"[Mourners sing # HOW GREAT THOU ART #]" "# Then sings my soul" "# My saviour, God, to Thee" "# How great Thou art" "# How great Thou art" "# Then sings my soul" "# My saviour, God, to Thee" "# How great Thou art" "# How great Thou art" "# When Christ shall come" "# With shouts of acclamation" "# And take me home" "# What joy shall fill my heart #" "[Hymn fades into the background]" "Make the most of this beautiful train." "That's it." "OK?" "Yeah." "That's really great, yeah." "OK, as I said before, you're under no obligation but you can, if you want to, give me a tiny, little twinkle." "That is lovely." "Great." "A little bit closer." "Don't you worry, it'll be all right." "There's just a little bit..." "That's it." "And you've got an eyelash on your nose." "We don't want that, do we?" "Supposed to be on your eye, not your snitch." "You've got a lovely smile when you smile, haven't you?" "You keep that lovely, gorgeous smile." "That's lovely." "That'll do for the time being." "Well done, Sarah." "That's the easy bit." "[Children sing loudly]" "They make a noise, don't they?" "At least they can play out around here." "I suppose so." "What is it?" "Is that a suit?" "Well, it came as a combination." "Do they go together?" "Well, if you think they do, they do." "It's nice." "21 in August." "She is." "Used to worry myself sick when she played out." "She survived it, though, didn't she?" "All things considering." "She's back on the streets now." " I beg your pardon?" " Well, she is, in't she?" " I don't half miss her." " I know." "How long is it since we've seen her?" "Two and a half years." " We could always ask her over." " I'D like to." "For her birthday?" "It's only a couple of months away." "What now?" ""Roxanne, what're you doing for your 21st?"" ""I'm going to my auntie and uncle's house" ""for my birthday treat. "" "It was only a suggestion." "She's probably doing her own thing." "I suppose we'd have to invite Cynthia as well." "There's no show without Punch." " She'd like to see the place." " I'm sure she would." " She can't help it." " Can't she?" "It's about time you showed it off." "I mean, you've done a lovely job." "I think so." "I must get down to see her." " You speak to her on the phone." " Not the same thing, is it?" "She's YOUR sister." "I'm really proud of that portrait." "I reckon that's the last time she ever smiled." "I dunno what's got into you lately." "You complaining?" "No." "Well, shut up, then." "Sit on me own for years, can't get you to stop in." " Now you never go out." " Leave it out." "You sit there with a face like a slapped arse!" "Well, what's there to smile about?" "Thought HE might've phoned at the weekend." " Who?" " Who d'you think?" " Ain't heard from him for ages." " He's busy." "We're all busy." "He's got his weddings." "It's the summer." "Out of sight, out of mind." "Well, ring him yourself." "He's YOUR brother." "I'm not runnin' up me phone bill!" "He knows where I am if he wants me." "He'd have had us up there to see it by now, I expect, if it wasn't for her." "Toffee-nosed cow." "What's HE want with six bedrooms, anyway?" "What's all your mates doin' tonight, then?" "I ain't asked 'em." "You wanna get yourself a bloke." "That's what you wanna do." "I don't wanna get anything." "I'm quite happy here." "At your age, I could've had the pick of the crop." " Why didn't you?" " I lost my poor mother." " Oh, here we go." " I was stuck at home, looking after Maurice and your grandad." " Yeah, we know." " Then I got saddled with you." " That was MY downfall, darlin'." " I didn't ask to be born." "And I never asked to have you." "You should've thought about that before you dropped your knickers!" " With... or without?" " I think without." "Without?" "OK." "What about this one?" "Better with... or without?" " I think this time it's with." " With?" "All right." "We'll pop this one in, then." " I hear you're a good runner." " Yeah." "Cross country." "Have you won anything?" "Not yet." "I've only just started." "OK, then." "Look up again." "This is gonna blur a bit but just tell me what you CAN read, OK?" "H..." "L..." "A..." " C..." "T." " Right." " I can't read any more." " OK, that's good." "Very good." "I'm gonna do your other eye now." " You off, then?" " Yeah." "Plans for the weekend?" "Gotta sort through my mum's things." " Have you?" " Yeah." " Hope it goes OK." " It's gotta be done." " OK, then." " See you on Monday." " Have a nice weekend." " Cheers." "Ooh, enjoy the christening." "I'll try." " Bye." " Bye." "[People arguing]" "[Man] We've got a family..." "[Woman] It's ten past." "We've got to pick Shelattica up." "[Man] What are you talking about?" "[Woman] We've got ten minutes." "[Man] We've got to sort this out while we're here." "Basically, right, it's you here" " in this massive house." " Thank you." "We have got two children." "You understand?" " And we could have more." " What?" "We wanna have more." "You can't stay here on your own." "It's not fair." "We can sell the house and split the money." "You could split this house in two and it'd still be bigger than our place." "[Man] You can't split it in two." "I'll just sort your tie out." " Looks just a bit..." "...skew-whiff again." " Can we have the paper out?" " Yeah." "Quick as you like." "Smashing." "Put your hands together." "Really nice." "OK." "Put your paper down there." "Right, here we go." "OK, and..." "Do we say cheese, Maurice?" "You can say whatever you like." "Just give me a little..." "That's it." "A-A-A-A-AH!" "Oh, yeah." "Very sweet." "OK, that's lovely." " It took you 15 years?" " Yes." " They give you a prize?" " No." "Not even a stethoscope?" "The baby!" "[Maurice] That's really lovely." "I'm glad he's got his eyes open." "That's it." "Look down." "Lovely!" "Are you gonna see that flea collar?" "Don't worry about that." "Hang on." "You just come out the way." "Here we go..." "I think I had the comb in." "Lovely." "Very good." "Does he look good?" " He DOES." "So do you." " Yes." "Thank you very much, Jane." "It's for my auntie." " Fond of you, is she?" " No, she's in India." "Time I got married, innit?" "Oh, I see." "Pick a bride time, is it?" "I don't want flash..." "Ah..." "lovely!" "I never thought I'd have any." "Fertility treatment." "Oh!" "It's a miracle." "Don't do that with your nose." "Stop it." "[Maurice] Look at that lovely cat over there." "Oh, let him scratch it first." "Go on, that's it." "That's it." "Lovely!" "I feel so silly." "Lovely." "And that's it." "Thank you very much." " What d'you think you're doing?" " Sorry." " Didn't you hear me?" " I didn't, actually." " Hiya." " What?" " Hiya." " Mind, out the way." " Wanna drink?" " What?" "If I want a drink, I'll get it myself, thank you." "Since when was hoovering a spectator sport?" "Can I have a glass too, please?" " I thought..." " I'm having milk." " Here you go." " Give me a highball." "You don't put milk in a wine glass." " Thank you." " That'll do you good." " Meaning?" " Nothing." "Had a good day?" "Scintillating(!" ")" "I suppose you'll be starving as usual." "A little bit peckish, yeah." " D'you want ME to do something?" " Like what?" " Anything you like." " No, I bloody well wouldn't!" "Oh, all right, then." "There's the fridge." "There's the freezer." "There's the hob." "There's the recipe books." "Help yourself." "And don't make a mess." "Unless you fancy a takeaway." " You're not gonna smile?" " No." "OK." "It's a free world." "You're under no obligation but you can, if you want to, give me a lovely big smile!" "Oh, go on." "Come on." "Lovely!" "You're under no obligation but you can smile if you like." " Did you smile, Mother?" " No." "To me, that's it." "Now look at each other." "That's it." "It'll be all right." "Look up." " Wait a minute." " You're closing your eyes." "Don't forget to burp it properly." "Give it a drop of gripe water." "We used to pour it down Roxanne by the gallon." "She farted like a trooper!" "It runs in the family." "Would madam care to test the temperature?" "I'm sure it'll be fine." "Thanks." "Been bad, has it?" "It eased off at lunchtime." "I managed a couple of crackers." "It's unpredictable, isn't it?" "No, it's not unpredictable." "You've drawn the short straw, mate." "You're tellin' me." "I wish it WAS unpredictable." "What are you gonna have for your tea?" " You know what I really fancy?" " What?" "A steak." "You're not havin' any steak in THIS house." "Don't worry about me." "You'll keel over with a heart attack." "Do meself something later." "There's Chicken Kiev in the freezer." "Be a bit cold, wouldn't it?" "Anyway..." "I'm on a