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30 degrees plus expected today. In fact, we could beat the record, which stands

as the 12th of June this year. We got 32.14.

We could even make it to 33 degrees today. And, of course, it's the

persistence of that heat burn. It's no respite at all, no let-up tonight.

15 degrees, minimum 15 degrees, one or two cities could well be pegged into the

20s overnight.

And that is really, really hot. They're about triggering the health warnings

that you're talking about. So how long is this going to last for?

Well, we've got the breakdown on the way tomorrow.

We have at least another 24 hours. But when we have started, we're going to

start moving towards the west.

We're going to start moving towards the west again.

And by tomorrow, we're going to be moving.

We're going to be moving around.

Look to the right.

Look up.

That was very good, Danny.

You're keeping well, are you?

Yes, thanks.

I must say, you're looking well.

Good, thank you.

Surviving this heat, are you?

Just about.

It's pretty scorching, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Okay.

So, fire away.

The giving of a band signifies the promise of a love that is everlasting

and is a public affirmation that the contract between Will and Gavin will be

honored.

Will.

This ring is a token of my abiding love.

And a sign of the promise I make to you today.

A bishop can be a bit of a prick when it comes to props.

And as for old Wurzel, down at Lambeth Palace, she's got her knickers in the

right twist.

Would you like a top-up, sir? Oh, how kind.

How do you stand the strain?

I may be a rampant old sodomite, my darling, but I still believe that Jesus

wants me for a sunbeam.

Oh, wait up.

Bring us a few more of those lovely sausages. Of course.

And so then we go back to where we were at the start, with that guy in the

truck.

And we realise that Chris has said fuck off to a lot of them and decided to make

a new start in London.

And, um... Well, that's about it.

You see, Robin, the thing is, um... You know I'm a great fan, don't you? Oh, you

don't like it, do you? I mean, you do know that, don't you? You don't, do you?

I just feel we've been there before.

No, we haven't. I mean, the whole gay thing.

Is it an issue anymore?

It is if you're gay. That's why you have to ask yourself, is it still an issue?

And anyway, there's just more than that. I don't think it is.

You know, what with Elton and David and Ian and, well... Everyone.

What's the problem?

It's been done. We've moved on.

It's accepted.

But the way this would approach it... I mean, it's a bit more like, well,

Gary Glitter. Gary Glitter? What the fuck is he going to do with it? Vietnam,

Cambodia, the whole sex tourist thing, then maybe... Maybe.

But the whole sex tourist thing's been done to death. As it is, it's not for

me.

I'm sorry, it just isn't.

Look. I'm so keen to work on something with you.

Robin, you know that, but this... I'm sorry, it's a no.

You still married?

Yes. Well done.

I'm seeing Dunstan next week.

Are you?

Shall I send him your love?

I wouldn't bother.

No, best not.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

You reach grade seven.

Miss Richards says if he carries on like this, he could get to the Royal College

of Music.

That's marvelous, Dolly. He's a good boy.

You must be so proud.

You know, it makes me work for joy.

I worked so hard to get him that fiddle, and it's all been worth it. You know,

you should hear him, Mrs. H.

Well, I'd love to, Dolly. You play like an angel.

So what you having then?

Vogue fish cheeks and saps.

Excuse me, sir.

Sausages, sir.

That accent, I can't quite... Shropshire, sir.

Ah, yes.

Lovely. Lovely spot.

To me, that's it. That's it. That's it.

Nan, I'm back!

Come on, Nan.

Mwah.

Darling. Believe it or not, innit?

Do you want anything?

Darling. How about a nice cuppa, eh?

Hi, me.

Yes, I'm going to be a bit late.

I've got to pop over to St Luke's.

Ooh, some mini crisis or other.

Probably nothing, but you know how it is.

Well, of course I'll try.

But tell them not to wait. I'll be there as soon as I can.

Yes, I will.

I promise.

Bye.

What about a chitchat man? Four by five, like the guy.

