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-[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 any more.

-This is our England now. -[cheering]

Party!

[intro music fades away]

[moaning]

[Lillian] I had a paper round when I was a kid.

There was this one fella who I used to deliver to called Max.

Last house on me round.

[Kelly panting]

He told me not to be so wary of people.

Strangers are just friends we haven't yet met.

I learned to take people on,

not to be afraid of folk, 'be a bit more trusting.

And, yeah, a couple of people have let me down.

My first boyfriend, that woman at the bread stall on the market,

and Michael Barrymore.

But just 'cos you meet the odd wolf in sheep's clothing,

it doesn't mean you should change the way you think about folk, does it?

That turns me on.

[Lillian] Take 'em as you find 'em, and, as Max would say,

"Suck it and see."

[Kelly moans]

I'll mark you as a seven.

Usually go a bit younger.

[distant moaning]

Bigger tits and a tighter--

Yeah, all right. Get the picture.

[man] Maybe a six.

Shame your boss ain't a working girl. She'd be a nine.

-Lillian? -Pretty thing.

Big eyes and a f...

-In Lillian's absence, I'm the boss! -[men cheering]

Who fucking says so?

-Lillian! -Yeah?

Yeah.

Right.

I'm off.

Trixie can't service this lot on her own.

You'll have to get stuck in then.

If you walk out of that door, you won't ever be allowed back.

I mean it.

-You're sacked! -You can't sack me.

No?

Huh! No.

-[Kelly] Ah! -[men keep cheering]

I was going to work for the council,

but I wanted to spend less time on paperwork

and more time on the actual job, you know?

-Custard cream? -My favourite.

-Take two. -Oh, I couldn't.

-A moment on the lips... -A lifetime on the hips!

-Exactly! -[both laugh]

[Patty] Three piles of dog mess! I was hoping for much more.

The MP won't take three seriously.

Mum, this is Jenny.

Jenny Taylor.

Jenny's going to be your career.

Remember you said needed a bit of help?

I said no such thing!

No wonder so many elderly people lose their marbles,

alone all day, no company except the television.

Antiques here, attic there,

auction this, cash that... rubbish.

Oh, finally, a bit of food. I've had nothing to eat but dust and air.

And then you bring me this?

A bowl of disdain served up on a tray of neglect.

I work! I have a job now, mother.

You've bitten off more than you can chew.

You can't look after me and hold down a job.

I meant you should stop working.

-Should I just, erm? -No.

Yes!

-She's staying. -She's not.

-She is. -She isn't.

-Is. -Isn't.

Is.

-[Patty mumbles] Isn't. -Is.

[dreamily music]

[happy giggles]

I've been chasing you for ages.

Is your phone broke?

Must be, you usually send me loads of texts.

Oh, yeah... Sorry about that.

I, er...

Go on, what do you want this time?

I was wondering...

if you...

If you, erm...

A hammer!

If you've got a hammer, I mean, that I can borrow...

to put a picture up...

in my room?

I'm putting a picture up.

I'll pop round as soon as I can.

[whispering] A hammer?

Sorry I missed your call. Been tied up with my stalker.

Sita, is everything okay?

Chesney's out.

Right.

-You okay? -I am now.

[bottles clink]

[bottles clink]

-Kelly, love, Bonnie's told me-- -Bet she didn't tell you all.

Swanning around saying she's boss!

She is. When I'm not there, she is.

I know you two have got a few differences, but I'd like you to get along.

-She's sacked. -You can't sack me.

-I can do the fuck-- -You--

Stop it! The pair of you.

You can't breeze in and out of work whenever the mood takes you.

And you can't sack anybody unless you've talked to me first.

-You're letting her come back? -[Lillian] She's a popular girl.

Bonnie!

[door shuts]

[Kelly] Ah...

Shane, get Lillian a drink.

[Sita and Carl moaning]

Marry me.

[door shuts]

[Carl panting]

[music from headphones]

Did you find everything you were after today?

Not everything, no.

If we haven't got what you want, try somewhere else.

[door opens]

[Chesney] You all right?

