Miss You Already Page #7

but she's our Milly.

So, Doctor B.

Can you give me some nice drugs

for these annoying headaches?

Milly...

Don't give me that look.

I know that look.

The results of your MRI

have confirmed our worst fears.

I'm terribly sorry.

How long?

The cancer has spread to my brain.

It's like right behind my eyes.

They can't treat it.

( BROKEN BELLS:
"LEAVE IT ALONE")

All this time

I'd never let you go

And now the same chains

that I kept you in

They're holding down my soul

I set you up, I gave you life

I dragged you out the fire

And now you knocked me down,

you shut me out

And I can see it in your eyes

Somehow you got it in your head

That you could make it on your own

You were sheltered, loved and fed

But you just couldn't leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Well, your heart was here

Resting on my lap

And I'd do it all again

But I'm never coming back

Well, I know I'm lying

Lying in the cold

Yeah, there's snow on the ground

and if I know myself

I'll be leaving down the road

I've been all around the world

But I've got nowhere to go

I gave into this lonely life

And you can't change me now,

so leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

Leave it alone

(MILLY) Toilets are for customers only!

My God.

You look so different.

I am different.

Oh, Jess, I'm so sorry.

A cane? Seriously?

"Metastatic brain tumours."

The consultant said

he thought he could see some of them

lurking behind my eyeballs.

Like oysters.

Raw, slimy oysters.

(SUCKING) Delicious.

- I'm legally blind, also.

- Is that why you're wearing those...

New accessories.

- How did you even get here?

- I drove.

Oh, great.

Mr Magoo. Just like...

- I'm going so slow it's...

- You do look a little Magoo-ish.

Why can't they just take the tumour out?

- They'd have to take my brain out.

- Well, your tits, your brain.

Seriously, why can't you talk about

radiotherapy or steroids or...

There's only so much they can do.

My body's kind of just giving up.

Well thanks for bringing me back

for the good bits.

Come here.

But your hair grew back so pretty.

What is happening with you?

- Oh, you know, nothing much to say.

- Oh, no, don't you dare be a martyr.

You just told me you had brain cancer.

Excuse me for not bragging about

my double haemorrhoids. Huge.

I have the arse of a baboon right now.

It's awful.

They gave me a pillow to sit in.

It looks like a...

- Doughnut.

- Yeah.

Familiar.

Actually things aren't brilliant

with the baby.

Why, what happened?

Well, I was running

through the Yorkshire moors

and I had a fall.

I'm sorry.

Not allowed any more shocks.

Like your best friend just popping in to...

let you know she's gonna croak.

How are things with Kit?

Things with Kit are mighty sh*t.

Make it right with him.

(BLEEPING)

'Hey, baby. How you doing?'

How was the scan today?

'Guess what? Milly showed up.'

What, on the scan?

It's spread.

She's so sick.

'Please come home.'

Hey, sweetheart, it's not long now. OK?

- 'I miss you.'

- I miss you.

Show me our bump.

'That's our baby in there!'

Oh!

Jay?

Jay?

Damn it.

I'm on the naughty step.

Are you ready to talk?

I'm not a good person.

I've hurt you and...

I have no excuses.

- Do I know him?

- No.

And it's done? It's over with?

Yeah.

I haven't been able to look you

in the eye since...

Since you couldn't look at me at all.

- I needed to be looked at.

- I know.

Everything changed.

I didn't know how to love you any more.

God, such an idiot.

We've wasted time. Our time.

I don't want to go.

I don't wanna go without you.

I don't wanna go without me being...

Get upstairs.

Get your knickers off and get upstairs.

Now.

(MILLY) Is that a girl or a boy?

I can't tell any more.

(JESS) I know.

(MILLY) People are so androgynous.

(JESS) Don't draw a moustache on her.

We like her.

(MILLY) No, we don't, we hate her.

She's gotta be way older than me.

She looks about 20. Look.

The little nipple ring.

Jess, is it allowed not to have your age

on your gravestone?

I think you can do whatever you want,

under the circumstances.

Although I guess there is that

tragic heroine mileage

you can get out of people

knowing you died so young.

Although not as young as you said you were.

It's a tough one.

(MILLY) I really want there to be a heaven.

Is that pathetic?

Not pathetic.

Hypocritical, maybe.

I really want there to be

a white-clouds-and-all heaven.

Think they'd let me in there?

Not unless they've lowered

the entry requirements.

I went to see a hospice today.

A hospice? Why?

For a luxury spa break. Why do you think?

No.

If you go into a hospice,

you'll never come out.

You get used to it, Jess.

I have.

When you were born, my darling,

I lay quietly...

- After you'd had your 23 stitches.

- Yeah, after that.

I looked at you and I knew I loved you more

than anything else in the world.

More than Ben?

Well, the same as Ben, though he

didn't actually exist at that point.

I looked at you and I made you a promise.

I promised that,

no matter what happened,

I would always look after you.

But the thing is, my darling...

I won't always be

here to look after you.

Why not?

Well, mummy isn't getting better any more.

But I thought that was

what all the chemo was for,

and all the pills.

I thought it was all making you better.

They worked for a while, honey. But...

they've stopped making me better.

So, er... you're not going to die, though,

are you?

No!

Who's gonna look after us?

What about when I grow up,

when I need girl things?

- Daddy will be there.

- Oh, great.

- Hey, I know about girl things.

- And you'll have Miranda, and Jess too.

You might not die.

Oh, my darling.

You just have to know my spirit

will always be with you.

What are you talking about?

What does that even mean?

- Did I do it right, Mum?

- That's very good folding, sweetheart.

You can't go to the hospice, you bumhead!

( LABRINTH:
"WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND")

What we take with us

is love, love, love

We take the good

and that's good enough

(JESS) How is she?

She's a bit out of it on morphine.

How are the kids?

Ben told his teacher to "F" off.

And Milly let Scarlett

have her ears pierced.

(MILLY) Will you help Kit

take the kids to New York for Christmas?

(MIRANDA) God save me.

The ride from the airport is just sad.

This is beautiful.

(MIRANDA) People sit around in cafes

criticising everything.

- (JESS) How are you?

- Well, not thrilled.

And I can't get any herbal tea here.

- Give us five, Mum.

- Sure.

I'm gonna go and get a cuppa.

- See you in a bit.

- Yes.

God bless her, Jess, she doesn't shut up.

Oh, pass me that box.

I have something for you.

I can't help but notice that,

since you've been pregnant,

you've been rather overdosing

on the Birkenstocks.

Well, they're comfortable

and completely on trend.

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