Excuse me. I'm sorry. I'm just gonna...
Okay.
Wow.
Now I can't even hold your hand in public.
This just keeps getting better.
- Tim... - No, I understand.
We're out in public,
you might see someone you know, blah, blah, blah.
I know the drill.
- Yes, there's that. - I get it.
It's been that way for a few weeks now, so...
- I'm just being careful. - Yeah, very careful.
Wouldn't you be?
I mean, if you had as much to lose as I do?
What is that again? Go on. Remind me.
Really? You want a list?
Sure! Yeah.
While we're waiting for our crab dip.
Your crab dip.
You're not having any, then?
No, actually, I'm not really feeling that well.
Oh,
I'm sorry. D... do you want to go?
No, I don't want to go.
I'm happy just being here with you.
Okay.
Don't worry about the, uh, the other thing. I mean,
listing all of the... the...
- Stuff I'm risking, you mean? - Yes. Yes, I was... I was only kidding.
No, you weren't.
I'm risking my whole everything, my life.
Your life?
The life I'm leading, my marriage, my kids.
Stepkids. Come on.
You used to be their nanny, so you're not exactly their mum.
Call them whatever you want.
They're still kids, and I love them and raise them, so...
You know how close we live to here,
- so I'm just being smart. - I get it.
You don't have to explain.
You know I wanna be here.
You know that.
Tim.
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
So do I.
Yeah, I mean...
That's pretty obvious, right?
Yeah.
It is.
Good.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Everything look all right?
Yes. Thanks. Can I get a...
No?
Americans.
They're a pretty rude bunch, aren't they?
Yeah, well, that's kind of a generalization, right?
Yeah. Kind of.
Kind of just happens to be true.
And if you had to generalize about the English,
- what would you say? - Oh-ho, the English.
Ahh.
Stupid, I guess.
- Really? - Yeah.
At least I am.
I'm stupid.
Stupid for ever believing that we had a chance.
No, you're not.
This is just...
This is just impossible.
That's not true!
This is a lot of things, but it's not impossible.
Hard,
difficult, yes. It's... it's definitely that, but it's not impossible.
Try telling your mother that.
Wow! Straight for the jugular.
Very good.
Ooh.
Mmm.
- It's pretty good, actually. - Really?
- Here. Try some. - No.
I'm not feeling that great, actually.
Do you... do you feel sick?
A little bit.
Well, I didn't realize that. I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Makes sense, then,
I mean, not having the...
the crab dip. Seafood on a bad stomach and all that.
Yeah.
You should have said something.
- I would have ordered something completely different. - Tim, I'm fine.
Really.
Let's just talk about something else.
Go for it.
Fine.
You excited to get back home?
Seriously?
I just... I just meant for the holidays.
I want to be here...
with you.
I want you to
leave your husband and run away with me.
So... so, no.
I'm not that excited about hot toddies
- back in London with my mum. - All right. Fine.
Bad topic.
Let's try another one.
- Let's try another one. - Yeah. Great.
- I'll pick it. - All right.
Us.
How about that one?
What are the chances I can get you
to make me and you
an "us"?
You don't love this guy. You can't.
You don't. I know you don't.
That's very ungrateful of you to say, you know?
I mean,
he took you in and let you stay with us for the whole semester.
- He didn't have to do that. - He was my mom's boyfriend in college,
okay? He's just doing it as a favor to her. That's all.
It's got nothing to do with me or you.
Listen.
I didn't expect to meet you.
I didn't expect to meet anyone here.
Not anyone that I was...
- Forget it. - That you were what?
- You can say it. - Why?
What's the point now?
It's nice to hear it once in a while.
Well,
you've got him to say it to you now, right?
That's the choice you've made.
Your husband, Stanley.
It wasn't easy.
Fine.
But that's who you picked, isn't it?
I decided to stay in my marriage, yes.
Got it.
What number is this for him again?
