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It's okay.

It's all right. Just let it out.

- Hey.
- Hi. You all right?

- Yeah.
- I ordered you, uh,

an espresso and a croissant.
Is that okay?

Oh, yeah, thanks.
I'll need that.

We had a killer night
with Jay last night.

- He's just not sleeping at all.
- Hmm.

And then he was sick
in his fucking car seat

on the way back from shopping,
and it went all down the side.

Yeah. No, I can...
I can imagine, you know?

- Sorry.
- Look, I know you're meant

to be heading back
to Manchester tomorrow,

but I just...
um...

I needed to tell you something.

Okay.

If you want to defer your place
for two years,

then you can.

What?

An old mate of mine
works at your college,

and, yes, there will be
a place for you in two years

if you need to drop out now.

That's amazing news. Oh, my...
Thank you so much.

No, you're welcome. Yeah.

This is a lifesaver.

- I need to call Maya.
- Yeah, go ahead.

Dad, you are
an absolute star.

You are an absolute,
fucking star.

You dick, Paul.
You total fucking bastard.

He was gonna
quit completely, Ally,

if they wouldn't let him defer.

But deferring, quitting,
it's the same thing.

He'll get a job now, and he'll
never go back to studying.

Well, things might be
different in two years.

How? He will still be a dad.
He'll be a dad to a toddler,

so he'll wanna be away
in Manchester

even less than he does now.

No, you don't know that
for sure.

- I do know that.
- Okay.

Luke has just thrown
his future away.

Actually, you know what, Paul?

Youhave just thrown
his future away.

- Oh! Fuck off.
- Youfuck off.

I did what I thought
was best for Luke.

Yeah, and you completely ignored

what I thought
was best for Luke.

Yes.

Yes.

Jesus Christ.

You unilaterally made a decision
that we had not agreed on.

I don't know where
this is coming from, right?

- I was in the car with him.
- Yeah.

You weren't.
He was gonna quit college.

I had to make a decision
there and then.

A unilateral decision.
You could have called me

before you spoke
to this Andrew bloke.

Yeah, I could have done, but I--

But you decided
to unilaterally do

- what you wanted to do.
- You're overusing

- the word "unilateral."
- I know I am.

Hi. Hi, Grace.
Uh, I didn't know...

I had no idea you were here.

Yeah, Ava and I have been here
most of the morning.

Oh, um, I didn't hear a peep
out of either you or Ava.

We've just been reading.

I don't think we've said much
to each other

apart from "hi" and "goodbye."
It's nice.

That is nice, actually.

Anyway, Ava's meeting Holly
for lunch, so I'm off.

Aw.

- Thank you for having me.
- Yeah. Very welcome.

I've been the perfect hostess.

See you soon.

- Cheers.
- See you, lovely.

- Grace, bye now.
- Bye-bye.

- Got a text from Dad.
- Is everything all right?

Yeah, I don't know.
His predictive text

is always so fucking mad.

Uh, "You mama lost the god on
and week need to help a time."

- Yeah, that is nonsense.
- Mm.

Might be
about your mum's health.

- Hmm? What do you mean?
- Your dad

popped around
when you were in Manchester.

He, um, he was worried
about your mum

'cause she didn't know
where she was the other day.

- Wh-- Why didn't he tell me?
- He didn't want to worry you.

I said that I would tell you
if it came up because

we don't tell lies
to each other.

Hmm. Uh, I'll go
and see what's what.

Send my love.

Brighton is like
all the best parts of London

squashed together,
and there's a beach.

Do you think you might go back
there to do any more shifts?

Better than that.
They reckon there might be

a permanent position
for me there very soon.

So, you might move down
to Brighton?

It's not that far.
Less than an hour on the train.

Should we go now?

Cheeky trip to Brighton?
Come on. I'm so bored.

- I wanna do something.
- I'm not sure.

Ava, come on.
We never do anything these days.

We do. This is doing something.

This is just more sitting about.
Let's go to Brighton right now.

We can go out tonight
and stay in a shitty B&B

like we're nans.

Sure. Yeah. Okay. Great.

Finish your chips. You're full.

I do not want any more chips.

"You mama lost the god on
and week need to help a time."

