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WIND WHISTLES

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What the hell are you doing with that?

You left it lying around in the bathroom.

Jesus Christ, Cal!

Wha...

Mum, you're gonna get the sack before you've even properly started.

Sweetheart, you could kill yourself with this.

You never even load it. That's not the point!

Just promise me you'll never, ever touch it again, OK?

Well, don't leave it lying around in the bathroom, then.

What do you want for your dinner?

Gin.

GULLS CRY

CAR UNLOCK BEEPS

LOW, PERSISTENT BEEPING

Hiya.

SIREN WAILS

MAN: Call it in.

Uniform Uniform, Bravo Lima 72,

southbound approaching Cairntown Road.

Just say we need backup.

What? Just say we need backup.

Backup, backup. Over.

OVER RADIO: Bravo Lima 72 from Uniform,

vehicle is Op Gulliver nominal. Over.

Shit.

Does that mean....?

What about that backup, Barney?

I'm all over it, mate.

SHE GASPS, TYRES SCREECH

CLUNK Jesus.

Remember your training, Grace. Get the rifle.

No. You cover. Yeah?

GROANING

BOY: Hey!

Help me! Help!

Fuck's sake! Get me out of here!

I'm stuck.

Please! Get me out of here!

DRIVER PANTS

Look who it is. Get me out of here!

STEVIE CHUCKLES

Come on! Get me out of the car!

HE GRUNTS

Get me out of this car! Gordy Mackle, as I live and breathe.

Get me out!

It's grand.

Uniform Uniform, Bravo Lima 72,

stand down backup. Over.

Roger that. Well!

Fuck's sake. Get me out!

First of all, I have to ask you, do you have a head injury?

No! No? I don't think so.

MATERIAL RIPS

GORDY GROANS

So how's about now?

Wanker!

Sir, I'm arresting you under suspicion

of taking a vehicle without consent of the owner.

You do not have to say anything,

but I must caution you

that if you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in court

it may harm your defence.

If you do say anything it may be given in evidence.

Do you understand the caution?

Suck my cock.

Hang on a second while I get that verbatim for the judge.

S-U-C-K... Fuck off!

Do you have any idea whose car you stole?

You're in deep shit, Gordy. Deep shit.

No comment.

Dickhead.

Uniform Uniform, Bravo Lima 72. Can you task Recovery?

We've got one arrest, a Mr Mackle heading back to custody.

Over. Roger that, Stevie.

There's a discrepancy... MUFFLED CHATTER

PHONES RING

Tommy, I heard you have to do the firearms test again.

Who told you that?

I hated my probation period.

Just that feeling you could just...screw up

and be chucked out on your ear at any given moment.

He'll be fine.

Well, let's hope so, huh?

DISTANT SIRENS

LOCKER SLAMS

Thirsty?

Very. Mm.

Out drinking the night before a shift?

SHE BELCHES Ugh...

S-So, er,

Colin's code...

Tell us, Jen. I mean, who actually was Colin?

Did he serve here, like, in this section?

Was he, like...?

I mean, was he...?

You'll find out...

..when the time's right.

See you at the midday briefing! "When the time's right."

Jesus! She actually makes me want to throw up.

If I get through probation, right, without punching her

in the friggin' face, it'll be a flippin' miracle.

I mean, you do know, right?

She is only on the fast-track programme

because of who her ma is.

Like, what sort of arrogant dickhead

applies for the fast-track programme, anyway?

Honestly! Yeah, I know.

Totally.

Oh... SHE LAUGHS

No!

Don't tell me you're fast-track.

Are you?

Seriously?

Fuckin' hell!

Unbelievable.

DOOR SHUTS

DOOR SHUTS, PHONES RING

That car.

Huh?

What do you notice about it?

Er, it's black. Ugh...

I'm not asking for a description for the partially sighted.

Come on. What make and model is it?

It's, erm...

..a Volkswagen?

Passat, 2009, 2010...

About...12 years old, at least.

But look at the plates.

Oh, yeah.

It's a newer plate.

Yeah, but it's only registered two years.

Which is just a wee bit off.

SIREN WAILS

All right. HE SIGHS

All yours, Columbo.

Well, go on!

OK.

You look lovely.

BEEP

Come on, you piece of shit.

Good morning, sir.

