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♪ Dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Dance with me ♪

♪ I want my arm about you ♪

I wanna go home.

♪ The charm about you ♪

Tell Mack I need to go home.

♪ Heaven ♪

♪ I'm in heaven ♪

Yes, Margaret?

Joe Barlow's
very distressed, Mr. Cedric.

Should we offer him a sedative?

Perhaps you should pop up.

Sedative's fine.

I'm busy.

♪ When we're out together
dancing cheek to cheek ♪

Right, boys and
girls, let's be having you.

Joe, time to pick a fight with management.

So, with our closure
here at the Douglas,

our new home Gracenote
will be ready to provide

a country club ethos,

underpinned by excellent clinical care.

Judas Iscariot.

Excuse me.

Mack, this really isn't the time.

You didn't come to see us,
so we have come to see you.

Judas.

Look, I have said that there

will be new placements for everyone.

But I've also said that there

are some tough choices to make.

You've been hiding from us
till there was no going back,

you sniveling prat.

Not you, Joe.

You'll not kick us out of our homes.

You got the guts for a war,
'cause that's what it is.

This is my home too,
and I will not be bullied.

If you carry on like this,
Mack, I'll split you and Joe up

and you'll never see him again.

Is that clear?

It's all right, I got this, mate.

Evening, sir.

Whenever human
beings are in trouble,

that's where you'll find them.

They may be tinkerers or
tailors, soldiers or sailors,

nurses or binmen, or
strangers in the street,

perhaps even, and this is hard
to believe, I know, lawyers.

They're here to help,
to comfort, to guide.

Gus, leave it, no.

Gus, no, now, Gus.

No.

Leave it, leave it.

Hey hey hey, guys, guys, is it worth it?

Some half-remembered argument?

Look up.

The cosmos is your canopy.

Wait a minute.

Hey, guys.

Ow.

You temp at chambers, don't you?

You're vibrating.

Oh no, no, it's my
mobile phone, it vibrates.

Hello?

Tom, the police need a brief.

Get your weird self down to
the station and make yourself

known to the custody sergeant.

An old man has just been
accused of poisoning.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey well now, you've got
some rubbish in this place.

I'm sorry, he's got no surviving family

and the police wouldn't grant bail

unless I found him somewhere to go.

Mr. Steen, should we have a chat?

You want chat?

Tickety-boo.

Oprah, Jeremy, Trisha, all on right now.

I won't, if you don't mind.

I know what hell feels like already.

Please, Mr. Steen.

Call me Mack.

Bloody tarmacker, see?

The black stuff.

40 years.

We need to talk about what
you did to Keith Cedric.

I weren't gonna kill the little prick.

He just got me mad.

What did he do?

Well, the point is he doesn't like me.

You've been at the
Douglas for six years,

and I gather ever since Mr. Cedric

announced the closure of the building--

For this money-spinner
over in Leeds, Gracenote.

And what happens to us?

Farmed out to other homes like cattle.

These other homes might have been nicer.

Oh, 'cause we're old farts, we're happy,

so long as there's soup and
Noel Edmonds on the telly,

is that it?

Weeds.

In a pot, left on the back step
for me to break my neck on.

My weeds, thank
you, Mrs. Sheringham.

Mm.

All right, pet, nice ass.

Look, I poured me pills into Cedric's grub

and he bloody deserved it.

Got a bladder like a barrage balloon.

Need to point it at the porcelain.

It's like having Ned
Sherrin to stay, isn't it?

This Keith Cedric has
kicked up a bit of a fuss.

So, Mr. Steen is being charged with ABH.

A Section 47?

That's a bit harsh.

So, if he pleads guilty to ABH,

we get him off with a suspended sentence.

Why has Mr. Mountjoy sent us
this charming older gentleman?

Some seem to think
he's a hero around here.

But personally, I think
Mack Steen is a bully.

Based on the police statement,

we'll have no trouble
getting a conviction for ABH.

What's that for, did I miss something?

So, this is Mr. Mountjoy's
great mission, is it,

an unrepentant old man
with yellow fingers?