- Is that what I wrote?
- Yes.

I put it
through an Enigma machine,

but it blew up and metal springs
went everywhere.

What I meant to say was,

"Your mum had left the gas on,
and we need to talk."

Left the gas on? For how long?

- Five hours.
- Christ.

I knew she'd been getting
a bit forgetful, but...

Like I said to Ally,

I think she's gone
the same way me mum did.

Okay.

Do we need to take her
and get a diagnosis or...

No, she won't see any doctors.

She doesn't want it confirmed.

She's terrified, Paul.

So, uh, what can I do to help?

- What do you both need?
- I'm gonna care for her.

Do all the cookin'
and the cleanin'

and the washin' and all that.

Dad, that's lovely, but you
can't do any of those things.

You've never cooked
anything except toast

in your entire life.

Well, I thought
you could teach us.

You're a great cook.

I'd have to start from scratch,
though. The absolute basics.

Yeah. Yeah, let's try that.

- You've never chopped an onion?
- No.

What did you eat
when Mum was in the hospital

giving birth to me?

Chips from the fish shop. Toast.

Cheese roll at the pub.

Battered saveloy
from the fish shop.

Lots of cream,
crackers, and butter.

Mince and potatoes at the pub.

That does sound brilliant,
actually.

Well, uh, look, here...
here's an onion.

Everything starts with an onion.

Everything?
Not literally everything.

No, the First World War
didn't start with an onion.

That was more complicated,

but lots and lots of meals
start with an onion.

So, what do I do with it?

And don't say,
"Shove it up your arse."

Well, if...
if that option's off the table,

then, uh, you want to start
by just slicing the top off.

Which is the top? The hairy bit?

Ah, no, the other end.

The... The hairy bit's the root.
So, if you...

Ooh, not that much.

- Sorry.
- That's okay. It's all right.

Uh... uh... so if...

Yeah. Turn it round,
and, um, we're gonna

cut the, uh, the root off.

- The hairy bit?
- The hairy bit, yeah.

Yeah, but, um, you know, try...

try and cut off
as little as possible.

Well, that's not enough, Dad.
That's...

Yeah, bit more in.

That's far too fucking much,
isn't it?

- Sorry. Sorry, Paul.
- It's all right. It's all right.

Tr--Try taking the skin off

Yeah, so you can use
your fingers.

You know, you can use
your finger.

Put the knife down.
Yeah, brilliant.

Just the outer layer.
That's quite a lot of layers.

- Sorry, sorry.
- Fucking hell.

- What's happening?
- Oh, my. Oh.

Paul's teaching us how to cook.

What made you think
that was a good idea?

Christ Almighty.
You'll cock it up, Jim.

Paul will shout at you.
You'll tell him to eff off.

There's knives lying about.
One of you will commit murder.

If you want to learn to cook,
Jim, Ava will teach you.

So, do I just
chop up what's left?

No, step away from the onion.

- Lovely to see you, Paul.
- Yeah, you too, Mum.

Dad mentioned that, uh...
things, uh, that...

that it's been a bit
difficult at the minute.

Well, I'm going doolally,
Paul, like Jim's mum did.

Round the bend
and up the pictures.

I'm tending to stay

- around here these days.
- Mm-hmm.

I can get a bit discombobulated
if I go out.

Okay.

But you... you... you still
seem like you, though.

- Yeah, most of the time I am.
- Mm.

Then sometimes...

like yesterday,

Jim told me I kept looking
for the dog, for Biddy.

Yeah, I was upset that

- I couldn't find her anywhere.
- Mm.

I suppose I must have thought
she needed feeding

or... or taking for a walk.

You do know that Biddy died
in, like, 1981, right?

- No, I know, love.
- Whew!

- Yeah, I do know.
- Yeah.

But also...

sometimes, I... I just don't.

I love you, Mum.
Always love you.

I love you, too, sweetheart.

It's just
a small one-bed place.

Yeah, but it's in a sweet
little street in Streatham Hill.

Lots of window boxes

and Neighbourhood Watch
stickers.

- I think it'd be really good...
- Yeah.

...for Luke and Maya to have
their own place, wouldn't it?

- They need privacy and space.
- Mm-hmm.

