04x06 - Episode 6

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- Hi.
- Hi. Sandra Fraser. Emergency Foster Team.

- We spoke on the phone.
- Nice to meet you.

Right. These are yours.
Signature on the top one, please.

Thanks for doing this at such short notice.
Your first time, is it?

- Yeah, I've just been approved.
- Well, good luck.

- Thanks.
- Right. Introductions.

Sam?

Sam!

Oh, what? I'm not staying with him!
He's my teacher!

Yeah, it is unusual
but we're running out of options.

Now, I know it's a shock, Sam, but... come in.

We'll have a chat. It'll be fine.
I'm an approved foster carer.

I don't care if you're the Pope.
Don't mean I've got to live with you!

Happy now, are you?
You got what you wanted?

My family cast four ways!

- Rose...
- Don't you "Rose" me.

- I know you did this!
- We didn't call the social on you.

- Then who did?
- Could've been anybody.

- You're not exactly Neighbour of the Year!
- Look, Rose, we're sorry the kids got taken.

But it won't be forever, you know -
just until you get yourself sorted out.

You might be glad of the break.

But in the meantime,
if there's anything we can do, just ask, OK?

- Are you taking the piss?
- No, no, I'm serious.

- We want to help, don't we, Tom?
- Sure.

Right, then. Give me a lift to school.

I've got a job to go to.

- Are these sheets silk?
- No.

- Yeah, they are.
- They're not.

- They are.
- No.

- Yeah, they are.
- All right, they are.

Mr Wilding, are you kinky, or what?

- Satellite?
- Yeah.

- How many inches?
- 42.

Sam? Sam, are you all right in there?

I'm having a dump.

Right. I'll leave you to it.

But just to let you know, I've arranged for us
both to have the morning off school.

- What have you done that for?
- To give us time to settle in together.

To come up with a strategy
to tell your friends about our arrangement.

You're bound to be feeling
a little awkward about it.

No, I ain't! Lt's not as if any of this is my fault.
I want to go in.

It's bad enough shacking up with a teacher.
I don't want special treatment, as well.

Whatever makes you comfortable.
I'll phone Miss Mason and let her know.

Whatever.

What I wouldn't give to be them shorts!

What I wouldn't give to have them shorts!

I'd stick them under my pillow.

Or chop 'em up and flog the pieces.

Plenty of girls would pay good money
for a piece of Cleaver.

Yeah, come on.

- You're racing.
- Loser!

I let you beat me once in a while.
Keep up your confidence. Lunch time, yeah?

- If you think you can take it.
- Oh, I can take it, mate.

- Oi, Bolton!
- What?

- Could you do us a favour?
- Go on.

Can you nick us a pair of Mr Cleaver's shorts?

- Get off!
- What's his problem?

So are you still treating us to the cinema
tonight?

Well, I've got a few quid left, after taking
a mortgage out on those trainers!

- Scuff them and you die.
- (Chuckles)

- What?
- Have I told you lately how great you are?

Not lately, no.

Right, two tickets for you. Cheers.
What about you?

- Yeah.
- One ticket? Top man.

Donte?

- You all right there, Miss?
- Yeah.

- What did Miss Mason want, man?
- No, it's sweet, mate. She ain't got a clue.

- Still up for the big fight, yeah?
- Big time.

Top man. See you in a bit.

Where are you?
There's some stuff that I need sorting.

Look, you gotta come and see me.

Just give me a call when you get this, yeah?

All right.

- My pleasure!

Mortgage broker. Hello?

- Hi.
- How are you doing?

- They treating you all right at that hostel?
- Yeah, yeah. It's sound.

I gotta go, so...

Just don't talk to me, yeah? Don't be nice to me,
or nothing. Just act normal.

I won't be nice to you either, right?

- You got that?
- Right, I've got it.

- I'll... see you tonight.
- No, I'm off out.

OK. Cool with that. Got you one of these.

Sam, love?

Oh, Earl Kelly's social worker called.

He absconded from his foster home last night.

Oh, great! Well, pull him in first thing
and let's see what's going on.

But on the subject of the Kellys, Matt called
me last night, and he's fostering Sam.

- Matt's a foster carer?
- Yeah. He applied a while ago.

I gave him a reference
and Sam's his first placement.

- I want us to give him all the support we can.
- Yeah, yeah, of course.

Oh, my goodness. Here is the man himself.

How did it go this morning?
Is Sam settling in OK?

Yeah. She was a bit... surprised,
but I think we'll be fine.

