19/02/2013 River City

Stella, I'm broken, and there's nothing you can do to fix me.

Will you just let me try, please?

You're no' listening!

I just want you to relax.

There, that relaxed enough for you?

I can't let her go out like that.

She's just trying to get a rise out of you, ignore it...

she'll be fine.

# I feel so close to you right now

# It's a force-field

# I wear my heart up on my sleeve

# Like a big deal... #

We need to be quiet.

# ..Your love pours down on me

# Surround me like a waterfall. #

ALARM BEEPS

What time's it?

-Just after eight.

-What?!

Why's your alarm on?

College.

-LEYLA:

-Nicole?

->

Skip it.

You want to just hang out here, or something?

Well, it's your birthday, whatever you like.

-Nic?!

->

Two seconds!

(Two seconds.)

So, what d'you think? The boys thought you'd like it.

I do.

Yeah, I can tell.

I do, it's cute.

Cute enough to join us for dinner tonight?

Adeeb says he's going to cook

and Conor said he's got mysterious plans for dessert.

What's he going to do, hobble to a cake shop?

All under control, apparently. So, what do you think?

Obviously, if you've got other plans...?

Sorry, has anybody got a charger to fit this?

Yeah, mine's over there.

Nice balloons.

All down to my little brothers. They want to do a meal as well.

Oh, sounds good.

You're welcome to come along as well, Deckz, if you like?

-You don't have to.

-Bit of grub, then back into town - what's not to like?

Nice one.

Yeah, nice one.

No problem.

So, that's tonight sorted. What are your plans for the rest of today?

Maybe just take it easy?

Sounds good to me.

You know, I give in!

What am I supposed to get a 17-year-old girl

for a birthday present?

Well, relax, it's for Nicole.

You've spoiled our fun, son,

she was all set to give you a proper Liz Hamilton lecture, there!

You can always keep me in check, Elizabeth.

Och, you don't need it, not really!

You must be kidding, woman!

I've seen the look on your face

when one of his overnight guests joins us for breakfast.

Aye, and I've seen the look on yours!

Aye, you might be having a high old time now, Gabriel,

but that's only till the right one comes along and you settle down.

-If you say so.

-You've been sitting through there

agonising over a gift for your niece -

you're a family man, Gabriel Brodie, like it or not.

See yous later.

PHONE RINGS

Deckz, your phone's ringing!

DOORBELL RINGS

Don't you just hate it when that happens?

There are some things I find more annoying.

-Thanks, Gabe.

-You're very welcome.

Thanks for showing me up - I haven't even written mine yet!

Well, you've obviously been busy.

Guess who's playing at Corazina tonight.

-No way?

-Mm-hm. It's just a warm-up gig but it's a start...

-Brilliant!

If they pay you enough, might be able to afford shoes and a shirt.

Oh, they'll pay me enough.

Look, I'm gonnae give them a buzz back.

-You spread the word to your pals, right? I need a good crowd.

-OK.

Does this mean you won't be around for dinner tonight?

Erm, well, it depends.

Well, I could always freeze Adeeb's curry

till you're 18th birthday, if you like.

I'll be there.

You should come, too. The more the merrier, or whatever.

-You OK with that?

-Why wouldn't I be?

No reason.

So what, say about half six?

I'd make it half five - she'll have one foot out the door otherwise.

I'll look forward to it.

-Seriously?

-Yeah.

This time last year she'd ran away from home.

I would take an unsuitable boyfriend over that any day of the week.

-Unsuitable?

-Well, I'm practising my good manners for tonight.

-I'll see you later.

-See you.

-Tell me if there's a dress code.

-Just make sure you make an effort.

Is it not a bit late for you to be going in?

I'm not that busy.

-My ma wants us to go round tonight, did I tell you?

-Nah.

Well, she does. So...if you want...?

-It's better than staring at the walls, in't it?

-Aye.

Bob...

..I'd like to go to your ma's. It'd be nice.

All right.

CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS

When did you get these?

First thing.

They're lovely.

I'm glad you like 'em.

I'm going to work.

-Are you sure you're up to it?

-Yeah...

you can hardly see anything.

Around for lunch?

I think I'm pretty full-on today.

Yeah, me too...

sitting around the flat with my dad,

waiting for a phone call that ends my career!

Maybe we can go out for a drink later, or something?

