THEME SONG: I would like to leave this city.
This old town don't smell too pretty
and I can feel the warningsigns running around my mind.
So what do you say?
You can't give me thedreams that are mine anyway,
half the world away.
DAISY : They saythe family of the 21st century
is made up of friends, not relatives.
Then again, maybe that's just bollocks.
This is the, uh, living room.
Oh, it's really nice.
Yeah, it's a great flat.
What's going on?
Oh hi, are you the tenants?
TIM AND DAISY: Yes.
Well I hope you don't mind--
Mrs. Klein gave me the key.
What do you mean, mind?
Yeah-- I'm sorry if, you'djust excuse me for a second.
This is the guest bedroom.
Obviously a bit of a state atthe moment, but you can use it
for storage, utilities, or if the pair of you
want to bring a little,uh, life into this world.
Yes, it's perfect for a child.
Yes, it's very--
Homey.
Yes.
It's very homey.
But what's in here?
TIM AND DAISY: Would you mindtelling us what's going on?
Mrs. Klein has decided to sell the house.
It's a very good time,actually-- house prices are up.
I believe this particular property
is actually tripled in valuesince its last purchase.
Really?
Wow.
Well if you'll excuse me, I'vegot to get back to the office.
This place is attracting a lot of attention.
I'm sure Mrs. Klein will fill you
in with the relevant details.
You'd think.
Well, goodbye.
Excuse me.
How old are you?
I'm 25.
And my wife's 24.
Really?
Yes.
Bloody hell.
Do you mind?
What are we going to do?
- They were younger than us.- What?
That couple.
They were younger than us.
Yeah, but only physically.
Look Daisy, this is serious, OK?You heard the man.
The house has tripled in value.
That's enough incentive for Marsha
to move, let alone the factshe's best off with us.
Tripled? Really?
Yes.
Wow.
I should go and lean onBrian, find out what he knows.
- I like your thinking. - Thanks very much.
- Where are we? - In the cupboard.
Why?
I have no idea.
Maybe it was a mistake, you know?
Maybe they got the wrong house.
And they could have got thewrong house, couldn't they?
Shh.
Brian?
Are you all right?
Yes.
I'm having difficulty vocalizingmy emotion at the moment,
so I'm using this--
this is a good bit.
She's gone to Manchester.
Marsha's gone to Manchester?
No. Twist.
Oh thank Christ.
Twist's gone to Manchester?
Said she needed some time to think, you know?
She likes the gay scene up there.
When?
Last night.
Didn't she call?
Is that Conrad?
No.
It's-- it's Daisy.
Oh, sorry.
I didn't mean to call you.
I'm in Manchester.
Loads to tell.
Speak soon.
Bye!
Oh, I love this one.
Come on boys!
Whoo! - Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, she did.
Yeah.
I thought you were upset about the house.
Why would I be upset the house?
This house is the one thing I can rely on.
It's the one port in a storm.
The one thing which isn'tsusceptible to the whims
of love.
It's the solid core of my otherwise painful--
--tortured existence.
I don't know what I'd do withoutthis old friend, you know?
This-- this rock, this--
this island of calm in the ocean of life.
What did you want to talk about, anyway?
I wonder why she went like that?
We've got to get her to come back.
Twist.
No, Marsha.
We've got to find her.
And we've got to say, Marsha, we're sorry.
I know we've done bad. I know we've hurt you.
But please, for the sake of us, for the sake
of Brian, for the sake of--
you know, everything-- please,just don't sell the house.
Maybe not in such a whiny voice.
OK.
& HIS ORCHESTRA,
Hello.
Hello Mike.
How's Sophie?
She's very well, thank you very much.
Good.
Listen, have you heard about the house, Mike?
Yeah, it's tripled in value.
It's half a million, apparently.
What are you doing?
Baking.
MIKE: Scone?
No thanks.
Michael, has Marsha contacted you?
Actually, we'll have one.
MIKE: Cream and jam inside.
Look, I-- what, clotted cream?
Oh, I will then, yeah.
Have you heard from Marsha?
No, some big guy on a motorbike
came to pick up some of her stuff.
Maybe she's joined the Hell's Angels.
No, no, no.
She was thrown out of Hell's Angels
in '82 for lewd behavior.
Well then where would she go?
Who does she know other than us?
Who Would she turn to in a time of need
that is or might associatewith a big guy on a motorbike?
ALL: Amber!
AMBER: Mom!
Mom, where is your phone?
MARSHA:
AMBER: I wanted to go out.
We've only got one phone, ..
