The Salt Path

-Leave it! -I'm not leaving it!

What is it, about 500 miles all the way round?

Yeah, well, Paddy Dillon here says it's over 600.

Wow.

-We've walked before. -Yeah.

For a day. In our twenties.

What if I pass out on a cliff?

What alternative do we have, anyway?

Huh.

Oh, don't... Don't waste all the battery.

We don't know when we can recharge.

Oh, we're not going to the desert.

Get the sea in.

Not of me. Of the sea.

I'll get the three of us.

Hang on.

That's nice.

Shall we?

Got nothing better to do.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Do you want me to take the tent?

No, I'm all right. Got it.

-I've got an idea. -Yeah?

If I, erm...

If I take some of the...

-Pull the weight on to that. -Yeah.

Oh, Jesus.

How's that?

Paddy definitely says it drifts a little uphill.

If this is drifting,

we're in serious shit if he says it's quite steep.

All right?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

It's good.

Go on.

Moth? All right?

Let's stop here for the night.

I bet Paddy didn't stop here.

I think we've

covered a third of what he did.

-But we're not in a hurry. -No.

Oh, what's that?

Where shall we pitch?

Thanks.

-You all right? -Yeah.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Shit.

Morning.

Morning.

Oh.

You, er, can't camp here, you know.

Right.

Well, we're just leaving.

Locals seem friendly.

-You ready? -Er...

Yeah. Yeah, I can't

move my arms and my legs, but...

apart from that, good to go.

-Grab my hand. -Yeah.

-Grab my hand. -Yeah.

Lift me up.

God...

Oh, God. Just go ahead.

Cooper! Cooper, you piece of shit!

-No, no, no. No, don't... -Look me in the eye!

Coward.

Mum?

How did it go?

Yeah...

it was, er...

it was bad.

But you... you had the letter.

You said that would change everything.

Yeah, well, it didn't. The judge wouldn't accept it.

-What? -Let's go inside

-and talk it all through. -What did they say?

Five days.

-For what? -It's all right.

No one's dead.

You know, just the house...

Well, everything. They're... They're taking it.

We gotta pack it up in five days.

You kids can have your summer exactly as planned.

Dad... Come on.

Let's put the kettle on.

Should have seen your mum, she did really, really well.

Just, er, the judge was...

Oh.

One cream tea and an extra pot of hot water?

Uh-huh.

-Ta. -Thanks.

Oh, wow.

-Thank you. -Ta.

Come on, you two, take a seat.

Yeah, there's one there.

Look at that. Mm.

You're carrying some weight there.

Oh, yeah.

Where you going?

Er...

Where?

Land's End?

Ooh. That's a long old hike.

Yeah.

Well, you're as young as you feel.

Right.

-Time on your hands, eh? -Yeah, no deadlines.

Retired, are you?

Homeless, actually.

Yeah, we lost our home.

I'm not able to take your call,

but please leave a message after the beep.

Hello. It's Raynor Winn.

Er, I have to cancel your booking at our farm.

Sorry, we can't find another date.

Sorry for the late notice.

Sorry.

Oh...

That's another no.

Rose has sublet her spare room.

No one's going away for the summer.

How much cash have we actually got?

Hardly anything.

Whatever we get from selling anything,

they'll take that too.

We've got no income except the tax credits.

That's £40 a week.

That's barely enough to cover food.

Something will come up.

Oh, how?

In four days,

-we're homeless. -It won't come to that.

But it has. That's what it's come to!

Is it cold?

No, we're just shattered.

Do you remember when we used to have all that sex

all the time?

Yeah, I do.

Now I can't even lift my own rucksack.

-Shit. -What?

Nothing. It's just...

I used to think I was quite...

-you know... -What?

-A tough guy? -Hardy.

You used to think you were SAS,

-and you're not. -Mm-hmm.

I wish we had hot water bottles.

Mm.

And Arctic sleeping bags.

-Mm. -Oh, and a pillow.

Oh, my pillow.

This is insane. It's insane.

Oh, what are we doing?

-Moth? -Mm.

You should have married that rich farmer your mother liked.

Mr and Mrs Winn!

Come out now, please!

We have a court order for you to vacate the premises.

Come out now, please!

Mr and Mrs Winn, come out, please!

Moth.

You must leave the premises immediately!

I don't know what to do.

I'm not ready.

-This is just... -We'll be okay.

We will.

We know you're in there!

I can't leave like this.

It's like we're being arrested.

I know. I know.

Mr and Mrs Winn!

Shit!

Can you see them?

Can't make anything out.

Okay, shh, shh, shh.

Let's try round the front.

You're wasting your time.

Maybe we should just walk.

Eh?

Walk.

Just for however long. Just...

follow a line around the coast.

-But I... -Yeah,

it will give us time to think.

We'll take our stuff to Polly's. We'll get sorted.

And then we'll just walk.

All right.

Can we?

Okay.

Open the door!

Okay.

Yeah.

We'll just walk.

I can see them. They're coming out.

Ray!

It's all right, love. It's all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

Oh, gee whizz.