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Did it never cross your mind that I might want to spend some time
with my son on his birthday?
He's going nowhere!
You can't stop me. I asked my solicitor.
We'll see about that.
Next week, I have to go to court, to fight to see him.
My own son.
I was arrested, I was humiliated.
You're going to pay for this, Raymond.
You're never going to stop paying.
'Stuart's my son...our son.
'It's my job to keep him safe.
'Show him he's loved..
'whichever home he's in.
'As any parent will know,
'right from the very moment your child is brought into the world,
'you want nothing more than to protect them
'and keep them safe from harm.
'I have always wanted for Stuart to have the very best in life.
'A loving family.
'A secure home. A good upbringing.
'With me, he could have these things and would obviously still
'be able to see his mother too, as any child would wish.'
'A father and son share a very special bond.
'I will do everything in my power to make sure
'he always feels supported and loved throughout his life.'
What's going on here?
Eileen, the court's not gonna take Stuart away from you.
What if they do?
..because you're his mum.
And that's all I am. Can't even give him a home!
We're camped out here.
You give him everything.
Come on, Eileen, you're the strongest person I know.
Even when we were wee.
It's what makes you the woman you are.
Which is what? The councillor who gets folk thrown out of their homes?
Or someone who gets taken in by a crook
or...somebody that's failed two children already?
No. A mum that loves her son.
Right, come on. Come on, these go back.
You're not saying goodbye to him. Not now...
Ah, glad I found you.
Scarlett asked me to pick up her wages.
She does know she's in early, doesn't she?
She'll remember. What's this - a counsel of war?
Something like that. Listen, leave 'em alone, though, eh?
He's wound up as it is, enough without you.
Listen, if he's wound up now, wait till he's wakened up
by a greetin' faced wean in the middle of the night!
See you later. Hope there's food.
Party for this one.
Forgot. Happy 21st, Stevie.
This is good.
But are you sure you get to make a speech?
-I thought your solicitor did that?
-Yeah, well, look,
I thought it might help just to put down how much Stuart means to me.
Well, it certainly does that. It works.
Right, I'd better go get my togs on.
-Let's hope for the right result, eh?
Listen, I'll leave all the birthday decorations to Scarlett, OK?
Forget it. That's not important.
Here, I'll get it.
So how are you feeling?
I'm petrified, son.
I feel like I'm walking in there without a prayer.
Come on, Raymond, is that how you're going to play it?
Lose before you've even started?
Right, say you don't get Stuart, right...
Well, you appeal. Cos it's not right.
I know that, but...
What, and the court won't? Raymond, they're not out to be unfair.
-Do you reckon?
So instead of thinking the worst,
why not think of the things you've got going for you?
I nearly forgot.
A race day! What, like racing real motors and all that?
The guy that told me about it says they've actually got
Formula 3 cars and everything.
Happy Birthday, kid.
OK, well, you know what time he goes down for his nap?
He'll be fine, away you go.
Yeah of course, I know. You're good with him.
you be a good boy.
All right? No cheekiness,
and Mummy'll be back soon. Give me a cuddle, give me a big cuddle,
cos I love you so much.
Hey, any more, and you'll squeeze his breakfast out.
Right, come on you.
Are we going to go through and watch some telly?
Right, this way, come on.
Quick, I'll race you.
And I want this table polished too.
Want to tell me what aftershave I can wear as well(?)
Don't be facetious. But nothing too pungent.
I don't want it stinking the whole house out.
Who is this guy anyhow?
Mr Norris is a senior figure in the charity,
and I want him to see that I'm doing a good job.
Although why I offered to cook him lunch I'll never know!
-Oh, Malcolm, give me a second, please?
Look, the fun run's sorted. Job's done. OK?
Yes, but Mr Norris has to see that I'm someone that can be relied upon.
He may need my help another time.
I certainly could do without him today, though,
what with Eileen to worry about.
-There's room in the car if you want to come with us.
well, if you girls could take your father, now that'd be helpful.
I've still got things to do.
No, that's great. Thanks for letting me know, cheers.
Could be an omen.
Very smart. This is it, eh?
-Today's the day, yeah.
-Wish you luck.
No, I mean it. Family's the bedrock.
Nobody should have that taken off them.
Hey, meant to say, saw a notice at Deek's place.
-Sold, is it?
-Yeah. Well, that's what the call was about.
