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CROWD NOISE

CHEERING CROWD

OK, T In The Park, give it up for Kenny Marsh and the Miracles!

UPROAR FROM CROWD

CROWD ERUPTS

Hello, Scotland!

CROWD RESPONDS

How you all doing?

SHOUTING FROM CROWD

D'you wanna hear some rock 'n' roll?

One, two, three, four...

ROCK GUITAR

What's he doing? Oh, he's playing a gig.

A gig?Yeah. Looks like a big one. Glastonbury, something like that.

How can you tell THAT? I've seen him do it before.

He does this often?Yeah. He always plays the same songs though.

CROWD ROARS

What are you doing? Nothing. Nothing at all.

Nice day, innit?Aye.

Rent's due Tuesday.Rent?

You can cut me a bit of slack on that, can't ya?Oh,Ican.

But Douglas isn't good at slack. Douglas is generous, unlike you.

He's not going to be bothered with a little delay!

See, unlike you, he'll understand.

Oh, you think Douglas will understand?Yeah, course.

It's due on Tuesday. I expect it'll be paid on Tuesday.Yeah, course.

Cheers.

I don't appreciate you taking advantage of my generous nature.

I was just accusing you of being generous.

Just before, talking to Gordon. It isn't working, Kenny.

No, just saying, you've a good heart.

I'm being cruel to be kind, Kenny.

Gordon just called you cruel.I said he was mean. I didn't say cruel.

I watch you wasting the day away.

It reminds me of the squirrel that didn't save his nuts for the winter.

I remind you of a squirrel?Mm-hm.

Everybody on the island has to carry their weight. You're no exception.

It's a lesson you don't seem to want to learn. So...

I'm going to help you learn it.

Cheers.

Gordon? You bring my goods across from Portree?

Aye. Waiting for you on the jetty. Bring them down when you can.

Douglas, when you look at me, what do you see?Squirrel's taken.

I'm captain of a boat, not a delivery boy.

They're on the jetty for YOU to collect.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Malcolm?

It's nearly midday, son. Not a chore's been done.

Aye.

Are you poorly?

Will you leave me alone, Dad?

Well, I'd be out at the crack of dawn, no matter how I was feeling.

You're a better man than me. Work is life, son.

I don't need your little wisdoms!

You're handy with a paintbrush. One of my many talents.Aye.

Have I got paint on my face?

Aye.

Aye, just...here...

and...here.

Oh, dear. You've got some just...there!

That's it. You'll have to be punished.Oh!

You're not a bad-looking man.

I've always gone for a bit of rough. Bit of rough?

You wouldn't want it any other way. That'd complicate your life.

What d'you mean?

I'm not complaining. It's much easier like this.Like what?

I don't expect too much. What if I saidIdid?

You won't.

Oh, don't let me put you out!? Sorry.

You should be. There's plenty for you to be sorry about.

Just take your time!?

Hello, Heather.

I'd be grateful if YOU didn't speak to my daughter.

How can I help?How can you help?

Perhaps by being more responsible in future.

By not leading my daughter astray,

thinking saying "sorry" will satisfy the hurt you've caused.

You count it.I will - YOU'RE certainly not to be trusted.

Oh, I've had enough of hearing you.

Look, I can't change what happened.

Heather's 17. She made a mistake.

Being arrested for drugs is hardly a mistake!

You were meant to look after her.

How do you cope with the ugliness you carry?

You don't know what it's like as a mother.

You don't know what it feels like when you can't protect your lass.

You don't understand, so, you've nothing worth saying.

Alfie! That's enough.

Jerry, are you OK?Yes, Mrs Raeburn.

Let me look at that, Jerry.

Oh, it's red!

Alfie, I'm ashamed of you.

To the corner, please. I was just getting him back.

Move! Right this minute.

But first, apologise to Jerry.

Sorry. Are you sure you're OK, Jerry?

I'm OK. I just don't think bullying's right.Do me a favour!

To the corner. Move.

You won anything yet?Any day now.

Are you feeling OK, Carolyn? Look a bit peaky.I'm fine. Never better.

Sure? You're no colour.Mrs McGowan kind of drains the blood from you.

The woman's a vampire.Poor Heather. She's a prisoner in her own house.

Well, better than being a prisoner in a prison, eh?

Oh, well, maybe not.

Got your order on the jetty.

Could you bring it down?

No, don't think I can. You'll have to collect it.

She's ain't looking well. She said she was fine.

Well, how heavy is it? Oh, um...very heavy.

