Original subtitles

This Bitter Earth by Dinah Washington

HE SIGHS

♪ This bitter earth

♪ Well, what a fruit it bears

♪ What good is love... ♪

DOOR CLOSES

♪ Mm-mm, that no-one shares?

♪ And if my life

♪ Is like the dust

♪ Ooh, that hides

♪ The glow of a rose

♪ What good am I?

♪ Heaven only knows

♪ Lord, this bitter earth

♪ Yes, can be so cold

♪ Today you're young

♪ Too soon you're old

♪ But while a voice

♪ Within me cries

♪ I'm sure someone may answer my call

♪ And this bitter earth

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ May not

♪ Oh, be so bitter... ♪

PHONE BUZZES QUIETLY ♪ ..after all. ♪

Babe. Babe.

Babe.

Have you seen this?

HE SIGHS

What do you think?

Melissa.

Maybe.

And I think, yeah, she wants to help.

HE SIGHS

Let me think about it.

I want an end, Michael.

I want rid of Banksey's drugs.

PHONE BUZZES

Hello?

Buenos dias, Diana. How are you?

Do you know who this is?

LINE DISCONNECTS

What's the weather doing?

Not looked.

PHONE BUZZES

Aren't you going to get that?

I tell you what, you speak to him.

He's your fucking mate.

Hello? Who's this?

Michael Kavanagh, have you forgotten me already?

What the fuck do you want?

To speak to my friend Diana, to say hello.

But how are you?

It doesn't matter how I am.

You know, just trying to get on with our lives.

Listen, mate, we don't want any trouble,

and I'd really, really appreciate it

if you just left us alone.

Tell Diana I will call her later.

I will expect to speak to her

either by phone or in person.

She may choose which.

LINE DISCONNECTS

I'm not going to ask if you're OK.

I'm not putting up with this shit.

Why should I?

Look, you shouldn't.

None of this is your shit.

Come here. - No, no.

No, thank you.

I don't want a hug.

I don't need a hug.

I want an end.

And Melissa's a start. -Yeah.

You can leave my phone, please.

PHONE BUZZES

Who was that?

It's our Nancy.

I asked her which dress she preferred.

I like the one in the middle.

Do you, now? Why is that?

It's machine washable.

BOTH CHUCKLE

Because you look great in it.

That's the right answer.

Well, what did he say?

Want?

He wants to speak to you.

He said he's going to call back.

He's messing with you to get at me.

Who's he going to get you to kill this time, I wonder?

I'll find out what he's about.

I'll speak to people who know him better than me.

But if he does call back, it's best you answer.

Keep him as tomorrow's problem.

I'll ask questions, OK?

Let me know if I'm squashing the baby.

She likes it.

"She"?

Maybe.

I'd like that.

A little girl.

It is Melissa that you should speak to.

If moving Banksey's bag is today's problem,

she's a better way into Elaine.

I've told her that you'll call her.

So call her.

OK.

LINE RINGS

Hello.

Melissa, it's Michael.

It's a murder investigation now - Ricardo.

Nothing to do with us.

Might not stop them knocking on the door, though, the police.

We should move the cash physically,

make sure we're all clean and tidy.

Move it where?

Not to any business premises.

What we need to do is spend it.

Everything we've got and more.

We need those 25 keys. Fact.

OK, then, if we need cash...

...and Ozzie Thompson's the only link to Banksey, let's use him.

We can't afford to pay him.

Much.

Well, how much?

Nowhere near what he's asking.

How much? - Ten K.

Ten? Not ten times ten?

He's not giving us the bags, Mum.

He's not even giving us Banksey.

He's offering up Freddie. - So we offer him ten.

And then, if we recover the bags, 40 more.

Do you think he'd go for that?

Sounds fair to me.

Do we invite him to the party?

Why?

Because one way or another,

he needs to give us Banksey's son tonight.

Do I need to spell it out?

Mum, I'm not racking someone at me engagement party.

Which is why we have security.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING

Do you know what you're wearing, Rach?