diet." "You're disgusting." "OK, that's very good." "We can see the ring perfectly." "Sir, if you just bring your chin up..." "Sorry." "Listen, take your glasses off." "I don't want to take my glasses off." "Go on, take them off." " Doesn't matter." " It's all right." " He looks better with them off." " It's what I look like." "Take the cross out, please." "It's a gift." "Take it out." "I just think it looks awful." "That's 'cause it's not gold." "I told you, buy gold." "OK." "Right?" "[They argue in Greek]" "OK, and to me." "Do you want to look happy or sad?" "That's it." "And keep your..." "Lovely." "Hello, my name's Hortense Cumberbatch." "I got your letter." "Hi." "Oh, right." "Tuesday." "[Phone rings]" "[Woman] Hello?" "Hortense." "Hello." "Jennie Ford." "Nice to meet you." " Oh, hi." " Come this way." "How are you?" "All right?" " Fine, thank you." " Good." "Sorry about this prison cell." "Have a seat." "Make yourself at home." "Before we go any further, have you got any ID?" " Passport, driving licence?" " Yeah." "Get used to this red tape." "Rolo?" "No, thank you." " You sure?" " Yeah." "There you go." "Let's have a shufti." "That's great, Hortense." " Thank you." " On your lunch break?" "Yeah." "An extended one." " Have you had lunch?" " Not yet." "No, me neither." "So what d'you do?" "I'm an optometrist." "Really?" "Oh, God." "That's one of those things you keep putting off." "I've got to the stage with the Guardian crossword where I'm going like this." "I'll have to pop in for a test." " Where d'you live?" " Kilburn." "Right." "In a flat?" " Yes." " D'you share?" " No, I live on my own." " Oh, right." "I lived on my own for six years before I was married." " It's all right, isn't it?" " Yeah." "Right, Hortense." "Let's talk a bit about you." "You've been giving a great deal of thought to things and you've come to a decision, which is good." "But for me, the question is, "Why now?"" "I just feel that it's the right time, that's all." "Right." "Right." "You thinking about getting married?" "No." " D'you have children?" " No." " Thinking about it?" " No." "Fair enough." "Are you sharing this with your parents?" "Do they know you're here?" "How do they feel about it?" "They're both dead, actually." "Oh, right." "Yeah." "Mum died..." "two months ago now." "Oh, that IS recent." "I'm sorry to hear that." " Was it sudden?" " Yeah." "Perhaps that's what's made you start on this." "I don't know." "It's possible." "I'm not trying to replace her." "She's irreplaceable." "They both are." "No." "Of course." "Of course." "When you were growing up," " was it a happy environment?" " Yes, very." "Oh, good." "Good." "Were you able to discuss the fact that you'd been..." "No." "It was never really an issue." "Right." "So you've only just found out?" "Oh, no." "They told me when I was little." "And d'you remember how you felt?" "It's not exactly something you forget." "No." "No, I'm sure it isn't." "So how DID you feel?" "Well, we all just got on with it as a family." "Yeah." "Perhaps you should've discussed it." "My parents loved me and that's all that matters." "Isn't it?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "So now that you're here, what are your expectations?" "Basically..." "I just want to know." "Yeah." "Yeah. 'Course you do." "Let me share something with you, Hortense." "Somewhere out there, and we don't know where, is your birth mother." "Now... she's probably married." "Perhaps not." "She may have other children." "She might be dead." "She may be in Australia." "We don't know." "But what we DO know is that at the time she gave you up for adoption, she was under the impression that she'd never see you again." "As I know you're well aware, the law has changed since then and you are legally entitled to seek your birth mother out." "But the snag is..." "she may not want to see YOU." "I don't want you to raise your hopes too high at this stage." " Sure." " OK?" "Have a look at this." " What is it?" " It's all about you." "I tell you what..." "I'll leave it with you and pop back in a few minutes." " Can I get you anything?" " No!" "Thank you." "How you doin'?" "All right?" "Thank you." "Cynthia Rose Purley." "That's her?" "Cynthia Rose." "It's a nice name, isn't it?" " That's her signature." " Mm-hm." "That feel strange?" "Elizabeth." "That's my middle name." "They must've kept it." "Well, that would be your birth name, you see?" "Elizabeth Purley." "Listen, is there any way" "I could get a copy of these?" "The originals are yours to keep." "That's your right under the 1975 Act." "I've made copies upstairs." "Shall I pop those in here for you?" "So... what we need to do now is... you go away... and have a think." "And when the time's right - it's very much in your own time - come back to me, if that's what you want." "We'll get the ball rolling." "Now, it can be a very long-winded process and it's a very traumatic journey we're embarking on." "And there may be..." "other people's feelings to consider too." "So I'll wait to hear from you, OK?" "Now, you could decide to trace your birth mother by yourself but I wouldn't advise it." "We're a professional service and we know how to handle these things." "So I think you should take advantage of us." " Hello." " Oh, you're back." "Hello." "I think I've found a mistake." "Look, I can't stop." " It says she's white." " Sorry?" "Mother, white." "Well, it's feasible that your mother was white, isn't it?" "I'm sorry, Hortense." "Really, I've got to go." "But could this be a mistake?" "I very much doubt it." "Look, give me a ring in the morning and we'll talk then." "I'm sorry." "Look at that." " Legs like a teenager." " D'you have to?" " You'd like a pair like that." " What for?" "I'm known for my legs." "If you got it, flaunt it." "You goin' out?" "'Course I ain't." "[Knock at door]" " Who's that?" " Well, I don't know." "If it's whatsername, ask her in." "I don't even know who it IS yet." "What you doin' here?" "Just come to see ya." "You can't come in." "Me mum's here." " Who is it?" " I'm goin' out." "Hello." "You all right, sweetheart?" "Would you get inside?" "Nothin's changed much." "Ain't your mum been round, lookin' after you?" "She came round Sunday after Mass." " Didn't take long to mess it up." " She's laying off me a bit now." " She should, at your age." " Yeah." "She should have a word with MY mum." "I bet she misses you, though." "Fuckin'... do without it altogether, I tell you." "I know what you mean." "You and me, mate, we're better off without 'em." "Look..." "I'm sorry about..." " You know?" " So you should be." "Don't get all serious on me, Paul." " No, I ain't." " Yes, you are, you fool." "Just missed ya." "How much?" "A lot." " Just a lot?" " No!" "Y-yeah." "Well, I might've missed you a bit." "No, I've been going out of me head." "Same as that." "I ain't staying the night, not every time I come round." "And I weren't in a strop before." "I was just speaking my mind." "Now give us a snog." " Good afternoon." " Hello." "Thank you very much." "Is that to post or collect?" " Collect, please." " Thanks." "That's L, please." "L. OK." " I saw her, you know." " Did ya?" "Yeah." "Eight o'clock in the morning, she's down Harlesden buying her yam and banana." "She's like, "You got a boyfriend yet, Dionne?"" "Everyone at the funeral reckoned they'd seen her and she'd given them a sign." ""Me see your mother two days before she dead" ""and she hold on to me hand and look in me eye" ""as if she did know."" "I mean, if she knew, I wish she'd told US." "You're gettin' better though." "It's a nice day." "Yeah." "I dunno." "My head can't contain it all." "It's too soon." "There's nothing rational about grief." "Maybe you're crying for yourself." " Been out much?" " Nah." "I can't." "Some days..." "I'm completely vulnerable." "I can feel everything." "Other days, I'm numb." " You wanna come out with me." " No." " I've got stuff to sort out." " What?" "Life." "If there's anything I can do..." "No." "Thanks." "I'll be all right." " Have you heard from Bernard?" " No." "Yes!" "He sent a sympathy card." "Which I thought was a very nice thing to do." "I did something really bad." "I don't think I can deal with no confession." " Cleanse my soul." " Mm-mm." " I did the do!" " Do it." " I did the deed." " Did it." "With a stranger." " Nah." "Who?" " Dunno!" "What did he look like?" " Dunno." "He was in advertising." " Oh, Lord!" "Did you use a condom?" "Yes." " Did you use two?" " Yes." " One on top of the other?" " One AFTER the other." "Oh, God!" "Do you despair of me?" "No." " Yes, you do." " I don't." "Have a good