Gough? Yeah. Thought you might want to see this. Belongs to a Todd Grimshaw.
Is that his phone? Where was it found? It’s from a few days after Sudderton’s murder, apparently. Why?
I’m not sure. Get it to forensics now. Tell them it’s a priority. Yes, Gough.
Good work. Daniel Osbourne speaking. Yeah, we’re running late. No, I haven’t been feeling well.
I’ll get him there as soon as possible. Thank you. Bertie, are you up? It’s 9:00, mate.
We’ve got to get you to school. They just rang. This is mortifying. Bertie, come on, lad.
Bertie? He’s going to panic when he wakes up. Serves him right. My dad’s coming back from the shops soon.
What are we going to tell him? Not the truth. We agreed. He’ll just start fussing and say we’re meddling.
But I’ve slept on it, and I think he deserves to know what he’s like. Peter’s mini me. How much do I love that? Oh, hey, Bertie, love.
You’re not at school today? He’s wearing headphones. He’s not feeling well. What’s the matter?
Headphones. Keep your head on, Tracy. It’s not my fault I spread kindness. Why isn’t he at school?
If you must know, I tried to teach Daniel a lesson. I knew something was up. My instincts were off the charts. Anyway, how are you going to teach him?
I lose interest when I’m talking to her. Daniel got paralytic drunk last night. Left the little one to fend for himself. He tried to heat up a meal in the microwave but left the foil on.
Boom. One explosion later, he ended up here. And how does Daniel learn his lesson? When he wakes up and finds his son missing, he won’t be so quick to get drunk again.
That’s a bit cruel. Says the woman who tried to poison my dad. Daniel’s got to learn actions have consequences. But this is Kenny Barlow’s house, not a rehab clinic.
What do you mean? There are better ways to stage an intervention than this. Such as? Don’t listen to my ex’s floozy.
She’s pathetic. I’m not religious, but I remember one thing from Sister Mary Gabriel at my rehab: let he who is without sin cast the first stone. I’m nothing like Daniel. Don’t bracket me with him.
Tracy, you nearly burned this house down after drinking a yard of wine. Slight exaggeration. We all make mistakes. Anyway, I’m not getting involved.
You two can do what you like. I’m so not Dad. Dad! Have you got Bertie?
Sorry. Bertie, have you… I seem to have misplaced him. Is he at your house? I don’t think you’re well.
When I woke up this morning, he was gone. You’ve been drinking. No. You stink of booze.
Is Bertie at your house or not? Don’t speak to me like I’m an idiot. No, he isn’t. We need to find my grandson.
Are you in trouble? My phone’s been going off all morning. What’s this about Daniel Collyer? Everyone’s in the pub talking about it.
He needs to get his head straight. You should’ve heard the names he called me. He’s in a dark place. He practically married him, paid a fortune.
Is it any wonder he lashes out talking nonsense? What did Lily make you take to school this morning? She was telling me about that last night. They’re learning about babies and how kids develop, normal kids.
You know what I meant. You all right? One big Islamabad breakfast with extra masala beans, one turkey bacon naan roll. That’s a lot.
Good job I’m hungry. One chocolate chai and an orange juice. That’ll be a good start. Not skinny at the minute, then.
Judging much? I’m flushed. Deal with it. What did you do, win the lottery or rob a granny?
No, I’m working for Idris now. Two jobs, Brody. Can I get my food, please? Sorry, mate.
Can I have two coffees to go? Lattes for me and David. If he’s in the doghouse, feel free to copy this. No more than usual.
He’s been really annoying me lately. But I suppose he always does. I hate how he sleeps. How does he sleep?
He sleeps, and I don’t. You look a bit knackered. Heavens to Betsy, is that how you talk in the salon? Surprised the customers don’t walk out.
You know what I mean. No, but with everything you’ve got on your plate, it’s to be expected. I know. But even when lover boy isn’t sleeping, he tosses and turns.
He annoys me when he sleeps and when he doesn’t. You can’t win. And he’s been acting really strange recently. Gary’s not been sleeping great either.
A former lover of mine was a very agitated kipper. Restless legs, windmill arms, and perfect Spanish sentences, which was odd because he was Dutch. He was hiding secrets. I can’t tell you what because I signed papers, but perhaps Gary, perhaps David, have guilty consciences too.
