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WOMAN: I now pronounce you spouses for life.

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

I meant what I said about helping out financially.

- I've got a half-brother. - I've got a son.

I am sorry! Perhaps it's time I met him.

Celia, tell me about your family.

Do you really wanna marry me?

I wanted to marry you since I was 16.

- Are you sure about this? - Of course!

You can get on with your work. I'll only be half an hour, 40 minutes.

- GILLIAN: What's happened? - Kate's been hit by a car.

Do you want to come through now? We'll have a... We'll have a chat?

(CAROLINE WAILING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Ripped By mstoll

- Flora. - Really?

- Don't you like it? - It's...

It's up to you.

Isn't it up to both of us?

Yes, of course, but you're, you know. You've got more say in the matter.

- You've got to like it. - I don't dislike it.

- Flora Grace. - Okay.

- You don't sound thrilled. - No, I am.

- Well, what would you call her? - I like that name.

It's sweet. Good.

- So you don't like it. - No, I do.

Like I say, it's growing on me. It suits her.

Well, it suits her now, but will it suit her when she's 14 and got opinions?

I really like it.

- Well, that's all that matters. - I think you're just saying that.

I wouldn't do that. If I thought it was really abhorrent I'd say so.

- As opposed to mildly abhorrent. - Kate, we're calling her Flora. Flora.

Flora Grace.

There's a margarine called Flora, of course.

You've put me off it, now.

No, I haven't.

Don't talk to me like that. That's how men talk.

- So you do like Grace. - I like Flora.

You really don't. It's obvious.

She's your baby.

She's our baby.

- (KNOCKING) - Mum?

The hearse has arrived.

It's outside.

Right.

Do you want me to take the baby?

No, I'll...

(BABY FUSSING)

Thanks.

To everything, there is a season

and a time to every purpose on earth,

a time to be born and a time to die.

Here, in this last act,

in sorrow but without fear,

in love and appreciation.

We commit

Katherine Ebiki Mackenzie-Dawson

to a natural end.

(BABY CRYING)

Little girl, little sweetheart.

You're gonna have to decide on a name for this baby.

Flora. I decided just before we set off.

It's Flora Grace.

That's beautiful, Caroline.

Thank you.

Ginika, do you want to...

- That's the father. Don't look. - CELIA: Which one?

GINIKA: Pudgy, pale, face-hair, 12 o'clock. Keeps looking this way.

He used to be called Greg, probably still is.

He's an idiot.

They often are.

And here's another one. John.

Have you met Ginika, Kate's mother?

- She's a professor of economics. - Ah.

- At Columbia. - Gosh, how do you do?

Terrible, tragic, awful situation.

I lecture in English at the University of York.

Not to be confused with York University

which is in Canada, apparently.

So, you've flown in. No, she got on a steam packet.

- You're Caroline's ex? - You must be devastated, heartbroken.

I'm so sorry.

- You write novels? - Well, yes.

I've published one or two.

Jack Protheroe, private detective, lost soul.

- Yes, you've... Have you read... - Oh, a long time ago.

My favourite is The Haunted Man.

It's entertaining. It's interesting. It's insightful.

- You're very clever. - Gosh, well that's...

Dad, Dad, you need to move your car. You blocked someone in.

She's left her handbag at the crematorium.

- Would you excuse me? - Sure.

- That'll have made his day. - You don't like him.

I didn't like Kate's husband, Richard.

My mother didn't like my first husband, Douglas,

the one with Alzheimer's.

Maybe it's normal. Maybe it's a thing.

Did your mother like your first husband?

Kenneth, she thought the world of him.

She wouldn't have done if she had known the things that I knew about him

I like Caroline.

Oh, I was very fond of Kate.

She'd come 'round and play Scrabble with me sometimes in the evening

when I was on my own.

I found it difficult, at first,

and I wasn't always as kind as I might have been.

- But... - It was a surprise.

Well, not entirely, if I'm being honest.

Kate was very happy with Caroline.

- Most of the time. - I know.

(BABY WHIMPERING)

So, Flora Grace.

Well, I know for a fact, Kate would have liked that.

Hello, sorry.

I know we didn't hit it off.

Well, I couldn't not come.

We were college buddies apart from everything else, so...

How's... I know I'm not supposed to ask, but...

- How's the baby? - She's fine, she's fine.

