All language subtitles for white.heat.s01e05.1080p.web.h264-cbfm_track3_[eng]

- [soft acoustic guitar
theme music]

[pensive orchestral music]

- [Radio Announcer] The
Prime Minister's son

is reported missing in
the Sahara desert,

while taking part in an
international motor race.

It's yet another blow for the
beleaguered Prime Minister,

who only recently
was voted one of

the most unpopular Prime
Ministers in history.

[doorbell buzzing]

- Thank for doing this.

- Yeah, well I'm doing
this for you, not him.

- You came, thank god.

- After the drugs charge,
he lost his candidacy,

never picked himself
up after it.

Just wasn't the same Jack.

Before it was cocaine, and now

he's started mixing
it with heroin.

- What?

- Why the hell didn't
you tell us before?

- We didn't put it
together at first.

And then we didn't realize how

bad it was till it was too late.

I came home from work last week,

and he was rolling 'round
on the floor,

shouting about headaches
and cramp,

so I gave him some aspirin
and put him to bed.

When I went to check on
him, I couldn't wake him.

- He got blood poisoning
from a dirty needle

or whatever crap his dealer
uses to cut the heroin.

We took him to the hospital,

they pumped him full of
antibiotics and methadone,

and then just turfed him out.

- He was back on heroin
the next day.

- So, um, what is it you
want us to do exactly?

- [Saaghoor] Help us detox him.

- Isn't a rehab unit
the best place for that?

- He refuses point
blank to go there,

says their petty rules remind
him of boarding school.

- Very Jack.

- [Orla] This is what he wants,

he really wants to get off it.

- We need to keep
him re-hydrated

and moving, but not leave
the flat for any excuse.

- There'll be plenty of those.

- One foot outside
this flat, he'll go

straight back to his
dealer and score.

- What's the street price
of heroin these days?

Ow, what? Well it's got
to set him back a bit.

- [Saaghoor] Valium for the
panic attacks, anti-nausea.

- [Charlie] How long
will it take?

- [Saaghoor] A few weeks,
give or take.

- [Orla] Those who can
should take time off work.

- It's best to have two of us
here, if things get volatile.

We might need to contain him.

- What, lock him up?

- Whatever it takes.

- [Orla] If you're not
up for it, just say.

- No one's saying that, Orla.

- [Lilly] Of course not.

- It's a big ask, that's all.

- Shouldn't his family pitch in?

- His father cut off all ties

after the drugs bust,
there's no one.

- Don't we owe him
this, all of us?

Dear god, without him, you
wouldn't even have met.

Are we just forgetting that?

- Jack?

[tense music]

- We said we'd start
on a Monday.

- We start today,
Jack, as agreed.

- But Monday is the first
day of a working week.

It makes no sense to
start on a Sunday.

I need to score one more hit,
and then we'll get down to it.

First thing tomorrow
morning, I'll get down.

Charlie, Charlie, you're
with me on this, right?

Charlie?

- Okay, I can do Tuesday
afternoon,

so just need cover
up until then.

I've got something on
tomorrow, but you can take it.

- Aye, put us down for
the first shift.

- Me too.

- I might be okay for
later in the week,

Wednesday or Thursday.

- Stay the night, Orla
has made up a bed for us.

Right, well let me come
with you tomorrow.

Saaghoor can cover here
for a few hours.

- I prefer going on my
own anyway, you know that.

- Come here.

One day we'll see this for
what it is, a bad patch.

We'll beat this yet, you'll see.

[water sloshing]

- Okay Jack, come here.

[breathing heavily]

- You said my head had
to be, my head had to be

in the right place.
One more hit.

I'll start with one more hit.

- Shhh, hold still now.

[somber music]

- How the wives and
mothers feel seeing

their men going off
to the Falklands,

is it a just force,
defending British citizens,

or the last gasp of
a dying Empire?

And I want a profile
piece on Shirley Williams

for the second segment,
a year after quitting

Labor for the STP, regrets,
highs, lows.

[Lilly sobbing]

- You're scaring me, Lilly.

What's happened?

Tell me.

- All those years,
all that aggro

we worked through trying
to get the pill.

It never crossed my mind I
wouldn't be able to get
pregnant,

now we're ready, I just assumed.

That was the only
pregnancy I'll ever have.

- A doctor told you that?

So see another one, get
a second opinion.

- That was the second opinion.

Or the fourth, I've lost count.

It's called Asherman's
Syndrome, it's when

an abortion damages the womb.

- Isn't there something
they can do? Operate?

- It's too risky, the
scarring's too bad.

I was prepared to take
the risk, but.

- Alan still doesn't know?

- Only that I have a
problem conceiving, not why.

This was like a point on
the horizon to fix on,

something I could aim for.

