Leaving (2012–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

- How long have you been out of uni?
- Three years. I live in hope.

I want to be in events and catering.
You inspired me, Julie.

Waste of time interviewing him.
Won't last two minutes.

Lucky I'm not using the staff quarters.
Never get any sleep.

- Not a good idea, that.
- We were just messing around.

I'm a married woman
with two teenage kids.

- It's just a day out.
- I walked out the door this morning lying.

I'd be coming back later lying.

What now?

We get back to work.

I meant... what now?



Mm.

Not now.
Just get out of here.

Go on.

Hiya.

I've got the place to myself.

For the last few years this bedroom's
felt like somewhere I shouldn't be.

And now?

For some reason
I don't mind it at all.

- I've never even heard of this.
- So?

- Can I borrow it?
- Why?

Cos you're reading it and I've never heard of it.
We could discuss it

- Julie.
- Mm.

I like you the way you are.

I don't.



Come on, you three, it's ready.

- Have you got any sauce?
- It's in the cupboard.

- Maxine! Dean!
- Can't you just reach up there, Ju?

Maxine, phone down.

- Dean!
- I'm not that hungry, actually.

- What is it anyway?
- Sorry, should I have given you a menu?

No need to get funny.

Spag bol. Dean!

- I'll just eat the bol not the spag.
- Is there any water or juice?

- Oh, yeah, sorry.
- There's no grated cheese.

- Just give me a minute.
- You're supposed to be in catering, Mum.

- Everyone just... just carry on.
- Not Parmesan. It smells of sick.

Where are you going?

I was just giving it
a minute to cool down.

I'm not your skivvy. I'm not.
All right?

I've just been
cleaning up your bedroom.

Sorry, I meant to.

It's not the condoms I mind so much,
it's the smell of my perfume.

Could you tell your friend not to
help herself to what's on my dresser?

- But she didn't. No.
- Didn't?

What?
She wears the same perfume then?

She left her reading glasses
up there too.

- How old is this girl?
- Does it matter?

Course not.

Are you on first thing?

Shame to go all the way home
and then back in again.

Got room for me in the staff quarters,
have you?

I could... squeeze you in.

Whoa.

Who's on in the morning?

- I am.
- And me.

You drew up the rota, Julie.

I thought I heard you volunteering
for extra duty... or something.

- Not getting a lift home tonight then?
- Does it look like it?

Anyway,
I thought you'd be riding the bike.

We were just having a laugh.

Do you fancy her?

- Get hard, did you?
- Grow up.

That's something coming from you.

Just go off to the staff quarters
and see if I care.

Listen to me.
I sound like my daughter.

She jealous as well, is she?

I'm just... This is just...

This is just what?

It's just a fling.
Just a thing.

- Just a fling. Fun.
- Where's the fun gone then?

I should at least expect to trust you.

And what am I supposed to expect?

- You're going home to your husband.
- Bus is coming. No more arguing.

Come in those woods with me.

I've already said
I've got to get home.

Do you expect me to
lie on my back over there?

What do you take me for?

Someone who'd
miss the next bus for me.

Why?

Because we can't
get enough of each other.

- Morning, Dee.
- Morning, Julie.

I ask you all
to be upstanding

and prepare to welcome
your bridal party.

This step which you are
about to take

is the most important into which
human beings can come.

Your lives will change,
your responsibilities will increase,

but your joy will be multiplied

if you are sincere and earnest
with your pledge to each other.

- Aaron, could you spare a minute, please?
- Yeah.

Julie,
what's happened to your lipstick?

- What do you mean what's happened?
- It's all smudged.

- Oh. It must be something I ate.
- Sorry.

What's going on, Ju?

Not now.

You may now
kiss each other.

- Good night, Ted.
- Good night, Julie.

- I don't believe you.
- I don't believe me either but there you go.

- He's not much more than a kid, is he?
- I know.

