10/11/2015 River City

She was innocent

and now she's dead and in a hole in the ground.

When will you realise that you're the parent round here?

Maybe you should dip into your savings and help us out a bit.

This is my baby-sitting money. It's for my future.

We've decided we'd like you to officially adopt Callum as your son.

You want a lift? Or are you waiting for an ambulance?

You? Are you here to poach more of my clients?

That money we got from Housing, it wasn't enough to cover the rent.

-Where'd you get the extra cash?

-Here and there.

Zinnie meant the world to me.

All right, mate?

We can give the Ship a miss if you want to just head home?

You're not getting out of buying a round that easily.

-Nice try, Bob.

-Worth a shot.

MEN LAUGH IN BACKGROUND

Come on.

Hi.

-Are you all right?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

-Do you need a hand?

-No.

You should really take the weight off that leg.

Excuse me?

I'm Annie Jandhu.

I'm the new GP.

Why don't you come into the health centre tomorrow?

We can talk about pain management.

-No, you're all right.

-But in your condition...

Look, this is just what happens when somebody tries to blow you up.

But it's more complicated than that, isn't it?

Thanks for your help. You can go now.

They guys are on Lenny's payroll, one way or another.

They've got to laugh at his jokes.

Aye, but he's all...business as usual. It's no' fair.

It's no', mate, but it is what it is.

It's how he operates. Always has.

You say that like it's just Lenny being Lenny. Aw, cheeky wee scamp.

We'll just ruffle his hair and send him on his way, eh?

What are we supposed to do? We cannae change who the guy is.

We cannae make him feel bad.

Well, he should feel bad.

He should feel sick every time he looks in the mirror.

He should feel guilt.

She died because of him.

That's no' how Lenny's wired, man.

Where are you going?

I'm gonnae phone DI Donald, see what the hell they're doing about Zinnie.

Here they are. My beautiful angels.

Eh, am I invisible or what?

Even if you were, we'd still be able to see the dent in the sofa.

Where's the crisps?

None left.

There was four packets this morning.

-Well, they're gone now.

-I'm starving!

You're not starving. There's kids in Africa who are starving.

Is that who you were thinking about when you scoffed all the crisps?

What's up with her?

She failed her chemistry test.

-I didn't fail!

-She got a C.

A C's good.

A C is not good. A C is terrible.

A C means I'm never going to get into medical school

and actually make something of my life.

I need a present for Chantelle's party tomorrow.

She cannae pay for my new football boots so you've got nae chance.

Everyone else is spending a tenner.

I need new shin pads too.

Give it a rest, will you, you kids!

Go and get my bag fae the hall, will you, son?

Thanks.

Shin pads'll need to wait, but here.

Seriously?

Stick this in her card.

Thanks, Mum.

JENNY SIGHS

-Take this upstairs.

-How?

Cos I said so.

-I'll do it later!

-Do it now!

The place is a mess and I've got a tutor coming at 5.00.

Since when?

Since I got a C!

Well, aren't they expensive?

Yeah, but I've got money saved up.

Cheers. He's wasting his breath.

I mean, the police will no' get anything on this.

He just wants justice for Zinnie.

I would as well but he's barking up the wrong tree.

It's not like Lenny did a hit-and-run on her.

Somebody tried to do him in.

Yeah, about 20 years too late, if you ask me.

Any joy?

Police are useless, man.

I've just left two messages for Donald and apparently,

he's busy "following several lines of inquiry".

Why don't they just drag Murdoch in and make him talk?

If it's any consolation,

Craig Donald hates Lenny Murdoch even more than you do.

I'm sure he's doing all that he can.

But the trouble is, Lenny has a knack for avoiding justice.

I might just forget about the police altogether.

You go down that route

and you'll be seeing Zinnie again sooner than you think.

So I should just stand back and watch him get on with his life?

Something like that.

How can you work for that guy, knowing what he is?

I've got a family to support, all right?

So that makes it all right, does it?

Mum?

What's for dinner?

I don't know yet. We don't have much in so it'll have to wait

till after my tutor's been.

But I'm hungry right now!

Unless you want chilli baked beans with squeezy cheese on the side,

-it's going to have to wait.

-I'll just have cereal, then.

SHE SIGHS All right.

I'll have a look and see what I can find.

I'm going to need this room to study when my tutor gets here,

so you'll have to clear off when she arrives, OK?

LAUGHTER ON TV

-DOOR CLOSES

-Ah-ho.

Oh. Is that you back? How's Malcolm?