Because I forget. His second or his third?
That's not funny.
- Second. - Really?
'Cause that's not what I heard.
Yes, he was briefly, but
- he had an annulment. - Ah.
Ever the lawyer.
Why do you hate him so much?
- 'Cause he's got you! - And if he didn't?
I mean, seriously, Tim.
If I said, "okay, let's do it,"
what's... what's the actual plan here?
What do you mean? We...
we just run away together.
Us, we could...
I'd like us to go back to England.
Back there, we could...
We could what? Stay with your mom?
No. I don't live with her.
I was kidding.
But where would we live?
In Canterbury?
You have a dorm or what?
No, I... I have a flat.
With roommates. It's... it's a room in a flat.
I see.
"I see"?
Would that not be enough?
- I was just asking. - No, but now I'm asking you.
Would that not be enough?
Living with me like that?
Look, I know he
gets you lots of stuff,
all right, lots of things.
But, you know, those... those are just...
- those are just... - Very nice things.
Is that what you want?
"Things"?
I thought I did.
Until now.
- You mean... - Yes.
Since I met you, since...
since we started to talk and laugh and...
everything.
Everything, indeed.
In his house.
I'm just saying. That's all.
Bridgette, this isn't some small,
little decision,
you know. This is going to impact us for the rest of our lives.
I know.
- What? And you're choosing him? - Him, them, all of it. Yes.
I don't know what else to do.
In any sort of realistic terms, it's my only choice.
No.
No, it's not.
You could pick love.
We should order.
I thought you weren't hungry. I thought you were sick.
I didn't say I was sick. I said I felt sick.
I'm pregnant.
Hi.
So...
How's your burger?
Who cares about the fucking burger, Bridgette?
Sorry, I didn't mean that.
- I was just being nice. - I know, I know. It's my fault.
- Forgive me. - Don't worry about it.
- I got to get going soon anyway. - Please don't.
This is the last time I'm going to see you.
- Yeah, I know. - Alone, I mean.
I know, but the girls are gonna be ready soon.
Wait just a few more minutes.
Please.
Sure.
Burger okay? Your salad?
Yeah, it's...
He's such a nice guy.
It's hard to believe he pours water for a living.
What time is your flight?
Uh, I don't remember. It's later, I think.
It's early evening.
Stanley's taking you?
Yes, he is.
Handsome and charming
and giving Stanley Murphy is taking me to L.A.X.
I take it you and the girls aren't coming, right?
Obviously.
- Airport's a real hassle that time of day. - I get it.
- That's totally fine. - Thank you.
Sorry.
So then, who's the father?
I don't understand how any of that
stuff work, is there even a way of telling,
- a test or something like that? - Once it's born, yes.
Great.
Sorry.
So then...
- What the plan? - What do you mean?
Just that.
You're staying with him, right, so is this the reason?
Is it his? I'm just asking.
But is that the reason why you won't come with me?
- No. - You're sure?
Tim, I can't come with you because I made a commitment here.
And because you're 20 years old.
- I'm almost 21. - Whatever. You're very young.
And so am I, I guess,
but I'm old enough to be married and pregnant.
- That's bullshit. - It's not bullshit!
Don't say that to me. I'm not one of those people,
someone who bullshits, all right?
So don't say that, because I don't appreciate it.
- Fine. - This is a choice.
It's a smart choice, and I'm making it,
and I'm sorry that that's not what you want.
And I'm sorry that I let things get so out of hand between us.
You know, I could tell him...
- Really easily. - I know you can.
Even tonight...
On the way to the plane, I'll just mention it.
I hope you don't do that to me.
We'll see what happens.
- Tim... - I won't. God, I'm not a complete...
But that's how I'm feeling here,
all right? I'm desperate.
I'm in love with you, Bridgette.
Seriously.
- I love you. - I know.
I know you do.
- And? - And what?
- You want me to say it, too? - Yeah.
