Cold Feet (1997) s07e03 Episode Script

1 On the subject of babies I would like a baby with you.
I just moved in with my girlfriend, Tina.
She was having an affair with my husband.
- Probably best I don't come round for dinner.
- I'm focusing on Bridie.
- All your eggs in one basket.
- Golden eggs.
- You're fired.
- You fired Tracey? - I'd like to see you again.
- Should I come round to the house? Let's meet somewhere more discreet.
Didn't catch your employer's name.
Can I talk to you about something? Olivia's pregnant.
Pregnant? How? I mean, I know how, but how could you let this happen? I didn't mean to.
Hiya.
How far gone is she? - A couple of months.
- What? - Maybe three.
Does Karen know? Jesus.
Pathetic fallacy.
Come on, Olivia, I thought you knew this.
How about if Tess loses the baby at the end of chapter three? - Yeah, well, that might work.
- Mum.
- Ellie, have you got this test tomorrow? - Um - Yes.
- Can you help your sister revise? You might learn something.
Come on, Bridie, let's take it next door.
Have you two had a row? No.
So, why aren't you talking? - Maybe we haven't got anything to say.
- That doesn't usually stop you.
If you had had a row, what would it be about? Look, we have not had a row, all right? They've so had a row.
Liv doesn't want to tell her mum and dad.
I'm not supposed to be telling you.
We agreed to keep it a secret just .
.
while we decide what's best.
She'll have an abortion, won't she? It's not the only option, though, is it? She wants to keep it.
Not her, no.
Er, where, where is it we're, um No, no.
Get off! Argh! Please! I'm not just a financial advisor! I'm a father! - Why have you brought me here? - The boss will explain.
Mr Marsden, thanks for swinging by.
- I'm not sure I had much choice in the matter.
- No.
But if you'd known who it was, you wouldn't exactly have come running.
- Since I don't know who you are I can't say.
- Hazard a guess.
Um Are these your grandchildren, Ruby? They're my Gordon's kids.
Maybe he should look over this before I sign.
These rates won't last for long.
They're keeping him in till Friday.
- Is Gordon in hospital? - Prison.
GBH.
- Oh, shit.
- "Oh, shit" indeed.
I explained that initially her investment may appear to lose value.
You're screwing my wife.
- I'm sorry? - You will be.
- I don't even know her.
- You telling me this isn't you? Oh, God.
So you're Nikki's husband? And this.
- That's not how it looks.
I can explain.
- I can't wait.
I'm her financial advisor.
Is that it? I admit you didn't have a lot of time, but I was expecting something a little more imaginative.
It's the truth, which often is mundane.
Snog at a hotel.
It was just a peck on the cheek.
Legging it from my house.
- She didn't want you to know I was there.
- Oh.
And why was that, then? This is our little secret, David.
My husband mustn't know I'm even contemplating leaving him.
Well, she asked me not to tell you.
And I'm asking that you do.
So, which one of us are you going disappoint? Hm? - Where's David? - Er, I don't know.
- Um, on a date.
- Really? Nah.
He doesn't use the Internet, that's his only chance.
What about that colleague of yours? - What colleague? - The one you like.
Sarah.
- I don't like her that much.
- You told me you thought she was attractive.
- Nah.
She wouldn't be interested.
- Right.
I'm off.
Good luck, son.
Bye.
Olivia's pregnant.
- Nikki, it's David Marsden.
- 'David.
How are you?' - I've just met your husband.
- George? - He'd seen me on the CCTV at your house.
- That's his business -- home security.
Listen, if he asks you're opening a nail bar.
- What? - Well, it's a sort of salon where women go to Yeah, I know what a nail bar is.
He thinks you've asked me to help you write a business plan.
- Whatever you think's best, David.
- It's not Olivia.
- My son's the one having second thoughts.
- Matt wants to keep it? Are they crazy? I know.
That's what I told him.
Oh, no.