Oh, you know. As well as can be expected.

But we had a wee sing-song, just the two of us.

Now, I would like to call a residents' meeting

as soon as the boys get back.

Another one?

Eileen and I are opening a small charity shop in Malcolm's name.

Now, I'm going to be managing it, so I thought perhaps

we ought to adjust our rota to accommodate my new responsibilities.

Is that not nepotism, you running that shop?

It was my idea, the shop, so it's only right that I should run it.

Bit dodgy, it seems to me.

I mean, you should be giving other folk a chance to apply.

Might be someone more suited to the position.

Are you suggesting that you...?

-SHE LAUGHS

-I don't think so!

How no'?

I bet you I've been in more charity shops than you've had hot dinners.

I don't doubt it,

but there's a difference between shopping in one and running one.

Are you saying that I'm not management material?

Let's just say you have a particular skillset.

Oh, yeah? So I can push a mop,

but I couldn't price some old, mouldy, moth-eaten cardigan

that nobody wants?

Go sit in there and I'll get you...

I wouldn't have put it quite like that but...

Tea gonnae be ready soon, Gran?

I need to get some food down his neck

before he gets himself into bother.

POP MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY

Ruby! Can you turn that down, please?

Sorry about that.

So, yeah. Thermodynamics, that's my real weak spot.

I'm just not getting the hang of it

and I think I really need to concentrate.

Jenny!

My PE kit's still dirty!

-Well, whose fault is that?

-You did the washing.

How am I supposed to know if it's still in your bag? I'm not psychic!

Not now!

Sorry, erm... Where were we?

You should go home. You look done in.

My maw's been dead for years now, Jimmy.

I'm no' looking for a new one.

I met Angus Lindsay in the pub.

Poor guy, he's in a bad way.

He's got it into his head that you're to blame.

I was wondering, maybe you could... talk to him.

Apologise.

Why would I need to apologise to that daft wee runt?

It might help him settle down.

I mean, he's bad-mouthing you to anyone that'll listen.

He's the least of my worries now.

I've got enough on my plate.

What, with your new son-in-law

trying to get his hooks into my grandson.

Trying to figure out who wants me deid.

Well...could be here a while.

That could be anybody.

That was great. I never looked at it that way before.

Bet by the next session it will all just slip into place.

-Same time next week, then?

-Aye, definitely.

-OK, great.

-£25 you said?

-That's right, yes.

Eh...

It...it...was definitely all in here.

I've been saving up from my baby-sitting jobs, you see.

I've got ten pounds.

Erm...can I give you the rest tomorrow?

I'll come round first thing on my way to school

and put it in your letterbox.

-Yeah, sure, then.

-Thank you.

-OK.

-I'm so sorry.

DRINK POURING

Oh. Not hungry?

-Sorry.

-No.

Molly made it, not me.

Just between us, I think you're probably wise to give it a miss.

Eh...

Bob was saying that...

..you're tormenting yourself over Lenny.

I know how you're feeling.

After he...

..had my Archie killed, I was desperate for answers.

They never came.

He killed your son?

Took me a long time to accept...

..that he was never going to pay for it.

Doesn't it drive you mad?

Seeing him every day?

Oh, it did.

But in the end...

..I wasn't prepared to let him destroy me too.

You're a better man than me, Liz.

Shh.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Sorry, took longer than I thought.

Brought us all a wee treat home for tea though.

We've already eaten.

Don't be daft. There's always room for chips.

-How was your tutor thing?

-It was great.

Really great, actually.

Until I had to pay her.

What do you mean?

-Look, I just got caught short.

-I know the feeling.

Do you have any idea? I was mortified, Mum!

That woman was standing there waiting and I couldn't pay her.

I'm sorry. I thought you would have enough on you.

I'll pay you back first chance I get.

I was going to sell my gran's necklace

at that pawn shop in Mossgreen.

Place was closed by the time I got there, though.

I'll go tomorrow, I promise.

Do you hate me?

Don't be daft. It's only a few quid.

It was my money! Money that I earned.

Though I wouldn't expect you to understand how that feels.

I've already said,

I'll pay you back the money I took fae your wee escape fund.

Don't worry.

I know how desperate you are to get away from your horrible mother.

You're right. It is an escape fund.

I need that money so that I can afford books and tutors

and whatever else it takes so that I can pass my exams,

go to uni and make sure I don't turn into you!

I try my best, here, you know.

It's no' easy making ends meet,

having to survive with three kids on my own.