You've worked with loads of young fellas
over the years and never...

I know.

- And what about Michael?
- I know.

You still love Michael, don't you?

It's just about the sex, is it?

- I think so.
- You think so?

I hope so. Cos what else could have
possessed you to risk it all?

- Look, I know it's not for me to say...
- So don't.

I don't know
exactly what's got into you.

He's got into me.

Just standing there with a picnic basket
waiting for me

or sitting in casualty
beaten to buggery because of me.

- Well, you've lost me now.
- I just...

Being round him,

him being round me.

It's hard to say no.
I don't want to say no.

- You've got to get this out of your system, Julie.
- How?

Take every opportunity
till you're done with it.

The lights don't work in this room.

Well, I'm glad that's all
you've got to complain about.

Get yourself over to
the function suite.

I'll get this bed straight.

I said...

What are you doing here, Julie?

One of the bridesmaids
who was staying here last weekend...

- lost a ring.
- Why didn't she call through housekeeping?

So I came to look for it.

Five minutes earlier, the head of housekeeping
would have walked in and seen us.

- What could have happened didn't.
- First it would spread round the hotel.

Then I'm dismissed. Michael asks why
I'm dismissed and I have to admit it.

- I have to tell him.
- Nothing happened.

It's happening now.

We're doing something we shouldn't be doing.
Saying stuff in the ceremony room.

What if someone had overheard us?
What if someone had come out?

Look, from now on I won't even look at you twice.
It'll all be outside of work.

You seem to like taking risks,
Julie.

You were up for it.

That is my trouble.

I am up for it.

But I shouldn't be up for it.

Should I?

What are you saying?

Look, Aaron,
for you there's nothing at stake.

I am not going to lose what I have got.
I am not. All right?

Aaron.

Julie, are you there?

- I can hear you.
- Could you come to reception?

Running all the way.

I don't know if you're interested

but we've got a cleaning and valet
concession here as of next Monday.

That'll be handy. I get my car in a right mess.
There is stuff everywhere.

I'll ask them to give me a good
going over when they come.

- I need sprucing up a bit.
- Mm, you're not doing too badly.

Mum.

- What have you done?
- What do you mean what's she done?

She's got fake bake on.

- She's got what?
- Tanning lotion.

I thought you was looking a bit...
brown.

- What for, Mum?
- What's wrong with your normal, you know... skin?

I can understand it
if you were on reception.

- Has Hugh Palmer made you put that stuff on?
- No, it was me.

I just wanted to look better,
all right?

I feel silly. I made a mistake.
I'm going to get rid of it.

Well, I couldn't tell, anyway.

- Boob job next.
- Hang on, me first.

- Maxine, you're 16. Don't be ridiculous.
- And you're 44.

- Why not just stick a bit of lippy on?
- I'm going to scrub it off.

I'm going to get into the shower,
scrub the bloody thing away.

Ready?

- Derek.
- Yes, love.

Listen, we've got a problem
with the in-room sound system.

- Right.
- Sounds like a pirate radio station

- every time the music comes in.
- I'll be there in... ten.

OK, see you then.
We've got house maintenance coming.

Can we talk?

Let's just work. Let's just keep it like this.
Hugh!

- Julie, can I have a word?
- I'm just waiting for house maintenance.

Now.

I'll deal with maintenance.

- What the hell you were doing?
- I don't know how it happened.

- I'm sure I sent email confirmation.
- There's no sign of it and we've lost him to another job.

Two days away from a wedding
and no photographer.

Do you think people can
get out their mobiles instead?

- I'll find someone else.
- With two days notice?

- Where's your head been at?
- I said I'll find someone else.

I'm sorry, Hugh.
I'm so sorry.

What's wrong?

I forgot to book the
wedding photographer for Saturday.

And he's found another job.

- I am not doing my job properly.
- How did you forget?

I've got a lot on my mind.

I need a bloody miracle.

