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[music playing]

[music playing]

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Is anybody there?

Hello.

[clatter]

Hey!

What are you doing in here?

Sorry, mate.

I'm just looking for someone who used to live here.

Yeah, well, this is private property, mate.

So come on.

Out you go.

You couldn't do me a favor, could you?

Please, mate, I've been searching for months.

His name is Frank Baron.

It's important.

Oh, let's have a look then.

Watch yourself on that glass there.

Oh yeah.

Took him off to Fairview.

Had to call the police and he put up a hell of a fight.

Fairview?

What's that?

Hospital.

Pass it on the way into town.

What do you want with him?

He's my dad.

[phone rings]

Hello. - Hello, love.

It's me.

Did I wake you?

Hmm.

What time is it?

I found him.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm going to see him first thing in the morning.

Oh, my god.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: I know.

Pretty soon everything's going to be all right, yeah?

I'll be back soon.

All right, bye.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Forever my darling, my love will be true, always

and forever I'll love just you.

Just promise me darling you're love in return.

Make this fire in my soul, dear, forever burn.

My heart's at your command, dear,

to keep, love and to hold.

Making you happy is my desire, dear.

Keeping you here--

WOMAN: Frank?

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: You have arrived at your destination.

You have arrived at your--

[buzzer]

Yeah, I'm here to see Dr. Burrows.

[door buzzes]

Fairview is a secure unit for patients

with severe mental difficulties, including Alzheimer's, which is

what we think your father has.

He was sectioned under the Mental Health Act

about three months ago.

Various acts of aggression have been

reported, which is why he was brought to us for assessment.

JAMES: How bad is he?

DR. BURROWS: Well, he may remember you,

but his memory comes and goes and I

don't want to raise your hopes.

Most of the time, he's in his own world,

and then just when you least expect it,

he sparks back into life.

But the disease makes him extremely paranoid and prone

to hallucinations.

I understand how hard that can be.

Frank Barron-- we've only ever known it was Frank, of course.

He's not the first person to arrive here without ID.

Somehow people slip below the radar.

It's, uh, it's not uncommon, sadly.

I'm surprised you managed to find us.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, it wasn't easy.

I've been looking for him for months.

And we weren't close.

Uh, you know, I know we grew up around here, so.

What sort of person was he?

You're talking about him like he's already dead.

DR. BURROWS: I'm sorry.

This must be very hard but our Frank,

the Frank we've been looking after, he isn't the person

that you knew.

You must understand that it's not Frank, it's the disease.

And it might be easier to think of him as a different person,

a stranger even.

Maybe you should see for yourself.

[music playing] A man who does not go away

SUSIE: Frank, for goodness sake, I can't hear myself think.

Reason Oh.

That's better, isn't It?

A bit of light makes all the difference.

I wish I was dead.

What's that?

I wish I was dead.

Come on, Frank.

You've got a special visitor.

Can you see who it is, Frank?

Your son has come to visit you.

It's James.

My Jamie.

That's right, yeah.

I'll leave you to yourselves.

I'm just outside if you need me.

Right.

Thank you, thanks.

How you doing?

You OK?

Everything all right?

Where am I?

Hospital.

Oh, accident?

Not exactly.

Where's my fags?

Fags?

I don't know.

Hey, look, dad, wondered if you want to have a look at this?

Yeah, can you remember anyone in it?

- Cathy. - Cathy, that's right.

My wife.

Yeah, you're right, mum.

Mummy.

Your mummy.

Oh, you want your tape player?

All right.

OK, I'll get you some music.

Here we go.

I'll put it on for you.

It's all right. it's off. it's off.

It's off.

[screaming]

Hey, stop it!

Stop it!

Frank!

Frank!

Frank!

Frank, it's OK.

Frank.

Frank!

Frank, it's OK.

It's OK.

Jesus.

I thought it went well.

I'm so sorry.

It's the medication.

They've switched it around so many times,

I don't know who the real Frank is anymore.

Look, I tried my best.

What do you want me to do, bust him out?

Look, I don't know what to say, you know.

He's sick.

Yeah, like, really sick.

But what I'm saying, it's like Alzheimers or something.

Morning.

All right.

No, I'm sorry.

They just not gonna let me bring him back.

They-- they just wont.

Now come on, don't be like that.

What-- what-- of course, I did.

Yeah, because I can't.

[interposing voices]

No, I'll see what I can do, all right?

Yeah.

No, i will.

I'll think of something.

You'll sit down with a nice cup of tea.

Don't worry about it.

I don't want a cup of tea.

I'm not a prisoner.

I know you're not.

It's all right.

Come on, let's get you back inside.

Come on, then.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Last night i dream--

[big bang]

He's been much better since lunch.

Hello, darling.

It's me, Susie.

Yes?

There's someone here to see you.

It's your son, Jamie.

Oh.

Hi, dad.

Now are you going to say sorry to James, Frank?

You really hurt him.

Oh, it's nothing, it's just scratch.

All right, dad, all right.

I could never hurt you, Jamie.

[WHISPERING] This place isn't safe.

JAMES: Of course, it is.

They're killing me.

Come on, don't be a daft, all right?

Don't be daft.

Let go, dad, go on.

Just let go, all right?

That's it. - They're killing me.

That's it.

[inaudible] Do you want a cup of tea?

I'm not daft.

I know.

I'm not fucking daft.

Let's get you a cup of tea, hey?

I'm watching you.

All right.

Time for his medication.

Don't want them.

Wait Frank, just hold on one minute.

You OK?

Frank, wait, wait, just hold on a moment.

Make sure he takes them all.

He's no good without them.

All right, OK.

Yeah, push it.

Go on.

Here you go.

Yeah, come on.

Oh, that's all right. Go on.

There you go. There you go.

Come on, [inaudible].

Hey, no, no, no. What you doing here?

What you doing?

Hey, hey, hey, you can't do that now.

Not in the sink!

Not in the sink!

Come on, dad.

I'm not ill.

Come on, they'll make you feel better.

Mhm.

Come on.

All right, fine.

Fine.

All right, I'll tell you want I got.

It's good.

Do you want some?

