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- What's this? - This is our high-roller event.

- Were you going to tell me about this? - This is who I am, Lee.

Hey, one more bad day and then we're home free.

I want you to mind something for me.

- No. - Yeah.

- No. - Yes. - I can't get involved with drugs.

You can...

and you will... What's with the wrapping paper?

A present for one of the staff.

- Christmas paper. - Secret Santa.

- It's June. - Come early.

Why shut the casino for only one card game?

Something's going on!

Go, please. Cos I'm not letting you in.

Gary, what are you doing?

Shut up and count!

I'm at the casino now. It's happening!

- Bag it! Bag it! - Armed police, do not move!

- Show me your hands! - Where are the others?

Matty!

God...!

- How much? - About 30 grand.

That's all right, innit?

Primary by the cure.

- I'll give you someone bigger than me. - That's what you said last time.

Yeah, but I gave you someone, though, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

You gave me a kid who killed himself in his cell.

I swear down this time, right...

he's bigger than me.

I've fucking got ya.

You're under arrest on suspicion of selling class-a narcotics.

- You do not have to say anything but... - There's no drugs in there!

It may harm your defence, if you do not mention when questioned,

something which you later rely on in court.

Get off me!

God, behind us.

- Fucking 'ell, leanne! - My god...! - Leanne, go!

Go? Go where? We're in a fiat multipla, not a friggin' Ferrari!

Take the right, take the right. Please, take the right.

- We should lie low. - Yeah.

- Till we can figure something out. - Yeah. Yeah.

- We were only counting money. - It is a casino.

There's nothing wrong with just counting money

- in a casino, is there? - No. No.

- We should lie low, though, you're right. - Yeah, for a bit.

Just for a bit, like? Yeah. Yeah.

Get in and shut the door.

- - You're going to wake me mum! - You said, "shut the door!!"

I said, shut it, not throw it across the road!

Would you like a cup of tea, Matthew?

- No... no, thanks, mum. - No, thank you, mrs Matty.

I'm just going to go upstairs and grab a few things,

like clothes and that.

Yeah. We're just having a bit of a weekend away.

On a Tuesday?

No, he means a short break.

Lovely.

- Together? - No.

God, no.

All right! Together, yes, but not... not... not like that, no.

Definitely not like that.

He doesn't have a girl back here in ten years,

and then it's two in a week.

She wasn't his girlfriend.

I'm not his girlfriend.

Well... Never mind, love.

You have a new voice message.

New messages.

Where the fuck are you, Matty?

I'm having to get rid of those drugs

now that everyone knows your busy mate is sniffing round.

I found someone in keswick, in the lake district.

I'll text you the address.

And when you get there, just give them the bag.

Nothing else, all right?

And listen hard, lad.

Do not fuck this up, ok?

I mean it.

Bag. Given. Gone.

You all right?

- What you doing? - What's it look like I'm doing?

- What...? What's this? - Put the money back, Thomas.

- Did you think I was going to leave him? - I mean... yeah!

- What's going on? - Just put the money back in the bag,

get your seat belt on, and don't open your mouth.

- Keswick. - Who?

We should go to keswick.

Why keswick?

I know people there. People who could help us.

- Who? - People.

- Obviously, people, Matty! Who? - People we can trust, leanne!

- That's who! - Ok, keswick.

After we pick up Nana.

- Your nan? - Yes.

The hospital have rang and she's being discharged.

- Mum, what's going on? - Just wait here. - I deserve to know.

Something's happened, and I am dealing with it,

but until it's sorted, we have to be out the house.

- Is it the bailiffs? - Something like that.

Yeah, bailiffs. I wasn't going to tell you

but we just need to take a day or two to sort it, all right?

Just trust me, will ya?

- We can't bring your mum. - Me nan!

Yeah, we can't bring her either.

She's coming out the hospital, and she's coming with us.

Leanne, we're being chased by the police! As soon as they

get their acts together and realise we was in that room...

She is coming with us.

- Can't you leave her in hospital? - She's infirm.

Every day more than she needs to be in there, she's going to get worse.

We're getting her, ok? We are getting her.

It's non-negotiable. It's my car. It's my rules.

All right.

Right, then.

We get Nana, then we get Ruby.

She's my daughter, Matty!

I don't believe this!

We're going to have to hijack a fucking bus if this keeps up!

All right, let's bring him in.

See if he wants to talk to us this time.

Come 'ere, you heard the man.

Fuck this...!

