14/06/2011 River City

Look, I had a problem with your guy.

He was a bit disrespectful.

I'll sort it out, and we'll move on.

Are you remembering I've got my chemo today?

-Aye, of course I remember.

-Couldnae face it on my own.

It's the last time.

You've got to start looking and acting legit.

And you've got to listen to this man to do your job properly.

Everyone, we're going with the Brazilian float.

CHEERING

-Did he threaten you?

-See, that's where you're wrong.

-He's on my side.

-Even worse!

I owe you an apology.

This is great, the idea is great.

Ar-r-riba!

Aye-aye-aye!

EXCITED CHATTER

Oh, hi.

Big day the day.

Well, today's just the rehearsal.

Sunday's the actual par...

Oh, Jimmy.

Today's the day you get Scarlett's results, isn't it?

I'm sorry. Listen, I'm sure everything's going to be fine.

-Aye. Think positive, eh?

-Aye.

Right, darling? Raymond's coming round for you today.

He'll take you to the Tall Ship and Eileen will look after you.

Because Daddy's got to take Mummy to the hospital.

DOOR CLOSES

Just brushing Goldilocks's hair, here.

PHONE RINGS

Better get this.

This isn't a good day for me.

I'm no saying I'll no do it but...

Aye... I said all right.

-Who was that?

-Ah, nobody.

Well, it was a driving job. Casual, for the day.

-I hope you said aye.

-Not exactly.

-But I suppose I could nip over and rearrange the time, eh?

-I'll be fine on my own.

I'm coming with you today.

-But Jimmy...

-No matter what.

Thanks.

Sorry. It'll all be clear in a couple of hours.

-You got anything on today?

-Nope.

So you'll be able to help with the float?

It'll be fun. And, erm...

I may have said to your dad you could lend a hand.

Really? You think that's my idea of fun?

-A day spent with my dad bossing me about?

-Yep.

MOBILE RINGS

-Who's that?

-No, off. Off, off, off.

It's probably my other girlfriend.

Right, well, we're doing a parade through the streets at six.

Just locally before the proper one on Sunday.

A bit of a dry run for the day.

Oh, man, it's going to be brilliant. You don't want to miss it, Fraser.

Fraser?

So, is Eileen all right about taking her the day?

Course she is. She just had a few last minute things to do for the festival.

Don't worry, Madonna's in good hands.

-Where's Jimmy?

-Just trying to sort out a driving job.

He'll be back in time to go to the hospital with you?

Aye. See you later, darling.

Come on then, wee one.

Today is the day that we find out if she's clear of the cancer.

I've got to be there with her.

And I have an important delivery.

Here's the boss.

-What's going on?

-I need the van for a wee job the day. A delivery.

Where's Ross?

After last week's disagreement we came to a parting of the ways.

I only like working with people who won't let me down.

All right, I'll do it.

But no right now.

I thought you'd understand. This is Scarlett we're talking about.

-So you want me to delay the delivery?

-Aye.

I could do it. Why not? It's just delivering boxes, right?

Look, I see you as the bossman. No the grunt.

Yeah, well, if Jimmy's busy, I don't mind helping out.

I cannot tell you how much I appreciate that Fraser.

See, Jimmy? That is the kind of management I like.

Not too proud to roll up his sleeves, eh?

I think I'll let you keep your hands clean, Mr Crozier.

I'll delay the delivery till three. You be there OK?

-OK.

-But I...

Don't worry, son.

We all have our role to play.

Hey!

Problem?

No.

They're gorgeous.

Sit down, try it on. Go on.

Oh...

Here, they're quite heavy.

I hope Lesley can cope with this.

You need good balance, don't you?

Hey, Robbie, bring the wings over.

No, hold it there! It's a bit much me dressing up as an angel.

Aw, you suited that.

Er... Did I detect a bit of mild flirtation going on there?

Jack?

I don't believe it. Jack interested in a woman who's not half his age?

Could this be a sign of encroaching maturity and commitment?

I didn't think so either.

You'd run a mile if you thought she'd leave Murray for you.

Just shows how much you know.

I said if you were uncomfortable with me working with Jack

I wouldn't do it.

Who said I was uncomfortable?

