26/07/2016 River City

If the Home Office get one hint that this isn't

a real relationship, we could be looking at jail time.

-There are so many questions.

-Learn them.

You knew your pals were fiddling with wee boys

and you didn't tell anybody?!

Do you have any idea what my life has been like?

He can stay till he's better, but that's it.

Who cares about Patrick, eh? He's a bad boy. He deserves it.

When you were in care, did something bad happen to you?

I've had it with people round here telling me what to think, what to do.

-You didn't care when I was young, you don't care now.

-Oh, just get out!

KEYS JANGLE AND DOOR OPENS

-So you keeping me here, or what?

-Up you get.

HE EXHALES

-Everything all right?

-Aye, fine.

You've had us worried sick.

Just check and sign.

Let's go.

We were worried something had happened.

My ma's been climbing the walls. I didn't know what to say to her.

Wait, you didn't tell her anything, did you?

No, it's not my place to tell her.

-Right, because I don't want anybody else to know.

-I know.

They said they found you lying unconscious on the street with drugs on you.

-I was just letting off a bit of steam.

-The copper said that they were really worried about you

-and had to phone the doctor.

-Right, well, I'm all right now, aren't I?

-Aye, right you are.

Look, what are you trying to dae to yourself, man?

-Do you know where this is?

-Well, aye, but...

-Can you take me there?

-What for?

-Oh, forget it. I'll go myself.

HE EXHALES

What did you get me for Christmas?

Socks. Does it have to be socks?

-It's easier to remember.

-But it is so not me.

I mean, when would I ever buy anybody socks?

Right, so what do you want it to be?

I'd buy you aftershave, maybe something classy.

A moisturiser with added vitamins

and, I don't know, maybe kelp.

-Kelp?

-Yeah, it's a seaweed.

Seaweed to put on your face?

Forget it.

Do you have a classy aftershave?

-What does that matter?

-Everything matters, every detail.

Well, if you mean the stuff that they keep locked up

in glass cabinets, no, I'm always too scared to ask for it.

We have less than eight hours before we have to go and get interrogated.

Cassie, it's only the Home Office, it's not MI5.

Oh, my God, you so don't get this.

One tiny slip up could kill me, do you understand?

I could be sent home.

Do you not think that's a bit of an over-reaction?

And you could go to court, maybe even have a jail sentence.

Maybe they'll send me to Guantanamo Bay, eh?

Please, listen carefully.

I need you to go have a good look around

for a serious head,

and then I need you to put it on right away.

You really don't make it easy

for people to like you, do you know that?

SNORING

It was only supposed to be a couple of nights, not a couple of weeks.

Well, you couldn't have him sleeping in that car.

But he's treating this place like a doss house.

I'm already fed up cleaning behind him.

It's like having another teenager.

SNORING

Well, Drew seems to like it, though.

He's all starry-eyed with his rock star trick. Smarmy git.

If he's like Elvis, it's the one that works down the chip shop.

Oh, it's good for Drew, having his dad about, though, isn't it?

Oh, aye, he's such a fantastic role model.

Right, you!

-What?

-Up!

Ah, morning, darling. Milk and three sugars, eh?

And would you like the full breakfast or the continental?

Oh.

Ambushed. What have I done?

Nothing - literally nothing.

Except lie about here like a stuffed panda.

-I thought you were looking for a flat.

-I am. It's just...

Well, truth is, I'm a bit short on the readies front.

-And that's my problem how?

-It's not easy getting around

-without cash for petrol.

-Tell you what, take my bank card

and you can go rent one of those stretch limos.

-I'm serious, I'm skint.

-So am I! And I don't care.

Get yourself a move on and find somewhere else,

before you end up on a park bench.

So it's the day of reckoning, then.

How do you mean?

For your boyfriend Walter Mitty.

You told me his medical results were supposed to be in today.

I've marked it on my calendar.

You mean you've been keeping tabs on him?

A clean bill of health and he's out that door.

Oh, and you just can't wait for that, can you?

