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Hello, Cedar.

Excuse me.

Sorry. Thank you.

Sometimes I wonder if this is really it.

That's one star.

Millions of years of evolution to bring
my consciousness into being.

To observe for one brief moment.

This.

This is it.

The gift of life.

The game of life.

It's temporary.

But surely it must mean something.

Do you ever get that feeling you can't
shake off?

Hmm?

My lovely Peter.

Are you ready?

Not going.

Right.

Sangeeta, did you hear that?

It's her life.

Thanks, Mother.

Will you shut the door?

You have to go.

I'm not really into weekly organised
masochism. You might be, but I'm not.

I think it helped.

You go, then.

Can you stop fighting her?

What? Sign up to your policy of
appeasement? No, thanks.

Can't you compromise it?

Oi, Josh!

Hey, Sim. Hey.

I'm Mr. and Mrs. Sangera. What are you
doing?

I was just jogging.

In our garden?

Yeah. Yeah, sorry.

Sorry, Mrs. Sangera.

Why have you got that on your head?

Oh, um... I was, um... I was hedging.

Like this.

Online like viral thing, right?

Yeah, you and you trap one of these
cameras to your head and then you run

through as many gardens as you can and
You upload the footage to I'll see you

later Josh.

Yeah. Yeah, sure. I'm sorry I'll just Go
back over the wall

Are

you and dad

You know, I'm... Oh, my God, stop it.
He's just a friend.

You stop interrogating her.

Right, I'm off to the office.

I'm going to college.

What shall I say to Dr Russell? She's a
therapist.

She'll understand.

Yes, but you're the one with the...

Hello?

Hello? Yes, it's Naveen Sanghera. Yes,
hello again.

You said you have the materials?

Good. When can I see it?

Okay. Any idea when?

Sure.

Oh, at my house. I'd rather meet
somewhere else, to be honest.

I'll wait there for me. Thank you.

What the fuck?

My phone. What, you're fucking spying on
me? You're fucking... Simran!

Simran!

Can we talk?

It's always so nice up here.

This was wasted on a guest room.

Look, I don't want... The last thing I
want to do, me or your mum, is to make

things worse.

We want to help.

I want to understand.

I'm not dictating to you, am I?

Tough love, he called it.

If you need to beat me, can we get on
with it?

Try not to batter anywhere that I'll
show.

You're supposed to be at work. We're
supposed to be at the therapist's.

What's that?

Um, nothing. Something I have to do
later.

Fancy going down the arcade?

We could play on the fruit machines.

We could score some crack off the
estate, lads. There's a bit behind the

shelter that's the perfect place for an
overdose.

Do that, and I will batter you.

Who's that?

I think it's Mum.

Who's she with?

I only saw that he was wearing a suit.

Perhaps she's showing him around.

Why would she do that?

Maybe it's an estate agent. We have been
trying to get the house evaluated.

We're not selling. Why would she show an
estate agent around?

It's good to know the value of your real
estate, Cinnamon. It's good practice.

You sure it's your mum?

Definitely.

Your wife? The mother of your child with
some bloke?

It's probably nothing.

Do something then.

You think I should go and beat him up?
Yes.

No, just, I don't know, go in there and
scare him away. Defend your territory.

Could this be more dysfunctional?

How does this make you feel?

Like a blob of jelly.

Are you even jealous?

I don't know.

Brielle. Simon.

It'll be over soon.

I can't believe I have to listen to my
mother have sex with another man.

Think of something else.

Something nice.

Look, Simran, we have been married for
20 years.

And? It's a long time for two people to,
you know...

You're unhappy.

No, I'm happy.

But... But nothing, it's just... Yeah?

Your mum and me, we... I don't know, I
can't explain.

Don't know what? What don't you know?

Do we have to have this conversation
now?

No, I think we should wait another 20
years and really ruminate on it.

Your mum and me... We don't exactly...

relate. That's all not new. It's not
remarkable.

But it turns out we weren't actually
aren't particularly compatible.

Tell me you didn't stay together for my
sake.

Not that cliche. Please.

Fuck.

You don't understand married life. It's
my life too.

Trapped here with you and her.

It turns out not being happy is the
backdrop to everything I hold dear. We

happy.

Enough.

People expect too much. Is it too much
to expect you to love each other? Lots

couples don't.

Just stupidly, I thought that you'd be
looking forward to me going away to uni.

Going for coffee, going on dates,
getting dressed up.

Not this.

Not listening to her get frisky with
another man.

More than frisky.

She's so guttural, isn't she?

Is that it?

Do you remember when I was little and
you'd wrap me up in a bath towel

and pretend I was the baby and you were
the stork?

And I'd carry you in my beak.

All that time.

You were unhappy.

I was happy then.

I love you.

And despite myself.

I do love Sankita.

But the happiness, it's supposed to be
like this lovely, warm blanket over

everything.

