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They know that it's over now,

you're going to court and they can't

stop you doing that.

Enough okay, I am out.

It's not as simple as that.

You hear anything you don't like, you press the button.

You're not hearing me.

These guys are gonna kill you.

We select a room in your flat, most likely upstairs.

And we turn it into what's called a strong room.

Last line of defence.

It will have a reinforced steel door.

Sealed, unbreakable windows.

And a phone.

If the light's flashing red, you've got a problem.

You want it solid green and then you're in business.

The nurse said I could stay the night.

'cos it's a private room or something.

Only way anyone gets in here...

is if someone lets 'em in.

Alright bro... Good luck Po, yeah.

Oi, man.

You going now?

Yeah.

Dump it, yeah?

Don't be bringing it back here.

-Oh.

Sorry, Boss, just slipped.

Oi,

sort yourself out, man.

That's a lot of money you owe me, Joe, yeah?

You ready to become a man now then, yeah?

Yeah.

Ey?

I said you ready or what?

Good man.

Go on.

Okay.

Oh where are you?

Kyle?

Kyle, is that you, love?

You can't run from me!

The door's made of steel. You can't get through.

Fuck!

I've activated the alarm. I've activated the alarm.

I've activated the alarm.

-Hey, can you hear me!? -Shut up!

I've activated the alarm you can't...

Can you hear me?

Shut! up!

I've activated a silent alarm.

It doesn't matter.

It's already gone through to the police.

It doesn't matter if you've cut the power.

-No.

It doesn't matter if you've cut the power,

it can only be disabled by the police, it...

Police!

You're starting to get it, yeah?

No!

No one... is gonna save ya.

Fuck!

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Help Me!

Please!

Come on.

-Come on, come--

-Fuck.

Come on.

Oh God!

Po, you good?

I want to know when it's done, okay?

Please, just leave.

Are you listening to me?

Do yourself a favour and go before anyone comes. Just go.

Give up, it's over.

Hello?!

Can you hear what I'm saying to you?

It is over!

Just go!

Just go.

What's going on?

Eh?

Don't make me call you again.

Understand?

What do you think?

It'll be his first little toy.

Put it in his cot to keep him company.

Don't worry, right, I've got time to train him up-

he won't bite.

So?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's great.

Y'know I'm gonna do it this time, Jo.

All right?

Once the baby comes it's just...

well, that's the focus that I need, yeah.

I can feel it.

I'm going to stay clean.

Look, I promise.

Good.

Because you know, love, there is nothing I want more.

Hello?

I know you're still there.

I'm talking to you, can you hear me?

I am talking to you!

You can't come in here.

I'm not coming out.

It's over!

Do you understand me?

It's fucking over!

Mom!

-Mom!

-Mom!

Mum, please can you open the door?

Mum, are you awake?

Mum. Please can you open the door!

Have I still lost, you reckon?

Please don't hurt him.

I'll make him go.

Mum, please, can you open the door?

Mum!

-All right, love? -What's happening?

Why aren't you answering your phone?

Oh, erm, I left it downstairs.

I was asleep.

Dave needs money for the cab.

I told him he didn't need to walk me up.

No.

No, still, probably a good idea though, ey?

Mum? The money?

Uh...

yeah.

Yeah. One second. Yeah?

There you go, darling. There you go.

Why are you being so weird?

Yeah, erm.

Listen, can you, erm...?

Would you mind going back to the hospital

and staying with Nan tonight?

She's asleep.

Yeah, yeah I know, I just...

I'd just feel a lot better.

Would you mind?

I've got school tomorrow.

Oh, I know.

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

-I'm tired. -Kyle, please.

-Can't I just go in? -Kyle.

Look...

the thought of Nan alone.

After what happened. I j--

Please.

Just go back to the hospital with Dave.

Now.

Fine.

Good boy.

You're so weird, man.

I love you.

-Get in there.

Got you right where I want you now, don't I?

Don't even talk, yeah?

Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Are you scared?

Yeah?

You should be...

You're fitter up close, you know that?

We were joking about it but, Troops is right,

you are quite fit, you know.

I mean I was saying "nah man, she's miles past it."

But I didn't notice those nice legs.

These nice lips.

How old are you?

Did I say you could speak?!

You know what, sit down!

Sit down!

See the other guy, yeah?

He just broke.

We burnt up his van,

climbed in his garden, the guy was terrified.

Practically knocked down the police station door,

to get his name taken off the witness list.

But you...

We messed with your son.

We trashed your shop.

We put your mum,

we put your mum in hospital.

You could have walked away and all this, yeah? Would've gone.

What's it even matter to you anyway?

Some guy you ain't even met,

killed some junkie you ain't even met.

Just let it go, for fuck sake!

Yeah?

And now,

now you're gonna die for it.

It's dumb, man.

Where's your boy's dad?

Cos like I said,

you're quite fit.

You know, for an old woman.

Okay.

I mean not like old, old, you know, just like quite old.

Like, a mum.

Yeah.

Yeah like a mum.

How long have you had him in your pocket?

Him?

The police?

What's it matter to you?

What was it?

Was it money?

It was fucking anything.

Police pay is shit.

Oh, don't take it personal.

All police are scum like that, trust me.

You know, I know kids like you.

Yeah?

Yeah?

What do you know?

What do you know about kids like me?

I know that you think you've got no other choice.

I know that deep down, you're just scared.

Scared?

Scared?

I've never been scared in my life.

I walk down the street and I've got,

I've got grown fucking men

crossing the road, to get out of me way.

I go in a shop where I'm from yeah,

and they know me.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

They're handing out freebies.

