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# Pretty woman out walking with gorillas down my street

# From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold

# Look over there - where? - There's a lady that I used to know

# She's married now, or engaged, or something, so I'm told

# Is she really going out with him?

# Is she really gonna take him home tonight...? #

You can't keep thinking about what might have been.Mum, I'm fine.

You need a hobby - to take your mind off him.

What, like needlework?Needlework is good. Not very active.

I was thinking more... something to improve yourself.

Like breast implants?Like learning a language. You know, a project.

DOOR OPENS

Morning, Mary. Morning, Dr Talbot.Carolyn.

Morning, Euan. Got any, er...tranquillisers?

I don't normally carry any. I was only joking, Euan.

Of course. I should have known.

How could you? It wasn't funny. Yeah, see you, Mum.Bye.

How are you feeling?

Me? Fine.No aches? No pains?

No. I'm in good order. You?

Me? Oh, yeah. I'm in good order, too.

Just discussing self-improvement projects.Good for you. Like what?

Suicide.

But that's so unoriginal, so I'll probably do needlepoint instead.

Right.Mind you, once I've got the needles I could change my mind.

Origami is good...so they say.

Fancy giving me a check-up later... only if you've got time?

Er...busy day. Tight schedule.

I'm flexible.

Not a lot to say to that, really.

Did you stop by for a reason or just to flirt?Kenny's not at the B&B.

He's moved up to Mum's old place.

Right.

Thanks.

Um...was this flirting?

I'm out of practice,

but if you come by later, I'll, um...I'll try harder.

# Around here

# Something going on around here

# Something going on around here

# Something going on around here

# There's something going on around here

# Something going on around here. #

Nice one. Not bad at all, pretty good.

Bit of practice wouldn't do you any harm. Let's do it again.No!

Please! Not again!All right, Gordon? Didn't know you were back.

It's disgusting!We weren't that bad.We need an understanding.

We won't play it again until you go.

I'm going, anyway, Kenny.

Cleanliness is next to godliness, Kenny.Oh. Oh...

Cheers for that, Gordon.We are not close to God in this cottage!Right.

See you later. ..Oh, my mum wants to talk to you, Gordon. Something about the rent you've not paid.

Oh, does she? Could you give her a message for me?What?

Och, what was it again? I remember - that's the phrase I'm looking for -

cold day in hell.

OK.How can you live in your own mess? How can you live like this?!

You're getting anal retentive and you're scaring me.

You promised to clean the place!

I will. I'm still feeling wobbly. But don't worry. It's on my list.

Morning, Douglas.

Morning, Douglas.Oh...I was just on my way to see you.

Well, you've arrived. Yes, so I have.

I need to speak to you, you see. Oh, that explains it.Does it?

Why you were on your way to see me. Yes. It explains that part.

You're struggling, Douglas.No. It's just not going as I'd planned.

Shall I ask questions?No.

Right, well, I'll hang my washing while you collect your thoughts. Then come back when you're ready.

I never thought of us as rivals. Good... I don't either.

I have a nice hotel and you've got this.

So we don't really have much in common - business-wise.

Look, Douglas, we both need tourists and we both rent rooms.

Now, I'm going to hang my washing. Please keep going.

I've thrown you the odd crumb when you were in trouble.

Yes, and I'm grateful for your crumbs.But this...

What have I done?It's just going to cause trouble between us.

Douglas, say what you mean.You've advertised in the paper!Is it in?

It's not fair!And it's fair to bribe Gordon to bring

the tourists to YOU?What tourists?!

I had two calls last week - wrong numbers.Advertise!

"The friendly place to stay."

So I'm the "unfriendly place"? I can't survive on your "crumbs".

And I can't afford to advertise. Then don't.

So you won't either?I will if it brings punters.

Have you not been listening?! We're not rivals!

Look, Douglas, any crumbs I have - I'll throw your way.

Sorted?

They seem to be healing quite nicely.

You, um...you do need to keep them clean.Yeah, I'm doing my best.

It, er...it must be difficult in this...kind of environment.

Yeah.

It's a challenge, Doctor, I try, but, er...

well, it's Gordon. He's not used to sharing digs, you see.

You try to get on, best you can, but it's a struggle, I'll be honest.

And how's your energy level?

That's a different story altogether.

Try to get as much rest as you can.

I try. Lord knows, I try. It's, er...difficult.

Well, if there's nothing worrying you, we'll just let nature run its course.

That's the story of my life, Dr Talbot.

I look at myself sometimes and that's what I see -

nature taking its course.

Good. Well. I'll be off.

The doctor's going, Gordon! Right!

Dr Talbot.

