Episode 1 Baker Boys

-You've been a prima donna since we started.

-That's what this is about? My wedding?

No, but I spend more time with Rob than you do, which is hardly surprising.

-What?

-Well, you don't love him.

-Don't be ridiculous. Of course I do.

Then why did you shag Owen? One for fun, one to pay the bills.

I don't understand, you...

agreeing to marry me and talking about starting a family with me.

Where are you going?

Well, I hope it was worth it!

Cos I'm pulling every penny out of Valley Bara!

Everything you've all worked for, gone, because of you!

-What would it take to make you stay?

-Too late.

I am waiting for you.

You know the rules. If you're late, that's your wages docked.

-An hour's pay gone, just like that.

-What? No way!

I'll be there now, in a minute.

Listen, flower. Speaking as your boss,

-I have a duty to uphold discipline in the workplace.

-Don't start!

-Speaking as my mate, just tell me where they are!

-Where who are?

-Oh! You...!

-Oh, I've lost him!

Shelly?

-You're going to have to get in somehow.

-"Tell me where they are!"

-Who?

-"Oh, please, Shelly. Pretty please!"

-Is that him?

They're in the locker room. Come through the loading bay. Get a move on.

-"Oh, thanks, love."

-Loading bay. Nice one, sis!

Loading bay. Come on!

Oi, oi! Loading bay.

Oh, no!

Now! THEY JEER

Sorry, mate.

Custard pie.

-Brilliant(!)

-Tradition is a wonderful thing!

Say it with flour!

-LAUGHTER

-Traitor!

Oh, shut up. I brought you a change of clothes.

Brilliant. I hope you brought one for yourself.

LAUGHTER

-Heard anything from Rob?

-No.

-Six weeks now.

-He said he'd be in touch.

-Should've heard something by now.

-He's making us sweat, isn't he?

-I tried calling him last week a few times.

-Me, too.

And?

-No answer.

-Same here.

-So, we sit here and do nothing?

-Have you got any bright ideas?

It wasn't me who got us into this mess in the first place, was it?

-Penblwydd hapus.

-Oh-ho-ho!

The kids made it for you.

HE CHUCKLES

We didn't get you anything.

-Sorry. Bit strapped.

-Dim probs, lovely.

Better get on.

Oi!

-Oh, mate!

-Happy birthday.

HE CHUCKLES

LAUGHTER

Knock-knock. Boss in?

-I'm busy.

-It's upside down.

-Look, don't ask about Rob, OK? Just don't.

-No news, then?

You coming tonight?

-No.

-What?

Two months ago, we had the keys to our own business.

If Rob pulls his money out, that's it.

It's all up in the air and everyone is blaming me.

You don't get out of buying me a pint that easy.

If anyone kicks off, I'll sort it.

Mam?

No. Go and change.

I haven't got time. Nathan's picking me up.

Put a coat on, then.

-I never thought I'd get away with that.

-Promise you won't get drunk?

-Course.

-I'll check with Dad.

You could still come.

No. I'll be fine.

What will you do?

Plenty to be getting on with.

You know...

-What if something's happened to him?

-Rob? He can look after himself.

So, where is he?

Why don't you give him a ring?

He left this here.

CAR HORN

That's Nathan.

-I can stay, if you want.

-No. You go and have fun.

Not too much.

Give my love to Rich.

Go on.

# Happy birthday to you. #

CHEERING

MUSIC: "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" by Stevie Wonder

-Have you seen the paper?

-I don't read them.

-Another 30 jobs gone at the packing plant. Council workers are being laid off.

-So?

It won't make it easy for us if we have to go looking for work.

Worrying about it is not going to help.

-We could use that money we put into the bakery.

-You selling your shares?

Who'd buy them?

We sell up now, we're out of a job. And how's that going to help?

-We've got a mortgage, credit cards.

-Yeah. Same here.

-You haven't got kids.

-We've all got troubles. Don't have a go at me!

You know who's to blame!

-Debs, pint for Rich.

-He's pacing himself.

-It's his birthday. Get him a pint.

-He's fine.

-Mate, do you want a pint?

-I'm fine.

Under the thumb! You're not married to him yet, you know.

-Thanks for reminding me.

-Well done(!)

-I won't take advice from you on relationships.

