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-[tapping] -[intro music]

Anyone watching, thinking we know fuck all about knowing fuck all about owt,

needs to watch their back. [cries out]

So, you've had your Labour reclassifying skunk,

sending prices sky high,

literally, literally taking the grass from its own roots.

And now you've got your con-dem-nation,

Liberals noshing Tories like altar boys picking dimps up.

Have we had a national fucking stroke or what?

Is revolution a word or was it never?

Anybody watching, needs to know

we cope better than average with irony in Chatsworth.

Well, for fuck's sake, we live in Manchester

and they charge us for water!

I wandered lonely as a clown, necking mushrooms rarely found,

this green and pleasant land in ancient times...

yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak!

It's not theirs anymore.

-This is our England now. -[cheering]

Party!

[intro music]

[intro music fades away]

[Avril] You know where you're up to with animals.

Which ones will sting ya, bite ya, piss you off.

People are different.

You've got no fucking idea what people are about

until they've stung, bit or pissed you off.

People don't advertise what they're about.

They say one thing and do something completely different.

You never know what's going on for someone, what they're thinking.

What's what.

-Don't miss your bus, now. -About time you made a move, innit?

I don't work anymore, I was sacked for selling prescription pads

and flogging them on to the great unwashed and depressed.

-I'm on the late shift. -Meet me in the Jockey. Seven?

-Great. -See ya later.

[sighs]

[tense music]

[music speeds up]

-Hiya! We meet again. -[sighs]

People will be talking.

-Just delivered your mail. -I know. Is there anything else?

It's just, I'm waiting for summat special.

Again? S'more of the wrong names at your address. Again.

-I'll sort them. -I'll... sort it out.

-No, I'll sort 'em. -Must be snowed under

-with the sorting office fire. -Up and running again.

-Even so. -We've got a dead mail room,

opens wrong addresses and lost letters,

gets in touch with the senders to tell 'em who lives where.

[tensely] I'll do it.

[sighs with relief]

["You Broke My Heart" by Alexandra Burke plays]

Four of those.

Eight of those.

Seven of those.

[card machine beeps]

Five of them. Seven. Two. Four. Six. Eight.

Two. Nine.

♪ You shoulda known my worth ♪

[music fades away]

-Gracias. -Can't wait.

Fucking hate Magaluf.

-Full of Spaniards. -No, it's mainly British.

-You should come. Half the estate are. -[scoffs] Another reason not to.

Come on, the more the merrier.

-The more the cheaper, you mean? -Group discounts are no bad thing.

-Especially for the organiser? -What d'you mean?

You'll be going free, won't ya?

Gotta be some reward for planning it all.

I'm only the treasurer. It's all Karen's idea.

Talking of... Can you get any more of those uppers?

You're not supposed to munch 'em like fuckin' sweets, y'know.

It's been a difficult month or two.

Right, I'm back. Where were we?

I'm all over the place at the minute, forgetting stuff!

Question four! You were on question four.

Question four.

Have you ever pleasured yourself,

-had a wank, in a public place? -Yes.

Yeah.

-Where? -On a train.

Work.

-It's high this bar, innit? -[Avril laughs]

Now, that's four points each... except Mimi.

-[Avril laughs] -Question five.

-Have you ever performed anal sex? -[Avril gasps]

-Yep. -Yeah.

Have I fuck!

You're quite straight on the quiet, aren't ya? No offence meant.

It's funny, cos you've had loads of blokes, haven't ya?

You calling me a slag?

-No. -[Avril giggles]

Just cos I don't have a bloke

and haven't done half of what you lot have done,

doesn't make me a virgin, does it?

-[Avril] What time d'you call this? -Sorry, got held up.

-Time you had a new watch? -Yeah, this one's playing up.

Tah-dah!

Must have cost a fortune!

-Unless it's a knock-off? -It's proper. Work gave me bit of a bonus.

-Employee of the month. -Again?

-I know. -[sighs contentedly]

Will you get a room?

We will.

I've got questions 17 to 20 planned already.

Ooh!

