FRANK: Now, nobody is saying that Chatsworth
Estate is the garden of Eden.
Boy, it's been a good on tools to me, Frank Gallagher.
I'm [inaudible] kids who I'm proud
of because every single one of them reminds me a little of me.
They can all think for themselves, which
they've got me to thank for.
Lip, who's a bit of a gobshite, which is why nobody calls him
Phillip anymore.
Ian, a lot like his mom, which is [inaudible] because she's
disappeared into thin air.
And Carl, we didn't let him grow his hair for two reasons, one,
it makes it stand on end and makes him look like a tiger
two, [inaudible] love it.
Debbie, sent by God.
Total angel.
[inaudible],, but she'll go miles out of her way
of doing you a favor.
Plus we've got Liam.
He's going to be a star someday.
Sheila, me boo.
Come be up here.
One place out of a full cellar.
And fantastic neighbors, Kevin and Veronica,
lend you anything, well, almost anything.
[inaudible] and Martin, the lodgers from hell.
Lusted the lonely hearts, the psychologist's wet dream.
Still nobody's perfect.
Brought all of them to a map, no first and foremost,
one of the most vital necessities in life
is they know how to throw a party.
Scour.
We all have had ups and downs.
Good days, bad days, days spent adding to the coffers.
But most of the time, life just trundles along quite nicely.
The big stuff happens when you least expect it.
It's like snakes and ladders as a kid.
One minute, you're rumping up the boards,
laughing at them beneath you, the next,
you're on your ass at the bottom,
having to start all over again.
(SINGING) There she goes.
There she goes again.
Do you have to?
I'm in a bit of fucking chimp full of virtue.
Leave him alone. It's his birthday.
There's a long-standing rule, Frank.
On your birthday, you can play whatever music you like?
KAREN: Do I get that, Jez?
JEZ: Course you do.
When's [inaudible]?
12th of June.
Oh, Gemini, the twins.
I've always fancied a threesome.
Job, meals, and accommodation--
let her think what she likes.
(SINGING) And I just can't contain.
This feelin' that remains.
Restaurant's booked for 7 o'clock, three-course
meal with a [inaudible].
Taxi will be here in five minutes.
And he's not answering his phone.
No, I just clicking onto a voicemail.
And jockey's ringing out.
Maybe night's over.
Carl!
I'm just sayin'.
- [inaudible] - It's his birthday.
You'd think he make the bleedin' effort
for his own bleedin' birthday.
Useless sod!
Which restaurant is it?
The [inaudible] on [inaudible]..
Hm, nice.
Well, if he doesn't show, I might take up your reservation.
Normal loves Italian food.
Who's Norman?
My new gentleman.
And let me tell you, that's exactly what he is.
Oh, at last!
What's the matter?
What's happened?
It's Kev's mom, she's dead.
She's committed suicide.
Suicide?
How?
She fuckin' jumped six floors up.
She even took one out on the ground.
You mean, she flattened somebody?
Traffic warden.
Didn't know what hit him--
last ticket he'll be giving.
[giggling] - Oh, come here.
I can't believe she killed herself on me birthday.
Here, for the shock.
This all is crap.
Did nothing else come this morning?
Was there anything else?
Did you see any [inaudible] else?
Kev, she was depressed.
You said yourself she probably didn't
even know what day it was.
How could she not know, Veronica?
32 years on the fucking day of all the days
she could have picked.
She could've sent me a fucking card.
Hey.
Superb choice.
The only trouble is Italian food makes me really horny.
[giggling]
[inaudible]
- No we can't. - Come on.
- Not here. - Come on.
Come on.
[giggling]
[moaning]
Mum!
Oh, Norman, this is my daughter,
Veronica, and her partner Kev.
Sorry to hear about your loss.
Wonderful restaurant, though.
Come on, [inaudible].
[moaning]
They're loading someone up.
KEV: [inaudible] are they? Oh, Jesus.
VERONICA: What? KEV: Reverse.
