09/02/2016 River City

I know where you were when Kelly-Marie fell.

I know where you were when Kelly-Marie fell.

He has been sleeping with Angel Delaney, that's where he was,

and on Kelly-Marie's hen night.

You're done.

She's had a placenta abruption,

we need to get the baby out right now.

I know it's difficult now the results are looming on the horizon.

But you cannot think about them until they are here.

The wean's only 33 weeks old, it's too early.

It's a boy, it's a wee boy.

MACHINES BEEP What's that, what is that?

Help him, please! Please help him.

I thought I heard you coming in.

Sorry. Did I wake you?

No, I can't sleep. How? You sore?

No, it's my head, man. it's pure buzzing.

Can't stop thinking about the test results.

I saw Dr Jandhu in the pub.

She says we just wait and see and then we deal with it.

That's easier said than done, isn't it?

What are you doing in here anyway?

Nothing. Just thinking.

About what?

Kelly-Marie, her baby was born.

They had to do a C-section.

But the wean must be dead premature then, eh?

Aye.

Right, come on. We need to get some sleep.

Come on.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hey, listen, thanks for doing this. I appreciate it.

Aye, well. Here's hoping you bring back good news.

Right, darling. That's me off.

Right, be a good girl for...

a good girl for your Uncle Lenny, eh?

Can you give this to Dave?

Who's Dave?

My new baby brother.

Oh, his name's Dave, is it? After the Minion.

Eh? Right, I'll give this to Dave.

Lenny, I'm sorry. If there was anyone else...

Oh, it's nice to know I was top of your list.

I didn't mean it like that.

It's all right, I get it. I'm not exactly Mary Poppins.

But I did raise three of my own.

We'll be fine, won't we?

Come on, get yourself out of here, people counting on you.

Right!

Who says we play a nice, quiet wee game together, eh,

while your Uncle Lenny goes and makes himself a cup of tea?

There'll be a wee treat in it for you.

Tig!

Is he OK?

What you witnessed before was the baby having a seizure.

But why? What happened?

At this point we can't be sure.

The doctor thinks it could be an infection of some kind.

Or it could be something more serious.

Like what?

It really is too early to say. Please.

The reason we delivered your baby early

was the concern that he may not have been getting

enough oxygen to his brain.

That could be a potential cause.

His brain...is it damaged?

That's a worst case scenario.

At this stage, we just need to wait for the results of the tests

and take it from there, all right?

You can go back in and see him now.

Thanks.

MOLLY: Look at the wee thing.

Brand-new and already having to fight just to be here.

It's not right.

No.

I'm not a big fan of Alex McAllister's,

but he's getting stuck in there.

Cannae be easy for him, going through this on his own.

Father Mulvaney wanted me to give this to the wee one.

Have you still got my papa's shawl?

The one that Bob had when he was born?

Aye. I think it's in the loft somewhere. How?

I want him to have it.

All the men in our family had that shawl.

Five generations back.

This'll be the sixth.

This wee man should be wrapped in it.

No, I cannae come down there, OK?

That's why I asked you to deal with it.

Don't have me asking you again.

Oh, is that right?

You tell him from me - the last person that didn't pay on time,

they're still sucking their dinner through a straw.

Never mind his promises,

you tell him he can take his promises and stick them right up...

..where the sun don't shine.

Just get it sorted.

Raaar! Oh, no! Is the big dinosaur coming to get me?

Raaar!

No, Callum, they're my dollies.

They're not playing dinosaurs, they're having tea!

Raar!

Would you like to have tea with us, Uncle Lenny?

No, thanks, darlin'. I've already had mine.

But it's only pretend tea, you don't have to drink it!

Tell you what, then,

why don't you pretend that I'm with you and I'm drinking it,

and I can just sit here?

I want to bake cakes.

Nobody ever tell you?

'"I want" never gets.'

But we need cakes if we're going to have a tea party!

Now I'm sure that you told me it was pretend tea.