It's not my fault none of the men in your life want to stick around.

I mean, who can blame them?

Well, we all know why your dad went.

Why does it have to be like this?

We do all right.

Jenny, come on!

Don't go to bed on an argument.

FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS

I never turned your dad gay.

That's a chromosome thing. You cannae blame me for that!

Anybody else like a wee aperitif?

It's actually called a digestif if it's served after food.

Like the biscuit?

No, Bob.

It's pronounced "dijesteef" and it's supposed to aid digestion.

An aperitif, on the other hand, is always served BEFORE food

in order to stimulate the appetite.

You're like that boring bit in Bake Off

where the lassie goes off somewhere to find out...

-POSH VOICE:

-..where "scoanes" come from.

Oh, well, excuse me for trying to educate you.

Now, would this be a good time for the residents' meeting?

Eh...

Think so.

I'll get Angus.

And you know, Bob, if a digestif is served after coffee

it's sometimes called a "pussy-cafe".

Oh, goodness. Are you OK?

Aye, I'm...fine.

French is such a lovely language.

He's no' there.

Eh?

BANGING AT DOOR

BANGING

BANGING

CAR ALARM BLARES Get out here, Murdoch!

Get out here!

What the hell are you playing at?

There he is, eh?

The Teflon man.

How do you manage it?

All the things you've done? All the people you've put in the ground?

How come you get to keep breathing as if nothing ever happened?

Just lucky, I guess.

You find this funny?

Zinnie died. Is that funny to you?

I mean, what kind of....

She died because of you.

Back off, son.

You gonnae make me? Where's all your heavies?

-I mean it.

-Angus.

I'm no' scared fae you.

Everybody else round here might be, but I'm no'.

-Angus, come on, mate. Let's go.

-No, no. Leave him.

Look, son. I understand.

You're grieving.

So I'm going to let it pass this time.

Just this once.

You pull a stunt again...

I'm going to have to do something.

Get him out of here.

Come on.

Come on!

I've got some beers in the fridge if you want to...

-You go hame if you like.

-And let you get yourself killed?

-I'm fine, Bob.

-No' happening.

Where you go, I go.

Suit yourself.

So where are we going, then?

But I need to see him!

It's unbelievable.

Apparently DI Donald's went hame for the night.

The guy's entitled to go hame after a shift.

No, but he should be here sorting this out,

finding a way to get Murdoch for this.

You know that's no' gonnae happen. They're no' going after Lenny.

He didnae do this. Somebody did it to him.

Technically, he's the victim here and all.

He's the victim? Are you kidding me on?

No, Zinnie's the victim. Murdoch should be locked up.

-It's all right, officers.

-HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

It's all cool here.

He's just blowing off a bit of steam.

-Let's go hame.

-No.

No, I'm no' going anywhere

till somebody here tells me what's going on.

You know, I thought it was just the cops in the films

that sat about eating doughnuts all day,

but for the look of you lot, I was wrong.

Clearly you're too busy sitting about on your fat arses all day

to do any actual work, you lazy bunch of useless wa...

Angus calmed down yet?

Eh...no' quite.

-How? What's up?

-Where is he?

-In the jail.

-In the jail?

-What?!

He kicked off in the cop shop.

Now they're putting him up for the night - breach of the peace.

I've to pick him up tomorrow.

-What's this? Angus?

-Aye.

Boy needs to wind his neck in a bit.

He disnae deserve to get locked up.

If anyone should be behind bars, it's Lenny Murdoch.

-Aye, well, it might help him cool down a bit.

-I know.

I'm serious! I mean, Lenny's in of pain.

He's like a wounded animal.

It's no' gonnae take much to push him over the edge.

-Mind your feet!

-Oh, sorry.

DOOR OPENS

So, you're the new doctor?

-Yes.

-I hope you spend as much time on your patients

as you do on your make-up. SHE CHUCKLES

I'm eight till 11, back again four till 6.30,

not a minute later - unless I'm compensated, obviously.

-DOOR OPENS

-Goes without saying.

Ah. Thank you.

Hmm, Lenny Murdoch. SHE CHUCKLES MISCHIEVOUSLY

Seeing him on your first day? God love you.

I can't discuss patients with you.

Christmas.

My bonus.

Don't bother with vouchers and all that malarkey.

The other doctors used to just put money in with my card.

Very discreet. Just so that you know.

They've always been very generous in the past.

Well, I find putting cash in a card a little bit lazy and vulgar,

to be honest.

