04/12/2012 River City

There's a robbery in progress, I need immediate back-up.

-You're applying for residency for Stuart?

-Yep.

-But that's ridiculous.

-He was injured in your care.

-You're never using that.

-I want Stuart.

You can't let this go. You need to report this, this is abuse.

-Who could've done this?

-Whoever it is, is sick.

# My heart is racing

# She puts her hands on mine

# I feel them shaking

-# I look into her eyes... #

-Morning, Christina.

# And I tell her that it's going to be all right

# And I'm never ever going to make you cry

# I'll fix your broken heart, I'll make it beat again

# I'll never let you down, on me you can depend

# And I tell her that we'll always be this way... #

Christina?

# Everyday she's the one that makes me wanna say... #

-Christina?!

-IPOD DROWNS SPEECH

-D'you no' hear your Mammy talking to you?

-What?!

You'll go deef with all that racket.

-Your mother wants to know if you want toast or cereal.

-Whichever!

Oh! Hark at Lady Muck!

You'd think we were in the Grosvenor Hotel, no Deek's ald pad.

# Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo

# You're taking over me

# Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo

# I'm in ecstasy

# Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo

# I just can't believe the love, the love, the love

# It's taking over me!

# The love, the love, the love

# It's taking over me! #

MOBILE BEEPS

-What's got into her?

-I would've thought that was obvious.

-Aye, leaving the flat was unsettling for us all.

-Mood swings. No eating.

-What?

-She'll be fancying some daft boy.

-Very fancy?

-At least I'm not covered in grease.

-You're going to be late.

-I'm on a study day.

-Aaw, you skiver!

-I can skive off if you want me to.

-I could try. I'm owed a few hours.

-Great! I'll come round to yours.

-That won't work.

-Why not?

-The place is minging.

-I don't care.

-Well I do.

-If it's no what you want, that's cool.

-Course it's what I want.

-So where can we go?

-What's wrong with your place?

-You want to get interrupted again?

-That's part of the thrill.

-Oi! That oil willnae change itself.

Slave driver!

-You look nice.

-Thought I'd try something a bit different.

I thought school was for learning. Here, where's your uniform?

It's called study leave.

I've got this really hard biology essay I need to finish today.

Women in science. That's what I like to hear.

I was wondering, any chance I could get the flat to myself this morning?

-Of course.

-Oh! Don't mind me!

I suppose I could be hanging about on the doorstep if I have to.

-Thanks a million!

-Don't work too hard, will you?

-Such enthusiasm.

-She's a credit to you, Tattie.

-Thanks.

I hope while you've been looking after that busload of tarts,

you've had a wee chat with your own lassie about the birds and bees.

You working all day?

No. I was thinking about coming and bunking off with you?

I'm up to my eyes in this essay.

-I really need peace to get it done.

-Everybody's out at work.

-You'll be all right.

-What if an estate agent comes round?

They're just gonnae have a quick look and then go.

Seriously, I'm on course to get an 'A'. I really need to concentrate.

D'you want me to have a word with Raymond

and see if they can put them off for today?

Thanks!

# I'm lost in your love

# And when I wake up

# The first thing I do is think of you

# Lost in your love

# And when I wake up

# The first thing I do is think of you

# I'm lost in your love

# When I wake up

# I'm lost in your love. #

MOBILE BEEPS

-You!

-Oh... Hiya.

-Who did you think I was?

Dunno. Sorry, I'm a bit jumpy.

How come? Have you been getting more dodgy texts?

No, but every time my phone goes,

I'm so sure it's going to be another.

-Don't let it get to you.

-Do you think I should tell someone?

Maybe, if you get more. I'm sure it was just some one-off nutter.

-What are you up to?

-Running errands for the salon.

Thought you were meant to be learning stuff.

Well, I know how to sweep every inch of the floor in there.

No wonder you got out while you could.

I get an hours lunch break later.. if you want to hang out?

-Erm, I've got an essay to do, sorry.

-Shame.

I've hardly seen you since Conor's party.

All that spin the bottle stuff,

-it was so stupid, wasn't it?

-Yeah.

We were all steaming, weren't we?

-Definitely!

-Cool.

Well you should pop round. It'd be good to catch up properly.

-See you later.

-Bye.

