13/11/2012 River City

A local councillor can always lobby the housing committee

in a council desperate to cut costs.

And why would a local councillor want to do that?

For the appropriate consultancy fee of course.

Are you attracted to Nicole?

She's not really my type.

But you are.

What kind of money are we talking about here?

£15,000. How does that sound?

That sounds fine.

Mark Vincent Associates?

What kind of name's that? Sounds like a dentist.

Mr Vincent runs a highly-regarded property management company.

Never heard of it.

That's cos this is his first Shieldinch acquisition.

-But he is city-wide.

-Oh, a city wide boy

I knew it. A big chancer on the make.

Ten o'clock. Bring your questions and an open mind, if you can.

Well, I don't like it.

Molly, do you seriously think I'd let someone take over my friends' homes,

who didn't have a proven track record and the best of intentions?

I mean, come on, now. It's me you're talking to!

The tom-toms are at it already.

Just had the third degree from one of your new tenants.

Always happens. Fear of the unknown.

That's why I hold meetings early on day one -

meet an actual human being right from the off.

Very perceptive.

Makes good sense.

There'll be loads of questions. People don't like change.

There won't be any change until the leases are up and that's ages away.

-I know.

-And even then, it's only repair and refurb.

No different from the old Housing Association,

except that I get the work done.

They'll moan about the rent rises.

Wouldn't we all?

Cards on table - these flats are in a God-awful condition

and the rents are too cheap.

Who wouldn't pay a wee bit more for a full upgrade?

Half of them get their rents paid anyway.

You'd be surprised.

There's always the odd one or two.

But they can go somewhere suits them better. I'm no slum landlord!

You made this happen, Eileen.

And it's just the start.

Well, go on.

A small token, that's all, to celebrate our partnership.

Thank you.

You actually washed your own dishes!

And...

my dig money.

Great. It said "urgent", so...

There's always something.

You all right?

Yeah, fine.

Are we good here? I need to go and pop round and see somebody.

Absolutely. See you at ten?

Yeah, I'll be there.

This a mistake?

Looks about right.

-You're applying for Residency for Stuart?

-Yep.

But that's ridiculous.

He lives with me. It's obvious!

You work all the time.

He already spends long enough at the nursery as it is

with the hours that I work.

I can make adjustments.

I have built my life round that boy. Anyone can see that.

Well, I don't see it like that.

And who says it's always got to be the mother anyway?

In our case, it's common sense!

He was injured in your care.

You're never using that.

Look, I get it. You want more of a say.

I want Stuart.

You have to be realistic!

We'll talk about this when I've got more time.

Come and see me at one.

Will you stop fidgeting?

Where's that Eileen?

More important fish to fry.

Sorry. Minor crisis.

Happens.

Get your breath.

OK, thank you all very much for coming.

You all know Councillor Eileen Donachie,

your hard-working community leader.

And my name's Mark Vincent, CEO of Mark Vincent Associates.

I'm delighted to be here.

-Pity we can't say the same.

-Zip it, Ma. You'll get your chance.

You'll all get your chance, and I welcome your input.

Believe it or not, I'm one of the good guys.

You say that, but we know nothing about you.

That's why I'm here.

I want fully transparent landlord/tenant relations

right from day one.

You want a fast buck.

Who doesn't? But sadly my company doesn't work like that.

Go on then. Dazzle us.

OK, I buy ex-council and Housing Association stock

when it becomes available,

then start a rolling programme of refurbishment and improvement.

Out the goodness of your heart?

I'm no' seeing reindeer and a long white beard, son.

No, indeed.

Property's not the gravy train it was ten years ago.

Companies are going to the wall letting places deteriorate

and losing value. I don't let that happen.

I know what works. I know what sort of environment's great to live in.

And I want you to come with me on the journey.

-Bet you make it worth your while.

-This mean a rent rise?

-Aye. What'll happen with the rent?

-Nothing,

until your current leases are up.

-Here it comes.

-And nothing at all if you don't want it to.

You always have choice.

But I will say this - a dilapidated flat is worth nothing to me.

But a happy tenant?

That's worth everything.

I've definitely rattled her cage. Put her on the back foot.

Advantage Team Raymond.

Morning.

What are you playing at? Calling...

It's fine. Murray knows.

Calling in an expert witness for a minor trauma?

