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-Is she wearing earrings?
-She's just out of nappies, for crying out loud.
-No, I'm not!
They're only wee ones, and they're all wearing them nowadays!
-You used me!
-And you weren't using me?!
Let's not lose perspective, Eileen, it's business.
We're skint, we're staying in somebody else's house,
and you spend fifty quid on a pair of kids' shoes!
Madonna's in the running for the Little Miss Christmas pageant. She needs those shoes!
-If we're going to work together again I need more.
-I'm sure that can be arranged.
And a place to live.
-Christina! Open the door.
I know it's hard but you have to go to school.
Christina! Pull yourself together, hen,
you know you've got to come out!
I was hoping to have it finished before you saw it.
I know it's early.
-I went a wee bit overboard didn't I?
-And I'm supposed to be the soft one?
Ach, the punters'll go nuts for it man.
Think of the money over the bar.
You're going to have to do something about that. It's squint.
Was thinking about the day itself.
You used to have the dinner down here, didn't you?
Want me to sort it this year?
-Thanks, son... but you're better off at yours.
-What about you?
Truth is, sooner it's over the better.
It's not gonna be much of a Christmas without Stuart.
-You'll still see him.
-Yeah, long enough for him to rip the paper off a pressie?
Not exactly be quality time is it, especially with the O'Haras hanging about?
How's it going with them anyway?
-Wee Christina's still upset. And they've got so much stuff!
D'you think you're goin' to be able to get it sorted in time, for the bar reporter?
That's my mission for today. Upshot is though, pal, I'm going to have to just leave you to it, OK?
-I'm just gonnae say it. And you can shout at me all you want.
Deek's flat's crowded. You need to impress this woman.
-Up there's sitting empty.
-For a reason.
-You don't think I know that?!
Raymond, you need to start looking to what you want now! No the past!
Forget it then.
Smell's away. I've aired it.
Raymond, it's just a room.
Yeah, it's just a room.
I let it become something it's not.
But what really matters is now.
And if moving back means I get Stuart then...
-Meaning you are?
-Take a lot of doing to make it a home.
-What time's she coming?
It'll be tight. Right, you let her know the a change of address.
I'll phone Jimmy, get him to help.
I'll tell him there's a bacon roll waiting or something.
-And it's on me!
-You're recovered now, aye?
I wouldn't let him out of bed until he was right as rain.
I'm just glad to be up. Was starting to go stir-crazy.
What he means is he missed the gossip.
-All right, I did. Speaking of which,
-what's this I hear about a certain person moving to the Merchant City?
I'm just saying, didn't take Eileen long to shack up with Mr Money-Bags.
You don't get one of they flats without a down-payment.
Hey, What can I get you, Raymond?
Oh, hiya, sorry, it's not as if you and her are still an item.
No matter what we think of Eileen, she's a free agent
-so why not grab what's on offer?
-Couldn't care less?
It's just that some of us have got better things to do than gossip.
Three bacon rolls to go, please.
(What? He's not bothered, see?)
Would it kill you to be civil?!
-That's easy for you to say.
Think about something else then. Two weeks time.
-On a beach. Sunshine.
-Do you have to shout about it?
Here, let me.
Ho-oh! Hey, you're getting to be heavy. Who's a big boy, eh?
Mark... Mark, it's fine, I can manage. It's fine, I can manage.
They seem like a nice couple.
They're business partners.
Ah, right. Probably just tittle-tattle then.
What's that supposed to mean?
Ah, forget it. Y'know what people round here are like.
If you've got something to say, say it.
All I'm saying is if it was me,
some guy messing about with my family, I'd want to know who he was.
Sponsored silence? You know what?
Put me down for a tenner.
It'll worth it not to have Liz yelling at me
-for using up all the hot water.
-Aye. Silence is golden.
I reckon we'll not get a cheep out of her till six o'clock.
-So what is it, for charity?
-Something like that.
Think she'll last?
She's stubborn enough. I suppose it depends how easy we make it for her.
Hmmmm. I'm game if you are.