time?" "Yeah." " That's all that matters." " Yeah." "I liked my mum as a person but I didn't know her." "I WISH I'd known her." "She loved you." "I know, but that's not in debate, is it?" "My mum... she resents me." "She kept you." "She fed you, she clothed you." "She didn't give you away." " She could've." " I wish she had." "No, you don't." "The thing is, they're so secretive." "It's that "back home" thing." "Come out, big people are talkin'." "That sort of vibe." "So you don't pursue things because you're brought up not to." "I just let them get on with it." "All I seem to do is think about things" " I wish I could've asked her." " Like what?" "I dunno." "There's stuff I wish I knew." " Stuff I wish I DIDN'T know." " No." "If you knew you had a limited amount of time, you'd sort it out." "You'd ask your mum questions- regardless of whether she got vexed." "Like, I dunno, what happened between her and your dad." "No." "She ain't made no effort for me." "Why should I be interested in her?" "Where's my dad anyway?" "I don't wanna hear her and Norbert having' it off." "I don't want her to know who I'm havin' it off with." "I don't want her to know nothin' about me." "That's because you're frightened that when you look at her," " you see yourself in 20 years." " Please!" "We choose our parents." "How d'you mean?" "We choose the parents in this life that can teach us something." "So that when we go into the next life," " we get it right." " Joop!" "'Course, sometimes it don't work, does it?" "I'm gonna pop out for a couple of hours." " When will you be back?" " 4.30." " OK." "Have fun." " Thanks." "Sorry to interrupt." " Could you get me these?" " Right." " I'm a bit low." " I'll give 'em a ring." "79..." "Hello." "Bloody hell!" "What YOU doin' here?" "Thought I'd come and see ya." "Where's Monica?" "She's at home, I think." "You gonna let me in, then?" "Yeah, 'course!" " D'you want a cup o' tea?" " Yes, please." " You all right, then?" " Smashin'." "You been working down this way?" "Yeah, back of Tower Bridge." "If I'd known you was coming," "I'd have warmed up the seat." "Warm enough, I should think." "[Lavatory door creaks open and shut]" "Does Monica know you've come round here?" "No." "I didn't know I was coming meself." " She's OK, then?" " Yeah, she's fine." " Been busy with the house." " What doing'?" "I thought it was supposed to be a new house, you said." " Stencillin'." " What, drawing'?" "No." "Stencils on the wall." "Decoratin'." "You must've seen it in magazines." "It's very effective." "Roxanne not in, then?" "She's got some bloke in tow." "Has she?" "Shifty-lookin' bleeder." "Walks like a crab." " Your tea's there." " Ta." "D'you want a sandwich?" "No, thanks." "Is that all you're havin'?" "I only see her in the morning." "Then she buggers off to work." "You should be glad she's got a fella." "I AM glad, Maurice." "I want her to be happy." "But I'd like her to bring him round, see who she's with." "Give her a bit of time." "You used to bring your girlfriends home." "Front of the telly, laugh, drink." "You didn't mind me sittin' there, did you?" "What's her name?" "Never stopped talkin'." "Tina." "Tina." "Then the other one, wouldn't open her mouth." " Maxine." " That's it." "Dad liked her, didn't he?" "Nice thighs." "So how's work, then?" "Still at the same place?" "Yeah." "I gotta get her something for her birthday." " It's her 21st." " August the 7th." "I dunno what she wants." " Apart from me under a bus." " That's silly talk." "Me head in the oven." "When you gonna come and see us, then?" " Eh?" " Have a get-together." "Come on Roxanne's birthday." "We'll have champagne." " What about Monica?" " Yeah, she'll be there." "Won't she mind?" " No." "It was her idea, actually." " Oh." " How d'you fancy a barbecue?" " If you like." "About time you saw the house." " Thought you'd never ask." " I'm asking now." "You've been there nearly a twelve-month." "Tell Roxanne." "She might not wanna come." "She'll say no to spite me." "Well, I demand her presence." "What if she wants to bring 'im?" "Has he got a job, this bloke?" "Scaffolding, she says." "Oh." "It's very well paid." "Is it?" "Yup." "21." "I can't believe it, Maurice." "I was carrying her when I was 21, wasn't I?" "You was good with nappies." "Those safety pins, though." "Ooh!" "Never stabbed her, though." "Stabbed meself a few times." "17, weren't you?" "I was." "The place is still standing." "Not for much longer." "You should see Dad's room." " What's up with it?" " It's like the Niagara Falls." " It's got a leak?" " Yeah." " Only when it's rainin'." " I'll have a look." "Nice to have a man about the place." "Wish I'd known you was comin'." "It's dry at the moment." "The whole lot's gonna come down." "It does look a bit dodgy, I have to admit." " You up to date on the rent?" " 'Course I am." "Get him to do something about it." " It's his responsibility." " He don't give a toss." "Well, get someone to look at it." "I'll pay." "Look at all this junk." "What're you gonna do with it?" "Give us a cuddle, Maurice." "Please, sweetheart!" "[Cynthia sobs]" "Why have you left it so bloody long?" "Well, you know, it's work and..." "There's nothing the matter with your dialling finger." "You can ring ME." "You're always too busy, ain't you?" "Look, em..." "Look, sit yourself down..." "You're the only one I've got, Maurice." "[Cynthia sobs]" "You love me, don't you?" "Hold me tight, Maurice, please!" "Sweetheart!" "[Racking sobs]" "My little brother." "Look at you." "That's the good life for ya." "When are you gonna shave, eh?" "Slap your arse." "Why don't you chuck it all out, eh?" "I mean, look at it." "Some of it hasn't been touched since Mum died." "Can you use anything, Maurice, in your new house?" " Fill a space?" " No, thanks." "I thought I might move in 'ere." "Front view." "See the world go by." "Remember this?" "Yeah!" "That's no use to you, is it?" "I don't think so." "You ain't gonna make me an auntie now, are you?" "Sweetheart?" "Listen, Cynth..." "I'd better... better be goin'." "You'll let me know about the barbecue," " will you, sweetheart?" " 'Course I will." "If she can't make it, I'll give her a clump." " Not before I do." " Hang on." "Shall I say hello to Monica for you?" "If you like, sweetheart." "There you go." "Thanks, darlin'." " See ya." " Tada." "What was your mum like when your dad died?" "What d'you mean?" " How did she cope?" " I don't know." "Too young to remember." "She just got on with it, I suppose, like everybody else." "Did you have to look after Craig?" "What, you mean like your big sister looked after you?" "No, I did not." "My dad never said a word about my mum after she died." " That's men for you." " I hated him for it." "He must've been in real pain." "Maybe he just couldn't share it." "I didn't know what I felt." "I still don't." "Cynthia's antics couldn't have helped him much." " Do you miss Craig?" " Why would I miss Craig?" " He's your brother." " He's in Saudi Arabia, isn't he?" "Yeah." "Well, I don't exactly MISS him." "Why?" "Do you miss Cynthia?" "D'you think Roxanne's serious about this scaffolder bloke?" "She's only known him 5 minutes." "Mind you, I was married at her age." " I wonder if she knows." " What, about us?" " What's there to know about US?" " You know what I mean." "How would she know about that?" " Unless you've told her." " I haven't told her." " I hope Cynthia doesn't know." " She doesn't." "That's all right, then." "I meant if she knows about Cynthia." " You know, before she was born." " I don't know." "I don't know." "She's got a half-brother or sister." "She's a right to know." "That's up to Cynthia." "You'd never say anything, would you?" "Of course not." "Good." "Anyway, she must've told her." "She never told her who her father was." "None of us knew who he was." "Wonder if she ever misses him." " Who?" " Roxanne." "Can't miss what you've never had." "Can't you?" "I was gonna kill him." "Poor Cynthia." "Saint Cynthia!" "She tried her best." " Did she?" " Yeah." "Yeah." "She did." "She gave me a lot of love." "What shall I tell him if he phones?" " Who?" " Maurice." "Tell him what you want." " You gonna bring your bloke?" " No, I ain't." "[Phone rings]" " Have you asked him?" " No!" " Hello." " That'll be him." " Hello." " Let me talk to him." "Shut it!" "There ain't no-one there." "Be one of them perverts." "Sweetheart..." "Stop goin' on about this fuckin' barbecue." "You're going to see him." "You could ask him." "I don't know if I want him to go." "It ain't for ages anyway." "See you later." " I, Zoe..." " I, Zoe..." " Take you, Darren..." " Take