01x05 - My Mother's Passed Away

[bunniefuu]

Doris, I'll be two minutes.

Doctor. Doctor...

[Speaks Urdu]

Oh, no, no. No, no.

Come on.

[Walls] J” When did you get down from heaven?

J” Oh, when did they let you go?

No, no, no, no!

- No, no, no, no, no.
- What?

- No!
- What do you mean, "No"?

You can't sing like that. That's horrible.

I found this. I like this song.

I found it. You can't sing it like that.

It's a love song, it's supposed to be gentle.
Just sing it simply.

William. I'm an R'n'B man,
and I can stretch to soul.

But you'll never find Billy Two Hats
in the middle of the road,

What do you mean? What does he mean?
You're saying this song's+++

I love this song.

- You bloody sing it.
- I don't do the vocals.

- Well, why not?
- Well, I just don't,

WILLIAM:
♪ When did you get down from heaven?

♪ When did they let you go?

Ah, Mary, Mary, Mary.

I've got this young girl
I want you to have a look at.

♪ How is everything in heaven?

- There's a lot of social problems.
- OK.

♪ I'd sure like to know

♪ Why'd you trade heaven

♪ For these earthly things?

♪ When did you lose your halo...

Oh, God.

♪ Baby, when did you lose your way?

I know you're busy, I know you're busy.
I'm busy too.

I just wanted you to know that I'm all right.

And I'm...

I'm very, very happy, and...

I think you're quite right. I think I should move
out permanently, if that's all right with you.

But I do want to help with the boys.

If you need any help, that is. Cos I do want us
to get on. I do want to be a good mum to you.

OK? So whenever you need me, just call.

OK, I've got to go.
I'm on an early lunch break, but...

Oh, I love you to bits!

Bye, darling.

J” If I hug and Kiss you

♪ Oh, would it be

J"A sin?

♪ No-o-o...

♪ I'm only human...

So, erm... you tell her?

Tell her what?

About us. About you and me.

Rick...

there's a time for everything.

Now is the time for building bridges,
not burning them.

- Come here, you lovely man.
- Hang on...

OK.

♪ When did you get down from heaven

♪ Little angel of mine?

Yay!

Well, it takes a crap singer to sing a crap song.

Oh, that's nice, isn't it? Very nice.

- That's the trouble with you, William.
[Mobile rings]



- William Shawcross
BILLY: We never knew you couldn't sing.

Hello, Mrs Ball.

You've just had a call from your mother's
nursing home. She's had a stroke.

Do you know what hospital they've taken her to?

They're not moving her anywhere, William.
They're keeping her at the home.

They don't think she'll survive
even a snort journey.

- Right.
- What's up, mate?

William, I really do think you need
to get there as soon as possible.

Yes. Er ... l'm going right now.

William, where are you going?

[Mobile rings]

- Hey, William.
- Hi. Er listen...

I'm just about to meet a young mum-to-be
for the first time. Can I call you back?

Only I've been speaking to Mrs Ball,
who's had a call from...

I can't talk now. I will call you back.

Er ... yeah Sorry. Sure.

OK. Bye.

I'll chop your wrists off if you thieve from me,
you little tyke! Come on!

And I'll have you later, an' all. You know I will!

Barry!

Kirsty, what are you just standing there for?
Put the telly on, or something!

Barry!

CHILD: Barry.
- Oh, shut up.

Oh, here he is. Here's the one
who can't keep his d*ck in his trousers.

Put that heartbeat thingy whatnot on him.
I want him to hear what he's done.

Hiya, Barry.

Oh, get out. Go and get us another beer.
Make yourself useful, or something!

Kirsty, is it OK if I have a little look at you?

- You want her to get her kit off, or what?
- No, no, no.

I just want to have a feel of her tummy
and see where the head is.

- I'm not having it in no hospital.
- You'll have it where you're told.

I'm not going to hospital!

Well, you ain't having it here,
so what are you going to do?

Don't worry about this, OK?

I've been thinking.
It's nearly your 16th birthday, isn't it?

- Yeah.
- Good.

- Heads not engaged. We should be OK.
- OK for what?