[buzzing]

[sighs]

[muffled moaning from next door]

[grunting, thudding]

[guttural groan]

[Bex moans softly]

["La Madrague" by Brigitte Bardot plays]

-I haven't got any knickers on. -[Chesney] Mmm.

[Bex giggles]

-[door opens] -[Gorky clears his throat]

-You rang, brother? -The delivery's there.

So, where am I off to today, then? Havana? Rio?

[laughs] Whalley Range. The address is in the bag, with the bill.

You okay to work through the night? That new driver's gone AWOL.

Aye, yeah. Always glad of the cash, brother.

-[mobile phone rings] -Hang on, another customer.

-Chesney's. -And Bex's.

What can we get for ya? Where's it going to, mate?

About 40 minutes? Cheers.

-Business is booming? -Can't complain.

Home deliveries, good idea.

I've got a bit of stock needs shifting.

-No way. He's not dealing. -[Jamie] Shh!

I don't want anything to do with any dealers, right?

Sorry, mate, I'm trynna play it halal.

He's trynna run a respectable business.

I don't wanna get involved in any illegal shit.

[scoffs] Still come to me for weed, though.

Not anymore. Knocked it on the head.

[Bex] He has, right?

Nappies.

I forgot nappies.

Oh, I'll get them, shall I?

-Twenty percent. -Thirty.

-Ten. -[sighs] All right, twenty.

-And if the cops appear? -Deny all knowledge.

[laughs] Let your driver take the flak.

["Let's Get Physical" by Olivia Newton-John plays]

♪ I wanna get physical ♪

♪ Let's get into physical ♪

♪ Let me hear your body talk Body talk ♪

♪ Let me hear your body talk ♪

♪ Let's get physical, physical... ♪

Oh, sorry!

♪ I wanna get physical... ♪

[song momentarily changes to "Dream Weaver" by Gary Wright]

["Let's Get Physical" plays] ♪ Let me hear your body talk... ♪

I'm not after a job or anything. I'm busy enough.

But when I'm here and that, maybe I could, you know, help?

Y'all right there kid? You gonna pay for that?

Zero tolerance to shoplifters. That includes you too, Frank.

'Kin' hell.

-Don't do summat you'll regret, hey? -Dunno what you're on about.

You little thief.

-Right, your mum or the police? -Let go!

[Bean] Oi!

-Home? -Give it back!

-Ah, Dad. -No, don't. Please!

-I won't do it again. -Bet you won't.

-Please, don't. -Do you want some sex?

-[phone rings out] -You can have some sex.

How old are you?

[mobile phone rings]

[Gorky] Hello?

I dunno what goes on in her head half the time. Daft kid.

-I hope this don't mess anything up? -Don't worry.

Thanks. I'll get her home, have a word,

make sure she don't do it again. Be back before you know it.

[brakes screeching]

-[groans] You're fucking mental, Catshit! -What you want with all that weed, anyway?

Just leave us alone, yeah?

-He ate all the gear. -It's not funny, Ches.

It is. You giving it, "It's the police, it's the police!"

-Yeah, all them flashing lights. -A breakdown recovery truck?

[Bex] You've gotta be careful in my job.

One fuck-up and you're on the nursery nurse blacklist.

Does that exist?

Would Maxine Carr ever get a job as a nursery nurse? Yeah, see?

Now, come on, let's go to bed.

I'm in the toddler room tomorrow with a dozen little fuckers.

I need all my wotsits about me.

Y'all right kid?

[Avril in sing-song voice] Woo.

It's for you!

It's not my birthday.

Doesn't have to be to get a present, does it?

I know we've always said no to this, but...

-I think you're old enough now. -Oh, I love her, Mum.

-[puppy whimpers] -Thank you, Mum.

Thank you, thank you.

-I'm gonna call her Beyoncé! -[both laugh]

I haven't taken my vitamins yet.

We talked about getting a pet a million times.

-You talked. -Pets are expensive.

-It was only 500 quid. -I didn't mean-- 500 quid!

[Avril] An investment.

Can put her out to stud and make a fortune.

You don't put bitches out to stud.

[Avril] Well, it's lovely for a child to grow up with a pet.

