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(dentist's drill)
(groaning)

DENTIST: And… doing really,
really, really well.

(groaning continues)

DENTIST: Almost there.

DENTIST: You're doing
really, really well.

DENTIST: It is a toughy,
this one.

Well done.

DENTIST: Almost there, and…

There we go.
- Mm.

Ooh, big boy, that.

Well done, can't have been easy.

(receptionist talking)
(light music)

RECEPTIONIST: Er, sorry… Miss?

Excuse me, you haven't paid.
You haven't paid.

NATASHA: Oh. Yeah. Shit.
Distracted.

RECEPTIONIST: That's okay.

Erm…
- How much do I owe you?

RECEPTIONIST: That will be…

£950, please.

Okay. Is it ready?

RECEPTIONIST: Yeah.

(card reader beeps)
Okay.

RECEPTIONIST: Oh, er… try again.

Are you sure it didn't
go through?

It says: 'card declined'. So…

Okay.

(card reader beeps)
(inhales then clears throat)

Erm… try again.

- I've done it twice now.
- Yeah, no, I understand.

Erm, it still hasn't
gone through.

So…

(card reader beeps)
Okay.

RECEPTIONIST: Er, wait.
Er, Miss…

it still hasn't gone through.

(traffic humming, rain pouring)

- (quietly) Spike.
- Hm?

Can you check Melbourne Grove
to see

if there's any other viewing?

Yeah, he's just gonna just check

the diary if any slot's
available.

(quietly) Sorry, just…
just five.

- Yeah, that's fine.
- Yeah, he's just checking,

but it looks like
it's really chocka.

- One sec.
- Er, no.

Nope. Sorry about that.

Yep. Just keep checking.

Right, I'm running late.

But Spike, the board.

Fuck's sake. Come on.

I thought Safi was doing it.

SAFI: Tash, this is, erm…

Oh, hi. Dylan Rose. Hi.

Er, I'm part of the, erm,
mentor/mentee scheme.

Oh, of course, yes. My bad.

- No, it's fine.
- I've had a fucking hideous,

and I mean fucking hideous
morning.

Okay, well, lesson one,

I hate the word employee
or staff.

- DYLAN: Okay.
- We're a team here.

Aren't we, team?

Yeah. Yeah.

NATASHA: I remember when
Angie Steele took me

under her wing years ago.

Angie… at Abbots & Steele.

You remember Angie, Safi?
- Yeah.

Great agent. Great.
- NATASHA: Yeah.

Fantastic agent.

Even better human being.

(Natasha's phone vibrates)

Saf… can you just field this one?

It's from 21B.

They've only been in
about a day,

and they are on me.

Constant. Ringing off the hook
this morning.

- Hi.
- DYLAN: Can I just check

that you are covering
my expenses?

SPIKE: Tash, have you got
a minute?

Tash? Tash, have you got
a minute?

Fuck. Do I look like I've got
a fucking minute, Spike?

Okay, I just wanna show
you this app. Two minutes.

Remember the board
in the mornings, okay?

If you're here…
- Yeah, I'll do the board.

You do it, don't blame it
on Safi.

Everyone's gotta pull together.
- But she said she was

gonna do it this morning.
That's not my fault, is it?

NATASHA: What do you
need me for?

SPIKE: I just wanna show you
this app.

You want me over there?

SPIKE: Twenty seconds.
Erm, okay, look.

So, I've just been making
some serious progress

on this app.
- Mm.

Erm, so if you see that Al…

You know I was telling you about
that Al?

- Mm.
- So it can build rapport

with the caller by using
a choice of language,

so, if you look…
- Yeah, I know.

Look, I've made it bigger…

Just hold that thought,
'cause I'll be back.

- Erm, Tash…
- The board.

Now.

(suspenseful music)

Hey, it's Sophie.

I keep missing you.

Can you call me back?

I need to chat to you about
the loan.

And also looking forward to
hearing about the new branch.

- SPIKE: Yeah, I'll do it.
- DYLAN: Oh, is it on there?

- SPIKE: Yeah, it's on there.
DYLAN: Okay, great.

(keyboard tapping)

NATASHA: Okay, checklist time.

Who wants to start?

SAFI: Oh, erm…

Okay. Rowley Way is
generating interest.

But Indian family are currently
front runners.

No, discourage.

Erm, it's that stink of Balti.

'Cause it will cost us more
in the long run.

- Mm.
- SPIKE: Could just do

a short term lease.
- No. Someone else.

Okay. Erm, okay, next in line is
Polish and I'm not doing that.

(laughs) Oh, stop.
- I'm not, I'm just saying like

Albin Laska's four days late
on his rent again.

And I've called him four times.
He doesn't answer his phone.

You know, I did say they'd
be shit renters.

He did say.

Okay, so no more Poles.

NATASHA: Not all, just some.

- Just all.
- NATASHA: Spikey.

If you walk into an absolute
shithole,

it's… look at the potential.

You've got a flat above
a kebab shop,

you say it's close to amenities.

(traffic humming)

A garden, hasn't seen
a lawnmower for years,

you say it's semi-rural.

You've got a place in the middle
of nowhere,

miles from any transport,
you call it a quiet location.

You know, peaceful.

Oh, and it's never small,
but compact.

You know, built for you,
basically.

Sorry, may I just ask again,

you are okay to cover
my expenses?

- Oh, that's all covered.
- Okay, great.

You form a business built on
great habits.

Oh, you can't beat a checklist.

- Yes.
- A to-do list.

Every day.
- Yeah.

The endorphins and dopamine
you get from

working through a checklist…
- Mm-hmm.

It's unbeatable.

(high tempo music)

Concentrate on the female.

Nine times out of ten it's her
who wears the trousers.

Bloke will do anything
for an easy life.

(laughs)

- Hi. Are you Charlotte?
- Hi. Charlotte, yes.

Nice to meet you,
I'm Natasha Flynn. And Luke?

- Yes. Nice to meet you.
- Hi. Great to meet you.

And this is Dylan, my colleague.

- We'll be showing you today.
(everyone greeting)

- Hiya. Nice to meet you.
- How are you feeling?

- Are you excited to see?
- Good, excited.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Good, good, come this way.

It's right through here.

You know the area?

Erm, a little bit.

It's great architecture,
isn't it?

- Yeah, it's quite like…
- Fantastic building.

Barbican…

You're gonna love it in here.

Straight through to your
main reception area.

Got a ton of natural light
in here.

But what's really special, guys…

is the view from this window.

(sliding door trundles)
This fantastic outside space.

A few pots.

But really no maintenance,
you know.

Who has time for gardening?
(Charlotte laughs)

But gorgeous in the summer.

You know, picture yourselves,
sun loungers, G&Ts.

Why not?
- Hmm.

Great if you love running
or the outdoors.

I love running.

- NATASHA: Park just there.
- Oh.

And a stone's throw from
all the shops.

Let me take you through
to your bathroom.

Fantastic, compact,
bright bathroom.

(door opens)
Deceptively spacious.

Mirror on the back door could
open the space right out.

Candles, time to yourself.
- Mm.

NATASHA: So cosy on those
dark nights.

And the bedroom.

Such a peaceful room.

And not overlooked at all.

If you listen…

so peaceful.

It's meditative, you know.
- Mm.

Such a calming room, I think.

Mm.

Let me take you through to
the kitchen.

I love this space.

Fantastic storage.

Great.

Everything else hidden, though.

Washing machine, dishwasher,
electric oven.

Huge fridge freezer.

But, you know, minimal.

Mm, mm.

Well, take your time,
have a look around

and, er, we'll come and find you
in a minute.

- CHARLOTTE: Great, thank you.
- Okay.

DYLAN: (quietly) Can you just
explain this to me?

When it's talking about the…

Er, no, let them just
make their decision.

Right.

And as I say, the rent here
is ridiculously cheap.

I mean, talking ridic.

Yeah, it's impossible nowadays.

Well, it's a very volatile
period.

And we can move in immediately?

Er, well, you can, but you have
to be super quick.

I mean, the interest in this
place has been nuts, hasn't it?

I mean, nuts.
- It's a yes.

(laughs) Thank you, Natasha.
- Rea… are you sure?

- Yes.
- Congratulations. Fantastic.

- Thank you.
- That's brilliant news.

So, so what's the next step?

Well, first, you need to
celebrate,

and then come down to the office
tomorrow morning.

Er, bring your references

and we'll get the contract
drawn up.

It's available straight away
for you.

- Great. Thank you.
- It's great news.

- Thank you.
- Fantastic. Well done, guys.

You got it quick.
- Yes. (laughs)

- It's good news.
- So relieved. Thank you.

Er, see you tomorrow?

- See you tomorrow.
- Lovely.

DYLAN: Thanks. Have a good day.

- Lovely to meet you. Bye.
- Bye.

Well, she was sold before
she went in.

(ring tone)
(ominous music)

Hello?

