Original subtitles

It's okay. Mum's here.

[Jamie] Sorry for your loss.

[Libby] Everyone deals with grief in different ways.

And getting pissed and moving back in with her ex is her's, I suppose?

Oh... F...

[Frank] I want to be with you. I want to marry you.

-Prove it! -[Monica] That's my house, you old bitch!

I am not having a stag do!

Bastards!

[Libby shouts] Frank!

-[tapping] -[intro music]

Anyone watching, thinking we know fuck all about knowing fuck all about owt,

needs to watch their back. [cries out]

So, you've had your Labour, reclassifying skunk,

sending prices sky high,

literally, literally taking the grass from its own roots.

And now you've got your con-dem-nation,

Liberals noshing Tories like altar boys picking dimps up.

Have we had a national fucking stroke or what?

Is revolution a word or was it never?

Anybody watching, needs to know

we cope better than average with irony in Chatsworth.

Well, for fuck's sake, we live in Manchester

and they charge us for water!

I wandered lonely as a clown, necking mushrooms rarely found,

this green and pleasant land in ancient times...

yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak!

It's not theirs anymore.

-This is our England now. -[cheering]

Party!

[intro music]

[intro music fades away]

[kids singing] ♪ Ring-a-ring-a-roses A pocket full of posies ♪

♪ A-tissue, a-tissue! We all fall down ♪

[Jamie] Each and every one of us is a dot.

We're all tiny insignificant dots, scabs and spots on the face of the planet.

And we're only here for the blink of an eye.

So what we do in that blink is so important, not just for ourselves,

but for others too.

For our friends and for our families.

And we have to leave something behind, some trace that we were here.

Like an astronaut leaves their footprint on the moon, evidence...

[kid laughing]

Because if we don't,

if we leave no trace, then it's like we never existed at all.

Like we did nothing with our life.

And if that thought hits you when you're croaking your last,

in that split second before the lights finally go out,

what happens if you realise you did nothing with your life?

You helped no-one,

fought for nothing, changed nothing.

What do you do at that moment?

Do you live or do you die?

[beeping]

Mam!

[Mimi] What the fuck is going on?

You'll be home before you know it.

As long as you take things easy.

Think you should take a back seat for a while.

One of us'll look after things, just till you're back on your feet.

Yeah, okay. Will you do it?

Me?

Mickey's looking after Cilla,

and Jamie's got his hands full trying to get Connor back.

Uh-huh.

Shane's not up to running things, Mam.

Sort your son out first,

then we'll talk business.

-Libby Croker. -[Stella babbling]

Croker!

Yeah, I'm just calling to see if my partner Frank Gallagher

has been admitted?

[Libby] If my partner has been admitted!

Oh, no, please don't transfer me!

Has someone been using my toothbrush?

Why? Gonna start charging?

Shut up! Both of you!

Ahh! I wondered when the old Libby temper would raise its ugly head.

Yes, hello yes...

I should've come down harder on her, when she was a teenager.

He has long hair and a beard.

Like Gandalf on acid!

-Just look where it's got me. -He's 51, but probably looks a bit older.

You'd think there'd be a modicum of respect

for the poor woman who brought her into this world.

Thank you for your time.

And you're wasting everyone's time. He's not coming back.

And you're the only one who's bothered.

[coughs]

Fucking hell!

Oh!

[coughs]

I'm alive...

S'good,

I suppose.

Not as good looking this time.

Could do with a shave.

Lines,

veins,

older!

Old...

Old...

Older... Older...

What the fuck am I doing here?

And where is here? [echoing]

Get back?

Back where?

[Monica] Doctor! Doctor!

Doctor!

Quick, Doctor, do something.

The Cidermen are coming!

[electronic futuristic music]

[screaming]

Wait for me!

Hang on, hang on.

Fucking hell, this is a young man's game.

[panting] I'm fucked!

Where are we going?

How the fuck would I know?

You're the Doctor.

And who the fuck are you?

How the fuck did I get here?

