The Other One (2017) s01e02 Episode Script

(tranquil music)
- That's it.
Ah, I've got goose bumps.
(jolly laughing)
Marcus is going to love it.
- And how about the bride-to-be.
Would you like to try it on?
- I should really
get back to work.
- I think I'm going to cry.
Love
Think of me babe, whenever
Some sweet talking girl
Come on
Singing a song
- Okay, who took my chair?
Sorry, did you see
anyone take my chair?
- No, sorry.
(slamming table)
(expressing frustration)
- God.
- So, if we can meet
again next week.
- Yeah, is that okay?
- Sorry, just nabbed
this for my meeting.
You all right Catherine?
(kicking chair)
(showing frustration)
(hitting repeatedly)
- It's been a bit much lately
and my dad died in September,
and there's been quite
a fallout from that.
- Is there anyone
you can talk to,
your mom, or do you
have any siblings?
- My mom's not really in a
good place at the moment,
and yeah, I have a half-sister.
A secret illegitimate
half-sister that
I only discovered
after my dad died, so.
- You got a man in
your life Cathy?
- Or a woman?
Myra, you remember
our training day?
- Or a lesbian partner?
- I've got a boyfriend.
Sorry, fiance.
- Well, there you go then Cathy.
It's not so bad, hey?
I think what you need,
is a bitter what we
in HR call, me time.
- But if you could make a
full recovery by the 24th,
we will need you
back for the audit.
(shedding tears)
- I'll tell you
what, I'll get you in
with a bereavement counselor.
(crying boisterous)
(weeping)
(car horn)
- Taxi, for one off of
the sexual consciousness?
(pop music playing)
(door opens)
- I'm so sorry about this.
- What you say sorry for?
I'm over the moon mate.
What's in the bin bag?
- It's my wedding dress.
(weeping)
- Ah, Cathy.
I bet you magic, I can't
find that won't you, yeah?
I can't live
Living with out you
(crying boisterous)
- Ugh, I've got
puffy crying eyes.
Do you mind if I
hang here for a mo?
Just don't want to seem like
I'm going back to early.
- No, of course not.
- Ugh, my mom is gonna
freak when she finds out.
She's not in a good
place at the moment.
She started using the word dude.
I mean, that's a real
mental health red flag
in the over 50s, isn't it?
- Then don't tell her you dick.
Didn't you ever scarf school?
- Why would you want
to miss lessons?
- Do you know what
your problem is?
You need to be less
Catherine Walcott Sr.
and a bit more
Catherine Walcott Jr.
- You know, there's only
five days between us?
- All right, I'll tell you
what, pretend that you're going
to go to work, but then come
and sit in the boat with me.
- Ugh, okay.
Sure, but just while I
get my ducks in a row.
All right.
- Whoa, no, no, no, no.
No, you can't take that indoors.
What happens if
the groom sees it?
And you could always give it to
your maid of honor
to look after.
- Oh, I'm not bothering
with all that.
- Well, who's going to
organize your hand though?
And hold your bouquet and
stick those plastic little
willie's on your cape
when you're not looking?
- Have you ever actually
been to a wedding?
- No, not even in
immigration scam.
Cathy.
Cathy please, please can
I be your maid of honor?
- Can I think about it?
I'm just, I'm not really
in the right head space
to make an honest
decision right now.
- Yeah, well of course.
You've just been sacked.
- Sub sacks, it's
compassionate leave.
- Please, come on.
- Look, I'd love you to
look after the dress.
- What?
Like in a maid of
honor kind of way?
- Thanks for the lift home.
Look after the dress.
- Bye.
(door opens)
(door closes)
- Hi baby, we're in the kitchen.
- What a day that
was in the office.
Bloody server crashed.
- I think that has
changed around here.
- Sorry, what's this?
- Just working out whom to sit
next to whom for the wedding.
- Guys, I've already done this.
This is a Cathy job.
Look, Cathy job.
- Yeah, that's my bad.
I sent my dad the table plan
and he's not for
a bit of a reach.
- Why did you do that?
Sorry, why have you taken
Cat and Marilyn off?
- This is supposed to be the
happiest day of our lives.
Why do you want to ruin it?
- Because Cat is my sister.
Sorry, why is Verity
Longworth on the top table?
- She would be my candidate
for maid of honor.
You used to be great mates.
Plus, she's a pilot now.
So, you know, she might turn
up in her fly be uniform.
- Right.
- I don't want Verity Longworth
to be my maid of honor,
because I haven't seen her
since the Leavers ball.