(sighs) No. To be honest,
I am run off my feet this week.

You wouldn't believe.

Er, yeah. I can't talk now.

Can I call you back? Okay.

Better get a move on now
to the next.

- TROY: Hello. Who's this?
- NATASHA: Sorry, this is Dylan.

I didn't know there was gonna be
more than one person.

I feel a little ambushed.

Yeah, no. Dylan Rose.
Nice to meet you.

It's my first day, so I'm just
doing an observation.

Wine fridge.

- Ooh, wow. Yes.
- Wine fridge.

- All important, yeah.
- Yes.

- For us. We, we entertain a lot.
- GEORGE: Perfect.

NATASHA: Yeah.

So, it's nice to know that

we could have a nice cool wine.

Well, this is perfect
for a dinner party.

Bathroom here, a wet room,
I'd call it actually.

A wet room?
Oh, well this is concerning.

It doesn't need to be a problem.
We can easily heighten the…

We'd have to retile the whole
bathroom.

Really, I just want you to
take in the look…

Can we retile this?

TROY: She's lovely.
- Oh my God, I love this blue.

- She is beautiful.
- Do you love it?

This blue is the blue that
I would choose.

- She's lovely.
- Oh, the shutters.

Have you noticed the shutters?
- Are these original shutters?

Yeah, yeah, the same as
downstairs, actually.

These are like, remember
that little hotel that we stayed

with Alan and Peter in France?
It's just like that.

Dylan, could I get a glass
of water, please.

Er, yeah. No problem.

Anyone else want some water?
- No, I'm good.

Okay. I will be, er, right back.

And my paintings up there,
I could imagine there.

- Ah, are you a painter?
- Yes.

Well, I started during lockdown.

He's trying his hardest.

I thought you were a creative.
Yeah.

It's perfect for the walls
for that.

It really is. And I could see
this as a studio.

- No.
- Is Dylan okay?

Sorry, is Dylan alright?

She's fine, no, honestly.
She's fine.

Please, rest assured, she's,
she's my apprentice.

- She's learning the ropes.
- TROY: Well, I don't know,

I just have a feeling about her.

- I don't know, I…
- No, please, please.

GEORGE: It's her first day,
Troy…

She just doesn't seem like
she knows

what she's doing.

I can tell her to wait

downstairs after the water.

No, no. I don't want her
to feel alie…

No, please do not…

Christ. Troy…
- We'll stay out of your hair…

No, I'm sorry, just stop it.

Dylan is fine. Okay?

Dylan's fine.
- TROY: Hello, Dylan.

Hi. Sorry, there weren't
any glasses,

so, had to do with a mug,
I'm afraid.

NATASHA: Dylan, come back
here a little bit

and just leave them.
- Yeah, course.

NATASHA: It's, it's, it's
a really spectacular property,

isn't it? Er, lemme find it.

- Thank you, Dylan.
- Oh, no problem.

TROY: I like the fireplace.
Is it, erm…

Is it, erm…
- It's a working fireplace.

- So, it is working?
- Yeah, yeah.

And it's been checked?

- Oh, yes.
- … it's been signed off?

Oh, yes. Honestly, we're on top
of everything.

A lot of house fires can start
within a…

Oh, he's a worrier, isn't he?

- 35% of house fires start…
- Please, please don't worry.

Is that true?
- Yes, 35% of house fires

within boxes, er,
stuff that's been

stuffed up inside of a fireplace

can, can result… so, we have to…

you have to get them
cleaned constantly.

Now, careful on these stairs.

Yeah, the stairs are very steep.

Some of our friends might
struggle with them.

I'm thinking of David.
- Er, I'll carry them.

Yeah, this tree here,
that's, erm…

That's gonna require some
maintenance, right?

We have a fantastic maintenance
team though.

- I can do that.
- You can't do that.

- A pair of scissors…
- George, you'll ruin it,

and we'll have to cut
the tree down.

I don't want to start
a domestic,

but we do have a great gardener

and, you know, you don't have
to worry about that.

- I don't mind.
- Not when you're renting.

I could do that.

If you are interested,
'cause I… I…

We, er, erm…

I had a feeling.

We, we love it.
We really love it.

- We love it.
- You do?

We absolutely… we loved it
as soon as

we walked in, he loved it.
- Yeah. You won't show

anyone else today?
- Of course I won't show

anyone else. It's yours.
Absolutely.

That's your word, Natasha?

Why would I show anyone else?

I've got the ideal couple here
moving in.

Well, I feel very comfortable,
actually.

I do trust you. I think you're
a good person.

- Oh… oh. That's great.
- Thank you.

Really lovely. Ah…

SPIKE: This app is going places
that Pur…

Tash?

Yeah?

- You said we've got ten minutes.
- No, sorry. Hang on.

It's important.

Okay. Yep. Oh, it looks good.

Great, okay, so, this app is
going places,

quite literally, that Purple
Bricks couldn't…

the global market.
- (laughs)

Erm, and I know there's
quite a lot of

like personalisation that
needs doing.

And we can get to that.

But I think, for the moment,
like the art,

like the real art,

is asking the right questions
of the tools.

So, how far away are we

from this actually being ready?

Well, like a few more months.
Why?

Meaning, you want more money?

Well, yeah, obviously we're
gonna need more money.

I mean, it's like… but, okay,

Tash, this is a game-changer.

It's a worldwide letting app.

Like, nobody else is doing this.

We're not talking like

Littlehampton Lets or like
Didsbury Lets now.

This is like real estate.

An estate agent
has gone missing.

- SPIKE: Saf…
- It's Douglas Kelly

from Douglas Kelly Associates.

Okay, cool, we've got five
minutes.

So, we can reach out to people,

what, beyond London?

Beyond the UK?

It's a worldwide letting app.

Wow. Yeah, no, that's…

- That's a fucking game-changer.
- I know.

Get it finished, Spike.
Get it finished.

- SPIKE: Okay, cool.
- I mean, how weird,

'cause we were, we were like
out with him, erm…

We've even talked about Al me.

And then I thought, you know,

I'd have to let people know that

it's the artificial me and not
the real me.

And I don't wanna mislead
the public.

Tash, are you even listening
to me? 'Cause…

What?

Douglas K, can you, erm…

- Sorry, just… just for one…
- Hang on. It's good.

- You, erm, you know this guy?
- Yeah, yeah.

DOUGLAS:….you're gonna lose
your house.

Get another job.
Get another job.

I work eight till six.
Seven if I have to.

DYLAN: He's popular, right?

He's, er, he's got
a property channel.

- SAFI: Yeah.
- It's good, though,

it's slick, this. It works.

Okay, we've got like
five minutes.

Can we just…
- Hold on.

DYLAN: How many followers
does he have?

- What?
- I mean,

that could be part of it.

I never set January as my
new year.

My new start.

Every day is a new start.

You go the other way

and you're making a noose

for your own neck.

And… just wanted to show you…

our new office.

- The whole thing?
- Wow.

Well, yeah, of course
the whole thing.

No, as in like the whole thing.

Yeah, the whole thing.

The whole thing is gonna
be ours.

- Oh, I love it.
- Fuckin' hell, mate.

Sorry, that is…
(Safi & Natasha laugh)

- It is… fat.
- NATASHA: Mm.

- Yes.
- It is fat.

(dance music)
(group laughs)

- SPIKE: It's all you, babe.
- Hey.

- Hey!
- Yeah?

- Good first day?
- What?

- (laughs) Good first day?
- Yes!

Yes, I loved it. I loved it.

You guys are cool.
- Yeah.

(laughs) Yeah.

And we go to the races, er,

a summer party…

Yeah?

The conferences.

- DYLAN: What? (laughs)
- Oh, yeah.

It does, it goes off at
the conferences.

Yeah. Sometimes abroad.

- DYLAN: Where?
- Dubai.

- Dubai.
- Dubai.

Well, I go to the Dubai
conference…

- SAFI: I've gone to Dubai.
- Wow.

Love Dubai.

Yeah, it's nice, you know,
just to be part of a culture.

Yeah. (laughs)

Natasha seems like a really
cool boss.

Yeah, when she feels
like it, yeah.

(laughs)

Love you, Tash.

Love you, Saf. Come up.

Yes, mate.

Coming for you.
- Yeah?

Come on, Dylan.

♪ Bakerman is making bread ♪

♪ Sagabona, kunjani wena♪

♪ Sagabona, kunjani wena♪

♪ The night train is coming♪

(sinister music)

♪ The night train is coming♪

(snorting)

♪ In and out the Eagle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop goes the weasel ♪

♪ Up and down the city road ♪

♪ In and out the Eagle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop goes the weasel ♪

♪ Up and down the city road ♪

♪ In and out the Eagle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop goes the weasel ♪

♪ Up and down the city road ♪

♪ In and out the Eagle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop goes the weasel ♪

♪ Up and down the city road ♪

♪ In and out the Eagle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop goes the weasel ♪

(up tempo music)

(dog barks)

This is Ramesh here calling
from Trust Us Bank.

