Get him! Come on!
Stop him! Stop him!
- Get his kecks off. Come on, grab him! - Leave me alone!
Let's see his packet!
What are you doing?
Get his kecks down. Move!
Oii
Get dressed.
I'll inform the canteen you'll be ten minutes late for your break.
It was only a joke. We were only having a bit of fun. God.
Who are you?
Bill Nash.
- Started yesterday. - Work experience?
You'd best learn to run faster or think faster.
OK?
Go on.
Are you OK?
- How you been, Jane? - I'm fine, yeah.
For God's sake, Miss Moneypenny,
get a grip of yourself, you sour-faced bimbo.
You must be fed up with all the platitudes, aren't you?
They blame you anyway.
You were there when it happened,
but you didn't stop him jumping.
Oh, God.
Just say it out loud and be proud. "I helped him to die. "
The Eddie the Eagle of the law enforcement agency.
That's her. That's the copper's sister. Over there.
This is private! Now, I'll count to three.
Who took the picture of him jumping?
Who printed that?
You were there when my brother destroyed himself.
I'm sure you have more clues as to why he died than anyone in his family.
All we got were dental records and personal effects.
So save your arsehole questions for him and be very careful what you print.
I'll sue the first one to deviate from absolute fact.
As the man said, the receptions private.
Thank you. Come on.
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Look, Aileen, is there's anything I can do,
anything at all, just let me know. OK?
- You sure? - Yeah.
The stuff I drink's more mature than the dead man.
I wouldn't waste a good malt on him. Water.
The sister wants to talk to you.
Right. Double water, please.
Hey, come on, Jane, calm down. We're all meant to be on duty after this.
We've got the press outside.
- When you're ready. - Same again, love?
Keep an eye on Jane, sir.
He barely wrote.
He only called once in a blue moon and it was never for long.
But your name came up most often.
I just wanted to put... a face to a friend.
To be honest, I imagined you were Austrian.
- Fitz. Fritz. - Right.
A shrink.
You obviously made an impact on him.
We talked at length about many things.
You behave yourself. This is supposed to be a bloody funeral.
- You didn't have to come. - Oh, I did, sir.
I wanted to watch him burn.
I was really disappointed when I discovered it was a burial.
I'll get Skelton to take you home.
And one for yourself. I'm not going anywhere.
I want promotion.
Get off. You're on next.
Hiya, sexy.
Let's get out of this dump, Carol.
Forgotten something?
I could do some overtime.
You're not on the list. Go home.
They'll be running out of rolls
soon. You're got going to do it, are you?
I don't want details, Fitz. Not today.
Did Jimmy go wrong somewhere?
Yeah.
Badly wrong?
Yes.
- Barrister? - So?
He told me you were a nurse.
Did he?
Good old Jimmy.
Will you have a drink with me, Fitz?
I'll have a double malt, thanks.
I deserve promotion at least.
Not because of what he did to me,
but because I've earned it.
Will you keep your voice down?
Will you stop telling me to shut up?
If I've got something to say, I will bloody well say it.
All right?
I'm going to have to go. It's been nice to meet you.
Outside.
Hey, mate. She reminds me of you.
What I really want...
is for you to take me home...
put me In the shower...
and dry my hair...
and take me to bed with you.
I can't do that.
What's this? Mr Mothercare?
Mr Children's-Bloody-World?
You're not buying all that crap. You're not pretending you wanted it.
You can't fake that, Fitz. Not with me.
You getting In or what?
It's got nothing to do with that.
Come on, then.
Come home with me. Prove it.
- You're not ready. - Oh, is that right?
Oh, piss off, Fitz. Just piss off!
Are you coming, love?
Look after her.
- 2-4 to Control, over. - Control receiving, over.
Keyholder is just arriving. We might have a result. Any assistance, over?
ETA ten minutes.
Mr Grady? - That's right. What do you reckon?
There's a broken window round the loading bay.
We think he's still in there.