I'd like that.

Thank you for the flowers.

-Do you know what you need?

-I don't know, Nicole, what do I need?

A bit of glamour in your life.

You reckon, aye?

If I said, "Cool club, great music and free in," what would you say?

I'd say, "Thanks, but no thanks."

Really?

Aye, I'm supposed to be going round to Scarlett's for dinner.

Well, then, come after. Tell her, Stevie.

What?

That she's got the rest of her life to be an old married woman

and she should have some fun while she's young.

And what makes you think she'd listen to me?

Sorry, Nicole, it's not my thing.

Your loss.

I'm sorry about that.

Stella...where's Stevie?

I think he's up the stair.

-Gonnae tell him the barrel needs changing?

-Me?

-Aye.

-Well, I can do the barrel, I've changed it before.

OK...

what's wrong?

-Nothing.

-You've been funny around him all week, what's he done?

-Nothing!

-If he thinks he's, "The big I am," because he's the boss...

He disnae, Scarlett.

I'll have a word wi' him!

No! Gonnae no' do that, please.

-Just promise me you willnae say anything.

-Ah, keep your hair on.

Scarlett!

I solemnly promise I will not say a word to our beloved bar manager.

Good.

PHONE RINGS

Two seconds, I need to get this.

-Hello?

-Excuse me a moment, sir.

Right, leave the monkey alone, go straight to the organ-grinder.

What are you doing out here?

Well, this is needing done.

Aye, so's meeting and greeting the punters.

Not to mention serving them.

Well, Stella and Scarlett are in there.

That's right, they're in there, you're out here, funny that.

How d'you mean?

Well, you're not that long in the job

and already there's some sort of atmosphere?

Not as far as I'm concerned...

Not what Scarlett says.

Since when did a word of truth ever come out of her gub?

I want some life in there. After getting rid of laughing boy...

..are you gonnae let me down?

-No.

-Good.

Get back in there and turn on the charm.

It's from the hospital, I thought you might want to see it.

Could've waited till the night.

D'you think he could've?

-Here, what's happened to your face?

-Erm...

12th of March.

That's only a couple of weeks? That was fast, eh?

Aye, the sooner the better, eh?

Aye, get in, get the operation, then he gets fitted with they...

-thingamajigs...

-Grommets.

Aye, them, and his hearing's perfect.

Aye, clear as a bell.

-Jimmy, d'you want a wee cup of tea?

-Er, no, I better get going, thanks.

-See you later, eh? I'm glad it's good news.

-Aye, me too.

Right, I'll put the kettle on.

Hiya.

All right?

What's that?

A pain in the backside, that's what it is.

It's just a wee something for Cal, he got his hospital date through.

And you bought him a present?

Aye, nipped into town.

Town?

Is that so hard to believe?

No. No...it's just dead nice of you.

I didn't want to bother you,

have you trailing round weans' shops, you know?

No, that's all right.

Right, just put a bit there, all right?

Team work, eh?

Team work.

So, what you after, anyway? You didn't come to help me with that.

No, Shirley phoned

and said she was wanting to get the place redecorated.

That's good, is it no'?

We'll need to move out for a wee while but...

aye, I suppose it is.

Maybe she'll let us choose the colours and stuff.

Aye, maybe. Be like a fresh start.

Aye, be brand new.

-You still up for my ma's tonight?

-Aye, of course.

Unless you want to go to the dancing with Nicole Brodie?

-What?

-That's what I said.

-I'll see you later.

-See you.

Ah, I know. I know!

Right, fine, you stay in, watch the Hairy Bikers in your jammies.

-Kelly Marie, you used to be into clubbing, right?

-I still might be.

D'you fancy it tonight?

My boyfriend's got a new night on in town.

I could maybe pop down later. What time are you talking about?

Nine till 11.

Who finishes at 11?

Well, it's kind of a pre-clubbing thing.

More like not really a clubbing thing.

Get back to me when it's a proper gig.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you not going to introduce me to your friend?

No.

Christina, it's my birthday today.

Happy birthday.

I'm going out in town later, my boyfriend's DJ-ing.

-Have a lovely time.

-Well, you can come if you want - both of you.

No. Thanks. I'm sure there are loads of other people you can ask,

if you need to look popular. Come on.

Me? You're asking me?

-Sounds like it.

-You must be desperate!

