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I heard, about your wee problem.
-At the cafe.
I'm going to see what I can do. See if I can pull a few strings.
Yeah, well, given your track record, you were never gonnae
be in the running for Mother Of The Year, were you?
God help poor wee Stuart.
Excuse me, please.
Ah, there's the wee man! Is he coming round to see me later?
She's not hanging about, then.
Doesn't look like it. It was damp, wasn't it?
Er, no. Mice infestation, and it's all my fault Environmental Health closed her down, remember?
-Because God forbid she should take any responsibility.
-Here we go again.
I was hoping the two of you would calm down and make up once you were sober.
I apologised - I had it thrown back in my face.
If you have any other bright ideas, keep them to yourself.
Now you're being daft.
I'm away before you think of anything else.
-Good luck with the arm.
-What? Oh. Thanks.
I wouldn't mind Gina and Eileen giving each other the silent treatment
if it didn't mean me and Raymond getting double the earache.
So was that the man about the mice?
Ach, we're past needing mice men now.
No, we're now on to builders for repairs to the cellar.
£5,000 should cover it, apparently.
Where are you going to find that kind of money?
Ach, I'm going to the bank tomorrow. Fingers crossed, eh?
Never rains but it pours.
-Uch, it'll be fine Dad. Away over and get your breakfast.
-Come in later.
See you later.
-I think this is yours, pal. You left it outside the deli.
Thanks a lot son, Stevie. I was at the cash machine.
It's this bloody cast. Here, let me give you something.
-Och, away you go. Don't be daft, man.
-No, no. let me buy you a drink.
Tell you what, next time you're in, you can buy me one, right?
Ah. Hey, Stevie. Here a wee second.
Are you free to do any work today?
But for money. That's the condition.
I want you to put up some shelves, it's those flat-pack things.
-Aye they're easy, nae bother.
-Right, right. There's the keys.
Here, I bet you'll be glad to get shot of that stookie, eh?
-You better believe it. I'll see you later, then.
-Cheers. See you later.
Good morning, my wee sex bomb.
Listen, we need to meet up.
Say, lock ups in about an hour?
I'm no' telling you - it's a surprise.
All right, darlin'. Right. See you soon. Bye. Bye.
Hey, good news.
Stevie's coming to build the new shelves.
But you're going to be out and I've got my club.
I gave him my keys.
What, you mean...leave him alone in the flat?
He'll be fine. I'll leave out my toolbox.
After all that trouble at Amber Cabs?
Stevie's a good lad. Anyway, it's the new year. We're supposed to be
putting the past behind us.
That's as may be.
I doubt if Molly O'Hara would be that confident.
Dan's a doctor. Doctors are never wrong.
This is the third night! What the hell's up with you?
What did you do that for?
You break that sofa and I'll break you!
Ah. Ah, I cannae move. I think I've broke my back!
Ah, stop whining!
There's some painkillers.
If only my pain in the neck was as easily cured!
How are you doing, doll?
I was doing just fine, thanks.
No, I don't believe it.
A beautiful girl like you in this dump, on her own?
-That's not right.
-I'm waiting on a pal, but thanks for the concern.
A pal? That is good - me and Thommo here, we're free agents.
Sorry but he's a bit butch for either of you.
Well, I've no' met the waster but I know you could do a lot better.
Ach, come on. Why don't you hang around? We can get to know one another.
Oi, what are yous all about?
Ah, no danger, man.
Here, I might have known. You're always punching a wee bit above your weight, are you no'?
Ya wee Ninja. Where did you come fae?
-No way. You and her?
Mind yourself. Ladies present, man.
-Sorry, pal. If I'd known she was yours...
-Known I was his? What am I - a dog?
You're more of a pussy cat - doll - than a dog.
She'd be a nine and a half if she had a sense of humour.
Or maybe you're not as funny as you think, eh? Nicole, wait!
I haven't seen you in months and now you're running after a bird.
If I had any, my feelings would be hurt.
I'll catch up with you soon, give you a bell.
Do you need anything? Any...recreational aids?
-You know where I am if you do.
