- If you believe Richie, you wouldn't lie about it.
- I'll do what's best for everyone, not just Richie.
- I've been kicked out of my flatshare,
but at least I've been nominated for a NOMMY Award.
- I don't think I can get you out, bro.
- I'm a big boy, yeah?
I'll be okay.
- Look at that.
- I don't want to have sex with you.
- I ended it with Ariella.
Can I call you my girlfriend again?
- No.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Whose are they?
- They must be Justin's.
[Aaron Taylor's "Lesson Learnt"]
♪ ♪
- ♪'Ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You would've thought ♪
♪ That I'd have learnt this all by now ♪
♪ It seems that I'm here again, some way, somehow ♪
♪ I guess it's a lesson learnt ♪
♪ If you play with fire, then baby you will burn ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I guess it's a lesson learnt ♪
♪ ♪
♪ If you play with fire, then you'll probably burn ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You would've thought ♪
♪ That I'd have learnt this all by now ♪
- Dear Tiffany, have you found anywhere yet?
Been two weeks and boxes are getting
to be an inconvenience.
- [sighs]
Dear Leon, yes, I have found somewhere.
I apologize for the inconvenience.
The boxes and I will be gone by this weekend.
P.S. Mind if I take the painting stuff
to use at my new place?
- ♪ You will probably burn ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is it my fault if I choose to let go? ♪
♪ The things that you've told me once or twice before ♪
♪ Maybe I'd probably not understand ♪
♪ The things that I, I don't know as a man ♪
- Those were bought for this flat,
to fix damage caused by your dating.
- Many thanks for the reminder.
Enjoy.
- ♪ I guess that's a lesson learnt! ♪
- I am the creator of my reality.
I accept and love myself just the way I am.
I am supported by the universe.
I am overflowing with happiness
and joy and satisfaction.
I have millions of dollars in my bank account.
[phone buzzes]
all: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Holly ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
[cheers and applause]
[indistinct chatter]
- I can't believe you're 13.
- I know. I'm a woman now.
[syringe driver beeps]
- I'm sorry I snapped at you last time you were in.
I shouldn't have done that.
- It's okay. I ignored your advice.
Come with me.
I found him.
- Johnny White?
- He lives in Brighton.
Couldn't find a phone number.
But look, here's his address.
- How did you--
- Electoral Roll.
Tiffany gave me her log-in details.
- Tiffany?
- She's so clever and pretty. - Yeah.
Look, this is a very impressive project, but--
- Good, because I need you to go and find him.
- What? - Well, I can't go, can I?
- Have you told Mr. Prior about this?
- It's gonna be a surprise.
- [laughs]
You're asking for trouble. You know that?
- Yes, but good trouble.
- Good trouble?
- Everything that you need is in here:
address, directions, train tickets.
Oh, go on, Leon.
It's my birthday.
You can't say no to me on my birthday.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- Oh, sorry. - Oh, whoa!
Tiffany? - Leon?
- What are you doing here? - What are you doing here?
Oh, my God. Both: Holly.
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
It's fine. I can get off at the next stop.
- The next stop is Brighton.
So, um-- - Uh--
Both: Oh, sorry. - You go.
How's things?
- Great, thanks.
- Well, work going well?
- Uh, I've been nominated for an award.
- Oh, wow. What for?
Oh.
- Yeah.
How is Richie?
- Yeah, he's okay... I think.
- What about you?
- I'm great.
- You and Kay are still--
- Yeah.
And you and Justin?
- Yeah.
- Right.
- What you listening to?
- A mix of stuff.
Funk, soul.
- Can I have a listen?
- Actually, I don't share earphones.
- Oh, okay.
- I'm not comfortable sharing microbial flora.
- Got it.
- Too intimate.
- [scoffs] More intimate than sharing a bed?
- ♪ Don't you feel at home when you're with me? ♪
♪ Don't you feel at home when you're with me? ♪
♪ Don't you feel at home? ♪
- ♪ I'm a home maker ♪
♪ Home maker ♪
♪ Don't you feel at home right now? ♪
♪ Wait on ya, you'll have to check your... ♪
[buzzer buzzes]
- Hello, Maia. - Hello, Justin.
What are you doing here?
- I was just--just passing.
- Just passing? - Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. You're on my route.
I'm training for the Richmond Half,
the marathon.
We're raising money for shelter.
Just the homelessness crisis at the moment is real douse.
Look...
