All language subtitles for In Deep s01e03 Romeo Trap 1

Thank you.

Not very good. Max is losing 5 -0.

6 -0.

Max,

give us the ball.

I don't want to play anymore.

Max, you've got all your friends here.
It's your birthday.

I know.

It's really difficult to throw a match
without anyone realising.

I bet you can't keep it up.

How much do you want?

Fiver.

Happy birthday.

What are you doing?

You've got to start them young.

What are you doing here?

Trying to put my beard on.

Where's Doctor?

I like the hit.

It's hard off.

Undercover policing's changed quite a
bit.

We keep a team of detectives on the
internet posing as underage boys and

We're hoping to track down other members
of the Gretel Club.

Here it comes.

What underwear do 13 -year -old boys
wear these days?

My son's anything to go by. I think
they're all weak.

Boxers?

How come this isn't entrapment?

We're only intelligence gathering.

We have to go elsewhere for hard
evidence.

Which is why you brought us in.

Exactly.

We haven't got the skills to do this in
-house.

That's why we needed special operations
on board.

Our informant tells us that Keith
Sullivan and his son Bradley intend to

their operations for the Gretel Club as
soon as they've been released from

prison.

Last time, we only got them for
possession of child pornography.

If our informant is right, they'll be up
to their old tricks.

Then we're looking at conspiracy to
kidnap, growth in decency with a child.

You're going for a life sentence?

I won't be happy with anything less.
We've spent over a year watching these

people. Have you firmed up the
Cullivans' release date?

Yep, end of the month.

So Garth's got three weeks to become
their best friend.

Shouldn't be a problem.

OK, we've covered communications, code
names, contact points.

That's it.

Good luck.

Liam, can I just have a word?

I'll just go and slip into something
more comfortable.

Just as a precaution, we've gone over
the paedophile material found on the

Sullivan's hard disk.

Do I need to look at these? There's a
chance that you or your team might

recognise a face during the operation.

Don't worry, we've had them cut down to
faces only.

How old are the pictures?

Anywhere between five and ten years old.
Some of the victims will be adults now.

How are you all coping?

Oh, drink, drugs, divorce, the usual.

You think I'm joking?

Your mama's so fat she could sell shade.

You got a problem with that?

Yeah, well, your mama's so fat she's got
smaller fat women orbiting around her.

Well, you're getting into character.

Just practising me cussing.

I've got to keep me front up. I'm a
problem prisoner.

Funny how you always get to play the
same role.

Right, you ready?

Yeah.

You're locked up in some miserable
marriage in a poxy little cul -de -sac.

You're the one who's gone to prison,
mate. Me? I'm off to a holiday camp.

Lovely you've got some more time off.

Sage, if we could have some time
together.

You can put that shower curtain up in
the bathroom.

No particular problems at home, then?

No. Happily married, two lovely kids.

Can't complain.

What about your wife?

Does she?

Not really.

Not really?

She said I'll leave some of myself at
work.

What does that mean?

Well, you're the expert. You tell me.

Any problem sleeping?

No. So you're sleeping through the
night?

Well, I'm not working.

You're on operation at the moment.

No, I'm talking to you.

What about sexual relations?

I always wonder when we get to that.

Why?

Well, you're a shrink, aren't you?

No, Liam. I'm a psychologist.

I only ask because it's... Quite normal
for undercover officers to have problems

with intimacy.

Well, I must be abnormal then.

It's your job to befriend and then
betray some extremely dangerous and

criminals. It wouldn't be surprising if
a sense of suspicion crept into other

areas of your life.

It can be hard to trust other people.

To trust yourself.

Look, me and Pamela have been locked for
15 years. Sorry, locked?

Married, so of course we don't go out
here hammering tongs anymore, but we're

normal, happy couple.

Good.

Great.

Well, that's it?

Yep, unless there's anything else you
want to talk to me about.

You're going to file a report on the
basis of that?

No, no, this is just a part of a regular
assessment process.

