I can't do this journey any more. It's unbearable. Connie...
..I know where Albie is.
It's OK to come home.
He's definitely here, Connie. I can feel it.
Will you join me for dinner? Downstairs at 8?
HE SPEAKS IN ITALIAN
He says you have a beautiful wife.
I do. She's in the process of leaving me.
Didn't you get my message?
SPEAKING IN ITALIAN
What, he's not in Siena? Barcelona.
I think I've had enough of travelling.
Shall I come over there?
"Meet me tomorrow. There's something you need to know.
"Big news. By the magic fountain. 12 noon. Don't call, don't be late."
This is a terrifying message.
You want him to turn up, don't you?
DOUGLAS: Hola!
Como estas?
Hello, Albie, it's me.
I can see that.
What are the chances?
I've been looking for you. It's been quite an adventure, actually.
Where's Kat? Italy, I think.
She sent me a weird text. Yes, I know all about that.
Like she was pregnant or something.
That wasn't my idea, and she's not.
But she thought it was very important that we meet, so...
It was a trap? Not a trap, exactly.
She just helped me find you.
But I didn't want to be found!
No, I realise that.
I thought I was going to be a dad!
Yes, she did imply that, didn't she?
Well, do you have any idea what that feels like?
I do, as a matter of fact.
Yeah? Well, I'm 17. Fucking hell, Dad!
Hey, there's no need for that. Albie...!
I wanted to be alone.
Just to be left alone in the world, and you couldn't allow it.
We were worried! Because you don't trust me.
You've never trusted me.
We simply wanted to know that you were happy and well!
That's not a crime, is it? To care?
Yes! Cos you always say that.
"I care, I care," while you're pressing a pillow down on my face.
That's a bit melodramatic.
Albie.
Look...I realise you need to discover yourself,
but is it so terrible to have us around while you do it?
Yes! It is!
Can we have this conversation sitting down?
I don't think I can...
At least let me apologise.
What for?
For what I said in Amsterdam.
What did you say?
You know what I said.
Well, remind me.
That you were an embarrassment.
And I still think you handled it badly, but I didn't express myself
the way I should have.
I've been under a lot of strain at work and...elsewhere,
and I should have stuck up for you. So...
..I apologise.
Well...I don't think you should apologise.
No?
Not if it's what you really think.
What do I really think? That I'm an embarrassment.
A disappointment - everything you do, everything you say,
there's this contempt.
This stream of dislike and irritation.
Albie. That's not true. You're my boy.
You're my dear boy.
Christ.
I'm not even your favourite child.
Albie, what does that mean?
What does that mean?
DOUGLAS PANTS
I used to take it down and look at it when you weren't in the house,
your weird little shrine.
Hey...it's not like that.
Don't you think it's weird? I don't think so, no.
We've always been honest about it. She's not some secret.
We loved your sister when she was born and, when you were born,
we loved you, too. Except she never fucked up, did she?
She never failed at school or embarrassed you in public.
Oh, come on, Albie, you're just feeling sorry for yourself.
She never got called stupid. I've never called you stupid!
You have! To my face!
Have I?
I suppose I might have once or twice. Can I sit down?
Just sit for a second.
HE GROANS
You OK?
Just very tired.
Please sit with me a minute.
DOUGLAS COUGHS
I don't know what to say to you, Albie, I thought it would
just come spontaneously.
God knows why, I've never been very good at...
But you should know that I have regrets about things
that I shouldn't have said or...
..things that I should have said. I don't know which is worse.
I regret we haven't been more at ease with each other.
But you haven't always made it easy, Albie.
I know.
The state of your room - it's like you do it deliberately.
You'll get it back soon enough.
You still going to art college?
I am.
Why? Are you going to talk me out of it again?
If it's what you're passionate about... It is.
..then I'm pleased.
Not pleased you're leaving home.
Terrified, in fact.
Your mother, too. The hole you're going to leave...
So much so, that she's thinking of...
