31/07/2012 River City

Gabriel did the dirty on you?

I got the booze from Sean, it was knock-off.

Sean did it, he did the pub last night.

I admit I've handled this badly, but that's not fair on Will.

-The guy is a control freak.

-Can we still be pals?

I don't know, I really don't.

-I didn't have a choice.

-Sean's threatened you?

The less you know, the better.

I could stop drinking anytime, right now, if I wanted,

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

MUSIC: "Roads" By Portishead

# Oh, can't anybody see... #

PHONE RINGS

# We've got a war to fight... #

'Shieldinch Health Centre. Please leave a message after the tone.'

'Hi, everyone, Leyla here.

'I'm really sorry, but my back's still really bad

'so I'm not going to be in again today.

'Anyway, hopefully I'll be in tomorrow. Bye.'

Don't forget your kit.

-Er, thanks, Mum.

-Somebody's got to get you sorted.

Hey, use a glass!

There's none left, they're all dirty!

So wash one!

Morning.

We need to shoot. Coming?

Aye. See you later.

Bye.

So, what are you up to today?

Dunno. The salon don't need me.

They're doing a half day cos Hayley's leaving.

Why don't you head up town?

You could treat yourself.

I don't want to leave you if your back's still sore.

No, I'll be fine.

OK, then. I'll get you up the road.

-Just take it easy, will you?

-Sure.

DOOR CLOSES

'My back's still really bad, so I'm not going to be in again today.

'Anyway, hopefully I'll be in tomorrow, bye.'

Right before she needs official sick-note.

C'mon. Play nice.

I suppose she can't help it.

My Bob has terrible trouble with his back.

Fortunately your Bob isn't our receptionist.

-How many sick days has she had lately?

-I know.

Well, you'll have to get her in.

Tatiana can't do the diabetic clinic

and cover reception at the same time.

But if she's phoned in sick...

Call her or cancel the clinic. Your choice.

OK, fine. I'll sound her out.

'Hello, this is Leyla's phone.

'Please leave a message after the beep,

'and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.'

'Hey, Leyla, it's Dan.

'Listen, I've just got your message,

'I was hoping we could have a wee chat?

'OK, well, maybe you can't get to the phone.

'Tell you what, I think I'll drop round, check you're OK...

'I'll be with you in about five minutes.'

Sorry to disturb you.

Only, the thing is, we're in a tight spot this morning.

If you could make it in, even for a couple of hours,

while the diabetic clinic's on?

I know, listen, I appreciate that.

Sorry about the back, Leyla.

I've pencilled you in for an examination at 11.30.

In the two hours either side of that appointment,

we'd appreciate it if you were here in reception

fulfilling your contractual duties. Thank you.

What?

Get that lot boxed up. I'll pick them up later.

-I thought you only wanted a couple of bottles?

-Problem?

OK, I can fit you in at 4.00 tomorrow?

Diabetic clinic? Take a seat.

OK, that's you booked in.

Yes, see you then.

Oh, thank goodness! I need to get the clinic started.

You know me. A martyr to the cause.

Oh, and listen. I wrote this down for you.

It's an ointment that I put on Bob's back when it's bad. It helps.

Thank you. I'll check it out.

Good. OK, I'll get on.

Mrs Patterson, sorry to keep you, if you'd like to come through?

PHONE RINGS

Shieldinch Health Centre. How can I help you?

Oooh, Mr Bradley, is it? That makes you a consultant, right?

Don't often get you lot making your own phone calls.

Secretary's day off, is it?

Just making conversation. Yeah, well, I'm quite busy too, actually.

What's the patient's name again?

Hah! No, just found the biscuits.

Listen, I'll pass your message on to Doctor Stubbs, OK?

Yeah. You have a nice day now.

OK, so we've got payroll stuff, suppliers

and tax things all in this file.

Keep your input and output receipts separate.

It's just easier that way.

Got it.

Don't worry. It's not that hard.

And besides, if you get stuck, you can always ask Deek.

-He knows his way around the system.

-I'll manage myself, thanks.

-So you gain a salon but lose a pal?

-It's not my fault he took the huff.

All right, all right, I handled things badly.

How many times does he want me to apologise?

How about once more for luck?