I just saw you looking over there.

We were just carrying on. It doesn't mean anything.

-Gina, I don't have a problem with you working with Jack.

-Right.

It sounds like you want me to.

Of course I don't want you to have a problem. I just don't want you reading into things.

Oh, Gina, get over yourself.

I've more important things to worry about today than you, Jack and Robbie having a laugh.

Right.

I don't know how to make these.

Pins, we need pins. You should go back to... Get off!

My hair... I'm covered in feathers!

Can you give me a lift back?

I don't see why I couldn't have just done the job.

I didn't say anything.

Just don't get in too deep.

You don't think I'm man enough, do you?

I never said that.

Boys - sorry to keep you waiting.

You know, I can handle anything you throw at me.

Good to know, son, I'll bear it in mind.

Right, once this clown here has dealt with the merchandise,

you should get on your way.

Get in.

Did you think it was going to be a couple of boxes of fake tenners?

This...

This is a completely different ball game, son.

Just drive.

No sign of it at the community centre.

They promised they'd be here by midday.

-Should I give them a ring?

-What's this?

-The litter that Lesley's supposed to sit in for the procession.

-Litter?

Like a chariot. You know, four strong guys carrying her.

It's more Egyptian than Brazilian but it'll be good fun.

Oh, come on darling, crack a smile. Strike a pose!

I feel stupid enough as it is.

Hold yourself like this.

If you're bothered about Gina working with Jack, you should say something.

I'm not bothered. I'm fine.

-Course you are.

-People think I'm controlling at the best of times.

Gina's always saying I try to run Fraser's life.

I don't think she'd be too impressed if I dictate who she can spend time with.

Yeah, with good reason. I mean, her and Jack...

I know.

I want her to be with me because she wants to.

Not because I don't allow her to be with anyone else.

I want her to be happy.

I'm sinking not waving up there, Eileen, I'm telling you.

Madonna wants to do some baking, Stuart needs his nappy changed, and I should be behind this bar.

I can manage down here.

Tell her how you feel.

Some women quite like a bit of masterful behaviour.

Oh!

Get back in that kitchen, woman.

Don't believe a word of it, mate.

-Just drop me here.

-Drop you?

-Aren't you going to do the delivery?

-I'm going with my wife to the hospital.

What am I meant to do with the van?

Just park it where you normally park it, outside Conways.

I've got a spare key.

I'll pick it up on the way back.

-What, just park it on the street? With all the...?

-Aye.

No, look... This is my van. It's got the company name on the side of it.

I thought you could take anything McCabe threw at you.

-I could come with you.

-No, I'm fine.

-And where have you been?

-I told you I'd get back.

-What about the job?

-I've delayed it for a wee while.

-Oh, Jimmy, are you sure?

-Work's important.

-Good luck, hen.

I told you I would get my priorities sorted. And you're top of them.

-See you later.

-See you.

Watch where you're going.

-Careful!

-All right, Gina!

-Where's Lesley got to?

-She's supposed to be here by ten.

-Eh, Jack... The litter's arrived.

-Brilliant!

We need to get you guys to try it.

-Make sure you can lift it without Lesley falling out.

-Eh?

What?

I think there's been a bit of a problem with it.

I'll just finish this bit and then we'll be done in five minutes.

Looks nice on you.

No. I didn't order cat litter.

But that's what I'm staring at right now.

It's gone where?

Well, we need it here today.

Thanks.

What?

It's been a mix-up. It's gone to the wrong address.

Can we not get it back?

Not in time for dress rehearsals, no.

So, where's this chariot then?

Cat litter. There's been a mix-up.

It's just such a shame. It was going to look great.

-She'll just have to walk.

-Then she won't be head and shoulders above everybody else.

Is there nowhere else we could get one from?

It took me long enough to get that one.

I know a guy who used to do props for panto.

-I could ask him.

-Would you?

I'm on it.

All is not lost, eh?

Thank goodness for Murray, eh?

Yeah, yeah.

You OK?

I feel like a bit of a pin cushion. And apparently Doctor Yule's clinic's running a wee bit late.

They like to keep you hanging about, right enough.

We'll get the results soon enough.

And you don't have anything else that would do?

It's a real emergency.

