Here your pizza and enjoy it same.
You use that!
Here you are, please, sir. Enjoy your stay.
Shaui.
Shaui.
Shaui.
And then he said, it was just a pen. Just a pen.
We've been married for three years and he has no idea of the significance of that pen.
It had a back chain.
Let it out. Let's just take a moment and breathe and just be quiet.
Sorry, could I have a word?
We have not finished yet, David.
I really need to talk to you.
Sorry, Laura.
Why?
Why are you back so early?
I've got something to tell you.
You can see Laura's cross.
I've had sex with a man.
I went to a hotel with a man and we had sex.
I just thought you should know.
You had sex with a man?
Yeah. Well, lots of men, really.
But dozens for money.
Can we have some water, please, Katie?
Yeah, Laura.
Oh, there's biscuits. I saw you looking on the plane.
Get the biscuits.
Let's put them on the table.
Sorry.
Is this about my group therapy?
What?
Are you just trying to draw attention to yourself
because you can't be part of the group?
This is a woman's relationship therapy group.
I can't speak openly about your failings
if you're part of the group.
Katie, listen to me.
I'm a gay escort.
No, you're not. You're an ID consultant.
Come on, let's get you on.
Come on, pang, come on.
Now everyone's hugging Heather.
Katie, please.
I don't know what's going on.
I need your help.
I don't know what's going on.
I don't know what's going on.
I don't know what's going on.
I don't know what's going on.
Can I ask a question?
Yeah.
Last time we met...
Did I have a vagina?
We haven't met before.
Oh.
I thought we met regularly.
No.
No, I only meet women regularly.
Why do you do that?
I like women.
Are you saying you're not gay?
Yeah.
I am saying that...
I think there's been a mix-up.
OK.
Can I ask another question then?
Yeah.
Why did you just have sex with me?
I don't know.
I didn't want to upset the apple cart.
Dear Katie,
I will not be joining you for dinner tonight.
I know this evening was supposed to be a special occasion, but well,
the fact of the matter is,
I have an overwhelming desire to have sex with men in hotels for money.
I did it again this afternoon, and I enjoyed it very much.
Until I know why I want to have sex with men in hotels for money,
I don't think we should see each other anymore.
I'm sorry.
When you get home, I shall not be there.
I'll be in a hotel, probably having sex with a man for money.
I can't explain where these desires come from,
nor can I explain why my life with you has suddenly become so disposable.
I'm so sorry I'm late, darling.
I was just leaving the office when Fran stopped me to talk about her PA's leaving due.
I have to get her a present.
I was like, what's this got to do with me?
She's your PA.
I didn't say that, but you know.
So anyway, I have to find something by Friday.
God knows how I get myself roped into these things.
I must have pushed over written across my forehead.
Anyway,
Happy anniversary to my beautiful wife.
Nine years.
And I wouldn't change a single day.
Thank you for watching.
