03x02 - Episode 2

[bunniefuu]

[music playing]

[SINGING] God said to Abraham k*ll me a son.

Abe said, man, you must be putting me on.

God said, no.

Abe said, what?

God said, you can do what you want.

But next time you see me coming, man, you better run.

Abe said, where do want this k*lling done?

God said, out on Highway 61,

[car horn]

BILLY [SINGING]: Brother Sam, he had a bloody nose.

[inaudible]

He asked for an hour, where can I go?

I said, man, there is only one place I know.

Sam said, k*ll me quick, man.

I got you wrong.

Well, I was just playing with his g*n

and said, that way down on Highway 61.

[train sound]

WOMAN: Woo!

Oh!

[inaudible].

Did Terrence say what time he'd be back?

Yeah, but I can't remember.

Woo, [inaudible].

Da, da, da, da.

OK.

[inaudible].

OK.

Come here.

Woo!

Hey, baby!

I'm heading back up the road.

I'll see you guys.

See you, Superman. Bye, bye.

WOMAN: Bye, bye. RICK: Bye, mate, see you later.

Say bye, bye.

CALLUM: Oh, Molly and Rick, listen, thanks in advance

for tomorrow, yeah?

You're very welcome.

We're looking forward to it, aren't we?

Thanks for supper, Mary. I'll see you tomorrow.

You be careful on that thing.

I don't like the idea of you riding

up and down in one night.

Ah, but she called.

KATE: I'll see you out.

[baby sounds]

Oh! Oh, no.

- Oh, no. - Oh, no, no.

Thomas, don't pull. Don't pull.

Don't pull. Let go.

Let go.

Thomas, let go of her tube. Let go.

Let go.

POPPY: Thomas, raisins.

Let go darling.

Oh, look what Poppy's got. - Thomas.

RICK: They're raisins.

Raisins, raisins, Thomas.

There we go.

Let me see. All right?

POPPY: Thomas, have this brick.

That tube mustn't be tracked or split.

It mustn't let the air in.

MARY: OK. it doesn't look too bad.

Did he-- did he pull it.

Does it feel different?

- Umm, not really. - Not really?

We're going to have to get it checked out then, aren't we?

Oh, stop fussing, Rick.

Just stop.

Just carry on clearing up the--

Mom--

--bricks [inaudible].

--let me [inaudible] car, OK?

POPPY: What color is this one?

Is it [inaudible]?

[baby sound]

[train sound]

[music playing]

BILLY [SINGING]: [inaudible].

trying to create a third world w*r.

He said, I never engage in this kind of thing.

Oh, but yeah, I'm thinking [inaudible]..

Just put your bleachers out in the sun

and come out on Highway 61.

Highway 61.

Highway 61.

Highway 61.

[cheers]

Hey, woo!

Thank you.

We love you very much.

All righty. Drink.

Refuel.

Back in a pint or two.

William, get them in.

That is brilliant, man, just brilliant.

Check this out, mate. Rick [inaudible].

[cheers]

[laughter]

The Acoustic Cafe.

[applause] - Glastonbury!

[cheers]

BILLY: Wait, wait, what are you doing?

MAN: Look, William. WILLIAM: Yeah, I'm in.

See you next time. - Nice one.

Off, what you mean, off?

BIlly, there's no one here.

No.

WILLIAM: No?

So what?

So I've got other things to do.

Oh, right.

I got to drive to Oxford tomorrow,

and I haven't seen Mary in days.

Oh, Mary, Mary.

Billy?

BILLY: Is this what you're going to do at the carnival?

You don't get the applause, so you just walk off?

Billy, when you've got five kids, a wife, and a business

to run, and you still got time to play in a band to no one,

then I'll be there.

I'll be right there.

You leave now, you're out of the band.

Yeah, right. See you guys.

MAN: See you.

Walk, and you're gone.

Uh-huh. MAN: All right, cheers.

MAN: See you later.

MAN: Cheers, William.

[music playing]

AMON: Nice.

Nice, nice.

Nice bike.

