[bright music]
# People that you know #
[Erica] We're thinking of going to Croatia
or maybe Greece.
Majorca, no?
At least I have a fella to go away with, Tina.
Oh, shots fired.
Uh, I'll have, you know,
there's about 50 young fellas on me Tinder
would only be delighted to take me away, Erica, yeah?
I got super liked by one of them this morning.
You should see the state of this fella, Dolores.
Fucking tide wouldn't take him out.
[Dolores and Tina laughing]
Uh, I heard that.
Look, be sorry.
Ah, yeah, Simon.
Is he a bit simple?
[Erica] He'd want to be to be super liking her?
I'm going to me lunch.
Cherubs, see you next Tuesdays.
-[phone rings] -Answer that first.
[phone rings]
Salon 22, Tina speaking.
Uh, she's just with a client at the minute.
Okay.
-Aine? -Yeah.
Pauline.
Oh, one sec, Dolores, that's Sean's ma.
How are you, Pauline?
-Aine? -Is everything all right?
Oh, Sean, he hasn't come home.
He went out for a walk yesterday evening.
Yeah, I haven't heard from him since then.
Uh, his phone's been off all morning too.
Yeah, he's a big boy, Pauline.
No need to go panicking just yet.
Yeah, well, he hasn't been himself lately, has he?
I, I'm worried.
No, there's no need.
Leave it with me, I'll get in touch with him.
I'll let you know when I do, okay?
-Okay, love. -Okay.
[phone beeps]
[receiver clunks]
# Feel that we are meant forever #
# We are meant forever #
[suspenseful music]
I'm sorry, I haven't seen him in weeks.
Okay, well if he does come in
will you tell him I was looking for him?
-Will do. -Thanks.
[Gavin] Did you ring round all the lads, yeah?
Yeah, like you was his main group.
Right, I'm trying to think.
There's not like-
What?
Another young one or anything?
Da.
No, Aine, 100%, not.
No, I know.
Uh, I feel like a dick for even asking, sorry.
Being honest, he has been very quiet
in the WhatsApp group and that, which I know that's only-
Yeah.
Honestly, I haven't a clue.
Listen, go on, we're not gonna keep you anymore.
Thanks, Gavin.
Yeah, keep me in the loop, yeah?
[Aine] Yeah.
See you in a bit, bye.
[Aine sighs]
Oh, any other ideas?
I don't know, da.
What about the canal?
He goes jogging there sometimes, doesn't he?
He's already been jogging there for 24 hours now, has he?
No, I meant if he hurt himself or fell.
Nah, sure someone would've, ah, I dunno.
-You didn't... -What?
You didn't notice him being off or anything,
lately, I mean?
No.
Well, he was a bit quiet in the house the other night
watching the match and that.
[Aine] Quiet how?
Well, usually he'd be shouting at the telly
and we'd be talking about the game,
but still, nah, hardly cause for concern.
You wouldn't know with him though.
What do you mean?
When something's bothering him,
it takes ages to drag it out of him.
Listen, if you want me to have an old chat with him,
or anything, just, just say, I will.
No, just let's worry about finding him first.
[phone chimes]
Pauline.
[Pauline] I rang around all the hospitals, nothing.
Right, okay.
We, uh, tried the mates,
we tried the gym, the pub, nothing.
I mean, at what point do we ring the Guards?
[Aine] I really don't know, Pauline.
[sighs] Well, Liam and Claire think we should, but...
Okay, well, you guys do what's best, all right?
Okay, we'll keep each other posted.
Right, okay, thanks.
Bye.
I swear to God, when I get my hands on him...
Things between the two of yous,
they're all right, aren't they?
-[bicycle clatters] -Yeah.
Right.
-[footsteps clomping] -[gentle piano music]
Like the usual, normal.
Of course, yeah.
[Aine] Why, what do you mean?
No, just, you know.
Da, spit it out.
You didn't have a row with him or anything, did you?
[phone chimes]
Say something to upset...
[phones chimes]
Ah, like, sorry.
Where in the fuck have you been?