Oh, just go and help Paulina.

I know someone.

- Jonah.
- Take a good snap, does he?

Did his degree in photography.

- What's he doing now?
- Making cappuccinos.

OK, he's never photographed
a wedding before.

But he can come in
and show you his portfolio.

He's smart. He'll get it.

I hope he appreciates
how highly you think of him.

It's not about him.
It's about you.

Thank you.

I'll call him now.

You're so hard to let go of.

You're so bloody lovely.

It's about time you start making your bed,
young lady.

Especially when you've been
in it twice in one day.

They weren't...
they weren't in the bed.

They were beside it.

Aren't you glad I'm being sensible?

Why start stuffing yourself with hormones
for a first-time boyfriend?

- He doesn't like condoms.
- Tell him to like it or lump it.

- He'll lump it.
- Then he's not worth wasting time on.

What do you know, Mum?

I have been married for 20 years.

Exactly, so it's same old, same old.

I will share with you in joy and laughter,
comfort and support you.

I will help you when you need help

and turn to you when I need help.

I will never allow anything to destroy
the feelings we have for each other.

I will never allow anything to destroy
the feelings we have for each other.

I take you with all your faults and strengths...

as I offer myself to you
with all my faults and strengths.

I choose you as the person
with whom I will spend my life.

- Am I seeing you later?
- Of course.

Oh, you scared me.

Ground floor perfumery,
stationery and leather goods. Going up.

Are You Being Served?
TV show.

- I don't know it.
- You're too young, you.

I'm showing my age now.

How old are you?

24.

- If only.
- Eh?

If only I was.

See you.

Don't do this.

Please.

Look,
I know there's someone else.

Please.

Oh, Ryan.

- Mum.
- Ryan, just piss off.

- What did you do that for?
- Because I love you.

"Hey, where are you?"

Who's that from then?

- Angela.
- Doesn't sound like Angela.

Well,
what's she supposed to sound like?

- I was supposed to go round there tonight.
- Why didn't you?

Cos she's looking after me.

What is wrong with you, exactly?

Boyfriend trouble.
That's all you need to know.

- Can you give me a cigarette?
- You don't smoke.

I've got to take it up otherwise
I have no reason to be out here.

Why did you text me
when you knew I would be at home?

You weren't supposed to be at home.

- You were supposed to be with me.
- Well, I was with my daughter.

You could have told me.

I wasn't thinking about you.

I was thinking all sorts.

- That you'd had enough mainly.
- Now you know.

Do I?

I didn't realise Phoebe wasn't interested
in me any more until she told me.

How naive is that?

I'm not her.

We'd better go back in.

I'm sorry, love. I hope you don't think
I was too forward the other day.

It was just a bit of banter,
you know.

- Good.
- Right.

Good because that's cleared it up
or good meaning that's all it should be?

Good. Just... good.

Well, that's telling me, eh?

- Sorry. Sorry.
- Thought if you left it long enough you'd miss us?

- I miss you anyway, Tom.
- Ah.

There you go.

Thanks.

Phoebe's pregnant.

That's great.

- Do you mean it?
- Why wouldn't I?

Aren't you going to ask
who the father is or something?

- Should I?
- I told you, didn't I?

He's not so... you know.

It's different now.

- Mum said you met someone.
- A mystery girlfriend.

- Bit older we think.
- Knocking him into shape by the looks of it.

Where did you meet her?

- I met her at the hotel.
- Oh, there's fate for you.

- What is she, like a...
- It doesn't matter what she is, Tom.

- Just tell us about her.
- She's funny. She loves her job.

- She's romantic.
- Mm!

- Better not let her go by the sound of it.
- No, I won't.

She says I was inappropriate with her.
That I pestered her.

The firm are going to investigate.

I'm suspended while they do that.

Suspended?

Christ almighty, what did you do?

- All I wanted to do was get friendly with her.
- Friendly?

She's pretty.

