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-[soft upbeat music] -♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Beyond the sea ♪

♪ Somewhere waiting for me ♪

♪ My lover stands on golden sands ♪

♪ And watches the ships that go sailing ♪

♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Beyond the sea ♪

♪ He's there watching for me ♪

[Ted] Afternoon, Carol.

Afternoon, Ted.

♪ If I could fly like birds on high ♪

♪ Then straight to his arms ♪

♪ I'd go sailing ♪

Thanks, Carol.

No problem, Frank.

Any leftovers?

End of the day, Frank.

End of the day.

[Frank] Big Issue?

[Carol] Oh, go on, then.

Talk of the devil.

Hello, Richard, love.

Yeah, not bad, thanks, Carol.

All right?

All right, Richard?

All right, Frank?

All right, Carol?

[Carol] Yeah, all right, you?

Yeah, not bad, thanks. You?

Yeah, not bad. You?

Yeah, not bad.

You heard from Sarah yet?

[Carol] No, not yet. You?

No, not yet. You?

No, not yet.

But she'll only just have got out, won't she?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Fingers crossed, though, eh?

Ooh, everything crossed, Richard.

Laters.

Bye, Richard.

He's a good lad.

I like your lipstick by the way, Carol.

Thanks Frank.

That's okay.

See you later.

[Carol] Bye.

[soft guitar strumming]

D'oh!

All right?

All right?

Why do you look like a Wotsit?

Fake tanning for my passport photo.

Why did you look like a Quaver?

-I'm Homer. -"Iliad"?

Simpson.

You look like you got liver failure.

Where have you been?

Hair seminar.

Do you know if you slap your faces 20 times a day,

it prevents ageing?

Why did they tell you that at a hair seminar?

They didn't, I read it somewhere.

When do you read?

When I'm doing a poo.

T.M.I.

All right, Dad?

How was your seminar?

Boring. How was last night?

Yes. Fine, thank you.

What happened last night?

Dad went to Carol's for an Indian.

Mmm, an Indian what?

Takeaway.

Ooh, prawn korma sutra.

No, lamb bhuna.

What are you doing?

Practising .

For what?

Living Statue World Championships.

Are you entering as well?

No. Fake tanning for my passport photo.

It's like talking to the Teletubbies.

You going to the caf?

No, I've got stuff to do.

What stuff?

Mind your own beeswax.

Interesting.

[gentle acoustic guitar finger picking]

You can't believe it, can you?

All boarded up, it's criminal.

I went past today, and there it was. Gone.

Giles, stop faffing.

It's making me itch.

Well, it's that sympathetic wool.

I told you you wouldn't like it when you bought it.

Lift, here.

Do you hear that, Carol?

-What's that? -Lift up.

The butchers on the boulevard.

All boarded up.

You can't believe it, can you?

Will be none of the old shops left soon.

Jack, will you lift?

I am lifting.

[jack grunts]

What are you wittering about?

The butchers. What was.

Oh yeah. Can't believe it, can you?

Went past today. There it was, gone.

-All boarded up. -[siren wailing]

Oh, something's going on.

[Both] Trouble for someone.

[Both] Ooh!

[Both] Wishes.

[upbeat acoustic guitar finger picking]

Hey Richard, it's me.

The agent likes my stories!

-[excited squeal] -I can't believe it!

Anyway, I'm back early,

so I'm going to come to the nursing home and say hello,

and sort out mum's surprise party.

So if you see her, don't mention that I'm back.

And don't mention the surprise party, obviously.

And if you're not at work, then let me know,

and I won't come down

and I hope you're having a good day,

and sorry about the longest message in the world.

And...

Bye.

[phone beeps]

Hello, this is Carol. Please leave a message.

[phone beeps]

Hey mum, it's me. They like my stories!

Yahoo! Back in a bit, bye.

[phone beeps]

-Thomas! -[upbeat piano music]

We had a Spectrum ZX 'til I was 14.

Another one with the rubber keys?

Exactly.

You have to put a cassette

in the tape player to load the games.

Yeah, and it sounded like a Dalek being burned alive.

Do you remember?

So what are you doing in Weston?

At the moment, I'm washing your hair.

Oh no, I meant-

-[laughs] -I know.

Someone I loved did not love me.

And this is unfortunate,

so I decide to come to Bristol to finish my PhD.

-Then, as we say -[speaks foreign language]

What does that mean?

When the woman gets off the waggon,

the horse has an easier time.

Oh, right.

No, sorry, what?

[both laugh]

It, um...

It's like...

Lighten the load?

Make life easy for yourself?

So you came to Weston?

[laughs]

You have a good time here, no?

Yeah, it's all right.

You have wonderful friends.

Yeah, I suppose so.

[phone rings]

Friends are so important, I think.

And the rest is not quite so desperate.

Are you going to answer that?

Um, no.

Okay.

[phone continues ringing]

[Richard] All right? Leave us a message.

