The police were here on Friday night.
Has it got anything to do with that?
Has it got anything to do with that new Newburys?
What's going on?
Don't ask me, love. We just go where we're told.
We're like mushrooms - kept in the dark and fed shit.
Bloody hell, you scrub up well! You don't look so bad yourself.
I got this from Designer Outlet yesterday.
Does your stomach keep doing somersaults? Mine does.
Nah. Footballers and celebrities do this all the time.
How long have I got to hold onto these?
Till the press conference is finished. I get hay fever!
The pollen's making my eyes water.
I don't think she likes me.
Remember, as soon as I make the announcement,
the cameras will go off, so big smiles, try to look happy.
I don't know if we're doing the right thing.
'Course we are. I feel really ugly.
What? Don't be silly!
Come on, you're a beaut!
You're not crying, are you? No, it's just the pollen.
I just wish we were all here, that's all.
It says on the box they're good for you.
He needs a proper breakfast, he's a growing boy!
He's got a proper breakfast, he likes cornflakes.
Just say I'm a crap mother, stop pussy-footing around!
I never said you were! Keep your nose out of our bloody business.
Don't you talk to me like that, madam!
She's lying! It's not his.
While you're under my roof... I don't want to live in your house!
You should have thought about that
when you were flashing your credit card about. What an idiot!
Turn it down! I can't hear it!
My son had never been in debt till he met you.
My fault we're in the shit, is it? His as well,
cos he can't say no to you.
Louis Vuitton handbags! I knew it! Lying bitch!
He works in a supermarket. It's 'Louie' Vuitton, and it's a fake.
It cost £39.99, and it was my birthday present.
I don't know how your mother brought you up. You're so good at it?
In case you haven't noticed, your Jamie's a druggy!
Hey! Don't bring me into it. Not any more.
We never had drug dealers booting the door down at our house.
You're so bloody perfect?
All this over a bowl of sodding cornflakes!
If you'd stop fanning your bloody nails and cook once in a while...
I don't like bloody cooking! You've got kids, you've got no choice.
Get up, you lazy tosser! You're going to be late for work.
Your Amy and Mam are at it again. No shit. What's it about this time?
(SMASHING CROCKERY, CHILD CRIES)
Go on, sling your bloody hook!
I'm going, don't you worry. What the hell's going on?
Your mother's sticking her neb into our business,
telling me what to do.
All I said was, 'Try Jack with some porridge' and she went mental.
Why do you do it? He's my grandson, I've got every right.
She's pregnant! More's the pity!
She can't look after one, let alone two.
Poor little bugger hasn't even got a vest on.
Turn that bloody thing off!
I wouldn't ask, but I'm not feeling too good today.
Lately I've been getting a bit light-headed when...
Yes, I know traffic can be heavy this time of the morning.
Bob?
Look, forget it. I wish I'd never called.
All right, bye. (SIGHS)
It's all right if THEY want something, got to drop everything.
I've never asked either of them for one bloody thing.
I'll get dressed and take you. No, you won't.
You've been up all night too. I'll be fine.
I've taken my anti-sickness tablet and I'll take a carrier bag in case.
See you tonight, love. Get yourself back to bed.
I hope your meeting goes all right. I've no idea what it's about.
I'll call you when they've gone, right?
I am not having your mother telling me how to bring up my own son.
She thinks, cos she's the dinner lady, she knows everything!
And she blames me for the mess we're in.
Are we all right? No. See you there.
We've got them idiots from head office coming!
I'll see you there! Do you want me to hold your hand?
I shouldn't have let you talk me into that holiday.
Set us back two grand. A week in Ibiza, big deal!
Tina's boyfriend took her to Lanzarote for a fortnight
AND he bought her an engagement ring. Amy!
Mia's daddy took her on an aeroplane to Disneyland.
Did he now? I bet Mia hasn't been to Center Parcs like we did last year.
Could we go to Disneyland?
It costs a lot of money, sweetheart.
I thought we were saving to buy you a DS.
Why haven't I got a daddy?
Well...
..you've got me.
Go on, then!