Have you erm...ever heard of birthing centers?

No. Never heard of one of them

- Have you ever heard of them?
- No.

[Mary laughs]

They do say that even in the deepest coma
hearing is the last sense to go,

so...do talk to her.

And touch her.

Would you like me to come in with you?

No. But thank you.

Hello, Mother.

It's William.

It's William.

It's William.

It's all right, Mother.

I love you, Mother.

And I'm...sorry for not being
the son I should have been.

For the difficult times.

But...

..thank you for being my mother.

Yes.

I am sorry, William.

But I'm so pleased
that you were able to be here.

It will have meant so much to her.

- She loved you very much.
- I think not, actually.

- Yes, she was always talking about you.
- Look, can we just...

Can we just...

Listen, I'm sorry.

We had a lot of differences.

Well, she was such an individual, wasn't she?

She'll be greatly missed here
at Summersby House.

Susan, could you page Dr Jarvis, please?

Yes, of course.

MRS SUMMERSBY:
We tried our best to keep her happy, you know.

And I think we succeeded by and large.

Well, it always made us smile in the office
how we were supposed to be looking after her,

while all the time
she seemed to be taking care of us.

Do you know, I've been dealing
with dead bodies for 20 years now.

And that's the first time
I've ever watched someone die.

Thank you.

Yes. Just hold on a moment. Mrs Summersby?

Jane, er...is Arnold around?

He's in the back.

Could you come with me, please?

Arnold?

William.

Mr Carstairs I'll be finished here by five.

Could you stop doing that, please?

I'm sorry to have to tell you both this.

My mother passed away a few hours ago.

She had a stroke
in the early hours of this morning,

and died, painlessly and very peacefully
in her sleep.

So I know that we'll send her off with
the best ceremony that Shawcross's can muster.

Oh, we will, William, we will. We'll do her proud.

- Thank you, Arnold.
- Oh, William...

Well, thank you. Thank you, both.

I'll leave you two to erm......

- Shut up the shop, if you like
- No. We'll carry on.

Right. OK. I think I need to break the news
to the girls now, so...

Yes.

Good lad, William. Good lad.

And thanks for coming to tell us.

- How are you?
- Erm...

I wouldn't mind being upset,

but otherwise...

Perhaps it'll take me by surprise.

[Phone rings]

Terence, you cannot wear trainers.

But William said it didn't matter what we wore.

Well, it matters to me.
Put some proper shoes on.

And move it. We're going to be late.

- Hello?
- Mary it's Clare at the birthing center.

We haven't heard from
your young Kirsty Rook this morning.

She usually rings us to say
the baby hasn't arrived yet.

Well, she got her maternity grant yesterday,
so I think she's out shopping with her mum.

- Mum? Seen my jacket?
- No!

Oh, that's OK, then.
Only I know she hates hospitals,

and I was worried in case she didn't want...

Oh, no. No, she's fine.

And she's 16 tomorrow,
so I lose a permanent headache at midnight.

These?

Hang on a sec.

Polish.

Sorry about that.

I think you should wear one she gave you.

Really?

Yeah. it'll be like having her thoughts
round your neck,

She must have been thinking about you
when she brought them.

OK. Yeah.
Maybe not one of the Christmassy ones, though.

This one?

Lovely.

- Can I put it on you?
- Yeah.

Are you sad?

Yes.

Yeah, I am.

Cos you're an orphan now, aren't you?

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose I am.

- The cars are ready.
- Ah.

Ah. Kate.

Golly! Ten years, eh?

- Nicholas. Cousin Nicholas.
- Oh, right.

Well, once removed.

- Hello, Nicholas.
- Ah. William.

- That's quite a bright tie, William.
- Yes. Julia gave it to me.

NICHOLAS: The cars are... Yes.

Oh. Er...

Er, right. And er, yes, sorry to bring this up now,
but... Oh, good Lord, the tie.

Er... Oh, yes, the reading of the will.

Yes. Since all the interested parties
are coming back to the house after the -

Yeah, yeah. Whenever.

I did think, though,
that maybe we should go through the will first?

Nicholas, you handle it. You're the solicitor.
You say when.

Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Erm...

Not in there.

Er... Ha ha ha. Sorry, Kate.

Thanks.

If he's staying at our house tonight,
I'm putting a chair against my door.

Arnold.

Terence, come on! We should have left by now.

[Clatter of horses' hooves]

VICAR:
I remember how very proud she was

when William gave up his studies
to take over the running of the firm.

Shawcross and Son are that rare breed
who serve the community,

not Mammon and making profits,

As William well knows.

For when he took over...

Well, I believe times were difficult, yes?

All credit to you.

When I last saw her in that lovely nursing home,
where she was so happy -

it really was a home to her, Mildred,
and we thank you for that -

Alice told me with a smile,

the kind of smile that only comes
from knowing that a job's been well done,

that Shawcross and Son...

had been her life's work.

♪ DURUFLE: Requiem, Opus 9: Kyrie

♪ Kyrie eleison

♪ Kyrie

There's two people under this umbrella, Julia,

- She's all right.
- No, she's not. Go stand under Nicholas's Go!

Well, thank you very much indeed for coming.
That's very kind of you. Thanks.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Oh. That music was so beautiful.

Yeah, apart from that little wobble I had.

Yeah. Managed to keep a grip, though,
didn't you?

Oh, absolutely, yeah. I just thought
of something else till the moment passed. Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

- Yeah, except I've got to go to work now.
- I know, but I'm glad you came.

That is such a dreadful tie.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

My mother gave it to me.

Are the boys coming back?

- No. You've got a houseful of relatives.
- Exactly.

William. No distractions.

Today's about your mother
and all these people that knew her.

It's not about Terence and Brendan.

- I hardly know any of them
- Have you tried talking to them?

OK. But will you come back later?
Please, I really want you to.

- Call me. I won't be long.
- All right.

Terence, Brendan!
Come on, we're going now. Quick!

I'll see you. Bye, Terence, Brendan.
Thanks for coming.

I cashed my maternity grant today.
Mum's doing us a party tomorrow.

- We're gonna paint this room.
- Shut up, Kirsty.

That money ain't for you, it's for the baby.

- I spoke to the birthing center today.
- I wanna speak to them.

I don't want none of this breast-feeding
bollocks. I've got kids here.

- And the milk.
- They'll talk to you...

I don't want to talk to 'em I'm telling 'em

- What did they say? Who did you speak to?
- Clare.

- Oh, I like Clare.
- She wants you to come for another visit.

- Yeah.
MRS ROOK: I'll go with you.

- Where is it?
- I'm worried it's gonna come today.

I'm worried I won't be able to have it there.

You'll be able to have it there!

You have to be 16.

Look. it's what, three o'clock?
You're going to be 16 in nine hours.

- You'll be fine.
- Yeah, yeah. You will.

Don't worry, OK?

The last will of Alice Margaret Shawcross

"To Kate and Julia, my darling granddaughters,

I leave my wedding ring
and engagement rings respectively

plus £100 each.

To Mrs Ball, who helped with William as a boy

and has looked after the girls so well
since Anne's sad passing,

I give £150, and my silver coffeepot,

To Mrs Spalding, who has carried on
where I left off in the office,

I give £150 and my cameo brooch.

To Arnold, the longest-serving member
of the firm, I bequeath £200,

and the painting in the chapel of rest
which I know he's always admired.

And to my dearest son, William,
with the deepest hope

that he now understands why I so wanted him
to take over Shawcross and Son,

I bequeath £1 ,ooo"

Well, Nicholas, thank you very much.

No, no, I haven't finished.

Oh. Apologies.

I'm sorry, William, have you seen this will?

No.

I thought you'd seen it.

No.

Well, in that case, perhaps it would be better
if Kate and Julia left us now.

If you wouldn't mind.

Thank you.

There is one last gift.

"To Summersby House,
which has been such a home from home to me,

I bequeath £243,000,
and the remainder of my estate.

And this includes a substantial portfolio
of shares,

the value of which is still being calculated

since the investments were made
some time ago.

- You are so messy.
[Door shuts]

MARY: Sorry I'm late.

