07/05/2013 River City

I need to change, and I can't do that if we're together.

She's a counsellor. Will, there's no shame in it.

Michael was involved in a fight.

By the time the medics got there, it was too late.

I've just lost my dad.

I know you have.

You need to concentrate on the baby, you've been in a car crash.

I'm never, ever going to see him again.

And it's all her fault.

'Promise me...that you'll be out in time for my graduation.'

Promise me that...

the day I get married, you'll walk me down the aisle.

Dad... Promise me that...

that when I have kids, you'll be the best granddad, ever.

I can't promise anything.

It's all right...

SHE SOBS

It's going to be all right.

Leyla and me slept together two weeks ago, while you were in here,

and it had nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.

You stay away from her! You hear me?

'You're pathetic.'

Can't believe how much you've grown.

You must be taller than your dad was.

Can't wait for tomorrow to be over.

He'd be so proud of you, looking all grown-up.

He'd be more impressed if I was doing his eulogy.

We've been through that. It's just too much pressure, Conor.

Tomorrow's going to be tough enough as it is.

That could be Mum.

Do you think this will be OK?

Yeah, you look perfect.

-I feel dead self-conscious.

-No, it's fine.

Sorry to interrupt...

Just returning Michael's stuff from the prison.

If you wouldn't mind signing...

Thanks. I'll see myself out.

Want me to...

-His watch. I'll have it.

-It's probably a bit too big for you just now.

Don't care.

He had those with him right from the start of the trial.

It's for Nicole.

-What should we do?

-Give her it.

I'd only just told Michael she was pregnant.

He's bound to have a go.

She's got a right to see it.

Just leave it for now, yeah? Let her get through the funeral first.

I thought you were meant to be at work?

What, and miss the cat fight?

Please don't joke, Zinnie.

Sorry.

Michael never had a good word to say about Chloe.

Well, just wait and meet her.

Who knows, she might be a completely different person these days.

She's convinced I stole Michael from her.

She dumped her kids on you and she scarpered.

I think by all rights, she should be on her knees in gratitude.

Plus, Conor's told her about Gabriel.

None of her business.

This is going to be hard enough...

You're not going to be on your own.

We'll all be with you, whatever happens.

'Hello, Gabriel.'

Chloe...

You've not changed a bit.

Good. Can you show me where they live?

Yep, it's just along the street.

How ARE the kids?

Shocked, devastated...

You can imagine.

Come on, this way.

-You must be Leyla.

-Hi... Chloe.

Nice to meet you.

How was the flight?

Yeah, it was OK.

Makes such a huge difference when you don't have to go cattle class.

Yeah, I'm sure.

So sorry.

It's such a tragic waste.

Is...everything in hand for the funeral?

Yes, everything's sorted.

I sent a wreath to the church.

-Thank you, that's really kind of you.

-The kids will appreciate that.

Where are they?

Oh... They're just over the road at the cafe, getting some dishes.

I'll give Nic a call.

It's all right... I'll go and find them.

Do you mind if I go and freshen up?

-Yeah, of course. The bathroom's at the top of the stairs.

-Thanks.

You can always come and visit.

What, with a baby and no money in the bank?

What is it with you? Are you jealous, or something?

Sorry if I'm not jumping for joy,

but my dad's dead and my wee brother's about to move to the other side of the world!

I just want to see my mum! What's wrong with that?!

You'll never even see her! She'll always be at work.

Hey, what's all this?

-Nothing.

-You two better cheer up, quick. Your mum's here.

How is she?

-All right, I think.

-Really?

Well, she seems... I don't know...

calmer.

Nicole?

Just be yourself.

Oh! Oh, it's so good to see you!

It's brilliant you're here.

Hi, Mum.

Aw, Nicole...

Oh!

Look at you... you're a gorgeous, young woman.

What's up?

We just had a bit of a disagreement.

Come on, you can't fight - not at a time like this.

I'm sorry, Conor. I never meant to upset you.

That's better. Right...

Presents!

It's just a few wee things from duty free.

Aftershave...for my handsome boy...

That's kind.

Perfume for Nicole...

Thanks.

