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- William Coulthard? - Yes.

The doctor's ready for you now.

Good.

So how long have you felt this way?

Since I read it, really.

I'm going to write you a prescription.

- Yeah. - You take one a day only.

- Okay. - If you have any side effects, come back to me immediately.

Okay.

- Oh, hi. - Hi, Bill. It's good to see you back.

- Thank you, Julia. - Listen, I heard about--

- Yeah. - It'll be okay.

- Yeah, thanks again. - Well, I won't keep you.

- If you need anything. - Yeah, I'll bare it in mind.

See you soon.

Sean, is he ready?

Yep.

Excellent.

Bill, can I check your levels?

Yeah, one, one, two. One, two, three.

- One, one, two. One, two, three. - Yep, that's good.

Thank you.

Hm?

You hungry?

You hungry?

♪ I vow to thee, my country ♪

♪ All earthly things above ♪

♪ Entire and whole And silently ♪

♪ Her shining bounds increase ♪

♪ And her ways are ways Of gentleness ♪

♪ And all her paths ♪

♪ Are peace ♪

Very nice. But, George,

I am gonna need that note to last a fraction longer, okay?

And if anyone needs a toilet break, now would be the time.

William, could I have a quick word?

Sure, Denise. How can I help?

Well, I was actually just wanting to ask how you are.

I'm okay.

I'm okay, thanks for asking.

It's just, I know it's hard.

I've been there before.

If you need someone to talk to or help at home, I'm here.

Thank you. But really, I'm doing alright.

These things happen,

and life will be back to normal in a week.

- Are you sure? I could-- - Denise, again,

thank you for your offer, but you needn't worry.

Everything will be normal.

Oh, come on man. Don't be a twat.

- You do this all the time. - What? No, I don't.

- Why are you lying? - You know it's the truth.

- Why are you being such a dick? - You know what, forget it.

Look, I promise I'll come back in 20 minutes with rest.

No, pay now or put something back.

What, don't you trust us? I said I'll come straight back.

And I said pay now or put something back.

I need the fucking milk for my baby, now.

You don't need the cigarettes for your baby, do you?

Pay for the milk now, come back for the cigarettes later.

I need a fucking cig for the walk home, don't I.

- And I said, no. - It's six quid.

Why are you being such a dick over six fucking quid?

You're being a dick. You know what?

- Get out, you're barred. - Oh, fuck off.

- I don't wanna shop here anyway, you con! - Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Sorry, but how much is it she owes you?

Six pound, is that it?

She doesn't owe me anything.

She's not buying from me.

Oh, listen. Okay, I'll pay.

Don't want her baby going hungry.

Take that, it's all good.

And we can all go about our day, is that okay?

Fine.

Ta.

Look, I just live round the corner.

If you've got five minutes, I'll give you your money back.

No, no.

Consider it a gift.

I don't want no gift.

Please, I wanna give your money back.

Okay, fine.

Not far from here.

Good.

Just so you know, I don't have a kid.

What?

What, wait a minute. You said you needed milk for your child?

Well, I fucking lied, didn't I?

You lied?

I don't believe this. Here, take it.

Take it, you're on your own.

I lied to that prick, not you.

You took the money though, didn't you?

And that lie was the only reason I helped you.

Otherwise I would've left you to it.

You're getting your fucking money back, aren't you?

It's not the point, you lied.

What's your story?

I don't have a story.

Everyone's got a story.

- Do they? - Yep.

And what's yours?

Don't wanna hear mine.

My life's a fucking horror story.

Too scary for a posh twat like you.

Sorry, excuse me, sorry. Can you not?

Can you not?

I meant that in the nicest way possible.

You got any kids?

No.

Unless, like you, I also count my imaginary children.

Ha, ha, hilarious.

You're married though, aren't you?

How'd you know that?

Gold band.

Look, when we get to mine, you better not try anything.

I mean it.

Believe me, I'm not interested.

I just want my money back and I'm gone.

Good. Because if you do, I'll cut your balls off.

Understood.

- Do you want a drink? - No thank you.

I'm making a brew, how'd you have it?

I'm fine, thank you.

Just have a fucking brew, will you?

All right, milk, no sugar. Thanks.

All right.

- Tina? - What?

Why is there a weirdo sat on our sofa?

I owe him a couple of quid. You got any money on you?

- Do you know him? - No.

Mate, he could be a fucking rapist.

He's not a rapist.

He looks like a rapist.

Are you making me one?

God sake.

- So you got six quid on you? - What for?

I didn't have enough for me cigs, so he helped me out.

I think I've got about a fiver.

Don't get paid till tomorrow.

Yeah, that'll do.

Take it then.

Put it in my mouth, then?

I'll have to owe you a quid.

That's enough. I'm not chasing you for one pound.

So what do you do?

Nothing.

Nothing? You don't work.

I do sometimes when I feel like it.

You?

I play the church organ.

That's my full-time job,

but I also present a show with my wife.

What do you mean you present a show?

It's just a local television show

on the public access channel, that's all.

Are you famous?

No, I'm not famous.

All right.

What's the show about then?

Um...

God, Jesus.

Things like that.

