All language subtitles for The.Outlaws.S01E01.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

It's only £29.99.

Yeah, but where will you
wear it?

You never do anything
except go to school or study.

Yeah.

I've got library books
that have been out more than me.

Exactly.
I mean, why waste your money

on something that will never
get worn, darling?

OK, let's go.

I have to pick up your dad's
athlete's foot powder.

I'd hate to miss that,
but can I meet you at the car?

Alright,
but don't be long.

I've only got ten minutes left
on the parking.

Excuse me, Miss.

I need to look in your bag.

Why?

Can I look in your bag,
please?

We've got a runner, boys.

"Ring Of Fire"]

- Oh!
- I'm sorry. Sorry!

Stop!

a burning ring of fire

- Sorry!

Rani?

What's going on?

Do you remember what's
special about today, sweetie?

- Um, Grampa's coming to stay.
- That's right.

Grandpa is funny and charming,

and you're gonna like him
very much,

but I do need you to remember
one thing while he's here.

I need you to remember
that Grandpa

is a lying, thieving,
selfish old bastard.

Good luck.

Good luck, bro.

And what is Grandpa?

A lying, thieving,
selfish old bastard.

- Who can...
- Who can never be trusted.

Good girl.

Safe travels, Frank.

Greetings and felicitations.

Margie,
did you change your hair?

Quite possibly, Frank,

in the eight years
since I last saw you.

This young buck must be Tom.

Hey dude, what's happening?

Lord, oh, lord, who's this
beautiful princess? Mwah!

- Holly.
- What a pleasure.

Where are we setting up,
please?

Between the hours
of 7pm and 6am

you will remain
in this residence

and the light will remain green.

If you travel more than
two meters from this residence,

the light turns red.
Is that clear?

Crystal.
What happens if it turns red?

You get a little visit
from the police.

Ooh.

I'll show myself out.

Thank you for your service.

Why were you in prison?

- It was a misunderstanding.
- Grandpa misunderstood

that you can't forge signatures
on checks.

Ooh! Ahh!

What's a check?

Listen, aright?
Yep, yep.

I do. Can I speak?
Thank you.

I'm asking for two poxy weeks.

- No phones allowed.
- What?

Back through the machine.
Empty your pockets.

Alright, Captain, slow down.

Just a middle-aged white man.

All I'm carrying are keys
and unwanted back fat.

No, listen, no. The Chinese deal
is going through.

- No phones allowed!
- What?

- No phones allowed.
- No phones allowed.

I have to call you back.

- And the bag.
- And the bag!

Listen, I'm a businessman
from Bristol,

not a jihadi bride.

- Are you wearing a belt?
- I am wearing a belt, yes.

I like it when my trousers
stay up. That OK?

Thank you.
Where am I going, please?

Be careful, darling.
Just do whatever they tell...

This way.

Hi there. I'm Greg.

I'm six foot seven inches tall,
and no, it's not in proportion.

If it was in proportion,
I'd be eight foot three.

Greetings and felicitations.

High pockets!
What's tickin', chicken?

Uh, it's finger-licking,
chicken.

Good morning, ladies.

Can I just say,
you're both looking beautiful.

No, you can't.

He can't tell you
that you're beautiful?

We didn't ask him
for a verdict on our appearance.

Sorry, but I say it
like I find it, ladies.

You're both
a right couple of swooners.

Attention! Sit!

Some people...

think that Community Payback
is an easy option.

A soft touch.

It ain't.

You will repay
your debt to society

by working the number of hours
mandated by the court.

My name is Diane Pemberley.

I'm your supervisor.

And I can be a good guy...

or a mean bastard.

- Your choice.
- Good guy, please.

- You don't choose.
- You said it was our choice.

- It was a figure of speech.
- It wasn't entirely clear.

- Are you a trouble-maker?
- No, ma'am. Definitely not.

When I call your name,
say "here".

- John Halloran.
- Here. Shouldn't be.

- Frank Sheldon.
- What's the agenda, Brenda?

- Christian Taylor.
- Yo.

OK, what are you people
not getting? Just say "here".

- Myrna Okeke.
- Here in body, not in spirit.

I don't even know
what that means.

- Gregory Dillard.
- Yeah, that's me.

Can I just apologise for
the inappropriate joke earlier

about things
being in proportion.

To be honest,
it's not even that long.

