"RADIO:" "NINA SIMONE, Misunderstood # Baby, you understand me now" "# If sometimes you see that I'm mad" "(JOINING IN) # I'm mad..." "# Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel" "# When everything goes wrong you see some bad" "(CHAS JOINS IN) # But I'm just a soul" "# Whose intentions are good" "# Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood" "You won't crush our spirit, babe." "How about your voice box?" "I bet you're thrilled to be home." "# You know sometimes baby I'm so # Carefree" "(RADIO) # With a joy that's hard to hide" "# And sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry" "# And then you're bound to see my other side" "# But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good" "# Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood" "# Life has its problems and I get more than my share... #" "# But that's one thing I never meant to do, cos I love you... #" "# Oh, baby... #" "No no, shush." "Never mind that." "Who loves who, since when and why?" "Don't know what you mean." "Oh, you liar!" "After everything we said!" "Johnny's only a lickle tot." "I knew you'd stick up for him." "He's a baby." "Vanessa reckons he sleeps for the childminder." "I don't blame him." "Never met a duller person." "(LAUGHS)" "What?" "I don't know what to write now." "You're putting me off." "Oh Father, methinks he doth have a lass on the go." "Forsooth, daughter, you may be correct." "How old is he?" "55." "Open to offers." "Let's talk when the pills kick in." "Ooh, you're blushing!" "He's blushing." "Hey, I'm only jealous." "I wish I had something to blush about." "Morning!" "(MUTTERS) Morning." "You look like you haven't slept for weeks, little vetty friend." "Holly!" "It's getting on." "Dogs and vomit." "Please Chas, just " "No, dogs and vomit!" "Back to each other, time after time, no matter how old and rancid it gets." "I hate you both!" "Just let it go." "Shut up, you." "Does Moira know?" "Who cares?" "Hm!" "Well, do you know what?" "If we're dogs and vomit, guess what you are?" "You are the The End Is Nigh lady." "Remember that guy in the street when we were kids, with that big placard and he used to go "The end is nigh"?" "Well, that's you, Chas." "So come on, are we all doomed?" "Why do you never say anything?" "I'm not the only one in this relationship!" "If you start already, after just one night." "One night plus a child called Debs, plus 20-odd years of will-they-won't-they." "Keep stamping your little trotters like that and the answer'll definitely be "They won't."" "(DOOR SLAMS)" "Three o'clock he woke up." "And I've operated on a cat this morning." "Did it survive?" "I think so, but don't ask me what colour or sex it were." "Hm!" "Right, I'm just gonna take Holly her tea up." "Three o'clock, Moira." "And he didn't even need a cuddle or a bottle - he were just full on and ready to embrace the day." "You know, he's like a manic kids' TV presenter " ""Hello, Mummy, let's play!" " which is... quite threatening when you're semi-conscious and full of hate." "Hey, here's your tea, love." "I'll be down at the bottom field with Vanessa." "She's that tired her eyes are swivelling." "Right, come on, ladykins." "Oh, if I must." "Oh, please say you've penned the sheep." "It's a good job I love you." "I haven't the energy to chase ewes." "Well, I think it's a bit of scald." "In fact I'm pretty sure it is." "I only got you here for company." ""Come on, Mummy, let's play."" "Oh, I've got to get him to sleep in his own bedroom." "Oh, Vanessa, for heaven's sake." "He's over a year." "Holly was in her own room by six months." "(Ooh, nyah nyah.)" "(MOIRA AND VANESSA OUTSIDE) I know I'm breaking all the rules, but I get lonely and he's like a little hot water bottle." "You're making a rod for your own back." "Yeah, bog standard scald." "Oh my word, does it ming." "Right, just trim the hooves and treat 'em." "Have you got any stuff?" "No, don't think so." "(SIGHS)" "Pass my bag." "I'll do it for you." "There's no need to feel sorry for me." "I wasn't