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Jesus Christ!

ROSE OF NEVADA

She's back.

I know 'tis hard but...

we've gotta decide what to do.

Tina?

Mr Richards?

Emily?

What?

Oh, Mrs Richards!

Come on. Let's get you in.

Okay?

Hello there.

How are you today?

I hope you're feeling super-duper.

I know I am.

Do you know why?

Because...

it's making time!

It's my favourite time of the week.

Hark...

My boy's coming home.

So, are we gonna try again?

Are we?

We keep this between us.

Who's gonna crew?

There ent no-one left here, Mike.

Sorry!

There he is.

Right, Mrs Richards.

Nick'll take you home.

She d'get the past and present mixed up.

They caught some fish that day.

Different place this was back then.

Harbour full of boats, trucks, men.

Fulla life.

Three year Luke was on that boat.

He never went again.

Guilt's hard shadow to live under.

Will you be okay?

S'long as sun come up 'morra, we'll be okay.

No good lookin' back, boy.

Excuse me, Sir!

Sir!

Need a skipper?

Oo's askin'?

I am.

Do I know ya?

Do ya?

Maybe.

What was Alan like?

Free spirited.

Or if you're looking out the other window,

a bloody coward who spent his life

runnin' away.

He had his moments, though.

He'd have loved you so much, Linsey.

-Hiya, Jess. -Alright?

Got summin' for yer.

It was your dad's.

Found it in some stuff

from back along.

Suits ya.

Mm...

Okay.

Okay?

Wasson?

Think I'm gonna walk the long way home.

We'll come with you.

No.

Go on, get that lot in the freezer.

Okay?

They going today?

Still one short.

What you gonna do?

Wait.

We don't go short-handed.

Do we?

Why don't you go, Mike?

I'm a businessman, Tina.

Not a fisherman.

Can I get an advance?

Advance?

Yeah, just a few quid.

No-one's earnin' 'til tha's turnin'.

Excuse me?

Can I start a tab?

Sorry pard.

I've got a job.

I just ain't been paid yet.

What's your job?

Fisherman.

Oh yeah?

Deckhand.

I'll get you a drink, Mr Fisherman.

Thanks.

Put it on my tab.

You haven't got a tab, Jess.

Can I start one?

No, Jess.

Oh, lend us some money.

Charmin'.

My dad was a fisherman.

Wasn't he, Mum?

'Cept we don't talk about it. Do we?

'Ome time idn' it, Jess?

Oh well...

We'll have a drink when you come back.

Liam.

If you come back.

Now you'll have to come back.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah?

'Cause I want my cap back.

Take care out there.

Okay.

Thanks!

I think they're gonna start fishing again.

Really?

Summin's goin' on.

Oo's boat is it?

Dunno.

Up the line?

Dunno.

Yes, you do.

I don't.

No snow.

You always know.

Should snow for Christmas.

You know everythin'.

Bloody...orifice of knowledge, you are.

What?

All I know is, it ent goin' nowhere any time soon.

How come?

They ent got the crew.

They have.

They abn'.

He looked like crew to me.

They're one short.

No, they ent.

We're coming with you.

I don't want you to come.

We wanna see you off.

I don't want you to.

Stay 'ere in the warm.

I'll be back in a coupla days.

I'll be countin'.

See ya.

See ya.

Close the door.

That boat was lost.

You remember.

She went down short-handed, didn't she?

You let 'em down.

You never forgived yourself.

My beautiful boy.

Don't do it to us again.

Me and your dad can't go through it again.

Everyone's behind ya, Murgey.

Fair seas.

And bring the fish back.

Alright, my friend?

Get the bowline!

I got 'em.

See y'soon, m'darlin'.

Tha's all there is to it.

-Then what? -And then...

we 'ope...

that weem on the fish.

An' the net comes up full.

Turn that one.

Teamwork, boys.

Simple as that.

What about them?

Don't use they.

What do you use?

Never you mind.

Guttin' knife.

We d'cut from head to asshole.

Right?

Head to asshole.

Fish...goes in the box.

Ice.

Lots of it.

When they'm done,

stack 'em over there.

An' when they'm at the roof, we go 'ome!

Well, let's get cracking then.

'Old y'four leggers, bud!

Fish don't eat 'til after tea.

Thank you, Decky.

You'll make yourself a nice little wife

for someone one day.

You married?

Few times.

Family man?

It's complicated.

Thankfully 'tis simple out 'ere, boys.

Let's shoot that net.

That boat was lost.

Haulin' time, boys!

C'mon boys!

Open it!

Head to asshole, remember?

Head to asshole.

Yes?

-Yes. -Yes!

Thought you lot were all natural fishermen?

You boys get an hour's shut eye.

