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I think he disapproves.
He's just protective.
He thinks I'm not good enough for you.
Well, I mean, he's got a point.
Let me take a photo of you. Stand there.
Hang on.
I feel so awkward posing.
Come on. Be a supermodel.
- This awkward enough for you? - It's perfect.
- Right. Ready? That's nice. - [Beth laughs]
- Hold it there. - [camera shutter clicks]
[both laugh]
You're such a dick.
[ Los Bravos: "Black Is Black"]
[sings rock music karaoke]
[Beth whooping]
[woman laughs loudly]
[feedback on microphone]
We were good together, you know. We were really good together.
[audience cheering]
Whoo!
[sings melancholy karaoke]
Yeah!
- [bottle clinking] - Why are you all around there?
- No. No, we're going home. Come on. - Don't manhandle me.
I'm not going to get up if you all touch me.
I'm not going to get up. I'm not going to get up.
- It's cool. It's cool. - [indistinct chattering]
Come on, Joe. I'll get your jacket.
Cheers, mate.
Things weren't perfection. These things never are, but...
...we were really happy.
[all laughing]
I'll let Gita tell the story.
She loves boring people with our personal details.
[laughter continues]
Oh, I'd been working there for about a fortnight
when Beth introduced the two of us, and ta-da!
- So it's all Beth's doing. - She's the puppet-master.
[all laughing]
What was her tip for winning me over again?
Not to let you hear me snore.
We all went on this work trip once, before Gita's time,
I fell asleep on the coach back and snored so loud
that they all thought there was something wrong with me.
He snores like a bison.
- [Joe] Wow. - [all laugh]
Really, you're telling him that?
Oh, another one bites the dust.
[dishes clattering]
I think she's more into him than he's into her.
Don't you think?
Is that one finished?
- [Beth] Mmm-hmm. - Yeah?
You all right?
- I'm tired. - You've been a bit quiet.
Just wasn't in the mood, you know?
I see them all the time at work.
I think I'm going to go to bed. Do you mind?
No, that's fine.
[whispers] Shit.
Beth?
- What? - Is This yours?
I just found it in the bin. That means pregnant.
Is it yours?
Yes.
[laughs]
I mean, that...
Christ.
That's amazing, I mean... It's just...
Joe, I can't.
A baby, a pregnancy... not now.
Not right now, I can't.
Of course you can. My God, you'll be an amazing mum.
- No. I'm 27, I'm not ready. - Who's ever ready?
It's not... it's just too quick, OK? It's all too quick.
- We'll manage. I'll surprise you. - You're not listening.
- I can be responsible when pushed. - Joe.
You can put your feet up, I'll do shoulder rubs, paint the house.
- Joe, please. - We'll be like a couple in a DIY ad.
- Joe... I don't want it. - We'll be like a family.
- But it's a baby. - Joe.
- I mean, it's our baby. - I know, and it's not easy for me.
- Well, let's at least discuss this. - No. I've made up my mind.
Well, I haven't.
God, look at you.
You're pissed.
You drank all night, Beth.
You drank all night.
Jesus Christ, you're pregnant.
Yeah, well, I don't want to be.
- And I'm not going to be. - You're being a bitch.
- Stop it. - You're being a cold bitch
- who would kill a kid. - That's not fair.
Who'd get it torn out because it doesn't suit her plans.
- Stop or I'll block you. - Don't you dare.
No. We can talk tomorrow, just please stop.
- Don't you fucking dare. - [Beth panting]
[Joe] Turn it off! Turn it off, you...!
[muffled shouting]