I mean...I'm your employer,

I'm not some fat old uncle you see once a year.

So when it comes to your Christmas bonus,

I'm sure we'll find something commensurate with your role.

Oh - and I always have my birthday off.

SIGHS: Oh, thank you!

HE SIGHS

Jailbird Lindsay strikes again, then, eh?

-What's the damage?

-Caution.

-Nice one.

-Cheers for coming to get me, mate.

Nae bother.

I wanted to make sure there was somebody here to take you hame

and help you adjust to life on the outside and that.

-Keep me on the straight and narrow.

-Exactly!

-Let's blow this joint.

-BOB LAUGHS

Oh, aye, hang on. I...

-brought you these.

-Aw, cheers, buddy.

And...this.

-Full fat.

-Aw, legend.

I don't suppose there's a lorne sausage in the other pocket,

-is there?

-In the motor, mate.

I actually love you. You know that, didn't you?

Mum!

Mum, get up.

-Mum!

-What?

You need to check my homework.

Jenny needs to do it.

-She's not here.

-What?

-She left before we got up.

-What about breakfast?

I made it myself. The milk was a bit funny though.

-Why aren't you dressed?

-Nothing clean.

-SHE GRUMBLES

-Drew, help your sister

find something to wear.

Give her one of your old school shirts.

-But it won't fit.

-Well, it'll have to do!

-I'm gonnae be late for school.

-Since when did you care?

I've got PE first. I like PE.

Well, tough. Ruby needs dressed.

You dae it.

Go!

Hi, erm... I'm looking for Gary?

Sorry, Gary's out. I'm not sure when he'll be back.

-And you are?

-I'm Jenny. Erm...

Do you know if there's a cafe or something nearby

where I could wait for him?

-What's it regarding?

-Sorry?

Why do you want to see Gary?

Oh, erm...I should have said.

I'm his daughter.

-Oh, Eileen.

-Hi, Liz.

I'm just on my way to see Dad.

I maybe won't be able to spend quite so much time with him

when I've got the shop to run.

Liz, there's no guarantee you're going to be managing the shop.

-What do you mean?

-Well, we need to have a recruitment process.

I can't just appoint my stepmother as manager.

Oh, I don't see why not.

Because it's a charity! Everything needs to be above board.

We'll be interviewing candidates next week.

Interviewing!

Look, that shop was my idea.

Well, you'll be welcome to apply.

I'm going to be late for your father.

Is that Robbie late again?

He's in there.

ANGEL LAUGHS

Not getting anything too drastic, are you?

-Wouldn't want him going all Edward Scissorhands on you!

-SHE LAUGHS

What kind of way is this to run a business?

You know, should change your parting.

It would take years off you. Your bone structure is amazing!

Do you know who you remind me of?

Em...och, what's her name? the actress...

Eh...Bonnie and Clyde...

Faye Dunaway?

That's the one.

You've got all the moves, haven't you?

You're on.

I've left a voicemail and a text.

So...

You live in Shettleston with your mum, right?

We did. We just moved to Shieldinch.

Oh, not far.

And is it just the two of you?

-And my brother and my sister.

-Oh.

I didn't realise.

But Gary's only got you, right?

Mum's been, uh... "married" three times.

I don't know what's taking him so long.

Normally he's never off his phone.

-DOOR OPENS

-Hello?

Through here!

Hey, sweetheart.

Ah. Sorry it took me so long to get back.

-Bruce looking after you?

-Yeah. He's been great.

So, what's up?

Nothing. I just...I wanted to see you.

Why are you not at school?

I didn't feel like it.

OK. Now I'm really worried.

What's going on?

I just, erm...needed some space.

Does your mum know where you are?

No. I should probably give her a call.

Sit tight, hm? I'll do it.

Oh, no.

'Hi, this is Eileen Donachie. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.'

Hi, Eileen. HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

It's Robbie, erm...

I don't know if you remember but you had an appointment with me

at 9.45 this morning.

I've been in the salon waiting on you.

I must have been in the back making a cup of tea and missed you knocking...

or something.

It's not like you to let me down.

Just give me a phone and I'll slot you in later on.

Bye!

Ugh!

HE GASPS

They can only hide out for so long.

What's she want?

Give us a minute, Jimmy.

Don't take no for an answer, you, do you?

-Mr Murdoch...

-I told your receptionist

the same as I told you yesterday - I don't need to see you.

We both know that's not true.

You've just came out of hospital where you suffered from pneumonia,

which caused an infection which brought on a heart attack.

And you've got MS.

