"Well, it's the least we could do." "Yeah, I'll..." "I'll take those, love." "Oh, um..." "I sent Pete and Jenny some flowers." "Why?" " Because she's had a miscarriage." "Why did you send flowers?" "I sent flowers." "I had no idea you were intending to." " What, and it didn't occur to you that I might?" "Bloody hell!" "Who are those from?" "Karen and David..." "David and Karen." "They must be really upset, poor things." "You'd think people would have a bit more imagination." "Jen!" "Shouldn't you send bouquets to people with something to celebrate, like, you know, an anniversary or a newjob, or something, not losing a bloody baby!" "I mean, what do flowers do, anyway?" "Nothing." "They just sit there, reminding you of why they were sent to you." "And then they die." "I've got that to look forward to, haven't I?" "I wish people would send me something useful, like a ruddy great box of chocolates." "I hate sodding flowers, anyway." "Although yours were very nice." "Pete." "Sorry." " Not at all." "What?" " You." "What?" " Back there with Pete and Jen." "Mm." "Wasn't exactly my finest hour, was it?" "Enough of our misery." "Cheer us up." "Tell us about yours." "We're not miserable." " No, actually, we're on a high." "We're gonna..." "We've decided we're going to adopt." "We're going to have a baby, aren't we?" "So sorry, Jen." "That's really, really tactless of me." "No, you're all right." "Funny old world, isn't it?" "Last week I was expecting, now you are." "They took it quite well, really." "Allthings considered." "So, we're really going to do this, then, are we?" "Put ourselves up for adoption?" "I hadn't quite thought of it like that." "Well, let's just hope some kid'll have us." "Hello!" "Hi, Georgina." "Hi, Lewis." "Come on in." "Come on, James, the children are through there." "Go on." "They're dying to meet you." "Georgina, I hope you don't mind, but loads of people wanted to come when they found out about James." "No, not at all." "The more the merrier." "I thought it was going to be difficult when we moved to meet people, but James is proving to be quite a hit." "Apparently, the sooner they get chickenpox the better, so..." "Let me introduce you to my husband." "David?" "David, this is Georgina and Lewis." "Hello, welcome." "Can I get you a drink?" "What are you doing?" "An Internet search on adoption." "Looks like the Philippines might be our cheapest bet." "Adam, we are not getting a child off the Internet!" "That was a joke-type thing there." "I haven't found anything in Britain." "I might have to make it more specific." "Why don't you just look in the phone book?" "Rachel, I don't think you're gonna find anything in the Yellow Pages." "Thanks." "What are you going to look under? "Children"?" "Adoption." " Uh-huh." "Here we go." "There are quite a lot in here." "God!" "Right, well, we'd better start ringing round them tomorrow." "Well, you can skive off work better than I can, so you do it." "You know, I hate it when you do that." "What happens the next time we need an aardvark trainer?" "Georgina, sure you won't have a drink?" " No, really." "Karen, can I go to my dance class?" "Of course you can." "Thanks, Ramona." "OK." "See you." " Bye-bye." "That's our nanny." " You're very lucky." "I didn't think that when my husband tried to shag her." "I'm only joking." "No, we are actually very lucky with Ramona." "You are lucky." "Ours refused to move up from London with us." "Reckoned Manchester wouldn't be lively enough." "Which given the fact that she was from Austria seemed a bit of a cheek." "Sorry." "I've had details from lots of agencies, but the standard of English, it's shocking." "Ramona's is pretty dodgy, but the children love her, and she's utterly dependable, so..." "Do you mind me asking how much you pay her?" "Hi." " Hello." "I er..." "I saw you dance." "I no see you dance." " No, I don't." "Ah, you are English." " You're very good." "I am Spanish." "Ah!" "Have you ever thought about turning professional?" "Professional?" "You know, like a job." "Earning money from it." "I know what he means, but no, no, I never." "Well, I own a club." "Always on the lookout for dancers." "Best ones can earn 100 quid a night." "What, and you pay them this for dancing?" " Yeah." "All very tasteful." "Are you interested?" "Maybe." "Well, think about it." "Give me a call." "If you're interested, I could start you on a couple of nights a week." "That's a lot of your Spanish pesetas." "That's a lot of your English quids." "Hey, it's been a while since we had a night in together." "So, watch telly if you want." "Well, why would I want to do that when we can...enjoy each