All right, I'll tell you what, I'll do you a deal.

You take one of these and you can

wash it down with some of that.

Open your mouth.

That's it.

That's it.

Yeah.

All right, dad.

All right, all right, that's it.

That's enough.

That's enough.

Bosh, down the hatch.

What's this mean?

Dad, do you remember?

All coppers are bastards.

All coppers are bastards, exactly.

And what's that?

Cathy.

Cathy.

Mum.

Mum.

Well done.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Where's my fags?

What?

Give me my fags.

No, I ain't got your fags.

No, I haven't got your fags.

No, there's no-- there's no fags.

There's nothing in there.

But what, which fags?

Mm-hmm.

In here?

What?

This fags?

Do you want a lighter as well?

There you go.

Is that nice?

How is that, relaxing?

Yeah?

Do-- do you mind if I have one?

Oh, that is nice, what'd you like.

That's good stuff, dad.

Do you mind if I film it?

Oh, you don't mind, do you?

It's just a camera, look.

OK.

Could you? [PUFFS AIR]

Lovely, dad, lovely.

Yeah.

Do you miss me, Jamie?

I miss you every single day.

I'm proud of you kid.

[music playing]

MAN: I wanna go home!

I wanna go home.

Twist.

No, you can't twist, it's not Black Jack.

Hit me.

Yeah, look, concentrate on the painting.

Excuse me?

Oh, fucking hell, now what?

- Excuse me? - Yes.

Hit me.

Stop it, dad.

There's been a terrible mistake.

FRANK: Hit me.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Yeah, well, uh, you and me both.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Hit me.

I don't want to.

FRANK: Hit me.

[screaming]

Stop it, dad!

Hey, hey, hey, stop it.

Leave it, leave it, leave it.

OK, open your hand.

Open your hand.

Calm down.

[inaudible] calm down.

All right.

Listen, dad, I need your help, all right?

I need you to get up.

That's it, that's it.

Well done.

Here we go.

Here we go, nice and easy.

That's it, that's it.

Here we go.

Come on, OK.

Calm down!

Please, calm down.

All right, this way.

Nurses, nurses.

Nurse!

- It's all right, I've got him. - Nurse!

This way.

Come on, Frank Barron.

Take me, I'll go with you.

Shh, you get back inside.

Come on, here we go.

You're OK.

OK, here we go.

Here we go.

Stay with me!

Stay with me!

You wanna see a magic trick, hey?

There you go, open sesame!

Come on, go through, dad.

Go through.

[alarm sounding] Get in the fucking car, dad.

FRANK: All right.

Go, go go.

[engine revving]

Hey, where you going?

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: Please enter destination.

What are you doing?

You can't run off [inaudible].

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: You have not

entered a valid destination.

You have not entered a valid destination.

What the fuck you doing?

[inaudible]

What are you fucking doing?

Dad-- dad, I'm trying to help you.

I'm trying to help you.

Dad, come on, let go!

Let go!

[LAUGHING]

We've done it, dad.

We've fucking done it.

[LAUGHING] We've got out, mate.

Well, this is nice, ain't it, dad?

Yeah.

Ha?

Mhm.

How about putting a bit of music?

Hey, will that calm you down?

[loud music]

Hey, all right.

No, no, not that one.

That's a bit more mellow, ain't it?

Yeah.

Hello, mate.

dad, hey, you can let go of my hair now.

Oh, yeah, come on.

I'm paranoid.

I'm effing going bald as it is, all right?

That's it.

[cars honking]

Yeah, all right, hold your horses!

Hold your horses!

Come on.

Dad, come on, get back into the car.

Yeah, all right, keep your hair on.

[car honking]

OK, it's all right.

Don't let them upset you.

Don't let them upset you. Do let them upset you.

You take your time.

You take your time.

[inaudible] I've got a sick man here.

WOMAN: Idiot! - All right, come on.

All right, dad, come on.

Get back back in the car.

All right, come on, just take your time.

We can't let them upset us, do we?

Get in the car.

Get in the car.

Get in the car, come on.

That's it.

[mourning]

Unbelievable!

Unbelievable.

[car honking]

Yeah, all right.

Very good.

Dad, you what to open the door?

Come on, open the door.

We can't get back unless I drive, can we?

Ah, that's it, go on.

That's the one, open the door.

Are we going-- oh, you're going to drive, are you?

Oh, OK.

Are you comfortable?

Dad, don't you do that.

Stop it, now.

All right, open the door!

No, you do not-- dad, open this door.

You are not driving this car.

No, don't, dad.

Come on, please.

Please, dad, open the fucking door.

Dad!

Fuck, fuck, dad!

Dad!

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: At the first opportunity,

please turn around.

Who the fuck are you?

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: At the first opportunity,

please turn around.

Well, you fuck off.

NAVIGATION [IN CAR]: At the first opportunity,

please turn around.

Garbage.

[cars honking]

That was exciting, huh?

You gonna let me drive now?

Yeah.

[music playing]

All coppers are bastards.

Yeah, that's right.

[inaudible]

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank!

Frank!

Frank, are you OK?

Have you been crying?

No.

What's going on?

I don't feel very well.

I don't want to go.

What do you mean you don't want to go?

It's your birthday.

I'm scared.

What are you scared of, darling?

I don't fucking remember.

That's OK, nothing to be scared of.

What's the matter with me, Cath?

I don't know, Frank.

But we'll get through this together,

all right, just you and me.

Yeah, yeah.

I must be getting fucking old.

Yeah, that's right.

Don't say nothing to no one.

No.

Promise me.

Come on, let's get you ready.

You're going to be late.

You gave me a fright, you silly thing, catching you like that.

I never seen you cry before.

I wasn't crying.

Come on, now.

Come on, dad.

Hey, come on, wake up.

Wake up, all right, we're here.

[snoring]

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank?

Frank, what's gotten into you?

FRANK: I wanna go home.

I wanna go home.

Yeah, well, we're going home, aren't we?

I told you that.

I wanna go home now.

Come on, don't start that again.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank, you OK?

What you go now?

What's that in your hand?

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're--

we're on the road.

What's going on, Cath?

No, he's fine.

