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becoming north east six or eight later.
Thundery poor or occasionally very poor.
Tyne dogger fisher...
♪ There's a storm coming ♪
♪ You'd better run ♪
♪ There's a storm coming ♪
♪ Goodbye to the sun ♪
♪ There's a storm coming ♪
♪ You'd better run, boy, run ♪
♪ You'd better run ♪
♪ There's a ship that's sailing ♪
♪ Out in the night ♪
♪ There's a heart that's breaking ♪
- Come on. - I don't like the look of this one little bit.
Come on.
Oh, chuff, who's that?
Whitby coastguard, Whitby coastguard,
this is fishing vessel Saxon Lady.
We've just hauled our fishing gear
and have a dead body entangled in one of our nets.
I repeat, we have a dead body entangled in one of our nets.
♪ I'm running for the last train to leave ♪
- Get your toe back behind the line. - It's an imaginary line,
- how do you know where it is? - It's where Dad is.
- Dad's always wrong. - Come on, kids.
- I know. - I'll be wrong if I stay
in this position much longer.
- Are there any biscuits left? - Marks...
- Get set... - To the donkeys and back.
No, one way. One way.
Go!
Come on, Dad!
Come on!
Dad!
- You cheated, you're always cheating. - Sure, I did.
The best of five, Dad? For a, for a fiver?
It's today, isn't it?
People are talking about it.
It's time to go.
Poll.
- There you are. - Thanks, Dad.
Heya, Dot, you all right?
There goes the life.
Yeah, there it goes.
Come on, Poll.
I bet Dad forgets to get it filleted.
Two.
Which is the ugliest one, Polly?
You know how your dad loves an ugly one.
I'm back, sweetheart.
- Um... - Ask me later.
Is it still keeping the cold in, that jacket?
It's dirt.
Do you, uh...
...need helping out?
I'd forgotten how much I loved the smell of rotting fish.
The past.
Decay.
I see Polly's out of nappies then.
Leave her and the kids out of this.
That's the holiday spirit.
I saw you running, Reith,
look after yourself, eh?
Yeah, it's still keeping the cold in.
- And the holidays, they're over now. - Catch you later, bro.
Doesn't it look like magic today, Dad, with the sun beams.
Magic makes fools of people, Poll.
Who were that man?
Somebody I used to know.
He's your uncle. Your Uncle Blythe.
Cool, an Uncle. Will he buy me sweets?
- No. - No.
Come on.
- Can I have keys now? - Yeah.
Here you go. Put kettle on.
- Are you coming, Ben? - Yeah.
- I'll race you. Yeah! - No!
- It prickles. - Get over it.
Can't believe you're 16.
I know... where's my present?
I'll buy you a pint later.
Dad, I'm 16!
When I said later, I meant two years later.
Sorry, love, got you a knife.
Yeah, happy birthday, Angie.
Hiya!
I'm not that heavy, you're just being dramatic.
♪ And the banks of Balquhidder ♪
♪ Will you go, lassie, go ♪
♪ To the banks of Balquhidder? ♪
♪ Where the high mountains stand ♪
♪ I love the blooming heather ♪
♪ Will you go, lassie, go ♪
To Angie, the new old lady in town.
Wow!
- Will you marry me? - Hey!
Dennis Murphy's. One, two, three, four.
There you go!
Well, are you happy to see me?
Back from the chokey.
Eight years goes quick, doesn't it?
No.
It doesn't.
Go on, Angie, do something.
- Yeah, go on. - Come on, Angie.
"The Sign is on the Door"?
♪ I'm closing down ♪
♪ Outside, streets are empty ♪
♪ Winter's on its way ♪
♪ Feels like it's been raining ever since you moved away ♪
♪ But I watch out the window ♪
- ♪ I listen... ♪ - Have the froth.
Go on.
To business and debt, brother.
Sometimes I wish I'd let you drown.
Left me with the mermaids?
Well, I'm drowning in bitterness anyway.
I'm sorry.
♪ Sign is on the door ♪
I'm free.
I'm free.
I am free, I'm free.
♪ ...closing down ♪
♪ When spring comes back toward me ♪
What choice did I have, Blythe?
You know why I drank, Reith?
It were the only way to keep warm in your shadow.
- Whisky. - You still killed a man.
She's got a lovely singing voice, your Angie.
Let's have another song.
- Go on, Ange! - Hey!
You know I'm going to take my share. I'm owed it.
Hey.
I'm, uh, I'm going to, I'm going to stay a while.
Give us that 20 I gave you, Polly.
Yes.
Oh! Come on, Angie.
Hey, move!
I was there first.
Dad.
They're old enough to put themselves to bed.
