All language subtitles for Call.the.Midwife.S12E07.WEB

MATURE JENNIFER: When
we look back in time,

what do we remember best?

The sweet, repeated patterns
of our ordinary lives,

or the days that sparkled

with the sheen of
something different?

News, a treat, an invitation?

The answer may not matter.

Sometimes the simple
gift of memory is all.

Good morning. Good morning.

Post! Something
for everyone today.

I know you're all coming,

but I wanted to
invite you officially.

Oh, Trixie.

How beautiful.

Oh, would you look at this!

The paper, it's like silk.

Raised print! Very fancy.

"The pleasure of the
company of Miss Ann Corrigan

"and Miss Colette
Corrigan is requested."

One feared we had lost
the calligraphic arts.

To see one's name rendered so!

Consider my "respondez,
s'il vous plait"

to be "Oh, mon plaisir".

Thank you, Sister Monica Joan.

I shall reply with a
formal RSVP in due course.

But I wouldn't miss
it for the world.

I have to be there.
I'm chief bridesmaid.

Is formal attire required?

Yes, it is.

I assume those who have taken
holy orders are excused.

Of course, Sister.
BOTH CHUCKLE

So what does that mean
for the rest of us?

You'll look lovely
whatever you wear.

You could come in your uniform
as long as you're there.

If you think I'm going
to wear my uniform

to my first society wedding,

you've got another think coming.

It's hardly a society wedding!

Well, you may be
going down the aisle

as the humble Nurse
Trixie Franklin,

but you'll be walking back
up it as Lady Aylward.

Right. I think that's
enough wedding talk.

Time to start the day.

Clinical room in
five minutes, please.

I'm so pleased for
them. For Trixie.

Oh, the quality
of the invitation

was most impressive.

I believe it was between three
to four sheets' thickness.

Thank you. Don't thank me yet.

Yet more missives from
the Health Department.

Anything interesting?

That very much depends on
your definition of the term.

I appreciate the work
that's being done

to eradicate
communicable disease,

but every time they
add a condition

to the reportable list,

it does generate more paperwork.

It's fascinating stuff, though.

The statistics
they're collecting -

everything from food
poisoning to leprosy.

Thankfully, we've not had
a case of that for a while.

Sadly, the same can't
be said for hepatitis.

It does appear we've had a
small spike of infections.

Is that something we
should be worried about?

I'd certainly like
us to keep on top of

chasing recent contacts
of anyone infected.

I will keep you abreast
of any further cases.

CHILD CRYING

Good morning, Mr O'Connor.
I'm here to see your wife.

Is she ready for me?

Yeah, that's why
we're heading out.

I don't think there's enough
room for us all in there.

Come on.

Good afternoon. Afternoon.

I'm sorry.

It's the little things you miss.

Like good bread.

God, yeah. I don't think
the butter over here

is up to much either. Mm-mm.

I'm all done.

Everything seems just grand.

But you've not got
long to go now.

Mrs O'Connor, we need to have

that talk about where you're
going to have this baby.

I won't go to hospital again.

I've told you that.

I know you had a bad time.

It was horrible.

Cold. And like I
wasn't even a person.

I'm really sorry
that happened to you,

but you and I know this place

is not fit to bring
a new baby into.

There's no running
water, for a start.

We're on the housing list.

And if you get somewhere

before you go into
labour, that's grand.

If not, we'll need to bring
you into the maternity home

when the time comes.

CHATTER

Thank you. If you
could have a seat.

We can help a lot of
families with all this.

And just for letting
someone take a few snaps

for a competition. Yes.

A very welcome contribution.

Especially for those
without refrigeration.

Now they can give the
children a bowl of cornflakes

for breakfast without
worrying about

spoilt milk. Indeed.

Over the years, I've found

a little quid pro
quo goes a long way.

Bentley's Dairy gets
its photographs,

we get some welcome provisions.

A land flowing with
milk and honey.

Well, I'm not comparing
myself to Moses, Sister.

But I am rather pleased.

You can enter as many
categories as you like.

Bonny Babies, Super
Siblings, Fabulous Families.

What do you win?
A year's supply

of Bentley Dairy products.

Everything from your daily
pinta to tinned rice pudding.

An excellent source of calcium.

