Original subtitles

What's your name, Officer?

It's Daphne.

Why us?

I mean, is it all of us he's sending a message to, or...?

No point asking questions we can't answer.

But are we, like, in danger?

What did I just say?

No. We should tell them.

The police. Don't be soft.

We don't want this getting out.

People are wary enough of us as it is.

Wait. "Arrow." "Sparrow."

You what?

Arrow, Sparrow.

Arrow, Sparrow. It rhymes.

Fuckin' hell, are you malfunctioning, or what?

I'm just saying it rhymes.

It might have summat to do with it.

He's not a beat poet, Ronan, he's a psychopath.

You all reckon it's me he's after, don't you?

Like what you said when he was up here.

He mentioned me being on this "list", or summat?

Yeah, it's not you.

Why?

It's me.

I think it's a message to me.

Go on.

He asked me, if.. if... if he made it out OK,

or summat, could I help him.

And I... I just...

I said, "Yeah, whatever."

We need to tell the police.

We won't feel safe until they catch him.

No-one round here will.

What do you think?

REPORTER: As the search for the murder suspect Scott Rowley

continues into the second week, many questions remain.

How has one man been able to evade

hundreds of police officers?

How long will restrictions in and out of the county continue?

And when and how

will this manhunt come to an end?

RAISED VOICES OUTSIDE

DOOR OPENS

What on Earth...?

Rosie! Mum! I thought I heard you!

He wouldn't let me in. Why have you got people at the door?

Are you safe? Yeah. Come in, love, come in.

Sorry.

Kids?

Mum! Mum!

Oh, come here!

Oh, I'm glad I'm here now!

I don't know what else to say.

What else is there?

You left, Ian.

You stepped outside this marriage, even for a moment,

to question it. No. Yes!

Well, that's my job.

It's my job to act without bias or prejudice.

You know, my job, which I...

..I gave up everything for -

my family... I'm your wife!

And you thought I could have been this other person,

this spy!

I thought you were in danger, Helen.

I was just trying to protect...

Why does it matter so much, finding them,

that you would sacrifice even...?

Because I need to know!

SOBS

And I need to know about that night...

..because it could have been different.

It didn't have to happen!

And you, you...

SIGHS

You kept such a big part of yourself secret from me, Helen.

I kept it from everyone.

I blocked it out from myself.

That's how some people deal with trauma, Ian.

That's how they survive.

Is that why you didn't want kids?

What?

Why you were against having a family?

Because you should have told me. I wanted them, and you knew that.

That is so unfair!

You should have trusted me.

If you'd trusted me with your past, then...

Don't talk to me about the past, Ian!

You spent a life living on the outskirts,

running from things that have happened. Fine.

Can't bear to face up to your father till it's too late,

ignore your brother because it's too bloody painful.

Having children wouldn't have fixed any of that.

That's on you, Ian St Clair, not me.

So what now?

How have they not found him? I mean, if I'd been here, Mum,

I'd have gone in them woods meself. I'd have pulled him out

and I'd have killed him with me own bare hands!

I mean, this is unbelievable.

This is unbelievable!

This doesn't happen!

I want to see him. Dad.

You don't want to see him, love, no, not like this.

Just... Just remember him as he was.

Has she shown her face?

Well, yeah, she...

..she's been very good, an' all, Cathy.

I mean, this hurts her, too, doesn't it?

I mean, he's nothing to do with her, really, is he?

I don't know, in...

..in the cold light of day,

none of that old stuff seems to matter.

Wow. What?

Oh, nothing. I mean... it's not my war. I mean,

I've been saying for years to

bang your bloody heads together and sort it out.

She's matured ten years since I've seen her last.

Yeah, well, er...

...I've something to tell you about that.

Right...

JULIE EXHALES

She's seeing a boy.

She's 17, Mum. She'll be seeing lots of boys.

Yeah, but it's that Ronan Sparrow.

What?!

I'm no psychologist, but I've got this, like,

supernatural ability to sense when my wife is a bit tense.

What's that Star Wars thing?

"A disturbance in the Force"!

Thanks.

