All language subtitles for No Offence S02E07 Episode 7

'Herbie went to a very lonely place.

'I read his note. He did
it to make you stop.'

Murderer!

You killed my daughter!

'The scores are in. It's
Roland Berry, no question.'

'This man's DNA has been marinated.'

'Ma'am, Kim Garvey's talked.'

You won't believe what he has to say.

Do exactly what my boy
tells you, understand?

I know where Nora draws
the line, but you...?

We needed a lead.

I can't do this any more.
We finish this, I'm done.

Hiya. Do you use this route every day?

That blue car over there, any
idea how long that's been there?

What the hell have they done to her?

Where are you, Donna?

I need you, for a couple of minutes.

- I have nothing to say.
- I'm not asking.

This only needs ears.

'The day of Herbie Attah's funeral,

'I was told I had to go
and make a phone call.

'By who?

'By Mani Attah.

'Where did you make that call from?

'The Irish Club.'

OK, clever fella.

But Mani never left the funeral.

What? He wanted to go down with the ship?

No. No, that prick
wouldn't have had the guts.

Yeah, and what if you're right?

If you were planning to go off like
a firework with the rest of them,

then why set out to blame the Irish?

I'm off out shopping on your tab.

Miller?

How does this fit in?

We know that Mani put the
bomb in Herbie's body.

We know he wanted to kill his mum.

And we know that he
wanted to frame the Irish.

Yeah, but he'd need a funeral
to pull all this off.

Ma'am? Tegan's had a
sighting of Nora on the move.

Ma'am.

Tegan picked her up on the
south side of Salisbury Road.

She knows the cameras round
there like the back of her hand.

I don't think she cares we can see her.

She'll fucking care when I see her.

Er, Dinah, don't you go near her.

If she's desperate, presume she's armed.

What's she wearing?

She's wearing a trilby,

she's got a bag that looks
like a dog's been sick on it.

This just reeks of ambush to me.

And Stuart's nodding here.

Await armed backup.

Understood.

Is she driving?

Are you driving?

Request armed response, Salisbury Road.

Officer in trouble.

(Go for the back.)

Nora Attah, I'm arresting you for
perverting the course of justice.

- Whoa, whoa! - Back away! You'll
have to hurt me to let her go.

I want her. Back away!

Perverting the course of
justice, for the deliberately

false accusation of racism
against a senior officer.

For what? Is that the best you can do?

It carries 15 years.

Anything you say may be
used in evidence... Ugh!

DC Kowalska, come in?

No firearms. Suspect's apprehended
and where she should be.

You all right?

Being taken care of.

You've lost your army, Nora.

OK, folks, nothing else to
see but the back of her.

She's only here to
collect a passport, ma'am.

And you don't move from here

without at least one of
us, do you understand?

I'm sorry about dragging
you into my life again.

I don't even know what Donna's done wrong.

You should have seen his face, Viv.

Oh, I will.

A friend of yours in custody.

Oh.

Do us a favour, Spike.

Pipe this down.

Ey, why are you taking
that little prick upstairs?

Ey? He hit me, I hit him.
Why's he going upstairs?

Cos you whacked him first.

Permission to speak privately
at the prisoner's request.

- I didn't send for him.
- No, Aidan, you're expecting Viv to come down

and mop up your shit, again.

I'm all you're getting, pal. Let's go.

And you twat your boss, for what?

For what?

Making you eat in the staff
area? Aren't you staff?

It was the way he said it.

But you know if he doesn't
accept your apology,

you could be looking at two years?

- He ain't getting an apology
from me, mate. - That's fine.

Don't drop the soap.

Do you know what? Bring it on.

Because I am fed up of
dealing with dickheads.

Do you know he's charging
£18.50 for a Sunday buffet

that cost him three fucking quid?

We've cooked better scran on
the bonnets of Land Rovers.

18 fucking 50, Spike.

Give me a minute.

You look at that every day, right?

Your Lauren? So do we.

We don't even know her.

Not like you do.

But we've stared at Lauren's face

every day since the investigation started.

Not just hers, dozens.

We can't and won't stop
staring until we get results.

Then you get your picture
back to yourself.

I never noticed who fell.

I swear to you, Spike.

It falls out, in the kid's meal.

He picks it up and sticks
it back in like some tramp.

Serves the kid the meal.

You'd have smacked him.

She didn't just help you because she can.

She helped you so you could look
fit enough to stand up in court

when our time comes.