I think I've been more than fair letting him stay this long.

You know, anyone would think you were enjoying yourself.

The man is still recuperating.

If we throw him out on the street again it could cause another attack.

I'm just letting you know,

so you can pass the good news on to your pal.

Oh, I see.

Well, I am afraid I won't be responsible for

your lack of compassion, Molly.

You can do your own dirty work.

Are you going to tell me why we're here?

Look, mate, I cannae just sit here all day.

Look, it's fine. Like I said, I can do it myself.

If you'd just talk to me! I don't even know what I'm doing here.

Is this got something to do with what happened to you?

Does the guy stay here, is that it?

That's what I'm trying to find out.

And then what?

-Patrick?

-I don't know, all right?

What if we see him, what you going to do?

-Just leave it...

-And let you get yourself in even more bother?

Gonnae stop acting like my social worker?

How did you find out where he stayed?

I went back to the care home.

So that's where you broke into?

I needed to see Anderson again.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

Is that him?

Is it him?

HEAVY BREATHING CONTINUES

-Patrick, are you all right?

-Drive.

-Patrick, are you...?

Go now!

Well, your test results show that you're making a good recovery,

and your blood pressure's down, so keep up the good work.

Well, that's something, at least.

It's what we experts call good news.

And it is, thank you.

Anything else?

Oh, I think my present needs go beyond the medical.

I suppose this is to do with the rumours I've been hearing about.

Who needs a grapevine when you've got Molly as a cleaner?

Never takes long for the tongues to start wagging.

I know what it's like to be a target of their tiny minds.

But they'll soon get bored with you.

Marriage problems are...

If you'll excuse me, just a bit of fleeting gossip. Me?

Despite my innocence, I'm still the local monster.

Lock up your children.

There are people you can speak to.

Thank you, but there's nothing can be said that can change anything.

Well, choosing isolation won't help.

It chose me a long time ago.

I've got some studio work lined up in a couple of weeks.

What, you mean recording?

Aye, nothing fancy. Just backing singing, but it's worth a few quid.

If I can rustle up the funds to actually get there.

Still, cool nonetheless.

Aye, but you've got to have money to make money.

Still I'll figure something out.

Hang on!

Prepare for death.

Oh, damn!

-You are good.

-You're slow.

Hey, on the tour bus nobody could touch me.

-You were on tour?

-Aye, all over Europe.

I'll tell you about it sometime. I've got some photos somewhere.

Great days, made me feel like a star.

Ach, well, I'd better go

before your mother's hit man tracks me down.

Da, wait a minute.

-What's this?

-It's just some money I had stashed. It'll help you a bit.

-Oh, I wouldn't want to be tapping into your savings.

-It's fine.

Jenny gave me it for a new game, but it's not released yet.

You can pay me back when you're done with the studio.

If you're sure.

You're a star!

You all right now?

Patrick?

I'm fine.

I don't know what happened, there.

It's all right.

It was just...

Seeing him again after all this time.

It's only natural.

I thought I could confront him about what he did to me.

Make him admit it to my face.

-And then what?

-I don't know, I didn't get that far.

I mean, what's wrong with me? Why can I not face him?

It's just the shock of seeing him again.

How can I still be scared of him after all this time? It was like...

..I was a kid again.

You can't handle something like this on your own, mate.

You need help, folk around you.

I told you, I don't want anybody else to know.

-But folk are on your side.

-It's just you that knows,

and I want it to stay that way.

What about my ma? She's worried sick about you.

I think you should tell her the truth.

She's guilty enough about putting me in that home in the first place.

But she knows something's going on.

I think she would want to be involved.

If this gets out, everything changes for me, right?

The way people think of me, the way people see me.

Like I'm...

..infected or something.

-You've got nothing to be ashamed of.

-Have I no?

None of this is your fault.

I knew it was wrong.

I let it happen.

-There's nothing you could have done.

-This stays between you and me.

I cannae have folk round here knowing.

Fine, whatever.