Oh, heck.
Right, Billy, that's three poops already,
and I've only got one bag left, and that's for Tilly.
We're back!
I ran out of bags.
I think that new food's made Billy a bit loose.
What the bloody hell's that?
Oh! She must have followed me. (LAUGHS)
Well, get it out of this house! We've got enough dogs.
Come on, got to go. You can't stay here, you.
Don't know how come our phone bill's shot up to £118.
Last one were only £37.
Who's 07700 9... Give us that here!
You're opening my letters again.
My eyes are getting worse. I thought it said, 'Mrs D Simpson'.
You'd better get to t'optician's, then.
That'll be another £200.
Right. The carers will be in around 11,
but if you could take her a cup of tea up about ten?
(DOG YAPS) Oh!
Bye-bye, my beautiful baby!
Oh! Daddy'll take you out for a nice walk this afternoon.
Bye, love!
Ta-ra, Mum!
Can't stay at your mum and dad's, not enough room.
Enough room for me and our Jack, that's all I'm bothered about.
What are you saying? We can't split up, we're a family!
Why don't you find us somewhere to live if we're a family,
a flat or summat? We can't afford it.
Get a better job, then!
There aren't any better jobs. I'll be manager when Bob retires.
We need money now. Now, yeah?
Tina's boyfriend works on a building site and he gets loads of money.
Don't you love me any more?
If you love me, you'll find somewhere for us to live.
I DO love you.
You can't come with me!
I thought you weren't coming!
Mum wanted an egg instead of porridge,
and Billy's bowels are playing up,
so everything took longer than usual.
My giddy aunt! I've got a right sweat on. Who's your friend?
She's a stray, followed me home from t'park this morning.
Go on! I've got nothing for you.
We've got head office coming up this morning. Oh, bugger, I forgot!
You haven't got any deodorant, have you?
(CAR HORN)
Now then, you two lovely ladies, can I offer you a lift?
Aw, thanks, Bob.
Aren't we lucky, having a boss like you?
(WHIMPERS)
We've a two-bed on Richmond Road, £500 a month.
Just been decorated, new windows and boiler.
Would you like to see it? Yeah. Erm...
I'll just give my girlfriend a ring.
If she likes it, how long before we can move in?
Next week. Just a case of doing the paperwork
and checking your credit rating, shouldn't be a problem.
Oh, right. Well, it might be because
we've had problems with money and cards and we're still sorting it.
I appreciate you being honest,
but I don't think there's anything we can do.
I've got to get somewhere to live, Josh,
somewhere my little boy can be with his mum and dad.
My girlfriend won't stay at my mam's cos she's pregnant.
I'm desperate, I don't know what else to do!
I don't want to break t'family up, and...
Sorry.
I'll try and have a word with the landlord.
Maybe we can agree on a short let.
Chuck a couple of month's money down as bond, that might help sway it.
I don't suppose we'll be going anywhere this year now.
Afternoon, part-timer. Where's Bob?
Office.
Bloody hell. He's got a face on him
like a donkey on a wet weekend in Scarborough.
You missed the meeting.
I've been working here since I were 15.
I've been here longer than anyone else, and I've been late twice.
I worked every Saturday till I was 16,
started at half eight till seven at night.
It weren't legal, but I did it, and I were glad to.
When I turned 16, I came after school on a Wednesday and Friday.
I'd get a bollocking cos I never had time to do homework.
But it didn't matter, cos I didn't want to stay on at school,
I knew I wanted to work here when I left.
When you took over in 2003
and made me assistant manager, I were made up.
That proved that you thought I had potential.
It didn't matter it were only 80p an hour more, I liked responsibility.
I liked cashing up at the end of t'day,
and I'm proud if we'd done good.
'Sorry' would have done.
The thing is, Bob, I've got to earn more than I'm getting now.
You know me and Amy got in a mess with us cards,
having to go to the court hearing and move back to mum's? Yes.
Her and Amy don't get on, they're having stonking rows.
Our Amy's gone back to her mum and dad's
and took our Jack with her, laid it on the line.