Good for growing bones.

What do you say? Yeah.

Are you entering, Doctor?

Er, I first need to
speak to Shelagh.

Well, if anyone has
a bonny family...

I thought I was all
done with this carry-on.

I've got four teenagers.

My eldest is doing
their exams next year.

I don't know where that girl

got her brains from,
but it wasn't me.

CHUCKLES

So this one was a
bit of a surprise?

A happy one. Me and Arthur
loved a house full of babies.

All the fun of the fair,
if you know what I mean.

Oh, I have an idea.
I've four of my own.

Oh, well, then. I'm preaching
to the converted, then.

So how are we feeling today?

If I'm honest, my back's
been griping since I woke up.

I thought it was just

all the usual morning
aches and pains,

but it's not going away.
You think you're in labour?

Oh, it's starting
to feel that way.

STRAINS

Well, let me examine you

and see if it is all systems go.

I see you're down to
go to St Cuthbert's.

I had my other four at home,

but I wanted all the help
I could get this time.

Well, when they tell you
you're a geriatric mother,

you take the hint.

Come on, Paul.

Are you sure you want to come?

They had me queuing
for hours yesterday.

Well, maybe when they see me,
they'll put us to the front.

I don't think it works like
that at the housing office.

Well, it needs to. We've only
a week left in this place.

They need to know that.

CHILD BABBLES

Breathe, and all will be well.

Remember? I said that
to you once before.

I do - when you
delivered my first.

A little boy, with
lungs like bellows.

Little girl, you mean.

He woke the street when
he came into the world!

You must be thinking of
someone else, Sister.

The ambulance is here.

Ready? Yeah. As I'll ever be.

That's it.

I don't think we've
moved in the last hour.

What can they be doing in there?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Sorry, but that's it. We're
not seeing anyone else today.

What do you mean? We've
been waiting for hours.

Well, we can only process
so many people in one day.

So what are we supposed to do?

Come back tomorrow.

Come on.

SIGHS

The caravan's gone!

They said we had another week.

Maurice...

what are we going to do?

SIGHS

Here?

We can't stay here.

They're knocking the place down.

Not tonight. They only boarded
the place up last week.

Maurice... Look, do you think

we have the money for a hotel?

No. I'll go back to Housing

first thing in the morning.
I'll tell 'em all about it, OK?

Just keep a look-out.

Right. Quick, quick.

DOOR OPENS

HE COUGHS

Hello, stranger!

When did you get back?
Just this afternoon.

Oh! So how was it?

Did you have nice weather?

Of course they did!
It's the West Indies.

That is what you ask
someone when they've

been away on
holiday. The weather

was very nice, thank you.

And how was Lucille?

Lucille is still in Jamaica.

She's fine.

She's taken to her new job,

and it's doing her good
to be with her family.

She sends her love.

But you decided to come back.

I have a good job here,
and some good friends.

This is my home.

Well, I'm not having you

rattling around in
that flat on your own.

You're to come to us for
your tea whenever you want.

That's very kind
of you, but I...

No, no, no! No ifs or buts.

We don't want you sitting
up there on your own,

staring at four walls.

Actually, I have no intention
of doing anything of the sort.

I know what I have to do.

But thank you.

CREAKING

DRIPPING

SQUEAKING

What's that smell?

The plumbing.

That's why they're getting
rid of these places.

It's just for tonight.

I know.

Oh!

Hello. Nurse.

DOOR OPENS

How can I help you? Mr Mason?

I'm here to see Rosemary.

Oh, she's upstairs.

This is Jean, our eldest.
She'll take you up.

Hello, Jean.

Excuse me.

Bit of an odd question,

but have you seen a
caravan round here?

We're not leaving
the housing office

until we're all
sorted. I promise.

There you go, sweetheart.

There you go, lad.

Good boy. Eat it all up.

You're not having any?

Maybe later.

Oh!

You feeling poorly?

No.

Didn't sleep a wink.

I could hear rats running
about half the night.

So it's not the baby, then, no?

For the love of God,
don't wish that on us.

The midwife said it
could happen any day now.

This baby needs to
stay right where it is

until we've a place for it.

IMELDA: Paul, you
can eat that. Go on.

LINE RINGING

Operator?