you, Darren..." " To be my husband." " To be my husband." " To have and to hold." " To have and to hold." " From this day forward." " From this day forward." " For better, for worse." " For better, for worse." "For richer, for poorer..." "Darren and Zoe have given their consent and made their marriage vows to each other." "They have declared their marriage by joining of hands and by the giving and receiving of rings." "I therefore proclaim that they are husband and wife." "Ain't you seein' him tonight, then?" "I'm havin' an early night." " Keep me company?" " I've got a hangover." "You should stop in more often." "You are lookin' after yourself with him, ain't you, sweetheart?" " What d'you mean?" " You know, taking care." "I don't wanna ask nothing personal but are you taking the pill?" "That IS personal." " Why don't you bring him round?" " Leave it out." "I'd like to meet him." "I wouldn't know him." "Don't hold your breath." "Don't leave it up to him." "Men are all the same." " Mum!" " I hope he uses a whatsiname." " Condoms." " Mind your own business!" "They can leak." "You wanna be careful." " You're jealous, ain't ya?" " Where is he tonight, anyway?" "I dunno." "Most likely out giving' somebody else one." "That's how I got caught with you." "Runnin' out of the pill." " You could have a coil fitted." " Change the record." " You'd suit the sponge." " Keep your voice down!" "I got a Dutch cap somewhere." "You could have that." "Run it under the tap..." "Where you goin'?" "I don't have to listen to this!" "Sweetheart!" "Roxanne!" "Darlin', I'm only tryin' to help you." " Leave me alone." " I'm your mother." "Get out of my room!" "If you have a baby, I'll look after it." " I ain't gettin' pregnant!" " I'll give up me job." " It's nothing to do with you!" " It bloody is!" "Don't drop it at MY door!" " Jesus Christ!" " I'm sorry, darlin'!" " I didn't..." " Fuck off!" "You make me sick, you stupid bitch!" "[Cynthia sobs]" "[Phone rings]" "Hello?" "I'm sorry to trouble you." "I'm trying to locate a Cynthia Purley." "'Yes?" "'" "Is that Cynthia Purley?" "'Yes.'" "Cynthia Rose Purley?" "Yes." "'Of 76 Quilter Street?" "'" "Yes." "What is it you want, darlin'?" "Hello?" "'D'you want Roxanne?" "She's gone out.'" "No." "'She ain't in any trouble, is she?" "'" "No." "It's about Elizabeth." "Elizabeth?" "Elizabeth who?" "'Elizabeth Purley.'" "Oh!" "But she's dead." "No, she isn't." "'She is, darlin'." "I should know.'" "I should know." "Look, sweetheart, she's me mother." "'She went in 1961.'" "No, I mean baby Elizabeth Purley." "Baby Eliz...?" "Who IS this?" "'She was born on the 23rd of July, 1968 'at..." "Sorry about this.'" "[Rustle of papers]" "Er, yeah." "At The Haven, Wells Grange Avenue," "'Sutton, Surrey." "'I'm sorry." "I know this must be a shock to you.'" "[Vomits]" "[Phone rings]" "[Phone continues to ring]" "[Ring!" "Ring!" "]" "Listen, darlin', what is it you want?" "I'm really sorry." "'You mustn't come round here, sweetheart.'" "I didn't wanna upset you." "'You mustn't do that." "'You mustn't phone, neither.'" "I just needed to know." "You can't come round here 'cause no-one knows about you, see?" "Promise me you won't come round." "Promise me!" "Look, I've got your address." "If I wanted to come round, I'd have done it already." "I'm ever so sorry, sweetheart!" "I'm a little bit upset." "[Cynthia sobs]" "'Promise me you won't come round.'" "I promise." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Um... c-can I meet you somewhere?" "Oh, I shouldn't think so, darlin'." "I've got lots..." "I've got lots of questions I want to ask you." "Yeah, well, I gotta go now." "Please." "What's your name, anyway?" "Eh?" "'Hortense.'" "Hortense?" "Yeah." "'Hortense what?" "'" "Cumberbatch." "Clumberbunch?" "That's a funny name, innit?" "Yeah, I suppose it is." "You on the phone?" "Yeah." "Er, d'you wanna take my number down?" "'Oh, I don't think I gotta pencil.'" "I'll wait." "I got one." "Er..." "It's 0171 219..." "Sorry, 619 4840" "Yeah." "Tada." "[Bath taps running]" "[Phone rings]" "Hello." "Hello?" "D'you wanna meet me or not?" "Hello." "Yes or no." "It's up to you." "Yeah, of course I wanna meet you." "'Well, then... '" "Are you sure about this?" "'I mean, if you're not sure... '" "Where d'you want to meet me?" "'Well, where would you like to meet?" "'" "I don't know." "Anywhere." "Not here though!" "No, of course not." "Er..." "What about outside Holborn tube station?" "Holborn." "When?" "'What are you doing this Saturday coming?" "'" "Nothing." "I'm never bloody doing anything." "'Saturday, then.'" "What time?" "...730?" "'Half past seven." "'Now listen, you mustn't phone me here again." "'D'you understand me?" "'" "Otherwise, I won't come and meet ya." "I'll see you on Saturday." "Hello?" "Don't even know what you look like!" "Hello, sweetheart." " What's for tea?" " Got you some steak." " What for?" " Little treat for you." " Ain't you havin' none?" " Want a beer?" " We ain't got none." " I got you some." "Oh." "Did ya?" " You goin' out?" " No, I'm stayin' in." "I'm gonna have a few early nights." "I've decided." "Excuse me." " What is it, sweetheart?" " Are you Cynthia?" "Yeah." "How'd YOU know?" "Hello, I'm Hortense." "What you talkin' about?" "Hortense Cumberbatch." "I spoke to you on the telephone." " What, that was YOU?" " Yeah." "Oh, no." "No, sweetheart." "No, darlin'!" "You've been ringin' the wrong person." "Cynthia Purley?" "Where d'you get MY name from, anyway?" "It's on my birth certificate." "What you talkin' about?" "It can't be." "It's got your name and your address on it." "There." "That's all wrong, darlin'." "They've made a mistake down the offices." "You wanna get down there, get that sorted." "That's someone having' a joke." "I don't think so." "Let me have a look at that." "I'm ever so sorry, sweetheart." "It must be a bit of a disappointment for you." "[Cynthia sobs]" "I really think you ought to see these documents." "Why, what is it?" "Why don't we, er... go somewhere and have... and sit down?" "No, I think I'd better be goin', darlin'." "Look, you've come all this way." "Please." "Let's go and have a cup of tea or something." "There's places down there." "Come on." "I hope you find your mum, sweetheart." "You keep lookin'." " Go on." " No, thanks." "I don't smoke." "Nor should ya." "My daughter smokes like a chimney." "You've got a daughter?" "Yeah." "Ain't never been in here before." "They shouldn't go raising' your hopes like that." "It ain't fair." "Is this your signature?" "This is stupid." "I don't understand it." "I mean, I CAN'T be your mother, can I?" "Why not?" " Well, look at me!" " What?" "Listen, I don't mean nothin' by it, darlin', but I ain't never been with a black man in my life." "No disrespect nor nothing." "I'd have remembered, wouldn't I?" "Oh, bloody hell!" "Oh, Jesus Christ Almighty!" "I'm sorry, sweetheart!" "I'm so ashamed!" "You shouldn't be ashamed." "I can't look at you." "I didn't know, sweetheart." "Honest, I didn't know." "What didn't you know?" "I didn't know you was black!" "See, I..." "I thought they'd got the dates all wrong." "All this time, I've thought you was born six... six weeks premature, but you wasn't." "You wasn't." "Who was he?" "You don't wanna know that, darlin'." "I do." "Listen, I wanna be honest with you but I can't tell you THAT, sweetheart, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Look at ya." "I expect I'm a bit of a disappointment to you, ain't I?" "No." "You don't have to say that, darlin'." "I know." "You've been better off without me," "I can tell you that much." "I done you a good turn." "Your tea's getting cold." "What's your mum like, then?" "Does she mind you lookin' for me?" " My mum died recently." " Oh, I'm sorry." "What about your dad?" "He's dead an' all." "Oh." "Are you married?" "No." "No, um..." "I ain't, er..." "I ain't, er..." "I ain't married, sweetheart." "Are YOU?" "No." "I bet you got a boyfriend." " No, not at the moment." " Nice-looking girl like you?" "Have YOU got a boyfriend?" "I give 'em all a wide berth." "They got me into enough trouble in the past!" "[Cynthia's laughter turns into sobs]" "You got a job, have you?" "Yeah." "That's good." "What doing'?" " I'm an optometrist." " Eh?" "I test eyes." "Optician?" "Are you?" "Well..." "There's a turn up." " What do YOU do?" " I work in a factory." "D'you like it?" "It pays the rent." "How about your daughter?" "She works for the council." "Have you got any sisters?" "No." "Two brothers." "Oh, are they, um... adopted?" "No." "What do THEY do?" "One's a computer salesman and the other one's got