Yeah, that's right. Me and Lucy are back together.
Well, don't look so surprised.
I know a while back she got fed up with being a footballer's wife,
fancied herself as a doctor's wife instead.
Turns out the doctor was the one who needed his head looking at.
Lucy had a lucky escape.
Mummy.
(COUGHING)
Can't say the same for Arrowsmith.
I decided to forgive her. She's a good girl, really.
Kept quiet about my little accident.
We decided to blame it all on Arrowsmith.
Well, what's he gonna do about it?
After all that, Lucy and I were looking forward to a fresh start.
That was until my past came back to haunt me.
JOLY: That's him. He's the one who owes you two.
Our wedding certificate.
'Cause I don't remember getting a divorce, do you?
So, yeah, I got one wife too many at the moment.
Talk about high maintenance.
But I'm gonna get it sorted. I got a plan.
After all, life is a game of skill.
And you know me. I play to win.
Hi, it's Amber. Just calling to welcome you home. I've missed you so much.
But I'll look forward to seeing you at Conrad's memorial. Bye.
I still don't know how I'm gonna support her through the ceremony.
- I can barely look her in the eye. - Listen,
Amber, the police, everyone, they all think Arrowsmith's guilty.
No one's gonna think we had anything to do with it.
- "We"? I didn't shoot Conrad. - You lied to the police.
And the only reason I had a gun on me in the first place
is because you ran off with that flaming psycho.
We both made mistakes.
But what happened to Conrad, it was an accident. And we're sorry, right?
But we can't do anything about it now. So get a grip, yeah?
You're right.
There's only one thing I couldn't handle, Luce, and that's losing you again.
Bruno, what are you doing?
Lucy, will you marry me?
We're already married, you nutter.
I know. I mean renew our vows as soon as we can.
I know I've asked you before and it wasn't the right time,
but now we've sorted things out between us,
I wanna say those vows again, and this time I swear I'll mean every word.
So, what do you say?
Yes.
This ring, it was... It was Conrad's final gift to me.
I had his ashes carbonised, so he's as beautiful in death as he was in life.
This and Phoenix... It's all I have left.
Conrad's spirit is not at rest, I can feel it.
He wasn't ready to die.
- Maybe he wants to understand why it happened. - THERAPIST: Maybe you want that.
Well, of course I do.
I mean, haven't you heard a word I've said?
What I'm hearing is that you can't seem to accept
that sometimes events happen over which we have no control.
- Why do you think that is? - Because it's not fair.
Jesus, I thought I was the one with the mental problems.
Mrs Gates, your husband went to confront Dr Arrowsmith,
a deeply disturbed man, who shot him. He may...
Yeah, but did he? Shoot Conrad?
- I mean, they never found the gun, did they? - No, but Conrad is dead.
- The string of events seems quite straightforward. - Not to me, they don't.
I need to know exactly what happened on that day.
I believe you came here looking for closure, Mrs Gates,
and I'm trying to help you find it.
I do need closure.
From you.
- That's it. - Well, that's the decree absolute.
You and Miss Salter are now officially divorced.
And Joly, Miss Salter, she signed a confidentiality agreement and all?
Well, your offer of the Kensington apartment made her most agreeable.
Good.
- Lucy mustn't know anything about this. - Oh, come on now, Bruno.
How long have I worked for you?
You know you've always been able to rely on my discretion.
- Yeah, well, I'm paying enough for it. - Yes.
So, once Lucy and I are married again, everything will be the way it should be.
There's the number of the chap I was telling you about.
- The registrar? - He'll write a few vows. It'll come at a cost,
but he'll word it so it's legal and Lucy won't suspect a thing.
- And we can trust him? - He owes me a few favours.
Remind me to send you some wedding cake.
Time to go.
- Tremaine, my brother. - Man.
Cheryl, why you choosing vanilla,
when you can have chocolate chip?
MAN: There he is, boys.
(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)
(REPORTERS CLAMOURING)
Thank you for coming.
There'll be a press conference tomorrow. You can have all the words you like then, yeah?
- Are you going to see your girlfriend, Gidigbi? - No comment.
Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes?
- Miss me? - Earls Park, mate.
And take the scenic route, yeah?
As the new Chairman of Earls Park,
I'd like to welcome you to the new Conrad Gates Stand.
We felt that it was important that Conrad's place in history was marked.
I believe Amber would like to say a few words.
Seeing so many of you here today,
not just Conrad's friends,
but people he considered family,
it gives me strength.
- I'm very pleased Earls Park have seen fit... - Are you okay?
... to honour Conrad's memory.
