Hampstead Page #2

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Here we are.

It really is in your best interest

to take this seriously.

Veg?

Oh. No, thank you.

LEON:
No, really, you're... You're too kind. I...

I...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Mmm.

I visited Dad yesterday.

You did?

It was exactly a year ago yesterday, Mum.

EMILY:
Mmm.

I put some flowers on his grave.

Did you remember?

Well, of course, I did.

I'm going tomorrow.

What?

The pink ones are the most pricey.

I've been talking to Nigel.

Since when have you started

talking to my accountant?

Since he called me to say he can't

represent you any more.

He's been trying to contact

you for weeks. Exasperated,

he called me.

You're running out of money, Mum.

Well, maybe I'm just running

out of the money I told him about.

Look, I worry about you.

Dad was always so good with money.

Your father wasn't a perfect man, Philip.

Please don't do this.

Well, what should I do?

I know you.

You see problems,

you pull your head into your shell.

I'm not always gonna be here, Mum.

What... Whoa. What does...

What does that mean?

Well...

Actually, I've been offered a new job.

But it might mean that I have to move abroad.

Oh, I see, so that's it. Right, of course.

And that's why the sudden

dinner date, right? I see.

So you're actually going to be leaving in...

Well, that's fine. I'm gonna be

perfectly fine with that.

You have to change, Mum.

- Huh?

- Things have to change.

I don't know. What am I...

What are you saying, honey?

Really, what am I supposed to do?

Am I supposed to go out there and get

myself some kind of a high-powered job?

With what? I mean, I have no skills.

None that matter.

I have nothing of value to offer anyone.

I'm sorry. I... I didn't...

No, it's okay.

- I didn't mean to upset you.

- It's all right.

Just take it in steps, that's all.

Steps.

I don't know, maybe sell something.

EMILY:
Sell something? I'm...

What am I gonna do?

There must be something.

There must be... No, no, no, no, that's not it.

What...

(COUGHS)

(EXHALES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Let me see how...

- Yeah.

- (GLASSES CLINK)

Ow!

Okay...

- (MOBILE RINGING)

- Oh!

Okay.

Come on. Where the heck is it?

Okay, got it.

- Hello?

- Yes, I... I'm a friend of Fiona Ashton.

My name is James Smythe.

Oh, I... Oh, yes, of course.

- The accountant?

- Yes.

Yeah. Oh, well, I just wanted to ask...

Well, I... I have one or two

pressing matters that, um,

you might be able to help me with.

We can discuss this at Villa Bianca.

You want to meet at some expensive

Hampstead restaurant

to discuss my financial problems?

Perfect. Let's say 1:00, then.

One... Then when?

- Tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?

Great. See you then.

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