I think if anyone needs an appointment to see their GP,

it's you.

Why are you so interested in me?

You're my patient.

Are you door-stepping all your other patients?

I was with you.

In the hospital after the explosion.

I don't remember you.

Well, you were unconscious.

You were hurt in that explosion.

And I'd put money on the fact that your MS is relapsing.

You're clearly struggling, so let me help you.

All I need fae you is my drugs.

Not without an appointment.

It would be remiss of me not to give you a check-up.

All I'm asking for is a blood test and a chat

just to see if you're managing your MS properly.

I don't have time for that.

We're done here.

Jimmy.

That lassie.

The new doctor?

Aye.

Says she was in the hospital with me.

Well, she was. It was her that found you...

and got you to hospital.

According to Kelly-Marie, she waited with you until she got the call.

If she hadn't have found you when she did...

DOOR CLOSES

Thought as much.

Sleeps like a baby after a bevvy session.

Angus, mate. Wake up.

Angus!

Watch that...squirrel. Whoa.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Sorry. What...what's happening?

DI Donald's here to see you.

Is this about Zinnie's case?

Mr Lindsay, I've told you before - there is no case on Zinnie.

I know, but...

yous are doing something, right? About Murdoch?

Why don't you go and splash some water on your face, yeah?

Maybe brush your teeth or something.

Then we'll talk.

ANGUS COUGHS

-Cup of tea?

-Yeah, please.

Cathy!

-Thanks. I've got to go.

-O...K.

You know the code. You don't steal customers fae another hairdresser.

Oh, don't blame me! You're the one that got off his face last night.

-I woke up with a tummy bug!

-Huh!

I'm telling you, Angel. Don't mess with the best.

Has anyone told you...

you're wearing that T-shirt inside out?

Jenny?

Jenny, are you in? Mum?

-My tummy hurts.

-I know.

Eh...what do you need?

I feel sick again. I want Jenny.

Jenny's no' here.

You'll have to put up with me.

We need to get you out of those manky clothes.

Maybe a wee lie down on your bed, eh?

-Where's Jenny?

-She'll be home soon.

Let's get you upstairs.

The bottom line is, this is a criminal investigation

into the attempt on Mr Murdoch's life.

As hard as it is to hear....

she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And that's it?

We're doing everything we can to find

those responsible for the attack.

And when we get them, the fiscal knows about Zinnie - it will count.

Somebody will be made to pay for this.

When?

I can't answer that.

So in the meantime, Murdoch just swans around here

like nothing happened?

Believe me, if I could nail Murdoch for this, I would.

But...as far as the law's concerned, he just isn't responsible.

Why's he no' already in the jail?

Surely he should have been locked up years ago?

Huh.

It's not that simple.

Maybe if you and your buddies were better at your job,

then he would be in the jail.

Nobody would have tried to kill him that day

and Zinnie would still be here.

Mr Lindsay, I know you're looking for somebody to blame.

But like I said, when we find the people who did this...

Save it, will you?

Take it easy, mate.

-Are we done here?

-Not quite.

The reason I'm here is I wanted to chat

about you coming to see me last night, down at the station.

Angus, I realise you're frustrated, really I do, but...

..you need to dial it down before you get yourself into trouble.

I know.

That includes not harassing Mr Murdoch or damaging his property.

Are you kidding?

He reported me? HE reported ME?

No. No. It was...

..an elderly resident called it in.

"That scrawny boy, the builder's son."

Mr Murdoch declined to comment

and he refused to press charges against you.

Against me?

That was big of him.

And given the circumstances,

we won't be pursuing the matter any further either.

But...our patience only stretches so far.

Understood?

Good. I'll see myself out.

Thanks for your tea.

MUSIC: Fight Song by Rachel Platten

Liz!

No' you too.

-The weather's lovely.

-Isn't it?

-Take your jacket off.

Och!

DOOR CLOSES

Where've you been?

That pawn shop in Mossgreen. Guy was a total cowboy!

Usually good in there, too.

What did you sell?

Nothing. Just an old necklace I had lying about.

What you doing here? Have you been suspended again?

No. Ruby was sick on herself.

Pulled me out of class cos Jenny wisnae there.

It's like I'm some sort of baby-sitter!

-So where's Ruby now?

-She's up the stair. I'm taking her that now.

I'll take it.

-She was sick on her clothes?

-Aye.

Gonnae stick them in the wash

and see if anything else needs doing while you're there?

-Did you make her a hot water bottle?

-No.