Perhaps I could ask
one of Conrad's team-mates,
also his best friend, Bruno Milligan, to...
to reopen the stand.
Thanks, Bruno.
I know it's what Conrad would have wanted.
Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention for a moment.
Sparks is very pleased to introduce our new midfielder,
Tremaine Gidigbi.
- Good to have you on board, son. - Thank you, boss.
I don't want to hijack proceedings. This is Conrad's day.
My only regret about joining Sparks is that I couldn't come any sooner,
get to work with the great man himself.
So, I'd like to raise a toast to Conrad Gates, a true legend.
If I can be half as good for the team, I'll be a happy man.
- To Conrad. - ALL: To Conrad.
Conrad.
Christ, he's so full of shit, he could fertilise the pitch with it.
Hey, Shannon.
- How you doing? - Fine.
- At least I was. - I'm just trying to be mates.
Look, I know it must be tough for you,
being on your own since Harley pissed off to Madrid.
It's your fault I'm on me own.
If you hadn't done what you did, Harley would never have met Katie.
I know that. And I feel really shit about it, Shan.
Look, maybe we should talk about it. I could take you out for a drink or something.
- I don't think so. - Why not?
A, because you'll probably get me bladdered and then try and rape me.
As if! You're made of flaming plastic, you are!
Maybe Harley buggered off 'cause he got fed up of shagging a lilo!
Ever think of that?
Amber, you can't keep torturing yourself.
That's what I was telling her. It won't bring him back, will it?
Lucy, please.
You and Bruno were the only other people involved.
I just want to try and understand why Conrad insisted on confronting that nutter alone.
I mean, he must have known it could be dangerous.
What was he playing at?
He could see I was upset.
He thought he could handle things better by himself.
He was a mate, Amber.
Best.
- Honestly, if I could turn back the clock, I'd... - Hey.
You know how terrible Bruno feels, Amber. We both do.
Be fair.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
It's just really hard to accept that he's gone, you know?
Welcome home, honey.
You know, all of those months sharing a shower with 20 other sweaty bastards,
the whole time I was dreaming about getting wet with you.
- Tre... - Mm-hm?
Can we at least have a drink first? We've got a lot to catch up on.
Well, that's my whole point, baby doll. We got six months' worth.
- Who the shit are you? - This is Urszula, my PA.
I thought I told you about her.
Nice to meet you in the flesh, as you say.
Is there anything else I could do for you this evening?
Yeah, there is! Go home. I'd like to be alone with my lady.
- What's the problem? - This is her home, darling.
She lives in. You don't mind, do you?
I must warn you that some clients find this treatment quite traumatic.
Whatever it takes. This is something I have to do.
Okay, then.
Lie back
and relax.
Close your eyes.
Jesus. Why'd she have to keep going on about it?
She's still grieving, isn't she? I'd be the same if it'd been you.
Yeah, well, that ain't gonna happen. I'm not going anywhere.
- I booked the registry office. - Registry office?
Yeah, well, I thought you'd be pleased.
Well, it's just... I wanted to do things right this time.
Eh? What do you mean?
You know, a beautiful church, flowers, a jolly old vicar.
- Vicar? - Come on, babes.
Look, we didn't want the hassle of a big white wedding before,
but now we can do it right.
It's what I've always dreamed of.
Nah, Luce...
I mean, think about it. We'd never get a church at this late notice.
And, well...
- I don't wanna wait. - At least let's try.
This ceremony means a lot to me, Bruno.
We've been through so much and come out the other side.
I want to do it properly.
Start the future with a clean slate, yeah? Under the eyes of God.
Otherwise, to be honest, I'd rather not bother.
Take your mind back.
Travel back in time to the days before your husband died.
Are you there yet?
- Yes. - What's happening?
AMBER: Lucy's going.
- She wants to be with Giles. - And what else?
AMBER: Giles...
Dr Arrowsmith is on leave indefinitely. He hasn't actually worked here for over a year.
He's not what she thinks.
We have to help.
What happens next?
I'm talking to Conrad on the phone.
Conrad, just be careful, you know what Bruno's...
"You know what he's like when he's angry."
- Conrad's here. - What's he saying?
"The state he's in he could do something seriously stupid."
Who? Who are you talking about?
(SCREAMING)
Amber, come back into the room!
- No! - Can you hear me?
- No! - Amber, come back into the room.
- No, no! - Amber!
- Why didn't you wake me? - I thought you'd like a lie-in.
I'm sorry, Mr Gidigbi. I'll move these things away.
Yeah, I'd appreciate it. It's our, you know, personal time.