Because, when it does, we're
going to need everybody.

Shut his door.

Where's Donna Calvert?

How would I know?

Can we go through that in a few seconds?

What is this?

I want my lawyers.

Now, for the purpose of this exercise,

Professor, that tin bath is?

Er, your late son's coffin.

And these mannequins?

The mourners seated exactly as they were

on the day of your son's funeral.

Retreat.

All stand still.

What the fuck!

We took a confession from
a witness saying that Mani

planted a bomb at his brother's funeral.

Where's your son?

Instant death for the
two front rows, Nora.

Including you and me.

You have shown me nothing.

Oh, it was a proper old
tear-down, believe me, sweetheart.

You don't get to talk to me like that!

Mani was placed in exactly the
spot that you're standing now.

It's the only place in this whole
room that could withstand the blast.

Protected by that wall, which is why
you have no dust on you now, Nora.

You are showing me nothing.

Dinah? Check the lady in.

Well done for bringing Nora in.

We would have lost her.

Yeah, but what for?

Your son abducted Donna
Calvert from her own home.

And we found Donna's car abandoned
with forensic evidence of violence.

And we find you, now, with false papers,

obviously intending to flee the country.

Stick to the questions
on the subject, Inspector.

You thought you were just
pulling a right fast one

when you asked, er, Miranda Godwin
to falsely accuse me of racism.

Well, that has significantly
backfired because the Home Office

is now insisting on the full 15 years

for perverting the course of justice.

No deals and no exceptions.

You've pissed right on your own
chips with this one, missus.

The Home Office has no authority
to impose terms before a hearing.

Yeah, this came to our
commanding officer in writing.

Address your administrative matters to us.

Oh, fuck off!

Now, face it, Nora. Mani wanted you
out of the way a long time ago.

He stuck a bomb in his own brother's body.

That was desecration.

What the hell could he
have against Herbie?

You have got nothing to thank him for.

And you're definitely,
definitely not going to get bail.

Welcome to my world for 15 years.

Now, I need Donna Calvert
and your son, in that order.

If she is where he is,
then you get them both.

Now we start talking deals.

Wait outside.

Go.

Can we clear the observation room, please?

If you tell me where Donna
Calvert is right now,

then you've earned open prison.

I won't serve five minutes in jail.

I find him, you get her.

If you let me walk away, take my chances.

No, no, no!

You've no way of
controlling her movements.

What choice have we got, Joy? We've
no other credible link to Donna.

Now is not the time for your
Bronte Sisters-saurus act.

You two were pointedly requested not
to be witness to that conversation.

So, for the sake of the dregs of
our friendship, for my reputation,

and because it's the
only chance we've got...

.. move away. Move away, as
far away from me as possible.

- So, what's Nora given us?
- Oh, she appears to be in the dark, ma'am.

But it's the lawyers who are the obstacle.

Dinah has arrested the mule

who provided Nora with a false passport.

That was given by the Needimans,
so we'll lift them immediately.

Her lawyers?

Agreed.

- Um... - Yes ma'am? - Can
you put that on my desk?

Suspected involvement in the
kidnapping of Donna Calvert

contrary to common law. We
can hold them indefinitely.

No phone calls.

This is an illegal arrest.

Your careers won't survive
what we'll get for this.

- Cuff him.
- He hasn't been read his rights yet.

Well, if he's nothing useful to say,
he won't be needing them, will he?

If anything happens to Donna Calvert...

.. I'll cut your fucking tendons myself!

Sign this for me.

When Molly tried to take you out...

If.

If there were ifs you
wouldn't be turning him over.

You will be handing him
over in one piece, won't you?

I forget, you don't have children.

- Don't knock it.
- So you can only imagine.

I would never hurt my own child.

He must have done something to your son

for him to come after
your arse with Semtex.

Next left.

We think that Nora might have
been right when she thought

that Herbie's suicide was murder.

You were screaming for the
opposite opinion a fortnight back.

I'm not a menu. Foul
play's been ruled out twice.

Which is ironic for a corpse
with a bomb in its ribs,

but all the toxic reports for Herbie
Attah could have been forecast

by a weatherman.

There's no trace of psychiatric meds.

Despite the fact he had
been prescribed them.

It's the ones who avoid them
with the gravestones, Hermione.

Listen to this.

Hello, this is the Riverdale
clinic calling for Herbie Attah.

Could you call us back?