Dr Russell keeps going over it again and
again in the sessions.

Over what?

My childhood, my upbringing.

Over and over it, like she's obsessed.

What does she say? She doesn't say
anything.

What do you say then?

Whatever comes to mind. Stuff.

Memory. And?

Just never realized you weren't happy.

Doesn't matter.

I think it's pretty fundamental to my
take on the world.

I mean, I stupidly assumed that you were
happy.

That this is what happiness looks like.

I'd put happiness to one's flight.

Never to be seen again.

I imagined your mum and me would be
brought closer by you.

What a beautiful daughter.

What is he doing to her?

This is when I wish I could have slept.

I think you should leave her.

I think you should just strike out on
your own.

Why?

Why? Why?

Oh, because...

Go on, then.

Well, one, you're not getting any
younger.

Thanks. Two, she clearly doesn't love
you.

Thanks again.

Three, because you deserve to find
something better.

I love this house.

It's just a prison. It's not a prison.
It is.

And we're all trapped here together.

Bloody hell, Simran.

It's true.

We need to leave.

Don't you ever dream about...

Escaping. I don't think about it.

But I do.

I've got too much keeping me here.
Bubba, for example. I couldn't abandon

He would be fine.

He probably wouldn't even know if you'd
got him.

Just put yourself first for once.

I wasn't brought up to think like that.

And there are other things you don't
know about.

Like what?

What the hell?

Oh, my God, I'm calling the police.

Don't be silly. You're not calling the
police. You're beating her up. You're

doing anything.

Simran. Simran.

I've never seen you play hockey.

Don't we buy you?

Oh, shit.

Vinda.

Helen. Karen, please.

Sangeeta, my trousers, please.

This is my bedroom too, Sangeeta.

Maybe you should leave.

Some privacy would be really
appreciated.

Naveen. Brian, really not a good time.

I've got some answers for you, finally.

Although it throws up more questions,
really.

Um, I thought you'd want to know
straight away.

I'm in the middle of something with my
wife. Something important. It won't take

a minute.

I think we should go through this stuff
together.

Better be quick. True, yeah.

It's all here, Mr Sangira.

He's clicked photographs to the relevant
documents.

Yes, I'm sure you've been very thorough.

Yes, that's right.

That's my birth certificate.

And that's his... Employment details.

From the asphalt plant when he first
arrived in 1978.

There is another person involved.

Valerie.

Now, I have a connection to her that you
might be interested in. Thank you,

Brian.

The remaining balance is all there.

As I said, I'm in the middle of
something right now.

But I will take a look later, OK? Well,
I think it's all clear. I've detailed

all the relationships in the correct
order with relevant images attached.

Well, lovely. Thank you.

Well, as I've said, I really need you to
go now, Brian. OK.

OK, Naveen.

It's a lot to take in, I know.

That's right.

What's that?

Nothing, just some posts. Did I just see
Hartley?

Yeah. And I need to get to work, don't
you?

I'm going to take the day off. So am I.

Good idea.

I'll try and get back early.

Fun's over.

We should change.

Sam said it was fine for me to leave
early said it was okay to work from home

I went to that new Mexican plate, but we
could give it a try. I've got a You

know nachos burritos sauces There you go

Enjoying that are we please can we just
um what carry on as normal

come on soon you have to eat You could
show some remorse.

Will you just stop? Or what? Are you
going to slap me with your little

truncheon?

Maybe I will.

Sit down.

Sit down!

Look who's come to see us.

Well, well.

That's your Uncle Harvinder.

He left his gimp mask behind.

I know this is difficult.

It's for me.

You've surpassed yourself.

No, I can't explain it.

You think I want an explanation?

Look, I didn't intend for this to
happen.

After you boasted about the single life.

I didn't want this.

About your freedom, all the casual
relationships.

Sangeeta chose me.

She did.

So, does that mean anything?

Her choice, her commitment, even in your
twisted, cynical world?

It wasn't like that. Wasn't it?

Don't tell me.

She came chasing after you. She came
running back.

No, no, that's not it. What then?

It just... happened.

Don't you remember what you said back
then?

I said... You said it was over between
you. Don't give me that bullshit.

Nothing. Just happened. All right, okay.

This is not meaningless casual sex,
okay?

Is that what you want to hear? No.

I don't want to hear that, no.

I wish it was different.

It's not.

You mean you love each other?

I didn't want this. Didn't you?

I didn't want this to be the way that
you found out.

And the timing, you have no idea.

I bloody knew it! You didn't know? On
some elemental, instinctive level, I

bloody did know it!

That you, my brother... I didn't mean
this to happen, Nabil. You've got to

believe me, man. So?

Well... I'm processing.

Adjusting.

You.

And my wife.

You.

And me.

It's not personal.

Huh?

It's not about you.

You are a colossal prick.

