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BABY GURGLES

Wait for me, Ross.
Keep up.

What are you looking at?

We'll be late. We won't be late!
I told you, but you never listen.

Oi, watch where you are going!

Sorry, sorry.

Come on, mum - you can do it.

I can't go any faster.
You'll have to go without me.

GUARD'S WHISTLE BLOWS
Go on your own. I don't mind.

Bugger off, minger.
I don't want to get in the way.

I'm not the one with the
appointment, am I? Mind that car!

There'll be another one
along in a minute.

Another what, Mum?

I know what you need, Laurie.
A nice cup of coffee.

I need more than
24 hours in a day. You can't park that car here, miss.

And you can't ride that
bike here, mister, so that makes us both villains.

They have bastard clampers,
don't they? I'll clamp you if you don't watch it, potty mouth.

Silly old cow.

See, I blame the parents.

So do I.

WHOOPING

Where are you going, Ross?

Apple, penny, table.
Apple, penny, table.

OK. Now world backwards.

This coffee's cold.
Mum... Oh, God.

D... D, R, O.

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

D, L, O... Oh, D, L, O, R...

D, L, O...

HE WHOOPS
Oh, shut up!

Watch it!
Get off the bloody pavement!

No, Mum, how many more times?
You have to make it bigger.

Stop going on at me.
I'm not, I'm just saying...

God, is this train
ever going to leave?

It's the new timetable.
They've made a right mess of it.

I were stuck for two hours last week
cos of blooming thieves stripping out the copper wire.

Mum. It runs alongside the track.
Ten to two.

My daughter's
been living down south. Poor lass!

Where are you from? Wrong side
of t'Pennines, me. Can't you tell?

Mum, concentrate, please.,
Just show ten to two.

It's always ten to two... God.

GUARD'S WHISTLE BLOWS

BABY FUSSES

CAT YOWLS

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

Apple, penny, table.
Apple, penny, table.

Apple, penny, table.

Apple, penny, table.

Come on!

BABY CRIES

Wicked! Get the other end!
You're daft, you, it's electric down there.

Bzzzz bzzzz!

CRIES

BABY CRIES

CRYING

Apple penny table.

Apple penny table.

Come on, take a picture!

Madame? I am coming in now, OK?

Please don't be afraid. I am coming.

Any more tickets, please?

Any more tickets, please?

SCREAMING

BABY CRIES

Did you see that?

Splat!

I think we should go. Come on. No.

Come on, Luke. Come on, nothing -
if coppers catch us down there...

ON TRAIN: Are you all right?
Yeah, are you?

What the hell?
We've hit something.

What did he just say?

Come on, let's go.

Wait! Come on!

Pick up!
Pat, just pick it up, for God's sake.

PHONE BEEPS

BABY CRIES

Tu es tombe du ciel, quoi?

Mais ou es ta maman?

Mais ou est ta maman?

Tu l'as perdue, mon petit?

Tu l'a cachee quelque part?

Where is your maman?

How am I supposed to know?
Does she have to shout? I'm talking to my Mum!

Mate can you open the doors?

Excuse me! Excuse me!

Of course he can't open the doors.

There are trains out there! There
is a station just round the corner.

I could walk it from here.
Catch a bus. I'll come with you.

In those shoes? Keep your nose out.
Stop bossing me about. Shh.

Free teas coming.

Run up and down,
do a free issue, all right?

What's going on?
There's some tea back there.

It's me, Danny. Let me in, mate.

Let me in.

I thought someone had managed to lock
themselves in bloody loo again.

I looked out of the window, but the
warning light weren't on so that weren't it and that's when I saw 'em.

Bloody kids.

She looked straight at me.

She had her arms out like this.

Like this.

It's all right, mate.

I can't move.

I'll do it.

Hello? Hello?
Control? Can you hear me?

Yeah. I'm the conductor
on 101275

and we've struck
a member of the public.

She chose me.

She chose me.

How long we going to be stuck
here? How am I supposed to know who?

I reckon I can get compensation
though, I've got right bad whiplash in my neck.

The rules say they've got
90 minutes to get the train rolling again.

Ninety minutes!
I've got a job interview.

I said free issue, you tosspot.
GIRL TALKS ON PHONE

I'd expect to see that
signal on red by now.

They've an emergency button
in the driver's cab.

I'm very sorry, ladies and gentlemen.
Still not sure what's happened here.

I don't think we'll be moving
for a while yet.

Oh, man.