OK. I'll try again. Happy?

Ecstatic.

I hate it when your hairdresser leaves,

it's like starting all over again.

Mind you, at least Robbie's still there.

Is it true he's buying the salon?

Yes. With a business partner.

Talk of the devil. Your ears must be burning.

Should they be?

-I need to go.

-Give Hayley my love. Get her a great present.

Will do.

-Deek, talk to me, please!

-I've got nothing to say.

PHONE RINGS

PHONE CONTINUES RINGING

RINGING BECOMES BUZZING

DOOR OPENS

You made it.

Yeah, I dragged myself in.

I'm sorry about Miriam. She was a bit OTT. How's the back?

You know, soldiering on.

You've got an appointment later, so if you need any painkillers...

It's fine. I gave my appointment to a more deserving case.

-OK.

-Don't like to take too many pills anyway.

-Fair enough, they can be quite addictive.

-Exactly.

I just need a couple of files.

I've been trying to clear these house calls this morning.

-These what you're looking for?

-Thanks.

It is just your back that's bothering you, isn't it?

Er, yeah. Why?

I don't mean to be rude, but you're really sweating...

Am I?

It must be this blouse, it's, like, 150% synthetic.

Horrible thing. I'll chuck it when I get home.

Maybe you should be checked out. I've got time.

No, really! I'm great.

I just need a bit of fresh air, it's stifling in here.

Look, I might nip to the shop.

-We're running low on biscuits anyway.

-OK.

Really, I'm fine. I'll see you in two shakes.

What are you getting her?

I saw something up town that fits the bill.

It's pretty special actually.

Are you coming to the leaving do this afternoon?

I cannae, I'm chained to this till all day.

Have one on me, eh?

-That's a shame, you'll be missed.

-Och, I know.

-Morning.

-All right.

65, please.

And a half bottle of vodka, thanks.

Heavy day at the surgery?

What?

Sorry. I didn't mean... It was just a joke.

8.90, please.

Deek's in collecting for Hayley's present. She's off today.

That's come quickly.

I don't know where the days are going at the minute.

There you go. Give Derek the change.

You sure? That's a 20.

Yeah, yeah, that's fine.

Give my best to Hayley.

I will do, thanks.

That's no excuse. Mistakes like this make us look like amateurs!

I don't remember him calling.

I think that much is obvious!

Relax, everyone. The biscuits are here!

Did you take a message from a consultant this morning?

A Mr Bradley.

No. Must have been before I came in. Why? Has there been a problem?

The message wasn't passed on.

Oh, dear.

Which means that the care of one of our patients was compromised

and I'm left looking like some hick GP.

I'll leave it to you two to decide which one of those

I find more upsetting.

I'm sure it was an honest mistake. Wasn't it, Tattie?

Well, make sure it's one that doesn't happen again.

I'll have that coffee in my room. With biscuits.

I'll bring it right through.

What is wrong with you?

You know it was you who took the call!

Actually, I don't.

I'm worried for you.

DOOR OPENS

Hi. How can I help you?

"A homely atmosphere and an excellent pint,

"expertly pulled by staff who are never short of a welcoming smile."

The judge was obviously here on Zinnie's day off.

THEY LAUGH

People!

Raymond, have you got a wee minute?

There's something up with the books.

Stick them down, I'll check them later.

I must have made a mistake,

we've been really busy recently but the takings are down.

I said I'll check them later!

Aw, forget it.

What was all that about?

I don't know, but he's not gonnae speak to me like that.

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

You all right?

Fine.

It's that Sean guy, isn't it?

That's why the books are out.

Raymond, you're going to need to tell her.

Tell her what? That I'm a bloody joke?!

I think she knows that much already.

I'm sinking here.

He's started putting in orders for crates of free booze from the bar.

Talk about giving with one hand and taking away with the other.

Aye, except there's no giving involved.

And he's whacked up my interest payments an' all.

I'd have been cheaper restocking the bar out of the Mini Market.

If he keeps this up, I'm going under.

Want my advice?

Play along.

No. No more.

You cannae get juice from something that's already been squeezed dry!

Great coffee.

Thanks.

Only, next time, skip the vodka.

Explanation?

