♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Gasps and sighs ] Did you find anything?

-Nothing conclusive, no.

-So, can I keep it now?

-Of course.

It is your property.

You just need to... sign here.

-Oh.

Thank you.

Looks like she's gonna get away with it.

I know it was her.

♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Do you remember the first time ♪ ♪ That my eyes set on you ♪ ♪ Your smile came from nowhere ♪ ♪ For some time never ♪ ♪ Or some time soon ♪ ♪ The road is a long one ♪ ♪ I was only passing through ♪ ♪ I was only passing through ♪ ♪♪ -Well, thank you for the lift.

-You're welcome.

[ Clears throat ] Hey.

Hey.

Are you still cooking me dinner tonight?

-Oh.

I suppose I can rustle you something up.

-Whoa.

You promised me pudding and chips.

-Do you realize how hard it is to get mushy peas in San Victoire?

-Yeah.

I bet you didn't have any problem getting hold of a hairnet, though, did you?

-Hairnet?

I thought you were joking.

-No.

No.

Honestly, my gran used to soak her mushy peas in a hairnet.

You got used to the aftertaste of hairspray, really.

-I think that's how they prepare them in The Ivy.

-See?

It's the only way.

-[ Laughs ] I'll see you at 7:00.

-Proper looking forward to it.

See you later.

-See you.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Phone ringing ] -Jean!

Look at us, eh, going all high-tech.

-Hi, David.

How are you?

-Have you, em, have you lost a bit of weight?

-Oh, I doubt it.

There's this cheese shop.

It's like an addiction.

-[ Laughs ] Well, there are worse things you could be shoving down your gob, girl.

-[ Laughs ] How's your Tom?

-Oh, don't.

He's getting on my bloody nerves.

That rash is back again, isn't it?

And he won't go and see the doctor.

Do you know what he's doing?

He's slathered in aloe vera all over his thighs, and then he's waving a rose quartz crystal over them.

I said to him, "Tom, that rash would have been cleared up weeks ago if you'd have to put a bit of antibiotic cream on.

So don't come crying to me when we're in Majorca, and you can't wear your khaki shorts because they chafe."

-[ Laughs ] Are you going back to Majorca again?

-Well... our Shannon's bought a flat out there, mm?

She calls it "the apartment," but you couldn't swing a cat in it.

-Are you staying with her?

-You out of your mind?

With her kids?

That little one's evil -- pure evil.

I bet it's got 666 tattooed on its scabby little head, if you cared to look.

No, no.

We're staying in a very nice hotel.

Anyway, what can I do for you, my love?

-Did you get the photos on the e-mail I sent you?

-I did.

-What do you think?

-Well, it's hard to tell unless I see it in the flesh.

Well, the saturation's vivid enough.

Have you measured the carat?

-I have.

-And?

-12 millimeters by 14.

-Eight carats!

Eight ca-- Are you sure?

-No.

No, I'm not.

That's why I need your expertise.

-Well...Well, the Crimson Flame, that was 15 carats, and sold for $1.2 million per carat.

-Well, it really glows in the sunshine -- almost fluorescent.

That's what made me think Burmese.

And it's got a slight purple hue.

I mean... -It's the chromium content, you know, that gives it that fluorescence.

Oh, it's impossible to tell with the naked eye, Jean.

-And if it were Pigeon's Blood?

-Wildest dreams -- millions.

Not so wildest dreams -- hundreds of thousands.

Even the cheaper version is worth thousands.

[ Chuckles ] Jean, listen to me.

I don't want to scare you, but that is an extremely valuable piece of jewelry, even if it isn't as rare as we've guessed.

You keep a tight hold of that.

-I will.

[ Clattering ] -Are you all right?

-David, can I call you back?

-Yeah.

Sure.

[ Call hangs up ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Come on.

Let's put your lead on.

Douglas, no.

No!

Come back!

Douglas!

Come here!

Oh, no!

Come back, Douglas!

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -No.

♪♪ Oh.

No.

♪♪ It's a bit blue.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What do you mean Douglas has gone missing?

The thing is, I'm just getting ready to -- -Come on, Dad.

It's Douglas.

You know what she's like.

-All right.

I'll be there as soon as.

