Original subtitles

How was the counsellor? I hated it. But I'll keep going

because that's what we agreed. Dad. What was he like?

He was a GP, so he was respected.

Should I bring you some clothes?

Some underwear and T-shirts and my green puffer jacket.

That test rules out Christine, not Harry.

He could be the key to all this. You can't be here.

You don't want to piss me off today, Christine.

Who knows what might happen?

Moving to London soon. You never said.

Connor's got the USB. What are we going to do?

I don't know, but I will handle it. Peace offering.

I don't want you spoiling this wedding.

The only thing you give a shit about is yourself.

You want to know the truth? I'll tell you.

It's not working. We have to make him disappear.

Like, what do I do with him? Where do I take him?

Somewhere on the way to the quarry.

There is nothing more important than the love and support

of a good family.

On this happy day, we are stronger and more united than ever before.

SHE WHIMPERS

CAR DOOR BEEPS

I don't see you.

I see Liam.

CAR ENGINE STARTS

MOBILE PHONE BUZZES

MAN SHOUTS

Get the cement ordered, I want it filled in and sealed off pronto.

Don't we need to sign off for the environmentals?

No, that's just a formality. They said it's fine.

How long will it take you? A few days.

This time next week it'll be set and we can get on with the build

All right, great.

Crack on and keep me posted. Yep.

DOOR UNLOCKS

Oh, it's you. Thank God.

Who do you think it'd be?

Well, whoever pinched my keys.

I've been driving around and I saw a light on.

I was just catching up on some bits I missed because of this wedding.

Are you all right? No, not really. I, erm...

I looked at Joe's phone. I know I shouldn't have, but

I just had to know.

And I took a photo.

Well, that's probably nothing. Just a mate.

What do you think I should do?

Go home. Get some sleep.

Talk to Joe with a clear head.

I'm sure there's an explanation.

Well, I thought you would be the first one telling me

to chuck him out. And I will if he's done something.

No need to be rash.

Mind you, you still think best of Harry,

despite all the evidence that you must have played?

I don't think about Harry at all, but you keep dredging him up.

So why are you up so early?

I told you, I took my eye off the ball with this family business,

but it's sorted, so we'll be back to normal.

You should be finding Harry.

Could you just focus on your husband and forget about mine?

I have.

I've asked room service to bring more bubbles.

What's going on? Erm...

I think I lost one of my earrings.

OK, well, I found this on the floor.

It's blood. Did you hurt yourself?

No.

Jamie got upset about Liam and cut his hand on a bottle.

You won't tell anyone? He'd be gutted.

No, no, no, of course not, it's just...

Shame about the dress. It's not like I'll be wearing it again. Yeah.

What do you want to do today? Mm?

Could have breakfast in bed.

Or just bed.

Mm, tempting. But I, erm, I need to pop home. Are you serious?

Yeah.

I need to check on Jamie, Mum, make sure they're OK.

But why wouldn't your mum be OK? Yesterday was a lot for her.

She did well, but

I just need to check.

And then I can relax and be all yours.

I'll be back by lunch. Yeah. What? In bed.

We'll see.

I'm sorry.

I think we both need more sleep and a massive fry up.

Just call me if you need to. Thank you.

And hopefully you're right and I won't have to.

Whose car's that? It's Kate's

I had to pour her it into a taxi last night.

A sign of a good wedding.

♪ We ain't used to seeing money

♪ Watch him turn the corner Turn the dagger

♪ Leave him bloody

♪ Serving the agenda First amendment, Philly sunny

♪ Fire fast approaching I suggest you get to running

♪ Watch the world burn Look how they dance... ♪

Did you get any sleep?

How you feeling?

We're not playing charades, Jamie, you can talk to me.

Sorry.

Come on.

You'll feel better with some food inside you. Come sit down.

CAR APPROACHES

It's Will.

DOOR OPENS

It's done.

No-one's going to find him.

Have you eaten?

I don't think I can. You have to.

To keep your strength up.

What did you tell Gethin?

I made up something about Jamie cutting his hand.

You'll have to wear a plaster.

I made extra just in case. I'm not hungry.

No-one is.

We have to take care of the basics.