Good on you, Matt. It'll take a bit of
getting used to, though, won't it?

Having a kid around. Especially a pupil. It's hard
enough getting used to having Philip about,

- and he's a good kid.
- Well, so is Sam, given the chance.

Exactly! Look, if there's anything we can do
to help it along, just let us know.

Thanks, but I'm quietly confident.
I know she's a handful, but I'm up for it.

- I get on great with kids.
- Good luck!

Yeah. Well, thanks for trying, mate. Bye.

- No joy?
- That was the last one on the list.

Right, well, time to break the bad news.

- I've got pastoral to do.
- Chlo! Can Tom have a quick word?

- What's up?
- We've got a bit of news about the house.

- Has the money come through?
- Well... It's complicated. I'll catch you later.

I don't want you to miss registration.

Oh. All right. Great.

Nicely done.

(Chatter)

- Is that all fight money?
- The fan site is going crazy!

I'm telling you,
boxing promotion is big business.

- Yeah. So was the DVDs.
- I'm trying here, all right?

Yeah, I know, but what if something
goes wrong? What if Bolton gets hurt?

- What if Mason finds out?
- And how's that gonna happen?

The guy from the other school is a tadpole,
man. Bolton is gonna mash him up!

Donte Charles Boxing Promotions Ltd.

Yeah, this is Mr Charles speaking.
How can I be of assistance, sir?

Well, you certainly kept that one quiet!

I didn't want to say anything
until I'd been approved.

It's something I've always wanted to do,
but Colin was never really interested.

But when he left, I thought,
"What's stopping me?"

So... here I am.

Yeah, but having Sambuca Kelly with you will
certainly put a kibosh on your nights on the tiles!

All that matters is offering her some stability.

From hereon in, that's my top priority.

Well, you know where I am.

Anyway, let's face it: Even if you're rubbish at it,
you can't be any worse than Rose Kelly.

Oh, look what the cat's dragged in!

Just tell me I've still got my job.

I lost it a bit, after the kids went.
You know what it's like.

No, I don't, cos none of mine
ain't never been in care.

Look, I'm sorry for you. I really am,

but a job's a job. You can't just ditch it
when you want to go on a bender.

I know, and I won't. I'm off the bev.
Check it! You won't find nothing.

Please, Candice. If I'm gonna get the kids back,
I need to be working.

I don't stand a chance else.

Just give me a day - a trial.
I'll do anything to prove I'm serious.

The floor's minging. Make it shine.

- Is your Mum a junkie?
- Get off it.

Well, why did you get put in care, then?

I mean, who gets taken off their mum
and dumped on a teacher?

I'd top myself.

Well, I reckon it's a laugh.

- How do you work that out?
- Found these in Wilding's lav.

- For getting rid of trapped farts.
- (Chuckles) Result!

All right, everybody, pipe down.
Let's make a start.

- Page 13.

Sorry, Sir. Maybe I need to take one
of Windy Wilding's special tablets.

Where'd you get to last night?
I went round your foster place.

- I stopped out.
- Who with? A girl or a lad?

Maxine, lf you'd let me move into yours,
you wouldn't have to worry, would you?

I'll ask Steph again,
see if she'll change her mind.

- Whatever.
- Shouldn't you two be in class?

I'm supposed to be in Art.

And last night you were supposed to be
at your foster carers', so where were you?

Fine. I'll call your social worker back.
Invite her in for a chat.

- I stayed at my stepdad's, didn't I?
- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. Ring him, if you like.
- Don't worry. I will.

Yeah? Good luck with that.

Well, if it isn't
the patron saint of hopeless causes!

Er, you know the contents
of your bathroom cabinet

are the talk of my Year Nine?

What?

How you expect to keep any respect
in the classroom

with that one rifling through your smalls
is beyond me.

Oh, come on, mate. It was bound to happen.

Any kid would do the same, never mind a Kelly.

- Well?
- Give me a chance.

- She's been in classes all morning.
- You can't put it off for ever.

- Chlo will understand.
- What? That she was getting 75 grand

and now she's getting diddly? They were
banking on that cash - probably spent half of it.

- They're not that stupid.
- Huh!

Well, even more reason to tell them quick,
before they spend any more.

I will.

No, Maxine. No way.

- You took me in.
- That was different.

How was it? He hasn't got anywhere to go!

I can't stop you seeing Earl Kelly, clearly,

but I can stop you seeing him in my house.
End of.

Here, check out my flyers. I made them
from the photos off Bolton's fan site.