other?" "I want to get an early night, Pete." "Come on." "Look, I do understand." "You know, why you're tired." "You know." "You're still probably very upset." "I'm fine." "Yeah, of course you are!" " I am fine." "It's over and done with, isn't it?" "That's just your way of dealing with it, you know." "You've still got the time to grieve." "You're still in mourning." "Shut up, Pete." "Go to sleep." "Right." "Good night." "For God's sake, what do you want?" "Nothing!" "That way I won't be disappointed." "I'll do anything." "You already did it, David!" " One mistake, one mistake!" "Joshy, what are you doing up?" "Why are Mummy and Daddy always fighting?" "Oh, Joshy, they're not fighting." "They're just having a little bit of an argument, that's all." "Come on, let's get you upstairs." "Come on." "Yeah..." "Yeah." "Well, no." "I've signed up for an introduction evening." "I don't know." "An introduction, I suppose." "Hey, Rachel, you know, the first step, eh?" "Yeah." "OK." "OK, I'll see you later." "Love you." "Bye." "Come on, you must be seeing things." "Don't you think it strange that on the very day we make enquiries about starting a family," "I see the girl I first fell in love with on a tram." "What?" "Strange that you saw her on a tram?" " Strange I see her at all." "She lives in Ireland!" "Yeah." "Have you been drinking?" " No." "Do you know what I reckon?" "What?" "That you're a little unsure about this whole adoption thing?" "Yeah." "Look, I don't blame you." "Look, fatherhood, it's a big step, and I think you're scared shitless." "You don't think it's anything to worry about, then?" "Er..." "Hallucinating when sober?" "Nah." "Yeah, I'd worry." "I knew it." "I knew it, I knew it, I knew it." "I knew I wasn't making it up." "Hold on..." "You saw Jane for all of five minutes when you were plastered." "You can't remember what she looks like." "Well, I didn't get a clear view, I must admit, but I definitely saw her from behind." "Are you winding me up?" "Look, I tell you, I saw her." "Unless I'm nervous about you becoming a father..." "I've got to go." "What's Pete got to say?" "Oh, nothing." "Banter." "OK, all set?" " Yeah." "Jane!" "Oh, my God, this is amazing!" "Yeah, what are you doing here?" "Oh, sorry." "Hi, I'm Jane, a friend of Adam's from Ireland." "Yeah, we, uh, grew up together, you know." "A long time ago." "I'm Rachel." " My wife." "You heard that I got married?" "Mm." "Front-page news at the Coleraine Chronicle." "You could hear the sobbing for miles." "Jane has a lively imagination." "So, are you visiting, or...?" "No, I've got a job here." "I've just started." "God, I'm sorry." "This is just unbelievable." "Yes, it is, yeah, yeah." "Well, great to see you." "Adam!" "Do you know anybody in Manchester?" "Oh, not a soul." "Well, except for your man here." "Well, you must come to dinner." "Er...yeah." "Absolutely." "That'd be lovely." "Well, er...it was very nice to meet you." "And you." "So, tell me about Jane, then." "Jane?" "Oh, come on, she's obviously an ex-girlfriend." "Is she?" "I mean, er..." "Why obviously?" "What, a nice-looking girl like that?" "You'd definitely have tried." "So what was it?" "An adolescent crush?" " Yeah." "Exactly." "You know the thing - she dumped me when my spots didn't clear up." "Hers have." "And you must be..." "Mr and Mrs Williams?" "Rachel Bradley." "Oh, so you're...not married?" "Yes, we are." " And to each other." "I just didn't take his name." "It doesn't matter either way." "Come in." "Take a seat." "Nice one, Rach." " You know I don't use my married name." "Just for once, couldn't you?" "We're trying to make the right impression." "Don't be ridiculous." " I'm being ridiculous?" "No, I'm sorry, she's not in." "I think she out baby-sitting for friends." "Oh, is David here?" " No." "He should be." "I'm sorry, would you like to come back later?" " No, that's good." "It's you I wanted to talk to." "Me?" " Mm." "Oh." "Well, come in." "Right, David, come this way." "Tell me, how did you get my name?" "Found it in the Yellow Pages." "I'm not in the Yellow Pages." "No, it was just a...joke." "Oh." "Sorry, just a bit nervous." "I've never been to a shrink before." " And you still haven't." "I'm a therapist, a very different creature." "Sit down." "You were saying." "Well, I have a colleague Roger who last year was going through something of a personal crisis, and I heard that he was seeing someone he reckoned was a great help, and I plucked up courage, and asked him who it was." "Well, I'm glad I was of some help to him." "Perhaps I can do the same for you." "I hope not." "He became a homosexual." "Now, can I ask...?" "How