"Thank you." "There you are, madam." "This way, please." "Actually, darling, I don't do window seats." "Bit of a problem with heights." " Um, perhaps I could sit somewhere else?" " I'm sorry but..." "Perhaps I'm not explaining myself clearly." "Maybe this will translate?" " Please enjoy the flight, Mrs Frederico." " Thank you." "I intend to." "Oh, my God!" "I'm so sorry." "Oh, this bloody turbulence." "You know, I can't believe you slept through it." "We've been bouncing all over the place." "Must have passed through it now." "Hi, I'm Tanya." " Uh, Paulo Bardosa." " Bardosa, I know." "In fact, I've been following your career." "I see you've just signed up to Earls Park." "Uh, look, ordinarily I like to meet the fans, you know, but on a flight I like to be private, so... take this" "with my compliments, okay?" "Actually, darling, I'm not a fan." "It's my business to know what's what at Sparks." "I'm actually a shareholder." "Oh!" "I hope I live up to expectations." "I'm sure you will." "Jesus Christ!" "What was that?" "It looks like we didn't pass through that turbulence after all." "Shit!" "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking." "I've put the seat belt sign on." "We are experiencing some bad weather and we expect..." " It's like being at the roller coaster." " Yeah, I hate those bloody things as well." "Shit!" " Mrs Frederico?" " Oh, I haven't finished with it yet." "It's for your safety." "Oh, shit." "Uh, try not to worry." "It's gonna be over any minute." "Libs?" "I couldn't sleep." "All the excitement of the wedding, yeah?" "Come here." "Only one more day, baby." "Then you'll be my wife." "Hey, you know, you should be careful taking those things after you've been drinking." "It's not good for you." "Got a high tolerance." " Oh, shit!" "You know, we're not gonna make it." " Of course we are." "What's that?" "Oh, God!" "I don't want to die." "Hey, you're not gonna die." "Hey, take my hand." "Come on, look at me." "Look at me." "Just think of the turbulence as waves upon the sea, okay?" "Now, take a deep breath." "Okay." "Now, the pilot is gonna fly above the storm, he knows what he's doing." "You're gonna be safe, I promise you, 'cause I'm gonna look after you." "Okay?" "See?" "It's better already." "Oh, God!" "I'm really sorry, I don't know what..." " Do you need a hand with that?" " Oh, don't be daft." "It's nearly ready, anyways." " Now, can you manage two eggs?" " I suppose I better keep me strength up, eh?" " Oh, that looks the business." " Hey!" "It's for your mum." "I'll do you some in a minute." "There you are." "Maybe we could take ours back up to bed." " Shannon, love, you forgot the ketchup." " Oh, sorry." " This ain't a shitting bed and breakfast." " Callum!" "I mean, it wouldn't kill her to get up off her arse and get it herself." "God!" "Sorry about that." "He didn't mean it." "He weren't to know." "Yeah, well, that's the problem, isn't it?" "If he knew about the cancer, he wouldn't be having a go at you like that." " I don't want pity." " Look." "Callum could help." " Could get you the best doctors money could buy." " I've had all the treatment I can take." "There ain't anything anyone can do no more." "Go and get your things, sweetheart, we'll get a burger on the way home, yeah?" "So, she still laugh-a-minute?" "It's not funny, Bruno." " She looks bloody awful." " So why do you keep going there, putting yourself through all that?" "It's my fault she's in there." "I've got to do something." "Hey, it's no one's fault but hers." "Don't go feeling guilty." "It's the best bloody place for her, as far as I'm concerned." "You're all heart, aren't you?" "That mad bitch tried to kill me, and Webbsie might never see again 'cause of her, and you expect me to feel sorry for her?" " Sweetheart." " Come on, Luce, don't be like that." "I just don't like seeing you upset yourself every time you go and visit Amber." "Just shut up about it, please." "Now, don't forget you're picking up Angelica from school on Friday." "Say goodbye to Daddy." "Come on." "Come on." "Ladies and gentlemen, we will be landing shortly." "We hope you enjoyed your flight from Rio de Janeiro to Heathrow." "The weather here is 18 degrees Celsius, and the local time is 9:30." "Oh, God, I'm so sorry." "I must have been completely out of it." "It's okay, it's good that you relax." "And we're about to land soon, so everything is fine." "Oh, you must think I'm a total freak, flipping out like that." "No." "I know what it's like to be frightened." "We all have something that scares us." "Thanks, for being there for