You look at my ass, innit? What, you look at his ass, chitchat man?

Passing through once a week.

Was there any calls, Nan?

Just the one.

And which one was that, then?

It was your mam.

Oh, yeah?

She wants to see you, darling.

Don't start, Nan.

She said she hasn't touched a drop in weeks.

She's a liar, Nan.

She ain't, Terry. She's a good girl.

No, she ain't, Nan.

I mean, lots of things, but she ain't no liar.

She's a good girl at heart.

No, she ain't, Nan. She is, Terry. She's a good girl.

No, she ain't.

Do you want a ham salad?

Give her a call, Till.

I ain't calling her.

She wants to see you. No, she don't, Nan. She does, Terry.

There was a time she could have seen me all she liked.

If anything happens, you won't be able to live with yourself.

Do you want a ham salad or something else?

Do it for me, darling.

I'll do you a salad, but I ain't speaking to her.

Gavin has taught me how to love.

To love him.

And to love myself.

This is forever, honey.

And if it ain't... Well, you've got one hell of a good pre-nup.

So, let's all get slaughtered. Bottoms up!

Come,

gorgeous.

Sky being off, are you?

No, sir, it's my break.

You're paying for all this, you know.

It doesn't come cheap.

I don't expect it does, sir.

You know, it's very, very, very charming that you should call me sir.

But you really don't have to.

Sir.

Ludlow.

Yeah. Very nice.

Yeah. On the quiet side.

A bit, I suppose.

Nice enough.

Yes.

Ludlow.

Nice castle.

Yeah. Very nice. Love that part of the world.

You've never been, have you?

Somewhere up north, isn't it?

Help yourself. No, no, not what I want you to my wedding

It's

a beautiful ring.

Oh You had the maid specially you must see the world of you.

It's too big. The jeweler fucked up Could have it altered.

You don't want to go losing it.

You're right there

Got to watch your ring.

You know what's incredible?

What is?

This wedding.

I mean, I never ever thought I'd live to see the day two blokes getting married.

I mean, it's just fantastic, isn't it?

I suppose it is.

Gavin and I have lived together for so long.

Yeah.

Yeah, it is pretty fantastic.

You're blushing.

It's hot.

No, no, I better get back.

I was expecting you ages ago.

I had to go to the library.

Christ knows where your father is. We're going to be late as usual.

Darling, use a glass.

You will be all right, won't you?

Of course I will.

Why don't you go and see Benji or someone?

I don't like the thought of you being by yourself and it's going to be such a

lovely night.

I'll be fine.

Got that gorgeous humour switch you like and some lovely yummy fresh baguette

from R.A. No, I'm okay.

Oh, I know you are, darling.

I must go and put a face on.

If father calls, tell him to get his arse in gear.

Not going, are you?

Yeah.

I'm finished.

Pity.

Into my shift.

I'll tell you what.

Yeah, I'm living with a mate at the moment, south of the river.

But I'm moving in my own pad next week. I was only rented, like, but I'm really

excited. Yeah, I bet.

Like, I left home, made the move to London, got my own job and then...

My own pad.

Brilliant.

Brilliant.

So what is this place, then?

Pantry.

What'd they use it for?

It's where they kept their pens.

You're full of it, aren't you?

I just love London.

I always knew I would, and you know something?

What?

I do.

Charging with a groove, I don't know.

I lose my jolt.

Not with me behind you.

Christ,

I'd like to lick the hairs on the back of your neck.

You just got married.

You should have other things on your mind.

You gone somewhere nice for your honeymoon, then?

Eventually.

Gav's back to work tomorrow.

What does he do?

He makes people better.

What do you do?

I just make money.

Won't you be missed?

That way, we shouldn't be doing this.

As honest as the day is long.

Don't wanna end up lonely, Till.

No, Nan.

I've got you, ain't I?

Who you gonna have?

I'm worried for you.

I'll be alright, Nan.

I'll do.

I'm worried for you.

Leave it at that, Nan.