-I'll have a pint.

If things go wrong between me and Rich, it only affects us.

-Now, love.

-And a shot. A double.

-Steady on.

-Mate, my own sister!

He's not even listening.

I am getting drunk. Cheers!

# And through it all she offers me protection

# A lot of love and affection...#

-Gwynfor, want to dance?

-You keep your hands to yourself.

-Yes.

He's already had one heart attack.

I'm flattered, Karen, but I think my dancing days are over.

My cake-eating days, on the other hand...

One more slice. Think of your arteries.

Heard anything yet, then, from Rob?

No. As soon as I do...

-You'll let us know. Yeah.

-What else do you want me to say?

-Double vodka, no ice.

-All right, love.

-Let me.

-I've got it.

Karen. Look, I know what happened between us wasn't ideal,

but any chance we can let bygones be bygones?

No problem.

All right.

-You're looking good tonight.

-I know.

Don't suppose you fancy one, for old time's sake?

Thanks.

-Same again.

-Wahey!

-Don't make things worse.

-It's none of your business!

-You're drunk!

-You reckon?

-Maybe you should go home.

Two months ago, you were all over me. And now I'm Billy no mates.

Well, I've had it up to here.

-Rob is the one who's messing us about, not me!

-Why's Rob messing...?

-Because he's an arse!

-Because you shagged Sarah!

-Dave!

-That was before he put his money in Valley Bara.

-Oh, fair dos then!

-Sarah told him. I never! Because you couldn't keep your mouth shut!

-That's enough.

-It's everyone else's fault but yours!

-If it wasn't for me, we would never have bought the bakery!

Yeah, we know.

-Have a go! Everyone, roll up! Why not!

-Excuse me. Have a go?!

We put every penny of our redundancy into that bakery because we trusted you!

Now, if that goes under, we lose everything!

Dad...

Come on, I'll get a taxi.

Happy birthday.

Sarah?

-Where have you been?

-Away.

-Where?

-France.

-France?

-A little break, a bit of me time.

Six weeks, you've been gone.

Time flies.

-How've things been here?

-Is that it?

-What?

-You just come in here...

-Should I have bought you flowers?

-Six weeks!

I had a lot to think about.

I've been doing a lot of thinking, too, about you and me.

-I think I'd better go first, don't you?

-Mm-hmm.

-I thought you were happy.

-Me, too. But I was just...

..going along with things. I didn't feel awake.

-So when we got engaged, that was just you going along with things?

-Yeah, it was. I'm sorry.

We decided to try for kids. That was you going along with things?!

-We talked about having kids. I never said yes.

-You didn't say no!

Do you remember how things were when you left Owen?

Yes.

I was on my own with a little girl who needed a lot of looking after.

-You were scared.

-Yes, I was.

You needed to feel looked after, protected. There's no shame in that.

And that's what I gave you. Love. And security.

-Yes, you did.

-What Owen couldn't give you.

-You got used to that, took it for granted...

-No.

-I never took it for granted.

-And then for whatever reason, the bakery closing,

Elen growing up, me saying we should move...

You felt scared again. And then along came the buyout campaign.

-I felt like I was a part of something that mattered, that I mattered.

-And it made Owen the big man.

-The hero, looking after everyone.

-That's not why I decided to go with the buyout.

It's all right. I understand.

-You do?

-Yes.

And I forgive you.

I'm willing to take you back and I promise I will look after you.

No.

-No. I don't want you to take me back.

-What?

-I don't want to be looked after.

-You don't have to prove a point.

No. I do have to find out what I want because I thought I knew.

I've made a complete pig's ear out of it.

What, then?

-I move out.

-In with Owen?

-No, on my own, with Elen.

I'll find a place, a job, a proper one,

-and I'll stand on my own two feet.

-I can help.

-No!

-If you want to be more independent, that's fine.

-No!

No, please.

-So eight years and that's it?

-I'm sorry.

-You waited here to tell me that?

-I didn't know what I was going to say.

-You waited here in my house?!

Why?

Why are you still here?

I'll start sorting things out tomorrow.

What are you going to do about the bakery?

SNORING

I thought you'd like a cup of tea.

Yeah!

But there's no milk.

I had to have crisps for breakfast.

TEXT ALERT

-What time is it? You should be at school.

