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CAR HORN BLARES

RAPID BREATHING

SILENCED GUNSHOTS

HORNS BLARE

'Attention, ladies and gentlemen.

'We are being held in this position due to unforeseen circumstances.

'There is a body on the line at Green Park.'

Greer, I've only got half the notes on the Davies Review. Spare copy on your desk.

Do you know where you're meant to be?I do.It's a three-line whip in the House.I know, George phoned me.

Great.

Given our generous salaries, if we get heavily into debt,

we at least have some prospect of getting out of it.

However, too many people are not in our fortunate position

and there are too many examples of consumers becoming trapped...

He's still in there!

SIREN WAILS

No! Him, he's breathing! He's still in there! Back the bloody units off!

Stop!Correction - one body, one survivor. We have a survivor.

The honourable gentleman is right. CHEERS

There are some disgraceful cases which is why the Community Finance...

Sonia's dead.

Let's go over to the office. Is he all right?He's fine.

He's all right. Stephen, let's go over to your office.

PHONE RINGS

How?

She went under a train.

When?This morning.

I don't have any other details. KNOCK AT DOOR

Stephen, I just heard about your researcher. You tell Andrew before you tell me?

The hacks are on to it. We're being asked for comment. I've nothing to say.

Chloe's drafting something.She can say what she wants.As Sonia's boss, they expect a statement.

Stephen, I think Andrew's right.

Can we have half an hour?We've got an energy briefing anyway.

We can do something on the front of that.

I'm very sorry about Sonia.

Good morning, everybody.

Um... Before we go any further, Mr Collins is going to read a statement.

Stephen?

Sonia Baker was a bright, well-liked researcher for the Energy Committee.

Everyone on the team is shocked by her death. I want to pass on our sincere condolences to her family.

Have the police clarified if it was an accident? We're liaising with the Met.

Was there indication of depression prior to this?

We're not qualified to answer.Did she seem disturbed?

Give us a break, Helen.

I'm not a shrink. She seemed bright, buoyant. We're in the dark

until the police investigation.

Stephen, we both use the Jubilee line in the mornings...So? I was on the same train you were.

If you say so.Which was held back for a body on the line. How does that make you feel?

Don't be gruesome. We're awaiting the inevitable inquest to know what we're dealing with.

We'll postpone the meeting...

Um, I think that just about wraps it up. Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming.

MURMURING

PHONE RINGS

Hello?'Anne, Andrew Wilson. Is Stephen in Manchester?'

He's down there, isn't he? 'He seems to have gone offline. No worries, I'll find him.

'Sorry to bother you.' Why would he go offline, Andrew?

'You need to speak to Stephen about tomorrow's papers. OK?'

'Firstly, the Daily Telegraph. Good news for house buyers.

'House prices will fall in the next few months.'Was it Paddy for me?

'You're through to Stephen Collins. I'm not here right now but please leave a message.'

'The Mirror leads on the death of political researcher, Sonia Baker,

'and the pictorial distress of her boss, Manchester MP, Stephen Collins.'Dad.

'The Express has the same story as their lead. "Devastated?" and the same picture.

'That's all from Newsnight tonight but there's more news on BBC News 24.'

PHONE RINGS

STILL RINGING

I'll get to it.

PHONES RINGING

Liz.Cal. Where's your tan? Wettest Canaries for five years.

And the young lady I took with me was only in it for the plane fare. You need to run 'em past me first.

Could you send some flowers to Stephen Collins?Being?Do you read the papers?Only every other day.

You're paid to.He's an MP, Portcullis House. No message, just put, "Sorry, Cal."

See what the CBI's position is and clear it with Donald.

Sorry. Right, if we are all gathered...

Stephen Collins' photo confession? More interest than he expected.

He's chairing the Energy Select Committee. Everybody's betting on him to make Cabinet next year.

The opposition want to block a main player.He had a member of staff who topped herself. Where's the story?

Well, look at the picture. I've seen the picture.

Why's that not a story to you, Cal? She's dead. He nearly cried. So?

Either he's faking or he's knobbing her. Either way it's worth having... Do you know him personally?

I was his campaign manager when he ran for Parliament. Did we shrink the format of the paper?

What we got on the drugs thing?

Dead kid's name's Kelvin Stagg, 15 years old, professional killing.

