16/04/2013 River City

What's he doing here?

He's working for me.

You listen to me, pal.

The only reason you're breathing is cos he vouched for you.

-You must be Angela. I'm Lenny.

-Hi.

-How are you doing?

-That's Grandad?

-Aye.

I need to go to the prison on my own,

because there's something I need to tell Dad.

-Nic.

-What?

I'm pregnant.

CLOCK TICKS

'Dad, there's something I need to say to you.'

'Dad, there's something I need to tell you.

'Dad...'

'..Dad.'

-Morning.

-Morning.

You not having any breakfast?

I'm not really feeling like anything.

I was the same when I was pregnant with Adeeb.

Couldn't keep anything down the first couple of months.

It's not morning sickness.

I know you must be pretty nervous about seeing your dad today...

..trust me...

-it's not going to be as be as bad as you think.

-Really?

What makes you say that?

We both know what he's like.

When he found out I was on the pill he nearly lost it.

This is going to be 100 times worse.

You never know, Nic.

-No-one's said anything to him, have they?

-What?

You heard what I said.

Of course not, no-one's said a thing.

So what time are you heading off?

-I think I might just go next week instead.

-What? Why?

Just because. What difference does it make?

I know what you're doing...

-..you're pretending that none of this is happening.

-No, I'm not.

Come on, Nic, all the baggy clothes in the world

aren't going to hide the fact that you're going to start showing.

Despite everything he said in the past...

your dad wants you to go and see him. He's expecting you.

I can't face it today.

You can't do this to him.

It's been almost a year since he's seen your face.

That's not my fault, is it?!

One more week's not going to make any difference.

I'll phone the prison so they can let him know.

No, you can't, you CAN'T let him down like this.

I know this isn't going to be easy for either of you, but...

he's your dad and you're pregnant, Nicole.

You owe it to yourself, and to him,

-to tell him what's happening in person.

-Just stop it!

-Stop what?

-This guilt trip you're trying to lay on me.

That's not what I'm doing.

-I'm speaking to you as one adult to another.

-Well, don't!

Leyla, I know we all like to pretend that you're my real mum,

but you're not.

You've got no right to tell me what to do.

Just, I'm trying to encourage you to be responsible, that's all.

Like you are, you mean?

It's not like you've not made any stupid decisions, is it?

If I don't want to see my dad today, then I won't.

It's got nothing to do with you.

Oh!

You're meant to be in there, not gawping at lassies.

Got that sample here, my man.

What are you doing? Put that away.

Who rattled your cage?

What's the matter with you? I don't need to see it.

-I know what it looks like.

-I'm sorry.

All I need to know is that it's the right weight and it's uncut.

Yeah, to both.

Good.

Now, there's a couple of guys coming down from Aberdeen.

-I want you to deliver that.

-OK.

There's the address, 10.30 sharp.

Don't be late.

This car, clean, on nobody's radar.

Bring it back the same way.

Don't mess this up.

Kelly-Marie about?

She's just in the kitchen.

Hey! I was thinking,

I'm just going to take Cal down to the park for a wee while.

-You'd like that, wouldn't you, son?

-Lovely, great.

Why don't you come back in an hour or so?

Because I want to do it now.

Oh, well, we're right in the middle of our session, aren't we, Cal?

-Interested in tea?

-No, no, no.

-Changed your mind?

About joining in with Cal's therapy.

I was just wanting to spend some time with the wee fella.

-Well, then, I think joining in with us is a great idea.

-Well, I don't.

You just said you wanted to spend some time with your grandson.

Well, you can go to the park another day.

You'd like Grandad to help, wouldn't you, Cal?

How can you say no to that smile?

-I need you to do me a favour.

-Not today, Conor.

Tell Dad I want to go and see him.

-You know what his answer's gonnae be.

-Just ask?

I don't even know if I'm going to go.

You being serious?

-I don't believe you!

-Calm down.

I don't know if I can deal with the lecture I'm going to get.

What are you looking at me like that for?

-You're a selfish cow, that's why.

-Conor!

I haven't laid eyes on him since he went to prison.

I wouldn't care how angry he was or how much trouble I was in.

Just seeing him would be enough.

Should you not be in school?

Free period.

-Nicole, you need to ask him, please?

-OK.

Move it.

Ask who what?

He wants me to ask my dad if he can go and visit.

No prizes for guessing what the answer to that's gonnae be.

You OK? Never better.

Can't wait to tell him the good news.

Obviously, he's not going to be thrilled...

