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♪ Bah-bah bah-bah-bah

♪ Bah bah-bah bah-bah

♪ I was sleeping and right
in the middle of a good dream

♪ Like all at once I wake up

♪ From something that
keeps knocking at my brain

♪ Before I go insane I
hold my pillow to my head

♪ And spring up in my bed
screaming out the words I dread

-♪ I think I love you
-♪ I think I love you

♪ I think I love you So
what am I so afraid of?

♪ I'm afraid that
I'm not sure of

♪ A love there is no cure for

♪ I think I love you

♪ Isn't that what
life is made of?

♪ Though it worries me to say

♪ That I've never
felt this way...

Mm-hm.

♪ I think I love you

Oh!

- Ugh! I hate you.
- No, you don't, Grizz.

You're right. I love you,
boo bear. Now fuck off.

- I will. Love you.
- Love you.

Oh, no, no, no,
Mrs Chen. Your hip.

Here, I'll get that for you.

Now, about this
wedding registry.

Oh, honestly, you don't have
to get us anything, please.

I am buying you a gift.

Everything on your list
is a little pricey,

I'm embarrassed to say.

OK, thanks for the feedback.

But, then, I listen
to you two having sex,

so why should I be embarrassed?

You listen to us having sex?

What do you do? Do you
put a glass to the floor?

A
patient man, Nathan.

Whoo! OK!

Well, maybe next time
you can come over

and it could be an
immersive experience.

How's about that?

Oh, my God. What
have you got in here?

♪ Hey, I'm in love

♪ My fingers keep on clicking
to the beating of my heart

♪ Hey, I can't stop my feet

♪ Ebony and ivory

♪ And dancing in the street

♪ My heart is beating
like a jungle drum

♪ With a digga boom-boom
Digga-digga boom-boom

♪ My heart is beating
like a jungle drum...

Come on, girl.

Oh, to be fair,

I did want to do a
bottomless brunch.

Four, five...

I think I'm about to give birth.

Six, seven.

One, two...

"Oh, my God, I'm so embarrassed."

"I've forgotten my top
and now all you can see

are my perfectly defined abs."

Excuse me. This
is for your benefit.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I
didn't know you could hear us.

- Guys.
- I am so sorry.

I deserved that, to be fair.
Oh, my God, I hate myself.

Well, you should, catty bitch.

Oh!

Can we crack on, please?

- What number are we going from?
- Um, four.

No, we've already done four!

Well, tough titties. Let's go.

Four...

Do you know what?
I'm done with love.

It's time-consuming,
self-delusional.

- It's pathetic. It's...
- Mm. No.

- It's just a charade.
- No, no, no.

It can be wonderful,
life-affirming...

Yeah, but you've got Frank.

- Oh...
- Yeah, well, yeah.

I hate that this arsehole
knobhead has done this to you.

Look, I just need some
no-strings-attached sex.

- Oh, my God.
- I think maybe I just need to become an Instagram fuck.

No, you're like Pinocchio,

you've got so many
strings attached to you.

No, I'm a real boy!

Look, I found Nathan,
and he is amazing,

but relationships are hard.

It's mostly the bit of odd sex

sandwiched in between, "What's
the television password?"

and "Here are some
clever storage solutions,

don't you think, honey?"

Honestly, the highlight of
my mam and dad's marriage

is my mother picking
my dad's blackheads.

- Eugh.
- Please do not write your own vows.

Oh! I have to go write
my own vows. Goodbye.

Oh!

Ah!

Oh!

♪ Mild exercise done

♪ I am nailing my life

Nathan!

Oh, it's such a pity
that you're sleeping,

because I'm wearing
nothing but nipple tassels

and a willingness to please.

Grizz.

Nathan.

Nathan.

Yes, through
this way, Walter.

OK, just be careful.

Is he gonna be OK?

- Going down.
- Yeah.

- Take it slow.
- Yeah.

- You're doing really well.
- Thank you, David.

- OK.
- Tricky.

- You just need to tilt it.
- Tilt it how?

- Where am I gonna tilt it?
- If you just tilt it left.

Let me come down to...

Sorry. If you're tilting
it left... I'm sorry.

- You tilt it right.
- Uh, left...

- Dropping, dropping, dropping!
- Hold it!

Fucking hell. Are you all right?

I'm so sorry.

Is this your bike?

Oh, oh! What...

Oh.

Um...

If you'd like to come through.

Um, I tried
to, you know,

uh, resuscitate him.

Did I... Did I mess it up?

No, no, no, no. His
pupils were fixed.

Wide black dilation.
He was dead.

The most likely cause would have
been a paradoxical embolism.

That's when a blood clot
travels from the vein

through to an artery.

It's not always fatal,

but is in this case.

I think the force of
putting on the sock

sent the clot from an
artery in the leg...

Well, this is embarrassing.

Couldn't I have died
getting mauled by a bear

or fighting in a war
that I didn't believe in?

No. Death by sock.

Massive sudden stroke.

I... I don't think he
would have felt any pain.

Gemma, love...

- She just needs some space.
- She needs us.

Please, please,
can we get a dog?

I'm not putting
myself through it.

I'm not actually joking.

I still cry when I
think of Ginger Ninja.

- Ginger.
- Wha...

So because 30 years
ago your cat died,

you're just done
with all attachments?

Oh, yes! I mean, I still just
regard you as an acquaintance.

You're a fucking
toilet brush, mate!

- Thank you.
- Yeah, well, he's my fucking toilet brush!

I'll get it.

Oh, Ruth, love!

Oh!

Derek, Derek, it's Ruth.

I can see that, Lorraine.

- Hello.
- Hello, my love.

She didn't go to Johannesburg.

Come here.

Here, look at me.

Survival kit.

♪ Hear me You're
living in vertigo

♪ Headache Don't say
that I told you so

♪ Breathe in I
need it like oxygen

♪ Breathing you in

♪ Heatwave

♪ But there's
snow on your shoes

♪ Breaking Like
nobody asked you to

♪ Breathing I need
it like oxygen

♪ Breathing you in

Hey.

I love you.

I mean, look, I know that we're
in this really old cemetery...

- It's historical.
- And that it's very early in our relationship.

But... But I do not
care, because I love you.

♪ Bah bah-bah-bah
Bah-bah bah-bah-bah...

- What?
- Oh, Jesus.

- What the bejesus is this?
- Oh, my God. Oh, shit.

- I'm sorry. Let me turn it off.
- No, do not turn this off.

I wanna hear this.
The Partridge Family.

What's that? Like an
alt-right Christian group?

Uh, no. It's a TV show in
the States in the '70s.

It... doesn't matter.

- ♪ I think I love you...
- Doesn't matter.

Oh, my God, did you plan
to have that playing

to, like, mark the moment?

No, no, if I had planned this,

I would have chosen a much,
you know, cooler song.

Oh, what, so someone uncool must
have put this on your phone?

Well, yeah, that's... that's the
only reasonable explanation, yeah.

What kind of monster
would do such a thing?

There are bad people out there

and they like their
things groovy.

- So, what you said before...
- Yeah.

Well, I feel like
if I said it now,

you'd think I was only saying
it because you said it first.

Mmm. I don't want that.

I don't want that,
cos that would be bad.

- Well, it would cheapen it.
- Yeah.

- And cheap is the worst.
- Cheap is the worst.

But I will say that
I like you... a lot.

Like, a lot, a lot?

Like... an average lot.

♪ Do you think you love me?

♪ I think I love you

OK, cancel photographer,
venue, catering, stripper.

- You booked a stripper?
- Oh, yeah. Um...

Bjorn Big. Amazing dancer.

Oh.

- He's... got good teeth.
- Mm.

Audrey's not here.
Don't leave a message.

Hi. It's me, Gemma, again.

I think you're supposed to
be on a plane to London.

I'm not sure if you're
getting any of my messages,

but it's about
your brother, um...

I... I can't do
this over the phone.

Audrey, please,
please call me back.

I am begging you.

So, are we supposed
to go to the airport

and just hope that Nathan's
sister got on her flight?

She's not on any social media.

It's inexcusable. It's not 1993.