-And you should be at work.

# ..At my junk, I'll get get get you drunk

# Get you love drunk off my humps

# My humps, my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps... #

-Keep it down a bit, yeah?

-Hair of the dog, that's what you need.

-Are you going to puke?

-Morning.

-Morning.

-Morning.

A place for everything and everything in its place.

-Any calls for me?

-Just a sec.

-Whoa! You're alive!

-Was last time I looked.

-We've all been so worried. About Valley Bara and you, obviously.

-Obviously.

-Is he in?

-Erm... Not yet.

There were 419 calls

while you were away. I took messages.

Coffee?

How's business?

Last thing I knew, you were pulling your money out

-and then off you go and no-one hears a thing.

-Now I'm back.

And?

I changed my mind.

What's the catch?

-No catch. I'll be more hands on, so there'll be a few changes.

-Here we go.

-No point in having two managers.

-So I'm out?

-You offered to go.

Don't worry. You'll still have your old job.

-Baker boy?

-If you want it.

Big step down.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Rob, sorry to barge in.

-You all deserve an explanation.

-Good, cos they're all here.

-Hang on a minute.

-No, it's fine. Come in.

I... I guess you've heard about what happened.

Between me and Owen and Sarah.

And I'm really sorry that our personal troubles have affected you all.

Can I just ask, what's happening to Valley Bara?

Your jobs are safe.

Well done. Well done that man.

Thank you.

-This is £400 a month?

-Rental market's very competitive at the moment.

Have to sell a kidney to get a mortgage.

Nothing a lick of paint won't sort out.

MOBILE RINGS

Sorry.

-Yes.

-You staying on then?

-Sorry?

Rob just swanned back in here, hugs all round, hip hip hurray.

-So he's not pulling out.

-So he says.

Oh, thank God! All those jobs.

So what about you?

-Me?

-You and Rob. Hugs all round there, is it?

No. We're going to call it a day, actually.

Right. So...did you dump him or did he dump you?

-None of your business.

-Isn't it?

-My life, my decision.

-Oh!

-So you dumped him?

-I can't talk about this now.

-What about me?

Sar... Hello?

Ahem. As I say, a lick of paint.

I'll take it.

Owen. Owen.

-I wondered where you'd gone. Are you all right?

-Fine.

-Back on the shop floor, Rob said.

-Yeah.

Whatever Rob does, this place, it was your idea, everyone knows that.

-Well, it's the Rob Show now.

-You going to stay on?

-He'd love it if I walked.

-No-one would blame you.

-All be glad to see the back of me, is it?

-That's not what I meant.

-Owen. Don't you want a lift?

-Nah, I'm all right.

-Come back to ours. It's curry night.

-I'm not hungry.

-You heard from Sarah?

-Straight in there.

-Yeah. Said she dumped Rob.

She never! What's she doing now then?

-Don't know.

-So you and her...?

-She just keeps going!

-She hasn't said anything to you?

-I thought you were thick as thieves.

-We haven't talked for a bit.

If she can't be bothered to call me. I'm not running after her.

Mate...curry, beer, Top Gear.

I'll see you tomorrow.

-Come on.

-Mate!

Pint, please.

Put your money away.

-Sure?

-Yes.

Don't often see you in here.

If you're after the quiz, that's on Thursday.

I thought I'd give Sarah a bit of space while she...packed.

Oh, yeah. I remember doing that when mine was leaving.

Used to come in here to get out the way.

And here you still are.

-To new beginnings.

-Cheers.

-Reit, mewn a chi.

-Bloomin' starving!

-Don't put your coat on the floor.

-Don't chuck them on the floor!

-Mam!

-Shoes off, please.

'Hello, this is a message for Mr and Mrs Thomas.

'This is Jim calling from Nation Home Mortgages. Could you give us a call, please?'

-There should have been enough. We've got more in the overdraft cos we kept going over.

-What's this?

-£100?

-Be quiet!

-For what?

Credit card.

But we're doing minimum payments, aren't we? Dave?

-You said you'd sort it out.

-Forgot. Sorry.

That's why the mortgage hasn't gone through.

They've taken the money from the credit card and it's taken us over our limit.

-They can't take money out of our account without telling us.

-Yes, they can. It's all the same to them.