I vacuumed yesterday! At a much more sociable hour.

I'm sorry - it's just Stuart dropped a cracker.

He should learn to eat at the table.

I told you the bar reporter's coming this morning.

There'll be no complaints on cleanliness.

It's bad enough I don't have a permanent address.

-Whose fault's that?

-It's so cramped here. Hardly suitable for a toddler.

-Precisely!

-They're here to compile a report for the court.

They'll probably want to speak to you and my dad.

-We have nothing to hide.

-I mean about how I look after Stuart.

You know your father is not good with pressure now.

In fact this whole situation is not at all fair on him.

He wants us here.

Look, if things go badly, they could give custody to Raymond.

-I could lose Stuart.

-That's hardly likely, Eileen.

You're his mother, a councillor,

and a well regarded member of the community.

I'm not taking any chances. So your support would be really appreciated.

-Good morning.

-What are you doing here?

-I was hoping to whisk you away.

-I don't have time.

-Shame.

I've booked a table.

What happened before was a mistake.

-It's just a lunch.

-I can't help you again.

Eileen, I happen to enjoy your company. That's all.

Give me a call if you change your mind.

-Dad!

-What?

-You don't need to do that.

We're having a visitor later, I hear.

I know, but that's nothing for you to worry about.

-BABY CRIES

-I'm coming!

It's the least we can do after all her cleaning.

Aye!

Never seen the place looking so nice. Fit for a king.

-What are you doing up?

-I was thirsty.

-I have just squeezed some oranges for you.

-I'm sick of lying around.

You've just been stabbed.

Most normal people would allow themselves a few days in bed.

-I'm going out my mind doing nothing.

-I got you a load of DVDs.

-All cop and crime stuff as well.

-Not quite the same as the real thing.

You've got to take it easy.

-HE SIGHS

-I need to get dressed anyway.

-I'm due at the doc's.

-OK, I'll come with you.

-Husband?

-Yes, husband?

-Stop fussing.

-Would you rather I didnae care?

-Ahhh!

-Ohhh!

-I'm the one who's hurt!

-Sorry!

-It's OK.

OK, see you then. Bye.

-Has Nicole said anything to you about Christina?

-Like what?

-I think she might be seeing a boy.

-Is that a problem?

I just don't understand why she hasn't told me.

She probably just wants to keep it private.

You know Conor's party?

There was that boy who gave Christina drugs.

Nicole's promised me he's well off the scene.

Could Stevie have fixed her up with one of his pals?

It's far more likely to be a boy from school, isn't it?

-She used to tell me everything.

-She will do again, Tattie.

It's probably just a new phase.

Christina's always had her head in her books.

-I just didn't see this coming.

-She is 17.

-Isn't it about time she showed an interest?

-I suppose so.

As long as she's happy, it's a good thing, isn't it?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Forgot my key.

-Not interrupting, am I?

-No!

Listen, I know you're busy but I'm on a break.

How d'you fancy popping out for a cuppa

and a snowball with your old mum?

I can't. I've got way too much to do.

C'mon, half an hour won't make much difference.

It's been far too long since we had a proper catch up.

SHE GROANS

Mum! I'm not five!

It hardly seems a minute since you were.

I forget you're all grown up... a lovely young woman...

facing new experiences... and challenges.

I do understand, you know. I was 17 myself once.

You can always confide in me.

-There is something I'm a bit worried about.

-Yes?

It's happened a few times now.

I don't know if I should say something or not.

It can be a bit awkward, can't it?

-What?

-Discussing relationships and boys. But it doesn't need to be.

If there's anything, anything in particular you'd like to ask,

I'm always here for you.

-Yeah... I know.

-Getting close to someone... physically...

-it's a wonderful thing.

-Mum, please let's not go there.

Just make sure you both really care about each other.

Why are we having this conversation?

I don't want you feeling

like you have to keep things to yourself or sneak around.

I've heard it all in the surgery.

There's nothing you could say that would shock me.

-I hope you've given her a pack of these.

-What?

-Your freebie johnnies.

-What is up with you two?!

-I'm only trying to be helpful!

I do not have a boyfriend, OK?

ALARM BEEPS, SHE COUGHS

-Oh, Malcolm!

-Look at this, the shirt's ruined.

