[music playing]
Tickets this way for the Chatsworth Express.
Come and watch pikeys making a mess of the lives that were
given by him upstairs and kids they're convinced
aren't actually theirs.
Stay away!
What sounds on Earth could ever replace kids needing
money or wives in your face?
'Cause this, people reckon--
and me included-- is why pubs and drugs
were kindly invented--
to calm us all down, stop us going mental.
These are Chatsworth Estates' basic essentials.
Whoa!
FRANK: We are worth every penny for grinding your axes.
You shit on our heads, but you pay the taxes.
[music playing]
Imagine a Britain without Chatsworth buccaneers
who'll come on your face for the price of a beer.
Make poverty history!
Cheaper drugs now!
Make poverty history!
Cheaper drugs now!
Scatter!
[music playing]
LIAM: Some old fella was found dead in his bed.
Nothing unusual in that, apart from the fact he'd snuffed it
at least six months previous.
Nothing unusual in that, apart from the fact that he'd lived
in a busy street that prides itself on neighborhood
watch and community spirit.
But somewhere amongst all that bonhomie,
a human being had died.
And no one had even noticed 'cause they were all too
busy, too selfish to clock it.
What we need is for someone to shake us out of this sleep
we're in, to remind us that we're
all cogs in a big machine.
And if we don't start looking after each other,
then we're doomed.
We need someone to show us the way, set an example.
We need a hero.
[music playing]
But where are you gonna find one of them around here, eh?
Hey, the one thing that I do not
need when I'm in this much of a hurry
is one of your floozies taking space in the bathroom.
Yeah, happy 50th birthday, you miserable bastard.
And I didn't pull a floozy last night.
I'm very happy with Maxine.
15 minutes she was in there with her ablutions.
I'm outside. Bladder's bursting.
I had to take a piss in the sink in the end.
What the fuck are you doing bringing her back her?
If Maxine finds out--
Find out what, Frank?
Oh, my dad was just asking me how I think you'd react if you
caught me with this lady here.
I'd rip his balls off.
I wouldn't blame you.
Hey, morning, Frank.
Remember me?
Yeah, we met in The Jockey last night.
You know, we had a few drinks and got chatting.
Mhm.
And, uh, before long, we found ourselves back here.
One thing led to another.
And, uh, here she is--
we are.
Isn't that right?
Enjoy it?
Oh!
Ow!
Happy birthday, mate!
None of this would have happened if I'd got
the alarm clock I asked for.
Hey!
Where have you been, you selfish little shit?
I was out earning a living, so don't you
dare wag a finger at me, you job-shy,
sponging waste of space!
Don't talk to me like that.
I-- I've got a job and all.
I contribute!
I've got a job!
I wouldn't really call it a job.
Oh?
Well, what would you call it, then, smartarse?
Community service?
[music playing]
My boy lollipop.
Come on.
You make my heart go giddy up.
You are as sweet as candy.
You're my sugar dandy.
Nice to see you paying you debt to society, Gallagher.
[music playing]
Not long now.
Half of me can't wait.
The other half don't want it to happen at all.
They say you forget the pain, though.
How could you forget the sensation of having
an eight-pound bundle of flesh and bone trying
to fight its way out you minge?
Seven I've had.
There's more scar tissue down there than fanny now.
I remember Paddy telling me he'd finished.
I didn't even know he'd started.
Like chucking a chipolata up the Mersey Tunnel.
All sense of grip, gone.
Worth it, though.
When you've got that little bundle in your arms,
it's all worth it.
I just want it out now.
I mean, two weeks overdue.
I was three weeks over carrying our Jamie.
A few tricks you might want to try.
Me and Paddy were at it 24/7 to try and budge him.
Tried that.
I love you.
God, I love you.
Oh!
Curry?
Heartburn.
Get a few gins down your neck?
Might that damage the baby?
No, I did it with all of mine.
They turned out OK.