many of you are hoping to adopt a baby?" "Right, well, I'm going to have to tell you now you're more than likely to be disappointed." "Each year in Britain only 200 babies are put up for adoption." "Maybe the Internet isn't such a bad idea." "Joke, joke." "So..." "What exactly do you expect to get out of this?" "Er..." "If I'm honest, nothing." "I don't have much time for therapy." "I've tried everything." "I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel." "You're the last resort." "Thank you." "All I want is to put things right between us, but everything I try seems to push her further away, and it's killing me." "Oh, this is pointless." "I might as well go." "Well, if you want to, but you've already paid." "And you've still got...40 minutes left." "That's why we tend to ask for the money upfront." "So, um..." "Let's talk a little bit about your marriage." "Well, look, have you tried him at the office?" "Yeah, and they said David left already." "No, his mobile phone is not switched on." "Well, he must be on his way home, then." "But I have to go now." "Well, you can't, Ramona." "I am baby-sitting for Pete and Jenny." "Karen, this is my night off." "I've made an arrangement." "Well, you'll just have to change it." "No!" "Ramona, I really don't like your tone." "Karen, I can stay." "Are you sure?" "Right, Ramona, give me ten minutes." " Thank you." "Honestly, she is getting ruder and ruder, that girl." "It's a bit flash, this." "Wouldn't a curry have done?" "Well, you know..." "We're celebrating." "This way." " Celebrating?" "Celebrating what?" "Er, well, you know the job that I was offered last week, and I turned it down and that?" "Pete, it's still open." "Oh, that's brilliant, Jen." "It doesn't mean you're gonna be home any later, does it?" "No, I've got a secretary and everything." "It's more money an' all." "Bloody hell!" "They don't throw a car in as well, do they?" "No..." "No-one drives in New York." "Ta." "That's the other thing, Pete." "Just out of interest, who here thinks it's OK to smack children?" "Well, it never did me any harm." "So... you'd want to...smack a child you adopt?" "Well, no, no, I wouldn't want to, but if it did them some good." "I mean, unless it was against the law." "It's not against the law, is it?" "Not yet, no." "So, what if your child had been taken into care as a result of physical abuse?" "Well, um..." "If that..." "If that was the case..." "Or, indeed, in any other case... um..." "No, no, I wouldn't want to smack my child." "If this is why we came here we may as well skip pudding." "Can you at least think about it?" "It's an amazing opportunity." "Who for?" " All of us." "It's not for me." "I don't want to live in New York." "So, what?" "You're gonna stay stuck here, are you?" "Your only ambition is a loft conversion." "I'm happy." " What?" "I'm happy!" " I'm not." "You were." "A week ago." "When you still thought you were pregnant." "But..." "Pete..." "I'm not pregnant, am I?" "I want more out of my life, Pete." "No." "Fine." "Let's go." "Right." "Well, thank you." "Thank you very, very much." "Yes, I can see what Roger meant." "I really feel I've been making some progress here." "Yes, well, it's early days yet." " Yes, yes, yes..." "But, you know, I can see, with your help, that I don't have to be in complete control of every situation." "In fact, I know I can't be." "And just accepting that, I think, will go some way towards improving my marriage." "You do know your hour is up?" "Yeah." "Look, um... ..I want to pay for a month in advance." "I'm going to bed." "Hi." "Hi." "Who are you?" " I'm Jo, a friend of Karen's." "And she's..." " Had to go home." "I beg your pardon?" " Oh, it's all right." "She told me what to do if Adam woke up." "He didn't." "I checked on him every few minutes." "He's a sweet little guy." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Thanks very much." "Right." "Right, I'll be off." "Leave your empties." "It's fine." "Hello, darling." "Where have you been?" "That would be telling." "Let's just say it was very worthwhile." "Well, I'm very pleased for you, David." "Pity you were supposed to be looking after the children." "Thank you for ruining my evening." "Hey, looking good, looking good." "Here you are." "Try that one, sweetheart." "How's your costume?" "All right?" " It's too tight." "Ah, well, not to worry." "You won't have it on for long anyway." "What?" "I thought you said this place was tasteful." "It is." "Oh, you're not gonna go all feminist on me, are you?" "There you go." "Listen, you." "I show more than this on the beach for free, OK?" "If they are stupid enough to pay..." "But