The rent won't be cheap, though.
We can contribute.

There's no need, really.

You're paying
for Jay's naming party.

Yeah, but that's
hardly comparable.

You're welcome to contribute,
Ally, but we're more than happy

to cover it all ourselves,
aren't we?

Wow, thank you. Yeah,
that'd be... that'd be amazing.

The landlord's a mate,
so it's only hugely expensive

rather than hideously.

Luke was telling me
that he's joined an agency

for catering shifts.

- Catering?
- You know, waiting tables,

kitchen portering,
that sort of stuff.

Yeah, no, I... I know...
I know what it is.

He just...
He didn't mention that.

- Well, it's flexible.
- Yeah.

Ideally, he can do shifts
that fit in with the baby

and Maya's studying.

Right, because he's not
doing any studying himself.

Has everybody had enough to eat?

- It was great. Thank you, Meena.
- I'm fine, thanks.

- Okay.
- Mm.

Brilliant.

Of course we should
pay towards the rent.

They said they'd cover it.

That's 'cause
they're polite people.

I'm worried
about our money, Ally.

Dad's not gonna be able
to look after Mum much longer.

So, that means we're
gonna have to pay for carers

and possibly a nursing home.

That's, what, 70 grand a year,
minimum? It's mad money.

Yeah, we're not there yet,
are we?

Plus, Luke and Maya are
gonna need to be subbed,

apart from the rent.
That's energy bills, phone,

Council Tax, then Ava's
gonna go off to uni.

- Never thought of you as mean.
- The fuck?

Uh, I just don't want us
to have to work till we're 75.

I... I would like to stop
working at some point.

You enjoy your job.

Yeah, I enjoy Taramasalata, hon,

but I don't want to be
compelled to eat it until I die.

Well, if you don't want
to pay towards the rent,

then that's fine, but I will.

Oh, smooth.
Yeah, so I look like the cunt.

Fab. Thanks, man.

- Oh, hi.
- Hey.

I was just going
to see Granddad,

give him
his first cookery lesson.

- Ah. Well, have fun.
- Thank you.

- Is everything all right?
- No, not really.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, sorry.

I forgot to got to ask.
How was Brighton?

Yeah. Great.

I haven't been there for ages.
Had you planned to go or...

No, no, it was
totally spontaneous.

Holly said, "Let's go,"
and we went.

Oh, she really knows how
to sweep someone off their feet.

It looks like she's going to
move down to Brighton for good.

Oh. Wow. How do you feel
about that?

I don't know.

Well, if you really love
each other,

- then you'll make it work.
- Yeah.

Mum, who was the first person
you ever said "I love you" to?

Steve Watts.
We were 15 and a half.

- Did you mean it?
- No. I mean, in that moment,

yes, yes, I did.

Well, it's the most powerful
thing you can ever say, I think.

Mm.

I want to really mean it
when I say it.

And you will, sweetheart.

And you'll know when
it feels right to say it, too.

- Yeah, I will.
- Mm.

Thanks, Mum.

- I love you.
- I love you.

See ya.

See ya.

Time for your lesson, Granddad.

- Right you are.
- Good luck.

- Thanks.
- I meant Ava.

This is like
I've learned a magic trick.

I've baked a spud
and made an omelet.

You and Granny
should share it.

Granny?

Granny?

She's not here.

No one's seen her. She hasn't
been in the lounge all day.

She hasn't been outside of here
on her own for weeks

because it worries her.
She can forget where she is.

How long since you last saw her?

How long did that potato take?

80 minutes.

- Hey, any news?
- No, she's not here.

Right. Dad, any idea
where she might have gone?

Anything she said
that might give a clue?

She has been talking
a lot recently

about our old dog Biddy.

Should we go and have look
up where we scattered the ashes?

- Yeah. Okay. Thank you.
- You're welcome.

She loved that dog.

- Yeah, me, too.
- Can't see Granny.

This was the spot
where we scattered Biddy.

- Yeah.
- She loved to swim.

Your mum got very upset

because some ducks
tried to eat the ashes.

It's... It's Alison.

Hey, Alison. Any news?

Oh, brilliant.

Fantastic.
Thank you so much.