Really?

I thought me pregnant at 17

was exactly what he had in mind for me(!)

He loves you, Nicole.

There's nothing you could ever tell him that's gonnae change that.

-What?

-Not even when he asks me who the dad is

and I have to say I don't even know his real name?

Well, it's not your finest hour, really, is it?

What do you think Dad's going to say?

Gabriel, be him, what's he going to say?

You want the truth?

You've were stupid. Very stupid.

And being reckless has not made things any better, has it?

In fact, you could say, it's made things a whole lot worse...

..but you're an adult now

and you're trying to deal with things as best you can.

I'm not, though, am I?

I don't know what to do.

Should I keep the baby?

Or should I give it up for adoption?

Or maybe I should just get rid of it right now.

-I cannae answer that, pal.

-Well, neither can I!

Gabriel, I need help.

My head's all over the place.

Listen to me...

your dad has spent his whole life taking care of people,

making sure they're OK.

So you think he'll know what I should do?

I know he will.

Yeah.

Oh, what are you doing?

What's it look like? Getting in your taxi.

-What's so funny?

-Nothing.

I need to go to Glasgow North Prison.

-You're going to the jail?

-What's it to you?

Look, do you want this fare or not?

Do you mind if I take a scenic route?

I've got a wee drop-off on the way.

No extra charge, won't take a minute.

Whatever.

Sorted, then.

Are you OK?

-Only you haven't seemed yourself this morning.

-I'm fine.

OK.

Actually, no, I'm not. I'm far from fine.

What is it?

It's Nicole...

..I know she's not exactly your favourite person.

She's not mine at the moment either.

Now, what has she done?

It's this whole...pregnancy thing.

She's acting like it's not happening.

What do you mean?

Hiding the bump,

refusing to talk about what she's going to do when it's born...

She still hasn't decided?

Well, if she has, she hasn't let me in on her decision.

She's going to have to make up her mind soon.

Try telling her that.

Knowing Michael...he's not going to be too pleased, is he?

I know at whose feet Michael's going to lay the blame for all of this.

What, yours?

As far as Michael will be concerned, this will all my fault.

How is it your fault?

Because it happened on my watch.

Because I was the one

that was meant to be looking out for them while he's away.

And I've made a mess of it.

What did you say your name was?

I didn't.

So, you're off to the jail, then, eh?

-Who are you visiting?

-What's it got to do with you?

Nothing. Just making conversation.

Well, don't.

-I'm not really in the mood to talk.

-Do you want some music on?

I'd rather you didn't.

We're going to have to talk, then. I hate silence.

So, the prison...?

What about it?

Who are you going to see?

Wait, don't tell me, let me guess. The boyfriend?

Dad?

Must be tough for you, seeing your dad inside.

Look, can you just drive?

You shouldn't do that you know.

-Do what?

-Frown like that.

What are you going on about?

You'll end up with all those wee lines on your forehead.

You'll spoil your good looks, darlin'.

That's much better.

Tattie...

Tattie, I'm sorry about bending your ear like that just now.

You don't need to apologise.

It's just I get so frustrated.

I know how hard it must be, living with Nicole.

It's not just her...

I know she act like she knows it all, she's just a kid, really.

It's Michael.

It must be so hard for you with him not being here.

Listen...when the baby's born...

How will you feel if she decides to keep it?

Only Michael can guide her on this.

And what if HE thinks she should keep it?

Then I'll have to deal with it, won't I?

You still haven't told me your name, you know.

-What are we doing here?

-What's the matter? Stop worrying.

Are you joking?

I thought when you said "drop-off",

-you meant stop at someone's house or something.

-It'll not be long.

You OK?

DOORS LOCK

-Where is it?

-Where's what?

Your meter. You told me you were a taxi.

-Am I.

-Well, then, where's your meter?

It's getting fitted later today.

No, stay away from me!

-What?

-Bringing me out here? In the middle of nowhere.

Making me wait for ages on your bloody pals!

That's if they're even real.

Course they're real.

I'm meant to be seeing my dad in 45 minutes.

Why did you even bring me here?

Hey, calm down. Nobody is going to hurt you!

Look, I really am just dropping something off.

-To who?

-Couple of pals.

Look, I should have been straight with you fae the start.

I'm sorry.

I don't have my licence yet, so I'm just doing a few jobs on the fly.

-What?

-I shouldn't have picked you up. I know, I'm stupid.

You can say that again.