Nature calls. How do? Just fancied a bit of food. Did you now?
I’ll be expecting a significant discount since we’re best buddies. Well, I’ve never heard it called that before. What’s going on with you two? Nothing dodgy, I hope.
He’s only a kid. Kid? He’s 17. I’ve got him clearing out flats, odd jobs, heavy lifting.
It’s kosher enough. Look, I’ve been burned by questionable men before. I don’t want to make the same mistake. I’m very questionable, Ian.
Dictionary definition. But only in the bedroom, which you have first-hand experience with. No complaints there, were there? Outside of that, I’m still landlord and businessman.
Nothing more. But if trust is an issue, why don’t we take things slowly? You’ll see there’s more to me than meets the eye. Sounds like a plan.
I’ll be on my best behavior. Outside the bedroom, that is. She said what? She said I said her name in bed.
Bacardi, can I? Eva, you said you were so drunk you can’t remember. Yeah, but why would I make a pass at her? She’s gorgeous.
You’re gorgeous. I don’t make passes at you. That’s all you did at one point. Don’t rewrite history, David.
You tried it on with me after Charlie Stubbs died. And then the next time—what is this? Have you been making notes? About three or four times, actually.
You’re obsessed with me. And one of them was while you were with Shona. Why are you saying all this? I’m just saying you’ve got form, haven’t you?
Meaning she might be telling the truth. Don’t say that. In your defense, I heard Daniel had a big go at her yesterday in the pub. He called her a massive liar.
Sean did say something. She knows something’s going on. Why don’t you tell her everything? She already knows most of it anyway.
No, she doesn’t know you were saying Georgie’s name. Allegedly. We don’t know that. I was wasted.
I don’t know. It’s just… Oh, David. Bertie! Daniel, are you all right?
No, I’m not. I’m going to have to call the police and fess up. I’ve lost my kid because of a drunken mess. It certainly looks like it.
But I’m glad you’re taking ownership. It’s good to be accountable. And let’s face it, Daniel, you do need help. Yes, I need help finding my son.
I’m calling them. They’ll have you pegged as a terrible father. Leaving him to use a microwave on his own. And then the microwave practically exploding in his face.
God knows what else. You know something, don’t you? I know lots of things. I’m a walking encyclopedia.
Where is he, Tracy? Not very good on capital cities though. Geography’s not my strength. Where is he?
Where is he? You’re going to take the door off. Bertie. Daddy!
Should have known you had something to do with this. How’s your head? Damn sight better than yours will be when I knock it off your neck. Hell hath no fury like an alky scorned.
Should I take him upstairs? Why isn’t he in school? The poor lad’s traumatized. Oh, as if.
If this is going to kick off, take him away. Why are you all acting like the responsible ones? I knew this was a bad idea. Come on, Bertie.
You kidnapped my son. And where were you when this was going on? Out for the count. It’s not good enough, Daniel.
He was wandering the streets alone. What were we meant to do? I fed and watered him, which is more than you did last night. You to the police.
Stop! And then he took me in his arms, spun me around, and said, “Mary, I have been waiting for this moment all my life. ” Then he beat out the rhythm of Bolero on my bare midriff. It was one of the most sensuous moments of my life.
I’ve never worn a crop top since. Has David ever done anything like that? No, I can’t say he has. You can ask him yourself.
Oh, no. Have you got a minute? It’s just… Are you all right? Yeah, I’m fine.
Are you sure? You don’t seem it. If it’s that obvious, why are you asking? It’s daft.
What is? Is it something to do with Jodie? Yeah. It’s what she said earlier.
When she saw Lily’s textbook about child development, and how she talked about normal babies, like Harper’s not normal. She’s not… I mean, she’s special. I can’t stop thinking about it. Distract me with some gossip.
Gossip? Cupboard’s bare. It’s one of the most disastrous productions I’ve ever done. The cyclone machine didn’t work.
The cruise director pulled us off stage before we landed in Oz. All I got out was “Auntie Em, there’s a twister coming. ” The poor guy playing Toto was in bits. You had a grown man playing a tiny dog?
We weren’t that tiny. 6’4”. I could’ve ridden him down the yellow brick road. Glenda, you do make me chuckle.
