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THE STREET SER 01 EP 06 "SEAN AND YVONNE" 31/05/10 ABC2 Debbie

THEME MUSIC

"I am your fairy godmother,

and with the help of this magic wand,

I will take you away from this life of toil and pain.

Cinderella, you WILL go to the ball."

WOMAN: I was her big sister.

I did everything first - nightclubs, boys,

leaving home, getting away from it all.

But then she had a kid.

That was something SHE did first.

'But it had to be with that bastard.

She grabs a man, ANY man, the first man that comes along

just to prove a point to me.'

Birthday present, was it?

'So I think I'm to blame.'

I'm to blame for that bastard.

This is why I got out, nights like this.

We have nights like this in London.

Not like this one. You'll see.

You've got to be a good girl for your grandma.

What are you doing? Be back about 11, Mam.

Have a nice time. Hey.

Can't you hide it more than that? Yeah.

I could wear a mask.

'70s MUSIC PLAYS DISTANTLY

HUBBUB

(ALL SING) £ Happy birthday to you

£ Happy birthday to you

£ Happy birthday, dear Yvonne

£ Happy birthday to you. £

(ALL CHEER)

So, did Mum manage to keep it a secret?

No.

Where are you staying?

Kerry, where are you staying?

We've got a place by the canal.

You back for good, then?

You know where I am tomorrow, eh?

Crown Court. I'm looking at four years.

Anybody else would have done a bunk,

but I came back to face it for her and the kids.

Now, I'm telling this to put you straight.

If you want to step outside, I'll explain it in a bit more detail...

He is not going outside. I don't like the looks I'm getting!

There's one or two things you need to know.

There's one or two things you both need to know about her sister.

I come back, right, for her and the kids,

to find that she's been shagging -

It's her birthday, you stupid git! ..some black bastard behind my back!

In those circumstances, mate, I showed restraint!

I showed bleeding restraint!

Anybody else would have chopped her head off!

I just gave her a smack, right?

Right?! Right.

Right.

(VOMITS EXCESSIVELY)

DOGS BARK

(COUGHS)

SOMBRE MUSIC

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS REPEATEDLY)

Bastard!

TV PLAYS SOFTLY

DOOR CLOSES

They been all right?

Good as gold.

(DIALS PHONE)

Where's gobshite? He's in the gutter.

He'll feel at home there.

Taxi, please.

(GROANS)

Gobshite!

Piss off, witch.

MRS Witch to you, gobshite.

ENGINE STARTS

SOMBRE MUSIC

(SNORES)

DOOR OPENS

You left me in the gutter.

Stupid cow.

Brand-new suit, ruined!

Stupid cow!

Anybody could have robbed me, you stupid cow!

(GROANS AND CRIES)

DISTURBING MUSIC

No! Piss off!

No! (CRIES OUT) Eh?

Get off me! Get off! Get down!

Get off me!

(SCREAMS AND CRIES)

Do you want this?

Could Leanne take her to school?

Yeah. Yvonne... I know.

(You go inside and play with Leanne. See you later.)

He's going to prison today. He's had it hanging over him.

That's why he's been...

Everything's gonna be fine.

TV PLAYS

How long did he say?

Um, he said it depends.

If the judge is in a good mood, two years.

If he's pissed off, four.

Well, here's hoping.

Yeah.

It's the best I can do.

Do you want me to come with you? Looking like that?

Yeah.

Silly me. Sorry, what?

I said, silly me.

Right.

Right. OK, then.

See you later, my gorgeous bubbas.

Give us a kiss. Come on, give us a kiss.

Mwah. Eh?

Daddy see you soon, OK? Daddy see you soon.

Be good, OK?

Right.

Right, well, if I'm not back by 12, I'll see you in 2010.

CHILD CRIES

Right.

Oh, um, Arthur said that he'd look after 'em.

What? Pigeons.

Right.

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

DOOR CLOSES

Has Daddy-o gone?

Has Daddy-o gone, eh?

(WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)

£ Farmer wants a wife

£ The farmer wants a wife

£ Hey-a, hey-a, dee-a

£ The farmer wants a wife

£ I think we'll go to the park

£ I think we'll go to the park

£ Hey-a, hey-a, dee-a... £

(SONG FADES)

(CHILDREN SQUEAL AND GIGGLE)

DOOR OPENS

Eh up.

Where are you?

Are you in bed?

Suspended! I got a suspended!

Go to your room, darling. Go on.

Yvonne!

