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♪ The gold road's sure a long road ♪

♪ Winds on through the hills for fifteen days ♪

♪ The pack on my back is aching ♪

- Hey! - Hey you.

- How are we, mate? - Good, mate.

- You took your time. - I know, I know.

I'm just gonna stick a tape on, alright? Go for it.

- Grab a beer, man. - Yeah, I will do.

Oh, come on, man

Two seconds. Sorry, sorry.

Hi, Daniel.

Mandy... How's school? How's things?

Yeah, good.

School's so boring.

Our Sandra got a job in the bookies

and she's getting two pound an hour.

Why do me A-Levels when I can earn a few bob

and be out every weekend?

What do you think?

Daniel?

Hey? Eh, yeah... Yeah.

'Spose it's harder for lads.

But my brother got a job night-packing

in that new supermarket up Charlotte Road.

- Who's that? - Who?

Oh, her.

Nobody... Alison something.

A year below us.

Okay, keep your knickers on.

Excuse me.

♪ Every time I think of you ♪

♪ I feel shot right through With a bolt of blue ♪

♪ It's no problem of mine But it's a problem I find... ♪

I'm Daniel O'Toole.

I know who you are.

- What's your name? - Alison Connor.

Want to dance, Alison Connor?

I'm about to leave.

One dance.

And I'll walk you home.

One dance but you won't be walking me home.

♪ Every time I see you falling ♪

♪ Weren't as daft as they seem As daft as they seem ♪

♪ My love when you dream them up ♪

♪ Flicking through a little book of sex tips ♪

♪ Remember when the boys were all electric? ♪

♪ Now when she's told she's gonna get it ♪

♪ I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it ♪

♪ Clingin' 'til I'm gettin' sentimental ♪

♪ Said she wasn't going but she went still ♪

♪ Likes just a minute to be gentle ♪

♪ Was it a Mecca dobber or a betting pencil? ♪

♪ Oh the boy's a slag The best you ever had ♪

♪ The best you ever had ♪

♪ Is just a memory and those dreams ♪

♪ Weren't as daft as they seem As daft as they seem ♪

- Can I get another one? - Okay.

You're Dan O'Toole.

I am, mate. Yeah. Yeah.

I read all your stuff in NME.

Inspired me to get into the industry.

Oh right...

The band are shit, aren't they?

I don't know...

No, I ah, I think they got what it takes

to put this city back on the map.

And I'm about to send 500 words to that effect

into Rolling Stone.

No. Yeah, yeah.

No, I was going to say they could probably go that way.

- Nice to meet you. - Yeah, you too, mate.

- Alright, look after yourself. - Alright. Yeah.

Fucking liar.

Wow! Dan!? Duncan's here with the takeaway.

Yeah, he's taking it pretty hard.

Alex just left on the train this morning.

Eighteen and off to uni.

Christ!

I remember when Alex were born.

Hard to believe he's out in world on his own now.

I remember when he was born -

22 bloody hours trying to push this melon head out of my body.

That's it, alright. You'll put him off his dinner.

Aww, physics.

Don't know where he gets it from.

Must be his real Dad, eh?

Ah, yeah. Oh fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

I was smart. Anyway I was smart enough to know

school was for knobheads.

Pair of knobheads, the both of you.

Anyway, look, I've a, I've an idea that I want to pitch you,

but we'll talk about it later.

- Sure, I'm intrigued. - Alright.

Hey, got a couple of snappy thrillers in car for you, Katja.

Oh, wonderful. Thank you so much.

- Alright. - It still amazes me though,

that you actually work in publishing.

Why?

Maybe because you literally skipped every English class.

Wrong use of 'literally'.

Ah, you can literally fuck off.

Alright anyway, cheers you lot.

- Oh, cheers. - Cheers.

Eyes and eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes.

That's not bad, that.

Right, let's see what we're working with here, Kat.

It smells delicious, don't it?

Dan, please turn it down a bit. I can't hear myself think.

That reminds me.

I saved an article for you, mate.

Oh yeah?

Total blast from past. You won't believe it.

