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Trudy, I'm off in a sec. Night, Steve.

But listen, if I'm late in tomorrow, will you tell Mark I've gone to the

or something?

If you're going to the dentist, you can tell me now.

Sorry, I thought you'd gone.

Obviously. See you first thing then, Steve.

You're not here for a football thing.

Shit. Oh, my God.

Football champagne?

Will you save us some?

Will you get out of the way? I'm behind as it is.

You two.

Just want a call.

Get one of your grands. Come on.

When you get in the cab, it's plucking money up. Come on. Hiya.

Hook her off.

Hey, has someone ordered a cab?

What's going on? See you tomorrow.

Night, Mum.

Hey, wear you all off. Gran, happy anniversary.

You slept with someone beginning of summer.

Stop. Oh,

I get my coat.

I don't want an answer.

Because I don't want life.

And I'm guessing I've got to work with whoever it is.

So I'd rather look ignorant than stupid.

And I wouldn't expect you to cope with knowing about any of my mistakes.

Tastes good. What mistakes?

We just say quit.

Both wipes slate clean.

Start again.

Because that's what all this is for, isn't it?

Go on.

Where's this from?

Work.

Have leech.

What's funny?

He's got more body than he has.

But not a fair dude.

Can't fail the muscle, ain't he?

Chefty. Nice arse and all.

Is it true what they reckon about Alan... What's it? The driver?

Size of his thingy?

Don't talk like that.

You do?

I can.

No, first guy I cheated with had a wanger this big.

Second bit of a change, it was his bum.

Tiny nipples and a bum this size.

He can nearly fit both cheeks in one, can't he?

And his was this big?

No, no.

Fairly normal on the wanger front.

Tone like a lizard, though.

I made one mistake.

And it was a mistake.

And it was horrible.

I'll never do it again.

I swear to God.

If you're going to swear to God, swear to God you'll say it.

It's over.

Heart, send me to sleep Pray to God our hopes to

keep Take our fears and make us strong

Lead us to a

What are you doing?

Don't move. We're not moving. It's all right. Don't move. Don't move. We're

not... Don't move. It's moving. Shut up. Okay, okay.

Shut up.

Now, where's the money?

You're standing on it.

You've got the money.

Just go.

See?

I was just telling her it's not that cold, is it?

Leather? Plastic?

Rubber?

Leather. Like driving gloves.

You saw a lot when the lights were out, didn't you?

I had his arm trapped in the door. I must avert him.

Bloody hell.

Can't he check the hospital? They must have made him. Hey, Griffin, you want my

advice? Revise all that? You assaulted him, he could end up suing you.

It's cockeyed, I know, but... Sad fact.

Roger.

Here you go.

How long you live round here?

Three years.

You work?

Yeah, I work.

I'm a factory supervisor.

How long do you think I live round here?

Well, I don't know. See if you tell me.

So, what really happened here? I've said what really happened. What are you on

about?

Listen.

We've just been robbed at knife point, yeah?

What the hell do you think happened? It's a bit of a draw. Chicken and egg.

Which came first?

You know this fella? What?

You knew him. You're doing some kind of deal with him. Listen, you big... Just

calm down.

All right.

No forced entry.

It's dark in there.

Say you couldn't see him properly.

But he's Caucasian.

White. Yes.

He had blue eyes.

I saw his eyes in the hallway mirror as he went to the front door.

This is all for half hours of blue on a road she found in the astray.

This is ludicrous.

It was my bloody anniversary, you daft sod.

Dean, cut it out.

Why are you reacting to this much?

It's just like I was thinking for you, isn't it? There's three kids in that

house and he's messing with drugs. The kids are at me, Mum.

What are you talking about, drugs?

It's just a bit of blow.

They know boggle all about it. They've never seen me with any... Ecstasy

tablets.

Middle bedroom, third drawer down.

Your 16 -year -old son's bedroom.

So where'd this come from?

Either there is, and we drag him in, or you hit him there.

Which case you're in possession of more than personal use.

Which are we going for, Steve?

