Rob, you're standing on my feet.
I'm not standing on your feet. You're standing on my feet.
You've done an incredible job, Jo.
People are staring at us.
I bet you love that.
Sash can't move like this. I like the way you move.
- Are you really as awful as you seem? - You have the best dreams, Jo.
Mum, I was thinking, maybe I could come back home?
- To live. - Really? Really, are you?
I would be so happy.
Finn!
Rob?
No, don't...
Promise you'll never leave me.
Rob, please don't do this.
Rob...
Why?
Why are we back here?
People don't just collapse for no reason, do they?
None of the tests are telling us anything we don't already know.
- Which is actually good news. - How can that be good news?
For Christ's sake!
Have you been allowing yourself to get stressed?
Because if you have, that's probably why you fainted.
I think, Jo,
you need to avoid stressful situations
and give yourself the time and space you need to recover.
I'm going to suggest we keep you in under observation.
A couple more nights.
Rob?
Will you get me a nightgown from home, please?
I can't spend another night with polyester on.
Yeah. Is there anything else you need?
Maybe some clothes for the morning and a washbag, please.
Sorry if I was over the top.
Somebody's gotta stick up for you with these doctors.
I'll see you later.
- Mrs. Harding? Can I come in? - Just a minute.
- I am so sorry. I have to go. - This really isn't a good idea.
So, you can't stop me?
That's right, isn't it? You can't stop me.
Trust your instincts, Jo.
That's the only way you'll find out what happened.
Hello?
This is Jo.
I'd really like to talk to you, and I need a place to stay tonight.
Can you please call me back?
Thank you.
Trust your instincts.
Mum?
Jo...
You'd better come in.
I don't remember much from last year.
But you feel very familiar.
- Like you've been in my house. - That's not true.
I mean like, he brought you in with him.
Like shit on his shoe?
No.
Like a shadow.
Following him.
What are you doing here, Jo?
You're pregnant, aren't you?
Did you both plan it so you could be a family?
If we did, it's not working out very well for me, is it?
He's not here, Jo. He's with you.
But he's also still seeing you. Isn't he?
He's working out what he wants, yeah.
I think he pushed me down the stairs.
I don't know what was going on in his mind at the time,
but I found out about all this, and I believe that he did it.
Right.
All this from the woman who believes that she went on holiday
to a house that isn't there anymore.
Who locks herself in a room with an imaginary friend.
Come on, Jo.
Yes, I've seen him a bit stressed.
The odd stapler's taken one for the team, but...
are you suggesting that he pushed his wife of 30 years down the stairs?
The woman that he loved...
That he still loves.
It's just not real, Jo.
Thank you for coming in, Mrs. Harding.
Your father went walkabout last night, and he had a fall.
Quame found him on the floor of the day room.
- Oh my God! - He was obviously upset, but...
Hi, Dad.
Look at you.
I want to go up in a firework.
You look like you've been in a war.
Don't worry about me.
No, but I do.
It's Jo we should worry about.
No, Dad. I am not doing this now. Please.
Won't you just look at me?
It's me.
Johanne, your daughter.
You set fire to a cat.
You did.
It was a toy.
It was a toy cat!
Okay.
Oh, Dad.
What a mess we are, huh?
What a pair.
Utterly broken.
Everything is broken.
I don't know what to do.
The sound of the ocean.
Waves crashing against the shore.
Oh, Dad.
I've always wanted you to live with me.
Then let's bust out of here, huh?
No.
Not today.
Please.
Just for a few hours. I'd love to go to the sea.
Do you mean it?
It's just not a good idea, Mrs. Harding.
I'll have him back by dinner.
You'll get wet, Dad!
Okay.
I know you still miss her.
I don't want a bench when I go.
I don't want people sitting on me.
Okay, Dad.
Turn that thing off, please.
Dad?
Rob is having an affair.
And...
I'm scared of him, Dad.
I'm scared to go home.
It's difficult for him.
He's married to someone who's better than he is.
What? But that's not...
- That's not even an excuse. - Don't shut me down.
- It's not an excuse. - It is difficult.
It's difficult when you are with someone who...
can never be happy with you.
We have that in common, me and...
- Rob. - Rob, yeah.
I want an ice cream.
Proper one.
Not the bloody shit I get in Alcatraz.
Right.
You want ice cream, and I wanna shoot something. Let's go.
What's happening, Dad?
That one. I want that one.
