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Do you have a feeling when
you make love with Donald?

Like you're flying? No.

Because he does not
know how to please you.

You come in from work, you read the
paper, you don't even talk to me.

Give us your new address, I'd like
to let you know what I have.

It's, um, 48 Latchmere Crescent.

Just tell Donald you're leaving.

And go where? I've got a baby
to think of, what can I do?

Our Margaret's left Eric, she's gone
to live with the Rington's tea man.

People are saying
terrible things about her.

Well, let them,
as long as he makes her happy.

It seems like his wife opened
a letter from another woman

and found out
he was planning to leave her.

GUN SHOT

BABY CRIES

Looking back,
I took a turn for the worse

on the day I was due
to meet Mark's new in-laws.

I'd been all right till then.

Well, I say all right, I suppose I'd just
kept myself busy being a mother.

That's not to say I didn't think about
the life I could've had with him, Craze.

It's over 30 years now since
he was shot and I never told
a single soul how I felt.

I just pushed it down,
buried it and got on with me life.

Notts County today. Yeah, he's gone,
I hope he'll be all right.

About bloody time.

I thought I'd make a
traditional Yorkshire meal

with Mark's in-laws
coming all the way from Australia.

Piss off!

I thought it was important
that they knew what kind of family

their daughter was marrying into.

And it was good because it gave me summat
else to think about, other than the wedding.

Dig deep!

Me sister Margaret's
become all political

since she married
her third husband Mal.

He's a miner,
works at Colton Wood pit.

Oi, Betty! Betty!

Oh, hello love, I didn't
realise it were you.

Are you coming to the women's group tonight? I can't,
love, Joe's parents are coming round for a meal.

Oh, when did they arrive? Thursday.

Mark said they were 'jet-lagged',
I think he means tired.

Anyway, love, I can't
stop, I've got lots to do.

We're going to Wivenhoe docks next
week if you want to come with us.

'The Rington's tea man
only lasted 18 months.

'He went off with a common-looking
woman from Alcoholics Anonymous.'

What did your Margaret want?

She wanted to know if I was going
to the women's group tonight.

I hope you told her no.

I told her we had
company coming round.

And then she met Mal at Colton
Wood Working Men's Club,

and fell head over heels.

He bought her a lovely
present for her 50th.

Off she went like the girl
in the Nimble advert

screaming and hanging
onto Mal for dear life.

Oh, what a lovely thing to do.

Wait till it's time to come down,

that basket hasn't got wheels,
you know.

She'll hit the ground
with a bloody great bump.

Ever the romantic. He bought me an
automatic washing machine for mine.

You're quiet.

I was just thinking.

He'll be all right,

he knows how to look after himself.

Them bovver boys go to the
match just to cause trouble.

I wish he wouldn't go.

Well, maybe Jo'll put the
foot down once they're married.

I hope she doesn't
start bossing him about.

THEY TALK IN NATIVE TONGUE

He kept that quiet. What?

Ron never said he'd sold to Indians.

Why should he? You'd have thought he'd
have mentioned it, that's all, as a courtesy.

Honestly, Donald.

Hiya, If you need
anything, give me a shout.

Thank you. My name's Parinita.

You can call me Nita.

Oh, that's lovely. I'm Betty.

Betty.

What are you stood there for?

Open the door!

I won't know how many
bottles of milk to order.

What are you talking about?

After he's gone.

There you go, take one of your
happy pills, make you feel better.

'..rising unemployment could lead
to further riots in the inner city.'

They're not happy pills,
they're anti-depressants.

I've been taking them for weeks
now, I don't feel any different.

And that doesn't help either, all that doom
and gloom, who wants to listen to that?

He was always going to get
married, love. I know that.

You'll still see him,
just not as often.

Jo's flat's 15 minutes away in a car

and we can invite them over
for Sunday dinner.

It won't be the same.

You can start setting that table.

Don't use them plates,
use the best ones.

We're back! Thank God for that.

Guess what, we won!

You all right?
Yeah, you daft ha'peth.

There's some beers in the fridge.
Told you. Nice one.

About bloody time they won summat.

Listen, darling, I didn't know which
trousers you wanted to wear tonight

so I've ironed both yer jeans and yer
new black trousers, they're on yer bed.

What am I going to do when I don't
have you to look after me, eh?

Jo's not going to be ironing
yer kegs for you, mate.

She can't even bloody cook,
pardon my French, Mrs S.

It's all right, he can
come home if he gets hungry.

So, it's tonight they find out their
daughter's marrying a plonker, is it?

Piss off! Come here and say that.
Come on, fat boy, come on.

Watch me dad's garden.

See you later. See you later, mate.
Shit! Hiya.

Hi. It's all right, I'll get that.

Thank you.

It's a great album.
Yeah. It is a good album.

Do you want a hand?

No, it's all right,
I can manage, thanks.

You moving in then?

Looks like it. Great.

I'm Mark, by the way.
Pleased to meet you, Mark.

I'd shake but you've got a box.

Don't tape over me Juliet Bravo
will you, I haven't watched it yet.

I'm not, I've started a new one.

What side's Starsky
and Hutch on anyway?

I don't know, have
a look in the paper.

Why he can't do it himself,
I don't know.

Oh, my God, they're here.

Go and tell him.

Have you got the wine?

Dad?

I didn't know they
made wine in Australia.

Don't say that, they'll think we
never drink the stuff. Well, we don't.

Yeah, we've got a very healthy wine
industry, Don, in fact it's booming.

It's Donald. Eh? Donald.

Yes, we've even got McDonalds.

Plenty of takeaways. He's a bit deaf.

In fact there's nothing
much we're short of.

So he's not going to starve.
How do you mean?

Sorry about that, I just had to put the
Yorkshires in, they'll only be a couple of minutes.

Start, don't let it go cold. I think Jo's
talking about when they live there.

Live where? Have I missed something?

No, no, we're just
talking about McDonalds.

Let me help you pour that wine, Dad.

Mark? Mm?

What? What's the matter?

Nothing.

It's fine. I don't believe it,
you haven't told them, have you?

Told us what?

Oh, for God's sake.
Sit down, Joanne.

I'm sorry, I can't keep telling lies.

Jo? Sorry. I don't understand.

I think you'd better tell
us what's going on, son.

Well, it's no big deal.

They've decided to give
Australia a go, that's all.

A, a go? And if it doesn't work,
then we're going to come back.

You're going to live in Australia?

Well, there's not much
happening here, is there?

And, you know, it looks like in a
month or two I'll be out of a job.

Jo's contract's come to
an end and we want to start...

a family, so...
So it makes perfect sense.