I don't believe this is happening.

is...

Okay. Well, something went, cos I never got round to washing up.

Where, Mum?

I was going to go straight to school from Gran, but I left my English

Where's the telegram?

Outside.

Now.

Where? They're not mine. I bought them from Moxie and Stringer. They gave me

money. Where?

Dad, they're not mine.

Jake.

I've never hit you.

But I'm going to if you don't bloody tell me.

Where?

Work.

Oh, Steve!

Steve! If the valises aren't ready, do you want us to start on vintage sheets

just wait for the, um...

You sold these to our Jake.

Sold what?

I didn't get that. Bring him in and ask him, ask him.

A bit of wrong now and again.

And the only Robinson I sold any of that to, he's you, so get your facts right,

right?

Here.

Just put your phone there.

Forget it. No, really.

Put your phone there.

Thank you.

What is it?

Dislocated knuckle. I've done it before. Just give me a bell, please.

Usually.

I don't want to know what you've only done once, Lynette. I'm telling the pair

of you, if I ever catch you with that stuff at work, selling it, taking it, or

showing it off, I won't just get you sacked. I'll march you down the police

station myself.

I want you in this office first thing every morning, and you're going to show

what's in your bag and in your pockets, aren't you? You won't find anything,

Truda, I promise.

You're not going to make me out, are you, Lynette? You're going to show me,

aren't you, Lynette?

Your dad can frisk you before you come into work.

Now vanish, the pair of you.

I'm glad neither of them belongs to me.

What?

When last year?

We were going up to Cyprus.

Easter. Must have been Easter.

You caught him thieving bedding bells.

I caught him. I sacked him.

Duffy fella.

Blue eyes.

Ronson.

Johnson.

Ronstadt. Kim Ronstadt.

Matt was going to prosecute until he worked out how much a case would have

us. Kim Ronstadt.

What about him?

Hiya. Is Kim in?

I'm gone.

Care for you?

Come here, you little shit!

Oi! Out!

Do you know what he's done?

You're breaking in. Do you know what he's done? One more death, it'll be a

It's him.

He's in there. He's in there and... Oh, it's you. Yeah, he's the one did our

house last night. The one with the knife. You just phoned us? Yeah. Well,

she, reporting you for loitering.

Kim Ronstadt.

He's the one robbed our house.

He used to work for Macintosh. I'm a supervisor there. I sacked him.

That's how I knew... That's how I knew his voice.

Are you sure about that?

Oh, I'm sure.

Right, well, you stay there.

I know this one. And you keep out of it, all right?

You should have rung us before you got this far.

Four -five.

Require assistance for operation of suspect, over.

Sylvia, get your things.

What's going on?

We've arrested someone.

We need you to try and pick him up.

Go away, Sylvia.

Where's Steve? He's all right. He's down the station.

Why didn't you tell me what happened last night?

It got complicated.

Has

my

husband picked one out yet?

Look at the paper and take your time.

It's your show, Sylvia.

Don't move.

Where's your money?

Number three.

Don't move. Where's your... Sorry, I swallowed the chewing gum.

Don't move. Where's your money?

You can all go.

Except number four.

Possessing drugs.

Thanks, Steve.

It was our anniversary.

We've been... Recently, so... I cooked a meal, we talked things through, we

smoked a... We smoked a spliff and patched things up like a couple of

What harm were we doing? You've been charged.

Mac, it was this much.

I promise you, it was this much.

You earn more than anybody on that shop floor.

You're supposed to earn the extra for respect, for God's sakes.

It's going to court. My name gets dragged into this.

How do you work that out?

Stephen Robinson, 36th of Lindhurst Road, a production supervisor for

Textiles, was convicted of drug abuse at Manchester... It was this much? We're

this close to losing the Johnson's contract already because we're behind

delivery dates.

Competition's bad enough without me sticking my neck out for you, Steve.

You're not sucking, Matt?

Oh, Jesus, Matt. Please, you can't do this.

You poo -faced bastard.

