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# Now an old woman

# Named after my mother

# My old man is another

# Child that's grown old

# If dreams were thunder Lightning was desire

# This old house would have burnt right down

# A long time ago

# Make me an angel

# That flies from Montgomery

# Make me a poster of an old rodeo

# Just give me one thing

# That I can hold on to

# To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go

# When I was a young girl

# I had me a cowboy

# He weren't much to look at

# Just a free ramblin' man

# But that was a long time

# No matter how I try

# The years just flow by

# Like a broken-down dam

# Make me an angel

# That flies from Montgomery

# Make me a poster... # Oh, wow, man, look at this!

# ..of an old rodeo

# Just give me one thing

# That I can hold on to

# To believe in this livin'... #

You're such a good girl, aren't you? # ..is just a hard way to go. #

Mmm. Yes, you are. PHONE RINGS

..Angie?

Look, I shouldn't really be calling you. Um, I'm...I'm worried.

DOOR SHUTS It's Hamish. Is Douglas there?

Well, thanks for that. Er, I'll be in touch.

Who was that?

Oh, just the kids' school.

# Just give me one thing

# That I can hold on to

# To believe in this livin'

# Is just a

# Hard way...to go-o-o. #

So, you're nicking all this gear?

Aye, to redecorate the bar. It's no good to anybody up here.

And I'll have a spot for the piano.

Why not put it in the school?

What good would it be there?

For music lessons.

Who is gonna teach music?

Marjorie. Marjorie?

Must be another Marjorie. Why don't you, Mum?

I don't know how.Abs could show you.Blind leading the blind.

Well, you taught Heather.

If she doesn't want to, she doesn't want to.

I'm going to be tarting up the bar.

This piano will have pride of place.

It'll sit nicely in the corner.

It'll sit nicer in the school.

We'll have to move it when the school shuts.You're full of hope.

I'm just facing facts.It's in good order. The block's not broken.

Needs tuning. Felt's gone on some of the hammers.

We can borrow Malcolm's tractor - take it down to the hotel.

How long has this place been empty?

Shut the distillery 20 years ago.

25 at least. That's when Callum left.

And the others.That long, eh? Time passes.

They were the biggest employer on the island when I was a young man.

It was the beginning of the end when they shut.

Everything's the beginning of the end for you.

Och, you know what I mean, if there's no work, then...

So, how much whisky did they make? Not enough.

A few hundred bottles. Couldn't sell what they made cheap enough.

The big distilleries ran them out of business.It's a beautiful place.

Such a shame.Aye, well, it wasn't the first, and it won't be the last.

We can carry all this down.

How come you ain't nicked this before?

This would go overnight in London.

We're different to you down south. We don't steal.

What about all the furniture in our sitting room since I was ten?

That was borrowing.

"Borrowing", yeah.

Well, Douglas got the beds and the breakfast table for the hotel.

Fair's fair.

I was throwing up scaffolding on an ice-cream shop in Camden.

The lorry was parked in the middle of the high street, causing chaos.

We were way up high, checking out the talent on the street below.

Talent?

Girls.Oh.

And this bird comes out the shop, carrying an ice cream.

Bananas, peaches.

Good memory. And she's a smashing-looking girl.

Does that mean she had talent? Careful how you answer.

Yeah. Loads of it.

And we whistle... HE WOLF-WHISTLES

..and make little comments. Rude ones.

Yeah. Well, we're scaffolders.

And she stops, does a little twirl, and bows to thank us.

And that was it. I was finished.

That's when I fell in love with your mum.

All because I wanted an ice cream.

Where was Kenny?

I don't know.Was Kenny with you?

No. He didn't like ice cream.

Ice cream?! Come on! I love it!

What flavour you got?

Bananas and peaches.

Do you remember that ice-cream shop we used to go to in Camden, Abs?

Yeah, er, something "Ices".Mmm! Yes. I took Abby there all the time.

So, if it wasn't for you, Mum and Dad would never have met.

Robbie was, er, telling the scaffolding story.

Aha! Well, that kinda bumps the story into a whole new dimension.

They, um, don't remember you being there.

You're joking? Course I was there. Large as life.

