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He says you are very sad ridiculous man. I don't agree of course. And that you must pay someone to have sex like a prostitute. Nadia is a prostitute. I'm sorry.
What does he want. The Russian shithead. What do you want ?
He wants money.
Tell him to put the kettle down and I'll give him money.
He wants a lot of money.
I'll give him money. Tell him to put the...
He wants the money from your bank.
I'll fuckin' give it to him! We'll go down there.
You don't understand. He wants all the money that is in your bank.
I've got eight hundred pounds. Oh Jesus.
Oh Jesus.
He is sure you can do this. Of course you can not.
Oh Jesus. Of course I can't.
Just leave her alone.
I'm so sorry.
Leave her alone.
This is sensitive. Your car. Lovely car. Doesn't necessarily give the right impression.
Ch...
To customers approaching the bank from the rear
Right.
You can see why it's sensitive?
Uh... Yes.
Hello.
I thought you could give us the tour this morning. Sort of be our Indian Guide.
Right.
Sixty four thousand, eight hundred.
There's over eighty thousand here.
It's enough isn't it?
What do you mean?
You know what I mean babe, It's enough. We can stop.
Do you want to stop?
Yes.
We'll stop then.
What's this?
It's nothing. I burnt myself.
That's not a burn.
It is. I did it cooking.
Do you like it?
Yeah.
Say thank you.
Thank you.
What?
You heard what I said. I'm pregnant. I've been throwing up for weeks.
A baby? What are we supposed to do with a baby?
Name it.
What? What are you doing?
What are you doing here?
What. You're what? You're with this creep now.
Leave him!
You have. You've actually fallen for this prick.
No I haven't.
You first.
Fifty thousand. Almost exactly.
Put it in the cases. Split it up. And don't forget you owe me 150.
What for?
You know what for.
No I don't.
I got you those trousers from Paul Smith.
I've been buying you stuff all week. I've been buying him stuff all week.
Such as?
When we went to the Hard Rock Cafe. Who paid? When we went to see 'Cats'. Who paid?
Those aren't presents. That's normal friendship stuff
I paid for those guitar cases.
Yeah it was okay.
Yeah. It was quite good actually. Some bits I really liked.
The sets were good.
The sets were excellent. Everything was big, you know, all the rubbish, coke cans, sweet wrappers, dustbins, so when you were watching it you felt cat size. It was really clever.
How did you get here?
We swam. The Atlantic, it's not that big really.
Ruth McHibbon offered to pick you up at the airport.
We rented a car.
You didn't need to do that. You just didn't.
Is that Dr. Bennett's car?
He's up with your father.
How is he?
He's impossible. He won't eat. And because he won't eat, he gets weaker. And because he's weaker, he doesn't want to eat.
How much time does he have left?
You don't talk about those things. Not yet.
I don't know if you've seen it, but Josephine has some photos in the most recent Newsweek.
Really! That's wonderful.
Mom, would you say you understand Dad?
Of course.
What I mean is, do you really know what's going on in his head?
Yes.
How is that possible? I mean, you try to ask him a question and suddenly it's another one of his stories. You can't honestly say you know him.
Yes, Will, I do. And don't presume things you don't know.
Would you say you understand Josephine?
Yes. But that's a different...
No it's not. It's exactly the same. Your father and I met, we dated, and we married we chose each other because we understood each other on some fundamental level. Just the same as you two.
Josephine and I have a lot in common.
Yes, you both think William Bloom is a very smart man. The problem is, you only see me as your mother, and not as someone's wife. And I've been his wife longer than I've been your mother. You can't discount that.
True. But I've known him my whole life, and I don't feel like I know him at all. Or ever will.
I know it's not easy. Just remember, he didn't choose to be your father and you didn't choose to be his son. You just ended up together. You could pick numbers out of a dark bag and it'd be just the same. If you ask me, it's a wonder parents and children can stand each other at all.
But I understand you, Mom. I always have.
Well, clearly you don't. But I'm not the mystery you're trying to solve right now.
Before I forget, your father has papers in the basement I'd like you to go through. I wouldn't know what's important.
Mom, do you know who that is? Blonde hair.
Was she one of your teachers?
No. But it's weird. She seemed to recognize me.
Do you know who that is?