All right, Liz, I was going to pick a tree up for the boys.
Want me to put one by?
Och, no, we'll no be bothering with a real one this year.
Oh, no, all those needles, no, no, no.
Thought we'd go for one of those fake ones, is that all right, pet?
I was thinking a big bright pink one, that'd be just the ticket.
That OK, Liz?
She hates those things! Any other time, I'd have got a lecture!
She's good, I'll give her that.
That bed's for Raymond's wean, why's he not putting it up himself?
It's work. Want me to knock it back?
-Putting a wash on?
-Might as well. That's me stuck in.
-Madonna's got a sore throat.
-She was fine first thing.
-Right, I'll see you later, darlin'.
That's some holler from somebody who's no' been feeling very well.
Ach the wee darlin', sounds like she's swallowed sandpaper.
Right, I better be going. Have a good day.
Aye, we will.
In you come, Malcolm.
What can I do for you?
Liz left me a note for me, asked me to hand these photos in.
She reckons Raymond must've lost most of the rest in the fire.
Aww. Thanks. He'll be made up.
-Aye. Well, I'll leave you to it.
-Don't forget the bucket.
-Eh? No, Malcolm. That's the charity one.
Whoever it's for their need's greater than mine.
It's your charity. The one Liz set up for you.
Oh, aye, that's right, of course.
It's a belter of a photo. Everybody says so.
-They're all chipping in.
-Are they? That's good.
-What do you want?
-To see Stuart.
We've been through this...
Eileen, I'm just over the road. He's here. This is daft.
You had your chance. Actually he's not here.
Where is he? It's a bit early for nursery.
He's at the child-minder. She'll take him.
So you'd rather leave our son with a stranger...?
Why not? I checked her references. No mention of violent crime.
I'd say she was the better option.
-Look, I didn't come here to argue.
Eileen, how much do you know actually about this guy?
-I mean really know.
-I'm not listening to this!
-I know he's a flash operator. I heard all about your flat in Merchant City.
-So that's it!
-Where's his money come from? Have you asked that?
-He works. Like everybody else.
-And what if it's not the same?
-What is this?
I'm just saying maybe you should ask a few questions. Instead of just taking him at face value.
Raymond, how are you?
We're talking here.
Don't let me stop you. We don't have secrets, do we darling?
-But we do need to discuss Christmas.
-What about it?
Well, I'm moving back into The Ship. I'd like Stuart to be there part of the day.
Ah, what a shame.
Hope you've not gone to any bother?
-What's he on about?
-You not told him?
-Mark's taking us to Portugal.
-He's got a villa there.
-Pool. Jacuzzi. Stuart's going to love it.
No, he's not! It's his birthday!
Did it never cross your mind I might want to
see my son on his birthday?! He's going nowhere!
You can't stop me. I asked my solicitor.
-I'll see about that.
-Raymond, be reasonable.
Stuart will be fine. If he needs anything...
well he's got me.
-I'm just saying, was it necessary?
-The man's got anger issues.
Yeah. Anyway I've got to get on.
Sure. I'll get out of the way.
-Only I thought we could do lunch later.
It's what we'll be discussing. They've some good jobs in there.
Nice little number in Newcastle.
Housing Officer. Twice what you get here.
-I can't leave here.
-Why not? I'll be there too.
Hey, we make a good team.
I know, but I've got family, and I can't leave my dad.
He's got Gina. And you can always jump on a plane.
I like what I do here.
What worrying about the Mullens' dodgy plumbing
for the rest of your life?
KNOCK ON DOOR
Look at this.
Who in their right mind puts this stuff in cards, eh?
Can I have a word?
You said that with guys like Mark Vincent,
you'd make it your business to find out about them.
People who get off sifting through other people's garbage.
Would you give me a name?
I thought we'd gone over what everything cost? What's this for?
To hire a private investigator to look into Vincent.
-Have you lost it?
-What am I supposed to do, sit on my hands?
-I'm getting shafted here.
-Is it sympathy you want?
The man is with my son. Playing daddy.
He's got Eileen wrapped around his little finger.