Think you've made a mistake.

A better explanation?

Oh, come on!

Who doesn't need a little pick-me-up working in this madhouse?

Coat. Bag. Now.

What?

Go home. You're suspended.

You can't suspend me!

We'll need to contact some agencies.

See if they can fix us up with a replacement.

What? Who the hell do you think you are?

If it wasn't for me and Michael, this surgery wouldn't even exist!

You're making a fool of yourself.

Oh, I'm a fool all right!

A fool for ever giving her a job in the first place!

I've asked you once. I won't ask you again.

Well, bully for you! Look at you, you're pathetic.

And a hypocrite! We've all seen you knocking back the vinos.

Come on, I'll take you home.

Get off me!

-Call the police.

-Oh, what?!

Tell them we've got an abusive drunk on the premises,

who is posing a threat to staff and patients.

Forget it. I'm leaving.

I've better things to do than spend my life in this place.

But I'll tell you something, you'll regret this!

As you were.

Ah, young love.

How long it'll be until he's biting her head off for no good reason?

All right, I was out of order.

You call that an apology?

Jeez, what do you want? A dozen red roses?

Some civility would be nice.

I don't know what's wrong with you, Raymond, but whatever it is, fix it.

Glass of white wine, please.

Don't you ever go to work these days?

Sorry, we're training her to be polite,

but it's like teaching a chicken to play the banjo.

I'm just saying, it's hardly even lunchtime.

-A large white?

-Perfect.

-Right, where's this party then?

-We started without you.

Oh, don't worry, we'll catch up. I'll go and get you another round.

Sounds like a plan.

Cheers.

A party, eh? What's the occasion?

Hayley's leaving today. Going down south.

Oh, so she is. I'll wish her luck.

Mine's a large white.

Aye, sure. All welcome.

Should we get a bottle of fizz?

Aye, go for it, and a large white. I'll go halfers wi' you.

Just put that on my tab.

Are you sure?

Aye. That's what I said.

I'll bring it over.

Thanks.

Aye, cheers.

Pleasure.

Sean, you got a second?

Look, I'm not a bottomless pit of money.

A few drinks here and there, that's small beer,

but that was nearly 30 quid's worth.

And on top of everything else.

You packed up those crates for me yet?

See, that's what I'm talking about!

There goes another couple of hundred quid! I can't do this! There's nothing left.

So what you saying?

This has got to stop!

Raymond, I've not even started yet.

I'm going under here! What more d'you want from me?

Do those stairs lead up to your flat?

Where your ex-wife and kid live?

Leave my family out of this.

I will.

As long as you're reliable.

But if you start going flaky on me...

..it's open season.

I'll just help myself to those crates.

You've been so lovely to Nicole since she started at the salon.

A real role model, that's so important for a young woman.

Honestly, it's nothing.

No, no, it is.

Nic needs a strong woman to look up to.

All right?

And you've got a lovely man!

Hot Tom!

THEY GIGGLE

Steady there. I'm spoken for.

Do you play rugby?

I bet he looks smashing in a pair of shorts.

How much has she had?!

Two glasses of white! I'm switching to that the next round.

Oh, grow up, eh?

What's wrong with him?

Leyla, I'm going to grab myself a sandwich. Line my stomach.

D'you fancy one?

Nah, I'll have another one of these though.

House calls done?

Yeah. What's Tatiana doing on reception?

I sent Leyla home.

Probably a good thing. She didn't look too great earlier.

-She was drunk.

-What? How d'you know?

Little mix-up with the coffee mugs.

Lucky I spotted it before I drank her skinny vodka latte,

or I'd be having the afternoon off too.

Then where would we be?

Catherine Millar?

Did you not talk to Deek?

I've tried. He's having none of it.

What are we going to do about her?

You all right there?

Great. Having a great time.

My round.

-Actually, I think we're...

-Suit yourselves.

Oh, my God!

It's not funny!

Sorry, but it is. That's Leyla Brodie!

I'll get that.

Who put that there?

C'mon. Let's get you home, eh?

I'm fine! Stop being such a fusspot!

You've got a nice car.

Thanks. The garage did a decent patch-up job on it.

Oh, no, did you have an accident?

Eh, yeah.