- She's back at home.
- Thank God.

Yeah, we're headed back now.
See you soon.

I only popped up the supermarket
for a few odds and sods.

Yeah, we were worried, Mum.

I'm not completely
barmy yet, Paul.

I have still got some marbles,

and I can still go out and about
if I fancy it.

I need someindependence,

and you allneed
to calm down a bit.

Maybe we did overreact a bit,
but it's difficult.

It absolutely fucking is,

'cause she's been out
and got confused before now.

She said so herself, so it's
reasonable to be worried.

Hang on, is that an omelet?

And I did a baked spud. Look.

Yes, you did. Good work, Heston.

Do...
Do we try just leaving him?

You mean controlled crying?
No, I... I can't do that.

No, I just... I mean,

maybe we don't
immediately go pick him up.

He's six months now, should be
sleeping more than this.

Fucking torture.

I can't stand it.

Fucking hell.

Top up?

- Hi, Ally.
- Oh.

I just wanted you
to be the first to know

that Siobhan and I are engaged
to be married to each other.

Oh! That's amazing news.

Well, how... how... how's she
getting on with the twins?

Oh, brilliantly.
They love her.

Oh, wow. So, what's her secret?

Very early on,
she yelled at them a few times

to, "Go on,
fucking fuck yourselves

to the top
of the fucking Shard."

And now they're as good as gold.

Wow.
Well, she's a natural mother.

- Yeah.
- So, when's the wedding?

Uh, soon.
Just a registry office.

I did the big wedding thing when
Karen and I first got together.

Stately home, string quartet,
fireworks, ABBA.

So, did ABBA play
at your wedding?

No, ABBA tribute.
"Bjorn Yesterday."

Very good.

The Benny one, um, looked like
he should be on a register,

- but they sounded great.
- That's what matters.

- One thing...
- Hmm.

...about this, you know,
whatever it is I've got,

is that it makes your memories
of years ago very sharp.

- Mm-hmm.
- Well, I was just thinking

about a girl I was at primary
school with, Angela Barker,

and we used to call her...

"Angela Barker,
squashed tomater."

Why?

I don't know.

It's not very funny, is it?

Well, she didn't look
like a tomato.

She was a pretty little thing.

That's probably why
we called her names--jealous.

Her parents were Methodists.

Right.

I'm rambling.

Well, you've always
done that, Mum.

There's no change there, eh?

- How's Dad's cooking coming on?
- Oh, very good. Yeah, he made

a lovely roast chicken breast
yesterday...

- Mm.
- ...with oven chips

and broccoli. Mm, beautiful.

Hang on. Sorry.
Dad cooks broccoli?

I know.

It's a bit like saying
Dad does modern dance.

Fuckin' hell.

Oh. Now, here we go.

I've never done that before.
I didn't think it would work.

Uh, so...

Uh, so we thought about having
a... a naming ceremony for Jay,

uh, with speeches
and everything.

- Poems and readings.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- But then we... we thought,

you know, we might be parents,
but we're still teenagers,

and we would hate to sit
through all that bollocks.

But this is still
a naming party,

and the only formal thing
we'll ask you to do right now

is to raise a glass...

- Thank you.
- Okay.

And toast
to our beautiful baby,

Jay Nikam-Worsley.

Jay Nikam-Worsley.

Aw.

Whoo-hoo!

I was, um, watching
you and Granny the other day,

just sitting together,
not saying anything.

Does that happen more
now that Granny's getting ill?

No, no.

We've always done it.

That's true love, isn't it?

Being in the same room
and not needing to say a word.

You don't have to be
spouting sonnets

in a gondola in Venice
to be romantic.

You can stay in your own
front room in Stockwell

with a Daily Mirror
and your gob shut.

Shall I go and get the cake?

Hi, Holly. How's it going?

Yeah.

Well, I'm... I'm sorry, hon,
that things have all

got a bit, uh, drastic
between us.

- It's just that I--
- No, look, I get it. I do.

We spent years
looking after the kids.

Now we're looking
after our mums,

but we're still looking
after our kids, so...

- when is it gonna be our time?
- Never.

- No.
- It's never our time.

Well, it was our time
in our 20s, and no one told us.