And a bottle of something for Gabriel.

It was Dad's favourite.

Sorry, I hadn't a clue what to buy you.

No, of course not...

Can I get you a coffee or something?

Oh, I'd kill for something stronger.

-All right, Dad?

-Cheese toastie when you're ready, pet.

I found this dementia leaflet by the bin.

Yeah, Miriam left them.

-Coffee please, Gina.

-Won't be a sec.

The local support group meets tomorrow.

Keep your voice down. We don't want Dad knowing.

I may be losing my marbles but I'm no' deaf.

Take no notice, Dad. We don't need groups.

Don't be daft.

Soon I won't have a clue what's going on...

and you lot better be prepared.

-Isn't that right, Will?

-I guess so.

It's my job to look out for them.

They're very lucky to have you.

They'll need somebody else when I can't be here.

Well, we're a long way off from that, aren't we?

You and your sister go there and take whatever help's on offer.

I see you've referred yourself here.

A colleague said it might help.

I know it's tough having to pour your heart out to a complete stranger,

but these sessions are completely confidential.

I have to deal with a lot of difficult stuff at work, so...

What sort of support do you get?

I just tend to pick myself up and get on with it.

So how do you offload?

Gym, pub.

Does that work?

Yeah, usually.

So why not now?

I see you're in a civil partnership.

Yeah, we... we separated a few weeks ago.

Do you want to salvage your relationship?

More than anything.

So what's standing in your way?

Does your partner find your work difficult?

Robbie's a sensitive guy. He worries.

Do you argue about it?

I've...lashed out quite a few times.

Every time I promise it won't happen again, but then...

I can't do this on my own any more, you know.

KNOCK ON DOOR

-Hello.

-Hey. What are you doing up here?

Conor's showing off his music collection.

I've heard it all before.

I'm sure she wants to catch up with you, too.

She's hardly remembered my birthday since she's been away.

Must be tough for you, seeing her again.

If she really cared, she wouldn't have went in the first place.

Listen, she never had that easy a time of it with your dad.

Can I sit?

Well, then, why not move to a different part of Glasgow?

Why move thousands of miles away?

I'd never leave my baby.

Listen, I've got something for you...

It was in your dad's belongings. I've not opened it.

I know I should've given it to you straightaway...

I didn't want to see you upset.

Why would he write? I was on my way to see him.

Maybe he felt there was things he couldn't say in a visiting room.

What if he was angry?

You want me to read it for you?

I'll leave you to it.

School, was, erm... I was constantly getting into fights.

What about at home?

I didn't dare put a foot wrong. Dad ran a tight ship.

Were you afraid of him?

I'm sorry if this is painful.

Sometimes it helps to see if certain behaviours are linked to childhood.

My dad was far from perfect but he did his best.

I'm sure he did.

I need to get back to work.

We still have some time left, but if you'd like to leave it there...

I would.

You have to be comfortable with your counsellor, Will.

I can refer you to someone else, if you like.

There's no need, thanks.

Thought you might need some contraband.

-Cheers.

-How are you feeling?

It's going to take some time.

The doctors say you're making good progress. Psychiatrists, too.

When did your mum die?

I wasn't much older than you.

Do you ever worry...

what she might think if she could see you now?

Why do you ask?

Mum would think I was a coward.

-She would not.

-She'd be ashamed of me for trying to end it all.

She'd say I was bottling it.

She'd understand. She loved you.

She loved my dad, too, but he didn't deserve her.

When I go to court, I want to tell them what he was like.

Are you sure?

It would be like sticking up for my mum.

I'd be telling her side of things, wouldn't I?

You'd make her really proud.

Where have you been? Mum wants us to show her round.

Sorry, I had to get out.

Dad wrote me this.

It was in with his stuff.

Do you want to read it?

What does it say?

It's about us both.

He says that...

there's no feeling like the love you have for your kids...

And then he said that before,

he would have been upset about the baby, but...

..being in prison has made him realise what's really important.

We never got a chance to say stuff...

..face-to-face.

I know.

Let's forget about all this bad stuff for now,

and go and spend some time with Mum.

Have you told her about the baby?

Not yet, but I will.

