Marriage

[indistinct chatter] [man over PA speaking Spanish] Departure Flight 2115 to Zurich.

Please, passengers, proceed to gate number six.

[Ian clears throat] I'm sorry.

[Emma] I had to pay for the ketchup.

-No.

-[Emma] Thirty cents.

-You're kidding me.

-Nope.

-Each?

-Yeah, for each little sachet.

-They're taking the piss.

-I had to put some back.

Thirty cents.

That's what, that's...25p?

What's the exchange rate?

[chuckles] What am I doing?

-Be cheaper to buy a bottle.

-I actually said that to him.

-Did ya?

-Yeah, he just ignored me.

No potato?

Erm, no.

They only do chips.

-Really?

-Yeah.

I picked up maybe ten sachets.

Yeah, what did he say when you asked him?

The ketchup?

No, me potato.

I didn't ask him.

He's about twelve, barely speaks English.

[chuckles] Well...most expensive bit of ketchup I'll ever eat.

[chuckles] -[woman] Er, excuse me.

-[Ian] Sorry.

What's going on?

[Ian] What d'you mean?

Oh, come on.

What d'you mean "What's going on?"

Is it the potato thing?

'Course it's not the bloody potato thing.

There weren't even any baked potatoes on the menu so I... Look-- oh, my God!

Please!

As if I'd get in a mood about a potato!

[laughs] [indistinct chatter] [Ian] If you'd have wanted me to ask, I'd have asked.

[Emma] Okay.

All that's happened here, just to get a bit of perspective.

-You're a grown-up-- -[Ian] Yeah, yeah, it's fine, it's not... [Emma] You're a grown-up who wanted a jacket potato but instead, you got some chips.

[Ian] That's not what-- That's not what I meant.

[Emma] Oh, come on you know that's funny.

[indistinct chatter] [Ian] If you wanted me to ask, I'd have asked.

You should've asked.

[Emma] Oh, don't turn this into something.

[Ian] I'm not.

I'm not.

[Emma] You know, we're flying, aren't we?

[Ian] Yeah, I'm fine with flying.

It's not about flying though, is it?

[scoffs] Now you're turning it into something.

[Emma] I'm not.

I'm not!

[indistinct chatter] You ate the fucking chips!

-[Carol] Excuse me, sir.

-[Ian] Yeah, I know.

[Carol] We're about to take off.

[Emma] You ate chips, Ian, so why all the fuss about a jacket potato if you were gonna eat the chips anyway?

They all do it, power trip.

This isn't about the chips or the flying.

Why couldn't you just ask him?

We both know what this is about.

What, you going there?

You're really gonna use that?

[Emma] We've had a lovely holiday.

-I haven't done anything wrong.

-Wow, thank you.

[scoffs] Why was it so hard to ask him if he could do me a jacket potato?

Why was it so hard to ask him about the jacket potato?

All I wanted was a jacket potato.

I can't believe we're having an argument about jacket potatoes!

Ahh, it's not... -I mean, seriously.

-...about jacket potatoes.

You keep going on about jacket potatoes so-- If you'd wanted me to ask, I'd have asked.

Oh, just do your crossword and shut the fuck up.

-I beg your pardon?

-[Emma] I beg your pardon but I haven't done anything wrong.

Of course you haven't, you never do.

[Emma] Oh, my God, Ian!

Shut up and do your stupid crossword-- Actually, you just shut up and go away and fucking leave me alone!

["Partita for 8 Singers: No.1.

Allemande" plays] - To the side - And around To the middle end - To the side - To the side To the side and around To the middle end - To the side - To the side - To the side - To the side Turn around And around and around And around and around - To the side - Two, three, four And a five Six, seven, eight Through the midpoint [singers singing all at once] [singers vocalising] -[house alarm beeping] -Forty quid!

-[Ian] What an idiot.

-[Emma laughs] She said it was like, it was the best steak she'd ever eaten.

-It'd need to be!

-[Emma laughs] [siren wailing in distance] [Emma] It didn't even come with anything!

[Ian] Sorry?

There was a siren... [Emma] Steak.

It didn't even come with anything.

-Oh!

-Fucking idiot.

[Emma laughs] Oh, it, had a, like a jus but...

They know what they're doing.

[Emma] Will you get this?

What's that?

-Ah, no, no.

-[chuckles] No, you do it.

She'll talk to me.

-[Emma] I've taken my shoes off.

-[chuckles] How's your tummy?

