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There's a pint waiting for you.

Have a good evening, gentlemen.

Got you wrong, Melon reckons.

Missed how... fresh you were, did I?

Like something flapping in the sand.

Don't know whether to suck or blow, do you?

It erm... It's a bit like that, yeah.

You can trust yourself here, in case Melon hasn't said.

Safe to forgive yourself.

First thing we have to do.

Melon?

Er... Whisky, please.

Blanked me like a piss-ugly ex last time I came in here,

just asking after a beer.

Read you wrong, like I said.

Well, I'm here because this one says you're someone to know.

Someone who can, erm, help me out.

Stuff that's happening.

Stuff about what I like and...

...stuff that's...

I don't really know.

It's just stuff that Melon said I shouldn't feel wrong about.

What kind of stuff?

It's...

I'll give Tonka a bell, mate.

Yeah.

Tonka. Who's that?

Aye.

A fella we've got in common.

What, a merv you both know?

What the fuck you saying that for in here?

Someone's got to give us the nod.

It's landed on Tonka.

He was in for grooming. He'll stand up for me.

I'm not the problem. You're the one on trial here.

So scan the fucking bait once or twice, will you?

I've seen that's what you're doing.

It's what we're here for, isn't it?

It's what we're meant to be doing.

You said to him what you said you'd say, it seems like.

And all we look like is me, the virgin,

out in the open for the first time,

and I'm looking to bolt,

and you're just keeping me in my seat. That's it.

Yeah, which, by the way, you know, me being in here,

just coming up them stairs into here, that's a violation for me.

Terms of my release. And for what?

For what? You know for what.

Some tenuous bullshit that only makes sense to you.

I told you Zita said that this... this Richard here...

You're not listening to me, are you?

He's in there calling Tonka out of the blue

to hold up my name.

Knows Tonka well enough to do that.

So I don't need Zita telling me bollocks.

I know who this Richard is,

who he has to be to make that call,

and that puts me way out of my depth in here, Nelly,

and it means you are drowning.

These people aren't just gonna trust you overnight.

You've got to get them used to your face.

So drink your drink.

- Boom goes the dynamite! - You dick!

Hey!

Is this what happens now, hm?

Is it, you fucking lying shit?

Why did you do that for?

It was a fucking joke! Chill out!

We're done, Luke!

We're fucking done! Do you hear me, yeah?

Done!

Gav, what the fuck?

Prick!

What was that for?

- What was that for? - Shut up!

It's the police.

Hello.

- Claire, it's me. - All right, Nelly?

Erm... I'm sorry I missed your calls and I've not been around.

Can you call me back as soon as you get this?

- Claire really not upstairs? - She took off earlier.

Assumed she was out looking for you.

Cos I called her a couple of times.

- Er... Teens wants you. - I've been gasping.

Police have been in twice

asking about an anonymous call you made.

A quick word, please, Nelly.

Why are the police on me about my trolley?

One second, Teens. Stace wants to have a go at me first.

No, I can keep.

- Help Teens with her trolley. - You can keep?

Then, when you're done with that, we can catch up.

I haven't seen you for a few days.

You begged me a favour and I lent it you,

and now I need it back. Where is it?

I don't like you when you ain't saying what you're saying,

so you should just get it said, Stace.

I know you think it's just some other pink thing I've got, yeah,

but I bloody need it, OK? I need it. Where is it?

And where's the knife out of my kitchen?

The police have got your trolley, yeah?

If they're asking about it, they've got it.

And here, that there,

and this is everything I got from the favour you done me.

And we'll forget about the 50-50,

and if I'm short to buy back your trolley,

then I will make it up to you, I swear on my...

My hand on my heart, I'll make it up.

I keep saying, that's in with you, never again.

And then, look at me, you pisshead.

I want my car back as well, please.

I don't see why. You're gonna be a shit to me all the time,

- then I don't see why. - I'll get you your keys.

Fuck. Leave it!

Just leave it, Nelly.

You ain't doing that to me.

You're after doing to her what you've done to Claire.

- You will never! - What have I done to Claire?

Breaking and entering, lying to the police for you.

I mean, she came to us for help, and what do you do?

Best people to help her and her kiddie,

and you've got her on the wrong side of them.

I mean, telling her that Jody's been calling you!

- Jody... Ssh! - Oh, how could you do that?

Jody has been calling me, all right?

She has been call... Look. Here.

Look, there. Even the police had a look to prove it.

- Jody calling me, there. - All right.

