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(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

NANA: You all right?

What's all the stuff they can ask?

I don't know. I suppose they'll want you to

go over everything that you've told them

and make it official, stamp it, or whatever.

(CLICKS TONGUE) It's terrible, this, putting a kid through this.

No, it's fine.

If you wanna go, just say the word, okay?

Bugger 'em.

And Trin, if she wants to go...

I'll cook my girls breakfast,

blankets on the settees, knuckle down.

You okay, Mum?

Yeah. Wonderful, Beth.

Top of the moon.

Never knew I was so strong.

When I was a baby, I remember every single little thing.

I remember being born, being Jesus.

I was Jesus, Beth.

Don't worry if you can't keep up.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

OFFICER GUNNING: Okay, Bethan, we're ready for you now.

BETHAN: Yeah, sorry, how long is it gonna take?

Sorta depends on you, really.

Yeah. Gonna be okay with her?

Aye, yeah, I got her.

Okay, I won't be long.

Okay. Take a seat.

I'm Officer Gunning.

-And this is Christine. -Hey.

-Christine is an appropriate adult. -Hm?

Did an officer explain about appropriate adults to you yesterday?

-Yeah. -Good.

So Christine's just here to make sure that

you understand everything that's going on

and that you feel comfortable, okay?

Yeah. I just wanted to check.

Is it, like, essential that I do a statement?

Like, can you do the investigation without one?

It's your call.

We'll do the investigation regardless.

But, of course, anything you can tell us will help.

-Okay. -Happy to proceed?

So I'm going to note down everything you say here,

and then I'll ask you to sign it,

and just so you're clear, once you've signed it,

you could be summoned to attend a court hearing.

Uh...

This might sound stupid, but can you do, like, um...

like an anonymous statement?

That's not stupid.

He's your father at the end of the day, isn't he?

But, no. Sadly not in this situation.

Right.

Right, so, if you can just tell me what exactly happened yesterday?

Well, um, me and my mum were in the house.

What time would that have been?

About 2:00.

Um, we were in her bedroom.

-And then I smelled smoke. -Mm-hm.

(KATRINA YELLING ANGRILY)

I'm so sorry. Can I just go out there a second?

Yeah. Go on.

(KATRINA AND NANA CLAMOURING)

Don't touch me.

(WHISPERING) Could you keep your voice down?

Oh, yeah? What are they gonna do, arrest me?

Excuse me, PC Plod.

Is it illegal to chuck a bin?

Well, if you calm down, you won't need to find out the hard way, will you?

-Ooh! -I'm sorry. I'm gonna take her home.

No way. I'll tell you what. It's my bin and I'll do what I want with it.

-Don't touch me, Beth. -Okay.

NANA: Come on, now. We've got plenty of bins...

-KATRINA: Oh, yeah? We've got... -OFFICER GUNNING: Is she gonna be all right?

KATRINA: She's gonna be fine, thanks.

Yeah, yeah. It's just been a lot of stress.

-NANA: And she's got bipolar. -No, she hasn't.

NANA: Let's go home.

No, she hasn't got bipolar. Get your facts straight.

Katrina, come on.

We know you've been through a lot, but you're in a police station.

You don't want to get yourself into trouble.

Oh, sorry, no. I'll be a good girl.

-Yeah... -Stop touching me.

-Let's go home. -Why are you repeating yourself, Beth?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

Don't say sorry. You're fucking lovely.

Get the place cleaned up.

Try, you boring bastards.

-You gonna be okay with her? -Yeah, yeah, we got her.

BETHAN: I'll call the key worker. Sorry.

Give me a call when you're ready to finish your statement.

Thank you. Nan?

KATRINA: See you later, girls. Don't wait up.

-(BETHAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY) -It's all right, you go.

-KATRINA: Oh, fuck! -Mum? Mum?

Slow down, please. Nana's hip is bad.