SHANE: Where do you want these, mam?
Kitchen.
Oh, all this is for Liam, is it?
His birthday party tonight, as well.
Oh.
You know what?
I feel sorry for Liam having shared a birthday with you.
He'd been better off born with the number
of the beast on his head.
Oh.
What--
Nin!
Hello, Nin.
How's my second-favorite great-grandson?
CARL: Yeah, I'm cool.
This is my girlfriend Max.
This is Nin. - Oh, hiya.
Fancy a brew?
Oh, that'd be lovely.
Hey, happy birthday, Liam.
Nin!
Ah, and happy birthday, Vernon.
Oh, cheers, Nin.
I'd have been around sooner, but Jonty went hypoglycemic.
So I've spent half the morning force-feeding him Mars Bars.
[inaudible].
Oh.
Oh, thank Christ for that.
Well, i've come around to offer me services.
I heard Monica had popped out for a loaf again.
Oh.
Wonder where you heard that from.
NIN: Thanks, love.
Well, I love cooking, cleaning.
Ironing's a doddle.
Babies need a mother.
So do young boys.
And with Debbie in the Army now--
Oh, I don't think that's gonna work, Nin.
It can't be easy with Monica leaving.
Well, no. We've-- we've all adapted.
Nin could come a couple of nights a week, maybe.
Hey, you could stay over.
Liam would bunk in Stella's room.
NIN: Yes.
If you're out for a pint, I could babysit.
No, no.
It's too much, much too much.
No way.
No.
All right.
It was just a thought.
I'm gonna get off now.
Jonty will be needing a feed.
Yeah.
Hey, don't be a stranger.
No, pop round when I can.
Bye, darling. - Nice to meet you, Nin.
You know you're welcome to come around
whenever you want, don't you? - Yeah, whenever.
Yeah. OK.
You piece of shit.
That was horrible.
She's lonely.
I'm lonely.
No, you're a sociopath.
She's an OAP.
CARL: It's not always about you, you know.
It's not-- CARL: What about us and Liam?
- Oh-- - Liam wanted to help.
We could've done with it.
You better have remembered Liam's present.
You promised him.
Yeah.
Course I remembered.
Not every day your youngest lad reaches his teens, is it?
He's 11.
Get off me fucking case!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Fuck.
Mickey, any chance you can use your contacts
in the underworld, get us one of them?
8:00 tonight at the latest?
[music playing]
Cost you. 40 quid.
45.
35.
Deal.
Go on kids.
- Liam told me about Nin. - Wait there.
Nice one.
Oh, just what I need-- another Esther fucking Rantzen.
Wait for me. Wait for me.
All that shit you fed us about how Nin was the one that saved
you when you were little and your mom died
and how you were living with your bastard of a father.
That was all bollocks, was it? - Oh, OK, OK.
So she moves in, and it's all cottage
pies and starched shirts.
But you know yourself within weeks,
we'll be sponging her woman's bits and wiping her ass.
I'm a single parent now.
Got two kids under--
12. FRANK: Yeah.
And at the age of 50, I'd like a little bit of color
in my otherwise monochrome life.
Selfish!
Left the upbringing of his kids to anyone that'd take 'em on.
And I should know. I'm one of 'em.
FRANK: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I, I-- I made mistakes.
Oh, I'm fallible!
Let he who is without sin cast the first st-- oh!
[laughter]
Not funny, son!
Not fucking-- OK, OK!
OK, OK, OK!
Contrition you want and contrition you shall have.
[music playing]
No!
[horn honking]
MAN: Fuck off, you bastard!
Oh!
I shouldn't wear these things.
You saved my life!
Just doing my duty, Mrs.--
Miss.
Miss Croker.
Libby Croker.
Thank you.
Hey.
[music playing]
What are you after, Lillian?
Can't I wish a friend and neighbor
all the best on his big one?
Well, you could if I was your friend and neighbor.
And you're getting nowhere near my big one.
