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(to camera) This is a love story.


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so true happy father’s day!

From lucia

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and if my wishes came true, it would've been you



[Claire and Fleabag follow Dad inside. Claire struggles in with the garland and a bassoon case. Fleabag keeps getting hit by it.]


CLAIRE Unless you can find a way to stop this horrendous wedding from happening — [Dad opens the door.] DAD Girls, come in!


FLEABAG Do you need me to— CLAIRE I don’t need you. (beat) To do anything, thank you.


CLAIRE She’d better be quick today. I have a serious appointment later that I can’t miss. It’s very important. FLEABAG (concerned) What kind of appointment? CLAIRE A serious one. I can’t miss it, Ok?


[She rings it and they stand in the doorway. Fleabag lets out an unhealthy groan.] CLAIRE Are you going to be sick? FLEABAG (pulling herself together) No.


FLEABAG I can get the bell. CLAIRE NO, NO, I’VE GOT IT.


CLAIRE Well, at least someone’s having fun. [They reach the front door, Claire struggling to reach the doorbell.]


CLAIRE Big night last night? FLEABAG Is it obvious? [Claire’s look indicates it definitely is obvious.]


FLEABAG I can at least take the bassoon. CLAIRE I’m perfectly balanced, thank you.


[Claire struggles through the gate.] FLEABAG Do you need a hand with any of … CLAIRE No, no, no, no.


[They both reach the gate at the same time.] FLEABAG Hi. CLAIRE Hi.


[Coming from the opposite direction is Claire, carrying an enormous wedding arch garland thing, and a bassoon in a case.]


FLEABAG Oh God. (to camera) I’m not gonna be sick. (to camera) I’m not gonna be sick.


[Fleabag, looking a hungover, shagged mess, is walking up the street to Dad’s house.]


HOT MISOGYNIST I’m really good at it. FLEABAG (to camera) He won’t be. [CUT TO: Fleabag is having sex with Hot Misogynist.] FLEABAG (to camera) He’s really good at it.


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