HE TUTS

-You must've knocked the iron over.

-I've been nowhere near it!

Och, you should've ironed it for me.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Who's that now?

-I can't see through walls, Malcolm!

-I loved this shirt.

-Eileen bought it for me in Edinburgh. Do you remember?

-ALARM CONTINUES

BABY CRIES Oh, no!

DOOR BELL RINGS AGAIN Just a minute!

Do you think I could get another one, just the same?

Oh, one minute.

-Hi. Jo Tait, here for the visit.

-ALARM CONTINUES

Sorry, I wasn't expecting you so soon.

I always like to be a wee bit early.

ALARM STOPS Thank goodness!

Right. Come in.

I'm surprised the neighbours haven't called 999!

-With these pills I can hardly feel a thing.

-How many are you taking?

-A couple - two or three times a day.

-What about at night?

-You sleeping OK?

-Like a baby.

-Did you read the leaflets I gave you?

-Erm, I flicked through, yeah.

-So do you want to see someone?

-About what?

-Trauma counselling.

-I don't need any of that.

-You were taken hostage and stabbed.

-It's part of the job.

You can drop the machismo in here.

All right, it wasn't a pleasant experience,

but I'm well on the mend now.

You know the psychological effects can emerge much later.

Well, if they do, I'll see anyone you want.

Until then, can I please go back to work?

I'm signing you off for another week.

-HE SIGHS

-Why?!

Because the wound hasn't healed. We don't want any setbacks.

All I'm going to do is sit at my desk and catch up on case files.

If I have to lie around any longer, I will need therapy. C'mon, Doc.

Here's another week for you if you want it.

Stronger painkillers if you don't. Your body. Your choice.

Thanks, Doc.

I'll be making a few notes, if that's OK.

-My memory's not what it was either.

-That's Stuart sound asleep.

He's been very unsettled what with all the to-ing and fro-ing.

Poor wee soul.

I understand your ex-husband

has some concerns about Stuart's living arrangements.

Well, obviously since we left Raymond's flat, it's taken us

a wee bit of time to find our feet.

-But they're fine here with us now.

-Is it a permanent arrangement?

For the time being, yeah. Better for Stuart than living above a pub.

-How many of you live here?

-Just us.

-FOOTSTEPS ON THE STAIRS

Oh, and...

-Oh, sorry!

-Our lodger...

-Who the devil's that?

-Sorry, folks!

Apologies, I forgot about Gabriel. He works long hours.

-Probably having a long lie.

-Does he have any contact with Stuart?

-No, none at all. I'm his sole carer.

-We help out where we can.

-That's nice.

-I don't look after Stuart. Not any more.

Not since I left him on the subway.

# It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny

# But I've gotta let it go

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love in a hopeless place... #

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

-Hiya!

-Hi.

-You going to let me in then?

-Yeah, course, sorry.

I managed to get everyone to stay away

but then you wouldn't believe my mum.

She made me go out for tea and started going on about boys

-and relationships.

-Christina?

-I actually thought I was going to die!

# Shine a light through an open door

# Love a life I will divide

# Turn away cos I need you more

# Feel the heartbeat in my mind

# It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny

# But I've gotta let it go

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love in a hopeless place

# We found love... #

-D'you know something?

-What?

This is going to sound really weird...

but I think I....

D'you know something?

What?

-I think you're really fit.

-THEY LAUGH

So, do we pass?

All my findings will be in the report.

Look, if there's something I can put right, I need to know now.

-I shouldn't really comment...

-But?

This environment isn't particularly suitable for a two-year-old.

-What are you talking about?

-It's quite...chaotic.

-You do know I'm a councillor?!

-Your father mentioned it, yes.

Some of the homes and families I've seen... Stuart is loved!

You'll get a copy of the report through your solicitor.

What were you thinking of letting him iron a shirt?!

He got the board out while I was in the bathroom.

-I wanted to look smart for your visitor!

-This is your father's home.

He can iron what he likes, whenever he likes.

-He might just have lost me my son!

-Take no notice, Malcolm.

-And as for you! Bringing home all sorts!

-I pay good rent to live here.

Exactly. Now you said yourself this place is not suitable for a child.

And it isn't as though you were invited to stay.

