Amandaland (2025) s02e06 Episode Script
Prom
1
It smells fantastic.
Talk us through a little bit
about how you make
your wonderful croissants.
OK, well,
the trick is the lamination,
because if you cut it
open like this,
you can see inside,
you've got all these layers.
And that is a combination of butter
and pastry
Oh, God!
You woke me up again.
How can you hear the kettle
over that TV, Mummy?
Has that been on all night?
I always sleep with the television
on in my own house.
Well, it's not your house
and I need to get to work.
And please, Mummy,
can you tidy up a bit?
It's like living with a student.
I'm homeless, Amanda.
You're not homeless, Mummy.
You're between a four-bedroom house
and a six-bedroom house.
And any day now,
we could be exchanging.
Well, while I'm in limbo,
THIS is my bedroom,
and I don't see why
I should have to tidy up.
I mean, that's exactly
why one has a cleaner.
I don't have a cleaner.
I am my own cleaner.
Oh. So I shouldn't put
my used towels in the bath?
Will you let me know
if the estate agent calls, Mummy?
Yes. Oh, damn it,
I'm going to be late.
Why is the fridge not working?
Because I turned it off.
Its buzzing annoyed me.
Unbelievable.
And, Mummy, please,
can you open a window?
It stinks in there.
Whoa! There's a lot of dogs
you got there, Fi.
Yeah. Hugo, Bobby, Snowball,
and my newest signing, Shakira.
It's great you're so busy.
You're like the Deborah Meaden
of dog walking.
Yeah, I can basically cover
all our household bills now.
So it means when Della gets back,
she can have a proper break
from bloody cooking.
She deserves a sabbatical.
It's her turn at the basket weaving,
or whatever she fancies doing.
I wish I was in a lesbian marriage.
Just so considerate.
No offence, JJ. Oh, none taken. Ha.
When's Della back?
Friday. I cannot wait.
She literally flies in for the prom.
Guys, can you believe that
our babies are going to the proms?
Aw, they're all grown-up! Oh, Fi,
I might have to borrow your high-vis
for the big night because I have
volunteered to man the gangplank.
Ha! Is the prom on a pirate ship?
It's a river cruise.
Surprisingly up-market for Haycroft.
Mm.
And you know what? I think
a prom on a boat is a lovely idea.
Yeah, because when I think
of sort of drunk teenagers,
I obviously think open water.
OK, there will be no illegal
substances on my watch,
thank you very much.
I know every trick in the book.
I was once a teenager,
too, you know.
My friends and I once smuggled
a hamster into mass. Oh, God.
Is that the hamster story again,
Anne?
Er, boys, what are you doing?
There's a game going on here.
Guys,
we're in the middle of a match.
What are you playing at? Darius!
Oh! What?! He's doing his promposal.
The hell is a promposal?
Who thought of that stupid word?
I think it's romantic.
I think it's an apromination.
Oh, here we go!
Georgina Felicity Maureen
Maureen?
I know.
That's Johnny's mother's name.
..will you go to prom with me?
Yes!
Oh, Anne
Sorry. Sorry.
I know it's the pregnancy hormones,
but I'm just thinking of my little
Darius and his little tuxedo,
like a tiny James Bond.
Tiny James is the size of
Jaws from James Bond!
Well, spread the word, guys,
cos this year's afterparty
is going to be at Senuous HQ,
aka our house,
and it's going to be lit.
Oh, sorry, Mum.
There's actually been
a change of plan.
We're all going to
Becky Salter's house now.
Her house is massive
and her parents are getting
the carpets changed anyway, so
Oh, cool. Yeah.
That does sound dope, actually.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, we'll do the pres.
What are the pres? Pres. Pre-party.
It's actually way cooler
than the afterparty.
Girls only, aka the Squad.
Georgie can be Taylor,
I'll be Selena
and Morten can be Blake.
Oh, come on,
at least let me be Gigi. OK!
Best Mum ever, right?
Mum, you know what would look
amazing with my dress?
What? Your blue vintage shoes.
They're not vintage.
I wore them in my twenties,
and they cost more than a term
at a mid-table prep, so, no.
All right,
I got me some pres to plan.
Well, while you guys are doing that,
Darius can come to us for a shit and
a shave before the prom if he wants.
Lovely. Yeah. OK, cool,
so should JJ and I come over
to you and wave them off?
Nice. That'd be good.
Yeah. I mean
O-Or we could do it at yours,
you know?
I'm easy, that's fine with me. Yeah.
Oh, no.
Mal, we should do it at yours
cos then we can all chip in
for the limo.
I mean, they're inherently naff,
but teenagers don't seem
to know that, so
We had a limo at our wedding.
Yeah. So
Congratulations.
See you Friday for the pres!
I'm back! Hello.
Any news from the estate agent,
Mummy?
Uh-uh.
Why are you still in bed?
I need to start setting up
for the party.
Well, it's not my fault
I slept so terribly.
Your downstairs neighbours
started hoovering at 11am.
How can you even hear
the hoover over that TV?
Please get up, Mummy.
I need to turn this room
into a spa by 2pm
when the girls arrive.
Well, if you're going to be in here,
where exactly am I supposed
to watch Wimbledon?
I'm helping the crew get ready,
so it's not my concern.
This is the designated VI-Pres Area.
What is this?
Gross, Mummy. What?
I did it out of the window.
Why are you going through my bins?
Er, MY bins.
Building a coffee table,
I've accidentally dropped a screw.
All right. Abs has never actually
been inside my flat
and I want to present
as the kind of person
who puts their cup
somewhere predictable.
Yeah, ha-ha!
Nice screw.
Erm, do you think you could ask your
mum to turn the telly down at night?
All I can hear is GB News
from the floorboards.
I'm becoming right wing
through osmosis.
Well, if I could, I would.
It's like having another teenager.
It's a good job you're going to be
living together, then, innit?
Oh, it'll be fine
once we have a moving in date.
And everyone knows high ceilings
really absorb family tension.
Oh, yeah. Cos that really worked
at Buckingham Palace.
OK. Right. Boat leaves at six,
limo arrives at five.
15 minutes for photo ops?
I'll tell make-up
we need everyone ready at 4.30.
She's worked on Strictly
so she'll understand deadlines.
Mummy, those crisps are for the
pres. I'm only smelling them.
It's the guys! So exciting.
Please don't try and be cool, Mum.
As if.
Mmm!
Hey-oh!
Strong nail game. Look at that!
You should hear them texting.
It's like a 1950s typing pool.
Hello.
Della, hug, hug, hug. Welcome back!
Oh, how were the high seas?
Have you seen Below Deck? No.
Well, that's that comparison
fucked, then.
