Breeders (2020) s03e02 Episode Script

- Oh!
- Oh!
Hello.
We didn't know how you were
getting on for food, Paul.
Being on your own here and everything.
Thought you might need some dinner.
Well, I'm just on the way to
the shops to buy my dinner.
We brought you some supplies anyway.
The kids from the local
primary school brought us them.
Harvest festival.
They take cheap food to
the elderly and housebound.
- There's some nice tinned pies.
- Tinned pies?
Mum, I haven't had a tinned
pie since the 4th year.
Why are you really here?
We wondered if we could
"hang out" here for a bit.
I mean, our flat's so pokey.
And Leah's house is so
- Roomy.
- Mm.
There's so many rooms.
Four bedrooms. And we've barely got one.
And that's like a cell,
like we've been banged up
in Pentonville.
Actually, prisoners have got
more room to move about than we do
because they've got bunk beds.
Funny how the only people
who sleep in bunk beds
are children and murderers, innit?
Okay, uh don't touch the thermostat
or the Wi-Fi router.
No trying on Leah's clothes.
- And that goes for you too, Mum.
- Thanks, son.
- Hey.
- Hey, Gabby.
- Who's that then?
- Just a neighbor of mine,
of Leah's. Yeah.
Fucking, fucking smoke alarm! Argh!
Ava! You need to leave for school!
Ava! Are you still in the bathroom?
Oh, Luke, I've done you a shirt!
And I'm gonna hang it here.
Oh, uh
Oh, it's got a bit of butter on it.
Um, is it your history
presentation today?
- No, that's tomorrow.
- Okay.
The smoke alarm's going.
- Yes, I know! I've got ears!
- Fucking hell.
Oh, thank you.
What?
Alexa, what's this music?
This is Symphony No. 3
interpreted by by Aaron Copland.
Mm. Thanks, Alexa.
Uh
Hey, Nadia um
it's a bit of, uh
bit of domestic stuff
happening here today.
I'll be in for ten, not
nine, if that's all right.
Um I don't have much, um
I don't have much work
going on today anyway.
So, um, I'll see you later.
Mm.
Ah.
Alexa, volume up, please.
Ah. Mm.
- Are you done in the bathroom?
- Yeah.
Great, 'cause you need to get going.
Ava, are you okay?
I mean, I know you're
not really, but are you?
I'm fine. Are you still okay to
take me to church group later?
Sure. And your packed
lunch is in the fridge,
and I've signed your homework
diary, and there's a fiver in it
for your trip to the science museum.
- Don't forget your keys.
- Yep. Um
Oh, no. Shit!
Don't Don't say you've run
out, you slimy little bastard.
No!
- Darren?
- Hi, Ally. Darren.
- I know.
- Of course. Is this a bad time?
Well, I'm on my own trying
to get both kids out the house
and I've run out of fucking
HRT, so it's not ideal, no.
Got you. I'll be swift then.
Can you meet me before
you come into work?
Oh, I I guess so. Where?
Uh, underground car park, Rainham Road.
I don't want anyone seeing us.
Well, why not? Is there a problem?
I'd rather speak in person.
- Right.
- But there is a problem.
- Bye, Mum!
- Bye, sweet cheeks!
- Oh. Bye.
- No, no, not you. Bye.
Have a good
Day.
Oh, fuck's sake.
It's a bit mad, isn't it,
Darren? Why are we meeting here?
Berlin has fallen.
Right. Sorry, is it 1945?
No, we had to close the
Berlin studios last night.
For good, lay everyone off.
Debts had spiraled out of control.
Shit. We just shut it overnight?
The whole operation, no warning?
The lawyers told us
we had no alternative.
So we closed at midnight their time.
Which might also be our time?
Have the clocks gone back?
I don't know, it's just
details. Doesn't matter.
Jesus, Darren. All those
poor people losing their jobs.
I know. And our guys here
will have got wind of it.
So they'll be worried about
the knock-on effect for our UK studio.
Okay, and will there be one?
So that's why I wanted us
to meet somewhere private.
We need to be all smiles
when we walk in there.
Yeah, positive, upbeat,
full of clever fixes and
left-field strategies.
Right, but are we actually in trouble?
We are up to our chins in a
barrel of bollocks, to be honest.
But take a look at the figures.
You might be able to see a way out.
Hey, Darren! Hi, Ally!
- Hey, Annie!
- Hey.
Bad news about the Berlin office.
- Are we okay over here?
- Oh, sure!
Um, safe as houses on
this side of the pond.
No, that's America.
The smaller pond, I mean,
within which we are
still very big fish, heh.
Good to hear.
I was going to say, this car park
is very close to the office, so
No, I should have anticipated
we might see some staff here.
- Yeah, sure.
- Hey, guys!
Bad news about Berlin!
Right.
