Let's get the bastard.
Going to need you to do something for me.
Something not very nice.
Chuck us your phone, I'll stick me number in.
Put it in as James, yeah?
I made a friend from group.
Oi, are you not worried?
You can carry on working for Col or you can quit.
Those are the two people that
you get to be, so choose.
Anything that puts Owen at harm's way, I'll leave.
What if I can get the Maliks out the way for you?
Phone us in a tip-off, I hard stop them.
You put the gear in the Maliks' car.
Why?
Cos I work for Col McHugh.
I always have.
You going to say something?
I don't always know what to say, I'm not like you.
How did you end up working for him?
Don't matter.
I am where I am.
I wanted to be you.
When I was starting out, me friends
would say, "What you doing, Est?"
And I said, "No, you don't get it.
"There's this DI, she's killing it."
And the whole time, you were on the take.
It's not like that.
What is it like, then?
It weren't a one-way street.
He gave me a lot of intel.
Most of my big cases turned on something he gave me.
If it's so mutual, why does he have to pay you?
Oh, look, does it matter?
It's over, I'm out.
Since I caught you this morning?
No, since before that.
I'm telling you, it's over.
I'm going to bring him in but it has to be my way.
And he cannot know.
No, don't do that.
Don't treat me like I'm an idiot, you know I'm not.
No, I know, I know how it sounds
but I promise you I'm not lying.
It's over, Esther.
You know I have to tell Sandy.
Grass? Don't you dare.
OK, I won't tell her.
If you do tell her yourself, it's the best way.
I can't.
If I betray him, he will come for me, for me family.
Not if he's inside.
Well, I'm sorry, if you don't, I have to.
Please, let me make this right.
Let me finish what I have started here.
Well, finish what? You've done what you've done.
I won't lie for you, I can't, it's wrong.
Oh, it's as simple as that, is it? Yeah...
..it is.
You're a good copper.
How would you know?
Lou, what you doing? You're going to wake Owen.
Lou?
What's happened? It's over.
We have to get all of this out of the house.
What do you mean, over?
Esther caught me doing something for Col
and she's going to Sandy.
They're going to search the house, so we have to get rid of everything.
What'll happen?
Erm, well, I'll deny everything.
Cos I can't co-operate, Col would find out.
Well, I'll take it all.
I'll burn it if I have to.
So it is over, then?
I'm no use to Col if I get caught, am I?
So resign.
Do it tomorrow...
..before anything happens.
You were going to anyway.
I know it's not the end that you
wanted, but it's an end.
This is the best we could've hoped for.
Is it? Yeah.
You know, nothing else matters.
None of it's your problem.
We'll be free.
Yeah?
After all this, we get to walk away.
Come on, come down.
I'll sort the money later.
How you feeling?
Condemned.
You've just got to get through this part. Mm-hm.
There you go.
Cheers.
Morning, Ma'am.
OFFICE CHATTER
PHONE RINGS
Morning. Morning, morning.
PHONE RINGS
VOICEMAIL: Hi, you're through to
Esther Okoye. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you. Argh.
Est, call me back,
it's not what you think.
You're going to want to hear this.
What are you playing at?
I need to talk to you.
Jesus Christ, not here.
Col, you have to let me in!
Listen to me, we've got no time.
I've just come from the station and
I've seen something I weren't meant to.
There's a taskforce, you're the target.
I'm not on it, they have deliberately kept me from it.
They know about us.
They have to. Why else would they freeze me out?
Right. No, don't. They could've turned someone.
Right. What do they have?
I don't know. But enough for a warrant to search the house.
When? No idea.
I came as soon as I saw. They could
be on their way to you right now, for all I know.
You need to clear-out the house out now.
Well, you know I don't keep anything
in the house, you know that.
What's in your safe? Just your cufflinks?
Everything's encrypted.
You want to take that chance?
Be sure and clear-out the house and do it now.
KNOCKS ON DOOR
Yep?