It's all right if we hang around
to do photos, right? Hi.
Oh, it's a bit of a drop-off
cos I'm going to be hanging
with the girls. Hey!
Hi. Hi. Uh Hiya.
OK.
Mummy, it's very loud.
Mummy! Shall we turn that off now?
We've got guests. Mm-hm.
Elaine's here with Sasha.
Can someone get that?
You a tennis fan, Della?
Never watched it, never played it,
but it's produced some
excellent lesbians,
so, yeah. Yeah. I'm a fan.
Amanda, babe, have you got any vino?
Erm
OK. Yeah, I'm just about to take
some drinks up to the girls, Fi,
but I think there's some
wine in the fridge.
Ah, right.
That's Mummy's, drink that.
Ooh! I heard that.
It's so fun having Della back. Aw.
And I'm excited to take over
as the breadwinner.
So I can't wait
to tell her my sabbatical plan.
Aw.
Fi, I think I might be needed now.
OK.
Georgie, the make-up designer.
Hi, there. I'm Claire. Hello!
I'm sorry I'm a tad late.
The traffic was a nightmare
down from Birmingham.
Oh, for the Strictly tour?
No, my parents live there,
and I'm crashing with them cos
my house burnt down in a fire.
Note to self - don't light candles
and fall asleep in the bath, ha-ha!
Right, where do you want me?
Do you want to do it in my room?
Oh, sweetheart,
I've got it all set up in here.
Er, actually, upstairs sounds good,
cos I could do with a bit of space
for all my kit.
Oh, OK. I'm one of life's spreaders.
I'm a super spreader, you could say.
So if you can catch it, I'll get it.
I've only just shaken off
conjunctivitis.
Great. Just up here? Erm, OK
Let's get cracking.
Will you be needing this, Claire?
Oh, is that all right?
Sorry. Yeah, that's fine.
It weighs a tonne. Yeah.
I slipped a disc last year.
Is that OK? I've got it.
Can you manage? Yes! Yes.
So exciting!
Hello
OK.
Ooh! Loving the vibe.
I'll just pop this Oh, yeah.
Brilliant. ..here,
and I thought maybe I could lend
a hand with the hair.
So I'm going to need a plug
for my straighteners.
Oh, that'd be nice. Mum, could
we get some drinks, please?
Oh! Er Oh, wait. Yeah, no,
I'm actually quite thirsty.
Could we?
Can I get a drink, too?
Oh, yes. Yes, sure. Of course.
Mocktails coming right up. Yep.
Thank you.
Don't do anything fun without me.
Just here, I'll
Oh, who's calling me?
Hello, Amanda speaking.
Oh, hello. It's Tony here from
PoshnClassyLimosandCoaches.com.
Hi. Listen, bit of bad news,
I'm afraid, my darlin'.
Our driver has just come
down with a migraine.
These cocktails are off.
They're not.
They're just non-alcoholic.
Sorry, what has this
got to do with me?
Well, I'm afraid we're going
to have to cancel.
What?! No, you can't cancel.
I need that limo.
It's my daughter's prom.
I'm sorry,
but we just don't have a driver
who can handle a vehicle
of that length.
Now, listen,
I don't usually do this because I am
a very modest super influencer,
but my Insta, Senuous, is followed
by a lot of influential people
who could definitely afford
to hire limos, albeit ironically.
And all I need to do is post that
you cancelled at the last minute,
and, well, that's going to be seen
by a lot of powerful eyeballs.
And you are going to rue the day.
Amanda? Yes?
I'll sort it.
Oh, OK. Thank you.
All right.
Mummy, please turn the volume down.
And have you got your phone on you
in case the estate agent calls?
Oh, nag, nag, nag.
I'm not a child, you know.
OK, well, stop acting like one.
Right, drinks time!
Ooh!
Nope, not for you.
Girls. It's mocktail o'clocktail!
Oh, God!
Guess who didn't put
the lid on the glitter!
Don't worry,
I've got more in the car.
Ha-ha, ha!
Girls, only me!
Who wants a Smooch On The Beach?
I think you're going to have to take
it off and start again, George.
It's awful.
What's wrong?
Oh.
The make-up designer is so bad, Mum.
She's made me look really old.
She didn't even know
what contouring was.
We had to show her a YouTube video.
No. What? She's worked on Strictly.
Yeah. She did Bill Bailey.
Damn it. Please, can you ask her
to leave, Mum?
She's going to make us look like
middle-aged receptionists.
I can't. I've paid for her,
and she's driven all the way
from Birmingham. And she's so nice.
Please, Mum.
Yeah, it She does
You do look hideous, my love.
I'm sorry.
I'll sort it.
OK. I've cleaned the bathroom,
I've done the kitchen.
Erm, does it smell in here? Yeah.
It reeks of Febreze and bleach.
Oh, right. Great.
There's a lot more space in here.
Have you had a wall taken out?
Er, no. I just put
all the vinyls in the shed
to create a bit of space, you know?
Which reminds me,
do not let Abs in the summer house.
It's a tip,
and anyone who's got a beer
can use one of the coasters, please.
Since when did you use coasters?
Since today. It's a new table.
I don't want to get marks on it.
Oh, shit, they're here.
Hey! Come in. Welcome.
Only us. Everyone decent?
Hey, JJ. You all right, Mum?
Hi, baby. Wow!
Yeah. So this is
where the magic happens, hey?
Oh, yeah. Of course.
You've never been here.
No, no, I haven't been inside. No.
Ah. I came to your old place
above the barbers
that was definitely
a money laundering front.
Can I use your bog?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Straight through. Great. Yeah.
Hey, JJ, you want a beer?
Oh, sure. Coaster.
Oh, ha. One shouldn't hurt. Ha!
JJ, man! Catch.
Yes. Thank you.
I just cleaned the floor.
Hmm.
Ah, just the person
I was looking for.
I've only got a parking ticket!
Oh, no. Oh, classic me.
Is everything all right?
Yes. Terrific.
Really, really good. Oh, good.
Er Sorry, hang on.
Mummy, it's very loud. Turn it down.
Oh, God.
Er, tell you what,
we're having such a laugh up there.
Those young ladies,
they're a real hoot.
Reminds me of when I used to work
with Carole Smillie. Aw!
And your Georgie, she's so polite!
She's a real credit to you, Amanda.
Oh, thanks.
So, I know we talked about you
doing the full three hours.
Oh, listen, I'm happy to do more.
Er I'm just so pleased
to be here.
This is my first gig back
since I finished chemo, so
Oh, really? Yeah. Oh, God.
Erm Well, I was thinking that
Mmm. ..erm, maybe the girls
could just do their own thang.