..moving on as well, but I expect you know that.
Well, you've always been close.
Did she tell you, or did you...?
I worked it out.
She doesn't seem very happy.
No, she doesn't, does she?
I'd not noticed, or I'd...
..noticed and I chose not to think about it.
I hoped I might change that this summer, but I'll find out.
In the meantime, at least
can I say that I am very proud of you?
Though I might not show it.
You will do great things in the future.
I know you will.
And I would...
You're my boy.
And I would hate for you to go out into the world
not knowing that we love you.
Not just your mum, you know she loves you,
God knows she never stops saying it, but me too.
There. That's what I wanted to say.
I love you.
Very much.
I'm just going to sit here for a minute.
Catch my breath.
OK, Albie, this is exciting, isn't it?
Can I watch TV?
No, because we're going to do this.
Let's go!
Step number one, we're going to need the white 6x2.
I call this a 12.
What are you doing? Making a dinosaur!
But it's a space shuttle! Look at this thing - it's magnificent!
But I like dinosaurs.
OK. You get on with that,
and I'm going to get on with the space shuttle.
And this bit fits in here...
..click. I'm bored now.
OK, so what have you been doing over there?
Rarr! Wow, that's amazing, isn't it?
But it's a bit of a side project,
and we're going to need that piece there.
No, I need it, too!
Yes, but we can't move forward unless we...
Will you snap it off, or shall I?
OK, give it to me. No, leave it!
It's mine! How are we getting on?
Dad's stealing my pieces! We're having a lovely ti...
I'm not stealing. We're just - I'm just following the instructions.
Hello!
ALBIE: Swoop-swoop, swirl-swirl, the ep...epi...
Epitome. ..epitome of...
Do you know what epitome means? No.
He should really sleep now.
In a minute.
But not in our bed. It's a school night.
We want to know the ending!
Epitome means...
FAINT SIRENS
IMITATES SPACE SHUTTLE
He could have left it alone! Oh, no. Come on now.
Look, I'm sure he didn't mean to.
But he did! He wanted it to be a nice surprise.
Come on, we'll break it up and start again.
It's not fair! We'll smash it up and start again.
I worry Spanish people don't eat enough fresh vegetables.
All that cured meat, too.
Where are you staying?
In this hostel.
How is that?
It's an experience, I suppose.
It's nothing special, but...
..if you want a hotel while you decide what's next,
I'm sure they can separate the beds in my room.
Of course, you might not want to.
OK.
How do you stay so skinny?
Nervous energy.
PHONE RINGING
CONNIE: Hello? Hey.
Where are you? I've been expecting you back!
I thought something terrible had happened to you.
Are you at the airport? No, I didn't get a plane.
Are you still in Italy? I'm in Spain.
Barcelona, in fact.
Barcelona? Yeah.
You remember that hotel we stayed in?
Douglas, it's a little morbid, going back to all these places.
Not morbid. It's just a trip down memory lane.
I liked it. Didn't you like it?
Douglas, I think you need to just come home. I will.
There's just someone you need to speak to first.
Hello?
Mum?
There you are.
Er...I'm sorry.
Bye.
Dad.
Hello?
Clever man.
HE TUTS Albie.
I swear, you treat this place like a hotel.
HE LAUGHS Such a dad.
What are we going to do tonight?
I don't know.
DOOR CLOSES
Can't sleep at this time of day.
Night life doesn't start till 1.
If you don't have a siesta, you'll never make it.
HE GROANS
If their evening started at a reasonable hour...
They're not eating enough veg, they're not getting enough sleep.
You know, Spain is not your responsibility.
Relax, sleep.
One last thing. Mm? It's a bit of a fun fact.
You were actually conceived in this hotel.
Dad!
Not in this actual bed.
Though I suppose it might have been.
Ugh.
Anyway, just a little bit of history.
ALBIE SNORTS
Now...let's sleep.
DOOR OPENS
He has an eye, don't you think?