Whatever aftershave you're wearing today, it's not working.

Do you mind?

I'm sorry Miriam, but Eileen's left me no choice.

He's rolling out the big guns.

Are you incapable of keeping out of a private conversation?

These things cost me time and money.

And I will not be used as a pawn in your domestic vendetta.

I'm sorry, Miriam.

Is it not your Hippocratic duty?

Still he talks!

You don't scare me. I'm not your patient.

Small mercies.

Doctor Stubbs, Medicine Woman.

EILEEN: Cheers.

I mean, do you think he meant all that?

He's not bad looking, either.

Hey, Raymond. Can I get a glass of red wine, please?

Shame Bubba and Stella are no' gonnae get any of this.

How no'?

Well, it's Shirley's, it's not a council house.

Be nice if they could get theirs done up

before the weans start arriving.

Colonial Pine.

C'mon Scarlett. He's no' gonnae hand you a brand new kitchen.

How not? You heard what he says about happy tenants.

And, if he wants to put a smile on my coupon -

Colonial Pine.

Dream on, hen.

I don't know why Eileen even bothers.

Just lighten up and give it a chance!

Well,

mind you, I've aye had a hankering for one of they Jacuzzi baths.

Right, two shoogly doors, a chipped lavvy pan, hum off the boiler,

-mouldy grout.

-Have you no' got a bunged-up U-bend?

Oh, aye.

Jimmy.

-Scarlett, steady on, eh?

-Jimmy.

Oh.

Wear and tear.

Double glazing!

I'm no' smashing windows for you, all right?

DOORBELL

Right, see and be nice.

-Mrs Mullen.

-Hi.

And Mrs O'Hara. I'll take a squint round yours next, if that's OK?

My nooks and crannies are at your disposal.

-I've made a wee list.

-As have I.

I'll get a feel of the bigger picture first.

Skirting's coming aff there.

-THUD!

-Agh! What was that?

Think it came from through there.

Is this alcohol?

I've got no idea. I've never seen it before.

What's all this Jimmy?

-Mrs O'Hara?

-Uh-huh?

-Wait, please?

Might be an idea if we all go next door together?

Well, this is embarrassing.

Moonshine. This is Shieldinch, people, not the Wild West!

At least mine hasnae spilt.

Sorry about mine. I'll sort it. It'll no' even leave a mark.

I'm afraid it's more serious than that.

-How?

-What Mr Vincent means is you'll have to be more careful in future.

Actually, what you've been doing is a breach of your tenancy agreement.

Och, behave yourself, I mean, there's no harm done!

It's just a bit Christmas spirit!

You're not going to fine us or anything?

Not at this time of year. It was just a mistake.

Section Six, use of the property for illegal or immoral purposes.

Section Nine, damage to the fabric of the property, Section Eleven,

incorrectly stored flammable or otherwise hazardous substances.

I think that's anti-social behaviour, don't you?

-Aye, very good.

-What's he talking about? Eileen, gonnae translate?

I'm afraid I have no choice but to commence immediate eviction proceedings.

-You'll need to be out by the end of the day.

-What?

-And you'll need to be out this house in ten seconds.

-Jimmy!

I can add assault to that list, no bother.

-Oh, a wise guy as well, eh?

-Jimmy!

You're throwing us out?

Mr Vincent! You cannae do this!

We're really sorry. It'll no' happen again.

Suggest that you all start packing up.

Can he do this?

I don't know. This is all news to me.

Eileen? Is this a joke?

Has that big nyaff just said

that he's gonnae fling me out my own hoose?

Leave this to me.

Bobby, I want that sign here and up by the end of play.

Mark.

What just happened?

What do you mean?

-You said you're evicting them! Were you serious?

-Absolutely.

Because of some homebrew?

They're called Irritancy Clauses. And they're my best friends.

Those two were a pure gift.

You can't!

I have to. If I don't enforce these contracts to the letter,

we get anarchy.

But with no warning?

Nothing in here about warnings. My hands are tied.

Shall we? I've got three more to clear today.

This was your plan all along.

I've no time for that sort. Sooner they're out, the better.

That sort? You didn't say anything about this.

-You lied to me.

-I did no such thing.

Oh, really? What about, "Nothing happens till the leases are up?"

The leases are up for that shower.

