Skies of Glass Moving On

-Thom, turn that off now.

-Mum, will you tell her?

Please, Lily, don't wind Ruth up.

Get inside. Please, come on.

Thom! Just concentrate for once, would you?

Seriously, Sarah and I have both...

Mum, will you tell her?

Look, come on, look at this.

It's all right, I'll go.

-Hi, I'm Liz.

-Hi, Liz, come in, come in.

We've just got the bubbly open.

Good timing! She's just having a nap.

Come in. Guys?

-Oh, hi, Liz.

-Hi, hi.

-This is my sister, Sarah.

-Good to see you.

-Hi.

-This is Pete.

Thom, turn if off now!

Can we just have a word in private or something?

Is that... No, no, it's OK.

Can we just go to another room or something if that's all right?

What's happened?

She's changed her mind.

The birth mother. She wants her back.

The panel were so impressed with you,

I mean they really were and this doesn't change that.

Look, if her circumstances were the same, then...

It'll have to be assessed. I mean, nothing will happen straight away.

It'll take a few... a few weeks.

It's just unfortunate that they didn't get in contact until today,

until after the panel, you know, when everything just seemed so...

That's why I wanted to come round

before you started.

-"Unfortunate"?

-Sarah?

You think what you're saying is "unfortunate" for them?

-I don't think they should...

-To have had their baby asleep up there?

What chance will she have with her?

She's not a mother, she's a girl!

What sort of parents does she have that let it happen

in the first place? What sort of people are they?

-I think we all just need to...

-Oh, I know you're not meant to say these things, but I don't care!

The only decent thing that girl ever did in her whole life

was give her up in the first place.

You tell me it's unfortunate for them?

Not as unfortunate as it is for Grace.

No-one will take Grace away, will they?

BABY CRIES

# Hush, little baby don't you cry. #

You all right?

Anthony. You all right?

I'm coming, mate.

What I love about it over there is that they're not just clean,

they're obsessively clean.

Puts this country to shame.

Lift up your glass to have a drink and before you've put it down again, they've polished the table.

It's incredible, it really is.

Listen, Sarah, I can't stay. I told Ian I'd open up.

I'm sure you can spare a few minutes.

No, I can't. I really can't.

Mary Ann, spending every evening with a bunch of...

Did you want me to come round for a reason, or...?

-DOOR SLAMS SHUT

-Does it always have to be slammed?

-Look, I have to go.

-You don't call.

You don't invite us over.

You don't come here. You don't go anywhere other than that club.

Well, if being busy is a crime...

I'm your sister and I don't like seeing you like this.

It's been months.

It really isn't any of your business.

You and Anthony were wonderful foster parents, you really were.

You might not want to try for adoption again, of course not,

but you can't give up completely.

Do you think that we could go through any of that again?

Mary Ann, there are children out there...

I've got children! Dozens of them!

They're my children now.

I'm only having one tonight.

Oh right, yeah. OK, boss.

-I'm serious, mate.

-Oh, I know you are.

I know you are, chief. Didn't doubt you for a second.

Hey, here she is! About time.

THEY CHEER

We've been waiting here for ages!

-Have you seen Gemma?

-No.

You don't have to put your hand up to talk to me, Mizzy.

-Well, I seen her, Mary Ann, I did.

-You seen Gemma?

-No, she never.

Yeah, I seen her, honest.

Do you know why's she not been coming to the club?

Love those shoes. I want some like that, but in pink. Can you get them in pink? I can pay you back.

When you get them for me,

I can pay you back a bit every week like they do in the catalogues.

How much do you want a week then, Mary Ann?

SNOOKER CUE FALLS

THE BOYS SHOUT

-Get back, step back.

-Digs, Digs, just step back.

Right well, that's us done then, isn't it, eh?

With there being a one-pint-and-out rule and all that.

Same again, please love.

-Night, girls.

-Good night.

You can go if you like. I'll lock up.

-Sure?

-Yeah.

-You haven't heard anything about Gemma, have you?

-In what way?

It's just she hasn't been for ages.

And, you know, I spent so much time with her.

Tried to show her that boys weren't the only reason to come.

That she had potential.

I thought I was making progress.

Mary Ann, we've enough on our plate dealing

with those that turn up without worrying about those that don't.

-See you.