-You never had one, did ya? -You should have talked it over with me.

-You'd have said no. -So, you go behind my back instead?

Fuck you.

[door slams]

You know your problem? You're a control freak.

-We'll continue this later. -No, no.

If you wanna continue this, we'll continue it now,

you arrogant piece of shit!

-Morning! -Hiya.

-Don't run away from me! -I'm not, I'm late for work.

-Bollocks! -Stop it!

-Stop, what? -Embarrassing me,

-following me down the street. -Embarrassing?

-Who the fuck do you think you are? -[Carl] Avril!

I need to close me holiday account now. Me and Micky's, we need the cash quick.

Haven't got it, Carl.

I mean, not right at this moment.

It's in the bank.

Oi!

Did you get it?

[all laugh, jeer]

Ha, ha, ha. Fuck off.

[Avril] The suffragettes.

-You're off your head, woman. -They chained 'emselves to railings.

-Demanding their right to buy a puppy? -Fuck off!

[Jackson] We're a team, Avril, me and you,

and we work best when we make decisions, not alone, but together.

[with Bayou accent] I knows my place, Master.

I goes home now and waits on your next instructions.

Yessuh.

-[Avril cries out] -[brakes screech]

[high-pitched whine]

[rock music plays]

[mystical music]

-[Avril] What year is it? -1973!

[Frank singing in style of Black and White Minstrel]

There's no fucking way I'm going through all that shit.

-[Avril grunts] -[brakes screech]

-[trickle of urine] -[sighs]

Thank you.

[Avril moans softly]

-Morning. -Hiya.

Looks like you're going my way. Do you mind if I walk with you?

I mean, say no if... I mean, yeah, if you do.

I don't mind.

Hiya, Ches!

[rap music playing through car stereo]

[Chesney] What if she's already gone to school?

I can't stay here all day, you know.

-I've got a business to run. -I know, but think of that poor kid.

I'd do it, but I've gotta go to work.

You make sure she's all right and, er... I'll make it up to you later.

My hero.

[giggles]

[both panting]

-We should do that again. -Definitely.

Although, maybe something a little easier on the knees?

Low-impact exercise?

Yeah, any suggestions?

Swimming? It strengthens all the muscles.

I was thinking about something I can work up a bit of sweat to.

You know, I love it when I'm like I am now.

All hot.

All wet.

Badminton?

[sighs]

-Have you pulled something? -I'm trying.

I trained as a sports masseur.

I could give you a rubdown.

If ya like?

[Mimi grunts, moans]

Oh, now, there's just a little nub of tension just there.

-Yeah. -Yeah?

-Yeah. -That better?

-Yeah. -That good?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

-Yeah! -What are you doing?

I'm sorry, Mimi, but no.

[Chesney] Hey!

Wait.

Look, I, er...

just wanted to say sorry.

-I didn't know that your dad would-- -It wasn't him.

Don't sack him. Please.

It had nowt to do with him. I had a fight with this girl.

I fell down some stairs...

Honest.

Well, d'you want a lift to school?

That your car?

How fast is it?

Fast.

-[school bell rings] -[Chesney] What about your mum?

-You got a mum? -Up in Scotland, Dundee.

-Nice. -[laughs]

-Never been there, then? -[chuckles]

Look, it'd help if you talk to her.

Talk to someone,

cos no matter what you've done... you don't deserve this.

You think you know what's what and that, but you don't.

Don't know the half of it.

Leave me alone. Please.

[Chesney] Whoa!

-What you do that for? -[Bean] I'm late. See ya.

[vital signs monitor beeps]

[groans]

Oh, fuck.

[beeps flatline]

[cries out in pain]

[tense music]

[whispers] Look who it is.

All right, brother?

I am.

-How about you? -Can't complain, captain.

If I did, no one'd listen, would they?

[laughs] What you drinking?

Fuck off, child abuser. Battering your kid like that.

If you think my kid's face had something to do with me,

then you're wrong, very wrong.

-She fell off her bike. -Not what she said.

No. Ring the police, Ches.

Tell 'em about your paedo tendencies, too?

The school phoned me.