I want good tenants, paying good rents for good flats, remember?

Did you see any of those three things back there?

Neither did I.

Relax! They'll get re-housed. Not my problem.

My problem's turning dumps like this into desirable living spaces

for people that can afford market rents.

Overseas students, that sort of thing. I'll show you the plans.

With your contacts we can score loads of these.

It's a dripping roast.

No way. I want no part of this.

I think you'll find £15,000 says otherwise.

Is this for real?

He can't just parachute in and turn us out on the street.

It's nonsense! I thought you said he was brilliant?

I knew nothing about evictions!

You brought him here. You're gonnae have to sort it out.

You're right. You're right, I will.

What about my clothes, my school stuff?

I know, hen.

I've got things ordered online. I've got a test tomorrow.

We can't just leave!

Oh!

What?

It does say those things he said.

Should've decked him when I'd the chance.

So what do we do now?

Suppose we just wait for Eileen to come and tell us

it was all a big mistake.

Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I need a brandy.

Thanks for coming straight over. It's a relief to be clued up. Bye.

Well?

Well, according to the Housing Officer,

he's gone about it all wrong.

So it was all rubbish?

-Not quite.

-Right?

But, I can definitely hold him off while we contest the evictions.

Can we not just tell him to do one?

You hold the fort. Anybody rings, tell them...

-What?

-Tell them I'm on it. Tell them nobody's going anywhere today.

Sorry. I get it now.

No worries.

I just don't want you running into any legal schtuck here.

You have to serve a Notice of Proceedings,

and you need a court order.

Teaching your granny to suck eggs here.

I do this for a living.

There.

But I did serve notice.

No, you didn't.

Prove it.

They'll take you to court.

Waste of time.

They do that, I'll counter-claim

for compensation for the state they left my properties in...

-they'll be paying me up till Doomsday.

-They don't know that.

They would do, if they tried.

My lawyer.

100% success rate against anyone stupid enough to take me on.

Expensive, mind. Not that I'm ever landed with the costs.

The Mullens and the O'Haras, they're my friends.

Never good to have friends in business.

I know they're a bit...rough. But they're good people.

They don't have the resources to take you on.

They'd rather have a rent increase than be put out.

Not an option.

Please, Mark. Let them stay.

Nice perfume.

Shouldn't you be healing the sick?

Shouldn't you be minding your own business?

Oh, forgot, you don't know how!

So, this all Eileen's doing?

Don't know how she's let this one happen. All these people!

This is your fault. Stupid moonshine was your idea.

Aye, to help you out!

I should never have listened to you.

I'd have never let him over the door

if it wasn't for your fancy kitchen talk.

Don't give me that, you were taken in like the rest of us.

Aye, cos Eileen was bumming him up!

But I got a bad smell right from the start.

What's up with your puss? You're not getting evicted.

Here's Eileen's lapdog, wagging her tail.

It's not Kelly's fault.

Would you just give it a rest.

Look at us. It's like the clearances all over again!

Overreact, why don't you?

Are you all right on your own for five minutes?

Four minutes then?

It just all seems so terribly harsh.

Sorry. I'll get back in.

Hey, it's all right.

It's a pure racket in there, man.

It's not a library.

What's up, pal?

Come on.

A problem shared is worth two in the bush.

Apparently.

It's the IVF.

Went to the clinic this morning, and it didn't work, so...

What did Bob say?

He doesn't know.

He's pure down, Stevie. I cannae lay this on him an' all.

You better let him know. It's his department.

He'll want to support you. Away you go.

It's pure stowed in there.

We'll cope. Stella, go.

Right, well.

I better jump home first and pull myself together.

Right, pal.

MAN COUGHS

Have you told that big shyster where to get aff?

-I'm working on it.

-What's that supposed to mean?

It means she's busting her gut trying to sort your mess out!

Erm... I spoke to Mr Vincent and...I tried to reason with him

but, for the moment, he's determined to proceed...

with the evictions.

Oh! You're kidding?

He's not going through with this?

Over my dead body!

You brought him here like some...Messiah!

Well, I vouched for him in good faith.

Best thing that happened in years?

His record was exemplary and his business plan was...sound.

-Aye, and we fell for it!

-Mum, just let her speak.

Well, I couldn't know he'd take such a rigorous line with the...

Irritancy Clauses.

