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WOMAN, Diana?

BANGING ON DOOR Please, God,

will you just open the door? Listen to me,

it's over, he's gone...

VOICE FADES

I feel sick.

Look, baby, it's going to be all right.

It's gonna be all right, I promise. OK?

TYPING

There's coffee in the pot, babe. It's fresh.

I'll have a shake.

How are you feeling? Any different?

Yeah.

Yeah, I couldn't describe it,

but, like, I do feel different.

Like, feeling pregnant?

Well, technically, I am pregnant.

Whether I stay pregnant...

Let's hope. How are you feeling?

Good.

Hopeful...

..that, by some miracle, I've knocked up me bird.

CUPBOARD DOOR CLOSES

A question.

It's a difficult one. Sorry.

Go on.

How do you feel about Ronnie?

Like, about what happened?

I try not to think about it,

because, well, I loved him.

But he gave me no choice.

Yeah.

I will miss him.

I miss him already.

So, what about Jamie?

What happens next depends on Jamie.

He wants what he can't have.

He wants what's ours.

I'll give him every chance.

You know, make him see sense.

What time do you call this?

That for me? Melissa.

She slept half the day as well.

You are good.

What time's he getting here?

After four, they said.

They're going to call when he's on the way.

Sound. Are you OK?

As OK as I can be, yeah.

Are you and Michael OK?

Yeah. It's all good, Mum. Don't worry.

Thanks for staying over.

No problem.

That coffee was nice.

Did you use the espresso machine?

Yes, I did. I went full-on barista.

Well, it was lovely. Good.

BABY GRIZZLES

Jamie...

I don't want to stay here tonight.

Not with your dad here.

OK.

Do you mind?

No, of course not.

Come here, son.

PHONE BUZZES

Yeah, go on, lad.

Just had a message there, yeah?

Someone out of town asking for ten.

Begging for it, lad.

Ten key? One zero.

I think we should move it, you know.

Get the ball rolling. Get the green flowing, innit?

I can get it done this morning, if you want.

What, someone reliable, like?

Yeah, obviously.

I can hear your head working there, lad.

BABY CRIES

OK. Get it ready.

G'wed. Listen, don't forget about the other fella - Billy.

Well, Little Blink's camped outside his house,

and I've got people knocking on doors.

I'm on it, man. Don't worry.

Look, we need to lock him down, mate.

Just those soft lads out the way. All right?

I'll speak to you in a bit. G'wed.

Who's soft lad?

Michael.

Out of the way?

Do you want another coffee, love?

Do you know what you're doing?

Melissa, it's time to mind your own business.

You are my business.

Look, just let me do what needs to be done.

We've got a lot to lose, Jamie.

Yeah, and a lot to gain.

Millions.

I've Gotta Be Me by Sammy Davis Jr

in this world

Helen, can you put these on a service wash for us, love?

Yeah, just leave it with the others.

Nice one.

You stink of weed, by the way.

Well, it's medical.

It's me knee, innit?

Oh...

You're fucking messing me.

Fuck! Helen!

Helen!

Helen, who's been upstairs?

When? Yesterday or today.

Who the fuck's been in? No need to swear.

You fucking tell me who's been in.

The young lad. He said he had to fetch something.

What young lad? Has he been here before?

The young lad. Short dark hair. Said he had to fetch something.

Yeah, well, what's his fucking name?!

Billy. Billy? Yeah?

Yeah. Fuck's sake!

What?! Oh!

PHONE BUZZES

All right, lad? Where are you?

Billy's house. Like you told me.

Right, start knocking on the door, lad.

Oh, look, they've got a bell.

DOORBELL RINGS

Anything? Is someone coming to the door?

No answer.

There's no sign of life at all, mate, no?

Uh, nothing.

No-one's been in or out since I've been here.

Right. Smash a window, lad.

Get in and have a little look round the house. Yeah?

What for? Right, because I'm telling you to!

Just phone me when you're in.

Fuck him.

Fuck off! CHAIR CLATTERS

..can't come to the phone right now...

Pick up!

PHONE BUZZES

Go on.

I'm in.

Right. Search everywhere, lad.

Yeah? Smash the gaff up if you need to.

Well, what am I looking for?

What am I looking for, lad?

50 kilos of lem. You can't miss it.

