Original subtitles

This programme contains strong language,

some scenes of a sexual nature and scenes of violence.

Morning, babe.

Pete?

Pete?

OK, well, look, I, er... I have to get going.

Have a nice day. So, you're pregnant.

Your sister spilled the news on the phone.

Presumably she didn't realise you hadn't even told me.

I think I can work out why.

No, Pete, no. Look, I just...

I wanted to have some tests first, just to be sure.

Just before I put us through any more heartbreak.Is it mine?

What?

Of course, it is! How can you even ask that?

Look, babe, I am so sorry that you had to find out like that.

It was never my intention.

I just wanted...to find the right moment.

I need to go.

DOOR SLAMS

Danny. Hey.

Can I talk to you?

I'm late for work.

Sorry.

Another time, yeah?

I had it blown up.

It's information about a safe deposit box.

We think he's looking for the gang's stolen goods.

Possibly diamonds.

Diamonds, eh? The plot thickens.

And you think these cops are working for Spencer?

Yeah, we're pretty certain they are.

I'm impressed.

This story has legs.

All Sophie's work.

Your job's at risk, I reckon.

Knew that already.

Well, not quite a smoking gun yet.

But you're getting there. Agree.

But if we can confirm the link to the cops,

then we confirm the corruption... You get me that and we publish.

Mr Leeds is about to take a fall.

Nice work, guys.

Well, this is gonna be awkward over the garden fence now,

if we end up implicating your neighbour.

PHONE RINGS

PC Whitwell.

'All right, Danny, yeah,

'we've located the owner of the blog, mate.'

Oh, great, yeah. Thanks.

'Do you want the postcode?'

Er, yeah, hit me with the address.

'Lima Sierra three eight...' L S...

'..nine Juliet Mike, number 37.

'Is that OK?'

Yeah, no, that's fine, thanks.

I know exactly where that is.

PHONE RINGS

Hey, babe.

'Becks, I found out who was behind the blog.

'That guy from number 37, Alan.

'I knew he was a creep!

'I swear, if he hadn't had a stroke, I'd break his fucking legs.

'Becks?'

Let me call you back.

Hello?

Alan?

Where are you?

Do you have copies?

You know, it was Danny that wanted to move here.

He said it'd be a safe place to raise our son.

I told him I didn't like it.

Suburban streets like this, they creep me out,

I feel like there's always somebody watching you, someone judging you.

I didn't realise there was a pervert right across the road,

who had nothing better to do

than stealing personal intimate videos,

meant only for us, and then posting them online.

I will make you account for how and why you did that.

You broke into our house, Alan.

That's a criminal offence.

Are you jealous of me?

Is that why you wanted to humiliate me?

What, you can't cope with a woman having the sexual freedom

to do as she wishes?

Do you think I need punishing?

Alan?

Well, guess what?

I will continue to do whatever I want.

That's nobody else's business.

Not now, not ever, and I will not be shamed

by the creepiest fucking nobody that I have ever encountered.

I am not a nobody.

Yes, you are.

What do you think your wife will say when I tell her?

You think she'll leave you?

I would.

Dan.

Dan.

I've got the CCTV footage from the bank.

There's always two pick-ups a day.

I reckon we pretend to be the two o'clock.

So, we need to get there just before,

but obviously not too close.

We don't want to bump into the original van.

We're not really gonna do this.

Mate, we need to realise this could be our last chance.

I've found us a van we can borrow.

Let's just get it done.

Guys, that report on the A61 crash?

Yes! Oh, sorry. Totally slipped my mind.

I'll have it with you tomorrow.

Good.

What's that?

Just following up on an enquiry. Missing security van.

Right, well, get that report on my desk ASAP.

Don't care who does it. Yes, boss.

So, your last test was, what, two years ago?

And I think we'd established that you had low sperm count.

I'm afraid that's now become more acute.

How acute?

There are no viable sperm in your sample.

None?

Absolutely none?

I'm afraid not.

Hello.

Mum? Yeah?

Can I go to Roddy's house?

Yeah, of course.

Bye.

Hiya. Hey.

Haven't seen you for ages?

Yeah, sorry. We've just... We've been really busy.

Mm. You both been working a lot?

Danny's been on a lot of night shifts.

Is he working tonight? Yeah.

Oh, that's a shame. I was gonna invite you over.

Oh, that would have been nice. Another time.

SOFT PIANO MUSIC

How nice is this place?

Well, we've been talking about coming here for ages.

We have.

You look beautiful.

Glowing even.

There's a good reason for that.

Hmm.

Thanks.

Well, I suppose we've got something to, er, celebrate.

We do.

Well, you do.

Hmm?

I don't.

You see,

I had this funny feeling about why you hadn't told me.

Not like you.

So, I thought I'd better check.

Check what?

Remember last time we were at the fertility clinic,

when we found out I had a low sperm count?

Well,

I went back today, and I'm afraid the news is quite bad.

I don't have any.

I'm 100% incapable of giving you a baby.

Or anyone else for that matter.

So, you see...

..you must have fucked him.

And he must have come inside you

and, I don't know, maybe that was always your plan.

