Hush Little Baby Moving On

-RAPID KNOCKING

-Hey, hey, what are you playing at?

-I've been in there five minutes!

-Well, just keep the noise down.

Are you going to tell her to wind her neck in, or what?

-You'll have him complaining.

-She's banging on the door for England,

-and you're telling me to keep it down? She gets away with murder.

-What do you want me to do, Patrick,

wait here till she comes out and then throttle her?

-Would that make you happy?

-You're a spoilt brat, tin teeth.

I've got to pay for the venue, today.

Are you sure we can afford a second mortgage?

How did you get to be so tight-fisted?

It's your first-born's 18th birthday.

Look, I didn't even want children, you pay for it...

If you really want to go to Amsterdam for Col's stag do next month,

-I'd think about keeping me sweet.

-Am I the only one who's got any sense?

Everyone knows that place is a rip-off.

No matter how many times we have this conversation,

-that's the venue we're having.

-Meanness is really unattractive.

Do you want to stick the boot in as well while we're at it?

You'll be seeing her in about 20 minutes.

-Can I have my charger?

-Why do you have to text every five minutes?

-Beth?

-If anyone wants a lift, we're going NOW.

I need check something online, first.

No, there's no time. It's now or the bus.

Oi, space cadet? Come on, move yourself.

I'm only in for a couple of hours on Fridays anyway.

You'll be able to come home and do some revision before you get into weekend mode then.

-No, I was going straight to...

-I thought you were coming straight home. They're MY A-Levels.

-Best revise for them. Greg, don't start her off.

-Come on.

-See you later.

-Have a good day.

Have a lovely day.

All right?

-See you later.

-Will you tell Mum

I'll probably go round to Rachel's this afternoon and stay at hers?

No, no, no. I'm not doing your dirty work for you, sorry.

Cheer up, weekend tomorrow.

I thought this might rouse you, you lazy mare.

It's the horror hound from hell...

-It was here cos I had it on yesterday.

-Try your room.

PHONE BEEPS

Absolutely gorgeous, as ever.

PHONE BEEPS

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Speaking.

What do you mean?

I'm sorry, I don't quite understand...

It's going straight to answer phone.

I blame the parents.

Haven't you got somewhere to go, something to do?

I'm on a break. I've been revising.

Further proof that I'm actually the good child in this tragic household.

I don't understand, she's never done anything like this before. Never.

Psychologists say not giving kids enough boundaries...

I'll boundary you if you don't put a sock in it...

Stop winding him up, Patrick. Now is not the time.

She's got some nerve to stand up to Hughes, though.

That's pure kudos.

I can't believe we didn't notice anything this morning.

Look, they're probably putting it all out of proportion,

you know what they're like up there.

-They're always...

-DOOR SLAMS

Where the hell have you been? Why didn't you answer your phone?

-What do you think you're playing at?

-All right. Hold on, Lou.

Let's get the facts, yeah?

The school are saying there's been a...

An incident...

with you and Mrs Hughes.

What happened?

When was the last time you heard her speak?

Well, you've dropped her off at school all week,

surely you had a conversation in the car?

Yeah, obviously. Yeah. Must've done.

What about you? How's she been at home?

If it's any consolation,

it took a standoff between us

before I realised there was something wrong.

If you don't mind me asking...

are there any problems at home?

Well...

We have our moments, like every family...

She hated getting that brace on her teeth.

She's dead self-conscious about it.

Maybe it's something to do with that?

It could be anything, but...

we need to get to the bottom of it, as soon as possible.

Yeah, obviously. That's why we're here, isn't it?

Maybe you need to speak to your GP.

Our GP?

Well, I'm afraid that apart from being sympathetic,

there's really not much else we can do.

We don't have that level of expertise.

Obviously other members of staff are aware of the situation

and I can assure you, while this problem exists,

there won't be any pressure on Beth from us, OK?

-Thank you.

-Thanks.