Look, I may be employed by your
employers, Liam, but my first loyalty is

So, if anything crops up, anything you
want to talk about, call me.

What a load of old

bollocks. They might not.

Nothing like the real thing.

Nothing like Manila.

Where? Manila. In the Philippines.

I served time there.

Extradited last year.

Look, if you want to chat, go somewhere
else.

How long have you got?

That's a personal question.

Oh, no.

I mean till the end of your sentence.

End of the month.

This is supposed to be the
rehabilitation.

Same as us.

A few weeks' time and then no more Mrs.
Palmer and her five lovely daughters for

you.

Hey, what are you doing?

You weren't watching it.

Paul, don't be such a puss.

Give it the remote.

I can't talk much with girls.

It just doesn't seem to work.

Leave it on this channel, Bradley.

All right, girl.

I always have to have someone who I can
be open with.

That's not really possible with a girl.

It's nice if you can talk to someone.

If you're keen on a guy, but don't dare
to tell him.

How many times do I have to tell you,
Max?

Who knows? I'm going to knock before you
come in, all right?

Sorry, Dad.

No, no, I'm sorry.

What do you want?

Rio's here.

Oi, oi!

Oi, well, here, Nick. I hope you like
it.

It is rare. It's really expensive.

Very well.

What are you doing here, anyway?

Can't arrest you, you're dead.

And he's back?

You haven't noticed.

I haven't noticed.

Oh, here he is. Editor family.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, do you think we could go down the
park and play football?

Sorry, Max. No, we've got some business
to talk over.

I thought you were taking the week off.

Well, I'm just keeping us up with
things.

Some things more than others.

We'll at least take the dog for a walk.

This is beautiful.

Red buns like me and Dad.

We get to work in the gardens most days.

Oh, I meant the wacky -backy.

We have to be enhanced to work in the
gardens.

Oh, I'm enhanced, all right, big boy.
Where do you get to eat from? Must have

friends in high places.

Low places.

I was in security.

You know, clubs, debt collecting,
protection.

The screws know I know people who know
where they live.

Did you bring your trial papers?

Yeah.

You won't understand it. Half of it's in
Spanish.

Child molestation.

How old was she?

Twelve. She looked sixteen to me. Those
Filipinas are trained to turn tricks at

birth. I thought she was a pro.

Once she'd paused her positions.

Two indecent exposures.

Attempted rape.

None to be proud of.

You don't need to be ashamed of anything
with us, Paul.

Lou says I just have a boundary problem.

Anyway, I'm appealing.

Not to me, you know.

Who's Lou?

She runs the sex offenders programme
here.

Well, so the stuff does she do?

Dynamic group counselling.

Covert sensitisation.

Reversion therapy.

Bradley.

Hey.

Morning, Mr. Carter.

All right, lads?

Morning. Bradley.

What's your line of work?

Accountancy.

That's a member of Mensa.

What are you going to do when you get
out?

Carry on as normal.

Good, then.

What's the problem?

The offender's register.

Pervert! Pervert!

Pervert!

Have you wrecked the village?

Yeah. Yeah, we're renting a house there.
It's about two miles off to Sullivan's

Farm.

We'll get everything ready.

Is there something right between you and
Pamela?

Yeah, why do you ask?

I'm just asking.

Why is it everyone suddenly wants to
know about my private life?

What do you mean, suddenly everyone
wants to know about my private life?

I had to see a psychologist yesterday.

Yeah, you went to see a shrink.

Go on, fetch it.

It's mandatory now for all Level 3
undercover.

Yeah, right.

Management covering their arses, my
like.

I don't want you suing them for post
-traumatic stress.

Who's telling me, anyways?

Her. Her.

She's tasty.

I've got to go back again in a few
months.

Yeah, we are.

You know what these women are like.

Bitches.

Yes, we'll just grass you up.

Come on, girl, come here.

If you ever want to talk about anything,
you know.

What's the matter with that dog?

She can't.

I'm in love.

Just imagine you're back there, Paul.