Everything's going to be OK.

Listen...

I was thinking...

..maybe you should come with me.

I can't...

I've got exams to finish, I've got a life here.

Start a new life.

Conor, this is the only real home we've ever known.

In Toronto, we'd all be together. Like a proper family.

You must want that.

It's such a shame that Leo can't be here.

Yeah, he's in a war zone over there.

Can't be easy for him to come and go.

I thought he was discharged.

He's in Private Security now.

It IS weird.

I mean, the kids aside, I mean... Should we even be going?

We lived with the best and the worst of Michael.

I think it's important we're there.

Michael was always so much easier when he'd had a few.

Yeah... Doctor's face would slip, he might even crack a smile.

Poor guy.

Can't have been a lot to smile about in prison.

I never dreamt he'd be capable of...

doing what he did.

He was driven to it.

He picked up an iron bar and sm...

He always had a bit of a temper.

He was so frantic with worry for Nicole...

And distraught about you and Gabriel, I've no doubt.

He didn't know about it, then.

It's hardly the point, is it?

I'm sorry, Leyla,

but you do really need to take some of the responsibility.

I'm not the one that travelled thousands of miles

to get away from my kids.

I did what I thought was the best thing for them.

Leaving others to pick up the pieces.

Those kids cried themselves to sleep for weeks.

Night after night, I went to them.

It took months to rebuild their trust.

Well, you've been well compensated...

The Health Centre, this house...?

Is that what you think I care about? Michael's money?!

Well, it can't have been his good looks, or you wouldn't have strayed.

-FRONT DOOR OPENS

-'Mum?'

You have NO idea.

Ready for the grand tour?

Absolutely.

Lead on!

What were you and Leyla arguing about?

Oh... Nothing important. Emotions are running high.

Nice one!

I'm pretty sporty now, these days.

You'll soon be able to try lots of new things...

ice hockey...snowboarding.

Cool!

-Did I mention that my new boyfriend just happens to be a snowboard instructor?

-Whoa!

Free lessons on tap.

See what you'll be missing?

I just assumed you were settled here.

It's OK, I am.

But if Nicole did come, we'd all be together again.

Look, I don't have a lot of space, but...

if you did want to make the move, you'd be more than welcome.

Why did you go... in the first place?

-It doesn't matter, any more.

-No, it does.

You both deserve an explanation.

Were we too difficult?

No, of course not!

Look...

I know I wasn't the best of parents.

Your dad had to be the disciplinarian and...I don't know,

maybe that's what made him as tough as he was.

The truth is, I convinced myself you'd be better off without me.

I really am sorry if you feel I let you down.

Come with Conor.

Seriously?

I really have missed you.

Dad spent more time here than he did with us.

He was working hard to give you a good life.

I wish I could've done something for him.

You can follow his example, always do the best you can.

I wanted to do his eulogy tomorrow, but Leyla, she won't let me.

Well, we'll see about that.

Hi.

-Hey.

-How are you doing?

I sent you a text earlier.

Sorry, I forgot, my mum's arrived.

So do I get an introduction?

Maybe not.

Will you be OK for tomorrow?

I'll be glad when it's over.

Listen, I'm here for you, OK? I'll see you later.

Showing her the sights?

So how are you doing?

Good.

Dad's letter was amazing.

Really?

He was totally cool about the baby.

He even said he thinks it'll be the making of me.

Great.

And then he just...said how he felt about me and Conor.

Right.

There wasn't anything about you... or Leyla. Sorry.

Nah... No bother.

Michael did well for himself.

Yeah, with Leyla's support.

What, answering the phone?

You've no idea what Leyla had to put up with for your kids.

Frankly, if she can be taken in by the likes of you,

they're better off out of it.

Wait a second, it was Nicole who pushed Michael and Leyla to breaking point.

Well, both she and Conor can't wait to get away.

What do you mean, "both"?

You've got a free run at it now, Gabriel.

Once she's sorted, Nicole's going to join Conor and me in Toronto.

What?

She can look after him while I'm at work.

Well, what about the baby?

Well, I take it Nicole's not told you her good news?

Oh, no...