Aye, nae bother. Right, I'll see you later.
Come on, darlin'. He didnae mean anything by that.
He was just messing about.
He's a bit of a chancer, Cammy, but he's all right.
I don't care if you think he's all right. I don't like him.
You don't have to.
So what's my surprise?
Well, it's no' so much a surprise. It's...more of a riddle?
What's closer than Helensburgh
and more comfortable than the back of my van?
What are you talking about?
Malcolm Hamilton's flat.
Or, as I prefer to call it, Stevie boy's love shack.
It'll no' take me long to put some shelves up for them,
and then a couple of hours for me and you.
Doctor Brodie. How you doing? Great day, isn't it?
It's a bit early in the day to make a call on that.
You've obviously had a good start.
Half an hour ago you were rushing off into town.
I was. I am.
I've tried to tempt her with a day washing windows, sweeping floors and cleaning toilets,
but she'd rather go shopping.
That's right, I would. See you later.
She's 15 so, um...
She's 16 in a few weeks.
She's 15, so this is all just big adventure to her,
all your patter and your attitude.
But she'll soon grow out of it, get bored of you and move on.
You're not as clever as you think, Stevie.
None of us are, Doc. None of us.
There is no way that thing is staying there. I need room.
-To sell beer.
-Obviously. We're just trying it out first.
And does the phrase "adding insult to injury" mean nothing to you?
Charlie, that's really nice. Try the cappuccino setting now.
Look, it makes good business sense.
You see a gap in the market and you plug it.
Oh. And are we removing any of the pumps to make way for this contraption?
Oh, keep your hair on! It'll go in the kitchen!
-How about a latte, Raymond?
-No, thank you.
They probably weren't even talking about you.
People do talk about other things, you know.
He gave her a hug in the street.
All because her nasty wee sister hurt her feelings. It's pathetic.
She should leave Dad out of this. He's got enough to deal with.
THAT is not going to help.
I'm going to need a change of style if I'm going to be a proper barista.
Maybe a black T-shirt and a pair of chinos?
I thought I would make your favourite breakfast.
No reason. I just thought you'd like it.
Ah, is this you trying to be a proper wife?
-I can get my own breakfast, thanks.
-Aye, you'll be having a yoghurt.
Look, I'm just after some peace. My back's killing me!
Well, I better be off to work.
If you were my man, you'd have got that plate in the face.
And what's happened to the "new year, new start"?
-It's only the 3rd.
-If I wanted your opinion I'd ask for it but I don't, so butt out.
-It's my life.
-Yes, and it looks like fun,
but just remember you're living it under my roof.
Right. I've left tea and coffee, and some digestives,
so just help yourself.
You didn't need to do that, Liz. Thanks very much.
Right, so, anything else you need?
No, no, this is all good.
I better be going, but we'll both be back by lunch-time.
-I won't take that long.
-You can just pop the keys in the letter box when you're finished.
-Right. No bother.
Right. Bye, then.
We're having to put some stuff into storage.
Aye, but not for long.
This place was yours and Franco's.
It's more than just bricks and mortar. So, there you go.
What are you doing walking the streets with this?
It's for you. It's £5,000 for the repairs.
-That's very generous of you, but...
-I can't take it!
Look, it's just a loan. You can pay me back whenever you can.
It's better I give you the money than those crooks in the bank.
Oh, Dad! It's too much. And anyway, you might need it.
What? You can't accept help from your father?
Let me help. Let me do this one thing for you?
I don't know what to say.
You're a good man, Malcolm.
-Are you not late?
Your plaster cast? Dr Dan?
Och! I left my watch in the house.
Dad, this is brilliant.
Don't forget to phone the builder.
I'll chum you to the doctors, then I'll go to the bank.
-Gonnae give us a hand with this!
Right, Stevie boy. On three.
No' bad, eh?
So now that you've seen to them, is it my turn?
See if a job's worth doing, it's worth doing right.
See these shelves, they're my future. I've got a reputation to build
and it's not going to be for shoddy workmanship, let me tell you.
HE ROARS LIKE A TIGER
Sorry I was late, by the way. It's not like me.