the thong, he stay on." "Nobody touch me, and if anybody wank, I walk." "OK?" "Oh, for goodness' sake!" "Josh, will you please go and get ready for school?" "Go on, hurry up." "I've asked you three times." "You're late." "I know." "I'm sorry." "I oversleep." "It's OK for you to pitch up 15 minutes late this morning, but you won't wait 15 minutes for me." "I said I'm sorry." "Yeah, well, I don't want your apology." "I want you here on time." "And I could do without all your Mediterranean moods as well." "OK." "That's it, Karen." "For one, it was not 15 minutes last night." "It was one hour, and for two, I don't have to do it." "And when I do you don't even thank me!" "You and David don't even see what's going on round here any more." "All you do is fighting." "It's too much for me, Karen." "I quit." "Oh, yeah, right." "What are you going to do?" "Go back to Madrid?" "No." "I'm going to serve out my notice." "It is two weeks, no?" "And then I'm going to start my new job next door." "OK?" "Right, let's hear it, then." "Apology, please." "What for?" "Abandoning my chid with some chain-smoking, alcoholic Australian." "Jo is completely reliable." " Yeah, well, you're bloody well not, are you?" "What were you thinking of?" "Listen, I know you're under a lot of stress at the moment, but I really think you're overreacting." "Overreacting?" "Right, OK." "Would you leave Josh with a complete stranger?" "Jo's not a complete stranger." "She's a friend." "But he doesn't know that." "What if he woke up in the night, and saw her looming over him looking like a man in drag with all that slap on?" "Excuse me, but if there's one thing I know, it's how to apply make-up." "Yeah, right, with a trowel, love." "While we're on the subject, I'm really not taken with "chain-smoking alcoholic"." "Australian wasn't meant as a compliment." "Hey, listen, please, this is really unnecessary." "No, you're right." "Because, Karen, you're the one that I'm bloody well angry with." "I would not have left Adam with Jo unless I was completely confident of her ability." "She used to work as a nanny." " Actually, it was chalet girl." "Was it?" " Yeah." "It's just a lot of the clients acted like kids." "This is not funny." "This is my little boy that we're talking about." "This is my little boy!" "How is it funny?" "I just wish you'd reconsider." "I mean, if it's money then I'm sure we can come to some arrangement." "David, it's not about the money." "It's just time I want to go." "Well, we wish you wouldn't." "Josh will miss you desperately." " Please, David, not to mention Joshy, OK?" "And the girls." "David, I want to see them, but I just no can live here no more." "I know things aren't easy at the moment." "But I don't think that will last." "Let's just say that someone is giving me some help which I think will make things better." "But I don't think you are the problem It's her." "Karen hasn't been very happy lately." "She's making everybody unhappy, and all the time drinking, drinking!" "Yes, well, she does enjoy a glass or two, but..." "Please, just...just give her a little time." "No!" "Hey." "Hello." "Hello, tiger." "Are you all right?" "Yeah?" "Are you drawing?" "Good boy." "I spoke to my boss again." "Yeah?" "What did he say?" "That job..." "That job is everything I've ever dreamed of, Pete." "We've been through this before." "OK, love, come on." "You can finish that up later." "Come on." "You can watch that video." "You're a lucky devil, aren't you?" "Go on." "The tape's in there." "Good boy." "Pete..." "Look, you've made it clear how you feel about this, and to be honest, I thought that would be enough to change my mind, but it isn't." "I know you won't come with me, but I'm going to go anyway." "He wants me in New York by the end of the month, all right?" "Hi, honey, I'm home." "I rang the adoption agency..." "Holy Jesus!" "Look, Jane, I don't think this is a good idea." "Rachel doesn't know about how close we used to be, or the stag do." "Especially the stag do." " What?" "What?" "OK, fine." "Yeah, fine." "Right." "Bye." "Hi." " My mother." "She says hello, by the way." "Did you manage to contact the adoption agency?" "They're sending someone to see us." " Fantastic." "Oh, and by the way, I invited Jane round to dinner." "So I see." "Really, I don't think we should see each other." "It's OK." "I'm fine about it." " But what if Rachel finds out?" "What, like if you say the wrong thing, or if I do?" "Found it." "Listen, you should not leave us in a room together alone." "We're already talking about the old days." "Hey, do you remember that bench at the Causeway?" "What you carved onto