Original subtitles

Can you read ?

Was that a rhetorical question ?

SHOUTING, HOOTING AND COMMOTION

CROWD CHANTS: Keep the whores behind doors !

# BRASS BAND PLAYS: "Stand Up For Jesus"

Have you just farted ?

Oh, is that not allowed either ?

What if the cab catches fire and the doors are locked ?

You burn to death.

How long will you be ?

Depends whether they let me out or not.

It's a mental hospital.

RAUCOUS LAUGHTER

Hello.

Shirley Temple without a condom.

Shirley Temple with a condom.

Without. A girl round the corner will do it.

Then she's an idiot.

Hello, Jimmy.

Irish.

Rather thoughtful of me, don't you think ?

Scunthorpe.

How are you ?

There's nothing wrong with me.

You've been off work for four months.

There's nothing wrong.

What do you want ?

I thought you might like a visit.

You've left it a bit late.

Why did you rape her ?

Who ?

Jane Penhaligon.

I didn't.

SOUNDS HORN

Where are you going ?

Hey, Jean. Come on.

D'you know what you're doing ?

Come on, Jean.

Shirley Temple without a condom, £50

£40.

You've never raped anyone ?

No.

You're a liar.

I'm not.

How old are you ?

46.

You first got your end away, say, 30 years ago ?

Thelma.

And the ones after Thelma ?

Dark alley. Back seat of a car.

They struggle, but you're full of beer.

What's your left hand for ?

We're talking about Jane Penhaligon.

It's to hold their wrists...

The man wore a mask.

..until you're sure you're going to get in there.

There is no bloody comparison !

And only then do you stop.

We've all done it.

Everyone my age and over could be had up for rape. Right ?

Wrong.

So ?

So don't treat me like muck.

You wore a mask and carried a knife.

It wasn't me.

She thought you were going to kill her.

It wasn't me !

# How much is that doggie in the window

# The one with the waggoty tail ?

# How much is that doggie in the window ?

# I do hope that doggie's for sale.

# I don't want a bunny or a kitten

# I don't want a parrot that talks

# I don't want a bowl o' little fishes

# You can't take a fish for a walk

# How much is that doggie in the window ?

# The one with the... #

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

# ...doggie in the window ?

# I do hope that... #

Slut.

Filthy little slut.

# How much is that doggie in... #

Tart. You've always wondered what it was like.

You filthy little slut.

Well, now you're gonna find out.

You little tart.

You little slut.

You're dying for it, aren't yer ?

12 years old, and you're dying for it.

You filthy little bitch.

Nervous breakdown 16 weeks ago.

I'm over it.

Stressed. Depressed. Anxiety attacks

Guilt does that to a man.

Guilt over Bilborough's death.

Guilt over Jane Penhaligon's rape.

Over a colleague's death.

Is that what you've told them ?

Why should I rape her ?

I've screwed her.

I got sick of it. Why rape her ?

Convince me.

A tattoo on the side of her thigh.

Now I know you raped her.

A rapist is going to see that, is he ?

Rip 'em off, stick it in - a rapist is going to see a thing like that ?

You've kissed that tattoo, eh, Fitz?

You've felt the hair on your cheek

For God's sake, you've been there.

If a fat piss artist like you could screw her, anybody can.

She said something similar.

Well, there you go, then.

You've been reading The Guardian again, eh ?

Bilborough screwed her.

He's dead. Do you think I'd lie about it ?

You think I'd lie about that ?

I think you're capable of anything.

I've got no money.

I had £50 down the side. My wife must've taken it.

I've got to have it.

I'll give you it next time.

I need it for the kids' dinner money

A man's coming for the rent.

I'll pass it in the morning.

Sure (!) Have you got a cash card ?

Yeah.

There's banks up the road.

I'll be five minutes.

I'm coming with you.

I'll be five minutes, love. OK ?

Whoever did it to her deserves a bloody medal.

She ponces around, flashes it,...

..wants you to take a look,...

..and treats you like muck when you do take a look.

She gives you the come-on.

Bit of chat. The eyes.

