Butterfly Effect Moving On

I thought you were giving up, Stacy.

I can't afford the patches, can I?

I had my purse robbed by some snidey thieving little dog, and I know who it is an' all.

Don't believe me, then!

You know what? I hate it here, the staff are dead sly.

I could get lung cancer cos of all of this.

# Moving on

# Moving on. #

And there's a new resident brought in in the early hours.

Ian Jackson, he's been put in 12B.

Yeah, I know him from Wilmington Road.

-Morning.

-Hiya, Sylvie.

Oh, you look well, Kelly.

Oh, let me steal a bit of that joy to help brighten my day.

Right, most of it's all there, his medication.

There you go. OK.

Oh, lovely. Thank you.

Big bowl.

There you go.

It's one of the top ones, apparently, you know, like Oxford or Cambridge.

I can't imagine Jake being grown up and living away from home like your Zach, it seems weird.

He's fit though, isn't he?

-Well, that's not a phrase I'd use myself.

-I mean good-looking.

Yeah...I think so.

You say that sometimes even when they're not, don't you?

Cos you feel like you have to. But he really is.

God, imagine if this one comes out and he's dead ugly.

I'd die. I wouldn't go out the house, me.

Ste'd have to take him to school.

Don't be daft, he'll be beautiful. All babies are beautiful.

No, Sylvie. Terry Connelly's little girl has got one massive head on her, hasn't she, Kel?

Yeah. When I first saw her, I was just like...

But now I've got used to seeing her, I think she just needs to grow into it.

Grow into it? She could move into it, it's like a blinking bungalow.

You two are terrible!

You're going to hell.

I'd better get my skates on, I don't want to miss my bus.

PHONE RINGS

Hello, Raven House.

Hiya, Jude, we were wondering where you'd got to.

Hey, don't you worry about anything.

I'll sort out cover.

You go down the hospital with Alex and just let me know how you get on, yeah?

All right, hon. Yep, take care. Speak to you later, bye...bye.

-What's happened?

-Bit of a bump in the car.

Nothing serious, but she's in a bit of a state.

-They're going to take her to A&E to get her checked out.

-Oh, no, it's awful.

Oh...what are we gonna do about...?

I'll have a look who's down as emergency cover.

Kelly, I can't be any later than half six for our Jake.

-With Alan away, I'm stuck.

-Night!

Sylvie?

It shouldn't be long, should it?

Yeah, what's up?

There's been a problem with night staff.

I'm organising cover, but Pat's got to go and pick Jake up, so it leaves us a bit stuck.

-There's got to be more than one member of staff after six o'clock.

-Yeah, but I'm not qualified.

We're quiet, and it should only take about 20 minutes to sort something out.

Half an hour tops. Would you mind?

-No, if you think it's all right.

-Oh, thanks, Sylvie, you're an angel.

Don't you think we better check with Jen first?

MOBILE BEEPS

I got kicked out of my last gaff, didn't I?

It's messed my benefits up, credit crunch and all that.

24 hours or I'll come looking...OK?

LAUGHTER

Come on!

Come on, then! Let's see you have a go, eh?

Get your hands off him!

MOBILE RINGS

Now do one. Go on, move!

You're dead!

I forgot to get Maria to sign this.

-I'll just nip up quick, it'll only take me two minutes.

-OK.

Swerve me phone calls all you like, Stace, but don't try and rip me.

You owe me and I want it.

I don't care what you have to sell, but I want that 15 quid by the end of today.

You better believe it, Stacy. I am serious.

There he is! There!

All right, later.

BUZZER

-Hello?

-It's Ian Jackson, number 12B!

I've lost my swipe key thing, can you let me in?!

Erm...

What's the score? Come on!

Let me in! Are you deaf or what? Hurry up!

-Can you hang on a couple of minutes?

-No!

Let me in now! Let me in!

-Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!

-Get away from the door! Move!

-Don't punch me!

-Move! Move! Move!

Ah! Oh, my God! Kelly!

-Calm down!

-Kelly!

-What's going on?!

-Have you seen them lot out there, Kelly?

-I shouldn't have opened the door, he's got a gun!

-He's a resident. What's going on?!

They've got no chance of getting in here now.

Look, I lost my key thing and she wouldn't let me in, man.

She left me standing there. Anything could have happened.

I'm sorry I freaked her out a bit, I'm sorry about that, love.

I was getting all worked up about that lot.

You know what they're like round here.

-He's got... He's got a gun.

-What's she saying?!

-She's saying...

Are you carrying anything you shouldn't be carrying, Ian?