He was at the part where Mum had talent, and he fell in love.

Was he, now?! Did he skip the bit

where your mum flicked him the finger

and turned the air blue? Yeah, he did.

Strange, Robbie. Cos that's the bit that made you go weak at the knees.

Not great if you're on scaffolding.

Then, of course, you fell off, didn't you?

Did you hurt yourself?

Course he did! There's blood pouring out of his head.

His arm was all broken and twisted, and bits of bones sticking out.

It was pretty messy. Mmm, very messy.

Then your mum, right? She wraps his head in her scarf nice and gently,

and then gets him to his feet. Then she goes into the road for help.

Meanwhile, the brakes have slipped on the lorry.

She's stood there, not realising she's about to get run over.

So, you go and save her life?

Me? No. I, er, passed out when he hit the pavement.

No, it was him. It's your dad!

He rushes out, blood squirting out of his nose like a burst water main.

He pulls her out of harm's way.

They fall into each other's arms, madly in love.

He tells it well.

Yeah. He's got a mind for details.

THAT is why they don't remember me being there. Who can blame them?

So, you're a hero, then? Somebody had to be.

They both were.That's how they knew they belonged together!

Correct.

When I'm older, will I have talent, like my mum?Oh, yeah!

Charley, to say a woman's got "talent" is a sexist attitude.

If you've got "talent," it's because you're clever. OK?

Yeah. ..Will I?

Er, best ask your dad.

He's the expert, ain't he?

What was the girl's name again?

Heather McGowan. No. Never heard of her. Er...

Sure you've got the right island? There ARE lots of them.

This IS Ronansay? Och, Ronansay!?

Well, that could be your problem.

You're looking for Ronansay. You're winding me up, right?

No!

We like our practical jokes. And they're very funny.

We try! Where are you going? Somebody must know where she lives.

I don't think so. But I'm not telling YOU how to waste your time.

Easy, Malcolm.

Now, there's many a man would find THAT funny!

It'd be more sensible if you two were on the ground, andIpushed.

Come on, then.

Sure you know what you're doing? No chance of that.

Of course I know.

Oh!Is it heavy?

No. Why would it be heavy?!

Be careful.My back's going.

Don't drop it! Someone tell her to be quiet!

The school could do with a piano. We've settled that.

Can you lower your end? No!Any other ideas?Let me think.

Aargh!

Wrong answer.While you're thinking,

consider how good it'd be for those children to have that piano.

Abby, don't confuse him. She's right. Why should YOU have it?

How's that thinking going, Douglas? Douglas! I need to speak to you.

Not now, Mary. He's thinking.

Very slowly.It's important!

Mary, it'd be better in the school.

Aye.

Mary agrees.So do I.

Douglas! I need to speak to you.

Mary! Please! Abby, Marjorie, give us a hand.

No.Urgh!Not me.

Heather?!

Brian.

Oh!What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you. News flash! Pain is setting in.

Douglas, the piano can wait. Can you push it back up?

I tried phoning you a couple of times last week, but...

It's not a good time. Heather, who's he?

A friend. You should have told me you were coming.

I called. Some bloke said I had the wrong number.

Douglas...Douglas! Douglas!

Let ME do it!

Do what?Heather, your friend can be really friendly and help us.

We'll lift it up, then lower it down.

How will you get it from here to the schoolhouse?

Do yourselves a favour. Oh, great! Another chief.

That's all we need.OK. On three.

You're making it hard for yourselves.

I'm trying to do a count here.

Lift on three. This ought to make it easier.

It's not the moment for new ideas.

I'm just trying to help.

You can help by putting your back into it.

On three.You forget how good it feels to have blood in your fingers.

Let's go and talk somewhere else.

That wasn't so bad, was it, eh?

OK. On three, we'll move it inside.

ENGINE STARTS One, two...

I need to speak to you - NOW!

This is weird.

Some people find it easier to talk on the phone.

I just don't get why you've come.

Cos you need me.

You forgot what we were gonna do.

There are lots of people like us in Edinburgh. We can change the world.

What's funny about that?

All those old bastards that thought it was cool to be a slacker.