Unless I get somewhere for us to live, she's not coming back.
Right.
Jesus, Bob, how many of them have you taken?
Don't know. Six, seven. (SLURPS)
Some of them are like bloody horse tablets.
What are they? It's all right, they're supposed to be good for me.
Anyway, I found this flat and I need money up front,
about a grand.
Right. And I need a rise.
I see.
Maybe it's come at the right time, then.
What has?
We've just been bought out by Newburys.
Eh? They're knocking us down, son.
Putting in a new building, underground car park, restaurant.
They can't do that! They already have.
They've had plans passed and everything,
left us architect's drawings.
I don't want to look. They said we can apply for a job
but no saying we'll get it.
They're sending somebody to talk about options.
Options? Redundancy, relocation, that kind of stuff.
As far as head office are concerned, we shut up shop
end of next month.
What will you do when we shut? I don't know.
Sign on, bugger off? I'll sell my body.
Jamie! I ain't kidding!
I'm desperate. I need to make some money.
They offered me and Denise t'Holbeck branch.
What about me? They didn't mention you. Sorry, son.
I knew it was important when they sent in the big boys.
Oh - they sent us a sweetener.
What do you want - whisky or gin, what's your tipple?
I don't want either. They can piss off.
Please yourself. And they've left application forms for Newburys.
I wouldn't wipe my arse wi' it.
Fair enough.
Oh, here he comes, bless him.
You all right, sweetheart? No.
What you going to do? What CAN I do? Nowt.
They don't give a shit about us.
Well, I'm not going to go to the Holbeck branch.
It'll take me two buses, and it's a dump. I've had it with this place.
Come on now, don't do anything silly.
We've got a couple of months, and anything could happen in that time.
Like what? Well, I don't know.
Plans might fall through or we might win the lottery.
Yeah, and pigs might fly.
I went to ask for a grand to put down on a flat for me and Amy
and a pay rise. Stuart, you can't just...
Oh, blooming heck!
I've come to take Amy to see a flat.
You'll have a job, lad - she's at the hospital.
What's wrong? I don't know.
No sooner got here than they called an ambulance, she'd got a pain.
Hey! What am I supposed to do with Jack?
Watch where you're going!
It's me. Where are you?
Amy, this is the third message I've left. Will you ring me?
Let me know.
You can't use your phone in here.
Are you all right? Would you like a glass of water?
Can you hear me? Stuart?
Where am I? Hospital. You passed out.
It's all right, don't get up, there's no rush.
My girlfriend were brought in. She's eight months pregnant.
Breathe in and out nice and slowly.
You all right? They rang the shop, said you'd fainted.
Mum's on her way in cos they asked me questions,
I didn't know the answers.
What's your girlfriend's name? Amy Cartwright.
I'll find out what I can for you.
Shouldn't get yourself worked up, Stu.
All right for you! I've lost my girlfriend, my son, my job.
All right, calm down!
Just take some deep breaths, yeah?
Look, I've been thinking.
We take, what, six grand on a Friday,
with lottery and weekend shoppers.
So? Bob don't go to the bank till Monday.
It's in the safe all weekend. No!
You've got the numbers. What if there were a robbery?
I don't want to hear it! It's not going to happen.
Just think about it. I don't want to hear another word!
It would get the money for somewhere for you and Amy to live.
They'll get their insurance,
not that they deserve it, for treating us like shite.
Everyone's a winner, Stu, even them.
Everything's all right.
Your girlfriend gave birth to a girl half an hour ago, 5lbs 4ozs.
Pop that mask back on.
No, I've got to go see her.
They said she's got to stay in till her breathing gets right.
I can go home tomorrow, all being well.
Come back to my mam's, Amy, just till I get somewhere sorted.
I'm going to look at a flat for us.
Really? Yeah.
Two-bed, it's all been done up.
I've asked Bob for a pay rise,
and he said he'll have a word with head office.
Too right. You deserve it after working there all these years.
When will you know?
Soon.
Next week.
I'm doing the best I can, Amy.
You still love me, don't you?
It's you I'm worried about. How are we going to manage?