How are you today?

So, my business loan interest

is going up.

Yes, Miss Flynn.
That is correct.

- And?
- And we're concerned,

how are you looking to
cover it?

Could we arrange a time
to meet?

Yeah, okay.

Thursday?

I can do Thursday but what time?

Is 2pm good for you?

Er, can you make it earlier?

Maybe… maybe lunchtime.

(phone beeps)

This is a message for
Natasha Flynn

from Zen Smile Dentistry.

You have an outstanding
balance of…

- (groans)
- £950.

Press 1 to make a payme…
(phone beeps)

Fuck. Jesus.

Tash.

NATASHA: Yeah.

Are you alright, love?

Mm-mm.

Do you know how much this
cost me?

The pain is unbearable.

Did you have it out
yesterday, yeah?

NATASHA: Yeah,
yesterday morning.

- And it's your wisdom tooth?
- NATASHA: Mhm.

- And the pain's in your gums?
- Mm.

You've got dry socket.

Dry socket?

SPIKE: So, dry socket,
it says here…'kin 'ell.

Heart attack of the mouth.

Pain that spreads from
your ear, eye,

temple or neck

on the same side of your face

as a tooth removal…

Do you not think
you should, erm,

(clears throat)
that you should rest?

I don't need a rest.

I do need those painkillers,
though.

- Oh…
- NATASHA: Please.

(phone vibrates)
(drawer opens)

(dark music)
(phone beeps)

VOICEMAIL: You have ten
new messages.

To listen to your messages,
press 1…

Hi, it's Sophie,

and you still haven't
answered me.

So, it's about that money that
we lent you.

Can you return my calls?

(dog barks)

- DOG OWNER: Lucien.
- Get that…

get that fucking thing
away from me.

Lucien. Come on.

Get that fucking thing
away from me.

DOG OWNER: I'm so sorry.
(thunder rumbles)

(dramatic music)

(phone ringing in background)

Natasha.

- Dom.
- So sorry to keep you waiting.

- No problem. Great to see you.
- Welcome, welcome, welcome.

I'm so glad we could
make this happen.

- It's about time, isn't it?
- Yeah, finally.

- Er, Kate…
- Er, I just got caught

in a downpour. It's… great.

If you'd like to follow me
through to the, er, to the hub.

- Oh, wow. Yeah.
- Mm.

What a room.

- Yeah, we try.
- It's fantastic.

Yeah.

- It does the job.
- Yeah, I know.

- Mm.
- I love the greenery as well.

Such high ceilings.
It's really tranquil, isn't it?

It is. Well, a little too
tranquil for my liking, guys.

Zing it up, guys.
(clicks fingers) Zing.

Get to work.

- Cracking the whip.
- Always.

I wouldn't expect anything less.

Always. Sam. Sam!
(clicks fingers)

The deal with the Howlands
done today,

alright mate?

Thank you.

Er, take it upstairs,
to my office.

Oh, up here, yeah? The Howlands?

- The Howlands.
- That's a good one.

- The one and only.
- I was looking at that.

Yeah, good deal.
- It's a cracker, that.

Guys, on me.

Remember, I love you.

Every single one of ya.

Make it happen, alright?

Fantastic.

- Can you just…
- Fuck off, Terry.

Okay, up we go.

You know, I, erm…

I see myself in you.

If you know what I mean. Yeah.

- I think so.
- It's a good thing.

- It is.
- It's that hunger.

- Absolutely.
- I see it.

- Mm.
- I know it.

There it is. (laughs)

That fire.

- Absolutely.
- That hunger, I see it.

- Yeah.
- I know it, you see.

It's good.
- Yeah.

You wanna keep that.

You wanna keep that fire.

- Absolutely.
- I want you to remember…

persistence, perfection,
patience, power.

Yeah.

Prioritise your passions.

It keeps you sane.
- Yeah.

- You like that?
- Yeah.

It's good, innit? It's good.

Now, I remember when I was 22,

when I'd just started.

People see the glitz and
the glamour, don't they?

You know, how you present.
- Mm.

But the truth is,
it is hard work.

It is.

It's communication, isn't it?

- That's it.
- Empathy.

Make sure you really know

what you want before you commit.

'Cause this is life.
- Look, we love you.

- Ah.
- We love your business.

We think it fits with
ours just, just perfectly.

Well, yeah. I am super proud of
what I've done.

- Should be.
- But I'm also really impressed

with you guys. I mean…
- Yeah. Wow.

… look at this set up.

Wow, yes. Well, look, expansion

is what you need.
- Yep.

And we can offer that in oodles.

You know, believe me, you're
gonna love it up here.

- I would.
- It's ridiculous.

- Yeah.
- Silly. (laughs) Silly.

No, I agree, self-progression.

- Mm-hmm.
- You know,

it's really important.

It, it's everything.
It's what I need.

- So, what we're gonna do.
- Yep.

We'll get the finance department

to look through all
the contracts and the paperwork.

- Okay.
- And we can reconvene, say…

Friday afternoon.

- Sounds perfect.
- It works for you?

Yeah, works for me.
- It works for me.

You know, business is going
so well

and we're hitting targets…
- That's fantastic.

Do you need someone to show you
on the way out, or…?

- Oh, that's it?
- Yeah, that's it.

That's a wrap.
- Okay.

- Yeah?
- You're a busy man.

We're done.

- Lovely to see you, Dom.
- It's so good to see you

after all this time.
- See you Friday.

- You take care.
- Thanks.

Don't get lost now.

(office clamour)

(phone vibrates)

- Hello?
- Hi, it's Sophie.

Can we meet?

About the loan?

If it was just me, I'd say

take as long as you like,

but it's not.

We need that money back.

Harvey isn't happy.

God, it's causing arguments

and I'm not happy either.

I'm waiting.

We need that money
for the horses.

For the upkeep of Phoebe
and Tacita's horses.

It's been almost five months.

Yeah, but I'm waiting on
this merger.

You know that.
I've just come from

a great meeting with them,
actually.

It's definitely happening now.

But you said the loan was to do
with a new branch.

We didn't put money into
a new merger, did we?

These things take time.

The merger will speed
things along.

Surely it doesn't take
that long.

Look, no offense, but how do you
know how long

it's supposed to fucking take?

(traffic humming)

(snorts)

SPIKE: Sounds like a serious bit
of dry socket

you've got up there, Tash.

What happened, did somebody die?

I'm not going all the way
to Calypso Farm.

Why not?

'Cause I've got back-to—
back viewings

and then I've got to go and do
the school run. That is why.

What, you haven't got childcare?

I did.

You did?

Yes, I did.

And?

And now I don't,

'cause it's gone to shit.

Spike?

I'm working on the app.

What's the problem with
Calypso Farm?

SPIKE: Problems, plural.

SAFI: It's the problem property.

SPIKE: It's too out the way,
it's too weird.

It… it's a shithole.

It's creepy.

SPIKE: Yeah, as fuck.

Sounds interesting.

I, I like the creeps. I can go.

No, you stay there, Supergirl.

But great work on that paperwork

for those new tenants.

I mean, really good work.

On point.
- No problem.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(car engine roaring)

(ominous music)

The rubbish is still here,
you know?

HOUSE CLEARANCE OFFICE:
Sorry, who's this?

- Natasha Flynn.
- Flynn?

I've been speaking to you
about this for weeks.

This is madness. (scoffs)

Er, we don't have you
on our books.

What's the address?

I am on your books.

You're not on our books.

This is madness.

- Address?
- Calypso Farm.

Nah, we don't have
that address either.

Erm, I think you've phoned
the wrong office.

(eerie music)

(door creaks open)

(door squeaks shut)

(plastic bag rustling)

(switch clicks)

(crash)
(gasps)

(eerie music continues)

(switch clicks)

(rug swooshes)

(suspenseful music)

(car engine roaring)

(dance music playing)

Is this another new bar?

Eh?

Is this another new bar?

What are you on about?
You've been here before.

- No.
- Yeah, we opened months ago.

- I've not been invited.
- Ha…

I think I'd have remembered
if I had.

Hold on, hold on. Here it comes…

Here comes the bass.

Here comes the,
oh, fucking hell,

here comes the drop…

(bass drops)

Yeah. Feel that?

Added a little bassy-bassy
under the dance floor.

Just gets the body,
you know, vibrations.

- Mm.
- Can't help yourself.

If I lend you more money,
what am I gonna get in return?

It's a loan. It's temporary.

You already owe us 35K.

If I lend you 50K on top of
the 35K

you already owe the Bank of Dan…

I thought you said you weren't
the Bank of Dan?

Let me finish.

If I lend you that 50K

on top of the 35K,

I'm gonna need
a little something,

a little something sweet
in return.

Do you know what I mean?

It's gonna be a higher
interest rate.

You need to concentrate.

- On?
- Business.

- Ah.
- Business first.