It's rather ironic, don't you think, you working in a charity shop.

What you on about now?!

Given the way you're treating a sick man.

Hardly what one would call charitable.

Sick man! There's probably been nothing wrong with him all along.

-DOOR SLAMS

-What's he after now?

I asked him to come and give us an update.

So how did it go?

Not the best of news, I'm afraid.

Oh, dear.

Did they say what was wrong?

A lot of complicated words, but the upshot is a dicky heart.

I'm to avoid stresses and strains.

-Why don't you sit down?

-They gave you pills, I suppose?

-Yes, she gave me a prescription.

-What did she put you on?

It's usually Cortadol they give you for that sort of thing.

Cortadol, that's the one. I haven't had time to get to the chemist yet.

Don't you think that's a wee bit strange,

given that I take Cortadol for my arthritis?

-Well, I'm not exactly sure of...

-You're lying.

No, I think maybe...

You're lying. Like you always do.

There's nothing wrong with you, is there?

Is there?!

I want you out of my flat now.

I'm sorry, Liz.

Oh... I'm glad you're safe,

I really thought something bad had happened to you.

-Well, I'm all right now.

-I'm glad to hear it.

It's just...they telt me you'd...broke in somewhere.

Aye, I had...

I just had nowhere to kip.

So I was...

just looking for somewhere to put my heid down.

You broke in somewhere just for that?

Er, aye.

Patrick, I know when you're lying to me.

-I'm no'.

-Was it somebody's house?

-No...

-Did you rob somebody?

It wasn't like that.

Look, I just... I had to sort things out, all right?

That's how you sort things out, you rob somebody?

He never robbed anybody.

Why you always have to think the worst of me?

You really need to ask, after everything you've put me through?

Aye, it's funny how bad I turned out,

considering I had such a happy childhood(!)

-Aw, now we're getting to it.

-You're the one accusing me of being a liar.

Runnin' aff, getting arrested and all that -

you're just getting back at me!

Why is it always about you?!

After everything we've done for you, Patrick.

We took you in, gave you a family, we got you back on your feet,

and still you lash out at us like this?

I've had it.

-What do you mean?

-I'm sick to death of it, Patrick.

Away and sort yersel' out and don't come back until you do.

-What, so you're throwing me out?

-That's exactly what I'm saying.

-Ma...

-No, no, Bob, it's fine.

Do you want to know where I went? Do you want to know where I broke into?

-Patrick, come on, man...

-I went back to the care home.

He went back to the care home? Why did he do that?

-He'll have to tell you, Ma.

-Bubba!

Patrick...! Wait.

-She didnae mean what she said.

-She meant what she said.

She's just wound up. Talk to her when she's calmed down a bit.

I don't even know why I bothered coming back here.

-You don't mean that.

-There's nothing here for me.

Look. If she knew the truth, it'd be different, she'd want to help.

You reckon?

I'm broken, mate, there's something no' right up there.

Maybe I've always been like that.

Maybe that's why she got rid of me, I don't know.

I'm not going to stand by and watch you chuck your life away.

I'm not going to do anything stupid, all right?

So what ARE you going to do?

I'm going to go. Right?

I need to speak to Angel. She doesn't even know I'm here.

-And then you'll come back to mine?

-Aye!

VIDEO GAME NOISES

-CAITLIN:

-Where's Pete?

He's out.

He's maybe away hunting for a flat.

You don't think I was a bit harsh earlier on?

You, harsh(?) It's no' in your nature.

I was thinking about what you said.

Since Pete got back,

it's like he's really trying. Especially with Drew.

Aye.

Well, in some ways...

Drew, I'm sorry.

What is it, what's happened?

He gave Pete some money.

He what?!

I knew there was something up. Is this true?

It's my money, I can dae what I want.

How much?

50 quid.

-He took 50 quid off you?

-It was my decision!

And it never dawned on you that you were just being stupid?

He's got a singing job coming up.

A singing job?

Right(!) I've no' heard that one in a while.

