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REPORT: - The 1980s heroin epidemic that seized Leeds and Bradford

catapulted Keith Eckersley to the top of the criminal underworld.

Bound by blood and fuel led by violence,

Eckersley and his four sons built an illicit empire

that would give the Eckersley name a currency all of its own

in the shadow economy of West Yorkshire.

Tales of murder, extortion, international drug trafficking

and the disappearance of two serving police officers

sealed Eckersley's formidable reputation

far beyond the city in which he operated,

and a dark secret was rumoured to lurk inside the walls

of the Eckersley family home.

In 1990, Eckersley's wife of 18 years, Janet,

disappeared without trace,

leaving behind her four adult sons and a nine-year-old daughter...

Excuse me?

Hi, can I see somebody about my hand, please?

Can you tell me what's happened?

I've, erm, hit something, somebody.

It happened about two, three hours ago.

Can I take your name and date of birth?

Yeah, it's Katherine Eckersley. 16th of February 1981.

Address?

It's Upper Crofting, Hawgreen Lane, Ripponden, HA6 9TI.

OK, thank you. Take a seat, please.

Is Nisha going to be all right?

What've you done?

Oh, I bust me hand.

-How? -I hit someone.

What for?

You all right?

What were you doing?

Is Nisha going to be all right?

Well, she's still in Resus, we still don't know anything.

What happened?

You know I've got a criminal record, don't you, cos you told Jess.

She was giving you a job. I thought she should know...

So what happens if I just smacked this fella in the mouth?

INDISTINCT

So, hang on, this is Tom's wife's dad?

Yeah. And I walked away once, but he followed me.

To presume to tell me I ought to tell Tom who his father is,

when he knows nothing about it! Like it's that simple!

I was 12 years old, Holly.

I was 12 years old and I was fucked

repeatedly... for months

by three blokes.

One of whom is Tom's dad.

How can you tell someone that,

that your father is one of three blokes who would fuck a 12-year-old?

I haven't even told Beth.

How could I tell her that?

That's where this boy that she loves,

that she's spent years of her life bringing up, came from?

I mean, it would break her heart, wouldn't it?

And what would it do to him if he knew that?

And then this fella just glibly says that

like I haven't even thought about it.

Sandwiched between whether he would like to fuck me or not.

OK.

So, er, do you want to talk about what happened when you were 12?

-No. -OK.

Well, I think it sounds like this Graham would be pretty stupid

to report what's happened to the police because...

Yeah, but if he does, I'm stuffed, aren't I?

Because I've got previous.

Did anyone else hear what he said to you?

No.

Everyone saw me smack him one, though, but no.

He said it so no-one else would hear him.

I mean, my God, do I look like someone

who wants to get fucked by some slimy old shit-bag? I must do.

It's not about you though, is it?

When men say things like that,

it's about whatever deluded crap goes on inside their tiny minds.

What does he think happens next, though?

He doesn't! He doesn't think beyond...

He just think we're going to carry on being one big happy family?

I'm tempted to say I think you did the right thing. Except...

...what he did isn't a criminal offence,

whereas what you did could be.

Is. It is, it's assault.

But, look, if it did go to court, the first thing they ask is,

"Why did you hit him?"

And then you tell them and then when he's challenged with it,

he either says, "Yes, I did say it,"

and makes himself look like a creepy old tosser, or he perjures himself.

And middle-class people don't like perjuring themselves, Kitty,

cos it frightens them.

The whole thing reflects much worse on him than it does on you

and that's all he'll care about.

He's not going to report it to the police, Kitty.

Oh, fuck's sake.

Go away, Rudy.

- ON VIDEO: - Where are my things?

-Is that you? -Did you hear me?!

-I said I'm calling... -No.

-Oh, you call the fuckers. -Oh, I think it is.

I want my things, you lying, two-faced bastard!

Yeah, I think that is you.

-What's your name? -Jesus Christ.

Do you know her? Is she a friend of yours?

-I need a wee. -You sit back down, you're under arrest.

What's her name?

Kitty Eckersley.

Oh, you're so funny, Holly.

She is. She's Kitty Eckersley.

Check on your... briefing.

The guy said it was a random attack.

Said he didn't know who she was.

-So, what is your name? -He fucking well knows who I am!

Right, you're under arrest.

Do you understand? I'm arresting you on suspicion of criminal damage.

You don't need to cuff her!

You can see how badly hurt she is!

Just butt out, Holly!

You're not in the job any more.

OK? You're irrelevant.

You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention, when questioned,

something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

9827, I've got a one-one-two for criminal damage,

crime number...