Oh, shit.
Oh!
Oh, bloody hell. Hello.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Uh, my gym's just,
uh round the corner.
Oh, right. My work is just
round another corner.
Round that corner, actually.
How come it's so busy?
I think they've started lacing
the tuna melts with fentanyl.
Right.
I knew there was a reason
I kept order those.
Ah, man, it's gonna take ages, isn't it?
Uh, you know what? I might actually go
and get a proper lunch at a cafe. Right.
- Classic.
- Yeah.
How 'bout you? Think
you'll wait here or just
- Yeah. Right.
- It's a minute around the corner.
- Yeah. Cool. Yeah.
- Good plan.
Hey. Oh, good news?
No. Oh, sorry, I was just
putting on a happy face
for everyone in the office,
and I accidentally kept it on.
Got you some lunch.
Soup. Liquid brain food.
Oh, thanks. I've got a
liquid brain, so that's ideal.
Ooh. Are those the profit
and loss implications for us
now that Berlin is "kaputten"?
Yeah, I'm just having a quick
scan of the current slate,
and it looks like we're
relying pretty heavily
on the Berlin office making a profit
so we can break even over here.
Oh, bugger. I mean,
I honestly thought Seb
would be able to run our
Berlin outfit, you know?
- Right.
- He was such a brilliant
all-rounder at school.
He was head boy, captained
the First XV rugby team,
played cricket and alto sax,
and he's just, you know,
really, really confident.
Sadly, it turns out he
needed a bit more than that.
Yeah, well, public school bluffing
can only get you so far.
- No offense.
- Oh, thanks. Heh.
I suppose, in a way, we were doomed
when you left Berlin to
come back here, really
What? Wha Hang on fucking second.
Are you blaming me for this?
God, no. That's the
last thing I'm doing.
Because it was always going
to be a temporary thing.
No, I know. I'm just
saying you're great.
Yeah, but you're saying
it in a really blamey way.
I'm sorry.
Am I going to lose my job, Darren?
Because I don't think I could cope
with losing my job at the moment.
You know, I've already
lost my fertility,
my husband isn't in the house anymore,
and I feel like I'm losing
my connection with Ava
Oh, fuck's sake.
Oh, it's Luke's school. Hang on.
Hello? Yeah. Yeah, yeah, speaking.
What? Hasn't he? Are you sure?
Yes, yes, yes, of course Of course.
Right.
Of course. I'll call him now.
I'm really sorry.
You could have told me this morning.
You'd taken the shirt off the hanger,
so I thought you'd gone to school.
I didn't say anything because
you were in such a rush.
Well, that's not my fault, Lukey.
- No, I
- When Dad isn't here,
I'm on my own Everything is rushed.
- I am rushed right now.
- No, I know.
Luke, is this is your first panic attack
since your Dad hasn't been in the house?
Yeah.
Okay, look, I'm gonna stay
here and keep an eye on you,
but I'm going to need to get Darren
over here to do loads of work stuff,
and then I have to go to the pharmacy.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Can I go back to bed?
Sure.
I think that was the first
sit-down lunch I've had
on a workday since
God knows when.
Uh, last Labour government?
Well, that's why they used
to have work canteens, isn't it?
Exactly. Yes, it's human.
It's civilized.
You have a proper break, you socialize.
Just sandwich at your desk
while you're checking your emails
and a big bag of Wotsits
That is no way to live, is it?
Do you have to trudge back
to your treadmill, then?
No, actually. No, I'm, uh
I'm coasting a bit
at work if I'm honest.
I'm not sure they'd
mind if I stayed here
for the rest of the week.
- What about you?
- Oh, day off.
I'm happy to be an alibi,
though, if you want.
You could say that I collapsed
and you had to do first aid.
Do you know what I might do?
Actually, I might take a half day
- and go to the cinema.
- You madman!
I know. It's the dream, isn't it?
A sit-down lunch and afternoon
pictures. I'm living like a king.
Cinematography was amazing.
Oh, God, yeah. It looked beautiful.
The soundtrack, that was great.
Yep, yep.
That '70s disco stuff
mixed in with the
- Yeah.
- atonal score
- A-Atonal? Is that the word?
- Yes, yeah.
- Sort of wonky music, you mean? Yeah.
- Yeah.
So that was really exciting.
Mm. Yeah. Yes.
Yeah, I loved it.
Who's going to be the
first one to say it?
Thank you. Me. I didn't understand
a fucking second of that.
No, me neither. It was
completely impenetrable.
Okay. Who the fuck was the monk? Sorry.
But Was it a monk?
The guy with the hood.
Was that meant to be his dad?
- No, his dad was dead!
- Right, no, but
in one of the timelines,
right, he was dead,
but alive when the monk was alive,
or whoever the fuck
the guy was in the hood.