I actually came here to apologize to both of you.
I know you're not my biggest fans.
And I know that
I didn't handle the breakup with Tiffy very well.
- Hmm, I mean, you moved your new girlfriend in
the day after she moved out.
- Well, I was an arsehole.
And I take full responsibility for that.
I've learned from that. I've grown.
And, uh...
I'm trying to be the man that Tiffy deserves.
- [scoffs] What?
- I can't mess this up again.
Didn't she tell you?
I just assumed. You're so close to her.
- Tell us what?
- We're back together.
- Since when?
- Valentine's Day.
- Are you sure about that?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I am. It was pretty conclusive.
You're both so important to her,
and it is important to me
that there's no bad blood between us.
- Well, it was nice of you to stop by.
- Right.
Yep.
[exhales sharply]
I'm putting my heart on the line.
I know that.
But that's relationships.
There's always one person who loves the other one more.
- Yeah, okay. Thank you, Justin.
- Okay, yeah.
Let's double-date soon, yeah? It was great to see you.
[unsettling music]
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- [stammers] New Steine Street.
- It's this way.
It's just across from here.
- No, no, look. It's definitely down here.
- I mean, you're following a hand-drawn map?
- It's this way.
- No, it's this way.
- The sea is down there.
The house is to the left of the sea.
- Left as you look at it or left with your back turned?
- I'm going that way.
- Thanks.
Do you want a hat?
Oh, wait, Leon!
Wouldn't that musket look so good on our yellow wall?
- Our wall?
I have no need for a musket.
- Nobody needs a musket.
- Right, here we are.
Let's make this quick.
- Yes, you've made it very clear you don't want me here.
- What?
You're the one who wanted to get off the train.
- You're the one who told me to leave the flat.
Isn't it number five?
[quirky music]
♪ ♪
- Together or separate? Both: Separate.
- Cash or card?
- Card. - Cash.
Holly's gonna be so disappointed.
- We're not giving up yet.
- He could be anywhere.
He could be dead.
- Well, that's the spirit.
- Well, what are our leads?
- Maybe there's something in that pack Holly gave you.
Hmm. [chuckles]
- Nothing else on Johnny White.
- Looks like she had other ideas.
- Typical Holly.
- Can I have my lolly, please?
- Feels a bit inappropriate now you have a boyfriend.
- What?
- Aren't you moving back in with him?
- Justin? - Yeah.
- No.
I'm moving into a studio flat between Colindale and Edgware
with a shower in the kitchen.
And we're not back together.
I told him I needed more time.
- I just assumed with the flowers and the boxers and--
- I threw the flowers in the bin.
- Right. I didn't see.
- I emptied the bin.
- First time for everything. - [giggles]
Do you think I'm a bad person?
- You can do what you want.
I mean, we changed the sheets every time,
so I guess he wasn't having sex with you in my bed exactly.
- I meant for putting the flowers in the bin.
- Oh.
[laughter]
No, I don't think you're a bad person.
- Leon.
- Yeah? - Look.
- What am I looking at?
- Mr. Prior plays chess, right?
So he's must've been doing it for years.
Maybe it's something they played together.
- You wanna rock up to a community chess game
and ask if anyone knows a man called Johnny White?
- Have you got a better idea?
- Very good.
Don't be afraid to sacrifice a pawn.
Come on, Lina. Look at Kim.
He knows what he's doing.
- I think that's checkmate.
- I don't get chess.
- You know, Mr. Prior's always trying to teach me,
but I don't really get it either.
- Hello there.
Are you interested in joining the Chess Club?
- Absolutely not.
But maybe you can help us.
We're looking for a man called Johnny White.
He's 85 years old, ex-army, might be into chess.
- I'm afraid I don't know a Johnny White.
- Well, thank you for your time.
We'd better get back.
- But if he is a member of the club,
they'll have him on file.
- Jonathan White, paid up until next year.
I'm sorry. Who did you say you were?
- And so, I promised my young friend at the hospice
that I'd find Johnny White and, if he were open to it,
reunite him with his long-lost love.
- It's a lovely story,
but I can't give out personal details.
- Is there anything we can do to change your mind?
- Are you trying to bribe me?
- What? No.
I can't afford to bribe anyone.
- We're just trying to do something good, okay?
Make some people happy.
Why is the world set up in such a way that that is so hard?
- I'm sorry. That's the rules.
- Excuse me.
I know Johnny White.
