Love of My Life (2017) Script

No, I can't. I can't.

Come on, sweetheart.

We're nearly there, it's okay.

I think I need a drink.

I'll make us some coffee.

Don't leave me alone.

Everything is gonna be fine.

Well, that's not what the doctor said.

That is not true.

He said that when they do the surgery on Monday, if it is benign, they could possibly just cut the whole thing out.

No, he said the odds weren't good.

Well, why don't they lie?

You know, he used to lie.

Just thought that we should be ready in case it isn't benign, because then the operation could potentially be...


I think we should try and remain positive.

It's all over.

What's the point in being miserable?

We don't know what's gonna happen.

You're going to die.

Listen, darling.

If that does happen then, I am ready.

You're so young.

I've got everything I could possibly ever have wanted.

I've got a wonderful husband who loves me, I've got two great kids, and I'm an architect, which is what I always dreamed of.

There's not a single thing in my life that I would change, and there aren't many people who could say that.

You really wouldn't change anything?

Not even moving to Canada?

Look, if I do really only have five days left, I want everything to remain normal so I can enjoy my life exactly as it is.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Oh yeah, and the doctor said to avoid any unnecessary stress, so please don't tell anyone, and that actually includes Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn, hi, yeah.

Your mother has a brain tumour, she's gonna die.



And she doesn't want anyone to know.

So if you could keep it to yourself.



What did the doctor say?

He said I'm fine.

But you blacked out, it had to be something serious.

He said low blood pressure and to drink more water, but I'm fine.

I'll let everyone know. We've all been so worried.

Absolutely nothing to worry about.

Grace. Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Absolutely fine, thank you.

Hi, Grace.



Just low blood pressure, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, you know the Millwood Project?


Is there any chance that the gang could get that model ready a couple of days earlier for my approval?

Yeah, I think so.

But, you know, our deadline's not for another week, right?

Yeah, I know, it's just that I wanted to have time to check last minute details.

So, do you think they could get it ready by, say, tomorrow?

Um, yeah, I mean, we could try.

Thanks. Okay.

It's after eight.

Yeah, just-just tidying up a few loose ends.

Goodnight, Ben.


She went to work?

Yeah, and look at the time.

Who works overtime when you're dying?

Shouldn't she be out making her last wishes come true?

No, she's-no she's got that, what's that word that she always says about me because I passed out at that party and she said I was drunk and I was just sleeping?


Last straw.

That's two words.


Denial, yes, yes.

Denial, she's in denial.

But maybe you're overreacting.

You said yourself if they find out that the brain tumour is benign when they do the surgery on Monday, they may be able to cut it out, do a little radiation if necessary and she could be fine.

Doctor said he wanted her to be ready.


I don't think I can do this.

I'm feeling dizzy all the time and I-

I can't find a pulse.

Dad, this isn't about us.

You know, it's kind of about us, too, isn't it?

We have to help her.

Help her what?

Help her be ready.

Well, she-she says she is ready.

You're living your life, and then someone says you could die on Monday.

Who could be ready? Think about it.

No, I'm trying not to think about it.

I'm no good at denial.

That's-that's why I drink!

Well, she's supposed to avoid stress.

We have to be the strong ones.


I can be strong.

Hey. Hi, guys.


Oh, darling, I'm sorry I'm late, just finalizing this massive project at work.

Okay, Mom, you sit down, I can-I can take this.

Do you want a pillow?

Stop fussing.

I don't actually think I'm going to die.

Well, I'll-I'll-I'll-I'll get you a pillow for your feet.

I don't want any. I'll get two pillows.

Want any pillows. Three pillows.

And then if you change your mind...

The doctor said it was a possibility.

He didn't say dig a grave.

Mom, I have some news that I think will make you really happy.

Your paper on gender and the anti-nuclear movement is being published?

Way better than that.

The university have offered you that research position?

Oh my god, Kaitlyn. Even better.

I'm in love.


Yeah, I know.

But he's wonderful.



Of course, he.

Oh my god.

Did you think I was a lesbian?

No, of course I didn't.

What? You were the one who told me that high heels are bad for your back, and you said have standards, don't just fall for any guy who comes along.

I know, honey. It's just that- it's just that if you had been a lesbian, I would've been fine with that.

Lesbians get fewer STDs, no unwanted pregnancies.

Not that I don't think you would make a wonderful mother in the distant future.

But, hey.

So, you're in love!

With a man, yay!

What's he like?

Well, he's a writer.

Oh, shit.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

He's nothing like- and I-I know you won't have time to meet him this- this week, but I'm-

I'm sure you'd love him.

I have time.


Shouldn't you be flying to Machu Picchu?

Machu Picchu?

Yeah, remember when we- we made you go to Disneyland?

You kept saying that you'd always dreamt of going to Machu Picchu and here you were in fucking Disneyland.

Well, that was years ago, and I'm not going anywhere.

Well, you know what I mean.

I would love to meet him.

I just want you to see what an amazing job you did as a mother.

Zoe's got that fantastic new career, and I found my soulmate.

What shall I read?


A good 899 pages.

It's too long.

I know what I don't want to read.

What's the shortest?

Hi, I was ah...

You know, I'd quite like to ah...

I mean, if you would, um.

I know we haven't, uh, been doing it much lately, uh, which is probably my fault, but um.

You know, my back's a lot better, and um, I just don't want you to die wishing you'd had more sex, which is apparently quite common.

At the same time, I don't want you to think that I'm the kind of man who would force a dying woman to-

And it's not because, uh, I'm facing the fact that I might have to spend the rest of my life without sex.

No, no, no, no.

That's-that's, no.

No, this is- this is really just not about me.

No, so-

I'm just letting you know that, uh, anytime you want, I am available, not now, I would guess, from your face.

You know, that's fine, you read your book.

That's fine, that's fine.

But, uh, anytime in the next

24, 48 hours, I'm here for you.

Also 72 hours.

How many nights home do you have left?

Four. Four!

Four, that's loads of time, four.

Yeah, or-or-or cuddles.

Cuddles, too, all the cuddles you want.

And if the cuddles lead to sex, yay!

You are the love of my life.

How dare you come here?

Why, I had to come.

You did not have to come.

Our daughter needed me.

She's been sobbing all the way here on the plane.

Zoe's here? Of course Zoe's here.

Oh god, Kaitlyn must have called her.

She's gone straight to bed.

She said you'd need your sleep but-

So you crawl into my bed?

You're still a beautiful woman, Gracie.

I am calling a cab.

You need to go to a hotel.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not leaving.

Never again, never.

Grace, are you speaking?

Uh huh.


Hi. Yeah, hi, Tom.


Uh, I heard voices, but uh- well, I didn't expect to see you.

Really, Tom? Really?

Yeah, yeah.

Really, yeah.

Congratulations on the new novel.

I haven't had a chance to read it yet, but they said on the radio you might win a second Tolstoy Prize.

Why on earth would I want to talk about my book.

Gracie has a brain tumour!

Yeah, I don't really read your books.

I was just being polite.

Well, I don't think now is the time for politeness, Tom.

So I'm just gonna come right out and say this, okay?

I'm gonna win Grace back.

Tom, I think you need to go to bed.

No, you need to avoid unnecessary stress.

Please, please, please, go to bed.

I'll deal with this.

Because I think that needs an answer.

No, I will answer it for you. Well, I was going to say-

No, I know what you're gonna say, darling.

We have been married forever.

Not forever.

Yeah, and I'm not that predictable.

I could, theoretically, still surprise you.


No, you couldn't.

Please, go to bed.

