03x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[groan]

[laughter]

CHILD: Oh!

Oh!

What is it?

Hello.

Tickle, tickle, tickle.

Boo.

I'll be out in a minute.

BRENDAN: Mrs. Ball, is breakfast ready yet?

I'm starving. - Come on.

Ruddy-- why does this never open?

Mind the future.

Thomas, me goalie!

Come here, bro!

Brendan, UCAS form?

Brendan, have you done it?

Done what?

What's that supposed to mean?

Mind the future?

Come here.

Oh-- Mrs. Ball is going to need this fixing.

Well, yes, of course she is.

We're all gonna need it fixing. WOMAN: I'll be down a bit later.

I've got work to do.

BRENDAN: Who's the best goalie, Thomas?

Who's the best goalie?

Terence, don't--

Brendan? - Yes?

What?

You're--

Mary, the stair gate!

I can't do the cleaning upstairs.

I know.

William's going to fix it.

Why-- why won't that ever--

Henri-- Henri-- oh!

Brendan, can we have Thomas off of the table, please?

UCAS form.

Brendan, have you filled it in yet?

I've told you, haven't I?

William, you're going to have to have a word.

- What? - It's got to be in by tomorrow.

What has?

His UCAS form.

Kate's filled hers in, and can we get Brendan in the frame,

as well? - Yes.

Where is he?

Where's, um-- where's Kate, actually?

She's texting the boyfriend.

What?

The invisible boyfriend.

No.

She's writing up course work. - What?

She's a demon.

She can't work all the time.

She's not.

She's texting Callum.

Terence!

Julia, can you go and tell Kate that she

still has to eat breakfast?

And so have you.

And sit down to have it.

Thank you, Mrs. Ball.

Thanks, Julia.

Hey, Poppy.

Kate?

Kate?

Dad says breakfast.

Yeah, well, I'm doing this.

Hey, come on.

Yeah, OK.

Hello, Poppy.

[inaudible].

Breakfast.

Ah, Kate, there you are.

Do you want to have some breakfast?

Hello, Poppy.

- Dad? - Yeah?

What?

BRENDAN: Come, let's have some breakfast.

I'm starving. - Hello, Poppy.

Have some cereal.

How does this work?

- William? - Yeah?

- Brendan. - Oh.

Right. Yes, of course.

Kate.

Breakfast.

Right, Brendan, um--

Want some of this?

Your UCAS form.

Look, you wanted me to do A levels, and I'm doing them, OK?

That's it, all right?

I don't want to go university.

Well, you say that now, but in a few years' time--

Oh, William-- look, I'm 18 tomorrow.

I know you are.

William?

I'm trying.

No, you-- your suit's--

- Nice one, William. - Oh, no.

Thomas, great.

That's one of your best.

Kate, did you want me?

Uh, no, no, it can wait.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hello?

That's Heaven, Dad.

WILLIAM: Hello?

People getting their first water from the well.

That's Heaven on Earth.

Hello?

This is William Shawcross speaking.

William.

I'm sorry-- it's John Castlemaigne from, um--

All Saviors.

Yes.

I think we did meet once.

Yes.

Yes, John, we did.

Are you all right, John?

My daughter, Melanie, has died.

Oh, John--

I'm so sorry.

Where's my boy?

Jeremy?

Where are you, John?

Molly, this--

But you said it-- you said it--

Just-- you're a bit too up.

Just calm down little bit, yeah?

OK.

Hello, darling.

HI, Mom.

Hi, Gran.

Don't call her gran.

Really, don't.

Hello, boys.

Look at you.

Good morning.

Rick?

Can I borrow you for a second?

Give me a repeat.

And look what I've got for you.

And look what it does.

Whoa.

Only cost a pound.

Oh, really?

And where am I taking you this afternoon?

Oh!

- Beep, beep. - Adjusting.

See?

Just needs tightening and adjusting.

Ah.

Well, they didn't say that.

- William? - Yeah?

Are you going upstairs?

Well, yeah, of course I am.

I've got a--

Thomas' cup is in his cot.

Right.

It's good to see Mom back on form.

What?

She's lost her job.

Well, she took so much time off.

Marry?

I'm looking after Thomas today.

Well, I haven't seen him for a while.

Well, you did say I was having him.

WILLIAM: Thomas' cup is where?

In his cot!

Well, I'll tell you what--

Mom, you have him this morning, and Mrs. Ball, you

can have him this afternoon. - Good idea.