me." "No problem." "You have a little something just here..." " Oh, God!" "I must look like Dracula." " It's okay." "Oh, I'd better go freshen up and get changed." "Thank you." "What you doing?" "Oh, erm, nothing." "Just shopping." "Well, why don't we go out and do it for real?" "Oh, you know, I've got e-mails to send." "But if you're bored, you could always go sit with your mum." "Never thought I'd be so happy to see London again." " There's my car." " Ooh, very nice." "So..." "I guess this is where we say goodbye." "Well, listen, maybe I could take you out for a drink or something sometime, say thanks for looking after me." "Listen, Tanya, there's something I should tell you." "Paulo." "Paulo, darling, welcome back." "Oh, who's this?" "A little souvenir you picked up in South America?" "Tanya Turner Frederico." "Nice to meet you." "Mm-hm." "And you must be Paulo's, erm, mum?" " No, no, no, this is Eva." " Eva de Wolffe." " Oh, the publisher." " Yes, and Paulo's partner." "As in business partner, right?" "No, dear, as in lover." "Oh, can we drop you somewhere?" "No, I'm fine, thanks." "I've got a ride." "Oh, yes, I'm sure you have." "Well, in that case, we'll say bye." "Are you sure we can't drive you into town?" "I feel bad just sort of leaving you here." "No, honestly, I'm fine." "Besides, I'm sure you and your... girlfriend have got a lot of catching up to do." "Listen, thanks again, for everything." "It was my pleasure." "Paulo, I'm waiting." "What are you doing in here on your own?" "Thought you'd be spending time with your mum." "What's the matter?" "Why are you so bothered about my mum all of a sudden?" " I thought you'd be pleased we're getting on." " Well, I am." "But what about us?" "Every time I try and get you on me own, you invite my mum along." "It's like you're trying to avoid being alone with me." "No, Callum, honest." "I just think it's nice to spend some family time, too." "Oh, come off it, Shan." "A few weeks ago, you couldn't stand the sight of her." "Yeah, well, things have changed, haven't they?" "Have you gone off me already?" "Oh, as if." "'Cause if you think we moved in too quick, I can always clear off." "No!" "You don't understand, do you?" "I've tried my best to look after Trisha." "And you've been brilliant, Shan, putting her up and that." "But you don't have to spend all your time running round after her." "She can look after herself." "That's it, though." "She can't." "She's got cancer." "Oh!" "Mrs Liberty Gidigbi." "I like the sound of that." "It's a bit of a mouthful." "Perhaps I can keep my own name." "Hey, I want the world to know you're my wife." "Maybe I can just use my name for work, then?" "Excuse me, but these just came for you." "Ah." "They're from the boss and Jackie." "They send their apologies." "They're not coming?" "Well, he's in a bad way, Libs." "I don't think us getting married is his priority at the moment." "Christ, what's that gonna look like, neither the chairman nor the manager's coming to the captain's wedding?" "Hey." "Hey." "Look, tomorrow it's about me and you getting married." "That's all that matters, yeah?" "Yeah." "Course." "You should've told me!" "She made me promise." "She doesn't want any pity." "But she needs my help." "I'm gonna sort this." "I'll pay for her to go to hospital, a good one." "Whatever it takes till she gets better." "No!" "You can't say anything." "She'll go mad if she knows I've told you." "She's already had a go at me for interfering." "So I'm supposed to just keep my gob shut, act like everything's normal, when my mum could be..." "No." "We've just got to be there to support her." "I'm sure she'll open up eventually." "I know it's hard, but we've got to respect her wishes." "Okay, I'm off to the hotel." "I'll see you tomorrow, babes." "I can't wait." "You'll be okay?" "You're not too stressed or anything?" "I'm fine." "You should've organised something with the girls, babe." "Had a bit of a hen do, celebrate your last night of freedom." "I'm going to bed early." "You don't want me looking like shit tomorrow, do you?" "As if you could." "I love you, babes." "Yeah, me, too." "So, are you really, really sure you don't want to celebrate?" "God, I hope they like them." "Do we have to go to the wedding?" "Don't feel right going to a piss-up at a time like this." "Your mum's really looking forward to it, and she doesn't wanna mope around." "I'm glad you're here, Shan." "I don't know what I'd do without you." "Callum, will this do for tomorrow?" "It's got a bit of a stain." "Bloody hell." "Can't shift Pernod and black for love or