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Next time you visit him, tell him I was asking for him.
For what it's worth.
Just think about being a mum without feeling sick
that I'm not going to see my wean grow up.
This is where it all begins. Our family.
You've been lying to me this whole time, while behind my back
you've been orchestrating some sordid little affair with my son.
What the hell....
I don't want to have to get rid of her, OK?
You just get her in line or I'll take care of the both of you.
It's time, sweetheart. No, I can't.
The wee man's tired.
All right there, Father?
Who would do such a thing, eh?
My understanding is that it was a tragic accident.
Tell you what, you hear any interesting confessions,
you give me the nod, eh?
Hard at it, I see.
Oh, I'm glad you're here because I think
I've come across something rather special in amongst the donations.
Now, I'm wondering, Venetian?
Let's have a gander.
Uh-huh. Yes, I can see where you're coming from.
But I'm afraid this one is rather more Millport than Murano.
Hey-ho. I don't think I'll ever have your eye for refinement.
Why, thank you.
I do pride myself on being able to spot a quality piece.
Which is why I like hanging around with you.
PHONE RINGS Oh.
Oh, it's Malcolm's care home.
Elizabeth Hamilton speaking.
When was this?
No, I'm on my way.
Oh, dear, right, I need to go.
Is everything all right?
No, it's not.
That was nice of Father Mulvaney to drop in, eh?
He's a good listener.
The church can help at times like this.
By telling fairy stories?
Don't say that!
The only thing Father Mulvaney can do for me right now
is hear my confession. What have you got to confess?
I wanted an abortion, didn't I?
Aye, but you didn't get one.
I wanted my baby dead.
And that's what I've got.
Be careful what you wish for, eh?
What happened to wee David was nothing to do with you.
The big man upstairs just had other plans for him.
And you wonder why I don't want anything to do with him?
KNOCK AT DOOR That'll be Alex. Gonnae get rid of him?
He's got a right to be here, Kelly.
I've got precious little time before I put my child in the ground.
I'm not wasting a second of it on anyone else.
Right, fine, I'll do it myself, then!
Lenny. How you doing?
No offence, but was there something you wanted?
I just brought this. For the baby.
It's lovely. Who did this?
Who put you down those stairs?
Look, I don't care what the police are saying. What really happened?
Nothing. I fell.
Look, I can fix this.
So do you know how to bring my son back?
No. But I know how to punish whoever killed him.
Lenny, I don't have the headspace for this.
I'll see you at the funeral.
But if you're going to cause aggro, stay away, OK?
Did they say if he'd broken anything?
Well, the doctor's with him just now. And where am I?
On the other side of town. Let me call a taxi.
Then we can nip over and tell Eileen.
Oh, no, she'll be dropping Stuart off at the school.
I want to get to Malcolm as quickly as possible.
Then let me close the shop and I'll come with you.
Oh, I couldn't ask you to.
I insist. At least until Eileen can step into the breach.
You shouldn't have to face this on your own.
You go and wait in the car. I'll be there in a minute.
You're a bit early, aren't you?
Been at a party. Didn't seem much point in going home.
How about getting cleaned up
and making yourself presentable for work?
Yeah. Just...I'm not really keen on running into my dad at the minute.
It's still a bit...tense. You're going to have to get over that.
Wouldn't have to if you'd told me the truth in the first place.
But hey-ho. Are you still drunk? No.
Maybe a wee bit. Mum, I'm going to be late for school.
There's no way I'm going to let you work in that state.
I'll phone Ellie and ask her to come in.
Are you firing me?
Cos you can't handle what's gone down between us?
Here, go upstairs, have some black coffee and take a cold shower.
I want you sober and behind that bar by 11.
That's me off to work.
Is that another one? Aye, if these are practice ones,
God knows what the real ones are gonnae be like.
You need to sit down, take it easy.
Fat chance when I'm watching Madonna and Callum this afternoon.
Listen, if you're not up to it... I want to help. OK.
Oof! What's wrong?
My belly doesn't feel good.
It's all cramped and bloated, know what I mean?
No, not at all. Sorry.
It's really sore, man.
Well, when was the last time you went?
What? To the toilet. I'm not an old woman!
You don't need to be an old woman to be constipated.
I'm not constipated! What do you think I am?
Here, take them. They'll get you moving.
I'm not constipated. Suit yourself.