You didn't happen to see my watch earlier?
Malcolm, is everything OK?
I'm not sleeping too well at the moment.
One of the joys of old age - you worry more.
I just hope you remember that I'm more than just a doctor and a lodger. I'm your pal.
So if you ever need to talk about anything...
Aye, aye, good. Right.
Right, let's get this off, shall we?
That must be a relief.
Oh, you better believe it! It was driving me mad.
-So, where are the two of you off to?
-No reason, I'm just making conversation.
-What? I need your permission to talk to my dad now, do I?
-Oh, come on, you two.
Because you seem awful affectionate all of a sudden.
All of a sudden? What's that supposed to mean?
Will the pair of you behave?
All the hugging earlier. When the guy with the hard hat was there.
-What? Are you spying on me now?
You really should get out more, find yourself a life.
-Dad, I'm away to the bank. I'll catch you later, OK?
You wanting a coffee, Dad?
I have to go to the chemist for prescription. But I'll call in later.
Gina, hold on! I'm going that way.
Charlie. Come here.
Go over to the printers and get some leaflets made up about the Tall Ship Coffee.
-Let's tell people where they can get a decent cup.
You need to go. They'll be home soon!
Your t-shirt's on inside out.
THEY CHATTER AND LAUGH
There you go. There's your man!
I was just coming to get you. Do you fancy going to the pictures?
-You choose the film?
-Sorry, I cannae, pet, the day.
-I've just got a lot of stuff on.
-I don't know. Just stuff.
-Look, Christina! Hold up!
The morrow? We'll go tomorrow.
That lassie's stuck in the middle of you sulking and Tattie moping.
And I am sick of it.
Nobody can say a word without you jumping down their throat.
What the hell did you come back for?
They make a lovely couple, don't they?
Tattie's not with him. She's not with anybody else.
She's wi' you.
And God knows why. That lassie's trying to make the best
out of a bad situation that you're making worse every day.
Look, it's only the two of you that can fix this.
And you sulking like a spoilt brat doesn't cut it!
So, grow up, ya big numptie!
Oh, heavens! I thought you would be long gone.
It was just the instructions, I couldn't make any sense of them.
Yugoslavian was never my strong point.
So, what do you think?
I've fixed them to the wall, for safety, just in case they topple
and that, but if you ever want them moved, just give us a shout.
Belters, aren't they? Go on, give them a push. Push them.
-They're rock solid, anyway.
-You have done a good job.
-They're lovely, thank you.
-No bother. Right, I'm off.
Oh, what about your money?
No need, Malkie gave me the money earlier. See you later, right!
How's your back?
Aye, it's fine. Listen, about this morning...
It's all right, don't worry.
Look, we've got no chance of getting that flat to ourselves
but I've got the keys to Scarlett's.
Why don't you meet me there later and we can have a talk?
Of course. I'll phone you as soon as I finish.
Right. I'll see you later, then.
It was on the mantelpiece.
Well, it's not there now!
You must have put it on this morning.
I didn't! That's why I was late for the doctor.
Look, let's just calm down, and it'll turn up.
You're going to make yourself ill.
Hey! Maybe it's in the bathroom.
Listen, I'm just going to pop out for a wee while.
See you later.
-Hello, Charlie. Is Stevie about?
-No, I haven't seen him. Can I help?
No, I'm afraid not. Could you just tell him I'm looking for him?
Of course. Can I get you a coffee?
No, thank you.
Is everything OK, Liz?
Oh, have you seen Stevie?
Och, just ignore me. I'm just being a silly old woman.
I doubt that. What's wrong?
Well, it's Malcolm - he's getting himself in a terrible state.
His watch is missing.
We've turned that flat upside down, and it's nowhere to be found.
-I just wondered if Stevie had seen it when he was round there.
Your dad's good watch - it's gone missing.
What's that got to do with Stevie?
Well, I just wondered if he'd seen it or maybe even moved it.
Don't be daft! Stevie's got nothing to do with it.
-He's not a thief.
If he'd wanted easy money,
-he could have stolen my dad's wallet this morning.