We all need someone, darling.

Oh, I'll find someone, Nan.

Don't you worry.

I want to see you again.

You can't.

Call me.

No.

You will, you know.

You're very sure of yourself, aren't you?

Bye then.

You've got a lovely arse.

And you've got a lovely husband.

Where the hell have you been? I'm sorry, I was running out of excuses. What have

you been up to?

Oh, for Christ's sake, give me some. I've been twisting with the vicar.

It's very pure, so don't overdo it. I was beginning to think you'd had second

thoughts.

Where's the ring?

Oh, it's in my wallet.

The cat's slipping off.

I know I gave them the right measurements.

It's all right. I'll take it in tomorrow.

Hey.

Thank you.

Hot,

innit?

Yeah.

I thought you'd come.

Nah, I ain't gone.

I'm Alfie, by the way.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

You don't meet many Alfies.

Laurie, hi. How are you? How's the wedding?

Have you introduced yourself?

Why, is that...? No, it's OK.

My mum rang just before I left.

I told her I was doing a wedding, but I didn't tell her it was gay.

Well, she wouldn't have minded, would she? She probably knows everything

anyway. Yeah, mums usually do.

Nice.

Yeah, if you like that sort of thing.

Pissed all down my trousers.

Oh, yeah?

Still you won't mind that, will you?

I said it, don't go there. But he don't listen, you know what I mean? He's a

knob. And he kept pushing.

And I kept telling him, and then the fucking thing snapped.

He's a right knob.

About 30 quid's worth. Did he get the boot?

I've been fucking saying that.

Hi, Rog. Hey, Robin.

How are you? Oh, I'm okay. How are you?

Fucking mackerel. Come on in and have a drink.

What can I get you?

Robin! Oh, sticky fingers. Can I see one of these?

You are looking so well, isn't it, Roger? A grateful client sent me a

couple of cases of that. Oh, I got you this.

You shouldn't have.

And I must say...

It's bloody nice, hang on. Thank you. And you put on a little bit of weight.

Cheers. That's good.

See what you think. Thanks. Cheers. Cheers.

See how I trust my lovely Shropshire lad.

You've got to call me now.

Something

about

summer, isn't there? Yeah.

Gets the old sap rising.

You ever get the feeling sometimes that you're missing out?

Like a party's going on without you.

You don't feel that, do you?

It's all a bit aimless, you know?

Everything's sort of chugging along.

Something about the kids going to university.

I've got a bit itchy in the foot department.

I want to play the field again.

Well, I've been playing the field since I was 15. It's not what it's grown up to

be.

I need women.

I just love them, you know?

Well, you've got one.

It's not the same now, is it?

So what's your name then?

Smithy.

Smithy?

I like that.

Yeah?

What's yours then?

Mickey.

Irish, are you?

No.

So do you live around here?

Not far.

So is this your patch then?

Yeah, sort of.

How about you?

No.

I'm from outside London.

Oh yeah?

And where's that then?

Sussex.

Sussex eh?

Very nice, very nice.

Whereabouts in Sussex?

Nutley.

Nutley, I ain't never heard of Nutley.

It's my mum.

How are you?

She died.

A few months ago.

It was a heart attack.

She's out of the blue.

I don't half miss her.

Yeah, my mum died not so long ago.

Did she?

Mm, yeah.

So what did she die of?

She got run down.

What?

You mean depressed, like... No, by a mail van.

You kidding?

No, I'm not.

They drive like fucking maniacs, those guys.

That's terrible.

Yeah.

You know what?

What? She was posting a letter at the time.

Christ.

Yeah, it makes you think, doesn't it?

I envy you.

All that freedom, no ties.

But look at you. You've got a proper job. You're a big-time barrister and a

criminal amount of money.

Wife and kids.

You're a proper grown-up. I live in a state of perpetual adolescence.

I'm an adolescent at heart.

Still enjoy football.

Good wank.

It was good, wasn't it?

School and that.

Yeah.