I was drinking, there was drugs, you know, the usual day, night.

Night!

It was night time.

A night out.

Was a stag night!

[Libby] Frank!

Help me!

I need to get back.

It's a trap, Doctor!

Ah?

Frank!

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

-[fire stream] -[slamming]

[futuristic electronic music stops]

[Monica] Come on!

Hiya.

Like a bad penny.

Oh, don't be mean.

I was about to come and find you.

Who's dead now? Fiona?

[chuckling] I heard a whisper that Frank's missing.

Don't know where you heard that.

[mocking laugh]

If Frank is missing, that means there's no one here to look after the kids.

I'm here.

Yeah, but you haven't got parental responsibility.

So, you're not really allowed to look after them, are you?

Not legally.

Legality's never bothered you before!

Well, it does now. Liam and Stella are my babies,

and they should be with me, with their mum.

[Kelly] Ooh!

I told you we had to play the long game, didn't I?

We'd have been waiting longer if it weren't for fags and chips.

Thank God for heart attacks, eh?

What? I can say that, cos she's gonna be all right, in't she?

Yeah. A couple of days, she'll be back home.

There you go then. Heart attacks!

-Heart attacks! -[clinking]

Listen. I've got a job on. I can count on you, can't I?

Yeah.

[thumps and crashes in distance]

What in God's name...?

[high pitched squealing]

[Patty grunts]

[squealing continues]

[Jackson screaming in distance]

Help!

Someone call the police!

[Patty] Help!

[Avril] What's going on?

Are you okay? Did you get a good look at them?

-At who? -Your attackers.

The attackers are in the--

[gasps]

Filth!

[Patty grunting] Filth!

-Back upstairs, bitch! [spanking] -[with pleasure] Ah!

Time to play with the big boys again.

40 grand's worth of coke,

two quid's worth of baking soda equals 80 grand.

Where d'you get forty grand's worth of coke?

I deferred payment.

Look, these suckers turn up with a bag of cash.

Forty for the suppliers, forty for us. Easy money.

[Jamie] Yeah, too easy. How do you know this ain't a set up?

Couldn't have picked a worse place. Public, cars, CCTV...

-["Dukes of Hazard"-type horn blares] -[Jamie laughs]

Well, this just gets better and better.

Oh, wait in the car, will you?

Everything all right, mate?

Yeah. Top.

You okay?

[sniffs] Why wouldn't I be?

I thought you'd be a bit happier, that's all.

First big deal. Should be celebrating.

Yeah, great. Let's have a big fuck-off party, shall we?

Fuck off!

[suspenseful music]

[unzipping]

Fuck's this?

Don't want any trouble, do we now?

Just about to bring it in.

[Liam] She might have good intentions.

-She's got this money coming her way. -That's nothing.

[Libby] Eighteen grand's hardly nothing, Carl.

[Carl] It is to her. Won't last two minutes.

Ooh, thanks a bunch.

[Carl] You can't just pick your kids up and drop 'em off whenever you want

And you can't tell me what to do, cos you're not me dad!

Libby's a better mum than you'll ever be.

You're not taking Liam and Stella away.

[Monica] Look, there's nothing any of you can do to stop me.

It's the law...

She's right.

Uh-uh, hold your horses.

Not yet, sweetheart.

I've got a lesbian wedding to go to in the Lakes.

They're gonna tie a ribbon around a pebble and then chuck it into the Windermere,

then set off those paper lanterns... Should be beautiful.

I love a good wedding, don't you?

So, I'll be back in a couple of days,

if you could have their stuff packed for when I get back,

that'll save time and that.

See ya. [clicks tongue]

We have got to find your father.

[Kelly] I'm going to hand my notice in at Lillian's.

I'm married to the head of a family now, Capo di tutti capi.

I'm Carmela Soprano.

And I shouldn't be blowing fat, sweaty blokes for 30 quid a throw,

when I could be helping you.

What do you reckon?

[front door opens]

Surprise!