Are they not happy?
No, not at all. They love it!
They love it.
Yeah, yeah, they love it.
No, no, I just thought, erm, er,
that it was a
It's a bit unfair of them
hogging you all to themselves.
And I know that the other parents
would love a go, too.
So we can all look good
for the photos as well.
Oh!
Of course!
That's so sweet. Oh, no.
Yeah, listen, I'll grab some
more brushes. OK, yeah.
And then I'll give
this lot a once-over. OK.
Hey, shall I start on you, mmm?
Tease that jawline out? Eh?
Amanda's so nice letting you
go first.
I feel like a princess.
I've never had a makeover before.
Don't you start.
You'll get me going.
I'm so sorry.
Good news.
I managed to ditch daggy old Claire.
So here I am to lend a hand.
That's really nice of you,
but, erm, GanGan's helping us out.
Oh. What?
I used to be a model,
so I'm virtually a professional.
Well, for your information,
I actually could have been a model.
No, you couldn't have been a model.
You've got your father's shoulders.
It's all good, Mum.
We'll be down in a minute.
Love you.
OK, who's for a top up?
Busted! Mummy!
What do you think
you're doing?!
It's just a tiny tipple. Relax.
I said no booze.
My roof, my rules.
For now. Amanda, the limo's here!
Thank God.
You may be a model,
but you are no role model.
I'll be right back. Oh, wow.
I am loving
the Barbara Cartlands, babe.
I'll have a go next.
Don't blink with your eyelids.
You'll get glued together!
Tony. Hi. Amanda!
Yes, hello. Oh, can I just say
Yeah. Yeah.
..big fan of your underwear.
OK, erm, we're not quite ready,
so if you could just do a lap
of the block
and I'll give you a call
when I'm ready.
Do you know how long
you're going to be?
Because I've got to get back
to the switchboard, so Not
Not long. Not long.
But just take the first left
and you can do
a loop around the block.
Well, that does look a bit tight.
I don't usually drive the limo.
It's It's fine.
Just keep circling.
Well, we do need to leave soon,
though!
You're the professional, Claire.
Make me look gorgeous. Oh, what fun!
You're my favourite sort of client!
Right, I'm thinking something
really funky.
It's so lovely to have you back.
I've got a rather interesting plan
I'd love to pass by you,
if that's all right? Sorry, bab.
Can you just keep still?
I'm going to start on your lips.
Oh, yeah. Sorry. Ha.
I'll go first. I have something
to say to you as well.
So the investors behind the cruise
were really impressed Mm-hm.
..with what I did. Uh-huh.
And, erm, and long story short,
they've offered me
my own restaurant.
Oh! Ooh! Really?!
Where's that, then? In London?
No, er
In Miami! Oh. Wow!
Fi, Fi, can you just hold still?
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
I mean, the weather is great
all year round,
and we can easily get
a pet passport for Bobby.
Wow. Oh. That's so fancy.
I'd love to go to Miami.
I've never been,
but I've seen CSI Miami
Ahh! Oh, my God, are you OK?
Oh, oh, oh!
I picked up the hot end of the
hair straighteners, oh, again!
Oh, when will I learn?
Oh, I can't believe
how handsome you look.
I'm going to send these
to all the Pats. Ha-ha.
Now get behind me and hold the bump.
Oh, my What? No, that's weird.
Erm, sit on my knee?
No! Oh, I know.
Why don't we press our cheeks
together? Mum!
This is getting creepy now.
Jesus, is it that time already?!
I have to go to the boat.
It leaves at six. Don't be late.
Thank God.
Bye, Anne.
Listen, sorry if I was a bit
of a party pooper back then,
but to make up for it,
I wondered if you wanted
to borrow my shoes.
Oh, my gosh, thank you so much.
I'm a very petite size nine,
so I'm sure you can make them work.
I love them. Aw!
Why don't you wear the sliders
on board to save your arches? Yeah?
I love you. I love you. Thank you.
Oh, and if it's cool with you
and the squad,
maybe I can come in just
for the finishing touches.
Come on. OK.
Oh, what now?
Ugh.
Yes?
What?
There you go. Ha.
Oh, boys!
That's a lot of aftershave, huh?
Right, where's your mum?
Well, she's in Luton.
Sorry, you mean Abs, don't you?
Er, I think she's in the garden.
Hold that. Shit!
I told you not
to let her near the shed!
Ahem.
Famous shed.
Yeah, technically, it's a
It's a summerhouse.
Yeah, normally,
we keep the vinyl in
Not in here. Mmm.
So it feels bigger and, erm
All right. Look, Abs, I see you
poking around with your judgy looks.
My flat's not huge
and the phone reception's shit
and half of Ned's bedroom
is in the back garden.
But it's a nice flat,
and the neighbours are lovely,
and we like it here.
So stop behaving like
What? You're such a tit.
What I was thinking was,
"Holy shit.
Mal's sorted his life out."
You've got a toilet roll
on the thingy.
You've got two types of sugar.
You've built a fucking den.
Technically, it's a summerhouse.
Yeah, well,
it's remarkable for a man
who used to use a sock as a wallet.
No, you're like a fully functioning
human being, mate.
And you're a really, really,
really great dad.
And, yeah,
I just never thought I'd say it,
but you've nailed being a grown-up.
Thanks. Yeah.
I hope it's OK for me
to say this, but, um
..us not being married any more
is definitely
I totally agree.
Love you guys.
Are you pissed, JJ?
Yep. Yeah!
Erm, why are we
all hugging in my shed?
Oh, my God. Oh, my
Look! Look at this
handsome young man.
Get in here, man. You look amazing!
Lady killer! Yeah! I can't move.
Oi, you lot. The limo's here.
Are we going or what?
Are you OK? Mm-hm.
Wow, right? Oh, my God.
Open jacket, please.
Anything in there?
Nothing. Nothing, OK.
On you go. Hello.
Hi. Can you open your purse, please?
Turn around.
Sorry, what is that?
Water.
Good, you're staying hydrated.
That's great.
On you go.
Open your bag.
Tony, please! It's not as simple
as that, Amanda!
It was a
That's like so much space.
I've just scraped it in there.
It's just
It's really unfortunate.
I can't believe you got it stuck.
I normally just man the phones.
How? What's going on?
Tony has got the limo stuck
and they are literally
going to miss the boat.
The girls are coming down, Mandy!
Oh, my God! Move the car!
How? I can't change physics.
It's like, God
Just Great. Yes.
That's all I need.
That's what I need! Move your limo,
you're blocking the street.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, sweetheart!
Babe, you look amazing.
Doesn't she look stunning?
You look so beautiful, babe. Aw!