Yes, it was.

Christ, I need a fuck.

Hot, isn't it?

Orphans in the storm.

I

like

this one. Can we just...

Can we up it up a bit?

Yeah.

You're okay.

Such a bloody nightmare.

It doesn't matter. He was so late back.

Big recycling meeting about this filing business.

You just have to put your foot down. I just couldn't leave.

Bloody council. Yeah, I'm sorry. It doesn't matter, really.

I had a costume fitting and I was ready.

Why are you doing this?

Because I hate your fucking aftershave. What?

Is Minty here?

I'm afraid she had to cry. Oh, no.

Well, she's practically dead with hay fever, so let me get you a drink.

Have you been at the Botox? No, I haven't. Well, I must say, you're

looking suspiciously fresh.

Roger and Robin are in the garden.

Robin?

Yeah, I was sure you'd met.

He's that old school friend of Roger's.

Isn't he the... Writer. Yeah, that's right.

Right? Yeah, please.

Shut the fuck up!

Won't mind a bit of piss, you said.

How do you like it, you filthy cocksucker?

Eh?

How nice is it?

Eh? How nice is that?

You pathetic little shit.

I'm proud of mummy being out, eh?

oh

The sky's a perfect blue.

You saw me coming and I know you felt it

too.

I'm doing Howard's End.

Very nice. What are you playing?

Mrs. Wilcox. Oh, great.

I don't know it.

Oh, you must.

Vanessa Redgrave played her in the movie.

So it's been done before, then?

Everything's been done before.

In fact, they only do things now that have been done before.

That does seem to be the case. It's never been done on television.

I think it has.

No, I'm sure it hasn't. I think you're right. In the 70s. Yeah.

How would you know? You never watched television. I did in the 70s. So who's

doing it?

Well, Frank Winterton's commissioned it.

Did he now?

Do you know him? I had a meeting with him this morning, as a matter of fact.

Darling, isn't he?

Topper?

There's something that's always intrigued me about Howard's End. It's

such an intriguing novel. It's whether or not it's got an apostrophe. Like,

isn't it supposed to be the end of Howard, or the end of several Howards?

Or is it just Howard's End?

Anyway, I'm thrilled to bits.

Okay.

I'm so sorry, Belinda. I just had to pop something into little Albert.

I bought him the cutest little cat.

Just like Andy Robert wears. He looks so adorable. I think he's up to my lower

thigh already.

Due to extremely hot weather conditions, it is recommended that you carry him

until we do a final wash of him on the other day.

Hello, mate. Where you off to, then?

Excuse me.

Don't be like that. Shut your fucking mouth! Shut your fucking mouth!

Shut your fucking mouth!

mate. Sorry, Roger.

Christ, you look fucked.

Do I?

You could do with a stiff one.

Roger!

Belinda and I met at Pilates and I showed her some photographs of little

Albert. He's my grandson and we just hit it off immediately.

She's lovely, isn't she? Yes, she is.

Are you married?

No, I'm gay.

Oh, how nice.

Have you got a...

Um, a civil partner.

Not at the moment, no.

Oh.

Would you like a Pringle?

Oh, my hubby at last.

Sorry, darling.

You don't know Robin, do you?

No, we don't.

Close your mouth, darling. You look like a carp.

Robin and I were at school together.

Pleased to meet you. Oh,

what was that?

What?

Sounded like a scream or something. It was probably a fox being fucked.

It's so sexy, it might be a photo card.

I've got your pen.

Your Parker ballpoint.

You dropped it in the library this afternoon.

I found it and thought I'd bring it over.

Can't I come in?

Why?

So I can give it to you.

You can give it to me here.

But I'd like to.

What?

You're not doing anything.

Who do you mean?

Look, you can leave me with a pen. I'm going to shut the door.

I thought it might be nice to have a chat.

Chat? Yes.

I don't want to have a chat.

I don't like it.

You would if we had a chat.

All right.

Move your fucking piss off!

