"Why aren't they telling us owt?" "Surely they must know something by now." "They have to do tests and stuff, don't they?" "What if something's happened?" "It won't have." "You don't know that." "It did with Mam." "Hey." "Trace." "He's in good hands here, OK?" "They've got him." "Did he seem...stressed or anything like that before it happened?" "No." "Like I said to the doctor, he was...he was fine." "Just about to get into his taxi." "You're sure?" "Yeah, I'm positive." "What is this?" "Why are you asking that?" "I don't know, Peter." "I'm just trying to make sense of it, that's all." "Look, these things, they..." "they just happen." "Yeah, I suppose they do, don't they?" "Finally." "Do you know, I swear I saw Peter Barlow last night." "Peter?" "What's he back for?" "I don't know." "It probably wasn't even him." "Gail's always telling me I should get my eyes tested." "I'd still rather have a voddie down me." "Oh, aye, yeah, that'll go down a treat, you pie-eyed on the stand." "Oh, hi." "You off to court?" "Yeah." "Yeah, just grabbing a coffee before we go." "Now, listen, you two." "I know you must be nervous." "But don't be, because you're doing a really good thing." "I'm fine." "I'm not, I'm bricking it." "But Eva said she'll sit with me till I go in." "Oh." "Are you going, Audrey?" "No." "I don't think I could stand seeing that monster's face." "None of us are going, actually." "David's going, isn't he?" "Apparently he's changed his mind." "We were in the Bistro last night, and him and Nick went down off to the cellar, and that's the last I saw of him." "Then Gail phones me this morning, saying he's gone to Martin's." "He went there and then, like that." "Hi." "Why have you not been answering the phone?" "I've had the kids to contend with, haven't I?" "I've just got Max off to school." "How's David?" "Well, he's better than I am." "At least he's got food." "Will you just answer me?" "Yeah, he's all right." "He did try and persuade me to let him out, though." "You didn't?" "No, of course not." "Look, love, I know it's hard, but it's the same for all of us." "I mean, I haven't slept for worrying about it." "I know, you're right." "It's better than him being dead." "I'll come as soon as I can." "As soon as I've found someone to mind the kids." "OK." "Mum, please can you just hurry up, though?" "I'm getting the creeps being down here." "Ow!" "No." "No!" "No!" "SARAH:" "David, are you all right?" "What do you care?" "Course we care." "That's why we're doing this." "Eating on the hoof." "Tracy's left me to manage the shop on my own." "Some sort of family crisis, apparently." "Skiving, more like." "And you wouldn't believe how busy it's been." "Makes Four Weddings And A Funeral look like child's play." "Oh, dear, are you all right?" "Yeah." "Our Craigy's in court today." "You know, for Kylie's trial." "So brave of him." "Are you gonna go?" "I want to, but it's the flippin' buses." "I'm supposed to start my community service at one, but I'll never be back in time." "Well, I'm sure he'll understand." "No, he'll think I don't care." "He already hates me." "So you haven't made up yet?" "Never fear, Mary's here." "I shall whisk you there on my wheels, like a fairy godmother." "Behold." "Your carriage awaits." "Really?" "Won't Tracy mind?" "Well, she might, if she was here." "But she's not." "So, tough." "Is he er..." "Is he unconscious?" "Just asleep." "Right." "Now, I don't want you to be alarmed, but the stroke has affected his speech and his movement on his right side." "Oh, God." "We are hoping both these things might improve with rehab." "So he could be fine?" "At the moment, it's impossible to say." "He may make good progress, or he may be left significantly disabled." "But we need to see how he gets on over the next few days and weeks." "OK." "Thank you." "I'm sorry, I can't cope with this." "Not on top of everything else." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "So what does it matter Peter's back?" "I know he's your landlord, but..." "I think he's gonna put the rent up." "He rang me last week, saying that he might have to." "'Needs must', and all that blah-blah." "You never said." "Didn't want to think about it." "But I think I'm gonna get a visit any time soon." "That's a blow." "It's more than a blow." "I'm stretched as it is." "If he does put it up," "I'll just have to find somewhere cheaper." "I might know somewhere." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "I mean, it would mean sharing with a few others." "But the bloke's gorgeous, apparently." "Oh, right, yeah, I think I know the place you mean." "But I heard that the bloke were dog rough." "Oi!" "Careful, you, otherwise I'll withdraw the offer." "So, what do you reckon?" "Kev, it's really nice of you, but I don't want you feeling you have to." "Don't be daft." "I'd love it." "It's the perfect excuse." "Still, it's a big step." "Look, you don't have to tell me now." "But promise me you'll think about it?" "OK." "I promise you, I'll think about it." "See you later." "See you later." "Hey." "I thought you'd be at the Bistro by now." "Oh, I've just sorted the kids." "I've dropped them off at Fiz's." "She's got the afternoon off, thank goodness." "Why aren't you there?" "Tracy rang." "Ken's had a stroke." "No." "That's awful." "When?" "Last night." "He's in the hospital." "I couldn't leave Leanne on her own." "No." "Course not." "Gail, can you tell David I'm still working on his car, but I'll get it done as quick as I can?" "Oh, he's gone to stay at Martin's." "What?" "He was adamant that he wanted it fixed for this morning." "He was all worked up about it." "Well, he decided to go last night, so he got the train instead." "Nice one." "He could have told me." "Maybe he's got other things on his mind." "Yeah, we're just a bit all..." "Well, it's the trial, you know." "Yeah, yeah." "Sorry, I wasn't thinking." "You took your time." "Sorry." "How's David?" "He's all right." "He's not said much, but I've heard him moving about in the night." "Where's Harry?" "He's at Fiz's with Lily." "I just said you'd gone shopping." "OK." "Is it OK if I go now?" "Of course, love." "So, does someone want to tell me what's going on?" "Yeah, a leak." "I thought I heard dripping last night, so I thought I'd come back in the day and check." "What, and that took all three of you?" "Oh, we were just going out, so we just popped in on our way past." "Yeah." "It was fine, it was nothing." "Yeah, must have imagined it." "Still." "I'd sooner check myself, you know." "Set my mind at rest." "There's no need." "Really." "(TRAM PASSING)" "Help!" "What the hell was that?" "I have no idea." "Is there someone in there?" "Don't be daft." "It's probably just something outside." "No, it wasn't." "Why is this locked?" "Right, you lot, I want to know exactly what you're up to." "It's nothing to do with you, is it?" "I own half the premises." "I think it is." "It's family business." "Oh?" "And what family would that be, Gail?" "The Sopranos?" "Only it looks to me like you've got someone locked up in there, and they're not very happy about it." "You've got a very vivid imagination." "Yeah, that's ridiculous." "(BANG)" "DAVID:" "Let me out!" "Let me out now so I can kill the bastard!" "Have you thought?" "It's only been ten minutes!" "It's felt like an hour." "Come on, put a man out of his misery." "Well..." "Well..?" "OK." "I'd love to." "Yay!" "Ah!" "Stop it!" "Come on, I'll make you a coffee to celebrate." "Now you're talking." "Hiya." "Awful news about Ken, isn't it?" "I'm just on my way to see him now." "Yeah, it's terrible." "But that's not why I'm here." "Oh, right." "How could you?" "Telling Tracy about Steve's test, that wasn't your place." "Look, I'm sorry." "I just thought she had a right to know." "If it was our Si - Well, it isn't, is it?" "And that wasn't your decision to make." "Yeah, I know." "I'm really sorry." "I regretted it as soon as I said it." "We were gonna tell her once he got his results back." "What, has he had the test?" "Yeah, he's had it." "Oh, that's great." "You must be dead relieved." "So when does he get the results?" "Like I'd tell you." "Be round the street within minutes, wouldn't it?" "I thought we were mates, Leanne." "I really thought I could trust you." "Obviously I was wrong." "Stay away from me from now on." "I thought Tracy did crazy stuff, but this..." "This makes her look like a Girl Guide." "I know it sounds mad, but it's better than him murdering someone." "Well, could you not have just sat him down and reasoned with him, like normal people?" "Did you have to lock him in a cellar?" "OK, OK." "He's beside himself with grief and anger." "He's not gonna listen to a word we say, is he?" "Right, so how long are you gonna keep him down there for?" "The rest of his life?" "Oh, I know." "Nick's Bistro (David's Dungeon)." "It could be a tourist attraction, really pull the punters in, that would." "It's just until the trial's over, until they lock Clayton up." "You're mad." "All of you." "OK." "I know we haven't always seen eye-to-eye, but I'm begging you." "Please." "Let us do this, for his sake." "Yeah, and the kids' sake." "I mean, they've already lost their mum." "Right." "I'll give you till tomorrow morning, then I want him out." "Or I'm calling the police." "Understood?" "I don't know why they even need a trial." "They should just lock him up now." "They can't." "They have to hear all the evidence." "And anyway, they've got to decide whether it's manslaughter, like he's claiming, or murder." "Never understood the difference myself." "Manslaughter's, like, accidentally killing someone, and murder's where it's deliberate." "And it was flaming' deliberate." "You seen it all." "I know." "So it's all