Although it's quite flat.
Like a kipper.

- Just say "here".
- Yeah, here. Yeah. Here.

Rani Rekowski.

- Here.
- Thank you.

You each have
over a hundred hours to serve.

You have been tasked

with restoring this
into a community centre

for the local community.

You will work four hours
each visit.

Only when I am happy
with the work you have done

will I log those four hours.

Take another one.

During clean-up duty,

if you find a deceased animal
over ten kilos,

do not touch it.

That is the council's business.

Anything under ten kilos -
vermin, cats, a small dog -

that is yours.

- Can we keep it?
- No, you may not.

Now, you may be wondering
about faeces.

You read my mind.

If you find human faeces,
do not touch it.

You may handle
other species' faeces.

- Can we keep it?
- No, you may not.

You are here
for the next four hours, people.

You may begin!

So, why are you here?

Uh, oh, well,
I'm here because, uh,

even though I run a successful
company making brake pads,

pay my taxes,
employ fifty-two people,

we have
a criminal justice system

that kowtows to the right-on
leftie liberal brigade.

- I'm a right-on leftie liberal.
- Are you sure?

Seems like you can't really call
yourself a leftie these days

unless you're
a disabled transgender vegan

with a nut allergy
who makes their own soap.

Are you reading that straight
off the Daily Mail website?

Well, they're not wrong
about everything.

I'm just saying,
you watch yourself.

Nothing the lefties like more
than eating their own.

Unless they contain nuts.

You're working too hard.

You think it matters
if we clear this crap up or not?

They just want to give us
something to do.

I'd slow down if I were you.
You might burn yourself out.

Also, you're making me look bad.

What are you in for?

I stole some stuff.

Why would someone proper-smart
be stealing stuff?

Who says I'm proper-smart?

Well, I saw your bag,
and it said Oxford University.

My mum bought that

when I went to interview
at Oxford University.

Did you get in?

Well, yeah,
but I'm not proper-smart.

I just have parents

who never bought me a toy
that wasn't educational.

- Oi, Miss Rekowski.

Less flirting, more exerting.

No, I'm not flirting.

I'm not.
I wasn't flirting.

She weren't flirting.
I was.

Sorry.

What's wrong?

Hi, Gabby.

Alright, Gabby?

Hi, Gabby.

Nice to see you again.

Whoa!
If I was thirty years younger...

You'd still be twice her age.

Thank you.

Did you know on Twitter
everyone's been debating

who you were gonna wear today?

Today is about me learning
from my mistakes

and people are worrying
about what I'm wearing?

That is sick.

Who are you wearing?

It's a Stella McCartney.
The Vampire's Wife.

- And shoes are Isabel Marant.
- Lovely.

Am I supposed to know
who she is?

That's
Lady Gabriella Penrose-Howe.

She was on that reality show
where posh people had to give up

their mobile
phones and their assistants.

It was called "No Service".

- I don't own a TV.
- Too busy making vegan soap?

No. Too busy reading books.
You should try it.

- I read books.
- Yeah?

Any that aren't about the SAS?

Hi. Hi, friends.
I'm Gabby. Hi.

Hi!
Hi, I'm Lady Gabby.

My preferred pronouns
are she, her and herself.

I'm John. Bloke.

- I'm so sorry I'm late.
- I'm in charge here!

Seriously?
Sorry, that came out wrong.

- Yeah, it did come out wrong.
- Gabby!

They can't be here.
You can't be here! Go!

Go! Private property!
Back!

Scram!

What are you wearing?

Oh, it's Stella McCartney,
this is a Vampire's Wife,

and shoes are Isabel Marant.
Thanks for asking.

No, I don't mean, "Ooh, what are
you wearing" cos I'm interested,

I mean, "what are you wearing" -
that is not appropriate.

Put this on.

- Do I have to?
- Yeah, it's not a fashion show.

You're here
cos you committed a crime.

The person who designed this
committed the crime. I mean...

someone call the Fashion Police.
Am I right?

No, you're not right,
Michael McIntyre.

I'm docking you two hours
for being late.

Do you want another two
for being a smart aleck?

- No.
- Right answer.

Toilet break's
at my discretion.

- Any questions?
- Yeah, what is this?

- Hoe.
- Excuse me?

Yo.

Respect.

What is that?

It's a... it's a gang sign.
You're not...