[suspenseful music]
[gentle guitar music]
# Babe #
# There's something tragic about you #
# Something so magic about you #
# Don't you agree #
# Babe #
# There's something lonesome about you #
# Something so wholesome about you #
# Get closer to me #
# No tired sigh, no rolling eyes, no irony #
# No who cares, no vacant stares, no time for me #
[curtains clattering]
-[truck revs] -[horn beeps]
[door knocking]
-Morning. -Morning.
You, uh, you sleep all right?
[Aine] Yeah, like a log.
Glad one of us did, uh, sleep I mean.
I couldn't, I was tossing and turning all night.
Yeah, no, I lied, me too.
Oh, really?
But not because of that.
That's comfy.
It was, uh, sort of strange saying goodnight after-
Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have stayed.
No.
[jug thuds]
Sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound so, uh-
Forceful?
Yeah.
[horn beeps]
You really wanted me to stay, huh?
No, it was, no, like I said, you were, are really welcome.
I'm just being weird.
Right, okay.
Um,
now, look, I've left fresh towels and stuff in the bathroom
in case you wanted to have a little scrub.
[seagulls squawking]
[Aine gulps]
Speaking of words, uh, shower is what I meant, not, uh...
Thanks.
Uh, about last night.
Like, should we talk?
I mean, what is there to say?
I just think it might have been
one of those weird coincidences.
We might never run into each other again, you know?
Well, yeah, no, um,
then again, it's Dublin.
True.
We'll probably bump into each other all the time,
-now that we've- -Spent the night together.
Yes.
[laughs] Yeah.
I probably will actually go and have a little...
-Yeah. -Yeah?
I'll let you.
[gentle piano and orchestral music]
[shower splatters]
[window knocking]
[footsteps clomping]
[door clunks]
-Where is he? -In the sitting room.
-Aine. -What?
[footsteps clomping]
[ominous music]
[Sean crying]
Thanks Lloyd, you're very good.
[Lloyd] No worries.
Ah, come here, but don't come in
'cause I'm wearing a towel.
[Lloyd] I'd better speak up so.
No, I can hear you, mad thing.
No, I know.
It's a gag.
You'll have to speak up, I'm wearing a towel.
No?
No.
I'll take my banter elsewhere or so.
[cup thuds]
[footsteps clomping]
[cup thuds]
[coughs] All good?
Yeah.
Good, so, listen, breakfast.
God, no, I'm fine.
What do you mean you're fine?
I have to go.
Ah, no, you have to have some brekkie.
-I can't. -Of course you can.
Honestly, I don't even eat breakfast.
What do you mean you don't eat breakfast?
The odd time.
[water trickles]
Aine, it's the most important meal.
[laughs] I know, I've been told that a million times.
Come on, it's the least I can do.
[Aine] No, you've done enough.
No, I mean, especially if it's, like you said,
we'll probably never see each other again, so.
You don't have to go making breakfast
[laughs] Making breakfast.
Huh?
-Uh, Aine. -Lloyd.
It's Saturday.
[jaunty orchestral music]
I know they say don't judge a book, but...
[traffic rumbles]
[food sizzling]
-There you are, Franko. -Thanks.
[plate clunks]
Morning, friends.
-Morning. -Morning.
[Brendan] What'll it be?
Uh, the usual please, Brendan.
Now, what do you usually get, son?
[Aine laughs]
Don't mind her, a large breakfast.
No mushroom, extra sausage instead, I remember, son.
-Thanks, Joan. -No problem, love.
I see you brought your young lady again this morning.
Love to see you, darling.
Uh, no, that's not Denise, Brendan.
That's a different girl, different race.
Jesus.
Oh, sorry about that, love.
Should have gone to Specsavers.
This is Aine.
She just stayed the night in my, um...
-No, not in a, -[Franko laughs]
no, no, she's a friend, a new friend.
Denise is away at the minute, that's all.
While the cut's away, what?
How are you, Aine?
-Good, thanks. -Good.
The mice will play.
And yourself?