You know what I reckon, with my wise old head

that I've been giving a good wobble all morning?

That caravan.

We bought that so we could tour the coast together.

No kids, hotels, other guests,

nosy parkers. Just us.

Well, we can't leave now.

No, no, not now. But...

..just saying.

I love you.

And that's the only thing that... Doesn't change.

Everything else, anything else, we can...

..chuck away, put on hold, run a mile from.

We can do anything we like,

relying on no-one else, just...

..just...

..finding ways to be...

..happy together.

Like we always have.

So you just, er...

..let me know, yeah?

Where are you?

We found tyre tracks

just south of the old pit,

but they didn't go past the perimeter of the woods.

And we have another arrow at the Sparrow farm

from about 5pm yesterday,

about an hour after we tried to take Andy Fisher alive.

But he has £15,000 with him

to potentially help him on his way.

Given the community impact assessment,

I think a public meeting wouldn't be a bad thing.

A lot of people are finding this traumatic,

so anything we can do to support would be good.

OK.

Can I grab a private word with you two?

CHATTER

The Home Office have confidentially confirmed

that there was an undercover officer here in '84.

Right. So, who is it?

They won't tell me.

I don't blame them, and I'm not pushing it.

Yeah, but this is an ongoing investigation!

There are hundreds of former officers from this unit

who are allowed their anonymity for their own safety,

and, so far, no-one's been able

to explain why exposing this person now would help...

Scott might be looking for them.

He could be on his way to them right now, for fuck's sake.

Then you'd better find him. And please calm down.

What about the people of this community?

Don't they deserve to know?

Do you think your proximity to this might be

clouding your judgment at all, DCS St Clair?

Oh, fuck off!

Could you give us a moment, please?

No. No, he's been my partner throughout this.

He's behaved with integrity and professionalism,

so if you've anything to say to me, say it in front of him.

All right.

I'm saying there are more important things

than your personal curiosity about who this person is.

Do not pursue. That's an order.

Sir.

CHATTER

PHONE BUZZES

I know being from two different forces has sometimes felt

that we're not always on the same side.

But it has its benefits.

I've got a friend down south.

He's a crime scene photographer.

Way back when, he was struggling a bit,

so, er, I got him into recovery, which helped save

his marriage, his job.

He always felt like he owed me one.

I always told him not to bother,

but he wouldn't let it go,

said he'd find a way to pay me back...

..like taking forensic photos of a dead ex-copper's phone...

..and the four numbers he sent his last message to.

DOOR OPENS

Thank you.

Hi.

I'm just, er...

Well...

Oh, right, yeah, OK.

Sorry.

You OK?

No. Not really.

I wasn't sure whether you'd still be here or not.

Yeah, yeah, still here. I thought about...

But I can't quite seem to exit the scene...

...not until the job's done.

Force of habit.

KNOCK ON DOOR

No. No. Sorry. Sorry.

Erm...

Erm...

I wasn't expecting...

I mean, obviously, I've thought...

Well, no, I don't mean that.

I just... I just didn't imagine...

Are you sure?

I don't know.

Are you?

God, come here.

I'm sorry.

EXHALES

SNIFFS

"Beauty is truth, truth...

"...beauty."

DIALLING

RINGING TONE

LINE DISCONNECTS

DIALLING

I'm guessing this is you...

..cos you're the only one who answered out of the four.

Keats.

That your code name?

So, why did you answer?

You worried?

Curious about how close we're getting?

I wonder if we've met.

I know you, don't I?

I wonder what it's like, living a lie like that...

..all those years.

And that's... That's quite something.

Almost sociopathic.

BREATH TREMBLES

I'm sorry.

That's not fair.

Everyone carries lies around, don't they?

Secrets.

I get it.

I've buried all my shit over the years.

In '84, it were you, weren't it?

You gave the names, those who started the fire.

Well, you weren't alone.

I named them, too.

My own father.

And his friends.

So there you go, you didn't do it on your own.

Tell me who you are, and we can fix it.

We can fix it together.

I want to help...

..because you're in danger.

LINE DISCONNECTS

EXHALES

Go on, it's all right.

Yeah. Yeah!

