The Falling

"There was a time when meadow, grove and stream

"The earth and every common sight

"To me did seem apparelled in celestial light

"The glory and the freshness of a dream

"'It is not now as it hath been of yore

"Turn whereso'er I may, by night or day

"The things which I have seen I now can see no more"

Hey.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Butterflies.

Hmm.

Good morning, Miss Mantel.

(SIGHS) Sit.

To the front, please, Abigail.

School regulations dictate,

as you well know,

skirts should be no more than 2 inches from the ground when kneeling.

Up.

And those are not regulation.

Stop your clowning!

It'll get you nowhere, Abigail Mortimer.

An egg is a cell.

It has a nucleus and a membrane.

When the yolk matures, the follicular sac ruptures.

If any blood vessels cross the stigma,

a small drop of blood may get on the yolk as it's released from the follicle.

It's what causes most blood spots in eggs.

Egg first or chicken, Mr Hopkins?

The egg's still a mystery to scientists.

It's complex.

It's a tiny centre of life.

And then she's like...

So you're, like, scurrying through the corridor.

"Abbie, wait!"

What's in it?

I used to have hair your colour.

Have I told you that?

No, I don't think so, Mrs Lamont.

Oh, come on!

You've heard it millions.

Thanks, Abbie. You're an angel.

Just look.

Imagine what it's seen.

"The time-dismantled oak."

Let's meet underneath it

the same day every year for the rest of our lives.

"The moon doth with delight

"Look round her when heavens are bare

"And waters on a starry night

"Are beautiful and fair"

"There was a time when meadow, grove and stream

"The earth and every common sight

"To me did seem apparelled in celestial light

"The glory and the freshness of a dream

"it is not now as it hath been of yore

"Turn whereso'er I may, by night or day

"The things which I have seen I now can see no more

"The rainbow comes and goes

"And lovely is the rose

"The moon doth with delight

"Look round her when heavens are bare

"Waters on a starry night are beautiful and fair"

Try not to be quite so emphatic.

"The sunshine is a glorious birth

"But yet I know, where'er I go

"That there hath past a glory from the earth"

That will do.

When that's gone all the way in,

slide the other tube up, too, then pull them both out.

- (TOILET FLUSHES) Hey, presto.

As you know, I'm a virgin.

So?

Virgins can use them.

Anyway...

- Let's establish your status, shall we? - Oh, Lamb.

You lost it, Abbie, didn't you?

He had a car. What can I say?

I don't get it.

Close your eyes, kiss your lips.

It takes you somewhere else.

- Abbie? - (VOMITING)

That's why you're upset.

But...

I can't be.

He pulled out early, said it was a really Catholic thing to do.

Yeah, we know, the bell's rung.

Sorry. They're not my rules.

Don't tell anyone,

but we think I'm pregnant.

- Crowd goes wild. - (LAUGHING)

So, not seen you in a while, Abbie.

I've been busy,

Kenneth Never Ken.

Mmm.

Looks that way.

It's your turn to go to the launderette.

Yeah, yeah, Crazy Face.

Don't get your knickers in a twist.

Come on.

Abbie, do you mind just grabbing a couple of the things

from the bottom of the launderette basket?

Stop.

Okay.

I was an egg.

Now I've made an egg.

Actually, we're already born with all our eggs.

I feel so crummy.

Pregnancy's not good for you.

- And look at our mothers. - (CHUCKLES)

You've always had it in for your mum, haven't you?

Me?

Morty?

She's had it in for me since the day I was conceived.

Gin and a knitting needle.

- Yeah. - (GROANS)

I'm definitely bigger.

They're killing me.

- You've changed. - (CHUCKLES)

Did we extend the invitation?

It'll loosen you up, Crazy Face.

I don't wanna be loose.

Oh, nice.

"Everything that lives serves the purposes of the earth.

"Everything that dies serves the moon."

Hmm?

- You know I'm pregnant. - (SIGHS)

- She's telling everyone. - You're in trouble?

Kenneth!

Let's do some magick,

with a K, to dispel it.

I could do a spell.

Oh, yeah? When's that ever worked, hmm?

You know, most people think it's bad,

but all the occult actually means is "hidden".

Ooh.

On a more practical note,

a bit of

vigorous exercise might get rid of it.

Let's go dancing.

Yeah.

Where?

Not far.

Come on...

I want you... I want...

Come to me...

Come to me, come on.

Come on.

Lamb.

This situation has made you so unpredictable.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what came over me.

It's just...

You're...

- You know, everything and... - And vice versa.

It didn't mean a thing, truly.

It's only Kenneth.

He went on about the laws of love, you know.

Free love. (CHUCKLES)

- And you told Susan about your situation. - (CHUCKLES)

I wanted shock on that innocent little face.

I think I've wet myself.

Maybe you're losing it.

No, it's...

It's just a bit of...

You know.

He said the French call an orgasm a small death.

That's what it's like, you know.

When a guy's inside you and you get it right.

Feels like you're blacking out.

Dying.

Abigail Mortimer

and Lydia Lamont.

Detention.

During the war I always managed to arrive on time.

Even contending with doodlebugs.

One day you'll realise that even you,

Abigail,

are living history.

Oh, for crying out loud! Oh...

Janet, go and get a mop.