Are you sure? Yes, I'll see you later.

Bye, sweetheart.

Okay, well, I'm just upstairs.

So, what was he gonna say to me?

I don't care.

I would say the same thing to you if Tom were not my husband.

If the only husband I had ever had was a lying little shit who cheated on me when I had a newborn baby!

Why are you exaggerating?

She wasn't newborn, she was six months old.

This is insane.

You know, I might surprise you all and live.

That would be fantastic.

Well, wouldn't you only want me because I'm dying?

If you thought you were stuck with me for the rest of your life, you never would have got on that plane in London.


I've changed.

Well, I haven't.

I still hate you and I want you out of my house by the time I get up in the morning, do you understand?

Unless you want to be the first to die.

I can read Middlemarch.

I'm smart.

I read fast.

Why not?

Did you tell him what I was gonna tell him?

Go to sleep.

I'm gonna start with chapter one.

Did you tell him I love you?

Yeah, yeah.

Skip the prelude.

So is he leaving?


Brooke had the kind of beauty-

Yeah, he's leaving.

Of course, he's leaving.

So, what's for breakfast?

"This is very kind of you," said Dorothea, looking up at Mr. Casaubon with delight.

"It is noble. After all, people may have some vocation"-

You made him breakfast in bed?

You never made me breakfast in bed.

It's for Zoe.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Carry on.

You're still here?

Thought you would've gone by now.

Oh, Mom.

Everything's gonna be okay.

No, that's not what Kaitlyn said.

I'm sure they can cut the whole thing out.

I need to have a little bit of radiation.

It'll be fine.

I'm just sorry that you had to leave your great new job in London and come home.

I've got to go to work because the model has arrived for the new project.

You're going to work?


Which goes to show what a little fuss about nothing this all is.


Go back to sleep.

Oh, Mom.

I brought dad with me.

Is that okay?


The more, the merrier.



I'm off.

You're going to work?

Of course, I am.

I'm not the jerk who makes loads of money writing pretentious, self-serving lies about someone I used to be married to.

Speaking of which, I expect you to be gone by the time I get home.

I have only written about our marriage in my first novel.

Which won one of the biggest prizes in the world.

It's still in print, a modern classic.

They teach it in schools.

But nobody knew that was based on you.

The fragile but brilliant hero's neurotic first wife named Kelly?

As in Grace Kelly?

Everybody knew!

I don't have time for this in so many ways.

Richard, please, let this be our final goodbye.

The man who makes dying feel like an easier option.

You're not really going to work?

I am going to work.

Nah, you've got a secret life.

A rendezvous with a lover. I've got a meeting at 10.


Is this really who you've become?

The kind of person that goes to the office when they're dying?

I don't actually think I am dying.

Yeah, you know what, you may be, and on Monday.

And, just look at you.

What? I-

I like my suit.

I'm not talking about your suit.

You're not afraid! Why not?

Don't tell me how I feel.

I always know how you feel.

The great genius at work.

How am I feeling now, Richard?

Do the words, fuck you, come to mind?

And not in a good way.

You know, you're right.

We should've just done it then.

Done what?


What are you doing?

Do you remember when our marriage was falling apart, we were walking down some street in Islington, and you started crying?

And you said that you didn't want to be one of those little people who gets married and divorced, and married and divorced, you wanted to be a big person with one great love, and if we were gonna be petty little people with little lives then why don't we just lie down in the middle of the road until some kind bugger ran over us and put us out of our misery?

Did I ever really think love was that important?

God, I was so young.

Love is that important.

Get up!

Don't do this!

I've only got four days to live, and I don't have time to save your worthless life.

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Finish your breakfast.

I heard yelling.

Yeah, sure.

I'll see you tonight.

Yeah, okay.

I love you.

Oh, Grace?

Do we have any of those muffins?

Yeah, I-I think we got one left in the fridge.

Okay, thanks.

And you still love me.

So, how long in the microwave?

Uh, just about 30 seconds.

Yeah, yeah, thank you.

Get run over, I'm going to work.

How can you go to work?

'Cause it's a big project for me.

I spent ages on this.

And now I've missed my bus.

I'm gonna be late for my meeting, you bastard!

I know why you're not afraid.

You're not afraid because you're already dead.

Well, I'm here to bring you back to life!

Well, wouldn't that be cruel under the circumstances?


Let's do it.



There's the pond.

And the playground.

No units smaller than 243 square feet.

This is the biggest project I've ever been lead architect on, and so much work has gone into it and we really gave it our all.

Just look at it.

The little cars and the little people.

Months of work.

And it's... it-it...

It's shit.


You okay?


Yeah, no, I'm fine.

'Cause you-you seem kind of, um, you know, different.

No, no, no, same old Grace.

You know, if anything's happening, you can tell me, right?

'Cause I'm your friend.


I knew it.


Tell me everything.

I am a little bit distracted, because I, uh...

I've got...

I've got-I've got-

I've got a house guest.


Oh, you know what?

That explains everything.

'Cause I had my in-laws visiting last month, and I could not wait for that to end.

Okay, is that on Tom's side of the family?

Uh, more mine.

Right, but I thought your parents were gone and then you're an only child.

Yeah, actually, it's my first husband.

Oh, Richard Feekery.

So, Richard Feekery is in your house right now.

I love his books.

Stolen Dreams is magnificent, 'cause, like, he just understands women and those sex scenes, come on.

You must have bonked your brains out when you were married to him.

Okay, if I were you, I would sneak into his bed in the middle of the night and have my way with him.

'Cause you only live once, right?


'Cause I'm thinking about it, I can't help it.


Is it hot in here?

It's hot, let's open a window.

Thank you for letting me know.

Yeah, her Tolstoy Prize winning ex is visiting from London.

Some girls don't know how lucky they are.

So, last night I told her that my life is going great.

Is it?


And you should do the same because she can't die in peace if she's worried that we're losers.

So you agree?

That we're not losers? I don't know.

I think that it's a little bit early to tell.

We still have a lot of life to live, look at-

Do you agree that we should help her die in peace?

Of course I do.

Then why did you tell your father?

They were married.

When they were very young.

And then they were divorced.

He's like the first guy you ever kissed at some stupid birthday party in somebody's basement.

Like, who even remembers him?

Kenny Slitzer.

He was wonderful.

She's supposed to avoid stress.

He said that he wants to be there at her bedside when it happens.

That is the definition of inappropriate.

He said that she's the love of his life.

My dad is the love of her life, or she wouldn't have left your dad for my dad, right?

I guess.

And if someone is the love of your life, then by definition you are the love of their life too.

I don't know.

Our soulmates can't have different soulmates.



Yeah, you're right because then life would just be too sad.


Hi, Tom. Yeah, Dad?

I've thought of something that'll make your mom really happy.

I knew you would.


Oh, shit.

"We are not afraid of telling over and over again how a man comes to love a woman and be wedded to her".

You're still here?

Of course I'm still here.

And suspiciously alone.

Please don't tell me you murdered my husband just to have a subject for your next potboiler.

Nah, they've gone to get pizza.

But, I think it's supposed to be like a big surprise.

I love pizza.

Richard, let me say this gently.

Get the fuck out of my house.

I've missed you so much.

I never should have left you.

You didn't leave me.

I left you.

Or at least I threw your clothes out of the window and changed the locks.

We could have worked things out.

I don't think so.

Things weren't quite the same after a drunk woman rang me to tell me she was fucking my husband, it just somehow took the sparkle out of our marriage.

I don't know why, it just did.

I was an asshole.

Finally we agree on something.

