- What are you girls up to? - Hello.
Don't you say hello to me, you horrible girl.
You say, "Good afternoon, Mrs Rogers."
It's heartbreaking the way your mother lets you run wild.
- Good afternoon, Mrs Rogers. - These girls shouldn't run wild.
They should be at school!
- It's summer holidays, Mrs Rogers. - Holidays!
There are too many holidays! Holidays.
When I was a girl, we didn't have all these holidays.
We had Christmas holidays. That was all we had.
- I hate her. - Just ignore her.
- She's a miserable old lady. - She murdered her children.
- She did! - Did she?
She poisoned them.
Yeah. And then she chopped them up and put the bits in the sea.
You'd better behave, then, or she might just do the same to you.
I wish that boy wouldn't sing. He's gonna sour the milk.
Jane, eat it up. You haven't touched a thing.
- I don't bloody like it! - Jane, don't swear!
Don't pay any attention. She's been swearing like a trooper all week.
- She's just testing. - You mixed everything up together.
I can't undo it and put everything back into piles.
Just try a little bit.
Nice crop of tomatoes this year.
Was there anything else you'd like?
- Fishfingers. - I don't think we've got any.
You know, one of those Jehovah's Witnesses came by today.
Told me that me and my garden will go to hell.
Your mum'll have to cook you something when you get home.
I don't think we've got anything you like.
- Hello? - Hi!
- You look nice - Do I?
Sit down. I'll give you a cup of tea.
Joe, are you in there?
I'm sorry, I need the loo.
Hi.
You smell nice.
- Have you got a date? - Yeah.
Come to my house before you meet your girlfriend.
- I don't... - You won't be sorry.
Jack's at his mother's.
Warnings of gales in Viking, Forties, Cromarty, Forth...
Hold on.
- Let me look at you. - Look at my little Elvis!
Can I go now?
Yeah, go on.
- Don't be late. ...high, becoming rough.
Showers, moderate or good.
Dogger, Bailey...
- Joe? - I'm late already.
Don't be silly. I won't keep you long.
- Come in - But I'm really late.
Just for a minute.
Anyway, it's good to keep a girl waiting.
Joe!
Take your shirt off.
Undo me.
Go faster! Go faster, Joe!
Don't worry about Joe. He's always late.
He'll be late for his own funeral.
Go on.
Sorry I'm late. I had to do something for my mum.
Couldn't get away.
Do you find this approach usually works?
What?
Let me guess, you've never tried it before.
What?
Your neck's covered in love bites! You really surprise me, Joe Scott.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fucking hell!
Did Evelyn do that?
It was Evelyn, wasn't it?
- What happened? - Nothing happened.
- What d'you mean, nothing happened? - Nothing happened!
What are you gonna do about Ruth? Didn't look happy, did she?
You think if I'm out the way, you stand a chance.
Well, you don't. Not with Ruth.
Just fucking calm down, for fuck's sake!
- Hit him! - Shut up, Chillo!
- You're supposed to be mates! - Go on, Joe!
Go on!
Yes, Boots! Go on, mate!
Come on!
What the fuck are you doing? What the fuck are you doing?
- Get off me! - If I get off, you'll calm down?
Just get off!
Hit him, Joe!
Fuck off!
You fucking deserved that, Joe!
Looking good, Joe. Looking good!
I like a storm, but this is more than enough.
We can go beachcombing tomorrow.
You always get something good washed up after a storm.
God!
What's wrong with him?
Have you been in my room?
I tidied it up.
Did you enjoy looking through my things?
- I always do! - Just stay out of my room!
I don't think his date went very well.
Hi, Joe.
- Is something wrong? - No.
Are you sure?
Look what you did.
- Did I do that? - Yeah, you did.
Well, I didn't mean to.
I didn't know what I was doing. I really didn't mean to.
I didn't, Joe.
It was so amazing, I didn't know what I was doing.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
Jack's at work.
If you wanna come back.