What type of parents don't notice their own child isn't speaking?

This is the quietest she's been since she was born, peace at last.

Greg!

I'm joking. She knows I'm joking, don't you, kitten?

Has anything happened?

Has anyone upset you?

Whatever it is, you can tell us.

You know that we love you very much, don't you, kitten?

Nothing you could ever say could change that.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

We don't want to put any pressure on you,

but we can't help you if you don't talk to us, love.

What?! I just sneezed.

We can't force her to talk to us.

I wouldn't talk

if you put all that sharing and caring rubbish on me, either.

Since when have we been the

"let's discuss our feelings" type of family?

Say, "Ah."

Are you in any pain?

Does it feel like there's anything in your throat

stopping you from speaking?

So you're being deliberately uncooperative?

If she could answer that, we wouldn't be here, would we?

Sorry, sorry. It's just we've been through all this.

We'll do some tests first, general stuff,

and then I think we perhaps should look at...

What?

Shall we ask Beth to wait outside?

No, say what you have to say, it's about her, isn't it?

OK. I would like to consult a child psychologist.

Look at your dad.

What's up, love?

Oh, nothing. My specs...

I must have put 'em down somewhere.

Watch this. Your specs?

Yeah. I just had 'em two minutes ago.

Are you sure you didn't leave them in the house?

No. I just had them. Didn't you see me? Two minutes ago they were here.

Don't say anything.

I bet you left them on the kitchen table.

I'm not stupid.

I've just used them. They were here!

Dad, what are you looking for?

Me specs. I've lost my specs.

They're on your head, you blert!

I've just cleaned that kitchen.

And your point is?

My point is that I'm the only one who bothers putting stuff away.

I'm making a coffee, chill out.

I'll chill out when you lot start clearing up after yourselves.

-What's your problem?

-What's my problem?

Forget it. I'm gone.

BETH CLICKS HER PEN

Stop making that flaming noise!

I'm the one that should stop speaking.

No-one listens to me anyway.

Oi!

Did you just get off the 97?

Why did you get off a stop early?

You're getting weirder, I swear.

Want a crisp?

Where's your manners?

Say, "Yes, please."

Just say "yes" then. Go on.

That's two nights on the trot, how come you've got to go?

-I don't know, call Rob and ask.

-He could give you more notice.

If there's a new store opening, there's a new store opening.

-I'm an area manager, what do you want me to do?

-There's always a new store. I never know where you'll be.

-I'll ask Rob to get me chipped if that'll make you feel any better!

-What's the matter with you lately?

Mum, look at this.

Look, if I've given you a complex or something, you know,

going on about your brace and that...

It's just a buzz, innit, you know, it's just what we do.

I call you metal-mouth, you call me snake-features.

It doesn't mean anything. It's a term of endearment.

The thing is...

I don't know what you're playing at, but you need to stop it now.

Is this about the birthday party?

Cos if it is, you know that's childish.

You'll get the works when it's your turn.

You know, when I was 14 she wouldn't let me go anywhere.

You can come and go as you please, you're the one who has it easy.

You're the golden girl.

You'll have it all to yourself soon anyway.

I'll be glad to get out of here.

Seriously, Beth, it's my last few months at home,

why are you spoiling it?

Say something! Why are you being an idiot, Beth?

If you're trying to guilt-trip people, it's not going to work.

Fine. You're on your own.

You know what? I think you're a selfish little cow.

I think you've always been a selfish little cow.

This is just attention stuff, this.

I reckon everyone should ignore you, then you'd soon open your gob.

You're not that special, Beth. Seriously. You're not.

Thank you, Beth. I'll see you same time next week.

If you want to see me before, you can always text me.

Try to write down your thoughts in the book.

Don't worry about making sense. Whatever comes to mind is fine, OK?

Everything is confidential,

but I just need to have a quick word with your mum.

She's nice, isn't she?

And like she said, everything is confidential.

You know, whatever goes on in there is your business, love.