-It's not a big deal.

-Oh, OK then, I think I'll pass.

OK, it is a big deal.

It's my birthday...and it's a new gig for Deckz.

I really want you to come.

There'll be loads of guys there.

-Guys? Or neds?

-Cool guys.

And if there's no-one you like then I'll pay for your taxi home...

..and I'll get you in for free...

and I'll buy the first round of drinks.

-Taxi there?

-Deal.

Bob, I've really got to home early.

-What? You cannae just...

-You know, it's female problems...

No, it's all right, on ye go.

His face!

It never fails, I'm telling you. Adeeb, when do we eat?

-Eh, an hour.

-Cool, make it 45 minutes.

Now, are we going to have to queue outside? Because it'll play havoc with my hair.

We're with the DJ - no queueing.

No queueing for what?

Deckz is playing a set at Corazina.

That's meant to be really cool.

You're going clubbing with Nic? Really?!

Just adding a little class to the mix.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Wonderful.

Maybe you could classily get the door, then?

Happy birthday, Nic.

Leyla! That's loads.

I didn't know what to get you -

you'd said about driving lessons or a new phone, I'd seen some watches...

Anyway, just something nice, yeah?

Yeah. Seriously, thanks.

And it's our waiter for the evening.

THEY ALL LAUGH

-I said make an effort, not fancy dress!

-Aye, I scrub up all right!

-You look like a tube.

-Cheers!

-Hey, did you get the right one?

-Would I ever let you down?

-I thought you were organising dessert.

-Shh!

Oh, dessert, on someone's birthday, I wonder what that could be!

-BOTH:

-Not what you think.

Come on, you. You need as much time as you can get.

What, they going out together?

Thanks, Kelly, hen.

Gonnae just get it down your neck, Gran, Robbie needs to go home.

We don't rush the customers, do we, Kelly?

Even when they turn up late and demand a pensioner's discount?

I'm no' in any rush, don't worry.

Look, d'you mind if I shoot off - there's just something I need to do.

No, not at all, go for it.

And give Cal a kiss fae me, will you? Tell him he's a brave soldier.

-I will. Right, see yous.

-See you.

-Cheery-bye!

-Right, where was I?

-You were gonnae tell me how you got that bruise!

I was in the shower this morning...

Oh, here, listen to this, Kerry Katona's found love again!

Good for Kerry.

You done?

Aye.

-Are you done slagging me off to Lenny?

-I wisnae...

Oh, sorry, you got Scarlett to do your dirty work for you.

What are you talking about?

Look, if you cannae cope with what happened, pack your job in.

Don't try and get me the sack.

-Do you want to keep your voice down?

-Sorry, should I be mair discreet?

-Aye!

-Aye, well, I'd send you a text but you never answer them.

Look, I'm sorry...

I just thought it would be better to...

To what?

Act like nothing happened.

Uh-huh.

Fine.

I can live with that.

It's nice, isn't it?

I'm just glad you're not going to wear your tabard.

You know, you could use your birthday money

to get yourself some heels.

Or some stilts, maybe?

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Oh, hi. How are you?

Thanks.

DOORBELL RINGS Thank you.

It's so good to hear your voice.

Erm, driving lessons, I think.

-Nic, Deckz is here.

->

Yes, Dad, I'll drive carefully.

-KNOCK ON THE DOOR

-Can I come in?

-Yes.

No, it's OK.

Right, OK, then. Well, thanks for phoning.

I love you, too.

Bye.

Do I have competition?

-It was my dad, he's...

-He's working away just now.

-Cool. You look amazing.

-Do I?

Yep. Just wanted to know how many names you wanted on the guest list?

Well, two.

-Two?!

-Think of it as quality over quantity.

Whatever.

It'll be amazing.

That's it ready, Conor, if you want to shout the girls.

-SHOUTS:

-Girls! It's ready!

Thanks for that, Conor.

Ah, man. You win again, hop-along.

I knew we should've put money on this!

You know, we should get a real poker school going one of these nights.

Tell you what, see for your 21st, I'll take you to Vegas.

Play some serious cards, wee man.

-See you later, right?

-Bye.

-You're welcome to stay, if you like.

-No, I need to get my game face on.

OK, well...good luck with that.

You should come along - or is your white suit still in the cleaner's?

-THEY ALL CHUCKLE

-What age do you think I am?