Just gotta get Jane out.
- Out. - I don't want to go out!
- Out! - But I want to watch The Clangers!
You watch too much TV. If you go out I'll buy you an ice cream.
- I don't want to go out! - Do as I say! Now get out!
- I hate you! - Yeah, and I hate you, too!
Thumbs into the hole.
That's a good girl.
Jane!
Jane! Come away!
Come away, Jane!
Jane! It's a mine!
Jane!
Come away! It's a mine!
Grace!
Peggy! Grace!
Peggy, come here!
Jane, come away!
- It's a mine! - It's mine!
Jane!
Mrs Rogers, are you alright?
I tried to save her, but I couldn't.
That poor girl!
That poor wee girl.
Who?
I shouted to her. "Come away!"
"Come away!"
Who?
Evelyn's little girl, Jane.
Oh, my God!
I saw her from my window.
Grace, take Jesse back up to the house.
One of them sea mines from the war.
Mrs Rogers, are you alright?
Washed up by the storm.
Mrs Rogers, you stay right there. I'm gonna be right back.
- What happened? - Go take care of Mrs Rogers.
- What happened? - Just do what I say!
Who will tell Jack?
He already knows. The police phoned him at work.
He'll blame me.
He won't blame you. It's not your fault.
He will. He'll blame me.
He thinks I never loved her.
I'm sure he doesn't think that.
She never liked me.
Not since the day she was born.
- She cried every time I held her. - Evelyn, don't do this to yourself.
It's true.
I tried, I really did.
But it was almost a physical thing.
I always envied the way your kids were with you.
Of course Jane loved you.
It's just kids are strange. They have funny ways of showing love sometimes.
Can you go now?
- Are you sure? - I wanna be by myself.
- If you're sure. I just... - Go.
Please.
If you want anything...
Anything at all...
I want my baby!
Bodies used to be kept in the house for 12 days.
Everyone kept the body as long as they could.
They didn't dare part with it.
Now you can't get rid of it quick enough.
You see, they were afraid the corpse might still be alive.
That was the real reason for hanging on to it.
People now have a postmortem, glory be,
and it's all settled in a minute.
But years ago, there were some folk who got buried alive.
Have you seen Jesse anywhere?
O-Out on the porch.
And Joe, is he ready?
Joe? Joe?
People used to leave an instruction in their will
to have a vein cut, just to be on the safe side.
Come on. Got to be there in ten minutes. Can't keep them waiting.
You go on. I'll be there in a minute.
No, you come with us now! I don't want you to be late.
I don't know why they're having a funeral.
There's no body in the coffin.
It's important to say goodbye. It's a symbol. Now, come on.
I'm not ready! You go. I'll be there in a minute!
This isn't about you, Joe.
This is about Jack and Evelyn...
...and the terrible loss they've suffered.
Please.
Please don't let them down.
Oh, my God, it's you!
Where's Peggy?
You've been late your whole life, Joe.
I'm sure Ruth'll be touched that you even turned up.
I just can't believe I missed it.
I can't believe you're here at all! It was a lovely service.
And such a turnout.
They couldn't get everyone in the church.
You should've seen the flowers. More than Lady Di.
Poor Ruth. She saw it happen. Dropped down dead in front of her.
One minute chatting away happily,
the next thing she knew he was dead on the ground.
Terrible. They said it was an aneurysm.
Left four kids to bring up on her own.
They're hardly kids. Joe must be 15 now.
Good God, is he really? Seems like yesterday.
Luke, who's 14, Max, who's 12,
and then there's a lovely girl, Angelica, she must be ten.
Boots was a wonderful father.
Hopeless with money, though.
In hock up to his eyeballs.
I reckon Ruth will lose the house and the land.
She had no idea how bad things were.
Silly man hid it all from her.
She really is in serious trouble.
Thank you.
Would you like some cake, Joe?
Thanks.
So what do you think of Graceland, Joe?
It's alright, isn't it?