He's all right.

Yeah, he's been as good as gold.

Yeah, OK.

Oh, yeah, you can't do.

Well, I just don't want to upset him.

That's up to you.

Give it.

Hang on a tick, hang on.

Hang on a tick.

Yeah, we'll be back sometime tomorrow.

Give me the phone.

OK, fine.

Who you taking to, Cath?

Yeah, that was-- that was mum.

Mum?

Yeah, Cath.

Cathy?

Yeah, you'll be seeing her tomorrow.

That'll be nice, won't it?

Family reunion.

Oh, Cathy.

I'm not Cathy, it's James, remember?

I'm sorry, Cathy.

I get so confused.

The drugs are wearing off.

You should get some rest.

[music playing]

Dad, all right.

OK.

Yeah, OK, dad.

All right, mate.

All right, mate.

That's a little bit weird there, that is all.

Right?

OK, yeah?

Mhm.

Maybe you should get yourself to bed, all right?

Mhm, bed.

You want to come to bed?

FRANK: Mhm.

JAMES: Come on, let's get you down.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Come into bed, Frank.

[thundering]

Oh, no, no, no.

What are you doing?

You're pissing on me.

What you doing in my house?

- Oh, god, I'm going to be sick. - What you doing here?

Dad, come on, wake up. Wake up!

Stop pissing everywhere.

Come on, pull them, boy.

Don't touch me.

Oh, fuck!

Dad!

Dad, let go.

Let's [inaudible] fuck!

You fucking mad.

What did you do that for?

He touched me.

What?

He touched me.

All right, just keep your voice down.

Stop it! - Get out.

No, put that down. No, don't.

Put that down. - Get out!

All right.

All right, I'm going.

- [SCREAMING] Get out. - I'm leaving!

Fuck off!

All right, I'm leaving.

[loud smash]

He's a-- he's a dirty man.

Yeah, he's a dirty man.

He touched me.

Come on, dad, let me in, hey!

I can't stand away all day, can I?

He's coming to make me--

Room service.

[knock on door]

JAMES: Room service.

Hello, dad.

Bad luck.

Not bad luck.

All right.

Nice to see you.

Let's get a hug, all right?

Ah.

Maybe we should, uh, pull your trousers up first, hey?

Uh, daft sod.

Dad, fuck it!

Come on, out you go. Out you go.

Come on, go on out there.

Nice-- that's it, nice and gently.

Put your leg there.

Put your leg there, all right?

Hold on to the railings, all right.

Well done.

Listen, you behave yourself and I'll take

you somewhere nice, all right.

How does that sound?

Nice, uh, well, it's nice to be nice.

That's right.

Everything's nice, all right.

Why we going this way?

Well, because you pissed all over the bed.

No, I didn't.

Well, you did, didn't you?

Who taught you how to eat, huh?

Huh?

I'm only messing about, dad.

Go ahead and knock yourself out.

Not that one.

[loud smash]

Look what you've done now!

Fuck off!

Stop it! It's me.

It's James, all right. It's Jamie.

Sorry, what going on?

He just gets like this sometimes, all right.

There's nothing I can do.

I don't want to cause a scene with everybody else.

- Of course, of course. - I'm really sorry everyone.

Yep, it's fine. What's his name?

- This is Frank. - Frank.

Dad, this is Lee, all right.

He's going to take us outside, all right.

Now Lee's going to help ya.

No.

So we'll take your music.

Yeah, come on. - Come on, Frank.

Let's get some fresh air.

Oh, no, let's leave the table there.

Thank you so much, mate.

I really appreciate it. - Not a problem.

Fuck!

All right.

Come on, don't be able horrible to him, all right.

You smashed his plate, didn't you?

- I didn't smash his plate. - Yes, you did.

You broke his plate.

Look, I hope I didn't.

Fuck!

JAMES: Be nice.

LEE: Good man, Frank.

What's wrong, is he, uh--

Yeah, Alzheimers.

My nan, too, it's a nightmare.

Oh, it's terribly, you know.

It's like the person you know just disappears.

All right, now, come on, dad.

All right come on.

You laughing?

Come on, Frank.

Come on, Frank.

Did he do that to you?

Did he do that to you?

Yeah, what can you do, hey.

You know he brought me up. - Yeah.

My turn now, ain't it, dad?

You a bastard.

Yeah, OK, all right.

Fuck him.

OK, all right.

Be nice.

Well done, dad. Well done.

- Well done, Frank. - [interposing voices]

No, that's fine.

Are you going to be OK? - Yeah, no, no, no.

We'll be fine. We'll be fine.

Listen, thank you so much, you know, for understanding.

Many people don't.

It's all right.

And honestly, forget about the money, it's no problem.

You sure?

- You take care, all right. - Thank you, Lee.

Good luck.

Take care, thanks.

Bye, Frank.

Come on, dad, we're in the clear.

We're in the clear. Come on.

No, no, no, stop messing about, all right.

Come on, let's get out of here.

- Is it trouble? - No, turn around.

We're done. We're done.

We've worked-- Oh shit!

All right, all right.

All coppers are bastards.

LEE: You all right?

Yeah.

Just can't find the motor.

Fuck off.

I'm almost as bad as him.

Fuck off.

Bye, Frank.

What?

Keep walking.

We got a problem.

Problem?

Yeah, we're fucked.

Go on through there.

Go on, dad, through there.

Go ahead.

Come on, dad.

Shit! Get down.

Get your head down.

Get down.

Get down and keep your mouth shut.

Oh, perfect.

[inaudible]

Oh shit!

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Look, I can't talk now, it's not a good time.

I'm sorry, I gotta go.

All right.

Dad!

I've got a stain out back, egg doesn't come out of that.

Beautiful.

Dad, dad!

Dad!

Hi.

Dad!

[engine starts]

[car alarm]

What are the fuck you doing?

What the fucking you doing?

The police were just here.

Come on, open the door.

Open the fucking door.

What are you doing?

What are you [inaudible], hey?

What the fuck are you doing?

Keep going, go, go, go.

He shouldn't be driving.

You shouldn't be driving.

He shouldn't-- he's going to kill someone.

Fuck off.