You one of those then, are you?

One of what, sorry?

One of those die-hard religious types.

Had a teacher at school.

His name were, what the fuck was his name?

Oh, whatever, I can't remember.

But he were just like you.

Always going to church and pressurizing

the kids in believing in all that shit.

Well, I don't know if I would call it that,

but, you know, actually, I'm quite offended.

Carrow. Mr. Carrow, his name were.

Do you know him?

No.

He's probably dead now.

He was touching 70 when I were at school.

Drink your tea, it'll go cold.

So what day's your show on then? I'll watch it.

No, I don't think it would be your cup of tea.

so to speak.

Yeah, it probably won't be, but I'll still watch it.

It's on Wednesday and Friday nights.

Right, I'll let you know what I think.

So do you live with your friend?

Who, Lisa?

- Lisa, right. - Yeah.

Lived on your own long?

Since I was about 14.

With Lisa?

No, lived with Lisa for about 10 months now.

Moved in with an old boyfriend when I was 14.

Fourteen?

That's young.

That's very young.

Yeah, well, some would say I was forced to grow up quick.

Is your tea alright?

Yeah, yeah, fine, thank you.

I'd offer you a biscuit, but we don't have none.

That's not a problem.

Not a problem.

Do you have any aspirations?

Aspirations?

Yeah, like hopes,

dreams for the future, things like that.

No, I suppose I did when I were younger,

but life got in the way.

What did you wanna be when you were younger?

Wanted to be an actress.

You know, like performing on a stage, like?

So why didn't you do it?

Because it was a silly dream for a silly child.

I don't think that's a silly dream at all.

I think that's a good dream.

Yeah, it were.

I'm million miles away from ever being that person.

It's too late for me now.

Ah, you think you're too old?

Well, yeah.

Mm.

You know, they do courses in it.

I don't know much about it myself,

but a friend of mine, her daughter,

she studies performing arts.

All right, well,

I haven't got the time nor the talent.

I just look forward to weekend so I can get off my face.

Right.

Can I ask you a question?

What?

How do you live like this?

Like what?

This.

Just the whole place is a mess.

You've got rubbish everywhere, and this.

I know what this is.

It seems a waste.

- Who the fuck are you? - What?

Who the fuck are you to judge me, you prick?

Just because you helped me out, you think it can come into my home

- and question the way I live life my life? - No, no, no.

- It wasn't that, it's just-- - Just what?

Well, look at it.

It's just I don't think this is any way

for a young woman to live her life. I don't.

Look, I live my life exactly how I want to live it.

- Okay, then. - Just because you've got some shitty TV program

that nobody probably watches don't mean

that you can look down on everyone else, especially me.

- I'm not looking down. - I've met people like you before.

I bet your wife's just the same as well, ain't she?

A cunt.

Now get the fuck out of here.

Thank you for the drink.

Fuck off!

Hello, Brenda.

Hi, this is Brenda.

Sorry I can't get to the phone right now,

but please leave a message after the beep.

Hi, Brenda, it's Bill.

Um... just wondering if you'd give me

a call back if you have any news.

Or you can give me a call if you don't.

It would be good to talk.

I'm on the same number, so that's good.

Um... yeah, so speak soon.

Bye-bye.

That was awkward.

That was awkward.

You shouldn't be here.

I thought everyone were welcome at church.

It's not what I meant. It's not open yet.

The door were open actually, so I just walked in.

- How did you know I was here? - I didn't.

But seeing as there's only three churches in the area,

you weren't exactly hard to find.

Hmm.

Well, I suppose the next question would be,

what do you want?

Here.

You tracked me down in order to give me a pound?

I always pay my debts,

even if it is just a fucking quid.

No, you don't use that language in here.

You can speak however you want at home, but not here.

You understand?

Fine.

Look, I just wanna apologize about

the way I acted the other day.

- Forget it. - I can't forget it.

You did a really nice thing for me

and I just went off on one.

I'm really sorry, yeah?

Okay, sorry.

I forgive you.

Now I need to be getting on with some work, okay?

Let me make it up to you.

There's nothing to make up.

Come on.

You do eat, don't you?

Thank you.

You didn't have to do this.

- But thank you. - It's fine.

I like it here. They do a good cooked breakfast.

- Can't afford it often, though. - Yeah?

So how did you get to learn the piano like that?

The church organ, do you mean?

Yeah.

I learned from young age.

You're good.

Thank you.

Do you play any instruments?

No.

Why not?

I remember when I were little, about seven or eight,

I wanted a guitar for Christmas.

It was pink, I had my heart set on it.

I thought if I could learn it,

I could become a famous singer-songwriter.

Sound stupid, don't I?

No, you don't.

Did you get the guitar?

I sent a letter to Santa and everything,

but he mustn't have got it.

Got a coloring book instead.

You see, my parents had more important

fucking things to spend the money on.

Like what?

Like beer, smoke and smack.

Um...

I'm sorry to hear that.

Like I said, my life's one big shit show.

It can't be all that bad.

You have friends, you have a house,

you have your own house.

You just wouldn't know, would you?

I suppose not.

So do you have a boyfriend?

