All language subtitles for Press Gang s04e03 Shes Got It Taped

This is not a hoax.

Warning. This is not a hoax.

There is a bomb on the premises.

Get everyone out.

You have very little time.

Evacuate the building.

You have very little time.

This is not a hoax.

There is a bomb on your premises.

Evacuate the entire building.

You have very little time.

Right.

Look, you can just give me a quick
interview.

Five minutes tops. Maybe we can clear
the whole thing up.

Sure, fine.

Come on.

Come on!

Hello,

I'm from the flat next door and my phone
isn't working.

I need to make a very urgent, very
private phone call.

Can I use yours?

The thing is, I need total privacy.

Sorry.

When we came in, the place was just a
mess.

Tables everywhere.

Two chairs were broken.

And then I saw my son lying there,
bleeding.

I've got to make a really urgent call.

Will you be on the line?

Sorry.

I haven't got a phone.

There

is

a gun.

Get out of there as fast as you can.

We've got no time.

No talking.

Get out of there.

Sorry, Mr Graham, I forgot something.

Just get out of bed. You've got no time.

What is it?

Were you listening to me on the phone?

Did you listen?

Of course I didn't.

It's just it was really private, you
know?

Sure.

I'd have hated to think anyone was...

Is that yours?

Yeah, I left it earlier.

Excuse me, I think I just heard a front
page.

Archie.

I couldn't place the face you're Archie
Pressman, aren't you?

Yeah. I knew I recognised you from
somewhere. I used to know your father

you was little. I have to go.

Three people were injured, one of them
seriously,

when a bomb went off in a Norbridge
restaurant earlier today.

Only moments before the blast, the
restaurant manager had received a phone

telling him there was a bomb on the
premises.

spokesman said it was not clear why a
warning would be given only seconds

the detonation.

Hi.

We met yesterday, remember? The cat.

Sarah Jackson, Junior Gazette.

Had quite a bit of trouble tracking you
down.

Archie Pressman, isn't it?

May I come in for a moment?

Thanks.

So what's this about?

The bomb.

And where should I... The kitchen.

What bomb?

Well, the one you heard go off
yesterday.

When you were in the cafe.

Surely you remember.

Oh, right.

Sure.

I heard the noise.

I just never found out what it was.

I'll have to read that thing sometime.

Copy?

Thanks.

So why do you want to talk to me about
the bomb?

Any particular reason?

Something I heard.

Look, why don't you just come out with
it?

What exactly is it you want from me?

Well, I'm doing a feature on how people
reacted when they heard the explosion.

I was interviewing Mr Quayle at the
cast. He said you seemed very upset and

gave me your name.

That's what you heard?

Well, yeah.

And that's all?

Look, obviously you're not wanting to
talk about this right now. Why don't I

come back later? No, no, I'm sorry. I'm
being very rude.

Please stay.

Sit down.

I haven't even made you your coffee yet.

Look, I don't want to... No, no.

I can't have you going back to the
office without an interview.

It might get you into trouble.

Not really. I didn't tell anyone I was
coming here.

Maybe it would be best if we made
another date for this.

No. Tell me what you know about the
bomb.

I'm interested.

Well, only what the police told me.

And what do the police know?

Well, apparently the manager of the
restaurant...

The one that got bombed?

He's involved in a lot of, well,
borderline legal activities, shall we

Seems like he got on the wrong side of
the wrong guy.

Seems like. One funny thing, though.

The manager received a warning phone
call.

That usually means that whoever planted
the bomb is more interested in property

damage than in blowing up people.

But the call came too late to get anyone
out.

It's terrible. I'm supposed to be
interviewing you.

Well, maybe the bomber and the guy who
made the call just didn't get their act

together.

Now, that's interesting.

What is?

The police thought that the bomber and
the caller would be different people

That would never have occurred to me.

They said that whoever planted the bomb
wouldn't risk calling themselves in case

their voice was recognised or the call
was taped or whatever.

They'd pay someone on the outside to
make the call.

Someone who was unlikely, someone who
couldn't lead anyone back to them.

So the caller was late?

I've got a theory about that.

Yeah?

Maybe his phone wasn't working.

There's been a lot of trouble with the
Norbridge Exchange in the last few days.

A lot of phones have gone down.

Milk?

Please, one sugar.

So what do you reckon?

He was running around looking for a
phone box?

Possible.

Yeah, it is.

