03x02 - Commitment

[bunniefuu]

No! No, please!

SHE CRIES

ANNA:
So you k*lled him?

ANGELA:
There was no other way.

DANNY YELLS

Danny! Danny!

Do you really think they'd come back?

Yeah.

MUSIC: "I Only Want to be With You"
by Dusty Springfield

♪ I don't know what it is
that makes me love you so ♪

♪ I only know that I can never let you go ♪

♪ Cos you started something,
can't you see... ♪

ANNA:
Did my dad have any other relatives?

Yeah. There's Michael.

He's your uncle.

ANNA:
He's on the list, isn't he?

JACK:
It was a whole bunch of them

court police, customs.

Watch your back, Rhymes With.

ANGELA:
We k*ll everyone on the list.

Where do we start?

The top.

Then he's doing our job for us.

CATHERINE:
Are we ready for them?

MICHAEL:
Yeah.

BUCKET RATTLES
- MAN WHIMPERS

HE PANTS RAPIDLY

HE CRIES

JACK ON TV:
Does trying to m*rder me...

my wife and my daughter
constitute a hate crime?

Cos if it does,
I think I need to talk to somebody

get it off my chest.

Maybe if there was
like a helpline or something.

Cos I think I do need
a bit of emotional support.

Maybe a little bit of practical assistance.

NEWSREADER:
At a press conference held in the city today

Greater Merseyside Chief Constable
Catherine Mackenzie

was unable to respond to audience questions

relating to reports of g*nf*re
in Liverpool city centre

when there was an unscheduled interruption.

JACK:
I'm coming for you.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

MUSIC: "The Old Man's Back Again"
by Scott Walker

♪ I seen a hand ♪

♪ I seen a vision ♪

♪ It was reaching through the clouds ♪

♪ To risk a dream ♪

♪ The shadow crossed the sky ♪

♪ And it crushed into the ground ♪

♪ Just like a beast ♪

♪ The old man's back again ♪

♪ The old man's back again ♪

Aren't you going to tell me
it's not gonna make a difference?

No.

So we agree?

Yeah.
Suppressor doesn't make a bit of difference.

No. We agree I'm on my own.

JACK SIGHS

I'm alright, you know.

Yeah, I know.

- And you two...
- Will be there to pick you up.

- Like normal people.
- Like normal people.

ANNA:
I can drive.

Not a rental, you can't.

- Dad.
- JACK: I need to take a sh*t!

MICHAEL:
Just, uh, do what you need to do.

Make it happen.

Maybe I can get diggers in... tomorrow?

We're not digging.

This cr*ck is full depth.

Any structure built over it
would be completely unstable.

MICHAEL:
Just go over the top.

ENGINEER:
Hide the cr*ck?

The legal requirement
for something of this kind of size...

Jerry. What did I just tell you?

Oh, I've just worked out.
This is me protein window, so...

An unstable, former UC could do
a lot of damage to the department.

Yeah.

False accusations, undermining the police
in the eyes of the public...

- It's not good for any of us.
- No.

I thought you might have some questions.

Not really.

Nothing at all?

What he said was serious.

That's why I asked you to leave.

You want me to follow him?

You remind me of me,
when I was first promoted to D.I.

Do I?

That was a compliment.

CATHERINE CLEARS THROAT

CLASSIC PIANO MUSIC PLAYS

- JACK: Alright?
- Yeah.

ANGELA:
Ooh, sorry.

MAN IN BACKGROUND:
Lovely.

- JACK: Cheers.
- Woman: Oh!

ANGELA:
Sorry.

WOMAN CLEARS THROAT

PHOTOGRAPHER:
Closer together.

ANGELA AND JACK:
Aww.

Anna's thinking about it.

No, I'm just wondering
when you two are gonna get it together.

Well, he turned me down.

You turned me down first.

Right, this is me un-turning you down.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

- That's me. Keep in touch.
- Yeah.

ANNA:
Bye.