Ma'am, can I have a word?
I won't be a minute, DC Okoye,
I just need to send this.
You all right?
Yes, Ma'am.
Come on, Col.
PHONE RINGS
Sorry, Ma'am, can I, erm...?
Sure.
Esther, are you there?
You can't change my mind.
No, this, this isn't about last
night, this is about Col McHugh. Do you want to bring him in?
I'm not playing your games, Lou.
No, this ain't a game.
He's leaving his house to dispose of evidence,
stuff you could use to nail him.
Well, why don't you bring him in?
You know I can't.
You just say it's from a source and we'll deal with it later.
Where is he?
He hasn't come out yet.
Well, what exactly is he carrying?
I'm pretty sure it's computer stuff, like hard drives.
You're "Pretty sure"? Forget it.
PHONE RINGS
You said you wanted to make a difference.
Well, here's your opportunity.
I'm parked-up half a mile from his house.
There's only one road that goes in or out.
I'm betting he's leaving soon
and I'm betting he's carrying summat
on him that we could use to bring him down.
You want me to trust you?
Look, if I'm wrong, all that happens is you look daft.
But if I'm right, you get to bring down Col McHugh today.
We'll decide what to do about me later.
Esther, you're only going to get one chance at this.
Get over here now!
Esther?
Sorry, Ma'am. It were a source.
OK. Do you want to have that chat?
Erm, it's nothing, it'll wait.
Well, it's nothing or it'll wait?
I really need to chase this up.
It could be relevant to the taskforce.
Fine.
Off you go.
It's the old Church Road, right?
Are you close?
I'm coming towards you now. Any sign?
Not yet.
Oh, come on.
Just give him a bit more time.
No, I'm heading back.
There he is.
Everything by the book from here on out.
I'll go back to the station.
Go get him, Est.
ESTHER ON PHONE: In a silver Mercedes.
Foxtrot, golf, 16, November, uniform, hotel.
No passengers visible.
You'll never guess who Esther's tailing.
It's Col McHugh.
Supposedly, he's moving some incriminating evidence,
she's had some intel.
You're kidding. Is she on her own?
At the moment, yeah.
We're getting units out to her.
She's not to pull him till she's got backup.
SANDY ON SPEAKER: Maintain contact, at a distance.
Let's just see where he gets to. Yes, Ma'am.
He's barely pushing the speed limit.
Proper careful.
Yeah well, you would be if you had something on you.
Stay far back as you can, DC Okoye.
Just turned onto Green Lane.
Heading for the A658.
That's towards Bradford Airport.
Wait, hold up.
What? What's happened?
He's pulling into a petrol station.
He's getting a bag out the boot.
Large holdall, looks heavy.
Could be a handover. Or getting rid.
POLICE RADIO: With you in two minutes. Over.
Shall I go now?
SANDY: Uniform there?
Almost.
No, no, no, You wait for them.
Sorry, Ma'am, he's going inside.
I'll lose sight of bag.
SANDY: DC Okoye!
Col McHugh!
DC Esther Okoye, Central Yorkshire Police.
I have reasonable grounds to suspect
you may be carrying stolen or prohibited articles.
You'll have to ask my lawyer about that.
Erm, Mr McHugh...
..under Section One of the Police and Criminal Evidence Act
of 1984, I'm legally permitted to
carry out a stop and search.
I can also use reasonable force, should you resist,
which could lead to your arrest.
You will be entitled to a copy of the search record.
I'll give you a reference number.
Ma'am.
May I look inside your bag, please?
Could you open it for me, please?
SANDY: What is it?
It's um...
..nothing.
What do you mean, "nothing"?
It's just...
..office stuff, some printer paper.
Packs of Post-It notes.
Post-Its? Is he messing with us?
Don't worry about the reference number, hmm.
DOORBELL RINGS
Busy?
You sure I shouldn't have me chair?
No, you won't need it.