I'll check the offices on the right.
Take a look at the storeroom over here.
What the hell are you doing?
Bill, you'd better start talking.
I'm on a 10 o'clock curfew. I didn't get in till 11.
I got kicked out.
You didn't have to do overtime.
I wanted to.
Right, Mr Grady.
Anyone In there, sir?
- Sir? - Nothing's been touched in here.
Are you on probation?
No. Halfway house.
Halfway from what?
Children's home.
Come on. You'll have to kip on the sofa.
What are you doing now?
- Did you do this? - Don't touch that.
What kind of bird is it?
It's called a lanner falcon.
Here.
I wish I could do something like this.
So do I.
My mate in Cyprus got me into it.
Were you in the army?
You don't have to be in the army to go to Cyprus.
Your sleeping bag's got a serial number on it.
Did you ever have to kill anybody?
Dozens.
If you really had, you wouldn't say.
You're not completely stupid, then.
Why did you break into the factory? You knew it was alarmed.
I knew you had the keys.
You'd have to come and get me.
Get some kip.
You're going to need your energy if you're looking for digs tomorrow.
It's for you.
I think there's a protocol here.
"Thank you, darling. " And a stiff drink.
If your mother's money meant
sod-all, how grateful were you looking for?
Wrong.
Wrong. I put the deposit on this just after our last huge telephone bill.
I squandered money on this when we
were absolutely skint, as a present for you.
Shucks. You shouldn't have.
I phoned work. I'm not going in till this afternoon.
Don't worry. I'll cover for you.
Do you want to do something, then?
Stuart, I know you're In there.
I'm still waiting.
Rent.
I stuck it under your door on Friday.
The rest.
What rest?
You never cook breakfast. She's obviously
worth it. That's ?30 you owe me.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You're a nice bloke. I'm not saying you
can't, I'm saying guests have to be paid for.
Have you got a hairdryer?
Now I'm saying you can't. Get that whore back where it belongs!
I want you both out of my house now.
He's a mate from work. He'd nowhere to go.
- I'll give you ?30 at the weekend. - ?60.
You what?
- ?60. I bet that's less than you're charging, love.
No, actually, I don't like this at all. Shirtlifters under my roof.
- He's a mate from work. - Oh, yeah?
See these feet? I'm Sandie Shaw. You'd never guess, would you?
The only women you've ever had in here have been and gone in half an hour.
That's not normal either, Is It?
If you and your rent boy aren't out of
here in two minutes, I'm ringing the police.
And you still owe me ?60.
Mrs Franklin, don't do that.
Mrs Franklin!
- Listen to me. - Don't you lay a finger on me.
Who do you think you're talking to, you silly old cow? We've done nowt wrong.
Jesus!
They'll have you now, you little shit!
Oh, god.
Grady...
She's getting away, Grady.
I had to do It. She went for me.
Stop her. Grady, help me.
Do something.
Grady.
Do something!
It's only me, love.
If she'd have called the cops, they'd have sent me back.
I can't go back. They'd have kept me there till I was 18.
A year?
You killed somebody for a year?
I stabbed her. You killed her.
I've had 12 years of it. I'm not going back.
It's better than 12 years of prison!
Mary?
Argh!
Jesus! Mary!
Help!
Help me.
Please. Somebody...
Help!
Please, help!
Shit.
Help!
Hello? - Please! Somebody, help!
Are you all right?
- Down here. - I'll get somebody.
That's It. Follow the blue flashing lights.
- Wait here for me, will you? - Meter's running, pal.
The husband's got form for beating her up.
They started divorce proceedings six months ago, but he's moved back in.
I want to know if he's capable of murder.
Right...
Show me to it.
I've always got a hard-on for 30 pieces of silver.
Do you mind? I'm a nurse. If I don't answer the
first time I obviously don't want disturbing.
There's been an incident...
We found her downstairs. Stabbed four times
front, back and one in the wrist.
He says he fell down the stairs when he discovered her.