The police think it's a build-up of drugs territory in the West End. Connected?I'm checking.

The survivor's a motorcycle courier. He's under police guard.

They won't confirm if he's a suspect. A porter says he took a bullet to the heart

that was blocked by a mobile phone. Vodafone shares will go through the roof. Can the journalist

without portfolio get excited about drug cartels making a move on the posher streets?

I can knock something up, like you'd know the difference!Don't try this at home, kids. Foreign?

The Middle East stuff? Plea from the MOD not to use that information till confirmed.

LOUD ROCK MUSIC

PHONE RINGING

'Stephen Collins' office.'

Greer, it's Anne Collins. His mobile's still off.

He's in with George Fergus, Anne.

'When he's somewhere convenient, tell him to talk to his children.'

OK.

She knows you're here.

It's from Cal McCaffrey.

And he's left two messages. Yeah, I bet he has.

The last one said, "Not work. Just ring if you need to."

The Mail, the Mirror and the News Of The World are chasing this and they won't let go if we stay quiet.

The less we say now, the more determined they'll be to keep coming.Yes...

I was having a thing with Sonia Baker.

I don't know how to deal with this.

Nobody's trying to run your life, Stephen, but we need a strategy.

Which kind of involves me talking to Anne. Is that OK?

You'd better wait until I have.

I've got to vanish.OK.

Hiya. She's just with the area manager, Stephen. I'll take your number. Sorry, no, force of habit.

I'll just interrupt her for you... 'No, don't do that.'OK.

'I'll call later.'OK, then.'Just tell her I called.'OK, then. Bye.

Sorry about that. 18.99, please.

I can't take it now. 'It's Stephen.'Stephen?'I think that means Stephen Collins.'Oh.

Stick him through.'Cal?'Hey. Didn't I used to know you?

Are you OK?

Feel like I'm doing speed bumps at 70. You?

I've nearly finished decorating the house.Ten years is not bad, eh?

It was sex. Just sex. I half expected her to turn round any minute and say,

"I only did it for a bet." But that never happened.

She was a great girl.

She must have been bored. I don't think she would've sustained her interest.

"A source close to Stephen Collins said."

What?Shall I print that? I'm telling you what happened.You think I'm paying to get a story?

It's not a story. And I'm not paying. I wanted to make sure you were OK.Oh!

And the only time you ask is when you know I'm not.Until last year, you were sending me comedy e-mails

three times a week.Yeah, OK, sorry. I was trying to work you.

Cal, you know better than anybody, I've never screwed around before.

Had you rowed the day Sonia died? No.Agreed to split?

No.So why did she top herself? She must've fallen. You know what it's like in the tube at rush hour.

Bloody rat-trap. The night before, we were together and everything was normal.

Listen to this.

'Stephen, it's me.

'You left papers at my place. If you need them, I can bring them in. Let me know. Bye, gorgeous.'

What's her family saying? I don't know them.

But?The spin doctors don't want me to do anything without their permission.

Listen, every journalist in London is trying to talk to her family.

Now, if you haven't even tried, they'll crucify you.

BARRAGE OF QUESTIONS

Mr Collins, when did you last see her? Mr Collins, how is your wife?

Sonia and me... We couldn't have been closer. She told me about you.

Well, not you by name.

And, no offence, if she had, I wouldn't have known you from Adam.

She just said she was seeing a man whose private life was tricky.

Was Sonia being taken for a ride? No, Mr Baker.

She absolutely wasn't.

Clare and I are convinced it must've been an accident. Was that your understanding?

Yes. She had no reason to kill herself.

She said you made her laugh.

SIGHS DEEPLY

Thank you for coming.

Thank you for seeing me.

Listen, I'm sorry, but can I go out the back way?

Suit yourself. Six of one, half a dozen of the other.

I told them you were coming.

In all honesty, Mr Collins, you're not entitled to privacy. Not under these circumstances.

Mr Collins! Were you having an affair with Sonia Baker?

'16.20 Virgin train service to Manchester Piccadilly...'

'He went to see her parents. They recorded his conversation.'

They're not even selling it. They're giving copies away. Where is he?Christ knows.

I'm not in the mood for baby-sitting.I'll find him.Are we sure he's worth it?Absolutely.

'I nipped home for a kip.'

Before or after you met Stephen Collins?