It's not that we didn't... Shut the fuck
up!

Before I ram that mask!

Down your throat!

Hello, Dad.

Levine.

Is that you?

Yeah, yeah. How are you, Dad?

Uh, not bad.

Let's change the soap.

What? The soap.

The berry.

Now they're giving me coconut.

You know, I hate bloody coconut.

Have you said anything to them?

Yeah, they said they've run out of
berry.

Maybe they'll be able to order you some
more.

They've run out of berry.

You know, they'll never ever be able to
bring back the berry. Not in my

lifetime. How are you today, Dad?

You sound quite well.

I'm bloody uncomfortable.

I want you to go out for a walk, but
they said I can't go outside my room.

I'll speak to Mrs. Koreshi, okay, about
the berry wash.

She won't be there now.

Only Hungarian Steve, and he always says
he'll leave her a post -it. Never does.

What?

A post -it?

A note? I thought you said something
else. I thought you said something about

her tits. No, what? Look, it doesn't
matter.

Listen, I'd better get going. Yeah, it's
not like you to talk like that. What?

I thought you said Mrs. Couric's tits.

Right, okay.

I'll see you tomorrow. No, no, no,
listen, son.

I need to talk to you.

Not now, Dad.

No, it's very important.

It's about your inheritance.

We already had this conversation.

Don't you remember?

But there's a problem.

We need to get it straight.

Gurpit said that we must never tell you,
and she was right.

Enough, enough.

Naveen, it's very important.

I assume

you do want to speak to him.

Oh, don't start that.

You started this.

Your father.

You could help.

It wouldn't be impossible for you to
lift a finger.

I do my bit. I don't need validation
from you.

Really? And what about Simran in all of
this? What about her?

You bastard!

Fuck it in. She's got fucking eating
disorder.

It's a mental fucking illness. Did you
know that?

Listen. Did you and Sangeeta discuss
that? Did you fuck each other's brains

Did you have a chat about Simran's
fucking issues?

Did you?

I know.

Sangeeta deeply cares.

About her. Bollocks, you don't get to
say that. But what do you want me to

man? It's not that easy. It looks easy
to me.

Your bachelor lifestyle, your car, your
flat, your stuff.

And on top of that, you get to screw my
wife.

Stop it.

Well, I get the screwed up daughter, the
crazy old dad, and the wife who's

catastrophically pissed off the entire
time.

Commitment is what I had.

Family, where you dicked around
endlessly.

So what are you going to do to sort this
out?

Your lungs must look like a frying pan.

Here we go.

No, you do whatever you'd like. Who
wouldn't want the freedom to destroy

themselves? Have you finished?

It's me committing murder.

I'm not adultery.

Well... It's just the truth.

Did I do this to you, Imran?

Did I make you well? Is it my fault?

Don't try and deflect.

This is about you having sex with your
husband's brother dressed as a stripper

grand policewoman.

Nothing else.

We could hear you from the attic, by the
way, but I imagine we could hear you

from the bottom of this street.

God.

When did it start?

When did it start?

I don't know.

Days, months, years?

I had to choose.

For your sake, Simran.

For you.

This had nothing to do with me. You've
got all your freedom and you don't even

realise it. I couldn't do what you do.

You're not making any sense. I thought I
was mature. I thought I would break

away from this boring, traditional
world.

By having it off with Uncle Harve?

No.

No, not now.

When I was young.

That was years ago.

You see, Harv and I, we... Levine was
so... He

was so nice to me. He was so kind,
but...

Havinda is... A dick?

He cares about me, Simran.

He doesn't.

All he cares about is himself.

I should have seen that...

But I love her half.

And you wonder why I'm fucked up?

I know why you're fucked up.

Why?

All these bloody lies.

It's not that she was unhappy with you.

We just thought it would fizzle out.

Me and her?

No, me and her.

After you got married.

20 years.

Don't people kill each other for things
like this?

Brothers shagging brothers' wives.

Do you want to be with her? What?

Properly, I mean. Do you or don't you?

It's not going to be like that. Do you
want to be with her as your wife, your

lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold?

I do.

You sure about that?

For better or for worse.

Did you always want to be with her?

Yeah.

With all your heart?

Come on.

With all your heart?

I was loyal.

I was faithful.

I did what I promised.

Why? You didn't even fancy her.

You said that she was loud and flashy.

You said that she was cheap.

I must have changed my mind.

You knew how I felt about her. You were
my older brother.

You only wanted her because she chose
you, and you love being chosen. You were

jealous because for once I got what you
wanted.

So you were getting back at me?

You're an idiot.

See, now we're getting somewhere.

It was her choice, and she went for me.

I loved her. End of story.

But you could have said no.

I told you I wanted to be with her.

It's not my fault you never got over it
being dumped.

She made a mistake.

She didn't want you. She was getting
back at me.