These are going back in the cupboard. Fine.
Hi, David, I'm sorry you can't play with me and Cal,
cos you're with the angels.
Do they play hopscotch? That would be fun.
Love from me, Madonna.
Callum, what did you do for the baby?
I drew him a car.
Look at that. That's perfect. You've done a brilliant job.
You both did.
Is David an angel now?
That's what some folk think.
Right, I'm going to take these to the church and I'll put them...
I'll make sure David gets them, OK?
Once they're done I'll take them across to Stella.
So, to give them to David... I got these roses.
That's your rose and this is your rose.
And I'm going to give them to David by doing this...
Wrap up the letter like this.
Then I'll tie that.
Harry? Get out that shower!
You were supposed to start work ten minutes ago!
All right, calm yourself.
Eileen, wherever are you?
I'm just back from the care home.
Your father has taken a fall.
Is he all right? Badly bruised but otherwise he's all in one piece.
No, he's not only black and blue, he's skin and bone.
Yes, I thought he was losing a bit of weight.
A bit? If you could have seen him when the doctor was examining him.
They're not feeding him properly in there.
No, I try to keep an eye on things,
but I can't be there around the clock.
Liz, the care there is great. And you couldn't be doing more.
No. But maybe you could.
When was the last time you visited him?
A couple of days ago.
Liz, it's difficult. I've got a pub to run, and Stuart to look after.
Ah, so it's down to me to supervise his safety!
Of course not.
But if you've got concerns we should speak to my dad's social worker.
Oh, I intend to.
And when I do, I shall tell her
that I want Malcolm moved from that place, ASAP.
Liz, we can't just switch care homes.
It was enough bother getting him into that one.
I suggested to Liz that she set up a meeting with the team,
so you can review Malcolm's care needs.
I'm sure you mean well, but this has got nothing to do with you.
There's no excuse for rudeness!
Alasdair has been a great support to me this morning.
Ah-ha! Now the full picture emerges.
I thought you'd learnt your lesson with this boy, but obviously not!
Liz... No wonder you can't find time to visit your father.
You're too busy carrying on, like...like Jezebel!
OK, I get that you're upset,
but you're not going to insult me in my own home.
Oh, don't worry. I'm leaving!
Come along, Alasdair.
I'll pop the kettle on.
Yes, but, you know... perhaps Eileen is right.
Moving Malcolm would be quite a step.
You saw the state of him!
You're not telling me he looked well.
No, he didn't. But... Well, that's because he's not well. Is he?
It's inevitable that he's going to get more frail and confused.
Because that's the way this vile illness works. Yes, I know that!
I know I'm going to lose him bit by bit.
But, as long as I'm able,
I'm going to fight tooth and nail for his safety.
And his dignity.
Of course you will. You poor thing. Come here.
What...? What on earth are you doing?!
I'm sorry. I merely wanted to comfort you.
As a friend. Thank you, I don't need comforting.
Or that kind of friendship!
Can I come in? Erm...
Alex, this really isn't a good time. You don't say.
K-K-Kelly doesn't want to see anybody the now.
She just wants to be with the baby. Let me see her.
Alex, please, I know you've just lost your son
and you've got every right to be in there, I know that, Alex.
Our Kelly is just hanging on by her fingernails.
Please, if she's going to get through the day,
we need to give her some space.
Gonnae help us with that?
I'll be at the church. Course.
(Here she comes. Must be half-time.)
Just checking in. Everything OK down here? Fine, aye.
(Busy ruining Harry.)
Just got to sort the VAT.
(Very Attractive Toy boy.)
Aye, it needs seeing to right enough.
Right, I'll need to...do the VAT.
Hi. What can I get you? I'm on my to a seminar in town
so I'm not stopping. I just wanted to check how Stella's doing?
Aye, she's not bad. Still having the practice contractions.
Well, hopefully once the true labour kicks in,
most of the hard work will have been done.
Aye. She'll sneeze and the wean'll fly out her, eh?
We can hope. And how about you?
Me, I'm great. Just keeping chilled.
He's constipated. No, I'm not!
He is. He's been warming the seat of that pan all morning,
but nothing's going down. Thanks for that. Tea break over.
I got them off Stella.
I'm not...constipated, right, but if I was, would they help?
They should get things moving along.
Do you think it's something more serious?
Because I keep getting a clenching in my gut.
Interesting. Any nausea?