It's going to be all right. It's all going to be all right.

Whatever it is, we can sort it out.

It's just a blip, that's all.

All things pass.

We'll soon be back to normal.

SONG: "Sea Of Love" by Cat Power

Catch me!

Got you!

# Come with me

# My love

# To the sea

# The sea of love

# I want to tell you

# How much

# I love you

# Do you remember... #

PHONE RINGS

'Hi, love. Your auntie Toni's coming over.

'She's brought us some cake.'

# ..When we met

# That's the day I knew we would... #

You're not telling me

he earns enough money to drive a car like that?

She's wearing some nice designer gear.

I bet it's drugs.

Didn't someone say he was involved with that charity scam?

It was me, I told you that.

They reckon he got away with about 150 grand.

Anyone else would've got sent down, but he's got connections, hasn't he?

There's someone who plays football with our Pads and...

Erm... Maybe we should...you know?

You enjoying that, hon?

Maybe we should... Yeah.

Are you off to Sadie's, love?

Have a nice time.

Give us three rings when you want picking up, later.

I don't want you getting the bus on your own.

Beth!

Look.

Now, you may think that I care more about Pads, but that's not true.

I didn't work when he was born. We were together 24 hours a day.

He's always been more clingy.

You've always wanted to do everything by yourself.

It was hard sometimes, watching you totter off to school,

not even a look behind.

You never cried when you said goodbye to me. Not once.

But that doesn't mean I don't love you, because I do.

I love you loads.

There doesn't seem to be any progress at all,

just this silence.

You know, if there was something, some glimmer of hope...

I understand it's frustrating, but you need to be patient.

We can only move at Beth's pace.

She needs to find a way to decipher her feelings

before she can communicate them.

She needs to feel safe.

But it's been weeks.

She hasn't written anything in that book you gave her.

How do you know that?

Hi, love.

You all right?

Where's your dad?

Is he out? Did he say where he was going?

Is our Patrick not back yet?

Oh! It was packed in town.

Want a cup of tea? I'll put the kettle on.

I got you some of that shower gel you like.

The lime one. It's in here somewhere.

And I bought...

I bought you a little present.

It's real silver.

It's quite pretty, isn't it?

I've had your name engraved on it.

And my mobile number. Just in case...

you know, you come unstuck when you're out and you can't...

You can always tuck it in, if you don't want anyone to see it.

You heard me on the phone, didn't you?

I'm sorry.

No wonder you're angry. You have every right to be.

Things are complicated.

I want you to know that I never meant for any of this

to turn out like...

I regret it, I do.

I want you to know, you and Patrick are my priority.

You come before anything. I want you to know that.

I know what you're thinking, you're thinking if I care so much

how could I do what I've done, but...

people do stupid things.

I love your mum, I don't want to lose her.

I've been an idiot.

HEARTBEATS

I hate myself for it, I do.

But it's over now.

I want you to know I'm going to make everything fine. I promise you.

DOOR SLAMS

-Look, we can...

-The traffic was terrible, there must be a match on.

We can put this behind us, kitten, yeah? Get back to normal.

Greg?

In the kitchen, love.

I'm so sorry.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah, fine.

Me too?

-Yeah, all of us, together.

-Whoa, hang on a minute...

-It might only be for a couple of sessions.

-No way.

I know it sounds intimidating, love,

but she said it's all very informal, it's very relaxed.

What sort of things does she want to know?

She'll ask us all sorts of questions,

like which family member we most identify with,

-or least identify with...

-Ohh...

There's nothing wrong with us, it's Beth that needs therapy.

-She's the loon.

-Hey!

FLOORBOARDS CREAK

Beth? What are you doing?

Greg?

Hmm?

Wake up.

What? What is it?

Our Beth was downstairs sniffing your jacket.

Why would she be doing that?

-What?

-Beth was sniffing your jacket. Why?

I don't know.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

'Why won't you try just one session?'

