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Mom!
Oh yes... no, not always.
I mean I have a cooker,
I used to kick it.
I mean I had to kick it, just to make it work.
But what are you gonna do?
Did you find it?
The dresser?
- No. - Oh...
- Hi! - This is Bella.
Oh hi, look Gruff, I don't have much time...
Running the place for 30 years now,
can you believe it?
Not me, it's a family thing.
- My dad and his brother run it now. - Oh, okay.
- Where's Mom? - I can show you around if you want.
It's really a neat space.
- That'd be great... - No, that's fine, thanks.
Great.
- C'mon... - I don't have the time to...
- Let's go and see the shop. - No!
My papa wanted to re-create suburban living as much as possible in '87...
Kinda like IKEA sort of thing?
I've never been to IKEA.
He figured that people would connect more to it,
than if he'd just set it up normally.
It's beautiful. This is great.
Dave!
Dave, have a look at this space.
I mean it's incredible, the details, it's fantastic.
- Papa wss so good at that. - Yeah.
He made people feel real connection.
- Let me show you upstairs. - Thank you, thank you.
Dave, come through.
You know, we actually have plenty of cases
where clients stayed over night.
To Papa, it was a testimony he did something right, you know?
Okay. That'd be nice.
We actually encourage them to leave though.
You can easily get confused in a place like this.
- What an entrance! - It's so big, you know?
Oh, wow!
I feel at home.
Well, feel free to stay if you want.
Oh, thank you.
What were you looking for anyway?
I'm looking for a Bennet. I think it's a dresser.
Some type...
I don't know about a Bennet.
We're officially closed.
We just went out of business unfortunately.
Oh, no, I'm really sorry to hear that.
No, it's fine, we go in and out of business all the time.
Oh really?
Are you ready to leave Mom?
EAhm, I'll leave you to it.
Give me a shout. I'll be downstairs.
I'm not coming, David.
Why? Are you alright?
I'm fine, I'm...
I'm just not going with you.
Ahmm...
Can you go upstairs and check on Mom?
Did she find something?
Yes, she did actually. A couch.
A couch?
- Wait, the big green one? - Yeah.
What brand?
It's Viridi.
- That's a premium bed, really. - Oh, really?
She always had good taste. I mean there was this time...
Can you just go and check on her, Gruff?
What, now?
Yeah.
Fine.
So you're 48?
Huh?
How old are you?
Oh, forty-eight.
Huh!
That's Gruff, my older brother. He's fifty-five.
Married.
Wow, he looks a lot younger.
And that's your mom up there?
Eighty-two.
God, I'm sorry.
I mean my grandpa was 82 when he passed.
Oakbed Furniture. Bella speaking.
What did she say to you?
She said she wanted to stay.
And you?
Same.
Then you are in the right place: model 2000, let go of your mother...
You think she's hungry?
No, I don't.
I am though.
- Hello? Yeah? - Hey, where are you?
Oh yeah, we're on the way now.
Great, do you have the cake?
What the fuck?
Manolo's just called and said you haven't picked it up yet.
Yeah, actually, I'm actually...
I'm getting them.
I could also bring some...
I could also bring some Chinese food if you like.
Thank you...
No, I don't need Chinese food, I need you to come to the party, please.
Hey, Lincoln!
No!
Alright, well listen, I...
Did you hear anything?
About what?
From?
Did you not go up and check on her?
I got you some food, Mom.
What do you say we just eat and then...
And then we're gonna leave, okay?
I know what's going on.
Do you?
Because I'm pretty sure I don't know...
Did you pay them?
Did I pay who for what?
For the couch?
Do you want the couch? Is that what it is?
We can maybe get you the couch.
We can...
There's some really nice stuff downstairs
that we could check out also.
Huh.
Look, we can't just stay here...
Gruff and I, we gotta go, you know?
Your brother sounds like he's doing very nicely with that little lady downstairs.
Jesus Christ, Mom!
Mom!
You gotta help me out here.
What's happening?
Hmm?
Ah, there you are...
There you are!
Look, it'll be nice.
I'll drive us there, and we can have some cake.
And then I'll drive us home.
Hmm?
The kids haven't seen you in so long. They really miss you.
Well, I'm not too sure I miss them.
Here, I want to give you this.
I wanted to give it to you before, actually.
If I can get it out.
There.
What is that?
Do I need this?
It wouldn't be right to give it to anyone else.
Well, where does it go?
The dresser.
I'm sure you'll find it.
Gruff...
Yeah?
