Blackpool (2004–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Does it feel like I killed Mike Hooley?

- Is that what it is?
- No, I don't think that.

Are you sure?

How come you're so certain it's Ripley

that you bully witnesses
into giving false statements?

I've reconsidered all the evidence.

Nothing to do with the fact
that his wife's blown you out, then?

The thing is we are getting married.

I gathered that.

The arcade's yours.

(WHITE WEDDING BY BILLY IDOL)



# Hey, little sister, what have you done

# Hey, little sister, who's the only one

# Hey, little sister, who's your superman

# Hey, little sister,
who's the one you want

# Hey, little sister, shotgun

# It's a nice day to start again

# It's a nice day for a white wedding

# It's a nice day to start again

# Hey, little sister, what have you done

# Hey, little sister, who's the only one

# I've been away for so long
# So long

# I've been away for so long
# So long

# I let you go for so long

# It's a nice day to start again



# Come on, it's a nice day
for a white wedding

# It's a nice day to start again

# It's a nice day to start again

# It's a nice day to start again #

- How long have you been awake?
- What makes you think I've been asleep?

- When are we going to talk about this?
- You did what you had to do.

I did what I had to.
What's there to talk about?

Ripley, it's been over a week.
You can't keep shutting me out like this.

Can't hang around,
I got my daughter's wedding to arrange.

When did you decide it was all right
for Shyanne to get married?

I've changed my mind
about a lot of things.

You're not going until we've talked.

I've said there's nothing to talk about.

You are walking around in a dream.

You don't come home on a night.
You've closed down the arcade.

The flats burnt down,
you didn't seem bothered.

- Why would I be when I burnt them?
- What?

I burnt the flats down.

You found out
I put the flats in trust for the kids

and you had to get your own back?

What are you worried about?
Were you going to move in there?

I see. That's why your bags were packed.

- Don't be so stupid.
- Stupid is what I do best.

The whole town thinks so.

- Where were you going?
- I don't know. Anywhere.

I was just so angry with you

when Marr told me you were going to
remortgage this house, our house,

to keep your stupid dream
of the arcade going.

Stupid dream? There's that word again.

I didn't mean it like that.

When did you stop believing, Natalie?

All I could see was money going out
and nothing coming in.

You didn't even get planning permission.

I couldn't sit by and let you risk
everything this family owns.

I see. So you did it for the family.

I did it for the kids, yeah.

If you want to hate me for that
then go ahead and hate me. That's fine.

- Our family.
- That's right, our family.

You said there'd be no casino hotel

and so it came to pass.

Well, maybe there was never supposed
to be.

This way makes sense.

A long time ago,
when I was a lad at school,

I messed someone's life up.

This bloke, Steve.

Never gave him a second thought.

And there he was, all the time,

not behind me, not in my past,
but ahead of me,

like a jackknifed lorry waiting for me
to crash into it.

We're all responsible for our own fate.

You said that maybe this place wasn't
meant to be and I can live with that.

You're happy to take the glory
if everything goes right

but not the blame if it all goes wrong.

Am I to blame that my wife's shagging
somebody else as well?

- What?
- Don't look so worried.

You're in the clear.

I know who it is.

I'm sorry.

I just wish God had let me know
when my luck was running out.

You know, a hint,

a tip off. Something.

It's the thought of my dad sitting up
there on God's right hand,

pissing himself laughing at me.

Because I thought I'd won, you know.

I thought I'd seen the old fella off.

I thought he couldn't hurt me anymore.

I thought Ripley Holden was lucky.

- I'll see you next time. I'll let you know.
- Okay. All right.

Hello, Adrian.
I didn't hear you slithering up.

I take it the flats were your handiwork.

They're going to have to pull them down.
It's a death trap in there.

Why don't you go in and take a look?

But they're still in your children's names.

So any insurance money
will go into their accounts.

Thanks for the impartial advice.

That's the thing about insurance fiddles.
You need to know what you're doing.

It wasn't an insurance fiddle.
It was a crime of passion.

Well, if anything's going to convince
the powers that be

that you're not fit to run a casino hotel,
it's this act of reckless arson.