It's like a light's
gone out, Charlie.

- Do you hate him for it?

Jack?

- Tend to do.

- Stay, don't go like this.

- No, I'm fine, I'll call.

- Wait, I'll come with you!

Lilly!

[somber music]

[music playing softly
in background]

- [Alan] There's other places
we can go to, you know?

What's his name, the
one in Manchester?

They've only did
the testing bit.

- It's over.

- Well, we'll try other
alternatives, there's adoption.

- You always said
that you couldn't

love a child that wasn't yours.

- Well, I want what you
want, Lilly, if it's a baby

- What about when it's
not a baby anymore?

When it's a stroppy teenager
with a mind of its own?

- Well, I hope I've
learned to love it by then.

- Love like that's not
something you learn,

it's something you give
unconditionally.

- Hey hey hey.

[sobbing]

Shhhhh.

[sighing heavily]

We're gonna still have
a good life, me and you.

We can do things that couples
with kids can't do, you know?

Travel, and

we'll be free.

- Houston, we have a problem.

- Ah, there's my precious girl.

- I came home from
work, and she'd

camped out on the
doorstep waiting.

- I need to be near a
television set at all times,

things are moving so fast.

Oh, I need a radio for
the world service,

a short wave one, and some pens.

- Mum, where are your pills?

Your pills, where are they?

- Oh, I'm taking a break
from them, dear.

Someone has to keep a look on
the Argentinean casualties,

you can't trust them to tell us.

368 died on the Belgrano,
and all we hear about

are the 20 who died
on the Sheffield.

They talk about a proportionate
response,

how is that a proportionate
response?

Either every human life
is of value, or it isn't.

- This brings back memories,

of days of yore when
we were students.

- Where did you and I
ever do this as students?

- In here we did, much more.

[laughing]

- God only knows what
she's doing down there.

- Well, what's one more
cuckoo in the nest?

How about I do your
shift here tomorrow?

You can sort out your mum.

- What about work?

- I'm not in court
until the day after, so.

This thing with Lilly, you think

it's the biological
clock they're on about?

That she left it too late?

Maybe it's time we got our show

on the road in that department.

- What if it's a trade-off?

A woman becomes a mother,
she puts her child's needs

before her own, that's
what we're

programmed to do,
that's the deal.

What if it means everything
I considered you gets lost?

I get lost?

Like that poem, not
waving but drowning.

- Well, you won't
be in it alone,

because I'll be right
there with you.

I'd be your life raft.

- [TV Announcer] Further
air operations were

also conducted over the
Falkland Islands today.

The attack on Port
Stanley Air Field

this morning was successful.

The only aircraft
involved returned safely.

In the case of sea
harrier attacks,

one of our aircraft
was shot down.

The pilot has been killed.

His name will be announced
after confirmation

has been received that his
next of kin have been informed.

All the other sea
harriers returned safely.

[eerie music]

[breathing shakily]

- I just need to get there.

Okay, when tomorrow?

I'll contact you.

Guilty.

[birds chirping]

[car engine starting]

[pensive music]

- [Charlie] The manic
phase is hard enough,

when she crashes into
the depression,

and now she has this
thing about The Falklands.

- [Doctor] Obsessions
are a common symptom

of manic depression, a chemical
imbalance in their brain can

- I know what it means,
I've had to deal

with it long enough.

I just can't hold down a job

and watch her 24 hours
a day anymore.

I can't do it.

I need you to help me
get her admitted again.

Get her back on the
medication, I can pretty well

cope with her when she's on it.

You're her doctor,
they'll have to

listen to you, won't they?

- Sorry, Miss Pew,
there's an embargo

now on all voluntary
psychiatric admissions.

It's part of the new
mental health policy

from the government.

All long-term mental
hospitals have to be closed,

all patients relocated
to hostels or at home.

Care in the community, that's
what they're calling it.

- Then she'll have
to be sectioned,

so it's not a voluntary
admission.

- They can only do that
if she's a threat

to herself or others.

- So what, we wait until
she cuts her wrists again,

or takes another overdose?

- Is there no one in your
family that can help you?

- My brothers say their own
families are their priority.

Apparently, caring
is women's work.

She pulled the ladder up after
her, didn't she, Thatcher?

Didn't see that coming.

Sorry to waste your time.

[up-tempo hip hop music]

[groaning]

- [Banker] How can I
help, Mrs. Harper?

- I'd like to start
my own business.

- What sort of business
would that be?

- Greeting cards.

Oh, sorry, sorry.

I've applied for an enterprise
allowance.

I've put some costs together.

I need a loan of 3,000 pounds

for three months to get started.

That'll buy a print run of
1,500 to produce 12,000 cards

from my own designs I
did in art college.

