♪ ♪ Hey.

How are you?

- - Usual table, yes?

Yeah, of course.

Of course, yes.

- Business good?

- Yes, yes.

Excellent.

- See the game?

Yes.

Did you see that second half?

Anything I can get you?

Yeah, I'll have a double espresso.

Cheers.

OK.

Right away.

♪ Well-- hello.

Guy.

Leonora.

Will this-- Oh, no, fine, fine.

I've got a table right here.

What will you have to drink, aperitif or, uh-- Um, Campari and soda.

You what?

Yes, of course.

Uh, Jamie, I'll have one Campari and soda, please.

And, uh, I'll have the same.

JAMIE: Right on.

You look, uh-- yeah, it's-- You don't like Campari?

Oh, I do now.

How's your pasta?

Al dente.

Just how I like it.

Al dente.

Al Dente's a Scorsese film.

Which one?

I'll teach you to make meatballs for 20 men.

No, that's Coppola, Godfather 1.

He wasn't called out.

You're gonna have to get up early, darling.

- You looking at me?

You looking at me?

Always looking at you.

Looking at you.

Looking for you.

Just looking.

Have a piece of a travel agency, sharing a club, bit of property.

Cheers, Jamie.

What I'm really into now is the art market.

Tessa would be amazed.

Yeah, and when she finds out how much money I'm making, it will really be a case of up yours, Mrs. Mandeville.

So you're rich.

GUY: Stinks, doesn't it?

Don't you like it?

Like what?

Being rich?

GUY: No, I love it.

It's been a long time now.

Too long.

You see, I've been trying, but I just can't tell what color your underwear is.

I'm going to the ladies'.

Is it white?

I've forgotten what it's like being with you.

- Black?

- In your dreams.

GUY: No?

Then they're red.

Guy, stop it.

Green?

You're even more lovely than the first time I ever saw you.

Lay off my friend!

Wait, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait.

A couple more drags.

We'll be on our way, all right?

Oh, nah.

What's the hurry?

Because we're boracic, pothead.

Oh, look at the talent.

GUY: Ooh, sexy!

LINUS: All right.

All right.

GUY: Shouldn't be walking down here.

It's dangerous.

I'll look after myself, thank you.

GUY: Ooh.

What's your name?

What's yours?

Think you'll find I asked you first.

Leonora Chisholm.

How do you do, Leonora Chisholm?

You still didn't tell me your name.

Guy Curran.

How do you do, Guy Curran?

Who are your friends?

Danny Han Solo Danilo.

Princess Leia.

And this is Linus Pinedo.

Ahh.

- Stop it.

Manners.

You're disgusting!

All right.

This is my stop.

See you in a bit.

See you later.

Cheers.

See you later.

See you later.

- Oh, there she is.

- Oh, Leo.

Come on then.

Show us what you got.

- You first.

All right.

Ladies and gentlemen.

What are you going to do with that, then?

Stick up your bum, old Dan.

Danny?

DANNY: Tell me when you're old enough to have a little drink.

Linus.

What's that, Linus?

What planet are you on, Linus?

I liked it.

Pulled an Erica.

# You can say that you love me # Is this a joke or something?

Oh, I want that.

Wow.

Thank you.

♪ I used to be beside you every day ♪ ♪ Now I'm better alone ♪ ♪ And it doesn't matter if you keep saying ♪ ♪ It's over and over and over and over ♪ ♪ And over and over and over and over ♪ Hey!

Let's go, guys.

Get out of here!

Hey!

Piss off!

Go on!

Get on!

♪ You can say that you love me ♪ Here you go, mate.

GUY: I swear to you, darling, one day I'm going to be so damn rich.

How rich?

- Very rich.

- I'm gonna be making serious money.

I gotta get out of this hole.

You know I can do it.

- I know you can.

- You'll come with me?

- Yes.

You promise?

Always.

Mm!

Al dente.

Al dente, Scorsese film.

Which one?

I'll teach you to make meatballs for 20 men.

No, it's Coppola, Godfather 1.

He wasn't called Al.

You looking at me?

I'm always looking at you, darling.

My mother.

What's gonna happen?

I don't know.