He lives on Blaker Street, the purple house.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Are you Johnny White? - Yes.
Have we met? - My name's Tiffany.
This is Leon.
We've come on behalf of someone you once knew.
Uh, Reginald Prior?
- I don't know any Reginald Prior.
- But you're Johnny White from the Chess Club.
- So I play chess. So what?
- You met in the army. You wrote to each other.
The letters you sent, he kept every single one of them.
- Is this some kind of joke?
Leave me alone.
Seems like you got his hopes up for nothing.
- Leon. Oh, my God, slow down.
Look, I think he's lying.
Why else would he get so upset about it?
- No, he's right. This is stupid.
Mr. Prior didn't even ask for it.
This whole thing is for a 13-year-old girl.
I didn't do anything good. I didn't make anyone happy.
- Leon, come on. - I've let down Holly.
And I've upset an old man. Now, which way is the station?
- Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
We're here now.
Let's get a drink.
- [scoffs]
All right, one drink.
That's four drinks.
- It's happy hour.
- Yeah, you could've got two for one
instead of four for two.
- Guess I can count.
- Actually, Holly said you were so clever.
- Did she?
- And pretty.
- Oh.
- What? - Oh.
I got brain freeze. - Oh, do this.
- I don't know what you're doing.
- Press your tongue against the roof of your mouth.
Yeah, mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.
[laughs] Hmm?
- Hmm. Oh, it's gone.
- See?
Tiffany.
- Mm-hmm?
- About you moving out...
Uh, you can take the painting stuff.
- Thank you.
- I mean, you did buy it. - Yeah. No, I know.
Well, I mean, my dating did cause the damage.
[laughter]
Leon.
You haven't let anyone down.
- I'm glad you got four of these
'cause I am really thirsty.
- [laughs] Whoa.
[laughs] - Okay, wait.
Wait, I've got one.
Jack and Rose over there.
- Jack and Rose? - Mm-hmm.
- Oh, jeez. Come on.
Wait. There's loads of room.
- Jack and Rose. Very clever.
What about...
Baby and Johnny?
- As in?
- As in "Dirty Dancing."
- Oh, okay.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
Mm-mm. - No.
- What are you doing? - Making it real.
- Making it real? - [chuckles] Yeah.
- Okay.
- What do you think?
- Hot.
And, uh, you don't look too bad yourself.
[laughter]
- What should I caption it? #Flatmates?
- Yeah, okay.
- Okay, posted.
To flatmates.
- No, to bedmates.
- I'm gonna go break the seal.
- You should never break the seal.
- [sighs]
Hey, we should head to the station.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hey, you okay?
Tiffany?
- Huh? Yeah, train. Yeah, sorry.
- What's wrong?
- Is it just me or is it really hot in here?
- Tiffany, tell me. What's wrong?
- No, it's nothing really. I just don't know...
I don't know what to reply-- Like, whether to reply.
If I don't explain what we're doing here--
Like, if I don't reply,
I'm only gonna make it worse.
- Wait, what?
- The thumbs up, the comment. That's Justin.
- Always comes back to Justin.
- Now, I've really upset him.
- With a photo?
- No, it's really insensitive.
So he broke up with Ariella for me.
Now, he's just gonna think I've fucked off to Brighton
with another guy. - Yeah, your flatmate.
- I've seen, you know, Ariella's selfies with Justin.
I know how it feels. - Look.
You asked him for time.
Now he's stalking your socials.
- You don't understand. - No, I don't.
Why does he have such a hold over you?
Where are you--Tiff.
Tiffany!
Tiff!
- Aah!
- What are you doing?
- Venting.
You should try it sometime.
You're the angriest person I know.
- Me? I'm not angry. - Yeah.
You are furious about everything,
except clearly, it's just about one thing, and that's Richie.
Textbook projection.
- Of course I'm fuckin' angry!
- Then let it out!
- Aah!
Both: Aah!
- Ooh. [laughter]
How do you feel?
- Yeah, better.
- Me too.
Me too.
- [chuckles]
What are you doing now?
Tiff.
- Oh, whoo!
Oh, that's refreshing!
Whoo!
Yes!
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on.
Hello. - No, no, no, no, no.
I am not getting in the sea.
- Yes. - No, no.
- Come on! We could go wild swimming!
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Ah! - Whoa.
- Ow!
- You all right? - Mm!
- You all right? - Mm-hmm.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Aw, we were gonna go swimming in the sea,
and it was gonna be so beautiful!
