Bouquet of Barbed Wire (2010) s01e03 Episode Script

Your father is shagging the junior.
He may wish he was doing it to you but he's actually doing it to her.
You were talking in your sleep.
Did I say anything incriminating? Paula.
I think my father and my husband are connected in a way neither of them want me to know about.
It's to do with my father's life up here.
Argh! Did this happen because of you? Is that my husband lying there like that because of you? I can resign.
That will show the banks that we are serious.
I believe this is the right time to stop.
You need your family more than you need me.
Coffee.
It's hot.
Don't burn yourself.
He's done that already.
I'll make some tea.
Prue.
I don't want people touching my things when I'm not here.
Hey, I'm not people.
Don't touch my things.
OK.
Look, while we've got a minute I'm not coming back to live here, Daddy.
I wasn't going to ask that.
Actually, that's exactly what I was going to ask.
Did you know Gavin when he was a child? That's a very peculiar question.
Of course I didn't.
Why do you ask? The purpose of this, of course, is to demonstrate that everything is normal.
You haven't fellated your son-in-law or anything.
For God's sake.
Shall I tell you why you did it? Your whole life, Cassandra, is spent gluing things together.
Move, please.
You're boiling, by the way.
You listen to me.
Nothing like that is ever, ever going to happen again.
Do you understand me? I have something I need to tell you.
I think I have .
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something to tell you first.
I've been having an affair.
You're not surprised? It's over, I'm not going to see her(SIGHS) .
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anymore.
What do we do, Cass? We're going to survive this.
That's what we are going to do.
What were you what were you going to say? (TEARFULLY) It's your birthday.
I was organising a surprise and it's expensive, and I thought I'd better tell you I've changed my mind now.
Oh.
You want me to tell you everything's going to be OK, don't you? Yeah, I do.
The night I went to see my grandmother, Gavin, she told me something very interesting.
Mm-hm? She said you used to visit her.
You started visiting her when I was seven! Six.
II starting visiting her when you were six.
This is to do with Paula, isn't it? You know, she was a great reader,Paula.
She had a book in her hand the night she was murdered.
I don't believe you.
Well, you best go ask Daddy.
Where's my dad? Prue.
Please, take a seat.
I don't want a seat, I want my father.
Interesting, isn't it, what some people know and others don't know? What do you know that I don't? What does my father tell you that he doesn't tell me? Did he mention Paula? No.
She was murdered.
I never heard your father speak about anyone called Paula.
My father was involved.
No.
In her death, somehow.
What do you mean, no, you've never even heard of the woman? Trust him, Prue.
He never hurt anyone.
Is my dad a good lover? Is my dad a good lover? Everything your father does is good.
How did you know I was here? Well, it's a pleasant surprise.
How are you feeling? You want to know how I feel? Well, I mean the baby.
How's it doing? Well I'mconstantly hungry .
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and whenever I do eat, I feel sick.
And I want sex all the time and it hurts like hell.
I've heard from a reliable source that giving birth is like trying to shit a melon.
Does it bother you, hearing all this stuff me? No.
Does anything bother you? Your husband bothers me, dismantling our family bit by bit.
Bollocks.
You're doing that.
Don't need any help from him.
(SIGHS) I saw Sarah again today.
Quite a babe.
What, you don't like that word "babe"? Give me another one.
Sorry.
What? That's your word? I'm sorry.
For everything.
Please .
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please be civilized.
I came looking for you to have an adult conversation.
But we can't.
Yes, we can.
You can't.
We can.
We can.
We can.
Isn't it sad, Daddy? We've come all this way and now we can't even talk.
(BABY CRIES IN PUSHCHAIR) They're all here in the waiting room.
All, yes.
The lovely Ian is also here.
Well done.
No.
What? I'm really sorry, I can't deal with it.
Dad? I'm not going back to school, am I? I meanthat's it, isn't it? You've taken me out.
Look, I know that you've lost your job .
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and that there's no more money.
It's OK.
Gavin told me.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) I I don't I I just (WAILS) (SOBBING) I just want (WAILS) I just Get your things together.
You're coming home with me.
This is my home.
No, Prue.
It's not safe for you here.
I know, Mum.
That's why I chose it.
You are not safe with your husband.
You think you're better off with yours? No, don't say that.
Oh.
(TEARFULLY) Please don't say that.