Why? Gonna ask me questions about my sex life now?

No, I wasn't even gonna suggest anything like that.

Who I'm fucking, who I've fucked.

I think I should get back to work.

Oh, William, sit down. I'm messing with you.

You need to learn how to take a joke.

I don't think it's funny speaking like that.

Well, I think it's funny.

Sex is not some sort of scary monster

you can't talk about, you know?

- It's normal. - I'd prefer not to talk about it.

- Okay? - Fine.

Do I have a boyfriend? No.

Do I want a boyfriend? No.

They come with too much baggage.

You have to make time for them.

You have to give up the things you like

because they don't enjoy it.

- No, ta. - Well, I agree,

but sacrifices have to be made

in order for a relationship to work.

But the rewards are 10 times any--

Are you trying to set me up?

What? No.

You sound like you run a fucking dating agency.

I'm just giving you some free advice.

Well, I didn't fucking ask for it did I?

Fine, fine. Fine.

You shouldn't be smoking in a public place.

What are you gonna do?

Make a citizen's arrest?

Get the helicopters out, call the fucking SWAT team?

Amazing, really.

So what are you doing later?

Any plans?

I'll probably have an early night

after my work's done in the church.

You're not doing anything with your wife?

No.

She's, well...

my wife has gone away for a while,

so it's just me.

Oh, right.

Well, me and Lisa are having a few friends around later.

Why don't you come?

No, I don't think that's wise.

Why not? It's just a party.

You'd only be at home bored by yourself.

Yeah, but...

your kind of party is--

don't do that.

Is it a wine and cheese kind of party?

Yeah, something like that.

How are we gonna become better friends

if we don't get to know each other better?

Is that what we are, friends?

Yeah, why not?

You seem like a decent guy.

Could do with more decent people in my life.

Oi.

You can't smoke that in here.

- Out now. - Yep, sorry. Sorry about that.

Keep your fucking head on, will you?

Shh, shh, shh.

Oh, you made it then, did you?

- You invited me. - Well, come in then.

- For you. - Oh, ta.

I didn't know what you like, but the shopkeeper said

that's a popular brand at the moment,

- so I thought it's a safe bet. - All right, fine.

Glass?

Uh, no.

No, I wasn't gonna drink actually.

But you will.

Just a small one please, just one.

Seb, this is William.

- Hello. - Hello.

William's my new friend.

Ooh, we're not robbing off, are you bitch?

Oh, shut up, bitch. You know there's enough of me to share.

You from round here?

Not far.

That's a nice jacket.

Where'd you get it from?

Um, I don't know, sorry.

All right, is that how it is?

Yeah, don't worry about it, you know?

I don't want people walking down the street with same stuff as me.

- Spoke to Dan the man yet? - No, not yet.

Just about to do it. Why, what you after?

Three 20s, weekend usual.

Right, well, go in there and ask if anyone else wants ought.

- Slave driver. - And hurry the fuck up, yeah?

He'll turn his phone off soon.

That's a strange relationship you have there.

What do you mean?

Just the way you keep addressing each other with the B word.

It's just-- it's just strange.

- The B word? - Yeah.

- Do you mean bitch? - Yeah, I'm not gonna say it.

You can say it though. It's not illegal.

I know it's not a illegal. I'm not going to say it.

Seb's my best friend.

Right, everyone, this is William.

Be nice, yeah?

William's a good friend of mine.

Come and sit down, William.

Oh, thank you, but I'm okay standing. Really.

- Go on, sit down. - No, I'm fine.

- She won't bite. - I'm fine.

Not unless you fucking want her to.

Come and sit down.

You?

Yeah, soon.

Uh, no thanks, I don't smoke.

Got a drink?

Yeah.

So I know we've seen each other before,

but we haven't properly met. I'm Lisa.

Yeah, Lisa, we've briefly met. Well, briefly seen each other.

That's Carly and Tom over there.

That's Kath, Jen, Stu, Pippa and Seb.

Oh, yeah, I've met Seb.

So Tina told me that you're famous?

No, I'm not famous.

Don't be fucking modest.

I'm not being modest. I'm not famous.

- I'm really not. - But you're on the telly?

Hi, doll.

All right, Dan the man?

Having an all nighter then, are we?

Yeah, it weren't the plan, but it looks like it, don't it?

Do you wanna stay for a bit and have a drink?

No, I can't.

Got a few people I've got to see before I call it a night.

- You busy? - As always.

You're lucky I had any left.

Ten, wasn't it, yeah?

- Yeah. - Cool.

Nice.

There we go. You got the cash?

If you give us five minutes, I'll go get it for you.

No, no, no. I gotta shoot off.

How about I pop round tomorrow for it, yeah?

No biggie. Sure you need 10?

I'm not dropping any more off.

Yeah, 10's enough tonight.

All right, you're the boss.

Catch you later, yeah?

Yeah, see you later.

Forty, before I forget.

Ta.

You got a five pound note on you?

Um, I think so.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Fucking love this song, woo.

Hey. Hey.

Be back soon. Be back soon.

Bill? I wasn't expecting--

Hi, Brenda.

I was just about to go out.

Can you spare five minutes?