Well, if we're not welcome, I'll pack our bags.

-Eileen, she didnae mean that...

-I most certainly did.

ALICE AND CHRISTINA GIGGLE AND CHAT

-You're blocking the pavement.

-Sor-ry.

Alice!

Right, come here, give me one. Give me one.

-Right, you can have them.

-No!

THEY LAUGH

Please, get a room!

-What was that?

-No-one wants to see you two slobbering over each other.

-We weren't slobbering!

-What's it to you anyway?

-Alice, leave it.

No! Don't you dare sneer at us!

I think you should put your girlfriend on a tighter leash.

She's NOT my girlfriend.

-Something I said?

-Wait! I'm sorry...

You couldn't get enough of me this morning.

So what was that about if I'm not your girlfriend?

I thought we'd been through this before?

You know how I feel about you.

Yeah, but you don't want anyone else to know.

-It's nobody else's business!

-I get it. It's fine. You're ashamed of me.

-Course not!

-Feels that way to me.

Hi, husband. Where are you? How did you get on at the doctor?

Can you call me as soon as you get this.

Christina!

-I didn't appreciate your email.

-What email?

-How many have you sent me today?

-None.

Sorry, but I don't find anything funny about lesbian porn.

-Why would I send you that?!

-You tell me.

-Someone's hacked my account.

-Yeah, right.

-Nicole, seriously. This is getting really scary now.

-It could be the same person who's sent me the texts.

-Very convenient.

How would I even get stuff like that? Honestly, it turns my stomach.

-What does? Porn or gays?

-Two women doing stuff, it's repulsive.

What's that?!

D'you know what I find more repulsive? Bigots!

Hiya, Gillian. Come on we'll get your coat off?

I swear I don't know what any of this is about.

-Someone's definitely got into my account.

-Maybe.

-Adeeb's great at IT.

-Would he check it out?

-Probably, if you turn on the charm...

-I'm pretty sure he fancies you.

-What?!

-Don't look so surprised.

You're no bad looking when you put in a bit of effort.

-If this carries on, you can talk to me about it.

-Yeah - thanks.

Who could be doing it?

'Hi, husband. Where are you?

'How did you get on at the doctor? Call me as soon as you get this.'

-Sir.

-What are you doing here?

-Thought you might be missing me.

You've been signed off sick.

-I've got a mountain of paperwork to catch up on.

-I'll reassign it.

-Why would you want to do that? Feeling guilty?

-My office.

I'll excuse your attitude this once.

Your love-in with the local gangster almost got me killed.

I saved your life.

Why? Because Superintendent Cole was breathing down your neck?

You're upset, understandably.

Clearly too upset to be back at work.

I don't know about you but I became a police officer to uphold the law.

You've your own way of interpreting that.

Which, so far, I've kept to myself. We're not too dissimilar you and I.

-I would never do Lenny Murdoch's bidding.

-We both play the long game.

So turning a blind eye to robbery is that part of some master plan is it?

-Of course.

-Which is?

-I'll get one of the lads to drive you back.

-No, I'm OK, thanks.

-Look at you, you can barely stand.

Go home, rest up, spend some time with your partner.

Once you're fit again, we can discuss this properly.

Don't ever play me again.

Nicole's always saying you're a genius at this.

-Brainy as well as handsome.

-Aye, that'll be right.

-Can you tell who got into my account?

-Nope.

-Do you know how they got in?

-Your passwords are too weak.

-Right...

-Sorry.

-Easy done. I've reset it with this mix of numbers and letters.

-Memorise this and then destroy the paper.

-Thanks so much.

-No bother.

If there's anything I can do in return...

I've thought for ages, that you're dead nice... Well smart and funny.

And dead pretty too.

I was just wondering if maybe, do want to go out sometime?

I'm not so sure... I've got a lot of school work on just now.

-It's not that I don't like you...

-Really?

-What you two doing?

-Just stuff.

-Someone hacked my account and sent weird emails.

-How d'you mean - weird?

-Lesbo porn.

-Lesbo porn? Let me see!

-No way!

-It's disgusting!

-You mean well hot.

-What's so hot about it?

-Two girls.

Just is.

-Careful.

-It's too tight!

-Let me try.

Fine, I'll just mess it up.