Whereabouts are you?

Okay.

See you in a minute.

All right, shall we go with this one, then?

Or, or -- Hi, Jean.

Listen, Douglas has gone missing, so I'm just giving Glo a hand to find him, and then I'll be right there.

♪♪ ♪♪ How did he get away?

-I was about to put his lead back on, and he just ran off.

-All right, calm down.

We'll find him.

-Yeah.

Of course we will.

-What if he's been stolen?

♪♪ [ Dog barking ] ♪♪ -Mum?

♪♪ [ Knocking at door ] [ Soft music playing ] ♪♪ -Gloria.

-Hiya.

Can I come in?

-Um, it's just that... Oh, did you find Douglas?

-Yeah.

He's at home.

-Oh, great.

-Jean -- -Gloria, um, it's just, I'm actually expecting someone.

-I know.

Dom.

I'm really sorry.

-Sorry?

-His wife's back.

-His wife?

I thought she was dead.

-Georgina?

No.

Very absent, but very much alive.

-Does she, um... do this a lot, then?

Just... Just show up?

-Well, it's been a while.

She does have a habit of coming back just as they're getting used to her being away.

I think the youth call it "ghosting."

-Claudette must be pleased.

-It's her mum.

-So, um... ...what happened between you two, then?

I thought you were best mates.

-We were.

Getting ready for a night out with her once, years ago, she called to say she'd be late, and I didn't see her for five years.

-Blimey!

Did she explain?

-No.

-So, um, why did she go away this time, then?

-Apparently, her tour kept getting extended.

-Tour?

-She's an actress.

-Oh.

Hmm.

Ooh.

Well, he must really love her to put up with that.

-He does.

[ Cellphone chimes ] -Oh.

Great.

Another viewing.

-Oh, brilliant.

-Oh, I can't wait to go home, and seeing all my mates.

-Oh, thanks.

-You know what I mean.

We'll keep in touch.

-Of course we will.

Right, better get back to Houdini.

I hope he's not escaped that kitchen.

See you, love.

-See you.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cellphone chimes ] [ Sighs ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Soft thump in distance ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Clattering ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Keys jingle ] [ Lock clicks ] [ Sighs ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Morning.

Oh.

Oh, you don't mind, do you?

-As usual, I don't seem to get a choice.

-[ Chuckles ] Oh, thank you.

-So, where have you been this time, Mum?

-Oh, darling, I've missed you so much.

But they just kept extending the tour.

-For two years.

-Well, I didn't want to bother you.

You're a grown woman.

You have your own life.

-Mum.

This is the most contactable age in human history, and all I got from you was a few postcards.

-Oh, darling, you know what I'm like with technology.

-Okay.

-No, Dad, sit down.

Right.

We need to sort this.

This is the cushion of truth.

Whoever holds the cushion needs to tell their version of the truth.

-She reads one book on mindfulness -- -And not interrupt the holder of the cushion, Dad.

Right, Mum, you go first.

-Oh, okay.

Well... [ Clears throat ] Well, the job was just so consuming.

I didn't mean to be away for so long.

Claudie, I have to tell you the truth.

-Georgina, don't.

-Dad, you can't speak unless you have the cushion.

-Claudie...

...I met someone else.

That's why I was away for so long.

-Well, that -- that makes sense.

-Oh.

Darling, I knew you'd understand.

-Are you still with him?

-No.

-Look, I'm not expecting much, but we're a family, and we should look after each other.

-Um, do I get to speak now?

-Yeah.

Of course, Dad.

-So, you're back, then, are you?

How long for this time?

-Oh, come on.

-Sorry, Claudette, but I have heard all this before.

-If we're gonna move on as a family, then we need to listen to each other.

-How can we move on as a family after everything that's happened in the past?

-Why are you so obsessed with what has happened?

The only thing we have complete control over is here and now.

-[ Stammers ] [ Exhales ] -Right.

I'm gonna leave you two to talk.

♪♪ [ Door opens and closes ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Have we finished?

-I'm not interested.

I've got nothing left to say.

-Well, then you can sit and listen.

I tried to make it work with Jack.

But the truth is, Dom, he could never be you.

-No, of course he could never be me, 'cause he was 24 years old.

