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- [Hope] I mean, what am
I supposed to think Pen?

First my boyfriend gets off
with one of my best mates,

then mum calls and
tells me she's left Dad.

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- [Pen] Harry, going off with
Rachel, I can talk about,

but leave me out with
the parent thing.

I don't understand mine
at the best of times.

- [Hope] You had
it out with him.

- [Pen] Harry? No, I'm
not talking to him.

He's called me loads of times,
but no way I'm talking to him

or Rachel for that matter.

Have you spoken to him?

- No. Do you want me to?

- No.

So what are you gonna
do about your parents?

- It'd be nice if I
could get ahold of them.

It's been two days
since my mom called,

can you believe that?

- What did she say exactly?

- She told me that
she's left dad

and that was pretty much it.

I mean, she didn't
wanna talk to me,

didn't wanna explain why.

"Give me a few days" she
said, oh, and the best bit,

"Don't worry."

I mean like what
else am I gonna do?

- And what about your dad?

- He's not answering either.

For all I know he's run off
with someone just like Harry.

- You reckon?

Oh, typical.

Look, you want my advice babe?

Just keep calling them and
don't stop until they answer.

Put it on speaker.
- Oh yeah.

- Hi, this is Jonathan,
leave me a message,

I'll get back to you.

- Dad, I've been calling
you now for two days.

I've spoken to mom. What's
going on and where are you?

Call me. Oh!

Mum?

- Well, there's no point. I've
left her loads of messages.

- Well, is there anyone
else you can call?

There's my sister, but I
don't think she'd be any help.

They don't talk much,

but there is Sanya,
my dad's assistant.

- Go for it.

[keypad beeping]

[call ringing]

- [Sanya] Hello, Sanya speaking.

- Hi Sanya.

- [Sanya] Who's that?

- Hope, Hope Stack.

- [Sanya] Oh hi.

Long time no speak.
What can I do for you?

- I've been trying to
call my mum and my dad

and neither of
them are answering.

Do you have any idea
where they might be?

- [Sanya] I haven't
seen your mother lately,

but your father left for
Portugal two days ago.

- The Villa?

- [Sanya] Yeah.

- But I've been
calling him nonstop.

- [Sanya] Oh, he is
probably not there yet.

He drove down in
that old car of his.

[suspenseful music]

♪ Round like a
circle in a spiral ♪

♪ Like a wheel within a wheel

♪ Never ending or beginning

♪ On an ever spinning reel

♪ Like a snowball
down a mountain ♪

♪ Or a carnival balloon

♪ Like a carousel
that's turning ♪

♪ Running rings
around the moon ♪

♪ Like a clock whose
hands are sweeping ♪

♪ Past the minutes of its face

♪ And the world
is like an apple ♪

♪ whirling silently in space

♪ Like the circles
that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪

♪ Like a tunnel that you
follow to a tunnel of its own ♪

♪ Down a hollow to a cavern
where the sun has never shone ♪

♪ Like a door that
keeps revolving ♪

♪ in a half forgotten dream

♪ Or the ripples from a pebble
someone tosses in a stream ♪

♪ Like a clock whose
hands are sweeping ♪

♪ Past the minutes of its face

♪ And the world
is like an apple ♪

♪ whirling silently in space

♪ Like the circles
that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪

♪ Keys that jingle
in your pocket ♪

♪ Words that jangle
in your head ♪

♪ Why did summer go so quickly

♪ Was it something
that you said ♪

♪ Lovers walking along a shore

♪ And leave their
footprints in the sand ♪

♪ Is the sound of
distant drumming ♪

♪ Just the fingers
of your hand ♪

♪ Pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of a song ♪

♪ Half remembered
names and faces ♪

♪ But to whom do they belong

♪ When you knew that it was
over you were suddenly aware ♪

♪ That the autumn
leaves were turning ♪

♪ To the color of her hair

♪ Like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel ♪

♪ Never ending or beginning
on an ever spinning reel ♪

♪ As the images unwind, like
the circles that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪

[car engine roaring]

[car door slams]

[light switch flicks]

[bag thuds]
[John exhales]

- [Gaby] Hi, John.
Arroz pobre in the pot

and supplies in the fridge.

See you tomorrow.

[Gaby speaks in
foreign language]

[light piano music]

[John sniffs]

[John exhales]

[phone chimes]

[telephone ringing]

[John grunts]

- Hello?

- [Hope] So you're
alive then. Good start.

- Hello sweetheart.

- Don't sweetheart me. Why
haven't you returned my calls?

- It's been a difficult
couple of days, I-

- Oh, 'cause mom left
you? Yeah, she called me.

Dad.

- [exhales] What did she say?

- Sweet FA, what did you do?

- I didn't do anything.

- Right.

- Just tell me what she said.

- She told me that she
loved me and not to worry.

Does that come in the parenting
handbook or something?

'Cause I swear all my friends
whose parents have split

were given the
exact same speech.

Are you all right?

- Ask me another.

- All right, no we'll
talk when I see you,

then you can tell
me what you've done.

- What do you mean
when I see you?

- I land just after 12, so
should be through customs

by like half pastish.

You can pick me up
at the usual place.

- No.

- Fine. I'll get an Uber.

- No, no, I mean you're
not coming here, you can't.

- [Hope] Well, I am.

- But what about your studies?

- A few days in Portugal isn't
gonna screw my degree dad

and I can work from the
villa, so it's no big deal.

You are alone, aren't you?

- Why would you ask me that?

- Just a thought.

- Look, your mother
needs you more than I do.

Why don't you just
stay there and-

- No, she made it perfectly
clear she wants her space,

so I'm all yours.

On that note, I'm gonna hang up.

- No, wait, how did you
know I was down here?

- Sanya told me.

Nice to know you speak
to your assistant

and not me by the way.

I'm going. Bye.

[phone beeps]

[church bell rings]

[whimsical music]

- You've got it
all wrong, Amelia.

Your father hasn't
run off with anyone.

- Sam, you don't have
to pretend with me.

I just, I want you to
know that I'm on your side

and if you need any advice,

I've got great
friends who can help.

- That's very nice of you,

but taking sides isn't
gonna help anyone.

What did your
father say exactly?

- I haven't spoken to him
and I do not intend to.

- Oh, so how did you find out?

- [Amelia] Hope, she
called me this morning.

She said she couldn't
get hold of you.

- And what did she say exactly?

- Not much. Just
that you'd left dad.

She didn't know why.

- Well, it's not for
the reason you think.

You should talk to your father.

- Ugh, I do not
want to talk to him.

Are you uh, are you
staying at the house?

- No, your father's there?
I'm staying with a friend.

- Hope said he'd gone
down to the villa.

- What made her say that?

- I don't know, but she's
going down after him.

You should speak to her.

- [Sam] I will.

- And we should meet, you
know, talk things through.

You shouldn't be alone
at a time like this.

- And now, I'll talk to
Hope. I'll call you later.

- Yeah, all right, bye.

- That's nice.

I walked to full 200 yards
and you didn't even notice me.

- Oh, sorry.

I have a lot on my mind.

- That makes two of us.

- You shouldn't
have come, you know.

- Oh. look, if you
are gonna be a dick,

I'll find my own

way back.
- Hold on, all right,

alright, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Give me your bag for God's sake.

Come on.

[bag thuds]

- So you finally drove the
odd jalopy down, I see.