All right?

Hey.

-You OK?

-I'm fine.

Sorry, I should have texted.

You've been gone two weeks.

What do you want, Patrick?

Er, I...

..came to pick up my wages.

Wages...

I didn't...

get them before I left.

And that's...it? That's why you're here?

I really need the money.

Right.

-Right. Your money.

-NOTES RUSTLE

Here, take it.

-There you are. When was the last time you had something to eat?

-Whit?

Eat. Scran.

I'm no' hungry.

Well, I am, so you can watch me. Come on.

Hound Dog.

Sorry?

How d'you rate its chances?

Oh, I see. No, don't know the first thing about horses.

What a name, though, eh?

It's almost like fate. Don't you think?

That's not very scientific, is it? Aren't you supposed to study form and stuff like that?

If I've learned anything in this life,

it's that horses are like women.

You can love them -

but you can't predict what they're going to do next.

You know... sometimes I think

you've time-travelled in from the Middle Ages.

-What?

-You can't talk about women like that.

-Like what?

-Comparing them to horses.

Oh. So you can predict the ladies now then, eh?

Hardly.

How's the single life going, buddy?

I think you'll find that's my business.

Oh... Here he is. Busy flat-hunting(!)

Hey - Human Rights Act.

I'm entitled to a coffee break.

When you're no' stealing food from the mouths of weans.

-Or the money for their savings.

-He knows he'll get it back.

And there was me thinking, "Aw, in't that lovely?

"Watching them together, like a father and a son."

And all the time you're working him from the back!

He gave it to me. It was his decision.

I know how you work with your smarmy ways, remember?

-He'll get it back.

-Right now. Give it here.

I don't have it.

What you done with it?

Stuck it in the bookies' pocket, I suppose?

I told you. I needed it for petrol.

I knew as soon as I saw you something like this would happen.

Well, there's your stuff.

You can take your chances on the street from now on.

I think maybe you could teach me a thing or two.

Me?

You seem to have handled your situation better than I have.

Oh... Wouldn't say that.

At least you've got a place.

Me, I'm...officially homeless.

I don't suppose you know anyone that's got a spare room...

No. Sorry.

What's my favourite food?

Chinese. Especially prawns.

My mother's name.

Andrina.

Andrea. It's Andrea.

My first pet.

And can you TRY answering with some enthusiasm?

You're supposed to be a newlywed,

filled with the joys of married bliss.

Right... I'm sorry, but can you stop doing that?

What?

Picking away at me like I've got fleas.

Well, it wouldn't surprise me, with your grooming regime.

Aw, I'm sorry I don't have a "grooming regime".

I'm sorry that I'm no' full of "married bliss",

I'm no' your perfect man, I'm just me.

Right...

Well, that was honest.

I cannae be what you make me.

I've got to try and be myself, otherwise they'll just

-see straight through it.

-You're nervous. Oh...!

Just stick to the plan and learn all the answers to all the questions on the list I gave you.

-You just don't get it, do you?

-What?

It's OK to be nervous. I'm nervous -

especially with you falling to pieces like this.

See, there you go again. Putting me down -

no matter what I do, it's never good enough, is it?

What do you want, an award for effort(?)

That's...

HE SIGHS

Your first pet was a dog called Toto -

and I don't blame him for running away.

There you go.

I was...sorry to hear about Stella leaving.

Aye. No' sorry enough, but.

You don't need to be like that. I know how much having a wee ready-made family meant to you.

Ellie... Can we no' dae this the now, eh?

Whatever. Just being polite.

Eat.

Look, think about it.

Going round there, getting in the guy's face -

what's that going to achieve, eh?

I just thought if I could get him to admit it, then...

..all this would go away.

And what? He's just going to apologise?

Look, I can't...sleep.

I can't stop thinking,

remembering.

Memories on a loop...

I can still feel all of it.

The only way it gets better is when...I'm out my face.

And what happens when that stops working, eh?

When you get used to the drink, and the drugs,

and then you end up having to take too much?