Oh, did I talk to you about my hip? Yes. You were meant to work out

if it was your right hip or left hip that was bothering you.Was I?Mmm.

I'll work after that.Good.

Shall we go?Ferry's waiting.

Sorry if I don't see you to the door, but I'm feeling very tired.

PHONE RINGS

Wallace Guesthouse.

You would? ..Er, let me see if I've got any vacancies.

Hello? Yes, that would be fine. Can I have your name?

Mr Roberts. OK, Mr Roberts, look forward to seeing you. Bye.

Ready when you are, Doctor.Right.

Dr Talbot!

You forgot something.Thanks.

See you next week.See you.

DOOR BANGS All right, Carolyn? You caught me. I was just about to rob the place.

Bastard!No, no, I'm kidding.

He's whistling!Who's whistling?

Alistair! Well, that'd wind ME up, and all.

He's having sex with her. OK, OK. This is good.

So he's whistling and having sex at the same time? Nice trick.

He would always whistle after he had sex.

Carolyn, it's too much information. Don't all blokes do that?

Well, I can't speak for everyone but I'd say that sleep was a more likely post-sex thing to do,

but, well, if whistling works for him, who am I to take away his joy?

I can't believe you don't care?! Who do you think he's having sex WITH?!

Well, I don't think it's Malcolm and Gordon's on the boat, so...

Jeez! Doesn't it bother you?!

Carolyn, this is old news. You've broken up with Alistair,

and me and Abby, well...

you know, she's her own person, isn't she?

You're right, Kenny.

I'm being a fool.

Oh, no, no, come on. I don't want to make you feel bad.

Look, I mean, course we're both going to get lonely.

And there are times when regret is all we've got...

and that's...an empty place.

Oh, Kenny, stop! You're gonna make me cry.

No, no tears. We've got to be strong.

OK.That's what I want to see when I look at you -

a smiling, strong, sexy, beautiful woman.

All right?

Thanks.

Oh...Carolyn?Yeah?

I know how to whistle.

PHONE RINGS

Wallace Guest House.

Oh, when would that be for?

OK, let me have a look.

Right, you're in luck, I've got one room left. That's Mr...?

McCoy. OK, Mr McCoy, look forward to seeing you. Bye.

Yes!

Who's McCoy?McCoy?Who you were just asking for just now.Oh...

he's just a...chap over at the bank.Is there a problem?

No. No.If there's a problem,

I don't want you keeping it from me, Douglas.Ohh, I wouldn't do that.

Did you speak to Abby?When?This morning. About the advertisement.

Aye. She didn't see my point of view.You're making too much of it.

I don't agree.

And I think it's best we leave it at that.

Oi! Shut up!

Alistair? How close are you to Collie Point?

I'm not going to harm you. Let me help you aboard. Give me your hand.

Come on, that's a girl. On you come.

Are you all right?

Come on, up you go.

Come on, up you go.

Sit down here.

Take this. You've got to warm yourself.

What's your name? Are you all right?

Ali, you take her in.

I'll sort the boat.

'Has she told you her name?'

No. She's not said a word.

The police in Portree say they've had no reports of anybody missing.

She wasn't carrying anything with her name on it.

Are you feeling better?

We need to know your name, so we can get you home. Are you listening?

I'm not going to hurt you.

I don't know what you thought you were doing out on the water like you were. It was a foolish thing to do.

I don't have time for games. Tell me your name, so we can get you home.

Alistair, leave it. She'll tell us in her own time.

I've got work to be getting on with. She'll be all right here. You go on.

'I was battling the rough seas...'

throwing the ferry forward, engines to the full.

I could see a tragedy looming, but I knew I could avert it.

Alistair get there in time, then? Och, not really. He did his best.

Well done, Gordon. All in a day's work. Nothing really.

If you say so.Aye. Nothing to brag about.

Wouldn't catch you doing that.

When you've got a sympathy with the water like I do,

you take it in your stride,

like many others I've taken over the years.

No tourists?Oh, if only.

Now, they would have been impressed.

Should I take out an advert for the hotel?Advertising's expensive.

Aye. I can't be throwing money around like that.

Mrs McGowan find you?

Oh, now, you're going to depress me, Douglas, aren't you?

She was looking for you.I hope you told her I was out saving lives.No.

Well, tell her the next time you see her.I'll be sure to.

Here I am, saving humanity and what's my reward?

A dragon lady stalking me.

The world is not a fair place.It's WHERE you advertise that matters.

Och, Douglas, that's the difference between us.

I am grappling with natural justice

and you're talking about advertising.

Could you use a little extra money?

Will you look at that? We're back on the same page!