He can help me, business is booming,
VCRs are flying off the shelves.

It's the other side of the world.

I know how you feel, Betty.

It was the same for us
when Jo moved over here,

but you sort of get used to it
and there's always the telephone.

Excuse me. I'm just going to...

It hit Christine pretty hard,
because Joanne's real mum comes

from this neck of the woods, in fact
just a couple of miles from here.

I'm sorry, I don't know what...
We used to live in Lancashire

and we adopted Jo when she
was a couple of months old.

We couldn't have kids so
it was adoption or nothing.

All we knew about the mother was that
she gave birth in Askham Grange prison.

And when Jo was about
three-and-a-half,

in fact just before
she started school,

Christine and I decided
to take up the Government

on their Ten Pound Pom offer.

Right. That's why when we heard that
Joanne had got a contract over here,

Christine, God bless her, was convinced it
was an excuse to look for her real mother

and that we'd never see her again.

So you can imagine our relief
when we heard she'd met Mark

and she was coming home.

Bloody hell, what's happened?

Hang on, I think we've got
a torch in the drawer.

Is it a power cut? I don't think so,
electricians are against strike.

They've been digging up
the road outside though.

What did we do with
all them candles, Betty?

Oh, come on, love,
it's not that bad.

Where are you going, Betty?

Betty, love.

SHE SOBS

What are you doing, love?

Where are yer?

Betty?

Oh, there you are.

I know it's a shock

and it's a big thing for
us to get our brains round,

but we'll get used to the idea.

Anyway, we've still got each other.

Betty, did you hear
what I said, love?

Come on, love,

you can't stay up here all
night, we've got guests.

Tell them to go home!

You lied to me,
you told me you'd told them.

I did tell her, I said we were going over
for a bit, she thought I meant a honeymoon....

A bit? Were you just going
to write them a letter?

When were you going to tell me?

Or were you just waiting to embarrass
me in front of both our parents?

Jo, the last thing I want to do...
I don't know how the bloody hell

you're going to put this right, lad,
she's beside herself.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I'll get it.

Hi.

Hi.

We don't have any candles, I just
wondered if you had any spare?

Candles?

Sorry, it's just you just look
so different with your clothes on.

I mean, in your costume.

Sari, whatever you call it!

I'll take that as a compliment.
Yeah, yeah, it was meant as...

What are you doing?

I was... This is our new next door neighbour, she'd just
come round to see if we had any spare candles.

Hi, I'm Jo, Mark's fiance.

Pleased to meet you.

I'll just go see if we've got any.

Were you flirting with her?

Oh, God, anything else?

Sorry, I think
we've only got four spare.

That's great, thanks. My pleasure.

I didn't get your name. Asha.

Asha.

It means 'in the
twinkling of an eye'.

Beautiful.

There we go.

Jo? I can manage.

Come on, just let me...
Thank you.

Well, I'm sorry how
things turned out,

it's not like
Betty to take to her bed.

We understand. It's just a pity
we didn't get to taste

the Yorkshire puddings, that's all.

Another time, eh? Perhaps she'll
make them when you come over to Oz.

Me dad won't be coming over,
he doesn't fly.

There's nothing to it, once you're up,
I mean, you forget you're in the air.

Right well, er, thanks
for a great night. Pleasure.

Will you tell Mark's mum
I had no idea she didn't know?

Of course, love.

Ooh! Just as you're leaving, bloody
typical. And there was light!

I'll just see them out.

Come on, love. Jo, come on.
OK. Bye bye.

Good night. Good night, Don.

We'll have time for us now.

We can go off on weekends to Whitby,

to that guest house you like.

I don't want to talk about it.

Where are you going?

I'm going to make
a start on them pots.

It's ten past eleven!

I'm sorry, Mam.

I was going to do all that.

Are you going to talk to me?

No.

Look, I know this is
a big shock for you.

The reason I didn't tell you before is
because I didn't want to hurt you.

You have hurt me, Mark.

You've broken me heart.

You've still got me dad?

I don't love him.

I've never loved him.

Mam!

It's the truth.

Why did you marry him then?

I don't know.

Because he asked me,

because he could dance.

Because he could dance?

You must've felt something for him,
cos you stayed with him all these years.

I should've left him
when I had the chance.

Because...

..there was someone else.

What?

Someone I loved.

He used to live in the flat
below us in Reginald Terrace.

They called him Craze,

short for Crazenovski,
he was Polish.

Wait a minute, I don't...

..what are you saying?
We had a bit of a...thing.

An affair, if you like.

Went on for a few months.

I can't stop thinking
about you, Betty.

'He wanted me to run away with him.'

Why didn't you then?

I don't know.

I couldn't.

He had no job and
he owed money to everyone.

You were just a baby,
I had to put you first.

Anyway,

in the end his wife shot him.

Shit!

What did she do that for? Cos of me,
cos she found a letter I wrote him.

God.

I really, really loved him, Mark,

with every breath in my body.

Come here, come here.

She can't be Craze's and Moira's daughter,
it'd be too much of a coincidence.

Yes, but they took Moira
to Askham Grange,

I know that because Mr Solomon
told me and she's the right age,

Margaret, and come to think of it
she looks like Craze.

No, she doesn't, she's just got
the same colouring, that's all.

Betty, love, yer clutching at
straws.

Are you coming with us or what?

# You'll go down for the pigs today
You'll never believe your eyes

# There's pickets, pickets everywhere
They're fighting for jobs

# The Tories don't care

# Since the day
McGregor took over the coal board. #

And what if she is their daughter?

What difference does it make?

It's not like she's related, is it?

Not like she's your blood?

You're just trying to come up
with a reason for him not to

marry Jo and then he won't have
to go off and live in Australia.

That's all it is, be honest.
It's not just that.

Come here.

What you like?

Don't tell me you still think
about him after all this time?

I loved him, Margaret.
I know you did.

I've still got all this...

..stuff inside.

I just can't explain.

You've got to get
yourself a life, Betty.

There's a lot going on, you should
get involved with things and stop

thinking about him and the past and
stop fretting about your Mark.

You don't understand,
Mark is my life now.

Well, he shouldn't be, that's bloody
crazy. I haven't got anything else.

Only cos you don't
want anything else.

You don't get a medal for stopping
with Donald, you know?

We've moved on, love.
What's that supposed to mean?

You could divorce him,
you could go to college.

You could get yourself a job.
College?

Things have changed, love,

but you've stayed the same.

You've lost yerself, Betty.

You've lost who you are.
CROWD: Scab, scab, scab!

