It's a baby! I found a baby in the toilet!
Why did you let her jump on the bed? She's three.
The Council are revoking your child-minding licence.
I don't know why you're making out it's my fault.
- Surprise! - Molly!
Wow, what are you doing here?
He came into my bathroom
and said some really inappropriate things.
You could have your job back at Best Endeavour.
- Having second thoughts, love? - I don't know.
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Shit!
- You frightened me to death. - It keeps ringing.
- I thought it might be Shelly. - Oh. Cheers, love.
Oh, my God. Three missed calls from Micky.
What's he ringing you for? I thought it was all over.
No. We're gonna try again. He's coming home soon.
Oh, shit, no.
Oh, no, he can't. Not today.
- What? What's the matter? - I'm not ready. No. Erm...
- I'm gonna have to go. - Maxine?
What about the guest bathroom and the kitchen?
No, I'm sorry, love. I've got things to do.
Oh, we might be bringing the baby home tonight.
I've got things to sort out. See you later at the hospital.
Changing mat. Nappies.
You can't just leave the house any more.
- Food. - When you have a baby,
it's a military operation.
- Teething biscuits. - The twins' birthday today.
I can't believe it's a year since she had them.
Then it'll be Emily in a month's time.
It only seems like yesterday they were all born,
but then I can't imagine my life without her.
Snuggle Bear? Where the hell is Snuggle Bear?
- What did I do before? - Before what?
Nothing, I'm just...
Just writing your blog, are you?
- I could do with a hand. - Nearly finished.
- Do we need to take this potty? - Yeah. We've made a start.
She hasn't done anything in it.
No, but we've introduced it, we're getting her used to it.
If we sit her on it every time we change her...
OK, OK, the potty's in. Phew! Gonna need a trailer soon.
Yes, we will.
Right. Erm...
- Nappies? - Four each.
It's rubbish. It doesn't even do anything.
It's for a baby. It's Zack's present.
- Clothes? - One each and two bibs.
Mum... erm, I'm sorry for letting Mia play on the bed.
It's not your fault, Ellie.
What's gonna happen? Will we have to go and live with Nanna?
I don't know, darling, but you don't have to worry about it.
OK. They're both ready. Let's go while they're still clean.
Do you think we need the buggy?
Yeah, we could do, in case they fall asleep. Put it in the car.
- All right. OK. Come on. - Come on, kids.
OK.
I don't understand what job this is.
Well, it's sort of what I used to do before.
Right.
But what company?
I thought you told me the interviews didn't go well.
It's not... It's not a job that I interviewed for.
- They just offered you it? - Well, that's the thing, Si.
I didn't interview for it, because it's my old...
There we are, all ready for his first party.
Doesn't he look smart, Mummy?
Yeah. It's a really lovely outfit, Emma. Thank you.
Right. Gotta go. They've got a baby coming in the afternoon.
They're gonna want me out of the way.
If you're taking the car, how do we get to the party?
The car's got my stuff in it.
I can take you. In fact, I can stay with you, if you like.
Great idea, Mum. Thanks.
Right. Gotta go.
- Si. Si. - Yeah?
What about this job?
It's up to you. If that's what you want, I think it's great.
I know we're gonna have to play it out round about the 12th.
Listen, guys, I'm going to have a shower. I'll see you later.
I'll catch you up in a bit. I've just seen a mate of mine.
Hey. You're not working today?
Day off.
Congratulations on the captaincy.
Thank you.
It's going to be a year of dinners and speeches.
Certainly is. I caught the end of your speech the other night.
I was in the bar. I bumped into my ex.
Or should I say our ex?
Excuse me.
It's... er...
It's amazing how that's turned out.
She's with my son, Simon. They've...
So I gather they're living with you?
Yeah, it's only temporary while you guys sort out your finances.
- But she seems happy enough. - Oh, she's not happy, Jonathan.
She's not happy, at all.
She's pissed off with you coming on to her.
What?
That's what she told you?
OK. Erm... Well, she's flattering herself.
As if I would do anything like that in my own home.
She's with my son. She's the mother of my grandchild.
It's complicated enough, as it is.
I already feel like I'm treading on eggshells whenever I see her.
Well, you would. I mean, it would only take a word
to your son or to Emma and your marriage would be over.
Oh, now that feels a little bit like déjà vu.
It was over more than 20 years ago.
- And I was in love with her. - Sure.
And that's the reason you forgot to tell her
you had a wife and a son.
You were a player, Jonathan. Always was, always will be.
Now she'll be out of the house as of next week,
but, in the meantime, if you go near her
or make her feel uncomfortable, I will kill you.
Well...
I'm shaking in my shoes.
He's coming along nicely, in't he?
Yeah, I can't believe how much he's grown.
- He's completely changed. - They do at that age.
Go in. I'm sure they'll let you say goodbye to him.