No, it's Mr. Spock's
Vulcan salute from Star Trek.

- I don't think so.
- Yeah, it is.

Oh, yeah, that...
What am I thinking of, then?

What gang was you trying to rep?

West Side, please. Dre, Tupac...
Snoop, that whole crew.

Oh, here. I got you.

Here you go. Like that.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Good.

Maximum respect.

Rekowski!
Walk with me.

Well, live long and prosper.

What a nerd.

So, your mum spoke to me.

Said you have a scholarship.

To Oxford University.

Yeah, sorry about that.

She literally
does tell everyone.

Must be a pretty smart doughnut.

- Don't you mean 'smart cookie'?
- They both work.

Yeah, I know all about
higher education.

I'm gonna apply
to become a police officer,

and education helps with that.

So, I'm actually studying
for a degree myself.

Oh, really,
where are you studying?

Have you heard of
QuickieDegree.com?

Yeah, I get their ads
in my spam folder.

Well, your mum said

Oxford are threatening
to revoke your scholarship.

They haven't made
a final decision.

Apparently, they want you to get
three A's in your A-levels

and a letter of commendation
from your supervisor.

Guess who that is?

- Is it you?
- As I said...

you're a smart doughnut.

- Cookie.
- They both work.

I'll expect you to work hard.

Show remorse.

Prove that you can learn
from your mistakes.

I will.

And I need you.

"Need me"?

To be my eyes and ears.

Keep me posted on what's being
said and done behind my back.

I don't feel comfortable
snitching.

Oh, no, don't think of it
as snitching.

Think of it as collaborating.

That sounds worse.

Only cos it has connotations
with the Nazis.

Yeah, that might be it.

Your future depends

on whether or not
I write that commendation.

You need my help, I need yours.

Quid pro quo.

Do we have a deal?

As I said, I can be a good guy
or I can be a mean bastard.

Your choice.

Good girl.

This must be a mistake, sir.

Rani's not a thief.
Tell him your news. Go on.

- Mum, he doesn't care.
- Tell him.

I got accepted
into Oxford University.

With a full scholarship.

Why do you always
leave that out?

So, you see, sir,

my daughter is a genius,
not a thief.

What is going on?

Is this the first time

you've taken something
without paying, Rani?

Yes.

How many of these
do you want to watch?

How many are there?

All the hard work
you've done just thrown away.

For what?

Some sequined purses
and miniskirts?

It's so humiliating.

Jerzy, are you going
to say anything?

If you lie, cheat
or steal again...

there is no place for you
in this family.

Jerzy, I didn't mean...

You wanted me to talk,
I'm talking.

If you get so much as a parking
ticket from this moment on...

you are dead to us.

Rekowski!

Let's go in now.

Come on.

Hey, can you take my picture
for Instagram?

What did your last servant
die of?

I think it was just old age.

You have actual servants?

Daddy does, yeah,

but you can't call them
servants anymore.

They prefer 'staff'.

Will you take my picture,
please?

Why do you want a picture
of this dump?

For my followers.

You have followers?
What, like Jesus?

Oh, no, I'm not like Jesus.
He only had twelve.

I've got 1.2 million.

No, look, I do understand
what you're saying,

and we've been banking with you
since 1980.

It's, like,
a couple of little hiccups,

and thank you for forty years
of business, now piss off.

- Oi! No phones.
- Yes, one second, please.

I'm just trying to keep
a roof over my kid's heads.

I'm meeting with the Chinese
today and I will make them sign.

- Give me your phone.
- Just go away. How about that?

I need two weeks
for the money to come through.

The Chinese will sign.
The Chinese will sign.

- Thank you very much indeed.
- Three, two, one.

There you go.
Thank you so much.

No more calls.
You're here to work.

That was work!
OK?

This is detention.

You ever have Chinese wine?

What?

If you do business
with the Chinese,

they'll want to drink with you.

Makes them feel
they can trust you.

Chinese call it Guanxi.

Well, thank you for that advice,
Confucius.

Do you want to get back
to shovelling shit?

Be warned, though, if they
bring out the ol' Chinese wine

cos that neck oil is lethal.

When I was in Beijing,

I knew a tiny Chinaman
who'd drink me under the table.

We don't say "Chinaman"
nowadays.

The political correctness
brigade have ruled

you can't say
Chinaman anymore.

