your auntie angela's here. hi, auntie angela. hiya. hi, darling, how was your day? all right. all right's all right, isn't it? what's for tea? i thought i'd send out, to be honest. can we have chinese? you're a bit late back. oh, yeah, traffic was bad. i said it would be that, but, you know, next time you're running a bit late, just give us a ring on the old moby, eh? yeah, sorry. no, that's all right, darling. you're fine. next time. i'm a bit tired, so i'm gonna switch my brain off. he seems fine. why? is he having problems? no. no, no, just normal boy stuff. karen: give it! it's mine! your turn. why don't i have a crack at the sink? your turn. go, now. it's mine! give it now! what are you two-- she started it! i haven't even asked who started it. but he called me a bad word! he called me lezza, which i don't like. he called me a lezza, which i really don't like, and a toss piece. i especially don't like lezza. for your information, lezza isn't a bad word. it is a bad word, ben. it is very, very unkind, and you don't even know what it means. i do. a lezza is a lady who likes

dad, is auntie angela coming to the wedding? well... she hasn't replied to the invitation, and america's a long way away, so... you never really know with auntie angela, so. god, i hope mum and her don't have another fight. well, it wasn't really a fight, exactly, was it? no shovels involved. no, but there was shouting and screaming and swearing, a lot of swearing. all sisters have these little disagreements, and i'm sure that if she does come, they'll both be very civilized about it. anyway, she probably won't come. bollocks! the present. sue: god! you okay? no! that was dad. he's forgotten all about the wedding, and he's still in his pajamas. i've got a thumping headache, and karen's faffing about with her dress. karen, where are you off to? i need to wee. okay, do you need help with your dress and stuff? i'm six. okay, but don't slide the bolt across, 'cause it's stiff. what? i said... can you make sure that you don't slide the-- ( click, thump ) ...bolt across. okay. uh, karen, darling, listen, could you, uh, can you do me a favor?

well, they tend to be when your auntie angela comes round, yeah.i'm gonna go get some milk 'cause i can't sleep properly. are you worried about something? school or...? hey, dad, i told you that's all sorted. well, it has been since i've made friends with connor. connor? well, yeah, he's huge. almost as big as you dad. making friends with the big kid, eh? that's smart. so preston's not bothering you anymore? no, no. not since connor beat him up in the changing rooms. no. really. that's so cool, jake. he got the big kid to beat him up. yeah. we can't condone that. no, we can't condone that, no. it's resourceful, though, isn't it? but wrong. well, it's wrong, yeah. it's very wrong. mind you, that kid preston, he had it coming, didn't he? pete! it's wrong. you can't meet violence with violence. not often, no... okay, never... rarely. ( sighs ) we're going to have to speak to him. yeah, but not now, eh? has all the shouting stopped? i'm sorry i shouted at you. that was very wrong of me, wasn't it? yes, that was very wrong of you. you won't leave home a

is auntie angela american? no! crisp, anyone?( happy chatter ) jake, would you rather be a pig or a rabbit? a pig. i wouldn't want all those kids picking me up. dad says that he's worried that you're a bully. he's not worried that i'm a bully, he's worried that i'm being bullied. to be honest, i'm getting rather fed up with your questions. i know how to stop it, though. ( cell phone beeps ) oh, bloody hell! what is it? it's another disgusting text. from kemal? probably. he's not using his own mobile. you can't trace the calls. it's like the website. you know, you can't trace it. well, he's not that stupid, then, is he? no, he's not stupid. it's... what website? oh. you know, the... it's probably best to-- what's on it? um... there's... sort of a cartoon of you, of you with animals. only it doesn't look like you. no one would know it was you if you didn't have your name on the axe. what axe? the one in your head. god. i'll bet it's that bloody kemal again. you know, he thinks he's bloody invulnerable because his dad's on the counc

oh, mum, i meant to tell you earlier, but auntie angela rang. when? uh, today. which part of today?h. why can't anybody write anything down? did she say what it was about? mm. oh! no. she may have had a problem with granddad, you see. she's not used to looking after him. oh, i doubt it. she seems to be coping really well, which is good, isn't it? i'm going to go and watch the big telly. well, it is good, isn't it? i mean, for all of us. of course it's good, i know that. i do understand, you know. understand what? well, you've been looking after your dad for ages. your sister breezes in and just takes over. it's only human nature that you're gonna feel a bit... a bit what? supplanted. ( scoffs ) supplanted? why would i feel supplanted? i don't feel supplanted. ( doorbell rings ) ooh, that'll be jane. alexa! don't get involved! alexa! here i am, late again. what am i like? you must be so fed up with me. not at all. alexa! she's probably hiding. little terror. she always does that. alexa, come on! nice evening. yeah. alexa! i got lost on the way over here. can you believe that? i've be