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DANCE MUSIC

Nutter!

What are you doing? You never said!

You never said you were going to burn the place down!

Bastard!

EXPLOSION

EXPLOSION

SCREAMING

Righto.

Six sausage rolls, six packets of crisps...

...six Ignights, 20 fags and the Figanov, yeah?

That's it.

(RADIO) In the early hours, a fire broke out at a warehouse...

...located at East Way Road in the Newport docks area.

Firefighters...

Sorry, love. Says card declined.

Sorry, love. Says card declined. Oh, bugger off. Seriously?

SIGHS

What were you trying to buy, Miss?

It's Mrs, and that's not important, is it?

I've got money in there. It wouldn't go through.

I can see a payment of 3,000 from the account this morning.

Was that you?

No, it wasn't me.

Who was it to?

To Eight Bridges Estate Agents.

Right.

Yes, thank you.

Hello, you've reached the phone of Alun Lewis Jones.

Please leave a message after the beep.

Alun, love...

...my card's just been declined in Baneswell...

...and I think you might have something to do with why.

Call me back.

Honestly now, the finest shoe I've ever worn.

Go on, what size are you? Does Alun want a pair?

I wouldn't be buried in them.

Blinky's got shitloads. Genuine article.

He's flogging them off around town like some woolly boot Robin Hood.

A pair for Al, go on.

A pair for Al, go on. You're alright, thanks.

My treat.

No-one wants your knock-offs. Eat your sausage roll.

They're new in the box, you tit!

MOBILE

MOBILE Oh, here he bloody is, at last.

Oh, no. Hang on.

Hello?

Hello, Claire. Sorry to bother you.

It's Rhodri Pritchard. Calling about Beca.

Are you available to come to the school for a chat today?

Beca's Head of Year has come to me...

...with a few concerns.

Erm, yeah.

Erm, may I ask...?

No, no. Not over the phone. OK.

Is it bad?

No, no. No.

Thanks.

Everything alright?

Everything alright? Oh, Beca.

Bloody kids.

Don't start. Heard about the fire down the docks last night?

Right near my patch. Kids.

Could hear the little shits from my tent.

What? Really?

I'd better go.

Yeah, I've got stuff to crack on with.

Alright. Take care.

So, Mari, how's the new member of the Magistrates' Court?

Excited. Mentoring tramps now, are we?

Erm, he's a person, not a tramp.

Davey and I went to the same primary school.

I've known him longer than I've known my husband.

Sorry, I didn't mean...

If you want to be a good magistrate...

...you'll need to learn not to judge people too quickly.

Everyone's got a story.

And here you are.

The A&E of the criminal justice system.

People's first port of call.

Some days, it can feel overwhelming and hopeless.

Other days, just overwhelming.

I can't believe it.

The day has arrived.

Mari, Mr Owen Williams.

Exemplary magistrate, legend of the bench and my original mentor.

Hello. Pleasure to meet you, sir.

Hello. Pleasure to meet you, sir. Well.

It's hello and goodbye, I'm afraid.

Today's my last day after...!

Oh, I hesitate to even count it.

25 years.

Today is Mari's final observation session before she starts sitting.

One in, one out, eh?

What do you get after a quarter of a century on the bench?

Don't ask.

After 25 years of voluntary service...

...not even an email of thanks.

A free pint? Oh, forget it!

SHOUTING

Oh, look at this.

Under starter's orders.

Under starter's orders. And off we go.

Go on, son. I'd bet my pension that Gareth will catch him.

Nothing moves faster than a defendant fleeing the court.

Oh, nobody's ever got past Dafydd.

The best sweeper in the Coldra courts system.

I'll do my best not to look on this as an admission of guilt...

...but you do get a third off for a guilty plea.

I'd speak to a solicitor.

I thought we weren't supposed to judge people?

That was Ger Phillips.

I've got to know him over the years.

I can say without a doubt that he is an absolute...!

Court stand, please.

Number seven on your list, Your Worship.

Please state your name and address for the court.

Jack Barnet, 15 Pendleton Road.

Mr Barnet, you are charged with racially aggravated assault...