Aye! I thought I was going to spew first thing this morning.
How? What have I got? It could be Couvade syndrome.
Eh? That doesn't sound good.
Its other name is less sinister - sympathetic pregnancy.
Some partners of pregnant women develop tandem pregnancy symptoms -
nausea, back pain, bloating...
What sort of attention-seeking idiot would try and pull that one off?
Is there a cure?
And in the meantime, just don't stress.
Generally just take it easy.
Sure you've not got Chancer-itis?
Sympathetic pregnancy is a real thing.
Aye, but I've not got it! I'm not pregnant.
Fine, I'm constipated, then!
Keep taking the tablets. Thanks, Doc.
Make sure you put them in the right end!
Ellie, excuse me, I wonder if I might have a word with you?
It's about Mrs Hamilton.
I thought you'd be over the road by now.
I'm just glad to be away from it for a while.
That wee coffin's just sitting there... I know.
But I suppose if it's giving Kelly-Marie comfort
having the little one next to her... Aye, maybe.
Look, give us a sec. Aye.
So this is where you've been hiding.
I suppose Eileen's sent you to negotiate some kind of peace.
No, actually, it was your friend, Alasdair, who came to speak to me.
He's worried about you.
It's Malcolm we should all be worried about not me.
He told me about the fall.
You know, I think back to when we still had him at home with us.
Now, we managed, didn't we?
Yeah, we did.
Until we couldn't.
And then we did what was best for Malcolm and we found him
that great nursing home.
You should have seen him, Ellie,
sitting there with his cardigan hanging off his shoulders.
Sometimes, you don't notice how thin someone's getting,
when you see them every day.
Appetite problems, they're not uncommon with dementia.
Oh, so you don't think they're not feeding him?
I think they'll be doing everything they can to get food into him.
He's fading away!
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
Just exactly what you are doing - love him.
Watch out for him.
Make sure he's got stability...
in familiar surroundings.
I will do what is best for Malcolm.
I know you will.
But just...take some time to make sure what that is, OK?
Because it's not just the patient's head that this illness messes with.
Look, I better go. I'm going with Bob to the baby's funeral.
I've been so preoccupied.
I should have been at home for Molly.
I'll be there for her later.
I'm sure she'll appreciate that.
Will I just see you over there? Aye, two minutes.
Sorry, ladies and gentlemen,
I'm going to have to ask you to finish up, please.
All right, sweetheart?
Erm...that's the funeral cars here.
Five minutes. There's no point putting it off, Kell.
I'll take him down the stairs for you.
I want to carry him.
Darling, you're not supposed to be lifting anything the now.
Do you think I really care about that?
Aye, I know. But you need your strength for today, Kelly.
I'm so sorry.
All right there, Liz? Can I help you?
Oh, sorry, Angus. I was watching the cortege...
I forgot I'd moved.
Listen, do you want to come in, for a cup of tea until you feel better?
I think this funeral's upsetting everyone.
No, no. I'm quite all right. No, it was just a...senior moment.
If you're sure?
Don't want to keep you.
No, it's no bother,
I just got told to phone the doctor if I was worried about anything,
but I'm seeing the midwife tomorrow anyway so it's fine...
Aye. So, if she comes back, just tell he to give me a wee phone.
Right, thanks, bye.
All right, Liz. Everything OK?
look, I know it's early, but I need two dry sherries.
One of those days, eh?
Do you want both of them in the same glass?
No, no. I'm expecting company.
Is this the lucky gent?
I don't think I need to explain myself to you.
Course not. Sorry.
No. I am.
As you said, bad day.
Aye. No bother.
Liz, you sounded most enigmatic on the phone. Is everything all right?
I'm afraid I've made the most terrible fool of myself.
Kelly, darlin', come on in.
Everybody's waiting to go in.
I can't give him up.
that wee laddie's going nowhere.
He's going to be in your heart,
night and day for the rest of your life.
Let's do this together, eh?
And if I can get myself in a muddle over where I live,
what hope will there be for Malcolm if I move him somewhere new?
It sounds like you've made a decision.
He'll stay put.
And I'll keep fighting his corner, until...
until I can't any more.
What do you mean?
what if my own health declines?
You're going to be just fine.
And even if the worst were to happen, he still has Eileen.
And his other daughter. And there are grandchildren, too.
You're not in this on your own.