- She ran like a well-oiled
clock all the way.

- I'm sure she did, but
it's taken you like what,

10 years to do it?

- It's the time.

- Yeah. No hands free, you mean,

[John chuckles]

Still it took some balls
to do it on your own.

- Oh God.
- Well she might

have broken down, no
spares for an old crate

like her around here.

- Shh, don't say
that. She'll hear you.

Anyway, if she does break down,

I've got my little grease
monkey here to fix it, don't I?

[Hope laughs]

[car engine ignites]

[car engine roars]

- [Luke] Well?

- Amelia thinks her father's
run off with someone.

- Well, I suppose
he's got form on that

as far as she's
concerned, doesn't he?

- Yes. Thank you.

He left her mother for me.

- Well she's always had a twig
up her backside about that,

hasn't she?

- Don't be vulgar.

- Sorry,

but you know what I mean.

- Yes, unfortunately I do,

but I don't want her
to use the situation

against her father, especially
as she's got it all wrong.

- Did you even notice
the flowers I bought you?

- Yes, of course I did,

but you can't do things
like that at the office.

- If I can't buy flowers
for the woman I love,

what can I do?

- You know what I mean?

I want to keep things on the
down low, especially here.

Can you do that?
- Yeah, I suppose so.

For now at least,

but us been together's gonna
come out sooner or later.

- I know. I know.

Just gimme time to
sort things out.

- It's done. What
is there to sort.

- Hope, for one?

Amelia says that Jonathan's
gone down to the villa

and Hope's going after him.

- Is that a bad thing?

- Stories in the telling Luke.

I wanted her to hear my
side of things first.

- What does it matter,
who says what first?

She's a bright girl.

She'll make her own mind
up about what's what.

- Jonathan can make the
two of us look pretty ugly,

couldn't he?

- Let the halfwit
say what he wants.

Hope will be fine. All she
needs is a little perspective.

- Perspective can't be derived

from a single point of
view though, can it?

[lively music]

[engine roars]

- So are you gonna
talk to me or what?

- Huh?

What would you
like to talk about?

- You and mom,
what do you think?

- Well, I'd rather
not talk about it,

if it's all the same to you.

- Not good enough, dad.

I've come here to find out

what's going on.
[John exhales]

It affects me as much as you.

- And how's that?

[Hope scoffs]
Sorry. Sorry,

I shouldn't have said that.

- Yeah.

- But can't we just hang
out for a couple of days

till I figure things out?

- Okay dad, we can hang
out for a bit if you like,

but you are gonna
have to talk to me

sooner or later, you know.

[engine roaring]

- Gaby.

- Hope, oh my God.

- [Hope] Oh, so good to see you.

- Look at you, all grown up
and so pretty as a picture.

- Oh.

- What do you say, Jonathan?

- Well she's getting
old all right,

as for pretty, don't ask
me, ask her boyfriend.

- Is everything all right?

He was not very happy when
I get here this morning.

- Yeah, it's probably my fault.
He didn't want me to come.

- Why?

- Mom and dad have split up.

- [gasps] Oh my God
and now is your mother?

- Oh, I don't know the
ins and outs of it yet,

that's why I'm here to find out.

- Okay, well, I
prepare you some lunch.

- Ooh.

- Yeah, fresh bread,
peppers, cheese

and presunto from the farm.
- Oh great.

- [Gaby] Come on.

[insects chirping]

- Don't you have any work to do?

- Yeah, but I'm choosing not to,

work-life balance and all that.

- Oh. I was thinking we should
go out to dinner tonight.

- Great. Can we head
in the Villa mora?

- No, no, we go that
far, I can't drink.

- Maybe you're
drinking too much.

- What do you mean by that?

- Oh, you did most of a
bottle of white over lunch.

- You've been here
less than three hours.

Don't start in on that shit.

- I'm just saying if you-

- Oh, we can go to
Villa mora tomorrow.

I fancy a day out on the
boat. You up for that?

- Yeah, definitely.

Why aren't you
playing any music?

- I'm not in the mood.

- Oh, well that's a first.

This place is usually
banging with it.

- Hmm.

- How's your work going?

- It's going.

- You got any pages down?

- Pages? I'd be happy
with a paragraph.

No, but it's there.
I can feel it.

- Great.

- What?

- I said great.

- Your mouth said great,
but your face didn't agree.

- Well, I'm sorry if I
have a disagreeable face,

but that's on you and mum.

- You know, it took
Tolkien 17 years

to finish "Lord of the Rings."

- Yeah, yeah and Joseph Heller
took eight for "Catch 22."

- Yeah, so there's
hope for me yet.

We leave at seven, all right?

[spirited instrumental music]

- [Bystander] Smile.

[camera shutters]

[gentle instrumental music]

- The food's great,
why aren't you eating?

You've gone all quiet
and mysterious on me.

- The last time I was here,
I was with your mother.

- Yeah. So you are
thinking about mum then.

That's good.

- Don't push.

- Oh, then talk to me.

- It's too late to talk.

Anyway, she's the one I
should be talking to, not you.

- Well then talk to her.

Call her, sort the problem
out, whatever it is.

I'm sure it's fixable.

- It isn't, at least not
in any way you'd like.

- Come on, dad.

- [exhales] It hasn't been
easy the last couple of years,

especially for your mom,

but I didn't see it coming.

- Didn't see what coming.

- All of it.

The letter-
- The letter. What letter?

- The one she left me.

Reminds me of that
old Beatles song,

you know, the one about
the girl who runs off

with someone from
the motor trade?

- What the hell are
you talking about?

- You shit, are you,

are you telling me mom's
run off with someone?

Who, who's she run off with?

- [exhales] Luke.

- Uncle Luke?

No fucking way.

- Oh, Hope.

Do you really have
to swear so much?

- No, no, she wouldn't
have run off with him.

No way, dad, you must have
read the letter wrong.

- I didn't read it wrong.

- But that's ridiculous.

How long have they been?

- I haven't a clue.

She wasn't specific about
timings or anything.

- Uncle Luke. I mean, you've
known him like forever.

Did you call him?

- That wouldn't have
been a good idea.

- Did you call her?

- That's the one thing
she was specific about.

Yes. Her last words were,
"Please don't call me.

I'll be in touch in a few days."

- Ah, she said the
same thing to me.

You should have
called her anyway.

- I did.

Yes, I called her with the
letter in my hand several times.

She didn't answer.

That's when I decided
to come down here.

- Oh, sorry, dad,
I didn't realize,

Uncle Luke.

I mean, surely she could
have done better than him.

- Oh, thanks very much.

- Oh, sorry, I, I didn't mean
oh, oh, you know what I meant?

So what's the plan?
What are you gonna do?

- There is no plan.

Well, let's wait for her to call

and in the meantime I'll
try to figure things out.

- That's passive.

I'd have gone straight
round to Uncle Luke's house

and punched his
fucking lights out.

- Oh, that would've
solved everything.

- Yeah, it would for me.

- See, that's the trouble with
talking before you are ready.

- You started it.

Look, dad, you can't
let mum dictate things.

You've gotta be more proactive.

- No, no, if I've learnt
one thing over the years,

it's not to go rushing in.

What's that old saying?

- Oh, can we not be
all literary just now?

- Fools rush in where
angels fear to tread.

It's from Alexander Pope's poem.

An essay on
criticism. [chuckles]

I should know all about
that, shouldn't I?

