Did you see anyone outside? Like who?
I don't know, anybody dodgy-looking? No-one we could see.
Oh, love, you look cream crackered! Have you had any sleep?
Er, yeah, a bit. I was packing most of the night.
I just want to get out of here
as soon as I've recorded my witness statement.
Si's having a kip now. I should probably wake him up soon.
You should probably grab a nap as well.
We can take the stuff you're leaving to ours.
Thanks. It's all there. I've left Nick's where it is.
Are you sure you're not gonna tell him what's going on?
Yeah. The less people who know, the better.
He's not just people, though, is he?
Yeah, he is. He's moved on. He's got a son to think about.
I'm not going to scupper that. Lee...
Soon as I've gone, tell him he can have the flat back.
Hey, love. Hello.
I brought you a good luck breakfast,
cos I can't be at your appointment today.
Aw, it's very kind of you, love,
but I've just had my porridge, courtesy of Chef Amy.
Oh. And moaned every mouthful, I bet.
Has she ever cooked you anything? Mm.
It tasted like prison slop. It's horrible.
Mm. I'm really sorry I can't be there with you today.
Nah, nah, it's fine. What you're doing is just as important.
And I don't think the consultant's gonna have anything new to tell me.
Anyway, Daniel'll look after me.
Yeah, well, he better had. He will.
So, I'm officially handing in my notice today.
PHONE CHIMES Oh.
How do you think they're gonna take it?
I don't know about Nick, but Sarah already knows.
She's probably doing somersaults of joy.
What's wrong?
Hi.
You all right, mate? Yeah. You all right, Dev?
Yeah, I'm all right. I'm all right.
If you've come to check up on me, I'm hanging in there, man.
They released me late last night. Who released you?
Well, the police. Why did the police have you?
You haven't heard? No, I haven't heard.
Oh!
You know those guys I employed to do the deliveries for the chippy?
They were using it as a front for drug running.
Yeah, they detained me under suspicion of being Mr Big.
They were hauling me in, dragging me in.
Whoa, that's crazy! It's insane.
Simon, into it up to his neck.
Right? And they've arrested him for dealing, apparently.
Is this true? Did you know about this?
Sort of. Lawyer speak for absolutely.
I can't talk about it. Confidentiality and all that.
Which means he's his client. Which means it's true.
What was Simon doing, dealing?
What's Leanne said about it?
It's complicated. You don't know the whole story. No-one does.
Right, has this got anything to do with that fella
who's been hanging around? You know, her new bloke?
Well, he's not her new bloke. That's all I can say.
I knew she wouldn't have found someone so soon. Who is he?
I've already said too much,
but you should really speak to Leanne yourself.
Sooner rather than later.
So, which one of you is going to explain to me
why I'm getting texts from our Tracy telling me
that my son has been arrested for dealing drugs?
So is it true?
You idiot!
Yeah, all right, he's been a bit of an idiot,
but it's all taken care of.
Oh, well, that's all right, then, Leanne.
That's fine if it's taken care of (!) I'll just go home, shall I?
So come on, tell me, have you been charged?
No. No, he's not. Not yet. But the police are investigating.
What's this?
Please tell me you're not thinking about going on the run. Please.
Oh, Peter, please don't blow this out of proportion.
We're just going away for the last of the Easter holidays.
We're gonna be staying in the country
and the police know that we're going.
Listen to yourself, Leanne.
He's just been arrested for drug dealing
and you're gonna reward him with a holiday?
Do you want some pocket money for ice cream?
No, look, it's not a reward, I was just trying to get him
away from the rumour mill being in full swing.
Oh, right. Teaching him to run away rather than stay
and face the consequences of his actions.
That's... That's brilliant parenting.
Oh, shut up.
Who do you think you're talking to? All right, shut up!
What do you know about parenting? Where have you been?
How could I do anything
when I didn't have a clue what was happening?