What do you know about this dresser?
No more than you.
Cherry or dark oak, I think.
Ivory top, I think.
Ivory?
Marble?
I think we should find it.
Is there something wrong?
Do you think we should call Linda?
- Huh? - Yeah...
I think we should call Linda.
Is she coming?
Oh, ahh...
I don't know.
They don't serve anyone. They don't care for these support dogs.
Not even if it's
a chihuahua, he says to the blind man.
And the blind man says: "What?"
"They got me a chihuahua?"
Ahm.
So here's what we'll do...
Mom, why don't I drive us home?
And then Gruff and I will stay with you for the whole rest of the day.
- Won't we Gruff? - Yeah, sure, if that's what you want.
Hmm?
Mom, we're gonna have to carry you out of here
if you don't wanna leave by your own...
Oh, good luck with that!
As soon as you grab my arms and legs, I'll throw myself all around...
And I'll bite you and I'll kick you...
And if you get as far as the stairs,
I will fall and hit my head so hard it'll burst!
Oakbed Furniture, Bella speaking...
You don't want that, do you, David?
Gruff!
Gruffudd!
Yeah?
Someone's on the phone for you!
Oh, if you'll excuse me.
Gimme the phone.
Gimme the phone, you little stinker!
Okay, here's Gruff.
Hello?
I understand that you have to make other plans, David.
You're a family man now.
Hi, Sorry no, that's Bella.
Yeah.
Where are you?
How are the kids, anyway?
Yeah, good, they're good.
- Who do you think is on the phone? - And Anne? How's Anne?
Yeah, she's...
This layout... It's just beautiful...
What time is it, David?
Oh!
Oh, my god!
Shit!
And now he's running across the room.
Hey...
Where...?
- Where the fuck are you? - Hey, honey, hey.
I called you a million times.
Did you? But my phone didn't ring.
There must be something up with my...
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Tom, Julia's dad, had to go and pick up the cakes.
And bring them here. And thank God, otherwise,
we would have no cakes...
for her party.
- Who's Julia's dad? - Who's Julia's dad?
What kinda question is that? Julia's dad is Julia's dad.
How come you've got Julia's dad's number?
Who cares? Where are you?
I'm at Oakbed.
What?
You're at Oakbed?
She's fucking crazy! You're at Oakbed?
I know, I know.
Gruff is here.
Gruff? Like Gruffudd is?
Yeah.
Why?
We're picking up a dresser.
Linda's on her way.
- Here? - Yeah, she just called.
She's coming now?
David!
Gruffudd!
Honey, I'm gonna have to call you back.
Gruffudd!
What's up, Mom?
You called for us?
Right, my pills.
- What pills? - Pills?
I keep them next to my bed.
What kind of pills?
Yellow pills. You'll find them.
Oh, beautiful...
It's a duvet, isn't it?
It's a real best-seller, ma'am.
How about that?
- Who is that? - That's a...
Shall we?
I told you, there's no such thing as a street named Ideal.
But no, no, "You'll find it. If you don't find that..."
"Turn left on Pleasant." Which way am I going here?
Down to the end and left.
"It's a soft left, not a hard left."
What the fuck is the difference between "soft" left and "hard" left?
One's softer and the other one's more extreme...
She's up here?
- In there, yeah? - She up there by herself?
- Open the door. - Oh, forget it!
Would have been here so much earlier if you just give me the right directions.
You know this has got something to do with Paul...
- Tall Paul or small Paul? - Jenny, Jenny, Jenny...
- Tall Paul? - Oh Jesus.
Mom!
Oh, how nice of you to come.
You really didn't have to.
What's going on?
How are you, honey?
How long have you been here?
How long's she been here?
- Two, three hours. - Four hours.
You hurt?
- She hurt? - No.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm fine.
Thank you. Thank you, dear.
- Alright, I'm calling 911. - Wait, no, no, no, hang on.
- Can we discuss this? - Discuss what?
- She's clearly lost her mind. - That's not fair!
Should we? Let's just talk about it, the three of us.
Alright, let's talk.
What's wrong with you guys?
How long you gonna let her stay here?
She asked for pills.
- What pills? - Next to her bed.
- She did? - Yeah.
- I don't know about any pills. - No...
But what about if we...
If we go and get them, and then she takes them,
and then we can leave.
I think that's a good idea.
- Who are you? - That's Bella.
That's Bella.
Hi, nice to meet you.
- Bella works here. - That's my older sister, Linda.
Why don't we just call someone who can come pick her up?