Reverse. - What the fuck's the matter?
Just move it quick.
Veronica.
I'm trying.
I fucking had enough. Will you move it?
I can't get it in fucking gear.
[tires squealing] KEV: Watch it!
[inaudible]
Christ.
What are you doin' to me fucking car?
VERONICA: What was that all about?
You know I can't drive when I'm in a panic.
So who is she?
Who's who?
I know we're in a chapel [inaudible],, Kev.
But I will still twat ya.
Look, it's complicated.
I'm not even sure it--
hang on.
Roxy.
Roxy Benson?
I thought she was in prison.
She was
So what's she doin' here?
Well, she knew me mum.
She must have come to pay her respects or something.
Roxy Ball?
She signed herself Ball?
We are still married, V.
She hasn't seen you for 10 years.
You asked her for a divorce when she was inside.
Why the fuck would she still be calling herself Ball?
[clears throat]
If you'd like to come through.
[organ music]
She's absolutely fucking gorgeous.
My mum?
Roxy.
She was stunning.
When you married her you told me--
Not now, eh, V?
Does she still look the same?
Veronica.
Perhaps you'd like to say your goodbyes now, Kevin.
Yeah.
Bye, mum.
I hope you've gone to a better place.
You coulda sent me a birthday card though.
DEBBIE: Pass me a spoon, Carl.
[interposing voices]
DEBBIE: Stop what you're doing. CARL: [inaudible]
[inaudible] out of finger at this
massive fight with grapefruit.
You
Uh, we're out of milk.
Couldn't pinch a pint, could I?
Norman Owens, Carol's friend.
Promised her breakfast in bed.
OK if I-- uh?
[inaudible]
[knocking]
Morning.
Hey, you gorgeous.
Can I hold Mandy?
[baby gurgling] - It's Friday.
[inaudible] fixed.
What, the whole day?
That a problem, daddy?
You're begging to spend time with her.
No, no, it's, um, Kev's mum's died.
Funeral's Friday.
Close, were you?
Wouldn't have any eggs would you?
[laughing]
Slut!
[inaudible] traffic warden.
Never mind.
It's [inaudible], this place.
No wonder she jumped.
Sorry.
How could she not leave a note?
When you pop out for milk, you leave a note.
[inaudible] the shops now.
I mean, would it have killed her to leave a note?
Let's just get her things sorted.
Then-- then you need never come her again, eh?
Joking, aren't you?
Lick of paint, [inaudible] down--
I'm thinking bachelor pad.
Cards, [inaudible] footy games, somewhere
to put me head down when you're getting on my nerves.
You do in here.
I'll do her bedroom.
Say that again.
I'm a nudist.
I'm proud of it.
I don't adhere to society's assumptions
that the naked body should be hidden away.
I mean, look at it.
a beautiful piece of design.
Not all of it isn't.
You weren't saying that last night.
Don't be vulgar.
Slip your gown off.
Norman.
No, no, trust me.
Slip it off.
There.
That's how God intended you to be, free from concealment.
Now, tell me that doesn't feel natural.
[fart sound]
Sorry.
I'm always a touch flatulent after carbonara.
No wonder she was depressed.
She kept a scrapbook on Diana's life.
Read the details-- marriage, kids, her foes.
There's even a section on bulimia.
God, this is certifiable.
Did Didn't you know she was a Diana freak?
I'm starting to think I didn't know her at all.
There's hundreds of them.
Mum and Roxy must be writing to each other the whole time
she was in prison.
Tell me what-- you best start with that
adult literacy class again.
Yeah, I don't need a lecture, Karen.
Just read the fucking letters, will ya?
I'll tell you what? It's pretty heavy stuff.
What's sort of heavy?
The way she talks about ya--
"Kev's still the one I think about with lights out.
The times we had together were so special."
Are you windin' me up?
Because I mean it, Karen. This isn't--
I'll tell you what?
Just get someone else to read them then.
All right.
Here.
