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<blockquote data-quote="James from London" data-source="post: 119170" data-attributes="member: 22"><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy: I struggle every day to get past those last memories of my Eric — all the hospital visiting, clinics, sitting waiting for the x-rays. Those last few weeks in the hospital — all the waiting in the corridors, the hushed voices, the smell of the place — I couldn't stand it. That last week, he never said a word. The life just slipped out of him.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy to Grant: I can't sit in [hospitals] without thinking of your dad. I swore I'd never do it again. He never came home with me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy on Eric: He died a broken man because of you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Johnny Allen: He was a loser.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil on Eric: When he died, I was glad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jimmie Broome: And what effect would you say this had on your own subsequent life?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: Screwed me up.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: When Dad died, it was tough. Everything's got a meaning and everywhere you look there's a reminder that they're never coming back.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy: When I lost my Eric, I was in a terrible state. I was all over the place. I couldn't be consoled. I thought I'd never hurt like that again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jackie Stone on Eric: I read about, you know, in the paper when he died. I was sorry about that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy to Phil: When your father died, the last thing I wanted was to organise the funeral, but you have to do it. It gets you through.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy on Sam: She was only a little girl when he died.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sam Mitchell: Do you know what I wanted to be when I was [ten]? A nurse.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lofty: When my gran passed on, I had an asthma attack. I had to stay home [from the funeral].</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dot on asthma: Ran in Charlie's family, you know. His sister died of a weak chest.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Phil: When I buried my old man, I found fifty bob in his pocket — two pound fifty for a lifetime's worth of hard graft.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Billy Mitchell to Grant: I know what happened with your dad [his violent nature], but you still cried your eyes out at his funeral, didn't you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dot on Phil and Grant: When their father died, her Eric, [Peggy] was all that they got left.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy on Eric: He made all the decisions in our lives and when he died, my life sort of stopped having any meaning. I couldn't work out what I was supposed to do, what I was around for. I thought I wouldn't be able to cope, but I did.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy: When Eric died, people couldn't do enough for me. Everyone wanted to know how I was — but they didn't, not really. Sometimes when people want you to be all right, they can't bear to think that you're not.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy to Phil: You're the one who's held everything together since your dad died.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Sam on Phil and Grant: When me dad died, they sort of looked after me and me mum.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Glenda Mitchell, mid-reminiscence: ... and sandcastles and that dinghy! I’ve got such a picture in my mind, Ronnie. You and Rox, hair all braided, brown as buttons, two weeks every August doing absolutely nothing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ronnie: Covered in cooking oil dancing to ’Agadoo’!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Glenda: That’s when tans were fashionable. Oh, and shiny little faces and those little shorts and those shiny white shell bracelets. Oh and the caravan loo getting blocked. Remember that year?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Ronnie: Yeah.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Glenda: Etched in my mind, those memories of the South of France - your father driving and sweating all the way from Calais down to Frejus. It’s one of the few times he properly paid us three some attention. That’s only because he was stuck in a car with us for half a week.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Mick Carter, looking round Purser’s Wood Farm and Caravan Site, Ramsgate: I spent many a happy summer on this caravan park.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dean Wicks: No wonder you got put into care!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Mick: [The family caravan] is called Seaview. It’s got a little plaque on the side of it. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Dean: They’re all so small. How’d you fit in?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Mick: Me and Tina used to stay in a tent on the outside. Used to love it. It was a little adventure. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Patrick Trueman on his former dancing partner Claudia Seagrove: The last time I saw her was in Leyton, that was about [1985]. She was walking down the High Road with she children there. She tell me I must come and check her out, but I never did — I don't know why.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lucas on the film "Mona Lisa”: I know where we saw it - Dalston.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise: Oh yeah, it was the summer before Chelsea was born.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise to Lucas: Your arms used to be such a safe place to be. That horrible little Abigail woman from down the bakery in Soho, you know, tried to bully me. That hassle with my mum. Your arms were the only place I could go to sleep, Lucas, the only place.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kim Fox: Mum [had a] B&B.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise, speaking to Kim in 2012: A B&B just like Mum’s old one, you said. Actually, it is just like Mum’s old one because I’m doing all the work.