You should have told me. Peter, I came round to ask for help,
but Carla was playing guard dog
and she said that you were too ill to cope with it.
She told me it was because he was falling behind on his college work.
Well, then she's lied an' all, hasn't she?
Do you know what? Just go, you're not helping anything here. Just go!
HE SIGHS
All set for the Rhoda Jones funeral?
Yeah, I came in to do final arrangements...
..and found that they'd already been done.
Ey, good lad.
Looks like there's hope for you yet. It was no trouble.
Any excuse to get out of the house, to be honest.
Bit full round there, is it?
No, it's not too bad now that Sean's moved out. It's my mum.
Oh, aye? Is she OK? Yeah.
She just won't stop banging on about you.
About me?
What does she say?
Oh, I do hope I've not somehow upset her.
Course not. She said you were "classy and dignified".
Get away with you!
I swear. Those were her exact words. "Classy and dignified".
I think she's taken a shine to you. No. It'll be the suit, that's all.
Classy and dignified.
PETER: So, did Leanne tell you the names of any of these gang leaders?
No, love. I only know... Jacob's the one I had words with,
and he's just a dogsbody, just like Si is. Why?
Because I'm gonna wring their necks, that's why.
No, you're not, OK? You need to calm down.
You can't go to your appointment all het up like this.
Daniel's right.
I shouldn't have said that to Leanne.
She's had enough on her plate. I should have stepped up.
It's not like you were in a position to help.
Yeah. Exactly. So I've let my son down again.
He kept asking me, "Dad, will you hang out?"
And I kept making excuses. You didn't know.
That's my fault, sorry.
I know why you did it. It's OK.
I was just trying to protect you.
I know, love, but when it comes to Si, please, I want to know.
He comes before everything else.
Why don't you focus on your appointment for now,
then you can talk to Si when he gets back, when you've both calmed down?
Yeah, OK, that's a good idea.
Lee's gonna take him on holiday, so I'll ring him before he goes.
Right. I should get ready.
You seem upbeat considering that rebuke.
Did you see that?
He was strong then, and determined,
talking about the future - HIS future.
I'm not being funny, but I've not seen that in a while, have you?
No. I suppose not.
That gives me hope.
He's getting better.
Hello, Cathy. Hiya, Roy.
I take it things haven't improved with regard unwanted attention.
No. We're still getting awful messages, the odd prank phone call.
But worse than that, Nessa's just been on the phone.
She's absolutely furious with me,
and she's insisting that Alex goes and stays with her in Scotland.
That may not be a bad idea. Yeah, I know that.
But you try telling him that.
He does not want to leave his home, his friends, his job.
Well, please assure Alex that his position here will remain open
until he returns. Thanks, Roy.
It's one less thing to worry about, I suppose.
Why are you so happy?
Me? I'm not.
You keep smiling. I don't.
I'm squinting. I think, actually, I need glasses, you know?
Who are you trying to call, anyway? Leanne.
I suppose you've heard about Simon and this drugs gang?
Yeah.
I don't get how he got himself into so much trouble.
Really? It's a Barlow talent, I'm afraid.
Still, he's not had an easy time of it lately, has he?
No.
But you know, this trip with Leanne
will probably do them both the world of good, won't it?
What, they're going away? Oh, Nick, before I forget,
since you're back here full time,
you won't be needing me any more, will you?
Won't I? No.
I had a word with Sarah yesterday and it's pretty clear to me
that I should really leave you both to it.
OK. OK.
So when can I do the handover session, then?
Carla, can we just do this some other time?
Sure.
I thought you weren't working today? Oh, no, I'm not.
I just needed to grab something from my locker.
I've been trying to get hold of Leanne. She's not at the flat.
Her and Simon won't answer their phones.
Imran's taken her to the police station.
What for? To give a statement.
To say what?
What is she going to say that Simon hasn't already?
Toyah, what's going on?
DANIEL: Is that hurting? Eh?
Where they did your blood tests? Oh, no. No. Not hurting.
