"Do you have a feeling when you make love with Donald?" "Like you're flying?" "No." "Because he does not know how to please you." "You come in from work, you read the paper, you don't even talk to me." "Give us your new address, I'd like to let you know what I have." "It's, um, 48 Latchmere Crescent." "Just tell Donald you're leaving." "And go where?" "I've got a baby to think of, what can I do?" "Our Margaret's left Eric, she's gone to live with the Rington's tea man." "People are saying terrible things about her." "Well, let them, as long as he makes her happy." "It seems like his wife opened a letter from another woman and found out he was planning to leave her." "GUN SHOT" "BABY CRIES" "Looking back, I took a turn for the worse on the day I was due to meet Mark's new in-laws." "I'd been all right till then." "Well, I say all right, I suppose I'd just kept myself busy being a mother." "That's not to say I didn't think about the life I could've had with him, Craze." "It's over 30 years now since he was shot and I never told a single soul how I felt." "I just pushed it down, buried it and got on with me life." "Notts County today." "Yeah, he's gone, I hope he'll be all right." "About bloody time." "I thought I'd make a traditional Yorkshire meal with Mark's in-laws coming all the way from Australia." "Piss off!" "I thought it was important that they knew what kind of family their daughter was marrying into." "And it was good because it gave me summat else to think about, other than the wedding." "Dig deep!" "Me sister Margaret's become all political since she married her third husband Mal." "He's a miner, works at Colton Wood pit." "Oi, Betty!" "Betty!" "Oh, hello love, I didn't realise it were you." "Are you coming to the women's group tonight?" "I can't, love, Joe's parents are coming round for a meal." "Oh, when did they arrive?" "Thursday." "Mark said they were 'jet-lagged', I think he means tired." "Anyway, love, I can't stop, I've got lots to do." "We're going to Wivenhoe docks next week if you want to come with us." "'The Rington's tea man only lasted 18 months." "'He went off with a common-looking woman from Alcoholics Anonymous.'" "What did your Margaret want?" "She wanted to know if I was going to the women's group tonight." "I hope you told her no." "I told her we had company coming round." "And then she met Mal at Colton Wood Working Men's Club, and fell head over heels." "He bought her a lovely present for her 50th." "Off she went like the girl in the Nimble advert screaming and hanging onto Mal for dear life." "Oh, what a lovely thing to do." "Wait till it's time to come down, that basket hasn't got wheels, you know." "She'll hit the ground with a bloody great bump." "Ever the romantic." "He bought me an automatic washing machine for mine." "You're quiet." "I was just thinking." "He'll be all right, he knows how to look after himself." "Them bovver boys go to the match just to cause trouble." "I wish he wouldn't go." "Well, maybe Jo'll put the foot down once they're married." "I hope she doesn't start bossing him about." "THEY TALK IN NATIVE TONGUE" "He kept that quiet." "What?" "Ron never said he'd sold to Indians." "Why should he?" "You'd have thought he'd have mentioned it, that's all, as a courtesy." "Honestly, Donald." "Hiya, If you need anything, give me a shout." "Thank you." "My name's Parinita." "You can call me Nita." "Oh, that's lovely." "I'm Betty." "Betty." "What are you stood there for?" "Open the door!" "I won't know how many bottles of milk to order." "What are you talking about?" "After he's gone." "There you go, take one of your happy pills, make you feel better." "'..rising unemployment could lead to further riots in the inner city.'" "They're not happy pills, they're anti-depressants." "I've been taking them for weeks now, I don't feel any different." "And that doesn't help either, all that doom and gloom, who wants to listen to that?" "He was always going to get married, love." "I know that." "You'll still see him, just not as often." "Jo's flat's 15 minutes away in a car and we can invite them over for Sunday dinner." "It won't be the same." "You can start setting that table." "Don't use them plates, use the best ones." "We're back!" "Thank God for that." "Guess what, we won!" "You all right?" "Yeah, you daft ha'peth." "There's some beers in the fridge." "Told you." "Nice one." "About bloody time they won summat." "Listen, darling, I didn't know which trousers you wanted to wear tonight so I've ironed both yer jeans and yer new black trousers, they're on yer bed." "What am I going to do when I don't have you to look after me, eh?" "Jo's not going to be ironing yer kegs for you, mate." "She can't even bloody cook, pardon my French, Mrs S." "It's all right, he can come home if he gets hungry." "So, it's tonight they find out their daughter's marrying a plonker, is it?" "Piss off!" "Come here and say that." "Come on, fat boy, come on." "Watch me dad's garden." "See you later." "See you later, mate." "Shit!" "Hiya." "Hi." "It's all right, I'll get that." "Thank you." "It's a great album." "Yeah." "It is a good album." "Do you want a hand?" "No, it's all right, I can manage, thanks." "You moving in then?" "Looks like it." "Great." "I'm Mark, by the way." "Pleased to meet you, Mark." "I'd shake but you've got a box." "Don't tape over me Juliet Bravo will you, I haven't watched it yet." "I'm not, I've started a new one." "What side's Starsky and Hutch on anyway?" "I don't know, have a look in the paper." "Why he can't do it himself, I don't know." "Oh, my God, they're here." "Go and tell him." "Have you got the wine?" "Dad?" "I didn't know they made wine in Australia." "Don't say that, they'll think we never drink the stuff." "Well, we don't." "Yeah, we've got a very healthy wine industry, Don, in fact it's booming." "It's Donald." "Eh?" "Donald." "Yes, we've even got McDonalds." "Plenty of takeaways." "He's a bit deaf." "In fact there's nothing much we're short of." "So he's not going to starve." "How do you mean?" "Sorry about that, I just had to put the Yorkshires in, they'll only be a couple of minutes." "Start, don't let it go cold." "I think Jo's talking about when they live there." "Live where?" "Have I missed something?" "No, no, we're just talking about McDonalds." "Let me help you pour that wine, Dad." "Mark?" "Mm?" "What?" "What's the matter?" "Nothing." "It's fine." "I don't believe it, you haven't told them, have you?" "Told us what?" "Oh, for God's sake." "Sit down, Joanne." "I'm sorry, I can't keep telling lies." "Jo?" "Sorry." "I don't understand." "I think you'd better tell us what's going on, son." "Well, it's no big deal." "They've decided to give Australia a go, that's all." "A, a go?" "And if it doesn't work, then we're going to come back." "You're going to live in Australia?" "Well, there's not much happening here, is there?" "And, you know, it looks like in a month or two I'll be out of a job." "Jo's contract's come to an end and we want to start... a family, so..." "So it makes perfect sense." "He can help me, business is booming, VCRs are flying off the shelves." "It's the other side of the world." "I know how you feel, Betty." "It was