- Where's he going? - They're his foster parents.
- Taking him home tomorrow. - Really?
Yeah, a lovely couple. They've been trying
for one of their own, had IVF, but it didn't work.
What about his mother? Didn't they ever find her?
No, it's a shame. Sometimes, they turn up, but not this time.
He's a really lovely little baby.
He's a lovely little boy.
Some beautiful stuff for girls.
But there's hardly anything for boys. All the stuff that's nice
it's all got footballs on the front of it.
I don't want footballs.
This is my absolute favourite, though.
He's never gonna get to wear all that lot.
Of course he will. They get through loads of clothes,
cos they puke and poo all the time.
Oh, look at his little face.
I'm sure he smiled at me just then.
It's wind.
So, where's Nathan?
He's got this artist bloke coming round this afternoon.
He wants to show him where he wants some picture hanging.
Then he'll be here to pick up Sebastian.
Seb or Sebbie.
Sebastian sounds stuck-up.
I don't know if they'll let him home.
I've been expressing my milk for him.
Well, we could take that with us
and we've got loads of formula at home.
Just hope he likes it.
Well, he'll have to get used to it.
There's no point him being here. There's nothing wrong with him.
It's just you, you've got high blood pressure.
No-one gives a toss about me any more.
That's not true, Shelly.
When do I get paid t'rest of my money?
Oh, my God, I had to wait half an hour for a bus. How is he?
Got another three outfits.
You might like to know my blood pressure's still high.
Right.
I thought you were back this afternoon.
Sorry. I had to leave your cleaning.
Micky's on his way home.
- My dad's coming home today? - Yeah.
He'll be flying into Schiphol Airport now.
I've got things to sort out.
I can't believe he's coming home after all this time.
13 months and two days.
Anyway, I need to have a private word with my daughter. That OK?
I'll just take him for a little walk, up and down the corridor.
You've already taken him for a walk.
Why don't you just go home and come back later with Nathan?
I think she just needs a little bit of space. You know?
You don't think she's changing her mind, do you?
No, no, no, you're just crowding her, being here all the time.
You're putting too much pressure on her.
Well, you know best. You're her mum.
Bye-bye, my beautiful little boy.
I'll be back soon to pick you up
with your other daddy, won't I, to take you home.
Well, I'll, er... I'll see you later, Shelly.
See you.
God, he's doing my bloody head in.
He's bought him all this stuff. He made me put that one on him.
And it's bloody horrible. He's mental.
Are you having second thoughts, love?
About what?
About giving him away.
About Nathan and Andrew bringing him up.
No. I need t'money, Mam.
And that thing you said about all these feelings
just whooshing over me, well, it didn't happen.
Well, I don't understand that. It happened with all of mine.
I wanna get my beauty bar going and pay my loans off.
And I wanna go out with my mates and feel normal again.
I don't wanna be stuck in with a baby, I'd go off my head.
I'm too young and, anyway,
even if I did want him,
I could never give him the life that Nathan and Andrew can.
- The thing is, Shelly... - What?
You know the baby that were abandoned?
I knew this were coming. You wanna adopt him, don't you?
No, no, I can't.
Your dad's coming home and we want to make a clean start.
No, but the thing is...
What? What are you trying to say, Mam? Spit it out.
Listen... You know when I went to Ibiza with Liz and Jan?
Yeah.
- Well, I went a bit crazy. - You don't say.
And I think I must...
I think I must have got pregnant.
- Pregnant! - Yes.
But that... that were ages ago.
Did you have an abortion or summat?
No.
No, love.
I didn't know I were pregnant.
I thought I'd gone into an early menopause...
until I had him...
in the hospital toilet.
Sorry, I don't know what...
- Oh, my God! - Sssh!
- No way, Mam. - Sssh, sssh, sssh.
Little Louie's your baby?
That's completely mental. Oh, my God.
- Who have you told? - Nobody.
Just you. I didn't know what to do, I just panicked, you know.
I knew your dad were coming home in a couple of weeks.
I didn't know how to explain it to him.
So whose baby is it?
I don't know.
I feel awful, but the truth is...
I lost count. I just flipped after your dad left.
You know? He is the only man I have ever loved and I just...
Well, I just freaked out, you know.
You know what I was like, after he left.
- Just wasn't thinking straight. - I just...
can't believe you didn't know and you had him in t'toilet.
I had those pains all night. Do you remember?
I'd taken those laxatives and I thought I had griping pains.
Then my waters broke when I sat on the toilet.
I felt summat, I thought I'd had a prolapse - it were his head.
Oh, my God, that's totally gross.
Well, it's the truth.
You need to tell someone, Mam.
Well, I can't, otherwise your dad'll find out.
But you need someone to have a look at you,
make sure everything's all right down below.
Your fanny and everything.
No. Listen, Shell...
What I need...
is for us to swap babies.
