Look at me, right.
And look at the Queen.
I was never a fan until it occurred to me how
much me and Mum have in common.
Bringing up kiddies you can't remember the names of.
I know she's not a single parent,
but she might as well be.
Plus, the pair of us, we stuck to our guns.
Literally, sometimes.
And flagship to dying breed, admired and despised equally.
Not for never lifting a finger.
No, for setting examples through extremity.
And whether you're a big wig on [inaudible] or a big wig
on [inaudible] you've still got all your dickheads
in the middle. to deal with.
Snip, snip, snipping at your benefits.
I mean, she can't not be looking at me and thinking,
what's your secret, Frank?
I got shot on my kids' [inaudible],,
whereas she has yet to see the back of a single one.
Fine, I've had to get out a bit on occasion to make ends meet,
whereas she, she's done the whole thing from a chair.
And a drink for the lady.
Oh sure, there's perks, but look at her lot.
Buying may prancing about on her roof.
Now, look at my lawn.
We know how to throw a proper fucking party!
STANTON (NARRATING): I had a dream last night.
And in my dream, I was 19 again.
I could feel this broken body working again.
The energy, the spring in my step.
Oh the people, I could see them, too.
Oh, I've not really met any of these folk,
but young Aidan fills me in every day on what's going on.
All the comings and goings, the screwing, and the sorrow.
They sort of feel like neighbors to me now.
And I was in that place, The Jockey.
I could even smell the stale beer of the woodwork,
with smoke drifting in the air no matter what those health
and safety bastards tell you.
And I was dancing with a girl.
She felt as real as anything.
See, you don't get older, not inside, not in the head.
I'm still the same guy I was at 19.
But that was the worst part of the dream.
That horrific, shattering truth.
You got old and there's no going back.
No fountain of youth.
And I could feel myself stirring, waking up.
And I wanted to stop, to go back, to be young again.
To stay in that moment forever.
I don't want to open my eyes.
So I had a dream last night.
And it was the last dream I ever had.
You do know there's a great invention called digital?
It means you don't have to put up with all this crackly shit.
Is it the crackles that make it, Aidan.
Every pop, every scratch, that's history there.
Stanton.
I hate to say it, but I think your hearing's going.
Oh, stop your yapping.
Here, give me a hand finding a horse for the weekend.
That's how you look.
Which one do you fancy?
It doesn't matter.
They always lose, I'm cursed.
Here, put a ten-er on it anyway.
So, what else have we got planned for today?
What's she like, then?
A gentleman never discusses a lady's particular.
So she's a dog.
No, no, she's gorgeous.
I mean she's funny, she's smart.
She'd have to be, to have a chance of going out with me.
Is she real?
You what?
Well, I just never see out and about with her.
Most nights, you're just pissed down at Jockey.
Are you accusing me of having a fake girlfriend?
My uncle fell in love with a sex doll.
Living in a caravan together now, near Southport.
Fucking hell, Dom, nice one.
That's shocking shit, white?
Well, it's a compliment.
Thanks, lovely.
Dom!
Dom, I need your help.
I need you to perform the last rites.
OK.
It's been a while, but here we go.
We commence you, oh Lord, the soul of this, your servant,
Aidan.
No, not for me, for the old guy, Stanton.
What, serious?
He's that sick?
Jesus Christ.
How long's he been like this?
- Five or 10 minutes. - All right.
Billy, move the table. Come on, give me a hand.
Come on, quick, we've got to get him down.
Look, you don't need to do that.
- Did you call an ambulance? - No.
I'm on it.
Wait, what's the number?
Nine double bloody nine.
There's no point calling an ambulance.
He don't want it, Dom.
Breathe, you old bastard.
Will you listen to me?
He wanted to die.
He did it himself.
Shit.
What the bloody hell's that?
I think you've burst his catheter.
He took some pills.
He didn't want to live like this anymore,
and he don't want to be brought back.
Are you sure?
Well, he said he was going to leave a note
and that he wanted a proper sendoff.
