Shirley confronts Phil's stalker, but will she reveal their identity to Phil? Denise and Kim are left reeling by the devastation at the B&B.
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-So, Yusef did that, eh?
All right, guys?
It's one thing me lending you Kat's clobber. It's another you looking better in it!
Oi, oi, oi, come on. It's all right. It's all right.
SIRENS WAIL IN THE DISTANCE
Come on, girls, you don't need to see this.
Come on, off you go. Go on. That's it.
He has full thickness burns.
He'll need skin grafts.
Why did he even go into that building?
He thought I was there.
Can we have a word?
HUMS: "Ding Dong Merrily On High"
Ooh, I thought you'd gone to see Sonia with the others?
No, didn't fancy it.
Didn't fancy it, eh? Sit down. I'll get you some breakfast.
There's these trainers, in the sale.
They're only £20.
You've already had your presents!
But I really wanted trainers.
Did you see what happened out there last night?
Just be grateful that weren't us!
Try being happy with what you've got.
I've been discharged. Someone's got to come and get me.
And hurry up, will you?
I've got to get to Denise before she does something stupid.
Your dad, he's been discharged.
-Not that you'd care.
-See. I knew he'd be all right.
He just wanted to wind everyone up.
You make me sick.
Mum, we can see Tam now.
I don't think I can do this.
-I should go be with Kamil.
-Amira's got him.
It's Tambo who needs his mum right now.
They found my dad.
-She's been in the hospital all night talking to the police.
Either you go in there or I will, and if I get soot on these shoes, trust me, you're going to take me
down to Oxford Street in that fancy van of yours and foot the bill. So what's it going to be?
-All right then.
Come on, like I said, Kat's taken the kids to Charlie's.
-We'll get the football on in the pub and have a lock in.
What's the matter with you? Cheer everybody up! Birmingham away, we'll murder them.
-Come on, Paddy, what do you reckon? Come on...
-Oi, oi, oi, Alf.
I've found something. Can you log this down?
It's the fireworks.
Now, I knew the small matter of Christmas wouldn't keep you from your desk.
If you sing Silent Night, I might take a contract out on your life.
So, that's what happened to all the carol singers round here.
I was wondering if you fancied disaster tourism, check out that B&B.
-We don't have to call it a date.
-Well, you know how to treat a girl.
Thought there might be a good investment opportunity in it for us.
-Sorry, I didn't know. Shall I come back later?
No. What, did you just miss me so much you had to drop in to see me?
No, no, no, just thought you might want some lunch.
Well, I've got to finish making these hovels sound like palaces for the website.
-Why don't you two go?
-We don't have to call it a date.
Now, that's not the look of Yuletide cheer, is it, eh? What's up?
-Well, Nana Pat won't let me buy these trainers I was after.
-Ah, you mean she won't give you the money.
-They're in the sale!
-Well, if you want to earn a bit of cash...
-You're not going to tell him, are you?
-Oh, so you DO care.
If I don't tell him, he's going to go straight round Jack's as soon as he gets home.
-When does it all end? With guns?
-Look, he'll kill me, all right.
You'll have blood on your hands twice over. Please, Shirl.
You stood opposite me, Kevin dead...
and you told me you were on your way to get something fixed.
Kevin knew that car was dodgy as soon as he got in it. You know that.
Did he really mention me?
What was it you said?
How he wanted my hand on his face.
Nah, don't believe you. You're both murderers, as far as I'm concerned.
You on your way to the police station, are you?
No, to the hospital. They're discharging him.
No, no way!
This sort of thing never happened to Indiana Jones.
-You found it. You found it!
Thank you so much!
Thank you so much.
you've got the confession. You've had it all night. What, you looking for something to play it on?
Pops! (I've got a stitch...)
Pops! Look, I supervised the recovery of something for you!
-Sorry it's a bit burnt.
-I can sort that out for you.
-Yeah, it's the least we can do.
I can't tell you how much...
Now, if you want to earn a bit of cash... Take that B&B. Decent bit of scrap in that.
-Yeah. Copper piping's gold dust at the minute.
-If I was you, I'd get in there and see what I could see.
-Yeah, but there might be bodies.
You never seen a dead body before?! Well, now's your chance!
-Get in there, see if you can spot one.
-I don't want to see one.
Oi, your mother know you're out, Liam?
She's visiting Auntie Sonia.
Important part of a man's life, seeing his first corpse.
Gives him perspective. Gives him respect.
I'm telling you, mate, get in there. It's a gold mine.
I wanted to find Patrick. Give him his present.
-All right, all right. Breather first?
Least you could do? You might as well have just told Kim we had illegal fireworks in her house!
My throat, it feels really tight.
Oh, well, maybe you should call the doctor, then, Ant. Oh, no, wait a minute, we killed him.
# They fly so high Nearly reach the sky
# Then like my dreams They fade and... #
I think I know what we need. Especially you. Paddy?
-A good old knees-up.
All right, all right, I don't need perfume inhalation an' all.
See, I told you he'd be all right.
-Right, let's get going. I need to speak to Denise.
-Don't even think about telling me I need a rest.
-It's not just that.
-I think we should go home.
-Is something wrong?
-Can we please just go?
Actually you can't. DI Savage, Walford CID. This is DC McEwan.
You one of them kiss-o-grams or something? Cos it ain't my birthday!
Philip Mitchell, I'm arresting you for the murder of Kevin Wicks. You do not have to say anything...
I always had this thing as a kid.
I always wanted to tear down the decorations come Boxing Day.
Cos after the presents go, you know, the tree and the tinsel,
they look a bit tawdry, don't they? A bit forlorn.
You must have been a happy child(!)
I think I just wanted to get rid of the old year, make way for the new one.
You're not supposed to feel like that till you're a grown up.
Saw your Liam with Derek earlier.
Probably trying to enlist his services in some scam.
You're just winding me up. You don't give a toss about Liam,
you just want Derek away from Janine.
And you want him away from the boy.
Which makes us an alliance of sorts.
What are you saying?
That we should do something. Get rid.
You know, in time for the New Year.
Now, it's just a matter of choosing the right moment.
This really isn't the place to bring kids, Derek.
Right everybody, come and get it.
It's the bacon roll emergency committee!
-Here we go.
-If you're in uniform, you qualify!
Sorry about that, folks.
Right, while they're stuffing their faces. Go on, now, lively.
Teas and coffees, West Ham mug, that's my one.
All right, sweetheart. There you go.
The rest of you, if you want to make your way into the Vic,
for a glass of festive cheer, there's nothing else to see here.
Always wanted to say that.
Oi, there's a perfectly good bench over there.
I'm sitting here in someone else's clothes, nowhere to live,
and I'm trying to...
-Kev died cos of Phil...
-I think you need a drink, love. Come on.
-There was more, but... there was a shoe.
Well, like a fancy one. Like the doctor would wear.
Well, you should get back in there.
Bit of luck, the other shoe might have a foot in it.
That was a joke, kid.
Here we go, you did well. See what a bit of entrepreneurial spirit gets you?
Have I just seen what I thought I'd seen. What were you doing in there?!
And where's your cap? You was wearing it this morning.
Didn't suit him anyway.
And wait there till I've decided what to do with you!
Liam, home. Now!
I knew this would come back to haunt you.
Had to be Christmas, didn't it?
It's been so long, how are you?
I'm not in the mood.
Flying out to the Maldives tomorrow to patch things up with the missus.
A Yuletide Elastoplast.
Well, if it tanks, don't go to Jimmie for the settlement.
-He made a pig's ear of getting Amy back.
-We all have off days.
Yeah, well, you better not have one today.
So, where we at?
They've got a taped confession, Phil. Hardly ideal, is it?
The frame... You've done a fantastic job.
-That is the least we could do.
-Can I have your attention please? Thank you.
Now, as you know, we have some friends with us today
that, unfortunately, last night, lost a lot
and I think as a community we should be taking care of them, am I right?
And it's still Christmas, so let's make sure they don't go without a drink, OK?
So, dig deep, folks, come on!
We should tell him now. It weren't our fault, mate, all right?
-Yeah, well, bagsy not me.
-Bagsy? How old are you?
Patrick, I'm so sorry.
Well, the girls and them are OK, that is the main thing.
I got you a little something, it's not much.
this is a beauty.
Well, here's looking at you, kid.
I'm going to get us another little drink.
Alfie, Nice drop of gold watch for me and a G&T for the lady, please.
You don't mind me buying your woman a drink, do you, Michael?
No, no. Fill your boots, Derek, fill your boots.
Bit weird you're not buying anyone else one, though.
Pat, what you having?
Nothing from you.
Can't say I didn't try.
I thought I'd have palaces in all the cities, you know.
-And everybody would stay there. Oprah...
-Denise, we need to talk.
-They've arrested him at the hospital!
-So that makes you happy, does it? Do you think it'll bring Kevin back?
-How dare you!
-Let's talk out the back.
-We did this to protect you. Tell her, Pat.
It was better you didn't know everything.
-You thought it was just me, didn't you? Well, it ain't!
I loved Kevin dearly. His death was a tragedy.
But what good would it have done you, Carly, Deano,
even Libby and Chelsea, to have known all the details?
Wasn't your grief enough?
You were so devastated. We couldn't add to that!
My life. My life is mine.
It's not yours to just edit as you see fit.
How could you? How could you, Pat?
No, I want to be alone!
# ..Merry Christmas, everyone!
# We're gonna have... #
About them fireworks...
They all went up in the fire. It wasn't our fault!
Take a day off, Stalin.
Nothing in my licence conditions says I can't have a good time.
-I prefer Joseph. I'm Derek's probation officer.
I can't just be happy he's dead.
He's my dad!
No-one expects that.
But you can have your life back. You can have Zainab back.
It's not like that.
I want my dad back.
Let's pray for him.
There you go, Paddy.
If I get a report that you're on the rob, I've got to investigate.