Well, you can't live in the fast lane like me and you

without having the occasional mishap.

But that's what makes us different from all these other boring bods.

Right.

So, how'd it happen, this accident?

Honestly, it doesn't matter.

-Sunny day, top down.

-No.

You zipping down the country roads with the wind in your hair.

-What's on the stereo?

-I wasn't actually in the car.

Dire Straits.

Lean over to turn it up, a momentary distraction,

you look back to the road, it's too late,

two unstoppable forces collide.

Woah!

SHE THUDS ON THE FLOOR

Sorry, are you OK? Here, I'll get you a seat.

I'm fine. I was just mucking around.

All the same, maybe you should sit down.

Just leave me!

Sure.

Take a seat.

Listen, thanks for seeing me.

No problem.

Mr Henderson says Sean Kennedy stocked his bar with stolen booze.

After breaking in, in the first place.

You've got evidence it was him?

Nothing concrete, but it makes sense.

And now he's got me over a barrel.

And he's started making threats against my family.

Can you be more specific?

He's started talking about Stuart, that's my wee boy.

And Eileen, my ex-wife, saying how he's going to get them involved.

You say he's making demands? What sort of things?

Started with just a few free drinks,

now I'm entertaining him and his pals 24/7.

I've just had to pack up a crate of booze for him,

couple of hundred quid's worth.

Plus he's doubled the interest on the cash that I owe him.

Nothing more?

Is that not enough?!

Look, the money's not the point here, it's gone way beyond that.

I don't care what happens to me,

you can bang me up for the stolen booze if you like.

But that man has to be kept away from my family.

You said if he gave me any trouble, I was to let you know!

The problem is, Mr Henderson, there's not a lot we can do.

All we've got at the minute is your word against his.

If we can't make it stick, and he knows you've got on to us,

you could end up a lot worse off than you are at the moment.

What am I supposed to do? Nothing?

Is there anywhere you could all go for a while?

Leave the pub?

It's what I'd do, in your situation. Get as far away as I could.

Zinnie.

Coo-ee! Customer!

You all right?

Large white wine, please.

I can't serve you. You've had enough.

What? I'm not drunk!

You're making a fool of yourself. And everyone's looking.

Not a minute too soon. Your mother-in-law's blootered.

Everything all right?

I'm telling her I won't serve her.

Leyla, let's get you home, eh?

Oh, here we go, Captain Sensible to the rescue!

Captain Sensible, the drug fiend.

Leyla, go up the road, right?

I just want a drink! That's not illegal, is it?

It's not like I'm trying to embezzle from my family or anything,

-now that is illegal, isn't it, Zinnie?

-Right, I've got this.

Fine, spoil a lovely party. What's Hayley ever done to you?

She's a lovely girl.

-Get off me!

-What's the matter with you?

Everyone saw you in there, drunk!

Oooh, sorry. Did I bring shame on the family?

I'm not the first and I definitely won't be the last. Will I?

What's wrong, Leyla? This isn't you.

What do you know? You don't know me. No-one does.

Look at you.

You're so young.

And life's just so simple, isn't it?

Right, wrong, black, white.

When I was your age, I always knew exactly what to do.

I didn't skip a beat.

I miss that.

You really need to...

Go home. Yeah, I know.

All right? How you doing?

Half bottle of vodka, bottle of white wine.

How much?

Hello? Anyone home?

Aye, I'm here. D'you think this is a good idea?

Got a better one?

No. Me neither. How much?

Don't take this the wrong way, right, we've all done it,

but d'you not think you've had enough already?

SHE LAUGHS

Right. And you're some kind of expert on moderation, are you?

-No, I just...

-You really know when enough's enough.

-Hey!

-When to stop stuffing it down.

-Right, that's it, you've got to go!

Or what?

I'm not joking. Get out my shop.

I'll accept your apology tomorrow.

Don't hold your breath.

HE SIGHS

I-Is that Donatella's?

Yeah, this is Leyla Brodie.

Yes, Montego Street. I'd like to order a delivery, please.

Um... Just a lasagne, thanks.

And could you put a bottle of wine in with that, please?

White.

Actually, could you make that two bottles of wine, please?

I've got friends round.

These need gone through.