♪ Let's start a riot

♪ We won't be quiet

♪ Riot women gonna set this world on fire. ♪

-OVER TV: - On that brutal day... -MESSAGE TONE

...Police Constable Powell was targeted...

DIAL TONE

PHONE RINGS

Beth.

Why's Kitty in A&E?

MUFFLED: - How is Kitty?

Is she all right?

She smashed up Gavin's car? When?

Oh, weeks ago, just before you met,

probably just before you heard her singing in that pub...

I can't believe that Graham would say that to her.

Oh, I think she could handle the lewd comments.

It was more him telling her she

"really ought to tell Tom who his father is" that got up her nose.

Yeah.

She's...

Well, she's never wanted to talk about that.

And I haven't wanted to push her.

Well, I guess...

...you know, she was 12.

That's rape whichever way you look at it.

So, she's just gone into triage and, er, so that'll be

another couple of hours until they sort her out,

and then we'll be another, what, three hours at the police station.

So I'll wait with her and then I'll drop her off when, er,

when she's been processed, all right?

Well, that's very kind of you, Holly.

You know what's so fucking ironic?

Tonight was brilliant.

Oh, my God, that song! And you wrote it and,

and the way she sings it and us all managing to play together

and at that speed! And the audience! And it was all like...

I don't know...

...it was like a little bit of magic.

-Holly's found her. -Who's Holly?

Erm, I'm going to have to go, Holly.

Yeah, sure, sure, sorry.

Poor Nisha. Give her my love.

Yeah, I will do. Yeah, if I get to see her.

I mean, we still don't know what's going on, so...

Well, let us know when you can.

-Yeah. I will. Bye. Bye. -Bye, love. Bye-bye.

She's in A&E.

She broke her hand when she hit him.

And apparently what Graham said was...

"I'd really like to..."

"..Fuck you."

And when she made it clear that that wasn't on the cards, he said,

"I wouldn't fuck you anyway, darling."

"Not for any amount of money."

With his wife and his daughter and you standing, what, two feet away?

Graham wouldn't say that.

Why would she lie?

-Did you listen to that podcast? -She's nothing like them.

She was mentioned in passing. She's barely a footnote, if that.

Yeah, but she is like them.

You can see that she's like them the second she opens her...

BEFORE she opens her mouth.

I don't believe for a second

that Graham would say anything like that to anyone.

I know she's not perfect, but she wouldn't hit someone,

not without some provocation.

Do you think that you see too much in her?

Do you think that you see things that aren't really there?

No. I don't.

You know, I could say the same about you with Graham.

Graham and Tricia are good people.

They're kind, they're interesting, they engage with the world.

And she... Oh, my God, it is like she's brainwashed you!

Like she's inveigled her way into your life, into your house.

She'll have you changing your will next!

Oh, for God's sake!

Do not tell Fearne that she said that about her dad...

Of course I am not going to!

What a disgusting thing to say!

Making out like he's some kind of... creep.

Seriously, Mum, I don't think this woman should be in our house.

"This woman"?

This woman is your mother.

No. You're my mother.

Yes, and I appreciate you saying that.

It feels like at no point have you actually stopped

and thought about what any of this is like for me.

I think about nothing but what is best for you...

That's not true! You've been that obsessed with this talent contest!

Do you know, finding out that someone like that gave birth to you

is a shock.

It's disturbing, and the way that you have just... presented her...

I tried to phone you the day before and you never answered

any of my calls, because you never do.

I should've been able to choose if and when and where I got to see her!

And instead, it has been like, "Oh, here she is!"

"Your new best friend! Living in our house!"

And suddenly you are so...

God, I don't even know who you are any more!

What, I'm so what?

-And FYI, she's not your friend. -Happy?

I know you think she is, but she's not.

-No, why would you say that? -She's nothing like you!

Look at you, with your stupid tattoos and, and this!

Whatever this is.

Oh, this is just...

For God's sake, it's just a bit of fun, for onstage.

That clips on.

Oh, so is that not a proper tattoo?

No. That is. I've always fancied a tattoo.

-No, you haven't! -Yes, I have!

I was in a very dark place before we started this band!

And I...

...and I won't say how dark, but...

I was...

I was pretty low.

And now all that's gone!

It's vanished. And I do not want to go back there.

Look...

...I know that it's been fun for you,

with the band and writing the songs and everything, but...

-Fun? - It is just... - It saved my life! -..far too complicated!

Tom?

You think...

One day you think you're going to find this person...

...who has the key...