I mean, what the fuck do you think I'm on about here?

I don't know. I swear to Christ I don't know.

You what? You what, you what?

You what? You what? You what, you what, you what?

You what?

- I don't have your knife. - Yes, you have.

And I want it back right now, or not ever.

One sec.

- Yeah. - It's her blood, Nelly.

- Now, what's happened? - All that blood, it's Jody's.

Nelly. What?

Tell me where you are, darling.

Anything?

It keeps going to voicemail.

Well... just leave it. Don't leave her any more messages.

- Yeah, I won't. - Well, you will. I'm just...

I'm just saying don't.

I wasn't gonna leave another message, but...

...however badly I messed up, darling, I need you to call me.

It's probably obvious.

I don't know how I just ended up here.

Did they say anything else?

Say something about how much blood there was?

"Not an insignificant injury."

Couldn't say whether it was life-threatening,

one way or another.

- Hey. - Last I saw you...

The day before...

Whenever it was, you were going off with Bernie.

It looked serious. Spun you around quick enough.

Listen, yeah. Can we just stop a sec?

- Stop what? - Can we hold up?

Ask me, yeah. You can.

But if you do, I ain't gonna lie.

I'm gonna tell you where I've taken myself and what I'm on.

Just saying, though...

I don't know how to make it easy for you to hear.

If you ask me, I'm gonna tell you.

But I ain't gonna coat it and I ain't gonna make it sweet, so...

...so there you go.

Where have you been, Nelly?

Just guess. I don't want to straight tell you.

This bong's... mashed.

You ain't gonna guess, cos it's brilliant.

The longest word you can come up with

using only the letters of one row of a typewriter keyboard.

I need, like, a drill or some shit.

The longest word.

Nightmare. Get Gav's, will you?

It's in his desk drawer, I think.

You gonna make me beg, Goz? The word?

Er... It's "typewriter".

Bollocks.

No, no word of a lie. The longest word, er...

one row of a typewriter is "typewriter".

That is brilliant.

That's why I love you, Goz. That's why I like you.

The police don't even know where she is.

Not enough to say that's totally who has her.

But you think that's where she is?

It's where I'm looking.

All on the say-so of this... Zita?

Yes, who knows from personal what they'll be up to

if they ain't already done with... if...

I'm trying to mind myself with you.

I know.

Saying she's already dead.

She ain't. I bet my life she ain't.

Based on what?

- She's dead to Barry, to BJ. - I don't care.

To the police if you push them. She's dead to all of them.

Well, she's not to me and fuck 'em all for giving up.

They're gonna have to show me.

Is she dead, Nelly?

She is not dead.

They've got hold of her somewhere and they are...

I mean, the chances are...

What they've got her for is to rent her out amongst them all.

But that's what this Richard can do for us.

Right, anybody's offering Jody up like that, he hears.

You don't know that, though.

From what Melon's made of him and what Zita's said, it's true.

Listen, Richard hears.

Even if it's a whisper from 100 miles away, he bloody hears.

Shola says that what you think you're doing to help

could really end up hurting Jody.

That... you concocted all this, what you're doing,

just to give yourself a part to play.

Cos without it you haven't got a connection.

You can't miss her like we do. I mean...

You can't, can you? You don't know her. You've barely met.

You don't actually know

when your daughter's birthday is, do you?

I think Shola was asking me to ask you to stop... Nelly.

Then fucking ask me and I will.

Ask me.

You know what?

Shola can kiss my black arse,

and so can any other brat tells me I ain't got the right...

...to give a shit about my own flesh and blood.

What am I meant to do, sit in the corner

and not do every last thing I can for Jody?

I find her and I get her back to you,

who gives a fuck when her birthday is, or if I know?

And I ain't stopping shit.

The filth can't go where I'm going.

They can't get to this Richard like I've got to him.

They can't.

And you...

You're right.

I can't miss her like you and that Barry can.

But so what?

It still breaks me when I see claret all over her top.

Yes, I've been shit as... shit as her dad,

but that don't mean it can't dig me out

when I see what's happening to my kid.

I'm out here chasing the hare, I know I am.

But so what? So fucking what?

Sometimes the hound catches up.

Sometimes it does.

So, there you go.

Your text is my command.

What's up?

I don't know what to do, Gav.

About what?

I weren't looking for it. I just found it.

You've done my head in and...

- I don't know what to do. - About what?

What are you on about?

This, mate.

Bloody this.

How have you got this in your desk drawer?