[Micky] Why didn't you tell us you was coming home, Mum?

[Mimi] Jamie wanted to surprise you all. Been filling me in on the business.

Doing good, eh, son?

[Shane] Yeah, I thought it was a good time to expand.

-Build on what we have. -[Mimi] Fucking hell!

-It's not The Apprentice. -[Micky giggles]

[Jamie] Feast your eyes on that.

All Shane's work, the planning, the execution.

Good work, son.

[birds chirping]

[door opens]

You called?

There wasn't a single penny in that bag when I--

You brought mum home, put on that big fucking performance and--

-You're not up to running the business. -Bollocks!

This is about you not being the boss.

It's about the business and it's the family.

I don't want everything we've worked for to get pissed away.

-Neither do I. -Where did you get the money?

Fuck all to do with you.

It is if you're putting the family at risk.

A small-time loan shark.

Who?

[upbeat techno music]

Chemical Mitch.

-Fucking hell, Shane! -I'm sorting it, all right?

Laters.

You forgotten something?

[kiss]

Not that. Your sister!

I thought you'd enrolled in college doing childcare shite.

Well it was a childcare and development course.

But only coz they had a free crèche, but I thought with you being home...

You thought I'd just waltz back in here

and pick up right where I left off like that?

I've got me Turkish wrestling...

I'm fucking convalescing, son!

I stared death in the face.

I need rest and time to build me strength back up.

God knows, if I don't, I'll...

Don't you worry, Mum.

I'm gonna be the best carer that Cilla could ever wish for.

You get some rest.

Backed up by researchers into child development.

The closer the mother or...

father... [chuckling] they are to baby,

it creates a stronger and deeper bond, yeah?

I spent a year in Africa working with mothers and babies

and it's really surprising to us, as Westerners, but these mothers,

they carry their children with them at all times.

-and that means-- -[Micky] Not that surprising, is it?

I mean they haven't got a choice.

They haven't got anything those lot.

No prams or bouncy chairs, no shelves and that.

Shelves?

Yeah, you know, to stick the baby on for a bit.

Right.

Okay.

I'm hearing you.

"I hear you say."

That's right, innit?

Okay.

I hear you say you think I'm unfit to be the mother of your child.

I fucking disagree.

I totally fucking disagree!

-Okay. -I haven't finished!

I think I am fit to be a mother,

because I'm trying to protect Connor, which is why I don't want you to see him.

Bollocks!

Sorry.

Sorry.

I don't trust you, Jamie.

-What do you think I'm gonna do? -Do a runner with Connor.

I wouldn't do that.

-I hear you say-- -[Jamie] I hear you say

you're looking after Connor because you're not letting him see me

because you think I'm gonna do a runner.

But I say I thought that's why you're unfit to be a mother.

Because you're not allowing him to see his dad.

And I don't give a flying fuck who's blood he's got, mine, Joe's, whoever,

I'm his dad. I'm his fucking dad!

Oh, come in, why don't you?

You've called the council!

What makes you think it was me?

So what if I did? You drove me to it with the noise of your...

fornicating!

Jackson's a trainee teacher.

If you make official complaints, you'll cause a lot of problems.

-For? -Us.

-Jackson could lose his job. -And we could lose our home.

We had a noise abatement notice at our last address.

Last three addresses.

So if I make a complaint, backed up with evidence,

you could lose your job...

and your home?

Shane's decided to up the interest on everything we're owed.

He has to pay this money back somehow.

The people that owe us money are skint!

They can't afford to stump up any more, so they'll turn to other crews.

We won't have a business left.

Okay. So what about this loan shark?

Chemical Mitch.

Known for throwing acid and bleach around,

not just at his enemies, but their wives, girlfriends, mothers...

A right nasty little fuck.

Don't think anyone would miss him, do you?

Shane won't do it.

Like I said, he's not up to running things.

-He thinks he is. -He's not!

He's fucking things up. And if he carries on like this

we're gonna lose the business, or someone's going to get hurt.

