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Gary, what the hell did you do? SHE GASPS

So, you've just been made homeless

and you want to place your daughter in emergency care?

Don't go, Mummy! Please don't go.

I love my daughter so much.

I fully intend on getting a job and a place of my own to support us.

I just need a chance.

- If I did have something to sell... - What?

Some stones, loose.

How d'you get 'em out? - Grabbed 'em from the safe.

Necked 'em, walked.

So can you sell 'em for me?

Might take a few weeks.

Right, I need cash, now.

Would you do a bit more work then?

So what am I nicking?

Clothes, designer gear, luggage.

I wanna nick jewels

not shoplift with a dodgy cheque book.

All in good time.

I'm only doing this one job.

Once you nick the gear, we're going to Spain tomorrow.

Spain?

We need to courier some jewellery.

My mate Albie sells it out in Spain

where the pigs aren't looking for it.

We take it over, he pays us on delivery.

So you want me to take it on the plane

and bear all the risk?

So we'll swing by his club.

You need to act dumb around his missus.

Business and pleasure all in one cute little package.

Yeah, no, I reckon we'll make a good team.

I found out your ex did a job for me back in the day.

You've spoken to Gary?

Says you was a right nightmare.

Ran off with his kid.

Gary's a bloody liar.

When am I coming home?

It won't be long now, I promise.

Our only concern is for Kelly's welfare.

I'm afraid we think that she's better off where she is.

I need money. I mean money, money.

Know what I mean?

Yeah, I reckon I do.

"The Lovecats" by The Cure

There you are.

Today's special. - Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

So, what's the set up? - It's perfect.

The house is miles from anywhere.

Crap security, no window locks.

We wait till it gets dark and break in.

Oil's halfway up the stairs. - It's definitely a real Stubbs?

Classic. Worth thousands.

Enough to buy me and Kelly a new home with a garden?

Oh, a mansion, with a butler thrown in.

So what about the owner?

Woman. Lives on her own.

Drinks a lot, according to Hugo.

Your man at the auction house?

Yeah.

When did he value it? - This morning.

She was already half-cut.

Why?

Hard life when you're filthy rich.

No, no, I mean why get it valued?

I dunno, probably insurance.

Or she's planning to sell it.

Your point?

Well, I mean, if she's already got a legit buyer

they'll come looking for it when it goes.

It's much harder for us to sell on.

No, we'd have to hold onto it for a while anyway.

I don't want to hold onto it for a while.

I need cash now, to set myself up for Kelly.

Right, we'll go back to London now, get Jim Cho to knock up a sham.

Come back.

I'll find a way in by day. Let you in at night.

Swap the pictures.

No one will know it's gone. Can sell it on straightaway.

THUNDER RUMBLES

I was out walking...

I was... I was out walking...

I was out walking.

DOORBELL RINGS

DOG BARKS

Get down! Who is it?

Sorry to disturb!

Er... I need help.

I don't open the door to strangers.

I... I've twisted my ankle.

I was out walking.

If... if I could just use your telephone, call a friend?

It's getting dark.

LATCH RATTLES

I don't know what I was thinking, setting off alone

and then I turned my ankle on a stile and...

DOGS BARK - Get back!

Oh, you're obviously a long way from home.

I just, I need a pick-me-up.

I could open some brandy.

Of course, if I could afford to heat this bastard place

I wouldn't need it.

It's a beautiful house.

It was, before my husband walked out

left me with all the bills.

Fuck-face.

Sounds familiar.

Can't believe that anyone would abandon a little poppet like you.

You'd be surprised.

Another woman?

He packed a bag and said he was "going on the run".

Classic. - I know.

"Fuck-face".

Ah. - DOG BARKS

Oh, shush...

Shush, you'll get your sausage!

He'll be back soon enough...

tail between his legs with a peace offering.

Bottle of gin or something... - DOG BARKS

But don't let him back in! - I won't, I won't.

That's always been my problem.

Oh, well, you've got a kind heart.

You'll stay the night?

Oh, thank you, that's very kind.

Mm...

Oh... your daughter?

Married a Kiwi last year.

Buggered off to the other side of the world.

I'll see you for breakfast.

My friend needs to come early. So, I'll just slip out.

Everyone leaves me in the end.

Well, thank you for having me.

Goodnight. - Night.

Shh, good boy.

Boo.

DOG BARKS

Shh.

Here, give him a sausage.

Why me?

You're the stranger.

We're fine for now, I put that Valium in her nightcap.

OK. - Where's the sham?

It's in the van. Let's get the real deal out first.

Oh, what a beauty... 1760.

1765.

Come on then. - Look at the detail...

Stop, stop, stop.

It's fine, it's fine.

Careful. Don't touch the oil.