Yeah. Right.

OK, thanks.

What about a joiner?

Maybe they could knock something together.

It's just a chair on a couple of poles, when it comes to it.

Is this about getting a litter or are you trying to outdo Murray?

-Two guys fighting over Gina!

-I am not trying to get one over on him.

I just don't want our hard work going to waste.

MOBILE RINGS

Hiya.

A sedan chair? Brilliant.

How much?

Oh, I see. Right.

I'll maybe get back to you in the ten minutes.

Thanks. Come on.

-I'm sure it'll be fine. It's an emergency after all. See you.

-See you.

OK, we got a sedan chair. It's a bit pricey, but we can...

-Oh, Jack, Murray's already got one!

-Maybe mine would be better.

This one's already decorated and it's been used for panto

so it can take the weight.

-D'you know the best bit?

-Tell me.

-He got them to give it to us for nothing!

-The man is a genius!

Hardly. I'd better go check on the transport.

You were brilliant. Saved the day.

Now, where's that Lesley got to?

It's not going to be any use to us if we've got nobody to sit on it!

I'll give her a ring.

-Ding-dong! Round two?

-You bet.

Mrs Pearson?

-You OK?

-Aye, aye. Of course.

I'll get us a cup of tea. Looks like it will be a while.

MOBILE RINGS

Jimmy?

Fraser... You know how you wanted to impress McCabe?

Well, now's your chance.

Scarlett's appointment's been delayed, so you'll have to do the drop.

-Fraser, can you come and help drive?

-Shh, shh...

-Can you hear me?

-Yeah, I heard you.

It's quite straightforward. You go to the old Chesney buildings,

on the road to Airdrie.

They'll be looking for the van. Just make sure you get the money

before you give them the gear. You got that?

-Fraser!

-Yeah. I got it.

Just be on time and don't mess up.

Hi.

Hey! Amber, where's the stuff?

Whoa! Stop! Stop!

-What's wrong?

-What's...?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You said you didn't have a job on, so Murray needed transport

-to pick up the sedan chair for the parade.

-Where's the boxes?!

Upstairs in the living room.

Fraser, they'll be perfectly fine.

-What the...?

-Thanks for the use of the van.

I never said it could be used. And you never even asked.

You were on the phone, it was urgent.

-Well, I've got something urgent on.

-Since when?

-Since that phone call.

-Don't blame Amber. I needed transport.

So the two of you think you can just take my van?

-I've got a business, I had an important order.

-It's a few boxes!

-Don't tell me what's important!

-Fraser...

-Butt out.

-Not if you're blaming Amber.

Murray, I'll handle this.

Look, you said you had nothing on.

So the van'll be back in half an hour.

-What?

-Do you know what? Just don't interfere in my business.

I needed that van. Now get on your mobile to whoever's driving it and get them back here now!

-You're such a kid, Fraser.

-Er, now!

That's perfect. See you at five.

OK. Next!

Och, pet, it's a wee bit big, don't worry, we'll get you sorted.

-Do you want the bad news or the bad news?

-Murray's sedan chair's fallen through?

You know how Lesley has to be carried and she's nervous about falling out?

-She's a worrier, it won't be a problem.

-And we told her not to do anything stupid

like breaking an arm or anything?

-Yeah...?

-Do I really need to spell this out?

-What, she's broken her arm?

She's got labyrinthitis.

She can't move without throwing up, so she's pulled out. We don't have a carnival queen!

-It's just one thing after another.

-Ding-dong!

Oh, don't you worry, darling, I'll sort it for you.

Even if he has to dress up as a bluebell girl himself.

Scarlett Mullen?

Right...

Guess what? I've been asked to be queen of the carnival.

Lesley got sick.

You do know you've to wear a headdress like a vice

and stand in a rickety carriage getting pulled about by dafties like Charlie?

-And we both know he can barely walk in a straight line carrying a tray of drinks.

-Don't listen to her.

-You'll look amazing, I promise you.

-So, you'll do it?

Why not?

-Has she seen the costume?

-Yes, I've got it here.

Is that it?

Well, no, there's a back bit that we're going to attach that will billow behind you.

-But there's no skirt over the front.

-There's not much of a top, either.