So I met Stephen Collins... What have we got?What's he saying?

He just talked personal shit really.Did she top herself?

He's adamant that she didn't. And I believe him.

Where are we up to?Police reckon Kelvin Stagg was a known offender.

His headmaster reckons Kelvin's never been to court in his life. Career truant at worst.

I'm meeting Bernie. He can get me Kelvin Stagg's mobile number.

Can we find out if Sonia Baker was seeing a shrink?But he's adamant she didn't top herself?

It's hardly the kind of stuff she's going to tell him during sex, is it?

It's just blokes like me that get nutters like that.Mm...

Dad!Louis. Where's your mum?

She wouldn't come.

You're on your own?I heard what train you were getting.She doesn't even know you're here?No.Great.

Good to see you.Sorry.

Come on.

Is it true?

Well, the bits that are,

I'm sorry for, OK?

The whole study group? How many's in the group?

12.Well, just get your teacher to write to my secretary and she can send you an invitation.

But it will have to be after this session, OK?Thanks.

I'm going up. Night, Mum.

Night, love. Dad?Night, son.

DOOR BANGS

Am I avoiding the papers again tomorrow?

You don't think you should've warned your kids? I didn't want them dwelling on it.

That's movingly caring, Stephen. Anne, I can say I'm sorry.

I can promise to do whatever it is you want me to do.

But not if you're going to pretend you didn't know. You'd have lied if I asked you.

Because I knew me and Sonia wouldn't last.And what after her?

Let's um...

Go for a drive or something. Mm?

If Louis smells this in this house, he'll do his nut.

Which is rich coming from someone who could drink me under the table. Louis's drinking?

Agh! Ow!

You'd arranged to come home when the kids were in Devon with Mum and Dad

to tell me you were having an affair. So, if you and Sonia weren't going to last, what was the point?

Ring your mum to get a bed sorted.

I'll phone you when I get there, OK?

Where did you get this? Not difficult and definitely not exclusive.

Her parents rang the world and his brother to tip us off. Neil! It's with you.Got it!

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

'Stephen, it's Cal. Listen, don't go home. Call me.'

The visit of MP and chairman of the Energy Select Committee,

Stephen Collins, to the parents of his former researcher, Sonia Baker,

who tragically died recently. Distraught Mr Baker said

that he and his wife were convinced that she wouldn't have committed suicide.

Have you got to be in work today? Oh, they prefer me not to be.

'Mr Collins made no further comment.'

Drink this. Eat that. Then get yourself to bed.

Do you think they'll ask you to resign?

The Tories are bound to but...

DOORBELL

One moment.

Have you wet the bed or what?

There's somebody here.Collins?

A friend.Bernie got me out of bed at four o'clock with this, so you need to hear it.OK.

If you tell anyone he's here, you're dead.It really affects him.

OK. There's a breakfast caff at the end of Storbor Road. It opens in half an hour. Meet me there.

Courier from the office.

I need to nip back in first thing. They courier you a package so that you can drive back in with it?

How much does that cost? From the crew that built the Dome... Piss off!

I asked Bernie to get Sonia Baker's mobile records.

I was going to cross-reference numbers with clinics for a shrink. Found a shrink?I haven't had time

because this showed up.

Kelvin Stagg's calls going back a month. Here.

That's Sonia Baker's number.

Are there any more?One call, ten past seven, the day they both died. Two-minute phone call.

How? She wasn't a druggie.

'He's not available for comment.'

I'm hanging up. I am putting the phone down!

Mrs Collins? Mrs Collins?

Yes, we have read the newspapers.

Where is he?Are you married?Yes. If you're here when I get back, your wife won't want you. Get off!

I am sorry! I am...

PHONE RINGS

Stephen Collins' office.

It's OK. Go back to sleep.

There's a spare set of keys on the kitchen table.

Della, are you near a pen? I've got a copper's number for you.

Stuart Brown. He's a DI working on the shootings. I've never used him but he knows my mate.

With a name like Joy, you could at least fake it.How come we never do this over a drink?

You don't even say please, thank you, bugger all.That's how it goes if I'm paying for it.

Stagg's cause of death was a bullet which went in the forehead and out through the base of the skull.

Toxicology? No drugs apart from Prednisolone. Steroid - he was asthmatic.

He was on repeat prescription according to his GP files.