CHATTER IN BACKGROUND
Everything under control?
You don't need to be here if you've got something better to do.
No, no, no. I'm all done.
Listen, are people still talking?
About Harry and me. I'm just...
I'm wondering if there'd been much gossip or if it's all blown over?
Eileen, no offence, but I don't think folk are that interested.
You know, after what happened, with Kell and the baby.
Yes. Of course.
Anyway, you and Harry are old news.
Look at that pair over there.
That's the new couple in town.
Oh, yes, I could turn a seam with the best of them.
But I much prefer to tread the boards - "A wandering minstrel I."
I imagine you'd make a wonderful Nanki-Poo.
Thank you, but it would be nothing to your Yum-Yum.
Oh, I was never a soprano.
One could always transpose.
Listen, I'm sorry, Alasdair.
But it just doesn't seem right, my sitting here
when Malcolm is in such a bad way.
You deserve better company.
I don't mind. That's what friends are for.
Well, perhaps. But we're not friends, remember.
If that's what you want.
Right, so I'll see you tomorrow, then.
In the shop.
Look, Liz, you do know that if you need anything, you only have to ask?
I'm here to help. Thank you. But I can manage fine.
And now Kelly-Marie has asked Patrick to do the reading.
This is an extract from The Little Prince.
"you alone will have the stars as no-one else has them.
"In one of the stars, I shall be living.
"In one of those stars, I shall be laughing.
"And so it will be as if the stars will be laughing
"when you look at the sky at night.
"You, only you, will have the stars that can laugh!
"And when your sorrow is comforted,
"you will be content
"that you have known me.
"You will always be my friend.
"You will want to laugh with me.
"And you will sometimes open your window,
"so, for that pleasure,
"it will be as if, in place of the stars,
"I had given you a great number of little bells that know how to laugh."
Thank you, Patrick.
And now, Kelly Marie would like to say a few words.
Folk say that
funerals are supposed to celebrate a life...
I'm sorry. I can't do this.
It's OK, it's OK, you don't have to. It's OK.
do we celebrate a life that was so short?
I don't know.
But I do know that he was loved.
By all the people here today,
but mainly by me,
and his big brother, Callum.
This wee lad here
had more love in his short life than some folk have
in a long one.
That's something to celebrate.
Come on, Kell.
One more thing.
David was meant to be a fresh start for us.
And he still can be.
I want an end to all the fighting... Not here. Not now.
No, it stops here!
Our Heavenly Father has received unto Himself the innocent
spirit of this little child.
We therefore tenderly commit the body to its resting
place in the sure and certain hope of a glorious resurrection
unto eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
I didn't expect to see you.
You said, earlier on, if there was ever anything you could do? Yes.
And you mentioned that you were handy with a needle and thread.
I was just wondering if you would be able to alter a few things to
fit Malcolm's smaller frame.
I'd be honoured.
Thanks for speaking up. No bother.
I meant what I said.
Just make sure your mum understands that.
We're having some drinks.
If you want to come, you'd be welcome.
It's probably better if we just head.
Come on, let's get you home.
You're a sleepy head! I'm hungry!
How long have I been asleep for? Ages.
All right. I'm sorry, guys. What do you want to eat?
Do you want pizza? Yeah!
Oh, my God!
You just wet yourself.
when you're going to have a baby.
Erm... All right, where's my phone?
Who's got it?
Yous are gonnae need to find it!
That you off, Molly?
At my age, there's only so much death you can take...
even when it's one of your own.
Thanks, son. It's a lovely spread.
HE SIGHS You all right?
Aye. Listen, I need to go.
Oh... Alasdair, they're perfect.
A wardrobe mistress wouldn't agree but hopefully they pass muster.
Malcolm will be delighted.
He so likes to look smart.
We'll have him back to his dapper self in no time.
And now I've got my eye in,
I think I'm going to have a go at that jacket.
I don't know how to thank you.
Leave it to me. I'll think of something.
I'm sorry about earlier.
Forget it. My Dad's fall has got us all out of sorts.
I was going to go up and see him later,
if you wanted a lift?
Oh, yes, that would be helpful. Thank you.
These are my Dad's clothes. Yes.
but they're not doing anybody any good sitting there in mothballs.
You don't let the grass grow, do you?
Sorry, I don't understand.
He's still here, you know!
He's still alive!
I was wondering if we shouldn't get this dry-cleaned.