Who are you again?

- Excuse me? - You what? - Who are you again?

- He works with me mum, Nana. - Sharon?

He's a friend of me mum's.

My mum.

Leanne, remember?

More good news!

- She's not there. - Where?

There! The school! She's not there!

- Thomas, where's Ruby? - Why the...? How should I know?

Because she's playing truant!

- We should probably move. - Where would she go?

- Little Ruby? - Please, not now, Nana.

- She'll be visiting. - Nana...

She'll be visiting her mum.

- What? - Her mum! Our Sharon.

She'll be visiting her mum for a cuddle.

Sharon's dead, Nana.

That's where she'll be, you Mark my words.

When things are getting you down, you go get a hug off your mum.

Cemetery.

Ruby?

How long have you been coming here?

And how long have you been forging letters and emails to the school

- from me? If I find out... - It's just a bit of bunking, Lee,

it's not a biggie, is it?

It might not be a big deal

when your daughter runs away from school, but I love my kids.

Ruby, wait!

Ruby, when did this lying start?

Tell me!

It started around the time this family started cracking up.

Are you joining us?

Hit the north part 1 by the fall.

What was that?

It's a tyre.

God...

- Where's the nearest town? - Scotland.

- I'm serious. - So am I.

- Do you know how to change it? - I don't even know if I've got a spare.

For god's sake, leanne!

Well, you haven't even got a car, so shut up!

How much longer are they going to be?

We're in the middle of nowhere, it's going to take 'em forever.

I'm going to have a breakdown waiting for the breakdown people.

I'll walk.

What...?

We're in cumbria, could take months.

And the way you're going, we're going to run out of food.

It's not a desert island, Lee.

We're just parked in a flipping lay-by.

Can't believe I've messed it all up so badly...

- It's just a flat tyre! - I'm not talking about the tyre.

I'm talking about everything - start-to-finish.

Well...

We genuinely thought it was just going to be

just a high-roller game. I don't think you should beat yourself up.

I should be beating you up.

No, I'm talking about them.

I've messed it all up for them.

Life, the lot... Just messed it up.

Nah.

They're all right.

I'm sorry for what I said in the cemetery.

- No, I really am. - Yeah, ok.

Were you really going to go tenerife with Gary?

Probably not.

Another thing I've messed up.

Why is it always so hard?

It's like we're addicted to being in the shit.

Drama.

I'd love a quiet life, me.

- No, you wouldn't! - I would!

Honest! Nice nine-to-five, enough money coming in...

Dream come true, that.

I wasn't getting a nine-to-five in tenerife.

I was getting a pool, money, sun, sand, good schools...

Fairy tale.

People like me and you don't get fairy tales, Lee.

I did. Once.

Don't just leave me hangin'.

Chris.

My husband.

The one who died?

You never get over it.

- No. - You never even get used to it, you know?

Gary was just another fella who pretended to be something

that he wasn't, promised me something that he couldn't give me.

My life's been full of them since Chris went.

Mistake after mistake.

There's only you.

What?

You're the only man alive who's ever told me the truth.

Bloody 'ell!

If you're holding me up as a great example of manhood,

then things are worse than I thought.

I'm sorry that I let you down, with Gary.

I've been a proper mess.

I mean, I am still sort of a mess, but...

until recently I... I've not been good.

You've seemed ok.

Yeah, and that's the secret right there.

Them poor kids, stuck with me.

- Bollocks, leanne. - No, I've let them down time after time

and now I'm stuck in a lay-by on the run from the police.

I'll Grant you, it's not mum of the year stuff, but...

But they love ya.

That makes it worse.

No, mate, take it from me, not loving ya,

that makes it worse.

I've always been rubbish, as a dad. I have.

I know.

You could at least pretend!

Flipping 'eck.

I'm trying to match up to you opening up your heart,

and you're just taking the piss!

Listen, we'll find a way through this.

Me and you.

We'll stick together, figure out our story.

Find a way.

You're me best mate, Lee.

I'm your only mate.

Yeah, you are, but still...

You're my best mate, too.

- Right, move your arm now, you weirdo. - I'm so sorry.

Finally!

- It's probably a serial killer. - Just shut up!

- No... - My god...

- No, no, no... - God. Say nothing.

- Mum, what's going on? - Nothing, darling, it's ok.

- Everything's fine. - What's up?

Nothing, Thomas.

Problem?

Flat tyre.

I've rang recovery and,

we're just waiting for them to come.