You won't need that, either.
No phones today.
They only tell you what to do.
Leave it. Me and you are going off grid, bro.
I can't leave it.
My parents would freak.
What are you, ten?
I can turn it off.
Done.
Go on, then.
Come on then, bro, let's go on your big adventure.
Better not be shit, though.
OWEN ON VOICEMAIL: Hello?
Hello?
OK, old voicemail joke.
But admit it, I got you.
It's Owen, leave a message.
Tell them to get a wriggle on, yeah?
We're going to lift by Monday.
All right, I'll be two minutes.
OK, guys, we need to speed up, yeah?
See you.
PHONE VIBRATES
PHONE: One new message.
LOU: Ceri, I'm so sorry.
I tried to set Col up and he knows,
so don't come home.
He might have people watching the house.
I'm going to find Owen, I'm going to sort it.
I'm so sorry. It'll be OK.
Owen?
Owen, are you here, love?
OWEN ON VOICEMAIL: Hello?
Owen, Owen, love.
Hello? OK, old voicemail joke.
But admit it, I got you.
It's Owen, leave a message.
Owen, love, you've got to call me
back, it's important, OK? As soon as.
I love you. Bye.
PHONE VIBRATES
Yes?
Your lad's safe - for now.
I don't believe you.
Yeah, you do.
The farm.
Half an hour.
Alone...
..or we drown him.
What's up with you?
I thought you said it wasn't far? It's not.
I use the chair for a reason.
Where are we going?
A bit further down here.
We'll be well away, trust me,
it's worth it. All right.
Give us a drag of that.
Here you are.
Nice one, mate. It's all right.
Come on, you coward! Open the gate!
Come on! Come out!
What's the matter with you?
You really want to be seen here?
Is she in there?
Lou?
No, of course not.
If he hurts her, Alma, I'll kill him.
You'll do nothing. I don't know
where Col is, he doesn't tell me.
So get back in your truck.
You came, you shouted, you can tell
yourself you did something, maybe it helps you.
Told you it were good.
You don't like it?
I do.
Bit of a weird place for your dad to take a little kid, though.
Yeah!
But I were a proper mentalist.
Tasmanian Devil, he used to call me.
And sometimes it'd get so bad, he'd
just chuck us in car and take us
somewhere far away from anyone.
Let me run wild.
Funny thing is though...
..whenever he brought me here...
..I'd just be chill.
I'm not, erm...
I think I knew.
It's OK.
Don't feel embarrassed.
Why would I be embarrassed?
PHONE PINGS
I thought you said no phones.
I thought it were off.
It's excruciatingly obvious that
it's your girlfriend, which is completely fine.
Did you think I thought someone like you could be miraculously
walking the Earth unattached?
What were that?
You want to capture the exquisite
awkwardness of this moment forever?
Don't know.
Summat people do.
Argh!
SHE COUGHS
You see that?
You see it, Slack?
Where's Owen?
What have you done with him?
Col, where is my son?
You tried to set me up this morning.
You've been working against me for a wee while now.
Has Owen ever shown you a picture of his wee friend James?
That's him.
Apparently, you and Ceri have been arguing for years now about a man.
Owen doesn't know his name but...
..recently you've been talking
about stabbing him in the back, getting rid of him.
He, he doesn't know.
He thinks he's having a nice day out with his,
with his pal down by the water.
Please, Col.
Maybe that doesn't have to change. Maybe he doesn't have to get hurt.
So long as we don't have any more lies.
I have no more to tell. No, good, good.
So, why?
I wanted to bring you down.
Really?
I see. And why is that?
I can't explain it.
Well, try and do better.
OK.
The night that we nearly lost Owen...
..I asked for him to be saved.
And then he was saved.
And when I went back to work...
..I realised that my part of the
deal was stopping you.
Why?
Because it's wrong.
Oh, ha-ha.
You hear that, Bulge?
"Because it's wrong."