And I know he's not all he makes out.
How? Are you sure this is about Stuart?
Not cause you're jealous this guy may or may not,
-be sleeping with your ex?
-Eileen can do what she likes.
Raymond, this is a mistake.
I thought we agreed you'd go through the courts.
That was before I knew he was taking my boy away at Christmas.
I can't just do nothing.
SHE SIGHS AND GIGGLES
-She's on her way!
-Are you sure about this? Here we go.
Oh, come on, Malcolm, that's nay fair.
We can't be expected to go out just to suit you!
Oh, you're there, dear.
Gabriel was just asking if we could make ourselves scarce this evening.
-I've got a friend coming over.
-Don't worry, I've said 'no'.
It's just we're not going to be spending the holidays together
so I fancied a bit of time together. Never mind.
Oh, she'll be away? Well, you never said that?
In which case it'd be selfish for us to refuse.
Given the season, eh? What do you say, pet?
No objections? That's the spirit.
At least you know you've talked us round.
Thanks, Liz. I'll not forget it.
And you, I owe you a pint.
-You're on, son, you're on!
Madonna's been in that toilet for ages.
-Come on, Rudolph!
-Shall I see if she's OK?
-Ach, she's fine.
Just something she's started doing to get out of practising.
-So that's what the outfits are all about too?
I thought it might give us a more professional look.
-What's that look for?
-Don't give me that. Spit it out!
All right. I just think you're taking this a bit too far.
I mean does Madonna even want do it?
She's locking herself in the toilet, is that not saying anything to you?
Oh, is this what I'm getting now? Skills on how to be a parent.
No, but I know how you can get.
Plus, I've seen TV shows about these things. They're dead serious.
You trying to say she's no gonnae be good enough?
She's my baby sister, of course she is.
I'm just saying, maybe try something smaller. Like a Talent shows or a school play.
Aye, you should know. You couldn't even get a part in the school Nativity.
Not even when they were crying out for sheep!
Do you know how mad you sound?
Better that than jealous. Besides I'm thinking about doing it an' all.
-There's a glamorous mammy section.
I think it'll be right up my street.
Suppose I'll get on with it then, upstairs.
Aye, cheers, Stevie.
Must've heard you wrong when you said how important it was to you.
Hope there's something nice for me under that tree.
I've been very good this year.
Let's take this through here?
I know all this.
-That's a registration document.
Mr Vincent has a penchant for buying up companies, getting them credit,
asset stripping, then declaring said company null and void.
All just this side of legal.
And then there's this.
-His bank statements?!
-Nothing's private any more.
He's paying Eileen money. Thousands...
He must think she's got something worth paying for.
Apart from her sparkling personality, that is...
Right, I'll be off.
What did he want?
What, so you can talk to him, no to me?
You best stay out of it, son.
Come on Murray, pick up, son! Urgh!
Come on, come on!
MOBILE PHONE RINGS INSIDE
Murray! It's me! I know you're in there!
-What's going on? I've been trying to call you.
Now is not such a good time...
Two consenting adults. It's still legal.
I'm not saying 'no'. It's a big decision.
What's the rush?
What's the hesitation? I'm offering you both a new life.
Aw, but what sort?! Chucking people out their homes?
Making a fast buck?
Eileen, you went into this with eyes open.
You burnt your bridges for something better in life. No going back now.
Hey! Look who's popped round to have a chat.
-Oh, no, of course, you can't.
-I just wanted to give you that, Dad.
Oh, that's very kind. Isn't it, pet?
Take no notice, Liz disnae mind me speaking for her.
-Aye, sit down.
-I'm not stopping.
And I can't see why you dropped this off today.
We usually give Christmas card, Christmas morning.
-Would I be welcome?
-You're always welcome here.
If nowhere else?
-I meant to do right, Dad.
-I believe you.
Nobody else does.
I'm starting to think it may be better if I moved away from here.
No, no, no! Home's here! I know things have been hard,
but Christmas has got a great way of softening hearts.
-I had hoped it would with you and Raymond too.