What you on about?

I'm not the one that breached my lease!

Unbelievable!

You saying we deserve this?

These things are trumped up and you know it.

Gie me his number! I'll sort it out if you cannae.

I don't have it.

Don't gie me that, you're joined at the hip.

Nonsense! I'm not giving out private phone numbers.

You've all got letters, you know how to get hold of him.

You said you'd sort it for us.

I was looking into it, yes! But...

But for now, he's got all the bases covered.

He even gave me details of his lawyer.

He has never lost at this.

So, what happens now?

Well, now, I'll be...

looking into...

sourcing temporary accommodation until you get re-housed.

Temporary? What, like a B&B?!

I don't know yet. But it'll only be short-term.

Look, I've got a number of contacts, so...

I'll be back here in a couple of hours with a solution.

Come on, Kelly-Marie.

Now, please.

Yeah, well, I understand that,

but maybe I haven't made myself clear, Kevin. It IS rather urgent.

And you will, of course, remember my input

into your wind turbine appeal?

Right.

OK, forget it. Save it.

You said nobody was going anywhere. I've got a wee boy!

Yeah, and so have I. And I've not got a home to call my own either.

So, if you're here to help, let's start by cutting the self-pity.

Oh, what do you want now?

It's one o'clock. I was invited.

Right, so I'll go and check the hostels, then.

DOOR SLAMS

Hostels?

Even by your standards, this is spectacular.

That's our friends you've got thrown out.

I did no such thing!

And for what? A shot at the big time wi' that Vincent...

You were all over him.

I asked to meet you to discuss Stuart.

There's nothing to discuss. You've ruined enough lives for today.

He's coming with me before you ruin his as well.

What for...? Stability?

-Tell me, have you moved back home yet?

-Irrelevant.

You haven't.

Cos that's where you murdered Sean Kennedy and you just can't face it.

What a hypocrite!

Shouting the odds at me,

when I could just make one statement to the police!

Lifers don't see very much of their kids.

So where's your moral high ground now?

-You'd get nowhere.

-You quite sure about that?

Knock yourself out. Cos nobody would trust a word you say.

Mrs Donachie.

I asked for DC Cooper.

What's wrong with me?

It's just...I know him.

Not that well, obviously. He's still on his honeymoon.

Constable, cup of tea for Mrs Donachie. Milk?

Yeah.

So...

You're here about Raymond Henderson?

I just thought...

You do know everything you say will be on the record?

Anything else is just...

wasting police time.

I just wanted a word...

-You know what? I'm going to leave it for today.

-Oh! Going so soon?

Yeah, things to do.

Thanks for your time.

Constable, will you show Mrs Donachie out?

SOBBING

That should be all right now.

That's it, you can't over-torque.

-Are you sure?

-Aye.

Any news?

-What, about the evictions?

-Aye.

No.

I was hoping to surprise you today.

Oh, aye?

I've been going to the clinic.

I just got on with it, went ahead and got the implantation and that.

I mean, I knew you'd have wanted to come with me

but I didn't want to stress you out.

Anyway, it's not worked.

I'm not pregnant.

That's a shame.

I mean,

we knew it might take a couple of goes.

Oh, well.

Come here.

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

Eviction's going ahead. They're going to be out on the street.

Right, well, why don't you just say to Kelly-Marie

that her and Cal can stay at ours?

Aye, all right.

See you later then, aye?

'The person you are calling is not available.

'Please leave a message after the tone.'

Answering machine.

Raging at him wouldn't have helped.

Mind I tried?

Eight years...

..and it's over.

All the times we've had in this house.

It's looked after us, right enough.

We got together in this house.

Then we had Madonna.

This is the only home that Madonna's ever known.

I got sick...

..then I got better.

Mind when wee Cal came?

It was like we were complete.

What are we gonnae dae, Kelly?

Guess we better just...

pack up.

Mr Henderson.

A word.

Nice of your local councillor to pay me a visit.

Close one.

Don't let it happen again.

OK. Thanks anyway. Bye.

Raymond.

Something to tell me?

You went.

What makes you think that?

You were seen going in to the station.

You threatened me. I had to.

-So?

-I didn't do it.

For now.

I am not going down for Sean Kennedy,

-you need to understand that.

-Oh, do I?

Somebody needs to remember where the truth is here.