Eh, nothing new. Unlike the star of the show here.

SHE SCOFFS - You can still get same-day delivery.

It's not too late.

Elaine, do you have a minute?

Yeah.

It's a secret.

Stay. It's a secret.

HE CHUCKLES

Has your mother been at the red meat?

First of all,

I'm not stupid and I'm not naive.

Don't recall anyone saying you were.

And I do love Jamie.

OK.

Michael Kavanagh.

I've spoken to him, and I think you should do the same.

No. No. And you should not be speaking to him.

Look, I know what he did. - Melissa, stop.

Just like I know what Ronnie did to Davy Crawford.

Two entirely different sets of circumstances, love,

so please don't go there. - Can I just make my point?

We're in trouble again, right?

And we're short on proper answers.

Michael said he can help,

and he knows everything about what's happened.

ELAINE SCOFFS - He's been speaking to Banksey?

Maybe.

But he wants to talk to you, without Jamie knowing.

And if you hate what he has to say,

he walks away, you walk away. That's it.

I swear down, Elaine, I didn't go behind your back.

Michael called me and I told him nothing, right?

But I do think we should listen to him.

I'm sorry.

Come here. It's OK.

Leave it with me.

I just...

I just don't know what I'd do if I saw him again.

But leave it with me. Can you do that?

Yeah.

I am sorry.

Don't be daft. Don't be daft.

I know you're just trying to help.

You're being strong.

It's what we do.

Have you got a baby-sitter sorted?

Yeah. - And your dress?

Yeah. - Good.

I want tonight to be wonderful for you.

Come here. It's OK.

It's OK.

It's OK.

LINE RINGS

- What? - Freddie?

Yeah. -Where are you, mate?

Out.

MICHAEL SIGHS Come on. This is important.

Where are you?

Where's me dad, Michael?

Why aren't I having this conversation with him?

You know why, mate. Look, he's keeping his head down

and he wants you to do the same.

So he's afraid, then...

...of fucking Jamie Phelan.

Freddie...

Look, I want you to meet me. - Am I right?

Just tell me where you are, and I'll pick you up,

and we can go for a proper talk. You and me.

Yeah? - Nah, I can't do that.

Yes. Yes, you can,

because it's what your aul' fella wants you to do.

Look, I know what's fucking happened, yeah?

Either he's scared shitless or he's fucking dead!

Freddie, he's neither.

Otherwise, he'd be here.

Freddie, just listen to me.

LINE DISCONNECTS Fucking little twat!

PHONE BUZZES

PIGEONS COO

HE SIGHS

MESSAGE ALERT CHIMES

DOOR OPENS NEARBY

DOOR CLOSES NEARBY

Any news on Banksey?

None.

And for the record, I've tried calling him.

His phone's dead.

Has been for a while.

You are coming tonight?

Of course I'm coming.

I'm going to get drunk

and make a show of meself on the dance floor.

Again.

Will you dance with me?

Oh, absolutely...

...not.

Can we get past this?

For Bobby and Rachel Duffy?

I do miss you.

I'm not going anywhere, Rach.

I'm stupid like that.

Go on, son!

Yeah, good one, Liam!

I scored a goal!

Well done! Well done, mate!

LIAM LAUGHS Top man!

Yeah.

Yeah...

So what was the secret, then?

If I told you, then it wouldn't be a secret, would it?

Does it involve me?

Yeah, big time.

"Big time"?

Now, it's show-time. Going to get my hair done.

You are so lucky.

See you later, Rach. - See you, hon.

Are you feeling lucky, yeah?

DOOR OPENS

Dennis won't be there tonight...

DOOR CLOSES

...but he's asked for a figure in the morning.

We're so close, Rach.

I think it's going to work out.

Hello?

My name's Michael. This is a message for Stefania,

a close colleague to a good friend of mine, Ricardo Guzman.

First, I want to offer me sincere condolences.

Second, I'd like your advice

because I want to do the right thing.

You can reach me on this number,

or the number you should already have.

Well, it's becoming urgent.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah? -Hello, lad.