Dad dropped his wallet, Stevie handed it back to him. Why do that and then steal his watch?
I don't know what you're talking about, Eileen.
It's probably fallen down the back of the sofa.
Well, we checked there - obviously.
So, you can't find it and that makes Stevie a thief?
Eileen. No-one is saying that.
This is ridiculous.
Actually, the more I think about it, the less ridiculous I feel.
Stevie. A word.
Are the shelves all right? They're all right, aren't they?
Stevie, did you move my dad's watch when you were round there?
-Did you steal my dad's watch this morning?
-I don't know how to sugar-coat the question?
-I never! How could you think that?
Well, I don't. There you go.
What do you mean, "There you go"?
It was on the mantelpiece this morning
and now it's gone and I just wonder...
I don't believe this.
I do you a favour, Liz, and suddenly I'm a thief?
So, what was the problem when I got back this morning?
Why were you behaving so strangely?
What problem? There wasn't any problem!
You couldn't stand still!
You were being very peculiar.
Peculiar? If that was a crime, half this street would be locked up!
Right, I think we should all calm down.
-The watch'll turn up.
-But, in the meantime, I'm a thief.
No. You're not. This is just a very embarrassing misunderstanding.
I think it's best if we all forget this conversation ever happened.
Thank you so much for your support.
Come on, Liz. Have a seat. I'll get you a drink.
What is wrong with you?
You'll soon not have any family left to insult.
Aye, sorry about the guddle. We've got new shelves put up.
-Yeah. Stevie built them for you.
-Aye. He made a good job of it.
Did you know that Liz had come round to the pub,
accusing Stevie of taking your watch?
-He had it?
-No! Of course not!
What is it with you and Liz?
If you don't trust the boy, why leave him alone in your flat! Are you both...
If he'd wanted to rip you off
he could have kept your wallet, couldn't he?
Yeah. Your wallet! This morning. You dropped your wallet
and Stevie picked it up and gave it back to you.
You came out the Deli after buying your paper, we talked,
then you talked to Gina,
and then Stevie ran up and gave you your wallet back.
-It's the cellar that needs repairing.
Gina's. It's not the mice. It's repairs to the cellar.
What are you talking about?! I'm saying about Stevie giving your wallet!
Dad? What's wrong?
It was this morning. Do you not remember?
I'm not in the habit of going round accusing people of theft.
-It's not a thing I do lightly.
-No-one thinks you do.
And I do not appreciate being treated like some senile old bat!
I should never have agreed to it,
leaving Stevie alone in the house.
Stevie has a past and he's done very well.
But I would give him as little temptation as possible.
I'm all for people getting a second chance but, I swear,
that boy was like a different person when I came home.
He was jumpy, couldn't stand still, made no sense at all
when I tried talking to him.
I know why Liz thinks I'm guilty, because I am, but not for that!
There's no way I can say I was with you!
Maybe we could say you just came round for a chat or something.
It would take two seconds to get to my dad and before you know it,
I'd be in a convent and you'd be dead and buried.
Oh, I'll just need to ride it out.
I've been through worse than this.
-Call me later?
-Aye, I'll be fine.
Sorry, to land all this on you, darlin'.
Any time. That's what I'm here for.
They're not blackouts! I just forget stuff, sometimes.
Today's been a bad day.
Dad, I need you to be honest with me.
I am. And once I find my watch I'll be fine.
Look, now I've gone and worried you.
If you want to help, just help me find it.
Right. Let's go over what you've done today. Retrace your steps.
You went to the Deli, got your paper.
Stevie gave you your wallet, you asked him to build the shelves.
I helped Liz to clear up, did the breakfast dishes,
then I came in here and...
-Oh! The bank. I went to the bank.
You wouldn't go to the bank just now for me, would you?
Just phone them.
But I might have dropped it on the way there,
-and somebody's put up a note.
-Right. Right, OK. I'll go.
-Thanks, pet. I'll go through stuff here again.
-Right. Won't be long.
Aye, cheers, pet.
You are such a hypocrite. You start a drugs rehabilitation centre but...
