"(WEAKLY) Why do you think it's Daniel who's taken your car?" "We don't know that yet." "Where is he?" "That's what we want to know." "Funny that he's disappeared the same time as my car." "I thought it was hired." "So that makes it OK?" "Ah." "Morning, Dad." "How are you feeling?" "Is it you?" "You put this idea into Adam's head - that Daniel's taken his car?" "Why do you always assume that everything is down to me?" "(SIGHS) Long experience." "Do you need any help getting dressed?" "No, I'm fine." "OK." "Oh, Dad, don't forget that you've got your appointment with Dr Gaddas later." "No, no." "I haven't forgotten." "Erm..." "I think I might need a bit of help...getting in the shower." "Yeah, of course." "Oi." "I'm glad he didn't ask me to do that!" "Tracy...!" "Oh, come on." "Everybody says you're meant to have a sense of humour in these situations." "If you don't want to take me, just say so!" "What's the matter?" "I was asking Adam for a lift to school, and he fobbed me off, making out that his car's been stolen." "We all know you prefer Simon!" "His car has actually been stolen, love." "Oh." "Sorry!" "Didn't realise it was actually stolen." "What are you doing here, anyway?" "You'll be late for school." "Trying to cadge a lift." "Duh." "Anyway, got to go." "Bye!" "(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)" "So, where do you think Daniel is?" "I don't know, but he can't be at the flat,  because I've still got his keys." "But why would he say he's living with his mum, when he's clearly not?" "Well, maybe she's buried in the cellar." "With all her worldly possessions?" "I think we might be getting a bit carried away." "Yeah, or maybe there's more to perfect little Daniel than meets the eye." "Morning." "How are you feeling?" "How do you think I feel?" "We're burying Michael today." "Hey." "Ask a stupid question..." "Hey, I feel as bad about poor Michael as anyone." "If you hadn't got mixed up with that crook Vinny, this wouldn't have happened." "Come on." "Be fair." "Michael's had more heart attacks than I've had games of darts." "Anyway, today's not the day to be flinging around accusations." "Too right." "Michael deserves a decent send-off, and I'm not spending it refereeing between the pair of you." "(SIGHS) Come on, Mum." "Don't upset yourself - all right?" "I'm fine." "Poor Mum." "Like she's not been through  enough this year already." "And poor you, losing all that money on the flat." "I don't even want to think about it." "Not  today, anyway." "How's your mum?" "Not great." "I thought she'd want to come to the funeral..." "Hiya." "Have you heard any more about the flats?" "The police said it was  Vinny behind it all." "I'm burying my step-dad today." "I've got more important things to worry about." "Oh, sorry." "Well, that was embarrassing." "Typical me." "Open gob, insert foot." "Them flats have caused more chaos round here than Brexit." "Yeah, tell me about it (!" ")" "Can I just have a...cheese-and-onion on white, please?" "Yeah, go and sit down." "I'll bring it over." "Ta." "Sorry about that." "You'll give Gail my best, won't you?" "Yeah, course I will." "Ta." "How's your back?" "Got the all-clear to go back to work." "I've missed it." "Oh, that's good news!" "Is your mam thinking of coming back to work soon?" "Only, we  don't half miss her." "She's...she's struggling, to be honest." "Well, it was nice seeing her out and about yesterday." "Don't worry." "She's tough as old boots, is Anna." "Yeah." "She'll be back to her normal self in no time - you'll see." "Yeah." "Can me and Lily have breakfast in bed?" "What do you think it is - the Ritz?" "Please." "Lily wants to watch Tractor Tom." "All right." "Fine." "I'll bring it up, Your Highness." "Wicked!" "Well, he seems to be cheerful enough." "I think he's just pleased he doesn't have to go to another funeral." "Sally said she'd have them, and Harry, as well." "Blimey." "She doesn't know what she's letting herself in for.  (CHUCKLES)" "I gave him the speech again last night." "I said, 'It's not a funeral." "It's a celebration of Michael's life.' He'll be sick of hearing that." "Hey, come on." "No long faces today, please." "Right?" "Well, it's a funeral, Gran." "What do you want?" "Jazz-hands?" "(FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS)" "Who turned the kitchen into a branch of Subway?" "Er...can I get you any breakfast, Gran?" "Er...just a brew, love." "Thanks." "I can hear them now." "The neighbours." "Joking about how many husbands I've buried." "Darling..." "listen." "The only thing people will  be thinking today is:" "what a wonderful man Michael was." "And how much we're all gonna  miss him." "Happy 21st, handsome." "Oh, cheers." "I'm under orders not to open anything till later. (CHUCKLES)" "How's your gran?" "Cooking." "It's what she does when she's upset." "Don't expect me to cook like this for you when WE'RE married." "Don't be daft." "I've tasted your cooking. (LAUGHS)" "Shut up and kiss me, wifey." "Not until we're married, you beast!" "Gosh." "Those chickens are hungry this morning." "Let's hope we are tonight." "Your 21st should be a special occasion." "And with your Nikah next week, this should be  a time for family, for celebration." "Ah." "Look at the two of you." "When you were little, your grandfather and I  would dream of the day you'd marry." "(SIGHS) We always said our gift to you would be a trip home to Pakistan, to visit his family, so they could all meet your beautiful bride." "Hey, come on." "Today's supposed to be a happy day." "(SIGHS) I'm so proud of you, Zeedan." "Your father would be, too." "Promise me you won't let your grandfather's actions ruin today for  you." "Hey!" "Where's my car?" "What?" "We know what you did." "What are you on about?" "Back to the house." "I want answers." "No, wait." "Let's go to the cafe." "I don't want Dad  getting upset again." "Text Peter." "Tell him where we're gonna be, cos he's gonna want to know about this." "What?" "Come on." "(SIGHS)" "Pigeon?" "Er...no." "Flamingo (!" ")" "Global warming's a lot to answer for these days." "Back for good now, are you?" "Indeed I am." "And I hear you're taking in lodgers." "Oh, just bits and bats, whilst Emily's away." "I wondered if you had a vacancy." "What do you think?" "Two happy-go-lucky bachelors, living it up." "Might be fun." "Yeah..." "I was thinking of making fisherman's pie later." "What do you think?" "I just hope I can get my hands on some decent haddock." "Oh, that'll be lovely." "What are YOU doing here?" "Come to break another woman's heart?" "Or is it just a passing visit?" "FYI, I'm hoping it's just the latter." "Well, as you can see, I'm well catered for in the 'happy-go-lucky bachelors' department." "Oh, hello, Ken." "Good to see you up and about again." "Thank you." "Sounds like you've got a full house at your place. (CHUCKLES)" "How lovely to have the family gathered together." "Yes." "Daniel's great." "He's a very thoughtful lad." "He read to me the whole time I was in hospital." "How long has it been since you last saw him?" "Oh, years." "It's just a pity... that it's taken this for us to reconnect." "Will you tell Tracy I'm here?" "Oh, she's not here." "Oh." "Right." "Well, I'd better get going." "Doctor's appointment." "Bye." "Bye." "What can I get you?" "Four teas." "What's the magic word?" "Abracadabra?" "Just fetch the teas, will you?" "Please." "What on earth is all this about?" "Is Dad OK?" "Don't you dare use Dad to wriggle your way out of this one." "Where's my car?" "I've told you - I haven't taken your car." "So, where were you last night?" "Out, with a mate." "I'd lost my keys, so I crashed on his sofa, instead of knocking you lot up." "He's lying." "I can tell he's lying." "Do you know something?" "It's a good job, actually, because I went to your flat." "And one thing is crystal-clear, Daniel - you are not living with your mam." "You did what?" "Is this why you kept me talking last night?" "Answer the question." "There is no woman living at that flat - it was obvious." "Whose flat is it, Daniel?" "The truth." "I told you." "It's mine and my mum's." "So, where's your mum?" "Yeah, where is that tart of a hairdresser?" "Don't talk about my mum like that!" "What are you