I'm shedding my skin.
Jo?
Hey! Hey, Jo.
What's going on?
It's Rob.
I can't stay with him any longer.
Do you like me?
Nick? Do you like me?
- I have a condom. - No.
- Look, Jo, no. - Come on, I know you wanna fuck me.
What the fuck, Jo!
This isn't...
This isn't what's been going on here!
Okay, Dad, are you done? Cup of tea?
That fucking phone.
What's going on?
You swear too much.
It's...
It's just... waiting for someone to return my call.
And then what? We're on our way?
I think...
I'm going to...
Run away.
I don't know what I'm gonna go.
You need to send me off in a firework.
What do you say?
Time to go back to Alcatraz?
Going now. Thank you, I'll see you soon.
Bye, take care.
Jo?
- I need... - Yep, toilet.
Do you want me to help you?
- Where are we? - We're in the toilet.
I can't see.
Dad, I'm just here.
Do you want me to close the door?
Where's Quame?
I need Quame.
We're not at the nursing home, Dad.
Quame's not here.
I can help.
I'll take these.
I'm just gonna...
Okay.
No, what are you doing?
Get away from me!
- Dad, I'm just trying... - Get the hell away from me!
If you fuck him again, I'll kill both of you!
Do you understand? I'll kill both of you!
Do you understand? I'll kill you!
You nearly killed her.
What?
I'll fucking kill you both.
You got that?
- I'll kill you. - Dad, stop!
Dad!
Who?
Mum.
You nearly killed her.
Where's Susan?
- She'll come in a moment, won't she? - You're all right, Frank.
That's enough excitement for one day.
Thanks.
And one day he came home and found his queen sitting on a rock...
in the arms of a human.
A sailor.
He flew into such a rage that he drowned the sailor.
And then the Mer-King pushed his trident
deep into the Mer-Queen's chest.
It was only once.
Once is too often.
Hello?
Thanks for getting back to me.
Yes, I need somewhere to stay,
but I've got to sort some things out first.
Thank you.
Sash.
Yes, I'm sorry.
Will you guys come by the house tonight?
Yes, thanks.
Finn.
Just... do it for me, please.
Thank you. All right.
Rob?
Rob, calm down.
I'm coming home.
Where have you been?
What have you been doing?
I've been very busy, Rob.
Putting things together.
Hi, Mum.
My baby.
Mum!
- Hey. - Hey. I was really scared.
Sash, there are things I want to say. I need to say.
Okay.
Ah, the prodigal mum.
Shall we...
Okay.
Not just to you, to all of you, you understand?
I'm just gonna go upstairs and freshen up.
Okay. Do you want me to stay with you?
- No, I'll be very quick. - Okay.
- I'll be right down. - Okay.
It's been difficult.
I haven't wanted to worry you.
Okay? But your mum's really...
Well, it's not good.
Well, what do you mean?
She's been...
imagining things.
You know, things that are not real.
So...
There are...
There are some things that you need to know.
Okay.
Keep calm.
Don't let the engine overheat.
Mum.
Are you okay?
When you've been married for a long time,
you get these periods where you plateau
and where you just...
get annoyed and distant with each other...
Jo, I think you should drink some water.
I think you're dehydrated.
You forget to...
to find out, you know, what's going on,
what's really going on in the other person's life.
- And then... - Jo.
You come out of it,
and everything goes back to normal.
It's like you've watered a dying plant just in time, but...
But...
This particular plant...
For this particular plant it's too late.
This plant is fucked.
Excellent.
Sorry.
Mum...
What are you saying?
I'm leaving your father.
- What? - So sorry, kids.
Dad.
- And also... - Jo.
I think it's been a really long day, and I think we should leave it.
No.
They need to know...
about Anna.
- Jo. Kids, do you mind? - He's been seeing someone.
- What? - Another woman.
Okay. Mum, listen.
This sounds... Just...
- Please. - You don't believe me?
- Come on.
Jo, come on.
Well, she was leaving you the night of her accident, so...
Probably is true, isn't it?
What do you mean?
How do you know?
I wasn't allowed to say anything.
Your father's been having an affair with a woman from work.
Jesus. Jo, it's over.
She's having your baby.
She's pregnant.
The woman.
Anna's her name. She's pregnant.
You're having a baby?
Dad?
- Dad! - Dad!
Dad!
What the fuck!
I just don't understand, Rob.
What were you going to do if I remembered?