Your survival's been a combination
of advanced medical science and sheer bloody mindedness.
You can go when you've finished.
You're half a century, huh? Ooh.
I wish I'd have had a bet on that.
Imagine the odds.
Of what?
You still being here.
And when it is your turn to meet your maker,
it'll be sudden, like the flicking of a switch.
(SINGING) Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear--
What the fuck?
[music playing]
LIAM: Happy birthday, Dad.
I'm sorry.
Well, if you want to know why they all left,
I might be able to enlighten you.
You're not worth hanging around for.
I had something good, something special,
with each of these women.
They haven't had something good
with you, though, have they?
Because the minute they woke up to what you were,
they were gone.
And I don't blame them.
'Cause the minute I can get out, I will.
Well, why wait?
[music playing]
LIBBY: Libby Croker.
Miss Croker.
[music playing]
Could this get any better?
I think it could.
[music playing]
[zipping]
There's no need to apologize for your father.
He always was a selfish little shit, just like his mother.
- Was she as bad? - Yeah.
But at least she was sober.
Well, some of the time.
Now-- now you've had your birthday treat I
want you and me to have a talk.
If it's about the birds and the bees thing,
it's about six weeks too late.
You're full of promise, Liam.
I want you to fulfill your potential.
Go for it.
Give me a hand.
Someday you're gonna be faced with a situation
where to get what you want, you have
to tread on someone's head.
And when that situation arises-- - I know.
Do the right thing.
No, none of that touchy-feely bollocks.
Go for the jugular, the kill.
What kind of advice is that?
NIN: Good advice!
Carry no passengers.
Bit rich coming from you.
Jonty?
I hate the fucking sight of him.
If I had known he was gonna cabbage
within six months of our marriage,
I'd have steered well clear.
Look at him.
Useless.
An endless drain on my time, energy, and resources.
You don't mean that.
I do.
He'd be better off dead.
Me and him both.
[wheezing]
Here.
You finish up and get off home.
Oh!
NIN: Oh, gosh!
His bag's burst again.
I'll get the bucket.
You open the window.s
[music playing]
Weirdest pace you've ever done it.
Llandudno.
Bog on a train.
Together?
No.
Back of a police bike.
It were parked up. Spain.
What, was it a copper?
Yeah.
Uniform, boots, tache?
Mhm.
Lillian, weirdest place you've ever done it.
Up the bum, [inaudible].
[music playing]
Jamie.
He's at Frank's party with his Mom and Pa.
Get out.
JOE: The day of judgment looms, eh?
Pritchard, Jr.'s gonna pop out, and then you've got some
explaining to do, haven't you?
Well, I'll tell him if you won't.
Get out.
Sorry, Jamie.
The thing is, me and your missus,
we just couldn't help ourselves.
Some sort of attraction going on, and try as we might,
we just can't fight it.
I love Jamie.
But you want me.
[music playing]
He's reliable, solid, trustworthy, loyal, gentle.
He'll make a lovely dad.
And he bores the fucking ass off you.
Get out! Oh!
Shit!
[music playing]
Get an ambulance!
Oh, brilliant.
Jamie's gonna love this one.
Big daddy's gonna miss it.
Please!
All these moments of antenatal and birth partner classes,
and he's necking it round the Gallaghers
when the big moment comes!
Priceless, Karen!
[music playing]
Right, come here.
Fuck off!
I don't want you anywhere near us.
Your call.
[music playing]
Joe!
[busy signal]
I don't--
Aye, being a dad is the best thing that ever happened to me.
He used to say marrying me was the best thing
that ever happened to him.
Yeah, he'd be lying.
Just wait till the time comes, son.
The surge, this wall of emotion like you've never experienced
before in your life.
It'll happen the second you clap eyes on them.
LILLIAN: It was three months before I
could summon up the courage to even squint at my Rodney.
The midwife gasped when he came out.
I'll just give Karen a call, see if she's OK.