Doesn't mean that they have to!
Even on my birthday I'm still doing it all.
You know, thanks. No!
What is it you want?
- Eh, eh, eh, shush, shush, shush. - No!
Oh, you going to give me angina,
and indigestion, and...
athlete's foot.
Here, here, look. Look.
It's a family heirloom.
Yours, for making it through.
Nice wrapping paper.
Thoughtful.
Sit down, I'll put it on. Come on, sit down.
It's a bit fiddly.
I'm sorry, love.
We can't all chose our lot in life...
or what locks us into it.
- We are all wrestlers, love. - Are you going to start rambling, Dad?
Caught in the headlock of life, eyes bulging, blood pumping...
- You're rambling, Dad. - All right. All right.
What's this?
- You never read. - Sometimes I do.
It's for escape.
Don't tell Blythe about the locket.
Should we be worried?
It's complicated.
Breakfast!
Hey!
- Tea, Dad? - Move, move!
- Get off! - Get off!
- Come on! Please. - Move. No.
Daddy, will you play with me?
That's the cafe bell,
I'll get a pen to write what you order.
- You pulled Dad's blanket off, you dumb. - I didn't mean to!
- Come over. Ben. - What?
- Angie! - What?
Come look.
What's wrong?
- Dad. - He's cold.
Dad!
Don't.
- Dad. Dad, wake up! - Dad.
Wake up.
- Dad. Dad! - Dad.
- Dad! - Dad, come on, wake up.
Dad, wake up!
Come on.
Wake up.
Angie?
Dad, come on! Wake up!
Daddy, wake up. Please, Daddy.
Dad, come on, wake up.
Daddy, wake up.
Wake up.
I love you.
Come here.
Reith, let me in. It's time.
He's not here.
I want to speak to your dad.
I just told you, he's not here.
I'll come back later then.
Shall we call a doctor?
Here we go again.
A doctor's not going to tell us anything we don't know already.
He's really cold now.
The warm bit of him has gone up to heaven.
Can we have chips for tea?
Will you do me plaits?
- My hands are greasy from the chips. - Doesn't matter.
- Why are you so selfish? - I'm not.
- She's just a kid. - So am I!
Oh, no.
Belle.
- Trevor. - No Dad?
- He's napping. - Working hard, playing hard.
He knows how to live, doesn't he?
- Do you know what I mean? - He's all right.
I look after things.
I'm surprised he can sleep with Blythe back in town.
Has he said owt?
Trevor, you nana!
What's the problem with Uncle Blythe?
Your dad had debts.
Understandably, after what happened.
When Blythe went to prison he sort of helped himself,
do you know what I mean?
No, we don't.
Come on, Polly!
Did you tell Belle that Dad was deaded?
Have a wash, Trevor!
No, she's such a nosy old cowbag she probably knows already.
- Really? - No.
Doesn't stop her being a nosy old cowbag though.
- Moo. - Moo.
Moo!
Moo!
He looks quite peaceful.
It's over.
Is it?
Ah. There it is.
All of life's rich tapestry.
What are you talking about?
Needlework.
Get yourself a belt.
Let's search the place.
It's a locket, isn't it?
Ben, Polly.
- Angie. - Uncle Blythe.
Been for a stroll?
Your dad looks a bit off color.
Angie?
I'm sorry.
Your dad had something of mine and me and Tuff were looking for it.
What's happened?
Come on, let's see if you've got your dad's strength, eh?
All right.
What do you think, Ben?
If you had a brother, would you stand by him?
Get inside, Ben.
It's all right, she frightens me too.
Your dad had the trawler.
Everything else... it's mine.
I'm the next of kin, so you better...
You know all about social services and care homes, don't you, Angie?
You've got until tomorrow.
Twenty-four hours to pack up your stuff.
After that I'll phone the police and save you the trouble.
Ever since your dad put me inside...
I wanted a release from all this...
this rage.
Best keep a fan near your dad's body, you know,
what with all the flies these donkeys attract.
You can wash up while you're there.
How much?
It's for emergencies only.
Can we do Dad's nails?
Yeah, I'm sure he won't mind.
- What color? - Pink.
I'm sure that's Dad's favorite color.
We need to do something.
- We need to do something. We can't stay here all day. - Why?
You heard Blythe, he's going to be back soon.
- Maybe he'll forget. - He's not going to forget!
Well, he could get drunk and forget.
What shall I do?
We can't leave Dad.
Pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Let's do it.
Are you sure?
He'll be happy.
He loved the sea.
And it's us doing it for him, that's important.
- Shall we pray? - Pray he sinks.
One, two...
- three. - My coat's caught!
Ben!
Ben! Ben!
