02x05 - Where I Want to Be

[bunniefuu]

It looks like there might be a
completely new player in town.

Guy by the name of
Lee Thompson. OK.

Taking the gloves off you.

Gloves off.

You can't save this place.

Nobody can. Watch me.

They're nearly all
military veterans.

Some from here, from
England, Scotland.

It's like a wee private army.

What's your favourite
g*n? That depends.

We noticed you've a wee
doorbell camera there.

I can't give you that, love.

Me and Shane. He
must have shared it.

Right. You have to report him.

I didn't want to use the phone.

It's come to that, has it?

I took documents
with me when I left.

Agents, handlers, operations.
All the dirty wee secrets.

When it comes down to it,

I'm the one that's going to
make a difference out there.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Stroll in like
you're on a night out

buy a drink, you have a dance.

Just observe who's in there.

We can't just leave him there.
I'm not going to be exposed.

Bollocks! That
was Canning's car.

Go, go, go!

Voluntarily stepped
out of the car.

The entrance of the
Factory Faithful...

Getting your story
straight, are you?

Listen, Annie, we...
You left him there.

No, listen... I'm
talking to him!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You need to calm down.

Don't tell me to calm down!

I saw you drive away.

Look, I heard the chatter on the
radio. He's going to be fine.

Because we got to him.

He could have been
k*lled. HE SCOFFS.

Mate, you need to
put a muzzle on her.

Constable Conlon! My office now.

What the hell were
you thinking?!

Don't even answer that,
because, as usual,

you weren't thinking
at all, were you?

I'm sorry. Sorry? What's
sorry got to do with it?

Sorry means absolutely
nothing at all! You punched

a senior officer in the face!

I know. I... I don't
want to hear it.

Just go home. I'll be in touch.

Helen... Ma'am.

Ma'am. What about
what he did to Tommy?

That is not your concern.

But... I said go home!

sh*t.

A couple of deep cuts.

This one's going to
need a few stitches.

The good news is that the CT
scan hasn't shown up anything.

What? No brain at all?

Just keep an eye on him. Yeah?
Wake him up every hour or so.

Oh, no. It's not...

We're not like... Oh, sorry...

Sorry, I thought... I thought...

It's fine. I can do that.

Cool.

This is excellent
intelligence work, Murray.

My methods weren't to
everyone's tastes, ma'am.

Well, desperate times call
for desperate measures.

Well, that's what I
thought too, ma'am.

So what now? Depends
on the objective.

Go on.

Is it to take Lee Thompson
out, no matter what?

Or do we try to contain him?

Get things under control?

Personally, I'd like to work
out who he is, what he wants.

I think he might be better
than what came beforehand.

How much did you
owe Davy Hamill?

It's a lot, Lee.

He came up to me
at the food bank.

Asked if I needed a
few quid for Christmas.

You know, for the kids'
presents and that.

And I said OK. How much is it?



But I paid that off
three months ago.

And you're paying...?



How much do you
still have to pay?



It's the interest, like.

I just...

I can't...

Not any more.

Lee, I can't afford any more.

We can't even put
gas in the meter.

The kids, they're freezing

in the house and... I
mean no more payments.

What?

Your debts are forgiven.

Swiped, Stacey.

You can forget about it.

Seriously?

Here's 200.

Put it on the gas and electric.

What, um...

What is it that you want?

I want things to go back to the
way they used to be around here.

I don't know what to say.

Say hello to the kids.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Your brother is a great man.

Next!

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Right

I've just spoken with Tommy,

and he's OK. Good.

That's good.

Annie, we're going to get
this sorted, all right?

Do you know why I
joined the police?

No.

Because I felt like it.

Went to get a sandwich
for lunch one day,

saw an ad at the
side of a bus stop,

and applied that afternoon.

Never really thought about it

about the fact that.

I might need to leave home

leave all my friends behind.

I just do things and
don't think about them.

That's my problem.

I just don't want
to lose my job.

Come here.

