03/07/2012 River City

I'm looking for Gabriel Brodie. Gabriel's a good friend of mine.

I think it's cute Iona's got a crush.

I think our Tom's a bit of a player. The love them and leave them type.

I'm going to be asking a beautiful woman

how lonely it feels being a prisoner's wife.

-Don't even think about it.

-Touched a nerve, have I?

Gabriel Brodie called.

Says he wants to talk, says he's got info on Sean Kennedy.

Who tipped you off?

I'm the one asking questions here.

That's me off.

Try and get up at some point, don't waste the whole day.

Morning.

Teenagers, eh?

Listen, is there any chance of you shifting your car -

I've got a delivery coming in a couple of minutes.

-Right now? I'm running a bit late.

-If you wouldn't mind.

Sure.

Cheers.

ENGINE STARTS

CAR CRASHES

All right. What's up?

Come and see what I woke up to this morning.

Oh, aye.

Happened through the night, some idiot joyrider.

No note or anything.

I'll sort that for you nae bother, won't take long.

Get it back to you tomorrow afternoon.

No, no, no, I really need it for today.

You couldn't do it any quicker, could you?

No way. Fully booked, it's crazy in here today.

Plus I wouldn't be able to get the part till tomorrow.

You're kidding me. I have to get this sorted.

What's the panic?

You know what it's like, I'm on my own,

I have to run the kids around and all that.

Sorry.

Definitely for tomorrow, though?

Should do, aye.

Right.

Keys are inside.

Bob, do you mind not mentioning this to anyone?

Aye, all right.

Thanks.

I can't thank you enough for agreeing to this, Murray, truly.

Not at all. Thank you for doing all the groundwork.

It's just great to be doing something positive.

Absolutely. Music, maestro!

Keep the old grey matter lively!

Malcolm!

I trust you'll be delighting us with a wee turn tomorrow?

I haven't actually said anything to Malcolm about it yet.

Oh. Sorry.

No, no. I just didn't want to get his hopes up

until I got the final confirmation from you.

I'll see myself out. See you tomorrow.

Thanks again.

The afternoon club?

I have been doing a little bit of homework

and I've arranged for this music therapist to run a taster session!

Murray says those folk at the afternoon club

just sit and blether and drink tea.

If that.

But tomorrow, there'll be music, songs!

Right up your alley!

Says who?

Dan, you tell him. Music therapy is excellent for memory.

What's that phrase now?

Cognitive rehabilitation.

How can music not be beneficial? It's good for lung function.

And concentration.

Yes. Now there you are!

And it's something you can do together.

Precisely!

And it'll be fun!

Here, I wonder if she'll do requests!

I don't think I'll be going.

Sorry?

I'll give it a miss, if you don't mind.

She's supposed to be very good.

I don't care how good she is. It's not for me.

Oh, Malcolm, it's music, of course it's for you!

I said no.

Right.

Perhaps we could talk about it later.

What for? Did you not hear me?

OK, we'll see you shortly, then. Thanks.

Yeah.

Yeah, I've got that.

Thanks. Bye.

PHONE RINGS

Oh, go away!

Shieldinch Health Centre, Nurse O'Hara speaking.

Oh, hello.

Yes, she's here.

One moment. Wee Bob. For you.

Wonder what he wants.

Bob?

How much bigger?

Course you can. Whatever it takes.

It'll still be done for tomorrow, right?

You're kidding...

Please, please, you have to try.

I'm sorry, I just really need it done for tomorrow, that's all.

I'll have to go just now.

Speak to you later, bye.

That's us, I think. Apart from this.

So we can stop wearing our pants outside our trousers now?

Not again.

INR up at 8?!

Came through 15 minutes ago.

She'll need an emergency jab I've arranged for...

Just shoot me now.

I can't trail all the way out there every time that daft old woman

goes on a warfarin binge.

It's all right, I phoned, her daughter's bringing her in.

-They should be here in a few minutes.

-Genius.