No, Ruth, it's not
1993. Well observed.

Mm.

How's Frank, Ruth?

Yeah, we're really happy. Why?

Oh, no, I just saw
his mum at Tesco's.

Oh, yes, well, yeah. She's
bitter about her boobs.

She's suing the
doctor. Sad, really.

I thought her
breasts looked nice.

- Are you drinking?
- Mam, leave him alone.

- What? No.
- Oh!

At a time like
this. Sorry, Gemma.

He means well. But you know men.

It's a wonder they manage to piss without
us pointing their dicks at the toilet.

So, I have a question.

Why am I not wearing any socks?
Cos my ankles are freezing.

Because the last time you put
on socks, Nathan, you died,

so maybe now is not
the time to bitch at me

about how the dead you would
appear in my imagination.

That's actually pretty petty.

She won't show.
You know she won't.

♪ Like a broken
chair, off-kilter

♪ Like a muddy pool, no filter

♪ Up, down, lost, found

♪ Jumping off, looking back

♪ Bounce, dizzying spin...

Goddamn!

Old people are hot!

I'm Gemma.

Oh, the bride! Hey! Here.

Oh, this old thing?

Don't worry. It's not mine.

Sorry, what do you
mean, that isn't yours?

So, this super-sweet gay couple,

we bonded over Mean Girls.

I still can't believe
"fetch" isn't a thing.

Anyway, they wanted a baby,
so Richard used his sperm

and Haru got his sister's
ovum and I'm the oven.

Ding!

- Wow, that's really nice of you.
- I know, right?

I'm making a family for these
people I hardly even know.

Even if they weren't paying me
a lot of money, I'd still do it.

I mean, I wouldn't, but, still,
it's a really good thing to do.

- How much money?
- Oh, my God, Ruth, you're not allowed to ask that.

Where's Nathan?

Maybe we should sit down.
There's a café right here.

Yeah, I could have a
coffee. Gemma, coffee?

I tried to call you,
like, a bunch of times.

Left loads of messages
on your phone.

So... where is he?

You should have
picked up your phone.

He's dead.

Nathan didn't tell me
how funny you were.

Or... weird.

But, uh, I... I could, uh...

Like, uh... Like...

- That's a really nice handbag.
- Yeah, um... Yeah.

It's... It's Prada.

Eugh.

Eugh. It's fine.
It's fine. It's...

You know, it's Pra... It's
Prada, but, you know, it's...

- Eugh.
- It's totally fine.

Oh!

Audrey, love, I know
it's not my place,

but, um, we really should
contact your mother.

Mam, it's complicated.

Well, someone
knows where she is.

I thought I wanted to see
her after my dad died, but...

- Can I be honest with you, Lorraine?
- Yeah.

I've had a lot of
therapy to work through

this whole Mom
abandoning us thing,

and I'm in such a
good place right now

that if I did see her, it
probably would be fine,

but it also probably wouldn't,

and I'd end up
screaming, "Thundercunt!"

while I beat her
with a coat hanger.

I'm kidding, by the way.

I would not use a coat hanger.

We'll be fine.

I've never used this
expression before

and I do not use it
lightly, but she's trouble.

Go.

I mean, I know she's Nathan's
sister, of course, but...

- She's a nut.
- Oh, my God. Good night.

Did you do this?

Nathan said you were an artist,

but I wasn't expecting
you to be good.

Yeah. I mean, I'm not an artist.

I just... I just edit the
contrast of elderly people

on a pensioners' magazine.

And I do graphs. I mean, they're
good graphs, but still...

So, the baby's dads, are they
gonna let you see the kid?

Yeah, they want the whole
"keeping me involved" deal

so I don't end up feeling used.

Regular photos, visits,
blah, blah, blah.

But I'm such a continuous
momentum type of person

that when I come to the end
of something, I'm, like, done.

- Like, done.
- Right.

I don't have to
stay here, you know.

Oh, no, we were always
expecting you to stay, Audrey.

Yeah, but I don't have
to... now, you know?

I mean, where would you go?

- I'm very resourceful.
- Oh, right.

- I am.
- No, I didn't say you weren't.

But I'm hardly gonna
throw a pregnant woman

out on the street.

- It's not Bethlehem.
- Oh.

You really hurt him when you didn't
come for Christmas, you know?

He paid for the flights. All
you had to do was turn up.

But I've only ever seen him
cry twice, and he cried.

When was the other
time he cried?

When Marlin finally finds Nemo.

Shall we follow Nathan inside?

People have spoken so
warmly about Nathan.

He was obviously a
very special man.

Yeah.

Mind you, people
do tend to speak

very highly of the deceased.

Hello.

We are here today to
celebrate the life

of Nathan Petraszewski.

- Is that Polish?
- Yes.

Yeah, that makes
sense.

The Poles are a
big-hearted people.

You say "Polish", I
think "big hearts".

Great sausages.

Auschwitz.

Nathan inspired love and
affection in everyone he knew.

That makes today difficult. Why?

Because he's dead. And we're
not ready to say goodbye.

Doesn't matter whether
you're one or 101,

we're never ready
to say goodbye.

One is obviously the worst.

101, well, great innings,
you know, not unexpected.

See, this is what happens when you
don't go with a priest in a church.

You get Kathy's
boyfriend. You get Ian.

His online reviews are
glowing, Lorraine. Glowing!

Shh! Just shut up.

I myself know
a thing or two

about wrong priorities,
wasting minutes on Earth.

Some years ago, I had a menswear
shop off the Essex Road.

Suitability.

Yeah? Thank you.

Unfortunately, you need
more than a clever name

to take on the big
boys of fashion retail,

I'll tell you that
much for nothing.

Right now I'm facing
yet another bankruptcy,

my wife has left me
for good this time,

and as much as I need her
screaming in me ear hole

like a knee in the balls, I
don't wanna die alone either!

- I can't...
- Pretend it's not happening.

And you know what all
this has taught me?

It's taught me to stop!

Breathe.

And remember...
four little letters.

Oh, please don't say "love". If he
says "love", I'm gonna kill him.

Four little letters
that bring us together

and make the world a
more beautiful place.

MDMA. Ha! I'm joking.

It's "love". L-O-V-E.
What are you doing? Oi!

- It's not open mic night, love.
- This isn't how my brother...

None of this is
how it should be.

- Can I...
- Why are you still standing here?

- OK.
- Get out!

Oh, I'll pop in there.

Would you feck off, Ian?

Further away. Further!

Oh, OK.

My brother deserves, like...

a really amazing celebration.

None of this feels
like it's about Nathan,

and it doesn't say we love him.

And we do, right?

I love him more than
anything in the world.

So he said it's
a paradoxical embolism,

and she was laughing.

Gemma's response,
denial, is totally normal

at this stage of the process.

I was on a flight to Washington,

and we lost 36B.

Heart attack. Dead.

Every flight attendant's
worst nightmare.

God. Well, that's awful, Ruth.

Yeah, but it felt so
normal, reflex, even,

to just keep offering him
meals and light refreshments.

It was only when I looked up
from the food service trolley

and saw the blanket belted over
his head that I remembered,

"Oh, yeah, he doesn't want
the chicken or the fish."

Right.

And in third place
on 41, He's Not A Paedo.

In second place, The Betty White
Preservation Society on 45.

- Hey!
- Whoo!

And in first place,
last week's champs,

Gwyneth's Head Is In The
Box, with an impressive 47.

Winners!

And now something a
little unorthodox.

- A bonus question.
- Ooh!

The most important
question of the evening,

nay, for some of you, the most
important question of your lives.

Ooh!

What film am I? I'm
a romantic comedy.

Eugh. Vom. Right, I'm
gonna get the beers in.

- No, sit down.
- Ow!

Oh, my God, you just hit me!

He's American,
extremely good-looking,

with an arse as pert as the
first stone fruit of the season.

Bit of an exaggeration.

She is a goddess,

beautiful, complicated

and completely unique.

Oh, my God, sounds
fucking woeful.

Who wrote this shit?

Ow! Ow. Why are you kicking me?

They meet on a foggy
night in Old London Town.