Pinging you now, before I forget.

So did you order...

♪ Because behind them there's the implication ♪

♪ The pub is burning down ♪

♪ So do I get a prize ♪

♪ Do I get a prize ♪

♪ Do I get a prize for remembering that first time ♪

♪ Do I get a prize... ♪

married to Michael...

mother to Thea and Stella... living in Sydney...

Welcome to 984 in the mornings,

and I'm here with Alison Connor talking about her new novel,

"Tell The Story".

So Alison, straight to number one on the bestseller list,

a pre-emptive film adaptation

from one of the world's biggest studios,

and a high six figure deal for your next novel.

Wow!

Well, nobody's more surprised than me.

Alison, your novel is the classic Australian family saga,

but it contains a character who moved here from England.

Now, it might not really sound like it,

but you're a working class lass from Sheffield.

Do you put much of yourself

or the people you grew up with, into your writing?

Well, only the bits they can't sue me for.

Um, but, but no...

Sheffield!

That was, that was such a lifetime ago,

and I, you know, I'm a completely different person now.

Oh, our lines are lighting up.

Here come our callers.

Oh, that was awful.

No it wasn't, honey, you did really well.

She kept talking about Sheffield.

Well, yeah, the interview's been syndicated

for BBC's Women's Hour. Didn't I tell you?

Do you think I'll get much coverage over there?

I fricking hope so.

Publishers want to organise a tour.

London, obviously, but we could send you up north.

Do a stint in your old stomping ground if you like.

Well, why don't you just think it over.

Sick...

- Play again... - Come on boys...

Pass it, pass it.

That weren't bad.

Fancy him, do ya?

Who?

You know who.

Dan O'Toole.

He's not a cradle-snatcher.

Keep it up, boys. Keep it up.

See ya later.

Some of us are trying to study.

Ah, me too.

What's so funny about poetry from the 18th Century?

It's filthy.

What are you listening to?

♪ I never felt magic crazy as this ♪

♪ I never saw moons Knew the meaning of the sea ♪

♪ I never held emotion in the palm of my hand ♪

♪ Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree ♪

♪ But now you're here ♪

♪ Brighten my northern sky ♪

That's poetry.

- I need to finish up. - Oh yeah, me too.

Hey, there's a, there's a party on Friday.

I... think I'm busy.

Alright, well... well it's not a big deal.

I'll see you.

Shit.

Right! One second.

Come on, mate. I need a piss.

She's not coming, mate.

- Who? - You know who.

Look at ya! Mooching around like some mardy arse.

Here - she's probably frigid anyway.

There's more to life

than getting inside a girl's knickers, Dunc.

You know that?

You a bum-pumper or something? Jesus!

♪ I'm drinking now to find I'm always thinking of you ♪

Have you heard the rumours?

Apparently, Tracy Gordon

saw Mr. Phillips and Ms. Green getting off in the staff room.

And you really believe that, do ya?

- Yes. - You are so gullible.

Mate, she swore on her guinea pig's life, mate.

- A guinea pig's... Right! - Serious stuff.

♪ You can say the sun is shining if you really want to ♪

♪ I can see the moon and it seems so clear ♪

♪ You can take a road that takes you to the stars now ♪

♪ I can take a road that'll see me through ♪

♪ I can take a road that'll see me through ♪

- Come on! - In a sec, Dunc.

♪ You can take a road that takes you to the stars now ♪

♪ I can take a road that'll see me through ♪

♪ I can take a road that'll see me through ♪

♪ I can take a road that'll see me through ♪

...the page...

I don't have anything

that doesn't make me look like shit.

Sorry, I'm just... I need to learn this speech.

- Michael? - Yes, darling.

You look amazing in everything.

I tell you what, why don't you try that little number

hanging up in my wardrobe.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean, what am I...

- What have you done? - Hmm.

- Babe! - You deserve it.

It'd like to welcome one and all.

Oh, Thea called earlier. Wishing you luck.

Oh, that's nice.

Oh, I wonder why she didn't call me.

Ah, she did. You left your phone downstairs so I answered.

