How much did they take? £83,000.
I can really help you. This guy stole your money.
Kirk Wiley's advertising for a new carer.
I don't hand fraudsters to the police. I blackmail them. I've got to get out of here.
What would Mr Zima think if I exposed your fraud network?
I came as a concerned party, Mr Wiley.
'If you saw your fraudster, what would you say? What would you do?'
The drunkest you'll ever be before your organs pack in.
Tomorrow, before the wedding. I want my eighty-three grand, cash.
June! Give me my money or your mum will end up like Aubrey.
I need an emergency admission for my mum. Yeah, sure.
Help me...
Help! Come on, Mum.
Help!
Hey, come on, Mum, it's OK.
She...she's kidnapped me!
Hey, come on. Calm down.
They won't believe you, Elisabeth. And there's no point shouting.
Because the nurses here, they've heard it all before.
They hear it every day, and they'll say you're upset because you've had a change in routine
or you're dehydrated.
See, I used to work here, Elisabeth, and I looked after patients like you every day.
And I used to bath them and watch telly with them and write them birthday cards,
when their families had forgot. You see, the thing is, Elisabeth,
the only person that ever listened to anyone around here...
..was me.
Help me.
Help me...somebody.
You have to trust me. I have got this under control.
You must have money aside for situations like this.
Not in cash! That's what I've been saying. She insists on cash.
We are going ahead with the wedding. Mr Zima will find Mum, you'll have her back for the reception.
Yeah?
I don't know!
Don't give me "I don't know"! This is Lizzie's day. You don't want to ruin it, do you?
You don't want her to blame you. All of this will get sorted.
You trust me, don't you?
KNOCKING ON DOOR
Hana?
POUNDING Hana?
Hana!
Do you know what time it is?! Don't... Mum, I'll call the police!
I don't want you here. Mum! Listen to me!
Pack a bag. Oh...
Ten minutes. I'll get you a cab.
No! Get out! Hana, you need to leave.
You can't stay here. You need to leave now. This is about the money, isn't it?
It's not about the money! Then what is it about?
Sit down.
Please, love, sit down. Please.
It is...
and it isn't about the money.
Oh, my God. What is wrong with you? Can you just listen?
OK? Please.
This...is about me.
It's about me.
Our parish had this priest, right, back in the days when I believed.
And I really liked him. He was kind and...and poetic...
What's your point?
Well, I asked him why your gran had had such a hard life,
why no one, no one, had ever helped her.
And he said, "The selfless help the helpless
"until the helpless help themselves."
What the hell does that even mean? Well, it means...
..if you help people, then they help others.
So that's what I did.
And some days I didn't think I was changing anything,
but it was OK because I was young and I thought I could get everyone on the ark.
I had it all in front of me. But then the same neighbour that I bought food for,
she still needed help
and my patients, their families still ignored them.
And your dad...
Your dad still spent all our money in the bookies.
And the ship was sinking and I was bailing the water out, but...
..but I couldn't do it. And no one was happy.
I wasn't making anybody happy.
Mum, I'm sorry you went through all of that. Hana,
people tread on you. They don't mean it, but they do.
And no one, no one ever asked if I needed help.
No one.
And I hate that priest. I really hate him,
because he didn't understand that caring ruins you.
And I am done with being tread on.
So I'm going to get our money back and you are going to pack a bag
and I am not moving until you do. Now go!
PHONE RINGING OUT
'Hiya. Des here.
'I can't promise I'll ring you back, but leave a message.'
PHONE RINGING OUT
Flowers arrived. Corsages and buttonholes.
June's made a few...changes.
Apparently, this one's yours.
Are you sure you're in control of this?
What else has she done?
Does it fit OK? It's perfect. You look beautiful, darling.
KNOCK AT DOOR Can I come in?
This is wrong. This isn't the dress. Where's the veil?
She was meant to have a veil. Why has she got sleeves? I think it's better.
And I don't think June ordered a veil.
Mum, where's Gran? June's had to take your gran to hospital.
She's OK. She just needs to stay there for a little bit.
S-She's fine. We'll see her later. You can't get married without a veil. Kirk...
It doesn't matter. What do you mean?! Look at her!
It's better, Dad. You fix it, OK?