You'll be sitting here all night.

Have you got a spare?

I...

Come on, get your coat, let's have a look.

No. Honestly, we'll... we'll be ok.

We're fine, thanks.

Pop your boot.

See if we can find it.

- What you doing? - Shut up!

Everyone should know how to change a tyre.

Yeah, absolutely, yep.

Have you got a coat? You're going to be freezing.

No, it's all right.

Pop your boot.

Let's have a look.

Here you go.

Pop the cap first.

I'm sorry about the mess.

Holiday, is it?

Short break, and it's off to a flyer.

Only way is up after this, don't you worry.

Christmas?

Late presents.

You're scouse.

And?

Bloody hell, stop!

Come here!

Oooh...

You going to try and run away, as well, scouse?

- Please, please, look, my kids in the car. - Yeah, not for long.

- Honestly, this has nothing to do with me. - I'm sorry, leanne.

- Did you put drugs in my car? - Come on.

You put drugs in the car with me and my kids?

I didn't know they were coming!

I couldn't leave them in me mum's, leanne! I couldn't!

- Get off me! - Mum, what's going on?

You stay with Ruby! Do you hear me?

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

if you do not mention... Thomas! Stay with Ruby, ok?

- All right, I promise. I promise. - Don't let them separate you!

- Let me speak to my kids! - It's all right, rubes, it's all right.

- We'll see her soon. Ok. - Get off!

It's all right.

It'll be ok.

I've got you, my loves.

Your night seems to be getting worse and worse.

Flat tyre, bag of drugs, a load of cash...

And now...

Control room are telling me you two are on the run from liver pool.

So you're going back there, tonight.

No comment.

No comment.

No comment.

No comment.

No fucking comment.

That concludes the interview.

Time's at 10.15, the same day it commenced.

It's harder than it looks, innit?

Get in the cell!

How do you sleep?

Like a baby.

No, you don't.

An innocent boy died in a cell like this because of you...

- He wasn't innocent. - He didn't do what he was in prison for.

- You sent him to prison. - You made me lock him up.

Yeah, suppose I did, yeah.

But the thing is, right, when that cell door closed, yeah,

I'll bet you a pound he weren't thinking about me.

So, the question is... how do you sleep?

My name is detective sergeant fen ning.

The time is 11.45 on the 10th...

My son, Gary packer, is a drug dealer...

a thief... and a violent man.

And he needs help.

You going to write that down?

Ok, sarge wants you.

- Lee! Lee! - Don't talk to her.

- She's me mate. - Yeah, I know. - I can explain, Lee!

- Stay there! - I can explain! - Just hang on.

- So you understand these conditions? - Yeah.

My colleague will show you out.

Wait for me outside and I'll explain.

She'll be waiting a long time.

She got bail. You didn't.

Why? I've never been in trouble before.

You tried to abscond from the officers in cumbria,

you had a passport in your bag and you had...

£31,273 in a carrier bag,

along with two kilos of cocaine.

You'll be on remand till your trial.

Now park your arse on that bench till I'm ready to deal with you.

- Ning... - Don't ask me for help.

I did everything you asked me to do.

Everything. Everything!

- And now I've lost everything. - You've made your bed.

Sit there.

I know it was you that grassed me up.

I didn't. I didn't, I swear.

Yeah, lad, yeah, chatting to ning at the door,

and then, five minutes later, she's banging it in?

I swear down, Gary.

You're going down, lad.

Mr packer, like to join us?

Your bail conditions.

You are required to attend this police station at 1600 hours

on Tuesday the 19th, at which time, you may be charged

with the offences outlined earlier to you.

Failure to attend will result in the issuing of a warrant

for your arrest. Further to that,

- the following conditions... - Speed this up, mate?

The following bail conditions have also been applied.

You are not to contact directly or indirectly

prosecution witness named Nancy packer.

"Witness"?

Or enter 1, hull bank Avenue in the city of liver pool.

You mean... Me mum, Nancy packer?

Do you understand these conditions?

Good.

Sign here, here and here.

- I told you it wasn't me. - Shut the fuck up.

Here, grabbed your letter, mate.

- Nothing from your daughter, lad? - No.

Close that door, will ya?

Here you are. Try her again.

Maybe she'll answer this time.

- Cup-a-soup? - This one's on me. Go 'ed.

Hi, this is Emily.

Leave a message after the tone and I'll call you back.

Thanks, mate. Cheers.

Sorry, man.