And after that, I think I might require a stiff drink.

-You in?

-Ooh...

Raise a glass for Dr Hunter for services to paperwork?

Boys are at a sleepover tonight.

Go on, then.

Do you good.

Malcolm, I was going through the dresser looking for a stapler,

I found this.

Great picture.

Wish I'd seen you in the Shieldinch Panto.

I hear you took the roof off.

How about you play us a wee tune?

Be good to hear that thing used.

Only time I see that lid up is when Liz is dusting.

I know you used to play.

It's needing tuned.

OK.

So weird.

I didn't even like him, we spent half the night arguing.

Sexual tension. Doesn't take a genius.

Sorry about her. She's been in Lover-land all day.

I keep expecting her to burst into song. Enjoy your night.

SHE SIGHS

I am dreading telling Iona, though.

You are joking! She doesn't know?

Ri-ight.

I even told her she was welcome to him, not that long ago.

Which makes it ten times worse.

Well...these things...happen...

I suppose.

It's not good, is it?

I don't even know what I would say.

Every version I go through in my head deserves...a right slap.

How about the true version?

Especially the true version.

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that it happened...

Oh, really, I hadn't noticed that.

But Iona's my pal. At least she was.

I've really screwed things up, big time.

I don't know how I'm going to face her.

This is the point you're meant to say something

that makes it all better.

Tell her. Tell her. Tell her.

-I can't!

-You can't not! She will know soon enough.

I'm sure she'd rather hear it from you than somebody else,

that's when you'll deserve a slap!

Soon as the light turned green, foot down, left him for dead!

That little TR6 could really shift.

Problem was when I got shown into my next appointment,

it was the same guy - I nearly died!

Can't have been your easiest pharmaceutical sales moment.

No, it wasn't.

But then he did take me for dinner that night.

We talked cars the whole evening.

Aye, I bet you did.

We did!

Look at me now, eh?

-What happened?

-Life happened.

PHONE RINGS

What am I supposed to do with a set of lab results at this time of day?

Yes?

I ought to get the next one. She bought that one.

Right you are.

People might talk.

-This is Shieldinch. Folk'll talk whatever you do.

-Suppose.

There's nothing wrong with having a drink with your pal

-at the end of the day.

-Yeah.

Time you've had. You deserve to chill oot.

Same again?

Why not!

That's me.

You're going already?

Better call it a day.

Yeah, me too. Wow.

Thanks for everything you did today.

Just doing my job. See you in the morning.

You still wanting this?

Yeah, seeing as you've gone to the bother of getting it,

I'll take it home with me. Be nice at the weekend.

Quite right.

Cheers.

Ach, just sounds like he's having a bad day.

But he was so against the whole idea.

That's what was such a shock.

Maybe he felt railroaded.

I mean, my dad's spent his whole life being pushed about by bossy women.

He's thrawn! It's never too late for him to make a stand.

I think there's more to it than that.

He had a song for everything when we were wee.

# I see the moon The moon sees me. #

I still sing that one.

He'll come round.

See you.

Hello?

Anyone in?

DOOR OPENS

Aye, aye, aye, aye.

Star Wars was the best film ever. It's a belter.

You're watching it again.

-Am I?

-It's a classic!

You're at it!

Hi, guys. How was your day?

-Aye, no bad.

-Have you eaten?

No. Not yet.

I'll sort you something! Let's see what we've got.

Are you OK?

Course!

Want a hand?

No, it'll only take a minute!

-Ma...

->

TV BLARES

SHE YAWNS

Headin' up?

It's too early.

Not really.

C'mon. I'm tired.

Night, guys.

SHE SIGHS

# Dream when you're feeling blue

# Dream, that's the thing to do

# So dream

# Dream

# Dream... #

# Hey, boy

# Would you meet me on the moon tonight?

# I got a surprise for you

# All night long

# Long

# All night long

# Long

# Oh, something's got me so excited, baby

# A feeling I've been holding back for long

# You got me shook, shook down shook out on your lovin'

# On your lovin'

# And, boy, I can't wait to get started lovin' you... #

'Hey, this is Gabriel. Sorry I can't get to the phone right now,

'but if you'd like to leave your name and your number,

'I'll get back to you soon. Thank you.'

