Down here. Now. I’m going to look disgusting. I don’t care.
I’ll be there in a second. Get down here. I don’t want to. Five.
What’s she whinging about now? She’s got a spot. All this over a spot? She’s got a few of them, to be fair.
Well, she’s nearly a teenager, isn’t she? That’s what they get. Pimples and attitude. Three.
You can count all you want. I’m not coming down. Get down here now, or I’m coming up there with the camera, taking pictures of your pimples and posting them online. You better not, Dad.
Oh, it can’t be that bad. They are. Well, you’ll have to introduce them to the world at some point. Can’t hide in your bedroom forever.
Have you tried toothpaste? Yeah. It just made it worse. Well, stop crying about it.
They’ll go eventually. I wish you would. Hey. Right, I’ve got something to cheer you up.
A little present. You can’t be giving her things like that. It was in the sale. Refurbished.
Didn’t cost much. It’s top. Yeah, well, you’re not keeping it. We can’t accept this.
What? Don’t start. Me and your dad have spoken. You’re not having one to share, okay?
Not until your birthday at least. But—
No buts. Now come get this brekkie. I hate you.
Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Lily. Just leave her alone.
Come get this brekkie, come on. I’m sorry about the tablet. I didn’t mean to cause any harm. You still managed to though, didn’t you?
Oh. You okay? I’m so sorry. There’s no need to be.
I just feel so riddled with guilt at not intervening sooner. Much sooner. I feel the same. Me too.
Please don’t. None of you are responsible for what happened. That’s why it’s good to be back here. I just wish—
Well, you shouldn’t have gone through all that alone.
No one should. I don’t know what to say. It’s all right. I’m not that fragile.
Still a bit tender. Of course. And now you’ve got us, haven’t you? Yes.
You’re back where you should be, with people who love you. Right, come on. Let’s get you sat down. I’ll stick the kettle on.
You rest up, lovey. Come on, give you a hand. Ooh, does that hurt? I’m sorry, but—
Are you all right, lovey?
Can I get you a little bit of brekkie? You must be starving. No, thanks. Are you sure?
It won’t take me a second to rustle something up. Honestly, I’m fine. You sure? Speaking of fine, I think the business stands a fighting chance of being restored to its former glory days.
Yeah? Yeah. I’ve got a meeting this afternoon. Potential new client.
A Mrs. Blinkhorn. Good luck. Ta.
Hopefully things will be back to normal. Yeah. Stick a couple of these on. Here you go, mate.
Should we stick a little bit of morning telly on? Oh yeah, that’s a good idea, that’ll go down well with my brew. I actually should give them all a call and tell them what’s been going on. Right.
So, who wants what? I’m going to go upstairs, actually. All right, mate, but you take it easy, won’t you? I’m coming.
I’ll walk you to the door. You should be somewhere putting your feet up, not running around like someone who had a bit of a moment yesterday and should be resting. Come on, Ryan. Don’t you dare.
Don’t you dare. Now listen. I’m not having any man telling me what I can and can’t do. Get your pumps on, Ryan.
I can have a word, please? I thought we had. A memory of Debbie. If that’s okay.
No, it’s not. It’ll have to be quick because I’m off for a jog. Well, should you be doing that after yesterday? No.
What? What is it with you lot? We care. I just want to apologize to you.
Okay. You’ve done it. Now, bye. Ronnie, will you just let him speak, please?
Thank you. Go on. Well, obviously it’s out now about Theo. Ryan, what he’s been doing to Todd.
And all that stuff with Billy and Summer. Well, what about it? I was scared. All right?
I didn’t know what he could do to me. You all know what he’s capable of. And I’ve spoken to Summer. I’ve told her everything I know.
Just hope you can forgive me. All right. Yeah. And how many times do you expect to be forgiven, exactly?
Trust me, I won’t forget anytime soon what you have put this lady through. I hold my hands up. I know I’ve not been the best son. I’ve made some mistakes.
Pretty big ones, I know. I probably should just leave you all in peace. I’m sorry. I just can’t.
I told you. Yeah, you did. And I heard you. But threats of broken legs and back of ambulances and whatever other violence you promised to use to get rid of me—it won’t work, I’m afraid.
I want to. No, I need to be close to my mom for as long as I can. Did you threaten him? Whatever you do, don’t, all right?
Please. I will do. I love you too. Bye.
Is she okay? She’s livid. Obviously. She wants to get a flight, tear him limb from limb.
Well, you can understand them wanting to protect you. Trust me, she would only make things worse. You’ve already been through the worst, mate. Have I?
Yeah. Breaking free. Getting out. I know how hard that was for you.
But for now, and for however long it takes for all this to end, you have us. I know. Thanks. Proud of you.
I’m sorry. We all are. Dad, I need to go to the flat at some point, get some more clothes. What?
No, not now. I need to change. Get this hoodie back to Sarah. Kid didn’t look too pleased when she offered it to me.