I shouldn't have said anything. Nicole'll want to tell you herself.

She's in no rush, clearly.

Maybe it's your turn to step up, and this time,

give her what she really needs - be a proper mum.

Hey...

Nic, I ironed your dress for tomorrow. It was looking a bit creased.

Thanks. You didn't have to.

I thought you guys were heading out for dinner.

Yeah, come on, or we'll lose the table.

Go on, Nicole. Tell her the good news.

There's no rush for that.

Mum's asked me to go to Canada.

Haven't you?

Yeah...just to see how things go.

I'll pay for her fare, and she can come when she's ready.

Yep, you can have the whole place to yourself, mate.

There IS a god.

This is all a bit sudden, Nic.

Are you sure you've thought it through?

Yeah, course I have.

I see you've moved on to the hard stuff.

What's it to you?!

Mum...

No, I'm sorry, I'm not taking any more grief from her today.

I've only ever done my very best for all of you.

Like stopping my son from saying goodbye to his dad?

What?

If Conor wants to deliver the eulogy, he can.

You might want to put on a big show but I will not put him

under extra pressure at his dad's funeral.

Who do you think you are?!

I looked after him for years before you strolled in!

I might have had my faults... but I'm no drunk.

I don't know what little fantasy's playing up there

in amongst your...highlights, but I promise you,

you won't last two minutes playing the mum now.

Where were you, if you're such a loving and devoted mum?

Where were you all the times they needed you?

When their dad was sent to prison?

I'm here now.

What do you want, Gabriel?

I asked him to come round.

He's worried sick.

Last time he seen you like that, you nearly choked to death.

What, you think I'm not gutted that Nicole's leaving?

Gutted? I don't know about you, but I'm celebrating!

I don't buy it. You've got to be worried.

They'll be fending for themselves out there.

Not my problem. Not any more.

You're just hiding behind that glass.

Think what you like.

Come on, what use is Chloe going to be with a baby?

About as much use as you.

Kids need 24/7 care, Gabriel.

You can't just skip back to your bachelor pad when you've had enough.

That's right, do what you always do.

I hate to remind you, but it's Michael's funeral tomorrow.

Do you really want to be looking at his coffin, steaming drunk?

I have had more than my fill of Brodie men telling me what to do.

I wanted to make a go of things.

It was you that didn't have the guts.

I was responsible for three kids.

How could I rely on you, Gabriel?

You're barely responsible for yourself!

You didn't give me a chance!

What would have been the point?!

You'll never be half the man that Michael was.

Pint, please.

What time's it kicking off tomorrow?

10:30 at the church.

I'll be there.

It must have been strange seeing Michael's stuff again.

Yep.

I've still got my mum's last diary. There's nothing in it, really.

Just doctor's appointments and shopping lists...

but it was hers.

You know he'd written a letter to Nicole?

Seeing his writing again...

it was like he was still here.

What's the last thing you said to your mum?

Close to the end, I didn't know what to say.

I was pretty useless, really.

I always thought me and Michael would make things up.

But every time I started to write...

I mean, what could I say?

Then I convinced myself that as soon as he got out of jail,

things would be different.

Old wounds would have healed.

Be right back.

Hi Dad, it's me...

sorry it's late.

Just wanted to see how you were...

and, um...

I wouldn't mind a chat.

Give us a call when you can.

OK, bye.

I'm just getting the food ready for later.

Everything's done. It looks great.

I can't go. I...I can't stand there in front of everybody.

You've not got a choice.

Look, Leyla, do you think that's a good idea?

I don't think I can take any more of Chloe. Not today.

Look, just ignore her.

By the end of the day, she'll be gone for good.

Look, we better go.

We've only got a limited slot at the church.

Before you go...

I'm sorry about what happened last night.

Just forget about that now.

No.

I said some unforgiveable things...

I don't want to lose you, Gabriel.

I don't want to lose Conor and Nic...

Let's just get through this...

all right?

'Mum! Come on, everyone's waiting!'

Aren't we meant to be there for half past?

Any more of your mouth, and I'll put you on the next plane myself.

Leyla's got enough on her plate.

-What have

-I

-done?