He believed in God and all that shit.
He's gone.
[crying]
Just give me a minute, will you?
Oh, just bins and recycling.
Someone's got to save the bloody planet round here.
It's OK, have it.
I only chucked it because otherwise, I
would have probably finished the bottle by myself.
Oh, no I wasn't going to drink it.
You know.
Waste not, want not.
Ah.
There's no dignity in drinking alone, though.
[laughter]
I think we both passed the point of dignity
when we started hanging out by the bins.
But I like your style.
I've got another one at home.
Come on, then.
All right.
Did he say where he was going to leave the note?
Aidan.
No, I don't think so.
What did he say about it?
I don't know. I weren't here when he did it.
I was in the kitchen doing the dishes.
It's going to be a problem if we don't find this note.
The police will not like that at all.
They'll fry the bacon.
Police have got nothing to do with it.
Well for all they know, you killed the old fella.
Why the fuck would someone think that?
Well, we're just saying, you know,
considering your background.
The sack and everything.
The fact that you were here when he suddenly shuffled
off the old moral code.
It's not the best situation, is it?
But I didn't do anything wrong.
Which is why a suicide note would really help right now.
- We could forge a note. - No.
No, we can't do that.
I'll tell you what.
We need to call this in.
Oh, come on, Aidan's got form.
Without a note, the police are going to be shining a light
on [inaudible] boy here.
Assisted suicide, that's 14 years.
It'd be like 2030 by the time he gets out.
That's like the future.
We'll all be living on the moon.
Please, Dom.
I don't want to go to jail.
Please.
It's not today or tomorrow that's scaring me, Frank.
I can handle that.
It's just, it's going to be years
and years of me doing this, all on my own,
looking after the kids.
I'm putting the bins out and all of a sudden,
I felt like time just stretching out in front of me.
Look, look, look.
You'll be fine.
Look, trust me.
Look, I have raised seven--
eight kids pretty much on my own.
I mean, if I can do it, fucking hell.
You're an unlikely source of inspiration.
Yes.
Yes I am.
Don't you have a job to go to?
Ah, the two most glorious words in the English language,
sick leave.
Mum, it's the middle of the day.
You could take a pointer from the French, you know, kiddo.
Despite their notable cowardice and distinct lack
of personal hygiene, they adopt a laissez faire
attitude to the good grape--
I don't care, you freak.
She doesn't normally shut up that quickly.
I'll have to keep you around more often.
Oh.
Keep the drink flowing will help me fucking [inaudible]..
[laughter]
I weren't here when he did it, I was in the kitchen doing
the dishes.
Do you really need the sellotape?
Look at the guy's hand.
If I want to write like him, I need to be like him.
Aidan, has got any family?
You know, any kids?
The daughter, Allison.
Allison, OK.
Alison, my lovely daughter.
Allison, Allison, Allison.
It'll come.
Yo, I decided to check out early.
Hope all is good with you, Allison.
Take care, Dad.
He's not nicking off down the shops.
It's the man's last words on earth.
All right, I've got it.
I've got it.
Allison, sitting here in the twilight of my years,
I've realized that the hardest word in the world
is to say goodbye.
And it breaks my heart that I have to write it.
But I won't have the chance to say it to you.
But know this.
I wish I could say to your face one more time.
Gloria, hold you in my arms.
Allison.
Her name's Allison.
- I know that. - You said Gloria!
I said Allison.
It's shit anyway.
Yeah, well you didn't give me time to finish.
He was a normal bloke.
There's nothing abnormal about this.
All right, granted, he might be a bit more poetic.
It's a bit fucking torturous.
All right, fucking how about this?
Decided to check out.
Hope all is good with you, Alison.
Take care, Dad.
You happy now? - Bingo.
So do you think that will be enough?
Yeah.
All right.
You come in tomorrow, all right?
Bright and early.
The moment you come in, your phone 999, right?
You tell them that you found him dead.
He's cold.
Promise you you do.
Nobody's going to be sticking shits on you.
All right.
Well, I really need to go.