She entrances him by
swigging gin from her handbag

and sharing her loud
opinions on cat poo.

He entrances her by
leaving his own party

and following her to the
deepest depths of Hackney.

OK, guys, I'm not getting this.
Shall we just put Notting Hill?

In a dead-end lane, they attend
a festival of the oppressed...

- Oh, my God.
- at an anarchist warehouse squat...

No! Oh, my God, no!

Where, instead of planning
to smash the state...

I'm gonna die. I'm
actually gonna die. No.

She convinces him that Who's
the Boss? is a searing satire

of class and gender, and
nobody vacuums like...

- Tony Danza, I...
- Tony Danza.

Oh, God. Stop it.

Before she met him,

she said she never wanted
to get married, but...

I'm actually gonna die.

- No. Oh, please, God.
- Shh, shh, shh!

Thanks.

Check... Oh.

Uh, microphone voice.

- I'll murder you.
- Um...

Uh...

I've always been a
pretty self-sufficient...

I've always been a pretty
self-sufficient guy, um...

All my life, you know, I've,
uh, always taken care of myself.

That's just the way it was, and
that's just who I am, you know?

And I got by. It was
fine, you know, um...

You still gotta wake up
every morning. Right?

And... And then I meet you and,
um, my whole world changed.

It was like, uh...

It was like I've been
sitting alone in the dark,

and I didn't even realise it
until you turned on the lights.

So, um...

- Mm.
- Will you marry me?

And there are a lot
of people watching,

so if the answer
is no right now,

just say yes and then
you can say no later, OK?

I just...

Ah, yeah, why not?

Whoo! I
was dying to tell you!

Whoo-hoo!

- Hooray!
- Oh. Oh!

Stop it.

I love you.

What about presents?

I mean, people might
have bought presents.

Good idea.
Cancel the registry.

Stop! Can everyone just shush?

Uh, so, this might sound mad,

but, um, Nathan really
wanted to marry me.

Like, really wanted to marry me.

So... why not get married?

Uh...

Gemma, love, uh...

Nathan is dead.

Yeah, Mam, I know that.
Thanks for the heads-up.

We just attended the world's worst
funeral, and that's my point.

We were supposed to
be getting married,

that's what we were
supposed to be doing,

not whatever today was.

And our story cannot end on Ian,

a man who probably does
weird stuff to lizards.

Well, the bit where they played
"Ave Maria" was quite nice.

Yeah, but, Mammy, it had
nothing to do with Nathan.

Aren't we supposed to be
doing what Nathan wanted?

And what he wanted, God, what
he wanted was to get married.

Tracey Emin married a rock.

I'm just saying, people
do weird shit for love.

Well, thanks for that, Audrey.

Yeah.

I really want to keep
my promise to him.

And if Tracey Emin
can marry a rock,

then I wanna marry Nathan.

Right.

- Smell my breath.
- What? No!

- Smell it.
- Smell your breath!

You get that
chicken soup smell?

It's so weird. I
don't eat chicken.

- OK, let me search this. Oh.
- No, no, it's OK.

"Can I marry my cousin?"
No. "My dog?" No.

- Oh.
- Oh, there. "My dead fiancé."

Yes. "The Lord Chief Justice

may authorise a
solemnisation of marriage

if one of the spouses died

after the completion
of official formalities

marking an unequivocal consent."

- "Official formalities", what is that?
- So that's like giving notice.

So, in England, you have to
go to the registry office

before you get married
and answer questions like,

"Oh, are you already married?"

or "Do you have
the same parents?"

Is there a lot of
incest in England?

I'd say above average.

But the point is Nathan and
I gave notice months ago.

It's unequivocal consent.

It's proof that Nathan
wanted to marry me.

Wow! So you can, technically,
marry a dead guy.

That is fucked up!

I'm not judging.

I once dated a woman who
thought we evolved from fish.

We did, though.

Oh, look, I can marry Nathan if
the Lord Chief Justice approves.

But how do we get approval?

Let's ask her.

♪ Don't lock up your love

♪ Don't lock up
your love from me

♪ When you know
I've got the key

♪ Don't lock up
your love from me

♪ Cos I'll walk
right up on you

♪ And I'll set your heart free

♪ Don't lock up your love

♪ Don't lock up
your love from me

♪ When you know
I'm your desire

♪ Don't lock up
your love from me

♪ And although you
resist me, baby

♪ I'll be fuelling the fire

♪ Oh, oh...

Yes! There it is.

The Lord Chief Justice
at a conference.

- Let's do it!
- No, Audrey, no.

Gemma, do you love Nathan?

Do you wanna marry him?

Yeah, OK. Well, it's time
to woman the fuck up.

Grab hold of your labia.
Let's do this! Yeah!

Oh, my God!

- She actually hit the bone.
- Sorry.

Wow, that is a fabulous dress.

Oh, found our names.

Here's me and here's you.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hm.

- Valerie Goldsmith.
- Oh, uh, Ms Goldsmith.

Sorry. Didn't recognise you.
The American accent threw me.

Hm?

I thought you were British.

Mm. Yeah.

I
was born in Australia.

But
my father's German.

In zee army. Ein Oberstleutnant.

So I grew
up, you know, everywhere.

I went to medical
school at Paris.

Then
my residency in Texas.

So I don't know what accent's
gonna fly out of my mouth.

OK.

Oh, sorry, yes, I'm...

I'm Kevin Wu.

Thanks so much.

Now that we're here, I feel
like we really should have had a plan.

A plan!

Kevin. You get to be Valerie
and I have to be Kevin.

It's a gender-neutral name.

No genders want to
be called Kevin.

Can we just take one
of these? Thank you.

Kevin Wu.

Yes, that is me.

Uh... I didn't think you'd be...

Oh, well...

David, um...

It's actually a
gender-neutral name.

Yeah. Get with the times.

Yeah. Wise up, man.

Well, I was just
reading your report

into mandatory sentencing.

It's a bit draconian,
don't you think?

No evidence it works as an
effective deterrent anywhere.

Uh, she was drunk
when she wrote it.

She has a drinking problem.

That was actually tea.

Lie to me. I don't care.

But when you lie to
yourself, you break my heart.

Shall we?

The
conference is commencing now.

It was lovely
meeting you, David.

- Fuck!
- Mm-mm.

Oh, God.

All rise.

Good afternoon.

Neil.

So, shall we get started?

We agree that the
status quo isn't working,

but we're yet to be convinced

that there's any merit
in zones of tolerance.

And if you allow women who work
in the prostitution profession

to continue their trade

and indeed offer them...

concessions and securities,

it will send entirely
the wrong message...

chiefly because it legitimises
what is a criminal act.

You don't incentivise someone
to make something of her life

if you simply offer
them the easy way out.

I'm sorry, Valerie,

was there something you wanted
to contribute between naps?

Actually, Neil, I do
have something to say.

No, no, no,
no. Shh, shh, shh.

Easy way out?

You ever fought an ex-marine
over a can of corn?

You ever have to
sleep in a dumpster

cos you were afraid of
being raped or worse?

Cos I have.

So, yeah, I may have done some
pretty ugly things in my life,

but I didn't just survive.

I sur-thrived!

What is it that you find
so threatening, Neil?

That women should be
paid for something

you think you're
entitled to for free?

- Yes!
- That's it!

I agree.

That kind of personal attack
is completely unjustified.

You know what, Neil?

Fuck the police!

Oh.

No.

Two, four, six, eight!

Stop the violence!
Stop the hate!

Two, four, six, eight!

Smash the police state!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

When I say, "Whose streets?",
you say, "Our streets".

Whose streets?

- Let's try again, OK?
- No.

When I say, "Whose streets?",
you say, "Our streets".

- Whose streets?
- No.

Our streets.

Sorry I'm late. I'm Valerie.

- Oh, fuck.
- I think is my seat.

Oh, um...

Your Lord Chief of Justice,

um, I was wondering
if I could talk to you

about a posthumous marriage.

Um... I suppose now is not a
very good time, though, is it?

Who are you?

- Oh! Um, I'm...
- She's Kevin Wu.

Jesus, your hands are freezing.

It's like being molested
by a penguin. Eugh!

