Skins (2007–2013): Season 6, Episode 10 - Finale - full transcript
Mini is rushed to hospital but the baby is saved. As the exam results come through and Alex gets ready to spend his gap year in Thailand Matty apologises to Rich for causing the death of Grace. Franky heads for Birmingham to seek out her mother but is told that she is dead by her sister Clara,who returns her to Bristol. At Alex's farewell party Liv makes it up with the other girls and Grace appears to Rich for one last kiss. Clara tells Franky that their mother is actually in a psychiatric hospital and takes her to visit. Nick accompanies Matty to the police station to give himself up and Mini has her baby,with Alo offering to support her. Hearing the baby cry Rich turns to camera to say goodbye to the viewers.
Dad.
Dad!
Franky, you home, darling?
'The weather's about to turn
'and all the bronzed babes
are gagging to hit the beach.
'Summer's round the corner.
'Here's Heat's top tips
to help you sizzle in the sunshine.
'Better get out there quick.
'Won't last long.'
Hear that, Mins?
You've got to get better.
Before the rain comes.
Do you mind?
Not if you roll me one too.
You didn't choose
a great night to run away.
I didn't exactly plan it, did I?
No point in planning
anything, if you ask me.
Why?
Everything happens
for a reason, in my opinion.
Sounds like hippy
bullshit, in my opinion.
So, where you running to?
Is there someone out there?
No, there's not.
I bet there is cos there's
always a silver lining.
'This is Franky.
I'm not here right now.
'Leave me a message
and I'll call you back.'
She's in trouble.
Yeah.
So what we going to do about it?
We aren't going to do anything.
She's my girlfriend.
Matty, she's been into me
for months. You can't change that.
She's been fucking you for months.
There's a difference.
Back off, Matty.
Not until she's told me.
Told you what?
That she doesn't love me.
Fine. We'll go and find her.
How exactly?
You can track her?
I registered her phone
to my account.
OK.
Where are you going?
Birmingham.
What?
You're Mavis Williams.
I'm Franky Fitzgerald.
I was adopted five years ago.
You were my social worker.
I don't remember you.
Yes, you do.
I'm looking for my mum.
You know, I hated it
when you visited.
My foster parents would spend hours
ripping all the knots out of my hair
and filling it with sparkly bows
to try and make me look happy.
You were so pretty.
Are you going to help me find my mum?
It's against the rules.
Fuck the rules.
You loved me
and then you just fucked off.
They reassigned me.
I had no choice.
You owe me.
If I had kept anything
in my files to make sure...
to make sure you'd be all right,
I couldn't be the one to show you.
I have to go to the bathroom.
My bladder.
It isn't what it was.
There's a glittery gold dress here
with your name written all over it.
It's low cut to suit your new rack.
Hey! Um...
Shelley called me.
OK, cool.
Coolio.
Cool beans.
Big shopping list?
Yeah.
How am I meant to apologise
when she won't even talk to me?
Probably best
just to wait for a bit really.
Tell her I was here,
and that I hope she feels better.
Yeah, I will.
Hello?
Almost...
What the fuck are we doing?
Hello? Who's here?
Don't hit me. Jesus.
What you doing in my house?
It was my mum's house...
Her name is Maria Townsend...
Do you know where she is?
Oh, my God... Oh, Christ!
Who are you?
Don't you remember me, Franky?
You're my sister...
Well, do you remember me?
I came home from school one day,
you weren't here any more...
I don't really know what happened.
You don't know what happened?
I was eight, Franky.
I asked, later on,
but she never spoke about it.
Well, she's going to have to speak
about it now.
No, I don't think so. She's dead.
I'm sorry?
Shit. I shouldn't have just...
She died, Franky.
A while ago.
Why?
What did she...?
What do you think?
She had too much shit in her life.
She was crap.
I have to sell this house,
but nobody wants it.
So I come her and I sit.
It reminds me not to fuck up.
Do you want to come in?
Do you live here by yourself?
Uh-huh.
There's a spare bedroom
through there,
but it's more of a cupboard really.
Why didn't you come and find me?