I need to research
current trends, of course,

I'm aiming for the high
end of the market, though,

big department stores,
independent art and gift shops.

- Have you approached
any of them?

Secured any potential orders?

- Without any finished
cards to show them?

It's chicken and egg,
isn't it? Catch 22.

- We're not in the
habit of handing

out unsecured loans,
Mrs. Harper.

- This is the enterprise culture
everyone's on about, is it?

- You need collateral,
your house for example.

You need your husband's
support for that, obviously.

- Obviously.

- Excuse me.

[indistinct talking]

- [Charlie] Oh no, don't say it.

- The front door was locked,
we thought he was in his room.

- Look, he can't have
gone far, his car's right

- Go into the kitchen, Mum.

Do you think we should get
Jay back to check on him?

- Let him sleep it off first.

- Orla, is there a
key for this room?

- There might be a spare bunch
in the kitchen, let's see.

- It's for the loan.

To pay the printer
for the first run,

and once it's paid off
and up and running

- Did you see the interest
rate on this?

- I went to four banks, Alan.

Each and every one
laughed me out of court,

that was the best
deal I could get

and I had to beg to get that.

- Do you need that
many cards, Lilly?

- The more you print,
the cheaper it is,

that's just how it works.

I'll do the folding and stuffing

of envelopes to keep costs down.

- 12,000 cards? I mean, we
should all live so bloody long!

What if you can't pay back the
loan, we'll lose the house.

Hey, no, don't be like that.

- No, it's a daft idea.
- Don't be like that, Lilly.

- No, I don't understand
the rush.

Lilly, it's a big step.

- Waiting won't change anything.

- Look, you start at that
new school next term,

you're going to be
working all day,

I don't know how you're going
to find time to be packing

- [Lilly] I called them.

- What?

- I called them, told them
I'm quitting teaching.

I'm not spending every day

surrounded by kids,
Alan, I'm not.

Right, we need to get
a phone in here,

and if you could set
up that computer.

[pensive, sad music]

- I hope I did the right
thing, calling you.

He's still pretty
much out of it.

- [Man] Thanks.

Jack?

On my way here, I was
thinking how this all started,

this estrangement between us.

When you were little, everybody
called you "Daddy's Boy",

drove your mother mad.

"He only has eyes for
you," she used to say.

You always used to wait for me

at the front door when I got
home, always, without fail.

But then you went away
to school, and it was me,

who was waiting at the door,

but it wasn't the same
child who came back.

No, it was an angry
little stranger.

Was I to blame for that?

Was I to blame for sending
you away to school?

Never did me any harm.

And then later, when
you were a teenager,

you were doing what all kids do,

you were finding your own way,

and I thought that challenging
me was part of that,

and that you'd pull through it.

All I could feel was the loss

of that little boy who
used to wait for me.

I feel his absence even
in your presence.

That was when it started,
wasn't it?

Our war of attrition?

The day I drove you to
that bloody school.

The wrong turns you've
taken since,

I've driven you there, too.

I do want to help you
through this, Jack.

Let me.

[quietly sobbing]

- [Jack] I did it for you.

- [Jack's Father] I think we
both know why you did it, Jack.

Look in the mirror, Jack, look!

Loyalty has nothing
to do with it.

- [Charlie] Of course you
feel, you get so angry,

that's the proof of it.

- [Jack] I have never
met anybody

so full of pre-digested crap.

- [Charlie] If I needed
further proof

of my total irrelevance
to you, today is it.

Whatever this pitiful excuse

for a relationship
is, it's over.

What was it you said
in your interview,

about being defined
by moral values?

- [Jack] I'm here, aren't I?

- [Charlie] You hesitated,
Jack, you hesitated.

[echoing]

[sobbing]

- I don't want Victorto
see me like this.

- Orla has taken him to the
station, he's gone to Tuxworth.

Group action from the
riots, police misconduct.

Reading them the riot
act, knowing him.

- The best man won, didn't he?

You chose well.

[sobbing]

- Jack.

- Everything I touch
turns to shit, Charlie.

- That's not true.

- Name one thing, one fucking
thing I've not screwed up.

Losing you is top of
the bloody list.

- It was always a fire-fighting
operation.

You and your demons.

I thought if I just
hung in long enough.

But you're the only one
who can beat them, Jack.

This hell that you're
going through now,

maybe this is what it
takes to make you see.

- How the hell can I
live any of this through?

The damage I have done?

I'm worthless.

Worthless, useless,
pointless rubbish,

piece of shit that I am!

I want out of this shit of a
life, I want out, I want out!

- Jack!

- I'm worthless, a
worthless fucking

- Piece of shit!
- Stop it!

- I just want out of
this fucking life!

- Stop it, stop it!

- Jack!
- Fuck!