Everything's going to be fine, I promise.
And we're a family now.
Got a little boy, a little baby girl.
Look at her, she's beautiful...
..just like her mum.
Oh, God, no!
I've been looking all over for you. What's happened?
I passed out, I'm fine.
It's all this stress.
Right, which one is she, then?
That's her. Oh, bless her little cotton socks!
Poor thing, what a start in life. Prem babies never do well.
Mum! But she's a little poppet!
And she's a good weight to say she arrived early
and lived on instant noodles.
Why do you always have to have a go? I'm back to my mum and dad's,
and so is baby! Amy!
What did I say? You can't keep your bloody mouth shut, can you?
Hello!
I could let this place tomorrow.
No, don't do that! When's he need the money?
Monday, and it's two grand. I thought you said...
One month's rent, three months' bond, only cos I vouched for you.
I said you were a decent guy with a family. Don't let me down.
Let's just forget it.
I know he's got one, it looks dead real. I've seen him play with it.
Did she take Jack's toys with her?
Here it is.
That don't even look real!
It will on CCTV. It looks like a bloody toy!
Bloody crazy idea, this. We'll get found out.
How? There's nothing can go wrong. I've thought of everything.
What if Bob don't leave? He always leaves on time on a Saturday.
He has to get home in time for Strictly.
Him and his missus watch it.
All we've got to do is stick to t'plan.
Fancy him having a little girl. How lovely is that?
I wish I'd had kids.
Why didn't you? It just never happened.
Anyway, we've got Billy and Tilly and Mam now.
(KNOCKING)
We're not open for another ten minutes, Connie!
I just need to get my lottery ticket.
She's off her trolley, that woman. Go on, let her in.
Help The Aged are taking us to Whitby for t'day.
I'm getting picked up in 20 minutes. It's a roll-over, I can't miss it.
What would you do if you won?
Have my eyes lasered and summat done with all these wrinkles
and get myself a young lover.
You naughty girl! (LAUGHS)
There you go. Enjoy Whitby.
No chance! They're all old gimmers.
Hey, Bob, would you get your eyes lasered if you won the lottery?
Lasered? No, not a cat in hell's. What's wrong with glasses?
Nothing, but can you imagine waking up and being able to see?
Can't think of anything worse.
Our Annie's not a pretty sight first thing in t'morning.
I'd love it if I didn't have to wear these jam jars,
and they're getting worse.
I opened Dave's telephone bill yesterday.
I thought it said, 'Mrs D Simpson' and it said, 'Mr'.
Do you know, he made 87 texts to the same number last week.
Whose number was it? Nobody's I know.
(KNOCKING)
Well, I'd find out if I was you!
All right? Morning.
I thought you'd be with Amy and the new baby.
They're still in hospital. I'll see them after work.
Congratulations. What you going to call her?
Daisy, I think.
Oh! That's a lovely name.
Jamie? You owe me your lottery money.
Oh, yeah.
There you go.
And can you tell your brother he owes me five weeks now?
I'm not telling him owt!
Right.
Hey, hey! I wondered where you'd rushed off to yesterday.
Hey! Well done, son.
Well done! I always wanted a girl.
A son's a son till he takes him a wife,
a daughter's a daughter for the rest of her life.
Never a truer saying.
Both my lads only show up when they want something.
Oh - you're entitled to paternity leave, do you know that?
I was thinking, maybe I could have money instead?
I'll look into it, but you need a bit of time off, surely.
I need money more than time off.
Well, suits me.
It were mental yesterday,
with you not being here and it being roll-over weekend.
Why don't you fill in one of those application forms for Newburys?
You're fit, young and healthy. I'll put a word in.
I've got asthma. What's a bit of asthma?
Bloody frightening, when you can't breathe.
You can't leave it there! Anyone could look.
I always leave my bag there! Stop freaking out.
Get on the shop floor.
# THE FLYING LIZARDS: Money
It's been crazy out there this afternoon. Hardly had time for lunch.
You haven't started smoking, have you? No, just needed some air.
I wish I could give up. I gave up for 18 months before I moved here.