Why? You were adopted. You had
a peachy little life going on.
How do you know that?
We're better of without her.
All she did was hurt people...
Did she hurt you too, Clara?
Don't! OK! I don't know you.
Yes you do.
You know me better
than anyone in this world.
I just don't remember,
which is hardly fair.
Fair!
So, I need some stuff from you.
All right?
Fine.
What would you like to know?
The smell of her vomit
after a three day bender?
Or the times I'd come home from
school to find her passed out,
coked off her head
with my piggy bank empty?
All the meaningless sorrys
and shit promises?
How can I help you here!?
Maybe you should've
looked after her better!
I'm sorry.
This was a mistake. Wasn't it?
No.
I have to go to work.
Do what you want,
freshen up before you go.
Please.
Let's not do this too ourselves.
Neither of us can take it.
Clara.
'Franky?'
How did you find me?
'I tracked your phone. OK?
I'm sorry.'
What's he doing here?
'We need to decide some
stuff Franks.
'You can't run away from this.'
Fuck.
Franky! Franky! Franky!
No silver lining?
Feeling better?
Yeah, I suppose.
I didn't dream it all, did I?
In my experience girl.
You've almost never dreamed it.
What the fuck? Why are we...
Why the fuck are we here?
Woah, woah, calm down there.
I never told you to bring me here!
Where else was I going to take you?
I drive between Birmingham
and Bristol. That's the deal.
I want to get out. Let me out.
Whatever it is girl. You cannot
run away from it for ever.
Yeah? FUCKING watch me!
Ah, fucking hell.
What's your name?
Franky.
How is she?
Bit late for that, isn't it?
I really need to speak to her.
No, you need to speak
to Nick and Matty.
You know, the boys you've been
mugging off since last summer?
What, so I need you permission
to be here, do I?
Listen, you sarky bitch.
Just because your life's fucked up,
it doesn't give you the right
to fuck up everyone else's.
I didn't ask anybody
to fall in love me.
No, but you let them,
didn't you Franky?
And then you pissed off. As you do.
Oh, give it a rest,
you drama queen.
You've been fucking
everyone over all year.
Stop it, Liv. She's crying.
How long have you been awake?
I'm having a baby, Liv.
It doesn't matter
who fucks who over.
Don't you understand. Grace would
still be here if she hadn't...
Being a bitch doesn't help us.
Tell HER that.
The moment I met you,
I knew you'd be trouble.
You're need to sort your shit
out there, Franks,
before our lives change,
and we're not together any more.
Morning, chick.
What you doing home?
I'm not really home, am I?
Hey, moody, what's up?
What am I meant to do without you?
Just fuck off, Thailand.
Fuck off the lady boys, and ping pong
shows and full moon parties.
Stay here.
With me.
I can't do that, babe.
Well, fuck off then.
Bit melodramatic.
Well I can't stay here any more,
can I?
Where you going to go?
Fuck knows. I don't belong anywhere.
Well...
take me to uni with you, then.
Smuggle me in.
If I go. If I get the grades.
If I get a grant.
If you grow some balls?
And what if they don't want me?
I've got no best friend,
no boyfriend and now, no you.
That was the beautiful thing
about Grace,
no matter what you did,
she'd always be your friend.
Hey, hey, no tears, Malone.
All right? We've still got
one big blow-out
and my send-offs
are nothing but epic.
I can't be bothered with tonight.
I'm not coming.
What?!
You can't bail. You're my date.
No, Alex, I'm just a fag hag.
You're so much more
than that, Liv...
You're my sexy fag bangle.
Bastard!
It will be OK, Liv.
No, it won't.
Yes, it will.
No, it won't.
It will.
Fuck off, Alex.
Oh, man.
Whoo!
Hey, buddy, I bought you beer.
Cheers. Buddy.
So...
I need a favour.
You want me to harbour
a known criminal?
I'm not a criminal.
You fucking are.
I need you to look after him,
cos I fucking hate the guy,
but he's got nowhere to go
and Dad's getting suspicious.
I have never been more grateful
to be an only child.