Oh, Leah, Leah, look. Leah, look!

Your dad's back!

Eh?

LOUD CLATTERING

I'll get that later.

Suspended.

The old bastard suspended it! You went straight to the pub.

Awww! You're pissed, Sean.

Look at the state of you! It's great to see you, and all!

Get out! I don't want you here!

Sean, I don't want you here!

(SHOUTING FADES)

Just wait there.

SNORING ECHOES

Downstairs.

To the shop with Mummy. Come on.

Gonna see your granny.

Hi, Nana. Hiya!

Look what I'm making for Leah, for the panto.

Do you like it? I'm finished with him, Mam.

He's in jail, isn't he?

He got a suspended.

I'm phoning our Kerry.

What for? Cos I think she should know.

She's your sister.

Hello, Kerry? The gobshite got a suspended.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hello.

TV PLAYS IN BACKGROUND

Hiya.

Hello.

Are you Leah? Yeah.

Do you know who I am? No.

I'm your godmother.

Last time I saw you, you were a baby getting christened.

Do you want a cup of tea, love? Yes, please.

Yvonne? Yeah, go on. I'll have another.

And you, you little bruiser - you're a big lad, aren't you?

(SIGHS)

It can't go on, you know.

I suppose. You've got to get rid of him.

He's all right sometimes.

Does he touch the kids?

No. It's just me.

You want to get real, Yvonne.

Women don't take that crap anymore! Oh, yeah.

You'd know, wouldn't you?

Why is he sitting in the house and you're stuck here?

I've left him. So what?!

Kerry, you don't understand. What is there to understand?!

Get him out of the house, get the police onto him!

I can't! He doesn't live there! What?

Get more money as a one-parent family.

Well, you will be when he's gone!

If Social find out, they'll drag me in and I'll have to give it all back!

They can't do that! Oh, grow up!

And don't you look at me like that! That's the way it's gotta be up here!

You must have forgotten, Kerry!

All them years down in London - you've gone soft!

It's called working for a living. Oh!

Do you want some biscuits with your tea?

How long are you planning on staying here? I don't know.

Days, weeks, months - what? I don't know!

Well, our mum needs to know! Do you want some biscuits?

She's got her own routine! She doesn't want kids running round!

You what?! I like having the kids!

Not 24 hours a day! My kids are gonna ruin everything, aren't they?

Well, your kids won't. Mum's got her own life.

You're too bloody selfish to have kids!

And it's not fair!

(BOTH ARGUE HEATEDLY)

My kids are good and my kids know how to behave themselves,

so why don't you just piss off back to London where you belong,

London and all your posh London friends?!

Go on, piss off back to them! What's going on, Nana?

Don't worry, sweetheart. It'll be OK.

OK.

I'll ring you tomorrow, Mum.

Bye-bye, sweetheart.

If you need me, that's my mobile.

(SNIFFLES)

"Mum". It's MAM.

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

Tell you what - give that to your mum, eh?

Bye, princess.

MUSIC BUILDS

SOMBRE MUSIC

KERRY: It's been over a week, Yvonne!

You don't know what kind of state he's in!

Look, wait till I get back. I'll go with you!

I've got to get him out now! Not on your own!

The kids need their home. Look, go to the police!

Promise me, Yvonne! You won't go back there...!

Right, OK. That's the bit of information you need.

So, just bear in mind that date, all right?

Yeah?

I'd like to make a complaint.

Go on.

It's about my fella.

(CHUCKLES) Always is, love.

Go and fuck yourself!

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

(PIGEON COOS)

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

DOOR CLOSES

If I'd known you were coming back, I'd have tidied up a bit.

I'm coming back to stay.

Good. On my own, with the kids.

No, no.

If you come back here, we live together.

I'm filing for a divorce, Sean.

Oh, you are, are you? Eh?

On what grounds? Sean...

Because we fight? Every couple fights!

It's not fighting, it's abuse!

What did you say?! Eh? Abuse?!

If I wanted to abuse you, you'd be dead!

That's what I'm scared of!

I'm not getting chased out of my own house.

There's nothing else I can do. The kids need their home!

Yeah, with their father!

Lots of couples split up. It doesn't mean to say that you won't see them!

When am I gonna get to see my kids, then, eh?! When you want.

Yeah?! What about my pigeons?! Who's gonna look after them?!

You can take them with you!

They're homing pigeons, you silly cow!

They live here!

I love you.

And you love me.

Right?

Let's start fresh, yeah?

Pick up the pieces.