I'm meeting with my liaison officer.
OK.
Make sure nobody sees you on the way out, yeah?
Me and Billy will finish up here.
Bloody hell.
I'll tell you what, he must have been really determined to die.
You can barely do anything with hands like these.
Poor bastard.
He probably couldn't even wank, either.
Yeah, it could be worse.
Yeah.
The police could get all suspicious in that,
come around, do the old CSI thing.
Fingerprints, everything.
Chuck our asses in jail.
I didn't mean that, [inaudible]..
Fuck!
Tell me you love me.
I love you, Dom.
Tell me you'll never leave me.
I'll never leave you.
[phone ringing]
You should probably answer that.
OK, then.
Hey there.
Great timing.
What's up?
It's not funny.
I'm sorry, I should have warned you.
He had his skin full and I thought it was easier
if he just crashed out here.
He lives next door.
It's not like he has to get a taxi on.
He's probably traumatized, after seeing you on the lavy.
This is not a joke.
Morning.
That's my toothbrush.
Cheers, kiddo.
See you later.
He's not coming round here again.
Frank's OK.
He's been a good mate.
And think of it as a lesson.
Things aren't going to be so easy anymore.
You're going to need to learn to toughen
up, roll with the punches.
Frank's the perfect training ground.
Has Aidan called?
Nope.
Dom?
No.
Hmm.
You sure?
Yep.
Hmm, that's a bit weird.
Thought I would have had and update.
Oh, I think Aidan's found himself in a spot of trouble.
Big trouble, serious really.
Course I'm helping him out, like.
Pretty much the only thing standing between him and jail.
[laughter] If I pull out, then he is fucked, isn't he?
Do you know what?
I think I deserve a little bit more respect round here.
It's just as well your ransom, lad.
Otherwise, you really will be in trouble.
What's up?
It's his birthday.
Is that why you called me over?
Aidan, if one of the neighbors would have seen me,
it would have screwed everything up.
No, look at the return address.
Angela, that's his daughter's name, not Allison.
I tried to change it, but I fucked it up.
I was late, I was in a rush.
OK. It's no big deal.
I'll do it over again.
I have to be quick now, right?
Time's running out.
The longer we leave it, the more chance of something
screwing up.
[knock on door]
Carl?
Aidan.
Dom, are you in there?
[knock on door]
Dom?
Aidan, you in there?
Get in.
Get in quick.
Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick.
What are you doing?
Why wasn't I invited?
It's not a party, you know.
We're not doing the fucking hokey-cokey here.
There's a problem with the suicide note.
Well don't leave me on the bench.
It's not fair, I'm not useless.
You know what?
You're right.
You know, when Aidan phoned me this morning,
my primary concern shouldn't have been the note,
dead body, the police.
No, it should have been Billy Tutton.
Thanks, Dom.
OK.
Don't do anything.
Don't touch anything.
In fact, don't even speak.
I need to get that note written again
and we need to get the hell out of here.
They're some nice treads, though.
I've wanted a pair of them myself,
but Mimi's sort of cut my pocket money.
Wanted these for ages, but you know.
Yeah, man.
One of these days, if it's your last.
What are you doing?
I was smoking that.
And you know who wasn't smoking it, don't you?
Ever. The old fellow.
So when the ambulance men roll in
and the place stinks of fucking draw,
don't you think they'll be the tiniest bit suspicious?
All right, Dom.
I think you need to calm down a bit.
Oh yeah, of course.
It's me who's outlining it, not smokey fucking Joey.
Fine, I'll take it elsewhere.
Jesus.
He's round at our house practically all the time.
And he slept in the bathtub?
Yeah.
That's not good.
Means he's already starting to nest.
Nest?
Yeah, [inaudible] weird.
[inaudible] council is safe and warm for the winter.
And you'd better get used to it.
Cool.
No, it's not cool.
I'm up for it.
As long as Frank's around, Mum doesn't feel the need
to yak away at us about dad.
Fine.
I'll deal with it.