We exchange today.
Now, I'll have the money transferred first thing.
-Then that's you and me quits.
-Ah, well. Can't win them all, eh?
Listen, thanks for being here. I am grateful.
Where else was I going to be?
Well, I thought I was. But now that I'm here, I'm not so sure.
Mr Henderson, stop fretting.
Right, I'm about to discover if my son's going to grow up
thinking I'm his daddy or some stranger...
not worrying isn't an option.
No, what I meant was, we're in with a decent shout.
Popular prejudice has it that courts lean towards the mother.
But nowadays the child comes first.
Now, you offer Stuart a stable home. You've a business.
You told the bar reporter you were happy to involve
Ms Donachie in his life.
Eileen has none of those. So right now, we have the advantage.
My tactics will not be to undermine your ex-wife,
merely to emphasise what more you can offer.
One more thing. It's best to keep your distance.
Less emotion the better.
..I can't wish you good luck.
But I really want you to know that I don't wish you ill either.
And I never have.
That man should lighten up.
His face is that long he's tripping ower it.
Have you finished all they chocolate biscuits already?
They're in there. I had to hide them from Jimmy.
No wanting him piling on the pounds.
Ho, ho, that'll be right.
-What are these?
-What do they look like?
-Should they not be paid?
-Aye, when they turn red.
I'm not giving they crooks my cash early!
Does Jimmy know?
I mean, if he comes back home and this place is in pitch black,
there'll be hell to pay.
Ah well, least you're earning today, hen.
With they two away, you'll be in charge.
Come on, go easy, Scarlett.
This pram was built for a wee wean.
-Well, better make it worth our while.
-By the way, what's my share?
-You're going to need help doon they stairs.
-I'm not doing that for nothing.
-You're my ma!
Do you think I'm soft?!
-Right, and what'll we say if somebody wants to look at her?
We'll just say she's an ugly wean.
What do you want?
Eh, worn carpet. Manky wallpaper. It is my house, eh?
-What're you doing with that?
-We're selling it, Jimmy, and do you know,
we've got loads load of other junk.
There's a jumble sale.
Great! So, making up for all that money you spent on that pageant!
Saved by the bell.
Ma, you'll waken the dead!
Stick it in the back, wait until Stevie's gone.
-Ah, caught you.
What's that for?
Never you mind. We're no open yet.
Do I look as if I need a drink at this time of the morning?
Is Steven here? Because I need to know
if Raymond has approved arrangements for the fun run.
Aye, he has.
So can we base everything here?
Oh, it's all in hand, Liz.
You have spoken to Raymond?
-Course I have, aye.
-Is that you, Scarlett?
Liz, everything's sorted. See you later.
Don't think I won't check!
Who was that?
It's just...just, just Liz.
You're looking lovely by the way, in that suit. Aye.
What are you doing in there?
Um, p-party decorations.
-Can I have a look?
Right, will I just shove this in the kitchen?
I'll take it, darlin'.
Aye, all right. Make sure he doesn't see it. You look good.
Aye. If I was ten years younger, I'd ...
Stop it, you!
Right, I'm away. I'll pop back in for my wages later on, all right?
So...should you not be away supporting Raymond the noo?
Well, beat it, then.
Sorry, taxi was late. OK, we're up first.
Essentially, that is to present our case.
But I'm also going to use it to cast a little light on Mr, erm...
..Henderson...Mr Henderson's failings.
I was thinking, would it not be better if we met him halfway?
Halfway? Eileen, Mr Henderson's crave is for primary residence.
Now, on paper, he's got a very good case.
So either we cast doubt on what he can offer or it could be him
offering you every second weekend.
Now, of course it's your decision.
If you want me to go to the Sheriff
and tell her you'd like to settle, well, just say.
Can we come to order?
We're here to decide residence arrangements for Stuart Henderson.
I remind you we are in a court of law
and to treat proceedings accordingly.
'Eileen's a good mother. She's amazing at juggling things.
'I put that wrong. Stuart's always her first priority.'
'You also know Mr Henderson.
'Now, could you tell us about him as a father?
'But you have your reservations?
'There was an occasion before Christmas...
'Raymond had collected Stuart
'and then he asked me to fetch one of the toys that he needs to sleep.
'But you thought it was something more, is that right?
'Yeah, I thought he called me because he wasn't coping.'
-'The bar reporter came to where I used to live.