Concerned me daughter's having an inappropriate relationship.

-You were seen kissing her. -No, no, no. She kissed me.

A peck and I pulled away. It's bollocks, I swear.

Police'd be dead into it.

They love nicking dirty old pervs from Gary Glitter's gang, don't they?

And don't you get any big ideas either.

Be an accessory, part of his little paedo ring.

-Nursery nurse, aren't ya? -No.

-Maybe. -[Gorky laughs]

-Connie! -Whose hen do is it?

I was trying something different.

-Any post? -Been and gone.

You won't be getting any of those mixed-up letters and addresses anymore.

They're being killed off as we speak. Everyone will know exactly

who lives where... [echoes] Who lives where.

and that will be the end of that.

And I won't be breaking me back carrying a load of shit post.

[echo] You won't be getting any of those mixed-up letters and addresses anymore.

-Been to the bank yet? -[Micky] Our holiday money.

Yeah, we want it back.

People are asking.

-[Carl] Yeah, where you going? -[Micky] Avril!

[knocking at door]

I wanted to apologise about earlier.

No, it's me that should be sorry. I dunno what came over me.

-I shouldn't have-- -No... I was giving out signals and I...

I just couldn't, Mimi.

I'm sorry.

[sighs] Me wife...

-[Mimi sighs] -Me wife died recently.

I'm not completely ready yet, y'know?

Yeah.

But I am... a little attracted to you.

And maybe one day I'll be ready for a relationship.

Maybe I'm not ready for a relationship either.

Maybe I just want a good hard fuck.

-[Letitia] Beyoncé! -[Avril] Sorry...

-Beyoncé! -Not at this number.

[Avril] Okay, bye.

Change your uniform before your dad comes home.

Beyoncé!

-Beyoncé! -[door opens]

-Hiya, love. -Hiya.

-[Letitia] Beyoncé! -Jackson!

Finished early. Thought we had stuff to sort out.

[Letitia] Beyoncé!

Beyoncé!

-Beyoncé! -All right?

-Yeah! -What's up?

[Letitia] Have you seen her anywhere, Mum?

[Avril] The front door was open for a bit.

-It's escaped? -Looks like it.

But you've not had a proper look upstairs, under the beds and that, have ya?

That's not your uniform.

Letitia?

You're right.

She had an accident. She got run over by a car.

No, splashed by a car.

-Got soaked. -So, you borrowed someone else's uniform?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-Someone from a different school? -[knock at door]

Avril Powell?

I'm from ManLex, your electricity supplier.

-[puppy whimpers] -[Letitia gasps] Beyoncé!

You've an outstanding payment.

You said it were good with kids and it's not.

-I want me money back. -[Micky shouting] Avril! Avril!

-Avril! -[clamouring]

-[Jackson] What's goin' on? -[Micky] We want our money. Right now.

-Yeah, our holiday money! -All of us!

What have you done with it?

-Where's the money? -[indistinct shouting]

[noise becomes warped]

-You sold her dog? -You were right.

We should've talked it through.

-Stole the holiday club money? -Borrowed!

And private school? Going behind my back with fuckin' private school!

You know what I think... Where're you going?

Where d'you think you're going, doing a runner?

-I'm not. -Avril.

-Just a minute. -We need to talk.

Get off!

Surprise.

[slurring] They make money round so it it goes round.

See, it can't wait to fucking roll away from me.

Yeah, you know, I had a bit of windfall has rolled my way

but y'know at the end of the day... Fucking hate that.

What, 23.59, at the end of the day?

Look at it, eh? Just all rolls on.

The good Lord giveth with one hand,

and taketh away with the other.

He's your employee, your problem. Look, this delivery arrangement suits me.

I'm expanding into new areas and the lad seems good at his job.

Don't rock the boat and fuck it up with your bleeding heart.

It's good business.

-[knock at door] -[Jackson] Avril?

-[knocks again] -[Avril sobs]

-We have to talk about this. -[doorknob rattles]

We owe thousands.

Where's it all gone?

-Our wages-- -Your wages is pennies,

-and mine has stopped. -Stopped?

