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Do you know what you want? Oh, yes, I do. I'll have steak--
What the hell are these little after-school tea parties about?
Hi. Sorry? What did you say?
I was just wondering why a single, childless man would want...
to hang out with a 1 2-year-old boy every day.
Wait a minute. You didn't tell your mum you'd been comin' round?
I think I forgot. Tell me what? What are you doing with my son?
Wait a minute. What are you suggesting here? I'm not suggesting anything.
I think you are. I think you were suggesting that I've been interfering with your son.
I'm simply asking you why you entertain 1 2-year olds in your flat.
My God. Oh, My God.
What do you have to say for yourself?
Well? Don't "well" me. Don't "well" me about it, for Christ's sakes.
He comes around uninvited every night of the week, and do you know why?
Because he's having the *** bullied out of him at school, and you haven't got a clue.
You're sending him out there like a lamb to the slaughter!
He's being taken to pieces every day, you daft *** hippie! You're being a bit melodramatic.
Strange. Will had it right. Mum didn't. It was supposed to be the other way.
Maybe you haven't had much contact with kids before. I used to be a bloody kid.
I used to go to a bloody school, and I know the difference between kids...
who can't settle down and kids who are just plain miserable!
Look at him, for Christ's sake! Don't accuse me of being melodramatic.
Coming From a woman who tried to-- Cowabunga!
What's the matter with you? Nothing.
I just felt like a shout. Jesus. What a family.
Will, you're disturbing the other customers.
That's fine. I'm sorry. I'm done. Okay, so you're not--
What? No, I'm not! No, I'm not.
Listen, don't worry about it. I will not open the door to Marcus again.
Okay? I'll be glad to be rid of the pair of you, frankly. Go on. *** off.
I'm sorry.
So that's it, is it? You're just out of his life like that?
Excuse me? Let's say you're right, and I'm wrong.
Let's say that I don't understand, and somehow, miraculously, you do.
Well, what are you gonna do about it?
I'm not gonna do anything. He's none of my business. Oh, you're a selfish ***.
That's what I keep telling him. He always puts himself first.
But I'm on my own. It's just me.
I'm not putting myself first, because there's nobody else.
Yes, yes, there is. There's Marcus. You're involved now.
He keeps coming round your bloody house. I understand...
you've come into his life for a reason, and you can't just shut him out, shut life out.
No man is an island. She's right, you know.
Yeah, She is. No, she's not. She's wrong. Some men are islands.
I'm a bloody island. I'm bloody Ibiza.