You're ten years old again, and you can
remember what happened.

Yeah.

It's seven o 'clock.

Music for the end of Crossroads comes
on.

And then he comes up to my room.

It's OK, Paul. Go on.

I stand against the dressing table,
looking out over the chimneys to the

station.

He takes down my pyjamas.

Does it hurt?

A bit, yeah.

How do you feel about your dad while
he's doing this?

Sorry for him.

The weird thing is, I'm only ten, and
he's a grown man,

and me dad.

But I feel like I'm the grown -up.

Powerful and...

And wise.

And he seems lost.

Like a little lost boy.

Okay, Paul.

Open your eyes.

Let's talk about the present.

How do you feel about your dad now?

I want to kill him.

I want to kill the sick bastard for
screwing me up.

The anger you have.

Why does it only come out against women?

I don't know.

I do. He's trying to prove he's not a
batty boy.

He doesn't like women, he just won't
admit it.

And, of course, you like women, Garth.

I love them.

Yet you raped an underage girl.

Maybe you don't like women either.

Labels are for jam jars.

I know what my problem is.

I'm a sex addict, that's all.

You know, some people get addicted to
alcohol, nicotine, drugs.

I'm just addicted to doing it, if you
know what I mean.

So you think that being a sex addict is
the same as being an alcoholic or a drug

addict?

But for funny.

Are you so stupid that you don't see the
difference?

A drug addict abuses themselves.

A sex addict like you abuses other
people.

Careful.

You're verging on hurting my feelings,
mate.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to verge.

Why didn't you warn me Paul's a total
plastic?

Not only does he slash all over me from
a great height but I'm supposed to say

thanks for the shower.

Don't worry.

You've played it perfectly.

Deny everything for the first few
sessions and admit to everything.

In that way they think they've reformed
you.

Are you into tricks then?

Down to train magician.

Remind me not to play brag with him
again.

I must admit, Paul is not somebody we're
going to miss when we get out of here.

A good kicking's what he needs.

His appeal has been brought forward.

He's back in court next week.

I read his debt.

No way he'll get his sentence reduced.

No.

Not unless he's got an arrangement with
the Crown Prosecution Service.

You think he's a grass?

I have my suspicions.

And I have my phone card.

I filed this down when I was in the
workshop.

You know how to look after yourself,
don't you?

And other people, too.

Who's that?

Nicola isn't 18.

I've been watching you since I was 10.
Me too. Well, not when I was around.

Mum, why do I have to go see kids
movies? I'm old enough to have a child

Look, if your dad says no, then I'm not
going to argue.

Okay.

What's the problem, toothache?

It's not me, it's a friend. I think he's
got an abscess. Is our dentist

available for an appointment?

How quickly do you need an extraction?

Well, about a couple of days.

I'm not sure I can do that. The dentist
is away on leave.

Yeah, well, I'm here on my own, so tell
that dentist to pull his finger out of

his bat arse and organise it.

OK, Mum?

Just mashing. Bye.

Don't tell me.

The operation suddenly speeded up. You
haven't even unpacked from the last job

yet.

You're always trying to make a getaway.
Can't you just delegate?

It can be hard to trust other people.

I can't believe it.

They lied to me.

They said the court would pass me
appeal.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Who's this?

Hello, I'm a colleague of Joseph's.

We tried our best, Paul. There's no way
the judge will reduce your sentence.

I took all the risks.

I risked telling you what the Sullivans
were planning.

Get close to those bastards.

Listen in to their sick plans.

We've got to get this right, Paul.

Just bear with us. No.

You shattered me.

The deal is off.

Can I have a word with Paul alone?

Tell him a bit about what we're doing.
You won't change my mind.

Well, we ain't got to lose them.

Not the year in that unit with those
psychos.

You don't know what they're capable of.

Well, thanks to your bravery, Paul, we
know exactly what they're capable of.

Now, I'll tell you more, but we operate
a need -to -know. Well, I need to know.

