and perhaps some of you have become such,
you'll begin to notice the frequency of these thematic allusions.
And that's not to say that they become tropes,
but more that we see what the women of the age
were contending with.
You know, when one--
-Hey. - Hi.
You okay?
I haven't seen you properly in ages.
Yeah, I'm fine. Just busy.
- Hmm. You wanna grab a coffee?
Um, I can't right now. Sorry.
PHILIP: Okay. Uh, soon?
- Yeah, sure. Sure.
♪
MELISSA : Hello?
- Hi. Do you have a second? Yeah.
Why did you show Bobbi my story?
MELISSA: Don't know, Frances.
Why did you fuck my husband?
FRANCES : Extremely hilarious.
Why did you show Bobbi my story?
MELISSA: Are you--
Are you serious?
Why didn't you show it to Bobbi?
I assumed you had.
If I had written something so close to home, I think--
Okay, says the real writer.
MELISSA: Okay, Frances.
- I think you showed Bobbi the story because you wanted to hurt me.
- I'm trying to remember if this level of narcissism
is normal for someone your age.
FRANCES: No.
I'm very special.
I asked her how she felt about it.
I was genuinely surprised that you hadn't told her.
And then she asked to see it.
Maybe I liked that she didn't know.
It's good to know that you treat everyone with contempt, not just me.
I didn't feel contempt towards you.
Right. But you took every opportunity
to make me feel pathetic and conventional.
Writing for money,
having a husband
instead of fucking someone else's husband--
- Everything was about Nick. It wasn't about you.
He's my husband!
I am part of it!
Look, if anything, I was
envious of you.
Uh, of your career.
Your life.
- So I'm meant to see your affair with Nick as a compliment?
No, that's not what I said.
Your actions have impact.
Your writing has impact.
The way you have behaved has had real consequences.
Okay.
MELISSA: You made my depressed husband happy
for a while.
And then you gave up when things got complicated
and you weren't at the center of the fucking everything.
And now he's struggling again.
And you call me as though you're the fucking victim!
Please, please leave us alone.
Uh, I'm sorry, Melissa.
I'm sorry for this, like, aggressive phone call.
It was stupid, I, um--
Uh, I don't really know what I'm doing at the moment.
Um--
I'm having a hard time maybe, uh--
MELISSA: I'm so sorry you're having a hard time.
Are you okay, Frances?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
You don't sound fine.
- I just, um--
I just haven't been the person that I should have been.
Uh, um--
Sorry, I don't-- I don't know what I'm saying now, um--
I wish I had been more thoughtful.
I guess I want to apologize for that.
Uh, I'm gonna hang up now.
♪
BOBBI : Hi, this is Bobbi.
Please leave a message.
♪
FRANCES: I tried you earlier.
♪
I wanted to say sorry.
And for that to mean something different this time.
I called Melissa yesterday about her showing you the story.
You can imagine how she reacted.
I deserved it.
I think you'd have found it pretty funny.
♪
I keep thinking what my story must have looked like to you.
"She only cared for herself
and the rest of us were just debris left in her wake."
That was about me trying to reach for something.
A feeling.
Not an accurate description of you.
♪
When you broke up with me in school,
I didn't understand why it was over.
We deconstruct everything,
but we have never talked about why we couldn't be together.
And I think I've been reacting against that.
♪
Our relationship isn't a game.
I should never have treated it like one.
♪
I think about you constantly.
And I want to sleep with you again.
If you'd ever want to do that.
♪
I've always thought that maybe I wasn't capable of love,
that I was too selfish,
or that there was something wrong with me somehow.
♪
That isn't true.
♪
I know that I've hurt you, Bobbi, but--
I love you.
And I always have.
♪
Hi.
BOBBI : That was a pretty solid email.
FRANCES: I was going for honest.
BOBBI: It was good.
Thank you.
I'm sorry too.
Where are you?
Um, I'm on the way to see my dad.
BOBBI: In Mayo?
No, he's come up to Dublin.
Would you, um--
Are you around later?
Do you wanna come over?
BOBBI: Yeah.
- Okay. Um--
Well, I'll be back after, like, 3:00, so--
BOBBI: Okay.
BOBBI: Bye.
♪
How was the journey?
Oh, good.
Train wasn't too busy.
FRANCES: Is everything alright?
Just some paperwork, signatures.
How are you?
Not so bad.
I'm on these new things, pills, and I'm sleeping better.
That's good.
Are you eating?
DENNIS: Sometimes.
Yeah. You?
Sometimes.
DENNIS: The right answer then.
- Um... I-I worry I was, uh--
- I wanted to-- - I haven't been here in a long time.
