24/01/2017 River City

When I get my hands on Belinda, she's going to pay.

Nobody takes a pop at me and gets away with it.

You've been playing about with that tramp?

You've let me down for the last time.

If I'm majority shareholder, he can't do a thing.

I'll sign. You do know it'll get nasty now.

Greig's always been such a great husband.

Maybe some men aren't cut out to be good dads.

Remind me again why you're still single?

Haven't found the right woman, I guess.

At least in the army I had a purpose.

Private contracts?

Between Libya, Sudan, Syria.

Between me and you, my inbox is full of offers.

Some people can go for a run...

without turning it into a race.

Yeah, when were we ever some people?

-Huh. I almost had you that time.

-Aye, right?

I thought you might have let yourself go, now you're a civilian.

Yeah, well, you never know what's around the corner, that's all.

Meaning what? Oi.

Come on, you better keep moving. I don't want you seizing up, old man.

Come on.

DOOR CLOSES

Dad, later on, can you give me a lift? Please.

HE GROANS

Did you hear me?

You know, there's this thing called public transport.

You know, there is this thing called minding your own business.

Oi! Mind your manners.

He's not minding his when he's telling me what to do.

Andy's part of the family,

-so just watch your tongue, thank you.

-She didn't mean it.

So am I getting this lift or not?

Do what Andy says, use public transport.

-Oh, come on, Dad...

-You didn't think when you invited half of

Glasgow's teenagers round to my house for a party,

there wouldn't be consequences?

-Oh, hi, Andy.

-Lorna.

Don't forget we've got Annie and Alex coming for drinks later.

Eh? Can we not just do that down at the pub?

At least that way, we could make a sharp exit.

-If we're here, we're trapped.

-This is not pleasure, it's business.

Alex might think he's God's gift, but he's got connections,

and he might be able to find you a job. Yep.

Well, I'm not a charity case, thank you.

No, but you are an unemployed case.

Can I join in?

You can be having pizza in your room with Katie.

Right, well, that's that. Andy, you're here tonight as back up,

just in case I get bored to death.

I kind of made plans to meet a friend.

-A female friend?

-No.

What, an imaginary friend?

It doesn't count. You're here with us tonight.

Well, if you put it like that, how can I refuse?

As soon as you find out anything, you just let me know, OK?

I mean ANYTHING.

-Look, we'll talk later.

-DOOR OPENS

At the talking to yourself stage already?

-It's all downhill from here.

-What do you want?

Your help.

-I hear you've been making enquiries about Belinda Roberts.

-Who?

When are you going to stop playing the hopeless invalid?

Whenever you stop playing the hopeless detective.

Just share what you know and we'll find her quicker.

Tell me something, did I miss the bit where I owe you a favour?

Lenny...

Sorry, trust issues.

I don't blame you.

What's this?

I don't know, kids today, eh? You feed them, you clothe them.

While you have been lying here, trying to remember who you are,

your son, Alex, has taken control of Murdoch Enterprises.

You are no longer the majority shareholder.

Easy, you all right there? Do you want me to call the nurse?

Look, I'm not working against you here, Lenny.

We don't like each other, so what?

I've got a job to do, I'm doing it.

You've got a better chance of finding her if you let me help you.

Suit yourself. I'll leave that with you.

You know where I am.

"You never know what's around the corner," that's what you said.

-All right, what is this, Question Time?

-Tell me.

All right, you know that job offer I told you about?

-In Syria?

-Yeah, security consultant.

You turned it down.

You didn't turn it down.

Look, I know what I'm good at, all right? It's just not this.

-You haven't given THIS a chance.

-Fair point.

Can we talk about United or Carl Frampton or something else?

This job, it needs someone with nothing to lose, and that's not you.

You've got two kids and a beautiful wife.

Yeah, but how do I feed this beautiful family?

-I take it she doesn't know, then?

-No, and I want it to stay that way.

You take this job, after everything you've put her through...it's over.

We'll see.

Look, man, I'm sorry. I just don't want to see you get hurt.

What, here or back over there?

I'll catch you in a bit, yeah? Oh, listen, tonight...

don't be late.

Oh!

Rushed off your feet, are you?

I'm having my quiet time.

Could you come back in a couple of hours?

You really want to give Gary something else to whinge on about?

What's it to you?

You are supposed to set a good example to the rest of the staff.

I set a great example.

Even on a bad day, I dress better than the lot of them.