-Bye.

See, I will not forget you.

I have carved you in the palm of my hand.

GLASS SHATTERS

ALARM SIREN WAILS

Hello?

Hello?

Gemma!

Gemma, it's me, Mary Ann!

BABY GURGLES

-Blokes, mind you.

-Yeah?

-And they'll say it with their left hand.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

-What, and they, and they just do that?

-Yeah.

Hi, Ian, it's Mary Ann here.

I just need to know where Gemma Gooch lives.

Erm... and I know what you said, and it's not about that,

it's just I really need her address. Please.

Hiya. I'm sorry to bother you, but are you Gemma's mum?

Yeah.

I'm Mary Ann Walsh.

I run the youth club up at St Pat's.

Gemma comes. Well, she used to come.

I need to speak to her. Is she in?

-Is she in trouble?

-No, no, I think

she might need to see a doctor.

-A doctor?

-Well, it's just a possibility.

She looked all right a couple of minutes ago when I saw her.

-She's here?

-She was.

-Well, do you know what time she'll be back?

Knowing her, in't middle of the bloody night.

-She's at her boyfriend's.

-Do you know where he lives?

-What's his name?

-What has she done?

Nothing.

Nothing. She hasn't done anything.

Please, tell her... tell her not to worry.

Tell her everything will be all right.

I'll come back in the morning.

BABY CRIES

Oh, brave girl!

Brave little girl!

Listen. Listen, it's OK.

I... I was driving back from the club, and I heard this...

And she's there in the back seat, and she had this note with her.

This is a joke. You're joking, right?

-And I saw Gemma Gooch hiding behind a car, and then she ran away.

-You went to her house?

Yes. Yes, I saw her mum, and she said that she wouldn't be back until the

-morning but that she thought she was all right.

-Have you told her?

-No.

-Why?

-Well, it didn't feel right.

-"It didn't feel right"?

-Yeah,

-but you should have seen her.

-Call the police.

-No.

Anthony! Anthony, no! Listen to me.

Listen to me.

If we report this now, Gemma will never get that baby back, not ever.

Look at what she wrote!

Imagine if you were a kid and you started to have a baby

and you didn't even know you were pregnant!

She can't make a decision that will affect the rest of her life tonight.

She needs support.

She needs a second chance.

And we can give it to her.

In the morning,

we will.

Why are you in here?

I didn't want to wake you up.

I wasn't asleep.

You can't hold her all night, you know.

-Do you want to hold her?

-No.

No, I mean...

It's all right.

Good girl!

You've got some explaining to do.

I had that snooty cow from youth club here, banging on the door, turning her nose up at my house,

-saying something about you need to see a doctor.

-A doctor?

Gemma, what's wrong with you?

-Nothing!

-I haven't time for your stories, Gemma.

Just tell me what you've done.

Whatever it is,

just tell me the truth. Now.

Are you sure you're going to be all right?

-Can I come in?

-No.

She didn't come home. I haven't seen her.

-I don't know where she is.

-I need to find her.

Good luck.

Come on, come on, come on. Lie down.

There you go, there you go, eh?

It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

I just need to know who her boyfriend is.

She's not in trouble. No-one is.

And it's not snitching, it's helping.

I just need a name and address.

Oh, come on!

-BABY CRIES

-Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby.

It's OK, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK. You're OK.

Hiya, Mary Ann. Have you brought my shoes?

Are they like yours but pink ones?

No.

-No, I haven't yet.

-Well, they're going to look great, and all the boys'll fancy me.

Have you got a boyfriend, Mizzy?

Of course you have, a beautiful girl like you.

What about everyone else at the club? I miss out on all the gossip.

Do you know who Gemma Gooch is going out with these days?

I know. Have you?

Oh!

Ohhh... That's not good. That's not good, is it?

No, that's not good.

Do you want your bum changed? Do you want...?

Let's change your bum, OK?

Come on. Good girl.

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no! There you go..

Hey, baby, look here.

She's not here.

Well, where is she, then?

When you do see her, tell her that I'm not going to stop looking for her.

Tell her that the problem won't just go away.

She needs to talk.

And not just to me.

To her mum.

And to you too, probably.

I just want to give her a second chance.

We all deserve that, don't we?

Good girl, Grace.

KNOCKING

-What?

