Ashes (2012) Movie Script

Is anybody there?
Hey. What are you doing in here?
Sorry, I'm looking for someone.
Used to live here.
This is private property.
So, come on. Out you go.
You couldn't do me a favor,
could you?
I've been searching for months.
His name is Frank Barron.
It's important.
Let's have a look.
Watch yourself on that glass.
Oh, yeah.
Took him off to Fairview.
Had to call the police.
He put up a hell of a fight.
- Fairview? What's that?
- Hospital.
Pass it on the way into town.
What do you want with him?
He's my dad.
- Hello?
- Hi, it's me. Did I wake you?
- What time is it?
- I found him!
- Are you serious?
- Yeah.
- I'm going to see him tomorrow.
- Oh my God.
I know.
Soon everything's
going to be all right.
I'll be back soon.
All right, bye.
You have arrived
at our destination.
You have arrived to...
Yeah, I'm here to see Dr. Burrows.
Fairview is a secure unit
for patients
with severe mental difficulties.
including Alzheimer's,
what we think your father has.
He was sectioned
under the Mental Health Act
Various acts of aggression
have been reported,
which is why he was brought to us
for assessment.
- How bad is he?
- He may remember you.
But his memory comes and goes;
I don't want to raise your hopes.
Most of the time
he's in his own world,
when you leas expect it,
he sparks back into life.
But the disease
makes him paranoid
and prone to hallucinations.
I understand how hard that can be.
"Frank Barron".
We've only ever know him
as Frank, of course.
He's not the first to arrive here
without I.D.
Somehow people
slip below the radar.
It's not uncommon, sadly.
I'm surprised
you managed to find us.
Yes, it wasn't easy.
I've looked for him for months.
We weren't close.
I knew he grew up around here...
What sort of person was he?
You're talking about him
like he's dead.
I'm sorry.
This must be very hard, but...
our Frank, the one
we've been looking after,
he's not the person you knew.
You must understand
that it's no Frank,
it's the disease.
It can be easier to think of him
as a different person.
A stranger even.
Maybe you should see for yourself.
Frank, for goodness sake.
I can't hear myself think!
That's better, isn't it?
Bit of light
makes all the difference.
I wish I was dead.
- What's that?
- I wish I was dead.
Come on, Frank.
You've got a special visitor.
Can you see who it is, Frank?
Your son has to come to visit you.
It's James.
- My Jamie.
- That's right. Yeah.
I'll leave you to yourselves.
I'm just outside if you need me.
Right. Thank you, thanks.
How you doing? You okay?
Everything all right?
- Where am I?
- Hospital.
- Accident?
- Not exactly.
- Where's my fags?
- Fags? I don't know.
Look, dad,
you might have a look at this?
- Can you remember anyone?
- Cathy.
- Cathy. That's right.
- My wife.
- Yea, you're right. Mum.
- Mummy. Your mummy.
Right. Well done.
You want your tape player?
Okay, I'll get you some music.
Here we go. I'll put it on.
It's all right, its off. It's off.
Hey! Stop!
Stop! Stop it!
Frank. Frank!
Frank, it's okay.
It's okay.
- I thought it went well.
- I'm so sorry.
It's the medication.
They've switched it
so many times,
I don't know who
the real Frank is.
Look, I tried my best.
What do you want me to do?
Bust him out?
I don't know what to say.
He's sick.
Yeah, really sick.
What I'm saying, it's like...
Alzheimer's or something.
- Morning.
- All right.
Sorry, they're not gonna let me
bring him back.
They just won't.
Don't be like that. I did.
Because I can't!
I'll see what I can do, all right?
Yeah, I will figure something.
We'll give you a cup of tea.
Don't be afraid.
I don't want tea!
I'm not a criminal!
I know. It's all right.
Let's go back inside.
He's been much better
since lunch.
Hello, darling. It's me, Susie.
- Yes?
- There's someone here to see you.
It's your son, Jamie.
Hi, Dad.
Now, are you going to say
sorry to James, Frank?
- You really hurt him.
- It's just a scratch.
All right, dad..
- All right.
- I could never hurt you, Jamie.
- This place isn't safe.
- Of course it is.
- They're killing me.
- Don't be a daft, dad.
Don't be daft.
Let go, Dad, come on.
Let go.
- They're killing me.
- It's all right..
- You want some tea?
- I'm no dumb.
No, no.
I'm no fucking dumb.
- Let's get a cup of tea.
- I'm watching you.
All right.
- Time for his medication.
- Don't want them.
Frank, hold on one moment.
You okay?
Frank, wait, wait.
Just hold on a moment.
Make sure he takes them all.
- He's no good without them.
- All right.
Yeah, push it.
Go on. Here you go.
Come on.
That's all right. Come on.
There you go.
Come on, Frank, good man.
No, no! What are you doing?
You can't do that!
Not in the sink.
Not in the sink.
- Come on, dad.
- I'm not ill.
- They'll make you feel better.
- No.
All right, fine.
I'll tell you what I got.
It's good.
Do you want some?
I'll tell you what:
I'll do you a deal.
You take one of these...
and you can wash it down
with some of that.
Open your mouth.
That's it!
That's it.
All right, Dad.
All right, that's enough.
That's enough.
Bosh. Down the hatch.
All right.
What's this mean?
Dad, can you remember?
- All coppers are bastards.
- All bastards, exactly.
What's that?
- Cathy. Mum.
- Cathy. Mum.
What then?
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Where's my fags?
- What?
- Where's my fags?
I haven't got them.
There's no fags. There's nothing.
Which fags? In here?
This fags?
Do you want a light as well?
There you go.
Is that nice?
How's that, relaxing?
You mind if I have one?
That's nice.
What'd you like.
That's good stuff, Dad.
Do you mind if I film it?
You don't mind, do you?
It's just a camera.
Could you?
Lovely, Dad, lovely. Yeah.
Do you miss me, Jamie?
I miss you.
Every single day.
I'm proud of you, kid.
I want to go home!
I want to go home!
- Twist.
- You can't, it's not Black Jack.
- Hit me.
- Concentrate on your painting.
- Excuse me.
- Fucking. Now what?
- Excuse me.
- Yes? Stop it, Dad.
- There's been a terrible mistake.
- Hit me.
- I'm not supposed to be here.
- Yeah, you and me both.
- I'm not supposed to be here!
- Hit me!
- I don't want to.
- Hit me!
- I want to go home!
- Hit me!
Stop it, Dad!
Hey, stop, leave it!
Dad, leave it! Leave it!
Calm down.
Listen, Dad, I need your help.
I need you to get up.
That's it, well done.
Here we go. There we go.
Nice and easy, that's it.
Calm down, please.
Calm down!
Calm down!
That's it.
This way.
Nice and easy, nice and easy.
- Nurse!
- It's all right, I've got this one.
- Nurse!
- This way.
Come on, Frank Barron.
Take me. I'll go with you.
You go back inside.
Come on, here we go.
It's all right, It's okay.
Here we go.
Stay with me!
Stay with me!
You want to see a magic trick?
There you go.
Open sesame!
Come on, go through!
Dad, go through!
It's all right, It's all right.
We're going out.
It's all right.
I'm opening the door.
Get in the fucking car!
No, no, no!
Hey, where are you going?!
Please enter your destination.
Where are you going?
You have not entered
a valid destination.
- You have not...
- What are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?
Dad no! I'm trying to help you!
I'm trying to help!
Dad, come on! Let go!
Let go!
We've got it, Dad!
We've fucking done it!
We've gone out, mate!
- This is nice, isn't it, Dad?
- Yeah.
How about a bit of music?
That calm you down.
All right. No, not that one.
- That's a bit more mellow?
- Yeah?
Hello, mate.
Dad, you can let go of my hair.
Oh, yeah, come on.
I'm paranoid I'm effing
going bald as it is, all right?
- That's it.
- Sorry.
Hold your horses!
Dad, get back in the car.
Yeah, all right,
keep your hair on.
It's all right. Don't get upset.
Don't let it upset you.
Take your time.
Take your time.
- I've got a sick man here!
- Idiot!
Come on, Dad, get back in the car.
All right. Just take your time.
We don't let them upset you.
Get in the car.
Get in the car.
That's it.
Go on, there you go.
Yeah, very good.
You gonna open this door?
Come on, open the door.
We can't get back
unless I can drive, can we?
That's it, come on.
That's it, open the door.
Are we gonna, oh,
you're going to drive? Okay.
Are you comfortable?
Don't do that.
Stop. Open the door.
No, you do not... Dad, open.
You are not driving this car.
No, Please Dad.
Open the door!
Fuck, fuck!
Dad, dad!
At first opportunity turn around.
Fuck you.
- At first opportunity...
- Well, you fuck off.
At first opportunity turn around.
- At first...
- Garbage.
That was exciting.
- You gonna let me drive now?
- Yes.
All coppers are bastards.
Yeah, that's right.
Are you okay?
Have you been crying?
What's going on?
I don't feel very well.
I don't want to go.
What do you mean?
It's your birthday!
I'm scared.
What are you scared of?
I don't fucking remember.
That's all right.
Nothing to be scared of.
What's the matter with me, Cath?
I don't know, Frank.
We'll get through this.
- Together. Just you and me.
- Yes.
- I must be getting old.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Don't say nothing to no one.
- No.
Promise me.
Let's get you ready.
You're gonna be late.
You gave me a fright, silly.
Catching you like that.
I've never seen you cry before.
I wasn't crying.
Come on.
Come on, Dad.
Come on, wake up.
Wake up.
All right? We're here.
Frank, what's got into you?
I wanna go home.
I wanna go home.
We're going home.
Aren't we? I told you that.
I wanna go home now.
Come on, don't star that again.
Frank, you okay?
What you got now?
What's that in your hand?
Yeah, we're on the road.
- What's going on, Cath?
- No, he's fine. He's all right.
Yeah, he's been as good as gold.
Yeah, okay.
Well, you can't then.
I just don't want to upset him.
That's up to you.
Give it.
Hang on a tick, hang on.
We'll be back tomorrow.
Give me the phone.
- Okay, fine.
- Give it.
Who you talking to, Cath?
Yeah, that was Mum.
- Mum?
- Yeah, Cath.
Yeah, you'll see her tomorrow.
That'll be nice, won't it?
Family reunion.
I'm not Cathy.
It's James, remember?
I'm sorry, Cathy.
I get so confused.
The drugs are wearing off.
You should get some rest.
Dad, all right, okay. That's...
Yeah, okay, Dad.
It's a little bit weird there,
all right?
Okay? Yeah?
Maybe you should
get yourself to bed, all right?
- Bed.
- You wanna go to bed?
Come on, let's get you down.
Coming to bed, Frank?
Oh, no. What are you doing?
You're pissing on me!
What you doing in my house?
God, I'm going to be sick!
Come on, wake up!
Stop pissing everywhere!
Come on, pull them up!
Don't touch me!
Dad, Dad! Let go!
Let the fuck...
Are you mad?
What'd you do that for?
- You touched me!
- What?
- You touched me!
- Keep your voice down.
- Stop it!
- Get out!
- No, Dad, put that down!
- Get out!
- All right, I'm going!
- Now!
- Get out!
- I'm leaving!
- Fuck off!
- I'm leaving!
He's a dirty man.
Yeah, he's a dirty man.
He touched me.
Come on, Dad. Let me in!
I can't stand away all day,
can I?!
He's coming back now.
Room service!
Room service.
Hello, Dad.
Bad luck.
Not bad luck.
Nice to see you.
Let's get a hug.
Maybe we should...
pull your trousers up fiirst.
- Daft sod.
- Dad!
Fuck it.
Come on, that's it. Out you go.
Get a move on, Dad.
That's it, nice and gently.
Put your leg there.
Put your leg there, all right?
Hold on to the right.
It's all right. Well done.
You behave yourself
and I'll take you somewhere nice.
All right.
It's nice to be nice.
That's right. It feels nice,
all right?
Why are we going this way?
- Cause you pissed on the bed.
- No, I didn't.
You did, didn't you?
Oh, no.
Who taught you how to eat?
I'm only messing about.
Go on, knock yourself out.
Not that one.
- Look what you've done now.
- Fuck off!
- Stop it. it's me, Jamie.
- Sorry, what's going on?
He gets like this sometimes.
there's nothing I can do.
- I don't want to cause a scene.
- Of course.
I'm really sorry.
- What's his name?
- Frank.
- Frank.
- Dad, this is Lee, all right?
He's gonna take us outside.
He's gonna help you.
- No.
- We'll take our music.
Come on Frank,
get some fresh air.
Let's leave the table there.
- Thank you so much.
- Not a problem.
- Fuck!
- All right.
Come on, don't be horrible to him.
You smashed his plate. didn't you?
- I didn't smash it.
- Yes, you did.
- I'm so sorry.
- Be nice.
Good man, Frank.
- Fuck!
- What's wrong? Is he...
- Alzheimer's.
- My Nan too, it's a nightmare.
It's terrible. Like the person
you know just disappears.
- All right, come on, Dad.
- You laughing?
Come on.
Come on, Frank.
Did he do that?
Did he do that to you?
Yeah, what can you do.
He brought me up.
- My turn now, isn't it?
- You are a bastard!
Yeah, okay.
- Fuck.
- Okay.
- F..!
- Be nice.
- Well done, Dad.
- Well done, Frank.
- You going to be okay?
- Yeah. No. We'll be fine.
Thank you for understanding.
Many people don't.
It's all right.
Forget about the money.
It's not a problem.
- Take care.
- Thank you, Lee.
- Good luck.
- I'll take care. Thanks.
Bye, Frank!
Come on, Dad, we're in the clear.
We're in the clear.
No, stop messing about.
Let's get out of here.
- Is it trouble?
- No, turn around.
We're done.
Oh, shit.
- All right.
- All coppers are bastards.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Just can't find the motor.
- Fuck off!
- I'm almost as bad as him.
Fuck off!
Bye, Frank.
Keep walking.
We've got a problem.
- Problem.
- Yeah, we're fucked.
Go through there. Dad go on.
Through there.
All right.
Come on, Dad.
Get down.
Get your head down. Down.
Down and keep your mouth shut.
All right.
I think they're gone.
Oh, shit!
Hello? No, I can't talk now.
It's not a good time.
I'm sorry, I've got...
All right.
I've got a stain in the back.
Egg doesn't come out of black.
Dad, Dad!
Dad, Dad!
What the fuck are you doing?
What are you doing?
Open the door.
Open the fucking door.
What are you doing?
What you doing? Hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
Go, go, go!
He shouldn't be driving.
You shouldn't be driving!
- He's going to kill someone!
- Fuck off!
Have a nice day!
Did you see that?
That's it, yes!
Fucking amazing!
That was amazing!
Dad, well done.
That was one of the greatest
moments of my life.
Well done, Dad.
Well done.
Fucking brilliant!
When we're at the next junction,
we'll swap over.
No, seriously. I don't like
the idea of you driving.
Maybe you should take
some of your pills.
- Which ones do you take?
- I'm not ill.
Yeah, but I think they're good.
Stop you seeing things
that aren't real.
- They're real.
- I can't see them.
Maybe you need the drugs.
Yeah, I fucking do
with you around.
No fucking way!
You've gotta fucking stop it.
What are you doing?
Concentrate on the road.
If you can't do it,
we'll swap over.
Got it.
I got it.
I just want music.
As long as you're concentrating.
All right.
- Concentrate, yeah?
- This is Roger Miller.
This is from the...
- Good old days.
- Yeah, the old time.
Two hours of pushing
Broom buys a
8 x 124 bit room. I'm a...
Man of means by no means
King of the road
Third boxcar,
Midnight train
Destination, Bangor, Maine
Old worn out suits and shoes
I don't pay no union dues
I smoke old stogies
I have found
Shorts bit not too big around
I'm a...
Man of means by no means
King of the road
Go on, Dad.
Yeah, we're on our way.
I'm not gonna get there any faster
if you keep calling me.
I said we'll get there
when we get there.
Just calm down.
We'll talk later.
I could murder a coffee.
You gonna let me drive now?
All right, fine.
Just keep driving south then.
Even you can't fuck that up.
Keep your eyes closed.
Keep them closed.
Stay here, I won't be a sec.
Don't make a mess.
- Can I help?
- I'm looking for your husband.
Sorry, he's not here.
- Hey!
- Mom!
Luke, upstairs, now!
I'm going to call the police!
Let go!
Tell him he owes me!
Have you been drinking again?
You're not yourself today.
Who's that?
What's got into you? It's me.
I was just pulling your leg.
- So?
- So...
Who am I?
What's my name?
Stop playing about, will you?
You really don't know, do you?
Of course I do,
stop testing me.
I think we should see someone.
I'm fine, leave me alone.
- No, something's wrong.
- Something's wrong with you.
You're driving me up
a fucking wall.
Who am I then, Frank?
Why have we stopped?
She's out there, I can see her.
Come on, Dad.
Let's keep moving.
We should be there by now.
What are you looking at?
- What is it?
- How about I drive?
How about we do a swap, yeah?
1, 2, 3, we'll do a switch.
All right?
1, 2, 3.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Come on, Dad.
I'm getting soaked out here!
Let me in.
- Don't do that.
- Let me in!
- Back off!
- Stop messing about! Open.
We've got to get a move on.
We're not far.
Oh, no.
No, no, no!
Fucking Wales, you fuck!
You've driven us
to fucking Wales!
Fucking idiot!
You're done.
- What's wrong with you?
- What's wrong with you?
- What's wrong?
- Don't fucking shout!
I'll shout what I like.
I'm the boss here
telling you to drive.
So, drive the fucking car.
Dad, fuck.
Fuck, please.
Dad, leave it.
Please, leave it.
I'm just a little bit upset.
A little upset,
cause you drove us
to fucking Wales. All right?
That's it, Dad.
We gotta figure out
what we're going to do.
We could either stay here
and both get pneumonia,
or we could drive the car,
we can go to a hotel
and find some nice hot food.
Yeah? Then we'll find out
where the fuck we are.
And how we're gonna get back.
Wanna go home?
We'll go home.
What's the problem then?
You like driving the car,
what's the fucking problem?
- What?
- We got no petrol.
Fucking fuck!
Don't touch me,
I'll fucking paralyze you!
Fuck! Fuck!
Oh, God!
That's no good.
Come on Dad, don't wander off.
You're gonna get soaked.
Get back in the car!
- Frank?
- All right, fine!
- I don't care about it!
- Come back.
- I'm not joking!
- Come back!
- What's got into you? It's me.
- Go on!
Let's see how you get on
in the real world, big baby!
Frank, who am I?
It's me!
What's the matter with you?
You can't just wander off
into nowhere!
Where are you going?
What's got into you?
It's me.
Where are you?
Frank, where are you?
Come back.
Come back to me.
I can't.
Listen, you need to leave him.
Protect yourself.
I just can't do that.
I just can't, he's my Frank.
- He was drinking.
- It was his birthday.
You said he just stopped.
It's not the drink.
It's something else.
- Stop making excuses for him.
- I'm not, I'm not.
You don't understand.
- He needs me.
- Yeah, well, he's dangerous.
You're not safe.
You need to go.
Who are you talking to, Cath?
Frank, you scared the life
out of me!
- Did I?
- Look, I'll call you later, right?
- Do I scare you, Cath?
- He's in one of his moods.
Moods? One of my moods?
No, I...
Who is this?
Who is this?
Look at me, Cath.
Look at me, babe.
Tell me the truth.
Are you seeing someone else?
Don't do this, Frank.
- Who's that then?
- James.
- Who?
- Our son, Jamie.
Cath, we don't have a son.
- Oh, no.
- What is wrong with you?
Don't say that.
I can take anything.
Please don't say that.
Tell me the truth.
Are you leaving me?
Frank, I'm never gonna leave you.
You're telling me fibs.
No, Frank.
Oh, no, Frank! Frank!
- Frank, you're hurting me.
- Promise you'll never leave.
- You're hurting me.
- Are you fucking someone else?
No, Frank!
I trust you no more.
You're a slut.
Stop it!
It's just like you've given up!
I mean, I can't do it all, Frank!
- You've got to fight it, Frank!
- I can't.
- You can. You've got to try.
- I can't!
For me, Frank?
And Jamie?
Really, I can't.
I can't.
- What are you doing?
- No!
- Dad, it's Jamie.
- You're not my Jamie!
- I don't know you!
- Dad, it's me!
Come on! Dad!
Dad, come on,
where are you going?
Please, come on!
Come on, Dad!
Dad, come on!
Come back!
You're fucking crazy!
You're gonna get yourself killed!
Oh, I want to go. Let me die.
I got you. I won't let go.
I'll look after you.
I'll look after you.
I'm coming.
I thought I told you
to go to sleep.
Jesus Christ!
Look what I found!
Problem solved.
You all right?
Sleep all right?
I'm a mechanic. I can fix it.
It's not the engine, Dad,
it's petrol.
I walked far enough to get it.
- I don't mind. It's no problem.
- You haven't seen...
- my phone, have you?
- No.
I can fix this.
Go on. Hop in.
No, no, no. You've had
enough driving, don't you think?
- Red on red, black on black.
- What's that?
- Red on red, black on black.
- Red on red, black on black.
Well done, Dad.
Just these and the petrol.
Pump 2, please.
What the fuck you playing at?
We had a deal.
Where the fuck is Frank?
Last night was a warning.
Now, you give me Frank
or I'll come for your family.
You understand?
You fucking listening?!
- Yeah.
- Is that you?
Here we are, Dad.
Not exactly spoiled for choice...
You daft sod.
Hello, mate.
What's the matter?
Are you lost?
Where are you going?
- I'm going home.
- Home, oh, yeah?
Well, that's where I'm going.
Why don't you jump in?
- Come on, I'll give you a lift.
- I mustn't talk to strangers.
Come on, I'm not exactly
a stranger now, am I?
Come on, Dad, it's me.
It's James.
No, you're not my James.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Come on, Dad.
- Dad!
- No! No!
I'm not in the mood, all right?
Look, I try to be nice here.
Just take the piss.
- You're hurting me!
- Am I? Good!
- Come on!
- You're not my Jamie!
- Bla, bla, bla...
- You're not my Jamie!
- No, no, no!
- Come on.
Now, get in the car.
Dad, get in the car!
- No, no!
- Door's open!
- One, two, three. Get in there.
- No!
- The door's open.
- No, no!
- It's nice and warm!
- No!
- Oh, fuck.
- No!
It's all right.
- It's all right.
- Everything all right?
Yeah, it's just my dad.
- He's ill. I'll take him home.
- All coppers are bastards.
- Shut up, Dad.
- Excuse me?
- He didn't mean it.
- What did he say?
- He said nothing.
- Fuck wankers!
- Stop it, all right?
- Fuck off!
- Fuck off! I don't know you!
- Stop it!
- Little shit!
- He don't know what he says.
- Calm down.
- He's got dementia, you know?
I just wanna get him home safe,
you know?
I think he's getting upset.
Is this your vehicle?
Yeah, it is, yeah.
He's my wife.
He's my wife.
- You all right, Dad?
- He's my wife.
You all right?
You all right?
- It's all right.
- We won't keep you no more.
Thank you. Cheers.
- Get him home, all right?
- I'll get him in the car now.
- Sorry to bother you.
- Thanks for your concern.
- Drama over. Get in the car.
- Where are you going?!
- Where...?
- Get in the fucking car.
You understand me?
You understand me?
Get in the fucking car.
Come on.
Head down.
It's okay, head down.
Go on, head down.
Head down, here we go.
Strap you in, Dad.
There we go.
- You're strapped in, all right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, well done.
Now eat your fucking Twix.
And keep your mouth shut.
All right, thank you.
Listen, you stay put.
You understand?
All right?
Don't threaten me.
- Oh, really?
- I'm not scared of you.
- Kill me.
- Damn fucking wires.
- You'll be doing me a flavor.
- Fucking!
How'd you do this, hey?
What is it, black to red?
Black to fucking black!
What the...
You'll be doing me a flavor.
You remember that.
Here you are.
Welcome home, Frank.
Dad, have you got my phone?
Fucking give me that!
Hello, Ruth.
Hello, sweetheart. It's me.
Well, I couldn't.
I lost my phone.
All right...
Listen, calm down.
All right? Calm down.
Tell me what happened.
All right, well, I couldn't,
I lost my phone.
Listen, you stay
where you are, all right?
Just stay where you are
and I'll come find you.
I'm coming now.
I'm coming, all right?
Fucking! Fuck!
- Are we nearly home, Dad?
- Yeah, nearly there. Nearly.
Yeah, we'll be all right.
- No, no. You stay where you are.
- I wanna go home.
Stay right there.
You're going nowhere.
You're going nowhere.
Stay exactly where you are,
all right?
Dad, do you love me?
Do you love me?
Cause I love you.
Yeah, when you love someone,
you help them out,
don't you?
So, you gonna help me out?
You gonna open your mouth?
Open your mouth
and put these in. Help me out.
What the fuck is that, hey?
Fuck it, right.
I'm trying really fucking hard.
Now, open your mouth.
All right. Swallow.
Go on. Swallow it!
Swallow it!
That's it.
That's it. Open your mouth.
Let me see.
All right, well done.
Well done.
- All right?
- I want to go home.
- We're gonna go home.
- I wanna go home.
Just sit and relax.
What the fuck is going on?
- Could I speak to Ruth?
- No, I'm looking after her.
- Where the hell have you been?
- Don't start, all right?
- I just want to... Ruth! Ruth.
- What have you done?
It's okay, Soph.
I'll sort it.
It's fine. It's fine.
Hello, mate! Come here, you!
How you doing?
- How are you? You missed me?
- Yeah.
I've missed you.
Now you good boy, eh?
I'll sort it.
What the fuck is going on?
Look at the state of this place.
Do you have any idea?
- What we've been through?
- I know, all right? I'm sorry.
Hello, boy.
Your Daddy's home.
What have you got us into?
- We could've been killed!
- Ruth, don't say that.
All you had to do was
find someone and you're clear.
- That's what you said.
- That's what it was.
Sorry, it just got a bit
out of hand, all right?
But I'm fixing it.
After today, it's done.
- Don't lie to me.
- I swear to God.
Do you miss me?
Where's Mummy?
Over there.
Come on, I'm sorry, all right?
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
It'll be okay, I promise you.
Yeah? I promise you.
Maybe tonight you should
stay at your sister's to be safe.
Cause I want you to be safe.
All right? I'm fixing this.
All right? I am fixing this.
I have heard this.
- So many times.
- What?
The gambling. The debt.
When is it going to stop?
Don't, all right? It's stopped.
This is the new start.
We've talked about this.
I've done this for you,
I did it for Luke.
I just want you to be happy.
I just want us to be happy, yeah?
- Yeah.
- You deserve it.
You're beautiful.
Who are you?
Oh, hey! Don't touch him!
Give him to me! Give him to me!
- Stay away or else I'll...
- Give him to me!
- Stay away!
- Don't fucking touch me!
Don't you touch him!
Dad, wait! Leave him!
- He's my boy! He's my boy!
- I'm gonna call the police!
- Don't call the police, Sophie!
- Stuart, who is he?
- Stuart, who is he?
- I'll tell you.
- Who's Stuart?
- What's going on?
- All right, it's me, James.
- I want my boy.
I'm your boy. It's James.
Look at me. Look at me.
- It's me, James.
- Jamie.
It's me.
- Right. Dad.
- Yeah.
Yeah. Dad. You're my Dad.
- Your Dad.
- Yeah, you're my Dad.
I wanna go home.
It's okay. I'll take you home.
We're fucked. I know.
He wasn't supposed to be
in hospital,
- so I had to get him out.
- Of course they did!
It's called kidnapping, Stu.
Why would they take the risk?
- I had no choice.
- There's always a choice!
Yeah, not with them!
You got no idea. I had to do
something so I said I was his son.
- You fucking idiot.
- I didn't know what else to do.
It was his word against mine
and he don't remember a thing!
Maybe we should call the police.
I can't just give him up to them.
God knows what they'll do to him.
Do to him? Jesus Christ,
look what they did to us!
If they want him so badly,
they can have him.
Look, they're probably
gonna kill him.
- Can you live with that?
- Rather him than us.
What do you want me to say?
We are where we are.
I just want to do
the right thing, that's all.
It's too late for that now.
- Stuart?
- What...
What you talking about?
My name's not Stuart.
- Dad!
- Who are you?
No more lies.
- Tell me the fucking truth.
- I'm not your son!
All right? I'm not your son.
I'm not your fucking son!
- Who are you, you cunt?
- Nobody, all right? Nobody.
I was just told to come
and bring you back.
Back where?
Back to your home.
- Who?
- I don't know.
- I don't know his name.
- How fucking much?
Not enough.
Not enough, believe me.
I'll tell them you escaped,
all right?
And I'll take you back
to the hospital.
- No.
- Well, then what?
I just want to go home.
That's not a good idea.
I just...
want to remember.
But you won't now, will you?
You won't.
Okay, mate. That's it.
Out you get.
Go on, out you get.
Come on.
Take this, all right?
There's some money, all right?
All right, take that.
That's all I've got. Go on.
I don't know where, Frank,
all right?
Just find someone
and ask him for help.
They'll take you to the police.
Promise me you'll ask for help.
You look after yourself.
That's it. Go on.
Go on.
Hello, Frank.
What are you doing there
on your own?
Come with me to the car.
Come on, mate.
Let's get in the car.
Come on.
This way, Frank.
This way, this way.
Come on.
This way.
We're gonna stay here, Frank.
Hello, mate, just wondered
if you had a spare room.
- Filthy habit.
- Yeah.
I wish I knew
how much you understand.
I wish I knew
how much you remember.
Cause I need a reason, Frank.
I need a good reason why
I shouldn't just hand you over.
I'm scared, Frank.
I've got...
- myself in a bit of trouble.
- Oh.
Yeah, I owe some money.
Lots of money.
And they're gonna hurt
my family.
And my son.
My fucking son!
Please, I just need a good reason.
I need to know
if you understand something.
You understand, don't you?
Don't worry, Jamie.
Daddy will take care of you.
Who are you, Frank?
Who are you?
Who is this freak?
Who is that man?
Who's that man? Tell me.
- It's Cathy.
- Yeah, Cathy.
- My wife.
- Yeah, your wife.
Is this about her, Frank?
Is it about her?
No, you listen to me.
I can't do this.
Yeah, well, I wish I could,
but I can't, mate.
No, I'm not doing a thing
until you tell me exactly
what you're gonna do to him.
Well, fuck you!
You do not threaten me!
I'll call you when I'm ready.
Oh, fuck.
Well done, son.
I'm proud of you.
She's killing it.
- You wanna try and do that?
- Yeah.
- Where's my fags?
- You can't smoke in here.
Fuck 'em.
This is for you, Cathy.
It's your favorite.
# Forever, my darling
# My love will be true
# Always and forever
# I'll love just you
# But promise me, darling
# Your love in return
# Make this fire of my soul
# Forever burn
# My heart's at your command, dear
# To keep, love and to hold
# Making you happy's my desire, dear
# Keeping you is my goal
# I'll love you forever
# For the rest of my days
Me too.
# I'll never part from you
# And your loving ways
Are you crying, Dad?
Don't tell me
you're fucking crying!
Don't spoil it.
- Why you lie, daft sob?
- No. I mean it.
Where's my fags?
- Where's my fags?
- You lost them again?
What she said? "Where's my fags? "
"Where's my fags?"
Leave me alone, will you?
You'd forget your head
if it wasn't screwed on.
Fucking leave me alone.
All right.
You can dish it out,
but you can't take it, can you?
- What?
- Please, leave me be.
All right, don't be like that.
Give us a kiss. He, cheer up.
Oi, oi, leave off!
Don't start that one, mate.
Excuse me,
can I get a vodka tonic?
- Good Lord, I'm thirsty.
- Are you?
- What do you want?
- Vodka tonic.
Can I get another one
of these?
- Lisa, by the way.
- Sorry, Stuart.
- Oh, bless.
- He's good, isn't he?
Yeah. Is that your dad?
No, no. He's a good mate.
So he won't mind if you and me
go somewhere else?
No, wait, wait.
Sorry, love, I'm married.
- I don't mind.
- Well, my wife might.
Actually, you know?
You might be able to help me out.
Slow down, mate.
You all right, Frank?
What's the matter?
- I don't...
- What's the matter?
- I just... I just can't...
- It's all right.
- Too young to lose your mind, huh?
- Don't, James!
- Used to being like that.
- I'm all right.
- Yeah, you are.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Hey, it's your birthday, right?
Let's get a picture.
Can you get a picture?
Smile for the camera.
- Fuck, what's your problem?
- You're my fucking problem.
- Let's go home.
- No, no, just calm down.
- I don't fucking know you!
- Frank, we're gonna go.
- "Mom", "Mom".
- Don't fucking touch her!
- I'll chop your head off!
- Frank!
What the hell do you think
you're playing?!
- I'm sorry. Are you all right?
- You need fucking help, mate!
What the fuck's wrong with him?
You idiot!
- It's not what you think, Jamie.
- What you put up with that for?
- He's the same!
- Cath, come on, let's go.
- You don't understand!
- Don't go!
Don't go with him, Mom!
Just stay here with me!
Come on, Frank.
That's enough of that.
Watch your step,
watch your step.
Did well, Frank.
You did really well.
How'd you enjoy that?
There you go. Go on.
Here you go.
I've got a surprise for you.
I think someone very special
wants to see you.
Be nice, wouldn't it?
- Wanna sit on the bed?
- Yeah.
Come on, we've done this.
Just bend your knee.
Come on, let's tidy you up.
Get you looking nice.
Hey, all right.
All right.
- Handsome man, Frank.
- Of course.
Yeah, of course.
Of course you are.
A bit of music.
Frank, you wanna take
one of your pills?
- Come on, it'll do you good.
- No.
It'll make you feel better.
You want to be right...
for when your special visitor
comes, don't you?
All right.
All right.
Yeah, come in. Come in, come in.
Listen, thanks so much
for doing it.
I'll give you that now...
and the rest when I get back.
Yeah, all right.
- This might sound a bit weird.
- Trust me, it won't.
Can you tell him
your name is Cathy?
- Okay.
- Yeah? All right.
Is there something
wrong with him?
No, no, he's fine.
He just needs a bit
of looking after.
I'll just go out about.
Yeah, need a bit of a babysitter.
Who's this then?
Look who it is, hey?
It's Cathy!
That's right.
Go on, you'll be all right.
Jesus, Cath.
I missed you so much.
You'll be okay.
All right, I'm ready to talk.
It's okay.
You're okay.
You feel a little down?
Come on, that's it.
There you go.
That's nice.
I thought I'd lost you.
- I get so confused.
- It's all right.
You're all right.
Sit down.
You look nervous, Stuart.
If you lay a finger on me
or my family,
I sweat to God
you'll never see Frank again.
Don't you worry about them.
Just worry about yourself.
Come on, please.
I done what you said.
- We had a deal.
- I know, and I kept it.
I said I'd find him, that's all.
- I didn't agree to anything else.
- That's not up to you, Stuart.
You owe me.
- What you gonna do to him?
- That's none of your business.
Where is he?
I don't know what the story is.
All right?
I don't know how much he owes you,
but it's not worth it.
He hasn't got anything!
He's just a sick old man!
- I don't care.
- He doesn't even know who he is!
I went into the hospital
and I told him I was his son!
He totally believed me.
It's like he's a little kid.
- You can tell him anything.
- I never told you to do that.
All I'm saying is,
whatever you gonna do to him,
he don't deserve it.
You've got it all figured out,
haven't you, Stuart?
Look at your little brain
working away there.
You haven't got a fucking clue!
You'll never leave me,
will you, Cath?
- You're hurting me.
- Say you'll never leave.
Poor old Frank.
Did you feel sorry for him?
Did he make you cry?
You don't know Frank.
Stop it.
For God's sake, Frank,
what have you done?
Get off me. Get off me!
- Who are you?
- It's me!
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Stop it.
You're not my Cath.
I don't care who he was.
He's not the same person.
You can't punish him
- for something he don't remember.
- I'll make him remember.
Some things you don't forget.
What's wrong with you?
Coming to bed, Frank?
For Christ sake, Frank!
what have you done?
- Who are you?
- You'll burn the house down!
- I don't know you.
- Not now, you gotta help me!
- What you doing in my Dad's house?
- It's me, Cathy!
You're not my Cathy!
Stop it!
- I don't know you!
- Frank! You gotta help me!
Now, what you gonna do?
You gonna kill him?
You'd be doing him a favor.
Believe me, that's what he wants.
You think you know Frank.
You have no idea what he did.
- I don't know you!
- It's me, Cathy!
- Help me!
- I don't know you!
Of course you do! Not now!
Help me!
Who are you?
You're out of your depth, Stuart.
Just take me to him, please.
I'm not gonna do it, mate.
- What the fuck do you want?
- Fuck off! I won't do it!
Get out of my way!
Who are you?
It's me, Cathy, remember?
You're hurting me.
You're hurting me.
What have I done?
I'm sorry!
I'm gonna go now, okay?
It was me!
It was me!
- You gonna be all right?
- I'm sorry!
Look, please, Cath!
Forgive me, please!
Don't go, please.
Don't go.
Don't go.
Please, don't go.
Please, don't.
Please! Forgive me!
Why are you doing this?
He's nothing to you!
Frank, are you okay?
What's got into you?
Frank, come on, get up.
What are you doing
on the floor?
Get up.
Come on, we got to go.
Frank! Come on, get up.
We got to go.
We're leaving now, all right?
Come on.
Now what you've done?
What the fuck have you done?
No, no. What have you done?
What have you fucking done?
- No.
- Wake up!
Frank, wake up, mate!
You don't! Come on, wake up!
Fuck! I'm gonna phone
the hospital.
I'll phone the hospital.
You'll be all right, okay?
- Fuck, fuck!
- Jamie, don't.
Please, don't.
Let me sleep.
I just want to sleep.
You should go, son.
Leave me.
Frank, what have you
done that for?
Come on, hey?
- It's for the best.
- Yeah, for the best.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, for the best.
- I'll just fall asleep.
- Yeah, sleep, all right.
You need to sleep.
You go to sleep.
All right, Frank? Go to sleep.
Okay, Frank, get some sleep.
I want a drink.
- You want a drink?
- Yeah.
All right.
Here it comes.
Here it comes.
All right, okay, okay.
It's okay.
I love you, son.
All right, Frank.
Lovely, Dad, lovely.
You don't mind, do you?
It's just a camera.
Yeah, police?
You miss me, Jamie?
I miss you.
Every single day.
I'm proud of you, kid.
That's him.
He's my Dad.