- Hi, Doris.
- Mum, I've spoken to Dad.

Said he'd call back.
He said you can't fly direct to Tennessee,

so he's sorting us out the best flights
cos he knows someone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What?

He's got a place in Tennessee, yeah?
With quad bikes

and moccasin snakes and potbellied pigs

- and cattle there.
- OK, stop.

You're way ahead of me.

You Know when we were at Doris's
and you were at William's?

Yeah.

We sent e-mails to the bands that Dad readied
for, asking if they knew where he was.

- And we got one back.
- Can I see it?

He knows someone that can get us
cheap flights. So can we go in Easter, can we?

Sorry. I should have spoken to you
before I gave it to him.

Easter, yeah?

Er... I don't know. Yeah. Maybe.

Where's Brendan?

- Has he spoken to him?
- In his room.

[Doorbell rings]
- I'll get it.

Hi, Mum.

- Hiya. So, you heard from your dad?
TERENCE: it's William.

- What?
- Your dad.

- Aren't you excited about hearing from him?
- Yeah. I'm chuffed

Yeah?

Oh, that's...very nice.

William, I'm sorry about your mother.

Thank you. Yeah.

Hi.

Go and stick the kettle on.

I've got to go.
I hope everything with the e-mail's OK.

Yeah. No, thanks. Thanks. He's thrilled.

- Are you OK?
- No. Can we go for a walk?

Yeah.

Let's go away. Somewhere hot.

Tomorrow. You, me and the kids. Just say yes.

- I can’t
- We just turn up at the airport

and get on a plane - I'll pay.

I can't, I've got Kirsty due any day,

- Can't someone else do her?
- No. Look, what's happened?

Oh, you're a good person, aren't you?

William, what's this about?

We had the reading of my mum's will
this afternoon, and...

You tell me.
Did I ever want to be an undertaker?

Serious question.
From what I've told you, did I ever want that?

- Erm...no, no. You had to do it.
- Why?

Well, your dad died.

And why didn't I just sell up?
Why didn't I just sell up and go back to college?

Please. I need to know you understand.

There was too many debts.
People depended on you.

Right.

Oh, William, what? What?

She had money.

A lot of money. All the time

What do you mean?

She's just left about a million and a half pounds
to her nursing home.

I didn't have to do this.

I could have had a different life.

The money and the shares
date back from the '7Os I asked.

She had it before Dad died.

It's funny, isn't it? This morning, singing in the
church, it was like I was seven years old again.

And missing her.

Open arms, and her big skirts.

- But now...
- Oh.

Wait a minute.

How much did she leave you?

Erma thousand pounds.

Mind, we heard today that
Shawcross and Son meant everything to her,

but to cheat me just to keep it in the family!

Cheat? I'll say cheat.

Look, you've got to get that money back.
Don't worry, we'll...

- it's not about the money.
- Well, of course it is.

It's not the bloody money!
It's not about the money!

I don't want the money!

I don't want the money. I want my life back.

It's about the life I could have had.

I'm sorry. Yeah, I can see that.

Don't play catch-up, Mary.
You don't see anything.

You don't understand me.

You think I just...need you, like some...

I love you.

OK?

I love you.

Want to say something back?

Nope. Deafening silence while she runs a mile.
Well, I'll save you the bother.

William!

So nice to meet you.

MRS SPALDING:
Well, I've worked 25 years.

MRS ba*ls And Arnold?
MRS SPALDING: 40.

MRS BALL: And me, 35.
That's 100 years between us. What do we get?

The heiress is making tracks.

Right. Right.

William, if you need any advice,
please, call any time.

Yeah, Nicholas. Thanks. Thanks very much.

- William...
- Mildred.

- Thank you so much for coming.
- No, please. Erm...

- Look, I don't know what to say.
- Let me walk out with you.

One and a half million.
She only knew her for three years.

She'll be doing handstands
soon as that cab's round the corner.

William.

Come on. Come and have a drink.

Yes, I'll... I'll join you in a minute, maybe.

Right.

Let's leave him be, eh?

[Hedge trimmer buzzes]

BRENDAN: What is he doing?