In retrospect, you probably
should have had a plan.

Now,
see, the mushroom layer

is the best part.

You sure you don't want
just a little bite?

No.

- No?
- No.

- OK.
- Um, you know what?

Uh, like, not that I should, uh,

trust your judgement in light
of your recent actions, but...

do you think that this whole
wedding thing is bonkers?

"Bonkers" is such a cute word.

Almost as cute as "tea cosy".

Yeah.

Yeah, no. No. No, no,
no. I mean, do you...

Like, do you think that
this is, like, insane?

- Like, is it crazy?
- Definitely.

OK, you're not getting
what I'm saying.

What I mean is,
like, am I wrong?

No. Not at all.

Yeah, see, now,
that... that should...

that should set off a
load of alarm bells,

because the only person who gets
me is practically certifiable.

Yes. Oh, what?

So, I have to wear
a stupid white dress

and you won't even wear
one flashing bow tie?

No, no, no.

It's not about your dress. I
don't care about your dress.

It's just about how, you know,

you seem so uncomfortable
with everything, you know?

I mean, are you so embarrassed
with getting married

that the only way that we can have
this wedding is if it's in air quotes?

Because whenever you talk
with anyone about it,

it's always, "Oh, no, it's not a
wedding. It's a conscious coupling."

"Oh, no, it's not a
wedding. It's a visa scam."

Oh, my God. Have
a sense of humour.

You're so earnest and American.

I'm sorry. I just...

I feel like you only said yes

because there were a
bunch of people there.

And that's on me. That's on me.

I went with the big,
dumb, romantic gesture.

I'll be honest, Nathan, I don't
know what more you want from me.

I just wanna feel like this means
as much to you as it means to me.

Well, that's impossible. Also, nobody
knows how they'll feel in 50 years' time.

Wh... Are you saying you
don't believe in marriage?

I mean, it's important to
you, so I'm marrying you.

What I do promise is that I
will be always honest with you

about how I feel, always, so...

Yeah, but you ended every
relationship you've had.

Yeah, yeah, I got out of
them before they went bad,

but the point is I'm
trying with you, Nathan.

I am fucking trying.

Actually, would you rather
we were like my parents?

They don't even sleep in
the same room as each other.

I actually don't think they
even like each other any more.

Life isn't like The
Partridge Family,

where everyone just
gets on a fuckin' bus

and sings feel-good songs.

- Wow. So, you're "trying"?
- Yes.

OK. Well, I'm sorry,
but I don't think

someone should have to try
when it's someone they love.

It shouldn't be some
sort of Herculean effort.

Oh, my God, I actually can't
believe we're doing this again.

Just because I don't say it all
the time, it doesn't mean...

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
It's not about that, OK?

This is about the
fact that I feel like

I am the one driving
everything, like, everything.

I am the one that made us
finally settle on a date.

I got us the custom
piñatas, the lanterns.

I even designed the bouquet!

I may care about this too much,

but you don't seem to care
about it, like, at all.

That is not fair,
Nathan. That is not fair.

Yeah? I know you haven't
started writing your vows.

I actually think that you are so
scarred from your mother leaving

that you're trying
to lock me in.

But the truth is,
Nathan, in real life,

families will break
your fuckin' heart.

Hey! Have you seen these?

I
feel like fuckin' my uncle

and riding a mechanical
bull, goddamnit.

Come on!

And here. And again here.

And here.

And here.

A letter requesting a
posthumous marriage,

also known as necrogamy.

Necrogamy.

Saves having to fake a
lifetime of orgasms, I suppose.

It's from Miss Gemma Fitzgerald.

She was here at the conference
pretending to be Kevin Wu.

Oh, yes, her.

Have you heard that Kevin
Wu has an alcohol problem?

I know. Should I send him
some flowers on your behalf?

Why? He's an alcoholic,
not an expectant mother.

No, draft a letter.

"Dear Ms Fitzgerald,
yadda, yadda, yadda. No."

I've looked into it,
and, technically,

I mean, technically,

her request is not
without legal foundation.

The 1807 Posthumous Marriage Act

was created during
the Napoleonic Wars

to enable betrothed
couples separated by war,

and ultimately death, to marry.

The act's never been
overturned, so, technically...

You've got the sort of face that
absolutely begs to be punched.

Fuck me with a pickle.
Dylan Campbell.

God! I miss him.

Whoa. You're...
You're with child.

- Don't I know it.
- Ha!

Come on in.

Come on.

Everyone, this is
Dylan Campbell.

Dylan Campbell? What
are you doing here?

I am so sorry.

Oh, wow. Yeah. OK.

Yeah. Yeah, thank...

Uh, this is Nathan's
best friend from home.

- Dylan.
- Hey.

I just wanted to be with people

who knew and loved
him, you know?

And my flight was
non-refundable, so...

Fuck me with two pickles.

What?

We have a meeting with
the Lord Chief Justice.

No!

What? Audrey!

- Oh!
- We did it!

- Guys, how amazing is this?
- Mm!

- It's just round here.
- Thank you.

Some of these books are
hundreds of years old,

which is just a
few years younger

than the Lord Chief Justice.

Don't tell her I said that.

- No.
- Shh.

Thank you so much for
agreeing to meet with us,

especially after, um...
what happened last time.

Yes, well, love makes us
do mad things, doesn't it?

For what it's worth, I agreed with
what you said at the conference.

Neil Ashford's idea of helping
vulnerable women is to incarcerate them,

so well done you for calling
him out on his bullshit.

So, actually, you're
grateful I was there.

- No, you ruined the event.
- Oh.

So, let's get down to
the business in hand.

- Necrogamy.
- A horrible word.

No one has been granted a
posthumous marriage licence

- in this country since...
- 1816.

What I don't understand
is, why marry him?

It'd be purely symbolic.

Yes, but aren't most marriages
just symbolic things?

I mean, rings, certificates,

they're all just
symbols, aren't they?

No, I'd have to
disagree with you there,

speaking as someone who's
been married and divorced

more than once.

No, if rings and certificates

were all we had to live with...

No.

Marriage doesn't
exist in the symbolic

but in the real lived now.

Have you heard of Irène Jodart?

Remind me.

Well, she was this
woman in France

who, in the '50s, her fiancé
was killed when this dam broke,

and it killed a couple
of hundred other people.

And when President de Gaulle
came to visit the village,

she begged him to let her marry
her fiancé, and he agreed.

And maybe it was because of
the pressures of the media,

or maybe it was because
he felt sorry for her,

or maybe it was
because he understood

that sometimes the
symbolic is all you have.

Oh.

Mm. Well, you know the problem
with the French, don't you?

They're just too...

French?

See, if I'm to even
consider your proposal,

I need the family's approval.

- Oh, well, I mean...
- I approve.

And you need to
demonstrate without doubt

that Mr Petraszewski would have
married you had he not died.

Yes, we have the...

And the letter of
intention to marry

isn't going to get you anywhere.

I could give Alan here
a letter of my intention

to go to Pilates this evening,

but he knows as well as I do
that I'll be at home on the sofa

finishing a bottle of Malbec.

Just the one bottle?

I'll do the jokes,
thank you, Alan.

No, I'm afraid what you're
asking is impossible.

No.

If they can fake the moon
landing, nothing is impossible.

We will find you proof and this
woman will marry my brother.

Do you even exist inside
your mind for five minutes?

Thank you so much for your time.

I'll see you out.

OK, uh, I think I've got
everything that you need here.

- Um, so, I've got a copy of the menu.
- Oh, yeah.

And I've also got a
copy of the invoice

which shows the date
you made the booking

and how much of the deposit
you've already paid.

So, enough proof that you were
planning a wedding, I should think.

Yeah. That's... That's great.
Thank you very much, Tim.

That's really helpful.

I think this probably
isn't the best time,

but then you think,
"When is the best time?"

And then you sort of end
up never actually asking.

What?

I don't want to speak
ill of the dead...

Oh, my God, Tim. What
are you talking about?

I'm pretty sure I
caught Nathan cheating.

- What?
- My brother would never...

I saw him go to the
men's room and he was...

He was on his phone.