Old enough to remember vinyl first time round?

Well, I do, actually.

-(See you later.)

-Bye.

If it's too spicy there's yoghurt.

Thanks, Nigella.

Hey, leave him alone, he's worked really hard. Everyone has.

So, there's nothing in Ewan's medical history?

What medical history? He never had a sick day - he was a wee terror.

No allergies to medicines?

No. And Callum won't have either.

I know, it's just...an operation, you know, general anaesthetic.

Everything's gonnae be fine.

Pint, son?

No, I'm just here to pick up Stella.

-I'm here.

-That's us off the clock now, you can buy me a drink an' all.

Do you not just want to get going, naw?

Ah, Jimmy can stir his mince a wee bit longer.

Looks like I'm having a pint, then, Stevie boy.

-On me, mate.

-Aye? Cheers, you're a gentleman.

Oh, he's the boss now, he's got to keep the staff happy!

-CORK POPS

-Hey!

That was delicious, Adeeb, thank you.

There we go.

Are you sure it's cold enough?

Of course it is, your ladyship, and just in time...

for a toast.

Awkward.

I think she can handle half a glass, Zinnie.

Thanks for the vote of confidence - just a tiny bit. That's loads.

Yes, ma'am.

So, what's this club that you're going to?

You just want to take the mickey out of Deckz.

-Not when he's not here to enjoy it.

-Corazina's meant to be amazing.

-And you know that how?

-I'm actually into music.

He is.

Well, I think it might be time for dessert.

We don't have to do that song-singing, wish-making stuff, do we?

Not if you don't want to...

OK, good.

..but I think you're going to want to see this.

THEY ALL CHUCKLE

-Sweetie cheesecake?!

-Uh-huh.

-We've not had that for years.

-I know.

Is it wise, though? Think of the calorific content.

You think of the calorific content, I'm having some.

You know their mum used to make that, every birthday.

Conor's idea but you tracked down the exact right kind.

Yeah, well, you helped decorate it...

and it'll be you doing the washing up!

No, I think I'll leave that to you - no such thing as a free lunch.

I don't mind doing my share and anyway, you deserve a rest.

Actually, Adeeb did most of the cooking!

I don't mean today.

I mean the year that you've had

and the work you've done to keep this family together.

So, you deserve a wee rest and a hell of a lot of credit.

Bubba was telling me you're having to redecorate the flat.

Aye.

He was saying you might want to stay here for the worst of it?

-Here?

-On the couch, but.

-No, you're all right.

-Might be a laugh? All of us together again!

Thanks, but we'll manage.

It's nice having a night off, isn't it?

Aye, definitely.

Now that the new boss man knows what's what...

..might be good to get him to give you lunch-time shifts?

Do you mind not organising my life for me, Scarlett?

Just so you can spend more time with wee Bubba.

I know, but I don't need you and Lenny ganging up on Stevie for me, thanks.

I'm just looking out for you. I'll no' bother in the future.

LAUGHTER IN NEXT ROOM

< Ah, they're dead cute!

-< Do you like them?

-Aye.

Mum, look at this!

Bob and Stella got it for Callum going into hospital.

-Och, they're dead cute!

-They're lovely, darlin'.

Picked them out himself and everything.

-Ah, thank you!

-Nae bother.

Got yourself a right wee diamond there, Stella.

Your ma was just saying I should try and get some more nights off.

What for?

There's no need.

Just...

Nae reason.

I didn't realise the time, come on.

Will you chill? Right, jacket, bag, lipstick, we're out of here.

-Nice work on the sweetie cake, wee man.

-Cheers.

-Look, Leyla...

-Yes?

-Since Nic's going out tonight...

-On her birthday night, yeah?

-Well, she was out last night too.

-OK, what's your point?

I've been cooped up in here all week and if I can make it to school,

-I can make it to the cinema, can't I?

-And if he's going...

-Home by 11.

-But...

-11! Take it or leave it.

-We'll take it.

I'll get your coat and you book the tickets.

Bring that discount card, it's in the top drawer.

-I hope we don't have to wait on a taxi.

-Will you just chill out?

-I don't know this Deckz guy like you do...

-No, you don't.

But I know guys like him. You need not to act, like, over keen.

-"Over keen"?

-AKA desperate.

I thought for a minute

-you were going to put him on the phone to your dad.