The sooner you sign over the arcade
and let me get started,

the better for everybody.

(RIPLEY) Looks to me like
you've already begun.

My daughter's getting married tomorrow.

Oh. Well, congratulations.

- You're invited.
- Thank you.

That's very generous of you
in the circumstances.

Let bygones be bygones.

It'll be a good do.

Better than staying at home
with your grumble videos.

Well, I'll...

I'll definitely make it, then. Yes, thanks.

And the paperwork?
The transfer of the arcade into my name?

I've instructed my solicitors
to transfer the deeds.

Don't worry about that.

Right.

- It's for the best.
- For one of us maybe.

I've had 30 yeses and about 15 noes.

10 no replies. What about you?

No. Not so many, I'm afraid.

- So how many?
- About half a dozen. Mainly mates.

What about family?

Just the one.

One?

- Are you that ashamed of me?
- Of course not.

My parents are dead, my bro...
You know I don't speak to my brother.

My sister can't get over from Canada.
So, there's just one.

- It's 'cause Dad's organising it, isn't it?
- It's not your dad!

(STEVE SIGHS)

The one person that I want to be there
is going to be there so...

And?

- What?
- Who is it?

You'll find out on that day.

Ex-wife?

- No. Look, get on with it.
- All right.

Your love-child?

It's my son.

All right, I've got a grown-up son.

Oh.

There's a surprise.

I would have told you sooner

but the time was never right.

We're going to get married
suddenly and...

- You're all right with it, aren't you?
- Of course I am. Yeah, of course.

I'll look forward to meeting him.

(RUTH) I'm a bit like that
with my tapestry.

I've got this thing
that everybody has a skill of their own.

You know what I'm thinking?

Give this place a kick start.

Three Whittaker roulette machines,
right down the middle here.

Two-pence plays
and 80 pence maximum payout.

It's not going to make our fortune, is it?

Isn't it?

Family trade.

Family trade.
That's what this place is all about.

What about the casino hotel?

You said we'd be surfing the dream.

You know what's going to happen
to the resort casinos?

They're going to get hoovered up
by the big boys. That's not me.

I've always been
one of God's chosen gypoes.

You know, king of the small guys?
Come on, let's get back to basics.

What do you think, Barry?

It's only a two pence play.

Here he is.

Jock of Ages.

I thought you'd finished with me.

Yes, so did I.
But you keep dragging me back.

You ready to tell me
about the fire in your flats yet?

A good job nobody was in there.

It would've been
a heartbreaking tragedy.

Another death on your property. I agree.
That would not have looked good.

My wife's property.

- You'll find my wife owns the flats.
- Aye.

Why don't you go and talk to her?
Maybe she burnt them down.

You don't seriously
expect me to believe that?

- Do you know her?
- No.

She's acting strangely lately.

Like she knows something I don't,
like Carol Vorderman or something.

- All right.
- I tell you what. The sex!

She's going
like a kangaroo on a space hopper.

Makes all the mind games
worth the trouble.

If we prove
that you burnt your flats down

then that looks like your attempt
to destroy evidence.

- You know what I think?
- Tell me.

I think you can't touch me.

- Do you want to know why?
- Sir?

Ah, Blythe. I was just leaving.

Right.

What were you doing?

Just grilling our chief suspect.

We'd agreed you were going to
take a back seat on this case.

If I was the sensitive type, I might
think you didn't want my help at all.

I've been building up a relationship
with some of the witnesses.

I won't cramp your style.

I just want to make sure
you get the right man.

A son? How old?

About two years older than me.

- You're trying not to laugh, aren't you?
- No, of course not.

Okay, yes I am. But come on,
you've got to admit it's a bit ticklish.

I'm sorry,
but I can see Steve's side of this.

He's scared shitless that you're going to
realise how old he is.

You don't think it means that he doesn't
trust my feelings about him?

It means he's terrified of losing you.

And who can blame him?

He's gone up in your estimation
because he's kept something from me?

He went up in my estimation
when I saw that he'd look after you.