Please, Rich. Do it for me.
I am here, you know.
Shut up Matty.
Yeah. Stay.
My parents
aren't back for a week.
Thanks, dude, I really
appreciate it. Don't we, Matty?
Hey, hello!
Yay, Alo's here.
Bitches. How are we all today?
Cool.
Just popped in to drop your ticket
off for Alex's shindig tonight.
He said ours are free cos,
you know, we're amazeballs.
Erm, me and the wifey
are going to have to bail.
No, you said she was fine?
Yeah, but a pool party
full of smash heads
is no place for my unborn baby.
But it's our leaving party.
Yeah, but I'm not leaving though.
I'm having a baby.
I'm having a fucking baby!
How batshit crazy is that?
Nick, here's yours, plus one.
You're not welcome.
What, again?
Fuck's sake!
Chill out, man.
Why does he do that?
Right. Looks like it's just
me and you.
You want a spliff?
Thanks for this.
And sorry, Rich...
I should have stayed with her.
I'm really sorry.
It's OK. Grace says it's cool.
Grace says what?
She says just forget it.
But I don't...
She's here all the time.
Fancy a beer?
'Hello...?'
Stupid bitch shouldn't
go down there...
Nope.
'Who's there? Grandpa Joe,
is that you?'
Now they're going to jump
her naked ass,
hang her upside down
and drain her blood.
Ooh, God!
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, you know, who wants
a party when we can watch
some well choreographed
torture instead?
Ladies, I've got good news.
Your Fairy Gynaecologist has said
that you can go to the ball.
Farmboy...
For one hour. No drugs,
no dancing, no blackberry shots.
Just love, sweet love.
Thank you.
Your mum said this one
was your favourite.
Aww...
But I thought, you know,
just as a back-up, I'd bring this.
Yeah, that's not bad, Biggus Dickus.
Are you coming, Franks?
Fucker, open!
For Chrissakes, Franky.
Stop running away from it.
You look like a right old disaster.
Tell me what to do, Gracie.
Life's fragile, Franky,
you need to stop running,
or you're never really living
at all. OK?
Just stop being a crazy bitch.
Just be Franky.
Tell the truth
and all will be hunky dory.
Do it now...
- Franky?
- Franky, we need to talk to you.
No. Fucking stop!
You want the truth, right?
Yeah, that would be good, Franks.
I love you...
both.
I know that I made some mistakes.
Matty, you have things
you need to do.
I'm not ready.
You don't need me to tell you
how to stop fucking up your life.
And Nick...
you can't fix me.
I know.
I can't help it, Franks.
Can we not sort something out here?
Everything's coming to an end.
And it's fucking scary.
We're all going to have to leave
somehow.
Don't end it with us. Please.
I'm just the way for you
to love each other.
Aren't we going after her?
Sit down, you twat.
Let's get fucked.
Nick, I...
Yeah?
Have I ever told you I love you?
Every day, mate.
Every day since we were born.
It's nice drive down here.
Your dad says I should do it
more often.
Bit early. Didn't realise you were
such lightweights in Bristol.
I just wanted to know why.
Why she gave me up.
What is it that's wrong with me?
It's all right.
Everything's going to be all right.
I promise.
Everything's going to be all right.
Better get back
to the missus, man.
Yeah, man.
I got no problem with that.
No?
No.
I think she fucking loves me.
How bad can it be?
We did it, Alo.
We got there.
We lost our virginities...
fell in love...
and actually had
a pretty damn good time.
That we did.
That we did.
Breakfast?
Here's to our last night of freedom.
Here we are again...
sitting on a rank floor,
danced out,
with blisters on our feet.
I thought you were only supposed to
stay for one hour at this party?
I never do what I'm told.
Some things never change.
I'm fucking terrified.
It's fine, I'm terrified too.
But I'm not going anywhere.
I'm like shit on your stiletto.
Ah, ya bastard!
Fuck.
Fucking hell.
Yo, Creevey, Minnie needs you, mate.
OK. Go.
I'll come and see you soon, yeah?
Cool.
Oh, and this...
It's OK.