I'd better go.
Donald will be wondering where I am.

Scab, scab, scab!

What about you?

Right, come on, girls!

It's not like yer mother not to leave
a note if she's going to be late.

She's probably with Auntie Margaret.

Yeah, that's what I'm worried about,

she's a bad influence.

And you know what yer
mother's been like lately.

Yeah, well,
happen if you treated her right.

This has got nothing
to do with me, lad.

This is all about you flitting
off to bloody Australia. Is it?

Might've known it'd be my fault.

She was on those tablets
before she found out I was going.

Yeah, she went on 'em week after
you told her you were engaged!

Truth is, Dad, if you showed her a bit of
affection sometimes instead of...

What? Instead of what?
Criticising her, telling her
what to do all the time.

If you just put your arm
round her once in a while,

told he that you loved her.. Steady
on, now just hold your horses.

Since when did you become
an expert in married life?

Since I realised that
me mother was so unhappy.

You have no bloody idea
what you're talking about.

Haven't I? I'm not blind, I've
seen how you are with her, Dad.

Oh, right, go on
then, what've you seen?

Last Tuesday. She made you steak and
kidney pie, green beans and roast potatoes.

Yeah? Yeah. She was in here fussing around as usual
putting your dinner on a tray with your salt and pepper,

knife and fork, little bit of kitchen roll
brought it through to you in the living room.

You were sat there
watching the news. So?

You never even looked at her!

You just took the tray off her.

I'm thinking, "Go on, say it",
say that little magic word

that you always taught me
to say when I was a kid,

but no,
you eyes never left that telly.

That was... Oh, I tell a lie, Dad,
you did say something. "Gravy"!

That's what you said. No, I didn't.

You did, Dad.

You said "Gravy"!

And did you ever wonder why I always eat
me dinner on a tray in front of telly?

There's no point me saying
anything... I'll tell you why,

your mother wants to wait and have
hers with you. That's why.

And I'd sit here listening to the
pair of you in't kitchen, laughing.

We weren't laughing at you.
You don't get it, do you? What?

It's that I wasn't included.

Sometimes I'm like
a stranger in my own home.

Do you know what that feels like?
You're paranoid.

DOOR SHUTS
We're in here, Mam!

You never let me in, either of you,
and that's a fact.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I've got us some
pizzas for our teas.

Pizzas?!

Oh, lovely.

We was just wondering
where you were, that's all.

I'm off up to get washed.

Have you two been rowing again?

I'm bloody sick of getting the
blame for everything in this house.

Have you spoken to Jo yet, love?

I tried ringing her,
but she hasn't rung me back.

Well, that's no way to carry on.

We're supposed to be getting married in a week,
she can't even be bothered to pick up the phone.

I tell you, if everything hadn't been arranged
and her parents hadn't...

Things can be unarranged, love.

You have to be sure
she's the right one.

The thing is, if you love someone,

you shouldn't be thinking about
someone else, should you?

What do you mean, love?

That lass from next door.

No, forget it, it's stupid.

No, no, no, have
you got feelings for her?

Right, what are we having
with this pizza then?

Nothing.

It's got everything on them,
you just have them on their own.

Now, are you going to have
it in there and watch the news?

# Some day I'm going to write

# The story of my life

# I'll tell about the night we met

# And how my heart can't forget

# The way you smiled at me. #

They always smell so much better when you can
get them out in the fresh air, don't they?

I didn't see you there.
Are you settling in all right?
Oh, yes,

it's so much quieter
here in the suburbs,

but do you often have power cuts?

Oh, no, not since
the three-day week.

Donald thinks it was something
to do with the roadworks.

Thank you for the candles
you gave to my niece,

we couldn't have managed without
them. That'll have been our Mark.

Is your niece staying with you then?

Just while she's at university,
she's studying engineering.

Engineering?
She's a very clever girl.

My brother was worried about her living in
the city centre with the riots. Yeah.

I think her and our Mark
quite hit if off.

Perhaps they could be friends,
you know, and go out together.

No, no, I don't think
that would be possible.

My brother has someone in mind for
Asha, a friend of the family,

he's studying to be a chiropodist.

Betty!

I'd better go.

What are you doing
home at this time?

I've been laid off.

They called eight of us into the office and
told us they were making us redundant.

No.

Over 30 years I've grafted
at that forge.

Bastards.

Your dad's been made redundant.

Well, I saw that coming.

I sorted some stuff out
for the miners' jumble sale.

I won't be needing any
of that lot any more.

You only got this at Christmas.
What's wrong with it?

Nothing, nothing but it's going be hot
over there, I won't be needing jumpers.

So you and Jo have made it up then?

Yeah, yeah, I think it was a bit of
pre-wedding nerves, for both of us.

What about the Indian girl?

I don't know her,

not really, do I?

And besides, I love Jo.

She makes me happy.

I didn't see her for three nights on
the trot and I missed her like hell.

Sit down.

I know this is going
be tough for you.

Her dad was telling us that her real mother
gave birth to her in Askham Grange prison.

Yeah, so?

So that was about the same time as Craze's wife
was in there and she was pregnant as well.

What you trying to say, Mam?

I don't know...

..I've just got a bad
feeling, that's all.

Any chance of some money
for the miners, love?

Cheers, love, thank
you very much, cheers.

Support the miners!
Support the miners!

Can I help you? Yes,
I'm trying to find a friend of mine,

she was in Askham Grange prison
in the '50s, she had a baby.

Moira Crazenovski.

Well, that'll be £5
for a certificate.

I don't want a certificate, I just want to
know whether she had a boy or a girl.

I'm afraid I can't tell you that. We have to
issue certificates and it costs £5.

Spare change? I'm so sorry, but I'm
going to have to have me pound back.

I've got to pay for a certificate
and I haven't enough money.

I can't open the tin, love, but I might have
a bit of change of me own. Hold on.

Thank you, I'd be ever so grateful.

Have you heard the latest? The NUM have
called a conference about going back to work.

They're going to put it to a vote.

Oh, that's terrible.
If you've just got another 5p, love.

Hold on. There you go.

Oh, thank you, love, thank you.
Cheers, love.

I'm sorry, there's a note attached to
that file, so for legal purposes we

can't issue a certificate
for that particular entry.

I just want to know whether
or not she had her adopted?

You know, don't you?

Can't you just tell me?

Can't you just say yes, or no,
or nod your head?

It wouldn't bloody hurt you, would
it, just to shake or nod your head!

My son is going to make the biggest
mistake of his life and it'll be your fault!

There's your money back and I'd like you to
leave right now or I'm going to have to call for security.