No one tells someone that they love them
and then gets bloody married to them to

get back at someone else.

She chucked you and you're so arrogant
you never got over it. Actually, that's

not true.

Pull me one, will you?

He doesn't want to hear it. All right?

All right, if it's your undying love.

I get that already.

Sangeeta, where's Simran? She's upset.

Sangeeta, can we talk?

If she's got anything to say, she's
going to say it to me first.

No.

No, you both need to hear this.

One sec.

Do I really want to know this? Too late.

Simran is Harv's daughter.

No,

she's not. What the fuck?

How? She can't be.

It was 50 -50. I got it wrong.

But you'd already dumped him.

You were certain the baby was his.

I know, but it could have been either of
you.

Don't be ridiculous. How?

Well, you see, when a man and a woman...
Shut the fuck up.

I didn't know what to do.

I felt like the baby was yours.

Felt?

Well, I worked the dates out and that
was no good.

It was still 50 -50, but I had a
feeling.

Did you ever give him up?

Will you let her be? Why don't you?

I wanted to give him up. No, you didn't.
Believe me, I did.

But you were with him then.

Sangeeta had finished with you.

Don't you get it? Shut up. When you were
pregnant, you said it was all my fault.

I know.

I know I did.

I wanted the baby to be yours.

She didn't know what she wanted. She
knew she didn't want you.

No, just listen. I prayed that you would
be the father.

Why?

Yeah, why?

Because I thought you... I thought life
would be easier.

I thought...

You would make everything okay. I
thought that you would make a better

I'd have made a good father.

You'd have been bloody useless.

It's not as if you've done such a bloody
brilliant job. What's that supposed to

mean? Well, maybe it's because of you,
the Simran is so screwed up.

I don't think so. It's genetics, she
said. They told her.

Her pain in the arse, fuck her. Or all
yours, mate.

Except we're brothers, mate.

Same DNA, innit, blood?

She takes after you. Self -centred,
rude, obsessive. Not half as bloody

as she thinks she is. In fact, it makes
total sense. You're a father.

You're both completely mentally fucked.

You won't ever got a parent in that.
You're very welcome to try.

Make.

Obsessive? There's a man with 15 fucking
dustbins.

They're for the fucking environment, you
cock. Stop. Jesus Christ.

This is bollocks.

She must be mine.

You're wrong. You don't know for sure. I
do.

I know now. I had her DNA analyzed. It
was making me feel ill.

The not knowing, it just eats away at
you day after day after day until the

thing that's left, the only thing, is
guilt.

And it makes you do things. It makes you
hate yourself.

Sometimes I...

Sangeeta, I love you.

He does not.

We are good.

We can be good.

We have our daughter to think of. What
are you on about? She's not yours.

Hang on a minute.

What about me and all of this?

The actual father?

It's been tough for me the last couple
of years.

Hazard!

Sangeeta is still...

My wife!

Great.

It's your mum.

Brilliant.

Right on cue.

Yeah, hello.

Thank you. Who is this?

It's Steve Nudge from the Laura Bush.

Actually, one second.

This is Dad's care. Why don't you take
it this time? Do your bit.

Fine, no problem.

Hello? There's a problem, Mr. Tangira.

A problem with your father.

I'd love to use the front door sometime.

Your parents sent mine.

My room, quickly.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

You've been rowing again.

Your instincts were strong, I'll give
you that.

We're fine. And Simran, how is she?

I've got a feeling something bad is
going to happen.

Where is she? She's upstairs.

Go check on her now.

Go on.

Simran?

And you, Naveen?

You all right?

Shall we go in here for a minute?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but what is he
actually doing?

I don't know how to explain, Mr.
Sanguera. He's outside.

He's gone outside. He won't come back.

Mr. Sanguera?

Mr. Sanguera?

Have you got it? No, Mr. Sanguera, you
can't go up there.

You have to come down.

Steve, I'm telling you, I'm going to
jump.

I'm going to bloody jump.

What the hell is he doing?

I don't know. He left his room and found
the fire escape.

There's a little balcony here. Oh, okay.
He just went balcony. No. No, he's on

the edge Standing on the edge. You have
to come here. Mr. Tangira.

Yeah, I don't think that's necessary.

You have to speak to him Mm -hmm.

Mr. Tangira. Yeah, leave it with me.
Thank you Someone

down here right now the rest years on
the roof Him

are you there?

Your nanny's here. We just want to make
sure you're here and safe.

Sim! Fuck off!

Thank you. All I wanted to know.

Are you sure that's what you heard, Sim?

Yeah.

They all just spoke about me like I was
a piece of shit.

It's heavy, man.

Josh? Yeah?

Fuck me.

Fuck me really loudly. Are you all
right, Sim? No, that's what she does.

just fucks anyone she likes whenever she
likes.

You're not doing anything.