'Cos I'm not a bloody lab rat, am I?'

-'Maybe Lucy's right. Maybe we are the problem.'

-'Did she say that?'

'No, not in so many words...'

I'm getting out of here for good soon.

'I've decided nothing seems to be working

'so we need to try something else!'

-'But you're not a psychologist, are you?'

-'What are you scared of?'

I'm not scared of anything. I don't think we need to pick at the same scab all the time, like you do.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-Patrick's not going to be doing it anyway, so it won't work.

-Answer the question! What did you mean?

-Come on, Lou.

You know exactly what I mean.

You won't leave things alone. Every time I want to sleep on something, you won't let me,

-cos we have to discuss it all the time.

-This isn't about us.

Don't you give a damn what's happening to your daughter?

I do. I just don't think

the whole family has to go and see some trick cyclist.

Plus we've got Patrick to consider.

You were relieved when he said he wouldn't go.

-Maybe he's just the excuse you needed.

-What are you talking about?

Why you don't want to do everything you can to make sure Beth gets better!

Let's talk about the time when you point-blank refused

to look after our Beth, when me and your mum had to...

Beth!

Bethany!

Get in the car, Beth.

Beth!

Get in the car now!

I'll drag you in, if I have to.

I know what I did.

And I want you to know that...

I'm sorry. I'm really, truly sorry.

Everything went the way it was supposed to with Pads,

but with you...

I came round from the anaesthetic and...

your dad was holding you, and I thought...

"Who's that baby? What's Greg doing holding a baby?"

I couldn't recognise you.

I couldn't see anything familiar, your face, your smell...

Your...

Most mothers usually recognise their own baby's cry.

I got it into my head... I couldn't...

I couldn't look at you without thinking, "Who's that baby?"

You didn't feel like mine.

I don't know...

Without your gran, I don't know what I'd have done.

I slept most of the time.

Looking after Patrick was the only thing that...

that seemed real.

The only thing that kept me from going...

Everything else felt like a dream.

I wasn't... I wasn't very well,

and I had to get to know you

and that took me a while, and I am sorry.

I am so...

so sorry.

He shouldn't have to move to Rachel's. This is his home.

Yeah, I know, but the way things are around here at the moment...

it makes sense, you know, with his exams coming up.

When's he thinking of going?

Next weekend.

I don't know why he couldn't tell me himself.

Come on.

Don't be nice to me, Greg. I couldn't cope at the moment.

Right, this stops now.

I know that I've done wrong, Beth, but I'm trying to put it right.

Everyone's got feelings, you know, not just you.

Your brother's got his exams. Your mum, she's...

She's in a right state.

If you're continuing to do this to punish me for what I've done,

fine, go ahead, but what about everyone else, eh?

I've done wrong. Me.

Not your brother, your mother - me.

So, what's it going to take? Hmm?

Do you want me to tell her?

Do you?

Just say the word.

I'll go downstairs right now and I'll tell her everything.

Just say yes and I'll tell her why you're doing this.

No?

Well, until you're prepared to open your mouth to speak

you have no right to judge anyone, Beth.

Yeah, sounds like a plan.

I'll see you there.

That was your uncle Nathan.

The girls are still shopping,

so we're going meet them at the restaurant, have an early tea.

Sorted.

I don't know what else to try. It's like she wants to, but...

Wow.

Aww. That was made for you.

Oh, Beth, you look beautiful.

Mind you, trust her to choose the most expensive one in the shop!

Do you really want it, Beth?

You have to have it. For Pad's party.

My treat for my favourite niece.

I know I've only got the one, but...

She'll be all right, Lou. I know she will.

The trouble with City supporters is

you never have any grace about other teams, other supporters.

Says the Man U scum.

No, when we play a southern team you support them.

And when you play a Southern team...

Are you having a laugh? Is he having a laugh?

Don't involve me. My loyalties are torn.

-Is anyone having dessert?