[phone beeps]

Hey Richard, it's me again.

I'm here, so...

I'll call you later.

-Hi. -Hi.

Nice jugs.

Thanks.

You too.

Thanks.

You missed a good night last week.

Did I?

You not fancy it in the end?

Yeah, uh, sorry.

Things suddenly got a bit complicated.

Too complicated to call or text?

Out of courtesy, you know?

Hmm.

What are you doing with those?

Moving the last of my mum's stuff.

To where?

To there.

Why is she moving to a nursing home?

Because she needs nursing.

Sorry.

I didn't know.

I didn't tell you.

Mothers, eh?

Some kids do have 'em.

["James Bond Theme" ringtone plays]

-Do you want me to? -No.

That's okay. Thanks.

-Nice ringtone. -Thanks.

Where's your dad?

In here.

Why is he in there?

'Cause he's dead.

Oh my God!

No, I meant, why is he in those?

Well, they're easier to carry

than the biscuit barrel mum put him in.

Do you fancy an ice cream?

Why?

Because they're nice?

You could've called last week.

Is that a yes?

[train toot toots]

["I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside" organ instrumental]

What did he do?

He was a photographer.

Still is, I think.

Where is he now?

Living in Glasgow with some woman,

affectionately known as his highland fling.

Hilarious.

Does he know about your writing?

Mm-mm.

Not yet.

We haven't spoken in 10 years.

Really?

Dads, eh?

Mm.

Some kids don't have 'em.

Oh my-

-Sorry. -I'm joking.

-I'm joking. -Sorry.

Sarah?

Yeah?

Can I just...?

Oh my-

Has that been there the whole time?

You idiot!

[laughs]

Did you think I was going to kiss you?

What? No.

-Lies. -Shut up.

I wouldn't let you anyway.

-Lies. -Shut up.

[soft upbeat acoustic music]

[seagulls cawing]

[Both] Seven, eight, nine,

10, 11, 12, 13, 14.

Mar, you look 20 years younger already.

Oy, Mar.

What?

Has Carol said anything about Dad?

No, not in so many words.

But she come down this morning and guess what?

What?

She was wearing lipstick.

-No? -Yeah.

First time in years.

OMG.

-Well, guess what. -What?

I saw dad earlier and he was wearing his wellies.

No.

And you know what that means?

No?

He's been down the allotment.

No.

You know what that means?

No.

He's been doing some thinking.

No.

Mary, there is something fishy going on.

You are not wrong there.

Excited!

There you go, Chloe.

Thank you, Carol.

Or should I say wicked stepmother?

[Carol] Talk of the devil.

Hello Keiran, love.

All right, Carol?

You want your usual?

Oh yes, please. Plus straw.

What's the matter with you?

I just seen Brenda Kiely with that guy from the council,

and I ain't renewed my permit.

Permit for what?

Me.

There's a USB, Mar.

Bit of Lady Gaga and some Paloma Faith.

Oh, fab-dabba-doozy.

We're taking Sarah out for a drink later.

Did the agent say yeah?

Yeah.

-No? -Yeah.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

No.

Innit great, Keiran?

Yeah, amazing.

Oh, but I can't do later.

Why not?

I've got a date.

With who?

-JD. -JD?

But I haven't met him yet.

I know, but I thought I'd see how it goes this evening,

and then...

Bring him to Carol's surprise party on Friday.

Isn't Friday the start of his Sabbath?

He's a gay Jew, I don't think he's that Orthodox.

Anyway, his dad's a catholic.

No, that's Saturday and Sunday out.

His weekends must be rubbish.

Not if he's got anything to do with it.

[loud bang]

Talk of the devil. Hello, Brenda.

Hello, Carol. Hello, all.

All right, Bren?

You want your usual, Brenda?

Not today, thanks.

I just wanted to give you a copy of these.

I know how much you hate email.

Oh, okay, thanks.

It looks beautiful, Carol.

Does it?

That's good.

Take your time to think about it,

but ideally, would like to be ready for the winter season.

So if I could have an answer on Friday, that'd be fantastic.

Oh, Friday's my birthday.

Okay, well...

I'll leave you to it then.

Bye all!

[All] Bye Brenda.

Bye, Keiran.

Bye, Brenda.

Now then, sorry, Keiran.

Usual plus straw, coming up.

[coffee machine grinds]

Oh, for goodness' sake!

-Oh! -[dishes clatter]

Sorry, Kieran. Frothy coffee's off.

That's okay, Carol.

[upbeat acoustic guitar strumming]

[laughing]

[indistinct chatting]

All right?

-Hey. -All right?

-All right? -All right?

-Hi. -All right?

All right?

So, how did it go?

Yeah, Good.

So, have you got an agent now?

Yeah, I think I have.

-That's great. -Isn't it great?

Yeah, it's great.

I can't believe it.

So what did they say?

Nothing really. Just that they liked the stories.

