Wish Me Luck (1987–1990): Season 2, Episode 2 - Episode #2.2 - full transcript

[theme music]

[dogs barking]

Arthur?

What are you doing up?

I heard you moving about.

Couldn't sleep.

Me neither.

Must be due about now.

Pray God it's all right.

Who's meeting
them besides Joseph?

Alan and his brothers.



And a British agent,
Gaspar they call him.

I wonder what she'll
be like, this girl

Zoe.

Whatever she's like, you
must be nice to her father.

She's supposed to be
a relative, remember.

I've nothing against her.

But I still say it's a
mistake putting her up--

asking for trouble.

It's the least we can do.

She's risking her life for us.

And it isn't even her country.

[motors running]

Oh my gosh.

LAURENCE: Liz?



That you, Liz?

Yes, I'm sorry.

Did I wake you?

No, I couldn't get off.

Did the plane arrive
safe with whoever it was?

Yes.

I'll just get some things, and
then I'll leave you in peace.

You needn't sleep
in the spare room now.

Well, I think I will
if you didn't mind.

I'm still a bit keyed up.

We've got some people
flying out tonight as well.

[music playing]

Solange?

Well, it wasn't
so bad, was it?

No.

Any sign of Andre?

No.

But here comes our reception.

They might be gone.

Hello.

I'm Solange.

This is Zoe.

Well.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Can you tell us the
way to Agospin Yard?

5 kilometers to the west,
along the mizzen road.

Don't waste your
time doing that!

But we were told to--

Forget all that nonsense!

That's the first
thing they look for!

Bring them with you.

We'll dispose of them later.

I take it you're Gaspar.

Yes.

Now, don't stand about.

Can't have a thing!

Move!

I'm Joseph, resistance.

Hello, Solange.

This is Zoe.
- Hello.

Welcome to France.

We--

Forget the chitchat!

Where's Andre?

I don't know.

One of them went off course.

He could be in the river.

Christ!

That's all we need.

[whistling]

Oh, wait, that
might be him now.

Well, it's no bloody Owl.

That's for sure.

Careful, it could be a trick.

I'll go and look.

Right.

You two stay here.

Make yourselves useful,
pack up that stuff.

GASPAR: Andre?

Yeah.

Thank God.

What is it?

Me bloody ankle.

Landed badly-- avoid the river.

Can you walk?

Let's see.

[grunting]

[music playing]

For once, the bait gossip
seems to have paid off.

What do you mean?

We spread the word that
there was going to be a raid

on the station outside of time.

They're probably all
over there by now.

I need the cart
back by lunch time.

Don't worry, my friend.

And don't forget
the ammunition.

I'll see to it.

Can you move your toes?

Nope.

What's the verdict?

Well, I'm pretty
sure it's a fracture.

He's best to treat
it as one, anyway.

That's what my
father always says.

I'll bandage it as
best I can for you now,

till we can get you to a doctor.

Doctor?

You'll be lucky.

And I thought we had
one working for us.

Not anymore.

He was captured last week.

And we can't use the hospitals.

The milice keep an eye
on them all the time.

Well, if it is an
ordinary fracture,

it should heal quite easily.

It's just a matter of resting
it for a couple of weeks.

Yeah, I've got people
to see all over the place.

You'll have to leave
that to me, won't you.

Lie back, give the orders.

Yeah, ow.

Do you want a fag?

Mm, um, jacket pocket.

Ouch!

Sorry.

You've got to take a
painkilling pill, too.

I should sooner
take the suicide one.

I do like a dry
sense of humor.

Christ, you're not carrying
that around with you, are you?

They must be off their
rockers back there.

They talk about
security and doll

out cigarette cases and
compacts to every bloody agent!

Why don't they give f a printed
card that says British spy!

Morning, Dorothy.

Good morning.

Morning, Liz.

Morning, Faith.

Did they get off
all right last night?

Yes.

Now the waiting begins.

Kit arrived safely, did he?

Yes, he's been picked
up from the hostel.

He's meeting Cad at 2 o'clock.

How is he?

He looks dreadful.

Who wouldn't?

I'd like you to keep
an eye on him, Liz.

He'll need a friend and someone
who knows what it's like.

Well, actually,
he's just phoned.

I think we'll probably have a
bite or something this evening.

Oh, good.

Encourage him to talk about it--

and about his family.

Trouble with someone like Kit
is he bottles things up inside.