-As if.

-Bye, guys.

-Bye.

Have fun!

DUBSTEP MUSIC PLAYS

Wow, that's some following(!)

Shut up, it's only early.

-I suppose.

-Come on, let's join Deckz.

Looks like someone already has.

Hi!

Er, friends of yours?

Girlfriend, actually.

-Isn't that sweet?

-Very.

This is Nic, Zinnie. Lucy here's been blogging about me for months.

She practically got me this gig, so let's all play nice, yeah?

He's exaggerating my influence but only a tiny bit.

-D'you want a drink?

-Yeah.

-What do you want?

-We've just finished some champagne, so...

Cool, yeah, I could go for that.

-Really?

-It is my birthday, isn't it?

So, did our Michael not send a card?

He phoned her.

It's hard for him, finding a way of staying in the kids' lives.

I wonder how him and Deckz would get on?

Oh, like a house on fire(!)

Ah, there's no way he would let Conor out on a school night.

Well, I won't tell if you don't.

I meant what I said earlier, you're doing a great job.

We're getting by.

On the shelf.

Got you.

-Will there be anything else, madam?

-Don't you need to head off?

I don't think Liz'll put the bolt on the door till at least ten.

-Wow, rock 'n' roll(!)

-Tell me about it.

Well, do you want another drink?

One glass of cava's not going to make me

grab that bottle from your hand, Gabriel.

It was more like a thimbleful than a glass, to be fair.

Yeah, you were very restrained.

Sorry.

It's just...I know what a drink problem's like

and joining in a toast isn't it.

So, more wine or not?

You know what? I'd prefer coffee and...I'm making it.

-Well, the cafetiere's in there, if you're feeling fancy.

-Always.

-Oh.

-Sorry!

DUBSTEP MUSIC PLAYS

Shouldn't we be drinking to Nicole? Since it's her birthday.

Sorry, I had no idea.

It's all right, you can bake me a cake next year.

That's a long way off.

Well, you like clubs and I'm with Deckz,

-so am sure we'll bump into each other.

-I guess you're right.

No guessing required, I'll make it happen.

Good luck with that.

-All having a good time, yeah?

-Loving every minute.

So, any candidates for you in here tonight?

Maybe. You?

Let me think(!)

Hmm, no.

Er, don't give up.

There's a guy making a beeline for you right now.

Might not be able to bust many moves, but still.

-ZINNIE:

-Conor!

What are you doing here?

I heard it was going to be awesome.

And awesome it is.

You're not staying.

Give the kid a break, he made it past the bouncers, didn't he?

He's cool. As long as he keeps his head down, it's not a problem.

Have some fizz, Conor babe.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

-HE SIGHS CONTENTEDLY

-That feels so much better.

I'm sure you can take that off now.

At least you're not in your white suit.

As if I ever owned one of them.

So what did you wear to go clubbing?

I was more a baggy jeans, Inspiral Carpets T-shirt kind of guy.

Such a good look(!)

I was a hit, let me tell you.

I don't doubt it for a second.

So what about you?

What about me?

What was your look?

Whatever I could get out of the house in without my dad barricading the door.

Would it be really naughty if we...?

What, the cheesecake? No, I'm fine.

You knock yourself out.

No, no. I'll leave it for the kids.

POUNDING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

Great set tonight.

-More to come.

-Can't wait.

Uh-uh! Don't want your big sister telling us off.

She can't talk, her last boyfriend was a junkie.

Is that so?

Well, ex-junkie.

Poor lamb. And it didn't work out for them?

He dumped her.

Er, yeah, I don't think so.

What are you doing?

You need to slow down, mate. Leyla thinks you're at the cinema.

I'll just tell her the 3D glasses made my eyes go weird.

You're not getting it, Conor.

Why are you treating me like a kid? You weren't much older than me

when you ran off and hung around with prostitutes.

Wow! Was this before or after the smack head?

Did you need to get tested?

-Tested?

-Well, you know, sharing needles, unprotected sex.

Are you serious?

I don't know about you guys, but I fancy some shots.

-I'll do some.

-You get one, party animal.

Did she just try to make out that you've got AIDS?

POUNDING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

So, I'm like amazed that Nic's even allowed out of your parents' sight.

Well, she walks all over my step-mum

and my dad's in jail.

-Did you just say...

-Tune!

