01x02 - Episode 2

[bunniefuu]

[bright music]

♪ People that you know ♪

[Erica] We're thinking
of going to Croatia

or maybe Greece.

Majorca, no?

At least I have a fella
to go away with, Tina.

Oh, shots fired.

Uh, I'll have, you know,

there's about 50 young
fellas on me Tinder

would only be delighted to
take me away, Erica, yeah?

I got super liked by one
of them this morning.

You should see the state
of this fella, Dolores.

f*cking tide wouldn't
take him out.

[Dolores and Tina laughing]

Uh, I heard that.

Look, be sorry.

Ah, yeah, Simon.

Is he a bit simple?

[Erica] He'd want to be
to be super liking her?

I'm going to me lunch.

Cherubs, see you next Tuesdays.

- [phone rings]
- Answer that first.

[phone rings]

Salon 22, Tina speaking.

Uh, she's just with a
client at the minute.

Okay.

- Aine?
- Yeah.

Pauline.

Oh, one sec, Dolores,
that's Sean's ma.

How are you, Pauline?

- Aine?
- Is everything all right?

Oh, Sean, he hasn't come home.

He went out for a walk
yesterday evening.

Yeah, I haven't heard
from him since then.

Uh, his phone's been
off all morning too.

Yeah, he's a big boy, Pauline.

No need to go
panicking just yet.

Yeah, well, he hasn't been
himself lately, has he?

I, I'm worried.

No, there's no need.

Leave it with me, I'll
get in touch with him.

I'll let you know
when I do, okay?

- Okay, love.
- Okay.

[phone beeps]

[receiver clunks]

♪ Feel that we are
meant forever ♪

♪ We are meant forever ♪

[suspenseful music]

I'm sorry, I haven't
seen him in weeks.

Okay, well if he does come in

will you tell him I
was looking for him?

- Will do.
- Thanks.

[Gavin] Did you ring
round all the lads, yeah?

Yeah, like you was
his main group.

Right, I'm trying to think.

There's not like-

What?

Another young one or anything?

Da.

No, Aine, 100%, not.

No, I know.

Uh, I feel like a d*ck
for even asking, sorry.

Being honest, he
has been very quiet

in the WhatsApp group and
that, which I know that's only-

Yeah.

Honestly, I haven't a clue.

Listen, go on, we're not
gonna keep you anymore.

Thanks, Gavin.

Yeah, keep me in the loop, yeah?

[Aine] Yeah.

See you in a bit, bye.

[Aine sighs]

Oh, any other ideas?

I don't know, da.

What about the canal?

He goes jogging there
sometimes, doesn't he?

He's already been jogging
there for 24 hours now, has he?

No, I meant if he
hurt himself or fell.

Nah, sure someone
would've, ah, I dunno.

- You didn't...
- What?

You didn't notice him
being off or anything,

lately, I mean?

No.

Well, he was a bit quiet in
the house the other night

watching the match and that.

[Aine] Quiet how?

Well, usually he'd be
shouting at the telly

and we'd be talking
about the game,

but still, nah, hardly
cause for concern.

You wouldn't know
with him though.

What do you mean?

When something's bothering him,

it takes ages to
drag it out of him.

Listen, if you want me to
have an old chat with him,

or anything, just,
just say, I will.

No, just let's worry
about finding him first.

[phone chimes]

Pauline.

[Pauline] I rang around
all the hospitals, nothing.

Right, okay.

We, uh, tried the mates,

we tried the gym,
the pub, nothing.

I mean, at what point
do we ring the Guards?

[Aine] I really
don't know, Pauline.

[sighs] Well, Liam and Claire
think we should, but...

Okay, well, you guys do
what's best, all right?

Okay, we'll keep
each other posted.

Right, okay, thanks.

Bye.

I swear to God, when I
get my hands on him...

Things between the two of yous,

they're all right, aren't they?

- [bicycle clatters]
- Yeah.

Right.

- [footsteps clomping]
- [gentle piano music]

Like the usual, normal.

Of course, yeah.

[Aine] Why, what do you mean?

No, just, you know.

Da, spit it out.

You didn't have a row with
him or anything, did you?

[phone chimes]

Say something to upset...