You can still say Englishman,
Irishman and Scotsman, though,

so at least our jokes are safe.

Oh, bless.

I know you white blokes have
had it good since the bronze age

and the last couple of years
might have been a bit confusing,

but if you find yourself
thinking, "Is this offensive?"

just assume that it is
and go about your business.

Oi! Are you lot working
over there or gassing?

We're working, boss!

Harder than a prostitute
with two mattresses.

I think it's too risky.

Me too.

No one asked your opinion, bruv.

Yeah, it's risky,
but do we got another play?

Say the word,
and I'll do it right now.

No, no, not yet.

We need more leverage first.

I went to this epic
music festival in Goa

called the Festival of Peace
and Light. Have you been?

- No.
- Just... one second.

Mm, want some?

No, no, no.

Hey, bruv. You want some piff?
It's high grade.

Thanks,
but I'm good for piff.

The Festival of Peace and Light
actually inspired me

to organise a music festival
of my own.

Like Glastonbury?

Less muddy, more magical.

So, there's gonna be
luxury yurts, regular yurts,

slam poetry, yoga,
Ed Sheeran, I mean...

everything you've ever
wanted, right?

You know me so well.

You sure you don't want
some piff?

Alright, why not?

...exactly. Hey!

Put that out, will ya?

Not getting extra hours
cos of your sort.

- "Your sort"?
- Yeah!

The sort that would rather
stand there smoking a joint,

stealing, dealing drugs,
whatever,

than just doing
a decent day's work.

Oh, stealing, dealing drugs -

why you saying that,
cos he's black?

- Because he's here.
- So are you, mate.

Yeah,
because of his sort.

- Come here, give me the joint.
- What? What are you doing?

- Just give me the joint.
- Stop it. Stop!

That's enough!

What are you doing?

- Alright... stop!

Stop it!

An eye for an eye
makes the whole world blind.

Cut it out!

Right now!

Who's this belong to?

- It's his.
- No, it ain't.

Somebody owns up, or everyone
gets five more hours.

- You can't do that.
- He can do that.

- Mr. Wilder's a senior officer.
- Whose is it?

I've just told you whose it is.
It's his.

Ask her, she knows.

If you know something,
speak up.

I-I... I...

- Well...
- It's mine.

No, it isn't.
It's mine.

Five more hours
for both of you.

Why is he getting
five more hours?

For lying.

Do you want five more hours
for sticking your nose in?

Yeah. You should give me
five more for this as well.

You all seem to have forgotten

that you're all here
instead of jail.

So, try not to forget this.

Any of you lot walk,
talk or think out of line,

I will make sure
that all of you

spend the rest of your hours
behind bars.

- Understood?
- Yes.

Yeah. Yes.

Alright, pack up, people.
We'll do it all again tomorrow.

Apart from the fighting.

And the ganja.

Sir?

I did actually
have things under control.

In what universe
is pot-smoking junkies wrestling

'having things under control'?

Thank you.

'Good luck, Daddy.'

'Mum says if the meeting
goes well, we can have pizza!'

'I did say that, yes.

'OK, good luck, sweetheart.
We love you so much.'

Oh, this is sick.

Es. Es, take that off.
Come on, let's go.

Yo, check it out.

Virtual reality.

She's walking around a club
in Miami right now.

Come on, Es.
Let's go.

- Shit, man.
- Home, now.

You seem tense, blud.
They do virtual porn.

You should have a tug,
let off some steam.

- Come on, let's go.
- Here, Es.

Take this fifty.
Buy yourself something nice.

- She don't want it.
- Yeah, I do. It's free money.

No, it's not.
Let's go.

Es, I'll hold it for you,
yeah?

Yeah.

Why do I have to keep
telling you all the time?

Stop hanging with these people.
Come on...

And we're very proud
of the fact

that from those
humble beginnings

we now find ourselves
standing here

in this 50,000
square foot space.

But let's, uh,
let's talk more about, uh...

the family side of the business.

Where we've come from and really
where we intend to go.

You really see
the year-on-year growth,

and it's this growth
that will mark

a significant return
on your investment.

And make a partnership
with Halloran and Son

the only sensible choice.

I'm very sorry.
Please excuse my daughter.

She loves all things British.

One Direction.
Little Mix.

Brooklyn Beckham.