Can I see your driving licence, please?

ENGLISH ACCENT: I've forgotten my wallet.

Would you have another form of ID, please, sir?

No. I don't.

Come on! Bastard thing.

Ma'am,

could I see your ID, please?

Come on!

Shit!

Can I ask you both to step out of the car now, please?

No.

Sorry about that.

It's, er... It's his first time.

Get your act together, will you?

ENGINE STARTS

Well, come on!

What was that? GERRY GRUNTS

"No records found."

Hmph!

I thought every vehicle was on the system.

Not every vehicle, no.

They're undercover, son.

Sneaky beakies.

Sneaky fucking beakies!

ENGINE STARTS

MUSIC: Blue Collar Jane by The Stripes

# Blue collar Jane Lives in 54

# Always got a teacup When she knocks upon my door... #

DOGS BARK, CHILDREN SHOUT

GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO

My turn.

ROCK MUSIC STARTS

# You got your red shorts on With that there's nothing wrong

# Think I'll get myself another drink... #

What? Nothing. Nothing. # Dancing in your underwear Looks so good it's just not fair

# Pretty girls don't do that sort of thing

# It's getting hot in here It's took the chill off my beer

# Cool do-o-o-own... #

# I like the way you move Shaking hips... #

Go on.

Flapjack?

Honey and oatmeal.

People think these are easy to make.

It's the consistency, is the thing. You need to put

the right amount of honey so that they don't...

Nah. No, thanks.

Four weeks, you haven't eaten a thing I've made you.

I've got these.

# You've got your hair done today Looking good in that way... # Mm!

# That only you can pull off

# Let's go for a drive... # What are you doing?

You don't want to be wearing your name badge around here.

Are you serious?

Cover's here. MUSIC STOPS

Make this quick, will you?

In and out? Ten minutes, in and out.

Everything OK, mate?

We had a run-in with the sneakies.

C4? Nah, they were English.

I'm thinking Det, maybe Box. Either way...

All right, we'll make this quick.

# Just like the lightning

# That never strikes twice... #

# Baby, if I don't jump aboard

# This train is gone

DOG BARKS, CAR ALARM WAILS

HORN HONKS, ALARMS CONTINUE

ONLOOKERS MUTTER

DOORBELL RINGS

Don't fuck this up.

Hello. He's dead, isn't he?

No, Angela. If he was dead, I'd have my hat on.

Then what? What, then?

Can we come in?

Thanks.

You're a brave wee peeler, aren't you?

DISTANT: Fuck off.

Mrs Mackle, Gordy's been in a car accident,

but he's not injured.

Physically, he's fine.

However, the car he was driving... Which he stole.

Do you know James McIntyre?

Why are you asking me that?

Well, I'm just... I'm just asking if you know him.

Everybody knows who James McIntyre is.

OK. Well... GRACE INHALES

..the car that he was driving, it was James McIntyre's.

He's on the terrorism and organised crime watchlist.

Mrs Mackle, do you know what I'm saying to you?

Gordy could now be under threat from an extremely dangerous man.

SHOUTING OUTSIDE WINDOW

Angela?

Angela, is there something you want to tell us?

No.

No.

CROWD MURMUR And fuck away off!

Fucking peelers!

THEY CHEER

Get to fuck. Nobody wants you here, you fu...

OK. Well...

..if you notice anything suspicious

or if you and Gordy need any help, you call me.

SHOUTING CONTINUES OUTSIDE

"Help"?

Yeah, help.

Just...call me.

STEVIE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Right, OK.

I'll be off, then.

Wait!

Just cos you're here, um...

..do you know a place called the Palace?

The Palace near The Heights? What about it?

Gordy's just spending an awful lot of time there recently. And?

I don't know.

I don't know. I...I don't know.

OK.

Fuck you, peeler! CLAMOUR

HECKLING CONTINUES

Fuck off! CLANG

GLASS SMASHES, GRACE GASPS Jesus Christ!

SIREN WAILS

Yeah, you go fuck yourself. Fucking dirty bastards.

You enjoying yourself? SIREN WAILS

GLASS SMASHES

What did you do that for?

Do what? Give her your contact card.

Well... I gave it her because...

What if she wants to contact me? If she needs help?

They're frequent flyers, Grace.

What? The Mackles!