What?
Yeah.
Some couple are gonna foster little Louie
and I'll never see him again.
But if we swap 'em, then Nathan and Andrew will take him home
and I'll see him three times a week when I'm cleaning.
You can't do that.
What'll happen to Sebbie?
Well, he'll go to this lovely couple -
this lovely couple - and he'll have a lovely home.
And you'll still get your money
and your dad will be none the wiser.
But...
But Se...
But Sebbie's my... baby.
Yeah, but you're gonna give him to the lads, anyway.
So, what's the difference?
Having the painting here, the light will be directly on it.
That's why I want it so bright, a statement piece.
Right. It will fade in time. It won't be as vibrant.
I'll be bored with it by then.
To be honest, we're not planning on stopping here forever.
Right. I thought you moved in a couple of years ago.
We did, but...
things have changed, now we've got a baby to think about.
We're gonna need a play room, a garden...
What are you doing back? I thought I was meeting you.
I had to come home, I was so upset.
- I can't handle her. - OK.
I'll be with you in a minute.
Erm... If you just wanna measure up
and I will take a proper look at the sketches.
OK?
What is it?
I know she's gonna change her mind.
She can't, Andrew, we've already paid her three grand
and we've got a verbal contract.
Oh, that means nothing, Nathan.
It's not gonna stand up in a court of law.
We can't force her.
OK. Calm down. Why do you think she's gonna back out?
She's his natural mother. They're gonna take her side.
At least one of us is.
Look, she needs the money, Andrew.
And she's not gonna get the balance
until she hands Sebastian over.
That's another thing. She keeps calling him Sebbie. I hate that.
Does... Does it matter what she calls him?
Just bite your tongue until we've got him.
I suppose I shouldn't have gone to the hospital on my own.
No.
Probably not.
I just wanted to see him again.
I know.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
Good.
Deep breath. Deep breath.
And we'll go down there, this afternoon. OK? All smiles.
Are you ready?
Are you ready for the big, bad shake? Come on!
The last words he said to me were "take the job".
Yeah, but he wouldn't be saying that
if he knew it was Ray that was offering you it.
The thing is, it's the only job I've been offered.
I must have had six or seven interviews. As soon as they know
I've got an 11-month-old son, their eyes just glaze over.
- Don't tell them. - Yeah, I thought about that.
Then I thought, why should I lie?
Oh, God, you'd feel so compromised,
starting work with your ex-husband.
It'd be like me working with Susie.
I feel compromised, anyway, living with Si's parents.
It would get me out of the house.
Are they that bad? She seems... She seems quite nice.
Yeah, Emma is. It's the dad that's the problem.
Is he a bit of a lech?
It's complicated.
I'm waiting.
We used to work together, years ago,
before I was married to Ray.
We had a bit of a fling.
No way. You and Simon's dad?
Please don't look so shocked, Kim, it happens.
Of course, I didn't know Simon was his son
when he knocked on my door selling his paintings.
Oh, my God, Roanna.
Oh.
How long did you?
A couple of months, that's all.
And as soon as I found out he was married with a son,
I finished it. In fact, it was Ray that told me.
We used to handle their account. I left two weeks later.
Do you know what? I'm gonna have to go.
- Where to? - Well...
Er, I booked a facial,
before I remembered it was the twins' party.
Emma's gonna watch Sonny, so I'd better make sure she's OK.
You know, Diane, she can't do child-minding any more.
They took her licence off her.
Bloody hell, that's a bit steep.
- Yeah, it's not right. - She's gonna appeal, but...
We could all write in, if you want.
- Yeah. - Cheers, mate.
Well, it's... She sent an email saying she won't
leave them with me again and it was an emergency.
So, you know, we'll just have to wait and see.
We're back to square one, me looking for a job.
Your probation officer can help with that.
He hasn't yet.
He's probably waiting for you to settle back in.
Mr Camfield told me himself I was suspended,
pending the coroner's report.
He made it sound like he was doing me a favour.
"Under considerable stress."
It's only you that's stressing me out.
- What did he mean? - I dunno.
- But he knew about Chris... - What's that got to do with it?
It's ridiculous. They're short-staffed as it is.
- I feel like it's my fault. - No, it's not.
If anyone's to blame, it's Chris.
My mam's right, he should be here,
helping me, like he said he would.
If it weren't for you and her, I wouldn't be able to cope.
Yeah, but I'm not gonna be able to look after Ben any more.
It's a good job I've been suspended, then,
cos I don't know what I'd do.
You don't know what'll happen when they read your email.
- Probably chuck it in t'bin. - Summat will work out.
Yeah. I keep thinking that about me and Chris.
- When's he coming back? - I dunno.
The last I heard, he texted me, said he was in Singapore.
But... I thought he bought you a ring, wanted to look after you?