'I'm now at my sister's. It's temporary.
'But it's far more child-friendly.'
And how would you say it compares to where you used to live
when you were still with Mr Henderson?
The Tall Ship?
We have the bar report, Mr Orr.
I believe Ms Tait was more interested in what your client
With respect, that only goes so far.
I'm looking at the bigger picture.
Were there ever disturbances? Or violence?
It's a public house, Mr Orr - disturbances are not uncommon.
Ms Donachie, your housing arrangements are temporary.
Till when, please?
I'm not sure.
'I recently married Eileen's father.
'Happiest day of my life.
'Now, normally I don't approve of older mothers.
'But Eileen was brought up in a loving home
'and she is passing on that same joy to her own child.'
'One last question. Eileen has the support of her wider family.
'Do you think Mr Henderson would be as likely to seek that?
'Accept when he can't cope, I mean.'
'No. I don't think he would.'
It's a whitewash. She made out Gina's flat was Disney World!
Are you saying it presents a specific danger to Stuart?
Then what's to gain by attacking her? I explained our game-plan.
So she gets to have a go at me, and we say nothing back?
Mr Henderson, I've plenty of information on Ms Donachie's
If you want me to go down that road, I will.
It's up to you.
How's he getting on?
Aye, he's OK.
Here you go.
Oh, I meant every word.
Liz, should you not be off?
You don't want to keep that charity guy waiting.
No, no. I was just going to give him a ring and say that I'm needed here.
I can't leave your father.
Will you stop fussing, woman?
All I've got to do is answer questions.
Dad's right. We'll put him in a taxi later. Go on.
Well, if you're sure. I'll see you at home, then.
-OK, see you, then.
What was all that about?
I'd best get back in.
'Oh, aye, Stuart's a happy wee boy. He's always full of mischief.
'You obviously dote on him.
'And you get to look after Stuart often?
'Oh, aye, aye. Most weeks.'
In the same house the bar reporter considered to be unsafe?
Ms Tait reports a hot iron was left on.
That's quite dangerous.
That was my fault. But it was just the once.
Shall we take another instance?
Is it true, on another occasion when Eileen was busy,
you left Stuart on the subway?
But that was before I got my medication.
-Well, no harm came of it.
-Not that time anyway.
One more thing...you have a lodger, is that correct?
Aye. Gabriel, what about him?
This is the same Mr Brodie that was arrested
recently for the murder of two prostitutes.
Does he ever look after Stuart?
What if he did? I mean, he was innocent.
The polis never charged him.
Which makes it irrelevant, Ms McAvennie.
Accepted, My Lady.
It's merely that my colleague has made play of the support
network Ms Donachie enjoys.
I'm keen that we don't take that completely at face value.
No further questions.
Thank you, Mr Hamilton.
Can I say a few words?
And it's not to do Raymond down. I like Raymond.
I've got dementia. I know it's a problem and I admit it.
But what are we all doing here?
A child's a child and should be loved by all the family.
Not fought over in this place!
Course it's fine. We're licensed - would we sell it otherwise?
I'll have another if he'll not.
Tell you what, boys. First is on the house.
Cannae say fairer than that, eh?
We're not going to make much, giving it away!
It's a loss leader.
Am I the only one here that understands business?
-All right. Are my wages there?
it's a new drink the brewery's got Raymond to try.
Do you think I just fell off the Christmas tree, aye?
I know it's your hooch.
-Does Stevie know?
Get little Miss Innocent! Of course Stevie disnae know.
It's our wee sideline.
That's out of order.
Listen, keep the heid, we'll cut you in.
I don't want your money.
Oh! You'd think butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.
Fine, it's your choice. But just you remember, you're family.
Raymond gets to hear one word of this, and I'll come looking for you.
All right, gents, who's for a wee top-up, eh?
Gina didn't say much, just that Malcolm was upset.
Oh! I knew I should've stayed.
Look, I'm going to call that Mr Norris
and just say something's come up.
Don't be daft. It's probably nothing. You get off.
I'll wait in for Malcolm.
No, don't be absurd. That's my job.
I'll take him to the pub, cheer him up.
Your charity guy's no going to be impressed if you stand him up,
Er...OK. But any problems, I need to know right away.
Same goes for anything from the court.
Excuse me. Are you Mrs Hamilton?
I'm so sorry.