No sleeves! I wanted sleeves! You don't want sleeves!
Stop it!
Just leave!
It's OK. We can fix this. It's fine...
Lizzie, darling. No tears, no tears. Don't ruin the makeup.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
What do you want? Kirk knows I'm involved.
'I need you to come and keep Hana safe.' No. No, it's too risky. I've got a train to catch.
There's been a problem.
'I've taken Elisabeth and that's how we'll fix it.'
Oh, Jesus! Jesus, June! What are you doing?
Kirk has frozen the money. Elisabeth is how we get it back. 'Shit.'
I did everything I read on the forums. Come and help me. We can fix this.
No... June, June, just leave.
They won't be bothered about your money. It's me they'll come after. 'Des...'
I got eighty-three grand back. You only took a couple.
'Why would they come after you?
'Des?'
How much did you take?
489,000.
Oh, God...
So you used me as your big pay day. No! June, it wasn't like that.
'You leech off people in your support group
'and then you blackmail their fraudsters.
'How many people have you done this to?'
Look, Wiley wouldn't have cared if you hadn't wound him up! Dodgy Des.
'Yeah. Well, I never killed anyone.'
Are you going to help me?
'Or not?' No.
See you around, Des. Yeah. See ya.
I told you to double-check everything June was doing!
This is your fault! June stole from us and you knew about it!
And you let her stay. Why did you do that?! Because that's what I do!
SHE SIGHS
When the wedding is over, maybe we need to think about time apart.
You're not going anywhere.
DOORBELL CHIMES
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Have you got the money? 'Where is she?'
'I want it in a bag.
'At the Gove Street Hotel. At midday.'
No, June, June, listen.
'I need my mum back first and then you can have whatever you want.' I want the money.
In one bag.
And when I leave, I'll text you the address of where Elisabeth is being held.
'There are other people helping me so nothing clever.' Bring her to the house.
No. There will be lots of people around. You'll be safe. You have my word.
You don't get her until I get my money. Bring her to the wedding.
As soon as I know she's safe, I will give you your cash.
'June, are you there?'
If I come to the wedding, can you promise I'll be safe? Yes.
I'll come to you. I'll text you the address of where you can find your mum.
Make sure the money is ready. For Elisabeth's sake.
No, June, June, June... Listen. I need my mum back... LINE GOES DEAD
What if she doesn't bring her? I wouldn't trouble yourself, Mr Wiley. We'll find her.
Nobody touches June until I've got my mum back safely, eh?
Sentimentality is not a useful trait.
Wait, no, it's not sentimental to want my mum back.
Elderly women die with alarming frequency, Mr Wiley.
Best to not become too attached.
Mr Grigsby.
Dad?
The car's here.
So are you coming then or...?
Yeah.
Yeah, sure.
Well, are you going to move then?
Why are you so nervous?
It's...totally normal, isn't it? Everyone gets nervous at weddings.
Yeah, I suppose that does make sense. Seeing as it's your big day. Oh, don't say that.
I did the best that I could.
I gave you everything you could want. Everything I've done, I did for you.
No.
No, you did it for you.
I'll see you in the car.
Can you give me a hand?
CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS
WEDDING SERVICE BEGINS
I choose you, Brian Mowbray, to be my husband,
as my friend and love.
I will be open with you and stay with you as long as I shall live.
I choose you, Lizzie Rose Wiley, to be my wife, my friend and love.
You may kiss the bride.
Hiya. How are you doing?
Ah!
What the hell are these? Thank you.
It's champagne anyway.
Hi.
Hey, how are you doing?
GUESTS CHATTER
Where's my money? Where's my mum?
Where's my money? It's not in my control anymore.
You're not in control at all, are you, Kirk?
You don't even know my real name.
I wonder what else you don't know about me.
Or what I can do.
How long can you hold your breath under water...June Clarke?
You can't hurt me.
There's too many people about.
Take a look at yourself. You're a carer.
Think about what you're doing to my mother. I WAS a carer.
Thirty years of wiping arses, as you said.
Thirty years of people like you talking down to me.
Thirty years of caring for complete strangers.
And then one day I sold my house to give my daughter and her baby a future.
And I thought, "It's all worth it." But you had Aubrey call me.
And you took everything - everything - from me!