hiding, Daniel?" "Eh?" "Where is she?" "You can sit there with that sulky look on your face all you like, mate, but we're not leaving until " "She left." "OK?" "Left?" "Oh, this should be good!" "Yes." "Left." "When I was 15." "I'm so sorry about Michael." "I know how close you were." "Thanks." "He was a lovely guy." "He was liked by everyone." "Yeah, not everyone." "Just put Pat out of your mind." "Let's just concentrate on giving Michael the goodbye he deserves." "Yeah?" "Hiya." "Hi." "How's Zeedan?" "Difficult to tell." "Not much of a birthday, when  he's fallen out with you and your granddad's done a runner." "God, the mess he's left behind..." "What are you doing here?" "I came to drop off a card and present for Zee." "He could pick them up tomorrow." "Why not bring them yourself?" "Because I don't want a row." "And I really  can't face seeing Gran right now." "How's she  coping?" "Cooking enough to feed the 5,000, I suppose?" "(CHUCKLES) Spot on." "You should come over." "Someone's got to  make the first move." "I was 15." "Mum and I had been going through a bad patch." "Ever since Dad went back to Deirdre, she...she just went downhill." "Eventually said she needed to get away." "And she just left you behind?" "No, she asked me to go with her." "But I had my mates, my GCSEs." "I couldn't..." "I didn't know  what to do." "Phew." "So, she just upped and left?" "Can I get you anything else?" "No, no." "We're good, thanks." "Listen." "We should go back." "I think Dad needs to hear this." "Come on." "Keep the change." "To apologise for her." "Oh, cheers." "Make it a tenner and she can be as rude as she likes." "I don't know." "I can't just throw him out." "I mean, he's a very good lodger." "Oh, is he?" "Does he never wake you up when he  comes in late?" "And I can't imagine you have  much in common, TV-wise." "Oh, well, he does talk all the way through David Attenborough." "Does he never have his music on just a bit too loud?" "I must admit there is a certain constant disco beat, whenever he's in the  house." "How about we say £10 more than Sean pays?" "But that's my final offer." "Well..." "Where's your mum?" "She's not feeling up to it still." "Well, tell her we understand, after everything  she's been through." "No." "Not today." "Sure you don't want to come?" "No." "Todd's right." "Too many people blame me for what Vinny did." "I don't want it kicking off." "It's not fair on Gail." "Yeah." "Too right." "Ready?" "Just a minute." "Would you like to come in the car with us?" "Me?" "Well, you loved him, too." "Once." "And I think it would make him smile, knowing  that we'd patched things up." "I'd like that very much." "Thank you." "Any more showers and you're going to grow gills." "It's the only place in this house I can get some peace." "How are you doing?" "Really." "I don't want to think about it." "Not today." "To be honest, I'm more concerned about the Haq Mahr for your wedding." "Gran, Rana doesn't care about that." "She may not, but her parents will." "Are they for me?" "No." "They're for your gran." "Me?" "It's not MY birthday." "From me." "To say 'thank you' for always making me feel so welcome here." "That's enough of this." "It's a celebration." "Let's  behave like it is." "We've...got a visitor, actually." "(DOOR OPENS)" "But...the food's nowhere near ready." "That's OK." "I've already eaten." "What, you didn't think I'd get my little brother a present on his 21st?" "No, I must say I'm more than a little surprised you've managed to work with Tracy so long." "Oh, she's not that bad, really." "Underneath." "It's quite refreshing, getting to know someone who doesn't care what anybody thinks." "I wish I was a little bit more like her in that respect." "What on earth does that mean?" "It means she doesn't let people push her about." "What's not to admire about that?" "Oh, Sean, what's your measured opinion of Tracy Barlow?" "Cow." "My point exactly." "The trouble with you is, you always see the good in people." "Well, it's better than always seeing the bad." "Tracy and Mary?" "Talk about the odd couple!" "Ooh, be careful." "That's what people say about