My dad'll be here soon, he can help you if you want.
- Oh, thank you, Bell. - Or we could just wait.
For what?
- She's sitting in a fucking couch... - Shhh...
So far she's just been...
She's just been sitting there.
Whatever.
Why don't we go and get those pills.
Out of gas?
Yeah, but it can't be.
Seems you're out of gas.
Whoah, listen man! Shit, listen to that.
Anne said that she called me.
I drove a Porsche once. This is, this is...
- Dirty. - What about these pills?
Do you think they're for her eyes?
She would have said.
I don't know what.
I'm not so sure.
Old people take pills for all kinds of shit, you know?
Mom said that you got married?
Oh yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Who is she?
Who's who?
Your wife?
Rey?
Yeah?
She's great.
Great!
Was Linda there?
- Where? - At the wedding.
Yeah, I think she was. Yeah, why?
No, that's...
That's a big thing, you know. Congrats, that's...
That's finally settling down, you know?
How do you mean?
Well, marrying...
You got married.
It's...
Congratulations.
Nothing.
There's nothing here.
Did you know about this?
Know what?
She's moving!
Is she?
No, I don't think so.
Strange.
Let me try the bathroom.
Just aspirin.
Yeah, they're supposed to be yellow.
Pink, right?
Yellow.
- I'm pretty sure she said pink. - No, she said yellow.
Alright, well, a two-colored pill is never good news.
Nah, nothing.
I can't find anything.
I'm gonna call her.
Let me try Oakbed's.
Straight to voicemail.
Oh, I know.
Bella, hey it's Gruff. Hey, how are you?
I'm fine.
Hmm,
Listen, I was just wondering, do you know where my mom is?
Would you mind putting her on the phone?
Please, darling, thank you.
Oh, we do?
Ahh, well, just tell her we can't find her pills.
We can't find them.
Anyway...
Anyway, we looked high and low.
Okay, Bella?
Hah-hah...
Well, thank you very much, I'm very flattered and...
No, you are!
Hmm? Alright...
Hey, guess what?
Huh?
What's that key?
Guess what?
What?
No, you said, "Guess what?"
Yeah, oop...
Hello.
Yeah, sure...
How many of those would you like?
Okay.
Okay, thank you.
Bye, bye.
What the fuck is an Idaho Spud?
What does a Bennet look like?
Ivory edges I think. Bella didn't say.
No, she did, she said it was marble-topped.
I didn't see any marble top.
So is it true what Mom said?
Said what?
About you and Anne.
What did she say?
Could you afford it?
What?
My mate Alan...
Back home. A lovely lad.
Had it all, you know.
Now he just lives in a one-bedroom flat with his old mate from college.
Sleeps on the floor.
What did he do?
Neglect, Dave. Do you believe it?
Neglect?
So it's true, you're getting divorced?
I'm not getting divorced!
No one's getting divorced!
Well I'm here if you need me, Dave, you know?
That shit's never easy, man.
[door bell, shop announcer.
How's he doing?
He's...
He couldn't find it.
Come on.
- Mom. - Did you find the pills?
Where is the dresser?
They're just vitamins anyway.
What is this, a game to you, Mom?
I don't have times for games, Mom, not today!
Did you get the spuds I was asking for them before?
Oh, for God's sake.
- This is ridiculous. - Hey Mom...
Here's your Idaho Spuds.
Oh, I'll never finish two of these.
Okay. Thank you, Gruff.
Thank you.
That's unusual.
Mom...
Mom!
You didn't have to go all crazy just to get the three of us together!
No...
Unusual in a bad way.
See it...
Reminds me of your dads.
Fuck this, I'm calling 911.
Oh, Jesus, do we...?
Why is everything a fucking 911 situation?
Is that something that you want to talk about, Mom?
No, not at all!
The fact that she just talked about our dads.
That's never happened before. I think that's something.
You wanna stay here for a fucking family meeting?
Yes!
Yeah, I do actually. Do you mind?
Fuck off, David.
- Ahh, c'mon... - Gruff...
- What do you think? - I don't know.
We should wait.
Look, Linda...
Maybe, she's trying to tell us something, you know?
You got that now?
David!
You know what, Tom...?
- Dad! - We'll figure it out.
- Bree! - You missed my party!
I'm so sorry!
- You missed my party! - I know.
I felt so... Was it fun?
David, what is going on?
Linda, Gruff...
- Long time. - Listen, tomorrow...
You and me, we'll go to the beach and we're gonna eat
as much ice cream as we can.