Don't he ever sleep?

Legend.

That's it!

Is that it?

Hold's full, ent it?

Well, yeah.

Can't take no more.

'Ome t'Mother.

Back to that boozer.

Can't wait.

Can't wait to be 'ome again.

Can't wait to be back out again!

Dunno about that.

Only one thing worse than being at sea boy, anyhow.

Oh, yeah?

Not being at sea.

Awww...

'Kin' 'ell!

Ugh...

Talk of the bleddy village we'll be.

We're gonna set the market.

Get below, boys. We got a hell of a lot of fish to land.

Last one.

Done.

Pint?

No thanks.

Just wanna get home.

Suit yourself.

You comin'?

No.

You boys enjoy yourselves.

Alright.

See you later.

Hup!

See y'morra.

See y'morra.

See y'morra.

Yeah.

Oh, no you don't!

Gonna go spend the housekeeping, then?

-Eh? -You heard.

I...I ain't even been paid yet.

Like 'ell! Just like last time? Just like every time?

Gonna come back 'ventually, were ya?

-What? -Daddy?

Give it 'ere then.

Alan.

Let's get Daddy 'ome before he gets himself in more trouble.

Come on!

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Hiya.

Welcome 'ome, boy!

Get y'old man a pint, will yer?

Mr Richards?

Good trip?

Please yourself.

Let's get 'ome, then.

Tea's ready. Immersion's on.

Okay?

FOR SALE

Emily?

Where have they gone?

Where's who gone?

Where are they? -Who?

No. What the fuck's going on?

-Wasson boy? -No, tell me...

Mike!

-Michael! -Calm down!

-Michael! -It's alright, Mike.

Leave 'im be.

Luke!

Is this a fuckin' joke?

Luke?

Luke?

Luke's dead.

He jumped off Lurgan 'ed.

My name is Nick Dyer.

I was born in 1996.

Mr Richards, I live next door.

I'll run y'bath.

Do you not remember?

Have you taken something?

You gave me the job three days ago.

Luke, you've been on the boat three year, boy.

Luke, love.

What?

Three years?

I abn'.

When's the last time you slept?

I need the money to fix the roof.

Denver do work the boys quite 'ard.

Denver?

Mum?

Mum?

Mum? -Yes, Jess?

Is Daddy stayin'?

Dunno.

Y'stayin'?

I dunno.

You alright in there?

Yeah.

Tea's ready.

I'm not hungry.

Thanks.

I'm just gonna go bed, I think.

Okay, m'darlin'.

That boat was lost.

You never forgived yourself...

She went down short-handed, didn't she?

You let 'em down.

Mornin' Alan.

What the fuck is going on?

Fucked if I know.

'Right boys?

C'mon!

Brought ya money.

C'mon.

There you go, boys.

Don't put it all in the pub.

Supplies.

Go get the shoppin', boys.

The boat'll get us home.

It has to.

It got us here.

We just go out there again,

and when we come back,

it'll all be back to normal.

Money's good anyhow.

Hi, Daddy.

Hi.

Sorry, er...

There was some stuff that needed doing on the boat.

That true, Luke Richards?

You wouldn't tell me though if it wodn', would ya?

Thick as bleddy shit, you two.

Thanks.

See you in a few days.

Bye!

Daddy?

You forgot your cap.

Right on! Aah...

Ah...

Bleddy ansum that was, Decky.

What's his name?

What?

Him.

Decky.

His real name.

And my real name?

Is Murgey your real name?

No.

'Tis a nickname.

Nick. Name.

What's your real name?

'Tis lost in the wind, Sir.

That's just the way it is.

Denver?

I may be in charge of this here vessel,

but that don't mean I don't appreciate you boys.

You're doin' good.

Workin' 'ard, and it is much appreciated.

But just remember... for every man at sea,

there's five ashore relying on ya.

So, stay sharp.

Alright?

How's she lookin' back there?

27 boxes.

Right on!

One more trawl?

Then 'ome t'Mother!

Weee-ooo!

What is it?

Buggered!

Ugh...

'Ere!

There's always next time!

Get that net aboard, mind.

Disaster if we lose that.

Lovely trip o'fish?

'Twas.

Can't find the fish now, though.

No, no, no, no, no.

That's it!

Alright?

Yeah.

Mother's 'ome with Jess.

Don't get involved.

Liam?

My name's not Liam.

What is it, Alan?

No! It's not fucking Alan.

What is your name, then?

Don't matter no more.

You alright?

Alright?

Comin'?

Alright?

Three's a crowd.

I warned him.

You!

You know, there's always a wanker on the crew.

An' if you can't spot 'em, can't spot 'em...

it must be you.

An' if you can't spot 'em, can't spot 'em...