Matthew, no, son.
That is crazy.
- You're 16, she's 17! - It's no worse than you at 50! - I'm not still at school! - But we love each other, Dad! - Oh.
- We can make this work.
Matthew, son, it's not that easy.
Jesus! Come here.
- I'm sorry.
- It's all right, don't worry.
Did you manage to persuade him? Well, no, but Karen will.
- I've managed to convince him to tell her.
- What about David? That's up to Olivia and Karen, but, first things first.
- Matt's going around there to tell Karen now.
- By himself? - Mm-hm.
Adam.
I can't really see that happening, can you? - No.
- No.
Do you think I should do it? You could do it.
You'd be good at that.
Oh, no, I'm not going to I've just been abducted.
- Dropped round on Mum and Sheila earlier.
- Oh.
Did you have to use the sat nav? That's hilarious.
Anyway, I do visit when I can.
It's just, I'm not needed as much now, with Sheila living with her.
- Jen, visiting your mum isn't meant to be based on need.
- Oh.
Anyway, Sheila had some news, and you are never in a million years - going to guess what it is.
- She's met someone.
You've met someone?! Well, don't sound so surprised.
I'm a very attractive woman, so Marvin says.
Marvin! Ooh.
Does his guide dog agree? Ask her where they met.
Through the church, I imagine.
Over the Internet.
- Oh, God, he's not on death row, is he? - No, he's Canadian.
Oh, come on, Jen, you could've been a bit more supportive.
Oh, I was only joking.
- Well, did she laugh? - Not so much.
- Right.
Tell you what, I'm going to call her myself.
- Tell her how pleased I am to hear her news.
- Great.
Saint bloody Peter.
We're not going to publish this year unless you agree to any changes! - Hi.
- Hi.
It'll take as long as it takes! - Kids.
- Yeah.
- Tea? - Yeah.
Matt, your dad's here! Ramona, can you answer the phone? I'm already on the phone! - I don't pay you to talk to your mother.
- Bueno.
Tengo que ir, Mama.
- Si, la jefe me llama, siempre trabajo - How are things? Er, yeah, um, good.
Er, about that, er, have you got a moment? - Well, if I did I'd spend it lying in a bath.
- Hm.
- Why, what's up? - Dad, what are you doing here? - Come to take you home I imagine.
- Ah.
Probably.
Olivia.
Son, um, do you think this might be a good time - to, er - Go? Yeah.
- I've got an essay to write.
Biology.
- Mm.
Which, as we know, is not your strongest subject.
Karen, is Benjamin.
I'm so sorry, I have to take that.
Will it keep? Yes.
Yeah, it will.
Benjamin, hi.
- Guys.
- Please.
Come on.
- Is, er, this the queue for tea? - Hm? Sorry.
No, help yourself.
Um, 500 teas here, no English Breakfast.
Oh, pineapple and redcurrant.
Very you.
Yeah, perhaps if it came with a vodka and an umbrella, otherwise no.
Yeah, I bring my own.
Irish Breakfast? Oh, good man.
Thanks.
So, look, I've been thinking.
Your girlfriend and my husband's fling needn't stop us being friends.
- She wasn't my girlfriend at the time.
- He was my husband.
- Still is.
- You took him back? We tried to make another go of it after Tina chose you.
I thought we were doing pretty well until he left.
- Sarah, I'm sorry.
- It's not your fault.
Have you told her we're working together? Um, no, that, er, hasn't come up.
Listen, we've got to be friends.
You're the only person here who's my vintage or gets my jokes.
- Oh, no, they do get them.
They just don't find them funny.
- Oh, I see.
- Did you get my apology? - Yes, thank you.
- You said you had a business proposition? - You lied to me.
Look, I swear, I'm NOT having an affair with your wife.
Relax, I'm talking about the nail bar.
- Nikki told me everything.
- Oh.
- She's been unhappy, I didn't notice.