No, no, hey Linc, go upstairs...
Grandma's upstairs on the big couch.
Go tell her you love her, and you miss her,
but this is important...
Ask her to make you pancakes back at her place later today.
Yeah, she'll love that. Go and ask her!
Honey, go with your brother.
- Who's this guy? - That's Julia's dad.
Well, where's Julia?
- You just left Julia? - Where've you been?
Your grandma is in there.
It's a longer story.
Did you tell her?
Tell me what?
- Tell me what? - About Mom.
Did something happen?
- No, it's just... - Did something happen?
No, she's sort of fallen for this couch.
Okay, so buy her the couch!
Great idea!
Let's buy it and carry her out of here.
Carry her out? Is she okay?
- No. - She's fine.
She's fine. She's fine.
She's fine?
Guys, have you been here all day?
- Can you imagine? - No, I can't imagine.
The boys wouldn't mind if she stayed a little bit longer.
- David, did you call 911? - No, I think this is all gonna be...
This is all gonna be much, much clearer...
Hi.
- And who is this? - Hey, ah, yes...
Do you guys think you're leaving pretty soon?
- 'Cause I gotta wrap it up. - Okay, I'm gonna call 911.
That's not necessary.
Well, she could stay here.
- Here? - Your mom's gonna...?
Yeah, we have everything she needs, we have a kitchen, we have towels...
Wait, wait, how would that...?
Would you stay?
No.
No, I gotta go but...
One of you could stay, we have extra beds upstairs.
Okay, we can not stay.
Gruff, can you...?
- No, I can't. - Why?
- I've gotta pick Rey up. - Who's Rey?
- My wife. - Linda...
Fuck you, David. I'm not staying in this fucking shithole.
You should watch your tone, ma'am.
Excuse me?
I mean it's hard enough as it is.
And this is my dad's store. You can't just cuss like that here.
If it's not to your liking...
Just leave.
Did she just fucking ma'am me?
- Yeah. - Yes.
Anne, hi, I'm sorry...
- Did you need a ride home? - Tom, so sorry! I'm so sorry!
Actually Tom, she has a husband and car.
So she's fine.
Thank you so much for paying for the cake.
He's handsome fellow, ain't he?
Thank you.
We're gona go home. We're going home.
- Can we go? - I can't, I can't.
You can't?
My mom is upstairs on a sofa!
Oh, this is great. Thank you.
Sure?
Okay.
I'll pay you.
You can sort that out later?
Okay.
You'll be okay, right?
Yeah, sure.
Sleep well, soldier.
You put in a good fight today.
Are you hungry, Mom?
No.
Now, you see...
When I was a little girl,
we used to make our own Christmas decorations.
You know, with string, popcorn and cranberries
for garlands for the tree.
My brothers were much better at it than I was.
But this one time...
I cut a little figure from an orange,
and it came out really good.
And I was really proud of it.
So I took it to my father to show him,
He said, "Who's this?"
Well, I hadn't thought about who it was,
so I just said, "It's me."
So he says, "You?"
And he turns it around and he says,
"This can't be you."
"It's got a penis."
"You're not a boy!"
And he started laughing.
And my brothers joined in. They were all laughing.
And suddenly I felt so...
ashamed!
That I wasn't a boy, I was just a girl.
Do you find that funny, David?
Where did you get the knife?
What?
Where did you get the knife, Mom?
Oh, it's just a letter-knife for cutting.
Did you bring it?
Yeah, in case you grab me!
- Give it to me, Mom. - No! It's my knife!
- Give me the knife. - No, I'm not...
Give me the...
Oh!
What you do that for?
You cut me!
I cut you?
It was your fault, and you know it!
Look at that. I can't believe you.
Are you still gonna stay, David?
I don't know now.
Well, I'm not gonna stab you again!
Especially in your sleep, if that's what you're thinking.
Just go to sleep, Mom.
I mean you don't...
You don't stab someone in the back, that's for sure.
Not even family!
Oh, my god!
- Jesus Christ, you scared me! - You scared me!
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
What are you doing here?
Ahhm...
My dad would kill me if he finds out that I left you guys here.
It was a bad idea.
What?
You mean you didn't tell him?
No.
- You can trust me. - I don't know you.
Oakbed Furniture, Bella speaking.
What happened to your hand?
Oh...
For you.
- Hello? - Hey, it's me.
Bree wants to tell you something.
Okay.
Peanut!
Bree, it's Daddy!
I have him on the phone!
Here.
You're so busy.