They're gonna get the world they deserve

and we'll be stuck with it unless we DO something.

Yeah. Well, I'll see you, then.

Don't go.

I always thought you were the cleverest of all of us.

You could do anything.

What's stopping you?

She sounded very worried. About what?

I don't know. She ended the call before she told me.

When did you last speak to Hamish? I don't know! A few weeks ago.

Maybe a month. He's always too busy to talk to me.

Remember when I called last year,

told me not to call the office. Why don't you invite the family up?

For a holiday. For the re-opening.

Coming up here isn't his idea of a holiday. He's allergic to the place.

Try. Angie sounded really worried.

His wee ones would enjoy it, wouldn't they? Call him!

Mary, please! He won't come.

He hasn't been here for years. Always too much on.

I'd have to be on my deathbed to get him across the Minch.

All right, here goes the Master.

You want me to take those in for you?

YOU want to take these clothes in?

Yeah, I can put them away.

You want to take these in and put them away?

Yeah.You want to help?

You're winding me up. Why would I do that?

Because you never helped - not in all the years we were together.

So, it's a big moment.

What happened? Did you get hit on the head and forget who you are?

I'm just trying to be nice. Yes, I know.

And that's been confusing, too.

Here, knock yourself out.

We're winning, 3-0. I'm bored with throwing stones.

Let's see how well we can do with Charley.

Come on, young lady, you're going in.Aargh! Let go!

What are you doing?

I'm just, um...

Are you OK?

Yeah.

What's wrong?

I didn't get hit on the head.

I know.

It was a joke. A lame one.

You probably didn't realise because it's been such a long time

since you heard me say anything funny.

I'm trying. You're hard to read, and I'm talking too much.

Not a good sign. It means you're getting to me,

and I swore I'd never let that happen again.

I've done some bad things.

You don't have to go over old ground.

No, no. Bad things you don't know about.

Maybe...you should just leave it that way.

I can't, cos you need to understand,

so you can believe me, so you can trust me.

I will never trust you.

It doesn't take much to get to a place where you can do anything,

hurt anyone, and convince yourself it's all right.

I ran with these two blokes,

Jase and Mat|ty.

Ah...we used to do people over.

Expensive watches.

Rip them off their wrists while they're sitting in their cars.

It was easy. Robbie, I don't want to hear this.

Then we started doing houses.

Jase put most of it up his nose.

Ah, crazy. Scary to be around.

Robbie!Look, you want to know what happened to me. This is it.

It's what happened.

We figured doing houses in Essex was easier than London.

So, we'd drive.

Find a place where no-one was home.

Away from anyone else.

We could be in and out like a dose of salts.

I was always more worried about Jase getting out of control

than getting caught.

We'd look for anything we could take and turn fast.

Jase always checked bedrooms, where we'd find cash and jewellery.

I got the TV, and the video, and I'm ready to go.

Matty tells me to give the drawers a butcher's for car keys, cheques,

credit cards. So, I do.

I see something. Something runs by, disappears.

I see it again out of the corner of my eye.

Jase comes downstairs with this old woman, scared out of her wits.

Please don't hurt me!Let her go!

Jase has lost it. He's out of order. I want no part of it.

Through the glass, I see this girl's face,

staring at me, and she's gone.

Jase, come on, we gotta get going! Jase! Matty, get him out!

WOMAN SCREAMS

We dragged Jase out.

Get out of here! Come on!

Ah, he was all wound up. Shouting and screaming and laughing -

like it was some kind of game.

Get him in the car! In the car!

I'm not doing a job with you again.

I pull away fast. I can feel the blood pumping through my body.

I feel it today like I did then.

We could get done for murder, or something. That was so wicked!

Leave it out! Matty, get hold of him.

I got to get away. That's all I'm thinking. I've GOT to get away.

BRAKES SCREECH

I knew the girl was my daughter.

I've never seen her, never met her,

but I knew.

It's mad, eh?

Which part? It happened. I'm telling you.

It happened.

I'm not crazy.

Don't tell too many people about this, Robbie.

To have your child watching you...

..do things.

It wasn't Charley.It was.

You can believe whatever you want. I know what I saw.

And I knew I had to change. That night.