# ..And now that I can feel you coming closer to me

# I'm not running... #

You better not be ignoring me, Gabriel Brodie.

PHONE RINGS

'You have one new message.'

'You better not be ignoring me, Gabriel Brodie,'

# Come on up, boy, don't be late

# What I got for you won't wait

# All night long

# I'm gonna give it to you... #

Aye, you were right about me not sleeping.

What's your excuse?

I do know the score.

And I know it's been hard for you.

I'm really grateful for what you've done.

Music therapy?

It was just an idea.

But a good one.

The afternoon club.

Auld folk, round a room,

clapping their hands, travelling rugs over your knees...

I'm not ready for that. Not yet.

It's frightening, mind. Forgetting.

"Old age doesn't come itself," my mother used to say.

She wasn't wrong.

But most of the time, I feel just the same inside as I did as a young man.

Just the same.

I mind saying to Eileen and Gina, but I could see by their faces,

they didn't believe me.

I don't want to surrender to the old man side of me...

not when mostly I don't feel old.

I feel old.

Old and useless.

Don't be silly.

Oh, but I do.

Sometimes.

See, I never knew you as a young man.

So when you forget stuff that happened then...

..I've got nothing to draw on, to help you.

I've just got to stand by and watch.

You always help.

It scares me.

The big...disappearing past.

And as for the future...

SHE CRIES

Sorry.

That's why I thought that the music therapy was a good idea.

Because...

we must've grown up singing the same songs.

Scared of the past, scared of the future.

It was just something to do now.

That's all it was.

SHE GROANS

'The M90 has roadworks in place, affecting traffic in both directions

'between junctions...'

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Morning.

You're up early.

Looks like it's going to be a nice day.

Sore head?

Sorry?

My head's fine.

Know what? I might grab something a bit later on. Was manic yesterday.

It'd be good to get in early and try and clear the decks.

You can't keep doing this.

I'll see you tonight.

I can take those. Thanks.

"A black and white masterpiece from the Film Council of Hungary."

Subtitled. Did you mean to get these?

Aye, of course I did! First date.

Thought I'd try something different.

Step out the box and all that.

It's one of these dodgy foreign films?

Probably not the best idea for a first date.

It's arthouse.

Whit's that? You like funny movies wi' romance and cheerleaders.

Well, this is stuff that makes you think.

Cheerleaders make me think. See ya later.

It's art!

Subtitles as well.

Since when have you been into films that you've got to read?

-Just cos the only thing you read is the back of crisp packets.

-Ha-ha(!)

-I'm just trying to improve myself.

-Well, I preferred you before.

Who're you taking anyway?

-I'm asking Tom.

-Oh, aye?

This'll be his kind of thing, d'you think?

Think? I don't do dangerous things like think.

You're not well, are you?

I'm fine. Just got a bit of a headache.

You've been like this for weeks.

It can't be easy for you.

No. It isn't.

Listen, there's some great support groups for prisoners' families.

I could...

No, no, I don't think so.

Something to keep in mind, maybe.

Sure. Thanks.

Any danger of my next set of notes coming through?

Sorry, sorry... They were here a minute ago...

FOLDERS CRASH TO THE FLOOR

-Oh!

-Leyla?

I'm fine.

You're no good to anyone in this state. Go on, go home.

You should rest.

Yep. OK.

I'm sure I'll be fine tomorrow.

That's the deal.

Morning, all.

You seem to work awful hard.

Not really.

Just check this, then that's me got most of the day off.

Is that right?

So, tell me, what do handsome financial manager types

do to relax, eh?

It's golf, isn't it?

Never tried it. I'm a disgrace to my profession.