Look, I'm still on hold. You do the food and I'll sort it.

We're only over our limit because of you.

They want payment for the month and another 40 quid on top.

I haven't been on the phone for half an hour for you to tell me there's nothing you can do!

Hello?

Hello?

Dave! Food's getting cold!

-Dad?

-Coming!

Dad!

Open wide, Mali Fach.

Argh! It's alive!

-Well?

-Sorted.

Overdraft extension.

Come here.

You're doing it wrong. Look.

GROWLS

LAUGHTER

There you go, love.

-All right, mate.

-All right.

-Go on, you can carry double that.

-Put your back into it, Dave!

-Come on, you can give us a hand.

-Doing a great job, girls.

-Err, do you want to try?

No, he's sweet enough already.

Hey, great to see you back.

Getting enough help?

Well, I won't lie to you, young Nathan here's turned over a new leaf.

He could be running this storeroom on his own.

Excellent.

Listen, no offence, but who do I ask for a sub now? Is it Rob?

Yeah. And if he says no, you can ask for it to go to the board.

No need. Listen, don't say anything to Lucy, will you?

Everything alright?

Yeah, fine, just don't want an ear-bashing, you know how it is.

Sorry, mate, not possible.

If I said yes to you, I'd have to say yes to everyone.

It's just this once.

Once people start asking for wages in advance...

It's not people, it's me. One week.

I have to try and make this business work.

That means some tough decisions.

Sorry, mate.

OK.

Ta-dah!

So.

Here we are. First impressions?

Is that fungus?

No, it's um...

it's...just a stain.

It just needs a really good clean. OK?

Tell you what, how about we spend today just sorting this all out

and then tonight, we'll have a girlie night in.

Just you and me? Hmm? We'll have a cwtch. Pizza.

Some telly?

All right. But I want time off school if I get fungus poisoning.

I need a good link to the shop floor

to make sure I know what's going on.

You want me to keep tabs?

Well it is a co-operative. Right? Employers, staff, the same thing.

We can help each other.

OK, look at the store room, it's a one-man job

and we've got two on the pay roll.

Gwynfor can't do the work, and Nathan, he's....

What?

No offence, Pete, he's your son.

Say it.

Shouldn't he be doing Gwynfor's job if he was really pulling his weight?

What about Gywnfor?

Well, there are other opportunities for him that might make better business sense.

What? Other jobs here?

I'm just saying. Help me to help you.

-Any joy with Rob?

-Can't afford it.

-A week's wage?

-That's what he said.

Ask Shell, the board can overrule whatever Rob said.

Mick, it's fine. It's just the bank being tight, you know how it is.

It smells and there's no Wi-Fi.

Who doesn't have Wi-Fi?

You can always stay here if you need to.

Really?

Just you're not my step dad now.

No, but you've lived here for eight years.

And it doesn't smell.

You remember that Princess bed you had?

-Bright pink.

-You loved it.

-I was seven.

-Well, I spent more time in it than you did anyway.

You'd wake up in the night wanting a cwtch-up with your mum,

so I'd get turfed out and had to fight my way

through a herd of My Little Ponies to get in here.

What will you do with the room now?

I dunno.

Not really big enough for much.

It was big enough for me.

Yes. Yeah, it was, wasn't it?

So I'll send the rest of your stuff on, and the offer still stands.

You've got a key.

And you've still got your allowance.

Really?

Until you're 18, that's what I said.

Oh, look, it's nothing to me.

And it doesn't sound like your mum's going to be finding any pocket money.

Come on. Top Shop will go bust if you stop buying clothes.

Right, go on.

-Bye.

-Ta-ra.

ALARM BUZZER SOUNDS

-Oh.

-You said you didn't want one! You said!

Oh, finally! You get my messages?

Rich has been covering for you all morning.

-What is it, then?

-No problem, don't mention it.

Sorry, Rob wanted the space.

Bin the rest.

Or you could.

Mate, grab a pasty, come and join us.

I've tried talking to him, and I know he's upset,

but I'm behind with everything, doing my job and Sarah's.

I'm really glad everyone's got their jobs, but there's so much to do.

Love, there's more to life than this bakery.

-You are the best girlfriend ever.

-No, I'm not.

-That's the bit where you say, "Yes, you are".

-Yes, you are.