Um... Jesus Christ are you gonna answer me?

[laughs] -I thought you'd died.

-[Emma] I'm thinking!

Just asking how your tummy was.

[Emma] It's fine.

Yeah.

It's not too bad.

It was just a bit... [Ian] Ah, a lot of gas, huh?

Thought I was gonna take off.

[chortles] You all right with that?

-[Ian] Yeah, it's really easy.

-[chuckles] -Half price.

-[Ian] Nice.

Well, they said it was.

Telly?

Or d'you wanna read?

[Ian] What do you think?

[indistinct chatter over TV] [man over TV] I said no way they'll come, just like with everyone.

[grunts] [dramatic music playing over TV] It's Jessica.

One minute.

Sorry.

Yeah.

It's Jessica.

She wants to come over Monday with Adam.

Huh, serious.

I said it was.

[glass taps on the countertop] [clock ticking] [car approaching] Is it her?

Dad.

[footsteps] Because they make me wanna puke my fucking guts up.

[chortles] They're just holes.

[Emma] I haven't got the, er...

Here.

[Emma] How d'you even get so many holes in your boxer shorts?

Found a pair of your knickers the other day.

-[Emma] Oh here we go... -Yeah.

That was scarring.

[Emma laughs] [Ian] I'll need to go into therapy.

-Here.

-[keys jingle] [Emma] I'll explain we're on our way to see Nicholas.

[Ian] Yeah.

Whatever.

Hey, Dad!

Hello, young man.

-You made it back then?

-[Ian] Yeah!

-Sorry about that.

-[both laugh] [Gerry] Oh, well.

-Teas?

-Yes, please.

Lovely.

[Ian] No problem at all.

-You all right?

-Er, yep.

Yes.

-Fine.

You?

-Yeah.

Yeah, we're on our way to see Nicholas, so we won't stay long.

I brought you some cigarettes.

I can't hear it.

Erm... [Emma] The food was good.

-Yeah?

-[Emma] Yeah.

Really good.

-What do they have, wine there?

-Yes, yeah.

And...beers, spirits... Yeah, so... so that was good.

-You drink much?

-Little bit.

-Oh, dear... -[both chuckle] [clock ticking] A lot of the food was quite oily.

-Ugh.

-Yeah.

[chuckles softly] But we found some normal places.

We went in the sea.

We mainly stayed by the pool and read, but... Yeah.

Nice to be in the sea.

Cold.

Um...[sighs] You get used to it.

How have you been?

You been okay?

Dad?

You been able to get out much?

Has Paul taken you anywhere?

Dad?

How can you honestly ask me if I've had a good time when it was you who abandoned me?

Tea.

Thank you!

You wanted a shot of whisky in yours, didn't you, Gerry.

-[Gerry] Okay.

-[laughs] Has she told you about Jess?

No!

[Ian] She's bringing her new boyfriend.

Can't be worse than the last one.

-Mind the wood.

-[Ian] Oh.

Of course.

Thanks.

Oh, I just make the teas and pretend he doesn't hate me.

[gate squeaks] I thought you handled that really well.

Thanks.

[Ian] Oh.

[car engine starts] [Paul] How many did she bring?

How many?

[Gerry] You always see the worst in her.

Oh, come on.

She's so fake.

It's him.

He controls her.

They off to see Nicholas?

She has to be the victim.

Dad.

[Emma] I can go on holiday, can't I?

I'm allowed to go on holiday.

[sighs] -Ian?

-[Ian] Yeah.

-You are.

-[Emma] I'm allowed to go away with my husband without having to feel bad.

[Ian] Where's the card?

[Emma] I called him every day!

What more does he want?

-Ian?

-Yeah.

Yep, I completely agree with you.

I just don't want to wind you up.

[Emma] He didn't ask about the holiday.

He didn't ask me about myself.

He didn't even mention all the bloody postcards.

They were up in the kitchen.

What d'you mean?

On the fridge.

[indistinct chatter] D'you want to read it?

No, no.

You do the... Yeah.

[Ian clears throat] [sobs] [sobbing] [sobbing] She liked that sticky toffee pudding.

She did actually.

So, I could get that again, the custard, the fresh one... -Yeah.

-...in the fridges.

Or ice cream?

Or both?

Get both.

Cashews?

Cashews?!

Wow!

-[Ian] She likes them.

-Are you kidding me?

-What?

-[Emma] Get peanuts.

They're only a pound more.

