The first 200 lines.
Can we get a snatch of a song just to see if you can hold a note?
I know it seems daft to ask you but, you know...
No, it's... it's fine. It was all autotuned back then
so just really, really lower your expectations.
Okay.
''A long, long time ago''
''I can still remember''
''How that music used to make me...''
Shall I get up?
Um... Sorry. Um...
''February made me shiver''
''With every paper I'd deliver''
''Bad news on the doorstep''
''I couldn't take one more step...''
That's fine.
- ''I can't rem...'' - Okay!
- Oh. - Thanks.
- Really? - Yes.
- Lovely. - Okay. Thank you.
Suzie, thank you so much for coming today.
- God, are we done? Okay. - Thank you.
- Thank you so much. - Thank you!
- Oh, it's so lovely to see you. - Nice to see you. Thank you.
- Say goodbye. - Bye-bye, Frank.
- How do you say goodbye? - Um, just as you would normally.
- Oh. Bye, Frank. Bye-bye. - 'Bye.
Bye, Frank. Bye-bye.
- Thank you. - Bye.
- Okay, bye. - Bye!
Really?
Really? No, you were very good.
You were very good. You're Mummy's secret weapon, do you know that?
You bring Mummy luck. You bring Mummy such luck.
Look. Swimming pool.
Yeah.
Yeah, but where you are now at school, you have lots of friends, don't you?
You're special there, so would you rather be special or fit in?
Yeah. I hear you.
Oh, look, it's Dad.
- Hey. - "Hey!"
- How's the study trip? - "I thought you were asleep."
- "Are you still awake?" - Are you still in Paris?
I thought you'd be on the train by now.
"Yeah, we actually... We actually missed the last train."
"We missed the Eurostar, so the students are looking at somewhere to stay.
- "Valerie's on it." - "I'm on it!"
- "She's on it." - Right.
"This one here. Four stars..."
So, what about tomorrow?
I mean, don't... You... you don't have to come if you... It's fine.
"Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. No, I'll come straight there."
"I'll get the first train and I'll, um... I'll come straight there."
"Fuck! Shit!"
"My God, I nearly just walked into one of those French piss things."
- "What are these called?" - "I don't know."
- "Pisseur. Viva la pisseur!" - "Viva la pisseur!"
Oh.
Crazy.
Uh, these hierarchies are all fucked up, Mr. Sitting in the Front.
Oh, I can feel the hair on my back stand up as we cross the border.
- Your back? - Yeah, I'm covered in hair.
You know that. Why are you so relaxed? Is Cob not coming?
- Oh, my God, is that why I'm here? - No, he was.
He's stuck in Paris with his students.
I sort of hope he doesn't, for his sake.
Have your family seen the photos?
- Poor Cob. - Poor Cob.
My family don't mind a slag, but you don't wanna be married to one
do you know what I mean?
- God, I hate going home. - Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Embrace yourself. - Nah.
That is why I'm, like, totally sold on having a kid on my own.
Like, burn this trad shit down.
Well, there'll be lots of free spunk at this. My dad's side are irresponsibly fertile.
Oh.
God, how's your mum going to cope with your dad being there?
Oh, did you hear back from the musical?
- No. - No.
Mm-mm.
Oh.
- Oh, Jesus. - Alright, here we are.
Come on, then, darling. Let's go.
Oh, God. Bloody all these bloody people.
- Yeah, it's a wedding, Mum. - Hey, Mrs. P.
Oh, hello, love.
Hey. I've been praying for you.
Come here. Come here. Ooh, little fella!
Jeez, haven't you got him one of them cochlear things yet?
- He doesn't want one. - Well, he's seven.
How does he fucking know? Have you not seen the videos? They're heartbreaking.
It doesn't work like that for everyone. He's not a good candidate.
No, no, no. No, they even do it with dogs now.
And there's one hearing his owner for the first time and his little tail.
Oh, it's marvellous, yeah. Come in, sweetheart.
- Oh, you're looking lovely, Naomi. - So do you!
- Ah! - Here she comes! First born.
Hello, Jon.
I didn't recognise you without a penis nearby.
- Whey-hey! - Jon, don't start.
- There is a penis nearby. - It's you, Jon!
- Ow. Has he gone outside? - Give me the, um... Pass me the thing.
- What are you after now? - Is this what we're using?
Excuse me. I'll get you a drink in a minute.
Mm, look at this spread. Well done, Karen.