Angela and her kid, we've been dealing with them for years.

You can't solve their problems for them.

Well, why not?

Are you serious?!

Yeah. I am. Explain to me what the problem is.

Well, if she calls you looking for help, what'll you do for her?

I'm going to help her.

Grace...

..we do what we can on the day. That's it.

That's where the job ends - on the day.

You try and do any more than that, you're not going to last a year.

You won't even make it through probation!

I'm serious.

What age are you?

What?

It's none of your business! No, I'm not being cheeky.

What age are you?

Late thirties?

I'm 41.

Right. So you had a job before this one. What was it?

Look, you're my tutor con. Did you not read my file?

You think they pay me enough

to find out what my probationer used to do for a living?

I was a social worker.

Of course you were.

Of course you fucking were!

Oh, my God! Of course! HE LAUGHS

Oh, my God. Of course you were.

What? Nothing!

I love social workers.

Oh, yeah. Great. Yeah. Great job.

So he's been released from custody

and we haven't charged him with anything?

There was no complaint.

But we caught him driving a stolen car. Did you?

It's just the owner of the vehicle

says he was driving it with his permission.

Oh, shit.

No way!

Well, what about the licence? SANDRA SCOFFS

Gordy Mackle passed his driving test three weeks ago.

Ah.

He's even on the vehicle insurance.

Magnificent.

So from my perspective, you've caught him in the act of,

what, driving without R plates?

What do you reckon we should do? Solitary confinement?

Throw away the key?

Come on.

Maybe we should charge you with wasting police time.

Come on. Yeah...

Mm.

We had another domestic on the early at the Brennans' on Oldpark.

They own the butcher's shop on the Waterville Road.

Wife went for the husband with a knife.

She heard he was doing a special offer on his sausage.

LAUGHTER Yes, thank you.

He's not making a complaint,

but let's keep an eye on that situation.

Maybe we could do a STEAK-out.

Right?

You know, like steak.

Because he's a butcher.

OK, moving on.

Our main incident of interest from the early shift was that

Gordon Mackle was caught driving the car of James McIntyre.

For our new recruits, McIntyre and his entire family

are persons of significant interest

to our colleagues in the Paramilitary Crime Task Force,

and it's our job to keep tabs on them

as best we can. Until now, Gordon Mackle

has been on our radar only in terms of petty crime.

From this moment on,

please regard Gordy Mackle as an Op Gulliver nominal,

same status as the rest of the McIntyre gang.

Let's put him on the stop-and-search list,

make his life uncomfortable.

Any spec on his movements?

His mum says he's spending time at a place called The Palace.

That place is a bit out of the way for a wee lad from the View.

Yeah. That's what I was thinking. We could take a drive over there.

Thank you.

Anything else?

We came across the sneaky beakies earlier.

Is there something we should know?

Not that I'm aware of, no.

Er, I have a file to prep for Crown Court.

Needs to be done today.

I was wondering if I could stay behind to finish it.

No, we're short-handed as it is. Sorry.

We are falling behind in the court files.

Makes sense to get them done.

We can stand you up in the shift pattern if we need to.

OK, everybody, thank you very much.

Probationary Constable Conlon, Ellis and Foster, a word.

And those of you on double shift today,

don't forget to log the hours.

Well, it's been a month. Two more months of probation left.

How do you feel it's going?

Well...

Good?

Yeah, all right. Fine, ma'am.

Sarge, not ma'am.

Sorry, m... Sarge.

Do you want to know how I think it's going for the three of you?

Not very well...to put it mildly.

Your marksmanship is terrible.

If you don't fix it, you're not going to make it.

You arrested someone this morning for a crime they didn't commit.

And the word is you came in this morning hungover.

No, I...I was...

It's not good enough from any of you, not even nearly.

Don't think I won't fail all three of you if I have to.

Constable Ellis, the Inspector wants to see you in his office.

What?

You two, get your call sign

and at least try to act like police officers.

Constable Conlon? You're with me today.

UNDER BREATH: Jen, the wee bitch!

PHONES RING

KNOCK ON DOOR

Constable Ellis... Sir?

I, er...

I got your email.

My email? What email?

I'm going to step away from my desk,

and, er, you can come round here and read

the email that you sent me... CLICKING

..approximately 30 minutes ago.

I'll remind you that my office is covered by CCTV.

