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Em!

I will take very good care of her, I promise, Mary.

OK, bye.

-Bye, bye, bye.

-Good morning. Are these mine?

Oh, sorry.

Morning all.

Just to remind you both that I'm off this afternoon?

I'm taking my goddaughter round the campus.

She's up for the Ravenscroft Theatre Design Scholarship.

Sounds impressive.

She's only here for a few hours so I really want to make the

absolute most of it by taking off an extra ten minutes, if that's OK?

It's a very busy day, Karen.

It's only ten minutes, and it's in a good cause.

The future of British theatre design.

Pretty please?

Oh, all right. I am such a soft touch.

-Yeah. But we love you for it. Don't we, Daniel?

-I wouldn't go that far.

Bet she's still asleep.

Hi, Tilly.

It's Karen again.

Just to remind you that we're taking Sasha round the university this afternoon.

Meet you at the top of the steps, yes?

Good morning. Sleep OK?

Where are you going?

Nowhere.

I've sent Martha home so we can have the day to ourselves.

And there's me thinking, "One look at me will transport him back to Tuscany, 1989."

I'm so sorry.

-I forgot, love.

-Don't be silly.

-Let me ring a florist.

No. I have got the perfect anniversary gift for us both.

It's the old recipe from the old Signora.

Wow, carpaccio...

..di tonno exactly. So that's lunch, if you fancy it?

-Any itches?

-Shoulder.

Bit lower.

Bingo. Thanks, love

All part of the service. Happy anniversary.

Happy anniversary, you.

ITALIAN MUSIC PLAYS

Tell him I'll see him really soon.

And I've got another session with Oliver today which is positive.

Give me a call. Bye.

Is that Zara?

Zara's voicemail. I'm seeing Joe at the weekend.

-Ah, I bet he's gorgeous now.

-Want to see him?

-A proper little smiler.

-Yeah. I can't wait to see him.

-Oh, here she is!

-Hello, Auntie Karen.

Doctor Granger. This is my ever so talented goddaughter Sasha.

-Hello.

-Me and her mum used to go to school together,

best mates until she moved to the sticks. How're your mom and dad? Still keeping goats?

-Karen says you're trying for a scholarship here.

-And she'll get it.

I really hope so.

So this is the next John Ravenscourt?

Dr Carter, this is Sasha.

Karen's been telling us all about your Egyptian masks.

-I really need the toilet.

-Downstairs on the left.

Was it me or is she a tad shy?

Teenagers. She never used to be like that.

-Out of her comfort zone, I expect. University will toughen her up.

-If she survives it.

She'll be fine.

SHE LAUGHS

Look at those stilettos what was I thinking?

I'm having to hang on to you.

No, you just liked to hang on to me.

Oh! Oh, well.

She'll be here in a bit.

Your mum said you wanted to see the university theatre, so we'll do that.

-I don't know what's on at the minute.

-A Streetcar Named Desire.

-Oh, is it?

Oh, it's voicemail. I'll try again.

Anything else you want to see, just let me know and I'll sort it.

Or I can ask myself.

Course you can, that's why you're here.

Hark at me, gassing on.

Mum said you probably would.

Oh... Come on, answer your phone.

Ah, there's Tilly.

Cheek!

This is for you.

This is the first year I wouldn't have got you roses.

A card is fine.

And it just so happens, here's one I bought earlier.

Nice.

"To Emma, love Sam."

Short and sweet.

Well, the card says it all.

Yes, it does.

Tilly!

We said by the steps, didn't we?

No, we said here. I've been waiting ages.

Really? Anyway, this is Sasha.

-Hello.

-All right?

This is very kind of you.

Immie said you may be able to show us the department,

the workshop, the campus and..

I'm really busy, Karen. I've only got half an hour.

-You said an hour.

-You can show her round yourself. You've been here longer than me.

I'm not a student, though, am I?

Immie thought you might have some time for us.

How is Immie? I bet she's busy too.

-She is but...

-Is this your design, Tilly?

Yeah and I made it.

Wow. It's so in your face.

Yeah?

It's wicked. Are you going to sell them?

Maybe I will.

Well, since we're here I suppose this is Theatre and Design.

We've got two floors.

Coffee.

Oh. There you go.

Ooh, I've forgotten to put the champagne in the fridge.

Tilly, would it be all right

if we saw the sets for Streets Of Desire or whatever it's...?

The theatre's over the other side.

It's five minutes away. She's dying to see it.

I read a review. "Moody and mesmerising", one said.

You need special permission, which is impossible to get.

Oh, is it?

Surely you can sneak us in.

It's a working theatre, Karen, they can't just let anyone in.

But she's come all this way.

Morning.

Hi, Paul.

Hi, Tina.

Tilly.

Are these for Streetcar?

No, they're prototypes for the next production

They're great. Although I would have used a foam core.

I agree. Dr Paul Fox, visiting lecturer.

I'm Karen Hollins...

Oh, dear!