Oh, yeah, he did. He bought me a ring
and then he set off to find this woman that he married
for a green card, so that he could divorce her.
He flew to the south of France, cos someone said
she was working there.
He never came back.
They don't sell wine here, do they? I just fancy a glass.
No. No, just soft drinks.
Oh, Emily's transfixed.
I'll be getting the number off you for her party.
I know. I used to have Ellie and Sam's parties at home.
- But it's just too hard. - I'm sorry to hear about
you losing your child-minding licence.
It's all right. I've appealed, but I don't hold out much hope.
Sorry, Diane, I'm gonna have to shoot. It's lovely party.
Got an appointment, I can't get out of it.
Emma's gonna stay and look after Sonny.
- Is that's OK? - Yeah. It's fine.
- Thanks. Are you OK? - Fine.
But I felt fine before.
They think it's worked, so we'll just have to wait and see.
Still got two heartbeats, though.
We'll have to have a get-together soon.
I've got loads to tell you. I'll see you soon.
- See you. - See you.
- Now, she makes me bloody sick. - She makes you sick?
Try being pregnant for 18 months on the trot!
I've forgotten what my feet look like.
She looks amazing, I don't know how she does it.
A 28-year-old lover and loads of help?
Oh, yeah, that'd do it.
I'm just gonna pop to the toilet.
Are you, er... going to meet him?
Who?
Simon's dad.
God, no.
Where you off to, then?
You don't put perfume on to go for a facial.
It's not what you think.
Well, I don't know what to think.
You're not really in a position to judge, Kim.
Drive.
Where to? A hotel or the house?
Katie's staying over at a friend's.
Let's go home.
How is he doing?
Fine. He shouldn't really be in here now.
- But he's leaving us tomorrow. - I know.
I think he's hungry.
He keeps trying to put my finger in his mouth.
He's due his feed.
Do you want me to give him his bottle?
That would be great, I need to change Abby's IV.
Oh, bless him. He's soaking wet. Shall I change him first?
Thanks. There's some clothes out there by the changing mat.
Right.
Oh, come on, then.
Come on, my little baby lamb.
Yeah.
Let's get you into some nice dry clothes.
Yeah? And we'll get you some milk.
Yeah.
Are they nice people that are taking him, the foster parents?
They're lovely. He'll be well looked after.
Yeah.
Come on.
OK.
OK, sweetheart.
If we get found out, we'll get so done.
Who's gonna find out?
I can hardly tell the difference and I gave birth to him.
Come on, then.
- Hang on a minute. - What?
Ta-ra, little 'un.
Have a nice life.
I love you.
It's hard for me an' all, Shell. He's my first grandson.
Come on.
Well, go, if you're going.
Hello, little bro.
All clean.
If he's pooed, can you tick his chart?
Oh, yeah.
I tell you what,
he's really changed over the last couple of days.
As soon as they start feeding properly they change day to day.
I hope they treat him well.
Don't you worry, they'll be vetting them.
They don't just give anybody a brand-new baby.
Sit down. I'll grab you his bottle.
All right.
Happy birthday!
- Can I blow the candle out? - It's not your birthday.
Oh, God!
- What? - Nothing.
- Hi. - Got here in time for the cake.
You missed the jelly and ice cream, though.
I've gone off ice cream. I'm on to pickled gherkins now.
Right.
- Where's Ro? - She slipped off. I think...
she had a facial she couldn't get out of.
Right.
So your mum offered to watch Sonny.
She didn't mention anything.
Yeah, I think she thought she could cancel it, so...
Yeah, sometimes, if you don't give them enough notice,
you have to pay for it, anyway.
Right.
You've gone all red. What's going on?
- I can't tell you. - Kim?
Honestly, she made me promise.
Come on, sweetheart. Come on.
Come on.
What's the matter? He usually drinks his bottle straight off.
Maybe it's too cold.
He doesn't usually bother what it's like.
Come on.
Come on. Come on, sweetheart.
Hello, darling.
- So, Ro's gone for a facial? - Yeah, I think so.
But we've been having lots of fun and games.
And this place is absolutely brilliant.
It keeps all the mess
out of the house.
Oh.
I don't want you to make love to him any more.
It kills me when I think of you with him.
Ray, I can't promise you that.
- He's... - What?
- A better lover than me? - No.
Different.
Younger, more virile.
But not as experienced.
Oh, my God!
- Katie! - Shit.
Katie!
Katie, please don't walk out. Let me explain.
What the hell are you doing with Mum?
What do you think we're doing?
You're supposed to be staying at Issy's.
I came home to get my dress, cos we've decided to go out tonight.
I'm sorry if I interrupted you shagging!
Hey! Don't speak like that in front of us.
We're your parents. Have some respect.
Like you respect my feelings.
We've been together a long time.
We still have feelings for each other.
This should make you happy. I thought it's what you wanted.
