Love Birds Page #4

What?

Yeah. You guys both look like

you could use the company.

Well, um...

Happy little penguin, are we?

Actually, it'd be really nice.

If you're still up for it.

Yeah. Sure.

Yeah, great.

Good. Worked out well.

Lovely. Well...

See you, then.

See you then... then.

Lovely.

OK.

'Bye.

'Bye.

See you, Doug.

Get you next time!

Susan?

Craig!

Hey.

Oh. Long time no see.

Yeah, yeah. It has been a while.

Zara, um, this is Craig.

Zara, hello,

Yeah, I caught up with Doug.

I'm so sorry to hear about you guys.

Yeah, well, it's been

on the cards for a while now.

Well, if you ask me, he was a fool

to let you slip through his fingers.

I'm off.

He's cute.

I heard that. Thank you.

Sorry.

Mind if I join you?

Ah, please. Help yourself.

Well...

Cheers.

Well, this is it.

Let's go.

OK. Now, no crapping

on the carpet, alright?

Mum! It's the loser duck guy.

Hi, Doug.

Hi.

I see you've already met my son, Taylor.

Your son.

He lost my communicator.

Uh...

You did?

Well... it was a misunderstanding.

He's mean.

Well, no. I'm sure

he didn't do it on purpose.

Course not.

No, I'm gonna get you a new one.

Whatever!

Come in. Come in.

Oh, hello.

That's Artie.

He's Taylor's friend.

Oh, OK,

Practically lives here.

He's a bit different,

but he's a good kid.

Shall I put that in the fridge?

Yes. Please.

It's chardonnay.

Ooh!

Favorite.

So, what are you building?

Is it a rock?

It's not a rock,

it's actually an asteroid.

It's NT7.

NT7.

You wouldn't understand.

I wouldn't?

It's an asteroid that's gonna

destroy the Earth in 2019.

It'll be the end of the world.

Really? Wow!

There's nothing we can do to stop it.

OK, then.

You're joking.

Ugh!

You're an idiot!

Hello, Brenda.

Hello, Brent.

You look like you could do with a drink.

Care to join me?

OK.

You can pet him. He won't bite.

Just, yeah, feel how soft

he is under there, look.

He's like a duck.

It is a duck, isn't it?

OK, you lot.

Dinner's ready.

There you go.

I've got a joke.

Oh?

Oh, yeah?

What do you call a guy

with a spade in his head?

Dunno.

Doug!

Very good.

Haven't actually heard that one before.

Really?

No.

Taylor... before it gets cold.

Mmm. That was great. Thank you.

Taylor...

Really into your

space stuff, aren't ya?

He gets it from me, I'm afraid.

I love space.

And movies about landing

on the moon and stuff.

Really?

I think there's something

kind of sexy about space.

When I was a kid I...

...had this romantic dream that

one day a spaceman

would come down in his rocket

and whisk me off to the moon.

The moon!

Yeah.

So what about the, uh, lack of gravity

and no air? That didn't put you off?

No. I don't know.

Having lived in Lewisham...

...same place all my life, I just wanted

to get as far away from there as I could.

You know, there were

no flights to the moon

and I heard that New Zealand

was the next best thing.

So... here I am.

Suppose it's nearly as far.

No!

Yes.

So do you ever think about

going back to the UK or...

Not really. Kinda settled here.

Taylor's a Kiwi, like his Dad is...

...was...

Oh, I've never left New Zealand.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

Wow. You must be the first

Kiwi I've met who hasn't travelled.

I'm just... not a fan of flying.

Sure.

But... Doug, he was just so content

for things to stay the same and...

...after a while that just gets a bit...

Boring!

Yes!

Well, here's to you, then.

Mmm, Me.

Ah, no, no. You've got to

make eye contact. Come on.

Otherwise it's seven years bad sex.

Well, we can't have

that now, can we?

Taylor seems a bit down about this

whole end-of-the-world asteroid thing.

Yeah, well.

He lost his dad when

he was six and, um...

...the counselor said that...

...the NT7 obsession was

his way of dealing with...

...his grief, really.

You know, if his dad can die,

then why can't the rest of us?

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

We'd separated a couple of years before

and I think he'd decided that, you know,

'happy families' wasn't really his thing.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

You didn't come here to

listen to my tragic sob stories.

It's not tragic.

Little bit.

Besides, I know what you mean.

Breaking up sucks.

Oh, yeah?

Susan left me 'cause my, uh...

my life was too small.

Yeah, she said I was stuck,

needed to change.

And do you?

Well, I thought my life was fine.

I've got a good job. Great mates.

Hmm.

I loved her,

thought she was the one.

But I guess there was something that

just wasn't working and I didn't see it.

Well, it's her loss.

You think?

Yeah.

Thank you.

I should get this duck home.

It's a bit late.

Yeah.

I should clear this mess up anyway.

Hey!

You're quite fond of him, aren't you?

Yeah, he is sort of growing on me.

I think it's nice to have

someone who relies on you.

At least Taylor doesn't crap on the floor.

No. Not anymore.

Mum, Artie's had a bad dream.

Can you come and sit with us?

Taylor...

It's alright. I'd better go anyway.

Thanks for dinner.

OK.

Mr. Gordon...

Yes, Taylor?

I already had a Dad.

I don't want another one.

Taylor...

It's OK.

No, it's not.

It's alright.

Taylor...

I'm so sorry. I...

Holly, it's fine. I'll, uh... see ya.

OK.

Morning, sunshine.

Morning.

Do you wanna grab

some breakfast somewhere?

Ah, no can do. Busy morning,

deals to close, you know.

Right.

So shall we, uh,

just catch up later then?

Why?

Oh... this was just

a bit of fun... wasn't it?

Oh! Yeah. Of course!

I mean, it was great fun.

So, have a shower,

grab what you want from the kitchen

and let yourself out, eh?

Oh, you'll be pleased to know...

Doug's actually moving on.

He's even talking about selling

his old house. Isn't life a hoot?

Welcome to

the wonderful world of singledom.

Is that kerosene?

Drastic measures are required.

Tight-arse Ray won't buy

a new mower till this one's had it.

Now, I've put sugar in the gas tank.

It's had no oil in it for months.

The beast won't die.

You're in a good mood!

Nobody likes a whistler, Doug.

How can you say that?

Whistling is a pure expression

of personal happiness.

Somebody's getting some!

Whoo-hoo!

Bomp-chicka-wow-wow, Dougie!

Leave it out!

No-one's getting anything.

So, when are you seeing her again?

It's funny you should ask that, actually.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Why?

Hey, mister. What's up?

Sweetheart?

You're seeing him again,

aren't you?

It's the duck man, isn't it?

His name's Doug,

and it's just a drink, OK?

Well, I don't like him

and I don't want you to go.

Hey, Taylor. That's not fair.

Is it fair that I don't have my dad?

Taylor...

Taylor...

Taylor. Come on, let me in.

Taylor... sweetheart...

Taylor, this isn't easy

for me either, you know?

You know, when your dad left,

the one thing that gave me comfort

above everything else...

...was you.

You have always been

and you always will be

the most important person in my life.

Doug's a good guy, yeah?

Why don't you give him a chance, eh?

For me.

I love you so much.

OK, Jenny's here, darling.

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