Yeah, I guess I do.
It won't change anything.
And I'll lie if anyone asks.
But, yes, I do.
I love you, too, Tim.
Well, then do something about it.
- I can't. - You won't!
- Fine! I won't! - Fuck!
- That fucking sucks! - I know it does.
We really could run away together, you know.
- We could. - I don't want to!
God...
If I leave him, I'm walking out the front door,
but I'm not leaving him I told you that, Tim.
Yeah, but you're thinking about it, aren't you?
I... I can tell.
Well, then good for you.
Wait, wait.
Can't we just...
I said I'd be gone for an hour. I'm way over that.
Bridgette, Bridgette, please.
I mean, is there something else we can say here, Tim?
- Seriously. - The baby.
It's not a baby yet.
- Well, that's a matter of opinion, I believe. - Whatever.
Is there absolutely no way of telling if it's mine?
I don't mean before I go, but there must be a test!
Not that I know of.
Well, will you look into it, then, for me, please?
Please!
Sorry.
I'm sorry, but...
I want to know.
- Why? - "Why"?!
Because it matters.
If it's mine.
I honestly don't know what to do.
You know you could always come with me.
I... I know that sounds idiotic, but
- I'm serious. - Not idiotic. Just
not very practical.
You know, we have the national health service.
They take good care of...
- I think that'd be the least of our worries. - Yeah.
Probably so.
Careful.
You might see someone you know, right?
You know you'll never find anyone else like me, right?
- I won't be looking. - Yes. Yes, you will.
You're bad.
I'm just smart...
- For a 20-year-old. - Yeah.
For one of those.
Can I e-mail you still or text you?
Let's just see how it goes.
- Which means "no." - Probably.
- God. - I'm sorry. It's just too...
No, I get it. I get it I mean,
you could start an account for me,
- just a Hotmail... - Let's just see how it goes, okay?
Fine.
I'll bet this is my kid,
which scares the living shit out of me, but...
I'll bet it is.
It could be. Quite possibly, yeah. Yeah.
Well, unless you've been...
Yes, there was the one time. Yes,
- I did once, all right? - Oh.
So, it could possibly be... I don't know.
There's no way to tell right now.
But you... but you probably think it's mine.
- I didn't say that. - I know, but one and...
- and one time, and you and I, we did it, like... - I know.
Lots. I know.
Exactly. Lots.
You know, I'd rather not think about that right now,
- if that's okay. - What?
- Me and you together? - No, not that.
- The birth father. If that's all right with you. - Oh, yeah. I got it. It's fine.
Apparently I'm leaving anyway,
- so what difference... - Yeah, that's what they say.
Hey, unless...
unless you want to talk me out of it.
You know, I think I'd have a heart attack
if you didn't leave today.
Honestly, Tim, don't miss your plane or something.
I'd seriously pee my pants...
Yeah, I got it, I got it. I'll leave. I promise.
Thank you!
And I'll do my best not to blurt out
that I'm in love with you while he's dropping me off.
As long as he doesn't bring up
another story about him and my mum.
I'm deadly serious.
If he does that, I'm not responsible for what I say if that happens.
I'm not fucking joking!
One more story about them
hanging out at Glastonbury, and I'll fucking snap!
I will.
That was good.
Lemon, refreshing.
Why do you do that?
You order dessert when you're ready to leave.
Your face.
What does that mean?
The way you were looking at me when I said I needed to leave.
The way you were staring at me, I just...
I couldn't go yet.
I see. Pity.
No.
Yes, something like that.
- Great. - Hey.
You got me for 10 more minutes. Don't complain.
Well, that's true.
Okay, then.
But we hardly even spoke a word.
It doesn't matter.
It was still nice.
Yeah.
Yeah, it was.
Listen, Tim...
Oh, that's...
I'll get it. It's my treat.
- I asked to meet you, so... - No, that's all right.