I know, I know... I'm not meddling.
I just hoped you'd put your differences aside
for one day at least. If only for the bairn.
And it'd be grand to have you all sat around this table again.
Especially wee Stuart. That's what Christmas is all about - family.
Can we talk?
What do you want?
A truce. I want us to stop tearing lumps out each other.
-Because we don't have to. We can sort this.
No. There's got to be a reason.
You never back off unless you've got no other option.
I'm not backing off.
-Is it maybe because you've found out what he's like?
See cos now I know why you were so keen to deny it.
The man's bought you. You're as bad as him.
You had somebody do this?!
Follow me and take pictures?!
Don't turn this round on me! You're taking money from a crook.
-How could you?
-Don't judge me! A woman who sells herself.
-Sells her friends!
-Why are you doing this...? What do you want?
-Get rid him of him. Now!
Eileen, you are better than this!
I thought not.
Is it seeing me happy you can't stand?
Cos if that's the case,
you won't have to worry about that for much longer!
-What's that supposed to mean?
-I'm thinking of making a change.
Been stuck here for too long.
-Maybe get a job, move away. Might even stay in Portugal.
Why not? Mark's a wealthy man.
Be nice not to have to scrimp for a change!
You're not taking Stuart anywhere.
You think you can stop me? With this?!
You're pathetic! You want to know about me and Mark?
I'll tell you. With HIM, I feel something!
D'you mind telling me how you got these?
I hired someone. Does it matter?
You said you'd nothing on the guy. Well now you do!
Really? Bank statements that aren't even yours?
You've no right to have these
and in any case all it shows is that Vincent paid Eileen some money.
-Oh, come off it, what for!?
-I dunno. Gift.
-Well then you tell me?
-I don't know!
I tell you, I know this.
That man bought housing stock on very favourable terms.
Now where did he get the inside information from?!
You think he bribed Eileen?
That is quite an allegation without any evidence, Raymond.
Vincent and Eileen are a couple. Lending each other money isn't unusual.
I gave Robbie cash to buy the salon.
He's only known her five minutes.
You don't give that much and not expect something in return!
That doesn't mean it's dodgy!
In any case, what you and I think doesn't matter.
-You need proof.
-Here's your proof.
But a jury has to be sure. Otherwise they'll acquit.
And they might not be so soft on Eileen...
But he's the one behind it.
But you don't get to pick. So my advice is forget it.
Hey! He's thrown people out of their homes.
He's set to make a killing. The whole thing stinks to high heaven. But you don't care?
-OK. OK, I'll talk to her.
-Talk to him!
No! Like I said. You don't get to pick.
Eileen? Can you come with me, please?
-I've got somewhere I need to be.
-I know, look I want to keep this as low-key as possible,
but an allegation has been made. I'm sorry.
What've you told him?
-I showed him the statements. What was I supposed to do?
-You went to the police?!
Just tell them about Mark Vincent. It's him they want.
Eileen, can you get in the car, please?
You must really hate me!
Even more than you love your own son!
I don't. I don't.
KNOCK ON THE DOOR
Hello, I'm after a Raymond Henderson.
He's not here the now. Can I help?
I've an appointment. Jo Tait.
I'm the bar reporter.
Well if he's not here...
Mate, you better get back to the pub.
I really can't wait much longer.
RUNNING FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
Mr Henderson, better late than never. Jo Tait.
I was just saying how you were out getting more stuff...
-Aye. That's right.
Look, I know this place doesn't look much now but...
No, I mean it's a nice picture. It's great you've got the mother in.
Are you still communicating?
Hold on, I thought this was about what I had to offer?
-Well in that case, what does it matter how things are with me and Eileen?
Mr Henderson, your relationship is only of concern,
in as much as it affects Stuart.
Just let her know what having Stuart means to you.
That would be helpful.
It means... everything.
I thought that I would never be a father again.
See, me and Eileen already had two. And er...
So, when it happened again. I was terrified.
But having Stuart depend on me...
is the best feeling in the world. And yeah, I still get scared.