OK. Bye. Bye.

All right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

God, you forget, don't you,

how easy and simple it all feels at that age,

before we complicate it all with things that hardly matter?

Still, actually, I suppose they've got

some things in common, haven't they?

Both their grandads down the pits.

Didn't you always say that, that your old man was...

I can drop her back at yours after, if you like.

Yeah. Yeah, that's good. Thanks.

QUIETLY I'm going to go.

No, come on.

I need to go.

I don't want to be... Look, just stay and have a bit of breakfast.

Coffee. Have some coffee. Hello. Morning. Morning.

Thank you.

There you go.

Well, that's not great, is it?

What?

Well, she must know who I am.

And why would we be having breakfast together here?

But you're staying here. What, are you embarrassed?

No! But I am the headmistress of the school, and...

We didn't do anything.

We just... I'm married.

To someone who betrayed you.

No! Did he?

I'd forgotten!

I don't know.

This thing...

..with my husband...

I should be crushed, shouldn't I? On the floor?

But I'm not.

I'm not.

And I think it's because...

..I'm not the same person you fell in love with back then.

Kevin, I don't think the best thing for me right now

is to throw myself into...

You don't have to say it. It's OK.

For the first time in a long time, it's OK.

It's like, erm...

It's like a spell's been broken.

And in a way...

..it makes other things

possible again.

We're holding a community meeting at the Welfare later.

Everyone's welcome.

Oh, where the bloody hell are you?

DOOR OPENS

What the fuck?

MOTORBIKE ENGINE STARTS

You bastard!

This is Mickey Sparrow.

Rowley's here. The allotment.

He's got a bike. I'm going after him.

BREATHES HEAVILY

Right...

Boss!

Eyes on Rowley.

DOG BARKS

SIREN WAILS

SIREN WAILS

Right, you little shit.

You think you're the new badass of this place.

I'll show you badass!

GROANS

SIREN APPROACHES

Scott...

SIRENS APPROACH

Hey! Move!

Move back!

Move!

Move back!

Scott!

Listen to me.

I need you to listen to me now.

Come on, this is over.

I promise to listen

to what you have to say,

if you drop that weapon now.

Get in there!

Clear the bow.

Stay still! Cuff him.

POLICE OFFICER: Scott Rowley, look at me. Look at me.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

I'm sorry.

BOTH SOB

You murdered Gary Jackson on the evening of Sunday 12th,

when he were coming back from the club.

You know I did.

You have to say it, for the record.

You murdered Gary Jackson

on the evening of Sunday 12th... Yeah.

Why?

Gary bullied your dad.

Well, a lot of people bully me dad.

He in't a strong man.

Have you met me dad?

But that's a conclusion

you knew we would entertain, surely.

Your dad was one side of the miners' strike,

your victim was the other.

No, I didn't kill him because of the fucking miners' strike!

What, so it wasn't a revenge thing? You didn't plan it?

No, I planned it. So don't be making out it was some...

..that it weren't planned.

People didn't...

They didn't see me.

Online, they did. But...

That man, Gary...

..everybody saw him.

Whistling, walking,

name-calling, proud as Punch, you know, no shame.

And there I was, getting sent down

for something I didn't even do, and no-one cared!

Well, I bet people are seeing me now.

Aren't they?

What about these arrows you've been firing round the place?

Chakarabartis',

train, golf course, the Sparrows'. What about them?

Just small people.

Hypocrites and liars, probably.

The Sparrows owed me, offered help.

And the message in the lock-up? "You're all liars"?

Yeah.

You are.

Everyone is.

You know, folk always make judgments about people -

me, me family, being odd.

But when you peer into their lives...

..they've all got their secrets.

Then there's you lot... running round

like headless chickens, trying to put it all together!

When there's nowt to put together! Fuckin' hell!

So you weren't after this spy cop?

But you knew about that, didn't you?

Yeah. I saw it in that bloke's emails, his solicitor.

So?

So?

Who is it?

I ain't got a clue, mate!

You left a note

in the forest.

Yeah, yeah, I figured

that's what you might be thinking.

So I thought, yeah, good to keep that going,

send you all in circles.