Thank you.
What is your issue, hm? I get more done with her under the same roof.
And if you wanna know, she kept me company while you were away, okay?
So I can't just kick her out now.
Why not? There's plenty other places she can stay!
Because I don't want to. And I shouldn't have to.
Look, I don't want to get into a scrap, babe, but I have my life, too.
Me and Urszula got into a routine while you were inside.
And there's plenty of room here, so I don't see the problem.
Unless you're saying that my career isn't important.
Of course not.
Look, I know how hard you work.
I just missed you.
Come here.
- Look at it this way, hm? - Mm-hm.
The more time Urszula saves me,
the more I get to spend with you.
You know it.
So, that's the tower covered and a sponsorship for the summer fete.
We got a deal, then?
You know, I've always rather fancied a conservatory for the vicarage,
but of course on my salary...
Whatever happened to "blessed are the meek"?
Just make sure I get my money's worth, yeah?
God bless you, Mr Milligan.
Oh, and don't forget the vow of silence, eh, mate?
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming.
I'm sorry it's a bit squashed at the back there,
but, well, the fact that so many of you have turned up,
that tells me that the press
is just as excited about our new signing as we are.
So, any questions?
REPORTERS: Tremaine!
Would you like to take this opportunity to apologise to your victim?
What victim?
I was defending my race, my people.
I'm not gonna apologise for that.
My only regret is that a blind eye was turned to unprovoked racism once again.
But it wasn't unprovoked, was it?
Your girlfriend had an argument with a parking attendant.
Look, they called her a black bitch, man. And I get it out there every day on the field.
Does that justify resorting to violence?
Tremaine has served his sentence
and accepted his punishment like a man.
We really feel we should move on from here.
This is about football now, so please keep your questions on the matter at hand,
otherwise we'll have to draw this session to a close.
REPORTERS: Tremaine!
You've been quoted as calling Bruno Milligan "a bed-wetter in sheep's clothing".
Jesus.
How do you feel now you're playing under his captaincy?
Yeah, well... That was taken out of context.
REPORTERS: Tremaine!
Oi, Malcolm X, wind it up, will you? And I want a word with you in my office.
REPORTERS: Tremaine!
I mean, you should have seen him. I thought that vein in his head was gonna pop.
Giving the order, "Kiss my ass. Kiss the FA's ass. Kiss Milligan's ass.
"And forget anything you actually believe in."
I used to be captain of United, man.
- Give it a minute, you'll be captain of Sparks. - Nah.
You see, they've got a point to prove. I'm trouble, and I've got to pay my dues.
Be eternally grateful for another chance after being a naughty boy.
Don't let them limp dicks drag you down.
Everyone knows you're an example. Hm?
- Someone to look up to. - Black and proud, right?
But you point that out and they put a gag on.
They don't wanna hear it. They're frightened of it.
Look, until a black man starts running the show,
it's gonna be a white man's game in a white man's world, I'm telling you.
Yes?
Changed my mind, I don't want a salad anymore.
I'm sorry, ma'am. Can we get you anything else?
- Just get me some fruit in its own juice, okay? - Chill, babe, chill.
Look, I just got out, yeah?
I'm not doing another stretch because of some shitting salad.
I'm not asking you to.
- God, Tre, I never asked you to in the first place. - Yo! Yo, it's a joke.
All right, look. Let's just enjoy our lunch, yeah?
And then I wanna go out and buy some new threads.
I'm six months out of date, man. Not cool.
Hey, if we're gonna go shopping,
how about getting a present for the mighty skipper, yeah?
- What? - Roger Webb told you to be nice, didn't he?
And I know just the place.
- What are you doing here? - I bought you these.
Look, I'm really sorry for what I said to you yesterday.
I was out of order.
I never meant to upset you.
I'll just leave these here.
Wait.
Look, you've come all this way,
you might as well come in for a cuppa, yeah?
Come on.
- Looks like you girls have been busy. - Yep.
The theme is all sorted.
We are going with Pride and Prejudice like the wedding planner suggested.
And Amber has agreed to be our matron of honour.
Well, maid of honour, since I don't have a husband anymore.
- All the same, we appreciate it. Don't we, Bruno? - 'Course.
I only wish Conrad was around to be my best man and all.
Yeah.
Has that painting always been there?
It used to be in the bedroom, but Bruno thought it'd look better there.
- Catches the light more. - Yeah, I thought there was something different.
Yeah, well, that's what it is.
Oh, I know what it is.
Bruno's gun rack used to be there, didn't it?