I've been sacked.

Gross misconduct for stealing prescription pads.

No pay, no reference, no chance of getting another job.

I can't even sign on!

-Why? -There were bills and, and rent and...

And shopping? Instead of dealing with the bills,

-you splash out on some retail therapy? -Only to sell on.

Or presents for you, for Letitia. To make you happy.

[melancholy piano music]

-Open the door, sweetheart. -I'll sort it. Don't worry.

-How? -Move?

We'll move. We've done it before, moved on when the going's got tough.

We've never ran away, only ever moved up.

Bigger houses, better areas.

Jackson, do you really think we moved here out of choice?

We can be in a new place tomorrow.

Start again. Fresh, clean page.

-Everybody happy. -We're not running away!

-[sobs] -We're not!

We'll pay it back! The holiday club money. All of it!

Somehow.

But we are going nowhere.

[music fades away]

I said no peeking.

Mmm.

First one. Ah, ah, ah.

Mmm, nice.

-Mmm. -[Mimi] Oh.

Ah, ah, ah.

Mmm.

[Neil grunts with pleasure]

[grunts, groans] Ah, yeah.

-[Neil grunts] -[Mimi groaning]

This floor's a bit sticky, innit?

[Neil whistles cheerfully] Morning.

Just gonna rustle up some breakfast for your mum.

Enjoy.

Yeah, see ya later... Dad.

[cries out in pain]

[shower running]

I thought it was you.

-She's been in there all night. -That stands for everything I hate.

Money buying privilege.

Must be nice for you, though,

not having to sneak around anymore, changing uniforms behind my back.

It's easy to sneak around someone who always has their head in the sand.

I know the price of stuff and where the money comes from.

You happy with your plasma screen TV, yeah?

Rare vinyl, blu-ray, holidays.

Coffee. Smell it. Wake up.

Mum?

Mum!

-[knocking] -[door rattles]

Mum!

[sobbing]

We can't go bankrupt.

[Letitia] Why not?

Be like everyone else around here.

It's okay. Doesn't bother me.

Bothers your dad.

You could call Grandpa.

[scoffs] I'd rather go bankrupt.

Then we'll sort it out together. All of us, as a family.

Just a couple of shifts, here and there, that's all.

Please, Chesney.

No offence or owt, but your name's mud round here.

If I give you a job, people'll boycott the shop.

[sighs] Sorry.

It's okay.

-You did the right thing. -Did I?

Mmm. Using your business head. I'm proud of ya.

Get shut of you-know-who and his lies

and then we can concentrate on us and business.

-[phone rings] -Oh, I'll get it.

All right?

-Surprised you called me. -I need a driver.

It's business.

That's all.

Just business?

[serious music]

He's on his way. 32, Shallowbank Crescent.

[Karen] Looking good, Mimi.

And between you and me...

[woman] Fucking nerve!

Got any shifts going?

Go on.

[Mimi] I've been trying to lose weight, though I haven't lost a single pound.

Well, that could be something to do with you falling in love.

-Not over between you and the running man? -Nah, but it's not love either.

We're just having a bit of fun. Got some catching up to do, haven't I?

We've been acting out our fantasies.

[clip clop of horseshoes]

-Is that you? -[Neil in Irish accent] Aye.

-Did you come on your horse? -I did that.

Even though I arrived on horseback, I certainly haven't come yet.

-Me darlin'. -Me darlin'.

[giggles delightedly]

He didn't enjoy that one so much, so now we concentrate on his fantasies.

Oh, yeah?

Go on, I won't tell anyone.

[moans] Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

-[Neil moans] -Mmm.

-[both moaning, grunting] -[cameras click]

S'nothing compared to what you were bragging about the other night.

It is and we were probably lying about half of it, anyway.

-He's degrading you, Mimi. -Nah.

[Karen] He is.

[downbeat music]

[both giggle]

-[customer clears throat] -Sorry.

-Thanks. -Dirty bastards.

Get someone to look after the shop for an hour or two.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

-Okay. -[door opens]

[Gorky] Tah-dah! Yeah.

I'm a free man. Not banged up on a possession charge.