What calibre bullet? Nine-millimetre.

Do you want these?No.

Della Smith?That's the password. Stuart Brown.

Smith and Brown - sophisticated ancestry. Where are you from? Glasgow.Edinburgh.

I'm a bit of a media virgin, Della. I'm not sure how to play this.

We talk. I pay. You go.

Not interested. I've only just been made DI.

Not money, information.

We do swapsies. Not always immediately. We learn to trust each other a bit.

What can you tell me about Kelvin Stagg?

Old enough to deal drugs. Too young to die. Should be a T-shirt.

Why drugs?Professional hit.

And the kid's implicated in a druggie wider picture.

If he's got form, we can't find it.

And the postmortem shows no presence of non-prescriptive drugs. None.

Check?I will when I get the results. How did you get that?

What about the motorcycle courier? Craig Livingstone. 28-year-old, very lucky lad.Any form?

We started on that assumption but no. More than that I've no idea till he regains consciousness.

Evidence of drugs at the scene?

No.Anything to connect the two of them?

So, it could've been a random shooting?

That's what I'm thinking suddenly.

Your shoelace is undone again.

You are liars! He never used drugs!

Your paper lied about my son. Go away!Show some respect.OK, OK.

He wasn't into drugs. I know Kelvin wasn't into drugs. I've seen his postmortem report.

Sonny...

He was a nice boy. A Christian.

Mum!I'm not saying that just cos he's dead.He only prayed if he got caught.Tiny things.

Snatched a few wallets.He found some.He may have found some. He nicked the rest.

Whatever you say.

We only knew because Mum found people's stuff...Which he could've been given.In the bins.

Was he ever charged?

Got beat up a couple of times but the police never got near him.

What do you do, Sonny?

For a laugh or for money?

It's just a question. Computer engineer. Birmingham.

Four days he's got.

But the body might take weeks.

Where's my funeral?

Family funeral.

What was HE doing down the West End at that time in the morning?

If there was anything valuable in the bag, he tried doing a deal with the owner.

Stupid but... People will pay more to get their address books back

than he can sell their phones for.

Stuff like that. Thought he was being clever.

If I'd have been there, he wouldn't have dared.

Had he done a deal recently?

My mum says she saw him from here with a metal briefcase like a camera case.

When she had a go at him about it, he denied it but she reckons he was really wound up about it.

Have the police got it?We didn't tell them. As if it's not going to prejudice what they think of him!

They'd say there were drugs in there.Isn't that possible?Look, Kelvin would not go near drugs.OK.

Listen, thanks. Tell your mum thank you.Yeah.

PHONE RINGS

Hello. Customer Services.

'Anne Collins, please. It's Andrew Wilson.'OK, just a second. Anne?

Anne Collins.'Anne? Andrew. I'm sorry to bother you at work.' However...

I wanted to see if you were OK. Well, I'm running a shop which I know you lot think is odd.

Partly why I enjoy it and I'll have to run it a lot better as a single parent.We're doing all we can.

We're putting out stories today that should eclipse Stephen. Not for my benefit.

The Energy Report's imminent. You wouldn't want that tainted. Nobody wants to degrade its value.

So, what is it you want from me?'I don't want you talking to reporters without checking with me.'

That wasn't so hard. But, hey, Andrew, I don't care what you want. I don't care what the Party needs.

I don't even care that she's dead. I couldn't give a shit.

I'm sorry. I'm, um... I'm so sorry.

I put the Davies Foundation back a week. They were all right about it.

But George wants you back in the House as soon as possible.

A bit more visible.

Hiya. Hello.Hello.

Greer, Cal.Yes, we've met. Hi.

Smells good.

He cooked it. I'm just stirring.

Don't worry. Greer's the only one who knows I'm here.I'll be gone in five minutes.I'll grab a shower.

Thank you.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYING

Have you ever heard of Kelvin Stagg?Kelvin?Stagg.

A 15-year-old.

He died the same day as Sonia.

He rang her that morning.

No, I've never heard of him.

# You're like a child with old eyes... #

SWITCHES MUSIC OFF

He rang Sonia?Mm-hm.

She wasn't into drugs at all.

Neither was he.

He was a bag snatcher.

Did she lose a bag?

No.Phone?

No, she had it on her that morning.

