All language subtitles for Broken - S01E06_English [English] (SUBRIP)

[Father Michael] I've done one or two
decent things in my life, Peter,

I really have,
but I never flash back to them.

She's dying. She can't be
left alone overnight.

-The body of Christ.
-Amen.

[Roz] Bye, Michael.

I'm going to pay it all back,
every penny.

The machines in St Nick's are
nothing like those in your shops.

Ours take ten pence coins,
yours take ten pound notes.

If he doesn't watch my back,
then why should I watch his?

Why should anyone watch his?

Blinded and killed, Dawn.

White officer kills black boy
on your watch...

and you're not over the detail.

The officer who used the spray
says she did so

because she feared
for Mrs Oyenusi's safety.

That's not true!

They're gonna lie.

["I Think It's Going to Rain Today"
by Nina Simone playing]

♪ Broken windows and empty hallways ♪

♪ A pale dead moon
In a sky streaked with grey ♪

♪ Human kindness is overflowing ♪

♪ And I think
It's gonna rain today ♪

This time, please.

Just this once, yeah?

For on the night he was betrayed,
he himself took bread

and, giving you thanks,
he said the blessing...

broke the bread and gave it
to his disciples, saying,

"Take this, all of you...

and eat of it,

for this is my body

which will be given up for you."

[bell rings]

[Michael's mother] You little horror.

In a similar way...

when supper was ended,

he took the chalice
and giving you thanks,

he said the blessing...

and gave the chalice
to his disciples saying,

"Take this, all of you,
and drink of it..."

-[priest] A reading from the Holy Gospel.
-[clattering]

Shh!

[priest] Six days later...

"The blood..."

Have you got something
to say for yourself? Huh?

"...of the new and eternal covenant..."

What?

"...which will be poured out for you

and for many
for the forgiveness of sins.

Do this in memory of me."

[bell rings]

[door slams]

[muffled music playing]

Oh, no.

[Chloe] Father Michael.

Hello, Chloe.

-Hi, Father.
-How are you?

Fine.

The boys?

[Chloe] Fine.

[Father Michael]
Leo's missed a lot of school.

-Has he?
-[Father Michael] Yeah.

I'll talk to him.

I could murder a cup of tea.

It's a bit inconvenient
right now, Father.

Look, Chloe, your mam asked me
to keep an eye on you.

I'm going nowhere.

Hey, Leo, Jake.

How are you doing for money?

Mum had pension or insurance
or something through work.

-It starts Friday.
-Till then?

Well, shall we make a start on this,

and I'll get you vouchers
for the food bank?

Hey, get there tomorrow, got pizzas.

[coroner] I have two things to say to you,
members of the jury.

We opened and adjourned this inquest
pending the findings

of the Independent Police
Complaints Commission.

The Commission has decided that
no action should be taken

against any officer involved in this case,
and so this inquest can now resume.

But Eastbrook wasn't all bad.
There was St Nick's...

and Father Michael.

He and Vernon got on well,

and I was so grateful
for that because...

he wouldn't take his medication,
you see, unless he trusted you.

But the sicker he got,
the less he trusted you.

The sicker he got,
the more he needed the medicine,

the less chance of him
ever taking it.

But Father Michael always
managed to persuade him.

Always.

Had Father Michael
been around that night...

Vernon would still be alive.

I know it.

I am black,

a Christian, and a mother.

I should therefore forgive everyone
involved in the death of my son

and astonish you all
with the strength of my faith.

I will not play that game.

I will not forgive people
who have not asked to be forgiven.

I will not forgive people
who lied to the IPCC

and will no doubt lie to this inquest.

First, give me truth and justice,

and I will think about forgiveness.

[coroner] Is there anything else
you'd like to say,

anything you think might be
relevant to this inquest?

-No, sir.
-[coroner] Thank you, Mrs Oyenusi.

I think we'll leave it there for today,
and meet tomorrow at ten o'clock.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm sorry, I, uh,
I should've warned you, Chloe.

Could you lend me 20 quid, please?

Till Friday.

[Jean] Anything up to 200 quid
goes in the safe,

anything over 200 quid
goes to the bank.

She gets it
the following afternoon...