I know what I'm doing.

You were unconscious, mate.

-Even the coppers were worried about you. They had you on a watch.

-I was fine.

They didnae think so.

That's why you need to talk to somebody

before this really gets out of hand.

Are you all right?

-HE BREATHES FITFULLY

-Patrick!

HE GASPS

You cannae go on like this, mate.

I'll be all right.

You need to go and see a doctor or something.

I'll be fine.

It's just...talking about all of that.

Look...

Why don't you come to mine? Get a shower and a proper kip.

I told you...

I cannae sleep.

Whatever.

I'm no' leaving you like this. Come on.

There you are.

Oh, dear,

So tell me -

when exactly is the world going to come to an end?

-I'm not in the mood, Cass.

-SHE SNIFFS

Ohh...

Oh, that bad, huh?

The gym said you were having a time-out.

What happened?

Patrick came back.

And...?

Nothing.

He just asked for his wages.

I hate to part with money myself, but...

-I don't usually end up like this.

-It's not funny.

I can see that, I apologise.

I just...

I thought we'd stand a chance

if he could just pull himself together.

All I can say is good riddance.

He's done nothing but cause you pain - who needs that?

There's something going on with him, I just... I can't reach him.

Tell me about it.

I'm having trouble with Angus too -

-suddenly he's like this rebel without a cause.

-Really.

Is he normally prone to teenage tantrums?

He like, just walked out on me.

I don't think this is really on the same scale, Cass.

Point taken,

I'm being selfish again, I'm sorry.

As you were saying.

I just don't want him to do anything stupid.

I thought you were over him. Who cares?

I don't want to see him getting hurt.

Do you usually end all your relationships like this?

Aww...!

Give it time.

Patrick will come around if he knows what's good for him.

Not that you're...wrapped up in him or anything.

ANGEL SIGHS

Ohh...

Shouldn't you be at work?

Things are quiet the now.

Who you texting?

Er, Angel.

Thought you were working.

Er, couldn't face any more - Serge can handle it.

Let me know if I'm interrupting.

What's to interrupt?

Your blues. Some guys like to be alone with them.

-Feeling sorry for themselves, you mean?

-And are you?

Feeling sorry for yourself?

What's it to you?

There's a chance that I've been there. Many, many times, bro.

Voice of experience, is it?

I know this much. It hurts like hell.

And it's not going to get any better.

Not for a long time.

Maybe never.

Thanks, mate, that's really cheered me up.

Might as well be realistic about it.

-You! A realist?

-I know, unbelievable, right?

I just thought it might help to know that

what you're feeling isn't unique.

I'll leave you to it.

It's OK. I don't mind if you join me.

Well... You can't drown your sorrows with a half pint.

What you having?

Found this. It's a helpline. Look, there's a phone number.

No, I couldn't talk to them.

Mate, look, they could talk you through everything.

I said no.

They're dealing with folk like you every day.

What you doing? Right, I said no!

I cannae do it, all right?

-It's all right.

-I cannae have anybody else finding out.

It's all right, mate, I'm sorry.

I know you're trying to help me, but...

I'm going to go and put my head down for a wee bit, do you mind?

No bother. On you go.

Er, a bottle of beer, mate.

-Have you not got this Home Office thing this afternoon?

-I do, aye.

Will you not need a clear head for the questions?

I'll be fine by then.

-Ya beauty!

-Hound Dog?

THEY LAUGH

Elvis is looking after me!

-What's the occasion?

-Freedom!

-Freedom from what?

-Women.

And his horse just came in 8-1.

-Nice one.

-Come and join us.

Er, no, you're all right, I'm just in for a quickie.

-There's no speed limit round here.

-Come on, sit.

-What you having?

-You're all right, pal.

Come on, I insist,

and you can teach us the finer points of being young and free.

Although, technically, he's married.

Oh-ho!

A pint, then.

Patrick, I wonder if I might just have a moment of your time?

Patrick!

Patrick! You need to see this.

