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Dude, I've been sober
for three months

for the first time since
I was twelve!

- Can't talk now. Chris is leaving.
- He, what?

- It's fine, it's just temporary.
- It's not temporary!

This is Catherine,
my extraordinarily

- beautiful girlfriend.
- Hi.

Sometimes, I find myself
thinking that I'd like to have sexual

intercourse with women
who have penises.

Right!

- What time is it?
- 7:15.

Oh! I love it
when they sleep in.

Why do you think
we don't check and see

if Muireann's still alive
any more?

Because the very act of
doing that could wake her up.

And that's worse
than her being dead.

- Happy anniversary.
- Happy anniversary!

It's such a pathetic anniversary
though, isn't it? Three years.

- Like, that's nothing to be proud of.
- I'm proud of it.

I'm more proud of us
than I am of the kids.

- [groans]
- What? No, I'm serious.

What's to be proud of
there?

I mean, who doesn't want
to take care of their kids?

You'd have to be a monster to
not want to do that. But this?

Maintaining this?

This is the slog.

Thanks, lover.

- Do you ever think
about cheating on me now?

- Mm-hmm.

- But you haven't ever cheated on me?
- No.

- Why not?
- Why haven't I cheated on you?

Because... Loads of reasons.

I mean, the biggest is
you've been pregnant so much,

so, not fucking some
prostitute is the least I can do

when you've been carting
around our babies

- in your body.
- Wha...?

Why does it have to be
a prostitute?

Because if you think I'm going
to put time and money and effort

into maybe getting into some
woman's pants, you're crazy.

If I ever do cheat on you, it's
going to be a cash transaction

with a guaranteed ejaculation, after which
she immediately leaves

so I can ponder suicide
because of how guilty I feel.

Aw! That's so sweet.

What?

Aren't you going to ask
me if I've ever cheated?

So arrogant!

- Why? Have you?
- No.

Oh, but... I did come home
the other day and masturbate

when a hot black guy told
me I smelt good in Tesco's!

Oh... Tesco's?

Um, you know...

Sex with someone else is like
a nice idea in theory, but...

Like, you have a penis,
and it's fine

and you know what
to do with it now,

and sex with a stranger, man?

It's not like it would be any good,
the first six or eight times.

I'd have to train him,
and by then I know him,

he's a person in my life and...

Fuck that. I may as well have
sex with you at that point.

Fair enough.

Frankie's going to be here
for his presents in a moment.

- So better get rid of your boner.
- Oh, shit.

Yeah, he was in here the other
day, kicking it. It was awful.

I don't want my son to have any memories
of any contact with his father's boner.

- That's trouble!
- Mm. Plus kids, you know, they talk.

Yeah, he'll be in nursery today,
"My daddy's penis is hard!"

"My daddy's penis was harder
than normal this morning!"

It's not going down.

Um... think about...

Think about Liza Minnelli
eating hummus.

Hi. I was...

I just want to know...

how much is it?

Is that per hour or per...?

Great!

What the fuck!

You have to stop coming by
without calling first.

If you don't want me in your
apartment, don't give me keys.

- I could've been...
- You could have been what?

Just call first.

I brought round some of
Geoffrey's clothes. Ironed.

Some of... your stuff
got mixed up in there too,

- so I gave them a quick press.
- Thank you.

Some of those boxers
looked like

they'd been worn
for more than a week.

- Well, I don't need you...
- Well, I mean, really. They were grey.

And I don't want to embarrass you, but
there was brown in there too.

It's no way
for a grown man to live.

- Should I buy you some new pants?
- I can buy my own pants.

Oh, can you!
Who's a big boy?

Right.
I'm going to my boot camp.

I put a vegan lasagne in
your freezer compartment.

Thank you.

Morning!

I was just smiling because
you're the first woman that

I haven't wanted to pile
into a taxi the second after I've come.

Well, that's fucking romantic.

- What time is it?
- It's... 7:30.

Oh, bollocks!

I've got a press conference at
9:00 for the Clean Water Trust.

Do you want some breakfast?
I-I feel compelled to feed you.

- I've got a machine that makes omelets.
- No, I've got to run.

I'm seeing you later, right?
You're coming to Tina's?

- I don't think so.
- Why not?

Well, I like you a lot,
and I'm afraid if you see me

with your cabal of do-gooders,
you might realize

that I'm actually
an asshole and a coward.