Sure you do.

Take that back!

And what is the plan for tomorrow night?

-Eh?

-Burns Night.

The plan is to completely ignore it.

Listen you.

You did this when you were a teenager and split up

with your first boyfriend.

Stop feeling so sorry for yourself, it's pathetic.

I wouldn't mind another coffee, actually - milk, no sugar,

a wee bit of toast wouldn't go amiss either.

UPSET: Dad!

-Frankie?

-SOBS: Dad...

-Frankie, are you all right?

Frankie, what's happened, love?

-Frankie, what's happened?

-He tried to take my phone.

-Who did?

-A boy.

-Did he hurt you?

-My arm.

Where did he go? Stay there.

Do you want your eyes back?

I must have just missed him.

-Probably for the best, he was massive.

-Is that right?

Well, see, if you see him again, you come and tell me, all right?

Come on, let's get you home.

See, that's why I don't take public transport.

You never know what's going to happen.

You all right?

Just fully extend the arms. That's it. Nice.

You all right? Aye.

Just checking if I can I leave the keys to the garage with you?

Just...take two minutes here, mate.

Have you got your Community Payback again today?

What do you think you'll learn today? O Level house breaking?

Higher bank robbery?

Aye, well, you got your degree at the big hoose, didn't you?

Aye. A Masters.

-What have they got you doing?

-PHONE BEEPS

Cleaning graffiti off the walls or something?

No mate, it's just a meeting.

HE CHUCKLES

Something you want to share with the class?

No. This lassie, Lana. She cracks me up.

-I can tell.

-And she's gorgeous.

Oh, aye... I thought you liked them older, but.

And she's into football, like really into it.

So this lassie's gorgeous, into football and into you?

Nah, there's got to be something wrong with her.

Aye, well, she's an Aberdeen fan, but that's where she stays.

Is this one of your MatchSwipe things?

Are you going to actually meet this one in real life?

Or is she not that keen?

This is how it works. You chat for a bit, get to know each other.

So for all you know, this Lana could actually be Alan,

the lorry driver from Coatbridge.

Because a lassie like her would never be interested in

-a guy like me?

-Let me see.

-I'm not saying it's impossible.

-Give us the phone! Catch you later.

Bye.

There we go.

I made it with extra sugar. It's good for the shock.

Thanks, Dad.

You're welcome, sweetheart.

So he just went straight for the phone?

Ye-yeah. I screamed and he dropped it, and ran into the station.

Did you get a good look at this guy?

Me? No. No, lucky for him.

My phone's wrecked. I'm going to need a new one.

You asked us for a new phone last week.

Yeah, but now I need one.

Yeah, we can't have her walking around with that.

There's some good deals in town.

Or I can just pop in to a repair shop?

But it's rubbish.

Repairable rubbish!

You can maybe get a new phone for your birthday.

You never know what might happen, eh?

-You're not working, Greig.

-No, I'm not, and why's that again?

We might be covered by the house insurance.

You know what, Frankie, it probably wouldn't do any harm if you took

a few self-defence lessons. I mean, I don't mind teaching you.

-Are you joking?

-Yes, because Frankie just LOVES being told what to do.

When it's dad that's asking, I don't mind.

-When do you want to start?

-This afternoon?

Better not mess, Mum.

You never know what I could do when Dad's trained me.

Just try to spin around a bit. Geez!

-HE SIGHS

-Cheers.

You should be in your bed.

What are you - a priest or a nurse?

Sometimes I wonder.

Have you thought about what I said?

-I've thought about it.

-And?

I think you should worry about all the old grannies that come

to your morning mass, Father. Let me worry about me.

-Hm?

-DOOR OPENS

Oh, there she is.

What do you think you're doing?

Sorry, but he says he's leaving whether I help him or not.

Oh, and you just do as you're told, do you?

-I'll be seeing you, Lenny.

-Father.

Don't worry, this is just a precaution, hospital rules.

They've got me a stick downstairs.

I don't understand. You're getting out today?

Didn't they say you'd need to be in at least another week?

Yeah, well, I guess, I just suddenly didn't fancy it.

You discharged yourself?

They said they couldn't stop me and they were right.

Hey...

I'm a lot better now - more energy, more strength.

That's a good thing.

I do...I want you to get better, but...

Look, I've been looking at a few places

and there's this beautiful rehabilitation centre

near Loch Lomond.