Ah, sure who'd listen.
[Aine] Ah, tell me about it.
Where is Denise, Lloyd?
Is she somewhere nice?
Um, yeah, she's, uh, just walking across Spain.
-Walking? -Across Spain?
Yeah.
Ah, God, ah, that's brilliant.
No, I heard of that.
Who's she doing that with?
Well, just on her own.
-She's what? -On her own?
Yep, on her own.
On her own?
Yes, Julia.
You can't let her do this.
I don't know if you've ever met your daughter, but-
She isn't in the right frame of mind, Lloyd.
Are you listening to me?
Yes, Julia.
She shouldn't be alone right now.
Thank God we're leaving.
Everybody hates us.
What are these, Bill?
Morning, Denise, Karen.
You want us to wait for you?
No, no, I'll catch you up.
Ah, go on, vamos, vamos.
-Okay. -Okay.
-[gentle ambient music] -[dog barking]
Aw, did you make these?
Si.
They're beautiful.
Gracias.
-Three euros? -Si.
Okay.
Here you go.
[gentle ambient music continues]
No, it's okay.
[seller speaks in Spanish language]
You know, Denise, from an economic standpoint,
the morally correct thing to do is to pay the right price.
-I'm just saying. -[dog barking]
[gentle ambient music continues]
[Denise laughs]
[dog barks]
[birds chirping]
So, what can it'll it be for our new friend?
What are the specials?
They're a band from the '80s.
[laughs] Good one.
I'm gonna take
one of your, uh, medium breakfasts please, Brendan,
with no mushrooms for me.
And, uh, tea for two?
-Yeah. -Please.
Thanks.
Do you have any oat milk?
Ah, good night.
No, we don't, Aine, sorry about that.
I'll give you some of the low fat stuff.
Is that all right?
Yeah.
So much for me doing me little bit.
I've been watching those documentaries,
you know, the ones with the calves
being ripped away from their mas?
Mm.
Sorry, puts you off your breakfast.
No, this'll be too tasty for me to feel an ounce of guilt.
Now, tea for two.
[Aine] Thanks.
And your low fat milk.
[plates clattering]
[Aine] No, but that's you,
otherwise it'll be as weak as Parnell's piss.
[Lloyd] What's that mean?
[Aine] I don't know, something my da used to say.
Morning, gents.
[spoon clatters]
[tea trickles]
[mournful orchestral music]
[Sean cries]
[spoon taps and scrapes]
[tea trickles]
[teapot thuds]
You okay?
Sorry, yeah, I'm zoned out.
You're grand.
Where did you go?
Sean.
Yeah, of course.
I thought he'd get better.
He went missing for a day and a half, six months ago.
Said that he went for a walk,
couldn't remember 'owt about it,
except that he was out by the sea.
Spent a few weeks in the hospital then and he seemed-
Mad.
No, Jesus, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to use that word.
I just...
Like, before he went missing, was he, like, depressed
or, I mean, like,
like what started it?
He said that he'd been having panic attacks.
[panting] Years, like, what the?
I didn't know what they were,
or why they were happening to me.
Just never thought I'd be that person.
What do you mean?
[mournful orchestral music continues]
It's hard to describe.
And why did you never say anything?
-Because. -Because what?
-Afraid to. -Afraid, it's me.
-Yeah. -I don't...
Who'd wanna be with someone like that, Aine, you know?
-No, don't do that. -Do what?
You know what, that's not fair.
You asked, so I'm telling you.
I'm still here because I want to be.
-Do you? -Yeah.
Come on.
[mournful orchestral music continues]
For years he was,
like, I'd be the one chasing his attention, do you know?
Like, I'd be the one
needing the minding and the reassurance and-
[Lloyd] Right.
He was always so chilled, from yay high.
We'd known each other forever.
He was happy as Larry.
Who the fuck is Larry, what?
But yeah, something just happened.
And I dunno what.
It's like this switch, you know
the Sean that I'd always known,
I'd get glimpses of him, the old him,
but I just knew something was wrong.
Do you know what I mean?