I'm not a hypocrite, I'm just a dad, trying to protect you...
I don't need protecting!
And I definitely don't need protecting from Stevie!
Your loyalty is very commendable.
He didn't take Malcolm's watch! Why would he?
-Because it's an easy sell...
-He's not on drugs!
I hope not, because I invested a lot of my time and trust in him.
But he is an ex-addict, and the 'ex' bit is very recent,
-and no-one wins every battle...
-Oh, save the speech for the rehab sponsors.
-I'm sure it means something to them.
-I actually know what I'm talking about here.
I'm not living in denial.
You saw how hard it was for Leo and that was prescription drugs!
You do know what Stevie was on?
Yeah, and he's trying to get over it without moving away.
You know why they have hardcore clinics in the middle of nowhere?
Not to lock up the patients, it's to keep away them from their past.
He's surrounded by his old, drugged up life.
His pals don't want him to change.
He's having to walk away from temptation every day.
And that's what he's doing, walking away!
He is that strong, that brave.
-You don't know that!
-I do. He did it this morning!
Have you been hanging about with Stevie's mates?
No! Neither has Stevie. That's what I'm trying to say, if you'd listen!
He could be with them but he chooses to be with me.
-I do not want you to have anything to do with Stevie's mates.
-I'm not, and neither is Stevie!
Are you sure about that?
He's not going to go back to his old pals or the drugs.
Well, I hope you're right.
This isn't just a bad day, is it?
What are you trying to cover up?
If it's just a bad day, let's all have a laugh about it!
-Tell me what's happening, Dad.
-I don't know. I mean it's...
I get these moments.
It's like waking up, but I'm already awake and out and about,
doing things, talking, but it's like I wasn't there.
And I don't remember a thing.
You have to see a doctor. It could be something simple like...
Do you think I've reached this of age and not seen this kind of thing before?!
There are "care plans", but not cures.
-Maybe, it won't get any worse.
-There are tests you can do.
Once we know what's wrong we can deal with it.
We'll be prepared.
I don't want to hand over my life, and become a child again.
You can't hide this, from Liz, and Gabriel.
And Dan! He's a doctor! How are you going to hide this from him?
Maybe I can't for long. But I'd like whatever time I can get before I'm labelled and my life's over.
It won't be like that. I'll make sure of it.
When I had to tell someone, it was always going to be you.
The one who's never backed off from a fight.
My own wee warrior Queen.
You're the one I'll need by my side.
-What did you do with the watch?
-I never took it. I told you,
-I'm not a thief!
-No, you're not a thief
-and you're not back on drugs.
Why are you so guilty then? It's not often you don't have an answer
but you didn't have an answer for Liz, did you?
You think the world is here for you to use as you like, don't you?
Well my daughter is not for the taking.
and I swear if I ever find any drugs near Nicole...
Michael, I would never ever have Nicole near drugs. I swear.
You're a liar. It's second nature to you.
You were up to something this morning. I could smell it.
But d'you know what? I don't care.
I want you out of my daughter's life.
Just back away from her.
-How you doing? Dad said you were...
-What's it to you?
Oh, that's right, you're the one that put me in this position in the first place.
-Checking it's all going to plan?
-I never meant for any of this to happen.
-If there's anything I can do to help.
-Actually, there is. Get out.
I said I was sorry and I meant it!
Yeah! That's really big of you but as you can see,
I'm actually quite busy just now,
so I'd really appreciate it if you left.
We both need to get over this for Dad's sake. It's really getting to him, us not speaking.
Mind you, it's a whole lot easier for you to get over isn't it?
You're not the one putting her life into storage!
Still, it'll only be for a few weeks
-now that Dad's given me the money for the repairs.
-He's in no fit state to be handing out money.
-What are you on about?!
-I just think you could have given him some more time to think about it.
-Are you saying Dad's not fit to deal with his own money?
I'm not saying that! He's not been well! He just got the plaster off this morning. He's still recovering.
-He's exhausted, Gina!
-There's nothing wrong with him!
-You know what he's like. A sucker for a sob story...