It's bad enough we have to live here,
but I'm not sharing my space with that parasite.
You'll deal with it?
You're an amateur, kid.
Not only are you not in the same league as Frank,
you're not even playing the same sport.
[crying]
No, no, no, I'm sorry.
Please, I didn't mean to upset you.
Oh, the fake tears come bit.
Risky.
But if you pull it off--
'Course I'll pull it off.
I'm a woman.
Frank Gallagher doesn't stand a chance.
I just feel like now's the time the family needs
to pull together, just us.
So if he could give us some space, please.
Bloody hell, kid.
Thank you.
No, I mean that was awful.
She's rubbish.
Harsh, but fair.
Nobody likes a critic.
Listen.
I've seen the masters of this art down at the dole office.
I wanted the job so bad.
I'm a failure.
Dad, I let you down.
And you, you're all over the place.
Too much vibrato, too many tears too soon.
No sense of building to a crescendo.
I don't want you hanging around my house, Frank.
End of.
Well, your mum does.
End of.
You do not want to go to war with me.
That's a lot better.
Yeah, yeah.
I think that could be your thing.
You know, cold, mechanical, threatening.
Lead the emotional stuff to the experts.
Morning.
You one of the family?
Come to wish the old booger a happy birthday?
No.
I'm here to do the garden.
Well, you can do mine as well.
Free of charge, of course.
Yeah, OK.
Right.
Well, I'll just pop in and give Stan this bottle of whiskey.
It's got his name on it.
No, you can't.
He's gone out for cake and ice cream for his birthday.
I don't when he'll be back.
Eyes a little bloodshot, son?
Yeah.
I'm allergic to grass.
Right.
What were you thinking?
You told me not to smoke inside.
Yeah, but the neighbors have seen you,
so we can't go through with the plan now.
You said Stan wasn't here.
You're being a bit aggressive.
And you're fucking useless, [inaudible]..
Don't say that again.
OK.
This is what we do.
We rewrite the suicide note.
We make up some shit about how we
wanted to die somewhere nice and peaceful, nature around him.
Yeah, that's nice.
We take Stanton out to his car.
We stick him in the driver's seat, the pills next to him.
Meanwhile, Aidan showed up for work.
I think he just wanted to end it all.
Police go out there, find him in the car dead.
Probably been there all night, whatever.
End of story.
Right.
Aidan, go outside, make sure the coast is clear.
Nobody, nobody can see us.
Keys
Shit.
Oh, I've got them.
This is from this morning.
Yeah, some dickhead traffic warden nabbed me.
You took the car out for a drive?
Well, I had to go to town, get these trainers.
That wasn't the plan.
It's OK, he said that I could use his car whenever I wanted.
They are nice trainers, though.
I'm going to ask Mimi to get me a pair for my birthday.
Are you both fucking insane?
This means we can't take Stanton out in the car
because he's been ticketed, locked as being somewhere else.
Maybe he stopped off in town on his way to commit suicide.
He died yesterday, not today.
That's the whole point.
We had to make it look as if the car had been there overnight.
Maybe--
Maybe the corpse just got up, started the car,
drove into town.
Shopping trip of the living fucking dead.
Shit.
Yeah, I see your point.
Tricky situation, isn't it?
Christ, right. Get him back inside.
What are we going to do now?
I don't know.
All I do know is we're standing in a fucking
garage with a fucking dead body, and we're
all in the fucking shit unless we find a way out of this.
So come on.
I think we need to come up with a better plan, Dom.
I mean to be fair, you've pretty much screwed things up so far.
It would have been fine if your useless fucking ass hadn't
come over and ruined everything.
Don't call me useless.
Fair warning.
What are you going to do, get your fucking wife
to fight your battles for you?
Like the useless twat you are.
I told you to shut it.
Stop it, stop it.
This isn't what I asked for.
He was a nice guy, you're not treating him with any respect.
I'm not?
It's Dom, he keeps going on at me.
You know, I think the boy's right.
You're treating my father with a lot of disrespect.