- A girl? - Yes.

- I couldn't... Have a look at her? - That wasn't the plan, was it?

No.

- What's going to happen to her? - She's going to be fine.

- Are you? - I'm looking after her.

- Is that... - Official? Yes.

I'm on the birth certificate as her parent.

No, I was going to say, is that what you want?

Yes, of course it is.

It must be tough, I mean it's not what you thought you were buying into, is it?

You didn't want her to have a baby

and now you're the one left with it.

I didn't not want her to have a baby.

- Sorry, I must have misunderstood. - No, I wanted what she wanted.

She said you weren't as keen as she was.

No I wasn't, but I wouldn't have stopped her.

I'm sorry.

I'd better go. I've got to catch the train back to Manchester.

I just... I wanted just to say

I can see you've got a lot of help and support

but if you just wanted someone to look after her for a bit, or...

And as I say, under any other circumstances

I wouldn't be offering, in fact, I wouldn't even be here.

That was the deal and I'm aware of that,

but if ever there was anything, I'm flexible.

I'm self-employed. I can work anywhere.

So, I wouldn't want you to feel like you couldn't ask

or that it would be inconvenient because chances are, it wouldn't be.

- That's all. - Okay.

- Well, thank you. - Have you got my number?

It...

It'll be on Kate's phone.

She's in the kitchen with my mum and Kate's mum, if you want to...

have a look at her.

- I shouldn't have asked. - It's up to you.

Okay.

Thing is...

She's with Kate's mother and Kate's mother thinks I'm an idiot.

Splash of milk, drop of vanilla essence,

and Bob's your uncle.

- Mom, Ginika, this is Greg. - Hi.

- Greg's the... Flora's biological... - Mmm.

Hi, Mrs Mackenzie.

Haven't been Mrs Mackenzie in 20 years, Greg.

Of course, divorced. Gosh.

Greg wanted to, er...

- Support her head. - Yeah.

Yeah.

(BABY COOING)

GREG: Okay.

Have you seen Alan?

Alan, he went into the garden to have a cigarette

- with my head of maths. - Alan doesn't smoke.

- No, I didn't know Chris did, either. - And you just let him?

- Er... - He has a heart condition.

Wow.

Of course, they built the M6 toll road, since then, so...

Well, I've no idea if that's any more efficient.

Oh, shit.

- Are you smoking? - Hmm?

- You were smoking. - I wasn't.

Why else would you be standing out here in the drizzle?

I just...

Did you know, he has a heart condition?

- This is Chris. - Hi.

You'd think a mathematician would know better.

I could have you sacked.

Giving cigarettes to a man with a heart condition.

- Yes, I'm Caroline's mother. - It were only the one.

- I didn't know you smoked. - I don't!

I used to, I just like the very occasional one, now and...

Look, the last one I had were millennium. When were that?

- I thought I knew you. - You do.

Women, cigarettes...

How would you like it if I started smoking?

- I wouldn't. - Hmm, well I think I might.

Can I have a cigarette, Chris?

- Sure. - See how you like it.

You don't have to smoke a cigarette to prove a point.

And at a funeral as well.

Are you gonna let this drop?

There you go.

I think I might go back inside.

Don't let me stop you. I don't want your cigarettes.

Right, well, I'll...

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

- Here, shall we... - You want showing up.

- It's only because I care about you. - It was only an excuse

to get a bit of fresh air.

- Seriously, do you smoke? - No!

No.

Do you fancy a sherbet?

Are you all right?

I don't know who half these people are.

They weren't at the wedding.

Mind you, we didn't invite very many people to the wedding.

No.

Well, we did unofficially but most of them couldn't come.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry, we were busy.

No, no matter. It was all a bit...

Last minute. We only did it for her, really.

He's the father.

CAROLINE: The biological father.

And Ginika is the grandmother,

the biological... Kate's mum.

And I'm not actually anything.

She's got colic.

Oh, Jesus. You don't need that.

- She seems okay at the minute. - Oh, you wait 'til 6:00.

It's like flicking a switch and then it can go on for about...

3:00 in the morning. It's terrible, it's like...

It's like she's crying for her mother, and I know it's colic,

but that's what it feels like.

(BABY CRYING)

Shh, shh, shh.

All it does, is cry.

It goes on until 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning and you can't do anything else.