Why do you keep messing with it?
I'm just wondering if I took the plaster off it
if it'd start bleeding or not, you know?
Probably best to just leave it if you're not sure.
Yeah, yeah, you're right.
Are you nervous? About the appointment? No.
I'm fine. I've not had the DTs for a couple of weeks,
and I feel fine, so that's gotta be a good sign, right?
Indeed.
Yeah, I am nervous.
Especially with what happened this morning with Si.
I really messed up there, didn't I?
I know it was a shock, but look at it this way -
you've got even more reason to stay healthy now.
Yeah, you're right.
When he gets back from holiday, I'll be able to support him
in a way that I should have been doing before.
PHONE CHIMES Exactly.
Text from Dad, just wishing me luck, you know.
I'm surprised that he's gone to Southampton
with everything that's going on.
He didn't want to. I made him go. Who's he staying with?
Ah, it's this old chap, some old teaching colleague.
You know, I mean, I don't think he's going to be around for much longer.
Mr Barlow, please. Yeah.
Look, I hope you don't mind, but I think I'll go in on my own.
Sorry. It's just that I think if it's bad news,
then I'll be able to deal with it better if it's just me.
I get you. You go in. I'll wait here.
Good luck.
How long have you got for lunch? About half an hour.
Ham and cheese quiche and salad? Er, yeah, that'd be lovely.
Thanks, Eileen. I knew it.
You're only back with me for my mum's cooking.
Busted. How was work?
Yeah, much better today. I saw George at Mrs Jones's funeral.
He said what a wonderful help you've been in organising it. Oh!
Did he let you do more than plate up the biscuits?
Yeah. He's actually more shrewd than I thought.
Only questionable thing he's done is sing your praises.
What are you talking about?
He obviously still holds a torch for you.
He doesn't offer tours to just anyone, you know.
Daft apeth!
What are you up to?
Playing matchmaker. They obviously like each other.
And you're doing this out of care and kindness, are you?
No, don't be ridiculous.
That undertakers could be a gold mine,
but George is too set in his ways to see it.
So if he's distracted by Eileen...
I can get a bit more hands-on with the business.
So you are basically pimping out your mum, then.
No! Look, they're already circling each other,
I'm just giving them a little nudge.
And hey, if they get married, it'd be a proper little family business.
You are playing with fire, Grimshaw.
Hey, er... What's going on?
I mean, new locks. Chains.
Yeah. What are you doing here?
So it's true, then? You're leaving? Yeah.
I can't believe you weren't even going to say goodbye.
Si, will you just give us five minutes?
Yeah. Course.
Toyah shouldn't have told you.
Yeah. You know she meant well. I'm glad she did.
She's put you at risk.
I don't care. At least I know the truth.
I don't understand why you keep pushing me away.
Because I was trying to protect you.
But I nearly lost you. I nearly lost you yesterday.
Are you OK? No. Sorry.
It's all right. It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.
It's all right, you don't need to apologise.
You've been holding all this in, haven't you?
Dealing with it on your own.
Yeah. You must have been scared.
Yeah, I was terrified yesterday.
I just... I couldn't lose Si. Not after Oliver.
It's my fault. I should have been there for you, there for you both.
If I hadn't moved in with Sam, none of this would have happened.
No, no, it's not your fault. You were protecting your son.
Nobody would judge you for that. It's just...
I'm just... I'm sorry, OK?
I'm sorry for pushing you away
and making you think that I don't love you when I do.
Oh, Leanne.
I love you.
I love you and I always will.
We'll get through this.
Me, you and Si.
No. It's too late.
STAMPS HIS FOOT
STAMPS RHYTMICALLY
What are you doing? Er, nothing.
What are they?
Er, these are my new cycling shoes which go with my clip-in pedals.
They're what the professionals wear.
But I can't get them to un-clip all the time.
Right, so? What happens if you don't unclip 'em?
