- I have met a new friend, a man.
- As in a boyfriend?
- Well, yes.
(laughing) - What?
- Bloody hell, Mom, you dark horse.
- Hey, why didn't you tell us?
- Well, I'm telling you now.
(chuckling) I, you know, didn't want to say anything until I was sure of my feelings.
- So you mean you're in love?
- Nat, for God's sake.
- Shush, shush for a minute, who is this person?
What's his name, this lover boy?
- His name is Mark and he's a retired doctor, a surgeon, actually.
(tense music) - Dad's only been gone a year.
- It's over 18 months.
- Oh, what did you expect, her to sit around mourning for the rest of her life?
- No, that's not what I'm saying.
I just think you'd be- - Well, Dad wouldn't have minded.
- Well, he's not here to say, is he?
- No, we just want her to be happy.
- We only scattered his ashes in March.
- Oh Jake, shut up.
- He just died in February.
Why should I shut up?
- Dad would be perfectly okay with mom moving on.
- I don't think he would be.
- I don't care what your father would have thought.
God, he was no angel.
(chuckling) - What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing, nothing, it's just that, look, this is not about your dad.
It's about me.
- Hello?
- Oh my god, that's him.
- What?
- What?
- It's Mark.
- What do you mean?
- He's coming tonight?
- Up here!
- Oh, he's got a key.
- What the?
- Sorry, I'm a bit early.
(Vivien chuckling)