I knew.

I wanted to change. No, I NEEDED to change.

That night... That moment.

It's what I needed.

Do you believe me?

I want to.

I think it's serious, Hamish.

Aye.

The doctor's with him now.

They don't know what's wrong, but there may not be much time.

He's asking for you...when he's conscious...and his grandchildren.

As soon as you can.

I know you're busy with work, but as soon as you can.

Who were you talking to?Hamish.

Hamish? I think he fancies a visit.

Well, don't mind me. Just carry on doing...whatever you were doing.

I'm sure you can do it with me here.

We were just talking.

Why would I think otherwise?

I'm Brian Macilhenny.

We didn't really meet. Nice to meet you, Mr McGowan.

No, he's not my dad. This is Gordon MacPhee - a friend of my mum's.

This is Brian from Edinburgh.

A friend?Aye.

Like I'm a "friend" of your mum's?

Aye. Sorry. I just thought...

You kind of look alike. No, we don't!

Same kinda jaw.

Maybe not. So, you're a friend?

Close friend? Hmm...

Ah, it's good to take a load off!

So, you come all the way up here to see Heather?

That's a good, close friend, isn't it?

So, what are we talking about?

Out of sorts.

Aye.

The bull.

Aye. I know what you mean.

Misses Ida.

That's what I think.

Maybe.

I miss her as well.

Like you do.

Leave him be for today. Will she be back tomorrow, then?

No, Colin.

When WILL she be back?

I don't know.

I can keep a secret.

There's no secret.I know there is.

I know you have a secret plan.

There's no secret plan, Colin.

Then...how you gonna get her back?

I don't know.

That's how I know it's a secret.

Man like Malcolm knows what to do.

There's no secret.

It'll get ruined. If we dig a trench,

maybe we can save it. Kenny, help.

Digging a trench ain't the point. What IS the point?

The point is we can't save it.

We spent all afternoon building it. Tomorrow we'll build something else.

So, we just watch it get wrecked?

Yeah, why not?Well, that's not very much fun, is it?

Well, no, I guess not. But then, that wasn't really the point either.

Is this gonna be another one of your stupid lessons?

Yeah. Could be... Could be my most stupidest.

Well, it is so far. So, what IS the point?

The point's in the doing.

Did we have fun, the three of us, building it?

Yeah.Yeah.

That WAS cool. But now it's getting wrecked.

Yeah, but it's just the castle getting wrecked.

I mean, the fun we had - waves can't wreck that.

We'll remember it long after the waves have washed the castle away.

That's it?That's not ALL of it.

Why are you telling us today?

Cos it's today.

We should build castles every day,

because there's always gonna be waves,

and people, no matter how big or strong they get,

are never gonna stop them,

cos we're not perfect,

and the world ain't perfect,

and the waves keep coming.

Is THAT the point?

That's the whole point.

Come on, kids! Time for a bath.

Last day of school. Might as well be clean and tidy.

Oh, that's a shame. It doesn't matter.

We can build another one tomorrow.

There are things about you I will never understand.

Well, it's important to keep the mystery in a relationship.

We're not short on mystery in ours.

No. But then, to be fair, I ain't got a clue what makes YOU tick.

Yes, you do.

I don't.

Really, I just guess.

If you guess enough times, you get little bits right here and there.

Well, explain to me how you can bring Robbie here.

I thought you were getting stale.

Life was too easy.

I just figured it would really... snap your head a little bit.

It has.

Cool.

There was a moment today...

More than one.

..where I could see the man I fell in love with.

Never thought I'd see that again.

I am happy for you.

I think. But it goes back to what makes you tick,

and I'm no genius on that front.

You know, I can't see it. So...

How would I know? Yeah, but you KNEW.

How did you know?

How did you know he was worth the effort?

What chance was there?

You know those... New-Years-around-the-world things?

Like in South America?

No, I tell you where it was - Columbia.

Listen, all these blokes stand in the street with their rifles

and just shoot up into the air,

just point their guns up and...

IMITATES GUNFIRE

Where do the bullets go?

Hmm?

Well, they've got to come down, right? Yeah?