-Will do.

-Well played, by the way.

-Sorry?

-Mr Henderson. I thought you handled that really well.

Well, I don't feel good about it. I know Raymond, his pub's my local.

-It's happening under my nose.

-You did him a favour.

I don't think he'll see it that way. Are we missing a trick here?

Could we pull Kennedy in for stolen booze?

Not a chance. You've met his lawyer.

It's going to be hard enough to pin murder on him,

never mind anything else. But keep an eye out, eh?

Unofficially. Seeing as you're in the neighbourhood.

Where's Eileen?

I dunno, I think she's nipped into town.

-With Stuart?

-No. He's up the stair having a wee nap.

-By himself?

-Aye. Eileen told me to keep an ear out.

Oh, for... Anything could happen to him up there on his own!

Like what?

Where the hell have you been?

Calm down, I was only up the town.

I've been trying to call you, your phone was switched off!

-I need to charge it.

-What about Stuart?

What about Stuart? Scarlett was looking after him.

You can't just go swanning off like that, Eileen!

Raymond, what's got into you?

You need to leave.

Because I went shopping?!

No.

Because of me.

What's happened?

How much do I owe you?

Were you drinking at work this morning?

How can you even ask me that? It's ridiculous.

What were you thinking?

Nothing. I was thinking nothing! Just the way I like it!

-Now, if you don't mind?

-Leyla. Let me in.

Look at you. All earnest.

Doesn't it ever get boring being so bloody perfect all the time?

I'm closing the door.

Look, deal with this now, we might be able to stop it becoming

a disciplinary matter.

Get lost.

Fine.

I have to formally ask you to come to a meeting tomorrow

to discuss this with the partners.

And I have to formally ask you to piss off.

We'll talk about this when you're sober.

There's nothing to talk about! I don't have a problem!

Order for Brodie.

Take care of yourself, Leyla.

No problem.

No problem.

DOOR OPENS

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Hey, everyone, how was your day?

So, what are your plans for this evening then?

Nothing.

Here, why don't you go and see a film,

and grab a pizza while you're at it?

Fine by me. I'll check what's on.

You touched my laptop?

-No. Why would I?

-It was over there.

Maybe Mum tidied it away.

Yeah, she's always tidying these days(!)

I forgot. It needs repaired.

What d'you mean? It's fine.

I went to use it this morning but it wouldn't start.

Probably just a fuse or something.

-Is it the plug? Gimme it, I'll fix it.

-No!

Don't tell me it's in there.

Don't be ridiculous.

Let me see.

You put my laptop in the bin! What type of crazy person are you?

It was an accident, I'll get you another one.

-I don't want another! That's the one Dad gave me!

-Well, good for him!

Sorry. I just... I'll replace it.

I know Michael gave that to you but it's not the be-all and end-all.

It is to me.

One of these days you'll realise that your dad doesn't

-actually walk on water, you know!

-Mum.

-No, he needs to hear this.

-Shut up.

-No! I'm sick of hearing how great Michael is,

what a great doctor, what a great dad!

Well, if he's so bloody great, then what's he doing in prison?!

Conor.

DOOR CLOSES

-She's lost it!

-You don't know what happened.

Did you see what she did?

I had everything on that laptop, my music, my folio, everything.

-I'll help you fix it.

-How? You're just as nuts as her!

-Shut up!

-It's true. You're both a mess.

It's not my dad in the jail.

-It's not my mum who's a drunk.

-Leave her alone.

If she was my real mum, I'd...

Hey, you two! That's enough.

I said that's enough!

Now, come on, the pair of you, shake hands.

I wish she was dead.

We're all really sorry to see you go, Hayley.

But we clubbed together and got you a wee leaving present.

Really?

Go on, open it. Don't keep us in suspenders!

OK.

Beautifully wrapped.

Oh. Oh, it's lovely.

It's a quaich.

OK, I'm lost.

A traditional Scottish drinking cup.

You drink out of that?

Well, no, not that one. That's an ornament, obviously.

I got it engraved, as well.

It's gorgeous. Thanks, everyone.

Speech!

THEY APPLAUD

Oh, no. I don't know what to say. Just...

Thank you for making my time here so special, I've had a blast.