Right.

- Whatever else…
- Later.

Later.

(music distorts, fades)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(moans)

Oh, fuck it. Fuck off.

(snorts)

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Ha, ha. Fuck you.

(radio jingle playing)

RADIO:It's now day four since
the disappearance

of estate agent, Douglas Kelly.

And the police are still
looking for any information

on his whereabouts.

There is a confidential

free phone number to call

for anyone who may have
any information

that could help with their
enquiries.

YOGA TEACHER:
Natasha, inhale with your arms.

And exhale, take the legs back.

And inhale, wave up.

Exhale, downward facing.

Right foot forward into
warrior one.

Long breath in, look up behind
your arms.

(loud traffic rumbling)
(car hoots)

I'm really busy.

It's just another day,
I don't care about it.

(bus rumbling loudly)

I love lasagne.

(traffic light beeping)

(siren wailing)

When are you ever gonna do
anything for me, Mum?

Huh?

Uh.
(dog barks)

DYLAN: And just take a moment.
WOMAN: Very nice.

DYLAN: Listen to that.
- WOMAN: Oh, silence.

DYLAN: It's so quiet.

We are in the middle
of the city,

and it is that calm and quiet,

and it's like a little oasis
up here.

Look out, look at that view.

That's so important for me.

So important.

I just think it's such lovely

light up here.

Amazing view.

- (quietly) Love it.
- Lovely plushie carpet.

- It does. So soft.
- It's so nice in bedrooms,

isn't it? You get out of bed,

and you've got cold toes.

No, no, no, you've got
lovely carpets

to sink your feet into.

Now, come and have a look
at the bathroom.

This has just been done up.
- Oh, wow.

You'd be the first people
to use it.

WOMAN: You can take a shower
in the sink.

MAN: (laughs) Yeah.

DYLAN: Oh, you guys are so cute.

How long have you been together?

It's cool here.

- Hmm, right.
- It's very nice.

Yeah, I come here a lot.

- Yeah?
- Mm.

- No, it's lovely.
- Afternoon ladies, how are we?

- Hi. Yeah, great thanks.
- Good. Good.

What can I get for you?

Er, I'll have a bottle of
the Muscadet.

- Yes.
- And a Superfood Salad.

Lovely. Sure. And for you?

Er, yeah, that sounds great.

I'll have the Superfood Salad
as well.

Perfect. Okay.
Any nibbles or sides?

Er, sorry, can I just check,
does it have any, erm…

dairy in…?
- WAITER: There is some feta

that sort of runs through
the salad, yeah.

Yeah, could I have that
on the side?

WAITER: On the side, sure.

And the dressing on the side
as well.

WAITER: Dressing on the side,
fine, good.

Anything else?

Er… oh, sorry,

are there any like
nuts or seeds?

WAITER: Yeah, there are some
of them lovely

sunflowers seeds that sort of…
just on top.

- Yeah.
- But we can take them off.

Er, yeah. Can I just, like
just not. Yeah.

WAITER: Do you have
an intolerance?

Er, no, I just don't like them.

- WAITER: Okay. (laughs)
- Stuck in my teeth.

(laughs) Yeah.
- WAITER: Oh, sure. Okay.

WAITER: I'll be back
in a second.

Great, thank you.

Well, that was…

great, thank you so much.

Like, I really, really
enjoyed that.

I'm actually like buzzing.
- Well, I have to

throw you in at the deep end.
It's the only way you learn.

I think they were really
into it.

I got such a great reception
from them.

I think we're gonna
hopefully get a phone call.

You'll find some of these
places just sell themselves.

Yeah.
WAITER: Here's the wine for you.

Would you like to try it before…

- No, just pour.
- Sure.

(wine pouring)

That's enough.
Just keep it cold.

WAITER: Okay.

It's dripping on your folder.
- Oh.

Oh, sorry.

No, that's okay.

WAITER: Just give it
a wipe down.

- Yeah, not a problem.
- WAITER: Okay.

Mm.

So…

Mm.

That is really good.

Yeah, I've yet to meet anyone
who grew up

wanting to be an estate agent.
(Dylan laughs)

I think it's what most people
fall into.

DYLAN: Mm.

But I have this gift.

This way of… seeing things.

It's like I get this feeling.

I can see how people
want to live.

I can see inside their dreams.

That's amazing.

Well, I don't know what it is.

It's your… superpower.

Okay, I've got the two
Superfoods Salads.

That's yours. Okay.
And this one's yours.

I'll just bring in the, er, feta

and the dressing beside, okay?
- DYLAN: Yeah, thanks.

Mm-mm-mm.

Wow. Look at that.

So pretty.

Love pomegranate.

(scoffs)
(camera shutter clicks)

WAITER: Okay. Here we are.
Just put these down here.

DYLAN: Oh, yes.
I'll just move it.

WAITER: Thank you very much.

Let me know if you need
anything else.

- DYLAN: Great, thanks.
- WAITER: Okay?

Mm.

Mm. That's lovely.

Mm.

You alright?

There's fucking glass
in my salad.

What?

There's glass in my salad.

Glass?

- Shards of glass. There, look.
- I'm really sorry.

Let's have a look. Sorry.

Are you trying to fucking
kill me?

You're new here, aren't you?

Where'd they drag you in from,
you fucking amateur?

WAITER: I can't find any
glass inside.

Learn your fucking job.
Fucking amateur.

Am I bleeding?

DYLAN: No, no, no, you're fine.

I feel like I'm bleeding.

DYLAN: Oh, God, erm…

Fuck's sake. The wine was warm.

(chair scrapes)

Can you get my things?
- Er, yes.

I'm gonna call your manager.

I'll get this place shut down.

Fucking glass in my salad.

WAITER: I'm really,
really sorry.

The meal's on the house.

Oh. Thank you.

Erm… I'll just erm…

DYLAN: Are you okay?

Is it your, erm…

I'm gonna have the place
shut down.

- Yeah.
- Fucking manager in there.

- Come on let's just…
- Fucking rude cunt.

Let's just walk, get some air.
Like…

- Fucking hell.
- Shall we go this way?

DAN: Hey, Natasha.

- Natasha, it's me.
- Am I bleeding? I'm bleeding.

Look, why don't you
come to the bar later.

Er, I have a business proposal

that will interest you
and you can see my brother.

You met my brother?
Have you met my brother?

Well, anyway, I want you to
meet my brother.

Come down, give us a tinkle.

(dance music playing)

♪ I want it ♪

♪ I don't want it ♪

♪ I need it ♪

♪ I don't need it ♪

♪ I feel it ♪

♪ I don't feel it ♪

♪ I like it ♪

♪ I don't like it ♪

♪ Uninvited ♪

♪ Unrequited ♪

♪ Undecided ♪

♪ But excited… ♪

(suspenseful music)

♪ I want it ♪

♪ I don't want it ♪

♪ I need it ♪

♪ I don't need it ♪

♪ I feel it ♪

♪ I don't feel it ♪

♪ I like it ♪

♪ I don't like it ♪

What the fuck is this place?

- I know. It's a bit weird…
- Your new club?

- Eh?
- It's fucking freezing.

And where is everybody?
Thought we were having a party?

It's just up here.

Listen, for us to keep
you afloat,

we're gonna need more
from you, okay?

Hey, come on. It's fine.

- What's he talking about?
- It's alright.

He's alright.
- NATASHA: What are you doing?

You'll be fine.
It's just up here.

What is?

Just round here.

What the fuck is
this place, Dan?

Fuck off.

WILL: I told you we'd be back.

No need to panic.

No need to despair.

We're partners, remember?

NATASHA: Douglas Kelly?

(sinister music)

What the fuck are you doing
with Douglas?

This is madness.
This is fucking madness.

Douglas… was our business
partner.

Relax. Relax.
- DOUGLAS: (muffled) Help me.

Relax.

Listen, why don't you just
stand there.

- No.
- Stand there.

(Douglas struggling)

Right here.

There we are.

(muffled) Argh.

Hello, mate.
(loud punching)

(gasps, panics)
What are you doing?

DAN: Will! Will!

(screaming) You fucking cunt.

(muffled scream)

(muffled scream)

(camera clicks)

(muffled scream, crying)
(screaming) Stand there.

Oh, God. I'm standing here.

(camera shutter clicks)
What the hell are you

taking a picture of me for?
- DOUGLAS: (muffled) No.

Evidence. Of you being here.

Look, he needs moving
somewhere else.

He's not safe here anymore.

We just… we need you to help

to move him somewhere else.

- (muffled scream)
- No.

DAN: Yes. Yes.
- No. No.

What the fuck are you doing?
Let him go.

WILL: It's too late for that.

Douglas tried to pull
a fast one on us,

didn't you, Douglas?
- DOUGLAS: (muffled) No. Argh.

- Oh, yeah.
- (muffled) No.

I… I need to leave. Now.

You listen to me.

We're not asking you.
(dark music)

We're telling you. Okay?

