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[mobile ringing]

Hello?

Okay.

Which hospital?

[policeman] Female, age 55 years.

Suspected overdose.

[inaudible]

Is it her?

Yeah, it's her.

Haven't seen her in years.

[policeman] Note at 11:15 the deceased's son confirmed identity

of the deceased's body.

[Brendan] Take a few days off.

No, it's okay.

[both sigh]

I found Morrell.

He's taking delivery of Romanians.

He's got a houseful in West Heath.

Sorts them jobs and passports.

Cheeky fucker.

[Brendan chuckles]

You're my little sniffer dog, aren't you?

Sniffing out Romanians.

[inaudible]

Here.

They'll fucking laugh at these, eh? [laughs]

[laughing]

Get fucking in there!

Nobody fucking move, you little fuck heads!

Where's your fucking money?

Fuck you!

Where's the fucking money? Eh?

Okay.

Get off her!

[Brendan] I'm a reasonable man. 30, 70...

I'll take the 70.

That's the lot.

[Brendan] Open your mouth.

-Look, I'm sorry-- -Open your fucking mouth!

Suck it.

Oh, go on. Like you mean it.

[Cristina] Mummy!

[Brendan] Yeah.

You're enjoying that now, aren't ya?

[Cristina] Mummy!

[gasps]

[Ana speaking Romanian]

It's all right.

-[Ana screaming] -[groaning]

[Ana choking]

[police siren wailing in distance]

Come on.

[breathing heavily]

[judge] In sentencing, this court takes into account

the remorse you exhibited during the trial process.

Consequently, there is cause for leniency

in the charge of manslaughter.

You are hereby sentenced to 12 years in prison,

of which you must serve at least seven.

[guard] Okay, if you could take your shirt off for me, please.

Come on through.

[inmates chattering]

[guard] Okay, cell 12.

[chattering stops]

Get the fuck up.

-[grunting] -[groans]

Get the fuck up!

Get up!

[panting]

Fucking woman killer.

[Marley groaning]

[groans]

[breathing shakily]

[continues breathing shakily]

[broom sweeping]

Get out of my fuckin' head!

Get out of my fucking head! Get out!

[Marley plucking at banjo]

[sobbing]

[indistinct chatter]

[governor] Sit down.

Thanks.

What did you hope to achieve by meeting the daughter of your victim?

I wanted to apologize.

Try and make her understand what happened.

Her foster parents have refused the request.

They didn't think it would be a good idea.

No! No!

-Come on, Marley. -[screaming] Fuck off.

[Ana singing, faint]

When I get out,

I'm gonna look after her.

[Ana] I'll be watching.

[guard] Shrink's ready for you now.

[therapist] And your medication's up to date?

Yep.

Any hallucinations?

Nothing.

That's good.

Very good.

Marley Dean Jacobs.

[car trunk opens]

What's that?

Banjo.

Anyone would think you've got a lot of spare time on your hands.

Come on, get in.

How was it?

Yeah, delightful.

Did you have a wife?

No, I didn't have a wife.

Glad to hear it, mate.

It's all a bit weird that type of thing, if you ask me.

You know Brendan's into proper property now.

He tarts up old buildings from the '60s and '70s.

Turns 'em into care homes.

Gets grants for it.

He sorted you out a flat, getting out present.

Thanks, but they sorted me a place.

[man] Thanks so much, mate.

[Brendan] Get it back to you in a week.

-Yeah. Good man. -Cheers.

Marley.

Ah, how long's it been, son?

Seven years, man.

Jesus.

That's a long stretch, huh?

I heard you took a bad pasting.

This is my new boy, Chambers.

He does what you used to do. You know, odds and sods.

Saw a lot of psychiatrists too, I heard.

Well, I hope they haven't changed you too much.

We all need a bit of insanity in our lives.

-Keeps us sane. -Look.

Can't take that.

Keep it. It's unmarked.

Give it to some fucking charity cunts or something.

Come on, let's get a drink.

[folk music playing]

You be careful with this girl here.

She'll eat you for breakfast.

They got a spot of work for you in the kitchens.

If you want it, it's kosher.

I know what it's like when you've got a probation officer

breathing down your neck, you know.

Thanks.

Ah...

Just looking after you.

I know I'm a bit pissed.

You always felt like a bit of a son to me, you know?

Yeah, you've always been there for me.

You all right?

Yeah.

Brendan? [clears throat]

What happened to the daughter?

Fuck knows. Why?

I just wondered.