Sorry.

No. I haven't sent this.

This isn't me.

Take a seat.

No, but I haven't... Take...

..a seat!

Now, as I see it, there are two possibilities here.

Either four weeks into your probation period

as a new police officer

and without ever having spoken to me,

you've asked me out on a date,

or... No, sir... OR...

..you left your login open at your desk

and one of your colleagues has decided to play a prank.

Well, I... Now, if it's the latter,

I suggest you log out every time

you leave your desk. Yep.

And if it's the former, well...

..I'm afraid to inform you that I am very happily married.

Well, sir... Dismissed.

LAUGHTER AND CHEERING You cheeky, cheeky bastards!

You... Was it you? Oh, man!

Don't worry, I'm going to get you back. Jesus Christ!

You're looking for Colin, aren't you?

He's not up there.

The mysterious Colin is not a dead cop.

Come on.

The man in the red ski jacket that just walked past.

Did he have a backpack?

Er...

Backpack...

I'm the driver. You're the observer. Were you observing?

Er...

No.

What is an Op Gulliver nominal?

An individual suspected of being involved

in paramilitary activities

and crime and also terrorist-related offences.

When we stop and search an Op Gulliver nominal,

what legislative powers do we use?

The Justice and Security Act of Northern Ireland

200...7.

Why?

Cos you're about to use it.

BEEP

The one on the left is Gordy Mackle. All yours.

Be careful. The other one's the son of James McIntyre.

Gordon?

Gordon Mackle?

Bravo Lima 74, we are at 235 Limestone Way

engaged in a stop-and-search with an Op Gulliver nominal.

Under Schedule 2 of the Justice and Security Act 2007,

you have been selected for a stop-and-search.

RADIO: ID? Over.

Mo McIntyre. He's with Gordy Mackle.

You are detained for the purposes of said search.

Do you intend to comply with this request?

OK, I'm going to have to ask you to put your hands up, please.

Right. OK.

Put your hands down.

What?

I said, "Put your hands down," by your side.

Uniform Uniform, Bravo Lima 74.

We need that backup now. Over.

Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to step back, please.

Annie! Wait.

ANNIE GRUNTS

Stay! Stay down!

Get...off!

Off me! Get the fuck off!

Annie! Annie!

Stupid bitch!

Let's go! Annie, help me!

Mo! Mo!

Fuckin' what? HE CRIES OUT

HE GRUNTS What the fuck is in my eyes?

HE YELPS It's in my eyes!

Oh, shut up.

Annie! Argh! I can't see! SIRENS APPROACHING

HE MOANS Shut up!

Ow, my eyes! Just shut up.

SIRENS, HEARTBEAT AND SHOUTING BLEND TOGETHER

The Palace.

What a shithole.

Yeah.

Assisted pathway living. Huh?

It's a stepping stone for kids coming out of care.

Helps them make the transition into the real world.

Although a lot of them never really make it.

They just...fall through the cracks.

Tell me about it.

Hiya!

You all right?

I'm Grace. This is Stevie.

Do you mind if we come in? Erm, I'm not sure...

I just want to have a quick look around.

BEEP, DOOR BUZZES

DOOR SLAM ECHOES

So, how long have you been living here, then?

Erm... Sorry, I've...

Um...

I'm sorry. I'm just gonna...

DISTANT SIRENS

Oh, visitors' book.

Is that...Shakespeare?

Come on.

Constable Conlon, you need to turn on your bodycam every time.

I'm too far back to pick up sound.

And now his solicitor's down there giving Sandra all the shite

of the day. Look at it.

Just please look at it. He assaulted me

and her.

Do you want the bones of it?

"I was approached by a police officer who did not verbally

"provide her shoulder number." Did you?

I quoted the legislation right. I quoted the legislation...

The officer then misidentified the legislation.

No, I fucking didn't! Excuse me?

I'm sorry. I didn't. I didn't....

I'm sorry, right?

I didn't.

"The officer then misidentified

"the legislation under which she was stopping me..."

No... "..citing Schedule 2

"of the Justice and Security Act of Northern Ireland

"instead of Schedule 3." No, I...

I think... I can't remember what I done.

"The same officer then entered into

"an aggressive verbal altercation with my friend."

No, I did not. I didn't. I swear to God I didn't.