If you've done it once...
Do you still have relatives in Wales?
No. My parents and brother moved to the Isle of Man before I left.
What about Stacey's dad?
He's still there, but we never hear from him, thank God.
Don't he want to see his daughter?
I don't know and I don't care.
Stacey's not bothered. She don't really know him.
She was only two when I left.
Were you married? What's this, Twenty Questions?
I'm just interested, that's all.
I'd like to marry Amy, especially now.
Can't afford the engagement ring.
Fill in the form for Newburys. I have.
I don't want to work for them!
You've got your baby to think of now.
Do it, and we can still work together.
Better get back in.
Bob's puking up in the toilet again.
What you drinking for? Keep a clear head, you tosser!
I don't want to do this. No, it's too late, bro!
(GROANS)
You all right in there?
Bob?
I'm all right.
I ate one of those out-of-date pork pies. I think it were off.
You did the other day with a chicken sandwich.
I know, just a greedy bastard.
Right, I've cashed up till No.2.
I'll mark down the sell-bys, then I'll get off.
Will you cash up till 1, then lock up?
'Course. I'll do the mark-downs and floats, go if you don't feel well.
It's all right. I'm catching the five past seven bus to t'hospital,
I can sort everything.
All right. Good lad, good lad.
(PHONE RINGS)
Hiya. They've said I can go home.
That's fantastic. Well, I'll come and get you, then.
No, my dad's going to pick me up.
Why? I'll get us a cab.
I don't want you to.
I'm letting you know I won't be here later, I'll be at my mum's.
I'm getting this flat sorted! When you've got it, let me know.
I want to see Jack. You'll see him and the baby
when we move into a new home together.
Are you there?
Shit!
I can do that if you want to get off. It's all right, I'm nearly done.
Bob's going early, he don't feel well.
I'll mop around.
Cheers. Have a nice evening.
I'll make a start cashing up if you want to finish the aisles.
Oh, I'm cream crackered. It's been non-stop today.
Tell you what - you get off, I'll do that.
Right, there you go.
Lottery money. Oh, thanks.
Sure you'll be all right? We'll shut in a couple of minutes.
I'll be fine, honestly. I hope you feel better.
It's nowt. I'll see you all tomorrow!
See ya. See ya!
He looks blooming shocking.
Second time he's puked this week.
It wouldn't surprise me if he's got an ulcer.
His lads give him some grief.
Hey! Where do you think you're going? It's not half past yet.
I've not had a break all day.
I've got to get changed and get into town. I'm on a promise tonight.
What's she like? Fat, 40 and a speccy four-eyes.
She goes like a frog on speed, know what I mean?
Oh, you cheeky monkey!
How have we done? Good.
See you, Stuart!
Night. See ya. Have a good one.
I don't like saying anything though.
He's got a lot on with the new baby and everything.
You can't fork out for him every week.
Ask if he still wants to be part of it. You're right.
Open the tills!
There's only tomorrow's float. I don't know that!
Open the tills like it's real, like you're frightened!
I'm shitting myself!
Go over to that till. Come on.
Come on!
Don't believe I'm doing this. Shut up!
I'm asking where the safe is. Don't answer. I'll come at you with a gun,
you back up like you think I'm going to whack you.
We're going to the office, come on.
I'm right at back of you, keep going!
Faster! I want to get out of here.
Must be off my bloody head, letting you talk me into this.
(BLEEPING) Hang on, what's that noise?
Sounds like a phone.
All right, keep moving.
Come on! I'm going as fast as I can! My hands are shaking.
I can't see the numbers. Can you turn the light on?
So they can see me better? No, you bloody can't!
(RINGS)
It's ringing again. Just ignore it.
Bingo. Right, stick it in there.
All of it? Every last penny!
BOB: Stuart?
Shit, it's Bob!
Get down! Stuart? It's me.
Oh, there you are!
I got nearly all the way home and realised I didn't have my phone.
What are you doing in the dark?
Nothing, I were just putting...
(PHONE RINGS)
Sounds like mine. Must have dropped it in there when I was puking.