You can't concentrate on anything else and it's ridiculous.

Yeah, well, it must be.

- Well, it's worse for Mum. - No, it isn't, she wanted it.

I don't even know what it's for. What does it do?

It just cries and shits.

- Oi! - That'll do.

It's not even ours.

You're not even here, so shut up.

Yeah, and you're old enough to start trying to help her and support her

instead of behaving like a self-centred, little dick all the time.

- Piss off! - Oh, you piss off!

Stop it.

JOHN: Mum's got enough on her plate without you...

Oh, I thought you were having a lie down.

Yeah, but I couldn't sleep, so...

She's fine. She's fine!

I'm just going to take her out for a bit of fresh air.

- No, you don't have to. - I want to. We're in love.

We've bonded. Hands off.

Driving, that's meant to be good for colicky babies.

She got something I can wrap her up in?

Yes, she's got a lovely pink velour coat and a matching hat

that Alan and me bought her.

It's the vibration and the sound. It's like being in the womb.

Obviously, it's all very D.H. Lawrence.

The push chair is in the hall, love. And there's a blanket.

I'll be an hour or so.

- You get some rest. - Thanks.

Yeah, I'm going to have to sit down.

- I've done what I can. - Oh, Alan. You go in there.

I'll bring you some tea.

- Are you all right, love? - Yeah.

- Where's Kate's mum? - Erm...

She's having a lie down, as well, I think.

- She all right? - (SIGHS)

No, of course she's not. It's not meant to happen. Is it?

(BABY CRYING)

One of your children going before you.

He can't stand it, the crying.

I can't either.

Do we know any more about what's happened to the idiots

that knocked her down?

Oh, did I not tell you?

Well, you said there were charges for

car theft, reckless driving and manslaughter.

They were released, on bail, the day before yesterday.

No!

And you laugh at me when I say we should bring back hanging.

I'll go and see if Lawrence is all right.

You go and sit down in there with Alan, and I'll bring you both some tea.

- You sure? - Mmm.

Yeah, go on, off you pop.

(BABY CRYING)

There's a tea towel there.

Yeah, actually, I might pop out and get a bit of fresh air as well.

You're transparent. You do know that, don't you?

Mum's making the tea.

She caught me smoking.

That was my fault.

So, I'm in bother again.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm glad you got over that...

...other thing.

I'm not entirely sure we have.

I think it's been put on hold.

And there are no other skeletons, are there?

In the cupboard? I know it's none of my business,

but she's my mother.

No.

No more skeletons. I weren't like your dad.

Well, except...

- I wonder if I were... - What do you mean?

Not different women, just...

I did love Eileen.

But then, the slow, dawning realisation that you've settled

for summat that you knew all along weren't really what you wanted.

When she became pregnant with Gillian, I thought it were what I wanted, but...

Actually, it frightened me.

Delighted me, but frightened me, like, "Is this it?"

I'm sorry. I sound like I'm making excuses

but no, it never happened again, so...

It... Sorry, sorry.

I shouldn't have started talking about that, not now.

- He wasn't all bad, my dad. - No!

No, no.

Right, who wants to be mother?

You do.

I caught him smoking. Did I tell you?

Yes, it was me. I'm sorry.

What are you apologising to him for?

He's 76, if he can't have one single tiny cigarette

without being made to feel like a six year-old.

We'll find he's been spying for the Russians, next.

Well, we all have our shortcomings, haven't we?

He smokes, you read the Daily Mail.

I don't smoke!

Only for the telly page.

- Of course, you're perfect, aren't you? - Ish.

There you go, love.

CELIA: John's gone after Gillian.

And I told him, I said, "You're transparent..."

Sorry. Hi.

Yeah, I know, predictable, boring, transparent.

- How are things? - Fine.

Good, good.

I wanted to... Look,

I know this is difficult, it's awkward, but you know, we're adults.

- We can... - Me and Robbie's getting married.

I told you that he's asked me, and now I've said yes.

I said yes two weeks ago. Only we've not told anyone yet.

We were just waiting until after the funeral to announce it properly.

So, you're the first to know.

Okay, well, that's good.

That's... The thing I wanted to say

was that given what's happened with Kate, I think she needs me here.

Caroline.

I think she needs me here, for Lawrence, probably.

So, I obviously...

Me offering you financial help with the farm, as I did,

- might be something that I can't... - It's fine.