You know, the psychiatrists
were against him

going in the first place.

Because of what
happened to his family?

Yes, they felt he
hadn't had time to grieve.

But as Cart says,
bereavement is one

of the strongest incentives.

LIZ: Look at Vivien Ashton.

Have it in other ways.

Take care.

And you.

No orgies, mind.

And even a powder
down those cheeks.

You're meant to have
had TB, aren't you?

See you tomorrow as planned.

If I'm not
completely crippled--

eight, bloody kilometers.

Bye.

See ya.

Thanks.

We should have
brought you back sooner.

I wanted to stay.

Each time I had someone
lined out to replace you, there

was an emergency.

How is the situation overall?

Well, at least we're making
some impression on the enemy

now.

But of course, that leads
to greater reprisals,

as you know only too well.

Losing Maurice Gronie's cell
must have been a great blow.

It was mainly due
to Maurice that I was

able to keep things together.

We've got to thank
those commies for,

even if they are fighting for
the Russians rather than us.

It's not quite as
simple as that, Cad.

Will be once the war is over.

The good news is that we've
finally been put in charge

of the resistance groups.

What will it involve?

Total reorganization.

We're to coordinate
all our activities

with high command strategy.

The PM wants us to triple
our effective circuits

before the end of the year.

A fine time to be called back.

We'll be need you here, Kit.

Your experience will
be invaluable to us

on the training side.

I'm not missing
out on the invasion.

Well, we'll see how it goes.

How what goes?

I don't need to tell
you how grateful we

are to you for all you've done.

But now you need a good break.

You must have a break, Kit.

Take a month's leave.

We'll talk about the
future after that.

Now, let's get back to France.

[music playing]

I'm sorry, Annette,
but two dozen is

about all I can manage for now.

Oh, come on, Marie.

I'm sure you can
take more than that.

I wish I could, but--

Look, it would not
take you five minutes

to get rid of two dozen.

Have four, and I'll knock
two francs off the price.

I'm sorry, Annette.

They're well made, you know.

It takes me 20
minutes for each one.

I know, Annette.

It's just that there
isn't any call for them.

I have enough bother
selling the ones I've got.

I see.

Well, look around you.

There just isn't the
money for such things.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

How are things, anyway?

Not bad.

They're not good, either.

It's been a real struggle
since I had to let the shop go.

And these things just
don't bring enough in--

not to keep me and Mother.

I'll just have to think of
something else, that's all.

Well, let me know if
there's anything I can do.

Thanks, Marie.

You've always been a
good neighbor to me.

Marie, I--

[bell ringing]

Well, I better go.

You've got a customer.

All right, Annette.

Here's the money for the pegs.

Take care now.

Goodbye, Marie.

Oh, thanks.

[bell ringing]

Yes, mademoiselle.

Can I help you?

Madame Ferrier?

Yes.

I'm afraid I've forgotten
what I'm supposed to say.

It's about your
cousin, Leon, I think.

Of course, I'm so sorry.

I'm Zoe.

Come with me.

[music playing]

Father, this is our
new lodger, Zoe.

My father, Leon.

Uncle Leon, from now on.

Are you going to Arbon?

It's a nice room.

It's Luke's, my son.

Oh, I haven't turned
him out, have I?

Oh, no.

No, he's not here anymore.

He went away last week
to join the Maquis.

The ones hiding in the hills?

Yes.

I haven't heard from
him since he went.

I supposed I'll get
a message eventually.

Uh, there's running
water in the kitchen.

And the lavatory is
out there in the yard.

I'm afraid it's not
what you're used to.

It's very good of
you to put me up.

It's us who should
be thanking you.

It's all we live for now--

the liberation.

I hope it won't
be too far off.

Well, I'll leave
you to unpack.

Oh, uh, I'll need
to go out later.

Already?

Yes, they'll worry
until we've made contact.

Joseph said you had a
bicycle I could use.

Yes.

Where is it you've got to go to?

Oh, you're right.

Don't tell me.

Don't tell anyone anything.

Well, you come down
when you're ready.

I've made you some soup.

Thank you.

And Zoe, while you're here,
just look on us as family.

[music playing]

She's little
more than a child.

Well, she's older than Luke.

She wouldn't be allowed
here if she wasn't 21.

Is my bicycle in good order?

Make sure you're
back by curfew.

The milice are very hot on that.

Oh, hello, Annette.