I came here on an early train to get my bearings,
then got lost.
can't be helped.
Thank you. Oh, and it isn't Mister anything...
Ah, you have a lovely home.
Is something the matter?
Well, I was hoping that my husband would be back,
but there's a lot on today.
If my being here is inconvenient...
Oh, no, it's fine. Really.
Are you finding you've taken on more than you anticipated?
If so, please don't worry - there other volunteers who could help.
Oh, no, not at all.
I was hoping that we could perhaps talk about other events over lunch.
Oh, heck, I've forgotten to put the oven on!
I'm afraid lunch'll have to wait a bit. Have a seat.
But what if I have ruined things for Eileen?
What if we lose our wee fella and it's all my fault?
It won't. Whatever's been said, it can't have been that bad.
Do you want me to phone Liz?
No, no. Right now all I want's a drink.
Oh, Malcolm, Malcolm. We've just the thing.
Oh, I'm not so sure. Pint is it, Malcolm?
Do you want to make money or no?
Aye, but I don't think he's... you know...
Hey, hey, I AM here, you know.
What is it?
Eh...it's just something me and my ma made.
You'll not like it, Malcolm.
Hey, let me decide about that! We'll take it, eh?
'Describe Raymond for us. As a father.
And with respect, My Lady, the fact we're here today is proof of that.
Raymond deserves better than to be shut out.
He's an honest man.
He has integrity.
Why shouldn't he care for his child?
'He took me in, Raymond. Had no need.
'It was an act of pure generosity?'
And at the risk of embarrassing you,
would it be fair to say he's been a father figure?
Oh aye, aye.
And how is he with Stuart...
on the rare occasions that Ms Donachie allows him to see his son?
He's great. The best da a wean could have.
..now before you met Mr Henderson,
your life was...unsatisfactory?
I suppose, aye.
-Could you tell us more?
-Is this relevant, Mr Orr?
Yes, I think there is a point.
Since the bar reporter visited The Tall Ship, Mr Burns has moved in.
And as such, he'd have daily contact with Stuart.
I'm trying to establish character.
What do you want to know?
Have you ever been involved with drugs?
Or maybe you'd like to talk about your recent conviction of theft?
Or how about the charges you faced
for having sex with an underage girl?
Why was I not told?
Because you said this was about Stuart. What was all that?
It was a desperate act on their part,
partly to balance what came out about Mr Brodie.
-However, we can mitigate the damage.
-We tell the Sheriff Mr Burns is moving out.
-It's the boy's home!
Surely it's a small price to pay.
It's not going to happen.
You getting Stuart - that's all that matters!
Forget it. I'll sort something, all right?
You just get back.
No, I'm not leaving you!
Look, I'm fine. You were here for us, and I'm grateful.
Now and go mind the pub, eh?
-What was all that about?
-Can we not do this?
You were every bit as ready to give Stevie a chance.
So why go after him?
Or does it not matter now, so long as you get what you want?
And what about you going after my dad? How's that any different?
In fact, it is, because he didn't choose his dementia.
At least Stevie chose what he did!
That gives you the right to do that?
Oh, yeah, and you've always been the perfect father figure to him,
haven't you? Even getting him to cover up what you did,
knowing how petrified he is of going back inside!
what did I ever do?
I tried to keep Stuart safe.
Tried to save him from being failed by us the way we failed Brian.
Compared to you, I did nothing to deserve this.
So much for me trying to show you how organised I am!
I can't even cook you lunch.
Liz, calm down!
If I hadn't been late, none of this would've happened.
It's my fault.
No, no, that was fine. Honestly.
Well, that's very kind. But...you need to catch your breath.
-Come on, sit down.
You go sit and sit on the sofa, and I'll go and put the kettle on.
Oh, I just hate it. Decorations down.
Everything so dreich!
Well, it's always a bit of a come-down, isn't it?
But we don't have to give in to it.
Why don't we just go out?
Yeah. Sure. Why not? You'd be up for that wouldn't you, Dad?
If I have to.
Robbie's right, it'll do us all good to get out.
And if we time it right, we'll avoid Stevie's bash.
Oh, heavens to Betsy that we should have any fun.
JAUNTY FOLK MUSIC PLAYS
Right, come on now, do you not think we've had enough?
So you want to go home and just be on our own? I don't think so.
Hey, let's have another drink.
60 and some loose change.
Ho, ho, ho. Come on! It was over a hunner pound.