And I'd have stayed here forever,

if I hadn't met the man of my dreams.

And I'm so lucky that he seems to feel the same way.

I do.

Right. Whose round is it?

Hang on, hang on. We're not quite done yet.

Me and Will have got you a wee present as well.

Ooooh!

What is it?

Open it and see.

SHE GASPS AND LAUGHS

Look! That's brilliant!

Oh, that's so good! Look at that!

Oh, thank you, thank you so much! I love it.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Hey, party's in there.

I know. Sorry. I just feel a bit stupid.

I should have got you something more personal.

Deek, I love it.

But there is an even better present you could give me.

Let Robbie off the hook.

-No.

-Please, I can't go away

until I know the two of you are going to be all right.

I feel like it was my fault - if I hadn't offered him the salon,

-none of this would have happened.

-That's not true.

It is.

I'm supposed to be happy here,

instead I'm stressing that I've ruined your friendship.

Robbie's really upset, you know.

Robbie?

-What is it?

-Deek's decided to accept your apology.

-I didn't say that.

-No, but you're going to. For me. Please.

You don't have to.

It doesn't mean anything if she's guilted you into it.

I'm still mad at you.

I know.

If I could turn back the clock...

What? You would've took my money instead of his?

No. But I would've handled things differently.

Anyway, it's probably for the best

you and I never bought the salon together,

mixing business and friendship is never a good idea, is it?

And mixing business and love is?

Aye, but at least when I fall out with Will over the salon,

we get to make up with having great sex.

With you that's just not an option.

Please.

I really miss you.

Can you forgive me?

If you ever do anything like that to me again...

I won't. I swear.

OK.

Thank you! Come on.

I want Will to know that we're all pals again.

Nicole!

What you doing?

Nothing. What about you?

Hayley wants me to go over to the pub. She's leaving today.

Oh.

What's up? Where's Conor?

Dunno.

Tell me you've not had another fight?

He said... he said he wishes my mum was dead.

That's pathetic, he doesn't mean it.

He does! D'you wish that she'd never met your dad?

No. No, I don't think so.

You do. And I do too.

She used to be a good mum. Not like she is now.

We were happy.

It's going to be OK. She's sorting things out.

PHONE RINGS

Look, I need to go just now. But we'll talk later, right?

And don't worry about Conor. Everything's going to get better.

Honest.

We need to buy her out.

Woah, slow down. It might just be a one-off.

Oh, come on. This has been going on for months.

If she's not off sick,

then she's late or disorganised, hungover, probably.

She's been under a lot of stress, Michael, the kids...

So she needs a break. A permanent one.

So we kick her while she's down?

We have to. Unless we want to go down with her.

I've put every penny I've got into this practice.

-Hi!

-ALL: Hi!

Hi.

-Sorry I'm so late.

-Aw, thanks for coming.

-Have I missed loads?

-Ach, not much.

-Apart from your step-mum being a total lush.

-THEY LAUGH

Was she here?

Aye, in body if not mind.

Aye, she only had a couple but they hit her pretty hard.

Empty stomach or something. We've all been there, eh?

ALL: Aye.

Sorry, I need to go.

But you just got here.

I know. I'm sorry. Good luck.

Thanks.

Nicole! Wait!

-Serve her yourself, did you?

-I wasn't even there!

-Yeah, right.

Raymond sent to me to the Cash and Carry.

I missed the whole thing.

I only got back when she started kicking off.

What?

She was making a bit of a fuss. We had to chuck her out.

What? In front of everyone?

We had no choice.

Look, wait.

I'm going home.

-I'll come with you.

-Don't bother!

Is she in there?

Probably. She's pissed.

SHE GROANS

Wake up! Everyone's talking about you!

I said wake up. Leyla, wake up!

Adeeb!

Adeeb!

Come on, Leyla.

What is it that's wrong with her?

Can you two go upstairs?

Is she OK?

I said upstairs!

Come on, Leyla. That's it.

SHE VOMITS

You're OK.

I don't know what happened.

Alcohol suppresses the gag reflex. You were drowning in your own vomit.

Listen, if you two want to go do something,

I can take care of your mum from here.

Dan's right. You should go. I'm fine.