MUSIC: "Baby's on Fire" by Die Antwoord

♪ Baby's on fire... ♪

♪ Boom ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ Showdown, m*therf*cker, it's on ♪

♪ Apocalypse now, I'm dropping this b*mb ♪

- ♪ You can't f*ck with this song ♪
- ANGELA: Sorry.

♪ I stick to this spliff
I'm not clampin' this bong ♪

♪ I'm a wild child, I don't wanna go to bed ♪

♪ Ah, sh*t, sorry man, I'm stoned again ♪

♪ Whoa, now everything's getting
so psychedelic ♪

♪ When I'm doosdronk
and forget all my f*ckin' lyrics ♪

♪ Like oh, ah, who gives a f*ck? ♪

♪ Don't worry 'bout it
just blow a kiss to me ♪

♪ I like danger I mean it's a mystery ♪

♪ I'm a lucky ducky get mad sh*t for free ♪

♪ I rock more bling than Mr T ♪

♪ I make it look easy cos it is to me ♪

♪ My daddy says
it's lekker fokken spif to see ♪

♪ A South African cherrie makin' history ♪

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

♪ She got me going f*ckin' crazy since ♪

♪ O jirre god se jesus ♪

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

♪ She got me going f*ckin' crazy since... ♪

ANNA:
We could just nick one.

JACK:
Go on then.

Most people lock their cars.

- You used to be fun.
- I'm still fun!

METAL RATTLES

Oi.

Company.

- Remember what your mum said.
- What?

Act normal.

INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE

♪ Tik-toc-tac, fall to the floor ♪

♪ I get real paid,
what d'you think I do this for? ♪

♪ My bodyguard help me get to the bar ♪

♪ Niell Blomkamp's making me
a movie star... ♪

MAN:
Would you look at that?

JACK:
That is f*cking gorgeous.

I've also got a manual that could save you
two and half miles a litre.

Yes, Dad.

Right, I just need you to sign off
on the condition report.

One or two little marks already noted.

There you go.

♪ I'm a young blood coming up
fresh in the game ♪

♪ Yo-Landi Visser, m*therf*cker
y'all remember the name ♪

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

♪ She got me going f*ckin' crazy since ♪

♪ O jirre god se jesus ♪

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

♪ She got me going f*ckin' crazy since ♪

Oh, uh, uh, bread delivery.

Through here.

Just leave it there.

Just over here on the right, guys.

MAN IN DISTANCE:
Come on. It's this way.

Uh... Uh, there's... There's more.

MAN:
Yeah, yeah. I've got it...

Go f*ckin' get it then.

Yeah, right. I was just waiting for them.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

- JACK: Get ready.
- What for?

Just get ready, alright?

Oh, f*ck.

- Hey!
- JACK: Out!

- Alright!
- Find your mum. Meet you back at the hotel.

What the f*ck?

JACK:
Rhymes With!

SHE SCOFFS

- You're flat and you're white.
- LUNT: That a compliment?

Come on your own, then?

Well, go on.

Where's your little list, with them names?

- McKenzie.
- What about her?

She's bent as f*ck.

She says the same about you.

It's true, but she did try to k*ll us.

Yeah, it sounds pretty paranoid.

It felt pretty desperate.

- Michael Ryan.
- What?

Big pants businessman,
friends with Chief Constable? So, what?

I hope you're good at this
cos I wouldn't want anything to happen to ya.

That a thr*at?

No. That's a warning.

Here y'are.

Ugh.

- That's a cheap trick.
- Yeah, I know.

I need you to give us a bit more time.

Cuffs.

SHE SIGHS

The usual.

g*n.

Thank you. Wouldn't want to have to k*ll ya.

- Well, that's a thr*at.
- No, that's a compliment.

- Badge.
- Seriously?

Seriously, yeah, badge.

- What d'you need me ID for?
- You don't wanna know. Keys?

Keys.

Thank you.

- Shoes.
- Mate, I'm f*cked.