But, see, now everything makes sense,
and I know that I can look after my son....
All I'm asking you for is that chance.
Would you be willing to do that in partnership with Ms Donachie?
Take a seat.
Now we have called your lawyer a call.
But I must stress, you're not under arrest,
but it will be a lot easier if you can answer a couple of questions.
Eileen, an allegation's been made that you were given money by
Mark Vincent in order to corruptly supply confidential information.
All I need you to do is tell me what the money was really for and then we can let this whole thing go.
OK. What can I do for you?
What I want from you doesn't require any effort. You just listen.
Then get in your car and you never come back.
-I found some things out about you.
-Did you now?
And that information is now with the police.
In fact, they're talking to Eileen even as we speak.
Sooner or later they're going to want to talk to you.
Not least about the cash that you paid her for the inside information.
Inside information? No. I did give her money, yeah.
To buy bits and bobs for our holiday. I'm particular how my women look.
Save it. It was thousands! You're in this up to your neck!
Can you prove that?
Cos believe me, one thing I always do is cover my own back.
Tell that to the police.
Gladly. Or rather my lawyer will.
See that's one of the perks,
being able to afford people that can sort things out.
Not that I suppose Eileen can.
Which is, phew, well, it's unfortunate.
All right. What do I have to do?
To make you disappear, what do you want?
You're offering me a deal?
To tell the police that Eileen wasn't involved!
Now that is touching. OK, let me see. I know.
What about you buy my properties off me.
At a mark-up, of course. A man has to eat.
I can't do that. I haven't got that sort of money.
Well, if you don't, the lovely Eileen might end up behind bars.
Where as me...
Shall we say 250K? Yeah, that should just about cover it.
I just told you, I HAVEN'T GOT THAT SORT OF MONEY!
How about friends? Well, there must be someone that'll help you out.
I'll give you till close of play.
-Sure you won't?
-Can we get this over with?
You've made an offer to buy Deek's flat. I've accepted.
-But I need it in cash.
-Cash? Sounds a bit desperate?
I haven't got time to mess about.
-And I don't wanna buy Deek's flat.
-Nah, I've changed my mind.
But what I'd like to know is what made you change yours?
-But you're getting it for a song!
-Price is immaterial.
What I want to know is why the big hurry?
Look, I really didn't want to come here.
If there was anyone else...
All right, I do need the money. It's for family.
I've made mistakes, right?! I lost Deek because of one of them.
Now I'm about to lose what I've got left.
This to do with Vincent?
I need the money to stop him incriminating Eileen.
I've had to offer to buy his flats off him.
Fine. But I'm still not buying Deek's.
-But I'll lend you the money.
-Aye, it's Christmas.
If you can't help out a neighbour at this time a year, when can you? Why don't you let me handle this?
Dealing with people like Vincent,
well that's more my forte than it's yours.
SHE TUTS AND SIGHS
Hamilton residence. No, I'm sorry she can't come to the phone.
She's in bed.
No, nothing serious.
She likes to take the weight off her feet since she got the bunions.
Hah! Oh, it's her own fault.
Doctor Dan advised her to wear sensible shoes.
But well... You know what women are like. Aye, bye!
What's the matter? You not want folk to know your ailments?
Aye, it wouldn't be nice having everyone knowing.
Sniggering behind your back.
Bit like having your face plastered all over a bucket.
Then again it's only sad old Malcolm. Who cares?
You can laugh in his face! Come tomorrow he won't even remember!
So you don't need to worry, pet.
I'll still be the one getting the pity.
It's all I'm good for!
No! That's not it at all!
Ha! Got you at last, eh?! Then what is it?
You think I...? I was doing it for you.
Then don't! I'm not a charity.
Do you not think I've lost enough already without losing my dignity as well?!
Tell me, DC Cooper, did you spend much time in uniform?
Then you'll remember the first rule - avoid domestics like the plague.
Particularly if they involve Raymond Henderson.
There is evidence that money has changed hands.
And Vincent's explanation is iffy in the extreme.
OK. If we get more, then you can go back to it. Happy?