Frank, wow.

Have a nice day.

LEE: Did you see that?

[cheering]

Fucking amazing.

That was amazing, dad.

Well done, mate.

That was singlehandedly one of the greatest

moments of my life.

Fuck!

Well done, dad.

Well done, mate.

Fucking brilliant.

[LAUGHING]

Come on, at the next junction, we'll swap over, all right.

No, no no, no, no.

No, seriously, dad.

Come on, I don't like the idea of you driving, all right.

Here, maybe you should take some of your pills.

Which ones do you take?

But I'm not ill.

Yeah, but they do you good, stop you

seeing things that aren't real.

They're real.

Yeah, well, I can't see them.

Maybe you need the drugs.

Well, I fucking do with you around.

[laughter]

No fucking way.

You need to fucking stop it, all right.

Mhm.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

All right, all right, concentrate on the road.

If you can't do it, then you have to get out.

We'll swap over. - I'm all right.

Got it.

I got it.

I just want music.

Oh, I'll play some music as long as you concrete,

all right? - Yeah.

All right, concentrate, yeah?

It is, um, Roger Miller.

This is, um, from the, uh--

Good old days.

FRANK: Yeah, the old times.

[MUSIC - ROGER MILLER, "KING OF THE ROAD]

[SINGING] Ah, but two hours of pushing brooms,

buys an eight by twelve four-bit room.

I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Third boxcar, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine.

Old worn-out suits and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.

I smoke old stogies I have found,

short, but not too big around.

I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Yeah!

Go on, dad.

[laughter]

[MUSIC - ROGER MILLER, "KING OF THE ROAD]

[SINGING] All the children, all of their names,

and every hand-out in every town,

and every lock that ain't locked when no one's around.

I sing, for trailers for sale or rent--

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Yeah, we're-- we're on our way.

Well, I'm not going to get there any faster

if you keep calling me, am I?

Like I said, we'll-- we'll get there when we get there.

Oh just calm down, all right.

We'll talk later.

Jesus.

Hey, listen, dad, I could murder a coffee.

You gonna let me drive now?

No.

All right, fine.

Just keep driving south then, even you can't fuck that up.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[music playing]

Keep you eyes closed.

Keep them closed.

[doorbell]

Oh, typical.

You stay here, I'll only be a sec.

Don't make a mess.

[doorbell]

Can I help?

I'm looking for your husband.

Where is he?

Sorry, he's not here. Hey!

Mom!

Luke, upstairs now.

I"m going to call the police.

Let go.

MAN: You tell him he owes me.

[music playing]

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Have you been drinking again, Frank?

You're not yourself today.

Who's that?

[LAUGHING] What's gotten into you, it's me.

I was just pulling your leg.

So?

So what?

Who am I, then?

What's my name?

Stop playing about, will you?

You really don't know, do you?

Of course I do, just-- just stop testing me.

I think we should see someone.

I-- I'm fine, just leave me alone.

No, something's wrong.

No, something's wrong with you, you daft girl.

You're just driving me up a fucking wall.

So who am I, [inaudible]?

[heartbeat]

Why are we stopped?

She's out there, but I can't she her.

Ah, come on, dad, let's keep moving.

We should be nearly there by now.

What are you looking at, hey?

How-- how about I drive?

[MUMBLING]

All right, we'll do a swap, yeah?

One, two, three, we'll do a switch, all right?

[mumbling]

One, two, three.

Dad?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Come on, dad, you can't--

come on, I'm getting soaked out here.

Come on, let me in.

- Don't do that. - [inaudible].

Hey, let me in.

Back off.

Open the door.

Dad, we got to get a move on.

We're not far now.

Oh, no.

No, no, no!

Wales!

Fucking Wales, you fuck!

You've driven us to fucking Wales?

Fucking idiot, look what you've done.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

No, what's wrong with you?

Don't fucking shout!

I'll shout what I like!

I'm the boss here telling you to drive,

so drive the fucking car!

Dad, fuck!

Ain't [inaudible] cunt.

Fuck, please.

Dad, leave it.

I'm just a little bit upset.

All right, I'm just a little bit upset because you

drove us to fucking Wales.

All right?

OK.

That's it, dad.

What-- we just got to figure out what we we're gonna do.

What? - Yeah.

Yeah.

We can even stay here and we can both get pneumonia,

or we can drive the car, we can go to a hotel

and find some nice hot food.

Yeah?

Then we'll find out where the fuck we are and how the fuck

we're going to get back.

You want to go home?

We'll go home.

What's the problem, dad?

You like driving a car.

What's the fucking problem?

Petrol.

What?

We don't have petrol.

[SCREAMING] Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fucking, fuck!

Don't touch me, I'll fucking paralyze ya.

JAMES: Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Oh, god, fuck!

That's no good.

Oh, come on, dad, don't wonder off.

You're going to get soaked.

Come on, get back in the car.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank?

All right, then, fine.

I don't care, I've had enough.

Come back.

JAMES: I'm not joking.

Come back in the car.

Come back.

What's got into you?

It's me.

[inaudible].

Let's see how you get on in the real world, you big baby.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank, who am I?

It's me.

[phone buzzing]

Oh, fuck.

Dad!

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank [inaudible]..

What's the matter with you?

Dad!

Dad, you can't just wander off into nowhere.

Where are you going?

What's got into you, Frank?

It's me.

Where are you, Frank, where are you?

Cath, come back.

Come back to me.

I can't.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: Listen to me, you need to leave

him and protect yourself.

I just can't do that.

I just can't.

He's my Frank.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: He was drinking tonight.

Oh, it was his birthday.

Give me a break.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: Yeah, well, you said he'd stopped.

It's not the drink, it's something else.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: Oh, stop making excuses for him.

I'm not, I'm not.

You don't understand, he needs me.

JAMES [ON PHONE]: Yeah, well, he's dangerous.

You're not safe.

You need to go.

Who you talking to, Cath?

Frank, you scared the life out of me.

FRANK: Did I?

Look, I'll-- I'll call you later, all right?

Do I scare you, Cath?

He's in one of his moods.

Moods?

One of my moods?

No, I've--

Who is this?

