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Sharn...

They won't be happy till we've
all frozen to death.

Don't get me started.

Good job I'm made of fire.

Me and you, isn't it?

Always.

Was broken into
last night, you know?

Nah.

I'm serious!

It's a joke this place, isn't it?

What are you here for?

Second home to me since it opened.

Done me for kerb crawling again.
Total waste of time.

I don't like to think
of them as fines, more a tax.

Punishment never fits the crime,
does it? You're telling me.

I'll be back round there
this afternoon, you watch.

Man needs a siesta.

Mr Miller?

You OK, Mr Miller?

Bit early for your siesta, isn't it?

The pre-sentence report confirms
Mr Miller shows

genuine and substantial remorse
and a fine would appear to be the
most suitable course of action.

Court rejects the option of a fine.

Judge?

It's clear the old approach
hasn't worked.

This centre exists
to find alternatives.

Sentencing is postponed until
this afternoon. This afternoon?

Didn't have anything planned,
did you, Mr Miller? No, sir.

Good.

Right, caffeine break, I think.
All stand.

Have you told Paul
about the break in?

Didn't know we had one.

So you turned your own room
upside down then, did you?

Some papers fell off my desk,
that's all.

Hal, put those in my office,
please. Thanks.

How long do you think it'll be until
he finds out? He's not an idiot.

We already had a busy afternoon
until you added
that kerb crawler to the list!

There's four more of them
in reception, you know.
Well, I'll add them all to it.

Just fine them. I don't want
to tax it, I want to stop it!

Then what are you going to do?
Not a clue. Hi, Paul.

How are you? I know all about it.

chances are they've gone to ground.

Right, well. Stay vigilant.

Bad enough there's gossip.
I tell you one thing, once the police

are involved, the press will be
involved and that will be a disaster.

You tell no-one.

I've arranged for someone from
the Liverpool Mercury to come in
and interview you this afternoon.

Well, un-arrange it. With respect,
sir, you've got to find some way

of winning this community over,
now more than ever.
I don't do interviews!

Em... you forgot this.

Mr Little, this is the third
trial against you to collapse.

What have you got to say to
the Liverpool Mercury? Nothing.

Just make sure you fit that
on the front page.

You shouldn't be touching anything,
this is the scene of a crime.

No-one could have got through there.

None of the windows are damaged,
neither is the door.

Nothing's taken...

I think. Robes and wig.

What? No robes, no wig.

She's saying someone broke into
the centre, came into your chambers
and stole your clothes? Damn!

Expensive, those.
What about the memo? What memo?

I printed the email out and put
a copy on your desk last night.

Could someone tell me
what's going on here?
We received an email yesterday.

Marie! He needs to know! What?

It was a memo
from the Ministry of Justice,

saying that the centre doesn't seem
to be making any discernible impact,
is costing a fortune

and that it could be closed
within weeks.

So someone came in here looking
for something that could be used
against us and found it?!

You have to tell Paul now.

A piece of paper that may
or may not have gone missing?

What's there to tell?
It stays in this room.

Why don't you do something?

This isn't about the law,
it's about the streets!

Do you honestly think you can make
an impact, change things, anything,
from within these four walls?

You need to get out there! Tell me,
what's the point in taking
this job and coming back here

if you're not prepared to go out
there and see how things
have changed?

What are you afraid of?

What time's the journalist coming?

Quarter to.

I'll be here.

It's not the real story
though, is it? Eh?

What it should say is,
"Scumbag Gets 10 Years".

It should say that, "Pimp and drug
pusher gets locked up,
streets safe again!"

What hope is there for a world
that doesn't know its heroes
from its villains, eh?

I'm taking you off Crown Court
for a while, Lou.

I want you to focus on the Dovefield
Public Justice Centre.

I don't do Community Centres.
I'm the Court Correspondent.

It is a court. It's not Crown Court!

We got this. I'm not doing it.
You start by interviewing the judge.

Study it on your way.

When did you get this? Last night.

We have to leave.

Why? They'll come for us.
You've done nothing wrong, Kaz.

They took my picture too.
But I didn't go in though, did I?

Does it matter? Of course
it matters. It's why he got off.

Sharna, no family's ever going
to take us now, either of us.

Well, what's that got to do with it?
What are we waiting for, eh?

Let's leave now, together. Where?
Think we'll ever get a decent
job around here?

Kaz, will you just stop it?

We'll look after each other.

It's me and you, isn't it?
We can't just hide away forever.

I'm not going to.
I'm going out today.

You can't! I'm going to walk around
town with my head held high.

Once they see I'm not scared of him,

of anyone,

it'll be OK.

Hi, I've got a meeting
with Judge Coburn.

I'll get Mr Gateacre for you.

How are you finding things here?
Is it going all right?

