Love Actually (1700)
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'Do you mean that?' Parkinson asked.
`Of course I mean it. Look.’
Billy stood up, faced the presenter and opened his trousers.
`That
will never reach Number One,' Parkinson laughed.
*
Much later, Karl said good night to Sarah in the hall of the building where her flat was.
`Well, I'd better go,' he said.
'OK.’
`Good night! 'Good night,' Sarah replied.
Karl kissed her - on the cheek and then on the lips. `I don't actually have to go,' he said.
`Right,' said Sarah. `Good. That's good.' She tried not to show her pleasure. `Would you excuse me one second?'
She went outside, screamed silently, and jumped up and down with excitement. Then she went back inside.
`Right,' she said. `Why don't you come upstairs in about ten seconds?’
She was tidying the flat when Karl entered. He took off his coat and waited. Then they ran towards each other and
kissed. Clothes fell to the floor.
`You're beautiful,' he told her.
As they kissed again, the phone rang.
Sarah paused. `I'd better answer it,' she said sadly. She pushed him away and covered herself. `Hello, darling ...
No, I'm not busy.' Karl looked at her, surprised and a little hurt. `Right ... Right ... Yes,' Sarah continued. `I'm not
sure it's going to be possible to phone the Queen tonight but ... Yes, yes ... I'm sure she'll be interested' She moved
further away from Karl. `OK,' she said. `I'll talk to you later. Bye bye.' She put the phone down. `I'm sorry about
that.!
'No, it's fine,' Karl said.
`It was my brother. He's not well. He calls a lot.' `I'm sorry.’
`No, it's fine,' said Sarah. `I mean, it's not really fine - but we've got no parents now and it's my job to ... help him
if I can. Well, not "job". I'm glad to do it.’
`That's OK,' Karl said. `Life is full of interruptions and difficulties. So ...' He kissed her.
The phone rang again. They both looked at it.
`Will it make him better?' Karl asked.
`No.!
'Then maybe ... don't answer?’
There was silence for a minute as Sarah looked at Karl. Then she picked up the phone.
`Hey, how are you doing? Right ... Right.' Karl sat quietly beside her. `Little darling,' said Sarah, `please don't.
We're going to find the answer between us and it won't hurt any more ...
'Karl
put his head in his hands, waiting.
`No,' said Sarah, `I'm not busy. If you want me to come now, of course I will... . OK ...' She looked at Karl.
*
In the early morning, after the Fairtrade Christmas party had ended, Karen and Harry were in their bedroom.
`That was a good night,' said Karen, `although I felt fat.'
`Oh, don't be silly,' Harry said.
`It's true.' She took off her dress, shyly. `I can only wear clothes now that used to belong to Pavarotti.’
Harry watched her. `I think Pavarotti dresses very well.'
`Mia's very pretty.,
'Is she??
'You know she is, darling," said Karen. `Be careful!’
*
Sarah,
at that moment, was visiting her brother in a special hospital. The cold, lonely room had very little
furniture in it and a large male nurse stood by the door.
Michael was paler and thinner and had dirtier hair than in the photograph on Sarah's desk.
`Have you been watching TV?' Sarah asked him.
`No ... Yes. Every night.! 'Oh, good! 'Every day. The nurses are trying to kill me!’
'Nobody's trying to kill you, darling.’
Michael was silent. Then he suddenly lifted his hand to hit her. The nurse stepped towards her to protect her, but
Sarah took Michael's hand.
`Don't do that, my darling,' she said, very gently.
*
On
the day after the party, everyone at Fairtrade was
quieter than usual. Harry was talking to Mia.