Hmm...

Hey Stella. Are you getting ready?

I don't have to go, do I?

- Well, I just thought... - I'm not going!

Hey, you know what? I just made three cups.

- You what? - One for Alex as well.

Oh, did you.

Look, he'll be back at half-term.

Sure. But what if, what if we're not here?

Oh, why, where would, where would we be?

You know that I've been talking about having a holiday

after this work trip, so I was thinking,

what if I stayed in New York and you joined me,

and then we could stay there for a couple of weeks

or maybe even a few months.

Right! I mean, that's a bit more than a holiday, but...

Yeah, but now is as good time as any,

and you've always dreamt about that great American road trip.

Yeah, you know, to see bands play.

Just hear me out.

I mean, there's nothing really tying us here, is there?

Ah, work!

Yeah, but I could always take a sabbatical

- and you can just... - What?

Take a break from freelance journalism.

Come on, Dan.

Yeah, I mean, anyway...

My Dad still hasn't got a date for his hip operation.

Look he's in a lot of pain, Kat he is.

I know.

We should be going around there more often, to be honest.

- Even more? - Well, we do live the nearest.

And speaking of which -

you, you going to come with me this morning?

You know, I got stuff to do.

Please tell them I'm, I'm working.

Yes, okay. Will do.

Alright, well let's get ready...

- We'll talk later. - Sure.

It were Brenda, who had your French fancies yesterday?

She's a good girl is Brenda.

And she were bragging about getting a new microwave.

Oh...

She says you can do aught in 'em. Spuds and all...

Oh, I'd love a microwave. Breakfast, Dan?

- No time. - Oh, for God's sake.

Did you nick my Walkman?

What would I want with your Walkman?

Here! Here! Right in front of you. Eat that. Ta-rah.

- See ya, Mum. - Be good.

Alright, see you in a bit, Dad.

Later... Is my lunch ready?

Hi ya.

Hi ya.

I ah, I didn't know you lived around here.

I, I don't.

I forgot me history book. I'm heading back home.

Wouldn't it be faster to just hop on a bus?

Thanks for the song lyrics.

Hey look, I've got that prat Fleming

for English this morning.

Want some company?

I best not. Don't want me Mum thinking I'm just bunking off.

What about this weekend?

The match?

I've got plans.

Okay.

See you then.

Yeah...

If I can just have your attention for a moment.

I would first like to start by saying

we here at Richmore Publishing

are so happy to welcome you here tonight

to celebrate this remarkable book

and it's even more remarkable author, Alison Connor.

And who better to talk about Alison than her husband,

Dr. Michael McCormack.

Well, as we all know,

Alison likes to keep her words for the page,

and by God isn't she good at it?

In all seriousness,

when I heard that Alison had completed a novel,

I couldn't believe it.

Now there's going to be some speeches later on

from her editor and some other special guests.

But for now, can I ask you all to raise a glass,

for the author of 'Tell the Story' -

my Little Ali.

Thanks, hon.

I'm exhausted. Jesus...

- You kidding me? - What?

- You out of your mind, Stella? - It was already open, Dad.

- Is this some kind of joke? - Relax!

- I've not done anything... - What the hell's wrong with you?

You skip your mother's book launch

and then we get home to find you out here drinking.

Relax. I didn't drink any.

Oh, you didn't drink any, did you?

Just got the whiskey out for no reason did ya, mate?

What the hell is going on with you, Stella?

You have been stomping around this house for weeks...

Stella! Don't walk away from me, please.

You...

I'm going to find out what is going on here.

Passcode's still her birthday, right?

Michael, you can't look at her phone.

Ali, she might be getting bullied

or doing drugs or something. We don't know.

Yeah, well she's still allowed her privacy.

Fine.

Just trying to look out for her. Something is up.

Yeah, I know, and we will talk to her tomorrow -

calmly.

Oh, I don't think so.

Stella! That's enough. Turn that noise off. Stella!

Turn that music off, now!

Good morning, love.

Morning.

You alright?

Oh, thank Christ. God, I've been looking for that.

Duncan wants you.