[old man] ♪ Oh, my parents gave me learning ♪

♪ Good learning they gave to me ♪

♪ For they sent me to a butcher's shop ♪

♪ A butcher boy to be ♪

♪ And it was there I met with Mary Anne ♪

♪ Who had the dark and rovin' eye ♪

♪ And I promised for to marry her ♪

♪ In the month of sweet July ♪

♪ Oh, well, he went down to her mother's house ♪

♪ Between the hours of eight and nine ♪

♪ And he asked her for to walk with him ♪

♪ Down by the foaming brine ♪

♪ Well, they walked it east and they walked it west ♪

♪ And they walked it all alone ♪

♪ Till he took a knife from out his shirt ♪

♪ And he stabbed her to the ground ♪

♪ Oh, she fell upon one bended knee ♪

♪ And for mercy she did cry ♪

♪ Roaring, "Billy Dear, don't murder me ♪

♪ I'm not prepared to die" ♪

Look at you, son.

Brendan wants to see you.

What does he want?

Don't know.

Did you ever meet my brother James?

Yeah.

When I was a kid at some charity thing with him.

Him and his missus adopted the daughter of the woman you killed.

Her name's Cristina.

Why would he do that? It's a bit weird, innit, Brendan?

He lost a granddaughter to drugs.

His missus wanted a replacement, I suppose.

Like getting a new cat when your old cat gets run over.

Yeah, but why her?

Because my brother thinks it's his mission in life to right my wrongs.

Anyway, he wants to meet you.

[host] To present the next award for staff

who've gone above and beyond the call of duty this year

is a man who's never missed a single award

since we first began this tradition 15 years ago.

It gives me great pleasure to introduce former Lord Mayor

Jimmy Doyle!

[all cheering]

Thank you. Can we do that again?

-[all laughing] -Oh, thanks.

The only difference between a saint and a sinner

is that a saint has a past and a sinner has a future.

Now, I'm proud to say that the recipient of this year's award

goes to the Ladywood Young Offenders Rehabilitation Unit.

[all applauding]

-Brendan. -[Brendan] Jimmy.

This is Marley.

[Marley] Mr. Doyle.

So, you're Marley?

All right, Jimmy, I'll see you later.

[Jimmy] I'm so sorry Sophie couldn't make it.

Will you send her my very, very best wishes?

-Definitely will. -All the best, now.

Let's talk in the car.

[coughing]

Brendan got you young, didn't he?

[Marley] That's right.

He used to take on kids from the home.

Give us jobs when no one else would.

Taught you everything he knows?

I suppose so.

What did you do for him?

-He found people. -[Jimmy] Oh.

[Brendan] And he was very good at it.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Tell me, are you sorry for what you did?

Yeah, I am.

Last week she left, took her things.

Why?

She's troubled.

She's 16.

Police say she's an adult.

I can't send any of my boys to look for her.

If word gets out she's attached to me, it could be bad all around.

You, they won't remember.

Any idea where she might be?

She had a boyfriend called Alex.

I don't know anything about him.

Other than he's...

He's bad news.

She thinks she's streetwise, as kids that age do,

but she's not.

He thought we were fools taking her on, and she was a bad seed.

At eight years old, never had a chance to be good or bad.

None of us are born bad, are we?

My brother.

What's really going on?

He wants her back.

What's the score? Did he try it on with her or something?

My brother's many things.

A hypocrite in many ways, yes.

Amenable to a few back-handers, yes.

But not that.

Not tonight, mate.

-How are you, brother? -Yeah, good, man. How you doing?

Yeah, good to see you. How long you been out?

Couple of weeks.

Fuck, yeah. You're not missing much.

Yeah, seems like it.

What's happening?

I'm looking for someone.

A kid called Alex, into girls.

Alex?

Could be Alex Gates, aka Honey Monster.

Why?

Tell ya next time I see you.

You're back working with Brendan again, aren't ya?

Look, I'll tell ya next time I see ya, all right?

What the fuck are you doing that for?

Alex. Hangs about with a nasty bit of work called Carl Dawes.

Where's this Dawes hang about?

Strip joint called Xtasia.

What about this Alex? Know where he lives?

Flat above the Derrit Arms.

Is he a dealer?

But for the shoes.

All right, thanks.

Listen, look after yourself.

Give me a shout if you need me.

Will do.

[baby crying]

Excuse me, what you think you're doing?

[inaudible]

I met her in a takeaway in Lozells.

She'd run away, like.

She was spooky, but I liked her.

Spooky?

Yeah, you know, like not quite with it.

She was like restless and that. She never slept.

So I...

I gave her some money for some food and that.

Said she could stay at my place for a while.

She'd run away from, like, a foster home or something.

She didn't want to talk about it.

Where is she?

