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- I have a grandchild, and you didn't think to tell me?

- Judge's daughter left to die in life of drugs

and prostitution, you can handle that?

- Jake's right. - Right about what?

- You're a jealous little skank, just like your mom.

- Open the door or I'll scream.

- I talk, you listen!

- Angie, come here, girl.

I'm not gonna hurt ya.

- Come on! - I will make things right,

even if I have to bend the rules now and then.

Here you go, Judge Coburn's secret granddaughter.

- Well, I suppose it beats Maz Loves Beaky, sir.

- Obviously civic-minded, any suspects apart from Banksy?

- Well, Paul's checking the CCTV footage as we speak.

Sir, can you smell cleaner fluid?

- It's like a mixture of ammonia and tear gas.

- All right, enough.

Lemon deodorant for men, it's a male malady.

You try riding a bike without sweating.

When did you come across tear gas?

- Northern Ireland.

- Swaddy? - Paras.

All sorts of parts to addiction.

You got Ellis Childs up before you this morning.

- Ellis Childs, Jake Little's debt collector.

A&E Ellis.

After he visits, that's where most of my clients end up.

And they all lose the ability to testify.

- Right, to work, gentlemen.

- Don't make me have to tell you this stuff, Louise.

You're not a rookie.

- It says alleged paternity.

I'm quoting, not claiming.

Run this and Coburn will have to react.

- Since when has Jake Little been a reliable source?

Grandkid in care home, why are you so convinced that's true?

- Who told me never to ignore a gut reaction?

- Yeah, but a gut reaction on its own is not enough.

This is a judge you're gunning for,

Louise, not some little lollipop lady.

We are not gonna run a potentially libellous paternity story

without checking everything, front, backwards, sideways.

Now start by talking to Coburn.

And, Louise, this isn't the Daily Mail.

Don't flounce.

- Good morning, Mr. Childs.

You understand that you're up before us today

primarily on a charge of actual bodily harm,

but also on a further count of failing to attend court.

- My client is willing to plead guilty on both counts.

However, we would ask for a degree of leniency.

Mr. Childs' mother is not a well lady.

Mr. Childs is her main carer.

Also, there are no witnesses on the ABH charge.

Despite appeals, the alleged victim hasn't come forward.

- We have CCTV footage of Mr. - Childs

repeatedly kicking a man.

- Yes, but without a victim, it's difficult to ascertain

the extent of the injuries or if indeed there were any.

In light of this and his mother's incapacity,

it seems fitting to give Mr. Childs

a suspended sentence and community service.

- I'll decide what's fitting.

Now I'd like to adjourn for an hour,

and when we reconvene, I'll give Mr. Childs a verdict.

All rise.

Put your hands down, Leonard.

It's not CSI, and no one's gonna shoot you.

- Ah, leave him alone, you stoogie man.

- Leave him be, only doing his job.

How's your grandad?

- He's not too good since my Nan died,

but I'll let him know you're asking after him.

Leonard, if you're gonna keep throwing bricks at windows,

will you do it at a place that I don't work?

Sir.

- Leonard Hancock?

Please stand, Mr. Childs.

Having weighed up all the factors,

including Mr. Childs' non-attendance on his last court date,

I've decided to impose a custodial sentence.

- With all due respect, sir,

considering Mrs. Childs' reliance on her son

and the lack of witnesses...

- The CCTV footage bears witness,

and Mr. Childs' mother and Jake Little

can find someone else to run errands.

The sentence is 12 months, of which

not less than nine are to be served.

Flagrant disregard for the law

will not be tolerated on my watch.

Thank you.

- Hey, you're gonna have to take up the slack

while Ellis is away, you know.

This is war, this.

Coburn sent Ellis down to wind me up.

The thing is, he's gonna regret it 'cause it's working.

Pick them up.

No, not you, Daz.

If you were as big as you think you are,

you wouldn't have to show off.

Now pick them up, soft lad.

Go on.