Today has been a complete mess.

You all right, lads?
All right, Jake.

Come.

Patrick Coburn.
Wonderful to meet you. Hi. Please.

Thanks.

No, but what...

No, you have to understand...

My job isn't just to apply the law.
That on its own isn't enough.

My job's is to apply the law
imaginatively and compassionately.

Getting into Oxford
with your background at that time

must have made people
in this community very proud.

Did you keep in touch
with your friends,

maybe see how their lives
went in different directions?

Only want to talk about the centre.

OK. I'm just trying to get
a sense of what made the man.

This centre wouldn't exist without
you, you're one and the same.

Not sure that's true.

Tell me about your family.

No.

We should move on.

I could tell you about the work
I've been doing with the
Langfield Estate, if that's...

It's been a rocky month or so
since this place opened, hasn't it?

Last night's break in must
have been terrible for morale.

But that memo must be
the biggest blow of all.

Memo?

That the Ministry of Justice
sent you yesterday.

"No discernible impact"?

"A small fortune"?
"Closed within weeks"?

I don't know where you got that
from, but there was no memo, so...

We're going be running
with it tomorrow.

Would any of you like to comment?

Louise Scanlon.
Wonderful to meet you.

Judge! Not now.

Where are you going? You wanted me
to meet the community?
Let's do it.

I used to kick a ball
round down here.

Well, I wouldn't now.

They call it Smack Highway
these days.

Let's have a look then.

Can't drive down there anymore.

I wouldn't go on foot,

not unless that's a stab vest
underneath them clothes.

I want to show what we've
done around Langfield.

Introduce you to a few people.

What about the wasteland off
Thatchmere where you said the gangs
hang around? We going down there?

No, they've put bollards up to
stop the cars from being dumped.

We could have a walk around,
but I'd have to square it
with the police first.

I could point everything out
to you, though.

From the car? Yeah.

You've got to be kidding. What?

Gone to ground? That's the lads
from the Grosvenor who didn't turn
up for their Community Service!

And those are my robes!

Sorry to bother you, Father. I'm
doing a story on the new Public
Justice Centre

and I'm trying to get a bit of
background on the judge,
Patrick Coburn.

He grew up round here in the '60s,
went to St Josephine's School and...
Louise...

a shepherd can only be expected
to remember this season's flock...

not a lone sheep from
a whole lifetime ago.

I'm really sorry,
but I've got to go to.

You don't turn out for your Community
Service, you're in possession of
stolen goods - my bloody goods!

Do you have any idea of how
much trouble you're in?

Now I don't happen to
like sending people down,
but sometimes I have no choice.

It was Biggie broke in!

It was nothing to do with us!
Biggie?

Is he based round here? The Land.

If you don't mind.

Thank you.

If you want us to forget about this,

we're going need
something else off you.

Here's the Johnston file...
Thank you.

How can this building
have been broken into
without anyone telling me?

Well, is there any signs that anyone
has been in? Is anything gone?

Only in Judge's Chambers.

They take judge's robes and wig.

Paul, I can't say anything.
You'll have to speak to the judge.

We can't just go after people!

We're not the police!

He won't forget. Oh, what?

Shouldn't be walking round town.
Should be leaving it.

I didn't even testify.

Grew up in this street.

That house there. Yeah?

Be thankful you don't
still live there now, eh?

How can this be going on in broad
daylight? Kids walking around?

If youse are Miami Vice,

that Don Johnson's let himself go.

We are looking for Biggie.

Never mind the bollards, eh?

Are you Biggie?

Are you having a laugh?

What you want, eh?
My wig for a start.

Thought you said no one
could fit through that window?

We know you broke in.

Never broke nothin'.

You took a piece of
paper from my desk.

Who did you give it to?

Tell us who you're working
for and you have my word
you won't be in trouble.

Don't know what you talking about.

Never touched no paper.

Ain't working' for no one, just
wanted a look round, that's all.

Only took your things
to prove I'd been in.

You turned the room upside down!

Used the desk to climb back out.
Might have knocked some stuff off.

So you only took the robes
and the wig?

You promise?

Right, his promise counts for
everything, doesn't it?

If you wanted to look around, lad,
you should come through
the door not the window.

You could have come in anytime.
I would have shown you round myself.

I told you, I told you everything,
didn't I? Can't get me in trouble!

This break in isn't about the memo.

The Liverpool Mercury
got it from somewhere.

Yeah, but not from the outside,
from in.

Oh, come on!

No one in the centre would do that!

Why would they? We're all desperate
for this thing to work. Judge!

You're due back in court!

Judge!

Hey, put IOUs in the mousetraps!

Could I have half
a lemonade, please?

I'm wanting to know about Patrick
Coburn and I'll buy a drink for
anyone who can help me.