the same for us when Jo moved over here, but you sort of get used to it and there's always the telephone." "Excuse me." "I'm just going to..." "It hit Christine pretty hard, because Joanne's real mum comes from this neck of the woods, in fact just a couple of miles from here." "I'm sorry, I don't know what..." "We used to live in Lancashire and we adopted Jo when she was a couple of months old." "We couldn't have kids so it was adoption or nothing." "All we knew about the mother was that she gave birth in Askham Grange prison." "And when Jo was about three-and-a-half, in fact just before she started school," "Christine and I decided to take up the Government on their Ten Pound Pom offer." "Right." "That's why when we heard that Joanne had got a contract over here," "Christine, God bless her, was convinced it was an excuse to look for her real mother and that we'd never see her again." "So you can imagine our relief when we heard she'd met Mark and she was coming home." "Bloody hell, what's happened?" "Hang on, I think we've got a torch in the drawer." "Is it a power cut?" "I don't think so, electricians are against strike." "They've been digging up the road outside though." "What did we do with all them candles, Betty?" "Oh, come on, love, it's not that bad." "Where are you going, Betty?" "Betty, love." "SHE SOBS" "What are you doing, love?" "Where are yer?" "Betty?" "Oh, there you are." "I know it's a shock and it's a big thing for us to get our brains round," "but we'll get used to the idea." "Anyway, we've still got each other." "Betty, did you hear what I said, love?" "Come on, love, you can't stay up here all night, we've got guests." "Tell them to go home!" "You lied to me, you told me you'd told them." "I did tell her, I said we were going over for a bit, she thought I meant a honeymoon...." "A bit?" "Were you just going to write them a letter?" "When were you going to tell me?" "Or were you just waiting to embarrass me in front of both our parents?" "Jo, the last thing I want to do..." "I don't know how the bloody hell you're going to put this right, lad, she's beside herself." "KNOCK ON DOOR" "I'll get it." "Hi." "Hi." "We don't have any candles, I just wondered if you had any spare?" "Candles?" "Sorry, it's just you just look so different with your clothes on." "I mean, in your costume." "Sari, whatever you call it!" "I'll take that as a compliment." "Yeah, yeah, it was meant as..." "What are you doing?" "I was..." "This is our new next door neighbour, she'd just come round to see if we had any spare candles." "Hi, I'm Jo, Mark's fiance." "Pleased to meet you." "I'll just go see if we've got any." "Were you flirting with her?" "Oh, God, anything else?" "Sorry, I think we've only got four spare." "That's great, thanks." "My pleasure." "I didn't get your name." "Asha." "Asha." "It means 'in the twinkling of an eye'." "Beautiful." "There we go." "Jo?" "I can manage." "Come on, just let me..." "Thank you." "Well, I'm sorry how things turned out, it's not like Betty to take to her bed." "We understand." "It's just a pity we didn't get to taste the Yorkshire puddings, that's all." "Another time, eh?" "Perhaps she'll make them when you come over to Oz." "Me dad won't be coming over, he doesn't fly." "There's nothing to it, once you're up, I mean, you forget you're in the air." "Right well, er, thanks for a great night." "Pleasure." "Will you tell Mark's mum I had no idea she didn't know?" "Of course, love." "Ooh!" "Just as you're leaving, bloody typical." "And there was light!" "I'll just see them out." "Come on, love." "Jo, come on." "OK." "Bye bye." "Good night." "Good night, Don." "We'll have time for us now." "We can go off on weekends to Whitby, to that guest house you like." "I don't want to talk about it." "Where are you going?" "I'm going to make a start on them pots." "It's ten past eleven!" "I'm sorry, Mam." "I was going to do all that." "Are you going to talk to me?" "No." "Look, I know this is a big shock for you." "The reason I didn't tell you before is because I didn't want to hurt you." "You have hurt me, Mark." "You've broken me heart." "You've still got me dad?" "I don't love him." "I've never loved him." "Mam!" "It's the truth." "Why did you marry him then?" "I don't know." "Because he asked me, because he could dance." "Because he could dance?" "You must've felt something for him, cos you stayed with him all these years." "I should've left him when I had the chance." "Because..." "..there was someone else." "What?" "Someone I loved." "He used to live in the flat below us in Reginald Terrace." "They called him Craze, short for Crazenovski, he was Polish." "Wait a minute, I don't... ..what are you saying?" "We had a bit of a...thing." "An affair, if you like." "Went on for a few months." "I can't stop thinking about you, Betty." "'He wanted me to run away with him.'" "Why didn't you then?" "I don't know." "I couldn't." "He had no job and he owed money to everyone." "You were just a baby, I had to put you first." "Anyway, in the end his wife shot him." "Shit!" "What did she do that for?" "Cos of me, cos she found a letter I wrote him." "God." "I really, really loved him, Mark, with every breath in my body." "Come here, come here." "She can't be Craze's and Moira's daughter, it'd be too much of a coincidence." "Yes, but they took Moira to Askham Grange," "I know that because Mr Solomon told me and she's the right age," "Margaret, and come to think of it she looks like Craze." "No, she doesn't, she's just got the same colouring, that's all." "Betty, love, yer clutching at straws." "Are you coming with us or what?" "# You'll go down for the pigs today You'll never believe your eyes" "# There's pickets, pickets everywhere They're fighting for jobs" "# The Tories don't care" "# Since the day McGregor took over the coal board. #" "And what if she is their daughter?" "What difference does it make?" "It's not like she's related, is it?" "Not like she's your blood?" "You're just trying to come up with a reason for him not to marry Jo and then he won't have to go off and live in Australia." "That's all it is, be honest." "It's not just that." "Come here." "What you like?" "Don't tell me you still think about him after all this time?" "I loved him, Margaret." "I know you did." "I've still got all this... ..stuff inside." "I just can't explain." "You've got to get yourself a life, Betty." "There's a lot going on, you should get involved with things and stop thinking about him and the past and stop fretting about your Mark." "You don't understand, Mark is my life now." "Well, he shouldn't be, that's bloody crazy." "I haven't got anything else." "Only cos you don't want anything else." "You don't get a medal for stopping with Donald, you know?" "We've moved on, love." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You could divorce him, you could go to college." "You could get yourself a job." "College?" "Things have changed, love, but you've stayed the same." "You've lost yerself, Betty." "You've lost who you are." "CROWD:" "Scab, scab, scab!" "I'd better go." "Donald will be wondering where I am." "Scab, scab, scab!" "What about you?" "Right, come on, girls!" "It's not like yer mother not to leave a note if she's going to be late." "She's probably with Auntie Margaret." "Yeah, that's what I'm worried about, she's a bad influence." "And you know what yer mother's been like lately." "Yeah, well, happen if you treated her right." "This has got nothing to do with me, lad." "This is all about you flitting off to bloody Australia." "Is it?" "Might've known it'd be my fault." "She was on those tablets before she found out I was going." "Yeah, she went on 'em week after you told her you were engaged!" "Truth is, Dad, if you showed her a bit of affection sometimes instead of..." "What?" "Instead of what?" "Criticising her, telling her what to do all the time." "If you just put your arm round her once in a while, told he that you loved her.." "Steady on, now just hold your horses." "Since when did you become an expert in married life?" "Since I realised that me mother was so unhappy." "You have no bloody idea what you're talking about." "Haven't I?" "I'm not blind, I've seen how you are with her, Dad." "Oh, right, go on then, what've you seen?" "Last Tuesday." "She made you steak and kidney pie, green beans and roast potatoes." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "She was in here fussing around as usual putting your dinner on a tray with your salt and pepper, knife and fork, little bit of kitchen roll brought it through to you in the living room." "You were sat there watching the news." "So?" "You never even looked at her!" "You just took the tray off her." "I'm thinking, "Go on, say it", say that little magic word that you always taught me to say when I was a kid, but no, you eyes never left that telly." "That was..." "Oh, I tell a lie, Dad, you did say something. "Gravy"!" "That's what you said." "No, I didn't." "You did, Dad." "You said "Gravy"!" "And did you ever wonder why I always eat me dinner on a tray in front of telly?" "There's no point me saying anything..." "I'll tell you why, your mother wants to wait and have hers with you." "That's why." "And I'd sit here listening to the pair of you in't kitchen, laughing." "We weren't laughing at you." "You don't get it, do you?" "What?" "It's that I wasn't included." "Sometimes I'm like a stranger in my own home." "Do you know what that feels like?" "You're paranoid." "DOOR SHUTS We're in here, Mam!" "You never let me in, either of you, and that's a fact." "I'm sorry I'm late." "I've got us some pizzas for our teas." "Pizzas?" "!" "Oh, lovely." "We was just wondering where you were, that's all." "I'm off up to get washed." "Have you two been rowing again?" "I'm bloody sick of getting the blame for everything in this house." "Have you spoken to Jo yet, love?" "I tried ringing her, but she hasn't rung me back." "Well, that's no way to carry on." "We're supposed to be getting married in a week, she can't even be bothered to pick up the phone." "I tell you, if everything hadn't been arranged and her parents hadn't..." "Things can be unarranged, love." "You have to be sure she's the right one." "The thing is, if you love someone, you shouldn't be thinking about someone else, should you?" "What do you mean, love?" "That lass from next door." "No, forget it, it's stupid." "No, no, no, have you got feelings for her?" "Right, what are we having with this pizza then?" "Nothing." "It's got everything on them, you just have them on their own." "Now, are you going to have it in there and watch the news?" "# Some day I'm going to write" "# The story of my life" "# I'll tell about the night we met" "# And how my heart can't forget" "# The way you smiled at me. #" "They always smell so much better when you can get them out in the fresh air, don't they?" "I didn't see you there." "Are you settling in all right?" "Oh, yes, it's so much quieter here in the suburbs, but do you often have power cuts?" "Oh, no, not since the three-day week." "Donald thinks it was something to do with the roadworks." "Thank you for the candles you gave to my niece, we couldn't have managed without them." "That'll have been our Mark." "Is your niece staying with you then?" "Just while she's at university, she's studying engineering." "Engineering?" "She's a very clever girl." "My brother was worried about her living in the city centre with the riots." "Yeah." "I think her and our Mark quite hit if off." "Perhaps they could be friends, you know, and go out together." "No, no, I don't think that would be possible." "My brother has someone in mind for Asha, a friend of the family, he's studying to be a chiropodist." "Betty!" "I'd better go." "What are you doing home at this time?" "I've been laid off." "They called eight of us into the office and told us they were making us redundant." "No." "Over 30 years I've grafted at that forge." "Bastards." "Your dad's been made redundant." "Well, I saw that coming." "I sorted some stuff out for the miners' jumble sale." "I won't be needing any of that lot any more." "You only got this at Christmas." "What's wrong with it?" "Nothing, nothing but it's going be hot over there, I won't be needing jumpers." "So you and Jo have made it up then?" "Yeah, yeah, I think it was a bit of pre-wedding nerves, for both of us." "What about the Indian girl?" "I don't know her, not really, do I?" "And besides, I love Jo." "She makes me happy." "I didn't see her for three nights on the trot and I missed her like hell." "Sit down." "I know this is going be tough for you." "Her dad was telling us that her real mother gave birth to her in Askham Grange prison." "Yeah, so?" "So that was about the same time as Craze's wife was in there and she was pregnant as well." "What you trying to say, Mam?" "I don't know... ..I've just got a bad feeling, that's all." "Any chance of some money for the miners, love?" "Cheers, love, thank you very much, cheers." "Support the miners!" "Support the miners!" "Can I help you?" "Yes, I'm trying to find a friend of mine, she was in Askham Grange prison in the '50s, she had a baby." "Moira Crazenovski." "Well, that'll be Â£5 for a certificate." "I don't want a certificate, I just want to know whether she had a boy or a girl." "I'm afraid I can't tell you that." "We have to issue certificates and it costs £5." "Spare change?" "I'm so sorry, but I'm going to have to have me pound back." "I've got to pay for a certificate and I haven't enough money." "I can't open the tin, love, but I might have a bit of change of me own." "Hold on." "Thank you, I'd be ever so grateful." "Have you heard the latest?" "The NUM have called a conference about going back to work." "They're going to put it to a vote." "Oh, that's terrible." "If you've just got another 5p, love." "Hold on." "There you go." "Oh, thank you, love, thank you." "Cheers, love." "I'm sorry, there's a note attached to that file, so for legal purposes we can't issue a certificate for that particular entry." "I just want to know whether or not she had her adopted?" "You know, don't you?" "Can't you just tell me?" "Can't you just say yes, or no, or nod your head?" "It wouldn't bloody hurt you, would it, just to shake or nod your head!" "My son is going to make the biggest mistake of his life and it'll be your fault!" "There's your money back and I'd like you