Look, I don't care about bloody
security, just tell me.

Get off me! You're hurting my arm.

You all right, love?

# I cried a tear

# Because of you

# I cried a tear

# Because we're through

# I cried a tear

# What else could I do?

# But cry and sigh

# For love of you. #

Are you from the welfare? No, no,
I used to live here years ago.

There isn't someone called
Moira living here, is there?

No, honey, just me and me family,
we're waiting to be rehoused.

Stop looking at her and come on.

Come on, hurry up.

So what happens if the weather's
bad, do I get me money back?

Can you hang on a minute?

Where the hell've you been?

York. Why can't
anyone ever bring the milk in?

The birds have pecked the cream.
Are you all right?

What are you doing
home at this time?

I've been made redundant.

Oh, yes, I forgot.

How can you forget? Give me strength.

Mark and Jo are in
there waiting for you.

Are you still there, Mr Fairburn?

Hiya, Mum. Hi. Hi.

We took the afternoon off work to go through
a few last-minute wedding things. Lovely.

And we thought we'd take you
out for tea. Oh, no, love.

I'm not up to it, love, sorry.

Come on, Mum, it'll get you
out from under Dad's feet.

All right, then.

So I think my
cousins aren't going to come.

Well, we can see them
when we're out there.

I don't know what you've
brought me here for.

You're always saying
how much you like it.

Craze, you're going to tip the boat!

Give up!

Open your legs. No.

Open them.

Who's going to see?

Mam! What? You weren't listening.

I was just saying we'll go
to that lakeside chippie.

Oh, no, no, I'm not hungry.

Anyway, your dad'll be in a mood,
he's been on his own all day.

We'll take him a fishcake home.

First there's someone we'd
like you to meet. What?

Hi!

Sorry we're late.

I was worried
I might have missed you.

This is my mum, Betty.

I'm so pleased to meet you,
I've heard such a lot about you.

This is my birth mother, Ingrid.

Your birth mother?

Yeah.

I had to give Jo up for adoption
when she were two month old,

but thank the Lord she
found me again last year.

We thought you two should meet.

It might put your
mind at rest a bit.

We'll find the right
time to tell Mum and Dad.

Of course, I was ecstatic
when I got the letter.

There hadn't a day gone by
when I hadn't thought of you.

Pity she's going back to
Australia then, in't it?

We've invited Ingrid to the wedding.

Won't your mum and
dad wonder who she is?

No, they won't know half the people there,
they'll just think she's my aunty or something.

Right, I'm going to get my
dad's fishcake and pay the bill.

No, Mark, I'll get that.
No, you won't, it's fine, honestly.

I'll come with you,

let you two get to know each other.

Jo told me that you'd got concerns.

No, not really.

Well, when her father told me you'd given
birth to her in Askham Grange prison

I thought maybe you were the woman who
shot her husband at the fairground.

I didn't want Mark making a mistake.

Why would it have been a mistake?
That was a crime of passion.

How do you know?

Cos we were friends and she told me.

We were both pregnant so they
put us to work in the laundry.

I was 19 and Moira
took me under her wing.

They transferred her to Holloway after she'd
had the baby and she got out in '71.

We used to send
Christmas cards every year

and then we just sort of lost touch.

Last I heard, she was living
in a women's refuge in Garforth.

# Going to the chapel and
we're gonna get married

# Going to the chapel and
we're gonna get married

# Gee I really love you
and we're gonna get married

# Going to the chapel of love

# Spring is here, la la la
Sky is blue, wo wo wo

# Birds all sing as if they knew

# Today's the day we'll say "I do"

# And we'll never be lonely any more

# Because we're going
to the chapel... #

Margaret and Graham are here, Mam!

Mal's had to go down to
London to vote on the strike,

they don't think he's going to
make it back up for the reception.

Well, someone has to look after
this country, we can't all just

flit off to Australia and
leave it to go to rack and ruin.

I've ironed all your shirts,

your suits are both in there,
both dry-cleaned.

And your toiletries and your wash
bag in that front compartment.

I don't know what to do with all these
records and stuff, all your paraphernalia.

I tell you what.

I'll just shove them up here,
out of the way.

You don't half keep a load of junk, you know
you've still got my old highchair up there?

I kept it,

just in case you had a little...

Might as well give it away now.

I should've had some rubber soles
put on these shoes,

they're not going
to last two minutes.

I'm worried about her, it's such a
wrench him going to live over there.

Well, the real problem is she's
being too much of a mother
and not enough of a wife.

For God's sake, Donald, you sound like someone
from the dark ages, what's the matter with you?

And don't you go telling her...
Uncle Donald, news'll be on soon.

You're just going to have to bite the
bullet and fly, otherwise you'll lose her.

What do you mean, lose her? Hiya.

Now then, what a picture you look.

Ah, you look lovely, Betty.

You'll put them Ozzies to shame.

So do you, love.

Oh, God, this is it.

'A vote, Mr Scargill said, for
leaving things as they were.

'Then a narrow conference vote brought
a tight-lipped Mr Scargill to this announcement.

'The conference has decided

'that the
National Union of Mineworkers

'shall organise
a return to work on Tuesday.'

Oh, no. It can't be.

What? They're mad.
'And that the dispute in this
industry will continue

'until the aims
are completely fulfilled...'

No. I don't believe it. That's it, we've lost,
we'll lose the pit and all those jobs, it'll all go.

It's all right, Mum. Yeah, but
you'll still have your Graham.

'We've decided to go back for
a whole range of reasons,

'the conference today.
One of the reasons is...'

# I know this much is... #

Do you think the
weather's going to hold up?

It's looking a bit cloudy up there.

Don't worry, if it rains we'll
just do photos indoors at Parkside.

'He'd like me to play A Certain
Smile, by Johnny Mathis.'

I have this record.

So have I.

Then we have to dance to it.

Come on, what are you frightened of?

Nothing.

# A certain face

# Can lead an unsuspecting heart

# On a merry chase

# A fleeting glance

# Can say so many lovely things

# Suddenly you'll know

# Why my heart sings... #

Betty?

Craze! What you doing, Mam? Cra...

I'm so sorry. That's all right.

I thought you were...

I thought you were
somebody else, I'm so sorry.

Betty? What are you doing?

Nothing, I just thought he
was someone else, that's all.

Is she all right? Oh, for heaven's
sake, will you all stop fussing?

Make her happy, won't you?

I'll try my best.

Got the ring, haven't you?

You look lovely. Thank you.

I've been in touch with Moira
and she said...

What did you do that for?