Perry's got a lovely dick. Shouldn't brag, mind.

-Do you want to be a bridesmaid? -Yeah.

Mum, we'll have to call a taxi.

Come on, dance. Spin around and then do...

-Right. Come on, please. -Just a minute.

-Mum? -It's all right.

NANA: Trin, Trin, come and dance.

Let's all dance together. We'll all dance together.

Nana, I'm gonna call a taxi, all right?

Oh, yeah.

All right, it's okay. We love a dance.

Trin, Trin, come with me, love. Have a dance with me.

Trin, Trin, Trin, have a dance with me.

That's it, that's it, that's it.

KATRINA: Here he is. Going everywhere.

(KATRINA EXHALES)

Fucking hell, mate. It stinks in here. Have you farted?

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Dirty git. What's up with him?

Go on. Fuck off!

-Jesus Christ, Mum! -Boring bastard.

-What's wrong with that? -What are we gonna do?

-We can't walk with her like this. -BETHAN: I know.

All right, okay, here we go. London, Paris.

Get off the road, seriously!

-KATRINA: There she is. -Will you just watch her a minute?

Watch her a minute?

Because she's doing everything wrong.

Trin, come on, come on.

-Let's have a little dance. -Let's have a dance.

(BOTH CONTINUE INDISTINCTLY)

Cam?

Yeah, sorry, something's happened.

Do you think you can come and pick me up, please?

Yeah, I can't really talk right now.

Can you just come?

All right, Mum. I'm gonna take you to Perry's now.

Calm down.

KATRINA: Tell him to put the champagne on.

(KATRINA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Uh, how much to Ael-Y-Bryn?

-Uh? -(KATRINA TAPPING SEAT)

-Yeah? -No, I think you should go in the back seat, here.

-KATRINA: Yeah? -BETHAN: Yeah, yeah.

-Is that the chauffeur? -Go on, then.

Get it the back. Seat belts on, Mum.

Come on, Nan. Go around there.

KATRINA: Put the radio on. Get in the back.

Come on, get some music on.

KATRINA: Slowly. Oh, she's always doing that. Awkward.

Did I tell you I was reading the Bible?

I'm up to about chapter five. It's really good.

BETHAN: Can you take us here, please?

KATRINA: Cheer up, Charlie. Come on. (WHOOPING) Get going.

Got stuff to do. Somebody's waiting.

Come on, cheer up, Charlie.

Cheer up, Charlie.

Cheer up, Charlie. Cheer up, Charlie.

All right, well, stick it on the tab, drive, yeah?

Get it to the car wash, yeah?

Thank you. I'll call you later, okay?

I don't want to leave you. I'll come in.

Nah, I got it. It's fine.

Well, I'll wait here for you, then.

Please, just go. I said I'll call you later.

Dirty, horrible liar!

(KATRINA HYPERVENTILATING)

Come on now, Trina.

You're trying to break us up, aren't ya?

-No, I'm not. -Yes, you are.

You can never be happy for me, can you, eh?

-Mum... -Pathetic! (SHUSHING)

You need help.

Perry wants you to get better, Mum. I promise.

-Bollocks! -I'll bring him in, okay?

I trust you as far as I can throw ya.

-We will, won't we, Nan? -Yeah, of course, we will.

Cheated on your son. What you think about that, sweetheart?

-It's none of my business. -That's right.

'Cause I'm a fucking genius.

Billy Blue Wiz.

King fucking Tutu. (THUDS) Yeah?

-BETHAN: I don't know... -I'm talking to you!

Listen to me!

-I am... -You never listen to me!

Nobody ever listens to me! (SOBBING)

(GROANS) Hang on, kid.

-You okay? -Yeah.

Yeah? You need to get home, put your feet up.

Nothing else we can do today, Nan.

I'm not leaving without you.

-You can come back with me. -Nan.

Stop being so stubborn

and let me look after you for once.

Honestly, it's fine. I just wanna be in my own bed tonight.