to leave right now or I'm going to have to call for security." "Look, I don't care about bloody security, just tell me." "Get off me!" "You're hurting my arm." "You all right, love?" "# I cried a tear" "# Because of you" "# I cried a tear" "# Because we're through" "# I cried a tear" "# What else could I do?" "# But cry and sigh" "# For love of you. #" "Are you from the welfare?" "No, no, I used to live here years ago." "There isn't someone called Moira living here, is there?" "No, honey, just me and me family, we're waiting to be rehoused." "Stop looking at her and come on." "Come on, hurry up." "So what happens if the weather's bad, do I get me money back?" "Can you hang on a minute?" "Where the hell've you been?" "York." "Why can't anyone ever bring the milk in?" "The birds have pecked the cream." "Are you all right?" "What are you doing home at this time?" "I've been made redundant." "Oh, yes, I forgot." "How can you forget?" "Give me strength." "Mark and Jo are in there waiting for you." "Are you still there, Mr Fairburn?" "Hiya, Mum." "Hi." "Hi." "We took the afternoon off work to go through a few last-minute wedding things." "Lovely." "And we thought we'd take you out for tea." "Oh, no, love." "I'm not up to it, love, sorry." "Come on, Mum, it'll get you out from under Dad's feet." "All right, then." "So I think my cousins aren't going to come." "Well, we can see them when we're out there." "I don't know what you've brought me here for." "You're always saying how much you like it." "Craze, you're going to tip the boat!" "Give up!" "Open your legs." "No." "Open them." "Who's going to see?" "Mam!" "What?" "You weren't listening." "I was just saying we'll go to that lakeside chippie." "Oh, no, no, I'm not hungry." "Anyway, your dad'll be in a mood, he's been on his own all day." "We'll take him a fishcake home." "First there's someone we'd like you to meet." "What?" "Hi!" "Sorry we're late." "I was worried I might have missed you." "This is my mum, Betty." "I'm so pleased to meet you, I've heard such a lot about you." "This is my birth mother, Ingrid." "Your birth mother?" "Yeah." "I had to give Jo up for adoption when she were two month old, but thank the Lord she found me again last year." "We thought you two should meet." "It might put your mind at rest a bit." "We'll find the right time to tell Mum and Dad." "Of course, I was ecstatic when I got the letter." "There hadn't a day gone by when I hadn't thought of you." "Pity she's going back to Australia then, in't it?" "We've invited Ingrid to the wedding." "Won't your mum and dad wonder who she is?" "No, they won't know half the people there, they'll just think she's my aunty or something." "Right, I'm going to get my dad's fishcake and pay the bill." "No, Mark, I'll get that." "No, you won't, it's fine, honestly." "I'll come with you, let you two get to know each other." "Jo told me that you'd got concerns." "No, not really." "Well, when her father told me you'd given birth to her in Askham Grange prison" "I thought maybe you were the woman who shot her husband at the fairground." "I didn't want Mark making a mistake." "Why would it have been a mistake?" "That was a crime of passion." "How do you know?" "Cos we were friends and she told me." "We were both pregnant so they put us to work in the laundry." "I was 19 and Moira took me under her wing." "They transferred her to Holloway after she'd had the baby and she got out in '71." "We used to send Christmas cards every year and then we just sort of lost touch." "Last I heard, she was living in a women's refuge in Garforth." "# Going to the chapel and we're gonna get married" "# Going to the chapel and we're gonna get married" "# Gee I really love you and we're gonna get married" "# Going to the chapel of love" "# Spring is here, la la la Sky is blue, wo wo wo" "# Birds all sing as if they knew" "# Today's the day we'll say "I do"" "# And we'll never be lonely any more" "# Because we're going to the chapel... #" "Margaret and Graham are here, Mam!" "Mal's had to go down to London to vote on the strike, they don't think he's going to make it back up for the reception." "Well, someone has to look after this country, we can't all just flit off to Australia and leave it to go to rack and ruin." "I've ironed all your shirts, your suits are both in there, both dry-cleaned." "And your toiletries and your wash bag in that front compartment." "I don't know what to do with all these records and stuff, all your paraphernalia." "I tell you what." "I'll just shove them up here, out of the way." "You don't half keep a load of junk, you know you've still got my old highchair up there?" "I kept it, just in case you had a little..." "Might as well give it away now." "I should've had some rubber soles put on these shoes, they're not going to last two minutes." "I'm worried about her, it's such a wrench him going to live over there." "Well, the real problem is she's being too much of a mother and not enough of a wife." "For God's sake, Donald, you sound like someone from the dark ages, what's the matter with you?" "And don't you go telling her..." "Uncle Donald, news'll be on soon." "You're just going to have to bite the bullet and fly, otherwise you'll lose her." "What do you mean, lose her?" "Hiya." "Now then, what a picture you look." "Ah, you look lovely, Betty." "You'll put them Ozzies to shame." "So do you, love." "Oh, God, this is it." "'A vote, Mr Scargill said, for leaving things as they were." "'Then a narrow conference vote brought a tight-lipped Mr Scargill to this announcement." "'The conference has decided 'that the National Union of Mineworkers 'shall organise a return to work on Tuesday.'" "Oh, no." "It can't be." "What?" "They're mad." "'And that the dispute in this industry will continue 'until the aims are completely fulfilled...'" "No." "I don't believe it." "That's it, we've lost, we'll lose the pit and all those jobs, it'll all go." "It's all right, Mum." "Yeah, but you'll still have your Graham." "'We've decided to go back for a whole range of reasons, 'the conference today." "One of the reasons is...'" "# I know this much is... #" "Do you think the weather's going to hold up?" "It's looking a bit cloudy up there." "Don't worry, if it rains we'll just do photos indoors at Parkside." "'He'd like me to play A Certain Smile, by Johnny Mathis.'" "I have this record." "So have I." "Then we have to dance to it." "Come on, what are you frightened of?" "Nothing." "# A certain face" "# Can lead an unsuspecting heart" "# On a merry chase" "# A fleeting glance" "# Can say so many lovely things" "# Suddenly you'll know" "# Why my heart sings... #" "Betty?" "Craze!" "What you doing, Mam?" "Cra..." "I'm so sorry." "That's all right." "I thought you were..." "I thought you were somebody else, I'm so sorry." "Betty?" "What are you doing?" "Nothing, I just thought he was someone else, that's all." "Is she all right?" "Oh, for heaven's sake, will you all stop fussing?" "Make her happy, won't you?" "I'll try my best." "Got the ring, haven't you?" "You look lovely." "Thank you." "I've been in touch with Moira and she said..." "What did you do that for?" "I'm sorry, I thought you said..." "What's the