[customers chattering]
[spoon clatters]
I should have, I don't know.
But I was too late.
[mournful orchestral music]
[Sean] Implement, so my therapist says,
you know, running, working out, meditating, positive things.
[Aine] Yeah.
Putting out anything toxic,
be it food, people,
whatever it might be, you know.
[footsteps clomping]
I can't keep stopping every two minutes, Aine.
Every two minutes, me bollocks.
Let me walk for a sec.
That stuff you're talking about.
Yeah?
That takes time.
Yeah, of course it takes time.
Why are you being-
I'm not being anything.
[bird caws]
Okay.
Like, this is a good thing.
I know, obviously it is.
It's all positive.
It's just, there's no quick fixes.
[pants] That's all I'm saying.
Do you want to go for a drink later?
[scoffs] Have you been listening
to a word I've been saying?
You haven't said anything about alcohol.
Aine, until I start to feel...
I'm gonna be sticking to set things for a while, okay?
Okay.
You need to relax as well.
What do you mean, I need to relax?
They don't admit people into hospital.
-I get it. -Do you?
Yeah, I do.
Do you know how fucking worried everyone's been about you?
[birds chirping]
Of course I do.
Look, I don't wanna fight you, I really don't.
I'm just trying to say
that you can't fix everything in your life in a day.
It's gonna take time.
Just trying to get better for you.
I know, I know.
But am I one of,
am I one of the negative things that you're talking about?
Like, am I a problem?
Are you done?
Yeah.
[bird caws]
-Nice try. -Mm.
-No more breaks. -No. [laughs]
[Lloyd] Oh.
-Stuffed? -Mm.
I don't know, my appetite's a bit...
No wonder you didn't touch yours, drowned in red sauce.
Uh, it's called ketchup.
Brown sauce?
What are you, me granddad?
I bet you say house coat instead of dressing gown
as well, don't you?
Now if you do you can-
-I do. -Ah.
[Aine laughs]
Fuck you and your house coat.
You don't honestly think
that house coat is posher than dressing gown?
-No, it is. -No it's not.
No, no, stop, I'm gonna get this.
-No, Lloyd. -No, look, please.
You can get me again.
Thank you.
Is this 'cause you feel sorry for me?
No, but I do as well, you know,
Hate that.
Being the, the girlfriend of a fellow that kills himself.
People either tiptoe around you,
-[phone chimes] -or they think you're to blame.
-I gotta get this. -Okay.
Hey, Brendan, what do it owe you?
Erica, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot.
[Erica] What's the story?
Oh, no, just something came up.
[Erica] Is everything all right with you?
Yeah, yeah, just-
[Erica] No, it's just 'cause your ma rang here
looking for you.
Did she?
[Erica] She seems a little bit freaked.
What's going on?
-I'm fine. -Aine?
Nothing, honestly, it was just one of those nights.
[Erica] Well, maybe you should just ring her, just...
Tina says she can come in anyway.
Yeah.
[Erica] Why don't yous just take the day off, yeah?
Yeah, thanks, Erica, thanks.
-Everything okay? -Yeah.
I was just due in work at 12 and completely forgot.
Oh, right.
[laughs] I don't have to go in though.
-Good luck, low fat. -See you later, full fat.
Very good.
So, uh, what you gonna do?
I dunno.
What are you doing?
-Whoo! -[people chattering]
Can I share something with you?
Yeah.
My Camino, it's all about Monica,
lying there in that bed, tubes everywhere.
She whispers to me, "Bill,"
so I lean forward,
thinking these are gonna be her last words,
and she says, "Bill, promise me.
Promise me,
you'll drag your sorry, fat ass across Spain next year."
-And look at me now. -[Denise laughs]
[Karen] Guys, wait for me.
It's better having a permanent siesta back there.
Call a manager, Karen.
Oh, waited two weeks to make that joke.
-[gentle ambient music] -[birds chirping]
[traffic rumbles]
[Aine] This is nice, actually.
[Lloyd] The bridge?
Not have anything to do for today.
