The first 200 lines.
-If we buy all the manufactured parts,
we're going to have a monopoly.
I've been working on this forfour weeks, day and night.
My wife has left me over it.
But it's been worth it.
Yeah.
I've got Ms. Nolan on the line.
Oh, hi, Ms. Nolan.
Greenstock.
All one word.
Quoting.
Oh, incidentally, Francis was just--
Forget about Francis.
Get me some detail on Greenstock.
Greenstock.
You've got to share price it.
Yeah.
I've 34.5
Got a share price of 34.5.
-What are the earnings per share?
2.2.
-That gives them a P ratio of 15.5.
15.5.
Dig up everythingyou've got on Greenstock.
They're ripe for takeover.
I've got another meeting, and I'll
be back in the office at 10:00.
Oh, and happy birthday.
Happy birthday, she's gone.
Sorry about that, Francis.
Next quarter, hey?
Right.
Wait here.
Good morning, Doctor.
He's come around quicker every year.
Ms. Nolan.
My checkups.
That's why I'm here, isn't it?
No.
Please-- um, Ms. Nolan, please.
Oh, look.
I'm sorry to do this to you on your birthday,
but I've had a call from the fertility clinic
about your eggs.
Oh, no.
I have got a lot further to gobefore-- that was the point.
Eggs frozen at the peak of perfection, ready to use
when the time is right.
-Apparently, there's been a fire.
A fire?
Well, what about my eggs?
All the eggs were destroyed.
Well, I'll freeze some more.
I've got loads of time.
Ms. Nolan, look, please.
Just look at this graph.
See the fertility age.
Mid 20s, fairly fertile, lovely.
But you are here.
So if you're serious about having a baby,
well, you're going to have to do it
the way nature intended-- pronto.
Good morning, Ms. Nolan.
Look what came for you.
Go away.
Charles.
When you land, don't go back to the office.
Come straight to my house.
We have to talk before the party starts.
Where is Charles?
-He's gone straight to the office.
Just-- can we just go and talk?
I had no idea you wanted a--
No, I've left it too late.
-Oh no, I know loads of women who
have had babies in their forties.
-But Charles can't even be bothered
to turn up for my party.
How am I going to get--
Don't give him the choice.
And if all else fails, you can always
use the fondue fork in the condom.
Worked once for me.
Too nice.
All right, darling.
Thank you.
How's my birthday girl?
You're a stuffing ass, butI'm not going to make a scene.
I love you, too.
Darling.
What?
Get undressed.
What?
Get undressed.
No, look-- I've missedyou, too, you naughty girl,
but this is the middle of a party.
We have to make a baby.
What?
I'm ovulating.
No, I thought you-- Ithought you wanted to wait
and use those eggs that you gave--
Well, there was a fire.
Oh, dear.
This is fertility.
Right.
This is age.
I'm all the way down here.
I have never been at thebottom of a graph in my life.
Don't worry about fertility.
Look, you will always be top noogie woogie tottie
as far as this chap is concerned.
We don't have much time.
All right.
Have you thought about the logistics?
Logistics?
-Look, I mean, you're going to need a bigger
place, somewhere with a nanny flat.
I don't want a nanny.
-What, you're going to look after it yourself?
Oh, don't be ridiculous.
I can't give up work.
-Yes, but darling, they don't go to boarding
school until they're four.
Boarding school?
-No, you're surely not thinking that I--
We don't have to worryabout all of this now, OK?
You just relax and take a deep--
No, leave it.
Mr. Yamamoto.
Yes, sir.
The deal is done.
I will call you back, two minutes.
-Your heart's not really in this, is it?
Well, it does seem alittle forced with everybody
downstairs.
It's nothing to do with that.
It's the idea of having children.
-Amanda, that is absolute rubbish.
That's what terrifies you.
I am on the fertility downslide.
I can't waste my time with aman who can't commit to having
children, who can't even committo a proper relationship.
--Why are you picking on me like this?
I haven't done anything wrong.
I've been to the office, I've done my work,
I've spoken to the Japanese.
Now I've come home and I want to have a party.
I want to have a baby!
Don't make me laugh.
You'd be a horrendous mother.
You're far too selfish.
For goodness' sake!
Ten years, and we still lead separate lives.
It's rubbish.
I practically live here.
Oh, a pair of socks, a packetof condoms, and the hockney.
That is everything that belongs to you.
What do you want from me?
What do you want?
Nothing.
What is that supposed to mean?
It's over, Charles.
No, no, it is not over.
-We have to be grown up about this.
You're leaving me.
Mummy, matron, nanny, and now you.
Think you can just humiliateme in front of all your guests.
You think you can humiliate me?
Nobody does this to me.
Nobody!
Oh, a party.
Mandy!
Dad!
What are you doing here?
-What, I need a reason to see my only daughter?
Only her birthday.
OK, folks.
The party's over.
All right.
Cheerio.
Do you not think you shouldwash some of these dishes, dear?
Stuff the washing.
What are you doing here, anyway?
-Well, I don't-- I just-- just visiting.
Dad.
I'm in a wee spot of bother.
What kind of bother?
You know that annuity I had?
I used it to start a mini cab fund.
You're supposed to be retired.
I had to do something, dear.
How much have you lost?
Everything.
Not the pension?
The house?
Oh, you stupid, stupid bum pot.
Well, anyway.
That's enough about me.
So what's happening in your life?
I want a baby.
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