...to who you are, to all these odd little things

that you've never understood about yourself.

And then you meet them...

I don't like her!

I can't cope with her.

She makes me feel...

...grubby and...ridiculous and wrong.

What's she even doing here?

I want you to be my mum!

Not her!

She doesn't belong here.

DOOR SHUTS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

-All done, Darren. -Cheers. You can get off on your break.

There you go. Check and sign.

On the pad.

I could have got the bus.

It's Sunday, you couldn't - not up to where you live.

What did the duty solicitor say?

Oh, just about making counter-allegations against him -

Gavin.

For knocking me about.

Good.

See you, Holly.

Have you turned your phone on?

No. Why?

Oh, just, there was a message from Kam, couple of hours ago.

Nisha's fractured her pelvis and broken her collarbone,

but they didn't need to take her to Leeds, so that's something.

They give you a court date?

Eight weeks.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

MUSIC: Your Maker by Gonjasufi

♪ Is anybody private?

♪ Is anything sacred?

♪ Is everybody out to show?

♪ Everybody wants to see me naked

♪ And everyone's alpha dog

♪ And everyone's alpha dog... ♪

You can drop me off at 'top of hill.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I can't unfasten this.

There you go, love.

Did you say owt to Beth about...

...what I told you about when I were 12?

No.

-Does she know I've been in prison? -Not from me.

-Kitty. -What?

Look after yourself.

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once

♪ Givin' up a tune to everybody

♪ I tear into your favourite

MESSAGE TONE

♪ Give it up, give it up, everybody

♪ I tear into you naked

♪ Give it up, give it up for everybody

♪ I tear into you naked

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once before

♪ You failed me once. ♪

Oh...

KEY TURNS

Oh, for God's sake, she's got her own door key.

Hello.

I shouldn't have hit your dad, Fearne. I'm sorry.

Why did you?

I'm thinking I ought to get my stuff and find somewhere else to live.

What did he say to you, Kitty?

Do you want some tea?

I think I ought to just go.

What did he say to you, Kitty?

I don't want to repeat it.

You don't want to repeat it because it's not true.

-What? -You don't want to repeat it because he didn't say it!

-What did he say? -He didn't.

OK, so what did he not say?

Well, if that's what you want to believe, I've got other stuff

to worry about now. Beth, can I get my things?

I don't think you should leave.

-I think you should get some sleep. -I think she should.

-She hasn't got anywhere else to go. -WHAT... did he not say?

Why won't one of you tell me?

Well...

...according to Kitty,

and I think it probably says more about her

than it does about Graham, he intimated that...

What?

...that he would like to have sex with her.

But don't worry,

we both know that your dad wouldn't say something like that to anyone...

...least of all...

Could you...

Could you have misheard him, Kitty?

I'll get my things.

Kitty! I don't think you should leave!

-Not like this! I think you should rest. -No, he's right.

You don't want me here, I'm trouble. I've kept telling you

you don't know me, you've kept on not listening.

I picked you up in a bar when you were three sheets to the wind

and had nowhere to live!

I knew you weren't Princess Diana!

And I know all about your family.

I've listened to a podcast about them last night.

And I also know you are not like them.

Yeah? Do you, though? I've been in prison, twice!

What, what for?

Assault.

Drug-related shit, I mean, it was a long time ago, I was a kid,

-I was an idiot... but... -OK. Well, that's... I don't care.

I mean, I do care.

I hope you didn't hurt anyone.

Assault? I did!

If it's a long time ago...

Yeah, and there were mitigating circumstances as well, but...

-Were there? -Yeah, I was pissed.

Oh, I'm not sure that that's a...

Anyway, you wouldn't do something like that now, would you?!

Yeah, Beth. I just did!

No! He was provoking you!

That is mitigating circumstances.

Well, anyway, Tom's decided I'm lying

and you think I might've "misheard" him so the whole situation's

a fucking big mess now so...

And I was... I was just asking the question for his sake!

And I've been charged with criminal damage, I assume Holly's told you,

so chances are I'll be back inside in two months' time

so you won't need to worry about me any more

and you can all forget I was ever here!

You can all forget I ever existed at all!

I wish I could!

Don't say that, Kitty!

You know, I didn't seek you people out! You sought me out!

I had dealt with all this! I had forgotten about it, literally.

It had gone!

And then I get that letter off the adoption services

just stirring it all back up again!

That's what I was doing, trashed in that pub when I met you!

I'd picked a fight with Gavin about him leaving his wife, basically,

cos I was trying to bend my head around all that misery again!