Speaking of phones, may I use yours?

I ought to call in and tell them where I
am.

My phone isn't working.

Well, it's working now.

I was only joking.

Hello?

Just a minute.

Linda Day?

Well, she's my editor. I told her.

Linda, hi.

We haven't actually got round to that
yet.

No, fine.

Fine.

Yeah, great.

Have you got an address for them?

Yeah, hang on, I'll just get a pen.

Excuse me.

There's one in my bag, actually.

Yeah.

19... Darnie... And his name.

New shot.

Date.

Okay, got that.

Fine. See you later.

Hey! Oh, sorry.

My top!

I tripped, I'm so sorry.

Do you think I'm stupid or something?

I know what was going on there, Archie.
I know why you did that.

And if you think I'm about to wear one
of your shirts while you dry off my top,

forget it.

OK, fair enough.

You can't blame a guy for trying.

Can't I?

At least let me copy this out and read
the paper for you.

We're going now.

I can't have it done by tomorrow.

Tomorrow's bad for me, Julie.

No, it isn't. You're free all day.

Look, my stars are out of alignment.
They're not. I checked.

Okay, I'll level with you.

I can't get it done tomorrow because
I've got a date tonight, okay?

Someone really special could be it. I've
got no flowers.

Oh, by the way, Spike, don't let me
catch you sleeping at your desk again.

What?

Can I help you?

I'm looking for Sarah.

Sarah Jackson.

I'm a friend.

Oh, uh, Julie, Sarah?

Blonde girl, lousy -tasting men. I know
which one she is, Julie. When's she due

in? Uh, you must be Linda.

Sarah talks about you a lot.

Oh, really?

What did she say?

Well, you know, general stuff.

What general stuff?

I can't remember details.

Well, just give me headings.

Uh, Linda, agenda for the news team
meeting. Can we discuss it? Kenny knows

form's burning.

If you remember anything, I can be
contacted here most days.

Julie,

does Sam ever talk to you about me?

Hi.

Dear me.

Looks good kill.

Don't count on anything yet.

I have a respectable reason for being
here.

But who knows?

Maybe you left this behind on purpose,
so I'd have to drop by.

Actually, you took it from my bag while
I was on the phone and put it in a

drawer.

I was watching your reflection in the
window.

Excuse me, I've got work to do.

What do you think you're doing?

Well, if you saw me take it, why didn't
you ask for it back?

Maybe I'll do this later.

Julie, can I have the key for the
equipment cupboard?

Yeah.

Why didn't you ask for it back?

The coffee was childish. Stealing the
tape machine was positively infantile.

Why can't you just ask?

Sarah, could I take you out sometime?

Dinner tonight would be fine.

Linda, I'm off.

What? It's OK. I'm owed the time. I've
got a dinner date.

Oh. So I expect you'll be talking and
stuff.

Well, yeah.

What about?

Just generally, I mean. I'll tell you
tomorrow.

Julie, can we put that on the agenda?

Linda, listen, I got a work problem
about tonight.

Ready then? I better warn you. We're
going now.

So give this to Julie.

Sure.

I'll just get my coat.

There's quite a good place not far from
here we could walk in.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, what have you got?

What have you got?

It's all about this issue of ignoring me
now. Hey, look at me.

Right, that's it.

Archie?

Just coming.

So there I am going out with this guy,
and all the time he's complaining about

this review that appeared in the paper
slagging off his acting.

Thing is, he doesn't know I wrote the
review.

Then there was Brian Magboy.

Not so much a relationship, more of a
thick joke.

I'm just not sure who.

Well, you seem to have the business of
meeting the wrong men well under

I've got it mastered.

Mistress. I've got it taped.

Taped?

It's just an expression.

Oh, right.

It means I've got everything sewn up.

By the way, you remember that tape
recorder you left in the cafe?

Yeah, I remember that.

Well, what were you doing?

An interview with Mr Quayle at the CAF.

We'd spoken in to recently.

How did it go?

What? The interview.

Have you listened to the tape yet?

Not really.

Oh.

Well, some of it.

The good bits.

Define good.

Beautiful.

Surprising.

You're wondering why I'm talking like
this, right?

Right.

It's just every date I go on, I do
everything I can to kill the mood.

After the guys I've been out with, it
gets to be a habit.

I'm sorry.

So long as that's all it is.

That's all.

Promise.