us." "Anyway, just this, please, roomie." "Oh...that reminds me." "I have a proposition for you." "Go on." "Well, how would you like a £5-a-week rent reduction?" "Well, I'm sure it's not going to change my life dramatically, but it's better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick." "What's brought this on?" "It's just that..." "I have someone else wanting to move in, and...they want Emily's room." "Right." "And where will I go?" "I thought the front room." "Eh?" "Well, that's where you used to live when you were with Eileen, wasn't it?" "And I've got a very comfy put-you-up in the attic, and if we just pushed the piano back a bit " "A put-you-up?" "!" "What, you're just gonna shove me up against the piano?" "How pathetic's that gonna look to a gentleman caller?" "You never have a gentleman caller." "Oh, thank you for reminding me (!" ")" "Now, Sean, be reasonable " "Reasonable?" "I'm insulted." "And more than a little bit hurt." "I thought we were bobbing along nicely." "Oh, we do bob along nicely." "Well, your idea of 'bobbing along' is very different to mine." "And with that, I shall bid you good day." "No, look, Sean - I said: good day!" "(SIGHS)" "She just left you?" "I refused to go." "Is everyone just swallowing this?" "Shut up, Adam." "She left me a debit card." "Made payments onto it regularly." "I just made out like she was still there." "I  was terrified I'd be taken into care, otherwise." "She never made any contact?" "I'd get a visit or a phone call at Christmas, birthdays." "But no, never a forwarding address." "What is she playing at?" "Why didn't you call me?" "I didn't know it was an option." "I'd only met you a few times." "I don't believe a word." "That doesn't make it any less true." "Look, if it is true, and I'm still trying to get my head round it... ..that must have been really awful." "So, who's this guy who's been hanging around?" "What guy?" "Looks like a loan shark, according to Tracy." "How can anyone look like a loan shark?" "Er...dead behind the eyes." "Cheap suit." "(SIGHS)" "Er...a few months ago, the payments started to become erratic." "Er..." "I got behind on the mortgage." "Bills." "Erm...so I took one of those loans out that you see on the telly." "Then I fell behind with that, too." "So, this guy could be looking for you?" "Could be." "So, that's why you've taken my car?" "I haven't taken your car!" "So where is it?" "I need a glass of water." "I'll get it." "No, no." "I'll get it." "You've been lying all along, so why should we believe you now?" "What makes you think that I care what YOU believe?" "Come on." "At least open her card." "You think a birthday card lets her off the hook?" "We're in debt, thanks to her." "No." "You have your grandfather to thank for that." "Please, Zee." "Isn't now the time we should be pulling together, trying to find a way out of this mess?" "Zeedan, at least have the good manners to  open your sister's present." "(SIGHS)" "Oh, wow." "They look like good ones." "Expensive, too." "What are you doing spending money on these?" "It's your 21st." "Well, next time you feel like splashing the cash, how about sorting out our debts first, before buying rubbish like this?" "That was unnecessary." "True, though." "You didn't have to be that cruel." "Don't tell ME how to behave." "You're the one who brought her." "I was trying to do my best for this family." "But if you want to tear it apart even further, you  go for it." "Happy birthday." "Are you OK, Dad?" "I know it must have come as a shock." "How could she leave him like that?" "For what?" "Five, six years?" "Crazy, I know." "But he's here now." "We can help him, rally round." "Can we?" "With me like this, and everyone at each other's throats?" "Ah, it's just banter, Dad." "You don't understand." "(SIGHS) When I went to see Dr Gaddas..." "Oh, God." "Tracy was supposed to go with you." "It doesn't matter." "It does matter." "Just listen." "OK." "My blood pressure is still way too high." "The doctor said I've got to avoid stress of any kind... ..or I could have another  stroke." "And the next one could be fatal." "subtitles by Deluxe"