I know you think I'm getting married
to get at you but it's not like that.

It isn't.

You know when you were a kid
and we used to go on the front

and I used to hold your hand
when you walked on the sea wall.

And you used to beg me to let go
of your hand. Beg me to let you do it.

And I wouldn't. And you know why?
Because I knew better.

And maybe this is the same.
Maybe, I know better.

Except you did used
to let go of my hand.

Did I?

Just for a few seconds.
So I could see what it was like.

You used to say, "Life without
a bit of risk isn't worth living."

You made me like this.

Bloody hell,
then I've only got myself to blame.

- Afraid so.
- Go on. Leave me alone.

God might've made the world in six days
but he couldn't organise your wedding.

(DOOR OPENING)

What do you think?

For the wedding?

Well, I'd marry you.

Would you?

I don't know what I thought would
happen but it didn't go like this.

Me neither.

I had this daft dream me and Shyanne
would pick out the dress together,

you know, do all the planning.

Real mother-daughter stuff.

Can't live on dreams, though, can you?

Got to settle for the hand you're dealt.

Yeah.

I mean, you and me...

didn't live our lives wondering
how it would have turned out

if you hadn't have fallen pregnant
with Shyanne so early on, did we?

No.

We just got on with it, didn't we?

Because if you keep looking back,
you'll trip over what's in front of you.

That's right.

You look upset.
Is there something wrong?

(THERE GOES MY EVERYTHING
BY ENGLEBERT HUMPERDINCK)

# There goes my only

# Possession

# There goes my everything

# I hear footsteps

# Slowly walking

# As they gently walk across

# The lonely floor

# And a voice is

# Softly saying

# Darling, this will be goodbye

# For ever more

# There goes my reason

# For living

# There goes the one

# Of my dreams

# There goes my only

# Possession

# There goes my everything

# There goes my only

# Possession

# There goes my

# Everything #

You all right?

Yeah.

Seemed like you were miles away.

No.

Not thinking of someone else?

Like who?

David Beckham, maybe.

Or David Essex.

No.

This wedding seems
to have done something for those two.

Yeah.

At this rate I'm going to have to sleep
with my Walkman on.

I'd forgotten you could be funny.

There's something you should know
about Steve.

And it was all going so well.

It wasn't Dad that beat him up,
it was me.

(SHYANNE SIGHS IN DISBELIEF)

You don't expect me to believe that,
do you?

What did you do? Stand on a box?

No, I hit him with a brick.

Don't say that, Danny.

I saw you kiss him goodnight
and get on that tram.

I thought how,
if Dad found out, he'd be so...

you know, angry and sad

and hurt.

There was a pile of bricks where they're
doing up that bridge near the pier.

You're really serious, aren't you?

I just wanted to tell you
because I wanted you to know...

that it wasn't Dad.

So if you're marrying Steve
to get back at Dad, you don't have to.

He didn't do anything.

Now you're freaking me out.

You'd hit a man with a brick,
which is bad enough,

but to do it because of
how he makes your Dad feel.

Have you any idea how pathetic that is?

It's not as pathetic as shagging
some old bloke.

You prefer young blokes, do you?

What are you on about?

Or is it that you fancy Steve yourself
and you just can't get over it?

You're sick in the head.

I know you've paid out a lot for
this wedding but I was wondering

if we could go away somewhere
after all this.

I really feel like I need to get away.

Yeah, I can see that every time
I look at you.

Bloody things,
it's like trying to shag a mouse!

Come here. Come on.

I'm as bad as you are.

Are your hands shaking
because it's your daughter's wedding day

or because you've been sleeping
with Carlisle?

Hey!

- Shit.
- Good morning, Blythe.

- How did you know I was here?
- I'm a detective. I read your diary.

I didn't know what you liked
so I brought you a selection.

I don't eat breakfast.

Have some coffee at least,
celebrate your new seafront location.

Thanks.

Maybe your next place will have bars
on the window and an exercise yard.

You'll have to forgive Blythe.

He's young, keen to impress.
Sometimes a wee bit hasty.

I meet a lot of his type in my job.