-What's the matter with him? -Search me.

[door shuts]

[Lillian] Were you worried about me? I've had a couple of drinks with Kelly.

Thanks for waiting up for me though, it's...

Changing the locks?

Thanks, sweetheart. You can go and see Trixie now, she'll sort you out.

You can't be too careful.

Not round here.

Especially with all the work we've had done and lights, it's...

-Let me in, you daft ha'peth! -Go away.

-Pardon? -Go away!

Piss off out of it.

Fuck off!

[cheerfully] Good morning!

Now, I don't know how much assistance you need.

From you, none!

But I thought I'd gently ease my way into your morning routine

-by making a lovely bowl of porridge. -I hate it.

My mother used to love her porridge of a morning.

-I am not your mother. -No.

Anyhoo, give it a whirl, it's a bit of a speciality of mine.

Oh! Too salty.

It's too sweet.

Just right?

[Jenny] Yes!

Thanks for taking me in last night, love.

We weren't going to leave you out here!

[Lillian snores]

Love you, Mummy.

Right, remember what I said.

We've no idea what she'll do, so be on your guard.

[heavy knocks on the door]

All right, all right!

[Bonnie] Hiya, everyone!

Come on in.

What the fuck?

[Bonnie] Still whiffs a bit, but what do ya reckon?

-Classy. -Mint.

Tacky.

It's the kindest thing anyone's ever done. Thank you.

Did you have a nice time at the hotel, Lills?

Hotel?

Yeah, I booked her in, she couldn't have stayed here,

there were builders everywhere.

What've you done with all her stuff?

Photos, ornaments.

I's not up to much at the mo,

but when Lills puts all her little piccies up and that it'll be dead homely.

And this?

So she doesn't have to go down to the kitchen to cook.

She'll shit in a bucket?

-This is Lillian's house and you can't-- -It's not.

It's Bonnie's house now.

I've signed it over to her.

In case I have to go into a care home.

-You don't need to go into a care home. -Not yet.

She's my daughter, see. Not by blood.

I've adopted her.

I'm officially Bonnie Tyler.

"Turn around, bright eyes."

-Twat. -Fuck this.

[Shane says indistinct insults]

Why have you done this? After everything we...

I've looked after you, protected...

helped.

Why do this?

-I need someone. -You've got me!

And I don't want owt in return, you've got me.

You've got your own life, love. Bonnie and me haven't.

[melancholic piano music]

-What would you like to do today? -What do you propose?

One of the high number channels

-has a Last of the Summer Wine marathon. -No.

The History Channel, for wartime?

No.

-TV bingo? -No.

[Patty] Ow!

-Concentrate on what you're doing! -Sorry.

I've had a bellyful of what this house has to offer.

I want to get out and about and see the world.

Tatton Park!

Trip out to Fleetwood!

The theatre.

We Will Rock You must be on somewhere.

[can rattling]

-[Avril] Jackson! -[Jackson] Carl!

[Avril] Jackson!

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't punch your lights out!

-What the fuck? -Letitia's a child!

My child! Stay away!

-Listen, I'm not... -Texting each other every five minutes?

That's her!

Not me.

She's been following me around.

Look.

She's been sending me stuff all the time, and I don't know what to do.

I've been trying to put her off, but she doesn't accept a no.

Here.

I'm sorry.

-I'll kill her! -Jackson!

You can't go in with all guns blazing! Like you said, she's a child.

We could mess her up if we don't deal with this properly.

Make her fall out of love with you.

[Jackson] Nicely. Break her heart and I'll kill you.

I mean it.

-She's a sensitive soul, takes after me. -[Avril laughs]

I am. I'm still scarred by this girl dumping me

-when I was 14. -Tracy Russell?

Yeah.

-Tracy Russell. -[Avril] Here we go.

-Tracy fucking Russell? -Ah! What was that for?

-I wouldn't mind, but she was minging! -[Carl laughs]

She was gorgeous!

[Jackson screams in pain]

That's a good flash!

I don't think I were smiling. Want to take another?

No, it's perfect! I'll upload it later.