Well, how is she? That's why I need your help.

She won't say. She panics every time Alistair tries to talk to her.

I like her already. I've tried everything,

but she won't say a word.

It's guilt by association, isn't it? Kenny, please.

It's hard enough with the kids slagging him off.Alfie, Charley...

forget everything bad I've said about Alistair, all right?

What, like he's a total plank? Yeah, forget that.

And that worms have a better sense of humour?Yeah, all right, mate.

Don't worry, Abs. They were just a few things I said when I was in a darker place, y'know.

Maybe you can speak to her?

Oi! Boat girl!

Kenny!

Well...I love a challenge.

Alfie, paper, crayons - go.

Charley? You are going to be my secret weapon.

He's a hard-working man, my son.

The sort you can count on.

Someone you know will stand by you.

Yeah, it's a good rabbit.

It's the Easter bunny.

Have a look at Charley's Easter bunny.

Sure you don't want to draw?

Anyone for a snack? Me, please.Me.

What are you drawing, Alfie? It's a picture of home. That's me,

Charley, that's you and that's Kenny.

Make my hair a bit longer, so there's no confusion.All right.

(Any luck?)

No.

What, she still won't talk to the kids?No. Nothing.

Well, what do you think? Haven't got a clue.

It's like she's shut herself in a room and won't let anyone in.

There you go.Can I have some juice instead, please?

Give it here... Oh!

Charley!It wasn't MY fault!

I'll get a dustpan and brush. You keep away from that glass, yeah?

What are you doing?!

Kenny, she's deaf. She can't hear.

Kate.

No, I'm sorry. I'm not as clever as you are.

HAMMERING

It's a thing of beauty.

Can you imagine what it must be like?

I tried. I just can't.

If you're in so much pain, you can't tell anyone.

I wish I could sign.

But she must be so scared.

What's she running away from?

She must have been pretty desperate... And to end up here.

It's a plan gone wrong.Is it?

Well, for her, yeah.

Well, why do YOU stay?

All the reasons YOU do.

You're lying.

I didn't blink, did I? How do YOU know?

I don't want you to leave.

You're a mind-reader, aren't you?

That's it. You got it.

I'm staying just for you.

I don't want you to stay just for me, either.

You're the queen of mixed signals. Kenny, you need to know why,

so you don't end up disappointed.

Some things you know and some things you just have to believe in, y'know.

We've got to do something.

What can we do?

Help her find her way home.

It's not that she can't tell us. She doesn't want to.Why doesn't she?

What was she doing in the water in the first place?

If I'd been her father, I would have been furious.

She must be from Portree. She can't have rowed from the mainland.

Alistair's checked with the police in Portree. We must keep trying.

Must have been something pretty bad, for her to come all this way.

It's a foolish thing to do.

Of all the things she could draw, why would she draw that?

Maybe it's a treasure map? Maybe you're a pirate.

ARE they whales?

I think so. Why would she draw whales?

Maybe it's her family name!Gordon! It's where she's from!

It's a fish not a place. A plaice is a fish!

So she comes from Wales and her surname is Fish.Do you think?

Men went whaling on all the islands in years gone by.

I think it's silly to guess. Social services will know.

Yes. At least she's happy at the moment.

Hey, Gordon, your girlfriend's coming.

..Last run of the day. Better be off.

It's safer if I don't speak to her. Gordon...

Got to go. Sorry. Ask around when you get to Skye. No problem, Abby. Must run.

Gordon!

(Heather's mum. Friendly woman.)

You're a hateful little man!

Mrs McGowan, I'll sort things out for Gordon.

No amount of fine words from you, Douglas, can alter what I'm due.

You've changed your hair, Marjorie. Nice.I changed it months ago.Oh.

Well, I'VE no need to change my hair as often as the weather.

Is it really months? Seems like yesterday.It's what I said.

Don't make a stranger of yourself. Why are YOU being pleasant to me?

I'll be asking myself that later.

Mrs McGowan, I'm Abby Wallace. I've heard a lot about you.

Oh, I know, the one from London that goes around stealing men.

That's her. She's got a cupboard full of them back home.

A thief in the house of love, she is.

You'll catch flies talking as much as you do.

Marjorie, let's keep this brief. Here.

You should know better than to take on Gordon's obligations.

I'm not. We have a business arrangement.

What's Gordon put on his boat?

Advertising.

Douglas?What can I get you, Kenny? Oh, nothing to drink, thanks.

It's a linen request, actually, cos Abby's full up tonight.Is she?

Yeah. She's booked for the whole weekend,

which is great, but it means that Kate hasn't got a bed for tonight.