And you're right, I'm not like my family,

just out of interest.

I am a lot of useless, idiotic things,

Beth, but I am not evil.

I know what evil is, I have lived with it, and I am not that.

And I don't need you or anybody to tell me!

And I'm not a liar either!

I mean... I am...

I can be.

But not this!

-I said misheard... -Door key!

...not lied.

Kitty!

Kitty, please.

Kitty, where will you go?

Oh, who fucking cares? I don't!

Tom, is this really what you want?

-Kitty, come on, let me help you. -Fuck off!

Go, fuck off!

Kitty? Kitty!

Kitty, wait!

-I won't be needing that... -Kitty...

-...fucking thing any more! -Kitty!

I tell you what, you leave me alone and I'll leave you people alone.

All right?!

We need to think about going back to Sheffield.

SNORING

Oh, my God.

Morning.

What time is it?!

Er, did you get Granny home properly last night?

Don't ever ask me to do anything like that ever again.

Why? Wh... why?

She didn't even know who we were, Mum!

You do know it was an emergency?

You do know Nisha got very badly beaten up last night?

I think she thought we'd broken in or something.

We kept saying, "It's Carl and Adam,"

and she just kept going, "Where's Holly?"

And we explained but, y'know, so we told her to lock herself in and

hopefully she managed to get herself to bed and everything, but...

Well, she didn't try to ring me so...

Oh, my God, what if she's wandered off again?

I'd better get round there.

Oh, erm, what did you think about the band?

What band?

Our band! My band!

You know...

MIMICS GUITAR RIFF

Oh, yeah. Yeah, that was embarrassing, weren't it?

Well, we thought it went quite well.

Yeah? Yeah, well, they were all drunk, weren't they?

They'd have clapped at anything.

-Somebody'd come on and farted, they'd have clapped. -We came third.

De gustibus non est disputandum est.

Sorry?

Oh, er, did you not like the song?

What, a load of old women singing about periods?

Yeah, fucking bought the vinyl.

Well, it was the menopause, in fact.

But we were all right, weren't we?

I mean, we held it together, we got to the end,

people were happy. They joined in! They cheered!

Oh, but they were just doing it because they were drunk! Obviously.

Duh. Silly me.

Can you get some more milk, if you're going out, please?

Six weeks.

We did that in six weeks.

Yeah? Well, it showed.

SHE CHUCKLES

-Right... -Don't forget the milk, Mum!

UNDER HER BREATH: Get your own fucking milk.

Hello, love.

Has Veronica been?

I don't know.

Has she? Probably.

So was everything all right last night?

Last night? Yes, as far as I know.

We're wondering about a little holiday.

Who is?

Me and your dad.

Where? Where were you thinking of going with Dad?

I've always fancied the Caribbean.

Mum, you've never wanted to fly, you haven't got a passport.

Oh, that'll be your dad telling you that.

You know, he's clipped my wings, I've often fancied abroad.

Right. OK. So you're all all right? You don't need anything?

Oh, you're not stopping?

MESSAGE TONE

What're you dressed as?

Who the hell is Jenny Lennocks?

Who's that texting you?

Yvonne.

-Our Yvonne? -Hmm.

Huh, what's she after? Money?

I don't think so.

Hiya, kid.

Who's Jenny Lennocks?

-Right, so you weren't there... -Jenny Lennocks? That's a fancy name.

-Is she talking rubbish? -So, Jenny Lennocks is a parent at the school.

She will be, she's fluent at that.

I don't know if she's a promoter,

but she finds bands to fill local venues.

-Really? -Yeah.

And she loved us, she thought we were the real deal!

Oh, wow.

-So, yeah... -That sounds made-up, that name.

...and she thinks people would definitely give us a shot.

You're kidding!

I ended up dealing with her cos Beth disappeared cos Kitty

-hit this fella... -Jenny Bollocks. That sounds made-up.

God knows what all that was about.

She's really excited about us

and she thinks we could do proper gigs

if we got enough material together.

She's got a ton of ideas, like recording a track

-and sending it out to people... -What're you laughing at?

...like a calling card.

And she wants to come and talk to us at our next rehearsal.

I said, well, technically we haven't got a next rehearsal,

so I'm thinking maybe we should get everyone together on Tuesday,

as we have been doing or,

if she's free this afternoon, maybe we should try

-and get everybody together? -Sure. Well, yeah, yeah, I'm free.

Are you laughing? What you laughing at?

Are you at my mother's?

Yeah.

So have you heard all that or were you just being a dickhead?

Yeah! I got it!