Ben!
He, he, he... he sinks.
I didn't even know he could write.
- What a jerk. - Language.
Where are the donkeys?
- Jerk! - Language!
- Ben, are you going to go in? - No.
I will.
Careful.
Come on.
- Oh. - Do you need help?
I've got you.
All right.
We've got to be quick, remember, no lights.
Go get some warm clothes.
- What about a torch? - Yeah, that's fine.
- Trekking ones, come on! - I can't put it in.
- Don't matter. - Let's go.
- I've got a blanket as well. - Oh, great.
You better have a plan.
You always have a plan, don't you, Angie?
Is that Blythe's bag?
Yeah.
Come on, let's go!
We can take one. I'll get one.
- Billy Bob. - Tea bag.
Tea bag is so small, we can't leave him on his own.
And he's the funniest.
Who loves the donkeys the most?
Right, you two fill up two bags with hay,
I'll meet you at Pollocks gate. Stick together.
Will you be all right on your own?
- Get Angie's bag. - You get it.
...add ten, take away four.
21, 22.
No! 21s.
You can not, you cannot win. You cannot win.
Thank you, I will have that.
That's your penalty...
Hercules.
I'm out. I'm out, I'm out.
Jack.
Billy Bob.
Hold on to the sides.
Mind your head.
Hold the sides.
Ere, which one of these donkeys is your new wife, Tuff?
Ex-wife!
Hey, Blythe!
I think someone's making off
with a couple of your donkeys!
This is a piece of cake.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Hey, let's split up.
We'll pincer her in.
You having fun yet?
I can smell you.
I can smell that fetid caravan.
Can you hear me, Angie?
Hey.
Cross your toes and wish me luck.
Down by the harbor.
Come on!
Flip flops.
I'm tired.
Really? Pull the other one.
- How long's she been? - A fortnight!
Ten more minutes and we're going back.
Look!
- Hello. - It's Angie!
Hello.
I love you. I love you as well, Sonic.
Come on.
- Tea bag. - Hello.
Yeah, don't mind me.
You could of got Billy Bob.
Sorry.
What are we doing anyway? Where are we going?
Let's head in land.
I missed you, Angie.
Donkey's must have missed you too. Come on.
Come on.
This is what you call glamping.
People pay good money for this.
Do you think Uncle Blythe will find us?
Stop calling him uncle.
I don't want to be reminded that we're related.
Answer Polly's question.
If we don't know where we're going, how will he?
I'm hungry.
Ben will give you one of his bogeys.
- Ben, can my worm have some of your bogeys? - No.
It might be the only thing I get to eat all day.
We need to get as far away from here as possible.
Gently, good boy, Teabag.
It's a big one.
Angie?
Does a heart attack hurt?
There's a sign.
- Ugglebarnby. - That sounds like a nice place.
It could be full of little uggles.
What?
If we walk away from the sun in the morning we'll be going West.
And if in the afternoon we keep it to our left, we'll be going West.
If we keep going West we'll get to...
The other side of the country?
Away from Whitby.
How far is that, the country?
Look, we don't need to make any hasty decisions.
We haven't made any of them, have we?
Well, why don't we go and see the little uggles then?
Because they don't exist.
We need to sort out the bags so that the donkeys can carry them.
- One potato. - Two potato.
- Three potato. - Four.
- Five potato. - Six potato.
- Seven potato. - More.
Come on, Polly.
Bye, Daddy.
My feet are wet.
You're in school sandals, stupid.
They're still wet but they're hot as well now.
Come on, come on.
It's the restored railway.
The one to Pickering, the tourist one.
- What, can we follow it? - No, we'll catch it!
We'll be miles away.
Come on. Come on, Teabag.
Do they let donkeys on trains?
Come on. Come on.
Three minutes until it comes. Let's not mess this up.
Okay, he's gone.
Careful.
This could be fun.
Ben, you're going to have to go and distract him.
- I always do it! You do it. - I can't do it.
- Why? You can do it! You're fine with it. - Come on!
- Talk about boring tractors. Now get going. - Shut up.
When were steam trains invented? How heavy are they?
Do you think a tractor would win a naught to sixty race?
- Steady lad, steady. - Can I wave your flag?
I haven't got a flag.
Where do you get your coal from?
Look, we don't use coal, we use coke, anthracite to be precise.
You look like an important person.
- Can I get your autograph? - Autograph?
- Why, I suppose. - I haven't got any paper.
You must have some in your office?
Uh, I might have some paper, yeah.
I've got these trains to sort out, I'll get some paper in a minute.
Oh, well, I'll just wait over there then.
- Thank you, sir. - Yeah, thank you.