It's more like a spa than anything.

Bunch of robbers, cost a fortune.

Yeah, well, I don't care how much it costs.

Amber, darlin', honest, I just want to go home.

Whatever you say.

-I can't do it.

-Yes, you can. Let's try again.

Come on. Come on.

Just remember what I told you, OK?

And your feet, all wrong.

Thank you.

Seriously, is that your best shot?

I think I've been hit harder by a feather duster.

I'm just no good at this kind of stuff.

You know, I've always had bad coordination.

So what are you going to do, just give up?

Frankie, you're smart, you're a really smart girl, OK,

but you've put yourself in a box.

Right? What box?

Because you're so clever,

you think this physical thing isn't for you.

No, I don't think that, I know that.

Yes, but that's where you're wrong. That's not how it works.

If you don't push yourself,

you don't know what you're going to be capable of.

Come on, try again. That's it.

That's pathetic.

You clearly take after your mother's side of the family.

No, I don't.

Yeah, you do - lawyers, doctors.

Couldn't punch their way out of a paper bag.

You see? Even your Auntie Annie can punch better than that.

Do you know what? Let's just forget about this, you know.

In case you break a nail or something.

Could maybe bring Katie down, she could beat you up.

-Dad!

-What are you going to do. Cry?

See, that's much better.

Hey, steady on, tiger.

One, two, three, duck. Nearly got you. Go on.

Mm-hm.

That's right.

OK.

Yeah, well, thanks for letting me know.

Cheers, right. Bye.

What?

Tell me.

The injunction worked, we spooked the buyers.

You're kidding?

They've pulled out of the deal. The care home's still ours.

I never doubted you.

KEYS IN DOOR

There you go. That's it.

-Here, take my arm.

-It's all right.

They said you could come home?

Life in the old dog yet.

They think I cannae walk.

Well, I'd be happy to make a contribution,

perhaps the Toast to the Lassies, but to be chairman...

I appreciate being considered, but after the chaos of last year,

I just don't know...

Well, I asked around and everyone seemed to think you were the

-obvious choice.

-Really, did they?

I can't imagine anyone doing a better job.

Oh, come on, you're just not trying hard enough.

Thank you, Elizabeth. That's very kind of you.

But still...

Did you hear that?

What?

Rabbie, is that you? It's him.

He's here, he's saying something...

Honestly...

It's a message...

"Tell that old roaster to stop fishing for compliments and

"make his flaming mind up!"

I tell you what, I tell you what, Suzie, if he's not keen,

look no further.

Now, that's actually an interesting idea.

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie

O, what a panic's in thy breastie!

I'll do it! It would be my pleasure.

Hallelujah!

You know, I'd really love to be involved myself.

Burns Night meant so much to my late husband, Malcolm.

Perhaps I might do a reading?

A wonderful idea.

Sorry, I've already got a few folk lined up.

But I'll keep you in mind if anyone cancels.

I'm sure we could find room.

It would be terribly remiss of us not to have Malcolm Hamilton

represented.

As long as it's not like asking Yoko Ono to sing at

a John Lennon tribute.

Oh!

How's my businesses been running without me, then?

Good.

You're not trying to keep any unpleasant surprises from me, eh?

What is it?

Did I forget to leave you a donation for the chapel roof?

Hello, Alex.

Can I have a word with your father in private, please?

Give us a minute.

Spit it out.

Lenny, if you don't let this go, something terrible will happen.

Have you got a direct line to the big man upstairs, have you?

Don't you dare laugh at me.

All right, all right, calm down.

I pray for you, Lenny. Call it mumbo jumbo if you like.

But, I'm telling you, let it go...

..or nothing will ever be the same again.

I'm warning you.

Wait a minute.

-Hi.

-Hi, sorry, I'll be with you in a minute.

Take their coats!

Huh? Oh, sorry, yes. Coats?

-Thank you.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

-DOORBELL RINGS

Hopefully that's Andy.

Oh, Lorna? Is that your famous rum punch?

Yeah. I think I've overdone it, this rum's got a bit too much punch.

Step this way.

-Andy, this is Alex. And you know Annie.

-Hey.

Everyone got a drink?

I'm on it.

Do you need a hand?

Yeah, right, what do you know about mixing drinks?

Come and tell me if this punch is too strong.

Yeah, sure.

So Annie tells me you're a big football man, Greig.

Is that right?