-A sob story!
Right, you just get out!
-I said I'd see you outside.
-You said you'd ride it out!
I am, not here though. It'd be better if I get my head down for a couple of days,
and once all this dies down, I'll come back.
I'll go to Malcolm and Liz right now and I'll tell them I was with you the whole time and...
Darlin', it's amazing you'd do that, but that's not going to make any difference.
-And I don't want you to get into any more hassle with your dad.
-I'll deal with my Dad.
Once Malcolm's watch shows up, everything'll be brand new. It's just a couple of nights.
-I'm down the road with a pal.
-What pal? That loser from this morning?
Why can't you just stay here till it cools down? Why do you have to leave?
I'm not "leaving" leaving. I'll still see you,
we need to be a wee bit more discreet about how we be together.
If it looks like we're cooling off, then he'll back down.
Since when did you care so much what my dad thinks?
Because I want to be with you, even if it means acting as if I don't.
Stevie? Can I get a word with you please?
What's this? A goin' away party? You shouldn't have bothered!
Thanks for the offer of sacrificing yourself,
but it's only goin' to make things ten times worse. Trust me on this one, OK?
-I've just had Michael ranting on that you're using again. What's going on?
-Mate, hands up, I'm nae angel.
I've done stuff in the past I'm not proud of, stuff I'm right ashamed of in fact, but it's all in the past!
I've been really trying to work at this but see when folk just immediately...
Stuff what people think about you! It's what you think about yourself that matters.
A lot of people believe in you. Me, Raymond, Eileen. And Nicole? She's smitten. God knows why.
Her dad would rather she dated some IT consultant, but there you go.
Look. You can't blame Michael. A sniff of trouble, he'll over-react.
It's what dads do. But if you stay, you can prove him wrong.
You've done it before and you'll do it again.
Liz, can I have a word?
D'you know anything about this money that my dad gave Gina?
-I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about.
-He didn't mention giving her £5,000
-to pay for the repairs to the cafe? This morning.
-Why should he?
It's his money and it's none of my business, or yours.
No, no, I'm not saying it is, it's a lot of money, I'm just a bit concerned.
Nice you're showing some concern now, you didn't seem too bothered about your father earlier!
Even after I said how upset he was. I think it's time you learnt to look after your own life, Eileen,
and stop meddling in everybody else's.
STEVIE: Cheers, Dr D! Nice one!
Stevie, I wasn't...
Stevie! I'm sorry! It's not about you!
-It's that guy from this morning!
What's he got to do with you going through my stuff?!
What's he got to do with you
-thinking I'm a dirty thieving, smackhead?
FRONT DOOR OPENS
-Oh, sorry, darlin', I meant to have this all cleared up for you.
Oh, don't bother about that.
-Have you found it yet?
-No. But let me get you a cuppa.
-I thought you were meant to be watching him?
-I am, I'm just going.
-You all right?
-No. I'm a scheming,
self-obsessed, greedy, vicious cow, apparently. BABY CONTINUES CRYING
Well, at least somebody loves you.
I couldn't rest until I got this sorted. Now listen, I'll put the DVDs down here on the bottom shelf,
-then we'll put the photos up top.
-Aye, keep the photos at eye level.
-What is it? Oh! Well done, you!
It was right here, in this pile of photos that came off the mantelpiece!
I must have picked it up when I collected these together this morning!
-No, no! It was probably me, when I picked the photos up.
I collected these together and then when we tore this place apart looking - I checked through them.
-At least I thought I had. Oh, you stupid woman!
Look, I not only lost your watch Malcolm,
but I've set people against that poor boy!
You don't phone, you don't write and now you need a favour?
-Are you all right, mate?
-Oh aye, just dandy.
So you're just looking for a bed? Nae pussy cat?
Well, I've got a bit of business to attend to then we can head over, OK?
-I'll just wait for you here, eh?
-Do you want anything to pass the time?
Aye. Why not?
No. Don't be daft. For old time's sake.
-I'll see you soon.
So what's he like then, this Marco?
Is he good looking? Clever? Good in bed?
