Solitary Page #5

without Mom to talk to.

But at least

we've still got Dad.

Sure this

isn't a bother?

Of course not.

I don't want to

mess things up

with your girlfriend.

We're not together anymore.

What happened?

Wasn't meant to be

and all that.

Sorry.

You kept it.

It was a good day.

I didn't break up

with my girlfriend.

What?

There never was one.

I ain't been seeing anyone.

Then why did

you say you were?

Because I was angry.

- You had reason to be.

- I know.

You still angry?

( sighs )

I'm feeling a lot

of things right now.

Me, too.

Night, then.

Night.

Nora?

I'm glad you're here.

Me, too.

I'm sorry, Dad.

She didn't want to

be a nuisance.

Where's she staying?

With David,

but she'll come

and visit

as soon as she's

back on her feet.

Did you tell her

we got her room ready?

Come on,

she'll be over soon.

Dinner's almost ready.

Dad:

Slept out last night,

did you?

Young Nora:

I lost my key.

- Dad:
Where'd you stay?

- Young Nora:
At Lisa's.

Dad:

You're dressed

like a slut!

- Dad:
Come with me.

- Young Nora:

Where are we going?

Dad:

Never you mind.

Let's get a move on!

- Aah! Stop it!

- Whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa! Nora!

Nora, it's me.

It's me.

It's David. Shh, shh.

It's me. It's me.

Sorry.

I had a bad dream.

Okay, but you're safe now.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

Your Dad's been ringing.

Yeah?

Do you want me

to take you over?

Not yet.

He still loves you,

you know,

no matter

what's happened.

What if I don't love him?

Come on.

Nora, he can be

a pain in the ass,

but he's still your dad.

( no audible dialogue )

You sure you don't want me

to come with you?

I've got to do this

on my own.

You call me

if you need me.

I'll be waiting

right here.

Thank you.

Hello.

You must be Nora.

- Yeah.

- Come on in.

Dad's been expecting you.

Actually,

I was wondering

if I could see him

on my own for a bit.

Yes, of course you can.

- I'll get my coat.

- I won't be very long.

I've got

some errands to run.

You take your time.

Dad:

Nora? That you?

It's good to see you, love.

It's good to see you, Dad.

Fancy a cuppa?

Betsy will make one.

No, I'm all right.

You've been well, then?

Better for seeing you.

Been worried about you.

I'm all right.

Heard you got

into some trouble,

some kind of fight.

I was defending myself.

Those bastards,

locking you up like that,

like some kind of animal.

I was in there

for a reason, Dad.

Lisa was an accident.

You didn't mean

to hurt anyone.

Sometimes we do things

we don't mean to

and other people

pay the price.

Well...

...you did your time.

I hope you can

let it go now.

When I was in solitary,

I had a lot

of time to think.

About?

Some things that happened

when I was a kid.

Best not to dig up

the past, Nora.

I thought about Mum dying,

how hard that must

have been for you,

how lonely.

Did you hear what I said?

I don't want to

talk about it.

But I do, Dad.

And if I don't,

then I don't think

I'm going to make it.

So was it lonely

when Mom died?

Of course it bloody was.

I was left on my own

to look after

two teenage girls.

You weren't

the easiest kid

to look after,

believe you me.

I missed my mom.

I acted out.

We all missed her.

I look the most like her,

though, don't I?

Shannon looks more like you.

Is that what you've

come round here for,

to torture me

about your mother?

Because if it is,

you can leave now.

This family's been

through enough as it is.

The strain of your accident

has nearly killed

your sister.

I'm sorry, Dad.

That's not

going to work anymore.

I've had enough

of this crap.

Where's Betty?

She's gone out.

It's just

the two of us now.

- Get out of my way.

- No, not this time.

Prison's done

something funny to you.

You need help.

I'm ringing Shannon.

You're not calling anyone.

Not until

I've said my piece.

How dare you?

I'm your father, Nora.

You've got no right

to speak to me like that!

And what right did you have,

you rotten bastard?

I was your daughter,

for God's sake.

Spent the rest of my life

trying to understand

what I'd done wrong.

All those years

I spent on the bottle

f***ing up my life.

And if you could've

just reached out,

just told me

why you'd done it--

Don't know what

you're talking about.

Oh, come, Dad, it's over.

Don't you get it?

All the lies,

all the f***ing bullshit.

It's over.

- Your sister--

- What about her?

She won't believe you.

No, she probably won't,

but that doesn't

mean to say

I won't do my best

to convince her.

Well, what good

will that do?

Look at me.

I'm an old man.

I've not got

many years left.

Don't take her

away from me.

Tell me why you did it.

Come on!

I didn't mean it to happen.

I just wanted

to teach you a lesson.

A lesson?

I didn't know

how to handle you,

wearing all those clothes

and coming in all hours.

I was thirteen.

I'd just lost my mum.

Please don't tell her, Nora.

I'm begging you.

I'll do anything you want.

Just tell me what to do.

Oh, Dad.

Nora?

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

( bell tolling )

I heard you were out.

Yeah.

Tommy, I'm sorr--

Oh, I know you are.

Don't ask me

to forgive you,

because I can't.

You understand?

Yeah, I do.

See you around.

- Hiya.

- Hey.

Thanks for coming.

You're out early.

Yeah, trying to take

things easier these days.

James and I

are going away

for the weekend.

Oh, that's great.

You guys deserve

some time alone together.

How are things with David?

Nice.

We're starting out

just friends.

Oh, yeah?

Where are you sleeping?

On the couch...

for now.

Yeah.

I heard you went

round to Dad's.

Yeah. We talked.

He seemed pretty upset

when I saw him.

He'll be all right.

He's got you, hasn't he?

And you've got me.

I love you.

I love you.

Back from the badlands

With the wind

and the silence

And the cold

winter nights

And nature's

hard violence

Been scraping the soil

For a handful of stones

Got an ache in my heart

Got in an ache

in my bones

Want a new tomorrow

Want a brand-new life

Want some quality time

With a house

And a car, and a wife

No time for excuses

No time to cry

Excuses are useless

Too late for lies

But I love you, baby

This much is true

I'm dying inside

If our love is through

A new tomorrow

Life could be sweet

We should be living

On quality street

We could be living

On quality street

I'd hate you to think

I'd hurt you at all

When all this time

I've been on...

( song fades )

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