Above the Clouds

I love this one.

Something, isn't it?

Most uplifting.

It's funny, I was thinking just the opposite.

Cheer up love, it might never happen.

That's what I'm worried about, what if it never does?

What if this is it?

Well, then it could always be worse.

You know, even if you're being pissed on, it's always sunny above the clouds.

Wow.

That was cringe.

Funny, people usually go wild for that one.

Mostly drunk people, mind.

Yeah, I can see why.

So how come you're down there, instead of up there?

Ah, you know, work, home.

Not really, no.

Oh I guess not.

Sounds like I dodged a bullet.

Oh I didn't mean, like, of course, I, sorry.

Sorry. All's I ever get is sorry.

Change? Sorry.

Got the time? Sorry, sorry for what?

I've got most of me wits and a good quality sleeping bag. I'm winning.

And I suppose you can come in here,

look at all the pictures, meet new people.

Yeah well, the pictures are usually better company.

-But you're tolerable. -Thanks, I guess.

My name's Oz, like the antipodean landmass.

Charlie, like the overpriced narcotic.

-Do people ever bother you? -Sometimes.

I can never get to the bottom of them.

-Oh, I meant do people in here-- -Oh, I know what you meant.

And no, they don't.

Thing is, see, I can make myself invisible.

Okay.

Observe.

Charlie!

Finally legal. You kept that one quiet.

Short notice and that, but here, for my little work sister.

Aspirin?

Welcome to adulthood.

These are for tomorrow, you're going to need them.

We're going out on the lash. And guess who's finally buying?

- -

What, it's vintage.

Hello, you're through to Charlie.

For birthday wishes, please press one.

-For all other inquiries, please press-- - Charlie,

what are you playing at?

I'm not playing mom, I'm at work.

Many happy returns to you too.

Listen, Mom, I was gonna go out raving tonight

-with Daisy. -What about our birthday dinner?

Shit, shit, yeah, tomorrow?

We fly tomorrow, darling.

Do you listen to a word I say?

No comment, Ma.

Listen it's my 18th, if I want to go out--

We'll see you at home, don't be late.

Listen Ma, I've got to go, duty calls.

Do I need to remind you again of our policy

on personal phone calls?

It was important.

It was just your parents.

You're 18 today.

Time to grow up.

Margate's popularity as a seaside resort

continued to grow,

and the town had its heyday in the late 19th century

when artists including J. M. W. Turner

were drawn by its unique light and atmospheric conditions.

Turner first visited Margate aged 11

having been sent by his parents.

Charlie, was that you?

Black Sheep to Mama Bear, didn't copy.

- Charlie, can't we just-- -Black Sheep standing by.

Mama Bear to Black Sheep.

Dinner's almost ready, and we've got an early start tomorrow.

Ah yes, your paradise break with Captain Sensible.

-He's not plotting to renew your vows or something, is he? - Don't be silly.

No, I suppose romance isn't exactly dad's M.O., is it?

Uh Susan, I was, uh, thinking, it's been a while,

we should get our vows redone.

Think of it as a, uh, MOT for the marriage.

Here's a minister, and some flowers, what do you say?

He'll probably give me one of his little talkings too before you fly.

-Uh Charlotte, you may have messed up your... -Charlie.

...exams but there's still time to find something

soul-destroying to do with your life, okay?

What's, um, gotten into her?

Shall we open the cards?

Yeah.

Obliged muchly.

What's the pot?

Charlotte.

Papa?

You know we want what's best for you.

What you think is best for me.

Have you had a think about what you want to--

-I thought I might apply to art school. -I mean apart from--

-Art school! -Art's not a career!

It's all very nice in its place,

but all I'm saying is you need to think things through.

-Well, that makes a change. -Just have a look

on the website for the Community College. If you can retake one or two

-How would I even get there? -A-Levels-- Wait.

You need to find a path to some kind of financial security.

-You can keep doing your drawing on the side-- -My drawing?

-Charlie, listen, we were young once and we know-- -How are you on his side?

-Charlotte-- -My name is Charlie!

It says Charlotte on your bloody birth certificate, that's good enough for me!

- -

Oz, it is Oz, isn't it?

You've got to help us out, I'm looking for something of mine.

Piece of paper, about yea big.

Picture of a bird in a shiny hat.

-I haven't got any money. -No?

Come on old man, help us out.

What you got, ID, hmm?

Bloke like you has got to have ID.

Look at this boat race,

hardly a mark on it.

We're going to be neighbors from now on,

We need to work together.

Share and care, help each other out.

And I really, really need that tenner back.

I'm sorry, I don't have any money.

Morning.

Oh.

There we go.

Is there anything for me?

Oh, yes, that looks like Uncle Lloyd's writing.

Lloyd's TSB.

Twenty?

It's just 20 now, is it?

They probably assume as you get older,

you'll get a job and some disposable income.

Well, of course now I'm 18,

I should be making my own way in the world,

is that why you didn't get me a birthday present?

We'll discuss it when we get back.

That, and a few other things.

I can't wait!

No, actually, I can.

Susan!

Shouldn't be using the horn in a built-up area before eight a.m.

God, try and unwind on holiday, yeah?

-Susan! - Just a minute!

Come on, we're cutting it fine for check in. Susan!

Charlie, Charlie, come here.

Okay, the fridge is full so you won't need this,

but just in case of an emergency.

-Sweet, Royal Bank of Susan! -Do not tell you father.

And don't spend it on anything, um, foolish, okay? Muah.

Oh, uh, the PIN, day you were born.

Message received today at 8:45 a.m.

- Hi sweetheart. -Oh Susan.

We made it to the airport with some time to spare.

Well, in fact, check-in isn't even open yet.

-Your dad was a bit cautious. -And bears are Catholic?

-Anyway, um, I couldn't go without telling you. -Go on?

I know you and him don't always see eye to eye--

-And the Pope does his business in the woods. -But we did get you a present.

-Yeah, shoes. You do realize it's my 18th, right? -It's your 18th

and we thought it was time to, well, oh, go and have a look in the garage.

-Oh my God. -Happy birthday darling,

-Dad chose it. -Seriously?

He says brighter colors are safer.

Safer, right.

And, you know, if you do decide

to give the Community College a go,

you'll be needing some wheels!

Listen, Ma, if you think that this is going to--

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¶ Sometimes you feel The wind begin to turn ¶

¶ It's not as if you know ¶

¶ The way that It will take you ¶

¶ Feel it on your face ¶

¶ See it in the trees ¶

¶ There's something In the air for you ¶

¶ The landscape that You knew becomes a blur ¶

¶ It's hard to tell yourself ¶

¶ The only way is onward ¶

¶ Shoulder to the wind ¶

¶ Forward through the rain ¶

¶ The only one Who knows the way is you ¶