Has this only just occurred?
Yeah.
Oh, no.
You found God? No, it's not like that.
He found you?
No, I'm too canny for him, he can't track me down.
I don't know what to tell you, Col.
Now, here's the question.
Why didn't you just walk away?
Because you're the problem.
I'm to blame for you.
If it wasn't for you... Oh, I'm the problem?!
I'm the problem?
You're a drug dealer.
I give people something they want,
something they choose to buy freely, Lou.
The drugs you sell ruin people's lives, you know that.
Oh, God! If only people choose a
more respectable way of ruining themselves, eh, Bulge?
Like drink and fags, and takeaways, and betting,
and anything else with a tax code.
Oh, you can't compare the two. Oh, can I not?
My da never broke the law for his fix.
Every last drop of alcohol, legally obtained.
And that was such a great comfort to us.
When he shat himself at Christmas dinner.
When he threw a pan of hot oil over my mother.
When he died at 54 years old,
all small and yellow, with a wee pregnant tummy.
If it's bad for you but feels good,
people are going to find a way to do it.
Legal, illegal, that's just the prevailing wind.
It has fuck all to do with right and wrong.
Chemicals don't have morals.
Oh, Jesus, don't try and justify what you do.
Why not? Why not?
You know how many heroin addicts
there were in Britain in the 1960s? Around 300.
And do you know where they got their gear from? Do you know that?
Boots. Boots, The Chemist, on prescription.
And then the politics changed and well, here we are.
But all of this was a choice, Lou.
What about all the people that you hurt?
You don't even know half the stuff you do!
We did all this together.
No! If I'd never met you...
You were looking for me, just like I was looking for you.
We're exactly the same.
We're the same.
We want to skip a few rungs together, don't we?
We want to fucking get somewhere, and fucking do something.
And all their rules out there are a fucking joke to us.
But I know that.
I know who I am and so does everyone else around me.
But you, you're a fucking liar!
You are a liar!
You lie to every person around you!
Me, Ceri, Owen, yourself!
You're even lying right now!
You are not as honest as you think you are, Col.
My da held me underwater once.
Didn't he, Bulge? My da.
Jesus Christ, the fear, the panic.
Now imagine...
..imagine Owen just
looking up at his pal, James...
..and just thinking, "Why, for God's sake? Don't do this to me."
In fact, no, I wouldn't let that happen, that wouldn't be fair.
I'd get him say it was because of you, first, so at least he'd know.
No.
You fucking touch him and I'll kill you!
And if I don't, Ceri will rip your eyes out!
That's what you're going to think now
but most people, when someone they love gets hurt
and it's their fault, it rips the
fight out of them, it breaks you.
Is that what happened to you?
Is that what happened to you, when Aoife killed herself with your gear?
WHISPERS: Don't.
Or what, you'll kill me again?
You'll kill me twice?
You supplied the drugs that your daughter used to kill herself.
You know that.
She knew that, the whole world knows that!
But I'll bet you a tenner I'm
the first one to say it out-loud. Don't you...
The truth, you want the truth? Don't you use her name.
No-one talks about Aoife
because everyone knows that she fucking hated you.
And she used your drugs to end her life.
But chemicals don't have morals. Bulgey.
"You know who you are"?
THAT is who you are, Col!
And when I'm gone, there'll be no-one else to tell you.
No more lies, I promise.
I promise.
Oh, go on, just get it over with, I haven't got all day.
SHE SNIFFS
Argh!
Go home.
Donal will bring Owen back unharmed.
And this is the last time we see each other.
One fucking chance.
Ever come after me again, Lou, everything changes.
PHONE PINGS
Oh.
I can't tell whether that's good news or bad.
It's good news.
But we should probably head back.
After...
..a swim.
Yeah?
Come on.
Right. If you want to have a look at me cock,
do it now...
..and not when I come out. Yeah?
OK.
Woohoo!
Argh!
Come on!
Come on, mate!