Yeah, well, I didn't think you liked me
like that.

Well, obviously I've changed my mind, so
just... I don't think that you should

be peer -pressuring me into having sex
with you.

Sorry, it just doesn't feel right.

Sim.

Did you know Harvinder was, uh, Simran's
father?

All those years ago.

Sangeeta came to me and told me she was
pregnant.

So I said we'd sort out a termination
and we wouldn't breathe a word to her

But she was determined to have the baby.

Yeah, it was terrifying.

She said the father could be you or your
brother.

But she was adamant she wanted to be
with Harvinder.

So I took her to your mum.

I mean, you were both her boys after
all. Her sons.

She went to see Mum.

And she called Sangeeta a slut.

She thought Sangeeta's sexuality was my
responsibility.

Wait, so Mum knew that the baby could
have been Harvinder's? Of course.

And Guru Priest was very clear what was
going to happen.

She said if we told anyone the baby
could be Harvinder's, she'd send him

She said she wouldn't allow him to mess
up his life.

Mum said that.

When I told her Sangeeta was pregnant,
she just said, do you think it happened?

For once, I thought she was really on my
side.

She'd have had to do the right thing.

Everybody's got me.

You knew how I felt that night.

You hurt me.

Called me a slut.

No.

I said my mum thinks you're a slut. Big,
big difference.

I hated what you did that night.

I know.

I wanted to be with you.

And I let you go.

Oh. It wasn't the right time.

Half.

Not then.

But you knew the baby could have been
mine.

There was no baby.

It was a fetus.

It was a fetus.

And that fetus was mine.

Can a fetus ever be yours?

Really?

It was all mine. It was my mess.

My choice.

I still can't believe why you chose him.

Because you're such a good catch.

Hey, we had fun.

Too much fun.

Levine was good for me.

He was boring.

Dependable. You went out of your way to
be neither, right?

Why didn't you tell me about Simran
before?

I was waiting for the right moment.

Your deathbed or mine.

Well, you don't have to wait any longer.

It's like this huge weight has been
lifted.

Your son married.

is over.

We can do whatever we want.

Yeah. Because this feels like total
liberation.

Right? I mean, this is amazing if you
think about it.

I have a daughter.

You're drunk.

Naveen will understand. He's not stupid.

Well, not that stupid.

But Simran can come and live with us.

And we can show her how happy we are.

Simran!

She's not in her room.

I told you to keep an eye on her.

Hey, it's Simran.

You know what to do.

Gone's the voicemail. Look, she's
probably switched her phone off. She's

She needs a bit of time, a bit of space.
She's not well, thank you, sir. I do

know that.

I'll get my bike.

No! Take my car.

Where's my phone, you fuck?

It's on the tables, wanker.

Sim!

Sim, where are you going?

You can't just run away from your
problems. I'm not running away.

I'm breaking free. There's a difference.
Well, what about school?

I'll catch up.

No, you'll mess up your A -levels.

It'll ruin your prospects. Sim, your
prospects, they're like one of the bad

things about you.

There's nothing for me here anymore,
Josh.

I'm here.

I've got to go.

I've got to do this for myself.

Go where?

Away.

Josh, I'm going away.

I thought she was gone.

No, it's no one's fault.

You know, today's been rough.

She'll be all right.

I should probably just go to a
supermarket car park somewhere, have a

to a census, come back home.

You don't know her.

She's stubborn.

She's running away.

She's going to make a good go of it.

How far can she go?

Should have been so hard on her.

She's so mature.

I forget her age sometimes.

It's the laurel bush again.

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine. Probably nothing.

Dad was on the balcony.

Getting a bit worried, I thought.

What?

Answer the phone.

He just makes me feel a bit sheepish.

You know, he makes me feel guilty
because I don't call him.

Answer the phone.

Okay.

Hello? He keeps saying he'll jump, Mr.
Tangira. Are you coming?

What do you mean, jump?

The police have been saying they're on
their way for 20 minutes now.

What do you mean, jump, Steve?

I told you, Mr. Tangira, just now, he's
on the roof.

No, Mr. Sangira, go back.

They say he's going to jump.

Ah, okay.

Dad,

what are you doing? What am I doing?

Have you got it?

The what's it?

The berry soap. They changed it.

Mr. Sangira!

Steve, I want my berry wash.

What? How many bloody times? I want my
berry wash.

Dad?

What's this?

Hey, you're not Naveen.

I want my Naveen.

Or I'll do it.

You know, I'll bloody well jump. It's
half, Dad.

Listen, you go and get Naveen, or I'm
going to bloody jump.

It's your youngest, Dad. It's half.

I'm coming to you now.

What are you blabbering on about?

Dad, you're confused.

I'm not. I'm not confused. I know what I
know.

Is she on her way?

Who? Good for it, you prick.

My wife, Gurprit.

She'll sort it out.