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise to her daughter Chelsea: I still remember the exact time and day I conceived you. Ten o’clock on a Tuesday. I also remember what you [Lucas] said to me that night. You said that you wanted dominion over me. I never knew what it meant but I liked the way you said it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Chelsea Fox: You didn’t go to university but you did all right.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise: Yeah but I don’t know a lot of stuff. I never had the opportunity.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max Branning: Schooled at the university of life, I was.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Nadim Abbasi, speaking in 2010: I didn’t go to university, didn’t do me any harm. Last year I turned over almost a million. But I started with nothing. Well, not quite nothing. My father gave me ten pounds. I had a market stall.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Syed Masood mimicking Nadim: “I started with 5p. Look at me now.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Bushra Abbasi, Nadim’s wife: I was always fond of Syed and so was my husband.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon Wicks: I borrowed some money. Fifteen hundred. I didn't borrow from a bank, they just laughed at me. I mean, what collateral did I have?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon: You see, me and my mates, we borrowed this money for the band. Loan sharks. It seemed all right at the time — borrow money to make money. That's the idea, isn't it, invest in the band, become a millionaire. We needed clothes and instruments. We had bookings. We could have paid it back. Everything went wrong. All the bookings we thought we had fell through. Then Dave and Pete, they were me mates — mates, eh? — they left me holding the debts. Great big horrible ones, the sort that get a bit bigger every day.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Rod Norman: When I was trying to get on in the music business, I'd run into all these would-be managers, would-be singers or whatever, and they'd be standing there giving me this spiel, and I'd look them in the eye and I'd think to meself, "Are you Elvis Presley, Phil Spector or Donald Duck?" Eventually, I realised that there weren't many Presleys, but there were an awful lot of ducks.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon to Eddie Hunter: When you left the band, you left me with a right load of problems. Debts, the lot.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Pat on Simon: He didn't come clean about the money till I found out he'd tried pinching from me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Pat: You helped yourself to my money, Simon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon: You called me a selfish little bastard. You were probably right, but it really hurt when you said that, Mum.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Pat: I was upset about the money.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon: I had no choice, did I?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Pat on Simon: He left home because he couldn't face up to the mess he'd got into.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Simon, speaking in 1985: I left home because of debts. They placed all the debts with one agency and now they're after me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Rod: I might have been a performer once, but to be honest I don't think I've got the bottle anymore, not after what I've seen — all them plans and dodgy managers, rotten contracts, and it all ended in fistfights in the dressing room and broken glass.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Barry Clark: All right, you lost your bottle, you ended up a roadie, but you still cared. You were still a part of it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Mary Smith: Who [were you a roadie] with?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Rod: Nobody you've ever heard of — The Issue, St Veronica & The Holy Sponges, The Boys From Planet Janet - second on the bill to everybody and falling apart by the time they hit Carlisle.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: I had this guitar when I was a kid. I saved every penny. It was acoustic, it was nice. I come home one day and Jack and all of his mates had formed a band. They must have been, I don’t know, twelve, thirteen. I saw red and I smashed it. I mean, I loved that guitar and I smashed it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jack: Max and Michael co-starred in a school production of “Grease” back in the day.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: It was either that or detention.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael Moon: Best mates ever since, eh Max?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Max: Weird that, isn’t it? Never stayed in touch after school.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael: When we were kids, me and Jack used to run up a tower block, out there somewhere in the sprawl, and the lifts wouldn’t work so we’d get to the top and you’d be so knackered and it would be like you were going to be sick, no safety rails or nothing, and you would stand on the top and you would ... and I’ll never forget the feeling of the whole city just laid out before me, the whole world, just waiting for me to conquer it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Janine Butcher: Some of us just made do with Barbies.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael: I’d never forget that feeling, that it could all belong to me — if only that bird hadn’t screwed me over, if only that business deal hadn’t gone sour, if only ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Janine: I didn’t even like dolls when I was little. I used to rip their heads off.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael to Jack: When we was kids — you know this — you don’t show [your emotions], you hide it, you hide it away, and that’s why, when it comes out, it’s all broken and wrong.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Jack on Michael’s sleepwalking: My mum used to call him Midnight Michael. He used to do loads of weird stuff. He used to try and get in bed with her and wake her up when she was already awake.