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- We call it the dancing room.

(intense music)

Just the wallpaper's got ballerinas on it.

They took me there,

and a friend of his showed up.

I know him now, Paul.

- [Judge] Do you find the defendant guilty

or not guilty?

- [Jury Member] Not guilty.

- [Nelly] You tell him he will see me again!

- I did not do this! - You tell him

I will fucking end him!

- Tell him yourself.

- I roared at her and she pulled me out

and said she had nothing to do with it.

I mean, she'd know, wouldn't she?

You did.

- And you were that whole time

with a 15-year-old girl

that was put there for you to have, Melon.

- [Melon] It's a girl.

- Her name's Mavis and we can sit and chat.

- What, you, her and your dead dad?

- Mavis tells me what he says.

That's how it works.

But yeah. - Got to go.

- [Tams] I just want you to know.

- Yeah, thanks.

- You're feeling sorry and lighting candles for my kid.

And she's not dead.

She's not!

This is not the end of it!

- Please have to help me.

He's here, Gideon.

I'm sorry I let you down, I'm sorry.

Please come now, please.

I don't know what to do.

I swear, Nelly, I didn't do it.

I swear on my life! - Stop.

- Please, stop. Stop. - Where were you yesterday

between 5:00 p.m. and 9:00 p.m.?

- Goz, Lice are asking where I was yesterday.

Come up here when I need to remind myself where I am.

- [Grace] How come you forget?

- Ain't about forgetting.

God's honest, Grace, yeah?

Not a single word of a lie

if I'm gonna be any use to you.

- I heard Gideon.

I heard him.

The other one,

I don't know.

And I don't want to say it if I ain't sure.

But it must have been someone

'cause I heard the door slam.

- Slam like behind someone leaving?

What's up?

What?

What it is? - Fuck!

- Hey, hey, Grace. - Fuck!

- [Nelly] Grace, hey.

- Oh, my God. - Hey, hey, hey, Grace, Grace.

- What is it? - I can't stop.

It won't stop.

I can't stop

seeing the knife in him.

And him staring back up at me,

except he ain't.

- Look where you are.

What the fuck is over there, soppy-bollocks?

I'm talking about me!

Stood right here in front of you.

- Sorry.

- And it's got bugger all to do with sorry, either.

It's me and you who's gonna work this out.

Do you understand?

Piece by piece, it's me and you.

- Are you glad he's gone, though?

I bet you are. - You can't bark like that--

- Be well glad if I were you. - Stop!

- Why? - 'Cause it makes it sound

like you did it, darling.

- I swear on my life, Nelly!

- Really? - I swear!

No, I swear.

- No.

It's all right.

You need to remember who else was there with him.

Yeah?

You need to try.

- I will.

(somber music)

(jazz music)

* He's just a stereotype *

* He drinks his age in pints *

* He has girls every night *

* But he doesn't really exist *

- She's shit-scared, Zita.

- And you believe her?

- I do, yeah.

- Where's she been?

- Dossing, mostly.

Running, you know.

- And just showed up, looking for you?

- [Nelly] Yeah.

She heard what happened to Gideon,

and she knows I know about that.

So she came looking for a mate.

- Police proved themselves wrong with you.

Walk her in.

Let them do the same for her.

I know.

I know you think she's your only way left to Jody.

But if she was,

why she ain't done that for you already?

Why?

- There's stuff she's scared to say.

Ain't ready to.

And there's stuff she don't even know she knows,

stuff about Gideon and others he had about him

and stuff that could match up

with what I got from the wife or--

- Jesus, Nelly.

- Jesus, what?

I'm just--

- That's what you're clutching to now?

Stuff she don't know she knows?

- If she could just stay tonight.

Please.

- [Melon] Bern, I've finished, love.

Bernie?

- Yeah, come in.

- What do you think?

Blush pink, powder pink,

pink flamingo pink, (laughs)

sweet-pea pink,

patisserie pink, fallen petal.

No, no, no, wait.

That's the fallen petal.

And that's the fallen petal, no, that's the champagne.

That's the fallen petal.

Huh?

If she's anything like her mom,

my money's on the champagne.

But I mean, it's your choice.

- Okay. Yeah, pop!

(both laugh)

Right, I'll get us a takeaway for our tea.