- Can't do any more. - It's fine.

- Still, if you're marrying Robbie... - Yes, it's fine.

- Are you sure he's really what you want? - Yes, yes I am.

Good.

I didn't take it very seriously, anyway.

No? No. Good.

Well, that's all I wanted to say.

- Thank you for being so understanding. - Sure, it's no problem.

I do think it's a mistake.

Robbie.

- I don't care what you think. - He's so...

No, I don't suppose you do.

We haven't told anyone yet about us getting married

what with Kate, so don't go repeating it.

She's asleep, believe it or not.

Don't know how long for.

Left her in the pram.

Thanks.

She's a sweet baby.

I mean, when she's not screaming blue...

Screaming her head off.

Do you not think?

I think I prefer them when they get to about 15.

Is everyone gone?

Mum and Alan are next door, they'll be asleep in front of the telly,

and Kate's mum's in bed.

Poor woman.

- Hmm. - Poor you.

- I better be making tracks myself. - Sure.

Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something.

Now might not be the time,

but I don't want you hear it from my dad, or your mum

- and get the wrong end of the stick. - Okay.

I've started...

I've been seeing Robbie again and I know you think that's bad

given what... The thing I told you.

But he's good for me, he's right for me.

He stops me being a pillock, now he's asked me to marry him

and I've said yes.

Caroline.

Caroline.

Caroline.

- I can't think about that now. - I know, I just...

Like I said, I didn't want you hearing it from anyone else.

What's going through your head, anything?

I don't know. I guess if you can live with it, that's your business.

Can you?

- Can I what? - Do that.

Live with someone, sleep with someone knowing you...

...murdered his brother.

I don't think I could. I think it's just something I'd avoid.

I had a lot to put up with, with Eddie.

I did...

- I did tell you that. - Yes, I know.

I like Robbie. I've always liked Robbie.

He likes me.

He loves me.

It's him I should have married.

All those years ago, and then none of this would ever have...

I'm sorry, I can't think about it now.

No, sure.

You know, you were the one that night saying that's why

it could never be a good idea, you and Robbie.

What I said the next day, I was just agreeing with you.

I have no memory of that.

Well, no. None.

You did.

Yeah, well, he's asked me and I've said yes.

I can't let him down again.

I thought we said that we were going to pretend you never told me about Eddie.

- Yeah, we did. - All right then.

- Right. - So.

You do what you like. You do what you feel comfortable with.

Like I need your permission...

(BABY CRYING)

(HONKING)

Morning.

Hi.

- How was it? - (SIGHS)

How was Caroline?

Quiet, tired.

I don't know why you wouldn't let me come with you.

Sweet, little baby.

So sad, so heartbreaking.

Was that feckless streak of oily shite there?

Oh, John? Yeah, yeah, yeah. So.

- Probably a good job you weren't there. - Did you talk to him?

No.

No longer than necessary.

Can you imagine going to your ex-wife's girlfriend's... partner's funeral?

He's just got no... I don't know,

decorum.

Yeah well, you know what middle class people are like.

Fall out, get divorced, and then

still speaking to each other just to show how grown up they all are.

- Nob. - Yep.

- Is she all right, Caroline. - She's got colic,

the baby, Flora.

So on top of everything else, she's just exhausted.

Was everything all right here, yesterday?

Yeah.

I didn't see 'em much to be honest.

Raff were over at Gary's place all day again.

I know they took Calamity to her mother's.

I have no idea how that went.

I sorted sheep and then I got called in for some overtime

I had to cover a 3:00-10:00.

Are we going to tell them about us?

You said after the funeral.

Yep.

So, today?

- Today. - Hmm.

And we need to start thinking about what sort of a do we're having, and where,

and who we're inviting.

What sort of budget are we looking at? Because, you know, I've got very little.

I mean my dad might stick his hand in his pocket, but...

- And your Gary. - I'm not asking Gary for anything.

- I've only known him five minutes. - I'm joking.

How did Raff get on with him, yesterday?

Great time. Sun shine's out of his trousers. Gary is God.

It's official.

Registry office, not church.

We can have like, a hog roast up at Sportsman's.

Like a barbecue and a buffet.

- We could get a marquee... And a band. - Pff, steady on.

- What sort of band? - Well, a DJ anyway.

Oh, I'll think about it.