I think the government

should hand out
a leaflet to everyone

as they're turning 24,
saying, "This is it, folks.

This is the time. You better
enjoy it, for Christ's sake."

Wouldn't do those two poor
bastards much good, would it?

No.

Uh, I'm gonna get
a bit of food.

- You all right?
- Uh, yeah, fine, thanks. Fine.

Well, this is all
very splendid, isn't it?

Mm. Yeah, but everyone's a bit
fraught underneath it all.

Oh, you and Paul
bickering again?

No, we're not bickering.

We're having
a massive fucking row.

- Come on.
- Of course, sorry.

Jim and Jackie are having
problems with Jackie's health,

and Luke and Maya
seem exhausted,

and Ava's finding out
about love with Holly.

Very complicated lives.

Whereas you...

I avoid relationships
like the plague.

As a result,
I am as happy as Larry,

live in a beautiful house,
and I'm loaded.

Wow. There is a moral
in there somewhere.

Oh, dear. What's the matter?

- What is it, little fella?
- Hey, Jay.

Now, I wanted to give you this.

It's a cake.

- Aw.
- A naming day cake.

Granddad made it.

- Oh, wow.
- That's amazing.

Thank you, Jim. Wow.

Thanks.

Sorry. Excuse me.

I just have to go tell
someone I love them.

Hey. Shh, please.

I'm going to, uh, I'm gonna
take him out in his buggy,

- try and get him to sleep.
- Okay, okay, okay.

Come on.

- Ava. Hi.
- Grace.

I just texted you.

I need to leave now
to get to my sister's dinner.

It's been a lovely party.

Okay. I just wanted to, uh,
say something before you go.

Um...

I wanted to say I love you.

And I'm sorry to spring it
on you in a mad way.

And I don't know if you like
girls or boys or both

or neither, but I just need
to tell you I love you,

and I love being with you,
but more than just a friend.

I thought I loved Holly, and she
thought she might love me,

but I don't think we do,

but it made me realize
that I love you.

And you don't have
to respond to this.

In fact, don't until
you've thought about it,

but I love you, and that's it,
and thank you.

But you've not got
that kind of money, Paul.

Yeah, we'll... we'll find it.
Whatever you need.

You know, carers, a home.

You coming to live
with us, you know?

We'll...
We'll make it work, right?

- You're not on your own, Dad.
- Thanks, son.

Is it me, or is it
a bit parky in here?

Well, I'm warmed by booze,
so I'm not the one to ask.

I think my cardie's
in your car, Paul.

You couldn't fetch it for me,
could you?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.
- Thanks.

You know, I might try baking
bread now I've done a cake.

Oh, well,
the world's your oyster.

Might do oysters as well,
fuck it.

Maybe you should sit down.

That's it. Come on.

We can look
after each other.

Come on. Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Stop it now. Come on.
Let's stop crying now.

Just go to sleep.

Yeah. Just please go
to sleep, Jay.

Just go to fucking sleep, Jay!

How could I shout at him
like that?

Easily, mate.

Easily.

They drive you
to the edge of sanity

and then push you
off the fucking cliff.

You don't even know
you have that rage inside you,

and then suddenly...

...wallop.

- Please don't tell Maya.
- No, I'm not going to.

I think you need a break,
mate...

...to recharge

and, you know, recalibrate.

Why don't me and Mum
take Jay for a couple of days?

- No, it's okay.
- You... You still see him

in the days if...
if you want to.

But, you know,
just a couple of nights

and a couple of evenings
to yourselves.

You know, have... have a pizza,

have a lie-in.

- I'll speak to Maya.
- Mm-hmm.

Look, mate, I... I...

I really do know that you feel
like you're in the...

in the middle of the spin dryer
with everything in the world,

but... I'm telling you, mate,
a couple of nights, just rest.

It'll do wonders. Trust me.

Thank you. Really, thanks.
Thank you.

It's okay.

It's just after 3:00.

Whose turn is it to go up?

I think it's mine.

No, it's... I think it's
my turn, isn't... isn't it?

It's fine. You just, uh,
go back to sleep.

Well, I'm awake now anyway,
so...

So am I.

Shall we both go?

Coming, Jay.

Noisy little fucker.