"Thou annointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over." "Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life." "And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." "(SCREAMING)" "(THUD) (BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(OVER RADIO) It's Monday, it's 9am, and that was synthetic cannon-straddler Cher turning back time to 1989." "Have you been listening to the interview?" "Hm?" "On the radio." "No." "It's heartbreaking." "He's so brave." "Is this mine?" "Yeah." "And here's your card back." "Thanks a lot." "Have a good day." "Emma!" "Emma!" "I need the toilet!" "(PANTING)" "Oi, psycho!" "(GRUNTS)" "(STRAINING)" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(CAR HORN HONKING)" "Hey." "You all right?" "Hiya." "Yeah." "Where are you all off?" "We're coming to yours." "What?" "Look, I told you, you need to let your dad rest." "We're not gonna take him fell-running, Mum." "I've brought him some books." "(SCOFFS) Since when's your dad read books?" "And a DVD." "We just want to see him." "I know." "Look, shall I tell you what'll happen if you come up now?" "Yeah, we'll see him, he'll see us and this can stop." "No, he'll put on a front for you, pretend he's fine." "Then when you're gone, he'll collapse on the bed, won't sleep a wink and he'll have put himself back a week." "Just...just give him a couple of days, eh?" "I suppose we can." "Fine." "Well, will you give him these, then?" "Yeah, of course." "And thanks, I know it's hard." "I'll see you later, eh?" "See you later." "Bye." "Oh, Mum, I'll Skype him." "Great idea." "Bye." "Bye." "(PANTING)" "What?" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(GRUNTS)" "(GASPING)" "Come on." "Come on, come on, come on." "Come on!" "Yes." "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(VEHICLE APPROACHING)" "(CAR HORN HONKS)" "(GROANS)" "(ENGINE RUNNING)" "(CHICKENS CLUCKING)" "(MUFFLED SHOUTING)" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "I'm here, I'm coming!" "Stay there!" "(GRUNTS)" "(KNOCKING)" "Hiya." "Rossendale Poultry with a delivery." "EMMA:" "Hi, thanks." "How are you?" "I'll be better when I'm home." "I've got a few drop-offs and it's meant to get foggy later." "Oh, well, safe trip." "You'll need to count them off with me." "How long will that take?" "(GROANING)" "(DOOR CLOSES)" "(EXHALES)" "(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)" "How are you?" "Sore." "You haven't eaten your breakfast." "Come on." "Are we not past that?" "I bumped into the boys." "They wanted to come but I told them that you weren't up to it." "I am up to it." "Exactly what I told them that you'd say." "Finn sent some things." "He said he'll call you later." "(STIFLED GROAN)" "Great." "Can you bring me my phone?" "You just..." "You just made me so angry." "I know it was childish, me...breaking it." "Smashing it." "Now, why don't I fix you something fresh, eh?" "No added ingredients, I promise." "Yeah, that'd be great, thank you." "What?" "I just...can't remember the last time you said "thank you" to me." "(EXHALES) Sorry." "How did you get on with the vows?" "Uh...still at the thinking stage." "Well, when you're at the writing stage..." "Yeah, thanks." "(WHIMPERS)" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "What are you doing?" "(EXHALES)" "I fell." "It seems like you're looking for something." "Yeah, I am." "Um... the pen." "James..." "(STIFLED GROAN)" "Just let me help you." "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "Hello, sleepy." "You did write your vows after all, eh?" "Why am I wearing a suit?" "I'd look a bit silly in this dress if you weren't." "What day is it?" "The same day." "It's just been a few hours." "But I keep saying, you need your rest." "It's supposed to be bad luck to see the dress before the wedding, but we don't need to stick to all the traditions, do we?" "No." "Just as long as we keep the one where the groom's... trussed up like a hostage." "You're not even gonna mention it, are you?" "Don't you remember this... ..that you kept for me?" "I thought it might inspire you, you know, with your vows." "(SIGHS)" "But then I saw that you'd already