Oh, come on, Joe!
if you do this every time someone with a grudge wants to grass me up,
-you might as well move in with me.
-Now there's a thought.
That's the trouble with you probation officers -
you're always worrying about what's going on in the gutter, you miss what's going on up here.
And what is it I'm missing?
That I'm an honest man. Tell him, Alfie.
Tell Stalin here what a pillar of the community I am!
-Salt of the earth, our Derek.
-Yeah, I don't know what we'd do without him.
-You all right?
-What you drinking?
No, I better go find Denise.
-I can't leave her walking the streets. See you.
-See you later.
-I better nip home and check on Liam.
-If you've got nowhere to stay tonight,
you can, um, stay at ours.
-Are you serious?
Thank you so much! It's the best Christmas present ever!
-Can your brother live with those two girls and keep his mouth shut?
'No more stolen cars. No more cut-and-shuts.
'Want somebody else killed?'
..that's pretty comprehensive.
I'm surprised you didn't admit to the Kennedy assassination while you were at it.
I would have said anything to get out of that situation.
Because what you can't see and you can't hear is that they pulled a knife on me.
What, are you suggesting you were forced into making this confession?
I feared for my life.
Reading from the transcript of the confession:
"You ask me that again, I'll kick you out of that suit."
You don't sound overly concerned to me.
Well, of course I don't sound concerned.
You can't let them know you're scared. Got to give it to 'em back.
Is that all you've got? It really is pitiful cause to arrest my client.
No, it's not all we've got.
See, in a little room down the hall, there's a fella called Dougie.
And Dougie's faced with a choice.
Whether to tell us who sold the cars he stuck together...
..or whether to go to prison for even longer.
Afia, what are you going to say to him?
-I don't know.
I think...when he wakes...
..I'm going to say sorry.
I don't want to leave her tonight.
She needs you.
We all do.
I've been thinking...
..about how you saved me all those years ago
and I was wondering, would you mind, please,
doing it again?
You don't need saving.
You just need pointing in the right direction.
Come home. Come home.
Don't you talk to me like that! I saw you coming out of that building!
What if it had collapsed on your head?
-It was just a pipe.
-Well, I wonder if the police will see it like that.
Knock, knock. The door was open.
Thought I'd pop in and make sure Liam wasn't taking the heat for my mistakes.
Upstairs, Liam. Now.
I will not go back inside, Pat.
Then leave the boy alone.
Oh, I think the boy needs someone like me in his life.
I mean, Ricky hardly cuts it, does he?
Ricky is a good man.
Oh, I see, you're using the word "man" loosely there.
Liam's a good little worker.
Takes instructions. Gets the job done.
How could you have let him go in that building?
What if it had collapsed on him?
If you don't take any chances in life, Pat, you'll never get anywhere.
That boy did some growing up today.
Now, here's one for you.
What happened to the old dear who couldn't keep her mouth shut?
No-one ever found out.
Shirl, Ritchie's here.
Is he out?
Shirley, they've... they've charged him.
Conspiracy to deal stolen cars.
It's serious. With the evidence they've got, he could get years.
What's taking you so long, girl?
You know, everybody likes the hat, you know.
When people leave things behind and don't claim 'em,
I usually give them to the vicar for the homeless,
but I thought under the circumstances you might want 'em.
Because you are homeless, in a manner of speaking.
Yes, well, it's very thoughtful of you, Dot,
but I think we'll manage with what we've got.
Oh, well, I'm sure somebody will be grateful for them.
Oh, my lord. What have you come as?
I thought I'd go to the Masoods' and pay my respects.
I'll need a good bottle of wine, nothing cheap and nasty.
We don't do cheap and nasty.
And, anyway, you can't take wine to a Muslim wake.
-They don't drink.
Why you'd want to mourn a man who nearly killed us and put Tam in hospital is beyond me.
You shouldn't speak ill of the dead!
The man was a psychopath and a bully!
We better be going. I'm ever so sorry, Denise.
Come along, Rose.
-Are you OK?
-Yeah, I was, until the Sisters Grimm rocked up.
I don't know what's worse - Rose's misinformed nonsense or Dot's pity.
You can bet everyone thinks the way they do, one way or another.
-Maybe you shouldn't have opened the shop so soon.
-I'd rather be here than over at the Moons'.
Not exactly a home from home, eh?
I just thought if I work, it might take my mind off everything.
But it's never as easy as that, is it? I'm sorry.
It's not been easy for any of us, really.
Yeah, but you've had more than the fire to deal with though.
The Arches is closed, it looks as though Phil is still in custody.
Well, that's something then, isn't it?
-Cheers. You couldn't do us a favour, could you?
-Anything at all, babe.
Could you help Kim go through the list of insurance companies?
She can't remember who the policy's with.
If we get that sorted, then that's a massive weight off our minds.
-Yeah, doctor reckons I'm going to be fine.
Well, he'll sort out stronger pills for my heart and then I can go home.
Ricky! Don't go all soft on me, it's good news, innit?
Yeah, it's just, you know, last night...
-Well, we all thought that, you know...
You can't get rid of me that easy.
Why don't you go get a cab, love? I'll sort myself out.
Going somewhere, Mrs Evans?
Yeah, home. There's a G&T waiting for me with my name on it.
Don't worry, I won't be having it till a reasonable hour.
Unnecessary alcohol units aside, you can't leave yet.
As we discussed, a pulmonary embolism can be very serious.
I feel better since you gave me them injections.
All the same, we need to establish the cause
and we can't do that until the results of the CT scan are back.
-Oh. How long's that going to take?
-Let me chase up the department, bang a few heads together.
In the meantime, you need to stay put.
Can you clear your father's things from here, please.
People will be turning up again soon and I want everything to be perfect.
I can't believe we're still going through with this charade.
People will show up anyway, all right? Do you want to spend all day turning them away from the house?
-As his wife, it is my duty.
-Duty? After everything he did?
Thought I'd take Yasmin for a walk.
-Shall I take Kamil too?
-No, thank you. He should be here.
-Can't you talk sense into her, get her to stop this?
-I agree with your mum. It's what we need to move on.
Besides, it's good to keep busy at a time like this.
Thanks for your help these last few days.
We have to pull together, don't we?
Pretty out of it. Masood's still with him.
I would have stayed, but I thought I should be here.
No-one expects you to, if you find it too hard.
No, I want to.
If Mum can get through this, then so can I.
You'd better get changed then. You too, Syed.
Everything must be right.
-I don't want a fuss!
-Well, I'll pour it away then, shall I?
-You've got a visitor.
-You all right?
How's the patient today?
She's not a patient, she's a person, and she's fine, thank you!
Can't have been nothing for them to keep you in overnight.
They just wanted to run a few tests, that's all.
So, what time you picking me up later?
Yeah. I fancy going out. This lot are doing my head in.
Oi, I heard that!
-Six o'clock OK?
-Perfect. And don't be late.
We'll make it a night to remember, eh?
Us oldies have got pulses and all, you know!
-Come on, you two, let's go kid's club.
-Bye, Nana Pat.
-Bye, Nana Pat.
Bye, darlings. Ricky...
if you want to make yourself useful, keep looking for a job.
We're still short on what we owe Janine.
-Pat, stop worrying about that. Me and Ricky have got it well under control, haven't we?
Hi. The door was open, I hope you don't mind me coming in?
No, no, of course not.
You'll have to take your shoes off, I'm afraid,
if you want to go through.
There are people here to mourn Yusef.
Patrick, I am so sorry that I have not come over
to apologise for the B&B.
Don't worry yourself about that. I was just wondering how Tamwar was getting on?
He's in a lot of pain, but he's alive.
So, I am grateful for that.
I still don't understand what he was thinking, going back in there.
I guess we'll never know.
-I'm so sorry, I have a lot to do...
-Yeah, yeah, of course, of course.
Look. we'll catch up later, all right?
-He's a big bloke and he's refusing to pay up,
so I need a bit of muscle. Please, come on, as a favour to me?
No more favours, Janine. But, if the money's right...
Oh, I will make sure that your cut reflects your...expertise.
You better give me that address then.
And what can I do for you?
-Lay off Pat.
-I'm sorry, have I been bothering her?
She's stressing about the money she owes you. She shouldn't be.
-She's just out of hospital.
-Oh, no, is it serious(?)
-She's had a scare with her heart.
She wheels that one out whenever she's after something.
And you know as well as I do, that old bag is going to outlive all of us.
Unless, of course, they choose to legalise enforced euthanasia.
You are sick, do you know that!
What sort of person gets their kicks out of picking on old ladies?
I didn't run up Pat's debt, all right? She did that by herself!
I used to feel sorry for you when you was a little girl,
do you know that, Janine?
The way your dad used to push you about from pillar to post.
But I can see why he did.
To send you away so he didn't have to look at you.
He knew then that you was rotten to the core.
That's why you've turned out such a bitter cow.
She gets more like her mother every day!
Pat certainly knows who to send when she wants to push your buttons, don't she?
You going to let her get away with that?
You are such a star!
Listen, any time you want to stop at Kimberley's Palace,
I'll sort you out, yeah? Free of charge.
All right then, see you. Bye.
I take it you found the right one then?
Yep. He reckons once they've sent over the loss adjuster thingy person
and I've done the paperwork, we'll get our pay-out.
Shouldn't be more than a couple of weeks. So we are back in business!
Hey, we should go bigger and better, don't you think?
Maybe we should walk before we run, eh?
Listen, I'm going into town to look at all those snazzy furniture shops.
Only window shopping, that's all! All right?
See you later.
Janine! Oi, you've got no right!
-I'm sorry, Pat, I tried.
-It's all right, darling.
I'll be fine.
You don't look very ill to me.
And you ain't brought a bunch of grapes. What do you want, Janine?
I'm going to have to get the interior designers in once you've gone.
I mean, this whole tart's boudoir thing isn't really my style.
So, Bianca's been shouting her mouth off
about how I should leave you alone because you've been so poorly.
-She shouldn't have.