Okay.

Yeah, he wants to talk about this new book

that you're writing.

Well, did you talk to him?

No. He, um, he sent you a text.

Were you going to tell me?

If there was something to tell. Yeah, I was.

Do you remember what you were like

the last time you wrote a book?

Because I do.

I mean, me and Alex, we had to tiptoe around the house.

You practically went into a cave.

Why now?

You've been freelancing for years and we've got by on my...

Your wage, yeah.

Yeah...

I thought that we were going to seize the moment.

Do the road trip, like I said.

I'm not being funny Kat,

but I mean, you just sprung this on me yesterday.

Okay...

Great...

It's a midlife crisis.

Empty nesters. That's what you are.

It's not a bloody midlife crisis.

Katja wants to go on a road trip

and you want to write a novel.

It's the very definition of a midlife crisis.

- Yes, we got one. - That's more like it.

I can relax, now.

Go on, boys!

Whoo...

Looking forward to it, boys.

We got a good game today, yeah?

Just any feature...

Daniel, are you going to the match?

What am I saying?

Where else would you be going?

Um, this is my brother, Peter.

- Alright, mate, heard about you. - Yeah...

- What stand you in? - Row A.

Oh, you're only a few rows up. Come with us.

Yeah, I mean, come on.

No way we can lose against United, right?

I don't know, they've been a bit shit, our side.

Yeah, I know.

Got to support the team, haven't we?

- Let's go. - Come on.

Come on, lads.

More buttered bread, anyone?

Alison do you want some more gravy, love?

Anyone for bread? Vinegar on your chips?

No, I'm fine.

Oh, is anyone talking to our Joe? Is he coming over?

- He rang yesterday... - Dan, stop stealing me chips.

Remind me later when you're trying to fit into

- your miniskirt. - Hey!

You're not going out again, love?

It's Saturday night.

Who'd want to go out with you?

Oh dear, you're unbelievable, you.

I'll leave some sandwiches out for you later on.

Oh no, I like fussing, don't I?

You like pigeons, Alison?

Oh, Dad, she don't want to talk about pigeons.

I love pigeons.

See! I raise them. I'll show you later.

Leave 'em be, Bill.

We're going upstairs to listen to some music.

Ooh, upstairs to listen to music.

Is yours a madhouse like this one, Alison?

Um, er...

It's much more civilised. Is that right, Dan?

- We are civilised. - I've not been in her house.

You'll eat some more if you're going out.

Well, not to worry.

Come out and meet our visitor.

Hello...

Oh, ain't she pretty?

Hello, lovely. Good girl, huh.

- So soft. - Say hello to Alison.

Want to hold her?

Yeah, just make sure her wings are tight

so she don't flap about.

That's it...

- You're tiny. - She likes you.

She's beautiful.

How do they know to come back?

Just summat in 'em.

They know they're loved.

In you go.

Ali?

Hey.

- We need to talk. - Okay.

What about?

Stella.

What, what has she done now?

The moodiness, the sleeping all hours.

She's pregnant.

Oh my God... Michael?

I'm telling you Al, she's pregnant.

She's... They're just teenage hormones.

Of course you'd think there's a medical explanation.

Alison, she told me.

I just heard her throwing up I put two and two together.

It was like she was waiting for one of us to say it.

The only option is to have a termination.

Don't you want to go to uni? Don't you want to have a life?

Who says I won't have a life?

Darling! That's a little naive.

I'm keeping it. That's final.

Why won't you tell us who the father is?

Darling...

Did you want this to happen?

No, of course I didn't want it to happen.

No, I, I mean...

I didn't even know you had a boyfriend.

Was it...?

Were you okay with what happened?

Mum, I knew what I was doing.

I fucked up. What more can I say?

So you haven't met her mum or dad?

Has she told you anything about them? Where do they live?

- Mum! - I'm only asking.

It's not like I'm being high and mighty.

God knows, we're not exactly rolling in it.

It's just, well...

You don't seem to know a lot about her.

I'll get her to fill in a questionnaire, shall I?

Hey, cheeky...