We're concerned about the
sessions you've missed.

Thank you.

And we can't get anything from
Herbie's shrink without a warrant.

And we haven't got time!

- Which shrink?
- Doctor Sadiq.

She did Herbie's report for the coroner.

- You mention my name?
- Yeah. Once I did I got even less.

Just the name of another counsellor
and the fact that he'd missed

his Thursday sessions,
which we already knew.

- Which counsellor?
- Dr...

Dr Boletti.

And she definitely said Thursday?

Yeah, why?

Boletti's a rape counsellor.

Thursday's for survivors' group.

Rape?

Where's Donna?

She's here.

Where is Donna?

Ma'am.

Ma'am. Knowing what we know, read
Herbie Attah's suicide note again.

Herbie says, I can no
longer be in your world.

So we've always thought
it was directed at Nora

but I'm pretty sure it's Manni.

Ma'am.

Ma'am!

- Oh, my God, Donna.
- Don't touch me!

- Oh, my God!
- Nobody come near me.

Everybody turn your phones off.

Now! Mobiles off.

Landlines only.

Take Amy away, Cathy.

Donna.

What have they done to her?

Donna!

This is for you.

Donna is in your hands.

Sit.

Sit.

Spotters outside your building.

Could be anyone.

It will blend into the surroundings.

Any one of them can detonate that bomb.

Anyone in or out,

and the building blows up.

Have no doubts.

When we're out of reach,
the spotters will vanish.

If the spotters are
followed, the rules are off.

Ring the station for confirmation.

On the landline.

Dinah?

Donna's here.

They've got her wired to a device.

Tell whoever is following
you to come inside.

I'm alone. As agreed.

I won my first ten goes at poker.

Spike. Side stairs, third floor.

- Don't use comms.
- Good as your word.

He tried to take you out.

He tried to take church.

Where we are going he will need God.

You're going nowhere but hell
with this kiddie fiddler.

Whatever he promises.

Go outside!

Make sure he was not followed.

You'll never get out the country.

- Watch.
- Your assets are all frozen.

You are welcome to what is left.

No-one in their right
mind leaves the money here.

- The phone and the keys.
- Fuck off.

He shouldn't be on the streets

and you're putting yourself in his hands!

We are in each other's.

Again.

Something you would not understand.

Move, move, open the door, move, move!

Watch out, watch out.

Has Viv checked in?

Spike's phone hasn't moved.

And we're just going
to go in nice and easy.

That's great.

Well done. Thank you, matey.

Thank you, man.

Donna, Donna, you're
doing really well, OK?

When you're ready, we'll
move you somewhere safer.

- For who? - We need to get
the cells cleared, now.

That safe.

Kev, we need to get everybody out.

It's a code red security
alert, I need the cells.

What do we do about Felix in number five?

He's been wanking since breakfast.

I mean, red raw -- he should
see a doctor by rights.

Right, just finish him off. Just
get them out, get them all out!

Aidan!

- What's going on? - It says here
you worked in ordnance disposal.

You're shitting me, this
security alert's for explosives?

Look, are you another complete
fantasist or do you actually know

- about bomb vests?
- Where is it?

This way.

Move!

Can someone take over here?

And let's get Nora Attah
up from the cells.

Where's Nora Attah?

She's not on the premises, Ma'am.

You're fucking kidding me.

With respect, they've made the
decision on Donna Calvert's behalf.

The first time we've had Nora
Attah behind bars in five years.

She did what she could to
get Donna back in one piece.

That's not advisable
English for the situation.

You only know bad people.

Why did you have to use Donna?

- Cathy... - You came round weeks ago
pretending to give Donna a break.

That wasn't a lie, listen.

Donna was deeply involved with the Attahs.

Oh, come on!

We had no choice, Cathy.

Lives were in danger.

Yeah, well, they are now, Dinah!

I'm going to stay with
Donna so you don't have to.

Does that square things up?

Just fucking do one.

Go on.

Go on!

You all right?

Just keep her out of this.

Find her some earphones.

Oi! Help!

Try and grab that. OK.

- Got it.
- Right, let's smash this window.

- All right?
- Yeah.

- Has he moved?
- Has he fuck.

Oi!

Help!

If you can't hit the fucking
skip, you'll get deported.

You bastards, I'm calling somebody!

Call the police!

You call the police, I'm
fetching the health and safety.

What?!

Clear the stairs, please!

Thank you.

OK.