I've peeled you up after work, Stoos, and had to drive you home because you

couldn't remember your own address.

For what?

If you say you're unemployed, then that's all that gets in the papers.

And if we keep the Johnson's order... How do you know the proper?

And if you keep your hooter or your arm or wherever it is you shove this stuff

clean, there might be a job for you here.

His wife's one of the managers at the bank.

So shut your mouth and behave yourself. You might stand a chance, all right?

You're not the only one with a tricky marriage. There's no excuse.

we could have that telly from the back room we can do without a telly for now i

don't mind picking it up you can give the hand can we

okay after

you've done the washing up

Hiya. Is your dad in?

You are.

Martin and Kev from work.

Hiya. Hiya.

What's up?

Look, I'm guessing you've got the boo.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

I can't believe this is happening.

Look, if you need Kev to say something, you bet.

Yeah, not soldier.

But you will tell him that much.

Yeah, they have to.

Hey, we could blame Babs.

What a girlfriend.

She hasn't worked a day in her life. What can they do to her?

Joke. It wasn't.

Look, Mac's not going to drag this out, is he?

I mean, he can't leave Freda Wilson supervising for long.

Is that who he's replaced me with?

Oh, Jesus.

There's a mortgage.

Hi, Sylvia.

Didn't recognise you with your clothes on. How you doing?

Steve!

Steve!

What? What?

You all right?

Sure?

Got time on you, mate?

Ride or boil.

Listen to me, shitface.

You tell Ronstadt from me that when I see him... Oi!

You got a job yet, Kim? What are you pissing about for? We can take this

of tossers.

When I get you on your own, you're a dead man, Ronstadt.

Yeah, yeah.

Sleep well, Robinson.

So why have to stick a knife to somebody's throat and be walking the

24 hours?

That's the kind of protection we get. Whether Ronstadt gets bailed or not has

nothing to do with me. I want him arrested.

I'll put 50 on us, not getting fingerprints off that brick.

I'm putting in a complaint about you, pal. Steve, forget it. People like you

shouldn't be wearing that.

And people like you shouldn't be doing what you do and telling other people

what's normal so we make a right pair, don't we?

Look.

Okay.

The night I came to your house, I got you wrong.

You got me wrong.

Okay?

But I didn't arrest you for anything you didn't do. I'm not that kind of Bobby.

I know your boss, he speaks very highly of you.

So I'm okay now because my boss says I am.

You're a joke, pal.

Dean!

I'm going to have that bastard's job, I am.

We started this.

Ronstadt first, that bastard second.

If anything started this, she did.

Who's she? I don't know. You haven't told me yet, Steve.

Oh, Christ, Susie, I don't start all that.

You know, if you'd never been apologising, you'd never have been

never have got the kids out of the house, we'd never have been in bed, we'd

never have been burgled.

So it's my fault Ronstadt did us over? You know, he only remembered this

anniversary because there was something in it for you.

It's my fault Ronstadt did us over?

Oh, thanks.

We've said for years anniversaries were no big deal.

No, no, no. I had said that because you kept forgetting them. I kept looking the

prack because I was the only one buying presents.

Watching you organise collections for other people at work. You know, Pat's

birthday, Yvonne's fire, somebody leaving, somebody turning 60.

You know, you managed to remember everybody else.

All right, all right, all right.

So what was in this anniversary for me, Sylvia?

You got to wipe the slate clean.

Which we did.

We buried it. You said you forgave me. So what are you bringing up for now?

Because I want to know who she is.

No. I want to know!

No! Hey, okay, look.

She's fine.

We're married. We're having a row. Do you mind?

Are you going to tell me or not?

What good will it do?

Sylvia. Get off me. If she wants to go, let her go.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I'm sorry you're sleeping, love, but I swear I never took anything.

I just bought it for Moxie. Moxie's a thick one.

He's a bit thick.

Ish. But only half as thick as you if we can get someone else to buy it for him.

What's even scarier?

You knew where to get it.

Everybody does.

You're not everybody, Jake

I'm

sorry

Name? Stephen Robinson.