You fall for it, you try to pull her,...

..she puts you down,...

..enjoys putting you down.

Impotent. They call you impotent when you can't get a stiff one.

Well, they're wrong.

You're impotent when you do get a stiff one.

You're at their mercy then.

They've got the power.

And they abuse that power.

Tarts.

Every single one of them.

Tarts.

# ..O clouds unfold !

# Bring me my chariot of fire ! #

It hasn't cleared.

My pay cheque hasn't cleared.

What are you going to do ?

Don't put faith in technology.

Oh, thanks (!)

It'll clear by Tuesday.

I need it tonight. Borrow it.

Technology's got no heart.

D'you mind ?!

Who can I borrow it off ?

A friend.

No !

A neighbour.

Your wife.

Are you serious ?

She won't have spent £50.

I'll wait round t'block.

I won't embarrass you, but I need the money.

I want it - or I'll scream rape. That's what it is.

Keep your voice down.

We are redundant !

I did my bit. You won't do yours. It's rape !

I want that money, Dave.

Nobody can buy the machines that the machines are making !

What do you want from me ?

I want you to admit you raped her.

Did she send you ?

I haven't spoken to her for 4 months

I didn't rape her.

She needs you to acknowledge your guilt.

I've been listening to that language for months.

Psychiatrists and therapists and counsellors have given me that bullshit. I've got an A-level in it.

I'll tell you what you want.

I know what I want.

You want to go back to her as a conquering hero, and get your leg over.

You find sex a fascinating subject, don't you, Jimmy ?

Right. I'll be five minutes.

TELEVISION ON

All right, Dad ?

Where's your mum ?

Kitchen.

The kids are still up.

They're going. Joan, Theresa, bed.

Aw, Mum, it's the best part of the programme.

Did you take money from me wallet ?

The milkman.

You could've missed him.

I missed him last week.

How much is there ?

£28.

The kids need their dinner money in the morning.

Are you OK ?

Well, er, give her my love.

And a big kiss ?

If you want to smoke, you smoke.

Mum, can we keep the light on ?

Not if you mess about.

Just to read ? Night, Mum.

Ten minutes, then it's off.

Kiss your dad good night.

Night, Dad.

Night, sweetheart.

Night, Dad.

Sleep tight, darling.

You too.

PLAYFUL TEASING AND SQUEALING

Did you get it ?

I'll get it.

Where ?

Where are we going ? You bitch, thinking you could walk into my house...

Stop the car !

Upset my wife and family.

Who do you think you are ?

You're nothing. You're scum.

I've got a weapon.

If you don't get paid, you don't.

I'll wait till Tuesday.

How dare you come into my house, you filthy piece of scum ?

You keep away from me !

Out the car.

Don't touch me ! Leave me alone !

STRUGGLING AND SCREAMING

(LAUGHS)

Are you all right, James ?

Hello, Dave.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

What's the matter ?

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

Come on, come on. Let's go inside.

David, will you talk to me ?

Come on, David. Talk to me. What is it ?

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

David...

Oh...

May the Lord help you confess your sins with true sorrow.

I've murdered someone.

KNOCKING

KNOCKING CONTINUES

I've been to see Jimmy Beck.

You weren't around when I needed you, Fitz.

I've had to cope on my own.

And I have, thank you very much.

I've told you - keep your nose out.

Well, I can't.

I have to ask you this.

Yes ?

Er,...

..did you and Jimmy Beck ever, you know ?

For God's sake !

You're my brother, for God's sake. Help me !

If you want absolution, you have to earn it.

Two conditions.

One - you have an obligation to that woman's children for the rest of your life.

You look after them. That's time, money, effort.

Look at me. Can you promise me that?

Yes.

Two -...

..you tell your wife everything.

I can't tell Maggie I've been with a...

You can murder, but you can't tell your wife you've been with a prostitute ?

You tell her everything.

I am so sick...

..of sharing your...

..dirty little secrets.

You tell her everything.

Right.

You renege on that promise, David, I'll go straight to the police.

Drive straight home and get rid of those clothes.

Every stitch.

