Mrs In-Betweeny Page #2

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I will.

She's... she's been through a lot lately, yeah?

Suppose we could always contest the will?

- Why?

- I don't know...

insist they move in with us?

Why?

Instant family.

Saves me messing up me figure.

No! The house isn't big enough.

Move into theirs.

Haven't they got a whirlpool

thingy in their ensuite?

Of course.

It might cramp our style a bit.

No spontaneous sex in the kitchen.

- For example.

- Exactly!

No early-morning "French breakfasts"...

Remember you said you wanted to get me

something really special for my birthday?

- Neil?

- Yeah, really special.

Well, I've thought of something.

Can't believe you never suspected

anything when you were growing up!

You're talking out your arse, Brendan!

No way the Bionic Woman could

beat the Six Million Dollar Man.

It's two years later,

technology's improved!

Stands to reason she'd be better!

And she's got a bionic ear!

Yeah, but the Six Million Dollar

Man's got a bionic eye!

It's a scientific fact that you hear

things before you see them!

- Did you hear that?

- No!

Neil... I want a lesbian experience!

O... Okay.

Really?

You are the best!

Are you sure she's asleep?

Jet lag.

I'm not really sure about this, Holly.

So what's she like?

Do we have to talk about this now?

What was that?

- What?

- Maybe she's up.

- It was nothing.

- No harm in checking though, eh?

It was nothing. Relax.

- Ow.

- Sorry...

- Shouldn't... shouldn't it be...

- What?

Harder.

- It's me, isn't it?

- No.

No, I really like you, Hol.

It's, it's just...

You feeling thirsty?

Who are you? And what the f***

are you doing here?

Ryan.

Holly's boyfriend.

Where is she?

Upstairs.

You must be Holly's Auntie.

Yeah.

Emma.

Well... goodnight, Ryan.

Yeah.

Oh. You take drugs, Ryan?

Draw?

Skank?

Weed?

No. Jesus. I'd never...

'Cause I've a feeling I'm gonna need

a lot of it if I'm living here.

Well, I might know someone,

who knows someone...

Sixty.

That should easily cover it.

Finally!

Where's the juice?

Your aunt finished it.

She's well hot.

It's Mister Spock.

Doctor Spock wrote baby books.

Common misconception.

I'm hungry.

Right, try this one.

He won't eat that.

Aunt Emma?

We thought you'd prefer if

we told that you are our aunt.

How very thoughtful.

- I'm off.

- Have a good day.

And no kissing behind the bike sheds.

Is this some kind of mind game thing?

Sorry?

Well, if you're going to punish me,

I'd rather you just did it.

Ryan.

The naked boyfriend.

Jesus!

Homework?

Hi, Kevin. Hey, Charlie!

I'm Hellen, with an "e".

Used to be Helen but Brian, husband,

kept shortening it to Hell.

- Number 6.

- Ryan's mum.

- House with the maroon door.

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