See, you just need a wee bit of patience.

-You know you've been in a right mood ever since you got back.

-Sorry.

-If you're bored with the work...

-No, I'm not. I'm definitely not.

I'll have it fixed.

-Nicole's away on her lunch.

-I wanted to see you...

to say sorry...

What's so disgusting about two women being together?

-Nothing.

-Then why say it?

-I was scared...

-Of what?

-In case Nicole thought I was like that.

-Would that be so terrible?

Hey, what is it?

There you go.

-When did you first know you were...

-'Gay'?

You won't self-combust if you say it out loud.

Since I fell for my wee pal Liam in Primary One at school.

I suppose it might be complicated if it's not clear cut.

-I don't know what I am.

-That's OK.

-Some people go their whole lives no knowing.

-There is this girl I like.

-A lot.

-Aye, but Nicole's with Stevie.

-Not Nicole!

-Who is it then?

-Doesnae matter. I've probably blown it anyway.

-How come?

-She thinks I'm ashamed of her.

-Are you?

-I don't want to be.

-She's amazing and gorgeous.

-So what's the problem?

If I told folk I had a boyfriend, they'd be happy for me.

But if I told them I had a girlfriend...

-You don't know how they'll react...

-True.

Everyone round here likes you

but you still got beaten up by that psycho.

That's no reason for you to hide away.

Look, it's so much easier to come out when you're in a good place.

-I've been getting some pretty nasty texts and stuff.

-Ignore it.

What if they keep going? What if it gets worse?!

You've found somebody that makes you happy, so go for it.

Don't let this stop you.

Telling my family is going to be a nightmare.

They all think I'm into boys. Molly even got me a pack of condoms.

I totally flipped!

Molly's dead cool.

-She'll support you in anything.

-Do you think?

-Aye, and your ma sees it all in that health centre.

-That's what she says.

-There you go then. She'll probably guess.

-Really?

It won't be half as bad as you think.

I didn't hear you come in.

-I've been working in my room.

-Have you finished your essay?

-Nearly.

Miriam seemed very impressed with your work ethic.

-Mum?

-Uh-huh?

-You know in the cafe when you were asking about boys and stuff?

-Yes.

-There is someone I like.

-That's wonderful, Christina. Who is it?

It's a she.

All girls get crushes. It's a part of growing up.

It's not a crush. I love her.

Does she feel...the same?

She likes me, yeah.

Are you having a relationship?

Kind of.

-What's the problem?

-You're not gay.

-You can't be!

-I don't believe you!

After everything you said about coming to you, confiding in you!

-I am trying to help! You're making a big mistake!

-What's going on?!

What's all the row about?

She doesn't want to know I'm into girls!

-What?

-I'm like Robbie and Will!

No, you're not! She's confused!

Yeah. About why I've got a bigot for a mum!

Oh, come here, hen.

Oh, you'll be all right.

-Can I have a latte to go, please?

-No problem.

I heard you've been in the wars.

-Fighting the good fight.

-Yeah.

You want to stick to the hairdressers, mate.

A lot safer than playing action man.

You all right?

I just saw you get out of the police car. Have you had a relapse?

I'm saving that until after I've eaten.

Seriously though, you are all right?

-You'll be delighted to know the DCI's sent me home.

-Unfit for duty?

He thinks after what I've been through,

you and I should spend some time together. Thanks.

I knew I always I liked him. Deep down, I did.

-What's that for?

-For being you.

Right, home!

Raymond Henderson, I was hoping I'd bump into you.

I've got something that might interest you.

£25,000.

What's that for?

Deek's flat.

Once you sign this, you get the remaining 75%.

A hundred grand?

-The flat's worth a lot more than that.

-No to me.

-I'm no letting it go for a song.

-I doubt you've had better offers.

This one unfortunately, has got a limited shelf-life.

PHONE BEEPS

-That's the eats sorted.

-Have we got enough dip?

I don't want you having any reason to get off that couch.

Look what arrived when you left...

Ta-da! Isn't it lovely? Wait to you see this one of Hayley.

Doesn't she look gorgeous?

Though I wish she'd let me do that hair though,

it wasn't her best look.

-Drink?

-Coffee if you're offering.

I need to get copies of these for everyone...