So you'd see my legs?

Great hair, fancy make-up, you'll look stunning.

-No. I don't think so.

-What?

Feathers, sequins, headdresses, carried about on a shoogly carriage by incompetent men.

I'd give it all a shot. But show my pins to the public?

No, sorry, you're on to plums.

So, how are you feeling now the chemo's come to an end?

Er, well, just a wee bit tired now and again, you know?

Well, you've certainly been through it, haven't you?

So, I've got the results of the bloods and the scan.

The scan is completely clear and your tumour marker blood tests are all fine.

That's good, isn't it?

The initial operation removed all the cancer cells we could see in your ovaries.

The chemotherapy acts as a kind of belt and braces job

to ensure there's no rogue cells about to cause any trouble.

I was told I'd less than a 50-50 chance.

All cancers are different, it can be difficult to predict an outcome.

But we're very happy with how you've responded to treatment.

So, are you telling me, I don't have cancer any more?

As I said, the scan is clear and your blood tests are all normal.

So are you giving her the all-clear?

We prefer to wait five years before bandying expressions like "all clear",

but I think you should feel very positive about the results today.

We've caught this quickly, there's been no complications.

We'll keep a close eye on you, of course, for the next few years.

Initially you'll be tested every two to three months, but if I were you, I'd go home and celebrate.

Oh, Jimmy. I can't believe it!

Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much.

We're looking for a carnival queen - I think it could be you.

I can't believe how tall you are!

Your mammy will love this!

He's on his way back.

-Look, I'm sorry if I was a bit...

-Mean? Bad tempered?

-I'm under a bit of pressure at the moment.

-What?

Just the guys I'm looking for! Major emergency.

Carnival queen can't do it, got someone else though.

-Think the costume will need altering, right away.

-Wow.

-Come on.

-What about Madonna?

-Can you look after her?

-No way.

Fraser, it's not a big ask. Eileen's upstairs, just take her up there.

-But I'm waiting on the van.

-I'm only asking for two minutes.

Who have you got to replace Lesley?

-Someone that will knock the socks off everyone.

-And win round two?

-You got it.

See you later, Madonna.

See you.

Take it easy for a bit. You'll still feel tired after all the treatment,

but you can get back to your normal life as soon as you feel fit enough.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Sorry.

Thanks, Doctor.

-Scarlett?

-Oh, Jimmy.

-I can't take it in.

-Me neither.

I'm so happy.

I'm so relieved.

-I know.

-But it's more than that.

It's like...

It's like because of it, we've got to make the most of life. Like we've been given a second chance.

We've just got to be so... grateful for what we have.

I am, darlin'. I am!

So there's nothing I could do.

But the van'll be back any minute, and I've got the box safe.

Look, just give me a call back when you get this message, hey?

Madonna, leave those!

Hey!

Did you take any?

Did you put any in your mouth?

Oh, there she is. Thanks for keeping an eye on her.

No worries.

Hello!

Oh, my goodness, you're so heavy! You're so big!

Right, what is this big surprise?

Ready...

You know, Jack, we really don't have time for this.

Ta-da!

-What do you think?

-Think?

I think we should have done this all along!

-Robbie, you're perfect!

-I knew it!

-So I've saved the day?

Absolutely!

You're a star.

Obviously, I'll look so much better when I've got the full regalia on.

Right, come on, let's make you even more gorgeous than you already are.

And then we'll unveil you to your adoring public.

-You go straight in. I'll be right behind you.

-All right.

'Look, just give me a call back when you get this message, hey?'

Listen, everyone, I think this calls for drinks all round!

'Madonna, leave those!'

CHEERING FROM THE PUB Fraser!

Fraser!

Madonna!

Madonna!

She was fine, then she was a bit sleepy, and then she just fell over.

-Darlin', can you hear me?

-I don't think she's breathing properly. We should call an ambulance.

-Is Raymond's car outside?

-Yes.

-I need to borrow it.

-Shouldn't we just call an...?

Please can you just go downstairs and get him?

-Please, hurry. I'll see you in the back stairs.

-OK.

-What have you done?

-I haven't done anything.

I heard you on the phone. What did she take?

I don't know. I thought she was just playing with the bag.