There'll be a big scene, that's for sure.

This is Guy.

Guy, this is my brother, Robin.

Nice to meet you.

How do you know?

I'm sorry?

How do you know?

Hard as it is for you, try not to be a twerp.

Now, now, you two.

So this is Guy?

- Yes.

How do you do?

Where do you live, Guy?

In Atley House.

- I don't think I know it.

- You wouldn't.

Oh, my god.

It's gotten rude.

No, Leonora, I don't think so.

Nice try.

We'll be having dinner the minute Magnus comes in.

That's what we call our evening meal.

I expect, Guy, you have your dinner in the middle of the day.

Anyway, if you'd excuse us, I need Leonora to peel the potatoes.

Well, I'll help.

We call them spuds, where I come from, Tessa.

You flatter me, Guy.

I didn't realize we were on such intimate terms.

Shut up, Mummy, please.

I'm sure you have a very warm, outgoing temperament.

But if you don't mind awfully, Guy, I'd like it to be Mrs. Mandeville for a while.

Is that you, darling?

Very safe.

Goodness me.

MRS. MANDEVILLE: We have company.

Had you forgotten?

- No, indeed.

Robin.

ROBIN: Thank you.

Leonora, my dear.

Magnus.

And you, by a process of elimination, must be Guy.

Yes, but if you don't mind awfully, Magnus, I'd prefer it to be Mr. Curran for a while.

GUY: They didn't stop you seeing me again, then?

Couldn't, could they?

Are you looking at me?

LEONORA: Are you looking at me?

Oh, yeah.

Come here.

Come here.

Hello.

Hello.

Tell me something.

What's all this crap with Christian names in your family?

Snobbery, as far as you're concerned.

Yeah, well, I did get that.

But I mean, you calling your father Magnus?

He isn't my father.

He's my stepfather.

Thank God for that.

I had a mum and dad once, like everybody.

Yeah, speak for yourself.

I never knew my dad.

Lucky.

I thought I knew mine.

And just like that, there he was, gone off with another woman.

Just about got used to that when Mum announced she'd found another man.

What, old skull face?

Yeah, Magnus.

He was the solicitor who was handling her divorce.

Cheeky.

Sorry.

Next thing I knew is that they're all the best of friends, with everybody telling me how lucky I was to have two sets of parents, instead of one.

Middle-class wankers.

It's called civilized behavior.

Yeah, not where I come from.

Anyway, I live with whoever I want, and I don't give a toss for any of them.

Good.

Do you want to go out somewhere nice tonight?

Help!

Please, help!

Come quickly!

Help!

GUARD: Are you OK?

What happened?

- No, please!

Please!

You've got to help my friend.

GUY: (WHISPERING) Linus.

Please.

Please go quickly.

Go quickly, please!

Linus, come on!

You all right?

♪ You go down to the woods today ♪ ♪ Be sure of the pixie ponds ♪ ♪ You go down to the woods today ♪ ♪ You'll never believe your eyes ♪ Mm.

This is lovely.

Where's it from?

What, this one?

Mm-hmm.

I think this one fell off the back of a lorry.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Have some more.

Have some more.

Mm-hmm.

No, wait, wait.

Have I shown you this great new trick?

No?

OK, it goes like this.

Mm.

Mm.

Guy, Guy, Guy, Guy, wait, wait, wait.

Go and stand over there.

Go on.

Don't turn around.

Don't turn around!

I'll love you all my life, Guy.

There can't be anyone else for either of us ever.

I'm you, Guy, as much as you are me.

As much as I am Leonora, I am Guy.

I thought you said you'd love me all your life.

I knew who you were then.

I haven't changed, all right?

Yes, you have changed!

And I don't like what you're into now.

I'm trading up, that's all.

Guy, I don't want to have anything to do with this.

And you shouldn't either.

Be reasonable, Leo.

Hello?

Guy, we're in business.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Now.

Yeah, all right, Dan!

I'm on my way.

I've gotta go.

MRS. CHISHOLM: Have you got the car keys?

ANTHONY: Yeah.

Goodness.

See who's here, darling.

Guy.

I thought my daughter had put you in the doghouse.

