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No more bets.

Hiya. Are we good?

It stinks of perfume now!

- Thanks! - Your wife's going to kill ya!

Are you ok?

Y... er... Dropped the keys.

Sorry.

Are you sure?

Yeah... I'm fine. Honest. Great.

Honest to god.

I've got kids.

Sorry.

And I'm all right.

- I need to... - No, yeah. Of course. Sorry.

This is the day by the the.

All right?

Yeah, sound.

- You? - Laughing.

Have you got it?

I nearly had it but... I didn't...

It's more that you didn't ring me.

- Yeah... I'm out of order... - Too fucking right you're out of order!

- I'm going to have to give it a dig. - No, you don't have to.

Are you going to pay me?

Then, I'll have to give it a dig.

Pain in the arse, this, starting my day off like this.

I've got dupuytren's contracture.

If I don't give you a dig, other people start taking the piss.

- I'll tell 'em. - Yeah. What you say and what you do...

Yeah. Fair enough.

What happened to that five bags you said you had last week?

Get in.

Shit.

Come on.

Fuck off.

Fuck off!

Every couple of days.

You'll have to sort your life out, you know, lad.

Anyway, er...

I need... Don't you dare drop your head.

Cos if I hit the top of your skull and I hurt this hand again...

Get the water on it.

You ducked, you twat!

I didn't, I didn't.

Shut up!

Where are you going with your life, Matty?

Do you have a mate? I don't want to have to keep

knocking fuck out of you every other week.

- I'll get your money. - No, you won't.

I've been thinking. You're never going to get

- the sixteen-and-a-half. - Sixteen-and-a-half grand!

Fuck me.

It may well come to that, Matthew.

Anyhow, I think there's a way out of this for you.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Go on, then. What?

- I want you to mind something for me. - No. - Yeah.

- No. - Yes. - I can't get involved with drugs.

- You can and you will. - I can't do that, Paul.

Please, mate. You know my mum, for one thing.

I can't have coke in the house.

What if the bizzies... I... I wouldn't last two minutes in prison.

- You do... I can't, I can't. - Matty.

- No! - Matty, you just have to mind it.

When the lads come to yours, get what they need.

- I'll knock 100 off your debt. - No, I'm an addict.

- I'm in recovery. - You'll end up

in recovery if you don't shut the fuck up.

I've got an addictive personality. If I have gear in the house...

What if I fall off the wagon and start having a toot?

- Then what? Then what? - I'll fucking kill you.

So, don't.

I'll get the bag out the boot, sort you out a phone.

No, no. I need to think.

Outside with that.

- Thought you'd gone home. - Forgot something.

She's smoking in the corridor.

Yeah, but, I mean, it's not my job.

Quick. Come on.

I'll do you.

Outside with that.

Ey.

What's with the bottle?

- A door punched me. - Did you go home last night?

Er, well, I slept in my office.

- You should go home. - What? Says you. I'm paid to be here.

What's your excuse?

I got to crack on. Good luck.

You all right, lad? What happened to your grid?

- Not now, Alan. - What happened to you?

Just a, er... a door. A door knob.

Are you really getting your head down in the office?

Why is everyone so interested in where I'm sleeping?

Shit.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

That's 14.

Hit me.

Are you sure you don't want nothing?

I asked for bacon, they gave me sausage.

God. Give it here.

Yeah, please. Two sugars.

I hate sausage. It's just teeth and testicles.

Teeth?

That's the worst thing I just said.

How much have you taken?

- Matty? - What?

- I said, how much have you robbed? - Don't say robbed.

Well, what is it, then?

Don't know, just... not robbed, though.

Just... don't say that.

Er, last week I had...

I don't know, like, a couple of hundred, maybe? I don't...

- I don't keep check. - You don't know how much?

- Wait, you just take it? - I balance the books and I...

I don't remember.

- Are you lying? - No! I spend it and I forget.

What'd you buy?

Er, I don't really... I don't really buy, as such.

I just sort of... Like, it goes and I... That's...

I gamble a bit.

A bit.

- What about you? - About a grand.

A grand?

Shush.

What, a grand, though? Even after a big pay-out?

It was a busy night, there was plenty in there.

- But a grand, though! - Yes. Jesus!

I'm not proud. I don't want to take it.

Fuck's sake, leanne.

Do you have a system when you're taking it?

Matthew?

Matty.

Matty!

- Yes, yes, leanne. - Look, do you have a system?

No, I just... like...

When I'm sure, I'll just dip it.

Fucking knew that was due.

Mwah!

- What? - I didn't say anything.

- You're too chaotic. - What?