MARSHA:
AMBER:
MARSHA: Oh, leave me alone.
Look, I'm having no part in this.
Look, we have to find out where Amber lives.
This is all wrong.
Come on Daisy, it's the only way.
Will you stop it?
Do you want to be homeless?
Do you want to have to go outand buy loot every morning?
Do you want to see whatMarsha's room looks like?
ALL: Ooh!
DAISY: Oh wow, look at this.
TIM: Bloody hell.
Is this what we're looking for?
42 Welland Terrace, Cricklewood.
Brilliant.- Is there a phone number?
No, we have to go and surprise her.
Can we take the van?
Yeah, we should go and start started.
All right.
Daisy, let's rock.
Daisy.
DAISY: Look.
Daisy, we don't have time for this.
It's Colin.
Colin!
Oh my god. Um.
All right. You go ahead, all right?
I'm going to go and get Colin.
He's got into the neighbors.
Sod Colin!
I'm not going to sod Colin!
Get your priorities straight, Daisy!
This is our home we're talking about.
Yeah, but he could get lost or run over.
TIM: He's big enough to look after himself.
And when did you start giving a shit, anyway?
Fine. TIM: Oh, Daisy.
DAISY: No, it's fine.
Fine.
Excuse me.
Well that's just great, isn't it?
We're supposed to bepresenting a united front.
It's not going to look very goodif it's just you and me, is it?
Doesn't have to be just you and me, Tim.
- You got a tape player? - No.
Thank fuck.
--poor sweetheart alone.
If he has a dog, he won't be lonesome.
And the doggie will have a good home.
DAISY: Hello?
Colin?
How much isthat doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail.
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that--
OK, now listen.
When we get there, right, letme do the talking, all right?
I am the only one here that's capable
of serious communication.
So-- sorry, sorry, that sounded bad.
I didn't mean to suggest that you're not
good communicators, all right?Mike--
- Yes. - Brian.
I just mean that it's partlymy fault we're in this mess,
all right?And I should do the talking.
What are you going to say to him?
Well.
Marsha, they say thefamily of the 21st century
is made up of friends and not relatives.
And if that's true, then you'rethe best auntie I've ever had.
Oh.
MIKE: Tim?
Why?
You all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Why wouldn't I be fine?
It's just a light scream.
I do hope that dog--
I do hope that--
OLD LADY: Nancy's favorite.
--doggie's for sale.
Why are you cooking it?
It got rather dirty.
You must be from number 23.
Yes.
And I'll just be taking my dog home now.
You could stay for acup of tea, if you'd like.
Oh no thanks.
No.
We've got stuff to do.
OLD LADY: Well he's welcome here anytime.
If you're going out orsomething, just pop him 'round
and I'll take good care of him.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Bye!
Don't be a stranger.
I'm sure you'll see him again.
I know I will.
Got your favorite.
Why, Colin?
Have I done something wrong?
Bye Tim!
I treat you right.
I-- I don't neglect you, do I?
Not now, Colin.
Just piss off.
Oh, god!
I can change.
I know things have been wrongbetween us, but what's she
got that I haven't?
Here you go, love.
Your favorite-- widescreen!
This is it.
Oh my god, .
Marsha.
How did you find me?
Intuition.
And we broke into your bedroom.
Yes, and that.
Look.
You're wasting your time.
I've made my mind up.
Marsha, please, just don't sell the house.
It's tripled in value.
Really?
Brian!
I'd rather we just called it a day.
Marsha, we really, really want you back.
What do we have to do tomake you understand that?
Something bloody spectacular.
I'm sorry. OK?
But just-- just understandwe only did it because we
love living there, you know?
And you're a big part of that.
Look, they say the familyof the 21st century
is made up of friends and not relatives.
And if that's true, then you'rethe best auntie I've ever had.
Kiss my arse.
Aren't you going to ask me how it went?
How'd it go?
Really badly.
Colin's gone.
What?
He went next door.
Oh, Daisy.
I'm-- I'm sorry.
How did it happen?
Well, he walked.
Right, right.
Sorry. Sorry.
My mom used to use going next door
as a euphemism for being dead.
Whoa.
You're saying my rabbit's dead?
Well, it's-- it's been 18 years, Mike.
Where'd you think he was?
Next door.
So that's it, then.
Marsha's gone.
Twist's gone.
Colin's gone.
MIKE: My rabbit's gone.
Mike's rabbit's gone.
Everyone leaves.
Come on, Daisy.
Don't be silly.
Not everybody leaves.
Tim, I've been offered a jobin Seattle working for Marvel.