How can you sleep at night?

Could ask you the same thing.

-Stuart deserves better than you.

-Everything I do is for him.

Everything you do is for you!

Some sell-out, Eileen. Your friends, your conscience, all in one go!

What are you getting in return, eh?

Better be worth it, for your sake.

I'm going to need time off while we sort where we're going to live.

I suppose Molly will too?

I can't afford to lose two staff members!

There's nowhere round here.

PHONE RINGS

If there's anything I can do...

What about the Community Centre? Couldn't you bed down there?

It'd only be temporary, but have you any better ideas?

I've known worse, I suppose.

Go and ask that idiot, Murray. Use short words.

Off you go!

You're the one with nowhere to stay tonight!

And Tattie, go home.

They need you more than I do today.

No, that would be great. Yeah.

OK. Thank you.

Thank you so much. Bye.

Murray's agreed to open the Community Centre.

And there's room for everybody.

What, to sleep on the floor?

He'll get a squad in, put some camp beds in.

It's not the Ritz, but it'll do.

You call that a solution? That's not good enough.

It won't be for long. Meanwhile, we'll push on with the re-housing.

We? How?

All you have done is suck up to Mark Vincent

and phone your cronies to pull in favours

that they've all forgotten about!

-That's not true!

-Oh, is it not?

Go on then. What else have you come up with?

-Well, I'm still pursuing a number of avenues.

-Nothing.

-I'm working on it.

-Do you know, how is Madonna

meant to sleep among strangers?

Like I said, it won't be for long.

You have flung out four generations.

My Gran is 73 years old.

A camp bed in a community centre - what is that all about?

And Mum?

Mum is heartbroken.

She's over there trying to make sense of it.

But she can't, cos there isn't any, is there?

-I'd be on my knees if I were you.

-Be careful.

Do you know, I trusted you.

-Don't you walk out of here!

-I'm going to be with my family.

Stella, I'll get that.

That one's lighter.

What is this place for,

if not for the community in its hour of need?

It was the obvious thing for me to do.

So, all your idea, then?

I'd have done it anyway.

Well, at least you're being useful now.

And you could be useful, by leaving us in peace.

Place looks like a bomb hit it.

Put those tables there,

like bedside cabinets.

And push this row back against the wall.

Just the job for a wind bag. Blow that up.

Uh-huh?

Uh-huh?

You're being deliberately obstructive!

Look, I'm a councillor, and this is an emergency situation

and it's your job to deal with it, not palm me off with jargon!

No, this is not the end of the c...

On the house.

-She's coming!

-Oh, hey, hey!

CHATTER FALLS SILENT

-The community centre...

-..is a dump!

But it's local,

and I'm delighted to announce that your accommodation there

-will be free of charge.

-You're spoiling us!

And then where do we move to?

And when? Tonight? Tomorrow?

This is no good for Madonna.

Despite exhaustive efforts,

I have not yet succeeded in sourcing alternative accommodation.

What?!

The Housing Association are aware of the situation,

but they are currently unable to give me a timeline

as to when vacant housing stock will become available.

You made one phone call?

No! I tried everywhere.

Wait a minute. We're still talking Shieldinch, aren't we?

No. There's nothing in Shieldinch.

I'm no' moving to Moss Green!

Well, there's nothing there either.

I'm afraid we're talking about much further out if we're...

hoping to get something any time soon.

That's no use!

I live in Shieldinch.

-I'm no' leaving Shieldinch.

-Neither am I!

Well, I can't help you if you're going to be inflexible!

Otherwise, you're letting yourselves in for a long wait.

In the Community Centre?

Please be assured that I will continue

to work tirelessly on...your behalf.

-She's lost the plot.

-Thanks for nowt.

-Aye.

-I'm no' staying in the community centre.

-No!

It's sad, but one failed IVF is a long way from the end of the road.

Far more end in disappointment than success, you know.

You need to take some time, talk to Bob,

then go back and have a proper chat with the clinic

-when you feel ready, OK?

-OK.

Right...we need, um, towels.

Screens, for privacy.

What else? Pots and pans.

Can you and the boys go to the Red Cross and the Scout hut,

-see what you can find?

-Aye, nae bother.

You learn all this in the trenches?

Hilarious.

That the best you can do?

I need it a lot harder than that.