You're with us again tomorrow,

anyway, for defacing a police car.

- Lots of people write, "Clean me."

- Not in spray paint.

We've got you on CCTV camera on that one, too.

Why are you so determined to make a nuisance of yourself?

If you would leave us for a moment, Paul?

I remember when you were in the paper

for more than petty crime.

Saw you fight for the middleweight title in '67.

You were magnificent.

Probably the best boxer this town has ever produced.

Kids looked up to you.

You were a hero.

- Fancy name for somebody who just beats people up.

- And apart from your one major conviction...

- I know what I did, don't need a reminder.

- None of your other offences involve violence,

but they add up.

You could be looking at another six months inside.

And what have you got against the Justice Centre?

- Nothing, sir.

I want to speak to his social worker.

- Okay.

Calling Leonard Hancock's social worker.

- Sorry, sir.

I've had next to no dealings with Mr. Hancock.

Refused to let me in when I visited.

- Well, try again.

Have a coffee with him, find out

if he's getting all the support he needs.

- I don't drink caffeine, and I can't see

another meeting doing much good.

I'll schedule 15 minutes with him, sir.

- A whole 15 minutes, don't go spoiling the man now.

- Would you tell your troubles to a 12-year-old?

The worst thing that's ever happened to her

is her rabbit dying.

- Why don't you put the dartboard on the other wall?

- And risk wounding Ena?

- You ever see Leonard Hancock fight?

- No, I'm a bit too young for that, sir.

Now listen, I've been in touch with this insurance company

about the windows, and our premium's

gonna go through the roof because...

- My dad says Leonard was fearless.

- Maybe he's a bit punch-drunk.

- No, he's as sharp as you or me,

just desperate to be locked up.

I mean, why?

Love my job, every day's a new puzzle.

- Louise Scanlon's waiting outside, sir.

- Oh, she can wait.

I've got Darren Green's review.

- He's a no-show.

It's a shame, really.

I had him down as a good kid.

- Haley says he spends most of his time

in Jake Little's gym now.

- Another one over to the dark side.

- We'll see about that.

- So shall I show Louise in then, sir?

- Well, I'd love to talk to her,

but I've got my duties to attend to.

- I don't think it's a good idea if you fob her off.

I'd also like to be there when you do speak to her.

- I'm a big lad, Joe.

- If she had anything else on ya,

you'd let me know, wouldn't you?

Betcha.

We've been informed that.

Ooh, I'm sorry.

- Oh, brilliant.

- Have you not got another pair?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, 'cause that's what women

carry around in their handbags: pens, pads, phones, tights.

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

- You think I'm so unchivalrous?

- Unchivalrous, I'd say that was a pretty apt description

of a man who ran away to Oxford

and left his pregnant girlfriend to fend for herself.

So you're not denying it?

Should be a cowboy hat.

That's what cowboys do, isn't it?

Leave girls in the lurch?

People used to be proud to live around here.

Now they're just trapped.

You're not tough enough to solve these problems.

You ran away once, and you'll do it again.

- I made a promise to this town, and I'm gonna deliver.

- Your own daughter couldn't be steered away from drugs.

How are you gonna convince anyone else?

The next time you spout family values from the bench,

don't be surprised if everyone laughs.

- Well, you know what they say, first they ignore you,

then they laugh at you, and then you win.

- Are you always this cocksure?

- Never said I was infallible.

- So you're not denying paternity?

- Come on, jab, jab!

Careful, lad.

Come on, I've been kissed harder.

And you, careful, lad.

Block, defence, keep your mitts up.

- Wanna go? - Not at all, I'm rubbish.

- Come on, you learn by doing.

Back in the ring, mate, Daz is gonna have a go.

Come on, lad.

- You had a child you never saw,

a grandchild you didn't even know existed,

and yet you sit there judging other people.

- I'm ashamed of what I've done, but it doesn't change it.

- I have to print it.

- You do your job and I'll do mine.

Wait.

Do you know who your granddaughter is?

- No.

