Happy Ever Afters Page #7

- Come on.

Hey, lads, lads, lads, lads, lads.

She's gonna do a song with you.

Go on, go on. Get up with the lads.

Come on, everybody.

They're gonna do a number. Come on.

[Up-tempo music starts]

Go on, go on, go on,

go on, go on, go on!

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Your mum's looking for you.

- Hello, Freddie.

I've paid for two weddings for you,

Freddie, boy. Two.

Do you know how much that is?

And my daughter is still single...

and living in my house.

Come here.

- Come on!

- Sh*t.

In here.

- I don't like him.

- Can't we talk about this?

- [Gasps]

- [Grunts]

Thought you could

get away from me, did you?

- Jesus...

- Hope you have you an idea.

Follow me. Follow me.

Right.

Shh.

Oh, don't lock me out.

I'm getting angry now, Freddie.

Where are you?

Come back!

Molly.

- Oh... Oh...

- You.

- You.

- [Screams]

Freddie!

Bye-bye, Freddie.

Freddie.

Oh, gosh.

Oh! Are you...

Are you OK?

- I'm fine.

- He should be locked up.

[# Singing Everybody Let's Party]

[Indistinct shouting]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything.

All that matters to me

is that you're happy and safe,

and I couldn't even do that.

- I've been a useless mother.

- No, you haven't.

I have. I haven't given you

anything you've needed.

You'd have been better off without me.

I'm gonna try harder, I mean it.

From today it'll be a new me.

I don't want you to change.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I like you just the way you are.

- Warts and all?

- Yeah, warts and all.

Mmm. [exhales]

Come on, let's go home.

Wait, wait. [laughing]

This is for you.

Thanks.

I wouldn't take it,

only we really need this.

You earned it.

Thank you for everything.

[Groans]

- Oh, no.

- Easy, fella.

He doesn't like me.

Best of luck to you two. I mean it.

- Bye, Molly.

- See you, Dad.

Come on.

[Molly] I'm looking forward

to going to bed.

We're going home.

OK.

It was nice to meet you.

You too.

Well... goodbye.

Bye.

Do you wanna get some breakfast?

My treat.

- What do you think?

- I could eat.

Great.

You know, I've two tickets to Italy

and hotel reservations.

The plane leaves at two.

Do you want them?

No, they're yours. You should go.

I suppose I could try and get

another ticket. We... We could all go.

What do you think?

He's a bit of a loony.

So are you.

[# Mick Flannery: Safety Rope]

Let's talk about it over breakfast.

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