his own garage." "I bet your mum was proud of you, wasn't she?" "Yeah, she was." "Yeah, 'course she was." "I'D have been proud." "Why didn't you wanna see me?" "Well, 'cause nobody knows about you, sweetheart." "I don't wanna upset my daughter, do I?" "I mean when I was born." "Well, I couldn't." "I was too upset, see." "They wanted me to look at you." "They wanted me to hold you but I couldn't." "I just couldn't!" "I didn't know if I was comin' or goin'." "I was only a little girl meself, 16." "I didn't have no choice." "If I had've seen you, I would've wanted to keep you." "You do believe me, don't you, sweetheart?" "I don't blame you, darlin'." "You only just found out?" "No." "I've known since I was seven." "Your mum and dad told you, did they?" "Yeah, they did." "They sound like nice people." "Yeah." "My mum told me on the plane on our way back from Barbados." "Little girl." "Was you upset?" "I just looked out at the clouds." "Haven't you ever thought about me?" "Yeah, 'COURSE I have!" "But it ain't no good pinin' over what you ain't got, is it?" "But didn't you think I'd look for you?" "No, I..." "I didn't, as it happens." "Wish you hadn't bothered now, don't you?" "No." "I'm glad." "I don't want to disrupt your family or anything." "I just had to see you." "I had to know who you were." "Listen..." "I wanna wish you all the best, sweetheart, whatever you do." "And I'll be thinkin' of you." "Bit quiet, ain't ya?" "What's up?" "You goin' out?" "Yeah, in a bit." "You feelin' all right?" "There's nothing the matter with ME." "Nothing at all." " D'you find anything today?" " Frozen chicken." " What, in the road?" " No, in a bin." "It was still cold." "Some dirty magazines." "D'you bring 'em home?" "No!" "Still, I suppose there are worse jobs." "Gotta laugh, ain't you, sweetheart?" "Else you'd cry." "[Phone rings]" "Hello." "Is that Hortense?" "'Speaking.'" "It's Cynthia." "Hello." "'I didn't think you'd be in.'" "I am." "Well, I just, um... wanted to ring up and say... how nice it was to meet you yesterday." "That's all." "Thank you." "Been thinkin' about you all day." "I've been thinking about YOU." "Yeah, well, um..." "I just wanted to say that." "Thank you." "Dunno what to say now." "Daft, ain't it?" "Got home all right, did you?" "Yeah." "Thank you." "What have you been doin' today?" "Oh, just out the back, sunning' meself." "'What YOU been doin'?" "'" "Just chillin' out, really." "'Yeah, hot, ain't it?" "'" "Yeah." "Well, that's all I wanted to say, sweetheart." "Tada, then." "I'd really like to see you again." " Would you?" " Yeah." "That'd be nice." "D'you like Italian food?" "Yeah, eat anything, me." "Chinese, kebabs, the lot!" "'What?" "'" "Nothing." "It's great." "[Maurice] And..." "OK, other side, please." "And..." "Bring your face this way, please." "Can you shut the door, please?" "Yeah, sure." "Sorry." "So who did your original photographs?" "My dad, actually, but my solicitor said they weren't good enough." "D'you have a police photographer?" "No." "I'm gonna come in a bit closer." "Hope you don't get claustrophobia." "No, I don't, actually." "That's good." "OK." "I'm just gonna move your..." "Thank you." "Sorry." "That's great." "And..." "Lovely." "A little bit closer." "Now..." "I know this isn't very nice." "But it's gotta be done, hasn't it?" "I want 'em to look as bad as possible." "Of course." "I lost my job." "I was GOOD at my job." "What did you do?" "I'm a beauty consultant." "OK." "If you just bring your chin up." "Lovely." "And..." "So what actually happened to you?" "My seatbelt was broken." "I went through the windscreen." "It wasn't my car." "I wasn't driving." "It wasn't my fault." " Yeah, you said." " It wasn't!" "You OK?" "Mm." "Did the driver sustain any injuries?" "No, unfortunately." "He's not in your good books." "I ain't seen him since." "I don't wanna see him." "Life isn't fair, is it?" "Someone always draws the short straw." "OK, that's very good." "Yeah." "One more." " Here's your receipt." " Thank you." "Ring us in the morning." "We'll see what we can do." " Fine." " Bye, then." "Mind how you go!" "Oh, Maurice, that's terrible." " How'd she do that, then?" " Car crash." " Aw, she's so lovely." " Not any more, she isn't." "[Jane] It's tragic." "[Maurice] She's getting earhole from that dosser." "He's been lookin' at me." "Gives me the creeps." "I don't believe it." "[Jane] How much money d'you think she'll get?" " What?" " Insurance." "Oh, if she's lucky - 15, 20 grand." "I dunno what I'd do if it happened to me." "Think I'd kill meself." " Hello." " Hiya." "Didn't expect to see YOU." "Oh, I'm terribly sorry." "Hello, Monica." "Hi, Jane." "Just been for a facial." "I'm dying for a cup of tea." " Look over there." " What?" " That bloke." " What bloke?" "See who it is?" " What, by the lamppost?" " Yeah." "It's Stuart Christian, isn't it?" "No!" "It IS." " But he's in Sydney." " Is he?" "He's comin' over." "[Maurice] Doesn't look well, does he?" "It's that man." " It's OK." "We know him." " Do ya?" " What's he want?" " God knows." " It's over to you, buster." " Thanks very much(!" ")." "[Door opens]" "[Maurice] Hello, Stuart." "[Stuart] Maurice." "Long time, no see." "Yeah." "How's things?" "Fine, thanks." "Fine." "Good." "You're lookin' well." "You're still 'ere then." "Yup." "Good." "I thought we'd lost you to Australia." "Well..." "How's the wife and kids?" "Maureen." "Monica." "Haven't got any kids." " No?" " She's great, thanks." "Good on you, mate." " You still in the game?" " Look at all this!" "What are you doin'?" "It's lost its style, Maurice." "Has it?" "Looks like a dentist's waiting room." "[Maurice chuckles]" "I'd kill for a cup o' tea." "If you're 21..." "or a millionaire... it's great." "Or you've got nine kids... you're fine." "Brilliant." "Open arms." "But for guys like you and me, doesn't matter how good you are - forget it." "But it was an experience..." "and now I'm back." "That's too bad." "You were full of such big plans." "[Stuart] It's a big place." " That's true." " Too fuckin' big." "You're lookin' as gorgeous as ever, Monica." "You thinkin' about setting up again?" "No, forget it." "Too much of a pain." "You know what it's like, Maurice." "You sweat your balls off for years and try and make people happy." "And what d'you get back?" "Nothing!" "(Thanks.)" "By the way, this is Jane, my assistant." "I bought the business from Mr Christian." " Hello." " Hello, Jane." "I hope he's treatin' you well." "He's all right." "You can work for me any time." "I'm all right where I am, thank you." "Your wife must've been sorry to come back." "Which wife?" "Ah, that bitch." "She never came out there in the first place." "Oh." " So where you living now?" " Down in Grays." " Essex." " Yeah." " Me mum's place." " Must be nice for her." " Havin' her boy to fuss over." " She's dead." "She died when I was in Bangkok." "Aw!" " Sorry to hear that." " That's a shame." "Didn't see much of her anyway." "It's my dad I miss." "You win some, you lose some." "[Teeth chatter against the mug]" "You must've had some lovely weather in Australia." "Too hot." "It's too hot over there, it's too cold over here." "[Stuart] Hasn't changed much in here." "[Maurice] Just a lick of paint." "Still got the Bronika, then?" "Yup." "I should've thought you'd be able to afford a Hasselblad by now, Maurice." "I can." "Oh, well off, are you?" "Survivin', mate, yeah." "Yeah." "You've done well out of my business, haven't you?" "[Maurice] MY business." "[Stuart] It's MY business." "No." "I bought it from you." "It's MY business." " This was an antiques shop." " That's right." "There was nothin' here." " I know." " I gave you my goodwill," "I gave you my clientele," "I gave you my fucking reputation." "You gave me nothing, Stuart." " Your client list was shit." " It wasn't." "I followed it up." "I rang 'em, I didn't get one bite." "If there's any success in this shop," " it's down to me." " That's bollocks!" "It's not bollocks, it's the truth." " How many weddings do you do?" " Enough." " How many?" " About 40 a year." " I used to do 140!" " What, personally?" "No." "Nobody does 'em personally." " I do." " Then you're a bloody fool." "Get people in." "If the work's there, grab it while you can." "I'm not getting some tosser in." "He could fuck up my reputation." " I'm not a tosser!" " I didn't say you were." " I'm not a fucking tosser." " I didn't mean you." " Don't call me a tosser." " I didn't, Stuart." "[Stuart] I can still do it!" "I've still got an eye." "They can't teach you that." " I'm still a photographer!" " 'Course you are." "So if you want