-[Chloe shouting]
-[Jean] Jesus Christ! Fucking hell!

[indistinct shouting]

[phone rings]

Hello, Michael Kerrigan.

Oh.

[PC Kevin Knox]
Did you lose money on them?

Could she have done?

Manager says he's never seen her, so...

What's your name?

Your first name, then?

May I? May I tell them?

Her name's Chloe Demichelis.

Her mother was Roz Demichelis. She...

lost a lot of money on these machines,

and, uh...

she took her own life.

Why d'you close?

-I thought it was for the best.
-[groans] Oh, fuck.

-What's wrong?
-Sciatica.

They're just machines, Chloe.

Expensive machines, yeah,
but they're just machines,

and machines are replaceable.
People are not.

I was really saddened
to hear about your mother, Chloe,

and you have all
my sympathy, my love.

Now, I'm not saying we didn't
profit from her losses, because we did,

but others profited a hell of a lot more,

and you can't say
if we'd refused her custom,

it would have made any difference,
'cause it wouldn't, Chloe, my love.

It wouldn't.

I was wondering, Officer,
if it's all right

to just forget this ever
happened, if that's possible at all?

I'm sure it is.

You see, I lost my mother, too,
Chloe, when I was very young.

It was natural causes,
so a lot less, um...

Well, there are no words, are there?

No words to describe what
you've been through

so we'll just leave it at that,
"a lot less..."

So I understand
why you've done this, Chloe.

I understand it.

I forgive it.

[straining] It's forgotten.

[indistinct commentary on TV]

We're full but we need to find
a bed from somewhere.

We're a small unit
and we know everybody in our care

and we don't want to send anybody home,
so my first response was to say, "No."

So what if a young man's
desperately ill?

He's not one of ours.

We don't know him, we don't have
to see his suffering, so say no.

But that'd be cowardly and immoral.

We need to make a decision
and there are three possibilities.

I lied to Helen when I said
that Vernon was the least unwell.

He was one of the least unwell.

But he was certainly the most loved.

Helen had shown herself
to be a wonderful, loving mother...

and who could come to any harm
going home to a mother such as that?

That's why we picked Vernon...

because he was so loved.

[Jean] The noise is going to
drive you mad, though, Ryan.

It's all right when the racing's on,
it drowns it.

But no racing, and it gets to you.

-[sighs] And when somebody wins...
-[Chloe shouting]

Oi, you stupid bitch!

Aitch. She's at it again.

[Aitch] Fucking hell!

Right! It's a few home truths
for you, sweetheart.

Lots of people enjoy these machines.

Yeah, okay, a few sad bastards
like your mother get addicted,

but that don't mean you ban them.

You don't ban booze
'cause of a few pissheads, do you?

So you don't ban these 'cause of a few
head cases like your bleedin' mother!

-And what are you bringing her tea for?
-Look at her.

She's just destroyed
four brand-new machines.

She needs it.

So she burns the shop down, what're
you going to do, invite her to dinner?

Jesus!

I know what you want, sweetheart,
and you're not going to get it.

I am not calling the police
so you can go all drama queen on us.

I'm calling a lawyer.

And he'll take out
a restraining order on you,

banning you from all of my shops.

So next time you do your chain-gang thing,
you'll go straight to prison,

'cause it's not criminal damage any more,
it's contempt of court.

Contempt of court means straight to prison
'cause you're not upsetting little old me,

you're upsetting
a High Court fucking judge.

God bless.

Will you promise not to do it again?

What he said was right.
Contempt of court, you'd go to prison.

It'll be with you all your life.

It'll stop you getting jobs.

Look...

If I swore to you
I'll get him, this bookie...

will you promise you'll keep
away from those machines?

Are you supposed to say
things like that?

No.

-Sunday, ten o'clock mass.
-Okay.

Come and see it, if you like.

Okay.

-[Father Michael] The Lord be with you.
-[congregation] And also with you.

A reading from the Holy Gospel
according to Matthew.

Glory to you, O Lord.

And Jesus entered the temple of God

and cast out all those
who were buying and selling in the temple

and he overturned the tables
of the money changers

and the seats of those
who sold the doves.

And he said to them, "It is written.

