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Not bad.

You want some?

No, it's a bit early.

Your head looks better.

Let me cook you some eggs, huh?

No, really. You don't have to.

Oh f*** it. The least I can do

is make you some breakfast.

Another beautiful day.

- Mills is taking a swim.

- M...

So how do you like 'em?

Oh, er... Scrambled.

F***ed up eggs coming right up.

F***ed up eggs. F*** it.

Where's, erm, Julia?

[French speech].

She likes to sleep in.

Good morning, sleepy head.

Me and Rich are gonna head into town and

get some spice for the barbecue.

You don't mind if I take the car, do you?

Did you need it to write?

Camilla.

What do you think you're doing, hmm?

What?

I thought they were gonna stay

for one night, yeah?

They are.

Mills. Mills, we don't even know

who these people are.

Oh, this is ridiculous. I wanted us...

What did you want?

- I wanted to spend some time with you.

- Well, that was working out.

It's just for a couple of days, okay.

- Rich, you ready?

- Ready when you are.

- Morning.

- Sh*t. Sorry.

Sorry, I didn't mean to...

I just wanted to grab my...

It's okay.

I have to get up.

I'll just be down by the pool so erm...

help yourself to food.

Yeah, anyway.

Don't you miss home?

Not really.

I mean, maybe if I had a family, I would.

Why didn't you settle down and have kids?

Sorry, it's too personal.

No, it's fine.

Well, it never really crossed my mind,

except when other people started asking

questions.

Sorry.

No, I'm kidding.

I mean, sure the chicks I was seeing

started talking.

I just never really got involved in the

conversations.

That's a wise move.

Well., maybe.

Hello Paul.

Are you disturbed?

No. No, no. No, I'm... fine.

As far as I can tell, people change their

minds every single day

so the idea of spending 60 years with one

person, kind of passed me by.

You're very forthright.

- Hey, you asked.

- No, I like it.

You know what we were talking about

earlier, about kids.

I did... I did get pregnant

about six months ago.

But I lost it.

That sucks.

Yeah.

- You okay about it?

- Yes.

It's just weird, you know.

We should get going, I think.

You know, a girl told me she'd had an

abortion of mine once,

well, after the fact.

I was kind of relieved she didn't even ask

me or I think I may have had some kind of

'knight in shining armour' response.

C'est la vie.

Hey, I just had a terrific idea.

Let's go.

Merci.

Paul.

Sit.

Please.

How's it going?

Oh, slowly today.

And there are people who can do that;

spend so much time

in a little mental world.

Yeah, it's alright.

Are you pissed off we're staying?

Oh no, no, no.

It's okay. You can tell me.

I think my wife would kill me.

It's... It's nice you being here.

We were getting a bit restless.

- Are you sure?

- Hmm.

You wanna take a swim?

Maybe later.

Paul.

Hey.

How are you doing, mon petit...

- It's for me?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

- It looks good.

Hi.

You scared me.

What's this?

Promise you won't get mad.

Oh no, no, no.

We're not going on the river.

It was Richard's idea.

- You know I don't like boats. I...

- I want to see.

We go here?

I love that.

You're gonna love it, man.

Get me a beer and we're ready to go.

For f*** sake.

I've got another message from Sarah.

Tom was cheating on her for eight months.

Uh-huh.

What a bastard.

Married for a year and he

starts cheating on her.

I should give her a call.

I never thought he was right for her.

I should have trusted my instinct.

So how's it coming along?

It's heating up.

Now that's a picture.

You want a hand?

Beer alarm.

Well, oh, I like an alcohol routine.

You want one?

Yeah, sure.

Well, cheers.

Cheers.

I'm sorry, man.

What about?

Mills told me about your losing the baby

and all.

I'm sorry about that.

- She told you about that?

- Yeah.

That must really suck.

Yeah.

You know, I was telling Mills,

a girlfriend of mine once got herself

in a situation...

I'd rather not talk about it.

- Okay, sure.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry, man.

I'm not kidding.

This f***ing dude would not quit.

I mean he kept coming over, what was it,

every half hour or so;

sitting on the grass, chatting away.

You know, 'Je suis' this, 'Je suis'

f***ing that.

The guy had f***ing mirrors on the insides

of his shades.

Anyhow, long story short. As we're packing

up, he asks for Julie's number.

My God! What did you say?

I just laughed.

Mills, you're smoking a lot.

You just put one out a second ago.

Didn't you say anything?

No, I mean this guy was like 19 or

something.

You know, and Julie let him down real nice

and gentle like.

Anyhow, as he's walking away, you know,

dragging his ego behind him,

he stops and he looks me straight in the

eye and he says,

- "Vieillard."

- What does that mean?

It means 'Old man'.

You know, I kind of figured he missed an

opportunity and he could have said,

- you know, 'Dirty vieillard.'

- Yeah.

Pardon.

So I'm just saying we love the people who

make us feel good about ourselves.

That's why we love 'em.

So you look at relationships. I mean,

look at us; look at you.

You know, why are you with each other?

Are you with each other

'cause you love the other person or 'cause

they make you feel good about us...?

What is it, hmm?

Stop being a dick. You're being rude.

I'm not being rude. I'm just being honest.

Why does it matter?

Well...

Think back, yeah, to when you were what,

say, I don't know, 25.

She was five, six.

Yeah? It's pretty f***ing weird

when you look at it like that, isn't it?

Yes, it is pretty f***ing weird

if you look at it like that.

But I don't.

And I'm not six anymore.

Well, hey, I certainly hope not.

I mean, what about when he's all old

and wrinkly and you're in the,

you know, the prime of your life and you

wanna go skiing, or hand gliding, or...

- Hand gliding.

- What?

I don't want to go skiing.

You know, that guy at the pool,

he probably thought you were her father.

I mean, it's not his fault he got the

wrong impression.

Look at her. She's a great looking girl.

I think you need to lay off the whisky.

Oh, f*** off.

If you can smoke so much,

I'm allowed a few drinks.

Oh, come on. Come on, everyone lighten

up.

For f*** sake, you don't even know when

to stop, do you?

Oh yeah, once again I'm the f***ing bad

guy, huh.

Excuse me.

You okay?

I'm so sorry.

He's just had too much to drink.

Ah, f*** it. You know, we all do that from

time to time.

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

Sleep well.

Goodnight.

You don't have to apologise for me.

Sometimes you're such an arse.

They're our guests and there's no need to

be so bloody rude.

What? I was...

I was just having a bit of fun.

You're lucky Richard is so understanding.

If I was him, I would have...

Oh, you'd have what?

I'm going to bed.

You can clean this mess up.

I wanna sleep.

Paul!

Come on!

I should be pissed off with you too.

What reason have you got to be angry with

me?

Oh now, let me think, huh?

(a) I didn't realise your miscarriage

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