Red Knot Page #4
Look at them up there.
Chatting away.
Peter's really enjoying
being here. I can tell.
Probably getting in to practice
for his next big journey.
Good place to start.
You and Roger have
such a great...
rapport.
Yeah, well, that's, um,
'cause we've been married a long time.
You'll be there soon, you wait.
What are you going to do
when, um...
when Peter goes off on this next
big venture he's going to have?
- Which one?
- Oh, the book deal.
Walking to the poles.
Next year.
Book deal?
You know about this, don't you?
Book deal, yeah, it's uh...
It's great.
Um...
I think I'm gonna
go back to the boat.
So I'll see you back there later.
Whoo!
Hey.
Hey. I need to
talk to you.
Um...
Is there any way to
get off this boat?
Uh... no.
We're underway
in about 15 minutes.
I need a... I need a room.
I need a different room.
I need a new room.
We, uh, we don't have
any spare cabins.
Listen,
I'll have a word
with the steward.
Maybe we can
move somebody around.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Chloe?
What the f***?
Chloe?
Chloe?
What is going on?
Hey, don't ignore me.
What's going on?
Where'd you go?
I come back and
all your stuff is missing?
Why are you
treating me like this?
When were you gonna tell me?
About the book deal?
Were you just gonna wait
until you were already gone
to tell me about it?
I made a mistake.
Do you know what it feels like
to find out about something
like that from somebody else?
I mean, how could you?
How dare you not...
tell me first?
It involves me.
How do you think that you
going away for a whole year
doesn't involve me directly
enough to ask me about it?
Right, no,
I didn't wanna tell anyone else.
what my next project...
It doesn't matter.
It's about the fact that you
wouldn't even discuss it with me.
I was gonna discuss it with you.
You were gonna... You know what?
It's too f***ing late!
- Yeah, because they asked me...
- It's too late!
You know when you should've
discussed it with me?
Before you told
Well, they asked me what my next
piece of work was gonna be.
What am I gonna say,
"I got nothin' I'm working on."
And you know what,
this really sucks
'cause I was gonna
surprise you with it
because you're gonna be
a huge f***ing part of it.
A huge part of it.
Remember Scott, in his last days,
how he wrote letters to his wife.
We were gonna do that.
Scott died in Antarctica.
I don't even factor...
- into your...
- Oh, babe.
Stop. Stop it!
Honey, just stop.
Stop. God! Peter!
You don't even see me!
Yeah, I just don't know
how this is gonna work.
Really?
Really, that's how you feel?
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