You wash that car from top to bottom - spotless.

You're going to need an alibi.

What are you doing here ?

What's up ?

Hello, Eddie.

Is it Ma ?

OPENS BOTTLE AND POURS DRINK

Don't say anything.

It's bad news, I know that.

I just don't know how bad news.

I'm clutching at straws.

A serious illness ?

Operation required ?

She's dead.

I'm so sorry, Fitz.

How ?

Stroke. Half-eight tonight.

I got her to the hospital.

She died at twenty-past ten.

That's nearly two hours in hospital.

I said nearly two hours !

I heard.

How did you not phone me ?

Don't just stand there !

How did you not phone me ?

You don't want to hear this, Eddie.

How did you not phone me ?

I didnae want to leave her.

And you've hardly ever visited her, so I thought you must be busy.

You sanctimonious wee shite !

SCRUBBING

Rub my back...

(SOBBING)

Fitz...

Grief's delicious, isn't it ?

I'm not with you.

Oh...

Life's boring, banal.

And then a parent dies.

And at last...

..there's a genuine emotion.

A profound emotion.

And you savour it.

It's delicious.

You're being hard on yourself.

How long's it been going on ?

Tonight was the first time ever.

The third time.

With the same prostitute ?

What did you do with them ?

What did you do with them that you couldn't do with me ?

You all right, sir ?

Nobby Stiles, love.

Sorry ?

Piles.

Bruce Charnock. He found her.

Have you touched her, Mr Charnock ?

No.

TRAIN PASSES

The Glasgow man.

Hard drinking, hard living (!)

And the graveyards are full of them.

University educated, late 20s,...

..still a DC when you should be chief constable.

I can understand your bitterness, son.

I've seen some terrible things...

..'But she's not a pretty sight' ?

I'm talking about you, lad.

My Mum died last night.

Oh, I'm sorry, Fitz.

A disorganised murder.

He's used a weapon, instead of his bare hands. Probably that chisel.

It was probably lying about.

No. There's no rust on it.

He might have brought it in his car.

There's tyre marks down there.

But why a chisel ? A jack, a torch... but a chisel ?

Is he a builder maybe, a joiner ?

No - he'd keep his tools out of sight...

..in the boot, not conveniently to hand.

Maybe the chisel was hers,...

..in which case, she's somebody who's learnt to look after herself.

Had to learn to look after herself.

And the way she's dressed, and...

..what he's done to her...

She's a prostitute.

RINGS BELL

Oh, hello, Danny.

Michael, this is Eddie, my brother.

I'm pleased to meet you. Come in.

Sorry about your mother, Eddie. She was a great woman.

Fitz. Call me Fitz.

Fitz. Come in.

Now, this is my brother, David.

I'll, er...

Excuse me.

Right.

I'll be in touch.

Right - what'll it be ?

Scotch.

I meant tea or coffee.

Do we have a name yet ?

No.

Early 30s, smoker, given birth at least once.

Five or six blows to the skull.

Brain haemorrhage killed her.

She had unprotected intercourse just before death.

Tearing to the vagina, no bruising.

The chisel was inserted after death.

Would you like to read something ?

The Sermon On The Mount.

Fitz ?

I'd like to talk about her.

Plain English. No platitudes.

Yeah. Fine. Communion ?

Yeah.

No. I'm not going to take Communion.

Ma would want you to.

Well, it means nothing to me.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me like that.

Anything else ?

A game of bingo - halfway through the service (!)

We've got a name. Jean McIlvanney.

Right.

Jimmy Beck's back in the morning.

(VOMITING)

I never felt better.

Nerves ?

Who told you that ?

I haven't got a nerve in me body.

It's good to be home.

It's good to be home.

There's no formal ID.

Her mother lives up in Newcastle.

So we're trying to locate her and bring her down here.

Oh, hi, Jimmy...

Hi.

Hey, Jim. How are you doing ?

Aw, it's Jimmy Beck !

LAUGHTER AND GREETINGS

It's good to be home.

Listen, lads. I've got to say this.

Jimmy's had a bad time with his nerves.