[phones chimes]

Ah, like, sorry.

Where in the f*ck have you been?

[suspenseful music]

[gentle guitar music]

♪ Babe ♪

♪ There's something
tragic about you ♪

♪ Something so magic about you ♪

♪ Don't you agree ♪

♪ Babe ♪

♪ There's something
lonesome about you ♪

♪ Something so
wholesome about you ♪

♪ Get closer to me ♪

♪ No tired sigh, no
rolling eyes, no irony ♪

♪ No who cares, no vacant
stares, no time for me ♪

[curtains clattering]

- [truck revs]
- [horn beeps]

[door knocking]

- Morning.
- Morning.

You, uh, you sleep all right?

[Aine] Yeah, like a log.

Glad one of us did,
uh, sleep I mean.

I couldn't, I was tossing
and turning all night.

Yeah, no, I lied, me too.

Oh, really?

But not because of that.

That's comfy.

It was, uh, sort of strange
saying goodnight after-

Yeah, maybe I
shouldn't have stayed.

No.

[jug thuds]

Sorry, I didn't mean for
that to sound so, uh-

Forceful?

Yeah.

[horn beeps]

You really wanted
me to stay, huh?

No, it was, no, like I said,
you were, are really welcome.

I'm just being weird.

Right, okay.

Um,

now, look, I've left fresh
towels and stuff in the bathroom

in case you wanted to
have a little scrub.

[seagulls squawking]

[Aine gulps]

Speaking of words, uh, shower
is what I meant, not, uh...

Thanks.

Uh, about last night.

Like, should we talk?

I mean, what is there to say?

I just think it might have been

one of those weird coincidences.

We might never run into
each other again, you know?

Well, yeah, no, um,

then again, it's Dublin.

True.

We'll probably bump into
each other all the time,

- now that we've-
- Spent the night together.

Yes.

[laughs] Yeah.

I probably will actually
go and have a little...

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

I'll let you.

[gentle piano and
orchestral music]

[shower splatters]

[window knocking]

[footsteps clomping]

[door clunks]

- Where is he?
- In the sitting room.

- Aine.
- What?

[footsteps clomping]

[ominous music]

[Sean crying]

Thanks Lloyd, you're very good.

[Lloyd] No worries.

Ah, come here, but don't come in

'cause I'm wearing a towel.

[Lloyd] I'd better speak up so.

No, I can hear you, mad thing.

No, I know.

It's a gag.

You'll have to speak
up, I'm wearing a towel.

No?

No.

I'll take my banter
elsewhere or so.

[cup thuds]

[footsteps clomping]

[cup thuds]

[coughs] All good?

Yeah.

Good, so, listen, breakfast.

God, no, I'm fine.

What do you mean you're fine?

I have to go.

Ah, no, you have to
have some brekkie.

- I can't.
- Of course you can.

Honestly, I don't
even eat breakfast.

What do you mean you
don't eat breakfast?

The odd time.

[water trickles]

Aine, it's the most
important meal.

[laughs] I know, I've been
told that a million times.

Come on, it's the
least I can do.

[Aine] No, you've done enough.

No, I mean, especially
if it's, like you said,

we'll probably never see
each other again, so.

You don't have to
go making breakfast

[laughs] Making breakfast.

Huh?

- Uh, Aine.
- Lloyd.

It's Saturday.

[jaunty orchestral music]

I know they say don't
judge a book, but...

[traffic rumbles]

[food sizzling]

- There you are, Franko.
- Thanks.

[plate clunks]

Morning, friends.

- Morning.
- Morning.

[Brendan] What'll it be?

Uh, the usual please, Brendan.

Now, what do you
usually get, son?

[Aine laughs]

Don't mind her, a
large breakfast.

No mushroom, extra sausage
instead, I remember, son.

- Thanks, Joan.
- No problem, love.

I see you brought your young
lady again this morning.

Love to see you, darling.

Uh, no, that's not
Denise, Brendan.

That's a different
girl, different race.

Jesus.

Oh, sorry about that, love.

Should have gone to Specsavers.

This is Aine.

She just stayed the
night in my, um...

- No, not in a,
- [Franko laughs]

no, no, she's a
friend, a new friend.