I'm not doing fucking anything.

You can fuck off.

No, stop, stop, stop.

Natasha, just stop. Just…

- DOUGLAS: (muffled groans)
- Stop.

I know… hey. Look at me.

I know, it's fucking mad,
alright.

But if you do this…

and you're gonna do this…

yes, you're gonna do this,

You get to keep the loan.

No more debt,
you keep that money.

If you don't do this…

Lovely fucking brother, Dan.
You'll have to introduce me

to the rest of your
fucking family.

WILL: Take care, Tash.

Fuck off.

WILL: See you tomorrow.

Don't do anything silly now.

(panicking) Fuck.

(sinister music)
(footsteps running)

(phone ringing)
(coughs)

Yeah, can I get a taxi?

(crying)

Are you okay back there?

Yeah.

You sure you're okay back there?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Okay.

It's just one of those weeks.

So, you're going home now then?

I said, so…

you're going home now then?

I need to find someone first.

A man?

Yeah.

Hey, I just, I hope he's not
the reason for your tears.

You know, because if he is,
you should just walk away.

(sirens blaring)

(ominous music)

Can I ask a favour?

Sure, yeah, you can ask,
ask me any favour.

Could you wait for me.

Er… you know I, I cannot.
I can't do that.

Erm, because, erm…

I have to pick up fares.

- NATASHA: But…
- Customers.

And I have only just
started my shift.

Please. I, I can tip you.
I have money.

No, it's, it's okay.

It's okay.

Please.

I really need your help here.

I'm really going to need
that tip.

(traffic rumbling)

(high tempo music)

Have you seen The Viking?

What? Who?

The Viking?

I don't have a clue what you're
talking about, my love.

(background laughter)

- I'm looking for someone.
- Hold on, hold on.

You fucking owe me some money.
- No.

What the fuck?

You owe me like
500 fucking quid.

You're like, fucking…
you know that, fucking…

- You owe me 500 fucking quid.
- I'm looking for somebody.

You owe…

(high tempo music continues)

♪ The small cabin roof…♪

♪ See what you will find ♪

♪ The small cabin roof…♪

(taxi door closes)

(phone beeps)
DAN: Where'd you go?

This is a good deal we're
offering here,

and, er, you need to do it,
alright?

Where are you now?

Tash, hiya, it's Spike.

Erm, I do just need some cover

for the hours that
I've been doing.

Erm, sorry to keep ringing ya.

And just, er, yeah, I'm just a
bit desperate

for them at the minute.
- Hi, it's Sophie, again.

Can you call me back, Natasha?

Please, please just call me
back.

DAN: Tasha I'm just going to
fucking keep calling ya.

Okay, where the fuck are you?

Don't fuck us around here,
you fucking…

(high tempo music continues)

Can you take me to The Lodge?

The Lodge?

Are you sure you want to
go there?

He'll be there.

(car rumbles)

(car door closes)

(sinister music)

(knocks on door)

(window slides open)

(heavy door opens)

- BARMAN: Hey.
- I'm looking for The Viking.

- The Viking?
- Yeah.

I wanna see The Viking.

Do you know The Viking?

I can help you, yes.

- You can?
- Yeah, I can help you.

My history not so good, but,
er, they were around in,

er, er… 800 to 1100.

How you say in English, huh?

Er, how you say cyclos, er…

- What?
- Centuries, huh.

- The Viking…
- Just, I'm looking for

a particular person.

The Vikings, they settled, er…

What are you doing?

They crossed, er, Europa,

as far as…
- Listen, I dunno what the fuck

you're talking about.
I need to see the Viking.

Okay?
- Greenland…

NATASHA: Do you know him or not?

They are everywhere.

Okay, I'm just gonna go.

- Do not fucking move, bitch.
- NATASHA: Yeah.

Stay here. Look, you
stick this on.

- Yep.
- And you fuck my asshole, huh?

- I need to leave.
- Where you going?

(gasps)
(bottles clatter)

- Fuck my asshole, okay?
- Yeah, turn around then.

- Turn around.
- Okay?

- Yeah.
- Don't fucking move, huh?

- Yeah, okay.
- And do as you're told, huh?

- Yeah.
- Okay?

Okay?
- Okay, yeah.

Okay. Okay. Yeah.

Fuck you.
(crashing)

Fucking hell, man. (laughs)

(dance music playing)

(ominous music)

(distant muffled singing)

(fades to silence)

(ominous music)

Excuse me. Can I help you?

I'm looking for someone.

They're not here.

You don't even know who
I'm looking for.

Please go now. This not for you.

Get your grubby hands
off me. Ow.

(distant muffled singing)

(threatening music)

We need to leave.

(coughs) Already?

But we just got here.

Please.

JEHOVAH'S WITNESS:
Heaven is real.

(distorted, menacing)
Hell is real.

Are you here to be saved?

Don't joke with your soul.

You are a sinner.

Now is the time to come clean.

You are a sinner.

The Lord is coming.

Now is the time to come clean.

Believe with your heart
and confess with your mouth.

Don't joke with your soul.

Don't joke with your soul.

(sobs)

(yoga teacher giving
instructions)

(panicking, sobbing)

- Oh, fuck.
- YOGA TEACHER: Natasha?

Fuck.

(exhales)
- Natasha?

Fuck, fuck it. Fuck.

(panicked breathing) Fuck.

(door opens)

(door closes)
SAFI: Erm, I'll call you back.

(scoffs)

What's with all the calls?

You don't have to call me
ten times

throughout the night.
I am trying to get some sleep.

Okay, I was just calling
about the app.

What? You're mumbling.

Answer me, Spike.

I was calling you about the app.

The app? Fucking app?

Jesus. (laughs)

I'm sick of people
not taking me seriously.

I'm out every single minute
of every day.

I mean, the fucking app?

I've given you enough money,
haven't I?

When am I gonna see some results

from the fucking app?

- I'm sorry, this is not okay.
- What the fuck are you doing?

The app, the app, the app.
When's it gonna be done?

Can you go and talk to…

NATASHA: Jesus Christ.

This place is turning to shit.

Okay?

Stop ignoring me.

SPIKE: What are you
talking about?

Look at you. How am I…?
- NATASHA: What?

Look at you.
How am I ignoring you?

One minute, okay, do you
want me to call you,

or do you want me to
not call you?

Oh, shut up.
You know what I mean.

Not in the night, okay,

I'm trying to get rest.

Make your fucking mind up.

You know what I'm talking about.

Make your fucking mind up.

NATASHA: I'm totally focused.

Fucking hell, I get enough
from the tenants.

SPIKE: I've been up all night
doing this for you.

NATASHA: (scoffs) Oh for me?
For me?

Just get it done then. Okay?

This place is turning to shit

and you're not helping.

None of you are.

I am helping,
you just don't see it.

NATASHA: No, I don't see it,
funnily enough.

No, you don't fucking see it.

No, I'm not seeing it.

You don't see anything, Tash.

Fucking show me, then.

SPIKE: Because all you see
is yourself.

When are we actually gonna
see some results, Spike?

What do you mean, results?
What do you think I'm doing?

NATASHA: Jesus Christ.
I've given you enough money.

Fuck's sake. (sighs)

It's me.

You can talk to me.

I just need to get this awful
week out of the way.

SAFI: Okay. What, what do you
need me to do?

Can you make this merger
happen sooner?

Er, it's none of my business,
yeah,

but surely we're not busy enough
to open up

another branch.
- No, no.

SAFI: I mean, yeah,
tell me otherwise.

No, I think we can make
the merger,

and the other place happen
at the same time.

Just need more collateral.

I don't think the merger's what
you think it is, Natasha.

And what do I think it is?

It isn't a partnership
like you say it is.

It is a takeover. Yeah?

They're just buying up all
the other competition

'cause it makes sense. Yeah.

I mean, Sparks,

they've done this before.

They're renowned for it,

and you know that.

I know that.

Why haven't you spoken to me
about this before?

'Cause I thought you needed it.

I was a little bit scared.

Don't tell me how to
run my business, Safi.

SAFI: Ah.

I built this…
(Safi scoffs)

… all on my own.

(scoffs)

You can fuck off.
(Safi laughs)

Fuck off with the rest of them.

Do you know what?

You can fuck off, actually.

- NATASHA: Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

(muttering quietly)
Show ya, fucking cunt…

(footsteps receding)

- Saf… Saf…
- No, it's fine.

No, no, no, no.

I am, er, yeah.

(drawers bang)

(Dylan talking in background)

Yeah.

(door opens)

Saf… yeah, I know.

(door closes)

(high tempo music)
Hey Dom, it's Natasha.

DOM: Natasha.

Oh, oh, yeah, hi.
- Hey.

Listen, can we speak
a little more

about the direction
of this merger?

Mm. Such strange timing.

I was actually going to
call you today to,

you know, chat about it all.

- Oh, really? Great.
- Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, well, we've looked

and we're really struggling

to see the numbers you'd
projected.