But you should have waited for me to stop being an asshole instead of getting yourself knocked up by Tom.

Tom saved my life.

If you hadn't got pregnant, you never would have divorced me.

Why do women always get pregnant at such inopportune times, it should only happen when the stars are aligned and true love is present, not when the condom breaks.

Kaitlyn was not an accident.

Okay, well, yes, she was.

She was the best accident that ever happened to me.

You never regret children, you only regret the men that fathered them.

You only slept with him for revenge.

Loneliness, lust, revenge, rank them.


It was so long ago and, and now I'm happily married and dying.

Not the best time to start dating your ex.

And then you moved here because you still loved me and you didn't want to be tempted.

I did not move to Toronto because of you.

Oh yes, you did.

I did not.

But now I'm here and I love you, too.

You don't know what love is.

It requires to occasionally think about someone else.

You only think about the ever fascinating Richard Feekery.

Tom is a real person.

Tom knows what love is.

I know what love is.

Pizza time!

You know, this wine you bought, Richard, it goes really well with pizza.

It's a Chablis Grand Crus, 1987.

Yeah? Is it? Well, I think I'll just have a little drop more.

Oh, come on, everyone, stop looking so depressed.

There's no reason to give up hope.

I believe in miracles.

And-and doctors can be wrong.

Do you know 40% of hospital stays have at least one incident of medical malpractice?

That's true.

That's very reassuring.

Thank you.

Yeah, it's not what the doctor said.

It's-I just have a bad feeling about this.

And you know, I'm a little psychic.

Remember, I had that dream about the dog, and then the following week, the next door neighbour's dog was run over by a police car.

And then last summer, I kept saying, something bad is gonna happen, something bad's gonna happen, and-and then they had that earthquake in Argentina.

Darling, it's so nice to see you.

I want a blow-by-blow account of your new job.

Zoe has her new career, and I found the perfect guy.

You did a great job, Mama.

We're winners!


You're in love?


Let me give you some advice.

I don't like advice.

This is good advice.

Especially from you.

You're just my sister's father, which is bad enough.

I just want to be normal.

You got to grow up with your mom and your dad.

I was always being schlepped back and forth to England on a plane.

You think it's been fun seeing the disappointment on people's faces when I say, no, I'm not the famous Richard Feekery's daughter?

People pay a lot of money for my opinions.

I don't believe in a market economy.

Neither do I, but it'd be stupid not to cash the cheques, right?

And this advice might change your life.

I get wiser every year.

I don't want my life changed.

Richard, leave Kaitlyn alone, she doesn't like advice.

And anyway, you're not wise, you've just got a nice prose style.

If this man you love does something to hurt you, give him another chance.

Oh god!

Don't change the locks and throw his clothes out of the window.

We're not living together.

What are you even talking about?

I am talking about your mother shutting me out of her life instead of giving me another chance and therefore ruining all our lives.

Well, if my mom had thought that way, I wouldn't exist.

I'd be an only child.

I wouldn't.

Well, then I'd be alive, but I'd be eating pizza somewhere else.

It's not important.

Nothing is important but my Gracie.

Where were we?

Please don't go back to where we were, please, please.

Maybe some things aren't meant to be discussed while eating pizza.

She doesn't like being called Gracie.

She prefers Grace.

She doesn't like being called Gracie by other people because Gracie was my pet name for her.

She has wonderful memories of being called Gracie.

Intimate memories, passionate memories.

Memories that she doesn't want tarnished by newer less significant husbands calling her Gracie.

Horrible memories.

Like this one right now.



Uh, no, no, I'm in Canada.

I flew home last night because- um-


Yes, I know where my dad is.

He's sitting right next to me.

Oh, fuck.

She can hear you.

I can hear you, yes.

Yeah, uh huh.

I know, I know.

What-what can I say?

Uh huh.

Yeah, well.

Do you want to know why?

Do you want to know why?

Because she is the love of my life.

That's why.

"She was humiliated to find herself a mere victim of feeling, as if she knew nothing except through that medium".

Just cleaning out the fridge.


Hey, I'm not the stupid husband, Gracie.

I'm the smart one.


And you were always telling me I wasn't good enough.

Why didn't you give me a call when you lowered your expectations?

Don't say things like that about Tom.

Where were you all those nights he was looking after the girls while I was finishing my degree?

Oh, yeah, I was just obsessing about my writing.

You mean, fucking.


I'm just too tired for another middle of the night argument.

Look, if I really am dying, can't you let me die in peace?


Just tell me you don't still hate me.

Too exhausted to hate anyone.

If you're so tired, why don't you go to sleep?

Because you're afraid you're not gonna wake up?

You got something on your face.

No, no, there.

Oh, jeez, I'll get it.


I haven't got anything on my face.

It's just your excuse to get near me.

You can't blame me for trying.

I mean, it's not over 'til it's over.

Yeah, it's not a football match, it's my life.

And mine.

I'm so glad that you kissed me.

Because I feel absolutely nothing.

No regrets, no what ifs.

We were right to split up. You can go home now.

You don't feel nothing.

You look really disappointed.

What did you expect, for it to play like a sex scene in one of your novels?

The sensitive but manly hero kisses her, she can't resist, who could, at the touch of those magic fingers.

She's writhing in ecstasy.

"Take me, baby!

Right here on the kitchen floor."

Yeah, alright, Gracie, you know I hate this, don't do that.

Just one last fuck from the literary genius so I can die a truly satisfied woman.

Would you stop it, alright?

Unzip those pants, baby, and show me something really worth dying-

Right, that's it. I'm just going to bed.

Jam yesterday, jam tomorrow, and finally, jam today.

And you're the smart wife.

You just outmaneuvered me, didn't you?

Do you think you could clear all this up?

I-I would but, hey, I'm dying.

Don't throw away our last chance, Gracie.

Your last chance came and went years ago, honey.

So, Mom's happy you're in love.


She's meeting him tomorrow.

Maybe I could meet someone too.

You don't have much time.


Boys love me.

It can't just be a hookup.

But what if I think it's forever and then we break up after-

It's not like she's gonna know.

I better get to work.

It's almost noon, Dad.

Yeah, it's just I don't feel like working.

I don't know how your mom is managing it.

I thought you were all going out.

She should be flying to Machu Picchu.

I'll never forgive myself for making her go to Disneyland instead.

You were eight.

It's not your fault.

Tom should have known better.

I would have taken her to Machu Picchu.

Ah, come on.

Everybody loves Disneyland.


You remember me videoing you dancing with Goofy?

Da-dada-da da.


Yeah, we had a great time.

Well, apart from the food poisoning.


Do any of you have a ladder?

Uhhh, yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

You asked for this?

Oh, thank you, yeah.

Just leave it there.

Are you sure you're okay, Grace?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Machu Picchu.

I went there.

Did you?

I just went to Disneyland.

Architecture 101.

Well, maybe you're right.

We're in a bit of a rut.

We could use some inspiration.

Or depressing reminder of what failures we've become.

But they're beautiful.

Hey, hey, careful.

You don't want to black out again.

I'll let you take that.


You need to come home.

I'm busy.

It's an emergency.

Is it what you would consider an emergency or what I would consider an emergency?

Well, at this stage in your life, everything's an emergency.

Tell me what it is or I'm not coming.

We need to talk over some things about Zoe.

You wouldn't be using our daughter as part of a lame scheme to seduce me, would you?

Of course, not. Jesus!

What do you think I am? My god.


Oh, sorry.

I'm sorry I-

I apologize.

Alright, I'm coming.