- Shoes.
- SHE SIGHS

f*ck's sake.

Really?

Thank you.

Oi, Rhymes With!

Buzz me when you're free.

GLASS RATTLES

- Shite name for a band, isn't it?
- ANNA: Yeah.

Sounds more like a bad kids' TV show.

- We're not open.
- That's fine.

I'm just here for the music.

I don't care what you're here for.
We're not f*cking open.

I told you to get out.

My band told me to meet them here.

So why ain't you out the back
with all the other musos?

ANNA:
Uh, can I just get a glass of water first?

BARTENDER:
What band are you in?

Uh, maybe I got it wrong.

You're not in a band.

Sorry, yeah, I got it wrong.
This is the wrong place.

BARTENDER:
What do you want?

ANNA:
Just to hear the music. I'm Irish.

- BARTENDER: Bullshit.
- ANNA: No, it's true.

My mum's Irish.

DOOR SHUTS

We might know some of the same people.

You know, I was pretty young when I left.

My brother came here too.

To work...

for Michael.

Ah.

"Ah"?

Seventeen years old...

My little baby brother.

And he didn't know a thing.

He was a f*cking idiot, alright.

And you're a f*ckin' m*rder*r.

HE LAUGHS

SILENCED g*nsh*t
- BARTENDER GRUNTS

Come on.

BARTENDER YELLS

BARTENDER YELLS

THEY GRUNT

ANGELA CRIES OUT

ANNA:
Get off her!

Tell me how he d*ed.

Crying for his mammy,
if I remember correctly.

HE YELLS

Jesus!
HE CRIES OUT

Tell me.

What did you do to him?

HE PANTS

Don't.

Take your trousers off.

Take them off.

And your shirt.

IRISH FOLK MUSIC PLAYS

BARTENDER GROANS

Open the freezer.

Get in.

ANGELA GRUNTS
- BARTENDER GROANS

- Michael ordered it.
- ANGELA: Yeah.

You did it. Tell me how.

SILENCED g*nsh*t
- HE CRIES

HE GRUNTS

SHE YELLS

SHE PANTS

SILENCED g*nsh*t

You had a brother too.

MUSIC: "Resister" by She Drew The g*n

♪ Oppose the flow or take the role ♪

♪ They're only asking
for your body and soul ♪

♪ And your mind is not your own ♪

♪ Until you comprehend
their forms of control ♪

♪ All the underdogs, black sheep
Fighters of the powers that be ♪

♪ In tenements, high rises
Freedom fighters, the outsiders ♪

♪ Cos some of us are healing ♪

♪ And some of us are feeding a pain ♪

♪ We just need to speak it ♪

♪ So we can proceed again... ♪

MAN:
Hail Mary, full of grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners

now and at the hour of our death, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners
now and at the hour of...

Come to give 'em a proper burial, have ya?

Don't worry, Kev, they're gonna get one.

Under three feet of f*cking concrete.

That's funny.

Cos Jack Worth's back to dig them up.

Jack's a dead man.

And Angela?

KEV GROANS

Prick.

KEV:
I thought you said he was a dead man!

Those who sleep in the dust of the earth

shall awake to everlasting life.

Don't waste your time f*ckin' praying,
you hypocrite.

You'll going to hell, with the rest of us!

KEV WHIMPERS

ANNA:
What was his name?

It's OK, Mum.

ANGELA SNIFFS

It's OK.

Alright?

One down then?

One down?

You alright?

I thought I'd feel better.

Jeez, I need a f*ckin' drink.

SHE SIGHS

SHE EXHALES SLOWLY

Can we just go out?

Properly, like just forget all this sh*t out,
for one night.

Yeah. Yeah, I agree. We should go out.

JACK:
Alright, you're on.

Didn't you kind of propose to her
this morning?

No. I un-refused.

ANGELA SCOFFS

It's my hen night then.

I guess that means
it's just me and Mum drinking.

Think of me as Jackie.