Get this sorted, shall I?

You should get yourself a girlfriend.

Get this sorted, shall I?

An' if you can't spot 'em...

Get this sorted, shall I?

You never forgived yourself.

Aaaargh!

On...deck...now!

Now!

Storm comin'!

Aaargh!

Alright, Steve McQueen?

Yeah, you?

Yeah.

You have fun last night?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Had a few at the pub, then...

home for an early night.

'Ome?

You know what I mean.

You forgotten she thinks you're someone else?

I am someone else... for now.

What you're doin's probably illegal.

And if it idn', it's still pretty bleak.

Push our luck, shall us, boys?

Quick trawl before the weather 'its.

Yeeeooooww!

Here she comes!

'Old on, boys!

Watch out!

Uh...c'mon...

Just so...

C'mon, ya fuck!

Argh!

Tight as a bloody drum!

-Christ! -What?!

Prop's going round the front!

What's that mean?!

We're dead in the water, boys!

Goin' broadside, we are!

If we don't free that prop...

...we're done for!

Hey!

Grab on!

Grab hold of it! -Argh!

C'mon!

C'mon.

Give me your hand!

There!

Argh.

Right.

'Ome to Mother.

No net, no fish.

Heroes to zeroes in a dozen tides.

Weem gonna be the talk of the land.

Can I go?

Aye, go on.

Alright, don't miss me.

Lash-up!

You ent on your own.

Hi.

Giz a kiss.

Even the liars ent catching nuthin'.

Least you're all in one piece.

You catch her 'old tight!

Hello, darling!

Don't let her go, mind.

There ya go.

Thanks, Daddy.

One, two, three, wahey!...

73 degrees Fahrenheit. Light winds.

It will feel very pleasant.

That's the forecast.

This is the summary.

Coming up shortly, tonight's movie...

Mineral Point.

Every time you turn on a light or turn

the heating up at night,

when you boil a kettle for tea or run a bath,

you use energy. -Can I tell you something?

CO2 gases get into the air

and makes a greenhouse way up there.

Not all the heat that builds up can get out.

And... -Can I?...

what global warming is all about.

Madder do it?

Some places could...

What?

Does it matter?

...we'll all be sad

but it'll be too late to cry.

Not sure.

Let's leave it unsaid, then.

You're here now.

That's all that matters.

Need y'ousekeepin', boy.

Please come home, my darlin'.

Can't go campin' out in there forever!

Liam?

Liam!

Liam!

You remember.

What's goin' on?

What's it look like?

Wah ho!

C'mon, boy! Let's see if we can keep up with 'e.

That it?

That it?!

That it?!

That's it.

We're gonna crack on.

Keep fishin'.

The hold's full.

Plenty a room on deck.

We had a vote.

No, we didn't.

No, we didn't.

Didn't need one.

We got a majority.

Ready to shoot in ten.

Look at it.

Can't you see what's going on?

It's us.

They don't catch fish unless we catch fish.

They're depending on us.

Nice to be needed.

Liam...

Listen.

Hi.

-Alright? -Mm.

-Hello. -Liam...

Why did they all come out to make up a new net?

We call it community.

Liam.

Don't go 'ome with her.

Get fucked.

-Liam! -My name's not Liam!

I know it ent.

It isn't Alan either. -Luke!

I'm not Luke!

Take your hand off me.

You're not him.

You don't even know him.

Last chance.

-Daddy... -Alan...

I'm sorry. He's not your dad.

He's just not.

It's okay.

It's okay, Daddy's here.

-Daddy! -Ugh...

We all die, don't we?

The boat's lost.

Mrs Richards told me.

I'll let you go short-'anded.

Then you don't come 'ome.

And it'll be my fault.

SALE AGREED

Breakfast?

Look at you.

You oughta take better care.

If anything happened to you.

My beautiful boy.

I'm here.

I'm gonna go now.

Alright, my love.

Good for you.

Will you be okay?

So long as the sun come up 'morra, we'll be fine.

No good lookin' back, boy.

See ya soon, my darlin'.

Mornin' Denver!

Don't worry.

She always comes back.

Here he is.

Alright, 'ansum?

Back onboard?

That alright?

Still short 'anded, though.

'Tis dyin' on the vine, Michael.

Aye, aye!

It's not my fault!

Wasson?!

Really wasn't this time!

It's bloody Tina.

Get the bowline!

She's been puking since she woke up.

I had to sort Jess.

Oh yeah?

Pukin' in the mornin'?

Yeah.

What? She was!

Being sick, is she?

Yeah.

Being sick in the morning, is she?

Yeah!

Fuck!

C'mon, Luke.

Get goin'.

There's no time.

There's no time.