Plan?!

I think the condom split.

Aah.

Look, I get that this is really hard for you. I do, but...

But we can...

We can...

We can what? Hmm?

Do you think we're just gonna go ahead like this is normal?

Like I'm gonna have that man's child?

But this is all we've ever wanted!

Are you unwell?

Do you hear yourself?

I am not having anything to do with that.

That?

If you don't want this baby, then Danny and I will.

Oh, yeah!

You think he'd actually want it?

Ha! You try telling him, he'll run a fucking mile.

Our friendship with those two is done.

And as for that...

..you get rid of it.

No. Mm-hm.

No way.

Seriously. I'm giving you two days. Hmm?

Two days or we're done.

You know what?

I'm not actually that hungry.

So, I'll just leave you to it.

RINGING TONE

Danny. Hi, what's up?

Becka said you were working late.

Yeah, why?

I really need to see you.

Look, we discussed this. It's not a good idea.

Look, trust me.

I need to talk to you right now.

Evie, listen to me.

I think you let your imagination run away with you a little.

Me and you are not meant to be together.

I have to get back to work. Let's talk another time, yeah?

HE HANGS UP

# Do you remember

# Our first kiss?

# The way I trembled when I touched your lips

# Trying to undress you by being a fool

# I was trying to impress you by faking my cool... #

I hope you don't mind me gate-crashing?

Oh, God. My God. Oh, my God!

I thought you said you couldn't make it!

Changed my mind.

They're good.

Yeah, my friend is the guitarist.

Ah. Cool.

Yeah.

Drink?

Cheers, yeah, G&T, yeah, please.

Mm. And a shot chaser?

Oh, OK.

Go on. Go on.

Um, yeah, thank you... Thank you for coming.

My pleasure.

Night. Night.

You work too hard.

Evie.

What are you...?

How'd you get in?

Told the bloke at the desk I'm a relative.

Well, you should not be here.

I had to see you, Danny.

Look, there's something you need to know.

No, you should go home.

We both know that's not gonna happen.

So...

Sit.

Evie. I know you want me.

So, you're gonna have me.

How about...

..I make all the decisions?

And then you don't have to make any.

Hmm?

This is a bad idea.

Yeah?

This is a public office. Anyone could walk in.

Mm.

So, why don't you stop me...

..if it's so fucking dangerous?

HE GROANS

Yeah.

Mm.

LIVE MUSIC PLAYS

# ...for your call to come

# For your words to come and reach me

# And staring forever at this screen

# But the right name never lights up

# No, your name lit up

# And I guess it's time for me to let this go

# Crushing heart recovering from your... #

No, we shouldn't. Um...

Yeah. No...

Just, we're colleagues. That could make it, you know...

No, that's, um...

I'm sorry, that's...

..totally... That's totally my fault.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Listen, come on.

Come on, it takes two to tango.

Look, I... I do like you, Pete,

I just, you know, you're with Evie and that makes... Yeah, yeah.

Hmm, yeah.

Um, do you want, er... I'm gonna get another drink.

Yeah?

# I never thought you'd be the one so bittersweet... #

We can't do that again.

I'm pregnant.

It's yours.

What, are you not happy?

Happy?

Are you crazy?

Surely you're not gonna go through with this?

It could destroy us all.

Danny, we... We?!

Evie, there is no "we".

I love Becks.

I love my wife.

And I'm gonna go home to her.

OK.

But it's not only you and Becka any more.

I guess I'll see you soon, then.

Hi. Hi, Jean.

I'm really sorry to bother you so late,

but I was a little bit concerned about the message you left,

saying Alan is not the man I think he is.

Yeah, I can imagine. And, I just thought, you know,

maybe we could discuss it?

OK.

Yeah. Look, I'm sorry to tell you this,

but your husband has been spying on me.

I've just come to realise that for myself.

Did you know that he's stolen a private video of ours?

I guessed as much.

What, you knew?

Do you know how he got that?

By breaking into our house.

Now, you told me that there was an intruder.

So, you've been lying to me, and it was him all along.

Do you know what he did with that video?

No.

Jean, he posted it online

to try and shame and humiliate me

and I lost every client that I had.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, why would he do such a thing to you?

If there's anything I can do to help...

I would just be worried about being married to a man like that.

He just disgusts me, you know?

My marriage has been over for years.

I've never been able to admit it, though.

I should never have lied to you.

SHE SOBS

Sorry.

Sorry. Erm, Becka, I was just thinking,

I've got...a group of friends who do yoga every week

and their teacher is on maternity leave.

You know, maybe you could step in?

DOOR CLOSES

Hey, babe.

How you doing?

Yeah.

I love you.

Do you?

Of course.

I'm... going up to bed.

OK.

Becks, I... I'll be up in a bit.

Here you go.

I wonder what you'd do if I wasn't here.

I'm...sorry.

Oh, I bet you are,

but I'm not sure I can forgive you.

I don't know if I want to even be with you.

I need time to think.

DOORBELL CHIMES

Oh, hello, Gloria.

Oh, hello, love.