-Completely free. -Yeah.
[traffic rumbles]
Do you know, I never even asked you what it is you do.
[Aine] I'm a hairdresser.
Oh, lovely, shoulda guessed.
Why, do you think I look like one?
Yeah.
No, just your hair is very cool, that's all.
Not that that means...
My barber is bald, so it doesn't.
[both laughing]
Anyway.
I know you already told me what you do,
but I can't remember, what was it?
I usually just say I work in sales
and then people go, "Oh."
And then they keel over with boredom?
Essentially, yeah.
[laughs] What do you sell?
Dreams. [laughs]
Do you really want me to get into it?
Honestly, no. [laughs]
Good, most people find it dreadfully boring.
To be fair, though, I love me job.
I'm a team leader.
What's that mean?
It means I'm the leader of a team.
[laughs] You don't wanna be a singer, no?
-Hmm? -A singer?
No, God no, no.
Karaoke, no, that's not like singing, singing, no.
My mate, Baz, he can really sing.
What about your little award at home?
[Lloyd laughs]
Or was that like, uh, oh, do you remember sports day,
when everyone gets a prize?
-No. -[Aine laughs]
No, I can sing, it's just, what's the joke?
I am to real singers, what Count Duckula is to vampires.
[both laughing]
[mournful orchestral music]
[Karen] I'm gonna do ayahuasca every year.
I just think it's like a reset.
Back me up here, Bill.
Tell Denise she should totally come to Peru with me.
Oh, an ayahuasca retreat, huh?
I mean, oh, powerful stuff,
but like everything of that nature, tread lightly.
You're full of surprises, aren't you, Bill?
-Yeah. -[Denise laughs]
Yeah, I had rad it would help me deal with my grief,
but I guess I wasn't in the right head space.
Well, maybe your grief was too present.
Maybe it was too soon after Monica's passing.
There is no pain so great
as the memory of joy in present grief.
[Bill] All I know is we go on, like this walk,
you know, one step in front of another
with all its ups and downs
and aches and pains.
All we can try and do is stay on the right path.
You know, I personally believe
that a life comes to an end exactly when it's supposed to
and the lessons are learned.
Karen, just stop.
Have you ever lost me one, Karen?
Well, two of my grandparents.
I'm sorry about that,
but that's, that's very different
to what Bill is experiencing, right?
Right?
I was just saying.
Don't, just don't, don't.
Your, your everything happens for a reason shit
is good for a joke,
but this is, this is a man's life we're talking about.
Really shit things happen to people, Karen,
for no reason, none.
[mournful ambient music]
Are you okay, Denise?
Fucking [indistinct].
-Denise. -No, don't.
[Karen] Denise.
[Bill] Let her go.
[mournful ambient music continues]
[Aine] Ah, I often think about packing in my job actually.
-Oh yeah? -Yeah.
-How come? -Just everything, you know.
You reflect, don't you?
-Mm. -Yeah.
I think I was 12 when I said I wanted to be a hairdresser.
And then you hear your mam saying to everyone,
"Oh, she's gonna be a hairdresser,"
so of course you become one.
And, don't get me wrong, like, I'm good at my job.
I haven't butchered some young one's hair or anything,
but I just don't know if this is what I wanna be doing
with the rest of me life, you know?
-So, -[jaunty orchestral music]
what is?
[pen scratching]
Nearly finished?
Nearly
Finished.
God, let's go for the gramme.
Don't Claire, they'll hack me.
Give over, your gorgeous.
Get in there, Sean.
Just go ahead.
Easier life, just do as she says, bro.
Okay.
Smile, big smile, Harry.
[camera shutter clicks]
She's a teddy as well, suits you.
He could do with a little cousin.
Not here.
I'm just saying. [laughs]
Leave them alone, you two.
Are we gonna hear this story or what?
-Harry? -Absolutely.
[Aine laughs]
I'd always be writing these little stories
for Sean's nephew, do you know?
That got me thinking.
Then the other week me ma just dragged me outta bed
and she brought me into the library with her.