Come upstairs.


Thank you so much.

I could really use a drink.

What happened to the bed?

Was there a window open or something?


You know when Grace left you, how did you survive?

What are you doing home?

Oh, yeah.

I cancelled all the classes, I just...

I was just not concentrating.

I keep thinking about-

I keep thinking...

I keep thinking...

I just don't think I can live without her.

Can I have some more champagne?


I'm back.

Come upstairs.

If this is like the time I came to pick up Zoe and you had sent her to a friend's house and covered the bed with rose petals to remind me of the time we had sex in the garden, I'll be really pissed off.



It's going to be okay.

It's alright.

You'll get through this, buddy.

Was nice, though, that time in the garden.

Could I have a little more champagne, please?

Thank you.

Maybe that's enough, huh?

Yeah. Yeah.

And so, we meet again.


I sincerely hope this is an illusion caused by your brain tumour.

Yes, let's be civilized, shall we?

We'll drink champagne and deal with this like grownups.

We are grownups.

Do grownups steal other women's husbands, Gracie?

Yes they do, some of them.

As you should know.

And I don't intend stealing anyone's husband.

And please, Tamara, don't call me Gracie.

I told you she didn't like that.

Look, alright, I'll handle this, Gracie.

If he loved you he wouldn't have left you for me.

He did not leave me.

That was in his novel.

In real life, I kicked him out.

You kicked him out because he was in love with me.

And I knew you'd want your revenge one day.

So now you want him back.

Well, over my dead body.

If it's dead bodies we're talking about, I think I might just have the advantage here.

Excuse me.

Could somebody offer me a glass of champagne, please?

I'm the one who's just got off the plane.

I will, and um, I'll have one myself.

Thank you, Ted.

It's Tom.

I want you to know that none of this is directed at you.

No, no, no. I didn't think it was, no.

Richard kind of trails chaos after him.

Do you know what he said to me on the phone last night?

What my husband said to me.

He said that Gracie was the love of his life.

Do you know how much that hurt me?

I don't need another love of my life.

I already have one.

Who needs two?

He's not the love of your life.

She just said I was.

The point is, Richard is all yours.

Don't try and use reverse psychology on me.

We can all do that.

Richard's yours, go on.

Take him!

Nice champagne, isn't it?

Yeah, it is, isn't it?

I flew economy.

A woman like me should never fly economy.

They offered me water to drink like I was a peasant.

I don't mean to make this situation any worse than it already is Then I'll just call a cab.

But I would just like to clear up a couple of points that have been made, two points.

Yeah, or you could just leave.

First, I do not trail chaos behind me.

Okay, yes, I used to.

But it's been many years since I've trailed chaos.

So stop judging me on the man that I used to be.

And yes, I'm here because I love Gracie.

I'm not ashamed of that.

I'm ashamed of leaving her for this lunatic.

Oh, go ahead, stab me in the heart, why don't you, you bastard!

Richard, that's completely uncalled for, and to your own wife.

You're such a gentleman, Ted.

Right, and that's the second point.

Yes, Tamara is technically speaking still my legal wife, but it has been many years since we have lived under the same roof, and even longer since we've slept together.

You swore till death do we part.

Yeah but I made the same vows to Gracie when we got married, so I don't think that's a winning point for your side of the argument.

The last person you said it to is the one that counts.

No, no, no, no.

Surely, the first is the binding pledge that seals the deal, right?

No, no, no, she doesn't get to win by dying first.

That's cheating.

Yeah, I think we're all a little bit off topic here.

Now, can I book someone a hotel?

How dare you tell me to go to a hotel.

That is not an insult.

I will pay.

No, I'm not going to a hotel and leaving my husband here to fuck you.

I will not fuck your husband, I promise.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, if there's anything like that going on, as Gracie's husband and the official love of her life, I'll be taking care of it.

Oh my god.

I just wish I stayed in the office today.

Why were you at the office?

You told me she was dying.

No, no, no, no, she is dying.

It's the end of my world.

You poor darling man.

No, no, no, you finish the champagne, darling, it'll help.

Go on.

Yeah, it's probably a good idea.

Please, Tom, no more.

Give it to me.

He wants a glass of champagne!

Listen, I bought the champagne-


Zoe, darling!

Come and give your stepmommy a hug.

And Kaitlyn, look at you, all grown up.

Come on, I want a hug from you, too.

Come on. Uh, oh, okay.

Did you fly all the way from London to see my mother before she-


Oh yes, yes.

I couldn't let her um, depart without seeing her one last time.

Your mother and I have a lot more in common than you girls realize.

So many memories.

And I'm staying here right till the very end.

Sofa's fine.

Well, I'm not sleeping with her.

I've slept in all kinds of places.

Oh, I'm sure you have, Tamara!

Though not in a hotel, apparently.

I like being right in the middle of things, where I can see everything, and hear any noises up above.

Maybe I should go to a hotel.

Oh hi, you're awake.

I was just having a look around.

Nice place.

Do you own it?


Well, I see you put Richard right next door.

It's just because it's Kaitlyn's old room.

Are you really dying?

It's possible.

It's always possible, darling.

I'm not a well women myself.

The doctor said to get ready.

Ready for what?

Oh god.

Oh god to die, sorry.


That's not good when they say that, is it?


It's nice.

You happy with whatsisname?



Of course we're happy.

Well, I don't know what is happy.

Okay, so it's just a marriage like other people's marriages.

No, I wouldn't say that.

He's a good man.

Is he?

Yeah, well, it can be enough in a man at our age, can it?

How did you meet?

I really don't want to go into all that right now.

Oh come on, Grace, please.

I'm interested.

Okay, if you really want to know.

I do.

My husband was shacked up with another woman.

And I was at a grocery store and I couldn't stop crying, 'cause I had hardly any money, and the groceries were really heavy and my baby wouldn't stop screaming.

And this really nice man helped me home.

And the next day he turned up with his toolbox to fix a window that I didn't even know was cracked.

Always love a man with a toolbox.

It was a horrible winter, as you may recall, in so many ways.


So one night, you drank too much wine, slept with a nice toolbox man, and ended up pregnant.

Now wait-

I didn't know what he was gonna say, we hardly knew each other.

Yeah, well, that's always an awkward situation, isn't it?

Yeah, but he was ecstatic.

Really wanted to be a dad, and to Zoe, too And Richard-

Yeah, well, Richard was away with you.

Screaming and fucking and throwing shoes at each other.

So you know, maybe you were the lucky one.

Maybe except the brain tumour thing, you know.

Yeah, maybe even that, Grace.

It's not like getting old is any fun, is it?

Particularly in the circles I move in.

Men buzz around you like flies.

Next thing you know, they're chatting up some 19-year-old and you're on the corner drinking alone.

I tell you what.

It's been so nice having Zoe for company while she tried out that new job.

You've been a fantastic stepmother, and I really appreciate that.

If you ask me, they should never have fired her.

If they didn't have security cameras they'd never even known she'd had sex on a desk.


Oh god.

I mean, honestly.

Who wants to live in a world where you can't make love on your desk if the opportunity arises?

Richard really missed her when you moved here, you know.

I never wanted a baby of my own.

Who wants to clean up somebody's shit?

Now I wonder, you know, who's gonna clean up my shit when I'm old?

Maybe that's why people have babies.

You clean their shit, they clean yours.

When I was young I used to think there'd be people lining up to clean my shit.

That I'd be mourned by millions when I died.


What did you think you'd be?



Eva Peron, that was the life.

But, you know, sometimes your dreams don't come true, do they?

