All language subtitles for Compulsion.S01E04

I haven't had a panic
attack in a few days.

Three, two, one...

I'm Sasha.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Mum! Will you leave me alone!

This money is due.

It's every mother's nightmare,
isn't it?

Something happening to our child?

Jen, you're a paramedic! help her!

I don't trust you.

I'm going to need your cards.

If you need money for anything,
you ask me.

If they are having an affair, you
have to think where that leaves you.

Are you sleeping with her?

Your key.

So, this large sum...

It's gone.

If I can give these people something
tomorrow morning,

then Chris never needs to know about
the loan.

I'm not dealing drugs.

It's exactly what you are doing.

That's what we're doing.

What are you doing?

See, I knew you were up
to something.

Take the money!

You touch one note and we're over!

The funds were deposited into your
amended account,

first thing this morning.

Sasha didn't meet you by
accident, Jen.

She met you because of one.

This is mad.

It's just mad.

Not as mad is giving her 280 grand

and don't even get me started on
Gangster Card.

I didn't give her 280 grand.

She just said she'd let me use her
bank account.

You could have used mine.

You would have told Chris,
wouldn't you?

Chris?

Oh, I'm supposed to be there now.

What am I going to tell them?

How about the truth?

I don't even know what that
is anymore.

None of it makes any sense.

Why would you do this to me?

But none of that matters right now.

All that matters is she's got your
money and she's got my diary.

Oh, my God! Will you stop talking
about the sodding diary?

You got any keys to the garage?

Well, it's not like she's
coming back.

I mean, it's probably not even
her stuff.

As far as the land
registry confirmed,

it's not Sasha's House,
it's theirs.

Everything that women told you is
a lie.

Now, where the hell has she
hidden it?

DOORBELL RINGS

This isn't going to be good, is it?

I thought I was doing the right
thing, I really did.

You were just so angry with me.

Christ, Jenny, can you just take
some responsibility just once?

I panicked.

I really thought that you were going
to take Rosie away from me.

What?

Sasha put the idea in my head,
of course she did.

I was at me lowest.

I had never seen you like
that before.

I honestly didn't know what you were
going to do.

You reported it, right?

There's no point.

It's not a crime.

I authorised the transfer.

Jenny, that woman has disappeared
with our money.

I'll talk to her, OK?

I'll find her. And then what?

Ask her nicely, and she'll hand it
right back?

She's a con artist, Jenny.

A predator.

This is what they do.

The inquest, the lawsuit was all
over the papers.

She probably targeted you
months ago.

Jen, are you listening to anything
I'm saying?

So, say I do report it.

Even if they can do anything,
it could be months, years

before we get anything back,

if we get anything back.

I'll find her.

And I swear on my life, when I do,

I'll find out what she's done with
our money.

You should go...

..before Rosie gets back
from rehearsal.

Can I see her?

Not today.

OK.

I can't argue with it anymore.

What happened to us, Jen?

Will you give her a kiss from me?

Stay as long as you like.

Thank you.

You did the right thing.

I don't feel like it.

You just need to give him some time.

I haven't got time, Al.

I feel like I should be out there
now looking for Sasha.

She will be halfway to the moon
by now.

She won't, you know.

She's still hanging around,
I know it.

So, what now?

Connie Bertram.

Listen, like inventing a fake
back story,

that's one thing.

But getting a bank involved

a letting agency, that's serious
shit, Al.

It's organized and it's
sophisticated and it's got

Connie Bertram written all over it.

Think about it.

She knew I was coming into
some money.

Well, so, she just walks into the
middle of my life out of nowhere.

I no more lost my phone on that train

than Sasha just happened to be on it.

I've been conned.

On the picture in the end...

..there's something about her I
don't know.

I feel like she's leaving me a trail
of breadcrumbs.

To where though? You've got no idea
where she is.

No.

But I know where Connie Bertram is.

Now, Jenny, you sure you want to
do this?

Not really but what choice have
I got?

I can't afford for Chris to report
Sasha and I can't afford to sit on

my arse and do nothing.

She might have nothing to do with it

but Connie's the only lead I've got.

That's a pretty dangerous one.

Where is she?

Connie, where's Sasha?

Hello, Jenny.

And your plus one...

I asked you a question!

You need to calm down.

Remember what we said about
bad days?

Thing is, Connie, you don't get to
tell me what to do anymore.

You and Sasha have got my money

and I want it back.

So, the mystery windfall
finally fell.

You know damn well that it did,
because 140 grand of it fell

straight into your pocket.

Someone's been telling porkies...

So, you are working for her.

I work for no-one.

I may have taken a small commission
for certain services

but business is business.

It's you who need to watch the
company you keep.

I haven't got your money, Jenny.