In walks these 30 junior infants
in their little high-vis vests.
She goes, "Right, you're reading to them."
I said, "What?"
She goes, "Yeah, Dave is out sick, go on."
And, honestly, it was a buzz.
-Nailed it, did ya? -Yeah.
Didn't get a distinction in speech and drama for nothing.
Oh, let me just get that for you.
No, but I was reading this bloke's stories
and I was like, do you know what,
my ideas are actually, do you know?
But do you know what you need to do?
You need to visualise your first book cover.
Yeah, like a conceive, believe-
-Achieve. -Achieve.
Yeah, exactly, and you, um,
you manifest it into reality.
Yeah, or I could just write the bloody thing.
[laughs] Right, go on, sell.
What?
Let me hear one of your ideas.
-[seagulls squawking] -No.
-Uh, Aine. -Uh, Lloyd.
Let me hear the sales pitch.
Absolutely not.
Right.
Right, this isn't fucking Shakespeare now or anything right?
[Lloyd] Mm-hmm.
It's an outline for a kid's book.
-Remember that. -Mm-hmm.
It's not fleshed out, so I just-
Jesus, if this was "Dragons' Den"
I'd be out like a shot.
Let's go.
Okay, so there's this termite called-
Harry.
Called Harry who wants to be a carpenter,
'cause that's his dream,
but he can't, obviously.
-Obviously. -Obviously.
[laughs] Why not Harry?
Because he's a termite.
-And what do termites eat? -Wood.
So, his ma and his da are, basically, saying, like,
"The wood is free
and it's not for making tiny insect furniture,"
but, basically, what they're saying is, like,
"You're bringing shame on the family."
Do you know?
And meself and Harry,
we haven't fully come up at the ending yet,
but since his family keep eating everything that he makes,
he comes up with this bright idea.
Like a USP, if you will.
Yes, Liam, thank you.
So, he starts to make
these edible wooden plates and forks and knives
and what else did we say?
[indistinct] picnics.
Yeah, yeah.
And you think that he should become a superhero as well?
-And win the lotto. -And win the lotto.
[everyone laughs]
And where's he gonna go on holiday?
-Disneyland. -Way hey.
[everyone laughs]
And they all lived happily ever after.
-The end. [slaps] -The end.
[everyone cheers and applauds]
I think that is fucking brilliant.
I can see the book.
No, sounds real stupid now that I say it out loud.
No, it doesn't at all.
It does, I'm embarrassed.
Embarrassed?
Ah, no, Aine, listen.
Hey, do you know the way they say
that this isn't a rehearsal?
Yeah.
Yeah, so if you wanna be a children's writer,
there's no reason why you can't be one.
I mean, life's too short,
which you know better than anybody.
I believe in you is all I'm saying.
And if you pack in the hair dressing
and the scribbling doesn't go well,
you can always come and join my sales team.
Aine, promise me that you'll write that one though.
-Aine? -[mournful orchestral music]
Do you hear me?
[motorbike revs]
-[trunk clunks] -[siren wails]
-Now, there's some. -Jesus, are you sure, Paul?
Nah, when Aine mentioned it,
I thought lovely...
Aye, lazy man's load, Aine.
Sure, just sitting around taking up space, you know.
Ah, this is great.
I can't really afford the gym till I'm back working, so.
Good to be doing something.
When we get it all in, I'll put the bench together for you.
Sure, I can do all that.
Don't want to be taking up all your time, Paul.
Ah, nah, Sandra would have me doing all sorts
if I was at home.
Listen, I just wanted to say to you,
I went through a tough time myself years ago.
It was the martial arts got me back on track, you know.
-Da. -Mm.
-Sorry if that's- -No, not at all.
Aine, have a root in the glove box there.
Little set of Allen keys.
Grab 'em for us, will you?
Really appreciate all of this, Paul?
And,
I'm sorry
For what?
For letting all of you down.
Never apologise for asking for help.
Do you hear me?
-[mournful music] -I hear you.
Come on, no slacking.
All right, love.