-He's wasted because of you.

-Hey, he hasn't had that much.

Let him enjoy his moment,

he's going to be grounded for the rest of his life.

-Grounded by his wicked step-mother, eh?

-How do you know?

Whoa, watch what you're doing!

Sorry, I just... I feel a bit sick.

-Watch it, you wee...

-It was an accident!

-Nicole, you need to sort him out.

-Me?

-He's your brother!

-Well, I can't take him home like that!

-That's no' my problem!

Give me the keys to the flat. I'll sober him up there

-and then I'll put him in a taxi.

-My flat?

-Yes!

Don't worry, I'll still be there when you get home.

Move!

Conor, just shut up!

I had a really nice evening in the end.

Yeah.

Me too.

Sure you wouldn't have rather been out

with one of your lady friends?

What lady friends?

Come on, Gabriel, we're neighbours. I see the occasional walk of shame.

Come on. That isn't fair.

Isn't it?

No. I call them a taxi.

Very little walking was required.

But to answer your earlier question...

no. There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

What?

I'm just being honest.

Yeah, well...

honesty is a luxury we can't afford.

No?

Don't you remember what happened the last time we were honest?

Yeah.

Do you?

I think about it all the time, Leyla.

Right, just sit down, Conor. Try not to puke everywhere.

-Just leave me alone.

-Why should we?

That cabbie just charged me 40 quid for you messing up

-the back of his taxi.

-It's not my fault,

it was the painkillers mixed with the drink.

You don't say(!)

I thought sweetie cheesecake was only colourful on the way down.

-I'll pay you back.

-Too right you will. That's my birthday money.

It's supposed to be for driving lessons.

Like you'd do that, like you go through with anything!

Word of advice - don't attempt a character assassination

when you've got vomit on your stookie.

Right, I'll get him some water.

I can't believe you ruined my night. And Deckz's.

Pretty sure him and Lucy'll still be having a good time.

-Shut up.

-You gonnae make me?

You child!

You go to tell Dad, like when we were little kids?

Well, that would be a bit difficult, wouldn't it?

Next time he rings you for a little chat.

Is...

Is that what this has all been about?

You're jealous because I got to speak to him?

No.

Yes, it is.

It is. How pathetic are you?

How attention-seeking!

Compared to you running away?

Right, drink this.

Just sip it!

Here we go again.

HE RETCHES

This is nice(!)

-Wait.

-Why?

Not here.

Come on. Upstairs.

Gabriel, we can't.

The boys will be home soon.

So, do I tell Leyla you're staying here tonight?

I might just stay here for good.

Deckz won't let you.

Go home, brat.

You're the brat. You ran away.

-Oh, change the record, will you?

-Should I just forget it, eh?

Yes! FRONT DOOR OPENS

All right, wee man, feeling better?

I thought you were mad at him.

-He's just a kid.

-Anyway, so I batted my eyelashes at the promoter

and my 4,000 online followers...

Got me ten Fridays. Midnight till 4.

That's brilliant. Well done, Lucy.

She's the best. Honestly, she is the best.

Put me down! You'll make Nic jealous.

-No, she's cool, aren't you?

-Absolutely.

Lucy helped you out. Professionally, I mean.

-How could I have a problem with that?

-You couldn't.

It wasn't really down to me, I just got them to watch the end

of his set and he absolutely smashed it, didn't you, babes?

What can I say? I've got a gift.

Happy birthday.

There's a wee something to get the after-party started, right?

Romance isn't dead, is it?

She might be in a minute.

Come on. Upstairs.

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, God. Is that them?

-Look, I'll get it.

-No wait, a second.

You OK?

OK.

< Hi.

< I forgot my keys.

Bit late, but I'll let it slide.

Adeeb, where's Conor?

-Get us a record, will you?

-What one?

It doesn't matter, we just need the cover.

-Hey, put that back.

-Deckz?

Whatever.

-Can you take him home?

-I think you should come too.

Yous can do what you like. I'm going nowhere.

Can't you just chill?

I mean, you must've been around drugs

when you were on the mean streets.

Well, that's why I don't want it for him.

Scared he'll end up like your dad?

-What did you say?

-Your dad.

Is that why he's in jail? Cos of drugs?

-Who's in jail? Your dad?

-Oh, didn't you know?

-You shut your mouth.

-Nicole...