So, some poor bastard is going about his New Year's Eve party,

and a bullet...

..just comes out from the sky

and whacks him.

You've lost the plot! No, no, no. I'm saying

that this was one of those bullets.

It's chance.

But, no, it's NOT chance.

The bullet has to come down eventually. It's the law of nature.

He told me things that had happened to him that changed him.

Load of nonsense!

But I believe him.

People say things happen to make us bad. Why can't they make us good?

It's the bullet that falls through the ceiling...

just as the bloke's about to wish everyone

a happy and prosperous New Year,

and it misses him!

Suddenly, all those words that he repeats every year mean something.

But there's no good reason for it.

It's an act of God.

That and...trajectory.

Just accept it.

I adore you.

I just have to accept that as well.

Yeah.

Have you told him?

That I love him?

Yeah, that's the one.

No.

Well, I tell you what -

you practise on me.

And what if I meant it?

What? Meant it to him or meant it to me?

What do you think?

I've stopped thinking and switched to accepting mode.

I don't think I can.

It's not hard.

I love you...

..Robbie. But add the "Robbie"

so he knows that you're talking to him. Avoid confusion.

He's no Einstein.

Clarity is important in those situations.

If you say it like that to him, he'll believe you.

But...give it a bit more pout. You know?

Blokes like pout. Makes 'em think that you're being sincere.

You're not going to leave me, are you?

But you know I have to.

When?Don't get pushy!

I don't want you to go.

I didn't want my dog to die.

How will I live without you?

I survived without my dog.

You'll be fine.

Oh, I like the pink lipstick. Brings out your colour.

I was just bored, that's all.

Amazing how having a man around makes you do things. I wasn't doing it for Alistair.

Oh, no... No, of course not.

I've got to lock up. I've got to collect Isla.I'll be quick. Just need a few extra things for dinner.

Extra mouth to feed. Heather hasn't mentioned this boy to you, has she?Brian?Oh, she has.

Has she not said anything to you? I'm her mother, not her friend.

He was a year ahead of her at boarding school.Is it serious?

Don't know. Why don't you ask her? Maybe because I wanted an answer.

She's too young to know what's serious.Aye.

I like the pink. It suits you.

I'm happy for you that Alistair's come back. I was in your shoes once.

Pretended I didn't care if Callum stayed or not. And I was too young to know what was serious.

Like you said, it's not a sign of weakness to make an effort.

BABY CRIES What's wrong with her?Colic.

Let's call the doctor.Don't be stupid. We don't need a doctor.

Move around. Dance or something. Dance?

Tummy's troubling her. Move around and she'll feel better.Dance?

Get on with it, Alistair.

Good!

She'll settle in a bit. You keep at it.

BABY CRIES # Speed bonny boat Like a bird on the wing

# Onward the sailors cry... # BABY QUIETENS

# Carry the...LASS That was born to be queen

# Over the sea to Skye... #

BABY CRIES Well...keep dancing!

# Loud the winds howl

# Loud the waves roar Thunderclaps in the air... #

YOU did this?I came in a bit early.

Thought you deserved something special.I can't believe it.

Flowers are the kind you like.Aye.

I'm trying to remember the last time you gave me flowers. Don't think I ever did.No.

I don't think you did... A salmon.

I like your lip gloss. Brings out your colour.You're winding me up!

No!When was the last time you noticed something like that? Oh, don't think I have.

Thought I should.Did you?Aye! Shall I put the baby down for you?

Alistair... I'm in love with someone else.

You're WHAT?

I've fallen for someone else. It's only fair to tell you.

That's fair! Does he love you?

Aye.

Aye, I think he does.

Put her on her side.

Make sure she's well covered.

I'll start the supper.

Can you tell me who it is?

There you go, Davy. Thank you.

Most people don't know about these things.

So what d'you think? It's...it's nice, Douglas.

I preferred it like it was.

Only Douglas could make it look more old-fashioned.

It's not governments per se.

It's multinationals. They're the problem.

The world's run by them.

The division of wealth is obscene. Communism's obscene!

I'm not talking about an "ism".

So, I sit down to talk to them... You didn't!Of course.