Tough. He’s just going to have to wait. You’ve got more important things going on. Fretting about Kit in his baggy old top is the least of your problems.
Don’t suppose it’s baggy on him. George is right. Come on. No, you can’t go back to the flat.
We don’t know where Theo is. I’ve got to go back at some point. I might as well do it now, get it over with. Oh, lovey, no.
Do you think that’s a good idea? It’s still so soon. You’ve been through such a traumatic time. What else am I supposed to do?
Sit around here in my pajamas all day? Yeah, that’s exactly what you should be doing, honestly. Right, I’m coming with you. You don’t need to.
Look, if you’re going, I’m going. What about this client you’ve got? Well, I’ve got me family to look after now, haven’t I? I’ll rearrange with Mrs.
Blinkhorn or cancel, whatever she wants. You sure? Look, I am coming. There’s no way you’re going back round to that place on your own.
Sooner we get your life back out of that nightmare, the better. I’ll get me coat. I thought you’d be done with him after he tried to extort Summer. Is that not a lowlife thing to do?
Come on, Deb. You got to believe me. I’m only trying to protect you. I don’t need protection from you, you—
Guys, can we just dial it down a little bit, please?
You’re scaring my guest. Of course, of course. For what it’s worth, I agree with Ronnie. I’m sorry to say it, Debs, but he cannot be trusted.
We were only trying to look out for you. You know that. No, I don’t want to hear it. I’m going for a jog around the block because I’m not staying here going round and round in circles with you two.
You better not. And me shoes. Look, mate, please. Just go now.
I must have been dreaming about it. Do you ever do that? Dream about your dinner? No, not really.
I do it all the time. I wake up knowing exactly what I want for tea. That kind of sounds like what dogs do. You what?
You know, sat around dreaming about food all day. Dog’s life, innit? Hey, you’re right. Maybe I was a dog in another life.
Could be why I love peanuts so much. Yeah, maybe. Do you believe in that? What?
Reincarnation. Have you no work to be getting on with? I’ve already done everything you told me to do. There.
Go and give the fruit machine a wipe down. I’m not paying you good money to stand around doing nothing. Show some initiative. And I don’t care for this attitude either.
All those huffs and puffs. You are being paid to work. What do you think this is? What?
Hi. Is that it? No. I wanted to say sorry for the meal and that the other day.
Yeah. And that? I just hope that, you know, not too much harm has been done. Right.
Is that all? No. I was wondering—well, thinking—what was it like? The time you spent with my dad.
It was about as short as this conversation is going to be. So I suggest—
Oh, hi you, love. How you doing? Laura, leave that, love.
Watch the bar for me. All right. Afternoon. What are you having?
I’m not stopping. What? You don’t have time to sit with your little bro? When you put it like that, yeah, go on then.
Good. Laura, bring us over a couple of pints when you’re ready, love. On it. Cheers.
Yeah, put them here. That should be enough for the next few days. Few days? And then what?
Then I’ll come back for the rest. Do you know, I think we should grab as much as we can while we’re here because I don’t want you to keep having to come back. I don’t want to be here any longer than I need to be. Yeah, but what if we just—
Do you want me to—?
Hey, no, you’re all right. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Just stay there, you’ll be all right. Stay there.
Yeah? No, mate, sorry, I can’t now. It’s a delivery for that scumbag who refused to sign. You all right?
Todd, mate, you need to breathe. Yeah, yeah, come on. I’ve got to get out of here, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Todd? Look, don’t go. Just wait downstairs for me, all right? Just wait.
Sorry. Should never let you go back in there. Not so soon. Makes me feel sick to my stomach.
Knowing that could have been you. Wish to God I could have been there for you. How could I—I can’t stop loving someone who did that to me. Come here.
Cheers, love. Right, we are well and truly in the p. m. Shall we bring this up a notch?
What do you mean? Fancy a whiskey? Oh yes. Sorry about that.
What can I get you? I’ll have a pint, please, and some and orange, please. No worries. I’ll be two secs.
Laura, can you pass us the arrows, will you? The what? The darts. Oh yeah.
There you go. Cheers. Darts, anyone? I’ll tell you what, we could play teams.
Kirk, fancy a go? I’m busy, sorry. Michael, you fancy a bit of bully for baileys? I’ll pass.
Got to get back to work. I’ve got a dodgy elbow, so I’ll save it for work, but I’d be happy to watch. Ken? My darts throwing days are over, I’m afraid.
Looks like it’s just me and you. Is that it? Here, Laura, bring us over a couple of whiskeys when you’re ready, will you? Ready, all?
Now to the oche and go. Just to warn you, I have a three-dart average of 92. Get on with it. It’s my dad, he’s got a darts match.
Why is everybody going quiet? Surely it’s all a bit of a joke, isn’t it? I do. Thank you, Kirk.
Good man. Anyone else? Leave it at that, son. For those of you who don’t know, let me bring you bang up to date.
