Goodnight Sweetheart1993

[first lines]

Gary:
Huh. Here you are, nice cup of tea.

Yvonne:
Wasn't it my turn?

Gary:
Yeah, probably, but I had to get up anyway.

Yvonne:
To go to work, you mean. Whereas I don't have a job, and I'm never likely to get a job because at the age of thirty-two my life is meaningless and futile: in short, over.

Gary:
OK, tomorrow you make the tea.

Yvonne:
I'm sorry, I didn't sleep very well; I had a rotten dream.

Gary:
Oh, the one where you're being chased by Johnny Depp and for some reason can't make yourself stop running away?