But not when it's part of some domestic bust-up.
I'll drop it if you want?
That's up to you. I wish you'd never picked it up.
Good luck to them.
Better use of my money than a lot of things. A pint.
At least they don't parade some poor soul in order to get your cash.
You OK? What's up?
-I want my picture off that. Now!
Can you believe Liz would do such a thing just in order to
indulge this charity thing of hers?
Malcolm, that 'charity thing'
is raising a lot of money for the Music Therapy class.
But why me?! Why not somebody else?
Maybe because you're popular. You're half the reason most people come.
And maybe when they think how much you put in it gets them
to chip in a few quid too. It's not charity. It's pay-back.
TV IS ON
-What're you doing back?
-I live here. Remember?
You've been working. Thought you might stop off for a bevy.
I will. Where's my wee princess?
Doing her homework. It's a wee project.
-I thought she wasnae at school.
Darling. What's happened to you?
What d'you mean what's happened? What's it look like?
It looks like a Belisha beacon. What've you done to her?!
Just a wee fake tan. I think it looks great.
Fake tan! At her age?!
It's just a wee test run. I'll wash it off the night.
Oh, that's not so bad then, eh? You know you're unbelievable.
I might've known you wouldn't understand!
I'm just giving her a chance to win. Come here, darlin'.
This pageant thing again!
We are talking about a wee lassie's dreams here.
You might be happy with your lot, but some of us can dream bigger!
Are you sure this is about Madonna?
Tell you what, I'm going to the pub! URGH!
-I bet you're needing a stiff drink.
Well, can't have been easy for you keeping your mouth shut.
You've usually got something to say about most things...
I'm not staying. I just need to have a word with Stevie.
A wee bit of order, folks! Cheers.
Now we all know Liz has been doing a wee sponsored silence.
And we hope she's set an example for a few other women here!
Me?! Ya wee toe rag.
But for now, this belongs to Liz.
-No, it doesn't.
Och, I broke the rules.
I spoke before I should have, so I can't take it.
As a matter of fact,
I seem to have got this wrong from start to finish, apparently.
So, sorry, everybody.
Somebody's gonnae have to take it.
Take it. You deserve it.
If Liz spoke sooner than she should have, it was my fault.
First my stupid teasing.
Then I let my pride get in the way of all these other folk being helped.
And been grateful for Liz's caring. So, will you accept my apology?
Get a room you two!
So from now on, Liz has my full support!
Mr Vincent, Lenny Murdoch. Nice to meet you.
But I'm the person putting up the money, so I'm the only one that needs to be here.
Come on through. I'll not keep you long.
-We're both busy men.
-So, you've got the money?
-Good. Then there's a few wee expenses, we need to discuss.
Well, the 250k is for the flats, but Henderson wants me to go as well.
So I'd say a relocation dividend is due.
Shall we say another 10%?
10%. I hope there's room for negotiation eh?
You are going to be reasonable, Mr Vincent.
Well, 10% is my offer.
Though I'm willing to go eight to show goodwill.
I never made myself clear.
See I was thinking more 0%.
-What's going on?
Mr Henderson is going to buy the flats from you.
But for the exact price that you paid. No mark-up.
I gave Mr Henderson the price.
So he can either pay up or forget it.
See that's just not gonna happen.
You don't intimidate me. What are you, some kinda two-bit gangster?
Oh, that's a pity.
See right up to that second there, I thought maybe you and me were two of a kind.
But we're not. Cos I always know who I'm doing business with.
-I leave nothing to chance.
-What are you talking about?
Mark Vincent, yeah, I know about you.
You've got a wife, house in Balmedie.
Nice out there, isn't it? Clean air. Couple of kids.
What else do I know about you.
Oh yeah, yeah, you've cost people a lot of money.
You've got enemies.
I'm a businessman, of course I make enemies.
And you always make sure you get out before anything sticks.
And everybody's just got to write off their loss.
Of course when it's personal they might not be as willing to do that.
-Sorry did I not say.
One of the people you put out their homes was my grandson.