...on PC Campbell on the fifth of March.

How do you plead?

How do you plead? Guilty.

It wasn't racial. He's Scottish...!

It wasn't racial. He's Scottish...! Sit, Mr Barnet.

You've entered your plea.

I'm sure we're about to learn all the exciting details.

I admit, I messed up a bit.

You had a rail worker in a headlock...

...and were threatening to hit him over the head with a bottle of wine.

That's more than a bit.

Application for bail granted...

...on condition you stay out of Newport Railway Station - comply.

If you don't, you will be arrested, brought back...

...and bail will be reconsidered.

Don't let us down.

Oh, thank you. God bless you, Your Majestratesy.

Right, off you pop. Break for ten? Cuppa and a Jammie Dodger?

Court stand, please.

It's nothing to worry about - I had to pay rent on the flat...

...and I didn't have my business account details on me.

That flat's brought you nothing but grief.

It's an investment, Claire.

I've heard that before.

Once I'm home...

...I'll pop the cash back into our joint account.

There's nothing to worry about.

There's nothing to worry about. Alright, Al.

Just a boring cash flow thing.

Alun, stop. More pressing, what's going on with Beca?

What about Beca?

I've had a call from Rhodri Pritchard asking to see us today.

You work in the same building!

Fine, I'll see you there.

Well, it's not fine, is it? Are you OK?

Me? Tippedy top. I'll see you at the school.

Tippedy top?

Boys.

METAL CLANKING

What do you think, boss?

I think someone wants me to think I'm unlucky.

Or they think I'm stupid.

Trouble is...

...I've never been either.

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Oh, I didn't get my cuppa.

Right. Last one of the day. Million quid if you guess it in three.

I never bet against the unbridled creativity of Newport.

Causing unnecessary suffering to an animal.

Hamster in a blender.

Uh-uh. Wrong answer.

Erm, cat in a trouser press.

Erm, cat in a trouser press. Uh-uh. One left.

Goldfish in a pint, down in one. On his head.

How do you know it's a "he"?

That I will bet on.

We've seen goldfish being eaten before, haven't we?

This is a new crime.

No such thing. We've seen it all.

Chihuahua off a balcony, eighth floor.

Oh.

The dog didn't report this then.

The dog didn't report this then. Prada can't appear as a witness...

...unfortunately.

What sort of person chucks an innocent creature off a balcony?

Innocent until proven guilty, Lisa.

Let's see what Prada did in his last moments on earth.

Woof!

In final mitigation, my client is remorseful.

He made a terrible mistake...

...and has cooperated with police throughout.

Mr Higgins has never committed an offence against an animal before...

...and is unlikely to do so in the future.

He's broken off relations with Prada's owner.

They are no longer in contact.

He may not have committed an offence like this before...

...but there have been offences, a lot of them.

That stopped suddenly in 2020. You were 19.

What happened?

Moved to Newport and turned over a new leaf.

Three months in Wakefield.

What can I say?

The rehabilitation you lot gave me worked.

I'm a reformed character.

We've heard a lot of mitigation but nothing about why you did it.

Dog barking. Ex shouting. Just wanted peace and quiet.

It worked.

Well, bench will retire.

Court stand, please.

The pause in his crimes is a sure sign of a career criminal.

He's graduated to the big time...

...and the police haven't been able to touch him.

Personally, I think that crosses the custody threshold.

The man's a monster.

Mari, what do you think?

I thought the same as Lisa...

...then I read the mental health report.

Higgins had the worst start you can imagine.

Given up for adoption at birth.

Into a care home, but he wasn't properly cared for by anyone.

Six different homes.

One place was found to be abusing the kids.

The only foster carer he had longer than two months committed suicide.

Higgins found her body when he was seven years old.

What do I think?

I think it's a miracle he's alive to throw anything off a balcony.

He's done a terrible thing...

...but it's not as bad as what's been done to him.

Derek?

I don't like those little dogs.

SCHOOL BELL

Shall we begin? He can catch up.

I'm so sorry.

I lost myself in the thrill of marking Year 10's mock papers.

Right. What's the problem?