I...I'll go and get the kids.

You get Leah from school. It's not gonna work, Sean.

We'll go out for summat to eat, or the pictures.

It's not gonna work, Sean!

I need a drink.

RING-PULL CLICKS

You drink too much.

(SIGHS) What's wrong with you? It's not me, it's you!

(MIMICS) "You drink too much! You drink too much!"

(RANTS INDISTINCTLY) I'm going nowhere!

I've been to the police station!

Eh?

You'd see me inside?

I've got a suspended...

..hanging over my head.

You'd see me inside for years?

Yvonne?

(WHIMPERS) Hey, no, no, no.

No. Shh. Come here. No, no, no, no. Shh, shh.

It's all right. It's all right.

I'm not...I'm not gonna...

Shh, shh.

(Come here.)

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

Do you know why I... why I kick off?

It's...

I just feel a little bit trapped.

That's all.

And I know what you're gonna say.

You're gonna say, "Well, piss off, then. Then you won't feel trapped."

But...I can't piss off, Yvonne, cos I love you.

(SOBS)

That's what this is all about.

I love you.

Oh, come here.

I'm never...I'm never gonna lay a finger on you again, I promise.

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

Ever, ever again. I promise, I promise.

I promise. I promise.

HUBBUB, DOGS BARK

When did you decide that? Hey, look - it's your mum.

It's your mummy and Leah. Give 'em a wave.

Wave to Mummy.

Back together again, eh?

Yeah? Don't be frightened, sweetheart.

It's gonna be fine.

SOMBRE MUSIC

PHONE BUZZES, FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Hello?

(It's your princess.)

KNOCK ON DOOR

What do you want? What do I want?

I want you to sod off, now!

Hey, this has got nothing to do with you, cockney girl.

Nothing to do with me?

What, you knock my sister all over the place

like the shithouse you are, and you expect me not to get involved?!

I've said sorry, right? Oh, and that makes it all better, does it?!

Yvonne just steps back into the house of hell all lovey-dovey

because you've said sorry?

Are you mad, eh? Are you totally stupid?

You know nothing about us! Why don't you just piss off?!

Did he say he wasn't gonna do it again?!

Hey! Piss off! Of course he'll do it to you again, Yvonne!

Keep your nose out of our business! You had better be careful!

Or what? What are you gonna do? Eh?

What are you gonna do? Are you gonna go and get big, bad Alex, eh?

Big, bad, old Alex to come and do me in? Is that what you're gonna do?

Go on, then! Tell him anytime.

What is wrong with you? Nothing wrong with me.

Well, why are you like this? Like what?

Nothing wrong with me.

(SIGHS) You know, you've definitely got a loser here, Yvonne.

Hey, cow, I'm not the loser! Course you are!

You're gonna lose everything - nice house, lovely wife, lovely kids.

Believe me, you're a bloody loser. Right! You shut up!

Sean, stop it! Get out!

Get out of my house! Get up!

Get out!

(ALL MUTTER)

SOMBRE MUSIC

Sorry. I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean it.

I'm not putting up with that.

You can't expect me to put up with that!

Yvonne.

HUBBUB

TENSE MUSIC

BOTTLE CLATTERS

I've changed the locks. What?

I've changed the locks!

What do you mean, you've changed the locks?! Let me in!

No. Yvonne, let me in!

No!

(GRUNTS IN DISGUST)

Who changed the locks, Yvonne, eh? Who changed the locks?

I bet it wasn't you, because you couldn't do it!

And I bet it wasn't that other cow, either, cos SHE couldn't do it,

so it must have been Alex!

Are you listening, Alex, you bastard?!

You're finished, mate!

Sticking your nose into my business?! You're finished!

Nose.

Nose. Keep it out, right? Keep it out.

You're crap in bed, Sean.

What?

That's why a man knocks his wife around, isn't it?

Cos he's crap in bed.

DANCE MUSIC THUDS, HUBBUB

SCATTERED APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

(MEN CHEER)

PHONE RINGS, CLOCK TICKS

Hello?

(SLURS) Have I ever been a bad father, eh?

Ask the kids that and they'll say, "No, he hasn't. He's been good."

And I have. I've been bloody good.

I'm putting the phone down, Sean.

That day at Alton Towers, that was all down to me, Yvonne.

And they still talk about it! I'm putting it down.

Don't put it down...! DISCONNECTED TONE

PHONE RINGS

Hello. I'm gonna kill myself.

Try explaining that one to the kids.