-And, you'll be the best wife.

-Whenever we get married.

I've been thinking.

Oh, careful now.

What are we waiting for?

It will take us ages saving up for some posh place,

is that what we want?

All the best nights I've ever had have been in the club with you

and our mates, and that's what I want our wedding to be.

The best night ever, friends, family, in the club.

-In a club?

-Why not?

It's not how I imagined it.

I know.

But the sooner you start being my wife

and I start being your husband, the sooner you can start being a mum.

And me being a dad. Maybe.

So shall we just go for it?

Yeah. You should be assertive more often.

Whatever you say, love.

-What time you call this?

-I'll make it up.

-I can't just let it go.

-Sorry?

-You start slacking, everyone will.

-Going to grass me up to the boss?

You going to start pulling your weight?

You? The union man? Trotting to the manager's office?

It's your first and last warning.

Well, now we know whose side you're on!

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Hi.

-Hi.

-I hope you don't mind.

-You shouldn't have, I could have picked this up.

-Elen said it was all important stuff.

-She would.

-How you doing?

-Oh, fine.

How are you?

Well, you know...

-Sarah, you don't have to be here.

-No, I want to be on my own.

I'm not ready to be with anyone until I've sorted myself out.

No, I meant you could find a better flat.

It's fine. It just needs a clean, which I'm in the middle of doing.

What's the deposit on a decent flat? A grand?

-I can lend it to you.

-No.

-I wouldn't even notice it.

-Pay me back whenever.

-No, it's fine.

-It's fine for Elen.

-Don't.

Just saying.

-It would help the both of you.

-Well, thanks for bringing her stuff round.

And you're sure it's what you want?

Gwyn?

Can I have a word?

We can't go on asking you to haul sacks around the storeroom.

Before you start, I am under specific medical direction

that limits what I'm able to do in the workplace.

Well, without Sarah here,

Shell's getting pretty swamped on the admin side of things.

How would you feel about moving upstairs?

To the office?

I know it would be a big change.

Well, that is...unexpected.

I know I've not been pulling my weight.

They do say you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

Shall we see if we can prove them wrong?

Fantastic.

If you need any help, just ask. Because it's a lot of responsibility.

Yes, and I will be Captain Responsible.

Congratulations, Nath. Heard you got a promotion.

-They paying you any more?

-What do you think?

-Never mind.

Nice to have family on the board, though, eh?

Found them. Computer manuals.

Not slim volumes, then?

I hardly bother with them to be honest, I just dive in.

Excuse me? How do you switch it on?

Oh!

I suspect it'll take some time before I can fill Sarah's shoes.

Not to worry, you'd look funny in heels anyway.

-It's cosy.

-Liar.

But it's all I can afford.

Actually, I can't afford it.

Went and sat in the library yesterday for three hours.

-Why?

-Because it's free and warm.

It doesn't smell.

I kept meaning to call. I thought you wouldn't want to see me.

I haven't really seen anyone.

If I'd kept my big mouth shut, you wouldn't be here.

-It's not your fault.

-No?

-No!

When I first got with Rob, I was very lost.

And he needed me to stay a bit lost.

And now? Are you less lost, more lost or about the same?

Different lost.

Oh, Sarah, that lovely house. Is this really what you want?

No, not this, I'm not mad.

I just need my own lovely house.

Lovely maisonette, at least.

-Are we OK? You and me?

-Yes, we're OK.

-Good.

Because I was going to ask you to do something for me, if you're happy.

Organise a hen night? Me and Rich have set a date.

Registry office, a reception at the club, nothing fancy.

-Brilliant!

-Oh!

-Just brilliant. When, when?

You know how I've always wanted a big wedding,

there's no chance of that, not unless we rob a bank, and don't think

I haven't thought about it, but how long do we want to wait anyway?

Even if we are saving, I don't want to be the oldest bride in town.

And I know the dress is tight on us, but let's not push it.

And I reckon if you're over 35, it's trouser suits anyway,

which is fine but...

PIANO MUSIC DROWNS OUT SHELLY

And Price comes bursting forward.

-Here's a one-two. Sets him up!

-Oh, have it!

-On a break, are we?

-We're waiting.

-What for?

-For flour.

-Can't do anything without flour.

-Where is it?

Gywnfor always had it ready for us.