someone to help you out, no worries, mate." "I'll be all right." "Right, right." "I see what you're saying, Stuart, yeah." "I'll bear it in mind." "You could lend me a camera?" "Yeah, sure." "I had mine nicked." "Yeah, great." "Thanks." "Sure." "[Monica] I thought we were never gonna get rid of him." "There but for the grace of God." "Tea's on the table." "Right." "Ain't you havin' none?" "No." "Why not?" "I'm goin' out." "Where you goin'?" "[TV is on]" "I'm off now then, sweetheart." "Ain't you gonna tell me where?" "You never tell me where YOU'RE goin'." "You never go nowhere." "I'm going somewhere tonight." "Tada." " Have fun." " Don't wait up." "She's been actin' right funny." "Where's she gone?" "Fuck knows." "She wouldn't tell us." "He's all right, though, Maurice." "Always got plenty of wine in." " We'll get well pissed." " Nice one." "I'm a bit shy of you, to tell you the truth." "Of me?" "Oh, you shouldn't be." "Look at you sittin' there." "You look like a model." "Oh, do I?" "I'll bet you was a pretty little girl." "Yeah, lovely." "Don't do that!" "You'll stay like it." "Stop it!" "Don't spoil it." "I used to drive my mum mad pulling' faces." "Bet she was a laugh, wasn't she?" "No, not really." "Thought you said she was a midwife." "Yeah." "I'd like to have been one of them." "I love babies." " I'm sorry, darlin'." " It's all right." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Is that all right for you?" "Yeah, it's lovely." "Wet, ain't it?" "Where's this food, then?" "I'm ravishin'!" "What?" "I've got so many things I wanna ask you but I can't remember what they are." "Nice to have someone to talk to, innit?" "Give us your hand, here." "Oh, you've got beautiful skin." "Right, let's have a look at you." "What, can you read palms?" "I used to." "Ain't done it for years." "Nobody's interested no more." "Now, if I didn't know you," "I could see by lookin' here what a nice girl you are." "Big heart." "You're gonna live to a ripe old age an' all." "Let's have a look." "Couple of kids." "D'you want babies?" " I'm not sure, really." " Oh, don't ya?" " Maybe." "I dunno yet." " Yeah, 'course you do." "Star sign?" "Leo." "I'm on the cusp of Cancer." "When's your birthday?" "Oh, 23rd of July." "You'd think I'd know that, wouldn't ya?" " That was the other day." " Yeah." "Sunday." "Why didn't you say nothing when I phoned ya?" "It's no big deal." "Did you have a party?" " No." " What d'you do, then?" "Stayed in, read me book, had a drink." " What, on your own?" " Yeah." "Aw." "Well, happy birthday for Sunday, sweetheart." "Thank you." "You're out now, ain't you?" "Yeah." "In good company." "With your mum." "You thought about havin' driving lessons?" "What for?" "I could get you some for your birthday." "Don't be stupid." "Get yourself a little motor, eh?" "Ain't you goin' out tonight?" " No." " Why?" "What's happened?" " YOU goin' out?" " Yeah, later." " Where you goin'?" " Down the pub." "I hope you're taking care of yourself." "What?" "Don't wanna get knocked up." " Don't be so bloody cheeky." " Not at your age." " All right?" " Missed a bit, darlin'." "Who's this?" "Oh, don't start all that again!" "Come on, who is it?" " It ain't me, is it?" " No!" "Well, who?" "Sylvester Stallone." "I can't understand a word he says." "You like lookin' at him, though." "No, he ain't my sort." " What IS your type?" " What, film star?" " Yeah." " Marlon." "I like a bloke with a bit of meat on him." "What sort of bloke do YOU go in for, then?" "Oh." "Intelligent... sensitive..." "Don't you care what they look like?" "Yeah, but they've gotta have something going on upstairs." "You only have black boyfriends, do you?" "No." "How do YOU look after yourself, then?" "You know, if you don't wanna have babies." "Condoms." "You just stop at that, do you?" "Yeah." "It's the best way." " Can't be too careful." " Gotta protect yourself." "It's my daughter's birthday next week." " How old is she?" " 21." "Nice age." "She's your sister now, ain't she?" "Yeah." "Suppose she is." "Does she look like you?" "Yeah, a bit." "You look more like me than SHE does." "We're the same build." "What are her eyes like?" "Blue." "My brother's doin' a party for her." "That's nice." "It takes the strain off you." "Yeah, well." "There is that." " Shame YOU ain't comin'." " Ah." "Meet your new family." " Oh, sweetheart!" " What?" "I nearly forgot!" "Happy birthday for Sunday." "It's..." "Oh, you shouldn't have bothered." "It ain't nothing much." "Aw." "Aw, thank you." "Don't start crying." "Perhaps I should ask him." " What?" " If I can take someone." "I don't know." "It's a family thing." "You're family, ain't ya?" "I'm proud of you." "Listen, Maurice, sweetheart " "I wanted to ask you a favour." "'Oh, yeah?" "What's that, then?" "[/]" "You know the party Sunday?" "'Barbecue." "Yeah.'" "Yeah." "Can I bring a mate?" "Sweetheart?" "Hello?" "Is it a bloke?" "'Course it ain't a bloke!" "'" "Chance'd be a fine thing!" "'Who is it, then?" "'" "Just someone at work." "We've been out a few times." "I was meant to have seen her Sunday only I forgot." "'Ls that all right?" "'" "I suppose so." "What d'you mean, you suppose so?" "No, it'll be fine." "I'll have to check it out, though." "Who with?" "Listen, if I don't phone back, bring her, all right?" "I don't wanna upset nobody." "'No, don't worry.'" "Are you sure, then?" "Yeah, yeah, no problem." "'OK, then, sweetheart." "'Lookin' forward to it.'" "Say hello to Roxanne for me." "'Yeah.'" "Tada, then." "'Bye.'" "Listen, I spoke to my little brother today and he says it's all right." "D'you wanna come?" "Ooh, I dunno." "I told him you was me mate." "I'd still feel a bit awkward." "'Don't be daft." "You'll be with ME, won't ya?" "'" "It wouldn't feel right." "I thought you wanted to come." "Yeah." "'Of course, if you've changed your mind... '" " I was lookin' forward to it." " Oh, I know." " What d'you think, then?" " All right, I'll come." "You're comin'?" "'Yeah.'" "Listen, I'll give you a ring later in the week and give you the address." "OK, then." "'OK." "Tada, then.'" "Bye-bye." "Jesus!" "You should've just said yes." "Makin' me look like a..." "Oh!" "I can hardly say no now." "That's up to you." "We don't know anything about this person." "Some new mate." "They've been out a few times." "Two hysterical nutters." "I'm glad she's got a friend." "I'm gonna have a great time(!" ")" "Thought I'd ask Jane as well." "Anybody else you want to invite?" "We've only got four garden chairs!" "Oh, give us two of them painkillers." "There you go." "D'you fancy some fish and chips?" "Don't be sarcastic." "I wasn't." "Sorry." "Cheers, mate." "[Knocking]" "There's a bell here." "Don't." "I've just done the knocker." "All right." "Hello there." "Hello, sweetheart." "You got here in one piece?" "Long time no see." "Yes." "Thank you." "Hello, birthday girl." "All right, Monica?" " Look at you." " This is Paul." " Hello, Paul." " How d'you do?" "[Monica] Nice to meet you." "There's Maurice." "Now come away in." " Hi, Jane." " Hello, Monica." "This is Jane." "Maurice just picked her up from the station." "[Cynthia] Here he is!" "Hello, sweetheart." "Hiya." "[Roxanne] All right, Maurice?" "I got you that." " You didn't have to do that." " It's all right." "This is Paul." "Maurice." "All right, mate." "Ain't you got one for me?" "'Course I have." "Hello, darlin'." "Don't kill him." "You've landed on your feet here, ain't ya?" "This is Jane, my lovely assistant." " I talked to you on the phone?" " Yeah." " Can I take your coats?" " Yes." "Drink?" "Red, white, rose, beer?" " I'll have white." " Beer." "Thanks a lot." " Cynth?" " White, please." " Jane?" " Rose." "Okey-doke." " Where's the friend?" " I've no idea." "You got an ashtray, darlin'?" "There's one on the coffee table." "I didn't think you'd have given up." "One of the few pleasures in life." " These are very bright." " Don't you like 'em?" "I'll just put them in a vase." " What's that there for?" " We like it." "Oi, don't laugh." "It's stupid." "[Maurice] One of my early works." "Miserable little git." "[Roxanne] You was fuckin' around." "Oi, mind your language." " How's work, then?" " It's all right, yeah." " Still enjoying it?" " Yeah." " When you goin' to college?" " Shut up." " You're goin' to college." " I ain't." " You got a good brain." " Don't wanna use it." " Suit yourself." " I will." "Paul's a scaffolder." "Yeah, your mum said." "Bet that's hard work." "It can be, mate." " Especially in the winter." " That's right." "I wanted to give it a Mediterranean feel." "It's a lovely kitchen." " And this is..." "Oops!" " A