Well, stick the kettle on!

You might as well make me a brew while you're there as well.

It's like a madhouse. Studying is impossible

and if I don't improve my grades soon,

I might never get out of there.

Is there a...a library nearby you could use?

I need to be at home for Drew and Ruby.

I've got to make some calls for work, but do you want to go out somewhere?

Grab a movie?

Do you mind if I just do some studying?

No. Of course not.

You can use this.

-I will just go and fetch you a lamp.

-Thank you.

You're not vegetarian, are you, Jen?

-No.

-Chicken fajitas for dinner?

-Yeah. Sounds amazing.

-Coming right up.

Oh.

-Is it broken?

-It was working fine this morning.

-SHE SIGHS

-You haven't got a spare?

It must be the fuse.

I'll be to the shop, two minutes. LIZ SIGHS

Eh...how about you try these new lipsticks, hey?

I'm supposed to go to an interview for a poxy kitchen job in an hour.

Phone the job centre and tell them I cannae make it

cos your sister's sick.

I can watch her.

No, no. I cannae handle any more aggravation,

what, with Ruby and Jenny.

-My heid's mince.

-Who do I phone?

I don't know. Jenny's got the number.

Look it up or something.

There's nothing in for lunch.

There must be something.

There's no', I've checked.

Jenny was supposed to do a shop today.

-I'll nip oot in a bit.

-With what?

I don't know.

Do you still have that 40 quid I gave you?

No.

Bought some football boots off a guy in school. Second-hand.

Are we too poor to buy food?

No, don't be daft!

I'll figure something oot. Come here!

Have you heard fae Jenny?

I've heard fae her father.

Is that where she is?

Gone to live in a fairy-tale castle with Elton and David.

Well, if that's what she wants, good luck to her.

I do my best, I really do, you know, son?

I know I'm no' winning any awards any time soon but...

I wanted to give yous more than this.

Selfish wee madam, leaving us without a scrap to eat.

Come here, you. Come here.

What would I do without you, eh?

Stop! Stop, please! Please!

Please stop! Stop it!

That'll put a dent in your profits!

You did that? You maniac!

Oh, calm down. You'll get it back.

Serves you right for all your double-dealing.

-What about Liz?

-What about her?

She's in the back of my van, you idiot!

-KNOCKING

-Do you hear that?

-Help!

-There's someone inside.

-Come on!

-Help!

-Open it.

-CRIES: Help! Oh!

If this is a kidnap, I've got no money!

-Want another pint?

-Nah, no, thanks.

That was a hair of the dog but I should probably lay off it.

Yeah, I heard yesterday got...messy.

Just a bit.

-Give me that.

-Cheers.

He just walked right past it, like it's not even there.

Maybe I will have another one.

I had no idea, I swear!

I was abducted!

Come into the salon and I'll finish off your hair.

I'll even throw in a half heid of highlights for free.

No, I don't think so.

Come tomorrow, I'll give you the works.

No, thank you. You've done quite enough!

-You owe me 200 quid.

-Eh?!

That's how much it'll cost me to get it out of the pound.

If I don't have a van, I can't work.

I can't afford it on my own, so cough up!

HE GROANS

On the hard stuff again?

Don't worry. I'm done.

-I'll have a pint of ginger, though.

-Two pints of ginger.

Can you get that, Fraser?

Excuse me there, mate.

Pool?

I don't like to kick a man when he's down.

Dream on. I'll rack them up.

Aw!

I can't believe it. I just...I never expected...

That's not why I came here.

We know that. But we've talked it over and...

we'd love to have you.

Are you sure you're all right with this, Bruce? I don't want to impose.

You won't. We'd love to have you here.

Are you really sure? Both of you?

100%. For as long as you like.

This is amazing!

Drew?

Drew!

It was an accident.

Oh, don't worry.

What are you doing here?

Just came to check you were all right.

How come you're not at school?

Ruby's sick. Sent me hame with her.

Is she OK?

She had some dodgy milk. I told her not to but...

Anyway, she'll be fine.

How's Mum?

Aye, you know...

She's worried about you. About when you're coming home.

She's worried about who's going to tidy up

and cook the dinner, more like.

You know better than anyone what needs done down there.

-This place is great.

-Yeah.

You seem happy.

So...what should I tell my maw about when you're coming hame?

Erm...

I don't know. I...I thought I might stay here for a bit.

-With your dad?

-Yeah.

Cool.

Drew! Good to see you, pal.

What are you two doing standing out here in the freezing cold?

