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you have to comb through the kids' hair.

- Doesn't she, Kit?

- Absolutely.

Fine. I'll deal with the head lice,

you go to the benefit

and take care of 200 VIPs.

You look stunning.

But you've got to get them out more.

Mum, I'm a PR executive,

not a sex worker.

- Oh, well...

- This is what was in the dry-cleaning bag.

Oh my God, Dad.

Why are you wearing girl's jeggings?

Can we sack the dry-cleaner?

- They pop if you squeeze them.

- (KIT) Disgusting.

Ben, stop it! All nitty children

back in the bathroom. Go, go, go.

(MAN) 'Because of your support...

'we've given over 260,000 people

safe, clean water.'

We're gonna do even more.

Help us build wells tonight.

Hello. I'm so happy to see you.

Thank you so much for coming.

Have a fabulous evening.

Do not get drunk

and bid on sh*t we can't afford.

OK. How about if I get really drunk

but don't bid on anything?

- Deal.

- OK.

(ALL) Hey!

OK, OK. Please, tonight, just try

not to embarrass me for once. I am working.

- By the way, you look amazing.

- Not enough tits out according to my mother.

She's the expert.

Oh God. All right, I gotta go persuade

all these rich people to flash their cash.

Milly. Er...

Actually, right now I'd like you to react

as if I've said something humanitarian

yet hilarious.

Happy Valentine's, sexy.

Little gift to yourself?

Nope. I'm already wearing mine.

(JAGO) All right, I'm off.

- Happy Valentine's Day.

- Oh, what?

Sweetheart, you know I think it's all a

load of commercialised bollocks, right?

Yes, I do.

Hey...

I've been thinking

and maybe we should put

all our eggs in one...

test tube. You know,

go in for the old fertility treatment.

But we didn't qualify for free treatment.

I'm not talking about doing it

on the National Health.

You're going on the oil rig again.

- Only for a short stint.

- No. They're the worst.

- Yeah, that's why they pay the most.

- I don't even take aspirin.

I hate the thought of all

those horrible drugs.

Yeah, I hate the thought of wanking-off

into a plastic cup,

but if it means that we produce an heir

to our extensive power tool collection

it'll all be worthwhile. Hey...

happy Valentine's Day.

Drill bits.

(PURRS)

Will you think about it?

OK.

(DIALING TONE)

- (JESS) 'Hi.'

- Hey. What are you up to at lunch-time?

Working lunch.

Team bonding with the sex gods

from Water and Sanitation.

Oh, OK.

Is everything OK?

'Milly?'

You found out a week ago?

And you haven't told Kit yet?

I have to have chemotherapy.

Like straight away.

I'm gonna be bald.

Lots of people are bald.

Men are bald, yes. Babies. ET.

Not me.

- They might take my tits away.

- They haven't said that yet.

Not for sure.

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