Please?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Come on.

How are you holding up?

As good as can be expected.

Can I get you anything?

No, no, no, thank you.

We've been watching your TV show.

- Really? - It's been good.

At least someone's been watching.

Oh, nonsense.

I know others that always tune in.

And we'll be watching tonight, too.

Thank you.

Don't just stand around, sit down.

Yeah, yeah.

You still at the church?

Yes, yeah.

I doubt you'll ever stop working there.

Hmm.

One day.

When I've had enough of playing.

I can't imagine you not playing that damn organ.

I suppose you've come to ask about Sandra.

And you're going to tell me you've not heard from her.

No, I have heard from her. She called me.

She has?

Well, what-- what did she say?

How is she? Did she say where she was?

She's okay.

But I promised I wouldn't tell you where she is.

Oh, come on.

Please, you have to tell me. I'm worried. I'm her husband.

And I'm her sister.

I swore to her that I wouldn't tell.

I know this must be hard.

You have no idea.

No idea.

Sometimes people grow apart.

Sometimes people just need a little space, some time away.

If it's meant to be, she will come back.

Is there another man?

I'm not sure. She didn't say.

Please.

You don't have to tell me where she is, fine.

It's fine.

But at least tell me this.

She didn't actually say, but...

But what?

We don't know.

Maybe?

She sounded different.

She sounded... happy.

Lisa?

Lisa?

- All right, Dan? - Alright?

How did you get in here?

Lisa let me in.

Just gone shop to get some fags.

All right.

Shouldn't be too long.

You all right, yeah?

Yeah, are you?

Yeah, not bad.

I can't stay long.

People to see, and all that.

- You busy? - As always.

Eh, what would you say your favorite animal is?

Animal? I don't know, why? What's yours?

- Probably a chimp. - Why?

I was watching a video about them, then.

Smart little bastards. Vicious.

They can rip your face off.

And they're fair as well, you know?

The chimp takes another chimp's food it's...

So you got the money then?

Oh, no, I haven't got it yet.

No?

No, the people that owe it left the party--

I don't like being dicked about, okay?

- Okay. - Hmm?

As far as I'm concerned,

you made the order so you owe the money.

Okay.

Right, so when am I gonna get my money?

Um...

Honestly?

A few days.

Two days.

- Two days to get me my money. - Okay.

And when I come back, I don't want any excuses about your friends.

- All right? - Yeah.

Good.

Don't act like a victim.

I don't let anybody fuck me about.

Not even pretty ones.

See you in two days, yeah?

Fuck sake.

- Oi, Lisa! - What?

Has Carly changed her number?

I've been trying to ring her all morning.

Not that I know of.

Fuck sake.

Oi, Carly.

- Tina. - I knocked, no answer.

Yeah, I didn't hear it. What are you doing here?

I need that money.

- What fucking money? - The money from the other night.

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

The fucking money for the snort. You owe 50.

- I don't fucking owe anything. - You stupid bitch.

You ordered the bags, so now you owe the money.

- Oh, fuck off. - You think you can mess with me then, do you?

- Fucking slag. - Get off me!

Carly, you fucking idiot.

No wonder nobody fucking likes you.

- You fucking cunt. - Get off me!

Oi, what the fuck's going on?

- You little prick! - Get the fuck off her.

You're dead to me, Carly, did you hear that?

Don't fucking come round to my house ever.

- Get the fuck out of my garden! - Stupid bitch.

Tina? How--

Hey!

Hey, you can't just come barging into people's homes.

- What is wrong with you mentally? - I'm in trouble!

- What kind of trouble? - Fucking trouble, trouble.

Oh, well, take a seat. Sit down, we'll talk about it.

No, I'm fine standing up.

Well, you've obviously come here for help.

Yeah?

Tina, I can't help you unless I know what's actually happened.

I owe money and I don't have it, all right?

- Who to? Who to? - A dealer.

- A drug dealer? - Yeah.

Then go.

Go.

You can deal with this on your own.

I'm not-- I'm not gonna get myself mixed up anything.

I didn't fucking ask you, did I?

Is that why you're here then, is it?

Hey?

Go, come on.

Leave.

I'm not having any drug addicts in this house.

I fucking hate my life.

Listen.

It can't be that bad.

Everything will be okay.

What's the worst that can happen?

That's easy for you to say.

You've got your own fucking home.

You're on the telly.

You've got your shit together.

Everything around me is just a mess.

I live in a dump,

my friends aren't really friends,

and I owe money because of other people.

I don't want to live like this anymore.

But you?

You're living the dream compared to me.

No, no, no, no. You're wrong.

You're wrong.

You think

that just because I don't have a drug problem

my life's perfect. It's not.

It's not.

I just hide it better than you do.

And yeah, I own this house,

but it's hardly a home anymore.

I don't know where my wife is.

Or who she's with.

And I'm starting to question my own

beliefs more and more each day.

So that's lost.

Maybe we're both fucked up in our own little ways.

Oh, no maybe about it.

Is that her?

Sandra, yeah. Yeah.

If you don't mind me saying, she's a fucking idiot for leaving you.

Hmm.