I've been busy.
She said you were going help her squirrel money away - to fund a future escape.
- I wouldn't go that far.
- I think she just wanted options.
- Yeah, well, I understand.
I'm impressed by the advice you gave her.
Better than I've been getting.
I've just fired my financial guy.
- Because of me? - Because he's a lazy sod.
My affairs were all over the shop, and now the tax man's breathing down my neck.
- And he has halitosis.
- Yeah.
I've checked you out.
You've had your run-ins with the authorities.
Cut a fair few corners as I heard it.
Got away with it, mind.
I like that.
- You could be useful to me.
- What about Nikki? - We've made up.
Besides, what's mine is hers.
Well, half is on divorce.
Speaking from experience, it needn't be that much.
I knew you were the right man.
It's Bingo time.
Eyes down, hearing aids up.
Here's your first number.
Oh.
Average life expectancy of a Glaswegian I don't know, Trace.
Jen's not as charitable as she used to be.
That's the pressure of being management.
It's not her fault.
Granny's gone to heaven, 87.
You're very forgiving, considering she gave you the boot.
I'm sure it's just a phase.
She'll be back to herself in no time.
- 69.
- Yep.
Oh.
- Jen? - What did you say to Sheila about this bloke of hers? Nothing.
I just made encouraging noises.
Argh! You idiot! She's only gone and booked a flight to go and see him.
You assured me it would be out by Christmas.
- I said if it all goes well.
Well, it isn't.
- Can I have a word, please? - Not now.
- Miss that deadline, we can kiss our investment goodbye.
- I am fully aware of the repercussions.
- It's very important.
- What part of "not now" don't you understand? - Yo intendo todo, senora! Carry on like that and you'll be on the next train home to Torremolinos! Karen, focus.
You need to get Bridie under control.
How dare you accuse me! - I caught you in my room! - Not again! - I need to talk to you.
- Not now! - Where's it gone, then? - How dare you accuse me! What's going on? - I had a wrap of coke in my room.
- That's Josh's room.
- She's nicked it.
- What? - I was looking for my hairbrush.
- Are you doing drugs? - No! - A little weed, but she's doing coke! - She took it.
It was in my purse! - I wasn't in your purse! - Ellie, don't walk away from me.
Why are you cross with me? She brought cocaine into the house! - You're the one who stole it! - We will talk.
- Ellie, have you got that cocaine? - No! Why are you believing her? - I know what you're like! - What's that mean? You've just admitted that you smoke weed.
- All the kids do! - They don't.
- Your sister doesn't.
- Oh, no, she's Little Miss Perfect.
- She works hard, doesn't steal.
- Neither do I! - Why can't you be more like her? - Oh, what, pregnant? Oh.
- I'll be gone a fortnight.
- Two weeks? I do believe that's a fortnight, yes.
- What if you don't like this fella? - Then I'll come back early.
But there's no risk, we get on so well.
- Yeah, online.
- It is much harder when you're breathing the same air.
Oh, good news.
He's kosher.
- Jewish? - No.
He checks out.
His picture's on the Mounted Police website.
- I told you he was a Mountie.
- And wait, he's got a Facebook page.
His hobbies include hiking and bell-ringing.
- Mm, he's a campanologist.
- It doesn't mention his sexuality.
- I'll let you know.
- Urgh! - Whilst I'm gone you'll have to check on Mom.
- I won't need checking on.
Since I've been living with her I've noticed a deterioration.
Probably doesn't help you insisting on doing everything for her.
Oh, God.
Sorry.
Look, it has been amazing you being on hand.
I couldn't do what you do.
For the next two weeks you're going to have to.
That's a fortnight.
Well, no, sorry.
I'm way too busy.
You'll do it, won't you, pet? Oh, it's pet now, is it? I always thought that anyone who got pregnant as a teenager was a complete idiot.
- Turns out that idiot is me.
- No, you listen.