big lavatory." "The downstairs toilet." "Handy if you're in the garden." "It's really convenient." "I think the peach tones make it quite tranquil." "Yeah." "So you know where it is if you need it." "Now..." "Excuse me, Jane." "This is the garage." "I thought it was a cupboard!" " Is that a new car?" " Yes, that's my car." "What was wrong with your other one?" "Nothing." "I'll show you upstairs." "We'll start with this." "Oh." "There's the tank." "Where I keep towels and bedlinen." "Your airing cupboard." "Mm." "Not very capacious." "This is Maurice's bathroom." "It's green." "Matches your tank." "These all new carpets, are they, sweetheart?" "Oh, yes." "And this is the master bedroom." "It's more like the bridal suite!" "It's beautiful!" "I've always wanted a four-poster." "I can see Maurice thrashing about in there(!" ")" "It is a king-size." "It's out of a fairy tale." " Bet this cost a bob or two." " It wasn't cheap." "And here's another lavatory." "That bathroom's mine." "The en-suite." "You've got one each?" "Nice, ain't it, Jane?" "It's like a hotel." "Don't want to trip over each other." "Oh, you've got everything, Monica." " So where's this friend?" " He's here." " No." "Your mum's." " What you talkin' about?" "She asked if she could bring a friend from work." " First I've heard." " Is it?" " She never mentioned it?" " No." "Peculiar." "That must be who she's been goin' out with." "She's a dark horse, ain't she?" " Hello." " No, I'm sorry..." "I'm a friend of Cynthia's." "Yes." "Yes, of course." "Hello, sweetheart!" " Hello." " I thought you were, uh..." "Come on in." "That's me mate, Hortense." "Hi." "That's me brother's wife." "Pleased to meet you." " Monica." " Hello, Monica." "Come on out the back, meet me brother." "OK." "Can I take your coat...?" " Hortense." " Hortense." " Hortense." " Thank you." "This is me little brother, Maurice." "Pleased to meet you, Maurice." "Ain't that little." "That's Hortense." " Hortense." " Yeah, that's right." "And this is me daughter, Roxanne." "Oh, happy birthday." "Oh, you didn't have to do that, sweetheart." "It's OK." " That's Paul, her intended." " He ain't me intended." "And this is, um..." " Jane." " Maurice's assistant." " Hi." " Very nice to meet you." "That's nice, innit?" " Drink?" "Red, white, rose?" " White, please." "Thanks." "That's really nice." "You're welcome." " We'll have it later." " No, don't waste it." "I've got some to have with the cake." "We thought you'd got lost." "I took a few wrong turns." " In a minicab?" " She's got a car." " Thanks." " There you go." "Who wants a top up?" " I'll have one." " Not for me." "Would you like a crisp, Hortense?" "No, I'm fine." "Thanks." "I only met Paul for the first time today, Hortense." " He's a scaffolder." " Are you?" "Another one bites the dust." "That must be quite dangerous." "Well, it can be." "Come and lollop over here." "D'you go up really high?" "Sometimes." "Just you and the elements, really." "Ever fallen off?" "Would you like a crudite?" " Thank you, no." " Oh, well." " You work with my mum?" " Yeah." " On the machines?" " No." "Comin' round tomorrow night, Paul?" " Mum!" " Well..." " Eh?" " We're goin' out." "You'll come and have a drink?" "It's her 21st." "It's no big deal." " I ain't give you your present." " Chicken drumsticks." " D'you want some salad?" " Yes, please." "I'll get you some." "Doing something special tomorrow night?" "No." "Down the pub, as usual." " Can we use fingers?" " Use your feet if you want." " You've a knife and fork, Jane." " Bit late now." "What d'you do at the factory?" " This looks lovely." " Hope it don't kill ya." " You ain't her boss?" " No." " Here you are." " Thank you." " Some salad, Paul?" " No, thanks." " It's good for you." " He don't want none." "What about Jane?" "Does she want salad?" "Ta very much." "What do you do, Roxanne?" "I work for the council." " Down the dole?" " No, I'm a road sweeper." "Who's for a potato?" " She's got my plate." " Here you are." " Hortense?" " Please." " I'll have some of that." " Please." "You DO get girl road sweepers." " Burgers and bangers." " Nice one." "That's your one, Roxanne." "With your name on it." "The burnt one." " Potato for you, Paul?" " Please." "A nice big one." " Here, darlin'." " One for you, pet?" "Shall I do YOU, Monica?" "I'll see to myself." "Sit down." "What about Maurice?" "Who's lookin' after the worker?" "Don't worry about me." "I'll eat in a minute." "Your potato's there, Cynthia." "I think I'LL have salad." "Can I have my tongs back?" " Got butter?" " Yes." "Just a minute." "And mustard, Monica." "You like the American, don't you, Roxanne?" "Yeah." "Ta." "I'll just get some salad." " Some butter, Paul?" " All right, darlin'?" " Please." " Waitin' for the butter." " There, Cynth." " Oh, Maurice!" "That'll shut you up." "Having a steak, are you, Cynthia?" "Yes." "Thank you, Monica." "That'll put hairs on your chest." "Like some mustard or would you prefer French?" "This looks lovely, Maurice." "Right." "There you go, mate." "Half a cow for you." " Look at the size of it!" " Ridiculous." "There's enough there for ALL of us." "Put colour in your cheeks." "No-one else wants a steak?" " Ain't you havin' one?" " No, Cynthia." " Not allowed." " Mustard, Paul?" " It's lovely." " Can't get rid of it, can you?" "Oh, it's a real communal thing, eating." "Yes." "This is a lovely house." "Well, WE like it." "I'll show you round later, if you want." "Thanks." "That'd be nice." "Yeah, it's brilliant." "You live in a flat, Hortense?" "Yeah." "It's her own." "She's got a mortgage." " Whereabouts are you?" " Kilburn." "That's a bit of a schlepp." "Old Kent Road and back every day." " She drives!" " I get on the tube." "I drive to the station." "You've got a bedsit, ain't you, Paul?" " Yeah." " That's a shame." "Wish I had a place of me own." "D'you still live at home, then?" "No chance!" "You two work on the same machine?" "No." "I'm the only one on slits." "D'you choose your own working hours, Roxanne?" "Not bloody likely." " She's going to college." " I ain't goin'." "Hortense went to college." "Mm." "What did you study?" " Optometry." " What's that, then?" " It's to do with the eye." " That's right." "Testing." " Given it all up now, have you?" " Not exactly." "Why are you working in a cardboard box factory, then?" " I'm doing research." " That's interestin'." "What sort of research?" " Medical." " What, you lookin' at her head?" "Take no notice." "There's nothing wrong with HER head." " Did you go to university?" " Yeah." " Did you do a degree?" " Yes." " She just looks at our eyes." " Yes." "What for?" "You can tell a lot about people" " from lookin' at their eyes." " True." " Can you?" " Windows to your soul." "A nice way of puttin' it, Jane." " Who wants a top up?" " No, thanks, I'm driving." "Yes, please." " Here you are." " Oi, greedy guts!" "Take a leaf out of her book, Paul." " Lost his licence." " All right, Mum." " Did you have an accident?" " Just had one too many." "The demon drink, eh?" "Is that who you've been goin' out with?" "Yes." "She thought I'd been seein' a bloke." "Could've been, I suppose." " I still turn heads." " Turn stomachs!" "[Bang!" "]" "Oh, Jane!" "I was just playin' with it." "D'you want one, Hortense?" "We might as well pop the lot." " No!" "No!" " It's like a bonfire." "# Happy birthday to you" "# Happy birthday to you" "# Happy birthday, dear Stinker" "[Roxanne] Yeah, Maurice, very funny(!" ")" "[Cynthia] Darlin', join in." "# Happy birthday to you #" "Hip-hip, hooray!" "Nice one - champagne." " Did anybody bring my camera in?" " It's there." " D'you have to, Monica?" " Of course." "[Roxanne] Watch where you point that, Maurice." "And... [Quiet pop]" "Come on, blow your candles out, Roxanne." "Everybody else gather round." " Come on, darlin'." " Cynth, you tuck in there." "Hortense, in there." "Hurry." "It's burnin' me eyebrows off." "Make a wish." "One big blow." " And..." " Cheese!" "Hey!" "I hope your wish comes true, pet." " Roxy." " Ta." "Cynth." "Here you are, sweetheart." "Oh, that's nice." "Mm." "And Paul." " Cynth again." " Thank you, Maurice." " Cor, this is livin', ain't it?" " Yeah." "[Maurice] OK." "One for me." "Right." "On you go, then." "Oh, yeah." "OK." "Er..." "I would like to propose a toast for Roxanne on her 21st birthday." "Now it's all legal and twice as boring for it." "Mind you, it's been legal since you were 18 anyway." "Happy birthday, sweetheart." " Ta." " Roxanne." "Happy birthday." "Happy birthday." " There you go." " What's that?" " Book token." " Don't be stupid!" "Fuckin' hell, Maurice." "[Roxanne] Thanks!" " Your 