Looking for Eric Page #5

It's Late by Ricky Nelson.

I was ready for her then.

And the band start playing.

And I'll tell you what,

I was chucking her about and flipping

her and tossing her everywhere.

She just kept coming back

faster than ever.

It was like she f***ing trusted me,

you know what I mean?

I don't know.

I don't know if it was, like,

the dancing or whatever

that just brought us closer together,

but...

It was just like

one of those magic nights

that you know

you're never gonna have again.

Sometimes we didn't do anything,

we just sat there

and just held each other's eyes.

I've never done that with anyone else,

except Lily Devine.

And 30 years later, you can't even

face her. Incroyable, non?

Well, a lot of mistakes have been made.

A lot of water under the bridge.

Can you imagine being asked

by your daughter

to meet your ex-wife on a daily basis,

when you've hardly seen her

for three decades?

Well, I'm just a few weeks

off graduation and I'm...

I'm struggling. I am way behind

with my dissertation. And if...

- If I don't finish it, I can't graduate.

- Right.

And it's been difficult with Daisy.

So I was just wondering, when you

pick her up from nursery,

instead of bringing her back to mine

at 5:
00, like you normally do,

can you keep her

for just one more hour till 6:00?

Yeah, course I can.

No problem, Daisy, eh?

Brilliant. That means I can study

in the library till 10:00.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

- Ah, what's that?

- You're no problem to your granddad.

- Here you are, Dad.

- Are you, eh?

- Come here, chicken. Ah, chicken.

- Hello. What's the matter? Eh?

- Let's get your bottle for ya.

Oh, come here.

- Hey, look at that.

- Are you hungry?

- Look at the sunshine, eh.

- Oh, cheers, Dad.

- She ready for this?

- Here you go.

So where do you want us

to drop her then?

- At Mum's.

- Oh, for God's sake, Sam.

I've hardly seen your mother for years.

Most of your life, for Christ's sake.

- Don't ask me to do that, love.

- Dad.

- I can't, not now, it's just...

- You've both moved on.

It doesn't make sense any more.

- I spoke to Mam and she don't mind.

- Well, what did she say?

Well, it's practical,

by far the easiest.

What did she say?

She said it might be good

to see you again, catch up.

Just tell me exactly what she said, Sam.

She said it doesn't

really matter anymore.

Well, you asked, Dad.

Five words.

"It doesn't really matter anymore. "

That's what she said.

Now that is worse than hatred.

Oui. Much worse.

Oh, well, thanks a lot.

And then when I saw her...

She'd really taken care of herself.

Her hair, the way she stood, everything.

F***.

Brought it all back?

You, Lily and baby Sam?

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