-Hey, what are you doing?!

-For heaven's sake, Robbie.

I can put the kettle on!

Hiya, wee man.

Hey!

How are you, son? Hey!

I've just got him settled.

I'm saying hello to my son. I'm no ignoring him just to keep you happy.

What's all this? Gina said you were staying at your dad's.

-You keeping tabs on me now?

-No, I'm keeping tabs on my son.

Well, I can't keep moving him around.

-I need to get somewhere permanent.

-Can you afford it?

I'd hardly be looking if I couldn't.

Cos I'm soon gonnae have a very big wedge of cash

sitting in my bank account.

-Is that right?

-Yeah, from the sale of Deek's flat.

-Good for you.

So when we go to court, I'll have money, a home...

-Oh, yeah, and the local doctor on my side.

-Well I'm his mother.

-You can't change that.

-But you can't provide for him, can you?

Thank you.

-Look, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't for Stuart but...

-What's that?

Can we move back in for a few weeks, a month at the most?

What am I supposed to do with the Mullens?

What's happened to them is awful, but we're family.

-I thought you were staying with Dad.

-It's overcrowded.

-Eileen, you can't keep moving Stuart from pillar to post.

-Exactly.

Well rent somewhere and give him a proper home.

Have you seen the prices? I need time to save for somewhere decent.

And the solicitor's bills already sky high.

Yeah, well you brought that on yourself!

Eileen, I told you, you should never have taken Raymond to court.

It's not right.

He's been good to you, apart from that, he's Stuart's daddy.

I know, you're right. I had the perfect life with Raymond.

I had a lovely home, a good job, child care on tap.

-Right, well go back to him, and say you're sorry.

-It's too late.

-You mean your pride won't let you.

-Will you help me out here or not?

I'll take Stuart until you get fixed...

But I'm sorry, I've not got room for you.

I would never see you out on the streets.

I can manage.

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

Come in.

Ah! Eileen? Have you got an appointment?

You should be ashamed of yourself!

-About what exactly?

-You know fine well.

-Do I?

Taking Raymond's side over mine. He's dragging me through the courts.

Maybe we should discuss this over a cup of coffee?

If you don't withdraw this ridiculous accusation,

I'm going to report you to the GMC for incompetence.

-Your son had a head injury.

-Every child falls and bangs their head.

His father said he was injured in your care.

I'm obliged to pass on the facts.

Well, you'd better be very sure of them, lady.

That was close. Round two?

Back home in Ukraine, people are persecuted for being openly gay.

Some politicians would like to push it underground altogether.

-You're living in Scotland now.

-Even here, the churches don't want it.

Well, that's Christianity for you.

All judgement and nae sense.

And they wonder why half their pews are empty.

-Look at Robbie, attacked in the street.

-But what about his wedding?

Was that not a display of love?

Surely that's what you want for Christina?

Of course but...I always thought she'd get married, have children.

It's a bit early for that. Of course you can still be a granny.

There's that IV thingy and loads of other things.

She says she's in a relationship.

Well, she's got a good head on her shoulders.

She works hard, she does well at school. She's due a wee bit of fun.

-I'm afraid for her, Molly.

-Uch, come on, she can stand up for herself.

-I don't think I can accept it.

-Well, I'm afraid you have to.

If no for you, for your lassie.

Something up?

-Christina's got some good news.

-Oh, aye?

-She thinks she's in love.

-Aw, that's nice.

-Aye...but with a lassie.

-Congratulations, hen...

-Urgh!

-Christina? Where are you going?

-Out!

I've told my mum.

And Bob and Molly.

I thought that's what you wanted.

What about everybody else?

I'm still getting used to it myself.

I'm proud of what I am.

-Yeah, you should be.

-And I was proud to be with you. But you...

-You were embarrassed by me.

-No way.

You cared more about what a stranger thought, than about me.

I said I'm sorry!

-I'm scared, OK?

-Of what?

You know I've been getting nasty texts.

Now someone's hacked my email.

-Who?

-I don't know.

Christina, I can't hide away even if you can.

You have GOT to step up to the plate.

-That's the only way you're going to show them.

-I know...

But for now, can't we just keep things between us?

If this is the way it's going to be,

then I'm not sure there can be an 'us'.