-Upload it? -To the website.

It pays to advertise, you see.

-With a picture of me? -I'm expanding the business, Lills.

Granny fucks, Wayne Rooney specials.

I can't do that. I just run things, I don't do things.

-I just run things. -Not anymore.

I wouldn't be able to, you know.

-The mechanics... -It's like riding a bike.

But I don't want to.

I don't like it. Never have, truth be told.

[Bonnie] New house rules.

You suck off or you fuck off, same for everyone.

[door shuts]

Really strong air freshener.

To get rid of the stench of old people.

-I thought we were going out. -We are out.

-I love you. -[Sita] Sh!

-I don't care who hears. -I do!

-I want us to be together. -There is no us, Carl.

[Chesney] No.

There fucking isn't!

She's not just another fuck!

-I swear. I fucking love her. -Then you're fucked.

-You heard of honour killings? -Don't be daft.

You don't know her family, mate.

At the very least, they'll cut her out. She won't have anyone, or...

She'll have me.

[scoffs]

It's all down to your faith.

-She couldn't be with a non-Muslim. -I'll convert then.

I mean it, I'll do whatever it takes. I'll convert.

It's not just about dressing up.

To be a good Muslim, you have to have a pure heart.

-Live a good life. -Yeah, I know.

And I will.

-You've been dealing in stolen cars. -And you've been driving 'em.

-[phone beeps] -Your admirer again?

-Sort that out. -I want to sort this first.

I know we've got something.

The way we were yesterday.

I know you felt it, too.

I'm sorry for asking you to marry me, we should take our time.

No.

I'm getting married already. I'm going to Pakistan.

It's set and everything. Sorry.

[door opens and shuts]

When a man and woman love each other...

But what about when a man loves a man

-and a woman loves a woman? -That's different.

-How? -Let's just...

stick to the matter in hand.

Go on, then.

-When a man and a woman love each other... [-sighs]

You're not going to say a "special kiss" or a "special hug", are you?

No.

Of course not.

The sperm...

S...

-Swims. -It can swim?

Yeah.

Continue.

It swims to the egg...

How does it get there?

I mean, I get the egg bit, yeah? But...

the sperm...

how does that get there?

Erm...

Erm...

Er... Avril!

[dog barks outside]

Collectibles In Your Cellar's on in a few minutes.

[clears throat]

They're mine. Those chocolates.

They're mine.

Oh.

You know, I don't think this is working out.

Me and you.

I don't go anywhere, do anything.

It's the same as it was before.

But with less chocolates.

I think it'd be best if you moved on.

You can't ask me to move on.

Well, you can ask me, but it won't make any difference.

I'm employed by your daughter.

You have absolutely no say in the matter.

[traditional Greek music playing]

As well as the makeover and the installation of the CCTV system

to make your working environment safer and happier,

Bruno here will be on hand 24/7.

A pimp?

His title is Leisure and Recreation Manager.

-A pimp. -Bruno will also ensure

your payments are present and correct.

Never had trouble before.

From the punters, and from the girls.

This refurbishment costs.

This is payback time.

House cuts will rise to 70%.

Fuck off!

You'll be no worse off, there's more customers coming already!

It's a little knocking shop, not the fucking Chicken Ranch!

Bruno will also be collecting 200 a week rent money from all of you!

Taxi drivers rent their cars, hairdressers hire their chairs,

you will be renting your beds.

-No way! -Feel free to leave any time you want.

I am doing.

[Bonnie] You're all free to ply your trade

with the other ten quid a throw crackhead girls on the streets.

Because I'd ensure no other parlour in Manchester would take any of you.

[grunts in frustration]

[Chesney] Wake up! You fucking tramp!

Oh, fuck.

You slept here?

Must've, yeah. [snorts]

You're turning into your dad.

The police have been round.

They wanted a word with Sita about that stolen car shit.

Apparently she was IDed.

Could it get any worse?

Had a word with Letitia yet?

-[sighs] Yeah, I'm on it. -Liar!

-Go easy, won't you? -Will do.

