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I don't know what kind of prawns

they are

but there are more prawns

if you'd like.

Are you not eating yours, Marty?

Oh, no, I'm highly allergic.

I mean, even if I so much

as touch a prawn, that's it.

Game over. I'm dead.

I mean, you wouldn't even bother

calling an ambulance because

I'd be gone before they got here.

Your only chance would be to

cut my throat open.

But even that wouldn't work,

not really.

But why have you got

them on your plate, then?

I didn't want to cause a fuss.

So, Angie, what is it you do?

I make bullets.

Sorry, what do you mean?

Oh, sorry, no, I mean, I work for

a company that makes bullets.

What do you mean when you say

bullets, like, do you mean...?

Yeah, like,

that you fire out of a gun.

And are they for hunting or...?

Yeah, we do hunting bullets too.

Oh, so you make bullets for combat?

War bullets? Well, they don't call

them war bullets but, yeah.

Oh, right.

What's that like?

Everyone is lovely.

We have a lot of fun.

In my country, we don't talk about

the food. We eat the food.

I did not mean to be rude to you,

Gabe,

but won't have a lovely,

lovely evening

when the prawns are for eating,

that's all I'm saying.

For f***'s sake, Helene.

No, you, for f***'s sake. You.

I'm trying to create a lovely,

lovely evening for these people.

For two of our best friends

in the world

and for two people that

we don't even know.

And all you're doing is making

everyone feel f***ing uncomfortable.

Yeah? Well, I didn't even want them

to come. You see?

You see what a charming man

I'm married to?

Look, maybe we should go.

I mean... No, no way.

Just eat your prawns.

Yeah, we have goulash next.

She makes a lovely goulash

so let's just change the subject

and f***ing relax.

So did you move here for work?

Oh, no, not really.

I source promo material for

a phone company

so you can do that from anywhere.

And I actually had a pretty good job

in Strood as far as jobs go.

I'm not actually working

here at the minute.

You know,

I just need to find my feet

cos in Strood

I knew the lie of the land.

You knew a lot of people. Yeah.

You knew everyone. Yeah.

But we're happy to be here.

Oh, yeah, it's a great area. Yeah.

There are some lovely areas

in England.

Yes, there really are.

Yeah. I have been here for some time

and it's a very beautiful country.

It is, not everywhere though.

Have you ever been to Dorset?

For f***'s sake.

Because I have been to Dorset

and let me tell you something

about Dorset.

I hate Dorset.

Oh, you hate Dorset?

Yes, and I was talking to Nat.

How can anyone hate Dorset?

It has coastline, it has villages,

it has countryside,

there's a butcher there

that knows us by name.

Nat, would you excuse me for a

minute? You f***ing bastard.

You f***ing bastard.

Don't do this, Helene.

You sneaky, lying, dirty

little bastard. Don't do this.

You all want to know

what this f***ing bastard did?

You all want to know what a pile

of rat-sh*t puke I am married to?

You all want to know? No, stop,

please. This is just nuts.

What the hell is going on?

What are you doing?

We've just walked in the door.

We don't even know you

and you're at each other

like snappy dogs.

I mean, I don't know what Angie and

Marty think but what do you think

this is like for us?

Look, you've obviously

got something going on

so if you want us to go, we'll go.

Just let us walk out the door.

But if you want us to say,

then, please...

..start talking to each other

like human beings.

I am very sorry...

..if I have offended you.

It was not my plan.

My plan was to give you a lovely,

lovely evening

but apparently I'm holding you

and the best friends in

all the world prisoner.

Oh, no, Helene. No, no.

Apparently, I'm a snappy dog,

with a husband I hate

and terrible hostess instinct.

But let me tell you something,

if there is one thing I am guilty

of, it is of loving too much.

That is all.

Not cool, buddy.

Not cool at all.

I'm just going to pop to the loo.

Hello? Pretend I'm someone else.

Pretend you're talking to someone

else. Hello...

..Timberlake.

What?

Doesn't matter. Let's get the

f*** out of here, now.

I've thought about it.

I'm going to say the sitter's called

and somebody's got a temperature.

No, let's say she's found a lump.

No, no, temperature's fine.

Let's say it's high, though, so

we can get the F*** out of here now.

Yeah, I'm afraid I can't agree

to that, Timberlake.

What?!

Think I can pull this back.

What are you talking about?

Yeah. I need to stay

and pull this back.

Let's stay.

Let's stay in the country,

unless your mother comes up

with another plan.

Sasha has put a deposit on

a holiday home in Dorset,

without asking me.

So, there you have it.

You can now smell our dirty sheets.

I think I will have a glass

of wine after all.

I mean, one can't hurt, right?

OK! Danny is here.

Let us forget all the hurtful things

that have been said tonight,

and let us try to get along

for his sake.

Yeah, of course.

He is a suicide, after all.

But that is all in the past.

So in fact, forget about that

completely.

But just try not to say anything

cruel to him, Gabe?

Just talk about rocks.

I'm going to get f***ed.

And the thing that got me was

the look of fear on her face,

you know, like I could see...

I could tell that she didn't

have her papers.

And suddenly, I'm thinking,

"is this what people felt like

when the Gestapo came?"

I mean, you can't compare it,

it isn't the same.

It's the transport police.

But in a way,

isn't it exactly the same?

And is this little old Chinese lady

who came to this country fleeing

God knows what, is she now on

her way back to some kind of horror?

Is anyone thirsty?

I wouldn't think there was anything

you could do, Gabe, was there?

I'm a little thirsty,

is anyone else?

Do you know,

I sometimes think that...

No. No, that just sounds...

No, go on. Go on, right?

Well, if the sh*t hit,

what kind of person would I be?

I mean, God forbid, something

happens and a fascist state is

installed, and they come

for our Turkish neighbours,

what would I do?

Am I the kind of man that would hide

them in our secret cupboard,

or do I shout out the window,

"There's two more upstairs,

you missed them!

"They're hiding in the attic!

"Get them, get them, not me!"

Elaine, do you want one of them

open?

Gabe, I'm sure she's OK. It sounds

like a misunderstanding.

And look, people are generally good.

You're right, Danny. Good for you.

You sure you should be drinking?

Oh, no, he can drive.

With the antibiotics.

Oh, yeah, those antibiotics.

Danny, it's so good to have

you here.

Makes me so happy to see your

smiling face at my table.

Well, it's nice to be here,

the goulash was incredible.

Oh, my God, the goulash!

The goulash was terrific.

Yeah, you have to give me

the recipe.

No. No, why would I do that?

Then you can make my goulash.

F*** that.

No, I was just saying...

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