That had nothing to do with me. I mean, anything that my employees did
was done under their own steam... Oh, fuck you!
Look at yourself, Kirk!
You're a coward and you hide away.
No, that's not me.
This.
THIS is you.
No...
No, no, just...no.
Look, did you see the big guys in the dark suits out there?
That is Mr Zima's security team
and before they kill you, trust me, they will make you tell them where my mum is.
If I'm not out of here by three o'clock,
the people I am working with will know there's something wrong.
Yeah, well, you tell the people you are working with that their pay day is off!
This is not about money. HE LAUGHS
You...
You killed my mum.
I've never killed anyone. You took my money.
And my mum killed herself for the life insurance.
If that happened, it was done by other people
and I had absolutely no knowledge of it.
My mum is dead.
So you give me what you owe me
or you'll know exactly how that feels.
GUESTS CHATTER
This is the happiest day of my life...
BRIGHTLY: This is the happiest day of my life.
Where's Elisabeth?
She's safe.
I've got something for you.
What's this all about, June? I know what you've been through.
And I know it's not your fault, but you can walk away from all this
and no one is going to blame you for what Kirk has done.
You don't know what you're talking about. This...
This is nonsense. Give this to Kirk.
And, Laura, you can leave.
Lizzie? Hi!
Oh!
Is Gran OK?
She's being looked after. Thanks for my dress, June. It's perfect.
And you know what? Tomorrow I am going to wake up in a hotel
and I never have to come back here.
I'm so sorry, Lizzie. What for?
Do you know what your dad does for a living?
Insurance?
It's...it's...
Kenville Close.
Number 16.
The old woman was... was at that flat.
How are we?
HE SIGHS
I was reading you lose eight ounces of water an hour during a flight.
Still,
travel does broaden the mind.
In Turkey, they tie your hands behind your back and hang you from a beam.
A shoulder leaving its socket makes this...
POPPING NOISE ..sound.
Americans waterboard. For the Russians, it's sleep deprivation.
Ah.
Then Syria...
In Syria,
the lack of resources has bred creativity.
All you need
is to get hold of a folding chair.
And remove the safety bar.
Once you pull the pin out,
your top half goes one way
and the bottom half remains where it is.
It breaks a man's back.
I...I...
I can...I can help you.
How can you help me?
I can...I can bring June here.
The trouble, Desmond, is I already know where June is.
And you can't tell me where Elisabeth Wiley is.
You can't help me,
Mr Grigsby.
Kirk?
June's just walking around out there.
I know.
We don't have Elisabeth.
I know.
Are we getting her back?
I'm dealing with it.
Dad?
Dad? What do you do for a living?
I'm an insurance broker. You know what I do for a living. No, Dad, what do you DO for a living?
Sweetheart, listen. Whatever you've heard,
it's not me.
Dad, it's all you.
KNIFE TINKLES AGAINST MUG
I can't do it.
All right.
You want me to do it?
OK.
I am not an insurance broker.
I am a...fraudster.
I stole millions of pounds from innocent people.
I run cold call scams, I run mortgage scams, VAT fraud.
WHISPERS SPREAD I exploit people by blackmailing them into working for me.
No, look... No.
Who hasn't fiddled with their taxes?
Who here hasn't made a donation to a school just to get their kid in?
You should ask yourselves how did you get your money, eh?
Getting your PFI contracts through your pals at the golf club. Kirk...sit down.
You tell yourselves that you're wealth creators, that you're supplying the market's need.
Hey! There's developers here built a whole load of flats in London, and Manchester too.
I invested in them. And you sell those flats to Russians and Saudis
and South American guys, and nobody asks why nobody actually lives in these flats,
because nobody asks where the buyers got their money from!
Because that's the game, isn't it?
It doesn't matter who they ripped off, as long as you get a cut.
WHISPERS Well, right...
You'd go to jail if you mugged a poor person in the street,
but you can buy shares in a power company and they'll mug them on your behalf
because that is the game! This is a game. We all play it.
Well, I'm sick of playing it.
No, but don't worry, don't worry.
It's not just us. I mean, there are people who say they CARE!
But what makes their family more important than mine, eh?
Why should my family lose out to theirs?