Bull in a china shop!

I'm Karen Hollins, I work at the Campus Surgery.

You've got a bit of lipstick.

Sorry. My wife.

This is Sasha my goddaughter,

she's here for the Ravenscourt Scholarship.

She was asked to apply.

Was she?

You've certainly caught someone's eye.

She's got some questions about the course.

Excellent. Fire away.

I had a list....somewhere

If you could spare some time for a proper chat?

Why not? Always glad to help young talent.

I'm free after lunch.

Why don't we go for a drink at the Union.

I thought you were busy?

No, of course not.

I'm always happy to help new students.

Besides, Karen's buying.

OK. See you at half one.

Thanks so much, Tilly.

No problem. Meet you there.

Paul Fox is like the megastar of theatre design, Auntie Karen.

That was so nice of Tilly.

Perhaps we should have some lunch first?

Mum sent goat's cheese sandwiches.

Maybe I should save my money for the bar.

Apparently I'm buying.

Ta-dah!

You didn't drink your coffee.

I couldn't reach it.

I'm so sorry. How stupid of me.

Anyway, this should cheer you up.

Marks out of ten for the carpaccio?

I think I may have put too much lemon juice in it.

See what you think.

Hang on.

There you go.

OK, try this.

No, I'm fine.

Maybe I'll just have a drink first, I think.

Right. OK.

-Oh, OK. Hang on.

-For goodness sake!

-Do you want a straw?

-No!

Oh, for heaven's sake, Emma, just take it away.

-But it's our anniversary.

-Please!

It's a celebration.

Why on earth would we be celebrating?

Hmm?

-So what d'you think of the university?

-The workshop was awesome.

Jack says it's a really friendly place.

I gather that not all universities are like that.

It's so expensive.

True, but...

I think I'm only going to go if I get the scholarship.

Does your mum know that?

I just think that if I can get a job in the theatre,

I can be learning things without having to pay out thousands.

John Ravenscourt never went to uni.

That's ironic. But how many theatre design jobs are there?

We'd better make the most of this afternoon's chat with Paul Fox.

Actually, about this afternoon...

That was so nice of Tilly to organise, cos she's so busy.

I mean, Paul Fox.

People still talk about his multimedia exhibitions, even though they were years ago.

I think she's more interested in him than the work. Him as a man.

She's sharing her contacts, Auntie Karen, which is so generous.

She'll be sharing something...

I just wanted to say, be careful of Tilly.

Sorry, love.

My appetite's all over the place.

And I'm not exactly the best company, am I?

Look, I know you're feeling terrible

and you probably think that nothing

is worth anything anymore, but maybe...

We should count our blessings?

No. I wasn't going to say that.

Maybe this will bring us closer together.

We've got a second chance.

What, so it was a good thing that this happened to me?!

No obviously not. Don't be stupid.

There are no positives here, Emma.

That was me.

That was Sam Reid.

That was your husband.

God knows who this is, cos I don't.

You are the man I married,

the man I loved, the man I still love.

Please, you need to stop fooling yourself.

Tilly.

Strewth, look at you!

-You look amazing.

-I'm going out later so...

Thanks again for organising this.

Sure. Paul's great. He's so passionate.

And he's good-looking. Shame he's married. Don't you think, Tilly?

He's a free agent.

Not with a wife, he's not.

-Grow up, Karen.

-Hey, watch the attitude, you little madam.

Auntie Karen, please?

Paul. Hi.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hello again.

So...

What does everyone want?

Vodka and tonic for me.

You sit down. Make the most of Paul.

I probably shouldn't tell you this, but our head of department's just been singing your praises.

You're Sasha Millican?

-That's right.

-Egyptian masks?

Wow, Sasha, they know your name.

-What would you like to drink?

-I'll have another G&T, thanks.

-Sasha?

-Orange juice, please.

-So what's on your list?

Ah, well, the first thing is work placements.

You won't know this, Sasha, cos you're still at school,

but Paul's a respected artist in his own right.

I've had my share of success.

I loved your article on surround video techniques.

His what?

That was pretty controversial.

Tilly, come and give me a hand with the drinks.

It's true. I thought it was quite interesting...

Hey I love your earring, is it new?!

-Yeah.

-Oh!

I daren't ask.

Foxes? Squirrels? Wombles?

-They're rabbits.

-Oh, yeah, so they are.

-You've got one orange leg.

Is that part of the Tuscan look?

I ran out of fake tan. You weren't supposed to notice.

I always notice.

I was a grumpy git before, Em.

I'm not going to get any cheerier now.

You were never grumpy.

Are there modules on lighting design?

That shirt is amazing, Paul.

It really suits your physique.

So does yours.

Sorry, I should have held off on the G&Ts, but my wife...

Your wife? You were saying about your wife?

I think she's...

Between you and me,

I think my wife Marianne is maybe having an affair.

Oh dear.

I can't lose her. It's devastating.

Devastating, yes.

Paul, I was really hoping to see inside the theatre.