Mark Vincent called. He says - have you changed your mind yet?

-Whatever that means.

-He just wants my support on a...

-..a planning application.

-To chuck more people out on to the street?!

-Of course not.

-Anyway, I'm off.

-Unless you want me to stay and lock up after you.

-No, no, on you go.

I'll do that.

Aaw, Will. It's so sweet.

I don't know why I never picked up on it before.

I'm going to email this photo to Christina. What are you doing?

Rearranging this cupboard. I can never find anything.

-Agh!

-What was that?!

-What are you doing?!

-I tried to catch it.

-Right!

From now on, you are going to do, as I say. All right?!

-Shall I call the doctor?

-No, I'm fine.

-You might have busted your stitches.

-Robbie, please don't fuss!

For once, would you just please see this from my side.

-I'm the one that got injured.

-And I'm the one that nearly lost you.

I'm not part of your world.

I don't know anything about robberies or drug busts.

How do you think I felt when I got that call?

And before you're even healed,

the first thing you want to do is put your life on the line again.

Without a single thought for me!

-I've been selfish, I'm sorry.

-Look, I know you love your work

and I will never stand in the way of that, but at least let me worry.

-Well, the doc's signed me off for another week anyway.

-Good!

So I need my husband to take good care of me.

Well, first thing's first,

-get these clothes off and get back in that bed.

-Yes, boss.

Where is she?

In her room.

-It's getting cold.

-That's up to her.

-She's not a child anymore, clearly.

-Excuse me, Tattie.

I'll take it to her.

I can't get my head round this...

I mean, I knew it'd be awkward when she got into boys but...

-how did this happen?

-Are you saying it's my fault?

Of course I'm not.

She's never really had a boyfriend before, has she?

I thought she was more into studying.

I can't have been much of a role model.

Plenty of kids grow up without any kind of father around.

Maybe she and I have been too close over the years.

Put that straight out of your head. You're a brilliant mum.

This girl that she's met. D'you think maybe she's influenced her?

She must have.

If there's one thing our Christina is good at,

it's knowing her own mind.

Right, well, we're just going to have to accept it then won't we?

# Don't worry, sweet baby

# Don't you ever worry 'bout a thing

# Put them worries on the shelf 'n' learn to love yourself

# Don't be your own worst enemy

# Hang loose, hang loose

# Let the ocean worry 'bout bein' blue

# Hang loose, hang loose... # MOBILE BEEPS

# Go with the tide and I'ma take care of you

# Come with me, sweet darlin'

# I got a seat ya ticket for the plane

# We going to fly to Waikiki, it will just be you 'n' me

# And we'll let the sun melt our cares away

# Hang loose, hang loose

# Let the ocean worry 'bout bein' blue. #

MUSIC STOPS WITH A JOLT

DOORBELL RINGS

-Hiya.

-Hello.

Is Christina in?

You'd better come in.

You have a visitor!

So you'll be our Christina's young lady, I suppose.

Her name's Alice.

-Alice, here, have a seat, sit down, hen.

-Cheers.

Can I get you a drink or anything?

Yeah, please, I'll have whatever you guys are having.

-I'll bring out the good china.

-We've got some fruit cake in the cupboard.

-Maybe we should go to my room.

-I don't think so.

-Why not?

-We want to have a nice chat and get to know Alice. Don't we, Bob?

-Aye.

-So do you live by yourself?

-Yeah.

-Don't your family mind you being so far away from home?

-Not really.

You're wee Bob's apprentice in the garage, aren't you?

-Yeah, he's a proper nice guy.

-Do you like your work?

-Mum!

-She's not here to be cross-examined.

-I'm trying to show interest.

-Let me help you with that.

-I see you've been well brought up, hen!

Thanks for the picture, by the way. It was proper cute.

I knew you couldn't resist.

-If we're going to work together again, I'll need more.

-Of what?

-Money.

-I'm sure that can be arranged.

-And a place to live.

-Big enough for me and my son.

-Let's talk about that over dinner.

It's not like you're short of properties.

I suppose I do have an empty place in the Merchant City.

-You living there would have its advantages.

-How d'you mean?

I could visit whenever I like.

It was so sweet of Robbie to send it.

-A nicer boy you couldn't wish to meet.