-That's exactly what I thought.
She seems to think she's calling the shots, when that's my job.
But she did get me wondering about whether, I don't know, the deadline I gave you was very fair.
I mean, it just gives you more time, doesn't it, to come up with pitiful excuses like "heart problems".
-And so I'm bringing it forward.
-You can't do that!
Read the small print, Pat. I am well within my rights.
Shall we say five o'clock, tomorrow?
How am I meant to raise that sort of money so quick?
I don't know!
Maybe you can just sell something.
Then again, maybe not.
Oh(!) Here they come,
the chest pains, how very convenient.
If I stay around a little bit longer, maybe I might finally finish you off.
Just get out, Janine. Get out!
# Da-na-da-na da-da-da. #
I'm still in the running
How did you pay for that lot?
I've still got my plastic, innit!
-We can pay it off once the insurance comes through.
-Did you spend much?
Put it this way, it ain't cheap looking this good!
Hey, D, check this out. They've all got sales on right now.
We act quick, forget about Kimberley's Palace,
we can transform that place into Kimberley's Dream Palais!
Don't buy anything else, not now.
All right, all right, take a chill pill, yeah.
Hey, D, look, I bought you a little something.
Oh, Kim, you didn't have to.
I know, but I did. Eh, and I got you something an' all.
Can't have you going out tonight in Alfie's cast-offs, so here you go.
I wish you hadn't, you know...
Now, listen. D, that is so your colour.
You have to take it back, all of it!
The insurers won't pay out,
not once they find out about everything!
What are you on about?
I stashed some illegal booze and some fireworks in the B&B.
I'm the one to blame.
THEY WHISPER PRAYERS
If it's too much, just say.
I'm OK. Really.
KNOCK AT DOOR
I'll see who it is.
I thought you were in Pakistan.
It's been a long time.
Afia, you poor child.
How could you come here, after everything you've done?
Who is this?
This is Tariq.
They were very close, when we were first married.
They never stopped being close.
I think you should leave.
I have every right to pay my respects. To be with my family.
I'm not your family.
I won't be a part of what you did.
You disgust me.
-You will always be your father's daughter, Afia.
I'm glad he's not here, to witness your disrespect.
How dare you!
How dare you come to this house,
while my son is lying in hospital,
and show no remorse for what has happened.
You turned Yusef into that man.
Now you get out of this house, and you don't ever, ever come back.
You heard her.
Afia. Afia, I will never let that man through our door. I swear.
I can't do this! I can't go back in.
-I just need some air. Please...
I just want to ask everyone to leave, how can I do that?
It's OK. I'll tell them you need to go upstairs for a rest.
-I'm sure they'll take the hint.
We might have saved some of our stuff, got a few things out,
-if only we'd had a bit more time...
-I know, I know, and I'm so sorry.
And now, we're not going to get nothing.
I mean, why were you even flogging that stuff, huh?
Your pension not enough?
Look, Kim, I'll do everything I can to pay you back.
I'll go to Janine, take out a loan.
You know what, you're not wrong!
And then we're going to use that loan and get a new flat,
cos we ain't going out to that burnt out dump with you again, innit, D?
Give us a moment alone please, Kim.
How could you do this to us?
It was an accident. I never thought things would have turned out..
No, no, no. No.
Not the fire.
I thought we could talk about anything, you and me.
You were so low, I just didn't know how.
All those people who've let me down over the years...
I half expected it.
I mean, after a while, you do it to protect yourself.
Prepare for the worst...
Cos that way, if it happens, you're ready to face it.
But I never thought that I had to prepare myself
to be let down by you.
I never thought I had to.
You were the one constant.
The closet thing I thought I had to a dad.
Yeah, but I'm the same person I've always been.
-D, you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you.
-But you have.
Denise. I know you must be angry and...
What, with you?
Oh, don't be daft.
What are you...
What are you doing out here?
Not sure. I couldn't face it before.
How could my dad do this?
None of this is down to you, OK?
Why don't you go home?
Doesn't feel like home any more.
Zainab, Syed and everyone... they say the right things,
but I can't help thinking that every time they look at me,
all they really see is an intruder.
Nah. No. I know Zee.
And I know that all she'll be wanting to do right now is to support and take care of you.
What she feels for you, inside, that's never going to change.
Seems like my feelings change every five minutes.
Yeah, well, I know that one.
The main thing is that you lot, as a family, you are still solid.
You stay strong, I tell you, you can get through anything.
Hello, Simon, it's Mum. Yeah, yeah.
Listen, I know you've been busy with Christmas and all that,
have you had a chance to transfer any of that money yet?
What's he done now?
I wish I had your faith.
It's not always easy. But it's a comfort.
I keep trying,
but instead of prayers, I end up thinking about what I did.
If I hadn't let Dad go, none of this.
You know what, we've all made mistakes this past year.
You never told me what happened with Tamwar this morning.
I talked to him, but it was like he wasn't really there.
Sometimes I think he never will be again.
He will. Afia, he will.
I know that your father is gone
and that I am not your mother, but...
I don't get even know why you're doing this!
-Cos I overreacted, and so did you!
There's pairs of shoes in that B&B
that's lasted longer than any boyfriend I've had.
Chels and Lib are your babies, those shoes were mine!
The point is, we lost a few possessions, nothing more.
Compared to some people round here,
we came out of that fire in pretty good shape.
Kim, we've still got each other, we've still got Patrick.
And right now, we're the closest thing to family he's got.
He needs us.
I didn't mean all that stuff that I said earlier.
No, no. I deserved it. Every word.
No. You didn't start that fire.
And I know the only reason
you didn't say anything about them fireworks
was cos you didn't have the bottle.
The bottom line is,
if you hadn't taken me and the girls in all them years ago,
I'd have been homeless a long time before now.
Kim, all Patrick's ever done is look out for us.
It's time we returned the favour.
I'm sure Alfie will give me some extra shifts at the pub.
And, Kim, I meant what I said about getting a loan.
We still might get lucky with the insurance.
They can't prove Yusef didn't chuck in a few rockets as well, innit?
Do you know, it's not often I say this,
but Kim, she makes a good point.
So, um, can I can keep the clothes?
You sure you want to talk to him, after all this time?
It's not a case of wanting to.
steer clear of Janine.
Look, I'm sorry, Pat.
I know you were only trying to help, darling.
I'm proud of you.
You couldn't be more different from your father if you tried.
Blimey, what drugs they given you at that hospital?
Have you been sitting here all day feeling sorry for yourself?
I've every right to grieve.
-Dr Khan and I were very close!
-Rose, you was an employee.
I probably knew the man better than you did, you know,
what with all my ailments.
We had more than a working relationship. We had chemistry.
If he hadn't met Zainab first, who knows?
Oh, give me strength!
I'm going out. I've done a lemon drizzle cake for Tanya,
and I said I'd take it over tonight.
I know I'm a silly woman, with silly fantasies.
But going into the surgery every morning,
knowing that someone like Dr Khan needed me...
made me feel important. And now, the things people are saying...
I don't want to believe them.
Yes, well, people don't always turn out like we want 'em to, Rose.
I'll make us a nice cup of tea, shall I?
Now, no more tears, Rose Elizabeth.
And no more of this, neither.
David, it's your mother.
Just when I thought you couldn't sink any lower, you find a way!
Your brother's wife! How could you?
Why, David? How could I have got it so wrong with you?
KNOCK AT DOOR
-Hi, Patrick, she's just in the living room.
Pat? Pat! Pat! You all right?
You all right?
They should never have discharged you earlier!
-I'm not going back there and that's it.
You didn't even wait to get a diagnosis?
I know what's wrong with me.
What with Bianca mouthing off, Janine demanding her money,
Simon and David at each other's throats. I'm worn out.
It's nothing that a good knees-up with you won't fix.
You think I don't know what this is all about?
At our age, going into hospital always feels like a big deal.
-It's all right to be scared, you know, babe.
-I'm not scared!
But, them places...
How are you meant to stay healthy
with all them sick people around you?
And I'm not going to be one of 'em.
That is not going to happen, OK?
It seems to have got worse.
The chest pains, the breathlessness, everything...
Maybe my ticker's finally had it.
Yeah, but if I go back there, and they tell me that...
I've got to face it, haven't I?
And you will!
You are a survivor.
But you've got to know the enemy to be able to fight.
Ready to go visit Tam?
I knew today was a mistake.
It's not that.
There are other things.
Syed, things you don't know.
Well, then tell me. Let me help.
Poor Afia feels so guilty, but I'm the one...
No, you're not, Mum. You couldn't have known how far Yusef would go.
You don't understand.
The only thing you're guilty of is falling for the wrong person.
You've got to stop beating yourself up about it.
Because we all need you, Mum.
You fall apart and we all do.
One coffee, as the lady requested.
I'd could do with something a bit stronger.
Well, seeing that you've already had your tests...
You sly old fox!
Mmm! That is just what the doctor ordered!
Is this a great date or what?
Date now, is it?
-Would that be so bad?
-You know me...
long as I've got a drink in my hand, I ain't complaining.
Hey, next time, we're going to do it properly.
Dinner, dancing... and maybe a nightcap?
If you play your cards right.
Mind you, we'll have to go round to my place.
Yours has seen better days!
What you doing here?
Is that why the coffees took so long?
I'm glad you called. You should have told me you were back here.
Ricky, give it a rest, will you!
I'm beginning to think this place ain't so bad after all.
It's quieter than home.
You been drinking?
What's up, Doc?
I wish you hadn't run off and ignored our calls.
You said any more clots could be thinned with injections.
It's not the clots that concern me, it's what's causing them.
Would you prefer to talk in private?
We'll catch up later, all right?
-I don't have to go, do I?
-No, Ricky, come and sit down.
Although you've been experiencing breathlessness,
this isn't a heart issue.
The CT scan revealed some abnormalities.
It's not my speciality, so I'll be referring you to an oncologist.
-Oncologist. But that's...
