The Knot Page #4

- Julie's married.

- Yeah, but, I mean, if...

- No buts. Married.

You found it yet?

Oh, God, I thought I had it then,

but I think it was just sweetcorn.

Why the f*** am I looking in here?

You dropped it in here!

It was safe in my pocket

until you asked to see it,

so, technically, it's your fault.

- What am I even saying? it's your sh*t.

- it's your shitting fault.

Just get the ring.

Pete?

- What are you doing?

- Albert's not feeling well.

Jeremy just got a package

addressed to "Deadman".

Oh, shin

What the f***!

You sicken me.

Are you nervous yet?

No.

It's three years since Steve and I got married.

- Yeah, I know. That was a great day.

- Yeah.

You know wearing sexy underwear

gets a bit redundant, right?

Okay. Uh...

Why is that, Julie?

One, they're uncomfortable.

Two, he'll barely notice.

Three, if you do get any action,

he'll probably just pull them off,

thrill himself for a couple of minutes,

then go out drinking with his mates,

coming back the next day smelling

of some other girl's fanny

with a half-full pack of condoms,

which you'll discover in a pocket

while you're washing the grass stains

out of his trousers.

Sorry, I'm only joking.

Okay.

So...

- Do you think he'll like?

- Mmm-hmm.

Jeremy, baby, this is all for you.

Work it, baby.

Whoo-hoo!

- Darling, we bring things for you.

- Mama.

- Do you not knock?

- We see all before.

Don't be silly, girl.

Hello again!

When you watch this, you married.

I very proud.

Shut up, don't embarrass her.

We bring traditional things,

something new, borrowed, blue and old.

- Something new!

- Mama!

I told you they're amazing.

- Let me see, let me see.

- Aw, Ma, thank you.

- Thank you, Papa.

- Oh, wow!

- See.

Hey, they look wonderful.

Something old, borrowed, and, uh, blue.

We borrow them from Aunt Delia,

but she needs them back, because your

cousin, she get married next month.

We kill three cats, one rock.

No. There's no way

I'm wearing somebody else's knickers.

Especially not those.

It's tradition.

All women in our family get married in these.

I got married in these.

Plus, the luck of this

bring a good bedroom life.

Come on, baby, for me.

For Mama. Please, please, please.

So beautiful.

Well, I can't reach Anisha,

her phone is still off.

Why are you wearing granny panties?

No.

I say no.

Am I the only one?

- None of you guys sent this?

- No.

No.

What the f*** is that? Sh*t!

Deadman.

Think someone's trying

to send you a message.

Oh, you think?

They can't be human, can they?

It's obviously a gesture of goodwill.

it's a virility gift, innit?

- Albert, what's that on your face?

- What?

There.

Jeremy, look, man,

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