- I'm sorry for your loss. - Thank you.

I know you and your grandmother were very close,

especially after the death of your mother.

I didn't know you knew.

I also know what it is like to lose someone very close.

I just wanted you to know, I'm thinking of you.

Thank you.

It's good to see so many people.

I wasn't expecting you.

No, well... You're innocent until proven guilty.

I hope you are innocent.

He's a good lad.

- He really is. - Thoughtful.

I'm so proud of him.

I miss you both, you and Matthew.

And the casino misses you.

I'm sorry about what Gary did.

No, it's not your fault.

It is... I think... I think it is.

My husband wasn't the best... and I didn't...

It's not your fault.

Do you mind if I sit down?

I won't, you know, if you don't...

- if you don't want me to... - Yeah. - ...Then I won't.

Can...?

I mean, are we allowed?

Well, I mean, I won't say nothin' if you don't, you know what I mean?

Sorry about your nan.

- Was she all right, you know, at the end? - She was in a home.

Shit.

But she was happy, I think.

Ok, well, that's good.

- Your mum was just here. - Yeah, I know.

I just saw her leaving there, yeah.

What, you avoiding her cos of your bail?

No, I'm avoiding her cos she hates me.

I'm not on bail.

They had fuck-all on me.

There was no drugs, there was just cash.

Bizzies couldn't say that that didn't come from my businesses.

Bastards notified the taxman though, so I got a good kicking off him.

Plus someone who was there that night

took a little something for themselves, you know what I mean?

It's probably one of them bizzies, wasn't it?

Got to pay for them doughnuts.

Look... I wanted to speak to you, right,

and I didn't want to turn up at your house

cos that could look bad for you, you know, down the line.

But I had to come.

I wanted to know if we were we're still a...

a thing?

Are you serious?

Yeah.

No.

No!

Look, that night, right...

Like, the aggression and that,

like, that's... that's not me.

It was pressure and I was scared, right?

It's not me.

No, it was you.

I know it was you.

And I don't want that, I don't want that - you -

in my life or me kids' lives.

Lee, I'm sorry, right?

I'm sorry for the way...

I was and the way I spoke to you, right?

So sorry.

I'm in court in two weeks.

- I'll wait for you if... - Gary, I'm not going.

- Is it cos of your kids? - No, it's... - As long as we...

Gary, this is about me.

It's me.

Mum!

I'm ok.

Here...

So you know where I am, in tenerife.

Ok.

I'm sorry I've not been able to speak to you

about your case in person, but your solicitor, Mr... Hughes...

Mrs Hughes.

- What did I say? - Mister.

Well, she brought me up to speed on your position,

- and that your plea remains... - Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Despite the prosecution's weight of evidence?

Yes.

And what I said about the reduced sentence?

Yeah.

I can't have my kids thinking I'm a liar.

Changing your plea to guilty will allow a judge

to pass a more lenient sentence.

It's killing me.

Prison's killing me. I can't stay there.

Just... not guilty.

Hiya.

Do you know what, Matty? I'd...

I'd rather you didn't talk to me.

All rise!

An amount of cash, namely, £31,273,

which, it has been established,

was stolen from their place of employment, the envoy casino.

In addition to the cash, there was two kilos of pure cocaine,

with a street value of £200,000.

Both of these items were found in the fiat multipla,

along with mr Flynn's passport, and travel bags for the entire group.

Therefore, it is the crown's case that mr Flynn and ms chapel

engaged in a county-lines operation,

operating between liver pool and northern cumbria

and that, as a result of the raid by the police on the casino,

they had decided to steal a large amount of cash

to assist in their attempt to evade justice.

Everything is stacked against you, Matthew.

You have to consider changing your plea to guilty.

Otherwise, the jury will have no choice but to convict you both.

I've told my daughter I'm innocent.

Atmosphere by joy division.

What you listening to?

Joy division.

- Never heard of them. - They're old.

Right.

How's it going?

I'm listening to joy division.

Bad.

Things are going bad.

Forget that.

Look, I'm sorry your dad's in prison.

He... he was nice to me...

- and I liked him. - So did I.

I... I think he's a good person, you know?

And so is me mum.

They had a bag of gear and a load of cash in the car.

I know.

But you're still here.

Me mum made me come.

Having heard the case both for and against ms chapel,

and knowing that she does not deny that drugs and cash were found

in her vehicle, and that she was fleeing the city of liver pool

for other reasons that are not this court's concern,

your job is to study the evidence and the evidence alone.