Yeah, well, truth is, Anthony, that's why I'm here, trying to talk my way out of it.

I'm so glad.

Leonora came home in floods of tears, and I thought everything was death and disaster.

Yeah.

Is she about, by any chance?

- She's in the bath.

- Right.

Might you get her down, please?

Please?

I can't.

Wicked stepmother, you know.

Why don't you get yourself a drink?

Right, never let it be said that we stood in the path of true love.

Grovel a bit, is my advice.

Leonora!

Guy's here, darling.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Thanks so much.

Have a lovely evening.

You look smashing!

Leo!

LEONORA: Go away!

You're right, Leo.

Drugs are for losers.

LEONORA: Go away!

No more chemicals, Leonora.

I promise ya.

They're all finished.

They're all flushed.

I've done with them!

Leo.

LEONORA: All of them?

Not a spliff on the plot.

Anyway, I've got something for you.

Yeah, see if that's any good, will you?

LEONORA: A ring?

You always believe you can charm your way out of everything.

Come on, Leo.

You know you love me.

Plow it back in.

Reinvest in new stock, sell it on, profits come rolling in.

I'm not so sure, Linus.

It'll be easy.

They'll be stoned and happy.

We'll be rich and happy.

Everything will be joyful.

Young financier of the year storms the markets.

His new strategy, how does the-- Chemist to the masses!

Powder to the people, man with a mission.

Look, I really don't want anything to do with this anymore.

All right.

Where's Leo then?

It's got nothing to do with Leo, man.

LINUS: She wants him to clean up his act, go straight.

Be a good boy she can take home to meet her mummy.

You've got nothing to say, Linus, and you're saying it too loud, all right?

I'm right, though, aren't I?

Shut up, Linus.

No.

Why?

Why should I shut up?

- Because I said to shut up.

No.

Look at him.

What are you doing?

You've got to your life out, Guy.

We're the people that matter.

You've got to choose between her or us.

It's got nothing to do with you, Linus!

Exactly.

Or you, Dan.

LINUS: Where do you think it's gonna go?

We're your family.

We're the ones that matter.

You've got to choose between her or us.

You've got to decide what you want to do.

OK, I'll decide.

That's it.

I'm out.

Split it three ways.

I don't care anymore.

What do you mean you split it?

GUY: Make it three ways.

DANNY: What are you talking about?

- I mean-- - Just shut up, Linus.

What are you talking about?

LINUS: This is great.

This is great.

What is going on?

So far up your arse.

You really don't know when to shut up, do you?

- Oh, yeah?

Just chill out, you two!

Just chill out!

GUY: Take very well, aren't we?

I don't know.

It just seems like to me that-- --it's time we split up.

DANNY: OK. And no hard feelings.

What about me?

That's your problem, mate.

You've got no control, Linus.

You've got to have control.

Oh, yeah.

You've got control.

And look at you.

What am I going to do?

Well, I've been getting rid of the shit in my place, but I did manage to keep a couple of tabs back for you, my son.

Yes.

Listen, come with me.

Let's have some fun.

Just this once.

Please.

Don't tell Dan.

All right?

Yes.

♪ I can-- I can see-- I can see such-- I can see such lovely things, such beautiful colors-- kingfishers and parakeets and-- and bluebirds and-- and bomb tops and-- and all these beautiful things and all the colors of the rainbow and they're flying.

Can you see them, though?

- No, I can't, mate.

- Look at them.

- No, I can't, mate.

Look!

Kingfishers and parakeets all around you.

Where are you going?

What are you doing, mate?

I'm gonna talk to the bees!

It's all right.

Bees know who their friends are, not like some.

♪ Linus?

Fuck.

Linus!

Linus!

Breathe!

Breathe, Linus!

Talk to me, Linus!

The cause of death was asphyxia due to the deceased's throat swelling up as a result of an allergy to bee stings.

It appears that neither he nor his family had prior knowledge of this condition, and therefore returning a verdict of accidental death.

However, the postmortem shows a level of an hallucinatory class A drug in the deceased's bloodstream so high as to suggest that he was not in possession of his faculties when he embarked on this foolhardy adventure, which put the matter to the test.