Okay.

You're in charge. Take over and sort it out.

But don't tell Shane. You'll break his heart.

He's never been top at anything in his life.

When he was a kid and they were picking teams, he was always last,

even when his own fucking brother was choosing.

Show him.

Do whatever it takes to make him realise he's not up to running the show,

for the good of the family.

Maguire?

[Mitch] Shaney, Shaney...

Your idea's smart, get other people to pay for your fuck ups. I like it.

I like it that much, I'm going to do the same.

Your debt's just gone up five grand.

Come on, girls.

Had to fight a dwarf for it. But don't worry, he'll be fine.

Shh!

[whispering] Tomorrow's another day.

[moaning in distance]

[both moaning]

-[moaning passionately] -[muffled moaning]

-I can't breathe! -Sorry!

No, no, don't stop!

[yelps loudly]

-Ssh! -[whimpering] I can't...it's too good!

[Jackson] Don't stop! Fuck me! [moans]

-[Patty sighs] -[moaning over stereo]

[door opens]

Frank?

What? What is it?

I went to the post office, right?

He's drawn his benefits.

[sighs in relieve]

So he's alive and...

And he's not here.

Well, yeah.

[Jackson] Go on... fuck me, fuck me, ahh!

[screams] Aah! Aah!

I wonder why?

Why do you think?

He doesn't want to marry me.

[both screaming] Yeah!

Yes!

So Lillian says,

"You're gonna have to work out your notice if you want a reference."

so I turned round to her and says,

"Lillian, love, I'm getting out of this game altogether."

You left?

Not till next Friday.

It'll be all right.

Won't it?

I mean, I know I'll be paying Chemical Mitch interest...

Give over fretting, will you?

This is Jamie's doing, this. Give us a pull on that.

Thing is,

he's dead fucked off, cos you're doing a good job,

and he's trying to mess with your head, that's all.

If he were brilliant, your mum would have made him boss, wouldn't she?

But she didn't. Who did she choose?

You!

Why?

Cos you're a fucking genius, that's why.

You're Tony fucking Soprano,

eh?

[Jo] Anyone else remember the means

their parents resorted to in the names of discipline?

[Micky] Please!

We had to lick batteries.

[giggles]

Yeah, PP3s for, like, small stuff.

But for bigger crimes like nicking stuff what we shouldn't have nicked,

we had to lick a fat one.

PP9s and car batteries for really big shit.

[Jo] You're not seriously proposing this as a punishment for a child?

God, no. No. Our mam did it to us when we was kids,

but things have moved on, haven't they?

I wouldn't harm a hair on a kid's head, me.

[Patty] And me, a disabled pensioner!

Walked right into my home, issuing threats, it's so upsetting.

Sadly, I don't have any hard evidence of their threatening behaviour,

but maybe when you hear this,

you'll appreciate what I've had to endure since they moved in.

["Poker Face" by Lady Gaga plays]

[music continues]

We could say he's back, say he's in here. We can't just give up.

[Libby] I'm not giving up.

All we can do now is act dignified, not cause a scene.

For Liam and Stella's sake.

Fuck that!

Have they chucked you out of college yet?

Have they?

I'm studying, right?

I have to develop strategies on dealing with problem kids.

Have you tried...

That doesn't involve licking batteries.

Rum.

My attempt to build a bridge.

I've let myself get carried away with my own pettiness.

You're decent people,

and I really don't want to cause you any problems

or have any friction between us.

That's very kind.

New beginnings?

[glass clinking]

I hope you'll be happy in it.

[Lillian] Libby...

I heard about Frank, and the wedding and that.

I know what you're going through, cos it happened to me.

I'm sorry.

Oh. Thank you.

[Jamie] I did some snooping around.

Those Welsh blokes and Chemical Mitch, they're one and the same.

Chemical Mitch isn't Welsh.

No, the Welsh blokes work for Mitch.

Trust me.

They rip you off, Mitch steps in to lend you money.