- Mm.

- I prefer the Frank
Sinatra version.

- You would.

- Mm. [scoffs]
[phone rings]

- Speak of the devil.

- Oh, that's not funny.

- You wanna answer it?

[phone rings]
- No, no.

You, you answer it.

Try to be nice, hmm.

- Hmm.

- Hi mum.

- [Sam] Hi darling.
Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Are you in Portugal?

- Yeah.

- [Sam] You didn't tell me
you were going down there.

- You didn't tell
me about Uncle Luke.

Are you there?

- What's your father told you?

- Sweet FA.

- Oh, darling, must
you talk like that?

- Whether I swear or not
is not the issue here.

- Listen, I was hoping
your father and I

could talk before-
- Before what?

Before talking to me.

Well, I can go and get
him now if you like.

- No, no, no. Don't do that.

Is he listening?

- No.

- Is he all right.

- [scoffs] Stupid question.

- Yes. Look, I'm sorry for
putting you through all this.

I'm a bit jumbled
myself at the moment.

- I don't see why, you
must have planned it.

- Don't be like that.
I didn't plan it.

I didn't plan
anything, not really.

It just, it just
sort of happened.

- Oh and how was that?
Up against the wall
or over the desk?

- Hope, it's not
like that at all.

Look, I don't want to fight.

We should talk, obviously.
Can you come back?

- Hardly seems fair to
leave dad on his own.

After all, he's the
injured partner, isn't he?

- All right. That's
fair, I suppose.

Is he writing?

- [scoffs] What do you think?

- Look, I know you won't
understand, but I need time.

Just a day or so.

Can you give me that or not?

- I can, but are
you gonna call dad?

He's tried calling you know.

- I know. I, I'll call him.

I'll call you both.

Don't hate me, Hope.

- I don't hate you, I'm just,
I'm just confused, that's all.

Especially the uncle Luke
bit. I mean, why him?

- It's complicated.

- Well, I better
get back to dad.

- Okay.

Oh, one thing before you go.

- What?

- I spoke to Amelia.

Can you get your father
to give her a call?

- I'll try, but you
know what they're like.

- Yes, I know.

- All right, bye.

- Bye, sweetheart.

[phone beeps]

[Sam exhales]

- Well, what did she say?

- Nothing much.

Just that she'll call us
both in a couple of days.

Oh and she wants
you to call Amelia.

- Oh.

- I've never understood the
thing between the two of you.

- Well, it's complicated.

- That word again.

Why do old people have to make
everything so complicated,

when it doesn't have to be?

- Same answer.

- And for the record,

I think that Amelia deserves
to know what's going on.

- Yes, I suppose so,

but you keep out of it.

I'll talk to her when
I'm ready, not before.

[upbeat music]

[seagulls squealing]

You want a beer?

- Yeah, sure.

[bottles clanging]

[bottle cap bursts open]

- Thanks.
- There you go.

- You wanna sit down there?

- Yeah.

Ahh.

I'm sorry, I was a
bit grumpy last night.

You know the thing with me
and Amelia goes way back.

God, I have more pressing
things to think about now.

- Any conclusions?

- Some.

Things haven't been great
between your mother and I.

- Yeah, you said, but can
we move beyond that now?

- We haven't been sleeping
together for a year or more.

- Is shagging how
you measure things?

- Hope!

- Well, is it?

- I don't know. You need
to ask a psychologist.

But it is symptomatic
of something, isn't it?

- Was it her that instigated it?

- No, I don't think it
was a conscious decision.

Just kind of crept up on us.

- Are you sure it's not
because of her thing with Luke?

- No.

No, he's the consequence,
not the cause.

- I wouldn't be so sure.

- Ah, methinks you don't
like Luke very much.

- I liked him before
he became a prick.

- Oh Jesus, language.

[phone rings]

Oh, Harry, you're
still seeing him?

You gonna answer it or not?

- [Hope] No.

- [John] Oh,
everything all right?

- [Hope] Yeah, we're fine

and anyway, I'm talking to
you, which is more important.

[John laughs]

- Well, that's
enough talk for now.

I'll get to it.

[gentle brooding music]

[stones grinding]

[stones grinding]

[door unlatches]

[phone rings]

- Hello.

- [Luke] Where are you? I went
to the office and you'd gone.

- Oh, I'm at home.

- Great. What do you
wanna do tonight?

- Not, not your home. My home.

- What are you doing there?

- [Sam] Amelia's coming over.

- I thought we agreed to
let things lie for a while.

- You agreed, I didn't.

- I'm in this as much as you.

- [Sam] You don't have children.

- Yeah. Well, Amelia's
not yours though, is she?

- I'm gonna put the phone down

if you say stupid
things like that again.

- Do you want me to come over?

- No, that's the
last thing I want.

- Well, thanks a lot.

Alright, well what time
are you coming back?

- I won't be. I'm gonna
stay here tonight.

- What happened to
the clean break?

You know, you staying there is
like I'm sharing you somehow.

- Oh, you are silly
to think that.

I'll see you in the
office tomorrow.

Stop worrying.

[engine roars]

- How's your course going?

- I'm predicted a first.

Just, I've gotta keep
on top of everything.

- Being down here
won't help, will it?

- Stop moaning. It'll be
Christmas soon anyway.

- Ah, the festive spirit.

Great.

why don't we stay
on the boat tonight?

- This isn't about
drinking, is it?

- Oh, will you get off that?

I'm just enjoying
being on the water.

- What about food?

- Oh, bound to be a supermarket
over there somewhere.

- Alright, I'll go.

- No, I'll go.

Gimme time to think. That's
what you want, isn't it?

- Yes, but one more day and
I'll be back on your case.

- I don't need a deadline.

- Well, you've got one.

Live with it.

[engine roaring]

- Thank you.

- No problem.

[gate creaks]

[door opens and closes]

- Hello?

Hello?

- [Sam] I'm in the cube.

Hi, Sam. You all right?

- I'm fine.

Oh, get yourself a glass
if you want some wine.

- No I'm all right. Maybe later.

Why don't you start
from the beginning?

Tell me what the
old bastard's done.

- Ay, I can see a future
husband over there.

- Yeah, that would
suit you, wouldn't it?

Get me off your case.

- Never crossed my mind.

- I bet. Now, go
and get some food.

- You sure?

He seems well armed
with that smile oh his.

All right, I'm going, I'm going.

- How long do you
think you'll be?

- An hour, tops.

[boat engine roars]

[phone rings]

- Amelia?

- Hi.

- [Hope] Oh, that's funny.
I was gonna call you.

- Were you? Sorry, I suppose
I should have called before.

I've just finished a long case.

- Anything interesting?

- No, boring as
hell. How is dad?

- Difficult. Have you
spoken to mum yet?

- Actually, I'm with her now.

- [Hope] At your flat?

- No, Stratford.

- Oh, did she tell
you about Luke?

- Yes, she did.

To be honest, I assumed Dad
had run off with someone.

- [scoffs] Of course you did.

- [Amelia] What?

- You know what? You're
always on his case.

- I am not.

- Yes, you are.

- All right, maybe I am,

but then I've known him
longer than you haven't I?

- Look, let's not get into
all of this. What did mum say?

- I'm not sure I
should tell you.

It all came out
in a, in a flood.

She's pretty confused.

- I'm not three Amelia.
Just tell me what she said.

- I can't, not yet.