Aye, maybe so, but when you walked straight up to me,

looking as good as you do, how could I refuse?

Look, the boys'll not be a minute.

Why don't you come out here and wait with me?

Come on, do I not have a trustworthy face?

No.

Right, OK, I'm just gonnae wait over here again.

What's that, Cal?

El-e-phant.

-E-le-phant.

-E-le-phant! Clever boy. Well done, you!

He's been having trouble with some of his syllables -

for example he'll say "effant" instead of "elephant".

So this exercise helps him with his pronunciation.

-He's doing great, isn't he, Grandad?

-He certainly is.

OK, so you take this card and show it to Cal so he can say the word.

Help him to pronounce the weaker "le" sound in the middle.

-Go on.

-OK.

Right, Cal? What's this?

It's te-LA-phone.

"Le." Te-LE-fone.

Te-LE-phone.

Perfect timing. I won't be long.

No problem.

Listen, what you said before, about Michael...

It's hard for him being away from the kids.

But...this ISN'T your fault...

..and he can't blame you for every mistake that Nicole makes.

I know, you want what's best for her, I understand that -

I'd feel the same if it was about Christina -

but this is your life too.

You can't let Michael and Nicole ruin it.

There's nothing I can do about that though, is there?

PHONE RINGS

'You've reached Lenny Murdoch. Leave a message after the tone.'

Nicole...

..my name, it's Nicole.

So, your da...

How long he's doing?

If you don't want to speak about it, it's fine.

We can talk about something else.

Eight years.

That's a long stretch.

Are you not going to ask what he's in for?

Eight years? It could be a few things...

but it's not polite to ask.

How's he coping?

It's good you're going to see him. Do you go often?

This will be the first time in...a while.

They're not nice places to be in...

not even to visit.

What were you in for?

It's not polite to ask, remember?

Sorry.

It wasn't my decision - the not visiting, I mean.

He asked me not to go.

Right...

-..I can understand that.

-Really?

Because I can't.

I mean, it's bad enough him being in there in the first place.

Why make it worse by not wanting to see any of us?

Think about it.

He's your dad, that's the guy you're meant to look up to and respect.

How's he meant to do that with 20 screws standing around him?

See, the last thing he wants is for you to come up and see him in there.

It's no good.

-I suppose.

-No suppose about it. The man's right.

I never thought about it like that.

I know if I had kids, last thing I'd want

is for them to come up and see me in there.

Your dad sounds like a good man to me.

He is.

So, come on.

We need to get going before I miss visiting. Move!

Five minutes.

No, I'm not missing my dad cos your stupid pals are late!

-What are you doing?

-Me passenger, you driver.

'You've reached Lenny Murdoch. Leave a message after the tone.'

Boss, it's Gareth. Listen, these guys are a no show.

I'm heading back.

HORN BEEPS

Listen, thanks for joining in today. It's meant the world to Calum.

-Nae bother.

-So you'll come to the next session, then?

Aye, course I will.

Oh, he is such a lovely boy.

I meant what I said before, you know. He really is coming on well.

You wouldn't believe this was only his second session.

That's great news, isn't it?

-Right I'm off.

-Oh, hold on.

I was thinking we could nip over to the Ship for a quick drink tonight?

The three of us could celebrate the fact that Cal's doing so well.

What do you say?

I'm game if you are?

PHONE RINGS

-How much longer?

-Hello?

-Never mind "hello". Where the hell are you?

-'Driving back.'

-You shouldn't do that when you're driving.

-What do you mean driving?

-Boys are a no-show, I'm heading back.

-They're there now - get back!

-Look, I mean it.

-Hello? Hello?

-Stop it! Gimme that.

-Give me my phone!

Watch!

-Where are the boys?

-They are at school.

-Aren't they? What's wrong with them?

-This isn't about them.

Leyla, I'm afraid there has been an incident.

Oh, my God, is it Nic? Has she done something?

-Is there anyone else in the house...

-Just tell me what's going on!

The very man.

Listen, I wanted to talk to you about buying some new slot machines.

I say "new" - they're used

and they're coming at a really good price.

I know it means shelling out to people at first, but I tell you,

we'll make a hell of a lot more in the long run.

What's the matter?

Lenny, what is it?

I don't understand.

Michael was involved in a fight this morning.

No, no, Michael's not the type to cause trouble.

I'm sure, he wasn't.

We believe he was protecting another inmate,

but by the time the medics got there, it was too late.

I'm sorry.

Are you sure?

I'm sorry for your loss.