- Hi, Dad! - Hey, honey.
I want the blue swimsuit tomorrow,
and not the one with the horses.
Okay, tell Mom that's fine 'cause I'm...
The blue...
and not the one with the horses.
Yeah, okay, noted. Alright, my love.
Bye!
Hey Mom!
Okay, bye, I love you.
- Give me the phone. - Are you sure it's in there?
Yeah, but...
Oh...
I'm taking my daughter to the beach tomorrow.
Cute.
Do you wanna...
grab a shower?
Together?
No.
Oh, I didn't mean that I wanted...
Look, excuse me...
Tell me something, David.
- What happened to you guys? - What happened?
Can you give me a towel?
- Sorry? - Can you grab me a towel?
Oh yeah, of course.
Over here.
Huh?
What?
I mean...
You all seem so broken.
Oh...
Do you love her?
My mom?
Yeah, of course I do.
Oh, well...
I mean...
It's admirable, considering what she did to you.
What did she do?
It smells so good, doesn't it?
Yeah...
Your turn.
You reek.
Wow!
Your hand!
Let me look at it.
Ugh...
Let me see it. Does it hurt?
- No. - No?
Come.
Okay.
Gentle.
- Too tight? - No.
Good. Have a seat.
Okay.
Grab some wine.
I don't know much about wine but
my friend is sort of a connoisseur,
and he always said,
"If it tastes good, it is good."
Oh, wow...
This looks...
fantastic.
So this is an old family recipe.
- Goodness, thank you. - I hope you eat meat.
It'd be awkward if you didn't.
No, I do, I do.
I love meat.
I love it.
Okay.
- Mmm. - Good?
Mmm.
Yeah.
Tell me about your dad.
Umm, my dad?
Is he still alive?
I don't know. I think so.
You didn't know him?
No, no...
But my mom talks about him a lot.
Do you know his name?
- Paul. - Paul?
So it's you and Linda...
and...
Uhh..
Gruff, Gruffudd.
He's the funny one.
Yeah, he's the funny one.
Spunky.
Yeah.
None of you look alike.
- No? - No.
Well, we all have...
We all have different dads so...
- All three of you? - Can I just say, this is...
- Great! - What happened?
No, nothing really.
That sounds like a lie.
My...
My mom had Linda when she was really young.
And so she...
Like really young.
And she let her stay with her grandparents and...
And then my mom, she moved to Europe.
And had Gruff?
Right.
And you?
Me and my mom came here when I was about 13.
And she left him behind too?
- Did she let you see them? - I wrote loads of letters to them.
But they never...
It is what it is.
Sometimes it isn't.
She is sort of like one of those old pub jokes.
- Old pub jokes? - You know...
Who walks into a bar
and fucks a Welshman, a Scotsman and an American?
- Who? - Your mother.
My mother...
Oh god!
I don't think she would think it's funny.
Oh.
Oh...
You're doing good though.
I've seen a lot worse.
...But soon I'm revealing my love for you over again.
My cigarette burns me
I wake with a start.
My hand isn't hurt
but there's pain in my heart.
Awake or asleep
every memory I'll keep.
Deep in a dream of you.
I'm deep in a dream of you.
Oh shoot!
Uhhh...
I hope I didn't wake you, sir.
Who are you?
I'm sorry, I'm David.
Ahh, Marcus.
I run this place.
Is that your mama over there?
- Yeah. - Ahh.
- Sorry about all this. - No, don't be.
There's hot coffee downstairs.
How you feeling today, Mom?
Did you sleep well?
You want some coffee? I'll get us some coffee.
I never wanted any children, David.
I had awful dreams last night.
You know when I had Gruffudd,
I cried for months.
That's not unusual.
A lot of women go through that, they just don't talk about it.
Did you know that between Linda and Gruffudd,
I had five babies removed from me?
Five.
I tried to get rid you too but...
You clinched on to my uterus for dear life.
You've always clinched on to me, David.
Are you listening?
It's not my fault!
Sure, Mom.
It's not my...
Hey.
Did you run all the way up here?
No.
Okay.
Can I just...? Excuse me.
Oh my god, who's that guy?
- Something just hit me. - That's Marcus.
Did you...?
Did you pay for it already?
For what?
- The bed. - The Viridi?
Yeah, that's it. If you didn't,
I'll give you a good price.
No, I don't know that we ever...
We never intended to actually...
It's a real nice bed. I mean, it's great taste.
Alright, well, how much?
Gruff!
A grand.
No, no, no...