Well, I go, you know, pfft. Yikes. Yes.
What have you been up to, then?
Just went to lunch at the cafe. Saw Cathy.
You didn't say anything, did you? No, course not.
She was just telling Roy that she's sending Alex
up to live in Scotland with his mum. Oh, right?
Apparently he doesn't want to go, but Nessa's insisting on it.
And looking at the stuff what he's being sent, I'm not surprised.
That's... Yeah. I know. People are sick.
Er... Where are you planning on going?
Well, I'm not telling anyone, for everyone's safety.
Not even our Toyah. I could come with you.
Nick, you can't.
You've got Sam, and your family, the factory...
It's only until the trial's over, though, isn't it?
Longer? I don't know.
Just till I know that Si's safe.
Yeah, but you can't know that for sure, can you?
I know. So it's best that this is goodbye.
I can't make you choose between me and your son.
OK.
Look after yourself, then.
I will.
And come home as soon as you can. Don't wait for me.
Oh, come on.
HE CHUCKLES
Come on.
There's no-one else for me but you.
Don't put your life on hold
hoping for something that might never happen.
OK. OK.
We should probably get going.
Yeah.
SHE SOBS
I mean, I know I'm not 100% yet,
but I mean, I can really feel the difference.
I'm glad you're feeling better. Yeah. But...?
I'm afraid your recent blood tests indicate your liver hasn't improved
in the way we'd hoped.
No, no, that can't be right. The tests are pretty conclusive.
But I haven't touched a drop of alcohol in ages, honestly.
Unfortunately, abstinence doesn't always reverse the effects in time,
as we've discussed previously.
OK. So-So what does this mean?
It's very doubtful your liver will get better on its own.
OK.
So, what happens now?
We'll refer you to the specialist unit, where you'll be assessed.
Sorry. Assessed for what?
A liver transplant.
KNOCKING Afternoon.
Yes, afternoon, Rowan! You're three hours late!
I'm so sorry. I couldn't get away.
I've got your order, though, you'll be pleased to hear.
Go on, then. Let's have a look.
All right? Shut it. What?
Sorry, Nick about?
No.
Um, I mean... Well, he went off about an hour ago.
Oh.
All right, pal. What's in the case?
TOGETHER: Samples. Cheese.
Cheese?
Samples, of course. Because I'm here at the knicker factory
and therefore would be bringing material samples or some such like.
But also, cheese... sandwiches. Which are for me to eat.
So if you open the case,
does it emit, like, a blinding light from Pulp Fiction?
No! CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY
I'll tell Nick you called by.
Yeah. I'll see you... Royale with cheese.
Cheese? Yes, I'm sorry, I panicked.
I'm a jeweller, I don't usually have to be so cloak and dagger.
Come on, let's have a look. All right.
18 carat white gold,
traditional court style with the engravings you requested.
Perfect. Thank you. Absolute pleasure.
When's the big day?
Next week. Wow, not long to go, then. You must be excited.
Yeah, I can't wait.
We've had a tough few years, you know,
so it's time to wipe the slate clean and look to the future.
So, when am I likely to get an appointment
at the transplant centre?
I'm trying to get you in to see them in the next couple of days,
but there's no guarantee.
And then when would I have the transplant?
I have to be clear here - even if you're put on the transplant list,
there's no guarantee of a liver.
Sorry... What do you mean, "if"?
The assessment you'll undergo at the clinic
will determine a couple of factors.
Firstly, if you're well enough to receive a transplant.
The fact you're feeling healthy at the moment is a good sign.
And the second factor?
Whether or not you'll look after a new liver,
if you receive a transplant. I will. I promise I will.
I wouldn't refer you if I didn't believe that.
But then, what if I can't convince them
that I'm not gonna drink a new liver to pieces?
That's something you can discuss with the specialists at the centre.
OK, thanks.
Well, it doesn't take a lot of working out, does it?
So, no transplant...
..that's it, it's game over.
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