-It was a smashing wedding.

-LAPTOP BEEPS

-We had a proper laugh doing the drinks, didn't we, Christina?

-I don't believe it.

-What's the matter?

-What's happened?

-Nasty messages on her school page.

-You're kidding - how?!

-Who would do that?!

-Someone's got it in for me!

Nicole gets porn from my email. I get sent disgusting texts. Now this!

Ignore it. Bullies will get bored if you just pretend you don't care.

-Take no notice, hen!

-I can't! Don't you get it?

-Everyone at school can see this.

-Let me try and delete them.

-Leave them as they are.

-I want it taken off.

We'll need the messages as evidence. When I complain to the school.

-There's no point. I'm never going back there!

-Don't be daft.

-Then they've won!

-I don't care!

-I'm ringing the principal just now.

-This is totally unacceptable.

-Mum, please don't.

You'll only make things worse!

You mustn't let this thing spoil things between you two.

-We won't. Definitely not.

-Wake up, Molly.

This proves just how much prejudice there is out there.

So what are we supposed to do - pretend we don't exist?

No reply.

-Good. I don't want any fuss.

-Think, Christina. Who could have done this?

-Who could get on to your school page?

-I don't know.

-Who knows about you two?

-Nobody.

-Someone must.

Who's had access to your laptop?

Adeeb, I suppose.

-He changed my passwords.

-Right!

-Mum, no!

-Christina, come with me.

Alice - she'll see you tomorrow.

You won't believe the messages.

-Pure filth.

-Why would they send homophobic messages to Christina?

That's of no importance. The fact is, she's being harassed.

I'm sorry, Christina, but you can't blame Adeeb without any proof.

He had access to her laptop.

I got sent that porn from Christina's account

way before Adeeb was anywhere near it.

Whoever's doing this managed to hack into my account.

-He knows all about IT.

-What's this all about?

-No idea.

-If it was a prank with you and your pals...

-I wouldn't do that.

Adeeb, Christina's been sent some nasty, obscene messages.

-I'm no deaf.

-Was it you?

-No way.

-You sure?

All I did was try and help her.

No, no way, I don't think it was him.

No. He wouldn't, he thinks way too much of you.

If it wasn't Adeeb, we'll find out who it was.

I was going to tell them about Alice until you stopped me.

They don't need to know. Your personal life is your business.

You see, that's exactly what I've been afraid of.

You can't lay yourself open.

So you'd rather Alice and me wasn't happening at all.

I'm your mother.

From the moment you were born, I've wanted to keep you safe.

You also taught me to be proud, and confident,

afraid of nothing or no-one.

LIVELY LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

..Jimmy's nudging me and I says to him - it's no me snoring, it's Gina!

I couldnae believe the racket.

Honestly, you'd have thought she was in the same bed.

-In your dreams, Jimmy.

-No chance.

-It is good of Gina letting you stay.

-I know, darling.

-I'll be wearing my headphones, tonight though!

THEY LAUGH

LAUGHTER STOPS

Christina! Come on, hen, come in and have something to eat.

Here you go. Take that, son.

I'm sure everyone is pleased for you.

Aye, aye, aye, it's very nice, darling.

Aye, it is.

-I knew there was something going on. It's my Alice, isn't it?

-Your Alice?

No, you know what I mean.

Look, I think the two of you are dead cute together.

-Just don't keep interrupting her at work, all right?

-OK.

-I never knew, darlin'.

-Well you know now!

-Nothing much shocks me!

-We're all dead happy for you, sweetheart.

-Thanks.

-I think this calls for a wee toast.

-To Christina...

-To Christina and her new pal!

-ALL: Christina!

# Darling you're with me, always around me

# Only love, only love

# Darling I feel you, under my body

# Only love, only love... # MOBILE BEEPS

# Give me shelter, or show me heart

# Come on love, come on love

# Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart. #

All I'm saying is, if it was me.

Some guy messing about with my family. I'd want to know who he is.

-A pageant?

-Aye.

-So that's what the outfits are all about too?

-Aye.

I just think you're taking this a bit too far.

I mean does Madonna even want to do it?

Chucking people out their homes and making a fast buck.

Eileen, you went into this with your eyes open.

You burnt your bridges for something better in life, no going back now.

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