Nice bike?

Well, I can't like your bike?

DORIS: Oh, shut up, Amon.

Hey, Kate.

Oh, hi, Doris.

OK?

POPPY: Bye. Bye, bye.

Oh, yes. Wow!

RICK: Bye.

MARY: What?

I'm sure she's not looking for a pram.

Oh, mom, she wants to be a nursery teacher.

Ah-ha, don't they all.

Oh, hello, Doris.

Wow!

Are you all right?

Oh, just running repairs.

Do you want a cup of tea or something that's stronger?

Go on, have something stronger.

No, I can't.

Amon's outside.

Well, bring him in.

DORIS: No, no.

We're going out, and, um, well--

What?

D-- don't rush me.

No, no, rush me because we're late.

And would you-- would you say--

would you say that you owe me any favors?

Doris, I probably owe you my life,

but if this is about covering for you tomorrow, I--

Tomorrow morning.

All right, when and where?



It's just a visit.

All right, but I've got to be finished by 12:00

because I'm picking mom up.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

And, actually, you are very good at this, [inaudible]..

Oh, yeah.

Isla Morris, 17 years old.

She had a baby in less than 10 days ago,

just moved into the area, mother and baby

both on retroviral therapy.

She does the baby's medication herself,

and there's a boyfriend, and they're living with her family,

who probably, well, almost certainly

don't know she's HIV positive.

Thanks, Doris.

Um, so where are you off to?

Um, I'm not telling you.

Oh, come on.

Well, a casino.

He's taking me to a Casino with a club.

And I'm-- all right.

[chuckle]

[music playing]

[phone ring]

MARY: See ya!

[phone ring]

Bye!

What are you doing back so early?

There was no one there, two nuns and a whippet,

and I thought, well, uh, Thomas is in bed,

and the kids are in their room, and it--

it's our time, isn't it, hmm?

Oh, well, um, you better stay here

then because Thomas is still up and Poppy is here

and Rick and Molly are here.

And, oh, you've just missed Amon and Doris, and Callum was here.

Kate needed him or something.

WILLIAM: Did she?

Uh, excuse me, where have you been?

I've been at Tom's, Tom's around the corner.

I talked with gran.

What is this?

Oh, he's getting so rude.

Well, at least he's not into girlfriends yet.

Look, I'm assuming that everybody is

going home because some might--

I would like to see.

I'm going away tomorrow, and I never get to see you.

Shh. Shhh.

Shh.

You are going to be so pleased that Rick and Molly are here.

Am I?

Yes, you are because they offered

to look after Thomas tomorrow night while I

come to Oxford with you.

- What? - Yeah.

A night away, just the two of us.

I thought you hated the whole idea of Oxford.

No, what I like is the idea of you

and me in a suite at the Randolph Hotel.

The Randolph?

The Randolph.

Yeah, I looked it up, premium rates.

You've got the whole thing planned.

That's not all I've got planned.

[laughter]

- I've got a better idea. - What?

Let's go now.

OK.

[tire squeal]

Doris.

Run! Come on.

What? What, what, what, what?

[inaudible]. Hello, William.

Hello.

Short term memory of a goldfish, that woman.

Oh, um, Amon, William, William, Amon.

- Hi, Yeah, hi. - How are you?

How's it going? WILLIAM: Not bad.

Thanks. How are you?

What?

The bag with the money, that is.

Oh!

[inaudible].

[inaudible], she is.

Come on.

Get your a*s in the car.

See ya.

Be good.

That man is trouble.

Mind you, Doris always goes for that type.

She says they're more exciting.

I can be trouble too.

[chuckle]

No you can't.

Yes, I can.

You wait till I get you in that hotel room tomorrow night.

Yeah, I'll show you a thing or two.

You better get some rest tonight.

One long, interrupted night.

Mmm.

BRENDAN: Mom!

Sorry, Tom's throwing up.

Oh.

Coming.

This time tomorrow.

BRENDAN: Mom!

You have been warned.

Isla, your midwife is here.

