:02:00
I've laid out something
lovely on your bed.
:02:01
Tsk. [Sighs]
:02:05
ANDY WILLIAMS SINGING:
You're just too good to be true
:02:08
Cant take my eyes off of you
:02:11
BRIDGET: Great.
I was wearing a carpet.
:02:15
UNCLEGEOFFREY: There she is.
:02:17
[Singing]
My little Bridget
:02:20
Hi, Uncle Geoffrey. Ha ha.
:02:23
-Hmm. Had a drink?
-No.
:02:24
No? Come on, then.
:02:25
BRIDGET:
Actually, not my uncle.
:02:27
Someone who insists
I call him uncle...
:02:29
while he gropes my ass...
:02:30
and asks me the question
dreaded by all Singletons.
:02:33
UNCLEGEOFFREY:
So...how's your love life?
:02:36
Super. Thanks, Uncle G.
:02:38
Still no fellow, then, eh?
I don't know.
:02:40
You career girls.
Can't put it off forever.
:02:43
UNA: Tick-tock, tick-tock.
:02:44
-Hello, Dad.
-Hello, darling.
:02:47
How's it going?
:02:48
Torture.
:02:50
DAD: Your mothers trying to
fix you up with some divorcee.
:02:53
Uhh.
:02:54
Human-rights barrister.
Pretty nasty beast, apparently.
:02:57
BRIDGET: Hoo. Ding-dong.
:03:00
Maybe this time
Mum had got it right.
:03:03
Come on. Why dont we see
if Mark fancies a gherkin?
:03:06
[Whispering] Good luck.
:03:08
Mark?
:03:10
BRIDGET: Maybe this was
the mysterious Mr. Right...
:03:13
Id been waiting
my whole life to meet.
:03:15
You remember Bridget.
:03:18
BRIDGET: Maybe not.
:03:20
She's used to
run around your lawn...
:03:22
with no clothes on, remember?
:03:24
Uh, no, not as such.
:03:27
Come and look
at your gravy, Pam.
:03:29
I think it's going
to need sieving.
:03:30
Of course it doesn't
need sieving.
:03:32
Just stir it, Una.
:03:35
Yes, of course.
I'll be right there.
:03:36
Sorry. Lumpy gravy calls.
:03:39
ANDY WILLIAMS SINGING:
Let me love you
:03:42
[Sighs]
:03:43
-So...ha.
-So.
:03:46
You staying at your parents'
for New Year?
:03:49
-Yes.
-Mmm.
:03:51
-You?
-Oh, no, no, no.
:03:52
I was in London
at a party last night...
:03:54
so I'm afraid
I'm a bit hung over.
:03:56
Wish I could be lying
with my head in the toilet...
:03:58
Like all normal people.