written them." "(GASPS)" "Oh!" "(SIGHS)" "It's ruined." "Ruined!" "I don't like being lied to!" "I don't like being humiliated and I don't appreciate your constant attempts to leave me here on my own when all I'm doing is trying care for you!" "This is insulting!" "I'm sorry." "It really doesn't feel like you are." "Think, love... ..what are you doing?" "Do you really wanna do this?" "Not especially, no... but I'm afraid it's necessary." "(DOOR OPENS)" "(STRAINING)" "(CHICKENS CLUCKING)" "Dinner won't be long. (PANTING)" "# MARIA CALLAS" " Casta Diva" "Really good." "You're just saying that." "The chicken lacks seasoning and the veg is soft." "Mm." "No, not at all." "This could be the future, eh?" "Rearing our own food." "So we have a future now, do we?" "Is that not what you want?" "I don't want you to say what you think I wanna hear." "I know." "Mm." "Thank you." "We could have a farm shop, maybe." "Grow our own veg." "I always said we had a future." "But it's gonna be a pretty bleak one if it's like this - drugs, locked doors." "Little notes, the secret keys." "Emma, I was worried what was happening." "I still am." "Look at me." "Can you blame me for wanting some control?" "I'm trying to help you, but you won't let me." "You've got to admit it's a strange kind of help." "Spouses put up with each other's foibles." "That's what marriage is about." "So put up with mine, my trying to leave." "It felt justified at the time." "And now?" "I'm sorry about that, I was angry." "You were never meant to see it." "(SIGHS)" "I suppose I might have given you reason." "(CHUCKLES) So what?" "Neither of us is perfect." "Big deal." "Let's just concentrate on being the perfect couple, yeah?" "Mm." "Mm." "That was delicious... ..if a bit unconventional with the..." "I need to be able to trust you, James." "And me with you." "You know, drugs and stuff." "Will you stop droning on about that?" "Are you drugged right now?" "I'm not sure." "I don't know what might still be in my system..." "You were trying to leave." "I was scared." "Of me?" "I love you." "You're paranoid." "Yeah, it must be the drugs." "(CHUCKLES)" "Sometimes, you bring out the worst in me." "Well, I'll work on that." "On not doing it, I mean." "Obviously. (CHUCKLES)" "You do that." "That upsets me." "So take it off." "No." "It feels like a symbol, somehow, of where we were... ..where we need to get to." "Where we need to get to is losing the knot." "No." "You're not ready for that." "You know in your heart I am." "I was when I wrote it." "Pass me a pen." "(SCOFFS)" "And how would that work?" "Pass me a pen." "This is a big thing for me, James." "I know you say you didn't mean it, but...you have to mean this." "You have to." "Hm." "Is this a sign?" "Yeah, it's a sign we aren't meant to write with our mouths." "(SCOFFS)" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "Good knots." "Yeah." "(GLASS SHATTERS)" "You stay down... ..or I will do whatever I need to do to keep you down." "Whatever I need to." "You're a liar!" "(CRYING) You've ruined us." "Have I?" "And what was the final nail, do you think?" "Being tied up like a supermarket chicken?" "Where's your phone?" "(PANTING)" "You make one move for that and you will be wearing it like a Mohican, I swear." "I need help." "Yes, you do." "I'm bleeding." "Well, I'll ask the police to bring a paramedic, maybe." "Along with an exorcist." "Do you know what the sad thing is for you?" "We could have worked, you know." "Even with darling Moira so close by?" "Yeah, even with." "Because I closed her down in my mind." "I knew she was out of my league... ..and I was pretty sure I could build some sort of life with you." "I'll tell myself, down the line, that this was for the best." "At least it's out of the way." "At least I won't wake up one morning in a few years' time... (SCREAMS)" "No!" "(GRUNTS)" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(STIFLED GROANS)" "(GRUNTS)" "(GROANS)" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hey!" "(GROANING)" "Argh!" "(BREATHING HEAVILY)" "(LEAVES CRUNCHING)" "Hello?" "Hey, excuse me, can you help me?" "I tried." "I really tried." "subtitles by Deluxe"