They're wonderful. Thank you.
Yes, they're very, erm...
..compelling.
Is this sherry or vermouth?
Tastes like sherry.
So, I'm leaving tomorrow.
First thing. Oh? Where to?
Thought I'd travel along the coast. Barcelona has a coast.
We're on the coast.
I just want to leave the city. Move on. Really?
Because I had this idea.
We still have the tickets, the hotel rooms.
Rome's next. Mum could fly out.
We could pick up the trip where we left off... Sorry.
But the glory that is Rome!
The Colosseum, St Peter's...
I've pre-booked the Sistine Chapel,
which is...actually very hard to get.
I just want to swim in the sea.
Like a normal holiday.
Yes.
Of course.
You should do that.
This is really very drinkable, isn't it?
You could come with me, if you wanted.
Even up your tan.
Just for a day or so, though.
Did your mother suggest that?
No!
I wouldn't cramp your style?
HE CHUCKLES What style?
All right.
Let's go and swim in the sea.
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS
This is very dehydrating.
Would either of you like another sherry?
This is my dad. Ah! Hola!
SHE SPEAKS SPANISH Hola!
Dad's a scientist. Ooh!
A very brilliant scientist!
Well, not brilliant...
Er, tres vermouth, por favor!
What's the public transport like in Barcelona?
Huh? I mean, do you use the metro, or the buses...?
I think it's so wonderful.
What is? That you can spend time with your son.
Yes! Isn't it?
There's no tension between you, and no judgment.
It's very rare. HE CHUCKLES
FAINT MUSIC
Dad?
Are you OK?
HALTINGLY: Don't mind me, Albie.
Sherry binge.
I haven't danced for 20 years.
Oh, God, Dad. Don't say that.
It's too depressing.
So, how long has it been now?
How long what?
That you've liked men?
Don't know.
I mean, there's not a start date.
No, I suppose not.
How long have you known?
Well, known, just now.
I've wondered sometimes, but...parents do.
And you've always had such lovely girlfriends.
That old trick.
I know. And I fell for it.
Such nice girls, as well.
The only thing I feel sad about
is that you couldn't tell us.
Did you think we'd be angry?
I didn't want it to be another way...
Another way?
..to disappoint you.
Will you tell Mum?
No, you should.
Think she'll be upset?
I think she'll be thrilled.
HE LAUGHS Let's hope so!
You know, when I was at college, I had a crush on this boy...
Let's go back inside.
Yeah.
Come on. Yeah.
THEY GRUNT
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS
MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH
Oh, God.
It's light.
How can it be light?
I've still got the beat in my head.
Doof, doof, doof.
We'd like to check out, please. Have you got that?
Doof, doof, doof.
Doof, doof...
TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT IN SPANISH
Dad, come on! We're going to miss it!
Come on!
HE GROANS
At last! The sea!
Can you afford this?
If we share a room.
One night, and I'm gone.
OK. Well, let's swim!
I don't have any trunks.
We'll find a shop.
And Al, that conversation we had last night.
If you need to talk about that more... I'm OK.
Let's just swim.
Watch this. I'm going to speak in Spanish now.
Hola!
DOUGLAS SIGHS
What are you meant to do?
Just lie here?
It's so uncomfortable.
They used to torture people like this.
Stake them out on the hot sand.
You can always go back to the room.
Yeah, maybe I will.
I'll go for a swim and...
..leave you to it.
BIRDS CALL
MAN: Medusa. Medusa!
Medusa!
BEACH-GOERS SCREAM
SCREAMING
Albie!
Albie?
Albie! What happened?
I got mugged by jellyfish. Where?
Up in the car park! Where do you think?
It's all over your arms! Yes, I'm aware of that.
Christ, it hurts. Should I pee on you, or something?
No, thank you very much!
Cos I couldn't pee on you. That's years of therapy right there.
It's a myth anyway.
I've always said that beaches are extreme environments.
People should just run from this place.