Come here...

We're going to get
it sorted, all right?

Ma'am, is there somewhere we
can discuss this more privately?

It's not a good time.
I have somewhere to be.

I'd really appreciate...
What is there to discuss?

She assaulted a senior
officer, with witnesses.

Ma'am, there was
extenuating circumstances.

And just imagine what it
would do to discipline

in that section if that
officer isn't punished

and seen to be punished.

Ma'am, DS Canning sent a colleague
into a dangerous situation

in direct contravention
of the regulations,

and then left him there!

I'm making a formal
complaint to PSD...

Oh, for Christ's
sake, Inspector.

Listen to yourself. I'm sorry?

DS Canning's intel
report this morning

showed exceptionally
good police work.

For the first time in months,
we have a definite lead

on how these drugs
are being distributed.

We're one step closer
to putting a lid

on this whole thing. And
you want to punish him?

He broke the rules.
Grow the f*ck up, Helen!

Morning.

You all...?

Hey, Robin.

I'm, uh, Tom Lowry, crime ops.

I piss someone off, then?
It looks that way, aye.

So, uh... Look, we have
to search the house.

There's a team there now.

I'll caution you on the way
to the station. Sound OK?

What's the charge?

It's the Official Secrets Act.

Dissemination of
stolen documents.

Look...

I'm sorry. OK?

What for?

Leaving Tommy on his own

or sharing photos of
Annie with your mates?

No.

Listen...

I didn't share any photos.

Shane, I'm not
interested. Right?

Let's just get
through the shift.

RADIO: Uniform to
all call signs.

We have reports of a disturbance



Mental health case.

Been there before.



SIREN WAILS

GLASS BREAKS

MAN GROANS

KNOCK ON DOOR

MAN SHOUTS

CLATTER

MAN GROANS

Police!

Show yourself!

Brendan?

Show yourself!

Grace... Grace, it's all right.

CLATTERING CONTINUES

BRENDAN SHOUTS

Brendan?

Hello?

Brendan, mate?

BRENDAN GRUNTS

You all right?

Easy.

You all right, Brendan?

Easy, Brendan. It's me, Shane.

That's it. That's it. All good.

Remember me from last time?

Aye. I remember you. Aye.

Do you fancy one of these?

There you go.

You all good now, mate?

Easy! Brendan!

Grace, spray!

Brendan... Brendan!

Look, Brendan, get off!

Get off me!

Grace, spray! BRENDAN GRUNTS.

Grace!

Oh, God. Easy, Brendan.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

SHE KNOCKS ON WINDOW

Tommy!

I told you not to come in.

I know.

Look, skipper, I need to
talk to you about something.

In you get.

Mind your head.

That's it.

Why didn't you spray him
as soon as he jumped me?

Sorry.

So, what, are we evens now?

Oh, no.

No, not even close.

And you're sure the man
that attacked you last night

was Keith Wylie?

He said he'd get me someday.

I can't believe he was
back out on the streets.

I mean, how the hell
did he even make bail?

Well, we're going
to find him, Tommy.

I promise you that.

Listen, Sarge.

I need to see the video again.

What video?

THE video.

Last night worked.

Just about.

But there was a
cop in that club.

You know what that
means, don't you?

They're onto you.

It was only a matter of time.

I'll deal with it.

Who was your man last night?

Beat up the cop?

Wylie. Dixon's man.

He's going to have to go.

Leave it to me.

No.

I have a better idea.

Where's the wee man?

Wee man? Henry? Why?

I'll speak to Inspector McNally.

Tommy...

Mate. Well done last night.

You played a
blinder. Great work.

Listen, between you and me,
chief super's delighted.

She's got her eye on you.

Go f*ck yourself, Canning.

ALARM BEEPS

ALARM CONTINUES

ALARM STOPS

Look, Grace.

I didn't want to
leave him there.

Yeah, but you did.

I told Canning not to drive off.

Do you realise that
Annie could lose her job?

She did punch him.