- Jan, we're supposed to be keeping this quiet.
- All right. Guys, keep it on the down low, yeah?

- Chlo, can I have a word?
- Yeah. See you.

Listen, the coach-hire guy
wants an extra ?200 for tonight.

- I hope you told him to go and get stuffed.
- Yeah? And get another bus from where?

I'm gonna go pay the guy now.
I'll just whack it on one of the credit cards.

No way! They're already stacked.

We'll just pay them off when we get the money
for the house. Just cover for me, yeah?

- Why didn't you return my calls?
- Out of credit.

- Then why not buy a top-up?
- Why don't you mind your own?

- Sorry. I'm just proper stressed, aren't I?
- That's not like you.

So, fostered, eh?

What are your new family like?

Nightmare. They keep trying to make me say
a prayer before my dinner.

(Chuckles) What's my Sam make of that?

Well, she's not with me, is she?
She's with one of the teachers from here.

One of them posh flats on Barlow Road.

Well, that'll suit her.
She's always had ideas above herself.

That teacher must be minted!

He's a g*y-boy... and a piss-head.

Sam'll be right at home, then.

So, are you not gonna do anything?
I mean, she's your daughter, in't she?

- Like what?
- I don't know, but Mum needs you to sort it.

Said that, has she?

Not in so many words,
but she's trying to fix it

and she thinks that by keeping that crappy job,
that's all she has to do to get us all back.

- What, she's earning?
- Yeah. She's a dinner lady, in't she?

Right. You can stop now
and go make me another brew.

Does that mean I've got my job back?

No drinking. No lip. One slip, and you're out.

Thanks. I'll be as good as gold.
You won't even know I'm here.

What the hell's been going on with my family?

Who's in charge of this funny farm?

- No, leave it.
- Shut up!

Hello. Rachel Mason.
How can I help you?

Show me where to find
the pissed-up woofter who's got my daughter.

- Reynold!
- I will not have h*m* language in here.

- It's completely unacceptable.
- No. What's "unacceptable"

is that you lot took my kid into care
without even a phone call!

- It was the social!
- Same difference.

OK. So this piece was originally written
for flute and voice.

Erm, is a flute a wind instrument, sir?

- (lmitates breaking wind)
- (Sniggering)

Was that you, sir? Letting out
a "little painful bubble of trapped air"?

I think you better take one of these.

If no-one's got any questions, I'll continue.

- I've got one.
- Lauren?

Why have you got
hair-waxing strips in your bog?

Were they for your back or for your crack?

Sam, could I have a word outside, please?

Ooh, he likes you!
Wants to get you on his silky sheets!

Sam, when I agreed to foster you,
I wasn't looking for thanks,

but I was hoping
to make some kind of connection.

To find out that you've stolen one of my things
and then flaunted it around school...

- How do you think that makes me feel?
- I dunno.

Well, try "humiliated". "Disappointed".

If this is going to work,
we need to respect each other.

There's got to be trust.

Sorry.

Thank you. Right. Let's go back to class.

That's it? You're not gonna kick me out,
or shout at me, or anything?

Why would I?

There's very little that can't be solved
through open and honest conversation.

You've said you're sorry. Let's move on.

I believe there were several attempts
made to contact you regarding Sam's care.

- No-one could find you, Reynold!
- Yeah, well, I'm here now,

so call them up and tell them
that, from now on, Sam's living with me.

- Sorry?
- It's not as simple as that, I'm afraid.

She can't stay with me,
but she can stay with some complete stranger?

- He is a respected member of staff...
- I'm her father.

- Jury's out on that.
- You wanna say that again, mate?

What Mr Lawson means is,
if you'd had more contact with Sam,

you would have realised
Mrs Kelly was struggling to cope.

She likes a drink. Big deal! You wanna try it
sometime. Might put a smile on your face.

- Reynold, stop.
- Or what, Rose? 'Ey? What are you gonna do?

- Sorry for the bother, Mr Lawson.
- Rose... 'Ey, Rosie!

- Need a hand?
- If you wouldn't mind, mate.

Is there a problem, Mr Lawson?

Thanks, Rob.
Me and Dave'll take it from here.

Gentleman's leaving.

- Is that Sam?
- Yeah. Come on. There's a class in progress.

- No, I want to see her.
- Leave it. Mr Wilding is teaching.

Wilding? What, that's him?

The bloke who took her?

Hey! Oi! What are you doing?

- Keep away from her.
Dad! Dad, stop it! Don't!

Think you'd make a better dad than me?
Do you? Do you?