No, you won't. You'll just stick your head in the sand.

What do you care?

I thought you was trying to be a good Muslim?

[Carl] What's the point?

Sita's going, in't she? Fucking arranged marriage bollocks.

Sort yourself out, Letitia and the police.

Leave the arranged marriage to me.

Oh, good. I was worried I might have missed you.

Would you take a look at that!

[Jenny] It's the fresh air.

We've had a trip out,

to that woodland trail on the other side of the estate. Mere Bottom?

Oh, you don't know it? Oh, it's lovely.

I'll take you there, get a nice picnic together...

-[Libby laughs] -[Jenny] What?

It's nothing.

Oh, go on. You can tell me.

Oh, it's just...

Mum was complaining earlier that she never goes anywhere.

Clearly, she spoke too soon.

It is quite common for a caree to be upset with their carer,

especially in the early days.

They have expectations which can sometimes be unrealistic.

But not in your mother's case.

There'll be plenty of trips out, don't worry.

I'm sorry.

[Jenny] Don't be, she's your mum and you want the best for her.

And you can talk to me about anything, you know.

Not just in my capacity as a carer but... also as a friend.

We prefer groups to book ahead.

A little bird told me what you're up to.

A little bottle-blonde bird?

[Mimi] It's time you were fucking off.

Give us the keys.

Keys!

It's all right, Bruno.

Don't fuck me about, cuntstick.

I can make you disappear for good.

You'd kill me?

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

Well, if you do that,

then the tape of your little threat

will be in police hands before my body's cold.

Got it?

I like to think I'm fair,

and I respect you as a fellow businesswoman.

So, I'm going to up your protection fee

to, let's say... 20%?

Plenty of other firms will take it if you don't.

Shane!

Maguire business, not Shane and Kelly business.

-[door shuts] -Uh...

Libby!

Sh, it's really early. I'm off to work.

No, don't go.

[sighs] Just go back to sleep.

Jenny will be here later, take you out again.

She's not kind...

-Just go back to sleep. -[slurring] I...

think she's drugging me.

[Libby sighs]

[echoed voice] See you later!

[moans]

[Lillian] Don't go, please.

If you need anything, ask Bruno.

He'll report back to me on a weekly basis.

I don't need anything, I just need you.

-[Bonnie sighs] -Bonnie, love.

You're upsetting me, and you're upsetting the girls.

And you're wrecking people's lives.

Oh, don't be so dramatic. It's business.

Cut away dead wood, highlight the assets,

maximise profitability.

-What about us? -See ya.

-That yours? -Duh!

-Is it? -[Bonnie] Yeah!

If you're so well off, why are you taking everything off me?

I haven't taken, Lillian. You've given.

[engine revs]

-You all right? -No, but I will be.

[screams] Ah!

[moans in pain]

Me leg!

I think I've pulled me G-string.

[Kelly] Come on.

Put your arm round.

Had to slip into something a little more... cooler.

I think something's wrong with the heating, it keeps playing up.

Brought you a drink.

-Where's the thing you wanted to put up? -Oh, that?

Oh, I managed it, ta.

[Letitia] Sorry!

I tripped or something. Let me dry it for you.

It's all right.

-No, come on. -Leave it!

It's a bit embarrassing. I've got this...

skin thing. Like eczema.

But worse!

It's flaky. It comes off in sheets. And it's contagious.

-I'm not bothered, Carl. -I am!

-My mum and dad are out. -So who's this ugly lot? JLS?

Jay-Z, Tupac, Snoop.

Oh, right.

You like all that shit?

-Shit? -Yeah, rap.

It's music for middle class white kids.

They're the only ones daft enough

to listen to all that pretend gangster bollocks.

[clacking]

[door shuts]

[chuckles]

[Mimi] How do you know if she's got a nut allergy?

Give 'em one and see what happens.

Give us a bag of dry roasted, will ya?

She's a bit young, in't she?

Salted, then.

Might go up to Mere Bottom again.

-[Jenny] Lovely. -[Libby giggles]

[Karen] Thanks.