I'm sorry, I thought you said...
What's the matter?

Betty? Who is she?
You all right, Mum? Nobody, nothing.

Don't ask me about this wedding,
I don't know anything.

ORGAN PLAYS: # "Here Comes The Bride

Dad, you're going to make me cry!

Please be seated.

I'm having one of my flushes.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered
together here in the sight of God...

I wish I'd brought my fan.

..to join together this man
and woman in holy matrimony.

Marriage is a gift of God...

I don't think I've got a tissue.
Just take deep breaths, love, you'll be all right.

It is given that as man and woman
grow together in love and trust,

they shall be united with
one another in heart, body and mind

as Christ is united...

# Never know how much I love you

# Never know how much I care

# When you put your arms around me

# I get fever that's so hard
to bear, you give me fever. #

..Husband and wife together

in the delight and tenderness
of sexual union.

In which each member of the
family... What is it, Betty?

..may find strength, companionship...
I've got to get out of this place.

Betty! Where are you going?

Marriage is a way of
life made holy by God.

CONGREGATION WHISPERS

Is she all right? Just carry on.

Sorry, love, I thought
it was the bride and groom.

WINGS FLAP

# Fever in the morning

# Fever all through the night. #

Oh!

You bloody stupid bitch!
What do you think you're playing at?

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

She's going to miss
her son getting married.

Yes, Margaret,
I'm well aware of that.

Well, she might be stood outside
the door waiting to get back in.

Rings, please.

# Romeo loved Juliet

# Juliet, she felt the same

# When he put his
arms around her... #

Just pull round this corner
and drop me at the end.

Thanks. That was very good of you.

I can walk from here.

Oh, hello, love.

Betty! Betty! You have a visitor.
What? She's in my house.

No! I don't want to see anybody.
Tell them I'm not here.

But I found her fainted
on your doorstep.

You must see her!
Yes, yes! Come, come.

Come, come.

Look who I found.

Hello, Betty, love.

It's me, Moira!

I feel so stupid. I didn't even
know if I'd got the right house.

Ingrid phoned and I just wanted to leave
a card and present for your Mark.

I came over all funny.

I said I didn't think
you'd be back till later on.

So you were two neighbours like us?
Yeah!

Betty was the only
one who'd talk to me.

She used to live in
the flat below us.

Oh, how nice of you to make
contact again, go over old things.

I'm just making some tea.

Oh, please, Betty. Please, sit, sit.

Hey, she's all right, her, in't she?

I thought all Indian houses
smelt of curry, but this one don't.

It's not much. It's...

It's a...

nesting box.

We make them at the centre I go to.

Ingrid said your Mark's a lovely lad.

He's going to live in Australia.

Oh, well she never told me that.

There you go.

I don't want to see you
again near my garden!

Betty?

Where the bloody hell is she?

Betty?!

I went back to Newcastle after I got
out, but I couldn't settle up there.

People knew me, and I wanted to
be down here just in case...

Did you know I had a baby boy?

Ingrid told me.
Seven pounds, ten ounces.

I fed him meself for the first three weeks, till they
took him off me. Why did they take your baby away?

Cos I was in prison.

Weren't allowed to keep your
babies then. It's all changed now.

In prison?

They gave me Epsom salts
to get rid of me milk.

It broke my bloody heart.

He was all I had left of Craze.

I called him Alex -

after his dad.

Milk and sugar?

Oh, yeah - black, two sugars, please.

I expect the couple who adopted him changed
his name to something else. They usually do.

Anyway, they said they'd put
a letter on the file in case
he came looking for me.

That's why I wanted
to stay in the area.

I mean, he hasn't yet, but...

you never know, do you? One day...

Betty?

Oh, no, sorry,
I don't want anything.

So you must have been dead proud
watching your Mark get married today!

Yes, so proud.

No... I felt terrible.

Really?

Ah, well, I suppose you're
going to miss him,

going to live on the
other side of the world.

But at least you've had your son
all these years,

which is more than I have.

You had Craze!

And you killed him. What?

I'm sorry, nothing.

Forget I said it, I'm...

No, I can't!

What did you mean by that?

I'm so sorry,
but I'm going to have to go.

Where are you going? You can't
just say that and walk away!

Don't touch me!

I thought you were my friend.

I'm not your friend!

I don't even like you. Oh, right.

Right, well, say it like it is, pet!

Please don't. What do you expect?

You shot a man three times!

He was a human being,
flesh and blood.

Yeah, well, you don't have to
tell me. He was MY husband.

Back to the church, please.

Leave me alone.
I don't want to talk about it!

Yeah, well you brought it up!

I only came to bring your
son a wedding present.

Well, you've brought it, so
now you can go! Listen, you!

I've done my time for what I did and I
didn't come here to be judged by the likes of you.

Well, you might have done your time but
that won't bring him back, will it?

He was a young man, and you robbed
him of his life and you robbed...

What? My son of a father?

Yes, I know! And myself of
the only man I ever loved.

So how could you kill him, then?

You don't know what I had to put up with
- the womanising, the gambling...

Look, this is all my fault. I just
thought I was doing a nice thing.

He was talking about us
having to leave again.

And then when I opened that letter,
I knew he'd been messing
around with some slut.

Only this time it was different,
cos I was pregnant.

And I just lost it,

and I knew he kept a gun on top
of the wardrobe so...

He was my...friend!

We'd talk together, we...

He was a nice person.

Yeah, well, you didn't
have to live with him, pet.

You wouldn't think that if you had to up sticks and
flit in the middle of the night from city to city

not knowing where the next penny was coming from.
You don't know the half of it!

I lived on my nerves for years.
Why d'you think I am like I am now?

There was always someone after
him, you know, looking for him -

some husband or boyfriend
of the woman he was screwing.

No, no. You're lying.

Yes, pet.
I am really sorry to disappoint you.

You wouldn't know about
stuff like that, would you?

With your perfect husband
and your bonny little boy.

Why did you stay with him, then?

Because I loved him,

and I know deep down he loved me.

He didn't love you.

He loved ME.

And I loved him!

You?

God, you stupid bloody cow.

I didn't have you down for his type
and I thought you had more about you.

He wanted us to run away together.

He wanted to live with me properly.

And how many times do you
think I've heard that, pet?

All he loved was the chase!

The number of women who've turned
up on my doorstep telling me they

were the love of his life, and do
you know where my Craze would be?

He'd be behind the sofa begging me
to get rid of them! No, you're lying!

Why would he stay with you?

Look at you!

It wasn't about what
I looked like, pet.

He was a 19-year-old
virgin when I met him.