The Sullivans are members of the Gretel
Club.

It's a paedophile website.

It starts with swapping child
pornography, and that leads to sharing

addresses.

Some of the images have been around for
years.

We went through the images to see if any
of the victims were recognisable.

I think you'd better sit down.

Where was it taken?

In the children's home.

I was 12.

They sent me there to protect me from
your father.

They sent me there to protect me.

Why are you doing this to me?

We've got to stop this, Paul.

I wish I could go back in time and stop
what happened to you, but I can't.

All I can do, all we can do...

You stop that happening to another child
in the future.

The Sullivans will be out in two weeks,
Paul.

We've got to make sure it doesn't happen
again.

And you keep overnight bags packed for
you and the kids.

Yeah.

And we'll stick to the nominated safe
house, yeah?

Is this a dangerous one?

No, no, it's nothing to worry about.

Pam, it's...

Just standard routine. I always have to
check up on Liam's personal incident

procedure.

I can't remember the last time Liam and
I had a personal incident.

Louis, what's the matter, eh?

Tell me.

It's changed.

who he is anymore.

He's a little thing.

Wait, hasn't he?

I've got my hair on his jacket.

The smell of a perfume I don't wear.

Don't even go there, all right?

I've never even asked him about his work
before.

How far did Liam go?

No wonder you stopped the front line
staff.

Look who's here.

Didn't expect to see you again.

You know, everybody screws it up,
doesn't she?

Are you, Paul?

How's the boy?

My boy? The one you shag in the showers.

All right, if I pull up a chair and join
you. Sorry you made tables full.

Shut it, then!

Right, this is the Sullivans' place. All
the technicals in, state -of -the -art.

Josie's giving me the rundown on most of
the main players in the village. The

pub is run by Jerry and Gwyneth Fry.

Who runs the garage?

Ned Barnes.

No preview.

This is your pad.

And this is your neighbour's?

Is that the doctor's wife?

Yep. Karen Kingswood.

She's quite fit, isn't she?

Doctor could be an important contact.

Yeah, wouldn't mind doing some close
surveillance.

He's going to be the first to spot any
children at risk.

You'd better register me with him. Use
my dummy medical records. Yeah.

Look, do you want me to organise a... a
session with her?

Don't you ever stop.

You lucky sod.

Get all the perks.

Well, you weren't quite alive, Rio.

Yeah. Yeah, look where it got me.

What are you doing?

I don't know, Keith.

Not sure I could cope on the
countryside.

All that cow dung and sheep shagging.

Why are you all ignoring me?

Oh, Paul.

Sorry, I didn't recognise you with men's
clothes on.

I hear you've won the painting
competition.

Yeah.

So many pictures are going to be shown
in a gallery in town.

Yeah, well, you're good at making an
exhibition of yourself, aren't you?

Oh, I get it.

It's the power station, right?

Ah, to remind you of crossroads and
those happy evenings at home with your

But tell me, did you still respect him
in the morning?

Oh,

look, come on, someone get Mr Cutter,
will you, before I rip Leonardo's head

here. Oi, pack it in.

Come on, Messer.

What's got into him?

Must be nervous about the exhibition.

Take him to the segregation unit.

Now dose him up on Logacto.

Keep him behind the door till he calms
down.

It's a worry, though, isn't it?

What is?

Well, he's so highly strong.

He could get suicidal.

Think I came here for the quiet life?

Yeah. We're all crying.

Kids have got nothing to do around here.

Now, it looks like I'm going to have to
respray the whole side.

Well, why don't you do the whole car
while you're at it?

That is going to cost you an arm and a
leg.

This fun run. Going on it? Thought I'd
have a crack at it.

Even if it killed me.

These days I have to do a check -up
before you can be added to my list.

And how did I do?

Blood pressure and weight seem to be
normal.

Lung capacity good.

Heart rate steady.

Think I'll survive this fun run next
month?

I should think so.

I should talk to my wife, Karen.

She's organising it.

And how do I get in touch with her?

