The Wedding Car It's My Shout: Short Films from Wales

I always knew you'd be the first one of us two to get married.

-Why do you say that?

-You're the better-looking one.

Always had the pick of all the girls ever since we were in school.

-Come on.

-It's true.

If I'd have been a bit more business-minded,

I'd have started a Rob Evans fan club, and charged a small fee.

I could have been a millionaire by the time I was 16.

Seriously, I think you may have been imagining it.

-I'm not saying they were all worth having!

-Oh, come on!

Anyhow... With you married off I might stand half a chance.

-What's the time?

-It is...

Half past nine, mate.

-Remember that bird on the tour in Magaluf?

-God! Don't remind me.

She was so drunk she didn't realise she had puke all down her own top.

-Didn't stop you trying to steal a snog, though, did it?

-A snog?

More like chew my face off, you mean.

You and the lads have never let me live that one down.

-God... That was a good holiday.

-Yeah.

You know, drunken slappers aside,

-I think that might have been the most fun I've ever had.

-You're telling ME.

-I wish we'd done it more.

-Mm.

Do you reckon Becky will let you come away with me occasionally or...?

Leave it. Don't want to talk about, OK.

Sorry, mate.

The happiest day of your life and all that, you know?

Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry. Mate, it's just nerves, you know?

It's a big step you're taking.

So, why can't we have the wedding reception in here, then?

It's your dad's pub, Baz.

We drink here every Thursday.

-What's the time?

-It is...

-9.30.

-It was half-nine a few minutes ago.

Oh, shit! I'm going to be late. Come on! Come on!

-Why didn't you fill her up yesterday?

-We'll be in and out.

-They think we're...

-The only gays in the village!

-I might add that to my wedding speech.

-Better not.

She told me no messing around on the way to HER wedding.

Messing around?

-Does she think I lead you astray?

-Mate...

Don't take it personally.

She just knows what she wants and that just happens to be me.

All to herself.

Flattering, in a way.

I imagine it'll be different once you're married.

Maybe she's just worried you'll change your mind

if you have fun spending time with your single mates.

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Hang on. I'll fill her up.

Sorry, mate, I left my wallet in the pub.

I'll get it.

That's £15, please.

TILL WHIRS

Thank you.

And congratulations.

You two make a lovely couple.

I think it's wonderful that you boys don't have to hide away these days.

Things have changed since I was a girl.

Of course, we always knew it went on.

There was Dafydd Jones and Michael down the road, and Sammy Thomas.

But he would never admit it.

Ruined his life, it did.

Ruined his life.

Thanks.

Good luck.

All right, let's go.

Oh, come on! You know how she gets.

CAR STUTTERS Oh, no, no, no, no! No!

What?

ENGINE STALLS Crap!

-You all right, lads? You in trouble?

-No, mate. We're fine, yeah.

-Ah, well, seeing as you're here...

-We're late.

-We're on the way to my...

-Your wedding. Yeah, I know, Rob.

No surprise when I heard.

Let me take a look.

No reception.

I don't believe it.

We're already cutting it fine. The whole family will bite my head off.

-They'll say they were right about me all along.

-What do you mean?

I'm not good enough for her.

They all...look right down their noses at me just like she does

when I say the wrong thing.

Mate, are you sure you're doing the right thing?

Only, you don't sound too happy.

It's how things should be.

Besides, it would have made Mum and Dad proud.

Hey, erm, the car's a diesel, right?

Well, it's not going to go far on a full tank of petrol, is it?

Haven't you boys got a wedding to get to?

I mean, I would drive you...

..but you're blocking the road.

You can get there by foot if you hurry.

-Ready?

-Let's go.

What time do you call this?

Is it really that difficult to be on time for once?

You've really shown me up. Can't you do anything right?

Go easy, Becky.

-We had a terrible time getting here, the car broke down.

-Huh!

You and that heap of junk!

Well, maybe if you'd have got us a better car for the wedding

instead of spending all the money on those terrible bridesmaid dresses...

You are not ruining MY wedding day!

# I know... #

Not now!

I'm just saying, this all seems to be about you and what you want.

-What about Rob?

-Leave it, Barry.

Come on, Becky.

-Let's get it over with.

-That is not the right attitude, Rob.

And you! You're never seeing Rob again.

I know you've been poisoning him against me!

What?

Becky, that's not fair.

He's my best mate.

The best man, MY best man.

Don't you dare defend him.

And as for you...

You make me sick!

You...

-..queer!

-Mum!

Look, Rob, we're getting married.

We can talk about all this later.

-No, we're not.

-What?

-I'm sorry, Becky.

You make ME sick.

EVERYONE GASPS

Sorry, we are going to get paid, aren't we?

-WHISTLE

-Lads.

Think you might be needing these.

I'll drive.

Hoy. Here you are, lads. One for the journey.

# The things I could wreck the most...

Told you.

# What you didn't mean to me

# Heart so warped, empty

# I'd rather live alone than live a lie

# I'm not prepared to even try

# No-o-o-o-o

# I know it shouldn't have got this far

# Oh, no-o-o-o-o

# Your dad paid for the wedding car

# No-o-o-o-o

# You know now it's meant to end

# Now you know

# And I'm driving off with my best friend. #