- Sharna Mulhearne,

the no-show witness in the Jake Little case.

Here, may I never regret this.

That's her address.

- Are you gonna pick that up?

- What time is it?

I know, great, innit?

- Whoa, whoa, calm down, Darren.

It's like being with a woman for the first time.

Take it slow.

Oh ho ho!

- Hey, hey, hey, enough's enough, enough's enough.

Come on, let's get you out here, tiger.

Bang out of order.

Let's have a look at you.

What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do?

He's your grandad.

- Shut up, don't call him that.

- Bet he's loaded.

- Go and get rid of him, please.

Me and you, innit?

Always.

- No way, I'm not talking to no judge.

Sharna?

- Who's asking?

- Patrick Coburn.

- She's not in.

You're that judge.

Her grandad, innit?

I think you'd know where she was better than me.

- Do you know when she will be back?

- No.

- I'd be very grateful if you could give...

Hello, Darren.

Ouch.

- Been sparring.

- Looks like someone else got all the punches in.

What are you, two stone heavier than him?

- Judge Coburn.

Come to observe the good work we do for the community, huh?

- Training lads to be thugs?

- I like to think we give them the same training

as the army, only they don't get blown up at the end of it.

- I saw one of your foot soldiers today, Ellis Childs.

He's gonna be out of action for a while.

Hope that won't inconvenience you.

- No, not at all, look at Nelson Mandela.

If you'd sent Ellis down for a bit longer,

he might have ended up Prime Minister.

- So why did you miss your review?

- I'm a bad boss.

I wouldn't give him the time off work.

- My office, tomorrow morning, 9:15 on the dot.

If you're even 30 seconds late, I'll revoke your probation.

Despite what Mr. Little says, a spell inside

won't get you a place in the Cabinet.

- Tough love.

Is that what you're planning for your granddaughter?

Have you seen her?

Tasty-looking girl.

- Yes?

- How did the interview with Scanlon go?

- Did you follow my instructions?

- Yep, Leonard got bail.

He wasn't too happy about it, sir.

- Give me his address.

- Yeah, it's um.

- Just text it to me.

- Hello?

- Can I come in?

- Not convenient right now.

- My back's ruddy killing me.

I mean, if you don't let me in,

I'm gonna have to lay down here.

Thanks.

My mam always had a few plants 'round the door, too.

She put a paving slab up

out in the backyard once and planted bulbs.

Said it was the nearest thing she'd ever get to a garden.

- Not that bothered about growing flowers.

- What's wrong with flowers?

- Nothing's wrong with them.

Worked in the prison garden,

grew herbs and stuff you could eat.

For anything to deserve its place

in this world, has to be useful.

Can't understand people growing things

that would just come up on their own,

no satisfaction in that.

- What happened to all the trophies from the glory days?

- Can't hold onto anything when you're doing a long stretch.

- My dad reckoned you had it all:

speed, power, heart.

- Chucked it all away.

Used to hurt people out of the ring, too.

I was an enforcer.

- Doesn't compute, Leonard.

Had a word with the neighbours.

Local kids torment you and you don't fight back.

- Best to ignore 'em.

- All the minor convictions since release

are for anti-social behaviour, yet I hear

you do the shopping for all the old dears on the block.

- Finished your tea?

- Why do you want to be locked up, Leonard, huh?

You've spent most of the last 30 years inside.

Do you want to go into town

and sneak in the pictures?

- That'd be boss.

Another time, yeah?

I've got things on today.

- Seeing Jake, aren't ya?

Kaz, you know what's he's like.

- Nobody's perfect.

He looks after me.

- Including supplying you with gear?

- Couple of cheeky lines, that's all.

Lighten up.

- Kaz, he's using ya.

- You can't bear it when something good

happens to me, can ya?

Jake's told me why you're such a bitter cow.

- What?

- Says you're damaged goods.

Your mum used to leave you on your own

while she scored, and she'd bring blokes back,

punters, while you were still just a...

- Shut up.