- Where shall we sit? - Donkey's don't sit, stupid.
- Tickets. - We need to get as far back as possible.
Tickets.
Tickets.
- We need to hide. - Hurry then.
Tickets.
Tickets.
Tickets.
Tickets.
Tickets!
- Tickets! - It's engaged.
Tickets!
I can't. I'm doing stuff.
It might take a while.
Are you all right in there?
Whatever...
You are kidding me.
Tickets!
Is anyone in there?
What's going on in there?
- I'm sat on my ass. - Look, don't mess with me.
Are there two of you in there?
Because that would be two tickets then.
No... No.
There are two of you in there!
Look for my mummy.
What's she look like?
She looks...
She looks...
Teabag.
You did a bad thing.
You're funny though.
Daddy would have stopped your treats for a whole week.
I love you.
Are we going to be all right?
Come on, let's get moving.
What, in this rain? I'm hungry!
We'll have sandwiches when we get out of sight.
You always say we can only have things later.
- We're going to Mom's. - You what?
She lives in Leyburn...
- west somewhere over the moors. - And that's the plan?
It's cold.
Ketchup, Belle.
Lost a couple of donkeys kidder?
That's not the only thing that's gone missing, is it?
That's where the real money is, swinging from her neck.
A bit naughty that.
I wonder where they've run off to?
Families, eh?
Ain't no rhyme, ain't no reason.
You know what I mean, Blythe.
Bloody families.
Angie, you stupid girl.
Mags, it's Blythe.
Long time no see.
Give us a call back.
Something's cropped up with your kids.
Is it so you can off-load us...
on someone we don't even know?
- So you're free. - I'm just clearing up your dad's mess.
We need a map.
Listen to them.
I know.
Will you show us the way, Daddy?
The way is to stick together, Pol, like I've always said.
Are you sure? Do we have to?
Give us a squeeze, my little dancing brave.
♪ Have a little book that was given to me ♪
♪ And every page ♪
♪ Spells liberty ♪
♪ All my trials, lord ♪
♪ Will soon be over ♪
Hey, hey!
Hey!
We need some directions.
Aye?
To the next village, next village
- to the West. - One with a shop.
Rosedale Abbey.
Fourteen miles.
Will we get there in time for breakfast?
Tomorrow's maybe.
I like your tractor. It's a Ford County.
You ever lifted a full 14 tons with it?
Maybe.
- What are they doing? - Having fun.
What a stupid thing to do.
- What, have fun? - Yeah, it's stupid.
Ben, when were the last time you had fun?
About three years ago. The last time you weren't with me.
Shut up.
You're the one who asked.
Sonic, you're starting to smell better than me.
Do you want to look after them instead? Hmm?
Angie, I need a poo.
Well, find a tree and you can use the leaves to wipe.
This hawthorn will be good. It's got really big leaves.
You git.
Nowt your knickers.
- Blythe. - It's Ben.
We're on the moors. And Angie, she's gone crazy.
We're near a small hedge, right by a lamp post...
Trust me.
Trust me. Mom will sort everything.
What? Like when she left us, with you?
Sorry.
Oi!
We're quits now.
You're all wet.
We've come from Whitby to Rosedale Abbey. That's where we are now.
And then we keep going through...
and then we need to get to Leyburn, there.
We can't do that. If we are we better not tell Polly.
Oh, tell her what?
What are you doing creeping up on people?
It's all right, love. Are you lost?
Do you know how to map reading?
- We're not stupid! - It's all right.
It's no trouble.
- Uh, are those your donkeys? Right. - Yeah.
And are they going to Leyburn with you?
How long have you been stood listening to us?
You know what? You're pretty brave.
We tried to get our donkeys on the trains.
Oh, like, uh...
like when, when Noah took them on the ark?
We tried to hide them in the toilets. It were pretty funny.
Well, I'm going to help you.
How?
Yeah. I've got a horse box.
I can go and get it with my four by four.
If you pay for petrol, and a little bit more...
My name's John by the way.
We don't need any help. We're not desperate.
Oh, you feeling that?
Not many people go up on those moors.
Most tourists only go to two yards from their car.
In fact, it must have been hard on your little sister, she's only young.
Don't you have work?
Have your donkeys been in a box before?
- When they were babies. - Oh, good.
Hopefully they'll remember.
Have you heard of the, uh, the Poitou breed?
Yeah, they're cool looking.
Big shaggy coats.
While Angie isn't here shall we share the last biscuit?
Do you think that man, John saw this?
No.
So, why the donkeys?
We couldn't leave them.
They remind us of home.
Don't you just love it... nostalgia?
There's no future in nostalgia, only the past.
If you say so.