Without it, Linus Pinedo might still be with us today.

Whoever supplied him is going to have to bear the burden of that knowledge for the rest of his or her life.

Very sorry.

My condolences to the family.

Leo.

Leo, are you coming to the wake?

Yeah, we'll catch you up, Dan, all right?

Guy, don't leave it too long.

We'll catch you up, Dan, all right?

WOMAN: Come on, Danny.

I knew something like this was going to happen.

You're not blaming me for what happened to Linus?

I'm not Linus, Leo.

He had no brakes, all right?

Drugs killed him.

And that is the business you're in.

Don't you listen to anything?

I'm finished with all the drugs!

I promise you.

I told you!

It's too late for that.

It's too late for what?

I'm sorry.

- What are you talking about?

It's over.

You know, I don't understand you sometimes.

I know you don't.

And I can't explain it.

You know, I just think with me going away to university and-- look, it's time we got on with our own lives.

Take it.

Please, Leo.

♪ Bill, please, Jamie.

So what now?

LEONORA: Doing a bit of supply teaching.

First of all, I've got to find somewhere to live.

GUY: Now, that won't be a problem.

You are joking?

About what?

Guy, I can't possibly afford to rent anywhere like this.

Don't have to.

It belongs to me.

Wow, this place is amazing.

Is that a Kandinsky?

Uh-- I wouldn't have thought it would appeal to you.

Yeah, well, it doesn't, to tell you the truth.

But it costs so much, it has to be good.

Guy.

Provides a bit of color, doesn't it?

Wow.

You obviously are very rich.

Yeah, I told you I would be.

The Great Gatsby.

Great which?

It's a book.

Your books.

So when can you move in?

Move in?

I've only just announced to my parents that I'm moving out.

Well, that's progress for you.

Come on.

When?

I don't know you anymore.

Then let's get reacquainted.

When am I going to see you again?

All right.

What's today?

Saturday.

Why?

Have lunch with me next Saturday.

- All right.

- Every Saturday.

Guy.

- And I'll phone you every day.

- Every day?

To begin with.

Do you want a coffee?

All right.

Thanks for lunch.

See ya.

Bye!

RACHEL (ON PHONE): Hello?

Hello.

Can I speak to Leonora, please?

I'll see.

Are you in?

LEONORA: Who is it?

RACHEL (ON PHONE): Young and locked in the bar.

Hello, Guy.

Hi, there.

You should feel flattered.

GUY (ON PHONE): If anyone but Rachel had said it, I might.

How are you?

- Fine.

You?

Yeah, good.

I pulled off a really sweet deal today.

Fancy going out to celebrate?

Have you forgotten our arrangement?

What arrangement?

I said I'd have lunch with you every Saturday.

Yes, but I mean, that's not going to be the only time we see each other.

LEONORA (ON PHONE): Oh, yes, it is, Guy.

Have you forgotten?

We're supposed to be getting to know one another again.

Well, we talk on the phone almost every day.

A lot of people have to manage on less.

Yeah, but I might be dead tomorrow.

Besides, I've got a stack of essays to mark.

I'll see you on Saturday.

Yep.

Hello?

Before you say a word, I'll tell you what you're doing tonight.

So, um, how is it with you and Leonora?

I can't talk to you about it.

Why not?

Well, I feel guilty enough as it is, I mean, like, using you when I'm in love with someone else.

Well, as it is right now, you have lunch with her every Saturday.

And you talked on the phone every day.

If that's competition, I can stand it.

No, you don't understand.

There's never really been anyone else for either of us.

Then you better do something about it because if you keep on like this, we'll all be on Zimmer frames before you can get your act together.

♪ Well, me and my baby and my dog ♪ ♪ We're gonna say our goodbyes ♪ ♪ Strolling down my face ♪ ♪ My folks ain't too happy ♪ ♪ They look at me and say ♪ ♪ Sam, we've lived here for too damn long ♪ ♪ You can take us on a holiday ♪ ♪ Take us with you, baby ♪ ♪ Now, what's with you career-wise these days, Guy?

Whatever it is, it's obviously paying too well to be legal.

On the contrary.

I don't have to deal in funny money to make a living.