I need to go and find Perry anyway.

What did I do wrong?

How did I make him?

Yeah, well, I have been wondering.

Oh, Nan! No.

It's not you. You didn't do anything.

He's just a psycho.

Ah, you could say that again.

Did you know about Perry?

Yeah. Did you?

No. Well, I didn't know-know.

Right.

-Loves you, my girl. -Love you.

-You get off. -Okay.

I'm going to call Peg-Leg Garage to see if he's got the moped.

Shut up, okay? I'll get you a taxi man.

Come on.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

BETHAN: Let's go.

(INDISTINCT LAUGHTER, CHATTER)

-FFION: Beth. -Hey.

Oh, hey, look. Come on.

Guess what? We're staying in the B and B,

which means we get the bed and the breakfast.

Is it? Have you got a telly?

Yeah, a big one.

Oh, wow.

-Hiya, love. All right? -Hiya.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault, is it?

They followed you there, you backstabbing little bitch.

If anything, it's happened to you, too.

(FFION SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

-PERRY: Oh. -BETHAN: Oh, wow! (CHUCKLES) That was high.

(FFION GRUNTS)

Do you know how much stuff was lost?

Oh, we haven't been allowed back in yet.

Structure's not safe, they say.

Mad, innit?

Yeah.

It's her baby stuff I'm gutted about.

And Sarah's diaries.

That was my wife. She died. Did your mum tell you?

Daddy, are you sad?

No. Why don't you do some more big jumps? That'll cheer me up.

FFION: Okay.

-Well, it's only stuff, innit? -Mm.

This must be awful for you.

It's pretty shit, yeah.

She's dying to see you, Per.

If you've got time tomorrow, visiting starts from 2:00.

I can watch Ffion if you need someone.

I... I can't, love. I...

You know I would if I could, but I...

I can't have anything happen to my girl.

FFION: Beth.

Look how cool this is, babe.

Go on, girl. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, of course, it's okay.

-It's not okay. -It is, honestly.

My mum will understand.

If your dad got out, or...

Sends a friend.

I know.

I do love your mum.

I just wish I could have helped, you know?

I know.

(EXHALES)

Look, do you need anything? Money, or...

It's okay, I'm fine. Don't worry, thank you.

All right, I gotta go now, Ffion.

Can't you get dinner with us?

We can have chips.

-That sounds lush. Next time, okay? -Yes.

Can you do my hair next time like yours?

Oh, your hair's lovely as it is.

-Ciao, be good, you. -Bye, Beth.

(MOBILE VIBRATING)

(SNIFFLES)

(SNIFFLES)

Excuse me. Hiya. Do you have any flower seeds, please?

Thank you.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Hi, Mum.

Nurse said you haven't slept a wink. You must be knackered.

Mum?

This is really hard, Beth.

I know.

Being flooded.

Yeah.

Shall we sit down?

(WHISPERING) Shall we sit down?

Yeah?

Perry at work?

Probably, yeah.

He's coming in later?

I don't think so.

No.

Can you call him?

No, Mum.

He loves you. Thinks you're brilliant.

You are brilliant.

But with everything that's happened, he's...

He's got to look after Ffion.

Do I have to stay with Dad, then?

No.

No, you haven't.

We can move out, just me and you.

Yeah?

Look what I brought you.

Pink roses.

Your favourite.

Me and you are gonna plant these, okay?

(WHISPERING) In our own little garden.

You don't need him, Mum.

You've got me.

I'll never leave you.

I promise.

(WHISPERING) Just me and you.

(KATRINA INHALES, EXHALES)

(METAL SCRAPING)

Now, where the hell have you been?

-Fuck, has she seen that? -Yeah.

Is everything okay? I've been calling you.

No, it's been a nightmare.

Had tonsillitis again, and then I fucked up my phone.

Dropped it in the sink.

Cam's been trying to get a hold of you as well.

