01x03 - How Does the Story End?

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Hey.

You're late.

I'm consistent.

Hello, and welcome to this Q&A.

I'm delighted to say that I'm joined

by one of our most talented, promising,

and soon-to-be-in-demand young
actresses, Emma Lytleton.

Emma, thank you for joining us,

and thank you for writing
that introduction.

My pleasure on both counts.

So, how do you feel
about your play opening?

Terrified.

Absolutely terrified.

This is the biggest thing
that I've ever done.

It is in fact the only remotely big thing

that I've ever done, so, yeah, not great.

Okay, and what were you in before this?

Unemployment.

Right, and what kept
you going through that?

Shame.

Yeah.

I think if you want to act,

you have to have this burning desire

deep inside to want to prove-

Prove your mother wrong.

Exactly!

Joey, come on!

Yeah!

No!

Yeah! Joey!

That went well.

Yeah, I just wish I had said something-

Interesting?

Ideally, yeah.

What are you doing now?

I'll probably get the bus
home and panic about the play.

Right.

Whereabouts are you based?

South, do you know Telegraph Hill?

Yeah.

That's where I live.

Whereabouts?

You know, at the north side.

The rough end?

Yeah.

Nice.

No, it really isn't, but...

So, er, I have a question.

You've asked me a few already.

I know, but I'm still hoping

that you might say something interesting.

Seems unlikely, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Who's Joey?

Sorry.

Sorry, I just saw it on your necklace

and I thought I'd ask.

Oh, erm, I have to go.

Giving up on me saying
something interesting?

Had to.

I was gonna buy you a
drink to say thank you.

Right.

Er,

yeah, sorry.

Sorry, I, I do have to go.

Okay, well thanks anyway.

You were

funny.

Yeah, so were you.

Actually, erm, I've changed my mind.

About me being funny?

About you buying me that drink.

Okay, great!

Let's go.

Yeah, why not?

So, what do you write about?

I write a weekly column

that is supposed to be
funny, but rarely is.

So not proper journalism then?

No. God, no.

And you interview people?

Sometimes.

Anyone interesting?

Not recently.

I'm this way.

I'm just across the park.

I'll see you next time then.

See you next time.

Hi.

Hi.

That's my towel.

Wait, what?

You're using my towel.

I can see that.

I didn't know that when I picked it up.

That would be-

Weird.

I have no idea what to say next.

Me neither.

I'm Harry.

I'm Emma.

Oh, there, hey!

Joey.

What are you doing here?

Oh, sorry, this is Harry.

He used to go out with Kate,

and Anna,

and Olivia for a while.

Not officially.

Okay.

How do you two?

Oh, Emma's my sister.

Yeah.

Hello?

Hi Emma.

It's Ben.

Hi.

Er,

is now a bad time?

No.

Sorry. Just it sounded
like you were crying.

No, I am.

Erm,

I'm watching Say Yes to the Dress.

Ah.

That's not good.

Yeah, so listen, erm,

the last time we saw each other,

you said

"See you next time,"

and,

yeah, I mean,

I mean this isn't very cool

or indeed professional,

but neither am I.

So yeah, I, I, I just wanted to say

for the avoidance of all doubt,

I would like there to be a next time.

So, so, yeah, erm,

I, I, I was just wondering

if you wanted to go for a drink.

I'm sorry, Ben, I have gotta go.

Hi!

Hi!

Er, what are you doing here?

I saw you across the park,

and I thought I'd say hi.

I'm sorry about the
other day on the phone.

I didn't mean to be-

Daddy!

Have you got-

Hello, mate.

Daddy!

Any more?

Er. No.

Who's this?

Er, this is my friend Emma.

Would you like to meet her?

Okay, so Emma, this is Poppy,

and this is Jack.

No, we're not!

Okay, well who are you then?

He's Peter Pan.

I'm curly,

and he's one of the Lost Boys.

I already knew that.

Do you wanna know why?

Why?

Why?

Because my name's not really Emma.

It's Captain

James!

- Hook!
- Hook!

I'm gonna get yer!

My Mum comes down to help,

but other than that,

it's just been the three of us ever since.

And I don't always tell people about them.

Why?

Don't want to tell a sad story.