Where is he?

Connor.

What did you do with him?

He's in the mine shaft of the quarry.

Once it's filled in, then that's it.

He's gone forever. When's that happening? It's all in hand.

Or do you want to go and check if they're doing it right? No...

I just want to make sure.

Are we even sure he was dead?

We did everything we could. Yeah, but he'd been drinking.

Maybe he was just unconscious.

He was dead.

We don't know, maybe an ambulance could have resuscitated him.

We've been over this, Megan.

I just want to make sure he's not buried alive.

He's fucking dead all right!

I should know.

I had to hold him.

Throw him in.

I'm so sorry.

There's no point dwelling on what ifs and maybes.

No-one wanted this to happen,

but it has and now we need to move through it.

And how do we do that? Because the fry up isn't working, is it?

We need a story.

Something not too far from the truth.

Something that will answer all the questions.

Our story...

...is Conor came to the wedding.

Megan let him stay because she felt sorry for him.

We all did.

He was grateful, he had a good time.

But he could see once and for all, this is our family

and he wasn't a part of it.

So he slipped away during the reception.

We never saw him again.

It's almost the truth.

I really wish it was. Wishing won't change anything.

Just keep saying it to yourself in your head, out loud

until you make it the truth.

And then all the bad things will just fade away, I promise you.

That's how the brain's wired.

How it can be rewired...

...to whatever you want it to believe.

So...

We haven't done anything wrong.

Haven't we?

DISTANT DOOR SHUTS

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

ENGINE STARTS

CONNOR READS: Hope you live happily ever after. Love, Connor.

MESSAGE ALERT

Thanks for coming.

This doesn't feel real otherwise.

Seeing my daughter's wedding pictures on a burner phone.

Especially when it's mainly used by my fellow inmates to send

dick pics to their wives.

You must be a popular man.

It's just one of my little privileges.

Doctor always has his uses in here.

I thought you were clean now, Harry.

Oh, I'm not dealing.

No.

Writing appeals, form filling.

Yeah, doctoring's all paperwork these days,

even in this place.

Which one's that?

Kate.

Looking worse for wear.

Some things never change.

TOY BANGS AND RINGS NOISILY

Megan ran the whole day.

Thanks. Sorry.

Play with that.

And when you get home, draw your dad a picture.

Learn to write him a letter.

Phones are good.

Pen and paper even better.

Oh, I'm her social worker.

What's wrong?

Well, haven't they told you? They said it's not working.

I need a C-section.

Well, don't be blaming yourself. It's just one of those things.

So why are you here?

Did you find my coat?

No. Sorry. I got sidetracked by this wedding.

I'm here because I left you in a mess.

And it's my job to keep a close eye, make sure you're both OK,

being supported.

Nothing scary. Everything's scary.

He knows it, that's why he won't come out.

He's going to be fine and so will you.

They do this all the time.

I keep thinking I'll wake up after and he'll be gone.

Well, it's a good job I'm here because I promise you,

that's not happening. Right?

You'll be sedated, you'll be fully conscious.

You'll see him straight away and be with him after.

Will you be there when he's born?

No, no, no. I can call someone for you if you want.

There's no-one.

No-one I'd want anywhere near him.

Well, you're making good choices.

You can do this, Kayla.

Are you OK?

Why wouldn't I be? Thanks for asking.

I will check in on you in a week's time. Can't you stay?

No. No, not without speaking to my manager and he's in a conference.

The nurses will look after you. Not like you.

Don't leave me.

I'll see what I can do, all right?

Hello, Joe.

Since when do you hang around prisons?

I was upset.

Cut my hand by accident.

Connor came to the wedding.

Megan didn't throw him out. She felt sorry for him.

We all did.

Go!

Showed him that this was our family. That he wasn't a part of it.

He was grateful. He had a good time.

He slipped away during the reception...

...without saying goodbye.

We never saw him again.

ECHO: Oh, my God!

MESSAGE ALERT

What are you doing here?

There's a can of shandy in there. Looks like you need one.

Plus chips. The usual.

I should have waited till after the wedding to tell you about London.

Yeah, you should. I'm sorry.

What happened to your hand?

Erm, look, I just want to be left alone.