- Yeah, please.

- Hi. - Good morning.

- Sorry he's late.

- How are you, Samson? - All right.

- Hey, hey, hey. - Have a good day.

- See you later.

- Bye. - Cheers.

(soft string music)

Hey. - All right?

- Looking for me, Goz?

- Saw you crossing Evelyn with the little 'un.

- He had the dentist.

So what and what?

- Luke.

Luke'd say, favorite of his,

"Nelly Rowe doesn't have an enemy in the world.

"Don't need one 'cause all his friends hate him."

- What's that?

- Every time I was around theirs,

one or other of 'em would pop off at you, rail at you.

I took it as jokes.

I laughed it off with them every time 'cause

how was I meant to know?

How could I?

That they'd do what they done?

- What the fuck are you going on about, Goz?

- Daze reckons it's why I let you take the piss

out of me like you did.

Guilt I got.

'Cause I never talked 'em down.

- How?

- You made me lie to the police for you.

Didn't check with me

to see if I minded.

Just put it on me.

Daze sat right there.

- Your word weren't took as alibi for Gideon.

Tell her.

- Where did you go, then?

- I, Grace needed picking up.

- From where?

Wait, no, wait, was she--

- No, not, no, no, not from there.

I got her fr--

I got her from Camberwell.

- Then why are the police on you for it?

- I could give a shit why.

You stick to what you said already.

- I ain't sure Daze'll allow that, Big'un.

- This kid,

this kid, she's still being shafted

by that fucker, even dead as he is.

I got a minute, maybe,

see what I can do for her

before the filth catch up and this goes to shit.

And the less time I waste doing the run-around

with the Lice proving I'm clean of this,

just be better.

And that's all, mate.

That is all that your word is doing for me.

- A minute to do what?

What did you do for her? - She didn't do this.

She didn't do this. - How do you know?

- If you knew her, you'd know.

- I gotta see what Daze says.

- I know you do.

How's she been?

- Quiet.

Still here. - Hm.

- I'll get JJ's mom to drop Sam with me.

- Oh, no, I can get him.

- Easier.

You're going to be busy with her.

- Thank you.

Beans on toast, if you fancy.

- She hates me.

- Zita?

Does she, bollocks.

What makes you say that?

- [Grace] Could be wrong.

- Think you must be.

- Are you pissed off with me? - I ain't pissed off.

It's a big risk for her.

What she's doing, letting you in here.

- Well, I said I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

(intense music)

- [Paul] Say, "I like it, Paul."

- I like it, Paul.

There's a place I go.

It's a place in my head.

A million miles from what they're doing to me.

It's got crazy shapes.

Mad lights.

Killer playlist.

Everything floats.

I made it like I think beautiful is.

I've had a hold of myself so tight.

Till that shower, I didn't know how tight.

- Okay.

- Paul, you know, the one

I had to talk about in court?

Gideon's mate, the first one he handed me to?

- Yeah, what about him?

- He was there with Gideon.

- Yesterday,

you said you weren't sure.

- I know what I said.

But it was him.

- And this come to you in the shower?

- You don't believe me?

- I ain't saying that.

I'm just asking what anyone would.

- I know I should have said before

but I ain't sure of myself when it comes to him.

I'm sorry.

- Did I not already tell you about sorry?

Has Paul got a last name?

- [Grace] First name or nicknames only.

- So what does he look like, then?

- Pale, white, gray hair.

From Scotland somewhere.

He's got mashed-up, rough-as-shit hands from laying bricks.

Fucking hate him.

Works at one of them hardware places,

one of them Buildbase with the gray and red uniforms.

- How do you know that?

- I saw it in his bag one day

when I was looking for smokes.

- But you don't know which one?

- No, I don't.

- [Nelly] How old is he?

- Not as old as you.

- Not... (laughs)

- [Grace] 30s, 40s.

- This row last night, was it a row?

- I couldn't tell from where I was.

- Well, would he have reason,

do you know, this Paul?

Anything between 'em?

Something that he'd come to settle?

Something that might bring him to stab him?

- All I know is that he was there.

- Paul.

- What's going on?

- If Zita gets back before me,

say I went for fags.

And you stay-- - Where are you going?

- Please, will you do that?