money." "Maybe I should cover it up with a scarf." "Why don't I take you down the shops?" "Ashamed to be seen with me?" "I just thought I'd treat you to some new gear, that's all." "You been on at me to take you to Harvey Nicks for ages, no point keep putting it off." "Get in an hour of shopping, then I'll take you to dinner, make an evening of it." "What's up with you?" "Oh." "His hay fever." "You should get something from the chemist while you're out." "Hay fever?" "Yeah, shall we get your coat, Trisha?" "Before he changes his mind, eh?" "Come on." "Ah, Mrs Frederico." "If you'd like to follow me to your table." "Uh, Philippe, you know I always have table six." "Yes, I'm sorry, I did not recognise your name." "Oh, right." "Well, that settles it, then." "I was gonna go back to Turner anyway." "Mrs Frederico just brings back way too many bad memories." "Mmm." "I'm afraid I've already given that table to a VIP client." "Fine." "So, you enjoying being back, then?" "Yeah, I guess." "Suppose I miss this girlie get-together thing." "Not many of the old crowd about, though, eh?" "Listen, drinks are on me, and in return, why don't you fill me in on all the gossip?" "Oh, to be honest, I don't know where to start." "You must've heard about Amber?" "Terrible thing." "Bleed to the brain, the papers said." "I had to do something, she was gonna shoot." "Not your fault, sweetie, you had no choice." "And Amber was always unhinged, take it from me." "Honestly, if you could just see her now." "She's a shadow of her former self." "It's pitiful." "Bless." "Oh, Jesus!" "Oh, your little friend from the plane is here." " Who's that?" " Sparks' new signing." "Paulo Bardosa, I met him on the plane." "Who's the woman with him?" " Eva de Wolffe." "You know, the publisher?" " Mm." "She's shagging him." " She's his girlfriend?" " Hardly a girl." "Madam, may I recommend the 1974?" "Oh, Philippe, I'm not really a fan of the 1974, erm... we'll have a bottle of the '68." "Mais bien sur, madame." " Is that all right with you?" " Oh, yes, you always choose so well." "Come on, drink up." "It's your hen night." "My head's messed up enough as it is." " What's the problem?" " The wedding." "Marrying Tre." "I could be making the biggest mistake of my life." "You love Tremaine, don't you?" "Yeah, but I love you as well." "Is it fair on Tre for me to marry him when I wanna be with you, too?" "Well, you can't be with me officially, can you?" "So why should you deny yourself?" "Marrying Tre will sort out all those rumours, which means that we won't have to be so damn careful anymore." "Besides, an affair with someone else's wife... it's on my top ten list of fantasies." "Excuse me a moment, darling." "Do you fancy splitting a dessert?" "Sorry, darling, I think I've lost me appetite." "You okay?" "Yeah, fine." "Just a bit jetlagged, you know?" "Listen, do you fancy a day at the spa tomorrow?" "I could do with a pampering session." "Sorry, Tan, I'm at Liberty and Tremaine's wedding." "Oh, right." "Well, maybe I'll call it a night, then, get some beauty sleep instead." "I'll just nip to the ladies." "Tanya." " I just wanted to apologise." " What for?" "I should've told you before about Eva." "Listen, it's really got nothing to do with me." "But after what happened between us on the plane, I feel terrible." "Don't worry about it." "It was only a kiss, it's not like it meant anything." "Well, well, well, what a coincidence." "Twice in one day." " Did you enjoy your dinner?" " Yes, I did, thank you." "Good." "I'm surprised you got a table." "This place is usually so exclusive." "Nice to see you again, Tanya." " You all right, babes?" " Yeah." "Fine." "Come on, let's do one." "Earls Park skipper, Tremaine Gidigbi, will be marrying supermodel Liberty Baker at their home tomorrow in an intimate ceremony which has left many a celebrity clamouring for an invitation." "Publisher Eva de Wolffe has reportedly secured an exclusive deal with the couple for one-and-a-half million pounds, and will be expected to attend with partner, Brazilian international, Paulo Bardosa, who's just signed to Sparks." "It seems to be the time of year for weddings, with two of Hollywood's most glamorous young starlets..." "Lucy?" "Hi, darling." "It's me, Tanya." "Yeah, listen, you know this wedding invite of yours?" "Yeah, did you get a plus-one?" "Now, you'd better make sure that security is tighter than Joan Rivers' facelift." "I've got the exclusive on the Gidigbi wedding, and I don't want to see any unauthorised shots finding their way into the tabloids." "Oh, that one." "No, no, no, no." "I'm