MUSICAL RINGTONE

Hello, son. What have you got for me?

After I tell you this,

you leave me alone, OK?

Agreed?

You haven't said anything yet.

DOOR UNLOCKS

So...I got us chicken burgers,

protein and that, and fries.

You know, carbs.

PHONE RINGS

Why won't you answer it?

Don't want to.

Then turn it off.

PHONE STOPS RINGING

How long have you got to hold it for?

Don't know.

Billy.

I'm not holding it.

It's mine.

You said you were holding it.

Molly, they took it from someone.

So I just took it from them. You took it from who?

Doesn't matter. Mine now.

Who did you take it from?

Someone known?

Oh, my God!

You need to give it back. No, I don't.

Billy, they'll kill you. They'll kill me.

No, they won't, because we won't get caught.

PHONE RINGS

I'm going home.

Molly, you can't do that.

I need the car.

You're a fucking idiot! Do you know that?

Molly, listen to me. They won't find us, OK?

We can go anywhere. Anywhere in the world.

No, we can't!

Stop it! Stop talking shite.

PHONE STOPS RINGING

All right. Wait.

If I'm going to give it back,

I'm going to need the car, won't I?

Keep me out of this.

KEYS DROP

PHONE RINGS

DOOR CLOSES

Molly! Molly, wait.

I'll give it back to them.

OK? I'll give it back.

Just let me take you home.

And then what?

And then I'll give it back.

They're gonna kick the shit out of me,

but I'll give it back.

LIFT DOORS OPEN

I'll get the wheels inside the doorway.

We can carry him that far. OK?

Hello, mate. All right?

All right. How are you?

Uh, he's going in there, under the window.

OK. That's it.

Go gently, fellas.

PHONE BUZZES

Oh, f... Lad, answer your phone.

I like your trousers, Rach.

Thanks, love. They're Reiss.

Hmm. They're nice.

DOOR OPENS

Nearly done.

Just setting up candles and that.

Have you seen him?

Yeah. Yeah, he looks good.

Does he look himself? Yeah.

PHONE BUZZES

Oh, sorry, Mum.

Answer it if it's important.

No, it's not. I'll ring 'em back.

Front door was open.

Hiya, Michael.

Thanks for coming.

No problem.

He's here, then?

Yeah. Just.

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry, Mum.

Just answer it.

Bonehead, I'm a bit busy here, lad. What do you want?

The shit's hit the fucking fan here, eh?

Like, we're smeared in it, lad.

Right? It's gone, bro.

Whoa, hang on. Wait there. One sec.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Mrs Phelan?

He's ready for you now. OK.

Did you get any of that call, Duff?

Jamie's? A bit of it, yeah.

Any idea? What shit, which fan?

Not a clue.

I'd say that's Jamie's business.

Is Jamie not one of us, Rach?

Is that what you're saying?

What do you mean by that?

Jamie's problems are my problems.

That's all I'm saying.

Does he understand that?

He gets it, Mike.

I remind him.

I don't think he needs reminding of anything.

Melissa, it's best if you stick to talking about kecks.

No, this can't be happening.

Just find him. Just find him.

Listen, the time for knocking on doors is long gone, lad.

I want you kicking 'em in. You listening?

ENGINE IDLING

Get masked up and get fucking loud.

You know, if we get too loud, lad, we frighten him away.

Listen, tell anyone who knows him that I'm looking for him,

and I'm not fucking about. Yeah?

Put a reward out if you have to.

I don't care what you do, just find him. Go on.

HE SIGHS

HE EXHALES

Michael?

Just need a minute. Sure.

Don't stand at the door. Come in.

I'm gonna leave the three of you together

to prevent whatever mess is about to happen from happening.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

Will you try?

There's no need for chaos.

Yeah, fine.

I want white smoke.

What shit? What fan?

Can I help?

No, it's sorted.

That quick?

Yeah, I'm good like that.

HE EXHALES

I don't know what to say to you, Michael.

Just tell me why you shot Davy Crawford.

I don't know. Yeah, you do.

I wasn't there. He killed his mate.

He couldn't handle what was being said, you know.

His son betraying him.

His boy fucking him over.

He wanted it to stop, so...bang.

A minute later, he regretted it.

I know it was you, Jay.

What was me?

I know you've got the lemo,

and I don't know why you decided to do it,

but you did, and, well, yeah, it was nicely done. Clever.