I need you to, will you stay right here until I get back?

- Yeah.

- Just gonna walk myself around.

See what I can figure out.

- It's like I'm on the bloody knowledge, Big'un.

Should have packed sarnies.

- The Buildbases with the ticks look promising.

We'll head to those ones first.

Call the rest on the way.

(intense music)

Paul?

Yeah, can I have a word, please?

Well, then I'll be quick, darling.

I'll be, I'll be--

No, no, no, no message.

No, I don't, I lost his number.

Sorry.

But see, I remember he said he worked at one of yours.

Yeah, it's really urgent, as it goes.

What, you ain't got a Paul

or you ain't got a Paul from Scotland?

He's 30, maybe 40, white.

You know, like eggshell white.

He's a Scottish fella.

Sure his name was Paul,

and I'm sure it was here.

He was helping me out.

- I can answer any questions you might have.

- No one like that works here?

Paul?

- Yeah? - There he is, Paul.

- No, he's Scottish

and he works in one of your Buildbase places.

- Sorry, mate, don't know.

- Don't work here? - No.

- Cheers.

- I've got your favorite, love.

One of those milk choc chip Oreo thingies.

Bern?

Bernie?

Bernie, it's gonna melt, love.

Oh, Bernie

- You trying to be Batman?

Right, so we're going to go

and pick your sister up later.

In the meantime, you and me can sit down

and play with your toys.

You all right, Bernie?

Come on, let's go inside.

Coming in?

- Yeah.

- Come on, then, darling.

I'll take that for you.

- We're having a girl, Daze.

- [Daisy] I know.

Going for Charlotte, still?

- I just need a minute away from him.

I don't know, I just...

It's just...

I feel...

Being around him

knowing,

now that I know it'll be me, him

and that we're having a girl.

Don't tell anyone, Daze.

Don't, please.

No, I won't. - I can't have anyone.

I'm gonna stay at my sister's for a while.

- [Daisy] I get it.

- So sorry. - It's all right.

Let me take you over.

- Thanks.

- [Daisy] You're all right, Bern.

- Paul, yeah.

He's an ex-brickie.

- Does he owe you money or something?

Rather not help you mouth someone up like that.

- [Nelly] No, it's nothing like that.

- Yes, babe?

- That one's about to marry his sister,

and they want Paul there on the day.

But they lost touch.

- Crystal Palace with Nelly.

- Could try at one of the megastores.

- [Goz] Now?

- Got a database on all employees.

- Yeah, yeah, on my way. - Save you traipsing about.

- Nelly, gotta get back, Daze needs me home.

- Hang about. - No, I've got to go now.

Daze needs the car.

- Database?

- Come on!

(somber piano music)

- Goz. Yeah?

- Thanks for getting me about today.

- Yeah, you are welcome, yeah.

- I'll see which of these is mega,

and we'll have a go at whichever it is.

(ambulance sirens blaring)

Morning, stupid pretty.

- Morning, stupid.

(Nelly chuckles)

- No, probably not.

- What?

What? - We've got her here.

- Are you serious?

- I'm just saying.

Does it not feel weird with her here?

- Has she got you shook like that?

- Shook?

How?

No, I mean,

I don't think so.

It's just thin walls.

Samson ain't gonna know what it is yet, but she's gonna.

I'm not shook.

It's just, you know, she--

- Another reason she's got to go.

You know me and my mornings already.

- I do know it, just told you.

You wake up every day stupid pretty,

with a wide-on.

(both laugh)

- Yeah.

- With a stonker!

Where the fuck you been?

- Got a day job I'm servant to and all, Big'un.

I ain't just your chauffeur.

(upbeat dance music)

* I see you *

* I see you *

* I feel you *

* To see you is so nice *

- Hello, can I help you?

- Be your best mate if you can.

Be-Vinnie?

- Oh, yeah, Bevinnie. - Where's that from?

- My mom made it up.

She's Beverley, my dad's Vincent.

Vinnie, so--

- It's beautiful.

Suits you.

I'm just Nelly.

- Well, how can I help you, Nelly?

- It's a bit of a strange one.

I'm looking for a Paul I think works here.

Scottish, ex-brickie, big fella.

- What about him?

- Does he work here?

- Here, no.

- But you know where?