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Eddie on Michael’s sleepwalking: It’s the only time you let me be your dad — bringing you back to bed, keeping you from harm.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Derek Branning: Michael’s used to waiting, aren’t you? It’s the story of his life. Always waiting he was, outside the bookies, outside the pub. You know, when I look back, that’s how I picture him, standing there waiting. Very gullible he was back then, weren’t you? Do you remember that time I got you to stand outside the phone box for two hours? Told him his dad was going to call him. And then I’d ring up and say things like, “Hello, is that the zoo?” And he’d be going, “Is that you, Daddy? Is that you, Dad?”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Janine: That’s not really very funny.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Derek: No, it was horrible of me, really cruel.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael on Derek: He chased some bullies away once.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice Branning: They were ganging up on you?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael: Yeah.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Alice: Don’t tell me — he didn’t want any competition.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Peggy: Men. You just can't work them out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Tiffany: My mum always used to say that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Chelsea: Did you ever think about aborting me when you first found out [you were pregnant]?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise: No, no. I wanted you more than anything.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Denise: I saw little Chelsea’s heart beat on her first scan and I never believed that I could feel love so hard for someone else — just, you know, wanting to protect someone.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carol to Bianca: I was just a kid when I was bringing up you and Robbie. I never had my twenties.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Bianca: Why was that? Because every bloke you met, you made a commitment to.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie Price: [Bianca] had a pretty rotten time growing up at home.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: I had a hard time when I was a kid. I used to look at families doing things like [playing together on the swings] and I used to wish I had what they had.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Andrea Price: Nobody can have a perfect childhood just like nobody can have a perfect mother.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: I understand that, but you didn't even try. You were so busy with your own problems you didn't even have time to notice me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Andrea to Natalie: Ever since I can remember, you've been a stubborn little ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: I was brought up by a mum who resented me, blamed me for the life she never had.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Andrea on Natalie: I never could get through to her as a child.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: You know that [tarmac] they put on the roads? One summer, it got so hot that it all melted. So I dipped me lolly stick in it and wrote me name on the wall. Still there, I think. I was only little though.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: I used to play [snooker] when I was a kid.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Roy Evans: Nat, you ever been a church goer?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: Sunday school when I was a kid.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Michael Moon: I haven’t been to church in years.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kat on Little Mo: She had these little ornaments she collected from a kid.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Lynne to Kat: You had [a figurine of a sleeping Buddha] when you was a kid.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Little Mo, looking at a music box with a figurine inside: We used to have one of these when I was kid. Kat snapped the head off.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Little Mo: I used to be really good at [arts and crafts] when I was at school.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kat: I was a teenager once meself - always trying to be something that you're not, looking at other girls thinking, "Why can't I be like them? More confident, more experienced."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey Trueman to Anthony: I've been warning you about girls like [Kat Slater] all your life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony Trueman: Ever since I was little, there's always been this holy grail — medicine, a profession, respect, a job worth doing. All my life, I've done what other people want me to do. I've always been what my mother wanted me to be.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: Ever since I was a kid, I've always done what Mum told me to — working, studying, staying in to do my homework, never playing out in the street with you and the other kids, listening to her, believing her when she said I was special, I was better than them.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul Trueman: Better than me, you mean.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul to Anthony: Even when we were kids, you always had the biggest room.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul to Anthony: You've always known who you were — what you were going to do, how it was going to be, all mapped out and that. I've never known any of that stuff. I don't know who I am, never have done.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony to Paul: I can remember lots of times I'd be sitting indoors and I could hear you lot kicking a ball around outside, laughing. I so wanted to be out there — and she knew I did and she'd look at me and I'd get my head back down in my books and I'd feel trapped.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul on Anthony: I seem to remember a time when he wanted to be just like me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: That's what you would like to think, but Anthony is smarter than you. He can do better things with his life than join street gang.