I'll give you that much.

Look, I don't know what you're on about.

It's not too late. For what?

Common sense.

For your mum's sake.

I just want what's mine.

You know, ours.

And then...

Well, then we're back on track.

I haven't got it.

I swear down over me dad's cold, grey body,

I haven't got it.

I don't know where it is.

You must have broken his heart.

No. We were sound, me and him.

That last night was great.

You saw it yourself.

And that must have really pissed you off.

You feel shut out, did you, Michael?

Seeing me and Ronnie tight.

And now all of a sudden, you're an outsider.

A nobody, almost.

So, go on, did you do this?

I'm being deadly serious, lad.

Was it you?

You were the reason we were out in Spain.

This is your shit.

Own it.

Michael...

DOOR CLOSES

How did it go?

I'm doing me best, Elaine.

But I'll be honest with you.

I think Jamie might have his own ideas.

They were Ronnie's ideas, too.

Ronnie said nothing to me.

And, well, Jamie won't share.

Well, they agreed on something.

I know that much.

Well, he won't say.

You know we're in a bit of a hole, Elaine. And I'm...

And I'm trying me best to get us out of it.

Yeah, OK. I'll come back to you.

He needs to accept it's not his time.

Not yet.

Sorry. Is it a good time?

Hiya, Cheryl. Sorry.

Come here. I am so sorry, love.

It must have been a terrible shock for you.

Yeah. Yeah. Thanks.

Erm, they're all in the kitchen.

I won't stay long.

Stay as long as you like. Thank you.

Michael.

Cheryl.

It's good to see you.

No Davy?

No. No Davy.

No sight or sound.

I'll leave you to it.

PHONE BUZZES

Elaine.

Do you still want me to speak at Ronnie's funeral?

Look, I understand if you'd rather Jamie did it.

I want you to do it.

I asked you cos Ronnie trusted you the most.

I'll speak to Jamie.

We can make this work.

We can.

OK.

What are you doing, hiding out here?

Why aren't you inside?

Get on this, Mike.

That Blink lad reckons young Billy's gone missing

with 50 keys of Jamie's lemo.

Which has got to be our lemo, right?

Blink says? Yeah.

And you believe him? I do. 100%.

He's terrified. He hasn't got a lie in him.

First person to find Billy is the winner.

That kid, he's all balls and no brains.

Mad.

A few weeks ago...

..everything was in order.

Everything was tight.

We were cruising.

Then Ronnie gets greedy,

his fucking lad gets greedy.

We're all supposed to be all together.

Mike, we need to make a move.

We need to find him.

Right. What do we know?

Who do we know that knows him?

We know he's not at home.

And I've got our Freddie outside his bird's house right now.

But besides that, he could be anywhere.

We need to go now.

I can't say it's not like him

to go missing for days on end.

PHONE BUZZES Because it is.

But I'm worried because, one, he's not answering his phone...

..and two, because...

Well, he'd be here...for Ronnie.

For you, Elaine.

He would. Yeah.

Bobby messaged him, didn't you, Bob?

As soon as it happened. Yeah.

Maybe he's just lost his phone.

He would've called.

Well, if he knows your number by heart, yeah.

PHONE BUZZES But all my numbers

are just names in me phone.

I couldn't tell you Bobby's number.

666.

No-one's got a landline any more.

That's true, I suppose.

He'll turn up, Cheryl, full of apologies.

Wouldn't want him to miss Ronnie's goodbye.

If he got the message, he'll be here.

Sure you don't want a glass of wine, Cheryl?

Maybe just the one glass.

Need a hug?

I need a miracle.

Tell me.

The gear's gone.

Some little toerag grafter's just took it.

Just walked in and took it.

Can you get it back?

I'm trying, aren't I?

And if you can't get it back, what then?

I'm down three million.

Oh, my God.

Right, listen, this is what we're going to do.

Will you ask Rachel how much cash she can get together

out of the business?

But ask Rachel, don't ask Bobby.

I don't want him knowing, OK? Not yet.

What if Rachel tells him? She won't.

Can I ask you what I asked you in Spain?

Are we safe?

Yeah.

Hey, we're safe.

Trust me.

JAMIE EXHALES

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Diana?

Mum.

Oh, my God. Right...

Let me find somewhere quiet.