I hoped if I could lie low long enough,

then the police'd assume I'd gone,

start to drift off themselves,

meaning I could slip away easier.

I were close.

Wasn't I?

You said you're getting sent down

for something you didn't do.

But you did do it, didn't you?

Claiming unemployment when you had

your father's pit...

Yeah, well, I didn't know you couldn't do that!

I didn't know you couldn't

claim if you had savings, savings I didn't even ask for,

his guilt money for passing me

off onto that woman and then having to take me back again.

Where'd I learn that from, eh?

School? College?

They don't care lads like me, somewhere like this. No-one does.

That's no justification for taking a man's life.

Yeah, what about my life?

What life? I mean...

And you're told, aren't you?

"You don't deserve any better. You're just..."

You're just a man.

A white working-class man.

And northern.

Not even northern, not even that. Not even here.

Where we're from, we're nowhere.

All the old men round here are so...

..so proud.

Proud of what?

They're going nowhere.

And they don't see it.

I see it.

I'm not...

..complaining, I'm not denying anything.

It is what it is.

IAN CLEARS THROAT

He didn't know.

Our undercover cop had nothing to do with any of it,

all this. Yeah, but we know.

We know they're out there.

Yeah.

But what difference would it make, exposing them

after all this?

You got your man, Ian.

You got your man. It's over.

So, what will you do now? I don't know.

I have this weird and overwhelming desire

to go and get a hug from my son.

Well, thanks for all your help.

I mean it. Sorry we didn't...

..wrap everything up the way that we hoped.

Well, maybe in the end there was nothing to wrap up.

Wild-goose chase and all that.

Maybe don't go tormenting yourself

chasing old ghosts, eh?

Right, well...

..see ya.

Go well.

Hi. Hi.

All right?

QUIET CHATTER

Hey.

There's the meeting agenda. No, you're all right, love, thanks.

Right, well, er,

thank you, er, all for coming. Erm...

..I'm not sure if, er, anyone has any experience

of this kind of thing, but, erm, we, the police...

..with the help of a facilitator, are aware

of the stress an incident like this can have on the community.

And it can be helpful to express our feelings around it.

As you know, we've charged someone

and we have them in custody.

Wouldn't have taken so long if he'd targeted working miners.

Well, he weren't targeting miners.

It didn't stop you lot stirring it all up again, though, did it?

That's not the purpose of this meeting.

What? You just said that you wanted us to air our feelings.

Didn't you?

I mean, their side...

..they're always airing their feelings.

Gary did. I'm sorry, Julie,

I am, but how many of us here

have had to hear that word thrown at us

time and time and time again, year after year, eh? Al? Fred?

Well, maybe you should have had the courage to stay out.

Can we just maybe...?

It wasn't about courage!

It's the thing your side never understood.

It wasn't about having courage, it was about...

...having brains, you daft bastard.

Careful, Fred.

Look where we are!

The land we were born onto, the coal beneath our feet,

it had no future. It were dying!

That's no-one's fucking fault,

for God's s...

And you lot were just in denial about it.

Or, er...

..start a fight. Well, y'know, anyone can do that.

Instead, some of us wanted to

make sure we could eke out for as long as possible

everything we could get from it, so that, y'know...

...there was something left to rebuild on.

Yeah, and how's that working out for you, Fred, eh?

They used you, man.

They used Nottinghamshire miners

to break a whole class of people.

You broke that. You broke that,

you and your bullies. Yeah, that's what it was,

it was bullying! Coming down here

to intimidate and frighten us.

And it was frightening! It was!

Frightening!

And it shouldn't be.

No-one should be...

..frightened in their own homes.

And that's why I...

..I can't forgive him...

..my own son...

..how scared he made you all.

For no reason!

I should have talked to him more.

No, we don't do that, do we? We don't talk.

That's the most frightening fucking thing

of all, innit?

No. No.

Er...I know what we're expected to do, but I can't.

I can't forgive.

You lot, you always talk

like you're the victims, eh? Always.

What about the night of the fire, eh,

when we all tried to come together,

to recogni...

..to acknowledge the suffering your lot were going through? Eh?