Hey, make the most of it, son, while you can.
It'll be the last party you go to for a few years.
Karen'd call if she needed you.
[music playing]
Whoa!
[music playing]
Right!
Drop them!
Where the fuck is the ambulance!
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Try and stay calm.
What-- what did they tell you to do in your classes?
I'll go and see where they are.
Don't leave me!
[music playing]
Oh!
It's coming!
I'm scared, Joe!
I'm scared!
This is your last chance.
This is your last chance!
You say the word, and we disappear-- you, me, and baby!
We get away from this place, get away from them.
You deserve better than this, Karen.
And you know it!
[music playing]
Jamie!
[inaudible]
Oh, what the fuck!
[music playing]
Meet your son.
[music playing]
Joe.
Thank you.
[music playing]
Oh, my God!
He's beautiful!
[music playing]
Where's Stella?
I'm not her father.
I'm the 11-year-old kid, remember?
Well, when did you last have her?
Kelly's got her.
Hey?
Happy belated birthday.
There's mud on the wheels.
Yeah, I had to ride it.
Delivery van broke down.
Oh, all right.
It's a knockoff.
But if you scratch up the serial number and give it a respray,
it'll be good as new.
How can I afford a new one?
Do what every other parent around here does--
catalog, borrow, could even try getting a job!
- I've got a-- - It's community--
Fucking service. Yeah, I know.
Do you want this or what? - Yeah.
Yeah?
Well, thank you, Dad.
What's in for breakfast?
I've had mine.
[music playing]
LIBBY: Byron.
Mad, bad, and dangerous to know.
Well, it's good to see you again.
You all right?
There aren't enough men like you in the world.
Your wife's a very lucky lady.
She's dead.
Dead-- dead impressed.
Well, she was, when we were together.
Torn asunder.
Buggered off, yeah.
I've not seen you in here before.
Well, I just, uh helping me son with his revision.
Getting a few research books, you know.
Well, I'd tell your son to make the most of this place.
Might not be here much longer, if local government
get their way.
Oh.
Well, you get most stuff online now, though, eh?
That's no substitute for books.
Opening, inviting you to turn, explore, experience.
Virginal.
Never forget a good one, do you?
The majority of the internet's used for porn.
Did you know that?
People would rather watch other people making love
than make love themselves.
Experience all that life has to offer via a third party,
anything to stop them engaging.
You're not one of them, are you?
Frank.
Are you a doer or a watcher, Francis?
Oh, a doer, definitely.
Always doing, me.
Do you like to feel the paper, Frank?
Are you a page turner or a mouse scroller?
Let me show you.
What are you doing tonight?
Tonight's an empty page.
You're a cracking quill, plenty of ink.
This lady doesn't surrender her favor so easily.
FRANK: Oh, right.
Thrill Of the chase.
Right, yeah.
You tried to pass yourself off as a man of integrity.
But for all I know, you might be a charlatan.
Oh, heaven offend.
So prove yourself.
[music playing]
Frank.
[music playing]
Down, down, down.
Thank you all so much.
It's great.
Cheers.
Where did you get it from?
[music playing]
Here and there.
We're wetting the baby's head tonight if you're up for it.
Yeah, we'll see how we go, hey?
No, I'll be there.
Maybe you should get some rest.
And maybe you should stop telling me
what I can and can't do.
If I can't celebrate him coming into the world, who can?
I just came to drop a present off.
Cheers.
There's a party later to celebrate the arrival
of the little fella.
You'll be there.
I don't know, Paddy. I--
I do.
You brought my grandson into the world safe and sound.
Who knows what might have happened
if you hadn't been there.
- Sure. - Cheers, mate.
I'll be there.
[music playing]
OK, everybody.
And before I start in, we can announce
the winner of the guess-the-weight competition.
It's Micky Maguire!
Yes!
In your face!
MIMI: He guessed Connor's weight at 7 pound 4 ounces.