-I'm afraid it's not good news.
The abnormalities suggest cancer, Mrs Evans.
Blimey, Jean. How many kids we got comin'?
-You think I've made too much, don't you?
-I think we're going to be eating sausage rolls till Easter.
It's just that I never got to do this for Stacey or Sean.
I was always either in bed or in the Co-Op in my nightie.
Tommy's going to love it.
Well, Shenice is blowing up balloons
and Anthony and Tyler are sorting out more bunting.
And Mo has put herself in charge of entertainment.
Fat Elvis on the bongos.
Bleedin' hell, it's hot in here.
Mo, are you sure you're up for this? I mean, kiddies entertainer?
It takes a certain sort of person.
-What're you trying to say?
-It's like asking Shirley Carter to baby-sit.
You'll be eating your words later, Kat. Them kids'll love me.
Go and relax.
Go on, go and spend time with the birthday boy.
What would I do without you, eh?
Where is Tommy?
And, more to the point, where's Alfie?
Right here, darling. Right here.
How you feeling?
Like I've done nine rounds with Mo Harris!
Don't look so worried.
A couple of days in here and I'll be as right as rain, won't I?
Yeah, course you will.
If I can survive Lou Beale as a mother-in-law,
cancer's a walk in the park.
Don't tell anybody. I mean it, you promise?
All my life I've been gossiped about in that Square.
The last thing I need right now is a sympathy parade.
Anyway, you haven't got time to be fretting about me.
We've got to figure out how to pay madam back.
Don't worry about that.
There's a battered old Jackie Collins next to me bed.
There's 30 quid stuffed in there.
You'll be all right, won't you?
If Peggy Mitchell can come out of this fighting, so can I.
I love you, Pat.
Go on. Go on, away with you.
Shall I tell you something?
You see down here, just there. That's where you was born.
That's right. There was Mo and there was Grandad Charlie.
They were puffing away, they were going...
We were jumping up and down as well. We were panicking. Just like that.
It was incredible. And your mum, your mum squeezed my hand so much,
you know I could hardly pour a pint for a whole year.
But, you know what, I've got one regret. You know what it is?
That the first person you saw was Mo. You will have nightmares about that for the rest of you life,
but I will get you through it.
But you know what happened then?
Your mum wrapped you in a Queen Vic tea towel and put you in my arms.
And I looked in your eyes, like that, give me kisses.
You made me the luckiest and proudest daddy
in the whole wide world.
Yes, you did. Yes, you did. I was so lucky and proud.
Oh, look who's here, Mummy's here.
Just showing Tommy where he was born. Weren't I, mate?
This year ain't exactly been a walk in the park, has it?
What do you reckon, Tommy? What's this year going to be like? Tell me. Whisper. Really?
He thinks we're going do brilliant at the Olympics... Whoa!
And the Hammers going to Europe! Come on, you Irons! Yes.
And what about us?
Here, Tommy, what about me and Mummy, eh?
What do you think? Let me see.
Oh, Tommy reckons me and you are going to do just fine.
I'm Daniel Etheridge. Consultant oncologist.
Been waiting all morning for you.
-How are you feeling?
-Bored and ready to go home.
So what's the verdict?
Yesterday's scan established the presence of several tumours.
Further examination suggests that these originated in your pancreas.
What does that mean?
Well, I'm afraid to say the tumours have spread quite significantly.
There are secondary cancers in your lungs,
abdominal cavity and your bones.
So, where does that leave me?
Well, the only treatment options we have are palliative,
which means we won't be able to stop the disease
but may be able to slow it down.
I thought it was just cos I was knocking on a bit, you know?
My heart the way it is and the odd jippy tummy.
The angina has made the symptoms of the pulmonary emboli difficult to detect.
Would you like me to call your family, Mrs Evans?
See if I can get someone to sit with you.
No. No, no. They've got enough on their plate.
There are some treatment options I'd like to discuss.
Or would you rather have a moment?
I'm sorry it wasn't better news.
Haven't you forgotten something?
-You'll get your money.
-Yeah, well, make sure I do.
I'd hate for Pat to incur a late penalty.
I hear Pat's been up to her old tricks again.
It's no wonder her ticker's feeling the strain,
-carrying all that excess baggage.
-You don't know nothing, all right!
-I've got to get back to Bianca.
What's wrong with you?
-I haven't had a peep out of you since yesterday.
-Do you want something?
-What about him?
-His birthday party at the Vic, or something.
-And you're asking me?
Yeah, yeah, because I know you like party games and I'm partial to a bit of jelly.
-Is someone going soft in their old age?
-Please! You're joking.
That child is a millstone round my neck.
No, got to keep Alfie sweet, or he'll sniff around for maintenance.
You know what he's like.
Thank you. Oh, yeah, I'm collecting for Pat.
A bunch of flowers from the stall holders.
This is ridiculous. The woman has got heartburn, Patrick.
Maybe you should talk to Ricky, eh?
What about? Do you know what? I've had it.
I've had it with my family and all their stupid games.
It's a number for the council's housing list.
You might want to tell Pat to put her name on it.
Come to gloat, have you?
I was visiting a friend actually.
Thought I'd pop in, see if you got any grapes going spare.
Brings it right back to me when I lost my Jimmy.
-He was my Jimmy an' all.
-Change the record, Patricia.
-You were never good enough for my brother.
-This coming from an old brass.
I always thought it would be the clap that finished you off.
So, this, this friend you've come to visit. Do I know her?
You might've seen her around. Brash, tarty,
too much make-up.
You can't buy class, Mo Harris.
Used to ponce about in this fake fur coat.
That weren't fake.
Made her look like a washed-up old trollop.
Green's not a good colour on you.
What's there to be jealous of?
I had the looks. The pick of the boys.
And what did you have? An old lock-up full of knock-offs.
Me and you. We ain't all that different really, are we?
You take that ba...!
-I'll get the nurse.
I'm all right.
You're a tough old bird, Pat.
Whatever it is, you can beat it, can't you?
Course I can.
I best be going.
You keep that chin up, yeah?
All three of 'em.
-Jammie Dodger and Pat's earrings. Any luck?
-50p and a hair bobble.
Well, it all helps. Here, how about me and you have a girly night?
Facepacks and I'll do your hair however you like.
I like the way Nana Pat does it.
Well, you can teach me and it'll be a nice surprise when she gets home.
-Stick the kettle on, B, I'm parched.
-She's in here.
-What're you all doing here?
-Come to pick up a few bargains, innit?
-What're you doing!?
We haven't enough cupboard space as it is. Besides you've not worn half of these in years.
-You can't just go selling my clothes!
-There's some of mine in there.
-If I was you, Carol, you'd want to save some of those granny cardigans for Dee and Dot.
Right, so that's 40 I've borrowed from Jack, 30 I've taken out the till. I've left Shirley an IOU.
I've got 30 that Pat stuffed in her Jackie Collins.
It's like a trolley dash round the charity shops.
-I went to fashion college, I'll have you know.
If you'd told me 30 years ago I'd sell the shirt off my back to help Pat Wicks,
-I'd have laughed in your face.
-Should we call David?
He wouldn't want to know. Besides, what's the point of worrying him if she's on the mend?
All right, I'll take these leggings, this tarty top and this silver Puffa.
The Puffa's not for sale.
You know, I saw Janice earlier. She had a right face on her, she did.
The treatments you were talking about earlier. What are they?
We've had to rule out radiotherapy as the cancer is too widespread.
Right. What about chemotherapy?
Well, it's certainly an option but given the advanced stage of the cancer, this wouldn't be curative.
There's also a question of whether you would be well enough to withstand the treatment.
-He's family. So...
how much time would the chemotherapy buy me?
It's difficult to say exactly. Two, three months, maybe.
-And there's no guarantee with a cancer this advanced.
-What's he talking about, Pat?
-And the side effects?
I'm afraid it can be very tough. Both physically and mentally.
Will someone tell me what's going on?
Why don't I leave you two alone for a moment?
Right, all we need is Tommy's mates to get here and we're good to go.
I know. He's growing up so quickly, isn't he?
Tell me about it. It'll be dirty mags and blackheads in no time.
When I think about what happened last New Year's Eve...
-I can't believe we're here, Jean.
Has anyone seen my... Ow! Excuse me, what is this?
-That's my pass the parcel.
-Oh, really, here we go. Catch then.
-How many layers has it got?
Has anyone seen the camcorder?
Oh, I think Mo took it round to Fat Elvis'.
-Oh, I feel sick.
Doesn't matter, we'll improvise, it'll be fine.
-Where is that old trollop?
-She went to get some Spanx. That was a couple of hours ago.
But I promised Tommy a dinosaur.
Don't look at me. I get claustrophobic in confined spaces.
Well, who else is there?
Right. We've got banners, we've got balloons and streamers.
What are you all looking at me like that for?
Tyler, you the man!
-I'll just go and check on my flans.
-I just want it to be perfect, Alfie.
-It will be!
We've got balloons, we've got bucket loads of bubbles.
We've got Tweenies on a loop.
And a pass the parcel bigger than Phil Mitchell's bonce. What could go wrong?
-Oh, here she comes.
Where's the birthday boy? Here, Alfred, crank up the music.
-Let's get this party started!
-Go on, girl!
If I don't have the treatment, what happens to me?
We're here to support you whatever you decide.
-I don't want it.
-Don't listen to her. She's not thinking straight.
-You are free to change your mind at any time.
-So what're you saying? You're just going to give up on her?
I have to respect the patient's wishes, Mr Butcher.
Then we'll go private. You know, we'll get a second opinion.
Ricky, pass my things.
I really don't think you should be putting yourself under any strain.
You think I want to stay here a minute more than I have to?
The cancer is interfering with your blood-clotting mechanisms.
I'd urge you to continue the course of anticoagulants.
I've had enough drugs pumped in me to last a lifetime, thank you.
You know what I really fancy? Ian's cod and chips.
At least let me speak to our palliative care team.