Don't be stupid - I'LL do it... Look at the time.

Ferry can't be late. Come on.

Malcolm. Malcolm!

You stop that!

I told you to stop that! Stop telling me what to do!

If I was you, I'd do the whole "I'm a troubled child" lark.Yeah?Yeah.

They always fall for that. And don't eat your food.

Yeah, they hate that.Yeah, you can get loads of attention.

Hm, well... Douglas is a bit awkward.

Hm, I can see he would be a bit tricky.

Play it up until he gets really, really cross,

and then, go all cuddly and pretend to fall asleep on his shoulder.

That will sort him.Cool.

Jerry?

Put your jacket on. It's cold out.

Will you listen to her? She treats me like a baby!

Thank her for reminding you. Thanks for reminding me!

DISTANT MAN'S VOICE: Nothing matters! Nothing!

So, Alistair's your mum's boyfriend? It's not my fault.

MALCOLM CONTINUES SHOUTING: What did I do to YOU?

Oh!You all right?

I can't take any more!

It kills.Just walk it off.

Why?!

What are you looking at?

Get away!

Argh!

All right, Mrs McGowan? You're looking perky today.

Sun's out, sky's blue,

it's beautiful...and so are you.

Dear Prudence - Beatles song. Remember them?

Course you do.

Woman your age, I bet you shed a few tears over 'em.

We're not really connecting, are we, you and me?No.

Can Heather come out to play?

No, it's kind of, um... It's at the end of the Dear Prudence song -

# Can you come out to play? #

Music. Can she come out to play MUSIC, please?

I have high hopes for my daughter.

I don't want her to turn out like you - a hopeless waste.

I want her to make something of her life.

So, no. She can't come out to play.

It's all lies, isn't it? It means nothing!

Run back and get Douglas, and make sure he gets Murdo, OK?

Does it?!

Malcolm? Malcolm, can I...?

What do we have to say to each other? Nothing.

What are YOU to me? Nothing! You're nothing! I'M nothing!

What's happened?

I thought she loved me.

I just wanted to be loved! Is that asking too much?

No, it's not. It's not?!

Oh, good! That's grand! It's not!

Malcolm, it'll pass. I promise you.

What did I do to drive her away?

She liked me. I KNEW she did. What did I DO?

I'm sure you didn't do anything wrong.

I wanted to marry her. Do you know that?

No.

I asked her, I did. She ran.

Maybe she was scared.Of what?

Of being loved. Of being loved by me.

No, just of being loved. Some people are.

Maybe you're too scared to find out.

How do you know? You're not from here. What d'you know about me?

Ida wasn't from here.

Maybe she doesn't know you well enough.

Maybe you don't know HER well enough.

Women are liars. They pretend to be...kind.

They're all liars!

Do you think... do you think people can change?No.

Ask me again.

Aye! Of course they can change.

There's only a "yes" or a "no" on this, or am I missing something?

If I'm a hope... if I'm a hopeless waste...

..and I can't change, then that's... that's pretty depressing, innit?

Aye. So "yes" is the right answer.

Yeah, but if people CAN change, and I'm still a hopeless waste...

I've only got myself to blame, and...

..that's pretty depressing an' all, innit?Aye. I see the problem.

There's no way out of this one.

So, let's say you're a hopeless waste.

Might as well. Everyone else does.

You could be the best hopeless waste that ever was.

Here's a tip for you, Gordon. Don't become a Samaritan.

How can you look at people and judge them like that anyway?

Have you ever looked at someone and thought, "There's a hopeless waste"?

Nah.Mind you, first time I set eyes on you...

No. Not just the first time.

OK, so when I set eyes on you, I didn't think to myself, "Hopeless."

Oh, well, that's...that's cheered me right up!? Ta, mate.

Rain! Finally!

Any minute now. Aye, most people are just waiting for their moment.

Yeah, that's a good way of looking at it.

Aye, in a train station or a packed pub, for instance -

waiting for the chance to sip the drink of life.

Or in Chalky's cafe in Portree

on a stormy rainy Monday at the back of the queue,

with the smell of bacon in the air, hoping for the bite of a butty.

You get the drift? A bite of a butty?

You always judge people you don't know. Don't worry about it.

If it's someone you cared about, THEN worry.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Ta, Gordon.

There he is!

We just put the bait on the hook.

Brushed your teeth?Sorted.

You did a good thing today, Alfie. Do I get a present?No.

Why not?Cos we're poor.

I thought he was going to do something bad,

the way he was going on all crazy. Yeah, it was a bit scary.