What?! Are you messing, Kelly?

Me? We go back a long way, don't we?

Look, I was getting chased and she wouldn't let me in.

I'm due my medication, you know that.

I saw it. He's got a gun.

Tell her to stop chanting rubbish, she saw nothing! Right?!

Nobody saw anything, cos there was nothing to see.

It was that lot out there.

You get what I'm saying, don't you, Kelly?

Right, well, best you make sure she gets it, too.

You know me.

No real harm done, is there?

It's all right, he's OK, he's all right.

He's got a gun, he's...

He's gone in there, he's with that young girl, he's with Stacy.

He's a resident, I've known him...

No, we've got to call the police.

Sylvie... Sylvie, don't! What did you do that for?!

There's a man in there with a gun!

Right, right, I was here, I was here with you all the time, OK?

I'd just nipped to the loo, but I never left this floor.

Jen's had a bit an accident in her car, and there's been an incident with a resident.

I wasn't really there, to be honest, I was just sort of... I was in there and just heard a noise and...

Mrs Jackson? Mrs Jackson?

Erm, it...it's Ms Jackson.

I'm not married. I've never been married, it's Ms Jackson.

Right, OK!

Erm...

-We're going to take Ian Jackson in for questioning.

-You couldn't find anything, could you?

Do you think... He's saying that it was a mobile phone,

that he was waving a mobile phone about, that's what the ruck was about.

Why don't you check the CCTV?

Do you think you could have been mistaken?

Could someone call me a taxi, please? I need to get home now.

We'll get you home. Is there someone there waiting for you?

Would you like me to call someone, or perhaps drop you with a relative?

Er, no, no, I'll be all right, but I need to get home now. Thank you.

Right, OK. I'll organise a car, won't be a moment.

'Hi, Sylvie, er, Jen Turnball, from Raven House here.

'I've just spoken to Kelly Turner.

'Obviously, I'll call you tomorrow, speak to you face to face -

'sounds like you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

'Really sorry about that.

'I just wanted to reassure you that we'd do everything we can this end.

'You must take all the time you need.

'I'll speak to you face to face. OK, bye-bye, take care.'

-BEEP

-'Hello, Mum? Hello?

'OK, don't pick up the phone cos you're not in, I'll call back later. Bye.'

-BEEP

-'Hi, it's me again.

'Only just got your text through, so ignore my last message.

'I might call you later on before I go to bed, Mum.

'I'm feeling fine but, you know, feeling a bit down.

'Erm...OK, bye.'

Oh, love...

TELEPHONE RINGS

Hello?

-Hiya, Mum.

-Oh, hello, Zach, love.

Where have you been galavanting off to?

Oh, I just...I've been out for tea with our Barb.

You know, we went out for a Chinese and a couple of glasses of wine.

It was a last-minute thing, you know what our Barb's like.

Mum, are you OK? You sound a little bit...

Erm, no, no, I'm fine.

I've had a lovely time, but never mind about that. What's wrong, love?

'Do you want me to come round? Right, I'm coming round.

-'Are you listening? Mum?'

-No, no, I am listening, I'm just a bit, erm...

I've left the bath running.

I'm going to have to phone you back, OK?

DOG BARKS

So you can't see the gun on the CCTV at all?

The image is so fleeting.

We'd need to send it off to NASA to get a decent enough definition.

It's an expensive procedure.

-And?

-With no...

Well, we'd never get the go ahead.

We need something a bit more substantial than...

-The word of me.

-Yeah, afraid so.

Oh, well, at least there's been no real harm done.

He had a gun.

Theft of the phone and the criminal damage charge, on top of any

previous, might get Jackson sent down for a couple of months, it might not.

I can get Victim Support to give you a quick ring if you want.

If you feel the need to talk, they're good.

There's nothing wrong with me. I'm not off my head - I know what I saw. He had a gun.

-What's your name again?

-Connelly,

Sergeant Connelly.

No. What does your mum call you?

Oh, Mike. Michael, if I'm in trouble.

Thanks, Mike.

OK.

MOBILE RINGS

Oh, erm, hi, Zach. It's only me,

I'm just calling you on the off chance.

I'll phone you back later.

OK, love you.

Be careful.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

So, er...where do you wanna go, then?

Well, I thought we could go for a mooch round town or something?

Treat ourselves to a bit of lunch, take our time.

Maybe even have a glass of wine, what do you reckon?

Erm, yeah, yeah, if you like.

You could come back to ours later, stay over.

You get in our Nathan's bed, he can crash on the futon in the conservatory.