No idea.

Why does anyone even care, man?

She's just another fuck-up from a kid's home, isn't she?

[groaning]

[Alex] Oh, fucking hell!

[groans]

Do you know who Carl Dawes is?

Yeah, I've heard of him.

Right, well, I deal for him. Yeah?

And I got robbed.

He wasn't very reasonable about it.

He said he wanted security,

so I gave him Cristina for a bit while I get the cash together.

How much is Dawes into you for?

Five G.

Yeah.

And he's got her at Xtasia?

Yeah, she's upstairs locked up.

Got yourself into some deep shit with someone very nasty.

Much nastier than Dawes, do you understand that?

[sighs]

Well...

If you help me,

I can help you back.

What do I have to do?

For the time being, keep your mouth shut.

Okay.

[Marley] Get out of the car.

[car engine starting]

[plucking]

[dog barking]

[barks echoing]

[baby crying]

[inaudible]

[mobile ringing]

Hello?

[Alex] Listen, I've got news.

They're going to sell her.

[Marley] How much?

[Alex] A grand.

Tell 'em you've got a buyer.

Okay, I'll take you there tonight.

He's had a bit of a turn.

[Brendan] That's us, all of us.

Our dad was an evil old bastard, right enough.

Come on. This way.

[coughing]

The tragedy of life is,

it's not the beautiful die young.

They get old and mean.

Never get old, Marley. It's not worth it.

You have news?

I found her.

Alex is using her as a marker with a character called Carl Dawes

who he owes money to.

-[Jimmy] You know this Dawes? -I do. He's a toe rag.

[Jimmy] How much does he owe?

Five grand.

Do they know who she is?

No.

[Brendan] Where is she?

[Jimmy coughing]

Dawes has got her locked up at his club.

I need a grand to get her back.

He's a pimp. He'll sell her to the highest bidder.

Can you trust him?

Yeah, I think so.

Just get her back to me.

How did you find her?

Alex told me where she was.

Rough him up a bit, did ya?

Jimmy's dying, you know?

[car door opens]

He's a repentant old man,

slightly deluded in my opinion, but there you go.

You're fighting his good fight, Marley, my son.

If you have to kick a few heads around to get her back,

I'd say that's all in a good cunting cause, wouldn't you?

I'll see you later.

[inaudible]

[Ana] Let's go.

[dance music playing]

Yeah?

This is the guy I told you about.

-You look familiar. -No, I don't think so.

-Sit down. Make yourself comfy. -[video game playing]

Alex says you got a girl for me.

Show me the cash.

One G.

Fetch her.

[Dawes] She all right?

Yeah.

Ten thousand.

You what?

[Dawes] Ten thousand pounds.

Thousand was just a down payment.

[Marley] You know who she is?

I do, and I don't give a fuck, mate.

Stop there! Put it down now! Now!

Now.

You've got your grand. I'm taking her.

[Dawes] You fuck him up!

Stay there!

Move!

Fucking stay! Move, move, move!

Get in.

[tyres screeching]

[Marley panting]

Jimmy sent me to pick you up.

I'm taking you home.

Are you cold or something?

Do you want a cup of tea?

A cup of tea, please.

[screams in pain]

[engine starts]

Get out.

Behave.

Not allowed to smoke in there apparently. Hello, Crissy.

She gave you trouble then?

Yeah.

You want to be careful.

This man's got form.

Come on.

Come on. In you come. Take a seat. Come on, take a seat.

We've gone to a lot of trouble to get you back.

-You have any trouble with Dawes? -Not really.

Don't fucking move.

-Are we sure about this then? -Positive.

-Can we trust him? -Yeah.

She's got to go.

-Jimmy! -No, no. He's right.

[Brendan] She knows things.

-No! -She's just a fucking kid!

[Brendan] She's a proper pain in the arse is what she fucking is.

Here. In the heart, through the ribs. Keep it clean.

Gaylord doesn't want a mess on his rug.

[exhales] Stop lying to yourself.

You're an evil bastard, and that's nothing to be ashamed of.

[breathing heavily]

You're my boy, Marley. Embrace it.

I'm not doing it.

Fine.

You know who this is, Crissy? Hmm? You remember him?

[whispers] That's the man that slit your mummy's throat.

[grunting]

-For fuck's sake. -[Jimmy] No. No mess now, Brendan.

I know what I'm fucking doing.

[whispering] Please, please.

Don't make it any harder than it already is, sweetheart.

[both grunting]

That's enough!

Let her go.

Come on.

Let her go!

Cut her loose.

Now!

Now!

Put it down.

You stay where you are.