Well done.
There's your 50 quid.
[applause]
[music playing]
It's exactly the reaction I was after.
Don't know what you mean.
Well, you were out after me in less than a minute.
Don't flatter yourself.
JAMIE: Karen!
Come on.
Just about to do the toast.
[music playing]
To our son--
Connor Joseph Maguire.
[music playing]
Nin rang.
Hey, what the fuck?
She wants to see you.
Well, I don't want to see her, the whinging old bitch.
She asked me to bring you.
And I'm bringing you. - Look, all right.
All right.
Liam, Liam, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Look, I can't stand it over there.
The sight of of Jonty makes me fucking heave.
And then this-- there's, like, this smell.
She's gonna be giving me a lecture
on how to succeed in life.
And I've got to sit there listening to that.
If I've got to suffer, so have you!
What-- I've got a date.
I'm on a promise.
She can wait.
Fuck!
I was hasty when I saw you last time, unfeeling.
And for that, I apologize.
I-- I just-- oh, it was like me whole life
was crashing in around me.
I'm not interested in your sob stories, Vernon.
Nothing you can say I haven't heard before.
FRANK: No, but life's on the up now, Nin.
Yeah!
I met someone, someone special, you know?
Decent.
And she makes me feel like I want to change,
be a better man, you know?
Has he dropped any Es lately?
Clean as a whistle.
Got a date later.
Pass me my bag, will you, Liam?
Ta.
So, you think she's the one, eh?
She's one of the ones.
FRANK: I have never felt this way before.
I feel younger.
You know, optimistic, energized, positive.
You know?
Take her somewhere special.
Go on.
Cheers, Nin.
I will.
Liam, get me a glass of water, will you?
And the tablets on my bedside table.
Thank you so much for this, Nin.
Think of the cash as payment.
For what?
For being my witness.
[gunshot]
Fucking hell! No!
They're gonna ask who did it.
And you're gonna tell 'em it was me.
You just-- fucking selfish!
Well, what-- I'm gonna be late for Libby now!
Is Liam OK?
He's seven, for God's sake.
He shouldn't be here.
He's fine.
And he's 11. - Fuck.
I need to see him.
I need to check--
You're going nowhere.
Look, I've been through a nightmare here.
My son, my te--
11-year-old son, has things no kid should see.
You're expecting us to believe that a frail old lady in
her 80s killed her own husband?
Look, Nin-- she was under an incredible amount of strain
looking after a man who didn't know
his ass from his elbow and couldn't wipe
either if he wanted to.
All right?
She tried with no backup from anti-social services, no meals
on wheels, no help at all.
And-- you're not thinking Liam did it?
We're thinking you did.
[music playing]
So where did Joseph come from?
Granddad.
Granddad Joey.
Treated me like a princess when Mom and Dad
were at each other's throats. I don't know.
It must've been a telepathy.
He'd come round, and he'd take me away from it all.
He made me feel special.
I just thought that'd be nice.
If I ever find out you're lying, Karen--
[music playing]
Look at the fucking time.
They had wait for forensic before they could release you.
Had to check the gun for prints.
They're building the gallows in there, giving
pissing Peerpoint a ring.
And you, why were you so slow in telling 'em what happened,
you selfish little twat?
Hang on a minute.
Oh!
[music playing]
Bus fare?
[music playing]
She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climbs
and starry skies.
And all that's best of dark--
--and bright--
--meet in her aspect and her eyes.
Thus mellowed to that tender--
--the tender night--
--which heaven to gaudy day denies.
--denies.
Hardly a glass slipper.
I'm hardly Prince Charming.
It doesn't bother you, does it, that I've got kids?
I mean, I can always trace their mum--
You're all give, give, give, just like me.
Wouldn't mind a turn at taking.
Hey, how about we learn together?
I want passion, Frank--
excitement, adrenaline.
I want to wake up in the morning not
knowing what the day has to offer.