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Then why was he with me that night, the night when everything went wrong?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey to Anthony: You were easily led as a child.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: Are you proud of yourself, leading a fifteen year old astray? Anthony wouldn't have been there in the first place if you hadn't dragged him along.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Oh come on, you really think I wanted my baby brother with me? He knew he didn't have any respect out there. That's why he begged me to come along.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Why did you beg to come along? You knew what we were going to do.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: I looked up to you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony to Paul: You stole the car.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey to Paul: You never even stopped when you hit that girl. Drunk and in a stolen car, you kept on going like a coward. I would never forget what you did that night. That poor girl was crippled for life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: It wasn't me driving the car that night. It was you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: I had to do it. You were all too drunk.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: And you would never do anything to break the law, would you? You were fifteen. You didn't even have a licence.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: That night when we drove into the girl, Anthony was driving the car, not me. He crashed it, not me. He injured her, not me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: I wanted to tell the truth.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: But you didn't, did you? And when the police arrested us that night, you couldn't even look the copper in the eye. You were too scared, worrying about what Mum might think when she found out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: The actual charges were driving under the influence, dangerous driving, failure to stop.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: I gave up eighteen months of my life for you. I helped you when you needed it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: I never asked you to do that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: I would have done anything for my little brother. I used to really love you, man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: I always thought I didn't know the whole truth.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: How did you know?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: He [Anthony] can hide his guilt from the police, but not from his mother.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey to Anthony: You were never any good at telling lies.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Then why [didn't] you ever [say] anything?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: You were older than him. You should have stopped him. Everywhere you took him, you got him into trouble. He had a gift, a God given gift. He had to be protected from you. So when the accident happened, I thought it was best if you were out of the way.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: You wanted me to go to prison?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: At least in prison I could guarantee you wouldn't ruin his life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Just mine instead.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: Your life was ruined long before that, Paul. You were a lost cause.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: If I had half the help [Anthony] had ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: I've always treated you both the same.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Maybe if you'd given me the same chances ...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey: I gave you the same chances, Paul. You wasted them.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Detective Inspector Riddick: You went to prison so your brother could have a future. What about you, Paul?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: I didn't matter.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DI Riddick: You weren't guilty.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Weren't I? I might not have run that girl over, but I was still guilty.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DI Riddick: Of what?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Breathing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: You were in prison?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Young offenders. Two years in Pentonville.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DI Riddick to Paul: You must have loved it — you did every second of your sentence. You kept on kicking off. I mean, most would have kept their heads down — been out in nine months, a year. Not you. You loved it so much you wanted to stay.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Loved it? You any idea what it's like in prison?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">DI Riddick: Well, the rooms are small. Not much of a view from the window. And when that key turns in the lock, it's just you and what's going on in your head.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul to Anthony: You, for all your fancy degrees and diplomas, I still learned to do one thing better than you — time. Except it wasn't mine, it was yours. You wouldn't have survived a minute in that place so I did your time for you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: If you took the rap for your brother and went to prison for him, then that's a good thing, surely?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Yeah, I know that's what it sounds like. All I was really doing was buying myself a meal ticket. See for years after, I reckoned he owed me. The things I did to him!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Natalie: Like what?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: Threatened him, blackmailed him. I even put him in hock for an old gambling debt. And after I made his life a misery, I started on everyone else — me mates, me mum.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Audrey on Paul: The shame he's brought on this family. That boy never could take responsibility for his own mess.