So I want you to go easy on him.

No sudden shocks, like, er...

..like Jane here getting a round in (!)

LOUD BANG AND LAUGHTER

OK, let's get back to it.

I don't want to play cricket.

Cos you're crap.

How many football teams play cricket in t'summer ?

What's that got to do with it ? It's got a lot to do with it.

The football team are all-rounders.

They don't play cricket.

You know why that is ? They're snobs

TV: "She was a prostitute, on the street before her death."

"We'd like to speak to anyone who saw her on Sunday."

"All information will be treated as strictly confidential."

"This was a frenzied attack by a brutal killer."

"We appeal to the public for help."

I was with Jean McIlvanney on Sunday night.

I don't know his name. We call him Shirley Temple.

Drives a gold Renault.

Why Shirley Temple ?

He likes you to sing a girlie song, and suck your thumb.

It turns him on.

Is it always money up front, Denise?

Unless he's a regular.

What if we did it and I couldn't pay ?

You wouldn't get through the door.

You wouldn't take a cheque ?

No way. I'd go with you to the cash machine.

# How much is that doggie in the window ?

# The one with the waggly tail ?

# How much is that doggie in the window ?

# I do hope that doggie's for sale #

Was that the song you heard ?

Yes.

Three cash machines in the area, sir

This is everyone who used them Sunday night.

How many is there ?

83.

Are you OK ?

Can I make a suggestion, sir ?

No. Tell me what's wrong with you.

Can I make a suggestion, sir ?

She sang 'How much is that doggie ?'

OK. Fine.

OK. Off you pop.

OK. Let's hear it.

If he'd got money from the machine, he'd have paid her, not killed her.

Nine names put their cards in, but got no money out.

We should talk to them first.

Yeah. OK. It makes sense.

Sir,...

..can I take Beck with me ?

You had a gun in your mouth. You pulled the trigger.

You stuck a gun in my mouth. Slight difference.

You pulled the trigger.

Yeah...

Why ?

Why not ?

You felt guilty.

Yeah...

About raping me.

About Bilborough's death.

You're lying, Jimmy.

Say you raped me, Jimmy.

Where is it ?

Where's what ?

Are you wearing it ?

Get your hands off me !

You're miked up !

Do not touch me. Don't touch me !

You're taping me !

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

You're pathetic, love.

REVS ENGINE

So she had unprotected sex with him?

He asked me. I knocked him back.

And why didn't she ?

She needed the money more than me.

There was nothing doing.

That Reclaim The Night march scared the punters off.

It was a buyer's market.

Will they catch him ?

Yes.

Will they ?

She was on the game.

# The nations not so blest as thee

# Must in their turn to tyrants fall

# Must in, must in, must in their turn... #

Is your name Barney ?

# ..to tyrants... #

Yeah.

Sunday night you were near a cash machine in Bournemouth Street. Yes ?

Do you want me like that ?

Do you want me like that ?

Were you in Bournemouth Street on Sunday night ?

My father used to work here.

Him and thousands of others.

Were you in Bournemouth Street on Sunday ?

You don't care, do ye ?

Look, I'm a bit pushed for time.

Falklands War.

Then I came back home to this.

I'm interested in events closer to home.

Jesus !

Look, I'm a policeman.

Aye. Well, I'm a war hero.

I'm a bleedin' war hero !

DS Beck to Control. Assistance required.

"Assistance urgently required."

"The Old Station. Blackwell Street."

..urgently required...

SHOUTING AND FIGHTING

"This'll get you in serious trouble"

"A police car is coming."

"Assistance required !"

I'm a police officer !

"They took our picture. Me and the lads. Every single one of us."

SIREN

SOUNDS OF STRUGGLE CONTINUE

What's wrong ?

I've got a bad back.

That's nothing. Celtic have got four

Can I have a whinge ?

Yeah ?

A long one.

Right.

Long as you like.

They're going to induce me.

My blood pressure's up, and they go on about my age.

I don't want to be induced.

I want to be a seed pod.

I want to go pop like I did with Katie.

