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'For adults only, containing scenes
of sex and graphic violence which
some viewers may find disturbing,

with strong language
from the outset and throughout.'

CAMERA SHUTTER

FOOTSTEPS

East Green Road, Tottenham.

KNOCKING

DISTANT SIRENS

(WHIMPERS JOYFULLY)Hey, hey, you old softie.
You're gonna have us all fucking going.

(Hello, Bess). Hello, Bessie.

Jace, come and see your cousin.
For fuck's sake!

What are you fucking doing up there?

TV ON LOW VOLUME

Who's this?

Bill.

Hello, Bill. There's
plenty of beer, have one.

What's that smell?

Hungry? Got a ham on. Ham and white
sauce? Parsley sauce without the parsley.

(LAUGHS) Parsley sauce
without the parsley.

Look at that!
Answer to a maiden's prayer(!)

We're going down the pub,
if you're up for it.

Go. Go on.

HEY, SKIN ON THAT SIDE!

HEY, MATE!

Russ, Russ, Russ... Hold that.

"Are you watching?
Watch this, this is a good one."

BOISTEROUS SHOUTING

CAR ALARMS BLARE

Are you still watching, Esther?

Wait.

Shall I be mother?

Medical checkup went all
right? Don't even notice it.

Wonders of modern science.

Ball and chain of the 21st century.

Doesn't bother me. No? If it
gets me outta there quicker,

they can stick a Kodak Instamatic
up my arse.

I brought these, do you mind?

This coffee's great.

What is it - espresso?
Continental Columbian?

Instant.(LAUGHS)

Don't shut it.

I like windows. You're clear on the
conditions of your release on licence,

as far as your victim is concerned?

You can't try to visit
or contact her in any way or form.

I know what you think of me.

A lot of people did a lot of
hard work making me realise...

it was my fault - nobody else's.

My value systems, my ego deficiency,
my problem up here.

And only I could do
something about it, and I have done.

End of story.

No. Beginning of story, I hope.

"Beginning of story, I hope."

TAPE REWINDING

We're probation officers,
not psychiatrists.

CDs, value systems, ego deficiency..

He's done his tariff, 6 years out of
12. You wanna throw away the key?

Yeah, he can talk the talk.
Question is, can he walk the walk?

(INAUDIBLE)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

What do you reckon, Esther?
She was nice, wasn't she?

(EXHALES) Think I'm in with a chance?

You lookin' at me?

(GANGSTER-LIKE) You lookin' at me?

You lookin' at me?

Thanks a lot. You're welcome.

It's a bit busy in here, isn't
it? Yeah, it's always like this.

So, what's the plan?

You have to promise not to laugh.

I won't laugh. There's a good
Bollywood movie. Bollywood?

♪ SINGING IN HINDI

MOVIE SOUNDTRACK

Didn't you like it?

I didn't say that.

Here it is.

I expect Mary's gone to bed
with a cup of hot cocoa.

Do you want a cup of hot cocoa?

No, I've never been a cocoa fan.

I have a bottle open in the fridge.

No, I don't think so.

OK.

It's been a nice night,

a weird night. "It has."

"You can come and watch me
get hammered, if you want."

"No, I'd better be going back."

All right.

ELECTRONIC CLICK

ģ Hey.

Hi.Ran you a bath.

Have you eaten? No, wasn't hungry. It's
gone 11.No matter, felt a curry comin' on.

It'll keep till tomorrow,
I'll freeze it. It'll taste better.

You go and have a soak.

TICKING CLOCK

You get everything done?

It's the Forth Bridge, never-ending.

Sorry about the time.

Nah. Sorry about you.

Got a lot on at the moment.

Buy him an eye patch.

Give him a parrot. Strap on a wooden leg.

I'm tired, Fred.

OK.

I like you, that's all.

LABOURED BREATHING

How's your window on the world?
Keeping his nose clean?

'Where's he going?'

'I'm not sure.'

He had a job interview
at Finsbury Park at 2.

He's not going to it, the bugger.

Where is he goin'?

Something must've come up.

Must it?

He's deliberately not looking up
long enough for us
to catch any road signs.

Ken, he's reading.
He's not taking in the sights.

So why did he go upstairs?
You're being paranoid. Am I?

Where is he going, Esther? I don't know.

He's getting off. Give me his file.

Ken, the most he's probably doing is
off to score some dope or something.

Adrienne.

The victim, Adrienne Deer -
10 Godwin Row, Enfield.

Maybe he's seeing someone else. It's a hell
of a coincidence. If you raise the flag now...

And what if we don't? He's
not stupid. No, he's not stupid.