What's happening with the limo?
Oh, God.
We're not going to be late, are we?
If I Tony, we have to get to the
prom. Right. Hold my wine.
We don't have time for this, please!
What are you doing?
Sorting shit out.
I drive a 15-year-old transit
with a knackered clutch.
This should be a piece of piss.
It's stuck, Amanda!
Oi, matey. Give me the keys.
OK. Hurry up! We're late. Hurry up!
Hey, you in the black car! Back up.
OK, Tony. Out of the way!
I Out of the way!
Your missus is a boss lady now.
What? She can reverse park
like a demon.
Are we talking about the same Fiona?
Oh, yes.
Mind the bollard! Mind the bollard!
Here you go, mate.
Nice!
Bloody hell. Who is this new woman?
Go, you're late! You're late!
You're late! Go, go, go!
OK, love you. Photos!
I love you!
Mum, we really need to go.
God! Just a sec. Just a sec.
Mum, you take it! Oh, no!
How does this thing work?
Just take it, Mummy, quickly!
Mum, we've got to go.
We've got to go.
We don't have time, Amanda!
Go, go, go!
Enjoy yourselves!
This only happens once.
Bye-bye! See you!
See you, mate.
Thanks very much!
Bye, darling! Have a lovely prom.
Have a good time!
Bye!
Just wish I'd had a bit
more time with them.
Right, who else wants to get
a makeover?
Oh, no, someone's left their bag.
Oh, no.
Whose are these?
Oh, God, they're Georgie's.
She's wearing sliders.
You can't wear sliders to the prom.
This is a nightmare. Oh
Right, get in the van.
Come on. Come on!
Oh, God. Will we make it?
Well, there's only one way
to find out.
Let's go.
Oh Oh!
I think we just backed into Claire.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Sorry. It was my fault anyway.
She's fine. OK. Go, go, go!
What are these?
Antacids.
Do you get the?
Oh, God, it's terrible.
Yeah, me too. It's a scourge.
Go on. In you go. Have a good night.
Hi. Sorry. Can we hurry this up
a bit, please, Darius's mum?
It's just the boat driver
wants to take off. OK. Cool.
Honestly, the one time
they're not glued to their phones.
Oh, shit!
Mal, it's 5.49.
How do we stop the boat?
Well, there is one person
you could call.
Hi, Amanda. Everything OK?
Anne, you have to delay the boat.
But we're nearly all aboard.
Georgie has forgotten her shoes
and I need to bring them to her.
Please, Anne, we're nearly there.
Leave it with me.
Thank you.
You know what, lads?
I don't think I've searched
you thoroughly enough.
My God, this whole stupid afternoon
has been an absolute flop.
What? Kids had a great time.
Yeah, but I didn't get to join in.
Not that Georgie
wanted me there anyway.
Georgie's finding her groove. Mmm.
You should be proud.
Getting her ready to fly the nest
like your mum got you ready.
And now here I am,
moving back in with her.
Well, for what it's worth,
I'm going to miss you.
Oh, my God, there it is!
There it is, Mal.
That's the turning. Yep, I got it.
Five minutes. Let's go.
Oh, my God. Let's go.
I forgot my shoes.
I forgot my shoes!
Oh, my God. What am I going to do?
I can't go to prom in sliders!
OK, OK. I mean, they look good. Oh!
Does anyone know
where I can turn around?
No! Oh, my God, you're kidding me!
All right,
the limousine is stuck again,
but it's just a couple
of hundred yards away.
If you sprint,
you might just make it. Right.
The door!
Madam, we really need to go.
Don't touch me!
Don't touch me! I'm pregnant.
Georgie,
is there any sign of your mum?
Because I don't think
I can hang on any longer.
No. OK, we should get on the boat,
George.
Don't worry.
If your heels don't arrive,
some of the best times of my life
have been had in comfortable shoes.
Georgie!
Oh, my God, is that your mum?
There she is.
Georgie! Hold the boat!
I've got your shoes!
Amanda! Amanda! Amanda!
Mum, hurry up!
Just Sorry.
Oh!
That's vodka.
What? Oh, no
Thank you so much. My darling!
I love you! All aboard! Come on!
Quick! I love you. Thanks, Mum.
My sweetheart,
have the most wonderful prom.
And try not to spill any sticky
drinks on those shoes, please.
I won't. They're satin.
Just get on the boat.
And three, two, one
These are so hard to walk in.
I'm going back to sliders.
Mum! I'll stick with the flats.
Catch!
Doesn't matter!
Have the best time, my sweetheart.
Thanks.
Anne, quick! I can still see them.
Can you swim?
I mean, I've got my 20m.
I'm absolutely gasping.
Can you believe
our baby's gone to prom?
It's mad, innit?
Do you know, I can't take anything
that you're saying seriously
with that make-up on.
I asked for a Kardashian.
Ha-ha! Well, you got Fanny Cradock.
Ha-ha.
Nice driving back there.
I've never seen you take charge
like that before.
I'm a dog walker now. Mm-hm.
What I say goes.
Ask the dogs.
You don't want to move, do you?
Not really. Huh.
I mean, you know I love you
..but this is the first time
in years I feel settled,
and Morts has got sixth form
and we've got friends.
And I'm not just jealous wife Fi,
I'm utterly barking Fi now.
I'm going to say no to the offer.
No, no. Go to Miami, babe.
You've got to do it.
But we're going to stay here.
We've made it work
for the last year.
We can do a bit longer.
I'm going to take
these eyelashes off.
Hello!
Is everyone gone now? Well, nearly.
The make-up lady's
upstairs washing her brushes.
Oh, God. She's still here.
How did it go? Well
..Georgie got her photo,
and then my shoes fell
in the Thames.
Oh. Well, that's what being
a mother is about in the end.
Emergencies and cheerleading. Yes.
I think you're doing fantastically.
Oh, Mummy. Mm-hm.
The estate agent called, by the way,
and we officially exchange
on Monday.
Mummy
..I don't think
we should move in together.
Oh!
What a relief.
I couldn't agree more.
Oh, Mummy!
Really? Oh!
I think we'd kill each other.
Georgian proportions aren't
worth the jail time.
Let's just stick to being mother
and daughter and not roommates.
Yes. Aw.
Oh, Mummy, do you think
you'll lose the deposit, though?
Well, no, because I'm still going
to buy the house.
I just don't think you
should live there with me.
Wait, what? But
But that's my house.
Well, it's my house now, darling.
And we're going to be neighbours.
And if you ever want
to pop in for a coffee,
my door will always be open.
Right! That's me done.
Honestly, I've had the best time.
I can't thank you enough.
Thanks, Claire.