-I meant, well, he didn't have your empathy, your laughter.

-This is not gonna work anymore, Georgina.

-And he never watched "Star Wars."

♪♪ -Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I'm not on my own, you know.

-Oh, who have you got with you?

-[ Exhales ] Oh, Barbara.

-Oh.

Sorry, Jean.

Did I startle you?

-Oh, Barbara.

Thank God it's you.

-Are you all right, Jean?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm fine.

-You're looking a bit peaky.

-I didn't sleep very well last night.

-So who have you got with you?

-Sorry?

-You said you weren't on your own.

-Oh, no, I just said that in case you were a murderer.

-Oh.

[ Laughs ] Well, I did try to call, but I couldn't get hold of you.

I just came in to do some measuring up.

-Measuring up?

-The cash buyer is very, very interested.

-Really?

-He's ready to move as quickly as possible.

-Oh, that is brilliant news.

Thank you, Barbara.

Oh.

[ Both laugh ] -Oh, that's lovely.

-Yeah, isn't it?

-Worth a bit?

-Well, that's just it.

I don't know yet.

One of the reasons I need to get home, to find out.

-Well, as I said, the cash buyer is ready to move as quickly as possible.

-Oh.

Oh, Barbara... um, is there any way that we could sell this furnished?

-Yeah.

-Oh.

Great.

♪♪ I wanted you to have these before I leave.

I'm flying home tomorrow.

-That's a bit quick.

-I'm getting the last flight to Manchester.

Now, they are not original, but they are lovely copies.

Georgian firing glasses.

Flange-footed, and modeled on similar, circa 18th century.

-Did you just say "flange"?

-[ Chuckles ] Now, they're called "firing glasses" because when you take a drink and then slam it on the table, they make a gunshot sound.

Watch.

[ Pounding sound ] [ Laughter ] -Oh, thanks, Jean.

How are you feeling?

-Um... Well, I think it's time to go home, to be honest.

[ Chuckles ] -I say, are they what I think they are?

-No.

They're reproductions, actually.

-Masonic, right?

-Oh, right.

-[ Laughing ] -Dominic, darling!

Oh, Georgina, you look wonderful.

-Hello, Judith.

-Hey.

-Hey.

-Oh, uh, this is my mate, Jean.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-Should we grab a table?

-Yeah.

-Don't run off with it.

[ Laughs ] -Well, I think it's only right we fill these empty glasses up with something friendly!

Absinthe all round!

-Eh, not for me.

I've got a bit more packing to do, actually.

I'll see you all later.

-You okay, love?

-Yeah.

Great.

-I'm gonna miss her.

She's going back to Manchester tomorrow.

-Back to the north of England?

Why would anyone do that?

-We should throw her a little party tomorrow, huh?

Say "goodbye."

-That's a good idea.

-We could all bring a contribution.

-Hey, Dom, we just heard Jean's going back to Manchester tomorrow, so we're gonna throw a little party beforehand.

You in?

-Yeah.

Yes.

Great idea.

Yeah.

-Ready?

Cin cin.

♪♪ -You were 5, and me and your dad had just got married, and were buying furniture for our first home, and he got so excited because he bought a sideboard for 99p on eBay.

And it wasn't just any old sideboard, it was a "mid-century design classic."

-Don't speak like that.

-[ Chuckles ] I mean, he arranged for his friend to come and help take it off the truck.

But there was no need because, when it arrived, it was this size.

[ Laughs ] He'd ordered a piece of doll's house furniture.

[ Laughter ] -That's nothing to be ashamed of.

Loads of people have done that.

Bloke I know did it with some teacups that were that small they could only be used by the Borrowers.

[ Laughter ] God.

We were skint back then, weren't we?

Remember when we tried to sell all our wedding presents on eBay?

-Yeah, all except that awful paperweight from your Auntie Flo.

Nobody wanted that.

-No, no, no.

You're wrong about that paperweight, actually.

-Oh, really?

-Yeah.

A friend of mine, she's a bit of an expert, she said it's worth a good few thousand euro.

-Good few thousand euro?

Well, you must have sold it by now, then.

-No.

No, I haven't, actually.

Keeping it for a rainy day.