Well, it's not.
It's just a shock. I didn't expect that and...
Well, I've just got used to you not being here
and being with Simon.
Now everything's gonna change again.
And what about me? Not concerned about what I want, Katie?
I've never got used to your mum not being here.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss her
and wish she was back here with us, with our family.
Listen, Katie, everything's not gonna change again.
And what if she comes back and then leaves us again?
That's not gonna happen, darling, it's not.
Listen, we didn't plan for this to happen.
Who knows about the future? But I promise you,
the last thing I want to do is to unsettle you again.
Every day, I wanted you to come home.
I used to look out of the window,
praying I'd see you walk down the street, but you didn't.
You didn't even call or text me for the first three days.
I didn't know where you'd gone.
- I'm so sorry. - No!
Oh.
How long does a facial take?
She might have met up with one of her friends.
- You tried her mobile again? - Left three messages.
The battery is probably run down.
She might have turned it off on purpose.
Who knows? She might have a secret rendezvous.
Oh, Jonathan, would you stop winding him up?
If she's done it once...
Well, I think that is a horrible thing to say.
She was in a very unhappy marriage.
How do you know? That's what she tells us, but have you met him?
- Yeah, he's a prick. - That's enough.
For heaven's sakes, what's the matter with you?
He knows I'm joking. Don't you?
Yeah. Of course I do.
I hope that's not all gin, Jonathan.
I think you've had quite enough to drink for tonight.
- Only just getting started. - I might head off.
- If that's all right, Mum? - Course, where are you going?
Molly invited us to the Sela Bar tonight.
She's leaving for Florence tomorrow.
She's only just come back home.
Well...
Don't worry about Sonny.
You know we'll look after Sonny and put him to bed.
- Of course we will. - Take no notice of your father.
I am sure that Roanna hasn't rung
because she thought you'd be working late.
Yeah, so did I. Listen, I'm gonna head off.
When Ro comes back, just tell her where I am.
No problem at all.
Are you going to be OK walking across the park?
Yeah, I'll be in the house in ten minutes.
The rest of your settlement went into the account this morning.
So you can buy a house.
You don't have to live under that bastard's roof any more.
Thank you.
I love you, Roanna.
Thank you.
You don't have to thank me. I just needed to tell you,
because I can't go on like this. It's too painful.
Every time you leave me, it's like my whole body...
aches for you.
I don't wanna be your lover,
seeing you whenever you can sneak out.
I wanna be with you properly.
I want us to live together again, be a family.
I'll do whatever it takes, I'll bring up Sonny as my own.
What are you saying, Ray?
I won't contact you again.
You've got the settlement now.
- You choose what you wanna do. - No, I can't choose.
Yes, you can.
You chose to leave me, to walk away from your family.
Now you have to choose whether you wanna come back or not.
Ring me, text me, anywhere, any time, I'll come and pick you up.
Why are you doing this?
- Why are you forcing it? - I can't do anything else.
You've had lovers before, Ray.
- I've never... - Yes, you have.
What about Sandra?
Not whilst we were together.
I swear on Katie and Kyle's life.
I never laid a finger on her or anyone until you left.
Is that true?
I've got no reason to lie.
Not now. I let you think...
I had to try and... make you jealous.
Make me jealous?
To prove that you still cared for me.
I love one woman.
Always have. Always will.
It's quite simple.
I need to be with you.
How can I leave you now?
You don't have to. We could just go home.
- I can't, Ray. - Please don't...
I can't do this, Ray.
Idiot!
Roanna!
I'm sorry.
- I can't do it, Ray. - I don't want to hurt you.
I'm so frightened of messing everything up again.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.
I just wanna be with you.
He don't look like him.
He does. They've both got t'same nose as you and me.
I don't know if we're gonna be able to pull this off, Mam.
Andrew never stopped looking at him. He'll know.
All right, sssh, Louie.
Come on, love. That's it.
Come on.
Sssh.
So the key is to keep everything professional.
This is a business transaction.
I'm gonna let you handle it all.
That's right. Don't gush over the baby in front of her.
- I'm not. - Plenty of time for that
once we get him home.
She can call him anything she wants.
Seb, Sebbie, Rumpelstiltskin, it doesn't matter.
Once she's cashed the cheque...
- Have you got it? - Of course I have.
In an envelope which I'm gonna hand to her very discreetly.
Then she's gonna come with us to register the birth
and, after that, we'll set some ground rules.
- OK? - Whatever you say, Nathan.
If we pull this off, it'll be a bloody miracle.
Why didn't you just fess up and tell my dad?
It was his fault for leaving you.
Cos I want us to have a fresh start.
I told him I'd been faithful. I hadn't looked at another man.
I don't want him thinking I'm a slag.
You're not.
Well, you are a bit.
Oh, thanks, love.
I suppose you just went off your head after he left.
Why didn't you go on t'pill or use summat?
Cos I'm barmy, that's why.
How do you think I had you and your brothers?
We didn't plan you, you just happened.
Oh, shit, they're here. They've brought more flowers.
We've brought you some gifts to say thank you.
Oh, that's lovely, but you didn't have to.
Oh, I know, but we wanted to.
Is Vicky around? We've bought her some chocolates,
because she was so supportive.
Oh, Vicky's been...
It's her day off, but you can leave them with me
and I'll make sure that she gets them.
Yeah.
He's a little bobby-dazzler. Enjoy every minute of him.
- Aw. - Bless.
- Thank you. - Aw, you're welcome.
- See you, lovelies. - See you.
Hello.
So sorry we're late. The traffic was really bad.
How are you, Shelly?
- All right. - Good, good.
You look fantastic now you're not carrying that bump around.
I'm sorry about racing off this morning.
Oh, don't worry, everything's a bit chaotic at the moment.
I thought I'd pop round tomorrow, if that's all right?
Don't worry. We've rung an agency.
Just for the next couple of weeks,
while, er... we all get back on track.
Well, you didn't have to do that.
No, I know, we just thought, with your husband coming home,
you might want to spend a bit of time with him.
Right.
- So where's the little fella? - He's in his crib!
- Aw! - Hello.
Hello, you've got both of your daddies here now.
We're going in the car, we're gonna take you home.
Do you know, I think... I think his face has changed a bit.
Yeah, they do at this age, yeah.
Yeah, yeah. That's his milky face. I've just fed him.
Oh, he's still gorgeous.
Look, that's that outfit
I got him this morning from Harvey Nicks.
I've packed all t'other ones in his bag.
Right. Right, Andrew, do you want to get him in his car seat?
Er, yeah. If that's all right?
And, Shelly, we will see you some time this week
to... to register his birth.
- Yeah? - Yeah, whatever.
There's a load of leaflets in one of them bags
about cot deaths and feeding and stuff like that
and a couple of numbers you might find useful.
Shall I just?
Oh, er, the community midwife will be visiting tomorrow.
I given her your number. I hope that's all right?
Yeah, of course.
I thought I might be there, but...
If you've rang an agency now...
So, er, is he ready?
I... I think so.
Right, well, er, we'd better be off, then.
Bye.
I thought maybe we could all, er, you know, walk down together
and say ta-ra at the car or something.
No. I think it's best that we do it here.
Shelly, I almost forgot...
Now it's more than we discussed, but I know how much you want
to get your beauty bar up and running again.
And it reflects what an amazing thing you've done for us.
No amount of money
can repay you for carrying and giving birth to our son.
We never thought we'd have a baby.
We thought about adopting, didn't we?
Yes. We did.
But it...
It didn't work out.
And I'm so glad,
because we've got Sebastian now.
And he... he really is ours and...
- Yeah. - I just think it's incredible
- what you've done. - Yes.
OK.
So, we'll be in touch, Shelly. You've got both our numbers.
If you want to ring or text us, just feel free.
Right.
- Yes? - Yeah.
Can I just... Can I just say goodbye to him properly?
Mm.
Bye-bye, my little darling.
I love you.
Ohh.
Bye.
- No, no, you can't take him! - Mam, don't!
- He's not yours! - Oh, God!
You can't take him!
Well... Listen, I know this is upsetting for you, but...
- What's the matter? - No, no, he's not your baby.
You don't understand, you've got the wrong baby!
Oh, come on, love, I know it's your grandchild,
but it's what Shelly wanted.
No, it's not Sebastian.
He's my baby!
I had him in the toilet.
I didn't know I was pregnant and I pretended he was abandoned.
That's it now, you've blown everything.
I don't understand.
I can't do it, Shelly. I thought I could do it, but I can't.
His name's Louie.
They called him that.
I'm all right with it. I think it suits him.
So you're saying that this is not Sebastian?
Yeah.
It's not the baby that Shelly gave birth to?
Yeah.
Oh, my Lord!
I knew it! I knew something like this was gonna happen.
Where's Sebastian?
He's in neonatal.
I swapped them.
- Where's neonatal? - It's down there.
He's in Louie's crib.
What were you thinking?
What a bloody mess!
I'm sorry, I just couldn't let them take him. I'm so sorry.
Hi.
Where's Simon?
Out with Molly and a few of their art-school friends.
You're invited, but you might feel a bit...
Old?
Well, I was gonna say,
"out of your depth, artistically".
Your son's in bed. Emma's reading him a story.
Great.
- Good facial? - Sorry?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Very good. Thank you.
It took long enough.
Just out of interest,
what have you been saying to your ex about me?
Nothing.
That's interesting, because he threatened me.
He seemed to think I'd been coming on to you.
It was all a bit embarrassing, to tell you the truth.
Sorry. He's probably just being a bit protective.