Accidents can happen to anyone, Olivia.
- I'm just sorry you felt you couldn't tell me, darling.
- I tried to.
I wanted to, but you're under so much pressure trying to finish this book.
You don't need me adding to your problems.
There is nothing more important to me than you, OK? Nothing.
Oh, please don't tell Dad! - Oh, darling, we have to.
- He'll be so disappointed.
At least wait until me and Matt have decided what we're going to do.
What are you thinking? Matt doesn't want me to have an abortion.
Well, not really Matt's decision, darling.
I know, but I want us to be in agreement about it.
OK.
Well, we'll have to talk to him.
Hm? - Maybe tell Adam so he can.
- Oh, Adam already knows.
Hi, Tina.
How could you not tell me? I tried to.
I only found out yesterday.
- That is not something you sit on.
- You shooed me out! - You shouldn't have let me! - I did tell him that.
What, you knew? - Have you told David yet? - No, I have not.
I'm not going to.
She can have the abortion, he'll be none the wiser.
- So she's decided to have one? - She won't make the appointment, - not until Matt's on board.
- You know what they're like at that age.
They watch Romeo and Juliet, think theirs is the greatest love story ever told.
- He's a hopeless romantic.
- I've tried to talk sense into him.
Try harder! He needs to be supporting her! - I can't tell him what to think! - You can! - That's not how I father my son! - You didn't father him at all - when he was away at school! - Whoa! No! Don't you be so touchy-feely! - It's Matt's fault we're in this mess! - Olivia didn't take the pill! All right.
I think it's fair to say they're both responsible.
- Evening, all.
- Oh, Jesus.
- Oh, Jesus.
- Oh, Karen, what are you doing here? - I was just on my way out.
Oh, you can share my good news.
I've just been offered a major piece of new business.
Well, I am very pleased for you, David.
Oh.
She might've been more enthusiastic.
David.
Robyn, hi.
- May I? - Oh, thank you.
Glass of Chablis.
Make sure it's chilled.
Thank you.
So, you look well.
Are you seeing someone? - Oh, that's your first question? - Your wardrobe's improved.
Oh, thanks.
I'm not, as it happens.
Why, are you regretting our divorce? Olivia came to see me earlier.
- She wanted my advice.
- What, about a career in the law? That's what I expected it to be about, and it was, in a way.
When, do you think, is the, um, the best time to have a baby? - Nine months after getting pregnant.
- No, I mean, - from the perspective of your career.
- Ah.
Well, the best time is never.
If I'd had a child I'd have a desk now, not an office.
Do you regret your choices? That's what we lawyers call a moot point.
Oh, um, open to debate but of no practical application.
If you had your time again and found you were pregnant at say, oh, I don't know, 17, would you keep the baby? - I'm asking for a friend.
- One of Olivia's friends is pregnant? I wonder who it could be.
Olivia's pregnant, David.
Mum knows I'm leaving tomorrow.
She's done this on purpose.
Oh, Sheila, calm down.
Where did she say she was going? - I don't know, I wasn't listening.
- Maybe she's gone to the shops.
She's been gone four hours, and anyway, I do the shopping.
She can't be relied upon any more.
- Have you called her friends? - I called you.
Well, call them, then call me.
To be honest, I've got people over.
Oh, charming.
- Oh, God.
- Was everything all right, love? - Mom's gone missing.
- What? - I mean, she hasn't.
Sheila's being a drama queen.
- Runs in the family.
- Can we order, please? I'm starving.
- Shouldn't we wait for David? - Where is he? - He met Robyn for a drink.
- I'll have a Supreme.
- Robyn? Why? - I don't know.
- I think I'll have the Four Seasons.
- You always do.
- I'll just have the same as Adam.
- Supreme.
- Funky Chicken! - I want a Margherita with olives.
- Hang on, I can't keep up! Hi, hi, yeah.
Order a pizza, please.
Hi, David.