(BOTTLES CLANK) What are you doing?
Jamie!
Found it!
What did you do that for, you stupid prick?
Oh, God! Look what you've done.
I had to make it look real.
There's blood coming out of his head. Where's the money?
Can you hear me? You all right, Bob? What we going to do? Shit!
Bob? Bob!
Jamie!
Yeah. We've been robbed and my boss has been injured.
He's got blood coming out of his head. Come as quick as you can.
(SIREN)
Couldn't say owt to Bob cos he had the gun pointed at me.
He chose not to use the gun
and coshed your manager over the head with a whisky bottle instead?
So he's white, about 5'10" to 6',
average build and you think he was aged about 20.
I'm not good with ages, but he looked about that.
All I could see were his eyes, and they were brown.
He had a Birmingham accent? I think so.
He were definitely from the South.
Jane rang me from the flat upstairs. What's happened?
This is Denise, she works here. DCI Newall.
I need to ask you a few questions.
We've been robbed. He barged in, he had a gun.
Oh, my God! Are you all right? I am but Bob in't.
He came back. He left his mobile phone in the toilet.
Coming through. Come on.
Oh, my God! Oh, what happened?
On my 3. 1, 2, 3, up.
Is he going to be all right?
Are you finished? For now.
I need to speak to you again though. Yeah, whatever.
Can I go with him in the ambulance? Can you hear me, Bob?
Does Bob have somebody else? Yes, his wife.
Squeeze my hand if you can hear what I'm saying.
We have a GCS of 6.
Annie!
Where is he? They've taken him down that corridor but you can't...
Is he going to be all right? (CRIES)
How is he?
Not good.
And are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'd be freaking out if that happened to me.
He must have been lurking outside, waiting for us to leave.
Oh, creepy!
Oh, poor Bob.
I should have done summat. Like what? Stop it!
He had a gun, what could you do? I don't know, anything!
Come on! It's not your fault!
I'm sure you did everything you could.
He could have killed you, then what would Amy have done?
I've got to go. I can't handle this. Let me know if anything happens.
Of course I will. You get off home.
That poor lad. He won't know whether he's coming or going.
I think he's still in shock.
Open the door. Just a minute.
No!
You might have killed a man, you stupid bastard! Chill out!
He's fighting for his life!
Are you mashed? No, I just had a bit.
You bastard! I hate you!
His wife's in pieces, and you're snorting charlie, you dick!
JOYCE: What's going on up there? Nothing!
Just a little bit, all right? I needed summat.
He could die, Jamie, then we'll be done for murder.
No, we won't, we won't get done for anything
cos they're not going to find out as long as you keep your gob shut.
We've got the money.
I don't give a shit about the money.
There were over seven grand in that safe. Have some!
I don't want it! It's blood money.
Your tea is ready! Don't you know what you've done?
I'll tell you what I've done. I've got you a deposit on your flat
and I've got you Amy, Jack and the baby back.
What's up with your dinner? Nowt.
(SHARP KNOCK AT DOOR)
Seeing as the pair of you are paralysed, I'll get it.
It'll be coppers. So what?
They can't prove a thing.
It's Denise from t'shop.
What is it?
I... I don't know how to tell you this.
He's died.
Who's died? Nobody.
We've won the lottery.
Eh? All our numbers came up.
What did you say?
I know it's a shock, but we've won £18 million.
What? What?
Yes, yes!
Are you serious? You can't have!
Check the numbers online. I'm going to check this.
In between five of us, that's like...
I fed our Billy and Tilly and turned t'telly on,
and 7 and 32 were already out.
Doesn't matter, it's a shitload!
Nearly £4 million each.
Bloody hell fire.
We're rich! (KISSES TICKET) Yes, yes!
It's bloody incredible. We're millionaires!
No-one can touch us now. (LAUGHS)
Nothing like this has ever happened to me.
I've never won anything in my life - not a scratch card, nothing.
(LAUGHS) Have you told Annie?
No, when I rang the lottery line,
they said I had to inform everyone in the syndicate first.
Is Bob not in the syndicate?