FROM PHONE: Yes,
sir. How can I help?

Put me through to the
police. Right away.

Hello, Mrs Mason.

I wasn't expecting to
see you for a few days.

I thought you were going
to take full advantage

of St Cuthbert's' hospitality.

Well, I thought I might as
well be laying in my own bed

instead of one of theirs.
Oh, she's beautiful.

Does she have a name yet?

Jacqueline. Aw.

I've just fed her, so she'll
be asleep in a minute.

Then why don't we give
you the once-over first

instead of disturbing her?

Have you had any bleeding?

Nothing unusual.

How are you feeling otherwise?

Oh, Mrs Mason!

Sorry.

Being stupid. Not at all.

What's upsetting you?

I knew I wouldn't bounce back
like I did with my other kids.

I knew I'd be tired.

I just didn't know
I'd feel so ill.

Ill? How exactly do you mean?

I don't know.
I've got no energy

and I ache all over.

Have you a sore
throat, runny nose?

No, nothing like that.

What about your appetite?
Oh, I can't face anything.

I just...

I feel like I want to go
to bed and just stay there.

I think we should get the
doctor to pay you a visit.

Trixie, do you think Matthew

might help me find
a lost patient?

If he can.

Imelda O'Connor.
She's due any day.

Her and her husband have
been living in a caravan

on one of the building sites,

and now it's nowhere to be seen.

I thought Matthew might
know who owned the site.

I can ask him,

but there's probably
nothing to worry about.

The family will
have just moved on.

And I might be
the reason for it.

I think I frightened her off.

She's scared of hospitals,

and I told her she
couldn't have a homebirth.

I'm sure that's not the case.

What have I told you about
knocking on this door?

Come back at seven o'clock.

I'm sorry. My name
is Cyril Robinson.

The new volunteer.

Sorry, mate.

In you come.

I've been the manager
here last few years.

Officially, I work
for the council.

They pay for the
place, but not much.

So we have to be realistic
about what we can do.

We're not the Housing.

We're not an 'ospital.

We're a warm bed and a hot meal.

Understood.

So how'd you hear about us?

Er, somebody at my church.
God-botherer, are you?

I believe in the
gospel of Jesus Christ.

Great. Well, next Sunday,
you can say one for me.

But when you come here, you
leave the Bible at home.

Last thing I need is
any bleeding hearts

or soft touches. Good.
Because that's not me.

Great. Well, we'll
find out tonight.

I'm putting you on the door.

Are you sure you've seen
someone? Round here.

What is it?

Get back inside.

Oi!

Come out. We know
you're in there.

Go and have a look!

CREAKING

CHILD BABBLES

Sh!

FOOTSTEPS

IMELDA GASPS

MUFFLED GASP

SQUEAKING

BANGING ON DOOR

Nobody's in there. You
must have imagined it.

I think they're gone.

Let's just give
it another minute.

BREATHES RAGGEDLY

Imelda?

I think I'm having contractions.

BABY GURGLES

Any history of problems

with your gall
bladder, Mrs Mason?

Gallstones?

No, Doctor. Nothing like that.

Oh! Oh, my apologies.

Yes, you're very
tender over your liver.

No wonder you've been
feeling under the weather.

I'm afraid you've picked
up something rather nasty,

Mrs Mason. What?

Hepatitis. You might have heard
it called infective jaundice?

Well, is it serious?

Not usually.

And what about the baby?

Oh, she seems absolutely fine,

but I'm going to advise you

to switch from
breast-feeding to bottle.

Cos I can give her it?

It's just a sensible precaution.

I-I-I see.

What about everyone else?

Under the circumstances,
the best practice

would be for you to
go back into hospital.

No! What, and leave my baby?

Cos I can't take
her with me, can I?

No. Then I'm not going.

Then Mrs Turner
will need to explain

how to keep the rest
of the household safe.

Hepatitis can be passed on
through contact with faeces.

And I'm sure you
always wash your hands,

but you're going to have
to be extra careful.

That means no sharing towels,
toothbrushes, bedding.

And I don't want you
cooking for anyone.

And how long has all
this got to go on for?

Well, until the infection has
passed through your system.

I'm afraid that could
be several weeks.