So unless you're willing to accept Mr Henderson's very reasonable offer,
I'm not likely to forget that.
I will haunt you. I will follow you wherever you go.
In the only way people like you get hurt, in the pocket.
I'll make sure you never make one penny profit ever again.
So what do you say, do we have a deal?
OK, I spoke to Mr Vincent, he assures me
he can account for every penny.
Says it was for flights that you booked on his behalf.
Can you confirm this?
He also mentioned he'd be leaving Glasgow.
Maybe not such a good idea to follow him.
Right, so the case is closed.
But if I get wind of anything else like this
I will be forced to pursue it fully. Understood?
OK. Thank you.
-I owe you.
-Course you do. It's a loan.
What, do I look like the fat guy in the red jacket?
So you scared him off?
Let's just say he didn't like me rattling his skeletons around.
Why didn't I see any of that family stuff?
Must have come in later.
Listen, just the one thing.
Collateral for the loan. I was thinking The Ship.
What?! No! No way!
What else you got?
You're not getting your hands on my pub again.
Fine. I'll call Vincent? Tell him the deal's off?
You kept stuff back about Vincent. You played me!
No, no. You played yourself, mate.
I just wound you up and let you run.
Why not? Collateral, is The Ship.
Miss one payment, she's mine.
He's asleep. Gina put him down.
-And I'm sorry.
-I know you won't believe me.
Are you surprised?
I lost it. I didn't even recognise myself doing half those things.
Like getting me locked up?
Can we not do this?
I'm so tired of us battling each other.
No. No, I deserve an answer.
-I never meant that to happen.
-I was humiliated.
I know, and I'm sorry. But please listen.
This person, that's been getting things wrong... it's not me.
You have to see that.
I've been bashing around. Hitting out at you.
When you're the one person that I should've come to for help.
So what happens now?
I've bought the homes. I got the police off your back.
I'm trying to get back what I really want.
Which is what?
Do you mean that?! You want us to come back
after everything that's happened?!
I was right about Vincent.
The man left his kids, did he tell you that?!
But he's gone now. He's out of your life.
So we can all move back here, and start over.
He's gone and you think I'm just going to come running?
How sad does that make you? Poor, poor Raymond.
Cos that's never gonna happen. Now you listen to me.
I was arrested! I was humiliated! And for what?!
For trying to keep my child safe?
-For getting involved with another man?
No, this is my turn! OK, the man left his kids!
No, I didn't know that!
But you just couldn't resist telling me, could you?
Cos that way, you get to point out my mistakes yet again!
Well anything I have done pales beside what you did.
So sorry, it doesn't even begin to cut it.
And I wouldn't get back into your bed if you were the last man alive!
Now, I'm gonna go and get my son.
You're going to pay for this Raymond.
For what you did today.
You're never going to stop paying.
Here? Is it true?
Lenny's in there. Saying you bought the flats back.
-Where did the money come from?
-Nothing for you to worry about.
Here you are? Spill the beans!
Sorry, mate, didn't want you hiding your light under a bushel.
So have you bought them?
Yeah. Everybody gets to move back in.
LAUGHING AND CHEERING
That definitely deserves a drink!
Stevie, open up a tab, eh? This one's on me.
Mine's a malt.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
This is the best Christmas present ever!
I told Madonna she'd be home for Christmas. So that gets me out of a tight spot!
This'll take more than one drink to sink in.
Here. Think this'll suit you more than me!
Aye, you're a real hero. Here's to Christmas.
Yay! To Christmas!
To you and yours, eh? Can't argue with that.
It's a serious competition.
But she's allowed to have some fun!
Aye well, it'll not be fun when she's up there,
embarrassing herself in front of the other weans will it.
Right, one, two three, turn.
I don't believe it. They're writing about us on a blog now.
They're not even pictures of me.
I thought we could maybe go out for our dinner tonight,
just the two of us, might have something to celebrate later on.
Aye, well we'll see.
We're due to move in today, I promised Madonna we'd be in for Christmas!
Could you speak to Gina, see if you could stay a bit longer.
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