They should put you on prescription. I know, but I couldn’t cure your hemorrhoids. I haven’t got them. But I have got piles.
And piles of charm. Hey, Dame. Will you do me a favor? Depends what it is, Cath.
When I’m gone, Debbie, will you take over the reins? Of running? I’ll give it my best shot. Of the dementia choir.
And you’ll be in safe hands. I don’t want to think about when you’re gone. There’ll be many stages to my going yet, Glenda. But I want you to jump in at the first sign of trouble.
When you see it’s getting too much for me. And you’ll hand over willingly? I might put up a fight. Just a tiny one.
I’m bigger than you. Can’t stand her. I’ll knock her in pop socks. But you and I both know I’m fully compos mentis today.
Well, I’m glad one of us is. That quiet one thinks the sun shines out of your proverbials. Yes, they do. Say you’ll do it.
For me. It’d be an honor, Debs. Yes, it would. Thank you.
Cake time? A bit of cake. Yummy. Little bits of what you fancy.
I know what I wanted to say. This is a big ask. Go on. How would you feel about taking over the dementia choir for me?
Pretty please? Come on, Kenny, lad. Daniel told me to come find you. Let’s take the weight off your pins.
Oi, what’s going on? He kidnapped my son. To teach him a lesson. Don’t get involved, Kenny.
I beg your pardon? Daniel got drunk, Bertie got scared. He tried to make his own tea and blew up the microwave. The boy was wandering the streets until we took him in.
You did what? I’m sorry, okay? I thought we had enough of your problems with me and your brother. They say alcoholism is a family disease.
True that, Kenny. I’m not an alcoholic. Said like a true addict. Shut up.
Who asked you? It’s not good, whatever way you look at it. Like I’m going to take advice from you about raising my son. Do you think you’re being funny?
No. It’s just something about your face that makes me laugh. When Sheena died, what did you tell Bertie? You told him she fell asleep and never woke up.
Guess what happened last night? You fell asleep, and he couldn’t wake you. Look, Ken. And be wary of Tall Maureen.
She’ll try to take over. Small Maureen’s not so bad, but Tall Maureen can be a tyrant. Avoid any discussion of Allison Hammond. She wants to run amok.
But Small Maureen’s fine. Although her idea of a wizard tune is Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B. I do love that one. Glenda!
It’s taken every molecule of effort to drag that choir kicking and screaming into the 20th century. 21st. Tomato, tomato. I’ve got them singing Leona Lewis, Maroon 5.
Next week, Chaka Khan. Despite Keith thinking it was a small church off the M6. You’re worried I’ll just do show tunes in a cellar for myself, aren’t you? Busted.
You’re heading toward bad taste. And my ghost is coming on, isn’t it? Oh, yeah. And be warned.
She’s feisty. What are you doing? I had a quiet hour at work, so I came to do chores. Shirley needs all the help she can get.
So that’s women’s work, is it? No, I didn’t mean it like that. Listen, I think you need a talk. I’m starting to think Daniel was right about what he said about you in the pub.
Daniel said a lot of things about me. Being a dangerous liar? The poor boy is out of his mind. I actually think you’re lying about a lot of things.
Well, do you know what I say to that? Don’t push me, David. If you do, I could land you in a whole universe of trouble. Maybe you should go for a lie down, Ken.
Does it hurt anywhere, Kenny lad? Can you do that? Yeah, I’m fine. You don’t look fine.
You look like you’ve been licked in the ring by Big Daddy. He was a wrestler. You’ve not been the same since Megan got arrested, when you found out what she really was. That was a sick stunt you pulled.
Aye, but it did the trick, didn’t it? Wake up, Daniel. If you make this your rock bottom, then the only way is up. Dad, I’m so sorry.
I’d like you to leave now. But just go and grow up. Think you can manage that? Whatever you’re doing isn’t working, and I refuse to be caught in the crossfire.
Dad, please. I said go, and I meant it. I need to get Bertie. Go home.
Sleep off your shame. We’ll bring him to you later. All right. I love you.
Hey, any news? Oh, yes. Got a match. Already?
On Todd’s phone? Yep. There’s a match on the fingerprints.
Let me see.