Denise is away at the
minute, that's all.

While the cut's away, what?

How are you, Aine?

- Good, thanks.
- Good.

The mice will play.

And yourself?

Ah, sure who'd listen.

[Aine] Ah, tell me about it.

Where is Denise, Lloyd?

Is she somewhere nice?

Um, yeah, she's, uh, just
walking across Spain.

- Walking?
- Across Spain?

Yeah.

Ah, God, ah, that's brilliant.

No, I heard of that.

Who's she doing that with?

Well, just on her own.

- She's what?
- On her own?

Yep, on her own.

On her own?

Yes, Julia.

You can't let her do this.

I don't know if you've ever
met your daughter, but-

She isn't in the right
frame of mind, Lloyd.

Are you listening to me?

Yes, Julia.

She shouldn't be
alone right now.

Thank God we're leaving.

Everybody hates us.

What are these, Bill?

Morning, Denise, Karen.

You want us to wait for you?

No, no, I'll catch you up.

Ah, go on, vamos, vamos.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- [gentle ambient music]
- [dog barking]

Aw, did you make these?

Si.

They're beautiful.

Gracias.

- Three euros?
- Si.

Okay.

Here you go.

[gentle ambient music continues]

No, it's okay.

[seller speaks in
Spanish language]

You know, Denise, from
an economic standpoint,

the morally correct thing to
do is to pay the right price.

- I'm just saying.
- [dog barking]

[gentle ambient music continues]

[Denise laughs]

[dog barks]

[birds chirping]

So, what can it'll it
be for our new friend?

What are the specials?

They're a band from the '80s.

[laughs] Good one.

I'm gonna take

one of your, uh, medium
breakfasts please, Brendan,

with no mushrooms for me.

And, uh, tea for two?

- Yeah.
- Please.

Thanks.

Do you have any oat milk?

Ah, good night.

No, we don't, Aine,
sorry about that.

I'll give you some
of the low fat stuff.

Is that all right?

Yeah.

So much for me
doing me little bit.

I've been watching
those documentaries,

you know, the ones
with the calves

being ripped away
from their mas?

Mm.

Sorry, puts you
off your breakfast.

No, this'll be too tasty for
me to feel an ounce of guilt.

Now, tea for two.

[Aine] Thanks.

And your low fat milk.

[plates clattering]

[Aine] No, but that's you,

otherwise it'll be as
weak as Parnell's piss.

[Lloyd] What's that mean?

[Aine] I don't know,
something my da used to say.

Morning, gents.

[spoon clatters]

[tea trickles]

[mournful orchestral music]

[Sean cries]

[spoon taps and scrapes]

[tea trickles]

[teapot thuds]

You okay?

Sorry, yeah, I'm zoned out.

You're grand.

Where did you go?

Sean.

Yeah, of course.

I thought he'd get better.

He went missing for a day
and a half, six months ago.

Said that he went for a walk,

couldn't remember 'owt about it,

except that he was
out by the sea.

Spent a few weeks in the
hospital then and he seemed-

Mad.

No, Jesus, I'm sorry, I
didn't mean to use that word.

I just...

Like, before he went missing,
was he, like, depressed

or, I mean, like,

like what started it?

He said that he'd been
having panic attacks.

[panting] Years, like, what the?

I didn't know what they were,

or why they were
happening to me.

Just never thought
I'd be that person.

What do you mean?

[mournful orchestral
music continues]

It's hard to describe.

And why did you
never say anything?

- Because.
- Because what?

- Afraid to.
- Afraid, it's me.

- Yeah.
- I don't...

Who'd wanna be with someone
like that, Aine, you know?

- No, don't do that.
- Do what?

You know what, that's not fair.

You asked, so I'm telling you.

I'm still here
because I want to be.

- Do you?
- Yeah.

Come on.

[mournful orchestral
music continues]

For years he was,

like, I'd be the one chasing
his attention, do you know?

Like, I'd be the one

needing the minding and
the reassurance and-

[Lloyd] Right.

He was always so
chilled, from yay high.

We'd known each other forever.

He was happy as Larry.

Who the f*ck is Larry, what?

But yeah, something
just happened.

And I dunno what.