Listen, I've got lots more hilarious
boyfriends I can tell you about.

Want to know what I did to Gary Morris
when I found out he'd been two -timing

me?

Shoot.

You know you're a first.

Well, no girl's ever offered to see me
home before.

If I let you see me home, you'd know
where I live.

That's a big step.

So, er, do you want to, er... Good
night.

Anyway, I've got work I need to do back
at the newsroom.

See you again?

I think so.

Don't you?

Good night.

Night.

Oh, sorry. I got the wrong door. I think
it should be one floor up.

Sorry again.

What's going on?

From the very beginning.

Why not?

I never intended to do a feature on how
people reacted when they heard the

explosion. That was an excuse to get
talking to you.

I didn't ask you for my tape machine
back when I saw you steal it because

what I wanted you to do.

That's why I let you see it in my bag.

Do I really have to continue?

Done a nice little job of stringing me
at home.

Corey, you can go on home.

He stays.

Don't be stupid.

I'm telling you, he stays.

Archie, we know it wasn't you.

What? We know it wasn't you. I'm sorry I
ever thought that it was.

It wasn't me what?

That broke into Quail's cafe on Monday
night.

That cafe where we met was broken into
last Monday night.

This is Peter. He's the son of the
owner. He was working late at the time,

himself beaten up as a result.

And you thought it was me that broke in?

That attacked you?

Well, from a distance, it could have
been the guy.

And that's why you came to my flat?

For a closer look?

Do you want to get on home, Peter?

I'm sorry.

We were wrong.

We were all wrong.

That day at the cafe, Quarrel recognised
you.

Apparently he knows your father, and
he'd heard you'd fallen in with... well,

with what he called a bad crowd.

So obviously it was me that beat up his
son.

Yeah. I can see why you're a journalist.

Look at it his way.

One moment he's given me an interview
about the break -in, next thing he finds

you hanging around looking shifty as if
you'd been listening.

I don't think I was even in the building
during your interview.

Nevertheless, he found you stood there
like a zombie at the payphone, right

to where we'd been talking, looking
guilty as hell, he said.

And why would I be having a guilty
listen to an interview about a break -in

wasn't involved?

You really think that was a lead worth
following?

Not at first.

Not until you tried to steal my tape of
the interview.

I only took your tape machine so I could
get to see you again.

I know that now.

I'm sorry, Archie. What more can I say?

Are you in a forgiving mood?

I don't know.

I'll have to think.

Fair enough.

Look, I do actually have work to do.

Fine. Go ahead.

Must be disappointing for you.

A story coming up bad like that.

It's like Linda says.

You can't always catch a bad guy.

What kind of people do things like this?

We got the cafe open again remarkably
quickly.

We can't afford to have it shut.

And how's your son doing?

Better. They're letting him out of
hospital today.

OK, that's all I need. Thanks for your
help. Sarah?

Yeah?

Can we talk?

I think I just need to talk all this
through.

OK, just let me finish this.

I need thanks for your help.

No problem.

You want a coffee or something?

Thanks, but I have to get straight on.
I'm behind schedule already.

OK. Well, good to see you.

And you.

Thanks.

Interview's over, isn't it?

I left the tape running.

I want to hear what I missed.

Look, I want to talk.

Now. OK, Archie, just let me finish
this.

I'll be one minute, I promise.

Yeah? Have you got any coke or anything
in there?

No, sorry.

It doesn't matter.

Have you got a phone?

How do you do?

Don't listen to this. Why?

Sarah, I need your help.

I've done a very stupid thing and I need
your help.

What you're about to hear on that tape
is me phoning the bomb warning to the

restaurant.

The

laughter

wiped you out.

I've tried, but I can't hear a word of
your phone call.

You've tried?

Oh, I already knew what your phone call
was about.

I've always known it was you who phoned
the bomb warning to the restaurant.

You couldn't have.

Archie, I've known since the moment I
heard the explosion you were somehow

involved in it.

When that bomb went off, everyone in the
cafe just about jumped out of their

skins. Except you.

Now either you've got incredible self
-control, or you knew it was coming.

You never thought I had anything to do
with that cafe breaking, did you?

I played along with it for my own
reasons.

And you got that guy to come to my flat
tonight just so I'd follow him here.

This was all a setup.

You're very nearly smart, Sarah Jackson.

The thing is, you don't have any proof.

I've got it taped.

That wasn't an expression.