Well, maybe I'm a fucking idiot for pushing her away.

Oh, I will say "fucking" when it's called for.

So what will happen to you if you don't pay?

He'll hurt me.

Hmm.

How much do you owe?

One fifty.

One hundred and fifty pounds?

The way you were talking, it sounded like thousands.

Well, 150 is a lot of money to me, all right?

- I'll give you the money. - No, I don't want you to.

No, I want to.

I want to, but you'll have to pay me back.

How? I'm not working.

Well... maybe we can help find you a job.

Pay me back when you're settled, okay?

- All right. - Okay?

All right.

Can I go to your loo?

Well?

Of course, it's upstairs.

Ta.

Tina?

What?

Are you serious?

What about?

Turning your life around.

- It's too fucking late for that. - No, no, it's not.

You can stay here.

What?

You can have the spare room, rent free...

till you're back on your feet.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

A fresh start.

But no drugs and no alcohol.

You find a job and get your life back on track, okay?

What you think I am, a fucking pet project?

Let's fix the broken girl?

Yes, exactly.

- Are you sure you're doing the right thing? - No.

Then why are you doing this then, bitch?

'Cause I'm willing to give it a shot, bitch.

You got any books over there?

Yep.

Well, give them here, dickhead.

You do know you're leaving Lisa in the lurch?

Who fucking cares?

She'll find a new roommate.

You know, why don't you move in?

Because I love my sleep.

I'd get no sleep living here.

Hey, you got a pad or a piece of paper over there?

Yeah.

And the pen?

- Pen? That one? - Yeah.

Look, you don't even know this guy very well.

For all you know, he could be some sort of weirdo who steals your underwear

or keeps you locked in his sex dungeon.

Look, he's not a fucking weirdo.

Yeah, he's a little strange, but he's a nice guy.

How'd you know?

I just do, all right?

Right. I'll take these to car, yeah?

Yeah.

And, Seb, thanks for this, yeah?

Do you wanna take those two to the car?

I'll get other one.

Fine, bitch.

You enjoying that?

Yeah.

Good.

You thought about what you want to do?

What do you mean?

Job wise?

Oh, I don't know.

There's always shop assistant

vacancies posted in the paper.

Mm, I don't like people.

I don't like talking to them.

I'm not cut out for shop work.

No?

Yeah. Sound stupid, don't I?

I just want a job where I can be on my own,

where don't have to talk to anyone and be hassled.

Oh.

Yeah, I get that.

I'm the same.

You could start your own business.

Like what? Look at me.

I've wasted my life. I've got no qualifications.

I've got no fucking brains for shit like that.

You could go to school, college.

It's not too late.

Course I can't.

Nonsense.

- You're not stupid. - I know.

Then don't act like you are.

Fine, I'll go see if there's a nine to five job somewhere.

I just get bored easy though.

Don't exactly have a good record

for staying in a job too long.

Maybe try the job center.

I will.

Yeah?

Is everything okay?

Don't you want to fuck me?

No.

I thought that's what you wanted.

That's what men always want.

- No. - I just wanted to say thank you.

No, you're--

you're a very pretty young girl...

...but I'm a married man.

A married man who can't find his wife.

But a married man none the less.

Look, you've obviously not had the best of times with men.

But you don't need to offer yourself like this

just to show me how grateful you are.

Okay.

- Friends? - Yeah, friends.

- Okay. - I'm so embarrassed.

No, no, I'm actually very flattered.

Is that your wife's jewelry?

Yes.

- She left it here? - Yeah, but please don't touch it.

She's very funny about people touching her jewelry.

All right.

Thank you.

- Good night. - Good night.

Do you want the door shut?

- Please, yeah. - Okay.

William, you up?

Yeah. Yeah, you can come in.

- Morning. - Good morning.

What's that smell? Have you been cooking?

Yeah, I made us breakfast.

Oh, okay. Thank you.

Are you busy today, by any chance?

Got to go to church later on,

but not really, no.

Right, well, I thought we could go on a trip together.

A trip? A trip where?

Actually no. No, I'm not in the mood.

Just shut up and get ready, will you?

You'll see when we get there.

Meet you downstairs.

So you don't talk about your wife much.

- What do you mean? - Exactly that.

I don't know anything about her apart from she likes her jewelry

and you don't know where she is.

Mmm. What's to tell?

Where did you both meet?

At church.

Course you did.

Go on.

No, sorry.

I'm not entirely comfortable with this.

William, we're friends. Friends talk.

Yes, yes, they do,

but not about personal stuff like this, they don't.

- Well, I don't. - Fine, whatever.

You don't wanna talk about it, I won't bring it up again.

I was 19.

I was a choir boy in our local church, St. Luke's.

I'm sure that doesn't surprise you.

It's not there anymore.

It was deemed not fit for purpose.

- Demolished. - Yeah, I know.

All right.

Yeah, 19.

At that age, I thought I had me whole life ahead of me.

And maybe I did.

I dreamed of traveling the world, getting rich.

You know, usual boyhood stuff.

I wasn't always like this, you know?

Didn't always have this much...

fear.

It's funny how life seemingly...

grabs hold of you and fast forwards, isn't it?