- No, Tiffany. Look, you've hurt your ankle, okay?
I'm getting your shoes off. Give me this foot.
- Oh!
[gasps] What about the train?
- Yeah, I don't think the train's gonna happen.
- So you want a double room?
Both: No. - We're not a couple.
- So you want a twin room?
- Would it be weird sharing a room?
We're used to sharing a bed, just not at the same time.
- You don't need to tell her that.
- Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying.
Shall I call my dad?
- Do you have two single rooms?
- Yep.
- Great. How much?
- £119 a night, including breakfast.
- Per room?
- Yeah.
- We'll take the double.
And no breakfast.
- Ow!
- Also, do you have an ice pack we can borrow?
- Hmm. Well, here we are again.
- How's it feeling?
- A bit better.
- That's good. Keep it elevated.
- I'm sorry.
You're supposed to be at home,
and I'm supposed to be in Colindale.
- [chuckles] Well, it's cool.
- So the trip has been a disaster.
- Yeah.
[laughter]
Still, it's been nice to hang out.
- Yeah.
As of tomorrow, you won't have to share your flat with anyone.
- And you won't have to adhere to any house rules.
[tender music]
♪ ♪
- Okay.
- Okay? - [giggles]
[laughter]
- Ow! - Oh, sorry.
- It's fine.
- You okay? - Yeah.
- [moaning]
Oh, that feels so good.
- You feel so good.
- Wait!
- You okay? - Yeah.
Oh, sorry.
No, it's just my, um-- My ankle again.
- Oh. - No, no.
It doesn't mean that you should stop.
[moaning]
What the fuck? - Oh!
[groans] Ow!
Ow!
What was that about?
If you don't want to do this, it's--
- Oh, no, no.
No. No, I mean yes.
No, I do.
Um, but I can't.
It's not you. It's me.
[stammers] No, I don't mean that.
- I don't know what that means. - No, I'm sorry.
Sorry I'm not making any sense.
- [softly] Hey.
It's okay.
- Is it?
- Yeah.
It's been a long day.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
Damn.
- I'm sorry. Did I take up the whole bed?
Leon?
[door opens]
- I have croissants.
How's the ankle?
- A lot better.
- Good.
- Look, Leon, about last night--
- No need to explain. - No, I want to.
It's not you.
- Yeah, you said that.
- It's Justin.
- It's okay. I get it.
- No, I don't think you do.
- You want him, not me.
I'm a big boy. I'll get over it.
- What? No, no, no, no, no, I...
I wanted you last night.
And I wanted to,
but it was more like I-- Like I couldn't.
[exhales sharply]
He always used to say this thing in bed.
"You're mine."
And I liked it at the time,
but I suppose on some level,
I still feel like I'm his...
even though I don't want to be.
- Wow, that's a head-fuck.
- And this is the first time since we broke up
that I've tried to, you know, with someone else.
And I think, you know, you're right.
I think he has this...
hold over me.
And what I realized last night is that--
Well, I suppose everyone's quite fucked up.
But when I'm with you, I--
O feel a tiny bit less fucked up.
- You've been through a lot.
I'm glad I make you feel--
Well, not feel like that.
And for what it's worth,
you make me feel
less like I have to save everyone.
Except you in the sea.
[laughter]
- So what happens now?
- I don't know.
It's time to check out!
- Just a minute.
- [chuckles]
Well, at least it's not a musket.
- Do you mind if I put these in your bag?
- Use that in case they leak.
- Thank you.
What's that?
- It's Johnny White's last letter.
- "Darling Reggie,
Sunday is too far away to bear."
- Gutted we couldn't reunite them.
- We need to go and see Johnny White again.
Right now.
- Right now.
[blows raspberry] Why don't I lead on this one?
Can't let you do all the work.
- Oh, not you again.
- Please, Mr. White, just hear me out.
I work at Mr. Prior's hospice.
If this really isn't you
or if you just don't want to know about it,
then I promise we won't bother you again.
[tender music]
♪ ♪
- You'd better come in.
[tea kettle hissing]
- [chuckles]
- There.
You two lovebirds help yourselves.
- Oh, he's not my boyfriend. - Uh, she's not my girlfriend.
- Oh.
- We're just flatmates.
- I beg your pardon.
You know, in my day,
"flatmates" was how people referred to gay relationships.
- Was Reggie your flatmate?