I'm just saying, just...

Well make sure it's not all one way.

I best get home.

- Oh, I'll walk ya. - Thank you, Mrs. O'Toole.

Oh, you're welcome, love.

- See you later. - Ta-rah.

- I'll come with you. - No, I'm okay.

I'm walking you home.

- Dan, no you're not. - It's no problem, honestly.

I don't need you to.

I'm walking you home. Alison, I'm not letting you...

I'm not some weak silly lass

who can't make her own way home, Dan.

- I never said you were. - I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Jesus Ali, you'll spend the day with me, but you...

Alison!

Hey, ho...

Oh...

Sorry, I thought I'd get in before you.

You were fine.

- Did Daniel walk you home? - Yep.

Did he say anything?

No.

He's a nice lad, you know?

Listen, er, you alright if I head back out?

I've got to see a man about a dog.

Go on.

Are you going to bed?

Gonna stay up and watch the Two Ronnies.

- What? - I'm going straight up.

Right...

Okay. I'll look after her tomorrow.

You're working all week. You deserve a break.

Okay, come here. See you later, yeah.

- Have fun. - I'll try.

Bye.

I'd knew you'd say that.

Oh, Alison! Martin!

- She's home. Give us a kiss. - I'm just off to bed, Mum.

Oh come on, sit with us.

Leave her, Catherine.

She's going to bed.

Now you can have some fun with me, Kitty Cat hey.

Have some fun with Martin.

♪ Something shimmering and white ♪

♪ It leads you here despite your destination ♪

♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪

"Hope you're doing well over there

"in Sheffield?

"Thinking about you?

"They have Christmas on the beach

"and I thought it was crazy at first

"but it's actually bloody brilliant.

"We're closer than ever. Love, Sheila."

♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for... ♪

Made you some Camomile. It always helps you relax.

Thanks.

We'll get through this.

I don't want you to worry. We'll figure it out together.

I was thinking I might take her to Sheila's for a few days.

Just, talk to her.

I'm not sure that's a great idea at all.

I think she needs to see us on the same page at the moment.

Help her understand that she really only has one option here.

But she doesn't.

Okay, well you didn't go to uni, so maybe you don't get it, but...

I get it, Michael.

Jesus...

Morning, Ted.

When you're done there,

you might try a round on me front windows.

A microwave and a new car.

I'll never hear the end of this from your Mum.

- Dad? - What?

Ah, nothing...

Now look son, girl trouble or money trouble?

And seeings as you've never had to pay for aught in your life.

Does it...

Does it mean something

if a girl don't want you to walk her home?

I used to walk your mum home every night.

And her dad would stand at the gate staring - never liked me.

But Marian wasn't best fond of him either,

so she used to make me walk her right to the gate.

- To piss off Granddad? - Yeah.

And the old fart was all bark and no bite.

Cried at our wedding, told me I were like a son.

Some folk don't like their lasses even seeing a lad,

let alone being walked home by one.

It'll be alright.

♪ I've waited hours for this I've made myself so sick ♪

♪ I wish I'd stayed asleep today ♪

Don't be mean.

Didn't your mum ever tell you to be kind to charity cases.

I'm not a charity case.

Someone should tell Dan O'Toole.

Say that again.

Bloody hell, I'm only joking.

Say it again.

It's the truth, isn't it? My brother knows your brother.

And your mum.

Does Dan know...

Does Dan what?

Dan! I was just wondering

if you were coming to the party at the weekend?

Thought we'd never get you off that dance floor last week.

No, I won't be going.

Oh, by the way, did you do that essay Fleming set, Dan?

I was wondering if you'd give me an hand.

Alison, wait.

- Dan? - I'm busy, alright.

Anyway, I don't know why you're bothering with essays.

You're going to get a job in a bookies, aren't you?

Alison! Alison! Hang on. Wait a sec.

Can I take that for you?

I'm sorry for running off at the weekend.

- It's just... - I get it.

You do?

You don't want your parents seeing a lad

walking you to your door.

Ah, yeah, sorry. I, I should have said.

That's okay.