I know it looks bad.
You're Aidan, aren't you?
I recognize you.
Dad sent me a photo.
You did it, didn't you?
Yeah.
Aidan, you don't have to say anything right now.
Who are you?
I'm a friend of Aidan's.
I'm a priest.
I'm on gardening leave.
- We're the cleanup guys. - No we're not.
If people have a problem, they call us.
We're not professionals.
Yeah I gathered that.
I know he wanted to end things.
He talked about it and I said to him, don't
drag anyone else into this.
No, it's all right.
No, it's not.
He used to say that he just wanted to sleep.
That he was sick of waking up.
He had no right to ask you.
I'm sorry about all this, but I was scared.
I didn't want to get in trouble.
You're not in trouble.
My dad was lucky to know somebody like you.
What was all that about, eh?
Aidan swore to us he didn't do it and he
got us all doe-y eyed and--
Billy, come on, we need to talk about this.
You said I was useless.
Yeah.
What kind of a mate are you, anyway?
Come on, Billy, we're not really mates, are we?
Yeah, exactly.
So I don't need to listen to you try and wrestle
your fucking head around this.
Aidan's fine.
Stan's daughter's cool.
You'll still a twat.
Billy.
Billy!
All right?
I'm going to go stay with Gram for a bit.
What brought this on?
I realize that every time you look at me, Saul, Tam,
you see him.
You see dad and you resent us for being here.
No.
Don't say that.
It's OK.
I think it's good that Frank's here, you've got a mate.
It's what you need.
I just feel I'm in the way.
You are never ever in the way, all right?
I'm sorry if I made you feel like that.
From now on, just the four of us.
Don't cry.
You'll start me off.
I hear you've been buzzing around Esther's.
Everybody needs good neighbors.
Friendly warning, that's my brother's misses.
You don't want the unfriendly one.
Well, it's not like that, you know.
She's a mate, it's not sexual.
Well, not on my part.
The unfriendly warning involves you picking
your teeth off the bar, Frank.
Service with a bloody smile, eh?
If you're wanting to apologize for hitting me.
No, you deserved it.
You've just got a really punchable face.
I just felt sorry for you sitting here alone.
Where's your bird? - Working.
All right. Fuck off, Billy.
Leave me alone. - Billy, no.
It's just this whole Aidan thing, yeah?
I'm sorry.
Sit down.
What are you so worried about? Aidan did a good job.
We're all in the clear.
Izzy lied to us.
He told Stanton's daughter that he helped him to die.
Maybe he lied to her?
And what with the flush trainers, eh?
And driving around in Stan's car?
What, you think he killed him?
No.
But won't he be dead?
There's the profile, serial killer.
Mimi's got loads of them True Crime books as home.
She's probably in some of them too.
90% of all serial killers are male.
Abandoned by the families, unstable families with
an alcohol or drug addiction.
I mean, come on.
His mom was a prozzy and a junkie, so that ticks that box.
For fucks sake, he's not a serial killer.
Interested in voyeurism and pornography?
That's pretty much everyone around here.
Wet's the bed till they're 12?
Look, Aidan's got no one else to rely on, right?
We can't start thinking shit about him.
He's just a nice, normal lad.
That's it.
I can't, not this afternoon.
Family problems.
I really need to focus on my kids.
Yeah, but, you know, I don't make much noise.
You'll hardly even know that I'm there.
Sorry, Frank.
Oh, she'll come around.
She won't.
It's the bloody kids.
You know, they can't see it.
She needs me.
She's got no one else.
Just get her drunk and shag her.
No, no, it's not like that.
I like her.
She's a friend, a fucking mate.
So, blow job?
Give me a second.
Whoa.
Walked into a door.
Yeah, well--
It's nothing.
Just me old man, Biddy.
Sometimes-- sometimes he struggles
to get his point across.
Hang on, I got some TCP or something, I think.
I've told him I don't like it.
Shouting's bad enough, but--
No, no, you can't just tell him.
In one ear, out the other.
Write it down.
Make him read it.