Get them. Get them!

-Give me a couple.

-Honestly, Jimmy, I didn't think she'd take them.

Get them out of there.

Where am I meant to take them?

Phone McCabe. Get another delivery.

And get that gear out of the Ship, move!

Are you going to go and see the parade?

I'm sure Madonna will want to.

But I just fancy a wee celebration at home with the family.

Give Kelly-Marie and Wee Bob a ring.

I'm looking forward to that call, let me tell you.

Cheers.

And now for the unveiling of our new carnival queen!

CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYS

Jimmy, what's happened?

I don't know. Get in.

Oh, Jimmy,

-she's turning blue!

-Scarlett, I'm so sorry.

Keys, Jimmy.

-You took your time.

-I got here as fast as I could.

Just stop it, eh? I saw you in the pool room, you're all over Gina.

-She's not interested.

-You sure about that?

I don't think you are, or we wouldn't be having this conversation.

What? You going to punch me?

Just tell me, do you actually care about her?

-Yeah. Yeah, I do.

-Has she told you how she feels?

-She doesn't need to.

-You've some arrogance.

-No. I just understand Gina.

-What, meaning I don't?

Look, you're Mister Nice Guy, Mister "straight down the line" guy, Mister "I'll give you security" guy.

Me, I'm what I am. And Gina?

She likes a bad boy.

-We come from the same place.

-That's not Gina.

-Do you even know her?

-I live with her.

-But she had an affair with ME.

And if you could make her happy in the first place,

that would never have happened. You're not enough for her.

You're right, Jack. You're a bad boy.

And you know what's sad? You're proud of it.

You like the idea of a proper relationship but you couldn't do it, you'd get bored of her.

It has to be Gina's decision.

If you're what she wants...

..you can have her.

SIREN WAILS

She was fine this morning. And then she collapsed. And her breathing's all weird!

Do you know if she might have taken anything?

She was being looked after. She was like that when we got there.

-Please, wait here. I'll come and get you when we know anything.

-But...

-Please.

-Doctor!

-Jimmy!

-Look, I know you're anxious, but...

-No, no.

She might have taken something.

This could be crucial in her treatment.

What might she have taken?

-How many?

-I don't know.

Right. Just take a seat.

What's she taken?

Jimmy...

-Fraser left some pills lying about.

-What pills?

-Blues.

Fraser Crozier takes drugs?

No, no, no. I think he was...making a delivery.

-What, he's a dealer?

-No!

I don't know, it's...

-It was an accident. That's all I know.

-It's OK, it's OK. It's not your fault.

Why are you coming on all macho?

He hasn't done anything.

And now he's really going to think I fancy him.

Oh, well that'll please him.

Jack is not interested in me.

He flirts and carries on with women in a kind of knee-jerk way.

He can't help himself.

Which is why it's all the more embarrassing, you coming across like some sort of jealous idiot.

-Oh, so now I'm an idiot?

-You're acting like one.

There's plenty of other things going on today.

Madonna, Scarlett, the festival.

Why has it all got to be about you?

You've told me there's nothing to worry about.

-Murray...

-Do what you want, Gina.

I think I'm past caring.

Jimmy, calm down.

-Where is she?

-They'll come when they've got any news.

See if anything happens to her,

I'll never forgive myself.

It's not your fault! The only person to blame here's Fraser.

He's nothing but a jumped-up greedy wee git, who thinks he's playing a big man, dealing with drugs.

-I'm telling the police.

-No.

That's not going to do us any good, is it?

We're no' grasses.

-And at least he told us what she'd taken.

-Aye, after she collapsed!

Is she going to be OK?

I think it's unlikely she took more than a few pills.

At least we knew what it was so we could act promptly.

So, yes, she's going to be OK.

And there's no going to be any after-effects? It's no going to affect her brain or anything?

So, can we take her home?

We'd prefer to keep her in overnight - just for observation. To be on the safe side.

Jimmy, she's going to be OK.

-SIREN WAILS

-I'm afraid we have to inform the authorities in cases like this.

-I'll talk to them.

-No, no, it was me that spoke to Fraser.

I'll do it.

Hi, er, I'm Jimmy Mullen...

Why would she want to stay with that dullard?