What was wrong with him?

He had a broken heart. He should go to the doctor, then.

You're so stupid.Am not! YOU went to the doctor for a broken ankle.

Why can't you go for a broken heart?

When Kenny had a broken heart, he didn't go to the doctor's.

Jerry! You big git! Look at you! Ally, ha, ha! Good to see you.

Keep staring - I'll have to kiss him.I haven't missed you THAT much.

Been at sea a long time. Who knows what I might do? I warned you.

You not hungry?No, not really.

You've got to eat.Why?

Cos...you can't grow if you don't eat.

Why?Cos you need food to grow.

Why?Oh, will you stop saying "why?" You're going to make me cross.Why?

If you won't eat, go to your room. Children are starving in this world,

and it's a disgrace to sit here and leave food on your plate.Douglas?

Go and see if everything's OK in the kitchen.

You should be thankful for what you've got!Douglas.

How's my boy getting on?Good.

Douglas and Mary are looking after him well. He's happy to be back.

They treating him OK? Like he's their own.

Like he's their own. Grand!?

Listen, I wanted to meet up. I've got an offer for you.I'm listening.

I've set the salmon farm back up. I want to get you back.

Can I think about it?Of course.

Helen all right?I don't know, Ally. I have to get my head straight.

How are you and Carolyn getting on? Oh, Carolyn. She's a good girl.

Like a pair of old slippers you can't throw away.

I've been seeing Abby Wallace.

No! I thought you had your eye on her. You dog!

I'm thinking about making it serious.You? Serious?

Get struck by lightning?

What's wrong with being serious for a woman?

Nothing wrong with it unless it's you. It's not IN you.

People change.

Heather, what are you doing here? I heard what she said.

She's not so bad.If she knew you're here, they'd never find our bodies!

Everyone hates her and she lets them.

She cares about me. She's overprotective, I guess.

D'you want me to get into bed with you?Heather, go home!

But I like you.I like you too... but like a little sister.

Or a good pizza.

It gets lonely here... but you understand things.

Don't take this the wrong way,

but you've got to go, really. Now. Please.

I want to sleep with you.Oh, God.

You don't fancy me, is that it? Come on, look...

It's nothing to do with whether I fancy you or not.You don't.

Heather...you're hot.

You're very hot. I'm very old.

And I know, because I understand things, that you'd get bored with me

and stuff like that. So, let's just do ourselves a favour

and leave this one as a "might have been", eh?So...

I mean, you could fancy me?

I don't want to end up like them, Kenny. Like Mum and Carolyn.

Alone and no-one to care for.

Beautiful morning, Charley!Whatever.

You're perky this morning.How are you, gorgeous?Good. Very good.

I hadn't bought you a present. Thought I should.

Oh, Alistair! You shouldn't have done.

That's really sweet.

Can I open it now? Aye. No good left in the wrapper.

What did you get, Mummy?

They're lovely.

Real polyester!You got knickers?!

Charley, why don't you go out and get some air?There's air here.Go.

You like them?Yeah.

I want to start getting serious with you. That is, if YOU want it.

I thought you did...

So, anyway, that's why I got you the present.

Thank you.

I really don't know. Ah, but it could be a brain tumour?

With all the problems you've got, it's a wonder you're still breathing.

You're a medical miracle. So I am. I'm a medical miracle!

Well, I think it's healed well. No pain?Nope.

You're in good order. All done.

Just be careful with the football. All right.

Can doctors fix a broken heart?

Well, there are doctors that are cardiac specialists.

Kardia is a Greek word which is where the Latin word cardiacus comes from.

Sometimes.See!

She's so stupid.

Wrong answer? I don't think there's a right one.

It was a sort of love thing rather than a cardiac thing.

Well, there's...um... no pill for that.

I've spoiled them, that's what, and unspoiling them wasn't easy.

Anyone using the toilet in the Raeburn last night

might have found the toilet paper soggy.

That's how Douglas has been spoiled. And I think he's learned his lesson.

Kenny, look. Over at the shop. Oh, now, be a little discreet.

The good doctor has taken a shine to our Carolyn.

The point is, they've all been used to me bringing their goods to them.

Do you see? That's how I've spoiled them. And the world has changed.

You, Kenny Marsh, have a career -

I arrive with a ferry-load of cargo.

you unload it and deliver it and they pay for it.

What, delivery boy - that's my career, is it?

A delivery boy! No, nonsense. You are a stevedore.

A stevedore?A dock worker.

A dignified profession - backbone of marine trade for centuries.

