[keypad clacks]
FRANCES: I think I was the only one
who understood her power over circumstance and people.
It seemed to me that what she wanted she could have.
And the rest was cast aside.
♪
We met in secondary school.
She was the new girl.
Back then, she was opinionated and frequently in detention.
Nobody liked her.
Which drew me to her immediately.
When we were 17,
we had to attend a fundraising dance in the school.
She wore a flimsy summer dress and trainers.
She was radiantly attractive.
I told her I liked her dress
and she gave me some of the vodka she was drinking.
We snuck off together
and I could hear the music buzzing from inside
like a ringtone that belonged to someone else.
She gave me more of her vodka and asked me if I liked girls.
I just said, "Sure."
MAN: Thanks.
BARISTA: Americano? - Yeah.
Thank you. BARISTA: Alright. Cash or card?
Um, card, please. BARISTA: Tap there.
Uh, that's not gone through.
- No? BARISTA: Just try again.
This machine can be odd.
[keypad beeping]
Uh, sorry, it's been declined. - Um--
Really?
Um, well, that shouldn't be--
Um, I might have it in, um,
cash here. Uh--
- It's fine, just take it.
- Um, no, it's fine.
I'll just, I'll leave it.
Thank you, though. Thanks.
BARISTA: See you.
Flat white? - Yeah.
- Hi. Um, can I check my account, please?
My card was declined.
Um, I checked the app.
MAN: Just pop it in there for me.
- Okay.
[computer beeping]
MAN: Uh, the account is overdrawn.
- Uh, it shouldn't be.
Are there payments pending from Dennis Flynn?
- Uh, nothing pending.
Six weeks ago was the last one.
- Okay. Um--
Uh, yeah, that's fine.
Thank-- Thank you.
MAN: You're welcome.
[line ringing]
- DENNIS [over phone]: This is Dennis Flynn.
I can't take your call right now but leave a message
and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
[line beeps]
- Dad, hi, um, it's Frances.
Can you call me back, please? Thanks. Bye.
♪
[cell phone chimes]
♪
Hey. Um, sorry I'm a bit late.
- Oh, I didn't even notice.
Will you join me for a glass?
Um, yeah, sure.
- Cheers. VALERIE: Cheers.
So, what did you think of Melissa's book?
- I haven't read it yet.
- Why not?
- Well, I haven't had time.
But I will.
- You should.
She's got something really special, don't you think?
- Yeah.
- She speaks very highly of you.
She doesn't do that often.
So I listen when she does.
Perhaps you'd like to send me some more of your work.
- Oh, I'm not sure.
Uh, I mean, I'm not really looking for, like, an agent or anything.
- Oh, I'm not trying to recruit you, Frances.
It's a wee bit early for that.
- Uh, yeah.
- But I'm happy to give something a read
and to give you a steer.
If you'd like me to.
- I'm just not sure I have anything that would be--
- Hmm. It's up to you.
But if you're serious about a writing career,
you are gonna have to put yourself out there at some point.
I can understand if it's too intimidating for you, though.
FRANCES: No, you're right. Um--
Yeah, I'll-I'll send you something.
- Wonderful.
[indistinct conversation in distance]
[conversation continues]
[chimes]
[conversation continues]
[door opens]
- Hey.
BOBBI: Hey.
- Have you eaten? There's some noodles there.
- Fine. Had dinner with Dad.
- Oh, how was that?
- Fine. The usual. Exhausting.
FRANCES: Hey.
- Hey. - I'm just going to bed.
- Okay. Night.
- You're not avoiding me, are you?
- No, why?
- Um, nothing. I just thought--
- Okay. I'm not.
FRANCES: Okay.
Night. BOBBI: Night.
[door closes]
[groans sharply]
[gasps]
[exhales]
[retching]
[coughs]
[gasps]
[spits]
[coughs]
♪
[cell phone chimes]
[steady beeping]
BOBBI: Frances?
[muffled] Could you help me, please?
She fainted, I--
We just need to get her--
We just need to get her out of the rain.
WOMAN: Okay, okay.
[muffled chatter]
[groans weakly]
[muffled chatter]
BOBBI: Frances?
Can you hear me?
[clearly] You fainted.
- I'm sorry.
- You guys are good. Thanks.
WOMAN: Are you sure? BOBBI: Yeah, I've got it.
Frances, what the hell happened?
- I'm so sorry. BOBBI: Stop.
Should we get you to, like, a medical center or something?
FRANCES: No, I'm fine.
BOBBI: Or A&E?
- No, I don't want to. I just wanna go home. Please.
- Are you sure? FRANCES: Yeah.
They'll only tell me to wait for my scan.
I'm fine. It's just my period.
[horn honks]
♪
[Bobbi speaking indistinctly]
♪
- Still with us?
- I guess.
I'm feeling a bit better.
- Good.
♪
I'm gonna run you a bath.
I can do that.
Do you need help with the rest?
- [weakly] I think so. Yeah.
Why does that upset you?
- I don't know.
BOBBI: Seen you naked a million times before.
- Don't remind me. BOBBI: What?
It wasn't all bad.
We had some fun.
Didn't we?
- Is this you flirting?
BOBBI: Definitely not.
I'll undress you in a very unsexy manner. Watch.
Lift your arms, please.
Great. It's warmer in the bathroom.
[water running]
Won't be long.
- Sure, yeah.