- We'll put mum on then.

- She's gone to bed.

- [Hope] Already?

- She was tired and
she'd had a few to drink.

- Not her as well.
- What?

- Forget it.

- How long will
you be in Portugal?

- I don't know.
Years at this rate.

Why don't you come out?

- For what purpose?

- Oh, to help me for one.

You know, you just said
you had a long case,

so maybe you need some R andR.

- I suppose I could.

It'll take a day to sort
things at the office though.

- Great, okay.

Well, just let me know
when you're coming

and I'll grab you
from the airport.

- No, no, no need.
I'll hire a car.

- [Hope] Suit yourself.

- And listen, please don't
tell Dad what I've said.

- What's there to tell? You
haven't actually said anything.

- Good. I'll see
you in a day or two.

[phone beeps]

- Hey.

You okay?

- Yeah, why?

- You look a bit sad?

- You paddled all the way over,
because I looked a bit sad?

- No, I'm just saying
you look sad. That's all.

- Hmm, so you've been staring
at me? That's a bit creepy.

- Well, no, I didn't
mean it like that.

Can we start again?

- If you'd like. I was
quite enjoying myself.

- My name is Rodrigo.
My people call me Rigo.

- Hi Rigo. People call me Hope.

- Nice to meet you Hope.
You here with your family?

- Uh, just my dad. You?

- I'm with some friends.

- You live around here?

- Not really. Came
down from Lisbon.

We're at the university there.

Do you wanna join us?

We're gonna light a fire
and listen to some music.

It'll be fun, I promise.

- And if it isn't?

- Then you'll have a
reason to look sad.

[Hope laughs]

- Yeah, okay.

- Hopefully I'll
see you later then.

Listen. What's with the name?

- Oh, it's from a book title.

- Oh, I know this book.

Jack Latham. I've
read all his books.

- You have?

- Yeah. Jonathan Stack is
one of my favorite writers.

- Huh. Mine too.

[phone rings]

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

You know what? I'll
come with you now

if you can give me a
ride on that thing.

- Sure, absolutely.
We can do that.

- Hope, I'm back.

Hmm.

[friends cheering faintly]

[John chuckles]

[serene music]

[seagull squealing]

Wakey, wakey!

Sun's up and it's
a wonderful day.

- What's so wonderful about it?

- Hangover?

- I feel like death.

- Well, Jack Daniels, I take it.

- Everything.

- Eh.

- And tequila shots were after.

- Wow.

Well, you'll get no
sympathy from me.

After all, you
abandoned me last night.

- I wasn't asking for any,
and I didn't abandon you.

I just, I thought you could
do with the thinking time.

- Get that down you and
you better eat something.

- Eat? No chance.

Not unless you want
me to redecorate

the inside of the boat that is.

You weren't worried about
me last night, were you?

- No.

I could see you all
dancing around the bonfire,

like a bunch of heathens.
[Hope laughs]

- Local lads, are they?

- No, no. Medical
students down from Lisbon.

- Ooh, medical students.

How was smiler?

- Rigo, do you
really want to know?

- Probably not.

- Amelia called last night.

I thought that'd wipe
the smile off your face.

- What did she want?

- She didn't want anything.

She's coming out tomorrow.

- Really?

- Maybe she wants to be with
you in your hour of need.

Well, she's coming,
so just go with it.

So what's the plan?

- There isn't one.
I changed my mind.

I need to go back to the villa.

I've got an idea and I want to
get it down before I lose it.

- Can't you just do it here?

- No, no, it's,

it's all going off like
fireworks in my head.

I wanna get started.
Do you mind?

- No. Well, actually, that
might work better for me.

Rigo invited me out
with the others.

I wasn't gonna go, but
if you are heading home.

- Fine.

- All right.

I'll text Rigo and get
him to come and get me.

- Exchanged numbers already,
hmm? Must be serious.

- Funny and remember,
tonight we talk.

So get everything
straight in your head.

- Nag, nag, nag.

- Yeah, yeah.

- [Sam] Hello. You're
late this morning.

- I had a rough night.

- I'm going through this
latest draft from Tyler.

Her changes are
working brilliantly.

- Don't do that, Sam.

You know, I'm not
happy about last night.

- Let's go outside, shall we?

What do you want me
to say? I'm sorry?

- Well, that'd be fine if
I thought you meant it.

- You know Luke, I don't
know what's got into you

in the last couple of days.

You're so different, I
hardly recognize you.

- No, I'm the same. You are not.

- It's like you are trying
to control everything I do.

You've never been like
that before, never.

- What, are you surprised?

Given what I've had to put
up with over the years.

- You are joking, I hope.

- There has to be order
in a relationship, Sam.

Otherwise, chaos sets it
like you've had with him.

- I'm not doing this now. It's
not fair on Amanda and Mark.

- I don't care about them.

- Well, I do.

We agreed we wouldn't let
this impact on the business,

didn't we?

- We agreed on a lot of things

and that doesn't seem to
matter anymore, does it?

- Oh, for God's sake.

- Look, I can't help
feeling the way I do, can I?

It's like I finally landed you

and now you are
wriggling to get away.

- Like a fish?

Surely you could come up with
a better metaphor than that.

- I didn't plan the
conversation in advance, did I?

Look, I know I'm making
a fool of myself,

but what am I supposed to do?

- Back off for a start.

Stop trying to control
me. It's suffocating.

Why you think me
spending the night

at my own house changes
anything, I don't know.

- Well, it does.

It changes everything
because you left it.

It's not your house
anymore, it's his.

It's like we
discussed everything,

now you're changing
what we decided.

- I'm not changing things.
The circumstances are.

Things beyond our control
are dictating events.

- You've changed.

- I have not.

- Then kiss me.

Tell me everything's
gonna be okay between us.

Give me something to hold on to.

- You're being ridiculous.

- I've got an appointment.

- Cancel it.

- Sorry to interrupt Sam,
Jay Sullivan's downstairs.

- Thanks, Amanda.

If you show him to
the boardroom, I'll
be there in a minute,

- Okay.

- Thanks.

This will have to
wait till tonight.

- Well, what am I
supposed to do till then?

- Work. This business
won't run itself.

- So your father
is Jonathan Stack?

- Yes.

- That's so cool.

- Not really. It's not like
he's a film star or anything.

- No. I read a lot of books
and his are really good.

Better than most.

- Well, I'm biased on
that, aren't I, so?

- There hasn't been a
new one for some time.

Has he stopped writing?

- No. He's just writing
something different.

Or he is trying to, anyway.

- Not a Jack Latham.

- No. He is given up on Jack.

Announced he wants to stop
churning out airport fodder.

He wants to write
something meaningful.

- You agree with him?

- Well, his books
aren't really my thing,

but three years of
bidding every idea

because it's not war and peace
is just making him miserable.

- Oh, that's sad.

- Yeah.

- People enjoy his books.

I think that's meaningful.

- Hmm.

- I could get
something going online,

you know, like a petition
to save Jack Latham.

- No way.

- No?

- Don't you put any of
what I've said online.

I've told you some
quite big family secrets

and if I find any of
them plastered online,

then you'll have
me to deal with.?

- You gonna set
Jack Latham on me?

- Worse.

[both chuckles]

- Don't worry, I
won't tweet about it.

- You better not. [laughs]

- I could sell it
to the press though.

The money would help
me pay for university,

but then you would probably
never speak to me again

and that would be a shame.