And also, I don't
trust her, okay?
She took a sat-nav on
our bronze expedition
and it nearly cost
us the DV award.
So, no, thank you.
- Sorry hold, did we confirm
that Verity's parents
are going on table four?
- Why?
Why are they coming?
- They were very supportive
when your dad left?
They bought me a lasagna.
- Dad didn't leave. He died.
- Still a form of leaving dude.
- Also, you can't put George
and Julie next to each other.
They just don't get on, okay?
Getting in the shower.
- It's like a princess dress.
If I'd ever married your
dad, I wanted to wear a black
Chiffony number and a
top hat, Stevie Nicks.
Can I try the dress on?
- No!
No, I told Cathy that I'll
guard it with my life,
and that's what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna guard it with my life.
Just like that school guinea
pig that I brought home
from the holidays.
- It died love.
- No. Did it?
Well, there's no way I'm gonna
let this wedding dress die.
(foot steps)
- I am off to work.
Right, shoes, shoes, shoes.
- Now, I'm going to
the garden center.
So, exactly which succulents
do you want for the table decks?
- Mum, for the millionth time,
all my wedding info is
on my Pinterest page.
I've actually got
Ellie Goulding's
exact table
decorations on there.
So, just stick to
the pins, okay?
- Okay.
- All right, bag.
Okay, I am off to work.
- Is there something
you forgot to tell me?
- No.
What?
- Like you love me?
- Yes, of course.
Love you. Bye.
- Bye.
So, The Apprentice
starts tonight dude?
- Boo-ya.
I'm all over that.
- Have you had
therapy before Cathy?
- Not formally, but I've
read every book on Amazon's
bereavement reading
list, before we had
to boycott them for tax reasons.
Plus, I keep a gratitude
journal, so you're welcome.
- Cool.
Did you come across the
term intensification ritual?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
Um, remind me.
- It's basically a
wanky way of saying,
setting aside time to
share memories of your dad,
or doing something
to mark his life.
- Or tick, tick.
I'm actually waiting on some
quotes for a memorial bench.
I can show you the
email exchange.
- It's fine.
Honestly.
Could you do some
homework for me this week?
- Oh yes, please.
Love a bit of homework.
- Can you try and talk to
your mom about your dad,
like a memory you have of him,
or something you wanted
together as a family?
It really does get
the ball rolling.
- God.
Fine, I'll do it for you.
- For yourself.
(relaxing music)
It's all small town, song
- I'm guessing it's
short for Savron,
but she goes by Sav,
which is pretty cool.
I just was like, wanky?
She just really
listens, you know?
- Mom.
We're home.
- I can just sit there for ages
and just don't say anything.
You should go and see her.
Everyone should go and see her.
I want to go and see
her again, right now.
Oh, and Sav also says,
"I should talk to other
people about that".
- Well you're in
the right place.
I was just saying to
Cat here this morning.
About the first time your
father and I tried viagra.
- Yeah, we found
his medication box.
- Not that he needed viagra.
He was naturally very.
(phone message)
- Sorry.
Oh my God, mum.
How hard is it to choose and
pay for a table decoration?
I've already chosen
and paid for.
- Was she like this
about her own wedding?
What was that like?
- Yeah, who was her maid of
honor? Was it your auntie Dawn?
I bet it was your auntie Dawn.
- I don't know.
I've actually never asked.
(doorbell ringing)
I'll get it.
(door opens)
Cheers.
- Oh, that's charger.
Ah, wicked.
- Now, hopefully we can
get into your dad's phone.
- Cat, it's your charger.
Enjoy, dad .
Ah I love, that is gift-wrapped.
It's like his still sending
me presents from the grave.
- Who knows what
mysteries we'll uncover.
- Guys, is this ethical?
Turning on dad's
phone like this,
rifling through his
personal belongings?
It just feels like an
infringement on his personal.
(phone message)
Let me see that.
Why does he got 12 missed calls?
- What's his pin?
- My birthday, 22/05?
- Um, nope.
Mine, 27/05.
- Nope.
Oh, try 6969.
Oh, well that's me stumped.
(door closes)
(foot steps)
- Cheese Louise,
it's like an illegal
Aloe Vera farm in here.
- Did you check out
the wedding band?
Google The Hit Shot,
I need to let them know
by tomorrow lunchtime.
- Booking the band
is a Cathy job, mum.
I specifically want a Kayleigh
band, that does Adele covers.
Mum, what did you
wear to your wedding?
Like, what was your dress like?
- I burnt it.
I hate everything
about my wedding.