matter?" "Betty?" "Who is she?" "You all right, Mum?" "Nobody, nothing." "Don't ask me about this wedding, I don't know anything." "ORGAN PLAYS: # "Here Comes The Bride" "Dad, you're going to make me cry!" "Please be seated." "I'm having one of my flushes." "Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God..." "I wish I'd brought my fan." "..to join together this man and woman in holy matrimony." "Marriage is a gift of God..." "I don't think I've got a tissue." "Just take deep breaths, love, you'll be all right." "It is given that as man and woman grow together in love and trust, they shall be united with one another in heart, body and mind as Christ is united..." "# Never know how much I love you" "# Never know how much I care" "# When you put your arms around me" "# I get fever that's so hard to bear, you give me fever. #" "..Husband and wife together in the delight and tenderness of sexual union." "In which each member of the family..." "What is it, Betty?" "..may find strength, companionship..." "I've got to get out of this place." "Betty!" "Where are you going?" "Marriage is a way of life made holy by God." "CONGREGATION WHISPERS" "Is she all right?" "Just carry on." "Sorry, love, I thought it was the bride and groom." "WINGS FLAP" "# Fever in the morning" "# Fever all through the night. #" "Oh!" "You bloody stupid bitch!" "What do you think you're playing at?" "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." "She's going to miss her son getting married." "Yes, Margaret, I'm well aware of that." "Well, she might be stood outside the door waiting to get back in." "Rings, please." "# Romeo loved Juliet" "# Juliet, she felt the same" "# When he put his arms around her... #" "Just pull round this corner and drop me at the end." "Thanks." "That was very good of you." "I can walk from here." "Oh, hello, love." "Betty!" "Betty!" "You have a visitor." "What?" "She's in my house." "No!" "I don't want to see anybody." "Tell them I'm not here." "But I found her fainted on your doorstep." "You must see her!" "Yes, yes!" "Come, come." "Come, come." "Look who I found." "Hello, Betty, love." "It's me, Moira!" "I feel so stupid." "I didn't even know if I'd got the right house." "Ingrid phoned and I just wanted to leave a card and present for your Mark." "I came over all funny." "I said I didn't think you'd be back till later on." "So you were two neighbours like us?" "Yeah!" "Betty was the only one who'd talk to me." "She used to live in the flat below us." "Oh, how nice of you to make contact again, go over old things." "I'm just making some tea." "Oh, please, Betty." "Please, sit, sit." "Hey, she's all right, her, in't she?" "I thought all Indian houses smelt of curry, but this one don't." "It's not much." "It's..." "It's a... nesting box." "We make them at the centre I go to." "Ingrid said your Mark's a lovely lad." "He's going to live in Australia." "Oh, well she never told me that." "There you go." "I don't want to see you again near my garden!" "Betty?" "Where the bloody hell is she?" "Betty?" "!" "I went back to Newcastle after I got out, but I couldn't settle up there." "People knew me, and I wanted to be down here just in case..." "Did you know I had a baby boy?" "Ingrid told me." "Seven pounds, ten ounces." "I fed him meself for the first three weeks, till they took him off me." "Why did they take your baby away?" "Cos I was in prison." "Weren't allowed to keep your babies then." "It's all changed now." "In prison?" "They gave me Epsom salts to get rid of me milk." "It broke my bloody heart." "He was all I had left of Craze." "I called him Alex - after his dad." "Milk and sugar?" "Oh, yeah - black, two sugars, please." "I expect the couple who adopted him changed his name to something else." "They usually do." "Anyway, they said they'd put a letter on the file in case he came looking for me." "That's why I wanted to stay in the area." "I mean, he hasn't yet, but... you never know, do you?" "One day..." "Betty?" "Oh, no, sorry, I don't want anything." "So you must have been dead proud watching your Mark get married today!" "Yes, so proud." "No..." "I felt terrible." "Really?" "Ah, well, I suppose you're going to miss him, going to live on the other side of the world." "But at least you've had your son all these years, which is more than I have." "You had Craze!" "And you killed him." "What?" "I'm sorry, nothing." "Forget I said it, I'm..." "No, I can't!" "What did you mean by that?" "I'm so sorry, but I'm going to have to go." "Where are you going?" "You can't just say that and walk away!" "Don't touch me!" "I thought you were my friend." "I'm not your friend!" "I don't even like you." "Oh, right." "Right, well, say it like it is, pet!" "Please don't." "What do you expect?" "You shot a man three times!" "He was a human being, flesh and blood." "Yeah, well, you don't have to tell me." "He was MY husband." "Back to the church, please." "Leave me alone." "I don't want to talk about it!" "Yeah, well you brought it up!" "I only came to bring your son a wedding present." "Well, you've brought it, so now you can go!" "Listen, you!" "I've done my time for what I did and I didn't come here to be judged by the likes of you." "Well, you might have done your time but that won't bring him back, will it?" "He was a young man, and you robbed him of his life and you robbed..." "What?" "My son of a father?" "Yes, I know!" "And myself of the only man I ever loved." "So how could you kill him, then?" "You don't know what I had to put up with - the womanising, the gambling..." "Look, this is all my fault." "I just thought I was doing a nice thing." "He was talking about us having to leave again." "And then when I opened that letter, I knew he'd been messing around with some slut." "Only this time it was different, cos I was pregnant." "And I just lost it, and I knew he kept a gun on top of the wardrobe so..." "He was my...friend!" "We'd talk together, we..." "He was a nice person." "Yeah, well, you didn't have to live with him, pet." "You wouldn't think that if you had to up sticks and flit in the middle of the night from city to city not knowing where the next penny was coming from." "You don't know the half of it!" "I lived on my nerves for years." "Why d'you think I am like I am now?" "There was always someone after him, you know, looking for him - some husband or boyfriend of the woman he was screwing." "No, no." "You're lying." "Yes, pet." "I am really sorry to disappoint you." "You wouldn't know about stuff like that, would you?" "With your perfect husband and your bonny little boy." "Why did you stay with him, then?" "Because I loved him, and I know deep down he loved me." "He didn't love you." "He loved ME." "And I loved him!" "You?" "God, you stupid bloody cow." "I didn't have you down for his type and I thought you had more about you." "He wanted us to run away together." "He wanted to live with me properly." "And how many times do you think I've heard that, pet?" "All he loved was the chase!" "The number of women who've turned up on my doorstep telling me they were the love of his life, and do you know where my Craze would be?" "He'd be behind the sofa begging me to get rid of