I just thought you should know

your Freddie's still blanking me.

Oh, you are kidding me.

He won't meet, and now he won't even talk to me.

For fuck's sake!

He's spooked, lad.

He thinks you're scared.

I'll keep trying.

I should've just dragged him out of town when I had the chance.

I'd say risk a call on your burner, but...

It's Felipe. He won't go away.

He called Diana this morning, being a fucking knob.

If you want me in Spain, lad...

This is my mess.

Do you know what? That's not a bad shout.

I've asked Ricardo's drop-box for advice, but give it a day,

get yourself over there.

Stay clear of Marbella and Malaga.

Have you got your passport?

I have, yeah, in me grab bag.

But, erm...

...if you could get our Freddie's for us?

Yeah, of course. - Nice one.

If and when you can,

just put him on a plane to fucking anywhere, yeah?

On it.

Hey, I'm just about to meet Bobby Duffy, you know.

Oh, aye.

Say hello from me.

Well, I would, but you're dead, lad.

Dearly beloved. -Bobby.

What's going on?

Need a favour.

And, separately, I need to know what Jamie's been up to.

Can I ask why?

I've got Banksey's lemo.

You've seen him?

Does he know that you've got his lemo?

Let's just say he doesn't care any more.

So, Jamie?

You know what he's been up to. It's falling apart.

Without those 25 bags...

...I'd say it's all over, for the entire firm.

That bad? - That bad.

48 hours ago, he's talking about bringing in 250 kilos.

Now he's almost back to selling wraps.

250 key? And sell it where?

Here, in the city.

Supplying the other firms.

It's ambitious. - It's an idea, yeah.

Probably Rachel's.

It's not going to happen, though.

Who's the supplier?

BOBBY SIGHS

He's looking to the Albanians.

Oh, for fuck's sake! - I know.

That's a proper war. - Yeah.

Businesses have already been torched.

They're hoping it's Banksey.

Don't suppose YOU'RE tempted?

To do what?

Step in. Step up.

I'm done with all that.

Never say never, lad.

There's a whole firm up for grabs there.

I'm not interested.

So go ahead. What's this favour, then?

You going to this party tonight?

How'd you hear about that?

I'll need someone to open the back door for me.

Very good! That's brilliant, mate. Well done!

LIAM LAUGHS PHONE BUZZES

Hello?

I'm outside your front door.

Come to the party, and whatever we can afford...

...we'll exchange it for Freddie.

How much?

Yeah, we're still working that out.

Ballpark.

Estimate. I'm not keen on Americanisms.

Five figures.

Ten K?

£10,000 - that buys me fuck-all.

Gets you a new kitchen.

More importantly, it gets my son nothing.

Look, I know the value of what you're missing, Elaine.

That needs to be reflected in the fee.

Ten grand for Freddie.

If we recover the bag,

ten times that.

Better.

But if you've got the boy, you'll get the bag.

One follows the other.

100K.

I want it up front.

I'll even come to the club to collect it.

I'll leave in one piece,

then I'll give you Freddie. That's the deal.

Why do I need to be there?

Well, you don't NEED to be there.

I mean, it's whether you want to be there.

Like, protect your interests.

I mean, remind them that they still owe you money.

Won't Elaine want to rag me?

You can take her.

I'm not sure about that.

She's a fucking witch.

I want you there.

Aren't we just cleaning up Jamie Phelan's mess again?

I suppose.

It's OK he completely ignored our last deal...

No, no, it isn't...

...but we're happy to set up another?

Cheryl, I just want my life back.

All we can do is think about what we want.

And to me that's distance.

You don't want money?

No.

Then you're a fool. You should take it. You've earned...

Yeah, I'd rather not.

OK.

I'll be there.

Good.

Right, now that that's out the way...

...Felipe called me this morning.

I couldn't speak to him.

I just hung up.

He called back? - Yeah, and Michael answered.

And told him to fuck off?

No, not quite.

We both know he's a fucking nutter.

Yeah? But does Michael?

Is he taking this seriously?