Hello?

Who is this?

[dial tone]

Look at me, Cath.

Look on me, babe.

Tell me the truth.

Are you seeing someone else?

Don't do this, Frank.

Who's that, then?

James.

Who?

Our son Jamie.

Cath, we don't have a son.

Oh, no.

What is wrong with you?

No, don't say that.

I can take anything.

Please don't say that.

Tell me the truth, are you leaving me?

No!

Frank, I'm never going to leave you.

You're telling me fibs.

No, I'm not.

Oh, no, Frank!

Frank!

Frank, you're hurting me.

Promise me you'll never leave.

Frank, you're hurting me.

Are you fucking someone else?

No, Frank.

I don't trust you no more.

You're a slut.

Stop it.

[CRYING] It's just like you've given up on me.

No, I can't do it all, Frank.

You've got to fight it, Frank.

I can't.

You can, you can.

You got to try, Frank.

For me, Frank?

For Jamie?

[MUMBLING] I can't.

I can't [inaudible].

Dad?

Dad, what are you doing?

No.

Dad, it's Jamie.

You are not my Jamie.

Come on, dad!

FRANK: I don't know you.

What are you doing, it's me.

Come on, [inaudible].

No.

Dad, come on.

Where you going?

Please, come on, please.

Come on, dad.

Dad!

Dad, come on.

[inaudible]

Dad!

Dad!

[truck howling]

Dad!

[inaudible] you-- you fucking crazy?

You're going to get yourself killed.

Fuck!

Oh, I want to go.

Let me die.

I got you.

I won't let go of you.

I won't let go of you.

I won't let go.

LUKE: [YELLING] Mom!

I'm coming.

I told you to go to sleep.

Look.

Jesus Christ.

Mm-hmm.

Beautiful.

Hello.

Look what I found.

Problem solved.

You all right?

You sleep all right?

Yeah, I'm a mechanic.

I can fix it.

It's not the engine, dad, it's petrol.

I walked far enough to get it.

I don't mind.

It's no problem.

[inaudible].

You haven't seen my phone anyway, have you?

No.

I can fix it, hmm?

Go on, hoop in.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

You've had enough driving, don't you think?

Red on red, black on black.

What's that?

Red on red, black on black.

Red on red, black on black.

[engine igniting]

Well done, dad.

[phone ringing]

Uh, just these and, uh, petrol in pump two please.

[phone ringing]

MAN [ON PHONE]: What the fuck you playing at?

We had a deal.

Where the fuck is Frank?

Last night was a warning.

You give me Frank or I'll come for your family.

You understand?

You fucking listening?

Yeah.

MAN [ON PHONE]: Is that you?

Here we are, dad, not exactly spoilt for choice here,

but we got--

[music playing]

You daft twat.

Hello, mate.

OK?

Listen, mate, are you lost?

Where are you going?

I'm going home.

Home, oh, yeah?

Well, that's were I'll going.

Why-- why don't you jump in?

Yeah, come on, I'll give you lift.

I mustn't talk to strangers.

Oh, come on, I'm not exactly a stranger, now am I?

Come on, dad, it's me.

It's James.

No, you're not my James.

Oh, for fuck;s sake.

Fuck!

Dad.

Yeah, come on, dad.

No!

Dad!

No!

I'm not in the mood, all right?

Look, I tried to be nice here, just taking the piss.

- You're hurting me. - Oh, am I?

Good.

You-- You're not my Jamie.

Oh, blah, blah, blah.

You're not my Jamie.

No!

No, no, no,

Come on.

Get in the car.

Dad, get in the car. - No, no!

Door's open.

No.

Here we go-- one, two, three, get in the car.

No!

Your door's open.

Door's open, we get in the car. - No!

It's warm in the car. [police siren]

- No! - Oh, fucking--

No!

No!

No!

It's all right.

It's all right, yeah.

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, it's just my dad.

He's not well.

I'm just trying to get him out, you know?

All coppers are bastards.

- Shut up, dad. - Excuse me?

- No, he didn't mean it. - What did he say?

No, he didn't say nothing.

He didn't say nothing. - Fuck wankers!

Dad, stop it, all right? Calm down.

Fuck off.

I don't know you.

All right, stop it.

Dad, all right, leave it.

Little shit.

Look-- look, he don't know what he's talking about,

honestly.

Look, the thing is that he's got dementia, you know.

Yeah, I just want to get him home.

I just want to get him home safe, you know?

I think he's going to be upset.

Is this your vehicle?

Yeah, it is, yeah.

He's my wife.

He's my wife.

You all right, dad?

He's my wife.

You all right?

You all right?

Don't think we need to keep you any longer.

Thank you, cheers.

Hope you get him home all right, yeah?

Yeah, yeah, we'll be fine. I'll get him in the car now.

Sorry to bother you.

Thank you for your concern, all right.

Drama over.

All right, come on, get in the car.

Where you going?

Get in the fucking car.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand me?

Get in the fucking car now.

Go on, come on.

OK, head down.

Go on, head down.

Head down, there we go, all right.

Let's strap you in, dad, there we go.

You're strapped in, all right.

Yeah.

Yeah?

Well done, all right.

Now eat your fucking Twix.

And you keep your mouth shut, all right?

Keep your mouth shut.

All right, thank you.

Listen, you stay put, you understand?

All right.

You don't frighten me.

Oh, really?

I'm not scared of you.

You kill me, you'll be doing me a favor.

Fucking-- how'd you do this, hey?

What is it, black to red?

Black to fucking black?

What the--

Kill me, you'll be doing me a flavor.

You remember that.

[music playing]

Here you are.

Welcome home, Frank.

[phone ringing]

What the fuck?

Where the fuck is it?

Dad, have you got my phone?

Fucking give me that.

Fuck.

Hello, Ruth.

Hello, sweetheart, it's me.

Well, uh, I couldn't.

I lost my phone.

What?

All right.

Listen, calm down.

All right, calm down.

Tell me what happened.

All right, well, I couldn't, could I?

I lost my phone.

Yeah.

Listen, just stay where you are, all right?

Stay where you are and I'll come and find you, OK?