- Yeah, it would,
for both of us.

[car engine running]

[Hope speaks in
foreign language]

[stones crunching]

[phone ringing]

- Hi babe.

- Hey Pen. What's up?

- Thought I better call you.

Harry's been on the phone.

- Oh, what did he want?

- Says he is sorry. Says he
wants you to be good friends.

- Yeah, well, too late for that.

- He was quite upset.

- Well, I'm sure Rachel has
a shoulder he can cry on

or has he dumped her for
someone else already as well?

- No, they're still
together. Sorry.

- No, don't be.

- Anyway, you sort
your mum and dad out?

- Not really. They're
like a couple of kids.

Turns out mum left Dad
for her business partner.

- No way.

- Mm.

- I bet your dad's
pissed, isn't he?

- Well, that's just it.

I don't know what the
hell's going on in his head.

- What about your mum?

- Same with her.

- Not much luck then.

- Mh yeah, I'm working on it.

- Good. So what do you
want me to do about Harry?

- [exhales] Well, two
years together didn't seem

to mean a lot to him, did it?

So don't do anything.

He can stew forever

as far as I'm concerned.
[Pen laughs]

Look, I gotta go.

- All right.
- I'll call you later.

Bye.

- Bye.

[phone beeping]

- Oh, hello.

- Ah.

- Hi.

- You are here late Gaby.

- Yeah, your father
is been busy,

so I stay to make the dinner.

- Great. Looks good.

- Yeah.

- Have a good day?

- Uh, yeah, it was fun.

- Yeah and what about
the guy, what's his name?

- Rigo. Yeah, he was fun too.

- You met a boy?

- I did. A boy from Lisbon.

- Oh gosh.

Well, all I can say
is, be careful with
Lisboetas, you know.

[all laughing]

- He's nice Gaby. I promise.

- Oh, I hope so.

Well, I must go now.
Enjoy your meal.

See you both in morning.

- That you will.

- Okay, bye bye.
- Thanks Gabriella.

- Bye.
- Thanks Gabriella.

- See you.

- [Gaby] See you.

- Well dig in.

- What about your day?

- Good.

- Hmm.

- Want some wine?

- Yes, thanks. You get
those fireworks down?

- Yes, I, I think
I'm onto something.

- Mm. You think this idea will
last more than 10 minutes?

- It's different.

At least it's something I, I
don't have to defibrillate.

- Cool.

Well, I'll keep
my fingers crossed

and hope it doesn't
turn to confetti.

[John laughs]

Are you ready for our talk?

- Oh, no. Does it
have to be tonight?

- Look, if you don't wanna
talk to me or mum or Amelia,

that's fine, but you are
gonna have to talk to someone.

Maybe you should
talk to Gabriella.

- I don't think talking to
Gabriella's going to help.

All right, all right.
We'll talk tonight.

You're a bully, you
know that, don't you.

[John chuckles]

- Dad.

- [John] I'm over here.

- This is a funny place to talk.

[John chuckles]
A bit dark, don't you think?

- I like it out here.

It's a good place to think.

- And talk, I hope.

- Here.

- Oh, no, I'm all right, thanks

and you should take
it easy as well.

- Ah, I need a drink with
what I'm about to say.

- That bad?

- It may not be what
you want to hear.

Where to begin?
That's the thing.

- Just treat it like a
blank sheet of paper.

Just start and things will
fall into place as you go.

- You sound like your mother.

[Hope giggles]

Alright. You want to
know why she left me?

- Uh, his name's Luke,

and he's a cu...
- No, no hope, please.

- All right, no.

What I wanna know is how
you feel about her leaving

and what're you
gonna do about it.

- You want me to call the
man out and gun him down?

- Oh, that's what
Jack Latham would do.

- Yes. I'm not Jack Latham.

- Yes you are.

- I'm not interested
in slinging mud.

All I want is to understand
why your mom left me. Hmm?

That's all.

And to do that, I
have to go back some.

- How far? The caveman?

- Ah look, if you're
gonna be flippant,

I'm not talking at all.

- Oh, sorry.

Sorry.
[John exhales]

- Right.

I'll start the day
I met your mother,

because up until that point,

I thought I was happily married,
only to find out I wasn't.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

- I changed in the
blink of an eye.

- Love at first sight.

- Huh? If you like. There
was a lot happening.

I, I'd left the army.

We'd moved from New York
back to Sleepy Stratford,

which Amelia's mom
wasn't very happy about.

- No, knowing Meryl it
can't have been easy.

- No, it wasn't. Hmm.

The thing was, I was happy.

- Mm.

- Yeah. Happy to be home,
excited about a new career.

- Writing, which is
where mum came in.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

- And I needed an agent.

Luke signed me and
introduced me to your mother,

who became my editor.

- Should have dropped
him and gone with mum.

All right, all right, all right.

So, so you fell in love with
mum, but what happened next?

- Nothing immediately.

She didn't want to get
involved with a married man.

- But you tried.

- Oh endlessly.

It was bad of me, I
know, but I told Meryl

as soon as I was sure
about my feelings.

- Hmm, very honorable of you.

- Well, she didn't
see it that way,

but in hindsight, the divorce
was good for both of us.

Sadly, it wasn't
very good for Amelia.

- Yeah. I can
sympathize with that.

- No, you can't. She was
away at boarding school.

She knew nothing
about the divorce

until it was pretty
much done and dusted.

- Eeesh.

- Yes. It was unfair, I know.

- All right, so, so you
and mom got married.

- Yes.

- And everything was
great until recently?

- [exhales] You know,
marriage isn't easy.

It's marvelous when
seen in the round,

it starts like a fiery orb
and gathers a galaxy of stars

as it moves along, each, each
star, each point of light

represents something shared,
memories and experiences,

both good and bad,
a life together.

- Yeah, that's a
pretty picture, dad,

but what the fuck is it got
to do with you and mum now?

- I'm trying to depict what
a happy marriage looks like.

I, I mean your mother and I had
one once and it disappeared.

- Yes, because of Luke.

- [John] No because of me.

- You?

- Yes. Me, of course me.

Me and my stupid
notions of destiny

who had moved in like
a massive black hole

and extinguished
everything in its path.

- Sorry, but I don't see
why your change of direction

ends up with her screwing Luke.

- When you're young,

you think destiny will
take care of everything.

Everything is mapped
out, well, it isn't.

You still have to face life and
everything it throws at you.

Compromise, is the truth, Hope.

Youth knows nothing
about compromise,

which is how it
should be, by the way,

I just didn't want to go
down as a writer of crap.

- Your books aren't crap.
Plenty of people read them.

Rigo's a big fan, by the way.

- Is he?

- [Hope] Mmm.

- Oh, that's nice.

We, we, we're getting
away from the point.

- I don't think so.

- Look I drove your mother away.

She would've helped me,

but I was too damned
arrogant to let her.

- That doesn't excuse her
for doing what she's done.

- Give your mother
some credit, will you.

Think how hard it
was for her to go.

She's not a quitter.
She never was.

Now I drove her away and
she's better off without me.

- With Luke?

- Yes. Even with Luke.

Look, maybe it's not a pretty
picture from where we are,

but yeah, maybe
there's more to it.

Maybe, maybe there was
something there between them

before me and, and
I got in the way.

- No, no, no, no.

Now you're just writing a
narrative that just isn't there.