- Yeah, but I got rid of it. - Sold it, actually.
Well, after what happened, we didn't want them in the house.
I know I only keep them for sport but still, didn't seem right.
Well, I think you made the right decision.
And I really appreciate your gesture. Thanks.
I'm sorry.
I mean, you were right to have a go.
If I hadn't got drunk that night in Spain, hadn't been so stupid...
I can't keep blaming you, or Katie, for that matter.
I was the one who pushed him away.
So obsessed with looking good, I couldn't see what was staring me in the face.
I don't know what to do with meself now.
I'm no good at being single.
Well, me neither. Not anymore.
Ever since what happened with Katie, I can't...
Well, I've not been with anyone.
Not properly.
Right pair of saddos, aren't we?
Meanwhile, bet they're having the time of their lives in Madrid.
No, I don't know.
I wouldn't fancy it, me. I like greasy food 24/7.
I bet Harley's never off the bog.
Yeah.
And all that sun.
Katie'll probably look like a leather handbag in a couple of years.
Serve her right.
Hey, you're better off out of it. Seriously.
Yeah. Maybe you're right.
Are you there, darling?
Yes.
Yes, I can feel you.
I know.
I know, sweetheart, you're in torment. You can't rest and neither can I.
Not until I find the truth.
And I will, Conrad.
I promise.
For Christ's sake, stop pissing me about. I'm supposed to be getting married in a few hours.
Yeah, well, it ain't my fault you weren't available, was it?
Look, I can't talk right now.
Jesus. Yeah, all right. Whatever.
- Who was on the phone? - Someone from the hotel.
Just checking a few details.
- What the shit is that? - A present from Tremaine and Liberty.
It's an African fertility god, apparently.
What's he got one of them for?
Well, it says here, "It's a traditional gift to give to couples."
- Bollocks. He's trying to wind me up. - Well, maybe we can shove it in the pool room.
- I know exactly where I'd like to shove it. - Come on, don't let it get to you.
It's our special day, remember? And I want us to enjoy every minute.
Now, go. Get your things and get off to the hotel.
I don't want you seeing my dress.
We've had enough bad luck already to last us a lifetime.
(MOBILE BEEPING)
Bruno.
(DOOR SHUTTING)
Right. I'm off.
Oh, my mobile. Cheers.
So, where's the blushing bride?
I will see you at the church. Can't wait.
Happiest day of our lives, yeah?
See you.
Oh, Luce.
You're gonna look absolutely fabulous in this.
It's funny how things turn out, isn't it?
I mean, here you are renewing your vows, when just a few months ago you were...
I don't know. You were frightened of him.
(SOBBING)
Can you give us a moment?
Mummy.
Oh, it's okay, Angelica.
Mummy's just a little bit overexcited, that's all.
Why don't you go and play with your dollies, eh?
Lucy?
It's Bruno. The shit! Amber, I think he's having an affair.
What? With who?
- That bitch, Joly Salter. - Who?
Joly, the mother of his kids.
I found a text from her on his mobile phone saying she'll see him at the hotel.
On our bloody wedding day.
Yeah, but why would he wanna renew your vows if he's seeing someone else, eh?
To keep up appearances.
To uphold his image as the perfect family man.
Or maybe he's punishing me for Giles.
It's not as if you really did go off with Giles, is it?
Yeah, no, I know. You're right.
But you know what? I can't go through with this ceremony.
Not until I know what's what.
Look, you just take care of Angelica for me, yeah?
Just until I get back, okay?
Sure.
Angelica?
- Would you like to play a game? - Yeah.
Good. How about Hide and Seek? It's my favourite.
Okay. You hide and I'll seek.
One,
two,
three,
four...
Angelica?
I'm coming to get you.
I think I know where you are.
Thanks, love. Now, listen, are you all right to move that?
Yeah, no problem.
Angelica?
Angelica, where are you?
Angelica, I'm coming to get you.
Clever girl, aren't you?
Angelica, where are you?
Angelica, I can't find you. Where are you?
Auntie Amber, I'm bored hiding.
I'm coming, sweetheart, hang on.
You're a ball-breaker and a half, you know that?
All to make sure I get what I'm owed before you swan off into the sunset.
- I said I'd buy you an apartment, didn't I? - Yeah, but your word don't mean shit, does it?
Your darling Lucy might believe everything you say,
but I know you better than that, don't I?
Yeah, well, sweet of you to leave it till today to kick up a stink.
I've been on holiday.
Anyway, the whole world doesn't revolve around your schedule, does it?
Are we done yet? 'Cause I got a bloody church to get to.