No, I stole it. I'm sorry.
Will you come with me?
Now.
Why...?
I said something to you
that wasn't true.
About Mum.
She was never cremated
when it happened.
That's not what I did.
I didn't want you to have her.
That's OK, Clara.
I could take you to where
I put her.
Where she ended up.
Do you want to come?
Dad?
Anything, Franky.
You know that.
Bye.
Dad!
Franky, you home, darling?
'The weather's about to turn
'and all the bronzed babes
are gagging to hit the beach.
'Summer's round the corner.
'Here's Heat's top tips
to help you sizzle in the sunshine.
'Better get out there quick.
'Won't last long.'
Hear that, Mins?
You've got to get better.
Before the rain comes.
Do you mind?
Not if you roll me one too.
You didn't choose
a great night to run away.
I didn't exactly plan it, did I?
No point in planning
anything, if you ask me.
Why?
Everything happens
for a reason, in my opinion.
Sounds like hippy
bullshit, in my opinion.
So, where you running to?
Is there someone out there?
No, there's not.
I bet there is cos there's
always a silver lining.
'This is Franky.
I'm not here right now.
'Leave me a message
and I'll call you back.'
She's in trouble.
Yeah.
So what we going to do about it?
We aren't going to do anything.
She's my girlfriend.
Matty, she's been into me
for months. You can't change that.
She's been fucking you for months.
There's a difference.
Back off, Matty.
Not until she's told me.
Told you what?
That she doesn't love me.
Fine. We'll go and find her.
How exactly?
You can track her?
I registered her phone
to my account.
OK.
Where are you going?
Birmingham.
What?
You're Mavis Williams.
I'm Franky Fitzgerald.
I was adopted five years ago.
You were my social worker.
I don't remember you.
Yes, you do.
I'm looking for my mum.
You know, I hated it
when you visited.
My foster parents would spend hours
ripping all the knots out of my hair
and filling it with sparkly bows
to try and make me look happy.
You were so pretty.
Are you going to help me find my mum?
It's against the rules.
Fuck the rules.
You loved me
and then you just fucked off.
They reassigned me.
I had no choice.
You owe me.
If I had kept anything
in my files to make sure...
to make sure you'd be all right,
I couldn't be the one to show you.
I have to go to the bathroom.
My bladder.
It isn't what it was.
There's a glittery gold dress here
with your name written all over it.
It's low cut to suit your new rack.
Hey! Um...
Shelley called me.
OK, cool.
Coolio.
Cool beans.
Big shopping list?
Yeah.
How am I meant to apologise
when she won't even talk to me?
Probably best
just to wait for a bit really.
Tell her I was here,
and that I hope she feels better.
Yeah, I will.
Hello?
Almost...
What the fuck are we doing?
Hello? Who's here?
Don't hit me. Jesus.
What you doing in my house?
It was my mum's house...
Her name is Maria Townsend...
Do you know where she is?
Oh, my God... Oh, Christ!
Who are you?
Don't you remember me, Franky?
You're my sister...
Well, do you remember me?
I came home from school one day,
you weren't here any more...
I don't really know what happened.
You don't know what happened?
I was eight, Franky.
I asked, later on,
but she never spoke about it.
Well, she's going to have to speak
about it now.
No, I don't think so. She's dead.
I'm sorry?
Shit. I shouldn't have just...
She died, Franky.
A while ago.
Why?
What did she...?
What do you think?
She had too much shit in her life.
She was crap.
I have to sell this house,
but nobody wants it.
So I come her and I sit.
It reminds me not to fuck up.
Do you want to come in?
Do you live here by yourself?
Uh-huh.
There's a spare bedroom
through there,
but it's more of a cupboard really.
Why didn't you come and find me?
Why? You were adopted. You had
a peachy little life going on.
How do you know that?
We're better of without her.
All she did was hurt people...
Did she hurt you too, Clara?
Don't! OK! I don't know you.
Yes you do.
You know me better
than anyone in this world.
I just don't remember,
which is hardly fair.
Fair!
So, I need some stuff from you.
All right?
Fine.