It's black and white. No toner.

There's no fucking...

Miller, this is Aidan Magee.

Yeah, chuffed for you, mate,
sounds like an anagram,

but I couldn't care less. There's
no fucking colour toner again.

No, he's worked in bomb
disposal, his CV's online.

I've checked. He's got
medals for, for ordnance.

- What regiment?
- 75th.

- Unit?
- Fifth.

- Base, where?
- Paderborn.

Wrong. Catterick.

Wrong. Catterick for 17 weeks only

while Paderborn barracks got rekitted.

OK.

If you can tell red from green
from this piece of shit,

you'll be a grand help, son.

Let's sort this out.

Yes!

Andy.

It's Aidan.

Come on.

DS Freers.

That chair nearly bloody hit me.

Oh, thank God we're all still here.

- Viv.
- We're safe. Spike's with me.

We got ambushed and then
Nora showed us her arse.

Ma'am, we are on lockdown.

This bomb's as real as their first
and we've nothing to bargain with.

Where are the lawyers? Nora
walked away far too confident

to be going nowhere. You need
to pin those fuckers down.

Well, the Attahs' numbers aren't
coming up with any checklists.

Nora will have formed an
exit strategy for years

and you need to tell those lawyers to help

or they will never play
shadow puppets again.

Yes, Ma'am.

Shift.

Let's see the last picture.

See, that's it.

I just can't work out where
the copper wire's junctioned.

OK, Donna, I'm going to need Dinah
to lift your tits out of the way.

- Is that OK?
- No.

I'd even rather him do it.

Careful.

You'll be asking me to move in next.

Only as a doorstop.

What was that?

First wire.

Right, listen up, listen up!

Now I'm not at liberty to
discuss this matter at present

but we do have a temporary
security breach.

Everyone stay calm. Not you.

- Right, you need to come with us.
- I'm going nowhere without a lawyer.

Well, that's lucky,
because he's coming too.

OK, ladies and gentlemen, there
is a bomb in the building.

- You're lying.
- She's not.

And we believe that these two know a
lot more than they are letting on.

Do you want to stay in here?

Move!

How are you doing, Donna?

Can I take a leak?

You'll be the only one who
hasn't on this floor, Rosebud.

Come on.

Dinah, can you stay?

You know, when you took our Cathy in,

everybody in the family had it
nailed on that you're a lezzer.

I'm told it's my loss.

I know.

I'm not.

So why did you take her in?

She had nowhere to go.

Where was I?

Off your head with most of your family.

That's not a snide remark,
Donna, it's a documented fact.

I just couldn't turn my back on her.

It made me feel really like...

.. left out.

She won't forgive either
of us for this, you know?

You can come back in.

Where we're standing, yeah, is
directly above the bomb, yeah?

No.

You're going nowhere till you
tell us where Nora's gone.

We want immunity.

Well, there won't be any if
she's in charge of the detonator,

you fucking idiots!

As far as Nora's concerned, this
girl's life is not worth a shit.

But my best friend's down there
because she believes it is.

She's heading for Northwich.

- Ivan's house.
- What's at Ivan's house?

A garden big enough for a helicopter.

Nora Attah did this to you.

Manni.

Ever meet a girl called Lauren?

- Aidan, no.
- 14 years old.

She had a heart-shaped locket.

I beg you, that
conversation's not for now.

That was my daughter.

The Attahs, they finished her off.

Andy, no.

Right, when you've lifted that wire,
there's something moved this side.

Yeah, I'm seeing a one tenth
mill copper feeder wire,

- assume connected.
- Fuck.

That little fucker was
meant to take us all out.

Lift that jacket up for us.

Bingo.

- Just keep hold of her.
- Call somebody else in.

Don't, don't move!

Well I grabbed on her shoulder earlier,
so this is fair do's, I suppose.

This is the time to milk your
roots, just be really Polish.

Donna, Donna!

We are all still here, I
just need ten more seconds.

Control your breathing.

No, better than that.

That's it.

You're safe.

Get her up.

Oh, God. Are you OK?

No. I feel really fat.

No, but you had me there. I thought, fucking
hell, Andy's made this all about him.

He's turned it into a suicide gig.

I've unpicked more of those evil
fuckers than anyone should have to.

I know. But look at the
state of your legs, though.

Right, you are free to
fuck off without charge.

But can we do this with
bourbon sometime soon?

Absolutely. And it's Aidan.