When Mike Hooley came to your flat
did he act like a man with a head injury?

Unsteady, slurring his words?

- Yeah, but I thought he was just drunk.
- Of course you did.

You see, the thing is
with the modern police force

we're judged on performance.

Blythe and I have an unsolved murder
on our records like a big black mark.

Can you see how we're fixed?

A punter with a record for domestic
violence comes to see you.

He's off his head.
And you're alone in a room with him.

And the next time anybody sees him,
he's died...

from internal bleeding
from a blow to the head.

And a jury aren't exactly predisposed
to believe the word of a prostitute

against the word of a police officer.

What would you say, Blythe, five years?

- Lf she pleads manslaughter.
- Why are you doing this now?

Unless we find out there was somebody
else at the scene when he died,

unless we find the person
who hit him on the head,

who struck the fatal blow,

who cracked his noggin,

then you're going to have to be it.

It wasn't me.

If it wasn't you...

who was it?

I had you down as one of the nice ones.

Yeah, I discovered love and went
to the bad. You know how it is.

I am arresting you on suspicion
of the murder of Mike Hooley.

I must caution you
that you don't have to say anything.

Don't look at me, he's a man on a roll.

If you don't mention,
when questioned, something...

It was Ripley.

It was Ripley Holden.

Thank you.

- I'm sorry.
- That's it? You're sorry?

I ended it.

I knew it was wrong and I ended it.

Was this before you had him
between your legs or after?

- Don't talk like that.
- I'm assuming you shagged the bastard.

It was a physical relationship, yes.

- And how was that? Better than me?
- Don't do this.

Did he undress you? Did you tear
at his clothes? Where did his hands go?

- His mouth? Your hands?
- Is that all you care about?

That's all I care about. The filth.

You on top. Him on top. Him behind.

- By the looks of him, you behind.
- You're just hurting yourself.

Think I can't take it? I can take it.
I've had worse, much worse.

- I am not doing this!
- Why him?

Of all the blokes, why is it the one
that's after locking me up?

Or is that part of the attraction?

I didn't know he was a policeman.

He told me he did something else.
He lied to me.

He lied to you. That's all right, then?

For a moment
I thought you'd done the dirty on me.

It was about me! Not you!

It was about somebody
paying me some attention for once.

It was about somebody listening to me.

It was about someone making me realise
what I have been missing for years.

Years? You're just making this up
to stop yourself feeling more of a slag.

I loved him.

I still do love him.

But I can't leave you.

What, am I supposed to be grateful,
am I?

- After what you've gone and done to me?
- It's just your pride that's hurt, then?

You know what I can't get?
You know what's not coming in here?

You knew!

You knew what it'd taken me
to get one over on the world,

to get in the winners' enclosure.

You knew what it took me and still made
a laughing stock out of me.

Nobody's made a laughing stock
out of you.

Haven't they?

I bet he's laughing at me
and at you as well.

Yeah, maybe he is.

You don't really think he fancies you,
do you? Miss Atomic Mutton 2004!

No, you're probably right.

But it was nice
while he pretended that he did.

Yeah, like I pretended last night.

You're upset because I betrayed you,

because I had somebody else, because
in your head I made a fool out of you.

But you're not upset
because you love me, are you?

Not really.

That doesn't come into it for you,
does it?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- What?
- (DANNY) The cars are here.

So last night
when you made love to me...

- you already knew?
- Yeah.

So... what was that about?

I just wanted to remind you
of what we had.

So I hurt you more
when I told you it was over.

I'm sorry for what I said last night.

And I'm sorry for hitting your fiance
with a brick.

Yeah, I was kind of freaked out by that.

And just for the record,
I don't fancy Steve.

I didn't think you did.

He's not my type at all.

So what are you saying?

(DOOR OPENING)

Ripley.

Love.

You look beautiful.

- Do I?
- Yeah, you really do.

Come on.

Maybe you're doing the right thing
after all, marrying an older bloke.

Oh. Right.

By the time he starts looking elsewhere,
he'll be too old

and by the time you start looking,
he'll be past caring.