If you were an 20-year-old lad and you travelled five hours to see a lass, what would be on YOUR mind?OK.

So, you sat down and joined them while they chatted about sex?

Don't be stupid. He banged on about politics. All afternoon. The boy could talk the ear off a cow.

I don't understand. That's not normal.

You think he was talking about politics?I was THERE.

Except when I fell asleep. But I don't think he noticed.

No, Gordon. Remember the five-hour journey.

He's at university. You think he's talking about politics?

He's on the pull.You think?Yeah! No doubt about it.

He wants to change the world AND get his leg over. Any minute,

he'll start talking about men and women being equal.He will? He'll make a big deal out of it.

This is his endgame. Birds love it. How many multinationals have women at the top?

Name me one?

If women ran these companies, we'd have a more caring society.

We pay lip service to men and women being equal. But the reality is, equality doesn't exist.

Oh, boy, we've all done it, haven't we?Ihaven't.

Haven't you? You're joking! Well, it works.

Now...sex objects, yeah? If he's very, very good,

he'll say it and then be disgusted by the idea.

The reality is most powerful men still see women as sex objects.

It's a disgrace. He's good!A pro!

Isn't he lovely? He's very clever.

We were just saying the same thing.

That's another beauty of it.

Mothers just don't suss it out. Doing nothing's not an option.

Is it, Heather? No.

Democracy is an opiate.

We overlook the loss of liberty. Yeah.He's pulled.

Oh, yeah!

Why hasn't anyone ever told ME?

You did this all yourself, Mary? Douglas helped a little.

You'll be back at school tomorrow? Wouldn't miss the last day. Might be the last day ever.

I hope not. I like teaching. Thanks for letting me help.

If you're keen to teach, do something about it.

I don't know where to start.

I do. Let's put the piano in the school. Maybe we'll need it next year.

I wouldn't say anarchy is the best way forward.

But it may rebuild a fairer world.

Do you want to go for a walk? Aye.

Bingo.

Nice speaking to you.

At last!Don't be so rude. I think he's a lovely, thoughtful boy. Don't you, Mary?

Aye, very well spoken. And polite.

I think he's lovely.Nothing you can do. He could have taken his pick.

Jerry would've punched him on principle.Douglas!

Och, don't worry, Mary.

It's normal for the older man to be jealous of someone like that.Oi!

Where are they?!Gordon, relax. Relax?! Relax?!

You're going to have to speak to her!What about?

About the sneaky thing he's doing! No.

Her mother won't. I wouldn't know how.

Her first time should be a happy experience, not full of trickery.

Her first time?

Well, that's what's going to happen, isn't it? I mean, you saw them.

My first time...

Ah, it was beautiful.

I'll never forget that night with Marjorie.

It was true love.

None of your wearing them down with talking.

Your first time was with Marjorie?

Aye. On a balmy night like this. Lovely night...

Walking on the beach... Och!

They'll be thinking what WE were thinking on a night like this!

Just tell her her first time should be beautiful.

I'm the wrong bloke for the job.

Sneaky Mr Brainbox thought I was her father!

She's gonna do what she's gonna do. Are you saying it's too late?

I guess so.

But when you talk to her, just keep your cool.

Try not to be too surprised, eh? VOICES APPROACH

There you are, Gordon. You can help us move the piano up to the school.

Come on. Let's do something useful, eh?

THEY ALL SHOUT INSTRUCTIONS

- You're weird. - Sorry. Just wanted to tell you the ferry schedule so you can leave.

If you wanted to leave.

Gordon, what's the matter?

Nothing! Unless anything's happened that you want to tell me about.

No, nothing's happened. Thank goodness.

But my back's stiff from sleeping on the floor.

HE WHIMPERS

We could skip the last day of school. It's only me and Charley.

It's the last day and we are going.

Is it a half-day? What'll we do - give out prizes?

Yeah.OK, Charley's girl of the year. I'm boy of the year. We're done.

Am I really girl of the year?It's pointless teaching her. She's thick.

Keep it up, you'll spend the whole day in the corner. Isn't it HALF a day?

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Angie!

Aye. ..OK.

Hamish isn't coming. Had to work, right?No.