I was just passing

and I thought I should see how he's getting on.

That's very kind of you. Come on in.

Look, Alan. Look who's come to see you.

Oooh!

Hello, Alan.

Ohhh.

I bet you can't wait to hear about all the gossip on the street,

can you, Alan? Oh, more than happy to fill you in, Alan.

Won't we, Mr Snuffles?

DOG YAPS

I know what you were doing in that locker!

Are you working for Robbie Spencer?

Jesus Christ. Keep it down!

If you want to talk to me, don't shout at me in the street.

I'm on the verge of the story of my crappy little career,

and we both know you're involved. Come on, mate.

I'm not your mate. You think you're such a fucking big man, don't you?

You give me one piece of hard evidence

that links Robbie Spencer to those stolen goods,

or I'll call your superiors at the station right now

and tell them everything.

There's no need for empty threats.

These threats aren't empty. I will fuck you.

Hmm? So, give me what I want, now!

OK, OK. Just just give me till the end of day

and I'll get you something. Why the wait?

Just believe me.

You'll get your story.

If it's not in my inbox by three, I'm calling your boss.

TYRES SCREECH

Stay the fuck away from me.

Where did you get van and gear?

Do you want to know? Not really, no.

Right.

Let's go over this one more time. What's the password?

RentalG157unit@.

Yeah, all right. And the code?

One-six-six-eight-nine.

Got the key, haven't you?

Course. All right,

the scheduled van's only gonna be about 15 minutes behind us,

mate, so you cannot hang about.

I'm aware of the plan, mate.

Let's go.

Is your phone on vibrate?

Yeah.

If I call you, it means you've got to get the fuck out of dodge.

Immediately.

I got it.

Who are you? What happened to Laurence?

He's off sick.

Hmm.

You're early.

Traffic was better than usual.

Code?

One-six-six-eight-nine.

This way.

Boss, I've just got a security alert from the bank.

Someone's accessing the box.

What? How the fuck?

Fuck. Let's go.

Thanks for seeing me again.

Have you got your head around it yet?

Getting there.

I'm fucking fuming, to be honest.

Not with you, sorry.

No, God, don't apologise. You have every right to be.

He should have told me a very long time ago.

To be fair,

we weren't in touch until very recently.

And it was me who contacted him.

I just felt that Ethan needed a relationship with his dad.

And...we needed the support.

That doesn't excuse his secrecy though.

He knew he had a son.

Just sticks his head in the sand though, doesn't he?

Yeah, yeah. He really does.

You've not said anything to him yet?

I wasn't ready, and I'd like us to decide what to do next.

Well, Ethan's just next door.

Your key?

Oh, shit.

PHONE VIBRATES

Thank you.

PHONE CONTINUES TO VIBRATE

'Hey, it's Danny, leave me a message.'

Guys, hey.

What do you want? Sorry...

You just can't park there.

Mate, go!

Just go!

Oi!

Gary!

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hey.

Ethan, this is Becka.

She's your dad's wife.

Hi, Ethan.

Becka has something quite important to tell you.

I have a son whose name is Ollie.

And he's a little bit younger than you.

He's your half-brother.

Would you like to meet him?

Yeah?

ENGINE HUMS

SIRENS WAIL

'Hey, it's Danny, leave a message.'

I have to admit,

I didn't think you guys had it in you.

Nice one.

What happened to Gary?

Don't know.

But if something's happened to him...

That's his problem.

Are we done?

Have a nice life.

Gotcha!

Bloody hell.

Eddie Smallwood owns Colossus Building Supplies.

He also owns the offshore accounts.

But...

..he doesn't exist.

Eddie Smallwood is Robbie Spencer.

How quickly can you get this on the front page?

RINGING TONE

'Hi, this is Gary, you know what to do.'

It's my first front page.

Congratulations.

Yeah. You earned it.

You don't sound too excited though.

Oh, I am, yeah.

Honestly. Yeah?

Yeah.

Is this about last night?

Oh, I... I was totally out of order.

You mean a lot to me, and I...acted like a prick.

No, no, it wasn't... It wasn't. You..

You weren't. I, um...

I wanted it as much as you did.

I just think maybe we're better off as colleagues, you know?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

And friends, obviously.

A little bird on the force tells me

they're bringing him in for questioning.

If you want to get there first, then you might wanna...

Yeah. Yeah.

MUSIC PLAYS

KNOCK ON DOOR

ANOTHER KNOCK ON DOOR

Robbie Spencer.

He's not very happy with what you wrote, mate.

Oi!

Oi! Fuck off.

Easy feller.

It's not you I'm here to see, is it?

I live on this street. So, hop it. I don't need your help.

Yeah, why don't you listen to him, hey?

It's got fuck all to do with you.

Oh, yeah? You reckon? Who'd you think my source was, eh?

GUN CLATTERS TO THE GROUND

HE COUGHS

CAR ENGINE STARTS

TYRES SCREECH

You fucking idiot!

You just put a target on my back.

Shit, where's the gun?

He took it.

Fuck, no.

I don't think he'll come back but lock your door.

And don't open it till morning.

Lock your door.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media