Really, I've just
had the loveliest after
I'm fine!
It smells fantastic.
Talk us through a little bit
about how you make
your wonderful croissants.
OK, well,
the trick is the lamination,
because if you cut it
open like this,
you can see inside,
you've got all these layers.
And that is a combination of butter
and pastry
Oh, God!
You woke me up again.
How can you hear the kettle
over that TV, Mummy?
Has that been on all night?
I always sleep with the television
on in my own house.
Well, it's not your house
and I need to get to work.
And please, Mummy,
can you tidy up a bit?
It's like living with a student.
I'm homeless, Amanda.
You're not homeless, Mummy.
You're between a four-bedroom house
and a six-bedroom house.
And any day now,
we could be exchanging.
Well, while I'm in limbo,
THIS is my bedroom,
and I don't see why
I should have to tidy up.
I mean, that's exactly
why one has a cleaner.
I don't have a cleaner.
I am my own cleaner.
Oh. So I shouldn't put
my used towels in the bath?
Will you let me know
if the estate agent calls, Mummy?
Yes. Oh, damn it,
I'm going to be late.
Why is the fridge not working?
Because I turned it off.
Its buzzing annoyed me.
Unbelievable.
And, Mummy, please,
can you open a window?
It stinks in there.
Whoa! There's a lot of dogs
you got there, Fi.
Yeah. Hugo, Bobby, Snowball,
and my newest signing, Shakira.
It's great you're so busy.
You're like the Deborah Meaden
of dog walking.
Yeah, I can basically cover
all our household bills now.
So it means when Della gets back,
she can have a proper break
from bloody cooking.
She deserves a sabbatical.
It's her turn at the basket weaving,
or whatever she fancies doing.
I wish I was in a lesbian marriage.
Just so considerate.
No offence, JJ. Oh, none taken. Ha.
When's Della back?
Friday. I cannot wait.
She literally flies in for the prom.
Guys, can you believe that
our babies are going to the proms?
Aw, they're all grown-up! Oh, Fi,
I might have to borrow your high-vis
for the big night because I have
volunteered to man the gangplank.
Ha! Is the prom on a pirate ship?
It's a river cruise.
Surprisingly up-market for Haycroft.
Mm.
And you know what? I think
a prom on a boat is a lovely idea.
Yeah, because when I think
of sort of drunk teenagers,
I obviously think open water.
OK, there will be no illegal
substances on my watch,
thank you very much.
I know every trick in the book.
I was once a teenager,
too, you know.
My friends and I once smuggled
a hamster into mass. Oh, God.
Is that the hamster story again,
Anne?
Er, boys, what are you doing?
There's a game going on here.
Guys,
we're in the middle of a match.
What are you playing at? Darius!
Oh! What?! He's doing his promposal.
The hell is a promposal?
Who thought of that stupid word?
I think it's romantic.
I think it's an apromination.
Oh, here we go!
Georgina Felicity Maureen
Maureen?
I know.
That's Johnny's mother's name.
..will you go to prom with me?
Yes!
Oh, Anne
Sorry. Sorry.
I know it's the pregnancy hormones,
but I'm just thinking of my little
Darius and his little tuxedo,
like a tiny James Bond.
Tiny James is the size of
Jaws from James Bond!
Well, spread the word, guys,
cos this year's afterparty
is going to be at Senuous HQ,
aka our house,
and it's going to be lit.
Oh, sorry, Mum.
There's actually been
a change of plan.
We're all going to
Becky Salter's house now.
Her house is massive
and her parents are getting
the carpets changed anyway, so
Oh, cool. Yeah.
That does sound dope, actually.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, we'll do the pres.
What are the pres? Pres. Pre-party.
It's actually way cooler
than the afterparty.
Girls only, aka the Squad.
Georgie can be Taylor,
I'll be Selena
and Morten can be Blake.
Oh, come on,
at least let me be Gigi. OK!
Best Mum ever, right?
Mum, you know what would look
amazing with my dress?
What? Your blue vintage shoes.
They're not vintage.
I wore them in my twenties,
and they cost more than a term
at a mid-table prep, so, no.
All right,
I got me some pres to plan.
Well, while you guys are doing that,
Darius can come to us for a shit and
a shave before the prom if he wants.
Lovely. Yeah. OK, cool,
so should JJ and I come over
to you and wave them off?
Nice. That'd be good.
Yeah. I mean
O-Or we could do it at yours,
you know?
I'm easy, that's fine with me. Yeah.
Oh, no.
Mal, we should do it at yours
cos then we can all chip in
for the limo.
I mean, they're inherently naff,
but teenagers don't seem
to know that, so
We had a limo at our wedding.
Yeah. So
Congratulations.
See you Friday for the pres!
I'm back! Hello.
Any news from the estate agent,
Mummy?
Uh-uh.
Why are you still in bed?
I need to start setting up
for the party.
Well, it's not my fault
I slept so terribly.
Your downstairs neighbours
started hoovering at 11am.
How can you even hear
the hoover over that TV?
Please get up, Mummy.
I need to turn this room
into a spa by 2pm
when the girls arrive.
Well, if you're going to be in here,
where exactly am I supposed
to watch Wimbledon?
I'm helping the crew get ready,
so it's not my concern.
This is the designated VI-Pres Area.
What is this?
Gross, Mummy. What?
I did it out of the window.
Why are you going through my bins?
Er, MY bins.
Building a coffee table,
I've accidentally dropped a screw.
All right. Abs has never actually
been inside my flat
and I want to present
as the kind of person
who puts their cup
somewhere predictable.
Yeah, ha-ha!
Nice screw.
Erm, do you think you could ask your
mum to turn the telly down at night?
All I can hear is GB News
from the floorboards.
I'm becoming right wing
through osmosis.
Well, if I could, I would.
It's like having another teenager.
It's a good job you're going to be
living together, then, innit?
Oh, it'll be fine
once we have a moving in date.
And everyone knows high ceilings
really absorb family tension.
Oh, yeah. Cos that really worked
at Buckingham Palace.
OK. Right. Boat leaves at six,
limo arrives at five.
15 minutes for photo ops?
I'll tell make-up
we need everyone ready at 4.30.
She's worked on Strictly
so she'll understand deadlines.
Mummy, those crisps are for the
pres. I'm only smelling them.
It's the guys! So exciting.
Please don't try and be cool, Mum.
As if.
Mmm!
Hey-oh!
Strong nail game. Look at that!
You should hear them texting.
It's like a 1950s typing pool.
Hello.
Della, hug, hug, hug. Welcome back!
Oh, how were the high seas?
Have you seen Below Deck? No.
Well, that's that comparison
fucked, then.