My name's Ken Christie,
SPO at Hackney.

'A serious sex offender
is in your area,

he's broken one of his conditions
of licence by visiting his victim.'

'We'd like to pull him in.'

'Yes, it's 10 Godwin Row -
one-zero Godwin Row.'

'Jesus Christ.'

Hiya. Are you Sigourney?

You look just like your mum.

Adrienne.

Give her to me. BABY CRIES

These are for you.

Give her to me! I don't know if they're your taste, I don't
know anything about them... DROWNED OUT BY BABY WAILING

SIREN

(SOBS) Please, Carl, give her to me! HERE!

PLEASE! TAKE THE FLOWERS.BABY SHRIEKING

Put the baby down, sir.

BABY WAILS

..baby back.

OK, come with me. Quietly, come on!

BABY SCREAMING

It was like a peace offering.

No, Carl, like a weapon.

Look.

That's what she sees,
she's terrified.

You got her up against the wall.
Look, Carl.

I wanted to talk to her.

You wanted to intimidate her. I was
explaining.Harassing.No, begging! Scared!

Scary! Look. BABY SHRIEKING

BABY WAILS

"Put the baby down."

Do you have any idea
how much trouble you've caused?

I thought you'd be pleased. No, you didn't.

It's not about what I believe, Carl.

You're lucky she hasn't
pressed charges for assault.

She won't do that.

Wake up, Carl.

I can't do right for doing wrong,
can I?

Obviously not. I'll tell you this -
once more and you're back inside.

You would be now,

except Esther did some
special pleading on your behalf.

I didn't know I had a guardian angel.

TICKING

Are you a baby?

I'm not.

(MOANS)

No. Wait a minute.

Sod "Wait a minute."

It has to be consensual.
Consensual? What the fuck is that?

"It means you have to say yes."

(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY)

Just say yes.

"Yes... yes. Bloody yes."

Jesus! Say "Hello, angel."

"What the fuck do you want?"

(PANTS) "Say it, say "Hello, angel."

Hello... angel.

Say it again. (PANTS) Hello, angel.

Keep sayin' it!(MOANS)
Hello, angel. (GROANS)

ORGASMIC GROANS

Was he coercing her in any way?

It's in his risk assessment.

What is? Inappropriate sexual behaviour.

Inappropriate to him... or to you?

People are strange, people are weird

OK, it's not nice. They're not
angels, but it doesn't mean...

Is there something...? No, I'm fine.

I thought you trusted him.

Yeah, I thought I did, too.

Go easy with that, mate.

What do you want?

I've been trying to call you,
there's no answer.

I don't answer the phone.
Can I talk to you? Why?

Don't look at that.
That's none of your business.

Sorry.

Did he send you?

No.

I just wanted to know
that you're all right.

I'm not all right.

Adrienne, if you weren't properly
informed, it's my fault. I'm sorry.

So you came to apologise.

Not exactly, no. So why
the fuck did you come?

I don't know, I'm sorry.

Do you know what he did?

I've read the... No. Do
you know what he did?

Dropped his car keys.

Ten minutes later he came back
for them and did it again.

I know.

I'm not an advocate for his actions,
I'm just trying to do my job.

That wasn't the worst thing.

Shall I tell you
what the worst thing was?

When I was giving birth
to my daughter and the pain started,

and I was holding
my husband's hands,

all I could think about was him.

The pain of him
and what he did to me.

Look at that.

What's the point of that, ey?

What's the fucking point of that? BREAKS

I'm sorry.

Who's the lucky girl? You are, honey.

Fuck you.

(I love my husband.)

(And I love my wife.)

(Husband.)

"Alan found it."

"Sexy."

"He doesn't like it."

"Does."

Don't. "Alice In Wonderland - I like it."

"You like that?"

"It's terrible, take it off.
Get it off! Get 'em off!"

Get 'em off, get 'em off. (GIGGLES)

(I love my wife.)

"(LAUGHS UNCERTAINLY) Wife?"

ELECTRONIC SCREECH

(MOANING)

MOANS INCREASE IN INTENSITY

(SIGHS)

(STRAINS)

(PANTS)

Esther, it's nice to see you.

What are you playing at, Carl? You've come
to see me? What the fuck are you playing at?

It was a joke. You're back inside.

You won't do that. Won't I? Why won't I?

Because it's not in your character.

It stops, right? The flowers,
following me home, all of it.

That wasn't too professional, was it?

Our relationship isn't very professional any
more. No? What is it then? It isn't anything.

Tell them. I don't care.

What do you care about? You know all about me, I
wanted to know about you. I'm not playing these games.