Maybe he wants Mack to find repentance.

The prodigal grandpa?

A bit obvious, but I
can see it tickling him.

Hey, Tom.

Hiya.

Hiya?

She works in chambers.

What?

Oh, you found a little friend.

Would she like to come for tea?

Shut up.

Better idea.

Let's check out this
nirvana Mack's fighting for.

Hiya.

Cedric wants to up the charge.

Richard, you can't.

The warfarin only caused
minor ulcerations.

Doesn't matter.

I have a tame hematologist
who will play ball.

Let's settle for ABH.

Hello, sir.

Can I ask you to move your deckchair?

I need to get out.

Isn't that the thing about the elderly?

So self-centered.

Three things never stop
growing, hair, nails, and ego.

Your old boss is used to poison cases.

Part of Crippen's defense team.

Oh, if they'd listened
to me, he would've walked.

Come on, sir, time to go.

We shall not be moved.

Mack has to fight tooth and nail

to get things done around here.

Mr. Cedric.

Before Mack came, it was, well...

Now, we're like a ship of friends.

All on one last voyage.

And you're the belle of the ocean.

Is
Mack coming home to us?

Tickety-boo.

So, what's that you're writing?

A book.

Is that, what you call
it, chick-lit, is it?

Heaven, Hell, and Court:

A History of Morality and the Law.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Oh damn.

I forgot to post this, that's
the second time this week.

Old memory box letting you down?

What I do, tie a piece of
string around me finger.

You need a pot plant in here

or a Matisse on the wall or something.

Sorry, Zak Gist, defense
counsel for Mr. Steen.

Actually, this house was
always very free of clutter,

even when I was a lad.

Oh, you grew up here?

So, the Douglas, is
that an old family name?

There used to be a
Douglas fir out the front.

Good climbing tree.

Ah, the tree of dreams
one climbed as a boy.

So, you turned it into a care home?

I thought I'd bring my experience

to bear in the private sector.

I used to be an NHS manager.

Yes, one of those.

We should continue this in court.

And is that what you really want?

I want Mack Steen out of my life.

Mack.

These shoes need doing first.

Mack.

Mack.

Where is he?

Do you polish Mack's shoes for him?

What is all this?

Where is he?

It's all right, it'll be okay.

It's dementia.

Is he with you?

It was horrible.

Pain and confusion that strong,

it really hit you didn't it?

Can we go now?

Plead guilty to ABH, you'll
get a suspended sentence.

It's a formality.

The defendant will stand

and confirm his name and address.

Let's do it, girlfriend.

With the approval of the CPS,

prosecution are recommending a new charge.

What?

That of attempted murder.

Hold your horses, you can't.

He's a pensioner.

Thank you, Mr. Gist.

I'll see both counsel in my chambers.

Great.

Nice one.

Get it now, cheers.

Tom, what do I get for attempted murder?

The rest of your life.

So, our guilty to ABH
has become, abracadabra,

not guilty to attempted murder.

Mack, see?

This pharmacology report says

you didn't have enough
warfarin to kill a man,

but you did still empty out the whole pot.

Tickety-boo.

No, not tickety-boo.

Prosecution will like you
that you emptied that pot

in the hope of killing him.

So, what was life
like under Keith Cedric?

Was it oppressive?

He's cold.

Like a gravestone.

So, you think Cedric lacks
empathy with his residents?

The point is, Cedric
sees it as a bank account,

one he's decided to close.

Now, I fight for those who
can't fight for their selves.

I've fought all me life.

Not afraid of a scrap, me.

You're a crusader.

Proper superhero, son.

Can even fly, me.

Really?

Me too.

Do you want me to get a
message to your friend?

Joe, he seemed upset.

Ah, he's loco.

Alzheimer's.

Okay, so our angle is
that you've been campaigning

against a cynical businessmen, yes?

Mack?

There's cruelty in Keith Cedric.

Some folk, you just know.

What are you doing, Tom?

Thing is, old people always act

like there's another law for them.

Loneliness, madness,
and the telly on so loud.