You're making a big mistake, pal. Good luck when I catch up with you, yeah?

Give me the knife. Give me the knife!

Get in the car.

I'm sorry.

Is that it?

Why'd you do it?

-I didn't mean to. -Yeah, so it was an accident?

I want to help you.

[inaudible]

Fuck!

[groans]

These meant for me? Put them on, you fucker.

Now, where's Alex? And don't fuck about.

His place.

Where is he really?

[breathing heavily]

Fuck's sake!

-You told Dawes who Cristina was? -Yeah.

Yeah? Well done.

Does Brendan know?

-Where is she? -All right, there'll be no need for it.

Listen, Brendan gets a cut of the club's earnings

in return for sorting the licence.

Dawes hates that. It was my chance to clear up the debt.

-Why do they want her dead? -[Mr Hush] Don't turn around.

I'm tidying up for Brendan.

I've tidied up Dawes, and now I'm tidying up him.

Oh, hang on a minute--

[Mr Hush] Shut the fuck up.

I thought Brendan would want you dead.

But you're his special boy, aren't ya?

He had a hard enough time convincing Jimmy, all right.

Kill him.

Please, I know where she is. I'll show you. I'll take you there.

[Mr Hush] No, you don't.

Come on, laughing boy. He's an annoying little shit anyway.

What's he really got to offer society?

-It's him or you. -Do it.

Kill him! Kill the little shit now!

Do it! Kill him! Fucking kill him! Kill him now!

[Marley grunts]

[Mr Hush, muffled] Clean it up.

Brendan needs to know you're safe, understand?

He needs reassurance you're still his boy.

[Mr Hush] You're good at this, I hear.

Hey. You missed a bit.

There's a bit of eyeball or some silly bollocks in the light switch over there.

[catcall whistle] Did you assume that position in prison?

Probably learned it in the care homes actually.

I heard your mummy was a junkie.

That why you got a thing about women, is it?

You find the little tart, Brendan will let you live. You've got two days.

I'll be looking for her as well.

Better hope you find her first then, don't ya?

[doll speaking, indistinct]

[sighs]

[both grunting]

[choking]

[door closes]

Cristina!

Hiya. Is your mum in?

You mean Maura?

Uh, yeah.

Maura?

Can I help you?

Hiya. I'm looking for Cristina Vaduva.

I think she may have been in your care for a while.

Sorry, these are at-risk kids. I can't discuss cases.

[Marley] Uh...

I'm her uncle. Please, look.

Her grandmother's in bits.

You know what the police are like, they won't do anything.

She's out of my hands, I'm afraid.

They turn 16, then they're gone.

Any idea where she might be? She got any mates or...

She never settled here really, to be honest with you.

A bit of a loner, you know. Best you try Social Services.

-[woman] Maura! -All right!

I'd like to help you more, but sorry.

Thanks.

[dog barking]

Found her yet?

Not yet.

[Brendan sighs]

Chambers here doesn't give a fuck about anything or anyone.

Frightens the Christ out of me sometimes.

But you...

You're like Jimmy. No stomach for it.

Come here.

This is your second chance. There will be no third.

Take your trousers down.

You know,

your mum was gorgeous.

Before she took to the smack, that is.

Last time I had to do this you were a kid, eh?

[inhales sharply]

You have one more day.

Tomorrow,

it will be up the middle.

[inaudible]

[breathing heavily]

[indistinct laughing and chattering on video]

[all singing]

[Chivvers on video] Come on, Julie.

All right, Crissy.

Careful, or I'll break your camera.

You've been here a while, haven't you?

[Cristina] Eight years. [Chivvers] Right, that's a long time.

-When are you 16? -March, next year.

Look, seriously, stop filming.

-[Cristina] Why? -Just do it, yeah.

Where you taking her?

Well, you'll find out next year, won't you?

Come on, we're late.

You got your cake? You can eat it in the car.

[Chivvers] Hello? It's okay.

I'm an outreach worker from the council,

just here to make sure that you're okay. All right, luv?

Are you all by yourself?

Yeah.

Where have you run away from, sweetheart?

[Jess] My mum and dad's.

[Chivvers] How old are you, love? [Jess] 18.

-I'm not the police. -16.

[Chivvers] Look, I can take you to interim care.

It's really nice there. You'll be really safe. Yeah?

Come on.

[indistinct]

...warm as well, actually.

It's not that far.

All in?

[voicemail beeps]

[Chivvers on voicemail] Hey, Crissy love, um,

Maura says that you've gone.

And I was... I was meant to take you to your new accommodation today.

Do you remember?

Come on, you're 16 now.

You know you can't live at the home any more.