it?" ""Adam Williams 4 Jane Fitzpatrick." "True love."" ""Adam Loves Man U."" "Got him into terrible trouble." "Portrush is only a small town." "There weren't many United supporters called Adam." "Ha, ha, you daft bollocks." "You've done well." "She seems really nice." "She is really nice." "Is Adam in?" "Yeah, he's in the kitchen." " Oh, God." "We need to talk." "Pete, this is Jane Fitzpatrick." "You don't know her." "She's an old friend from Ireland." "I haven't seen her for eight years." "She just started a new job in Manchester." "We met by chance." "She came for dinner." "He's not going to remember all that, Adam." " I think I might." "Hello." "Pete, was it?" "Yeah." "Look, we need to go for a drink." "She is not leaving you." " If she takes that job, it's the same thing." "Unless you go with her." "I don't want to." "She's putting that job above our marriage." "I can't believe that." "I mean, it doesn't matter how good a job is - your marriage comes first." "Yeah, but I don't think it is that good a marriage." "Not since they got back together." "I think they've been making do." "Well, I didn't like her much, but I can sympathise." "I mean, if it was him who'd been offered a good job somewhere else, she'd be expected just to pack up and go, no questions asked." "The thing is, it wouldn't be so bad if it was just the two of them." "What's gonna happen about little Adam?" "Jenny's mind's made up." "She's determined to take him with her." "He's determined not to give him up." "I just hope it doesn't get nasty, you know, with lawyers getting involved and all that." "Of course I don't want it to get nasty." "Do you think he's just going to let you swan off to America?" "He's going to fight for custody and frankly I don't blame him." "Then I won't go, will I, if it comes to that." "I won't go, but I'm still going to leave him." "Why?" " What do you mean, why?" "My marriage is over." "Look, I'm sorry." "I'm..." "Come on, I'm so sorry that I'm hurting the man I grew up with, and I'm sorry that I'm disappointing everybody, and I'm sorry that I've been so unhappy, but I mean, what do you think...what do you think makes somebody leave their whole life behind?" "I mean, I've told Pete it's over, and he refuses to accept it." "But..." "But I am leaving him, no matter what." "It's over." "Even if I don't go to New York I'm leaving him." "And with the current state of sterling vis-a-vis the euro, it does make sound financial sense to centralise your requirements in terms of management consultancy here in Britain." "David, I just have one question." "Where are the gentlemen?" "Er..." "Oh, the Gents?" "Er, through the back there." "I think it's going rather well." "So long as he understands a word you're saying." "So, tell me, did you get in touch with that therapist I recommended?" "Hm?" "Oh, er, no." "Yes." "Sorry, yes, I did." "Any joy?" " We've only seen each other a couple of times." "Today we had something of a breakthrough." "Why is it so important for you to please your father?" "I suppose it's because I've always looked up to him." "He led a blameless life." "Blameless?" " Yes." "I think so." "Though I remember when we were on holiday." "Come on, David." "Can Auntie Pauline come to the beach as well?" "She said she wanted to lie down, but we'll see." "Auntie Pauline!" "Auntie Pauline!" "Daddy!" "Auntie Pauline!" "We're going to the beach." "You'll help us build sandcastles, won't you, Daddy?" "Mummy said you would." "My God, the sins of the father." "Yes, well, it doesn't excuse my behaviour, though." "No." "It might help you to stop beating yourself up about it." "You've got to forgive yourself, David, before you can expect your wife to." "Yes, well, frankly, Rog, I'd rather spend 40 pounds an hour for his advice, thank you." "Right, let's wrap this one up, and dump him back at the hotel." "Gentlemen, so we go on drinking somewhere?" "This isn't really my kind of place." " Do you think it's mine?" "Ugh!" "I don't think much of their bloody expensive wine either." "Still, Helmut seems to be enjoying himself." "David!" "Ramona!" "David!" "You dog." "No, thank you." "Yeah, OK." "Have you rung Pete?" " No, not yet." "I'm seeing him after work tomorrow." "Not that I'm looking forward to it." "What are you doing?" " I'm untidying the place." "I just tidied it!" " I thought I didn't recognise it." "Adam, she is not a photographer from Homes and Gardens." "No, she's a social worker with our destiny in her hands." "Look..." "Listen, I'm as nervous as you are, but we've got months of assessment ahead of us." "Sooner or later, she's going to find out the truth about us." "What, that