I spotted a niche in the market, didn't I?

Well, I got the idea in Florence, actually.

This guide told me how people like Leonardo da Vinci-- cheers, good health-- had, like, workshops with wannabe painters in them, you know, working their trade, copying, filling in backgrounds, working to order, working regular.

So I set up, like, my own art factory.

Hi, Sandra.

SANDRA: Hi, Guy.

How's it going?

Great.

Yeah, lovely.

What a brilliant idea.

Well, couldn't go wrong, could I?

What, guaranteed original paintings at affordable prices and different, every one.

What exactly do you mean?

I mean, each one's personally executed by an artist.

Painting what?

Well, Ginger, the subjects are given.

Just wanna watch out for that signature bump.

Don't make it too different.

All right.

The sort of thing people can live with, from 70 to 700 apiece, according to size.

They go like a bomb.

Ah, my favorite.

How are you, Olivia?

- Fine.

- May I take her away from you?

- You may.

Not too attached?

Thank you very much.

All right, man.

How are we doing on this one?

It's selling like you wouldn't believe.

She thinks it's her eyes.

I think it's her tits.

You know, I'd say it's her ass myself.

And you shouldn't be looking at her tits, Tim.

You should be cooking my books.

All right.

I thought we were talking about art.

We are.

I'm a patron, like the Medicis.

You'll be happy to know, next week, we're doing another still life-- John the Baptist's head on a plate.

All right, all right.

I'm using them to make money.

I don't deny it.

But I am paying them a living wage to practice their craft.

I mean, I take every single one straight out of art college.

Well, that's something, I suppose.

Yes, it makes it worse.

They're glad of the money, I can tell you.

If that's all they want, they'd do better to go on the streets, because that's what you're doing to them-- turning them into prostitutes.

Oh, come on, that's a bit-- You're just an artistic pimp, Guy Curran.

WOMAN 1: Really, Tessa, you're going too far.

WOMAN 2: No, she's not.

She's right.

If that's your idea of bettering yourself, it would be pathetic if it weren't so obscene.

Don't you call me obscene, you adulterous old cow!

Oh, stop it!

Just stop it!

Curran!

Leo!

TESSA: Leonora!

GUY: Leo!

TESSA: Darling.

Darling.

I never meant that, Leo!

I never meant any of that.

TESSA: Haven't you done enough harm?

Listen, it was bad enough gatecrashing Leonora's birthday party without ruining everything.

- For God's sakes!

Get out, all right?

You're gonna upset me in a minute.

Robin, all right.

Listen, Leo.

Leave her alone-- Just shut up, will you, please?

(WHISPERING) Listen, Leo.

I'm really sorry it all went sideways.

I never meant for any of this to happen.

I've only come for your birthday today to-- well, to give you this.

100 grand?

How to put a lady in your power in one easy lesson.

Thank you, Robin.

What's this for?

It's for the flat, darling.

Look, I know you can't afford it.

I won't even notice it.

Please take it.

This is outrageous.

It's a magnificent offer.

LEONORA: Look, I can't accept this, Guy.

Why not?

Look, I just can't!

I can't!

I just-- everybody, go away and leave me alone!

Oh, my god.

You know which way the door is.

What were you doing there?

How many times, Celeste?

I went to her birthday party to give her my present.

Which was?

Oh, come on.

Don't be so coy with me.

- Excuse me.

- What was it?

What did you give her?

What?

A flat.

It's not funny.

Now, I know you shouldn't have gone.

Well, to my mind, that should have been us.

You know, this is getting really boring because this is turning into one of those circular arguments which always seems to revolve around Leonora.

GUY: It wasn't exactly like I gatecrashed the royal tea party.

I've had better sandwiches on the train.

How was the cake?

A bit off, like her mother.

Anyway, I was shown to the door before we blew out the candles, so I didn't exactly have a chance to have my cake and eat it, if you know what I mean.

She really brings out the masochist in you, doesn't she?

It was hardly her fault.

According to you, it never is.

No, I walked right into it, didn't I?

CELESTE: How?

Well, I was banging on about the studio, telling them how much money I'd made, showing off.

Couldn't help it.

I thought I was beating them at their game.