I said that you used to be, years ago.

Yeah. I still get to see United every once in a while.

SHE GIGGLES

What about yourself? Are you into the football at all?

Hearts fan.

So, no then.

How have you settled into civilian life, finding it dull?

Dull's just fine when the alternative is being shot at

in Syria.

I suppose you could make good money out there

being a private contractor.

It's a mug's game.

Thanks.

Wine's lovely.

Thanks.

I actually bought it for Christmas and then forgot all about it.

It's a shame you never made it back here that night.

Andy and Greig used to work together in the army.

I haven't left, on a desk job.

Best thing, really.

He couldn't hit a cow's behind with a banjo when he was firing a gun.

Let's not talk about firing guns tonight, eh?

What do you want to talk about, then?

Andy, you always have funny stories?

Well...

None that you can actually tell in public.

I mean, everybody's talking about me.

Of course they're not.

Why did you have to turn out gay?

If you'd have been straight, you'd have saved us both a lot of bother.

Speak for yourself, I'm good.

So he's not been back?

No.

Maybe he got the message.

Pete wouldn't get the message if you stapled it to his big toe.

I could always have a word with him.

Man to man?

And why is that funny?

-DOORBELL RINGS

-I've got something for you!

I think you'll like it.

In fact, I think you'll love it.

-I'll go and...

-No.

-What the hell are you...?

-Coming through!

Hey!

What are you playing at?!

Well, first I thought, curry, then I thought Chinese,

then I thought, why not both of them?

Hi, Gary, good to see you.

Be a pal and warm up some plates, would you?

I want you out of here!

Is this because of the whole, you know, with Scarlett?

That's ancient history, I've been thinking about it -

we live in the here and now.

Beat it. Or I swear to God...

Sure, sorry, sorry... Bung that stuff in the fridge, will you?

BEAT IT! GET OUT!

I think he might be on something.

Hey, come here.

PHONE RINGS

Mr Murdoch. Have you had a change of heart?

Do you want my help or not?

I'm listening.

There's something not right about her.

Belinda? I could have told you that. What else have you got?

She's not who she says she is.

Nobody's any idea where she came from. I mean, nothing.

-What does that mean?

-Work it out for yourself, Sherlock.

That's all I know.

All hell breaks loose, now we're a bullet magnet,

heavy fire from the hillside.

So what did you do?

I said my prayers. And then this guy...

jumps out of his vehicle and runs 50 yards...

It was never 50 yards.

50 yards across open ground and then drags us into a ditch.

No way.

Listen, this fella's a much better storyteller than he is a soldier.

Truth be told, I only went after him cos he owed me money.

Sorry, Annie, are we boring you or something?

No, no. I just love hearing all these war stories(!)

Anyway, after that, poor old Andy here lost his bottle for a bit.

That's not a very nice thing to say.

-It's true.

-It's kind of true, I did.

I don't care, nice, comfy desk job suits me.

So, Greig, are you still looking for a job?

My wife's looking for me.

I might be looking to add to my security team.

I think we should get going, it's late.

-But it's not even...

-I'm tired.

OK, well...

Give me a shout if you want to talk it over.

Sure. No harm in talking.

Is that Lenny's?

Yeah, Amber's going to go to the chemist

and pick it up in the morning.

Will those make him drowsy?

No. Not these ones.

Are there any others that will make him drowsy?

I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.

Pretend a lot, do you?

What're you talking about? Are you OK?

Are you?

Yeah, I just hate all those war hero stories.

I know what Greig has put Lorna through.

You don't like him very much, do you?

Well spotted.

Is that why you never went over to Lorna's on Christmas night?

-What?

-Even though you said you did.

On my way over there, I got a call from Harry.

He'd split up with his girlfriend, again,

and he just wanted to talk about it.

I don't believe you.

Why would I lie about a thing like that?

You tell me.

I don't like the way you're talking to me.

Have you forgotten what happened that night?

Oh, my God, you're serious.

Are you questioning my alibi?

I'm just saying, if there's anything else you've forgotten to

-mention, now's a good time.

-Unbelievable.

And the next time you speak to me like that,

you won't see me again.

Don't try and turn this on me, Annie.

DOOR SLAMS Annie!

-There you go.

-Cheers.

I'm not going to take that job. I've decided to stay put.

Good. I'm relieved.

Are you?

So what settled it for you?

It's like you said, I'd be a fool to risk losing what I've got here.