And?

He was on his phone, Gemma.

Completely compromises
the integrity of the event

if dishonest people think they
can just google the answers.

Oh, the quiz. He's talking
about cheating on the quiz. OK.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

And more importantly, why
do you look like a marmot?

- Audrey...
- Wait. Oh...

The questions don't
write themselves, OK?

The themed montage and
accompanying soundtrack

does not cut itself together.

So, when someone does not
respect the no-phones policy,

it's like saying what
I do doesn't matter.

It's like saying I don't matter.

I just called you a
rodent. You don't matter!

My brother is dead and
you're focused on trivia,

which, by its very
definition, is trivial!

I am sorry that your
brother is dead,

but that does not give you an
excuse to be excessively rude.

You ever had your ass
kicked by a pregnant woman?

Can you calm down and stop
overturning furniture, please?

You keep looking at
me like I'm crazy

and this foetus and
I will fuck you up!

OK, OK. Yep.

I take it you no longer

wanna proceed with
the wedding booking.

Oh, no, it'd be lovely to
have it here. That'd be grand.

Thanks, Tim.

Oh.

- Feel this.
- Oh, no. Really?

- Really.
- Oh. Aah!

Feel that?

- God, that's nuts.
- Do you?

Yeah, yeah, that's really weird.

- Wow.
- Sorry.

- No, that's... Yeah.
- Yeah.

God.

I, uh, didn't tell
Nathan about the baby.

I thought he'd, you know,
"What's wrong with you?"

"You just keep jumping from one poorly
thought-out decision to another."

You know, I... I... I think he
would have been proud of you.

You're making a
family for someone.

- Really? You think?
- Yeah.

I mean, he'd be super critical

about your
decision-making, sure.

Obviously. There is
so much to criticise.

Yeah, but I think
he'd support you.

Do you know what? In
fact, I am sure of it.

He would support you.

Um, you know how I, uh,
didn't make it for Christmas?

I missed my flight because
I didn't have the bus fare

to get to the airport.

I had $6.37 in my account
and nowhere to sleep. Uh...

I mean, where were your friends?

I'm not really good
at the friends thing.

I want them, but after a while,
they don't really want me.

So, Nathan dies thinking that
I don't give a shit about him.

He's the only person in
my life that I care about

and I let him think that
because I didn't have...

Come on. Come here.

We're never gonna
be OK again, are we?

No, probably not.

OK, come on.

I've got a wedding
dress to try on.

Oh, drum roll. Yeah.
This is the... Oh.

- Oh, wow. Oh, my God.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, you look gorgeous.

Yeah, I think... I just
think it's probably, like,

- maybe half an inch too wide.
- That's easy. Let's have a look.

I don't wanna have to wear a
bra, so I want that support.

- You want a bit of a lift.
- Yeah, yeah, exactly.

So, just whatever
you're doing there.

OK, hang on. So, let's try
that. A bit of a... Hang on.

- Perfect.
- A bit of a pinch like that.

Is there any way of, like, bringing
the bones of it in to lift it up?

- Or is that a mad thing to suggest?
- No, that's...

I mean, it's very
traditional, but I like it.

And then we've got pockets.

- What?
- Yeah. Yeah.

- Oh, my God! No way!
- Yeah.

Finally! Pockets!
It's got pockets!

You know? Just, like, you
would never think of it.

Is that dress
strictly appropriate?

I don't know what's appropriate,

but this is the dress
that I chose to wear,

so that's what I'm wearing.

And you are absolutely
smokin' in it.

Your husband is going
to die. Hm?

Gemma, I'm trying to
be supportive, but...

Mammy, don't do, "I'm not
trying to nag you." Stop it.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

"If you don't want your face to
be so obviously asymmetrical,

why don't you just tilt it?"

Stop it.

Well, it is less obvious
when you tilt it left.

Um, excuse me, Jilly,
could you, um...

Could you give us
a moment, please?

- Oh, absolutely.
- Thanks, babe.

Gemma, look, have the
party, call it a wedding.

Why do you have
to make it legal?

- Because I have to, Mammy.
- Gemma, what you need...

What I need, Mammy, is for everyone
to stop telling me what I need!

- I brought bubbles!
- Lovely!

- There you go.
- Oh, thank you very much.

Cheers.

- That's for you.
- Thank you.

Party. Yeah?

- Isn't she stunning, hey?
- Ah.

You really do look beautiful.

No, it's tasteful but fun.

Traditional but sexy.

So, your mum can
be proud of you,

but later in the bedroom,
Mum's not around, oh!

You know what I'm talking
about. Ah!

The groom is dead!

This is too much.
Here, take that.

Thanks for dinner.

You're welcome.

Oh, I really loved
that boy, you know.

What am I supposed to do?

What, let our girl
become Miss Havisham?

A lunatic in a wedding dress?

I will do whatever it
takes to get her there.

I promise you there
will be no wedding.

♪ Drop, drop Drop
it from the top

♪ Make it work, work
Drop it till it's done

♪ Drop, drop Drop
it from the top

♪ Make it work, work...

Mo! You said this
was gonna be low-key!

Yeah, Mo, you did say that.

Um, OK. I have literally
just got you free entry.

I think the phrase that you're
looking for is "thank you".

- Yeah, thank you.
- Thank you.

You go find some seats.

I think I'm gonna have
to have a drink first.

I'm getting you a milk.

♪ Drop, drop Drop
it from the top

♪ Make it work, work
Drop it till it's done

♪ Yo, my body's burning up...

Thank you. Thank you.

Whoo-whoo-whoo!
Get that down you!

Um, babe, babe,

I feel like I'm having
second thoughts about this.

Mm, mm, mm. No.

I promised Lorraine that we
would get her to call it off.

If we can just make her cry,
make her feel something.

Look, I know, but
alcohol, mental health,

they are messy bedfellows.

Just think about
my Aunt Patrice.

She's not allowed
sharp objects any more.

She has to cut her
meat with a spoon.

Yeah, can we get some more
tequilas, please? Line them up!

♪ Break it Let's go
and do it, yeah...

Let me see you sweat,
you dirty little pricks!

Champion!

Aah!

♪ Wind it up

♪ You're a party in my cup...

- Ah! Yes, yes.
- No, no, no.

- No?
- No, no, no.

OK, all right.

I'm just gonna...

Shh! Thank you.

Whoo!

This is for you!

- Take a sip. Take a sip.
- OK.

- Oh.
- Take a sip. Take a sip. Take...

Mm!

Love you. We are
here for you, Gem.

- Gem, Gem-Gem. Boop!
- Oh.

Cos alcohol helps
when you feel sad.

- I have a book, Widow to Widow.
- Yeah.

And it says, um, that your tears

have, uh, hormones
and potassium in them,

and that's why you feel better
after you just let it all out.

So, yeah, you've just gotta... you've
gotta let out your potassium, girl.

Whoa. I think you've
had enough, Ruthie.

No, no, because you're not
grieving, so you don't...

You need catharsis
so that you can...

- I'm sorry.
- Ruth!

- Oh, my God.
- You need to cry!

What's wrong?

Oh, boo-boo!

♪ And you don't know
just how you feel

♪ Until you're sure

♪ You're sure you
know it's real

♪ The lights go up

♪ I see it in your eyes

♪ I see I'm blowing out
speakers in your mind

♪ I... I'm blowing out
speakers in your mind

♪ I... I'm blowing out
speakers in your mind...

What are you doing?

What... What... What
am I doing right now?

Yeah! What are you
doing, dick cheese?

Uh...

OK, I... I can do honesty. Uh...

I'm kinda really
messed up about Nathan.

I just feel...

More alone than
you've ever felt?

Yes.

If it makes you feel any better,

if I was straight and
had no self-esteem,

I would totally do you.

Thank you.

Ruth, what happened?

It's... It's Frank.

- What?
- Frank.

He... He said that I was too,
like, rigid and too uptight.

No, no, no, no, no.

So I stopped feeling comfortable

being naked around him.

Bastard.

And he said that
I was just no fun.

Oh, no. Come here.

He left me a month ago.

- What?
- Yeah.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'm sorry. I'm just so
humiliated right now.