Quick one before dinner?

Drink, I mean.

Although... I just need a minute. Beth's downstairs.

Beth?

What? Is she coming to dinner with your mum and the whole family?

We're on honeymoon.

Mum was upset because Beth's been trying to find my dad.

I just want a quick word to sort it out.

What? And then go report back to your mum?

No. And then I'll be all yours.

There'll always be something. It's not like that, is it?

I just get the feeling sometimes, like, I don't know,

your mum only let you marry me to keep you close to her.

She didn't let me marry you.

I do what I want.

Yeah, well, I hope so. I do.

I won't be long. Mm-hm. OK. Take this.

You found Harry. Where is he?

You sure you want to know?

Your dad's in prison.

Prison?

What did he do?

All white collar stuff. Not that that makes it any better.

He got struck off for prescription fraud,

but carried on supplying himself and other addicts until he got caught.

Joe says he hasn't touched anything since he's been inside.

Joe's been in touch with him this whole time?

He sent a few texts over the years

to let him know that you kids are OK.

But today, Harry asked to see him.

Why today? The wedding, apparently.

Joe swears that's all they talked about.

Why is my wedding more important than Liam's funeral?

Or anything else we've been through since he walked out?

It doesn't make sense.

Well, that is why I think there's more to it.

I mean, this could be about Connor.

Harry might have heard something or know something.

Well, we need to see him...

...and find out.

What do you think made you sick at the wedding?

Because we ate all the same stuff.

Mum!

I'll go.

All right, I'm coming.

Can you compare the stars and the moon and say that one is best?

They both shine in the sky each night so beautifully as we rest.

The moon is better.

Everyone is different, my son.

Be true to you. But it is though.

Loads better than stars.

Do you want to hear this or not?

Sorry, Daddy.

No, I'm sorry.

I love you, you know that? I love you, too.

More than the moon.

Within us all is a special light.

MEDICAL TEAM CHATTER

BABY CRIES

He's perfect.

He's perfect.

Hello.

SHE LAUGHS

It's your baby.

You didn't have to do it for real.

I'm a shit liar. Best go method.

How've you been?

Been practising in my lines.

It's not working. We'll get there.

Do you want a coffee? No, thanks.

I'm jumpy enough.

I've got to tell you something.

I'm going to see Dad today.

He's in prison.

Do you want to come?

A nice little treat before school, yeah?

Blueberry muffin for breakfast. And a milkshake.

What? For breakfast? Yeah.

Why not, eh?

Oh, shit. Big brother's checking in.

Don't you mean checking up? Are you going to tell him?

He knew better than any of us. He's not going to like it.

Hey!

Alfie...

...do you want a muffin? And a milkshake, apparently.

It's father-son bonding time, isn't it? Chocolate? Yeah?

I also thought you'd want to know

that the cement is coming tomorrow, so...

We're ahead of schedule. That's good.

Well done.

That's exciting, isn't it?

Er, will you sort Alfie, while I...

Go sit down.

I know you didn't want to know.

But he's your dad too.

What about him?

Beth tracked him down.

In prison. What?!

Just cool it, yeah.

There's no need to fly off the handle.

Alfie's OK.

Are you? At least we know where you get your criminal tendencies from.

Me and Jamie are going to go see him today.

Do you want to come?

Jesus, Megan, if Alfie wasn't in there right now, God help me.

I'm trying to help all of us. What is it about the last few days

that makes you want to go stirring up more shit?

Tracking down that gutless bastard. What are you doing?

I need to find out if he's Connor's dad or not. He's no-one's dad.

Not ours, not Connor's. Haven't you listened to a word Mum's said.

Yes. I'm just not sure I believe all of it.

This is your idea? No, it's mine.

Don't blame him. We're meant to stick together,

not go behind Mum's back.

Why is it always Dad's the bastard, we can't even question Mum?

What you're talking about? He left us and Mum's done everything.

Mum tried to bribe Connor.

Just as he said. She denied it.

Why lie to our faces?

What didn't she want us to find out about Connor?

I don't give a shit. Connor's dead.

Harry might as well be too. Let him rot.

You won't tell Mum, will you? You ruined this family.