-You need permission, I'm afraid.

-Told you.

Paul, have you and Marianne, was it? Have you got kids?

Oh, yeah, five and three.

Awh.

They're great.

-So, she was asking...?

-Yes, sorry, what were you asking?

-I was...

Is it silk-based? It feels great.

-Oops. I am so sorry.

-Karen! For goodness sake I'm soaked!

I'll just help her out.

Paul. The lighting design modules?

Yeah, we look at visual composition, relationship with performance...

What's going on with you, sweetheart?

Immie says that you are always all about the work and you were great.

-That's a lie.

-One of the best in college.

Maybe there. But out there we're average.

Not rubbish, but not great either.

It's actually quite hard being average.

Immie's at the Slade, I'd say she's managing.

I'm managing.

What, like this? Throwing yourself at a lecturer twice your age?

Yes. Like this.

They've gone. You did that on purpose.

Ring Sasha, find out where they are.

I'm not taking orders from you.

I get it. You haven't got Paul's number yet, have you?

Sorry.

Wow!

I can't show you the lighting, unfortunately,

but it really emphasises the harshness of the play.

I've got goose bumps.

Have you?

It's great seeing a young artist so engaged with other people's work.

Thank you so much for showing me.

Can I see the other props? Are they backstage?

That's right. After you.

After our last session, I was trying to think about the initial triggers.

Mmm-hmm. And?

How could I be jealous? I love my son, I honestly do.

So?

But I was. Not of him himself.

But of how he became the absolute centre of Zara's life.

Where I used to be.

That's pathetic, isn't it?

What do you mean by "the centre of her life"?

That she loved him unconditionally.

There was no room for anyone else.

For you?

That's what I thought, initially. But then I realised she's never loved me that way.

I love her unconditionally.

Zara has got a lot of barriers up.

I've never been able to get through them all.

And Joe?

He broke through them just like that.

I'm not sure where the working lights are.

It totally captures the despair of the play.

The images look amazing.

So do you.

I know I shouldn't, but I'm going to help you get on this course.

Cos we could do some fantastic work together.

Sorry?

Don't be.

I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.

That was totally unprofessional, I should never have kissed you back.

I apologise profusely.

She's that way.

She's been let down by people all her life including by me.

No wonder she's wary. Self preservation.

As is maternal instinct.

Yeah.

As I said, she took me by surprise.

She's 17.

I should've read the signals better. I wasn't expecting her to...

Sorry, but you kissed me!

This is so lame.

I'm a happily married man.

Happily married. You're a dirty...

I open up the theatre out of the goodness of my heart...

Nothing to do with the four gin and tonics.

..for the benefit of a potential student and this is what happens.

-Now if you don't mind...

-Why are you lying?

-Lying?!

-Yeah.

I think your young friend needs to grow up

a little before she applies here.

-What?

-We're looking for talent, yes,

but equally crucial is the maturity to use that talent.

Don't you think, Tilly?

Maturity is crucial.

Hang on, you're going to make her pay for your seedy little mistake?

It's about maturity, Karen, weren't you listening?

John Ravenscourt was younger than me when he started his career.

This scholarship's about raw talent.

I'm afraid to say,

creative success is as much about your personality as your talent.

Tough but true.

-Sorry, hon, but he's right.

-Walk with me to the office.

Sweetheart, are you OK? Yes?

Oh!

He needs her to love him unconditionally.

I get that, every child needs that.

Everybody wants to be loved as much as they love others.

But even when I've done my best to be trustworthy and a good partner,

if she could just have a little bit more faith in me.

Maybe I should talk to her about couples therapy again.

What do you think?

Daniel, for now we need to focus on your issues.

It's more important we understand how you got to where you did...

..with Joe.

I'm going to report him for this, don't you worry.

I am so sorry.

What are you doing?

"Pick me up urgently. My office."

Who are you sending that to?

Um Marianne, wasn't it?

His wife?

Message sent.

That'll sort him out.

You don't have to worry about me,

Auntie Karen, I can look after myself.

I can see that.

This hasn't put you off university, has it?

I have had an awesome day, thanks.

I'm definitely going to go to university, scholarship or not.

I'm dead chuffed. And your mum will be really happy,

which makes me happy.

Can you imagine her face

when I tell her a middle-aged lecturer kissed me?

You might want more from life.

What more could I want?

You've been there for me every day since I was 16 years old.

I couldn't have done any of it without you.

I'd have never become a doctor.

You worked hard. You earned it.

Sam, the happiest days of my life are when I'm with you.

How many couples can say that, that they're happy?

Not many.

We like each other.

No, we love each other.

We managed before, we'll manage now.

And Isabella's pregnant!

Ah. Who's Isabella, have I met her?

-Is she hot?

-She's a pig.

Scientific studies have proven

that my treatment will reduce the risk of cancer by up to 50%.

There's a fox so keep an eye on the chickens.

-And the septic tank'll need emptying.

-What?!

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