What kind of pizza would you like? - David? - Olivia is pregnant by your son.
Bloody hell.
- You knew? - David, what pizza would you like? - Why didn't anyone tell me? - David, choose a pizza.
- She's a virgin.
- Sorry, I'll have to call you back.
- I'm so sorry.
We should've told you.
- Had to find out about it from Robyn.
- Robyn? - Seems I'm the last to know.
- We didn't know.
- How does she know? - Know what? - Olivia went to see her? - Olivia's up the duff.
- Bloody hell! - They'll think my daughter's a slut.
- David! - She's 17! Maybe we should all just pull back here.
- Pity your blasted son didn't.
- Bastard? - Blasted.
- Olivia wants to have an abortion, OK? - Oh, my God.
- Once Matt's used to the idea.
- What's it to do with him? - He's the father! - It's Olivia's choice and I support her whatever.
Sorry, excuse me.
- It's Matt.
Hi.
- Hey, Dad.
- Are you with Karen? - Yeah.
And David.
He knows.
Oh.
Er, one sec.
No.
No, it's fine.
- Can you put them on as well, please? - Oh, all right.
Gather round.
Er, hey, Mum.
- Dad.
- Hi, darling.
- Olivia.
So, Liv and I have talked everything through.
I explained to Matt that being a single mum at my age really isn't a great idea.
- And I totally get that.
- Thank God.
Which is why - I've asked Liv to marry me.
- Excuse me? - And, um, I've said yes.
- What? - You're going to be grandparents! - Oh, sweet Jesus.
Look, the police are on it.
- There's nothing we can do but wait.
- This is my fault.
I knew she couldn't cope with me going away.
- Have they found Grandma yet? - No.
- Ring her mobile.
- I did.
Ring it again.
It's Grandma.
Come here.
- Where the hell are you? - I'm not sure, love, but there's a nice young man here.
I'll ask him to explain.
- She's OK.
- Oh.
- I'll kill her.
Right.
If we could come to order.
So, the first item on the agenda.
- Why are you sat at the head of the table? - What? - Well, it's not really fair, is it? - It doesn't matter.
- Do you want to sit here? - Really? - No, no, no, it's fine.
- So, the first item on the agenda.
- We really don't need an agenda.
- We all know what we're here for.
- Right.
So, who wants to go first? It's funny how it tears me apart I told you this wasn't the right way.
First it breaks your head then your heart Why am I in the back? Because you're the youngest.
I'm 48.
And three quarters.
It's chewing at my bones and my brains It's working through the flesh that remains Why can't this feeling leave me And just fade away? There you are! What are you doing all the way out here? I thought I'd visit Irene.
- Who's Irene? - My sister.
- Out Halifax way.
- Oh, Mum.
She's long dead.
- I told you.
- I meant her grave.
It's round here somewhere.
I couldn't find it.
- I ran out of petrol in the middle of nowhere.
- Why didn't you call? My phone had died.
I don't know any of your numbers.
I used to.
Well, your memory's not what it was.
For God's sake.
Nobody knows numbers any more.
- It's all right.
- I slept in the car.
- I thought I was going to die.
- Oh.
Oh, you've missed your flight.
I'm just glad you're safe.
- You are not getting married.
- We don't need your permission.
I think what Dad means to say is, is that a good idea? Marriage, it isn't something you just rush into.
Says the man whose last one lasted all but six weeks.
We will support you, OK, in whatever decision you make.
- We're having the baby.
- You need to think through all the consequences.
- We have.
- Have you? Where are you going to live? Well, we hadn't thought that far ahead.
- It's really not that far ahead.
- We can live with you, can't we? - You can forget any sort of a career.
- I can still study! - You'll help with babysitting.
- Yeah, but, you know, Tina and I might have our own plans now.
- Your mum's time is taken up with her business.
- Thank you, David.
- Where were you when we were bringing up our three? - Childcare, then.