I don't want them to be a sad story.

Have you ever written about it?

Emma!

Yeah?

Can you chase us?

Can you chase us?

Well, I have to go now,

but whoever catches this magic sword

is gonna be the new Captain Hook.

Are you ready?

One,

two,

three,

go!

Oh, and for the avoidance of all doubt,

I would like to see you again.

Oh, there she is.

Emma!

Oh!

Oh. You look-

Harassed, sweaty.

Wonderful!

I really don't, but I
appreciate the conceit.

Yo.

Yo.

Happy birthday.

Your necklace is ridiculous, by the way.

Thank you. Mum got it for me.

No one knows why.

Maybe in case you
forget your own name me.

So, I hear you met Harry.

Er, yeah.

He's nice, isn't he?

Mother, stop foisting
my friends onto her.

I'm just saying!

It might be nice to have someone more

reliable and dependable.

Reliable.

Like Dad?

Now, don't involve me in this.

Because your career is-

Dormant.

Precarious, I was gonna say.

So to meet someone reliable.

I'd like to propose a toast to Joey.

May you live a long and happy life,

and may all your relationships

be just like Mum and Dad's.

Fueled by alcohol
and passive aggression.

Cheers!

Cheers!

When we came in,

one of the new waiters

asked me if it was a special occasion.

I said it was my daughter's birthday.

Anyway,

we all have a lot to look forward to.

You have a lot to look forward to.

And when I see you stood up there

with everyone staring at you,

I'll be so proud.

I know. I just keep
thinking of Joey and-

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

♪ Happy birthday, Happy birthday. ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Happy birthday, Joe.

How do I look?

Available.

I was going for urban sophisticate.

Well, you've landed on slutty Sandy

from the end of Grease.

Do you know what I don't understand?

The patriarchal conditioning
at the end of Grease?

I do actually. I'm just redefining it.

What I don't understand is

why you were so desperate

for me to come out with
you for a drink tonight?

So, you know Harry?

Yeah.

Well, he has this friend, Cameron,

who I've been messaging,

and I'm gonna go meet
them tonight for a drink.

And you're telling me this now because-

Because if I told you any earlier,

you would've said no.

An accurate assessment.

Yeah.

Come on.

What's the worst that could happen?

That's all I've written so far.

What do you think?

Is it that bad?

I, I, I just need to,

I just need to find the right ending.

You know.

Like a way to say-

I thought I'd never feel happy again,

but I was wrong.

Things can change,

I can change.

Something like that.

Yeah, something like that.

Do you think that's true?

Do you think people can change

after the worst, most unimaginable thing

has happened to them?

Do you really think
people can be happy again,

the way that they were before?

I don't think anything can
be the way it was before.

I think you're probably right.

Who else have you shown this to?

No one.

I mean just you.

Don't know if I'm even gonna use it.

I wanna tell you who Joey is.

Joey is my sister,

and she died.

No one else I've ever spoken
to really understands it.

Lucky them.

You know when you tell someone,

and they nod

and start comparing it
to when their Nan died?

Yeah. It is annoying, isn't it?

Yeah.

Thank you for telling me.

So, I became a writer

because I have no other marketable skills.

Can you cook?

Nope.

Can you drive?

Not even nearly.

How do you get Jack and Poppy around?

With great difficulty.

Are you alright?

I used to swim here
all the time with Joey.

And do you still swim here?

So the way I see it,

we could either go home,

you to yours,

and me back to the chaos

of Lego and the disgruntled mother.

Or,

we could get another drink.

Okay, wait.

So let me flesh out the arguments-

You had me at drink.

You know what's weird?

How drunk I am?

No, no.

That was perfectly predictable.

What's weird is

how easy they make it to
get in when it's closed.

What?

Yeah, you just jump over.

Come on, I'll show you.

Absolutely not.

What are you waiting for?

So, was this her special place?

No, she hated it.

No, we came here all the time,

and yeah, we loved it.

We should do it together.

I don't think so.

I understand.

It can be pretty
intimidating to stand next

to me with my top off.

Hey, you laugh, but I'm telling you,

you do not want to know

what is going on under here.

I'm shredded.

I'm like coleslaw.

I'm sure it's lovely.

Right.