ROSEMARY SIGHS

For the love of God, Imelda,

let me take you somewhere

I can get you some help. No!

But you can't have it
here. Look at the state

of this place. Wherever we go,

they'll ask questions,

and the first thing they'll
ask us is our address.

And when we tell them

we haven't got
one... I don't care,

as long as you and the
baby are all right.

They won't let us keep the baby!

They'll take it away.

They'll take Paul away.

IMELDA SOBS

GASPS

I tried my best for us, Imelda.

I know.

I know.

I'm not blaming you.

I have to do this.

OK?

You have to let me.

TILL DINGS There you go.

We run a bit of a
guesthouse upstairs.

There's four of them,

but we have another two
arriving in the morning.

All using one bathroom?

I'm sorry. It won't do.

Do you think they're the
reason my Rosemary's poorly?

Have they had any symptoms?

Not as far as I know.

Then they're the ones at risk.

It will be very difficult
to prevent further infection

without removing
Rosemary from your home.

They'll have to go.

STRAINS

Imelda, what can I do?
Do you need anything?

No.

GROANS

It's there. I can
feel the head.

Good! That's good. You're
doing so well, love.

So I spoke to the
building company.

All they could tell me was that

they'd finished the work
on the new high-rise,

so the caravan had been
sent on to the next job.

Would the O'Connors
have gone with it?

I... wouldn't have thought so.

I mean, they
shouldn't really have

been there in the first place.

Those things are hardly
designed for families.

I don't think the
O'Connors had much choice.

Er, no, I... I suppose not.

I'll go and see
what's keeping Trixie.

Oh...

CHILD CRYING

It's all right.

Mammy's just being
a little bit noisy.

YELLS AND WHIMPERS

HIGH-PITCHED YELL

GASPS

You did it!

My God, you did it!

Do we cut the cord now?

You have to tie it first.
That's what they did with Paul.

Maurice? Why isn't she crying?

What do we do?

I don't know.

I don't know why she won't...

Come on, now. Come on.
Come on for Daddy. Come on.

I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know, I don't know!

I don't know, I don't
know... Come on for Daddy.

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

BABY CRIES

BABY CRIES

CHATTER

CHATTER

That's better. Yeah, go on.

The photographer just called.

His car's broken
down in Hackney.

I don't think he's
going to make it.

What?

We've got half of Poplar
here in their Sunday best!

Maybe we can reschedule.

Absolutely not.

Keep 'em busy.

I won't be long.

Milk churn?

Why don't you come with
us to the photoshoot?

We could pick up
Colette on the way.

Er, yes. That
shouldn't be a problem.

Thanks. I'll not bother.

There's not really a
category for me and Colette.

Well, I suppose she's hardly
a Bonny Baby any more.

What about Fabulous Families?

I don't really think
that fits either.

Thank you anyway.

Come on, then, Jonty.

Aren't you having your
sandwiches, Sister?

I have no appetite for
another cold collation.

We can keep you company
until you've eaten.

No.

I shall not dine tonight.

You ready for
this? I think so.

Remember, first
come, first served,

20, and then we're done.

And they're out by 8am.

Got it? Got it.

Then wagons roll.

All right, lads? Come on in.

Good evening. Welcome.

Good evening.

Sister?

It's time for compline.

Not this night.

Sorry?

I said I will not be
attending this evening.

The spirit is willing...

..but the flesh is weak.

Teddy! Teddy, no.

Slow down! That's enough!
You'll crease your clothes.

Right. I reckon I've
got enough spare film

to get everyone.

So who's first?

MUSIC: Bend Me, Shape
Me by Amen Corner

Look at me!

♪ You're the only woman I need

♪ And, baby, you know it... ♪

Try and make the baby smile.

♪ You can make
this beggar a king

♪ A clown or a poet

♪ Bend me, shape me
any way you want me

♪ Long as you love
me, it's all right

♪ Bend me, shape me
any way you want me

♪ You got the power... ♪
Sit together!

♪ To turn on the light

Turn your tin round.

Look at me!

♪ Bend me, shape me
any way you want me

♪ You got the power to
turn on the light... ♪

That's good, that's good.
Get closer together.

♪ Any way you want me

♪ Long as you love
me, it's all right. ♪

Good evening and welcome.