"Why did my dad kill himself, Mum?"

"Because I kicked him out and he missed you so much."

See how well that one goes down, Yvonne, like a bleeding...

DISCONNECTED TONE

PHONE RINGS

For Christ's sake, Sean.

I'm gonna ring again in half an hour,

cos I know why you're not keen on talking.

It's cos you've got that black bastard in there,

haven't you, you slag!

You're shagging him and my kids are sleeping in the same house!

You dirty slag!

There's no-one here.

Oh! Oh, you managed to speak there, did you, eh?!

Pulled your mouth away from his dick, did you, you dirty...!

You'll wake the kids, you drunken bastard!

You're a slag!

And so's that...that bleeding sister of yours!

You're both slags!

DISCONNECTED TONE

BABY CRIES, PHONE RINGS

Piss off! You're a slag. You're a slag!

You're a dirty, horrible, disgusting slag!

I'm staying in some crap bedsit.

I can't do anything about that, Sean.

Well...

Oh! Why don't you piss off and grease your broomstick, all right?

I'm staying here, gobshite.

Right. We're finished.

Right? But I wanna see my kids, a lot.

When?

Saturday, and during the week. Wednesday.

OK. OK.

I'll come and I'll pick 'em up... No.

What do you mean, no! You just said yes!

I'll bring them to you! Oh, yeah, yeah, I see, yeah.

You don't want me around in case somebody's here, eh?

Don't be stupid! There won't be anybody here!

I just don't want you coming here in case you kick off, that's all!

Right.

Bring 'em to number 20 Adlard Street, right?

It's back of the cemetery.

OK. And bring my clobber.

Right.

You can get back to your cauldron now.

SOMBRE MUSIC

You can look now. Look, Mummy.

(CHUCKLES) Oh!

You look brilliant! Doesn't she?

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

What about my pigeons? You'll have to come and get them.

Don't be stupid - if I bring 'em here now,

they're just gonna fly back there.

Have you fed 'em? I've tried, but they attack me.

Right, well, I'll feed 'em in the morning, then.

What morning? Every bleeding morning!

What time are you picking them up? Five.

Do you want me to come with you? No. I'll be all right.

You sure?

Just in case. I don't mind.

No.

Sean!

BUZZER SOUNDS Sean!

What's all the noise about? Where are my kids?

Our kids. Where are they?

They're in here, safe and sound. Mum!

Come on. (Hello.)

There we go. Come on. Come here!

Awww! (CRIES)

Hey, don't. It's all right! Come on.

Off you go, eh?

Oh, hell. You've been drinking. You stink of it.

I've had a couple of cans out of the fridge. What's the big deal?

Can't you even leave it alone when you've got the kids?

All right, then. See you later.

(CRIES) Come on.

Don't forget to bring your pyjamas on Saturday,

cos you're staying over, aren't you?

I thought you wanted them on Wednesday.

Busy Wednesday. But I've arranged to go out on...!

Well, I might be busy Saturday!

I hope not, for your sake.

PHONE RINGS

Hello? WOMAN: Mrs O'Neil?

Speaking.

Can you come in to school, please? What, now?

BELL RINGS, CHILDREN SHOUT

We've told Leah she can't be in the panto.

Why? She used the word 'twat' in class.

A teacher was telling her off, and she just came out with it, twat.

She didn't learn that word here.

Well, she didn't learn it from me.

I may not be perfect, but I do not

use language like that in front of my kids.

Just so long as you know why... It's her father.

We split up, but she still sees him now and again.

You'll mention it to him? Yeah.

Thanks for coming in.

CHILDREN SING IN DISTANCE

Please don't drop her from the play.

Her gran's made her a costume. She puts it on every night.

She does her lines every night.

It's not her fault she said what she said, it's her dad.

He's just an uncouth, foul-mouthed bastard who...!

I didn't mean to say 'bastard'.

I don't use language like that in front of my kids, but he does!

He does it all the time, and it's not fair

to punish her for having a dad like that!

She's suffering enough having a dad like that,

so please, don't drop her from the play!

Please don't do it! Please, please, don't do it!

(BABY GRIZZLES)

Leah's been in trouble in school. Going out, are you?

She nearly got dropped from the play cos she said 'twat' in class.

You've gotta stop using language like that when the kids are around!

Are you on the pull?

They don't understand what it means, and they just copy you!

Hair's done nice, innit, eh? Nice tight jeans!

Stop it! Let's have a look, then, eh?

