Original subtitles

[ Speaking Welsh ]

Lindita. She has an accent.

GINA: My dad died when I was little.

You might have known him.

DOUGLAS: Nice guy. Reliable.

But you remember him?

I remember your mother too.

How did you meet my mam?

RHYS: Are you sure he's still living here?

MEL: I saw him come home last night.

Right. Keep looking.

The gun's got to be here somewhere.

Yeah?

Where's Sam?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Door opens ]

I know you're angry, Ray.

There's no point losing your temper with him.

I'll go over there tomorrow and I'll explain

that we're selling up --

Oh, hiya.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music continues ]

Give us a twirl, then.

[ Laughs ] Yeah.

See? Suits her, doesn't it?

Aw. I don't think she agrees with you, babe.

RHYS: Where do you reckon your fella is, then, Ela?

I don't know, I'm not his keeper.

Do you hear that, babe?

Ela don't like to keep tabs on Sam.

See, Mel's got to keep an eye on me.

Knows I can't help myself.

[ Shouts ]

[ Laughs ] Feisty, isn't you?

Oi! Don't go yet.

You haven't even seen Sam.

Give me my coat back.

What? Don't you want to hang out with us?

Give me my coat. I want to go.

I want a ten-inch cock,

but you don't always get what you want in life, do you?

[ Snorts ]

-Aah! -Where is he?!

I don't know! I told you!

-Sam! -I told -- Aah!

-Where's Sam?! -I don't know! I -- Aah!

RHYS: I've got to be honest.

I'm starting to lose my patience!

-Let her go. -Well, fuck me.

Look who it is.

Been hiding under the floorboards, son?

Leave her alone.

Come by here and we'll think about it.

Come on. Don't be shy.

[ Grunts, shouts ]

-Where is it? -Where's what?

[ Grunts ]

Don't get all innocent with me, right?

I know what you've been up to. I've heard the stories.

I haven't got it. [ Grunts ]

Can you not hear me?!

Or do you just like getting beaten up?!

I'm gonna ask you again -- Where's the gun?!

It's not here!

[ Grunts ]

Don't! Don't!

-No! -Where is it? Eh?

Think carefully before you answer me this time!

ELA: Leave him alone. Leave him alone.

-I don't have it. -ELA: Stop!

Honest.

-[ Grunting ] -ELA: No!

Carl.

Luke.

ELA: Get off him!

Tell him to stop!

RHYS: Have you remembered yet, son?

Has it come back to you?

Rhys, don't.

You forget what you do with your keys, your phone.

-Please! Just... -But not a gun.

You don't forget what you do with something like that.

Enough.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Groans ]

Silly bastard still ain't talking, is he?!

SAM: [ Grunts ]

Get him to tell me where my gun is

and I won't put him in a wheelchair.

Yeah. All right. All right.

You're a mess.

I was frightened.

You frightened me.

SAM: I'm trouble.

ELA: [ Laughs ]

Snap.

SAM: [ Coughs ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

H-His sister's got it.

The policewoman.

[ Engine starts ]

Is that an offer?

It's private.

-All right. -Hiya.

I'm sorry I missed your call. I was, um, busy at the chapel.

Do you want to go somewhere and talk?

Here is fine.

You've upset your mother.

I've upset her?

What did you expect her to do, Gina?

Stop him.

Your father was earning big money.

Linda did everything she could to get him to finish,

but he wouldn't listen.

You have to understand. He was addicted to it.

How do you know?

Your mother told me.

She couldn't change his mind.

How did you meet my mam, Ray?

-What? -How?

You -- You know how.

I came -- I came over to your house to fix the flat roof --

And then you came over and fixed the garden fence,

and you painted the kitchen ceiling.

She'd just lost her husband.

She struggling to get by on her own...

And six months later, you'd moved in.

...with two kids.

Gina...

You were seeing my mam before my dad died, weren't you?

What?

That's how you know so much.

I'm right, aren't I?

[ Exhales deeply ] No, you're not.

Did you ever meet him?

-Gina... -Just answer me.

-...this is mental. -Did you ever meet him?

No, I didn't.

Gina, you need to get this nonsense out of your head, okay?

'Cause that's what it is. It's nonsense.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

[ Engine starts ]

[ Music continues ]

Stay.

Bet you didn't expect to see me again so soon, did you?

-Where's Sam? -Has she got the gun?

She wants to see her brother first.

My brother drowned.

But you know all about that, don't you?

I want to see him now.

[ Snorts, spits ]

Oi!

-Sam. -Get out.

Sam.

See?!

See -- Still in one piece, like!

GINA: Send him over.

No chance! I ain't falling for that!

[ Grunts ]

Give the gun to Mel.

Go on!

I should shoot you in the fucking head.

Well, you'd need bullets for that.

-I'm not that stupid. -Forget it. Let's go.

[ Laughs ]

GINA: Ela.

[ Engine starts ]

Hey!

What are you playing at?

[ Screaming ]

[ Groans, coughs ]

What the fuck did you do that for?!

You shot Stevie.

I didn't shoot no one, man!

-It was your gun. -[ Groans ]

It was my brother's! He lent it to him!

-Who did he lend it to? -Mel's sister!

She wanted to scare him! He weren't supposed to die!

Aah! Ask her!

Mel!

Mel!

Fuck! [ Groans ]

Stevie weren't meant to die!