It's like this switch, you know

the Sean that I'd always known,

I'd get glimpses of
him, the old him,

but I just knew
something was wrong.

Do you know what I mean?

[customers chattering]

[spoon clatters]

I should have, I don't know.

But I was too late.

[mournful orchestral music]

[Sean] Implement, so
my therapist says,

you know, running, working out,
meditating, positive things.

[Aine] Yeah.

Putting out anything toxic,

be it food, people,

whatever it might be, you know.

[footsteps clomping]

I can't keep stopping
every two minutes, Aine.

Every two minutes, me bollocks.

Let me walk for a sec.

That stuff you're talking about.

Yeah?

That takes time.

Yeah, of course it takes time.

Why are you being-

I'm not being anything.

[bird caws]

Okay.

Like, this is a good thing.

I know, obviously it is.

It's all positive.

It's just, there's
no quick fixes.

[pants] That's all I'm saying.

Do you want to go
for a drink later?

[scoffs] Have you been listening

to a word I've been saying?

You haven't said
anything about alcohol.

Aine, until I start to feel...

I'm gonna be sticking to set
things for a while, okay?

Okay.

You need to relax as well.

What do you mean,
I need to relax?

They don't admit
people into hospital.

- I get it.
- Do you?

Yeah, I do.

Do you know how f*cking worried
everyone's been about you?

[birds chirping]

Of course I do.

Look, I don't wanna fight
you, I really don't.

I'm just trying to say

that you can't fix everything
in your life in a day.

It's gonna take time.

Just trying to get
better for you.

I know, I know.

But am I one of,

am I one of the negative things
that you're talking about?

Like, am I a problem?

Are you done?

Yeah.

[bird caws]

- Nice try.
- Mm.

- No more breaks.
- No. [laughs]

[Lloyd] Oh.

- Stuffed?
- Mm.

I don't know, my
appetite's a bit...

No wonder you didn't touch
yours, drowned in red sauce.

Uh, it's called ketchup.

Brown sauce?

What are you, me granddad?

I bet you say house coat
instead of dressing gown

as well, don't you?

Now if you do you can-

- I do.
- Ah.

[Aine laughs]

f*ck you and your house coat.

You don't honestly think

that house coat is posher
than dressing gown?

- No, it is.
- No it's not.

No, no, stop, I'm
gonna get this.

- No, Lloyd.
- No, look, please.

You can get me again.

Thank you.

Is this 'cause you
feel sorry for me?

No, but I do as well, you know,

Hate that.

Being the, the girlfriend of
a fellow that kills himself.

People either tiptoe around you,

- [phone chimes]
- or they think you're to blame.

- I gotta get this.
- Okay.

Hey, Brendan, what
do it owe you?

Erica, I'm so sorry,
I completely forgot.

[Erica] What's the story?

Oh, no, just something came up.

[Erica] Is everything
all right with you?

Yeah, yeah, just-

[Erica] No, it's just
'cause your ma rang here

looking for you.

Did she?

[Erica] She seems a
little bit freaked.

What's going on?

- I'm fine.
- Aine?

Nothing, honestly, it was
just one of those nights.

[Erica] Well, maybe you
should just ring her, just...

Tina says she can
come in anyway.

Yeah.

[Erica] Why don't yous just
take the day off, yeah?

Yeah, thanks, Erica, thanks.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

I was just due in work at


Oh, right.

[laughs] I don't
have to go in though.

- Good luck, low fat.
- See you later, full fat.

Very good.

So, uh, what you gonna do?

I dunno.

What are you doing?

- Whoo!
- [people chattering]

Can I share something with you?

Yeah.

My Camino, it's
all about Monica,

lying there in that
bed, tubes everywhere.

She whispers to me, "Bill,"

so I lean forward,

thinking these are
gonna be her last words,

and she says, "Bill, promise me.

Promise me,

you'll drag your sorry, fat
a*s across Spain next year."

- And look at me now.
- [Denise laughs]

[Karen] Guys, wait for me.

It's better having a
permanent siesta back there.

Call a manager, Karen.

Oh, waited two weeks
to make that joke.

- [gentle ambient music]
- [birds chirping]

[traffic rumbles]

[Aine] This is nice, actually.