I should never have
gone ahead with it.
- Don't say that!
Then you wouldn't have had me.
- You're very much the
silver lining to the
unmitigated shit cloud
that was my marriage.
- Please don't use any
of that in your mother
to the bride speech.
- Now, please can you
google that wedding band?
- Do you know what kombucha is?
Ciao.
I bought you a kombucha.
- Oh, thanks, that's kind.
- Can't get enough of
that fermented goodness.
Oh, yum off. That is delish.
What should we work
on today, kombucha.
(phone message)
Oh sorry, I'll put
it on airplane.
- Cathy, are you
comfortable talking
about the chair incident?
- Oh, I don't know
what happened there.
I just, I don't know.
- It's really normal to
channel one set of worries
on to something
completely unrelated.
What do you think triggered
you, attacking a chair?
- But I mean, it
wasn't just a chair.
It was my chair.
And I've really good
lumbar support, so.
Fine, I guess I went
wedding dress shopping
with my mom that day,
and she made me buy a
dress I really didn't like.
God, this is stupid.
I feel like I'm on an episode
of Don't Tell the Bride.
- I've not seen
Don't Tell the Bride.
- Why would you?
Probably spend your evening
making overnight oats,
or just like, hot yoga ring.
- How would you feel
telling your mum about
your feelings towards
the wedding dress?
(sigh relieve)
God, you're good.
Sweet Caronline
Good times never
seem so good
- A toast, to the
bride and groom.
(door closes)
- All right mom.
(door closes)
- Has anyone tried
to call dad's phone?
- No.
(zip stuck)
No.
(deep breathing)
(dress tearing)
- Sav just posted a
photo of her walking
her mate, sausage dog.
I wish I was a mate sausage
dog and she was walking me.
What're you doing?
- You've got to
switch your brain off.
No wonder you went,
following Nutella.
What's Marcus said about
all this sack and shit?
- Okay, I wasn't
actually sacked,
and I can't tell him.
He's bomb choms with my
mom, and if she found out,
it would break her.
- Well, you don't need
him, you've got me.
Okay, it's time
for your surprise.
- No one use the downstairs loo.
- Come one, follow me.
(uplifting music)
- Um, hey.
Do you know when
Cathy will be back?
And I need a decision
about this wedding band,
otherwise they're going
to take a gig in Rochdale.
- Cathy haven't
been in all week.
She went psycho over a chair
and got sent on
compassionate leave.
- Uh, yes.
Sorry, silly me.
I knew that.
Okay, thanks.
(drums beating)
- Oh, this is the first drink
in apple champers on a yacht.
- Yeah, technically
it's not a yacht.
It's a two birth
Cruiser, and it's not
champagne inside, but anyway.
Sonte.
- Cheers Madus.
(deep breathing)
- Do you know what,
I can totally see
why dad enjoyed coming here.
- Oh babe, that's a
dead nice thing to say.
- Just no one expects
anything of me.
I guess this is what's
happening by a safe space.
- Alexa, play Mega
Han, Mega mix.
- [Radio] Playing
Mega Han, Mega mix.
- Oh, tune.
- Right, and I've
invited some other mates,
invitationing is yet
another struggle of mine.
Welcome to captain bridge!
- Woo-hoo.
Or when you walk
by every man
(photo taken)
- You look like a right Buffett.
- Do I look too serious,
because I want patients to
feel at ease when they see me
on the cock port, you know?
Okay, try this.
(giggles)
- I think, let's lose the tie.
- Okay. Yeah.
- Marcus, do you
know where Cathy is?
- Tess?
(mumbles)
Meredith, could we
have a minute please?
This is my almost
mother-in-law, Cathy's mum.
- I've got to go.
- Yeah.
- Sort out urine samples.
- Thank you.
- Did you know Cathy's
on compassionate leave?
- No, God, what?
- She's not at home,
she's not at work,
she's not answering her phone.
I'm worried sick Marcus.
- No um, the thing is, I
still got 40 patients to see.
- Marcus, what if
something awful happens?
- You're absolutely
right, I'm sorry.
Yeah, you're absolutely right.
(phone message)
- Oh God. It's too late.
The Hit Shots have
taken another booking.
I through my hands
up, check my nails
- Oh, really well
organized party, isn't?
Give me your hand.
- What's this?
- I don't know,
dad's old medication,
so thought it would be wicked.
- What?
You don't even
know what this is.
- Throw caution
to the wind babe.
It's not every day you
get a week off work
with twatter the chair.
- Fuck. God knows what
Marcus will say about this.
