Starfish

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Why are you doing this?

Because I can't bloody breathe,

that's why!

It's like living in a vacuum.

It's killing me!

Don't go, Dad...

Daddy!

- Was that fun? Yeah?

- Yeah!

Good. Okay, let's go. Let's go.

- I'm flying!

- You're flying. You're flying.

Okay, here we go.

This is the one.

This is the one.

This is the one.

That's it. Wind it.

I nearly got it!

I got it.

I caught it!

Dinner is served, madame.

"Once upon a time...

there was...

there was a starfish!

A very brave, very inquisitive starfish

who loved to travel the world

on the salty seas, looking for adventure."

But what about

if a shark eats his arms?

Oh, sharks don't eat starfish arms.

They're too spicy.

They prefer fish fingers.

But what about if they did.

Well, if they did,

the thing about starfish is -

the very magical thing

about starfish -

is that if they lose an arm,

both arms, their legs

- they just grow them back again!

- Really?

- Really.

- Really really?

- Really.

Are there starfish in the big water?

In the lake?

No, it's not salty enough.

Hmm... But we could put some in.

Yes. Yes, we could put some in.

Do you know, I think that is probably

enough for you tonight.

Night night.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Grace gave me an idea

for a kid's story so I'm just...

I'm just trying to get it all down.

- Can I see?

- No! No, not till it's done.

You know the rules.

- Spoil-sport.

- Hmm.

How was it?

- Emotional for them.

- Yeah?

Sober for me.

Oh wow, do you think

they're going to cope without you?

Doubt it. They're already asking

when I'm coming back.

Well... I mean, you don't have to.

I could always go back to work.

And why would you do that?

Because it's my turn

to support you, for a change.

But then you'd be unhappy.

And so would I.

You're bringing in enough

for the time being.

I think it works better this way.

Thank god - I completely agree.

- It's a leaving present.

- You muppet.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Aw, Tom...

I thought you might want

to start painting again.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

My mum called -

what's today?

The ninth.

Yeah, well.

They only put this on the packet

so they can sell more.

Well, you'll soon find out, won't you?

What did she want?

She wanted to know

what I was doing for my birthday.

You mean she wants to know

what she was doing for your birthday.

Yes.

We could always just ask her

to come over.

Get your mum to come too.

Yeah, because they're

such good friends.

Or we could just go to the pub.

Or we could just go to the pub.

It's too cold.

Oh, for god's sake.

Why do I bother?

But warm your hands up first.

Goodnight, little one.

I hope you're sleeping well

in there.

I cannot wait to meet you

because we are going to have

so much fun.

- Night night.

- Night.

Hey.

You Okay?

Mmm.

Sausage attack.

Idiot. I told you.

Have you been sick?

God, my head's killing me!

- And my feet are cold.

- Aw.

God, I feel rough.

I want Radiohead played

at my funeral please.

Well, you'll be gone,

so I get to choose the music.

- It'll be Abba.

- What?

No. You hate Abba.

Well, I'll want it to be

a really miserable occasion.

Come on, you,

let's get you some clean jim jams

and get you back into bed.

Row, row, row your boat,

gently down the stream

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,

life is but a dream

Go to Nanny.

She's hurt her knee.

Oh! Oh, darling.

So what's the matter with Tom?

Oh, he ate a Jurassic sausage.

Oh. You need to take more care of

that boy of yours.

He'll be fine.

I'll pick him up some Lucozade.

- Bye.

- See you later.

Come on then, let's go

and have a look at this knee.

Okay, so that's... - Yeah?

- Yeah, that's everything.

Okay, so these are both of them, yeah?

- And copies by the 23rd.

- Check.

Chill, Winston. It's under control.

You're on baby time now.

Thanks. Believe me,

I am so ready for a bit of feet up.

Ah, there you are.

How you feeling?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom! Tom, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Hands... cold...

Cold. Okay.

There you go.

You're gonna be fine.

Someone's coming, okay?

Tom, look at me. Look at me!

- Can you hear me? Can you hear me?

Stay awake, Tom. Stay awake.

- Tom...

- Can you hear me?

- Tom?

- Left or right?

I'm not sure

what we're dealing with here.

What do you think? Which way?

The nearest. Right. Go right.

It okay. It's all right,

they've just gone to get someone.

Needles...

Needles... needles...

- Needles...

- What?

My chest... get them out...

- What sort of needles? It's all right.

- Needles... get them out! Get them out!

- Tom, it's all right. It's all right...

- Needles...

What's the matter?

Okay, Mr Ray, try to relax.

- Needles... needles...

- Where does it hurt exactly?

How are you feeling, old chum?

Feet... feet cold...

cold feet...

Is there a history

of diabetes in his family?

I don't think so.

Nevertheless,

we'll get you a warming blanket

and see if we can't

do something about those feet.

Well, what is it?

Why is he turning that colour?

Just relax

and take care of that baby.

Your husband is in

very good hands.

Hey...

Don't leave.

Never.

Never.

Never.

- You all right?

- What on earth is going on?

It's been hours.

Where's the doctor?

I'm sure someone will be along

in a few minutes.

Jesus... Oh my god! Tom?

Get the doctor now! Now!

Tom, come on... Shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay, baby...

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