So, whatever is going on between you
and Sasha...

Jenny's lost everything because of
you and that bitch.

No, dear.

Jenny has lost everything

because of Jenny.

40.

What?

You help me get to Sasha

and I will give you 40 grand.

That's double what I owe you, then
we're quits.

Jenny!

I have no idea where she is.

And even if I did...

..what exactly do you think you're
going to do?

I'm sure I'll think of something.

40.

Do you think we can trust her?

Connie?

No.

But this isn't about trust,

it's about money.

It's the only language
she understands.

I don't know how you can work today.

I have to.

I need to.

Listen, I...

..I'm sorry.

We should have just talked here.

I should have believed you about
Sasha, about everything.

Just thank the Lord for nosy
neighbours, eh?

Without that footage, you'd still
have me down as a loony tune.

Yeah, yeah, probably.

Thanks.

Like watching a tiger playing with
a gazelle

right before eating it.

Kylie's the tiger, by the way.

You never know, she might
be interested.

Mm-mm. She's not on his bus.

Trust me.

You and Kylie?

Well, it's not my fault that
I'm irresistible.

Cradle snatcher.

Oi, you know her middle name
is Butterfly?

Hippie parents.

And she's got this cute
little tattoo.

Yeah.

It's good. I get it.

You all right, Kylie.

That's lovely work, that.

The tattoos,

first time I've seen them in
the flesh.

So, go on, you can tell me.

Are you and Raj out in the
open yet or what?

Eh?

Whatever you're doing, I can't wipe
the smile off the lad's face,

you just keep it up, making my job
a lot easier.

Jen, what the hell are you
talking about?

Well, I spend all day with him.

He spends hours scrolling through
photos of you.

He's got pictures of me?

Yeah, on his phone.

It's the tattoos.

I'm going to say the butterfly is
his favourite.

Oh, shit, was I even supposed to
say anything? I'm sorry.

I'm not talking about what happened
at the last one.

Are you coming to the curry night?

You sure you don't want to do
this officially?

Hashtag #metoo and all that?

No, you're right.

Don't want to tip them off.
They might make copies.

OK.

Well, you better make it quick.

Shift starts in ten minutes.

Game face, Kyles.

Can I talk to you for a sec?

Uh, yeah.

Give us your phone.

All right.

Give us your phone.

All right.

Maybe I will give you my number.

Or not.

Oi, Kylie. What are you doing?
What are you doing?!

Pervert!

What? Kylie? What was that for?

You all right?

Confess to Lesley yet?

No, and I'm not planning on either.

I ain't joking, Jenny.

I will show her what I got.

Yeah.

What exactly is that, Raj?

Do you see now? Stop playing
silly buggers.

Let's just see we get through the
rest of this shift, yeah?

Catching a flight, Jen?

What?

We've been summoned, the Dyson Four,

I feel like the last pair
are walking.

You can avoid me all your like, I've
still got the videos, you know.

There's a thing called the cloud.

Jen, it's your last chance.

The hospital will keep me updated,

but for now, Jerry Dyson
remains stable.

I thought you'd want to know.

Rena, you and I have discussed the
extension to your probationary

period, but it wouldn't do any harm
to add some modules

to the homework, yeah?

Yes, Guv.

And you might think about doing the
same, Jacks?

And this doesn't mean that you two
are off the hook, huh?

I didn't do anything.

You feel like sharing, Raj?

No, Guv.

All right. Well, keep your wisdom
for the interview, yes?

And, Jenny, would you let me know
how you and Raj want to work this?

Before Tuesday, yeah?

Jenny?

Seriously, I will do.

Right.

You still have jobs, just.

So, go out and bloody do them.

Tell me it can wait, Jenny.

Yeah, of course, boss.

Well?

Get off me! Will you leave me alone?

What are you doing?

Look, just show her, will you?
Show her the video!

I don't care anymore!

If I tell her, you're going to
lose everything.

I've already lost everything,
you dickhead!

Do you want to know what I was doing
the night that Rosie had

her accident?

I was gambling.

And I'm not talking about 50p
on a line of bingo, mate.

I'm talking about real money!

Money that I haven't got and a game
that I can't win!

When she was lying on the floor,

my own kid in the room next to
me, unconscious.

The only thing I could think about
and the only thing that mattered to

me, the most important thing in
my life in that moment was what

card was coming off the deck next!

Yes, a convenient excuse.

Not an excuse, Raj!

It's not an excuse.

It's like an anaesthetic.

It's just, it's a peace.

It's the one moment when I don't
have to think about Kingsgate

and everything that came with it.

If I can just concentrate on
the game,

if I can just win one more game,

then I don't have to think about
the bodies.

And I don't have to hear
the screams.

I just...

