Pennod 2 Anita

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-OK. Nobody has actually talked

-about the dad thing.

-Look - not talking.

-OK, he's sleeping.

-No, he's not.

-C'mon, talk, guys!

-Hey, Mike!

-Bonjela!

-Been looking for you everywhere.

-Did you sleep alright?

-Well, I...

-Yes. Fine, thank you.

-If I were you, I'd be tossing

-and turning all night...

-..you know,

-worried about your love child.

-You continentals!

-It must be traditional

-or something in your country.

-Ciao, amico mio.

-E una bella giornata.

-Ah! I didn't realize

-you spoke Italian!

-Do you have Italian blood in you?

-Maybe you can show me

-around the village later?

-It's so beautiful here.

-Sexy, aren't they?

-Right. I'm going to see

-what the damage is.

-Yes. And get on with it.

-I can't afford

-to keep this place shut...

-..or that git Geoff from The Anchor

-will pinch all my punters.

-How long do you think will it take?

-How long do you think will it take?

-

-Dunno.

-Maybe two days. Maybe a fortnight.

-Maybe two days. Maybe a fortnight.

-

-A fortnight?!

-It's only Bedwyr and me, innit!

-What d'you expect?

-Unless there are others

-are looking for something to do.

-Perhaps he'll paint the ceiling

-for you...

-..like the Sixteenth Chapel.

-Alright, Dad? Is it all sorted out?

-Alright, Dad? Is it all sorted out?

-

-Yes. Never been so normal here.

-Oh, good!

-That's not what you meant, was it?

-Sorry, what exactly is the problem?

-Oh, it's serious, is it?

-Why's it serious?

-Anita and I

-have always been honest...

-..about the way I felt about your

-mother and how she felt about Mike.

-And now, he's back, isn't he?

-I know exactly

-how Anita felt for him, don't I?

-That is serious.

-So what have you got planned today,

-babes?

-Dunno really.

-Maybe help Stan clear up a bit.

-Maybe see

-if Clive's over Eirian Dolwen yet.

-If he hadn't been all over her

-in the first place...

-..he wouldn't be in this pickle.

-And maybe I'll go and see Mike

-for, like, a chat or something.

-Oh.

-What?

-What?

-

-Nothing.

-But you said "oh".

-Well, "oh" is just a noise, innit?

-Yes, but there's "oh"

-and there's "oh", innit.

-Like, oh.

-Oh!

-Oh?

-Oh!

-Oh!

-

-Mine was just an "oh".

-Only, yesterday,

-outside the house...

-..you said "maybe"

-you'd go and see him tomorrow.

-Which is "maybe", innit? Is it?

-Yeah...

-And "maybe" can mean "yes" and "no".

-Well, yeah.

-So, today, it's "yeah"?

-Yeah... Maybe.

-That's OK.

-Just... Nobody run in the corridors

-and keep to the left, OK?

-What?!

-What?!

-

-It's a Welsh proverb, innit.

-It means don't go rushing

-and don't change sides.

-Mam, there are no sides. Shurrup.

-Go to work.

-Love you.

-# O sole mio #

-Alright?

-I've got a receipt here

-for two litres of turps...

-..a wheelbarrow, a sack of cement...

-..and a Lorraine Kelly DVD -

-Living to the Max Fitness.

-But, hey, it works, doesn't it?

-You look great!

-Anyway, this job in The Ship

-is massive. Huge.

-Is it?

-I thought it was some plasterboard

-and a beam or two and job done.

-Oh, no, it's a shambles there, Beds.

-Hell of a job. Too much for two.

-And Stan doesn't want to close

-The Ship for longer than he has to.

-Maybe Clive can give us a hand.

-And Cledwyn.

-Oh, no - Cledwyn's on his honeymoon.

-Ooh. Who else is there?

-Who's looking for something to do?

-Oh! I know! Mike!

-Ideal.

-Mike?

-Mike Ranieri?