going to be doing the interview myself, because Julian would freak out around all those high-profile clients." "Oh, God, I've got to go." "Darling, not red with orange." "Have you forgotten everything that I've taught you?" "Wear the Versace." "I haven't forgotten everything." "Oh, darling." "I have got to get to work." "I simply can't be late." "I'm sorry." "Okay." "Hello?" "Cheers." "Thanks." "Hey." "You all right?" "Take it easy." "Thank you." "Cheers." "Tanya." "Well, well, well, I'm beginning to think you're following us." "I don't remember seeing your name on the guest list." "Well, my friend invited me and I thought, "Why not?"" " I mean, everybody loves a wedding, don't they?" " Yes, you more than most." "What do you mean by that?" "Well, in the magazine business, dear, you have to keep up with all the latest gossip, and you and your husbands have given us a good few pages over the years." " You've been married more than once?" " Well, I did mention I'd been widowed." "Yes, she has." "It's been quite the tragic procession." "How many dead husbands are we talking about?" "Two?" "No, three." "Oh, my dear, you've been so unlucky." "Paulo." "I'm sorry." "Do you, Tremaine Gidigbi, take Liberty Baker to be your lawful wedded wife, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" "I do." "Liberty Baker, do you take Tremaine Gidigbi to be your lawful wedded husband, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" "Liberty?" "I do." "They seem really into each other, don't they?" "Yeah, maybe he's got a fetish for support tights." "Well, he's obviously off-limits." "Obviously." "Okay, so just straight to camera." "That's good." "Nice." "That's it." "Lean back in." "That's good." "And your eyes to camera." "Just like that." "Good." "Fantastic." "Right, we got it." "Thanks, John." "So, congratulations to both of you." "How are you enjoying the big day so far?" "Yeah, well, it's wild, man." "I've been loving every minute." "Liberty was a bit stressed this morning but..." " It's the bride's prerogative, right?" " Oh, of course, darling." "It's been fantastic." "And the best is yet to come." "So, Tremaine, you have always been known as a one-woman man, which is something of a rarity in the sporting world." "When did you first discover that Liberty was the one woman for you?" "You know, I always knew it." "From the moment we met." "I mean, I felt like the luckiest man alive when she agreed to go out with me." "And let me tell you, there was no way I was ever going to let her go." "Liberty's so strong, independent, talented," "and she's made me into the man I've always wanted to be." "I don't know if I can ever repay her for that, but I'll spend the rest of my life trying." "Hey, hey, come on, Libs." "It's just so sweet." "Darling, darling, please don't cry." "You'll ruin your make up." "Besides, we still have a few more shots to get." " I'll go and find those nibbles." " Right, darling." "All right." "I believe you still owe me that drink." " It's a free bar." " Ah." "It will have to be some other time, then." "I don't know if Eva would be too happy about that." "Seems to keep a tight leash on you." "I choose my own friends." "Is that what we're gonna be, then, friends?" "Eva and I have been together a long time." "She's been very, very good to me." "So yes, I'd like us to be friends, if that's okay with you." "What the hell?" "This is weird, innit?" "Being here but not being together." "I don't like it, Luce." "It don't feel right." "Well, you're just gonna have to get used to it, aren't you?" "Urszula." "Shit." " What's your problem?" " You were all over her." "You trying to get me jealous?" " It's not always about you, darling." " What is it about, then?" "I was mingling." "Oh, for God's sakes, what do you expect?" "You were busy with your husband." "Hey, mate, have you seen my wife?" "Sorry, mate." "You expect me to be exclusive if you're not?" "Sue me for getting married." "You think you can play me and Tremaine off against each other, winding me up while you flirt with other women?" "I never promised you anything, Liberty." "But if you're going to be so clingy, then perhaps we should call it a day." " You don't give a shit, do you?" " As if you really care about Tremaine." "You weren't thinking about him when you were enjoying every second with me, all the sex and the excitement." " You could have ruined my life." " No, I gave you back your life!" "Before you met me, you didn't know how to live." "Oh, you have your big house, and your money and your man, but you're such a spoilt bitch