I'm coming now. I'm coming now.

OK? All right.

Fuck!

Fucking, fuck.

Are we nearly home, dad?

Yeah, yeah, nearly there, nearly there.

Yeah, we'll be all right.

Fuck me.

No, no, no, you stay where you are.

I want to go home.

You stay right there. You're going nowhere.

Hmm.

No, you;re going nowhere.

You stay exactly where you are, all right?

Dad, do you love me?

- No. - Hey, do you love me?

No.

Because I love you.

Yeah, when you love someone, you help them out, don't you?

Right?

So you going to help me out?

You going to open your mouth?

Uh-uh.

Open you mouth and put these in, hey?

Go on, help me out.

That's it.

What the-- fuck it!

What the fuck is that, hey?

Fuck it, right.

You know, I'm tyring really fucking hard here, all right.

Now open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

Open-- all right, swallow.

Swallow it, swallow it, swallow it.

Mhm.

That's it, that's it.

Open you mouth, let me see.

All right, well done.

Well done.

I want to go home.

Yeah, we're going to go home.

I want to go home.

Just sit and relax.

[groaning]

[music playing]

What the fuck is going on?

Could I just speak to Ruth?

I'm looking after her.

Where the hell have you been?

Look-- look, don't start, all right?

I just want to--

Ruth.

Ruth.

It's OK, Soph.

I'll sort it, it's fine.

It's fine.

Hello, mate.

Come here, you.

How you doing? Hey!

How are you, all right? Have you missed me?

Yes.

Yeah, I missed you.

Now you good boy, eh? Have you been all right?

I'll sort it.

So what the fuck is going on?

Look at the state of here.

Do you have any idea--

any idea what we've been through?

I know, all right, I'm sorry.

Sorry?

[music playing]

Jamie.

Jamie, hello boy.

Your daddy's home.

What have you got us into?

We could have been killed.

Oh, come on, Ruth.

Don't say that.

All you had to do is find someone

and then you were in the clear, that is what you said.

And that's what it was.

So?

Sorry, it just got a little bit out of hand, all right?

But I'm fixing it.

After today, it's done.

Don't lie to me.

I swear to God.

Did you miss me?

Jamie, where's mummy?

Over there.

Come on, I'm sorry, all right?

Look, it's going to be OK.

It'll be OK.

It's going to be OK.

I promise you that.

Yeah, I promise you that.

Maybe tonight you should just stay at your sister's.

What?

Just to be safe.

Just because I want you to be safe.

All right?

I'm fixing this.

All right?

I'm fixing this.

I've heard this so many times

What?

The gambling, the debt--

when is it going to stop?

Don't, all right?

It stopped.

It's done.

It's just a restart, we talked about this.

You know, I've done this for you.

I've done this for Luke.

I just want you to be happy.

You deserve to be happy, yeah?

Yeah.

You deserve it.

Beautiful.

Hey!

Who are you?

Oh, hey!

Don't touch him.

Give him to me.

Give him to me.

Stay away!

Don't come near him, you fucking [inaudible]

Don't touch me.

FRANK: Don't touch him.

Don't you touch him, OK?

[inaudible] leave him, leave him.

- [interposing voices] - He's my boy.

Dad.

I'm going to call the police.

Don't call the police, Sophie.

Do not call the police.

Stuart, who is he?

Stuart, who is this?

I'll tell you.

Stuart, who's Stuart?

What's going on?

It's all right, it's me.

Dad, it's me. It's James.

- I want my boy. - It's me.

No, I'm your boy.

It's James.

Look at me, look at me.

It's me, James.

Jamie.

Dad, it's me.

I'm your dad.

Yeah.

Yeah, dad, you're my dad.

I"m you dad.

Yeah, you're my dad.

FRANK [VOICEOVER]: I want to go home.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: It's OK, I'll take you home.

Stuart.

We're fucked, all right.

I know.

He wasn't supposed to be in hospital so they

said I had to get him out.

Of course, they did.

It's called kidnapping, Stu.

Why would they take the risk?

I had no choice, did I?

There's always a choice.

Yeah, not with them, there isn't.

You've got no idea, right.

I had to do something, so I said I was his son.

You fucking idiot.

I didn't know what else to do.

It was his word against mine and he

don't remember a fucking thing.

Look, maybe we should call the police.

What?

I can't just give him up to them now,

god knows what they're going to do to him.

Do to him?

Jesus Christ, look what they did to us.

If they want him so badly, they can have him.

Look, they're probably going to kill him.

Ruth, why?

Can you live with it?

Rather him than us.

What you want me to say?

We are where we are.

I just want to do the right thing, that's all.

It's too late for that now.

[music playing]

Stuart?

What?

What are you talking about?

My name is not Stuart.

Fuck!

Fuck, dad!

Who are you?

No more lies.

Tell me the fucking truth.

I"m not your fuck--

I'm not your fuck--

I'm not your fucking son.

Who are you, you cunt?

I'm nobody, all right?

I'm fucking nobody.

I was just told to come and bring you back.

Back where?

Back to your home.

By who?

I don't know.

I don't know his name.

How fucking much?

It's not enough--

not enough, believe me.

Now, I'll tell them that you escaped, all right?

And I'll take you back to the hospital.

Mm-hmm, no, no, no.

Well, then wait?

I-- I just want to go home.

That's not a good idea.

But I just want to remember.

Yeah, but you won't know, will you?

Huh, you won't.

OK, mate.

That's it.

Out you get.

Go on, out you get.

Come on, [inaudible].

Take this, all right?

That's some money, all right?

All right, take that.

That's all I've got.

All right, now go on.

Go on.

Where?

Oh, fuck, Frank.

I don't know where, Frank, all right?

You just find somebody and you ask them for help, all right?

They'll talk you to the police.

Now promise me you're ask them for help.

You look after yourself.

That's it, go on.

Go on.

[street noise]

Hello, Frank.

What are you doing out here on your own, hey?

Will you come with me and get in that car?

Come on, come with me.

Let's get in the car.

Come on.

[inaudible]

This way, this way, this way.

Come on, this way.

All right.

You're going to stay there, Frank, OK?

Mm-hmm.