[Lloyd] The bridge?

Not have anything
to do for today.

- Completely free.
- Yeah.

[traffic rumbles]

Do you know, I never even
asked you what it is you do.

[Aine] I'm a hairdresser.

Oh, lovely, shoulda guessed.

Why, do you think
I look like one?

Yeah.

No, just your hair is
very cool, that's all.

Not that that means...

My barber is bald,
so it doesn't.

[both laughing]

Anyway.

I know you already
told me what you do,

but I can't remember,
what was it?

I usually just say
I work in sales

and then people go, "Oh."

And then they keel
over with boredom?

Essentially, yeah.

[laughs] What do you sell?

Dreams. [laughs]

Do you really want
me to get into it?

Honestly, no. [laughs]

Good, most people find
it dreadfully boring.

To be fair, though,
I love me job.

I'm a team leader.

What's that mean?

It means I'm the
leader of a team.

[laughs] You don't
wanna be a singer, no?

- Hmm?
- A singer?

No, God no, no.

Karaoke, no, that's not
like singing, singing, no.

My mate, Baz, he
can really sing.

What about your
little award at home?

[Lloyd laughs]

Or was that like, uh, oh,
do you remember sports day,

when everyone gets a prize?

- No.
- [Aine laughs]

No, I can sing, it's
just, what's the joke?

I am to real singers, what
Count Duckula is to vampires.

[both laughing]

[mournful orchestral music]

[Karen] I'm gonna do
ayahuasca every year.

I just think it's like a reset.

Back me up here, Bill.

Tell Denise she should
totally come to Peru with me.

Oh, an ayahuasca retreat, huh?

I mean, oh, powerful stuff,

but like everything of
that nature, tread lightly.

You're full of surprises,
aren't you, Bill?

- Yeah.
- [Denise laughs]

Yeah, I had rad it would
help me deal with my grief,

but I guess I wasn't in
the right head space.

Well, maybe your
grief was too present.

Maybe it was too soon
after Monica's passing.

There is no pain so great

as the memory of joy
in present grief.

[Bill] All I know is we
go on, like this walk,

you know, one step
in front of another

with all its ups and downs

and aches and pains.

All we can try and do is
stay on the right path.

You know, I personally believe

that a life comes to an end
exactly when it's supposed to

and the lessons are learned.

Karen, just stop.

Have you ever lost
me one, Karen?

Well, two of my grandparents.

I'm sorry about that,

but that's, that's
very different

to what Bill is
experiencing, right?

Right?

I was just saying.

Don't, just don't, don't.

Your, your everything
happens for a reason sh*t

is good for a joke,

but this is, this is a man's
life we're talking about.

Really sh*t things
happen to people, Karen,

for no reason, none.

[mournful ambient music]

Are you okay, Denise?

f*cking [indistinct].

- Denise.
- No, don't.

[Karen] Denise.

[Bill] Let her go.

[mournful ambient
music continues]

[Aine] Ah, I often think about
packing in my job actually.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

- How come?
- Just everything, you know.

You reflect, don't you?

- Mm.
- Yeah.

I think I was 12 when I said
I wanted to be a hairdresser.

And then you hear your
mam saying to everyone,

"Oh, she's gonna
be a hairdresser,"

so of course you become one.

And, don't get me wrong,
like, I'm good at my job.

I haven't butchered some
young one's hair or anything,

but I just don't know if
this is what I wanna be doing

with the rest of
me life, you know?

- So,
- [jaunty orchestral music]

what is?

[pen scratching]

Nearly finished?

Nearly

Finished.

God, let's go for the gramme.

Don't Claire, they'll hack me.

Give over, your gorgeous.

Get in there, Sean.

Just go ahead.

Easier life, just
do as she says, bro.

Okay.

Smile, big smile, Harry.

[camera shutter clicks]

She's a teddy as
well, suits you.

He could do with
a little cousin.

Not here.

I'm just saying. [laughs]

Leave them alone, you two.

Are we gonna hear
this story or what?

- Harry?
- Absolutely.

[Aine laughs]

I'd always be writing
these little stories

for Sean's nephew, do you know?

That got me thinking.

Then the other week me ma
just dragged me outta bed

and she brought me into
the library with her.