hanging on you, then?" "Yeah." "What if I mess it up?" "Say the wrong thing?" "You won't." "You'll be brilliant." "You both will." "Mum?" "What are you doing here?" "I just wanted to tell you that I'm dead proud of you." "I know I tried to persuade you not to do this, but I was wrong." "I've been wrong about a lot of things." "Yeah." "You have." "He's just feeling a bit nervous." "You know, about the trial." "No, I'm not." "Right." "You go." "I'm stopping." "Beth, you can't." "What about your community service?" "I don't care about my flippin' community service." "My son needs me." "I think I might have a solution." "But we've got to be quick." "Come on." "Where are we going?" "Just trust me." "I'll be back soon, I promise!" "See." "She does care." "My mum makes loads of promises." "She just never keeps them." "So, whose idea was it?" "Mine." "Well, congratulations, Gail." "Never even saw it coming." "Like a lamb to the slaughter." "You don't mean that." "Taken the only thing I had, and you crushed it." "Yeah, well, I'm glad." "Because that thing would have destroyed everybody who loves you." "Your kids, most of all." "They'd have understood, when they were older." "Hell, they might have even thanked me." "For putting yourself behind bars?" "For only being able to visit you twice a month?" "Come on, Gail." "You saw the film." "You can't go to prison if you're dead." "I know what you said." "You wouldn't have gone through with it." "You'd have changed your mind." "I wouldn't have had time to change my mind." "What do you mean?" "Are you sitting comfortably?" "I'll tell you the whole story." "Then I'll begin." "Once upon a time, there was a girl called Kylie." "She was married to David, and they had two beautiful children." "Then, one day, they decided they'd go to the land of sea and sunshine and pretty coloured fishes, and live happily ever after." "And Kylie was very happy." "But then, a nasty young man called Clayton came along." "And, just for the hell of it, just because he could... ..he stuck a knife between her ribs and he left her there to slowly bleed to death." "So David and the children, they were left all alone... ..and were all really sad." "But David was angry." "And the anger inside him grew and grew... ..to the point where he thought prison was not good enough for the nasty young man." "So do you know what David did?" "David went out and he got a car." "And he bought lots of petrol." "And on the day when the nasty young man was to appear in court," "David drove to court and he waited." "And while he waited, David doused himself and the car in petrol." "Then, when he saw the prison van approaching with the nasty young man inside..." "..he put his foot down hard, flicked open his lighter, and drove into the side of the van." "And boom." "The nasty young man was gone forever." "Of course, so was David." "But he didn't mind." "In some ways, it was sort of a relief." "You see, this isn't a fairytale, Gail." "There are no happy endings." "Doctor." "Hey." "I just wondered if I could have a quick word?" "Of course." "Last night, when you asked me if anything had happened... the thing is, I wasn't quite truthful." "The fact is we'd just had a blazing row." "And I wondered if - If that may have caused it?" "Yeah." "Well, stress can cause a sudden rise in blood pressure." "But, to be honest, it could have been anything, especially given your father's age." "(SIGHS) Right." "People often blame themselves, or look for reasons, when sometimes there's none to be had." "The best thing you can do now is concentrate on helping him to recover." "Yeah." "I will." "Thank..." "You'd thought it all through, hadn't you?" "Every last detail." "Except what would happen after." "How could you do that to your kids?" "Leaving them when they'd only just lost their mum?" "And what about us?" "And all the other poor souls whose lives you would have destroyed?" "The..." "The driver, the guards, the people passing by." "I mean, what about their families, eh?" "When they get the news that they'd lost a father, or a sister, or a child?" "How could you be so selfish?" "So wrapped up in your own grief, you couldn't see the grief you were causing?" "I know." "I know how hard it is for you." "I've been there." "Remember?" "And who knows, if I'd been on my own then..." "But I wasn't, thank God." "I had you...my kids." "And that's what I clung on to." "And that's what you've got to cling on to now." "Do you hear me?" "You have to keep going, for their sakes..." "No matter how painful." "Do you hear me?" "David?" "Answer me!" "Mum, what's happened?" "He's not answering me." "I got the silent treatment last night." "No, you don't understand." "David!" "Mum, calm down!" "What's the matter?" "He said..." "He said it would be a relief to kill himself!" "And there's been nothing since." "David!" "David!" "subtitles by Deluxe"