-Who would pay thousands of euro for a lizard being suffocated in a ball of crystal?

-Ah, well, that's the thing -- she says that's what shows how exquisite the lamp-working is, because it looks so real.

-Oh.

"Excuse me."

-Mm.

-"I'm a little lizard."

-It's a salamander.

-"I'm a little salamander."

[ Laughter ] -Okay.

Claudie, listen, before I forget, can you sort those invoices out in the morning?

-Oh, me and Mum are gonna do a bit of shopping tomorrow.

-Oh.

Okay.

Well, when you get a minute.

Right, I've got an airport run, so, uh, I'll see you later.

-Later.

-Bye.

-Glass of wine?

-Lovely!

♪♪ ♪♪ -Have you lost something?

-Hmm?

Oh, uh, my phone.

-And Dad's drank the last bottle of red, so I'm just gonna pop out and get some more.

-Okay.

Well... don't take too long.

-I won't.

♪♪ -Hello.

Darling.

I think I found a way to get us out of trouble, so hold tight.

I love you.

♪♪ -Hello.

-Hello.

Celine says you're, uh, you're off home tomorrow.

-Uh, yeah.

I've got a buyer for the house.

-Great.

-Your wife is back.

Georgina, isn't it?

-Uh, yep.

Yep.

Yeah.

It's, uh...quite the shock.

[ Chuckles ] -Must be nice for Claudette, though.

We know how much she missed her mum.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, she's -- she's over the moon.

Oh, uh, I brought your record back.

-Oh.

So, did you listen to it?

-I did.

-And do you still think it's a girls' album?

-I do.

Yes.

Yes.

Very much so.

But it's a very good one.

-So, favorite track -- three, two, one.

-"All I Want."

Yes.

-"All I Want."

[ Laughs ] -Good choice.

-Least favorite track?

-"Case of You."

-Oh, rubbish.

-Shocking.

-Shocking.

-Shocking.

-Yeah.

Um... Celine rung earlier, actually.

Um...

Her and Niall are throwing a little leaving party for me tomorrow.

Can you make it?

-No, I know about it.

Yeah.

I will be there.

[ Chuckles ] -[ Sighs ] Well, I, um...

I hope it all works out.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

So do I. I mean, like you said, you know, she is so happy to have her mum back, you know.

-I mean... for you and Georgina.

-Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So did I. Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Well... -Right.

-Um... -Yeah.

-Oh!

-Oh!

[ Both chuckle awkwardly ] Well, bye then, Dom.

-Bye, Jean.

♪♪ ♪♪ -I didn't even know there were that many clothes shops in San Victoire.

-I know.

What is wrong with you?

I'm going to have to sharpen your shopping skills, young lady.

-You didn't do badly.

You made me buy three dresses I can't afford.

-Oh, don't be such a grump.

Go and try them on.

-What, all three?

-Yes.

Go on.

You look almost as good as I did at your age -- apart from your dad's legs.

-Oh, I can't be bothered, Mum.

-Oh, darling, you've changed.

You used to love dressing up.

-Yes, I've changed.

I'm 24.

-Hold on to your youth and beauty.

Believe me, they don't last forever.

Mm.

Princess.

I used to be so proud to show you off.

-I used to get so embarrassed when you made me sing at parties.

-It was good for you -- gave you confidence.

-Do you remember at my Holy Communion when you made me stand on a chair and sing "Amazing Grace"?

The shame.

-You were brilliant.

Do you remember the Rapunzel wig I bought you when you were little?

Came all the way down to your ankles.

-And it glowed in the dark!

-You wouldn't take it off.

Oh.

-That's dad's favorite photo of me, you know -- me as Rapunzel.

He keeps it on his desk.

-Is that right?

-Next to the suffocating lizard paperweight.

-Oh!

Does he?

[ Both chuckle ] -Right.

Go on, then.

I'll try one of the dresses on.

-Good.

[ Cellphone chimes ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Laughs ] Ta-da!

I made them myself!

Something typically British.

They reminded me of Jean.

-Bravo, darling.

-Thank you, darling.

[ Smooching ] -Why don't you have a drink at the bar -- on the house.

-That's very kind of you.

-Lovely.