Run, everyone! Just flee! Dad!
I'm going to go back to the hotel.
I'm going to take some painkillers, I'll stand in the cold shower,
and then, I'll lie in the dark. OK.
What factor are you wearing? Eight.
Eight?! Do you want cancer, Albie?
Look at the sun.
No, don't literally look at the...!
Here. Factor 50 - that's an absolute minimum.
Put it on every 30 minutes, especially if you're going
in the water.
And don't go into the water! Could you calm down, maybe?
Should I come with you? No, no, no, no, I'll be fine.
You just stay there. Have a nice time.
Don't forget the tops of your ears!
HE COUGHS
Oh, come on!
HE GROANS
HE GRUNTS
Agh...
PHONE RINGS
RINGING CONTINUES
HE GASPS
RINGING CONTINUES
LINE RINGS
DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
Hello?
Dad?
HE LAUGHS Did you fall out of bed?
RECEPTIONIST ANSWERS
Hola! Habla inglesa?
Yes, sir, how can I help? OK.
I'm in room 701, and we need an ambulance.
An ambulance? Pronto, please. Straight away.
Yes, now. What is the problem? What is your emergency, sir?
I don't...I don't know. Erm...
Corazon.
Sorry, wait a second. What, Dad?
Corazon?
I think it means heart.
Corazon.
Heart? Corazon? Heart, OK.
Someone's comb under here.
You sure you shouldn't sit?
I can't.
Should I lift you?
I feel I should stay still.
What if you go unconscious?
Well, then, I'm afraid that is cardiac arrest,
and you'll have to do CPR.
The kiss of life? Mm.
I don't know how to do that.
Look it up online.
Phone away, please.
Should I call Mum?
No. I don't want her to worry.
For God's sake, Dad.
No, I mean, it's not the best time.
And I'm better.
HISSING INHALE
I'm very frightened, though.
They're on their way.
You're going to be fine.
Hope so.
If I'm not...
..tell your mother...
Oh, she knows.
Let's just lie here, shall we?
Lie quietly.
And wait.
There's some new clothes in the bag. Hey.
Unless you want to wear those trunks again. Thanks.
And grapes. Cos, you know, cliche.
They're going to do an operation.
Oh. Surgery?
Keyhole surgery.
It's a procedure, really.
Is it dangerous?
Albie, there's no danger.
OK.
But they're doing it tomorrow morning. That soon?
Right.
OK.
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
Albie, did you just take a picture of my drip?
You said I never take your photo.
But my face, not my cannula.
Sorry. No more pictures, please.
You can go back to Sitges, if you want.
No.
I'm going to stay here.
But the hotel's paid for.
Can't bear the idea of it going to waste. You see?
This is the kind of thinking that got you in here in the first place.
HE CHUCKLES Just go to sleep, Dad.
CONNIE: Hello there.
Can you hear me?
Douglas?
Step away from the light.
Hello there.
Douglas?
SOFTLY: You came.
Well, I didn't have much on and TV was lousy, so...
..here I am.
I stink, I'm afraid. That's OK.
Shows you're alive. Mm.
Unless it's decay.
Douglas! You're not dead yet.
I feel it.
How do you feel?
Bruised, but inside.
Very strange.
Like someone's got a finger - two fingers - inside your chest,
and they're wiggling them about.
I thought it was keyhole surgery.
More Chubb than Yale.
The lengths you'll go to to keep this holiday going.
I can't even go home. It's not safe to fly.
I know, Albie told me.
Not for two weeks at least.
Quite a holiday.
Let's do the same trip every year, exactly the same.
HE CHUCKLES Holiday of a lifetime.
ALBIE: Good afternoon, senor, senora.
Thank you for coming. This way.
I got you somewhere without stairs, just in case.
I can climb stairs, Albie. Thank you.
It's gorgeous, Albie!
It belongs to some architect, or something.
But he's away for the summer.
So, until it's safe for you to fly, you can stay here.
Looks expensive.