You've been stung twice by the same outfit.

Nobody will think any less of you if you want to step down.

Nah. I'll sort it.

Maguire?

Mitch wants his five grand... now.

I'll pay him what we agreed when I get it, all right?

Tell Mitch he can fuck off.

Stay out of it, Jamie.

[henchman] Jamie? Nice pub.

[glass breaking]

[Shane grunts]

[Jamie grunts]

[Jamie] Ouch!

[henchmen and Shane grunt]

[Micky] Must've proper lamped you one.

-Ouch! -[Micky] Sorry.

[Jamie] Look, I'm fine.

Cheers, everyone.

It's nothing.

[mobile rings]

Shane.

[gasping] Jamie!

Listen... I'm in the boot of a car. I'm in...

We're stopping. Fucking hell!

I don't know where the fuck I am! Just...

[exhales]

Listen. Help me, please!

I'm going to find out what's what,

where you are, and I'll be with you before you know it.

Just hang in there!

Make sure everyone gets a drink.

Calm 'em all down.

Drinks are on the house!

[chattering]

[mobile rings]

Jamie.

Oh, fuck!

[water running]

[bubbling water]

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck!

Aaaah!

Aaaah! Aaaah!

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

[gasps]

[both grunt]

[both cough]

I'll kill him for this.

No,

I will.

[both breathe heavily]

[dogs barking in distance]

[sexy music playing]

[Avril] What's the matter?

Nothing. Don't stop, please.

[both moan]

[Jackson exhales]

Jackson?

Is there something going on?

Or not going on?

It's never happened before.

I know.

You can usually hang a towel off it.

Let's not make a big deal of it.

Don't want it to become an issue.

Just relax.

I'll do all the work, yeah?

[Avril] Just relax.

For fuck's sake, Jackson!

Ow! Please stop.

No way!

New beginnings.

Can I have some?

[huffs]

[glass clinking]

The devious old...

Oh!

[weeping] Please stop!

[weeping] I think it's bleeding.

[Patty humming]

Good morning.

[sex noises]

[both moan]

-Ah! -Ah!

[moaning thru wall]

[turns on radio]

-Oh! Oh! Oh! -Ah! Ah! Ah!

[moaning thru wall]

[radio volume increases]

-Oh! -Ah!

[radio volume increases]

[both finish] Ahhh!

[Patty screams]

I died... five times,

literally died,

five times.

I walked along the tunnel to the bright light.

You'll never guess who I met there.

Sidney Poitier.

Sidney Poitier appeared as the manifestation

of our Lord and saviour, Jesus Christ, and he spake unto me,

me alone, and he said,

"Mimi Maguire, it's not your time yet,

go back, go back and tell Karen she should let Jamie see his son."

Not my words, the words of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Is that the time?

Thanks for coming. Means the world.

Karen... Jamie is the father, isn't he?

Who's Cilla's father?

I've told Jamie to sort it out with you, I know it's tricky with Joe and that.

-Thanks. -Cheers.

If this is the bit where I'm supposed to say I'm sorry,

that I went too far, etc, etc, you're wrong.

You're angry. I understand that.

I know what I've done is...

I just want us to move forward,

somehow,

you, me and Connor.

And what if Joe decides to come back?

He's not coming back.

Ever.

He's dead.

How?

So that's why you've come back, is it?

-Cos you don't have a choice anymore? -I always have a choice, Jamie.

I don't have to be here.

I fucked up, I know what I threw away, but I wanted out,

and I chose to come back to you.

Now it's up to you.

This is your time to choose.

-[Micky] Eskimos? -[Jo] Inuits.

-Eskimos. -Inuits.

Tomato, tomato. Go on.

I stayed with an Inuit community

-last year for several months, -[mouthing]

because I wanted to understand

how families bring up children in a happy, peaceful, loving way,

in the midst of seemingly harsh environments.

And what I actually discovered--

[Micky] They don't know any different, do they?

Eh?