..I just get to be invisible.

Just for a minute, I just get to
be quiet.

You know, we look at them, don't we?

Every day.

The junkies and alchies and we tell
them it's a no judgment zone,

but what we're actually thinking,

what everyone is thinking is, "Thank
God I'm not you."

But I am.

I'm just like them!

I have lied and I have borrowed and
I have stolen!

I'm an addict, mate!

And I can't do anything about it.

Well, let's just...

..just take it easy.

Oh, I wish I could.

I really wish I could.

But just look at me, like.

Chris doesn't want anything to do
with me.

I barely see Rosie.

And me new best mate has just
fucked off with my compensation

money, which is the only thing
that's going to get me out of this

fucking nightmare!

Never mind my dignity.

I mean, pickings are a bit slim on
the carcass.

And then there's you.

You're supposed to be my partner.

We were supposed to have each
other's backs.

And there you are, giving it the
Al Capone,

telling me that I'm going to
lose everything!

Hate to tell you, mate,

but you're a bit fucking late to
the party.

PHONE CHIMES

Maybe it's the guilt?

Jenny's lost everything because of
you and that bitch.

No, dear.

Jenny has lost everything because
of Jenny.

Your key.

Please.

You've got all kinds of things in
that ambulance.

It's you that needs to watch the
company you keep.

Hmm.

Good for Connie.

Yeah.

Turns out that old honour amongst
thieves thing

is a bunch of bullshit, after all.

Speaking of which, you had no
intention of pawning that jewellery,

did you?

Let's say Connie was open
to renegotiations.

Did you throw her a few quid

just so she could really turn the
screws on me?

Why would you do that when I was
already so terrified?

You need to stop playing
the innocent.

Where's my money, Sasha?

That's all you care about, isn't it?

It doesn't matter what you do or how
low you stoop,

as long as there's money at the end
of it.

You are so pathetic.

Have you forgotten

you were the one that came to me
about stealing drugs!

It was your decision to do it.

How long is it until this
audit, Jenny?

What? About four days?

You've still got them.

And all the files, all the pills.

What are you going to do with them?

Yeah.

Well, that depends on this partner
of yours.

Is he still blackmailing you?

All right.

Well, in that case, I might not have
to do anything.

Either way, you're still
fucked, Jenny.

Oh, no.

Are you feeling a little
bit stressed,

a little bit overwhelmed.

I can always get you another
credit card.

Don't you understand?

Were you hoping that I
would relapse?

Or did you want me to piss me
compensation money up the wall,

as well? Mm-hm.

But at least I got the horse to
water, right?

Why are you doing this to me?

What could I have possibly done to
you to make you hate me this much?

It just...

..it can't be about the money.

I don't give a shit about the money.

So, give it back!

Then admit what you have done.

I don't know what you're
talking about!

You need to stop lying to me.

You're the one that's lying!

I know about Tara, I know that she
died at Kingsgate.

Yeah, of course, you know about Tara
because you killed her.

And until you admit it,

it won't be the money, or your job
or your freedom that you'll lose.

It'll be everything that meant
anything to you, I will destroy.

Cos that's what you did to me.

I don't know what you want me
to say.

PHONE RINGS

Ah!

Well?

PHONE RINGS

Oh...

I'm on-call, Sasha!

Please.

Please.

Just wait.

You're right, we're going to have
to talk.

But I haven't got time now, not if
you want me to explain everything.

Tomorrow.

All right.

Tomorrow at my house at two o'clock.

All Tara's social media accounts
have been deactivated.

You'd think Sasha would want to keep
her sister alive online,

not erase her completely.

People grieve differently,
I suppose.

Look, another shrine.

Tulips for Tara, it's out by
someone in Canada.

So many attention seekers.

I bet Tara never even liked tulips.

No new photos.

I don't know.

It's like looking for a ghost.

I don't even know what we're
looking for.

Al, you could show me Tara James's
entire digital footprint,

I'm still no clearer on what Sasha
thinks I might know.

Oh, look at the time.

Listen, I want to try Rosie
before bed.

At this rate it won't be long
after that.

Jen, wait.

Yeah?

Did Sasha...

..did she say what she'd done with
my diary?

No.

I want to try the baby before bed.

You're wondering what I'm writing
about you.

You asking me or telling me?

Either. Both.

But if I told you...

..that would spoil the mystery.

I'm not much of a fan of mysteries.

You seem preoccupied.

Not your usual, inquisitive self.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

At least I'm not manic.

I never said manic.

How are you feeling within yourself?

Not good.

Can you give me something, please?

Just for a few weeks, just to
help me sleep.

The only thing I can prescribe,
I'm afraid, is advice.

That I'm an ologist, not an iatrist.