[Gorky scoffs] Like butter wouldn't melt. Police just pulled me.

Luckily, I hid this lot somewhere else.

Thought it was a strange order.

Ten grams to one house that's not Kerry Katona's.

I wouldn't get away with personal use. Caught with that amount.

That's intent to supply. Life.

-You've been dealing. -No.

[Gorky laughs] Course he has.

You think he cares about anything else other than himself and his business?

Ah!

Think it's time we went our separate ways, sweet cheeks.

We're leaving town. But I'll keep hold of this, though.

Call it a severance package.

You explain it to Jamie Maguire.

[sighs]

-I'll get my bag. -No!

[thud]

[old man] Mm-hm!

What do you want?

I tried the shop, the Jockey, everywhere.

-You're my last chance. -We're pushed for punters as it is.

Please.

She steals from her own. We'll be boycotted.

-Her name's mud around here. -[Lillian] Kelly's right, lovey.

-Everyone does hate ya. -I know.

Change of underwear here, along with your condoms.

Use the flavoured ones for oral, the mint for the ones who refuse to wash.

Toys are in here.

Make sure to clean 'em after you've used 'em.

There's spray there,

but you might want to get the nailbrush on 'em

if there's a bit of stubborn something.

-[girl screams with pleasure] -Enjoy.

[knock at door]

Come in.

I went for an Indian.

He hadn't done owt. I just went for him. [laughing]

-I'm just joking. -But I've got us a nice little something.

I've picked up a curry and naan breads and the works.

-It's not very healthy, though, is it? -Hey, we'll soon burn that off

-with what I've got planned for us. -No! No!

We're gonna have a really nice healthy meal,

then were gonna go to bed and have normal, very normal,

straight vanilla,

nice sex.

[knock at door]

You're not cut out for this game.

Sorry, love.

[sighs]

I'd like to think that I've helped you, you know, become a little freer.

Its helped you and all, get over the loss of your wife.

I'll never get over Tracy.

She was my life, my everything.

Last Christmas, after her third heart attack.

She was a big girl.

[scoffs] That's nothing compared to Michelle, my first wife.

Ya like the big girls, then?

I like to help women realise their true potential.

Like you, Mimi.

Samosa?

I could see you wanted to lose weight,

but you were going the wrong way.

You need to bulk up.

Do less, eat more. Get up to that sexy size 34.

-Get the fuck out! -I'm a feminist, Mimi.

I help women put on weight

rather than want them, like the rest of society, to lose it.

Lose weight or put it on, I do it for me,

not you, you weird-sex little turd!

Oh, come on, Mimi.

You could be so beautiful if you'd just eat it, bitch.

[boxing bell rings]

Oh, yeah.

-Oh, yeah. -[Mimi screams in frustration]

[Neil moans with pleasure]

-[Mimi screams] -On there!

Oh, yeah!

-[Mimi screams] -[Neil cries out in pain, pleasure]

I don't ever wanna see you round here again! Got it?

-[squelch] -[cries out in pain, moans]

[Jackson] You know I grew up with nothing.

Warming tins of beans up on radiators.

That's why I was trynna make a better life for ya, us.

-I was trynna make you happy. -And you have.

But I don't need things to make me happy.

-I just need you. -So, just the rest of the estate hates me?

[sighs] They wont once we've paid them back.

-How? -Bit by bit.

I've seen the head to do a bit of extracurricular work.

[school bell rings]

All right, lads?

[boys laugh]

Nothing demeaning.

Look, we'll pay the club money back first, then start on everything else.

And, yeah, we'll struggle,

but only as much as anyone else round here.

We wont starve.

And everything else, what's it matter? As long as we're all right.

Come on, lets get you home.

By the way, how much d'you charge for oral?

[Gorky] Oi! Get in, we're moving.

-[door creaks] -[TV plays in background]

[voices on TV become clearer]

[Bean] What y'doing?

Jamie Maguire's fucking potty, you know. He'll track you down and he will kill you.

[laughs] Over a couple of bags of coke?

That why you're here, to save us from Jamie?

[Gorky] He's here for the coke. It's all you care about, innit? Business.