WOMAN:
She's got no shoes on. Look at her.

WOMAN LAUGHS
- I lost him.

And the shoes?

Here she comes,
Merseyside's finest detective.

Yeah, means a lot, that, coming from
Merseyside's prize baldy f*cking goblin.

OFFICERS CHUCKLE

INDISTINCT CHATTER

WOMAN:
Go on, girls! Keep going!

WHISTLE BLOWS

BOY:
Nice.

BOY:
Kid, are you having a laugh?

Cut it out, you two.

You're worse fighters
than you are footballers.

CATHERINE:
How's Jack?

Well, you'd know more than me.

I do.

Rachel, aggravated burglary.

Jafari, credit card fraud.

Sam, card conversion...

dealing, GBH.

They'll be inside for a very long time.

This has got nothing to do with them.

I'm offering you a way out.

Who said I need a way out?

- There you go.
- Thanks.

SHE SIGHS

Gosh, you look like my ma.

Come on.

Give me a sec.

MUSIC: "Natalie's Party" by Shack

♪ Look at all the villagers in town ♪

♪ And all the farmers hanging round ♪

So, I'm taking you to this bar I found.

What's the matter with that one?

ANNA:
Everything.

You're a bit of a snob, ain't ya?
When's that happen?

When I organise the hen night, Jackie.

- Jackie.
- We'll just have one.

No, we're not having
mum's hen night in there.

Jack, bingo!

Oh, God.

BINGO CALLER:
OS, we're now moving onto your Pivvy flyer.

We're looking for a line
for a mystery prize.

Come on, this time.

Yes. So we're looking for the line

and your first number...

- is seven, on its own, the lucky seven.
- Lucky number seven.

Four, knock on the door, number four.

Number four, knock at the door!

THEY LAUGH
- You have that!

Fifty-one, tweak of the thumb...

Fifty-one, tweak of the thumb!
We could win this.

We could win something.

Are you sure you wanna marry her?
I think she's got issues.

Nine, doctor's orders, number nine.

Number nine, doctor's orders!

THEY GIGGLE
- What? How do you know that?

BINGO CALLER:
, two fat ladies...

Eighty-eight, two fat ladies.

Fat-shaming bingo?

Awkward.

BINGO CALLER:
, two little ducks, .

SHE GASPS
, !

- Bingo!
- And we have a claim.

If you wanna come down.
We need to check your claim please.

ANGELA:
I got it! I got it!

- Down you come.
- Oh my!

- BINGO CALLER: We'll check the claim.
- Look, look, look.

BINGO CALLER:
Yes, that's a correct line, well done!

You've won the mystery prize!

Congratulations on our lucky winner,
taking away the wonderful meat hamper.

MAN:
Well done.

Ooh! Oh!

ANNA LAUGHS
- Meat?

That's... That's so grim.

- Congratulations.
- Mm!

ANNA CHUCKLES

What are we gonna do with that?

ANGELA:
I wanna go dancing!

ANNA:
With a meat pack?

ANGELA:
Yes, with a meat pack!

JACK:
Whoa!

Someone tried to k*ll me with of them once.

ANGELA:
With a skateboard?

JACK:
No, a meat pack.

ROCK MUSIC:
♪ Hey baby, let's twist before... ♪

ANGELA CLEARS THROAT
- You alright?

You want it, don't ya? Don't ya?

- Yeah, I kinda do.
- Ah, go on.

- No.
- Here you go. Look, you can have it!

- Just for a minute.
- Oh, that's so nice.

- No!
- ANNA LAUGHS

Oh my God, I won that!

Guys, guys, guys, guys, come on!
I found a bar.

- It's up this way.
- Does it have dancing?

- Mum, it's too early.
- It's not!

- ANNA: Mum!
- CAR HORN BLARES

CAR HORNS BEEP

ANNA:
Oh, my God!

Be careful!

ANGELA SQUEALS AND LAUGHS

We should take her home.

No! We're going dancing all night.