-He's annoyed because he tripped over a chair avoiding the wrath of Murray.

-Stay still!

He didn't even have the balls to lamp me one.

Why do men think women are so impressed with violence?

I think he showed dignity and moral rectitude.

-Ow!

-Sorry, pin.

I'm going to tell her how I feel.

Are you sure that's wise?

I want to be with her. I can't believe she wants to stay with him. I mean, why would she?

-Er, because he's committed, reliable...

-Kind.

-Just what every woman wants in a man.

-Exactly.

I'm a much more interesting option.

What? I'm capable of committing to a relationship.

I love her.

But she loves Murray.

Careful with those pins.

If I honestly believed that, I wouldn't do anything.

But I think we're meant to be together.

Hey, guys, I think we're a bit behind.

Gina, can I have a word?

-It's like watching a car crash.

-Let's get a ringside seat.

-I'm sorry about what happened with Murray.

-You saw that?

I don't know what got into him.

Jealousy.

-Actually, I don't think so. I mean, he's got no reason.

-What if he had?

Eh?

What if he's right to be jealous, Gina?

Look, Jack,

if you think I'm still harbouring some feelings for you...

I'd be over the moon. I still have feelings for you.

I haven't been able to get you out of my mind.

I've tried, believe me.

But you and me?

I think it's kind of special.

And I think you do, too.

I want to make a go of it.

Say yes.

Look, Murray...

Dump him.

I'm serious, Gina.

He doesn't care about you the way I do.

There was loads of people coming and going.

She could have picked them up in the park, or anything.

Listen, do you mind we do this a wee bit later?

It's just that my wife's recovering from cancer and she's found it all a wee bit much today.

OK, Mr Mullen, we'll, be in touch.

Did you tell them?

You didn't tell them about Fraser?!

We don't want to attract attention to ourselves,

-especially if he's dealing with some heavy-duty gangster.

-You sound like you're scared.

Aye, I AM scared.

Scarlett, for the last six months I've been terrified I'm going to lose you.

And then, we we come out of that nightmare, this happens to Madonna.

So aye, I am scared. I'm scared I'm going to lose my family!

Jimmy, it's going to be OK.

Honestly, it's going to be OK.

Scarlett! It's all right, hen, I'm here.

I'm here... How is she?

-Is she going to be all right?

-Aye, aye.

Oh, thank the Lord.

I thought to myself, he's saved Scarlett and taken Madonna away.

God's judgment's a cruel thing.

You can come and see her now.

OK, girls, I think that's everything. If you want to go over, take your drinks and stand with the others,

I'll come over later and sort stuff out.

-How are you doing?

-Good, good, thanks for coming.

-No problem.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

I'll leave you to it.

You're kidding me on - Jack told Gina to dump Murray?

Yep. Professed his undying love.

-Can you believe that?

-Robbie...

Um, I just need to nip out for something.

Has anyone seen Gina?

And Jack? Does anyone know where he is?

Do you think he heard us?

-That's your fault.

-SHE GASPS

SCARLETT SIGHS

I'll need to pack some stuff for overnight.

-You should have a rest.

-I don't think any of us can rest, Jimmy.

Not while wee Madonna's still in hospital.

Stick the kettle on, eh?

-Aye, aye.

-Aye...

< DOOR OPENS

Scarlett?

< DOOR CLOSES

KNOCK AT DOOR

Hang on!

KNOCKING CONTINUES

Right!

Where is he? Where's that scumbag?

-Fraser?

-Aye, Fraser - where is he?

Doing another deal to some unsuspecting wean?

I'm sorry, Amber, it's been a bit of a stressful day.

-What are you talking about?

-Scarlett, is this a good idea?

Your beloved boyfriend's dealing drugs.

Don't be ridiculous.

Oh, ridiculous, am I?

Do you want to speak to the doctor who's been treating my five-year-old daughter for taking drugs

-that your man left her with?

-What?

-You heard.

-Almost time for the rehearsal, eh?

-Right.

I didn't realise what was going on today.

I just need you to know that.

I mean, all that stuff about Jack.

Did he tell you?

I know what you're going to say.

Right...

Do you know when you said I could do what I liked?