- Stop it! Stop it!
- I want out of this

- Shit of a life!

- Stop it!

Mum?

Mum, Mum?

[cheery, folky music]

- Alright, that's 9,225.

- [Margaret Thatcher] The
Battle of the Falklands

was a remarkable military
operation.

Boldly planned, bravely
executed,

and brilliantly accomplished.

We owe an enormous debt
to the British forces,

we honor them all.

They have been supported
by a people,

united in defense of
our way of life,

and of our homeland territory.

- From a nation of
deceptors to flag-waving

nationalists, some county.

- [Orla] Someone's
feeling better.

- Still no news?

- I'll take their stuff
while I'm here.

- [Orla] Stay, eat with us.

- Victor's waiting for me.

- I had the weirdest
dream the other night,

we were back together,
you and me.

Blast from the past.

- If Mum turns up or anything

- [Orla] You'll be
the first to know.

Charlie, you dropped this.

Could she be here?

- Oh god.

[car radio playing pop music]

[eerie crying]

[chimes jingling]

- [Charlie] Oh my god!

[shushing]

- [Man On Loudspeaker] You
must evacuate the area!

Clear the area!

[whistles blowing
and dogs barking]

Clear the area! Immediately!

[crowd screaming and yelling]

Evacuate the area!

[women singing in unison]

- Mum? Mum?

Come on, Mum, come on.

[woman screaming]

[dogs barking]

There we are.

[sobbing]

- I'm so sorry.

What I put you through.

I'm no good to myself
or anyone else, am I?

- We're none of us perfect.

[sobbing]

[sighing heavily]

- You tried forcing it?

- Tried, and failed.

- Why didn't the kid
give you the door keys?

- If we knew where they were,

police had to force
their way in.

- So, you two still based
down in Florida.

- Most summers we're
here, or France.

Have a place near Nice, now.

So, life in Edinborough, you're
running a bookshop there?

- Yeah, my customers
call me Mr. Sing.

- Consulting surgeons
are the only doctors

allowed to be called Mr. I
never got that far, did I?

- Oh, they wrote to us,
about the civil thing.

- Marriage, is the word.

Or is that a dirty word when
applied to the likes of me?

- I was going to say
congratulations.

- I think we have lift-off.

- Where'd you find those?

- In the study.

I give up, its secret
stays in there.

- Want a hand?

Victor was talking
to Alan at lunch,

apparently his marriage didn't
work out, he's divorced.

- And you're telling
me this because?

Oh yes, I see, because you think
that after all these years,

we might be in for a
touching reunion, nice try.

- Tell me, does it
make it easier

punishing me rather
than yourself?

If so, knock yourself out.

- [TV Announcer] It was
only a shabby street

behind Paddington Station,
but tonight it was

the focus of world attention.

Just top corner of the
heir apparent was visible.

- Thanks for coming.

- So, your card business
is taking off.

- Well, I did hope.

You didn't get me here to
talk about that, did you?

- You're the last person I
should be telling this to.

But you're the first
person I thought of.

I'm pregnant.

- I thought you were
on the pill.

- I missed a couple.

Our mercy mission with
Jack, forgot to double up.

- Oh no, not Jack.

- I was afraid you'd be
angry, or hate me, or both.

You're better than that.

- Does Victor know?

- No.

My first thought was, abort it.

But what if it's Victor's?

Then I thought, maybe
I only want

to get rid of it because
I'm scared.

- Scared of what?

- If I have it, I'll disappear.

It won't be me.

I asked the doctor at the clinic

if there was a prenatal
test they could do

before it was born
which could tell

- The race.

- The paternity.

They'll only do tests like that

when there's a genetic risk of a

condition incompatible
with life.

- If I tell Victor,
I'll lose him.

I mean, it's Jack, isn't it?

- Tell him it's someone else's.

- It's not just one lie in
one conversation, is it?

I'd have to live with
it for a lifetime.

What sort of person
would that make me?

- [Victor] The man of
the house is home!

Where's that fatted calf?

- [Charlie] I need to talk
to you about something.

- That sounds ominous.

- Will you just sit
down, please?

[soft, sad music]

- If not mine, then who?

- You were out with a
case, there was a party

after the studio one night.

I had too much to drink, and I

- Someone you work with?

- It could still be yours.

There's no way of knowing until

- It's born and we see
what color it is.

What we have isn't enough
for you, is it?

- Yes, it was just,

a moment of weakness.

What we have is more
than I ever hoped for.

It's more than I deserve.

[breathing heavily]

- Niggers, not got the bloody
sense they was both with.

- What did you call me?

- West End lost again,
have they?

[laughing]

[grunting]

[groaning]

- What happened to you?

- A moment of weakness.

- Is this it for us, Victor?

[heavy, moody orchestal music]