Can I just ask if we've got any
"competent person" here?

Oh, my God. I just mean,
someone who works for the railway?

Yeah, I'm a police officer.

Oh, it's her day off!
Oh, honestly.

We've had a person under our train.
Right. What do you want me to do?

Can you just give us a minute?

GIRL: Where do you want me
to put it?

It's me.
I'm sorry, I'm not going to make it.

Oh, God, can you hear me?

I'm really, really sorry, Nuss,
something has come up at work I can't get away... Nuss, Nuss are you there?

I'll get there as soon as I can.
All right? BUZZER SOUNDS

Yes, Pat.

Ambulance, need to
ring the ambulance... Control will sort it all out.

It's so dark. It's so cold.

Don't worry, mate.

What is going on?

Back in a minute.

You're not going on the track?

Signal's on red, it's quite safe.
Yes, I know that, but...

He's scared she's
still alive out there.

Laurie.

Danny.

You know you're going to get a jumper
one day. You train for it, but... I'll go and sit with him.

No, you can't. Member of the public,
you're not allowed in the cab...

Yeah, OK. sorry.

You put that old trainspotter
in charge of keeping my mum happy.

Danny...

there's no need
to go closer than you have to.

Where do you think you're going?

See? One law for him
and another one for the rest of us.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Danny sent me.

I'm a police officer.

Yeah, smoking kills.

Here you are.

I don't want to talk about
it, all right. All right.

Just don't tell my mother
you caught me smoking.

Supposed to be my day off.

Yeah, mine too.

Your first time?

Yeah.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Hello!

Hello!

Nobody's telling us
anything out here!

I miss this job because your
train's late and I'm going to sue.

You want to tell him in there
to get on to his governors and get this train moving.

You want to tell him in there
to open the bloody doors.

I don't want to do any of those
things so please, you go and sit down, sir.

There's people on here
getting in a right panic.

That old lady down there,
she's claustrophobic.

That old lady is my mother
and she's nothing of the sort.

So go and sit down and stop
winding the other passengers up.

That's assault, that is.

I want your number?
Go on, give me your number.

Sure, it's DC Laurie Franklin
100893.

Complaints phone number is
0845 935276. So you be my guest.

You all right?
Yeah, are you?

I wish we could get off
this train.

The older you get,
the less time you have left,

the more of it you spend hanging
around waiting for God knows what.

Draw some more of your clocks.

helps pass the time.

What's up with your mate?

I dunno - she's in a right mood.

See that lad down there?

What about him?

Do you think he's a terrorist?

Shhhh!

I don't suppose the thought
of you ever crossed her mind, Pat.

She just saw a train.
Thought... escape.

I was three miles out of Castlebury
and had just passed the signal on green...

Pat, save this. British Transport
Police will be here soon. They're always bloody hours.

I know, but you don't want
to go through all this twice.

I was three miles
out of Castlebury and had just passed the signal on green.

I was taking power when I saw her
looking down at me.

She was stood on the bridge

and then she looked into my cabin.

All of a sudden she
was jumped up on the bridge and on her way down.

Arms out like this,
like wings flapping.

And her eyes were wide open.

She fell right into the path
of my train.

Go on, get away!

I thought, she's going to come
right into the cab,

she's going to smash right through
the glass and land right on me...

She were a looker, too,

under all that bloody
black sheeting they wear.

BABY CRIES

Maternity unit are checking now

if any of their mothers and babies
have parted company. Meantime...

We've acquired a baby down here who
has lost his mother, can you...?

Thanks, yeah.

Not that way. You hurt him.

They are nurses.
They do know what they're doing.

When I was a few days old, my mother
left me outside the baker's shop. Half an hour before she realized.

The lady who abandoned this
baby did not make a mistake.

She made sure to leave him somewhere
he would be found by kind people.

She did a terrible thing.

For who will be his mother now?

That'll be social services.

Or to put it another way, me.

Oh, don't look so worried!

I'll get him a proper foster
mother who knows which end is up. What's your name, flower?

Dieudonne Mputu.

The police are here.

Babies, babies, everywhere.

Why is she laughing at me? Well,
Doody or whatever your name is...

Dieudonne Mputu.

You can call me Didi.

OK, Didi. With abandoned babies,
sometimes they like to name him after the person who found him.

And your name... well.
Bit of a mouthful.

My brother is called Michael.

Michael.

Nice.

Didi has a brother called Michael.
Hello, Michael.