Mum, I'm really sorry, I didn't I didn't mean it.
I don't know what I'm saying.
(SOBS) Did you feel that? Yes.
I remember when you inside me.
Everyone was convinced you were a boy.
Only Dad thought you were a girl.
His girl.
I got so frightened, Prue.
I suddenly realised there was absolutely nothing I could get right in my life.
Except for you, maybe.
If I was quick.
(SOBS) I think perhaps we should have a drink.
(KNOCKING) (RAPID KNOCKING) (KNOCKING CONTINUES) Oh, God.
Dad? Just move, Gavin! Cass? Come with me.
Love you! Just take it easy! Take it easy! What? What exactly was the point of that? I'm looking for your mother.
Nothing.
That's all.
What are you doing? Have you been with Sarah tonight? No.
That's finished.
What is she? She's seven, no, she's eight years older than I am? Please.
What do you want from me? No, come on.
I justI just Oh, darling, I just want things to be the way they were.
That's all I want.
Until quite recently I would have known exactly what you meant by that.
And now I have no idea.
I don't know you anymore, Daddy.
Give me your hand.
Nothing's changed.
Darling, nothing has changed.
You scare me.
He's a crippled ship, Cassandra.
He's going under.
Don't let him drag you down with him.
I never meant for you to suffer.
I need to go home.
And I shall drive you.
You're over the limit, Cassandra, in so many ways.
That face is too loud.
Are you going to be sick? I haven't got the energy.
Where's Prue? She's gone to the library, which I find commendable.
She needs books.
And youneed tea.
Thanks.
And what do I need? Whatever it is, I seem to need it quite badly.
Turn it off, David, would you? Turn it off now! Yeah? Dad, please calm down.
I'm going to my room.
Cassie? David? I need coffee.
Thank you for bringing her back.
When are you going to come clean about what happened in Wakefield? What did you say? It must be burning a hole in your face, keeping that one in.
What? Cassiemight forgive you Get out of my house.
.
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Prue won't.
Catch.
Cassie? Has he gone? Yes, he's gone.
Thank God for that.
I don't care if I never see him again.
Peter, I know you're upset, but you know what? If you shout at me I'm not going to shout.
.
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that is it, OK? I've taken David out of school.
Before they tell me to come and pick him up.
I can't pay the fees.
I can't pay the mortgage on my flat.
And my credit card have been cancelled.
I've had to give up my partnership.
Has Sarah had to give up her work? No.
That doesn't seem like a terribly fair exchange, does it, really? You get to come in her a few times, she gets your career.
Cass, that is ugly.
Ugly? You think what I've just said is ugly? You stupid, pitiful, man.
Hello, Monique.
Hi.
Who's that with Giles? His lawyer.
Sarah's devised this new plan for the Axe.
Aah.
Peter.
Hello.
Are you winning? No one's winning.
One side's losing faster than the other, but the good guys are confident.
The good guys? Monique, would you mind going somewhere else for a moment? Sorry.
This is delicate.
Please don't make a scene.
I didn't come to make a scene.
I promise you.
Has Richard made you a partner yet? Senior partner.
Was that always the plan? Get me out, get my job, get my life? I'm just curious.
Hello, Richard.
I say this in a loving way, but if you screw this up for us I will bite your throat out.
Piss off.
I forgive you.
Splendid.
As far as I can see, Peter, you're not pissing off.
Thank you so much, that's wonderful, if we could just Sorry about that, Giles.
Who was she? When your fatherum was a student .
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he had an affair with a woman called Flora Kambona.
And Flora gave birth to a girl.
His child.
And the girl's name was Paula.
Your father rejected them both.
Um He had a degree to get and a career to start, and this was not what he had in mind.
But he could have made it work.
He chose not to.
Paula was(SIGHS) .
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Paula was put up for fostering, and umwhen she was taken in, eventually, it wasit was by a couple who already had a child on aon a semi-permanent basis.
A boy.
You.
Dr and Mrs Sorenson.
I waseleven .
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when they brought Paula home.
And she wasshe was nine.
And II loved her.
I loved her from the moment she held my hand.
Dr Sorenson, you see, he was a child psychologist.
And he was very taken with the idea of the longterm case study.
And I think I must have been a disappointment to him.
Cos after a couple of months, he started stubbing his cigarettes out on me.
