♪ light music playing ♪
[exhales]
♪
FRANCES: Morning. - Morning.
DEREK: Eggs on the way.
FRANCES: Oh, great.
MELISSA: How's your head?
- Uh, fine, actually. You?
- What would you give to be 21 again?
- I'd rather the hangovers, actually.
[Melissa chuckles]
- There's lots to look forward to then.
- Yeah.
- Can I do anything? MELISSA: Uh, no.
Just enjoy your coffee.
- Thanks.
- Have you come to help me?
- To watch.
- Did you sleep?
FRANCES: Not really.
Can't believe it's our last day.
- It's probably a good thing.
What we're doing is insanely risky.
[indistinct chatter]
- Were you ever tempted to do something like this before?
[scoffs]
- No.
- Why not?
- Guess I didn't meet anyone.
- Really?
- Yeah. I don't know.
We were pretty happy for a long time together.
At least, I thought we were.
I mean, when you're in love, you don't really think about these things.
- And when did you stop being in love?
- I don't think I did stop.
- So... you're saying you still love her?
- Well...
yeah.
[footsteps approaching]
Uh--
Right.
He's there.
♪
BOBBI: Morning. MELISSA: Just in time.
- Oh, I'm gonna dream about this fruit when I'm home.
MELISSA: Just wait till breakfast. [clicks tongue]
♪
[cell phone chimes]
Ah. Valerie says she's en route.
- Oh, God.
EVELYN: Oh, stop. She loves you.
- Who's Valerie? - Melissa's patron.
MELISSA: [laughs] Thanks, Derek.
No, she's my agent.
BOBBI: Ah. The owner.
EVELYN: Ah, don't worry. She's nice.
NICK: She's funny
on a good day.
- Yeah, she's a real sweetheart.
♪
I'm just gonna bake a big fish and do some sides.
- Sounds great.
MELISSA: Okay, I'll make a list.
- Frances, do you wanna come with me to the market?
Give me a hand? - Sure.
- Great.
♪
- Hey.
- Hi. BOBBI: Where are you headed?
- Um, we're just going to get supplies.
- Are you annoyed at me?
- I thought you were annoyed with me.
Okay, I'm a bit annoyed with you.
- Okay. Good.
- It was awkward for everyone last night.
- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.
- Yeah?
- If anything, I was making fun of Nick.
He's clearly into you.
[sighs]
You know, you definitely could hook up with him if you wanted to.
- Okay, I have to go.
- Hold on. I'm coming.
I've been tasked with dessert.
- We can get what you need. EVELYN: No, it's fine.
I've gotta see what's there to get an idea.
Plus, it's probably about to get stressful around here.
♪ pop music playing over car stereo ♪
How are things with Melissa and Valerie these days?
NICK: Up and down.
Melissa thinks Valerie's lost faith in her.
EVELYN: Do you think that's true?
NICK: Don't know.
I certainly didn't help things.
- Stop.
- At least you and Bobbi will be there to defuse any tension.
- Is that what we do?
♪
- I'm sorry about earlier.
I was a bit blunt.
- Yeah.
- It doesn't change the way that I feel about you.
- Which is?
Don't worry about it.
BOBBI: Hi. EVELYN: Hey.
- How's it all going?
- Your wife's a little on edge today.
- Oh, yes. - Yeah, I'm keeping out of the way.
- Oh, brilliant, you're here. Can you throw me a lemon?
- Lemons weren't on the list.
- Yeah, I-I said on the way out.
- Well, I didn't hear you.
Do you want me to go back and get some?
MELISSA: Mm-mmm. I'll do without.
[Melissa clears throat]
- Okay.
- Um, is there a vase I should put these in or--
- Yep.
You know what?
Nick, will you help her, please?
- I can do that.
She likes the stems cut diagonal.
Why don't you rest?
It'll be fine.
FRANCES: Okay. Well--
[laughter in distance]
[indistinct chatter]
- Hi. - Hey, Frances.
- How are you? - Good.
BOBBI: It was kind of--
[Bobbi continues speaking indistinctly]
NICK: Yeah. BOBBI: This is not like a good thing.
[Nick speaking indistinctly] [Bobbi laughs]
BOBBI: Yeah. I think that was, uh--
NICK: Madness.
- But I think we're getting somewhere here.
NICK: I know.
- Hi. - Hey.
BOBBI: Hi.
Good sleep?
- Yeah.
- Wine?
- Sure.
- Thanks. BOBBI: Mm-hmm.
Cheers, everyone.
MELISSA: Nick?