Beca's Head of Year has expressed some concerns.

Beca is one of our brightest students.

Straight As.

Oxbridge is a real possibility for her...

...but we've noticed a change in her this term.

Her attendance is down, her work standards slipping.

And she's making noises about not going to university at all.

She bloody well is!

I'm pretty sure...!

Sorry.

I'm pretty sure it's just a phase.

She's a clever girl. She knows what she wants.

Any issues at home?

Nothing at all.

Hang on, she's a teenager.

We haven't got a clue what she's up to half the time.

I work in student welfare, Claire.

I deal with problem kids.

I know when a kid is on the road to ruin.

God knows you do too, Rhodri, with your experience.

I don't think this is anything more than textbook teenage pushback.

Beca's smart.

Precocious - yes. Challenging - definitely.

But she always pulls it out of the bag.

Thanks for letting us know.

We can support her through this.

Leave it with us.

I'm going to fuckin' kill her!

I'm going to kick her arse into next Tuesday!

Why am I only hearing about this now?

It's news to me too.

It's news to me too. Why?

Alun, you work here - you can keep an eye...

What is going on with you?

What is going on with you? Nothing. Sorry.

We'll...

We'll talk to her together, tonight, but she's fine.

She's a bright girl, working things out. It's a rite of passage.

I'm telling you, you don't need to worry.

I'll see you later.

Work hard...

...stay in school...

...pass your exams...

...and for what?

70K of debt and a life-binding contract to the machine?

Fuck that.

I'll take the cash, thank you very much.

Flip it into crypto.

Right.

Where are you lot off to now?

Home. Tea. Telly.

Home. Tea. Telly. Fuck that.

Let's go out. I've got clothes in my bag.

I'm not going out in this.

I'm not going out in this. Bus into town.

Nick you a new outfit from the arcade.

Straight to the Carpenters' beer garden.

Get the old pervs to pay for our drinks.

Job's a good 'un.

Hiya, Claire.

Hiya, love.

There she is.

I don't know how you juggle being our manager...

...and volunteering as a magistrate.

You're like a superhero!

You're like a superhero! Come off it.

No, I'm serious.

Sometimes I'm scared to leave the house let alone volunteer in court.

I don't even watch the news no more.

So, do something about it. Make the world less scary, Kath.

Sometimes you get to wear a cape.

Ha ha! You live a thrilling double life.

Yeah, look at us. Thrilling.

Yeah, look at us. Thrilling. Yeah.

Imagine me up there.

They have to call you Your Worship, you know?

Oh, I am in, love! Where do I sign?

Oi, oi.

It's Gav.

With a bottle of wine.

At the train station.

Remember?

'Course I do.

Got a job. Start tomorrow. Tim here is just showing me the ropes.

Oh, Gav will work it out, Tim.

Docket. Grab. Stack. Don't get caught eating the stock.

I didn't get a chance to thank you earlier.

My little one's made up I'm around the next few months.

I thought I was going down on remand for sure, so...

...yeah, thanks.

You're welcome. Nice to see you out and about and moving on.

Yeah. See you on the ice.

Yeah. See you on the ice. Not if I see you first.

Mrs Humphries?

You can see him now.

Five minutes, mum. He's still in shock, needs some rest.

Oh, love.

Mam, I never...

Mam, I never... They're saying arson.

No, they're wrong.

The whole place was doused in petrol.

I promise, it wasn't me.

Well, who was it then?

Was someone else there?

Honest, Mam, I've got no idea.

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I hear you, but I just think we've got to be patient with her.

She got back at 11.30 last night, Al - eyes like saucers.

After we told her to come back straight from school.

What can we do - chain her to her desk? Lock her in her bedroom?

Sounds like a reasonable solution.

Sounds like a reasonable solution. You've got a bloody cheek.

Where were you out so late?

Where were you out so late? In the library, dear mother.

I'm not laughing. You were out for the count last night.

Two packets of Jammie Dodgers by the bed.

My Jammie Dodgers, that I paid for.

Oh, my God, Mam. Shall I pay you back?

Beca, don't cheek your mother.