Right.

Zinnie, you can join me and Adeeb in the second car.

Nicole, we'll go in the first car with Mum.

Hang on a second, Leyla's meant to be in the first car.

I'm going with Mum, whatever.

I am the mother of Michael's children.

For once, Chloe, spare a thought for the rest of us, will you?

Great news about Petey. The Fiscal's revised the charge back to murder.

You did well to get him on board.

Well, he wants to do right by his mum. Brave lad.

D'you think he'll be fit enough for a court appearance?

I think it'll give him something to aim for.

You seem pretty sorted about it, considering.

Well, I went to see that counsellor you recommended.

Good for you.

Seriously, too many coppers do the macho thing,

pretending they can cope.

Takes guts to open up.

Yeah, before you know it, I'll have the DCI on a yoga mat.

-THEY LAUGH

-The counsellor's good but she's not a miracle worker.

I can't do this, Gabriel.

Come on, I'm with you.

You loved Michael, and so did I. We're here for him.

Come on.

HYMN: The Lord's My Shepherd I'll Not Want

CONGREGATION SINGS

# Goodness and mercy all my life

# Shall surely follow me

# And in God's house for evermore

# My dwelling place shall be. #

Michael touched a lot of lives. He was a wonderful doctor...

..a good man.

I'm not much for public speaking, not like Michael was, anyway.

So I'm cheating.

You know, Michael did better than me and my brother Leo in everything.

As you can imagine... Michael always had to be the best.

When we were wee boys growing up, we used to go to my grandparents' house in Cromarty.

My granddad, he would set up these wee challenges for us, and this

particular time, it was who could pick the most apples off the tree.

So Michael was up like a rocket.

Leo, well, he was younger than me, so he had no chance.

HE SNIFFS Excuse me.

And there was no way that I was letting Michael beat me,

so the two of us are climbing higher and higher, scrambling for apples,

until eventually, well, I got stuck, and I panicked.

Leo was laughing his head off at me,

but not Michael.

Michael could see that I was really, really scared.

He could've easily beaten the two of us, but he didn't.

He put his neck on the line, and he helped me down,

bit by bit.

Michael was never the easiest to get on with.

He set himself, and others, sometimes impossible standards.

But at the heart, at the very core...

..he was a good man...

..and the best brother anyone could ask for.

Everyone here knows why my dad was in prison,

and you're all entitled to your opinion on that.

But before he...

passed away, he wrote me a letter,

and I'd like to read some of it for you,

to show you what he was really like.

Sorry if I end up crying my eyes out.

"My dearest Nicole...

"..you've had your fair share of scrapes over the years...

"and we haven't always seen eye to eye.

"But I promise, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,

"Conor and Adeeb...

"When I think back to you as a wee girl,

"I'll never forget the drive and determination you had.

"You walked quicker than all your friends,

"always first to get to the toys.

"And even now...

"..whatever life throws at you,

"I know that same spirit will see you through.

"When you last came to visit, I wish I'd told you how proud I was

"and how much I love you... but as you know,

"that sort of conversation doesn't come easy to me...

"I'm truly sorry for all the times I let you down and disappointed you.

"But always remember, while I may not be sharing your life in person...

"..wherever I am, we will always be together in spirit."

HYMN: Abide With Me

# Abide with me

# Fast falls the eventide

# The darkness deepens

# Lord with me abide

# When other helpers fail and comforts flee

# Help of the helpless

# O abide with me... #

You done him proud.

Thanks for coming.

Let me know if there's anything I can do.

I'm sorry, pal.

I better go with Conor. Make sure he packs his passport.

I want the baby to know him... and Mum.

Do you really want to rely on her, thousands of miles away from us?

I think she really wants to make up.

What about Leyla?

What about her?

She's stuck by you through all the tough times.

Well, then, she'll be glad to get rid of me, won't she?

She'll miss you.

So will I.

-Doing Michael proud, isn't she?

-Will you just leave her alone?

She's as upset as any of the rest of us.

Well, don't worry.

Me and Conor will be out of your lives soon enough.

Where can I get a taxi?

Down the road.