Well...

I'm going to make a move.

-Safe home, dude, eh?

-Thanks.

Thank you for a lovely evening.

Thanks for coming.

Night then.

So does it still work its magic, then?

You hearing about me being all heroic?

Tell you what would be heroic - if you help me with the washing up.

SHE GIGGLES

Get yourself into that bedroom now.

Shh... We'll wake the kids.

What were you thinking, bringing him back?

He was coming home with or without me.

If you're trying to prove that you love him more than I do,

-you don't need to bother.

-Grow up.

I thought we were on the same side here.

Another cup of tea wouldn't go amiss.

Oh, and by the way.

That fancy rehab Amber was talking about yesterday.

-Very thoughtful.

-You could still go. I'll drive you myself.

I'm sure they'd make your tea just the way you like it.

I think I'd prefer to stay here, keep an eye on you.

In fact, if you're at a loose end...

Which I'm not.

Bring me the books in, maybe I can bore myself to sleep.

I need a new phone.

And I need a new car.

What do you expect me to do?

Why don't you get a part time job

and then you can pay for it yourself.

What, like in a shop or something?

That's what I was doing when I was your age.

-Exactly, look how it turned out for you.

-What did you say?

All right, you two. That's me out of here.

-Dad.

-What's up?

Can we get my new phone today?

I'm sorry, I can't, I'm meeting up with Alex later on.

Dad, you promised.

Don't rule anything out.

Alex might be a prat, but he knows everyone.

Dad.

Do you know what, Frankie?

Why don't you and your friends speak face-to-face for a change, eh?

There you are!

How familiar are you with the Bard of Ayrshire?

The what what?

Rabbie Burns.

I've never met him.

Of course not, he died over 200 years ago.

I know who he is. He wrote poetry and that.

It's all rather last minute, but we're having

a little Burns supper this evening, here in the pub.

I think I might be washing my hair when that's happening.

I've put you down to do a reading.

What?! Away you go.

Caitlin, it's one thing to appreciate poetry on the page,

but to recite it to an audience,

that's when it becomes a living, breathing thing.

Aye, well, this living, breathing thing's just not up for it.

I know that, behind that feisty exterior, you're scared. So am I.

But I know you can do it.

Show them all, let them see what you're capable of.

Or... Wash your hair. Up to you.

DOORBELL RINGS

Somebody want to get that door?

Hello!

-Hi.

-How's the patient? Through here, is he?

Wait...

There he is! Oh, you're still looking awfully peaky. Not to worry.

We'll soon put some colour back in those cheeks.

Hi, I'm Suzie. We have met before, but you probably don't remember.

I should probably apologise for the way I behaved toward you at

the hospital, I wasn't myself.

Bless.

All the drugs they had me on, confusion doesn't even cover it.

You poor soul.

It wasn't just you, all the doctors and nurses, they got it as well.

In fact, they're probably throwing a party.

But you are making progress?

Physically, yeah.

Memory wise, you know, bits and bobs.

I still don't remember us two going out.

I see. Right. Is that it, quite finished?

-I'm sorry?

-OK, so I'm not one to bear a grudge.

-Neither am I.

-Glad to hear it.

I may have told a white lie here and there,

but I'm not in your league, am I?

Eh?

Everybody else has bought into it, haven't they? Good for you.

I'll see myself out.

You can't kid a kidder, Leonard.

Hi.

Hi.

Greig's not actually in right now.

I know.

You want to come in?

Is that OK?

Why wouldn't it be all right?

Where are the girls?

Shopping.

-Do you want...?

-No, no, that's OK.

-I...

-Greig's... Sorry.

You first.

I really think Greig's turned a corner.

He's really finding his feet.

Oh.

Well, I'm glad it's all working out for you, Lorna.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's hard.

Pretending. I think it's best for everyone

if I just stay away completely.

No. You don't need to do that.

Yes, I do.

-Cos seeing you...

-Andy, he's my husband...

What?

Nothing.

What?

He's lying to you.

The job in Syria...

..until yesterday, he was still going.

No.

It's true.

He turned that down weeks ago.

I pretty much talked him out it.

-So...

-Why did you tell me?

Cos I love you, Lorna.

Just go, please.

I'm sorry.

All right, eh? Guess who just said yes to meeting up?

Judging by your stupid grin, I'm going to say Scott Brown.

No, Rod Stewart. Oh, no, wait, I've got it, Robbie's Ma?