Jim McDonald was my dad. Now, I know some of you’ve met and known him. Maybe he was a friend, maybe he was an enemy. But he was also the man that my mum had an affair with behind my dad’s back.
Alan, God rest his soul. So you’ll forgive me if I’m not handling this bittersweet moment correctly. But even though I’ve lost two dads—yes, two dads, thanks, Maggie—I have gained a new brother. Stevie boy.
Right, I’ve had enough of this. You, back room, now. Right, now we’re out of those tiny little marshmallow things, so I’ve topped them up with whippy cream. You get that down, you love.
It’s like a warm hug from the inside. Yeah. Cheers. You know, I think it’s a really good idea that you’re getting away for a few days.
It’ll do you good. Yeah, that’s the plan. Whereabouts in the Lakes are you going? Hey, I know a couple of cracking pubs up there, proper top notch.
I’m not sure. Sarah’s going to sort it out, book something tonight. Oh, she’ll pick somewhere nice. Ooh, tell you what you should do.
Get her to book somewhere with a hot tub. There’s nothing like a bit of hot bubbly water to set you right. Was it like a panic attack you had or—
No. Almost.
I panicked, yeah. Of course I did. Thought it was him. Well, that’s understandable.
I hadn’t realized how weak I was. Hey, you’re stronger than you think. Yeah. Theo is the weak one.
Don’t forget that. Found it. Right, Todd, you can relax. I am ready and fully armed to protect you at all costs.
If Theo shows his face at that door, I shall bat him for six. Thanks. I think a six is what you score in cricket. Well, a home run then.
I will hit him with one of those. Well, you score a rounder in rounders, or half a rounder. Oh, Mary, love, yeah, we get your point. Just put it down before you hurt yourself.
Look now, hey, there’s a nice hot chocolate for you on the side there, lovey. Bet you’re glad to be back, eh? I am. I didn’t realize it until Mary came in there full combat mode.
Missed the daftness of this place. We’ve missed you. Get that down, yeah? I said I didn’t want coffee.
I’m fine. Fine? Fine? Slagging off your mother in public?
Drinking at lunchtime when you’re supposed to be running a pub? That’s fine now, is it? Don’t think I haven’t noticed you nibbling every morning. Coffee, now.
That’s not better for me. Maybe not. But you might sober up enough for us to have a mature conversation. Put an end to all this punishment you’re doling out to me for a mistake I made a lifetime ago.
I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon, Mum. Oh, Ben, will you stop sulking like a teenager? Alan was your dad. He’ll always be your dad.
You’re letting all this other stuff get to your head. Get to my head? Are you serious? Forty-six years you kept this from me.
I probably could have told you sooner. But you know, could ofs and would ofs and should ofs, they’re not going to solve anything now. All that’s in the past. What relevance does it have anyhow?
I have siblings I never knew about. My kids have uncles they’ve never known. And there’s plenty of time for that. And what about the genetic condition I could have inherited and passed on to my own kids?
One of whom has been tormented by an abuser that we knew nothing about for years. He needs his dad. They both do. So what’s it going to be?
Put an end to the drunken digs, or put all of this behind us and look after Will and this family’s future? There you go. If you need anything else, you can come to the bar to get it, all right? Okay.
Thank you. Good choice. Proper hit the spot, mate. And we had a shot to go with it.
If you’re lucky, you might catch a second nut. Drama’s never too hard to find when it comes to the McDonalds. You can say that again. See you.
All right. All right, mate, yeah. What happened to you? Hmm, Debbie hasn’t kicked you out that—
Sorry.
So. Your fault. Is there anything we can do? Yeah, couch and pillow, if poss.
Yeah, course. You don’t have to ask. Yeah, so what caused it this time? It’s not what.
It’s who. Look, I don’t want the babe. Can we not just let her keep it? We agreed not before her birthday, and if we decided not to get her one, no one should be giving her one.
Yeah, I know. But the only reason we weren’t getting her a new tablet is because we can’t afford it. And Jodie’s only trying to—
Well, it’s not her place. But I don’t get you, babe.
Can we not just let her keep the thing and save the headache? My headache, Emma. No, I didn’t mean you. I’m going for a shower.
Shawna. Sorry, I was trying not to listen. To be honest, I don’t care anymore. When you’ve been in a hospital all day, there’s bigger things to be worrying about than flipping tablets.
Sorry about that, too. It’s not your fault. It’s just Shawna. She’s only ever happy if everyone else is miserable.
Hey, come on. That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it? Harsh? Just you wait.
You’ll see. Come meet me in a somewhat less dodgy place. Thought this would be the perfect place for someone like you. Thanks.
Look, I want Theo gone. I want him to rot in prison for what he’s done. Yeah, no problem. But like I said, it’s going to cost you.
Ten grand. But it needs to be good enough for the police. And I won’t pay anything until he’s locked up.
Deal.