Thanks. Maybe you could work that
into your speech.

Do you love Mum?

I love the woman
I thought was your mum.

- The one who didn't stand up for herself?
- No, not that.

She's broken the marriage vows,
Shyanne.

She's eaten from a takeaway menu.

And you never did?

Not deliberately, no.

Ripley.

Thanks for inviting me, mate.

Give away my daughter
without my oldest mate? I don't think so.

I just thought after what happened...

What happened? Nothing happened
as far as I'm concerned.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

I know I betrayed you
and I just hope you'd understand why.

Terry, you don't know the meaning
of the word betrayal.

Compared to any woman,
you're an amateur, believe me.

Why? What's happened?

Have you knobbed her yet?

I think tonight's the night. You know
what they're like after a wedding.

Have this one on me.

Dad, come on.

It's past its sell-by
but that adds to the thrill, doesn't it?

(DON'T LEAVE ME THIS WAY
BY THE COMMUNARDS)

# Don't leave me this way

# I can't survive

# I can't stay alive

# Without your love

# No, baby

# Don't leave me this way

# I can't exist

# I will surely miss

# Your tender kiss

# So don't leave me this way

# Baby

# My heart is full of love
and desire for you

# So come on down
and do what you've got to do

# You started this fire down in my soul

# Now can't you see
it's burning out of control

# So come on down
and satisfy the need in me

# 'Cause only your good loving
can set me free

# Don't leave me this way

# I don't understand
how I'm at your command

# So, baby, please

# Don't you leave me this way

# Baby

# My heart is full of love
and desire for you

# So come on down
and do what you've got to do

# You started this fire down in my soul

# Now can't you see
it's burning out of control

# So come on down
and satisfy the need in me

# 'Cause only your good loving
can set me free

# Set me free, set me free, set me free

# Set me free, set me free

# Set me free

# Don't leave me this way

# Oh, baby, I can't exist

# I will surely miss

# Your tender kiss

# So don't leave me this way

# Baby

# My heart is full of love
and desire for you

# So come on down
and do what you've got to do

# You started this fire down in my soul

# Now can't you see
it's burning out of control

# So come on down
and satisfy the need in me

# 'Cause only your good loving
could set me free

# Set me free, set me free, set me free

# Set me free, set me free

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way
Don't leave me this way

# Don't leave me this way #

(REGISTRAR) We're here today to witness
the marriage of Stephen and Shyanne.

You've ruined the seating plan

but I'm sure we can squeeze you
on the end somewhere.

We can do this the easy way
or the hard way.

I'd ask you to kiss my arse
if I didn't think you'd enjoy it.

I think you should know
that we're here to arrest you.

That's not going to happen, I'm afraid.

I am arresting you on suspicion
of the murder of...

- Turn him off!
...Mike Hooley.

- I must caution you that...
- Take his batteries out.

...it may harm your defence
if you don't mention...

How about this for starters?

I know you've been shagging my wife.

Blythe, you don't socialise
as much as you should

and there's a wedding reception
down the corridor.

- You can't back out now.
- You're feeling thirsty.

Go and avail yourself
of the refreshments on offer.

Natalie.

- So?
- So.

- This is all kind of...
- Weird.

Yeah.

Why do you say that?

Is it because you're my stepmother
and you're younger than me?

Don't say that. That's terrible.

Don't ever call me stepmother again.

Okay, just plain Mum, then?

I don't know
if I can handle this conversation.

No. Stop. Don't be so serious.

I think it's great my Dad's fallen for you.

- I do, really.
- Oh, right.

Well, thank you.

And who can blame him?

It'll be prime land
when the regeneration plan kicks in

and I'll be the leaseholder.

That can't be right.

- What? Ripley sell you the arcade? No!
- It's true, I'm afraid.

You'll be a creditor of course but you'll
be at the back of a very long queue.

Jim, have you heard this?

Marr reckons that Ripley's gone bust
and he's buying him out.

You? You can't get dressed in the
morning without a diagram, can you?

You'll find it's comments like that

that have allowed your mouth
to get the better of your wallet.