them!" "No, you're lying!" "Why would he stay with you?" "Look at you!" "It wasn't about what I looked like, pet." "He was a 19-year-old virgin when I met him." "I taught him everything he knew." "No!" "No!" "He liked rough, dirty sex, Betty, in every position you could think of!" "No!" "And he liked it more and more a night." "And do you know there was only one person who liked it more than him, and that was me, sweetheart!" "We were a match!" "I could kill you!" "Yeah, well, now you know what it feels like!" "Now you know." "Get out of my garden!" "Leave me alone!" "You're not going to get away with this, you know!" "I bet your husband doesn't know about this." "Does he, Betty?" "I know you can hear me, Betty!" "Why don't you come back to my house?" "Open this door!" "Open this bloody door!" "BANGS ON DOOR" "Can you hear me?" "!" "# Evening shadows make me blue" "# When each weary day is through" "# How I long to be with you" "# My happiness" "# Every day I reminisce" "# Dreaming of your tender kiss" "# Always thinking how I miss" "# My happiness" "# A million years it seems" "# Have gone by since we shared a kiss" "# But I'll hold you again... #" ""Hello, my beautiful Betty." ""I had to write to you, to tell you how much I miss you." ""My life seems empty and pointless without you." ""If you feel the same way, please let us find a way to be together." ""Meet me outside the Hyde Park cinema on Tuesday at 4.30." ""My angel."" "BANG ON DOOR" "I know you can hear me, Betty!" "I know you can bloody well hear me." "Coming over all prim and proper, when you're nothing but a two-timing whore!" "Please!" "It's her son's wedding day." "Yeah, well, she's lucky she's got a son, hasn't she?" "Cos some of us haven't!" "You're not going to get away with this, you know!" "I'll bet your husband doesn't know about this, eh?" "Does he, Betty?" "Does he know you're a two-timing whore?" "Woah!" "Hey!" "What the bloody hell's going on?" "Are you Mark?" "Yes." "Who are you?" "You don't know me, but my name's Moira Crazenovski." "It's all my fault." "I'm so sorry." "Listen, I don't know what you want, but I'm looking for me mother." "Have you seen her?" "Yes!" "She's gone inside the house." "Cheers." "I'd like a word with your father." "Well, you can't." "Where is he?" "Mam?" "'Ey, I said where is he?" "He's back at the church." "Look, I'm sorry, but this is my wedding day and me mam's gone walkabout, so if you wouldn't mind just..." "Yeah, well, I want a word with him!" "Mam!" "I can't get in - you've dropped the deadlock." "I'm not going till I've spoken to him." "Well, you're going to have a long wait, cos right now he's on his way to the reception with his new daughter-in-law." "All right?" "Right." "Betty, it's too tight." "I know." "It's a 22-inch waist, that's why!" "You didn't really mean it when you said you loved me and you wanted me to be with you, did you?" "Of course I did." "You know I did." "I couldn't have got you so wrong, could I?" "You're not really here, are you?" "You're in my head." "I'm whatever you want me to be." "Mam!" "Are you up there?" "Mam!" "I know why... you've come." "Mam!" "What's the matter, love?" "We've been looking all over for you!" "Me dad's going mental!" "You've missed me getting married!" "No, I didn't." "I was there." "Well, you missed the photographs." "Oh, that's a shame." "Jo's going ballistic." "What am I meant to tell her?" "I didn't feel well." "Her parents have flown all the way from Australia to watch her get married." "I know." "I know, and they're lovely people, but..." "I don't think anybody'll miss me." "Miss you?" "!" "Of course they're going to miss you!" "You're the bridegroom's mother, for Christ's sake." "Don't blaspheme, love." "What the bloody hell have you got on?" "There's no need for that kind of language." "It's just an old dress." "I didn't want to get my suit dusty." "What the hell are you doing up here, Mam?" "I'm not going to talk to you if you use language like that." "You know there's a mad woman outside asking to talk to me dad?" "Did you hear what I said, Mam?" "Well, that's your fault." "Well, I thought it would be." "You told that Ingrid woman that I thought she was her and now she's come back to rake up the past and cause trouble." "Is that her?" "Craze's wife?" "She's going to tell your dad." "Shit." "I don't want him to know, not after all these years." "Well, if we head off to The Parkside, then she'll just get fed up of waiting and go." "You'd better get going, love, cos they'll be all wondering where you are." "No!" "I'm not going anywhere without you." "Why are you doing this, Mam?" "Is it to punish me for getting married?" "It's got nothing to do with that." "I've got to have me own life." "I know, love, and I want you to!" "It's just that..." "I can't rely on you to make me happy any more, that's all." "I hope to God you've not stayed with him all these years for me." "Oh, shit." "We..." "Look, we've got about 15 minutes until we're supposed to be starting the meal and we're meant to be stood at the entrance to greet our guests." "You'd better get going, then." "That means you and me Dad as well." "Right." "Right." "Good." "Come on, then." "She might still be down there waiting for me." "Well, if she is, we'll just walk straight past her and get in that taxi." "Why don't you just go down and check?" "Cos we haven't got time, that's why!" "It looks a very long way down to that cupboard." "I won't let you fall." "Why don't you just go down and check if she's there and get the stepladders!" "And I'll take this dress off and tidy meself up a bit." "Mam, we really have to go!" "It'll only take you a couple of minutes." "They're in the garage." "Fine." "It's supposed to be the happiest day of my life." "Just wait there." "We'll be out in five minutes." "What the bloody hell...?" "Dad!" "Have we been burgled?" "No, she'd locked the door." "I had to break in." "She's up in the loft." "In the loft?" "Donald?" "Donald, it's Moira." "Flat 1, Reginald Terrace." "You gotta get up there, Dad - she's been asking for you." "I need to talk to you." "There's a few things I think you should know." "Like what?" "Dad, you've got to get her down." "Please!" "I'm trying to talk to my father!" "Do you mind shutting your gob!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "I don't know what you're trying to do, but I know who you are." "She's told me and me dad all about you and it all happened a long time ago, so why don't you just...bugger off, eh?" "Let things lie." "You know she was having an affair with my husband?" "Yeah!" "And you shot him." "I can't get up there, flap's stuck!" "What?" "You, bugger off!" "You've not heard the last of this, Donald!" "It's not their fault." "What do you know?" "And by the way, you want to watch your husband, cos she likes foreigners!" "Flap's stuck, Mam!" "Can you move it from your side?" "Mam?" "Betty?" "Will you answer us, love?" "After three." "One, two, three!" "She's not here." "Yeah, I can see that." "She must have come down and passed you while you were in the garage." "How do you account for that trunk on top of the flap, then, Dad?" "You're right." "Go on." "Betty, love, we know you're up here." "All right?" "Dad!" "What?" "Skylight's open." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God!" "For crying out bloody loud." "Let me get there." "I can't see what the hell she's doing." "Just ask her what she's doing!" "What are you doing, Betty?" "I'm admiring the view." "Mam!" "What?" "Well..." "I got the steps." "Oh." "They were right at the back of the garage, that's why it took me so long." "I hope you didn't get your suit dirty." "Betty, love?" "What?" "Nothing." "Hey, come on..." "Dad, I'm staying here." "Ring the police." "You ring 'em." "She won't do anything daft while I'm here." "Dad's just going to go and ring The Parkside, Mum." "Tell them we'll..." "probably be a bit late." "Oh, well, don't let me hold you up." "You get on." "I'm all right up here." "You're sat on the roof!" "I know, and I feel so much better." "But it's dangerous, love." "I mean, you're not even holding on to anything." "You could fall and break your neck." "I think I must have been letting everything get on top of me." "There's more air up here." "You can see all the birds flying past." "It's lovely!" "She's lost it." "You've got to call the doctor." "I am staying here, seriously." "Do it!" "You just stay there, love." "I'll be back in a minute." "I'm not going anywhere." "Keep talking to her." "Do you hear me?" "I heard what you said, Dad." "Our Indian neighbours put Moira in a taxi." "She's gone." "Great." "Mam, it's all my fault, is this." "I shouldn't have sprung Australia on you the way I did." "Oh, no." "It's quite simple, really, Mark." "The problem is," "I gave all the love I had for Craze to you." "And now that you're going, well..." "I don't know who to love any more." "You're not making any sense, Mam." "You can't love me the way you loved him." "I mean, he was..." "No, I know." "I know it's different." "That was a passionate love, and ours is just a...it's motherly love." "But you know, the strength of feeling is just the same." "She's on the bloody roof." "'You mean outside, sir?" "'" "Yes, I actually mean on top of the roof, clinging to the chimney, about to jump any second, so you tell me which service I need." "'Is that Latchmere Crescent?" "'" "That's right, Latchmere Crescent, number 48." "As fast as you can." "PHONE RINGS" "What?" "'Hi, it's Jo." "'Is Mark there?" "' He's a bit tied up at the minute, love." "Well, just in case he's forgotten, our wedding reception's about to start and I've got 50 guests milling around, and the hotel staff are wondering what the bloody hell's happening." "I'll get him to come to the phone." "Hello?" "Do you know, you can see Colton Wood mine shaft from here." "Ooh, it'll be turning tomorrow." "Really?" "You're scaring me, Mam." "I don't mean to, love." "What are you going to do?" "I don't know." "I haven't thought it through yet." "Telephone, Mark." "Jo's on the phone." "Mark, did you hear me?" "I am trying to get my mother off the roof!" "You've got a wife to think of now." "Come on." "I'm just going to go speak to Jo, Mam." "I won't be two minutes." "She'll be wondering what's going on." "Go on!" "Betty, love, whatever's the matter?" "Is it me, Betty?" "Do I make you that unhappy?" "Cos if I do..." "Do you know, next door but one have had a conservatory put on the back." "No." "We could have a conservatory if you want." "I've a rope here, love." "If I throw it to you, will you try and catch it?" "I'll get there as soon as I can." "'20 minutes, max.' 20 minutes?" "!" "OK, you nearly just burst my eardrum." "Jo, my mother is having a nervous breakdown." "I can't just leave her on the sodding roof." "Quite frankly, you know, I don't care what's happening to your mother." "'She walked out of our wedding.'" "Not on purpose." "Yes, on purpose, Mark!" "She's making a statement." "My parents have spent an absolute fortune on this wedding." "Do you know what, I couldn't give a flying fuck how much your dad spent on the wedding." "My mother is about to jump off a bloody roof!" "Help me, Betty, I'm trying me best." "Talk to me, love." "I don't understand it." "We've got everything we could ever want." "A nice house, nearly paid for." "Nice furniture, a car." "They're just things." "OK, well..." "We...we could sell the house, buy a cheaper one." "And now I've been made redundant, we could get one of those camper vans..." "I'm a passionate woman!" "I needed a passionate man!" "I can be passionate." "You don't even know who I am." "Of course I know who you are." "I've been married to you for 30 years." "You could be married to me for 130 years, and you still wouldn't know who I was." "You haven't got it in you." "You never even say owt nice to me." "I know I'm not good with words, but..." "You don't even talk to me." "You just sit there in front of the telly, reading your paper." "It's like I don't exist." "I'm tired." "I've been at work all day, and I just want to unwind." "What's so hard about talking to me?" "I've tried me best, Betty." "I've put food on the table and kept a roof over our heads all our married life." "Why did I feel so lonely?" "It's like you married me, and that were it." "No more talking to me, no more taking me out, no more romancing me, no more telling me that you loved me." "It was...you let what we had die, Donald." "SIREN WAILS NEARBY" "Oh, God, I hope they're not coming here?" "I don't think so, love, unless the neighbours have rung 'em." "If they come and try and get me down, I'll jump." "No, don't!" "Betty, just stay calm, please." "Nobody's going to do anything you don't want to." "If you'll just tie this rope round the chimney and hold onto it..." "I've delayed the reception by half an hour or so..." "Get back down there and wait for them, and tell 'em to turn the bloody sirens off, or she's going to jump." "Shit!" "Do you know something?" "A part of me was really looking forward to our Mark getting married." "Cos, if the truth be told, a bit of me thought this'll be our time now, yours and mine." "I feel bereft." "I've got nothing left to live for." "Don't say that, love." "I want to be with him." "You can't be, love." "He has to have his own life." "I don't mean Mark." "I had an affair, Donald, years ago, when we lived at Reginald Terrace." "With the Polish lad that lived below?" "Did she tell you?" "Moira?" "She's been here." "No, she didn't tell me." "Nobody told me." "They didn't have to." "You never could tell a lie." "I put two and two together." "Why...why didn't you try and stop it, then?" "Why didn't you do summat about it?" "Cos you'd have chosen him, that's why." "I knew you'd gone off me, but I thought if I just hung in there and kept me mouth shut, you might just see him for what he was." "That's why we moved so fast." "In the end, I borrowed the money for the deposit." "And I chose this house, cos I knew it'd have taken you two buses to get to see him, and two buses back." "He was a philanderer, and a gambler to boot." "He owed money everywhere." "I knew about that." "He made money out of other people's misery, Betty." "Jewish people back in Poland." "No, it's not true." "It is!" "Old man Solomon in flat five, he told me." "No, no, he got it wrong." "He were only a kid." "They asked him to go and get their jewellery and their