Well, what about films?

Arthouse, mind, none your mainstream rubbish?

That's me. See you later.

See, I was just wondering... if you fancied going to see...

That'll be a no.

Leyla.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Never better.

Can I come in?

No.

Fine. You can explain out here, then.

Your voicemail.

What are you on about?

You don't remember?

That figures.

Goodbye, Gabriel.

'You better not be ignoring me, Gabriel Brodie.

'Pick up the phone.

'I've had a horrible day and I'm quite lonely.

'So what are you gonna do about it, eh?

'I need you here. Now.

'Gabriel!

'I said I need you to come round here right now...'

Turn it off!

Off.

Deleted.

Don't worry about it. I'm unshockable.

Sorry. It'd been a bad day.

Tell me about it.

Anything I can do?

No, I don't think so.

Look, you really shouldn't be here.

Look...

I just want to help here, OK?

First, you nearly set the house on fire and now this.

What's going on, Leyla?

Everything's fine.

Is it?

What do you want me to say?

Nothing.

I'm sorry, OK.

I know you've got a lot on your plate the now...

Just let me help...please?

I don't need your help.

Fine.

PHONE RINGS

Number 18, gorgeous hair by Hayley McCro...

Hello, Iona.

Aw, no, you've just missed her, sorry. Can I take a message?

Hello?

She's hung up.

PHONE RINGS

Tell her!

PHONE RINGS

-You heard, then.

-Shall we?

I was just about to call you.

Is that right?

Tom and me...

I'm so sorry. I was going to tell you.

Aye? When?

Today!

You didn't even like the guy.

Or did you forget?

And I did!

As you well knew, as we discussed!

Yeah.

Whisky please, Scarlett.

See, I don't know what I'm missing here.

-What about all those things I said to you?

-I know.

So why didn't you tell me?

I'm really, really sorry. I feel terrible.

Oh, well, I'm sorry to hear that.

You let me make a complete idiot of myself.

It wasn't like that!

Bet you're having a great laugh at me now.

Oh, Iona, poor wee thing.

No... Look...

It happened so fast, I'm still getting my head around it.

Friends don't do this to each other.

I couldn't face you.

What, did you do it for a bet?

Trying to prove your superior pulling power?

Course not. Look, for what it's worth, me and Tom,

-it's more than that.

-Oh, well.

I don't know what yet...

Well, we'll all be sure to stay tuned.

I thought better of you. You've got no morals and no loyalty.

How could you do this to me?

It wasn't about you!

Oh, right. At least we know where we stand.

That's not what I meant. I just mean that...

There wasn't time to think.

'I need you to get a grip.

'And you take responsibility for the family we have left.

'You hear me?

'We may have screwed up our lives,

'but as long as they have one of us there,

'then they still have a chance of coming out of this

'with some semblance of normality.

'We had a family, Leyla.

'A life together bringing up those kids.

'I need to do this for them...and me.'

So what do you think?

I don't know. It is a bad one, but.

Gabriel! You couldn't get a message to Leyla, could you?

She's not answering her phone.

Probably won't see her today, pal.

Well, if you do, can you let her know I won't have her motor fixed

till tomorrow at the earliest?

Getting a bit of work done, Murray?

Sheer jealousy, that's all it is.

Some folk can't stand other folk having nice things

that they've worked hard for.

Some idiot reversed into it.

Excuse me a minute.

Bob, who's car's this?

-Leyla's.

-You'd think she'd have come to see me. Did you know about this?

Course not.

Right. A word with Mrs Brodie.

Hold on a minute.

Did you know about it?

No. I'm sure there's an explanation.

Yeah, and Leyla owes me it.

-Just leave her be, man.

-I don't think so.

I'll sort this.

You DID know about this. It's a cover-up.

No, I didn't. But I know my family

and what they've been through.

And I'm telling you, stay away from Leyla.

What's that got to do with a hit and run?

I should call the police.