Do you hear me?

Shut it.

Jake was the reason she started on the gear.

He used to give it to her for nothing.

Ring any bells?

She was a good mum, a good mum.

She didn't have a chance when she met Jake.

He put her on the game.

- Come here.

- Why are you so nice to me?

- 'Cause I'm a nice man.

Listen, you're staying at mine tonight, girl, all right?

But if you chuck up on the carpet, I will kill you.

It's alpaca.

- You all right, kid?

- I'll take Kaz home for you if you like.

- No, no, she's all right.

You like this car, don't you?

- Like it?

It's a Beamer, I love it.

- Nah, it's old.

A mate of mine gave it to me to settle a debt.

- It's class.

It's yours.

- What?

To keep?

- Yeah. - Forever?

- You'll be lucky if it lasts that long, kid.

- Thanks, Jake.

- You're crew now.

- Yeah?

- Have you seen the papers?

- What?

Look, I'll...

Hello?

- Can I phone you back?

There's someone at the door.

- Seen this?

- Way! - Way on the tower!

- Probably best you don't reply to anything about the story.

Morning, Judge.

Morning, Haley.

- Oh, bless you, sir.

Look we all know it's rubbish, sir.

It's just ridiculous.

- Life is ridiculous sometimes, Haley.

I won't add insult to injury with denials.

I had a daughter and this is her child.

- Sorry, sir.

It's just that we need to agree

on what you're saying before you speak to anyone.

- I'm gonna tell the truth, Joe.

That doesn't have a version, it just is.

- We don't even know if she is your granddaughter.

- I ran away and let her mother and her grandmother down.

Are you suggesting I keep running?

- Just don't issue any statements

before you know the full story.

It's your name on the masthead, sir.

We succeed or fail on you, so I'm not suggestin'.

I'm insistin' we try and limit the damage.

- Bit late for that, Joe.

- Don't go and see her.

I know you feel guilty, but just maybe

you're taking responsibility for someone else's crime.

- And maybe you're out of line.

- Sir.

Oh, we upgraded the smoke alarms.

If you smoke in here, you'll set the whole system off.

- Sir, someone's been tampering with

the smoke alarms.

- Judge.

- Missing reviews is a very serious business.

It could revoke your probation.

You'd be sent to a young offenders' place.

Prison, basically.

Young prisoners are the worst.

They've all got something to prove.

Please.

What do you think three months inside

would do to a boy like you?

- Be protected.

- Oh, yes, I forgot.

You're part of Jake Little's barmy army now, aren't you?

Well, I've got news for you.

Jake Little doesn't give a rat's tail about you.

- No, he does.

- If you look at Darren's file, you can see

there's been a lot of problems with bullying.

- Oh, and Jake stops the other lads from beating you up, eh?

I'm gonna have to think about what to do with you, Darren.

Back here at 1:00 p.m., please.

- Come on.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Hancock.

Going on holiday?

Please, sit down.

- Sir, I'm here as Mr. - Hancock's probation officer.

He's dismissed his counsel,

and there are numerous charges against him.

Eight charges of defacement of public property,

five cases of criminal damage, and damage to a police car.

- Ah, yes, the clean-me incident.

- Mr. Hancock wants to plead guilty on all counts.

- Stand up, Mr. Hancock, please.

Is there any mitigating circumstances?

- No, sir, none.

- You know your activities have cost the local authority

a great deal of money, so I'm gonna have to attach damages,

which will be deducted from your benefits weekly,

along with a suspended sentence and community service.

- A suspended sentence?

- Oh, there's gonna be some special provisos.

- I want to go back to prison.

- My job isn't to give you what you want.

It's to act in the best interests of the community.

Now, I could send you down, but I'd bet my pork-pie hat

that you'd be up before me again as soon as you got out.

- So don't release me.

- Look, I understand that it's difficult

adjusting after years of incarceration.

- Adjustin'?

Is that what it's called?

When I was locked up, I used to dream about walking,

nowhere in particular, just seeing where I ended up.