Is that why you turned us away yesterday?
We didn't mean to unsettle you and bring it all back.
- [sighs] I was ashamed.
[chuckles dryly]
But I was never ashamed of Reggie.
The anticipation of waiting for him to write.
The joy of receiving a letter.
Your generation have no idea what that feels like.
Still, you're lucky in other ways.
You can love who you like.
- You loved him?
- Hmm.
I did.
[sighs] I was scared.
Couldn't see a future for us...
so I cut Reggie off.
How long has he been in the hospice?
- He's been in and out for a couple of years,
but there's still a lot of fight left in him.
- Oh, that sounds like Reggie. [chuckles]
You know, he was the most frustrating and fussy person
you ever met.
Got under my skin like no one else.
I should never have let him go.
- Would you like to visit him?
- I don't know.
I need to think.
- Here are the details for St. Brioc's,
if you decide to visit.
- Thank you. Thank you.
[hopeful music]
♪ ♪
- Do you think Johnny will visit him?
- I don't know,
but at least now he's got a chance.
I don't want you to go.
Don't move out.
- You don't need a flatmate anymore.
And you hate all my stuff being around.
And apparently, I never take out the rubbish.
- I don't care about any of that.
Can't we just go back to how things were?
- I mean, I haven't signed my new tenancy agreement.
I'd kinda be screwing over my poor rich landlord,
but then again, he did put a shower in the kitchen.
- Fuck the landlord! - Yeah, fuck the landlord!
[laughter]
♪ ♪
[phone ringing]
- Work's calling.
Work never calls.
Al?
What?
- What's wrong?
Oh, my God. Is it Mr. Prior?
[Patrick Watson's "Here Comes the River"]
♪ ♪
♪ The windows turned to fishbowls ♪
♪ ♪
♪ The city to seas ♪
♪ ♪
♪ The cars were drowning underneath your feet ♪
♪ ♪
♪ The children were swimming ♪
♪ ♪
♪ From the top of the trees ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Crowds of umbrellas were staring in mis-belief ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Well, Mary kept sewing ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Holding on to her TV ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Even if the water was rising past her knees ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Now here comes the river ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Coming on strong ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And you can't keep your head above these troubled waters ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Here comes the river ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Over the flames ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Sometimes you got to burn to keep the storm away ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Sometimes ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Sometimes you got to just ♪
♪ ♪
Maia?
- I've been calling you for the last two hours.
- You know, now's not maybe a good time.
- Well, actually, I'm here to see both of you.
I think I can help your brother, Richie.
- I don't understand.
- I found something that could be crucial to his case.
- Why were you even looking into Richie's case?
- It's all in your article.
- You read my article?
- Of course I did.
I've consulted with my chambers,
and they all agree that there's important evidence
that was either missed or withheld.
- What evidence?
Why didn't we know about this before?
- Good questions.
There's a lot to cover if I'm gonna help my new client.
I'm taking Richie's case.
- Okay.
Let's make some good trouble.
[exhales sharply]
- [clears throat] - Cool.
So if we're gonna go back to how things were...
I guess I won't really see you.
- Nope.
But I will write to you.
[laughter]
I'd better unpack.
- Yeah.
You know-- - I just thought--
[laughter]
- ♪ It's always on the tip of my tongue ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I read an article on the Internet ♪
♪ It told me that that's how you know ♪
♪ You're falling in love ♪
♪ Don't really trust what's on the Internet ♪
♪ But maybe just this once ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to admit ♪
♪ But it might be true ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to admit, but I think you knew ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to be lame ♪ - Bye, roomie.
- ♪ But I might love you ♪
both: ♪ It's always on the tip of my tongue ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ But I stop myself from saying it ♪
both: ♪ Tell myself it's not the right time ♪
♪ Or something dumb ♪
- ♪ But then you kiss me like you do ♪
both: ♪ And we're right back where we started from ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to admit ♪
♪ But it might be true ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to admit, but I think you knew ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hate to be lame, but I might love you ♪
- ♪ Do I love him? Do I need him? ♪
♪ Do I want him? Do I care enough to say ♪
♪ That I love him, that I need him? ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't but I wanna feel okay ♪
♪ If I love him, if I need him ♪
♪ Maybe that will make him stay ♪
♪ If I lie, will I still feel this way?
- ♪ It's always in the back of my mind ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Maybe my mistakes are the reason ♪
♪ That I made it back to you in time ♪