Beca, don't cheek your mother. Do you think I'm stupid?

Everything you're doing now? I've done it, got the t-shirt.

I wrote the bloody book, Beca.

Born in the Bronx?

Worse - the Bettws. You've no idea how lucky you are.

Oi, plate!

We spent yesterday afternoon defending you to Mr Pritchard.

Missed a few Welsh Bacc lessons. Nobody cares. Chill out.

He said you're talking about not going to university?

You never went.

You never went. Because I couldn't.

Look at me now - two jobs and sweating through night school.

Here we go.

Stop trying to live your dreams through me, Mam.

What?

You have no idea how hard we work...

...so you can have all of this.

A bunch of mortgages you can't pay?

Now you've run out of credit cards, so the joke's on you.

Erm, excuse me?

What's that supposed to mean?

What's that supposed to mean? Nothing.

Ignore me. What do I know?

I'll be good. The model daughter and student.

Pinky promise.

I don't have time for this. I'm due in court.

Jac, enjoy your day.

You - school, now!

I remember my first sitting.

Chepstow Magistrates, before they sold it off.

Thought I might faint. Or say something bloody stupid.

Just remember you're a winger.

You don't have to say anything.

Are you alright, Mari?

She's unable to speak.

She's unable to speak. You'll be fine.

Just look serious and don't forget to breathe.

Has anyone got a copy of today's list?

Here you go.

I need to speak to Ms Braine.

Ned Humphries is up this afternoon - I know his mum.

We used to live on the same street.

Are you close?

We were friends years ago.

I haven't seen her for about six or seven years.

Everybody knows everybody around here.

The town's not big enough for every defendant to be a stranger.

Are you alright with it?

Are you alright with it? Yeah. Just wanted to flag it.

OK. Fine by me.

Right, are you ready?

I can talk again, but I feel sick.

Time to shine.

Right give us three knocks, nice and loud.

You don't want that lot to smell fear.

Court stand, please.

Identify yourself.

(QUIETLY) Ned Humphries, 16 Gurnard Road.

Mr Humphries, we can't hear you and we need to.

Right now, you are the most important person in this courtroom.

So speak loudly and clearly and don't be scared.

Ned Humphries, 16 Gurnard Road.

Mr Humphries, you are here today on first appearance...

...charged with arson and criminal damage by fire.

On the 10th of March at 2.00am, it is alleged...

...that you were at Bridewell East Way Road...

...and set fire to a warehouse at the same address.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

Mr Humphries regrets involvement in the warehouse party...

...but he had nothing to do with the fire.

His clothing tested negative for accelerants.

There is no evidence of premeditation, no motive.

Ned is a young man of good character...

...from a stable family.

Indeed, his parents are in court today supporting him.

Mr Humphries suffers with ADHD...

...and was off his medication at the time of the party.

He attributes his foolish behaviour to this lapse of judgement.

He has since been taking his medication without fail.

We're pleased to hear Mr Humphries' mental health is being managed.

Prosecution have confirmed...

...that he has a bright future ahead of him.

He's taking his A-Levels.

A spell on remand before trial would be damaging.

I hardly need mention how long it could last given the backlog.

Yes, we're all aware trials have been listed deep into next year.

We've heard from CPS, who oppose bail.

Prosecution, do you have anything further...

...you'd like to share with the court?

It's a serious offence, Your Worship.

Evidence puts the defendant at the scene.

Forensics and witnesses link the fireworks and accelerants.

If found guilty, there is prospect of a lengthy custodial sentence.

Furthermore, the defendant tested positive for Class A drugs.

Thank you.

Bench will retire.

Court stand, please.

What was all that fuss at the back of court when that man came in?

Peter Burton.

Looking gorgeous.

Man's got more blood on his hands than Palfrey's Butchers.

Newport's Tony Soprano.

What's he doing here?

One of his goons must be up this afternoon.

No, he wouldn't come in here for that.

Right. Kettle on. Notes.

Mari's first sitting, so you get to speak first.

Am I in the wrong bog?

If I needed a piss, I'd go next door, Your Worship.

This is scary.

Is it supposed to be?