I taught him everything he knew.
No! No!

He liked rough, dirty sex, Betty,
in every position you could think of!

No! And he liked it
more and more a night.

And do you know there was only one person who
liked it more than him, and that was me, sweetheart!

We were a match! I could kill you!

Yeah, well, now
you know what it feels like!

Now you know.

Get out of my garden!

Leave me alone!

You're not going to get
away with this, you know!

I bet your husband doesn't
know about this. Does he, Betty?

I know you can hear me, Betty!

Why don't you come back to my house?

Open this door!

Open this bloody door!

BANGS ON DOOR

Can you hear me?!

# Evening shadows make me blue

# When each weary day is through

# How I long to be with you

# My happiness

# Every day I reminisce

# Dreaming of your tender kiss

# Always thinking how I miss

# My happiness

# A million years it seems

# Have gone by since we shared a kiss

# But I'll hold you again... #

"Hello, my beautiful Betty.

"I had to write to you, to
tell you how much I miss you.

"My life seems
empty and pointless without you.

"If you feel the same way, please
let us find a way to be together.

"Meet me outside the Hyde Park
cinema on Tuesday at 4.30.

"My angel."

BANG ON DOOR

I know you can hear me, Betty!

I know you can bloody well hear me.

Coming over all prim and proper, when you're
nothing but a two-timing whore!

Please! It's her son's wedding day.

Yeah, well, she's lucky
she's got a son, hasn't she?

Cos some of us haven't!

You're not going to get
away with this, you know!

I'll bet your husband
doesn't know about this, eh?

Does he, Betty? Does he
know you're a two-timing whore?

Woah! Hey!
What the bloody hell's going on?

Are you Mark? Yes. Who are you?

You don't know me, but my
name's Moira Crazenovski.

It's all my fault. I'm so sorry. Listen, I don't know
what you want, but I'm looking for me mother.

Have you seen her? Yes!
She's gone inside the house. Cheers.

I'd like a word with your father.
Well, you can't.

Where is he? Mam? 'Ey, I said where
is he? He's back at the church.

Look, I'm sorry,
but this is my wedding day

and me mam's gone walkabout,
so if you wouldn't mind just...

Yeah, well, I want a word with him! Mam! I
can't get in - you've dropped the deadlock.

I'm not going till
I've spoken to him.

Well, you're going
to have a long wait,

cos right now he's on his way
to the reception with his new
daughter-in-law. All right?

Right.

Betty, it's too tight. I know.

It's a 22-inch waist, that's why!

You didn't really mean it when you said you
loved me and you wanted me to be with you, did you?

Of course I did. You know I did.

I couldn't have got
you so wrong, could I?

You're not really here, are you?

You're in my head.

I'm whatever you want me to be.

Mam!

Are you up there?

Mam!

I know why...

you've come.

Mam!

What's the matter, love?

We've been looking all over for you!
Me dad's going mental!

You've missed me getting married!
No, I didn't. I was there.

Well, you missed the photographs.
Oh, that's a shame.

Jo's going ballistic.

What am I meant to tell her?
I didn't feel well.

Her parents have flown all the way
from Australia to watch her get married.

I know. I know,
and they're lovely people, but...

I don't think anybody'll miss me.

Miss you?!

Of course they're going to miss you!

You're the bridegroom's mother,
for Christ's sake.

Don't blaspheme, love.

What the bloody hell
have you got on?

There's no need for that kind of
language. It's just an old dress.

I didn't want to get my suit dusty.

What the hell are you
doing up here, Mam?

I'm not going to talk to you
if you use language like that.

You know there's a mad woman
outside asking to talk to me dad?

Did you hear what I said, Mam?
Well, that's your fault.

Well, I thought it would be.

You told that Ingrid woman
that I thought she was her

and now she's come back to rake
up the past and cause trouble.

Is that her? Craze's wife?
She's going to tell your dad.

Shit. I don't want him to know,
not after all these years.

Well, if we head off to The Parkside,
then she'll just get fed up of waiting and go.

You'd better get going, love, cos they'll be all
wondering where you are. No!

I'm not going anywhere without you.

Why are you doing this, Mam?

Is it to punish me
for getting married?

It's got nothing to do with that.
I've got to have me own life.

I know, love, and I want you to!
It's just that...

I can't rely on you to
make me happy any more, that's all.

I hope to God you've not stayed
with him all these years for me.

Oh, shit.

We...

Look, we've got about 15 minutes
until we're supposed to be starting

the meal and we're meant to be stood
at the entrance to greet our guests.

You'd better get going, then.
That means you and me Dad as well.

Right.

Right.

Good.

Come on, then. She might still
be down there waiting for me.

Well, if she is, we'll just walk straight past
her and get in that taxi.

Why don't you just
go down and check?

Cos we haven't got time, that's why!

It looks a very long way
down to that cupboard.

I won't let you fall.

Why don't you just go down and check if
she's there and get the stepladders!

And I'll take this dress
off and tidy meself up a bit.

Mam, we really have to go!

It'll only take you a couple of
minutes. They're in the garage.

Fine.

It's supposed to be the
happiest day of my life.

Just wait there.
We'll be out in five minutes.

What the bloody hell...?

Dad! Have we been burgled?

No, she'd locked the door.

I had to break in. She's up in
the loft. In the loft? Donald?

Donald, it's Moira.
Flat 1, Reginald Terrace.

You gotta get up there, Dad
- she's been asking for you.

I need to talk to you. There's a
few things I think you should know.

Like what?
Dad, you've got to get her down.

Please!
I'm trying to talk to my father!

Do you mind shutting your gob! Hey! Hey! I don't
know what you're trying to do, but I know who you are.

She's told me and me dad all about
you and it all happened a long time ago,

so why don't you just...bugger off,
eh? Let things lie.

You know she was having an affair with my husband?
Yeah! And you shot him.

I can't get up there, flap's stuck!

What?

You, bugger off! You've not heard the last of this,
Donald! It's not their fault.

What do you know?

And by the way,
you want to watch your husband,

cos she likes foreigners!

Flap's stuck, Mam!

Can you move it from your side?

Mam?

Betty? Will you answer us, love?

After three.

One, two, three!

She's not here.

Yeah, I can see that.

She must have come down and passed
you while you were in the garage.

How do you account for that trunk
on top of the flap, then, Dad?

You're right. Go on.

Betty, love, we know you're up here.

All right?

Dad! What?

Skylight's open.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

For crying out bloody loud.
Let me get there.

I can't see what
the hell she's doing.

Just ask her what she's doing!
What are you doing, Betty?