- Get him out. Get him out! Now!

Keep away from her!
Stay away from her! You get me?

Mr Wilding, Sam - Miss Mason's office.
The rest of you, stay put.

I'll send Miss Koreshi to finish your class.

Are you all right?

Come on, Sam.

- You gonna tell me about this mortgage, then?
- Er, yeah.

So who's he, then?

Can we just drop it?

No, not when he's turning up
in my kitchen shouting the odds.

He won't be. I haven't even seen him
since last summer... except once or twice.

- Oh, really?
- Oh, Candice, you know what it's like

when you're on your own. Sometimes you
just want someone round to take care of stuff.

And he's the bloke, is he?

I dunno. He's good for Earl, anyroad.

He's the only one who can keep Earl in line.

He thinks the sun shines out of Reynold.

Always has.

Well, as long as Earl's the only one that thinks
like that, there won't be a problem, will there?

OK, well, I'll talk with Rose,
see if she holds any sway with him,

and once you've had a chance to calm down,
the police are gonna need a statement.

- I'm not reporting it.
- There's absolutely no way we can let this go...

- We can, if I don't press charges.
- What kind of message does that send out?

I'm not prepared to call the cops
on my foster kid's dad.

This is ridiculous! We can't allow parents
to rock up and as*ault our staff!

- You said you wanted to support me.
- We do.

- Then let me do what I need to do!
- (Sighs)

This is hard enough without me being
the person who gets her dad arrested.

- I don't want to cause any more trouble.
- Are you sure you know what you're doing?

- OK. If you change your mind...
- I'll let you know.

I'm sorry.

I've tried everything. All the mortgage brokers
are saying the same thing.

They won't lend me a penny.

I had no idea there was anything wrong
with the house, or I'd never have led you on.

- I feel terrible.
- Don't worry.

It always felt too good to be true:
Me and Donte and all that cash.

- I'm really sorry.
- Forget it. Gotta go, yeah? Class.

- Chlo...
- Laters, yeah?

Candice, is Rose about?

- Yeah, she's down at the fridges.
- Thank you.

I've been getting
some really good reports from Melissa

about your progress
in the Adult Education classes.

You know the franchise is up in this place soon?
Why don't you tender?

- You what?
- Obviously, we'd be around to support you

while you got on your feet, but... Well, I'd be
happy to talk about it later, if you're interested.

- Rose...
- If this is about what happened earlier...

I'm afraid we're way beyond that.
Sam's father has just assaulted Mr Wilding.

- Is he all right?
- Well, despite Mr Kelly's best efforts, yes,

but we can't have parents threatening the staff,
Rose.

If you have any influence whatsoever, just...
Well, use it.

I don't. But he won't be back.
He don't even live around here.

Right. Well, thank you.

- London?
- Two nights in a premiere room

at the Traveller's Inn,

and two tickets for a show - Les Miserables.
It's French.

- You've booked me a mini-break?
- Have I done wrong?

No. No, Dave. You've done perfect.

Steph, I need a word.

Right with you.

- Dan, he's wearing different shorts.
- Know what? You just read my mind.

Diagonal. There we are.
One more time. Harder. Faster.

I'm just checking
to make sure that you don't mind.

I was going to ask you along too but,
well... it's supposed to be romantic.

You mean it's a dirty weekend?

- It'll be two days of fine dining and excursions.
- Yeah. Excursions into Steph's pants!

Cultural excursions, actually.

There's an exhibition on at the Tate Modern.
It's right up Steph's alley.

Well, if anything else is heading up there,
use precautions.

If she comes back here banged up,
I'll be having words.

So you're all right, then? We're sorted?

Too right, we are.

Come on, mate. You might even break a sweat.

Right. Quick now. Quick now. That's it. Again.

Harder.

Right. Knockout, Bolton Smilie.

That's you for now. We can finish up tonight
over the park, yeah?

- Tonight?
- Yeah, tonight.

Got something more important to do, have you?

Sorry. Did I... did I confuse you
with someone who wants to make it?

- Yeah, I do...
- Then take what's going, OK?

Mate, when I was your age,

I would have k*lled to have a trainer
willing to put some time in for me!

So what were you, then? A runner?

- Yeah, I was a hurdler.
- So why did you stop?

Nobody looking out for me.

I did a couple of races before I was properly fit
and I got injured.

End of.

One day I was the next Colin Jackson,
the next I was told I'd never run again.

But, mate, that's not gonna happen to you,
because when you step into the ring

you are going to be ready.
And until then, baby steps, yeah?