- How will you pay for it? - I'll get a job, outside of school.
Like a paper round? Let's look at the alternative.
Having an, er, er, a termination.
Listen, Matt, um, I haven't told you this before, but your mother had an abortion - a couple of years before you were born.
- Really? - So I could've had an older brother? - Yeah.
- Look, er, your mum and dad were on a break.
I don't think we were on a OK, look, the point is things could've been very different.
You might not even have been born.
Eh? And your mother I know that she never regretted her decision.
On balance, then, perhaps it's difficult to find an argument in favour of keeping it.
I can think of one, which none of you have considered - for even a second.
- Hm? Right now inside Liv's belly is a little boy or little girl.
OK, it looks like a tadpole, but it can kick and punch and swallow.
And it came from me and Liv.
- And you're all saying kill it without hesitation.
- Look, wait - Matt.
- This is about our screw-up, - not learning from mistakes you've all made.
- Matt's right.
- We'll decide.
- No, what? Wait.
Matthew? Son, come There it is.
Irene Louise.
Ahh.
She died very young.
I still miss her.
Come on, give us a squirt.
OK.
Pub? Hello? - Gosh, what's happened to you? - Um George beat seven shades of shit out of me.
- What? - Oh.
I've got to stop doing that because it hurts.
I'm joking.
- I've had a nose job.
- Really? - Mm.
- Why? It was a present from George.
I've always hated my nose.
I couldn't see anything wrong with it.
- You weren't looking closely enough.
- It looks bloody painful.
- It is.
I'm on a cocktail of painkillers and cocktails.
It helps take the edge off.
I look forward to seeing the Mona Lisa results.
God, I hope it's better than hers.
I was just saying how I broke my nose.
- Your car accident? - George thinks I should be embarrassed - to talk about plastic surgery.
- No.
I thought you were.
I've had my last bloke send over my accounts for you to look at.
Can we have coffee? - Yeah, cup or a mug? - I think perhaps a large pot.
Preferably strong.
- It doesn't work! - Bridie, you haven't tried.
Sorry, I know you don't want me to disturb you.
- So why are you? - It's Benjamin.
- Tell the little twerp I'm out.
- No, this is my sister.
He's here.
- You seem a little on edge, Karen.
No shit, Sherlock.
Disturbingly so.
Do you what Benjamin, I've got one daughter who is pregnant at 17, another one who may or may not be doing drugs -- either way I have no idea, I can't believe a word that comes out of her mouth, an author who's too smart to listen to any sound advice, a PA who's incompetent, and a business partner who I'm guessing isn't about to give me any good news.
Right? About all of it or just the last bit? As it happens you are.
I'm dissolving our partnership.
I assume you can't afford my share so I shall buy you out.
- You're forcing me out of my own business? - You can't cope, Karen.
This way you'll receive a return for your efforts.
I'll see myself out.
- Here you go.
Enjoy.
- Thank you.
- What did you get? - Pistachio and goji berry.
- It's minging.
- So what's new in your world? Oh, nothing much.
I'm going to be a grandad.
Oh, congratulations.
Yeah.
My son's 16.
- How old is the girl? - 17.
So at least that's good news.
Her parents are old friends of mine.
We're not so friendly at present, though.
Oh, never mind.
You have new friends to compensate.
You coming to this meeting? - Is it in the treehouse? - On the beanbags.
Don't worry, I'll help you to your feet, Grandad.
Cheeky bastard.
(Shit.
) I tried your idea, about the ending.
It works.
- Yeah.
- I'm going to go home to write it.
I think that would be best.
- Oh.
- Oh, my God, are you crying? - No.
Don't worry, Ramona.
I won't let Benjamin win.
What? I'm sorry, why are you upset? It doesn't matter.
Oh, you had a call.
Um, I forgot to write down who from.
- Ramona, what is it? - My mother.
She had a heart attack a few days ago.