Soon as you hit 18, that's it.

Everything zooms by.

Like your whole life's now.

A sprint.

A sprint for the finish line.

Yeah.

It only feels like yesterday I was back in school.

Yeah.

So I was in the choir,

and the vicar stopped us all from singing

to introduce a new member.

It was Sandra.

She had her hair tied in pigtails

and she greeted everyone with this incredible smile she had.

She was the most beautiful person I ever laid eyes on.

Anyway, the vicar sits her next to me and we became friends.

You know, I remember...

I remember wanting to ask her out on a date,

but I was so nervous, you see?

I mean, what if she said no?

I would then have to sit and sing next to after that.

No, no.

No, I wasn't gonna do that.

Finally, after some advice from my father,

he himself was a very religious man...

plucked up the courage and, yeah.

She said yeah.

So where did you take her?

On the date? We went for a meal.

I remember I saved up for a fortnight just to take her out.

I worked on a milk float back then.

Used to be up and out the house every morning at 4:30.

It didn't pay much, but I loved the job,

running around, delivering to homes while it felt like

the whole world was asleep. It was great.

Did that milk round for absolute years.

Right up until I started working

at the church as an organist, actually.

So what happened?

Well...

time went on.

We moved in together, I proposed.

You know, we were married in that very church we first met.

Yeah. All those years ago.

Life was good.

I...

I was loved.

That's the main thing.

I loved what I did back then, even though

it was completely different to my dreams as a boy.

When Sandra had this idea of spreading

the word of God on television,

we decided we'd set up this little show,

present it together. You know?

It doesn't make us any money. It's completely voluntary.

But it was ours, you know?

It was something we had created.

It was something we had together. It was...

So now it's just yours?

No.

No, it's still ours.

Just she needed some space is all.

Is that what she said?

She left me a letter.

Woke up a couple of months ago to find she was... gone.

This letter was on the dining room table.

Just said she needed some space, and she'd be gone for a while.

Well, if you ask me,

she sounds like a right inconsiderate bitch.

Hey.

Come on, don't talk about me wife like that.

I'm just telling you how I see it.

Well, maybe, but you don't speak about me wife like that.

Well, you at least deserved to be told to your face.

Everyone needs space now and then, don't they?

I bet you do.

But you've not run away, have you?

You're still stuck at home by yourself,

doing that show that I actually don't think you enjoy doing.

And you're taking happy pills.

What?

How-- so you're snooping now as well?

I'm not snooping at all.

I was trying to find a knife and I saw them in the drawer.

I believe you.

You sure you wanna wait? I may be a while.

It's fine, just do whatever you need to do.

- So where's the piano then? - Organ.

Do you wanna play?

You know I don't play any instruments.

Never even touched a piano before.

- Still an organ. - Whatever.

Here, give me your hand.

Go on.

There, now you have.

What about the black ones?

Press one.

I like that one.

Do you? Why?

I don't know.

Sounds different.

Weird.

A bit like me.

A bit like you.

You think I'm weird?

Yeah, it's good.

Weird's good.

Fuck sake.

All right?

Look, I don't want anyone around tonight.

I just wanna relax.

I'm not here to ruin your night off.

Hey.

Give Tina a shout for us then?

She's gone.

All right, when's she getting back?

She's gone, gone.

Moved out.

Moved where?

She moved in with some older creep.

- The bitch left me to pick up-- - Right.

And where's this older guy live?

I don't know.

That's not the answer I'm looking for, is it?

Look, I don't know where.

Seb does though, he helped her move out he said.

Right.

If you see her, tell her I said fuck you.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I've got an interview.

With?

- I don't know the name. - Name?

I just said I don't know.

Your name.

Hi. It's Tina Shepherd.

You're seeing Mr. Whittaker.

Take a seat, someone will be with you shortly.

Not exactly outstanding, is it?

What do you mean?

Well, there are gaps throughout.

You work for a month or two,

at a few jobs,

and then nothing for a couple of years.

So?

So this is not like the CV

of a committed and hardworking individual.

We pride ourselves on employing the best staff.

Those who are looking to go above and beyond.

I will go above and beyond.

I just need a fucking chance to prove myself.

Can you leave now please?

You've only had a quick look at the piece of paper.

Yeah, and I've seen enough.

You haven't seen anything.

I could do a really good job here.

You turn up to an interview with one of the worst Cvs that I've ever seen,

dressed like that and using foul language.

Dressed like that?

What?

Don't you like what I'm wearing?

You think you've got me all figured out, don't you?

Just because my skirt's two inches

higher than what you're used to.

I get it.

You think I'm a slut.

A street skank who probably lost her virginity

to an older guy on a park bench.

Someone who's got nothing to show

for the years on this planet.

Gets money and pisses it up against a wall on cheap cider

and fags and drugs.

Yeah, can you get security in here please

to escort a lady out my office?

Someone who's worthless and doesn't

deserve to be given the time of day.

A girl that you'd look at

and probably fuck if you was horny,

but you won't give a helping hand to

or a job when she desperately needs it to start afresh.

I know guys like you,

with your posh suits and your fancy houses.