Right, well, I'll phone round everybody else.

You don't have to do anything.

You just sit on your hands and turn up when required.

OK? I'll keep you informed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I don't know why I bother with them two.

They're both twats.

GUFFAWS

It's not Bollocks! It's Lennocks!

What is?

Jenny Lennocks, the woman who Yvonne was on about.

Well, who's Jenny Bollocks then?

-No-one, you made her up. -Oh!

It was you that said it, wasn't it?

That was the lady you said, wasn't it?

No, I thought... I thought you said it... to make me laugh.

Said what?

Jenny...

...Bollocks?

Have I missed something?

No.

Oh, OK.

Oh, my God, I ought to go and see how Nisha is.

Shit.

-I do love you. -Who?

My colleague, you don't know her.

Bye, love.

PHONE BUZZES

SHE GROANS

SHE GRUNTS

Oh, my God.

Hey! Jessie!

Oh, what now?

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Mum, come on!

What fresh hell is this?

-We are here! -Open the door! -Jessie!

Coming now.

Come on, come on. Bronte needs a wee!

Open the door!

Mum, open the door.

OVERLAPPING SHOUTS

-Granny! -Come on...

Come on, Mum! The door's locked!

DOG BARKS

What've I gone and agreed to now?

SHE SIGHS

SHE GROANS

Hello.

Holly.

Just wanted to come and have a look at you.

Do you want a few minutes?

I could stretch my legs and get a cup of tea.

Sure, if that's...

-Thank you, Grace. -All right.

How are you feeling?

You will get through this, Nisha.

And when you do, you'll come out the other side

and you'll be even stronger,

cos I know you.

Remember me asking you not to go upstairs?

Complaining to the boss about Rudy?

Well...

Obviously he did his job properly last night, for all his faults...

No.

No, he didn't, Holly.

He took photos of me.

You what?

I had my hands handcuffed above my head,

and I had my trousers around my ankles,

and I was stood six feet off the ground

on top of this bin.

And I had this buzzing noise in my head

so bad I could hardly see straight.

You've got yourself into a right pickle here, haven't you?

Get me down.

And he stops to take photos.

And he goes...

Telling fucking Holly to go upstairs and squeal t' boss.

Smart move.

"Not."

Then he unfastened me.

And he let me fall.

That's how I fractured my pelvis

and that's how my collarbone shattered.

Oops.

That weren't them lads. That was him.

I asked you not to say owt,

but you always know best, don't you?

Did you tell that to the Major Incident Team?

Oh, yeah, and make everything even worse?

He won't get done.

They'll just brush it under the carpet.

Or someone upstairs like your Tony'll have a word with someone

who'll have a word with someone else.

By the time it's got to the bottom of the food chain,

that someone else would probably just be one of Rudy's mates,

like Sergeant Arsehole.

So it doesn't work, Holly.

Going upstairs never works.

And I knew that, even if you didn't.

And whatever happens now...

...those photos of me will be out there.

So, no...

SHE SNIFFLES

...I haven't told the Major Incident Team,

because do you really think I want anyone who cares about me

knowing they exist?

Oh, you can go now.

I can't stand to look at you.

PHONE BUZZES

KNOCK ON DOOR

Would you like more tea, Beth?

Would we like more tea, Mum?

No, I think we're all right, thanks.

She's tired herself out.

She was up at three o'clock this morning singing.

-What was she singing? -Oh...

♪ La, la, la

♪ And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square. ♪

HUMS ALONG

Yeah.

♪ The joke's on you

♪ Cos you never really knew her

♪ A rebellious suburban badass bitch

♪ Who never for a second would have taken your shit

♪ Rebel with a Sparks card

♪ She's the Countdown queen

♪ Gotta go

♪ Don't want to miss the Chelsea Flower Show. ♪

-So you met Jess last night? -She did.

I'm Mary.

Oh, yeah. She's not in the band. She just lives here.

-I just own the place. -OK.

And that's Holly.

-You play bass? -CHILD: Put that in here.

Can you drop this face business when you say my name?

I was not laughing at you. OK? It wasn't about you.

Not everything is about you, Yvonne. It was about J...

How do you do?

-They're sisters. -All my life I've had this.

-Oh... -Ever since I was a kid.

Your little sister and the woman who professes to be your mother

taking the... mickey.

Then people wonder why you're bad-tempered.

Sorry. Shall we...? Shall we just listen to what Jenny's got to say?

Yes.

Right...