She's been really worried, babe.

Yeah, I know, it's fine. I spoke to her.

Where's Lydia now?

I don't know, but I've got to get this off, so.

Let me help you.

Honestly, Lyd, most people won't even notice.

TRAVIS: You know, I'm going to Mrs Francis and get her to check CCTV.

No, don't do that.

I'm going to. He defaced school property.

I'm going to get him suspended.

What's the point, though?

(SIGHS) Anyway, it's not just that.

I failed the English coursework.

Got an F.

Oh, shit. I'm so sorry. I totally forgot.

Yeah, well, you're always busy these days, aren't you?

-Lyd. -Whatever. It's not your fault I'm a dumb bitch.

Now, that is not true.

I am, seriously.

Like, I genuinely worked really hard.

Like, it's the only subject I might've got a decent grade in.

My mother's going to think I'm a piece of shit.

-No, she's not. -Yes, she is.

Why don't you speak to Miss Morgan?

-I... -CAM: Beth?

Can I talk to you a second?

Uh, yeah.

I'm back now.

God, I feel so bad for her.

-What the hell? -She's so gutted.

There is no way she's going to get into uni now.

Stop it. Do you know how worried I've been?

Sorry.

You don't have to be sorry. Just talk to me.

Yeah, I will. Um...

Should we meet up after school or something?

(SCOFFS) Fuck that.

(ENGINE WHIRRING)

(WHIRRING CEASES)

So, are you gonna offer me a cup of tea, or...

(SEAT BELT CLICKS OPEN)

I don't think I'm going to be able to come to France any more.

(SOBBING)

What do you want to know?

What you wanna tell me.

My mum's got bipolar.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

Okay.

Is there any medication that she can take?

No. It's not that sort of thing.

I mean, yeah, she does, but...

doesn't stop it.

When it gets bad, they just...

They just lock her up

and... they pin her down.

And...

And my father...

He hurts her.

(SNIFFLES, EXHALES)

Hurts her how?

He's done some really bad things, Cam.

(SNIFFLES)

-Like what? -Don't want to talk about it. Don't want to talk about it.

(SNIFFLES)

It's okay.

-(SNIFFLES) -(EXHALES)

Who else knows?

No one.

Just you.

(SNIFFLES)

(WHISPERING) Just you.

Why didn't you tell me?

(WHISPERING) Don't know.

No, come on. Why?

'Cause I'm ashamed.

You don't have to be ashamed.

-Look at me. -No.

(CAM GRUNTS)

Look at me.

(BETHAN GRUNTS, SNIFFLES)

You do not have to be ashamed.

(CAM SIGHS SOFTLY)

You're beautiful.

Everything about you is beautiful.

None of this is your fault, okay?

You have to let people help you.

Okay.

Yeah. (SOBS SOFTLY)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Didn't think you'd have a pink bedroom.

Also, I'm a girly girl.

-(BOTH CHUCKLE) -BETHAN: Oh.

-Thanks for staying. -Of course.

(SNIFFLES)

(INAUDIBLE)

DILWYN: Hey, look, Trin, Beth's here.

Didn't know you were out.

Yeah, just now. Bail pending investigation.

Want a chocolate?

Yeah, look um, thanks for the other day.

You did the right thing.

Half mad I was.

Didn't do it for you.

Anyway, I just been saying to my Trin.

It's time for a fresh start.

We've both made some mistakes.

I'm going to give up the booze.

It's my problem. It's the drink.

Your mum's gonna stop lying.

'Cause that's what sets me off, innit? Being lied to.

Yeah.

Sorry, Dil.

DILWYN: Oh, your tea's gone cold. What do you like, eh?

Want another one?

Beth, want a tea?

You're all right, ain't you? Eh?

Soon have you better.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

You okay?

Mum?

Mum?

Mum?

Gotta get away from him, Beth.

Okay.

Yeah. I'm going to help you.