I bet you had the perfect upbringing as well, didn't you?

With mommy and daddy's help?

You knew you weren't gonna give me the job

as soon as you saw me,

unless I offered to suck you off under the desk.

You're disgusting.

You can leave now.

Fuck you.

Do you know what?

I don't wanna work for a cunt like you anyway.

Oh, hey, how'd it go?

- Don't wanna talk about it. - That good, eh?

I just said I don't wanna talk about it.

You gonna watch the show?

You should.

I'll see you late, okay?

Seb?

You all right?

- Yeah? - Kev, it's Tina.

- I need money. - Tina?

You only ring me when you want money. Where've you been?

I've been busy. I need 60, is that all right?

No, it's not okay.

You've let me down loads of times in the past.

You said you'd be around to pay me back in a week,

and it took three weeks.

I ain't doing it again, Tina. I shouldn't have to chase you.

Come on, Kev, I won't let you down.

I get my benefits next week, so I can pay you then.

No can do, sorry.

I have other people that need cash that keep their promises.

Please, Kev.

Look, if you can give me something

worth double the 60 pounds to hold onto,

and then bring me back 80 in two days.

But if you're fucking late,

after two days, I'll sell what you've left me,

and you and me are finished.

Right, fine. I'll get you something, yeah?

I'll see you in about an hour, yeah?

I'll see you in an hour.

- Yeah? - Kev's expecting me.

- Who is it? - Tina.

One second.

Come through.

Tina, make yourself at home.

I'm just sorting out some business.

Oh, shit. Can I turn the TV on?

I'm tired.

I've done this show for almost three years now.

I've put a lot of time and effort into it.

I don't get paid for doing it.

I do it because I genuinely want to make a difference.

I want to help people.

And do it because my wife wanted to do it.

You see, this whole thing...

was Sandra's idea and me,

being the supportive husband I am, came on board.

Now, I'm sure a lot of our regular viewers,

all 10 of you, are wondering where Sandra is.

Well, I've been wondering that myself,

and my darling wife left me a note to say she needed space.

And then she went off with another man.

Yes, that's right.

She's having an affair.

I always knew that it was happening,

but I never wanted to admit it.

So I blame myself.

Maybe I could have given her more attention.

Maybe I could have loved her more.

Or maybe she's just a heartless, selfish bitch.

Anyway, she's ran off with this mystery man

and left me here to finish what she started.

But no more.

I want to announce that from tonight,

it will be my last show ever.

Apologies.

Some stuff needed to be dealt with.

Yeah?

You're looking all right.

...potentially take this show places I couldn't.

What the fuck is this on?

No, I was just flicking.

So you said you wanted 60 notes?

Well, I'll hold onto your phone for a couple of days.

You bring me 80 back, you can have your phone back.

Fuck off, you're not taking my phone.

Fuck sake.

No deal then.

You told me to bring you something that were worth more than 60.

Double.

Fine, double.

Fucking hell.

- Is this real? - Of course it's fucking real.

- There's a lot more than 120 here. - Mm.

I've changed my mind.

What?

You can't have it, it's not mine.

Fuck sake.

Just hold onto my shit.

It's worth a lot more than 60 quid anyway.

We got a deal?

Fine.

Right.

Dickhead.

Two days, Shepherd.

Fine, whatever.

Haven't seen you for a while.

All right?

Don't want any trouble in here tonight.

You're on your last warning after the last time you were in.

Fine, whatever.

Get us a vodka, will you?

Seen Seb tonight?

Nope.

Four pound, Tina.

Watch me drink, Al.

Seb?

Let me in, dickhead, before someone comes in.

Boo.

What's going on?

You really thought you could just fuck off and I wouldn't find you?

Where's Seb?

What, that little faggot mate of yours?

He cried like a little bitch when I took this off him.

And I slapped him about for extra measure.

- I'm going. - You're not going anywhere.

Now didn't I tell you if you didn't pay, I'd find you?

I did pay.

Enough of the fucking lies, right?

- Now there's prices to pay. - What?

I've always wanted to know what it'd be like to fuck you.

Not a fucking sound.

Or I'll cut you and leave you here to bleed.

Understand?

Come on.

Fuck.

Shut the fuck up.

Fuck!

Fucking sort yourself out, yeah?

What's this?

- Please don't, it's not-- - Shut the fuck up.

Always hiding from me?

You sly little fucker.

- It's not mine, please-- - Shut the fuck up, all right?

Yeah.

I think this will settle your debt.

No, please.

Now, you don't ever contact me again

and you tell anybody about this,

I'll find you and you'll go fucking missing.

Yeah?

- You William? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Is she alright? - She's not really talking to me,

but she's saying she fell in the toilets,

and I don't believe her.

Okay, I'll speak with her.

Thank you.

Hey.

You alright?

I'm sorry.

They wanted to ring someone.

There's only you.

No, no, no, I'm glad they rang.

Do you want to tell me what's happened?

Why is it that when you try to do some good

and want to change your life now for the better,

something always drags you back?

I just want to be happy, you know?

Is that too much to ask?

No, no.

Then why won't people let me be happy?

Always dealt with a bad hand.