Thankfully, somebody insisted on comprehensive travel insurance.
There's a kitchen, somewhere for you to read.
How many bedrooms?
Just this.
I'm leaving.
Tonight, actually.
If you like it, I can give you the keys now.
Where to? Ibiza.
You know, for the museums.
We've talked about it. He's meeting friends there. He won't be alone.
Somewhere to stay. It's all organised.
And it's nearby. So...
No, that makes sense.
Good, good.
There's a terrace, too.
And I suppose this could be our room - or maybe Albie's.
Nice and bright.
Not today, it's a bit grey, but it could be.
Pictures on the wall. Mm.
You're not sure?
No, I like it. I do.
It's so quiet.
Do you think we'll get used to that?
You don't want to move, do you?
Well, you can't keep commuting. It's going to kill you.
At the same time... You don't want to move?
I do, Douglas.
I've lived in the city my whole life.
70 minutes from our door.
You said the journey was miserable.
Well, that was when I was commuting every day.
If you got a new job here, locally?
There'll be something, I'm sure there will.
And what about my friends?
I don't know anyone here on a wet Sunday in February.
We'll make friends.
We'll go for walks with Albie.
Maybe if we have another kid...
Look at the massive garden.
Doesn't it feel too big?
It's just three bedrooms.
Not too big, too...empty?
We'll fill it - with noise and fun.
New start, new friends.
There's a good school for Albie. You could paint again.
Maybe we could get a dog.
If that's what you want.
OK.
We'll get a dog, but we mustn't get...steady, we mustn't get dull.
Because I can't bear that thought.
It will never be dull.
I promise.
Hola. Could I get a ticket to...
So, I imagine it's not a surprise to you.
Well, I've read some of his poetry, and that was pretty...clear.
But I had my suspicions before then.
Why did we never talk about it?
I suppose it was just something else on the list.
You OK with it?
I am.
80-90%.
I do worry.
When you're usually so calm!
A while ago, it would have been pure panic. Mm.
TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT IN SPANISH
He'll work it out.
I'd better go.
I'll miss you, Mum. Yeah, call me.
Not constantly, but a lot. Yeah.
Bye, then. Bye, Dad.
Make sure you do everything I wouldn't do.
Are you seriously slipping money into my hand? I am.
That's so old school.
Thank you.
See you in September.
Bye.
Of course, we're going to have to make some changes, but that's OK.
No alcohol. Can you believe it?
That's good, isn't it? Waking up with a clear head every day.
Oh, so you'll be stopping, too? Are you mad?
We're going to have to eat less salt, less meat, less dairy.
Mediterranean diet.
Well, that's fine while we're in the Mediterranean.
Well, they've olive oil in England now.
We'll keep it up.
I'm not eating anchovies.
What did you think? Did your life flash before you?
Thankfully not.
Mostly I just swore.
"Fucking hell, this is it, I'm dying and in these terrible bathers."
THEY SNICKER
I worried you'd come and identify the body, and just laugh.
They had to cut me out of them.
32-inch waist.
Maybe that's what brought it on - bather thrombosis.
It's a recognised condition.
And then, when Albie was there, I wanted to say -
it's quite sentimental but,
"Sorry I wasn't a better dad."
Oh, come on.
No, I mean... I don't know, more fun.
Before I was a parent, I used to think,
never, ever say the following things -
"Eat your vegetables. Don't cry. Don't eat then swim.
"Brush your teeth."
All those boring things my parents said - just don't say them.
Then you open your mouth, and they just pour out.
I think it's fine to tell him to brush his teeth.
As long as you say other things, as well.
Not sure I ever did.
And he was always so in love with you.
It's a bit more complicated than that.
SHE SIGHS Anyway, there's still time.
And I was going to give him a message for you, too.
You already know it.
Your PIN number?
DOUGLAS CHUCKLES
Exactly. With my last breath.
I already know your PIN number.
You do? Oh, please.
Go on.