-That's his name, is it?

-OK, if you want.

-No, I don't want, you twerp!

-Come on, Bedwyr!

-He's going to teach me

-how to make a proper pizza!

-And I've told him he should open

-a pizza place in Moelfre.

-I've thought for a name for it

-and everything - The Mona Pizza.

-Cos Mona, the Showground, and Mona

-Pizza cos it sounds like Mona Lisa.

-After the woman in that picture

-who looks like this.

-And guess what? She comes from Italy

-as well! How brilliant is that?

-Come on, Glyn.

-Anybody want a cuppa?

-Winnie, d'you want a cuppa?

-Have you heard anything

-from Jools yet, sweetheart?

-No. But it was only a "maybe", mind.

-Why are you worried then?

-D'you know, Win?

-I think I'm a bit jealous.

-I don't want to lose her.

-You won't lose her.

-Maybe not lose her

-but I don't want to share her.

-I've never shared her before, so why

-should I start sharing her now?

-Well, you'll have to share her

-with somebody one day, won't you?

-I know.

-It's him though.

-He gor an 'abit of turnin' up,

-makin' people like him...

-..then messin' with their heads.

-Glyn, what do you wash your feet

-with? These smell of marzipan.

-So, I did go to meet Mike.

-Actually, he was a dude, and, by the

-way, really nice about my mother.

-Your mother was always so...

-Your mother was always so...

-

-Lush?

-Yes, but...

-Yes, but...

-

-Awesome?

-Yes, but...

-Wicked?

-Wicked?

-

-No, no. Never wicked.

-Wicked's good, mind.

-Wicked's good, mind.

-

-Yes, then. She was the wickedest.

-And so evil.

-Evil?

-Evil?

-

-Evil is not good?

-No. That's really bad.

-No. That's really bad.

-

-Oh. Never evil.

-Sick is good, though.

-When did English start meaning

-what it doesn't mean?

-He's really funny! "When did English

-start meaning what it..." So funny!

-Confusing, innit?

-Mike wouldn't be able

-to help us on this job anyway.

-His hands are too delicate.

-He needs delicate hands

-for his job, you see.

-Oh!

-And what is his job?

-I'm not sure.

-Something to do with AC Milan

-or Ferrari or the Pope.

-You're just listing Italian stuff.

-Oh, a cuppa is it? Lovely.

-Want a cream cake to go with that?

-Sun lounger? Massage?

-So, anyway, Ken Duckling said...

-..that Geoff Anchor has had

-to put a gazebo in the back...

-..because it's packed there

-every night!

-Don't be daft.

-Don't be daft.

-

-Don't listen to him, Stan.

-There was only about 50 there

-last night.

-You were there?!

-Judas!

-Well, I don't care.

-Where's Bedwyr?

-He's taken his accounts

-to Arfon Boring.

-By the time he's back from there...

-..Geoff Anchor will have

-taken his yacht to Barbados...

-..with the money he's made

-out of my punters!

-Right! Home James.

-Gwyneth, if Alan Titchmarsh tries to

-get in through your window again...

-..with his sexy talk, tell him

-where to ger off, alright?

-OK. Ta-ra for now.

-Ta-ra.

-Oh, my days!

-Are you gonna be behind every door

-I open for the rest of my life?

-Anita. Is now a good time

-to finish our conversation?

-Come on then.

-So I'd talked to her, I'd talked to

-him, she was talking to him now...

-..but she still needed to talk...

-..to him.

-Oh, flippin' 'eck!

-I thought you was a burglar then!

-I didn't expect you back

-from Arfon Boring till supper time.

-No, he was in a hurry today.

-It only took three and a half hours.

-Yes.

-I passed Jools and Mike

-on the way there this morning.

-Did you? Did she look happy?

-She didn't, did she? She looked sad.

-I only saw their backs.

-Did they look like this?

-Or like this?

-I don't know. Like this.

-Beds...