Young.

I wanted to catch her eye.
I didn't want to be invisible to her.

Oh, no, you wanted more than that.
You made it bloody obvious.

- It was a misunderstanding.
- She understood you all right.

- Sounds to me like you almost had your dick out.
- It was nothing like that!

Whatever it was,
you could lose your job for it.

I couldn't live with myself if that happened.

The last thing I wanted
was to let you and the kids down.

You mean the world to me.

Don't.

Home alone.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

What are you thinking?

Er, nothing.

What's the vow of silence for then?

I was thinking how much your bedroom
reminded me of Dean's.

Right.

What other family members
were you thinking of during sex?

It's not like that.

It felt like it.

Michael's in trouble at work.

He was upset about it.

You'd probably best go, Julie.

Why?

You're not here anyway.

- It's so simple for you.
- What's simple?

- No responsibility.
- So what am I then, Julie?

- A little puppy that keeps jumping up at you?
- Let's not argue.

OK, I'm going.

ls there ever going to be five minutes...

You said your parents had
gone out for the day.

- Have you got some? That's lucky, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- What happened?
- Tyre blew out.

Had to put one of those
space-saving tyres on.

Couldn't do 50 on the motorway
all the way to Congleton.

Hello.

This is Julie.

- From the hotel.
- We've met you.

You organised Phoebe and Tom's w...

We've heard a bit about you.
Only a bit though.

Not the most important bit.

- I'm sorry.
- What are you sorry for?

I'm not sorry.
Don't go.

She understands even if you don't.

- Understands what?
- It's wrong, Aaron.

It's perverse.

- Ask your bloody Mum.
- It's up to them. Don't turn me into judge and jury.

This isn't him just bringing a girl back,
is it?

- Perhaps you're right. Excuse me.
- Don't talk to her like that.

Julie.

- Married, is she?
- Yes.

- Kids?
- Two.

You're your own worst enemy.

I don't care.

- What is she thinking of?
- I don't know.

Julie!

Julie!

Julie.

I love you.

I am so sorry...
but I can't.

Graduate, aren't you?

Well, you have to be, don't you?

I didn't really have you down
for something like this.

I just think it's time I grew up.

- Please put me forward for it.
- OK.

Paulina,
there is a stain on this table cloth.

- Can you get another one from housekeeping?
- Why can't Aaron go?

- Because I asked you.
- Favourite.

I don't have favourites,
I have staff.

- Is it because he's English?
- Don't be ridiculous.

Yes, because he's English.
Come on.

Aaron...

we have to work together.

It's going to be different, Julie.

See you tomorrow.

Lift?

- Otherwise I have to sit next to him on the bus.
- Yeah.

It's over.

Fun while it lasted.

Yeah, that's right.
Both of us moving on.

Wonders will never cease.

- No further action.
- The investigation?

- Clean slate again.
- Oh, thank God for that.

- Back to the fray tomorrow.
- Cos if it had gone the other way...

Doesn't bear thinking about,
what it would have meant.

Everything is back to normal, Ju.

Oh, get a room.

Plenty more fish in the sea, eh?

Exactly.

Better if you just move on
from there altogether.

We both agree about that by the way
or it might really hurt you.

- I just want to put up a fight.
- And how are you going to do that?

Turn my life round.

I can't be an ex-graduate any more.

I've got to amount to something more than that
and when she sees what I'm talking about...

She must be something.

How I feel is something,
you know.

- I used to.
- About Dad?

Bursting with it.

And now?

Well, you pass those things
on to the young.

Why are you working here?
I thought you'd gone home.

I'm doing an extra shift.
I want the experience.

- You know, beverage management.
- What are you talking about?

Drink order for table 16, Paulina.

You can buy me one later.

She's still keen.

- What are you saying?
- I'll see you tomorrow.

You'll see me now.

I'm getting on the management
trainee programme.

I'm going to make something
of myself, Julie.