Hmm?

OK, OK.

Why don't you go into the kitchen

and make us some of your special 'cakes'.

Did you see that, Jimmy?

Did you see that?! Aye, I did.

She's moved. She's coming out of it!

How long did the doctors think it would take her to wake up?

A couple of hours or something like that.

But it's something, isn't it?

She's coming back.

Mum...

FAINTLY: What happened?

You fell down the stairs, darlin', and you're in the hospital now,

but you're on the mend.

The baby? The baby? The baby's fine, darlin'.

They had to take him out early,

and he's downstairs in the intensive care unit.

Can... Can I see him?

Aye, you can see him, when you're better.

You know, when you've got your strength back.

He needs me.

Aye. Aye, he needs you, darlin, that's right.

But you...you need to be stronger.

It's OK, cos Alex is down there

and he's looking after him.

Alex?

You know, I've been thinking.

When you're a big boy,

why don't me and you go on some adventures?

Hmm? Just like Peter Pan.

When I was little,

my daddy used to take me fishing on the Water of Leith.

I hated it. It was freezing cold

and I was bored out my mind,

but my old man loved it.

I never caught anything. Not once.

And on the way home we'd stop at the chippy.

That was my favourite bit.

I'd get a burger and chips. with extra chippy sauce.

Aw, mate, wait till you try some of this stuff.

They don't have it through here.

One day I'll take you to Edinburgh when you're a big, strong boy...

That's where Daddy grew up.

We don't have to go fishing.

We could go to the zoo, or go watch the Jambos...

Whatever you like.

And after, we'll get chips with salt and sauce.

What do you think of that, eh?

Would you like that?

Me too, pal.

Me too.

CRASH

Oh, for...

Look at the state of you!

I'm making cakes.

It was supposed to be pretend ones!

No. No?!

Away you go and get changed. Look at the mess you're in.

God knows what the kitchen looks like!

But I don't want to get changed.

Really?

Well, I'm not asking you. I'm telling you.

Are we still going to have afternoon tea?

No, we certainly are not. OK?

In fact I'm going to be having something stronger.

Come on, off you get.

Thank you.

You must be sick of the sight of this box by now.

But there's more to life than this, I promise you.

Oh, look, it's Papa Jimmy.

Kelly's awake. She was asking after you.

Well, I'll get the wee man settled, then I'll come up.

You look shattered. Have you had any rest?

Oh, not much.

Between changing and feeding,

which is every couple of hours really, so...

But that's OK.

Most new dads are sleep deprived.

Start as you mean to go on, eh?

So what are the doctors saying?

Still just monitoring him. But one of the other dads...

his baby was born eight weeks early, too,

and they went home this morning.

It's amazing what they can do with premature babies these days.

Well, Cal asked me to pass this on for the wee fella.

He's made his mind up he's going to call the baby Dave.

As in Dave the Minion? Sounds like Cal.

Cheers.

That's right. Mummy's awake.

She's going to want to meet you.

She's going to love you so much!

Minions is rubbish, now give me the remote! Minions is better!

Aw, what now?

Callum says that we have to watch Minions

but I want to watch Inside Out.

None of youse'll be watching telly if you don't give me any peace.

Cal, give Madonna the remote. No. Callum...

Madonna, darlin, can you do something else?

Maybe read a book?

No! It's not fair, I want to watch Inside Out.

I want to watch the film where kids are all banned

and they get chased by a big, scary man with a big nose

and he locks them all up in the cupboard.

But life's not fair. My mum and dad would let me.

Your mum and dad's not here.

Madonna! Hey! You can't tell me what to do.

Don't you test me, darlin. Because I am this far..

Right! Telly's off! It's not fair.

I hate you.

You're loving this, aren't you?

INAUDIBLE

PHONE RINGS

About bloody time. What the hell's going on?

Last thing I heard you'd been nicked.

I know, I'm sorry. It all happened so quickly...