It's on this one, you soft sod!

I know you'd like to see it through my nose, but it's on this finger!

Any bloke looks at you, and I'll bleeding kill him, all right?!

Sean, you're hurting...! You're still mine!

You're still mine!

I'll take the kids away if you don't let go.

Don't you even go there, right?

DISTURBING MUSIC

DOOR SLAMS

I'll see you later, love, all right?

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

FEEDBACK SQUEALS

Two and three, 23. SMASH!

(MEN CATCALL)

Four and five, 45.

Him?

All the eights, two fat ladies, 88.

Right. Well, that's it.

You're not going near him anymore!

But I've gotta pick the kids up. I'll go!

No arguments!

(SOBS)

It's a 92...

House. (OTHERS GROAN)

Not her again.

You know, if Dad was alive, he'd bloody kill him.

KNOCK ON DOOR

WATER RUNS, HUBBUB

(MOUTHS) She's fine.

Let's go clubbing it.

What about Mam?

Two more doubles and she'll be ringing a cab.

Come on! We've not done it in years.

I'm not dressed.

Oh, and I am, like.

Let's go and get bladdered.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

(BOTH GIGGLE)

You all disgust me.

Fucking disgust me.

You know what we should do? You know what?

You know what men should do?

Shag, move on, shag again - that's what we should be doing.

(SIGHS)

We're all apes, right?

We're all apes.

(SIGHS)

I'm supposed to give you one. You have a kid.

Some other bastard gives you one, you have HIS kid.

Then the two kids fight, and the strongest one survives.

If my kid survives, my seed survives, right?

My seed.

Then I go on and on, like that.

And we all get stronger. The human race gets stronger.

And we all know that.

We all know that, but we don't talk about it, do we? No.

Especially women.

You don't talk about it at all because you wanna trap us, yeah?

You wanna trap us.

Just cos we give you a few kids, doesn't mean

you can sit around on your fat arse

all day while we try and feed ya - no way!

That ain't gonna do the human race no good at all, so no fucking way.

Don't slam the door. DOOR SLAMS

BABY CRIES

WATER RUNS

BUZZER SOUNDS

Come on, then, kids. Your mum's here.

Get your coats. Come on.

What do you want? Yvonne's not well.

She's sent me to pick the kids up. BABY CRIES

Not well? Yeah.

A hangover, is it? No.

Where's Mummy?

Well, she's not well, darling, so I'm taking you home.

You wanna get in the taxi?

(CRIES)

Hey, mate. Come on.

Hey!

What's up? Come on. DISTURBING MUSIC

OK?

Come on. Come on.

MUSIC BUILDS

Fuck!

(MUMBLES AGITATEDLY)

(WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)

HEAVY ROCK MUSIC

If that dirty old perve ever picks up my kids again,

I'll bleeding kill him!

His hand on my child's arse!

Bouncing my kids up and down on his knee!

You let it happen, you stupid cow!

Why is he poking his nose into our business, eh? Eh?!

Because it gives him the opportunity

to be on his own with them, you stupid cow!

THAT is why I am not picking them up!

You are definitely picking 'em up!

You are definitely...! I'm not going near you, Sean!

Right! I'll pick 'em up!

I'll pick 'em up here and then I'll drop 'em off here, all right?!

That perve is going nowhere near my kids!

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

KNOCK ON DOOR That'll be gobshite.

You still clinging onto life, then?

You'll be in the ground before me, I promise you.

Come on, kids, get your coats on. Go on, Leah. Go on, love.

All right, kids, come on. Off we go. Give us a kiss, give us a kiss. Mwah!

(BABY CRIES)

I'll...I'll check him out when I get him home.

You're sick, mate.

I'M sick?

What time are you picking 'em up? I'm not picking 'em up.

Right. If you don't pick 'em up - you, I mean, no-one else -

you're not getting 'em back.

Hubble fucking bubble.

I'll pick them up. I'll pick them up.

You're going to the hairdresser's.

I'll cancel it. No, you won't.

That mad bastard's not ruining our plans.

What? I can criticise him.

She can criticise him. She can criticise him.

But you can't, right?

He doesn't deserve kids. You know nothing.

You're from London. You know nothing!

BUZZ

BUZZ, BUZZ

They're in the Grey Monk. Wipe your feet on the way out.

Phone Kerry and get her to meet us there.

BOXING COMMENTARY ON TV

TYRES SCREECH

EXCITED HUBBUB

TENSE MUSIC

Leah, come on, darling. We're going.