Hello, mate, I just wondered if you have a spare room.

Filthy habit

Yeah?

I wish I knew how much you understand.

I wish I knew how much you remember

because I need a reason--

I need a good reason why I shouldn't just hand you over.

I--I scared, Frank.

I've, uh, got myself in a bit of trouble, you know?

Oh.

Yeah, owe some money--

lots of money.

And they're going to hurt my family, and my son--

my fucking son.

Please, I just need a good reason,

I need to know you understand something.

You understand, don't you?

Don't worry, Jaime.

Daddy will take care of you.

Who are you, Frank?

Who are you?

Who is this freak?

Who is that man?

Who's that man?

Tell me.

It's Cathy, mhm.

Cathy.

My wife.

Yeah, your wife.

Is this about her, Frank?

Is this about her?

[phone ringing]

Oh, fuck.

Hello?

No, no, you listen to me.

Well, I can't do this.

Yeah, well, I wish I could, but I can't, mate.

No no, no, I'm not doing a think until you tell me exactly

what you're going to do to him.

Oh, fuck you, all right.

You do not threaten me, all right.

I'll call you when I'm ready.

Oh, fuck, fuck.

Well done, son.

I'm proud of you.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.

Sunny, you smiled at me and nearly--

She's killing it.

You want to try and do that?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

Mm-hmm.

Where's my fags?

You can't smoke in here.

Fuck them.

[SINGING] Sunny, sunny, sunny.

[music playing] This is for you, Cathy.

It's your favorite.

[SINGING] Forever my darling, my love will be true.

Always and forever, I'll love just you.

Just promise me, darling, your love in return.

Make this fire in my soul, dear, forever burn.

My heart's at your command, dear,

to keep, love and to hold.

Making you happy's my desire, dear.

Keeping you is my goal.

I love you forever, the rest of my days.

Me too.

[SINGING] I'll never part from you and your loving ways.

Beautiful.

Are you crying, dad?

Don't tell me you're fucking crying.

Don't spoil it.

Why you lie, daft sob?

No, I mean it.

Where's my fags?

Where's my fags?

Oh, you ain't lost them again, have you?

What she said, where's my fags?

Where's my fags?

Where's my fags?

Leave me alone, will you?

You'd forgot if your head wasn't fully screwed on.

Just fucking leave me alone.

All right.

You can dish it out, but you can't take it, can you?

FRANK: Please, leave me be.

All right, don't be like that.

Come on, give us a kiss.

Hey, cheer up.

Oi, oi, oi leave off.

Don't start that one, mate.

Excuse me, could I get a vodka tonic?

Good Lord, I'm thirsty.

Are you?

Mhm.

All right, what do you want?

Vodka tonic.

Yeah, can I get another one of these, as well?

Lisa, by the way.

Sorry, Stuart.

Oh, bless.

- He's good, isn't he? - Yeah.

Is that your dad?

No, no, you know, he's a good mate.

So he won't mind if you and me go somewhere else?

No, no, wait, wait.

Sorry, I'm married.

I don't mind.

Yeah, well, my wife might.

[SINGING] My heart's at your command, dear, to keep,

love and to hold.

Actually, you know, what?

You might able to help me out.

[music playing]

Slow down, mate.

You all right, Frank?

What's the matter?

I don't--

What's the matter?

I just--

I just can't--

Aren't you a bit young to be losing your mind,

don't you think? Jesus

Don't, James! Stop it.

- What's he being like that for? - I'm all right.

Yeah, you're all right. You're fine now.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

It's your birthday, right?

Let's get a picture.

Can you get a picture?

OK, smile for the camera.

What?

Fucking hell, what is your problem?

You're my fucking problem.

No, no, we're going to go home.

No, no, you just calm down.

I don't fucking know you!

Frank, we're going to go home.

Fuck!

Don't fucking touch her!

I'll fucking chop your head off.

Frank!

What do you think you're playing at?

I'm sorry.

You all right, darling?

You need fucking help, mate. No!

What the fuck's wrong with him?

You need help.

It's not what you think, Jamie.

[inaudible].

What you put up with that for? - He's the same, Jamie.

- Cath, come on, let's go. - No, no, no, don't go with him.

You don't understand.

No, don't go with him.

Don't go with him, mom.

Just stay here with me.

Fuck!

Come on, Frank.

That's enough of that, hey.

Here, watch your step.

Watch your step.

Hey, you did well, Frank.

You did really well.

How'd you enjoy that? - Mm-hmm.

JAMES: Did you? FRANK: Mm-hmm.

JAMES: There you go.

Here you go.

Go on, there you go.

Yeah, I got a surprise for you.

Someone very special wants to see you.

Be nice, wouldn't it?

I know, you wanna sit on the bed.

Yeah.

Come on, we've done this.

So, all right, you just bend your knee.

Go on.

That's it.

Come on, let's tidy you up, hey?

Get you looking nice.

Hey, all right?

Very good.

Handsome man, Frank.

Of course.

Yeah, of course.

Of course you are.

All right, let's play music.

Frank, you want to take one your pills?

Come on, Frank, it'll do you good.

No.

It'll make you feel better.

Come on, you want to be right for your special visitor comes,

don't you?

No?

All right, all right.

Yeah, come in.

Come in, come in.

Listen thanks so much for doing it.

I'll give that now and I'll give you the rest when I get back.

Yeah, all right.

All right, this might sound a bit weird.

Trust me, it won't

All right.

Can you tell him your name's Cathy?

OK.

Yeah?

All right.

Is there something wrong with him?

No, no, he's fine.

Hes' all right.

He just needs a bit of looking after.

I'm just got to pop out.

You know, I need a bit of a babysitter.

Who's this then?

Frank, look who it is hey?

It's Cathy.

Hello.

Cath?

Yeah, that's right.

Go on, you'll be all right.

Jesus, Cathy, I--

I missed you so much.

You'll be OK.

All right, I'm ready to talk.

It's OK.

You're OK.

You feel a little down?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Come on, that's it.

Oh, dear.

There you go.

That's nice.

Good.

I thought I lost you.

I get so confused.

It's all right.

You're all right.

[music playing]

Sit down.