we're messy?" " Yeah." "Do they let messy people adopt?" "I don't know, but would you rather it was spotless?" "I don't know anybody who lives like that, Adam, apart from psychopaths and my mother." "Your mother?" "Oh, my God!" "Up." "Up." "Get off." "Adam!" "Just...be yourself." "Let's hope that your performance at the information evening hasn't ruined our chances." "That won't have mattered." "Different departments, different people." "Come on." "Hello." "Ruth Wylie." "We met the other night." "Come in." "Come on, then." "So, um... what's your social worker like, then?" "She's fine." "She's nice." "Of course Adam thinks that's a ploy to catch us out." "Oh, yeah, right." "To be honest, I don't really know much about her." "I asked her if she had children of her own, and she wasn't very keen to tell us." "Yeah, well, I suppose they have to keep a professional distance, don't they?" "Particularly if they're going to turn us down." "So, how did you get on?" "Nice home." " Do you think so?" "Good." "I mean, thanks." "So..." "Would you like coffee?" "We've not offered you any." "Would you like some coffee?" " Or tea." "We've got loads of teas." "Loads of them." "Hundreds." " Really, I'm fine." "Thank you." "Yeah..." "Have you given any more thought to what sort of child or children you might be interested in?" "Not really." " There's plenty of time." "We've gone off babies." "Well, not exactly gone off." "We've just...ruled them out." "And spanking." "Ruled out spanking." "It's quite difficult to get your head round everything." "Yes." "Well, maybe this will make it a little bit more real." "It's adverts of children who are available for adoption." "Really?" "Like estate agents' details?" "You know - "Room for improvement." "Must be seen."" "Something like that." "God, Karen, It's enough to break your heart, I tell you." "Who knows what horrors they've seen?" "Yeah." "You want to take them all." "You know, you want to make them all feel safe and wanted." "But you can't." "The worst thing is, they might not let us take any of them." "I want you out of the house now." "Oh, for God's sake, man." "I don't want to stay here." " It's a question of morals." "That's the kettle throwing sticks at the pot!" "What is going on?" " Ramona will not be serving out her notice." "What?" "We decided it'd be best if we make a clean break." "She leaves now." "I go to kiss goodbye to Josh." "Ramona!" " Don't upset him, please." "Oh, well, that is bloody great, that is." "I take it you'll be looking after the children until we find a replacement." "Thought you'd gone out." "I was just looking at our son." "Wondering how I'd get on without him." "You'll see him on weekends, Pete." "Come on." "Not halfway across the world I won't." "Look, Jen, I love you." "Look, don't worry." "This is just my way of trying to explain." "OK?" "What was the thing that first attracted me to you?" "I let you feel my tits under my bra." "Yeah, there was that, yeah, yeah." "It was..." "You had balls." "You had an edge." "You never wanted to compromise, and you've never lost that." "But, to be honest, I can't see you being happy living down the road." "I am leaving you, Pete." "I just want us both to be happy." "I know it sounds selfish." "But I don't want us to end up hating each other." "I want..." "I want a happy divorce." "You know, maybe one day we'll end up going to Adam's graduation, something like that." "Blimey." "Do you think he's going to go to university, then, do you?" "What, with your brains, and your looks?" "Look, of course I'll miss him, but I think this is for the best." "You'll bring him home for his holidays." "Or when he's older, you know, he can come on his own." "Look, better still, I can come over for...for Christmas and birthdays." "I mean, New York's not that far away, is it?" "It's only seven hours." "Yeah, seven hours." "I'll get it." "Josh, no." "You're having lunch in a minute." "Ah, come here to me." "You can have them." "Come on." "Come on." "Oh!" "Ah, look, there she is!" "The guest of honour." "Are you all sorted, Jen?" "So...champagne?" "I probably shouldn't." "You know, the flight and er..." "Go on, just a drop." "You all right?" "We're sharing this flat - apartment - with this woman from the office, which is good, cos she's got a little one Adam's sort of age." "And I got a place in nursery." " Kindergarten." "Do they look done to you?" " Have you switched the oven on?" "Oh, shit!" "What time's your plane?" " Three." "I'll get it!" "Sorry." "I've checked, you know." "There's a cable station that shows all United's games." "And I can tape them, and send them over to him." "Adam, look who's here." "Hi." " Hello." "Hello." "Haven't we met before?" " Er...no." "No, I don't think so." "Surely, you're..." " Mistaken." "This is Jane Fitzpatrick." "We used to spend the summers together in Ireland when I was younger." "You wouldn't...know her." "Jane, this is David." "Oh, actually, I was going to have a word with you about something." "Now's a good time." "Here." "Pete, you get the girls a drink, will you?" "All right, love?" "Bit of champagne?" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry about laying into you the other night." "No, Jen." "I'm sorry." "It was me." "I just wasn't thinking." "So, are we friends again, then?" " Yeah." "Thank God for that." "I just don't know what's wrong with me." "I'm just so angry with everybody." "The twins, Ramona, David..." "Oh..." "Can I, um...say something that might piss you off again?" "Well, I'll tell you now, it is a risk." "Oh, well, sod it." "There'll be a bloody great ocean between us." "You and David, you're different to Pete and me, you know." "You can make it work if you want to." "Think about forgiving him." "God, what do I know?" "But...think about it." "Sorry." "Come on, love, I think it's time we made a move." "OK." "God." "I can't believe you're really going." "All set, mate?" "You will write, won't you?" " Yeah." "I will." "I promise." "I will." "You'll email, won't you, David?" "My secretary will." "Good luck." "Go for it, Jen." "Bye." "Bye." " Have fun, yeah?" "Put your seat belt on." "Miss you." " Bye, Jen." "Bye!" " Bye." "Well..." "Ramona!" "Seat belt!" " Karen, stop the car, will you?" "Ramona." " David." "How's things?" " Good, thank you." "They're very nice people." "I..." "I wanted to apologise." "I think in the past I've been a bit too quick to rush to judgement." "David, you know that I always look after the children." "Um..." "I've been doing a lot of analy... a lot of...soul-searching lately, and...and it's good." "I think it's bringing Karen and I closer together, and we're well on the way to putting our problems behind us." "Good." "I'm glad that you're happy." "If um... if circumstances change, if for any reason you'd like to come back, then I promise you, you'd be more than welcome." "Tomorrow?" " What?" "They're no very nice people." "They're horrible." "They make me eat by my own, I'm not allowed to watch television, and after nine I have to go to my room!" "I hate it!" "Listen, I don't, you know, dance any more, OK?" "I just thought it was going to be fun, but the men are just disgusting." "You were OK, though." "Tomorrow will be just fine." "I'd love to go to New York." "Have you guys ever been?" "No, never." " Full of Irishmen, isn't it?" "Oh, I'll get that." "That'll be Pete." "Forgotten where the airport is." "Tell him he's a fool." "I don't want to see him ever again." "Eat one of those bloomin' sausage rolls." " Here, you, open wide." "Oh!" "Christ almighty!" "Oh, my God!" "No, spit." "Spit it out." "Oh, I'm so sorry." "Are you all right?" "You know what a coincidence it was, us bumping into each other?" "Yeah!" "Yeah." " Well, it wasn't." "Well, I think it was." "You know - a city of two and a half million people." "What are the chances of that happening?" " No, I mean I contrived it." "What?" "I wanted to see you again, Adam." "Your stag weekend got me thinking." "Oh, no, no, no." "It wasn't meant to do that." "Well, I thought we were over each other." "We were." "We are." " We're not." "You unleashed some really strong feelings, Adam." "Well..." "leash them again." "Haven't I tried?" "But what's meant to be..." "Jane, you are staying for lunch, aren't you?" "Er...no." "No, no." "In fact, I should be off, so um... ..see you again soon." "See you." "Thanks." "Great news!" "Ramona is coming back...tomorrow!" "It's all fixed." "That's great, David." "I think Josh is finally coming down with chickenpox." "You know, Karen..." "I feel really positive about the future." "I've got this sense that things are really on the way up, and that whatever happens is for the best." "That's good, David, because um..." "I've been doing some thinking as well, and I think it would be a very good idea if you moved out." "You'll look after him, won't you?" "Don't let him get a Yank accent." " No, I will, I will." "You will?" " I mean I'll..." "I'll look after him." "OK." "OK, tiger, are you going to be a good boy for Mummy?" "Yeah?" "And I'll see you in a few weeks, yeah?" " Yeah." "OK?" "OK." " OK, come on." "We're boarding, Pete." "Right?" "Come here." "OK?" " Yeah." "Bye, Jen." "Bye." " Thanks, Pete." "Come on." "Come on, love." "Oh!" "You forgot..." "You forgot the rabbit."