All right, you wait here. There might be paparazzi outside.
Only photos I want in the papers tomorrow are wedding pictures.
- Congratulations, sir. - Thanks.
- Good luck for the future. - Cheers.
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised he's screwing around.
But I am surprised he's slumming it with you.
I know you've been at it.
- I just wanna hear you admit it. - You don't know shit.
Meeting up with my husband behind my back? I'm not stupid.
You wanna know what's what, you should ask Bruno.
I'm asking you! You're not going till you admit it!
You are a lying, cheating bitch.
- Just get your hands off me. - Say it!
Or I swear I will go to the papers,
and I will tell them all what a marriage-wrecking slut Joly Salter really is.
You ain't got a marriage to wreck, darling.
No, thanks to you and your sordid little affair.
We haven't been having an affair. We've been getting a divorce.
She's less than half his age. Yuck, what a sleaze.
I reckon he's paid through the nose for the pleasure.
This is a wedding, not a bloody Halloween party.
Just trying to look the part. 18th century, right?
Yeah, so why are you dressed like some bloody pikey?
Well, if you bothered to actually read the book,
you would've realised that the only black people around when Jane Austen was writing were slaves.
So, this ain't about pride for us, it's about prejudice.
Very good.
- Where is she? - Don't know, mate.
- Well? - She's here.
That's great there. Perfect. Lovely. Nice and tight together.
That's lovely. Great.
Good. Keep smiling. That's great.
That's good.
(BRIDAL MARCH PLAYING)
Luce?
That's for being a bastard!
And that's for being a liar!
And that's for being a bigamist!
I know you all came here today to see my husband and I renew our wedding vows,
but as it turns out, he's not my husband and he never was.
Our marriage doesn't mean anything
because he only got divorced from his first wife last week!
Look, I've already cashed the cheque. I'm afraid a refund's out of the question.
Piss off, will you!
Lucy! Lucy, wait!
Get your hands off me, or I will have you for assault.
Lucy, please, just listen!
There is nothing you could possibly say that will make this all right.
Look, I don't care what it says on some shitting piece of paper.
You're my wife. I need you.
A bloody lobotomy, that's what you need.
Look, I know I've done wrong, but it's you I love.
Well, that's tough, because I hate you.
Lucy!
The last nine years of my life have been a lie, thanks to him.
He can tell me he is sorry every day until he drops dead,
and it won't make up for it.
He's pure evil.
Well, he's not all bad.
I mean, he can be very sensitive.
Why are you sticking up for him?
Well, it's just his grief over Conrad's death. It really touched me.
It's all an act!
He's been lying to you, me, everyone.
Lying? To me? About what?
I just... I just mean he's a fake, isn't he?
He likes everyone to think he is so perfect
and underneath he is anything but.
I'm just glad I've seen him for what he is.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Lucy?
From Lucy.
Says she'll send the rest of your things on.
- And? Did she say anything else? - Well, nothing I can repeat, unfortunately.
I've made such a shitting mess of everything.
All I ever wanted was for her to be happy.
- That's what I told her. - You did?
But she won't listen.
I didn't tell her about Joly 'cause I didn't wanna hurt her.
It was all bloody years ago.
Shh.
- It's okay. - Don't.
- I don't deserve it. - And why is that?
'Cause I'm a walking disaster zone.
Everything I touch turns to shit!
Shh. It's okay. Don't be silly.
Bruno, come on. Okay? Shh.
Bruno.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Come on, now.
I'm not gonna leave you here in this state so that you can drink yourself into oblivion.
- I've got nowhere else to go. - Well, you can stay at mine for the time being.
You were Conrad's best friend.
He'd want me to look after you.
He's upstairs, Conrad. He's asleep.
Help me. Guide me.
Yes. Yes, I need to get closer.
Okay.
Make me strong, Conrad. Please make me strong.
I won't let you down.
Lucy.
No, it's Amber.
Maybe we can comfort each other.
(CHUCKLING) "Love Rat Milligan's Wedding Hell."
Look at his face, man.
(ALL HUMMING HERE COMES THE BRIDE)
All right, all right, quiet it down.
If only you showed that amount of interest out on the pitch.
The only reason I pulled you in here this afternoon
is 'cause you've all lost your focus since this bloody fiasco.
Milligan.
Next time I see your name in print, it better be something good.
You know, "Milligan Gets A Hat Trick For Sparks." Something like that, yeah?
- Come on, boss, give us a break, yeah? - Give you a break?
Listen, mate, you'd be banged up on bigamy charges if this club hadn't bailed you out.