Yeah.

You need to leave him.

You know I mean it.

Yeah, but my mum can't wait to meet him.

She's had her parole approved.

I mean, how mad is that?

PHONE BEEPS

Hello, Freddie, son. It's Ozzie.

Just making sure you've got your keys.

I'm out tonight at some fancy new nightclub on Temple Street.

You might know it.

I'm meeting the Phelans, would you believe?

Told them Ronnie was a grass,

and apparently they didn't like it.

Anyway, just so you know.

Have fun.

Spock out.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

GLASS SHATTERS

Fucking hell.

More by Bobby Darin

Top up?

Oh, go on.

♪ More than the greatest love the world has known... ♪

Is this one of Ronnie's?

No, it's one of mine.

About Ronnie.

♪ More than the simple words I try to say

♪ I only live to love you... ♪

Wow! - Is the right response.

♪ More than you'll never know

♪ My arms long to hold you so

♪ My life will be in your keeping

♪ Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping

♪ Longer than always is a long, long time

♪ But far beyond forever

♪ You'll be mine

♪ I know I've never lived before

♪ And my heart is very sure

♪ No-one else could love you more. ♪

Ladies and gentlemen,

Jamie and Melissa would love to invite you all

to join them on the dance floor

to celebrate their very official engagement.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Do you know what?

I haven't had a dance in almost 20 years.

Let's make it 20 years and one day, shall we?

OZZIE SCOFFS Your loss.

How are we getting on?

Get yourself another free drink.

We'll speak very soon.

One hour tops, Elaine.

Then I'm gone.

POPPING CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Can I have a bottle of lager, please, mate?

Toca's Miracle by Fragma

♪ I, I need a miracle

♪ I need a miracle

♪ It's more physical

♪ What I need to get me through

♪ Tell me that you understand

♪ And you'll take me as I am

♪ You'll always be the one to give me everything

♪ Just when I thought no-one cared

♪ You're the answer to my prayers

♪ You lift my spirits high

♪ Come on and rescue me... ♪

CHEERING

♪ Let me tell you, know

♪ I, I need a miracle

♪ I need a miracle... ♪

Good evening, all.

Warm enough? -Bobby.

Diana, good to see you, girl.

Cheryl.

All good, Paul? - As always, lad.

We'll get you quietly downstairs

and I'll tell her you're here.

OK. Do we need pat-downs?

You'll be fine.

Is it just Elaine we're seeing?

That's the plan.

Michael, this way.

I'm not very good with stairs, so bear with me.

Bloody hell.

DANCE MUSIC

Bobby, I just need a minute.

No problem.

I wasn't expecting to see him again -

for years, if at all.

Diana's with him.

And Cheryl. ELAINE SCOFFS

"A day at a time" is what I've always told myself,

even when Ronnie was here, things were going well.

"A day at a time."

There's just been so much lately.

I know.

It's been hard.

Everything OK?

Michael's here.

Why?

And we're here to listen. - To what?

Well, have a listen and you'll find out.

Why wasn't I told?

Because Jamie's not to know.

Not yet.

Depends on what's said.

Ready?

Yeah.

You coming?

Just do your best not to be you.

Did this place used to be called Traction?

About ten years ago, yeah.

You're showing your age there, aren't you, Cheryl, girl?

Before that, it was called The White Island.

Well, thank Christ I don't remember that one.

Nah, it was all right.

It was a nice pint.

BEEPING DOOR LOCK CLANKS

Elaine.

Rachel.

OK, I'm here.

Keep it brief and to the point.

Yeah. Can I just say, I'm only back in town

because of what happened to Ricardo.

I don't care.

I was told you had something to say.

Banksey took 25 kilos of lem.

I can give you 15 of that 25.

But no more than that.

You've got it? - I know where it is.

And where's Banksey? - It doesn't matter.

15 kilos?

Which is more than fair.

When?

Tomorrow morning, first thing, it's yours.

Who gets the other ten?

None of your business.

You're getting something when you deserve nothing.

Look, this can't be about what's already happened.

