Moira Pressures Samson To Come Clean | Emmerdale

What, you think I can help it? SHE SIGHS Look, hey... - You need to report it, son. - I can't. Make sure that that thug doesn't get anywhere near you. - Mum, it's not that simple. - What, so they get away with it? You don't understand, Mum. Oh... make me understand. You've just got to get me out of there. OK? TEARFULLY: Oh, I'm scared, Matty. I know, Mum. I'm so... I'm so sorry. Don't... HE SNIFFLES Oh, will you at least... at least promise me that you'll ask for some proper protection? - I have. It's not gonna happen. - But you were attacked. Just leave it. Oh, till when? Till you're carried home in a box? Look, I'm... I'm safe for now. Just got to be grateful for that. I just... I just need to get some rest, Mum, yeah? I love you. - I love you. - So much. How could I be so stupid? Don't be so hard on yourself. The guy lied to you. And Matty's in hospital, and the whole prison probably knows he's trans by now. They're not gonna be gunning for him. Besides, Les was really good with it, and the guards are gonna be looking out for trouble. You don't need to make us feel better. I know I've put a huge target on his back. Er, yeah, you do. Just download an app. Cos I'm not helping you translate when you're chatting up lasses. What's French for "I'm a lying coward"? It's no-one. It's just Amy. Don't give him the satisfaction. SHE SIGHS, PHONE RINGS - Hi. - Hi. I just don't know what to do. Oh, Mackenzie, you should see the state of his face. I need to find a way to get him out of there. What are you doing? You can't just walk in. We need to have a little chat. HE SCOFFS No chance. OK, fine, we're gonna do it the hard way. - Upsy-daisy. - What you doing?! Get off! W-Where you taking me? How dangerous it is? They fractured his eye socket. It doesn't bother you? Even though it was all down to your lies? - It's not me who hit him. - Mm, might as well have been. I'm late for work, so if this is some grand plan to set Cain on me, get on with it. Well, luckily for you, he's out on a job. But, no, I think there's been enough violence. Yeah, from you! I should've reported you last time you tried this. Don't push it. What is it you want? Cos I've got nothing else to say to you. Just a chance to talk... calmly. Sit down. Just in case you've still got a conscience hiding away anywhere. Do you remember Holly? Well, do you? Well... ..it'll be eight years this September. Eight years of the worst pain imaginable, wondering what I could've done differently. Because when it's your child, all you wanna do is keep them safe. Do you understand that? Come on, you're a dad now. And? Well, don't pretend you don't care. I don't, so you're wasting your breath. I am trying to make you see what you're doing and how serious it is. As long as Matty's in prison, there's nothing I can do to protect him. So I am begging you to tell the police what really happened. Do you know what I'm struggling with? Why would you want to be friends with a guy like Josh? - He's a laugh. - Oh. So being transphobic's a laugh? No, and he was only messing around. - Which makes it OK? - I didn't say that. Have you got any idea the sort of problems he's had to face over the years? The questions? The looks? The attacks? You know, the funny thing is, is most folk are absolutely fine. You know, just... just decent folks getting on with their lives and letting everybody else do the same. I don't even think most of the keyboard warrior types would actually do anything or say anything if they ventured outside and met a trans person. So what's the big deal? Because enough of them do, and it only takes a few. Because of them, my beautiful, brave boy, and God knows how many other people, always have to be switched on, ready to defend themselves. I mean, can you imagine what that is like? He's always seemed OK. But try actually thinking about it, how exhausting it is. That idiots, like you and your mate, think it's funny! You know... Matty's lucky because he has a wife and a family who love him... ..and proper friends who support him. But no-one can support him in prison. And so that fear... that's not an undercurrent any more. It's a fractured eye socket and cracked ribs. And I don't want to think about how hard someone had to hit my boy to smash his eye and crack those ribs, but I don't have any choice because I can't stop thinking about it! - I'm sorry, OK? I get it. - And I don't believe you! Moira! Moira, hey. This isn't getting you anywhere. I just wanna smash his smug little face in. Look, I'm sorry Matty got beaten up but... it's nowt to do with me. You are why he's in prison. SHE SIGHS You know... every single person who loses their life because they're trans... ..it's an utter tragedy, Samson, and it happens too often. And I will not sit by and risk Matty becoming a victim, too. But you know that he doesn't deserve any of this. And being in that place... it's never-ending torment for him. Knowing that he's not safe during the day. And then at night... in his cell, just sitting there awake for hours cos there is no respite, just the constant fear of what's gonna happen next. I've told you, it's not down to me. - There is nothing I can do. - Except there is. Because he's safe at the minute in hospital. Which means there's... there's still time for you to make this right. I am really sorry about what happened to him, but... he did stab me. You went for him with a bottle, Samson. Yeah, because Josh made me. Is that true? Is it? Yes, I swear, but there is no point going to the police because he will just deny it. Unless... you and Matty say the same story. And tell the police... that Josh attacked him. What, you mean lie? Oh, don't come over all virtuous now. It's obvious that this was all down to Josh. So why should Matty be the one to suffer? Yeah, I suppose. "I suppose" as in that means you'll do it?