And a honeymoon.

We're definitely going on a honeymoon.

And for two weeks, two whole weeks... Or longer.

Why don't we go for four?

Four weeks in somewhere really exciting, like Australia.

- You could go meet all your cousins. - Yeah.

He can look after the sheep.

- Who can? - You can.

When?

When me and your mum go off on us honeymoon.

Robbie's asked me to marry him and I've said yes.

- Really? - Yeah.

- No, really? - Yeah!

- No, seriously? - Yes!

- Good luck, buddy. - Shut up!

No, nice one. But you probably need your head examined for...

- Will you... - I'm joking.

Well, I'm not. Congratulations. When?

- Soon as. - Are you inviting people from work?

Well, everybody except Cheryl, yeah.

We don't mention that name in this house. Thank you.

Oh.

You're mad, both of you, but...

I'm very happy for you.

(LAUGHS)

Gary says why haven't you rang him?

- Rung him. - That's what I said.

He thinks you fell out with him.

Fallen out with him, why?

Yeah, you and me granddad.

- Why? - I dunno.

- Why does he think that? - I'm just passing a message.

I'll pop round in a few minutes to see how she's getting on.

Hmm...

(MOBILE BUZZING)

"Hi Granddad,

"guess what, Mum and Uncle Robbie are getting married.

"Did you know?" No, I damn well didn't.

"She must have told that John tosser to F off.

"I hope Caroline is okay. Gary says why haven't you rang him?

"Love, Raff."

- Married? - Well, well. (CHUCKLES)

I will do everything I can for you. Okay?

But it would really help if you could stop doing all this crying at night.

I know you can't help it.

I know you don't have a clue what I'm talking about.

Your mum would have been so thrilled with you.

Every tiny, tiny, little bit of you.

Right, well...

We've got options.

Just interrupt me if I say anything you like the sound of.

One, and this is a big one,

is that I take early retirement.

I'd have to sell this place probably, but on the plus side

I've got a not insubstantial pension going on.

I am nothing, if not a smart cookie. You'll soon get used to that.

The flaw in that plan is that I'm still not without ambition

in the old career department.

Which brings me on to option number two.

We ask other people to get involved and help out.

There's my mother.

My mother, have you met my mother?

Oh, and then there's John, the ex, you have met John several times.

He was the one who was going on about Rudyard Kipling the other day

when I was trying to have a nervous breakdown. He's an idiot.

Well, he's not an idiot, he's just someone who never

got the hang of being one of the grown-ups.

Which you could say is part of his job, or not.

But he was very good with my other two when they were little.

Well, he was and he wasn't.

And of course, there's always the nanny option.

But I know what your mum would think about that.

- That's not happening. - Yeah, she'd hate it.

She'd say, "That was never part of the plan."

- Well, it wasn't. - No, I know.

But you not being here was not part of the plan either, was it?

She's talking to herself.

She's talking to the baby, you nob.

Is that the sort of language that they teach you at Oxford?

- Well, he is a nob. - You're a nob.

- Nob. - Is Kate's mum up?

- No. - Not seen her.

It cried again, 'til like 20 to 3:00 this morning.

- Have you tried using earplugs? - You can still hear it.

- Her. - It's not even ours!

He's gotta stop saying that, Gran. He's gonna upset Mum.

Well, she's no one else's, love.

- Who's it's father? - It was that... He was here yesterday.

- Which one? - Tall, pasty faced, gingerish,

got a bit of a beard thing going on.

- Gavin, Gareth, Gilbert... - Gandalf?

Greg, it's Greg.

You'd never think he'd be Kate's sort, still.

Yeah, well why can't he take it?

God, you really know how to make yourself popular. Don't you?

Has anyone taken your mother a cup of tea?

(KNOCKING)

- Can I come in? - Hello.

(BABY FUSSING)

It won't last forever.

Feeling like this.

I know it's hard for you to imagine that just now.

When did you ever feel like this?

Not when my dad died?

No, no, it was when my dad died.

I cried for an entire week, solid.

I worshipped the ground he walked on.

59 years old.

He's been dead for 47 or 48 years now.

1966.

The year you were born.

And I thought I would never smile again.

And then, you came along,

and you looked just like him.

- Do you think it's weird being dead? - (CHUCKLES)

Well, we all get to find out eventually, don't we?

I doubt it.