-..we need a chat.

-Oh... Do we?

-Yes, you do!

-Yes.

-You know, before it turns

-into a palaver, innit?

-A palaver and a mess and a gloddest.

-What's a gloddest?

-What's a gloddest?

-

-A banquet.

-No, not one of them.

-Thing is, Beds...

-FOOTSTEPS

-Goodison's missing!

-Oh, man!

-And also, oh, no!

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-So please, Goodison, come home.

-I promise I won't let anybody

-take your temperature ever again.

-I'm sorry for telling you off

-for being sick...

-..on my Lorraine Kelly DVD

-which Bedwyr lent me.

-Wherever you are,

-just remember one thing.

-You, and only you,

-are Daddy's little custard tart.

-Goodison, come home.

-Ah. Lush, babes.

-If she doesn't come home after

-all that, she's definitely dead.

-No, she's not!

-We'll find her, don't you worry.

-Right, Jools,

-put that on Spacebook...

-..and let's go to The Ship

-for us to arrange a search party.

-Hey, when can we talk?

-Beds, there's a little dog out there

-all on her own.

-We'll find her first, is it?

-Geoff, there's such a thing

-as honour among landlords.

-Stealing customers is contrary

-to the code of the Circle of Trust.

-So, from now on,

-no more Mr Nice Guy.

-Oh, and give my love to Eileen.

-Ta-ra!

-Stan, are you sure

-you are not Italian?

-That sounded very Godfather.

-That sounded very Godfather.

-

-Oh! Grazie.

-Stan, I need your help.

-Stan, I need your help.

-

-Oh. What sort of help?

-Does it involve a horse's head?

-No. I want to say something

-to Jools in Welsh.

-Fair play.

-How do I say, "I am sorry

-I wasn't around for you...

-"..but I can see

-you are very special...

-"..like your mother.

-"I hope you can forgive me."

-Right. Um... Well...

-"Dwi'n sori..."

-Right, guys.

-This is a dark time.

-For you. For me.

-Really for Dei.

-But more than anybody, for Goodison.

-So, I'm going to split you

-into pairs.

-Bags I Mike!

-Bags I Mike!

-

-Yeah, OK.

-But you two stay here

-in case she can smell you.

-I'm with Dyl, Mam with Vivs,

-Beds with Clive. And Stan with...

-Sorry, Stan.

-Sorry, Stan.

-

-No problem.

-Lone wolf.

-We need this dog back home.

-Dead or alive...

-But probs alive, obvs.

-Goodison?

-Goodison?

-

-Goodison!

-Ah, shame!

-Goodison's taken over his love

-for Dei for Bedwyr...

-..and that is big talk!

-I don't know. I think even

-Goodison's got competition now.

-Mike, you mean?

-Mind you, Dei thinks

-Porthmadog people are exotic...

-..let alone Italian stallions

-like Mr Ranieri.

-I must admit,

-I can see why you fell for him.

-He told me

-he never stopped thinkin' about me.

-Same 'ere, I thought, cos...

-..I see Mike every day.

-In Jools, like.

-It's weird.

-She's never seen her dad.

-But sometimes, she is him...

-..you know?

-Little things like a look...

-..or the way she shakes her head

-when she's tampin'.

-Her feet.

-She's just Mike all over.

-Goodison?

-Goodison?

-Goodison!

-"The Ship is reopening

-on Friday night. Beer half price!"

-Goodison!

-Goodison!

-I'd never say this to Dei, but I've

-got a really bad feeling about this.

-Saunders, my friend Ffion's dog,

-went to hide one day.

-The next day, behind the recycling,

-brown bread.

-What?

-Rhyming slang. Brown bread. Dead.

-Don't say that!

-It'd be the end of Dei.

-It's funny to think of him

-without her now.

-Weird, innit? One day,

-she turns up and everything changes.

-Tell me about it!

-You're not going to live in Italy,

-are you? It's far, isn't it?