Come here. Oh, boo-boo! No!

I feel silly like a silly billy.

You are not a silly billy.

Look at me. You are not
a silly billy, Ruth.

- I'm not a silly billy?
- You are not a silly billy.

Don't ever say that
about yourself.

He's a silly billy. Arsehole.

- He's an arsehole.
- Billy.

- Billy. Billy!
- Billy!

Oh, now I laughed too hard.

- I need a wee.
- Oh, no!

I do need a wee, actually.
Hang on a minute. OK.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you
know where the loo is?

- Just down there, lovely.
- Is it just down there?

OK. Excuse me. Sorry.

If there ever was a lady who
needed a Dylan intervention...

- Ask her to dance.
- Ruth?

She is way out of my league.

Yeah, but she's drunk,

so her standards are
basically nonexistent.

I am not the guy who
hits on drunk women.

No, no, no, I
didn't say you were,

but you can be a friend, right,

asking for a friendly dance,
cheering up a friend who's blue?

Oh, God. Sorry.

Hm.

Oh. Uh... Ooh!

Sorry.

Hey, Ruth, do you wanna...

I...

Oh. Is that the queue?
Is that the queue?

Oh, my God. I'm gonna
wet myself. Aah!

Sorry.

- Ruth, do you...
- Aah.

Ruth, do
you wanna dance?

Fuck's sake.

- Dylan, what are you doing?
- ♪ Set you free

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ When I hold you, baby

♪ When your heart
beats close to me

♪ Wanna stay in
your arms forever

♪ Only love can set you free...

He's American, so that explains
a lot of the confidence.

♪ Oh, yeah...

Ooh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- I've just pissed myself!
- What?

- I'm pissing myself!
- Oh, for fuck's sake!

Oh, my God! I'm so sorry! I'm
so sorry! I just pissed myself.

Oh, baby, no!

- Oh! What do I do?
- I got you.

What? What? What? What?

Hey, everyone!

- Oh, my...
- It's me!

I'm the one peeing on the floor.

Thank you very much! Thank you!

Oh!

Greece. A small
island. Folegandros.

- Looks lovely.
- Oh, it is.

Um, we're, um... We were
going there for our honeymoon.

Do you fly in and out of Athens?

Yeah, or you could
go via Santorini

and then take a little ferry.

Mm. Can you
make a note of that?

Mm-hm.

So...

- My answer's still no.
- What?

I'm satisfied that Nathan
intended to marry you,

but you led me to
believe that his family

had already given their consent.

- But she did.
- We have. I have.

But his mother, your mother,
Margaret Petraszewski,

now Cahill, is still alive.

We haven't seen her
in over 20 years.

- I'm his next of kin.
- Legally, you're not.

What, so, because they
have a shitty mother,

you're gonna deny
Nathan his final wish?

How is that fair?

Maybe my sympathies
got the better of me

and I led you to think
that this was more possible

than it actually was.

What does that mean?

It means that breaking

with 200 years of convention

takes more than a pub receipt
and some holiday snaps.

I'm sorry if it sounds
cruel, but the law's the law.

My hands are tied.

Gemma, where are you going?

Honestly, Audrey,
to find your mam.

- What?
- Yeah, I know.

But do you have
any better ideas?

No, I thought not, so...

The jury were visibly
moved by the witness's testimony

which ran for some time and
was full of harrowing details.

This case is one of the most
complex to be fought in this court

and will be running
for some weeks more.

Defend love! Love on trial!

Defend love! Love on trial!

Why are you a hot dog?

Because I don't do slutty nurse.

Why? You wanna be the hot dog?

No!

Defend love! Love on trial!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Excuse me, please.
- Hot dogs are not illegal.

Yeah, sorry, I wouldn't know
anything about that, love,

but could you keep
this ramp clear?

- Thank you.
- Whose love is on trial, then?

I'm glad you asked.

OK, Margaret. Where are you?

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, hey, Krish. You all right?
I see the weirdo's still here.

There's actually quite an
interesting story there, Anita.

Really? How interesting?

Um, well, what do you
know about, um, necrogamy?

What, has someone
shagged a corpse?

No. Well, not yet.

Oh, hello. My name
is Gemma Fitzgerald.

I'm wondering does a
Margaret Cahill live there?

No, not here. Sorry.

They say love never dies,

and the people behind me are
taking that quite literally.

They're part of a
growing movement

supporting one woman's desire
to marry her late fiancé.

Hi. I'm Gemma Fitzgerald.

I'm looking for a
Margaret Cahill.

And now for an interesting
story out of London,

where the #CorpseBride campaign

is dividing the nation.

We caught up with the manager

of the wedding venue.

Whether you're
posthumous marrying

or pre-humous marrying,
we've got it all covered.

We do a Sunday roast on a
Wednesday, cos we don't give a damn.

- But not everyone is happy.
- It's disgusting!

You have to admit,
it's a bit warped.

I mean, what about sex?

This woman is condemning
herself to a life of celibacy.

I was married for years
before that happened.

He was marrying a
wonderful woman.

He was a lucky man...

until he died.

Love is hard to find, you know,

but what Nathan and
Gemma had is real love.

That's why so many
people support them.

We wanna know what
that feels like,

to be loved like that.

Whoo! Yeah!

Hello, my name is Gemma and I'm
looking for a Margaret Cahill

who used to be called
Margaret Petraszewski.

Hello?

Sorry.
What do you want?

Um...

Is... Is this...
Is this Margaret?

Um, you had a son and a daughter
called Nathan and Audrey,

and, uh, I don't really
know how to tell you this,

but, um, Nathan's passed away.

And I know this might
sound kind of weird,

but we were gonna get married
and I still really want to,

but in order to do
that, I need approval

from the family or
the next of kin,

and, um, that's you.

Uh, sorry. Are you still there?

Don't call here again.

Oh, oh, Margaret, please
don't hang up. Please, please.

Oh, shit! Shit, shit, shit.

Oh. Oh, my God.

We are trending
so hard right now.

#CorpseBride has over
226,000 followers.

We grew, like, 19,000
followers since this morning.

That's, like, a 17% increase.

Wow, it sounds like you
just made that number up.

Maybe, but people
all over the world,

Nairobi, Ecuador,
Fiji, Helsinki,

are talking about
you and Nathan.

I am bringing people together

inspired by love and goodwill.

I'm like Bono, but not cringe.

I found her. Your mom.

I mean, she hung up
on me, but it's her.

- She's in Oregon.
- Gemma, we don't need her.

Audrey, the law doesn't
care about likes on Twitter.

I know your heart's in the right
place, but I have a car coming.

I'm supposed to get
married in three days

and I don't really
have time to pretend

that one of your
schemes is gonna work.

OK.

What are you doing?

You didn't seriously think

you were gonna go see
my mom without me?

Uh, I think I might
just hang here.

But you came all this way.

I can't see her and not,
you know...

- You sure?
- You go ahead.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Oh, God.

Don't do this.

- Yeah?
- Margaret, hi. Uh...

I'm Gemma. We
spoke on the phone.

And, uh, this is Audrey.

Is she with the dad?

Uh, no, it's a
surrogacy, actually.

Does she have her own kids?

That's smart. How
much is she getting?

- I don't know.
- Why not?

Maybe if you invited
her in, she could...

She'd be in here if
she wanted to be.

Oh, um, sorry.

Uh, this is Nathan.

He looks just like my father.

Wow.

Do you have any childhood
photos of Nathan?

- I've never seen any.
- No.

Are you waiting for some
kind of big explanation?

No. No, I... I, uh, don't
expect you to explain anything.

There is no reason.

I just was not cut out
to be a wife and a mom.

No judgement here.

Well, that's BS, cos
everybody judges.

It's just you and him
and the kids screaming,

and, "How are we gonna
pay for this new drywall?"

There is no happy ever after.

You know, I actually
didn't think

I was cut out for it either,

but then Nathan believed so
much in happily ever after

that sometimes I
could just imagine...

The boy was smart, but
he never had any sense.

- I don't think that's true.
- What do you want from me?

Well, it's like I
said on the phone.