No, no and no. It just happened.
Marco was a bad habit, that's all. He, and it, meant nothing.
-So d'you think I'm a wuss for getting upset about it then?
-No. Of course I don't!
-I made a mistake and I am sorry.
-But what was the mistake? Me or him?
This is a waste of time! Christina shouldn't have gone after you.
She made you come back because she wants you to be her dad and...
-I love being her dad! I want to be her dad!
-Yes! But you don't want to be my husband. Do you?!
-I tried. I...
-No, you didn't! The first problem we had you ran away!
When I needed you most you left me. My baby died!
Have you got any idea how much that hurts?
I didn't love Marco and I didn't "make do" with you.
But you? You wanted to be a dad so you "made do" with me,
a jobless, single parent immigrant. I'm your mistake!
-That's not true! I'm the one that proposed, I'm the one...
-Kissed Iona the night before our wedding?
What? How did you... Look, that thing the night before our wedding it...
Meant nothing? Your best pal? The girl you loved?
No. That is not true.
-Iona will never mean "nothing" to you.
-I don't want it to end like this...
Let's go get some fresh air? I know where we can go.
-Where is Stevie?! I need to see to him, now!
-I don't know where he is.
-Oh, but it's important!
-What's going on?!
-Liz found my watch.
-Right. I'll give him a call.
-Liz? Are you OK ...
-No! No! I'm far from OK!
-I lost Malcolm's watch and then I accused poor Stevie of stealing it!
-But Dad? We...
-Liz, it's not your fault.
-Yes, it is my fault! All of it!
-No, it's not!
Tall Ship Coffee! I don't know why I'm surprised!
That there's a level that even you wouldn't sink to!
You shut me down and then you take my business? You are sick! Do you know that?
I didn't shut you down, Environmental Health did. It's your fault and yours alone.
But, oh, no, you have to look for somebody else to blame.
Gina, this really isn't the place, not again.
We're sisters, and yet you're just miserable and mean to me.
You are nothing but a vindictive excuse for a woman.
Hi, Nicole! It's Raymond here.
I've left a message on Stevie's phone but he's not answering.
You tell him to come back. I've got Liz and Malcolm here,
-and they want to apologise.
-THE SISTERS KEEP ARGUING
-I've got to go.
-You're an emotional retard.
Stuck at 16 years old, playing that worn out sympathy card!
Poor, useless Gina. I apologised to you, twice!
-Both times I got it shoved back in my face!
-You tried to ruin my business! Sorry's not good enough!
-Sorry's not good enough!
-Do you realise the hell you create
-by being a victim? Do you ever think of anybody except yourself?!
That's rich coming from you!
For God's sake will you listen to yourselves?!
I cannot believe the two of you!
Like two mangy dogs chewing old bones.
Life's too short, it gets shorter by the minute. None of this matters.
All that does matter is love and family, not who does what to who!
Look at the two of you! Making idiots of yourselves.
It's about time you both grew up! You're breaking my heart.
I'm sorry about it.
-Have you seen him? Have you seen Stevie?
-No. I'm so sorry.
Stevie, please. Please, answer your phone.
I'm not going to stop phoning until you answer me!
-Are you all right?
-Aye, if you don't count me being a stupid old man.
A stupid old man. You couldn't be stupid if you tried,
and you'll never be old and you're MY man and I am so proud of you.
Never was a truer word spoken and those girls needed to hear that.
Right, let's go home.
Dad's right. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.
Will you please forgive me and go back to being a family again?
When we're around Dad I'll be civil and polite,
might even add in the odd smile.
But it'll be for him. We're not family.
You are a greedy, cruel witch who will do anything to get
what she wants, and to hell with anybody who stands in your way.
-That's not true.
-You know, I don't really care what you do to me.
But to make out that wonderful man, our fantastic dad,
is an idiot because he lent me some money?
God forgive you! You're not fit to be that man's daughter.
Stevie, please answer your phone. If you get this message, call me back.
-Come away in. Liz, d'you mind...
-I'll put the kettle on.
I'm sorry I couldn't own up.