- What are you doing?! - Now I recognise you.
- Yeah, yeah. - Bit light for you, though, Suzie girl.
Was that worth it? Was it worth it?
Bloody hell. Dad, can I have a fag whilst he's out?
- Give us a light. - Has he left you, then, out of embarrassment?
- Oh, Jesus... - Don't worry. It's alright.
- Here you go. - Made my eyes water
and I only saw the blurry ones.
- Alright, Shane? - Yeah, you alright, Suz?
Mum, where should we get changed? Shall we just go upstairs?
What's that? I can't hear. What did you say?
I said, "Where are we changing?"
Nah, Suz, you sound like you've got something in your mouth.
Phil, don't do that when Cob's here.
- Don't 'Phil' me in my own house. - Literally not your house.
Yeah, but you can't go upstairs, can you, sweetheart
'cause, um, your sister's up there, isn't she?
No, not her. It's him. He can't go upstairs. Starting early.
- Alright, Suz? - Oh, hi.
- Alright, Danielle? - I can't think straight.
Um, what are you all doing sat in the kitchen?
- Go on, sod off, all of you. - Harpy!
'Ere, you know what I wanna know?
- I'm trying to cook! - How many famous people you met?
Well, I work with famous people every day, so literally all the time.
No, not you. Suz. How many famous people you met?
- Name them. - Oh, I've met loads. I've met
Louis Theroux, I've met...
- Louis who? Who? Who? - Louis Theroux. You know who that is?
- No. Next. Who else? - Oh, my God.
What? Well, I've met loads.
Like, what, do you want me to just list famous people?
What's going on with all this naked stuff?
- I mean, I'd feel terrible. - Straight in.
I'd feel awful. I would feel so awful.
- Did you sell it or something? - What?! No!
Nah, it's an awful angle for anyone.
- I'd have deleted it. - I did delete it.
They store recently deleted stuff too now.
Oh, I'm gonna be really rude. Gonna be really rude right now.
Do you know when you go on top?
You know when you go on top, right?
You know what I'm talking about. Right, when you lean...
When you lean over, you wanna get a mirror and check what they are seeing.
I've got udders.
And I go to BODYPUMP twice a week, do you know what I mean?
- Where's your boyfriend, Naomi? - Oh, no, no, no.
- Where's my boyfriend? - Do you remember? She's not, um...
- She's... - No, no. Well, I'm actually 50-50.
She's into women.
Oh, mate, I would... at a fanny.
Don't you wax them every day at work?
Yes. I get paid to do that. I'm not nose-deep in it.
60-40. 60-40 men now, talking to you.
One time, during a massage, I was so hungover
I vommed all over her lower back.
70-30.
That's my limit. That area, it's a no-go, mate.
Strictly dickly, me.
Alright, Danielle, I wouldn't do you either, so chill out.
- Oh, charming! - Shane!
Shane's... Shane's cousin's here, isn't she?
- Oh, yes! - She plays netball for Kent.
- She's gay! - Actually, Naomi's in the market
for a bit of spunk, if there's any going.
Didn't Cob want to have more kids and then you didn't?
Oh, my God. That's not true, is it?
- Oh, Mum... - It is true.
Well, there's a solution. You can have her old fella.
- Yeah, yeah, knock yourself out. - I think even I might have a line.
- Fill your boots. - Yeah.
- Mum's strictly dickly, right, Mum? - Oh, yeah!
Cheers to that. To the strictly dickly crew.
Alright?
- Alright? - Alright?
Oh, babe!
Alright, Grinny? This is mad, isn't it? Look at you. Look at you.
So crazy, 'cause you're eight still, aren't you?
- How are you? What the fuck? - Don't. How am I?
How are you? You've got a lot of make-up on.
- No, this is normal. - Right. I've brought the magic showbiz box.
So, have you got any words of wisdom for your sister?
You've done it enough times.
Well, it's a sign I'm not very good at it, Grin.
Can't say that.
I'll bet this dress makes you want to be sick.
- No. - Your father's doing me bloody head in.
It's good. It's looking quite creased on there.
Oh, you look like a model.
Look at you. She's gorgeous, isn't she?
This is actually really good.
- Give us a fag. - Oh, blimey, what are you doing?
Mum, what are you doing? You're sat on the dress.
- Bloody hell. Keep your hair on. - You're just going to crease it all!
You're just smoking next to it. It'll go up.
- It's creased anyway. Jesus. - What are you like?
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