Date of birth?

22nd of January, 1964.

On the charge of possession of a Class A restricted substance, how do you plead

as charged?

Guilty.

My client is prepared to submit to a blood test, if need be, to prove that

only substance he's used is cannabis in my new course.

My

client

is also prepared to submit his family account.

to show that his debts and expenditure are proportionate to the salaries coming

into the house.

Yeah? Do you find it a pain keeping him clean this time of year?

Keeping what clean?

Rent. Oh, my God, what... Tell Kim I said aye.

This is you, this is.

Nice one, Cameron.

You should be on the fire this time. Matt won't touch me till I've lost some

weight.

What did you get, Steve?

500 quid suspended sentence.

500 quid suspended sentence. Oh, tough shit, mate.

Yeah, get that thing stitched. Cheers, mate. Why is everyone looking so chuffed

he's got off with it?

It is drugs we're talking about here.

£500 and a suspended sentence.

I can't drink that. Get it down, you. I can't drink it. Can I not just have a

lager and wine?

And I'm not being a miserable cow. He's meant to be management and I don't see

what's clever about celebrating it.

Run down.

Oh, I know, yes.

And is the bloke used to go out with Angela Walmart?

Dunno. He did, yeah. He's a creep.

Mind you, Angela's no stranger to wacky wing, is she?

Hiya.

Hiya, Angela.

So, what happens about the bloke who robbed you?

We testify and hopefully he goes down.

Hopefully? Are you nervous?

No chance.

Can't wait.

Yeah, nervous.

Steve, Brian reckons he can sort you today if you want.

So what's it going to cost me?

Depends. Hi, Julie. Hiya. I just want an alarm. Yeah, but, like, always just

checking the piss. Oh, kid, I'll fork knock. I just want to know if anybody's

coming near.

How many bedrooms?

Four.

400. 400 quid?

I could get a security firm for that.

Well, you've got your main access sensor. Put them back.

Your keypad that you stumped off.

Your bell box when you only get what you pay for.

At least you're talking.

I missed with the first one.

I hit the dustbin.

Go on, Ike, 250.

Hang on, hang on.

What are you on about, Kev?

You got a drink there, Steve?

What's been going on?

Look,

look, look, hang on.

I didn't start this.

Ronstadt started this. But you can't resist finishing it, can you?

None of it's your fault. Nothing's anything to do with you at all, is it,

Nothing ever is.

Don't open it.

Don't open it.

OK.

Hiya, Mark.

Have I come at a bad time?

Come on, Freedom.

Go for work.

Steve.

It's running too fast and it's not me.

Look, it just keeps ruching.

Sylvia, are you okay?

Fine. Why?

You look knackered.

I don't think I'd dare go home if that happened to me.

It's all right.

Now look, what you need to do...

I'm going home.

Anybody did that to me, I wouldn't be waiting to get them into court.

No, you'd take your mum round there, wouldn't you, Brian? Start waving your

circuit test.

It's different for Steve, wasn't it? Why? Because he's black.

Steve's not black.

Can't think, can't play football.

And the only time his skin's up, he calls it a riot.

And his management is as stiff as nowhere nearby.

If you ever heard Steve had been having an affair, would you tell me? No.

My sake of it. Well, I just thought, ooh, what good did it do?

No. Because he's management?

No.

He'll tell me.

He hasn't yet.

Fully.

But he will.

What are you saying it like that for? How often do you want it to say it?

What?

Mum! Back to work! All of you before Mac finds out! Come on!

Brilliant. It's given me an heart of... It's came at me!

Oh, God, yes.

To do with what?

Talk to Steve.

If you know it's not Julie, then you know who it is.

Talk to Steve.

He swore to me, Trudy. It wasn't anybody I had to work with.

Maybe he's telling the truth.

Use the other one.

she knows who you slept with and I don't.

I can't walk through that sewing room another day thinking,

Someone's looking at me all the time.

You're making a total bloody fool of me. I want to know...

What?

Catherine McIntosh.