What about a silver briefcase? A metallic...?No.

PHONE RINGS

ANSWERING MACHINE: 'Hi, Cal McCaffrey. Leave your name and number after the beep.'

'Cal, it's Anne Collins, returning your call and asking a favour.'

Hello, Anne.

Just two secs, sorry, I've just got to...

Sure, whatever I can do.

Have you talked to him? 'He's talked to me, yeah.

'Um... Big mess - understatement.'

Sorry, have you got someone there?

'Yeah. No. Yeah. It's Stephen.'

Listen, I've left a dozen messages at home and at the shop.

LINE GOES DEAD

She wanted a private conversation. So do I.With me.

Come on, I've given you my time. Oh! Hey, Cal, thanks a lot, mate.

Piss off!

You screw your life up and it's the first I hear from you in months!

I was busy.Having an affair that was screwing your life up which you might've told me about.

Like I would!I would've guessed. It would've chucked me a cue to say, "Stop being such a prick!"

How well do you know me? More than you'd admit to. You have to say that in your job.

Oh, OK. What is wrong with my job?

I laughed when I saw they'd given you that - "Journalist of the Year!" Jesus!

Great mate you are, raking through my stuff. If you don't like my job, you can...It's not a job,

it's a waste product. People like you can't move until someone spoon-feeds you shit.

Like you? While you're pioneering the new dawn of democracy?Yeah.

Arrogant bastard! You've been greasing your own arse since you got that Shining Star badge.

In a vote for Chairman of the Energy Committee, the next contender was 50 votes behind me.

What have you done for your constituency?Well, nothing illegal like you'd be interested in, eh?

You believe what you're told. I earn my living.

You'll ruin my living the way you're going about your life!Stick your spare room up your arse, Cal!

DOOR SLAMS

PHONE RINGS

Cal McCaffrey.

'Sorry.'

Yeah. Turn around and come back. Let's get pissed.

You look shagged out.You don't.

And couldn't.

What time did Sonny Stagg ring? About three years back. Forgot, sorry.

About half nine.Put the times on the messages.You stink of alcohol. Don't take it out on me.

PHONE RINGS News Room.'Can I speak to Cal McCaffrey?'Yeah, hold on.

'Car park at the bottom of Primrose Court. Wait for me there.'

What kind of information am I paying for?'You'll find out.' What's the girl's name?

'You don't need to know that.'

I've got names that might be interesting...She'll be there?

'Till 11. If more than one car turns up, she vanishes.'OK.

Shit!

Della, how much money have you got? About 80 quid.

Why?I need to authorise some cash.

Where's Eric?He's out somewhere. Has anybody seen Eric?

She don't live round here. You'll never know where she lives.

And she won't tell you her name, all right?

He's not taking this and he has no idea who you are, OK?

And he's never going to repeat who gave him this, all right?

Kelvin, he just liked the look of the bag really. He said, "I'm having that."

So we waited for the bloke to put his bag down to pay for his ticket because they always do.

Then Kelvin, he dived in and the bloke made a grab for him.

Kelvin, he ran like somebody had set fire to him.

I shot sideways towards the trains.

I knew if he couldn't catch Kelvin, he was going to come for me.

I couldn't see where they'd gone.

So, I jumped on the tube.

And I went home. I mean, Kelvin could've been nicked for all I knew.

Then he comes in all smiles.

But the bag's not what we thought it was.

Jewellery or documents or phones or stuff, something they couldn't be without.

It was never jewellery though.

Show him.

Kelvin tried selling this bag?

That was the idea.How did you make contact? There's no connection with the owner.We didn't. He did.

We charged the phone and left it on.

That night he rang us. "You're fucking dead! Your mother's dead,

"your father's dead if that's not back in two hours!"

He knew who you were?He couldn't. Kelvin's dad died of an overdose last year. He was just shooting off.

Which meant he was desperate. Which usually meant money.

Speaking of...

Give her the money.

PHONE RINGS

We can't state that Collins had an affair.Nobody's denying it.

- Sonia Baker's parents have implicated him. - They accused him of seeing her.

No, they taped him admitting that.

Cameron, five minutes? Sorry.

In five minutes.

OK. They're probably right. We'll give it to the lawyers anyway.

I've just spent 500 quid without authorisation. And you still think you work here?

It's a bit dirty.