MICHAEL:
I'll sort it.

Who'd do this?

Sorry.

Go on.

Lads.

Do what you gotta do.

So do something about it.

You're the cop.

And we're obliged to follow the law.

You know, last time we met,
you told me to hold off.

That's because I want to know what they know
and who they've told.

So you can protect your position?

We both benefit from my position.

Good for us, innit.

But Sean looked pretty f*cking dead
last time I saw him.

I said I'm on it.

He's making an idiot out of you, too.

Working late?

Life of an SO.

f*ck me, these CR dockets are old.

It'll take me a few minutes.

I can wait.

ANGELA WHOOPS
- DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

ANGELA:
Hey, it's my hen night too!

WOMAN:
Oh, my God! You've got to have this.

Oh, thanks.

WOMAN: Come on, girls.
Let's go. This place is sh*t.

WOMEN CHEER

JACK:
f*cking hell.

ANGELA GIGGLES

- I'll get the drinks.
- OK.

- JACK: Nah, you're alright.
- MAN: What?

WOMAN:
Oh, just leave it.

- BARTENDER: Hiya.
- JACK: Y'alright?

BARTENDER:
Sorry. I'll get you some menus.

JACK:
That'd be lovely.

- Hey.
- ANNA: Hi.

- Um, what can I get you?
- What would you recommend?

For what kind of drinker?

Er, there's one alcoholic,
one total pisshead

and one complete lightweight.

I'm the lightweight.

I meant more like do you do
gin, vodka, whiskey...

It's all cocktails.

Well, I think the alcoholic
and pisshead do anything.

What's that?

Oh, that's the Dream of
the Fisherman's Wife.

Is that its name?

THEY CHUCKLE
- Yeah, um...

My, uh, boss invented it.

It's got an octopus in it.

Oh, wow, he should be really proud.

- The planet really needs that.
- Yeah.

Rum, chocolate stout, baby octopus.

Well, I'll have three of anything
but that, then, thanks.

You can choose. I trust you.

Sure.

LIFT CHIMES

- Come on! I wanna dance.
- Just give me a sec. Give me a sec!

- ANGELA: Ooh! Oh, sh*t!
- GLASSES CLATTER

- JACK: Uh, she's fine.
- Is she?

No, she's... She's fine.

ANNA LAUGHS
- BARTENDER: Here you go.

- On the house.
- Oh, thanks.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

There's an octopus in my drink.

ANGELA:
You can't dance to this shite!

Any chance of some bad ' s music?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

You can come.

There's an octopus in that.

HE LAUGHS

BARTENDER:
Hey, uh, ' s music?

' s music?

MUSIC: "Can't Get You Out of my Head"
by Kylie Minogue

SHE SNIFFS

♪ La la la, la la, la-la-la ♪

♪ La la la, la la la-la-la ♪

ANGELA CHEERS

♪ I just can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Boy, your loving is all I think about... ♪

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Wow.

♪ La la la, la la la-la-la ♪

Thanks for the free cocktails.

No problem.

I was hoping
it would get you to come back.

Are you sure you want me to bring them back?

I'll be honest,
I was more thinking...

on your own.

Ooh!

♪ Every night... ♪

This what she was like
when she was younger?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's why I love her.

ANGELA WHOOPS

GLASSES SMASH

MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY

No, no, no, no, no...

MAN YELLS

That's why I love her.

I got this.

MUSIC: "Can't Get You Out of my Head"
by The Flaming Lips

♪ I just... ♪

♪ Can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Boy, your love is all I think about ♪

♪ I just can't get you out of my head ♪

♪ Boy, your love is all I think about ♪

♪ La la la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ La la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ La la la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ La la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ La la la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ La la ♪

♪ La la la-la-la ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ooh... ♪

CAMERA CLICKS

SHE SCREAMS

SHE SCREAMS

Look at that.

His name was Callum.

Are we really gonna get married?

Oh, yeah.

I know just the man.

Come on then.