- You're not thinking it through. - It's not a rubik's cube, Lee.

It's just... it's a bit of robbing, isn't it?

That's what we've been calling it, robbing?

Look, we have to stop.

We have to stop, Matty. I mean it.

Look, if I go to prison, my kids...

- Not going prison. - I mean it.

I fucking mean it. That's twice tonight,

people talking about prison. I ain't going prison.

Well, the way you're doing it, you are.

The way you're doing it, the thing...

the way you're doing it, we both are.

We have to stop, Matty.

So we stop.

Yeah. Yeah.

It's the stuff off the floor.

What?

The abattoir sausages. It's the stuff off the floor.

- No, it isn't. - Yeah, it is.

My mate told me. He works in one. Mick the meat.

- Mick the meat? - Yeah, his car stinks of meat.

Yeah, well, it would.

People always get caught in the end, Lee.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

You all right, lad?

Them shit bags behaving themselves?

Yeah. Yeah. All sound, so all's good.

Listen, now, sitting around baby-sitting a load of scallies,

spending your money all night, it's doing me head in.

I feel like a dope.

You feel like a dope because you are a dope,

you... fucking dope.

So do what you're doing and be grateful for what you're doing.

Dickhead.

Robbing bastards.

I knew it.

F...

Fuck's sake.

Like a baby elephant on them stairs. You were always the same.

Jesus Christ, mother, you scared the life out of me there.

What were you doing in your father's office?

- I was looking for something. - At this time of the morning?

When did anyone ever sleep in this house?

What were you looking for?

Figures. You know, I was checking the books from our casino.

Do you really want to know?

Nanna!

Nanna. Nanna, love.

Hello, love.

- What are you doing? - I was getting the milk in.

He hasn't been.

Come on.

- He's late. - Yeah.

I'll have nothing for our Sharon's breakfast.

She'll have to have a jam tart.

Maybe a French fancy.

What about the cat?

No, no, no.

That cat belongs to the neighbours. You haven't got a cat.

Ruby!

- Cup of tea? - No, no, you sit down.

Here you go, Nanna. I'll get that.

- Custard cream for Sharon. - No, no, no. You sit down.

Sharon's dead, Nanna.

- Sharon? - Yeah.

- My Sharon? - Yeah. - Dead?

18 months ago. You forget.

We're supposed to remind you.

I don't know why.

- Look, you just... - You get confused.

- It's me age. - Yeah.

I know.

Look.

Wah.

Here you go, look.

You've got the box.

Right. What's your favourite?

Did you know her?

Yeah. I'm leanne.

She was my mum.

Leanne?

I'm on my own now.

No, you're not.

I'll look after you.

Ruby!

All right, I'm coming! Give me a minute.

Nanna was outside again.

Did you leave the door unlocked?

Ruby?

I'm 12. It shouldn't be my problem.

Sorry.

- You got a cob on again? - Shut up, you.

I should be getting her breakfast.

- No, stay there, Nanna. - You all right, Nanna?

- Hey, where's your uniform? - I gave you the letter.

- What? - Charity.

You never told me.

I don't have to wear it. Save the planet or something.

- Has he been? - I don't remember a letter.

- Did you leave the keys in the door? - Nope.

- Well, someone did. - Weren't me.

Look, we need to make sure that Nanna doesn't get out.

- Idiot. - She could have froze to death.

- It's June. - She's old.

I'm 65.

You're 81.

I'll make sure the door is locked.

- Thanks. - Toast is burning.-!

- Can I have £20, please? - What? What for?

Charity. I told you.

There's...

i-in my coat.

Nice one, mum. See yous later, ok?

Has somebody fed the cat?

God.

Leanne.

Here, darling.

Leanne.

Yeah!

Hey, listen, before, listen... I am grateful. I'm just...

Fuck off. We're nine grand down this month,

so sack every one of them scally pricks

because they can't be trusted.

The money we're laundering over them tables

isn't showing up in the casino bank deposits,

so some fucker's robbing.

Sack them, ok?

Every one of them gone.

What about our Neil? I can't sack him. He's family.

Our Shirley'll kill me.

Ok, well, he can stay. Just him.

If you can't trust family...

All right? I was putting your money through.

It's not my money. It's your daughter's.

Yeah, obviously. Yeah. Sorry. I was putting her money through.

- All of it? - Absolutely.

All right, Matt?

Come on.

320.

320?

320's not all of it.

Well, it's all I've got.

1,100 is all of it, Matty.

1,100 into my bank account, too.

Not in shitty fivers and tenners.

Well, I'm wiped.

Honest, it's all I have.

She's your daughter.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Do you want to see her?