What happened? What did the police want?

Just to ask me some questions about Kel's fall.

Why? What are they saying about it?

They're just trying to noise me up. Don't worry.

Have they only just let you out?

No, I got out yesterday. I've been busy...

Yeah, too busy to call your mother. I've been holed up here for days.

I've been busy looking after your new grandson.

He's premature.

There were some complications after the fall.

They had to do an emergency caesarian.

I could have lost them both.

Yes, but you didn't.

Will you come and meet him?

Alex, you know I can't, it's too dangerous.

You'll be fine.

I'll get a car to pick you up and take you home. Door to door.

You may have you forgotten,

there's a psychopath out for my blood.

That psychopath is baby-sitting my stepson and Madonna.

I doubt his head's in the game right now.

Yeah, that's what he wants you to think.

Please, I really want you to meet my boy.

You're his grandmother. You don't have to stay long.

Just come in and say hello.

OK. Get a car to pick me up after dark.

I will. Right, I'll see you soon.

You must think my head buttons up the back.

What is it, I give you an inch, you think you can take a mile? Hmm?

Let me tell you, I will have respect.

So you better get your act together sharpish.

Or there will be consequences.

You get me?

I didn't mean it. Eh? Well, I do.

So you better stop acting up!

SHE SOBS

I didn't mean to frighten you!

It's just, well, we have to stop all this nonsense.

But Callum started it!

OK, look, why don't you tell me what you want to do, eh?

What'll make you happy?

You just tell your Uncle Lenny, and he'll do it.

How about Daddy reads you a bedtime story.

This was Daddy's favourite book when he was little.

It's about a boy called Peter Pan who can fly.

I always wanted to be like Peter.

See, he has these amazing adventures in a place called Neverland.

He's got his pals, the Lost Boys, and there's mermaids and fairies.

And...

What do you mean that sounds girly? Because of the fairies?

There's pirates too!

Honestly this is the best book ever, you're going to love it.

Right...

Here we go, pal.

"All children, except one, grow up.

"They soon know that they will grow up,

"and the way Wendy knew was this.

"One day when she was two years old

"she was playing in a garden,

"and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother.

"I suppose she must have looked rather delightful

"for Mrs Darling put her hand to her heart

"and cried 'Oh, why can't you remain like this forever?'

"This was all that passed between them on the subject

"but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up."

This is for you, Jennifer.

Dora, would you like some tea?

Would you like some tea?

Knock yourself out, hen.

Ask Princess Angelina if she'd like some tea.

Who?

You want a cuppa tea, doll?

No! Do it properly!

My dearest Princess Angelina,

could I possibly tempt you into having a cup

of this quite delicious tea?

THEY LAUGH

He's amazing, isn't he?

He is.

He doesn't deserve this.

Fate is a cruel mistress.

He's one of us, Mum.

He's a survivor.

He's had a tough start to life.

But he's daddy's little champ, aren't you, pal?

We'll have you out of here in no time.

For the first time in a long time,

I feel like I know what I'm supposed to be doing.

Looking after him, protecting him.

He makes me feel like a good man.

The kind of man I want to be.

The father he deserves.

And...

He gets to meet his mummy tomorrow. Don't you, eh?

Does he? That's...very exciting.

They woke her up earlier.

She should be strong enough to meet him in the morning, hopefully.

Well, that is good news.

How is she?

She's not quite with it yet.

I've no spent much time with her, to be honest.

This wee guy's been keeping me entertained, haven't you?

Well, that is a relief.

I'd pass on your regards,

but I don't know how well that would go down, eh?

No, no.

No need to mention me just yet.

There's plenty of time for that.

You focus on your wee family for now.

Stella? Come and see this.

What's this?

The baby's room.

Right, so have you heard anything? Do you know?

Know what?

A letter from the hospital - it came this morning.

What, and you took it?

I know, I'm sorry.

I was just scared about what it might say.