I'm looking after him tomorrow,

and I'm booking him now.

Come on, please!

I've got back to back funerals, and I've got someone to see.

Thanks.

Dear.

Your mommy and daddy deserting you.

Mom, don't say that.

He gets upset when you leave.

Oh.

Go and do something with it.

William?

Yep?

Is, um-- is Rick working with you today?

Uh, yeah, he's re-tiling the--

Look, have a word, will you?

Because Mom's lost her job.

Oh?

I know, but I think there's other stuff going on, as well.

Ah.

Right, yes.

- Are you all right? - Yes.

Fine.

Just-- just work, you know?

Oh, hello.

Where are the girls?

Hi, Jill. Ron.

WILLIAM: Kate! Julia!

Come on!

Hello, Clover.

What are you two doing here?

Mary, we're sorry to do this on your days off--

Days off with you two?

They don't exist, do they?

What can I do for you?

Are you OK?

Yeah.

No.

What?

Well, we finally met the pediatric consultant

yesterday, who'll look after the baby if it's blind, and--

Yeah?

And now--

They want us to have the baby in hospital.

All right.

It's OK.

Don't worry, all right?

Now, how was this left?

That's why we came round.

We're seeing the consultant again this afternoon,

and we wondered if there's anything we can say?

It's too late to be--

What time?

Midday.

All right, we'll be there.

Doris and I will be there.

You will?

Of course we will.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

It's all right.

And how are you?

Oh, I'm ready.

- Can I give you a lift? - No, no.

Walking's good.

And we're taking Clover to baby classes,

just around the corner.

Baby classes?

Clover?

OK.

I'll see you at 12. - OK.

Bye.

Girls?

I'm going to the car, I'm getting in the car,

and if you're not there, I'm driving off.

KATE: Yeah, we're coming!

They your blind couple?

Those two?

No.

No, no, they're just kidding around.

They used to but that wasn't really working,

so they got the Labrador, and the white stick, and--

well, they fooled you, didn't they?

It's a jolly holiday with Mary.

Hey, listen-- Mind the future--

that doesn't mean you want another baby, does it?

Another one?

No.

No, not if you don't, darling.

We'll talk about it tonight.

In bed.

- Come on, Dad. - Come on, Dad.

We're ready.

I'm coming.

Jill, we can't leave him out there unattended.

He won't be out there very long.

Doesn't matter. We can't leave him out there.

- [inaudible]. - All alone.

John?

Come in.

William?

I didn't even see him arrive.

I'm just saying we need to get on.

I'm doing the second funeral, William's doing the first one.

Not if he's tied up here, he's not.

Right.

She did her VSO there for a year.

Loved it.

I didn't think she'd come back.

She wanted to be a teacher.

Thank you.

She'd be cross if she didn't have a green funeral.

You don't mind a green one?

There are a few, but I do know of a very beautiful

woodland cemetery theater.

I'll conduct the service myself.

Just a small, private affair.

You know?

Her grandparents, my brother, and hopefully

some of her student friends.

Of course, they may be quarantined.

I think some colleges do that with meningitis.

I think so.

Well, I'm sure a few will be able to come.

May I ask, Melanie's mother?

She died three years ago.

Breast cancer.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Right.

Can I have her home?

Certainly.

Yeah.

Can I have her home today?

Tomorrow is more likely.

Is that because of the autopsy?

What they had to do to her?

Yes.

I see.

Well, you'll collect her today?

I will, yes.

Thank you.

No, no, I can do both funerals.

I can manage that.

But collecting a body's a two man job,

and we've no one to spare.

Should we not get a firm down there to bring her up?

Yeah, no, I--

I should do it.

I must do it. I must do it.

Yeah.

His daughter is only a few years older than Kate,

and she lost her mother, too, so--

Aye.

Aye.

He wants the body at home.

After an autopsy?

Mm.

Right.

But you still can't do it on your own.

So who with?

Sorry, mate.

Bloody, um-- accelerator cable snapped.

But I'm here now, eh?

I'll get on.

Sorry.

Rick?

Yes, mate?

Well, give us a kiss.

Eh?

[kissing]

Oi!

Sorry I'm late.

Hi.

Hello.

Hi, Ron. - Hi.

Hello.

Hi, Jill.

How are you?

Yeah, I'm OK.

Hi, Doris.

So, who are we seeing this morning, then?

Mr. Ormerond, the pediatric consultant.

And-- I don't know if the other one will be there.

The-- the what's it?