I'm admiring the view.

Mam! What?

Well...I got the steps.

Oh. They were right at the
back of the garage, that's

why it took me so long. I hope
you didn't get your suit dirty.

Betty, love?

What?

Nothing. Hey, come on...

Dad, I'm staying here.
Ring the police.

You ring 'em. She won't do
anything daft while I'm here.

Dad's just going to go
and ring The Parkside, Mum.

Tell them we'll...
probably be a bit late.

Oh, well, don't let me hold you up.

You get on. I'm all right up here.

You're sat on the roof!
I know, and I feel so much better.

But it's dangerous, love.

I mean, you're not even
holding on to anything.

You could fall and break your neck.

I think I must have been letting
everything get on top of me.

There's more air up here. You can
see all the birds flying past.

It's lovely! She's lost it.
You've got to call the doctor.

I am staying here, seriously. Do it!

You just stay there, love.
I'll be back in a minute.

I'm not going anywhere. Keep talking to her.
Do you hear me? I heard what you said, Dad.

Our Indian neighbours
put Moira in a taxi. She's gone.

Great.

Mam, it's all my fault, is this.

I shouldn't have sprung Australia
on you the way I did. Oh, no.

It's quite simple, really, Mark.

The problem is,

I gave all the love
I had for Craze to you.

And now that you're going, well...

I don't know who to love any more.

You're not making any sense, Mam.

You can't love me the way you
loved him. I mean, he was...

No, I know. I know it's different.

That was a passionate love, and
ours is just a...it's motherly love.

But you know,

the strength of
feeling is just the same.

She's on the bloody roof.
'You mean outside, sir?'

Yes, I actually mean on top of the
roof, clinging to the chimney,

about to jump any second,
so you tell me which service I need.

'Is that Latchmere Crescent?'

That's right,
Latchmere Crescent, number 48.

As fast as you can.

PHONE RINGS

What? 'Hi, it's Jo.

'Is Mark there?' He's a bit
tied up at the minute, love.

Well, just in case he's forgotten,

our wedding reception's about to
start and I've got 50 guests milling around,

and the hotel staff are wondering
what the bloody hell's happening.

I'll get him to come to the phone.

Hello? Do you know,

you can see Colton Wood
mine shaft from here.

Ooh, it'll be turning tomorrow.

Really?

You're scaring me, Mam.

I don't mean to, love.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I haven't thought it through yet.

Telephone, Mark.

Jo's on the phone.

Mark, did you hear me? I am trying
to get my mother off the roof!

You've got a wife to think of now.

Come on.

I'm just going to
go speak to Jo, Mam.

I won't be two minutes.

She'll be wondering what's going on.

Go on!

Betty, love,

whatever's the matter?

Is it me, Betty? Do I make you
that unhappy? Cos if I do...

Do you know, next door but one have
had a conservatory put on the back.

No.

We could have a
conservatory if you want.

I've a rope here, love.

If I throw it to you,
will you try and catch it?

I'll get there as soon as I can.

'20 minutes, max.' 20 minutes?!

OK, you nearly just
burst my eardrum.

Jo, my mother is having a nervous breakdown.
I can't just leave her on the sodding roof.

Quite frankly, you know, I don't
care what's happening to your mother.

'She walked out of our wedding.'

Not on purpose.
Yes, on purpose, Mark!

She's making a statement.

My parents have spent an
absolute fortune on this wedding.

Do you know what, I couldn't give a flying
fuck how much your dad spent on the wedding.

My mother is about to
jump off a bloody roof!

Help me, Betty, I'm trying me best.

Talk to me, love.

I don't understand it. We've got
everything we could ever want.

A nice house, nearly paid for.

Nice furniture, a car.

They're just things.

OK, well...

We...we could sell the house,
buy a cheaper one.

And now I've been made redundant,
we could get one of those camper vans...

I'm a passionate woman!

I needed a passionate man!

I can be passionate.

You don't even know who I am.

Of course I know who you are. I've
been married to you for 30 years.

You could be married to me for 130 years,
and you still wouldn't know who I was.

You haven't got it in you.

You never even say owt nice to me.

I know I'm not good with words,
but...

You don't even talk to me.

You just sit there in front of
the telly, reading your paper.

It's like I don't exist.

I'm tired.

I've been at work all day,
and I just want to unwind.

What's so hard about talking to me?

I've tried me best, Betty.

I've put food on the table

and kept a roof over our
heads all our married life.

Why did I feel so lonely?

It's like you married me,
and that were it.

No more talking to me, no more
taking me out, no more romancing me,

no more telling me
that you loved me.

It was...you let what
we had die, Donald.

SIREN WAILS NEARBY

Oh, God,
I hope they're not coming here?

I don't think so, love,
unless the neighbours have rung 'em.

If they come and try and
get me down, I'll jump.

No, don't!
Betty, just stay calm, please.

Nobody's going to do
anything you don't want to.

If you'll just tie this rope round
the chimney and hold onto it...

I've delayed the reception
by half an hour or so...

Get back down there and wait
for them, and tell 'em

to turn the bloody sirens off,
or she's going to jump.

Shit! Do you know something?

A part of me was really looking
forward to our Mark getting married.

Cos, if the truth be told, a bit of
me thought this'll be our time now,

yours and mine.

I feel bereft.

I've got nothing left to live for.

Don't say that, love.

I want to be with him.

You can't be, love.

He has to have his own life.

I don't mean Mark.

I had an affair, Donald,

years ago,

when we lived at Reginald Terrace.

With the Polish lad
that lived below?

Did she tell you? Moira?

She's been here.
No, she didn't tell me.

Nobody told me.

They didn't have to.

You never could tell a lie.

I put two and two together.

Why...why didn't you try
and stop it, then?

Why didn't you do summat about it?

Cos you'd have
chosen him, that's why.

I knew you'd gone off me,

but I thought if I just hung
in there and kept me mouth shut,

you might
just see him for what he was.

That's why we moved so fast.

In the end, I borrowed
the money for the deposit.

And I chose this house,

cos I knew it'd have taken you
two buses to get to see him,

and two buses back.

He was a philanderer, and a gambler
to boot. He owed money everywhere.

I knew about that.

He made money out of other
people's misery, Betty.

Jewish people back in Poland.

No, it's not true.

It is! Old man Solomon
in flat five, he told me.

No, no, he got it wrong.

He were only a kid. They asked
him to go and get their jewellery

and their money from their houses,

and when he got back, they'd been
taken into the concentration camp.

And you believed him? He was a
womaniser, Betty. He was a liar.

He wouldn't lie to me. He loved me.