Oh! Sorry.

That's it for tonight.

Come on, mate. We're full.

Please. It's bloody
freezing out here.

I'm so sorry.

I'll sleep on the floor.
What harm can I do?

I'm sorry. Those are the rules.

Hey.

COINS CLINK

Get yourself something to eat.

I'm sorry.

COINS CLINK

Not easy, is it?

No, it's not.

By the way, if you think
he's going to spend

what you gave him on his dinner,
you're dafter than you look.

Kitchen could do with
an extra pair of hands.

She seems quite unwell.

I should have realised
something wasn't quite right

when she refused to
eat yesterday evening.

Her appetite hasn't
been good for a while,

but she always
manages something.

And then she missed compline.

I thought she was
being provocative.

I refused to be provoked.

I didn't think for one
moment... Of course you didn't.

Now, then. What's all this?

I do not wish to be here.

Please let me leave.

Where would you go?

I want to go home.

You are home, Sister.

Sister, look at her eyes.

They're looking a bit yellow.

Let's give the doctor a call.

BABY STIRS

The way she's eating,

won't be long until
she's on tea and toast.

Nearly took the bottle out
of me hand this morning.

I'm very glad to
hear that. BABY CRIES

You know, I can't wait to
take her out in her pram,

show her off to all the
neighbours. I don't blame you.

So when might that be?

Mrs Mason, the doctor explained.
You're still infectious.

Oh, so you say. But
I feel tonnes better.

How would you feel if you
made your neighbours ill?

We're still trying to work out
where your infection came from.

It's odd that no-one else in
the house seems to have it.

Odd? Well, it's a
good thing, isn't it?

Well, yes, but we need to know
where the infection started.

The couple of weeks
before you had the baby,

did you go anywhere,
perhaps out to eat?

Oh, yeah. I was up
west doing the twist.

You saw me!

I was like the side of a house.

Perhaps you had a friend visit.

Because if you did, we'll
need to contact them.

If you could just think...

I don't need to bloody think,
cos I didn't go anywhere

and I didn't see anyone.

For you, ma'am. Thank you.

Buongiorno. Hi.

Oh! Perfect timing.

For me? Thank you.

Well, the RSVPs are
flying in, all saying,

"We'll be attending,
with bells on."

That's good. Isn't it?

Means we can make a
start on the table plan.

We?

Well, I need to know about any
potential diplomatic incidents -

you know, warring
aunts, kissing cousins.

It's how I'll find out
your family secrets. Mmm.

Matthew?

CHUCKLES: Sorry.

I have another meeting with
the solicitor this afternoon.

Yet more decisions to be made
about my father's estate.

Well, I'm sure you'll
make good ones.

I hardly know any more.

Sometimes I'm sorely
tempted to flip a coin.

What's the worst
that could happen?

Nothing too disastrous.

Could ruin my father's
legacy. Destroy our future.

Is that all? BOTH LAUGH

You know, if you wanted
to postpone... No.

I just don't want
to... Absolutely not.

Matthew, you've just
lost your father.

You have so much to worry about.

The one thing I'm not worried
about is marrying you.

This is the only thing
keeping me going.

Anyway, my father
thought the world of you.

I can't think of a more
fitting tribute to him

than for us to start our lives
together as soon as possible.

SHE GASPS

SHE GRIMACES

She's jaundiced, and
her liver is enlarged.

Hepatitis. Just the latest
case in the district.

I'm minded not to move her.

For a start, I don't need
to tell anyone in this house

how to prevent the
spread of infection.

I should hope not.

There's nothing she needs
that she can't get here.

Agreed.

She will need to
be kept hydrated.

Painkillers, if you
feel it's necessary.

Other than that, I'm
afraid we just have to hope

she can fight the infection off.

I won't pretend her
age isn't a concern.

Thank you, Doctor.

Thank you. Thank you.

Oh!

Hello, young man.

I heard you were back.

I was wondering when
our paths would cross.

I haven't been avoiding you.

I'm just keeping myself busy.

I understand.

But there's no need
to be a stranger.

You're always welcome here.

I appreciate that.

She won't take it.

Imelda, you look terrible.

I'm fine. I just... I
just need her to eat.

Sure? You feel cold to me.