My house shall be called
a house of prayer,

but you have made it a den of thieves."

The Gospel of the Lord.

[congregation] Praise to you,
Lord Jesus Christ.

[Father Michael] I love that passage.

Christ driving the money
changers out of the temple.

In John's version, he drives them
out with a whip. Even better.

I like it because it--
it shows Christ's humanity.

Even he was prone to anger.

Righteous anger.

As Christians, we're meant
to try and emulate Christ.

Are we allowed to emulate that bit?

Are we allowed a bit
of righteous anger?

I hope so.

There's a young woman
here today,

Chloe...

whose mother took her own
life very recently.

She got addicted to those
machines in the betting shop

and she stole from her employer,
and she couldn't live with her shame.

Does that not make you angry?

Those machines take
up to £100 per spin

and they spin three times a minute,

ten times faster than the fastest
croupier on the planet.

So fast, in fact, that
if you walked in there with £1,000,

you'd be skint in less than ten minutes.

Nobody walks in
with £1,000, of course,

because these machines
are in our poorest areas.

Sixteen in Hallcross Road. Why is that?

Because if you've only got a fiver
to last you the rest of the week,

it makes eminent sense to gamble it.

So, 16 machines in Hallcross Road,
all feeding off our poverty.

Does that not make you angry?

And these machines, well,
they're a capitalist's dream.

They don't need food or shelter.
They don't need wages.

You just buy them
and line them up against the wall

and off they go,
sucking up our money.

Our money!

Money from one of the poorest
communities in Western Europe

given to shareholders
living in the rich South East.

Does that not make you angry?

But these are just machines.

Christ, in righteous anger,
took a whip to human beings.

If we, in righteous anger,
took a hammer to those machines,

would we be condemned or applauded?

[scattered applause]

[choral music]

[congregation applauding]

[Denis] I didn't volunteer
for armed response, they asked me to join.

I went away and thought about it
for days and went back and said yes.

And I didn't do it for the kudos

because no one apart from a chosen few
ever knew I was in it.

And I didn't do it 'cause I relished
the prospect of shooting someone,

I honestly hoped it would
never come to that.

They asked me if I was sure
I could do it.

Shoot someone.

I said I would only know that
if and when it came to it,

and anyone who told you different
was a fool

and shouldn't be
in armed response in the first place.

I now know, of course,
I could do it.

PC Andrew Powell's at the door
when I get there,

but no sooner am I out the car than
he's trying to force the door open.

I don't know why.

He disappears inside.
Vernon Oyenusi comes out

with his hand to his face like that.

I now know he'd been sprayed.
I didn't know that then.

Then I thought he'd been punched

or he was trying to hide his face
for some reason.

He starts shouting, "I'm blind,"

and he's coming towards me
waving that knife.

"I'm blind. I'm blind."
But if he really is blind,

how come he's heading straight for me?
How come he knows where I am?

And if he's really blind,
that's only gonna make it worse

'cause he's waving a knife about

and he could cut anybody
without even knowing it.

[echoing] "Armed police!
Put down the knife!"

You're trained to say it loud
and clear. "I will fire".

They must be in no doubt whatsoever
that you will pull that trigger.

Loud, clear, firm.

"Put down the knife, I will fire."

God knows what it
sounded like to him,

but in here, I'm not loud,
clear and firm at all,

in here, I'm begging with him,
"Please, please, please stop."

Armed police!
Put down the knife or I will fire!

He doesn't stop...

and I know I'll have to shoot him.

And the one thing
you can't do is miss.

You miss,
you hit an innocent bystander,

so you're trained
to aim for the chest.

Always the middle of the chest.

-I fire.
-[gunshots]

I meant to fire only the once,
but the trigger's so sensitive

it goes off twice,
and I immediately think

people are gonna accuse me
of wanting to finish him off, but...

not at all.

It just went off twice.

Is there anything else
you'd like to add,

anything that might be
relevant to this inquest?

Could I say a few words
to Mrs Oyenusi?

Yes, of course.

I've got kids of my own, Mrs Oyenusi.

I can't imagine what you're going through.

I am so, so sorry.

Hello, Chloe.

Is this where Mum came?

Yes.

What happens when
those machines get replaced?