They're not going to cry or moan for an Xbox or a Wii or whatever,

cos they don't know what they are, do they?

You don't grow up wanting something that you don't know about.

You grow up happy with the stuff you've already got.

Well, yeah, yes.

[Jamie] It's a nice little piece, this,

from Lithuania.

Couldn't point Lithuania out on a map, me.

[car lock beeps]

You don't have to do this, you know.

Wait a minute.

[Jamie] Softly, softly catches the monkey.

[car lock beeps]

-I can't do it. -[huffs]

Fuck this!

[Jamie] I knew it, I fucking knew it.

-What? -That you'd bottle it.

You're always been like this. You're your own worst enemy.

You've moaned all your life that something's not fair.

Never get picked for the football team, never get the decent jobs.

Never get a fair crack of the whip, well now's your fucking chance!

There's got to be some other way.

If you don't stump up the cash, he's going to start fucking us all up.

Not just me, you and Micky, but Mam, Kelly, the whole family.

[car lock beeps]

-He's leaving. -[tense music]

Come on, it's now or never.

Fuck it, I'll do it.

[Shane] No.

Mitch.

Got something for you.

Shane.

[Jamie] Shane!

Shane! Shane!

You'll never step up, never be a man.

-Let big brother do it for ya. -[gunshots]

Shane!

[gunshot]

Finish it.

I fucking can't, man.

[Jamie] Fucking finish it, now!

[gunshot]

[Jamie laughing]

[Jamie] I thought you were gonna bottle it.

Didn't think you had it in you.

Ugh!

Is this what you do?

Is this what you have to do when you run things?

It's business, Shane,

just business.

Yeah.

Well I don't want it.

Not this.

Not like this.

You have it.

You run it.

I don't want to.

Where are you going?

Shane!

Shane!

[Micky] "I've seen Harry and Larry nicking money out of my purse."

[giggling]

Well that's what it says, right? "Purse." I haven't got a purse.

"When I confront them, they deny it adding lies to their theft.

What do you do?"

It's an hard one, this one.

[Jo] Actually, it's fairly simple.

You challenge them.

You see, a child will build lie upon lie to create bigger, wilder lies

until the whole web of lies collapses around them.

[Micky] Leaving them feeling all humiliated.

[Jo] And what do you propose, Michael?

A PP9?

[giggles]

-Take them to the shop. -Oh, buy them a treat?

Yeah. Then go to pay for it

and give it a big, "Right, I'll just open my purse.

Oh, no! I haven't got enough money.

-So, I can't buy it you now." -[women nod]

Cause and effect, innit. You know, consequences and that.

Have you actually got kids?

I have children, yes.

[Micky] You travel all around the world,

studying how other people bring up their kids and that.

Bet you hardly spend any time with your own.

Probably don't even recognise you.

Mrs Croker?

Sorry to disturb you.

We, er, we just wanted to apologise for everything that's been going on.

It's all got a little bit out of hand.

Spiking our drinks and...

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Avril] We'd really like to put a stop to it.

Turn a page and start again.

And how exactly do you propose to do that?

We'll look into some kind of soundproofing on our side.

[Avril] And as way of an apology...

Oh! [giggling]

Thank you.

Love is a fecking wonderful thing, isn't it?

[Stella babbling]

These nature programmes,

all the animals mounting each other,

spreading their love.

[both laughing]

[Avril laughs]

[both laugh]

I feel so...

happy!

[door opens]

[Monica] Ready?

[door opens]

College finish early today?

I don't need that course any more.

Lecturer was a fraud.

No, she talked a good talk in her fancy Scottish accent...

[puts on Scottish accent] but she couldn'ee walk the walk!

I called her on her shit, caused a massive revolt.

You should've seen me, Mam. You'd have been dead proud.

No need to worry about Cilla. She's in good hands with me.

Where is she?

Shit! I've left her on the bus!

-[door open and slams] -[sighs]

-[Patty laughing hysterically] -[TV on]

[Patty] They should call this

"Britain's Got No Fecking Talent"!