- Who knew I could be so nurturing?
- I did.
- Did you?
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
[sighs]
Here. Let me.
- Yeah. [sniffles]
I'm useless.
BOBBI: You're frozen.
Stand up.
FRANCES: Um...
BOBBI: What's up?
FRANCES: Uh--
There might be blood.
- I don't care.
Just be thankful it's me doing this and not your boyfriend.
FRANCES: Oh, don't.
- Don't what?
- Just
not today.
We're fighting.
That's all.
- What about?
FRANCES: I'm not sure, really.
[voice breaking] I don't know what the fuck is going on.
- Right.
Did you ever tell him about when you were in the hospital?
- No.
BOBBI: Why?
- Um--
Just-- I don't know, really.
I tried. I tried.
- In a Frances way or an actual way?
- I don't know.
[water running]
- The water's fine.
I'll-- I'll get some towels, okay?
- Alright. Thanks.
[door opens]
[water splashing]
[sighs]
[knock on door]
- It's Nick.
- What? BOBBI: I called him.
Take it, Frances.
- Hello. NICK [over phone]: Hey.
I've been trying to reach you.
Are you okay?
- I'm feeling better now, thank you.
NICK: Bobbi told me what happened.
Must have been really frightening.
- Um, if you-- NICK: If you want to like--
Sorry. - You first.
NICK: Um--
I can, I can come over.
I'd like to see you, Frances.
- I'd like that.
NICK: Do you need anything?
- No. NICK: Okay.
I'll get in the car. - Do.
Thank you.
Bye.
NICK: Bye.
♪
[knock on door]
BOBBI: Hey.
Here are some towels.
What'd he say?
- He's coming over.
- Good.
You gave me a fucking fright.
- Did I?
Thanks, Bobbi.
BOBBI: For what?
- For being here.
- My pleasure.
Though I do live here now, remember?
- You know what I mean.
- Got me on economics at least.
- Didn't take you for an economist anyway.
- Oh.
- I could see you as a famous professor
or a lecturer at the Sorbonne.
A cultural commentator.
- Frances. FRANCES: What?
- You always do this.
- What do you mean? - I'm just a normal person.
I'll find my own way.
You don't have to invent some big story for me.
Sorry.
You know all this anyway.
- Am I a difficult person to be in a relationship with?
- Well, I wouldn't say you were easy exactly.
FRANCES: No?
- You're more challenging than that.
- Is that why you dumped me?
- What?
- For being difficult?
- I didn't dump you.
I ended it to save you the trouble.
You'd have let it drag on for months. We were miserable.
- That's not how I remember it.
- Well, I can't help that.
- And you don't
regret it?
- I try not to regret things, Frances.
♪
[cell phone buzzing]
♪
[buzzing continues]
♪
Hello.
Yeah. Uh, just give me a second.
It's Nick.
He's almost here.
[groans]
- Thank you.
[footsteps]
BOBBI: She's had a really rough day,
so just be nice to her, okay?
NICK: Thanks, Bobbi.
[knock on door]
- Come in. [door opens]
- Hey.
FRANCES: Hey.
You're here.
[door closes]
- I was worried about you.
Are you in pain?
- It's nearly gone now.
- Has this happened before?
- Yeah. A few times.
That time I called you, uh,
it was late
and you said I sounded weird, um,
I had to go to the hospital.
- Oh, God.
Frances. - It's fine.
I'm going for a scan soon, so--
- Do they know what it might be?
FRANCES: Not yet.
They thought I might have been having a miscarriage,
which I wasn't, but--
- That's, um--
I'm so sorry.
You should have said.
- Don't worry.
Honestly, I'm-I'm fine.
- Okay.
I'm sorry about the other night.
FRANCES: That was my fault.
- No, it wasn't.
I said some stupid things.
- Um, I-I didn't know what I was saying.
I didn't mean to upset you. - I know.
There's something else, though.
I told Melissa.
- Oh.
Um--
When?
- The day after we fought.
Uh--
She could see I was upset
and she kept asking me if I was okay.
I just needed to be honest with her for once.
- How did she react?
- Not like I'd expected.
Think I thought that she'd be angry,
and I was ready for that.
It was a difficult conversation.
But--
I told her everything.
- What does everything mean?
- That I want to keep seeing you.
- Really?
- And I should have done it earlier, but I've been a coward, I know, and--
I feel like I've put you through
so much unnecessarily. - No.
- I know that I'm not a great person.
FRANCES: Uh, stop. - But I love you, Frances.
I should've said that earlier too,
but I didn't know if you wanted to hear it or not.
- Um--
How much earlier?
If you don't mind my asking.
- From the beginning.
♪
You alright?
♪
- I love you too.
♪
I'm so tired.
♪
- Come here.
♪
I could stay the night if you want.
- I'd like that.
- Let's just be happy from now on.
♪ More Than This by Roxy Music playing ♪
♪
♪ I could feel at the time ♪
♪ There was no way of knowing ♪
♪ Fallen leaves in the night ♪
♪ Who can say where they're blowing? ♪
♪ As free as the wind ♪
♪ Hopefully learning ♪
♪ Why the sea on the tide ♪
♪ Has no way of turning ♪
♪
♪ More than this ♪
♪ You know there's nothing ♪
♪ More than this ♪
♪ Tell me one thing ♪
♪ More than this ♪
♪ Ooh, there's nothing ♪