-Babes. Cardiff to Moelfre

-is much further than Italy.

-Plus, I've only known my dad

-for about three days.

-I know Cledwyn Wok

-better than I know my dad!

-Holidays, sometime.

-Maybe.

-Oh, no!

-Oh, no!

-

-What?

-I said, didn't I? Look!

-Oh, Goodison.

-Oh.

-No, it's the Daily Post.

-Goodison!

-Goodison!

-The Ship's reopening on Friday!

-It's too dark

-to keep searching tonight.

-So we'll start

-again tomorrow morning, OK?

-But for tonight, I think we should

-all stay here and have a vigil.

-The least thing we can do...

-..for one who's done so much for us

-and the area.

-It's a bit soon to be doing that.

-Everybody needs a good night's sleep

-for an early start.

-You can come and stay with us

-tonight if you want.

-OK then. Can Mike come as well?

-No, I don't think so.

-You don't wanna come and stay

-up ours tonight, do you?

-No, no. I promise Stan

-I cook for him tonight.

-I better stay here then.

-Good. Tomorrow morning then.

-Good. Tomorrow morning then.

-

-Goodnight.

-Anita.

-I will leave. Friday.

-I think it's for the best.

-Oh, OK.

-Yeah.

-Well, I'll see you

-in another 20 years then, is it?

-Come here.

-See you later, Mike.

-Right. Home, is it?

-Anita.

-What d'you want to do? Just tell me.

-Well, home, cuppa, then bed.

-If there's a tiny part of you that

-thinks you want to go back to him...

-..just say now.

-I won't stand in your way.

-Look, Beds,

-I'm not gonna lie to you.

-When I saw Mike's face the

-other day, out of nowhere, like...

-..my head didn't know

-if it was comin' or goin'.

-But we've had a massive chat.

-Basically, he says he hadn't

-stopped thinking about me.

-Listen.

-He hasn't stopped thinking

-about me and what happened.

-He just come over to say sorry.

-He didn't expect

-a daughter in the bargain...

-..but he could do worse

-than our Jools.

-So, you and him...

-..you're not...?

-Babes, Mike and I was 20 years ago.

-I 'ad a perm 20 years ago.

-It don't mean I want one now, do it?

-It wouldn't suit me.

-Come on, ya nutter.

-Where's Stan, I wonder.

-Must be still out looking,

-fair play to him.

-I knew it!

-So this is how it is, is it?

-Well, up yours, the lot of you!

-I can't believe

-you'd stab me in the back like this.

-Especially you!

-I hope you like this.

-Stan helped me.

-"Sorry for being a sheep's head.

-"You're a hell of a girl...

-"..and your mam's a warrior.

-"Look after her, by heck.

-"Nice one."

-Mille grazie, Mike.

-Bono voyago, amigo.

-Anita, I think we both look better

-without those perms.

-Yeah.

-Ta-ra, Mike.

-You take care now.

-And that's it, my dad.

-And, of course...

-..her dad, who, it turns out,

-is my sister, Isabella...

-..my brother, Alfio...

-..my other sister, Marta,

-my other brother, Donatello, fun...

-..and my little, little sister,

-wait for it...

-..Anita.

-Aww. See?

-He's so not stopped

-thinking about my Mam.

-So many brothers and sisters.

-But he's still my real brother,

-obvs.

-So just like Goodison,

-my dad wandered off for a bit.

-Well, nearly 20 years.

-But, you know what?

-There's no point panicking

-like Stan did...

-..when everybody

-wandered off to The Anchor.

-Cos all the nice people who wander

-off always come back to you.

-And, yes, my dad is really nice.

-I like him.

-But she'll always be my screensaver.

-So there we are.

-Moelfre is back to normal.

-Yay! Cled's back from his honeymoon!

-Hey, where's Dandan?

-At home. She's knackered!

-At home. She's knackered!

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-Eh?!

-He's speaking Welsh!

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