The obstetrics consultant?

Who is that?

What's his name?

Oh, a Mr. Spink, was it?

Spink.

Oh-- oh, I see.

So they call you both in when they know that we're off.

Right.

Hold me back.

Come on.

Let's get up there.

Let battle commence.

Don't you worry.

You going to have this baby at home, OK?

Well, if we don't all get a wiggle on, I'll have it here.

Right.

Come on, then.

[beeping]

Got a comb?

Your hair's fine, mate.

Yeah?

Will I have to see the body?

No.

No, she'll be wrapped.

But, um-- we will have to move her.

Aye.

Great.

Um-- and, uh--

like, um-- you know, uh, with an autopsy--

like, um-- what have they done to her?

You probably don't want to know, Rick.

No, I do.

I do.

I'm interested to what it entails, you know?

Oh, well, with meningitis, they probably want to examine

the spinal cord and the brain.

The brain.

Blimey.

So how do they do that?

Go on.

How do they get to it?

Well, they make a cut from here to here,

and then they peel the scalp forwards, over the face.

And then they remove the top of the skull with a surgical saw.

I hear Molly lost her job.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Coming, though, wasn't it?

Never in.

And it was my bloody fault. I hate bloody newspapers.

And me for reading them, because I go, oi, have you seen this?

Oi, I swallow it.

Did you see it? - What?

That HRT stuff.

All the scares over HRT.

Oh, um--

Right, so Molly's on HRT, and doing very nicely,

until I read this crap, and convince her to come off it.

Cause I'm worried.

And she does.

She comes off it.

And when she does, the bloody menopause is back.

Flushes, sweats.

Can't sleep.

Tired all the time.

And worse, she gets into her head

that I won't love her anymore, because she's

suddenly old, or something.

[sigh] It's going to be OK, though.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Went to see the doctor, and he's going to put her back on it.

She'll get another job.

Definitely.

I'm having him tomorrow.

I'm having him all day tomorrow.

He's booked!

[beeping]

Oh!

I've got one.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

I just-- I've just got to text someone.

Doris is seeing a man.

No, I'm not.

Why do you say that?

I'm not.

She is.

Oh, how was Clover's baby classes?

What do you do, exactly?

Mary.

Clover loves babies.

Loves them.

Especially when they throw up, apparently.

Ew.

Saves on wet wipes.

Ugh.

Sorry I'm late, everyone.

Shall we, um--

Has he gone?

Sit right behind you.

Thank you.

Mr. Ormerond, this is Mary and Doris, our midwives.

Excellent.

Good, yes.

Take a seat, please?

Can you manage?

Yep.

So, um-- how are you feeling about the big change of plan?

The hospital delivery?

Feeling?

Feeling, yeah.

Well, see, I had my heart set on a home birth, so--

Yeah, well, the thing is--

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Um, are we expecting Mr. Spink to be here?

Would you like him to be here? I mean, I thought not.

No. No, that's fine.

But can I just say something?

Is that OK, Jill? - Yeah.

Please.

We've had a long battle with obstetrics.

A battle we thought we'd won.

You know, we shouldn't even be here.

You know, Jill is due any time, and we're having

to say this all over again.

The one please Jill and Ron are comfortable is their home.

Yeah.

I mean, if you saw them at home, I

think it would take you a while, you know, before you--

you knew they were blind.

Yeah.

They're much more confident, they're relaxed--

which is exactly what we need for this birth.

Absolutely.

I'm-- I'm sure you're right.

And I've-- I've probably c*ck this up, haven't I?

But-- well, you see, with both parents

having congenital blindness, we're

looking at fairly high odds of the baby following suit.

I don't mind that.

I wouldn't mind.

I mean, yeah, part of me wants our baby to see.

But maybe a bigger part--

maybe I could give it more if it's like us?

I mean, I know blind parents bring up

sighted children with bells on nappies, and bells on shoes,

but when they get bigger--

look, it's simple.

I don't ever want our child to become our carer.

So I know I shouldn't say it, but the biggest part of me

wants our baby to be blind.

Yes.

I understand that, Jill.

But there are a couple of pretty nasty syndromes

where hereditary cataracts, which

is what we might expect baby to have,

are just one symptom of something more serious.

Kidney disease, for example.

And an early fundoscopy to examine the eyes is--

well, it's essential, really.

But-- Jill, Ron, listen.

I-- I asked you back here today because--

well, I could see that you were disappointed yesterday.