Some people meet Juan Peron and I meet Richard Feekery.

Don't get me wrong.

Wife of a Tolstoy Prize winner is nice, but you don't get as much as people think.

If only he'd won the Nobel.

Zoe might clean up your shit when the time comes.

You have given her some seriously nice birthday presents.

She's easy to love, isn't she?

Not like her father.

Well, he's pretty easy to love, too.

Yes, I remember.

Yes, I bet you do.

I didn't mean it like that.

Listen to me, Grace.

All this shit about you being his true love is batshit crazy and I know batshit crazy.

I was his true love, which is why he left you and Zoe for me.

It's okay we don't live happily ever after, but, frankly, who does?

So if you want one last fling, just find somebody else.

I don't want one last fling.

Of course you do.

We all want one last fling.

I want one last fling and I'm not even dying, so, I'm not judging you, I'm just saying, please, just find a different man.

Hm? What?

What's happening?

Just checking your wife isn't fucking my husband.





Yeah, night.

That was nice of her.



Thanks, Tyler.

Hi. Hi.

24/7, walking distance from my house, and surprisingly good coffee made by my friend, Tyler, here.

An insomniac's dream.

Did my text wake you?

Uh, yeah.

The ping surprised me.

I can't remember the last time I got a text in the middle of the night.

Did it wake Terry?

No, I left her a note, said I had to go into the office.

Something unexpected.

This could have waited till morning.

But you wanted to tell me now.


This is gonna sound horribly melodramatic, but um,

I may be dying.

And I don't mean I may be mortal.

I mean, on Monday.


The blackout?


I felt woozy a few times, I fell once but, I just thought that I was tired and clumsy.

They can't do a biopsy 'cause it's in too deep so they just have to cut open my skull and see what they can find.

I might be fine after surgery.

Or I might wake up and not be myself anymore.

Or I might never wake up.

It's big.

But you might be okay.


But the doctor said to get ready.


Yeah, I don't want pity.

That's why I haven't told people, I hated it when my first husband immortalized me as the pathetic, abandoned wife.

But I want you to know that my files are all in order.

A few messy odds and ends, but nothing that you can't figure out.

I must remember to email you my password.

And the Millwood Project.


You've seen the model.

It's as good as the clients want it to be.

And as for my shares, well, I have a will.

It's only 10% of the company.

Don't worry, Tom knows that they're not worth very much.




This is embarrassing but I think it needs to be said.

You mean-

This means that we'll-



There was that time.

We almost.

Just a kiss.

We didn't even do that.

But if we had.

Might not have stopped with a kiss.

Maybe that's why we didn't.


Who knows?

Who knows?

But if we both-

Weren't married.



And if we did it now?

That would just be damaging your marriage for no reason and we're not gonna do that.

Other people would.

We're not other people.

Well I'm not sure my marriage will last, anyway.

I've said all I had to say.

Now you must go home now.

I do not want Terry to worry.

Let me drive you home.

Doesn't look like a genius to me.

Did you sleep with him?

None of your business.

You're right.

But I didn't, because I'm not that kind of girl.

My sweet Gracie.

How will I live without you?

"Oh, you are a wise man, are you not?

You know all about life and death.

Advise me. Think what I can do."



I-I vowed to myself that I'd finish Middlemarch bef-

Oh, darling, maybe you're a little optimistic.

So there's always your next life.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

I don't know.

It's a huge question, isn't it?

What happens next? Is it-

Is it nothingness? Is it something?

But without our bodies do you think we're really, truly ourselves?

Or is the concept of an afterlife just a lie in order to avoid the terror of obliteration?

I've always felt I was Cleopatra.

Of course you did.

Hi. Hi.

This is him. Who?

My true love.

Oh, yes, yes.

He's cute.

Very cute. Yes, very cute.

What's he like in bed?

It doesn't say.

What do you mean what doesn't say?

The dating website.

But, he has very liberal views and he loves dogs.

Oh, he also likes horror movies.

Mom, I have 238 potential matches.

You don't have to find your true love today.

I know, but Kaitlyn already has.

And honestly guys have always liked me more than Kaitlyn.

Well, I thought she was a lesbian.

I know.

No, sadly, neither of my daughters are lesbians.

Oh, I couldn't live without penises.

Have they got any men my age?

Yes. No, no, no, actually, don't look, it'll be too depressing.

They all want girls your age.

Zoe, take my advice.

Find a good man when you're young, hold on tight.

If he bores you later, just fuck someone on the side.

Zoe, darling, I'm going to go meet Kaitlyn's alleged true love.

Let's meet later for a cup of coffee to discuss your future.

Just-just you and me, okay?

Okay. Sweetheart.


Oh, he's cute!

Okay, I'm gonna have breakfast with Kaitlyn and then some coffee with Zoe.

I'll be back by lunch.

Don't worry, I'll bring something-

Yeah, wrong husband.

I have Darling, I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Zoe's just told me that you check into the hospital tomorrow.

Yeah, at four.

Ah, so, what time do they operate?

First thing Monday morning.

So tonight's your uh, last night to do uh, whatever it is you want to do.


Yes, it is.

Yes, it is.

Thank you.


He's late.

Maybe I should call him.

He's always turning his cellphone off.

He says it makes it too hard for him to concentrate on his writing.

Why don't you expand your research into a book?

Then people will read you even after you're dead and you'll be immortalized as yourself rather than as the lies that other people write about you.

I'm just so in love with him.

It's like I'm brain dead, but in a good way.

Like, you know, how you used to feel for Dad.

And you can travel.

You and Zoe could go to Machu Picchu.

Please, Kaitlyn, you-

There he is!

Hey. Hi.

Hi. It's so good to see you.

So you're the slut who's sleeping with my husband!

She's old enough to suck your dick, she's old enough to meet your wife!

Kaitlyn's mom, I presume.

Pleased to meet you, both.

What, your little whore isn't allowed out without a grownup? Darla, don't-

I swear, Mom, I didn't know he was married.

I didn't know.

So you're not just a slut, you're a stupid slut.

I was going to tell you, then everything just kept happening so fast, especially with the news.

What news?

Her mother is dying.

You're dying? Possibly.

Kaitlyn told me probably.

It is probably.

Your mother says possibly.

She's in denial.

I'm not in denial.

She's in denial about being in denial.

Kaitlyn told me probably, she said she wanted her mother to meet me before she died, said it was really important.

So I didn't think it was a good time to say that I was married.

It is not my husband's job to make your mom's dying wish to see her loser daughter find a man come true.

I never said that.

I actually would have preferred her to meet a woman.

It wasn't even like that.

Will told me I was his soulmate.

He was just trying to fuck you, you idiot.

Have you taught her nothing?

It wasn't just about-

I-I thought that-

She's Richard Feekery's step-daughter.

The man is a goddamn genius, okay?

No, no, he's my half-sister's father.

He's not my step-father, it's different.

But I didn't think I would have to decide so fast and that suddenly she's dying, and then-

What about that guy from the gym?

This is not about the guy from the gym.

Oh, okay, so you could just sleep with whoever you want-

Kaitlyn, I think we should leave.

Nice to meet you both.


Kaitlyn, come on.

This is why I don't date.

I thought it went really well.


Yes, it could have been so much worse.

I nearly ripped Tamara's face off.

That chapter in Dad's book was true?


I thought we were Dante and Beatrice and we were just a tweet.

Oh my god, there's so much I haven't taught you.

That hysterical young woman was right.

Never trust a man who won't spend the night.

You know, you are both so young.

You're gonna make many mistakes which you can't even imagine, but it will all settle down, I promise.