Patrick!

I've had to shut up the shop.

What's the matter?

I don't know, Jimmy.

-I've got a terrible feeling.

-About what?

What's that?

It's a letter from Patrick

he sent me from the home, you know, when he was 12.

You shouldn't be looking at that.

What's brought this on?

He went back there, Jimmy.

-To the care home? What for?

-That's what I'm saying.

Why would he do that after all this time?

He's maybe just got himself in a state or something, I don't know.

Or maybe we don't know the whole story.

-About what?

-What if something bad happened to him when he was there,

something terrible?

What difference would it have made?

-There was nothing you could do.

-It makes all the difference, Jimmy!

When I finally read this letter,

I thought it was just some wee guy missing his mammy.

What if it was a cry for help?

Right, this one, this one. What's her favourite animal?

Annie likes tigers.

Raptor. When she looks in the mirror.

You're actually doing this for real? You're actually being interviewed?

-Later on the day, aye.

-And you're sitting here sinking pints?

Aye, show her who's boss, that's the game.

It's not like that. I just needed some time to myself.

I once went in search for myself.

There I was,

in the bookies!

I still want her to pass the interview, though.

She's actually...all right.

Special, eh?

-I never said that.

-Ah, not as young and free as we thought.

-Smitten.

-Ah!

-Hey, I'm still here, aren't I?

Who's that?

It's all right.

-Right, out, now!

-What're you doing here?

Stopping you from doing something stupid.

-Come on, man, I know he's a dealer!

-You keep it down. You get out!

-You've not gave me my gear yet.

-No, he doesn't want it.

-Just give him his cash back and we'll be on our way.

-Get out!

Get out!

You cannae go on like this, Patrick.

-What's your problem?

-You don't need that.

You've got no idea what I need. That would have got me through today.

-And what about tomorrow? And the next day?

-I don't care.

You've got no idea what it's like for me.

I'll get it from somebody else.

Look, Anderson's still working with weans.

What did you say?

He's working with homeless weans.

How...?

I found it on the internet.

He's working with weans the same age as what you were.

This is...

You need to stop him, mate.

I cannae.

You know I cannae.

We need to find a way.

This...is too much.

Look, we'll do it together. Find help.

Look at what this is doing to you.

You came back for your family.

And now you're going to throw all that away. For what?

Some worthless filth like him?

You were on your way back to us, Patrick.

Don't let him stop you.

I've got one, I've got one! What dress size is she?

-Annie's an 8.

-Ha! She told you that?

-How the hell am I supposed to know that?

-I can tell at a glance.

What about her, then?

Size 12.

Would you mind keeping your sexism to an acceptable level?

Honestly, let me know when you lot discover fire.

THEY LAUGH

Sorry, Robbie.

Well, this is predictable.

Uh-oh.

Oh, dear.

You'll excuse me if I don't enter into your tedious sitcom.

Hey, we're putting him through his paces for you.

Sorry, I forgot to text you.

Are you drinking?

Mm... Nope.

That one's not on the list.

Right. I'm just going to stand over there, OK?

What is this, your big bid for freedom?

I'm just unwinding, being myself.

You'll have plenty of time once I'm gone.

Where are you going?

You mess this up for me, I'm out of the country within a week.

-I didn't think it would be that quick.

-Angus!

This is real.

I'll be back in New York within a week

where I'll have to wait to appeal six months.

And then maybe I'll never get back here, so...

..we'll maybe never see each other again.

SHE GULPS

Anyway, um, if I've been overbearing, I'm sorry,

it's only because I really wanted this to work. So...

-HE SIGHS

-Hang on.

Right. Let's go.

Right. Where to now, my friend?

-I'm heading home.

-Great idea.

We'll get a carry-out, some cans, some food.

My treat, all on Hound Dog. Come on.

Onwards, to freedom.

So, what now?

I don't know.

I don't know what to do.

There's other ways, proper ways...

You could phone that place.

-They'd be on your side.

-Aye, to my face.