And I know that obstetrics would rather have you in, however,

I felt a little uneasy after you left.

So how would you feel if I said that I think you

should have the baby at home?

Good. Well, that's it, then, isn't it?

Home birth it is.

Um-- Mary?

Doris?

What about the eye tests?

Well, I don't know.

Uh-- exceptional circumstances.

How about you give me a call when you

think delivery is an hour off?

It's not an exact science, I know.

And I could send one of my doctors

or, indeed, come myself.

What do you think?

I think it's fantastic.

Imagine one of our consultants being like that.

What, admitting they'd c*ck up?

So you're happy, Ron?

What, having the baby at home?

No, I'm well pissed off.

Jill?

You OK?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

You bet.

Um-- Rick, you wait here.

I'll come get you. - Yeah.

OK.

You all right, mate?

Thank you.

Excellent job.

I'll be right back.

OK.

[inaudible].

Hello?

Hello?

William?

Oh.

I thought you'd done a runner. - No.

No. No, no, no.

Um-- the girl's dad--

a, uh, vicar bloke, has turned up.

Yeah, a bit all over the shop.

So I parked him in the chapel while we do the business.

But see, he's driven himself here, and I think one of us

should go back with him.

You know?

Well, you, because you know what to say, and I'll--

take the what's it back in the van.

Yeah? - OK.

Yeah. Good.

Well done, Rick. - OK.

Oh, forgive me.

I had a terrible sense of her being alone.

On her own.

With the mother gone--

I feel such a completely useless parent.

So I need to be near her.

And you can have her home this evening,

if that's what you want.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, William.

And will you thank your colleague?

He's very kind.

I don't know his name.

Rick.

Rick, yes.

Thank him.

John?

I'm not sure about you taking the service yourself.

Oh, no, I have to.

I have to.

So young.

She was so young.

You think they have forever.

And now she's gone.

Come on.

I'll take you back.

Let me see it.

Let me see it.

Now you tell your father?

And now I tell Dad.

- Thank you, Rick. - Not at all.

Glad to have helped.

I better get on with the tidying, eh?

All right.

How were the funerals?

- Oh, tickety boo. - Good, good.

How was Rick?

Rick?

Rick was rather good.

Rick was rather impressive, actually.

In fact, I have a proposal to make to the proprietors

of McKinnon and Spalding.

Because if today taught us anything,

it's that we are understaffed.

Rick?

Yeah, hang on.

Oh, god, have I done 'em wrong?

It's not unlucky to put decorations up there, is it?

[hip hop music]

Terence?

Terence!

Larry is trying to get Thomas off.

- We have sound. - Hi.

Where's Mary?

With Thomas.

Yeah.

- Did you hear the sound system? - Yes.

I'm emigrating.

Dad?

I'll be down in a minute.

Hey. Guess what?

Shh.

Rick's going to be an undertaker.

Oh.

Mom, right?

Oh, good.

He's asked her, then?

Yeah.

He won't handle any of the bodies, though.

He's happy about that.

Guess what?

What?

Poppy got Brendan to do his UCAS form.

Oh, good.

Yeah.

Come here.

I want to tell you something.

Oh, come on.

Look, it's half past eight.

We've got five between us, and we're not married.

Think-- think playmate.

Think-- well, if we want another baby in a few years' time,

there'll be a gap.

And-- well, it'll be like starting all over again.

And wouldn't you like to know what another one would be like?

Cause he's so-- he's so--

isn't he?

OK.

[baby cooing]

Thomas.

Oh, my god.

He can get out of his cot.

Hello, my little contraceptive.

Eh?

Who says he needs a little playmate?

Just wants mama and daddy.

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

No, no, no.

You said OK.

Ditch him. Give him to the kids.

Go on.

Give him to the kids, and I want you back in 30 seconds, OK?

And that is an order, William.

Yes, all right.

Bye bye.

Bye bye.

Bye bye.

- You're having a bath. - What?

You're having a bath.

Oh, yeah, I'm having a bath.

Kate, Hi.

I'm-- look, I'm having a bath.

But I've just got to do something first.

Dad?

I got an interview for three colleges at Oxford.

What?

Wow.

Well, they're only interviews.

Yeah, but they don't give those to everyone.

Well done, you.

Yeah, and Callum says I stand a good chance.

Yes, Callum.

Well, I need to meet Callum, now, don't I?

Yeah.

You're going to.

Kate's got an interview at Oxford.

Mary, Kate's got an interview--

Yeah, I heard.