You're just gonna walk away?
Mum!
I'm so sorry, kids.
I...
We're awful.
I'm just going to speak to your father.
So, are we gonna finish this?
I didn't recognise you last year.
You were cold, you were distant, and you abandoned me.
Don't you dare.
Don't blame me for your fucking wandering dick.
Last year was horrible for me.
When my baby left home, I started menopause.
All the old ghosts started to come back,
but I didn't go there this time.
I got sad.
And then I blossomed,
while you, you got your lover pregnant.
Is that why you pushed me down the stairs?
To get rid of me?
- You're insane. - I heard you.
"Oh, she imagines things that aren't true."
But you've lied to me, over and over,
since the night I landed at the bottom of those stairs.
I can't prove it...
but I know it.
I know you did it.
When?
When did I ever hurt you?
In all these years that we've been married,
when did I ever do that?
The truth is, Jo, you do imagine things.
You don't know what's real and what isn't.
I fucked up.
I had sex with another person. I'm the bad guy.
But please don't say that.
Jo, please don't say that. Please!
Please.
Finn?
Sash?
Fuck!
Rob?
I know you're home!
Shit-fuck!
- You okay? - Tickety-fucking-boo!
Where are they?
I've told them we need to talk.
You don't want me to tell them what you did to me.
Well, a rational person wouldn't have brought them here in the first place,
would they, if I'm so dangerous, but...
you're not particularly rational at the moment, are you?
Jo!
Jo. I don't want you to leave.
Jo, please.
Goodbye, Rob.
Jo.
Jo, you're right.
Jo, we had an argument that night.
We had a terrible argument.
Tickety-fucking-boo!
Are you drunk?
I wonder why that is?
It's because of this.
This!
Were you going to say something?
Have you any idea what it's been like living with you for the last year?
It's been a fucking nightmare!
I told you to get the fuck out of my house.
Get out of my fucking house!
I said I wasn't going anywhere.
- And we both said some awful things. - You didn't think to use a condom?
Sometimes we got carried away,
and I didn't have to wait for her to get fucking wet.
I wanted a second chance, and you laughed, and you said,
"Fine. If you're not gonna leave, then I'll go."
You'd put the house on the market and give me the commission,
because God knows I needed the business.
Jo! Jo, we can get through this.
I screwed up things with my boss because of you.
My work. I loved my job. I loved it more than...
Me?
You wanted a photograph of the children, that one.
Oh yeah, go on. Take the photograph of our sweet little kids.
The ones you fucking walked out on.
I was grieving.
You were being selfish!
You reached for it.
You lost your balance, and you slipped.
You caught me.
I don't understand.
Why say you weren't there? Why not just tell me I slipped?
Jo, I couldn't hold on to you.
You slipped through my hands, and I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'd messed everything up.
But I was scared.
You know, who's gonna believe that I didn't push you?
But you woke up in hospital.
And you couldn't remember any of it.
And I had a second chance.
You lied to me.
You lied to me all these weeks.
You didn't tell me my marriage was over.
God.
Jo.
Jo, I tried to save you.
No. You pinned things on my timeline.
You tried to rule me with it, you arsehole.
I love you. I've always loved you. We can work through this.
- No, we can't. - Jo!
- I tried to save you. - Bullshit.
It's not gonna be easy, but we can work it out.
It's bullshit.
He tried to save you?
Jo, I love you.
It's bullshit, bullshit, bullshit...
- Jo. - Come on, think straight!
You know what happens when things get buried.
Come on, your father used a fucking fairy-tale to excuse his behaviour.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God. I'm so sorry.
This is my fault.
This is all my fault.
This is my fault.
- I was grieving! - You were being selfish!
Lose a baby, get another one.
You know what?
If you're having a boy, you should call him Lucas.
You let me go.
You let go of me.
Jo, I did a bad thing.
I did a really bad thing, but I'm not a bad person.
Bad things, Rob?
How many bad things do you have to do
before it makes you a bad person?
You okay?
Yeah.
Ow!
Sorry. Just checking.
Hello?
Mum?
Are you okay?
You all right?
- Hi. - Hi.
I'll have one of those, please. Blackberry.
Yes. My favourite.
- That was my mum's favourite too. - Was it?
- Well, I'm here tomorrow too. - Well, I'm not stopping for long.
Thanks.
I know you're not real.
I fucking hate mermaids.
Subtitles: Aleksander Kerr www.plint.com