And if you can't give me that, then you're not the man for me.
Oh, I am that man.
Talk's cheap.
How about we dance naked till the sun comes up.
I'm due at work at 8:00.
And there's the protest straight after tea.
No, a now-- oh, uh, the-- the library protest, yeah.
I will not be ignored, Frank.
Not this time!
Let's make the bastards sit up and take notice.
Let's not wave our banners, but set the place alight.
Ask for them to leave our library alone?
No, we tell them We dictate the conditions.
This is our moment to shape history, Libby.
You with me?
I want you now.
Toilet, two minutes.
[music playing]
You want adrenaline, excitement.
Leg it.
You've not any husband.
Not married.
Kids?
No.
Is that biology or opportunity?
Oh, a combination of the two.
FRANK: What the fuck is this?
Fucking hell.
I'm not your first, am I? 'Cause don't think I got the time to--
No, no.
It's just that this particular book's not had its spine
bent in quite a while.
Right.
One shade the more, one ray the less had half impaired
the nameless grace which waves with every raven
tress or softly lightens o'er her face.
Oh!
Look, just--
I thought you were a man of passion, Frank.
Well, I've had me moments, yeah.
So surrender!
Well, it's pretty hard waving the white flag
when your concentration's being tested.
Where thoughts--
Oh, yeah.
LIBBY: --serenely sweet express how pure,
how dear their resting--
Oh, fuck sake.
Oh, fuck.
I'm sorry.
It's just not happening.
Well, it's-- it's hard for me to maintain a, you know,
interest with you droning on Byronically.
Please, Frank.
Please!
Oh! Yes!
Oh!
Let me have it!
Let me grab your soul away!
Let me have it!
Oh, for fuck's sake.
You know it's me!
[inaudible] Oh!
Oh!
Oh, fuck.
[music playing]
[screaming]
I thought she died.
She's narcoleptic.
Nod off at the drop of a hat.
There are certain triggers, excitement being one of them.
Now, don't flatter yourself.
She passes out on a regular basis
watching "Britain's Got Talent."
Now get that drunk and go.
I wouldn't mind seeing how she is.
No, you won't be seeing her again.
You're no good for her, and she's no good for you.
I like her.
You don't know her.
I like what I know.
She'd shag anything.
And you're not that special, no matter what she told you.
It smacked of sincerity to me.
Did she tell you of her broken engagement?
The half caste lad from Liverpool
who married another woman so he could inherit a fortune
broke our Libby's heart.
Yeah, she told me on the way over here.
Scousers for you.
It's the plot of "Wuthering Heights."
Hasn't got a life of her own, so she lives other people's.
Told me once she was up the duff,
taken advantage of by a local landowner
after a charity dance.
I said, you stop right there, lady.
"Tess of the d'Urbervilles" had been on the telly
the week before, and it had addled her brain.
Thanks for the tea.
Forget her. Move on.
It'll end in tears.
Oh, yeah?
And what's that the plot of, then?
I want better for my daughter.
You want better for yourself 'cause you know
if she actually got a life of her own,
yours is as good as over!
God, I'm her anchor!
Millstone!
She'd be lost without me!
She'd thrive without you!
I'm warning you!
Yell
She's the first bit of light I have had in my gray life
for a very long time.
And if you think I'm gonna let you cast
your wizened, selfish, gnarled, bitter little shadow over this,
you are sadly mistaken.
You don't scare me.
Ditto.
Now fuck off, Ironside.
[music playing]
Oh!
How are you?
I haven't seen you for donkey's.
Oh, great, Nin.
It's you I'm worried about.
Oh, me?
Don't you worry about me.
I know what I'm doing.
LIAM: Just wanted to make sure you were OK.
Fine.
I'm fine.
Oh, I know some people think that what I did was wrong.
But Jonty had no real quality of life,
which meant I didn't, either.
We had a word with your lawyer.
He reckons you could be out in two year.