- Tonight, the park, at five.
- What are you saying that for?

- You're only going to have to get out of it later!
- Just leave it.

So you reckon she'll go for it, then?

Lf she wants you lot out of care,
she don't have a choice.

- Oi! You've been told, haven't you?
- All right, I'm going.

After, yeah? You bring Sam, all right?

- I spoke to Steph.
- It's OK. I'm sorting something else.

You don't need to.
I've got a free house this weekend!

That's two nights taken care of.

Plenty of time for you to help me pack.

We can't stay at yours. We can't stay at mine.

Only thing left is to get a place of our own.

Yeah, well, what's Haydock
gonna say about that?

What she likes! I won't hear it.

When she gets back on Sunday, I'll be gone.

Hey, look, Wilding's not gonna give up on you
cos of Reynold, right?

He's a good bloke.

I took some of his stuff,
but I were only having a laugh.

Right. And he went mental?

We just talked. "You can sort anything out
with an honest and open conversation."

Maybe we should try that out
on Reynold, eh?

Maybe you should try it out on her.

Why, what's to sort out? We're just good mates.

Yeah, and pigs can fly.

Look at the problems me and Maxine had
and now we're thick as thieves.

Feeling you're not good enough
is part of the job.

No, this is different.

If it was any other kid, I'd have a chance.

But Sam, she...

She deserves better.

What, like a kids' home?

Cos that's where she'll end up if you jack her in.

- Or they'll stick her with her dad.
- You what?

Well, now he's back on the scene,
he's the obvious choice.

Is your macaroni all right, Mr Wilding?

It's fine. I'm... not that hungry.

Sam likes macaroni too,
if you wanted to make her something.

Yeah, well, I'm sure he'll bear that in mind,
won't you, Matt?

I'm sorry.

Sam's dad, he was out of order.

Yeah, he was.
He's lucky not to be facing a charge.

Well... that's all I wanted to say.

Sorry.

And thanks...

for taking Sam in.

It's nice to know
there's still some good people out there.

Stop staring at that
and get down to the bank for a business loan.

I'm not gonna put in for it.

You're slaving here every day as it is.

You might as well be your own boss
and make a bit of money at it.

- You think there's profit in it?
- Yeah.

If you were doing the buying,
you could slash costs.

I know a fella does cheap meat.
I'll give you the number.

But it's not just grub.
There's book-keeping and everything.

- If that's all you're worried about, I'll do it.
- You?

I'm not a complete dumbnut.

Do you really think I should put in for it?

I think you'd be mad not to.

What's he doing here, anyway?

I thought he went AWOL.

You should have seen Wilding's face!
Lt was class!

He was totally cacking himself.

Just shut up. Wilding's all right.

I can't believe you've gone soft on him.

There's worse places she could be staying.

Yeah?

Well, don't get too comfy.

Now he's met your dad, he won't want near you.

Like I care, anyway.

Move it. He's coming!

Ladies, what are you doing?

Sorry. Emergency. Aleesha had to use the lav.

- Aleesha?
- I were caught short.

Danielle! Aleesha!

Do you girls mind telling me what you're
doing with a part of Mr Cleaver's training kit?

We could crash with Chlo and Donte.
If we go to the fight, we can ask them.

We're not going to no fight.

We're not staying with Donte. He's a tosser.

- We said we'd get our own place.
- Where are we gonna get the cash for that?

New trainers, Philip?

All right, Chlo?

Did you pay that coach guy, then?

Yeah. I just whacked it on the card.

Donte, how much debt
have we got on those things?

Nothing the house money won't cover.

There's not gonna be any house money.

It's got subsidence.

Tom can't get a mortgage to cover our share.

We won't be getting any cash.

So how much is on them cards?

I've got the money from the fight.

All I need to do is sell the last couple of tickets.

And then I can set up some more bouts...

Chlo?

Sam.

Look, I just wanted to say it's all right.

You'll definitely want rid now, won't you?

See you round, yeah?

No, wait, wait, wait.

You're not the problem.

I am.

Your family are... complicated.

I haven't got any experience.
And I'm your teacher.

- So when something goes wrong...
- It goes wrong in front of everyone.

Don't worry about it.
At least you're not related to him.

- I'm sure he didn't mean to hurt me.
- He did.

When Reynold loses it, anyone can get it.

Why do you think my mum
keeps kicking him out?

Wait. He's never hit you, has he?

- Like he'd try.

Wait.

Sandra. Hi.

Yeah, I left a message.