- Oh, my God, why didn't you tell me? - I tried.
Oh.
Well, is she OK? I don't know.
She's in the hospital.
My sister's with her.
They don't get on.
- Well, do you want to see her? - My sister? - No, your mother.
- I can't go.
You need me here.
- No, no, no, I want you to.
- Are you firing me? No.
The thought had crossed my mind, Ramona.
But, no, honestly, your job's safe, but you've got to go.
It's family.
It's the most important thing.
- Thanks.
- Mum? - Do you have a moment? - Yeah.
- You OK? - Yeah.
You OK? I've made an appointment at the clinic.
I'm going to have an abortion.
OK.
Does Matt know? Yeah, he agrees it's the right thing to do.
You know, you and Liv, Matt, you're going to be fine parents one day.
Miles and miles on my own You're doing what's best for both of you.
Walk with shame, I follow on Not the baby.
A language to find hard to hear Not to understand, just disappear Mum, I won't go if you don't want me to.
Don't be silly, love.
I'm sure I'll manage.
I'm not sure she will.
Um, Mum, would you like to come and stay with me and Pete? Just while Sheila's away.
Oh, well, it would be lovely to see those grandchildren.
You'd be very welcome, Barbara.
Come on, Pete.
Chop, chop.
You've got a lot of gear for a fortnight.
Well, when I told Marvin I had to change my ticket he said why don't I get an open one? Well, when are you coming back? That's the thing.
I don't think I am.
Oh.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- (It'll be all right.
) - You OK? - You told Dad? - Darling, he wanted to be here for you.
- He's not going to come into the clinic, OK? - OK.
All right, sweetheart? Matt.
Should we get some coffee? - Grandma's here! - Blimey, got more luggage than Sheila.
I brought a few knick-knacks with me.
- Thought it'll make it feel more like home.
- Grandma! - Oh! - Not for us it won't.
- Hi, Gran! - Oh, my.
Who is this handsome young man? - You all right? - I'll give you a hand.
Oh, thanks, love.
- Karen.
- I've really screwed things up, David.
It's not your fault.
I've been too absorbed with work.
You've had to be.
I feel like I've failed.
Karen.
The girls could not have a better role model.
Liv's made a mistake.
It's not like she's gone off the rails, using drugs or something.
She's a good kid.
This doesn't change that.
- It's gonna have an impact, though, isn't it? - Yeah.
We'll both keep an eye on it.
She'll be fine.
She's like you.
She's strong.
And she has two parents who love her.
Um, I think we ought to go.
- Will you come, too? - Yes, darling.
Ten weeks.
Can we see it? The scan.
If Olivia gives her consent.
Mm-hm.
Are you sure? Yeah, I want to.
- I'm sorry, David.
- It's not your fault.
No, but if she was my daughter, I'd hate for her to be going through this.
Thanks.
Do you think we're better parents than our parents were? How do you mean? Well, you know, every generation tries to improve on what they see as the failings of the past.
I just wonder if, you know, maybe we've gone too far and nowadays there's less discipline.
We encourage our kids to question received wisdom.
You know, maybe we should just have strict boundaries.
- Then they'd be less likely to get into trouble.
- You really think so? I don't know.
I don't know.
Mifepristone.
It blocks the hormone progesterone, causing the lining of the uterus to break down.
So it kills the foetus? It ends the pregnancy, yes.
Sat around the table The candle lying low There's people all around us But they're leaving you alone You're telling me a story Some lover that you had Go on, tell me now Tell me now I think I'll understand Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm just high You could kiss my lips a thousand times And they would never dry I don't know where you're going Hey, never stray too far Cos I'll tell you now I'll tell you now - It's OK.
- I like you just the way you are It's the same old constellation It's all right.
Come on.
The stars up in the sky Oh oh Yeah, I've got a feeling They're going to look different Tonight It's the same old conversation You can have it any time Go on, put your arms around me, baby It's going to be different Tonight