What are you waiting for?
Oh.
Woo!
OWEN ON VOICEMAIL: Hello?
Hello?
OK, old voicemail joke
but admit it, I got you.
It's Owen, leave a message.
CERI: Lou, what's happened?
Is Owen OK?
Yeah, everything's OK. Just come home.
Owen?
CERI: What's going on? Are you all right?
Lou?
I'll explain, just come home.
Thanks for an...
..odd and confusing and hypothermia-y day.
Yeah, look, mate...
..I'm sorry about the whole... Like I said...
..it's cool.
James...
..if you don't want that, then...
..what are we doing?
Is this just like a field trip version of the group?
That's fine, by the way.
It's just nice to have some sort of road map.
I don't know.
It's...
..it's just good to talk to someone, in't it?
See you at Sad Bastards Group?
LOU ON VOICEMAIL: Owen, love, you've got to call me back,
it's important. OK? As soon as.
I love you.
Bye.
Mum?
What's this voicemail about?
Mum?
Tell me what's going on?
Nothing.
Don't matter.
Everything's OK.
I'm going for a shower.
You're his son, aren't you?
And?
What were you doing with Owen?
Nothing, just talking.
I-I swear.
He don't even know who I am, he thinks I'm from the group.
You're James?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You're fucking James! No, no, no, no, no, no!
It's done, it's done, it's over. I swear, I swear.
No harm done, yeah?
I were never going to hurt him.
Ah!
Me da will fucking kill you!
If I ever see you here again...
What happened?
Boss?
Boss, just listen to me!
Just listen to me.
You can't do this!
Boss, you do this, we'll never be safe.
She'll come again.
What happened?
Slack.
She tried to stitch him up and he let her walk!
Alma, if he doesn't deal with her, we're done.
Everybody will know you can take a
shot at Col McHugh, he don't fight back.
I've made my decision.
It's not just you!
What about your people?
They go down with you!
It's a fair question, Boss.
I were an O'Brien man through and through.
And when you were takin' over, when
I went with you, I got a lot of grief.
Traitor, all that.
I threw in with you because I could
see you were the right man for the job.
And I never, ever doubted that.
Till now. Bulgey, Curtis, would you...?
She tried to hurt us and you just let her go?
Make up your mind, Alma.
Either you want out of this life...
..or you want me to kill a woman who
was sitting at our table two weeks ago.
Police officer...
..a friend of 20 years, a mother to a wee lad.
You love her?
Not like that, and you know it.
Sometimes, I wish it was like that, it wouldn't make you weak.
What was I supposed to do?
Keep us safe.
But you haven't done that in a long time.
Mum!
I don't get it.
Why would he just...
..let you go?
Cos he cares about me?
Have I ruined it?
No.
I ruined it.
A long time ago.
But he's not going to change his mind, so.
But it's his son.
Yeah.
KNOCK AT DOOR
DOORBELL RINGS
What was that this morning?
Did you know he had nothing on him?
Or maybe this whole thing were about tying me up in your mess and making
it harder for me to go to Sandy.
Est, I'd never do that to you.
Yeah, forgive me if I don't take that as gospel.
She's asking me all sorts now.
How the tip came in, how the source
knew what were going on in McHugh's house.
I've already had to lie to her.
I'm sorry, I...
I really thought we had a shot at him.
Well, then, what happened?
I tried to smoke him out, and he saw straight through me.
And then he took Owen.
What?
Is he OK?
Yeah he's OK, he's upstairs.
Lou, we have to go in now. You need protection, you need to
make sure that your family is... Look, he's given me one last chance.
OK? He'll leave us alone if I leave him alone.
But if I breathe a word against him, the deal is off.
So you go do whatever you have to.
OK? I get it, I really do.
But I will deny everything, to protect Ceri and Owen.
Well, then, I'm fucked then, aren't I?
It'll be my word against yours.
A two-year DC grassing on a DI.