He got in with mom
while she was distracted

and took advantage
behind your back.

[John exhales]

- Well, I can live with that

as long as she's happy.

- You can get mum
back if you want.

- Oh, haven't you had
anything I've said?

- Do you want Mum back or not?

- Yes of course I do, but I
can't turn back time, can I?

[John exhales]

Look, we've talked and
I've been honest with you.

We just have to get used to
the new reality, that's all.

Your mom will still
be your mom, okay?

- No, not okay.

- You want some wine?

- Yes, fill it up. I
think I'm gonna get drunk.

[wine gushing]

- Cheers.

- It was my mother's Cartier,
only the best for you.

- I can't accept that.

- Look, I'm serious
about this Sam.

This is just a token
to prove my love.

- It's more than a token.

Jesus put it away.
People are staring.

- I don't seem to be getting
anything right for you

at the moment, do I?

- It's not you, it's
me. My head's spinning.

I can't think straight
and I feel nauseous.

- Let's talk things through,

get things back to
the way they were.

I don't understand you.

Last week, you were happy.
Now you're anything but.

- No, you were happy.

I wanted to wait, but
no, you had to force it.

- Well, how long am
I supposed to wait?

Jonathan was being insufferable.
Your words, not mine.

- He's in pain.

- Please don't tell
me about his suffering

for the great novel.

It'll never happen, Sam.

His bonfire at the
vanities moment

showed him up for the
hack he's always been.

- You might wanna
reflect on that.

The hack, as you so
spitefully called him,

was our number one client.

- Not anymore, he's not.

We've got better
talent coming through.

What can I do to
put things right?

Tell you what, let's go away.

Portofino, Positano
anywhere you like.

We'll talk it through.

We'll, we'll, we'll
get back on track.

- Stop pushing me, Luke.

- I'm not pushing you.
I'm trying to be nice.

Jesus.

- It wouldn't be right
to fly away. Not now.

- Do you want me to leave?

- No.

Look, I'm sorry.

I, I knew it'd be difficult,

but I didn't expect
to feel like this.

The whole thing's
tearing me to pieces.

- [Gaby] Well, did you
get anything out of him?

- Yes and no.

Turns out mum left Dad
for her business partner.

- Luke?

- The very same.

- Oh, I don't see
your mother with Luke.

No, I don't see that, at all.

[phone ringing]

Is that the Lisboeta boy?

- No. Someone else.

- Oh, you want me to go?

- No, of course not.

[stones crunching]

- Look at the state of you.

Nothing a bit of soap
and water can't fix.

- I will never understand
about you and that old car,

if I live to be a hundred.

Hi Gaby.

- Hi Amelia.

We are so glad you are
here, aren't we Hope?

- We are and we have
a ton to catch up on.

He's waiting for you.

He told me this morning that
he wants to make up with you.

- Oh, Christ.
[all chuckling]

Where is he?

- Working at his desk upstairs.

- I thought you and I could talk

before I cross that rubicon.

- Yeah, we will. We will.

- What if he starts
asking questions?

- Look, do me a favor.

It took me three days to
get anything out of him.

As far as he's concerned,
the talking's done.

Just go on.

I'll go get changed and then
we can go out and catch up.

- [Gaby] Good luck.

- Dad.

- Oh, Amelia.

How are you?

- Yeah, I'm fine, yeah?

- Good, good. I'm
so glad you're here.

Why don't you go freshen
up while I finish this

and we can have a drink?

- Actually, Hope
and I are going out.

- Are you now?

And you don't want
the old man with you?

- No. We just want to catch up.

You know, one-on-one.

- You've spoken
to Sam, I take it.

- Yes.

- I see.

Well, you conspirators,
go do what you have to do

and I'll see you
back here after.

- [Amelia] Yeah, all right.

- In time for dinner, I hope.

- She said the last 18
months have been hell.

No communication between them

except for one-sided
screaming matches from her

desperate to help him and
him having none of it.

For the last year, they've
barely spoken at all.

- Mm or had sex apparently.

- Oh, what, what
else did he say?

- Just that he's happy
as long as she's happy.

Do you think mom feels the same?

- I got the distinct impression

she's shocked things have
gone as far as they have.

Who knows? Relationships
are difficult.

- Yeah. Tell me about it.

- You've got troubles?

- My boyfriend got off
with one of my best mates.

It hurt.

- Double trouble then.

- Yeah, you could say that.

Actually though, mum and
dad's thing's been a bit

cathartic in a way.

Anyway, when you look
at their problem,

it's a bit like yin and
yang, don't you think?

You know, like
positives and negatives,

both like canceling
each other out.

- I'm not sure it's
as simple as that.

- Maybe they both
want each other,

but just don't know how
to go about getting it.

- These situations they,
they're really difficult.

I've seen some horror stories
in court over the years.

Maybe we shouldn't
get involved at all.

- We have to, I mean,
we have to try at least,

whether they like it or not.

- You know, you seem
a lot older suddenly.

- Do I?

- Yes, it's nice, especially
us being together.

You know, when you were younger,
I was so jealous of you.

- Jealous of me?

[Hope chuckles]

You're like my
glamorous older sister

back from fancy boarding school.

I mean, shit I used
to feel so inadequate

when you came home.

- You thought I was glamorous?

- Yeah.

- [Amelia] I thought
you just hated me.

- Oh that was just a front.

I completely idolized
you if you must know.

[both laugh]

- Oh, that's funny. I
hated that bloody school.

I hated you for being
at home all the time.

Especially that car
thing you had with dad.

- Why?

I mean, I spent all my
holidays and weekends

helping him rebuild it.

I mean, my hands were
permanently black

and my knuckles
still have scars.

[Amelia laughs]

- Used to bug me all the same.

- Well, whatever.

[both laughing]

It's nice to collaborate on
something, don't you think?

- You know, it's funny,
dad called us conspirators.

- Did he? Or was
he angry about it?

- No. I don't think so.

He does want us home in
time for dinner though.

- That's fine,

but before we go,
we need a plan.

[John speaking faintly]

- No, no, no you, you,
- No.

- You wanted what you wanted.
I'm all I'm saying,

- No, no, no.

[John arguing
faintly with Amelia]

[phone ringing]

- Hi Pen.

- Hi babe. What's happening?

Anything new?

- Not really.

Um, oh, love's a galaxy and
if you don't take care of it,

it'll be swallowed up
by a big black hole.

- [Pen] What?

- Mmm yeah. Listen,
you've spoken to Harry?

- [Pen] Only every hour, you?

- He called and sent a
bunch of texts as well.

- [Pen] Are you cracking
under the strain?

- A bit, but not for
the reasons you think.

I've met someone. [chuckles]
A guy called Rigo.

- Rigo? [laughs]
Sounds dangerous.

Is he good looking.

- Yeah, he's got a nice smile.

- [Pen] Love is it?

Oh, who knows. I mean, I don't
know what love is, do you?

- [Pen] Your parents' situation,

really done a number
on you, hasn't it?

- Mmm, maybe.

- [Pen] Is this
Rigo a good kisser?

- Um, very.

- [Pen] There you go then.

Kissing can tell you
a lot about a person.

Shag him, then you'll
know if it's love or not.

- I think that's
called lust, Pen.

- [Pen] Oh, love lust,
It's all the fucking same.

Look, don't let the
oldies get you down.

Just go for it.

- Maybe, we'll see.