Like we should've when you panned in the Oysters' windows

and fitted up my nephews?

Couple of hundred?

Three.

Are you mad? I'd get a new one for that.

Done. I know I've been.

I don't want your money.

You're no getting it. Bob is.

You're getting your mid-life crisis tragic wagon

brought back to its former glory.

I'm still going to see Leyla. She owes me an apology.

Hey! How about engaging the human side of your brain for a change?

Maybe the only cries for help you see

are coming from your bathroom mirror, but I know one when I see one.

I'm going to put it right.

For my brother's wife.

Don't even think about asking for today as well, by the way.

Right.

That's me off.

I'll just help Murray to set up, meet with the therapist

and maybe see the old folk started.

Right. See you later, dear.

W...

BUZZER RINGS

HE WHISTLES

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

HE KNOCKS ON WINDOW

BUZZER RINGS

SHE GROANS

BUZZER RINGS

BUZZER RINGS

You owe me 300 quid.

That's how much Bob's skinned off me to fix the dent

that you put in Murray's car.

Oh. That. You could've just texted.

I've just faced off with him there just now...

he was all for calling the police. What happened?

SHE SNIGGERS

Were you drunk?

Like you are now?

Like you were when you nearly burnt down the house?

Right.

From the beginning.

I'm listening.

I'm not judging.

Yeah, right.

I'll get you your money tomorrow, OK?

I don't care about the money.

What would Michael think if he knew you were here?

Michael?

Michael's in jail. You're...

I'm trying to help you here. I don't want to jump on you!

Is that why you told him?

Told who what?

Michael. That we...again...

Nice surprise when I went to visit him.

Why did you do that?

Why did you have to make things worse?

He was trying to control my life...

You can't help yourself, can you?

You're pathetic!

Didn't think that when you were leaving that voicemail.

I'd like you to leave.

Now.

Don't do this.

SHE LAUGHS

What about my niece and my nephews?

How can I leave them in the care of a drunk?

Get out!

SHE SOBS

Excuse me a wee minute.

Put the scissors down. I come in peace.

Do you want me to hold her down so you can get a clean shot?

Robbie!

No.

-Look, I'm so sorry...

-I'm really sorry...

I'll go first.

I get it now. I do.

I really wish things had happened differently.

-I would've spoken to you.

-I know.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry about before. That wasn't nice.

Quite some change of tune you had, mind.

Believe you me, I was more surprised than anybody.

I think you'll find I was, but never mind.

Right. Come 'ere.

Who DID tell you?

I found out yesterday. I saw you together.

Oh. That's not good.

I saw you kiss him.

It was obvious he was a goner.

You think so?

Don't worry, there's plenty more hot financial managers out there!

Aye, well, send them all to me, eh?

Nearly forgot.

It's arthouse and it's on tonight.

I thought you and Tom might like it.

Something different, eh?

The Film Council of Hungary. Yay.

Well, enjoy. See you later.

Thanks.

-Subtitled?

-Yuck!

Leyla, come on, wake up!

Oh, no.

Come on. Let's get you up.

What?

It's all right. I've got you.

You're all right.

You've got to be kidding.

Is she off her face?

We've got this, eh, Leyla? You just sit there.

I'll get you some water.

You can't be doing this. You cannot be doing this!

Where's Conor and Adeeb? Text them.

Tell them to stay away longer.

What d'you want me to say?

Anything! Just not the truth.

You'll soon feel better.

What else do we need? Aspirin, coffee...

bucket. A bucket, Nicole, quick!

I'm fine.

SHE VOMITS

-Did you send the text?

-Here.

Still no sign of your therapist woman?

She must have been held up.

Have you got a mobile number for her?

I made all the arrangements by letter, to be on the safe side.

I have an address, that's all.

Stirling way.

Can you manage there, sir?

To think of all the bother I went to getting funding.

Well, she can sing for it. Pardon the pun.

Time's marching on. Maybe I should fire up the urn, eh?

Right.