[door closes] [Ian] I think I'll get two bottles of Prosecco in case Adam wants some.

Yeah.

Good idea.

Yeah, she can always take it home.

I said she can always take it home.

Oh.

She'll probably drink them both anyway.

You don't have to do that now, do ya?

Er, yep.

I do, yeah.

I've got Jamie first thing.

[typing] [Ian] Here.

Thanks.

It is a bit.

[Ian] I know, I need to do the heating.

[Emma] It's not like you.

-It's all falling apart.

-[both chuckle] [laptop keyboard clicking] Yeah, that's the one good thing about not having a job anymore.

Freedom.

[chuckles] You're so lucky.

[sighs] [chuckles softly] [Claire] Took Albie to Chris's parents' and stayed there 'til his bedtime.

Hmm.

How's he sleeping now?

-Oh, no.

-[Claire] Yeah, it's-- Because he was going through a good patch.

Oh, yeah, no, he was sleeping right through 7:00 till 10:00... -[Mike] Mm.

-...give him a little sleepy feed, go all the way through till 5:00.

Mm, and that lasted a couple of weeks.

[Claire] Yep.

[Mike] What?

You just gonna leave that there?

[chuckles] She'll go mad.

[running footsteps approaching] [indistinct chatter] Morning.

-[Claire] Morning.

-[Mike] Hi, Emma.

Welcome back.

[Emma] Yep, thank you.

Er, Jamie wants to see you.

-Jamie wants to see you-- -Yep, I heard.

This is Emily, work experience.

-[Emma] In his office?

-Yeah.

[waste bin clangs] -Morning!

-Morning.

[keyboard clacking] [Ian] All right.

-Do you have a three-month card?

-Yeah, that's right.

-It says here-- -[Maxine] Who's next?

Hello again.

[laughs] -Hello again.

-Just saw ya'.

-Gym?

-Yes, please.

-Certainly.

-Thanks.

Yeah... Yeah, looking forward to a workout.

-[Maxine] Good.

-[computer beeps] Body moving... Go right through.

Great.

Right.

-See you after.

-Okay.

How can I help?

-[indistinct chatter] -[pop music playing] [indistinct chatter] [man] You, um... Ah, no, erm, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

[indistinct chatter] [man] I think he's waiting... -Sorry sir.

Are you waiting?

-[Ian] Er, no I'm good, lads.

-Sorry, sir.

-No, no worries, all good lads.

Sorry.

Nah, no worries, all good.

Morning, Jamie.

Sorry I'm late.

Oh, new jacket?

Err, er, yes.

Yeah.

[Jamie] Cool.

D'you get that on holiday?

Er, yeah.

Well, I ordered it on holiday and then it was there when I got back.

[Jamie] Cool.

Good holiday?

Bad holiday?

Glad to be home?

It was good, yes.

Thank you.

[Jamie] Was it, err, Spain?

Yes, yeah.

Er, take a seat.

Where's it from?

I just-- I just got it online.

-[Jamie] It's a great colour.

-Thanks.

Yeah, you never know when you buy online whether it's... -It's a bit of a gamble.

-Yeah!

[laughs] Yeah, but no, I love that colour on you.

Thank you.

How is Ian?

Erm, do you mind if I eat?

-Of course, yes, go ahead.

-[Jamie] Er, yeah... Had to grab this on the way in.

Had a bit of a night last night.

[Emma laughs] No, Ian was good, thank you.

-[Jamie] Oh, great.

-Yeah.

[Jamie] Bet that was a relief.

He needed a bit of a holiday so... Well, his whole life's a holiday now.

[chuckles] You're not allowed to go away again.

Seriously, I'm not even joking.

-[laughs] Honestly, those two... -[mobile phone ringing] [Jamie] And that useless fucking work experience.

-Shall I-- shall I come back-- -Oh.

Babe, I'm actually in a really important meeting.

Yeah... Huh... Yeah... About 2:30?

Yeah, I should be done by then.

All right, okay.

Mm-hm.

Great, bye.

[coffee machine whirring] Is that a new jacket, Emma?

[Emma] It is, yes.

[Mike] Nice.

It's a good colour.

Thank you.

How was your holiday?

Lots of wild nights out with Ian?

[chuckles] [Mike clears throat] [keyboard clacking] [indistinct voices] Hello.

Hello.

Yeah.

Yeah, all good in there.

-Good.

-[Ian] Yeah.