What I found a little more difficult to take was when he started shagging Paula.
what happened? She got used to it.
And I got used to it.
What were we going to do, huh? We were going to complain? I'd tell her about the beautiful life that she was going to have.
But .
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I'd look at her and I'd think you could not design someone who was more destined to fail.
Vulnerable.
Abused.
I thought there's only one way out of this.
You've got to go and see your father, cos he's the one with the power.
And he's the one who can rescue you.
So you brought her to our house.
I told her to beg for his help.
And that's what she did.
He listened.
And then he shut the door again.
You were upstairs, in your bed.
Paula's little sister.
Six years old.
I could hear you singing.
She wouldn't come back with me .
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and that's when she was attacked.
When those bastards grabbed her .
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and shoved her in the back of their van, she was reading.
She was just walking along the road and reading.
Because .
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I'd told her I'd told her that she'd never be alone if she could read.
You tried your best to save her.
But you couldn't.
And you couldn't have Paula.
But you could have her sister.
You could have me.
And you could destroy my father.
PRUE: 'Paula Kambona.
' 'Is it true?' You turned her away.
Is that true? Yes.
Yes, it'sit's true.
I had a sister and you never even told me.
Oh, butI loved you, Prue.
You heartless shit.
I hate you.
It was because II loved you.
Just remember it's the last thing you ever heard me say to you.
I hate you! So all of this makes me what, Gavin? A means to an end? You have no idea how hard I've tried to love you.
Breathe.
Breathe.
I hope you die of cancer.
I hope you die coughing up your rotting bowels in a cancer ward, alone! In the meantime, just breathe.
Cos if you stop, you'll distress the baby! Oh, screw the baby! (SOBS) You turned your daughter away and she died? The whole bloody edifice of your obsession with Prue I do not love Prue out of guilt.
I will not have that said! Is there anything else that you will nothavesaidabout Prue? Be very careful what you say next.
Cos there are some things, Cassie, that if you say them, it just .
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it destroys everything.
If you say those things out loud, it destroys No! Cassie.
Cassie.
Gavin, I forgive you.
If we choose it, Gavin, we can have a future.
There's nothing that can't be healed.
Gavin? One thing One thing you have to understand .
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is that I'm not well.
All of you I wanted to show you.
Show us what? All of you pretending like life has damaged you! It's like it's some bloody fashion accessory.
Bourgeois angst! Well, nothing nothing ever damaged you! You want a bit of genuine damage, baby, huh? Well, refer to me.
Cos I am the fucking goods.
I can't love you! Cos I cannot love.
You can.
You can love me.
Gavin, you can love me.
Also, I fucked your mother on the sofa this morning! What? (WHIMPERS) (SOBS) (PHONE RINGS) Baby, don't move, darling.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Are you happy? Are you happy I called you and not my husband? (MOUTHS SILENTLY) I shut my eyes.
Oh, baby.
It's alright, darling.
It's alright.
Please.
Please, baby, please! (SOBS) I need you.
What was that? I need you.
I'm sorry, I thought what we needed in our lives was the truth.
Was that not the point of your crusade against my family? Well, here it is, Gavin.
Prue's dead.
Her child is motherless.
My husband is having a nervous breakdown.
I'm divorcing him for failing to tell me when she was lying dying in the road.
And here you are, snivelling because I won't let you put your hand up my skirt.
This is the truth you made.
I think I preferred the lies.
I do actually feel sorry for you.
You have that consolation.
But my God, you disgust me.
I allowed myself to be touched by you! (SOBS) (WAILS) The ertrue test of a man, Peter, is what he does when nobody's watching.
You turned your daughter from your door.
Your own child.
Thatthat wasn't good.
The Furies will have you for that.
I've had you for that.
Listen.
The hole left by Prue is blackand terrifyingly deep.
You cannot imagine how it can ever be filled.
I faced it when my mother died.
The truth is .
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it will never be filled, ever.
The emptiness and the pain will never go away.
But you can survive the loss.
OK.
I have to go.
But I will be back.
So will you come back? (LAUGHS) Look at his hands.
Where are we going? Home.
We're going home.
(SIGHS) And Gavin? Gavin can come and visit us whenever he likes.
I don't imagine that'll be that often.
And Dad? Dad and I will talk.
We'll work something out.
What? I just remembered, I organised a surprise for him.
It's his birthday today.