So I'm having a bit of a sleep-over at my place with the kids and Kate and I need blankets.I'll get some.

Cheers, Douglas.I spoke to social services. Mrs Ferguson will be out tomorrow to collect Kate.Oh, right.

I'll tell Abby.

Here you are, Kenny.Ah, cheers. Is that enough?Yeah, that's plenty.

Anything else you need, let me know.

That's very good of you. You're a real brick, you know that.

That's a good thing - being a brick.Aye, I know.

It's just you had that sour look on your face.

I thought you might have thought... No, of course not.

Right, well, I'll bring 'em back tomorrow. Cheers.

HAS something upset you, Douglas? No.

Are you sure?I'm not upset! Sorry, but you LOOK upset.

I can't help the way I look, can I?

When you're ready, I'll listen.

So the social services are coming tomorrow?Yeah. Mary talked to them.

OK. You sure you're going to be all right tonight?

Well, you can check on me - round about midnight.

Wear something silky.

I'll be fine. Don't look so worried. I'm not worried.

I'm just jealous. I want to come. No. You're not allowed to have fun.

I'm winding you up.I know.

Kenny?

What?

..Never mind.

No. What?Nothing.

I like having you around.

I used to have a dog like that once.

You know what I mean.

Bye!

Supper smells good, doesn't it?Aye.

Sit down. Rest your bones.

Share a drop with me.Thanks, Dad.

Slainte.Slainte.

I've got some advice for you, but, er...don't take it wrong.

I'll take it as it comes. I always do.

You've got a difficult streak in you, haven't you?I wonder why!

Now...you shouldn't be afraid to... socialise with Ida.I'm not afraid!

Do I look as If I'm in the mood for backchat?Whisky's going down fine.

You take her to town. She might like it.Aye. She might.

There's nothing about that woman to be ashamed of.

I'm not ashamed of Ida. Then socialise!

I mean, she deserves to be part of things.

You don't hide her up here.

You've made your point. Don't beat it into the ground.Aye.

Well...

This is for you.

It was my mother's.

I gave it to Lizzie.

It's yours now, so look after it.

You might need it one day.

And we can have a midnight feast? Why wait till then?

And a bedtime story?Absolutely. No worries.

There you go.

But Kate won't be able to hear it and it won't be fair.

Yeah. You're right about that.

"Fair" is something we have to look after, isn't it?

Come on.

Whoa!

What happened here?

Um...I cleaned up for you.

Why?I was bored? I'm never THAT bored!

Pillow fight!You don't mind?

No, no, no. Why would I mind?

What do you do when you're really bored? A bit of interior decorating?

I'll let you know.

Oi! Oi! Will you lot stop fighting? Stop fighting, please!

SQUEALING AND YELLING

Right, so what are we going to have for dinner tonight, then?

Oi, oi!

What you doing?

Um...I'm going to go, OK?

Well, thanks for clearing up. You're really good at it. Better than me!

I waited as long as I could.

No sign of a Mr McCoy or a Mr Roberts. Sorry.

But it's probably for the best, cos now you've got a vacancy. Mrs Weir -

Kate's gran. I'll run them back in the morning.

Hello.Thank you for looking after my girl.

I'm sorry for the trouble. I'm so very sorry.

It's all my fault.It's no trouble.

If you don't count me risking my life to save her.

I'll never be able to thank you enough.

Can I see her?Of course you can.

Come on, I'll take you. ..Thanks, Gordon.

Will she always not be able to hear?

I don't know, Charley.

Ta.

Why does God make people who can't hear?

Hard questions. Why doesn't God make me clever enough to answer them?

I'm going to pray for her tonight.

That would be a nice thing to do.

Prayers are stupid. They don't do any anything.That's not true!

It won't make her hear.

We can't understand everything. People are fragile.

None of us is perfect. If a prayer makes you stronger,

if it makes you feel part of something bigger than just you,

then that's a good thing. And good things aren't stupid.

Do you pray?Yeah...I guess so.

What for?

That life will be kind.

Oi! Watch it, you'll burn the house down! Here, check this out...

MIMICS A WAR DANCE SONG

Good God! He's a menace to society!

This is Kate's gran.They taste better when they're burnt.No!

Kate...I was explaining how important it is

to be safe with fire.

I...I'm not angry with you.

I'm...worried about you.

Please...come home with me now.

I have to see him. I HAVE to.

Mrs Weir, Kenny will bring Kate back in a while.

Why don't you come home with me?

You must be exhausted.

I love you.

I know.

The owner of the boat wanted to get the law involved.

The girl's done it before.

So her gran knew where to look. Where is she?She's at Abby's.

So that social-services woman doesn't need to come.