5987. Mine?
Wow.
Well, when we first met, it was 1234,
which was just unacceptable to me. Ssh! Your heart!
And then, about ten years ago, you changed it to 9271.
Oh, that's nice.
Is there anything we don't know about each other?
Well, Douglas...
..5987.
9271 to you, too.
I've been thinking - when we get back, you should paint again.
SHE LAUGHS No, really.
What's brought this on?
You were so good.
You are so good.
That's very nice of you, but I don't think anyone's holding their breath
for another middle-aged hack.
You're not a hack.
And even if you were, if it gives you pleasure...
You're telling me to get a hobby?
Nothing wrong with hobbies.
Except it wasn't a hobby.
I was so serious about it. It was everything to me.
The only thing I wanted to do.
The only thing I could do.
I'd rather not do it at all than...dabble.
Everyone dabbles to begin with.
Then you see what happens.
You're very philosophical these days.
Thought I might leave my job, too.
Really? It's not real science, is it?
Just stressful admin.
I never loved it like I loved actual research.
I miss my fruit flies.
So, what will you do? I don't know. Something hands-on.
Research again, or teaching maybe?
Something that won't have me clutching my left arm again
in a couple of months.
I think that sounds like a good idea.
What time's the flight?
You OK with that?
Course.
Let me carry that. No, I'm not an invalid.
I know, but you must be careful.
Oh, Connie. You forgot to cancel the papers.
I'm sorry, it slipped my mind. There's three weeks' worth.
Douglas, I thought you were dying!
FLIES BUZZ
Don't know why I do it. We've got plenty of shampoo.
Force of habit, I suppose.
Let's go and get Mr Jones, shall we?
It's colder.
Yeah. Autumn now. Come on!
DOG BARKS I should've worn a coat.
I'll go back. No.
No, you need to look after yourself now. It won't take a moment.
I'm fine. Don't go back. Stay here.
In fact, stay.
Connie!
I want you to stay with me.
I understand why you wanted to go,
but I don't think you should. Not now.
I know it's frightening, it just being the two of us again.
It frightens me, too.
But I know that we can make it feel more like it did when we began.
Long time ago, Douglas. I know. Can't ever be like that again.
I'm not even sure I want it to be.
Well, then, it'll be better.
I've changed.
And I don't just mean I've had a stent fitted.
I can see where we went wrong, where I went wrong.
With you and Albie - getting bored, being boring,
taking things for granted, not listening.
That won't happen now.
Besides, not having you around every day - it's inconceivable.
I can't conceive of it.
I want us to stay together, to grow old together,
but in a fun way.
And if that means moving house or starting again in a new town,
in a new country, even - then that is fine.
We'll do it.
There are only good things ahead of us from now on, I promise you.
Let's see, shall we?
There's no rush.
Let's...wait and see what happens.
DOG BARKS
This is it.
It's fine.
It's meant to be like this -
desk, bed, wardrobe, sink.
Doesn't have a sink at home.
Exactly. It's fine.
Erm, see this warning label?
"Do not obstruct vents - risk of fire." That's not a lie.
Don't dry your clothes on here. I won't.
So, shall we help you unpack? No.
Shall we...go?
Yes, please. Go.
BOTH SNIFFLE
Oh, Christ. Look at us.
You can't cry and drive. It isn't safe.
You're worse.
I'll drive. SHE LAUGHS
Let's just sit here for a moment, shall we?
BOTH LAUGH
SHE SOBS
OK. How shall we do this?
I thought I'd start in the loft, and then, work down.
Shouldn't we be in the same room? OK.
I can't face the loft.
The kitchen, then.
I'll put some music on.
Eight and four, I think?
You'll need them as much as I do.
For all the dinner parties? Yeah.
Six each.
Oh-ho! Albie's baby teeth.
What do you think? Six, seven each?
I'm all right for children's teeth.
You can pick out the nice ones.
Charity shop? You keep them.
Old VHS tapes? Dump.