And you don't think that should be up to me -

whether I open it or not? I'm sorry. I panicked, right?

It was there, and I was on my way to my work

and I knew you'd be here on your own, and...

I panicked. I'm an idiot.

What?

You are an idiot.

But you're my idiot, right?

But...do you know what it says?

Yes, I bumped into Annie earlier on. She got one an' all.

Right, so what is it?

It's negative. What?!

They got it all. They got all the cancer.

Are you kiddin me on?! Oh, Stella, come here.

Watch it, you'll get paint all over you.

And what? I don't care about that.

This is everything we've ever hoped for.

Remission. And all this...

Sorry. Should I have waited?

No don't be daft, you've done good.

Listen, I'm really sorry about the letter...

I should have said to you earlier.

Just the very thought that I might lose you.

Hey... I'm not goin anywhere, come here.

And it doesn't matter about the letter, OK?

Right now I'm just glad that we don't need to be scared anymore.

I can think about being a mum without feeling sick

that I'm not going to see my wean grow up.

We can finally get excited about our baby. About our future...

I know, This is it. This is where it all begins...

Our family.

Our family.

Love you.

Right, come on then, let's get this room done.

Aye, you can get this room done.

Right, where did we leave it last night?

"When the first baby laughed for the first time,

"its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went

"skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."

Sorry, I hope I'm not interrupting you.

You're all right. How's Kel?

She's asleep. I just thought I'd pop down with this for you.

For the wee man. It's a family heirloom from my ma's side.

It's been passed down through all the men in her family for years.

Wow.

Molly wanted him to have it.

Maybe we could put it in there with him.

It's been washed and everything.

Thank you, and say thanks to Molly.

We'll look after it, won't we, pal?

DOOR CLOSES

Jimmy. You been back long?

Not long. Any news?

Actually, yes. Kelly... they've started to bring her round.

They said it might take a wee while,

until all the drugs are out her system and she's fully conscious.

So she's on the mend? Aye.

And the wean?

We'll find out tomorrow when they do more tests.

OK, then, I'll come back round in the morning then, let you get off.

The minute she wakes up, you let me know. Aye.

Lenny?

It's nothing.

Thanks for looking after the kids, eh?

No problem. It was a doddle.

Aw, what the...?

Cal! Madonna!

KIDS GIGGLE

Please, God...

Please don't let anything happen to this wee boy.

When I begged you to save my wee lassie,

even if it meant taking him,

I didnae mean it.

I was just so scared to lose her.

But he's so precious.

And now that he might no' make it, and if he doesnae...

I don't think I'll be able to live with myself.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I'm not disturbing you, am I?

No, no. Come in.

I didnae know you were religious, Martina.

I'm not. I just didn't know where else to go.

Do you mind?

No.

I'm just...

I'm just sitting here...

..trying to remember the name of that patron saint of sick kids.

I've tried asking everybody else.

Just want as many folk in his corner as possible.

I know it sounds daft.

No, it doesn't.

That wee mite needs all the help he can get.

If anything happens to that poor wee soul...

No, it won't.

Kelly-Marie will never forgive herself.

How can I protect her from that? I'm her mother.

This wee guy, I mean, what's he ever done?

He's so pure and innocent.

We all are when we first come in to this world.

Only a cruel God could do something like this.

Alex says that Kelly-Marie's awake.

That's good news, isn't it? Aye.

How is she?

Fragile.

Confused.

Scared.

She's no' even met her wee boy yet.

What is that saint's name?

Is she saying much, Kelly-Marie?

Aye, a bit.

I mean, her throat's sore with that tube thingy.

Does she remember the fall?

She doesnae know anything.

Just as well, isn't it?

It must have been terrifying.

I should have put salt down on they steps.

I mean, they get that slippy, you know, this time of year.

It's so icy.

I mean, I thought about it that morning.

But then I forgot.

I should have just done it there and then.

You mustn't go down that road.

There's no-one to blame - it was a horrible accident.