Could there be a mistake?

No...

Leyla, Michael passed away this morning.

When can I see him?

They've got to do a post mortem due to his injuries.

Injuries?

He received stab wounds to his stomach and chest.

Was there somebody with him?

A chaplain, medic, somebody decent?

The thought of him on his own in that place with those people...

I'm sorry, I don't know all the details just yet.

No, course not. Sorry.

Leyla?

Nic...

Oh, my God, Nic!

Nicole is on her way to the prison to see her today...

Oh, God, I need to get hold of her.

-I need to stop her. She can't find out that way.

-Leyla, it's OK.

I'll call Nicole, all right.

'Leyla...'

Leyla!

So sorry!

Poor Michael.

It's OK.

Nicole.

Nicole!

Nicole!

Nicole? Wake up!

Nicole, please, wake up! NICOLE!

No. What have I done? What have I done?

I need an ambulance.

I've crashed a car.

There's a girl in the back seat.

She's unconscious, I can't wake her up.

Please, hurry up! Please, just hurry up.

I'm at Gretna Road. Please, hurry up.

A good man, your brother.

I know.

No, Leyla!

Does she know?

Aye, aye, they'll have sent somebody round there by now.

You want to go over there?

Aye.

You know, maybe I should just let her have a wee bit of time

with the kids, eh?

How did you find out?

I've got a mate up in that jail.

He knew Michael was a neighbour.

Don't worry...the guy that done this, he'll be paying.

I need to go.

Thanks.

This has been a big shock to you, Gabriel,

maybe you shouldn't be here on your own, eh?

If you want to go, just go.

Will's tried her too. She's still not picking up.

What have I done?

Leyla, it's not your fault.

It is!

We had an argument this morning. I can't believe this.

I just spoke to the prison. Nicole hasn't turned up.

So where is she?

She was talking about not going.

Leyla, it'll be all right.

No, no. What can we do? Could you put a call out or something?

Yeah, I'll see if we can track her down. Don't worry.

-Zinnie, I have to get hold of the boys.

-Leyla...

They can't find out from somebody. What do they do in these situations?

-Does the school tell them?

-I don't know.

I have to tell Conor face to face. Should I go down there?

I'm going to go. I should go down there.

Zinnie, would you keep trying her, on your phone? She might answer you.

DOOR OPENS

Nicole?

I came to check if you were all right.

I'm so sorry, Leyla.

Weirdly, I was actually looking forward to today.

Nic would finally get to speak to Michael

and we could all move forward.

I wish I'd known that this was going to happen.

I mean...

I wish I'd known I wouldn't get another chance to...

None of us know what's around the corner.

Those poor kids.

Michael didn't even get to see them one last time.

Thank God Nic didn't go to the prison and find out there.

Listen, as hard as this is going to be for Nicole and Conor...

don't forget that Michael was your husband.

I did love him, you know.

I know.

I need to get back downstairs.

It's OK. You're going to be all right.

PHONE RINGS

I've just called the school,

and they're saying that Conor's off this afternoon.

DOOR OPENS

Hello?

Why is there a cop outside?

What's wrong?

Conor!

Hey, Conor, hey, wait!

PHONE RINGS

Conor.

Your dad...

It wasn't that he didn't want to see you. Please don't ever think that.

It's just, it was hard for him.

He didn't want you to see him. Not in that place.

He was always trying to do the right thing, wasn't he?

Especially for you and Nic.

He was so proud of you.

Never stopped asking about you, what you were up to,

how you were getting on.

Nicole Brodie?

Are you sure?

Yeah, thanks for letting me know.

-What's happened?

-It's Nicole.

-What about Nicole?

-She's in the hospital.

-What?

-She was involved in a car accident. She's unconscious.

Oh, God. What happened?

I don't know the details yet. I can drive you there now if you like.

I'll go.

I need to get to the hospital to be with her.

-I'll come with you.

-No.

You need to stay here and look after Conor.

-You cannae do this on your own.

-I can!

In fact, it's the only thing I can do.

Look, right now, Conor needs his uncle, not me.

-Ready?

-Yeah.

I'll try and get some more details for you.

I can't lose her too.

Just wait here, please.

You all right?

Leyla, Nicole is going to be OK.

The doctor said her injuries aren't serious.

But the baby's still in danger.

We'll know more later.

How can I tell her about Michael?

What if I make things worse?

Let's just wait and see what the doctor suggests, eh?

Would you like to come this way, please?

I've called Zinnie and told her what's happening.