Bob... Bob's in a coma.
We ain't told my mam yet.
Told me what?
The shop got robbed tonight, Bob got coshed on the head.
That's terrible! Why didn't you say anything? Is he all right?
No, he's fighting for his life.
They've told his wife
sometimes they never recover properly after a head injury.
Well, at least she'll have no money worries.
What else did the lottery people say?
It's really important that we don't tell anyone
till after the press conference on Monday.
Press conference? We're going to be famous!
We've not got to tell anyone till then.
(SCREAMS)
I don't believe it, it's brilliant!
We can get a new house, new car, we can go on holiday.
We can go to Lanzarote. You can buy me an engagement ring!
I'll get dressed, you're going to take me out.
We're going to celebrate our new baby daughter and being rich!
Oh, my God!
Our lives are going to change so much.
I know. Come at the right time as well, with the baby and everything.
Yeah!
She's going to have the best dresses,
biggest pram money can buy, the lot. (SIGHS)
I can't wait to have her home.
When did they say we could take her?
When she starts to feed properly.
I've expressed loads of milk
and they're giving it her through a tube.
Poor Daisy.
But her breathing's better.
Yeah.
Said she could come out of the incubator soon.
Every time I look at her, it just feels so awful!
Why?
Cos it were my fault she came early.
I should never have let myself get so wound up over your mam,
I should never have been lugging cases around,
I don't know what I were thinking of. Amy...
..it were nobody's fault.
She were just ready to come, and she were only four weeks early.
I hope she'll be all right.
She will be, she's a good weight.
And she's a fighter like her mum.
# JAMES BLUNT: You're Beautiful
I love this song. (LAUGHS)
Come on, let's dance.
Do I look fat?
You've just had a baby.
You look beautiful.
I'm sorry I were horrible to you, Stuart.
It don't matter, it's all in t'past.
Are you happy?
Yeah.
So happy.
Well, that's all I want.
All I want is for this night to never end.
Hey! We should go to a hotel tonight.
I've not got enough. Money doesn't come into the bank till Wednesday.
I know, but I've got a new card.
Where the hell did you get that from?
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
Where the hell are you? It's 20 past 9.
You were supposed to be here at half eight. We're all waiting.
Be right there.
Amy, we've got to go.
Get your stuff.
You and Jack are going back to my mum's till we get a house.
Do you have any thoughts on publicity?
Yeah, splash it about a bit. Go for it!
I'm not sure about that.
Sorry I'm late.
You must be Stuart. Andy Faraday.
I rang the hospital, and Bob's conscious again.
Great. That's brilliant news!
He's still in intensive care. He's got to have a scan this morning.
We've haven't told him the good news but we're hoping to soon.
Do you have a form of ID, sir?
If we go public, which newspapers will it be in?
All of them will cover it, even some broadsheets.
I don't mind local papers,
but I don't think we should let all the papers know.
Why not? I just don't.
What's up, love? Nothing,
I don't want people knowing my business, that's all.
You should be jumping for joy and shouting from the rooftops.
You've won the bloody lottery! Not as simple as that for some of us.
What we'd like is all the winners to be happy
with the way we're proceeding.
It seems to me, the main issue to resolve right now
is how many members there are in the syndicate.
Five.
Part of my job is to establish the actual winner,
technically Denise - she's the ticket holder,
it's her name and address on the ticket -
and make sure there are no abnormalities...
We all pay her every week. If I could finish.
..make sure there are no abnormalities
like unpaid-up members of the syndicate.
You mean me, don't you?
Actually, yes, I do.
Oh, shit!
I thought it were too good to be true.
I gather you haven't paid for five consecutive weeks.
I'm sorry.
It's not Denise's fault, this is my job to ask these questions.
I haven't paid cos we've been having problems.
We're talking about £18 million.
All right, I get it - I'm not entitled to a bloody thing.
What we do in this situation is have a secret ballot.
We ask each paid-up member of the syndicate
to decide if they think you should be included in the win or not.
If the vote goes against you,
the of money will be divided four ways instead of five,
so there is a lot to consider.