Oh, no. I can… I can relook at
the figures.

Mm. Well, er, that's not
really of interest

(scoffs) to… to us now.

That ship has sailed,
unfortunately.

No. No, listen, listen…

can we just meet up in person

and go through them again?
- Mm…

- I'm, I'm free this week.
- Er… no.

No, thank you.
- No, no, no, Dom, listen…

This investment option is one

we're not going forward with
at this stage.

But we really, really wish you
all the best

with your future letting
plans, okay?

I'm sure it'll all work out,
alright?

No, er… no, no, no, Dom, listen…

Take care, Natasha.

Bye, bye now.

Oh… oh, you f-f-fucking cunt!

Fuck's sake.

(sighs) Fucking prick.

Fucking prick.

Fucking prick.

Fucking prick.

(snorting)

(high tempo music continues)

(phone vibrates)

DAN: Oh there you are,

you fucking took your
time there.

Where…where are we meeting?

It's a farm.

Where?

In Essex.

Yeah?
- It's empty.

Has been for years.

Okay. You haven't told anyone
have ya?

Don't be stupid.

Nata… don't make me fucking
regret this, Natasha.

Don't make me fucking
regret this.

Dan, look,

can we not work something out
over this?

Let's meet.
- Work out?

W-what do you wanna
work out, exactly?

There's nothing to fucking
work out here.

Who's Will?

What? He's my brother.
I told you.

I already told you.
- Oh, he's not

your fucking brother, Dan.

He doesn't even look like you.

Why are you asking stupid
fucking questions?

If I tell you he's my brother,
he's my fucking brother,

that's all.
- How'd you get into

this situation?

This is fucked.

Douglas got above himself,
okay?

We gave him a nice deal,
it was a good deal.

It was a proper partnership.

And that fucking clown,
that prick

just cheated us out of
our money, that's all.

What, so you took over
his business?

(chuckles) What?

No, we didn't.

Look, Douglas is the dodgy one

in all of this, alright?
Douglas…

Douglas is as dodgy as
they come.

You can trust me on that.

Don't fucking have sympathy
for Douglas.

Don't have any sympathy
for dodgy,

dopey Douglas Kelly
& Associates.

And Associates…
that's a fucking joke an' all,

It's just him. Just one bloke.
No one else.

No associates, just
a fucking… Douglas.

Just a cunt.

What, so you… you kidnapped him?

Don't get clever with me.

Don't get fucking clever
with me, Natasha.

Yeah, you…
- I'm not.

I'm just asking.

Just listen,

and do exactly what we say,

and this'll all be over with.

If you don't do what we say,
then the…

you'll be over with, alright?

Fuckin' stupid…

(high tempo music continues)

(music ends, birds singing)

All fucked up. (mumbles)

Cunt, stuck in that situation.

(mumbles)

- What are you doing?
- DAN: I don't know.

I don't fucking know.

I mean, what are we
gonna fucking do now?

I'm not cut out for this shit.

Shut your mouth, okay?

I'm willing to do whatever it
fucking takes.

Just chill the fuck out.

Look, all we need to do

is get him over here.

(sighs)

Then we can relax.

Yeah?
- Relax?

Yeah, it's, it's perfect.

This is perfect.
- Rela… perfect?

What's fucking perfect?

We've gone from being club
owners

to kidnappers, you know
what I mean?

This, this is, it's too f…

What next?

Fucking murder?

You always wanted to be
in property, didn't you?

What?

What about her?

- WILL: What about her?
- DAN: Well…

WILL: She's helping us, yeah?

So, keep your shit together.

Okay?

Are we just gonna top her
as well?

Is that it?

WILL: I dunno.

Maybe.

(Will clears throat)

Are we really gonna go through
with this?

Look, er, Tash, erm,

be here tonight at eight, yeah?
- Oh, fuck's sake.

No, we're gonna bring him to you

and you can look after him
for a few days. Yeah?

We'll think about what move
we make next.

I can't just be here for days.

I've got a busy life.
I'll be missed.

Missed? By who?

Oh, Jesus. Listen.

Why me?

Why not someone else?

Someone who deserves it.

Dan?
- What?

M-me? What?
- Oh, fuck off, not you.

I'm talking about another agent.

Someone else. Anyone.

You can't just do this.

I don't like it.

WILL: Fuckin' hell.

Look at the pair of ya.

"I'm not cut out for this."

"I don't like it."

Fuckin' embarrassing,
both of yas.

Look at ya.

You're fucking shaking.

What's going on here?

Eh?

All this is gonna take is
a couple of days

and then it's all gonna be over.

Is this gonna be a problem? Eh?

- No.
- WILL: No.

It's not gonna be
a problem, is it?

- No.
- I'm gonna ask you again.

Is it gonna be a fucking
problem?

- No.
- WILL: No.

You. Are you, is this gonna
be a problem?

Are you okay?

I need a shit.

- Yeah, that's it, Dan.
- Fucking idiot.

WILL: Release all that tension.

Fucking moron.

I'm not staying.

(exhales)

(kicks radiator) Fucking…

(kicks radiator) cunt.

(chair smashes)

(high tempo music)

(beep) This is a message for
Natasha Flynn

from Zen Smile Dentistry.

You have an outstanding
balance of £950.

Press 1 to make a payment.

(beep) It's Sophie…again.

I'm giving you a heads up,

Harvey is on the phone to
the police as we speak.

Phoebe and Tacita haven't slept
worrying about…

Miss Flynn, Ramesh at Trust Us
Bank here.

Just double checking
you'll be meeting me today

to discuss your current
financial situation.

MAN:Are you ignoring us?
Natasha, we know you're there.

LUKE:Music blasting from
next door.

We've not slept a wink
and the boiler isn't working.

Troy Perkins here.
I've been reading

on some forums about Flynn's.

Now you're on a list,

and it does not make
for good reading.

Thanks for coming in today.

Won't keep you for too long.

Erm, I know you're
probably busy.

Yeah, I'm very busy actually.

Can you get to the point?

My point is, we need to

chat about your repayment plan.

Yeah, well, we're chatting
about it now.

(clicks fingers)
Wake up.

Trying to.

I actually can't do this
right now.

I have to be somewhere.

Er, maybe we can arrange

another meeting next week.

Maybe when you're not
eating lunch.

Miss Flynn… Miss… Miss Flynn.

No, I'm very busy.
(door opens)

We have to agree on your new
repayment plan.

(door slams)

Can't you hear that?

It's incessant. It doesn't stop.

Day and night.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.

I can, yeah.
No, must be frustrating.

Frustrating? It's hell.

Can you talk to them please?

Well, it's a council problem,
really.

It's not something
I can help with.

Look, you sold us this.

It's technically letting.

Oh, come on.
I never sold you anything.

We can't sleep.

SPIKE:All that fucking work
I…you owe me.

Are you for real? Seriously?
Tash?

- Do you know what, Spikey?
- What?

You are a complete
and utter fun sponge.

Yeah, okay. And you known what?

You're not the only game
in town, sweetie, okay?

I've been loyal,
but there's a limit.

Remember Spikey, you need me,

but you don't deserve me.

- Tash, it's not…
- Fuck off.

Yeah, can I have
an appointment today?

I need an appointment today.
I need it now.

Oh, what the fuck is wrong
with you people?

♪ Half a pound of
tuppenny rice♪

♪ Half a pound of treacle♪

♪ That's the way
the money goes♪

♪ Pop! Goes the weasel ♪

(background chatter)

(ominous music)

(phone clatters)

(keyboard clacking)

(deep breath)

(sighs)

(dramatic music)

(sighs deeply)

Did anyone come in for me today?

Hm?

Did someone come in
for me today?

No, I don't think so.

(Spike clears throat)

(background music playing)

(door closes)

Ah.

Yeah.

You've grown.

(laughs) Yes, it's been…

what, twenty years?

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

- Really?
- (laughs)

Yeah, well.

(laughs) Let me get you a drink.

- Er…
- What do you want?

A Bloody Mary, if they do
a nice one.

Oh, yeah. A Bloody Mary please.

Thank you.

(clears throat)

There you are.

Yeah.

So…

I'm in a situation.

Yeah.

Well, you… you wouldn't have
come looking for me otherwise.

And I can't get out of it.

Why have you left it so long?

Well, I didn't know
where to find you.

You can always find me,

if you go to the right places.

Er, well…

- You don't know where to start.
- Mm.

Okay.

(sighs)

Start from the middle.

(laughter)

(background music continues)

Yeah.

They're connected, Will and Dan.

They know people.

Plugs connect, not people.

(laughs)

You know, there's always a bit
of light somewhere.

May not be much.

But it beats the fucking
darkness.

Will and Dan are out of control.

I messed up.

I borrowed from
the wrong people.

Happens all the time.

Shouldn't blame yourself

for something everybody
else does.

We're all in debt…

one way or another.

I'm gonna lose everything
I worked for.