Daisy, you know when Isaid not everybody leaves?
Well, they do.
So when are you off?
SOPHIE: Tomorrow.
Well that's a bit short notice, isn't it?
I got the call last night.
They want me to go over straightaway.
I'm sorry, Tim.
It's just, we didn'treally get a chance to see
how things worked out with us.
Well, this doesn't have to be the end.
We can still have sex on the internet.
That's what I was doing before.
What time are you off tomorrow?
SOPHIE: 12:00 Will you comewith me to the airport?
Yeah, of course, of course.
Marvel, eh?
That's really good.
So what are you planning ondoing for the next 13 hours?
Right, well, I'm bushed.
I'll see you guys in the morning.
Tim.
What are we going to do?
Well, short of somethingbloody spectacular,
I've no idea.
I'm off.
Yeah.
Me too.
Hello, boys.
Hello, Sarge.
I wonder if you privates wouldn't
mind doing me a little favor.
Yeah, hello.
Could you tell me the times of the trains
to Colwyn Bay please?
The first one.
Well, the third one.
Thanks.
What's that?
Oh, someone at the door.
Oh, Tim.
Tim.
Right, yeah.
That could have been a little bit embarrassing.
MIKE: Get dressed. What?
Get dressed.
We're going to see Marsha.
I'll be back in five.
All right.
Ready?
I'll go later.
Why?
Frightened.
Come on, Brian.
You've got to be strong!
Are you a man or a mouse?
Eh.
Ah, Brian.
I'm a man.
Yeah, come on.
Let's roll.
Daisy.
Ready.
Oh, OK.
Right, I'll get Mike to give mea lift over to your place, OK?
And I'll see you there about 11:30.
OK.
Good luck, Bisley.
With what?
With whatever it is you've got to do.
Oh, right, yeah.
It's on.
What is?
Something bloody spectacular.
Oh, mama.
Are you sure about this, Mike?
Oh, don't worry Tim.
I've done this before.
Is this all above board, Sergeant?
Are you questioning my honesty, Dexter?
No, Sergeant
Do as I say and I'll make sure you're
recommended for promotion.
I just don't see how this matter
is a concern for the military.
Are we not soldiers, Dexter?
Yes, Sergeant
Do we not have a sacred duty to keep the peace?
Yes, Sergeant.
Could you, in all good conscience,
neglect to intervene in aneedless solvable conflict?
No, Sergeant.
Then get your boom box and let's rock.
What are you going to do, blow me up?
TAKE THAT: WhateverI say, whatever I do,
I didn't mean it.
I just want you back for good.
Want you back, want youback, want you back for good.
Whenever I'm wrong, just tellme the song and I'll sing it.
You'll be right and understood.
Want you back, want you back--
I want you back for good.
We're going to have such fun, you and me.
It's going to be lovely.
We won't need vets anymore.
From now on, we're going to call you Lancelot.
Oh wow, look who came back.
Do you want a beer, Brian?
Uh, no thanks.
Got to do an installation.
Good work today, soldier.
Thanks, sir.
MIKE: Hey, what's that?
Tim.
DAISY : Dear Tim--
please forgive the letter.
I'm feeling a bit confused.
Everything seems to have changed recently.
We all seem to bedrifted apart like leaves
from a once green oak.
Skip to the end.
DAISY : By the timeyou read this, I'll be gone.
I've decided to go away for a while.
Maybe a bit of distance will do me good.
Who knows, if things workout, maybe I would stay.
Please give my love to everyone.
I know you will understand.
Your friend, Daisy.
Shit.
What's the matter?
Daisy's gone.
Where?
She didn't say.
Oh, thanks.
Colwyn Bay, 1132 St. Pancras.
I've got to stop her.
What about Sophie?
Shit.
Do you need me to do another banner?
No, Brian.
I don't think that's going to help, OK?
Do-- do you instillation.
I'm leaving on a jet plane.
Oh, she's not answering.
Mobile telephone.
Don't know when I'll be back again.
She's still not answering.
Shit.
OK. OK.
What have we got here?
In the next 30 minutes,I've got to get the station
and stop Daisy. - Uh-huh.
TIM: I've got to get to Sophie's house
and go with her to the airport.- Go on.
TIM: We have one means of transport--
Right.
TIM: --no money for a cab,and the tubes are on strike.
Ah.
There is absolutely noway on earth we can do both.
Mike?
There is a way we can do both.
We do have another means of transport.
I'm not going on my skateboard.
No, no, no, no.
What do we have, other than myvan, which has wheels and is
slightly quicker than walking?
You've got be fucking kidding.