[beeps]

Come on, Cristina, this isn't funny.

I'm really angry. Call me straight away and tell me where you are.

You're going to be in a lot of trouble if you don't.

[beeps]

Hey, Crissy, it's me again.

Look, we're all really worried about you.

Please call me.

[beeps]

Look, you stupid little bitch.

It's my fucking neck on the line.

You better ring me right now, okay?

[panting]

[screaming]

Shut the fuck up!

[engine starts]

You supply kids to Brendan, don't you?

And Cristina was one of them.

They told me Jimmy and his wife adopted her when she was a kid.

But that's not true, is it?

Is it!

No, it isn't.

It was me.

Where do the kids end up?

I don't know. They don't tell me.

Tell me!

Jimmy's got people in Social Services.

The kids turn 16, cases are closed, they disappear.

Brendan's a supplier for rich people.

Perverts with cash.

But some they keep for themselves, don't they?

-Yes. -Like Cristina?

Jimmy wanted her from the start.

He used to come to the home and give her presents.

He watched her grow up.

I'm sorry. Please, please...

[Maura sobbing]

-Shut up. -No, no, no...

Shut up! Be quiet! Shut up!

[Maura] I'm so sorry.

-[gunshot] -Ahh!

[Mr Hush] Too late. They've already found her.

[Young Marley crying]

[Marley] Thanks, Pogus.

[metal clanking]

[coughs]

Where is she?

[coughs]

[beeps]

[coughs]

[coughs]

She went peacefully. Most of them do.

[sniffles] Most of the time.

[Jimmy coughing]

That's where I keep 'em. Until I'm ready.

I loathe the killing part.

I don't like looking at their faces.

It puts me off.

They stay at the home until they're of age, have something of a life.

Where's Brendan?

He's waiting for you.

-[cocks gun] -Where is he?

Westlake. It's a children's home.

I know what it is.

I'm not justifying the killing, but she was past help.

Unloved by everyone.

What can you do for someone like that?

I mean, it's sad. It's very, very sad, but it's true.

Oh, what the fuck--

Hello, what are you doing here?

[groans]

Come on then, you fucker! [groans]

[grunts]

[Cristina] Is he dead?

Looks like it.

Fuck.

[sighs deeply] It's okay.

I just killed someone.

He deserved it.

I'm going to go to prison.

No, you're not.

Why didn't he kill you?

He said that he wanted you back and that you'd come for me.

Take this.

Get a cab to the club, ask for a man called Pogus.

Give him that money, tell him I sent you.

He'll sort things out. You can trust him.

Go there straight away, okay? Don't fuck about.

Go on.

Fuck off.

♪ Oh, my parents gave me learning ♪

♪ Good learning they gave to me ♪

♪ For they sent me to a butcher shop ♪

♪ A butcher boy to be ♪

♪ And it was there I met with Mary Anne ♪

♪ She had the dark and roving eye ♪

♪ And I promised for to marry her ♪

♪ In the month of sweet July ♪

♪ He went down to her mother's house ♪

♪ Between the hours of eight and nine ♪

♪ And he asked her for to walk with him ♪

♪ Down by the foaming brine ♪

♪ Ah, down by the foaming brine we'll go ♪

♪ Down by the foaming brine ♪

♪ Oh, that won't be a pleasant walk ♪

♪ Down by the foaming brine ♪

♪ Well, they walked it east and they walked it west ♪

♪ And they walked it all alone ♪

♪ Till he took a knife from out his shirt ♪

♪ And he stabbed her to the ground ♪

♪ Oh, she fell upon one bended knee ♪

♪ And for mercy she did cry ♪

♪ Roaring, "Billy, dear, don't murder me ♪

♪ I am not prepared to die" ♪

♪ Oh, well, he took her by the lily white hands ♪

♪ And he dragged her to the brim ♪

♪ And with a mighty downward push ♪

♪ He threw her body in ♪

♪ Well, he went back to his mother's house ♪

♪ Between the hours of twelve and one ♪

♪ Oh, little did his mother think ♪

♪ What her darling son had done ♪

♪ Well, he asked her for a candlelight ♪

♪ To show him up to his bed ♪

♪ And he asked her for a handkerchief ♪

♪ To tie around his head ♪

♪ And no sleep and no rest did the young man get ♪

♪ No, rest he could not find ♪

♪ For he thought he saw the gates of hell ♪

♪ Approaching his bedside ♪

♪ Well, the murder it was soon found out ♪

♪ And the gallows was his doom ♪

♪ For the murdering of sweet Mary Anne ♪

♪ Who lies where the roses bloom ♪