Well, so?

Great.

Fantastic.

You must be thrilled. - Mary.

What?

What do you want me to say?

You know, Kate goes to Oxford, and Brendan goes to--

well, the only one I've heard of was Hull.

Oxford's just the name of the place, Mary.

Where are you going?

I'm going to congratulate her.

Don't worry, I'll fake it.

Just so you know, Mrs. Ball, everyone's coming to my party

straight from school.

So it starts, like, early.

And there's no drugs, right?

But there's drink now, cause I'm 18.

You're not all 18.

There we go.

Did I hear somebody mention drugs in connection

with this evening?

Yeah, but you can't have any.

- Yeah, that's not funny. - It is, actually.

It is.

Oh, hello.

She's very close.

I'm worried.

Why?

I quite like it.

You know, I actually quite like the pain.

Yeah, you'll get a serene look.

Hello, Mr. Ormerond.

How are you, Jill?

Yeah, I'm very much at home, thank you.

Hello, Ron.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

That's good, Jill.

OK, I can see the head.

OK, just give me one big push.

Big, big, big push.

That's it. - Mary.

Cord. - Yeah.

OK, I got it.

Now stop pushing, and just pant for me.

[panting]

OK, we're doing so well.

Good girl. OK.

Come on.

Cord's around the baby's neck, all right?

OK. There we go.

OK, now give me one big push.

Push, push.

Right down into your bottom. Good girl.

Push. - OK, that's it.

That's it. Good girl.

MARY: There we are.

[baby crying]

It's a boy.

Hello, darling.

Hello.

Is he perfect?

Can you see?

Can you see?

Shall I turn baby over?

In a second, yeah.

Now Jill, Ron, I'm going to turn baby over.

I'm going to shine a light in either eye,

and I'm looking for a red reflex.

You want to see red?

I want to see red.

If I see red, no cataracts.

OK, Doris, turn the baby over.

Fairly swiftly, please.

I'm looking for mild surprise and open eyes.

I see red.

I didn't mean it.

I never meant it.

Wishing him blind.

I was just scared he would be.

I didn't dare hope.

I knew that.

[inaudible].

[baby cooing]

Look, please.

It's a healing biopsy scar.

It's unremarkable, except that when

you see one that's not healing, it won't look like this.

Did it give you any trouble?

No.

Put your top on.

Good.

Well, I've had--

[baby cooing]

Well, I've had the biopsy results,

and you are, it appears, in the early stages

of non Hodgkin's lymphoma.

Oh, yeah.

Right.

I'll look it up on the internet when I get home.

Because I won't hear a thing you say no.

Can I keep still taking the HRT?

I'll get back to you on that one.

Um-- what we need now is a CT scan.

A body scan-- to establish the extent of the lymphoma.

Which I-- I had booked in for you today,

but, uh, you came with--

so-- well, that being knocked on the head--

Sir?

One of us could look after the child.

Right.

Right.

[choir singing]

I am the Resurrection and the life, said the Lord.

And he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall

he live.

John?

William.

Sorry.

You were right.

I just-- I shouldn't have done this.

I can't continue.

I'm sorry.

Right.

Well, Melanie wouldn't have wanted this.

She didn't believe.

She didn't believe.

For her, you live, and you die.

And there's nothing else.

John.

We both know that it's very hard for you

now to make sense of what's happened.

It isn't hard, William.

It's not hard.

That's the trouble.

It couldn't be clearer.

I prayed, and prayed for her soul.

And she's a good, lovely person, who so wanted to help others.

Did help others.

But in the end--

in the end-- she did not believe.

And she hated the very idea of God.

And because of that, she goes to hell.

And I let it happen.

Tell me I'm wrong.

Tell me I'm wrong, William.

Oh, no, sorry, that's--

that's not fair.

Nothing is, John.

Nothing is.

But I think that someone who helps other people does

love God.

So you-- you see her in Heaven?

Have the service, John.

For your parents, and your family.

Have the service for them, and then if Melanie was right,

and there is nothing afterwards--

But there is, William.

There is.

There is a Heaven.

And she's not there.

And I can't do this.

I'm so sorry, but I just can't.

No, that's all right.

William, would you do me a great favor?

Yes, of course.

Would you read the word service for me?

I keep, uh, thinking about what Jill said in my office

yesterday.

About-- you know, when the baby gets older.

I know, yeah, when it's a teenager.

I mean-- I mean, mine are little b*stards,

and I can see what they're doing.