It's all right if we hang around
to do photos, right? Hi.
Oh, it's a bit of a drop-off
cos I'm going to be hanging
with the girls. Hey!
Hi. Hi. Uh Hiya.
OK.
Mummy, it's very loud.
Mummy! Shall we turn that off now?
We've got guests. Mm-hm.
Elaine's here with Sasha.
Can someone get that?
You a tennis fan, Della?
Never watched it, never played it,
but it's produced some
excellent lesbians,
so, yeah. Yeah. I'm a fan.
Amanda, babe, have you got any vino?
Erm
OK. Yeah, I'm just about to take
some drinks up to the girls, Fi,
but I think there's some
wine in the fridge.
Ah, right.
That's Mummy's, drink that.
Ooh! I heard that.
It's so fun having Della back. Aw.
And I'm excited to take over
as the breadwinner.
So I can't wait
to tell her my sabbatical plan.
Aw.
Fi, I think I might be needed now.
OK.
Georgie, the make-up designer.
Hi, there. I'm Claire. Hello!
I'm sorry I'm a tad late.
The traffic was a nightmare
down from Birmingham.
Oh, for the Strictly tour?
No, my parents live there,
and I'm crashing with them cos
my house burnt down in a fire.
Note to self - don't light candles
and fall asleep in the bath, ha-ha!
Right, where do you want me?
Do you want to do it in my room?
Oh, sweetheart,
I've got it all set up in here.
Er, actually, upstairs sounds good,
cos I could do with a bit of space
for all my kit.
Oh, OK. I'm one of life's spreaders.
I'm a super spreader, you could say.
So if you can catch it, I'll get it.
I've only just shaken off
conjunctivitis.
Great. Just up here? Erm, OK
Let's get cracking.
Will you be needing this, Claire?
Oh, is that all right?
Sorry. Yeah, that's fine.
It weighs a tonne. Yeah.
I slipped a disc last year.
Is that OK? I've got it.
Can you manage? Yes! Yes.
So exciting!
Hello
OK.
Ooh! Loving the vibe.
I'll just pop this Oh, yeah.
Brilliant. ..here,
and I thought maybe I could lend
a hand with the hair.
So I'm going to need a plug
for my straighteners.
Oh, that'd be nice. Mum, could
we get some drinks, please?
Oh! Er Oh, wait. Yeah, no,
I'm actually quite thirsty.
Could we?
Can I get a drink, too?
Oh, yes. Yes, sure. Of course.
Mocktails coming right up. Yep.
Thank you.
Don't do anything fun without me.
Just here, I'll
Oh, who's calling me?
Hello, Amanda speaking.
Oh, hello. It's Tony here from
PoshnClassyLimosandCoaches.com.
Hi. Listen, bit of bad news,
I'm afraid, my darlin'.
Our driver has just come
down with a migraine.
These cocktails are off.
They're not.
They're just non-alcoholic.
Sorry, what has this
got to do with me?
Well, I'm afraid we're going
to have to cancel.
What?! No, you can't cancel.
I need that limo.
It's my daughter's prom.
I'm sorry,
but we just don't have a driver
who can handle a vehicle
of that length.
Now, listen,
I don't usually do this because I am
a very modest super influencer,
but my Insta, Senuous, is followed
by a lot of influential people
who could definitely afford
to hire limos, albeit ironically.
And all I need to do is post that
you cancelled at the last minute,
and, well, that's going to be seen
by a lot of powerful eyeballs.
And you are going to rue the day.
Amanda? Yes?
I'll sort it.
Oh, OK. Thank you.
All right.
Mummy, please turn the volume down.
And have you got your phone on you
in case the estate agent calls?
Oh, nag, nag, nag.
I'm not a child, you know.
OK, well, stop acting like one.
Right, drinks time!
Ooh!
Nope, not for you.
Girls. It's mocktail o'clocktail!
Oh, God!
Guess who didn't put
the lid on the glitter!
Don't worry,
I've got more in the car.
Ha-ha, ha!
Girls, only me!
Who wants a Smooch On The Beach?
I think you're going to have to take
it off and start again, George.
It's awful.
What's wrong?
Oh.
The make-up designer is so bad, Mum.
She's made me look really old.
She didn't even know
what contouring was.
We had to show her a YouTube video.
No. What? She's worked on Strictly.
Yeah. She did Bill Bailey.
Damn it. Please, can you ask her
to leave, Mum?
She's going to make us look like
middle-aged receptionists.
I can't. I've paid for her,
and she's driven all the way
from Birmingham. And she's so nice.
Please, Mum.
Yeah, it She does
You do look hideous, my love.
I'm sorry.
I'll sort it.
OK. I've cleaned the bathroom,
I've done the kitchen.
Erm, does it smell in here? Yeah.
It reeks of Febreze and bleach.
Oh, right. Great.
There's a lot more space in here.
Have you had a wall taken out?
Er, no. I just put
all the vinyls in the shed
to create a bit of space, you know?
Which reminds me,
do not let Abs in the summer house.
It's a tip,
and anyone who's got a beer
can use one of the coasters, please.
Since when did you use coasters?
Since today. It's a new table.
I don't want to get marks on it.
Oh, shit, they're here.
Hey! Come in. Welcome.
Only us. Everyone decent?
Hey, JJ. You all right, Mum?
Hi, baby. Wow!
Yeah. So this is
where the magic happens, hey?
Oh, yeah. Of course.
You've never been here.
No, no, I haven't been inside. No.
Ah. I came to your old place
above the barbers
that was definitely
a money laundering front.
Can I use your bog?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Straight through. Great. Yeah.
Hey, JJ, you want a beer?
Oh, sure. Coaster.
Oh, ha. One shouldn't hurt. Ha!
JJ, man! Catch.
Yes. Thank you.
I just cleaned the floor.
Hmm.
Ah, just the person
I was looking for.
I've only got a parking ticket!
Oh, no. Oh, classic me.
Is everything all right?
Yes. Terrific.
Really, really good. Oh, good.
Er Sorry, hang on.
Mummy, it's very loud. Turn it down.
Oh, God.
Er, tell you what,
we're having such a laugh up there.
Those young ladies,
they're a real hoot.
Reminds me of when I used to work
with Carole Smillie. Aw!
And your Georgie, she's so polite!
She's a real credit to you, Amanda.
Oh, thanks.
So, I know we talked about you
doing the full three hours.
Oh, listen, I'm happy to do more.
Er I'm just so pleased
to be here.
This is my first gig back
since I finished chemo, so
Oh, really? Yeah. Oh, God.
Erm Well, I was thinking that
Mmm. ..erm, maybe the girls
could just do their own thang.
Are they not happy?