No, everything's going great.

I just wanted to check something on Sam's file.

- I'm going to the bank. Wish me luck.
- Good luck.

What are you doing here?

I can't have trouble. If Mason sees you...

You say, "Dib dib dib,"
and they hand the kids back?

That's the idea, yeah.

Reynold, please, you have to go.

They've got you marked, Rosie -
the alkie who's a danger to her kids.

It'll take more than you pulling up
your socks to sort this one out.

Of course, it'd be different if I was around.

- What?
- I could be.

I found a little bedsit over the road.

You'd be right as rain in there.

Me?

I've got a house.

And while you're in it,
the kids ain't allowed over the doorstep.

You move out. I move in.

The kids come and live with me.

- How would you get them?
- Sam's mine. I'll get her.

Once the social see I'm sound,
I'll get the rest of 'em. Happy families.

You can come and visit whenever you like
till you move back permanent.

Who's gonna know?

You could even stay the night.

I've missed you, Rosie.

- Don't say that.
- It's true. It ain't the same without you.

You get me, Rosie, and I get you.

I can't pay the rent on two places.

I'll cover the deposit.
You get a night job to cover the rest.

I'd get one myself but I'd have to sit in
and watch Prince, wouldn't I?

Lt'll be like the old days.

What? You bouncing me off the walls
when you run out of tins and the offy's shut?

- No, I've changed.
- Maybe I wanna change, too.

You're perfect.

Don't let anyone ever tell you different.

Come here.

I'll fix things, yeah?

- Just tell Sam.
- She'll wanna stay with Wilding.

When I'm done, he won't wanna stay with her.

Tell her that.

She'll come.

Reynold...

All right, Marl?

Don't start, Marl.

You know that hostel?

Lt stinks of piss.

I lie awake all hours
because the walls are paper-thin.

The bloke in the room next to me is off his head,
shouting at Jesus.

Reynold's gonna get you out.

No, Mum, no. No, he's not. You are.

By getting yourself straight.

And if he's around, that is not gonna happen.

Six months down the line, we'll be in care again.

- This time for good.
- No.

I won't let that happen.

Look, if he's about,
you're not gonna be able to help yourself.

I'm just trying to do what's best. All right?

Hiya. I've come to give you these -

some toys Prince left in me cr?che
and that rabbity thing he's daft about.

The girls thought he'd be missing it,
with him being wherever he is.

Sorry.

Have you seen Maxine?

She scarpered during my class.
I need to talk to her.

You checked in Earl's back pocket?

Oh, Steph?

Have a nice weekend, won't you?

Earl!

Your social worker called back.
She wants to see you.

Nice trainers.

Ah, just the man. Park at five, yeah?

Aw, sir, he'd love to,
but he's got to go up to the hospital.

What? What's the matter?

It's his gran with her appendix.

They opened her up and she were riddled.

Oh, all right. I hope your gran recovers.

- We'll train later, yeah?
- Yeah.

- What'd you say that for?
- Got you off, didn't I?

D'you want to do this fight or not?

Here he is.

Didn't dare go back to your foster home,
called in Step-Daddy?

- You wanna try some gratitude.
- What for? Phoning "Call a Numpty"?

- Shut your mouth!
- Stop it!

- She's dissing Reynold!
- Shut up.

I've something important to say.

I'm moving out of the house.

Reynold's moving in.

Sam - you'll stop with him starting from tonight.

The rest of you'll follow
once the social give the nod.

I'm not staying with him, Mum. He's a plank.

Sam, it's not just about you.

Prince needs to be home. You all do.

And Reynold can get you there
faster than I can.

- Well, I'm not!
- Sam, just do it, all right?

If you don't, it'll be Wilding that gets it.
You know what your dad's like.

Once he's set on something,
he won't stop till he's got it.

Right.

Well, I'm off back to pack.

I'm going tonight.

- Come on, then.
- Sing for it.

You heard what she said.

Oh, and don't expect Wilding home tonight.

Get some flowers -
he'll appreciate them from his hospital bed.

Just shut up!

What's up?

I need to lay my hands on a deposit
for your mum's bedsit.

It's a minor setback.

We've got another one.

Sambuca's staying put.

She don't wanna give up Wilding's poncy telly.

How many inches?

Hey, still on for the pictures tonight?

- Nah. Everyone's going out.
- Oh, right.

Have you been stood up?

It's all right. I was gonna take Melissa too.

We'll have to watch something romantic. Phil?

Where's your trainers?

I swapped them.

Earl Kelly.