So I want you to get your mind off this and concentrate on your game!
A bit shit, mate.
Like you've never lied to a bird.
Oh, yeah. Never got caught, though.
Hey. Don't suppose you'll be sticking them in the wedding album, eh?
I don't think it's funny.
You have some serious issues with women, Bruno.
You wanna get it sorted,
or you're gonna end up playing with yourself for the rest of your life.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Yeah? You'd be surprised.
Afternoon, ladies.
- Hello. - Hi.
Right, girls, what should we drink to?
Good riddance to bad rubbish?
God, you're so strong. I was a wreck for weeks after Harley did the dirty.
Hey, now we're both single girls again, I think we should go on the pull together.
I don't think so. That bastard's put me off for life.
Well, he's suffering too.
I mean, if you could only see him. It's so pathetic.
- I almost feel sorry for him. - Well, don't.
No, he's brought all this on himself.
How could you even have him in the house after what he's done to Lucy?
It's just I feel some sort of loyalty, misguided maybe,
but if Conrad was here, he'd want to help.
And as his ambassador on Earth, I feel that I should, too.
I'm doing this for Lucy as well.
- Maybe I can help the two of you sort things out. - Thanks, but no thanks.
Look, I know you're still mad but...
Actually, throwing him out was the sanest thing I ever did.
So don't feel you have to run around after him for my sake.
I wouldn't want you to waste your time.
The shoot was late starting, I'm afraid. We may be a while here.
I'm cool.
Must have been hard for her, all that, without me around.
Comes with the territory. She copes.
She must have got lonely, though. I mean,
plenty of other women, you know, might have cracked.
(CHUCKLING)
You're worried she might have strayed? Don't.
You're the only man for her.
It's Liberty who should worry.
Man like you, you could be a model yourself
with those athlete's muscles.
There are plenty of women who would be very happy to step into her shoes, I assure you.
And if there's anything I can do for you, as well as Liberty,
I'll be more than happy to help.
Yeah. Thanks.
Thanks, baby.
I can't believe you were into me all that time and I never knew.
If I'd have known how you felt, I'd have dropped that leech years ago.
You know, you don't have to let her bleed you dry.
She's the mother of my kid.
Well, of course you don't want to see her go without, but...
well, I'd hate to see her take advantage of your generous nature.
After all that's gone off, she's got me over a barrel.
Look. Look at me.
I know you feel guilty, but you made one mistake.
I mean, what about everything you've done for her over the years?
The house. That was all down to your hard work, your talent.
All I'm saying is don't let your guilt,
your good nature, cloud your judgement, eh?
I put my heart and soul into that house.
- Down to every last flaming light bulb. - And I'd hate to see you lose it.
Course, we'd have to see what happens with the terms of the settlement but...
well, if you were back in residence by then,
- it'd be a lot harder for them to throw you out. - You reckon?
They do say possession is nine-tenths of the law.
Okay, that's it. You got what you need. That's a wrap.
Bloody amateur.
- Relax, relax, how can I? - Come on, babe. Be cool.
I feel like a frigging animal in the zoo.
Well, don't bite the hand that feeds you, yeah?
I'm telling you, it's the last time I work with that wanker.
Thanks, darling.
Why don't you pack it in for today, huh? I can take over from here.
But we still have the Paris schedule to go over.
I can do that at home, Liberty. You try and enjoy yourselves.
- I'm glad to see you two are getting on, anyway. - Yeah, she's all right.
Look, I'm not being funny in this, but I think she was trying to come on to me.
Don't be ridiculous. She's friendly, that's all.
Polish, you know. None of that stupid British reserve.
Of course, yeah.
So you know I would never do that, right?
I know that. And nor would she.
So don't sweat it. I trust you both.
Bruno.
Now, you fill it with your stuff.
- What the hell are you doing? - Taking back what's mine.
- You're not moving back in. - Oh, too right I am. And you can piss off.
You'll get your dues, but you ain't having my house.
What about Angelica?
Don't tell me you are happy to see her out on the streets.
Don't cry poor to me.
You've been milking my credit card since the day we met.
Angelica can stay here. And you can get a flat or a hotel, I don't give a shit.
Just as long as you get your sponging ass off my property.
If you think I would leave my daughter with a bastard like you,
you're even stupider than you look.
Unless you want me to go back to the police and pursue bigamy charges?
Amber.
She's moving in.
With me.
You? And him?
It just happened, Luce. We couldn't fight it.
I'm sorry.
Look, it's nothing personal against you, okay?
And you did say you didn't want him back, remember?
You're off your tits.