I loved you!

I still do,

even more than I did then.

It nearly killed me
knowing you were with him.

Oh, Donald, I'm so sorry.

SIRENS BLARE

Where the hell have you been?
We took a wrong turn.

Turn yer sirens off! It's not us,
lad, it's the ambulance. And you are?

Mark Stevenson, I'm me mam's son.

Will you turn your
sirens off, please!?

We'll get a ladder up there... No, she's
threatening to jump if you try and get her down.

Has she ever done anything
like this before? Never.

It's me mam, she's normally normal.

No history of mental illness?

Not really, no. She's on
some tablets for depression.

It's been a bit of a
difficult day for her.

Looks like you've got some visitors. Sorry, Mark.
I tried my best. I couldn't stop her. For God's sake.

I am not walking into that wedding reception
without you, you better come down.

You've had my daughter in
tears on her wedding day!

Shut up, I'm talking to him! Oh,
my God, she really is on the roof!

FIREMAN:
What's your mother's name, lad?

Would it help if I spoke to your
mother? No...I dunno...Betty.

ALL SPEAK AT ONCE
Will you all just shut up?

I feel like my brain's going to burst
out of me head! Betty, can you hear me?

Let me talk to her.
I'm Fire Officer Bob Laver.

We're going to get
a cradle and come over

and have a little chat with you if
that's all right, Betty? I'll jump!

Nobody's going to do nothing.
Just keep calm.

Excuse me, let me
have that for a minute.

Betty!

It's me, Margaret. Look, I'll go
with you to Australia. We'll save up!

Look, we're going to be handing
carnations out tomorrow for the lads

who are going back to work,
and we need all the help we can get.

Oh, don't do anything stupid,
Betty, we all love you.

Well, tell them to go away, then.

If you can get me up there,
I think I can talk her down.

I can't, it's against health
and safety. Mark, don't.

Jo, I've got to do something.
Will you let me try?

I'll wear the harness or the
helmet, whatever you want.

You'll get me into big trouble.

For crying out loud...
Listen, Bob, is it?

I am really, really desperate.

How would you feel if it was your
mam? I'd crack open a couple of cans

and pull up a chair, but
let's not go there, eh?

Thank you.
It's all right, Mum, we're coming!

I don't know what they're all doing down there.
They should be at the wedding.

They're concerned about you, love.

I'm concerned, we're all concerned.

What's our Mark doing now?

I don't know.
I get queasy when I look down there.

Tie the other end round your middle.

Go on. Go on, left over
right, right over left.

Betty, when you've tied that round your middle,
you're going to reach out and grab this broom.

Why's he got a broom?
Dad, put the broom down!

Come on, love.

Betty, can you grab it? Come on.

Oh, my God!

Oh, bloody...never mind,
just hang on. I'm coming up.

VOICES CONTINUE BELOW

I'm worried, Mark! Yes,
I know you're worried, Jo!

What the bloody hell's me dad doing?
Donald?

'Mr Stevenson? If you could just stay

'exactly where you are until we can
get a cradle over to you, all right?'

What are you doing? 'Mr Stevenson,
please go back inside the skylight!'

Ooh, Donald!

Can you not get me closer?
We're trying. Just stay there.

'Mr Stephenson? Wait where you are.'

What's he saying?

You need to be closer.
We're going to get closer.

Donald! Oh, Donald!

'Right, the pair of you!

'Don't move a bloody inch!' I don't think I've
got much say in the matter.

Are you all right, Donald?

Never better.

I told you you should have put
some rubber soles on them shoes.

Don't panic, all right?
We will be with you very shortly!

Why are you holding things up?

You're not bloody helping.

Rick, pull your finger out!

Give it another go. I can't
move the cradle. The cradle's stuck.

Oh, will you look at that!
What? It's a balloon.

He's come for me.

Yeah, you're right, love.

I didn't know if the
weather would hold up.

He's coming down in the
grounds of The Parkside.

I booked it for after the wedding.

You booked it?

It was supposed to be a surprise.

I thought it might cheer you up.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe you'd do
something like that for me.

Well, it wasn't entirely for you.

I thought if I'm going to be flying
to the other side of the world,

I ought to get a bit
of practice in first.

Oh, Donald!

Donald, do you mean that?

I do.

I know I haven't been the best husband,
Betty, but... I'm trying to change me ways.

I'm going to throw the rope, Donald.

No!
No, love, you hold on to it, please.

If anything happened to you,
I wouldn't want to live anyway.

Don't say that.

It's true.

You're my life, Betty.

You and Mark, you always have been.

FIRE ENGINE STALLS
Try manual!

MARK: Try anything!
I'm going to throw this rope.

Can you catch it?

Donald!

Mark! Get that thing over here,
and get your dad in it!

I am trying my best!

I'll be gone when you get back down,

but Dad's promised to bring
you out for a holiday,

and you can stay
as long as you like.

I don't want to take Mark
away from you, Mrs Stevenson.

I'm sorry I caused such a kerfuffle.

I don't know what came over me.
It's OK. Are you feeling better now?

I think so.

I will be. I'll have to be.

So long as I haven't
ruined your day.

It'll be something
to tell our children.

Are you ready, Betty?

Yeah, I'm ready.

I love you. I love you too.

Right, come on.

We'll go for a month at Christmas.

Are you sure you're
all right, Betty?

Yeah.

I feel as if I'm dreaming.

He's been planning it for weeks.

He asked Mal for the number.

Here.

CROWD CHEER

Good on you, Dad.

Hey, I'll come with you tomorrow,
give carnations out to the lads.

We'll pick you up at half five.

Watch your back!

Go on, Uncle Donald!

Come here.

Is this passionate enough
for you, do you think?

Well, it's a start.
Good work, Uncle Donald.

Here you go, girl.

Wait till you get past the clouds and into
the sun, and pop one for me. Thanks, love.

Ready when you are, Mr Fairburn.

BALLOON FLAME ERUPTS

Are we going to be all right?

Yes, of course we are.

It hasn't got wheels, you know.

Who needs wheels when we can fly?

See you in Sydney! Love you!

'As I looked into Donald's eyes,
I realised that...he did love me.

'His crime was not to show it.

'Craze was passionate, and
he woke a passion up in me.

'But maybe that's not love.

'Maybe true love is,
as Donald puts it,

'hanging in there,
when you know you're not wanted,

'being there for your other half,
whatever.

'What I know is,

'for the first time in years,

'I feel a glimmer of
hope for the future.'

# But if you let me love you

# It's for sure
I'm gonna love you

# All the way

# All the way. #

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