Look, why don't we just do this in the bathroom?

Sounds like a plan.

He probably couldn't even get in the door.

Well...

What?

He's got fake ID.

Oh, brilliant(!)

You know, that actually might be a good thing.

If he's hooked up with the girls he'll be fine.

-They'll keep an eye on him.

-You think so?

He's on crutches, they're not going to just abandon him.

Look, it's not even that late.

Just give him half an hour and if he's still not back,

then I'll go down there and drag him back by his fake ID.

OK.

Thank you.

CHATTER IN NEXT ROOM

No, I'm phoning you a taxi.

I'm not going to do what you tell me.

She's right, Rage Against The Machine. It's cab time.

-Get your coat.

-You're not my mother.

No, I'm not. Your mum's on the other side of the world and your dad's...

In jail! Dad's in jail cos of you.

What?

I'm not even listening.

He killed Cameron Tennant cos of you.

Killed?

And it was all down to her.

Stop saying that.

You ran away, and he thought Cameron knew where you were.

Let me get this straight, cos I'm freaking slightly.

She's off doing her troubled teen bit and then your dad goes

-all Liam Neeson?

-You know something? You're enjoying this a bit too much.

You guys are pretty hardcore.

This isn't a joke. This is our lives.

And you ruined them. All down to you.

Stop saying that!

Boo-hoo, poor Nicole! Not getting everything her own way,

-better run off.

-You don't know why I left.

-It's called being a spoiled, bratty wee...

-You don't know why!

-Tell me!

Tell me why you had to wreck our family.

Leyla was sleeping with Gabriel.

What?

An affair, OK?

The family was already wrecked.

Right, empty your glasses.

Come on, start making a move, eh?

Oh, relax, Stevie. If you get raided, I'll have a word.

It's not a raid I'm worried about, big chap, it's getting to my bed.

Come on.

Stevie's right, it's time for bed. I'm tired.

-I've still got this.

-Leave that.

I'll make us a couple of drinks when we get home.

What if your dad's still awake?

I'm sure you've got a gay playlist you can put on to scare him

into his room.

Oh, listen!

Where are you two going, eh? Leaving drink?

Oh, that's a terrible waste.

Well, you know what the ad says, Molly. Drink responsibly.

Aye. You don't want him falling over again, do you?

SHE LAUGHS

I never said anything.

Come on, let's go.

What happened to that playlist you promised me?

Your dad's already asleep so...

I do actually like music, you know.

I know, I'll put something on.

It's OK. Come and sit down.

-What's the matter?

-Nothing.

So relax.

I never said anything else to Molly. I swear I didn't.

-Is that why you're so wound up? Because of Molly?

-No.

You know what she's like, she doesn't shut up.

I do know what she's like.

That's why I take no notice of her, and neither should you.

Deal?

Deal.

That's better.

This is the way I always want it to be.

Yeah.

Me too.

I can't wait any longer. Would you go and get him? Please.

-All right, all right.

-DOOR OPENS

Right, there we go.

-Finally.

-Adeeb, would you go to bed, please?

-Nah, no way.

-Adeeb!

-Mum, I had to sit in the cinema on my own like a loser.

I want see him suffer. GABRIEL TUTS

-Where's Nic?

-She's staying with Deckz.

Conor, you stink of booze.

Yeah?

That'll be the booze.

Just go to bed, we'll talk about this in the morning.

-What if I want to talk about it now?

-You need to cut your losses, son.

-I'm not your son!

-Conor, don't.

He's your uncle and an adult. You'll show him some respect

no matter how much you've had to drink.

An adult.

My uncle. My dad's brother!

That didn't stop you sleeping with him, did it?

That's...not true.

It is. Ask them.

Mum, tell him.

Bar manager, how about a wee lock-in?

Nae chance.

Give the man peace. You've had enough, anyway.

Oof, aye!

I know your game, Jimmy Mullen. Trying to get me up those stairs.

-Ma!

-What?

There'll be no amorousness until I've had a nip of that special

malt whisky you keep hidden away, James Mullen.

Aye. No' hidden well enough, eh? Yous two going to join us?

You kidding? I'll be sleeping before my head hits the pillow.

All right, suit yourselves.

Right, ladies.

Actually, I'm no' going to come the now.

-What?

-I'm just going to stay and help clear up these glasses.

You don't mind, do you?