I want to come with you.

The

normal

game is fine.

Just get back home to mummy and daddy, okay?

You're in.

Then go back and wait for them.

You want your pay?

What are you so worried about? I'm wondering about you if you don't get the

fuck out.

You wouldn't.

Don't push it.

I'll be here.

Why can't I stay for a minute?

What's wrong with that?

We've always seen each other in the library.

What's the problem?

I'm bored to death over there really and I don't want to go to bed yet and...

I just thought we could have a chat.

Five minutes that's all then I'll... Then I'll go, I promise.

You're doing history, aren't you?

I'm doing history too.

Amongst other things.

Are you at college?

What's your favourite period?

I quite like Hitler.

Not the bloke.

But... You know... Third Reich and all that.

Is that it then?

What?

I'll chat and... I'll probably find a few other things to talk about.

You know...

You needn't have pushed so hard.

You needn't have put your foot in the door.

Do you think I could have a glass of water?

Fucking Murray!

Thank

you

Have you heard a fire?

Yeah. What happened?

I had an accident.

What?

I left the test room.

You should tell someone.

So would you.

It's a lousy neighbourhood, isn't it?

This side of the street it is.

I don't like people around here much, do you?

I wouldn't know. I keep myself to myself.

That's difficult to do, though, sometimes, isn't it?

You haven't been here long, have you?

No, I haven't. Not quite.

Don't go back, do you? I don't want you chatted out at night.

It's not that late.

You want to be home for your mum and dad.

They went back for ages.

While I turn in.

My foot hurts.

I told you you shouldn't put it in the door.

On Theo, by the way.

Who are you?

Tim. Now, fuck off.

Do you think I could have another glass of water, please, Tim?

He's 18 months.

Yes, you said. Little Albert.

I wasn't so sure about the Albert, but it's starting to grow on me. Good job he

wasn't called Ivy.

Oh, he does make me laugh.

You know, I popped in earlier. I was telling Belinda I had to give him the

cutest little cat like Andy Roddick wears. Now, he is cute. And he was

prancing around without a stitch on, as usual.

He is so proud of his Willie.

I think it's a stage that boys go through.

And it's surprisingly big, isn't it, Julian?

And, do you know, he climbed onto my lap and tried to push it through my

buttonhole.

Can't be that big, then.

Oh, they were very big buttons.

And in the end, I just couldn't resist and had to kiss it.

Mmm! Roughly.

Why are you always by yourself?

It's how I like it.

Don't you have any friends?

All the chat.

All the rubbish.

It needn't be like that.

Yeah.

Well... I've never mucked in.

I've always been ever so slightly shunned.

But I might not.

You alone.

Not quite up there.

You get used to it, Alan, and then not quite up there enough.

We could be friends.

No, we couldn't.

Of course we could.

You're what?

14?

15?

I'm coming up with 13.

If we had anything in common, we could never be friends.

You've seen me before, haven't you?

You live up on the road.

I mean, you've noticed me.

Like... You've looked at me, haven't you?

And in the library.

You've looked at me like I've looked at you, that's all I'm saying.

You better go.

Can I have some lager, please?

No.

Go on.

Mum and dad let me have a drop sometimes. Then go home and have a drop.

You're very quiet tonight, Julian. You're right.

Four blokes and I could give him a break. I am.

I've been tired, actually.

Working late, were you?

Oh, he's always working late.

Aren't you, darling?

Well, that's no good. All work and no play.

Well, that's what I tell him. You should let your hair down once in a while.

Exactly. Do you know something, Robin?

I think you should take him in hand. You don't need me to take you in hand, do

you, Julian? That's enough.

Enough, OK?

I'm sorry. I really am pretty wiped out.

Darling, would you like us to go?

No, no, I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, please, don't.

Don't worry.

We all get a bit scratchy when the pressure's on.

Another stiff one out, that should do the trick.

Okay.

Sorry.

Nice, isn't it?

The moon.

Oh yes.

Yes, it is.