You've come to the right place, girl.

Me and the Coburns go way back.
Whisky, lad.

Give these a sponge down
for us, will you, Hal?

Yes, OK. Where did you get them from?

Look, I know something's happened.
Talk to the judge.

I didn't tell him.
We found the lad who broke in.

He didn't take the memo.

Well, he must have.
No, Coburn reckons someone

from inside the centre took it and
leaked it to the Liverpool Mercury.

Hiya, Paddy.

Jim! Jim.

I heard about the break in.

That's the level of respect.

Gangs run things round here now
and nobody seems to be able
to do anything about it.

People might think that the
age of the Church is passed,

but I'm telling you,
if ever there was a need for faith

it's now. That's what I'm afraid of.

I look round these streets, Jim,
and I think where do we even begin?

Small steps, Paddy. Small steps.

You know,

for 40 years this place has
existed in my head unchanged.

And now I'm here,

everything's different.

But there's still you.

And there must be others.

I'm sorry I stopped writing.

Was too hard.

You know, I'd wake up in the night,

and it's always that night,

the night I left.

How do I look anyone
around here in the eye, Jim?

Well, perhaps it's time for all of
us to come to terms with what
happened, Paddy.

You know that,
else why did you come back?

Came back for the future,

not the past.

Came back to change things.

Small steps...

doesn't mean anything.

Small steps and that centre
won't even exist in a few weeks.

If you really want to make
a difference you should
do something about him.

When you were a lad
God ran this town,

now it's people like that.

Of course, what can YOU do?

The Crown Court
can't even do anything.

Put it out that the new
judge is coming for him.

Let him know.

Let everyone know!

Thanks for this morning, girl.

You made the right decision.

I want you to stick around,
you know? I can help you, Sharna.

You don't scare me.
Didn't seem that way this morning.

I wasn't scared for me.
Who were you scared for then?

Your friend?

In case she got mixed up in things?

With me?

It's too late for that.

Ooh! Damn.

Kaz?

Kaz? Kaz?

Have Jake's men been here?

Are you OK?

No. You were right,
we're leaving, now.

I'm better than OK, I'm buzzing!

We don't need to go anywhere. What?

He's really sorry about
the court case and everything.

They came to offer me a job, Sharn.
Well, they can get me one at
Julian's. He came to help.

He wants to. Julian's, where
all the footie players go!

Can you believe it?
You can't work for him.

I won't be. You can't ever owe him
anything. I won't!

You're not doing it.
I'm going there later.

This is just how it starts.

How what starts?

I'm leaving.

No, you'll come with me. You'll look
after me. I won't. You will!

Me and you, innit?

Well, it's what,

'61 or '62?

There's myself,

Paddy Coburn,

John Lennon

and Jimmy Tarbuck

in the pub.

The Royal Oak.

And Paddy's philosophising,
as he does.

"Imagine there's no Heaven.

"It's easy if you try."

And I see a light go
on in Lennon's eyes, I do.

But Patrick Coburn
would've been about 11 or 12 then.

It was a family pub!

Just the one and I'll help.
It's OK, thanks.

"Local Boy Makes Good", is that the
story, is it? The best of us, eh?

Then why did he leave in the middle
of the night? Tell me that.

Why did he have to run?

Why did it take him
over 40 years to come back?

Don't tell me he's a hero.

Patrick Coburn's a villain
and always will be.

Judge, you need to talk to me
about the break in.

That shouldn't take long -
there wasn't one.

I know that somebody
took your robes and your wig.

Aren't they here? Well, yeah, but...

Any sign of forced entry?

Well, no, but...
So where does this come from?

I got an email.
Emails? There'll always be rumours
flying around, Paul, you know that.

But do you really think someone could
have broken into this building
without you knowing about it?

You're not an idiot, lad.

Five people waiting
to be sentenced out there.

Yeah, still working on that one.

Have you had a drink?
With an old friend.

You accuse us of being against you?

Do you realise the damage
you're doing? You do deals with
kids, you steal their bikes.

We didn't steal them,
we borrowed them. Must arrange
to give them back, actually.

Because of you, we were almost
the first people in history to be
accused of kerb crawling on BMXs!

This isn't how it was meant to be.

I don't think I can do this any
more. Really? I wonder why that is?

And what's that supposed to mean?
"What memo?", you said.

How do I know you didn't see it
there on the desk last night?

You could've wandered in,
nobody would have batted
an eyelid, would they?

How do I know YOU didn't take it?

Come on.

Marie!

Mr Miller, could you stand, please?

Ah, we have a special guest.

Mr Biggie...

so glad you could join us.

After a period of consideration
and consultation, I've decided
that the best course of action

is to ban you from driving
for a considerable length of time.