[inaudible]

MRS. MORRIS: It's a full house, but you're welcome.

Jesus loves us all.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi, Ila.

I'm Mary.

Well, say hello, child.

She won't bite.

Philosophy, politics, and economics.

Politics I can understand.

[phone ring]

Economics, when you fill in a tax return, that's just--

[phone ring]

--oh, numbers in a ledger.

ARNOLD: Mhm.

William, would you step away from the car because now

you're just making a mess?

Sorry.

Sorry.

The philosophy, you know, where do you start with that?

Problems of existence, logic, ethics.

Can't say the problem of existence

has ever really bothered me.

No, well--

And she hasn't even got in yet, remember.

Oh, I know. I know.

I know.

But little Katie going to Oxford.

MRS. SPALDING: William?

William?

A Mr. Nixon called.

His wife died during the night when the doctor [inaudible]..

There's another one who is no longer bothered

about the problem of existence.

He's a fat dumpling, a cherub sent by angels.

But he wants his mother's milk, not a bottle.

I feed him at night, but it hurts.

Mrs. Morris, is there anywhere I can go to examine Isla?

Oh, yes, child.

Oh, here is the lazy boyfriend, who won't get a job.

Call yourself a man?

No, go hide your head in shame.

Mom.

MRS. MORRIS: He's 26 and an idle lazy bones.

Back here.

I thought you'd say something.

No.

No, Isla, I would never do that, OK?

I promise.

So, um, your mom doesn't know that you're HIV.

No, they'd k*ll me.

MARY: So it's just you and your boyfriend?

No, Adam doesn't know.

OK.

So how are you managing the baby's medication?

OK.

But they want me to feed him, and Well, I mustn't must I,

because--

it can get past through my milk.

It can, yeah.

Yeah.

Well, I've done enough already.

Look, Ila, I'll, um, I'll tell them

that you've got mastitis, OK?

I'll tell them that you can't feed the baby,

that you mustn't feed him.

How is that?

So your boyfriend, Adam--

ISLA: Yeah, the baby looks just like him, doesn't he?

We're still choosing a name.

What?

So Adam's the baby's father?

Sorry, uh, I thought you said that he

didn't know you were HIV.

He doesn't.

OK, wait a minute.

So has he been tested?

Adam gave it to me.

Adam's why I'm HIV.

He's a hemophiliac.

He got it through bad blood when he

was seven, a blood transfusion, him and his older brother.

So how come he doesn't know?

We had unprotected sex one time only to try for this baby.

We took the risk because I love him.

He thinks we got lucky.

He thinks I'm clear.

He thinks we're blessed.

So if he wants to believe we're blessed, then we are.

[door knock]

MRS. MORRIS: Isla, your baby's crying for the nipple.

Jesus gave you bosoms for a reason.

We'll be right out, Mrs. Morris.

Look, I'm going to be at the hospital tomorrow from 12:00.

So come to see me anytime after that, all right,

and we can talk.

[music playing]

[beep]

Oh, thanks, sweetheart.

[music playing]

Hey, it's me.

Hi, mom, is everything all right?

MOM [ON PHONE]: Oh, yeah, everything's fine.

I need three reasons why you'd choose a Lamborghini.

I wouldn't choose one in the first place.

MOM [ON PHONE]: Oh, never mind.

I'll see you later.

Hey, Mrs. Ball!

[laughter]

How's it going?

MRS. BALL: Brendan, your father is here.

Dad!

Hey!

Hey, are you mad?

What are you doing?

Brendan, birthday boy.

Oh, look, [inaudible].

I wanted to give you this--

- Look, dad, not here. - Huh?

BRENDAN: Look, come on.

Just come.

REUBEN: OK, hey, son.

[phone ring]

Mr. Shawcross.

Yes?

When I first met my wife, uh, I was a bandsman in the guards.

Oh, oh what a great picture.

She'd sing, um, [SINGING] our soldier,

soldier, won't you marry me?

So, uh, to shut her up, um, I don't know if you can help.

But there was a piece of music the band played that she loved

that I'd like for her funeral.