Well, it kind of came across a wee bit like...you didn't care.

Then I thought about you...

I thought about what I know about you.

Then I realised -

you were giving me the freedom to choose.

And you've chosen.

SHE SNIFFS

I know I said I'd...wear it when I felt I'd earned it, but, ach...

maybe I just had to feel sure.

What about you, Murray?

What, that? It's full of make-up for the salsa girls and Robbie!

What about Jack?

Well, you know...

..I guess I'll always be the one that got away.

No. This is where I want to be.

This is where I belong.

SHE LAUGHS

-He could have killed Madonna!

-You've clearly got the wrong end of the stick!

-Tell her, Jimmy.

He was just making a delivery.

Right, then I want to know who's behind it. Who gave him the gear?

Well, I can't believe it, I won't believe it.

-You'd better believe it, darlin'.

-He's not like that.

-We should get back to the hospital, come on.

-No, I want to stay here and see him.

I want him to look me in the eye and tell me who supplied the drugs that put my wee lassie in the hospital!

He could be hours! Isn't that right, Amber?

Fraser!

Don't get involved!

I'm out 50k, Fraser, so you'd better find it.

Fraser!

Scarlett. Good to see you!

He works for you?

Well, I'd use the term pretty loosely.

He's no' exactly been very efficient.

Oh, now, Scarlett, that's not a very nice way to greet an old friend.

My wee lassie's in hospital because of you. Because of him!

Well, if we're going to start throwing accusations...

-Is she OK? Your wee girl?

-No thanks to you.

I'm afraid my, er, workers let me down on that.

The thing is, I had a job needing done,

and I wouldn't have chosen Mr Crozier here to have done it.

No, I wouldn't normally send a boy to do a man's job.

A man's job? Are you kidding me on?

Selling drugs to weans!

We're just delivery boys, Scarlett.

-But my main man, he let me down.

-I'm not interested in excuses!

Don't worry. It's a punishable offence,

and I expect you would like me to kill the guy, no?

Because I'm pretty sure that if the man I'd sent to do the job

hadn't got himself occupied in domestic affairs,

it would have all gone smoothly.

But we've got to show a bit of compassion, don't we, Scarlett?

So he passed on the job to the boy,

and how was he to know that he'd completely arse it up? Eh, Jimmy?

Jimmy hasn't got anything to do with this.

Tell me Jimmy's not got nothing to do with this!

If you say so.

He-he wouldn't do it. He wouldn't.

Whatever you say, sweetheart.

You promised me.

Course he did. And anyway, even if he had have messed up a bit today,

I'd have overlooked it.

If only because of the history between you and me, Scarlett.

And because I know that you've been through a rough time.

I'm really glad to hear that your wee girl's OK, Scarlett.

-Did you have to tell her?

-I never told her anything, did I?

But...if you let a family issue stop you doing your job,

don't expect me to be this lenient.

And Fraser...seeing as I'm in such a soft and fluffy mood the night,

I'm going to be kind to you.

I'll give you a week. 50k, in cash, a week from today.

And don't even think about doing a runner.

Amber, doll, you'll make sure of that, eh?

Not if you want to have babies with this waste of space.

Hey, whoa! What are you doing?

Where is it? The gear.

-Where did you put it?

-I dumped it.

There was cops in the pub. I thought they were after me.

They were probably traffic cops, getting the stuff ready for Sunday.

Shutting the streets off - ya clown!

What was I supposed to do?

Jimmy was stuck at the hospital -

I couldn't just leave the van lying there with all that...stuff in it, could I?

Amber...

How did you let him get such a hold, Fraser?

That's what I don't understand.

I thought I could handle it. I thought it was just a business thing.

I didn't realise what I was getting into.

Is that where the van came from?

For once, I thought I was going to get one up on my dad.

Make a load of money and make him eat his words.

Now...?

He's going to love this.

Fraser screws up again.

Are you going to ask your dad for help?

-Will he give you the money?

-You kidding me?

To give to someone like McCabe?

My dad's so righteous he'd be the first one to march me down to the police.

You do realise that McCabe's serious...

Do you think I don't know that?

Amber, I can't risk this again.

How am I going to get that amount of money in a week?