And post-natal exercises 'suitable to a woman of my age'.

And I know what they mean.

I'm never going to get my figure back.

I'm never going to be thin again.

Then I think of you and Penhaligon, that bloody stick insect, and it hurts.

It's all over.

Is it ?

She snaps her fingers and everything else gets put on hold, even grief for your mother.

Stick Insect has snapped her fingers

It's all over.

And I'm not missed in work.

I thought the phone would ring 50 to the dozen. It hasn't rung once

I am utterly bloody dispensable.

If I have a son, I don't want him called Charles Laughton Fitzgerald.

I know we agreed, but I'd forgotten he played the Hunchback Of Notre Dame.

I don't want my son named after a man who played a hunchback.

And I know how selfish...

..how whingeing, how pathetic this all sounds when you've lost your mother.

And that makes me feel even worse.

Whinge over.

It was long.

I did warn you.

Not Charles Laughton ?

No.

Boris ?

PHONE RINGS

(HALF-LAUGHING, HALF-CRYING)

Why didn't you knock on the door ?

Because I can't face your wife.

Beck's in hospital - suspected broken arm.

Did you do it ?

We're going to see a David Harvey.

He used the cash machine, and his car's been conveniently stolen.

Hey, Dad, there's your girlfriend, Mavis !

I hate that Mavis. She's a right moaner.

DOOR BELL RINGS

MAVIS: "Rita, the library's full of books on garden themes."

DOOR BELL RINGS

That'll be the door.

Upstairs, everyone.

Upstairs. Now.

MAVIS: "It could be Italian formal, or ordered wilderness."

RITA: "Put in a blackberry bush, and call it The Outback."

"Some people have gnomes...

These chemicals are about to explode.

They evacuate the factory.

That was end of part two.

Let it burn, I say.

Sorry ?

London.

Part three, the chemicals explode.

Have we met ?

I don't think so.

Do you want me to go on ?

I'm confused. I know you're innocent...

..but you're describing a show you saw between nine and ten.

It's as if you know she was murdered at that time.

We haven't released that information

We didn't watch anything before nine

Right. Right.

How did your cash card get used while you were watching TV ?

You could have given it to the boy, to get you a few bob ?

Yeah.

But it wasn't used locally.

It was used at the bank half a mile away from the victim's flat.

You've reported your car stolen.

A Renault ?

Yes.

Gold ?

Yes.

A gold Renault was seen in the area.

I know you didn't do this.

You have a family.

You wouldn't have unprotected sex with a prostitute.

Unprotected ?

Yeah.

You Catholic ?

Yeah.

Me too.

Now I'm totally convinced that you're innocent.

We're not adventurous people, sexually.

I've done it twice with the lights on, but that's just me being risque.

But this man we're looking for, he's, um...

..he's into Shirley Temple.

SHOUTING AND COMMOTION

I'm his wife, and I'm coming with him.

It can't be done, love.

You're not taking him unless -

You're making things worse for him.

Move it !

My brother's a priest !

I don't care ! You need the bloody Father, Son and Holy bloody Ghost !

SHOUTING AND STRUGGLE

I'm taking him to Anson Road.

Well, I'm coming with him.

Think of the kids. Think of your kids.

I'll be at the station first thing tomorrow morning !

I'll bring Michael.

SIREN

David !

CAR STARTS

You can stay behind a screen, if you want.

You don't have to get close to him.

I want to get close to him.

OK. Take her in.

You bastard !

You lousy, stinking bastard !

I hope you rot in Hell, you bastard.

Let me get to him.

I'll cut his balls off...

LITA ROZA : "# How much is that doggie in the window ?"

SINGS ALONG: # The one with the waggly tail ? #

# How much is that doggie in the window ?

# I do hope that doggie's for sale

# I don't want a kitten or a bunny

# I don't want a parrot that talks...

(SCREAMS)

David was at your place when we called round.

He's my brother.

He seemed nervous.

He always is.

Your husband visits prostitutes.

He doesn't.

He was picked in an ID parade by one

A prostitute ? With a string of convictions ?

What a wonderful witness (!)