You know him?

- No, I don't.

- Oh, okay, sorry.

Sorry, I misread. - Why are you inquiring?

- Why, it's a,

it's my little 'un.

She was at nursery with Paul's girl.

Thick as thieves.

But I split with the baby mother.

They moved to Reading,

if you can believe that.

And Ella, my kid, has lost her best mate.

I'm ripped up for her.

I'm just trying to get 'em back in touch.

- That's so sad.

It's good of you, though.

- Hey, Bevinnie, Bevinnie.

A geezer at your Palace branch

let on about a database or something that you've got

of all your employees?

Can I beg a look at that?

Or you can have a look for me.

- I can't.

I'm not allowed to do that. - Really, why?

- It's private information.

- My kid's crying herself to sleep over this.

- It's a criminal offense or something.

I wish I could but I can't.

I'm really sorry.

- Thank you.

No, it's all right.

- [Customer] Can I just take these?

(upbeat hip hop music)

* Life sucks and I never tried suicide *

* Mind's fucked even more than I realize *

* Time's up, keep a league in when she arrives *

* If you ever heard what I heard in my mind *

* Never try, you would cry, that's a lie, you would die *

* I don't wanna ever come down from my high *

* I'm in the best seats, from time, been the next breed *

* If you comin', come at me directly *

* Don't need no one to defend me *

* Soul's in a place even I can't get to *

* Don't fuck with the deadly *

* Mid waves and open seas, quit coastin' overseas *

* Fuck those who don't believe *

* They would never wanna admit I'm the best here *

* From the mere fact that I've got ovaries *

* It's a woman's world, so to speak *

* Pussy, you sour *

* Never givin' credit where it's due *

* 'Cause you don't like pussy in power *

* Venom *

* My, my, if you've ever heard what I've heard in the night *

* What a fright, must've been a parasite in my past life *

* I don't wanna ever come down from my high *

* My soul will send it to the sky, it's just you and I *

* Got mine, I'm feelin' too alive *

* Tryna get me out spot *

* Someone's gotta pay, I ain't talkin' big amounts *

* Some kind of physical pain *

* Some kind of trauma and shit *

* Moving scatty, all erratic and that *

* Made me fragile and combatant, you're not *

* Oh, you mad, then come at me, you prick *

* Make a move, better patent it quick *

* I assume you'll be comin' for blood *

* That makes two of us, that makes two of us *

* Venom *

- I don't do voices or get myself in a trance,

none of that nonsense.

I'm the phone line going from you to them.

- Okay.

- So, here we go.

Tam's told you what Frank wanted to pass on?

- Frank?

- It's Dad.

- Oh, yeah.

- You think he's made a mistake?

- Do I?

- You're gonna have to bear with me

if you hear about your kiddy.

Jody, was it?

Let's see if I can find her.

- You think she's dead.

- No, it's not what I think, pet.

It's what you think.

Oh, why else are you here?

- Mave.

- [Mavis] I'll just give you a moment.

- Sorry, I just, What was that?

I just need a minute.

I just, I don't--

- Let's go back to mine.

Put the kettle on,

maybe something stronger. - Wasn't there for her

to tell me Jody's dead, if that's what she meant.

- I don't think she did.

- I don't want Jody to be dead.

Some days I do.

God forgive me.

- [Tams] I should never have brought all this up.

I'm so sorry.

- It's like I tripped a year and a half ago.

That's what it felt like when she went.

Like I tripped and fell

and now I haven't stopped falling.

Hurtling, without ever landing.

You know that feeling that you get in your belly

when the ground just goes from under you suddenly?

Like constantly that.

A year and a half, nearly.

I just want it to stop!

I just wanna hit the fucking ground.

I don't care how.

If it means Jody coming home, then excellent.

But if not,

I just want it to end, Tam.

And that is why I followed you in there.

(upbeat hip hop music)

* Daring to try, to do it or die *

* I gotta be me, yo *

* I won't settle for less *

* Seatbelt on I'm driving to success *

* The journey's been long the ride is never ending *

- Hey, Samson!

My angel, come dance with me, yeah?

* Gotta be me *

* Who want it with Lesh *

* I gotta unleash *

* I want to live not merely survive *

- Sam. * Wishing on a dream *

* Can barely keep me alive *

- Samson, come! * I've gotta be me *

* I've gotta be me *

- [Zita] I'm taking you next door.