Right, then, let's make a start, shall we?

Now, does everyone know...

..A Wee Deoch An Doris?

What a state to get yourself in.

Leave it. She's not well.

She's just drunk!

I'm sorry.

Too little, too late.

That's helpful(!)

Just had a bit much.

A bit?! You were out cold!

You spewed in a bucket!

Leyla, it's the middle of the day.

When did you start drinking? Breakfast?

That's what alkies do!

Nicole, don't.

Say something.

Leyla! Tell me you'll sort this. For my dad. For the boys.

I was on your side.

What was it you meant?

When you said to Leyla that you were on her side?

Having a drink, it's been helping her cope.

You call that coping?

I felt sorry for her.

After everything that's happened.

I've got you, and she's...

she's got nothing but grief off everyone.

I thought, if it happened in the house, if she kept a lid on it,

everything would be OK.

After nearly setting the house alight?

You never said anything to me.

I thought I was doing the right thing. Till now.

I never realised how bad she was.

Oh, Nicole!

What?

You've been making it easy for her.

What? I haven't done anything!

It's the same thing, isn't it?

We already knew something wasn't right,

and you kept letting it happen.

So?

No, no, you're not blaming me for this.

It's her, she should've known when to stop!

All I'm saying is a blind eye is the last thing she needs.

You should've known better.

What? With all my years of experience?

Just a waste of space me, aren't I?

For not sticking by her 24 hours of the day, not hiding her purse.

Look, it's all right.

-I thought I was doing the right thing! For everyone!

-Aye.

But she should've done the right thing too.

So what happens now?

Come 'ere.

SINGING FROM INSIDE

How are you feeling?

Yeah. Better, thank you.

Good.

I'm glad you're back.

There's a couple of things I want to make clear.

OK.

Today was...

Today was a mistake.

I feel ashamed to have let myself get into that state

and I'd like to apologise to you both.

It won't happen again.

It's all right.

However...

Nicole, I really don't appreciate

being given lifestyle advice from you.

Especially after everything you've put us through.

You're out of order speaking to me that way.

You don't have a clue, do you?

What it's like trying to hold...

What only just counts as a family together, day in day out.

On my own, thanks to your dad.

Hang on.

You're not blaming my dad for the state you got in, are you?

Every day is hard for me. I worry about you all constantly.

I like the odd drink to unwind, it helps take the edge off.

SHE TUTS

Look, today was different.

I've had a lot on my mind, work's been busy...

I just couldn't locate my off switch.

I'm not angry with you.

But what you insinuated earlier,

that I've got some kind of problem with alcohol,

is actually quite insulting.

-But I've seen everything...

-And wrong. I'm not an alc...

I could stop drinking any time, right now if I wanted,

but that would be acknowledging something that just isn't the case.

So I'll deal with this.

But on my terms.

No more days like today.

I'm going to go grab a shower.

Perhaps you two could make a start on supper?

Stop worrying. It's over.

# Just a wee deoch an doris

# Just a wee drop, that's all

# Just a wee deoch an doris afore ye gang awa'

# There's a wee wifie waitin' in a wee but 'n' ben

# If you can say "It's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht"

# Then yer a'richt, ye ken. #

That was lovely.

You all right, Dad?

Dad?

Dad, come away and sit beside us, you're fine.

HE PLAYS "If You Were The Only Girl (In The World)"

'We had a family, Leyla.

'A life together, bringing up those kids.'

SHE SOBS

-You'll be there, won't you?

-I'll be there to give evidence.

-At least you'll have him there.

-If he can tear himself away from his DCI.

-I know you think you've been there.

-I have.

Drinking a few too many glasses of wine is hardly the same

as shooting up down some back alley, Stevie.

Did both men take part in the assault?

Punching, kicking. I thought they were going to kill me.

-I've just seen Stella.

-Oh, aye?

She's sick and tired of all this baby talk.

I didn't mean any harm.

Try and think before you open your big gob.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd