The Heights (2019) s01e28 Episode Script

Episode 28

Previously on the Heights I quit.
I can't work here anymore.
You broke something.
But I don't see how we can fix this.
So it's over? I can't be a mother.
It's not fair on the baby.
That's why adoption was always the plan.
Together you only own two-thirds of the pub.
Your sister owns the other third.
You all need to sign off on any sale.
Where the hell have you been? And you're OK? Yeah, I am.
I'm good, Mum.
Who's this? Ah, Sebastian.
And you're Ah we're Oh! Right.
Well, it's nice to meet you.
Can I hold him? Of course you can.
He's so I know.
He's perfect isn't he? He's beautiful.
He looks just like you.
It's getting late.
- He's due for bed so - Oh, right.
Come on.
Where you staying? I was kind of hoping Yeah, of course.
You can stay here if you want.
I can set a bed up in the storeroom.
We said stick together.
Oh, it's good to have a bit of time with your mum, yeah? Alright, let's get you home, then.
Come on.
It's good to have you back.
All your things are still there, plus Patch's stuff.
So I just put him to bed? His cot.
We can move it in with me, if you like? - Someone familiar.
- No.
I want to learn.
He'll need changing.
And then just tuck him into a swaddle.
That's it? Lie him on his back.
A few pats, he should go right off.
Too easy.
I've had plenty of practice.
Don't be.
You're right.
You've done a lot for him.
What were you thinking, Shannon? When you walked out of that hospital, what were you thinking? I wasn't.
Not hearing from you.
All those messages I left you.
I know.
I just wanted one text.
Just one, to say you were OK.
I left my baby, Mum.
Abandoned him.
You clean? I haven't touched a thing.
We're just worried, Shan.
I was.
I thought I'm sorry, Mum.
I really am.
But I'm OK.
I'm good.
Bed's good to go.
Cheers for that.
Shannon said you were a good guy.
Really? Doesn't sound like her.
Well, maybe not in those exact words but Talks about you a lot.
Looks up to you.
So are you from Port Henry? Nah, just there to earn a bit of cash.
By picking fruit? Did a bit of labouring.
Whatever I can get, really.
From Melbourne originally.
Pretty far from home.
Well, Port Henry with Shannon, that's home now.
So I'm a little bit tipsy.
I can see that.
Turns out Pippa's husband knows a bit about Aussie wine.
Hello! Hey.
Lottie, this is Seb.
Shannon's boyfriend.
Boyfriend? Shannon?! She's at Mum's.
Looks like I've missed out on an interesting night.
We will leave you to it.
We're just in there if you need anything.
Nice to meet you.
- Goodnight.
- Night.
Please tell me you have chicken rice paper rolls.
Whatever's there.
Well, no, I can only see the prawn.
I can make you fresh ones.
Oh, no, it's fine.
I'll just get a can of soup.
You can have these.
What's this? Mark came in last night to look for fish fingers.
They just came in.
No, I don't I don't want fish fingers.
It's OK.
I just want my customer to be happy.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Good sleep? Bloody long time since I've woken up naturally.
Better get his breakfast going.
He's had it.
He had a bottle when he woke up, and I did him some pear for solids.
I just looked it up in that book.
You loved it, didn't you, Patch? He's a good eater.
Wasn't always.
Maybe not such a good sleeper, though.
Up a bit were you? Maybe five times? I know I should be exhausted, but it's like being with him gives me energy or something.
Anyway, I was thinking of taking him for a walk.
If that's cool with you? Course.
Hear that, Patch? We're going to get out of your Gran's hair, and that way she can have the whole day to herself.
What's that? I'm Nanna.
Say goodbye to your nanna.
We're off.
Whee! So what happen now? I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I just I get up, I make breakfast, I get the kids organised, I go to work, I get home and make dinner.
I just, I thought that if I could keep really busy then I would forget.
And then I get a reminder.
Like the fish fingers.
And I know it's coming.
It's like It's like a wave, and it's building, and it's getting stronger, and just, it feels like it's going to smash me.
I don't know if I'm going to be able to cope.
I don't know if I can do this on my own.
I did.
When my husband die, I let myself grieve for one day.
One day? I had a child who needed me.
This maybe over, this maybe not.
But you need to control your life.
No-one else will do it for you.
Hey, moll.
What the hell are you wearing? You remember me.
Jesus, I could kill you! Had a few texts from her.
Called her last week.
How did that go? OK.
Bit awkward.
Give it time.
It's just weird you know? Actually having a sister to call.
Kind of nice, though.
Yeah? Yeah.
It is.
Mm? Mm.
Got a bit of time on your hands, have you? You could say that.
Considered a hobby? Ah, not really the knitting type.
What about book club? Because I need an excuse to start drinking wine before midday.
Well, if you're really that bored, have I got a challenge for you.
They'll take my flat, make no mistake.
Won't rest until I'm destitute, given half the chance.
It's what they want.
Guarantee it.
- What the hell are you talking about? - Those.
Those letters.
Vicious, awful things.
They want to take the lot and put me into jail for good measure.
I can't go inside, Leonie.
I'd never make it.
I'm I'm a man of letters.
A lover of poets.
These are bills.
Missives from the very depths of hell, they are.
Satan himself wouldn't pen such Watto, shut up.
I'll leave you to it.
I'm not a criminal.
With a face like mine, they'd eat me alive in there.
Seb, Ana.
- Ana.
- Hi.
The amount Shannon talks about you, I feel like I already know you.
Yeah good to meet you too.
- How was your night? - Yeah, it was fine.
Storeroom was surprisingly comfy.
What about yours? Your mum give you any grief? Shannon? Yeah.
And you are? I'm Lottie, Ryan's girlfriend.
For real? Kept that quiet, didn't ya? So you're a Pom? I am.
How long you been here? Couple of months now.
So, what, do you live here now, or? Here for now, I guess.
Glad to see you made him get rid of that stupid vest.
Vest? You should have seen him when he first got back.
He looked ridiculous.
Is that the one we got you on Brick Lane? Ah I sort of made him bin it.
Ah, these are last month's numbers.
Thank you, Renee.
You can head home.
Do you know how much you spent on overtime? I guess it's in the doc you just gave me.
About the same as it would cost to bring on another permanent staff member.
And have some left over.
Is that right? Bring me on.
Permanent part-time.
Overtime goes down, people are not working as hard, they're less stressed and they're better at their jobs.
Why wouldn't I just advertise it? Because I'm good.
You want productivity, you want time management, then hire a woman who has to get two kids dressed and out the door in the morning.
Well, I'll think about it.
No, think about it now.
Well, can I look at the numbers? For God's sake, Bobby, just say yes.
I've got to get dinner on.
Signor Fish and Chairman Meow.
You and Ryan never change.
He thought he had me beat for a while.
Well, now that Bilbo Baggins is back in town, you're both screwed.
How's my young fella? Yeah, you treating this lot right? He's been an absolute angel.
Am I wasting my time being here? No.
Your sister didn't know who I was, and your mum didn't either when I met her.
That's not that's not because of you.
I want to feel like I'm part of your life.
- You are.
- And I mean it, Ryan.
I put everything on hold to be here, - and if you don't want me here - I do want you here.
Fine number 8-4-2-7-8.
Malachy Watson.
Yes, I'll hold.
Seriously, Watto, just pay your fines.
I'm not going to indulge in what this nanny state is becoming.
Oh, for God's sake, it's not a political issue.
Everything of the people is political.
Pay your fines.
How am I supposed to pay a $100 fine when I can't even afford a a $3.
20 bus fare? What are you? You get the bus all the time.
And I budget for it twice a week.
One to visit Mam at the home, one to the RSL to visit the lads.
- So you do buy tickets.
- Of course I buy tickets! But that week, Mam had a fall, so I had to go back.
What am I supposed to do, not visit me injured Mam because I can't afford a bus ticket? And the one time I didn't have the money on me they Yes, I'm here.
What do you mean there's nothing you can do? No, it's up to thousands.
He can't pay that.
Tell tell them OK, here's the situation as I see it.
Your ticket inspectors have fined an old man, despite clear compassionate grounds for an on-the-spot waiver.
They ignored those grounds, expressed clearly at the time.
Do not interrupt me.
Then your debt collector goons send a series of letters that start off nasty and end up so threatening they clearly constitute harassment.
And that is something I am confident a magistrate would agree with.
So your options, as I see them, are to do something about Mr Watson's fine, or we take legal action, and put a blow torch to every fine given out in the last five years by your little squadron of standover men.
No, I will not hold.
You can take it down to the original fine.
Let me confer with my client.
He's happy with that.
Thank you.
I'll lend you the money, but you're paying me back in instalments.
Nobel prize.
You not working today? Ah, no.
Day off.
Oh, two in a row.
Lucky you.
Ah, probably should head off, though.
Got stuff to do at home.
- I'll see you later? - Uh-huh.
- Mwah! - Love ya.
Love you too.
- Right, nice meeting ya.
- See you.
See ya.
See ya.
Bit weird, isn't it? Us three in the same room.
It's been a while.
Yeah, it has.
You really have done a great job with the place.
Ryan did most of it.
And you hung around? I thought I'd give Mum a hand.
Plus you couldn't go back 'cause you needed me here to sell.
You need all three signatures to sell the pub, right? I didn't tell her.
Bill did.
Before he died.
And you didn't think to mention it? Wait, Bill didn't tell you? - Sorry, Mum.
Grandad was - I know what he was.
Well, I guess the good news is, I'm here now, so we can finally sell.
You've been here for two minutes, and you're already calling the shots.
What? Your brother put his heart into this place.
- Mum, we - You did! You stayed, you did all this.
And she thinks she can just waltz in and reap the benefit.
- Hey, steady on.
- It's OK.
I don't understand.
Isn't selling what you always wanted? What I really wanted was a daughter who didn't run off and leave everyone else to clean up her mess.
- Where do you hide the good stuff? - Sorry? You know, champers, single malt, something to celebrate with.
Celebrate? Ah, box wine.
I thought you were classier than that.
Ah, you thought wrong.
Suppose it'll have to do.
Found yourself a fan there.
I just got him out of a fine.
You know you're going to have everyone at the towers knocking on your door now.
Wouldn't be so bad.
I like helping actual people.
Don't get that in corporate law.
So you found your hobby, then.
Would it be totally insane to do this full-time? No.
That's a great idea.
Work for myself.
In legal support.
I mean, I know this stuff.
Why not use it? Here's to the Ruth Bader Ginsburg of Arcadia.
Hey, peanut.
You alright? I had a nightmare.
Oh, sweetheart.
You want to come in here? There you go.
Come here.
You know when you were little, you slept in with me for almost a year.
- Really? - Yeah.
You decided that you didn't like your bed, so your Dad took it, and you stayed with me.
No, I loved it.
Having you sleeping next to me, snuffling away all night.
Mum? Mmm? Where's Dad? You'll see him tomorrow.
I didn't really have a nightmare.
I'm thrilled.
Of course I am.
She's alive.
She wants to be Patch's Mum.
It's what I wanted.
Then what's the problem? I can't just pretend like it's all OK.
I can't just switch it off.
I get it.
But at some point you're going to have to forgive her.
No, I do forgive her.
I forgave her the moment she walked in.
But she's a flake, Max.
She left that baby twice.
And now she's back, says she's all fixed.
I mean bugger forgiveness.
I don't know whether to believe her! I'm scared for her.
Remember, your blood runs through your daughter.
That's what I'm afraid of.
The night Shannon left, you sat right there in that bath, and told me you couldn't take little Patch.
And you believed it.
But you did it.
You pulled yourself up by the bootstraps, and you turned up for that little fella.
You're a strong woman, Hazel.
You want to know my theory? Nah, never.
Murphy's always come good in the end.
They just need a little song and dance first.
You're really good with him.
You think? Do you think Seb is keen? For what? For this? He loves kids.
We've talked about having our own.
Obviously not right now.
But, you know, someday.
What's the deal with you and Lottie? What do you mean? It's a big call, moving across the globe to live in the back room of a pub.
What can I say? I am just that lovable.
It's not forever.
Do you like Seb? Well, I've only just met him, but he seems to make you happy.
He does.
I never thought I'd have that, you know? Yeah.
I feel like I've got a second chance.
Me and Seb and Patch, we can make a real go of it.
I'm sorry about before.
Don't be.
You were right.
I did disappear on you guys.
Left you to deal with everything.
Yeah, well, running away is what we do best.
What do you think? About selling? It has always been the plan.
Let's do it.
From Embleton.
Can we open it? No way.
No, Kam has to.
You'll never get a better price than this.
You see, I don't want this.
Mark, you're gonna have to accept this.
- I don't accept it! - Shh! I just feel like I should aim for something more.
You know if you stay, you're going to turn into her.