Not interested in her, are ya?

I'm the only one who cares.

Take it. What you're here for, innit?

Now, get out and don't come back.

Something else? [laughs]

It's not business, it's pleasure. I thought as much.

I've seen the way you look at her. You're here for her really, aren't ya?

Love to get your hands on her, wouldn't ya? Dirty little fucker.

How much?

How much do you want for her? A hundred? Two?

To fuck her. How much do you want from me,

so I can fuck her?

Come on.

It's not the first time. Eh? Or is it?

I'll give you more if it is. How... much?

A grand.

-You'll bring her round to my flat. -[laughs] No, not your place.

Or here. Somewhere safe, neutral.

-You can trust me. -[laughs]

I'll find a shitty hotel.

Call me when you've got the money, I'll tell you where to meet.

A grand.

Cash only.

Business.

-[Bex giggles] -[kissing]

[moaning, heavy breathing]

[Bex] D'you like that, Catshit?

[Bex giggles]

[Bex starts] You frightened me to death, you fucker.

-All right? -I thought we were...

Oh, give us a minute, babes.

I'm sorry, Ches, dead sorry.

But, I like you and that, but I can't go out with a dealer.

-Not in me job description, I'm afraid. -No, I've sorted it.

I've given the coke back to Jamie and I won't be dealing again, I swear it.

I'm going to save the kid, the girl. Come with me.

-Come on. -Just leave it alone, yeah?

-I've set something up and-- -They've moved off the estate now.

Just leave it alone, yeah? It's not your problem, anyway.

You should have just let her be. She'll be right anyway.

-I did this for you. -Me?

You know, I thought you'd be chuffed, proud of me.

-I thought you were special. -I am special.

No, you're not.

Look, I'll come and see you when I'm done here.

[Chesney] Don't bother.

-Not doing it for you anymore. -[mobile rings]

I'm on my way. Where are you?

Hello?

Fuck.

[anticipatory music]

It's all right. I'm not gonna hurt ya.

[tense music]

-There was this car... -Oh, sweetheart!

It's okay, honey.

It's okay.

I know it is.

-Beyoncé! -Where are you?

-Beyoncé! -Beyoncé!

-[Letitia screams] -[crunching]

[man] Look, I'm so sorry. Here y'are. Get yourself another dog.

I have another idea.

-Are you all right? -Business, love?

You dirty kerb-crawling scum!

Completely legit.

Cashed in some old jewellery, flogged a couple of things.

[Avril] They say you shouldn't judge books by covers and you shouldn't.

But people with nothing don't have to be nothing, you know.

And, by the same token, people with something

aren't necessarily something.

[Chesney] Go to your mum.

Start again.

Thanks.

[Avril] Lots of folk love the Queen and the Royal Family.

They think they're nice.

[Jackson] It's a start.

[Avril] They've got all of those houses, palaces and estates,

shit-loads of cash and jewels, and yet...

they still hold out gloved hands for more.

And yet... you can go travelling

and meet some of the poorest people on earth

and they'll tear their last piece of bread in half to share with ya.

Don't presume that someone's nice just because they look nice

and don't presume someone's a knobhead just cos they look like a knobhead.

Don't care about the way people look, but care about what they do.

Its actions, not appearances.

And if you're not nice, one way or another,

somehow, you will burn.

[Karen] The pub is mine.

-[Jamie groans] -And until you swear you'll return it,

you ain't getting your bollocks back.

-[man] Go on, get out! -[girls cheer]

-[Frank grunts] -Don't move.

I had a few drinks and took some drugs.

You're a very bad man, Frank. You have to be stopped.

[Jackson] I caught some dirty bastard shagging our daughter.

He's not some dirty bastard they've been seeing each other for weeks.

[Jackson] Letitia's new boyfriend is probably my son.

Come clean and my marriage is over.

Morning, Daddy.

Hundred quid? You're good, but...

That's it. I'm calling my pimp.

[gun cocks]

-There's role play and there's-- -Anymore shit from you, motherfucker,

and I'll pop a cap in your goddamn ass.

Thanks, pimp.