Look, two actually.
Handmade and all.
Oh, we'll think about it.
She'll just stay and we carry it out.
I have a truck.
Alright.
Well, that's really nice of you, Marcus.
I'm just thinking.
Yeah, alright, thank you.
He must be joking, right?
Well, it's a good deal.
Is she dead enough yet?
Oakbed Furniture, Bella speaking.
David?
Your wife's on the phone.
I'll tell you that shit'll kill you.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah, I think so.
Whatever.
It's your life.
- Hello. - Hi, we just got here to the...
...beach, so I was just, I'm gonna call work.
It's alright, David, seriously...
No, no, no, I'm literally out the door.
I'll see you, just stay there, I'll be right there.
Alright, love, okay.
Where's Dad?
Honey...
- Linda, I need your car! - No.
I need your fucking car keys right now!
I'm a good man.
I'm a decent human being.
I'm a good dad to Bree. I'm sorry, Bree.
Shit.
Okay.
Dad's here!
Oh, my god.
What car is that?
Honey, you can't just park the car there, sweetie.
I don't think that's...
- David? - Yeah, I know, I'm here.
I know, I know.
- David, look at me. - Yeah.
- I know. - But nothing happened.
It's alright, it's alright.
Then okay, so I can go and you should...
How's it all going?
It's fine, what is going?
Yeah, okay.
You don't have to take it all on, honey.
I know, yesterday was crazy!
It doesn't have to be all your responsibility.
I know.
Are they helping?
Who?
Helping with what?
Here.
Bree, wait for me!
Look, Bree needs to wear her floaties.
Yeah.
- On tightly. - Yeah, okay.
Okay, I got this. I'll see you later.
Bree, hang on!
- What? - Are you ready?
Don't forget to put your floaties on! I need to put your floaties on!
I don't need those anymore.
Yeah, we do. I need you to put them on your arms!
But Tom showed me how to swim like a real big girl.
- What? Tom did? - Yeah, like this!
Oh really?
Well...
Okay...
Well, I'm going to put them on in a minute.
Hello.
Dave. How are you, man? How's your day?
Yeah?
- Bree, don't go far! - Okay.
Someone called Marco's here.
- Who? - Marco.
...a couple of hundred years!
- Marcus? - No, not the same.
They want us to pay them.
For what?
The couch.
She's off the couch?
No, she's still on the couch.
- Just tell them... - Tell them what?
You'll just have to...
- You'll just have to tell - them that. - Tell 'em what, Dave?
- Tell... - Tell 'em what?
Just tell them...
That.
He's really mad, he's furious, he's angry...
He's shouting at your mom. Listen.
Who are you?
Bree!
He's... Dave?
Hmm.
Bree!
Bree?
Hey, you didn't see a little girl about this high in a blue swimsuit?
- I don't think so. - No?
Is everything alright?
Well...
I think I might have lost my daughter, yeah.
- Oh God. - Bree!
- Can she swim? - Yeah.
I mean, I dunno.
I've got her fucking floaties!
Shit!
Bree!
Have you lost your mind?
Don't you ever run away from me like that again!
Do you understand?
Sir! Sir!
We kept an eye on her.
She was just playing by the shore.
You kept your eye on her?
What! She was about to fucking die!
Hey!
Sweetie?
Never mind, I love you.
What's going on here?
Last supper.
Oh, Dad wanted to see you.
Now?
Yeah, he said it was urgent.
- Where is he? - In there.
Marcus!
Marcus?
Oh, hey, Bella said you wanted to see me?
Who are you?
I'm David.
We met...
We met earlier.
You part of the family?
Yeah, sure.
You think you can come in here and not pay us?
Sleeping here?
No!
- No, I'm sorry I didn't know... - What's the hold-up, son?
- There's no hold-up... - Marcus!
No hold-up? Sit down.
Marcus!
Jesus Christ!
A lifetime of mutual understanding and suddenly this.
You have a brother, don't you, David?
- Correct? - Yeah, I have one brother.
One's enough. So you get it.
Sorry, sir, I'm not quite sure I follow.
Brothers! You get it.
Oakbed Furniture, Bella speaking.
Darling...
Can you send Marcus back here?
Yeah.
Sorry...
Who are you?
Marco.
And you owe me two grand.
What?
Ah, there you are.
You've met, correct?
- Yes sir. - Oh yes, I think so, yes.
So, we agree?
On what?
Thanks to my brother's very generous hospitality,
it has come to my understanding
that both you and your mother stayed the night,
but I, perhaps, am mistaken?