Wait a second... What did you mean, you and Conor?

-I thought you were taking Nicole, as well.

-We'll see.

I love those kids. You'd better not be messing them around.

You're breaking a family up here.

Conor begged me to take him.

He couldn't wait to get away from you.

What about Nicole?

I had thought she could look after Conor...

She's still a teenager herself.

It doesn't matter now. Not if she's pregnant.

There's no way I can have a screeching baby in the house.

I have a very demanding job, I have a new relationship.

You know, everything Michael said about you was true -

selfish to the core.

In my book, it's called survival.

You do realise Nicole's going to be devastated?

She'll get over it. She did before.

Her hormones are all over the place.

You cannot tell her you've changed your mind.

She'll soon realise when the ticket doesn't arrive.

Realise what?

I told her... you're not going to Toronto.

-What's it got to do with you?

-Once you've finished college,

you can go for a visit.

I'm 17, Gabriel. I can do what I like.

Anyway, you want me to come, don't you?

Perhaps Gabriel's right...

..all your friends are here.

You're settled.

Where I live, it's very outdoors. Conor will fit in fine,

but I'd hate for you to be bored.

The point is, we want you to stay.

My mother was a book-keeper all her life.

Numbers were her thing. By the time she went into care,

she didn't know the price of anything.

She'd hand her purse over to anyone who'd help.

Made her so vulnerable.

Yeah, but you can't stop them, can you?

If they're still independent and want to go out on their own,

there's no holding them back.

That's right, and you can't be with them 24/7.

You need a reliable support system.

Especially if, like me, you're on your own.

We're lucky with our dad, though. We've got the family.

And everybody round here knows him.

But it's still a worry, I'm sure.

Absolutely.

This one time, my Mum went missing.

I went searching for her high and low - shops, cafes, everywhere.

She'd taken it upon herself to climb into the loft for the afternoon.

I never thought to look for her up there.

That's OK. If we weren't laughing, we'd be crying.

One time, Dad left Eileen's wee boy on the underground.

Took us a wee while to find the funny side of that one.

Custard creams, can't beat them.

-I shouldn't, really.

-Why not?

I run a cafe. The profits end up on my hips, as it is.

THEY CHUCKLE

Listen, I'm sorry about your mum.

Hope I didn't bang on too much.

No, not at all. Must be hard...

Especially on your home life.

I'm lucky, there's only me to think about.

It's a lot to cope with, on your own.

Mum gets good care in the home.

That's made things a lot easier.

You've done the right thing, joining us here.

When the worst happens, you won't be alone.

Ready?

Right, we off?

Hope you'll both come back sometime.

Yeah. We will, definitely.

I heard Dr Brodie was only 38.

Yeah, fit and healthy.

What? Unlike you?

Stop it, you'll get me being all deep and meaningful.

Anyway, you better be heading, eh? Kids to save, and all that.

I guess I could make time for one more.

Graham...

Same for me, gin and tonic?

This is getting to be quite a habit.

-I don't want you thinking I'm a lush.

-Oh, I wouldn't think that.

-I have to get going after this.

-That's fine.

To absent friends?

And to meeting new ones...

Hello, again.

Hi... What brings you here?

-Gina's umbrella.

-Didn't even know I'd left it!

How did you know she was here?

Detective work. Mentioned you were coming to the pub.

That's really kind of you.

Oh, I'm sorry - I'm Greg.

From the support group.

Oh, good man! Sit down.

Thanks.

Malcolm...

-..and Liz.

-Hi, Liz.

-Pleased to meet you.

Gina, the least you can do is buy this gallant young man a pint.

-Yeah, of course. Pint?

-Lovely, thank you. Thank you.

There you go.

This is more like it.

Really know how to enjoy yourself, don't you?

Well, I prefer paperwork to people.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Dad?

Tea up.

Cheers.

-You OK?

-Yeah.

Bust-up with your old man?

I told him I went to see a counsellor.

He says it's for girls, poofs and wimps.

As far as I know, you're at least one of those.

He'd trade me in, if he could.

What family's perfect?

Well, mine certainly isn't.

What's work got to do with your dad, anyway?