-Good to keep moving.

-[Maxine] Absolutely.

-Bye!

-Have a lovely day.

You get to work out much?

Or do they keep you chained up in here?

Yeah, I like to if I get the chance.

Burn off some energy.

Oh, yeah, definitely.

Build up a sweat.

[chuckles] [Ian clears throat] I just need to, erm... Oh, right.

Yeah, no, sorry.

[Kieran] I've still got five minutes.

No, I know.

[bell rings] -[baby wailing] -[Ian] Hey.

I'm sorry if I... -No, no.

-[Ian] Right.

I'm off to Asda.

Have a lovely afternoon.

Good luck.

[chuckles] [Maxine] How can I help you?

[Amos] Hey!

-[Maxine] Sorry, I'm late.

-You okay?

[kissing] -[Maxine] I'm just gonna... -Yeah, yeah.

Max, it's me.

Are you in there?

-[door squeaks] -Max?

Are you okay?

-[Maxine] Hello you!

-It's so exciting!

[chuckles] Let me see it then!

Oh, my God, it's gorgeous!

Thank you.

God, wow.

Okay.

The stone was my Nan's and my mate who works in Hatton... [Rachel] Ah!

Oh, Blimey.

[Rachel] That's so sweet.

I love it.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, sorry mate.

Is, er, Maxine around?

-Maxine?

-Yeah.

No, she's finished.

Is there anything I can help you with?

No, no, no, it's fine.

Erm, I was in this morning and, er, I er... No, I think I accidentally upset her, erm...

Okay, erm, could write her a little message?

-No, no.

-You sure?

I could just pop it -on her locker-- -No, no.

no, it's all good.

Err... Err... What time's she in tomorrow?

I'm afraid I don't have that information, sir.

Right.

Well, thanks for your help.

No problem, sir.

Anything else I can do for you?

Er, no, no, no.

Err, sorry to disturb ya.

-No problem, sir.

-Bye.

Bye, sir.

[indistinct chatter] [woman] John, what was that about?

[man] I dunno.

[indistinct chatter] [car horn honks in distance] [indistinct chatter] [teenagers laughing] You in?

[keys jangle] How was your day?

[Ian] Yeah.

Really good.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah.

You?

Ugh.

Yeah.

You know.

[containers clattering] -So, you didn't feel... -[Ian] No, no.

All good.

That's amazing.

It was a bit boring, maybe.

[chuckles] [scoffs] God I'd love the chance to be bored.

[chuckles] How was your meeting with Jamie?

It was fine.

That's good.

-It's nice that you're back.

-[Emma] Oh, God.

Must've been bad... [chuckles] Hey, maybe you should take the day off tomorrow.

[Jessica] My Dad's like... he's weird in some ways.

But then in other ways he's not.

Well, that's a paradox.

No, I know.

Yeah.

His mum died.

He lost his job.

But he still goes around -all cheery, all-- -[Adam] Fake.

[Jessica] Oh, like, it's paper thin.

He convinces no one.

He doesn't even convince himself.

I think my parents are emotionally a bit-- [woman] Can I see tickets, please?

Emotionally just...

They just don't really talk.

You know all that stuff that happened?

The baby stuff?

Yeah, well that would actually have been really hard for them.

Will you give the toilet a wipe?

Will you give the bathroom a wipe?

[chuckles] Okay.

Have you put my potatoes in?

Jesus!

[Emma] Oven's on!

Potatoes are in!

-I've started drinking already.

-[Ian laughs] Will you give it a wipe when you're finished?

[Ian] Have you done the bins?

Will you give it a wipe?

[Adam] It's so funny.

This is what makes you an artist.

You were this wild spirit brought up in a world of conformity.

You were this fluid talent caged in a concrete world.

It's crazy.

That looked nice today.

-[Emma] Thanks.

-Yeah.

Fits you really well.

[Emma] Yeah, it's all right.

You wore it to work.

You're noticing what I'm wearing?

-[Ian] Yeah.

[laughs] -Must've been a slow day.

[Ian laughs] Any comments?

-On the jacket?

-[Ian] Uh-hmm.

-Oh, yeah.

-[both laughs] -[Emma] Hello, love.

-Hey, Mum.

[Emma] Oh!

It's good to see you.

Hello.

[Jessica] So, this is Adam.

Adam, this is my Mum, Emma.

[Adam] Nice to meet you.

And you, Adam.

What are we, shoes on?

Shoes off?

[Emma] Oh, leave your shoes on, we don't care.

[Ian] Here she is.

[both chuckling] -[Ian] You all right, love?

-[Jessica] Yeah.

[Ian] I'm Ian.

Welcome, welcome.

I was just saying to Emma, shoes on, shoes off?

Yeah!

No, well we don't really bother about things like that.

-We're very, erm-- -Something smells good.

[Ian] Yeah!

Oh, off we go.

[laughs] Prosecco's in the freezer.

[Emma] You been all right?

How's work been?

How's Nathan?

[Jessica] Oh, my God, Mum.

He's such a dick.

[laughter] [Emma] What's he done now?

[Jessica] I've been in there since 8:00.

And I needed to leave a bit early for a gig.

Oh, don't, I can imagine.

-[Jessica] And Nathan was just-- -Oh, not Nathan again!

It's not funny, Dad.

She had a gig and he wouldn't let her leave.

It's because he fancies you.

-[Jessica] Ugh, please.

-[laughs] That's crazy.

He wouldn't let you leave?

-Sorry.

-[Adam] Oh.

What's wrong with the guy?

I don't know why you're surprised.

-I've told you what he's like.

-Ah!

No, I know.

I know.

They aren't drinking.

[Adam] All right.

[indistinct chatter] I mean, what the fuck?

Why the fuck aren't they drinking?

-Go talk to him.

-You go talk to him.

-Why me?

-I don't wanna talk to him.

I don't wanna talk to him!

Help yourself to, er...

They're cashews.

Yeah.

Sorry, I shouldn't be on my phone-- Oh, no, no don't worry, er, honestly-- -I'll just finish this if-- -No, honestly, you do what you need to do.

Sorry.

How was your journey?

-Yeah, not bad.

Two trains.

-Oh, okay.

-Or one tube and then a train.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Well... -Such a beautiful house.

-Thank you.

And you and Emma seem like such an amazing couple.

-Thank you.

-It's great.

-[cutlery clatters] -[Ian chuckles] There's cashews.

Yeah, no, I heard you.

It was lovely, wasn't it?

The holiday.

Yeah.

Yeah, just what we needed.

Bit of a reset.

Dad's mum died a few months ago.

Yeah.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

Yeah.

And then I got made redundant a few weeks ago, so, er, I booked us a little holiday with some of the money, which, er-- Oh, must've been just what you needed.

Yeah, yeah.

There's been a lot of change.

Change can actually be really hard for people.

It can, yeah.

We were just saying, you should come back with us.

-To Spain.

-[Emma] Yeah.

We'd pay, obviously.

Once I've got some work.

And we'd book it around your gigs.

-Okay.

-Wow, that's so generous.

-Yeah.

-God.

There were all these restaurants on the seafront.

Even some your mother liked.

[both laughs] No, and they had all that seafood you eat.

-These massive prawns.

-Hmm.

This big?

-Bigger, some of them.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Couldn't believe the size of them.

Hmm.

And plates of them, it was piled high.

I felt sorry for the poor waiters having to carry them.

I'd have dropped them all.

[laughter] No, but we said, didn't we, at the time, how much you'd like it.

Oh, you'd love it, Jess.

Hmm, yeah.

Yeah, definitely.

Well, I'll see how things shape up.

It's a really important time for Jess in terms of her gigs.

-Yeah.

-Getting people down to see her.

[Ian] Of course.

Yeah.

I'm on a really good trajectory, aren't I?

Getting there, yeah.

[Ian] Great.

Uh-hmm.

That takes priority, obviously.

Well, absolutely.

But if you... if you have a gap or if you-- -if you fancy a break-- -Yeah, I'll try.

Yeah.

We'll see what we can do.

Always.

Great.

[Jessica] I might have some more salad.

[Emma] Mmm, yeah.

Do, love.

It's all gotta go.

-[Adam] I was gonna have some.

-[Jessica] Oh, sorry.

[dishes clatter] Oh, thanks.

-I'll just get the other bits.

-Yeah, that's great.

Thanks, love.

-Oh, thank you!

-Okay.

Amazing, yeah.

[Ian grunts] Right.

Erm...

He's popped to the toilet.

I like the, er... Oh.

Thanks, love.

I've had it years.

It's nice on your boobs.

[laughs] Oh, you think?

[Jessica] Yeah.

You look great.

What you after?

[both chuckle] I think he's fitting in.

Yeah, of course.