-We need to talk.

Gemma. She's had a baby.

Two days ago.

I think I would know if my own daughter was pregnant.

Well, she didn't even know herself.

She left the baby in my car with a note.

-Would she know how to get into a car if it were locked?

-Yeah.

She was only a couple of hours old.

Could have been more, I'm not really sure.

But she's well. She's OK.

And I haven't told anyone - except my husband. He's looking after her.

I thought that if I did, she wouldn't get a second chance.

And she needs to know that she's not alone.

I have seen her.

And I asked her.

She said she just broke a window.

I don't care about that.

She lives under my roof.

I'm her mum. I would know.

I would.

We can all live with someone without looking at them, can't we?

We can miss what's right in front of our eyes.

We get so lost in ourselves and our sorrows and problems that anyone else's...

-BABY BEGINS TO CRY

-Shh, shh. Come on.

-What are you doing?

-Why didn't you answer?

-You can't just let yourself in!

-I've got a key.

-For emergencies!

-I was ringing all yesterday.

-I'm ill.

-Well, why are all the curtains closed?

-I don't want to see anybody.

-Take the chain off.

-No.

-Mary Ann!

-She isn't in.

-Where is she?

-I'm going back to bed.

Is she OK?

-I'll get her to give you a ring.

-Look, we're worried about you.

-Don't be.

-Well, we are.

Well, don't. Bye.

# Hush, little baby, don't you cry... #

Has that cow been back?

Yes, she has.

-I'll help you.

-We both will.

I know I've not been...

..but things are going to change. They are.

We'll to bring this baby up together.

-Are you pregnant?

-Me?

Your mum knows, Gemma. I've told her.

The baby's OK, but we need to make sure you are, too.

You're crackers, you. You're proper mental.

You've been through a traumatic experience.

-You've had a baby. You didn't...

-Do I look like I've had a baby?

But I saw you.

You were by my car. You ran.

Yeah, cos I bricked a window.

And I don't feel bad about it, cos everyone said you were going on about me like a total weirdo.

I stopped going cos you wouldn't leave me alone!

You think you're dead good sorting out other people's lives? Try sorting your own out first.

I'm sorry. I...I'm so sorry...

I think you should leave.

Are you telling me it's been almost 48 hours since we - no, since you -

found a baby, and we still haven't reported it, even though we don't have a clue whose baby it...

Who's ever it is, she saw my car, she thought that she could answer our prayers.

They didn't answer mine!

You know what we are to people, don't you?

We're that couple.

We're that couple that can't have babies.

We're that couple that looked after someone else's baby, that can't bear to hold another baby in their arms.

We're that couple. We are that couple!

I can't cope with this. You look after her.

I'm going out for a drink.

-I need to get out.

-Because that'll solve everything, won't it?

You and Dean go down the pub and then the baby'll just vanish, won't she?

All problems solved!

I'll tell you why I go out, then, shall I? Eh? You want to know?

Because it's a laugh.

Because Dean is a laugh. And you're not.

You're not.

You know, you're a cry. That might not be a term, that.

It might not be what people say.

But if some people can be a laugh,

then others must be a cry. And that's what you are.

I don't even like being drunk. Not really.

But it's better than being here with you.

I hate being sober.

I hate having had no pints.

I hate the awkward first couple.

I don't like having had four or five and realising that I'm being a bit of an idiot,

that I'm not where I should be, that I'm ignoring my phone and that I'm going to feel rough in the morning.

But there's a moment, right? There's a third-pint moment that feels just...

And I wish I didn't have to have a drop to get it.

I wish that I could get it here with you, that feeling, because I used to!

Well, it's not my fault she wanted Grace back!

-No, it's not, but it's your fault that you wouldn't let me...

-What?

-You wouldn't let me hug you, hold you.

-When?

When? That night!

Most nights!

I don't always feel like it!

-WHISPERS:

-I do.

I will find the mother.

LOUD DANCE MUSIC

MUSIC STOPS

Mary Ann, where've you...?

Are you all right?

I need to talk to the kids.

Why don't you go into the back and...

Right, all you lot, you're going to have to go.

All boys out.

I SAID GO!

-Mary Ann!

-You too.

-You can't just...

-Girls only.

Girls?

One of you has a secret.

One of you left something in my car two nights ago.