Are you still bleeding?

Yeah.

A lot more than last time.
Right, that's enough.

I'm going to get
help. Go to the nuns.

They'll know what to do. Right.

Now, you be a good boy.

Look after your mammy.
Daddy'll be back soon.

Any news on Sister Monica Joan?

She's comfortable,
but no better.

I have to admit, she's
got me very worried.

Me too.

I was sad you didn't make
it to the photo session.

I was looking forward to taking
a snap of you and your Colette.

Don't know why. We've
no chance of winning.

Oh, the competition
means nothing.

It's just that Colette
grows up a little bit more

every time I see her.

She'll be all grown-up
before you know it.

I just thought you might like
to capture the fleeting moment.

I didn't come along, because
I didn't think it was right.

What makes you say that?

The only category we could
enter is the one for families.

And we're not a family.

We don't even live together.

You're more a family
than plenty of others.

You've only to look
at the two of you

to see the love.

And after you fought so hard
to be in Colette's life?

You're a family, lass.

And I never want you
to think otherwise.

You hear me?

I hear you.

NANCY SIGHS

So, I've a couple
of shots to use up

before I send the films off.

What do you say?

BANGING AT DOOR

BANGING CONTINUES

I need you. I mean,
I need a nurse.

Mr O'Connor! I've
been looking for you.

They chucked us out. And
now she's had the baby,

and something's not right. It
barely cries, and she's cold,

and she's clammy... Wait here.

I'll go and grab my bag and
then you show me where she is.

OK.

Hey, hey! You were at
the hostel last night.

Are you all right?
Get off of me!

HE COUGHS

Come on. What are you doing?

Get off me. I'm taking
you to a doctor.

I don't need a bloody doctor.

We'll let the
doctor decide that.

DOOR OPENS

Oh, you poor things.

We did our best.

Promise we did.

It's going to be all right.

Tell me, when did
you give birth?

Yesterday.

Has she fed? Hardly at all.

Imelda, I'm going to
need you to listen to me.

Your baby's very cold.

The best thing for you
to do is to hold her

nice and close to your body.

That's it.

You just hold her...

..and let her warm
up next to you.

Did the afterbirth come away?

Yeah.

Maurice got rid of it.

Let me just have a feel.

That's it.

Imelda...

..I'm going to give
you an injection. Mmm?

It's going to be all
right. We found you.

Go outside and
call an ambulance.

Maurice? It's going
to be all right.

They'll look after you.

Off you go.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Leon, I think you've
picked up hepatitis.

I'm afraid it's doing
the rounds at the moment.

Will I live?

That is rather up to you. May I?

I take it you didn't
come by these medically?

Leon...

I don't know what led
you down this path,

but I would like to
help you get off it.

I wouldn't waste your time.

That's not how I see it.

You're a young man.

You don't want to spend the
rest of your life like this.

There are hospitals that
treat addiction now.

I... I could make some calls.

BABY CRIES

BABY GURGLES

Why won't you let
a doctor help you?

Oh, by getting me to give up the
only thing that makes me happy?

No, thanks, mate. The only
thing? That can't be true.

You wouldn't say that if you
knew anything about my life.

Then tell me. Make
me understand.

Right.

My mother didn't want me when I
was born, so she gave me away.

But it turns out the
people who took me in

didn't want me
either, in the end.

So they put me in
children's homes,

where they made it
pretty bloody clear

that no-one would ever want me.

I'm sorry.

Even then, I still
didn't learn my lesson.

I decided I'd give my
mother another chance.

And it went all right at first.

I thought I was finally
going to get what I wanted.

A family?

It turns out she's
already got a new family.

Why does she need someone
like me to screw it up?

Well, I am pleased to say
baby is warming up nicely

in the incubator and
has quite the appetite.

We'll put you on a
course of antibiotics

to knock any
infection on the head.

Next time, come to us.

There'll always be
a bed for you here.

An abandoned building is no
place for a labouring mother,

and certainly not
a newborn baby.

Thank you.

Where's Paul?

He's just outside.
Can you get him?

I want him to see that
Mammy's getting better.

Yeah, in a minute.

What is it?

We've had to find somewhere for Paul
to stay for the next few nights.