Just... Just stay there a minute.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- We've er...come to stay the night.
- What?

That's great!

That's great. Come on in, guys.
Come on. Come on.

I'm sorry.
I've been meaning to do this for a while now.

But I'm nearly done.
The door's open, let yourselves in.

OK.

Oh, it's great.

- OK?
- Yeah, yeah. I'll be right there.

Oh the...

PIANO: ♪ When You Were Sweet Sixteen

♪ I love you as I've never loved before

♪ Since first I saw you on the village green

♪ Come to me in my dreams of long ago...

You didn't tell me he could er...

I mean, he can really play.

I know. it's a shame he gave it up.

He gave it up?

Ssh. If he hears you, he'll stop.

[Sniffs]

- William...
- Look...

I don't need a response to what I said earlier.

I'm just glad you're here.

[Piano plays]

[Arnold sings out of tune]

Oh, God.

[TV on]

Course they're out if you go round,
but now we've got money, ain't we?

Mum, don't spend it all, there's things I need,
Mum!Mum

JULIA: Where are you going?

Ssh Go to sleep.

[Arnold recites]
"They didn't think much of the ocean.

The waves, they were fiddlin ' and small.

There was no wrecks and nobody drownded.

Fact, nothing to laugh at at all."

[Mobile rings]

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Hello?

Kirsty.

I've done it. I've hung on.

It's OK, innit? I can go to the birthing center.

- Kirsty, when did you start?
- I don't know. It doesn't matter, does it?

- Have your waters broken?
- Yeah.

Sorry. Sorry.

"There was one great big lion called Wallace,
whose nose was all covered in scars.

He lay in a somnolent posture,
with the side of his face to the bars.

Now, Albert had heard about lions,
how they were ferocious and wild.

When he saw Wallace lying so peaceful,
well, it didn't seem right to the child."

That was Mum's mobile.

Let's go back.

MARY: Bye, William.
- sh*t.

Come, on, come on.

Kirsty, where are you?

- Concentrate.
- I'm at the phone box, front of the flats.

Right, OK. Put the phone down.
I'm going to call you straight back.

How long since your last contraction?

Good. All right, I should be there in ten minutes.
Hang on.

Kirsty, are you OK?

Yeah.

- Where's your mum?
- She's indoors.

She's inside. She's sleeping, that's all.
They're all right, They're used to it,

Back inside! Shut the door!

Kirsty, we can't leave them on their own.

Don't call anyone, will you? They're all right.
They know what to do.

This happens all the time Ohm!

OK. Come on.

I've got a responsibility...

If you call anyone
I'll run off and have this baby in an alley.

I'll put it in a bag and leave it on a doorstep.

- You don't know, Mary, you don't know!
- OK. Come on.

My mum will come back. She always comes
back. She's just got us this flat. Please.

OK, calm down.

♪ GLENN MILLER: Pennsylvania 6-5000

[Hums to music]

♪ Pennsylvania 65, O-O-O

What...'?

- Hello?
- [Snores]

Two brothers and a sister - three, five and
seven. They were with her and then they ran off.

Kirsty's made me swear
not to call social services, but...

I mean, she says they’re OK. But I need advice
because I screw up on things like this.

KIRSTY: Mary?

- Leave it with me.
- Thanks.

- You weren't calling no-one, were you?
- No. Don't worry.

Come on,
just concentrate on your breathing, now. OK?

Good girl. You are fantastic at this, Kirsty.

Oh!

- You're nearly there.
- Give me your hand.

Oh! Oh! Ohm!

That's it. Look, I can see the baby's head, Kirsty.

- Good girl. That's it.
- Oh! Ah! Oh!

Are you all right, William?

Tickety-boo.

Just a few things I had in mind for ages.

I'm on a bit of a roll, actually.

Good.

We'll be off, then. The taxis are here.

- OK.
- Oh, Mrs Ball's asleep on the settee

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, Arnold.

Thanks.

Bedtime, I think, don't you?

That's er...own beds. Own rooms.

Busy, busy, busy...

[Baby cries]

Oh, what a noise!

WILLIAM:
The bottom line is, I'm all messed up.