Did you hear what was said?

Not clearly. The traffic was heavy.

No-one is doubting your version of events, Constable,

but these bastards know the law better than we do half the time,

and now his arsehole solicitor's down there

pulling at threads, and it's working.

Yeah.

There's also a further allegation here.

An allegation?

"The officer took three steps towards me, putting me in fear

"for my personal safety, thus assaulting me."

Assaulting him?

Assaulting him?!

By putting him in fear for his personal safety.

Yes, assault, as the law defines it.

Oh, Jesus.

"After defending myself, I turned to escape the situation,

"only to be violently tackled to the ground

"by the second police officer

"in a second act of unwarranted police brutality."

"I will be filing a very serious complaint

"to the Police Ombudsman."

I need your statements by the end of the day.

You make up a single detail,

you stretch a single fact...

..you're out.

But you know what? I can promise you this now.

We will get Mo McIntyre in the long grass.

Not today or tomorrow...

..but we'll get him in the end.

All right? SHAKILY: Yeah.

Get to it.

I froze.

It happens. No, but I literally couldn't move.

Hey!

It happens.

Now...

..Colin's code.

What? The threat rate chart in the storage room.

Do you want to know who Colin really is?

Do you play golf, Sandra?

No.

I meet enough arseholes at work.

Likewise. DOOR BUZZES

WHISPERING: Wanker.

DOOR BUZZER

ENGINE STARTS

Right, Da?

In the back.

What?

Listen.

I don't hear anything. Exactly.

I've worked in three places like this,

and usually it's chaos. Why is it so dead?

Maybe because it's daytime and they're sleeping, you know?

Like bats.

Bats?

This is her room, the girl from downstairs.

How do you know it's her?

Her key fob.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hiya.

I can't talk to you!

Why not? I just....

I can't.

I'm busy.

Do you know Gordy Mackle?

RADIO: Bravo Lima 72, we have reports of a disturbance

on Northtown Parade in Carrick View,

female brandishing a knife. Over.

Received. Over.

Northtown Parade - that's Angela's street.

Listen, I don't know what's going on here,

but I want you to know that if you ever feel threatened

or in danger, you call us and we'll come immediately.

DOOR CHAIN RATTLES

All call signs,

report to the female in Carrick View estate armed with knives.

Any available call sign,

come in to Uniform. Over.

Agh! Paperwork, eh?

Nightmare.

SIREN WAILS

Bravo Lima 72 responding. Over. Can you task Police 77,

see if any top cover?

They should wait for cover. Shouldn't they?

72 from Uniform.

Be advised, we have reduced call signs. Shouldn't they?

Police helicopter 77 tasked elsewhere. No immediate backup.

OK. We're en route.

Try and get us that top cover when available. Over.

Joseph!

What are you doing here? ENGLISH ACCENT: We have a problem...

..or, rather, a series of problems.

Today, your officers have arrested not one but two

Operation Farset principals.

We've had two of your officers visit the home of a surveillance target,

Angela Mackle.

It's almost as if we'd not come to an agreement on this.

Look, I can't stop every single police operation. Yes, you can.

And you must. PHONE CHIMES

Great...

And now we have a call sign heading straight back into the middle of it.

Call them off.

Call them off!

SIREN WAILS

Oh, jeez, yeah. It's Angela.

Get them out of there. Now!

What? Who?

The call sign going into Carrick View. It's a set-up.

It's OOB as of this minute. Out of bounds.

Get them out of there!

Barney, tell Bravo Lima 72 to withdraw immediately.

Their location is OOB. Over.

RADIO: Roger that, Helen.

SHOUTING Put that down.

Put that fucking down! SHOUTING CONTINUES

Angela! Bravo Lima 72, withdraw immediately.

Your location is OOB. Over.

What?

Everybody step back, please!

Stay back, please. Do you have a problem with me?

Stevie, you're OOB. Withdraw immediately.

Over. Ahhh, you called the police, did you?

Angela, listen to me. Angela!

SHOUTING CONTINUES Step back! All right, Angela.

DOG BARKS Angela, listen to me. Angela!

Angela! SHOUTING

Back! OK, sir. Just get on the pavement, all right?

What do you fucking want? Angela, it's Grace.

Can you fucking... It's Grace from earlier today, sweetheart.