Well, um, on behalf of Britain,
I can only apologise.

- Yes

Our company has built
an impeccable reputation

for integrity and honesty.

So, I hope
this doesn't offend you,

but is there anything
that we should know

about you or your father

that could bring our company
into disrepute?

There is not.

I'm sure you'd agree that
business is based on trust.

Why should we entrust
our money to you?

Um...

Why should, why...
Yes, um...

Why?

You, uh...
you keep your family close.

Maybe one day when you retire,

your daughter there
will take the company reins...

if she can stay off her phone
long enough.

My, uh...

My father built this company
from nothing.

Worked every hour God gave.

Never... Never bellyached,
never asked for a hand-out.

On the day he retired, he had
four bidders begging to buy.

But he didn't sell.

He handed the business to me.

And, uh... I asked him,
I said, you know, why?

Why me? And, um...

He told me, he said,
"Trust, son,

"is the key to any relationship,
business or otherwise.

"And who can you trust
if you can't trust family?"

This is a family business,
Chairman Yang.

You place your trust in me,

and you become part
of that family.

And, sir,
I never let my family down.

Mr. Halloran, if you prepare
the contracts for review,

we'd like to sign tomorrow.

That's, uh... that's great.

That's great.

Right, well,
I don't know about you,

but I always find closing deals
very, very thirsty work.

So, uh, please,
grab a glass and, uh...

- I met a girl today.
- Player.

I want you to talk to her
about school.

I know you're mad at me, but...

why've you got to hang out with
them when I told you not to?

This is our family.
Yeah?

You and me.
Not them.

You're not my family.
You're a joke.

I'm your brother.

- Show some respect.
- Respect what?

They're down there
getting in a Range Rover.

You're up here, unpeggin'
your little sister's underwear.

What were
the other people like?

Fine.

Did you do everything
you were told?

Yeah.

Is this our fault?

Did we do something?

No.

We were too soft on you.

We should've set
more boundaries.

We should never have taken the
parental control off Netflix.

Mum...

Mum, it's not your fault.

You promise me,
whatever this was about...

this is the end of it.

Promise.

- Margie.
- Put it down.

I'd like to help.

I don't need your help.
Put that down.

Put it down.

While I was inside,
I had time

to think about all the people
I effed around in my day.

You're top of the list, Margie.

- I want to make that right.
- Oh, yeah?

On my life.

Don't promise on your life.
Don't you dare.

You have fooled me
10,000 times, not again.

I said that you could stay
until the tag comes off.

After that, I don't want you
in my or my kids' lives

a second longer,
is that clear?

Crystal.

Fuck!
Will you keep it down?

Fucking human pipe cleaner.

Sorry.

You OK?

- Chinese wine.
- Whoo, I told you.

- Lethal.
- Yeah.

Oh, Diane, I raised my voice
to you the other day.

That was completely
unacceptable,

and I would like to apologise.

Accepted.

Yeah, in other news, I've got
to be somewhere by four today

to close a very important
business deal.

I was just wondering
if you could let me go

just a little bit early.

We finish at 3:30.

I know, but you could make
an exception for me today, OK?

Because I...
I cannot be late for this.

Being late is a serious offense
in Chinese business.

- So...
- Everyone finishes at 3:30!

Ah, you...
for Christ's sake, woman.

I'm just trying to keep
my business from going under.

But no, let's...
let's sweep some old CDs.

So...

what's your first impressions
of our little gang?

Everyone's a type.

A type?

Um, you've got
your right-wing blowhard,

left-wing militant,

Celebutante...

shifty old-timer...

and whatever the hell he is.

OK, what type am I?

The Bad Boy.

Why?

Why, is it
cos I've got all these tats?

You know, tattoos aren't
that rebellious anymore.

You know who has tattoos?

Dame Judi Dench.

Well, then Dame Judi Dench
is a straight up OG like me.

What type are you?

- Studious Asian good girl.
- Mm.

So, why does the "Studious
Asian good girl" shop-lift?

Probably because my dad
never gave me the freedom

to go to parties or hang out
in a bus shelter with friends.

Yeah, I've done that. It's not
as incredible as it sounds.

To be fair to my dad,

he grew up in Poland
under communism.

So, his idea of freedom
is drinking a can of Pepsi.

- Would you do me a favour?
- What kind of favour?

My sister's clever, like you.