[Billy Two Hats sings in blues style]
♪ The bottom line is I'm all messed up...

Yeah. Messed up by me, cos I can't say no.

"Do you want to go to university
and read Business Studies, William?" "No"

What do I go and do? Business Studies.

"Do you want to marry the florist's daughter?"
"Not really. Don't like her.

Don't even fancy her."

I'm standing next to you -
thanks very much, marvelous best man -

looking at her, saying,
"Yes, I do. Till death us do part."

And thank God it did,
or I'd still be married to her.

And now I'm with...Mary.

And who's running things?
Me? Nah. Course not.

You want to know your trouble?
And I've thought this since forever.

What?

You let people walk all over you.

Well, that's exactly what I was saying.

You're right. You just sit there and take it.

You just lay down and let them dump on you.

You bend over and let them stick it to you

- right up your...
- Oh, shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

- Do you think I look like an undertaker?
- Yeah, you do.

Even like this?

It's the face, isn't it?

It's not what you wear or how you behave,
it's what you look like

And you look like an undertaken

In a funny shirt

No. You look like an undertaker
who's trying not to look like an undertaken

And failing miserably.

Thanks very much.

Well, I don't have to be one any more, do I?

Don't you?

No. Not now. I can do what I want.

You could have if you'd picked up that 1.5 mill.

Not needed. I don't need it.
This business is worth nearly that.

Nah. Really?

Yeah. There's one firm makes an offer three,
four times a year.

They buy up independent undertakers

They're American.

Well, stone me.

And there's a thought.

BILLY: Not very smooth, aren't they?

The O to 60's not too impressive,
but she'll cruise at 80 on the open road.

Mary?

Social services called to say
Kirsty's siblings are all accounted for.

An ongoing saga, apparently.

Yeah, I'm sure. OK, thanks.

- Feels nice, doesn't it?
- Yeah.

What time was he born?

Eleven minutes past four.

Got the same birthday as your mummy,
haven't you?

I love him, don't I?

Have you got a name for him yet?

Barry.

Kirsty, I'm going to have to go
and see my boys now, OK?

- I'm going to come back and see you later.
- Yeah. OK.

OK. Well done.

Wow.

Billy...can you stay with the hearse, please?

- Excelsior Funerals, please.
- Fourth floor.

- Do you have an appointment, sir?
- They’re going to want to see me.

- See you later.
- See you later.

- What are you doing today?
- Seeing a mate, who I got that engine from.

Do you want to meet for lunch?

OK. I'll pinch some sarnies
from the supermarket.

OK.

[TV on]

When did your dad say he'd call?

I don't know.

JULIA: Is that him?
TERENCE: Yeah. That's him with me.

- You're so sweet.
- I was three then.

[Door opens]

Oh, hello.

What are you lot doing here?

Just showing Kate and Julia the video of Dad.

Erm...why aren't you at school?

- Where's William?
- Dad's with you, isn't he?

With me? No, I've been working.

We thought he was with you.

- I haven't seen him.
- I'm worried now.

- What do you mean?
- Well, when we got up, Dad had already gone.

But he'd put half his clothes on the bonfire.

- What?
- And put a load in bin liners by the front door.

I put them back, but...

Well, where is he? Did he take the car?

- No. Or his phone.
[Doorbell]

That might be him.

MARY: Oh. Hey, Rick.

Mary, erm...can I have a word? I really need to.

I have all the kids.
You wouldn't mind keeping an eye on them?

- We'll talk when I get back.
- Yeah, but I've got to be somewhere, though.

MARY: I won't be long. I promise. Thanks.

[Rings doorbell]

[Mobile rings]

Hello?

Oh, hi, Clare.

We've lost Kirsty, I'm afraid.

Her mother turned up with her boyfriend.
Pretty disruptive, a*usive.

I mean, in the end they left,
but we did have to call Security.

Kirsty went with them?

Yeah. And she seemed to want to go.

I didn't see any coercion or anything.

Erm...

Yeah. Yeah, OK. I'll go round.

Mary, the mother was pretty tanked up.
Be careful.

DOORBELL: ♪ Frére A Jacques

Oh...