I've only got a couple of minutes, love.

It's all I could afford. Is everything OK?

Just two seconds.

Has something happened?

No. No, no, no.

I need to talk about Dad.

For Christ's sake, Diana,

you know how I feel about it!

It's really not worth it.

Yes, it is, because it's worrying me.

It shouldn't.

I need to tell Michael.

He needs to know.

No.

Why does he need to know?

Because we're together.

It's for the best.

We agreed.

He needs to know who I am.

And he needs to know who you are and what you've done for me.

Darling, what I did is between me and you, OK?

You're not to blame.

You did nothing wrong. Nothing at all.

But who put the knife in?

Stop it! Who took it from the drawer?

Stop it! Don't make me put this phone down

and then be worrying...

Are you happy, love?

Are you happy in work and life, love?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

But I also need to be honest.

I'm glad you're happy.

That makes me happy. I need to be happy.

All right, baby, I've got to go. Love you. Bye.

CALL DISCONNECTS

BRAKES SCREECH

Look in the loft, in the garden! Hurry up!

Hurry up!

ANGRY CHATTER

Hello, son. I'm with Michael.

No sign of Billy, but we've got one, two, three, four beauts

all smashing in the front door. GLASS SMASHING

SHOUTING Come on!

You're clear of it all, yeah?

Yeah. I'm sweet. I'm out the way.

Hurry up! ALARMS BLARE

Can you hear that, Dad? That's the alarms going off.

They're in the house.

Do you recognise any faces, Freddie?

YELLING ALARMS BLARE

No. They're all wearing ballies. GLASS SMASHING

Go on! Yes! YELLING

Here y'are, hang on a minute.

Yeah, I'm on to one of them. Bones...

Bonehead.

He's close to Jamie Phelan.

At least we know they haven't got hold of Billy yet.

You'll do as promised?

Yeah. Yeah. I said I would.

Unless you want to get your passport?

Joking!

ALARM BLARING

What's going on over here?

GLASS SMASHING Oh, my God. That's me house.

Oh, my God! Molly, get your head down.

Don't let them see you.

Dad! Dad, Billy's here.

He's just driven past me with his bird.

You following them?

They've smashed in the front door! Billy, stop!

ALARMS BLARE GLASS SMASHING

Let them go.

Let them get out of the way.

Freddie, can you follow them?

He's stopped at the top of the street.

HORNS BLARING GLASS SMASHING

Dad, these are all on the way out the house.

The neighbours are out. It's kicking off here.

Stay on, Billy.

We can't afford to lose him.

Go, go, go! ENGINE IGNITES

Here y'are. The bird's getting out the car,

but Billy's still in it. We're almost there, son.

ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING

Oh, here y'are, come on, Dad. He's on the move here.

He's on the move.

Which direction? Which direction?

We can't fucking lose him!

Top of Everly Street.

Blue Mini.

There he is.

That's him.

There's our 50 key there, lad.

Don't lose him.

Get alongside him.

Let's get him to stop.

Fucking pull over.

I said pull over.

Pull over!

Argh, this kid, man!

Shit!

HORN BLARES Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Jesus!

Idiot!

Fuck!

HORNS BLARING HE LAUGHS MANICALLY

HORN BLARES

He's gonna get us fucking killed!

Got him!

Fucking hell!

BRAKES SCREECH

Argh! Fuck!

Get on him!

Ha-ha, ha!

SIRENS WAIL

Fuck.

Vehicle failure to stop. Over.

HORN BLARES

HORNS BLARE INDISTINCT POLICE COMMS

SIRENS WAIL

Fuck! No!

POLICE RADIO TRILLS

SIREN WAILS

Keep moving, please. Straight on.

Keep moving through, please. Thank you. Straight on.

I love you.

Morning, love.

Morning.

Melissa's on her way. She's in a cab.

Good. Just nipping out to the hairdresser's.

I'll only be an hour. Do you need anything?

Er, no. I'm good.

Are you OK? Yeah.

Are you sure? Yeah. You?

Come here.

You know, if we stopped asking each other if we're OK,

we might actually be OK.

None of this was supposed to happen.

No.

It's life.

See you later.

I'll see you later.

PHONE BUZZES

It's Michael.

Looking for a figure.

Cash. It's about two mil,

if I can shift some bonds quickly.