What would you like to know?
The smell of her vomit
after a three day bender?
Or the times I'd come home from
school to find her passed out,
coked off her head
with my piggy bank empty?
All the meaningless sorrys
and shit promises?
How can I help you here!?
Maybe you should've
looked after her better!
I'm sorry.
This was a mistake. Wasn't it?
No.
I have to go to work.
Do what you want,
freshen up before you go.
Please.
Let's not do this too ourselves.
Neither of us can take it.
Clara.
'Franky?'
How did you find me?
'I tracked your phone. OK?
I'm sorry.'
What's he doing here?
'We need to decide some
stuff Franks.
'You can't run away from this.'
Fuck.
Franky! Franky! Franky!
No silver lining?
Feeling better?
Yeah, I suppose.
I didn't dream it all, did I?
In my experience girl.
You've almost never dreamed it.
What the fuck? Why are we...
Why the fuck are we here?
Woah, woah, calm down there.
I never told you to bring me here!
Where else was I going to take you?
I drive between Birmingham
and Bristol. That's the deal.
I want to get out. Let me out.
Whatever it is girl. You cannot
run away from it for ever.
Yeah? FUCKING watch me!
Ah, fucking hell.
What's your name?
Franky.
How is she?
Bit late for that, isn't it?
I really need to speak to her.
No, you need to speak
to Nick and Matty.
You know, the boys you've been
mugging off since last summer?
What, so I need you permission
to be here, do I?
Listen, you sarky bitch.
Just because your life's fucked up,
it doesn't give you the right
to fuck up everyone else's.
I didn't ask anybody
to fall in love me.
No, but you let them,
didn't you Franky?
And then you pissed off. As you do.
Oh, give it a rest,
you drama queen.
You've been fucking
everyone over all year.
Stop it, Liv. She's crying.
How long have you been awake?
I'm having a baby, Liv.
It doesn't matter
who fucks who over.
Don't you understand. Grace would
still be here if she hadn't...
Being a bitch doesn't help us.
Tell HER that.
The moment I met you,
I knew you'd be trouble.
You're need to sort your shit
out there, Franks,
before our lives change,
and we're not together any more.
Morning, chick.
What you doing home?
I'm not really home, am I?
Hey, moody, what's up?
What am I meant to do without you?
Just fuck off, Thailand.
Fuck off the lady boys, and ping pong
shows and full moon parties.
Stay here.
With me.
I can't do that, babe.
Well, fuck off then.
Bit melodramatic.
Well I can't stay here any more,
can I?
Where you going to go?
Fuck knows. I don't belong anywhere.
Well...
take me to uni with you, then.
Smuggle me in.
If I go. If I get the grades.
If I get a grant.
If you grow some balls?
And what if they don't want me?
I've got no best friend,
no boyfriend and now, no you.
That was the beautiful thing
about Grace,
no matter what you did,
she'd always be your friend.
Hey, hey, no tears, Malone.
All right? We've still got
one big blow-out
and my send-offs
are nothing but epic.
I can't be bothered with tonight.
I'm not coming.
What?!
You can't bail. You're my date.
No, Alex, I'm just a fag hag.
You're so much more
than that, Liv...
You're my sexy fag bangle.
Bastard!
It will be OK, Liv.
No, it won't.
Yes, it will.
No, it won't.
It will.
Fuck off, Alex.
Oh, man.
Whoo!
Hey, buddy, I bought you beer.
Cheers. Buddy.
So...
I need a favour.
You want me to harbour
a known criminal?
I'm not a criminal.
You fucking are.
I need you to look after him,
cos I fucking hate the guy,
but he's got nowhere to go
and Dad's getting suspicious.
I have never been more grateful
to be an only child.
Please, Rich. Do it for me.
I am here, you know.
Shut up Matty.
Yeah. Stay.
My parents
aren't back for a week.
Thanks, dude, I really
appreciate it. Don't we, Matty?
Hey, hello!
Yay, Alo's here.
Bitches. How are we all today?
Cool.
Just popped in to drop your ticket
off for Alex's shindig tonight.