Or Dave will take you back if you'd rather.

Whatever you want. Sound like a good plan?

Erm...yeah, yeah, if that's what you fancy.

Or what about a film? Or New Brighton?

We'll go and have a drive round if you like.

Well, if you'd rather do that, Barb.

What is it that you would rather do?

You've not been out the house in over two weeks, Sylv, it's ge...

What is it that you want to do? Anything, you choose.

Would it be all right if we just went back to yours for a bit, Barb?

I'm not being funny, but I've had to book time off for this.

Be nice if you didn't act like I was dragging you to the dentist or something.

-Today was your suggestion, Barbara, not mine.

-Yes, because we're worried about you!

Just try making a bit of an effort.

Do you know what? I don't feel like going anywhere.

I'm sorry if I've made you waste your day off.

I didn't mean it like that.

Sylvie, hang on a minute.

Why don't you talk to somebody?

Like who?

I don't know, a professional.

A professional? What...? I'm not mad, Barb.

-I never said you were.

-No, but that's what you were implying.

They already think I'm over the top at work.

You could talk to a doctor.

I'm not ill! Why does everybody keep telling me something's wrong?

Can you imagine how that makes me feel?

-Sylvie...it's all right - it's all right!

-It isn't though, Barb.

-Is it?

-I'm here, you could talk to me.

No, I couldn't begin to explain, I couldn't. I can't.

I could kill that little rat for doing this to you.

If I had my hands on him, I'd wring his flaming neck.

Well, I just need to forget about it, it's the only way.

That's what I need to do. I need to put it behind me,

and get myself right.

Did our Zach ring last you night?

-Mm-hmm.

-How is he?

Erm... He's had a bit of a wobble over some assignment,

but he's still enjoying the course, he's having a good time.

He's never in when I ring. He's coming home this weekend.

Have you said anything to him yet?

No, and I'm not going to.

He would go mad if he knew you were keeping this from him.

-Don't you think you should say something?

-I don't want him involved.

-I mean it, Barb, not a word. Do you promise?

-Yeah, OK, I promise.

MOBILE VIBRATES

MOBILE BEEPS

"I'm not being funny, but I've had to book time off for this.

"You could talk to a doctor."

Old man... Old man!

What are you doing?

I told you not to do that.

You can't cross roads, Granddad.

MOBILE RINGS

Do we have to do this here, or what?

You've not half grown.

I know. Can't see my feet now.

They say you put a pound a week on in the last month, don't they?

Or is that just an old wives' tale?

I hope so, cos if I get any bigger, I'm not having it.

-It'll have to stay put.

-Why haven't you been answering my calls, Kelly?

I don't know.

You don't know?

-I'm sorry, Sylvie. I've had a lot on.

-Don't. Please.

-What is it you want from me?

-I want to know if you saw that gun.

-Did he have a gun?

-What difference would it make?

Well, he'd be punished for a start.

-So they'd lock him up? Would that make you feel better?

-Yeah.

-Then what?

He's got no history of that sort of crime. If he gets sent down now,

-he'll learn all sorts. Then what?

-He threatened me with a gun.

I've had a knife pulled on me! I've had a chair thrown at my head.

I've been threatened on a weekly basis and I've intervened in that many fights...

You're on £25,000 a year!

If we locked up every kid caught carrying

an offensive weapon, there'd be no-one left on the streets.

Oh, all right then, let's just let the thugs win, shall we?

Is that the sort of world you want to bring your baby into?

Where people are frightened to stand at a bus stop, unless they're holding their keys?

Where people are scared to come out of their own homes after tea-time?

He was trying to get into the building! He was being chased!

-He had a gun!

-Look...

If I thought there was any, ANY real danger with Ian Jackson,

I would be the first person to do something about it.

Oh, right.

You're not the only one stressed out about all this, you know? Yeah,

I shouldn't have left you on your own and I'm sorry about that, I am, but if I lose my job...

Your job?

What about me?

I'm going through hell, here.

Look, Kelly, it's all right to be frightened -

I'm frightened, but between the two of us we should be able...

You saw it, didn't you?

Just give me something and...

..and then I'll never mention it again, I promise.

He had a gun, didn't he?

Let me steal a bit of that joy to help brighten my day.

You all right, love?

Yeah, I'm, I'm fine...

DOOR OPENS

Mum? Mum?

These burglar alarms and chains, Mum - it's a bit much, innit?

I don't care.

-No-one's tried to break in here, have they?

-No.

You'd tell me though, wouldn't you?

Course I would! It's just a precaution, that's all.