If it wasn't for me coming home when I did you could have been dead!

I thought you were dead!

Well, I'm not. I'm OK.

It's just the painkillers I've been taking.

Stop! Stop lying.

It's nothing to do with painkillers, it's cos you're drunk!

There's never been anything wrong with your back!

The only thing that's wrong with you is that you are a total screw-up.

Adeeb...

-Nic...

-Don't.

-Please.

Have a brilliant time.

I will. You make sure you keep him in check, eh?

Aye, we'll do our best.

Thank you for the presents. Both of them.

No bother.

Don't worry, it'll be you next, I promise.

If you get sick of him, you can always send him to me.

Stop it!

-What am I going to do without you?

-Come here.

Thank you for being my best friend.

I'm going to miss you so much.

Me too.

But I'm leaving you in safe hands.

Look after him. He's precious.

I know.

Hate to pull you away, but the flight's not gonnae wait.

Right. Here I go! See you later!

Sorry.

Bye!

Come on, you. Let's get you another drink.

Deek. Robbie told me that you two made up. I'm glad.

He really values your friendship.

I value his too.

And I'm sorry about the salon. But business is business.

I just wanted to say thanks for being the bigger man.

Can I get you a drink?

Actually, while I've got you, there's something I need to ask.

That guy in the bar.

The one who got beaten up a while back.

It was you that did it, wasn't it?

How much have you had to drink?

I saw you, after it happened.

Look, it's my job to protect the public, right?

Sometimes that means protecting myself as well.

I don't go looking for trouble, but when it finds me,

I have to deal with it. D'you understand?

Now it seems you and me have got off on the wrong foot.

So why don't we make a truce? For Robbie's sake.

I think we're fine as we are, aren't we?

Suit yourself.

I suppose you want to know how much I've been drinking?

It's irrelevant. The point is, you're not in control of it.

And it's trashing your life.

When did you start? When Michael went?

Around then.

I mean, I've always liked the odd glass of wine, but after that,

one wasn't enough.

Then a bottle wasn't.

You must miss him.

Yeah.

You'd think so.

I was having an affair. Before Michael went to jail.

OK.

With Gabriel.

I say affair, it was more than that.

I was going to leave Michael for him.

Saying it out loud, I realise how ridiculous it must sound.

Does Michael...

Know I was screwing his brother?

Yeah. But we made a deal.

I'd stop seeing Gabriel. And I'd stay.

Keep things as normal as possible for the family.

What a joke.

I don't really know what to say.

Nothing. I don't even know why I'm telling you. It's ancient history.

Nothing to do with anything, really.

Isn't it?

Course not. It's over.

God, I mean, what sort of woman

walks out on her jailed husband for his brother?

The affair was bad enough, but walking out on this,

when the kids need stability, I mean, that's worse, isn't it?

I don't know.

You're supposed to tell me I'm doing the right thing.

Maybe you are, but look what it's doing to you.

Is this why you started drinking? To punish yourself?

It's not a punishment! It's the reward. The consolation prize.

The only thing that makes me feel me anymore.

While robbing you of your family, your job.

All the things that make me feel like crap!

That I'm crap at. Maybe I want to be robbed of them!

-To walk out and never come back.

-No! That's the drink talking.

Come on, Leyla, there's got to be something you can grab onto here.

Something that makes you feel good about yourself that isn't drink.

Sorry, we're closed.

Leyla.

Are you OK?

Stay there.

There's something I need to tell you.

I've been pretending that I don't care about you.

But I do.

Yeah.

Me too.

But I have to let you go.

When Michael was in hospital, I made him a promise.

To be here when he gets out.

I can't break that.

I just needed you to know.

Leyla?

Just because it was all wrong doesn't mean I'll regret it.

Thank you.

But I think you probably should.

-I'm robbing Peter to pay Paul here.

-But the savings are all right?

I have to pay what he asks to keep Stuart and you safe.

-I'm not ready for this.

-If I started drinking, would it be OK for you to do the same?

-You're not going to start.

-You don't know that.

What's he doing here?

-He works here.

-No, he disnae. Not in my pub.

I don't get Will. One minute he's all over you like a rash,

the next he's too busy to help out with his own business.

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