-Darling.

♪♪ ♪♪ -So, what do you think?

-Gorgeous.

-Like mother, like daughter, eh?

-Aw.

-Yes.

You look very nice, too.

-So do you.

-Right, well, I'll see you both at the party.

I'm off to meet Xav first.

-Oh.

Yeah.

Do you need a lift?

-Um, no, it's okay.

Xav's new boy's taking us.

So, bye.

-Bye.

Xav's new boy?

-Yeah, yeah.

He came out the other week.

-Right.

You look great, Dom.

-Don't start, Georgina.

-Not starting anything.

I'm just saying that you look great.

-No.

No.

You're, um -- you're doing the eyes.

-I don't know what you mean.

-George, I've known you long enough to know when you're doing the eyes.

-We did all right with her, didn't we?

-Yes.

-Although you might have been a little bit more hands-on than me.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

♪♪ Anyway, we better get off, haven't we?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Large Sauv Blanc and a small dry sherry, please.

So, what lodge are you with, then, eh?

Ah.

-Oh, what am I like?

-That's all right, brother.

I understand.

-Me too, bro.

♪♪ -Here, darling.

-Hi, Mum.

I'm on the late flight.

Will you be in?

It looks like I'm not gonna have to stay longer than a few days.

I've got a meeting about a flat over the weekend.

Oh.

Well, can you leave the key under the mat?

Thanks, Mum.

I'll see you later.

♪♪ [ Knocking ] ♪♪ Oh, hello.

Is everything all right with the sale?

-Oh, yeah.

I just thought you might need this for the trip.

-Oh.

Thank you.

That is so kind.

Are those my glasses?

-Oh.

You inspired me.

We have the same taste -- in houses and glasses, at least.

-[ Chuckles ] Well, thank you, Barbara.

-You're very welcome.

[ Chuckles ] So, what are you up to next, then?

-Well, um, back to Manchester.

I'm thinking of buying my shop back.

-That's going to cost quite a lot.

-My husband left me a present, which, um, hopefully should cover it.

Maybe he wasn't all bad.

-How sweet.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Hello.

-Hello.

-Mum, this is Xav's new boyfriend, Sammy.

-Hello, Sammy.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Actually, um, I was just off to the pub.

Some friends want to say "goodbye."

Would you like to come?

-Oh, how lovely.

-I know.

I was really touched, if I'm honest.

-Now, you can create your own story, your own happy ending.

-Well, all the problems I've had since I've been over here I've dealt with.

So... quite proud of myself, actually.

-Maybe you're the problem.

-What?

-Well, if all you've had are problems around you, then you must be the problem.

-Right.

-[ Laughs ] Oh, Jean, I'm only joking.

You're great!

You just need to stop taking everything I say so seriously.

I know what you're thinking.

-Do you?

-You're thinking... ...that I'm like your fairy godmother.

-I guess I am, yes.

-Some people are just destined to meet, aren't they?

-Yeah.

-See, if you knew how to listen properly, then maybe none of this would have happened to you.

-I'm sorry, Barbara, but you're just not making much sense.

-That's because you're not listening.

Sometimes, what you're looking for can be right in front of your face.

-You're the other woman.

-Au contraire.

I am Mrs. Rory White.

You're not as fat as he used to say you were.

It's locked.

You bought him this for Christmas, didn't you?

Do you remember?

-The one where he couldn't get back because of the snow.

-Oh, we had such a lovely time.

He loved your present so much.

I treated him to some of the highest-quality bullets.

They're called "radically invasive projectiles."

Each one designed to explode on entry into eight razor-sharp fingers.

[ Whispering ] "R.I.P."

for short.

He was quite the lover, wasn't he?

Although I suspect you were always on receipt of my... leftovers.

Could you smell me on him sometimes, when you were together?

Or maybe... you could taste me.

♪♪ -Glo?

Glo?

Is Jean on her way over?

-Yeah.

♪♪ -Oh.

I've gone and forgotten Jean's present.

-Present?

-Yeah.

Claudette chose it today.

A little bon voyage gift.

-Oh.

That's very kind of you.

-Oh.

Back in five.

-I think you need to say "thank you."

I'm going to let you be together forever.