I can't marry Nathan without
his family's permission,

or his next of kin,
and that's you.

So, you want me
to sign some paper

that says you can be
my dead son's wife?

Yes, I... I... I know
it sounds... strange.

Look, I know you've
come a long way,

and I have tried to be polite,
but I don't know you...

- Oh, Margaret, please.
- And I don't know that man.

And all of this, if
you excuse my French,

smells like horseshit,
so, if you don't mind,

I think you should leave.

- Oh, Margaret, please.
- Get out.

Oh, no, you owe him, though.
You owe him, Margaret.

You... You hurt
your kids so much,

but I actually think that you might
be hurting because you missed out.

They turned out great and you would
be so lucky to have them in your life.

So, please, just
do this one thing.

You know what? I think you're
right. We don't need her.

Come on.

- Are you OK?
- I'm fine.

As someone well practised in
the art of passive-aggression,

I know that when someone
says they're fine,

it means they are not fine.

Nothing's wrong.

"Nothing's
wrong." That's worse.

That means something's
definitely wrong.

And if someone,
God forbid, says,

"Well, what do you
think is wrong?",

that's how you know you're
gonna spend the night

getting your arse handed to you.

"Well, what
do you think is wrong?"

Brat.

Ow.

Oh, my God.

- Whoo!
- Oh, no!

I told Ruth that I
didn't want a hen party.

I'm not even wearing
the right clothes!

Yeah, she knows that.

She's organised me a
hen party, hasn't she?

- And a stripper.
- No, stop it.

Yeah.

"Bjorn Big." More like
Bjorn Average, mate.

OK.

- Ah.
- Hi.

- Hi, Audrey.
- Hello!

- Hi, Gem.
- Gemma, Gemma, Gemma, Gemma.

- Hi, Gem. How are you? Sit down.
- This is quite small.

Right.

Gem? Gem, do you want
a tea or something?

- Did you know?
- No.

I would have n... Thanks, Ruth.

OK, whatever you guys are
planning, please don't do this.

- Gem, we all love you.
- Gem, why don't you sit down?

No, you know what, I'm not gonna
sit down, Mo, because I'm leaving.

We just wanna get you some
counselling or something.

- Oh, my God!
- We just wanna talk to you, Gemma.

- Wow.
- Gemma, we just wanna talk to you.

So, Mam, can you give
me the keys, please?

- Give me the keys.
- Gemma!

- Give me the keys, Mam!
- Stop it!

Now, Gemma, marriage is
about building a future.

Yeah, no, tell me what it's
about. You've got a great one.

There is no
future with Nathan.

It's horrible, it's unfair,

but Nathan isn't here any more.

Yes, I'm well aware of
that. Thank you, Mammy.

Well, you're not acting like it.

Am I not acting
appropriately, Ruth?

Am I not following the protocols

outlined in Widow to Widow?

It's unhealthy,

this weird fixation on...

Oh, so, I'm weird now, am I?

Am I sort of off-kilter,

like my asymmetrical face?

You can't see past this now,

but you will fall in
love with someone again.

Oh, my God!

You will build a future with him

and you will have children.

Children! Oh, so, that's...

There's the real agenda!

You want grandchildren

and I am wasting my
fertile years, Mammy.

- No one's pressuring you to have children.
- Yeah, OK.

Well, you haven't got all
the time in the world, Gemma.

Oh, so, I'm running out
of time now, am I, Mammy?

Come on, then, Mo. Impregnate
me! Give me some of that seed!

- Gemma, what are you doing?
- Gemma!

Please impregnate me as the
nearest non-related male.

-Gemma, stop it!
-Give me your seed! Make Mammy happy!

Nathan wouldn't want you
to throw your life away!

You do not know what
Nathan would want.

How would she know
what Nathan would want?

Listen, Lorraine, Gemma
could stay at home all day,

take Nathan's name off
the gas and the electric.

She'd still feel bloody awful!

- Thank you.
- This is all your fault.

Making her think that this
is romantic and honourable,

when actually it's horribly,
horribly pointless.

I was just trying to help.

Audrey is the only
one who gets it.

- Do you know what I get?
- Go on, Ruth. Stick your oar in.

That you've been taken
in by all of this,

the protest, the media,

going to America to
distract yourself,

because you never wanted to
marry him in the first place.

Do you think I
didn't love Nathan?

- I didn't say that.
- Do you know what?

Fuck you, Ruth. Fuck all of you.

- Gem...
- No, Nathan wanted a family.

He wanted a home. He
wanted something solid.

And that's why I agreed
to marry you. That is why.

And... And that's
what I was saying

when I said I will
always love you,

that I will never
walk out on you.

That is the promise that I made.

Well, we are not gonna stand
by and watch you hurt yourself.

Please, Daddy.

Give me the keys.

All right, love.

There you go, Gem.

Well, that went well, didn't it?

It's gonna be OK.

I promise you, it's gonna be OK.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, what are you
doing? Are you joking?

I misunderstood. I
thought you were...

I'm marrying your
brother tomorrow.

You're fucking insane.

Yeah, but that's what
you like about me.

Oh, Audrey, this is not a joke.

Not everything's a bloody joke.

I'm just trying
to make you laugh.

And, just, we've...
we've gotten so close,

and you get me in a way that
no one else gets me and...

I don't know, my hormones.

What, you're blaming
your pregnancy now?

God. Sorry, sir, can you
stop the car, please?

- Gemma, wait.
- No, I... Oh, my God.

I don't... I actually don't even
know what I'm doing any more.

Sir, can you please just
hurry up and pull over?

Do you know what? Actually, everyone is
right about you. You're fuckin' nuts.

But I'm worse, because I've
been the one listening to you.

I just need you to stay
away from me, Audrey.

I don't know what
I'm doing, Grizz.

Well, no one does.

I thought that maybe I
was doing it for you,

that maybe I could show you.

Maybe it's just that
I can't accept...

Am I crazy?

I can't answer that,
boo bear. I'm dead.

♪ I got carried out to sea

♪ On a wave of hope

♪ My faith was strong

♪ My heart was filled

♪ With innocence and dreams

♪ Of what could be

♪ But sometimes
dreams get shattered

♪ By the daylight streaming in

♪ And somewhere down the road

♪ We lost each other

♪ And somewhere down the line

♪ We lost ourselves

♪ And too much for us
to face the storm...

♪ Together

♪ Next thing, we're broken...

♪ Woken up someplace else

Oh, Mrs Chen, I didn't have
a shower after 9:30, I swear.

I can see that, dear.

This came yesterday.

Babe, look, I am...
I am so, so...

Ruth, just listen to
me. The wedding's back on.

And, yes, before
you say anything,

yes, I know I
cancelled the wedding,

but I am cancelling
the cancellation.

I got it, Nathan's
mom's approval.

But the ceremony's in
less than two hours, Gem.

- There's no time.
- Duly noted, Ruth.

All we have to do is get
the Lord Chief Justice to...

Oh, my God, my eyebrows. I
look like an actual yeti.

How did this happen? Audrey.
Oh, we have to find Audrey.

- We have to find Audrey.
- She's already at the airport.

I got her the first alternate,
the VA320 to Chicago.

I don't care. We have
to get to the airport.

We have to find her.

Uh, Ruth, I'll see you in a sec.

I, uh, couldn't get an
Uber. My rating's too low.

Where did you even
stay last night?

Like I told you, I'm
very resourceful.

She saw you on television,

you know, the media and the
campaign and everything.

Your mam changed her mind
because of you, Audrey.

Let's finish this for Nathan.

♪ Hotcake Fresh out the oven

♪ Made just for
you 200 degrees

-♪ Just like a
hotcake -♪ Hotcake

-♪ Give me some lovin'
-♪ Give me some lovin'

♪ Don't make me beg, baby...

Move it, ladies. We've
got a wedding to go to.

Whoo! Ruth, you are a babe!

Frank is missing out!

I know. Get in.

Oh.

Oh, no.

- Is that a quick fix?
- Um...

Yes, it's on! It's on! It's on!

Um, but... but, wait,
what's happened?

- I don't understand.
- Tell Mo, um, the rings.