[Libby] Rain makes the flowers grow, you know.

It also makes us appreciate the sun when it finally comes out.

[Stella babbles]

At some point in your life

you'll think all it ever does is rain and rain, but...

you have to hold out

because there will be sunshine in the end.

I promise.

[Monica] Dear.

All a bit sad in here, isn't it?

[Patty laughs]

Anyway, think we've got everything, except for the kids.

Leave her here, and I'll come with you

-if you just leave her here. -[Monica] Don't be silly.

Libby's a better mum than you'll ever be.

-Liam! -I mean it.

[Monica] Look, I'm your mum,

and you're both coming with me whether you like it or not.

You'll have to drag me kicking and screaming.

What's to stop me running back here with Stella?

But the council won't give me that bigger place

unless one of you come with me.

The council?

This is about you getting a bigger house?

It's got two toilets!

Unbelievable!

Oh, get over yourselves. Come on, Liam.

Stella or me.

[exhales]

[taxi door closes]

You don't have to do this.

I do.

But I'll be back as soon as she gets her house.

Take care of her.

[Stella babbling]

I'll call you as soon as your dad gets back.

[engine starts]

[sniffs]

Scatter!

[indistinct conversation]

-Cheers, mate. -Nice one.

No probs.

Not so hard next time. Later on.

Mate, calm down.

-Jamie! -It's going to be all right.

[Jamie] It's business, Shane. Just business.

[engine starts]

What's the news with Karen?

It's going to be a long haul, but it's good, yeah.

He must've sussed that Chemical Mitch's boys wanted shot of him.

So he got you to do it?

Probably made up all that stuff

about the Welsh Boys being in bed with Mitch an' all.

I could kill him!

He did me a favour.

By almost drowning you?

He was born for this,

scamming,

scheming,

killing.

So are you, sweetheart.

Nah.

Not killing.

It takes a certain kind of person to do that.

-[Jamie and Mimi laugh] -[Shane] I didn't know that.

I'm sorry, Shane.

Hm?

[Kelly] I pushed you, I encouraged you.

I was getting off on the idea of you being the boss.

And...

we're happy as we are, aren't we?

[Jamie] To taste death,

no matter how fleeting means you taste life

in all its messy sweetness and fucked up bitterness.

Death let's you appreciate life.

Helps you realise what it's all about,

because at the end of the day, when all's said and done,

and you breathe your last,

that will be your evidence that you lived.

The trace that you were here,

your footprint on the moon.

The people stood round your bed.

Nothing else matters, does it?

Just family.

We should get back, go back in time.

Avoid the stag do, heal the rift and save Libby.

[gasps terrified]

Libby! We have to get back to Libby!

[siren]

Quick, the turdis!

Come on.

-[Frank] What the fuck? -Run!

[Libby] Frank!

Libby?

[Libby] It's me!

Don't, Doctor. It's another mental trick of the mind thing!

Why settle for her when you can have me?

[Libby] Frank! Come home, Frank!

Who are you?

Libby, Monica, Sheila.

Your mother, your grandmother, your daughters, your fucks,

your wallets and purses, doctors and nurses. I am every woman and...

[Frank] I am Frank Gallagher!

[machine beeping]

[Carl] Libby's just getting over me dad doing one.

So not a word.

You're too old to be behaving like a rebellious teenager.

School contract's too risky. And it's shit money.

[Carl] It's payday. Shane's raking it in at the school.

He wants me to do all these sick sex things with him,

I didn't know he'd be getting parole, did I?

[Jamie] I get a cut of whatever else you make out of the business from now on.

-Fuck! -[alarm ringing]

Shane?

Get everyone out!

Frank!

[outro music]

-[machine vibrating] -[Patty moaning]

Oh!

[vibrating continues]

Oh!

Oh!

[Patty] Oh! Oh!

Ah! Oh!

Ooh!

[vibrating stops] Ah!

[giggles]

[Carl] Has anyone seen mi' toothbrush?