You've thought about this.

For longer than the five or six hours since we arrested him.

He went with a prostitute, then came home to you.

So they say.

Did you have sex ?

Murder can be a turn-on.

Did you have sex ?

It'd happened before, though.

He'd got into bed, made love,...

..pretending he was still with the prostitute he'd just left.

I'm not good-looking...

..but I've got more chance of shagging Miss World than you have of getting out of this.

METAL OBJECT FALLS

(LABOURED, PAINFUL BREATHING)

Four kids ?

Yes.

On the pill ?

No.

No form of birth control at all ?

I had a patient once - young Catholic girl.

I advised her to go on the pill.

She said it was useless - it kept falling out (!)

I'm not sexually naive.

Then why does your husband visit prostitutes ?

He doesn't.

We have a healthy sex life.

He doesn't need prostitutes.

'Healthy' ?

Yes.

Healthy, healthy, healthy.

What would be unhealthy, I wonder ?

(GASPS AND GROANS)

I don't find sex disgusting.

I think you do.

I don't.

Nothing's wrong between me and my husband.

He doesn't need to visit prostitutes

He doesn't visit prostitutes.

Told the kids yet ?

Yes.

Catholic school ?

It'll be round the school soon.

Not that their dad killed somebody.

No - their dad visits prostitutes.

They'll have to change school, of course.

Why doesn't he go the whole hog ?

Why doesn't he rape her physically ?

What ?

What ?

Nothing.

You're not ready for this yet.

I've met someone.

What's he like ?

The total opposite of you.

Oh, well. Looks aren't everything.

I want this pervert to cough.

What, this one in here ?

Hello.

Hello.

You said we hadn't met before. We have.

Have we ?

Yes. At your brother's.

He's doing my mother's funeral.

I don't remember.

Ah...

We've been talking to your wife.

How is she ?

Ecstatic (!)

She'll take the blame.

If you'd got it at home, you wouldn't have gone to a prostitute.

That's what people say.

Well, they'd be wrong.

I knew you'd be Catholic.

Dressing up like Shirley Temple.

Innocence, virginity, Catholicism.

I don't know what you're on about.

We understand each other perfectly.

Shall I tell you about married sex ?

The kids come along...

..and you do it quietly so they don't wake up and hear you.

You learn to do it quietly.

No big deal. No big fuss.

When you go to the movies, turn on the TV - apocalyptic sex.

It starts on the balcony, then they're on the kitchen floor, screaming, moaning.

And there's you and the missus with fixed grins.

It reminds you of your own pathetic, silent clinches. Right ?

Actually, my wife and I...

'..have a very healthy sex life' ?

That's what she said.

It's the truth.

Question - what's the connection between lobster thermidor and oral sex ?

Answer - they're both delicious, but you rarely get them at home.

You see the point I'm making ?

No.

The things you'd like to do to women. Hm ?

The things you'd like women to do to you.

SIREN

No.

BABY CRIES

Alex...

What did you do ? Put your wife on a pedestal ?

I've seen the photo on the wall - Madonna and child.

But you're a man. You need somewhere to dump all that lust and filth.

You can't dump it on the woman you worship,...

..so you dump it on a slut.

Everybody understands that.

We're talking about a prostitute,...

..a woman who sells it, who...

..who does it for money.

What's a woman like that ? Slag ?

Yeah.

Slut ? Bitch ?

Yes.

Is that why you did it ?

She was coming into my house.

To your wife and kids ?

Yes.

She was going to meet your wife and kids. Is that why you killed her ?

It's the chisel I don't understand.

I can understand hitting her with it, but...

..sticking it in her ?

Sticking it up her.

Why did you do that ?

I don't know.

I think I do.

It helps if someone understands.

You've killed her, she's lying there, her legs open.

You see it between her legs. It's not really her.

It's just that thing between her legs,...

..that's made you into a murderer.

That thing.

So you have to destroy it, don't you ? Destroy it.

Say you did it.

You killed Jean McIlvanney, didn't you, David ?

No.

(No.)

RAPID BEEPING

Nurse !

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