Sorry. Sorry. Can I just say,

um, Beth visits her mum on Sunday afternoons,

and Kitty has resurfaced, apparently,

but we can't get hold of her just now because,

well, I imagine she's asleep somewhere

cos she was in A&E all night with a fractured fifth metacarpal

after she punched Fearne's dad.

Kam's not here cos...

Well, cos you know about Nisha.

Um, yeah, I mean, things aren't usually this dramatic.

OK.

Well, moving forward,

I need a support band for the Ogden Water Babies

at the Hebden Festival in two months' time.

You think you possibly have enough material

to do a 30-minute set, yes?

Half your own material, half covers.

Probably more original stuff than covers, I'd say, but... yeah.

-Yeah. -So as well as making a recording of Seeing Red

in the next few weeks, this gives you something else to aim for.

Seriously... perform? Like... Are you serious?

Yeah. A support band.

So in the eight weeks before the festival,

it'd be down to you to keep the passion and the creativity

and the hard work going. OK?

Yeah.

SHE CHUCKLES

Wow.

Right, so what she wants us to do, first of all,

is a recording of Seeing Red.

I mean a proper recording!

In a... In a studio.

And she can set that up for us.

I mean, we'll have to pay for it ourselves, obviously.

And then...

Oh, God, she wants us to support the Ogden Water Babies

at the Hebden Festival.

The Ogden Water Babies!

And she is so excited about us!

I mean, she wants to come to the rehearsal next week

and give us some hints and tips.

What've we got to lose? A few quid.

A few quid hiring a recording studio.

Beth, you and me are 60 next year.

And you know what comes after that, don't ya?

61?

70!

This is our time.

This decade's gonna go like that and we need to grasp it!

Yeah? So we just need to get Nisha back on her feet again.

And Holly thinks it's very unlikely that, erm,

that Kitty'll get a custodial sentence for that...

...for that business with that Gavin's car.

Erm, so is she...?

WHISPERING: Is she in bed? How is she?

No.

No, I'm afraid, erm, she's... she's gone.

Gone?

Where?

Well, I had hoped she might come to you. Or Holly.

But clearly not.

Oh, Beth.

Are you all right?

Tom doesn't like her,

and he doesn't believe that Graham would say something like that.

And he hasn't been able to hide how he feels.

So she's gone.

She was upset and she was angry and I...

I don't know.

He is so disdainful towards her.

And it's heartbreaking

because when I look at her, I just see him.

PHONE BUZZES

Tricia.

-Hello, Tricia. -ON PHONE: - Beth, hello.

How's Graham?

Are you busy?

No.

I...

Fearne rang me and told me that everything's a bit of a mess

because Tom accused Kitty of lying

because, "Graham would never say such a thing."

Quite a big mess, actually.

Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you

that Graham would say such a thing... because...

...he's done it before.

On more than one occasion,

and probably more times than I know about.

He appears to make something of a habit of it.

Er, I forgave him the first time

it was drawn to my attention by a well-wisher.

And I turned a blind eye on another occasion.

You keep hoping it's happened for the last time, of course,

but now this!

Tom's birth mum! I mean, y'know...

What the actual fuck?!

How is Kitty?

BETH SNIFFLES

What's she saying?

♪ I miss that song

♪ The one that hurts like something's wrong

♪ Cos even when I'm feeling fine

♪ It's always nice just to remind. ♪

So are we assuming that Kitty's not coming?

JESS: Er, she...

CLEARS THROAT

She's just not replied to any of our texts or messages so...

We can do it without her, can't we?

Sorry, you can record Seeing Red without Kitty? How?

Can't we get someone else?

Where?

People who sing like Kitty don't grow on trees.

Well, she'll turn up by next Thursday.

I can't keep a studio and a sound engineer booked for a whole day

on the understanding that she may or may not turn up.

I only got this slot cos someone else had cancelled.

And then there's the two days' mixing

and, you know, this is your money.

Where does she live?

Erm, she... She...

-We... -We don't actually know where she is at the... at the moment.

But we do know she's not dead because she has read our messages.

Well, somebody's read our messages.

Oh. So she could be...?

Look, I don't want to be...

I wanted to help you.

I honestly thought you had something when I saw you on Saturday night,

but maybe I just got carried away.

The thing is, y'know, what you're doing is lovely.

But the truth is... And the song! The song is fantastic.

You are definitely more than some sad dad band doing cheesy covers.

But without Kitty...

She really is your secret weapon.

What I'm offering you is next level.

And this - without her, this isn't enough.

Twice now she's not shown up

and clearly there are issues with her.

And if she wanted this, she'd be here.