DOG BARKS

DOOR CREAKS AND SLAMS

- Shit... - Henrietta?

Hen?

Forgive me.

- Hen? - Scream.

SHE SCREAMS - Out the way!

DOG BARKS

Put it down, now!

Who are you? Friend of Hen's?

Go in the kitchen, call the police.

Out my fucking way.

Move.

Move, or I'll blow your brains out!

DOG BARKS

Don't fuck with me.

Fuck's sake! Get in!

TYRES SQUEAL

You brought a gun!

It's alright, I wasn't gonna use it.

D'you think he'll call the police? - Yeah, course.

Just drive.

You're over-thinking it.

He was drunk, he saw you for a second.

But I spent all evening with her.

You were in disguise and she doesn't know your name.

She's got no means of tracing you.

She'd get me in a line up.

A line up?

It's alright for you, you had a balaclava on.

Yeah, to make you the victim.

Protect you. - Protect me?

You pulled out a gun! You turned it into an aggravated assault.

I wasn't gonna use it. - I don't care.

What was I supposed to do, Joanie?

Follow me upstairs, run out the back, like I did.

Without this? - Yeah, without the painting!

It's not like we can sell it now.

I'm taking it to the warehouse. Order a Chinese.

Be back in an hour.

But I wanna come with you.

Let me come with you. - Sorry, Joanie.

So I graft for you all day

put my neck on the line and you don't fucking care?

You can't just shut me out!

SHE KICKS THE DOOR Fuck you!

What can I do you for?

I'm selling stones.

Loose? - Mm-hmm.

Who sent ya?

No one. - Well, who are ya?

Joan. - Joan who?

Are you interested or not?

Where'd you get them from, Joan?

Does it matter? - Well, it should to you, darling.

You've been royally done.

Cut glass.

I can see it from here.

Oh, no, are you serious? - Mm-hmm.

What you doing?

Might as well chuck 'em then. - No, no, no. Look...

let me take another look.

I might be able to give you a few quid.

It's alright. I think they're worth more than that.

You never told me where you got 'em from.

I'm not going to.

Mm, then I'd better keep hold of 'em.

Call my mate down the cop shop.

Ow!

They're only worth something if you know how to sell 'em!

Stupid cow.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Enjoy.

Same again, without the veg.

Would you let me buy this? - No, I wouldn't.

She never accepts drinks off strange men.

Of all the gin joints...

How did you find me?

PIANO PLAYS CHOPIN SOFTLY

I never buy what I can steal.

This came, from social services.

SHE SIGHS

They want to visit.

Check out "the suitability" of my new living arrangements.

So come back.

You've gotta let me in, Boisie.

I mean, men have been pushing me around my whole life.

Keeping things from me.

I won't have it anymore.

I'll show you mine, if you show me yours.

I'm not a grass.

Never have been.

The key's in the glove box.

George the IV.

It's mahogany.

Here y'are, look at the craftsmanship here.

How beautiful.

Wow...

Never seen you so happy.

I had nothing as a kid.

Me neither.

Not a bean.

Yeah, not just...

stuff.

I mean...

no family.

My mum...

I get it.

My dad beat me.

A lot.

What did she do?

Um...

She chose her fella over me.

Gave me away when I was a kid.

HE PLINKS ON PIANO KEYS

Then one day, she said I could come back.

That's good. - Yeah.

So they could claim the family allowance, five shillings a week.

Twenty five pence?

Least I knew what I was worth.

They'll be safe here.

Choose something.

SHE CHUCKLES

PHONE DIALS

Southernwell social services, good morning.

Hello, it's Joan O'Connell again.

I'm still waiting for a visit from the social worker.

Any idea when they're coming?

I 'II ha ve to check where you are on the list

and get soMeone to call you back.

But I've got my flat all ready.

Yes, I appreciate that.

I'm just... I'm desperate to get my little girl back.

I'M sorry but we are really busy at the moment.

OK.

Thank you.

VACUUM WHIRS

To get your motor running sMoothly

choose Becnham 's hypergrade.

The finest engine oil in the world.

When words are not enough...

fall in love with diamonds.

Sapphire GoldsMith 's, London.

Thanks.

Can I help you, madam?

Uh, yeah, coffee?

Certainly, madam. - Thank you.

Show me the Emperor again. - Of course, madam.

Ah, we can always adjust it.

I'm in London again next week.

- I can try it on then. - Absolutely.

- If you send the car. - To the Dorsington?

Yes, and I need the spec.

The carats, the cut, the mount.

My husband likes to know what he's spending his money on.

MAN CHUCKLES Of course, I'll write it all down.

I've been thinking, Boisie.

Uh-oh.

If we can't sell the painting now...

I still need some money.

Oh, thanks.