- You were in my room? - Yeah, Luke's bong was...

What were you doing in my room?

It ain't about who's in your room.

It ain't about that. I need you to...

to make sense of this for me, cos...

- ...I've got to tell Nelly. - Tell him what?

- I've got to. - Why?

When he puts two and two together...

- No, no, no, no, no. - You know he's gonna...

He's gonna come roaring after you, mate, so tell me something.

Tell me how to stop him.

No. Right, you don't know, all right?

- Put some distance, mate. Run. - No.

- Look, I don't want this on me. - No.

- I'm scared what he might do. - Fuck!

I don't want it.

- Oh, fuck! No! - I can't keep it from him.

You don't know! All right?

- I can't keep it from him. - You don't know! All right?

You and Melon going straight back out there?

Stace has got a top I could do with.

I smell a bit carnal. You know what I mean?

Don't fret, Claire, make it weird.

Told you, I love doing anything like that with you.

I will do it any time you let me.

It doesn't even have to be about anything.

You stagger me, Nelson Rowe.

Do I?

Yes.

Wait, wait. Wait there.

Push it that way. Push that way.

Back a bit, man. Back a bit. This way, this way, this way.

All right, down, down.

Still looking after him for me, Nelly?

- I said I would. - But taking him out again?

Last two nights. Can I not have him in with me tonight?

He's just being a mate, Bernie.

That's all I'm asking. That's all we're doing tonight.

And that goes both ways, that... being a mate.

I've er... I've left some chicken on the side I didn't finish.

Can you put it in the fridge for us, please, when it's cooled?

I won't be back late.

Push up. Push up.

Bernie's amazing, mate.

I mean, like, proper amazing.

She is, yeah.

And what about it?

You're here cos it's the only way I can see me getting in.

I needed you to understand what I was saying. I just...

just fucking needed you to.

Could have been better about it.

And I'm...

I'm...

Fuck.

I'm sorry, all right, Mel?

No, I am.

I am.

Well, what do you know?

The speed you set off after your kiddie...

You knew shit was gonna happen.

I just...

Well, I hope it gets you somewhere.

Just wait here, Nelly, yeah?

Their wings are spread wide.

Wide out.

But they're not flapping.

Just... caught on the wind, and they're, like, gliding.

- You seen that, yeah? - I have.

That would be me. How about you?

Flying, being invisible, or, like, you're super strong?

Erm... I don't know.

I bet it would be invisible.

You lot always want to be invisible, see what you can see.

Give us a minute, Cerys.

He's been telling me a bit about you, has Melon.

Telling me about your Lolly.

- Do you know what a Lolly is? - I don't, no.

No, I know you don't. From Lolita.

And we've all got a Lolly.

The first who turned your head.

Brought you up hard like a baby's arm.

First who did that. Like the way you put it.

The one who made you feel...

...wrong about yourself.

How old is she?

She's 13.

And er... touched by the tar brush, Melon says.

- I don't know what that means. - You like them brown.

Mocha.

Yeah.

- Where are they going? - He'll be back.

Hello. It's Melon. Leave a message.

You look like shit, in case you ain't seen a mirror.

I look like I'm drowning.

Were they still doing that swimming thing?

Tests, medals you had to get.

Were they doing that when you were at school?

To see how long you could tread water, or...

you had to make a float out of your PJ bottoms.

I don't know what you're on about.

Cos I was good at that.

I was.

I got my bronze, my silver and my gold all first time.

I've got to... I've got to drop my son off, Nelly.

Just wanted to wash off last night. Can I?

I'll be straight back after I've dropped him.

Yeah.

See you, Ringo.

Oh, shit.

I was about to stick a needle in you next.

Licked your dick and everything.

Jesus. Is that time right?

That's meant to work on dogs.

You looked deep in them zeds like it was your last.

Now where are you going?

Yeah, Bernie, hi. Listen, I saw you rang, but we...

All right, Tam?

Never been this. We never have.

Never left me to sleep without saying good night.

Never since they let him out

has he ever not answered his phone

or called me straight back, till you, Nelly.

You think it don't cross my mind?

When he... looks at me, has hold of me,

thinking have I shit myself, thinking what he's seeing.

Why he wants me.

Loves me.

The...

The tiny doubt that was... that was quiet...

...you made massive.

Made it so it won't shut up.

You've done that.

That's what you've done.

He's just someone right next to me, Bernie.

That's what's... done me from the start. He's...