It's about what we want to happen next.

So...

...you know, be good.

Well, do you need to speak with your Jamie?

Rachel, are you happy?

I'm happy with 15, yeah.

First thing tomorrow morning works.

Yeah. - Marvelous.

I'll speak to Jamie later.

He's enjoying himself.

Don't want to ruin it.

You can make the arrangements with Bobby.

Yeah, sound.

Just give us a bell, lad.

Is that it?

Elaine.

Look, there's going to be times when I'm back in Liverpool.

You know,

Diana's mum will be here.

I won't be loud,

but I don't want to have to go checking over me shoulder.

Well, keep out of my way,

and I won't come looking for you.

Or you.

It's your son that's the problem.

Thanks for this.

You could've just walked away. You didn't.

No worries, lad.

What are you going to do, Bobby? Are you going to walk away?

It's not as easy as that, is it?

But right now I'm going to have a nice drink...

...and a dance.

♪ Number 54

♪ The house with the bamboo door... ♪

One last time for Ronnie.

One very last time.

♪ They've even got a bamboo floor

♪ You must get to know

♪ Soho Joe

♪ He runs an espresso

♪ Called the House Of Bamboo

♪ It's-a made of sticks... ♪

MUSIC AND LAUGHTER FADE

MUFFLED CHEERING

Same old shite!

DOOR SLAMS

CAN POPS

DANCE MUSIC

Whisky, please.

There's no deal to be done.

We're good.

We're more than good.

Ta.

You're welcome to stay...

...as long as you behave yourself.

Can you do that?

You'll get no trouble from me, Elaine. I get it.

The life's the life.

As long as you remember that I was here to help.

This evening could have been so different.

Good luck.

Good luck with your son.

I'll need it.

BASSLINE POUNDS INSIDE

Can I ask you a proper question, Michael?

HE SIGHS If you must.

Why Davy?

Then Ronnie?

Banksey?

What's the question?

How do you feel?

It's good friends...

...gone...

...forever.

And, well,

your part in it all?

I try not to think about it.

Is that healthy?

Cheryl, some things you can't control.

OK.

You don't deserve this woman.

I know.

Yes, he does.

And she doesn't deserve the likes of you.

♪ Return to me

♪ Oh, my dear, I'm so lonely

♪ Hurry back, hurry back

♪ Oh, my love, hurry back

♪ I'm yours... ♪ - Thank you.

For what?

For getting us back in the game.

I'm not sure you deserve it, Rach.

Yeah, I do.

It's you I don't deserve.

♪ Hurry home, hurry home

♪ Won't you please hurry home to my heart?

♪ My darling

♪ If I hurt you, I'm sorry... ♪

You can't invoice me for this dance, you know, at the end?

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

♪ And please say you are mine

♪ Return to me

♪ Please come back, bella mia

♪ Hurry back, hurry home

♪ To my arms, to my lips... ♪

Freddie!

TYRES SCREECH

That was Freddie. ENGINE REVS

Are you going after him? -Yeah.

He's been blanking me all day.

Jesus Christ, Michael.

HONKS HORN

TYRES SCREECH Freddie!

Freddie!

Fuck!

TYRES SCREECH Ah!

Freddie! Freddie!

Freddie!

Oi! I just want to talk!

Freddie!

Fuck off!

Oi, Freddie!

Freddie! Oi!

HORN HONKS

Freddie!

Fuck.

He's heading into town. - Well, what does that mean?

I don't... God knows.

Trouble.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

You two, watch this end of the street.

I'll head down the bottom end.

And if we see him, we tell him what?

You tell him that we're on his side and then stay with him, OK?

Not a problem.

This is fucking ridiculous.

KETTLE BOILS

Thanks for a cracking night.

Ah, thanks for coming. - Thank you. Bye!

Lovely to see you.

Mum, cars are on the way. You're with us, yeah?

Yeah, I'll be two minutes.

As long as it is two minutes.

Listen, we could always sneak off to a posh hotel.

Just the two of us?