You been here long?

Not long, no.

What, live around here, do you?

No.

Whereabouts then?

Out west.

Out west, eh?

Yes.

Very nice.

Yes, it is.

So how'd you get here then, on a bus?

I drove.

Oh yeah?

What car you got?

Pretty inquisitive, aren't you? Bother you, does it?

No.

No.

That's alright then.

It's an Audi.

An Audi, eh?

What, one of them big fuckers, or... like, one of them little hairdresser

types?

Well, I ain't full of stout.

Got a family, then?

No.

Makes you wonder, doesn't it?

Well... why that star's next to that one... and that one's next

to that.

Yes, I suppose it does.

Do you know what I think?

Huh? I think it means fuck all.

It's bleeding up, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

I want half like a C or A4 estate.

Would you?

Oh, yeah.

I'd love a big motor.

Mickey.

Joe.

Hello, Joe.

What was that?

It was over there.

Joe, come on.

Joe!

Help me.

Help me.

Alfie, innit?

Help me.

Is it Sean or is it Alfie?

That's a little diamond, isn't it?

What's this next to it?

Looks like a sapphire to me.

What do you reckon Alfie?

Sapphire is it?

And it's not yours you say?

Well that is nice.

Very nice, indeed.

By the middle of 2010, we aim to cut our emissions by at least... Darling, we

really don't want to hear about Camden's common... By at least 20%. Do we, Robin?

Julian... Actually, I think it's rather interesting. See, darling, no one does.

Top up, Pete.

Better not.

No, I've always got on with gay men.

I have, really.

They're so funny and unthreatening.

In fact, we've got quite a few gay friends, haven't we, Julian?

Haven't ever counted.

But I have to admit, there is a part of me that's rather old-fashioned.

I do love the idea of the strong, protective man battling it out in the

field and then returning home for some vigorous impregnation.

Well, no dissension there, old chap.

Don't you think you should go outside?

Does anybody want me to go outside?

No, it's fine.

But you wouldn't do that sort of thing, would you, Robin?

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, you know, having it away in bushes.

No. Well, it does seem rather irresponsible.

Depends, doesn't it?

I'm sure any of us would have it away anywhere if you felt desperate enough.

Hmm?

And some of them. Oh.

And I don't mean you, Robin.

They do tend to... Push it in your face.

You could say that.

Not this sniffing around in the dark. It's a bit doggy-like, isn't it? And is

it really necessary? Marry her. I mean, we accept you now. Can't you behave like

normal people? I think you've made your point.

Perhaps we enjoy sniffing around in dark places.

Perhaps we find this acceptance that you refer to just ever so slightly boring.

Perhaps we miss that little jaunt of excitement.

What do you think, Julian?

I think we can all do with a little excitement in our lives.

So I suppose I'd have to agree.

Really?

There's so much more for you lot with all those clubs and things and cottages

and black rooms.

Back rooms.

Do you go clubbing much?

No, I don't.

No, I don't suppose you do, considering.

Considering what?

That you haven't been... Too well, have you?

I don't go clubbing anymore, probably for the same reason that you don't.

We're past it.

Anyway, how do we know that this... this poor chap outside was... sniffing round,

as you say?

We could have just been walking.

And we don't even know that he's gay.

In any case...

Even if he was sniffing around and fucking like a dog in the bushes, what

the hell did it matter?

He was in the most dreadful, appalling state.

And no one, no one deserves to be treated like that.

Have you seen me at night?

Watching you?

I kneel by the window with a fag.

Haven't you noticed?

And when your curtains are open, I watch you.

I watch you and I wank.

You watch me.

And you wank.

With a fag.

Why?

Isn't it obvious?

I mean... Why have you got a fag?

I always smoke when I wank.

You're not angry, are you?

It's not funny.

No.

No, I know it's not.

Look, it's okay.

Really.

There's a man opposite us. Lives in that council block, ghastly place. There we

go.

What do you mean, here we go?

Nothing.