That girl needs to step forward now.

It'll be OK.

Everything will be OK.

Believe me.

But you need to step forward now.

Come on.

-She's a liar. Mizzy hasn't got any secrets!

-Leave her alone.

-She tells everyone everything.

-Youse are all jealous, that's all. Mary Ann's my friend.

Mizzy, it's OK.

What was it, then? What was in the car?

Mizzy?

What was in my car?

I just need you to whisper it in my ear now, OK?

Pink shoes?

I know how frightened you must be.

Oh.

Maybe this isn't the right place.

You all know where I live.

Whoever it is,

you have to come round. Tomorrow, in the morning, nine o'clock.

I can't keep what you left.

I can't.

And if you don't come,

I'll have to tell.

I'll have to....

I'll have to hand it over to someone else.

And then there'll be no going back.

So please, please,

nine o'clock tomorrow, please come.

Last night, then.

This is ridiculous. There's no-one coming.

-DOOR BELL RINGS

-There's no-one...

Are you Mary Ann Walsh?

Can we come in?

Do you drive a Nissan Tiida, registration SF09 JYY?

And you were driving it three days ago on Church Road at 8:15?

RADIO CHATTER Reading. Over.

Had a bit of a surprise, didn't you?

Well, a pedestrian saw you and reported it.

-A pedestrian?

-Saw you

clip a stationary vehicle, get out, have a look and drive away.

Is that all you've come for?

Leaving the scene of an accident's a serious business.

Well, I didn't know I'd damaged the car. If I had, I would've...

I'm sorry, I...

Anthony?

-Anthony? Could you just come and...

-Was someone with you at the time?

-It's OK, it's OK. It's OK.

-It's erm....

We'll be in touch.

It's OK, it's OK.

Why did you hide?

-Mary Ann...

-We have to tell them. It's finished!

I think we should keep her.

You're right, it's not about the mother. She could be anyone.

The fact is, she doesn't want her.

That's what the note said. She wants us to have her.

So we can't tell the police or social services or anyone.

Y'know, she's ours now.

You prayed for a baby, and we've got one.

I didn't pray for that baby.

-I prayed for Grace.

-Well, Grace is gone.

She's got a mum.

SHE hasn't.

She needs us.

Where are we saying we got her from?

Don't you think people'll wonder where...

Then we'll move.

You want us to give up our whole lives for her?

It's what being a parent is, isn't it?

-Anthony...

-She'll be fostered.

Maybe adopted.

Y'know, but not by us cos we kept her hidden for three days.

And I don't know if that means we go to prison or we get done or what.

But I'm damn sure it means that we don't get to keep the baby.

I'm damn sure it means we don't get to keep any baby ever.

We can make it work, babe. We can.

What about her? What do we tell her when she gets older?

What do we say to her? Do you want her whole life to be a lie?

Please, tell me what we say to her.

Tell me, please, tell me!

Because if you can answer me that...

I bloody love her already.

I know.

So there's only one thing we can do.

BABY STARTS TO CRY

It's OK, it's OK. There you go.

She's there, she's there. She's there, she's there.

Anthony...

Anthony?

There you go.

Now, you won't remember this, little girl,

any of this or either of us.

But we're not going to forget you.

OK?

We won't forget you.

Promise.

Anthony out?

We're not going to forget you.

Wasn't that Grace's?

Mary Ann, come on!

You can't go on like this.

You can't.

You both mean a lot to us. To all of us.

We've been thinking about maybe a holiday.

-I know.

-For you.

We'll pay. You don't have to worry about the money.

I wasn't.

-Or you could come and stay with us.

-Well, why would we...?

If you needed to.

If you needed a break from...everything.

We... We can see the effect everything's had on you.

Peter and I know that relationships aren't easy.

We all need a bit of help now and then.

So we're here to help.

OK?

Mary Ann?

You just seem so closed off, you know, and just...

It's you, isn't it?

My car door. It wasn't locked.

Well, it was at the club, but not at your house.

Did you really not know?

Were you all on your own?

I've just come round with everyone else to...

see how things are, if anything's...

If anything's...

"If anything's..."?

Ruth?

I want you to have her.

I want you to. I don't know what to do!

-She's for you! She's for you.

-Ruth?

Darling?

-What's going on?

-What's wrong?

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