Both of you.
I made up the biggest suite for you and Angelica.
Thanks, Shannon.
We'll be out of your hair as soon as I get something else sorted.
What will you do?
Find an apartment, the biggest one Bruno's money can buy.
Well, there's no rush.
I mean, I'm fed up of rotting round here on me own, anyway.
It'll be fun won't it, eh? All girls together.
Thanks. At least I've still got some friends I can rely on.
- What does that bitch think she's playing at? - God knows. It doesn't make any sense.
Amber's never liked Bruno.
She's been telling me to leave him for as long as I can remember.
Yeah? Maybe that's 'cause she's had her eye on him all along.
- Do you think it was all a show? - Well, she's an actress, isn't she?
Maybe she's better at it than we thought, eh?
I wasn't expecting to see you.
I thought I'd check out on Fry's form.
You know, see if he's still all over the gaff. And guess what?
Yeah, well, I'm giving him some guns, he'll get it together.
Well, like I said, there's the kid that the talent scout put me onto. Could be the new Rooney.
Now, someone's gonna snap him up if we don't.
Look, I admit, Fry's not exactly delivering the goods at the moment...
Well, he'd better, and soon.
So, you get this sorted, or I will.
You don't mind me bringing that over, do you?
- It's a great place for meditation. - Of course not.
Good. It's just I really need somewhere to relax.
Especially after all the negative vibes Lucy's been dishing out.
I want you to make yourself at home.
You understand how much this place means to me,
gave me the push I needed to come back.
- I want us to be happy here. - Then we want the same thing.
Why don't you go and crack open a bottle while I sort the rest of my stuff out?
Okay.
- How's Lucy doing? - Fair enough, I suppose.
I asked her to come with us, but she wasn't keen.
- I mean, you can't blame her. - No.
(FANS CLAMOURING)
MAN: You are absolutely gorgeous, do you know that?
Oh, that is lovely.
- Liberty, Liberty! - Liberty.
Oh, my God. Liberty, I'm a big fan.
- What has she got that I haven't? - Liberty, Liberty, what about a picture, eh?
Apart from a flat chest.
COMMENTATOR ON TV: Manager Roger Webb
will be delighted by how his players have started the season.
And the home team are now two-nil up thanks to Milligan and Gidigbi.
But the Reds appear to be making a comeback.
It's Asher now. He gets past Bryer.
Oh, but here comes Fry for Sparks, and, oh!
Fry was just a bit too keen. That was a really nasty-looking challenge.
Oh, he's protesting, but the ref's having none of it.
Yes, it's a red. He's off.
What was Fry thinking of? Roger Webb can't believe it.
Sparks have now gotta get through this game with ten men.
Jarvis, yeah. Yeah, it's me.
I've got a little job for you, if you're interested.
You give that fellow of yours a big thank you from me.
Roger will be made up, especially after that second goal.
Makes my life a whole lot easier.
Well, I think this calls for a celebration, so how about some more champagne, girls?
No, thanks.
I don't think I could stomach it.
And what's that supposed to mean?
You make me sick.
After what you did to Lucy,
I don't know how you could show your face in here, either of them.
- Leave it, Shannon. - No. Someone needs to tell her.
Bruno and I have done nothing wrong.
He and Lucy had already split up.
- That's hardly the point. - Yeah. Bruno's ruined Lucy's life,
and now you are sleazing round him like he's God's gift.
Well, I'm so sorry you feel that way.
But I'm really not interested in the opinions of a blow-up doll!
I bet Conrad is spinning in his grave.
He was cremated, you moron.
And leave Conrad out of this.
It's a good job he died before he found out what a dirty old slapper you really are.
GARRY: Here they come. I'm gonna have a chat. Excuse me.
Not bad for a first outing.
Yeah, well, it was a team effort.
Just goes to show what we can do when we work together, eh?
Well done, lads. Here, go and have one. Go on.
Yeah, listen, boss. I'm sorry.
That tackle, I thought I timed it right.
Don't worry about it.
- I'll make it up to you next time. Serious. - I don't doubt it.
And there was me thinking you'd have his balls for earrings.
You promised me that we'd get our money's worth out of him.
I'm sure we will.
SHANNON: Slut!
Bitch!
For God's sake, stop it.
Bitch!
Get off me!
I'll rip your tits out! Scowling bitch!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Are you all right?
She's ruined me bleeding Versace.
You got a problem with me and Amber, you talk to me about it first.
Yeah? Well, I won't waste me breath.
- I'm warning you, you watch your mouth... - Hey, listen, she was just sticking up for Lucy!