Ladies and gentlemen,
communication masts are back on.

Let's get back to work.

They've chartered a private chopper.

Intelligence suggests they're
heading to the Isle of Man

- to make international connections.
- OK, copy that.

Apologies, ma'am, but she's
not getting away from me.

You walked her out of the
building is my memory.

Don't do that, we've got
in-car video surveillance!

- What?!
- It's a joke, sorry!

Seriously, today?

Yeah, well, you need to have a laugh.

Hey.

You all OK?

Thank you.

Ma'am, where exactly are you?

I never like to say it like this,

but I can feel the chopper
down the back of my neck.

It's a red and white twin-engine,
looks like a Swiss Army knife.

Stay back until armed
support are on their way.

No, no, I need to get visual
confirmation that Nora

is at that postcode before she's not.

Negative, you can't visually confirm
Nora without risking her seeing you.

If you decide to get yourself shot,
it would save me having to fire you.

I'll have to get back to you.

Open the gates!

Move!

Right, they're heading to Douglas Airport.

Now, the only international
from there is to Geneva.

This has got to be one of the
few times they're not tooled up.

What do you think, Spike?

Well I'd say no, but does
it matter what I think?

- No.
- Exactly.

(All right.)

Hey, Nora!

Nora Attah, I'm arresting you
for the kidnap of Donna Calvert

and offences under the
explosive substances act.

Emmanuel Attah, I'm arresting you
for the exploitation of minors,

the rape of Kim Garvey and for the
rape and murder of Roland Berry.

Tell him to put that down, it's pointless.

When you back the fuck away.

Happy to.

- No!
- Get in the chopper.

Spike, do what she says.

- Stay back, stay back.
- Yeah, I'm not going.

Wait!

Do you really know your son, Mrs Attah?

Tell her how Herbie died.

Tell her why.

"I've begged you to stop.

"I cannot live after
what you've done to me."

Herbie's suicide note, it
wasn't written to you, Nora.

It was written to you, wasn't it, Manni?

Herbie was being
counselled for rape, Nora.

And not a one-off.

They've got him on the clinic's tapes
cancelling Herbie's appointment.

He groomed him for suicide.

Nora, look at me.

All units, the second Nora's gun
comes off Spike, take her out.

You can take that shot, but
that'll be the end of you,

and do you think you
deserve to die for him?

I think she would.

Because we're not going to prison.

Mum.

Mum?

Shoot him. Let's die together.

If you haven't the guts, give me the gun.

Don't take that decision, Nora.

Just drop the gun. Drop the gun!

It wasn't rape!

It was a relationship.

He understood his place.

Because he was better than you?

No, because you thought that!

Think that.

If you want to know how you
know about rape, Manni...

From your daddy.

I had to force myself to
treat you with respect.

Just respect?

Love didn't come into it?

You, fuck off!

Get out of here!

Thank Christ!

Shoot the fucker!

Let's end it all now.

Do it, Mum.

Do it, Mum!

Nora...

Fucking do it!

- Clean shot.
- Take it.

Nora, Nora, they can't hurt you.

They can't hurt you if I am standing here.

Give me the gun.

DS Freers, stand down.

All units stand down, the
threat's neutralised.

I repeat,

the threat is neutralised.

You're going to be safe in my world.

You need to get cleaned up and into this.

No, no, just fuck off, please.

Fine, go home with brains in
your hair, cheer the kids up.

Jesus, have I? Really?

Get it.

Hey, I found you some peppermint.

Thanks.

Dinah, I'm sorry.

You've every right to
feel disappointed in me.

What you did, you did as a pair.

Behind my back.

That's what chokes me.

You two, guess how much
this place is on for?

Go on.

2.3 million.

If it wasn't for the pigs,
the view and this bird bath,

it'd be worth shit.

I had a VHS that started like this once.

Aga's working, bread's in date.

I'm, I'm going to get some toast.

Yeah, me too. Me too.

Thank you, not for, not for the toast.

For your intelligence.

Whether you trust me or not,

you're still the two friends that I
would come to first, with anything.

And that's not a threat,
it's a compliment.

It's the kind of compliment

that I desperately want
to earn back from you two.

Truth that's told with bad intent
beats all the lies you can invent.

That's William Blake.

God love him.

I didn't forget you.

I was testing.

Did she just lie to a pig?

But she just gave us fair warning.

I'm claiming full whack
for these shoes, ma'am.

I've witnesses.