Well, cheers for that, Gordon, but I really don't think it's up my street.

The rent, Kenny!

You hopeless waste!

You'll need to come to the medical centre next week.

I know it isn't easy for you, but I don't want you to worry.

That's about all I CAN do, isn't it?

I should check your blood pressure.

I knew. I just didn't want to believe it.

I'm sure it will work out for the best. Whatever you decide.

Are you always this nervous?No...

Not always.

Alfie!

I thought maybe you'd like to give me a hand.Doing what?

Ride over and check the salmon farm? Let us spend some time together.

No, I don't think so.You could maybe captain the boat for a bit.

What, steer it and everything?

I had my own boat when I was your age.

Out early on the water, helping my dad.

I could teach you to be a fisherman. Why would I want to be a fisherman?

You never know. Ever thought what you want to be when you grow up?Yeah.

What?I want to be like Kenny.

Kenny's a nice fella, but you want to think about what you'll do in life.

Yeah, I guess so, maybe.

You don't want to be cleaning toilets or wasting your life hanging around.

You've got to work for things in life.

It's a hard lesson, one you should learn early so you don't end up...

A loser, like Kenny.

Aye.

Can I, eh, help you, Douglas?

No, just collecting my goods.

No worries. Er...if I could just get you to sign a docket.

A docket?To clear the jetty. A new system, Douglas.

Then I'll bring your stuff over to the hotel for you.

Oh! Thanks. Good system.

I thought you'd like it.Aye, I do. Well, lovely.

So, er, that's...

that's four boxes...um...

that's four quid, thank you, Douglas. Four quid?!

Dock and delivery charge.

I'm not paying four quid. I'll carry them.

Sorry, Douglas. That's not possible. Stevedore looks after that.

Stevedore? Don't be ridiculous! Highway robbery. I won't pay.

You won't pay?! That buggers it all up.

Buggers it right up. System falls apart.

That's not my problem.Yes and no.

If the stevedore isn't paid, he won't unload cargo.

I can't carry over a cargo that won't be unloaded.

I'll have to leave it in Portree and you'll have to fetch it from there.

You're just a couple of hustlers trying to pick my pocket.

I'll put the boxes back on the ferry, shall I?Good idea, Kenny.

Four quid.For a complete cargo delivery service.

Cruel and kind at the same time, innit?

Not bad going for a squirrel, eh?

You could just take it off the rent, couldn't you?

I hope you don't mind. I don't have a feminine perspective, you see,

and I could use it.How's your head?

Punished me, well and truly, so it did.

I don't know how I can help you, Malcolm.I thought about that,

and normally you wouldn't be my first choice, but...

I can't exactly speak to Carolyn, considering my history with her.

I'm not comfortable speaking to Mary, considering my history with Carolyn.

Mrs McGowan hates men, so she'd be no good. I need a feminine perspective.

Sit down.Thank you.

It's easier talking to someone you don't know well. That's why I'm here.

Probably best if YOU start.

Aye.

How do I get Ida back?

I don't know.

OK. Thank you for your time.

Malcolm! I don't know why she left.

Nor do I.Well...don't you think that's a good place to start?

Aye.

What exactly do you mean?

Go and talk to her.

Normally I would, but since she's gone I don't how I can.

Well, do you know where she's gone? No. That's part of my problem.

How badly do you want her back?

Quite badly.

Then go and track her down and speak to her.Good idea.

What would I speak to her about?

What do you think you should speak to her about?Well...

..I could ask her why she left. I could tell her how much it hurt me.

How I didn't think she was kind in going,

how cruel she was in the way she did it, how ANGRY I was...Malcolm!

If you want her back, I don't think having a go will do it.You don't?

If you want her back,

you have to find out why she went and try and put it right.

You've got to listen to her. Try and hear what she's saying.

And I have to do this personally, do I?If you want her back.

Come on! Under the covers. Let's go. Alf?Can we have a story?

Oi! Get into bed, go on. What are you doing?

I'm thinking.That's brilliant, Einstein. Do your thinking in bed.

Alistair says you're a loser. ..Well, takes one to know one.

He says I have to think about what I want to be when I grow up,

just so I don't end up cleaning toilets or being a loser like you.

Oh.

So you're thinking, are you?Yeah.

Please could we have a story?

OK.

A story. Right.

There was this guy I knew, and he was a priest.

And he's sitting watching a play in a theatre

and all of a sudden...

IMITATES MUSICAL PHONE RING: ..his phone goes off.