Nah.

But I've got an early start in the morning, so try to be quiet

when you come to bed, eh?

Don't worry, I won't wake you.

Come on, hon.

My head is spinning, so God knows about yours.

Why don't you get some sleep and then...

There's nothing wrong with my head.

Everything's totally clear.

No, it isn't.

Sorry?

Did you say something?

I'm saying nothing's clear, OK?

It's complex.

Why don't you try and explain it to me, then?

Every last detail.

-Conor, that's not helping.

-It's helping me!

OK?

I want to know it all.

I'm not going to be cross-examined.

Why not?

We didn't...

-Nobody wanted to...

-Come on, spit it out.

Didn't mean to hurt anyone? Things like this happen all the time?

I wonder if my dad'll see it like that.

Oh, I'm telling him. I'm telling him everything.

Conor...

Your dad already knows.

He knows?

Yeah.

He's in jail. He's in jail

and all he can think about is his brother, his brother

-and his wife.

-Stop this, Conor.

God, you disgust me.

Hey! Don't talk to her like that.

Oh, look at you, standing up for your girlfriend, isn't that nice?

People make mistakes.

How many mistakes?

I mean, how many times did you do it?

Just shut up, Conor.

Bet they were doing it while we were out.

Don't be ridiculous.

House to themselves. Bet they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Look, just stop it, Conor!

Well? Did you? You and her, tonight?

-Of course not!

-I was asking him!

Hang on, Conor.

DOOR OPENS

Conor, will you wait a minute? Wait, you're going to hurt yourself.

Like you care about me, about anything.

Look, just think about it for a minute.

Where are you going to go in the middle of the night, in that state?

Anywhere away from you.

Yeah, very good. That's what Nicole did and look what happened then.

That's not her fault, that's yours, all your fault.

MOLLY: # With one enormous chair... #

Get him off me!

-JIMMY:

-What the hell's going on?

-It's private, OK?

Well, if it's private, you shouldn't be doing it

in the back court at midnight.

Gabriel? >

MOLLY: Oh, I might've known that one couldn't keep her nose out!

Conor, please come back inside.

Gabriel, whatever's the matter?

He's had a bit too much to drink, that's all.

Liar! Don't tell any more lies.

Tell them the truth about you and Leyla!

Him and Leyla! You!

I hate you.

DOOR CLOSES

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Wasn't that much of a mess, you know.

You didn't need to stay.

Aye, I did.

Stella...

Stevie, shut up.

I thought you were coming to bed.

-Sorry.

-My bad. I distracted him.

Is that what you call it?

Possessive much. We're just hanging out, little miss schoolgirl crush.

I'm not a schoolgirl.

Well, come on and have some grown-up fun.

-No, thanks.

-Suit yourself.

How did you get more coke?

My pal, he make a house call.

Just now?

It's not like a pizza place, we don't just close.

Did you use my money, Deckz?

Look, I'll pay you back. It's no big deal, OK?

It's supposed to be for my birthday.

Oh, shall I put a candle in it?

I've had enough of you.

Look, and I've had enough of you!

"My birthday, my birthday!" It's my night, OK?

And don't give me your drama, Nicole. I don't need the hassle.

Just crash here tonight or go up the road.

-Either way, stay out of my face.

-Take it easy, babes, take it easy.

HE SIGHS

MUSIC: "Sleight Of Hand" by Radiohead

# Sleight of hand

# Jump off the edge

# Into a clear lake

# No-one around... #

-Morning.

-Morning.

Look, I'm sorry about last night.

I didn't mean to waken everybody.

We got to sleep eventually.

-Did you?

-Nah.

Not really.

Well, you've made that bed, son, you're going to have to lie in it.

What do you think about the carry on across the road? Disgrace...

What can I get you, Gabriel?

Black coffee, please, Gina.

-Listen, Molly...

-Ach, out my road!

Charming.

MUSIC: "Sleight Of Hand" by Radiohead

Just this, thanks.

Is this you just getting home?

Yeah.

Must've had a good night.

Must've been.

You beat up Aiden Bell all on your own.

The court will happily toss you out for that.

I'll get rid of Bell, you just confess to the rest.

The superintendent's determined to ensure her neck

is beyond reproach. She could want to make an example of Will.

You need to stick by him, no matter what.

Do you have anything further to tell us today?

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