No, you're not mistaken.
So?
We agreed?
No, sir, your brother and I, we had an agreement,
of one grand, and no more.
Can I have that please?
Split it then.
Sir, hang on.
I'm not sure exactly quite what the plan is...
- I just think that we should... - Dad, Dad...
Can we just discuss it?
- It's fine, he always does this. - Yeah, yeah!
Don't Dad!
We're gonna split it!
I'll get your money!
So now you agree?
Yes, I agree!
These bums don't want to pay us!
You don't want to pay us?
No, yes! I'll pay.
- Is it a deal? - Oh yes!
- Is it a deal? - Yes, it's a fucking deal!
Deadbeats!
Every time. I gotta do this every time.
Your dad's a fucking maniac!
It's okay.
Ooh...
What a day.
How much have you got?
A Bennett is like $300.
- I wasn't expecting... - No, we're not talking about - a dresser.
So what are we talking about?
It's not my fault she picked the most expensive fucking couch in the shop, is it?
- How much? - Two grand.
- Two grand? - But we can split it...
I haven't got that kind of money, Dave.
Shoulda just called 911?
No, that's not the solution to everything, Linda.
It would have saved you two grand.
It would have saved me two grand?
- You know what? Fuck you! - Fuck you, David.
And fuck you too, Gruff!
Fuck you.
No, showing up is not enough!
I'm fed up being the only person that cares about her!
Then don't. Quit looking after her.
Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?
It just seems all you do in life is lick her psycho ass
because you're too afraid to hurt her feelings.
God forbid, you grab some, and just drag her out of here.
That's really daughter-like shit, isn't it, Linda? You've got such a big heart!
- Fuck off, David. - I can't fuck off!
I'd love to, like everyone else in this family, but I can't!
'Cause I stay, and I try, and I care!
And where were you?
Where were you?
Sent all those letters!
I just wanted to be in your lives, and I wanted you in mine, but..
The harder I tried, the further you pushed me away!
Like I was her!
But I'm not her, I'm your fucking brother!
You're such a fucking saint?
At least I fucking try!
But if you don't care, Linda,
feel free to leave.
There's the door.
You think we're here for her?
They...
They say my "Welsh Dragon" is a ten.
The trick is peach snaps.
It's hard to find.
So you gotta go with apricot purée,
instead, which of course makes it sweeter, but it works...
It works a little bit like a Pepsi Challenge, you know?
"First sip, Heaven!"
"Jungle Juice"...
is another one.
Not as strong as "Death In The Afternoon."
But the strongest of them all...
is an "Aunt Roberta."
Two of those fuckers...
Your gag reflex is gone.
Your heart rate dissipates.
Your skin starts to crawl.
Instant death though is...
if you use ethanol instead of vodka.
But this...
is just a "Welsh Dragon."
We didn't get any letters, David.
Cheers.
You think that window is big enough?
Totally.
You see that photo?
See that bed right behind me?
That's where me and Shelly made you.
You were made on a ferry from Swansea to London.
Paul wanted to name you Swansea, but Shelly didn't like that.
Who's Shelly?
You see, he was this dealer...
- Paul was my dad. - He was always...
...off somewhere you didn't want him to be.
The fact is... the fact is...
that the three of you are nothing
but the result of men demanding my love.
I loved your father the most.
But he didn't love me, in the way I wanted him to.
He didn't love you, David.
I've been in this place as long as I can remember.
And still I...
find new things every day.
It's hidden, you know, David?
There's so much that's hidden from me.
You'd be surprised.
Did you apologize to Bree this morning?
See?
It's hard being a parent.
You know that you're doing harm all the time and...
You feel like you want to apologize, but for what?
For being a parent?
What did you do with my letters, Mom?
I saved you.
Saved me?
Saved me from what?
- We're done here. - What are you doing?
C'mon! That's it, I've had enough fun, get up!
Get up!
- Get up! - Get out of here!
No!
You got us all, haven't you?
You fucking got us all, didn't you?
How dare you! How dare you!
Get off of me!
You'll fucking die!
Hmm...
Mom.
I told you it wouldn't work, David.
Stay still, you're bleeding, stay still.
I've been bleeding my whole life.
This is nothing.
- Did it hurt? - No, not at all.
You see, David? Where?
David...
It didn't work.
Yeah.
You see what you did?
Yeah.
Look at this. This is what you did, David.
Look, David...
Just a little, too bad...
...bleeding a lot...