Even his best jacket.
You know what? I'm done.
And you can forget about tonight.
No doubt, you and your shadow have got other plans anyway.
I beg your pardon? You should ask yourself how my Dad would feel
if he knew you were spending every spare moment with another man.
Someone's got the wrong end of the stick.
Do you never stop talking?!
I knew our "friendship" would cause trouble and, look, it has!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
No unaccompanied minors.
What are you after? Stevie.
You're out of luck. He's stuck in the lav.
He's got a dicky tum.
Anything I can do? Erm... No.
Thank God. Where is he?
He's in the toilet. Who said that?
Did you tell her that the baby's coming right now?
But you told me not to tell anyone but Stevie.
Am I in trouble?
No, doll, you did exactly what I told you to do.
Oh, dear. I should have been I giving you a shoulder to cry on,
not the other way around.
Don't you worry, Liz.
I could do with a distraction.
Cos I think Eileen might be onto something about Alasdair.
He has been hanging about you like a bad smell.
Well, he likes my company. DOORBELL RINGS
And the fact that you've got a wee pension and a house to sell.
Ah! Speak of the devil.
Listen, I don't want to...
Thank you, Molly.
I wonder if I might speak to Elizabeth on her own.
Oh, don't mind me.
I'd be grateful if you would give this to Eileen.
It's my resignation from the shop.
I have repeatedly offered you my friendship,
but you seem intent on throwing it back in my face,
so I'll accept defeat and withdraw gracefully.
I was the primary carer for my partner for three years,
so I do understand the pressures.
I had hoped that I'd be able to share some of the load,
but it's not to be. I never meant... Please.
I've had enough for one day...
and I'm sure you have too.
This is Malcolm's shirts...
and his jacket.
I hope the alterations are adequate.
I'll see myself out.
And do take care of yourself.
See when they put it in the ground... Don't, Bob.
..it just makes you wonder why people have weans,
if that's the heartbreak you get.
Aye, but they bring a lot of joy too.
Do you not think? Nah, not for me.
Listen, I think I'm going to head.
I'll go pick the weans up from Stella
and sit with them until everybody's finished here.
All right. Well, I'll follow you over when Stevie gets back. Cool.
Oh, don't push. Don't push! Don't...
No. It's me, Bob. What's happening?
SHE SCREAMS Hold on! I'm coming!
Bob, you cannae. It's coming right now. Whit?!
Come on. Look, come here, come here.
You're all right. You're all right. Just breathe.
Just breathe. I am breathing! You're all right. You're all right.
All right. Two seconds. You all right? I'm fine.
Right, you need to pant. Are you panting? Aye, I'm panting!
She's panting. SHE SCREAMS
'Can you see anything around the baby's neck?
'Any umbilical cord?' SHE SCREAMS
You want me to look? 'Yes, please.'
Er... No, there's no cord,
just a big head hanging there... Shut up, Bob!
'OK, next contraction, Stella can push.'
You heard the woman. You know what you need to do.
I can't, Bob. Please don't go!
No way! We're doing this, come on.. OK. OK.
It's coming! It's coming!
I've got it! I've got it!
It's a baby! It's a baby!
'OK. Rub the baby with a towel -
'make sure you rub its nose and mouth.'
I'm rubbing. I'm rubbing.
We did it!
We really did it!
Is it a boy or a lassie?
A lassie. A wee lassie.
'Everyone OK there?'
Here, tell you what, I feel amazing.
I'd nae idea how much I was carrying about.
There is such a thing as too much information.
Eileen...I would never disrespect your father.
Or our marriage. I know that.
Just when I saw you...with my dad's clothes for the charity shop,
it just hit me that he's never
going to be able to wear them again.
But he is. We weren't sorting them for the shop.
Alasdair has been altering them
so that Dad will have some clothes that actually fit him.
Oh, I've got Alasdair all wrong, haven't I?
You and me both.
What's this? The past few days I've been making up
a playlist of songs for my dad to listen to.
Oh, I think someone was talking about that on the wireless.
So what do you think?
Oh! I would say you had most of his favourites here.
Why don't you take it away and you add any you think I've missed?
Then I'll put them all on an MP3 player.
Oh, that sounds wonderful.
I do think about him, you know. Every day.
I'm not totally obsessed with my own life.
I know. He's lucky to have you.
We both are.