I see how Mr. Nixon was in the guards.

WILLIAM: Yeah.

Yeah, he was a bandsman.

Do you know a song called "Oft in the Stilly Night"?

He wants it played at the funeral.

Oh.

[SINGING] Oft in the stilly night, ere slumber's chain

has bound me.

MARY: Yeah, I know, listen, Billy--

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Of course he meant it.

MARY: Yeah, I'm sure he didn't mean it.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Well, he sounded like he meant it.

MARY: Well, even if he did, don't worry about it.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: What am I supposed to do?

I need a bass player tonight. MARY: I know, look--

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Mary, listen. MARY: Yeah , I've got to go--

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Have a-- have a word.

Yeah, I'll speak to you soon, OK?

BILLY [ON PHONE]: You promise? - Take care, bye.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: But Mary, don't go.

[beep] - Hi.

You look good.

I should hope so.

Just won a car, a year's free shopping, and a conservatory.

Come on.

I got to go somewhere.

[music playing]

Oh, um, this is the death certificate.

You'll need to take this with you when

you register your wife's death.

Um, they'll then give you a green form,

which you pass on to us.

Oh, right, yes.

We'll see.

Um, there's no rush.

Mr. Nixon, can I ask, are there

any friends or family who might want to come to see your wife?

No.

No, I-- I don't want anybody seeing her like that.

But there are things that we can do.

No.

We leave her in peace now.

I don't want anything more done to her if that's all right.

She's been through enough.

Of course.

We'll be bringing your wife down now.

You might prefer to stay in here?

Right, yes.

Come on.

Come on.

Take their money, man.

Their 50 quid is nothing.

Trust me, it's not a birthday present I'm going to give you.

Dad, you don't have to give me anything.

OK, maybe I do.

Maybe I don't.

But I've got something to give you,

and I'm going to give it to you whether you like it or not.

I'm telling you, you're going to love it, you and your brother.

How is he?

How's the little Terrence?

Look, dad, I'm just going to say this once, OK?

Yeah.

You've got nerve.

Yeah, look, I know things have been--

No, you have.

You can't just walk back after all the things you've done,

dad.

That-- that's so out of order.

Yeah.

All right.

Yeah, that was then.

So when am I going to see you?

Both of you, both together?

I don't know.

Oh, it's really big, this thing.

Well, not so big, really.

It's kind of little.

But it is massive!

MARY: Between all the things we've

got, the kids, Thomas, the house, each other,

he still talks about how we should have got married,

you know, like it makes a difference.

Being married made a lot of difference to me.

Well, maybe it does.

And now he's gone and left the band, never

said he was going to, never even said he was thinking about it.

You know, it's like I've always said,

the band's important to him, you know, and Billy's

one of his oldest friends.

Mom?

Mom, we're home.

[SINGING] Splish, splash, splosh.

We're going splish, splash, splosh.

We're going isn't it boring, looking after children.

BRENDAN: Mom?

Yeah, let me get in the door.

Hello, gorgeous.

Mind the floor.

It's slippy.

Mwwah.

Oh, that smells good.

Oh!

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Mom?

What?

[inaudible].

Why are you home from school?

To see you.

Look, I'm going back.

Look, Poppy's mom's working late tonight,

and she won't be back till gone 2:00.

So she asked if I could stay over there.

Brendan.

You're looking after Terrence and Julia tonight.

Rick and Molly are going to have their hands full with Thomas.

I know. I know.

So can she stay here?

[doorbell]

God, I walked right into that one, didn't I?

JULIA: Mary, can I bring your bag down?

Dad's on his way.

Yeah, it's on the bed. JULIA: No, it's not.

It's here.

And I found dad's shirt and a pair of jeans.

That's nice.

Leave me in the car. - What?

You were asleep.

You need the rest.

Oh, right, so you leave me to look after your children.

Where's the one who loves me?

[inaudible].

Mary, goodbye.

MARY: Yeah, I know.

I'm just saying my goodbyes.

JULIA: Good luck.