In walks these 30 junior infants

in their little high-vis vests.

She goes, "Right,
you're reading to them."

I said, "What?"

She goes, "Yeah, Dave
is out sick, go on."

And, honestly, it was a buzz.

- Nailed it, did ya?
- Yeah.

Didn't get a distinction in
speech and drama for nothing.

Oh, let me just
get that for you.

No, but I was reading
this bloke's stories

and I was like,
do you know what,

my ideas are
actually, do you know?

But do you know
what you need to do?

You need to visualise
your first book cover.

Yeah, like a conceive, believe-

- Achieve.
- Achieve.

Yeah, exactly, and you, um,

you manifest it into reality.

Yeah, or I could just
write the bloody thing.

[laughs] Right, go on, sell.

What?

Let me hear one of your ideas.

- [seagulls squawking]
- No.

- Uh, Aine.
- Uh, Lloyd.

Let me hear the sales pitch.

Absolutely not.

Right.

Right, this isn't
f*cking Shakespeare now or anything right?

[Lloyd] Mm-hmm.

It's an outline
for a kid's book.

- Remember that.
- Mm-hmm.

It's not fleshed out, so I just-

Jesus, if this
was "Dragons' Den"

I'd be out like a shot.

Let's go.

Okay, so there's
this termite called-

Harry.

Called Harry who wants
to be a carpenter,

'cause that's his dream,

but he can't, obviously.

- Obviously.
- Obviously.

[laughs] Why not Harry?

Because he's a termite.

- And what do termites eat?
- Wood.

So, his ma and his da are,
basically, saying, like,

"The wood is free

and it's not for making
tiny insect furniture,"

but, basically, what
they're saying is, like,

"You're bringing
shame on the family."

Do you know?

And meself and Harry,

we haven't fully come
up at the ending yet,

but since his family keep
eating everything that he makes,

he comes up with
this bright idea.

Like a USP, if you will.

Yes, Liam, thank you.

So, he starts to make

these edible wooden plates
and forks and knives

and what else did we say?

[indistinct] picnics.

Yeah, yeah.

And you think that he should
become a superhero as well?

- And win the lotto.
- And win the lotto.

[everyone laughs]

And where's he
gonna go on holiday?

- Disneyland.
- Way hey.

[everyone laughs]

And they all lived
happily ever after.

- The end. [slaps]
- The end.

[everyone cheers and applauds]

I think that is
f*cking brilliant.

I can see the book.

No, sounds real stupid now
that I say it out loud.

No, it doesn't at all.

It does, I'm embarrassed.

Embarrassed?

Ah, no, Aine, listen.

Hey, do you know
the way they say

that this isn't a rehearsal?

Yeah.

Yeah, so if you wanna
be a children's writer,

there's no reason
why you can't be one.

I mean, life's too short,

which you know
better than anybody.

I believe in you
is all I'm saying.

And if you pack in
the hair dressing

and the scribbling
doesn't go well,

you can always come
and join my sales team.

Aine, promise me that you'll
write that one though.

- Aine?
- [mournful orchestral music]

Do you hear me?

[motorbike revs]

- [trunk clunks]
- [siren wails]

- Now, there's some.
- Jesus, are you sure, Paul?

Nah, when Aine mentioned it,

I thought lovely...

Aye, lazy man's load, Aine.

Sure, just sitting around
taking up space, you know.

Ah, this is great.

I can't really afford the gym
till I'm back working, so.

Good to be doing something.

When we get it all in, I'll
put the bench together for you.

Sure, I can do all that.

Don't want to be taking
up all your time, Paul.

Ah, nah, Sandra would
have me doing all sorts

if I was at home.

Listen, I just
wanted to say to you,

I went through a tough
time myself years ago.

It was the martial arts got
me back on track, you know.

- Da.
- Mm.

- Sorry if that's-
- No, not at all.

Aine, have a root in
the glove box there.

Little set of Allen keys.

Grab 'em for us, will you?

Really appreciate
all of this, Paul?

And,

I'm sorry

For what?

For letting all of you down.

Never apologise for
asking for help.

Do you hear me?

- [mournful music]
- I hear you.

Come on, no slacking.

All right, love.