money from their houses, and when he got back, they'd been taken into the concentration camp." "And you believed him?" "He was a womaniser, Betty." "He was a liar." "He wouldn't lie to me." "He loved me." "I loved you!" "I still do, even more than I did then." "It nearly killed me knowing you were with him." "Oh, Donald, I'm so sorry." "SIRENS BLARE" "Where the hell have you been?" "We took a wrong turn." "Turn yer sirens off!" "It's not us, lad, it's the ambulance." "And you are?" "Mark Stevenson, I'm me mam's son." "Will you turn your sirens off, please!" "?" "We'll get a ladder up there..." "No, she's threatening to jump if you try and get her down." "Has she ever done anything like this before?" "Never." "It's me mam, she's normally normal." "No history of mental illness?" "Not really, no." "She's on some tablets for depression." "It's been a bit of a difficult day for her." "Looks like you've got some visitors." "Sorry, Mark." "I tried my best." "I couldn't stop her." "For God's sake." "I am not walking into that wedding reception without you, you better come down." "You've had my daughter in tears on her wedding day!" "Shut up, I'm talking to him!" "Oh, my God, she really is on the roof!" "FIREMAN:" "What's your mother's name, lad?" "Would it help if I spoke to your mother?" "No..." "I dunno..." "Betty." "ALL SPEAK AT ONCE Will you all just shut up?" "I feel like my brain's going to burst out of me head!" "Betty, can you hear me?" "Let me talk to her." "I'm Fire Officer Bob Laver." "We're going to get a cradle and come over and have a little chat with you if that's all right, Betty?" "I'll jump!" "Nobody's going to do nothing." "Just keep calm." "Excuse me, let me have that for a minute." "Betty!" "It's me, Margaret." "Look, I'll go with you to Australia." "We'll save up!" "Look, we're going to be handing carnations out tomorrow for the lads who are going back to work, and we need all the help we can get." "Oh, don't do anything stupid, Betty, we all love you." "Well, tell them to go away, then." "If you can get me up there, I think I can talk her down." "I can't, it's against health and safety." "Mark, don't." "Jo, I've got to do something." "Will you let me try?" "I'll wear the harness or the helmet, whatever you want." "You'll get me into big trouble." "For crying out loud..." "Listen, Bob, is it?" "I am really, really desperate." "How would you feel if it was your mam?" "I'd crack open a couple of cans and pull up a chair, but let's not go there, eh?" "Thank you." "It's all right, Mum, we're coming!" "I don't know what they're all doing down there." "They should be at the wedding." "They're concerned about you, love." "I'm concerned, we're all concerned." "What's our Mark doing now?" "I don't know." "I get queasy when I look down there." "Tie the other end round your middle." "Go on." "Go on, left over right, right over left." "Betty, when you've tied that round your middle, you're going to reach out and grab this broom." "Why's he got a broom?" "Dad, put the broom down!" "Come on, love." "Betty, can you grab it?" "Come on." "Oh, my God!" "Oh, bloody...never mind, just hang on." "I'm coming up." "VOICES CONTINUE BELOW" "I'm worried, Mark!" "Yes, I know you're worried, Jo!" "What the bloody hell's me dad doing?" "Donald?" "'Mr Stevenson?" "If you could just stay 'exactly where you are until we can get a cradle over to you, all right?" "'" "What are you doing?" "'Mr Stevenson, please go back inside the skylight!" "'" "Ooh, Donald!" "Can you not get me closer?" "We're trying." "Just stay there." "'Mr Stephenson?" "Wait where you are.'" "What's he saying?" "You need to be closer." "We're going to get closer." "Donald!" "Oh, Donald!" "'Right, the pair of you!" "'Don't move a bloody inch!" "' I don't think I've got much say in the matter." "Are you all right, Donald?" "Never better." "I told you you should have put some rubber soles on them shoes." "Don't panic, all right?" "We will be with you very shortly!" "Why are you holding things up?" "You're not bloody helping." "Rick, pull your finger out!" "Give it another go." "I can't move the cradle." "The cradle's stuck." "Oh, will you look at that!" "What?" "It's a balloon." "He's come for me." "Yeah, you're right, love." "I didn't know if the weather would hold up." "He's coming down in the grounds of The Parkside." "I booked it for after the wedding." "You booked it?" "It was supposed to be a surprise." "I thought it might cheer you up." "I don't believe it." "I don't believe you'd do something like that for me." "Well, it wasn't entirely for you." "I thought if I'm going to be flying to the other side of the world," "I ought to get a bit of practice in first." "Oh, Donald!" "Donald, do you mean that?" "I do." "I know I haven't been the best husband, Betty, but..." "I'm trying to change me ways." "I'm going to throw the rope, Donald." "No!" "No, love, you hold on to it, please." "If anything happened to you, I wouldn't want to live anyway." "Don't say that." "It's true." "You're my life, Betty." "You and Mark, you always have been." "FIRE ENGINE STALLS Try manual!" "MARK:" "Try anything!" "I'm going to throw this rope." "Can you catch it?" "Donald!" "Mark!" "Get that thing over here, and get your dad in it!" "I am trying my best!" "I'll be gone when you get back down, but Dad's promised to bring you out for a holiday, and you can stay as long as you like." "I don't want to take Mark away from you, Mrs Stevenson." "I'm sorry I caused such a kerfuffle." "I don't know what came over me." "It's OK." "Are you feeling better now?" "I think so." "I will be." "I'll have to be." "So long as I haven't ruined your day." "It'll be something to tell our children." "Are you ready, Betty?" "Yeah, I'm ready." "I love you." "I love you too." "Right, come on." "We'll go for a month at Christmas." "Are you sure you're all right, Betty?" "Yeah." "I feel as if I'm dreaming." "He's been planning it for weeks." "He asked Mal for the number." "Here." "CROWD CHEER" "Good on you, Dad." "Hey, I'll come with you tomorrow, give carnations out to the lads." "We'll pick you up at half five." "Watch your back!" "Go on, Uncle Donald!" "Come here." "Is this passionate enough for you, do you think?" "Well, it's a start." "Good work, Uncle Donald." "Here you go, girl." "Wait till you get past the clouds and into the sun, and pop one for me." "Thanks, love." "Ready when you are, Mr Fairburn." "BALLOON FLAME ERUPTS" "Are we going to be all right?" "Yes, of course we are." "It hasn't got wheels, you know." "Who needs wheels when we can fly?" "See you in Sydney!" "Love you!" "'As I looked into Donald's eyes, I realised that...he did love me." "'His crime was not to show it." "'Craze was passionate, and he woke a passion up in me." "'But maybe that's not love." "'Maybe true love is, as Donald puts it, 'hanging in there, when you know you're not wanted, 'being there for your other half, whatever." "'What I know is, 'for the first time in years," "'I feel a glimmer of hope for the future.'" "# But if you let me love you" "# It's for sure I'm gonna love you" "# All the way" "# All the way. #" "Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd" "E-mail subtitling@bbc.co.uk"