No, not at all. They love it!
They love it.
Yeah, yeah, they love it.
No, no, I just thought, erm, er,
that it was a
It's a bit unfair of them
hogging you all to themselves.
And I know that the other parents
would love a go, too.
So we can all look good
for the photos as well.
Oh!
Of course!
That's so sweet. Oh, no.
Yeah, listen, I'll grab some
more brushes. OK, yeah.
And then I'll give
this lot a once-over. OK.
Hey, shall I start on you, mmm?
Tease that jawline out? Eh?
Amanda's so nice letting you
go first.
I feel like a princess.
I've never had a makeover before.
Don't you start.
You'll get me going.
I'm so sorry.
Good news.
I managed to ditch daggy old Claire.
So here I am to lend a hand.
That's really nice of you,
but, erm, GanGan's helping us out.
Oh. What?
I used to be a model,
so I'm virtually a professional.
Well, for your information,
I actually could have been a model.
No, you couldn't have been a model.
You've got your father's shoulders.
It's all good, Mum.
We'll be down in a minute.
Love you.
OK, who's for a top up?
Busted! Mummy!
What do you think
you're doing?!
It's just a tiny tipple. Relax.
I said no booze.
My roof, my rules.
For now. Amanda, the limo's here!
Thank God.
You may be a model,
but you are no role model.
I'll be right back. Oh, wow.
I am loving
the Barbara Cartlands, babe.
I'll have a go next.
Don't blink with your eyelids.
You'll get glued together!
Tony. Hi. Amanda!
Yes, hello. Oh, can I just say
Yeah. Yeah.
..big fan of your underwear.
OK, erm, we're not quite ready,
so if you could just do a lap
of the block
and I'll give you a call
when I'm ready.
Do you know how long
you're going to be?
Because I've got to get back
to the switchboard, so Not
Not long. Not long.
But just take the first left
and you can do
a loop around the block.
Well, that does look a bit tight.
I don't usually drive the limo.
It's It's fine.
Just keep circling.
Well, we do need to leave soon,
though!
You're the professional, Claire.
Make me look gorgeous. Oh, what fun!
You're my favourite sort of client!
Right, I'm thinking something
really funky.
It's so lovely to have you back.
I've got a rather interesting plan
I'd love to pass by you,
if that's all right? Sorry, bab.
Can you just keep still?
I'm going to start on your lips.
Oh, yeah. Sorry. Ha.
I'll go first. I have something
to say to you as well.
So the investors behind the cruise
were really impressed Mm-hm.
..with what I did. Uh-huh.
And, erm, and long story short,
they've offered me
my own restaurant.
Oh! Ooh! Really?!
Where's that, then? In London?
No, er
In Miami! Oh. Wow!
Fi, Fi, can you just hold still?
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
I mean, the weather is great
all year round,
and we can easily get
a pet passport for Bobby.
Wow. Oh. That's so fancy.
I'd love to go to Miami.
I've never been,
but I've seen CSI Miami
Ahh! Oh, my God, are you OK?
Oh, oh, oh!
I picked up the hot end of the
hair straighteners, oh, again!
Oh, when will I learn?
Oh, I can't believe
how handsome you look.
I'm going to send these
to all the Pats. Ha-ha.
Now get behind me and hold the bump.
Oh, my What? No, that's weird.
Erm, sit on my knee?
No! Oh, I know.
Why don't we press our cheeks
together? Mum!
This is getting creepy now.
Jesus, is it that time already?!
I have to go to the boat.
It leaves at six. Don't be late.
Thank God.
Bye, Anne.
Listen, sorry if I was a bit
of a party pooper back then,
but to make up for it,
I wondered if you wanted
to borrow my shoes.
Oh, my gosh, thank you so much.
I'm a very petite size nine,
so I'm sure you can make them work.
I love them. Aw!
Why don't you wear the sliders
on board to save your arches? Yeah?
I love you. I love you. Thank you.
Oh, and if it's cool with you
and the squad,
maybe I can come in just
for the finishing touches.
Come on. OK.
Oh, what now?
Ugh.
Yes?
What?
There you go. Ha.
Oh, boys!
That's a lot of aftershave, huh?
Right, where's your mum?
Well, she's in Luton.
Sorry, you mean Abs, don't you?
Er, I think she's in the garden.
Hold that. Shit!
I told you not
to let her near the shed!
Ahem.
Famous shed.
Yeah, technically, it's a
It's a summerhouse.
Yeah, normally,
we keep the vinyl in
Not in here. Mmm.
So it feels bigger and, erm
All right. Look, Abs, I see you
poking around with your judgy looks.
My flat's not huge
and the phone reception's shit
and half of Ned's bedroom
is in the back garden.
But it's a nice flat,
and the neighbours are lovely,
and we like it here.
So stop behaving like
What? You're such a tit.
What I was thinking was,
"Holy shit.
Mal's sorted his life out."
You've got a toilet roll
on the thingy.
You've got two types of sugar.
You've built a fucking den.
Technically, it's a summerhouse.
Yeah, well,
it's remarkable for a man
who used to use a sock as a wallet.
No, you're like a fully functioning
human being, mate.
And you're a really, really,
really great dad.
And, yeah,
I just never thought I'd say it,
but you've nailed being a grown-up.
Thanks. Yeah.
I hope it's OK for me
to say this, but, um
..us not being married any more
is definitely
I totally agree.
Love you guys.
Are you pissed, JJ?
Yep. Yeah!
Erm, why are we
all hugging in my shed?
Oh, my God. Oh, my
Look! Look at this
handsome young man.
Get in here, man. You look amazing!
Lady killer! Yeah! I can't move.
Oi, you lot. The limo's here.
Are we going or what?
Are you OK? Mm-hm.
Wow, right? Oh, my God.
Open jacket, please.
Anything in there?
Nothing. Nothing, OK.
On you go. Hello.
Hi. Can you open your purse, please?
Turn around.
Sorry, what is that?
Water.
Good, you're staying hydrated.
That's great.
On you go.
Open your bag.
Tony, please! It's not as simple
as that, Amanda!
It was a
That's like so much space.
I've just scraped it in there.
It's just
It's really unfortunate.
I can't believe you got it stuck.
I normally just man the phones.
How? What's going on?
Tony has got the limo stuck
and they are literally
going to miss the boat.
The girls are coming down, Mandy!
Oh, my God! Move the car!
How? I can't change physics.
It's like, God
Just Great. Yes.
That's all I need.
That's what I need! Move your limo,
you're blocking the street.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, sweetheart!
Babe, you look amazing.
Doesn't she look stunning?
You look so beautiful, babe. Aw!
What's happening with the limo?
Oh, God.