We smash them up again.

They'll put you in prison?

Possibly.

I don't want that.

Shall we wage war
by other means, then?

[chuckles weakly] Yeah.

It's Helen Oyenusi here, Father.

You're probably fast asleep,
so never mind.

It's just that Vernon wanted a word,
didn't you, Vernon?

If you play this in the morning,
maybe you could phone him, Father.

You know what he's like.

Doesn't believe a word
his mother tells him,

but everything you say is gospel.

No pun intended, Father.

[machine beeps] Message deleted.

[chair scrapes]

The coroner has...

He's asked a few witnesses,
right at the end, if they...

if there's anything else
that's relevant to the inquest.

And if he asks you, are you
going to tell him about that?

Well, yeah, I'll be on oath.

Will it make any difference
to the verdict?

No.

So...

is it relevant?

[Ian] He was ranting and raving
well before we put in an appearance.

So you can't say we ratcheted up
the tension by going in there.

That boy should never have been
allowed out of that hospital.

I hear the nurses saying
he was the least unwell.

If that's the case,
I'd hate to see the most.

There was no way
he was calming down.

On the contrary,
he was stoking his anger.

I've seen it lots of times,
a man stoking his anger

till he's able to do something he'd
never contemplate when sober and calm.

I knew I had to use that spray.

Had I not used it,
we would not be at his inquest today,

we would be at his mother's.

I know that Andrew Powell
agrees with this because...

-Shame on you, girl! Shame on you, girl!
-[Dawn] he started to barge the door

-round about the same time...
-Shame on you!

-[coroner] Mrs Oyenusi!
-...trying to get at Vernon,

trying to restrain him.

[coroner] I know how hard this is for you,

but please, Mrs Oyenusi,
you have to let the witness speak.

[Dawn] The Taser was out of the question
because of his clothing.

I doubt it would
have had any effect.

The truth was
they were sending Vernon home

even though he wasn't well,

so I can understand them lying at first.

But they did go on to tell
the absolute truth

and I respected them for that,
and I'm sure Helen did as well.

Is there anything else
you'd like to add,

anything that's relevant
to this inquest?

I was dreading that question.

Is there something?

Helen phoned me that night
to say that Vernon was ill.

She got the answering machine...
And...

And, um,

I was... I was there as she spoke
but I didn't pick up.

It was, um...

Well, I'd had a busy day
and it was...

It was late and I was tired.

Had I gone round there, had I...

Had I picked up...

Vernon might still be alive.

[Andrew] I swear by Almighty God
that the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.

And it's gonna cost me.

Ever since PC Dawn Morris
first walked into our nick,

we've given her stick...

because she's a woman.

Ever since PC Dawn Morris
first walked into our nick,

she's had to prove
she's as good a copper as any man there.

And I think it's that
that cost Vernon Oyenusi his life.

When I get there,
Vernon's distressed, yes,

but he's not a threat to anyone.

It's as his mother says...

he just needs calming down,

and I'm trying to do that until...

Dawn and Ian Wakefield suddenly
appear behind Vernon...

and scare the living shit out of him.

See, I think Dawn knows there and then
she's done the wrong thing...

but she can't admit it...

because she's a woman
in a man's world.

She's got to get
control of the situation,

prove how decisive she can be.

So she goes for her spray,

and that's when I start barging the door,
and it's not to grab Vernon...

which is what Dawn said.

It's to stop Dawn
spraying a mentally ill man.

Now I'm screaming at her not to do it
and I know it registers.

I know she realises...

"Shit, this is a big mistake,"
but what's she going to do?

She's already got the canister
in her hand, she has to use it,

she has to be decisive.

So, she sprays him...

and he blunders out...

and we hear two shots.

It is the most stupid thing...

I've ever seen a copper do.

[coroner] You've reached
your decisions, I believe.

Yes.

[coroner] How have you answered
question number one?

Did Sergeant Denis Kilcaid
act lawfully or unlawfully

in shooting Vernon Oyenusi?

Lawfully.

[coroner] Thank you.

How have you answered
question number two?

Did PC Dawn Morris
act lawfully or unlawfully

in spraying Vernon Oyenusi?

Unlawfully.