We had this really intense relationship.
Whirlwind [inaudible] the works.
It was like living inside a tornado.
A few drinks [inaudible] next turn into a monster.
How long was she in prison?
A few years--
GBH.
She's a lunatic.
She's gorgeous though.
Yeah.
Sex was something else.
You'll be all right, probably won't even see her again.
Cheers, Karen.
Hey, Kev, long time no see.
I got out a few weeks before Christmas.
I'm still on probation.
So if I misbehave, they'll have me straight back inside.
You seem different, Rox.
Sort of-- I don't know, like--
Calmer.
Jail's been good for me, rehabilitation.
I learned a lot about myself.
Anger management-- two classes a week.
Why do you think I'm on this stuff?
Yeah, I'm not gonna lie.
You're pretty fiery after a tipple.
Fiery? I was freakin' deranged.
I'm really sorry about your mum, Kev.
She was a lovely woman.
She liked you.
Yeah.
We got on
Did you keep in such with her when you were inside?
We wrote a bit.
We both had time on our hands.
But she was kept me informed about you.
That was a boring old read.
No, not at all.
I enjoyed hearing about you.
Is he serving today, or what?
Hey, lazy ass.
No, Jez.
That's his wife, or his ex before Veronica.
You two are getting close these days, aren't ya?
His mum died, Jez.
I suppose.
Still, don't let him take advantage.
So this woman you're with.
Veronica.
Serious about her?
Been together 10 years.
But you've not married?
Well, you we sort of got married, just wasn't legal.
But we're still married.
so that makes you a bigamist.
Well, yeah, just not legally.
Can I get you another drink?
No, I'm going to get on.
But, um-- but it was really nice to see you, Kev.
Yeah, and you.
Guess I'll see you at the funeral.
Oh, Jesus.
I thought you were asleep.
Doesn't usually bother ya.
Consulate rang.
They've rang every bar in [inaudible]..
They can't trace your Kelly.
You'll have to do the funeral without her.
Well, we can't do that, Veronica.
It's her mum and all.
Well, they can only wait so long, Kev.
They can't have bodies hanging around all year.
No, I know.
Bloody hell, Kelly.
Could've left a [inaudible].
What's the matter?
Oh, apart from the fact that me mom's dead
and I can't find me fucking sister, nothing.
Hey.
Come here.
- Veronica? - Hm?
About the funeral--
I think I should get me suit cleaned.
Come here, you.
[baby gurgling]
You've got to hold her legs closed,
and slide them up here under.
How many arms do you think I've got?
DEBBIE: Well, come here, then.
LIP: I've got to learn.
Have you ever met a manic depressive?
They're hard work.
[inaudible] the deck-- literally in me mum's case.
Mental illness is a terrible affliction.
Well, you'll know better than us.
How do you mean?
With Sheila.
Me mum's not mentally ill.
Is she?
I got these for the top of the wedding cake.
I fell in love with them straight away.
They look just like me and Frank.
LIP: Shit.
I left the bottle in the kitchen.
CARL: I'll go and get it. - Hearse is here.
Come on, everyone. Drink up.
Chop, chop.
I'm gone two secs.
Lip's left the baby's bottle next door.
VERONICA: Come on.
Oh.
[gasp]
I thought you were at the funeral!
Sorry! Sorry, Carol.
It's Lip.
He's-- what are you doing?
We shroud our bodies in secrecy and shame.
We should celebrate them like newborn babies.
I'm sorry, Norman.
I can't do this.
It doesn't feel right.
You're bowing to society's conventions, Carol.
That's right.
Because society doesn't want 16-year-old boys
looking at my 60-year-old tush.
Each to their own, Norman.
But why the fuck do you want to eat naked?
The question you should ask is why not?
Does the sight of my penis really upset you that much?
I'll see you at the wake.
Chief mourners in this first car, everyone else to the rear,
please.
Roxy, what the fuck are you doin' in there.
It's what she would have wanted.
Everybody happy?