Go ahead.

♪ Stephanie says that she wants to know ♪

♪ Why she's given half her life to people she hates now ♪

♪ Stephanie says ♪

♪ When answering the phone

♪ What country shall I say is calling from across the world ♪

♪ But she's not afraid to die ♪

♪ The people all call her Alaska ♪

♪ Between worlds So the people ask her ♪

♪ 'Cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind ♪

♪ Stephanie says ♪

♪ That she wants to know ♪

Has anyone ever made you a mix tape, Stel?

- A what? - A mix tape.

A collection of songs that reminds someone of you.

♪ Stephanie says ♪

Haven't you and Dad been together, like forever?

Yeah, we, we got together young,

but you know, I did have a life before him.

And there are just some people that you never...

..um...

You never forget the boy who makes you your first mix tape.

- I listened to your tape. - What tape?

I listened to yours, too.

What tape?

What were your favourite song?

Hmm? I can't choose.

Yeah, nor can I.

No, actually I, I love "Stephanie Says".

Ahh...

- Hi. Oh, come in. - Hi, Sheila.

I missed you.

- How was the trip, love? - It was really good.

Yeah, it was really good...

- Hey. - Hey.

Look at you.

Someone looks happy.

Yeah. Boozy work lunch.

Boozy work lunch. Right. Okay.

Hey...

So, me and the girls were talking and

I realised I hadn't asked you what the idea for the book was.

No, you're right. You didn't ask about my book idea.

Do you want to tell me something about your book idea?

You want to hear about the book?

Yes, I want to hear about the book.

Do you, do you remember Jack Leonard?

Ah, yes.

I mean, I'm not a music expert like you are,

but I think everyone remembers Jack Leonard, right?

So what about him? Isn't he dead?

Ah no, no, no, no. Very much not dead.

Oh!

No, he, he lives in New Zealand.

Oh, he Kate Bush-ed it.

Totally Kate Bush-ed it. Exactly.

Alright, listen, a couple of years ago,

I tried to get him to do an in-depth interview with me.

-Hm-mm -Um...

You know, just a piece about him being that famous

and then just vanishing.

But you know, he wasn't interested.

So you want to write a book about him vanishing?

I, I don't see how that makes a whole book.

Alright, listen to this.

- Okay. Are you listening? - Yes.

Okay, he got in contact with me, right?

A few weeks ago and he says that he wants to do a book

that talks about everything, like his whole life, everything.

You know, ups, downs, warts and all, everything.

Okay, I get it that he was big at the time,

but is a book about a guy that was famous back in the day,

really going to be that... interesting?

I mean, some might say it's how the book is written.

Of course. Sorry, you're a great writer,

but you know he's um,

so he's waited this long to tell the story.

Maybe you could just wait until next year.

Does it really matter?

I just really think that we should

spend more time together, Dan.

Yeah...

I know you love what you do,

but music isn't everything.

Don't, don't we matter?

Yeah, of course we matter. Don't say that.

Of course we matter.

Look I ah, I am thinking about your trip, I promise.

- Yes. - Promise.

Good.

- Alright. - Do it.

I will take a bath.

♪ A taste of something warm and sweet ♪

♪ That shivers your bones and rises to your heat ♪

♪ I'm going down to the place tonight ♪

♪ The damp and hungry place tonight ♪

♪ Should all the stars shine in the sky ♪

♪ They couldn't outshine your sparkling eyes ♪

♪ But it's so hard to be the one ♪

♪ To touch and tease and to do it all for fun ♪

♪ But it's too much for a young heart to take ♪

♪ 'Cause hearts are the easiest things you could break ♪

♪ And I talk to the filth and I walk to the door ♪

♪ I'm knee deep in myself ♪

♪ But I want to get more of that stuff ♪

♪ Of that stuff ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Talk ♪

♪ And I want ♪

♪ And I want ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ Some candy talking ♪

♪ I love the way she's walking ♪

♪ I love the way she's talking ♪

♪ It's just the way she's walking ♪

♪ It's just the way she's talking ♪

♪ Stuff ♪

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