He said ours are free cos,
you know, we're amazeballs.
Erm, me and the wifey
are going to have to bail.
No, you said she was fine?
Yeah, but a pool party
full of smash heads
is no place for my unborn baby.
But it's our leaving party.
Yeah, but I'm not leaving though.
I'm having a baby.
I'm having a fucking baby!
How batshit crazy is that?
Nick, here's yours, plus one.
You're not welcome.
What, again?
Fuck's sake!
Chill out, man.
Why does he do that?
Right. Looks like it's just
me and you.
You want a spliff?
Thanks for this.
And sorry, Rich...
I should have stayed with her.
I'm really sorry.
It's OK. Grace says it's cool.
Grace says what?
She says just forget it.
But I don't...
She's here all the time.
Fancy a beer?
'Hello...?'
Stupid bitch shouldn't
go down there...
Nope.
'Who's there? Grandpa Joe,
is that you?'
Now they're going to jump
her naked ass,
hang her upside down
and drain her blood.
Ooh, God!
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, you know, who wants
a party when we can watch
some well choreographed
torture instead?
Ladies, I've got good news.
Your Fairy Gynaecologist has said
that you can go to the ball.
Farmboy...
For one hour. No drugs,
no dancing, no blackberry shots.
Just love, sweet love.
Thank you.
Your mum said this one
was your favourite.
Aww...
But I thought, you know,
just as a back-up, I'd bring this.
Yeah, that's not bad, Biggus Dickus.
Are you coming, Franks?
Fucker, open!
For Chrissakes, Franky.
Stop running away from it.
You look like a right old disaster.
Tell me what to do, Gracie.
Life's fragile, Franky,
you need to stop running,
or you're never really living
at all. OK?
Just stop being a crazy bitch.
Just be Franky.
Tell the truth
and all will be hunky dory.
Do it now...
- Franky?
- Franky, we need to talk to you.
No. Fucking stop!
You want the truth, right?
Yeah, that would be good, Franks.
I love you...
both.
I know that I made some mistakes.
Matty, you have things
you need to do.
I'm not ready.
You don't need me to tell you
how to stop fucking up your life.
And Nick...
you can't fix me.
I know.
I can't help it, Franks.
Can we not sort something out here?
Everything's coming to an end.
And it's fucking scary.
We're all going to have to leave
somehow.
Don't end it with us. Please.
I'm just the way for you
to love each other.
Aren't we going after her?
Sit down, you twat.
Let's get fucked.
Nick, I...
Yeah?
Have I ever told you I love you?
Every day, mate.
Every day since we were born.
It's nice drive down here.
Your dad says I should do it
more often.
Bit early. Didn't realise you were
such lightweights in Bristol.
I just wanted to know why.
Why she gave me up.
What is it that's wrong with me?
It's all right.
Everything's going to be all right.
I promise.
Everything's going to be all right.
Better get back
to the missus, man.
Yeah, man.
I got no problem with that.
No?
No.
I think she fucking loves me.
How bad can it be?
We did it, Alo.
We got there.
We lost our virginities...
fell in love...
and actually had
a pretty damn good time.
That we did.
That we did.
Breakfast?
Here's to our last night of freedom.
Here we are again...
sitting on a rank floor,
danced out,
with blisters on our feet.
I thought you were only supposed to
stay for one hour at this party?
I never do what I'm told.
Some things never change.
I'm fucking terrified.
It's fine, I'm terrified too.
But I'm not going anywhere.
I'm like shit on your stiletto.
Ah, ya bastard!
Fuck.
Fucking hell.
Yo, Creevey, Minnie needs you, mate.
OK. Go.
I'll come and see you soon, yeah?
Cool.
Oh, and this...
It's OK.
No, I stole it. I'm sorry.
Will you come with me?
Now.
Why...?
I said something to you
that wasn't true.
About Mum.
She was never cremated
when it happened.
That's not what I did.
I didn't want you to have her.
That's OK, Clara.
I could take you to where
I put her.
Where she ended up.
Do you want to come?
Dad?
Anything, Franky.
You know that.
Bye.