I would hope so, yeah. SHE LAUGHS

Jamie, cars are here in one minute.

Yeah, yeah, we're all ready to go.

Are we sharing a bed tonight?

Properly?

There are some offers you just can't refuse.

Yeah, all right. Come on.

Thanks. -Nice one for that, mate. Ta.

BREATHES HEAVILY

SCREAMING

Was that gunshots?

Fuck!

PANICKED SHOUTING

Are you OK? - Yeah.

Who's got eyes on the fucking shooter?

Bobby! Bobby!

Oh, Christ Almighty! No, no, no! Call an ambulance!

Call a fucking ambulance! - I'm doing it!

Got to tie it off, babe. SHE SCREAMS

Oh, Christ Almighty! No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, God! Help us! - I'm doing it.

Fucking hell! Jamie! - Rach, you're all right, kid.

You're all right, kid. You're going to be OK, all right?

Yeah, we need an ambulance!

All right? - Oh, my God!

MELISSA SOBS Quickly! It's a gunshot!

Bobby, how bad is it?

Look at her, lad. -We need to move. I'll get the car!

- We've called an ambulance. - I'll get the car!

Yes, she's breathing.

What the fuck is he doing here?

Bobby...

It's all right, babe.

We'll get you out now. Oh, fuck...

Can you just come quickly? How long are you going to be?

Come with me! Come on!

What's happened? -It's Rachel.

You need to get yourselves out of here.

Home! Now!

Now!

Bobby, I don't want you to worry...

BREATHES HEAVILY

I'm all right.

I know you are.

I am not fucking dying!

It's just my leg.

Babe, you're going to be fine. I know it.

We'll be at the hospital in minutes.

You are going to be OK. Do you hear me?

I'm scared.

Few more minutes... - OK, yeah.

SOBS I'm scared, Bobby.

We're getting there now, Rachel.

Michael! -Nearly there!

TYRES SCREECH HORN HONKS

TYRES SCREECH

HONKS HORN

Gunshot wound! There's a woman shot in the leg outside

and she's dying! She's bleeding out!

I need... I need doctors!

I need nurses! I need everything!

There's a woman shot in the leg, in the thigh.

Call it in. Gunshot wound. Clear a bay in Resus!

Claire, bloods ready!

Zara, George, Aggie, with me! Grab a trolley! Let's go!

This way! - I need a clear way through all the way to Resus, thank you!

She's in the back!

Doors!

OK, this happened when? In minutes?

About 20 minutes ago.

All right. What's her name? - Rachel.

Sir, I need you to get out of the car.

Rachel, can you look at me? - Come on, Rach.

Listen to me, Rachel. We're about to move you.

You're going to be in the hospital in 30 seconds, OK?

I need you to do your very best just to breathe normally.

OK, on my three.

One! Two! Three! Go!

Secure. - And again.

Get her on a fucking stretcher!

Go! Go, go, go!

Your heart's going to be racing, Rachel. We know that.

We aim to fix it.

Jamie! Jamie!

Jamie!

Don't be expecting a fucking thank you off me. -No, listen to me.

Get everyone's phones and get yourselves out of here.

No, we're staying here with Rachel.

The armed response will be here in five minutes, tops.

And then, in an hour's time,

they'll be kicking your fucking doors in.

MONITOR BEEPS RAPIDLY

She's tachycardic.

Keep squeezing in the bloods, gently.

FLATLINE TONE ALARMS BEEP

Gently on the bloods still. CPR and pads.

ALARMS BEEP

Bobby...

Bobby, mate, I need your phone and your keys, to your house.

Fine. -Ta.

You see, all the laptops and the iPads,

I need to get them locked up and safe, yeah?

Yeah. -All right, mate.

Are you coming with us, Mum? - No, I'm staying here.

JAMIE SIGHS OK.

All right, we'll see yous later, yeah?

Yeah. - See you later.

Be careful, all right? - Yeah.

SIRENS APPROACH

Armed police! Hands in the air!

On your knees! Do not move!

Keep them exactly where I can see them!

HE SCREAMS