-Shut up!

-Hang on, it's not your football-loving stunner from

-Aberdeen, is it?

-Aye.

We're meeting at the Oyster tomorrow. Do you want to come down?

I want you to see her.

Are you worried in case she gets violent,

after coming all this way and seeing you in the flesh?

You don't need to say anything.

In fact, definitely don't say anything.

So you want me to watch, like a stalker?

Aye, pretty much.

-Aye, all right, sounds good. Looking forward to it.

-Cool.

-Yeah.

But...

Cheers.

I'll let you get back to it.

You're stalking a bit there, like.

Hi, it's DI Donald here.

Yeah, I'm looking at a background check for a Belinda Roberts,

and it seems to be incomplete.

It's the 13th of the 6th, '83.

OK, well ,just get back to me as soon as you get anything.

Thanks, bye.

-I deserve better than this.

-You do.

But he's been doing this for years,

-I don't know why you're so surprised.

-What?

Do you not understand, that Greig's been lying to me?

He's thinking about leaving.

OK!

Well, how did you find out?

What does it matter? Andy told me.

Why?

How should I know?

And when was this?

What's this got to do with anything?

You need to tell me what the deal is with you and Andy.

What are you talking about?

When Greig was away, he was around here an awful lot, wasn't he?

Annie, listen...

No, I have been listening, Lorna, and I've been watching.

And I'm your big sister, and you have never been able

to keep a secret from me.

I need someone who can assess a situation,

identify potential threats, that kind of thing.

What sort of threats are you talking about?

Well, if your name's Murdoch, all kinds.

Ever think of changing your name?

So, it's more a bodyguard you're after?

Close protection, that sort of thing?

Not exactly. You'd be based at the club. Working nights.

Supervising the door team, keeping an eye on CCTV, that sort of thing.

Head bouncer, you mean, yeah?

Well, head of security, that's the job title.

Now, I don't know what you got paid in the army,

but this is what I had in mind.

I'll have a think about it.

Of course. Take all the time you need.

HE HUMS

Who are you calling scared?

Caitlin, I was just thinking about you.

That I'd fall on my face, make a clown of myself?

Quite the reverse, I think you'll find.

I'm not stupid and I'm not scared.

Why don't you take a pew and we'll look through it together?

Or are you...?

No. No, I'm no'. Right, come on then, Rabbie.

I wish Ellie was here.

Maybe you'd be hassling her and not me.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Alasdair says you're doing a reading tonight, fantastic idea!

I'm not talking to you. Beat it.

I always said you'd be a great performer.

-No, you never.

-Well, I was thinking it.

Mark my words, this could be big for you, really big,

set you off on a whole new path.

I'm terribly sorry, but we really need to...

This year, Burns in a boozer, next year - a one-woman show at the

Fringe, the year after that - Broadway, baby, Broadway!

Caitlin McLean - singer and raconteur.

You're not coming.

What you talking about? I wouldn't miss it for the world!

You're not coming! Pete!

I cannot believe you offered him a job, he treats my sister like dirt.

It's just business.

Yeah, well, I don't want him anywhere near us,

what bit of that do you not understand?

Why do you hate him so much?

I do not hate him, OK?

-Don't put words into my mouth.

-OK, I'll change the subject.

Please do.

Have you thought about what I said about Lenny?

You have got to be kidding me.

Have you got any idea what you're asking me to do?

I'm not asking you to poison him,

just tweak his meds to make him a bit more...docile.

Docile? What do you think I am? A vet?

You just have to drop this, OK? It's not going to happen.

I could be struck off. My whole career just gone, like that.

All right, OK, then let's consider the alternative.

We do nothing and Lenny - who's asked for paperwork by the way -

starts nosing around and finds we've taken his company from under him.

You could lose the surgery, we could lose everything,

our whole future together, that's if he doesn't kill me first.

It's just for a little while. He's never going to know.

Annie...

-Annie.

-OK.

OK. We'll do it.

DOOR OPENS

I'm home!

Alex has just offered me that job, so he has.

Oh. So you're not going to take the one in Syria, then?

Sure, I turned that down. You know I did.

You liar.

All this time you've been hedging your bets,

keeping your options open.

You promised me we were going to be a proper family.

We are. I'm here, aren't I?

What did they do, did they call here?

Did you get this from Andy?

When were you speaking to him?

Is this a regular thing now?