I've tramped every inch of this town,

and I don't recognise any of it, and I hate going home.

You could drop dead in that flat, and no one'd even notice,

could be lying there for months.

They'd only know I was dead 'cause of the smell.

If that's freedom, you can stick it.

- Whereas in prison, you felt secure.

You were fed and clothed.

- I had a job in there and company.

What have I got out here?

- Well, a chance to contribute to society.

- Society?

No offence, but we don't all live on your side of the river.

When was the last time kids shoved crap through your door?

- Your community service will be

to train a young man to box.

- What?

Who?

I don't box anymore.

It was playing the hard man that robbed me of my life.

- That's one of the valuable lessons

I expect you to pass on.

- Judge.

- Please.

I've applied for an exclusion order.

You won't be allowed to enter any of Jake Little's premises

or fraternise with him or any of his cronies.

It'll be in place later this week.

- You can't stop me seeing Jake.

- Oh, I think you'll find I can.

I've changed your community service, too.

Mr. Hancock?

Darren, let me introduce you to Leonard Hancock,

former welterweight champion

and the man who's gonna teach you to box.

You're each other's community service.

- Gonna sweat runnin' in that.

- What?

- Well, there'll be sparks.

That's a fire hazard.

- I'm not doin' it.

- Suits me fine.

- I'm not having some old dosser ordering me about.

I mean, what are you, 90?

What?

What you gonna do, stare me to death?

- I know you don't like it.

- Wouldn't matter what I like, sir.

- Come on, I value your judgement .

- Oh, is that why you never take it?

You know what the headlines are gonna say, don't ya?

Judge Coburn delivers fatal blow

to justice system, KO for common sense.

- Look, if Alexander Fleming came up with penicillin today,

the press would report it as, mad professor champions mould.

It's better to be effective than popular.

Look, Leonard's got no links here.

The lad's being bullied and on his way to becoming

one of Jake Little's foot soldiers.

Put the two together...

- Start of a social club for criminals,

that's the way they're gonna see it, sir.

And anyway, Haley said the lad

walked away refusing to do it.

It's pointless me even being here.

You never listen to a word I say.

- What is it you're after?

- Just promise me that when the press come asking you

about your family, and they will, you'll keep to no comment.

And keep away from your...

Sharna Mulhearne.

- Nice one, kid.

- Had your hair done?

Jake gave me the motor, the BMW.

- Yeah, amazing, innit?

- Yeah, you can have a ride in it if you want.

- A what?

- A ride, a spin.

- Hey.

Tell Kaz what the judge said.

You'll like this.

- Oh yeah, he said that this old fella,

Loony Lenny, had to train me to box.

- Loony Lenny used to be one of the hardest men around here.

He was an enforcer for the Bray brothers.

- Used to be.

- He killed a kid for just looking at him sideways in a pub.

Then when he got sent down,

he just hammered anyone who went near him.

That's why he didn't get parole for years.

And then he went soft.

You two are a bit friendly.

- He said he loves the car.

- Yeah, you stick with me, kid,

we'll get you a decent reg next time, eh?

Put on one of them tops I bought you.

I want you to look nice.

- Where we going?

- Visiting a mate of mine.

- What for?

- I just want you to be nice to him.

Hey, sweetheart, what's that face for?

Where have you gone?

Where's my special little girl, eh?

Where is she?

- I'm here.

- Good girl, I'm not asking much.

All you have to do is keep my mate company.

- She doesn't have to if she doesn't want to.

- Button it and pick up a brush!

This is business.

- Kaz isn't business.

- Yeah, you're right, yeah.

She's not your business!

And you clean yourself up.

Well, this boy Leonard Hancock looks to have

all the credentials to go to the very top.

He's got quick hands, good feet, he can bob and weave,

and he's got another great thing, ringcraft.

He can get on his bike and his defence is brilliant.

And most important of all, he's got a punch.

It's a knockout package.

He's a contender for the title, all right.