-# Why are we waiting?

-# Why are we waiting...? #

What's going on?

We had a delivery. I got behind. I was checking stock.

-Got behind?

-I'm nearly there.

-What did I say to you?

-You slacker. Get a move on.

-Work our fingers to the bone, we do.

-You've only been in the job five minutes.

-All right!

You screw up again, I'll sack you myself!

-Whoa, whoa.

-Pete, it's fine. We were just messing.

Let's get this shifted, eh?

I've been reading up about computers.

Hm.

The Greeks invented automated calculation, of course,

with the abacus and the slide rule.

But they actually built an ancient astronomical computer

over 2,000 years ago.

It was found in a shipwreck.

Probably where this one came from!

Oh, no!

-We should have had money in from Capaldi's. It's not there.

-Have you phoned them?

I only noticed this morning.

We can't afford late payments, you know that.

-We're living hand to mouth here.

-Hang on...

It's not just Capaldi's. I only had time to check this morning.

-These are all late?

-Dear God, so everyone owes us money.

-Well, I had a lot to do.

-We need this money now!

-Why haven't they paid?

People pay late all the time, bad admin, cash flow problems,

you've got to watch them like a hawk.

I'll ring them.

Even if they pay today, it still takes time to clear.

How much money do you have left in the account?

You know what this means?

What?

-Wages. They go out tomorrow.

-There's not enough.

Are you saying we can't pay people?

No way, we get paid Fridays!

It's only three days late.

-It's all right for you!

-Dave!

It'll take that long for funds to clear.

No, it's five days, there's a weekend.

There goes my Saturday, thanks, Rob.

Sod that, we've got bills to pay, a mortgage.

There's a few quid in petty cash. Quiet.

There's a few quid in petty cash for people who can't hold out till then.

Liaise with Pete if you need it.

He'll be taking over some assistant managing duties for now.

Whoopee for Pete. I don't need a few quid, I need my wage.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

No chance of you bailing us out?

Not short of a bob or two, are you?

He's in charge, the buck stops with him.

This place was in debt when I took over.

Oh, so it's my fault, is it?

Wages will be there first thing on Wednesday.

We'll manage.

I can do a cheaper shop, the kids can miss swimming

and I'll get a bit from petty cash.

I'm sorry.

Caru ti.

Caru ti, too.

I know it's a pay-day but they've screwed up

and I'm not getting paid till Wednesday.

How much more?

220! I only borrowed 100.

No, I can't pay it tomorrow. That's the point.

It's not a choice. I'm in the shit either way.

'Welcome to JobCentre Plus, part of the Department for Work and Pensions.'

I could have sworn I had a fiver.

I'll get it.

This would never have happened if Sarah was there.

-You seen her at all?

-You know I haven't.

-I have.

-And?

I think she's flipped.

Stuck in that manky flat on her own. And I mean manky.

She can't be happy. OK, she's left Rob, but what now?

What did she think was going to happen?

Surprise.

Yes, it is.

Sorry, have you got something on?

You're not drinking?

Yes. I've only got one glass.

Cheers.

I know.

Don't.

I didn't think you would let me in.

I haven't heard anything from you.

How's the bakery?

Well, you know Rob booted me out of the office.

No, I didn't.

I thought Shell had been round.

Didn't talk about you.

Oh.

Well, he did.

He's manager so I'm off the board, too, back down the shop floor.

I'm sorry.

What I don't get is how Rob is this amazing businessman

but this week no one got paid on time.

He walks about like he owns the place,

which I'm sure he'd like to but that's the basics, isn't it?

Make money, pay people.

And I can't do a thing about it where I am now.

Not that I'm going to walk, he would bloody love that.

Anyway, how are you?

I dunno.

Are you and Rob over?

Yeah.

So what now?

I dunno.

What are you doing here?

I mean, you could move in with Shelly and Rich or me, maybe.

You?

SHE SNORTS

Oh, no, you didn't think that I left him to be with you, did you?

No.

You didn't say you wanted anything to go further between us.

-You were with Rob.

-You were with Karen.

-For a week.

Two. Is that why you're here, testing the waters?

I thought you might need stuff doing, shelves putting up or something.

-Tonight, with wine.

-You like wine.

-Three bottles.

-It was on offer.