Well, I'll sell something from the warehouse to get you some cash.

Mm-mm...

No. I wanna earn my own money.

So you can buy Kelly a horse?

Sorry, two horses.

I don't want her to ever wish she was back at the Ashburys.

She won't.

I've seen a ring I wanna nick.

Worth 250 grand.

They won't even get the ring out of the cabinet if they don't know you.

Unless I convince them I'm a somebody.

An American. Loaded.

Dress up proper fancy, drop in that I'm staying at a posh hotel.

You know, string 'em along.

Tell 'em I need a spec made up for my lover.

OK. - Take the spec up to Hatton Garden.

Get a sham made up.

So then, when I return to actually buy the ring

Swap it. Walk out. Sell it on.

Well, you don't need me at all.

I do.

I need a sugar daddy to come with me

help me sell my character.

Come with you?

What, like your assistant?

I can't leave the shop.

No, sorry, Joan.

You'll forego 80 grand because you won't close up for half a day?

SHE SCOFFS

Do you even want me to succeed?

As a thief, or as a mother?

DOORBELL RINGS

Boisie!

Can you get it?

Might be the social!

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Oh. - Hello, Joan.

It's you.

Nice to see you too.

What are you doing here?

Val was getting sunspots. - And the rest.

So, you're back for good?

Joan.

No, it's fair.

Let her quiz me.

If we're about to work together.

What do you mean? What's he said?

Can you act?

With you on my arm, anything's possible.

Great.

Look, I'm happy to get involved.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

But why don't you just do it on your own?

I need help selling on.

Fence won't work with someone new.

It's all planned out, I've got the spec.

I know what I'm doing, Albie.

Hm, I don't doubt that for a minute.

Need a word with King, darling.

King. What?

There's a bloke here to see ya.

Once you've made the introduction, I'll do the talking.

Nah. King's the kind of geezer who would rather talk with a man.

Hello, mate. - Hiya.

Didn't know you was knocking round again.

Only so long you can lie on a beach, know what I mean?

You should've told me you was working for Albie.

I'm not. He's working for me.

Ah-ha. Working together, mate.

Er, we need a piece made up.

Not selling stones anymore then?

Sold 'em. You missed out.

What kind of piece?

It's my job. I've got the spec.

You need to get your trousers back, mate.

HE WHISTLES

Where d'you get this from? - From the jewellers.

I want an 18-carat 4-claw mount with the fake set in.

Made of?

Cubic zirconia. It's got to match this exactly.

Whew.

It's a lot of work.

It'll cost ya.

You're gonna do it for free.

You mad cow. - Joan, no, that's--

In return, you'll get the real deal when I bring it back the next day, OK?

Retails 250 grand.

I want 80 in cash, unmarked notes.

HE EXHALES

Seventy five.

Eighty.

And I want the sham ready for Thursday.

Oh...

HE WHISTLES

Forget it.

Not the only bent jeweller in Hatton Garden.

Alright, alright! You're on, you're on.

I'll do it.

How'd it go?

Is he shaping up as a good sugar daddy?

Well, he's not exactly Sidney Poitier.

Oh, thanks!

Maybe Eddie Murphy, on a good day.

THEY CHUCKLE

So, what's the set up?

Uh, pick up the sham from King on Thursday, go home, get changed.

Take the tube to Heathrow, pick up a black cab

check in at the St James Park Hotel as Mrs Stephanie Sutherland.

I have cases.

No problem, madam. - Thank you.

Stay the night, get prepared for the big day, get into character...

KNOCK ON DOOR

Just wanted to say good luck.

Go.

Why?

Because I'm jet lagged.

Having a quiet night in before I meet up with my sugar daddy in the morning.

You love all this, don't you?

Dressing up...

pretending.

Job satisfaction isn't a crime.

But the rest of it is.

Just go.

So, Albie's not staying? - Don't be ridiculous.

You know the story. I'm meeting him in the shop.

Alright. - Bye.

Bye.

PHONE RINGS

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Hello.

Yes, I'll be straight down.

Yeah, checking out this afternoon. Thank you. Bye.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Where the fuck did that go?

Morning.

Mrs Sutherland. - Thank you.

ENGINE STARTS

Hello, Mrs Sutherland.

Mrs Sutherland, how lovely to see you again.

I trust the car arrived OK?

Thank you. And how was your flight?

I think I picked up a cold.

You know, I can't get that cute little ring out of my mind.

It's an exceptional piece.

I told my, er...

my friend all about it.

Are we to expect him?

Well, I thought that he'd be here already.

Maybe I could try it on again?

Of course. - Thank you.

Thank you.

It goes beautifully with your eyes.

DOOR OPENS

Hello, sweetie.

Ah, been thinking about you all night.