Well, most of the time.

I'm going up here. - Oh, sorry.

You going off to work?

No, no, no.

I'm off to see Spink, to tell him about, um, Jill and Ron.

Rub his nose in it a little bit.

Well, it was, um--

it was lovely to meet you, Mary. - Yeah.

You, too.

There you go.

Excuse me?

Tom Tom?

This way.

I am the Resurrection and the life, sayeth the Lord.

He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall

he live.

And whosoever liveth and believeth in me

shall never die.

I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he

shall stand at the latter day upon the Earth.

And though this body be destroyed, yet shall

I see God, whom I shall see for myself,

and mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger.

We brought nothing into this world,

and it is certain that we carry nothing out.

The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

I mean, why is it called non Hodgkin's lymphoma?

If it's not Hodgkin's, call it something else.

I had a boyfriend once, called Billy Hodgkin's.

I chucked him.

Well, I mean, who wants to be called Mrs. Hodgkins?

I was only 13.

You know what you're like at that age.

Well, I chucked him, and I'll check thus.

It's only in the early stages.

So what's the treatment?

Well, take one from two, isn't it?

Find out on Monday.

Hey, stop that.

Now, I thought I was going to be growing a beard

and having blue rinses.

I'm happy.

I suppose I should ask how Rick is,

but I think I know the answer to that.

[inaudible].

I would have worried him for nothing.

I only found out today.

Oh, I'll tell him now, of course, but--

no, I'll tell him tomorrow.

Mom!

It's my biggest boy's 18th birthday,

and I'm not spoiling that.

No, I've been so horrible to Rick lately.

And he's so pleased about his job.

I'll tell him tomorrow.

Come on.

I'm going to wake the sleeping prince.

Tire him out for later.

Beautiful girl.

It's only in the early stages.

Hm?

And I'm going to Billy Hodgkins it.

Come on.

I'm gonna buy a party dress, and you're going to help me.

[inaudible].

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Wait--

Oh, yeah.

That's the one.

Yeah, no, I really like that one.

What about this?

Do you want to put this on?

No.

No, Molly, no.

Goodbye, my sweet.

This-- she'd love this.

This would be heaven for her.

Thank you, William.

How, how you doing?

Happy birthday.

Cheers, yeah.

[cheering]

Hey.

You look nice.

You arrived about time.

Happy birthday.

Hey, you.

Hello.

I'm a bit worried about Thomas tonight, now

that he can get out of the cot.

Mind you, seems to be able to sleep through anything.

What's this?

Why are you looking at this?

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, what?

Mom's got cancer.

She-- she's got that.

She's got cancer.

She's got cancer.

Where's Kate?

Gone to meet Callum.

[doorbell]

Hey, this could be him.

This could be the main man.

Happy birthday!

All right.

Hello.

- Nice to meet you. - Here you go.

Cheers.

[rattling]

Hey, you tag in there, yeah?

Hey!

No!

I mean it.

I'm serious.

I can't.

I've got [inaudible], yeah?

Oh, my god.

Dad's much more nervous than you.

Why?

Why?

What's he expecting?

Wait a minute.

Is he expecting a scruff like me,

or is he expecting some smart--

he's expecting a guy in a blazer, isn't he?

He'll love you.

Oh, my god.

OK.

I was going to say, why don't we get changed?

But, uh-- probably not.

No.

No.

Yeah, no, of course we should.

It's for Brendan.

Yeah, but she doesn't want to tell Rick until tomorrow.

It's going to be--

I know, but it's a celebration.

Let's just keep saying celebration.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, it's a celebration.

Where's Thomas?

Tom? - Tom?

Thomas?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom Tom?

[inaudible].

Guests of honor.

Oh!

[cheering]

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

I see you're dressed for it.

Happy birthday, dear Brendan.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday!

How do you do, Callum?

Pleased to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

[laughter]

Good party.

Great party.

Yeah.

I'm a bit tipsy, you know?

Well, nicely tipsy.

Callum's nice, isn't he?

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

Yeah.

I think Mom's going to be OK, you know?

I think Molly's going to be OK, too.

- Yeah? - Yeah, I do.

I really do.

Yeah.

You know, since you're feeling nice and tipsy--

Mm?

Very nicely tipsy.

Very nicely tipsy.

Does that mean--

Oh, yeah, but--

[baby cooing]

Thomas, do you want to go in your cot?

Do you want to go in your cot?

Yes.

That's a result.

Boy.

[laughter]

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