Good luck.

[inaudible] - Come on.

Come on.

The traffic's bad. - Mary.

MARY: I'm coming.

Hurry.

How far is it out there?

Fine.

I'm proud of you.

Whatever happens.

Thank you.

WILLIAM: OK, see you. Bye, bye.

Bye.

Bye!

[knock]

Is that OK then?

[music playing]

WILLIAM: Oh, what a wonderful place to be in.

Kate, what a wonderful place to study, isn't it?

Break a leg.

Dad, I'm only going to register and find Callum.

[inaudible].

I'll meet you back here in an hour.

OK.

William, leave her alone.

Come on.

Let's check into the hotel and have a quick shower.

[interposing voices]

MARY: Oh, William, come on, let's just get--

oh.

Oh, Mary, come and look at this.

It's marvelous.

I mean, look at it, the--

the history.

It's like stepping back in time, isn't it?

I mean, quite literally, you step through a little doorway,

and you're-- you're right back.

I mean, look.

That's breathtaking, absolutely breathtaking.

Oh, look at these.

Look, in the ceiling, isn't that beautiful?

"Domina Nostio Lumea."

Oh.

It will be electronic like, uh, DVD players are.

Oh, I wish.

[inaudible].

Right, It'll be rubbish though, whatever it is.

Oh, I'm going.

I'm going.

[inaudible].

Stick around if you like, just say I had to be somewhere.

Hey, wait up, man.

Wait up.

REUBEN: Guys!

Guys, it's so good to see you.

Hey, Terrence, when are you going to stop growing, man?

[laughter]

Oh, boys, boys, boys.

OK.

OK.

So this-- this is why I am so proud to be with my boys.

Say hello to Jerome.

[laughter]

REUBEN: You've a little baby brother.

Hey.

So is-- is your mom home?

She's not, but that will be one bad idea, dad, trust me.

Dad!

Dad!

We'll be right down, OK?

No, no.

I'll, um, I'll come up.

- William. - Oh I'd just--

I'd quite like to see. MARY: It's a room.

It's only a room. WILLIAM: I know.

I know.

Hi.

Hi.

CALLUM: Having a good time?

Yes, yes.

Good.

Um, listen, I don't know how you're fixed.

But I'd really like you to be my guests for dinner in hall

tonight.

Oh, you two don't want to spend the evening with us.

Oh, please, come on, please.

No my tutor is joining us as well.

I'm, uh, collecting research for him.

And when I told him William's an undertaker,

well, he really wants to meet you.

[music playing]

Well, yes, yes, we'd love to.

PROFESSOR: Through this way to the dining room,

[throat clear] excuse me, this way, through here.

And, uh--

Mary [inaudible].

Along here.

Oh, anthropology is tremendous on death

and on the randomness of death.

Who'd [inaudible] today?

The Agney tribe, Ivory Coast.

Well, for them, in the beginning, Death was good.

Only strike down the old, God said to Death,

and Death obeyed until one day, he came into a house,

and he saw an old woman stretched out on the floor.

Come, said Death.

No, no, look, said the old woman.

Look, I'm still useful, and she reached out

and rocked a baby in a cradle.

And Death spared her and went away.

Well, when God heard of this he said, you have disobeyed me.

There.

And he gouged out Death's eyes and said,

tomorrow when you work, whomsoever you touch will die.

Yes, I see.

That's very interesting, isn't it?

[phone ring]

CALLUM: Oh, uh, Mary, there's no mobiles in here.

[phone ring]

Mary, switch it off.

Hello.

WILLIAM: Mary, switch it off, please.

MARY: Isla, yeah, um, can I call you back.

Mary, come on.

Yeah, I'll call you straight back, OK?

Bye.

I-- I can't turn it off.

It's one of my women, sorry.

Sorry.

Ila?

ISLA [ON PHONE]: Mary, can you come around, please?

It's gone mental here, and all I said was Adam's ill.

I didn't say more than that.

Can you come around, please?

Yeah, I can, yeah.