As in?As in...

I don't know what to call it.

Bring it in.

If it's a prostitute, she comes out your wages.

Cameron's looking for me. Aren't we all? His door's locked, so it's the Famous Five knock.

Adam.

Thanks.

Like I'm interested!

Do the police need to know we've got this?Depends why you wouldn't want to tell them.

We don't know what it represents. You got it from Stagg's family? Anonymous source.

You could be obstructing the course of justice.We're not hiding it.

It could affect the investigation if they knew it existed. What if that puts the witness at risk?

You came by it via your investigation into a crime? It was an accident initially.

The mobile. Why can't you identify the owner?Over the counter contract. Bogus data, I've checked.

Liz, sort out a bottle of red and four glasses.

'Can you fix me up with the lawyer?'

Out of your league, Buffy. Try the mail room. Knock and leave it outside.

How does this relate to the death of Kelvin Stagg?Stagg negotiated a money drop at Euston Station.

A 15-year-old, bear in mind. He was only asking 200 quid.

The last my contact saw of him, he got on the tube at Warren Street.

Somewhere public. He thought he'd be safe. We don't know what happened then.He was murdered.

You'll have to give it to the police.

But... Any delays in doing that could be dictated by your genuine fear for the life of your source.

You've sought legal advice to protect her.How long have we got?

Could have taken me a few days to research...

Five working days.

KNOCK AT DOOR < Room service.

Thank you. I've asked, he's not interested.

Do you want to go somewhere else? No, I've got a late night sitting. I've got to be back in ten minutes.

OK, I need to tell you this now because I don't know how long I can hold on to it.

I don't think Sonia Baker killed herself.I told you that. She fell.

We think she was murdered.

How in God's name...?

What are you talking about? There's strong evidence. What evidence?I can't tell you.

If you say you got this from me... You talk to me properly.

Stephen, you cannot afford to be involved...I am involved!

If you shoot your mouth off before the press know, they'll shred you! MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Shit!As soon as I know, properly, I'll tell you. OK? I swear I'll tell you.

OK.OK.

How the hell did you find out that fast?I get around.

Is it true?Which bit?

OK... The first.

You don't know what I'm on about.

So what are you here for? Tell me what I nearly knew.

He regained consciousness about two hours ago. But he just flaked out again.Has he talked?

Like, try to stop him! Blabbing ten to the dozen. Then went out like a light.

How much did he see of the shooting?He's helping with our inquiries...a lot.

He can identify the killer?If we put that on the street, we make him a target.It's obvious he's alive

because you lot are here. He's a target anyway.Which is why he's being baby-sat.By two adolescents.

They're not even armed, are they? Grow up. Time for swapsies, Della.

Or you came here for something.

Just... I think he needs protecting.

Properly protecting.

Control from DI Brown.'Go ahead.' Request armed supervision for the witness.

You can patch me through to the duty super but I want a team despatched now.

FIRE ALARM Just make your way to the exit.

Come on. Come on. All right?

ALARM WAILS

How can we move him? The fire's a floor below.

MACHINE BEEPS

OK, shift him.

Where's the nearest staircase? There's one at the back. We'll have to get him on a stretcher.

You stay with me. She stays with me.

Here'll do.We have to get him out. He stays here!

Control from DI Brown. 'Go ahead, six-four.'

We're in the service staircase on the third floor. What's the ETA?'Checking.'

Pressure's dropping. Tilt him.

Here.'Is there a staircase number?'45A.45A.

SIREN WAILS

'Tango, 3-5-2. Over.'

SILENCED GUNSHOT

SCREAMING

SOBBING

Back behind the line.Press. Definitely not. Over there.

I'm here to collect Della Smith. She's a witness.

I told you to stay put.She said... You get my permission, not hers.

Why did you come here tonight?

I've told you. On the off chance there might be new information. You talked to DI Brown in private.

To see what was happening. When he said there wasn't, you told him what?Nothing.What?

We just chatted. Then he called for an armed response. You told him what?

That had nothing to do with me. When a fire alarm kicked off, he said, "She stays with me."

I don't know why he said that. Just protecting me.

If one of my officers died because you've got information which belongs with us, you'll be sorry.

Can I go now?

It's there. Are you OK?

Did you see who fired the gun?

You wouldn't bloody listen, would you?!