I can't do anything right, can I?

This is about me just being me on my own.

Well, I'll be off, then.

Don't know what to do for tea.

Kids want fish fingers - that's four times this week.

They'll turn into fish fingers one day.

At least I know they'll eat them. Dave.

Fish fingers. Great.

# Swallowed by the sea

# A flash of lightning

# Colours and distorts

# I sail the sinking ship back into port... #

RUSTLING AND BANGING

Ah, you nearly gave me a heart attack.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You do know everyone else has gone home?

Just finishing off this delivery. What are you doing?

Trying to make head or tail of that, eh, computer business.

-I could give you a hand, if you like.

-No, thank you.

If I'm always asking for help, I'll never learn for myself.

I don't suppose you need a hand down here?

I'm finished...more or less.

Yes... Me, too.

Nathan. You're doing a bloody good job.

Hiya, sorry I'm late.

I was at the supermarket by the estate, you know?

Just cos it's cheaper. But the bus stop is miles away.

TV: 'If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?'

You can help me put this away, please.

-Mum!

-I've been out all day looking for work and I'm really tired.

That's not my fault.

-No, but you could come and help.

-I'm going out.

-I haven't seen you today.

-I thought you'd like that.

No.

No, I don't.

I haven't seen anyone today.

Just not used to being on my own. No job.

You used to need me so much and now you just want to go and do things on your own.

-I'm 16.

-Feels like it was just yesterday I was 16.

-It wasn't.

-Thanks(!)

All right...I'll give you a hand.

Don't want you breaking a hip(!)

Where have you been?

I finished late.

Haven't been out for a drink?

I pushed the boat out.

Had two pints and a packet of pork scratchings.

Well, you want to hold on to your money.

You never know what is round the corner.

-My first week in a new job?

-Which you're lucky to have.

Why can't you say, "Well done"?

You've only just started.

And how long would I have to work before you said, "Well done" -

before you started to think I wasn't a total idiot?

Well, you were late with that order.

-One mistake!

-Don't raise your voice at me.

You can never let me be good at something, can you?!

Always telling me to toughen up, pull my weight! You take everything out on me!

-Don't speak to me like that.

-Why?

What are you going to do?

Hit me?

Why don't I make things easy for you?

He won't even notice I'm gone.

Everyone can see I'm making an effort, but not my own dad.

He's never had a good word to say about me, ever.

So, where are you moving to?

I'm not. Can't afford anything.

What?

Well, there's no rent to pay. It's handy for work.

You're going to live in your car?

Just for a bit,

-until I have saved up a deposit.

-You're an idiot.

I know. I haven't thought this through.

Right...drive.

-Not a chance.

-Just for one night.

He needs a bed? He's got a bed at Pete's.

If you say no, I'll ask Rob.

You can come in. You can kip on my settee, but you are not,

I repeat, not, moving in.

Cheers!

# Been caught in the middle

# You've been caught in the middle

# It's something you'd hate to admit... #

Here! Wage slips. Thought I'd bring them round.

-Oh, thank the Lord.

-Better late than never.

-If I dash out now, I can get the shopping done. I'll work through lunch.

-Knock yourself out.

24.

Eh, yeah. Just checking. That's fine.

That's what I've got.

-Hang on.

-What?

-What are you doing back?

-There was no-one there.

-What's that?

-Vans came back,

drivers say all the Capaldi shops were closed.

No staff, no signs - nothing. Nathan, I need your car.

Come on.

Where are you going?

-No answer.

-They still haven't paid.

We have enough in the account, cos the others coughed up, but that's what Capaldi's owe us.

KEYPAD TONES

I'm sorry, it's not going through.

Hope it's the right PIN, it's my son's birthday.

THEY LAUGH

KEYPAD TONES

Sorry.

I'll try this one.

I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong.

I don't have enough cash.

I'll have these put back for you.

PHONE RINGS

Hi.

KNOCKING

It's Owen. He's gone to Capaldi's.

What's happening? All their shops have closed. They owe us a ton.

I don't think we're getting paid.

Oh, my...!

-I can't lie to him.

-Why not?

You lie to me.

-I'm afraid there is only one option.

-People can't live on nothing!

Do you want a successful business or not?

This is not just a business - it's a community.

Man up...

and pitch in.

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