-Where's the menu?

Here.

Beth?

You want some?

What do you fancy?

I'll have the Triple Chocolate Cake and we can share, yeah?

Here, let's order a bottle of fizz, to celebrate.

-I wasn't going to say anything, but...

-Nate...

Oh, behave, now's as good a time as any.

What are you celebrating?

We're going to Australia.

We're emigrating.

Oh, my God...

Australia?

You kept that quiet.

Wow. That's a long way. What are we going do without you?

They'll thrive, probably.

Don't set me off, Lou, please.

I've wanted to go for a few years now and Toni's never been keen,

and then a couple of weeks ago, out of the blue,

she just says lets do it, so...

I wasn't going to say anything until after Pad's birthday party.

What difference does it make?

I'll have somewhere to stay when I'm backpacking.

Course you will.

When?

Its all got to be sorted yet, of course...

It'll probably take months to organise.

Yeah, but we've got the ball rolling. That's the main thing.

-Something to look forward to, innit?

-Yeah.

Well, here's to your new life in Oz.

-Cheers!

-Cheers.

Congratulations, mate!

-So are you going to come and see us when you're backpacking?

-Yeah, defo.

-Get them grades.

-Yeah.

All those criminals, down there, ain't there,

you're going to be well at home.

Very funny! Very funny! LOU: That is true.

HEARTBEATS

Beth's taking her time.

I'll go see to her.

It's been a good day, hasn't it?

Australia?

What do you reckon, babes?

Hey...

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, God.

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

It was a terrible, terrible mistake.

I love your mum, I do.

It's why I'm going away.

It's for the best. For all of us.

Everything can go back to the way it was.

I'm ashamed of myself. I am.

Please, don't hate me. I wish I could take it all back.

Please, please... don't say anything, yeah?

Not for my sake, for your mum, yeah?

You all right, love?

Beth?

Don't forget your dress.

Thanks, love. We appreciate it, don't we?

Sorry. This is what she's like.

She changes with the wind.

Mum?

I need to talk to you.

'Just in case the words get lost for ever,

'these are the ones that tell the true story of me."

'My name's Beth. I am 14.

'And when I was little

'I used to think the world was just the way it looks.

'It's not. Nothing is.

'It started as a dare.

'At school I'm not one of the cool girls.

'No-one has ever been interested in what I have to say.

'But now everyone in school knows who I am.

'It made me feel good at first,

'having people look at me, like I was special.

'I wanted to hold on to the feeling for a while.

'Until people started telling me secrets.'

'The story of me being born is a lie.'

'When I asked mum about it she just made things up

'just to make me feel better.

'So I had a nice story like Pads.'

'Everyone likes hearing their own story.

'But the truth is she couldn't look after me

'because I didn't feel like her little girl.'

'But it wasn't her fault. She was ill.'

'There's a man in my house who looks just like my dad.

'But it isn't him. It can't be.

'Because my dad loves my mum.

'He makes us laugh and says nice things and takes care of us.'

'My dad works hard.

'He says family comes first.'

'He wouldn't let anybody hurt us.

'The man in our house tells lies.

'He sneaks around, whispering, and making phone calls.

'Our Patrick blames me for having to move out.'

'I'm spoiling things for him.

'I'm sending him away.

'I don't want to hurt him.

'I don't want to hurt anybody, but the truth needs to be told.'

'You know that saying "knowledge is power"?

'It's rubbish.

'Loads of sayings are rubbish.

'Like "silence is golden,"

'or "the truth is always glorious."

'I don't know what things mean any more.

'Words like "family", "home", "love".

'My auntie says we're a close family.

'But they're just words.'

'Some words are powerful.

'They can get stuck in your throat or lost in your head.

'They can be as sharp as a knife or too heavy to carry.

'Some need to be said over and over until they make sense.

'Some should never be said.

'I'm sick of everybody else's words.

'I want to find my own.

'I want to tell the truth.'

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