My cousin's girl, Zoe, she's
staying with us for a while.

That's nice.

She's not very well.

Her parents thought a change
of air would do her good.

She'll be helping
in the shop, too.

Would that be your
cousin in Rockford?

No.

My second cousin, Robert.

I told you about him, remember?

Used to be out in Martinique.

Oh.

Well, I really
must be getting on.

[music playing]

Oh, Vivian, Vivian!

Juliette.

Oh.

It's so good to see you!

You must remember
to call me Solange.

Oh, yes, I forgot.

I'm sorry.

And this is Julie?

This is.

You are beautiful.

How's your daddy?

How's Philippe?

He's not here.

Daddy's a long away, isn't he?

Come on.

Come indoors.

I'll tell you all about it.

And how is Johnny?

I've a lot to tell you, too.

[music playing]

[italian], God.

[laughs] It does seem
extraordinary doesn't it,

when you first back?

Thank you for coming.

Kit, I wanted to.

How's Laurence?

Oh, he's out himself tonight.

Some do at the club.

And Vicki?

Well, she's well
dug in at school.

We visit her from time to time.

But the head
mistress discourages

it, says it unsettles her.

I tried to keep up
as much as I could

with what was going
on in your area.

Those messages
don't say the half.

No.

But I think I managed to
read between the lines.

It was dreadful-- about Maurice.

Yes.

He was a good man.

For a communist.

There's always that
qualification, isn't there?

I didn't say a word.

You didn't have to.

I got to know him quite
well after you left.

How did it happen?

He and some of the others were
receiving an ammunition drop.

The local Gaullists heard
about it and turned up too.

They started fighting over
it like a bunch of kids,

didn't hear the Germans arrive.

Most of them were captured,
including Maurice.

And so they shot him.

They didn't need to after the
Gestapo had finished with him.

It's nearly curfew.

I can tell the time.

So, what are your plans now?

I don't know.

I've been moving into my
club for the time being.

Then I'll probably
visit the family estate.

My brother will expect it.

What about your own home?

I suppose I'll have to go
down there sooner or later.

Have you been back at all
since Eleanor and the children

were killed?

You know, you're
the only person who--

What?

Spells it out--

Eleanor, the children,
what happened.

Even Cad couldn't bring
himself to talk about it.

Have you been back?

No.

I was away when it happened.

They gave me compassionate
leave to attend the funeral--

if you can have a
funeral without bodies.

Then I went straight
back to the regiment.

And soon after, I
joined the outfit.

So the house has been shut up?

Yes, the family
solicitor arranged it all.

And the disposal of
their belongings.

Get rid of all their thing?

Yes.

Kit, I really think
you ought to go back.

Would it help if I came too?

[music playing]

Is it safe now?

Thanks for your help.

I got through all right.

Oh-- thank you.

Bye.

Hello, Cad.

Thought I'd drop
in on my way home.

Any new?

Yes, uh, message through
from Area 3-- all well there.

All right, good.

Nothing from Zoe yet, Area 7.

Oh, it's early days-- may
not come through till tomorrow.

How was your meeting?

I suppose I'll get used
to dealing with the yanks.

It wasn't constructive?

We were talking
broad strategies.

And I get in our meeting
them again on Thursday

to discuss specific operations.
- Was the PM there?

Yes, he was part at the time.

He's most anxiously
cooperate very

closely with the goals load.

[knocking]

Come in.

Much easier said than done.

Hello, Dorothy.
Still here?

Yes, sir.

Thanks.

Ah, they're OK.

Thank God.

Uh, they made
contact with Gaspar.

Zoe and Solange at safe houses.

Something about Andre--

Andre something or other.

There's something wrong
with the decoding.

What is that word
supposed to be?

Could it be ankle?

And when I saw this
gendarme standing there,

I nearly died of shock!

Yes, well, Joseph really
should have warned you.

Quite a few of the
ordinary police around here

are in with the resistance.

It's the milice you've
got to watch out for.

I don't know.

It's difficult to
know who to trust.

Yes, I know.

Still, you managed
to make contact?

Yes, the radio
was in the hen coop.

You know, I wouldn't
transmit from there

too often if I were you.

Just keep on the move.

And don't come here again.

Don't worry.

Safe house OK?

Couldn't be better.

And have you managed to settle
in at the chateau yet, Solange?

Fine.

Juliette gave me the
welcome of my life.