I should go. Leave you to your prayers.

No, you don't have to.

No, I need to get out of here.

Churches make my skin crawl.

This higher power thing never really worked with me.

We make our own choices in life.

We have to stick to them.

Saint Gerard Majella is the guy you need to talk to.

I thought you said you wurnae religious.

My grandmother tried her best.

I guess some things stuck.

Thanks, Martina.

(Please, God. Please, God.)

Kelly-Marie, darling, what are you doing?

I want to see my boy.

OK, right, I need to ask the doctor if that's all right.

I want to see my son. Now.

All right. I'll go and get you a wheelchair and I'll tell the nurses,

and then I'll take you down myself, OK?

What was that for?

Well, if you're wanting a reason...

How about the fact that I can't get my head round

that we're actually going to have a wean?

Aye, we knew that already. Aye, I know.

It just feels like I'm allowed to be excited about it again.

Is this what you bought yesterday?

Some of it, aye.

What is that?

What? That thing in the bag. What is it?

What are you acting like a big wean for?

Is that a clown?

What do you mean, this?

Stop it. Get it away. I cannae look at it.

Are you kidding on?

No! I hate clowns, you know that.

But it's cute! Weans love clowns.

Not all weans.

Clowns are sleekit. You cannae trust them,

squirting flowers and their big stupid shoes and all that.

Just because you had a bad experience doesn't mean that

all weans hate clowns.

They're all at it, the lot of them. Creeping about.

You're going to give that poor wean nightmares,

making him sleep next to that.

Or her. Or her.

Look, whatever, just nae clowns, right? End of.

All right, fine. I'll give it to Malcolm's charity shop.

It'll still be there by the time our weans get married

because everybody hates clowns.

Right, point made. I'll get rid of it.

There you go. Happy?

Good.

Weirdo.

Do you want to see what I bought?

What did you buy?

Snuck out this morning.

Come and see this.

Want to move that thing out in the hall?

Are you serious? I'm serious, Stella.

I cannae go out there knowing that's there.

Go and move it, will you? The state of you, man!

STEADY BEEPING

Look, little star.

Here's Mummy.

Hi.

Hello, baby.

Look at you.

He's so small. I know.

He just looks so helpless, Alex. All those wires...

He's been through a lot. You both have.

But he's a tough little guy. Stronger than he looks.

Hi.

You must be Mum.

Kelly-Marie.

I'm Nurse Rodger. I'm looking after your wee boy.

Can Kelly-Marie hold him?

Is that OK? I don't want to hurt him.

No, no. He's quite stable.

Here, let's get you ready.

Hello, you.

Hello, baby.

Is this Gran's shawl?

Aye, she wanted him to have it.

Has she seen him?

Aye, everybody's seen him.

Jimmy, Patrick... We couldnae keep away from him.

I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to meet you, baby.

But I'm here now.

He hasn't got a name yet.

Shall we give him a name?

I can't remember the list we made.

That's OK. Me neither.

Callum's been calling him Dave... From the Minions.

What about David?

David.

Aye.

I like David.

What about you, little guy? Do you like David?

The doctor would like to have a word with both of you.

OK.

Kel...

Can you go and speak to him?

I'm really enjoying my cuddle.

Alex?

How's my little star doing?

We have to let him go, Kel.

For his own sake.

No.

I've only just met him.

I'm so sorry.

It's a cot!

Well, technically it's a "snarkning spjalsang".

I think they just make the names up.

Right, let's get tore in.

Yay!

Right there.

Oh, that's nice. That's good, isn't it?

What's the point of that, then?

MUSIC: Mess Is Mine by Vance Joy

Who makes these things? Seriously!

That goes there. On it.

So see these big ones?

Put that in there like that. Right.

It's OK, Stevie.

It's OK.

Then...

It's going on.

Must be a spare one.

SHE SNORTS

Sorry.

Sorry.

It's no' funny.

It is.