Thanks.

I know it's hard, Leyla, but try and focus on the positives.

Nicole is going to wake up, she's going to be fine.

If the baby does make it...

..I'm not sure if she'll be pleased or not.

I'm sure she will be.

The baby...

The baby, is it OK?

Try not to upset yourself, Nic.

I'm sure everything's going to be fine.

-I'll go and tell the doctor she's awake.

-Thank you.

I was in a taxi, going to the prison.

Dad!

Did he know why I didn't come?

Did you phone the prison?

leyla?

The doctor's on his way, OK?

I should go and call everyone, let them know you're OK.

I won't be a minute.

You need to tell her. It's hard I know, but break it to her gently.

That's easy for you to say. You're not here.

And whose fault is that?

'You're the one that told me to stay.'

Please, Gabriel, not now, not today.

I'm sorry, OK.

Look, I tell you what, why don't I come to the hospital?

Maybe we could tell her together.

No. God, no. After everything,

I don't think us standing shoulder to shoulder is going to help.

OK, if you're sure.

I don't think I'm sure about anything right now.

Well, she'd want to know, sooner rather than later.

I know.

I know you're right. It's just...

It's going to break her heart.

It's your call, right, but I think you should tell her.

Because it's just going to get harder and harder every day.

I'd better go.

Have you phoned the prison?

Nic...

He'll be wondering why I didn't show up.

Nicole...

What?

Your dad...

What about him?

They're not releasing all of the details yet.

We know there was a fight.

Your dad tried to break it up to protect another inmate.

He died, Nicole.

Did you hear what I said?

Are you sure?

No, you've got it wrong.

-You have, you've got it wrong.

-I'm so sorry, Nicole.

What are you doing?

I need to go home.

Sweetheart, you can't.

My dad's died. I need to be with Conor.

It's OK. Conor is with Gabriel.

No, he needs me...

Right now, this isn't just about you, Nic.

How can you say that? I've just lost my dad.

I know you have.

You need to concentrate on the baby, you've been in a car crash.

You don't know how happy I am that you're safe and well.

But you need to keep thinking about the baby,

let the doctors keep an eye on things, OK?

OK.

Dead?

My dad's dead?

I'm so sorry.

No.

No!

I think you and me need a wee sit down.

One wee thing I asked you to do. One tiny, wee thing.

I can explain.

It better be good.

Where have you been?

The hospital.

I crashed the car.

And how did you manage that?

I don't know. I was trying to call you back. Took my eyes off the road.

You cannae even be relied on to drive, eh?

Gie's it.

What?

The package you were meant to deliver.

-I cannae.

-Why?

I had to get rid of it. Down a drain.

Why?

I called an ambulance. I didn't know if they'd send the cops as well.

-You rang an ambulance?

-I had to.

No, you didn't. You could just have walked away.

-Couldn't.

-Why?

I had a passenger.

A passenger.

The girl from this morning, Nicole.

She was unconscious and she was pregnant.

I had to phone an ambulance.

What was she doing in the car?

I was taking her to see her dad in prison.

Do you know her? I need to make sure she's all right.

That family's got enough on their plate without you showing up.

-But...

-Shut up.

We've got our own business to deal with here.

So you take it upon yourself to take a pregnant lassie to a drop.

Then you pour all my money down the stank and call 999.

Tell me, what part of "don't mess this up" did you not understand(?)

So is that it?

I'm binned off?

10am.

Tomorrow.

You're giving me another shot? How come?

You made sure the lassie got to the hospital.

That was the right thing to do.

You think you can manage to shut the door?

Can't believe I'm never going to see him again.

Me neither.

Even when he was in prison, he was still there.

If I needed him, he would've been there for me.

I know.

I'm sorry about earlier.

About being angry.

I wish he'd known about the baby.

He did, Nicole.

I wrote him a letter.

I thought that if he knew before you went,

he'd have time to take it all in.

He could just concentrate on what you needed him to be - your dad.

I'm sorry, I should have told you.

No. You did the right thing.

Really?

Yeah.

I just need to know that my baby is going to be OK.

That's all that matters now.

OK.

Do you want to talk?

No.

That's all right.

I know how you feel.

It sucks.

Right, come on. Grub's up.

Come on, Con, you need to try and eat something.

No, thanks.

ROCK MUSIC ON HEADPHONES

Can I help you?

I was wondering about Nicole.

And you are?

A pal.

Have you not got a name?

Gareth.

So, is she going to be OK?