Left Zinnie in charge.

Bob and Stella are setting up the community centre,

so we're gonnae be all right.

-No, we're not! What are we going to do?

-What we always do.

We cope.

That's it? Cope?!

-Huh! Some fighting talk, that!

-I got us somewhere to sleep.

-And how's HE going to manage?

-I'll be fine.

-This is my home, and I don't want to leave.

-Christina...

DOOR CLOSES

I will NOT let that lassie be put out of this flat.

VOICES ECHO: You brought them here like some...messiah!

You said nobody was going anywhere.

Some sell-out, Eileen.

We all trusted you.

Hi.

You all right? Thanks for the texts.

Nearly texted you before. A few times.

Me too. How you doing?

-SHE SIGHS

-Aw, they'll find you somewhere. They have to.

I know.

It's just...weird.

-I should be used to it by now.

-How do you mean?

Back in the Ukraine, me and Mum shifted loads of times.

Something would happen, and we'd be off.

Know what I wanted more than anything?

Your own room?

Not even that!

My own chest of drawers!

My clothes lived in a wee red suitcase beside my bed.

Beside ALL my beds.

Thanks for not saying, "Sounds like a big adventure"!

It's hard. Well, it sounds it, anyway.

Thought it had finally stopped, coming here.

I was home.

School's going to be a nightmare.

They're vicious about stuff like this.

Saddos. Stuff 'em. Your real friends won't care.

-I

-don't care.

I should be helping at home.

Stay! A few more minutes won't hurt, will it?

SOFT MUSIC PLAYS

DOOR BUZZER

Door's open!

I have to say, I wasn't expecting to hear so soon.

Oh! Looking good!

New beginnings.

You, um, must be tired.

It's been quite a day.

Not really. All in a day's work.

But it was so fast. From A to zed-bed in two moves!

We're not used to that level of efficiency round here.

Well, no point in drawing these things out.

I could give them a few weeks, but it'd be the same result.

Is that right? Well, in that case...

How about you and me...negotiate some breathing space?

For those poor old friends I'm so unwise to have?

Just till they get sorted somewhere else.

What's a few days to a man like you?

I'm always up for negotiation.

One...

..two...

..three...four, five, six...

Should be plenty.

Here, put some pillowcases on those.

Hey.

You do it!

YOU do it.

YOU do it!

YOU do it!

-YOU do it!

-YOU do it!

-YOU do it!

-YOU do it!

THEY LAUGH

SHE GRUNTS

Maw, you're making a fool of yourself.

I'm no' having it, and that's that.

Gie me a hand! Move yourself!

-Give it to me.

-Right, right. Good, son. That's good. Good boy.

That's good. Good. Up you go, up you go.

That's good. Oh, that's good, son.

Listen, did you put the snib on the lock?

-SHE SIGHS

-Useless.

Looking for your teddy?

There you are.

You...you...

Sexy beast?

You knew about this!

You said yourself, I'm a model of efficiency.

-You used me!

-And you weren't using me?!

Let's not lose perspective, Eileen.

It's business.

Give me a call when you get the next batch of information.

BANGING

This isn't going to work!

-Keep pushing, son!

-I'm pushing!

COWARDS! Nobody evicts Molly O'Hara and lives to tell the tale!

Away and terrorise someone yer own size!

Watch yourself, Ma!

-Too late for that! Push, son!

-I'm pushing!

Happy in your work, aye?

-Where's the weans?

-Kelly Marie's taken them to Gina's.

I'll go there now.

Put me doon! Put me doon!

Listen, I'll get the polis

after what you've done to my door!

Here, mind where you put your hands,

-you've got no deodorant on!

-Put my mother down, you!

Oh, Scarlett...

There's no way they're getting this.

How can you no' have a house?

That's my house.

-Here you go, darlin'.

-< Sandwich, anyone?

-Oh, thanks, Liz.

-Thanks, Liz.

Not at all. Raymond gave us the run of the kitchen.

Eileen gone into hiding?

She should, don't you think?

It'd be unwise to tell you what I think.

Come on, Raymond. Spill.

Respect the man, Scarlett. >

-Where would we be without this place, eh?

-Hear, hear.

-I still can't stand you.

-That's fine by me.

Same time tomorrow?

Not here.

My surgery.