Do you ever worry about getting old?

Nah.

These days, you don't get
old till you're like 90.

But is that a good thing?

You know, people living
in these decaying bodies?

My gran's 79, she
says she still feels 30.

I don't even wanna feel 30.

All right there, you slob?

Who's that, your mum?

Well, he's safely back at the house.

Snoring like a trooper.

Zak, he's not a well man.

If we don't get him off this,

I don't think he'll
survive long in prison.

I'm aware of that.

Here's your diary.

What's that on your finger?

Nothing.

Well, maybe we should just
plead guilty and have done.

Maybe Mr. Mountjoy doesn't
care about any of this.

Ah, we're in one of those moods are we?

Look, a four leaf clover, Mrs. S.

So rare, that finding one
was considered good luck.

The lawn's full of them.

Is he losing interest?

Mr. Mountjoy hasn't
given up on this place,

so who the hell are you to?

You still defend the boss
after what he did to you?

I asked for a human life,

with all the joy and misery that entails.

He did nothing to me except
give me what I wanted.

You have to ask yourself
what it is you want.

Oh, my very own stalker.

I was, um, waiting for you, actually.

But you caught me off guard.

Richard's adamant.

The callous nature of the crime.

The premeditation, and the fact

that the victim wants a custodial.

Attempted murder.

Mack's stubborn and
he made a big mistake.

But a murderer, he isn't.

He's old and sick.

Prison at 82 is like executing him.

Oh.

How are you at packing crates?

My new flat looks like that warehouse

at the end of Indiana Jones.

Boxes and boxes.

I think you've been saddled
with a hopeless case, Zak.

Hopeless cases are my speciality.

What?

Did I spill a vol-au-vent
on you at a party in Norwich?

If you did, it would have
been the most interesting thing

ever to happen to me in Norwich.

Okay, I'll drop it.

But we've met.

Come over and help me unpack?

Mates now, remember?

I'll take a rain check.

Right.

Well, Richard can help me then.

It seems he's the only
friend I've got in this city.

So, I'll...

I want you to go through the list

we've subpoenaed, residents' families.

See if anyone's filed a complaint

against Cedric in the past.

These NHS bigwigs usually drag a couple

of official complaints around with them.

You know, the internet is so sad.

All of these people desperate to talk,

like this woman, I'm lonely, call me.

Tom.

Tom?

Sorry, yes.

We're looking to see if he's ever taken

against any other residents.

Mack said there was cruelty in him.

If we can damage his character in court,

we've got a slim chance.

I'll see what I can dig up
at the Public Records Office.

New insurance company, Cedric Insurance.

Mr. Frederick Howells, Mr. John
Burrows, Mr. Victor Cedric,

and Master Keith Cedric.

Ah, the tree of dreams
one climbed as a boy.

Look, Cedric's mum died when he was a kid.

Father packed him off to boarding school

for a taste of science,
sodomy, and the lash.

So, a miserable childhood.

Ah, it's been the making
of half the prime ministers

this country's ever had.

It seems he was controlled as a boy

by an overbearing father,
but nothing we can use

to paint him as the villain in this.

I assume all you got was the address

of a prostitute in Shipley.

- Are we about to eat?
- All these women,

selling themselves.

He's opened up the drinks cabinet.

Is it all bloody vino?

Where's the bloody ales?

If he touches the 15 year
old Glenlivet, I'll kill him.

Well, get out some ice cream.

Coffee or vanilla?

Do they hurt?

They ache sometimes.

And how did they remove them?

With a blade.

Coffee or vanilla?

I don't get it.

Old age.

I think growing old makes more sense

if you're doing it with someone.

But you went through
all that pain for someone,

and then he just died.

That doesn't change what we did have.

Mrs. Sheringham, do you ever miss home?

Tom.

I'll tell you what it's
like to live a life.

Every day, the things that you carry

with you get a bit heavier.

That doesn't sound very good.

Well, it depends on
what you're carrying.

And some people don't like to unpack.

I'm glad you're all right.

I'm right there.

Mack?