[ Cellphone chimes ] [ Both grunting ] -Aah!

-Cin cin.

♪♪ [ Both grunting ] ♪♪ [ Gunshot ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ I want to drop everything ♪ ♪ And to let go ♪ ♪ I don't have faith in me ♪ ♪ That life is mine at all ♪ -Caron.

Please come and help.

[ Crying ] I-I think I've killed her!

Oh!

Caron.

Caron.

I had no choice.

She had a gun at me.

It was me or her.

I had no choice.

I had no choice.

She came at me with a gun.

It was me or her!

No choice.

-Please, Jean, just calm down.

The ambulance is on its way.

-She -- She came at me with a gun and... ♪♪ It was -- It was the other woman.

[ Stammers ] Rory.

It was her.

It was her.

-Come with me, and we will sort this out.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -It c-can't be.

I shot her.

T-There was blood.

Y-You've got to believe me.

-Did you see where she was shot?

-There.

-Uh, forgive me.

I mean, where she was shot on her person.

-It all happened so fast.

She fell facedown.

There was blood.

-Maybe the shot was not as fatal as you thought.

Sometimes, in heightened situation, our mind's eye can exaggerate the images our naked eye sees.

-I know what I saw.

-Jean, why don't we go down to the station and make a statement.

Then, everything that you think you saw happen is on record.

-A statement about what?

There's nothing there.

-Okay.

-I'm frightened.

I want to go home.

-Your friends are waiting for you at La Couronne.

Shall I take you there, to say "goodbye"?

-No.

No.

I want to go home.

Um... Could you give me a lift to the airport, please?

-Whatever you wish, Madame White.

-Thank you.

-I can deal with this later.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Whee!

-Hey, hey.

-Oh, sorry.

Have you come as Lady Diana?

-I'm Simon Le Bon.

-Mmm.

Gorgeous.

Now, I really will miss the quality of the red.

-Anything else you'll miss?

♪♪ -Jean?

-Ah.

♪♪ Thank you.

-Madame White.

I'm so sorry it all had to end like this.

I'm sure there will be some explanation.

♪♪ -Thank you, Caron.

You're a good man.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cellphone chimes ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Darling, Jack, please don't go.

I have the money.

Great.

So you will be there to meet me?

-Oh, I love you.

-Ladies and gentlemen, apologies for the delay.

We're waiting for the arrival of the final passenger.

We will be taking off shortly.

[ Announcement repeats in French ] ♪♪ -Oh!

[ Laughs ] Right on!

Bravo!

Bravo!

♪♪ -You made it.

-Looks like it.

-I'm glad.

-Are you?

W-Where's Georgina?

-She texted.

She's, uh... off on her travels again.

-Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

How does Claudette feel about that?

-She doesn't know yet.

Every time I tell her, it gets a little bit harder, you know?

-Oh, I-I'm so sorry, Dom.

-Don't be.

It's good, in a way.

Do you want a drink?

-Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

A large glass of white wine, please.

-Coming up.

-Oh, and a Pastis chaser.

I'm playing catch-up.

-Over here, love!

[ Cellphone ringing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Where are you?

-Darling Jean.

That didn't quite go to plan.

I wasn't the one who was supposed to be shot.

This is not over, Jean.

This will never be over.

I will be watching you.

-I don't know how you did it, Barbara.

But I'm not scared of you.

Not anymore.

Are you here, Barbara?

Are you watching me?

I hope you can see Rory's ruby glow purple in the light.

It looks so beautiful on his wife's hand.

Goodbye, Barbara.

-♪ We're petrified to lead ♪ ♪ A simple life where everything's for free ♪ [ Engine starts ] ♪♪ -[ Yelps ] -[ Yelps ] Come on inside.

Judy's made a cake.

You ought to see the state of it.

-[ Chuckles ] -♪ Whenever you feel lonely ♪ ♪ Just let it go ♪ ♪ Let the bad feelings show ♪ ♪ 'Cause in our hearts ♪ ♪ We're petrified to lead ♪ ♪ A simple life ♪ ♪ Where everything's for free ♪ ♪ And if you want ♪ ♪ The world to come to you ♪ ♪ You know believe is all you'll ever need to do ♪