He can't stay with me?
Where's he going to go?

Social Services has found
someone to look after him.

Erm... My little girl
stays with a foster family,

and they're lovely.

But what about Maurice?
Can't he look after him?

The only place for Maurice
to stay is a hostel for men.

And even if Paul could go
there, you wouldn't want him to.

Can I say goodbye?

Of course.

Look.

There's my big boy!

Hey. Do you want to
have a sit there? Hey.

Look, look. CHILD MURMURS

There's so much, isn't there?
Are you going to be good?

CHILD MURMURS

Come here and give
your mammy a kiss.

CHILD SQUEALS

Come...

CHILD PROTESTS

All right. Are you
going to say bye?

Look. Bye-bye, Mam.

I'll see you soon,
sweetheart. Yeah, come on.

CHILD GURGLES

Is that really the
best we can do?

It's not their fault
they have no home.

In my experience, the fault
rarely lies with the homeless.

Then who is to blame?

It's a long list.

At the top of it, I'd
write "circumstances".

Once one thing goes
wrong for a family, it...

It's hard to stop
the next catastrophe,

and the next and the next.

It takes on a terrible
momentum all of its own.

SHE SIGHS

SOBBING

You cannot keep me captive!

It isn't allowed.

You're not allowed!

It's all right,
Sister. Just rest.

Please...

Please.

I don't want to be here.

SOBS: You do not understand.

I understand. I understand.

KNOCK AT DOOR

SOBBING CONTINUES Come in.

DOOR OPENS

I heard my friend is unwell.

I came to see her and to
give you some respite.

You won't get much in
the way of conversation.

She's very confused.

I'm not sure I have
much to say either,

but a great deal to think about.

DOOR OPENS

Sister...

DOOR CLOSES

My friend...

..has come home.

You were missed.

And I missed you.

I hope you're not
using my clinical room

as a tea-making facility.

This is purely medicinal.

I thought I might see if I could
aid Sister Monica Jones' recovery.

In that case, carry on.

I think we'd try
anything at this point.

You fear the worst?

Hepatitis in someone of her age?

I think we both know the odds.

That poor family came here
to help build new homes

and they can't even find one
to live in, not even a caravan.

How can that be right?

It's difficult.

It only takes days to tear
down the old buildings.

It can be months before
they're replaced.

And then homes have to be
allocated on a basis of need.

The bureaucracy involved in that

is... HE CHUCKLES

Well, hasn't this been
thought about in any way?

Seems pretty simple to me -

make sure there's enough homes
for the families that need them.

You think I'm naive.

No, not at all.

All I know is that
splitting up families

and handing their children
over to complete strangers

shouldn't be the only option.

SHOP BELL RINGS

Wait! Please, Leon!

I'm sorry. I know what
you must be thinking.

You were going to tell 'em.

You were going to tell
your husband, your family,

change your mind!
No. I had the baby.

And then I wasn't well.

I wanted to let you
know, but how could I?

I don't even know
where you live!

Leon! I want to tell 'em. I do.

But you haven't!

Le-...

Rosemary?

What are you doing
out and about?

Let's get you inside.

It sounds like a decent place.

It is. We've looked into
it, and it's safe and clean.

But only me and the
kids can stay there?

I'm afraid so.

It's better than
nothing. What about you?

I'll be fine. They've put
me on that Kensal Rise job.

But that's the other side of
London! Where are you going to stay?

I'll find a doss-house
or something.

No! Look, this way,
we can save up money.

By the time I'm done, we'll have
enough for a deposit and rent.

And I'll be looking in on
you and the baby. I promise.

Thank you...

..for not giving
up on my family.

Family are so important.

I never had one.

SHE SOBS

You don't need to tell me.

But if there's
anything I can do...

It's my mess to clear up.

You were right.

I had been somewhere,

seen someone before I fell ill.

Was it that young man I
saw you speaking with?

He's my son.

She'd remembered
right, the sister.

It was a boy she
delivered, my Leon.

But I was young...

..and I wasn't married.
So you couldn't keep him.

I thought I'd never
see him again...

..and then there he was.

He'd got my name somehow
and then he tracked me down.

My parents owned
this place for years.

Everyone knew 'em.

So all he had to
do was ask about.