Dad, Dad.

Don't move, please.

I have to get to him.

You can't drive.

Why not?

Because you're drunk.

You drive me. No.

No, we sold our car.

Fucking you can't worry twice.

Look, if you take the side street,
you'll get there quicker walking anyway.

go, walk.

Okay. Yeah.

Okay. Good.

Yes. Okay.

Busted, boss!

Fine.

Simran, I know you're upset.

I'm upset too, but I need to know you're
safe.

Please give me a ring.

Please.

I'm really worried about you.

Where have you got to, Simran?

Naveen? It's no use. I can't see her
anywhere.

She's been talking a lot about going
away.

Maybe she's gone to the airport?

Sim would never fly. It would take her
weeks to offset the carbon.

Sent Pankrus.

I'll take the train there. Okay. I'll be
here there.

Dad, it's Harvinder.

Harvinder? I remember.

You're the one who never listens.

That's right.

There's no point in feeling guilty, huh,
Harvinder?

Yes.

Harvinder was an accident.

No, Dad, I am Harvinder.

After all that time of trying and trying
and not getting there, Corbett feeling

miserable, and I'm thinking, am I firing
blanks? And she said,

I want a son of my own.

Yeah, okay, Dad.

After all that, it was true. We couldn't
believe it, that she fell pregnant.

But it was such a bad bloody timing, it
was.

All that setting up we had done for
little Naveen, we had poured everything

getting him.

What do you mean, getting him?

Pulpit paid a price, too.

After Harvinder was born, she was in
such a state, they locked her up in an

asylum place.

Did you know that?

No. No?

Look at poor little Naveen. Poor sod.

Not wanted by his real mum.

And not wanted by anybody.

So you better get good for it.

She'll sort this out.

Wait, no. Dad, don't hang up. No, no.

It's hitting.

Fuck.

What?

Simran. Come home, please, Simran.

I heard.

I didn't mean for you to hear any of
that.

Come on.

Suresh!

Suresh, what are we going to do with
you?

Come out here. Don't turn around.

I know why you are here.

I never breathed a word to anyone.

Just like you wanted.

I promise you, I never told anyone
anything.

Don't turn, Suraj.

Naveen, he's a good boy, isn't he?

He's always there for us.

Hardworking, reliable.

Not like the other one.

It's okay now, Suraj. You don't have to
worry yourself.

I'm going to come to you now, okay?

You be careful.

Simran? What?

Oh, your dad.

Harvinder, it's your dad.

Naveen, Dad.

Oh, Naveen. Yeah, yeah.

That's what I said.

My lovely boy, Naveen. Listen, Dad, I
can't talk right now. I'm looking for

Simran. You remember her, don't you?

My daughter. She loves you. She's in
trouble.

You were our little miracle, you were.
You poor boy.

I'm sorry, Naveen. All we did to you...
Dad, it's all right. Listen.

Call Harvinder. He'll come and see you.
I can't talk right now.

I'll see you later.

We're okay, aren't we, sir?

It's okay.

Can't you listen to me?

Are the police there yet? I told you, I
want my girlfriend.

Not you.

How many times? She's not coming.

All right.

I know.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Okay?

My girlfriend?

Don't take her.

She's been gone for years, Dad.

Nobody knows the secret?

Did I tell him that?

Naveen knows what secret, Dad. I
promised her.

I let her down.

No. No, you didn't let anybody down.

I'm so sorry.

No,

you stay on the line. You stay on the
line, Dad. You don't...

Dad, answer the phone, answer the phone,
answer the phone!

Come on, please, God, no!

You didn't say he was here.

How'd you find her?

She finally answered her phone.

She hasn't disowned me, by my reckoning.

Simran, no -one wants to disown you.

You said I was self -centred, obsessive.

Oh. I would have thought you'd be
pleased to see the back of me.

Simran, don't say that. What else did
you say? I was mental, rude.

You are a bit rude.

Fuck off, Dad.

Or uncle, or whatever I'm supposed to
call you. Look, the point is, you don't

have to part with me irritating you
anymore, so... Simba. Don't try and be

whatever you do.

Don't go.

But why would I stay?

To be paralysed by my unhappiness
forever like you?

We'll sort it. We won't. I didn't mean
those things.

You said it. I didn't know you were
listening.

That makes it worse.

I was trying to get back at him, look at
it from my perspective.

But empathy's not my strong point.

You paid a psychiatrist £300 an hour to
figure that one out.

Look, you're not going anywhere, Simran.

Nice try.

But you're not my dad.

I mean, I'd stick around just to see Dr
Russell's face when I tell her.

I need to tell you something.

See the machinery whirring in her posh
little brain and... She took in the

fucked -upness of this entire situation.
Sorry, Nani.

It's important.

What is? What I have to tell you.

Are you going to come out?

Oh, my God, not now, not here.