JACK:
Morning, Vicar.

Need a favour.

I knew you'd come.

Praying for it, I hope.

Still wearing a black dress?

God will judge us both in time.

JACK:
Yeah, God's an arsehole.

Hard to forget the smell
of those dead kids, eh?

Actually, we're here to get married.

Oh, yeah.

HE SCOFFS
- No, seriously.

I can't do it here. I need to get up.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Knock it off, you twat.

HE GROANS

KEV: Today, you will make
a commitment to each other

a commitment
which is the ultimate expression of love.

There is power in love...

to show us how to treat one another.

Let us love one another,
because love is of God.

And those who love
are destined to find Him in their hearts.

I...

I need this to marry you.

Alright.

God's love fills us...

JACK:
Can we skip all the God bollocks?

Just go to the vows,
cos the vows is why we're here, right?

- Right?
- Yeah. Our own vows.

- I'll go first.
- Right, right.

- I, Angela...
- Right.

...promise to love you, get drunk with you

and tell you you're an arsehole
till death do us part.

Don't move!

You're ruining it.

I can do it. I'll do it.

Nah, nah, you're alright, darlin'.
You just enjoy yourself.

- ANNA: You sure?
- Oh, yeah.

- Right, my turn.
- Yeah.

Great.

HE CLEARS THROAT
I...

promise to love you

I promise to, uh, get drunk with you

take you to bingo once a year

and always carry your meat pack.

SHE LAUGHS

I promise to protect you

lay down my life for you...

as long as I live.

I promise to... love that one.

THEY CHUCKLE

And protect that one

because she's my daughter.

You're everything to me.

I love you, Angela.

I love you too, Jack.

- I need the rings.
- Yeah, in a sec.

Hang on, I have a ring.

g*nsh*t
- ANGELA GASPS

Oops.

It was an accident.

Seriously, it was an accident.

- Well, two down.
- Yeah. But you just buggered the wedding.

JACK:
Oh... carrying you over the threshold.

He never said man and wife.

I'm... I'm just gonna leave you to it.

ANGELA GIGGLES
OK!

Alright. You ready?

JACK GRUNTS
f*ck's sake!

ANGELA GIGGLES

f*cking 'ell.

ANGELA:
Not the stairs.

Not the stairs, no! No!

No, no, no! Not the stairs! Oh, my God!

JACK GRUNTS

- You got the key?
- Yes! Hang on.

THEY GIGGLE

Put me down! Put me down!

KEY RATTLES IN LOCK

- Right.
- Right, OK.

- Oh, God. Go on.
- Ready?

- f*ckin' hell!
- ANGELA GIGGLES

ANGELA SQUEALS AND GIGGLES
- JACK PANTS

ANGELA:
No. No...!

THEY GIGGLE

- Oh, for f*ck's sake.
- g*n out of pocket!

HE GRUNTS
- What?

What?

- Feels off.
- What? What is it?

Jack?

- Jack.
- JACK: Yeah?

ANGELA:
Come here.

SHE GASPS

It's Callum.

They b*rned him.

Yeah.

SEABIRDS CRY

MUSIC: "Do It Clean" by Echo And The Bunnymen

♪ I've got a handful of this ♪

♪ What do I do with it? ♪

♪ I've got a barrel of this ♪

♪ What do I do with it? ♪

♪ I do it clean ♪

♪ I do it clean ♪

♪ Yeah, do it clean ♪

♪ Do it clean, know what I mean ♪

♪ Do it clean ♪

♪ Do it clean, I know what I mean ♪

♪ I'm clean ♪

♪ Where am I going ♪

♪ Where have I been ♪

♪ Where are you going ♪

♪ Where have you been ♪

♪ I've been here ♪

♪ I've been there ♪

♪ I've been here, there, everywhere ♪

♪ Here there nowhere ♪

♪ Itzy bitzy witzy itzy everywhere ♪

♪ I've been here and I've been there ♪

♪ I'm clean ♪