I've just got a quick errand, yeah?
I'm just going to nip in and get a couple of letters.
You can stay here, don't worry.
No one's in.
Come on. I'm going to go around the back to get some fresh air.
You might as well come.
I think it's a goat farm.
It's been tough on Polly.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm...
Lost, stuck, wanting a dance?
Well, you've got someone to help you now.
I'm just going to nip in, see my friend, see if he's in the barn.
You go and have a wander.
I think the goats are around the back.
Hey!
Hey, John!
John!
It's a sign.
It's a sign.
It's a sign!
It's a sign, it's a sign, it's a sign, it's a sign!
It's a sign, it's a sign, it's a sign!
- Shut up! Shut up! - It's a sign!
Why are we doing this? Do you know?
- Why can't we go home? - Go home then.
- Go on! Go home! - No, I didn't mean it in that way.
- Go on, I'm sick of looking after you! - Angie!
You're rubbish at it anyway!
- No, she's not! - I am!
No, you're not! Angie!
Well, you lost the money.
Why are you taking it out on us? It's not fair!
- Ben! - You're just like your dad.
He was a stupid, lazy drunk.
Angie, don't say that.
I hate him and I'm glad he's dead!
Angie, don't say that!
It's not Dad's fault he's deaded, is it?
Go on! Go back to Blythe and Social Services.
I don't care!
You turned me into a thief!
Angie!
Angie!
Angie!
It wasn't us, me and Polly, or Dad
who made you do all that stuff, look after us.
- It was Mom, when she left. - What are you talking about?
You don't know what Mom was like, you just know
- other people's gossip. - Exactly.
- Well, it's irrational. - You think this is rational? You're rational?
- I didn't want us getting split up. - And obviously we're all one big
- happy family? - Stop arguing! You're always arguing.
I can't stand it anymore. On and on, I'm just sick of you both.
My ears are always bleeding, I hate it!
At least we don't have to go to school.
And you get to sleep with Teabag.
Dad would never, ever let you have a donkey in your bed.
I just want everything to be back to normal.
♪ Were you ever in Quebec ♪
♪ Stowing timber on the deck ♪
♪ Where there's a king with a golden crown ♪
♪ Riding on a donkey ♪
♪ Hey, ho, away we go ♪
♪ Donkey riding, donkey riding ♪
♪ Hey, ho, away we go ♪
♪ Riding on a donkey ♪
♪ Were you ever in Cape Horn ♪
♪ Where it's always fine and warm ♪
♪ And seen the lion and the unicorn ♪
♪ Riding on a donkey ♪
♪ Hey, ho, away we go ♪
♪ Donkey riding, donkey riding ♪
♪ Hey, ho, away we go riding on a donkey ♪
I know, so we've already missed three days of school.
I've got a doctor's note but I'm too ill to bring it in.
You know how useless Dad is.
Yeah, yeah, we should be, should be back in by Monday.
Are you all right?
Why didn't Dad tell us about him and Blythe?
I don't know everything.
He said it was something to do with when he lost the fishing boat.
He blamed the government, said they were too far away to care.
Others said it was a lie.
That Blythe sank it when he was drunk, killing someone.
Hunger cramps.
Can you see that horse?
Do you think Uncle Blythe can ride a horse?
We have to hide.
How can Blythe know where we are?
Maybe somebody told him on the phone.
Shuss.
Shss, Teabag, you'll give us away.
I'm scared.
I'm going to look.
Do you want me to go and get your other donkey then while you carry on playing in the ferns?
Come on, boy, Come on.
Yeah, thanks.
We wouldn't want you to spoil our fun.
Why aren't you in school?
Because I'm 17...
and it's a Saturday.
Have we been walking for four days?
- Really? - Five.
Five days? I bet your pants smell.
You haven't been walking, Polly.
Anyway, everyone's looking for you guys.
- I've seen the policeman on the TV. - It can't be us.
No. I might be wrong.
Maybe I'm mixing it up with the three children
and two donkeys I saw earlier.
- You're quite funny. - No, he just thinks he is.
Well, are you hungry? Because if you are, I mean,
I'm cooking some food there, around the corner by the castle.
Too busy avoiding the police.
Five more minutes.
- No! - No!
Don't you have to go home?
My Dad milks the cows around about now...
he won't be in.
And you're too lazy to help?
Well, there's no point.
We don't get any money for the milk.
I mean, I could get something from the farm, it's not far.
I don't think that's a good idea.
- You're suspicious? - I'm paranoid.
This is nice. We don't do nice stuff anymore.
This one's for you, Polly.
Did you know that wasps sleep hanging from their teeth?
- We're going to our Mommy's. - Polly!