They're in Portree. They're waiting for the ferry.

That's grand. I'll tart myself up.

I want to look my best. Don't worry, Douglas.

I don't think they're expecting much.

I'll help you pack.

- I don't have much with me. - Oh, good.

Won't you stay a wee bit longer? He can't. He didn't bring much.

I hope you'll come again soon. GORDON WHIMPERS

What are you doing, Douglas?Thought I'd join you - last day and all.

Go home. Lie down.The sun's up, Mary. Why would I want to lie down?

Besides, the truth is I'm too excited for seeing Hamish. I can't believe he's coming.

He's going to love what we've done to the bar. I imagine that's why he's doing this - to have a look.

Mary...I can't believe he's coming.

He's settling in fine, eh? Domestic life'll do him the power of good.

He'll realise it soon enough.

Keep moving. Can't keep the ferry waiting.

Gordon! Morning.

You've a spring in your step, Douglas.Hamish is coming to visit! That's grand!

You look on top of the world. Keep walking. We're not stopping to chat.

Gordon, I need a word. Keep walking, anyway.

Douglas, why don't you tell Abby I'm on my way?She knows.

Remind her for me.

Gordon, Hamish and his family are in Portree. He thinks Douglas is dying.

I'll put him right. No!

IS he dying, then? Oh, dear, that's awful, with him looking so cheerful.

Gordon! He isn't dying.

Then why would you say he was?! That's cruel!

It's a little joke. It's not very funny, is it?

Just don't say anything. Why would I play a joke like that?

You've a queer sense of humour, Mary.

Come on, lad! Get a move on, now! Keep walking!

What's going on?

You don't need to ask that sort of question in this place, do you?

Nah, maybe not.

Nothing.

Yeah?

Little things go on.

You don't see at first cos you're used to big news all the time.

But the big things wear you down, don't they?

So you don't care about anything cos it's all so bloody big. It's not about anything human. It's...

Kenny, I was just making meaningless conversation.

Oh. Sorry.

What are you up to?

Nothing.

Come on.

Well, I was just thinking that if my fingers were a little bit longer

and I was slightly more dextrous, yeah, and had a smidgen more talent, I could have been Eric Clapton.Oh.

"Nothing" probably made more sense.

Abby loves you, you know.

Only cos I'm THAT close to being Eric Clapton.Why do you swerve?

Cos you're talking out your arse. Anyone with some common can see it.

I wish I had half of what you have with her. Always made me jealous.

See what you've done?

I came out to do meaningless conversation.

You mucked it all up.

Well done, Charley.

Thank you!

Well done, Alfie.

Wey-hey!

I graduated to Form 3.

Well done.

Here...

He's a good boy, your Brian.

Yeah. He's all right. Hope he's not TOO good.

There's no fear of that.

I know you stayed for me and I love you for it,

but now it's time for you to go and do what YOU need to do.

They're here!Aye.

Watch your step.

Big jump.

Dad.There we go! Hi, Granddad.How're you doing?

You had a good journey?Aye.

I can't believe you came to meet us. Of course I did! You're my boy!

How are you feeling?I'm fine. I have my days, but I'm fine.

Angie!

You look lovely.

Hello, Mary.

He's very brave.Aye.

Douglas, look at you! What a size!

It's so good to see you all! I was worried I'd never see you again!

I'm sorry, Dad.Don't be silly.

I know you're busy. A man's got to earn his keep.

I'll get your bags. I'll get them, Douglas. Don't want you dropping dead on the jetty.

Right, come on. Let's get you back to the hotel and show you all our redecorating...

Excuse me, do you have an appointment?!

You can't go back there!

I don't think...YOU! I'm with a patient!

I'll have you struck off! Calm down.Calm down?!

She was vulnerable! I apologise, Mrs Keeley.

What are you talking about?! Carolyn told me about you and her.

There's nothing to tell. She's upset and you take advantage!

Shall I call the police?

No.

Everything's under control.

It's all right.

Sit down, Alistair.

Sit down!

I'm treating Carolyn for mild but protracted post-natal depression.

I'm telling you because you're the father

and you're responsible for the baby's wellbeing.