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: All my life, I've screwed people over, lied to everyone I've ever cared for, looked out for no-one except me — Number One. I used to think it was because of me upbringing — growing up without a dad, being banged up at eighteen and all that — but in the end, I realised it was all because of me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul: You built your precious career on my back. You owed me, Ant.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony: I paid that debt every day, in here [points to his chest]. Not just for you, but for Mandy Dury whose life I really did destroy. She was sixteen. She had her whole life ahead of her. Because of me, she'll never walk again. I did that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Anthony to Paul: You always got the rough deal. I had so many chances and I never took them, Paul. I never told [Audrey] how brave you were, what a true brother you were to take the rap for me like that. I could have tried to tell her. I could have made her see. I was always too scared, though, too much of a coward to tell her the truth, to tell her what really happened in the car that night. I saw how she was with you and I didn't want her to stop loving me like that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Paul on Audrey: I could never get through to her. All them years, I reckoned if only she knew [the truth about the accident], maybe she'd think more of me — feel something, you know?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley Carter: I’m the cheating, lying slag that ruined your life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kevin Wicks: You’ve got that right.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: And you’ve never done anything wrong, have you, Kev? You’re just the man who women dump on. It’s no wonder that I had to look elsewhere.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley to her daughter Carly: Your dad was ... We never kept in touch. His name was Daniel, Danny.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: Danny who?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: Can’t remember. He’s just someone I met at a party. I’d had a bit to drink.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: You mean he’s a one-night stand?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: Yeah.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: My dad — the quick fumble up against the wall. What was his name again?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: Dan. He was a fireman, your dad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: Wearing his helmet and face mask when he met you, was he?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: He was in the boozer. All the lads used to use it from the station because it was just across the road.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: Where was this?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: Portsmouth. We all went down there, all the girls, for the weekend. I didn’t really go out with him. He was just somebody who caught my eye.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: How old was he?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: Twenties. He was good-looking. Where do you think you get your gorgeous blue eyes from?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: Did he know about me?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: No. I never saw him again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: What, sobered up, did he?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: He used to make me laugh. He used to have all the blokes in the station in stitches. He was really popular. He was a nice guy, your dad. I only knew the bloke for a weekend. I don’t even know what part of Plymouth it was.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Carly: Portsmouth. You said Portsmouth. Was any of it true?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley: He was good-looking.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Shirley on Carly’s father: He was some sweaty knee-trembler I had down the back of an alley and I can’t even remember what his face looks like.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 18px">Kevin, Robbie Jackson's schoolfriend, speaking in 1994: Do you remember when we were little kids, in Primary 2 or thereabouts? Remember when they took us on that school trip to see that panto? Mongo the Magician, he had a suit exactly like [the suit Robbie is currently wearing], only his shoes were a lot bigger.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="James from London, post: 119170, member: 22"] [SIZE=5]Peggy: I struggle every day to get past those last memories of my Eric — all the hospital visiting, clinics, sitting waiting for the x-rays. Those last few weeks in the hospital — all the waiting in the corridors, the hushed voices, the smell of the place — I couldn't stand it. That last week, he never said a word. The life just slipped out of him. Peggy to Grant: I can't sit in [hospitals] without thinking of your dad. I swore I'd never do it again. He never came home with me. Peggy on Eric: He died a broken man because of you. Johnny Allen: He was a loser. Phil on Eric: When he died, I was glad. Jimmie Broome: And what effect would you say this had on your own subsequent life? Phil: Screwed me up. Phil: When Dad died, it was tough. Everything's got a meaning and everywhere you look there's a reminder that they're never coming back. Peggy: When I lost my Eric, I was in a terrible state. I was all over the place. I couldn't be consoled. I thought I'd never hurt like that again. Jackie Stone on Eric: I read about, you know, in the paper when he died. I was sorry about that. Peggy to Phil: When your father died, the last thing I wanted was to organise the funeral, but you have to do it. It gets you through. Peggy on Sam: She was only a little girl when he died. Sam Mitchell: Do you know what I wanted to be when I was [ten]? A nurse. Lofty: When my gran passed on, I had an asthma attack. I had to stay home [from the funeral]. Dot on asthma: Ran in Charlie's family, you know. His sister died of a weak chest. Phil: When I buried my old man, I found fifty bob in his pocket — two pound fifty for a lifetime's worth of hard graft. Billy Mitchell to Grant: I know what happened with your dad [his violent nature], but you still cried your eyes out at his funeral, didn't