What are you doing?

I'm going in.

Why?

Because I kind of wanted to anyway,

but if I do it now,

then it'll seem like a grand gesture.

Plus if I don't do it now,

then I'm just the guy stood in his pants.

Essentially, I've overcommitted too soon.

Ben. No.

Also by the way,

once I'm in, you're coming in with me.

Absolutely not!

If you don't do it now,
then you'll never do it.

Ben, no!

Woo! Emma, come on!

Just do it!

There's no way!

Please. You won't regret it.

Do it, or I'm getting out.

Five,

four,

three,

two, one.

Come on!

I'm a little bit nervous,

as I'm sure you can tell.

And if you're thinking
that might manifest itself

in some kind of poor performance,

then that's probably not
an accurate assumption.

Ben, stop talking.

Okay.

Was that your first time?

I hate to point out the obvious,

but,

I've got two children.

I meant, since-

Yeah.

Sorry.

It's okay.

You know, it's not like there's a

handbook for all this.

And yet, for so many years,

Cosmopolitan magazine
had me believe otherwise.

I have to go soon.

Not yet.

And its mother
will spend the next two years,

taking care of her precious charge.

Guys. Come on. Enough now, please.

Oi!

In bed now!

In you get.

Thank you.

I'm going out.

I love you.

I love you.

I'll see you the morning, right?

Yes.

Yes.

Be good. Grandma's in the next room.

Sorry I'm late.

Sorry.

There was a thing at bedtime.

One was a cat, one was a dog.

And they,

and they didn't,

anyway you wouldn't-

Understand?

Be interested. I was gonna say.

Well, I would be.

Okay. What would you wanna know?

Who was the cat, and who was the dog?

I've honestly no idea.

Ever since the accident,

I've tried pretty hard not to think

about how I feel

because it was dangerous

for me.

But when I'm with you, I feel happy.

Which I know doesn't sound
like a lot, but it's,

it's more than I ever expected to feel.

The reason I asked is
because there are things

that I want to tell you about me.

Things that I've done

that are hard for me to talk about,

but,

if this is what I think it is,

I wanna talk about them with you.

Okay.

Ben, this isn't easy.

Is it about Joey?

A bit, yeah.

You should just take it.

I'm gonna use the loo.

Hi Mum, what is it?

Wait, what's happened?

What, what's happening?

Which one's not breathing?

You're gonna be all right!

Don't leave them alone!

They're in the children's ward.

Thank you.

Daddy!

Hey, hey, Jack Attack.

Are you alright

I had an accident, Daddy.

They were playing that
bloody cat and dog game,

and he hit his head on the radiator.

Yeah, I know.

We're okay now.

Yeah. Yeah.

We're all okay?

Hey look, I'm so sorry, you guys.

I'm never gonna leave
you like that ever again.

Okay?

Come here.

Daddy's here.

Hey.

Thanks.

You know, I've seen you
all in here a few times,

and I always want to come over

to tell you how sorry I am.

I still think about their Mum.

If she could see you all now

and see the beautiful people

you've helped her children become,

I think she'd be really proud

cause I'd be really proud.

Thank you.

Do me a favour.

Whatever it is the three
of you have been doing,

keep doing it.

Hey.

Hey.

Sorry to bother you at work.

No, it's fine. I'm on a break.

Yeah,

it's just that I wanted to speak to you,

and I didn't wanna do it over the phone.

I got your message. How is Jack?

Yeah, yeah, he's fine now.

Good. I was worried
when you left, I thought-

Yeah, I know,

I'm, I'm, I'm sorry.

Erm, but that's not why I'm here.

Okay. Look, I haven't really slept,

and I'm sure that you haven't either,

but last night I was trying
to tell you something.

I need to talk to you.

About?

Us.

Look, erm,

look, my life is complicated and-

I know it is, but-

Yeah. And, and I, I, I, I
wanna be honest with you, right?

I, I think I'm falling
in love with you, and

and, and I can't do that.

And, and, and this.

The children.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm, I'm, I'm barely holding
it together as it is, and

and I don't think I
can lose someone again,

so,

need to stop it now

before that happens.

Fine.

Just go.

No, Emma, I don't wanna just go. I want-

I said just go, please.