even gonna mention Cain." "Good." "I'm on my own at home, though." "You're on your own up here." "It is rubbish, innit?" "Hm." "I'm thinking of changing my name." "I've always loved Julia." "My surname, you idiot." "Oh." "I'm tired of being a Dingle." "Why do we take their name anyway?" "Why can't they take ours?" "So what is your maiden name?" "Woodall." "Oh, yeah, that is quite boring." "Coming from Ms Woodfield!" "We're not talking about me, though." "No, I prefer Dingle, or Barton at a push." "If you're Barton you're the same as the kids again." "Well, apart from Holly Leibovitz." "Hm?" "Never mind." "Hey, she was brilliant at Tracy's wedding." "Have you seen t'pictures she took?" "They're fab." "Yeah." "She did a mate's last-minute yesterday." "No panicking, just got all dressed up and off she went." "Of course there's a bloke involved somewhere." "Well, lucky cow." "Who?" "No idea, but I know that he's local cos suddenly she doesn't want to leave the farm." "And I'm sure there'll be plans and schemes brewing." "Oh, Moira, please don't go." "You're the only person lonelier than me in this village." "But all her ideas are nonsense." "Oh, you terrible wicked mother." "Some dippy hippy tripe like making peg bags to sell at fairs, although we'd need to sell 40,000 of them just to buy one field." "And if I'm bad, what does that make you?" "You're gonna have your sleeping with you when he's old enough to vote." "He's not a kid, he's a comfort blanket." "And I love peg bags." "Ah." "Right, I'm gonna make a start on breakfast." "But I will tell her that you were sticking up for her." "Mm." "Right." "(GROANS)" "Hey!" "You look nice." "Doug said you were heading into town." "I'm desperate for a quick coffee first." "Yeah." "Let me come with you." "To town?" "Mm, yeah." "What's that face saying to you, Bob?" "Cos it's not exactly saying Fun Time Frankie to me." "I think it's saying, "I'm a bit stressed."" "Charity and Cain are back together." "Does Moira know?" "Well, I can see why you'd wanna run a mile." "You're supposed to be her friend." "You're her friend and all." "Who asked you?" "Come with me while I tell her." "No way." "It'd be awful if she found out willy-nilly." "She'll be fine." "Just run in the house, shout it, run back out and let Holly pick up the pieces." "Like that'll work." "I've already warned you about butting in, Bob." "Yeah." "Holly!" "Can't you smell that bacon?" "You've not drunk your tea." "You're taking the mick now." "Holly!" "Holly." "Holly?" "Come on, sleepy head." "I don't like this game any more." "Holly, wake up." "It's me, Mum." "(GASPS)" "Oh...oh, no, no." "Oh, no." "Holly, wake up, darling!" "Wake up!" "Holly, Holly!" "Please, Holly." "It's all right." "It's all right, I'm here." "Where have you gone?" "Where have you gone?" "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "Yoo-hoo!" "She's not here." "Let's go." "There's her phone." "She'll be upstairs." "We'll tell her, then take her out and get her drunk." "Great." "You go first." "If I have to." "Moira?" "Can you get something nice on please?" "We're going out." "Right, take it from here." "That's not what I meant, and you know it!" "You'll need something a bit posher than that." "Yeah..." "I, I just need to make this call first." "We're taking you into town." "No arguments." "We're doing...well, shops and bars." "Hello." "Yes." "I, I don't know who you need to send." "But it's my daughter" " Holly - she's called Holly - she's 25 years old... ..and she's dead." "It's an overdose I think." "There is an empty heroin wrap on the floor." "And there's no pulse and her lips were blue..." "I know, I know she's dead but I'm not really sure who you send." "Hello." "Um, no," "I'm Holly's mum's friend Chas." "My name is Chas." "I don't know." "We've just got here." "No, we're not with Holly now, no." "She's gone." "Yes, sorry, I'm..." "I'm here." "Um...our other friend's gone to be with her." "I, I'll go look now." "No, no, I won't touch anything." "We were just going out." "Sorry." "Yeah, I'm going