I knew it. Come on, let's go and get them back.

No, it's all right. I like these ones. They're cool.

How many tickets do you want?
Four, yeah?

One, two, three, four.

20. Buff. Top man.

- What about you?
- Four, please.

Four again? Top man.

There's your four. Geezer!

Enjoy the fight, boys.

Oi, it's a sellout.

Like it makes a difference.

It's a start, all right?

Boys, make sure you watch the website.
More fights coming soon.

- He's a good coach.
- sl*ve driver, more like.

- He's trying to help me!
- What's going on?

Ask Bolton.
He's the one with his knickers in a knot.

- What's up?
- I don't think this is a good idea.

What?

- What if I get injured?
- How's that gonna happen?

- I got a big career ahead of me.
- What as - a chicken?

Smiles, you're the best.

No way can anyone hurt you.

I dunno, man.

I'll have to think about it.

Sir!

Hey! Are you coming home after all?

No.

And neither are you.
You need to go see Miss Mason.

What about?

I don't know. She's not gonna tell me.

I'm just the messenger.

Are you gonna wait for me?

No, I told you. Everyone's going out.

Oh, Matt. Give me one minute.
I've just got someone in there.

Joyce, can you photocopy that? Thank you.

Just one.

Oh, come on, get off me!

Get in the car, come on.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

- Just giving you a lift to Wilding's.
- I'm not going there. I'm going out.

- Barlow Road, was it?
- Yeah.

Thanks, Miss Mason. I'll get right on it.

Oh, Matt, I'm so sorry. Chaos as usual.

So, what can I do for you?

Sam said you wanted to see me.

But now you're here,
maybe I can change your mind

about pressing charges against Mr Kelly?

I don't want to cause more problems for Sam.

Or yourself?

Matt, I don't know Sam's father at all
but from what I've seen,

he doesn't strike me as a graceful loser.

So if you're not going to report him,
and you're going to keep Sam,

just be vigilant.

- Key.
- I ain't got one.

Key.

Why are you doing this?

I just wanna see what he's got that I haven't.

You don't wanna be my dad.
You're just using me to get back with my mum.

Fine. If I can't change your mind about stopping
here, I'm sure I can change Wilding's.

- What time's he back?
- Don't you dare hurt him! He's trying to help.

Start with the bedrooms, Earl.

Take anything he can't use
with two broken arms.

Say I go with you?

I do my own thing. I'm not sitting in with you.

Suits me.

So, we're close to a deal?

Max, it's me.

Give us a call.

Let's kiss and make up, eh?

- What the hell's that?
- Deposit on your bedsit.

A little present from Mr Wilding

for relieving him of our Sam.

You nicked Wilding's telly?

You can thank me later on.

That reminds me...

A little something to get you in the mood.

Once we're reacquainted,
I'll drop you off at your new place.

- Where are you going?
- Sam's off out.

She wants taking to some old tyre factory
near Parkside.

- Running her round now, are you?
- A father's work is never done.

Plus, I'm not letting her out of my sight.

The last thing we need
is her running back to Wilding.

Drink up.

- All right, Mr Cleaver?
- Hi.

I am so sorry about Bolton's grandmother.

Yeah, he told me that...

She's not ill, is she?

That depends on how you look at it.
She's been dead 10 years.

Look.

We'll take my car, shall we?

We're all here, guys.

Hey, Smilie lad, ready for the big fight?

Donte, is this it?

What did you expect?
Madison Square Garden?

Come on, everyone.

Hey, wait for me. I love a good fight.

Just cos I'm staying with you doesn't mean
I've got to do anything with you.

- You coming or what?
- No.

Suit yourself.

Come on. Just go up the stairs.

Look, Matt, don't take it personally. Eh?

Lt's like me with Maxine.

Even when she doesn't want me around,
I've still got to be there for her.

Unless I'm catching a show.

Where are you going?

- Lose the head guard.
- I ain't fighting without it.

You'll have to -
the other kid doesn't have one.

I ain't getting no stupid concussion
for a stupid bout.

This ain't some stupid bout, Smilie!

You've been strutting around all week
saying you're the next big thing.

That's why they're all here -
to see what you're made of.

You drop out now,
you'll never live this down.

You'll always be the kid
with the big mouth and no ba*ls.

- That ain't true.
- I know that. But they don't, do they?

Cos no-one's ever seen you fight.

You want to walk away, fine, that's up to you.

But I don't want to be the one
checking your posts on your fan site tomorrow.

Excuse me, mate.