Why? Because I'm a student
- and you have more credit cards than me? - No!
- Just... - Yes,
because I have money, and you're traveling.
Well, I have these dollars. I got to get rid of them anyway.
You can exchange them at the airport.
No. No, no, no. It's fine. Seriously.
Let me just take care of it!
Some other time you can...
What other time?
When?
What are you talking about? This is it! Right now!
Good one.
- Thanks. - I'm sorry.
That was unnecessary.
- Yeah, it kind of was. - Yeah, well,
why did you even tell me about being pregnant?
I don't know. I guess... I just I figured you...
What? In case 20 years from now,
some kid is at my doorstep
asking if he can spend the semester abroad with me?
Huh?
Payback's a bitch right?
Wait.
- Wait. What? - Nothing.
No, but...
- what are you saying? - I'm not saying anything.
Yeah, no, but you're not... are you...
- Are you saying that Stanley's your... - I don't know.
You don't know, or you won't tell me?
I don't know who my dad is.
All right? Neither does my mom.
- So she says. - Oh, god.
Please tell me that I haven't been cheating
on my husband with his son.
Just tell me that.
Tim.
- Your guess is as good as mine. - Ugh.
Yeah, it's all very "Mamma Mia!", don't you think?
Shit.
- Fuck. - Exactly.
Yeah, well, you could have told me.
Yeah.
Yeah, you know what? I guess I could've.
- Any change? - No.
You earned every penny.
Gee, thanks.
My pleasure.
Good luck in your career as a twat.
Hey, don't take this out on everyone else, please.
I'm not.
He deserved that.
Yeah, maybe.
And me? What do I deserve?
I guess exactly what you got coming to you...
a life sentence with Stanley
and a kid that you're never gonna love.
- That's not true. - Maybe so.
Whoever the father is, I'm still gonna love this baby.
Is it a baby yet? I thought there was still some
- debate about that. - When it's born, I mean.
Oh, so you're planning on having it? You do plan on keeping it?
- Maybe. I think so. - Yeah?
- You sure? - I don't know!
- I'm thinking about it! - Okay.
You just...
You just let me know whenever you
make up your mind. You can just
drop me a text or a call or an e-mail or some shit.
I don't like this side of you, Tim.
Neither do I.
I must get it from my dad.
Whomever that may be.
Look...
I'm sorry about everything.
No, you're not.
If you are...
... then come with me
right now and get on a plane.
Don't go back there
to him.
- Tim... - Please.
You know I can't.
I won't.
Fine.
Tim. I do love you.
Well, that's great.
You make sure you tell my son or my daughter.
Jesus Christ, can you just...
can you just sit down for a second?
I thought you had to get going so badly.
I do. I just...
I want to say goodbye.
Yeah, well, don't worry about that.
You've said it pretty loud and clear.
Tim.
See you back at the house.
Oh, and
will you promise me something?
Okay.
If I can, I will.
Listen, if this is my child...
And I'm pretty sure women know if it's this guy's
or that guy's kid... I mean,
if they get themselves in this sort of situation, so...
Hey, if it is my kid,
if you look into your heart and really think about it,
and at the end of it,
you're pretty sure it's mine and not his kid,
then do me a favor.
- Please. - What?
Kill it.
Go to a doctor and kill it for me.
Entirely up to you,
of course, but as far as I'm concerned,
I'd rather deal with it now.
And if this is how it's going to be
with me and you, then...
We might as well just get it over with.
It's better for everybody.
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No. No, no, no, no.
You wanted this, didn't you, hmm?
So I couldn't get mad, couldn't lose my cool.
Well, let me tell you something.
I'm not even gonna raise my voice.
- I promise. - I'd appreciate that.
Of course you would.
You like things easy. Always have. No fuss, no mess.
I don't know if that's true.
I don't think you have to agree with me
for me to feel that way.
I think I can feel however the fuck I want to,
and that's just my fucking opinion!