Come on in.

-I'm just getting off.

-Don't go.

Drew! Wait. Drew!

Can we give him a lift home?

-I need to pick up some stuff anyway.

-Sure.

Drew!

I'm telling you, I don't have 200 quid to give you.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

I've got an entire wedding party coming in tomorrow -

bride, her mother and three bridesmaids.

What am I supposed to do?!

I've already paid 65 quid for the gel nails!

Well, I'm sorry. How was I supposed to know?

That's what you get for muscling in on my clients.

The bride's gonnae do her nut. This could ruin my entire reputation!

Oh, well. Karma can be a right cow when she wants to be.

-You need to let me use this place.

-What?!

-It's only fair!

-Don't even talk to me about fair, hen.

You did this - you need to fix it.

-Says who?

-Says me!

I mean, I'm not even trying to steal your clients at the moment.

You don't want to see what'd happen

if I actually make the effort to destroy you.

Please?

-Fine. But you bring your own shampoo and products.

-Thank you.

-And after this we're quits, OK? Deal?

-Deal!

Hiya, darling!

Sorry, what was your name again?

-Caitlin.

-Why are you even here?

-It's not Christmas or Father's Day.

-Mum.

Thanks for bringing her home.

-Well, you can go now.

-Charming as ever.

You know me. Miss Congeniality.

All you're missing is the sash and the tiara.

No - I think that's more your style, isn't it?

Guys, please.

Sorry.

Well, I just missed you.

Are you wanting a cup of tea?

No. I'm good, thanks.

Why don't you go upstairs and pack your stuff?

What stuff?

How's Ruby doing?

She's at it. She's fine.

Just some...some clothes and stuff.

-I thought I might...

-She's going to come live with me for a while.

Oh, is she now? Says who?

Jen. It was her choice.

Is this true?

Just for a bit.

Well, is this what you want?

I mean, what about Ruby? And Drew?

Don't do that, Caitlin. Don't guilt-trip her.

It's not fair.

I'll come and visit.

Oh, that's good of you. We'll get the red carpet out.

Go and get your stuff. It's OK. Go.

Cherry cider and a large red, please, Eileen.

I'll get these.

That's not necessary.

Come on, now. You seem intent on keeping me alive

when everybody else wants me dead.

It's the least I can do.

OK. Great, thanks.

Aye, I know,

but you try writing a speech for somebody like Alex McAllister.

That was my favourite bit. Your face was a picture.

It was as white as a sheet!

-JIMMY CHUCKLES

-Never again.

Here, they're back from the honeymoon on Tuesday.

We should have a big family get-together.

You can invite that Martina.

-Do we have to?

-Aye, well,

she's family now. We need to make an effort!

-She pure gives me the heebies.

-Aye, me and all.

I'm sure she's fine when you get to know her.

I wouldnae bet on it.

-You're invited and all, son.

-Oh...

you don't have to do that.

Course I do! You're practically family now.

-You're the closest thing I've had to a daughter-in-law in years.

-SHE LAUGHS

HE IMITATES SCARLETT'S LAUGH

One big, happy family, eh?

Aye. That's right.

And what about Callum?

Oh, he'll be there, obviously.

You keep him away fae that Kennedy woman.

Callum's got Murdoch blood.

Aye, well, you'd know all about blood, wouldn't you?

After what you put us through.

Look, leave it alone, all right?

No. He shouldn't be in here. He's winding wee Angus up.

It's no' fair!

The man pays my wages. Now, just leave it out!

-Angus.

-I'm all right, Bob.

I'll have another large one.

That's on me, Eileen.

And I'll have the same.

No' necessary.

No, no - it is.

I just wanted to say thanks.

For no' pressing charges yesterday.

Well, I'm no grass.

You had every right.

I was out of line.

Grief does funny things to people.

Let's just...leave it at that, eh?

You know...

..Zinnie would have been raging at me for kicking off like that.

She'd have been all, "Angus, you cannae just go round

"smashing people's stuff up...

"..even if they are...

"..lying, murdering psychopaths

"that just walk around here like they own the place."

But...

..she's no' here to tell me off.

-Cos she's dead and that is down to you.

-All right, Angus.

You might not have killed her yourself,

but her blood is on your hands.

Get him out of my face, Jimmy.

Come on, son.

She's no' here to tell me off and keep me right.

And she's no' here to stop me doing this.

You should be lying cold in the ground now, no' her.

You know what you've done, you know why it happened

and you don't care!

Jimmy, get off me.