CAR DOOR SHUTS

So... I'm sorry,

but I'm afraid this isn't for me.

Sorry I'm late.

Well, where've you been?

I just said, I'm sorry I'm late.

What've I missed?

HOLLY: - Well, nothing.

Because we can't actually do much without you,

it turns out.

Well, I'm here now, so...

Kitty, I'm Jenny. Lennocks. We met briefly on Saturday.

So what's happening?

-Well, I was just gonna... -You know what's happening.

We've all been sending you texts and messages for two days

telling you what's happening.

So, I was just going to make a little recording

of you singing Seeing Red on my phone

so I could send it to the sound engineer at the recording studio

I've got booked in Huddersfield next Thursday.

So he's got a rough idea of what the song is meant to sound like.

OK. Cool.

But I guess...

...I need to know that you're committed,

because I'm sensing...

...you're not as tight as you might be.

Tight?

Together.

You're 40 minutes late,

you've been ignoring everyone's messages for the last two days.

So, yeah, I have to ask these questions

if I'm putting my time into this.

Not to mention all these other ladies' money.

A day in a recording studio, with a sound engineer,

then two days in the mix.

That's £1,000.

Yeah.

So, we need to know you're not going AWOL every five minutes, Kitty.

I'm here, aren't I?

Who was that? That dropped you off.

Why?

So, are we doing this or what?

Oh, you've...

You've not gone back to Gavin?

Well, do you know what, Beth,

I didn't have a fat lot of fucking choice, did I?

So, excuse me for being thick,

but that car that you just got dropped off in,

is that the Jaguar you're up in court for having trashed?

Well, yeah, but it's been fixed now so...

Sorry, this is the man who had his mates beat you up

that day I arrested you,

and you were trying to kill yourself with vodka and painkillers

and a carving knife?

You've gone back to the man that did that to you?

Like I said, it was either his place or the bus station,

so go figure.

You arrested her?

Briefly, yes. For her own good. Under the Mental Health Act.

-When? -I told you. -No, you didn't.

You told me she'd been in prison twice.

Well, it would've been the day before Beth picked her up

in that karaoke pub.

Yeah.

Yeah, that was the first of our memorable nights in A&E together,

wasn't it?

And wow!

You've gone back to him?

So, he's not still taking you to court then, I take it?

I take it he's dropped that?

Yeah!

Yeah, he's gonna drop it, yeah.

-Going to? -Oh, what is your problem?!

Yes!

He's on his way to the police station right now

for that purpose. OK?

I'm here. Make the most of it.

Shall we rewind half an hour and pretend you weren't late?

Ladies?

Rigged it up for you earlier, Kitty.

Thanks, kid.

When you're ready.

INTRO TO SEEING RED

♪ I'm so depressed

♪ I can't get dressed

♪ Having trouble hiding my lack of interest

♪ Bloodstains pouring like rain

♪ Borderline anaemic from bleeding all day

♪ The time's waning

♪ Feels like I'm fading

♪ Doctor told me to stop complaining

♪ If it happened to blokes

♪ God only knows

♪ We'd be getting HRT from Tesco

♪ Am I invisible?

♪ Am I untouchable?

♪ Am I unlovable?

♪ Are you uncomfortable?

♪ And I'm seeing red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red!

♪ I'm seeing red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red, red, red, red, red, red!

♪ Red!

♪ I'm angry, I'm nice

♪ I'm fuming, I'm fine... ♪

-Right, I'm off. -Are you not coming for a drink?

-I've gotta get back. -Bass is brilliant.

-Ta-ta. -See ya.

-See ya, sweetie. -Yeah.

-Kitty? -What?

K...

Er, we need to have a think about how to work on new material

for the festival.

Come to t'flat if you want to.

-Have you got a keyboard? -No.

So it would make more sense if you came up to me, wouldn't it?

-One evening... -Evenings, no.

During the day's better for me, when he's at work.

Er, I'm at work during the day, as you know, so...

Maybe just work on 'em separately then.

SHE SCOFFS

We need...

Realistically, we need four more songs

ready in eight weeks' time,

so that is quite a tall order.

Shall we talk about this when you're sober?

Did you get my text? About Tricia phoning me up?

Yeah.

Only you didn't reply...

I didn't need to.

I know what that creepy old toss pot said to me,

even if you didn't believe me.

I don't... I didn't... I shouldn't... I-I...

-Does Tom know? -I shouldn't have said anything!

I don't know.

Well, I assume so. He's not texted me back either.

Come on!

You know it makes sense for you to come to me to work on the songs.