Yeah, right.
Aine.
Oh, my God.
I might be a genius.
I just thought of a brilliant title for...
[mournful music continues]
Sorry.
I know it must be really difficult for you to...
Just trying to wrap me head around it.
[motorbike revs]
You can see kids jumping in from further down there.
When the tide is low, you can see the bottom.
You never think of the Liffey as a...
Where are you going?
Anywhere except this fucking river.
Stop, look,
I'm sure you did, you know, everything you could to-
Do you know what he did a week before he died?
Week before?
Yeah, he came to my job.
[Aine and Erica chattering]
[Aine screams]
[Erica and Sean laughing]
Sorry, yous all right?
No.
Hey, Sean.
How are you, Erica?
How are you, hon?
Are you doing okay?
Yeah.
Good.
What are you doing here?
Uh, I was just passing by.
Where are you going?
Uh, [laughs] I actually came by to see you.
-For what? -Well, do I need a reason?
No, but...
Well, I have one actually.
Uh, I got us something.
Iceland?
-A holiday, is it? -Yeah.
Finally get to see the northern lights, huh?
Check it off the list.
What list?
The fucking list, Aine.
[people chattering]
Why?
What do you mean, why?
What's going on, Sean?
What's going on with you?
Nothing, forget it.
[Lloyd] I don't understand.
Is that not a good thing, no?
No, it wasn't the booking of the holiday.
That he surprised you or...
Well, it's just that it wasn't him, do you know?
Like, it's easy to say it now,
but I knew something was off, just the way that he did it.
-Do you know what I mean? -Yeah.
-Had a feeling in your gut?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Yeah, it was just, like, why would he plan that
and then a week later...
And then my reaction was...
-I'm sorry. -You don't need to be sorry.
Just like I don't need to be sorry.
He was a selfish prick at the end of the day.
It's such a scary thing though.
He must have felt so alone.
Alone?
Are you for real?
He wasn't fucking alone.
No, I know.
No, he had me and he had his ma
and he had people helping him.
No, I expect that.
The weights that my da gave him,
he used them in his fucking bag so we wouldn't come back up.
Can you imagine that?
My da's in fucking bits over that.
I loved him, I fucking loved him.
[seagulls squawking]
[mournful music]
[plates clattering]
[oven whirs]
[phone rings]
[Denise] Hi, this Denise's voicemail.
Leave me a message and I'll call you.
-[wine trickles] -[mournful music continues]
[curtains swishing]
[footsteps clomping]
[suspenseful music]
[traffic rumbles]
[phone rings]
[Denise] Hi, this is Denise's voicemail.
Leave me a message and I'll call you.
[phone rings]
-Yeah, Lloyd? -Where are you?
[Denise] I'm on my way.
I'm in, I'm in a taxi.
I can see you, Denise.
I'll be there in two minutes, okay?
[car revs]
[door slams]
[footsteps clomping]
-Who is he? -I don't know him.
It certainly looked like yous knew each other, Dee.
No, I was, I crashed into him
and I wasn't watching where I was going
and we just started talking.
Right, how lovely.
Because this, me and you talking, that can wait, can it?
But I'm here now.
Look, I made us, I...
I'm sorry, it's just, his name is Sean
and he looked like he'd been crying
and I just talking to him scared me.
What's, what's that supposed to mean?
Maybe I should have, I don't know.
I just hope he's okay.
Look, you can't be the counsellor
for every sad sack in Dublin, Denise.
He was in pain and-
Oh, he's in pain, I'm-
-And he- -In pain.
-He- -No, no.
Look, I don't care about what's wrong with him, Denise.
Okay?
Fuck that guy!
I'm gonna go
because I can't talk to you when you're like this.
No, you can't go because we need to sort this out, okay?
I'm here longer than I said I'd be
and I just wanna know when I can come home
because I want to come home, Denise.
I need more time.
Time, time, yeah, and space, of course.
Let's not forget about that.
But it's all right,
'cause you got all your talking done with some randomer.
It's just what I need.
I'm sorry.