Lovely.
I'm sorry, Norman.
It's not for me.
Call me conventional.
But I can't go around with my privates on parade.
It's just not me.
OK.
But promise me one thing.
You won't close your mind to possibilities.
Because life's an exploration, Carol.
You'll never know what you'll like unless you try it.
What have you got in mind?
I'm sorry, mommy.
I won't do it again.
[whip cracking]
Nothing too outrageous.
Kev, I know everybody's probably said it.
But if there's anything I can do--
Oh, hey, Karen, can you get some decent music started?
Did you know her, Kev's mum?
Not really-- as mad as mustard.
They were never that close, Kev's family.
Debbie!
No, you see, suicide is part of the natural ebb and flow.
It used to be wars and famine.
Now, it's miserable bosses chucking
themselves off tower blocks.
They're just lightening the load,
making sure there's enough space left for the rest of it.
You think I'm talking bollocks, don't you?
But let me tell you something, smart ass.
She's a mistake.
Nobody fucking ordered her.
She just arrived.
So?
So to equal each mistake, someone has to check out early.
CARL: So what about the people that can't have
kids, like Kev and Veronica?
Does somebody come back to fucking life?
Natural selection, Darwin in 2001.
Who'd want to see the offspring of that pair
fucking reprobates?
They'll come out looking like Jiminy Cricket.
[baby gurgling]
You don't have to hate me, you know, Veronica.
Just because he used to fall at my feet,
it doesn't mean anything.
It's how he feels now that matters.
Remember me?
I know it must be hard prying yourself away from tarty tits.
But I'm your fucking wife.
Get the fuck off me.
I know your game, love, eh?
I met your type before.
Nice as pie, then shove you in the back.
Well, he's my husband now.
So you can take your pretty face and go and get fucked.
Your husband?
You want to check the marriage certificate?
Last time I looked, it said Roxy Ball.
Ancient history, sweetheart.
Funny how we never got a divorce.
You were in fucking prison.
Well, maybe he just wanted a proper woman, someone
who could give him kids.
You poisonous fucking bitch.
[thwack]
[screaming and fighting]
DEBBIE: Stop it!
[crash]
CARL: Marty, help us out!
[screaming and fighting]
Leave her alone!
[interposing voices]
CARL: Leave her alone!
Come on ya slut.
I'll fuck it [inaudible].
If I had a full back, you'd be dead.
Take her home.
Get off.
There's your mum.
I think I got most of her.
KEV: Roxy?
You OK?
I'm sorry, that shouldn't have happened, not
here at your mum's wake.
Wasn't your fault. I can't believe she's gone.
Even though we weren't close, she's me mum.
I'm never going to see her again.
Do you want to talk about
[groaning]
Kev?
I'm thinking bachelor pad, somewhere
to put me head down when you're getting on me nerves.
[knocking]
You bastard!
Fuck!
Veronica!
Fuck!
Veronica!
Veronica, wait.
It's not how it looks.
Come here, knock it off.
Get away from me.
Get away and stay away.
Because it's over, Kev.
It's over.
Veronica, fuck's sake, will you just hear me out?
Nothing happened!
What's going on?
Well, what does it look like?
She's booted me out.
She's booted you out after last night?
She caught me and Roxy at me mum's place.
- Kev, ya didn't? - But nothing happened.
You and Roxy saying better nothing happened.
Veronica!
CAROL: What the bloody hell?
Carol, would you talk to Veronica?
She's thrown him out. - And say what?
Something, they're splitting up.
Never get involved with a domestic.
No one ever thanks you for it.
Come on, Norm.
KEV: Veronica.
Did you do it, Kev?
Did you shag her, Roxy?
Truth?
We started.
But I stopped it.
You know, because of guilt. I just needed someone there,
you know?
Someone who cared.
I just slight one when she gone to sleep.
Well, you got to, haven't ya?
[knocking]
Veronica!
Veronica, open the door!
[crying]
Hey, party round at [inaudible]..