About half of that we owe.

I wouldn't be comfortable handing that amount of money

over to Michael.

Why not?

He needs it to pay for the gear.

We're starting from scratch, aren't we?

Is he the right person to be giving it to,

is what I'm saying.

Oh, Rachel, stop it.

Stop what? Being pragmatic?

Being...fucking you.

Bobby, this cash is just as much ours

as it was Ronnie's, as it is Jamie's...

As it is Michael's.

And he's the boss. Is he, though?

We've got one last throw of the dice.

We need to get it right. Yeah.

And Mike and then the Amigos are a safe bet.

All I'm saying is, it's too soon to give anyone our money.

Christ.

This funeral is gonna be a right fucking barrel of laughs.

LINE RINGS

Hello, this is David Crawford.

If you know me, leave a message.

If not, then don't bother.

LINE BEEPS

You know, the last funeral I went to was me dad's.

I went with a social worker.

No family? No.

My mum's family didn't think they should,

and me dad's people didn't want to know me, so...

They blamed you?

Yeah. I sided with my mum, didn't I?

I told the police what he was like.

IRON HISSES

You don't have to come today if you don't want to.

If you can't.

No, I want to.

I want to be with you.

I spoke to me mum yesterday.

How is she? The same.

She's strong.

I've been thinking about my dad, too.

Thinking about how... How he died.

Like Ronnie.

Are we nearer the beginning of this or the end?

Of what?

You said Ronnie goes into the ground,

it'll be over with.

Is that true?

I want it to be true.

I'm glad you didn't lie to me, Michael.

We should get ready. OK.

Really good turnout here, Mum.

Well, people are good.

So was your father.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

You all right? All right, mate?

Jamie. Mrs Phelan.

Thanks for looking after him.

No, it's an honour.

Hiya, Michael.

I take no pleasure in this, Jay.

Did you hear about young Billy?

Killed in a police chase.

With all the gear found in the boot of his girlfriend's blue Mini...

..gone.

Commiserations.

Gentlemen, if the pallbearers would like to get into position.

Can you help the pallbearers?

When you're ready.

OK, let's get the man to his appointment.

The Good Life by Tony Bennett

Mrs Phelan, if you'd like to follow me.

all the sadness you feel

Welcome, everybody...

..as we join together to celebrate the life of Ronnie.

For none of us liveth to himself...

You're David Crawford's wife. Is that... Is that right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Barney. Barney Stiles.

Full disclosure, though - it is DS Barney Stiles.

Cheryl Crawford, wife of known but absent criminal.

For to this end, Christ both died and rose and revived

that he might be Lord, both of the dead and living.

Michael.

BABY GURGLES

Michael is going to say a few words about the Ronnie he knew.

Erm...

PAPERS RUSTLE

HE EXHALES

Like all of us...

..I ca...

I can't believe I'm here.

I don't want to believe I'm here.

The images I have of Ronnie in me head...

BABY CRIES

..the memories...

..they're all very much life-affirming.

FAINT CHEERING

Not this.

And, well, at the same time, I'm...

..I'm honoured to be here.

Honoured to be talking about a man like Ronnie Phelan.

To me, Ronnie was a friend,

a proper mate, a protector.

Somebody you could trust.

You could count on.

Someone who was only too happy to give you a bollocking

if you needed, you know.

I'm sorry, Father.

LAUGHTER

No, but when Ronnie talked, people would listen.

GUNSHOT

Erm...

Oh, yeah. Erm...

Well, as you can see, I've got...

I've got loads of pages here, loads of words,

and although, well, I mean every single one of them,

somehow they feel, you know, borrowed, second-hand.

There was nothing second-hand about Ronnie.

He was a one-off.

Elaine knows that.

Well, she put up with him,

and she loved him.

And he loved her.

Well, he knew what was important in life.

Ronnie, open your eyes.

MUFFLED GROANS WET THUD

Sorry about this. Erm...

I don't know what's going on here.

Erm...

MICHAEL SNIFFS

Erm...

Look, I-I-I'm nearly there. Erm...

Did I mention that Ronnie had a...

Had a gift for making you feel nervous?

CHUCKLING

And just as quick as that,

he could put you at ease.

I can hear him now saying, "Michael.

"Michael, son,

"calm the fuck down and wipe your nose."

