A Good Woman Is Hard to Find

Ben, come on, not today.

Put that down.

Thanks.

Ben!

Oh, Ben, please don't do that.

What am I gonna do with ya?

He's enjoying that.

Doesn't say much, does he?

-Come on, you rascal. -Oh, here, here, love.

You'll need that at the checkout.

And, er, he, er...

He ate this on the way round.

Couldn't wait, eh, lovie?

-That's eighteen thirteen. -Mummy!

Yep, just, um...

I actually think I'm a bit short.

Oh. Oh, you might have enough in there, lovie.

No, erm... Let's see, let's see.

Actually, could you just ring these things off?

We've all been there, lovie.

Vote for Amy Taylor.

Get your fairness, equality, and liberty!

Amy Taylor is the future, kids!

Amy Taylor! Amy Taylor!

-Yeah, thank you. -She'll stand for everything.

She stands for hope!

Thank you very much.

Fuck me, diesel-dick.

Good.

No refunds, dickhead.

Ben, don't play with your food.

Ben.

When the cabin portholes are dark and green

because of the seas outside,

and the ship goes wop with a wiggle between

and the steward falls into the soup tureen

and the trunks begin to slip and slide

When Nursey lies on the floor in a...

Heap!

And mummy tells you to let her...

Sleep!

You aren't waked or washed or...

-Dressed! -Well, then you will know

-if you haven't... -Guessed!

You're fifty north and forty...

West!

Yeah!

Do you like that story, Ben?

Alright.

It's time for bed.

-I like the story! -I know! I like the story too.

Okay, lie down. Under the covers, yes.

Alright.

I love you.

And I love you.

Sleep.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, bollocks.

Please, please, please, please, please.

Thank you, Jesus.

-Hi. -Name?

Could I speak to Detective Baker, or Barnes, please?

They know me, they're looking after my husband's--

I need your name, love.

No, sorry, I don't think you understand.

They're looking after my husband's case.

Stephen Collins.

Is this about a restraining order?

No.

Sarah?

-Yeah. -Can I call you Sarah?

Yeah.

Just let sleeping dogs lie.

He's going to spill that.

Ben.

Hold your glass properly.

That's a new tablecloth.

He can still hear, can't he?

Yes, he can hear.

I don't understand it, if he can talk,

why doesn't he just talk?

When's the appointment?

-Thursday. -I'll go with you.

-There's no need. -I know you,

you'll just sit there and let them walk all over you.

If you want to get anywhere in this life

you have to be a bit of a bitch.

You'd know, would you, Mam?

Just make sure you get some answers.

Don't be sitting there like a pudding.

You're too soft, Sarah.

Always were.

Anything from the police?

No.

That estate.

Nothing good ever came out of it.

-Stephen came out of it. -No, he didn't.

He stayed in it and you joined him.

Well, it's called marriage.

Don't know why you can't come back here to live.

Do you need money?

No, I'm fine.

-We're fine. -You don't look fine.

What do you say, princess?

Wouldn't you like to come live with granny?

Bitch!

Ben, do you want to give these to daddy?

Maybe if you want to say something to him, you can.

Yeah? Okay?

That was really good.

Ah, the fuck?

Hey! Hey!

What the fuck!

Wait! Stop, stop, stop!

-Not a fucking word! -No, get out! Get out!

Get out! Get out!

Let's go.

Stay! Don't fucking say a word.

Fuck!

No. Stop, stop, stop!

Stop.

What the fuck is this? Netflix?

-Stop. -Who else is here?

-Who else is here? -It's just the three of us.

Good.

Can they stop fucking looking at me?

Can I put them in their room, yeah?

It's just here. It's just here.

Go on.

Sit in here just one minute, okay?

The man's gonna go. Just don't open the door.

Promise me, promise me?

You got no fucking towels in there.

Okay, you don't know me.

I don't know you.

Even fucking better.

You don't know me.

You seen nothing. Nothing fucking happened.

-You get me? -Yeah.

Please go.

"Go?"

Fuck me.

You could be a wee bit more...fuck.

Hospitality. Hospitable!

Hospitable.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

-Off. -Hold on.

Hey!

Two wee ones.

Fuck's sake.

My fucking arm.