When do you find the job that you're gonna love more than any other job?

And the man that we love more than any other man?

Or woman.

That's not happening, Mom.

We have to let it go.

God, I had such a crappy job.

But I used to walk past this beautiful building and it just made me happy to see it.

Sort of made my day light.

And one day I said to myself, I'm gonna become an architect.

I am gonna build beautiful buildings.

That's nice.

Why didn't you do it?

Why-why-why didn't I do what?

Build beautiful buildings instead of subdivisions?


No, it's alright.

You can ask me anything you want.


You know, I don't think I was good enough.

Did you try?

Of course I tried.

But maybe not hard enough.

Why not?

Well, I wanted you to be well into your thirties before I disillusioned you but I suppose it takes me having a brain tumour for you to actually want my advice.

That's actually true.

So what have I learnt from my life?


Most of us get tired of having wild love affairs full of screaming and pain and getting fired because we had sex on the desk.

We want to grow up, construct a life.

So we have to put ourselves in a box.

We have to choose a career.

We have to commit ourselves to one relationship rather than another.

But sometimes we can't fit all ourselves into the box because people are huge.

We're- we're giants.

We're full of rage and joy and passion and...

Sometimes you start to feel hunched up all the time, like you're in a tiny little prison cell and, and you dream of putting your fist through the box, and you don't want to lose it all and find that you've got no career and no family like those stupid people who never grow up but...

Maybe the box needn't be quite so small.

Maybe sometimes we can just stand up and- and-and shake our fists and shout.

And maybe it won't all come down if we yell, fuck you world, here I am.

Fuck you world here I am!

Fuck you world here I am!

Fuck you world here I am.

She's not answering.

That's odd.

She said she'd be back for lunch.

I'm starving.

Well don't look at me.

I don't cook.

Maybe she's run away to Machu Picchu.

Machu Picchu?

It's an ancient Incan city on a mountain ridge in Peru.

Gracie wanted to go there.

This idiot took her to Disneyland.

Yeah, we had the time of our lives in Disneyland, and I lost three pounds.

No, no, she's probably, you know, just having a nice last day with the girls.

Yeah, let's hope so.

What does that mean?

He's worried her last fuck will be with someone else, aren't you, sweetie?

I've got first dibs on the last fuck.

Ah, I'm going out.

Do you have an appointment to meet her somewhere?


Okay, well, you can go then.

Oh, thanks.

Do you know what I want?

A nice glass of wine.

We don't keep alcohol in the house.

Oh don't you worry about that, my darling, I'm a resourceful woman.

It's never hard for a woman like me to find a drink.

Married men should be required by law to wear wedding rings.

Mom loves beautiful buildings, so she became an architect.

What do I like most?


You don't want to think of that as a profession.


Hey, is your mother here?


Do you know where she is?

Why would I tell you?

You're trying to steal her away from my father.

She has a point, Dad.

Yeah, alright, I shouldn't ask you.

Zoe, where's your mother?

Come on, your loyalty should be to your father.

But Tom did buy me my IPhone, and he took me to the hospital that one time when I fell off my pony, and he was so encouraging when I told him that I wanted to go on safari, and I just... Ah, for fuck's sake.


I'm starving.

Don't look at us, we don't cook.

I cook.

He is a great cook.

I am a good cook.

What do you want?

What are you guys doing?

We're trying to figure out what to do with our lives in case mom isn't around to help us decide.

Alright, well, let's start with an omelette.

I always thought Gracie and I would get back together.

Maybe at Zoe's wedding.

She'd look up as I walked our daughter down the aisle, and we'd kind of just fall into each other's arms.

At my wedding?

Well, that's the great thing about having a kid with someone.

You never completely lose touch with them.

Mom said that that was the worst thing about having a kid with someone.

Oh, I have a text.

Is that your mother?

Oh. What?

It's from Will.

Who's Will?

Does he-does he drive a black Land Rover?

Will is Kaitlyn's married boyfriend whose wife called her a whore in front of Mom.

So awkward.

What did he say?

"Can I C U?

Told D leaving, U R T R L V!"

What a cryptic means of communication.

Oh Dad, it's texting.

Come on, everybody does it.

Well, I don't.

A dog communicates with more elegance.

Alright, go on then, translate.


Will told D, his wife D stands for wife?

Her name is Darla.

What's the point of a code if it's that easy to break?

Will told his wife that he's leaving her because Kaitlyn is his true love.

Maybe he really does love me, maybe all that's happened has just been a bumpy start, that would be so much better than a soul-destroying affair with a lying creep that could destroy my self-esteem forever.

What should I do? Okay-

No, that was a rhetorical question.

No, I've got your answer to it.

There's no way you should be giving a guy like that a second chance.

You told me to forgive him! Remember?

He lives here? Number two?

Yeah, although he never invited me over.

Now I know why.

Maybe we should just leave.

Well, since we have established that he doesn't always tell the truth, we need to determine the facts before I can finalize my advice.

Yeah, I really don't like advice.

You need advice.

Even if I wanted advice, I wouldn't ask my mother's ex-husband.

If the only parental figure in your life is gonna be Tom-

Mom always said that Tom was the sane one.

I've changed!

Why does nobody believe that?

Is this D?

Oh my god!

You're Richard Feekery!

We're here to see W and I don't mean the incompetent ex-president, I'm talking about your current husband.

Will. Will!

I love your books.

Thank you!

I quite like her. Shut up.

Hi... Lyn.

Hi. Hi!

Alright, I used to be a lying married shit myself, so let's not play games, okay?

Haven't got around to telling your wife you're in love with someone else.

Well, we've all been there.

But bringing your wife along to meet your future mother-in-law who's dying, I'm sorry, but that's crossing the line, even for me.

But, thanks to a flippant remark I made while thinking of no one but myself, this sweet, wonderful, stubborn young woman is hoping that one day this will be a look back and laugh anecdote.

Which brings us to this.

Are you really planing on leaving your wife?

And I mean in the packing and seeing a lawyer sense, not in the daydreaming while you're horny sense.

I um...

He lied to me again.

I am so stupid!

Don't let this schmuck see that you're upset, alright?

Show D the insincere letters of the alphabet.

That woman who loves my books should know what kind of man she's married to.

You were gonna spend your entire life regretting this.

You bastard!

Trust me, I know.

Come on, girls.

Let's get out of here.

And D, can I give you some advice?

Do you take advice? Yes, please.

Advice from Richard Feekery!

See, someone who takes advice.

D, you have lovely eyes.

There are better men than W who would just die for a woman with eyes like yours.

That's my advice.

Good day.

I knew I should have done more active parenting.

Your mother never thought I'd be any good at it.

If I was that wrong about him, how am I ever gonna be sure I've found my real true love?

Yeah, tell me about it.

I used to think I loved Tamara more than your mother.

I even wrote a whole book about it.

Kenny Slitzer is way cuter than he is.

Just saying.


The first guy she ever kissed.

I think he may be my true love.

Hasn't seen him since she was 14.

Kaitlyn, I never forgot about him.

He could be your true love.

No, come on, Kaitlyn, he could be.

I mean, it's like I can't stop thinking about your mother even though I've had loads of women.


Well it's kind of easy for a Tolstoy Prize winning author to get laid.

I just befriended him online.

Do you guys want to see?

Sure, darling. He's so cute.

Aw, yeah, he's adorable.

You should send him one of those little alphabetical messages.

You borrowed booze off the neighbours.

I would never have thought of that.

Well, it's a friendly neighbourhood, isn't it?