It's someone, I reach out in the right direction,

it's like I'm fucking touching them.

I mean, they're that close.

Someone I've got love for even.

They're that fucking close and I...

That ain't an apology, cos I ain't got one of those for you.

Not one that will be worth shit to either of us,

so I'm just gonna go and wait for him,

and then I'm gonna plonk him back where you need him.

Yeah.

♪ Hey, this is Jody ♪

♪ Sorry you can't get through ♪

♪ Why don't you leave your name and your number ♪

♪ And I'll get back to you ♪

You what? You what? You what, you what, you what?

- You what? You what? You w... - Melon?

All right, Nell? You made good time.

Yeah. Yeah. You all right?

Mate, you should let me get you back home to Bernie.

You can tell me whatever fucking after that.

We, er... We... We need to come up with a grand.

- A grand? For what? - Yeah, within the hour.

How the fuck am I meant to get a grand?

- And then, er... - Melon?

...10, 15 to be safe, I suppose...

- What have you done? - ...by Friday.

I just finished telling you I ain't got it about me for one.

How the fuck am I meant to come up with 15?

Come here. Sorry. Sorry. Is that your bog there?

You all right in there, Melon?

Mel?

Who are you, eh? Do you know?

- Cos I don't. - Meaning what?

Meaning, do you know who you are?

The hole I've been down. Things I've done.

The hole I've been down for you.

Things I've... Things I've had to do to convince them.

Let me get you back to Bernie.

Who are you to come out of this with anything, eh?

I said this was tenuous, didn't I, eh?

Shows what I know.

No, but you're... you're Nelson-fucking-Rowe.

Melon, I ain't got a Scooby what you're on about.

Ten'll do.

15 grand's what's needed.

Needed?

- For what? - There's a... a room.

On Friday.

A room where...

...they'll be putting your kiddie up to the highest bidder.

Fuck's sake.

We need a grand for the nod, though...

...to get us in the room.

Jesus-fucking-Christ.

Fuck me.

Fuck.

Mind your leg.

Oh, I'm not... I'm not going in with you like that.

- Nell, what are you thinking? - All right.

See?

Let's go.

Making clear...

this is just till I can get back to you with the cash.

Understood.

Good faith. You know. You speak to...

...whoever, and you get us in the room.

But the car ain't for you to take as yours

and try and make anything out of. That's...

You've got your nod, Nelson.

They told Melon...

it will be a girl that everyone wants but no-one's had.

The girl in the newspapers,

the one that everyone's talking about.

Makes her a prize worth bidding for, Claire.

Makes her an event.

Are you on about letting him do this?

You put up 50 reward. You must be able to peel off 15.

No, you tell what you know to the police.

I mean, they should be onto this, be after them.

- You don't even know it's her. - It's her.

- You don't know! - It has to be her.

She's the only prize that fits what they're saying. It is her.

I don't know why I'm here if no-one's listening.

I wouldn't ask, I wouldn't, if I weren't sure.

It's her.

It's Jody.

I can't say no, can I?

- Stace. - Fucking hell.

Stace, wait. Stop, will you, and listen to me.

I won't listen to you. I've heard enough.

She's gonna need you. Claire is.

I need you to look after her for me.

Claire don't need me for that.

Never has.

We ain't sure how much of Jody

we're gonna get back, Stace.

So...

If you wouldn't mind.

Leave me to myself, will you?

Were you listening in where you shouldn't?

I wasn't, no.

- Not at all. - What, then?

- Has Goz been about? - Goz?

No, he ain't been in.

Why?

Does it matter?

Gav!

You don't want to know what I want it for?

Not if you don't want to tell me.

£15,000?

You just finished saying you weren't gonna tell me.

Yes.

As long as it's not for him.

It's not.

It's up to you, then.

- I can get you 12 right now. - 12,000 cash?

Are you coming home, Claire?

This just feels like you're buying me.

- It's not that at all. - That's what it feels like.

- I miss you. - That you're trying to.

Look, I miss my wife and I want you where you're supposed to be.

Right, the money. I couldn't give a shit about the money.

I couldn't give a shit.

Right, you need it.

Let me get it for you.

Anything.

Just come home.

- Who else? - I will.

- Yes, please. - Go on, then. Cheers.

Four of the same, please, Stace.

Is it definite that he did it to himself?

- It wasn't an accident? - No, Stace.

He stepped out and meant it.

I'm so sorry, darling.

- I really am. - Thank you.

Fucking hell!

Tam.