She lives in a big house, daffodils in the garden.
She has five terriers who like eating twead slippers,
and I'm going to sleep in the attic and I'm going to let
- swallows in through... - Polly, that's enough.
It's not the truth, Toby.
Why are you being so kind to us?
Why?
Because fugitives are cool.
♪ I want to go places that I've never been ♪
♪ Rome, California Paris, Berlin ♪
I've got some potatoes for you, some eggs as well.
Oh, a broken one, for the badgers.
- Thank you. - And, Ben...
- you know what to do now. Two snares. - Thanks.
Oh, my dad.
He's a bit angry that I didn't help with the milking last night.
Of course.
I saw the news. The police, they still don't know where you are.
And neither do I.
Thank you!
♪ Don't go out too fast ♪
♪ Because I feel it all and... ♪
Come on.
Well, that's the end of the moors.
♪ I want to stay out all night say hello to the dawn ♪
♪ Creep back to bed they'll never know I was gone ♪
♪ Write songs through the day be alone with my thoughts ♪
I'm scared. I can hear noises.
It's nothing, it's just normal stuff.
It's because you're near towns and people.
I've been scared every night.
But you've made it this far, haven't you, Polly?
Teabag.
My warm, Daddy. Will you do me some rambling?
Did I ever tell you about our old trawler,
the Angelina, when we got hit by a storm.
Huge 30-foot waves, enough to throw your trembling
guts up in to your trembling mouth.
We were just in sight of the harbor...
suddenly this massive wave came.
Boom!
The boat was on her side.
Crab pots went into the water...
and so did the crew...
including myself and your Uncle Blythe...
gone into the sea...
He never forgave me for saving him, your uncle.
The debt.
Look after Angie for me, will you?
Sometimes the eldest, they get forgotten.
They get too used to not having love.
♪ Must've had a big heart to embrace us all ♪
♪ Sat on his lap, playing piano on the kitchen table ♪
♪ He said, "Give what you can ♪
♪ And take what you need ♪
♪ Don't lose your faith in humanity" ♪
Leyburn.
Getting there.
Meet me by the bell tower.
Bell tower?
Angie?
I want to sell it. It's gold.
Gold plated at least.
Well, it'll make a difference. It always does.
Where did you get it?
It's an old birthday present.
How much do you want for it?
How much is it worth?
I don't really bother with dress pieces.
- There's not the demand for it. - I can take it down the road.
Get at least... ten.
It's in great condition though and I love it
so I was thinking more like 15 pounds?
Yours?
I guess so. I never thought to open it.
It's a secret compartment.
Well, look, I know 15 pounds is a good deal but...
to be fair I'd like to offer you the market value of ten...
Ten thousand.
If it was authenticated.
- Ten thousand? - Roughly.
It's a sister piece to a famous locket from Middleham castle.
If someone gave you that for your birthday...
you're very lucky.
I'll clean it for you if you want, free of charge.
No, the...
The dirty prints on it will be my Dad's.
He never did wash his hands much.
Thank you.
Did you sell the locket?
Why?
Because... Dad didn't.
Is it worth a lot?
Are we rich?
If we sell it.
If we don't give it to Blythe.
Shall we ring her?
Who? My mommy?
We must have enough money for that.
Let's carry on walking.
Finish what we started. It'll feel good.
Donkeys.
Donkeys!
Where did you get those from, missus?
No, you can't ride them, they're too tired.
- I've got some juicy leaves here. - Please.
That's where your mom lives.
You can see swallows in the attic.
That's her house, but that over there is her home.
Yeah, that's her home.
What you lot gawping at?
Have you never seen a popstar before?
- Nice one. - Nice.
- This is Sonic. - Right.
Go on, shoo.
Yeah, sit down, sit down.
Ben will come round.
When he's hungry.
Uh...
Um...
Drink?
I've got some
blackcurrant juice somewhere.
Ah, well, I don't suppose you drink beer?
- No. - No, no, I guess not.
Right, where's that juice?
Thanks.
Thanks.
So, how long are you staying?
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be getting rid of you.
How are you doing?
- Okay. - How's school?
How's your dad?
- Same donkey empire? - Dad's...
doesn't matter.
Can I have something to eat?
Oh, yes, sorry.
- It's Polly, isn't it? Right. - Yeah.
Beans on toast for everyone.
Ben, Polly, Angie.
The pleasure's all mine, I'm sure.
You can call me Maggie.
I don't normally have guests... or food.
All the nutrients this old woman needs.
I need to look after myself.
Uh, um...
Need a...
I wonder if those donkeys are eating my flowers?
- I know your dad's dead. - So why did you ask how he was earlier?