A young man, not unattractive, but something about him.

Simply because he's a quiet type.

Have you ever spoken to him? No. Well, there you are, you see. I haven't spent

lots of people by us. You have no idea what he's like.

They do say... Ah, they.

..that he's been inside.

For interfering with youngsters.

That's a rule.

It's like the whole pack.

Oh, fuck it.

Wouldn't he be on a list or something? These things aren't foolproof.

Have you ever seen him with any youngsters?

Of course I haven't.

Far too busy.

People are... They're scared of being different.

I can understand that.

It takes a lot of courage.

But... If you can be what you are,

not what you think you should be,

you'll be happy enough.

Understand yourself.

And you can face anything.

If you get sad, your luck goes.

I've seen you.

I've seen you lost.

But it's no good.

You've got to go.

Please, go.

I know for a fact that his flat was attacked.

Poor chap.

Petrol bomb through the window.

It's terrible.

Fortunately he was in so the flat didn't burn down.

Did he get hurt?

I don't know. Probably kids.

Well it was.

And they did it because of what they heard. From their fucking bigoted

parents.

I want to go.

Nat.

I want to see how my baby is. He'll be fine.

I don't like leaving him.

We've done it before.

I want to go.

complacency. Quite unbelievable.

Just because he keeps himself to himself doesn't mean there's anything sinister

going on. These stories don't just come out of thin air. There must be some

reason for them.

And imagine if they're true, hmm?

What if he started interfering with Theo?

Sorry.

Hang on.

Sorry.

Try again.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Slowly. Slowly.

Slowly. Slowly. Slowly.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Slowly.

You do understand, don't you? Of course.

It's a funny old night, isn't it, with all that nastiness over the road, and I

just want to get back and give him a big hug.

I'd love to see him again. Oh, he's gorgeous. He's a bit moody, but... How

old is he now?

Nearly 15.

Oh, what a lovely evening.

Monkfish cheeks.

You're a card.

Did you see anything?

I'm sorry?

Well, you were obviously in there for the long haul.

Where, exactly?

So you must have seen something.

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

You did, didn't you?

Excuse me. Because if you did, you really should tell the police. I am

aware of my responsibility. I don't give a toss about your peccadillo. You know,

you really have been somewhat tiresome tonight with your snide looks.

But I do care that some poor bastards have their shit beaten out of you. It's

rather puerile if you don't mind my saying. And if you saw anything that

could be remotely helpful in finding the bastards who did it... Everything okay?

Yeah, fine.

Thanks. Then you have got to, got to tell someone.

Because next time, Julian...

It could be one of us.

By the way... Nice call.

See you, darling.

No.

You gotta go.

Which door?

This is such a mistake.

First or second?

A perfectly reasonable explanation.

Which door?

I don't know. Which door?

I think this is the wrong floor.

Oh, for God's sake.

You're not going to say anything, are you?

Of course not.

Because if you did, that would really, really fuck things up. Why would I?

It's what I wanted.

Where is he?

Sorry? Theo!

Please. What is it?

What's wrong?

Oh,

there's Paris. Get out of there. Why?

Tim.

Pleased to meet you.

Peter. Hi.

What the hell are you doing?

Get out for Christ's sake. Mum.

What are you doing here?

What's wrong with you?

If you don't tell me what's going on, I'm going to call the police.

The police?

If he has laid one finger on you.

If you have touched my son. Matt, please. What do you mean, Matt, please?

He's 14.

Mum. Well, have you?

Have you touched him?

Have you touched him? Dad, tell her.

Matt. Goodbye, Evan.

Why would I touch him?

You're half naked. It's very hot.

Oh, will you shut up?

Tell me, Leo, why are you here?

To give him this.

What? I picked it up on the stake this afternoon in the library and found it in

my things.

How do you know it's his?

Because I've seen him use it.

It's quite distinctive, black and gold, see?

You mean you see each other in the library?

Sometimes. In the history section.

I see lots of people. What's the problem?