God, not just any DI.
Plus, I took your dodgy tip.
And I've lied to Sandy, I'm halfway to discrediting meself.
Jebem ti! How dare he?
Da?
Da...
..I want to be there.
Whoever you send, I'm going with them.
Whoever I send?
God forbid you fight your own battles, Donal.
Col! What?
You took the man's son, got a hiding for it. Fair's fair.
Now, if you want to keep going, that's up to you.
But judging by the state of your wee face...
..you might want to leave it be.
BULGEY SPITS
That your resignation, is it, Bulge?
What happened to you?
It's OK, Mum, it's OK.
Did you even fight back?
Not dead, then.
It's the best possible result, Slack.
I'm touched you came to tell me.
SHE SCOFFS
What?
He's still out there.
So are you.
I don't go in much for guilt, meself.
The one thing I do know about it,
is it's ours and ours alone.
He can't atone for you.
CAT MEOWS
Well, what do you want me to do?
How about the right thing?
I mean, if I turn myself in now,
I put me family in danger.
You put them in danger first time you took his money.
They've never been safe.
CAT GURGLES
You OK?
Only usually makes that noise when I kick it.
Did you take it to the vet in the end?
Yeah, nowt doing.
Do you know how much they want to put it down?
World's gone mad if it's cheaper to keep it alive.
DOG BARKS
Yeah, daylight robbery.
Although it barely resembles a cat any more, Vern.
I know you.
You were the O'Briens' knifeman.
They should've pensioned you off years ago.
Argh!
Col let me go!
His head's gone, mine hasn't!
I knew you'd come again.
Argh!
Don't fucking touch me.
Listen to the man.
Call 999, Vernon!
They'll never get here in time.
You need to go.
You need to leave, even my neighbours will report a gunshot.
Don't touch anything.
Come on, come here.
Have some of that.
Rinse them again.
No, use your top.
Then get rid of them clothes when you get home.
This isn't going to work, Vern. We can but try, but you need to
skedaddle - now.
Well, where will you go?
I've got a little bolthole in
Guadalajara for just such eventualities.
The jet's fuelled and waiting.
No, Vern... Don't worry.
It'll be all right, I'll spin them a good yarn, you won't feature.
I can't let you do this.
I shot him, didn't I?
Because of me. Because he followed me.
If I hadn't come here that day...
Yeah, but you did and I'm glad.
I never helped anyone before.
Now, come on, piss off,
you've got your family to think of.
Me and my pal, we need to be alone.
You're going to go down for the gun alone.
No... I'll tell 'em I got it in a jumble sale.
Zip it up.
I'll come visit ya. Will ya, bollocks.
How suspicious would that look?
That's it, now, come on, go...
Go on.
OPENS, CLOSES DOOR
CAT MEOWS
Oh, sod it.
KNOCKS ON DOOR
Er...
..you might want to get out.
DIAL TONE
Emergency, which service?
Fire, police.
I'd say, send the lot.
Address?
Yep. 51 Drakefield Street, Seacroft.
And what's happened?
Well,
I've shot an intruder dead...
..then set me house on fire.
Err, someone's on their way.
Right.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
GLASS SHATTERS
Oh.
You OK?
Erm, fine.
Yeah? Yeah.
You want the bad news or the good news?
Um...
The bad news... Mm?
..I've overcooked the pasta.
The good news, there's loads left.
OK.
Give us that.
HE CLEARS THROAT
Come on...
You sit down.
I'll get a bowl.
Give my legs a rub, will ya? They're sore today.
What's this? Spa treatment?
Right, I'm next.
VOICES BECOME MUFFLED
Quick question for ya.
Are you recovering from a serious illness which almost killed ya?
All right, maybe not, but I am out on site every day,
risking my life, up and down wobbly ladders,
dodging falling bricks, all to provide for my family.
VOICES FADE OUT
SIRENS BLARE
INDISTINCT CONVERSATION