They're not do-gooders,
they're fuck-ups.

- Like you. Don't be feeble.
- Oh.

All right.
Should I bring anything?

Bring that.

Frankie's in a cake coma.

It's his birthday,
so he shouldn't wake up.

- What time do I put Mee...
- Muireann?

Put her down around 7:30.

She's going to cry for about
20 minutes. What Sharon does is

she hides in the room while
she cries. I don't do that.

I come downstairs and
I put on my headphones

and I listen to the first half
of Appetite For Destruction.

So you can do one of those
but if you pick her up

and you soothe her and you mess up her
sleep training, I'll know

about it and I'll come to
your house and wake you up, okay?

- Okay.
- Great.

So what time are you back?

Well, I don't know
because it's a surprise.

- We'll be back around 11:00.
- Oh.

Okay, so, watch TV,
help yourself to food.

Maybe don't cook
anything.

Last baby-sitter we had would
just really go to town, so...

You know, just use
your discretion.

If there's four chicken
breasts, that's a meal for us

tomorrow probably but, you
know, cereal, a rice cake,

some raisins, just help
yourself to any of that.

- Okay?
- Okay.

And if the mood strikes you
to do a little laundry,

- then go for it.
- I don't do laundry.

Okay. You know, I said,
"If the mood strikes you,"

it's, ah, it's not "Downton Abbey."
Just whatever you like.

I don't like her.

Last time I was here I had
to send my pros-cutto back

because there was
a wee ginger hair on it.

Chris nearly hit the roof.

You mean prosciutto?

Oh, right, yeah.

Well, Chris was the cook
in our house,

- so I never had...
- Shh-shh. Shhhh.

No Chris.

You look very
handsome tonight.

I like the way
you've done your hair.

- It really frames your features.
- Thank you.

Sometimes when a woman
your age wears her hair long,

it can really drag
the face down.

I wish we'd met earlier.

Oh, sorry, but I really
wanted to be on set

because Jeffrey was doing that
scene with Maggie Gyllenhaal.

I'd heard that she was,
well, less than pleasant.

Happy to confirm that.

- I meant earlier in our lives.
- Oh, right, yes.

- That would also have been nice.
- Very nice.

Francesca, I know it's a
bit early in our relationship

but I'm not getting any
younger and neither are you.

A man doesn't meet a
woman like you every day.

I think I would be
a good husband to you.

So if you would do...

And then my stomach started
making all these noises,

probably because I hadn't
eaten in, like, a week

and I thought, "Well, now I
have to shut this fucker up,"

so I held the gun
to my stomach

and I pulled the trigger
but it just went

"click" because, obviously,
I'd already emptied

the clip into the TV earlier.

And I had this moment of
clarity and I called Ash.

- And he pulled me out of it.
- I'll never forget that call.

"Come and get me, please."

Don't know why I called him,

you were dissolving cocaine
in fucking cider

- and injecting it at the time.
- I liked to party.

- He lost custody of his kids.
- Yeah, but I got them back.

He lived in an upturned boat

in a limestone quarry
for two years,

and I mean he fucking
lived there.

Now he's an executive
director at the IMF.

I have never known
one man to take his pain

and translate it
into such pure light.

What a fucking mess! Huh!

God, I mean,
I was never that bad.

You know, I definitely thought I was
going to die but, like, in a fun way,

at a party, not in the flaming
school bus that I'd stolen.

I had people telling me,
"You're scum,"

and, "You're going to
choke on your own tongue,"

etc. but, you know, I always

had money in the bank
and, um, I guess

I sort of failed upwards
career-wise.

Plus I-I was really good-looking
until like two years ago

- when the cirrhosis kicked in.
- You're still good-looking.

I know, but my point is-is,

that I-I pulled out
of the nosedive

before anything
really terrible happened.

So, um, how long
have you been sober for?

Five months.

What?

Five months and one year.

Yeah... uh... one, two,
three, four, five...

Yeah, a-a-a-about one year
and five months. Approx.

- You have cirrhosis, Dave?
- Oh, yeah.

Lose any teeth?

Hell yeah, I lost a tooth.

Couple of others
got quite loose.

Georgia?

Is 30 minutes okay? 'Cause
that makes it an even hundred.

Is there somewhere
I can charge my phone?