- Yes?
- This looks nice.
- Yeah. MELISSA: Give me some of that.
Thanks.
[sighs]
I'm sorry for being a brat earlier
about the lemons.
NICK: You're forgiven.
- Could you give me a hand with something in the kitchen?
- Sure. - Okay.
See you later. NICK: See you.
- Bye.
NICK: I can grab it. [Melissa laughs]
- What were you two talking about?
- Nothing much.
He's funny.
He didn't mention you, if that's what you were wondering.
- Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure he's in love with his wife, so--
- People can be in love and have meaningful relationships.
It's not some kind of finite resource.
- Yeah, but wouldn't it depress you
to sleep with someone who loves someone else?
- Not if they love me too.
[horn honks]
[sighs] Can we just hide and get drunk?
[car door closes]
- I wish.
BOBBI: Yeah.
Come on.
Taking the wine. - Please do that.
VALERIE: ...and I'm not quite sure. DEREK: Yeah.
VALERIE: And then you have to be really careful
'cause you'll get burned.
DEREK: Nice.
VALERIE: Oh, it's delicious.
Oh, there you are.
MELISSA: There she is.
Hi. VALERIE: Hi, darling.
MELISSA: Good to see you.
Oh, look-- Oh, good grief.
What a frock.
- Thank you. - Gorgeous.
How are you?
EVELYN: Good. How are you?
- Oh, I've had an absolute nightmare of a week
with this bitch writer in New York.
It's good to be amongst the sane.
- Oh, no, you've come to the wrong place.
- Girls.
Now...
which is which?
- Um, I'm Frances.
- Frances.
- Hi.
- Guess I'm the other one.
MELISSA: [chuckles] That's Bobbi.
- Bobbi.
Something smells good.
- Yeah, yeah. Shall I get you a drink?
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
BOBBI: Well, she's clearly a complete weapon.
- You've known her about ten minutes.
- Yeah.
- Please behave.
- I'll think about it.
- ...no, but he does look like one.
- Oh, yeah.
[indistinct chatter]
MELISSA: It doesn't work.
DEREK: Oh. [laughter]
VALERIE: Has everyone got a full glass?
[all gasp] DEREK: Woo-hoo!
- Melissa?
BOBBI: Nice.
- Wow.
It's gorgeous.
VALERIE: Yeah. MELISSA: It looks great.
EVELYN: It's beautiful. - Oh.
MELISSA: Yeah, it does. Yeah.
NICK: It's amazing.
- Oh, this is my copy for you to sign.
- Give it here. VALERIE: Saying just eternal gratitude
and everlasting love, that's fine.
MELISSA: Hmm.
- Now we have to raise a glass for this one.
DEREK: Yeah.
- Okay.
VALERIE: It was a beast,
but we delivered it in the end.
EVELYN: Amazing. - Thank you.
Thank you. - Cheers.
MELISSA: And I couldn't have done it without you.
VALERIE: Bloody right.
[Melissa laughs] NICK: I see.
- Now--
♪ soft pop music playing ♪
♪
[Melissa clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
NICK: Well done.
[indistinct chatter]
EVELYN: I don't even understand you anymore.
- It's very impressive.
- How's Nick?
- Yeah, he's good.
- Working?
- Mm-hmm.
VALERIE: Good. I'm glad to hear it.
Looking very dashing.
Holidaying obviously suits you.
- Thank you. - You know, Valerie,
you know that Frances is the one
whose poem I used in the first essay of the book.
- And Bobbi's the performer, right? MELISSA: Yeah.
- I've been trying to convince them to perform, but no joy.
- That poem was a good choice.
Keep at it.
- Thanks.
- Frances isn't interested in publishing, though.
Too grubby.
VALERIE: Give her time.
[Melissa chuckles]
- So you're both at uni? - Hmm.
- Yeah, we're going into final year.
- Hmm. Nice to get away before the fun starts.
[scoffs] Are you enjoying yourselves here?
- Yeah, it's great.
- It's beautiful.
- If you had told me 20 years ago
that I would have a place in the former Yugoslavia,
would've laughed in your face.
- Yeah.
Nothing like a bit of ethnic cleansing to pep up tourism.
- Oh, to be that age again.
DEREK: Who is for dessert now?
Evelyn's done something very basic,
but I've complemented it with a gorgeous fruit salad.
MELISSA: Oh, yeah. EVELYN: Hmm.
Yes, you have, darling. - Yes, I know.
NICK: I'll give you a hand. DEREK: Yes, yes, yes?
- Yes.