But I'd know what they're thinking.

Nobody would ever blame you.

I do.

I blame me.

I cannae...tell a complete stranger.

It's just humiliating.

But this isn't just about you any more, mate.

Where are you going?

I just need a bit of time on my own.

Don't worry, I'm not going back for more.

Here, take this.

DOOR SLAMS

Alasdair!

Where are you going?

I'm sorry, Liz. You heard what Molly said.

I've booked myself a B&B.

Still, no reason to leave like this, sneaking away.

I thought it would be for the best. I was going to write.

It's just not fair.

Molly was right this morning.

I should never have lied about my state of health

for the sake of keeping a roof over my head.

Staying would only cause you pain, Elizabeth,

and I won't be responsible for that.

But I can promise you one thing. You haven't seen the last of me.

I'll hold you to that.

I'll be in touch soon, I promise.

DOOR CLOSES

Hey-ho.

-Dates, birthdays, wedding, parents' birthdays?

-Got them all.

My favourite children's book?

The Cat in the Hat.

-It's OK.

-No, you're fine.

HE SIGHS

We're going to smash this.

-DOOR OPENS

-Mr Lindsay?

HE SIGHS

What do you want?

To say thanks, really.

What for?

For helping me finally to see.

I don't get you.

Over the years, I've lost sight of it all, really.

Oh, I had my excuses, and at the time, they seemed justified.

But I was wrong.

I shouldn't have done what I done.

Maybe not. But, in a way, it woke me up.

Got me thinking about all those kids I should have helped back then.

So why didn't you?

I knew there was something going on, where I worked.

And I chose not to investigate, to put a stop to it.

I was scared. I didn't have the courage.

So you're just running away again?

No!

No, not this time.

I'm going to contact the woman

who's been hounding me all these years.

I've always blamed her for everything, but it was my fault.

So you're going to see her?

I'm finally going to listen to her.

I've been scared for too long.

Sometimes all I have is running away.

It doesn't lead anywhere.

Except in circles back to where you started.

And before you know it, there's a lifetime gone,

and you're still running.

Comes a time

where you have to just stop, turn around and confront the thing.

Or else you'll end up with nothing but regret.

MUSIC: A Big Hunk O'Love by Elvis Presley

# Hey, baby

# I ain't askin' much of you... #

Elvis pelvis shuffle!

# No, no, no, no, baby. #

Listen, learn some of these moves

and the ladies will be flocking to your door.

I thought we didn't need women in our lives.

Sometimes they're required.

If you know what I mean.

THEY SNIGGER

I know exactly what you mean.

To the ladies!

And to us.

Two bachelor boys on the ran-dan.

-We're going to have some great times, you and me.

-Are we?

-Mm!

We need each other.

Do we?

Mm.

I'll always be here for you, mate.

Whenever you need me.

And you'll be the same, right?

Oh, aye, yes! I will, yes.

Great.

I'll go and get my stuff from the car.

HE LAUGHS

First proper kiss?

Erm.

SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

That's a bit personal. Erm, but it was on our first date.

He walked me home, very old-fashioned, and we kissed.

I walked her home after our first date.

And I was nervous, like a teenager.

But I still went for it, like.

Second time was at a friend's party.

I know it's going to sound very cliched but...

..when I saw him, I just knew.

It was at a friend's party.

-HE GULPS

-She was stunning.

I couldn't see anyone else in the room.

MUSIC: Are You Lonesome Tonight by Elvis

Will I just put these in the room?

HE SNORTS

Aye.

Sure, no problem.

His favourite holiday destination would be Spain...

SHE GULPS

Spain, I think, um.

We haven't had time for a holiday yet.

Well, we haven't actually been on a holiday yet

what with running the business. But I have always fancied New York.

My mother's name's Andrea.

Phew...

Mother-in-laws, I try my best to forget!

It's, erm...

Can we come back to that one?

I was born in New Jersey.

I'm not sure she's actually said.

New York, probably.

I used to play hockey in high school.