Tom?

Joe.

It's me, pal, it's Mack.

Mack.

I'll get them shoes.

Shoes can keep, I'm worried about you.

How are you coping, big man?

Come here.

Nothing's gonna break us.

I've been so
scared without you, Mack.

I'll keep fighting
for the both of us.

Terrible dreams and all.

They'll not keep us apart, Joe, lad.

Nothing's gonna break us.

It'll always be you and me

on the picket line, shoulder to shoulder.

You can't stay here, Mack.

Don't go, Mack.

I won't leave you.

I'll keep fighting for the both of us.

If we stay, they'll arrest him.

They won't break us up.

What is going on?

Jesus, Gist.

This is why he fights.

He threatened me.

Said if I didn't stop getting at him,

he'd see me and Joe were split up.

The needs of one resident

cannot dictate the needs of a business.

That's why you poisoned him,

Mack, because he threatened Joe?

Why didn't you tell us this?

You can't split them up, it's heartless.

Oh, you want to talk
about heartless do you?

This old man.

You're in breach of your
bail conditions, Mr. Steen.

I'm calling the police.

Hold on.

Can't you see he's sick?

Bloody bastard.

Mack.

Let go of me.

Let go of my arm.

What are you doing?

Let go of my arm.

What are you doing?

Let go.

Get out.

You get out.

You hate Mack and when you
do, that song fills your mind.

Why?

Look, I can see he's sick.

I'll forget it this once

if you just get the hell out of here.

You threatened a resident.

You used an Alzheimer's
patient as hostage.

You want court, Mr. Cedric?

You got it.

♪ Heaven ♪

♪ I'm in heaven ♪

Oi, Aled Jones, wake up.

Your honor, we have someone
for the jury to love.

Mack Steen, diehard old
socialist and widower,

dedicated to protecting his
friend with Alzheimer's.

All right, I found something.

And in the blue
corner, a calculating man

who victimized our client
and even used his--

You wanted to know if
any residents' families

had complained about Cedric in the past.

Daisy Barlow.

As in Joe Barlow?

Well, she's his daughter, a nurse.

She wrote this piece
for the Post last year

about the poor care of dementia patients.

She doesn't name any names,
but I was thinking maybe--

She might have an issue with Cedric.

Why didn't you give this to me earlier?

When I tell you I need information

and something's important, do
you actually hear the words,

or does it just come across
as a sort of droning sound?

Well, I'm giving it to you now.

And lay off, please, I
was up half the night

with that angry old--

Sorry.

The thing is, Mack exploits
Joe too, doesn't he?

I mean, I think he makes Joe
polish his shoes for him.

What are you saying?

Mack and Cedric.

I mean, they're both
arrogant, they're both angry.

Sometimes I wonder how much difference

there is between them.

We need to find
out what makes Cedric tick.

Oh.

I appreciate
it's an embarrassment,

Keith, but you mustn't forget
you're the victim in this.

I don't think the defense
have a pot to piss in.

It'll be over in a flash.

It was a piece about my profession.

I wasn't writing about the
care my own father gets.

Have you not had any concerns?

I never stop worrying about Dad.

It's first thing in the morning,
it's last thing at night.

Daisy, I'm so sorry.

Life can seem pointlessly cruel, can't it?

When the Douglas closes,
he'll come to mine.

Would you be prepared to
stand up in front of the court

and tell everyone what a good,

loyal friend Mack has been to your father?

Not in a million years.

Daisy.

Dad liked the quiet life.

But Mack was always dragging him

into some scrape or another.

They were on the picket lines together.

And Mack's still fighting for your father.

That's Dad and Mum on their wedding day.

When I was 19, Mack ran off with her.

He ruined Dad's life.

They didn't speak again
until he got Alzheimer's.

Oh well, then of course
Mack could be pals again,

boss Dad around all over again.

I won't be your character
witness, Mr. Gist.

The Douglas is a well-run place

and Mack Steen is a nasty old man.

Look, I think you should leave now.

Oh, awkward.

Yeah, fine.

Okay, well I'm going to help him somehow.