It is clear that your decision will not be an easy one

in the case of ms chapel.

Her personal circumstances

of being a single parent of two school-aged children,

whilst tragic and difficult,

should not be used as a reason for leniency,

or an acquittal, if you believe her guilty.

Mr Flynn, meanwhile, presents a different proposition altogether.

Mr Flynn readily accepts that he is a man who succumbs

to his addictions - drugs, drink, gambling.

But you must try to ignore his failings,

and try to study the evidence in this case, and this case alone.

Both defendants, if found guilty,

will be facing potentially lengthy custodial sentences...

It were me.

Pardon me?

It was me. I did it all.

She's telling the truth. She...

She didn't know about the drugs or the money. It was me.

I did it all. I'm guilty.

I'm the... I'm the guilty one, it was... I go guilty, but...

Sorry.

That's just... there it is... That's just how it is.

I'm sorry, mate, I really am, sorry. Sorry.

Leanne did nowt.

I did it.

It was me and today's the day to say that, so I'd... if...

I'm guilty.

I did it... I did it.

Are you saying ms chapel had nothing to do with these crimes?

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

She didn't... She didn't know anything about 'em,

I put the bags in the car.

She didn't have a clue.

Sorry, mate.

Miss cargill, what is the crown's position?

In light of this development,

the crown offers no evidence against ms chapel.

Ms chapel, you're free to leave the dock.

Go on, then.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'm so sorry. - Are you...? - Yeah.

All rise!

Prior to sentencing in this matter, I'm informed by mr Flynn's counsel

that his mother has written a letter that she would like

read to the court on his behalf as part of his mitigation...

No!

No.

No, please...

I'm going to allow it, in light of mr Flynn's guilty plea.

Fuck...

Matthew was a good boy as a child.

He worked hard at school and did well

up until the age of nine years old

when the event changed his life,

and I believe led to this day

and him appearing before your honour, occurred.

Mathew's older brother, my son Daniel,

drowned, aged 17, on Saturday the 12th of June, 1990.

And Matthew, my Matthew...

has never been able to move on.

Matty and Daniel were playing, with a group of friends, in otterspool.

And, boys being boys, hijinks ensued.

Hijinks that resulted in Daniel

jumping into the dock to rescue his brother...

who he believed, wrongly...

to be drowning.

It was a joke.

A practical joke.

Someone told Matthew to pretend to be drowning

so that Daniel would jump in to save him.

My Daniel drowned trying to save a little brother

who didn't need saving.

A joke killed my son.

A joke that changed that little boy.

Matthew blamed himself then...

and Matthew blames himself now.

He can't move on.

His clothes, his music, his bedroom...

all Daniel's.

Matthew was a good boy.

He is a good boy.

I ask the court, please,

don't send my good boy away again.

Thank you, mrs Flynn.

The court will adjourn for a short recess at this time.

Ghosts by Japan.

You all right?

- Thought you weren't coming. - Car trouble.

- Where's your mum? - I didn't come with mum.

- Hey. - You all right?

I'd love one, yeah. Thank you.

Cheers.

- Are you all right? - Yeah, I've been all right, yeah.

I'm, er... I'm sorry I didn't come sooner.

God, I don't know what to say...!

No, mate. Don't say nothing, you're all right.

Have you, er... have you heard the new cure album?

No, I haven't. Tell me about it, please. Tell me everything.

It's really good. You're going to love it.

I'll go put these in the bin.

I'm glad you got a place.

Thanks.

I mean, it's not ours, but it'll be fine, until it's...

- We get sorted, you know? - It'll be better than here.

- I'm sorry. - I'm only joking.

I'm glad for you.

Ok, everyone, that's your lot.

Look, I will pay you back one day,

- for everything that you've done for us. - You don't need to.

Leanne told me what you did, and...

I think you're a hero.

See you soon, and I'll write every few days.

I love you.

Yeah, I love you.

Mo, can I buy an hour on your phone, please, mate?

You going to make a call for an hour, lad?

No, I want to listen to summat.

- Box of cup-a-soup and a wham bar, yeah? - Yeah, sound.

Here y'are.

Nice one, mate. Thank you.

- - Hi, dad! - I'm hoping you can play this,

but assuming you can,

I've recorded the new cure album for you,

and some other new stuff I think you might like.

Plus some old stuff I know you love.

Anyway... I love you, dad.

And I'm proud of ya.

Enjoy.

Just like heaven by the cure