You look nervous, Stuart.

If you lay a finger on me or my family,

I swear to God you'll never see Frank again.

Don't you worry about them.

You just worry about yourself.

Oh, come on.

Please, I done what you said.

MAN: We had a deal.

I know, and I kept it.

Look, I said I'd find him, that's all.

I didn't agree to anything else, did I?

That's not up to you, Stuart.

You owe me.

What are you going to do to him?

That's none of your fucking business.

Where is he?

I don't know what the story is here, all right?

I don't know how much money he owes you,

but I'm telling you it's not worth it.

He hasn't got anything.

He's just a sick old man.

I don't care.

He doesn't even know who he is.

I went to the hospital and I told him I was his fucking son.

He totally believed me.

It's like he's a little kid.

You can tell him anything.

I never told you to do that.

Look, all I'm saying is, whatever you're going to do

to him, he doesn't deserve it.

You've got it all figured out, haven't you, Stuart?

Look at your little brain working away there.

You haven't got a fucking clue.

You'll never leave me, will you Cathy?

You're hurting me.

Say you'll never leave.

Poor old Frank.

Did you feel sorry for him?

Did he make you cry, hmm?

You don't know Frank.

Stop it.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: For God's sake, Frank,

what have you done? - Get off me.

Get of me!

Who are you?

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: It's me!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Stop it.

You're not my Cath.

I don't care who he was, all right.

He's not the same person.

You can't punish him for something he don't remember.

I'll make him remember, somethings you don't forget.

[music playing]

WOMAN: What the fuck is wrong with you?

[mumbling]

[music playing]

[SINGING] I've got that feeling is the reason why.

Oh, yes an angel and there's heaven, heaven in your eyes.

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Coming to bed, Frank?

God, for Christ's sake, Frank, what have you done?

Who are you?

You'll burn the house down, for Christ's sake

- I don't know you. - Don't start.

Not now, you got to help me.

What are you doing in my dad's house?

It's me, Cathy!

You're not my Cathy!

[inaudible].

Stop it.

I don't know you.

Frank, you got to help me.

Now, what you going to do?

You're going to kill him, is that it?

You'll be doing him a favor.

Believe me, that's what he wants.

You think you know Frank.

You've no idea what he did.

I don't know you!

Frank, it's me, Cathy!

Help me!

I don't know you.

Of course, you do.

Not now!

Help me!

Who are you?

You're out of your depth, Stuart.

Just take me to him, please.

I'm not going to do it, mate.

What the fuck?

- What is that you want? - Fuck off.

I'm not doing it.

Get out my way!

Fuck!

Who are you?

It's me, Cathy, remember?

Frank, you're hurting me.

You're hurting me.

[inaudible].

What have I done?

I'm sorry.

I'm going to go now, OK?

It was me.

It was me.

You going to

Be all right?

[SOBBING] I'm sorry.

Please, Cath, forgive me.

Please, Cath, don't go.

Please don't go.

Don't go.

Please don't go, please don't.

Please, forgive me.

[YELLING] Why you doing this?

He's nothing to you.

[phone ringing]

[car ignition starting]

[tires screeching]

CATHY [VOICEOVER]: Frank?

Frank, are you OK?

I'm never going to leave you.

OK, Frank.

Frank, come on, get up.

Come on, what are you doing on the floor?

Get up.

Come on, we gotta go.

Frank, come on, get up.

We got a go.

We're leaving now. What?

- [MUMBLING] - Come on.

Now what you've done?

What the fuck you done?

No, no, what have you done, hey?

What have you fucking done?

I don't know.

Oh, wake up!

Frank, wake up, mate.

You don't know, you don't.

Come on, wake up, Frank.

Oh, fuck!

I'm going to phone the hospital--

the fucking hospital.

You'll be all right.

OK, you'll be all right.

Please.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Jamie, please-- please don't.

Let me sleep.

I-- I just want to sleep.

You should go, son.

Leave me.

Frank, what have you done that for?

Come on, hey?

It's for the best.

Yeah, it's for the best.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's for the best.

I'll just fall asleep.

Yeah, go to sleep, all right.

Mm-hmm.

You need to sleep.

Mm-hmm.

You go to sleep.

Go ahead, Frank, you go to sleep.

[SIGHS] OK, Frank, get some sleep.

Mm-hmm.

If you don't mine, how about a drink?

You want a drink?

Yeah.

Thanks.

[inaudible]

All right.

Here is comes.

Here it comes.

[COUGHING]

It's too hot OK, OK.

It's all good.

[COUGHING] Uh, I love you, son.

[COUGHING] Uh, I love you, son.

[CRYING]

[CRYING]

[phone keys buzzing]

JAMES [VOICEOVER]: Lovely, dad, lovely.

OK, go on, you don't mind, do you?

It's just a camera.

Yeah, police.

[music playing]

FRANK [ON PHONE]: Do you miss me, Jamie?

I miss you every single day.

I'm proud of you, kid.

[music playing]

That's him.

That's my dad.

[MUSIC PLAYING - TIM WHEELER, "FIRST SIGN OF SPRING"]

[SINGING] First sign of spring brings me home The first sign

of spring brings me home You have

gone someplace I cannot follow.

I'm feeling left behind, low and hollow.

Sinking down into the pit of despair

to the saddest, darkest depths of nowhere.

Grasping onto your true words of solace,

memories that pull me to the surface.

Where you're going, you can talk no longer.

I still speak to you and I feel stronger.

You look after me, though you're gone.

When I feel lost, I will hold on.

When I feel low, I can understand.

I can't hear you, but you can still hear me.

You hear me.

Whispering, you're listening.

You had leaned on me, oh, my protector.

I had carried you and I remember when your voice then

fell below a murmur.

It was clear that I could go no further.

Some day's when i wake up in the morning,

your lucid presence lingers from my dreaming.

And I think of you wherever you are.

My heart goes with you no matter how far.

You look after me though you're gone.

When I need you, I will hold strong.

When I feel low, I can understand.

I can't hear you, but you can still hear me.

You hear me.

Whispering, you're listening.

First sign of spring brings me hope.

The spring morning brings me hope.