You do understand that without treatment
you could have very little time.
I'd strongly recommend you contact your family with some urgency.
I'll get one of my nurses to help get you dressed.
Get me home, Ricky.
Just get me home!
-Where've you been!?
-I caught them loitering down Turpin Road.
You're lucky they haven't been kidnapped by some degenerate.
Oi! What have you got there?
Liam, I hope you ain't been thieving again.
We sold Auntie Janine's Christmas presents.
-250 quid there.
-That is wicked.
-With this and 145 here.
-Where does that leave us then?
-Well, a fiver short.
Well, I was going to treat myself to a new scarf down the sales...
but I think Pat's need is greater than mine.
Aw! I could kiss you, Dot.
-Here you are.
-Do we get to go to Tommy's party now?
I think you've earned yourselves a little treat, don't you?
-I'll wait here for Ricky, yeah.
-Go on, run upstairs and get your party clobber on. What's left of it.
A little bit of Tabasco, I think, yeah.
Something to get Mama hot under the collar.
-Why is it always me who ends up looking like a mug, eh?
You looking for a cave girl, babe?
-I love a man in uniform. I got you a present.
-It's a bit late, sorry.
-Thanks. Thank you.
Tom from Kasabian's got the same one.
Is that right?
Yeah. You can't dress like an Essex boy for ever, can you?
Oi, Ant, you're the Emo. Not me.
Afternoon. Tyler, what have you come as?
-What's he doing here?
Good Christmas? Really? That's interesting. Brilliant.
I had a great one, thanks.
Loads of stuffing. Party this way, is it?
How do I sign this? Michael seems a bit formal.
Then you should put Daddy.
What's that scrag-end doing here?
Kat, I see Father Christmas was generous with the fake tan this year.
Look. Tommy's birthday coming soon to a multiplex near you.
Who invited him?
It's Tommy's birthday. He's family, isn't he?
And I've never felt so welcome. How is the birthday boy?
-Nan, where the hell have you been?
-I got waylaid, didn't I?
Just some old tart I used to knock about with.
Here we go, girls. Guaranteed to put some hairs on your chest.
She's got enough!
Listen, Amy, she went all shy on me. I don't think parties are her thing.
I got this for James. I thought I could put it by his headstone, if it's all right.
Yeah, I'd like that.
Amy can't make it.
-That's all right. Are you going to stay for a drink though, yeah, Jack?
-I'm not sure.
Come on, you got to try some of Kim's punch, ain't ya? Here you are.
Right. Go on. Turn it down. Turn it down.
Right, boys and girls and ladies and gentlemen... That's it, in you come.
I'd like to introduce to you now, from the Ice Age,
the one, and only, Jurassicmoonapus!
-Sorry we're late. Come on, kids.
Oh, Janine, pleased with yourself, are you?
-Trying to turf an old woman out of her house?
Let's go and get you some punch, yeah? Come on.
Lauren, go and give Nessie a kick up the backside, will you, darling?
-You think it's going to kick off?
-Never mind the adults, this is where the fun is.
-You want some, do you? There you go.
There you go, little man. Is that nice? Num-num-num.
I'll get Bianca to make a bed up on the sofa for you, eh?
I'm not dead yet, Ricky.
Der-der-der! Winston and some of the stallholders had a whip round.
That's very kind of them. You're spoiling me, Patrick.
So, how did you get on?
Well, they've let me out, haven't they?
I think Pat's getting a bit tired.
You mind how you go now, all right?
I thought, seeing as it's a celebration.
I said to Rose we'll only give token presents this Christmas,
cos I want to donate to charity.
I gave half to Africa and half to mental health.
I'll just go and see if they've finished with my jelly.
Oh, Jack, I said a little prayer for James.
That's very kind of you, Dot.
-What am I supposed to do with him?
-Go on, you'll be all right. I don't care.
I don't want my new coat...crisps.
I thought you lot would be at home downloading songs onto your new MP3 player.
No, I sold it.
-Yeah, they took everything you got 'em
-down to Anthony and Tyler.
-You ungrateful, li...
Oi, don't scare the poor kid.
I won't be able to get him to sleep later.
-Nice to see an exception to the rule.
-What're you talking about?
Not all babies are beautiful. I'm not going to forget that.
Just getting my coat...
I'll finish up my drink. I'll come with you.
No. You stay, please, play happy families.
Oh, you are a bad dinosaur.
Here you are, I've got your money here.
Well, according to my watch it's three minutes late.
So you can tell my beloved stepmother
that she's incurred a late penalty fee.
Do you know where I've been all day? I've been up the hospital.
-How is the old battleaxe?
-She's sick, Janine.
-I could've told you that and I've had no medical training!
-She's been like a mother to us
and there's you just sticking the knife in yet again.
She's really got to you, hasn't she?
Pat's all we've got left. I don't want you anywhere near her, all right? Do you hear me?
You can't tell me what to do.
I pity that Michael, you know that. There's nothing in there, is there?
I'm just glad Dad ain't around, to see what a spiteful little cow you've turned into.
Oi, don't walk away from me!
Just stay away from us!
-You want me to stay?
-No, you go to the kids. Ricky'll be back soon.
All right. I'm glad you're on the mend, Pat. See ya.
We need to make a list.
Simon's number's in my book and try and get hold of Ian.
-He's in France, but he'll have taken his mobile with him.
-Right. What about David?
Just do what you have to do.
I could murder a G&T.
What're you doing?
-I'm getting ready to go to the Vic.
I've been drinking in that pub for over 25 years...
I'm sure as hell not going to stop now.
-Where you going?
A hotel for the night.
I just fancy being on my own for a bit.
This Pat and Ricky stuff, it's really got on top of me, you know?
That's all good. I'll give you a ring if there's an emergency.
Yeah. Reception's always bad out in the sticks.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah. Course it is. Silly me.
Ain't you forgetting something?
Everything's all right, isn't it? Everything's all right?
It will be.
CHATTING AND MUSIC PLAYS
Listen up, guys, sorry. Listen up.
My little man's getting a bit grouchy. So the party's over.
Who am I kidding? No, there's a free drink for anyone who can be downstairs in 30 seconds.
-Oi, what about the kids?
-Whit'll keep her eye on them, won't you, Whit?
Just stick 'em in the bedroom and calm 'em down a bit.
-Tiff. Pass my jacket.
-I think I'll just have one, you know, to celebrate.
-Just the one.
-Tommy's special day. Come on, Tiffany, come on.
-Coming down, Alfie?
-I'll be down shortly, just going to look at the highlights.
I can't believe we pulled it off.
Yeah. You know I love you, Mrs Moon.
See you shortly.
-'Happy Birthday to you!
'You don't think Alfie loves you?
'Does he hell...
'He looks at me now and he can't see past Kings Cross.
'Good for a bunk up though, but honestly, if you asked him,
'he wouldn't want to marry me again.
'He don't trust me, don't talk to me, there's nothing to say anymore.
'If he could figure out a way of giving me the boot without hurting anyone he'd be on it like a shot.'
MUSIC: "The Good Life" by Tony Bennett
Dot, my dear, can I tempt you to dance?
Yes, well, all right. As long as there's no funny business.
Once upon a time there was a greedy dinosaur and his name was...
This is boring.
He was so greedy he used to gobble up girls and boys for his tea.
-Tiffany, help me...
You all right?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I'm good. Listen up, folks.
Who'd like to join me in raising a glass to my little Tommy?
-Ah, Patricia. Usual G&T for you, sweetheart?
-Music to my ears, Alfie.
Penny for them, Alfie.
-You all right?
-I'm home, aren't I?
# ..You must face them alone
# Please remember I still want you
# And in case you wonder why
# Well, just wake up
# Kiss the good life goodbye... #
How you feeling?
I must've dozed off. What time is it?
I might get up in a bit.
No, you just stay there and take it easy -
it's New Year's Day.
We'll see. We'll see.
Cup of tea, Pat?
Oh, that'd be lovely.
Not now, Tiff.
Nana Pat's a bit tired, yeah?
Nonsense, no. Come in.
Come in, darling.
Look, you've got your Christmas present on.
I spilt ketchup on it. Mum went spare.
Well, we'll have to put that in the wash for you.
-Get it nice and clean.
-I'm going to wear it for my birthday party.
Tiff, that's six weeks away.
Five weeks and two days.
I've done my present list already.
I know what I'm going to give you.
A pair of my earrings. That special pair.
Ricky, bring that box over, darling, on there.
-It's all right. I'll get it.
-I'm sorry. sorry.
That's the... That's the one, darling. Remember?
What do you think?
I'll get that cup of tea.
That's all right, I'll do it. Come on, Tiff. You can give me a hand.
These were your Dad's favourites.
He got them for me the night before we got wed.
Put 'em on for me, would you, please, love?
I'll get that tea, yeah?
I don't suppose...David's called?
Er, no. No, not yet.
I'll try him again, yeah?
Anything you need, all right? Anything at all.
-Day or night, you just give me a call, OK?
Thanks, Fats. I think we're going to stay in tonight -
quiet time with the family.
-All right, sweetheart. Look, I'm going to go, OK?
Happy New Year, guys.
-Happy New Year.
-Happy New Year.
-I'll make the tea.
-What about the kids?
They know something's wrong. Should we prepare them?
No. No, no. You can't. Tiff's in there making a get well card.
-But ain't it better that they know?
Listen, do you want me to play with the kids, keep them occupied?
Yeah, yeah. That's a good idea, love. Go on.
Well, you know, maybe...
Maybe we should phone David again.
Do you think he's going to come?
Oh, it is getting cold out there.
-I just got back from Pat's.
Bit of a downer, innit? New Year, sick in bed.
-She's got her family around her. That's what counts, innit?
when you see Whit, tell her if there's anything I can do, she just has to ask.
She's all good, bruv.
Fats is taking care of everything that she needs, yeah?
Ah, nice one, bruv.
-All right, Fats?
