One Day Page #7

Jean-Pierre wants to meet you.

Oh, you're kidding.

We're going to hear him play.

Play?

He's a jazz musician.

Bastard.

We're going to listen to him play free

jazz on the piano for about nine hours,

and it's going to be lots of

fun and in no way awkward.

You're not going out

like that, are you?

Just do me up.

That's Jean-Pierre.

Where?

Oh, God. You could have at least

found someone a bit good-looking.

You know, Em, I'm sure he's

a fine jazz pianist.

I just don't think

I can do this.

Oh. Really?

Yeah, I'll just go and see a movie

and go back to the apartment.

And then I think I'm going to get

the first train back tomorrow.

You don't have to leave.

I think I do.

I'm sorry, Dex.

Hey, don't be.

Go on.

Salut.

Hey.

Wait! Dexter!

I thought I got rid of you.

If you muck me about,

Dexter...

Em, I swear.

I swear I won't.

Lead me on, or let me down,

or go behind my back,

I will murder you.

I won't do that.

You swear?

Yeah, I swear. I swear.

I would like to thank everyone

for coming to our wedding.

For what can only be described

as a whirlwind romance.

Pause for laughter.

Seriously, when people ask

how Emma and I first met,

I tell them that

we grew up together.

Blah, blah, blah.

Blah, blah, blah.

You're not going to say,

"Blah, blah, blah," on the day, are you?

You are not supposed

to be hearing this.

What if I have notes?

Come on, let me see.

No, no.

When we're married, you're

going to have to obey me.

Yeah, I'm sure

that's going to happen.

What? Not again?

You don't mind, do you?

No, I don't mind.

Although, there are

health and safety issues.

I could lose my license.

They'll wonder

where we've got to.

Mmm! Mmm.

I can definitely

smell burning.

Hello, hello.

Hi, there.

Come here, you.

Here we go.

Do you want to give me a big kiss?

Give me a big kiss.

Go on.

TV between 5:
30 and 6:00,

but no more.

And she has to

be in bed by 7:
30.

All right,

do you want to run inside?

Go see Emma. Good girl.

I'm out here, Jasmine.

She's loving coming

here at the moment.

Well, good. That's great.

I'm really pleased for you.

Look, I'd invite you in.

It's just...

No, it's fine. We've got

to go and see my family.

Have fun.

Thanks.

In you get,

Moriarty.

Dexter?

Yeah.

I've been thinking.

So have I.

I want a child

with the man I love.

And if he won't do it,

then I want one with you.

Well, then,

we'd better get started.

I look so tired.

So take some exercise.

Come swimming with me later.

No, no, I can't. I've got to

do too much at the cafe.

Fine. Don't.

By the way, in case you're interested,

I'm not pregnant.

Em, how do you know?

How do you think?

We could try again, though.

Come on, look...

No, no, no, no. Come on.

Look, I'm sorry.

All right?

No, I am

for taking it out on you.

We're not at our best today,

are we?

Listen, why don't we meet

each other after work?

We'll go to the movies.

Your choice.

Ooh.

And we can go and have

some dinner. Just you and me,

and we can work this out.

All right?

I promise.

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Okay.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, there. Just to say I'm running late,

but I'm on my way.

I'm sorry for being

so snappy this morning.

Hey, there. Just to say I'm

running late, but I'm on my way.

And I'm sorry for being

so snappy this morning.

I just wanted to say you're

a fine thing, Dexter Mayhew.

I love you very much.

Okay, there you go. Lucky you!

Dad.

Dexter?

Hello, darling.

Jasmine!

Are you all right?

Go and get dressed.

Sylvie, Sylvie.

Dexter?

Sylvie, Sylvie,

I screwed up.

Jasmine, now!

I screwed up.

It's all right.

You're all right.

No, I screwed up.

Come on, let's get you up.

Come on.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.

Aw, Dex, come on.

You poor thing.

Oh, God. Dexter.

As the rain came down,

the water levels began to rise.

So is this going to be an

annual festival, do you think?

Every year, 15th of July?

Well, I hope not.

I don't want a heart-to-heart.

Do you?

No, no. I'd rather not.

Except to say, that I think

the best thing that you could do

would be to try to live your

life as if Emma was still here.

Don't you?

I don't know if I can.

Of course you can.

What do you think I've been

doing for the past 10 years?

Now Silent witness is on.

Right.

Ian. God!

Dexter.

Hi.

Hello, mate.

Are you well?

Yeah, look at this.

So, how are you?

How's the stand-up comedy?

Oh, well,

I gave that up, actually.

That's a shame.

No, not really,

because I was never any good.

The only time

I ever made Emma laugh

was when I fell down

the stairs. Really.

No, I'm in insurance now.

Great, great.

I hate today.

Fifteenth of July.

Saint Swithin's Day.

It's a tough one.

I never noticed it before, but it was

always there just waiting, lurking.

I used to hate you, too.

Quite violently, actually, Dexter.

No, I'm sorry, but...

Because, she lit up with you.

Just in a way that

she never would with me,

and it used to make me

so angry because...

I didn't think that you deserved her.

Can I say this?

Yeah, go on.

She made you decent.

And then in return,

you made her so happy.

So happy.

And I will always be

grateful to you for that.

And on that bombshell,

back to the sticks.

There's my lot out there.

Oh! Look at them.

Yeah, I know.

So, listen, we'll stay in touch.

I'll give you a call.

No, I don't think that's necessary.

I think we're done here.

Come here.

Good luck, mate. All right?

You, too.

Thank you.

You've got cake

everywhere.

Wake up.

Wake up.

It's all right.

Don't panic. It's only me.

Emma. Emma Morley.

Yes. Hello.

So what do you suggest we do?

We could stay in touch.

Today. We're meant

to be doing something today.

Right. Right, right.

Look, today's a bit

tricky for me, really.

No, no, it's not that.

It's just...

Well, I'm meeting my parents,

and then I've got to get back...

Oh, yeah, yeah,

you should probably go then.

It was lovely to meet you.

Bye, now.

Look, that's not until later,

so if you wanted to,

we could go for

a walk or something?

Okay.

Come on, keep up.

It's these shoes. I can't

mountain climb in brogues.

It's not K2. It's just a big hill,

all right? A child could do it.

I don't want you thinking I'm bothered

or anything about last night.

I don't want your phone number,

or letters, or postcards.

I don't want to

get married to you.

Definitely don't want

to have your babies.

Whatever happens tomorrow,

we've had today.

And if we should

bump into each other

sometime in the future,

well, that's fine, too.

We'll be friends.

Yeah, right.

Or, you know,

on the other hand...

Go on.

Well, my parents

don't arrive until later.

So?

So, well, the flat's empty.

You know, if you wanted

to finish what we started.

What? Sober?

Mmm-hmm.

And in daylight.

Race you!

Do you want a piggy-back,

you old man?

It's these shoes. There's no

blooming grip on these things.

Here, come here, you.

Did you come up

here with Emma?

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