SIREN SOUNDS

Oh, It's awfully hot in here.

Do you think has he got a bottle of
water on that trolley? I don't know.

All I can see is two cans of lager.

I really think I need
to get out of this train.

SHE VOMITS

Right, that's it.
I'm getting off this train.

What you going to do,
storm the doors? Cool!

Sit down. Are you all right?

He's coming back.

Yes. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Oh, no!
What do you think you're doing?

What does it bloody hell does it look
like? Unlawful imprisonment, this is. I'm coming with you!

What happened to you?
Pushed me out of bloody carriage.

Come on! Mum? Mum, I'm going
to have to get off the train. It's like Armageddon out there.

Well, don't be long.

Come on, we'll get you off
the train an'all. You follow me.

Stop guys just stay on the train.
It's for your own safety.

Do you realise how many forms
I'm going to have to fill in...

I'm a police officer.
Filling in forms is what I do.

You lot stop now. Come back.

OK jump, I'll catch you.
You will not! I don't mind if he catches me.

You're staying back on that train!
You came out to go walking, didn't you? Go on! Go on.

Mum, please.

Mum get back on the train.
Get those people back on the train!

It seems they've all got
better places to go, sarge.

I'd rather be in Lanzarote myself
but some of us have got a job to do.

Since it's clearly a suicide...

I don't think that's
for you to judge, is it? Sorry, DC Laura Franklin.

The driver says she threw
herself off that bridge with her arms open.

Those two lads I saw on the track
must have seen summat.

Good. OK, Miss Franklin, I should
say that's quite enough of you for now, so why don't you

get your tanks off my lawn and think
about what you'll say to your gaffer

when you get a tug tomorrow for
unauthorized evacuation of a train.

Shove this numpty and her mates
in a corner and glower the buggery out of the lot of them.

Right, where is my driver?

Just railway bill.

BABY CRIES

If I get off now, I can get an
appeal out by dinnertime...

Asking her to come forward... She
may be in need of medical attention.

OK. Using our powers under
the Children Act, yeah.

Catch you later.
..Great, I'll try her first then.

Fostering service have
given me some numbers.

Everyone on the ward does know,
don't they, he is not to be released?

Whoever turns up, even if she claims
to be the mother, he's in our care and he's not going anywhere?

It'll be like Fort Knox in here.

It was just good luck for me.
I turned my machine off, and I heard a little cry, and I pushed the door,

and there he was.

Colly!
Can my friends go to see Michael?

You can ask, but I don't think
they're going to want tourists.

I wonder what his real name is.

His real name is Michael.

After my brother.

No, of course I understand.
No worries.

No. You are clearly
in no position to take him.

Hope you feel better soon. OK.

Hi, it's Colly Trent.

Listen, love, I've got an emergency
come in just this morning, and the fostering services... Oh, no!

I didn't know - sorry...

nothing serious, I hope?

Yeah, good luck now, OK.

I'll have one of these as well.
0-3 months, thanks.

Go on then.

PHONE RINGS

Nick? Colette.

Long time since I heard your voice.

You must be desperate.
I've an abandoned baby and I have heard that you're still approved.

Are you able to take him? Nick?
I'm in Scarborough with Gemma. His name's Michael.

There are no medical concerns.

I must be mad. Thanks, Nick.

At least we're moving.

We might still
get there in time.

You OK? Hold on to this.

If we get our skates on
we might make it before the clinic shuts.

Excuse me!

Is there any chance,
my mum's got a hospital appointment. Sorry love I'm in a hurry.

Mum's got an appointment, is there
any chance we could jump the queue?

Never mind, come on mum.
What are we doing?

We are going to have to get a bus.

Danny!

Danny! Danny! Do you know her?

Are you going anywhere
near Queen Mary's hospital?

It's really kind of you.
It's on our way, pretty much.

It's just, if you're in a hurry...
It's fine, really.

You've got no chance anyway, now.
Very nice having your own personal taxi driver. Except for the earache.

Never stops talking, this one.
Just sociable. Might as well be friendly as not, in't it?

Where are you from then?
Oh, sorry, she asks everybody that.

No problem. I'm from Skipton.

Her appointment was
supposed to be 12 o'clock so...

In a rush, yeah?!
Look at this traffic - mad, in't it?

Where they all going,
all these people?

We were on the train before.
Train's rubbish. Taxi's better!

Careful!

A girl went under our train.

Killed herself. On purpose.

That's right, love.
That's why Danny boy called us out.