Better to be safe than...

What? What?

Nothing.

Hey, erm, we could get a take away and nip to the video shop, yeah?

Yeah, yeah. That'd be great.

Well, unless you've made plans or something?

Well, Smithy and Xana are home,

they're on about getting a few beers and that, but...

-Oh, well, that's fine, love. You go and see your mates.

-Nah.

Nah. I've only just got home, it's not fair.

No, go on, you go.

Go and get yourself ready.

Go out.

He's not daft, he knows there's something wrong - that's why he rang me.

-You're putting me in a awkward position.

-Well, go home, then!

He's going back tomorrow so you won't have to see him. I don't want him involved, Barb, end of.

But he is involved. He's worried about you. We all are.

You won't go out the house, you hardly see any of your mates any more.

You're that close to losing your job, you know?

-If you don't tell him, I will.

-No.

This is not your trauma, Barbara. I know that you'd like it to be but it's not. Sorry!

-What's that supposed to mean?

-Why don't you butt out of this and let me handle it in my own way?

You can't keep telling me what to do. I'm a grown woman.

Well, then act like it and stop wallowing like you have been doing the last few months.

Oh didn't see that one coming(!) You've been dying to say that for weeks.

Well, somebody's got to bring a bit of perspective to all of this.

-Yes, a nasty piece of work threatened you...

-With a gun.

But that's all it was! A threat! He didn't touch you.

He frightened you and that's not very nice, but the fact of the matter is,

you're alive and well and people get over much worse.

But all this Fort Knox business - watching the news 24/7,

texting our Zach two, three times a day -

it's not right. You're cutting yourself off and it's not right!

You're doing all of this, Sylv,

not the bloke that threatened you, YOU are doing it.

And it's time you put a stop to it, because it's just affecting all of us.

Affecting you? He was this close to me.

I could smell his sweat. His rotten, boozy breath.

I can, I can hear him. He was this close.

Just stop, stop and think about what is actually happening here...

I can't, because if I do, it'll start here and then it'll move to here.

I think I could cope with that.

But if it got to here...

Well, there'd be no stopping it, I'd never stop screaming.

Do you understand? I can't stop and think about it.

That's a luxury I can't afford and that's what people don't seem to get. I've got to keep it...

Give me the knife, Sylv.

I'm terrified of everything.

I know how and I know why.

That's the easy part. But I don't,

I, I...I don't know how to stop.

I'm terrified of being alive, Barbara.

I'm terrified of being alive.

Why has he come forward now, why not when it first happened?

He didn't want his mum to know he'd been hanging out with the local crew.

He's not a bad kid - he's 15, he's just trying to fit in.

The other day, he broke down and it all came out.

As soon as he mentioned the gun and gave a description

I put two and two together.

So you'll be able to get the CCTV enhanced now there's two witnesses?

Mm-hm. And we'll have a really strong case, yeah.

It is what you want, isn't it?

I don't know. It's the thought of coming face to face with him again.

Well, look, you won't be very close to him and you wouldn't be in any danger at all.

I need...

I need to think about it. It's, it's a big thing.

Yeah, of course.

Of course. Look, you take your time and then give me a call, OK?

OK.

'..The second time in three years,

'making it the worst economic climate since the Second World War.

-'The figures point to a fall in Japan's...'

-Oh, hi Zach, it's me.

Did you get my text? Can you hear me?

Erm, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to say don't get the night bus home, get a taxi, I'll pay.

THUMPING

"He's got a gun...Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! Please don't hurt me!

-"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

-Mum, are you all right?

Erm, er, hello, love. I'm fine, I'm fine.

Erm, look, I'm, er, just sat watching TV, I'm OK,

and, erm, I'll wait up for you.

I'll see you later. Bye.

"Please don't hurt me!

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

"Let me in, let me in now, let me in...

"Get away from the door... Move, move!"

"Don't hurt me, please don't touch me, don't touch me!"

"So, you'll be able to get the CCTV enhanced now there's two witnesses?"

"Mm-hm. And we'll have a really strong case, yeah.

"It is what you want?"

"I don't know. It's the thought of coming face to face with him again."

Threatening two people with a gun, he's looking at least three years.

Not very long, is it?

Well, it's better than him walking around thinking he can do what he wants.

Do you know what really upsets me?

I hate it that he has the same surname as us.

It really bothers me, that.

If we have a strong enough case, you may not have to face him at all.

You see, scum like him rely on the witnesses not turning up in court.

So they nearly always plead not guilty,

in the hope that the case gets thrown out - lack of evidence and all that.