Everyone goes, "Shh!" He goes, "Sorry!"

He has to go out cos they're trying to concentrate. So he takes the call.

And the phone call tells him to go down to King's Cross tube station,

in London, because there is the most enormous fire going on.

And there's a guy who was about to die and they need a priest, badly.

So, he goes down there and he sees this guy, looking terrible.

In an awful way, he was.

He goes and has a little chat with him, a little talk,

and then the guy dies.

So he prays for him. So then the priest - this guy I know -

gets asked if he wants to do the funeral.

So he says, "Yeah, sure, why not?"

But he needs to know a bit about the guy if he's going to talk about him,

cos that's what they do at funerals - they talk about the person.It's sad.

It IS sad, but it gets better. Turns out this bloke worked as an attendant

in the gents' bogs in the station - complete loser, right?

And when the fire broke out,

he bolts up the escalators to safety and he gets out.

But once he's up there, he realises that his best friend -

who works in the ladies' loos - is still down there.

So you know what he does?

He ran back down into the fire to save her,

but while he was down there

he breathed up too much smoke,

and that's what killed him.

But the lady was safe? Oh, yeah. He saved her.

So, the priest tells everyone at the station, if anyone knew this guy,

call him so he could make a nice speech at the funeral.

And the phone wouldn't stop ringing -

people that worked with him, laughed with him, talked with him,

people that...saw this guy as part of their lives.

Not just a loo attendant, you know?

So the priest makes the most wonderful speech at the funeral,

and let me tell you -

the church was jam-packed.

It's a sell-out. And then the most amazing thing happened.

What?They're slowly taking the coffin out

and the priest is leading everyone out the church,

and when they get outside,

every street sweeper in Islington is lining the road,

and they've got their little carts

and they're all holding up their brooms -

giving him a guard of honour, like he was someone really important.

Because he was.

And that's a true story. So, he wasn't a loser, then?

Well, it's hard to know who the winners and losers are, eh?

(OK.)

(Night-night.)Goodnight.

(Night-night.)

(Ta, Reg.)

See, if you were 65, I could have done you a concession. 60 for women.

Never seemed fair, but I don't make the rules.Yeah, well, I'm not 65.

Oh, well, keep it in mind for your next visit. ..Stevedore!

Thank you. Whoops!Oh! Mind how you get up those steps.

Excuse me, will you be needing a hotel?

The Raeburn is the best hotel on the island. It has vacancies.

A pound! You're going to charge me a pound for THAT?!

It's £1 minimum, whatever the size. Unless it's bigger - it costs more.

Here's Mr Raeburn himself, come to greet you personally.

You're a greedy, horrible little man!

But at least I'm not wasting my life any more, am I?

Is there anywhere else to stay?

Ha! You've gone all red, Douglas. Here. This one's on me.

There's the Wallace guesthouse -

charming, friendly B&B. Just over there, mate.

The Raeburn Hotel still has vacancies.Why am I not surprised?

Just over there, mate. Ask for Abby. Ta.No worries.

There's cargo on board.

Hello?

Hello, can I help you?Oh!

I'd like a room, please. I'm afraid I didn't book.

That's OK. Just for the night?

Could it be a week? Maybe two? Right, I'll just check.

Yep, that should be fine. Name? Terry.

Mr Terry. ..OK. I'll just show you to the room.

You're Abby?..Yeah.

Bloke on the jetty told me. Nice to meet you.

Kenny! This one's for you.

Oh, yeah?

Blow me down! You won!I won!

I won! I'm a winner!

There's a letter."Your entry has been chosen by our judges

"as the winner in our slogan competition"!

What was your entry? "The only thing it won't mend is a broken heart."

You're a poet. Better than that, man!

I'm a winning poet!

Is the ferry running on time?

Aye.Then it's time to go.

You going on a trip, Malcolm?That, Gordon, is none of your business!

KNOCK Abby?

Abby!

Hiya.

I won! See? A case of glue stick!

I don't believe it! It's too good to be true.

Here. That's your share.

The kids can use 'em for school. Thanks, Kenny, that's great.

Er...last night, I wanted to talk to you.

Oh, did you? Oh, well...sorry, I was...I was all talked out.

You got a minute? Yeah. I'm timing you, though.

Alistair and I, um... well, we're starting to get serious.

Oh, yeah? Well, great.

You wanted me to be the first to know, yeah? That's nice.

Well, second, after him. Third, really, if we count you.

Yeah.

If I'd known polyester knickers were the way to your heart,

I'd have got you a lorry-load.