I was keeping tabs on you.
You need to get up early to do me, hen.
Aye, well, do you want to do something for it?
Maist of them are too half-cut to walk.
Go round the tables, and we'll make a killing.
You mean walk round with it? As bold as brass!
That's how no.
OK. I'll keep it out of sight. But I'm no stopping!
Never thought of quitting while you're ahead?
Sorry, Dad, I thought it'd be quiet.
Oh, aye, it's a right shame.
Listen, we'll just need to put up with it.
-All right, Robbie. What are you having?
Oh, it's just a wee somethin' somethin'.
Here we are.
Look at me, a million things to do and I'm sitting here.
What is life if, full of care, we have no time...
BOTH: ..to stand and stare?
Or in this case, sit and talk.
I started to read poetry after my wife died.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know.
That's what brought me into the charity.
I nursed her for a good ten years.
So I know what it's like.
Oh, well, Malcolm has his good days.
you wake not knowing what to expect.
Unable to plan ahead.
On top of that, you run a home.
Volunteer for charity.
So it's not surprising that you can't sit still.
Well, I do like to keep busy.
But it would be easier if there were days
when Malcolm was off your hands?
We offer respite care.
Maybe that's something that you should consider.
Oh, no, I couldn't leave Malcolm with a stranger.
No, he needs...
Needs you? Of course he does.
And you're happy to be there.
But I'm guessing that there are other times when you resent that.
I know I did.
I'd be sharp with Dora.
Then end up sobbing,
thinking how could I snap at the woman I love?
Oh, goodness. Where are those boys?
I have to go and find them.
I won't be five minutes.
I hope that's all right. Sorry.
MALCOLM: Is that all we're getting to eat? Totty crisps?
-What are you open for?
-You look good up there, darling.
I'm sorry, Dad.
So you keep saying.
I think it's great there's a bit of life in here!
If this is what passes for life in your world, I suppose.
Come on now, Malcolm, give us a song. Come on!
A wee bit of order, please. A wee bit of order, eh?
# Let kings and courtiers rise and fa'
# This world has mony turns
# But brightly beams aboon them a'
# The star o' Rabbie Burns! #
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
What is going on?
Hello there, Liz, want a wee drink, hen?
Lizzy, Lizzy, Lizzy, how are you? Come and give us a wee kiss!
How many have you had?
How many's he had?
No, I don't believe it!
You've been selling him that home brew of yours!
What could I dae? He asked for it!
What's going on?
That's what I want to know.
You mean you've sat there and watched it all?
She is selling moonshine. Illegal liquor in licensed premises.
-Did you know about this?
-No! Of course no!
-Then what's this, then?
That was just for pals.
Oh, what have you done?
She's done what she always does, looks after herself!
Lord knows what harm that could have done to Malcolm, he's on medication!
I told him not to take it.
You're making it worse!
Here's me trying to do what I can to help people like him,
and all you can think about's lining yer pockets!
Stevie, just collect the glasses, will you,
and make sure no more of that stuff's served, all right?
You're turning a blind eye?
Over my dead body she gets away with this!
Then I'm sorry, mate. You're going to have to get everyone out.
Quietly. I'm shutting you down.
# And brightly beams aboon them a'
# The star o' Rabbie Burns. #
Her, I can understand. But you?
Said I was sorry.
I'm so sorry to have kept you.
I'll get Malcolm sorted, right?
I'm...I'm...I'm fine, I'm absolutely fine.
Oh, aye, you must be Boris Dorris.
Come on, you, bed.
Do you know how upset he was about what happened in the court the day?
Look, I wanted to stay. It was him told me to go!
Come on, you, bed now, come on.
# Let kings and courtiers rise and fa'... #
# ..This world has mony turns... #
This way, this way.
Is there anything I can do?
'Stuart's development is as you'd expect for a child of his age.
'His gross and fine motor skills are good.
'So no concerns?
'Not even when Stuart presented with injuries that required treatment?'
He was injured in the care of the busy Ms Donachie - is that correct?
Was she neglectful?
I suppose so, yes.
She neglected Stuart. Thank you.
But only in the same way that every parent does at one time or other.
And that may be just as well...
Go on, Doctor.
strange as it may seem, pain is something that needs to be learnt.
It helps to establish parameters.
So you're saying wrapping a child in cotton-wool
isn't in its best interests?