21st, innit?" " Thanks, Monica." "Happy birthday, pet." "Don't spend it all in the one shop." "Here, happy birthday." "Wish I'd brought MY present with me." "Give it to her tomorrow." "That's her birthday." "Don't expect I shall see her tomorrow." "Gonna sit down, darlin'?" "Sit down, everybody." "Have some cake." "Hortense." "Jane." "[Roxanne] Where am I goin'?" "[Maurice] Anywhere you like." " Come on the end, Paul." " Hortense." "Where's the bathroom?" "It's just through there, sweetheart." "[Maurice] The door straight ahead, the light's on the left." "Thank you." " She's a nice girl." " Yes, she is, Maurice." " Seems very pleasant." " Yeah, she's all right." " How you doin', Paul?" " All right." " Has your shirt dried off?" " Yeah." "She takes after her mother." "[Maurice] Does she?" "[Monica] You know her as well?" "[Maurice] Work at the factory, does she?" "You're lookin' at her." "Eh?" "She's my daughter." "What's the matter with ya?" "Maurice... it's me daughter." "Don't be stupid." "She's had too much to drink." "She can't be the one that..." "What?" "Hortense, sweetheart." "She's your sister!" "What?" "That's her half-sister, Paul." "You... you eat your cake, sweetheart." "Thanks." " What's the matter?" " I'm all right." "[Cynthia] I told 'em." "[Cynthia sobs]" "[Cynthia] Tell 'em who you are, sweetheart." "It wasn't supposed to happen like this." "Well, it has." "So you tell 'em, go on." "Is it true?" "Yes, it is." "[Maurice] You never told her, then?" "I'm sorry, darlin'." "Will someone tell me what the fuck's goin' on?" "She's your sister!" "Maurice?" "Monica?" "I always said she had a right to know." "No, Roxanne." "Sweetheart, darlin'!" " Darlin', please!" " I'll smack you, you slag!" "Ain't enough you had one bastard," " you had to have two!" " Stop it!" "[Maurice] Roxanne?" "Roxy?" "Sit down, darlin'." "Sit down, Paul." "Cynthia, I think I should go." "I don't want you to go." "You sit down." "Eat your cake, Jane." "You don't half choose your moments, Cynthia." "When's the RIGHT moment, Maurice?" "You tell me that." "Paul, get my coat." "We're goin'." " Don't go." " Why didn't you tell me?" " I thought you knew." " You used to tell me everythin'!" " I'm sorry." " You've fuckin' let me down!" "As for you, you've ruined my party and I hope you're happy!" "Roxy..." "Roxanne!" "She don't mean it, darlin'." "She's just a little bit upset." " Where you goin'?" " I don't know." "It's all been a bit of a shock, innit?" "Did you know about her?" "I always thought she'd had a boy." " She's a slag." " No, she's not." " She fuckin' is!" " She loves you." "We all love you." "You comin' back?" " No." "Why should I?" " You got to." " You gotta face up to it." " Face up to what?" "[Monica] She's left her card." "Oh, well." "I'll post it on to her." "[Cynthia] I'll take it." "You'll be lucky if you ever see her again." "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Would I?" "You've been workin' at it for 18 years, ain't ya?" "You turned my father against me, you turned my Maurice against me and you turned me daughter against me." "You'll be havin' a go at HER next." "Sorry about this, Hortense." "Finished, Jane?" "Why don't you sit down?" " You got a short memory." " What is it now?" "You'd have none of this if I hadn't given Maurice the money to start with." "That was your father's insurance money." " It was for me and Roxanne." " And Maurice." "He didn't want none till he talked to you." "He was entitled to it!" "I went out cleaning', took her to school," " then did a full day's work." " Didn't we know it!" "You've done nothing but spend his money since you met him." "What else do you do with money?" "At least we made something of ourselves." "Haven't you just." "You wanna try bringing' up a kid on your own!" "She can't help it." "She's never had enough love." "And you've never got on." " That ain't my fault." " I know." "But she needs you." " Come on." " I don't want to." "What do YOU think, Paul?" "I think he's right, darlin'." " Do ya?" " Yeah." "Well, I ain't sayin' nothin'." "You won't have to." "You just have to listen." "Come on." "[Cynthia] I'm sorry, Roxanne." "It just came out, darlin'." "I didn't mean to spoil your party." " Tell her, Maurice." " Leave her, Cynth." "[Maurice] Just tell her the truth." "Darlin'..." "I got pregnant when I was 15... and your grandad sent me away to this place." "Didn't he, Maurice?" "I didn't know she was gonna come lookin' for me." "But I gotta tell you the truth, darlin'," "I'm glad she did." "It ain't her fault, sweetheart." "She didn't wanna hurt you, no more than I did." "You tell her, sweetheart." "It's true." "She didn't wanna upset you." "I'm sorry." "All right?" "She said you weren't never gonna come back." "[Maurice] Who did?" "I never said any such thing." "She's twisted everything as usual." "[Cynthia] Yes, you did." "Well, you was wrong, 'cause she has come back, ain't you, sweetheart?" "I always thought you should've known." "[Maurice] You should've told her." "[Cynthia] 'Course I should've." "But I didn't think there'd be no need." "You seem to have told all and sundry." "Meaning me, I suppose." "I am his wife, after all." "[Cynthia] Then behave like his wife." " Why ain't you give him no kids?" " Quiet, Cynthia." "That's between Maurice and me." "You might not have wanted 'em but HE did." " Shut up!" " You know nothing." " Don't I?" " There are things..." " Maurice." " Like what?" "Tell her." "Tell me what?" "Why can't you tell her?" "She can't have kids." "Simple as that." "She's physically incapable... of havin' children." "[Maurice] We've had every test known to medical science." "She's been prodded, poked, had operations." "We've had 15 years of it and she can't have a baby." "I love you to bits... but it's almost destroyed our relationship." "You know it has." "There." "I've said it." "So where's the bolt of lightning'?" "Secrets and lies!" "We're ALL in pain." "Why can't we SHARE our pain?" "I've spent my entire life tryin' to make people happy!" "And the three people I love the most in the world hate each other's guts!" "I'm in the middle " "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!" "I'm sorry, Hortense." "But you are a very brave person." " A very stupid person." " No, you're not." "You wanted to find the truth and you were prepared to suffer the consequences." "And I admire you for that." "I mean it." "You're so lucky, Cynthia." "Have you really been working in the factory?" "No." "What d'you do, then?" "I'm an optometrist." "Welcome to the family." "[Jane sobs]" "Maurice..." "I wish I'd had a dad like you." "You're lovely!" "His name's..." "Bingham." "Your father." "[Cynthia] He's from America." "I met him on holiday." "Benidorm." "He's a medical student." "One morning, I come down and he weren't there no more." "But he was a nice man." "He was." "Was MY father a "nice man"?" "Oh, don't break my heart, darlin'!" "I'm all right." "[Cynthia sobs loudly]" "Oh, PLEASE, Roxanne, sweetheart!" "PLEASE!" "I'm frightened." "Why?" "You don't love me any more." "Not like you used to." "Maurice!" "You don't know how MUCH I love you." "Do you?" "We've got each other, haven't we?" "Bet you've never seen so much shit, have you?" "You wanna see my mum's house!" "D'you miss her?" "Yeah." " Did you get on with her?" " She used to drive me mad!" "That's what they're there for, ain't it?" "Yeah." "That's me old chair, there." "Aw." "I always wanted a little sister." "It's just my brothers were much older than me so I ended up playing on my own." "Oh, I know what you mean." "[Hortense giggles]" "What you laughin' at?" "Do you feel like we're sisters?" "I dunno." "Do you?" " It's a bit weird." " Yeah." "I don't mind it, though." "No." "Nor do I." "Don't even know you yet, do I?" "D'you wanna go out one night?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "You can take me to one of your pubs." "Yeah, all right." "How would you introduce me?" "As your half-sister?" "Yeah." "No, man." "Too much explaining to do." " It's what I'd say, though." " Would ya?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Best to tell the truth, innit?" "Yeah, it is." "That way, nobody gets hurt." "Here you are, sweetheart." "Tea's up!" "Go on, darlin'." " Want a biscuit?" " No, I'm all right." "Sit yourself down." " You all right with that?" " Yeah." "That's it." "Who'd have thought it, eh?" "Look at you two sitting' there - like a couple of garden gnomes!" "[Cynthia chuckles]" "Oh, this is the life, eh?" "[Roxanne and Hortense] Yeah." "DVD Subtitling by European Captioning Institute"