Mrs Weir can stay here. I know Abby's full up tonight.

Neither of her bookings turned up. So she's got a bed.

Isn't that a shame. Can you imagine? People are so selfish.

When that happens to Douglas, he's furious. ..Aren't you?

No, sometimes they have their reasons.

Perhaps they just missed the ferry? I waited as long as I could.

Asked if anyone had been waiting. No Roberts or McCoy had turned up.

McCoy?Abby didn't have the sense to take a telephone number.

Douglas?

I was cross. It's certainly taught her a lesson.

How could you?!

Just proves advertising isn't the be-all and end-all.

It was foolish, I know.

Don't know what I was thinking.

I'm not talking about the sign on the boat, Douglas. The sign's good.

My daughter loves her. I know she does.

But she got tired and I said I would take her for a while.

Does Kate stay with you often?Yes.

I'm afraid the "while" turned into five years.

Your daughter's very lucky.

Her father - he had his own troubles.

Drink and drugs.

Oh, he adored her... when he was in his right mind.

Took her out to see the whales when she was tiny.

She could sense them coming.

No need to hear anything.

Where is he now?

Prison. He's been there since she was six.

So many things I can't tell her.I'm sure you're doing the right thing.

When I was a girl...

if a man was lost at the whaling,

we used to say he had gone off with the whales.

So that's what I told Kate -

that her dad had gone off swimming with the whales.

Third time she's done it now.

Gone to find the whales.

Gone to find her father.

Done my prayer.Good girl.

Are we going to get a story?You'll get everything you deserve, mate.

What about Kate? I'm going to sing you a lullaby.

What's the point? She won't hear it.

You see there's lot's of people that can hear a song, all right?

but there's not that many that can feel one. Right...

shut your eyes.

# Ol' catfish in the lake

# We called him Big Jim

# When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him

# Skipped church one Sunday, rowed out and throw'd my line

# Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side

# Went driftin' down past tyres and rusty cans of beer

# The angel of the lake whispered in my ear

# "Before you choose your wish, son, You'd better think first

# "With every wish there comes a curse"

# These days I sit around and laugh at the many rivers I've crossed

# On the far banks there's a forest where a man can get lost

# Well, there in the high trees love's bluebird glides

# Guiding us across the river on the other side

# And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes

# And though my heart's grown weary and a little bit shy

# Tonight I'll drink from her waters and quench my thirst

# With every wish

# There comes a curse. #

WHISTLES CHEERFULLY

SNORING

Good morning, Gordon! You sleep OK?

I brought you a cup of tea, OK? What do you want?!

I've got too much on, Abby. People expect the ferry to run on time.

It's never on time! Oh, that's insulting, that is!

And when Kenny said you'd do it... Kenny?! Don't listen to him!

..I said, "Kenny, it's too much trouble for Gordon." I'm not saying that.

And Kenny said, "Abby, Gordon would help anybody..."

He doesn't ALWAYS talk rubbish. So you'll do it? No... Can't. Ask Alistair.

Oh, I did.You did? Yeah. Oh, I begged him, Abs.

And he looks at me with that hard face and goes, "Oh, water's far too dangerous for my boat. Piss off!"

He thinks the water's too dangerous? Yeah.

Alistair told you to piss off?

That's what it sounded like. Anyway,

what we need is a man-sized boat. A really muscular vessel.

Just like yours, Gordon. Oh, it IS a fine boat.Yeah.

Come on. We're going! Och, I don't think so, Abby. The water IS quite dangerous.

That's why we want YOU to do it. Nobody's better on these waters.

You're the best.Hear, hear.

Right, get a move on! We're leaving now!

Morning, Abby. Gordon taking you?

Kenny? Yeah, well, I made a little bit up.

Come on, let's get a move on!

Are you sure this is a good idea?

She wasn't running away from something. She's running TO it.

Maybe something she's not ready to know.

Alistair, Kate's deaf, not stupid. She already knows.

There are things you know, and things you have to believe in.

You coming?

No. No...I don't think I can. Lots to do.

OK.

Mum, how long are we going to have to wait here?

Gordon?

Well, it's not the best time of year for this. We won't see anything.

Oh, that's great news(!)

How are you going to explain that to her?

SEAGULLS CRY

Yes!

It was only business.

It would never have happened if she hadn't advertised in the first place.

I'm not speaking to you until you apologise.

I'm sorry.

Not to ME!

I'm sorry about your bookings that never turned up.

The advert wasn't worth much, was it?

Think I'll get a contact number next time.

That would be wise.

So, um...

OK, then?

Douglas! Look!

Tourists!

They've come to see the whales.

You're welcome.