-Look who I bumped into! -Hiya.

[sighs] That's me done.

Could I have an orange juice, please?

-And? -Pint.

[Libby] I could have one myself, little post-work tipple.

I don't have to rush back and attend to Mother.

[Jenny giggles]

So, you're Patty's carer?

-Yeah. -Must be nice to having bit of help?

I can't fault you, honestly I can't.

My grandad lived with us for years when I was a kid.

He was losing his marbles. Fucking torture.

Don't get me wrong, loved him to bits, like you and your ma.

But it takes over your life, doesn't it?

It completely takes over.

It was a blessing when he eventually pegged it,

know what I mean?

Parents, eh?

-Can't live with them... -Nor kill 'em.

[both laugh]

[Mimi laughs]

[Libby keeps laughing]

[Chesney] Yvonne Karib?

She's there somewhere.

It's me mum.

Is there anyone there who understands English?

[whispers] It's Pakistan. Carl told me everything.

See if we can get the arranged marriage called off.

-I thought you wanted rid of me? -Carl doesn't.

-It's got all to do with Carl. -What's going on?

There is no arranged marriage.

I made it up.

Why?

I'm a good Muslim girl, studying to be a doctor and he's--

Not good enough for you?

You're not better than him.

He's getting me involved in all kinds of shit.

Oh, boo hoo.

The fucking police!

I mean, how many junior doctors do you know with a criminal record?

So I'm going to Pakistan,

just for the summer.

Then I'll tell him I'm married and he'll have to leave me alone.

If you go,

you go for good.

[Carl] I went to the cop shop.

[Sita] And?

Told 'em it was me.

-Did they believe you? -Not until I told 'em my name.

I might get a caution, maybe community service.

But the main thing is you're off the hook.

[Sita sighs]

I've sorted Letitia.

[crying] He just wasn't the person that I thought he was.

They never are, love.

In a good way.

And I've proved that I can lead a pure life, like a good Muslim.

I've even quit my job with the Maguires.

I don't feel the same as you.

Look, we had a laugh, but it's time to move on now.

Move on, grow up.

No. No!

-I need to finish packing. -Sita?

[Sita] You're nothing special, you know. Just some chavvy lad with a hard-on.

Go on, fuck off.

[singing] Home alone!

[Jenny] Hello, hello!

Sorry, I'm a bit late.

I picked up a bit of shopping.

-[signing] Patricia? Where are you? -In here.

[Jenny sighs]

Isn't Aidan a bit old for marbles?

He ought to be careful. Someone could have an accident.

-[electric buzzing] -[Frank groaning]

[Frank shouts in pain]

[Frank yells]

[Libby] Mum, I brought you back some chips for your lunchish tea brunch.

I know you probably won't want them,

but, if I hadn't, you'd have pinched mine.

[Libby] S'funny.

[Patty] This rope's too tight!

I know you're not gonna run away,

but I don't want you falling out and hurting yourself.

Not yet, anyway.

The hurting comes later.

[Patty grunts]

-That's it. -[Patty moans]

Good girl.

Yes, good girl!

[Jenny sighs]

[Jenny] Oh!

Medicine time for Jenny, too.

[Jenny] Uh...

[kettle whistling]

I always wanted to go camping.

[sighs] Never could, though.

D'you know why?

My parents were sick.

All my life,

I've been smothered, confined, held back by sick old people.

Daddy fell ill shortly after I was born.

[crows caw]

I wasn't allowed to do anything.

No chocolates and television for Jenny...

[film tape rolling]

...for fear of disturbing Daddy.

He lay on a bed

in our front room

dying...

throughout my entire childhood.

And the smell, oh!

[hysterical laughter]

My Daddy eventually died

when I was about to leave school.

I'd decided on a career in medicine.

[ghostly voice] Then mummy fell ill.

I had to look after mummy, nurse her until she died.

And when she did eventually die,

after many,

many, many,

[possessed voice] many years of sickness...

I was free.

[crows caw]

[wind blows]

[crying]

Libby needs her freedom, too.

Do you understand?

[tense music]

Yeah.