I'm not coming to your house, Beth.

Ever again.

Can somebody help me get the keyboard into the car, please?

Yes, me! I will.

OK, I have red wine.

-Oh! -There we go. -Thank you.

John loves it!

He's just listened to it through twice!

He's got a few thoughts. "Singer amazing." Yep.

Where is she?

She left. After we finished.

It'll be that Gavin. He doesn't like her stopping out late.

Why's she gone back to him?

So anything about the fabulous drummer

and the sublime backing vocals?

Yeah, like I said, he's got a few thoughts.

So, this is how it's gonna work next week.

Beth, John wants you and Kitty there from 8am

cos you wrote the song, you know how you want it to sound.

Jess, you need to be there then, too, cos he'll want to

lay the drum track first. So, Holly and Yvonne,

you don't need to be there till 10, 11.

You'll do keys and vocals last,

but you and Kitty'll both be there anyway, so...

What about backing singers?

Oh, I'd get there two, three, four o'clock.

Whenever you feel like it, really.

Er, vino?

No, I'm going to love you and leave you. I'm up to here.

It's the Slaithwaite Music Festival next week.

Exciting times!

Yay! Well done, Riot Ladies!

Aww, thank you. See you later. See you.

-Cheers now. -Bye. -Thank you.

Is she a bit of a wanker?

Did she just call us Riot Ladies?

Are we going to talk about the elephant in the room?

What elephant?

Kitty.

We're putting all this money in,

and if the wind's blowing in the wrong direction,

she could just not bother turning up again next Thursday.

I can't believe she's gone back to that man.

He sounds like a right bastard.

She's chaotic, she's flaky, and she's not putting any money in.

JESS: Hang on, so what are y'saying?

Look, it's been a blast.

We've done what we set out to do.

We did the talent contest and we did it really well.

We came third! But this now...

...with her like that,

I think we could be kidding ourselves.

I'm reluctantly suggesting that we call it a day.

♪ And the sky was made of amethyst

♪ And all the stars looked just like little fish

♪ You should learn when to go

♪ You should learn how to say no

♪ Might last a day

♪ Might last forever

♪ Might last a day, yeah... ♪

GAVIN: - Kitty!

You two-faced whore!

Why, what's happened?

So I had to wait an hour before anyone came to speak to me.

I spent another God-knows-how-long filling in some form

saying I was declining to prosecute you!

And then I find out that I'm being investigated

because of allegations of assault made by you!

Oh, yeah. No, that was the duty solicitor.

That was his idea.

I can drop all that, if you've dropped that thing against me.

I haven't dropped the charges against you!

I was going to, but then this!

Did you think that I wouldn't find out?

I forgot! It was him, it was that solicitor!

You forgot?

I was exhausted! I'd been in hospital all night!

I... I'd been arrested, I was in agony, I was like...

-Do I look stupid? -What?

Do I look stupid to you?!

Let's both go back there together and tell em that neither of us

wanna prosecute the other one.

Do you think I'm gonna go back there again. Now? Tonight?

You don't just pop in and say, "Oh, by the way!"

Especially not when you're off your tits on vodka!

Yeah, we'll have to, cos I need those charges dropped!

Oh, yeah, yeah, then what were y'gonna do, eh?

Just disappear and have a big laugh when I get arrested?

Yeah, well, obviously I'm only doing it

if you're dropping the charges against me.

No, no, no! You are gonna go and drop these allegations first.

I have got charges against me, pal! I have got a court date!

I need to know you are gonna do what you say you're gonna do.

Why, don't you trust me?

SHE SCOFFS

Well, I'd like to trust you, Gavin, but y'know,

you're the fella who told me he was divorcing his wife

when in fact you were planning to jet off to Paradise

to do your marriage vows again, so...

Just saying.

♪ When they get what they want

♪ They never want it again

♪ Go on, take everything... ♪

HE SIGHS

OK.

♪ I want you to

♪ Go on, take everything, take everything... ♪

Get your bag.

So we're both going to...?

Yeah.

Yeah.

♪ I never want it again

♪ Go on, take everything... ♪

Ow! Gavin, no! No, no, no!

All fucking day! I've had it!

I've had it up to fucking here with you!

SHE SCREAMS

You'll fucking have it!

SOBBING: No, no, no!

GLASS SHATTERS

♪ Mine, all mine, all mine

♪ Go on, take everything

♪ Take everything, I want you to

♪ Go on, take everything

♪ Take everything, I dare you to

♪ Go on, take everything

♪ Take everything, take everything

♪ Take everything! ♪