["James Bond Theme" ringtone plays]

Sorry.

Someone really wants to get hold of you.

Yeah, I'd better take it.

Sorry. Hello?

Don't forget mum's party on Friday.

Friday, I'm there.

Definitely?

I'll see you Friday.

Can you still play?

Oh yeah, course.

Great.

What did he want?

He wanted to explain why he didn't come last week.

Really?

He told me about her.

Oh.

You're so good.

I don't know how you kept it a secret.

Well, what else was I supposed to do?

He says you're amazing with her.

With who?

His mum.

Oh.

He told you about his mum.

I know it doesn't excuse anything, but...

But you just never know, do you?

What about?

People's lives.

They're always so complicated.

Well, not if you lighten the load

and get off the waggon

and lose some weight.

-What? -I've no idea.

It's great news about the writing though, Sarah.

Thank you.

I did come to tell you.

I was out.

I know.

Does that mean you'll be going back to London then?

Dunno.

They're based in Bristol, so it means I could stay.

Is that what you want?

Maybe.

I don't know.

Maybe.

Have you had your hair done?

Oh, yeah, well,

it's bit windswept now, but um...

No, it looks great.

Oh, cheers.

Did Chloe do it?

No, Ava.

Oh, right.

-Looks great. -Cheers.

Are you walking the dog on the beach now?

Yeah.

You're a bit early.

Do you want some company?

No, I'm only going for a short one,

so it's probably not worth you bothering.

Oh.

Okay.

Maybe a celebratory drink later?

Oh, sure.

Great.

Laters.

Bye.

[upbeat acoustic guitar strumming]

[carol begins grunting]

Bloody thing.

Carol?

This useless piece of tat!

Carol?

What, mum?

Oh, mum, don't look at those,

that's just Brenda Kiely showing off.

Carol.

Can you imagine?

Champagne and oyster bar.

Dad would be turning in his grave.

-Carol. -It's all right, mum.

I'll sort it, I promise.

We just got ourselves in a bit of bother, that's all.

-Carol! -What, mum!?

Sometimes you have to know when to let things go.

But what about dad?

Your dad couldn't give a monkey's.

He's been in a pot in a wardrobe for 15 years.

But what about you?

What about me?

And Sarah?

And Chloe, and Keiran?

And Big Issue Frank?

What's going on, Carol?

Nothing's going on, I'm fine.

I just got a bit behind with the repayments, that's all,

and Brenda Kiely thought-

With you, Carol?

What's going on with you?

And Stanley?

Oh, mum. Last night...

What about last night?

I went too far.

Why? What happened?

Well, we finished the chicken biryani,

which was very nice actually,

and then we sat on the sofa

to watch "An Officer and a Gentleman".

-Oh, no. -I know, I know.

I always get upset,

but I was doing really well

until he carried her out of the factory.

And then I-

What?

Oh, mum.

What did you do, Carol?

I held Stan's hand.

And then what?

And that was it.

What do you mean, "That was it"?

I froze.

And we sat there holding hands

until all the names ran out,

and then he left.

Oh, for God's sake.

I know!

I should've kept my hand to myself.

And now he hasn't been in all day

and oh, everything's changed

and nothing will be the same ever again.

Let's hope not, Carol.

Let's hope not.

All right, Mar and Car.

Oh, talk of the Stan, hello devil.

Carol, everything all right?

Yeah, of course.

Is it Sarah, what's happened?

Um, no, um,

we just thought you weren't coming in today.

Oh, yes.

Sorry about that, Carol, I...

It's been one of those days, you know.

Getting things done.

Stuff to do, you know.

Hokey pokey.

I brought your cuttings, Carol.

Oh, thanks Stan.

They're just a few that,

well, they're not cuttings at all really, they're weeds.

But I like them.

They're pretty.

Yeah, I thought so, and...

Well, you know what weeds are, don't you Carol?

They're flowers whose virtues have never been discovered.

[upbeat acoustic guitar strumming]

[seagull caws]

You all right, nan?

Come and sit with me, love.

Did mum get my message?

The agent in Bristol likes my stories, nan.

Can you believe it?

Sarah, my girl.

Was never in doubt.

It means I don't need to go back to London now.

Can stay with you and mum.

And write.

And help with the cafe.

Well hold your horses, love.

Let's just see what your mother decides to do

about Brenda's offer.

She brought the plans around then?

She did.

What's mum gonna do?

Don't know.

Don't think she knows.

But she and Stan will figure it out.

Is Stan with her now?

Great.

That's great.

-[upbeat acoustic music] -♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Beyond the sea ♪

♪ Somewhere waiting for me ♪

♪ My lover stands on golden sands ♪

♪ And watches the ships ♪

♪ That go sailing ♪

♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Beyond the sea ♪

♪ He's there watching for me ♪

♪ If I could fly like birds on high ♪

♪ Then straight to his arms ♪

♪ I'd go sailing ♪