She was one of your girls. Mum...
An Asian girl?

You never said. You might know her.
Mum, just cos she were Asian...

No, your mum's right.
If she were from round here, I probably do know her.

I Know everybody, me.
Sad world, in't it, love, sometimes. MOTHER GASPS

It's against our religion, you know.
Suicide? You could have fooled me.

See the respect my son-in-law
shows me.

Everybody doing wishful
thinking, in't it?

We've got lads thinking all you got
to do is grow a long beard

and tie a bloody scarf
round your bloody head and that makes you a Muslim.

And we've got politicians thinking
all they got to do is shout louder.

You've set him off on one now!
And what do you think?

I think you can't just do what you
like with the body God gave you.

Are we nearly there?
Are you going to be sick?

No, I'm all right! Don't fuss.

Mum, hang on. How much is that?
Mum, will you wait!

Don't even think about it.
No, you have to let me pay.

I'll be charging him to the train
company anyway. Give us your card, I might get you later.

Want a free ride back and all?

Thank you. Thanks.

Something about seeing her like that.
A Muslim girl, dead like that.

Summat...

Something a bit close to home.

Just for one minute.
Come on, get in. What's going on?

Police. You are naughty! Oops!

You could kill someone!
Sorry! I'll give you sorry! What about this mess!

Words! Apple penny table!

Slow down!

Oh, no. They've gone.

No chance. They're facing
the full might of the law!

Hi.

Can I help you?
Mrs Mason. Jennifer Mason. She's come for the memory clinic.

I know we're really late,
but if you had any idea what journey we've just had.

Oh, clinic's been cancelled.
All the appointments rescheduled. We did write to you.

I've come a really long way and
I need my mother to see a doctor. As I say, we did write to you...

You deal with these patients
all the time

and I imagine you have a good idea
how well they deal with random envelopes.

Apple penny table.

Have you been rehearsing her?

I practise all the time, don't I?
I want to get it right.

If you don't want us to cheat,
you could try changing the bloody questions once in a while.

It's not her fault, is it, if she
has to keep on passing the same test

to prove she's even worth
bloody treating.

You want me to beg?

Have you got a mother, nurse?
MOTHER GROANS

Even on a normal day,
I'd say turning up hours late is grounds for divorce.

On a day when we were supposed to
be playing happy families for our social worker... Was she angry?

No, she was cool.

She said they give you the questions
in advance. How far in advance?

Just like 15 minutes or whatever.

Just while you're sitting outside
waiting to go in.

Are those for me or
one of your other wives?

For you. We're going to walk it.

So, what sort of day
you had, Tommy the Tank?

Nothing special.
You're about three weeks late...

Two! And I got flowers.

Come on. Come here.

His mother will have had all on,
concealing her pregnancy.

We don't know that
she concealed it.

No, but usually...

Listen to me, what's with
the "usually". I've never had one of these before!

She'll come back for him, surely.

I'm kind of hoping she doesn't!

I'm all right,
really I am, and I'd like to go home now if it's all the same to you.

We'll just have a little look at you
first, if we may. Is that OK? Apple, penny, table...

No need for that now, Mum.

I just want to look
at your eyes, Mrs Mason.

This medication your
mother has been taking...

Maybe it was wrong to coach her,
but if you had seen the way she was before, the confusion, and tears...

Perhaps nobody went through
the reported side-effects with you?

Dizziness? Nausea?

And fits, yes, I'm afraid so. Only in
a minority of patients, but...

She can't be in the car more than
ten minutes without feeling sick.

That's why we had to
get the stupid train.

Will she have to come off this? Cos
it's given her back to me, you know. Given her back to herself.

We need to take a good look at her.
I'd like to keep her in, find her a bed.

Square one. Square bloody one.

Give us a pint of best, please love.

Could you do us a whisky chaser
with that as well, please, love?

It's supposed to be my day off.

Another day, another dollar,
another bloody jumper making a mess of my railway.

Is that it then?
Yeah, that's it.

You can buy me a pint.

I've never quite got my head
round it, sarge.

Well, you buy me a pint and I buy
you one back then we're all square.

No, I've never got my head round
why, when someone kills themself,

we automatically classify it
as non-suspicious.

She jumped in front of a train, Paul.
The driver saw her do it.

We're not even talking
"cry for help" here, are we?

She got what she wanted,
and what I want is a pint.

Is there no sign of that bed yet?
I'm sorry.

We're all counting the days
till they open the new wing.