Dee.
Do you still love me though?
Sure.
[door slams]
[people chattering]
Look, I'm sure that he loved you too, very much.
What would you know?
Yeah, you're right, I'm sorry.
Do you know how many people
have been saying that to me?
I'm getting so sick of hearing it.
Right.
Aine, I just went out for a walk, okay?
I was ringing you.
Yeah, but what, this is my life now, is it?
You don't hear me within an hour
and it's my photo on the side of milk cartons?
No, just send a text.
Let us know where you are and that you're okay.
I was listening to music and my phone died.
Well, next time just bring that portable charger thing
I got you.
Yeah, fair enough.
And I would have, if you'd ever let me wear my fanny pack.
[laughs] Yeah, 'cause you look like a gimp.
with that thing on.
Stop trying to make me laugh.
I'm not.
Calling it fanny pack.
It's a bum bag.
And you can wear it as long as it's across-
I can wear it as long as it's across my body.
Yeah, I know.
Never gonna happen.
That's how people wear it.
Yeah, people who are 16
and deliver drugs on electric scooters.
[Aine laughs]
Yeah, but you're not me da
rocking a giant bum bag on holiday,
keeping people's passports and money safe, either.
[both laughing]
Haven't heard you laugh like that in ages.
What's going on isn't funny.
Nah.
It's what it is though.
[motorbike revs]
[feet thudding]
Look, uh, I'm sorry about springing
the northern lights trip on you like that in front of Erica.
No, it wasn't that.
[Sean] Whatever it was.
I'm reading this thing on, uh, toxic positivity.
Just say so if you wanna have a little read of it.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Yeah, send it to me.
Not that I'm saying... [laughs]
[laughs] I know.
Feeling a bit stupid, giving you your other prezzie now.
Oh God, what is it?
Giz a twirl.
[Aine laughs]
A Twirl for a twirl.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Right then, I'd better get going.
I don't want Pauline putting out the amber alert.
Goodnight, Sean.
I love you, Aine Casey.
[footsteps clomping]
They's all just being nice, saying the right things.
[Lloyd] It's not just that.
Lloyd, if Sean really loved me,
he wouldn't have fucking jumped.
[Lloyd] Where are you going now?
I'm going to get pissed.
Okay, do you think that's a good idea?
I think it's a fucking great idea.
Are you coming?
[mournful music]
[door clunks]
Aine, love?
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[mournful music]
Lloyd?
[traffic rumbles]
[mournful music]
You okay, mate?
Mate, you're all right, yeah?
[horn beeps]
[footsteps clomping]
[water splashes]
[passersby screaming and shouting]
[ominous orchestral music]
[mournful piano music]
No. [cries]
Oh, God, no. [sobs]
Oh, God.
[Aine sobbing]
I'm so sorry.
-Oh, my God. -Yeah, I know, I know.
I, I passed by him, I didn't, uh-
[Denise] You didn't say anything to him?
-No, I did. -What did you say?
Lloyd?
No, I'm, I'm not sure that he heard me.
[Denise] Lloyd.
Why?
What was I supposed to do, Dee?
[Denise] I don't know, just something.
L- like what?
I didn't know he was gonna jump in.
[Denise] Can you just come over please?
[mournful piano music continues]
Lloyd?
[seagulls squawking]
Do you know, I think it's better if I just go home.
Really?
-Yeah. -[traffic rumbles]
All right, thanks for letting me stay.
-[seagulls squawking] -[people chattering]
[wings fluttering]
[upbeat rock music]
# Are we running #
# I can feel that you just won't let go #
# Or are we fighting #
# Are we holding onto what we've lost #
# I can't feel the love that I've known #
# I guess it's hard to cope that we are getting old #
# So, maybe we just need to start again #
# We can run in the rough #
# Live the life that we want to #
# Yeah, uh, settle down in the jungle #
# 'Cause the world's out to get you #
# 'Cause I know #
[upbeat rock music]
# And I know #
[upbeat rock music]
# Can you see the way #
# Do you feel it too #
# All you life #