you? Dot on Phil and Grant: When their father died, her Eric, [Peggy] was all that they got left. Peggy on Eric: He made all the decisions in our lives and when he died, my life sort of stopped having any meaning. I couldn't work out what I was supposed to do, what I was around for. I thought I wouldn't be able to cope, but I did. Peggy: When Eric died, people couldn't do enough for me. Everyone wanted to know how I was — but they didn't, not really. Sometimes when people want you to be all right, they can't bear to think that you're not. Peggy to Phil: You're the one who's held everything together since your dad died. Sam on Phil and Grant: When me dad died, they sort of looked after me and me mum. Glenda Mitchell, mid-reminiscence: ... and sandcastles and that dinghy! I’ve got such a picture in my mind, Ronnie. You and Rox, hair all braided, brown as buttons, two weeks every August doing absolutely nothing. Ronnie: Covered in cooking oil dancing to ’Agadoo’! Glenda: That’s when tans were fashionable. Oh, and shiny little faces and those little shorts and those shiny white shell bracelets. Oh and the caravan loo getting blocked. Remember that year? Ronnie: Yeah. Glenda: Etched in my mind, those memories of the South of France - your father driving and sweating all the way from Calais down to Frejus. It’s one of the few times he properly paid us three some attention. That’s only because he was stuck in a car with us for half a week. Mick Carter, looking round Purser’s Wood Farm and Caravan Site, Ramsgate: I spent many a happy summer on this caravan park. Dean Wicks: No wonder you got put into care! Mick: [The family caravan] is called Seaview. It’s got a little plaque on the side of it. Dean: They’re all so small. How’d you fit in? Mick: Me and Tina used to stay in a tent on the outside. Used to love it. It was a little adventure. Patrick Trueman on his former dancing partner Claudia Seagrove: The last time I saw her was in Leyton, that was about [1985]. She was walking down the High Road with she children there. She tell me I must come and check her out, but I never did — I don't know why. Lucas on the film "Mona Lisa”: I know where we saw it - Dalston. Denise: Oh yeah, it was the summer before Chelsea was born. Denise to Lucas: Your arms used to be such a safe place to be. That horrible little Abigail woman from down the bakery in Soho, you know, tried to bully me. That hassle with my mum. Your arms were the only place I could go to sleep, Lucas, the only place. Kim Fox: Mum [had a] B&B. Denise, speaking to Kim in 2012: A B&B just like Mum’s old one, you said. Actually, it is just like Mum’s old one because I’m doing all the work. Denise to her daughter Chelsea: I still remember the exact time and day I conceived you. Ten o’clock on a Tuesday. I also remember what you [Lucas] said to me that night. You said that you wanted dominion over me. I never knew what it meant but I liked the way you said it. Chelsea Fox: You didn’t go to university but you did all right. Denise: Yeah but I don’t know a lot of stuff. I never had the opportunity. Max Branning: Schooled at the university of life, I was. Nadim Abbasi, speaking in 2010: I didn’t go to university, didn’t do me any harm. Last year I turned over almost a million. But I started with nothing. Well, not quite nothing. My father gave me ten pounds. I had a market stall. Syed Masood mimicking Nadim: “I started with 5p. Look at me now.” Bushra Abbasi, Nadim’s wife: I was always fond of Syed and so was my husband. Simon Wicks: I borrowed some money. Fifteen hundred. I didn't borrow from a bank, they just laughed at me. I mean, what collateral did I have? Simon: You see, me and my mates, we borrowed this money for the band. Loan sharks. It seemed all right at the time — borrow money to make money. That's the idea, isn't it, invest in the band, become a millionaire. We needed clothes and instruments. We had bookings. We could have paid it back. Everything went wrong. All the bookings we thought we had fell through. Then Dave and Pete, they were me mates — mates, eh? — they left me holding the debts. Great big horrible ones, the sort that get a bit bigger every day. Rod Norman: When I was trying to get on in the music business, I'd run into all these would-be managers, would-be singers or whatever, and they'd be standing there giving me this spiel, and I'd look them in the eye and I'd think to meself, "Are you Elvis Presley, Phil Spector or Donald Duck?" Eventually, I realised that there weren't many Presleys, but there were an awful lot of ducks. Simon to Eddie Hunter: When you left the band, you left me with a right load of problems. Debts, the lot. Pat on Simon: He didn't come clean about the money till I found out he'd tried pinching from me. Pat: You helped yourself to my money, Simon. Simon: You called me a selfish little bastard. You were probably right, but it really hurt when you said that, Mum. Pat: I was upset about the money. Simon: I had no choice, did I? Pat on Simon: He left home because he couldn't face up to the mess he'd got into. Simon, speaking in 1985: I left home because of debts. They placed all the debts with one agency and now they're after me. Rod: I might have been a performer once, but to be honest I don't think I've got the bottle anymore, not after what I've seen — all them plans and dodgy managers, rotten contracts, and it all ended in fistfights in the dressing room and broken glass. Barry Clark: All right, you lost your bottle, you ended up a roadie, but you still cared. You were still a part of it. Mary Smith: Who [were you a roadie] with? Rod: Nobody you've ever heard of — The Issue, St Veronica & The Holy Sponges, The Boys From Planet Janet - second on the bill to everybody and falling apart by the time they hit Carlisle. Max: I had this guitar when I was a kid. I saved every penny. It was acoustic, it was nice. I come home one day and Jack and all of his mates had formed a band. They must have been, I don’t know, twelve, thirteen. I saw red and I smashed it. I mean, I loved that guitar and I smashed it. Jack: Max and Michael co-starred in a school production of “Grease” back in the day. Max: It was either that or detention. Michael Moon: Best mates ever since, eh Max? Max: Weird that, isn’t it? Never stayed in touch after school. Michael: When we were kids, me and Jack used to run up a tower block, out there somewhere in the sprawl, and the lifts wouldn’t work so we’d get to the top and you’d be so knackered and it