You don't have to clear up, Derek.
DEREK: Fine, it's fine.
- Thank you. MELISSA: Okay, thank you.
DEREK: You're welcome. NICK: Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna go for a smoke.
EVELYN: I'll join you.
- Frances?
- Um... no, I'm alright.
- You do know it's really good, don't you?
MELISSA: Yeah.
Yeah. I mean, sometimes I do.
- There was a time there where I thought we weren't gonna make it.
- I couldn't have predicted...
You know. - How's he doing?
MELISSA: He's good.
He's, he's better.
Nick had a bit of a rough time last year.
- He was seriously depressed.
MELISSA: Yeah.
VALERIE: It's usually pregnancies and babies
that stall the work, not husbands.
- No, but we're in a different place.
Things are, things are better now.
VALERIE: Good. MELISSA: I'm--
I'm gonna be up for the whole publicity circus and everything, you know.
- You mustn't be held back.
- Yeah.
- Wow.
- Everything okay, Frances?
- I mean--
You're talking about someone suffering
as if it's like a... career impediment.
- Are we?
- Okay. Excuse me.
[scoffs]
♪ vocalizing ♪
♪
[footsteps approaching]
♪
Fuck everything.
[sniffles]
- What's up?
- I just blew up with Valerie.
- Excellent. Fuck her.
What happened?
- I just can't be with these people anymore.
- Yeah.
Why'd you drag us here anyway?
Are you okay?
- Yeah. Just a bit overwhelmed.
- I know.
♪ vocalizing ♪
♪
- I'm pretty sure that I was a soldier.
MELISSA: You're pretty sure
or... this has been confirmed?
- Everything okay?
- All good. Just a long night.
- I think we could all use a drink.
EVELYN: Yes. MELISSA: A real drink.
DEREK: Oh, yes. - Perhaps a drop of brandy.
DEREK: Oh, you're killing me, yes.
- Frances, can you help me with the glasses?
- Yeah, sure.
DEREK: Do you drink brandy?
- No. Too sweet.
[laughter in distance]
- Did Valerie--
- Yeah, she's fine. She just went to bed.
She was tired. FRANCES: Oh.
I'm so sorry.
- No, listen. - Um--
- So, she is a good friend,
but she's also very important to me professionally.
- Yeah. - And, you know,
I can't really afford to upset her,
which is mortifying to admit to you.
- No, I-I shouldn't have even--
MELISSA: Listen.
Nick-- Nick and I had a hard time last year,
and my work fell to shit.
And Valerie was-was there for a lot of that
and had to pull me through.
You know, and it's not that I don't want to defend him.
You know, it's just sometimes I get so tired
of-of having to like--
Yeah, obviously we have our problems.
We're not perfect, but--
I-I do love him, you know?
I really do. - Yeah. Of course.
- Yeah.
There's nothing else I should know about with Nick, is there?
- No. Of... Of course not.
- Okay. I'm--
Thank you. Um--
Um, I'm sorry, Frances.
That's-- Yeah. - I can grab it.
MELISSA: Okay.
Shall we?
[knock on door]
[door opens]
- Hey. FRANCES: Hey.
- Can I come in? - Yeah.
[door closes]
- What happened?
FRANCES: Nothing.
- I was just in strange form all day.
- Me too.
- I think it all just kind of spilled over.
Melissa seems like a good person.
I mean, deep down.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I think she is.
- Does that make us bad people?
- Not you.
Me maybe. - She told me she loves you.
- You asked her that?
- No, she just said it.
And she asked was there anything going on between us.
- Really?
FRANCES: Well... she asked me
if there's anything that she should know about.
- What did you say?
- Well, I said no.
Both of you have now told me
you love the other in the space of a day.
I don't really know what to do with that information.
- Yeah.
FRANCES: Or what I'm doing in the middle of it.
[sighs]
I don't think I thought about...
the reality or... the consequences.
All of this.
- Well, I did
think about it.
- Yeah?
- Just thought it would be worth it.
- What do you think now?
Or does your answer depend on how terribly things turn out?
- In a weird way, I don't think it does.
♪
[knock on door]
BOBBI: Frances?
Sorry.
- Fuck.
- You should go.
[Nick sighs]
[rain pattering]
[cell phone dings]
[dings]
♪ Atmosphere by James Blake playing ♪
♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ In silence ♪
♪ Don't walk away ♪
♪ In silence ♪
♪ See the danger ♪
♪ Always danger ♪
♪ Endless talking ♪
♪ Life rebuilding ♪
♪ Don't walk away ♪
♪