Experience is the best tutor?
-Are you serious?
Mr Henderson, be quiet.
What, and listen to this? She let my son get hurt.
-And you're making out like it's a good thing!
No, I've sat here and listened to him rip Stevie apart.
No mention of her getting him done for dealing!
-This isn't helping.
Thank you, Dr Stubbs. You may step down.
Mr Henderson, I don't know what you have there...
What I've got here is photos of her with a known crook.
A man who's bribed her to abuse her public office!
That may or may not be so.
But they have no place in my courtroom!
I will not have this hearing reduced to a circus, do you hear?
I will tolerate no further outbursts.
And if there are no more witnesses,
perhaps we can proceed to financial arrangements.
There is one discrepancy, My Lady. 20 Montego Street.
Mr Henderson, this is one of three properties Ms Donachie lists,
yet you make no mention of?
It's my nephew's. It's getting sold.
We exchange today.
Sold? No, that is not going to happen.
Any assets must be taken into account
while this court determines circumstance.
You can't hide property simply by selling it.
I'm not hiding anything!
I am issuing an injunction. Sell, and you will be in contempt.
But I need the money!
I need that money.
The buyer will understand.
No, you don't get it. I need it today.
Murdoch? To pay him off or...?
I put the pub up as collateral for the loan.
Go on, say it! I should never have got involved with him.
I borrowed money to keep Eileen out of jail.
I wish I'd listened to you. She'd be facing charges right now,
and I wouldn't even be here!
You don't mean that.
You'd rather Eileen was in trouble just so you get Stuart?
Cos that's not you.
The Raymond I agreed to back would never have wanted that!
You know, I wish to God Deek was here, maybe you'd listen to him!
What's that supposed to mean?
It means that I'm not sure I know who you are any more.
I don't think he would either.
This was supposed to be about you getting custody,
not getting back at Eileen.
It would be, if I was getting a fair shout in there!
You are! Things were going well.
Even now, you're not out of it. Raymond, listen to sense!
Let Ms McAvennie fight your corner. Forget about everything else.
What matters most? Lenny Murdoch?
The pub? Or Stuart?
Eileen Donachie is a caring mother.
Now, you've heard how she has the full support of her extended family.
Her personal circumstances, though not ideal, will, she hopes,
soon be rectified.
She loves Stuart.
Stuart is a happy child.
To break that bond would, we contend, be an error.
Mr Henderson, my advice is to sit quiet and let your solicitor speak.
I get that.
But given my outburst earlier, I was wondering
if I could maybe say something?
First off, I owe this court an apology.
What I said has nothing to do with Stuart's wellbeing.
I make no excuses,
except to say these past few months have been a nightmare.
And if I may, I'd also like to say a few words about Stuart.
Stuart's my son.
And it's my job to keep him safe,
show him he's loved...
whichever home he's in.
You don't believe me?
I would if it was the truth.
You don't want Stuart -
-you just can't bear the thought of me having him!
That's wrong! It was her that took him away from me.
I wanted us all to be together. Even after all she did!
-Sit down now!
-But I'm showing you what she's like!
No. You're showing us what YOU'RE like.
So I'm ordering you, any more and you'll be in a cell.
OK, I've heard enough.
Mr Henderson, it was plain to me
that, as the only parent who could offer Stuart a home,
it was in his interests to be with you.
However, the manner in which you've conducted yourself today
and your attitude towards Ms Donachie persuades me
not to take everything at face value.
And that therefore I cannot award a residency order in your favour.
I will resume this case in four weeks to gain further information.
Meantime, Stuart stays with his mother,
with minimal, supervised, contact with Mr Henderson. Court adjourned.
Don't...! You can't...!
It's not over. Come back in four weeks, OK?
Oh, there's my Mummy's good boy!
Hello! How are you? Have you been a good boy?
Shall I make a monster?
I cannae believe you're doing this!
You think I want to close my own local?
But a complaint's been made. I can't ignore it.
-What's going on here?
-They're shutting us down.
I've issued an order under the Emergency Closure
clause of the Scottish Licensing Act. Sorry.
What?! This is my business. What for?
-Cos they caught her selling moonshine.
Raymond, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you.
I'll do freebie shifts.
No, you won't. You're never setting foot in that pub again!
-I said I'm sorry!
And if you've any sense, get out of my sight now!
Sacking her isn't enough. The order stands.