would be like you were going to be sick, no safety rails or nothing, and you would stand on the top and you would ... and I’ll never forget the feeling of the whole city just laid out before me, the whole world, just waiting for me to conquer it. Janine Butcher: Some of us just made do with Barbies. Michael: I’d never forget that feeling, that it could all belong to me — if only that bird hadn’t screwed me over, if only that business deal hadn’t gone sour, if only ... Janine: I didn’t even like dolls when I was little. I used to rip their heads off. Michael to Jack: When we was kids — you know this — you don’t show [your emotions], you hide it, you hide it away, and that’s why, when it comes out, it’s all broken and wrong. Jack on Michael’s sleepwalking: My mum used to call him Midnight Michael. He used to do loads of weird stuff. He used to try and get in bed with her and wake her up when she was already awake. Eddie on Michael’s sleepwalking: It’s the only time you let me be your dad — bringing you back to bed, keeping you from harm. Derek Branning: Michael’s used to waiting, aren’t you? It’s the story of his life. Always waiting he was, outside the bookies, outside the pub. You know, when I look back, that’s how I picture him, standing there waiting. Very gullible he was back then, weren’t you? Do you remember that time I got you to stand outside the phone box for two hours? Told him his dad was going to call him. And then I’d ring up and say things like, “Hello, is that the zoo?” And he’d be going, “Is that you, Daddy? Is that you, Dad?” Janine: That’s not really very funny. Derek: No, it was horrible of me, really cruel. Michael on Derek: He chased some bullies away once. Alice Branning: They were ganging up on you? Michael: Yeah. Alice: Don’t tell me — he didn’t want any competition. Peggy: Men. You just can't work them out. Tiffany: My mum always used to say that. Chelsea: Did you ever think about aborting me when you first found out [you were pregnant]? Denise: No, no. I wanted you more than anything. Denise: I saw little Chelsea’s heart beat on her first scan and I never believed that I could feel love so hard for someone else — just, you know, wanting to protect someone. Carol to Bianca: I was just a kid when I was bringing up you and Robbie. I never had my twenties. Bianca: Why was that? Because every bloke you met, you made a commitment to. Natalie Price: [Bianca] had a pretty rotten time growing up at home. Natalie: I had a hard time when I was a kid. I used to look at families doing things like [playing together on the swings] and I used to wish I had what they had. Andrea Price: Nobody can have a perfect childhood just like nobody can have a perfect mother. Natalie: I understand that, but you didn't even try. You were so busy with your own problems you didn't even have time to notice me. Andrea to Natalie: Ever since I can remember, you've been a stubborn little ... Natalie: I was brought up by a mum who resented me, blamed me for the life she never had. Andrea on Natalie: I never could get through to her as a child. Natalie: You know that [tarmac] they put on the roads? One summer, it got so hot that it all melted. So I dipped me lolly stick in it and wrote me name on the wall. Still there, I think. I was only little though. Natalie: I used to play [snooker] when I was a kid. Roy Evans: Nat, you ever been a church goer? Natalie: Sunday school when I was a kid. Michael Moon: I haven’t been to church in years. Kat on Little Mo: She had these little ornaments she collected from a kid. Lynne to Kat: You had [a figurine of a sleeping Buddha] when you was a kid. Little Mo, looking at a music box with a figurine inside: We used to have one of these when I was kid. Kat snapped the head off. Little Mo: I used to be really good at [arts and crafts] when I was at school. Kat: I was a teenager once meself - always trying to be something that you're not, looking at other girls thinking, "Why can't I be like them? More confident, more experienced." Audrey Trueman to Anthony: I've been warning you about girls like [Kat Slater] all your life. Anthony Trueman: Ever since I was little, there's always been this holy grail — medicine, a profession, respect, a job worth doing. All my life, I've done what other people want me to do. I've always been what my mother wanted me to be. Anthony: Ever since I was a kid, I've always done what Mum told me to — working, studying, staying in to do my homework, never playing out in the street with you and the other kids, listening to her, believing her when she said I was special, I was better than them. Paul Trueman: Better than me, you mean. Paul to Anthony: Even when we were kids, you always had the biggest room. Paul to Anthony: You've always known who you were — what you were going to do, how it was going to be, all mapped out and that. I've never known any of that stuff. I don't know who I am, never have done. Anthony to Paul: I can remember lots of times I'd be sitting indoors and I could hear you lot kicking a ball around outside, laughing. I so wanted to be out there — and she knew I did and she'd look at me and I'd get my head back down in my books and I'd feel trapped. Paul on Anthony: I seem to remember a time when he wanted to be just like me. Audrey: That's what you would like to think, but Anthony is smarter than you. He can do better things with his life than join street gang. Paul: Then why was he with me that night, the night when everything went wrong? Audrey to Anthony: You were easily led as a child. Audrey: Are you proud of yourself, leading a fifteen year old astray? Anthony wouldn't have been there in the first place if you hadn't dragged him along. Paul: Oh come on, you really think I wanted my baby brother with me? He knew he didn't have any respect out there. That's why he begged me to come along. Paul: Why did you beg to come along? You knew what we were going to do. Anthony: I looked up to you. Anthony to Paul: You stole the car. Audrey to Paul: You never even stopped when you hit that girl. Drunk and in a stolen car, you kept on going like a coward. I would never forget what you did that night. That poor girl was crippled for life. Paul: It wasn't me driving the car that night. It was you. Anthony: I had to do it. You were all too drunk. Paul: And you would never do anything to break the law, would you? You were fifteen. You didn't even have a licence. Paul: That night when we drove into the girl, Anthony was driving the car, not