-How's it going, babe?
I need a double vodka and tonic, please.
Why, what's up?
Abi. She's doing my head in, right?
It was New Year's Eve -
you're supposed to go out and to get trollied.
-What is her problem?
-Well, maybe THAT.
-I fell over - so what?
Ah, going so soon?
Yeah. There's only so much festive cheer I can stomach.
Chips, I think!
-Nice one. Forget Bobby, did you?
-No, we've dropped him off at Jane's.
You look cosy.
Yeah, and very expensive. Nothing's too good for my fiancee.
-So you had a nice time, then?
-Yeah, the time of our life, actually.
Disneyland for Bobby, then Eiffel Tower,
loads of champagne and a super king-size bed.
Right, I'd better get these in and...
I better go over and see Pat.
Yeah. I might come with you.
How is she, B?
-Oh, she's upstairs.
Well, I brought her a cake. It's homemade.
It's chocolate and vanilla sponge.
I mean, I don't know if she's up to eating,
but sometimes when you're poorly, it's the little things that are of comfort.
That is lovely, Dot. Really nice. Why don't you take your coat off?
-I'll make you a cup of tea.
-Oh, Max, would you? Ta.
-It's a bit of a mess. We ain't had time to tidy up.
-Don't be silly.
So, how's she bearing up, then?
She's a trouper, you know. As you'd expect.
-A lot to handle after what you've been through.
-I'm trying not to think about it.
And it's Ricky who's taking it the hardest.
-It's his stepmum, must be a terrible blow.
-He don't want to talk about it.
Sometimes talking don't help, girl. You got to take it like a man.
How very enlightened of you, Derek.
Do you mind if I use the, um...
No, of course.
-All right, Bianca.
-Let's go through.
Ah, thank you.
Happy New Year.
-Happy New Year.
-Happy New Year.
Is that for us?
No, no. It's for your grandma.
Yeah, but she's not feeling too well. No way she's going to eat all that.
-Ah, can I have a bit?
There you go, look. Bit more cheery, innit?
What exactly is wrong with Pat?
Er, well, it's a bit complicated, Dot.
You know me, Bianca, I ain't one to pry.
Only she's been so lively lately.
It's her heart, innit?
Um, not exactly. There's complications.
Yes, but what complications?
Er, pancreatic. But it's, um, it's spread all over.
There's these blood clots, and...
she keeps having these coughing fits, and the next one...
-Do you know what? Perhaps we should talk about this later.
Well, we only popped round to see how you're doing, so...
Yeah, if there's anything we can do, anything you need, just...you know?
-We're only sat at ours, watching TV, if you want to send the kids round.
-Thanks a lot,
but they're all right here, really. Thanks.
What do you want?
I've come to pay me respects.
Ain't that lovely?
What, no David?
I want you to leave.
It's a shame, innit, eh?
All those years, and what do they amount to?
I've seen death, Patricia.
Horrible, it is.
There is no nice way to go out.
You see, in the end,
that's the one thing no-one wants to do, innit, eh?
Even the biggest man,
he'll do anything. Anything.
He'll beg, he'll grovel,
he'll cling on for just one more second of it.
Life, that is.
You're wondering why I'm telling you this.
You're going to find out for yourself, ain't you?
And pretty soon, by the look of it.
Your poor mother must be turning in her grave.
Yeah, but you see, my mother was a saint.
And she loved me.
And I loved her.
I'd have gone to the ends of the Earth for that woman.
Pity all children ain't so loyal, ain't it, hm?
KNOCK AT DOOR
Derek, what you doing, eh?
Just paying my respects.
Get out of here!
I'm sorry, Pat. Derek, come on.
SHE GASPS AND COUGHS
Pat, is there anything I can do for you?
SHE GASPS FOR BREATH
Yes, love. Would you...
Would you pass my medicine, please?
In the... That's it.
It's all right.
I... I think, maybe...
you should go downstairs now.
Everything all right?
Yeah, lovely. Derek, let's go, come on.
What about your missus?
Thought she was the type of bird who liked to be waited for.
Thanks for having us, Carol, and if you need anything,
just let us know, yeah?
Babe. Come on, come here. Shh!
You are an evil little freak.
What's brought this on?
How dare you?!
She's a dying woman and you're up there, tormenting her.
-You wasn't even in the room, how do you know what was said?
-One look at you,
and I know. I know what happened.
Now, you listen to me.
Just cos you're sick, just cos you got the cancer too,
-don't take it out on me.
-Oi! Leave it out, Derek! That's out of order!
Why don't you for a walk, Derek?
I mean it, go for a walk.
Make it a long one.
May I come in?
Course, help yourself.
I'm not up to a sermon, mind.
Oh, no. I didn't come for that. No, I've come to wish you well.
I brought you a cake, if you're in the mood for it.
Maybe later. I'm not very hungry at the moment.
-Would you like a drink of water?
How are you feeling?
I've been better, Dot. I've been better.
We've had our ups and downs, haven't we?
Oh, you could say that, yeah!
I seem to remember you whacking me round the mush a while back.
You must have got me mixed up with Peggy.
Maybe my mind's playing tricks.
I want to say something.
I never had you down as a good mother...
I'm sure my sons would agree.
but you redeemed yourself, didn't you, Pat?
Through your grandchildren.
Your own children, they don't understand - how can they?
They don't know what you're going through,
how you're feeling.
Maybe when they get older they begin to realise,
but by that time, they're living away from you, aren't they?
And it's gone.
If you're trying to cheer me up, Dot, you're...not doing a very good job.
Oh, I am sorry.
I didn't mean it. It's just...
It's just, I want to say...
Consider it said.
Would you like a lend of my Bible?
I've had it years. My Auntie Gwen gave it to me.
I mean, you never know, it might be of some comfort to you.
And then again, it may not.
Don't count me out, Dot.
I ain't gone yet.
You keep yourself warm.
HE DIALS PHONE NUMBER
HE HANGS UP
Babe, don't listen to him.
He's been on the sauce.
He don't know what he's talking about.
-He's right though, isn't he? He's right.
-Course he ain't right.
Don't you understand?
She's the same as me.
That's what it's like, isn't it? That's what happens.
That's what it's like dy...dying.
Tan. You ain't going to die, all right?
You don't know that! How do you know?
A week ago she was fine.
She was celebrating Christmas, unwrapping her presents,
and then, it just... It doesn't give you a year's notice.
-Sometimes it's that quick, Max...
-It can be that quick.
I'm here for you, all right? I'm here for you.
What's going on? What you said to her?
What have I said to her? I ain't said nothing.
We just went to see Pat, that's all. She just got a bit upset.
I'm sorry. I'm fine. Sorry, darling. I'm fine.
I'll take it from here.
I'll go and stick the kettle on. Come on, Abs. Come on.
You tell Derek.
You tell him... he is not welcome in this house.
MUSIC FROM TELEVISION
Well, I was working. I just needed a snack.
-I thought you were at the spa. Country house hotel.
Was it nice? You have a good time?
Yeah. Yeah, it was good.
Now, look, if you don't mind, I've got a lot to do.
I called you.
Hello, I called you a lot. I texted.
I left my phone in the office.
-Where were you, Janine?
I was at the hotel.
So you weren't at the clinic, then?
The abortion clinic?
No, I wasn't at the clinic.
The appointment's for tomorrow.
Anybody want a cup of tea?
Pat, what you doing up?
Making a cup a tea.
Oh, it looks lovely in here.
All cosy and Christmassy.
You having a nice time, kids?
You feeling better, Nan?
Oh, not too bad, darling. Not too bad at all.
For God's sake, go and stop her.
-Pat, you're supposed to be in bed.
Ah...changed my mind.
I can't stand being cooped up.
Never could. Looks nice.
What is it?
-It's, er...peanut butter sandwiches for the kids.
Come on, Pat. Come and sit down.
I'm just going to fill the kettle, love.
I can do that for you.
how's your young man? I haven't seen him for a while.
-Yeah, he's good.
-He's a nice boy.
A very nice boy.
Yeah, I know.
If only nice were all it took, eh? To make us girls happy.
Pat, please. Come.
Bianca, will you please stop fussing?
-I'm perfectly capable of making a cup of tea.
-I know, but the nurse did say you have to rest.
Since when have I done what I was told? Never.
And I'm not going to start now.
They know what they're talking about. They're professionals.
I'm not giving in to this. I am going to fight it.
How? How you going to do that?
I don't want tea. I want gin and tonic.
-You sure that's a good idea?
-We ain't got none, anyway.
Don't give me that.
We ain't. We've run out. We boozed it all up over Christmas.
Whitney, go over to the Vic,
and get me a bottle of gin. And I'll pay you when you get back.
Well, don't look at her! Go on, I told you to get me a bottle of gin!
Go on, Whit. Go on. I'll do this.
You happy now? Pat?
Pat, what's happening? Ricky, come in here! Ricky, please!
-Pat, what's happening?
-What is it?
-She's having some sort of attack!
-Here, get the chair.
-You all right?
-I'm going to call the nurse.
Pat, you all right?
You got her?
-You OK, Nana?
-Tiff, please, go back in the other room, babe.
-Do you like what I did for you? It's a get well card.
-You all right?
-You all right?
Surprise! We came as quick as we could.
Had to cancel our tickets, get an earlier train.
Tell you what, it cost a fortune. That's for Pat.
You all right, Ricky?
Oh, do you like my coat?
-It's from Paris.
-Come on, then. Where's the invalid?
-Pat? What's happened? Hold that.
-She's taken a turn for the worse.
-You going upstairs?
-Can I help?
-I'll try and call that nurse.
-You all right, Pat?
Tyler, same again.
-How's it going?
-I need a bottle of gin.
-It's for Pat. Can I pay you later?
-Do you mind?
I'm in the doghouse.
-Right, we only got these whoppers.
-What's wrong with Lauren?
She had one too many last night. Family's been on her case.
You didn't try to stop her?
How? I can't stop her drinking, can I?