Well, how well did
you know her before?

Not very-- used
to buy their wine.

Coping all right
as the family nanny?

It seems very simple.

Fill them up at one end,
empty them at the other.

[laughing]

[music playing]

Careful, wrong side.

Blast.

Should I drive?

No, I must get used to it.

Sorry, I wasn't concentrating.

When did you last
come down here?

August '41.

I was home on leave.

It was David's birthday.

We spent the day on the river.

Three weeks later,
they were dead.

[music playing]

Shall I wait here?

No.

Come in.

I'll draw the curtains.

I'll take over now, love.

It's nearly time for you to go.

I think we've got a customer.

Oh, it's only Annette.

She's a bit of a gossip,
but she's all right.

Hello, Marie.

Hello, Annette.

Thought I'd look in
to welcome your niece.

Zoe, isn't it?
- That's right.

Well, I live over the
road, so we'll be seeing

quite a bit of each other.

How'd you like this
part of the world?

It's lovely.

But different from Martinique.

Marie tells me you
were brought up there.

Yes, that's right.

My mother used to
work for a family

who had an estate out there.

They were in the coffee trade.

What line was your father in?

He managed a sugar plantation.

We haven't seen Zoe
since she was, oh, so high.

You've not been well, I hear.

Nothing serious, I hope.

Well, a touch of TB.

Oh dear, that'll
be the climate,

I suppose, in Martinique.

It is rather humid.

Good for the crops, though.

She's gradually getting
her strength back.

Aren't you, love?

Lots of fresh air and exercise.

Yes, I've seen
you on your bicycle.

Actually, I'm
on my way out now.

Well, Marie must bring
you around some time.

We can have a nice, long chat.

That will be lovely.

See you, then.

Bye, signora.

Seems a nice girl.

She is.

And that's it--

ordeal over.

I'm glad you made me come.

How do you feel?

I don't feel anything.

This empty shell has got
nothing to do with them.

No.

Let's go and get some lunch.

There's a place by the river I--

[music playing]

[breathes deeply]

Please leave me alone.

I'll be all right.

Look, you don't have
to hide it-- not from me.

For God's sake, let it go.

[crying]

Oh God, Liz.

I need you.

So you've dropped your
Elizabeth Barrett Browning act.

Yes, uh, now it's
"Long John Silver."

Sure you should
be walking on it?

It's only three weeks.

Well, I can't sit
on my ass forever.

How do you account
for the limp?

Oh, I was, uh,
injured in an air raid.

See, now I'm an insurance agent.

Got my new papers yesterday.

Just hope to God
they're all right.

Anything for Zoe?

Mm-hm-- and messages
for Joseph and Gaspar.

They want us to get cracking
with the sabotage training.

[laughing]

Oh, excuse me, madame.

But, uh, you seen this?

[laughs]

There you are, my love.

Aren't you the best
red baby in Arbon?

Uh, hold on.

How do like my charge?

Oh, I think
he's, um, smashing.

She.

This is Julie.

Morning.

SOLANGE: We must be
going home, my love.

Mrs. Maney will wonder
what's happened to us.

What on earth is someone
like that doing in the milice?

Like what?

Well, I mean,
so young, pretty.

Treachery isn't peculiar to
hatchet-faced males, you know?

Bitch.

Well, I think I
ought to be going.

I'll go first.

You watch and make sure
I'm not being followed, hm?

Okey dokey.

Oh, they're messing about
with food rationing again.

We better put out a check.

Right.

Faith, do you think I
could have a couple of days

off at the end of the month?

Any particular reason?

Laurence is going to
be lecturing up north,

and I thought I'd pop down at
Devon and see Vicki and mother.

But of course, if
it's difficult--

No, should be
able to angle it--

unless anything comes up.

One moment.

Me?

May I look at
your papers, please?

Yes, of course.

I see you're exempted
from forced labor.

Uh, yes, health grounds.

My leg, you see--

got smashed up in an air raid.

And now you're working
for an insurance company.

Mm.

Well, there's enough bomb damage
to keep us busy for years.

I don't see how the British
thinks it helps our people--

destroying their homes.

Yes, madness.

How long will you be
staying in this area?

Well, I'm not sure.

Um, I've got a lot
of people to see.

Don't forget to get
these renewed if you

stay longer than three months.

Right.

Is it painful?

Your leg.

[music playing]

Can't complain.

At least I'm still alive.