I reckon once you're gone, you're gone.

I think it's more weird for the people left behind.

Hmm.

Do you think some people linger longer

then others?

I suppose it can feel like that sometimes.

I think it's more in your imagination. Isn't it? That sort of thing.

I can't help but worrying.

Imagining what she did and didn't know when she got hit.

What she went through, what she was thinking, however quick it was.

How frightened she must have been,

worrying what the hell was happening to her.

She was such a peaceful person. She was so calm, she was so kind,

and then...

To die like that, so violently, it's just so...

Not in a million years is that what should have happened to her.

It's very unfair.

But I'm afraid, love, life can be very unfair.

It'll be tough for a while.

But you'll come out the other side, you will, eventually.

You know you will.

'Cos you're... You're resilient.

- (SOBBING) - You're clever.

(SOBBING AND GASPING)

Oh, sweetheart.

Did you take Ginika some tea?

- Yes, I did. - Is she all right?

I think so.

I've been thinking about options.

I really don't want to give up my job.

I'd resent her and that wouldn't be good for either or us.

- Any of us, would it? - No.

- Would it? - No.

And I can't go part-time as a head teacher, it's just...

- Not even for a few months? - It's not fair on the school.

What was Kate gonna do?

Well, she was gonna take a year off

and then she was gonna come back part-time. It's easier for teachers.

It's completely different and the thing is...

She'd hate it if I employed a nanny

- whilst Flora's so tiny. - Mmm.

- So, the thing is... - I'll do what I can, love, for you

but, you know, with the best will in the world, I'm 76.

I know, I wasn't... I'm sorry.

I wasn't going to ask you to do anything full-time.

But if I could balance a few options

could you and Alan, could you...

I don't know.

Do the odd... shift?

Yes, yes of course we could.

Gillian and Robbie are getting married.

We just had a text.

Yes I know, she told me last night.

I think he could be a very good thing for her.

- She was married to his brother. - Yeah.

Well, not unheard of.

- No. - Is it?

What's up?

- You don't fancy her, do you? - Do you mind?

- Well, I just... Right. - We're friends.

Ish, when she's not behaving like a twit.

You know, people do have nannies for a being this tiny.

Yeah, I know.

It would just be a matter of finding the right person.

- Gosh... No. - Just say no.

- It's a stupid idea. - No it's...

I know you've got no reason to want to help me.

No, it's intriguing.

It just occurred to me because you seemed to want to be involved

- after, you lost... - Yeah.

- Judith and... - Yeah, yeah...

Yeah.

No, you're right, it's a stupid idea and I don't know why I thought of it.

Forget it.

I could try and help you out, maybe.

One afternoon a week, for an hour or so.

And then if Celia did a couple of days a week.

- Or more... - She's 76.

Sure, sure.

It's not...

It's not really what Kate would have wanted, me, is it?

I mean obviously I'd be happy to do the occasional...

Realistically, on a regular basis, I don't think...

You're still intending to buy a flat or something close by, aren't you?

So you can spend more time with Lawrence.

Sure, sure.

- You actually started looking? - No...

But I will.

And I will help you Caroline, I will. I'll do what I can.

I'll help you out as often as I can, but I think...

You've got to be realistic.

You've been dealt a terrible blow. It's awful, it's...

But the point is

you have to see that this is life-changing.

And you can't pretend it isn't.

You're going to have to employ a full-time... Proper person

who knows how to look after people this tiny

or give up your job, at least temporarily.

I can't do that. I can't give up my job. I'll go mad.

- You gonna drive me to the station? - Sure.

- I can... - I'll do it.

Ring me, text me, and let me know that you got back safely.

You look after yourself.

Bye, bye, baby.

She's your sister. You know that, don't you?

- You will think of her as your sister. - Of course I do.

Of course I will.

- See you. - Bye-bye, love.

Now what?

God knows.

- You're doing really well, you know. - No, I'm not.

I think you are.

I'm talking to myself. That's usually a sign of madness.

- You can always ring Greg. - I'm not ringing Greg.

- He did offer. - I'm not ringing Greg.

Maybe he isn't as big a twerp as you think he is.

I think as twerps go in the twerp department, Greg goes off the deep end.

You just don't like him.

No shit, Sherlock.

- Don't swear in front of Flora. - Sorry.

You overuse that phrase anyway.

