Down Terrace Page #9

I know that Eric

is dead.

And I know that you,

Eric and Garvey

- have been talking to the police.

- What?!

- Where'd all this come from?

- Berman told me.

- Death-bed confession, was it?

- As it turns out.

He was addled

with morphine.

F***ing hell, he was

chatting his bollocks

to anyone who came

into the room.

- Was he?

- Yes.

- Was he?

- Yes!

Look, you can just tell it

to me straight, Dad.

Just f***ing

be honest with me

for just--

for just a minute.

Just one minute.

Just f***ing tell me

what's going on in there.

Oh, you can't

f***ing do it, can you?

You f***ing coward!

This is disappointing.

Take no notice of him.

He just says the first thing

that comes into his head.

How can you stand him?

He's a f***ing nightmare.

- No, he's not a nightmare actually.

- He is a f***ing nightmare.

- Karl, calm down.

- Mom, just f***ing leave me alone, all right?

It's not him, Karl.

It's you.

I mean, why don't you

just get a blood test?

And then if the baby's yours,

it could come and live here.

It'll be-- it'll work out.

It'll be fine.

What about Valda?

Oh, Valda, darling--

she'll be like all the rest.

- She'll leave you.

- What are you talking about?

Oh God.

When you was little,

right?

When you was born,

it was very different

then, Karl.

And they...

you know, they couldn't help babies

out like they do now.

And there was

something wrong--

something went wrong.

I don't know.

The incubator-- oh, God knows

what went on really.

I'm sure that's why-- all this business

about Eric--

( weeping )

Please stop. No, please stop.

All this business about Eric--

and you know your dad--

we had nothing

to do with that.

You all are fakes.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't wanna tell you.

Come here, darling.

Come here.

Come...

I'll tell you what.

I'll get you your pills, eh?

You need

a nice lie-down.

Maggie:

Tell me why

The stars do shine

Tell me why

The ivy twines

Tell me why

The ocean's blue

And I will tell you

Just why I love you

Because God made

The stars to shine

Because God made

The ivy twine

Because God made

The ocean blue...

( crying )

Because God made you

That's why I love you.

Sorry, Mom.

Oh, don't you remember

A long time ago?

Those two little babies

Their names I don't know

They strayed away

One bright summer's day

Those two little babies

Got lost on their way

Pretty babes in the wood

Pretty babes in the wood

Oh, don't you remember

Those babes in the wood?

- You expecting someone?

- Yeah. It's Valda, Mom.

- I thought we were going into town?

- Yeah, I know.

I thought maybe you could

go with her instead.

Why?

- Just talk to her a little bit.

- What about?

Well, she's just

freaking out, Mom.

What, about the baby?

Yeah. Maybe you could

just settle her down a bit?

- I'm not a counselor, Karl.

- Mom, please, Mom.

Fine.

Maggie:

How are you feeling?

Valda:

Feeling pretty good, actually.

Yeah, not for long.

( chuckles )

- Valda:
What do you mean?

- Oh, getting it out.

Boy, the pain.

You want someone to shoot you.

It's the great

conspiracy of women--

no one ever tells you.

I didn't speak

to my mother for days.

Karl weighed

9lbs 10oz.

There's the car.

Nice bit of fresh air

anyway.

Can you grab my cardie

out of the boot, please, Maggie?

Yeah.

Oh, what's all this plastic?

- Do you know where your mother is?

- She's gone out.

Yeah? Gone where?

She's gone out with Valda.

- They're up on the downs.

- Oh.

I wonder if we're still

having sausages tonight then.

I don't know.

You all right, Karl?

Got a bit of a problem, Dad.

That sounds ominous.

It's like that, is it?

It's for the best...

for everyone.

Look, why don't you just have a cup of tea

with me and talk about it, Karl?

No, that's all right.

You have one.

Do you love me?

I love you.

I can't talk to you anymore.

You just confuse me.

What's your mother

going to say?

Karl:

She's gone already.

- Bill:
What's happened?

- Dad, just sit down.

- Just sit down.

- Karl, where's Maggie?

- Karl, where is Maggie?

- Just sit down, Dad.

( weeping )

( wailing )

( door opens, closes )

- Valda:
Hello?

- We're in the breakfast room.

- Well, there he is.

- Yeah.

How did it go?

He was all right

with it, actually.

He was f***ing

shattered, wasn't he?

He was knackered.

( folk music playing )

Where is now

my father's family

That was here

so long ago?

Sitting round

the kitchen fireside

Brightened by

the ruddy glow

But we shall all

be reunited

In that land

beyond the skies

Where there'll be

no separation

No more marching,

no more sighs

Some have gone

to lands far distant

And with others

made their home

Some upon

the world of waters

All their lives

have chose to roam

We shall all

be reunited

In that land

beyond the skies...

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