Love Actually Page #6

It is what it is, and...

Sort of there being no parents now,

and us being over here,

it's my job to keep an eye on him.

I mean, not my job.

Obviously I'm-I'm glad to do it.

That's okay.

I mean, life is full

of interruptions and complications.

So...

[Cell Phone Ringing]

Will it make him better?

No.

Then maybe...

don't answer?

[Ringing Continues]

Hey. How you doin'? Mm.

Right, right.

Oh, no. Oh, please. Oh, please.

Please, please don't, little darling.

L... Between the two of us,

we'll find the answer,

and it won't hurt anymore.

No, no.

No, I'm-I'm-I'm... I'm not busy.

Of course, if you want me

to come over, I will.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

That was a good night,

except I felt fat.

Don't be ridiculous.

Oh, it's true.

Nowadays, the only clothes

I can get into...

were once owned

by Pavarotti.

I always think Pavarotti

dresses very well.

[Chuckles]

Mia's very pretty.

Is she?

You know she is, darling.

Be careful there.

Have you been watching

stuff on TV?

Yeah.

Every night.

Oh, good.

And every day.

The nurses are trying to kill me.

Nobody's trying

to kill you, babe.

Thank you.

Don't do that, my darling.

Thank you.

Don't do that.

Right. Back at 3:00.

Christmas shopping...

never an easy or a pleasant task.

Are you gonna get me something?

Uh...

I don't know. I hadn't thought.

Where's Sarah, by the way?

She couldn't make it in today.

Family thing.

There's a word for "hangover"

I've never heard before.

- See you later.

- Yes. Looking forward to it.

[Softly]

A lot.

So, are you gonna

give me something?

I thought I made it clear

last night.

When it comes to me,

you can have everything.

So, um,

what do you need?

Something along

the stationery line?

Are you short of staplers?

No. I don't want

something I need.

I want something I want.

Something pretty.

Right.

Right.

Sorry I'm late.

Had to drop off Bernie at rehearsal.

Right. Well, listen,

you keep yourself occupied

for 10 minutes...

while I go and do the boring stuff

for our mothers.

How about this one?

Perhaps I'll think about it.

Thank you.

Looking for anything

in particular, sir?

Yes, um... That necklace there.

How much is it?

It's 270.

Um, all right.

Uh, I'll have it.

Lovely.

Would you like it...

gift-wrapped?

- Uh, yes. All right.

- Lovely.

Let me just

pop it in the box.

There.

Look, could we be quite quick?

Certainly, sir. Ready in

the flashiest of flashes.

- There.

- That's great.

Not quite finished.

Look, actually,

l-I don't need a bag.

I'll just put it in my pocket.

- Oh, this isn't a bag, sir.

- Really?

This is so much more

than a bag.

Ooh!

Could we be

quite quick, please?

Prontissimo.

- What's that?

- It's a cinnamon stick, sir.

- Actually, I really, uh, can't wait.

- Oh, you won't regret it, sir.

Wanna bet?

'Tis but the work of a moment.

There we go.

Almost finished.

"Almost finished"?

What else can there be?

Are you gonna dip it in yogurt?

Cover it with chocolate buttons?

Oh, no, sir.

We're going to pop it

in the Christmas box.

- But I don't want a Christmas box.

- But you said you wanted it gift-wrapped.

- I did, but...

- This is the final flourish.

- Can I just pay?

- All we need now...

- Oh, God!

- Is a sprig of holly.

- No. No. No. No. No bloody holly.

- But, sir, the...

Leave it, leave it, just leave it.

Ooh!

Loitering around

the jewelry section, I see.

No.

- I was just looking around.

- Don't worry. My expectations

are not that high...

after thirteen years of Mr.

"Oh, But You Always Love Scarves."

Actually, I do love this one.

#[Man Singing, Indistinct]

Hey!

What are you doing here?

Had to rent out my flat

to pay for my ticket.

You're not actually

going ahead with this

genuinely stupid plan?

Yeah, I bloody am.

You think this backpack

is full of clothes?

Like hell it is.

It is chockablock full

of condoms.

Excellent, excellent.

Perfect. Keep that going.

[Clears Throat]

Look, um,

sorry to be, uh, a bit forward

and all that, but, uh,

you don't fancy going

for a Christmas drink, do you?

I mean, nothing... you know,

nothing implied at all.

Just, um, maybe sort of go

and see something Christmas-y

or-or-or-or something?

Uh, obviously, if you don't

want to, you don't have to.

I was just, you know...

I'm-I'm rambling now. Sorry.

No.

That would be lovely.

Oh! Great.

Yea!

You know,

that is really great.

Normally, I'm really shy

about this sort of thing.

Takes me ages to get

the courage up, so thank you.

#[Drums Bashing]

Explain to me again

why you're so late?

Oh, for heaven's sake, woman.

Can't a man have any secrets?

Hurry up. We've been

waiting for hours.

It's the first-ever preview.

# Childhood dreaming

is a thing of the past #

#Maybe you can bring us

some hope this year #

# Visions of sugar plums

have disappeared #

"It was a starry night

in ancientJerusalem...

and the babyJesus

was in his manger. "

Sherlock Holmes

is not a real detective.

I would like half-pint

of"churly."

I would like a one-day

travel card.

#All alone on Christmas #

#All alone on Christmas #

# Tell me

I've gotta know #

#Don't leave me alone #

You'll come back

a broken man.

Yeah.

Back broken...

from too much sex.

You are on the road

to disaster.

No. I am on shag highway,

heading west.

Farewell failure.

America, watch out!

Here comes Colin Frissell...

#And he's got a big knob #

Take me to a bar.

What kind of bar?

Just any bar.

Just your average American bar.

Can I help you?

Yes. I'd like

a Budweiser, please.

King ofbeers.

- One Bud coming up.

- Oh, my God.

- Are you from England?

- Yes.

Oh! That is so cute.

Hi, I'm Stacey.

Jeannie?

Yeah?

This is...

Colin.

Frissell.

Cute name.

Jeannie.

He's from England.

Yep. Basildon.

Oh.

Oh.

Wait till Carol-Anne gets here.

She's crazy about English guys.

[Stacey]

Uh-huh.

- Hey, girls.

- Carol-Anne, come meet Colin.

He's from England.

Well, step aside, ladies.

This one's on me.

- Hey, gorgeous.

- [Growls]

That is so funny.

What-What

do you call that?

Uh, bottle.

[With British Accent]

Bottle.

What about this?

Uh, straw.

Straw!

What about this?

Uh, table.

Table.

Oh. It's the same.

- Where are you staying?

- I don't actually know.

I guess I'll just

check into a motel,

like they do in the movies.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

That is so cute.

No, no, no. Listen.

This may be a bit pushy

'cause we just met you, but...

why don't you come back

and sleep at our place?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Um, well, I mean, you know,

if it's not too much

of an inconvenience.

Hell, no.

But there's one problem.

- What?

- Well, we're not the richest of girls,

you know, so we just have...

a little bed and no couch.

Oh.

So... you'd have to share

with all three of us.

And on this cold, cold night,

it's... gonna be crowded

and sweaty and stuff.

Yeah.

And we can't even afford pajamas.

No?

Which means...

we would be naked.

No. No, I think it'll be fine.

Good.

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