-Secret meetings, talking about me behind my back?

-No.

Andy cares about you. I care about you.

And what about Andy? How much do you care about him?

Always sticking up for him. I mean, look at last night.

-You're being ridiculous.

-Am I?

Because I know he thinks the world about you.

Well, at least someone does.

Sorry, am I interrupting something?

I'm going to go for a drink with Annie.

And you're going to watch Katie.

Cheers, mate.

You know, if she stands you up,

I'm heading over to the Ship for Burns Night.

Why would she stand me up?

-I'm sure she won't.

-So why did you say that, then?

-A wee joke.

-Well, it wasn't funny.

Sorry, mate. I'm just nervous.

Well, that's one word for it.

You know, I don't think caffeine's what you need right now.

You might be better off with a camomile tea

-or a nice relaxing slice of cake.

-No, thanks.

You got another one of these?

Eh?

Bank card. It's been declined.

What?

Did you and Mum have a fight?

It's nothing anything you need to worry yourself about.

Who says I'm worried?

I fight with her all the time.

That's not actually such a good thing.

Is she off to see Andy?

Why would she do that?

I shouldn't have said anything.

Frankie, I'm your dad, you can tell me anything.

I don't like him.

Why not?

-Why do you think?

-Frankie, would you just spit it out?

-Don't get angry with me.

-I'm not. I'm not, sweetheart, I'm not.

She didn't mean it.

She didn't mean what?

They got close, didn't they, her and Andy?

Yeah.

How close?

I need to know.

OK.

It was probably nothing, you know, just one of those things, but...

..a couple of months ago...

I saw them kissing.

Mum and Andy.

It wasn't a friendly kiss either, it was a proper kiss,

and it went on for ages.

Dad. What are you doing?

Dad. Dad.

Hiya, mate.

Yeah, I was just wondering what you were up to.

If you fancied a pint down at the Ship?

Cool, I'll see you there.

Just remember. None of this is your fault, OK?

What happened?

I said I'd pay for her train ticket cos she was skint.

-No, you didn't.

-Aye, I did.

She sent me a link to a website, some last minute,

cheap deal kind of thing.

And you paid by your bank card

cos there's no way possible way that would have been dodgy?

I'm an idiot.

Idiot's a strong word. Clown, eejit, soft touch, aye.

How much are we talking here?

I didn't have much money to lose cos I've been missing work doing

-my Community Payback.

-Silver lining.

My account's been frozen, my phone's been barred.

But do you know what the worst thing is?

You're a skint single man,

-that's been dumped by a non-existent girlfriend?

-No.

I really liked her.

What's wrong with me?

I'm only joking.

You've just not had much luck recently.

It's like someone stuck a sign on my back telling the universe to

-give me a good kicking.

-Aye, that was me. Sorry.

Listen, I can't do anything about the universe,

but I do have a spare phone if you want it.

Cheers. That would be great.

-And maybe not put MatchSwipe on this one, eh?

-Not a danger.

Me and online dating, we're done.

Going to give these to my mum.

Some hae meat and canna eat

And some wad eat but want it

But we hae meat and we can eat

So let the Lord be thankit.

-How did I do?

-Not bad.

And now, without further ado, let me introduce Robbie Fraser who's

going to sing A Man's A Man For A' That.

Join in if you know the words.

# Is there for honest poverty

# That hings his head an' a' that

# The coward slave - we pass him by

# We dare be poor for a' that

# For a' that, an' a' that

# Our toils obscure an' a' that

# The rank is but the guinea's stamp

# The Man's the gowd for a' that. #

-You think he's going to say anything to Andy?

-I don't know.

Maybe you should say something.

I had a feeling you'd go somewhere local.

What are you doing here?

I just fancied a drink with my wife. Is that strange?

No sign of Andy yet, no?

Greig...

# And a' that

# Their tinsel show, an' a' that

# The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor

# Is king o' men for a' that... #

One more time!

Here he is.

What's going on?

You tell me, Andy, mate. Come on, tell me.

Nothing you want to talk about?

Nothing you want to get off your chest?

-No, there's not.

-Greig, don't...

-No, go on.

I'm sorry, mate, I don't know what I've done.

I saved your life.

You love telling people all about that.

Greig, let's go home and talk about this. Just you and me, eh? Please.

How was it you described Lorna to me yesterday? Beautiful?

Mate...