We're not going to be late, are we?
If I Tony, we have to get to the
prom. Right. Hold my wine.
We don't have time for this, please!
What are you doing?
Sorting shit out.
I drive a 15-year-old transit
with a knackered clutch.
This should be a piece of piss.
It's stuck, Amanda!
Oi, matey. Give me the keys.
OK. Hurry up! We're late. Hurry up!
Hey, you in the black car! Back up.
OK, Tony. Out of the way!
I Out of the way!
Your missus is a boss lady now.
What? She can reverse park
like a demon.
Are we talking about the same Fiona?
Oh, yes.
Mind the bollard! Mind the bollard!
Here you go, mate.
Nice!
Bloody hell. Who is this new woman?
Go, you're late! You're late!
You're late! Go, go, go!
OK, love you. Photos!
I love you!
Mum, we really need to go.
God! Just a sec. Just a sec.
Mum, you take it! Oh, no!
How does this thing work?
Just take it, Mummy, quickly!
Mum, we've got to go.
We've got to go.
We don't have time, Amanda!
Go, go, go!
Enjoy yourselves!
This only happens once.
Bye-bye! See you!
See you, mate.
Thanks very much!
Bye, darling! Have a lovely prom.
Have a good time!
Bye!
Just wish I'd had a bit
more time with them.
Right, who else wants to get
a makeover?
Oh, no, someone's left their bag.
Oh, no.
Whose are these?
Oh, God, they're Georgie's.
She's wearing sliders.
You can't wear sliders to the prom.
This is a nightmare. Oh
Right, get in the van.
Come on. Come on!
Oh, God. Will we make it?
Well, there's only one way
to find out.
Let's go.
Oh Oh!
I think we just backed into Claire.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Sorry. It was my fault anyway.
She's fine. OK. Go, go, go!
What are these?
Antacids.
Do you get the?
Oh, God, it's terrible.
Yeah, me too. It's a scourge.
Go on. In you go. Have a good night.
Hi. Sorry. Can we hurry this up
a bit, please, Darius's mum?
It's just the boat driver
wants to take off. OK. Cool.
Honestly, the one time
they're not glued to their phones.
Oh, shit!
Mal, it's 5.49.
How do we stop the boat?
Well, there is one person
you could call.
Hi, Amanda. Everything OK?
Anne, you have to delay the boat.
But we're nearly all aboard.
Georgie has forgotten her shoes
and I need to bring them to her.
Please, Anne, we're nearly there.
Leave it with me.
Thank you.
You know what, lads?
I don't think I've searched
you thoroughly enough.
My God, this whole stupid afternoon
has been an absolute flop.
What? Kids had a great time.
Yeah, but I didn't get to join in.
Not that Georgie
wanted me there anyway.
Georgie's finding her groove. Mmm.
You should be proud.
Getting her ready to fly the nest
like your mum got you ready.
And now here I am,
moving back in with her.
Well, for what it's worth,
I'm going to miss you.
Oh, my God, there it is!
There it is, Mal.
That's the turning. Yep, I got it.
Five minutes. Let's go.
Oh, my God. Let's go.
I forgot my shoes.
I forgot my shoes!
Oh, my God. What am I going to do?
I can't go to prom in sliders!
OK, OK. I mean, they look good. Oh!
Does anyone know
where I can turn around?
No! Oh, my God, you're kidding me!
All right,
the limousine is stuck again,
but it's just a couple
of hundred yards away.
If you sprint,
you might just make it. Right.
The door!
Madam, we really need to go.
Don't touch me!
Don't touch me! I'm pregnant.
Georgie,
is there any sign of your mum?
Because I don't think
I can hang on any longer.
No. OK, we should get on the boat,
George.
Don't worry.
If your heels don't arrive,
some of the best times of my life
have been had in comfortable shoes.
Georgie!
Oh, my God, is that your mum?
There she is.
Georgie! Hold the boat!
I've got your shoes!
Amanda! Amanda! Amanda!
Mum, hurry up!
Just Sorry.
Oh!
That's vodka.
What? Oh, no
Thank you so much. My darling!
I love you! All aboard! Come on!
Quick! I love you. Thanks, Mum.
My sweetheart,
have the most wonderful prom.
And try not to spill any sticky
drinks on those shoes, please.
I won't. They're satin.
Just get on the boat.
And three, two, one
These are so hard to walk in.
I'm going back to sliders.
Mum! I'll stick with the flats.
Catch!
Doesn't matter!
Have the best time, my sweetheart.
Thanks.
Anne, quick! I can still see them.
Can you swim?
I mean, I've got my 20m.
I'm absolutely gasping.
Can you believe
our baby's gone to prom?
It's mad, innit?
Do you know, I can't take anything
that you're saying seriously
with that make-up on.
I asked for a Kardashian.
Ha-ha! Well, you got Fanny Cradock.
Ha-ha.
Nice driving back there.
I've never seen you take charge
like that before.
I'm a dog walker now. Mm-hm.
What I say goes.
Ask the dogs.
You don't want to move, do you?
Not really. Huh.
I mean, you know I love you
..but this is the first time
in years I feel settled,
and Morts has got sixth form
and we've got friends.
And I'm not just jealous wife Fi,
I'm utterly barking Fi now.
I'm going to say no to the offer.
No, no. Go to Miami, babe.
You've got to do it.
But we're going to stay here.
We've made it work
for the last year.
We can do a bit longer.
I'm going to take
these eyelashes off.
Hello!
Is everyone gone now? Well, nearly.
The make-up lady's
upstairs washing her brushes.
Oh, God. She's still here.
How did it go? Well
..Georgie got her photo,
and then my shoes fell
in the Thames.
Oh. Well, that's what being
a mother is about in the end.
Emergencies and cheerleading. Yes.
I think you're doing fantastically.
Oh, Mummy. Mm-hm.
The estate agent called, by the way,
and we officially exchange
on Monday.
Mummy
..I don't think
we should move in together.
Oh!
What a relief.
I couldn't agree more.
Oh, Mummy!
Really? Oh!
I think we'd kill each other.
Georgian proportions aren't
worth the jail time.
Let's just stick to being mother
and daughter and not roommates.
Yes. Aw.
Oh, Mummy, do you think
you'll lose the deposit, though?
Well, no, because I'm still going
to buy the house.
I just don't think you
should live there with me.
Wait, what? But
But that's my house.
Well, it's my house now, darling.
And we're going to be neighbours.
And if you ever want
to pop in for a coffee,
my door will always be open.
Right! That's me done.
Honestly, I've had the best time.
I can't thank you enough.
Thanks, Claire.
Really, I've just
had the loveliest after
I'm fine!