Unfortunately, you have to make your minds up now.
We'd like to hold a press conference tomorrow.
But what about Bob? Hopefully,
we won't need Bob's vote if it's unanimous.
I have some pens and some voting slips here.
If you wouldn't mind stepping outside, Stuart.
It'll be all right, mate.
Hiya, babe. What you doing?
Shopping for Daisy.
I've got loads of lovely things, and I'm looking at prams now.
There's a gorgeous one, and it's got a car seat!
Listen, don't buy anything, not yet, not till we've got the money.
But we're gonna need a car seat to bring her home from hospital!
We need a pram! It's the last one, so I'll put it on the card.
I've got to go. I'll see you back at your mam's.
Stuart? If you'd like to step back inside.
Well, I'm sorry to drag this out, Stuart,
but it seems we are going to need Bob's vote after all.
Oh.
I'll call the hospital now
and see if it's possible for us to go down there.
How is he? Like he's had his brain rattled.
Might need to speak to you again, if that's all right. Sure, whatever.
Are you Jamie Bradley? Yeah.
Great. I've been wanting to speak to you. DCI Newall.
I gather you were the first to leave last night.
Yeah, about half six.
27 minutes past, according to CCTV footage.
I hadn't had a break all day, and I were meeting someone.
Right. And when you left, did you see anybody loitering about?
No, just went to catch my bus.
Nothing out of the ordinary? No, nothing.
OK. Well, if you remember anything.
I'll let you know.
He knows. Does he bollocks!
Did you vote me out?
Give me some credit, mate! I am your brother.
Why would I want that lot to have your share?
Cos it'd be £4.5 million instead of £3.5 for you.
Thanks, Doc.
OK.
The doctor said three of us can go through to see him.
We've only got five minutes. Who's it going to be?
I have to be there.
I think Stuart should go.
'Fraid it can't be Stuart.
What about Jamie? No!
Erm, I mean, I don't mind letting someone else.
I don't want to go. I'm no good with blood and stuff.
I'd get upset again. I don't understand why Stuart can't go.
I'd like to be there when you tell him we won, then I'll go.
OK. I can't see it being a problem.
So me and Jamie, right?
How are you doing?
(LAUGHS WEAKLY)
I'll survive.
Not the first time
I've had a thumping head from a bottle of whisky.
Now then, Jamie?
Hiya.
We brought someone to see you, Bob.
I'm Andy Faraday. How do?
I've got some very good news for you.
Can you hear me, Bob?
I've left Stacey at Mia's. I hope she'll be all right.
She will be.
We've won the lottery, Denise.
I know.
(BLEEPING)
Bob?
You all right? Maybe it were the shock of finding out we've won.
It's OK, it's just to let us know one of the wires has come loose.
I thought he were...
No, he's fine, but very tired.
Could we just have one more minute, please?
Bob, we need an answer. Stuart's going to step outside.
No. No, wait a minute, son.
What does it matter, eh...
..if you missed a few weeks?
Give him the money.
Give it him.
You're a good lad.
Sorry I'm late, taxi took ages.
Come on, Stuart, we're all waiting for you.
I had to let Amy into the house with t'baby and all the stuff.
How is she? Fantastic. I'm just glad the baby's home.
He's fine, Maxine. It's time.
Can we get a brother to each side, please?
Stuart, if you could hold one end of the cardboard cheque, please.
That's it.
OK. Are we ready?
Big smiles.
(CROWD CHEERS)
Look over here! Come on, Jamie!
Sorry to keep you waiting, ladies and gentlemen.
We're proud to announce... How long have you been in the syndicate?
How did you choose your numbers? What's your name?
Jamie Bradley. Stuart Bradley.
Denise Simpson. What will you spend your money on?
How about charity? He's just ordered two Ferraris.
I'm going to buy a nice house for my family.
What's your name, love? Leanne.
Leanne what? Just Leanne.
There'll be an official press statement.
Who picked the numbers? Me.
You're Denise? Family birthdays, or...
That's right, yeah.
What are you going to spend your money on, Denise?
Trying to get my husband back.
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