I'd say, yeah, he can't
have been his dad. Right?
Next time, can we just
go and see "Paddington"?
Ah.
Oi, oi, oi. Missed calls.
- Uh, will you excuse me?
- Oh, you're good, good, good.
I've been trying to call you for ages.
Yeah, sorry. No, my phone was off.
Well, for how long? That must
have been a massive meeting.
Well, actually, uh, I've
just been to the cinema.
Bunked off work for
the first time since
Luke's had a panic attack,
and I'm about to lose my job.
Okay. What? Hang on, is the studio
Luke says it's nothing specific,
but I think it's got
something to do
with his history presentation.
You need to talk to him 'cause
I've got too much going on.
Is Paul still not back in the house
No, not yet.
Right, and do you think he
I really don't understand
how we're so reliant over here
on the Berlin office making a profit.
Right, um, the thing
is, Seb decided last year
that it would make a lot of
sense to turn the UK studio
into a subsidiary of the
German one, for tax reasons.
That's fucking mental.
We're three times the size.
I know! Bonkers, in retrospect.
Ohh. Where is Seb now?
Uh, he's on holiday in Portugal.
North Portugal Blowy, quite cold sea.
He thought if he went to
his place in the Algarve
it might seem insensitive
given the circs.
Ava?
Hi.
- You're early.
- Well, I didn't go
to the science museum, so
and they said I could go home.
Well, why didn't you go? Are you ill?
Not ill really, but I
But you what?
I felt a bit funny. I'm all right now.
- Hey, Ava. How's school?
- It was good, thanks.
- Is everything okay here?
- Sort of.
- No.
- Sort of no.
But it's nothing for you to worry about.
Are you still okay with
taking me to church group?
Oh, shit! I completely forgot.
Church group?
Brilliant.
It's okay, Mum, I I don't have to go.
No, no, no, no.
You need to go, it's church.
Um, I can take you after
I've picked up my HRT.
Hi, um, Ally Grant.
I'm just picking up
a repeat prescription
for my estrogen gel.
I'm afraid the estrogen gel
you're usually prescribed
- isn't currently in stock.
- You're joking.
You're not joking. Okay.
Uh, well, when will it be
back in stock? Like tomorrow?
Because I've completely run out
and any longer than 24 hours
How long until the estrogen
gel is back in stock?
- The gel?
- Yes.
- About ten months.
- About ten months, I'm afraid.
There's a shortage, a global shortage.
We hear it's going to take
the best part of the year
for supplies to come
back to normal. Sorry.
We recommend as a substitute
a combination of tablet and patch.
Look, I've been through all this
with my GP, and the thing that works,
the only thing that
works for me, is that gel,
and I need to have it.
Well, I'm afraid you can't have it.
Uh well, can I buy
it on the dark web?
Well, I don't know. What's the dark web?
It's where you get bitcoins and machetes
and really horrible porn.
And HRT medication?
Do you understand what will happen to me
if I stop taking this?
Okay, all the shit returns
The hot flushes, the anxiety,
the insomnia.
Look, there has to be there
has to be a way of getting this.
You can try visiting other pharmacies,
but I doubt they'll have it.
As I say, we recommend
the alternative of
Yeah, but it's not
an alternative, is it?
Because it doesn't work.
That's like me going into a restaurant
and ordering a medium-rare steak
and then you bringing
me, oh, I don't know,
uh, a bra full of Lego.
- Mum, could I
- Ava, sorry,
if this is a problem,
then you gotta park it.
Because I'm at my fucking
limit with problems right now.
I am not a bad mother.
I am a good mother at
the end of her rope.
Would you like the pill
and patch alternative?
If that's all there is, then yes.
Do you pay for your prescriptions?
Yes.
Ava, we're going. Come on.
I really think Magritte's
way better than Dali.
Dali's all, "Look at me, I'm bonkers."
With his moustache and his
fucking anteater on a lead.
- An anteater?
- Yeah, he used to walk it
round Paris, the twat.
Yeah, I feel like Dali sort of
wanted to be bigger than his art,
but Magritte sort of just
wanted to disappear into his.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's very clever.
- Thanks for agreeing to meet me.
- That's all right.
It's nice to be out in a gallery
which isn't on a school trip.
Mm.
Listen, uh, I'm sorry to
hear you had a panic attack.
Mum seem to think it was to do
with your history presentation tomorrow.
No, no, it's just
just a chemical thing.
Brain chemistry.
- Who's that by?
- Ah, Peter Blake.
I've talked to you about him, no?
British pop artist. Brilliant.
Did the "Sergeant Pepper" cover.
- Was Warhol pop art?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I like Warhol.
The presentation's going to
be pretty great, actually.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's about the evacuation of Saigon
at the end of the Vietnam War.
- Oh.
- Mm.