How can you let him treat you like this?

He's a nutter!

But you let him waltz around here like he owns the place

just so you can keep the money rolling in, eh?

I mean look at him.

He's got a walking stick, for God's sake. He's a joke!

-SCREAMS:

-Leave him!

Lenny, he's just a kid!

I've already asked you NICELY...

to stay away fae me.

You come near me again, I'm going to put you in the ground.

-Let him go.

-Do you hear me?

Yes.

HE PANTS

HE COUGHS

Shame on you.

Get him out of my sight.

-HE COUGHS

-Come here, mate. Let's go. Come on.

Come on, Jimmy. We're leaving. Eh?

Aye, we're leaving. I'm no' staying here with him! And neither are you.

You can get out too.

I haven't finished my drink.

What were you thinking, Caitlin?

Taking the girl's money?

Who steals from their own daughter?

Wind your self-righteous neck in, will you?

That's low. Even for you.

Oh, don't come round here and preach to me about the way I live my life.

She told me she'd saved all that cash from baby-sitting jobs.

That took her months!

Have you ever considered for one minute how much cash it costs

to feed and clothe three kids?

Jenny says she's going! Tell her not to, Mum. Please.

Look what you've done!

Where do you get off coming round here shouting the odds!

-You've got nae idea.

-Get your priorities right.

Stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about what's...

-best for your kids.

-Dad, don't.

-SHE LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY

-Like you and Elton?

What do you know about raising kids?

These guys, they should be enjoying their childhoods,

not running around picking up after your fat arse,

like Jen seems to have been doing since she could walk!

Dad, you promised.

A few chores to help out? That what this is?

Running back to Daddy Warbucks,

telling him that I'm making you clean the toilets with a toothbrush?

-I never said that.

-Come on, Jen.

Let's go.

Come on, Jen. It'll be OK.

I'll see you at school, OK?

Bye, Mum.

Drew! Get down here! Your sister's leaving!

Drew!

What? She has to say goodbye to him too!

You away?

I'll see you at school, yeah?

Ready?

Erm...

-I'm not coming.

-What?

Don't feel pressurised by her.

I don't. Not really. I just...

It'd be selfish of me to go.

Selfish?

Are you kidding me?

We're a team, me and Mum.

And these two.

Living with you would be amazing. I mean, all that space and quiet.

I'm really grateful for the offer.

But Mum needs me.

I mean, she's got no-one else.

We muddle through.

It's not easy but...

you know, she's there for us,

day in, day out, and always has been.

Are you sure?

I'm sorry.

Don't be daft.

You have done nothing wrong. OK?

You know where I am...

..when you need me.

See you tomorrow. Night-night.

That was quite a show.

One for the road?

Enjoy.

Cos that's the last drink I'll be serving you.

Huh. I'm barred?

After tonight's performance, what did you expect?

Why are you still here.

Why don't you just disappear and leave us in peace?

It's no' my style.

I can't think of one person who'd be sorry if they never saw you again.

Do you think that bothers me?

No.

No, I don't.

The only time I've ever seen you exhibit any kind of human emotion

was when your boy died.

And when Callum was taken.

How do you think Zinnie's family are feeling?

And Angus?

Sometimes the wrong people get caught in the crossfire.

Really?

Not one ounce of remorse?

I didnae kill Zinnie!

Am I sorry the lassie's deid? Of course I am, but I didnae do it.

That what you tell yourself so you can sleep at night?

Oh, I sleep like a baby.

I don't know if I could if I knew people wanted me dead.

There's plenty people want you dead. Trust me.

Nobody wants you here, Lenny.

Your enemies are going to keep coming for you,

so why don't you just limp off into the wilderness

so nobody else can get "caught in the crossfire"?

Give it up. It's...

Enough!

You're standing there because I let you,

and don't you ever forget it.

And you and anybody else that thinks I'm done for?

Well, yous better think again.

People want to take me on? Come on!

Cos I roll over for nobody

and I will raise hell in these streets if I have to.

No matter who gets hurt?

No matter who.

Get this -

I'm going nowhere.

I can deal with a dodgy hand.

And can you deal with a wheelchair?

I'm too old for stories and I don't want any more lies.

I want to know the truth!

Some wounded animals, they lash out one last time.

But some, they know when it's best just to slink off somewhere

and die quietly.

Sit down, I'm no' done with you yet.

-And if I don't?

-Sit back down.

He must've slipped.

Hope you enjoyed being on your knees

because you're going to have to get used to it.