Like a collateralized debt obligation, you know?

A junior tranche will have the main default risk,

-so, yeah, you'll have to offer them... -[knocking]

Holy fuck!

It's a bit parky up here, cock, can you let us in?

-How did you get up here? -Window cleaner.

[police sirens in distance]

[upbeat music]

[pills rattling]

Have we met before?

[laughs]

You think there's a big conspiracy?

A revenge thing?

Like you killed my sister?

No, Lillian, we haven't met before.

Are you sure?

Name one place in the world you've been I would have wanted to visit.

Lytham St Annes?

It doesn't make sense.

If you're so successful, why pick on Chatsworth and on me?

You're a casualty of business, that's all,

there were dozens before you, there'll be dozens after.

Could we go back to where we were before?

Before we met?

No, I mean Kelly and the girls are upset, and I'd like to make it alright with them,

but at the same time I don't want to lose you.

You still want some kind of relationship?

A mother's love is unconditional.

[melancholic music]

Maybe you should move on then?

Find somebody your own age?

Some brain-dead lad who smells of yoghurt and has pictures of Shakira on his walls?

No, ta.

[sniffs]

[sniffs]

Yeah.

No! If Carl Gallagher thinks this is over, he's got another thing coming.

This is just the beginning.

Right!

Time I was heading home.

Whoop! See how me bidding's going on eBay.

Charles and Diana Royal Wedding china mug.

Starting bid a pound,

can you believe that?

I... I'm frightened.

[Jenny] And I'm not?

I've got to walk back on me own!

[Patty] I'm too young to die!

Hardly.

-I haven't said my goodbyes. -To who?

-My daughter, the only thing I have. -Don't pretend you love her now.

But I do!

[hysterical laughter]

You won't get very far with flat tyres.

[tyres puff]

[Libby] Mum?

Mum!

Libby, Libby!

[Patty cries in relief]

She should be home, not out here in the cold.

She's drugging me!

You and me... We're like Thelma and Louise!

[Jenny laughs]

I hate to see you suffer, Libby,

I don't want you to have to go through what I had to go through.

It's not fair.

-What are you saying? -We'll leave her.

Here?

[Jenny] It won't be murder, or even assisted suicide.

It'll be natural causes. Exposure.

She's my mum!

-[Jenny] She's a burden on both. -[laughter]

[Libby] You don't have to worry about that any more. You're sacked.

No!

-No, I... -[puppet laughs]

No, I'm your friend!

You're not!

You're really not.

Come on, Mum, let's get you out of here.

[Jenny yells aggressively]

[both grunt]

You can't be serious!

Time to say goodbye!

[both scream]

[screams]

[Libby] No!

[both shriek]

[grunting]

Sorry, Mummy.

I'm not your mummy!

[muffled voice] I'm not your mummy.

[thud]

[Libby cries]

I love you, Mum!

[Patty] Be careful.

My new coat.

Come on now, get me home.

-[Libby cries] -[Patty] Sh...

[Libby keeps crying]

The other week, I went out with my friend,

to celebrate my birthday,

my 17th.

We had dinner in this restaurant,

drank champagne,

and ended up in bed back at this really zsuzsi hotel.

That was my first time.

The first time I had sex.

Sex that I wanted.

I'd done it before.

But never wanted to.

I was forced to.

To make money.

Men, all queuing up to fuck me,

fuck every part of me,

and film me,

group sex, one on one,

humiliation, domination...

It's all on the internet, for everyone to see.

And I did it all.

All from being ten.

[Lillian] Oh...

Ten years old, I was put on the game.

By my mum.

Not step-mother.

My actual, unconditional...

loving mother.

I'd prefer a cup of tea.

This is 200 quid a throw stuff, this!

Why would anyone want to spend 200 pounds on a drink?

-What's all this? -[champagne pouring]

This place, your car...

Why would anyone want all this stuff?

-Wouldn't you? -Oh, no.

I'd be awake half the night worrying if it was safe.

There's more important things in life than stuff.

-Like? -Us.

There is no us.

There isn't.