No, just listen to me.

My trauma's been bad enough. I really
don't think that I need... Please, let

speak.

I said those things because I would hurt
too soon.

She would take part of it.

Don't.

Just don't.

Look, at this point, I feel absolutely
no love for her whatsoever.

I'm certainly not going to stick around
here whatever shite he comes out with in

his fucking beat -me mask. Sorry,
Narnie.

It just makes me want to gorge and purge
and burn up every ounce of fat and

smash things and...

I know you're angry and you've got every
right to be, but you're only hurting

yourself, huh?

Thank you.

Where is she going?

I don't know if I can say.

Tell me. I won't stop her.

She's gone away.

Good.

Good. She's doing what I could have
done.

Getting away from all the expectations
instead of playing by the rules.

And you hardly play by the rules, do
you? I'm here, aren't I?

20 years.

And now Simran's doing what I didn't
have the guts to do.

But... You do what you want, don't you?

I wasn't allowed boyfriends at her age.
Yeah, well, I'm not her boyfriend.

I had them, but I wasn't allowed them. I
had to keep them secret.

Do you have any idea how much effort
that takes?

What it does to you inside?

Because I love men.

And my mother understood that.

She'd never admit to it, but there was
this guy from the badminton club that

used to come over when my father was
away.

I remember how she'd close her eyes when
he was holding her from behind.

Why did you come over this morning?

Because you're usually alone at that
time.

Sangeeta.

Mrs Sangeeta, Josh.

Mrs. Zingara.

Mrs. Zingara, today has been an
extremely confusing day.

Have you got your camera?

Steve? Steve, are you listening to me?
He didn't... He didn't do it, did he?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Sangira.

The police have arrived now.

There is nothing we could do.

How is he?

Is he okay?

Mr. Sangira, it is so high.

There's no chance.

No, he didn't... He didn't do it. Don't
you lie to me.

Don't you lie to me.

Stop.

Naveen Singh.

That's me.

That's my birth certificate.

This is you?

Did you know?

Bibi and Baba never told you.

I guess they thought it was the best
way, what you don't know.

That's my father.

My real father.

Kundan Singh.

Bloody hell.

He has four kids.

official kids that he recognizes.

That's my mother, Valerie.

Valerie Holloway?

She's white.

Yeah.

She was a secretary at the factory.

Holloway.

Says she was married, but... I had no
other children and... Shit, she died.

In 1981, aged 32.

How did you even get on to all of this?

Dad taught me something when he lost his
marbles. It didn't make sense. It kept

going on and on.

I think he found it difficult to live
with the secret.

But when he told me, ironically, he
thought he was confessing to the police.

I'm not, though, am I?

I don't know who I am.

You're my dad.

No one else, no one could be.

And you're the one that got to me in
time, that stopped me from running away.

I love you so much.

I want you to be okay.

That's why you...

You have to go.

Go out into the world.

And show.

I will.

Yeah.

Okay, I've got to go. My train.

Yeah, you've got to go.

Can I keep you?

Of course you can.

To remind me of you.

I love you, George.

Say bye to Mum for me.

Don't think I'll be speaking to her for
a while.

Priya, I've just got to make a phone
call.

Yeah.

Hello. Brian.

I've been looking closely at everything.

You noticed it too, now?

Yeah. What does it mean?

I don't know yet.

I've been trying to put it together
myself.

Could we... Yeah.

Why don't you come round? We can talk
about it.

How's Suresh?

How is he?

Part? How's Suresh?

He's gone.

Gone?

What do you mean he's gone? Where's he
gone?

He jumped.

What?

Well, what are you doing here?

Shouldn't you be with him?

I couldn't go.

I couldn't.

Levine's right.

Fucking selfish.

That's why I didn't go to see him.

My own dad.

I didn't have the courage to go visit
him.

Let alone see him now, like that.

You did your best.

That's all you can do.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

I've always had this feeling that
everything would be okay.

If I followed my heart, his lies, and
did what felt good

and comfortable, everything would be
okay.

I'll be protected from life's fucking
evils.

I was so wrong.

To keep us so wrong.

It's a lot to take in.

Why don't we, um, get to the care home?

Come on.

Get up. Come on. Up you go.

This way.

This way.

Little bastard.

Okay. Carl.

Carl, calm down. Look at me. Look at me.
Why the fuck would I do that to you?

Shit.

Sangeeta, please help.

She can't help you now, boy. If you're
going to fuck grown -ups, you're going

have to deal.

For real.

Fucking grown -up consequences!

I'm gonna fuck you up, you little bitch!

Hop!

Hop!

Come on! Hop!

Come on! Stop!

I'm gonna break your fucking ribs!

You perverted!

Fucking hell, thanks.

Hey,

Brian. All right, Naveen.

Holloway.

Valerie Holloway.

Did you know her? No. Never met her.