And I intend to deal with all those
who are found guilty of soliciting

from a motor vehicles
in exactly the same way.

With respect, judge, does this
punishment really fit the crime?

Hey, ever heard
of a kerb crawler on a BMX?

Sorry, I thought you were...
Never mind.

"Behold, the Judge
standeth before the door..."

The lady sitting here
is my legal advisor.

The person there is the Clerk of
the Court. Two very important...

Judge, I need to speak to you.
People.

Well, whatever you've got to say,
you can say in front of him.

He's a trustworthy lad. OK.

I know how you left. I know what
happened. So, you either tell me
about it or I'll keep digging.

You mention the break-in
tomorrow and we'll sue.

No-one's been in here
who wasn't welcome.

You think your problems
have gone away. You're wrong.

How did you get the memo?

I don't know who it was
any more than you.

Anonymous email address.

Give us a hand here, Biggie, lad? Eh?

Back's totally gone. Can't move.

Just hold it there.

That's my boy.

Right.

Asprins.

Halina?

Yes?
How well do you know Louise Scanlon?

Louise...? The reporter
from the Liverpool Mercury.

I think you've helped her.

You have, haven't you?

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

It's been five weeks
since my last confession.

What've you done now, Harry?

Told a girl about Coburn.

About how he left.

Did you tell her why?

Not enough liquor
in this establishment.

For this place to work,
it needs belief.

It needs trust.

But as long as there's
someone within... It was Halina.
She told me. Told you what?

That she helped Louise Scanlon
and she told Paul.

Bring her in.

Hal.

Hal, what exactly did you do?

I not know reporter is reporter.

She just ask, "How's things?",
so I tell her.

And Marie say to Paul
she didn't know what happen so I...

I think Paul should be in here.
No. I don't know secret, I...

You didn't know not to take the memo
from the judge's desk either?

You didn't know not to leak it
to the Liverpool Mercury? Memo?

Hal, Hal, I want you
to do something for me.

You want me leave?

No, no, no, no. You're staying.
But Marie there is going to be

clearing her desk in a moment, so if
you could give it the once over after
she's gone, that would be great.

Don't want a trace of her left. What?

OK?

You arranged the interview
with the Liverpool Mercury.
Wasn't your idea though, was it?

You set me up.

We've all been trying to work out
who took a piece of paper
that never even existed.

There was no memo on my desk.
You never printed it out.

You just emailed it straight to the
newspaper, as you emailed it to Paul.

Then when you saw
there'd been a break-in,
you could hardly believe your luck,

thought you would tag it on to that,

until you realised an innocent man
looked guilty, someone you cared for,

then you knew you had
to find someone else to blame.

An innocent woman.

Someone you didn't care for. We don't
have to listen to this, Marie.

It's my job to liaise
with this community,

and I have done.

They don't want you here.

You're holding a magnifying glass
up to every single one
of their problems.

You're humiliating them and spending
an absolute fortune doing it.

And for what? Hey?

Nothing!

And when you go,
when you ride off into the sunset,

it's the rest of us that
will be left to pick up the pieces.

The Ministry were right.

Don't expect me to apologise
for passing on the truth!

If we succeed, this will be
the best money anyone's ever spent.

This is about people's lives!

This is about community!

Don't you realise that?
Better than you ever will.

Come on, Joe,
let's get out of here whilst
our reputations are still intact.

Joe, let's go.

This place is a sinking ship.

Yeah?

Well, I'm going down with it.

What a chump.

And I need a new second-in-command.

How are you fixed?

Least you'll stab me in the front.

First job,
Get the TENS machine, second drawer.

Bloody agony here.

Always.

That is a story.

There's so much more.

Don't know exactly what yet,
but I will.

Can you imagine leaving town as a
criminal and coming back as a judge?

Tomorrow's just the beginning.
That's my girl.

Hal, is that you?

Close the door.

Pass me my lighter.

To hell with the ban.

Breaking the law, eh, judge?

I'm... I know who you are.

I run a boxing club.

See, I do a lot of work

for the kids, you know,
the community?

I think there might have been
a misunderstanding.

See, I know the centre's
been getting a bit of stick,

but I want you to know
you've got my support.

Leave me and my people alone

and I'll make sure
everyone gets behind this place.

See, with me on side,
it'll have a chance.

You might scare off little girls,

but you don't scare me.

Carry on.

Be something to prosecute for.

Mr Little?

See you in court.

This town is a lonely town.

Mrs Roden.

What's the penance
for lying these days?

You told me you couldn't
remember Paddy Coburn,

then I discovered
he used to live with you.

Can't you see what he's doing?
He's giving me a chance!

That's more than anyone else
has ever done for me.

Stuff the press! Do you think
I give a monkey's about them?

I know I've done the right thing!

Got you!
I haven't been straight with you.

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