Come here.
Right, hold still a bit, this may sting.
Ah!
What the fuck?
Well, I said it might sting.
Fucking tense, Frank.
If you're trying to make me feel better, it's not helping.
Will a couple of pints and a party make you feel any better?
Stan enjoyed a party.
And he'd be really made up to see everyone having
a great time, just living life.
I guess all else I have to say is, to Stan.
ALL: To Stan.
Who's Stan?
No idea.
Let's party.
[cheering]
[music playing]
I'm just glad I could get Aidan off the hook.
I thought you said he asked Dom to help.
Well yeah, me and Dom.
Or more likely, just Dom, and you were hanging
around like a spare twat.
She's always trying to make out like I'm useless.
Hey, you're not useless.
Mum, give us your cup.
Being a right dick.
Mum's miserable and you're making it worse.
Just because the medicine tastes bad
don't mean it's not necessary.
Don't know what I was worried about, anyway.
Frank Gallagher was a total pushover.
You sure about that?
You made it.
Let me get that.
Oh, I'm all right.
Oh, come on, Dom.
I'm buying a round for the whole bar anyway.
You know, these don't care about Stan.
They're all leeches, S
Hey, don't be arguing with my favorite customer.
Come on, Jamie.
He's a kid, he can't afford it anyway.
So you don't want me to pay for your drink then?
All right, fine.
Make it a double, yeah?
What the fuck's that?
This is Stanton's cash card.
What are you doing with that? - It's OK.
No, it's not OK, Aidan.
Drinks for everyone.
[cheering]
Why do you got his cash card?
[inaudible]
That's bullshit.
You've never had much luck, have you, Aidan, eh?
You're dad buggering off, your mom a junkie on the [inaudible]
in the [inaudible].
But look at you now, eh?
With your flashy new trainers, car, money.
Center of fucking attention.
Fucking hell.
Sorry.
I thought you were just a poor kid, scared out of his depth.
But I see you for what you really are, Aidan.
You killed him, didn't you, you little bastard?
Yes, you fucking did.
You did it.
Dom.
[music playing] The storm came and tore leaves down.
And the branches ached out loud, like they were screaming.
All night, the wind took hold and shook this hollow house
and woke the demons.
And I knew I wasn't right in the head.
[police siren]
Is this how you think he went down?
Probably enjoyed it, did ya?
You could carve it.
You don't need to do this.
Do it?
It's already done.
Make you feel better, you judging me?
Throw me to the wolves?
Hiking today, but poor old Dommy.
Ain't happy till everyone's as fucked up as him.
We can make that happen.
This is the part where you wake up, gasping for breath.
Oh!
[coughing] Fuck.
How did it go, then?
Aidan got arrested.
Yeah, we heard.
Ah, so Frank came around all droopy eyed.
My kid, my fucking kid.
Yep.
Frank doesn't miss a trick.
Me neither.
Bottle of whiskey, please.
Drink's not always the answer.
Do you have to go now?
You know I do.
Can't you stay a little bit longer?
[inaudible] buy for a day.
If you want me to stay till this afternoon,
you'll have to pay me again.
Just need a mate.
Then call the mate.
I don't have any mates.
I don't have anyone.
I don't have any more money.
I've got nothing
Then call me when you do. Take care, Dom.
Nadine, come on. Wait.
Please.
My name's not really Nadine.
You do realize that, right?
[door slams]
Just wanted to apologize for last night.
You heard about Aidan, then?
Yeah.
I know he didn't kill my father.
You seem pretty certain about that.
I mean, these things do happen, especially where
Aidan comes from.
Dad asked me, many times.
He asked me to help him die, and I wouldn't.
I couldn't.
And he told me, he told me he didn't want
to see another birthday pass.
I knew he wouldn't be with us anymore.
Just be there for Aidan, eh?
He did a brave thing.
There aren't many brave men left in the world.
Sorry about Aidan.
Mum said you were sick carrier, considering
what's been going on.
Thanks.