I think you'll find we need this, Mr
Granger.

You're kidding.

I hope they keep an eye on him.

We wouldn't want Paul to come to any
harm now, would we?

Well, alterations are very loyal.

Good dogs, but they need a lot of
exercise.

I was thinking, um, what about a Jack
Russell for a hunting rabbit?

The only problem with Jack Russells is
they can be snappy, especially the

pedigrees.

Also, they're not very good with kids.

Officer Carter!

Stay!

Have you thought about our offer?

We can put you up with your weights.

I suppose I won't get used to keep
shagging.

How did it do?

Off conomination, Paul.

Come on, Milo.

Come on.

There's a good girl. Come on.

There's definitely something wrong with
her.

Mind you, 17, that's ancient dog years.

You know, Dad and I got her when we got
engaged.

She would have got a trial run for you
two.

Oh, thanks very much.

Don't be sad, Mum.

She's had a good innings.

She's as old as our marriage.

Are you and Dad OK?

Oh, we're fine.

Have you made contact with the doctor's
wife again?

No, give me a few minutes.

Right, here she comes.

Hello again.

I was looking for you.

Hi. You're serious about this fun run,
aren't you? Yeah.

I saw you running yesterday.

I was going to join you, but you looked
pretty intimidated.

How many miles do you do a week?

About 50.

I'm surprised your joints don't give.

I'm lucky that way. Good genes.

Thanks for the application form.

I just dropped it over at your house.

I hope I'm not too late.

I'll get your number when you're all
set.

Maybe we can go out training together.

I'll keep up.

See you.

I'll check the booby trap.

You two stay here. Give me ten minutes.

How much are we going to tell him?

As little as possible.

As soon as we know we're safe, he goes.

What have they done?

What is this?

Cress.

Someone must have broken in, spread the
seed, and then watered it.

Wait till you see the kitchen.

That's a real treat.

These friends of the family.

Bloody hell.

This is too much.

This is going too far. Why are they
doing this to us, Dad?

We never touched anyone in the village.
I mean, you put on magic shows for the

kids.

It looks like you're going to need me
around for a while.

He's got his legs well under the table.

Yeah, but for how long?

Let's wind forward to the following day.

OK, stop it here.

Play it from there.

But why does he have to go?

Because the bank holiday's coming up.

Why can't he come along on the chicken?
Because we don't know him, we can't

trust him.

We can.

He's into the same stuff as us.

He can help us.

He can provide protection at the chicken
shed. I said no, Bradley.

What's that?

Rewind and crank it up.

Ricky.

That's a mate.

He can help us.

He can provide protection at the chicken
shed. I said no, Bradley.

Chicken shed.

Chicken's a slang for children.

Please, Dad.

What am I going to say to Garth?

Goodbye.

I want him out by the end of the week.

They're planning something for Bank
Holiday Monday.

So who's this friend?

I don't understand.

I mean, how are you going to cope?
You're both mad. You still need

Those village vigilantes, they're not
going to go away.

That's not my decision.

Look, give me the key, will you? You're
in no fit state to drive.

So your dad's out tonight?

Yeah.

What's he doing?

Shooting rabbits.

What?

Shooting rabbits.

Yeah, well, I suppose he needs the
bunnies to pull out of his hat.

So, er, is there a gun then?

Borrowed one.

Well, there's all this stuff.

Juice feathers?

Sir.

You know what, mate?

I'm going to miss you.

I really will.

I don't know.

I don't know why, but I feel safe with
you around, Garth.

You know that.

Close personal protection, that's me.

You what?

I'll look after you, Brad.

You know I'll always be there for you.

some alike.

You know what I mean?

We've got so much in common.

Yeah.

Kind of like brothers.

That's right.

Like blood brothers.

Do you ever wonder who you are?

Do you ever feel like your whole life is
one big act?

Often.

Sometimes I forget who I am.

Me too.

Me too.

some dark places, Garth.

Some really dark places.

Oh, not burgers again.