- It's not too bad? - No, it's not bad at all.
911... What's your emergency?
Uhhm...
Yes, hello?
Yeah, hi.
I'm just... I want to...
Sir?
Hello?
I didn't do anything!
I can't do this anymore!
Sir?
Sir, is this about a suicide?
I'll connect you to the Suicide Prevention Center.
I don't think I can carry on!
Okay, hold on.
Hello?
Hello...?
Hello.
Hello...?
Hello.
- Hello? - Oh, there you are.
Hey.
- How are you feeling? - I'm fine.
You had a bad day?
Hello?
David.
David...
Bella, have you seen your dad?
Are you staying?
David!
You have a knife in your back.
The tiny ones are the worst.
- What's your thinking, son? - I don't know.
I don't know.
What should I think?
I'm a sporting man, David.
It's about the race.
Bet one horse, you lose, bet another, you lose again.
You ain't satisfied with the honest dollar, you can make it off the vig.
But it always comes back to these questions:
Ethics, character...
And most importantly, family.
- You understand? - No, I don't.
I represent order around here.
Order, as in a quality of order,
is what my name is known for.
Chaos, on the other hand, is something I react to.
Something I have to react.
You see,
Oakbed's doesn't run on it's own.
I, we, as an institution, offer quality...
and protection.
Protection against what?
A form of protection against man himself.
Or...
the sudden arrival of food poisoning.
After you.
...when she thumps the ghost she felt the mighty roar
and wrapped around their necks.
And she ain't gonna jump no more.
Glory, glory, what a hell of a way to die.
- And she ain't gonna jump no more - Everyone!
Quiet down.
Sit down everyone. Take a seat.
Join me!
- Oakbed's! - Oakbed's!
I want to express my gratitude to you fine folks
who've been part of Oakbed's journey throughout the years.
Now some of you knew my father well.
That's my brother.
And he said that closure is not a defeat.
No.
Life's too short to dwell on commodities that don't work.
On old furniture that no one wants.
Look around you.
This is family.
This is true.
We're here to celebrate. Nothing else.
Please join me.
To the future!
Here, here.
Let's eat!
Excuse me...
Excuse me, sorry.
I'd like to say a few words...
too...
Because I've only been part of Oakbed's journey for two days.
Two...
long days...
and I just wanted to express my...
gratitude...
especially to my brother...
and to my sister...
Because I've come to realize that I've missed you...
my entire life.
And whatever that lady upstairs did to us or...
didn't do to us...
Perhaps we should...
Like Marco said,
"Life is too short to dwell on commodities that don't work."
- It's true. - Oh yeah.
So...
To new...
furniture, I suppose.
To furniture!
Very nice speech.
What is?
Very nice.
Oh...
Thank you.
It's always hard.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
You did so well.
You should't stay too long though.
Where?
I mean it's nice and all,
but...
people tend to get confused in a place like this.
It's big, you know?
Like IKEA?
We always encourage our clients to leave.
Where should I go?
Mom!
David!
David, bring me that blanket right there!
David, would you help me with this, please?
What are you doing with the couch?
Just help me, give me a hand!
It's a boat, watch your feet!
Can you get me that blanket right there?
Bring it to me!
- That? - Yeah.
Bring it here.
- Where are you going? - Here...
Here, take this rope.
Okay.
Now...
Pull!
Yeah...
Pull this tight.
Pull at it!
That's good!
Wait! Wait!
I didn't find the dresser!
Well, it doesn't matter now, does it?
Just get this boat in the water, and it'll all be over soon!
Now pull it!
C'mon, you're strong! Pull!
Okay!
C'mon!
Pull it hard!
Pull it!
There you go, yeah!
Hold that! Hold it!
Alright...
I'm going in.
Oh...
David?
Can you forgive me?
I mean, I can't apologize but...
Do you forgive me?
No?
Oh...
Good for you!
And...
Could I have my knife, please?
It's in your breast pocket.
Thanks.
And remember, David,
I never intentionally tried to hurt you.
But a mother's gotta do what a mother's gotta do, right?
Will you be alright?
David...
Time to let go of this boat.
I'll be fine.
Just let go.
Goodbye, David!
Thank you.
Here's my favorite niece in the world!
How are you, darling? Look what's over there. Cake.
Shall we get Raylin a piece?
Sugar makes sadness sweeter.
How's the cake? Tastes good?
Nice, right?
See that's the good thing about funerals.
David.
Yeah.
Well, it's more of a couch really.
Sure, yeah.
Where is it?
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