I thought Toronto would be really boring.

It's actually rather nice, isn't it?


I didn't like it at first um, Grace is the one who wanted to move here.

But uh, it grows on you.

And the Canadians, they're...

They're really polite.

I love this house.

Oh yeah, we fixed it up.

Well, Grace.

Grace fixed it up.

Will you stay here afterwards?


I don't know.

It's big for one.


I wonder if Kaitlyn would move in with me.

No, no, no, you can't ask Kaitlyn, that's not fair.

She's got her own life to live.

Yeah, it's hard to imagine the rest of one's life alone.


Beautiful man like you.

Good job, nice house.

What is it you do again?

I teach uh, at a community college.

An intellectual.

Computer repair and maintenance.

Oh, have to beat them off with a stick.

That's really not how I see myself.

Well, we never see ourselves accurately, do we?

I mean, what's accurate?

The way other people see us or the monster staring back at us in the mirror?

Mom comes here when she can't sleep

'cause it's open all night.

I know.

That's why I picked it.

So that Kenny and I can tell our children that we rekindled our love at their grandmother's favourite cafe.

Shouldn't Zoe meet him alone?


He could be a serial killer.

I mean, he's not gonna put that on his Facebook, is he?

Oh my god.

He's here.


Kenny, hi.

Oh, you look great.

Thank you, so do you.

Ooh, ten bucks says this is a mistake.

You are on. You're on.

Do you- Hey.

Hi, I'm Richard Feekery.

You're not a reader, are you?

Sit down, sit down.

I'm Zoe's dad and this is-

I thought your dad was Tom?

Well, she's got two dads.

Welcome to the 21st century, kid.

What, you want to go back to my parents' day, when married couples had to live together in misery forever because they couldn't get a divorce?

You think that's a better world?


Uh, okay.

And this is Zoe's sister, Kaitlyn.

She's had a tough day.


I remember you from school.


So, go ahead, guys, get reacquainted.



Alright, you're nervous.

And you should be, this is big stuff.

Love, sex, marriage.






Throw in a little alcoholism, sex addiction.

Bankruptcy, suicidal thoughts, regrets so enormous you think you're actually gonna die from the pain.


Yeah, but, but there's nothing like this.

That moment when someone makes your heart skip a beat, and you think anything- anything is possible.

Hi, there.

Got your text.

So, what can I do for you on this your possibly almost last day of your life, Grace?

You're early.

I'm not ready yet.

Can you wait in your office?


I'll call you when I want you.

Do you think that Richard found her?


Or he'd have come back here to see if she came home, wouldn't he?


I was thinking the same thing myself.


If I don't have sex today, and Grace dies and I don't meet someone new because I might not, you know, lots of people don't, and I was never any good at dating, even when I was young, then that means that my final fuck ever was like...

God, I don't even know when it was.

And I'm not even sure that I stayed awake until the end.

And I didn't know it was my last time ever sex, and I really wanted to have good last time ever sex.

Something special, something memorable.

Is that selfish?

No, of course not, darling, we all want a great fuck.

But Grace won't have sex with two men on her last day.


No woman would do that.

I would, but Gracie's always been a bit prissy like that.

Well, just because he found her doesn't mean that they-

You know, maybe they went for a pizza.

She loves pizza.

Well I suppose it depends on what happened last night, doesn't it?

When they snuck out together.

You knew about that, of course.


Oh, they were tiptoeing in, tiptoeing out.

I pretended to snore so they wouldn't think I could hear them.

Of course I don't really snore.

A lady doesn't snore.

I don't think snoring is gender related, I think it's got to do with septums and palates.

No, no, no, darling, stay on the topic, sweetie, your wife and my husband snuck out together.

Look, have some more wine.

You've earned it, come on.


Well, maybe she went to the cafe down the street.

She goes there sometimes, when she has insomnia.

And then maybe Richard followed her, and, and then- she hit him with her purse and she said, "You stay away from me you brute or I'll kill you!"

See, lots of things are possible.

No, don't be naive.

It's not an appealing quality in a man your age.

Of course, she's never cheated on me before.

That you know of.

That I know of.

Well, even if she didn't, dying changes people.

Not always for the better.

Imagine if the world were about to end.

You think people would just fuck their spouses?

Of course not.

Well you really think that my wife is being unfaithful right now at this moment?

When can I look?

Well, but promise me first you won't be too disappointed.

I will not be disappointed.

What do you think?

This your design?

I used some of my ideas from school and the entrance is from my graduate thesis and elements of these.

I know there's a lot of work to be done it'll probably never be built but-

It's good, isn't it?

It's beautiful.

I didn't know you could do that.

Neither did I.

And I've got so many other ideas for a library with a three-storey atrium, and a community centre with an indoor garden, I just-

Better late than never.

Do you think?

Or is it better to die thinking you did the best you could?

I don't really know.

Do you know, I'm not entirely sure he's not a serial killer.

I really wanted to find the love of my life before Mom dies.

Me too.

Yeah, me too.

You really did love her, huh?

Wrong tense, honey.

I mean, I might never have won the goddamn Tolstoy Prize, but if I hadn't shagged Tamara, your mother would never have found Tom and then...

Kaitlyn, now that we've got to know each other a little bit there's something I'd like to say.

Your arrival on this planet may have ruined my life, but you were worth it.

Thank you.

I'm still gonna try and win your mother's heart before it's too late, though.

You'll understand when you've made as many stupid mistakes as we've made and that day will come.

Oh, I don't think so.

I don't think that many.

Well, let's hope not.

Oh, whatever.

I'll be here for you, whatever you need.

Boyfriends punching, job searching, first date chaperone, impractical and unsolicited advice.

I'm your man.


Well, it's getting late.

Yeah, I wonder if your mom is back yet.

No, she didn't want to go out to a restaurant, so she said she'd bring in take-out, we'd dress up and have a nice family dinner at home.

I'm gonna go back to my place to change.

Alright. I'll come with you.

Look, I'll see you guys back at the house, okay?

Okay. Yeah.





Shh shh!

Oh, shit. Shit!

Darling, Gracie's not here.

Tamara, Jesus!

You should be thanking me.

You tell her about this, you get to be her one last true love.


Sorry I'm late.


Oh, hi, are the girls here?

Ah, they'll be here soon.

Ah, great, will you take these into the kitchen, I just need to get changed.

I'd love to but it's my back.

That damn futon. It's killing me.


You've got a bad back.

I've got a brain tumour.

It's fine.

Listen, Gracie, there's something I need to tell you.


No, it's not about-

Please don't tell me you love me, okay?

You're right.

Maybe my life didn't turn out exactly as I would have wanted it.

My work is shit.

My daughters are wonderful but clueless and I-I'm never gonna finish Middlemarch.

But I don't want to think that the whole thing has been a mistake.

Tom might not be the most exciting man in the world, but I know that he really loves me so please just leave me my marriage, okay?

Yeah, babe.

And just...

I'm just gonna go upstairs to get changed.

Hey. No, no, no, no, no.

Just stay in this room a minute. Don't leave the room.

Oh, for God's sake, when will you grow up?!

I've got a surprise for you.


Just stay here.


Promise me?

Stay here? Right? Promise?

Go, go.

You fuckin' assholes.

Alright, listen to me carefully.

This didn't happen, alright?

No one tells Gracie.

But, well I thought you'd want her to know.

Just let her die in peace!

Promise me?

I'm not gonna tell her.

I don't want her to know.

I can make your life hell and you know it.


I won't tell her.

Alright, hurry up.

I can't keep her downstairs forever.