Well, it's going to hit her hard.

Her and her dad, well, they were really close.

Her dad?

That's what you're talking about, right? Her dad dying.

Then what are you doing here?

I asked you a question.

Look, mate, just tell her I'm sorry about her dad. I need to go.

-Wait a minute. Were you involved in the crash?

-What crash?

What's that on your head?

-Don't know what you're talking about.

-Aye, you do.

Let go of me.

I'm not doing anything until you tell me the truth.

What do you know about the car crash?

Mate, it was an accident.

An accident? That means you were driving the car, then, doesn't it?

You stupid wee idiot. I've lost my brother

and then I nearly lost my niece today because of you!

Let go of me!

-You're not going anywhere, sunshine, all right?

-Leave me!

Gabriel! What are you doing?

What was all that about?

It was nothing.

We...heard the news, Gabriel.

I know this is woefully inadequate, but...

I am so, so sorry.

Look, if there's anything at all you need...

Thanks, Liz.

Oh, I can't imagine what you're all going through.

You're always so good to me, Liz.

Well, of course. Why wouldn't I be?

Were you close? To the man who died.

We got on.

Did he have a family?

Wife and kids.

Poor things.

I remember when my dad died. Oh, it was awful.

What age were you?

12. It hit me really hard.

I thought I was never going to pull myself out of it.

But I got there in the end.

And so will they.

Right, here we are.

Thanks.

Thanks again for the day.

What for?

For joining in the session.

I know it probably wasn't your idea of a good time.

-That obvious, was it?

-Just a bit.

Well. Maybe I was wrong.

Yeah?

Do you want me to come in?

No, I can take it from here, thanks.

Thanks again for everything today.

That goes for me too.

How are you doing anyway?

It's hard, mate.

I tried to talk to Conor earlier.

I just don't know what to say.

Poor wee guy's just sitting there with his headphones on

trying to block it all out.

That's what I was like.

When my mum died,

I wouldn't even think about it, let alone talk about it.

It was too painful.

So what are you saying, I should just let him get on with it?

Try and come to terms with it on his own?

Well, it's up to you, obviously, but all I'd say is don't push him,

wait for him to come to you.

It's got to be in his own time, but when he's ready to talk about it,

which he will be at some point,

just make sure you're there to listen.

Thanks.

I'm so sorry, Conor.

I'm sorry you didn't get to see your dad.

It's a bit late now.

Come on, Con.

You know, I'm never ever going to see him again.

And it's all her fault.

I'll go and see if he's OK.

Another one?

I should get going, really.

I'll take another one, if you're offering.

I should probably head, as well.

You want a lift?

-Thanks, but I'll be fine.

-No bother.

No, I don't want to take you out of your way.

You won't. What?

You don't know where I live.

You could tell me.

You see, that's how the lift-giving thing works.

Do you want a lift or not?

That's very kind of you, but I've got a return ticket.

Be a shame to waste it.

-Bye, then.

-See you later.

See you soon.

Nice, isn't she?

Do you ever wonder what you've done

to deserve the things that happen to you?

Don't think like that.

Is this our fault?

No.

No, it's not.

We didn't make him get involved in the fight, did we?

But if it wasn't for us, he wouldn't have been in that place.

Leyla, stop this.

Can't help it.

You need to stop.

It's not doing anyone any good.

It's easy to say.

What has happened has happened.

We just need to deal with it as best as we can.

You don't know what I'd do for a drink right now.

Not a good idea.

I said I fancied one, not that I was going to.

And actually, I don't need your approval either way.

Sorry.

"No matter how far away your loved ones go,

"they'll stay in your heart,

"because they leave behind beautiful memories to cherish."

That's nice.

My last memory of Michael...

..is of me and him

in the prison visiting room...

..him looking at me with pure hatred...

telling me that the only thing I was good for now...

..was to look after his kids.

Not a memory I particularly want to cherish.

I'm really sorry, you know.

For telling Michael that you and me...

slept together again when he got sent to prison.

I should never have done it.

Too late.

It's all too late now.

Look, I should get some sleep.

You want me to stay over?

Go home, Gabriel.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

We did a bad thing. It happens, all right?

You'll need to get over it.

What, just get over it, aye?

Morning.

Morning.

If you read the stuff that I've written and my business plan here...

All I need to know is what's in it for me?

A new group, starting this week.

We're managing fine.

For the times you're not.

Dad, get back up the stairs! I had to leave Stuart.

Want to stop grabbing me?

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