Come on. We're going.

BOXING COMMENTARY CONTINUES

Come on! Get in, love! Come on!

(MEN SHOUT)

We all all right? What the...?

Hairdresser's. Hey! Come on! Shit!

Hey, you bastard! Come here!

Open the door, Yvonne! Hey!

Open the door, Yvonne! Open the door!

Hey!

You, you bastard! I'm gonna kill you! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

TENSE MUSIC

SOMBRE MUSIC

Yvonne! Yvonne!

Open this bleeding door, Yvonne!

DISTURBING MUSIC

(PIGEONS COO)

Come on, then! Taking my kids away from me?! I'll kill you all!

Alex! Alex, come out here, you old bastard!

I'll bloody murder you!

Piss off! I want my kids back now!

You're not having them, you bastard! Mum!

Leah, upstairs, darling. Go on.

Leah, open the door. Open the door, Leah. Come on!

Just piss off, will you?!

I'm gonna murder you, you bitch! I'm gonna ring the police, Sean!

Ring them! Go on! Kerry, phone the police!

Phone the bastards! I'll murder them as well!

Just go away, Sean. What are you gonna do?

You'll never see your kids again! What are you gonna do, Kerry?

I will get the best bloody solicitor in the world!

Right! If I can't see 'em, nobody can see 'em, all right?!

Nobody!

They're mine! She's mine, and they're mine, you...!

BABY CRIES

LEAH: Mum! Coming, sweetheart.

Is it Halloween, eh?

Must be Halloween, you walking the streets at night.

Oh, Christ. It's your mother.

What?

Over the moon, Sean, aren't you?

Fed your kids from your sour milk from your witches' tit,

so no wonder they...

Whoa! Leave 'em alone.

Leave him alone! Get off me!

Eh? Help! Help!

Hey! Hey! Get off him!

Get off him! Get off!

For fuck's sake! Off him!

(SHRIEKS)

You bastard! You bastard!

Look at him! Look at him!

Eh? I'm all right, Mam.

I'm going nowhere, all right?

Ever!

Rest of your life! (ALEX COUGHS)

Is he all right? Alex?

(ALEX COUGHS) Alex!

Yeah, I'm all right. (GROANS)

Alex!

SOMBRE MUSIC

ENGINE STARTS

SIREN WAILS

PHONE RINGS

(SOBS) Hello?

Get over here, will you?

Why?

Just get over here right now!

Tell me why.

You know why! I don't know why.

Yvonne, for Christ's sake, just get over here!

DISCONNECTED TONE

I'm so sorry, Mam.

We love you, Mum, always.

MACHINE BEEPS

SEAN: Listen, you wizened old witch!

You tell those two daughters of yours

that I've got every right to see my kids, right,

to take my kids wherever I want to take 'em,

and I'm always gonna see 'em, all right?!

As long as I live, I'm always gonna see my kids!

They're MY kids, always, as long as I live!

PHONE CLICKS

DOGS BARK

(SLURS) Sorry about your mum.

Mind you, saved her getting burnt at the stake, I suppose.

(SNIGGERS) Sorry.

Yeah.

I'll pick up the kids after the funeral.

All right?

You remember what my mam said, Sean?

What?

You'll be in the ground before her.

Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS)

So much for her crystal ball, eh?

Well, she was right.

MENACING MUSIC

What are you doing?

(SPITS)

You want this, eh, Yvonne?

You want this?!

I'll fucking give it to you, you stupid...!

Come on, then!

Oh!

(RANTS HYSTERICALLY)

MUSIC BUILDS

All right. Come on.

Let's go. Come on.

Yvonne, come on!

Yvonne, step away!

We've gotta get in the car. We've gotta get him in the car!

THUNDER RUMBLES

My brothers and sisters, we have come together to renew our trust in Christ

who, by dying on the cross, has freed us from eternal death,

and by rising has opened for us the gates of heaven.

Let us pray for our sister that she may share in Christ's victory,

and let us pray for ourselves

that the Lord may grant us the gift of his loving mercy.

"Have I not commanded you, be strong and of good courage.

Do not be afraid, nor be dismayed,

for the Lord will always be with you wherever you go."

(VOICE FADES)

..ashes may return to ashes, dust to dust.

TRAGIC MUSIC

See you later. Have a good time.

Have a good time. See you later. Come on.

Are you going back to London, Auntie Kerry?

No. How could a fairy godmother leave her little princess?

Closed Captions by CSI - Debbie Coughlin