I've got to go out,
- over the road to sing. - But we've only just got here.
No, you've been here at least an hour.
Polly, you need to let her do her things.
This has been a surprise visit and your mom's got her own life.
Yes, you can stay, you've got to stay.
You look like you need a bath.
In fact you can't have one because I haven't got any hot water.
- You've got nice hair. - What?
You've got nice hair.
Thanks for having us.
I don't want to call you Maggie, because you're mommy to me.
I want to call you mommy.
You can...
come to the pub if you need to,
for the show, once you smell better.
I told you she'd be strange.
It's probably shock.
She hasn't seen us for... seven, eight years.
- She hasn't even seen you. - She has now.
She walked out of hospital the day you were born.
Yeah, it was Angie who wiped your bum
and changed your nappy. Urgh.
- Why? - She's not a bad person.
She loves you...
for sure.
Is this our life now?
- Do you feel any better? - Yeah.
Maybe we should give the donkeys a wipe?
They're pretty grubby too.
Thank you. Thank you.
We're going to go for something a little more mellow now.
Another Porch Lizard classic "I Couldn't Feel Better."
You didn't expect that now, did you?
Eh up, love, where have you been?
Have you got any money?
Oh! It's so itchy, that wig.
Oh, God, blimey.
Do you think Polly's cute?
Cute as a picture cute.
Couldn't be better.
I tried to look after her, the best I could.
Three square meals a day. Thanks.
She's doing really well at school.
Ben is too...
but he can never be bothered to do his homework.
Hmm.
I have to nag him all the time.
Sorry, I shouldn't have drunk so much on this medication.
I think I'm going to go to bed.
It's been a long day.
Give it to me, it's mine.
Your dad should have given it to me.
This is going to hurt, sweetheart.
As much as this!
Angie, Angie. Angie!
What was I thinking!
Wanting you.
Polly, Ben. Come on. Get out, get out!
Get out!
Get out! Get off her! Get out!
Go! Get out!
- You. - Angie!
Get out! Go get the donkeys.
I'll get something to wedge the door.
- Let me out. Let me out. - No!
No! Let me out! Don't go, please, don't go.
- No. You're not coming near them! - Wait.
Wait. I'm sorry!
Well done, Sonic.
They're going...
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, I've told...
I've told your Uncle Blythe.
I've been a mom for eight years.
And I wanted a mom.
Maybe that's why... I wanted her to take you.
Because it's tiring.
Will you forgive me?
What shall we do?
Which way did they go, Mags?
You won't catch them.
You haven't yet.
And those donkeys have got more brains than your big toe.
Come on, I'll make you a cup of tea.
They were bigger than I expected.
Stronger too.
Time moves fast.
She won't give it up easy.
It's not the money.
I'm the youngest.
It's almost like you didn't deserve it.
And Reith was so perfect, eh, Mags?
Unfortunately you'll be the same with or without it.
And that's why I'll sell it.
That's Polly's coat.
She'll be getting cold.
- Wait. - I'll make a little hole.
- You get that one. - Don't do that, it'll taste like sticks.
Well, we haven't got any spoons.
We made that fire.
Yeah.
We did.
Are you warm enough?
Yeah.
I'll go and get some more wood.
I love you.
I love you.
Stop being sad.
- Chocolate for breakfast. - Where's that from?
Mom's.
- You little thief. - I got it for all of us.
Have it if you want.
I stole it for a disguise.
Hi, I'm Maggie.
Two hits.
I hit you.
You deserve this.
- Do I? - Yeah. Great.
I'll always look after you, Polly.
Until you're a bit older and you want us to be sisters.
A few frown creases.
Can you find that wig for me?
I need to see some old newspapers.
Yorkshire ones, from about eight years ago.
Ah, yes. Yes, they'll be over there on the microfiche.
You'll find it, straight down there.
There you go.
- Boo! - Thanks.
It's not a great disguise, is it, this wig?
She talks to herself. We all think she's crazy.
She was my mom until I was orphaned.
What's it like in her house? Do you have pet slugs?
All over the plates.
Is she a bad person?
You know bubble gum, she gives us sweets
so we don't stick it in the keyhole.
She must be all right then.
Give me a break. Don't, don't stab my foot.
Just pop the blister.
- It'll hurt. - Oh, well.
- Pop. - It's not popped, you've just poked it.
- There are midges on your foot. - I know there are midges
on my foot. I figured that out.
I've got a plan. Let's trap him.
Let's trap Blythe. Have you still got Blythe's number?
He was in our shack. I got him on our home number.
Okay.
Look at his foot.
- That is disgusting. - Really?
We're going to have to chop your foot off now.
- No! No, you're going to... - Go on, Polly, get his foot...