I'll make her late for school, so...

All right?

Yeah, I need to go.

He's gone.

Don't want your last 20.

Please sort yourself out, Matty. You look awful.

- Yeah, cheers! - I mean it.

She loves you so much.

Please try.

Work and that.

I'm just so tired all the time.

You lying rat!

You've got money.

He's got money!

You sly rat! You've got money!

No, it's for my bills.

- Please stop... - I am working all hours

and you are taking food out of your daughter's mouth

- and wasting it on horses and... - No, I'm not.

It's not mine. I'm not lying! It's for my bills.

What are you waving for, dickhead?

Yeah. Very nice!

This is classic.

Fuck's sake.

Go inside!

Kendo, door!

You all right?

Terry said I could knock on.

The fuck are you looking at?

Sit down, lad.

Got a lighter?

No.

Well, how you going to smoke weed, then, dickhead?

Shit, man.

Thanks.

- What? - Open the door, dickhead!

Leave that. Look at me.

I'm shattered, lad.

- Focus. - No, I know, yeah.

I just... Heavy night.

And I haven't had my tablets, either.

Focus, lad. Focus. Look at me.

Everyone else is being sacked.

- What? Why? - We need someone to help you.

Were they robbing?

According to Gary, yeah. So, they're all gone.

We need someone we can trust.

What about me ma? Would she work with us?

Our Shirley? Are you having a laugh?

I want people who won't Rob.

What about her?

- Who is she? - My fiancee.

How long have you known her?

About... two months.

Six months, dickhead.

Hey.

Can you count?

Ok. Yeah. Yeah.

The pair of yous, listen in.

Pay attention. This is how it works.

We use taxis to bang out the gear, all round the city.

We sell the coke, we get the money.

Like, lots of money.

Could you help me out?

Too much money.

More money than we can launder through the taxi books

without it looking shady.

So, we launder it through the books of the...

I don't know.

The casino.

And that's where you come in.

You play the tables, you spend the money,

you lose the money.

It goes in their bank clean.

And my boss, your boss, can do whatever he wants with it.

What if I lose?

- You're meant to lose. - But you're supposed to win.

We don't want you to win.

Well, but casinos, like... You're supposed to win, aren't you?

How many fucking times do I have to tell you?

You're supposed to lose, you fucking dope.

We launder the money through the casino.

It goes in dirty, and it comes out clean.

Well, then, why don't we just bet it all in one go?

Like, why do we have to keep playing all night?

It'll take hours. I'll get tired.

Because we don't want to attract attention! Jesus!

The woman who owns the place doesn't know.

And the staff who work there don't know.

And most of all, the taxman doesn't know.

We bet little and often until it all goes away.

Is she special needs?

Don't think so.

All right, from the top.

Hiya, Nanna.

He hasn't been yet.

Postman gave me this.

It's another one from the hospital.

Go to bed. You look shattered.

Thanks, kel.

Come on, Nanna.

Thought you were asleep.

Have we got any wrapping paper?

- What do you want wrapping paper for? - Have we got any?

It's bad for the environment.

Since when did you care about the environment?

Since the road by the bus stop started flooding.

That's the drains, mum.

So, we haven't got any wrapping paper?

Thank you.

Here y'are.

Cheers.

If I can't see you, I won't want you.

If anyone looks, they won't know.

Fucking hell.

God.

Danny?

Yeah.

- What are you doing? - Looking for my shoes.

- Your shoes aren't going to be here. - Yeah, no...

Your shoes aren't going to be here

- because I kicked you out six months ago. - I know.

Kicked you out because we finished seeing each other.

So, why am I seeing you right now in my bedroom?

Who let you in?

Your nan.

I think she thinks I'm the milkman.

- I'd better be going, then. - Yeah.

You better had.

- Hey, what have you got there? - My shoes, I told you.

Shit. No, Danny!

No, please! Danny, no!

No! Shit!

Shit! Dan!

Fuck! Danny!

No! No, Danny, please!

I need it! Danny!

Danny, don't!

No, Danny, please!

Please! It's for me kids!

Danny, no!

No! No!

Fuck!

Lee?

What's going on? Who's that?

Are you all right?

- Lee? - Where's my keys?

I need my keys. He's robbed my money.

- Who? - Danny. - Danny, your ex, Danny?

No, Daniel o' fucking donnell, Kelly!

Of course my ex Danny! Where are my keys?

Well, how much?

£34,000.

34 grand?!

I feel sick.

Jesus, leanne. How?

Police! Open the door!

Shit, lads! Shit!

What the fuck have you done?

Grass!