For all my life, ever since I can remember,

I've been made to struggle and I'm sick of it.

I know, I know.

I know.

Life... puts these hurdles in our way,

but we just have to get over them.

Keep moving, keep going.

It were Dan.

He attacked me tonight.

What do you mean, Dan?

The dealer.

I gave you the money to pay him back.

Yep.

I left it at Lisa's on the table,

and he said he never got it.

Right, come on. We're going police.

No.

The police can fix this.

I just want to go home.

You can't just let him walk?

William, I just want to go home and forget it.

Please, no police.

Okay, for now.

Finish your drink, I'll take you home.

I need to tell you something else.

What?

Dan stole your wife's jewelry.

What? How has this happened? How?

I had it.

I had it and he took it, I'm so sorry.

Why did you have Sandra's jewelry?

I don't know. I was gonna put it back.

No, I can't believe this. You just took

my wife's jewelry without even asking?

I swear I was gonna put it back.

No, no, no, no. It wasn't yours to touch, never mind take.

You basically stole something,

and now it's been stolen from you.

I had you down as a lot of things when we first met.

I did. I had you down as this broken,

pathetic, lost little girl.

A fucking loser, but I never had you down as a thief.

I said I'm sorry.

I'll pay for it, whatever it costs.

Some of that was sentimental.

Priceless. Do you understand what that means?

No, of course you don't, 'cause you've never had anything of value

in your whole little life, have you?

The only reason I helped you was to help me.

Okay? I thought helping you might help me

get a bit of perspective on my own life okay?

You know where my head's been at,

but you've never even thought about that, have you?

'Cause you only ever thought about yourself.

You know, just get your belongings

and find somewhere else to live.

I'm not having a thief under my roof, okay?

Live where? You know I've got nowhere to go.

Not my problem. Me and you are done.

Is that all you care about?

Pieces of rocks and metal that belongs

to a woman that don't give a flying fuck about you?

Don't you dare turn this on me.

I was attacked and nearly raped an hour ago,

and all you care about is necklaces and some rings?

- Tina, you tried-- - Fuck you!

Tina.

- What do you want? - Where is she?

What do you mean?

She moved in with you, didn't she?

She's not here?

No, she's fucking not here.

She run out on you too?

No, I don't know where she is.

Now I'm getting worried.

She'll be fine, selfish bitch.

Have you tried her mums?

No, no, I don't have the address.

One sec.

That's the address.

If she tries contacting you--

Yeah?

Hi.

My name's William Coulthard.

I'm sorry for intruding upon you.

What do you want?

I'm a friend of Tina's.

Tina's?

Yes.

Who is it, Sharon?

Some stuck up prick asking after our Tina.

Can I come in?

Can you fuck?

Okay, thank you for your time.

Hey, what'd you want her for?

She seemed upset last night.

I just wanted to speak with her.

Is she here?

I've not seen her for a couple of years.

Do you have any idea where she might be?

No.

Gave up on that girl a long time ago.

Oi, you got any cigs on you?

I don't smoke.

Fuck off then.

All right, girls. Here we are. This is our final rehearsal,

so let's give this everything we've got

and make ourselves proud.

Pippa, to the front please?

Great. Right, let's do this.

But one day I couldn't get back.

Will there be a reward for all these failed jumps?

Will there be a reward for keeping the fate in the sunlight?

Will there be a lesser song for all of us?

When the light is down, open your windows.

♪ It's been such a long life ♪

♪ Do you have a little time ♪

♪ Just been trying To remember ♪

♪ But I can't read the words In my mind ♪

♪ Tell me what I say ♪

♪ Maybe you can mark me Time to come ♪

♪ I was dying in the dark ♪

♪ Tell me what I said ♪

♪ Tell me you don't look At my reflex ♪

♪ It has been raining All the time ♪

♪ When you feel so down ♪

♪ When you don't even know What to think about it ♪

♪ When you heart Can sit on the light ♪

♪ Be the spark that helps Others see ♪

♪ When you feel so down ♪

♪ When you don't even Want to think about it ♪

♪ When your heart can see The moonlight ♪

♪ Be the spark in the dark ♪

♪ That helps others See tonight ♪

You were great.

How'd you find me?

Uh, um...

I looked everywhere for you.

Yeah, well I didn't want to be found.

Yeah, I understand that.

But...

I wanted to apologize.

I shouldn't have acted the way I did.

It wasn't your fault.

Thanks. Now I've got to go.

Are you hungry?

What, you think

you can buy my forgiveness with a cheap meal?

No, no, no. I-- no.

I don't want to buy your forgiveness.

I want to earn your forgiveness.

I know I did you wrong and I'm sorry.

I just...

I want...

I want to start over again.

Yeah, well I'm busy.

Yeah, yeah.

First show tonight.

It's good.

It's very good.

Still, there's a little café around the corner.

I'll be there for the next hour or so.

You do eat, don't you?

Yeah.

We could get a bite, talk.

If you don't come...

I understand.

You were great.

I mean that.

Thank you.

Hi, there. What can I get you?

- Two coffees. - Two coffees?

- Take a seat and I'll bring them right up. - Thank you.