- Collecting fir cones?
- Just in case, please.

It's
bloody pathetic, boy.

- Five more minutes, Dad.
- Five minutes doing what?

You're idle, Keith.

You're sitting on your lazy ass.

- Get down, now.
- Sorry, sorry.

Zak called.

Daisy Barlow doesn't like you.

Stupid fat bint.

That's why you've been
looking after Joe, isn't it?

And why you're too
ashamed to talk about it.

You're doing penance.

I broke his heart.

Prison's all I'm good for.

Hey, that's enough of that.

Come on, up you get, we'll try again.

Good.

Oh, and for future reference,
when I say hold my hand,

that's not my hand.

Hello?

Hey, it's Jude.

Hiya.

A few of us are going out tonight.

Oh, well count me in.

Big time.

Great.

I've discovered you're a
shareholder in Gracenote.

Oh.

You're in breach of
your code of practice.

I was a very minor partner.

And there you were telling
me old people were so selfish.

Well, there are investment opportunities

in selfish people.

It's not fu...

Hang about, you said you
were a minor partner.

I pulled out as soon as I
knew I was taking this case.

Listen, I wouldn't blame
you, but did you tell Gist?

I haven't said anything.

And I won't.

♪ I will be your electric star tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ I'm hanging on to ♪

All right, four Vodka Red Bears.

Four Vodka Bulls and an orange juice.

- Make that five Vodka--
- Doubles.

♪ I wanna be your electric star tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ You really, really gotta see ♪

♪ Really, really gotta see ♪

♪ I wanna be your electric star tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight ♪

The man upstairs has
forgotten what it's like

shoveling the black stuff down here.

I can vouch for that.

You seem like you're an
old soldier of the left.

People will understand that.

I need to go home.

You can't.

It's your conditions of bail.

I wanna go home.

I've got summat to do.

Something worth going to prison for?

Yeah.

You won't last inside.

I don't care, I'm going back.

No, calm yourself, Mack.

Get off.

If I wanna go, I'll go.

You're not stopping me.

They'll arrest you.

Ow.

Bloody ow.

Don't you see, Steen?

We're all that stands between you

and a lonely death in Strangeways.

Now, bed.

Okay, lad.

Okay.

♪ I'm in heaven ♪

♪ And my heart beats so
that I can hardly speak ♪

♪ And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪

♪ When we're out together
dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Heaven, I'm in heaven ♪

What does it mean to you?

Come on, Keith, what makes you tick?

You have a man's life in your hands.

He'll die in prison if you carry on.

This was my father's room.

This was where he died.

Get your head out of
the sand and listen to me.

You're destroying Mack, it's wrong.

Or is this just a case
of pig stubborn pride?

What happened to you?

Talk to me.

Give you more ammunition to destroy me?

Oh, that would be so
easy for you, Mr. Gist.

Do you really hate Mack?

What is it?

I am the victim.

Talk to me.

Your father, I'm trying to understand.

Did your father die while
listening to this song?

Did he die alone?

Why is this connected
to your hatred of Mack?

It was my one safe place.

I've done my prep, Dad.

I'm just going out to watch the sunset.

- Come back here.
- Please.

- Keith.
- Don't start shouting.

First
is we go through the figures.

- Stop the shouting.
- I'm warning you, Keith.

Stop shouting, Dad, please.

Are
you some kind of nancy?

Please, Dad, stop shouting.

- I'm here.
- You're here,

but you're not all bloody there.

I'm going to report you
for what you did tonight.

They'll throw you off the case.

It's over.

Oh.

Check these out.

Oh, I love this.

I love this, what is this?

Keith Cedric had one place
to go to escape his father.

And that tree's not there anymore.

It's just tarmac.

Mack did this, all those years ago?

And he hates him just for that?

Mr. Mountjoy sent us two.

Mack and Keith Cedric.

And I've failed them both.

I know, I know.

I'm really hungry.

Well, there's bacon in the fridge

and eggs in next door's chickens.

I can't have fun with people my own age?