- DJ's? - Yeah.

- [Samson] Why?

- [Zita] So you can play some video games.

* I've gotta be free *

* You Know I've gotta be free *

* Daring to try to do it or die *

- [Daisy] Right, Ella, it's dinner time.

Come on, then.

Gil, dinner! - [Gil] Coming!

(door knocking)

- Hello, Daisy.

- [Daisy] Hello.

- Can we come in? - Yeah.

So what's this, then?

- Your car was spotted in the vicinity

where a murder took place on CCTV camera.

- I'd be Glenda,

which is my mom's actual name, funnily enough.

But if she did what your mom did,

my Dad was Davante, so I'd be Glenda.

Or Glendav.

Davenda?

Or Glevante.

I fancy myself as a Glevante, as it goes!

I like your smile.

You know, you should give me your number,

let me buy you a drink.

- Should I?

- Sorry I put you on the spot

asking to peek at that database.

- It's more than my job if I ever thought about letting you.

I am sorry.

- Are you?

Felt like you knew the Paul I was on about though.

- I really don't think I do. - Reminded you, maybe?

- Didn't have a kid so it couldn't be.

- He?

Someone works here?

- Leyton branch.

Scottish, like you said, but it couldn't be.

- 'Cause he didn't have a kid.

- No, you wouldn't want him to either.

- Why?

- I shouldn't really say. - What?

Bit of a sort, was he?

A swordsman, messed about? - Swordsman, what's that?

No, he was odd, something off.

He weren't for me but I shouldn't say.

- You shouldn't.

It was over in Leyton, this one was?

- Nelly! - Was, gone now.

Something went off. - Nelly!

- That's why he come to mind.

I heard he took over one of them key cutter places.

- I need a word, mate! - You know where?

- Best place for him, on his own.

- Do you know where?

- It ain't him, so what does it matter?

- Now! - I'm nearly there, mate!

- No, now, please!

I need a word, now!

Two of 'em, they're having a go.

- Give me the keys.

- O'Halloran's scaring Daze in the middle of the kids' tea,

'cause the car's in her name! - Give me your keys, Goz.

- And they got it on camera,

on the neighbor's security fucking camera, Nelly!

Our car in the immediate area, they said.

Around the time and the place

that someone fucking killed that Gideon!

- Just let me take you back to her.

You drive in the mood you're in,

you'll just make it worse, mate.

- Fuck's sake!

You're unbelievable.

- They don't know nothing.

Shola don't.

She's just going on like she does, see who she can trip.

- I don't give a shit what she don't know.

I give a shit what I don't.

What were you doing there?

What did you do, Nelly?

- I told you. I went to get Grace.

- From there?

- Yeah.

- You said from Camberwell.

From there, where he was dead?

- It weren't her, she just came down and found him.

- Found him?

That's what she's saying?

And you were in our car? - It weren't her.

- You pulled up out-fucking-side.

- Yeah and the police don't have that.

If Shola had that she'd have said so.

She'd have pushed Daze on it.

- How do you know?

Did you know a camera saw you?

Did you?

All right then, what the fuck do you know?

Grace and you are all over my car, Nelly.

- Street was dead.

There was no one about.

I went past maybe one car,

I mean, except for the--

- You were in that house with her.

Anything you touched, touched you, touched her--

(dramatic music)

- Christ alive.

- Got to clean this car now

before we get home, spotless.

It's got to be bloody spotless.

(tires screeching) - What are you doing?

- [Nelly] Just fucking let me get there, Goz!

- What are we doing here now?

Fuck's sake, Nelly!

- [Chloe] It's that guy again.

I'm calling the police.

- [Jen] What are you doing here?

- I want a word if I could.

- [Jen] My sister wants to call the police.

- Call 'em, she can.

Tell her to tell 'em I'm here asking what you were doing

in the said same house

the night your old man got himself dead.

Go on, call 'em.

- [Chloe] Don't.

- [Jen] Just give me a minute.

- I didn't clock it till I just now remembered,

but you drove past me when I was getting there.

That was you, weren't it?

- Could you go away, please?

- [Nelly] So did you do it?