Jacob wants us to
perform it as a beat poem.
- Okay.
- It's going to be really cool.
It's a very cool poem
he's written, actually.
It's kind of like a Ginsberg thing.
Is it? Right.
Lots people might be too
embarrassed to do it, but Jacob,
he doesn't care what other people think.
He's super-confident in himself.
Yeah.
- Yeah, he seems it.
- Mm.
I love that.
Hmm.
Hmm.
I mean, maybe it was a little
bit about the presentation.
- Mm. Right.
- My panic attack, but, uh
Do you think you might
be a bit embarrassed,
even if Jacob isn't?
- It is quite a weird poem.
- Mm.
He wants us to perform
in American accents.
Fuck. What, in front of the class?
- Oh, yeah.
- Okay.
Do you want to call in sick, tomorrow?
Yes.
But I won't.
Jacob's my mate, and
I've gotta stand by him.
- So I will.
- Okay.
Am I doing the right thing?
Does it feel like the right thing?
- Yeah.
- Okay, well
then it's the right thing, isn't it?
- American accents?
- Yep.
Brilliant, Ava. You're an absolute star.
Look at these chairs. So neat.
You are literally the queen
of chairs. Thank you.
You're welcome.
My mum needed to drop
me off early anyway
because she has to
drive all around London
trying to find her HRT medicine.
Ooh. Not the best evening out.
No. She's really angry about it.
I bet. Um
could you fetch that enormous
mountain of sandwiches
from the kitchen?
- Susie?
- Yes?
None of my friends have
got their periods yet.
Okay, well, it is
still quite young to
And I have.
Ah.
All right, um, put
those sandwiches down.
All right, so unexpected?
Yeah.
Okay, so feelings?
Well scared. Embarrassed.
Funny. I don't know.
Well, you have a free pass to
feel whatever it is you want.
What does mum say?
I haven't told my mum yet.
She's got a lot of
problems at the moment.
I really don't want
to be another problem.
You really should tell her, Ava.
It's not a problem,
it's an important thing.
It's an amazing thing.
I'll I'll tell her tonight.
All right.
And, uh
let me just
I I got these.
I don't think they're right.
Probably not for you at this stage, no.
I stole them.
You st You stole?
I don't blame you. They're not cheap.
Well, don't worry. I keep some
period pants in the office.
And they're they're best
for when you've just started.
Then you don't need to
worry about pads or tampons.
All right?
- Thank you.
- Okay.
Hi everyone! Come on in.
I rang three other pharmacies
as well as the four I visited.
Nothing. And they all
said they didn't know
when they'd get the gel back in.
I'm sorry, Mum.
How was church group? Was it fun?
Yeah. Really fun.
Good. Are you still a bit
in love with the Lady Vicar?
Yeah, just just a little bit.
Yeah, she's great. She really
helped me out this evening.
Oh, what with?
Just some sociology homework.
It's a Bible thing.
It was boring, really. But very helpful.
Ah. Good. That's good.
Try to look up as much as possible.
It's all about projection.
So don't read into your
chest. Head held high.
No. Yes, right. Okay.
And try to make it a New York accent.
All these guys were from the east coast.
You betcha!
I assume that's not the
voice you'll be using, it it?
No. That was a joke.
- Okay. Ready?
- Yes.
What's this beat poem called, Jacob?
It's "Saigon to the Dogs."
- Luke.
- Dad? Is everything alright?
No, I'm sorry. It's Nana June.
- Nana June?
- Your Nana June.
Right. Is she
Hours to live, I'm afraid.
She wants us all by her bedside.
It's not his real Nana, it's one of
those old ladies that you call Nana
because she used to look
after him when he was little.
No, no, no, no, of course.
Luke must go and see her, um
Will you be okay to do
this on your own, Jacob?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay, let's, uh
Uh, Paul I'm sorry for your loss
when it happens.
Thanks, Jacob. Should we
Yeah. Uh, good luck, Jacob.
I got it. I'll catch you guys
on the flip side!
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Come on then, mate.
Let's get on the last chopper, shall we?
Awesome.
- Hello, mate.
- Hi, Dad.
Everything all right?
Um, yeah. I just wanted
to say thanks again
for, um, rescuing me earlier.
Oh, no worries.
I know you have to make
your own decisions, but
Well, you'd made the wrong decision.
Yeah. I think I would have
been sick if you hadn't arrived.
Look, Dad, I was just
wondering if you
wanted to sleep here tonight, maybe?
Uh yeah.
Uh, what, you mean in the house?
Yeah.
You didn't cause the last panic
attack, you stopped it, so
Well, yeah, great. Um
Thanks, mate. Uh, I'll
see you in a bit then.
See you in a bit.
Okay.
Looks like I'm going home.
And that means you two need
to sod off home and all.
Ohh
Bugger.