I think he fell when he was trying to dump her.
Is that compulsory dress code now in case the press turn up?
Pathologists' luncheon.
Go and see the landlady.
She's dead. Can I come in, please?
Having taken a major wound - I guess to the front -
she bled from the door to here.
There was a bad head injury,
but there was a lot of blood in the basement.
- Cellar. - Sorry?
Basements are American. We have damp cellars.
It's like saying deli when you mean pie shop.
She was bleeding in the cellar,
so she was still alive when she got dumped.
You say he's got previous for assault?
Two cautions, one injunction.
Do we know when this birthday was?
We will.
Must be an all-day job, eh?
Sorry?
Pathologists' lunch.
All sitting with your rubber gloves and scalpels dissecting the steaks,
working out what the time of death was.
You'd be surprised what topics get covered.
I wouldn't, you know.
Some seeped through the floor.
- I've been knocking. - What?
What's going on?
You are...?
Stuart Grady.
What's going on?
There's been a murder, Mr Grady. A neighbour. Your landlady.
Mrs Franklin?
How long have you been here?
Er... I came here last autumn.
So about nine months.
No. Today.
Today? I've been here all morning.
I nipped to the shop earlier on.
I saw her in the hall. She was fine.
And you heard nothing at all?
Dad, where's my trainers?
Where'd you leave them?
All right?
Thanks a lot. You were a big help.
Might he have heard something?
Well, he didn't hear you, did he?
Temple, we're taking her husband In.
Just coming, Jane.
We need to get a statement. When's the best time to get you to answer the door?
I work as a foreman at Cheltex.
I'm due in half an hour.
Can I go?
Sure.
I haven't done anything! My wife's been killed, you bastard!
It wasn't me!
Ssh. Ssh.
Ssh!
Oh... Sorry.
Put it there, boy. Every normal mars fantasy.
Give the bitch what she really wants.
And finally, finally show her who really is boss.
Stick her in the ground and say, "I did that. "
Rot in jail with all the other brave men.
I didn't do it.
Oh, you only beat her up. Was it two, three times?
March '94. You broke her nose and ripped her earrings out.
Eight stitches.
She came at me. She was pissed out of her head.
She wasn't frightened of me.
- She took an Injunction out. - Yes. And then she took me back.
Why do you suppose she did that?
Because she loved me.
In your dreams, Phil.
You desperately tried to make her believe you'd changed two, three times.
But this time - surprise, surprise! - you really had changed,
because she'd taken all the money.
No more gambling for you, boy.
I don't gamble.
You must have drunk the mortgage away a few times.
The mortgage is all paid for.
Oh, serious drinking, eh? Franklin's flush.
Subbing the old kitty. Lots of pals up the pub.
Enough.
Yeah, well, not any more.
Mary made you sign everything away in a moment of weakness, didn't she?
No screaming, no fighting.
She's got your balls squeezed like a pair of lychees,
and you gave her permission.
I know exactly why you killed her.
What are you getting out of the deal? A crummy portable,
and sex when she says you can.
She's got you completely overpowered with this, and this,
and you've given her your bloody consent!
I don't need you to tell me what I am.
And I don't need you to tell me what she is... was.
I went back to her because she wanted me to.
Yeah, but that was an error.
- Yeah, but stayed because I loved her. - Bollocks.
Look!
I even let them do this to me, to stop me drinking, because I loved her.
An implant.
Sorry.
I think I preferred him when I thought he'd actually done it.
Ooh, here's your boyfriend, Linda.
Hello, gorgeous.
'Ey, shall I pinch his arse as he comes past?
All right?
Go on! See what he's got in his lunchbox!
Oooh!
Linda!
Leave what you're doing, get your coat, get your bag and piss off. You're fired!
You can't sack her for that.
What have I done now?
What you always do, Linda. Take it one step too far.
Look, it was a bit of fun.
Every time there's trouble I've to come down here, and it's always you.
I'm sick of warning you.