And I was happy when I saw him.

But he's had some problems.

And I had my other
kids to think about.

Of course. And there's Arthur.

We always promised we wouldn't
keep any secrets from each other,

so I just didn't
know how to tell him.

Oh! What are you lot up to?

We got you a treat, Mum - your
favourite. Fresh cream cakes?!

There's one for each of us.

Oh, you're good children.

But there's one missing.

I'll see myself out.

Arthur...

..we need to talk.

What are you doing here?

We're going to go
have our photo taken.

So maybe you should do
something about that hair.

Mmm? Hmm?

I was just a kid, Arthur.

I couldn't look
after him, you see.

About a year later, I met
you, and we were so happy.

And I know what we
said about secrets.

Well, what did I know?
I was only a lad myself.

And I just didn't
know how to tell you.

Oh, come here. It's all right.

SHE SOBS

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Ah! Welcome to the meeting
of the Housing Subcommittee.

Any apologies?

No apologies? Good.

Now, have we all read the
minutes from the last meeting?

MURMURS OF AGREEMENT Any
objections on page one?

On page two? Excuse
me. If I may...

I'm sorry. We can't
hear from the floor

until "matters arising".

You'll have to wait for
that part of the agenda.

No, I'm sorry, but I won't.

This is exactly the problem
that I came here to discuss.

This stultifying bureaucracy -

it is why we have a
housing crisis in Poplar.

Interminable queues
at the Housing office.

It's turning people
in need away.

I came here to ask for
some concrete action,

for this committee to recognise
that they cannot simply

tear down people's houses and then
refuse to offer an alternative.

With respect, haven't you done your
fair share of tearing things down?

Yes, I have. But I
might have reconsidered

if I'd been made aware of the total
lack of urgency in this committee.

That's hardly fair.

We take the problems of
the ward very seriously,

and there are procedures.

And there are families
being torn apart!

Children being put
into foster care

whilst their parents
sleep in hostels.

And you think that turning
up here and shouting the odds

is going to solve anything?

No.

But I would...

..really like to discuss
some possible solutions.

And furthermore, I would like
to help in any way I can.

BABY COOS

I've got someone who
wants to see you.

Hello, Mum. Oh!

Oh, no, none of that.

You'll scare the poor
sod off again. THEY LAUGH

ENGINE TURNS OFF

Who knew council subcommittees
could be... so exciting?

HE CHUCKLES

I loved my father, but
the way he did business...

I think I need to make some
changes now that he's gone. Mmm.

TRIXIE SIGHS

Oh...

TRIXIE SIGHS

Councillor Buckle.

I... I hope you didn't think I
was attacking you personally.

Aren't I part of the
"stultifying bureaucracy"?

Violet...

It only hurt...

..because you weren't wrong.

I mean, that committee moves
at the speed of treacle.

It needs a good kick up the...

Well, you know what.

But what it could really do
with is some fresh blood.

Me? Mmm.

Council elections are next year.

And your bridesmaids' dresses
are nearly ready for a fitting,

so I will give you a call.

Thank you.

We've had a delivery.

The photos? How have
they turned out?

Rather well.

It appears we've had a winner.

Your picture of the Shahs has
secured the Fabulous Families award

for the district and is being put
forward for the national final.

Well...

..isn't that something?

A little more?

DOOR CLOSES

I've brought something
to show you, Sister.

I only took it to
use up the roll,

but I think it turned out
rather well, don't you?

CHUCKLES: Sister?

I am weary.

Perhaps you could let me be?

MATURE JENNIFER: What
matters most - memory itself

or the love that
feeds and frames it?

Love lasts longer,
so perhaps love wins.

Love inspires.

Love nurtures.

Love can be rekindled.

And love knows
many ways of being.

It can be captured in a
kiss or a fleeting look.

It can be made immortal
in a photograph.

Love lives within the
present and the past.

Love has a future.

We must not forget that.

TRIXIE: Is that my
brother?! It certainly is!

I've been in training
for this for 20 years.

I want it to look like Arnold.

Loads of black hair
and eyes like pennies.

Mrs Yue, it needs
something English.

Nonnatus House is
not going to close.

Matthew's mother sold
the family tiara!

No! What am I supposed
to secure the veil with?!