My mum will be on this trolley
all night, won't she?

Haven't got any change, have you?

I must have spent about 20 quid
in this filth today.

COINS SCATTER

God, it's been a bloody long day.
Tell me about it.

Thanks. No...

there's not enough here
for either of us. Sorry.

Are you all right?

I look after my mum.
It's just so tiring, you know?

Well, it's hard work being a carer.

No, it's not full time. I...

She's independent enough,
physically. It's me.

It's me.
I'm just not very good at it.

SHE SIGHS
It was supposed to be temporary.

I moved up here to look after her
until she got herself on her feet.

I live in London... I'm so sorry.
I'm ranting at you. Don't worry about it.

Are you here with somebody?

Yeah. A little baby.

I'm so sorry. Oh, no, wrong idea,
I'm going to be fostering him.

What's wrong with him? Nothing.

Social services always want you
to get in as soon as possible so they have someone to bond with.

No, there's nothing wrong apart
from his mother abandoned him.

Where? Left him in the disabled loo
in here this morning.

No name, nothing to identify him.
You think, the lengths that some people go to have children.

He's not...?

He's not Asian, is he, your baby?

He's not been circumcised, so...
Too young. Seven days is more normal.

That's assuming he comes
from a Muslim family.

Maybe I'm barking up the wrong tree.

Now I'm looking at him,
he does look pretty white.

It's honestly quite hard to tell
when they're so small.

And he is a bit jaundiced, making
skin colour even harder to interpret.

You'll have to knock this idea on
the head. I've named him Michael, which is so not a Muslim name.

Oh, come on, we don't even know if
he's brown yet, never mind Muslim.

Since when were all Muslims brown,
as you so charmingly put it? I think Michael's a lovely name.

The Archangel Michael is mentioned
in the Holy Qu'ran, actually.

HE RECITES A PRAYER IN ARABIC

PRAYER CONTINUES

In our tradition, Michael lives
in the seventh heaven and has wings of emerald green.

See, Colly, at least
you got the green bit right.

Michael is the angel of blessings.

Tell that to his mother.

This is
Detective Constable Franklin.

Colly Trent is the social worker.
So is that his mother in the fridge downstairs?

No idea, I'm afraid. And no way of
finding out till after the weekend.

You mean, I've dragged myself
down here for nothing? Suicide's not a crime, is it?

So the girl in the morgue's not
urgent. She's not even interesting.

She'll be waiting her turn
for a pathologist with all the other boring dead people.

Up herself, or what?

Wait! I was thinking...
if there is any chance of a link between my baby and their body,

maybe I should call the
Transport Police back out?

Rather you than me, love!

Where is she? Where's my Mum? You're
supposed to be looking after her!

Oh, There you are! I've been
looking for you to tell you.

They found this little baby
in the toilet. Really? Good Lord.

Oh, I'll be glad to get home.

No, they're looking
for a bed for you. What?

Remember?

Oh, yes...

How could I have forgotten that?
I'm losing my marbles, aren't I?

Your marbles were all present
and correct last time I looked.

There's no need to stop
here with me, Laurie.

I've got more pride than to turn
my toes up in this horrible place.

Don't even think about it,
not unless your bra and pants match.

It's supposed to be me
looking after you!

I can't remember now when
it turned the other way round.

There's a lot I can't remember.

Well, it's all going
to be all right.

No, it's not.

But we'll have some fun
while we can, eh?

Go home. You need your sleep. I'll
just sit here with you for a while.

You don't have to. I want to.

There's me thinking
it might upset her,

but no, her eyes light up and she's
off texting her mates for the gossip.

You worry about her too much.
Ibra, she's still not right.

Well...
< DOOR OPENS

All right, love.

Hey, Dad. ..Hello.

So what's the gossip, then?
OK, so the party line is

your dead girl can't be a Muslim,
or if she is,

she can't have killed herself
on account of it being a sin.

Actually, Amira thinks it's
some sort of runaway bride thing,

Shaista thinks Amira's been reading
too many detective stories, and Rukhsana says...

"If that dead girl's mother-in-law
is like mine, I don't blame her for jumping in front of a train!"

Somebody knows her.
She won't be local.

No Asian girl could go missing
from round here without you'd know about it already.

I'm telling you, somebody round
here knows what's going off.

WHISTLE BLOWS

Bring your arm further round,
bring it round, yes, you.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Mal. Mal!

Lane two!

Good effort, right,
now, we're going to do a set of ten 100s on 140. Go off the red top.