Come on. The amount that she puts away - it's not good, is it?
Well, she's your girlfriend.
-Whitney. Derek, hold the fort, would you, mate?
What you being like that for?
She's up in her room, dying.
She's got a few days, probably less. So I'm sorry, Tyler,
if I'm not jumping up and down dancing and singing for you.
-I didn't mean that.
-What did you mean, then?
It's just I care about you, all right? I'm sorry.
But, Whitney, I really care about you so much. All right?
And I hate it when you're upset.
It makes me feel...
I don't know. I don't know. I'm not great with words,
but it don't make me feel good. You laughing at me?
I'm not. Sorry!
-I've got to go.
-No, I can't do this. I really can't do this.
Pretty obvious how you feel.
Booking an abortion, sneaking off behind my back.
So what are you saying?
What, that...you want this baby? You want to keep it?
Yeah, maybe I do. Maybe that's what we need. It'd be good for us. We could get married, have a kid.
We could... be like other people.
-Yeah, I thought it might come down to that.
-And if we did,
I'd want to do it properly. I wouldn't want, um...
Not like Tommy.
I'd want us to be its mum and dad - married, secure environment.
So you and me up the aisle?
Yeah, yeah. Why not?
It'd be great.
It'd be the wedding of the year.
And who would pay for it?
Don't matter, does it? We'd just get a registry office, something simple.
Yeah. Just as long as I signed on the dotted line.
Cos when we were married, it wouldn't matter who paid for it.
Because everything you've got, I guess, would be mine
and everything I've got -
businesses, property, all that money in the bank -
would be yours, wouldn't it?
So this is still about me after your money, innit?
Well, what else?
I love you.
You don't love me.
How could you?
No, you just want the contents of my purse.
And do you know what, Michael?
You can have it.
Baby, you can have every last penny,
because that is all you're going to get your hands on.
Pat, will you please just come back to bed now and lie down?
SHE PANTS And then what?
Lie down and never get up again?
Is that what you want for me? I won't do it.
You are ill. You really do need to conserve your strength,
-otherwise you might...
You tell your father that. See if he cares.
-He does care. My dad does care.
-So where is he?
He's on his way. I'm sure he's on his way.
He is, he's on his way.
Don't...lie to me, Bianca. Not now!
Don't... Don't lie to me.
Go on, you go downstairs. I'll make sure she's OK. All right?
Come on, you.
I don't need a male nurse, thank you very much.
No, but you need to do what Bianca said, don't you?
Need to save your energy.
Come on, let's get some rest, have a lie down, yeah?
Come on, just go nice and slow.
Wasn't so hard, was it?
I'm really sorry about Pat.
I know she can be a right old cow sometimes, but...
me and her go way back.
-She's a one-off.
And... Well, I know what she means to you, too.
She's been like a mum to you, ain't she?
My mum's dead.
Ricky, don't cry.
You're so sweet. You're one of the sweetest guys I've ever met.
Look, you're nothing to me, all right? Do you understand?
There is nothing between us!
Ricky, don't, all right? I didn't mean to upset you. I ju...
Please, come here.
Look, it's all going to be OK, all right?
It's going to be OK.
Ricky, you all right?
He's a little bit upset.
What's just happened here?
I'm going to go.
What have you just done to my husband?
Well, I think that's between you and him, don't you?
Last of the old bunch, ain't we?
You're a young man, Ian.
You got half your life ahead of you.
Yeah. And I've got someone special to share it with.
The word's "damaged".
And if you ain't careful, she'll damage you and all.
It's OK, Pat. All right? Just trust me, I know what I'm doing.
Like you did with Cindy and Mel? Is Mandy any different?
You don't have to worry about me, OK?
-I've learnt from my mistakes.
-I hope so.
When I think of the things you've been through,
some of them at the hands of my sons...
Where is David?
But I spoke to Simon.
He's well. I told him not to come all this way.
It's the other side of the world, isn't it?
Ian, if you don't mind, I think I'll get forty winks.
I'm feeling a little tired now.
Can I do your pillow, or get you a drink or anything?
You're a good boy, Ian.
A good boy.
I'm sorry if I haven't said that enough.
I'll pop back later. Make sure you're all right.
That'll be nice.
I will not let it go.
What do you want, B? A big row?
Pat upstairs, your kids in the living room? Is that it, yeah?
Do you know what's going on?
Tell Pat I'll be back later, yeah?
What is it?
I slept with Ricky.
I slept with him.
And it was brilliant.
It was nothing like how it was with you.
You think that all this, all these months of us being together,
holding each other, me loving you, all that means nothing to you? It meant nothing?
Look at me, look at me!
Look at me!
Look at me.
Is this the face of a liar?
You're sick, girl. You're twisted. You can't get rid of a baby
because you're suspicious!
-I'd like you to leave now, I've business to attend to.
What business? It's New Year's Day.
I've got to take possession of a property.
Pat has defaulted on her agreement,
which makes me the proud owner of number 31.
You're just going to go over there now? Kick 'em out?!
I lent that old cow money, and she hasn't paid it all back.
That makes her house mine.
And believe me,
I'm going to take great pleasure
in snatching those keys from her withered hand.
We had a drink.
One thing led to another.
You slept with him?!
That's all I've got to say on the matter.
Don't you think I'm owed some sort of explanation?
I don't want to talk about it.
Do you like him?
What's he said?
What's going to happen?
I don't know!
Don't you like me any more?
It's not about that, Ian.
I don't believe this.
This is happening to me again, isn't it?
First Simon, then David.
Where you going?
I'm going to call Jane, check on Bobby,
and then I'm going over there.
This isn't Ricky's fault.
It's got nothing to do with Ricky, or you,
or your sordid little fumble.
This is about Pat.
Don't cry. Bianca, please!
You've got to understand, I didn't know what I was doing!
-I was off my head!
-I can't, I can't...
-We can't do this now, Ricky. Pat...
-Please, you've got to forgive me!
KNOCKING AT DOOR
Well, answer it!
-It's the Wicked Witch Of The West!
-Thank you, Tiffany.
-Charming as always(!)
-We've been trying to call you.
Yeah, I saw. Now, I have got some business to discuss.
Listen, er... I've got some bad news.
Save it, Ricky, because I've got some worse news.
Pat's defaulted on her payments.
So the house is forfeit. All right? Keys, please.
Give me the keys.
What's she on about?
She wants to take the house.
It's all above board, all right?
So I suggest you keep your snout out.
-Janine, this is not the moment.
-I decide that, all right?
Not you, not you, and not your ex-con wife!
-She's very ill.
She's dying, Janine.
Right, yeah. Of course she is(!)
So I'll just rip this up and let the old cow have the house.
Is that what you want?
Don't you get it?!
Pat is dying.
-She's got cancer! Terminal cancer!
She probably won't even make it through the night. Do you get it?
-Do you get it now, do you?!
She can't be.
-Where you going? Oi!
Tiff, why don't you go watch telly? Everything's all right. Tiff?
Ricky, leave her.
You upset about Nana Pat?
Yeah, I am.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Tiff, I should've told you before.
Do you want a cuddle?
KNOCKING AT DOOR
Come to collect, have you?
Well, as you can see,
I'm not in a position to deal with you right now.
I'm not well, Janine.
I can't cope with anything else today.
I didn't know.
I thought you were faking.
Is there anything that I can do?
Just go, and leave me alone.
I'm going to get you a doctor.
I'm going to get you a good doctor. A private doctor.
I'm going to pay for it, I don't care.
In fact, I'm going to go and I'll find one now.
No, there's no point.
I've got the money, Pat. I want to.
It's too late, Janine.
No, no you can't be.
I thought you'd be glad.
Please, I don't want you to.
I don't want you to.
I've been horrible to you.
And I've said some things.
We've both said a lot of things over the years.
You hate me.
That's not true.
You've got every right to hate me.
I'm despicable, I am.
I... I always have been.
Not every little girl's abandoned by her father
without so much as a word.
I could've done more.
If you'd given me a chance,
I might've been a better mother to you.
Maybe some of us just aren't cut out to be mothers.
Yeah, you may be right about that.
I ain't made too good a job of it.
If I just had a bit more time...
..to go back.
I... I'd do it all so different.
I wouldn't worry about the silly little things,
like how I looked or whether I was popular.
I wouldn't have sold myself cheap for a couple a quid
to some bloke I didn't even know.
I would've been kinder.
I'd have made the most of those moments.
Having a baby,
having a child.
I'd... I'd have been there for my boys, in the right way.
And I wouldn't have had four husbands.
You wouldn't have married my dad?
He's the only one I would've married.
The only one love.
That's what counts.
When you're lying here,
all alone, waiting.
You see it all so clear.
I'm pregnant with a man that I don't trust.
I... I don't understand.
I can't have this baby. I mean, how can I?
I can't have... I've got to go and...
What? Get rid of it?
Is that what you really want?
I'm no good.
I'm selfish and I'm horrible.
I mean, what if I don't deserve to be a mum?
You'll be worse than me?
What I done to my sons?
You don't have to be like that.
You could be a lovely mother,
if you set your mind to it.
Janine, if you wanted it,
it could be the making of you.
Think of it, think.
A little baby in your arms,
looking up at you.
They were the best years of my life
and I didn't even know it.
Why you being so nice to me?
I don't deserve it, I don't.
Cos you were the only daughter.
The only little girl I ever really had.
And despite everything, I...
I always had a feeling for you.
You probably reminded me of myself.
We don't have to part on bad terms.
Not everybody has to part on bad terms.
Did it remind you of your father?
Yeah, it did a bit.
Let's forget about the tea.
Let's have a brandy.
I can still put a smile on your face.
Dad, can I talk to you?
Can't now, Abi. I got to find your Uncle Derek.
It's about Lauren.
She come home really late last night.
She'd had a lot to drink and today she couldn't remember a thing.
She can't remember anything at all. She's got this cut on her head.