But I realized I don't know what their game is, and they just hate me.

I knew things were going wrong when that little shit, Robin, started taking a piss.

And what did Leonora do?

Yeah, well, what could Leonora do?

What, defend you?

Against her family?

It's not her nature.

Evidently not.

Look, you don't know the Mandevilles.

They're the family from hell, put her under a lot of pressure.

Magnus was drunk, so he's even more of a lunatic.

Anthony's out of control.

And Tessa, well, they broke the mold when they made that bitch.

- GUY: You know what she called me?

What?

An artistic pimp.

I dread to think what you called her.

I wasn't very pleasant, I seem to remember.

Actually, I can't remember what I called her.

I said something else.

Started screaming, going crazy.

All hell broke loose.

And Leonora burst into tears.

How do you do that?

I'm beginning to form a very clear picture of her.

- Are you?

- Yeah, I am.

Are you really?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go and have a bath.

And then I'm going to put on something very revealing and chic.

And then you're going to take me somewhere totally expensive.

And then?

And then I'm going to spend lots of your money on champagne and beluga.

And then?

And then I'm going to go back to my flat that I own in my car that I bought.

You can have a lift if you want to.

And that is getting somewhere near what I call a relationship.

Or you can wait till next Saturday lunchtime.

It's your choice.

Hi, Guy.

Leonora, how are you?

- I'm fine.

- Uh-huh.

What are you drinking?

Orange juice.

Have a real drink.

No, I'm fine.

Time once we used to knock back the brandy.

That was then.

What, and this is now?

Mm-hmm.

I'll have another orange juice now, and a large vodka and tonic for me.

Cheers.

♪ Guy.

You know, somewhere in the world, there are orange groves.

So let's go there today.

I'll buy a boat.

You know I can.

Honestly, we'll sail off across the world, you and me, into the sunset, because, Leo, I notice when we're together, we're-- we're invincible.

It's you and me-- - Guy.

--against the world.

Guy, Guy.

I want you to stop thinking about me like that.

And it's a romantic fantasy.

It's got absolutely nothing to do with the world we actually live in.

Yeah, but I think of you in every way possible a man can think about the woman that he loves, as unique, clever, gifted, as my wife, as the mother of my children, to grow old with me, share all my worldly possessions with me, and me being as much in love with you in 50 years' time as I am now.

And that's what I think about you.

If you can tell me otherwise a man can think about the brightest star in his heaven, then I'll will do those, too.

Now please tell me that satisfies you.

Satisfy me?

It isn't a question of satisfying me.

Who is he?

What?

Who is he?

I saw you with him last Tuesday, Thursday.

He's not big.

Where did you meet him?

You've no right to question me, Guy.

Oh, come on.

Where did you meet him?

At university.

At university?

Mm-hmm.

I bumped into him again about six months ago.

So this is after you got back from teacher training?

Yeah.

What is he to you?

We've been seeing each other a lot since then.

I like him very much.

What's that supposed to mean?

Exactly what I say it means.

You know, William is becoming important to me, and I am to him.

So you've been going out with him all the time you've been seeing me, right?

Is he your lover?

Does it matter?

Is he your lover?

LEONORA: Yes.

Yes, of course he is.

- I don't believe it.

- Why not?

Aren't I attractive enough to have a lover?

I'm only 23.

I'm not bad-looking.

No, you're beautiful.

I mean him.

I mean, look at him.

What's he got?

Sandy-haired, fiddle face.

Has he got any money?

You don't have to answer that.

I can see he hasn't got any money.

You aren't going out with a poverty-stricken dwarf.

I mean, what's he got to turn you on?

His conversation.

What, just his conversation?

Well, apart from anything else, he's the most interesting man I've ever met.

What, and I'm boring, am I?

No, no, that is not what I said.

It's just that you're not as interesting as William.

Not-- not just you.

No one is.

You know, I fell in love with William-- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

You're telling me you're in love with him?

I am.

Leonora, please don't tell me you're in love with him, all right?

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Lie?

What, and you go to bed with this dwarf for his conversation?

Is that what you're telling me?

I know you want to make it sound ridiculous, but yes, oddly enough, in a way, I do.