Kirsty. Hiya. Are you all right?

- We're fine.
MRS ROOK: Who is it, Kirsty?

- You'd better go.
- I just want to see...

Out of my flat, you.

- Mrs Rook. I just...
- Out of my flat!

- Mum. The baby...
- Out of my flat!

Coming round, are you?
Checking up? Snooping?

- Mum, give us the baby.
- Get back inside.

- Mum!
- Shut the door!

Mrs Rook, just give Kirsty the baby.

MRS ROOK: I know the likes of you.

You hate us having children.
Can’t wait to take them off us.

Yeah, you think you know everything.

Taking no notice when I said no breast-feeding.
Cos you know best.

But you don't! You know nothing!

The reason I don't want no breast-feeding

is cos I don't want Kirsty getting attached
to this baby.

I don't want her to keep it. And I don't want her to
keep it cos Kirsty's only 14, right?

And I want 'em both to have a life.

So you and your sort,
you stay away from me, you hear?

And if you ever come back, I'll do you!

And you wanted the best for her.

How dare she to do this to you!

Yeah, but what do I do next, Doris?
I mean, what do I do?

Nothing.

I'm taking over. I'm going to go to the unit
and I'm gonna take advice.

Yeah, but listen. Let's...play this down, OK?

I mean, I want to help them, not...
You know what I mean, no knee-jerk stuff.

- Let's help them, yeah?
- Yeah, OK.

Now, I'm not going to call you till tomorrow. OK?

So get some sleep.

Thanks.

Sorry. Yeah, Rick. I'm all yours.

And, listen, thanks for looking after the kids.

You're welcome.

OK. So?

Erm... Well, erm... Yeah.

I... I need some advice.

[Doorbell rings]

Oh. Hang on. That'll be Doris.
I best give her her notes.

♪ HAYDN: Die Schopfung

♪ Und es w*r Licht

MARY: William, we've been worried about you.

A new dawn.

A new day. My life is about to change. Our lives.

KATE: Dad, where have you been?
- All of our lives are about to change.

I have momentous news.

Yeah, William. I'm just talking to Rick.

In here.

Dad?

Katie.

I'm back.

OK. Sorry, yeah. Advice.

Advice about what?

Erm...well, erm...

Yeah. I've...

I've got... I've got a girlfriend.

- Wow. That's great.
- Yeah.

But I... I wondered...if... if you'd mind.

Why would I mind? I'm delighted.

Well, you might.

Well, I don’t OK?

- Is she nice?
- Yeah.

Yeah, she's very nice. But you might mind.

Rick, you and I have got nothing
to do with each other any more.

OK? So just forget about all that.

So... So what is it?

Well...

it's your mum.

Oh. What about her?

I'm going out with her.

I'm going out...with your mum.

Which is, you know...even a surprise to me.

I'm not even sure...how...

Hit...

Right.

OK. Are you ready for this?

- I have just...
- Hiya. Just popped in to see the boys

during my lunch break.

MARY: Yes.

Right. Mum.

- Can I just say this one thing?
- Yeah, yeah, and you will.

- What's Rick doing here?
- "What's Rick doing here?"

- Don't play innocent. You know why he's here.
- I don’t

MARY: He's told me about you two.
- Turn it up, please, Kate.

MARY: Don't expect me to be happy for you.
MOLLY: Why not?

Why doesn't anyone listen to me?

You've got William.

Why is it only you and your feelings
we have to think of?

MARY: My feelings?

You're telling me you're thinking
about my feelings!

- When did you ever think about my feelings?
MOLLY: I only ever think of your feelings.

I've had enough.
Me. I've had enough. I want you two..

..out_

Just go. I don't care what this is about.
There's something I want to tell Mary about us

- and our future happiness and I just...
- Oh, my God.

- And I just...
- Hey! It sounds like nothings changed.

I haven't come at a bad time, have I?

Hey...

Wow.

Wow!

God. Terence?

Brendan! God. Come here!

Dad.

Oh, come on! Come on.

Boy...l'm sorry, boys, but you have grown!

God. Let me look at you.

What a sight!

Mary.

Darling.