[coroner] Thank you.

And how have you answered
question number three?

Was Vernon Oyenusi lawfully
or unlawfully killed?

Unlawfully.

[coroner] Thank you.

Thank you, members of the jury,
for the way you've conducted yourselves

throughout this difficult, demanding,
and profoundly moving inquest.

I'd like you to leave now,
but if you could wait in the jury room

because there is a document
that each of you has to sign.

I'd also like to thank
the administrative staff

for ensuring this inquest proceeded
as smoothly and as efficiently as it did.

Thank you.

And finally, to Mrs Oyenusi,

I wish to offer our deepest sympathy
on the loss of her son.

Vernon's death certificate
will be completed

to reflect the findings of the jury,

and will be available to Mrs Oyenusi

on payment of the appropriate fee.
Thank you.

[Helen sobbing]

[sobbing continues]

Helen.
Please say you forgive me.

Why didn't you tell me?

I... I couldn't.

Even when you did tell the truth,
you did so

only because you were too frightened
to lie on oath. Yes?

-Yes.
-You didn't do it for me,

you did it for yourself. Yes?

Yes.

[Father Michael] In the name of the Father
and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

[congregation] Amen.

The grace of Our Lord Jesus Christ
and the love of God

and the communion of the Holy Spirit
be with you all.

[congregation] And with your spirit.

Brothers and sisters,
let us acknowledge our sins

and so prepare ourselves to
celebrate the sacred mysteries.

[radio interference]

[distant shouting and sobbing]

[Father Michael] For on the night
he was betrayed,

he himself took bread...

and, giving you thanks...

You little horror.

...he said the blessing...

broke the bread and gave it
to his disciples, saying,

"Take this, all of you,
and eat of it

for this is my body
which will be given up for you."

[bell rings]

[two gunshots echoing]

In a similar way, when supper was
ended, He took the chalice...

[Roz] You said you'd lived
with shame, but you haven't.

...and, giving you thanks,

-he said the blessing...
-[Helen's sobs echoing]

...and gave the chalice
to his disciples, saying...

[Roz] It's guilt you've lived with.

"Take this, all of you...

[Roz] I'm gonna kill myself, Michael.

"...and drink from-- Of it."

[Father Michael breathes heavily]

"For this is the chalice of my blood,

the blood of the new
and eternal covenant..."

You bloody hypocrite.

[Daniel] I suppose we were
all teenagers once.

"...which will be poured out
for you, and for many,

for the forgiveness of sins."

[echoing voices overlap]

[Father Michael] "Do this...

in memory of me."

[bell rings]

I really admire you.

Thank you.

Have they been okay with you?

I haven't really been back.
I'm-- I'm off at the moment.

Stress.

Suits everyone.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

I'm sorry for everything
I put you through.

Michael, you didn't put me
through anything.

Thanks.

You didn't kill him either.

Thanks.

[Father Michael] Always.

And they're at their worst
during the consecration?

Yes.

Why is that, do you think?

Because I know...

in here...

that I'm not fit to be a priest.

So at the supreme moment
of priesthood,

the consecration, this...

this reminds me of all the dirty,
filthy things I have done in my life,

and of all the dirty,
filthy things that have been done to me,

and it says, "How dare you
think yourself worthy of this?"

Well, you're not alone.

You?

No, but other priests have
told me the same thing in the past.

I'm packing it in.

I'll wait till me mam dies
'cause it will break her heart

but when she goes,
I'm packing it in.

The woman, Roz...

she once said guilt is you knowing
you've done something wrong.

Shame is everyone knowing.

How right she was.

Will you join me?

I can't.

Michael!

I can't.

This is Michael Kerrigan,
Lord, he's a good priest.

He's quick to forgive others,
slow to forgive himself.

Grant him peace, Lord.

Amen.

Thank you.

[rain patters]

-Yeah?
-Sorry to bother you, Christina.

I'm Andrew Powell. I'm a copper.

I nicked you once.

I just wanted to have
a quick word with you.

It's about Father Michael Kerrigan.

[Michael's mother]
I'm sorry for how I treated you.

I don't know what you mean.

When you were young.

I still don't know what you mean.

I was a mess.

Nerves on edge.