me. He crashed it, not me. He injured her, not me. Anthony: I wanted to tell the truth. Paul: But you didn't, did you? And when the police arrested us that night, you couldn't even look the copper in the eye. You were too scared, worrying about what Mum might think when she found out. Paul: The actual charges were driving under the influence, dangerous driving, failure to stop. Paul: I gave up eighteen months of my life for you. I helped you when you needed it. Anthony: I never asked you to do that. Paul: I would have done anything for my little brother. I used to really love you, man. Audrey: I always thought I didn't know the whole truth. Paul: How did you know? Audrey: He [Anthony] can hide his guilt from the police, but not from his mother. Audrey to Anthony: You were never any good at telling lies. Paul: Then why [didn't] you ever [say] anything? Audrey: You were older than him. You should have stopped him. Everywhere you took him, you got him into trouble. He had a gift, a God given gift. He had to be protected from you. So when the accident happened, I thought it was best if you were out of the way. Paul: You wanted me to go to prison? Audrey: At least in prison I could guarantee you wouldn't ruin his life. Paul: Just mine instead. Audrey: Your life was ruined long before that, Paul. You were a lost cause. Paul: If I had half the help [Anthony] had ... Audrey: I've always treated you both the same. Paul: Maybe if you'd given me the same chances ... Audrey: I gave you the same chances, Paul. You wasted them. Detective Inspector Riddick: You went to prison so your brother could have a future. What about you, Paul? Paul: I didn't matter. DI Riddick: You weren't guilty. Paul: Weren't I? I might not have run that girl over, but I was still guilty. DI Riddick: Of what? Paul: Breathing. Natalie: You were in prison? Paul: Young offenders. Two years in Pentonville. DI Riddick to Paul: You must have loved it — you did every second of your sentence. You kept on kicking off. I mean, most would have kept their heads down — been out in nine months, a year. Not you. You loved it so much you wanted to stay. Paul: Loved it? You any idea what it's like in prison? DI Riddick: Well, the rooms are small. Not much of a view from the window. And when that key turns in the lock, it's just you and what's going on in your head. Paul to Anthony: You, for all your fancy degrees and diplomas, I still learned to do one thing better than you — time. Except it wasn't mine, it was yours. You wouldn't have survived a minute in that place so I did your time for you. Natalie: If you took the rap for your brother and went to prison for him, then that's a good thing, surely? Paul: Yeah, I know that's what it sounds like. All I was really doing was buying myself a meal ticket. See for years after, I reckoned he owed me. The things I did to him! Natalie: Like what? Paul: Threatened him, blackmailed him. I even put him in hock for an old gambling debt. And after I made his life a misery, I started on everyone else — me mates, me mum. Audrey on Paul: The shame he's brought on this family. That boy never could take responsibility for his own mess. Paul: All my life, I've screwed people over, lied to everyone I've ever cared for, looked out for no-one except me — Number One. I used to think it was because of me upbringing — growing up without a dad, being banged up at eighteen and all that — but in the end, I realised it was all because of me. Paul: You built your precious career on my back. You owed me, Ant. Anthony: I paid that debt every day, in here [points to his chest]. Not just for you, but for Mandy Dury whose life I really did destroy. She was sixteen. She had her whole life ahead of her. Because of me, she'll never walk again. I did that. Anthony to Paul: You always got the rough deal. I had so many chances and I never took them, Paul. I never told [Audrey] how brave you were, what a true brother you were to take the rap for me like that. I could have tried to tell her. I could have made her see. I was always too scared, though, too much of a coward to tell her the truth, to tell her what really happened in the car that night. I saw how she was with you and I didn't want her to stop loving me like that. Paul on Audrey: I could never get through to her. All them years, I reckoned if only she knew [the truth about the accident], maybe she'd think more of me — feel something, you know? Shirley Carter: I’m the cheating, lying slag that ruined your life. Kevin Wicks: You’ve got that right. Shirley: And you’ve never done anything wrong, have you, Kev? You’re just the man who women dump on. It’s no wonder that I had to look elsewhere. Shirley to her daughter Carly: Your dad was ... We never kept in touch. His name was Daniel, Danny. Carly: Danny who? Shirley: Can’t remember. He’s just someone I met at a party. I’d had a bit to drink. Carly: You mean he’s a one-night stand? Shirley: Yeah. Carly: My dad — the quick fumble up against the wall. What was his name again? Shirley: Dan. He was a fireman, your dad. Carly: Wearing his helmet and face mask when he met you, was he? Shirley: He was in the boozer. All the lads used to use it from the station because it was just across the road. Carly: Where was this? Shirley: Portsmouth. We all went down there, all the girls, for the weekend. I didn’t really go out with him. He was just somebody who caught my eye. Carly: How old was he? Shirley: Twenties. He was good-looking. Where do you think you get your gorgeous blue eyes from? Carly: Did he know about me? Shirley: No. I never saw him again. Carly: What, sobered up, did he? Shirley: He used to make me laugh. He used to have all the blokes in the station in stitches. He was really popular. He was a nice guy, your dad. I only knew the bloke for a weekend. I don’t even know what part of Plymouth it was. Carly: Portsmouth. You said Portsmouth. Was any of it true? Shirley: He was good-looking. Shirley on Carly’s father: He was some sweaty knee-trembler I had down the back of an alley and I can’t even remember what his face looks like. Kevin, Robbie Jackson's schoolfriend, speaking in 1994: Do you remember when we were little kids, in Primary 2 or thereabouts? Remember when they took us on that school trip to see that panto? Mongo the Magician, he had a suit exactly like [the suit Robbie is currently wearing], only his shoes were a lot bigger.[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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