Desperately Seeking Susan?
BOTH LAUGH
Ouzo from Crete? Recycling.
"Limoncello, souvenir of Sicily, 2002."
No, thank you.
Look - Edinburgh, 1998.
You can have that.
It's hardly worth packing.
Come on. You can have one.
Creme de menthe - whose idea was that?
Wow. Some kind of Turkish brandy.
Here.
To...all the holidays.
BOTH EXHALE
This is such a waste of time. No, it's not. Come on...
Background music. We've got to get on with packing.
They're all online.
It's not the same.
This is the first mix tape I ever made you.
Do you remember the first track? Without looking?
MUSIC: Who Knows Where The Time Goes by Sandy Denny
Mm.
♪ Across the evening sky
♪ All the birds are leaving
♪ But how can they know...
I think that's enough. Let's go to bed.
♪ Before the winter fire
♪ I will still be dreaming
♪ I have no thought of time
♪ For who knows where the time goes?
♪ Who knows where the time goes... ♪
BIRDSONG
I'd better think about going.
I'll head to the dump, then set off.
Do you want me to drive up to London with you?
I could get the train back.
I'm quite capable of driving a van.
But at the flat, you'll want someone to unload.
No. I'd rather do it myself.
Fine.
I'll finish up here.
Hey.
I've put your essentials out front, the stuff you can fit in the van.
I saw that.
You have to be careful. Lifting by yourself?
I'm not an old man. Not just yet.
Now, I'm going to take the stuff I need now for the flat,
and get the removal guys booked.
The stuff we can't use, we can put it in storage, sell it, whatever.
I'll do the charity shop run.
The estate agents can show the house, I think,
like this, don't you?
Shall I leave my key?
I guess so.
There's no way of dividing this, so...
..you have it.
Are you sure?
I'd like copies of the photos when you can. That's all I need.
And...you're sure?
Not going to forget anything.
Thank you...for making that easier.
I found it hard. Yes, me, too.
But it could've been worse.
Sure you're going to be all right, driving this on the motorway?
Yeah, of course. Use the wing mirrors.
Don't drive too fast.
I know how keen you are to get away.
I never thought it was a mistake.
I've never...regretted it.
Never will.
Listen to me.
Meeting you, marrying you...
It was the best thing I ever did.
And when our daughter died, I wanted to die too,
and the only reason I didn't was because you were always there.
You're a fine, brilliant man, Douglas.
You've no idea how much I've loved being married to you.
And now you can be my fine, brilliant ex-husband.
And we've a son who's exactly as maddening as he should be,
and he's ours.
He's mine and yours, and he's part of both of us.
And the fact that you and I didn't last forever...
Well, you've got to stop thinking of it as a failure or defeat.
Cos we were good, the two of us together.
And it's not the end of the world. It's not.
And I swear, Douglas, life will go on and it will be good.
It will.
DOUGLAS BREATHES DEEPLY
GENTLE CHATTER
I suppose I'm just glad it wasn't my prostate.
SHE CHUCKLES
At least he's got some photos of you now.
Look at the one of me drooling. Yeah.
I don't know when your passport runs out, but that's the one.
What do you think?
Hate it, don't you? Not at all.
No, your father was just saying how compelling it all is.
Not just compelling.
I think it's wonderful.
Well, I should go.
So, I'm seeing you next week?
Exactly. Just let me know where. I will.
No small plates this time. I don't like sharing my food.
Yes, I noticed.
Look, we're going to go for a drink, if you wanted to join us...
No, I'll get on. OK.
You look well, Douglas. You, too.
Got the corduroy out, I see.
Lasts a lifetime.
Is that a good thing? I think so.
Back in fashion, apparently.
Is it now? And who told you that?
I'm pleased to see you.
Me, too.
There's a lot going on, isn't there?
There certainly is.
Sorry I'm a little late. No, it's fine.
Wonderful painting. It is.
So, shall we move on?
Yes, let's move on.