No, no, she's not really the sporty type.

Just hear me out, please.

I'm really sorry for how I've treated you.

Right.

I know I've been really hard to handle.

Understatement!

Look...

I've been going through something really dark.

I've been running my whole life.

I've had enough running.

Can you tell me about it?

It's really hard to talk about. HE SOBS

There is nothing you could say

that would ever make me feel differently about you.

Back when I was in the care home...

..something happened to me.

One of the care workers...

..he interfered with me.

Oh, Patrick.

Christmas, yeah. Um, he got me a lovely dress

that I had my eye on forever.

And I got him an expensive aftershave...

and socks.

I know, cliched, but he likes them.

I bought her a dress, cost me a fortune.

And she got me some aftershave, I'm wearing it now.

Oh, and socks.

Classy socks.

Bob? It's me. Um...

Can you get me at Scarlett's?

Cheers.

DOOR OPENS

What did she say?

Well, she said that she sees absolutely no reason why, um...

SHE LAUGHS ..we wouldn't be successful!

-Oh, get in!

-Oh, God, we did it! Thank you so much.

-Can I ask you a question?

-Shoot.

How come somebody with your class has to pay for a husband?

-SHE GIGGLES

-I'd be queuing up.

You don't know me very well, do you?

Usually when guys really get to know me, they, you know, run.

-When they find out how bossy you are?

-I am not bossy!

I'm...determined.

Oh, right, is that what they call it in America?

Anyway...

What about you?

Got the ladies all lining up for you?

-Maybe I'm just too picky.

-Ah, so I should be flattered you picked me?

That was the dosh.

It was purely financial.

That was...nice work.

Just for show.

Of course, just for show.

I was never good at... saying how I felt.

Even when I was wee, I talked too much

and it used to get me in trouble all the time.

I remember.

"Just gie us peace," that's what you'd say.

-Patrick, I never meant to...

-I know, I know. I'm not blaming.

There's been enough of that.

For too long...I've always needed somebody to blame.

I'm really sorry I was never there for you, Patrick.

I'd like to say that it's OK, but I can't.

It was never OK what happened to me.

I'd be lying there at night and knew what was coming.

Because he had a routine.

Oh, Patrick!

No, I need to say this, right, it has to be said.

You were never there for me.

No-one was.

Just the night...

and him.

Not even me.

It's as if I wasn't even there,

like I was pretending to be somewhere else

cos that was the only way I could...

HE EXHALES

I kept thinking that you were going to come back for me.

Every day was going to be the day that I saw you.

I'd go back and get you now if I could. I wish I could go back now.

I wanted to put it in a letter, what was happening to me,

but I was worried that he would read it.

I thought what I put in, it would have been enough.

I couldn't bear to open that letter.

Maybe if I had...

I can't pretend with this, Scarlett.

I don't want you to, Patrick.

There's nothing that can be done about it now.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Maybe this thing just cannae be fixed.

I can only fix what's happening the now.

I'm here now.

We can fix the future.

Whatever you want me to do, Patrick, I will be standing right beside you.

This is your family.

Back when I was in the care home,

I was always running and hiding.

And I'm still doing that.

So are you going to phone that place?

I need to do something.

I cannae be running the rest of my life.

This will need to all come out, in public, all of it.

I don't care.

Folk can think what they like.

We'll fight this thing, together.

You got that number there?

I need to speak to somebody.

My name's Patrick. And...

..I was in care.

And I was abused.

My brother, he offered me a job. What else can I do?

Follow your dream, man.

Speak to her. She told me not to say anything.

Just cos I'm pregnant, you're going to forget everything,

you're just going to forgive me. Course not! You still hate me.

If you love her, walk away right now.

Brodie. He's like a feral dog.

He doesn't think things through properly before he acts.

Murdoch!

-I don't trust him.

-Pack your stuff. We're leaving.

Kelly-Marie, she cannot leave.

You know who I feel sorry for? That wean that's coming.

Going to grow up without a da.