You can't take us seriously
because you can't take me seriously.

But you will.

I'll complete the course.
I'll become head of department and rent a flat.

- That's great.
- It won't mean shit until you realise why I'm doing it.

I've got to get older, Julie,

so you can't explain me away as
some madness you went in for.

You won't be able to
turn me away as easily.

Whatever you do, Aaron,
nothing can change now.

These things will kill you.

What's next?

What are you talking about?

For us.

A good night's sleep.

I know you're thinking about Aaron.

Everything's going to be fine.

He's been the problem, not us.

-What is it?
- I thought I was being trained on site.

I've got a year's posting to
another hotel in the chain.

- In London.
- You must have known that was a possibility.

- I thought if I got sent away it would be temporary.
- It is temporary.

- It's a year away.
- It's an opportunity.

Aaron, you can't complain.

In this day and age
you've got to grasp any chance to progress.

- It's a year away from her, Jim.
- Hopefully that'll be long enough.

Kill off whatever it is that
you're harbouring.

Run and I'll pick you up.

- I see golden boy is off.
- Sorry?

Doing a year's operational training
in London.

Might never come back at all
if he gets the post there.

What are you doing here?

Are the tables ready?

I thought I'd watch one of these
for the last time.

Happy endings, you know.

It's a happy beginning.

Happy something.

After Monday I'm gone, Julie.

Oh, yeah, congratulations,
by the way.

I hear you're going away for a year.

Or maybe more.
Maybe forever.

Give me a reason not to go.

I choose you
as the person

with whom I will spend my life.

Isn't he one of yours?

- So?
- I wondered if I could drop him somewhere.

- No.
- Shall I ask him?

He waiting for someone to pick him up.
There's no need.

- Could save him a cab fare.
- I've just said, haven't I?

- He's waiting for someone to pick him up.
- OK, keep your hair on.

Bad day?

Saturdays are never bad days.

What's wrong?

What have I done?

It's nothing, Michael.

I'm sorry.

It's not you...
it's not you, all right?

Tell me.

Not now.

Sorry.

Still got a day's work to do
beforeyou leave...

otherwise I might rewrite that
reference I gave you.

Julie.
Why can't we have a party for Aaron?

Or drinks in the bar?

He wants to go quietly.

Me and Angela are going out
for a drink tonight.

Well,
there's some chilli in the fridge.

You put it in the microwave.

I'm glad you had time
to see me tonight.

Imagine if you come back
as deputy manager

or, better yet,
head of events and catering over Hugh.

He'd die.

- I'd be the boss of you too.
- You will never be the boss of me.

No, I could never get you to do
what I want, could I?

It's your swansong tomorrow.

That book you wanted to borrow.

- How am I going to get it back to you?
- It's yours.

- We were supposed to discuss it.
- Just read it.

Something to remember me by.

- Are you going to be all right?
- Will you?

No.

- Why?
- Cos I'm going to miss you, that's why.

- Then I won't go.
- Er, no, I want you to bloody go.

Why?

Why do you think?

It's why I can tell you
cos you're leaving.

- How can I leave now?
- Because you have to.

- Your future's out there.
- I tell you where my future should be.

You can't, Aaron.

I've got to stick to mine.
You've got yours.

- Who was Julie really with last night?
- Me.

- Has she been seeing someone?
- Ask her, not me.

- Look what you've done to her.
- Look what she's done to me.

Hm?
Look what you've both done to me.

- Are you all right?
- Fine, Aaron, fine.

Just leave me.

- Don't talk about me.
- You gave me cause to.

Nobody's going to fucking
laugh at me any more.

You're 44.

- You're supposed to know better.
- Well, I didn't know.

I should kill you.

Just piss off back to pretty boy.

I don't want you any more.
None of us do.

I was charged
with threatening behaviour.

You come back or we lose the house
and the kids lose their home.

Small corrections: Peterlin