Hey. You hear about Gavin?

Is that where you're heading?

Why would you go and do that? It's beyond me.

I got any favours left I can beg?

Try me.

I want to get past Bernie to Melon.

I need him for something tomorrow.

- I'm not sure about that. - Why?

- Why? What's she said? - Nothing.

I just... think they need to be left alone for a quiet moment.

I think they need that.

Yeah, I can't do that for 'em, Tam.

Fucking wish I could, but I can't.

Then it's not a favour I can do you. Come on.

Are they trying to raise him or something?

Yeah. It's their way of saying bye to their mate.

Mine and whatever's Tam's having, please.

Oh, G&T.

- A quick word with you. - Yeah. What and what?

Just outside, if that's all right?

- Yeah, I heard it was a truck. - Oh, dear God.

Luke saw it. Just walked in front of it.

Yeah.

- I don't think now is the time. - I'm all right.

- Stace... - What?

- Just... Mate. - What's happening?

- I'm all right. - You're not...

Hey, I said I'm all right, and I am, yeah?

Yeah.

What do you want, Nelly?

I know you're...

I know you're all, like...

You know, you're in... you're in your grief.

Yeah, I do know that, and I'm really sorry for it, but...

But what?

- This. Why did he have this? - What?

- Why has he? - Who?

- Gavin. - I... I don't know.

Don't take the piss out of me.

- What is it? - This.

Why has he got a picture of my kid with next to nothing on?

I swear. Where did you get that?

I found it, Luke, round yours yesterday.

I have no idea.

- If you know anything... - I don't.

I mean any bloody thing, now is the time.

We're not gonna do this now.

- Nells, look at me. - Don't get involved.

- No, stop, Nells. - I'm not stopping, Stace.

- Look at me. Please! - I won't stop. How can I?

- That's not Gav. - Goz said where he found it.

Gavin weren't like that, like you're thinking.

- What am I thinking? - I don't know.

He was back there every single time Stace had a lock-in. Wasn't he.

He was right back there. I mean, he must have heard it all.

Even stuff I didn't know I was saying, Teens,

he must have heard it all, and he's picking it all up,

everything he's gonna need to use against her.

- He's ringside from the off! - Nells.

And then out of the blue he just goes and tops himself!

Nells, come on, please.

- Please. Please. - I'm all right.

I mean, it's just... Do you know what I mean? I mean...

His computer. How good was he with computers?

You can't be serious. Let's go.

What did he know? Was he up there...

That what he was studying? Was he good?

What was he doing at college?

He knew about computers. He helped me out.

So what?

- Stace, tell him to stop. - Nells.

Why has he got her picture stashed away?

You think Gavin's the one who's got hold of your daughter?

If that's what you're saying, then you're insane.

You don't know him or how wrong you are about him,

but you are, you're so wrong. Tell him, Stace.

You know, he was the bend-over-backwards one of us.

He spent hours, bloody ages,

printing off fucking posters and... and leaflets for you.

You. Even though you've been nothing but a shit to him

- and all of us since forever. - Where's his fucking computer?

That's Gavin. That's him. Ask Stace.

He's not up in the night chatting up some kid

about her granny's bloody saltfish dumplings.

It's ludicrous!

- If you knew him, you'd know. - I just want his computer!

Go and fucking ask him for it cos I don't know where it is!

Where's he got her, hm?

I mean, if Gavin was involved, then where's he got her hidden?

He, erm...

Go on. Where?

More than likely he sold her on.

- Can we just go? - Jesus! Don't laugh at me!

Fucking, whatever you do, don't laugh at me!

Listen to me now, Nells.

You're gonna have to go and sit down.

- Have a timeout. Two secs. - All right.

- Yeah, all right. - Come on, Nelly. Come on.

Two secs.

Erm... I'm sorry that I won't get to say goodbye to Gavin.

It's OK.

You don't have to say sorry.

Yeah, but I am sorry, though.

- Have you got a lighter? - Yeah, mate.

- Whoa. Er... - It's all right.

It's all right, man. Back up.

I'm an idiot. I'm a dick.

And I'm sorry.

Please.

Go and sit yourself down.

Now.

What is this?

Goz, go next door. Slide the doors shut.

- Lock us in. - Eh?

Lock us in.

Wha... Nells...

Tell Stace not to worry. Say we're all right.

We're all right, Stace.

Goz, door, now, please.

Who's in stays in.

- Saltfish dumplings. - Yeah.

Saltfish dumplings.

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