[sighs]
[music playing]
Bloody hell, mate.
You going to a fancy dress party?
For with the judgment you pronounce, you will be judged.
And with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.
Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye
but you do not notice the log that is in your own?
Matthew 7, verses 1-5.
So what, you got something in your eye?
Any chance of a cup of tea?
You said you had information pertaining to Aidan Croker.
Yeah.
He didn't kill the old fellow, Stanton.
He didn't even help Stanton do himself in.
He's innocent.
How do you know this?
Because it was me.
I helped Stanton.
I helped him die.
It was me.
[phone ringing]
Frank?
Frank, what the hell are you doing?
Frank!
What, what? What?
You're in my bed, naked.
It's not what it looks like.
It's not sexual.
It's-- come on, look, it's flaccid, it's flaccid.
It's like a baby's.
I know, Frank.
I'm not stupid.
I know you didn't mean anything by it.
Thank you.
But you have to go anyway.
I didn't want to get drunk, they forced me.
My life's been turned upside down and back to front.
I don't want to live in a war zone,
fighting with my kids, with her, every day.
I don't have the energy.
I'll just see myself out.
You've made bail.
A friend of yours has posted it for you.
Love, I don't have any friends.
I wonder why.
Shift it.
Why didn't you tell me old Stanton died back in the house
that first morning?
Because you're a priest.
Come on, not really.
Yeah, but you believe in that stuff.
Sin, the soul.
I didn't want you looking down on me.
I like you, Dom.
You know, I don't know whether you're
bullshitting me or not anymore.
You probably should have thought
about that before you turned yourself into the police.
i mean, you're screwed now.
Why'd you do it?
You wouldn't understand.
That's all that's left of his money.
It's OK, it's a couple of grand.
It will get you started elsewhere.
I brought your stuff.
Are you sending me to exile, Aidan?
This place is killing you.
And now, you're going to end up in jail.
For what?
Maybe you don't think I'm smart, but you're
just my mum, fucking things up on purpose, punishing yourself.
See, Stanton didn't have a choice.
Parkinsons, he couldn't escape from that.
But you can.
Take you anywhere you like.
You're ridiculous, you know that?
You can stop right here.
Here?
Yeah, here.
But there's nothing here.
Yeah, I quite like that.
For me own peace of mind, Aidan, what
happened with the old fellow?
What really happened?
Bye.
Dom, thanks.
For everything.
[MUSIC- THE ROLLING STONES, "WILD HORSES"] Wild
horses couldn't drag me away.
Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away.
I know I've dreamed you.
a sin and a lie.
STANTON (NARRATING): There was a lot of things
I meant to tell young Aidan.
How weird it was to think of it all going
on without me once I'm gone.
Life, people sleepwalking through it.
Racing through it, stumbling, forgetting to stop and enjoy
it.
I think you're right.
I think I am useless.
Who feeds Cilla every day?
Who looks after her?
Bathes her, plays with her, puts her to bed?
You're not useless, Billy.
You're a housewife, and a damn good one.
Let's face it, I need you more than you need me.
STANTON (NARRATING): I meant to tell
him that it doesn't matter.
We're having casserole for dinner.
And you know, Mum makes too much.
So, you know, if you wanted to--
touch my fucking toothbrush again
and I'll fucking kill you.
STANTON (NARRATING): All the small problems, the slights,
the bumps in the road--
That's mine.
STANTON (NARRATING): One day, we'll all be dust.
And this will be nothing.
I meant to tell him the other thing about what I said,
about waiting for the right horse to come in.
ANNOUNCER (ON TV): Sitting on the shoulder, biding his time.
And the favorite--
STANTON (NARRATING): Yeah, it's a pain in the ass when you
lose, but at least you have the thrill of the race,
the beauty of uncertainty.
At least you're living in that moment.
That's what it was all about.
He's a smart kid.
He'll work it out.
[theme song playing]
So since I was running about like a twat
and you've been around at Esther's the whole time,
who's been feeding Stella?
I don't know.
Suppose she's been feeding herself.