I thought we were having fun. Sure, watching
you have sex with some slag of a girlfriend(!)

She's not important. I don't
care. You blew it! It's over!

PHONE

STATIC
"Hello?"

Hello?

"Hello, it's me." Hello, you.

They said in work you'd gone home.

Yeah, I've got a headache.

"Ed and Fiona invited us over
for dinner, are you up to it?"

Mm, that'd be nice.

Staggering distance.

"All right, then.
It'd be a change to have a drink
and not worry about who's driving."

Both of us pissed in the same place
at the same time.

"Anything could happen." If you're lucky.

"Which I might be."

Which you might.

"(KISSES)"

(DISTRACTED KISS)DIALLING TONE

BEEPS

What should we do now -
something exciting?

We could take the car somewhere - the coast,
Brighton. "We could get the Eurostar."

"Go to Paris.""Lots of
cheese, I like cheese."

"Let's do it." And never have to come back.

No, we won't come back.

Snails and those little
wiggly things they use to eat them.

"There's someone else."

"She wants us to stop."

"Who is she?"

"She's an angel."

(MUFFLED SHRIEKS)

(GASPS DESPERATELY)

(WHIMPERS IN HORROR)

"(MUFFLED CRIES)"

I'm a probation officer,
he's a sex offender on licence.

He's in the car park underneath
Brenton House, East Green Road.

"Done."

"You and me now, angel."

"You and me."

SIREN

POLICE RADIOS

All right, come on, on the
floor. "Get on the floor!"

Gimme your arm! Gimme your arm! Esther!

Why did you do this?

ANGEL!

Christ. Jesus Christ.

Look, don't... don't think about it.

"Make sure
someone's there with you."

(VOICE TREMBLES) Yeah, I
will do. "Good. Rest, breathe."

Leave it to me, I'll get on to it.

Now, are you all right?

I don't know, wobbly.

DOG BARKS "They've got him."

That's the main thing.

"OK, bye."

(SNIFFS)

(SIGHS)

Excuse me, Ken. It's the police.
They're in reception for you.

Oh, just send them through.

TYPES

What's going on?

Do you think I need a shave?

Nah, fuck it.

OK, let's go.

Shit, I'm sorry. You all right?

Not very all right, no.

OK, I'll cancel. No, don't cancel. You go.

You sure? I'm not fussed.

No. Go, please. Go.Yeah?

OK, well done, boys(!)

Your madman. Your cockup. We've
got a man in hospital. All right, OK!

Where's he going? You tell me.

DOG BARKS

He knows we're watching him. Then why this
performance? Because he wants us to watch!

STEREO: ♪ VERDI: Nabucco

He could be heading home. Where's home? East Green
Road, Tottenham. That doesn't look like Tottenham,

unless it's had a face-lift. Past victim?
Other names, addresses, drinking buddies.

CAR ALARM BLARES

Oh, no.

"Hello, angel."

(WHIMPERS)

(SHRIEKS)

POTS CRASH

(WHIMPERS DESPERATELY)

(FRENZIED GASPS)

(PANICKED SOBS)

Go, Christie!

I trusted you.

Not gonna walk out on that trust,
are you?

(WHIMPERS)

Fucked. Fucked from behind.

Fucked by you.

No!

No, no, no, no, no. Naughty.

We don't do that.

We do this.

"Who's this?"

"(WHIMPERING CRIES)"

(SOBS) No... Please... Carl...

This is your 15 minutes of fame,
angel,

better look your best for the camera.

17 Dawson Road. Knife assault
in progress, get a car over there.

Sit down!

Ankles... tie them.

DO IT!

"(TERRIFIED WHIMPERS)"

(WHIMPERS)

ģ (HEAVING BREATH)

(I love you, Carl.)

I know.

I thought we had something special.

This is special.

This is perfect.

You, me...

Those who can, do.

"Those who can't, watch."

"You wouldn't want to hurt
your angel, would you?"

Angel?!

You're not an angel.

You're just a slag.

Don't...

..shut...

..your eyes.

You have to watch.

I thought you wanted to watch.

They want to watch.

(WHIMPERS)

ģ Darling, did you put a chain
on the front door?

I had to come in through the
back... Argh!(SCREAMS IN HORROR)

NOOOO!

(AGONISED SHRIEKS)

(ROARS)

(PANTS VIOLENTLY)

(LAUGHS)

ARGH! ARGH! ARGH!

(PANTS VIOLENTLY)

"Are you lookin' at me?"

Are you lookin' at me?

(BLOOD-CURDLING SCREAM)

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