Thanks to you, Joe.
I bet Elvis was never as cosy!
This is my room.
This is Peggy's.
Took me a while to get used to sleeping in my own room,
but must say, I quite like it now.
This is yours.
I didn't like to throw anything away.
Good night, dear.
- Wakey-wakey! - Fucking hell!
- Morning! - Hi, Jesse.
Oy, bear's breath!
- So, what are you doing here? - It's nice to see you, too.
Well, it's quite a surprise. There you are.
I'm here for the funeral.
If we'd known, we could've put him on ice.
Don't feel bad. Ruth will be glad you came. At least, I think she will.
You think she will?
Get yourself ready. I'll take you over to see her.
- You think she will? - It's been a long time.
It's been a lifetime.
Welcome home, Joe.
Look, I feel really weird about this,
so why don't you go in first and tell her that I'm here?
She might not want to see me.
She knows you're here. I've told her already.
What did she say?
- Not very much. - She must have said something.
What would she say? You haven't seen her for 25 years.
Think she'll get down on her knees and thank God you're back?
She just lost her husband, the man she's loved all her life.
Jeez! This might come as a surprise, but she's not thinking about you.
Christ!
She's at the cemetery. She's collecting the sympathy cards.
When I was a child, I thought being brave meant that you had to take action.
That to have a dream or get forward in life, you needed courage.
But the only thing you need courage for is for standing still.
She's over there.
Come on, then! What are you waiting for?
- Aren't you coming? - No, I'll be over here.
Hello, Joe.
Hello, Ruth.
I came for the funeral.
You're a bit late.
Still, it's reassuring to know that some things never change.
I heard it was wonderful. I mean...
Yeah. It was wonderful.
It was good of you to come.
How are you?
Fucking stupid question. Sorry.
Yeah.
- I don't know what to say. - There's nothing to say.
My ears are ringing with sympathy, but it's not...
It's not gonna bring him back.
He had a rare gift, Joe. He knew his place in the world.
He found wonder in simple things.
He lived in the moment like a child.
That's a rare gift in a man.
Do you know what the strangest thing is?
I can't cry.
It's the saddest moment in my life and I can't cry!
I mean, I wish I could cry.
There must be something terribly wrong with me.
If there's anything I can do...
No.
I was so afraid to come back.
You were right to leave.
It allowed you to do what you wanted.
Or maybe what I thought I wanted.
- I should be getting back. - Yeah. OK. Sure.
- Thanks for coming. - I'm sorry I was late.
He would have laughed.
Well...
Goodbye, then.
Goodbye, Ruth.
- How was it? - Weird.
- This is Jane's grave? - Yup.
And this one is Evelyn's.
Evelyn died?
I hope so. She's in trouble if she didn't.
How did...? Mum didn't tell me!
Well, there's a story!
She was drawn to trouble like a drunk to the bottle.
If she couldn't find it, she'd make it.
Jesus, you get more like Peggy Tickell every day!
- I'm not like Peggy! - Just tell me what happened!
Are you wearing make-up?
- Fuck off! - Alright, alright.
Well, soon after Jane died, Jack and Evelyn split up.
He never got over Jane's death, and the final straw was,
do you remember Kevin Hubble?
Yeah.
Jack found Evelyn in bed with him.
She married him!
Much to her regret.
He was a monster. He made her life a living hell.
And she stuck it out for years.
It was as if she felt she deserved it. He beat her, tormented her.
He was a real bastard.
Anyway, so she finally leaves him. Steals his car.
I don't know why. It was a wreck.
Broke down on the motorway, got out, and was hit by a lorry!
- Oh, God! - Her head was chopped straight off.
And the strangest thing was, they never found it!
Well, what happened to it?
Well, they thought a fox might've taken it.
They don't know and I don't suppose they ever will.
- Are you wearing make-up? - No, I'm not wearing...!
Well, it's concealer.
- You are wearing make up! - Fuck off!