I mean, she's an easy woman to fall in love with, I'll give you that.

-Greig, listen...

-No, you listen.

You kissed my wife in front of my child.

What else have got up to?

-Greig, please don't.

-I'm not going to fight you.

Suits me. Would you get off?

Right. You need to leave.

I should have let you die when I had the chance.

You want to hurt people, go and do it somewhere else.

Lorna.

Dad. What happened?

Can you go to your room, please?

-Why?

-Just go to your room!

-Greig.

-He was my best friend, Lorna!

I know.

I'm sorry.

You didn't really want me to come back in the end at all, did you?

That's not true. Every second of every day...

Are you in love with him?

I said, are you in love with him?

All I want

and all I've ever wanted

is for you and me to be together and to be a family.

Then why can't you answer my question?

I could so easily have let something happen, but I didn't.

I left a job that I love for you.

I came back for my kids,

-and this is the thanks I get?!

-Thanks?

Why should we have to thank you for being here?

You should want to be here, Greig.

Can you not see how I'm trying?

With the kids and with Frankie, trying to connect with them?

And what about Katie?

Have you been doing much connecting with Katie lately?

I love that kid.

But see, what you and her have together...

I'm just always on the outside.

It's not my fault that you chose to be in a war zone

over spending time in the same room as her.

Greig, I don't want to give up on us.

But if you're going to make Andy your excuse for walking out on us?

If you're going to give up on 20 years of us for one kiss?

That's your decision.

I fear the interruption has rather drained the evening of its

convivial atmosphere.

It's like a wake for someone nobody liked.

Ah, well, I never got put to the test.

Maybe it's for the best, eh?

Tell me I haven't missed it.

You're not meant to be home until tomorrow!

Nice to see you too.

Come here!

Sorry to interrupt, but are you going to do this or not?

Go on, show 'em what you've got.

I was asked to do a reading, but...

well, I think I'll do this my own way.

On yersel, Caitlin!

# Ae fond kiss

# And then we sever

# Ae fareweel... #

Didn't I tell ya? Didn't I tell ya?

-# Alas, for ever. #

-Aye, you told me, shush!

# Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee... #

-Beautiful!

-Mate!

# Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. #

Voice of an angel.

Come, we'll go get some fresh air.

# Who shall say that Fortune grieves him

# While the star of hope she leaves him?

# Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me

# Dark despair around benights me. #

If you leave,

then there's no coming back, do you understand?

It's over.

What's going on? Where are you going?

Tell her.

TELL HER!

Tell her that you're choosing a war zone over your family.

Dad?

# Had we never lov'd sae kindly

# Had we never lov'd sae blindly

# Never met-or never parted... #

Dad, I'm sorry!

I'm sorry, I should never have said anything.

It's not your fault.

Whatever happens, please just don't give up.

It's not just a case of giving up.

We need you here, I need you here.

It just isn't something I expect you to be able understand right now.

I'll send you a new phone in a couple of days.

-Stuff your new phone!

-Frankie!

I hope you die over there.

This is your fault. You did this.

-No.

-You and Andy.

Oh, has this not worked out the way you were hoping?

-What are you talking about?

-I know why you told him.

-I told him because...

-Because...?

What did you think was going to happen?

Did you think maybe I was going to get thrown out?

Maybe take Katie with me and it would just be the two of you?

Oh, I get that you love him.

But that's how much your father loves you.

And at least now you know.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Can I help you?

-He's expecting me.

What's going on?

Close the door on your way out.

-I'm here to see Greig.

-He's gone.

Where?

I don't care.

I'm sorry.

Hey, it's not your fault.

Yeah, it is.

I should never have fallen in love with you.

The furthest any record of Belinda Roberts goes back is 16 years.

She changed her name?

More like somebody changed it for her.

What do you mean by that?

Lenny, her file's been sealed.

So...

She must've done something really bad.

It means that you and your family are in real danger.

Yeah?

We'll see.

-This isn't what it looks like.

-Really?

You open your trap and blab to the polis about me,

you'll live to regret it.

Can anyone tell me the way to Montenegro Motors?

I'm just worried about Madonna.

It's been going on for weeks and you never even noticed.

-Maybe we should be a bit more.....open.

-Open to what?

Well, hurry up and open it. So, what's it say?

I made you a cake to celebrate.

Little Drew all grown up.

Jules will be here soon.

Yeah, wouldn't want her to get the wrong idea.