up the stairs now." "I'm sorry, I'm just..." "I'm finding it hard to take this in." "(SIREN)" "RADIO:  'So the bottom dropped out of my world.'" "'Or was it the other way round?" "'" "'Who knows?" "It could've been either actually.'" "'I always get the world and my bottom confused.'" "'And you wonder why you've got no friends.'" "(RADIO VOICES CONTINUE)" "'(LAUGHTER)' 'Time for another track!" "I can't believe it." "She's too young." "Oh God, Moira." "She's too young." "CID are on their way." "Now?" "We'll be very gentle with her things." "But today?" "Vanessa, listen, don't let Johnny stay in his own room." "Oh, Moira." "Don't." "We were being daft." "It was silly." "No, you keep him in with you." "Don't ever let him go." "Do you hear me?" "Not even for a second." "This is Mrs Dingle." "I'm DS Sutcliffe." "I'm sorry for your loss." "I'll show you Holly's room." "So it's true, what Vic said?" "They do say..." "Who?" "Who says, Brenda?" "I can't remember now." "But they say he's broken-hearted about Moira, and he's been on a drink-fuelled bender." "Ooh!" "Better than a petrol-fuelled one." "Anyway, he's on the market, ladies." "And I must say I wouldn't mind a pair of his slippers under my bed." "Oh, come on." "Don't be like that." "What, serve you a drink without saying a word like the perfect surrendered wife?" "It's between us and no one else." "You know what I think you're doing?" "I think you're hedging your bets." "Look, whatever you think you just saw..." "Pardon?" "..it's not what you think." "And what do you think I think?" "Just keep me and Charity under your hat." "Oh, discretion personified." "Good to know." "I think he's off the market." "(VOICES ON POLICE RADIO)" "I would've got here sooner, Mum, but Aaron had the truck." "Yeah, you said." "And Vic, she had to get Doug's car, you see, so..." "When can we see her, Mum?" "Soon." "I'm sure." "So as far as you're aware, Holly wasn't using in the last few weeks?" "I want to see her, Mum." "Adam!" "Shouldn't be long now." "I'm sorry, are we keeping you?" "I need to take Holly's phone, Moira." "Why?" "(QUIET KNOCK AT DOOR) Moira?" "Can you close the door?" "Why?" "I can't look at her." "I can't see it." "(SOBS) That, that should be my daughter in there." "I know." "Not upstairs, dead." "Mrs Dingle." "Yeah, take the phone!" "Have what you like." "I don't care." "Mum, we can go upstairs and see her?" "They've said no!" "Don't you ever listen?" "And what's the point?" "I want her alive." "I want her in my arms, needing me, me stroking her hair." "Mum, please." "I don't want you!" "You're no use to me!" "You're not my baby girl!" "And she, she wouldn't keep whining on about seeing you dead!" "You're all the same!" "You don't get your own way, and you just push and push." "Do as you're told for once!" "Hey, she doesn't mean it." "Get off." "I can't help you now, son." "There's nothing I can do for you." "Adam." "Let him go." "(MOIRA WEEPS BITTERLY)" "I don't know what I'm gonna do." "Skiving again?" "What's the matter?" "What's happened?" "Oh... (SOBS)" "I was beginning to think you'd put your head in the gas oven." "Oh, don't flatter yourself." "You pouring that for me, babe?" "I don't take to people who kidnap dogs." "Oh?" "I seem to remember I wasn't on my own." "She's different." "How?" "I'm sleeping with her." "OK." "Well, that's a start, I guess." "I guess he breaks news like he breaks wind." "No finesse at all." "Got any bubbly on the go?" "Sorry, am I missing something here?" "Half a brain, by the looks of it." "I deduced it." "Congratulations." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Happy now?" "Not quite, no." "Say it out loud, please." "Listen, we're together." "Get used to it." "Shakespeare couldn't have said that better." "Come here." "I want to kiss you, cos I love you." "Thank you." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Well, every silver lining has a cloud, I guess." "Excuse me, he's taken." "If you want one, get your own." "Hol..." "Holly..." "Holly's dead." "subtitles by Deluxe"