Oh, of course, why not?
Just when I thought today couldn't get any worse!
I'm guessing it's bad news, then?
I'm sorry. But we spoke about this, remember.
You can appeal.
Better that than hitting the bottle.
Come on, talk to me! I've never seen you like this.
You want to talk, son? All right.
First, I've got a wee question for you.
You got up in that court and you said how I was like a father to you.
So why do this to me?
Ruin my business!
I should've been back sooner - all right, I admit that, but...
I left you in charge, and you let Scarlett sell moonshine in my pub!
My mistake, though, isn't it?
Cos I trusted you.
Come on, Raymond!
If I wasnae here, it's because I was feeling upset.
And do you know what? This isn't helping either.
What, like you didn't help in court?
Raymond, I'm trying to support you! That's all I've ever done.
Or have you forgot?
I even said I would move out!
So don't put all this on me. All right, I didn't exactly help.
But it's no my fault you didn't get Stuart!
-Then whose was it?
Look, I'm sorry, but folk have been trying to talk to you for months.
You could've sorted this, but you wouldn't,
because it hasn't been about Stuart for ages.
What's that supposed to mean?
Instead of putting things right, all you've done is want us
to feel sorry for you!
-I don't want your pity!
Well, I'll put it straight, then - I'm glad you didn't get Stuart.
Because until you get that head sorted, you're not fit to be a da!
Raymond! What is it with you?
-Raymond Henderson, I'm arresting you for assault.
-I didn't mean it.
-You do not have to say anything.
And anything you do say may be taken in evidence.
No, leave him! I don't want any charges.
-I witnessed it.
-I don't want him charged, all right?
There's nae point.
He's no worth it.
You're just a sad wee man
that hates everything.
Am I hearing this right?
Oh, for goodness' sake, Jimmy, it was only a bit of moonshine!
You think you'd never done nothing dodgy.
All right, so the pub's shut.
She's lost her job, and the polis are involved.
And you call that nothing! Anyway, that's not what I'm talking about!
I was talking about her giving Malcolm that hooch.
-Jimmy, I know what I done.
-Oh, do you?
And what if he'd taken a bad turn, eh?
You cared more about making a profit than his health!
-Now, I'm going round there to make sure everything's all right.
I will. I done it, I'll sort it out.
Gie me it!
-Come on, gie me it!
Well, I'm sorry Malcolm wasn't able to join us.
No, I'm the one that should be sorry.
This is not how we usually are.
Maybe I'll get to meet him properly next week.
Next week? Are you coming for the run?
Well, I hadn't intended to,
but seeing I have to leave you more forms,
I thought it would be chance for us to talk about
what you were saying earlier.
About wanting to become more involved in the charity.
Well, I know I'D like that.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Oh, I wonder who that could be.
I'll get it.
What do you want?
I came to give you this.
It's for your charity.
-Snoring like a bull.
He'll have a head on him, but he'll be fine.
Do you want it or no?
It's for a good cause. No matter where it came from.
I wanted to say I'm sorry, Liz.
-I was wrong. I get that now.
You know I'd never want to do anything bad to Malcolm.
and I want to do your fun run next week.
Anyway, that's what I came down the stairs to say to you.
Right, I'll see yous later.
Hey, listen, thanks.
Do you not think you should learn to accept an apology?
She'd a lot to apologise for.
You both have.
Look, you're right, I have. I shouldn't have snapped at you.
I know it's not easy, so I'm sorry.
Well, I know I wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.
We're shut! The party's cancelled!
Party's cancelled eh? That's a shame.
What're you doing here?
I've come for my pub, what else?
You'll get your money.
See, the trouble with that is...
..not even you believes that.
I was talking to your agent. Your buyer walked.
I'd say that's about you done.
On the house.
This is my home.
It's my pub.
I can't lose it again.
We'd a deal. I'm calling it in.
That's there is tae it.
You could look at it as a blessing in disguise.
Well, after what happened here.
You get to start over.
But, hey, you look done in.
This can wait.
What say we do the paperwork tomorrow, eh?
be here bright and early.
Don't forget the keys.
See, at the clinic, will they be able to tell us right away?
Aye, they will.
So who's that?
He's one of the high heid yins from Liz's charity.
Liz thinks the sun shines out of his posterior.
a baby would fix things, you know?
Make us happy.
Aye, but we are happy.
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