Mac's wife.

My God.

If you really want to hurt... Let me back, Sylvia. Go on, tell him.

But that's your job, my job, Jake's job.

That's all we've got.

I think one of you two best apologise to Julie.

Julie knew what she was up for.

Mooching round you all the time, and she's not the only one. I watch him do

and I watch him wet him.

For your information, Sylvia, Julie's more likely to try mooching around you

than him.

Thank you.

Sylvia? Don't do this.

You've forgiven me once.

It's not like you caught me in the middle of something.

I told you.

That's because you knew I knew.

I bet you didn't start that either, did you, Steve?

For the record, no.

But I'm not the only bloke Mac's wife screwed around with.

I'm way down the line.

You talk to Trudy if you want the truth about Catherine McIntosh.

Tell her I told you to ask.

Jake, innit?

You're doing round here?

I'm just honest.

I didn't know you lived round here.

I just want my mate to determine it, and I just came up here to... Get the

police! Get the police!

If Kim Ronstadt had never been in this house and done what he did that night,

would you still be going?

If we hadn't had to put up with all this shit, would you still be going? I don't

know. Well, Catherine Mackintosh is definitely not worth chucking 19 years

for.

Subtractors. And the rest of it's just weird.

We've never had to go through weird before because we've managed to avoid

that. And we've got all this for Christ's sakes.

Once that's put away, all the shit's going to disappear.

If you've absolutely made up your mind, and please don't, I'd say, right, yeah.

We call it all my fault.

But if you're not sure, Sylvia, I beg you, just stop and go over things.

It's not me.

It's not all me.

You know, if it wasn't her, it might have been somebody else.

It won't. How do I know? How do you?

Because I've tried it and it does nothing for me.

Nothing does it for me like you do it for me when I know you're interested.

Which isn't always.

Two -way traffic, Steve.

I get months dragging on when all you've done for me is make me feel like a

parent.

I don't feel sexy. I don't feel funny.

I don't feel interesting.

Not to you.

I'm just three kids and payday. Well, that's what the anniversary was all

Not Catherine bloody Macintosh.

I wanted a bit of you and me.

You were never funny.

I was funny.

You were sexy and interesting.

You still are.

Hello.

What? You do him now, do you?

I just wanted to... I came to talk to Kim Natsar.

Yeah?

You started this?

Yeah.

Your dad nearly lost his job because of you.

Your dad's a loud -mouthed prick.

Why can't he just leave us alone?

Why can't your dad do his own errands?

He doesn't know I'm here.

You scrapped the car. Why can't he just leave it as that?

He's in court now. They've stitched him up for 500 quid. He's got a record.

Security caught you on camera nicking stock.

My dad wouldn't have thought you. Mac would have. Mac's one thing, and your

dad's another.

Your mum and dad ID'd Kim.

They're saying he robbed your house.

That never happened.

Well, no.

He could have made a mistake.

It was dark.

I couldn't really tell.

You tell him.

We've got till Monday to unidentify him. Yeah?

I will, OK?

Right. I swear.

I say it was dark.

How can you be sure you got the right bloke?

Well, they can't, can they? How can they?

You tell your dad.

The last time he saw Kim is when he gave him his P45.

Yeah.

Yeah? I will.

And your mum?

I will.

Kim, don't.

Kim, please, don't. Don't, Kim. Kim, please.

I've never done anything to you, Kim. Please, don't.

Please,

Kim.

Tell me, Jake.

It's not my life!

Wipe your tears and let the salt stains drown.

Let them all.

Mac's wife.

Sneaky bitch.

I knew she'd come early if she thought he was enjoying himself.

Mac!

And I'm stupid with money. We could have been at that petrol station in two

minutes.

We've been out and out and out and out and out and out and out and out. Cow.

She's never done a day's work in her life.

And she had anything that moved.

I just want a hook.

You bitch.

You selfish, rotten bitch! Fine, but I've done nothing wrong, Mac!

I'm not looking for a bloke. Not just a bloke.

But I love her.

I know you do.