Can you put the knives down, OK?

Just put the knives down.

Angela... Grace.

..put the knives down. Fuck off! Angela, please.

Grace. Pull over. Yeah, pull over! It's Grace from earlier today.

Angela! Grace.

Oh, you're protecting your wee policewoman, are ya?

Yeah, get her into the car there.

I need you to put the knives down. Don't fucking tell me what to do!

Take her back with you to the cops. Yeah, go on! Grace, go now.

Let's go. We're out of bounds.

It's OOB. It's a credible imminent threat.

We need to go. Now. Let's go. Come on. No. I'm not leaving.

No, it is real!

Grace, this isn't real. It's fake. It's a set-up.

She's doing this to lure us in. We need to go now!

Let's go. What? Come on.

How long have we lived beside each other? Years!

Years we have lived beside each other!

No. You called them. No, it's real. You call them

and you say that I bring problems to this estate? Grace, this isn't real.

It's a fucking set-up. Look, we need to go.

Now! Stevie, it is real. OK?

Grace. Gr... SHOUTING CONTINUES

Angela... Angela, sweetheart, you need to listen to me.

Fuck!

Uniform Uniform, 72. Over. That is a negative.

You're going to have to override the OOB

and get us some backup. Over.

Working on it, Stevie.

Look, I was with you. I was with you this morning.

We were sitting in your kitchen. Step back!

I am not a threat. I promise you. I am not a threat.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY Get back!

ONLOOKERS CHATTER

Fucking tired of it! It is time you listened to me.

Angela, you need to put the knife down.

DOG BARKS, STEVIE SIGHS

Fuck off back! Who called her?

Out. Now. Tell them again.

They can't leave now. It's Article Two,

Right To Life. They need backup.

It's OOB.

We can't just leave them there alone.

HE SIGHS

Go get them.

Er, I need to finish this.

OK. Er, yeah. Constable Robinson, you stay here.

No, we need every driver we can get, and that means you too.

Yeah.

Fucking go!

HE SIGHS

UNDER BREATH: Fuck's sake!

Multiple Op Gulliver nominals.

The entire McIntyre gang just showed up. Over.

Backup on the way.

GLASS SMASHES, CHEERING

JEERING

SIREN WAILS

Name badge.

STEVIE, OVER RADIO: James McIntyre, Mo, the son, both here.

Shit. You OK with this?

Yeah. Yeah, it's fine.

Fuck 'em.

I have a son.

I have a son and he is the same age as Gordy.

You don't know what it's fucking like around here!

I promise you I'll help you. I promise you I will help. Bullshit!

You can't fucking help me.

It's not... Tell him to back off!

OK. All right. OK, just back off.

I'm backing off. Stevie, I promise you. Just back off.

Listen, it's not bullshit, I promise you.

I can help you.

What's happened? Just tell me. They're taking him away from me.

They're taking him away? Who? Who's taking him?

Who's taking him?

What?

You can't help me! No-one can help me!

You don't understand! They're all fucking together,

and there's that nothing I can do!

You are a mummy, OK?

JEERING

WOMAN: Get the fuck out of here!

No, hold on.

Helen, it's my job.

I can do this.

ONLOOKERS SHOUT

BEEP

I'm going to have to ask you to step back.

Listen to me, OK? Listen to me. I have a son, OK?

Back for more, are you?

See, you must be the type that likes it rough.

Somebody's getting shot the day. LAUGHTER

SPITTING, CROWD CLAMOUR

Is that all you can do?

Spit in my face?

Oi!

GRUNT, CROWD MURMURS

Just put them on the ground and follow me.

You can.

We're just going to put them on the floor.

I promise you, it's going to be fine.

All right? Don't worry about him. He's just here to help.

OK?

You just need to put them on the ground.

OK?

Just place them on the ground. That's it.

That's it.

OK, that's it. ANGELA SOBS

There we go. SOBBING

Come here.

KISS OK.

GRACE MURMURS

What are you doing? Cover.

What?

The rules of cover are you have a driver in the vehicle

at all times. Get out of the car, Jen.

CLEARING THROAT No.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

ANGELA SOBS

You're under arrest for possession of an offensive weapon.

Stevie, what are you doing? Let's go. Let's go.

ANGELA WAILS Where we going? What is he doing?