OK.

Things some people do
to get out of training.

Hello.

< Lower.

What?

Smile, me old love,
this bit's fun.

All right, it was unusual, you don't
see too many jumpers wearing burkas,

but unusual's not enough
to justify suspicious, is it?

So you balleds up, but we're on it
now. Look, this is us on it.

And then Natalie Cryer rings up
about this bloody baby... Don, stop your worrying, eh?

Easy for you to say.
You didn't classify the death as non-suspicious.

BABY CRIES

Who the hell are you?

I am Didi. Well, er, I don't think
you're supposed to be in here. There's supposed to be security.

They said I can come and
check up on him whenever I like.

I'm Didi.
They must have told you about me.

No. I found him.

I saved him.

He is named Michael
after my brother.

Are you a policeman?

No, no. I'm his foster father.

Where is your wife?

Nobody here but us chickens, pal.
But your wife is his foster mother?

There's no wife, there's no mother,
only me. But that's not natural.

Where are you from, what did
you say your name was?

I am Dieudonne Mputu.

In my country,
no mother ever abandoned a child.

In my country, when there are
children without mothers,

it is because the mothers
are dead in the war.

If your country is so bloody
marvellous, why don't you just sod off back there?

Since I came to England,
nothing good has happened to me except for this child.

He was given to me and
I will always watch over him.

I warn you.

Always.

Dr Haydar? This is DI Craig.
Sergeant Parker.

One here described as half Turkish.

Muslim?

Doesn't say.

They're looking for
a one or two parent adoptive family of similar mixed ethnicity,

the usual, yadda yadda, "able to
broadly reflect her ethnic origins."

She's six years old, though.

What about him? Six months old.

He's got a lovely smile.

Irish mother, Ghanaian father.

Look, those two little sisters.
They're Asian.

Bangladeshi. Not going to give
them to a Pakistani, are they?

It's mad, this.

I don't care if they're pink,
blue or mustard coloured.

All these kids needing parents.

Don't come out with any of that
nonsense tomorrow now, will you?

I love you.
Did I ever tell you that?

Ten times a day for ten years.

Boring!

Oh, I bet I don't
sleep a wink tonight.

This cleaning log more or less rules
out a link anyway, doesn't it?

Yeah.
Anyway, it makes no difference...

To you deciding to reclassify it
as a suspicious death?

Safe side, yeah.

I'll phone up the Home Office
pathologist first thing in the morning. In the meantime...

Why did his mother leave him in
the disabled toilet? As opposed to? The ladies? Or the gents?

Nobody would leave a baby in the
gents. Not even a caveman would.

DC Franklin. And you are?

This is my boss, DI Craig.

What? You think they left the baby
in the toilet and went all that way

and jumped under your train?
It's a hypothesis.

The victim was hit
by your train at 10:09.

Do you know what time the baby
was found by the cleaner?

10:09? More or less. The toilets
are cleaned every 20 minutes...

No, that's right, if she'd
left him here herself, she'd have left him in the ladies, right.

Even a friend or a sister helping
would've done that. A man wouldn't risk being caught in the ladies.

No, listen... If Michael was
abandoned by his father,

that could still be his mother under
our train. It wasn't his mother.

You don't know that. The body under
the train wasn't anybody's mother.

It was a man. The driver was
deceived by the clothes.

Your train hit a man.

Where are you?

Looking for business? No, love, no.
You're not who I'm looking for.

Leave me alone.

Where is she, eh?

Looking for some business, darling?
Will you just leave me alone?! You're not her!

Where is she, eh? Where is she?!

Show us again. There's no point.

Go on. You keep saying you can't
see owt anyway. I might this time.

Behind you, look. Just look there.

There's you, right.
There's that lady what jumped off.

And there, look, it's a person.

There's a person
on the bridge behind her.

Luke, you can't tell
no-one about this.

We'll get into the worst trouble.
No-one, Luke.

Promise?

What if nobody knows except us?

My dad said never to talk
to no police, never.

Burka boy and buggy baby
are two different jobs.

One of them's mine and none
are yours, so back off.

This officer was responsible
for a potential compromise to...

Breach whose human rights?

Run! Agh!

The person who was killed
wasn't a woman.

You what? It was a young lad.

Thank God.

Thank God for that.

WOMAN: Imagine someone leaving
a beautiful little baby.

I really don't think it's a good
idea to mention that baby in there.

What if we don't ask and
someone else gets him?

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