She knows what it's like to have your mate stab you in the back.
Grown some balls now, have you? 'Cause you were playing like a little girl on the pitch.
Right, that's enough.
That's better.
Now, if we could just remember that we're all on the same team, a winning team.
I've booked the VIP room at the Aquatic.
So, if we could just kiss and hug and make up,
then we can all enjoy our success.
Make sure Fry takes a moment, will you?
He's in a strop, and I'm not having it.
The least he can do is share a jar with his team-mates.
It's called professionalism.
What, you not coming along, then?
I've got a prior engagement with a Kylie wannabe.
She can't sing for shit,
but she has got a couple of other things going for her.
Listen up, ladies and gentlemen.
Just like you to raise your glass to Earls Park and a great performance today.
Let's hope this is the beginning of a long winning streak, eh?
And a special mention to our man of the match, Tremaine Gidigbi.
Who needs golden balls when you got dynamite like that in your right foot, eh?
- Cheers. - ALL: Cheers.
- Cheers. - Whatever.
Hey, you've had a bad run, but you've still got a brilliant career ahead of you.
- It's only you can't see it. - Yeah. Maybe.
Still, I think your footwork could do with some improving.
Why don't we give them a workout on the dance floor, eh? Come on.
Oh, no.
This is a private party.
I suggest you go home before I call security.
Actually, Shannon asked me along.
Some of us have still got friends around here.
Just a bloody witches' coven. Forget her.
Yeah, well, their poisonous energy is dragging me down.
- I'm gonna get a cab, have an early night, yeah? - Yeah. Good idea.
Sweetheart, you stay here, celebrate with the boys.
No way. You stand by me, I stand by you.
That's the way it works now. Bollocks to them.
Cheers.
Now, why don't you show me who's really man of the match?
- Darius. - All right.
Mate. Can I shake your hand?
- Oh, I'm a big fan. - Yeah?
Yeah, mate, tough break today.
There was nothing wrong with that tackle. Sweet as a nut from where we were sitting.
- That's what I keep telling him. - Look, take it from us,
- that ref was bang out of order. - He should have gone to Specsavers.
- No, no, no, let me get these. - You don't have to.
Mate, it would be a privilege.
- I love that dress. What is it, Chloe? - No, I designed it myself, actually.
- Wow, I didn't know that you were a designer. - I'm not. It's just a hobby, really.
Well, it's fantastic.
- Really? - Uh-huh.
Oh.
Hey, I know a thing or two about fashion.
One, two, three.
- I hope he's not going off the rails again. - He's just letting his hair down.
As long as he doesn't let me down in the process.
I've already had to fight his corner with the new boss.
Don't wanna be eating my words.
(SNORING)
I call upon the spirit of my beloved Conrad.
I call upon the goddess Kali.
I ask you, use my eyes to see through.
Use my body, guide me.
And together we will search for the truth.
- Hey, you've been making friends. - Shocked?
They're all right, actually.
Listen, do you mind if I head off? I'm really knackered.
I just got us another bottle, babe.
You stay. No point in spoiling your fun because I need my beauty sleep.
Okay.
Oh, Jesus, Darius.
You've had enough. Come on. Put you in a cab, yeah?
Just a minute. I need a slash.
Steady, mate. All right.
We got ya.
- Where's the bogs? - Thought we'd take a shortcut.
(SCREAMING)
Where's Tre?
Still celebrating at the club.
It's pretty late, though. How long do you think he'll be gone?
All this interest in Tre. Maybe he's right. Maybe you do fancy him.
- Jealous. - Bloody right I am.
Reckon we've got a couple of hours, at least.
In that case, I should put my time management skills to good use.
Hm?
Boss, you'd better come quick.
Out of the way. Move.
(GROANING)
- Idiot. - Is he okay?
I knew something like this would happen.
Darius, son. Darius, can you hear me?
My leg.
It's killing.
Don't just stand there, call a bloody ambulance!
(MOBILE DIALLING)
♪ You're just too good to be true
♪ Can't take my eyes off you
♪ You'd be like heaven to touch
♪ I wanna hold you so much
♪ At long last love has arrived
♪ And I thank God I'm alive
♪ You're just too good to be true
♪ Can't keep my hands off you ♪
Boys. Good evening?
Sound as a pound. Shame you missed it.
Well, get back there and have a bottle of Cristal.
I'm sure you've earned it.
♪ I love you baby
♪ And if it's quite all right
♪ I need you baby
♪ To warm the lonely nights
♪ I love you baby
♪ Trust in me when I say... ♪
(BEEPING)