But I think we both know that
sleeping pills are only

going to mask what's really going on
in there.

Maybe even push stuff deeper.

Do you know we talked once about
repressed memory.

You called them fragments.

Do you know how I can
defragment myself?

It's just that every time I try...

..it's like some big, angry hand

just reaches inside my head,

puts everything in a big locked box.

It's got danger written all over it,
keep out.

So, why the compulsion to open
it now?

I don't know.

I'm feeling...

..that maybe something stuck inside
of it...

..belongs to someone else.

If you want to open the box...

..open the box.

Before you say anything, I want you
to see how she was.

How she really was.

Not just one of the 18.

Tara was not a number.

That a bit uncomfortable, is it?

No.

Well, it should be.

Inquests are uncomfortable, too,
aren't they?

Yeah, they are.

Those final, absolutely terrifying
moments of those poor people

being publicly dissected, it's
a bit...

..it's a bit voyeuristic, isn't it?

I only went once to give
my evidence.

Yeah, I know.

I went every day.

And, you know, the most awful thing
about it is the waiting.

The anticipation.

Is today the day they're going to
finally talk about Tara?

Is today the day the not knowing
will end?

Or is today the day

I find out that my sister never
needed to have died at all?

I don't know

what you think I know,

but I never saw your sister.

Four witnesses disagree.

Four people.

They saw you and what you did.

I didn't do anything...

And that's why Tara's dead.

Don't you walk away from me!

Now, I don't know what you think I
saw but I didn't see your sister.

And you know how much she was worth?

What they decided she was worth?

28,000.

Which means that you are literally
worth ten of my sister.

That's so awful.

It's unfair.

I know that it is, but that doesn't
have anything to do with me.

Life is cheap, but death is
cheaper, right?

And what about revenge?

Or whatever this is that you're doing
to me, how much does that cost?

This is justice for my sister.

Are you on that train again?

How terrifying that must be, but not
as terrifying as it was for Tara.

Trapped in that wreckage,

alone and in pain,

wondering if anyone was going to
come to help her.

But help did come, didn't it?

You.

All you had to do was stem the flow.

But you didn't, did you?

You just left my sister to die like
a dog in the street.

It wasn't like that.

That's not what happened!

It started off as a normal day.

A normal journey into work.

We went through the tunnel.

GLASS SHATTERS

When I came round, there was a body
on top of me.

That's when I saw Tara for the
first time.

Go and help them.

Help them.

I wanted to help her.

But she told me to help them.

"Help them," she said.

"Leave me and help them."

So, you should know,

your junkie sister,

her last thought was to save
other people.

This is the case for the defence.

We're not in court, Jenny.

That's exactly where we are.

Ever since you put me on trial, a
case I was never going to win.

So, you want me to forgive you?

Yeah.

Yes, I do.

But I think I'd like you to
forgive yourself.

I'll take the blame for what I did.

I'll carry the guilt but I can't
carry yours.

OK, well, the court is adjourned.

This has to stop now.

It's enough.

PHONE CHIMES

It was never about the money.

It was only about Tara.

Let's just get inside, eh?

Rosie's in rehearsal.

I know. Excuse me.

Don't ask me.

I think it's probably time that we
sorted this out.

You didn't find Sasha, did you?

I did.

She's returned all the money.

What? Just like that?

Did she return anything else?

Oh, thank God.

Come on, Jane, give it to me.

"I'll never find another man
like Chris.

"I've known that from the moment
we met.

"Every day is torture."

I said stop.

"How long do I have to wait
for Chris to see me?

"If karma is real, then there's
something I just don't understand.

"Why Jenny couldn't have died
in that crash."

Jesus Christ.

See, the thing is, you're not wrong.

I didn't mean that.

We always did think alike.

"We always did think alike."

Did, do you wish you had died?

Yes.

How can you say that?

I thought it would be easier.

For who?

Everyone.

Even Rosie?

She'd have been OK.

I love you.

I love you, too.

You're the most important thing in
my life.

And you're right.

You've all put up with so much shit

and I really don't understand why!

You're my best friend.

You're my wife.

I don't really know how to be either
of those things...

..until I figured out how to
be Jenny...

You're not on today.

Will you stop doing that?

So, import or exporting?

It's everything I took.

Same batch number, same everything.

I didn't end up moving it in
the end.

So, I just walked in on an
operation, sneak everything back in

before anyone notices. Sorry.
Not sorry.

No, I'm telling Lesley everything.

Really? When?

At the end of the shift.

So, you better enjoy it because it's
probably going to be my last.

You don't believe me?

Here. Take it.

Go on.

If I don't do what I say I'm going
to do,

the pleasure's all yours, mate.

Wait.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Boss.

SIREN WAILS

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