Well, she's got her GCSE's soon,

and I just can't make her study.

Would you chat to her?

I mean, I'm not sure
what I'd say.

But if you think it would help.

- Yeah.
- OK.

Thank you.
I really appreciate it.

You OK?

Yeah, um...
uh, just gimme a second.

I just found a deceased animal,

but I can't tell
if it's over ten kilos.

- What we talking?
- We're talking a dead badger.

- You better show me.
- Roger that.

- Or should it be "bodger that"?
- What?

- "Bodger and Badger"?

What's my sister doing here?

Some men from London are
running their lines into ends.

She asked to help
roll up on them.

Well, that ain't happening.

She says she wants
to put in work, innit?

Think about it, yeah?

If I say no, that ain't woke.

In this post-"Me Too" era,

that kind of blatant sexism
can get you cancelled.

My sister ain't puttin' in
work for you.

Then who is?

Oh, shit, man.

I've paid my debts.

I ain't asking permission.

I'm telling you
someone's doin' dirt tonight,

and if it ain't you,
it's your little sister.

What do you want me to do?

They're sat in a trap house
in Lawrence Hill.

They've got a line with fiends

callin' from Bristol
to Penzance.

I need that phone.

They're just gonna hand over
the line because I ask nicely?

Nah.

That's why you need this.

- Put that away.
- Shut up, man.

Don't act like you ain't never
seen a strap before.

- Where's the spot?
- 23 Rossmore Avenue.

Look, if I do this for you,

Esme don't hang with you
no more.

And I ain't asking you,
I'm telling you.

Yeah, we'll call in
the council.

Hi, Clive, it's Diane.

Yeah, another code blue.
Fire up the incinerator.

We're talking dead badger.

Alright, roger that.

Or should that be "bodger that"?

I know, yeah.
I just thought of it now.

Alright, thanks Clive, bye-bye.

- You stole my joke.
- Do you want five more hours?

No.

Home time.
Tools away.

Great. Yeah.

Alright, come on,
let's pick up the pace, people.

Oi!
You don't give the orders.

OK, come on,
let's pick up the pace, people!

Everyone freeze.

Someone better explain...

about the gun.

A heat gun is missing.

Empty your pockets.
Open your bags.

I'm conducting a search.

Open your bag.

Files, headphones.

"She Gone -
Coping with Divorce".

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I just broke up with someone,
too. How long has it been?

Since Pancake Day last year.

She sent me out
to get a Jif Lemon

and when I came back,
she was gone.

People,
let's not get side-tracked

by Greg's failed marriage.

A heat gun is missing.

This is serious.

I'll buy you a new one. OK?
Can we please just go?

Is that yours, too?

- That one's his.
- No, it ain't.

Well, you're a liar and a thief.

Oh, his sort,
must be the thief.

You do know not every coloured
person is a living saint?

We don't say coloured person.
We say person of colour.

I'll give you £1,000 if you can
tell me the difference.

Why don't you just ask people
how they'd like to be described?

For instance, would you like to
be known as caveman or dinosaur?

Enough!

Pass it here.

- Is this your bag?
- I've never seen it before.

That's bullocks!
I've seen him with it.

So has she.

Is that true?

Three words.
Quid pro quo.

Is this his bag?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Everyone on the bus.

Hallelujah.
Thank you so much, Diane,

for those five minutes
we're never getting back.

Snitches get stitches.

Alright, leave her alone.

- There's a code.
- What's the code?

- No snitching.
- No snitching.

Yeah, the noble
criminal code, huh?

You can rob, steal and murder,
but telling on one another,

that's where we draw the line.

We're supposed
to stick together.

There's no "we" here.

Bup-bup-bup-bup...!

Empty out your pockets.
Bags go through the machine.

You've got to be kidding me!

I need to speak to you.

I've got somewhere to be.

No, I really need
to speak to you.

Rani!

- Oh, come on!
- Belt off, please.

Rekowski.

Go home.
This is not a Youth Club.

Uh, we were...
we were just talking about...

I'm sure
you'll see her again soon.

Go on, Valentino.
Off you go.

This'll surprise you,

but when I was your age...

I was unpopular, too.

Yeah, that is a shock.

I heard the talk.

You'll always get grief
for doing the right thing.

So, ignore 'em.

They're not your friends.

The only friend you have
around here is me.