But my mum always used to talk about her
niece, Val, who lived in London.

And who died young.

Must have been very hard for her,
Naveen.

Having a child with a... Paki.

She must have suffered from the
prejudices of the time.

I've tried to work it all out, but both
my parents have passed away, so I can't

ask them.

But I've made inquiries through my
professional channels.

So that would make us cousins?

Once removed.

Hey, cousin.

That is what it meant.

The sheath, the blood, this man.

You're related.

What? Oh, nothing.

It's interesting.

There are no more battlefields, no epic
sagas.

This is how cosmic energies play out, I
suppose.

A kind of suburban Mahabharata.

Right.

What the...

Stop!

Stop, Sangeeta, stop!

Sangeeta! What?

Where's my girl?

Where's my little girl? She's all right.

Oh, you illicitly.

and I couldn't thrive and he just...
Your dad fell.

He jumped off the roof.

Oh, where is he?

He's... He's... He's dead.

He called you, it's fine.

That doesn't make any sense.

Maybe that's what it meant.

That's right, I took him down. He didn't
know who I was.

I'm sorry, Naveen.

Who the hell are you?

That's Brian.

Yeah, yeah, sorry, Mr. Sangara.

Josh, what the hell are you doing here?

He was messing around with her and
filming it, for fuck's sake.

Oh, really, Sangita? He's just a boy.

You shut up, Mum.

She hit me with a spade. You could have
killed me.

Slash this whole place up. Crazy woman.

I'm so sorry, Naveen. I should have done
something.

I just wanted to keep it all going.

All this stuff is not important.

We can do better than this!

She gave us an egg every day.

She was one of the few things that gave
me peace.

Who did this?

Who did this?

He did.

Harv did it.

By accident.

It was an accident. You're both so
selfish.

All you care about is yourselves.

You've always wanted him. God knows why,
but you could have him. And you...

You finally get what you want, like you
always do, in the end.

It's what should have always happened.
No, you're pointing the blade at me.

Shit, man, you all right?

You idiot.

Everything you touch, touch the shit.

You know what? I am done with your
sanctimonious, morally aggrandizing

You eat, and you shit, and you fuck.

Well, if you want to, just like the rest
of us. We're just not little repressed.

I think he's all right. No, I'm not.
Brian.

Brian.

Brian. He's going to be sick.

Brian.

How are you doing?

I'm all right.

I just need a bit of a sit down.

Oh, shit, Brian. Keep your hand on it.
Keep pressure on it.

I'm calling an ambulance.

No, don't bother. I'll be fine.

Brian, I think you've got a really deep
cut, mate.

Have I?

Keep your hand on it, Brian.

Someone get me a fucking cloth. Josh,
go. Yeah, I'll get one.

Oh, Brian.

You're the only family I've got left.
Just keep pressure on it. You'll be all

right.

I'll be okay, Naveen.

Oh, no.

This.

I took the ashes to a beautiful spot the
other day.

Not exactly the Genji's, but... It will
have to do for her.

Theta was such a calm bird.

She'll be happy there, I think.

So Mum's probably told you her news.

She's decided to keep the baby.

Said it would give her something
positive to focus on.

Something else to build.

And good luck to her.

Up the duff at 47.

A lot hinges on the paternity test.

It's between Harv and Josh.

Poor kid.

You'll be glad to know I'm moving out.

Feels good to just start afresh.

Blank canvas.

The past is gone.

Ryan is on the mend.

Lost two and a half pints of blood. Poor
shot.

God bless the ambulance service.

And the blood donors.

Okay. Yeah.

It turned out his Aunt Valerie Holloway
wasn't the same Valerie Holloway as my

mother. Different Valerie Holloways.

Can you believe it?

Suresh's funeral tomorrow.

Fuck it.

Dad's funeral.

I wish you'd still had his marbles to
help me find out about all of this.

Carrying all this inside of you all the
time, it does things to you.

Maybe that's what got to him in the end.

Rome sounds amazing, by the way.

I'm proud of you, Sim.

You have really managed to do something
I never did.

Get away from the chaos and process all
this stuff.

I want to check out this pastor place
you're on about.

Can we do that when I visit?

Anyway, I'd better get going. I'm just
outside Kundan Singh's house.

It felt like I needed to come here to
see where it all started.

Do you imagine my mother in it? Not in a
gross way.

But here.

All that time ago with him is...

It was where it started for me.

Whatever happens, Goresh is still my dad
and you're still my beautiful daughter.

Anyway, best meet this guy.

See what he's all about.

I love you, Tim.

The sun shines on the morning dew.

And the birds read the day.

When the world is feeling blue.

And the lull.

to the bay I don't know where I'll

be just have to wait and see but

I know I'll be with you

when our shadows

are getting long

And the powers are golden brown.

When our world is almost

done.

I'll be with you

And the time...