Mam...

You've been a wonderful mother.

That's all that I remember.

Tell me something nice.

Right.

Remember Yaffee,
he had that donkey?

[chuckles]

Mam?

O God, who commanded us
to honour our father and mother,

have compassion on my mother's soul.

Forgive her her sins

and grant that I may see her again

in the joy of eternal brightness...

through Christ our Lord.

Amen.

Hiya, Beth, it's me.

She died in the night.

I'm sorry, Beth. I know.

I will, I will.

Bye.

[Father Michael] Why would I play
in the boys' league

-when I was playing for the school?
-[Joe] 'Cause school football was shite.

[Father Michael] Bollocks.
School football was pass and move.

[overlapping chatter]

-Kick, rush and threaten everyone.
-Brian Marwood.

That's two.

-[Joe] What position?
-Outside right.

-[chuckling] Outside right, my arse.
-You were too slow to play wide right.

My pace was deceptive, mate.

Aye, you were slower
than you looked.

Slower than a week in t'nick.

I bet there's not one man here
could live with me over 50 yards.

You listening?

Not one man here could
live with me over 50 yards.

-Especially you. [chuckles]
-Bollocks.

-Curran. Terry Curran.
-I once give him ten yards.

I were six year old!

All right, then, whoever's
man enough, get outside now.

-Fifty-yard sprint.
-I could beat you, hopping.

Aged 50, start from scratch.
Anyone above 50, one yard for each year.

-All right?
-Right!

Come on, then!
Are you men or mouses?

Right.

Taking this with me. [chuckles]

It's beneath me.

[Eddie] Have you paid me?

[Joe] Come on, Eddie,
don't muck about. Come on.

-[Eddie] Back to that tree.
-[Joe] Come on, it's pissing down!

-It's not all here!
-Eddie, man, just start it, will you!

Just start it!

On your marks, get set, go!

-[grunting]
-[cheering]

[sighs]

[grunts]

[panting]

-Hangover?
-Yeah.

When was the last time
you had one of them?

Eighth of May 1979.

Drew 2-2 with Leicester
and got relegated.

Will you be all right
for the funeral?

Father Adrian's doing it.

What?

I'm not a priest, Beth.
I'm an impostor.

You're doing it, you prick!

It was her dying wish.

["A Silent Prayer" playing]

Good morning, all.

I'd like to thank Father Adrian here

for letting me conduct
this service in his church today.

And I'd like to welcome you all.

Especially the, uh, Kerrigan clan,

many of whom
haven't been to mass for years...

so they're probably wondering
whether they can take communion or not.

You can.

I'll give a general absolution
during the service

so there's nothing stopping you.

Please take it.

It would mean so much to me

and to Mam.

In the name of the Father
and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

[congregation] Amen.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ
and the love of God

and the communion of the Holy Spirit
be with you all.

[congregation] And with your spirit.

As we prepare to celebrate
the mystery of Christ's love,

let us call to mind our sins.

The times I resented
having to visit our mam.

The times I did it out of duty
rather than love.

Oh, how that hurts today.

For on the night he was betrayed,
He himself took bread...

and giving you thanks...

he said the blessing...

broke the bread...

and gave it to his
disciples, saying,

"Take this, all of you...

and eat of it.

For this is my body

which will be given up for you."

[bell rings]

In a similar way...

when supper was ended...

he took the chalice...

and, giving you thanks...

he said the blessing...

and gave the chalice
to his disciples, saying...

"Take this, all of you,
and drink from it...

for this is the chalice of my blood,

the blood of the new
and eternal covenant

which will be poured out
for you and for many

for the forgiveness of sins.

Do this in memory of me."

[bell rings]

The body of Christ.

Amen.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

[gasps]

The body of Christ.

Amen, you wonderful priest.

[chuckles]

The body of Christ.

Amen...

you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen...

you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen...

you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen, you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen...

you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen, you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

Amen, you wonderful priest.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

["Broken" by Ray Davies playing]

♪ Tell me what it's like in heaven ♪

♪ I hope it's kinder
than it is down here ♪

♪ With all the trials
And tribulations ♪

♪ All the worry and living in fear ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ We might be bruised
But we're not broken ♪