Why would he be, if you're taking him to the cleaner's?
I'm not. That money's rightfully mine.
And, if you remember,
he's always been protective towards me.
He wasn't being protective.
He just wanted what I had.
You never had me, Jonathan.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
It were all me mam's idea. I just went along with it.
But you must have given your mother that sailor suit
I bought him and the hat, cos...
It doesn't matter, Andrew, we've got him now.
How do we know? They've cut his band off.
Of course it's Sebbie.
If you loved him that much, you'd know it were him.
Of course I love him.
I just don't know how you could do that,
after everything we've done for you.
Andrew, please.
And what about what I've done for you?
I can change my mind, you know.
If you could just keep your voices down?
Some of these babies are quite poorly.
The team leader will be with you soon.
I'm sorry.
I don't think we need a scan.
Her cervix and breasts both confirm she's post-partum.
We should run some blood tests to be safe.
- I can organise that. - Can I take him now?
No, I'm afraid you can't.
We need to make sure you're a fit person to have him.
What? That's bloody ridiculous. He's mine and...
You abandoned him. You left him in a toilet cubicle.
No, I didn't, I gave birth to him in the toilet.
Then I wrapped him in my coat
and I made sure he was safe and warm.
I left him in a maternity wing of a bloody hospital!
What better place is there?
- I'm taking him! - No, you're not.
- Yes, I... Get off me! - I'm sorry,
but we'll have to ring security if you continue.
Come on, love, they're only doing their job.
We can't let you take him until we're confident you can look...
Course I can bloody look after him. I've brought three kids up!
Can I just say something?
Maxine has seen Louie nearly every day since he was born.
That is right. I've seen him every day.
I have fed him, changed his nappy,
made sure he was all right. I...
I don't know what made me say he wasn't mine. I just...
I think it were the shock. I didn't know I were pregnant.
I thought I'd gone into early menopause like my mam.
She started the change at 42. I think I just panicked.
And I split up with my husband nearly 14 months ago
and I just went a bit crazy after that.
And now he's coming home
and he wants to try again and so do I.
You do know it's a criminal offence
to abandon a baby under two years old?
Watch my lips, love. I didn't abandon him!
I'm sorry, but you didn't own up to the fact...
Can I just butt in again?
He would have had to have gone into the neonatal unit,
cos he was prem and had breathing problems.
You know, for a moment there...
I just thought he might be better off with someone else,
but when it came to it, I couldn't do it. I couldn't.
Because I love him!
I love him!
Oh, God!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry!
Please?
Oh, God.
Do you want to keep the baby, Shelly?
Not really, no.
I had him for them, not for me.
I can't give him what they can give him.
And I want to do other things.
I might like to see him, sometimes, though.
That's absolutely not a problem.
Whenever you want.
But I might not.
I don't know yet.
You should get a parental order as soon as possible
to make sure Sebastian is legally yours.
Yes. Yes. Of course.
So, if you'd like to hand him over to...
Andrew.
Er, can I take a picture of him before he goes?
If you could just do that outside in the corridor.
We have a lot of sensitive equipment in here.
Do you... Do you want to walk us to the car?
No. I'd better see what's going on with me mam.
Ta-ra, little 'un.
Be a good boy.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
- Let's run. - No, just keep walking.
- Is she watching? - I don't know. Don't look.
Just keep putting one foot in front of the other.
- Excuse me. - So sorry.
- Sorry. - Excuse me.
- Ooh! - Sorry.
I still can't believe you've got a baby.
Neither can I, sometimes.
He actually changes his nappy, cleans up all his shit.
Yes, all right. It's not that bad, you get used to it.
Anyway, when do you actually leave?
Tomorrow evening, I've still got to pack.
Lucky bitch! I wish I was going to bloody Florence.
Yeah, it sounds great. You'll actually get to study
the great masters and do some serious stuff.
And you, you jammy tosser, have got a fat friggin' commission.
I haven't seen any money yet.
He hasn't agreed to my sketches, just wants something colourful.
He's an interior designer, he's not really into art.
That's what he's employing you for.
Ask him for a commissioning fee.
He doesn't need it. His parents are stinking rich
and his bird's gonna be loaded.
For the record, my parents aren't stinking rich
and me and Ro have been waiting for her settlement
for the best part of the year.
Hey!
Hey, I thought it was you.
- Wh... What are you doing here? - It's Issy's birthday.
I'm 18 now. I can officially drink. I'm legal!
We're all sat over there. Where's Mum?
I don't know. I've been trying to get in touch all day.
She's not answering her phone.
Really?
I think she's been for a facial or something.
Is that what she told you?
What does that mean?
Why don't all you girls come and sit over here with us?
We don't wanna gate-crash, if you wanna be on your own.
No, Molly's a friend from art college.
His ex.