Look, look, I'm in Oxford, so I'm going

to be a couple of hours, OK?

[click]

Isla?

[music playing]

[phone ring]

PROFESSOR: Up to the mid 18th century,

a newborn baby would be given the same name as the living

brother or sister because there was little or no chance of them

both surviving to adulthood.

Is that right?

Well, yeah, yeah, I suppose so.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

What?

Sorry, it's one of my women.

We've got to go.

Oh, Mary, please.

Well, I've got to go.

You can stay if you want.

No, no, no, [inaudible].

Of course I won't.

Dr. Lovelick, great pleasure to meet you.

Thanks very much for having us.

[inaudible]

[inaudible].

Good luck, yeah? - Thank you, yeah.

Call me. Great.

Good luck.

Sorry. See you later.

Bye.

WILLIAM: How can you say it's horrible?

I think that-- the-- the colleges,

the buildings, the whole place is the inspiration.

Oh, well, I find it nauseating.

I think it's revolting.

It makes me want to go around punching people.

What?

Yeah ,you in particular, all puffed out like Mr. Toad.

Mr. Toad?

But, William, we came here to spend some time together.

But, no, you want to eat in the dining hall and all that stuff

with Callum's tutor.

Oh, yes, I think my other daughter has her eye

on coming here too, uggh.

Well, that's not very nice, is it?

What's got into you?

Look, I've got to get back.

Yeah, I know that.

But what's got into you?

[sigh]

All right, is Brendan as clever as Kate, do you think,

in your opinion?

Of course he is.

Oh, that's not fair.

He doesn't want to go to any university, let alone this--

Let alone.

Yeah, let alone.

Well, what if he did, hmm?

What if Terrence wanted to come here, eh?

Would they get in?

Would they?

You know, applying from their state

comprehensive rather than Julia and Kate's

little private school.

I mean, I agree with you, this place is gorgeous.

It's fabulous.

But that's why it's disgusting because it's

not available to everyone.

That's just not true.

It might have been like that once.

Oh, come on, how many kids like Terrence and Brendan

have you seen here today, hmm?

How many? - Plenty.

Any?

And what about Thomas?

What-- what path is he going to go down, you know,

state school, sink or swim?

Private schools over my dead body.

And is there remotely any chance that we will

ever, ever agree about this?

This is crap.

[MUSIC - "LET'S FACE THE MUSIC AND DANCE"]

[SINGING] There may be trouble ahead.

But while there's moonlight, and music, and love--

Wait.

Where's my cab?

I'll call a cab.

Fine.

WILLIAM: I can't believe this.

It's our one night alone together,

and there isn't even a baby on the way.

Oh, thank you for your support.

You're tremendously welcome.

[tire squeal]

But child, she's gone.

I tell her--

I tell her, you're my daughter.

I look after you.

I look after my grandson, but not the lazy man.

With Jesus by my side, I throw him out.

She goes with him.

Well, that is her choice.

Do you know where they've gone?

MRS. MORRIS: I don't know, but when the lazybones gets a job,

they'll be back.

You watch.

And open arms are waiting.

Yeah.

God bless you, child.

You do a wonderful job.

Bye.

Bye.

[music playing]

You know, I mean, uh, I guess we can go back to Oxford.

But we're nearly home now.

I'm not really in the mood.

No.

No, I'm not either.

Oh, uh, sorry.

Sorry, I just wanted to get Thomas.

[baby sounds]

[inaudible] daddy.

Mom said Poppy could stay.

Did she?

Yeah.

Um, Brendan, come here.

Um, if you want my opinion, I hope

you don't mind me saying this, but um, there can only be room

for one alpha male in any home.

What does that mean?

It means that in, um, any household, there's only room

for one sexually-active man.

Lucky Brendan's here then, eh?

Yeah.

[inaudible].

I mean, they just want to know how you think.

And you think great.

OK, come on.

Hey, good luck.

[singing]

Go on.

[door knock]

[inaudible].

Oh, those [inaudible] are in there.

Oh, OK, and another thing, why didn't you

tell me you left the band?