You're fucking done, lad. You're getting it now, lad.

Come in here, quickly.

- I didn't... - No!

Give me what you've got.

Now!

Chuck it.

Thank you.

My god!

Thank god you're here.

Thank you.

What are you looking for under there?

Monsters.

How did you get in?

Great to see you, too.

Depeche mode, 12 inch, new life.

I wish.

Vince Clarke.

Before he ran off with moyet.

I liked them better after he went.

They got miserable.

Well, there's nothing wrong with miserable.

- How's school? - Cliche.

- I'm doing my best. - No, you're not.

We're doing the black death. I've got to write about

the socioeconomic impact of the plague on serfdom.

Do you know anything about it?

I know what it's like to be a serf.

Go on, then.

It made them better off, the serfs.

They were suddenly in demand because...

There was no-one to work the land.

So, people had to pay them what they were worth,

else their turnips didn't get dug up.

You did know.

Yeah, I was just seeing if you did.

What's with the wrapping paper?

It's a...

It's a present for other staff.

Christmas paper?

- Secret Santa. - It's June.

Come early.

You looked sad before, outside mum's.

You looked sad.

That's cos I was with your mum.

Dad!

I'm sound, babe.

Honest, I am.

Listen, I've got to go and see a man about a dog in a minute.

You go make us a cup of tea, babe, while I go and have a wee, please.

Thank you.

Where's Emily?

Emily.

She must have gone, love.

This is Danny's phone. Leave a message, you muppet.

Please listen. I... I need that money.

I need it for a deposit on a house. Just give me it back.

This is Danny's phone.

Leave a message, you muppet.

That money is for me kids. Will you just call me?!

This is Danny's phone.

Danny, you can't hide forever, do you hear me?

Danny, will you fucking ring me now?!

Leave a message, you muppet.

Right, I'm ringing the bizzies.

This is Danny's phone.

Do you think I won't ring the bizzies? Cos I will.

This is Danny's phone.

Leave a message, you muppet.

Don't make me do it, Danny.

Danny, I swear to god.

This is Danny's phone.

Leave a message, you muppet.

Danny, I am going to ring you and ring you and ring you

until you answer, do you hear me?

You can't hide. Give me it back.

Leanne chappel?

Yeah. Thanks.

Stop. Don't...

One of my kids with a social worker!

Like I don't have enough on my plate without worrying

what a stranger's thinking! I work every night battling to

- keep this family together. - They're not charging me with anything.

- Hi. - Hiya.

- Who are you? - Paige. I was with Thomas today.

- In the drug den? - He went there to save me.

Thomas didn't want me to go to the flat.

He said that it wasn't safe and that I shouldn't hang out there,

but I went anyway.

He only went there to get me away from them.

It's my fault he was there when the police turned up.

Why didn't you say?

- How old are you? - 17.

- How are you getting home? - My mum's coming for me.

All right, then. Well, ok. Thanks.

Thanks for letting me know he was doing the right thing.

I'd give you a lift, but I've got to get to work.

- Honestly, she'll be right here. - Come on, then. I'm going to be late.

We can drop him. My mum don't mind,

and she'll literally be two minutes away.

Plus, she'll want to thank him.

Are you ok with that?

- Yeah. - You sure? - Absolutely.

All right. Come here.

I've got to get to work. But I'll bell you later.

- Let your mum know I said thank you. - I will.

Thanks for that.

It's fine. I'll get us an Uber.

Sound.

Stripped by depeche mode.

Hi, this is Emily. Leave a message after the tone.

I'll call you back.

Emily, it's dad. It's not what you think it is.

Please give me a call back.

- You ok? - 11 grand.

What's up?

Get us a gallon of oil out the back

and drop it off at deano's on the way out for us, will you?

- Yeah. - Ta, lad.

Did you get it?

Yeah, but...

did you get it?

Yeah.

Sound.

See you, then.

I've been covering the cage. Do you want me to stay on?

No. I'm fine, thanks.

- Nothing today. - Tell Irina.

Ok. Call Tony.

I need to speak to you.

- I'm fucked. - So am I.

- I know we said that we wouldn't... - I know we said that,

but my ex just cleaned me out. He's robbed me.

I don't think I can get it back, but I need it. I need it really badly.

It was for a house. When Nanna goes into care,

the council won't let me have the house,

and she's got dementia, and I love her, and...

The kids, we're going to be kicked out on the street, Matty.

In a bed and breakfast, homeless. Can you imagine?

They've got school. Our Ruby's at that age, and I...

I just can't.

I'm just skint.

Meet me at the safe.

There's no way we'll get caught.

Absolutely no way on earth.