-No! -[ Gunshot ]

[ Gags ]

-[ Cellphone beeping ] -Oh, fuck.

[ Telephone rings ]

MAN: Hello?

N-No. We'll be there now.

Sir, there's been another shooting.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Speaking Welsh ]

Hiya. Uh, yeah.

I-I ordered a taxi, and it's still not here.

It's Marie.

[ Knock on door ]

Oh. Don't worry. It's just arrived.

Ta.

[ Music continues ]

[ Door rattling ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Get me footage from every CCTV

and traffic camera within a mile radius.

I want to know exactly who was there and where Gina is now.

They have shot Rhys Morris,

so there's no doubt they'll use the gun again.

[ Grunts ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Music continues ]

Ray?

Ray?

What are you doing?

[ Drawer opens ]

I have to go away for a while.

Okay?

Why?

What's happened?

Has this got something to do with Gina?

Because I've just had the police on the phone.

They're looking for Gina and Sam and...

Ray, you're frightening me.

Look. Shut up.

You're not helping.

What have you done?

[ Indistinct talking on radio ]

[ Door closes ]

You all right?

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Doors close ]

Gina.

Give us a second, please.

Sorry, Gina.

Get him inside now!

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

You two, that way.

[ Music continues ]

[ Hinges creaking ]

WOMAN: Sir.

[ Woman whimpering ]

[ Indistinct talking on radio ]

So, do you know his whereabouts?

No, I don't.

He's gone.

[ Indistinct conversations, telephone ringing ]

Is Patricia Rose still in the interview room?

CARL: Yes, ma'am. Uh, might take a while.

What's the latest from the people in the chapel?

We've identified them.

When the interpreters arrive, we'll take statements.

Do we know where the daughter is?

-What? -Patricia Rose's daughter.

LAYLA: Well, I'm assuming social services have been notified.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Door closes ]

Hello?

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Birds crying ]

[ Gunshot echoing ]

[ Waves breaking, birds crying ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

Linda?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

Come on. Answer the fucking phone.

[ Door opens ]

CARL: Ray Murray, you are under arrest

on suspicion of trafficking people for labor

and other exploitations.

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defense

-if you do not mention... -Well, you've made a mistake.

...later rely on in court.

Do you understand?

Take him away.

[ Music continues ]

How long had the people been kept at the chapel?

No comment.

You don't expect us to believe

that you didn't know that they were there.

Six people living in a room like that.

They were being fed, given water.

How many times a day were you checking on them?

We found the following photographs in your desk

at the builders' yard.

Who are these women?

No comment.

Did you take the pictures?

Where are these women now?

I mean, they can't have gone home,

not without their passports.

How long had you been helping Stevie traffic these people?

'Cause that's all you were, isn't it?

The help.

No comment.

[ Music continues ]

Okay. Let's take a break there, then.

D.I. Roberts pausing interview at 19:52.

What's your game?

That's a nice chain.

Very nice.

Not my style, but I can see why you like it.

What makes you think it's mine?

Gina found it.

Along with the passports and all the other evidence --

in your house, in your desk.

You know what's funny?

She remembers Sam having it when they were young.

He thought it was his dad's.

Where's Gina? I need to see her.

Said he found it on the beach the day his dad died.

Go get Gina. I want to talk to her.

You will speak to me.

I want to talk to Gina.

Why?

To tell her that you were the man who shot her dad?

[ Grunting ]

[ Alarm blaring ]

Shit.

Get moving! This isn't a drill!

Gina!

Fuck off!

Gina! Gina!

Fuck off!

-[ Indistinct shouting ] -Gina!

You were never meant to know!

I swear I was a different person back then!

If your father hadn't have lied to me --

[ Alarm blaring, shouting continues ]

I wanted to make sure you, your mum, Sam were okay!

I never wanted --

I never wanted to hurt you!

I'm sorry!

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

* Somebody should have told you *

* If you want to be a soldier *

-* Ain't nobody hold you * -[ Indistinct shouting ]

* Sleeping with a gun *

* Somebody should have warned you *

SAM: Come back! No!

Come get it!

Come back and get it!

Come back!

[ Indistinct shouting in distance ]

Come back and get it!

[ Sobs ]

Come back!

[ Door opens ]

You can't. I'm sorry.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

* Whoa, oh *

* Whoa, oh, oh *

* Whoa, oh *

* Whoa, oh *

* Whoa, oh, oh *

* Whoa, oh *

* Whoa, oh, oh *

Come on.

[ Birds crying ]

[ Cellphone clicking ]

[ Cellphone clicking ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

* Somebody should have told you *

* If you want to be a soldier *

* Ain't nobody hold you *

* Sleeping with a gun *

* Somebody should have warned you *

* Never listen to the foreman *

* Get your name on a bullet *

* And a bounty, every one *

* La-la, la-la-la-la *

Let's go.

* Cold as ice *

* Burning from the inside *

* La-la, la-la-la-la *

* Such a modern way to die *

* Cold as ice *

* Burning from the inside *

* La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la *

* La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la *

* If I go bang for you, baby *

* Are you ready to bounce? *

* Bounce *

* If I go bang for you, baby *

* Are you ready to bounce? *

* Bounce *

* If I go bang for you, baby *

* Are you ready to bounce? *

* Will you bounce? *

* If I go bang for you, baby *

* Are you ready to bounce? *

* Bounce *

* If I go bang *