Off to Florence tomorrow, just a farewell drink.
Your mum might join us in a bit.
I don't think so. This isn't Mum's kind of place
and, besides, she's got other things on her mind.
We'll go get our drinks.
She's well into you, mate.
What? Don't be ridiculous. She's Ro's daughter.
Yeah, I'd dump the mother. The daughter's smoking.
You don't go anywhere near her or you're dead.
There's no light on, so he's not home yet.
So what are you gonna say to him?
I don't know.
Get t'nappies and stuff.
Ta-ra!
- I could tell him he's mine. - And who's the father?
I dunno. I could make summat up.
I could tell him I've decided
to be a foster mum to earn some money.
Yeah, that's a good idea.
But how are you gonna get round Social Services
turning up tomorrow morning for your home assessment?
We just need to get him out of the house.
Well, you'll have to decide before he comes home,
so we can get our stories straight.
So, Mum's not jealous about you being with your ex-girlfriend?
No, why would she be? There's nothing to be jealous about.
But she would be, if she found you in bed with her.
Well, that's a weird thing to say, Katie.
Well, you're fit, aren't you?
I bet she still fancies you.
I don't think so.
Anyway, she's not going to find me in bed with her.
I'd like to know what you meant,
when you said, "Is that what she told you?"
Nothing.
I'm a bit pissed.
Did I even say that?
Yeah. Yeah, you did.
I was just thinking...
Molly's more your age than Mum.
So what? It doesn't make any difference what age...
You can have anyone you want,
cos you're fit, like really handsome.
You've had enough to drink. Have some water.
- I don't want water! - Is your mum even cool
- with you drinking alcohol? - I don't care!
I'm not cool about what she's done and what she's doing.
Your mum was in an unhappy relationship with your dad.
- Did you want her to... - Really?
It didn't look like that this afternoon
when I went home to pick up my dress.
I hope Sebbie's all right.
Aw, he will be. They love him to bits.
And there won't be anything that he'll want for.
- Mm. - Go and see him tomorrow.
I think I should give 'em a bit of time on their own with him.
I wanna see if that unit's still for hire in t'Arndale Centre.
Oh, my God. He's landed. He's waiting for a taxi.
I've got butterflies!
- Do I look all right? - Yeah.
You look great. I don't know what you're worried about.
He should be so lucky you taking him back after what he's done.
- I love him. - God, give me strength!
It's something really precious is love, Shelly.
You'll know, when you meet someone.
Oh, God, it might never happen to me again.
You've hardly given it a chance.
My dad's a tosser, Mam. You know what he's like.
How many times has he done this?
He says he's different, he's finally grown up.
Oh, yeah. Sure.
Hello!
I'm home!
Get t'kettle on!
I thought you were still at the airport!
- I sent that text ages ago. - It only just came through.
There you go. Don't say I never buy you owt.
Oh, they're lovely.
- Are you pleased to see me? - Do bears shit in the woods?
I can't believe you're really here.
- Well, I am. - I'm so happy.
I'm gonna put these in some water.
- Then I'll get you some cans. - Eh, now you're talking!
Now, Shell, girl, you've put a bit of weight on.
And you've gone grey.
Yeah.
I'll have to get that sorted.
So, have you missed me, girl?
A bit.
A bit? Is that all? I thought you'd be pining for me.
You've buggered off so often and left me to pick up the pieces
and try and convince me mam she's not a bag of shite...
All I were hoping is that you weren't coming back, this time.
That's not nice. And I got you a present an' all.
Remembered on t'aeroplane, did you?
- There you go. - Oh, ta, love.
- They're nice and cold. - Ta.
Whoa.
So... What have you two been up to?
What the hell's that? Got a cat or summat?
No.
We've got a baby.
A baby?
Yeah, he's called Louie.
I thought you were fatter!
So you've gone and got yourself into trouble, have you?
Who's the father? Oh, don't tell me - he's buggered off?
Oh, that's a bit rich coming from you.
He's not Shelly's baby.
He's my baby.
Your baby? What are you talking about? It can't be your baby.
Well, he is.
- I thought you said... - Yeah, I know what I said.
I lied.
He's my baby and I'm keeping him, if they let me.
And if you don't like it, well, I'm sorry, Micky...
but it's just the way it is.
He's in my life.
And he's staying.
If you're gonna go, Dad,
I'd do it now, before she comes back down with him.
Hello, my gorgeous little boy.
Mummy's brought you home.
I got myself into such a state...
when I saw Katie and Simon together.
She might not have said anything.
Probably bumped into each other.
- What the hell are you doing? - I'm waiting for my daughter.
Your daughter's not here. Take your fancy car and piss off!
I'm not a milking machine! I'm waiting for it to dry up,
so I can go back to normal again.
Please, I don't know what we'd do if you stopped.
My son-in-law said you stunk of alcohol.
Bastard!
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