No, come on. You're tougher than that.

You used to be, but...

...people change, hey?

Why are you here, Pete?

And I know it's not to declare your undying love.

Don't let the kid out on bail.

Keep him in.

Even if it's just for a few days.

I need some time.

Are you joking?

I'm in the little girls.

On your say-so, I'm suppose to just throw away legal guidelines?

Bin the Bail Act?

Something you've relied on to survive on more than once.

If you have evidence, talk to the Prosecution.

Tell the police.

If I knew what this was, I'd tell you.

OK?

But until I do...

...just don't let him out.

He's gonna be safer inside.

I'm trying to take care of this, of the kid.

When have you given a shit about anyone except yourself?

I haven't asked you for anything.

Not in 20 years.

The kid is in over his head.

Is that a threat?

Are you threatening him or are you threatening me?

I'm asking for a favour.

I'm asking for a favour. Yeah, that's not allowed either.

Oh, Claire.

How you wound up behind...

...rules and papers...

...I'll never know.

And I'll never know why you're not behind bars serving back to backs.

DOOR CLOSES

SIGHS

This is a serious matter...

...and The Crown have made representations opposing bail.

We do not take our decision lightly...

...and have taken the time to have in-depth discussions.

The bench have decided...

...we will grant bail...

...with a curfew requirement attached.

Mr Humphries...

...you must spend each night at your home address, 16 Gurnard Road.

You will be at home every night from 8.00pm to 8.00am.

You will be fitted with a GPS tag...

...and that tag will be worn at all times.

If you break these conditions, you will be arrested...

...and brought back to court where bail will be reconsidered.

Do you understand?

All stand.

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Behold! My Tower of Power!

Your what?

When I have it up and running, it'll pump water from the river...

...to all these allotments free of charge...

...and without a carbon footprint anywhere.

You could be in the warm doing a jigsaw puzzle, you know.

I'm retired, not dead.

I brought us two cans to celebrate your freedom.

Ah.

You're a true friend.

But you're also a busy mother of two.

I can't believe you came all this way just to admire my radishes.

In all your time on the bench...

...did anyone ever try to intimidate you?

You mean other than the defendants, lawyers, police...

...other magistrates, parking attendants?

Peter Burton came into my court today.

Asked me for a favour.

Court doesn't do those.

Justice without fear or favour.

It's in the oath.

What are you afraid of, Claire?

Hm?

These raised beds, they get the best soil in the world.

I cart it up from the river.

I'm not quite sure what's in it...

...but whatever it produces...

...wins medals.

Take your shoes off.

What?

Owen, no, I'm not putting my feet in that shite.

Shite comes out of people.

Life comes out of this mud.

Come on, you can't save the planet without getting your hands dirty.

Bugger off. I don't see you doing it.

I don't need help.

Trust me. Take them off.

Let me remind you...

...I'm still the Chair of the Bench until midnight tonight.

And I'll be your mentor forever and ever, amen.

Alright, alright.

If your mental health Section 135 comes before my court...

...I'm signing it.

Yes, that is disgusting.

The history of everything between your toes.

Where we all come from...

...and where we'll all end up in the end.

So, what's your point?

Stand in the mud?

Mm. Right up to your neck, if needs be.

What do you smell?

Sewage?

Life.

You don't owe Peter Burton anything.

You of all people know that just isn't true.

DOOR CLOSES

Hiya.

Hiya. Where have you been?

Sorry. Owen insisted on a farewell drink.

Would've been rude not to.

Ooh, scratchcard?

A little treat.

Family dine in for four.

The money's back in the joint account, and I found a tenant!

Deposit's come through already.

Deposit's come through already. Bloody hell.

Well done. Don't go mad though, Al. Still got bills to pay.

Mortgage next week. Car finance. Jac's trumpet lessons.

OK. It's just one meal.

None of your nonsense either. I don't want to hear it.

I wanted to apologise, actually.

Sorry about this morning.

I was a twat.

Language, but apology accepted.

You may set the table.

How was school, Jac?

Fine. Any dramas, Becs?

Full marks in my Spanish Oral, thanks, Jac, the little...!