Yeah, right.

Aine.

Oh, my God.

I might be a genius.

I just thought of a
brilliant title for...

[mournful music continues]

Sorry.

I know it must be really
difficult for you to...

Just trying to wrap
me head around it.

[motorbike revs]

You can see kids jumping
in from further down there.

When the tide is low,
you can see the bottom.

You never think of
the Liffey as a...

Where are you going?

Anywhere except
this f*cking river.

Stop, look,

I'm sure you did, you know,
everything you could to-

Do you know what he did
a week before he died?

Week before?

Yeah, he came to my job.

[Aine and Erica chattering]

[Aine screams]

[Erica and Sean laughing]

Sorry, yous all right?

No.

Hey, Sean.

How are you, Erica?

How are you, hon?

Are you doing okay?

Yeah.

Good.

What are you doing here?

Uh, I was just passing by.

Where are you going?

Uh, [laughs] I actually
came by to see you.

- For what?
- Well, do I need a reason?

No, but...

Well, I have one actually.

Uh, I got us something.

Iceland?

- A holiday, is it?
- Yeah.

Finally get to see the
northern lights, huh?

Check it off the list.

What list?

The f*cking list, Aine.

[people chattering]

Why?

Why?

What do you mean, why?

What's going on, Sean?

What's going on with you?

Nothing, forget it.

[Lloyd] I don't understand.

Is that not a good thing, no?

No, it wasn't the
booking of the holiday.

That he surprised you or...

Well, it's just that it
wasn't him, do you know?

Like, it's easy to say it now,

but I knew something was off,
just the way that he did it.

- Do you know what I mean?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Had a feeling in your gut?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah, it was just, like,
why would he plan that

and then a week later...

And then my reaction was...

- I'm sorry.
- You don't need to be sorry.

Just like I don't
need to be sorry.

He was a selfish prick
at the end of the day.

It's such a scary thing though.

He must have felt so alone.

Alone?

Are you for real?

He wasn't f*cking alone.

No, I know.

No, he had me and he had his ma

and he had people helping him.

No, I expect that.

The weights that my da gave him,

he used them in his f*cking bag
so we wouldn't come back up.

Can you imagine that?

My da's in f*cking
bits over that.

I loved him, I
f*cking loved him.

[seagulls squawking]

[mournful music]

[plates clattering]

[oven whirs]

[phone rings]

[Denise] Hi, this
Denise's voicemail.

Leave me a message
and I'll call you.

- [wine trickles]
- [mournful music continues]

[curtains swishing]

[footsteps clomping]

[suspenseful music]

[traffic rumbles]

[phone rings]

[Denise] Hi, this is
Denise's voicemail.

Leave me a message
and I'll call you.

[phone rings]

- Yeah, Lloyd?
- Where are you?

[Denise] I'm on my way.

I'm in, I'm in a taxi.

I can see you, Denise.

I'll be there in
two minutes, okay?

[car revs]

[door slams]

[footsteps clomping]

- Who is he?
- I don't know him.

It certainly looked like
yous knew each other, Dee.

No, I was, I crashed into him

and I wasn't watching
where I was going

and we just started talking.

Right, how lovely.

Because this, me and you
talking, that can wait, can it?

But I'm here now.

Look, I made us, I...

I'm sorry, it's just,
his name is Sean

and he looked like
he'd been crying

and I just talking
to him scared me.

What's, what's that
supposed to mean?

Maybe I should
have, I don't know.

I just hope he's okay.

Look, you can't
be the counsellor

for every sad sack
in Dublin, Denise.

He was in pain and-

Oh, he's in pain, I'm-

- And he-
- In pain.

- He-
- No, no.

Look, I don't care about
what's wrong with him, Denise.

Okay?

f*ck that guy!

I'm gonna go

because I can't talk to
you when you're like this.

No, you can't go because we
need to sort this out, okay?

I'm here longer
than I said I'd be

and I just wanna know
when I can come home

because I want to
come home, Denise.

I need more time.

Time, time, yeah,
and space, of course.

Let's not forget about that.

But it's all right,

'cause you got all your talking
done with some randomer.

It's just what I need.

I'm sorry.

Dee.

Do you still love me though?