Now, get your coat, get your bag and move!
Stuff your soddin' job.
- Grady. - She was asking for that.
- She was always pissing about. - You can't stay here.
They don't realise what they're paid for.
Why did you do it?
Grady, we did it.
We did it.
Come on.
Where are we going?
City centre. Drive properly or you'll get pulled.
He's had one of those boozer's bricks put in.
He just has to sniff the stuff and he throws up.
I'm saying a guy like Franklin would need a
litre of firewater before he had the balls to do that.
So he's not capable of murder?
Whatever.
I'm saying we're looking for two people and he is not one of them.
Here we go again. Russell bloody Grant.
Nothing's ever straightforward with you, is it?
I bet you even piss sideways.
The weapon went into the lung here.
But only just.
This one went through the ribcage and hit the back of the sternum hard.
It made a mark.
That's a powerful blow.
Back of the ribcage to the sternum.
- Powerful man? - Possibly.
The first one - the wrist - that's accidental.
The frontal attack's a botched job.
Shallow by comparison.
So we're talking about two people, then?
Anyone with the power to do that kind of damage
isn't going to muck up the first time.
To quote another disillusioned
Jock: The first cut is always the deepest.
That's the fight or flight.
The last two wounds were driven, precise attacks
to finish off a botched job.
A more powerful assailant. A man.
Two killers.
- Yeah? - Possibly.
- Come on, Malcolm. - Possibly.
You're beginning to sound like David bloody Owen.
Very nice. Let's have a look, then.
Let's have a proper look.
What's the matter with you?
Oh, what!
Thanks.
Burglars would have stuck her and left her where she fell.
We're talking about a man and a woman who
risked being caught to put her in that cellar.
Not first-time visitors. She knew her killers.
Given more time they'd probably have taken her somewhere else.
And we're not looking at Bonnie and Clyde.
They didn't plan anything.
Just healthy, very ordinary people.
Like most murderers.
He's a strong man. If not big, well-composed.
She's shorter, less substantial.
If you think you're onto them, target him.
He'll be more vulnerable.
She has the temper. She stabbed first.
He finished the job to protect her, but she stabbed first.
Bill!
Diane.
How are you doing?
Bill? We're fine.
How are you? You're looking well.
Great, yeah.
What are you doing here? Where are you living?
Get In the car, Diane.
Where have you moved to?
Diane!
- The size of you now. You're a young man.
Where have you moved to?
- Bill, don't do this. - Shut up, you.
I just want to know where you are. Just want to see you.
You know that's not a good Idea.
You're looking really well. I'm glad about that.
Give me the keys. I'm driving.
- Not in that state, you're not. Who are they?
My family.
They're getting away. Come on!
You're through to Fitzgerald and we're out.
Leave your name and number after the beep,
and for God's sakes keep It short.
It's me. Just wondered how you're doing.
Could you pick up the phone If you're there?
You're lying. Come on. Judith.
Judith!
Judlth!
Come on, Judith. I know you're there.
Judlth!
I'm just wondering how you are.
- Do you know where he is? - Yeah.
His lottery number came up.
He was last seen with a year's
supply of pile cream and a map of Jersey.
It's been a tragedy for the Channel Islands, really, the old lottery.
They thought they'd got away with it by specifying "rich",
but now the old bank of toytown's full of Scouse builders going,
"Calm down. Calm down. I just said your plasterwork was crap. "
You're only here because you're good for publicity.
The results don't count for anything, then.
Ours do. Tell him I want him.
Thank you. Friend.
My pleasure.
Mum?
Danny's been knocking.
What's the matter?
Hey.
Come on. What's the matter? Eh?
Judith, have you had a drink?
Come on, sweetheart, we'll find you one.
Wee Jimmy'll be fine.
Ssh. Come on.
Come on, then. Ssh.
You take that one. - Steven. Both of those.
Hey. Behave yourself.
They'd... be 13,
11.
What are you going to do?
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The Midwich Cuckoos.