But when the witnesses are prepared to go to court, it's a different story.

They nearly always change their plea to guilty then.

For a lighter sentence. It's strategic. A last minute thing.

When that happens, the witness doesn't have to give evidence at all.

What about his friends and family?

He's well known round here, isn't he?

He's a no mark, he's an embarrassment.

He hangs around with the kids. He's got no real leverage.

But look, I understand that you have to feel right about this.

Have you spoken to anyone?

A counsellor or anything?

I know it sounds daft, but the only person I really want to talk to about this is him.

I feel that because it started with him, it should end with him.

Does that make sense?

I think that's what's motivating young Callum,

-the other witness.

-If it was just me, I wouldn't hesitate, but...

I've got my son,

I have to think about him.

Barb? I'm sorry to drag you away.

I need a cuddle.

All that worrying you do when they're small because

they're not sleeping through, or they're not eating properly - at least you know where they are,

Safely tucked up in bed.

I know, but you can't do that forever, you daft sod.

Be good if you could though, wouldn't it?

Our Zach went slumming it all round Europe last year, you remember?

You know when you were a kid and you had something on your mind

and you were all worried and upset?

At the bottom, there was always this feeling that mum and dad would

make it all all right, that they'd sort it out for you.

It's rubbish being the mum, isn't it?

Could you do it, Barb?

Could you be a witness?

I don't know.

What's going on?

What if I walk out and I don't get another job?

How will we manage? My mum and dad never had their own home.

I've worked hard for this.

What if we lose the...

I've struggled to get us here.

We can sell up, or get a flat or something smaller.

He's right. It doesn't matter.

But why should I have to? Where's the justice in that?

Listen, Mum, I do not care about justice, OK?

I care about you.

You can't go back there, can you? Can you?

I'm not going back to uni.

-Don't be daft.

-No. I don't care what you say.

I'm not going to go back until all this is sorted out, OK?

I'll get a job.

I'm not going to leave you on your own.

Give it to me. I'll take it.

You're doing the right thing, Sylv.

Hey, big truck. Do you remember me?

What's this? Sylvie, that works in the kitchens?

Oh, no, I don't actually, not any more. I'm unemployed as from today.

-You could say that I'm like you lot now.

-And what's your problem?

You, Jacko. You're my problem.

Don't you remember?

You pointed a gun at me. I'm returning the favour, that's all.

-All right, take it easy.

-What's the matter? You're not frightened, are you? It might not be a gun.

-It might be a mobile phone.

-Hey, you want to watch yourself.

No. You want to watch yourself. So what do you reckon then, Jacko?

Is it a mobile phone, or is it a gun?

Why don't you walk away and see what happens, hey?

Ooh, I'm like Clint Eastwood in that film, aren't I?

"Go ahead punk. Make my day."

-Er, you're not right in the head. You're pure mad, Mrs.

-Er, it's Ms Jackson.

I'm not married, I've never been married. It's Ms Jackson.

But you're right, I am. I'm off my head. And do you know what?

It feels great.

I can do what I want now, even if I get locked up for it, because guess what?

I've got nothing to lose. Because of you, I've lost it.

I've lost the sense of perspective.

I've lost the ability to walk into a public place on my own.

I've lost a job I quite enjoyed.

I've lost the right to sit in my own house without feeling terrified.

I've not had a decent night's sleep for weeks.

You did that. How clever are you?

Do you know how angry that makes me feel? But that's nothing.

Do you know what the worst thing about all of this is?

Worse than all of that other stuff put together?

Because of you, I'm spoiling what should have been a wonderful time in my boy's life.

A time when he should have been happy and free.

Free to enjoy everything that this wonderful world has got to offer.

Because of you, I'm putting the kibosh on all that.

I'm phoning him at all hours of the day and night.

I'm texting him and keeping tabs on him.

I'm slowly but surely smothering him.

I've got him turned inside out with worry.

I've got him feeling guilty

for going out and having a nice time, for leaving me on my own.

For living his life!

Because of you, I'm a different mum to him.

A mum that I never wanted to be.

You've made me do all of this to my life,

to my family.

And I hate you for it.

You all right, Ian?

Get off me... Get off me!

-What you doing?

-Just give me two minutes.

-Where you going?!

To get that letter back. To get my life back.

It's the best I could do. Sorry.

Why don't they tell you what's happening in these places?

Well, you don't have to stop. You can go now if you want.

No, no. I'll stay. I'm fine.

You OK, Mum?

-Is he here?

-Yeah.

Right. Let's do it.

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