Well, I didn't just see the counsellor to talk about Petey.

It ended up being more...personal.

Seriously, Will. Say no more.

-It's none of my business.

-It's fine, it's fine.

My relationship's in trouble.

I just want to sort it out.

-Smart.

-You think?

I swear, my love life's flat-lined, thanks to the job.

I should take it off really, but...

it's part of me.

It's brilliant you're hanging on in there, fighting for what you want.

Sod your dad.

Hey... This one's always liked her sweeties.

One time, my late wife got the girls baking gingerbread for Christmas.

This one bit the legs off them!

I kid you not, every last one was legless!

D'you mind, Dad? That was actually Eileen!

It was not. I don't even like gingerbread.

Aye, because all those legs made you sick!

She's such a fibber. Same again, everybody?

No, it's my round. I'll get these.

That is, if you don't mind me staying.

Of course we don't.

-I'll give you a hand.

-OK, thanks.

Eh... You like him, don't you?

He seems very nice.

Why don't you ask him to go out with you?

Don't be daft.

Aw, you could go to the dancing or whatever.

He's not interested in me.

Why? You're hot totty!

Dad!

That's what the young ones say, nowadays.

-He wouldnae come all this way if he didnae like...

-Shh!

Greg, I was wondering...

I mean, feel free to say no...

It would be great to talk about your mum and things.

I wondered if you would like to have a bite sometime?

To eat, I mean. A bite to eat.

Next Tuesday?

Perfect, yeah.

OK. I'll get the other drinks.

Hi, Jane...it's Will Cooper here.

I'm sorry for ducking out of the session today.

I was wondering if I could book another appointment for tomorrow?

Yeah, with you, please...

Evening's perfect.

Great... I'll see you tomorrow.

I know you're mad with me...

First the letter, and now this.

-I was just trying to protect you.

-Control me, more like.

That was my dad all over. But it wasn't you.

Why are you even covering for her?

-Covering for who?

-My so-called mother.

She doesn't want me, does she?

-It's not as simple as that.

-Don't lie to me, Gabriel!

I've had enough lies to last me a lifetime!

OK, OK, you're right.

She wasn't too happy about the baby.

You told her about the baby?

It was a genuine mistake.

Did you plan on keeping it a secret?

She really doesn't care, does she?

Hey, don't even think about it.

Seriously, it's her loss.

She's just going to end up a bitter, old woman with nobody.

She'll have Conor.

We'll see how long that lasts.

We can't let him go.

He's made his mind up.

But if it falls flat...

..he'll always have a home here.

You both will.

Even after all the grief we've given you?

I deserved it.

I know I can never replace him, Nicole...

Is the taxi here?

No idea.

-You OK, sweetheart?

-Don't.

What?

I know the truth. I always did, really.

But Conor's still got faith in you.

So don't you dare let him down.

Look, I know you're upset, but I promise you I've only ever tried...

Save your breath.

I really do wish you well... with the baby.

You hurt Conor, and I swear I'll be on the first plane over there

to bring him home.

Hey, come here.

Have an amazing time. Keep in touch, yeah?

Take care, mate.

We'll play online, yeah?

Whatever, I'll still smash you.

Good luck, wee man.

Look after Nicole...and the baby.

You've no worries there.

-You have it.

-You sure?

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

It suits you better.

You know you don't have to go, yeah?

You'd better take good care of him.

I'll do my best.

You've been totally brilliant. Cheers for everything.

Come on, the plane's going to leave without us, at this rate.

I wish things were different.

Me too.

You can always come back if you're homesick.

I won't be.

You did brilliantly in the church... for Dad.

Thanks. Will you come back at some point...to see the baby,

Uncle Conor?

Aye, there's no holding me back from that.

Remember what Dad said...

no matter where we are, we're together in spirit, right?

-What are you doing tonight? Are you free?

-Yes.

Do you like opera?

I like Il Divo...

So life goes on, does it?

You can just get on with things,

and put my dad right to the back of your mind.

Why is this happening without my knowledge?

It was Superintendent Cole's orders, sir.

I've asked the team to assemble for a briefing at 10:15 -

you're welcome to attend.

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