- Is he taking the piss?
- I'm not sure.

I don't really understand what he said.

Where's Ripley?
I want to hear this from him.

- Here's to my daughter.
- Your daughter.

How long have you known
about me and Natalie?

- Oh... about a week or so.
- Why wait till now to tell me?

When I found out you were poking
my wife I wanted to kill you.

And kill her.

Then I thought,
"Come on, Ripley, what's in it for you?"

That's how good a businessman
Ripley Holden is, cock.

Even his wife shagging another man
is an opportunity.

I expect that's what
Maggie Thatcher meant

when she said entrepreneurs
were special people.

- You think I'm thick, don't you?
- No.

But I notice things.

And I've noticed this.

This last couple of weeks, my wife's
looked happier and more beautiful

than I've seen her look for years.

She's a beautiful woman.

And when I found out
about you and her...

I realised it was you
that was making her happy.

- And beautiful.
- Not anymore.

- Now, that's up to you, isn't it?
- And Natalie.

She loves you, you prick.

I've been watching her pretending.

Pretending she's fine, pretending
she wants to be with me, but no.

I can see the misery coming off her
like steam off a curry-house flannel.

- You think that's true?
- I know it.

It seems to me,
however much she loves you,

she's never going to forgive you
for fitting her husband up for murder

on her daughter's wedding day.

You talk about shitting
in her Valentine's card!

I'm not fitting you up.

I've got new evidence.

Hailey's changed her statement.

Said you killed him.

And you believe her?

It's not what I believe, it's a strong case.

All right, charge me. Arrest me.

But you know
you'll never see Natalie again.

Are you trying to corrupt me?

I think Natalie got there before me.

So what are you proposing?

I'm suggesting
that you leave me and Danny alone

and in return I'll give you and Natalie
my blessing.

I don't give a shit about you

but I do want her to be happy.
I really do.

On the other hand, you can arrest me

and not only will you not see
Natalie again,

but you stand a good chance
of losing the case.

Once your superiors find out
that you've been knobbing

the chief suspect's wife.

Do you still think I'm thick?

Do we have a deal?

Of course, it still leaves us
with an unsolved murder.

If you can live with that, so can I.

Where is he?

I don't know. He's a free man.

What?

He didn't do it. Neither did his son.

I'm taking this case
to the CPS without you.

What were these doing in your locker?

They were never in my locker.

Young copper.

Boring case.
Some clown for his senior officer.

Tragic you should turn to drugs like that.

Maybe we didn't give you
enough support.

- You wouldn't?
- Yeah, I would.

And who would the senior officers
believe? You or me?

She must be some shag, that wife of his.

- I love her.
- That makes it all right, does it?

I'm not going to close the book on this.

- I'm going come back to it one day.
- You can do what you like one day.

You won't go home empty-handed today.

What do you mean?

I've got you an arrest...

courtesy of Ripley Holden.

(A DIFFERENT CORNER
BY GEORGE MICHAEL)

So I said to the client
if you go for incorporation

you could get 50% off your tax
over four years.

He was impressed, I can tell you...

Adrian Marr, I am arresting you
on suspicion of false accounting.

- What?
- You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention, when questioned,

something that you later rely on...

(ADRIAN) You are making a big mistake.

Anything you do say
may be used in evidence.

Like to come this way, sir.

I came to find you.

Are you sure you didn't come
to arrest my husband?

That was a cry for help.

You seemed so straight forward
when I met you.

So different from Ripley,

with all his schemes and his lies and
saying one thing and thinking another.

And now it seems
I've fallen for another schemer.

I stopped pretending
from the moment I fell in love with you.

When was that?

About five minutes into our first date.

If you loved me, that's when
you should've told me the truth.

I couldn't.

So then I tried to stop seeing you.
But you...

I look at you and I just feel...

It feels like I have been missing
somebody all of my life, and it's you.

I'm staying with Ripley.
At least I know what I'm getting.

You strip away all the pretence,
all the play acting

all the cops and robbers, what's left?

You loving me and me loving you.

You're so good at saying
what I want to hear.