Extenuating circumstances.
You can come and stay with us.
I like it here.
It's warm.
My roommate's very nice.
And they do courses. Imagine!
Nin, you don't have to stay.
With good behavior--
Oh, I'm a Gallagher.
We've never been one for behaving!
All I've got to do is make sure I never get out.
Never.
[music playing]
Now that's your cue to get out!
[alarm ringing]
No credit.
Explain.
The only time I see you with a smile on your face
is when you're after something.
And aren't we a proper little ray of fucking sunshine?
What are you on?
Nothing.
High on something.
FRANK: Life, love.
Should try it.
7.75.
You may not have the empire of a Shirley Porter, the business
acumen of a Lord Sainsbury.
Your establishment has the aesthetic appeal
of the Beirut branch of Netto.
But you still have the love of a good man.
Agreed?
Well, yeah.
What more do you need?
Thank you.
[music playing]
Oh, you fucking cun--
[music playing]
Sorry about the bike.
Put the feelers out for another one, hey?
Does nothing ever trouble your conscience?
Hey, listen, son--
I negotiate my way through life's moral maze with ease.
So-- hey, it's for the demo.
All this effort.
Hope she's worth it.
Yeah.
Yeah, she is.
Makes little Frank feel like he's 17 again.
You know what I mean? No, hang on.
Hang on.
Something you don't know anything about yet,
sunshine, is the union between a man and a woman.
I've known about it for years.
The walls in this house are paper thin.
Yeah, but you never experienced it.
LIAM: Came close when we shared that bunk in Pwllheli.
FRANK: You see, I've met someone who, uh, inspires,
ignites, uh, lights a flame in my soul.
And goes like a rabbit.
Yeah, that, too.
Yeah.
But you know, this is different.
You know, it's in its infancy.
But I know that it's something that I want to pursue.
You know, nurture.
How do I look?
Desperate.
What do you think?
35, like we said.
[music playing]
What do we want?
Libraries!
When do we want them? Now!
What do we want? Libraries!
When do we want them?
Now!
More reading, less greedy!
More reading--
The rover returns.
Hey, you can't get rid of me that easily, Miss Croker.
Know where you live.
What do we want?
Libraries!
When do we want them? now!
What do we want?
Libraries!
I knew from the second I set eyes on you--
I knew you were the one!
Do you believe in destiny, Frank?
Uh, well I'm, uh, more of a random sequence
of events man meself.
Though I can see the attraction of believing
that certain happenings are preordained, yeah.
Oh!
Fucking bastards!
Oh, shit.
Send for backup!
Get a TAU now!
[music playing]
Listen to me, Frank.
This is it-- our moment to shape history!
This is our moment to do a runner.
Take this time and shape it, Frank!
Make a stand.
Make a mark.
Do something that matters!
Stay, Frank.
I'll make it worth your while.
[music playing]
- No! - No!
No!
[music playing]
No!
Frank!
[music playing]
Fuck's sake, Dad.
Apologizing to coppers, assuring them
you'll keep out of trouble in the future?
Oh, well, I'm sorry for having a pulse,
thinking there's a cause worth fighting for,
for not thinking about meself for once,
but for the greater good.
So did you get your end away?
It was a bit public.
Where is she?
She won't get bail.
She won't get out, at least not for a good few months.
[music playing]
Is she worth waiting for?
[music playing]
Come on.
LIAM: On reflection, I'd say there's
a certain amount of selfishness necessary for survival.
Like when you fly in, and they say in the safety
demo in the event of a decompression,
help children and others only after you've
put on your own oxygen mask.
You've got to look after yourself before you can even
begin to look after others.
It's all about balance That's the trick.
Get that right, and you've cracked it.
[music playing]
Lamb stew, lamb hotpot, lamb curry.
Don't you think we should have a bit more variety?
I'm trying to make sure that they have a bit of meat
and two veg inside them.
[gunshot]