Yeah, I hear you.

Listen…

aah… go along with everything
they want.

I'll be in touch.

Okay?

Okay.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(car engine roaring)

(sinister music)

(sinister music continues)

(sighs)

(car rumbling)

(brakes squeaking)

(car door opens)

- Come on.
- Tasha.

You put him in the boot?

Fuck's sake.

Grab the head and top half.

- Why am I the sort of…
- Can I do the middle.

It's the heaviest part.

Jesus.

Okay. Just lemme fucking
do what I can.

- Listen to me, right.
- I'm doing what I can.

Don't you fuckin' start
moaning now.

- Be quiet.
- Shut up.

(owl hoots)

- I've got him.
- Just shhh.

What are you doing here?

- I'm helping.
- What?

Don't fucking tell me to shhh,
cunt.

Jesus. Fucking just spat on me.

Fucking go up the stairs,
man. Get him up there.

- On the bed.
- Agh.

(thump)
That's it.

NATASHA: Fucking hell.

Dan. Dan, up you get.

Here, Dan, put the gag on him.

Oh, fucking hell.

- NATASHA: What about the office?
- What about it?

They have keys to this place
as well. (sighs)

Well then, you go down
in the morning

and go and get them then,
don't ya?

- NATASHA: Okay.
- Limit the surprises.

I am. I will. I will.
(Will snorts)

Ooh, shit…(laughs) Fuck.

Yeah! (laughs)

(rapping) Him see the struggle,

the pain and the strife,

but him never back down.

Him embrace life.

Wise beyond him years.

Him street smart.

Him a di don.

A true master of the…

- A… art.
- Art.

- Yeah.
- (laughs)

(Douglas falls)

Fuck's sake. Just put him
on the bed.

(Will laughs)
(Natasha sighs)

You think I'm the Don, don't ya?

Look, let me tell you something.
You can't be responsible, right,

for something that doesn't
listen to you.

Do you know that, right?
Lemme give you an example.

You can't be responsible for
a… a dog

if he doesn't obey you,

or a child
if it doesn't obey you.

Or a woman…
(Douglas moaning)

… if it doesn't obey you.

How long are you gonna
leave him here?

(fake gasp) Don't fucking know.

Yeah? As long as it takes.

Deal with it, yeah?

I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?

Take care.

Come on, Dan. Come on, boy.

Yeah, fuck off, Dan.

(Will laughs)

Douglas…

Get on the bed.

- That's it.
(Douglas groans)

- It's okay.
(Douglas coughing)

Uh, okay.

(Douglas groaning)
- Ugh.

(Douglas coughs)
- Okay.

(sighs) Fuck's sake.

Hey…(sighs)

(Douglas groans incoherently)

NATASHA: Shh, shh.

(Douglas continues groaning)

Uh…

DOUGLAS: Mm.

(groans)

(muffled talking, screaming)

- Doug.
- (screams)

Douglas, Douglas. Douglas,
listen.

- (muffled screaming)
- Douglas, it's me.

It's Natasha. Listen. Shhh.
(muffled screaming)

It's Natasha Flynn.
From Flynn's Lettings.

- Shhh. Shhh.
- (muffled screaming)

Fuck's sake, shush.

(Douglas continues screaming)

I'm from Flynn's.

It's Douglas Kelly, isn't it?

You know me.
- DOUGLAS: Mm.

We know each other.

- (whimpering)
- Shh.

(whispers) Listen…
- (screams)

Let me fucking go,
you fucking cunt.

- I fucking can't.
- DOUGLAS: Let me go.

I fucking can't. Okay?

I'm trying to help you,
but I can't.

Okay? Not yet.

You just have to have
patience, okay?

(mumbles incoherently)

Call…

please call my wife.
- Okay.

- DOUGLAS: Natasha, please.
- Okay.

I'll see if I can.

Just shhh. Just…
- (muffled shouting, crying)

(suspenseful music)
(muffled shouting)

(whimpering)

(Douglas continues groaning)

- (muffled shouting) Wake up.
- Oh fuck.

Fucking hell. What?

(muffled) I've got to go to
the toilet.

NATASHA: Oh shit.

What?

I need to go to the toilet.

What did you shout so loud for?

(light clinks)

Okay.

(door closes)

(Douglas urinating)

Douglas?

Douglas?

(banging sounds)

Douglas, I'm gonna come in.

(door opens)

Oh, what…?

Oh, fuck's sake.

Fuck's sake.

Douglas!

Fuck's sake. Oh.

Jesus.

(thump)
Ow…

NATASHA: What the fuck
are you doing?

(cries in pain) Ow…

NATASHA: What the fuck
are you doing?

Fuck. Come on.

I can't… I can't do it without
your help.

Agh, Jesus Christ.

Come on, come on…
- Ow, agh.

I fucking broke my leg.

I've broken my fucking leg.

- Come on.
- Agh. Agh.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Agh. Agh. Agh. Aaagh.

Oh, what did you do that for?

(crying) Have I not fucking
suffered enough?

(suspenseful music)

(car door closes)

(phone booth clatters)

(dial tone)

(coins clinking)

(phone ringing)
Hello, is this Claire?

Yes, this is Claire.
Who's speaking?

Erm… I'm calling about Douglas.

I just… I want you to know that
he's safe.

- Douglas?
- Yeah.

- Oh, my God, is he okay?
- Yeah, no,

No, no, he will be okay, yeah.

Well…well who are you?
What do you want?

Er, oh, no, I don't want
anything.

I just, er, er…

I'm just a friend.
I'm just trying to help, okay?

Well… well, tell me
where he is.

Please, I need to know.
- No.

I can't tell you right now.

I'm putting myself at risk
going this far.

- What do you mean?
- I can't tell you right now.

I'm just gonna tell you… listen.

It'll all be over soon.

It's just that I want…
he wanted me to call you.

Erm, and I'm just telling you
that he's gonna be…

it's gonna be fine.
Listen to me.

Listen to me. Listen to me.
- (cross talk) … gonna be fine?

I'm putting myself in danger.

I'm just telling you

he's gonna be fine, okay?

- No, don't hang up, please…
- Listen.

I can't speak to you
right now, okay?

So, fuck off at the moment.
Fuck off.

(phone clatters into cradle)

(phone booth rattles)

(car engine roaring)

(birds twittering)

(phone clatters into cradle)

Okay.

(high tempo, tense music)

(shotgun cocks)

(blade swishes)

(magazine loads)

(magazine eject)

(machine gun cocks)

(magazine clicks)

(high tempo music continues)

(magazine clicks)

(gun dry fires)

You've forgotten how?

(sighs) Have you got anything
smaller?

Yes, I do.

(magazine ejects)

(gun cocks, dry fires)

(magazine clicks)

How about that one?

Yeah, that's okay.

You could use both hands
if you want to.

You really did forget how.

Thumbs. Thumbs together.

Push. Push.

Pull the fucking trigger.

Easy peasy.

Okay?

Oh…(becomes upset)

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey…

Hey. So…

So…

we rest for a bit now.

Easy.

Hey, look at me.

Gonna be all fine.

- (exhales)
- Trust me.

I know this.

(electric razor buzzing)

Let's leave it where it is.

Uh…

Leave it?

Leave it.

That was my dad.

Your dad was a spiteful bastard,
you know that.

Not to me he wasn't.

He made your mum's life
a living hell.

I was asked to help.

I was paid to help.

Then when I saw you…

I wanted to help.

Did you ever stop to think
why she did what she did?

She was unhappy, Natasha.

She had no life whatsoever.

NATASHA: The last I remember
was that hotel room.

That's the last memory
I have of my dad.

(solemn music)

He took me there.

He showed me Mum and that cunt.

I still always thought it was
my fault, though…

why he left. (voice cracks)

All these years I thought
it was my fault.

Mum never let me think
otherwise.

But it was her.

It was all her.

She's the monster, not him.

He needed to go.

Took that choice away from me.

He was violent to your dear mum.

NATASHA: But not to me though.

He was never violent to me.

He loved me.

It was for the best.

You should have all just
left me alone.

(footsteps receding)

(car approaching)

(knock on door)

(door opens)

(door closes)

Oh, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Yeah, look, erm…
(clears throat)

Just wanted to tell ya,

keep up the good work, you know.

Yeah?

(sniffs, clear throat)

I'll be back later, yeah.

Do you want any supper
or anything?

- No.
- Okay.

(clears throat)

Listen, er…

I'm sorry about earlier.

Yeah.

Sometimes I can get
a little bit…

carried away, you know.

Once you get to know me,
you know,

you can see that I can care,
you know?

(dramatic music)

I can stay with you,
if you'd like?

Where's Dan?

Huh?

Where's Dan?

Dan's busy, and so am I.

Yeah? You stay out of trouble.

Don't you start talking to him
up there, alright?

Yeah?
- Yeah.

You got it?

Don't get chatty at all.

(clears throat) Fuck.