- Mr Wilding.
- Where's Sam?

She's not here. She's with her mates.
Something at the old tyre factory.

Go on, Bolton!

Bolton!

Stop it!

I said stop this right now!

Sam! Sam!

It weren't me that trashed your place.

No.

But it was you stopped me
getting trashed along with it.

- That's why you left me at school.
- He said if I didn't go, he'd have you.

It's OK. You protected me.

Now I'm protecting you.

- Come on.
- Where are we going?

I don't know. A guest house?

Somewhere we'll be safe until
we can sort something out more permanent.

He wants to get back into my mum's place
and he won't get there unless he's got me.

As long as he doesn't know where we are,
we're fine.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

I don't think that you realise how serious this is.

I got your message.

Did you sit through the final credits?

I'm sorry.
I just really needed you here earlier.

Miss, what's going to happen?

For starters, you'll be donating all profits
from this trip to Bolton's official training fund.

And I'll send you an invoice for the cost of
the replacement coach I'm about to organise.

Replacement?

Yes. And I hope you've got insurance
on that one.

Oh, no. Who's done that?

Who the hell's done that?

One injury.

One stupid injury, and you could have...

ruined everything that we've worked for.

We'll train tomorrow?

How many times, eh, till you get it?

- Keep away from my family.
- I want to stay with him.

Do you really think you have any choice?

I'll see you in my office first thing. Yes?

Yes, miss.

We can talk about this.

Violence isn't the answer.

Get on the coach and stay where you are!

Go on, move it.

Not such a big man now, are you?

What have you done to him?

Something I saw on telly.
Didn't think it'd work, actually.

Sorry. You wouldn't have hurt yourself
if you'd fallen properly.

You OK?

Listen, I know we talked about a guest house

but I wouldn't mind us just getting home.
How about you?

Cool. But I really need to get somewhere
so I'll be back in a bit.

- I'll come with you.
- I'll be fine, honest.

Just get the tea on. I'm starving.

I'm getting my money back.
I only got half the fight.

Leave it.

You better not be using all the hot water.

- Where is he?
- Shower.

You not meant to come in till I've gone.

You're not going.
You're not leaving us with him.

We've been through this.
He wants to get you home.

He doesn't.

He's only here cos he needs somewhere to kip.

It's going to be him shouting all night,
losing his rag, and you won't even be here.

He won't hurt you,
if that's what you're worried about.

You know that, do you?

I want to be with you, Mum, not him.
We don't need him.

I hate what he does to you.

Hi. Police, please.

It was a lovely idea, Dave.

But I've got to be here for Max.
She's my priority.

- I feel like a right idiot.
- Don't.

Listen, how about you come round Friday,

and if Max is out we can stick on
the Marvin Gaye and have a cuddle.

No, I don't think so.

Just because I can't come away for
the weekend doesn't mean we can't have fun.

No. But I'm not in this
just for the fun or the cuddles.

Not that they've not been great.

In fact, spectacular on occasion.

But I was hoping for more.

If that's not available,

it doesn't seem right
to just carry on with the other stuff.

- I'd feel like I was using you.
- Use away. I don't mind.

But I do.
If I'm with a lady, I need to be with her.

All or nothing.

It's a respect thing.

Respect for her, respect for me.

I'm sorry. I hope you understand.

Well, no point standing round
waiting for the fat lady to sing, eh?

I'll off... do my rounds.

Oh, this is for you.

It's nothing,
I got it off the shopping channel.

Dave, I can't take that.

You have to. I've had it engraved.

It's no good to anybody else.

One more thing.

Just had to take one for the road.

That'll be my cab. Will you get that?

- Are you Mr Kelly?
- Sorry, Reyn. I'm done.

This is him. And that's Wilding's telly.

Mr Wilding?

I'm home.

If you want to do this somewhere else,
down t'pub, I wouldn't blame you.

You're fine. I'll just get these cuppas
and we'll get going.

Here, I made a start on your business plan
already.

Wow, you've done loads.

Everything's easier
when you've got a clear head.

Keep an eye on that kettle.
I'll just stick this bin out.

Hi. You all right?

Just doing my homework.

Look, Max, I know you're loved up at the minute,

but sometimes how you feel about somebody
isn't that important.

It's whether or not you make each other happy.

Look at you - you're fantastic.

With the right bloke on your arm
you could be anything you want to be.

But, Max, with a waster like Earl Kelly,

God knows where you're going to end up.

I'm frightened for you.

Anyway, you know where I am.

Let's not have any secrets, eh?