Maybe I'm just saying what you feel, too.

Maybe you've just got an eye
for weakness.

So, Steve.

Congratulations.

Cheers, Ripley.

So it seems like I did do you a favour
all those years ago after all.

Yeah, how do you figure that one out?

If I hadn't written those suicide notes,
I'd never have become Ripley Holden

and I would never have had
such a beautiful daughter.

And if your parents
hadn't read my suicide note,

you would never have been a failure
hanging around Blackpool

waiting for your life to begin.

Life has a funny habit of
evening things out in the end.

Right.

Your turn next!

- Yeah. I doubt it.
- Don't put yourself down.

Once your spots go
you'll be a good looking lad.

Thanks.

What about a go
with one of Shyanne's mates?

That Rebecca will be half decent with
your beer goggles on

so get a drink down you.

Anybody would think
you're not interested in girls.

Because you like the Graham Norton
Show doesn't make you Colwyn Bay.

Dad, that isn't it.

Maybe it's just a phase?

There isn't a builder
in the North of England

didn't fancy Boy George
till they found out he was a bloke.

I've tried to fancy girls.

When you worked in that strip club

did you never get the odd tingle
in your wurzles?

No.

Some bloke hasn't touched you up
and got you all confused?

No.

It's all over, Danny.

- It doesn't have to be.
- No.

Bookies are allowed betting terminals
with big cash prizes. We're not.

You're a casino or you're nothing.

No place for a family arcade anymore.

You want to put some dance stages
down one wall. Half a dozen if you can.

Got any idea how much that would cost?

Get rid of some of the slots.

Like you say, if you can win 500 quid
down the bookies,

you're not going to play these to win 25.

But your dance stages,
that's how you get the kids in.

Run competitions.
Call it the Dance Stage Olympics.

In Norway it's already an official sport.

Really?

And then I'd put a cappuccino bar
in the other corner.

Get a franchise on that.

Bowling alley upstairs.

Make it seem less like an arcade
and more like a leisure centre.

Dance Stage Olympics?

A cappuccino bar?

All seems a bit gay to me.

- Yeah, you asked, didn't you?
- It's a compliment, stupid. It's brilliant.

I'm just saying it took a candy-man
to spot the potential.

Right, thanks.

But more than that, it took a Holden.

- You're a chip off the old block after all.
- Thanks.

And seeing as it's been a surprising day,
it's yours.

- What?
- This place.

As soon as you turn 18, it's yours.
Call it an early birthday present.

- What about the money you owe?
- Marr sorted all that.

I declare insolvency.
You buy this place for a tenner.

Start again. Debts are cleared.

I thought that was so Marr could buy it.

Marr's not going to be around, I'm afraid.

You'll get a big fat insurance payout
from the flats that burnt down.

I want you to give some of that
to Terry Corlette,

Ruth and Deaf Barry. You see them right.

There'll be enough left over for you
to start again.

How about it?

And it's a clean slate
between me and you as well?

Right.

We haven't got any secrets anymore.

No more secrets.

You were the strong one all along,
weren't you?

You'll keep an eye on my lad for me,
won't you, Moses?

What is it?

I was wondering...

if we stayed together, you and me,
made a real go of it,

no more secrets, not for either of us.

- You love someone else.
- No, it's over between me and Carlisle.

I don't believe that.

You don't believe it.

- But Ripley...
- Natalie.

You're a good person.

That's what I love about you.

You know the difference
between right and wrong.

You're not going to go and have an affair
with Carlisle at the drop of a G-string.

What, like you, you mean?

I was thinking about Allbright, actually,
but point taken.

You wouldn't have done what you did
with Carlisle without a good reason.

You've always put the kids first.
You've always put me first.

By my reckoning you must love him

more than you've loved anybody
in your whole life.

When you close your eyes,
I bet it's you and him you see together?

You know what drives me mad?

When I close my eyes,
I see you and him together as well.

You already look like a couple.

- But Ripley...
- lf you stayed, you'd be pretending.

Like you've been pretending
for this last couple of weeks.

I could carry on
letting you pretend because I've loved it.