- You know that, don't you? - Yeah.

You do realise, as well, that Greg

is the only person on the planet who's likely to feel as protective

towards Flora as you and my mum do.

What use is my mum gonna be?

She's winging it back to the States on Tuesday.

Would you really hate it if I got a nanny,

a good nanny, a really good, expensive, proper nanny?

- I wouldn't speak to you, Caroline. - Look...

You've got Mary Poppins in your head. That nanny doesn't exist.

Let me ring some of those numbers. We might both be pleasantly surprised.

I promise, I promise, I won't do anything you'd hate.

Look, I love this kid too. Not as much as you would have done. But I do, I do.

I love her and I will do everything I can for her

but I've got to deal with it all.

What confuses me though, Mother, if I'm being...

- Disingenuous. - Honest.

- What does that mean? - He knows.

Is that less than two weeks ago, John stayed.

Yeah, but nothing happened.

- He slept in your room. - Doesn't mean owt.

- Usually does. - He crashed out, okay?

I feel sorry for John.

- He's like a lost, little... - He's in his 60s.

No he isn't... Is he?

- What about Cheryl? - You know about Cheryl.

Cleared out and gone.

Robbie only went with her in the first place

because he was reacting against me being a...

- Being a? - Twit.

So, you and John.

That's all over and done with?

I don't even like John any more.

- Like forever? - I'm not sure I ever did.

- 'Til next time. - Well, no, I don't dislike him.

I just think he brings out, daft, stupid stuff in me

and I don't want to be like that any more. Okay?

And Robbie's asked me, and...

You know... Well, you like him, I like him.

It's a no brainer.

- Right up your street then. - Ha, ha, ha, you're so funny.

So witty, so sharp.

Yep.

He's gotten all cocky since he started workin' at Gary's.

And God knows why. It's only a Saturday job.

Cock o' the Midden.

It's so cool having an uncle who's the boss.

People falling all over themselves being nice.

- To me! - Cock o' the dunghill.

- Did you ring him? - When have I had time?

I said to ring him.

And I don't want to hear any smartarse, shit stirring comments about John

in front of Robbie, all right?

Hiya!

Supper will be ready in a quarter of an hour.

Fantastic.

- Perfect. - Can I do anything? Set the table?

No, you're all right, love, I've done it.

We inviting Gary to the wedding?

- Sure. - No.

- Why not? - Why aren't we?

We might as well.

I think he'd be a bit pissed off if you didn't invite him.

- Oh dear. - Why aren't we inviting him?

I was joking! Of course we're inviting him.

She don't like him. She's jealous of him.

- Why am I jealous of him? - Being so successful, and nice.

Yeah whatever...

Well, he knows about the wedding anyway, 'cos I texted and told him

and Granddad.

I think Granddad were a bit bemused

about how come you'd not told him yourself.

(CHUCKLING)

Don't you like him, Gary?

Of course I like him.

Yeah, but what then? There's summat.

Dunno. Oh, I dunno.

I like her, Felicity.

She's 'round the flaming twist.

She's funny.

What then?

(SIGHS)

He's a good man, me dad.

He made a mistake. He did something he shouldn't have.

But I can't crucify him.

Gary's great, what a lovely man. How lucky are we?

Oh, I dunno.

Me dad's so fascinated by him.

Like he's the successful, suave, wunderkind he should have always had,

rather than the feckless nob that he ended up with.

- Your dad's not said that. - Of course he's not said it.

If that why you didn't text your dad, either?

Well, if it's any consolation, I think you're perfect.

(SIGHS) Better ring him.

See what he wants.

- Hey, sorry. - It's okay.

Can I have some tea?

- Thanks for meeting me. - It's nice to see you.

Is it?

- Why wouldn't it be? - Well...

Alan hasn't rung me for two weeks.

- Ah, he's been in Harrogate. - Yeah.

It's all been pretty traumatic for everyone.

Sure, but then, you didn't ring me either.

'Til Sunday.

Well, I've been a bit snowed under, myself as well.

Of course, of course. It's just that I'm paranoid.

- Are you? - Not normally.

How's Raff doing?

Really well. Yeah, he loves it. He's great.

He's such a nice lad.

He can be when he's not being a cocky little dick.

Me and Felicity are not getting on very well at the moment.

- Oh, really... No. - Oh sorry, that's...