I saw your face that day when I adopted you,

and you took my name.

I can't believe that's it.

You're a bit too old for a formal adoption but a legal name change,

that's a step in the right direction.

Welcome to the family.

Bonnie Tyler.

Thanks, Mum.

It was all bollocks, Lillian, part of the plan.

I didn't give two shits.

The best actresses in the world,

the Farrah Fawcetts, Mary Streep, Barbara Knox,

they couldn't have looked like you did.

That wasn't fake.

I looked into your eyes and we were both a bit teary.

Hay fever.

I saw what I saw,

and I know what you thought,

and that look that you had, that was real.

["Con Te Partirò" plays]

♪ Quando sono solo ♪

♪ Sogno all'orizzonte ♪

♪ E mancan le parole ♪

♪ Si lo so che non c'è luce ♪

♪ In una stanza quando manca il sole ♪

♪ Se non ci sei tu con me ♪

One last thing.

♪ Con me ♪

[Jenny moans in pain]

♪ Su le finestre ♪

♪ Mostra a tutti il mio cuore ♪

♪ Che hay acceso ♪

♪ Chiudi dentro me ♪

♪ La luce che ♪

[Jenny grunts]

♪ Hai incontrato per strada ♪

I used to want things, then I realised that stuff isn't important.

True happiness

is what lies inside yourself.

["Con Te Partirò" keeps playing]

This might sound a bit daft,

but I've met a lot of people,

and out of everyone in this world,

or in the previous life,

you are the only person that reminds me of myself.

[cries]

You and me are the same person.

What the fuck are you on about?

[Lillian] Me and my mum, and you and yours.

The only difference is yours loved you.

Did she fuck!

-[Bonnie cries] -She stayed with you.

Mine didn't, she left me on a doorstep.

Your mum must've loved you. She kept you.

Now, I'm not like my mum. I won't walk out on you.

You've got me for life

and there's nothing you can do to separate us.

I love you.

And you don't have to say anything back, it's okay.

Silence speaks volumes.

[cries desperately]

[Lillian] There's nothing I want from you, although the keys would be nice.

And things to get back the way they were with the girls.

I won't put any pressure on you. I won't be coming round.

I'll just wait for you to come to me.

And you'll always be welcome, darling.

♪ Time to say goodbye ♪

[cries desperately]

♪ Paesi ♪

♪ Che non ho mai ♪

♪ Veduto e vissuto con te ♪

♪ Adesso si li vivrò ♪

♪ Con te partirò ♪

♪ Su navi per mari ♪

♪ Che, io lo so ♪

♪ No, no, non esistono più ♪

Bye, sweetheart. Love ya!

♪ Con te io li rivivrò ♪

♪ Con te partirò ♪

[Lillian] Kids can be horrible to their mums,

little kids, you know,

you'll see em shouting, throwing tantrums, even hitting their mums.

Nobody else on earth puts up with that.

If you behave like that with anyone else,

you'd fetch up with no friends,

no boyfriend.

But you'd always have a mum.

Mums make you soup when you're poorly,

tuck you into bed at the end of the day

and someone to give you a hug when you've had your heart broken.

There's no one else who'll do that for you, 'cept your mum.

If you're lucky enough to have one.

I never had one, me.

I made me own soup, tucked myself in and looked after myself.

It can harden you, that, make you tough,

cold-hearted or it can make you care,

make you want to look after someone else.

Someone less fortunate than yourself.

Make you into a mum.

["Con Te Partirò" ends]

-[Mickey] Uncle Robert! -[Bobbi] Bobbi.

-With an I. -Scouse transvestite, hardly convincing.

Two days and he's out of here.

[Jackson] BAP.

British Alliance Party.

[Mark] I hope you like white.

-I like most whites. -[Bobbi] I'm a woman.

Cock.

-Woman. -Cock.

[Mimi grunts]

Remember who pays your wages.

[Jamie] You work for me or for him, not both. It's time to choose.

The team won the game,

and the cup and they all lived happily ever after.

Now go on, boys,

line up while grandma gets ready.