In a couple of years, we'll be throwing
the good plates at each other

and you'd hate me for everything
I said now to make you stay

and I don't want that.

He can make you happy...

and I can't.

So there's no contest.

(I'M NOT IN LOVE BY 10CC)

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

It's not every day that your daughter
gets married to a man your age,

your wife leaves you for the copper
that's been investigating you for murder

and your son tells you he's a Perry Como.

But then, we are in Blackpool.
And let's face it,

you can live a 1000 lives in this town

and still have room
for a full English breakfast!

You can't beat a big sausage!

(ALL LAUGHING)

But the life I wanted to live here

hasn't worked out.

I've been unluckier than a ginger
stepchild this last couple of weeks.

Maybe my dreams got too big
or the town got too small.

Maybe I just messed up.

I could sing
"Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me"

but seeing as our Danny's just come out
it might not be wise.

One thing I have found out, though...

I love my girl.

And I love my lad.

And I love my wife.

And I always will.

They say a man who's lost a fortune but
found his heart is a wealthy man indeed.

But then people will say anything
when they're pissed, won't they?

No, but the truth is, I mean, I know.

I'm as shocked as you are.

So let's raise our glasses...

to Steve and Shyanne.

(ALL) Steve and Shyanne.

Be lucky.

Must be good for business.

You can hang out the window
and wave to the passing sailors.

(HAILEY) I've not tried that yet.

So.

So?

Why did you send Carlisle after me?

Hey? What was that all about?

I had to give him somebody
otherwise he was going to charge me.

I knew you could take care of yourself.

I suppose I should be flattered.

I couldn't have given him Danny's name,
could I?

Of course not.

Especially as Danny is the one who did it.

Deep down I think I've known all along,
I just didn't want to admit it.

I just want to know why, that's all.

Danny was always hanging
around the flats.

He'd turn up late at night just to talk.

I think he found it easy, you know.

And I liked having him around.

If I had a punter, he used to sit
in the empty bedsit over the corridor.

Anyway, Hooley turns up off his skull
on drink and what have you...

and I turn to put the money away
and he starts to knock me about.

I'm so shocked I shout for Danny
but he doesn't hear me at first.

By the time Danny does get there
Hooley's got his hands round my throat.

He's choking me.

And then I look up
and I see Danny hit him,

and the next thing, Hooley goes limp.

I don't believe it.
I do believe it but I can't believe it.

It was self-defence.

Hooley didn't know Danny was in
the room. How could it be self-defence?

He saved my life, Ripley.
Your lad saved my life.

That's good enough for me.

Been carrying this around in his head
all this time?

Yeah, he can keep a secret, that lad.

All teenagers go off the rails.

Usually it's a bit of shoplifting
or smoking ten Silk Cut.

Not drug dealing, murder and gaiety.

Wouldn't mind but he doesn't
even go to a comprehensive.

So he's told you he's gay?

If I gave you a ton,
would you cure him for me?

(RIPLEY SIGHS)

So where are you off?

To meet my maker.

(ALWAYS SOMETHING THERE
TO REMIND ME BY SANDIE SHAW)

# I walk along the city streets

# You used to walk along with me

# And every step I take recalls

# How much in love we used to be

# Oh, how can I forget you

# When there is
always something there to remind me

# Always something there to remind me

# I was born to love you

# And I will never be free

# You'll always be a part of me

# Whoa, whoa, whoa

# When shadows fall I pass a small cafe

# Where we would dance at night

# And I can't help recalling how it felt

# To kiss and hold you tight

# Oh, how can I forget you

# When there is
always something there to remind me

# Always something there to remind me

# I was born to love you

# And I will never be free

# You'll always be a part of me

# Whoa, whoa, whoa

# If you should find

# You miss the sweet and tender
love we used to share

# Just come back to the places

# Where we used to go

# And I'll be there

# Oh, how can I forget you

# When there is
always something there to remind me

# Always something there to remind me

# I was born to love you

# And I will never be free

# When there is
always something there to remind me

# Always something there to remind me

# Always something there
to remind me #