I haven't left the band. MARY: Sorry?

I haven't left it.

What's the matter with it?

MARY: Oh, Billy thinks you have.

He called me.

If only you returned his phone calls every now and again.

Well, all right, then, that's good.

I'll be then free tonight.

I don't have to play at the carnival.

Oh, it's not what he means. THOMAS: Daddy.

Daddy. Daddy.

Well, it's what he says.

That's fine.

It's one thing sorted.

I'm not in a band anymore.

What time is it?

Oh, we should be there.

MARY: What?

Kate.

She's got to do it on her own.

Oh, for heaven's sake, am I not allowed to worry

about my own daughter now? [phone ring]

Go away.

[sigh]

Come on.

All right, you happy?

I'm answering the telephone.

Arnold?

William, I'm sorry to call you when you're away.

Well, I'm not anymore, so don't worry about it.

Oh, Mrs. Nixon, the lady we collected yesterday.

Mhm.

ARNOLD [ON PHONE]: Well, I was washing the body yesterday

evening, and, uh, I found something

I think you ought to know about.

[doorbell]

I said no playing football inside.

BRENDAN: Oh, mom.

Come on then, Thomas.

Let's go play in the garden.

Hello.

Competitions.

Competitions.

Lots of competitions.

Are you OK?

Um, no I'm not, but it's not that sort of day, is it?

I didn't see them at first.

They'd have makeup put on over them.

Definite puncture marks.

Yep.

Well, they had trouble finding the vein.

Look, it's not an expert you don't need.

Did you know Mr. Nixon was a bondsman in the guards.

Yeah?

Bondsman, double his medics, all bondsman.

Two doctors have signed off on her.

Oh, I agree.

But, unfortunately, I told Jane, and she

thinks we should report it.

Where is she?

William, I'm sorry.

I won't be persuaded.

You and Arnold visited that house once.

We know nothing about this woman,

nothing about the family.

Well, well, no, we know that the husband

is trying to give injections.

As I said to Rick, the makeup, the concealment, the location,

and the fact that her husband wants

a cremation makes me absolutely adamant for reporting.

Jane, if just one of us feels this way,

then, obviously, of course, we report it.

But two doctors certified Mrs. Nixon

as having died from Parkinson's and acute bronchial pneumonia.

And we don't know what those puncture marks

played any part in her death.

We don't know they didn't either.

Jane, if we go to the police, there's a process,

and there's no stopping it.

He'll be inflicting an autopsy, a court case, the papers.

So she was k*lled before her time, and you don't mind?

Ah, people are helped to die every day.

By doctors?

Maybe.

Jane, I was in their house, only once, as you say,

and for a very brief time, but my instinct

having been there and met Mr. Nixon is to let this go.

[sigh]

Mr. Nixon is here.

Thank you.

I, um, registered their death.

Thank you.

Please have a seat.

No, thank you.

I also got in touch with my old regiment,

and they offered to send some bandsman

to play at the funeral, though they can only

make the day after tomorrow.

And I would prefer it sooner rather than later.

Yes, of course, it's no problem.

A slogan for nappies, like, because your baby's bum

deserves the best.

[chuckle]

MOM: Sort of like that.

I want six words.

Obviously, they want something snappy.

Pay attention.

This is for a holiday for two in Jamaica.

[singing]

[inaudible]

[inaudible] nappies.

They're full of sh*t.

I'm entering that.

No, they will be full of sh*t.

[chuckle]

[singing]

[inaudible]

Right.

[laughter]

[music playing]

Jane!

What happened?

Not much.

He, uh, wants the funeral the day after tomorrow.

Where has Jane gone?

WILLIAM: I don't know.

Is that a good idea?

ARNOLD: Why?

Mrs. Nixon is the same age as Molly.

Come on, Jane, oh, where is she?

What?

I was supposed to be at the Nixon's right now.

She's reported it, hasn't she?

[phone ring]

Oh, I'm going to grab a tea.

All right.

[music playing]

You all right?

Yeah, I'm good.