This is a bit weird for me.

Not you, you... you're
not weird, you're lovely.

Just the situation is weird.

For me. Um...

- Do you speak English?
- You're handsome, thank God.

Yeah... yeah, yeah... yep.

Right. Here I go.

- Do you want to put them on the chair?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, sorry.

Okay.

Right.

How many knuckles deep?

- How many what?
- It's a joke.

I love it round here.

Um... w-why are we stopping?

This is what we're doing.
I booked us into a cheese workshop.

What do you mean,
a cheese workshop?

A cheese workshop.
We're going to make cheese.

You can't make cheese
in a night.

It takes, like, a year to make a cheese.
You've been hoodwinked.

Well, you don't fully
make your own cheese,

you learn... a, it's like
a cheese-appreciation course.

I already appreciate cheese.

Can you give it a go? I mean,
we do the same thing every year.

We go to a restaurant, you
get drunk, I eat two desserts,

this is different and fun.

Your favorite thing is cheese.

Have you paid for it yet?

- It's free.
- It was...

That was your plan for our
anniversary, a free cheese workshop?

What did you do, throw a
dart at a shit-ideas board?

No, a guy at work
and his nice wife,

who's not an asshole,
did it.

And they said it was fun.
What did you plan?

Nothing, but if I was going to
plan anything,

it would have been better than this.

Let's go.

Let's get some pizza while
we decide on where we eat.

Thank you for a lovely evening.

- And sorry about...
- Oh, it's fine.

I think, Patrick, I want to
just keep things simple for now.

You know, just...

I think maybe there could be
a future for us, in maybe...

four and a half to five years.

You know, when Jeffrey's...

Do you want to wait four
and a half to five years

for something like that?

Well... oh... ah...

Ohh!

- Fran?
- Hey, Fran.

Rob! Patrick,

this is Sharon and Rob.
This is Patrick.

- What are you doing here? Oh!
- Oh, just anniversary dinner.

Well, you picked
a lovely place for it.

Chris and I celebrated our
ten-year anniversary here.

Mm-hmm.

- Try the prosciutto.
- Oh, do they carve it at the table?

Well, we're just going to--
Let's just go in. I'm pretty hungry.

- Well, have a wonderful evening.
- Aww!

- Bye.
- Thank you.

Sharon and Rob.

Shall we...?

Nice place.

It's not mine.

Right.

You're a wild man.

I did not expect.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We can try
something else next time.

- Use a bigger vibrator, take a shower...
- No.

I don't think so.

I love this guy.
Do you watch this show?

- Yeah... No, no. I don't.
- He's funny because he's very fat.

Right.

Right, right, well, I'm just
going to get back to, um...

There's the extra 20 for the...

balls thing.

[laughs]

You fat bastard!

Look at them.
They're so sweet.

Why, because they've
the same hairdo?

No, because of how
happy they are.

They're not even talking
to each other.

Because they don't have to.
They're so peaceful.

It's crazy to think they're
going to be 69ing later

front of the fireplace.

No-one 69s any more.

Except... teenagers,
you know, or in pornos.

- People 69.
- Well, if they do, it's just for show.

It's bullshit. You can't give and receive
pleasure at the same time.

You're just going to do
them both badly. You know...

I don't mind giving you
a blow job...

- Really?
- Yeah.

I mean, I know
I don't do it very often,

but if I do it,
I'm going to do it properly.

You know,
I want to be able to breathe.

And I don't want the
only air available to me

to be the air that's
circulating round your asshole,

which is where my nose would
be parked if we were 69ing.

What do you think she's
going to do when he dies?

- Why is he going to die first?
- Men always die first.

Yeah, well we'll see
about that.

I mean, your stress level's
pretty high.

It wouldn't surprise me
if your heart explodes before you turn 60.

Well, I'm going to try
and hold out till I'm 70,

meet the grandkids
and then,

I'm just going
to pull the ripcord.

- What the hell does that mean?
- I've no interest in being old.

When I'm 70, I just want
to be hidden away somewhere,

drinking gin, just smoking
little black cigars.

I don't want
to see any young people.

Sorry, I forgot
to tell you all this.

Fine, you can
rot in the attic

while I live on the floor below
with my new, fun, young wife.

- New, fun, young wife?
- Yeah, she's Chinese.