He's very unique.

Which is great.

He's so clever.

We have amazing conversations.

He basically knows everything about everything.

-That's useful.

-Yeah.

[laughs] He can...

Probably since I've been at his, he's... got a little bit funny.

He doesn't like me to drink.

Which is probably for the best.

[laughs] -[Emma] Is he finished?

-Yeah.

He talks quite a lot about marriage.

I mean, a lot... [chuckles] He says he wants to be with me forever.

[sucks teeth] That's a long time.

[Jessica] Yeah.

[chuckles] I guess it's a compliment.

Oh, it was so nice to meet you.

And thanks so much for dinner.

Wow, those potatoes... Yeah, thanks for everything.

[Emma] Will you text me when you get there?

-Yes, Mum!

-I make her do that.

[Ian] Have you got your post and that-- -Yep.

-[Ian] Yeah.

[Emma] Maybe if you've got a minute, -give your Granddad a call?

-Yeah.

[Ian] Bye, love.

Bye, Adam.

Thank you for a really lovely evening.

[Emma] Ah, you're welcome.

-Bye, then!

-[Emma] Bye!

[Ian] Bye, love!

Bye!

[Emma] Safe journey!

Bye!

-[Jessica] Bye!

-[Ian] Bye!

[Adam] Bye!

Bye!

How many times do you need to say goodbye?

[laughter] [water running] [cutlery clattering] [cutlery tapping] [cutlery scraping] [water running] -What do you think of Adam?

-Don't.

[Adam] He sees me as a threat.

But a threat to what?

Talk to me, Adam.

Please.

-Because it's-- -It's a man thing.

Okay.

But this is my Dad, though.

He barely even knows I'm there.

Honestly, he doesn't talk to me.

He never listens to anything I say.

So, he can't see you as a threat-- It's a man thing.

-[Ian] Marriage?

-She won't marry -that fucking creep.

-He's not even attractive.

I mean, if it was a sex thing then maybe, but, hmm!

I hated his fucking face.

Because I've been in relationships before where the girl was basically always siding with the Dad and that's fine if that's who you are-- -I'm not siding with him.

-But, like, I promised myself, I wouldn't get into that kind of relationship again, so... [Jessica] I'm not siding with him, though.

I'm not siding with him.

I promise I won't side with him.

-[Adam] Mmm... -I promise.

Look, I'm yours.

I'm all yours.

I promise you, I'm completely yours!

He didn't even eat it!

He didn't even eat the salad!

-[groans] -[Emma] Can you put them back?

I've got an early start.

Did you see how much he left?

Did you see how much salad he left?

Well, maybe he was full up.

[Emma] He wasn't full up.

-He's a fucking beast.

-[Ian laughs] She barely said goodbye.

[Emma] Oh, it was him.

He just-- She used to fling herself at me.

D'you remember?

The run-up.

Uh, the run-up!

Yeah...

I can still feel her little arms.

They could barely reach around me neck.

[chuckles] She says he's a record producer.

God, I need another wee.

A record producer.

I've never heard of him.

[urine trickling] If you Google him, nothing comes up.

[Ian] Don't think about it.

Yeah, okay.

I'll do that.

-[toilet flushing] -[Emma] Thanks.

Done?

-[Ian exhales] Who knows.

-[Emma chuckles] [Emma sighs deeply] It's so depressing, isn't it?

She's got such dreadful taste in men.

She'll get rid of him eventually-- Why have you got an early start?

I'm meeting these clients with Jamie.

Why are you asking me that?

[chuckles] Don't ask me like that-- How was Jamie today?

-He's fine.

-Good.

Yeah.

Did he miss you?

[sighs] Don't start this or we'll never get to sleep.

["Partita for 8 Singers: No.1.

Allemande" plays] - To the side - And around To the middle end - To the side - To the side To the side and around To the middle end - To the side - To the side - To the side - And around To the middle end - To the side - To the side - To the side - And around To the middle end - To the side - To the side - To the side - And around To the middle end - To the side - To the side - To the side - To the side And around And around and around And around and around - To the side - Two, three, four And a five Six, seven, eight Through the midpoint [singers singing all at once] [singers vocalising] [man] A square divided Horizontally and vertically [woman] Cut the diamond Allemande left [man] The wall is boarded and divided into four [woman] Follow your name [singers vocalising] [overlapping chatter] [singers vocalising] [man] ... 12 lines from the midpoint of each of the side [singers vocalising]