- Did you find everything you wanted? - Yeah.
There's not much is there, love.
- That's the right money. - Thank you.
Are you that girl?
The one that's been on the news?
Wait! Angie! Sweetheart.
God! Happy families.
- Am I doing this on my own? - Come on.
- Angie. - Come on, Angie.
It's only you're Uncle Blythe.
- Angie. - We've been worried about you.
I can only imagine the torment.
We have. I have. We have.
Where are you, love?
Hey, I almost forgot.
Drum roll please.
Angie?
We read reports and kept missing you.
How are the two little uns?
They're on holiday in the Caribbean!
What?
Now that is a big fork. Okay?
Planning on having a big dinner.
Come on. Shss. It's okay. It's okay.
I'm not going to hurt you.
We can work it out.
Come on... what would your dad say?
- Don't hurt her. - Mags, get off!
Do you know how I found you, eh?
Money. All you've got to do is offer a little reward
and you've got the eyes of Yorkshire.
We saw your poster.
Your spelling's really coming on.
- Don't hurt her. - Maggie, leave it!
In. In.
You know...
as family I should care about you, but...
Let's call this you buying your freedom.
Cheap at half the price.
Don't think you're getting any, Maggie.
You know what, I don't need it.
I know why Dad sent you to prison and you deserved it.
Oh, you've travelled some. Ain't you, Angie, huh?
Just because you're screwed up doesn't make you special.
- We're all screwed up. - Did you kill him?
Finally a compliment.
But sorry no. No, I didn't.
He were weak.
He gambled on that trawler and come up smelling of donkeys.
And he took my locket.
No, he didn't. He'd never do that.
- No. He betrayed me! - He told the truth.
- He betrayed me. - No. Your dad was a good man,
and I never stood by him, none of us did.
And that's why your gran-dad gave him the locket,
not you because he'd lost respect for you, hadn't he?
Out. He never had any. Get out!
And you, get out.
I need the coat!
Go, leave me.
- Oh, my God, what's that? - A tractor.
JCB fast track.
Take that, Mr.
Sucks to be you.
See you again in prison, Uncle Blythe.
- You know, you've turned out all right, love. - I know.
I'm sorry about the house, about what I did.
I couldn't help it, really.
Well, I've got Polly's coat.
- She borrowed it. - Like the tractor.
You know I've got problems.
I can't look after you.
It would be too much.
It's all right.
It's been good to see what we've been missing.
And you've got enough kids to look after all ready.
Did your dad still sing?
Not country.
You know...
there's a girl on our estate,
she's legal guardian to her sister.
We could find out about that.
We'll think about it tomorrow.
We've got the donkeys to get.
I like your hair too.
You know, I always complained about brushing my teeth...
but I'd quite like to do it now.
Too right.
Hmm.
Can we sing Daddy's song?
No, please don't.
- You don't still hate him? - No.
It's just painful.
I miss him.
This has made me realize how much he's given us.
Weird ears?
Each other.
- You know I think we're going to be all right. - Yeah.
I know we are.
You know, I'm kind of glad you brought Sonic.
I forgot how much I liked him.
We should think about putting them out to pasture.
Aspire to other things.
Didn't you want to be a vet once, Pol?
I want to work in a zoo now.
I still think we should bury Dad at sea, when it's all sorted.
I want to come this time.
Maybe we could keep rowing.
- Go all the way to France. - Why France?
Because France makes the best ice cream.
No, Italy makes the best ice cream.
Isn't Italy in France?
I don't know.
♪ All the time people follow us where we go ♪
♪ We both should believe the path that we chose ♪
♪ And I'll hold you with such delicacy ♪
♪ No, they won't catch you and me ♪
♪ It's all over all of the time ♪
♪ And if you want to I won't mind ♪
♪ Please don't leave it I don't know what to do ♪
♪ No, they won't catch me and you ♪
♪ There are too many flashes and guards around me ♪
♪ There is so little time and places to see ♪
♪ And we can wait so patiently ♪
♪ No, they won't catch you and me ♪
♪ It's all over all of the time ♪
♪ And if you want to I won't mind ♪
♪ Please don't leave it I don't know what to do ♪
♪ No, they won't catch me and ♪
♪ All of these people want us to fail ♪
♪ I won't let that happen, no ♪
♪ Just you believe me I'll hide you discreetly ♪
♪ Discreetly from this cold world ♪
♪ It's all over all of the time ♪
♪ And if you want to I won't mind ♪
♪ Please don't leave it I don't know what to do ♪
♪ No, they won't catch me and you ♪
♪ No, they won't catch me and you ♪
♪ No, they won't catch me and you ♪
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