What do you think?

Oh... it is stunning.

Isn't it?

And you really, really want it?

More than anything. Please. - Hm...

It's a very special piece, sir, totally unique in fact.

Of course, I saw the spec.

And the price is very...

A-da, da.

Not in front of a... huh?

Hmph, let's talk.

So...

It's not too much, is it?

Oh, for you, my love, it's a bargain.

Stephanie?

Oh, honey! We said we'd meet at the restaurant...

You didn't need to come here. - Uh...

Steph and I just bumped into each other.

We were friends at college.

Hi, sorry, James Sutherland.

He's always been the jealous type.

A-ha, good to meet you, James.

Well...

Let's go and get some lunch, mm?

Next time.

Thank you.

You could surprise her with it.

No, I don't think so.

My apologies.

Good work.

Thought you really were a green-eyed monster for a minute.

Right, some of us have still got work to do.

I'm off to King's. - Er, you want me to come with?

In case he's funny about giving money to a lady.

Then he needs to learn.

I'll get you your 20% later.

Gonna need to keep her on a tight rein.

"Rapture" by Blondie

I wouldn't have any work if I ripped people off.

I always count the money.

# And they're stepping lightly #

# Hang each night #

# In rapture #

Albie'll barely set foot in the kitchen.

- Well, that's not true. - I know you can cook.

She is so bloody lucky. - RUSSIAN MUSIC PLAYS

What is this, Boise? - VAL LAUGHS

I bought a load of antiques off this Russian geezer.

He threw in his record collection. - Did you make them from scratch?

Course I did, you stupid cow!

He's transformed you.

Maybe I've transformed myself.

You like him though?

Yeah, I do.

I think he's great!

Apart from his weird taste in music.

Oh, I'm proper happy for you, Joan.

Come on, let's go.

Got 'em? - Yeah.

Ta-da...

Right, Val, don't let me down. - No, I couldn't, Joan.

You could, couldn't you?

Well, if you made it, course I can.

What is it about London that makes you so hungry?

Oh, well I have been working pretty hard these last few days.

Oh, you're working here, what you doing?

This and that.

Me and Boise been working on a scheme with an American couple.

Americans? - Don't ask, Joan.

This, this dessert is gorgeous.

Oh, you know what Jerry Hall says, "A cook in the kitchen..."

"Whore in the bedroom." - Albie!

JOAN SCOFFS

Sorry, Joan. - Mm...

She doesn't mind. Come on, Joan, top me up.

Oh.

Oh...

Come on.

Nice.

A toast to Joan.

Look at her, she's perfect, isn't she?

Oh, God, what you on about?

I fell for her the moment I met her, scrabbling for coins in a pub.

We got as drunk as lords, nothing's changed.

Except I love you even more.

Oh...

I love you.

Marry me, Joanie.

What?

Are you sure?

Course.

I adore you.

Let's get married.

Marry me?

Yes.

Yes! Yes!

Yes!

SHE WHOOPS

Congratulations!

Yes, grab the champers!

DOORBELL RINGS

DOORBELL RINGS

DOORBELL RINGS

It was a one off.

I'll take that, sorry.

Once Kelly's here, there'll be nothing like this, I promise.

D'you want a coffee?

Oh, no thanks.

We've got freshly ground.

Honestly, I'm fine.

If I'd known you were coming...

I mean, I've been keeping the place spick and span.

I've been obsessed.

Hoovering night and day.

We're not too bothered about mess.

As long as you're making progress towards building a stable home.

Oh, yeah, I am definitely.

Because Kelly's doing well where she is now.

Yeah, course she is, she's a good girl.

It's not about compliance, Joan.

Mrs Ashbury tells us she's really thriving.

Kelly's flourishing at school.

Well, she would say that, wouldn't she?

Do you want to sit down, Joan?

I've got something I need to tell you.

What?

Sit down.

Spit it out.

The Ashburys have asked us if they can adopt Kelly.

It's just a request at the moment.

You're her mother and no one's doing anything without due process.

We do always try to keep children with their mothers.

It's really important that Kelly moves back into a settled, stable environment.

Right now, we're not convinced you can provide that.

INDISTINCT NOISE FROM TV

... train through a red light

at the junction of Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Circus.

LAUGHTER ON TV

First the news.

A Sheffield woman who has been trying out the new roast beef...

NOISE CONTINUES FROM TV

TV SWITCHES OFF

SHE KISSES

SHE WHISPERS TO KELLY

# Darling, don't you cry #

# It's just for a while #

# Cos you'll never be the girl if you let them rule #

# Oh no, you'll never be the girl, till you kick those blues #

# Oh, gotta go, get your glamour on #

# But don't let them nearer home #

# But don't let them near your soul #