Want a cup of tea?

Yeah.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: He just doesn't seem to care anymore.

Trust me, he loves you.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Oh, yeah, right.

Of course he does.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: Well, he's got a funny way of showing it.

Mary, there's a couple downstairs

who want to speak to you? - OK.

Billy, I've got to go.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: But is he up for carnival tonight?

Yeah, just do as I say, and everything will be OK,

I promise.

BILLY [ON PHONE]: So he'll be there, yeah?

Yeah. BILLY [ON PHONE]: [inaudible].

OK, bye.

[music playing]

Isla, Adam, hi.

[baby sounds]

Can I talk to you?

Yeah, of course you can.

Want to come up?

Wait here.

Adam can come too if he wants.

No.

Did you tell her?

My mom, did you tell her anything?

No.

No, absolutely not.

Ila, do you want me to tell her?

No, it's just--

if you had told her--

Look, I'll tell her if you want me to,

or I'll come with you if you wanted to tell her.

No.

No.

No.

We'll go back to Adam's parents.

It's better there anyway.

They'll look after him.

They'll at least know about him.

Being with mom just seemed like a good idea.

She wanted to be with my mom.

But she wouldn't handle it well, and then,

oh, Adam would know about me, and I

just haven't got time for that.

Maybe one day I will.

Well, if that day does come, then if you need me, call me.

Thanks, Mary.

Bye.

See you, darling.

Bye, good luck.

[music playing]

[baby crying]

ARNDOLD: What have you done, Jane?

I went to the police station.

Oh, you stupid woman.

Do you not realize--

Oh, [inaudible].

Can I finish?

I went to the police and told them my bag had been stolen.

But I thought that Mrs. Nixon's death

certificate was in the bag.

And I went to the health center and saw

Mrs. Nixon's GP to see if we can have a copy

of the death certificate.

The GP gave me a duplicate and told me

how Mr. Nixon had cared for his wife on his own

for the past 15 years and how it was a blessing

it was finally all over.

How dreadful the last month had been.

So--

Thanks, Jane.

[music playing]

Oft during the still night.

Mmm.

Lovely.

Oh, yes.

But oft, as in often, not O-F-F-E-D as in offed

in the stilly night.

MARY: Where did you go?

In here.

Hi, [inaudible].

Where is everybody?

Um, I don't know, but Thomas is with Julia.

OK.

So how'd it go.

How did you get on in your interview?

Kate.

Hey, look at me.

What?

Oh, listen, bugger them.

It doesn't matter.

No, no.

It worked really well.

It was great.

It's just--

What?

No, I've been there, and been part of it all.

It's just I feel so terrible if I don't get in, and--

Listen, I'm sure you did really well.

In fact, I know you did.

OK, don't worry.

Yeah.

It's just I want it so much.

And I want it for dad.

MARY: Oh, don't worry about him.

Kate, Oxford, they're bloody lucky to have you.

Yeah.

MARY: Yeah.

OK?

Thank you.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

WILLIAM: I know it's rude to eavesdrop,

but that-- that sounded like it went all right, did it?

MARY: Just get in.

And what's all this, oh, don't worry about him?

Shut up, OK?

All right, I've got tonight off, right?

Right.

So the evening is ours.

Oh, yeah?

And sacrosanct.

Oh.

I want to say sorry for Oxford properly.

What?

And you can say sorry too if you like.

Of course, yeah, I'm sorry.

[music playing]

What's that?

BILLY [SINGING]: Baby come back.

Baby come back.

This is the first time until today.

William!

What?

Carnival.

Come on, mate.

I've got your axe.

They've got my bass.

Did you know about this?

Yes, and I forgot it was tonight.

Oh.

William, come on!

Oh, go on.

You gotta go.

Yeah.

MAN: Yay!

Here he comes.

Come on, Casanova.

MAN: Here he is.

Evening. yes, good evening.

BILLY: Nice one.

Hey, give me that.

Let's go.

[music playing]

BILLY [SINGING]: Come back, baby come back.

Baby come back.

[music playing]