Language! Your use of words has never been in question.

Hey, everyone's talking about this fire business and Ned Humphries.

What are they saying?

What are they saying? Talk of the town in the staff room.

Weren't you friends with Ned when we lived in Maes y Coed?

We're still mates.

Well, mates of mates.

I have Maths with his cousin. She was crying.

Is he going to prison?

Alright, that's enough.

He isn't gossip fodder.

He isn't gossip fodder. Exactly.

It's not fair. The guy's done nothing wrong.

Well, actually, Bec, he broke into private property.

Yeah, him and the rest of Year 12.

Just drinking cider in an abandoned warehouse.

It could be linked to something more serious...

...like drugs or gangs.

He was having a few cans on a Sunday night with his mates.

What else is there to do around here?

Were you there?

I was at Nel's house. You know that.

Well, speak as you find, I've always found Ned to be a nice kid.

Police harassing kids for having fun.

De-fund the bastards, I say.

Oh, de-fund the firemen too?

You might need them if your house goes up.

I just feel bad for Ned. He was supposed to go to college.

Now he's locked up for going to a party.

He's not, actually.

He's out on bail until his trial at Crown Court.

I thought he got arrested.

No, he got bailed this afternoon.

Bloody hell, this has got a kick! I'll need some milk.

ALUN COUGHS

Dead last! You'll never get it, slow arse. Don't even try.

Come on, then!

Come here!

Shut up, you wanker!

What did you just call me?

What did you just call me? I called you a wanker...

...because you're a wanker.

What's going on here?

All over your car. We've told them a thousand times.

All over my car, were you?

Why are you touching my car?

I just like it, I do.

It's cool.

? Yes, I will dig in my teeth when I bite like a beast

? Blood, I drink it like wine

? Animal flow out in the wilderness I will be king

? Sit on my throne I'm the Lord of the Rings

? Out on my own I'm a terrible thing ?

SCREECHING OF TYRES

? I came to win, over and over again

? I take your life with a grin Animal ?

Ah!

SCREECHING OF TYRES

? Animal ?

ENGINE REVVING

Can I have one?

No.

Jac! Give me one or I'll kick you.

No.

Oh, get off!

DOOR CLOSES

Oh, what now?

Alun? What the hell?

She did the washing up.

I thought we said she was grounded?

She's just gone to the cinema with Nel.

I put her in an Uber up to Spytty Park.

They're going to get the bus back together.

You're too soft on her.

You heard her. She is trying.

Mm. She did apologise, to be fair.

Exactly.

She's not a bad kid. Trust me.

You should see some of the kids in her year.

On her worst day she doesn't even make the top ten.

I was in the top three.

Yeah, I bet.

The police were round so often, Mam knew what biscuits they liked.

You see? You turned out alright.

You see? You turned out alright. Are you sure about that?

Mind your filthy low-tops on my paint work.

Yuck! Yuck!

Fuck off, you little shits.

What do you reckon?

Ugly bit of plastic.

Doesn't suit my beautiful boy.

Oh, c'mon, Mam.

Hey, I'm just happy to have you home.

OK?

Your dad wants fish and chips for tea. Little celebration.

Great. I'll go.

C'mon, It's only seven. I've got ages.

Are you sure?

You heard Claire.

Curfew, it's not a joke.

C'mon, Mam. I've been huffing stale farts in the cells all day.

I need some fresh air. Fifteen mins, no problem.

Alright.

Saveloy for your dad and extra mushies for me.

Ta-ra, Mam.

Eh?

DRUM AND BASS MUSIC

MUSIC GOES QUIET

TWO GUNSHOTS

I'm sure you've already heard...

...about the awful incident involving a member of our Upper Sixth...

...and that you want to join me...

...in sending our condolences to Ned's family.

School's going nuts about Ned.

We had to have a welfare service. Police everywhere.

Need to talk about Ned Humphries.

Need to talk about Ned Humphries. Get out of there, Claire.

It don't involve the law.

Was it product you kept at the warehouse?

Has someone nicked our food? Tried to make it look like a fire?

Worse. Cash payment.

I will find who took it.

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