We're going to have to work out what we're going to do.

So there's still a we?

Scarlett... Scarlett!

McCabe was winding you up.

-So you're not working for him?

-No.

-So you've got nothing to do with him?

-Scarlett...

-You know what's worse?

The fact that you think you can still get away with it. That I'll believe you!

I didn't know what else to do. Just hear me out.

I was desperate. I'd lost my job.

The bills were coming in, and you were sick.

It's my job to look after you and Madonna. I had to do something.

-So you went to McCabe?!

-No, not at first!

-I tried to keep on the straight and narrow, I did!

-How long?

-Eh?

-How long have you been on McCabe's payroll?

-I don't know.

-Days? Weeks? Months?

-I don't...

-The truth, Jimmy!

A...a month. Maybe a wee bit longer.

I just wanted to look after you.

What kind of man would stand back and watch his sick wife struggle, the way you were struggling, eh?

Worrying about whether Madonna was getting the right food or school clothes.

I wanted to save that from you. I wanted to help you to recover.

Scarlett, have you any idea what it's like to think that the person

you love most is going to be taken from you?

You want to do everything in your power to help them!

I just...I just felt helpless in the face of what you were going through.

And I just thought the odd job with McCabe...

I felt it might make life a bit easier for you.

It felt like I was doing something!

We've got enough to get on a plane somewhere. Spain or Greece...

Amber, we're both young enough to start again.

Come on, don't you want to?

Look, even if I did...

someone like McCabe,

he won't let go.

What's he going to do, follow us?

This isn't a movie, Amber.

-Why would he even be interested in us?

-Because of what you did.

Because of who I am.

What am I going to do?

How am I going to get £50,000?

I need your help here.

OK.

Stop packing.

I love you, Amber.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

Hello, this is Amber Murdoch.

I need some funds released.

No, a substantial amount.

£50,000, please.

I was told if I ever needed money I should speak to Hamish.

Can I speak to him?

Then why don't you tell him it's Amber Murdoch?

Lenny Murdoch's daughter.

And I think you'll find he'll speak to me.

I had to be with you today, what else could I have done?

What? You're saying I should have done the drop, taken the gear?

What if the results had been bad? I couldn't let you go through that on your own.

You done that the day you first said OK to McCabe.

No, no, Scarlett.

Jimmy, I asked one thing of you.

Of me. Of us.

That we could give wee Madonna a ma and a da who could hold their heads up as folk

who wanted to do their best to be honest and live a good life.

-We are, we do!

-No.

-You took the easy way.

-Easy? Easy?

You think this was easy for me? I just wanted to...

-Wanted to make things more comfortable for me?

-Aye!

Do you think I can sleep easy at night knowing what you've done?

You think that's making things more comfortable for me?

-You were...

-Sick. Aye, I know, Jimmy, but that's no excuse.

I won't let you make that an excuse.

Because if I do I let you take me with you.

I wanted Madonna to know that she had one parent that she knew had fought to do the right thing.

-I did fight hard!

-No, Jimmy. You gave in.

No... I did what I thought was the right thing, to protect my family.

Aye, and look what's happened. Madonna's lying in hospital because of you!

-No, not because of me, because of Fraser!

-Oh, is that what you think? You can absolve yourself?

If I'm such a criminal, why not get the police?

-Why not shop the lot of us?

-Because I don't Madonna knowing her daddy's a jailbird.

But most of all,

if I do, you'll probably end up dead on a skip somewhere,

-courtesy of McCabe.

-So you do care?

Of course I care.

Don't get me wrong, Jimmy.

I cannae bear the thought of you ending up a corpse because McCabe wants to teach us all a lesson.

But see in every other way, in every other way...

..you're dead to me.

McCabe's going to be here any minute demanding his money.

There's a car parked outside.

Why am I here? I didn't do anything.

I just want to go home.

Fraser, my friend, how are you? Your girlfriend tells me

that you haven't got my money, but I don't believe her.

No, no, we had an agreement, eh?

I'm not going to have Deek rot in jail. You know what they've done to him already?!

You know the old warehouses in Patterson Street? Be there at six - with the money.

And don't even think about doing a runner.

The counterfeit money was you?!

You've spoilt everything!

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