And you did good today, OK?

It's going in your report.

Feel better?

What's going on here?

Oh, a heat gun
has gone missing, sir.

- I'm investigating.
- Investigating?

Well, good luck with that,
Columbo.

Rekowski, through the machine.

Excuse me.

Less talking,
more walking.

Anything?

What are you doing? You don't
have to take your shoes off.

It's not a bloody airport.

Looks like an airport,
doesn't it?

Metal detector and the...

Well, it isn't.
It isn't, right?

- Alright, next one.
- Looks like an airport.

- Wait, wait.

Step back! Step back!
Come back through, please, sir.

I need to conduct
a thorough search.

Is that allowed?

- Well, that's not mine.
- No, it isn't.

Property of Probation Service.
Nothing gets past me.

- I've caught the thief, sir.
- I'm not a thief.

If you'll pass me Her Majesty's
bracelets, I'll cuff him.

- Cuff me?
- Right, where's the heat gun?

Is it still on your person?

I'm gonna need
some rubber gloves as well!

- No, you're not.
- Walk very slowly.

You're not gonna need gloves.
We're not in Guantanamo Bay.

En route.
Come on.

Um...

That boy asked if I'd read
his sister's course work.

Can I tell him that's OK?

OK, quickly.

You tell your sister that I am
more than happy to help.

Whatever they're making you do,
please don't.

Rani.

Come on.

Come on!

- Hello, Dad.
- Did they sign?

- I'm just on my way.
- 'You're late!

'Jesus, I knew
I should've done this myself.'

Do I have to hold your hand
to sign your own bloody name?

No, Dad...
Everything's fine.

'To be late is offensive
in Chinese business.'

Yeah, I'm...
I'm aware of that.

By God,
if you screw this up, I...

'Just call me when it's done!'

I'm...

Define metallic bonding.

The electrostatic attraction

between delocalised electrons
and positive metal ions.

Hmm. Correct.

What is the octet rule?

Elements combine
in a covalent compound

with eight electrons
in their outer shell.

- Are they bothering you?
- No.

Hey.

Hey! Can you keep
the noise down, please?

My daughter
is studying up here.

Fuck off!

They have all the privileges
in the world,

and they choose
to waste their lives.

Huh! Good.

More opportunities for you.

Which of these is the best
conductor of electricity?

Sodium, magnesium or alu...

Aluminium.

Correct.
Very good.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Oh, I just, uh... had a meeting
with some, uh... new suppliers.

Anyway, the exciting part, huh?

I think we've got
all the paperwork sorted,

so now all we need
is your signatures.

Is... everything OK?

'An eye for an eye
makes the whole world blind.'

'Stop!'

I can help with that.

Well, I managed without
your help during puberty,

two divorces,
and my mother's dementia,

so I'm pretty sure

I can scrape the paint
off an old door without you.

What's that?

A heat gun.

For stripping paint.

- Did you steal it?
- No.

- Frank?
- I borrowed it.

Plug it in.

Hey, bro.

Open up, bro.

- It's me, man.

Who's there?

Hey, bro,
I just need two b's, bro.

Eh, no man,
you've got the wrong place.

Please,
I've got the money on me now.

- I just need b's, man.
- Hey, man, I said fuck off.

What are you doing, man?

Sit down.

You, move!

Now!

- Where's the line?
- What line?

Don't mess with me, man.
Where's the phone?

What the fuck
are you talking about?

I'm not gonna ask you again.
Where the fuck is the phone?

Under the rug, man.

I dare you.

You don't wanna do this, man.
Tell him!

Hey, bro,
you're making a mistake, man.

Do you know who you're robbing,
blud?

You don't want to walk out
that door with that bag, bro.

I'm telling you that right now.

Hey!

Go, go, go!
Go! Go!

Hey! Come on!

Sweetheart.

Did they sign?

Of course.

- We're out of the woods?
- Absolutely.

Oh, thank God.

Thank God.

Did you tell your dad
the good news?

Yeah.
I told him.

Well done, sweetheart.
I am so proud of you.

Thank you.

"A Second Opinion"]

gets a lucky chance or two

for your cards to fall

to see you break

again and again

you'd start to bleed

at your ankles

burn your eyes

walk away this time?

Evening, Sarge.

- Lucy.
- Hmm?

- This just came in?
- Mm.

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