Save you life
You can have it
all, no sacrifice
- Well, she hasn't been into
Waitrose for three days.
The woman at the fromagerie
is as worried as we are.
- Okay, according
to find my iPhone,
her phone is in,
Elm Side Avenue.
That sounds familiar,
who lives there?
- Judas.
- What are you doing in here?
You're missing a wicked party.
- Come on in love.
- Sorry.
- Now listen, I need to
tell you something awful.
- Okay?
- I've ruined your
wedding dress.
I was trying it on, and
then I got trapped in it,
and I've ripped the zip,
and I have tried sewing
it back together,
but it is monumentally
buggered, and I'm so sorry.
I just wanted to feel special
for a split second and.
(belly laughing)
Why you laughing?
- I hate that dress.
- It's a lovely dress.
- No, it's not.
I'm sure you looked a
million dollars in it,
but I look like I've
been attacked by a doily.
- Oh, don't joke with me.
- I'm really really not, I
promise you, I'm really not.
It's all yours Mas, no diggity.
Do you ever think
you'll marry my dad?
- No. He'll never leave you mom.
He was a man of honor.
- Wow, that mirror is amazing.
What do you use it for?
- Sex with your dad.
- You got any wagon wheels?
- I got cartwheels,
but the text said
when you're off your tits.
- This my dear sister
is a sensational, party.
Oh yes in
I can boogy
I need a certain song
I can boogy
Boogy boogy
- What is wrong with you?
All night long
- Cat, Cat?
- Go away, just leave
me alone, I'm sorry.
- No no no, it can't
wait, let me explain.
That dress is gross.
I hate it, your mom
did me a massive favor.
- No, that's not the point.
Your wedding dress got
trashed on my watch.
God, I'm supposed to fit the,
(glass breaking)
For God sake.
I could kill my mom.
- I don't give a flipping
bloody F about that dress.
Look, I know I'm
incredibly high right now,
but I've got this amazing
feeling of bottomless love
in my heart, and that's all
because of you baby girl.
Excuse me, what's your name?
- Doug.
- Duck?
- Doug.
- As duck is my witness,
will you Catherine Walcott,
do me the honor of being my,
Catherine Walcott's,
maid of honor?
- Really?
- Yeah.
- I'm jumping, I'm gonna jump.
- Yeah.
- I'm jumping, thank
you, thank you.
What I want
You got to remind
me how to handle
Like a flame that
burns a candle
And I can't explain
Oh yeah
Well well you
You making my
dreams come true
You
(window rolling down)
- Just go.
I don't need to see this.
Just go!
- Four five nine one, no.
Five nine six one, oh shit
I just locked out his phone.
I'm to pissed to type up there.
- I actually don't
feel very well.
I've got this like
pain, like in my heart.
Like a kind of stabbing pain.
Oh my God, I think
it's those pills.
Call an ambulance!
Call Sav!
Tell her I'm sorry.
- Cathy, Cathy, just breathe,
breathe, breathe, breathe
it was only antacids.
- I took acid?
- Antacid you knob.
- Ah, okay, actually,
you know what,
I think it's the under wife of
my bra digging into my chest.
Crisis averted.
All right, I should
probably go home.
Love you maid of honor.
Bye Marilyn.
- Bye.
- Your tits look great
in that dress by the way.
Woo-hoo.
- See you doc.
- Hi, it's me.
I just wanted to
say, you've made the
biggest mistake of your life.
You gonna regret this, you
absolute piece of Peter.
I'm so sorry.
Please don't leave me baby.
(crying boisterous)
(vomiting)
(tranquil music)
Lying in my bed
I hear the clock
tick and think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, one
- Oh.
- We shall talk
about this tomorrow.
You're a liar, just
like your father.
(breathing heavily)
(door opens)
(door closes)
- You dropped your pants.
Joke, it's Marcus's.
- Maybe you'd like to tell
me what the hell is going on?
- I physically assaulted
an innocent chair
and they sent me home from work.
And I felt very ashamed,
so I went to Cat's.
I think it's the grief mom.
I really miss dad.
You climb up every time
I mention his name.
- No, I don't.
- Yes, you do.
Like, the other day when I
brought up the wedding dress
and you immediately
shut it down.
I just hate that I can't
talk to you about the past.
- Nope, give me the pants.
Follow me.
(closet opening)
(closet closing)
- This is your wedding dress?
Mom, I thought you burnt it?
Please can I wear this one?
So much more me.
- If it makes you happy.
I suppose we can
return the other one.