He's on his way, he's one to watch.

Just remember his name, it's Leonard Hancock.

- I want to kill again, Father.

- Who do you want to kill, Leonard?

- Myself, I want to kill myself, Father.

No use anymore, can't even get arrested.

- Well, you know, things change.

- Yeah, things change.

They get worse.

- Suicide's a mortal sin, you know,

and it hurts everybody who's left behind.

I could get you help.

- No, Father, don't want help.

Just want you to make sure that my body's

not left in that flat too long,

and my ex-wife and son aren't contacted after I'm gone.

Caused them enough pain,

can spare them this last embarrassment.

- Hello?

You've reached the Mental Health Crisis Unit.

I'm afraid there's no one available

to take your call right now.

Please leave a message after the tone.

- Here's a message for you, get more staff.

Not as if you were always patient.

- Sharna, I know you're there.

I'm not going away.

- I've got news for you, girl.

There isn't many vacancies for TV presenters or WAGs.

Fit girl like you, no qualifications, what type of job

did you think you were gonna end up with then?

You want a decent motor, a nice house,

you're gonna have to earn it.

Or did you think you were just gonna meet

some sucker and live happily ever after, eh?

Like feminism never happened 'round here.

Stop whinging, will ya?

Didn't I say I was gonna look after ya?

Nothing bad is gonna happen.

- Sharna, please, you've gotta help me.

- Hang on, Sharna, please.

Give me a few minutes.

- Didn't give my mum and gran a minute, did ya?

- I'm trying to make amends.

- You're dead to me.

- Father Jim.

- Where are you?

- Lost.

- Get yourself unlost

and get 'round to Leonard Hancock's now.

- Why?

- For the love of God, will you stop

asking questions and just do it, will you?

Now!

- Mr. H?

Leonard?

You know you could go get a grant for furniture and that?

- What do you want?

- Train me, train me to box.

- So you can play the hard man?

- No, there's this girl.

- And you want to impress her by throwing a few punches?

- No, I want to stop her getting hurt.

- I thought your friend Jake Little

was the man in charge of protection 'round here.

- He's the one that's hurting her.

- What do you want to do about it?

- Dunno.

I just want to do the right thing.

- Judge. - Darren.

- Useless, you know he's utterly useless?

- So training won't do him any good then?

- That lad's got heart.

Give me that over skill any day.

- It's from Daz, "U Ok?"

- Ooh!

Daz and Kaz?

- What was the reasoning

for the bizarre sentence you gave out earlier?

- Oh, give it a rest, will ya?

He's doing a good job.

He treats people like human beings,

which is not something you lot

seem to know an awful lot about.

- Come on, what next?

Swimming lessons for shoplifters?

A day at the climbing wall for aggravated burglary?

Your unorthodox approach and your history

have lost you support.

Does this mean that you'll be leaving us soon?

- No comment at this moment in time.

- I'm staying to do my job.

- Without backing from the community, the media,

or the judiciary, I don't fancy your chances much.

- No comment.

- My father used to say, if you're gonna place a bet,

go for the long odds.

The prize is always so much greater.

I've promised this community that I'll make

a difference, and by God, I will.

Anybody wants me out, let them come and get me,

but I'm not leaving without a fight.

I'm here to stay.

Thank you.

- Where the hell have you been?

The phone's been ringing off the hook all day long.

- To see Sharna.

Call them all back and tell them I'm staying put.

- Tell them yourself.

I'm off.

- Come on, we've got work to do.

- Nah, my resignation will be on your desk

first thing in the morning.

- Joe?

Come on, we've got a fight on our hands.

- You're on your own.

- Joe!

Look, I want Little sent away, you know I do.

There's no one 'round here who'll stand up

against him in court.

- Oh, there is, sir.

- I warn you that in the event of any threats,

the consequences will be severe.

- And Jake Little remains in charge.

- Darren can't help ya.

I won't let him.

- Or I could do anything to you right now,

and none of these people would see.