Are you ever going to hand her over?
Sorry. Aye. I was just hauding her till you were done.
The ambulance is on its way.
We'll just get you checked out at the hospital,
but everything seems fine.
And well done, you. Looks like you've missed your vocation.
I'll stick to motors. Less mess.
You were just smiling for me there, weren't you?
Don't be daft. They don't smile for weeks.
Aye, right, that's only what they say in the books.
What are you dain with a baby book?
Sorry, I... I know, it's all right.
Look, I'm sorry I couldnae gie you this.
I should go. Get the weans across to my gran's.
Sh, quiet, mate. You might gie your daughter a fright.
A wee lassie? Yeah.
Are yous all right? Yeah, we're fine.
I'll, eh, leave yous to it.
I'll go downstairs and wait on the ambulance,
leave you with some time alone.
Thanks, Annie. Doc...
..is everything really OK? She's perfect.
And are you feeling a bit better?
After a couple of hours, the pills worked, so...
Right about the time Stella gave birth. That's a coincidence.
Those pills don't take effect for at least 12 hours.
Enjoy your new family.
# Love me tender... #
HE CHUCKLES HAPPILY
# ..I love you
# And I always will
# Love me tender... #
Now, this one must certainly go on Malcolm's playlist.
We used to dance to it all the time.
Two octaves and a third.
Elvis Presley's vocal range. Oh, are you a fan?
Let's just say that you and Malcolm weren't the only ones
to moon around the dance floor to this one.
No, I don't suppose we were.
Thank you. For withdrawing your resignation.
And...for forgiving my ridiculous behaviour.
You are many things, Elizabeth, but ridiculous isn't one of them.
Oh, I don't know. I have my moments.
How about I refresh that pot of tea?
I don't want to keep you from meeting Eileen.
No, no, I've got plenty time.
Well, if you'll be all right on your own...
Sorry, you trying to get rid of me?
It's getting late.
I get it. I'll get out your hair.
You could...get out of town for a while.
Away from the sadness.
I could go to the other end of the world
and I wouldn't be away from it.
You'll have other children.
What about Kelly-Marie? What about her?
That outburst in the church.
She wants some peace. An end to all the feuding.
So she says.
If she said it, she meant it. In her mind, it's done.
Could she be any more perfect?
I'm gonnae gie her everything.
Love, stability, security - everything.
Everything I never had.
Aye, well, you've got it now. I promise.
I get it now.
What people say about weans giving you hope for the future.
Cos you've got to believe that things are gonnae
be good for them, eh? You've got to have hope.
Hope. I like that.
Looks like you've got a name.
I love you.
Hey, hey, hey.
FLAT BUZZER SOUNDS
That'll be my taxi.
I'm so sorry. About the baby.
Really, I am.
Have you forgotten something?
Surprise. What's this?
I was just in the neighbourhood
and I remembered that we'd some unfinished business.
You heard what Kelly-Marie said at the church.
And that was a very noble sentiment, but you see,
this cannae stop not till it's finished.
So let's just wrap it up sharply, eh?
Keep her out of this. Whatever it is, we can sort it out ourselves.
What is it, you scared?
Come on. You being such a big player as well.
Leave her alone. Shoot me. That's very gallant of you, son,
but it doesnae exactly tick all the boxes.
Why not? I'm the future of this family.
Take me out and you've cut the Kennedys off at the roots.
Kill her, you're just shooting an old woman.
Yeah, normally I'd have qualms about things like that.
Let me see now...
No, I feel absolutely fine.
Of course, you have to go as well. Cannae leave any witnesses.
So here's how this is going to play.
You're going to get shot first.
Because there can't be anything worse for a mother
than to see her own son die before her very eyes.
But first...I want you to tell him.
Tell him what you did... before I blow his brains out.
Now I'm counting. Five, four, three...
You can't shoot him! Watch me.
..two, one... OK!
37 years ago, I slept with this scum.
Do you want to know the truth?
He's your son.
I should've let them bury you with Billy, when I had the chance.
You'll have to go through me to get to her. OK.
I need answers, and if I get them,
you're going to want to know about it.
I've done some bad things in my life.
But I've never get near killing a child.
How does it feel?
My mother...did she push you down the steps that night?
Where's Martina?! Why?
I didn't mean it.
I genuinely hope that hell is real.
LENNY: You know she cannae be saved.