- To bring the rings.
- Sorry. Do you have the rings?

Yeah, I've got them. What,
do I need to be there now?

-Yeah.
-I'm so sorry. Do you mind just...

Uh, like, right now.

OK, um, yeah, I'll see
you there in a bit.

It's my stop. Sorry, guys.

Oh, mate, oh...
Hang on a minute.

- We really...
- Wait a minute.

Can you give the
pins back, please?

Shit.

Come on! Put
your back into it!

♪ I have a story of sorrow...

Oh, my God. I'm gonna
drop it. I'm gonna drop it.

Come on!

I'm coming.
My dress is so big.

- Oh!
- Sorry!

That's the Corpse Bride,
that. Can I get a photo?

- Ruth, come on!
- Oh, yep, yep.

♪ When will we meet again?

♪ When will we hold each other?

♪ Can't get you
out of my head...

- Sorry, mister!
- Oh, I love the wig!

- It's very nice.
- Come on.

♪ Oh, yeah!

Come here. Oh, the machine.

Just drop the boxes
there and come through.

OK.

Sorry. If you could just
take off your shoes.

Oh.

All right, children.
Let's sit down.

Oh, come on.

These stilts.

Right.

Oh, come on.

Fine. OK.

Oh!

OK.

Oh, you've got to be... I
don't bloody believe it!

Fine. All right, fine.

Fine, fine.

Why are you looking away?
Why are you looking away?

It's just a body.

♪ Hotcake Fresh out the oven

♪ Made just for
you 200 degrees

-♪ Just like a
hotcake -♪ Hotcake

-♪ Give me some lovin'
-♪ Give me some lovin'

♪ Don't make me beg, baby

♪ Baby, please

♪ Hotcake...

Right.

It's OK. Just go
through. You're fine.

Yeah? Am I?

- You sure? You sure?
- Yes.

Thanks, babes. Let's go.

Go, go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go! Hiya, hiya.

♪ Hotcake...

Oh! Who
designs these things?

What do you think you're doing?

Nathan's mam gave us approval.

- I want my wedding licence.
- We are in a meeting.

- Love waits for no one.
- Shut up, Alan!

You said I needed his family's
approval. Well, I got it.

So, please just sign it.

- Oh, hey, David.
- Kevin.

Fine. So, she's
given her approval.

- You can't expect me to just...
- Oh!

- I can't just...
- Oh!

Y...

You can't expect me to...

Fine.

- Love wins.
- Yes!

- You get your licence.
- Thank you!

Oh! Thank you, thank
you, thank you!

Oh, thank you, Lord of Justice.

- Goodbye.
- Where are you going?

This is the most exciting
thing that's ever happened.

Mwah!

For the record, you are a babe.

That was a very sweet
thing you just did.

Mm. Maybe I'm just
a big old romantic.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Bring it back
Bring your lovin'...

You OK? Let me take that.

- Do you want me to take that?
- Yeah.

♪ You make me feel like...

Come on, don't
drop it. You got this.

♪ I'm a sad soul sister...

Come on. Oh, my God.

♪ Bring your lovin'
back to me...

My arms.

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Bring it back Sugar,
bring it back...

What?

- What is this?
- I think it's for you.

- Thank you!
- You make me sick!

- Hi!
- Sick!

Oh, what, haven't you
anything better in your life?

- It's mostly nice.
- You don't know my story!

Shh.

♪ Standing now

♪ Calling all the people
here to see the show

♪ Calling for my demons
now to let me go...

♪ I need something

♪ Give me something wonderful

♪ I believe

♪ She won't take me somewhere
I'm not supposed to be

♪ You can't steal the
things that God has given me

♪ I can see the place
you've brought me

♪ And I'm on the verge

♪ For the love of everybody

♪ I need something more

♪ Now I feel some
days of trouble

♪ I'm in the house of war

Where's Mam?

Sorry.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Daddy.

I should have told him every
day how much he meant to me,

and I never told him,
I never told him.

Hey, you. Hey, you.

He thought I was marrying him

because he chose me,

but I chose him.

I chose him every day.

Oh.

- Oh, Mam.
- Shush, shush.

- Come on.
- I'm sorry.

No. Let's go.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

I've got you.

This is how she
needs to say goodbye.

All right?

- OK?
- Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

♪ It's the way that
you walk in the room

♪ Your heart is a beacon
Don't need a reason...

You OK?

♪ It's easy to do...

Please be seated.

♪ I'm lost in your smile

♪ It's been a while...

Welcome, everyone,

to the wedding of
Gemma and Nathan.

None of us have ever been to
a wedding quite like this.

Gemma, do you take Nathan to
be your lawful wedded husband,

to be loving, faithful
and loyal to him?

♪ Who knows what
time is gonna do?

I do.

♪ I like watching the
days go by with you...

This ring is an unbroken circle

symbolising unending
and everlasting love.

♪ Who knows what
time is gonna do?

♪ All I know is a simple truth

♪ I like watching
the days go by

♪ I like watching
the days go by

♪ I like watching the
days go by with you...

I am very happy to pronounce

Nathan and Gemma
husband and wife.

Whoo, whoo, whoo! Whoo, whoo!

Whoo, whoo!

Whoo!

- One!
- One!

- Two!
- Two!

- Three!
- Three!

- Whey!
- No, no, no, no, no.

Let's leave Nathan.

Three.

Hello.

Um, uh, well, welcome to...

what... whatever this is.

You know, Nathan wanted
us to write our own vows,

which I think was because

he wanted me to just once
hear how I truly felt.

Um, so, uh...

God.

Um... Oh, my God.

Ha.

"I was sleeping and right in
the middle of a good dream,

and all at once I wake up

from something that keeps
knocking at my brain."

"Before I go insane,

I hold my pillow to my head

and spring up in my bed,

screaming out the
words I dread."

♪ I think I love you
I think I love you

♪ I think I love you

♪ So what am I so afraid of?

♪ I'm afraid that I'm unsure of

♪ A love that
there's no cure for

♪ I think I love you...

♪ Isn't that
what life is made of?

♪ Though it worries me to say

♪ I've never felt this way...

- The father of the bride, ladies and gentlemen.
- Aw.

♪ I don't know
what I'm up against

♪ I don't know
what it's all about

♪ I've got so much
to think about

♪ Hey, I think I love you

♪ So what am I so afraid of?

♪ I'm afraid that
I'm not sure of

♪ A love there
is no cure for...

I'm pushing the beds
together tonight.

♪ I think I love you

♪ Isn't that what
life is made of?

Oh, my God,
Audrey! Check it out!

We set up the nursery!
Isn't it cute?

Please RSVP for the
baby shower. Goodbye!

♪ I think I love you

♪ Isn't that what
life is made of?

♪ Though it worries me to say

♪ That I never felt this way

♪ Believe me, you really
don't have to worry

♪ I only wanna make you happy

♪ And if you say, "Hey,
go away", I will...

I'm not weirded out that
you peed on strangers.

Mm.

But you should know... I
really like strong women.

Mm.

I'm ferocious.

- Mm.
- Mmm!

♪ But I think better still

♪ I'd better stay
around and love you

♪ Do you think I have a case?

♪ Let me ask you to your face

♪ Do you think you love me?

♪ I think I love you

♪ I think I love you
I think I love you

♪ I think I love you

♪ I think I love you
I think I love you

♪ I think I love you

♪ I think I love you
I think I love you

♪ I think I love you

♪ I think I love you
I think I love you

♪ I think I love you

- Photo time. Gemma and...?
- Oh, um, Audrey.

She's, uh, my sister.

Come here. Oh, no, prom photo.

♪ Some say love

♪ It is a river

♪ That drowns

♪ The tender reed

♪ I say love

♪ It is a flower

♪ And you

♪ Its only seed

♪ When the night

♪ Has been too lonely

♪ And the road

♪ Has been too long

♪ And you think

♪ That love is only

♪ For the lucky

♪ And the strong

♪ Just remember

♪ In the winter

♪ Far beneath

♪ The bitter snows

♪ Lies the seed

♪ That with the sun's love

♪ In the spring

♪ Becomes the rose

All right, mate?

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