Sure.

[door slams]

[people chattering]

Look, I'm sure that he
loved you too, very much.

What would you know?

Yeah, you're right, I'm sorry.

Do you know how many people

have been saying that to me?

I'm getting so
sick of hearing it.

Right.

Aine, I just went
out for a walk, okay?

I was ringing you.

Yeah, but what, this
is my life now, is it?

You don't hear me within an hour

and it's my photo on the
side of milk cartons?

No, just send a text.

Let us know where you
are and that you're okay.

I was listening to
music and my phone died.

Well, next time just bring
that portable charger thing

I got you.

Yeah, fair enough.

And I would have, if you'd
ever let me wear my fanny pack.

[laughs] Yeah, 'cause
you look like a gimp.

with that thing on.

Stop trying to make me laugh.

I'm not.

Calling it fanny pack.

It's a bum bag.

And you can wear it as
long as it's across-

I can wear it as long
as it's across my body.

Yeah, I know.

Never gonna happen.

That's how people wear it.

Yeah, people who are 16

and deliver drugs on
electric scooters.

[Aine laughs]

Yeah, but you're not me da

rocking a giant
bum bag on holiday,

keeping people's passports
and money safe, either.

[both laughing]

Haven't heard you laugh
like that in ages.

What's going on isn't funny.

Nah.

It's what it is though.

[motorbike revs]

[feet thudding]

Look, uh, I'm sorry
about springing

the northern lights trip on you
like that in front of Erica.

No, it wasn't that.

[Sean] Whatever it was.

I'm reading this thing
on, uh, toxic positivity.

Just say so if you wanna
have a little read of it.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah, send it to me.

Not that I'm saying... [laughs]

[laughs] I know.

Feeling a bit stupid, giving
you your other prezzie now.

Oh God, what is it?

Giz a twirl.

[Aine laughs]

A Twirl for a twirl.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Right then, I'd
better get going.

I don't want Pauline
putting out the amber alert.

Goodnight, Sean.

I love you, Aine Casey.

[footsteps clomping]

They's all just being nice,
saying the right things.

[Lloyd] It's not just that.

Lloyd, if Sean really loved me,

he wouldn't have f*cking jumped.

[Lloyd] Where are you going now?

I'm going to get pissed.

Okay, do you think
that's a good idea?

I think it's a
f*cking great idea.

Are you coming?

[mournful music]

[door clunks]

Aine, love?

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[mournful music]

Lloyd?

[traffic rumbles]

[mournful music]

You okay, mate?

Mate, you're all right, yeah?

[horn beeps]

[footsteps clomping]

[water splashes]

[passersby screaming
and shouting]

[ominous orchestral music]

[mournful piano music]

No. [cries]

Oh, God, no. [sobs]

Oh, God.

[Aine sobbing]

I'm so sorry.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah, I know, I know.

I, I passed by
him, I didn't, uh-

[Denise] You didn't
say anything to him?

- No, I did.
- What did you say?

Lloyd?

No, I'm, I'm not sure
that he heard me.

[Denise] Lloyd.

Why?

What was I supposed to do, Dee?

[Denise] I don't
know, just something.

L- like what?

I didn't know he
was gonna jump in.

[Denise] Can you just
come over please?

[mournful piano music continues]

Lloyd?

Lloyd?

[seagulls squawking]

Do you know, I think it's
better if I just go home.

Really?

- Yeah.
- [traffic rumbles]

All right, thanks
for letting me stay.

- [seagulls squawking]
- [people chattering]

[wings fluttering]

[upbeat rock music]

♪ Are we running ♪

♪ I can feel that you
just won't let go ♪

♪ Or are we fighting ♪

♪ Are we holding onto
what we've lost ♪

♪ I can't feel the
love that I've known ♪

♪ I guess it's hard to cope
that we are getting old ♪

♪ So, maybe we just
need to start again ♪

♪ We can run in the rough ♪

♪ Live the life
that we want to ♪

♪ Yeah, uh, settle
down in the jungle ♪

♪ 'Cause the world's
out to get you ♪

♪ 'Cause I know ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ And I know ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ Can you see the way ♪

♪ Do you feel it too ♪

♪ All you life ♪