And that's what you repaid us with!

I mean, look at him.

Don't! Well, look!

Don't!

DEAN SCOFFS

No-one...

No-one did this to me.

It were an accident.

That's it. That's all.

That's not a good enough story, is it?

There's nowhere to...

..nowhere to put your anger then...

..the blame.

I'm sorry...

..I blame.

We could've won.

United we stand, but divided we fell!

Scab county for evermore.

Which is exactly what they want, in't it?

Blame each other rather than them.

We're still bloody doing it!

They didn't care about us then. They don't care about us now.

They just use us.

I mean, look at what they still call us,

what we call ourselves - a "former mining town".

Why?

"Post-industrial."

How the hell are we meant to move on from that when even

the way we talk about ourselves is by what we aren't any more?

How are my grandkids...

..meant to imagine a future beyond that, eh?

40 years of this.

You get one bloody life.

I've learnt that this week, God knows.

One life, and we're... spending it hating.

Aren't you all tired?

I am.

So fucking tired.

CHILD: Hi!

And so what's he been saying?

½You can tell me. I can take it.

He's just, y'know...

..a messed-up young man. Angry. Lost.

So are a lot of people. They don't do what he did.

Well, it seems like he...

..developed an obsession with Gary.

Well, with your whole family.

Happy. Together. Y'know,

everything he never had.

Didn't stop everyone

making it about the past, though, did it?

Raking it up.

God! People!

So now what?

The circus packs up and leaves? It's over?

To some extent, yeah.

Hmm.

Then they go on to other things. Yeah.

Well, I can't.

I can't shake this need to know who this person is.

People say I should just drop it and move on, but, er...

I don't.

They lied about my husband

the night of the fire.

And whether it were deliberate or not doesn't matter.

It got him blacklisted, cost him everything.

You'll think I'm being daft now, but...

..I've been thinking a lot about the past, obviously,

and, er...

But maybe it's because me granddaughter,

she's going out with...

..with one of her lot, Daphne Sparrow. Her Ronan

and our Cinderella, a proper little Romeo and Juliet. But...

..she always said her dad were at Clipstone.

Now, maybe I've misremembered, maybe not, but I've checked,

and he weren't.

There were no Dunns at Clipstone.

And she never had other family here or nothing.

Well, not until she married into that lovely lot.

Like Steve McQueen in The Sting!

It's Bullitt, Dad.

You've got a great big dent in the side of the car.

Want me to get it bashed out?

No, leave it. Folk need to know it were me what caught him.

Hey, they must have questioned him by now.

Must've not said owt about us.

Nothing he can say. He's a murderer.

We can all relax.

Right, shout if you need anything from here,

otherwise it's going to the school for donations.

Rory, come on, love, help me bag this up.

Look at you! All right, all right!

Ow! All right, all right!

You're skinny! Look at them! Let's get some muscles on you.

You cheeky bugger!

I like your extension.

Oh! Yeah. Er...

We had it done...

Yeah. Rosie had just turned 21.

We had a party.

That must have been nice.

So, what's Fred said?

Is he going to visit him?

Do you know what? Don't answer that.

I don't want to know.

Here.

Oh, God!

I found it in Gary's stuff.

Look at us! Couldn't tear us apart, could they?

All the things we've done separately since...

..birthdays, christenings...

..kids' parties.

You never even actually came to my wedding.

I did attend.

Sort of.

On the day...

..Gary knew I was going to feel...

I mean, even though he weren't going to relent, you know -

"She's marrying a scab," and all that...

But... Well, you can... You can see the registry office

from the Co-op car park,

so he let me drive there and park up and...

...I just sat there with a little, cheap

bottle of plonk, screw-top, and...

..I just, you know, sat there so you didn't see me.

Just quietly on me own, just had a little...

I did see you.

And I were ever so grateful.

We're a right fucking pair, aren't we?

FOOTSTEPS COMING DOWNSTAIRS

I need to ask you something.

I know I've no right, but I'm just, erm...

Go on.

This undercover unit, we think they...

..they were using dead kids' names to build

their, erm, you know, their characters.