Everything that's happened is because of you.

GLASS SMASHES

I dropped my milkshake.

Can't I leave you for two minutes?

It's OK. It's not your fault. No, it's his. It's all his fault.

And you, You do what you want, but don't come crying to me afterwards.

Come on.

Sorry, Daddy.

You don't have to come with me.

Prison isn't exactly the top of my list of fun day trips right now.

The truth sets you free, right?

Is he OK?

He's more than OK.

He's beautiful.

Nurse is giving me shit looks again.

She thinks I can't do this.

That's all in your head.

I spoke to her.

She's going to hook you up with breast-feeding support.

Everything you need.

I've made enough mistakes already.

But they brought me to you.

MOBILE PHONE BUZZES

I've got to go.

Another client.

I want to call him Liam.

I've always liked the name.

I think it suits him.

Would you mind?

Liam.

I won't if you don't want me to.

No.

I love it, too.

Even harder to leave him now.

I'll see you both soon.

This is a therapy thing.

No. Please?

Raise your hands like this.

Have a seat.

I don't know what to say.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I wish I got you something.

A wedding present. I will when I get out.

Whatever you want.

No. I don't want anything from you.

I did when I was a kid.

Birthday presents, Christmas...

Not now. No, of course not.

I'm just, erm...

The only thing I want from you

is to know if Connor Moran is your son.

I'd never heard of him before yesterday.

But could he be your son?

After you left or before?

We don't care. We just, we just need to know.

I don't know what you remember.

But I was a good dad. I mean, I did my best.

You used to watch the football results with me.

Do you remember? Who's Connor Moran?

I've got no idea.

We're wasting our time. No, wait.

You haven't even asked about me.

Do you have any idea who I am?

I know you work at the cafe.

You're seeing a lad from the chippy.

I'm not. We broke up.

Plenty more fish...

...and chips.

Is that meant to be a dad joke?

Look, I've given you my answer.

What more do you want from me?

I want you to give a shit.

Listen, I'll tell you who I am.

I wet the bed until I was 12.

I hated being alone in the dark.

Will said it would me good so...

I cried myself to sleep alone most nights.

Fell asleep on a wet pillow and woke up in wet sheets.

Will told everyone at school,

so I got the piss taken out of me there too.

Mum found out and went mad at Will who went mad at me,

and so it got worse.

You fucked us up.

Every one of us.

And we took it out on each other.

We never blamed you.

We blamed ourselves.

That's how Connor got to us so fast.

Not because he looked like Liam.

But because we'd all been abandoned by you.

You think I'd get used to being let down.

Well, at least this time we get to be the ones who leave.

Come on.

Megan. Jamie.

Son.

Come back.

I cheated on your mum.

It was my fault.

I regretted it forever.

Connor was my son.

I knew it.

Why didn't you just say?

She was a patient. She was...

...vulnerable.

Connor's mum, was she young?

Christ, no. No, nothing like that.

But I was her doctor.

I had to give her some bad news. She was upset, she needed me.

It was a mistake, we both regretted it. She left.

I never saw her again.

I had no idea she'd had a baby, not until I saw the picture

of Connor at the wedding and even then...

...it just didn't seem possible.

They don't teach you where babies come from at med school?

I mean, for him to be out there all this time.

What happened to her?

She died.

Years ago.

So you did keep in touch?

No, but I knew what her bad news was.

And I'm surprised she lived long enough to have Connor.

It explains why he was in the system.

That explains everything.

So why didn't you just tell us?

Because, believe it or not...

...I still love you.

I always have.

And that one mistake, it ate away at me.

It destroyed everything.

Except my love for you all.

That's what kept me going.

And I always had this hope that maybe, you know, one day,

maybe we could rebuild something.

When we're both ready.

Mum. Mm.

The doctor called me.

The results are in from your tests, and it's got worse.

Much worse.

We're looking at weeks rather than months. Maybe even days.

Did they talk to you about it?

Do I look like an idiot to you? No.

It's my test, my results.

Of course they talked to me about it.

Who do you think told them to call you?

You actually wanted me to come?

I wanted a refill.

You mean they didn't tell you?

You mean you didn't bring any? I did.