I mean, since all this was probably all my fault.

Why, what do you mean?

Suddenly, I felt very angry.

After we'd been over for lunch the other Sunday.

- Why? - How's Caroline?

She's coping.

- Why did you feel angry? - I don't know why.

- It's... Everything. - Angry with?

Why my parents never told me.

That's a conversation that I can never have with them now.

Yeah, I know. I understand. I do understand

- because I feel the same. - And I'm remembering things,

thinks that happened in the past. And I'm wondering whether they

did think more about our Adam, that's my brother, than they did about me.

- He's younger than... - Yeah...

And my dad was his dad, his proper dad.

And I've never, never thought like this before.

I've never felt angry or jealous before.

- Well, not like this. - No?

It changes the past almost. Even if it doesn't...

But yeah, it colours the past.

- Well, that's difficult but... - And then, nobody rings me up.

After that Sunday, so I got all this shit in my head

about my real parents and I'm thinking,

"Oh, and now he doesn't really want to get to know me."

- No, that's... - lf I'm the one who always

has to do the ringing up.

No, Gary, honestly, you're reading too much into it.

- It's been an odd few weeks. - You're getting married!

- (CHUCKLING) - (CHUCKLING) Yeah.

- You are invited. - Really?

Just ring me dad up if you're worried that you've not heard from him.

Yeah...

- What? - I daren't...

Daren't?

- You're Gary Jackson. - Yeah, but it doesn't mean anything.

I don't want to end up feeling like I'm being a nuisance all the time.

My dad would never think like that.

Your dad?

Yeah, my dad, your dad. Whatever.

He is interested in me, I think.

Yes, absolutely, he thinks that you're fantastic.

And Celia liked me.

- She loved you. - Sorry!

- Don't... - I'm not like this,

it's just been such a shock, Gillian.

It's like it's only just sunk in properly.

- I know. I do know. - The implications.

I'm sorry. I get obsessed and a little bit weird about stuff.

That's just me.

- Is she even bringing me some tea? - Calm down!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Calm down.

I'm going to email you the second I'm home.

Yes, please do.

And I'm going to be back for the summer.

- Good. - For two whole weeks.

And I'm going to bring you so much stuff.

(CHUCKLES)

And then you and Mum...

This mum, are going to visit me.

- We are. - That's right.

Celia.

You have a safe journey.

Alan!

- You've both been so kind. - You keep in touch.

- Us too, as well as these two. - I will, of course I will.

- Are you all right? - Yep.

Dr Elliot?

Holly?

Is this... This is 46 Conway Drive. I'm looking for Dr Mackenzie-Dawson?

- Yes that's me. - Is it?

Yeah, I got married.

Gosh, well...

The agency sent me, and I'm 10 minutes early, so I can go away and come back

if you like.

No, don't do that. But you went off to Sussex, to read sociology.

I dropped out.

The surname when the agency rang, that wasn't...

I dropped out and I got married too and now I'm a nanny.

I never wanted to go to Sussex. It was my parents, bless them.

And you. So ambitious for us all.

All I ever really wanted to do was this. And now it's what I am doing!

And I couldn't be happier, honestly.

Oh, Holly, this is my mother and this is my stepfather.

- How do you do? - Celia.

Alan, hello.

- This is Flora. - Ah, hello Flora.

Oh my goodness me, aren't you pretty!

- What beautiful skin! - I'm not her biological mother.

Did the agency explain my situation to you?

No, not entirely.

Would you like some tea?

I'd love some tea.

- Let's come inside. - Thank you.

What a gorgeous house.

Gosh, look at those irises, that's my absolute number one favourite colour.

Wow, is that your car?

Oh, no, it's...

Really, good for you. I think if I could choose a car, I'd choose that one.

Seriously, except I'd be scared to drive it. Think I'd just want to look at it.

(CHUCKLES)

Gosh, it's a nice hallway.

Today we might take a picnic to Knaresborough.

We've just had a phone call from the police in Bradford.

They've got Flora.

The police have got Flora?

I told you I didn't want a baby.

I said I didn't want a baby.

I'm lying.

I'm saying I never told anyone.

- Guys, this is Greg. - Hi.

Bye.

It's less than six weeks since Kate died.

- Well... - Are you seriously

asking me that question?

And you said, "Ooh, you're gonna take this the wrong way."

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