LAUGHTER

"You're gonna get red blood all over me Matt Monro vinyl."

CHUCKLING

Well, you didn't ever disrespect the crooner

in front of Ronnie.

No chance.

Ta, Father.

Not now.

But why dost thou judge thy brother?

Or why dost thou set at nought thy brother?

For we shall all stand before the judgment seat of Christ.

Please, all stand.

In peace, let us take Ronnie to his place of rest.

all through the years

I'd say this was your dad's favourite song.

But every song had its turn of being his favourite.

Will listening to them bring comfort, Elaine, or sadness?

Comfort followed by sadness.

They go hand in hand, love.

You happy?

You got everything you want now?

You've lost me there.

You've got to know me well enough by now, Michael.

I need to win, too.

What was that about?

I think she enjoyed the nosebleed.

Thank you very much, everyone.

I'll see you again shortly. Thank you.

I'm going to sort this out.

Let's do this.

It's a send-off, a big bang.

Michael, let's do it. Right, I'll be back in a minute.

One more time for the big man, hey?

Go on, then. Bless you.

Banks. Come on up, lad.

MUSIC BEGINS

The House Of Bamboo by Andy Williams

Hey? You not fancy it?

No, not today.

Not even for your dad?

No, not today. Not with them.

MUFFLED MUSIC CONTINUES

WHISPERING

Hey, Cheryl.

Diana.

Are you OK?

If you must know,

I'm trying to decide whether I make a scene or not.

Kick off. No.

No, that's not a good idea.

Why not?

Because they'll blame the drink

when it's clearly not the drink. CHERYL CLEARS THROAT

It's something else.

Grief, maybe.

That is entirely possible.

Except how can I grieve...

..when I don't know where he is...

..what's happened?

He's just gone.

They're supposed to be his friends.

They came to our wedding

and did their stupid fucking dance.

And not one of them could care less.

CHERYL SCOFFS

And the worst thing is,

I don't know if I'm angry because Davy's gone...

..or because they're taking me for a fool.

I don't want a fucking hug.

Thank you.

ZIPPER ZIPS

DOOR OPENS SHE SOBS

A Little Respect by Erasure

I think I did all me crying in the church. I feel numb.

These help. Cheers. Cheers.

You've got nothing to thank me for.

If you hadn't have kept your head in Spain,

Ronnie would still be in a freezer in Marbella.

He'd be evidence.

You did him proud.

You did us proud.

Jamie, you need to stop staring over there.

It's starting to look creepy.

We still need to talk about what happens next.

But not now.

I do need to ask you a question, though.

Of course.

Who did it?

Who do you think it was?

I don't want a war.

But it can't go unpunished.

No matter who it was.

The problem's finding them.

I want you to promise me something.

When you do find them...

..I want you to make them feel

the way that they've made us feel.

Will you do that for me?

I promise.

MIC FEEDBACK SQUEALS

JAMIE, Hey, Mum, what are you doing talking to him?

Get the fuck away from her, you, lad.

Get that mic off him now. OVERLAPPING PROTESTS

Can you just...

You can get... Get the mic off him.

You're not family. Get the fuck away from her! Whoa.

I know what you are, Michael Kavanagh!

I know exactly what you are, lad. Whoa. Fuck off.

You fucking killed him, you gobshite.

I know you did! Hey, he was me dad, you fucking prick!

You saw yourself getting cut out

and you fucking killed him, lad.

I know you did! Fucking gobshite! OVERLAPPING SPEECH

He was me dad and you killed him.

Fucking prick!

Watch what happens now. Watch!

All right, all right. Get off me! Get your hands off me...

DOOR CLOSES

OK, the show's over.

I don't know what to say, Michael.

You don't need to say anything, Elaine. He's upset,

he's pissed...and he's wrong.

Just don't ask me to be his mate.

I loved Ronnie like a brother.

I'll keep that promise.

MURMURING

Come on, babe.

You OK?

Not really.

You?

Yeah.

A question.

Does this mean you need to kill Jamie now?

He's got Melissa and a baby.

Mind if we take a detour, please?

Hello, madam. How can I help you?

I'd like to leave a message for DS Barney Stiles.

Can you ask him to call Cheryl Crawford, please?

And your number is...? I'll write it down.

Thank you. Goodnight.

Ta, mate.

VOCALISING