Thanks for coming.
I'm glad you're feeling better, Dad.
Um--
I've been a bit worried.
I know, Frances.
You're a good girl.
Safe travels.
- Thanks for breakfast. - Alright, love. Okay.
- Dad. - It's alright. Okay. Okay.
- Bye. - Bye now.
FRANCES: Hi.
Hello.
Do you wanna come in?
Let's be more straightforward with one another.
BOBBI: I agree.
I missed you.
Me too.
I want to kiss you.
BOBBI: I'd like that.
♪
BOBBI: What happened?
I did it after you left.
It bled a lot. I freaked myself out.
I'm not gonna do it again.
- Hi. - Morning.
There's coffee left there for you.
FRANCES: Hmm. Thank you.
So what happens now?
I'm gonna go home.
Then what?
Library.
Come on.
I don't wanna move back in.
I don't want that either.
Okay.
What do you want?
- I-I don't want it to be the way it was.
I mean, we were behaving like a married couple.
Like we owned each other.
I don't really know how that happened.
People think in couples.
We have to work really hard to resist it.
- I do want us to be committed to each other
in our own way.
Whatever that turns out to be.
What do you think?
Sounds good.
Cool.
♪
...she wants to go in person.
♪
So you saw your dad in Dublin?
-Hmm. -That's good.
Yeah.
You know, he was very funny, your dad.
I-I don't mean to talk about him In the past tense,
he still has his moments.
But... when we met,
and when we got married and when you came along,
he was just terribly funny and kind.
And I didn't want you to think that--
Well, that that was never there
or that I--
I don't want you to hate him.
I don't hate him.
- I love him. I love both of you, you know.
I just wish it had turned out better.
And so do I.
You know.
I mean, no one knows how things are gonna turn out.
You can't be in charge of that.
You know, you just make decisions and you hope.
You hope.
♪
Home.
BOBBI : Yay.
♪
Yeah, I know.
♪
WOMAN: Why are we expected to clean up the mess
from the ones who promised help and then left us to neglect.
Every forehead I look at reads lines of sorrow.
♪
I need to get going.
♪
Hi.
NICK : Hey, do we need wine?
- Oh, um--
I--
I don't think you meant to call me.
NICK: Frances?
- Yep. Did I just call you?
- Afraid so. Shit, I'm so sorry.
I don't know how that happened.
- How are you? - Fine.
NICK: You're very quiet.
FRANCES: Um, I'm in a bookshop.
I'm shopping for Bobbi's Christmas present.
NICK: Uh-huh. Tricky customer.
The trickiest.
NICK: I won't even try and advise you.
FRANCES: Any help is welcome.
Good to hear your voice.
NICK: Well, I've been very strict with myself
about not calling you.
FRANCES: Really?
Why didn't you?
You told me you didn't wanna see me anymore.
I did.
Um--
NICK: Can you just, um, just give me a second?
It's kinda noisy here. Just give me ten seconds, alright?
- Yeah. Sure. I'll call you right back.
♪
How's Bobbi?
FRANCES: Yeah, she's good. Um--
We're sort of back together.
NICK: Oh, yeah?
FRANCES: I mean, we sleep together.
And we love each other, so--
NICK: That's good.
♪
FRANCES: Can I tell you something
about when we broke up?
NICK: Of course.
♪
- Remember when I had that consultation after my scan?
NICK: Yeah.
FRANCES : I said it went fine but it didn't.
So I have endometriosis.
Um, it's really painful,
and I might not be able to have kids.
Or that it might not be easy.
And then you told me you were sleeping with Melissa again,
and I just felt like
my body wasn't gonna feel good to you anymore.
♪
I don't know.
♪
Why didn't you tell me?
♪
I think I was worried that
you would treat me like a sick person
and I-I didn't want that.
♪
You know, I didn't really know what it all meant, but--
♪
I wish I'd learned about it.
♪
I felt like I was not what you wanted.
That I was getting it all wrong.
♪
FRANCES: You weren't.
It was just really complicated.
- You weren't happy that I loved someone else.
FRANCES: Um, all the time I loved someone else.
♪
What a hypocrite.
♪
Where are you now?
FRANCES: Stephen's Green.
I'm sorry I fucked everything up.
♪
NICK: Do you remember
at Melissa's birthday after we kissed?
FRANCES: Yeah.
I stayed in my room
and I waited for you for hours.
♪
I felt paralyzed by the idea that you were close by
and that you might come back.
♪
I have this impulse to be available to you.
♪
All the time.
♪
FRANCES: Nick--
Yeah?
♪
Come and get me.
♪