DOOR RATTLES

-SCARLETT:

-It's meant to be open!

Murray? Open up!

Fleece! Fleece!

All set up.

-What are you doing?

-I want you to leave.

What?

I want you to move out. Here's your cases.

I'm giving the Mullens your room.

No!

Whiskey, candles...

You slept with Mark Vincent in my home!

My friends get turfed out because of you,

-and you're still here!

-My personal life is none of your business.

-Was that your contribution, yeah?

-I have bust a gut

trying to stop these evictions.

Nobody's gone further than me!

You can say that again!

Yeah, you went all the way, eh?

You know, I never cease to be amazed by your selfishness.

-Now, I want you out.

-What about Stuart?

Stuart's welcome. It's YOU that's not.

I can't leave him.

Fine. Just get a move on, eh?

You should be ashamed of yourself, Jimmy Mullen. Whit aboot women an' children first?

It should be ME that's going, no' you.

Gina never asked you! She's MY pal!

And I'm no' sharing a bed wi' YOU.

We're a family - we're meant to stick together!

-Aye, well, there'll be more room without us here.

-Very noble,

and I don't think.

I'm no' having Madonna staying here a minute longer than she has to.

-Why don't you get that?

-You're no' the only one wi' a wean that needs looking after!

We'll be back in the morning.

Don't put yourself out.

Right, Jimmy, let's go and get Madonna.

We'll be fine.

He likes more pillows than that.

It's all right. Please let me do this.

It's easy to see who's used to living like this.

For now we have no choice, but we'll get through this.

How, exactly? My home's been stolen! And look at that lassie -

she's got school tomorrow!

And I said I wouldn't let it happen.

DOOR RATTLES We're shut, pal.

Listen, I said...

Can we talk?

What have we come to?

Raymond, this has to stop now.

I'll let you see Stuart, OK?

Couple of times a week, maybe. Just drop the residency claim.

Changed your tune.

Yeah, well...

Gina threw me out.

I don't think I can take much more.

I lost all my friends today.

They think I betrayed them.

But I didn't. I mean... The evictions came out the blue.

I was just spun a line by that guy and I fell for it all.

And now I have to...

to put it right.

I've got no home, I've got no friends.

And I don't think I could bear it if we were enemies as well!

Heaven forbid you were thinking of me.

Or Stuart, for that matter.

You just want out of the mess you created for yourself.

Would you rather I lied to you?

I'd be more at home, that's for sure.

Oh, Raymond, stop it!

This is me!

I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

You kept my son from me.

He's all I've got.

And I want him.

And do not try and tell me you would do anything differently

if the tables were turned.

-Raymond...

-You started this, I'm going to finish it.

You want to know why I started it?

Because I lost you.

The man I thought I knew, the man I...

..I used to love.

And none of it made sense. It still doesn't.

And now all this.

I could never be that cruel to you.

Really?! And yet today you went to try and get me put away for LIFE?!

Cut me out of his childhood!

We're finished, Eileen.

Where are you staying?

Right.

Then, Stuart stays with me tonight.

No. No, I'm his mother.

And you're homeless. What d'you think the courts would make of THAT attitude?

It's late, and it's cold...

..and there's a bed for him here.

You've no choice.

-Be a good boy.

-My mummy...

-I know.

Mummy...

DOOR CLOSES

Surprise guest.

No surprise to me.

What's going on here?

Um, Gina gave my room to the Mullens.

We had a row, and she asked me to leave.

What did she do that for?

It was a misunderstanding.

And where's the wee one?

With Raymond.

Must be serious.

You'll stay right here with us until it's sorted.

Yes, yes, of course.

I'll away and make a pot of tea.

And then I'm going to phone Gina and give her a piece of my mind.

No, Dad, don't.

But this is no' right.

Let's just leave it for now, all right?

Right, I'll go make up your bed.

What's goin' on with Bob?

He's just cut up over Deek - that's it.

You don't need to protect him.

I'm his sister. If there's something wrong, then I want to know.

Just a wee bit of fun for Madonna.

You've put her into a beauty contest?!

Since when's it a crime to be pretty?

What is it with you? Just because the IVF didn't work,

it doesn't mean you need to gie up.

I said I'm no' in the mood - are you deaf or something?!

-Does this mean that we're an item, then?

-Yeah.

I suppose it does.

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