I told you there'd be an explanation.

Yeah, so I thought I'd bring it over.

At midnight?

I couldn't sleep and I could see his light on, so I thought, why not?

Oh, darling.

It didn't have to go into his flat to give it to him. It's really nice of him,

though. Very thoughtful.

Yeah. And most lads have nicked it.

So why have you still got it?

There you go.

Thanks. Right.

Let's go.

You've been smoking.

And alcohol. You stink of alcohol.

So do you. Don't you dare speak to me like that.

Have you been feeding my son alcohol and cigarettes?

Feeding? Nat, come on. Well, have you? Mum.

Well, say something, why don't you? Let's go home.

I know you've been up to something.

Nothing's happened.

I can smell it. Dad, tell her nothing's happened. Come on, Nat. Get off me!

Great.

Just great.

Can I put something on there?

If you so much as look at my boy again.

Sorry.

Sorry about all this.

I have a Mr. Cape on the line.

Kate? Robin Cape.

Did he say what it was about?

Only that it was very important he should speak with you.

Julian. What do you want? Have you called the police yet?

Now listen to me. He's dead.

He died in the night.

So unrecognisable, the police said, that he had to be identified by his

fingerprints.

I thought you should know.

Hot, innit?

Live round here, do you?

It's not bad, I must say.

Nice view.

Fresh air.

So.

Where do you live, then?

Not round here.

You haven't got a tongue, then?

You see all sorts up here.

Walking their dogs.

Flying their kites.

Pulling up the net once.

I saw George Michael up here the other day.

Did you?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's got a place around here.

What's your name?

Alf.

Alf.

I like that.

Move.

Pleased to meet you, Alfie.

It's very smart.

Where did you get that?

From an admirer.

Must have thought a lot of you.

Yeah, he did.

I can see why.

Hello, Alfie.

You know something?

I think you're pretty new at this.

I think I'm gonna have to teach you.

Teach me a lesson?

Oh, yeah.

I'd enjoy that.

Try again.

Danny? Yes, miss?

If there's ever anything you want to tell me... What should I want to tell

you, miss?

If there's anything bothering you.

There's nothing bothering me, miss.

Or if there's anything on your mind.

There's nothing, miss.

If there is. If there isn't.

Good.

Good.

I'm here to help, you know.

Thanks, miss.

What happened to you?

I walked into a door.

On the heath? I walked into a door on the heath.

Sorry.

Did you report it?

I was to report.

I shouldn't be allowed to get away with it.

The police need to know what's going on.

Does that hurt?

No.

I'm not living in the Dark Ages anymore.

It's time these Neanderthals caught on.

Yeah.

They're right, Doc. I mean, all I was doing was sniffing out a bit of knob.

There's nothing wrong in that, is there?

You know where I'm coming from.

I am.

Look to the right.

Left.

Who knows, Doc?

Up.

One day we might bump into each other again.

Down.

You wouldn't know why, do you?

Right.

Left.

You better watch it.

Up.

I'm a married man.

Down.

Oh, yeah.

I don't want my husband getting jealous.

Do we?

I don't know.

We won't win that, will we?

If I could just...

What's up?

I need to ask you about something.

Did you take the ring back to the jewellers today?

Well, that's the ring, Bill.

Yeah, the ring.

Did you?

Yes, yes, of course I did, yeah.

Did?

There's no problem or anything?

No.

No, I said it'll be ready next week. Why?

He didn't drop it or lose it.

Because if he did, I'd understand.

I wouldn't mind.

I could get another one made. I mean, it wouldn't be a problem.

I told you I had to get into the jewels.

Kevin, I don't know what's going on.

I'll see you later, okay?

The 24-year-old waiter, originally from Ludlow, was found last night on Clapham

Common by a pensioner walking his dog.

He was taken to hospital but doctors were unable to save him.

A police spokesman said it is one of the most vicious attacks they'd ever seen.

And one more depressing statistic confirming the steady increase...