- [Pen] When are
you coming home?

- Soon, I hope. The situation
here is coming to a head.

- [Pen] Yeah?

- Yeah, yeah, we've got a plan.

One chance, I reckon,

but I'm suddenly not
too sure about it.

- [Pen] Why?

- I don't know.

Maybe my parents don't
want to be together

and I'm just getting in the way.

- [Pen] Look, in my experience,

grownups will do whatever
they want regardless.

You want me to tell
Harry about your new guy?

- No way. I'm not interested
in settling scores.

- [Pen] Okay.

I'll just wait for the
next installment then.

- All right, I'll see you later.

- [Pen] Bye.

- Bye.

[John and Amelia laughing]

[John chattering with Amelia]

- Oh my God, Sam, what
the hell have you done?

[phone chimes]

- [Luke] Hi darling. So glad
you agreed to come away.

Positano will be our medicine.
All we need is time together.

I love you so much, Luke.

Kiss, kiss, kiss,
kiss, kiss, kiss.

[Sam exhales]

[water splashing]

- Morning. How's your head?

- Not so bad.

- And how was it
between you and dad?

- A bit turgid to begin
with, but actually we,

we got things said.

You all set?

- Yeah, if you still
think it's a good idea.

- For what it's worth, I, I
think we should give it a try.

Just remember what
I said. Don't lead.

Let her talk, let her
make her own decision.

- Okay.

[phone ringing]

- [Sam] Hope?

- Hi mom.

- [Sam] Hi darling.
I'm so glad you rang.

I was gonna call you last night.

- Oh, so, why didn't you?

- Oh, I just, it,
it doesn't matter.

How are you?

- I'm fine.

Are you alone?

- [Sam] Yes.

- Good.

Right. How's it going
with you and him?

- We don't have to
talk about that, do we?

- Well, Amelia's
told me a few things.

- Has she? When did
you speak to her?

- Yesterday, she's here.

- At the villa,
with your father?

- Yeah. The two of them
have made up actually.

- Extraordinary.
What brought that on?

- You did. Well,
the situation did.

Dad's had a kind of epiphany.

- Epiphany? About what?

- You, him, the past, the
present, the whole thing.

- I don't get you.

- Look mom, this, this
thing with you and Luke,

is it really better than what
you have with dad or had?

- Oh, look darling.

I know it's very difficult
for you to understand, but-

- No, no, no mom.

Don't treat me like a child.
Don't even think about me.

Just think of yourself.

Ask yourself a question.

Would you turn back
the clock if you could?

- Oh, I hope it
isn't about time.

Things Between me
and your father,

maybe they've just
run their course.

- But that's not
true. It really isn't.

- It's a fanciful notion, Hope.

- Okay, look,
answer me this then,

would you come
back if you could?

- Look, I don't like hearing
you so fired up about it.

It's between me and your father.

- Well, it affects
me too, doesn't it?

- [Sam] But we should have
a proper talk about it,

woman to woman.

I'm going away for
a couple of days.

Can you come home after that?

- Where are you going?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- Are you going with him?

[Sam exhales]

Don't go mom, please,
come here instead.

- Oh, there's no
point my doing that.

- There is if you want
dad and me and us.

- I can't.

- Yes, you can.

Listen to me, dad loves
you more than anything.

He told me that
and he meant it too

and that's not me
making things up.

- What did he say to you?

- I can't tell you that.

- You have to hear it from him.

Please mom, we're all here.

All that's missing is you.

[phone chimes]

- [Sam] Luke, I don't
know how to say this

and I hope you can understand.

I've decided to go to Portugal

to put things right with Hope.

Until I've done that, I
can't think about the future.

I feel desperately guilty

about what you
must be feeling now

and I hope you can find it
in your heart to forgive me.

I'll call you when
things are sorted.

- Do you think I'm
stupid or what?

- [Star Jet Receptionist] Hello.

- Hello Star Jet?

- [Star Jet Receptionist]
Yes. How can I help you?

- Yes, I have a jet booked
to Naples this afternoon.

- [Star Jet Receptionist]
Uh, let me have a look.

What's your name?

- Blythe, Luke.

- [Star Jet Receptionist]
Departure 1400H.

- Yes. I'd like to
change the booking.

- [Star Jet Receptionist]
Within mainland Europe?

- Yes.

- [Star Jet Receptionist]
New destination.

- Faro, Portugal.

[car honking]

- Oh, mum, I'm so glad you came.

- [Sam] So am I, but
listen, I'm here for you,

not your father, you hear me?

- Yeah, yeah. Come on,
let's get you home.

- My God. Did he really
drive down in this?

- Yeah, finally.

[engine ignites]

[engine roaring]

- [Sam] So what
did your father say

when you told him I was coming?

- I didn't tell him.
It's a surprise.

What? Oh, Hope.

You can't do that to me
or him. It's not fair.

Look, pull over.

You better give him a call.

- Look, it's gonna be fine,
mom. Just sit back and relax.

Trust me for once, will you?

- Gaby, they're here.

[Gaby speaks in
foreign language]

- I hope this works.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- [Amelia] Hi.

- Oh, I'm so glad
you are here, Sam.

- Oh.

- Gaby.

- Hi.

- Oh, so the gang's all here?

- Well, the big one is outside.

- Is he any the wiser?

- No. Blissfully ignorant.

- Oh God. This is terrible.

Why didn't you tell him?

- Look, don't worry.
He's waiting for you.

Even if he doesn't know it yet.

- Well go on. Sam hurry
up for God's sake.

I can't bear this tension.

- Aren't you all coming?

- No, this is
between you and dad.

- Okay.

- Come, come.

- Sam.

- Jonathan.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm here because of Hope.

- She's been bullying
you too, has she?

- Well, we best
leave them to it.

Oh, I know a great bar
in Loule, drinks on me.

Let's not jinx things just yet.

[Hope laughs]

- Yeah. Careful. [laughs]

- This thing with
Luke, is it real?

How long have you
had feelings for him?

- I don't think I had any.

He, he was just there when I
needed a shoulder to cry on.

Things got out of hand.

- His feelings are
real though, yes?

- Yes.

He says from the start,

maybe that's why he was happy
to start the agency with me.

- Well, don't say that, you've
more than earned your place.

What are you gonna do about him?

- Tell him the truth.

- And what's that?

- That I don't love him

and that I've made
a terrible mistake.

[Hope speaks in
foreign language]

[all laughing]

- [Hope] What are you
two laughing about?

- [Amelia] Life,

- Family. [laughs]

- What about us?

- I don't know.

What we had was fantastic.

I don't have any
regrets about us.

- Well, let's hope we have
something to celebrate.

- A familia.

- A familia.
- A familia. [giggles]

- Is there a way back?

- I don't know.

I feel like I'm being
pulled in all directions

at the moment.

- So how long do you think
we should leave them?

I don't know.

An hour or two. a week?

- Well, I, I thought
it was so beautiful

when they met each other.

It was like a old movie.

- Right now I'm here for Hope.

We've put her through the
ringer a bit, haven't we?

- Yeah, I suppose we have, but
she's come through all right.

- [speaks a foreign language]

- Oh, hello you.

So you made it here
all right then.

- Yes. I hitchhike.
Are you celebrating?

- Yes, we're celebrating love.

- Oh, she's
impressed me, no end.

- Me too. She's turned
out all right, hasn't she?

- Yes.