-Abi, it was New Year's Eve. She was probably out getting smashed with the rest of the world.
-What's the problem?
-No, it's not...
-Abi, I can't do this now.
Maybe you should think less about grassing your sister up and a bit more about your mum.
It's her that's ill, Abi, not Lauren.
What did you do? Get her to sign on the dotted line, did you?
Of course not.
I'm really sorry about what I said earlier.
Save it. You've got a visitor.
What are you doing here?
I couldn't just leave it.
Did you mean it? What you said about me and the baby? Did you mean it?
How do I know I can trust you?
Cos you can.
Because we're the same, you and me.
We're messed up.
I want this baby with you.
I do, I do.
Just give me a chance.
It's hammering down out there. Any change?
Well, no, I'll call you if anything happens.
Well, I'd like to stay if you don't mind?
Of course, yeah. Go through.
-Give me that.
No. She's unpacking.
What about David? Any sign?
What's wrong with her?
We had a bit of a heavy night. She's just sleeping it off.
If you go out with my daughter, you look after her.
Yeah, course, I just let her have a kip.
Nothing wrong with a drink, son.
Unless you don't want to drink with your big brother, eh?
So what was all that about, Derek? You and Pat?
She's a sick old woman.
I went upstairs for a...
Way out, I thought I'd say hello, eh?
No harm in that, is there?
What about that stuff with Tanya?
Oh... That girl's got issues.
Probably cos I done her sister. They're funny like that, women.
Well, she don't need it, all right? And neither do I.
Just stay away from Pat.
You telling me what to do now?
-No, you didn't have a ruck with her, you had a ruck with her son.
-You don't know what he did to me.
What do you mean, what he done to you?
What, he made our sister pregnant? That's it, big deal, ain't the end of the world.
-Why you got to take everything so personal?
-Because he made it personal! David.
I'll never forgive, Max, and I'll never, ever forget.
-It's not in my nature.
-Yeah, all right, Derek. Whatever.
So what we doing then, eh?
-Going back to yours? I'm starving.
-Nah, forget it, yeah?
It's Tanya, Del. You know?
She's in a bad way.
Never choose a woman over your brother, Max.
Remember, I know things about you.
Your little mistakes,
things you don't want her indoors to know about.
Or am I wrong?
Derek, look, I've got to take Lauren home.
I'll see you tomorrow. We'll have a drink then.
Yeah, yeah, we'll go out tomorrow. One big happy family(!)
Lauren? Lauren, wake up, will you?
Lauren, we're going home, come on.
-I really need a drink.
-You ain't getting a drink.
-We're going home. Come on.
-What?! It's New Year's Day, Dad.
-Tyler, tell him.
-I'll see you tomorrow.
-Come on, out.
RAIN AND THUNDER
-Not even Pat could down that lot.
I told her to stay put.
-You going to invite me in or what?
-I knew you'd come.
-I knew it. Oh, I've missed you so much!
I've missed you too.
You'll never know how much.
-Hey, come on, don't cry.
Who are you?
This is my dad.
He's your grandad.
-Don't mind her.
Come on, come through.
Carol. How are you?
Yeah, not bad, considering.
Um, this is Liam and Morgan, your grandsons.
Hello. He's a friendly little fellah, ain't he?
Yeah, it is. I barely recognised you.
This is Michael.
We're having a baby together.
Well, as much as I'd like to stand around and chat,
I'm only really here to see my mum.
-How is she? Any better?
-She's got cancer.
Hang on, I got a message. I just, I thought she was very ill.
She is very ill.
Yeah, she's had heart problems, she went to the hospital,
they done some tests,
and found cancer.
And it's just brought on all sorts of complications.
it's a bit complicated, you know?
Anyway, I'm really pleased you're here.
Yes, yes, so am I.
So am I.
Right, I suppose I'd better go and see her then.
Yeah, she's upstairs with...
Ricky's with her.
She's upstairs with Ricky.
It's a bit wet, this. Where can I put it?
-I'll take it. I'm Whitney, by the way.
-Thank you. Thanks.
Right, I'll see you in a bit then, yeah?
Go on. She don't bite.
HE KNOCKS GENTLY
David. You, you came.
Course I came.
I came as soon as I could. Ricky, good to see you again.
Yeah, you too.
Well, I'll leave you two to it.
I was hoping you'd come.
How you feeling, Mum?
Not so good.
She, um... She filled me in.
Did she tell you I'm on my last legs?
No, no, no. Nothing like that.
She just said you ain't been feeling very well.
But...you came back to see me.
I would have brought you some flowers but everything's closed.
It's New Year's Day, innit?
I never liked it very much.
Resolutions you'd never keep.
I don't have to worry about that this year though, will I?
Hey, you never know - doctors today.
That ain't going to happen.
So, how are you David?
Yeah, I'm all right.
He's doing well I believe, Mum, yeah.
You got a new family? Girlfriend?
We've sort of had a parting of the ways, you know...
She had kids, a couple of kids.
I lived with them for a while, but it didn't work out, you know...
-It didn't work out?
Business, you know. I work too hard.
And then you paid your brother a visit?
Do you really want to talk about that now, Mum?
You want small talk? I'm way past that.
So what's this, a last telling off?
Last chance to have a go?
Well, I can't talk back, can I? Given the situation.
I can't defend myself and put the other side over,
so sort of got me over a barrel, don't you?
He's your brother.
Mum, I didn't come here to argue.
I just wanted to...
Soft soap me?
Why are you doing this? Why?
This could be our last time together.
It could be our very last moments. Why do this?
-Because I care!
-Yeah, course you do.
All my life, I have tried
to keep you on the right path,
away from the bad, but...
oh, you don't listen, David!
My childhood memories...
your knickers on the stair carpet
and you at it with some salesman,
(with the bedroom door open.)
That's item one on a long, long list.
And how many years do I have to spend
saying sorry for that?
For what? For leaving us, night after night,
while you were...
Five years old, I was.
Five years old,
walking home from school, on my own.
going through a difficult time.
-I was so young.
Well, that's fine then, ain't it? That's fine, that's fine.
-I love you, David.
-Yeah, course you do.
I love you.
Probably more than you deserve.
You never loved me, never.
Not one moment in my whole stinking life,
not really, Mum, not like a kid should be loved,
not when it counted.
You can say it now, can't you?
But it's too late.
It's too late, Mum.
Can't you say just a few words of kindness?
I meant to, Mum. I really did, I wanted to, but...
we started off all right, now it's all gone wrong.
Come. Come closer.
Come, come on, come.
-Let me look at you.
-Look at what?
Your beautiful face.
The face... The face of my first born. My little boy.
That's what you are.
You're.... If I could go back...
change what I've done,
I would. I...
-I promise, I promise you, I would.
-You can't, Mum.
You just can't change anything with just one conversation,
it's not possible.
Please, don't waste your life.
I know you, David.
I know you better than anyone.
Ever since you were a little boy,
you'd make a mess,
and you'd jump on your bike
and you run away...
Disappear over the horizon and start again.
You are a 49-year-old man, David.
WHERE are you running to?
Where is there left to run to?
Running here, to where I am right now.
To a lonely grave.
Please, don't waste your life
because of me,
because of what I've done.
You can change.
I know you can.
-You can change.
-I can't, Mum. I can't.
I can't change.
In fact, I'm going to do what's expected of me right now
and I'm going to run, right now,
-cos I can't stand this.
Cos that's what I'm good at.
-Where are you going?
SHE WINCES AND GASPS
-She all right?
-Where's my coat?
-What's the matter?
-What you doing?
-I've got your coat.
-I have to love you and leave you.
-I got a plane to catch.
I have to go darling, I'm sorry.
-I hope you understand.
DOOR SLAMS SHUT
-Go back inside, Bianca. Just go back inside.
-What did she say?
She didn't say anything. Nothing.
-Please don't go.
-I've got to go, darling, I'm sorry.
-I need you.
-Pat needs you. We all need you.
-You don't need me,
you got a whole family in there. You got a whole life!
You're my dad!
Please don't go.
I've got to go, darling. I'm sorry. Go back inside.
Bianca, get back inside. Come on!
-Go on, darling, go back.
-The kids are scared.
-Please. Please, go back inside.
Bravo. You never fail to disappoint, do you?
Oh, change the record, Carol. I've heard it a million times!
She's a dying woman.
And her own son has just enough time to pay her a flying visit before he runs off and dumps her.
This ain't all down to me. It's not all on me.
I came back, didn't I? I came!
Do you think I wanted to see this place again?
D'you think I wanted to be reminded?
Reminded of everything that happened?
D'you think I want to feel that bad about myself?
-Yourself?! What about your mum? Pat? You are her son.
-I don't care!
I don't believe you. I don't! You love her.
You were just too afraid to show it. Just like you always were.
Just like you are with everyone. Don't do this now,
don't make this mistake. Go back in there now, before it is too late!
Well, well, well, well, well...
Now ain't this a nice surprise, eh? After all these years.
Come to see the...grave, have we?
Well, the corpse is up there if you want to have a look.
No? Good. Cos we got some old business to finish, me and you, ain't we?
-Leave him alone!
-Shut up, Carol, please!
Please, babe. Now, where were we?
CAROL SCREAMS Get off him! David!
Up you get, plenty more where that came from.
Don't touch him again, Derek. He's going, he's leaving.
-Don't you hurt him. Go on, he's leaving.
-That true? You on your way?
-No, it ain't.
I ain't going nowhere.
-Get out my way.
Get out of my way.
-Get out of my way!
Leave him alone!
This ain't over, David!
I see you again, you're a dead man!
-Get off him!
-A dead man!
Ian...what is it? What's happened?
-She can't breathe.
Mum. Mum, it's me.
I've come back.
I'm not running this time.
I've come back for you, Mum.
come on, talk to me.
I'm sorry for everything.
I forgive you.
I love you, Mum.
What is it? What?
I...don't want to die.
You're not going to die.
I promise you, you're not going to die.
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