Yes, I'll look after it...the baby. I have no relationship with Carolyn

and I've never taken advantage of her.You saying she lied?

No...

but because of her condition she might confuse my concern for her as a doctor...to be something else.

I really shouldn't be telling you any of this

because as far as I'm aware you have no relationship with her.I don't.

So why are you so angry?

Looks good, Dad. Old. "Traditional."

I've just seen where we're sleeping!

Here's a special treat - from the old distillery. There's only a few left.

Should you be drinking? Aye. Why not?

You're short a glass, Douglas. Go upstairs and lie down for a bit.

We can settle ourselves in. Why would I want to lie down?

I know, Dad...

Mary told us

and I'm very sorry.What do you know and why are you sorry?

That you're dying. I'LL get a glass.

I'm no' dying!

We're here to say hello!Mary said you were dying. That's why we came.

Maybe I made it sound worse than it was.So you only came to see me die?

I expect he came to see you sick. Dying would be a bonus.

Maybe this isn't a good time. Figures...

I thought you wanted to see us,

but I expect you couldn't find time in your busy schedule!

I'm fine.

I'm fit as can be. Just go on back to Glasgow!

Aye, I think we'll do that.

Why did you lie to me? About THAT?! Cruel - that's what I said.

I didn't think you'd find it funny. Are you opening that, Douglas?

I wanted you to come for Douglas.

You never come. Not even for our wedding.

Angie, let's go. I'll get the bags.

I'll help you, as I'm no' dying. Hamish!

We're staying.Can we go and play? No!

Yeah.Which? Shhh!

Angie, did you know about this?

Yes.Why would you want to see us? You never call.

You told me not to ring you at the office - how do you think I felt?!

We're staying. I'll take our things up and you and your father can have a talk.

How's Alistair?

Why should I know?

Afternoon, Malcolm. All right?

I don't know. He's accusing me. Who?

Peter's father and his lawyers, accusing me.

Of what? Obstructing the court.

I'm sorry. I'm not.

If they think I can do THAT they must be scared of me. I like the idea of that. Good day to you.

Abby?

Is your girl ready for a piano lesson?

Charley?

I remember when they wouldn't let us near this place.

Always sneaking in. Trying to nick some from the casks.

Never told you.

I knew. Could smell it on your breath.

You think you know everything. No, I don't.

You hide that well.

I don't know why you never call... I don't know why you never visit.

I was never close to my father, but when I had a son I said,

"This is not going to happen to me and Hamish." Before you know it...

it has.

That makes me sad.

I had to leave here, Dad. I had to leave here and make you proud of me.

I knew that was in your mind.

It wasn't true, but I knew you thought it.You know everything!

For a year, I've hardly heard your voice.I lost my job, Dad.

14 months.

Senior Vice President with nearly 50 people reporting to me. I always thought I'd run the company one day.

Big American multi-national bought us and suddenly I don't "add value" any more.

Just never thought it would happen to me.

That's why I didn't want you to ring me at the office, Dad -

I didn't have an office.

And it has been really, really hard on Angie and the kids.

Why didn't you tell me?

I was ashamed.

You coming in for a swift one?

Several... which I'll take my time over.

Did you speak to Heather?No. Should have, but I imagine I was too late. I'm sure I'll regret it.

She's a sweet young thing and I hope she doesn't confuse love and sex.

Don't worry, Gordon. Nobody does that.

I expect that Brian will be tempting her down to Edinburgh for nights of wild carnality.

Sounds fun.No, he just wants me to help him trash fast-food restaurants

and if that goes well, then we'll have sex.

The ice cream was good!Especially when you let it melt and get gooey.

That's the best!Robbie did all the work.I was just the labourer. Your mum was the brains.

Everything's normal, then. Ow!

Did it remind you of the day on the scaffolding?

Yeah...it did.

Come on. Let's go upstairs.

Night.Night.

Buy you a drink or five at the Raeburn?

Trying to get me drunk so as I drop my guard?Is that what you need?

Maybe.

Come on, then.

Dark night.

Yeah.

Can't decide if it's romantic or just spooky.

That's...helping me make up my mind.

I hated you.

I know.

But I never stopped loving you.

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