Thought you might want to join me.
Come on, Roxy. I'm working.
Grief does funny things to people.
Tell them you're not feeling well.
Hey, hey, she's thrown me out because of last night.
It's OK.
No, it's not OK.
It's not fucking funny.
Everything has gone down the shitter.
Not everything, Kev.
You haven't lost everything.
Not something I should have told you about us, or about you.
What?
It's not you that's infertile, Kev,
at least you weren't with me.
Oh!
[laughing]
Look, my [inaudible]!
My [inaudible]!
Get off!
[applause from tv]
Thanks, Debs.
And no offense, but I need to speak to Fiona.
She don't live her anymore.
Her new number's on the pin board.
Ah, [inaudible].
How do I look?
Honest opinion not required.
What's the occasion?
Showing her off to some friends of mine.
Special night for a special lady.
CAROL: Don't wait up.
Oh!
Oh, man.
I'm fine, thanks for asking.
Jesus, a kid?
I've been for tests.
I thought I couldn't have them.
But why didn't you tell me?
You know how I was like back then.
I-- I suppose I saw it as revenge.
Had him adopted off at two months, little boy, Ryan.
Ryan?
I wasn't fit, Kev.
I-- I could barely look after myself let alone a baby.
But your mum was brilliant.
She looked after all the paperwork
and made sure he went to a good home.
Mum knew?
He'd be 10 this Easter.
Got any photos of him?
Did-- did he look like me?
Yeah, a bit around the eyes.
like piss holes in the snow.
He'd be a good looking kid just like his daddy.
NORMAN: This looks like the spot.
There's not a house in sight.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
Who said anything about houses?
You said party, friends of yours, dress to impress.
Who needs bedrooms when you've got the great outdoors?
See that car over there?
That's Marian and Phil, nice couple.
He's a landscape gardener.
Did my patio last summer, lovely job.
They do anal, doggy, and fisting.
They're not into orgies.
You're not seriously suggesting that--
Open your mind, Carol.
Let go of the fear.
Live pornography inches away from you.
Oh, it's like nothing you've ever experienced.
There's-- uh, there's no touching.
and no photography.
But if you want to whack yourself off
while you're watching, no one's going to protest.
Take me home.
What?
Why?
The penis salad was one thing.
But this?
Where are you going?
Home.
Carol.
Carol!
They'll think we're time wasters!
MAN: Yes.
Yes.
That's it.
[moaning]
Oh.
Oh, yes.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
- Don't mind me! - Kev!
What?
You scared the shit out of me.
I thought we had fucking ghosts. - Who's he?
I work here.
Who the fuck are you?
Mate of mine, Tim.
Jim.
How else am I supposed to get it?
If I take anybody upstairs, Jez is
listening at the fucking door.
JEZ: Karen, is that you, love? - Jesus.
Get down there.
Is he bothering you?
No.
I came down for a drink.
And um, Kev thought I was an intruder.
Well, she's not.
She lives here.
And I'd like to see her back where she belongs with me.
I know your mum's died, Kev.
But you can only use that excuse for so long.
Looks like it's just me and you, mate.
I can see your [inaudible].
You accommodate it.
You know, the idea that you're shootin' blanks,
it becomes a part of who you are.
And then suddenly, wallop, everything's
turned upside down.
And you don't know how to feel.
But it's like a million different feelings all at once.
Suddenly, everything is under the microscope,
you know, me whole future.
Who do I love?
And what do I want?
I need to have a family of me own.
You know, I'm one of them blokes.
It's like this fucking great big whole that has to be filled.
You with me?
Absolutely, mate.
Absolutely.
The other thing, Tim--
Jim.
Saw Sorry.
[inaudible] about you.
You look like death.
You could have at least brushed your hair.
Do you even care?
Do you give the smallest shit what happens to me?
Of course I care.
But life goes on, Veronica.
I've split up with Norma.
But you don't see me moping around.
We've been together 10 years.