HE SIGHS It's fine!

Mrs McAllister...

If you'd like, I could help you make a memory box,

so you can remember your time with David as a family.

We can make handprints and footprints.

You can have some photos if you want.

Is that something you'd like?

Yes, we would.

I want him to be baptised.

I'll call Father Mulvaney, see if he can come over.

Can you call my gran and the boys too?

Consider it done.

Let us pray.

Almighty everlasting God, Father of our Lord Jesus Christ...

..look graciously down upon this child whom thou has called

to the grace of regeneration by the Holy Ghost.

Banish all darkness from his heart

and vouchsafe unto him the holy spirit of thy Son,

who liveth and reigneth with thee and the same Holy Spirit evermore.

David, I baptise thee in the name of the Father and of the Son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

Thanks for coming, Father. Thank you.

Thanks, Father.

As a priest I'm often expected to have great words of wisdom

to say at times like this.

But when it's one so young, even I struggle to understand

where it all fits in with the plan.

But just know he'll soon be at peace

and will experience the fullness of Heaven.

He's a little angel and forever shall be.

I better get going and let you get back to your family.

Thanks again, Father.

Take it easy, wee man.

I don't know what to say.

That's OK.

Just give him a wee kiss if you like.

It was great to meet you, David.

I'll always be very proud to be your godfather.

Gran.

Kelly.

Look at you.

You bonny laddie.

It's no' right.

It's no' meant to be like this.

I know, Gran.

He did you proud, hen...

..putting up a fight so long.

He did us all proud.

Go gently, wee lamb.

This shawl will keep you warm on your journey.

And my papa'll keep you safe.

Make sure that you keep him wrapped up tight.

No, Gran, it's too special.

You should keep this for the rest of the family.

I want him to have it.

I want the family with him.

Jimmy.

Sweetheart.

I wish he'd had the chance to get to know you better.

He would have loved you so much.

We'll always love him.

Goodbye, wee man.

All right?

I'm sorry we didnae get to know you for very long,

but we'll never forget you.

And you'll always be with me in my heart, my wee angel.

And see every time I look up at the stars,

I'll give you a wee wink and a wee smile,

and I'll know that you're safe and happy up there, darling.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Granny loves you so much.

I'm so sorry I couldnae protect you from this, Kelly.

I love you.

Come on. Give them some time on their own.

Hello, wee man.

I was so looking forward to this day.

Getting to hold you.

To see your wee face.

And Callum...

..he was excited too.

His own wee brother to look after.

They would have been the best of friends. I know they would.

I had so much planned for us.

I can't do this, Alex. It's wrong.

It's OK, Kel. It's not OK.

None of this is OK.

I know.

Why don't we read him a story, eh?

I've got his favourite book here.

Shall we?

We've read this a lot, these last couple of days, haven't we, pal?

"You know that place between sleep and awake...

"..that place where you still remember dreaming?

"That's where I'll always love you.

"That's where I'll be waiting."

Right.

OK.

Callum, son.

Your grandad wants to have a wee word with you, son.

Put that down a wee second and come round here.

Sit up on the couch here.

It's about your wee brother.

I know you were looking forward to seeing him, eh? Only...

Well, you see...

He's going to sleep now.

But it's a different kind of sleep.

Do you understand me, son?

What I'm trying to say is...

he's going to a different place now, a better place.

A place where wee boys never get sick.

Like heaven?

Yeah.

Aye, like heaven.

Our David's gone to heaven now.

He's up there playing with all the angels.

"So come with me where dreams are born and time is never planned."

No.

No, I can't.

It's time, sweetheart.

The wee man's tired.

My beautiful, beautiful boy.

I love you, son.

I love you, baby.

Sssh, it's OK, it's OK.

We're here.

We're here with you.

"So come with me where dreams are born and time is never planned.

"Just think of happy things

"and your heart will fly on wings

"forever in Never-Never Land."

MUSIC: Hushabye Mountain