John Wyndham.
Alien babies take possession of the women in the village.
At any cost, they must be nurtured.
Or the mothers try escaping.
If they cross the boundary line, they self-destruct.
They're compelled back to the offspring.
Ripping their shirts open,
pointing their sags and creases at the only thing they have any value for.
Only a man could write that and pretend it's science bloody fiction.
Is Eddie working?
If you can't be bothered to listen you might as well go.
Judith, I was just asking.
That obviously runs in the family.
Just asking?
I've nothing to say, nothing to make you feel better.
I'm just asking.
- Right, you two. Bath in 15 minutes. - Oh...
If you want anything else to eat, have it now.
- Chocolate! - Except chocolate.
So your dad's not on your Christmas card list.
That's not my dad. That's Brian.
That your mum?
Nearly.
I came to live with them when I was seven.
Not here, they lived down Irmston.
I was 618-2419-40.
My family.
My new family.
I'd been to loads of foster parents before that, when I was younger.
Josie and Allan, Maggie and Peter.
Maggie and Keith.
Norman and Wallis. They were a scream.
Then Brian and Diane.
I was 618-2419-40.
They were different.
They wanted to adopt.
Bingo.
That was unusual. I'd turned seven by then.
I knew how lucky I was. Best behaviour and all that.
Didn't want to spoil things now.
What blew It?
I never put a foot wrong.
She got pregnant.
They'd just signed the first lot of adoption papers.
P-120. A green form.
- And she got pregnant with him. - Don't kick me.
I wort push you. I'll stop you and I'll leave you.
So they booted you out?
He taught me to use the phone in case I ever got lost anywhere.
I used to phone them up,
saying that I wouldn't get in the way.
I like babies.
Come on, Bill. Let's shoot.
Not yet.
- It's getting cold. - Sit in the car if you're cold.
Ow! Don't kick me.
- Well, serves you right for going in the way.
One more push and then I get the swing, all right?
- Get them upstairs. - What's the matter?
Don't look, just get them in.
- You said 15 minutes. - Just get In.
- Social Services. - Ian McVerry, please.
Sorry, he's out.
- Can you give me the number? - We cart disclose employees' numbers.
Will you please ring him and ask him to call me urgently?
Very urgently. It's Diane Nash.
I'll do that.
Hiya.
Hello.
- Where's Jimmy? - He's asleep upstairs.
What?
Glad you've arrived. We've got our little problem again.
I am sitting down. I'm sat down. - Shit.
Bill, you're scaring people.
Piss off!
Listen, Bill, what happens if they get the police?
Cos they could, you know.
I've done nothing wrong.
Tell him.
Tell him!
Come on, Bill. Come on.
Get off.
Get off me.
Goodbye, Bill.
I'm not asking this time. We're moving.
Let him go.
Who are you?
My mate. I'm allowed mates, aren't I?
- Social worker? - I'm taking him back to Sowerby Park.
Look at the state of him.
If you don't want to go with him, get in there.
Bill, this is serious. Why does a bloke that age want to be your friend?
You're a good-looking lad. Put your thinking cap on.
He's here because I want him to be.
Look, just get in the car.
I picked him. What's wrong with that, McVerry?
I picked him. What's wrong with that?
OK, mate. I'm washing my hands of you this time.
And I've got your number, pal.
What's wrong with that? I picked him.
Not you! Not the office! Me!
- I'm calling the police. - Cos I say where to go next, McVerry!
Bastard!
Come on!
You're gonna die, McVerry!
You're gonna die and then burn.
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He's trying to kill me. - Get off.
He's trying to kill me.
He's trying to kill me!
Call the police.
If you stop this now, Bill, I'll say your mate led you on.
It's not your fault. He led you on.
Nothing will happen. Nothing will happen to you.
Yeah, it never does.
You stupid, stupid, little sod!
Nine bloody years and you just won't let it go, will you?
Why don't you just let it go and give us all some peace, for God's sake?