Scared.

Scared.

People get scared, when they've got stuff to lose.

What have I got to be scared of?

Everyone has something.

You, you don't know.

I did it because of you... Okay?

-You. -What?

I did it because of you!

Your mates! Your boss!

I wanted to hurt the people that hurt me.

You wanna know where my husband is? Well...

he died when my son was five.

He was an addict.

He was trying not to be.

But you guys, just wouldn't let him go.

Freebies, deals, coming to his work,

coming to our house.

Every time he got clean, you were just there again,

getting your fingers in him and dragging him back in.

The night he died, he was trying to break into a house.

He fell off a garage roof and...

...smashed his head on the pavement.

When they gave his phone back to me,

the last message was from you lot.

It said "two for one deals, all weekend. While stocks last."

"While stocks last."

like it's fucking B and Q or something.

What's this guy to you, what's it matter if he goes to prison?

You still want to push drugs, there's...

plenty other dickheads around, you can do it for.

Well,

see Jodie,

I enjoy it.

Right.

'Cos it seems to me like you hate it.

You know, you're gonna spend the best part of your life,

in a prison cell after this.

While other kids your age are out having fun.

Oh I'll be having fun, Jodie.

Don't you worry about me.

You're joking right? You'll be the first up against the wall.

You mean nothing to them--

You know, why didn't you leave, huh?

What?

If you, if you hate us, so much,

why didn't you just take your husband and leave, yeah?

'Cos you know what I see when I see someone like him?

I see a cashpoint.

And I'm not being cold, yeah? That's just the truth.

Why am I gonna let that go?

I am never gonna let that go.

So why didn't you just take your husband and leave?

Yeah? You should have stood by him,

instead of letting us get to him.

You could have protected him.

You... It's your fucking family isn't it?

You have no fucking idea!

I had a son, coming home from school

seeing his dad passed out on the sofa.

Riding in the back of ambulances

like it was a normal thing on a Tuesday night.

No, I was protecting my son!

Something your piece of shit mother

would know nothing about!

Fuck you!

Right.

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

You know nothing of my mother.

You know nothing of my fucking family!

Don't you ever fucking bring up my mother again.

I could kill you right now.

Right here, so easy it is.

Shut up!

Shut up!

So, thanks for coming to meet me, Phillip.

Your teacher, Mister Lookman, we go all the way back!

He says you're quite smart when you want to be.

Which most of the time you don't!

Help yourself.

Thanks.

So, listen.

Mister Lookman thought you might be looking for a job.

Might help with the situation at home,

bit of money in your pocket,

take it back to your mum and whatnot.

Right.

There's just the two of you, yeah?

No, I've got a little brother too, but, he's young.

Okay.

I got all these flyers for the restaurant that need delivering.

Couple of hours at the weekend, couple of hours after school.

Easy right?

And erm...

How much do you pay?

Look, there's no minimum for under sixteens,

so bear in mind, I could pay a lot less than this.

But I pay minimum wage, four sixty-two an hour, fair's fair.

Four sixty-two?

Oi, Gabi can you come here a sec?

Wait here.

You're Phil, right?

Scotty's mate?

Handing out flyers.

Slave labour Phil.

Trust me!

All right.

You wanna make some real money,

just give me a call.

See you later, yeah?

Yeah.

Okay, okay. I'm back, I'm back!

I'm telling you Phillip, this is the thing about business,

you're always on call!

Always!

So! What you think, Mister Dragons Den?

You ready to jump on the career ladder?

Think about it.

But remember when I was your age

if you see an opportunity...

Where are you from?

Not round here, that's for sure.

Seems like you're a long way from home.

From what?

You know, when I first had...

Kyle, I was practically a teenager.

I couldn't do it.

I didn't know what to do with myself. I--

I didn't know what to do with him. I--

I just wanted to be out with my mates, having fun.

What I didn't want was a kid.

I was too proud to ask for help,

and too selfish to look after him.

What I'm trying to say is...

I could have gone...

another way, you know.

Yeah but you didn't.

'Cos you're a fighter, innit?

Like me.

Uh...

Well, I... I guess I just got lucky.

It was Kyle, you said, yeah?

Is he good to you, your son, yeah?

He is yeah, some... sometimes.

You keep tabs on him don't you?

Proper strict mum.

Jodie's son, Kyle.

What's your name?

They call me Po

Yeah well, what's your real name?

Phil.

Phil?

Well, you were right, Phil.

About what?

I should have left.

I should have taken my husband

and got him as far away from here as possible.

I should have taken him somewhere he could recover,

somewhere he could be safe, but instead the...

all right the-- the truth is... I threw him out.

I threw him out and told him to cope by himself.

I mean what kind of wife does that?

What kind of person does that?

You know, they told me

when he hit his head,

it took him four and a half hours to die.

Four and a half hours, just--

just lying there in the rain.

I can help you.

No.

I can help you.

It doesn't have to be like this.

You can walk away.

You have other choices now.

Phil.

Phil, listen to me.

I can make things better.

Phil, look at me.

Phil,

it doesn't have to end like this, okay?

I have friends that I can take you to.

And they can get you out of this gang.

How can your friends get me out of this?

-Look at me. -You!

You don't know anything.

-No, I do! -No! You don't!

You can't fucking help me, Jodie.

Get up!

Get up!

Get the fuck up!

Get up!

You can't fucking help me!

There's no escape for me now, Jodie.

There's no fucking escape.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Me and Kyle, we need to get somewhere safe.

What time did you leave here last night?

You didn't see anything suspicious?

Patience. Nearly there now.