 The following contains strong language, nudity and scenes of a sexual nature. What's your, erm, postcard? Are you actually going to go? I'm not going to sit here while you're just giving me a load of shit, no? I wanted to talk about things and you're... When I'm talking to you, you're not being honest. No, no, no, I am being honest. You're not being honest? I am being honest. No, you're not being honest at all. I arranged this whole sorry not sorry party for Josh to explain that we were both in the wrong and have a proper conversation about it. But now he's went off on one and went in a worse position than we were before. Charlotte, you've made an effort to say sorry but no sorry and then when it comes down to it, you're actually not sorry. I'm sorry for how I reacted, but I'm not sorry for the reason I got angry. I'll never get invited out with your friends. There'll always be lads tonight, but then there'll be other girls there anyway. Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte. We're not making things any better. Every weekend it's the lads. Every weekend it's just the lads. No, it's not. Charlotte, I ain't having this argument. We've already had it, like, I'm over it. I had a lads night out when she wasn't even in the country. Why can't she not just apologise properly and then it'll all be over and done with? That'll just give me any moment. I'm not right for a minute, if we're arguing like this. I feel like this has gone way too far this time. How are we ever going to get back from this? Me and Josh are starting to live separate lives. He's more bothered about going out with his mates and if it carries on like this, I just don't see us lasting. Couldn't get an Uber. Where do we go from here? I don't want it to constantly be like, it's a lads night, you're not 16. Right, yeah, but... Like, you're not 16, you haven't got a girlfriend you see every day. Yeah, yeah. I don't live around the corner, you can't see, it's the next day. If that's the case, you've also got to stop working all the time and make time to come out with me mates. I can't help that I've got a lot of jobs. I can't help the nights that you want to come, it's just lads night. On weekends when I'm free, it's the only time I can see you. The only time... What am I meant to do? Am I meant to read a crystal ball to see when you're free, what day is? What am I meant to do? How about have a conversation with us? When we'll have time off, he would rather spend time with the lads than me and it's not okay and he needs to know how much that's upsetting us. You both don't talk with each other, that's the top and bottom of it. But why don't we start speaking to each other more about our future plans? We'll just do that.