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601
Right, moment of truth awaits. 602
What if I am pregnant? 603
I must try not to get hopes up too high. 604
Boyfriend and baby seems just too lucky. 605
Bridg]et? I have been looking]
everywhere for you. 606
I thoug]ht you'd broken a leg]
or something]... Oh, God. 607
- You're not...?
- I mig]ht be. 608
- What if I were?
- Well, I suppose l'd... 609
To be quite frank,
it'd be bloody fantastic. 610
I mean, if a little ahead of schedule. 611
- Are you really preg]nant?
- Well, g]ive it three minutes. 612
- What do you fancy? Boy or a g]irl?
- I dunno, it doesn't matter. 613
Althoug]h, I suppose I've always had
the fantasy of a son. 614
- Another Mark Darcy.
- Or maybe something] like Huck. 615
Or River. Or some fabulous
Hebrew name like Noah. 616
Anyway, I could teach him
to play cricket and rug]by 617
and visit him at Eton
on St Andrew's Day. 618
Eton? 619
Yes. The Darcy men have been g]oing]
to Eton for five g]enerations. 620
Well, my son's not g]oing] to be
sent away from home. 621
Especially to some fascist institution
where they stick a poker up your arse 622
that you're never allowed
to remove ag]ain. 623
I see. 624
- I didn't mean you.
- No, of course not. 625
So what's the alternative?
Sleeping] in his parents' bed, 626
breastfeeding] until he's a teenag]er 627
and some prog]ressive school, where the
day is spent sing]ing] Yellow Submarine? 628
Oh, you're absolutely rig]ht. 629
It's madness to allow a child to enjoy
his education or live with his parents. 630
What is madness is to have a child
if his parents can't have a discussion 631
without one shouting] at the other. 632
It's neg]ative. 633
- That's too bad.
- Yes, very sad. 634
Perhaps we should g]o out for lunch
tomorrow. Get out of the g]rump. 635
That's a g]ood idea in theory,
but you made a family arrang]ement. 636
Oh, God. 637
[doorbell] 638
Darling]s! 639
I've had the fabulous idea
of inviting] your parents. 640
[Bridget] Another one
of Mother's culinary triumphs. 641
- Everything in miniature.
- Mini treacle tart, Admiral Darcy? 642
No, no, thank you. The mini spotted dick
rather finished me off. 643
[polite laug]hter] 644
So, Mark, Bridg]et, when are you
two lovebirds g]oing] to name the day? 645
Bridg]et, you must want to hear
those ding]-dong] bells. 646
Well, we're certainly not thinking]
about that yet. Are we, Bridg]et? 647
No. God, no. 648
Of course not. 649
[Mr Jones] Good.
Well, that's that sorted. 650
So, Admiral, out on the hig]h seas.
How was it?
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