- Gabriela, Amelia,
this is Rigo.

Rigo, meet my glamorous sisters.

- [Rodrigo] Nice to meet you.

- I'm sorry for my behavior.
I've been an insensitive prick.

- Yes, you have.

- But I love you,

that much is clear to me.

- Just gimme some
time, Jonathan.

We'll see what happens.

- I can hardly deny you that

and whatever you decide
will be fine by me.

As long as I can see you,
at least, work with you.

- How's that going?

- I think I'm onto something.

- Another Latham.

- Oh, no, no, no.

There's, it's different there,

but don't worry Jack's not dead.

He's just taking
a little holiday.

- You got anything to show me?

- No, not yet. In a
couple of months, maybe.

- Do you want a deadline?

- No, no. I'm done
with deadlines.

Hope has me ironed flat.

- Come on, let's get back
inside. She'll be back soon.

What are we gonna say to her?

- The truth. She pretty much
knows everything already.

I can just sit her down
and she'll be all right,

whatever the decisions.

- I do love you, you know.

- No, no. Stop that.

Get your hands off her.

- What on earth are
you doing here, Luke?

Didn't you get my text?

- Why'd you think I'm here?

You're not going back to
him, Sam. I won't allow it.

- I think you're getting a
little bit ahead of yourself.

- I've got the jet waiting.

We'll talk on the
way to Positano.

- You're being ridiculous.

- Please, Sam, I waited for you.

I've waited and waited for years

just knowing he'd
score up eventually.

People like him always do

with their puffed up
sense of importance.

- Please, will you just get up?

- I was there for you.

- I know you are and and
I'm very grateful for it.

- What, grateful?

Is that all you've
got to say to me

after everything I
sacrificed for you?

- Sacrificed?

- Well, yes, but don't you
think there are other women

I could have married?

- That's insane.
- No, it's not.

You're coming with me.

- Are you deaf man?

She said doesn't want
to. Now back off.

Don't give us up for this bully,

this selfish prick,
this talentless hack.

This all round arsehole.

- All right.

- John, what are you doing?
[water splashes]

- Am I supposed to stand here
and take that crap from him?

- Do you see what he's like?

- I think you should leave Luke.

We'll, we'll talking a few days.

- You're not coming with me?

- No.

- Well, don't come whining
to me when it all goes wrong.

In fact, I'm firing you.
I'm firing both of you.

- You can't fire her. She owns
half the company you idiot.

- Then I'll buy her out.

- No, no. She'll buy you out.

- You see, all he's worried
about is his stupid books.

He doesn't give a
rats arse about you.

- That's enough both of you.

Luke, surely you can see
that our friendship became

something it should never have.

- It was beautiful.

- It was a moment
and it was wrong

and if you can't see
that, then I'm sorry.

I'm deeply sorry because I'm
probably losing a friend.

- You are.

- All right then.

Think about it. We've known
each other for over 20 years.

We, we worked together.
We've set up the business.

Do you really want to
throw all that away,

because we made a mistake?

- I'm leaving now

and if you know what's good
for you, you'll come with me.

This is your last chance, Sam.

- Goodbye, Luke.

[faint romantic music]

- What's the matter?

- Can't you hear it?

[John speaks indistinctly]
[Sam laughs]

- What the fuck?

- Well what, what's
with you lot?

Oh, grab some
champagne and join us.

It's over there.

- Just so I know, what
are we celebrating?

- [Both] Time.

- I'll get the champagne.

- Why don't you introduce your
friend? He looks a bit lost.

- Mom, dad, this is Rigo.

- Hi Rigo, nice to meet you.

- Hello.

- Don't be too nice to
him, he's a fire worshiper,

as he has our daughter
under a spell.

- Oh, be nice to him dad,
he's your biggest fan.

- Oh, come on.

- Oh, don't worry about them.
They're from another planet.

I think we deserve
this, don't we?

- Oh no, we do.

- I'm not sure.

- Yeah, I haven't
got a clue either.

- A familia.

- [All] A familia.
[glass clanging]

[romantic music]

- Look after Rigo for me.
I'll be back in a minute.

- [John] Refreshing.

- Would you like to dance?

- [John] Sure.

[Sam laughing]

[call ringing]

- [Harry] Hope,
thanks for calling.

I've been so worried about you.

- Hi, Harry.

Listen, I haven't got
much time to talk, but

I just wanted to
call to let you know

that I'm okay
about you and Rach.

- [Harry] Well that's,
that's good of you, but I-

- Things happen, I know that

and our friendship
is important to me.

- [Harry] It's
important to me too.

- So I'll call you in a couple
of days and we can talk?

Okay?

- [Harry] Yeah and listen,
I'm sorry I hurt you.

- Okay, speak then.

[gentle pensive music]

There's always hope.

- [John] The incessant
ringing wasn't welcome.

It was early after all.

The bright morning sun
streaming down onto the bed

where a man stirs
under the sheets.

He's disorientated for a moment.

His head pounding from
the previous evenings

over indulgence.

Reaching over for the
booming instrument,

he sees the name Hope, writ
large across the screen.

Hope is his daughter, and he's
been avoiding her for days.

- Fucking hell. He's
writing about me.

Dad.

- [Rodrigo] Hey, what's
up, you look angry.

- Angry? You aint
seen nothing yet.

Dad, I've just been
reading you're new story.

It's about me, isn't it.

♪ There is no greater love
than what I feel for you ♪

♪ No greater love

♪ No heart so true

♪ There is no greater thrill
then what you bring to me ♪

♪ No sweeter song that
what you sing to me ♪

♪ There is no greater love

♪ In all the world, it's true

♪ No greater love

♪ Than what I feel for you

♪ Round like a
circle in a spiral ♪

♪ Like a wheel within a wheel

♪ Never ending or beginning

♪ On an ever spinning reel

♪ Like a snowball
down a mountain, ♪

♪ Or a carnival balloon

♪ Like a carousel
that's turning ♪

♪ Running rings
around the moon ♪

♪ Like a clock whose
hands are sweeping ♪

♪ Past the minutes of its face

♪ And the world
is like an apple ♪

♪ whirling silently in space

♪ Like the circles
that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪

♪ Like a tunnel that you
follow to a tunnel of its own ♪

♪ Down a hollow to a cavern
where the sun has never shone ♪

♪ Like a door that
keeps revolving ♪

♪ in a half forgotten dream

♪ Or the ri pples from a pebble
someone tosses in a stream ♪

♪ Like a clock whose
hands are sweeping ♪

♪ Past the minutes of its face

♪ And the world
is like an apple ♪

♪ whirling silently in space

♪ Like the circles
that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪

♪ Keys that jingle
in your pocket ♪

♪ Words that jangle
in your head ♪

♪ Why did summer go so quickly

♪ Was it something
that you said ♪

♪ Lovers walking along a shore

♪ And leave their
footprints in the sand ♪

♪ Is the sound of
distant drumming ♪

♪ just the fingers
of your hand ♪

♪ Pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of a song ♪

♪ Half remembered
names and faces ♪

♪ But to whom do they belong

♪ When you knew that it was
over you were suddenly aware ♪

♪ That the autumn
leaves were turning ♪

♪ to the color of her hair

♪ Like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel ♪

♪ Never ending or beginning
on an ever spinning reel ♪

♪ As the images unwind, like
the circles that you find ♪

♪ In the windmills
of your mind ♪