Oh, so Jude's 14 billion
years old as well, is she?

You went
to her place, didn't you?

She kissed me.

Gosh.

And I absolutely did respond.

Heavens.

Just tell us that you didn't--

We slept together.

Slept.

I passed out.

I think it was connected to the alcohol.

When I woke up, she'd gone to work.

What's that clock doing out?

Go easy on him.

I know you fell in love,
and I know it got tricky.

Tricky?

I would have died for her.

Instead, I broke her heart.

I had to leave behind the
greatest love of my existence.

Not as great as your
love for Mr. Mountjoy.

The greatest love of my existence.

Well if it's that bad,
then give up your wings.

Do what Mrs. S did and become one of them.

It's not the end of the world.

Yes, it is.

This is the clock that sat in the Kremlin

and counted down to doomsday.

Doomsday.

And Mr. Mountjoy sent it to us, to me.

He's not about to let another of us fall.

We are here for humankind
because they are that close.

We cannot let them down, we can not.

I cannot.

You're an idiot.

You're a stupid bloody idiot.

But you're not as big an idiot as me.

In the interests of
an expedient transfer

of resources to Leeds, I have decided

to begin the closure of the Douglas today.

Where's Mack?

Your friends and
relatives are being informed.

He can't do this.

You can't do this.

I'm sorry.

It was my home too.

But it's time to close this house up.

Mack.

I'm sorry.

We've let you down.

I stand and fall by
me own mistakes, son.

Always have done.

What happens to 'em now?

Some will be collected by relatives.

Some will be moved to hospital--

Joe?

Going to his daughter's, I expect.

He needs me.

Mack.

We'll go with you.

Thanks, pet.

Joe.

Hey, Joe, lad, what's
all this palaver, eh?

Want me to polish them shoes for you, eh?

Yes.

I've always done them, haven't I?

Yeah.

And no one does them like Mack, eh?

Come on, let's get you back
to your room for a lie down.

They're replacing your defense counsel.

The whole trial is on hold, what happened?

I happened.

You know Cedric's started
closing the home today?

Mack.

Help.

Help, it's Mack.

It's all right.

Call an ambulance.

I'm not done.

Easy, Mack.

It's not fair.

- Dammit.
- Talk to him.

All right.

Just breathe.

It's not fair.

Dammit, it's not fair.

No no no no no no.

This is it.

Your chance to let it go.

What are you talking about?

Your father died in here.

Just go away, please.

Did you stay with him?

When the time came for him to
pass, did you stay with him?

No, you put on Fred Astaire
and you left him, didn't you?

He was an evil old bastard.

- He--
- He bullied you.

And the only safe place for you was

in the branches of that tree.

All right, breathe.

Breathe.

Don't be afraid.

He had Mack and Joe cut it
down and smother it in tar.

Was it revenge?

Letting your dad die alone in here?

It's okay, don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Keith, trust me, you can bury this pain.

Forever.

I'm sorry, Mack.

Looking at you was like
looking at my father.

They can stay.

I won't close.

You did it.

You won.

I won't close and I'll look after Joe.

Good lad.

It's all right.

That's it.

It's all right, just let it happen.

It's done.

I'll find glasses fit for the job.

Right.

I do have glasses.

Somewhere.

That's him.

Daniel.

The man who left me
waiting in a restaurant

and then vanished from my life.

Daniel?

A bit precious as names go.

I think...

Could we do this another day?

Sorry, I'm a little bit tired.

It's a flat-warming present.

Oh.

I'm not really
superstitious but, for luck.

Tom?

A hangover slows a man down.

Forces him to take stock.

Begins like a lion and
ends like a lullaby.

Can't fight the hangover, old Tom.

It's like growing old.

Can't fight it.

But they do.

They fight from when they're young.

From the moment they sense death's coming.

I'm really sorry about
the stuff with Jude.

Understand, Tom.

We can't be with them, not in that way.

Mountjoy wouldn't
tolerate another failure.

It's a good job you didn't sleep with her,

you'd probably blown her head off.

Are we that impressive?

Oh yeah.