(car engine starts)

(dramatic music)

(brakes squeal)

Oh…

What's all this about then?

(laughs)

(zip whizzes)

- Voila.
- I would like you to use

the Mac 10.

Ever used one?

It's all yours.

(ominous music)

Oh dear, oh dear.

(laughs)

(shotgun cocks)

This is an old favourite.

Doesn't look much to the world.

But in someone's gut

and it's good night, Vienna.

That's a good place.

(phone vibrating)

No wonder you're stressed.

That phone.

It's work.

Constant fucking racket.

I need it.

Do you?

Yeah, I need to be
contactable, yeah.

So, do I. Don't need a phone.

Well…

what if it's an emergency?

You found me… didn't you?

Shocking things.

Keeping track of everyone.

If I need to talk to someone,
I use a phone box.

Oh, all my work is on my phone.

What did we do before them?

It's a drug.

Addicted to a bit of plastic.

(phone vibrates)

Everywhere I go,

people staring at them.

Endless rows of zombies.

(phone continues vibrating)

Is that him?

Give it to me.

Oh…

Oh, that little piece.

Is this Will?

Yeah, it is. Who's this?

This is The Viking.

Listen…

we need to have
a talk about Natasha.

Please, can we meet?

(laughs) The Viking.
Are you serious?

What kind of fucking name
is that?

Listen, no need for that kind
of language.

Well, what are you gonna
fucking do, twat-face?

(laughs) Now, now.

No need for that.

Can we meet?

Yeah.

I'll meet ya.

Then I'll bury you, ya cunt.

I think he hang up.

So, yeah.

(clears throat)

We relax a bit now.

Breathe.

(groans contentedly)

(dramatic music)

(cars approaching)

(car doors slam)

(car doors close)

You alright, mate?

Alright mate, yeah.

Alright. Come on.

(gate crashes open)

Let's have this.

(shotgun fires)
WILL: Fuck.

(high tempo music)

WILL: Get the fuck in.

Get in there.

(door opens)

GOON 1: Get up the stairs.

What…?

(shouting)

GOON 1: Get fucking up here.

- GOON 1: Over there.
- GOON 2: No, here.

(breathing heavily)

(stab)
Argh.

Argh.
(stabbing)

(man screams)

(stabbing)
(crashing to the floor)

(groans)

(distant shouting)

GOON: Oh, here he is.

Argh.
(slicing)

Aaargh. (gurgling)

(smashes face)

(blood dripping)

Will?

(echoes) Will!

DAN: Uh.

Ah.

(Dan screams)

WILL: I'm up here, Viking,
you cunt.

Ugh.

(stabbing)

(screaming)
(Natasha groans)

JEHOVAH'S WITNESS:
The Lord is coming.

(stabbing)

The Lord is coming.

(gun shots)
(body thumping)

WILL: Dan. Dan!

(man screams)
(thump on the ground)

(chaotic screaming)

I'll fucking kill ya.
(gun shots)

Argh.

(shouting in background)

(petrol pouring)
(screaming)

No. No. (screaming)
(flames whoosh)

(screaming)
(door closes)

(flare sizzles)

(screaming continues)

No! (screaming)

(shouting continues)

(flames roaring)
(screaming)

(distorted screaming)

Uh. Ugh.

Uh. Ugh.

- Urgh.
- Bitch.

Bitch.

JEHOVAH'S WITNESS:
The Lord is coming.

(fighting, struggling)

(flares sizzling)

JEHOVAH'S WITNESS:
The Lord is coming.

(background shouting, screaming)

(sinister music)

(man groans)

(man screaming)

Ah. (groans)

(stabbing)
(groans with effort)

(floorboards creak)

(ominous music)

What's your name?

You know my fucking name.

Ugh. Argh.

- You don't do that.
- Fuck…

Did you hear me?

Wait, wait.

Stand still.

(blade swishes)

Fucking hell.
Come, come on then.

Are you ready?

Please. Come on, mate,
I've got a lot of money.

- Are you ready?
- I've got a lot of money.

I can…
- Shut up.

(slashing)
(gurgles, chokes)

(blood spurting)

(thumps on the floor)

(blood dripping)

(gurgles)

(sighs)

(straining with effort)

(breathing heavily)

(sinister music continues)

(Dan mumbling)

DAN: Fucking hell.

This is mad, innit? Fucking…

It's not too late, you know.
It's…

- No, it is too late.
- DAN: Nah.

It is.

DAN: I, I didn't want

any of this, you know.

I di… it's not…

It was Will, like, Will.

He… he… he forced me to do this.

I didn't want…
Douglas is his idea.

I didn't, you know,
I could just go.

I'll just, I'll go to like
Norfolk or Suffolk.

One of those, like you won't
have to see me again, right?

Just… (laughs)

I'll keep schtum.

About what?

- All of it.
- Are you gaslighting me?

- You were gonna kill Douglas.
- No, no.

He's an estate agent,
for fuck's sake.

But it was me next, wasn't it?
- It wasn't.

- You were gonna kill me.
- This is fucking mental.

I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, like…

Fuck. No, please.

Please.

I just… I wanted a nice business.

A successful business.
I'm an entrepreneur.

It's Dan the man, you know, Dan.

This is… I didn't want any
of this.

This is… look.

(bat clatters on floor)
I just…

this isn't me.

Business is about
building strong relationships.

You fell at the first hurdle.

(body thumps)
Ah.

So…

What?
(Mac 10 gun firing)

(clattering)

(quietly) Let's go.

(embers crackling)

VIKING: Ugh.

(light switch clicks)

(panicked breathing)

(blade swishes)
(grunts with exertion)

Ah. (laughs)

Is it over?

It's over.

(laughs)

(groans) Come on.

(sliding)

(groaning)

You don't recognise me, do you?

No, I'm sorry, I don't.

It's Flynn's.

Natasha Flynn?

The competition?

I'm sorry. I… I need to
go home now

and get back to my wife.
- I know, of course.

Of course you can.

Listen, it's not the right time,

but once you're feeling
up to it,

it'd be great if we could have
a little chat about,

you know, working together.

In the future.

I've been looking to join forces
with another agency, and…

I'm sorry but I can't…

I can't really think
about that now.

Oh, no, no, no. Not now.

Not now, but you know,

have a little think about it.

There you go.
- Ah, ah.

- Fuck!
- That's it.

Oh. Are you okay?

It's all been a bit of
a nightmare, hasn't it?

(laughs)

Look at you.

Oh, God.

(continues to laugh)

I'll call you a taxi.
You calm down.

You sit there, okay.
It's all over now.

- DOUGLAS: Thank you.
- Okay.

- DOUGLAS: Thank you.
- (laughs)

(breathes heavily)

(door opens)
(ethereal music)

You take care now, my love.

I will.

You promise?

I promise.

You know where to find me.

Well, you don't make it easy.

Don't leave it so long
next time, okay?

I won't.

And thank you… for everything.

I missed you.

Drive carefully.

Now, fuck off.

(chuckles)

(high tempo music)

(car door closes)
(engine starts)

(gate squeaks open)

(doorbell rings)

(door opens)

Natasha. Oh my God,
what happened to you?

Hello darling.

(smash)
Ugh.

(slumps to the ground)

(beating with a hammer)
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh…

(ethereal music)

♪ Live and let live♪

♪ Isn't that what they say?♪

♪ Our actions are counted ♪

♪ And then heavily weighed ♪

♪ What we once were♪

♪ What we have become♪

♪ The sums of our life♪

♪ That cannot be unsung♪

♪ Does it make us fearful?♪

♪ Does it make us sad?♪

♪ Does it make us lucky?♪

♪ Does it make us glad?♪

♪ When all is said ♪

♪ When all is done♪

♪ The remains of our days♪

♪ Will sink with the sun♪

♪ La, la♪

♪ La, la, la, la♪

♪ La, la♪

♪ La, la, la♪

♪ La, la♪

♪ La, la, la, la…♪

(high tempo music)

NATASHA: Hi, I'm Natasha Flynn.

And having worked in the London
property market

for over ten years
for a major independent company,

I finally decided I should go
one better.

And founded my own boutique
lettings agency, called Flynn's.

And we're based in North London.

At Flynn's, we pride ourselves
in understanding

the specific needs of
all our clients.

Whether you're a couple
looking for a love nest

or a family looking for comfort
with a capital C.

Or a busy business single

looking for your own space,
your sanctuary.

We want you to know that you
have a partner in us

and in our growing team.

We are a service-led,

not a target-based organisation.

And we work around the clock
to make sure that

every single one of you whose
put your trust in us

knows that you're our
top priority.

We promise you
an excellent service.

I mean, it was the easiest
five star I've ever given.

And Flynn's are not really

your usual high street
letting agent.

Natasha is thoughtful, polite,

straight talking and honest.

It's a great service,
just from start to finish.

Great communication.

Would 100% recommend.

(cork pops)
(laughter)