- You got a problem with that?
- [laughs]

- Have you noticed
something about tonight?

- What?

We don't normally have
fun on our anniversary.

Well, that's because
we didn't end up

sitting in a room
full of cheese.

No, that's the reason I
wanted to do the cheese thing,

so we didn't wind up
sitting across the table

from each other
crying again.

I just think we should change
the date of our anniversary.

- Okay.
- It's not that

our wedding
wasn't wonderful.

It's just too hard to celebrate
when it's also the date

you watched your baby be
born and then nearly die.

And it's not just that. Like,
I became a wreck on that day.

You know, that's why I
was so shit with Muireann.

I was scared to love her
the way I love Frankie.

'Cause I was afraid of
what would happen to her.

- I'm still scared.
- Nothing's going to happen to her.

Yeah, well you say that,
but it doesn't matter,

because I'm a paranoid
mess now.

- You got away lightly.
- You always do this.

You don't have a monopoly
on pain. Look around you.

She's in pain,
they're in pain.

Other people's pain doesn't
make your pain any less awful.

You didn't even
let me hold Frankie

until he was three weeks old.

I went from being a
single asshole in Boston

to a married-to-a-stranger
asshole in London

with a premature baby
in a little see-through

coffin thing hooked up to,
what, 80 tubes?

I'm sorry.

I've got a sticky toffee
pudding and the profiteroles.

- Who's having what?
- They're both for me.

Can I get another
Sauvignon... bottle?

I think I'll get some cheese.

You said you'd been sober
a year.

Yeah, well,
I'm on my way to being.

What you did was called lying.

And liars don't usually
stay sober for very long.

- Oh, bullshit. That's not what this is.
- Yeah, it is.

No. It's because my
tale of redemption isn't

- "inspirational" enough.
- Your tale of redemption?

You practically soaked through
your panties in there with Ash.

You think because I
just destroyed my liver

and didn't live
in a fucking septic tank

I can't be in your
little bad boys' club?

I could have lived
in a septic tank.

Well, you're obviously
not ready for this.

- Or for me.
- Maybe I'm not.

Maybe I should just go
and butt chug

one of Ash's cocaine smoothies
or whatever the fuck.

So, that's it, then, huh?

Is this it?

Let's make our new anniversary
the date we first met.

Okay. Let's do that.

Which was...?

You look so beautiful
in the moonlight.

It's the fucking
5th of March, asshole.

[phone buzzing]

[sighs]

Hello.

- I miss you.
- What do you miss about me?

- Uh, I don't know.
- Oh! Bye, Chris.

- The way you sing in the kitchen.
- You hate my singing.

Yeah, but it's noise,
isn't it? Cuts through the silence.

That's not a reason.

Okay, I miss the way
you make a sandwich.

I miss hearing the creaky
floorboards

when you're walking around
upstairs.

I miss you saying "Ta-da!"

when you take popcorn
out of the microwave.

- Look, I'm sorry you're lonely, Chris.
- I'm not.

Do you know what
my problem is?

You didn't miss me
when I was there.

You didn't miss me enough to reach
a foot and a half across the bed

- and touch my face.
- Fran...

Well, somebody's
touching my face now.

Somebody actually wants to touch
my face, and my breasts, and...

- and my...
- I get it!

- More Riesling?
- Lovely.

It was Chris.

♪♪ [rock]

♪ I was blind

♪ Now I can see

♪♪ [continues]

Siri, I'd like you to call
my good friend Rob Norris.

Just to confirm,
you'd like to call

- Rob Norris?
- Yes.

I need help from Rob Norris.

Calling Rob Norris.

[panting]

- Is this what you wanted?
- Huh?

Uh-huh.
[chuckles]

[baby cries]

Oh, God.

I'd better get her,
'cause...

Well, what about
sleep training?

Yeah, but she's just...
she sounds upset.

Well, I mean, we're either
sleep training or we're not.

I can't have sex
with a baby crying.

Are you covering my ears?

I'm just-- Hold on minute.
I'm just finishing.

[grunting]

[groaning]

[whimpering]

What you just did
is very bad, okay?

Like, that's how a serial killer
might warm up before a spree.

But just listen.
Is she crying any more?

No, she isn't.

That's because her daddy helped
her with her sleep training.

[moans]

[sighs]

[baby cries]

Oh, God.

[crying continues]

♪♪