Grace isn't gonna know.

Grace isn't gonna know, thank God.

I really must stop drinking.

What-what's the surprise?


Well, what about it?

Why, I've put on my blue sweater.

You always said you liked me in blue.

Oh my god, I don't believe this.

Look, Grace, wait just a minute.

I've given you enough time and I'd like to see my husband.

There you are!

I missed you.

Have you been drinking?


I'm really, really sorry.

Oh, no, I-I suppose it's understandable.

The circumstances.

I love you!

You do?

Of course I do.

Looks like you lost, Dad.

No one but myself to blame.

This is delicious.

So there are three pavilions, and the whole building is solar panelled.

That sounds amazing.

You know, Mom, I realized that you're right, I can expand my paper and write a book of my own.

I'll introduce you to my publisher.

And I was thinking, I'm gonna take some courses and figure out what I like most.

Academically speaking.

This is a perfect evening.

Are you-

Are sure you don't want us to stay tonight?

No, no, I'm gonna have a quiet evening in with my husband.

Zoe can keep you company, and Tamara can get off the sofa, and we'll all meet up in the morning.

I don't have to be at a hospital till four, so we've got plenty of time.

To Gracie.

The love of our lives.


Well I'll just sit this one out, shall I?

To Mom. Grace.


Oh, I'm so sorry.

I thought you were upstairs.

Just closing down for the night.

I'll be fine in the dark.

You know,

when you came here I was really angry with you.

And Tamara!

But tonight was so great, and the girls seemed close to you and well at least that means that there are more people to help them, you know.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm really glad that you came.

Even Tamara.

Well, she's my daughter's stepmother and I guess that is kind of family.


So, are you-are you- are you coming to bed?

Well, unless that's an invitation, I think I'd rather stay out of earshot of your bedroom for the next little while.

Come in.


I didn't want to say this in front of everyone but, I-I want you to know that I talked to Zoe and she promised to make sure that you won't grow old alone.


Thank you, Grace.

It was so long ago, Tamara, that you and Richard-

We were very different people then.

Were we?

What I want to say is that even though you slept with my husband and it was immortalized into a best selling novel, I-

I actually would like us to be friends.



Yeah. Of course.





Just the two of us.

I love you so much.

If you don't-

If you don't feel well enough-

I feel fine.

Well, I was- just um,

Remember, if you're-

If you're too tired I am not tired.

And even if I was this might be the last chance we have to make love.


Yeah, yeah.

You've been a wonderful husband.

Grace, Grace, Grace, Grace, Grace, Grace!

I really didn't think I was gonna do this, but uh I...

There's something I...

There something I have to confess.

What is it?

Well, I may have been unfaithful.

I know.

You know?


It's okay.

Is it?!

Yeah, it's not great.

Do I wish it hadn't happened, yes, but- when I met you I was at the lowest point in my life and you did everything you could to help me and Zoe even though you weren't her father.

You knew I was still stuck on Richard but you never complained so I think I can cut you a bit of slack and allow you one mistake.

You probably were drinking ahead of the lot.

Yeah, I was, yeah.


So, let's just pretend it never happened.

That's such a relief.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.


How did you find out?

She told me.

She told you?

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

She told you?

Well, she promised she wouldn't.

She never could keep a secret.

No, I guess not.

That was why I accepted the job in Toronto.

It wasn't to get away from Richard, it was to get away from Brenda.

Brenda? Well who...

Oh, Brenda.

You weren't talking about Brenda, were you?

So who were you talking about?


I thought you were having sex with Richard, because Tamara said you had snuck out of the house together last night. I have never cheated on you!

I didn't want to be alone and it was her idea.

I didn't hear you complaining when I had my hands down your pants.

Oh god.

I-I was afraid it would be my last chance to have sex and I really wanted to have a big bang fuck and I- and I'm sorry so can we all go back to bed?

I really don't think we have a problem here.

There is a problem.

Only because of Richard.

Richard? Yeah.

Yeah, Richard, Richard.

It's all Richard's fault.

He's the one you should be screaming at!

How is it Richard's fault?

How is this Richard's fault?

Yeah, because I bet that he-he put you up to the whole thing, didn't he?

To win Grace back.


If Richard was the love of your life, I did a truly horrible, unforgivable thing when I stole him from you.

I really did, it's the worst thing I've ever done.

I don't want you dying with that on my conscience.

Married men, fine.


But you had a baby.

And no money.

And you really, really loved him.

So, sorry, I-I-I don't get this.

You're feeling guilty because you slept with my husband so now you sleep with my other husband.

When he told me all this stuff about you being his true love I thought, you know, he was mad.

So I came here to find out if husband number two was your true love.

And what did I find?

I am her true love.

Your true love doesn't sleep with someone else when you're dying, sweetie.

Yeah, but maybe- Shh!


I wrecked your life.

Didn't I?

The least I could do to make amends was to make sure your last fuck was with Richard.

Not just your last fuck, that's just sex, we're old enough to know how little the old in and out matters. No, it was just that, that he'd be the one holding your hand in the hospital, and that if you live, you get to be together for the rest of your lives.

It makes sense.

And yeah, maybe I'd have someone to look after me, too.

But then, you know, Richard wouldn't tell you that I'd slept with husband number two. Don't know why.



I don't want to see Richard.

I don't want to see anyone.

I just wish I was dead already.

Oh, Grace.

Well, that's the trouble with life, isn't it?

Doesn't always work out the way you plan.

Oh, cheer up, sweetheart.

You still have me.

Hi, Tyler.

Hey, gorgeous.

What are you doing for the rest of your life?

You're a kinder man than you used to be.

Yeah, well, better late than never, ah?

I wish people would stop saying that.

You know, I have to say my feelings are a little bit hurt.

Your feelings hurt?


I was hoping to do better than last man standing.

Tyler, how much would it cost you to leave for an hour and let us lock the door?



At least I won't die horny.

I'm not gonna tell the girls about what Tom did.


I'll just say that he got drunk and had too much of a hangover to leave the bedroom.

They will believe that.

And get rid of Tamara.

I don't care how you do it.

And yes, murder is an option.

So much for dying in peace.

Was I the love of your life?

The love of my life?

Does it really ever matter that much?

We spend so much of our time thinking, does he love me? He doesn't love me.

Do I love him?

But it can't be that only the tiny fraction of people with happy marriages have lives that matter, or else you and I are fucked.

We all die alone, anyway.


You know, if I'm reincarnated, do you know who I hope I can marry in my next life?

I'm afraid to ask.

I do actually think that he was the love of my life.



Yeah, he was a great dog.

Great, great, great dog.

Yeah, I can't compete with Billy.

But did-

You do love me, don't you?

Of course I love you.

Maybe not only you.

Well, when I take you to Machu Picchu Oh, please take the girls to Machu Picchu.

And don't let Tamara live in my house.

Oh my god.

I've forgotten to buy a funeral plot.

Where then am I gonna be buried?

Oh god.

There is still so much to sort out.

Hey, hey.

Richard, I'm not ready.

Come here.

It's alright, it's alright.

You're gonna come through this surgery just fine.


In fact, I'm certain,

and I'm a little bit psychic, you know?

That your best years are ahead of you.

Grace! Grace!



I'm really looking forward to Machu Picchu.

Me, too.

Yeah, me, too.




Well, there it is.

Built exactly to her plans.

They just put the finishing touches to the interior paint this morning.

It's beautiful.

Isn't it?

I love it.

It's gorgeous.

Fuck you world.

Here I am.

Now we can go to Machu Picchu.