Got this as well. You might treat yourself now.

Good girl.

Now, take me outside.

They say having a kid adds two years to your life.

Did you know that? No.

That gives me eight extra years. I can't complain.

On the other hand, smoking takes off ten years, at least.

You've done all right, all things considered.

Thing is, I didn't smoke until I had you.

You're the cancer, Christine.

The tumour that's been sapping me

ever since you first took root in my belly.

Which, of course, you ruined, too.

Yeah. Sorry.

The one bright side to dying is...

...I'll be shot of you.

I've spent my entire life looking after people.

Looking after you

when you were drunk and beaten.

Then came Harry, the kids, my clients.

Hundreds. Hundreds of them.

Some I helped.

Some I failed. But I tried.

God, I tried.

Hallelujah, Saint Christine.

And here I am.

Back looking after you, and you can't even bring yourself to say,

thanks for the fucking fags, Christine.

Thank you for the fucking fags, Christine.

MUSIC: A Boogie by Mace the Great

Got your appetite back?

I fed Alfie, put him to bed.

Told him we need some time.

Thought I'd cook us up something special.

How was the accountant?

Fine.

You seem a lot better.

That counselling must be working.

Yeah, well, you know.

They said it'd be up and down for a while, so... Did they?

Is that what they said?

Mm-hm. They said a lot of things, yeah. Hmm.

How do you know what they said

when you never even went?

Of course I went.

I called them to check.

So you're checking up on me now? Don't turn this back on me.

I told you, it's confidential.

They're not allowed to tell you. You never turned up.

That's why they can tell me. You're not a client.

You never even tried. Yes, I did.

I swear.

I'm trying.

I just... I just got a lot going on.

I know you have.

Where did you go instead?

Same place you went during the wedding?

What? What are you talking about?

You know that suit is dry clean.

What mess had you made that was so bad, you had to stick it on

to wash straight away after you'd gone missing for hours?

I had to wash it because I was sick over it.

I always know when you're lying.

Well, try and get out of my head now, all right. I haven't...

You'd better go to your mother's.

I haven't done anything!

What happened?

It's all right. It's fine. I'm coming.

MESSAGE ALERT

Have you done, Christine?

What have you done?

Connor was one of us. We knew it.

I don't know. You don't believe Harry?

I think so. That has to be the answer.

But I just keep wondering if that's the truth...

...why would Mum have been so against Connor?

Bribing him to go.

She's got no reason to protect Harry after all these years.

Maybe she still loves him. Doesn't want to believe he could do it.

Maybe.

What's Mum going to say when we tell her that Harry cheated?

And we did too, going behind her back.

I'll tell her, don't worry.

Mum, I'm sorry. We were going to tell you.

"Mum, I'm sorry. We were going to..."

Just change the record, will you? Don't blame him, it was me.

I know you bribed Connor.

I needed to know why.

So you were hiding something, but...

...it was Dad who'd been keeping the secrets.

Sorry, Mum.

Well, I'm sorry that I lied about the money.

I was trying to make Connor go away before it all ended in tears.

Tried to protect you.

But you're grown ups.

I can only do so much.

We can't do anything for Connor

and we don't want anything else from Harry.

Let's keep this between ourselves.

Don't drag Sam or Gethin into it.

I just want us to trust each other from now on.

Beth said she keep quiet, but, you know what she's like.

Oh, when she realises Connor's gone, she'll drop it.

I'll see to it.

It's going to be even harder lying about Connor

now we know he was family. Family's not just blood.

Harry's not my family. Connor's not my family. You lot are.

Unfortunately.

Go lay the table.

I'll make us some dinner.

Go. I'll go and unpack.

Hiya. I'm glad you came.

HE SCREAMS

If you handle this right and just do what I ask...

I don't know if I can.

Would you rather tell the truth?

Would you rather I tell everyone? No.

So say it.

Go on.

I cheated on your mum.

It was my fault.

I regretted it forever.

Connor was my son.

Connor was my son.

Mum?

Mum?

Do you want some more? No, no, I'm good. Thanks.

CAR APPROACHES

KNOCK ON DOOR

I'll get it. No, it's all right.

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

I'll go.