I thought if I let Liz find it, I wouldn't look like an imbecile.
but it was a mistake, I know that. It won't happen again.
Dad, you need to get help! You can't go on hiding it.
No. I made a mess of today I know that. But I'll get a grip. I swear.
-I'll keep checking with you and now you can keep an eye on me.
-No, I can't! I don't know how to!
Yes, you do! I know it's not fair to ask, there's nobody else to help me.
And I'm begging you to keep quiet until the time comes.
-How will you know when "the time comes" if...
-I won't. But you will.
I can't have another day like today, I know that. I can't hurt other people.
So when you realise it's the time, do what you have to do.
But, please. I'm begging you. This is the last thing you can do for me.
All I've got left is a little bit of dignity.
Please don't take that away from me. Not yet.
I think about her, you know, imagining her with Christina.
Our baby, with a big sister and a mum and a dad.
I thought, what a lucky baby she was, to be loved so much.
SHE SIGHS But it wasn't to be.
Listen, it's wrong that you feel uncomfortable in your own home
so I'll look for somewhere else.
I want to get over this, I really do.
And the thing is, I would have felt that this wee girl was my daughter.
-I feel that way about Christina.
-I know you do.
But we should have been honest with each other.
I'm being honest now, you were never a mistake. Never.
I'm sorry about Iona and I'm sorry about running away
-and leaving you when you needed me.
-And I'm sorry too.
So no more should've, would've or could've...past is the past.
Yes. Time to move on.
Seeing, as we're being honest...
I didn't just come back to be Christina's dad.
I still love you.
I suppose what I need to know is, do you still love me?
And don't just say aye to be nice, or to spare my feelings,
cos we're way beyond being polite or kind.
I just need to know do you love me? Yes or no.
Yes. Yes, I love you.
So do you think this is worth another try then?
-Yes, I do.
-So do I.
And I think, it's about time we gave our baby girl a name.
I know I don't deserve a second chance, I'm begging you, I need you.
I've never been so happy but it's like I can't handle it
so I have to mess it up somehow and I have big time.
Want to stop with the begging! You're using all my credit on voice mail!
So I'm the best, most honest, human being you've ever known?
The most courageous guy you've ever met?
You've never been happy until you met me? Listen doll, I thought I was in a bad way, you know what I mean.
-Are you OK?
-Aye. I've had a few bevvies.
Drowning my sorrows and all that, but that's just made me feel worse.
Now I'm just down and I'm drunk.
You asked me to do one thing, trust you, and I can't even do that.
I do, I trust you with my life. Please forgive me.
And my stupid dad...and all the other idiots in Shieldinch.
-Just stay. Please.
-Come here, darlin'.
-Eileen! What a day, eh?
-I've had better.
Actually, Eileen, I'm glad I've caught you.
I've been a wee bit worried about Malcolm.
There's been a couple of times lately,
and I don't mean to be offensive, he just doesn't seem himself.
-He's just absent at times.
-I know. We've just been talking. He's exhausted.
He was mugged, broke his wrist, me and Gina are driving him
to distraction, he's not getting any younger, and it's January.
-I always thought he was indestructible.
Don't you worry, he'll be fine. He's a fighter.
It's all this rubbish my dad put in my head.
Dr Michael Brodie know-it-all.
Maybe I'm not good enough for you, man.
See! He's even getting in your head! He doesn't know you!
I do and I love you! I'll always be here for you.
-You OK there?
Nice to see you again, Nicole.
Ninja Stevie's warned me to be on my best behaviour.
So that's me done. You coming?
No, change of plan.
Fair enough. No worries. But don't be a stranger, eh?
See you later, pussycat doll.
I've not got a habit, I've just took a relapse.
That's not how it works, and you know it.
Finish the methadone programme, in the meantime, stay away from my daughter.
Stick to what you know best mate, I'll see you soon.
-Seriously, Dr D, I need that meth.
-There's honestly nothing I can do Stevie, not today.
-It's a wedding, not a burlesque ball!
What did you have in mind exactly, a big frumpy frock and all the bridesmaids head to toe in fake tan?
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