Right.

Well, I've been ordered not to pursue, so I can't...

..use the police computer.

But there...

..might be social work records on some of them.

And I just thought that if you could...

SIGHS

Thank you.

I need to start with her.

Daphne Dunn. That was her maiden name.

Now, if she stole that name, then...

..like I say, who knows?

TYPING

I understand why you kept it to yourself, Helen.

I do.

I see it every day in my job,

what people go through, so I understand.

And what I said about kids...

..I'm sorry.

We made that choice, you and me.

And I don't know how I would have survived

without us being together. So I am...

..I'm sorry.

CHILDREN SHOUT AND LAUGH

Don't normally see you at this sort of thing.

Small-town village life.

Yeah, well, I just thought I'd show me face

a bit more, you know?

Anything?

There was a Daphne Dunn who...

..died as a child in 1965 down in Peterborough, but...

..can't be sure of it, so...

All right? If you can take your seats...

So what are you going to do?

Are you going to confront her here?

So, I think I can safely say...

I don't know. ...that we're very glad

to be all together this morning

in the safety and the warmth of our school.

You've already given so generously,

so I'm sorry to ask,

but we might need a little bit extra

for those that can afford it.

Coming up to Christmas time,

which means it's panto season!

Oh, no, it isn't!

ALL: Oh, yes, it is!

And we'd love to take every one of our kids

to see it this year.

So during the next song, anyone who wants to

buy a ticket for one child,

just text this number on the screen

with your name

and how many tickets you want to buy.

And by the end of the song, we'll see how many

lucky Sherwood Community School pupils

we've got a seat for so far.

And only if you feel like you can.

Thank you!

PIANO PLAYS

# All things bright and beautiful

# All creatures great and small... #

Should contribute something. Why?

People should see our name.

How many kids in a class? 30?

30 tickets.

You're going to bleed me dry, you are.

MICKEY SIGHS

All of 'em.

We'll get tickets for each kid.

How's that for a modern-day Robin Hood, eh?

Go on,

type it in. "All tickets." All right, hang on.

I've not got me glasses on.

Fuck does that mean? "All Keats"?

Where you going?

Erm, I won't be long.

DOOR OPENS

Mum?

Don't.

Don't!

SOBS

You're going to take it all away from me. Aren't you?

DAPHNE SIGHS

As if none of this was real, this...

..this life I've lived.

I'd rather end it all now as Daphne Sparrow...

..than go back to being her...

..the person who...

..who caused all this.

You can't make me go back to being her.

They made you do that job.

They should never have put you in that position.

We were kids...

..young coppers, both of us, in the middle of that madness.

And, yeah, we fucked up. But we didn't cause that mess.

That weren't down to us.

I needed to know.

I'm sorry.

But nobody else needs to know, I promise you.

We keep this between us.

You're lying.

Police lie. No.

When I told you on the phone that we can work together,

I meant that.

I don't deserve to...

..to carry on amongst these people that I've just...

Hey. Look.

This is your home.

You made this life.

We need to stop being trapped by the past.

What matters is the here and now,

and here and now you are Daphne Sparrow.

This is your family, your friends. You belong here.

And I'm asking you to trust me.

Please.

CHANTING

REPORTER: As the miners filed in,

coal board officials were waiting to welcome them.

CHATTER

REPORTER: Both Annesley and Ollerton pits

are now likely to shut,

with the loss of 1,400 jobs.

MINER: This were me last resort, to be honest, mining,

well, what I thought was going to be a good future.

SECOND MINER: I've no actual trade. I've just...

Not happening. There's no jobs out there, really,

not for someone who's not got a skill.

DOOR CLOSES

We're about to be overtaken

by a revolution

which will sweep away almost every distinctive feature

of the British industrial relations system.

All right?

I, er...I've brought some beers.

Best come in, then.

REPORTER: Now, here's another quite incredible addition

to the tale of the recent Nottinghamshire manhunt,

which we now know was one of the largest in British history.

It's being speculated that many tens of thousands of pounds was

hidden by one of its suspects and is still out there.

Buried treasure in Sherwood Forest.

You couldn't make it up!