Charley told me.

It's hard explaining "polyester" to a kid.

Yeah, well, anyway...

Yeah, well...anyway.

Well, your minute's up.

..I better go before the Man From THRUSH gets back.

See ya.

Kenny! You forgot your prize! DOOR SLAMS

She was a carer - Campbell farm, Ronansay.

I'm sorry. We can't give out names and addresses.

I need to get a hold of her.

It's the rules. I'm sorry.

Bye!See you tomorrow.

Bye!

Carolyn, sweetheart! Are you all right?

Was there ever a time that you and I spoke when I didn't have a problem?

You know, we just...we just spoke?

Of course!I want those times back.

What is it?If you come and hold me very tight...I'll tell you.

I'm pregnant.

About 12 weeks.

I've been a fool, and I can't believe this has happened.

How are you feeling? A little ill in the mornings.

There was a moment when I hoped I'd stomach cancer instead!

Can you imagine? I hoped I would die rather than be pregnant!

You've been very good, Mum, not to ask who the father is.

Thank God!

I thought maybe you didn't know. Oh, come on, Mum!

You know I have to know them 20 years before I sleep with them.

Alistair?Thanks(!)

I didn't want to have to say his name.But...

I know! Low self-esteem - to sleep with him while he's seeing Abby.

But you know how I squared that? In my own mind?

I was fighting for him. Trying to save him from her.

Aren'tIa hero?

Have you told him?No.

I want this baby so much, Mum.

So, so much. But not like this.

I'll have to get rid of it. How can you think like that?!

How can I stay and bring up his baby while he's with her?

Stop thinking of yourself! I know you're hurt, but think about others!

That's what I'm doing! You were selfish sleeping with him,

selfish in talking like you are about the baby!

"Only worried about you"?! You can't only worry about yourself any more!

You haven't said anything about guilt yet, or shame!Tell him!

It's his baby too. Do you hear? You tell him!

It's none of your business.

Kenny! Tell the kids food's ready. All right.

Mr Terry, you hungry?Thanks, I'm a bit peckish after the journey.Kids!

Tea! Come on!

Malcolm?

They won't tell me where she lives - rules.So you're giving up?

If I can't find her, how can I talk to her?

Meet me at the ferry. Don't let Gordon go without you.

Dr Talbot? Erm...I have a cardiac problem I think you could help with.

Thank you.

I know - none of my business.

HORN BLARES

Hi, Carolyn. You all right?Aye.

We didn't make plans, did we? I haven't forgotten anything, have I?

I just wanted to speak to you. I wanted to speak to you too.

I've been doing some thinking,

and I feel it's not fair on anyone to keep going the way we have.

I think we should cool it off.

I'm pregnant.

Is it mine?

Aye!

How did it happen?

Accident.Accident?! Sure it was(!)

What do you mean by that? Trying to trap me, that's what.

How can you say that?!

Aye, that's what it is. Well, you won't. You understand me? You won't.

I expected more from you.

Well, you shouldn't. You shouldn't expect anything.

I'm going to get rid of it.

I think you should.

Aye. That's what you should do.

Well, I just wanted you to know. Trying to do the right thing by you.

Oh, aye. The right thing.

Have you told anyone else?

Could I have a quick word?Mm-hm.

I think I must have the wrong flat. Can I help you?

No, I don't think so.

I'm Delia - Ida's cousin.

You're Malcolm, aren't you?

Aye.

Ida will be back soon. She went to the shops.

Come in and wait.

Aye.

I can imagine how bad you must be feeling.

Can you think how bad Carolyn is feeling?

I know I'm asking too much. Can you walk away from him?

Give Carolyn and Alistair a chance to make a go of it, for the baby?

You have no right to come here and tell me this.I know.

I thought it would be best for everyone.

I don't want her to do something she will regret forever.

Just leave, Mary. Just go.

Come quick! It's Malcolm!

Go help Delia in the kitchen.

Hello, Ida.

Malcolm.

I thought it was worth a try.

I don't know why you left... and I wanted to know.

And I wanted to see if there was something I could do to get you back.

It was never to do with you.

You got so serious so quick, and I could never tell you the truth.

It...seemed easier to leave.

I've come to listen to whatever you have to say.

I have a son.

A beautiful son.

A beautiful boy, and I missed him every day.

I didn't think you would want me if you knew that.

No. I wouldn't want YOU.

I would want you both.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Hello.Mummy needs you.

Come on.

Peter, this is Malcolm.

I know.

Hello, Peter.Hello.

Hey.