Yes.

That's all that
matters, isn't it?

What did you tell Laurence?

Same as I told Faith, that
I was going to mother's.

Think they believed you?

If nothing else,
the outfit's taught

me how to lie convincingly.

Where are we going?

Wait and see.

Somewhere you've been before?

No.

I wanted it to be
our place this time.

[music playing]

Oh--

Here we are.

Oh, Kit!

Belongs to Tommy Binsted.

He said we could have it
for as long as we like.

It's wonderful.

A far cry from France.

Sorry about that.

I hope to God it's not that
bug that's going around.

Well, half the
circuit's down with it.

Ah, well, I hope our German
friends getting it as well.

Uh, look, we'll, um, have
to try and keep the training

sessions going if possible.

Any day now, Cad will
spring something on us.

And I want to be prepared.

Girls all right?

Seem to be.

Although, Solange reckons Zoe's
got a bit of what you've got.

Hope to God she hasn't.

I mean, if she goes
sick, we're really sunk.

Ah, they're not
bad, those two--

for women.

Some of our best
agents are women.

Ah, but it's not what you'd
want for your wife or daughter,

is it?

I mean, I've got
two lassies at home.

Thank God they're
safe out of this.

Look, the other
day I was stopped

by a woman milice officer.

She looked even
younger than Zoe.

[ball hit]

Yes!

Keep running.

Out wide.

And again.

And again.

Well, in that case,
why did the Soviets

enter into a non-aggression
pact with Hitler?

- They were buying time.
- Oh, well, of course.

I mean, that's bound
to be their story.

And I believe them.
After Stalingrad--

Well--

--you can hardly
accuse the Russians

of kowtowing to the Nazis.

Yet, they have
the cheek to accuse

George of holding back now!

But that's how it
must seem to them!

They go on slugging it
out on the Eastern Front

with no sign of a
second front opening up.

But it's only
a matter of time!

And we've got to be prepared!

Oh Christ, they
haven't got time!

Do you know how many Russians
are being killed every day?

Yes I do!

[screaming]

[laughing]

This is something that Laurence
and I never do-- argue.

We're always so damn polite.

Maurice and I used
to argue nonstop.

I think we both changed
our view in the end.

Don't worry, I'm
not becoming a red.

No, just a bit pink.

Things will have to
change after the war.

People won't be content with
empty promises like last time.

A land fit for
Heroes and all that.

You're thinking the
same as I'm thinking.

Why, it would, wouldn't it?

Excellent landing site.

[laughs]

[music playing]

[heavy breathing]

I thought it was just France.

But it wasn't.

No.

It wasn't

And that's where
it's sighted-- slap

bang in the middle of Area 7.

And you say it's
the only one capable

of transmitting to U-boats?

Submerged ones, yes.

There have been heavy
losses in the Atlantic

as a result of attacks
directed from that station.

Well, security around it
must be pretty formidable.

I've told the PM I'm
confident we can handle it.

And can we?

That remains to be seen.

When is Zoe's next sked?

[music playing]

Time to go?

Yes.

Can't you stay
just one more day?

No, I can't.

Mother's expecting me.

What are we going to do, Liz?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

So if we can blow it
up, the, um, enemy subs

will be dependent on an
inferior transmitter,

and they'll have to resurface.

And in go the RAF
and dive bomb them.

Yeah, or the Navy
can deal with them.

I know it's a challenge.

But I think we can do it.

I supposed the first thing is to
find out the law of the land--

um, sketches, diagrams.

That sounds like a
job for nanny's day off.

We'll have to find a contact,
too-- somebody who works there.

I'll get Joseph onto that.

Gaspar and I will have to
up the training sessions.

I'll need a good team.

Um, and we must be in
daily contact with London.

Could you tell Zoe to
ask for extra skeds?

She any better, by the way?

[throwing up]

You all right?

Yes, fine.

Honestly, it's just a
slight stomach upset.

That's all.

You British, it's a wonder
your lips don't crack.

Do you need some help?

You couldn't do
work like this.

I bet I could.

I'm always having to take
my radio set to pieces.

See if you can get that going.

What made you come out here--

bit of a girl like you?

Same reason you fought
in the last war, I suppose.

I hope you don't
end up like me.

Vicki!

Oh my darling!

Aren't you growing!

[inaudible].

I've had to let
down all her hems.

Hello, Mother.

Aren't you looking well.