WAITRESS: The table's ready when you are, Mr. Curran.

♪ You know, we should have a decent meal for once.

I don't like you paying for me as it is.

Rachel been bending your ear again, has she?

One of the many things we agree about.

Sour grapes in her plate, I'd say.

Anyway, I'm not objectifying you by buying you lunch.

That's jargon, innit?

- Sexism has got nothing to do with it.

The point is I'm earning serious money and you're not.

Look, I know you hate what I do for a living.

You don't actually know what I do.

You don't live in the world the rest of us do because-- well, because you're an intellectual.

You think everyone's got your taste.

Everyone knows what's good and what isn't good.

You can't understand there are ordinary people out there.

They just want ordinary, pretty things in their homes that they can look at, that they can appreciate, that they can feel touched by.

It's not pretentious or phoney.

I'll tell you what it is.

Before, I had no money.

And now I've got too much.

And that's it, innit?

Guy, I don't like any of the things you do for a living, but that is just a part of it.

Well, you're gonna tell me the rest, are you?

I mean, you tell me why you fancy this dwarf.

You haven't actually told me why you don't fancy me-- anymore, that is, considering you did once.

I was 15, Guy.

It was eight years ago.

Still, I was your first.

And a woman told me once, a woman always loves her first best.

Oh, no, not that sexist rubbish.

And if you call William a dwarf again, I shall leave.

LEONORA: Thanks.

GUY: Mind if I smoke?

LEONORA: You always do.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't if you minded.

Oh, Guy, you don't have to ask.

Don't you think I know you by now?

All right.

I'll have a brandy, a large one, please, love.

Cheers.

Please don't let us quarrel, Guy.

What's happening to us?

Nothing's happened to us.

We're still friends, aren't we?

Look, I'd like us to be friends always.

Friends.

Friends like you and Rachel.

How is she, by the way?

How is Rachel and Robin?

How's Robin and Mummy and Daddy and Stepmummy and Stepdaddy?

How are they?

Still making mature second marriages now?

Old enough to know that I'm bleeding mad-- darling, please.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I lost it.

I'm sorry.

Why are you such a fool, Guy Curran?

Because I love you, Leonora.

I know you do.

I wish you didn't!

You know, I think if you knew what a hassle this is for me, the way you go on and on, the way you never leave me alone, you know, I wonder what if you just give up, Guy?

- I'll never give up.

- Well, you have to one day.

GUY: Why would I have to give up?

You see, you wouldn't really be here if you didn't really love me.

I'm very fond of you.

This William, you're not in love with him.

You're infatuated with him.

- Oh.

Because you know, in your heart of hearts, you're in love with me.

Otherwise, why would you be seeing me?

Why would you be ringing me?

Why would you be talking to me?

Guy, I only do it now because-- oh, let's not get into that.

No, let's get into that right now.

You only do it now because-- Because I know how you feel.

At least I try to.

And-- and I feel responsible because-- because I did make promises and whatever to you when we were kids.

But oh, god, Guy, you're on my conscience.

Don't you see?

And there's another reason.

It's because I hope-- well, you know, I hoped-- I had this idea that I could convince you that we could be friends.

And that's how it would have been by this time, with you agreeing to be my friend-- well, you know, our friend, William's and mine.

You see, I can see it all now because somebody's told you something, haven't they?

Somebody said something about me to you, haven't they?

Turn you around, twist you about.

What is it?

What, I'm a Philistine?

Is that it?

I'm a low-life.

I'm not good enough for you.

That's it, innit?

I'm grown up, Guy.

I make up my own mind.

It's William, right?

I bet they're over the moon about William!

I bet he's the first favorite with a lot of your family.

Yes!

They like him!

And I'm very glad they do because William and I are going to get married.

Yeah, but it's not him, is it?

I mean, if I thought it was him, I'd kill him.

Don't be ridiculous!

I don't want to hear about him anyway.

It's just an excuse.

Any man but me!

- Right.

It's just an excuse-- where are you going?

Wait, wait.

Then come-- I just want to know why!

I want to know who's been telling you things about me because they're not true!

It's all lies!

I'll find out!

You know I will!

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