This Time Next Year

Ugh.

Shit.

- -

Oh, hi.

Did you make it out of the house?

Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm... I'm...

I'm at the tube.

Oh!

Good. And nothing bad's happened?

No fallin' pianos.

No pigeons of the apocalypse.

Not yet.

I'm sure the New Year's Eve jinx will get me in the end.

Like it does every year.

Okay, well, Minnie, I'm here preparing your pies,

so you can go have a stress-free night,

celebrate with your boyfriend, and see in the New Year.

So I say no to letting the jinx ruin tonight.

Remember, it's only real...

If I let it be real.

Seriously, Leila, in the 16 years we've been friends,

can you think of one New Year's Eve

that hasn't been a complete disaster for me?

Do you really think I make this shit up?

- Well, no. - Exactly!

I swear to you the universe has it in for me.

I love you.

- Yeah. I love you, too. - Have fun.

Nothing bad is gonna happen.

- -

Minnie?

No.

Uh, shit.

Oh.

Sorry.

Oh!

Aw! Oh, damn it!

Due to a signal failure

and an incredibly unlikely combination

of other technical failures,

this train will be held in a tunnel

until further notice.

Happy New Year, folks!

...eight, seven, six, five,

four, three, two, one.

Happy New Year!

- No, no, no, no, no! -

- Oh! - Oh, no!

Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Happy birthday to me.

Finally, you are a year late.

Sorry. I... I got stuck.

Um, Greg, you d... you didn't tell me

- it was black tie. - No one cares.

It's a bourgeois construct, isn't it?

Lucy.

Oh, I look like such a bloody lemon, though!

So this must be Minnie.

Happy birthday.

Shit, sorry.

Happy birthday.

Greg mentioned you're a 1st of January baby.

- Just like my boyfriend. - Thanks.

Um, I'm not really big into birthdays, though.

So what do you do, Minnie?

Uh, Minnie has her own catering business.

Hi, can I, uh, get a gin tonic as soon as you got 'em in?

It's not funny.

Yeah. I... I'll be back.

Ugh!

At least the night can't get much worse.

Come on, Minnie.

You know, it's only real if you let it be real.

Why would you say that! Why!

Shit.

Hello? Hello!

Can anyone hear me?

I... I really need some help!

Can someone please go and find Greg Bevans?

He's a short, angry man. You can't miss him!

He's the only one not wearing black tie!

- -

Hello?

Is someone there?

Hello?

Oh, thank God!

Can you help me? I... I'm stuck in here.

Oh, right.

So you locked yourself in?

No, the... the door handle broke.

Okay. Well, let me take a run at it.

You better stand well back

I don't want you to get hurt.

Oh, no, I... I think you need to pull it towards you.

Oh, okay then.

Um... Hi!

Hi.

How long have you been in here?

Not long.

Since just after midnight.

Well, Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

I'm Minnie. I came with Greg.

Ah, funny Greg's girlfriend.

So funny, he went home without me.

What are you still doing here?

I try to see the first sunrise of every year.

It's a chance to start everything anew.

Oh, it's my least favorite day of the year.

- I bloody hate it. - Oh, you can't hate it.

It's my birthday.

Get out of here.

Oh, it's my birthday, too!

Uh. Yeah, I... I don't think I've ever met anyone

with the same birthday as me, 1st of January.

Oh, I am such an idiot. It's your party.

You must be Lucy's boyfriend.

Yeah, Quinn.

Quinn?

Yeah.

- Quinn Hamilton? - Yes.

Quinn Hamilton born in Hampstead Hospital in 1990?

Yeah.

You! You stole my name!

- -

- -

Well, Mrs. Hamilton, at this rate you're not having this baby tonight.

You need to get up. Jostle things on a bit.

My money's on you, having this first '90s baby now, Connie.

Midwife's right.

You gotta get up. Get things moving.

- I can't. - Hey, you gotta breathe deep.

Like hippo.

None of these prissy little sheep sounds.

Moo!

- Like that, come on. - Moo!

Oh, my days, that's not your laugh.

What's wrong with my laugh?

- Don't make me laugh. Don't make me laugh. -

- Oh, it's worse. -

Oh, I'm, scared Connie.

- Well, it's a bit late now, innit? -

You're gonna be alright.

Do you know what you're havin'?

Oh, i... it's a boy.

Got a name?

My husband likes Leopold after his uncle.

Do you know what name I've got planned?

Quinn. It's a family name.