Isn't this lovely?

All together again.

All except Daddy.

Are you gonna come
and have a look--

[knocking]

Sorry, I've heard from him!

From Luke!

He's safe!

A message just came!

Oh, Marie, I'm so glad.

A friend of ours
is in the same group.

I know he'll keep an eye on him.

Oh, I wish you
could have met him.

Perhaps I will one day.

He's a fine lad--

just like his father at his age.

Your husband,
when was he killed?

Right at the start.

Yes, all the girls
went for Luke.

And what about you?

Have you got a
boyfriend back home?

Yes.

We're not engaged or anything.

I suppose we might
eventually if--

we can't make any
plans at present.

No.

You've been sick again.

Wretched bug.

Do you have to go out?

Yes, I'm meeting someone.

All right.

They've given me extra skeds.

I'll be transmitting
every other day now.

Look, I, um--

I hate to lumber
you with so much.

If only there was another
pianist in the area.

I can cope.

Sure.

It's just that, um, I don't like
to see you dragging yourself

around when you're not well.

It's not right.

You wouldn't say
that if I were a man.

Well-- well, I
suppose I wouldn't.

Oh, it was strange at first,
moving down here after all

those years in the big house.

But it's very cozy, and
I have everything I need.

And the Canadians are looking
after the place very well.

They invited me out
for dinner last week.

Liz?

I'm sorry.

I was miles away.

It's him, I suppose.

That man you used to work with.

Yes.

I thought you had
it all under control.

So did I-- until he came back.

Is that where you've
been the last two days?

How did you know that?

Laurence phoned
for you yesterday.

I pretended you'd
gone for a walk.

I really didn't mean to
involve you in all the lies,

but thank you, Mother.

Do you know what
you're risking?

But with him, I feel so alive.

I need him, mother.

And Vicki needs you--

you and Laurence together.

But I don't love Laurence.

I realize now, I never did.

Being married has never
stopped anyone falling in love.

You get over it.

Have you ever had
to make the choice?

There isn't any choice
once you have children.

[music playing]

So, uh, you reckon you'll
have a team ready soon?

Providing they send
us more ammunition.

They can't get decent circuit
going unless you've got plenty

of explosives stashed away.

Yeah, well don't
worry about it.

They'll be arranging a drop.

Well, I reckon that's about it.

I'll be getting back to my digs.

Oh, I meant to say,
coming through the market

just now I saw Solange
going into the town hall.

Why would she be doing that?

Excuse me, officer.

I wonder if you can help me.

I'm looking for a shop
that sells baby clothes.

Madame Dutereau told me
there was one near here.

I'm her nanny, you see.

So, how was Devon?

It was all right.

Fine.

Liz, what is it?

Nothing.

You've had time to think.

Haven't you?

Yes.

And?

Look, what we're doing,
Kit, it isn't fair.

It's not fair to anybody.

It can't go on.

Laurence has found out.

Well, no, he's not
said anything-- no.

Look, Liz, I know
this isn't perfect.

But surely, it's
better than nothing.

Well, for the moment--

Why worry about the future?

We're at war.

But it's the deceit.

Things can't just
stay as they are.

Right.

Then divorce Laurence.
Marry me.

But what about Vicki?

She comes too.

But she needs Laurence.

She needs Laurence
and I together.

She--

Look, how the hell can
we go on talking here.

Let's just go somewhere else.

No, it's going to make
things more difficult.

Do you think I'm
letting you go?

Just like that?

Christ, Liz, this has meant as
much to you as it has to me.

You've got to help me do this.

What on earth possessed you?

It's the first thing we
learned not to cause.

Never look the wrong
way crossing the road.

I know.

That weasel-faced officer
was all set to collar you.

Please don't go on about it.

I just don't fancy
prison visiting.

That's all.
- I'm sorry!

I'm just wasn't thinking!

It's not like you.

You must take care.

We can't do without you.

Baby's got a runny nose.

I better be on my way.

You look lousy.

Haven't you shaken
off that bug yet?

I don't know.

Solange--

Yes?

You know what Liz Grainger
told us about our periods

being irregular?

Mm-hm.

Well, I haven't had one
since I came out here.

Well, that's what it is then.

Unless-- you don't think it
could be anything else, do you?

But you couldn't
be, could you?

Bloody hell.

[music playing]

[gun shots]

Don't go.

Please don't.

[suspenseful music]

[music playing]