You sell your house at a profit, don't you? Cashing in. It's all the game!
But what? Because you're doing it for family, it's fine?
What is family anyway? Just a way of saying,
"I've achieved something," when, in fact, you've done nothing with your life!
And you get to live... LIZZIE WEEPS
Lizzie, it's OK. You get to live, eh, vicariously...
But, but, I tell you,
I am sorry that my mum isn't here. Or my dad, obviously.
Although...though... there is a man here
who...who has been a mentor to me. Mr Wiley...
A man who took me under his wing... Mr Wiley... ..when I was very, very vulnerable.
It's OK.
WHISPERS AND MUTTERING
That's enough speeches for today. Yes...
Ladies and gentlemen, champagne on a nervous stomach
and overwork. Kirk always pushes the envelope.
I'm sure you'll... forgive and forget.
GENERAL COMMOTION
We could get through this.
I love you.
I think if we just...
I don't know anymore.
Lizzie!
I did the best I could.
Yeah, for you.
We can start again.
I'll call you when I land, Mum.
Ah, June! It is June, isn't it?
You're the one we have to thank for all the festivities.
So nice to meet you. I'm Kirk's investment partner,
Simon Zima. Oh, I am partial to bubbly.
Such unusual flutes. Very original.
Not drinking, June?
No.
Then again, your father was an alcoholic.
I'm not thirsty. Mm.
And your mother, Sophie, passed away this year. Terrible,
to be orphaned in this world. Still, at least you have several friends.
To help you in your current venture.
Yeah.
Several friends. Yeah.
Mr Wiley believes that you have accomplices to kill his mother.
And I know you don't.
Des Grigsby is dead.
I snapped his back in two.
You're lying.
I know where Elisabeth is.
And you won't find her. Yes, but I don't care about finding her.
Once all these guests have gone, you and I will be alone
and after I kill you, I will go after your daughter, Hana.
Ah! Ahhh!
Just like old times, you and me together, eh?
I'm really sorry, Mr Zima. I'm sure you are.
I would imagine we'll issue a statement blaming your very public meltdown as a result of stress.
And then it's pastures new for Mr Wiley.
Maybe our projects in India.
I don't think the cuisine would agree with you.
I spent my childhood there. It takes a certain constitution.
I'd be interested in getting into training, passing on what I know.
Why don't we go into your office and discuss the future?
Ah...
But let us reflect on the past.
I always admired how you grasped the opportunity.
Most people would have retreated into their shell,
but you became the man I knew you could be.
Sadly, the boy I first met never went away.
Is it exhausting, being all the versions of you, Kirk?
Perhaps it's not pastures new, but rather putting you out to gra...
ZIMA GROANS
JUNE WHIMPERS
Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
Hang on, hang on. Hey.
My mum's not here, June.
Now she taught me it is every man for himself. If somebody hits you, you hit them back harder.
You spent your life picking people up. I stepped over them, I got to the top.
And you...took everything away from me!
Here.
And now I am at the bottom, like you,
and I have nothing left to lose!
Right, leave her to me.
Mr Zima is floating in the pool. I hope you got paid upfront.
Get in your fucking car and go!
What are you doing? Er, just texting one of my boys.
Don't want a corpse in the pool when the police arrive.
You...
Your mum is safe.
She's at the place I used to work at.
Well...
I'd ask for your bank details, but I don't think you'd give me them, so, eh...
Here you go.
There's 100K on that.
Don't go crazy on it.
No one knows about that account.
Who's my beautiful girl, eh?
You are, Sophie.
You are!
And one day, you and Granny are going to go on an adventure.
Yeah. We're going to go to the seaside.
Or we'll go to the park.
And one day I'm going to take you to school.
I am. Mum...
Time to go.
Hiya.
Not every week, OK? Yeah.
That's OK.
I'm...I'm going on holiday.
Right.
We're calling it a holiday?
Are you sure you're going to be all right?
You are safe, aren't you?
Hana... They're not gonna come after me.
They thought my name was June Smith the whole time.
And...well,
I was just the carer.
See you then. Yeah.
See you.
Oh, hello.
Yes, em... I'd like to book a flight, please.
The ten o'clock from Manchester to Barbados.
Oh, and can you make it first class?
Er, do you offer a limo service?
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