He was me fucking life.
What do you expect you stupid old bitch?
Now, stop that.
Take that back.
That's no way to speak to your mother.
Start behaving like one, and I'll start speaking to ya
like one.
And what's that supposed to mean?
You're my mum.
Make it better.
Make it all all right again.
[crying]
Don't know what you--
[crying]
Well, what do you expect me to do about it?
[crying]
Carol, fuck off.
Come on.
He's all I had in the world.
[crying]
I only came in for [inaudible] roll.
Have a good time?
Loved it.
She's amazing.
Even the crying didn't bother me.
You want to try it every night?
Let me then.
Let me have her more often, weekends.
I want to.
You don't.
You wouldn't.
And you can't.
Apart from anything, me mum wouldn't allow it.
[baby gurgling]
What the fuck are you doin'?
Mum, dad, baby--
I just wanted to see how it feels.
Off your [inaudible].
[baby gurgling]
Fucking moron.
Oh, nice to see you too, Yvonne.
Veronica has told me everything.
You deserve your bullocks chopping up.
I didn't shag her.
No, but you spent the night there, didn't ya,
talking and cuddling?
That's worse.
In which universe?
Kev, you're going to lose the best thing
that's ever happened to you.
And you stood here like [inaudible]..
I'm giving her some cooling space.
How does a few hundred miles grab you?
You what?
She's leaving tomorrow.
Fiona's invited her to Amsterdam.
If you've got any sense, you'll put you finger out your ass
and get round there.
Will you cover for an hour.
The very man.
I thought we could spend the day together.
No, Roxy. We can't.
Oh, stop trying to fight it, Kev.
I know for a fact you can't resist me.
Get it into your thick skull.
The other night meant nothing.
Our marriage means nothing.
And what about your child, Kev?
Does that mean nothing?
Right now yes.
Double vodka no ice.
She's round our house.
She won't come back until you've gone away.
Does everyone over there hate me?
No one hates ya.
We just She wasn't happening.
It's sad.
You're Kev and Veronica.
It's like bangers and mash.
Fish and chips.
Vodka and tonic.
Important lesson in life, Debs.
Sooner or later, men always fuck it up.
I know.
Yeah, if I were you, I'd become a lesbian.
I'll bear that in mind.
KAREN: You'll be all right, Jez.
You'll be all right.
Your fucking wife did this.
Fucking [inaudible]?
[inaudible] fucking [inaudible]..
After everything I told you, Karen.
I'm not a social worker, Kev.
If people order drinks, I assume they can handle it.
She's an alcoholic!
I know that now!
She nearly polished off the whole bottle.
Then she starts calling me all kinds of slag
and accused me of beating [inaudible]..
You what?
That was when Jez stepped in.
It was horrible.
It's really horrible.
Oh, it's all my fault.
No, it's mine.
I should've told ya.
Told me what?
The letters, the ones she wrote to your mum
while she was in prison.
I've been reading through them.
She's obsessed with ya, like delusional.
And it seems that your mum played
along with it, a fantasy.
Oh, what fantasy?
You and Roxy back together, house, kids, happy ever after.
What is he saying?
Does it mention having a nipper? - Who?
Me and Roxy, years ago-- she gave it up for adoption.
Not that I've read.
Well, how far through are you, Karen?
I've got a life, you know.
And they are not exactly Bridget Jones.
Oh, and I don't think Jez will want you staying here tonight.
I'm a sexual being, Carol, always have been.
And asking me to change that is like asking the daisies not
to flower in the springtime.
But I'm also a man who listens to his heart.
And this beating old drum of mine
is telling me I'd be foolish to let you go.
I love you, Carol Fisher.
And if that means compromise, then compromise it is.
You, Norman Owens, are the most wonderful man
I've met in years.
Oh.
I'd just like to say, as long as it's
within the confines of these walls, I'm very open minded.
GIRL: Oh, I wish I were going with ya.
Will you give this to our Fiona?