Let's go. Get her to the car.

SHOUTING INCREASES You're hurting me! Stop it!

Aah!

SOBBING: You're hurting me.

ANGELA PANTS No, no, no. No! Let's go.

No! Come on. No! Let's go, Grace. Go.

CROWD SHOUTS

GLASS SMASHES

ENGINE STARTS, SIREN WAILS

TYRES SCREECH

HYPERVENTILATING

Whoa!

CROWD YELL

Do you ever wonder what you'd do if you weren't a police officer?

What do you mean?

I would have liked to devote myself to the subject of theology.

I could have given my life to it.

What about you? PHONES RING

Ach...

Well, go on. I'd like to know.

Maybe something like a...

..like an outdoors instructor, you know, er, hiking,

abseiling, that sort of thing.

I could see that.

Lovely.

Although I did hear that you are

rather good at showing the younger officers the ropes.

What do you mean by that?

Release Angela Mackle from your custody.

Get her out and back to her house, get your people away from her.

From this moment on, she's out of bounds to the police.

Or, alternatively...

...you could go and join the fucking Boy Scouts.

CHEWING

PHONES RING

My pate's too moist.

It's sweating.

Did you know pate can sweat?

No, I did not.

That was pretty impressive, by the way.

What was?

All the shit you said to her to get her to drop the knives.

Well, it wasn't shit, Stevie. I meant it.

I am going to help her.

You do know, if you keep doing this job the way you've started,

you're going to get yourself into a lot of trouble?

Have you ever thought that maybe there's a different way

of doing this job?

It even sounds sweaty.

BELL RINGS

Were you scared?

Of course I was scared. You didn't look scared.

Did I look scared?

SHE LAUGHS You looked fucking terrified.

HE SIGHS

You did well, mate.

So, do you want to know who Colin is? From Colin's code?

What? You know? Mm-hm.

He was a new recruit three years ago.

Three years. Is that all?

Three months into his probation.

He's doing OK, no major issues.

He's on patrol on Halloween night,

out on the edge of Carrick View with Gerry.

What, Gerry Gerry?

Your Gerry, yes.

Erm, Gerry is the driver and Colin is observing.

So, some kids manage to sneak up behind the car

and throw fireworks underneath it.

They think it's a gun attack, obviously.

Gerry puts the foot down, but he looks in the rear-view mirror

and sees the kids running away... Right.

..works out pretty quickly what's just happened.

It's just a prank.

But then there's this...smell.

Smell?

Colin shat himself.

No! Colin shat himself because of a firework!

What, and Gerry told everybody?

Nah. Gerry kept schtum. Partners' rules.

But, er, Colin had to get new trousers back at the station.

Word got out. It always does.

Colin, well, he doesn't show up for work the next day

or the day after or the day after that.

No?! He resigned. No!

Then he moved to Australia. HE LAUGHS

No! They never heard from him again.

That's why it's called Colin's code. And that's why

the highest alert level...

..isn't red.

Oh, no!

SIREN WAILS

THUNDER RUMBLES

GRACE: Angela?

Angela!

What are you doing?

I'm going home. Angela, get in the car!

Wise up.

Oh, come on. Look, it's lashing.

Just get in!

Lough Point?

That must be nice up there.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah...

So what happened?

What, did they just release you?

They didn't give you a mental health assessment.

And they didn't charge you with anything. No.

Look, I am sorry...

..because I know you should be getting some practical help,

support.

I don't know what's gone on here, but I promise you

that I will look into it. OK? ANGELA LAUGHS

I'm going to drive you home.

Are you mad? Well, you're not walking home in this,

not after today.

Look, we'll make it quick. ENGINE STARTS

Come on.

Just stop here, it's fine. What?

Just stop here! Here! It's fine. No, I'll take you further. No, no.

Here. Please. OK. All right, OK.

Thank you.

OK.

I will make some calls. OK?

CAR BEEPS

Hiya!

You all right?

Cal?

Cal?

THUD

Oh, my God.

Amazing.

Come here. KISS

Ooh! Yes, please.

SHE CHUCKLES

I am starving.

Mm!

Mm! Good.

Your wish is my command.

Cal Ellis, you legend.

So, how was your day?

Oh, you know.

The usual.

CAMERA CLICKS

THUNDER CRASHES