Oh, sorry, mate.

Don't do too few out here.

Oh, not the same one again.

And they're goodbye guarantees, aren't
they?

God, I am totally blood and scum.

I've got another beer, Brad.

Bradley!

He's... He, uh, he laid the bait yet?

I don't think that target's anything
different than buying.

I, um... I'll skip the boat.

Wait for you if anything happens.

Yeah. Could be a long night.

And it's such a damn place.

I know what it's like.

And I keep hoping that someone will let
me out.

But you can't let them in.

You can't let anyone in until you trust
them.

You can trust me, Bradley. You know
that, mate.

Bradley.

I know about your dark place.

I know what you're into.

Your dad.

He told me about the chicken shed.

He told you?

Yeah.

You don't need to keep any secrets from
me.

We can work together.

I'll look after you.

But I need to check this place out for
you, though.

Check that no one else has found it.

I'm on your side, Bradley.

You can let me in.

Is this... Chicken shit.

How do I find it, Bradley?

How do I get there?

On the track.

Near the bypass.

It is...

Hi, Rio. It's Nicola.

Oh, my God.

What are you doing up so early?

Is Dad there? It's kind of an emergency.

Tell him it's about Milo. The dog has
some kind of fit.

We'll take him to the vet's now, OK?

Well, I'll let him know.

Yeah. Sorry, mate. I didn't want to
disturb you.

Well, that's all right. I was awake
already.

Yeah, there's nothing urgent.

The kid's calling. Apparently he took
the dog to the vet.

Eh? Why didn't you call me?

It's just a dog.

What are you talking about?

Bradley.

The key to the shed.

Did you tell him anything?

No.

Did you tell him anything?

I don't think so.

I can't remember.

I'm sorry.

Don't move.

Stay here.

And if Garth comes back, phone me.

Josie, can we get another team up,
quick?

Here, could all foot follow?

Both. How soon do you want them?

Now.

20 minutes would be the quickest.

What's the drama?

Target, who are departing in van with
firearm.

Repeat, a firearm.

Well, where's Echo Alpha?

I don't know. I've got no location.

I can't house him.

Hand me over to Liam.

Sorry, no can do.

It's the brain tumor.

They say they could operate, but it
might not be worth the expense.

Well, who cares about the expense?

What?

Would you do the same for me?

5051, we have a trace on your target.

He's making a mobile call.

I know I shouldn't call, but it's
urgent.

Can you locate which cell he's using?

Have you got five hours?

I guess it's on the deep breeze.

Go on.

What should I do?

Is he contagious?

I don't know. I don't know for sure.

Make sure he isn't contagious. If he is,
you need to isolate him.

Naughty, ringing you at home? Sorry,
darling. You know what I'm patient

Nothing serious, I hope?

No. Sure it'll be OK.

Just chicken pox.

Don't look up.

Turn around.

Turn around.

Lie on the floor.

Face down.

I'm sorry.

But Bradley said... I know what he said.

Lie down.

Just take it easy.

Put your hands behind your head.

What are you doing here?

Listen to me, Keith.

You've nothing to be ashamed of.

What are you doing here?

I know I should have checked it out with
you first, but...

I just want to be part of it. What are
you doing here?

I wasn't here. I'm not here.

It never happened. Is that what you
want?

Is that what you want me to say?

I'm a stupid, ignorant, nosy, lying
bastard.

What do you want me to say?

Nothing.

I don't think we have any choice.

Liam, I think we've found the Sullivan's
webmaster.

It's Dr.

Kingswood.

What have

we

done

to them?

Nothing. Yes.

Liam, talk to me. I can't talk to you,
Leo. Why, why's that? It's everything I

end up telling you leaks somewhere.

Yeah, well, I think you've finally lost
it. Up here.

Kingswood is after a boy, aged eight to
ten, fair complexion, blonde hair. Makes

it sound like ordering a pizza.

Come on, boy, come on, where are you?

Hey, would you like to earn a bit of
money?