As long as it's not something I have to explain at customs.
We've all written letters.
There's some recent photos in there and stuff.
Yeah. Tell her we miss her.
And ask her when she's coming home.
Hey, you.
It's not forever, just for a couple of months
till get me head sorted.
[screaming]
What the?
[screaming]
[inaudible]
What the?
Get him!
Hey!
Come here!
[inaudible]
Come here! [groaning]
What's the matter?
Oh, no, no.
Don't look at me!
I'm too ashamed.
Carol, what's he done to you?
I'm a disgusting human being.
I only wanted to please him, Veronica.
He said it was an erotic massage.
If I had any idea that--
What the bleedin' hell a he done?
Carol, what is it?
He went to the bathroom on me.
[crying]
Oh, Jesus.
You're right.
I am a terrible mother.
Oh.
It's all right.
Just come on, get in the shower.
[crying]
Pack it in, you knob heads.
Ew!
Ugh!
[laughter]
[knocking]
[thwack]
[moaning]
- Fucking whore! - [inaudible]
You stole him!
He's mine!
Get off me, bitch!
[screaming]
You slag!
Fucking [inaudible] you fuck!
Get the fuck out!
[crash]
VERONICA: Bitch!
Fucking--
[screaming and fighting]
Fuck's that?
It's at yours.
Must be Veronica.
Slap you [inaudible]!
[screaming and fighting]
[inaudible]
KEV: No, no, not again.
[thwack] [screaming and fighting]
Grab her!
Get the-- get the fuck off me!
[crash]
Get off me!
I'll kill the fucking lot you of.
Stand with her.
You'll have to go through me first.
'Cause I'd rather die than lose her.
You don't mean that.
Try me.
You wouldn't kill the father of your child, would you Roxy?
You made it up, didn't ya?
How could you lie about something like that?
Crazy fucking bitch.
[screaming]
[crash]
Nobody attacks my daughter.
I'll call the police.
Fuck off.
Settle down.
[inaudible] Stop, just leave me alone.
Fuck off.
Do yourself a favor, calm down now.
Fuck off.
I made a mistake.
I just lost me mum.
I was confused.
We didn't have sex.
I couldn't.
It's not the point, is it?
You wanted to.
No, it meant nothing, none of it.
And the last few days has made me realize what we've got,
me and you.
It's like gold dust.
And to lose that I might as well go up to me mum's
flat and chuck meself off.
Because I swear, V. I'd been nothing without you.
I gotta get to the airport.
The plane leaves at 2:00. [inaudible] is giving.
[inaudible] - Don't do this [inaudible].
I have got no choice.
Everything we had was based on trust.
And you've ruined that.
We will never go back to the way it was before.
We will. I swear it.
Look, it won't happen overnight.
No.
But-- it won't, but give it time.
Veronica, we can make this work.
I'll get get a divorce.
We'll get married, me and you.
We'll do it proper this time.
Then we can start a family and have a kiddie and that, IVF,
or adoption, whatever it takes.
I can make you happy.
Just give me a chance.
Please, give me one more chance.
All right, I'm set.
Bye then.
Shame we never had that nipper.
I'd love to have seen its face.
The only kid I ever want is with you.
Why the fuck can't I leave?
[crying]
Ready?
1, 2, 3.
VERONICA (VOICEOVER): You know what they say.
If you want to give God a laugh, tell him your plans.
My philosophy is never get too comfy,
because it doesn't matter who you are.
If the whirlwind comes your way, it's
going to tear your world apart.
And the only thing you can do is cling on tight.
[slap]
I suppose you're fucking happy, are ya?
When did all this turn into a war?
I though me and you could had something.
Fuck is my Mandy?
You're dealing drugs from a pub?
I didn't want to have to be the one to tell you, but-
Carl's got a job.
LIP: You're growing weed for the Maguires?
Drug squad all over the estate.
CARL: I can handle meself.
MIMI: Stop saying grace.
'Cause Carl's fucking dead.
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