- I don't have to-- - Did you kill him,

'cause you had as good a reason as anyone.

Mess he made of you and all you found out he was up to.

Look, I'm just asking, did you?

'Cause I could care less after that.

- [Chloe] Just shut the door, Jen.

- Hang on, Chloe.

- It's Grace, the kid he had chained.

The one he used, I'm trying to help her.

That's the reason I'm here.

She's right under this.

Think she deserves better and...

Five minutes, please.

- Was bored stuck in here.

Trying to free up for 11 seconds or whatever.

Cheer myself up.

What else was I meant to do?

- Makes sense.

- What makes sense?

- With what you're going through.

Why?

What's going on with me?

- Angry.

Sad.

Scared.

Bored, like you said.

Makes sense you let it out like this.

- Zita, you know me for true.

Tell me again how sad I am.

Go on, tell me.

Go on, tell me how scared.

- Didn't mean it like that.

- Tell me I remind you.

Do I remind you?

Yeah, bring it all back?

How fucking glad you are you ain't me no more?

- Best we don't do this.

- No, no, it's best we fucking do.

It's best we fucking do.

'Cause you love yourself looking down at me.

- [Zita] Ain't looking down.

- (laughs) Oh, no, I see you.

You got your kid,

got your flat, got your job.

Got Nelly.

Go on like you deserve it.

Deserve it all, done so well!

- Should probably sit down a minute.

- No, I fucking won't.

Fucking make me.

Don't even really want him but you got him.

- Who?

- But he's enough though isn't he?

Shit you've been through, he's the best type.

Long as you ain't on the dog end of the lead, yeah?

I heard you teaching in the bed this morning.

- Ain't like that.

- [Grace] No, I think it is.

Or why are you with him?

I see why he's with you but why are you?

- Probably best we don't-- - Why?

Why, if you ain't running him

like they used to run you?

You got him around your kid.

But he ain't the daddy.

You got him all up in your bed

and wrapped around you

but it ain't a love thing.

Ain't much more than what you want

to sit on when you wanna sit.

And when it's done, time to get rid.

Well, it's only fucking Nelly, isn't it?

What's it matter?

Dash him. - Is that what I'm doing?

- Yeah, it is what you're fucking doing, yeah.

No one else might but I see you.

You should let him go.

- Oh.

I see you now.

(Grace retching)

(liquid sloshing)

Here.

- I'm sorry.

- Okay.

- Mm.

Life don't like me like it does you.

Never has.

- Still could.

- I ain't getting out of this like you.

- I have to bury him.

I have to.

Coroner called.

What had I decided?

Where would I like the body sent?

I thought that was the final humiliation.

But then here you are again, accusing.

Not enough following and threatening me.

Scaring me half to death, berating me outside the court.

Huh, not enough.

I think I might deserve better as well, Nelly.

I should have killed him.

He's burnt 30 years of my life.

I wish I had.

- You should tell the coroner to tip him out with the bins.

You know, bosh, have done.

Grace was in the house same time as you.

That's the reason why I'm helping her.

She didn't hear you but she did hear the fella.

- What fella? - Paul.

Scottish, gray hair.

If it weren't you, it would be him.

She didn't see him but she heard him.

- Well, neither did I.

I didn't see anyone.

- Well, you must have done.

- I didn't.

- Well, how long were you out there?

- 40, 50 minutes, till I was fit to drive.

It was a while.

- And you didn't see anyone going in

or coming out before you left?

- No, I didn't.

- I'm sorry the trouble I've been.

I've been clumsy with you.

I've been a menace.

And I'm really, really sorry that I have,

'cause you do deserve better.

(dramatic music)

I beg your pardon.

- Still think about him all the time.

- Gideon? - You know?

Yeah, Gid.

Like I'm missing him.

- That's the trick they play.

- Didn't want me.

Said he loved me.

Didn't.

Glad of that, though.

I was done anyways.

Just wanted what he had promised.

- What did he promise?

- No more promises left.

Like it weren't worth keeping.

Like he didn't have to 'cause I weren't worth it.

Worth the bother of it.

Just laughed me off.

After everything.

(intense music)

- Did you fuck him up, Grace?

- She killed that man, Nelly.

She killed him.

- I know.

(dramatic music)