you didn't appreciate any of it." "How could you, until you were afraid you could lose it all?" "Well, now you can." "And you know what?" "You should be grateful, because I gave you that gift." "No, you don't give, you take." "You're a user." "Only you're not getting anything more from my husband and me." "Take your things and go." "I was already on my way, darling." "Wait!" "For you?" "I don't think so." "There are plenty more closets out there for me to open." "How much has she had to drink?" "She's off her head." "Oh, God." "Look, let me have a word." " Maybe we should get you home." " Eh?" "Well, it's been a long day for you, and you shouldn't overdo it." "Can't you stop bleeding nagging for five minutes?" "Sorry, love." "I just don't know how long I got left." "Don't say that." "I just wanna enjoy myself whilst I still can, eh?" " Libs?" " Mm?" " Everything okay?" " Yeah." "It's just all the excitement making my head spin." "It can be emotional, you know, marrying the man you adore." "God." "What a day." " I am in dire need of a glass of champagne." " Allow me." "Thank you, darling." "And my feet could do with some special attention." "Of course." "Paulo has the most amazing hands." "I learned a special Latin technique." "Mmm." "Oh, that feels so good." "Harder, darling." "Oh, yes." "Harder." "He'd better watch he doesn't cut himself on those bunions." "Oh, yes, perfect." "Mmm." " Mr Gidigbi." " I know all about it, you and Liberty!" "What's going on?" "What the..." "This is our stuff!" "Call it severance pay for unfair dismissal." "Unfair dis..." "Like hell." " Hey, what..." " Would you rather I call the cops?" "As if you would, because if you did, you know I'd be calling the tabloids." "And what would your fans think if they knew that the big man's wife preferred a woman's touch?" "I'm not doing this just to save face." "I'm doing it for Liberty." "She's been hurt enough by you." "She don't need to know about all of this." "Such a big pussy." "I could almost find you attractive." "Get your shit out of here!" "It's very sweet, everything you do for her, but it'll never be enough." " You know that, don't you?" " Piss off." "Do it harder." "I can't stand this, Luce, sitting there watching you chatting up other blokes." "You don't own me." "I can do what I like." "If your ego can't take it, well, tough." "And what about my feelings, eh?" "Can't you see what you're doing to me?" "You're making me miserable, Luce." "No, Bruno, you did that to yourself." "You might as well have let me take that bullet." "I've got nothing to go home to," " nothing to wake up for." " It's not my fault." "For Christ's sake, Bruno, you've got to take some responsibility." "Well, that's rich." "What about your responsibility to your daughter?" "Do you think she's happy without her dad?" "What's the point in keeping us apart, ruining all our lives?" "Don't you get it?" "I can't stand to be near you!" "Are you all right?" " Lucy, what's the matter?" " Nothing." "I'm sorry." "I should go." "I don't wanna ruin your special day." "Oh, it's a bit too late for that." "No, I just mean, um..." "Sometimes things don't always work out the way you hoped, you know?" "Here." "Thanks." "So what have we got first?" "What's first?" " Here, let me." " Oh, thank you." "Makes a change to meet a man who's been brought up properly." "Your parents obviously did a great job." "Actually, I was raised in an orphanage." "Oh, sorry." "How about you?" "Do you have family?" "Well, I've got a half-sister, but we don't speak." "Yes, family can be complicated." "Maybe we're better off without, eh?" "Oh, dear." "Are you all right?" "Looks like you shouldn't mix drink with the HRT." "Oh, you..." "Get me out of here." "God." "Hi." "Everybody," "I just wanna say something." "First off, to the skipper and his new missus." "Nice one, mate." "Happy days." "And I wanna give a mention to a special lady, someone who's always been there for me, and taught me you gotta live life to the full, no matter how much shit it chucks at you." "She's always got a smile on her face, even though she... she's suffering from terminal cancer." "I'm dead proud of her, my mum." "Come on, mate." "I've never been so humiliated in my whole life." "It was an accident." "It could have happened to anybody." "This is all your fault." "Where were you?" "Why weren't you at my side, where you should've been, instead of chatting up that slag?" "So, what do you have to say to me?" "It'll never happen again, I swear." "And?" "And I'm sorry." "What?" "I'm sorry." "You're sorry what?" "I'm sorry, Mama."