Only because you and
your mate Canning

could have got Tommy k*lled.
Canning's not my mate.

Right.

Well, it looks like
you've got no mates, then.

Billy No-Mates.

f*ck off, Brendan.
BRENDAN CHUCKLES.

Hi.

Hi.

Oh, um, for you.

JEN LAUGHS Thanks.

How are you doing?

OK. Yeah.

You?

Yeah.

Anyway, um, this is you.

Thanks.

Robin, are you OK?

This is all my fault.

What do you mean,
it's all your fault?

Um...

I used the names in the
documents you showed me

to contact some of
your old colleagues.

They must have reported it.

I'm sorry.

OK.

It's fine.

No, it isn't.

I shouldn't have done it.

I mean, I should have at
least been more careful.

I'm exactly where I want to be.

Henry?

Henry!

Rab, have you seen Henry?

I thought he was
upstairs. He's not.

Have you tried your brother?

LINE RINGS

PHONE RINGS

Is Henry with you? He's grand.

We're just going for a walk.

For how long? About an hour?

Lee... It's fine, Mags.

Lee... Mags, it's fine. Bye.

A word.

Not you as well.

Yeah, me as well. Annie's
job's on the line here.

Yeah.

Listen, we all know you're
just passing through here,

that you think you're
destined for bigger things.

That's fine. No problem.

But when it comes to hurting
people in this section,

it is a problem. A big
f*cking problem. Shane,

you heard what he said to
her before she hit him.

Oh, come on, you were there.

Look, I know that you
are not like Canning,

but you need to
realise this now.

Not tomorrow, not
next week, now.

You need to step up here.

How is she? She knows
she's messed up.

Are you OK?

Yeah. You know?
Beauty and the Beast.

What?

Canning? I'm only
messing. Relax.

Remember when we worked
together last year

on that sh**ting with
that kid? Yeah. Of course.

You see, I thought you
were a team player.

A decent guy.

And now I realise

you're just a
misogynistic little prick.

Ouch.

With me.

I just need... I said with me!

I swear to God, these
f*cking people, man,

don't have a clue.

They're angry

about last night.

Yeah, I don't give a sh*t.

OK, listen, this is all
about Lee Thompson now.

He's our only target.
For surveillance?

No, f*ck surveillance.

We need to reach out to him.

Reach out to him?
You're not serious?

Yeah. Of course.

I want to see where he's
going with all this.

Does he have a sensible
head on his shoulders?

Look, I need to get
the measure of him.

We'll go see how he feels about
having a wee word with us.

Uh, listen, Sarge

this whole thing
with Annie Conlon...

What about it?

Well, is there any chance
you could let it lie?

Let it lie?

HE SCOFFS

What, and have every
peeler in Belfast

know I was slapped by some wee girl
and didn't do anything about it?

I don't think so, mate.

Find one that's house-trained
next time, all right?

Look, get changed, meet
me in the car park.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Yes?

Ma'am, can I talk to
you about something?

Keep an eye out for the peelers.

You sure about this? Yeah. I am.

What do we say to bad
people around here?

We tell them to go
away somewhere else.

Well?

Oh, talk away.
Henry's all right.

Lee, mate, what
happened the other night

with the cop at the club...

I'm sorry, mate, I...

SIGHS: I was just like...

Why were you there?

Look, Lee, I want to
work for you, mate.

That's the truth.

And then I saw that cop
there, and I thought...

I thought... that's a
problem for you, you know?

So I thought, if I
can take him on now,

it would cause a bit of
a commotion, you know?

And that way, you would
know that they were there

and watching you.

I-I-I-I did you a favour there.

Lee, mate, I did that
for you, you know?

Helping you out, like.

You know?

How about this?

You went there because
you always go there

and you didn't know
what else to do.

And then you saw that cop

and just couldn't stop yourself.

Do you know why, Keith?

I said, do you know why, Keith?

No.

Because... you

are... stupid.

Really, really stupid.

I'm not, mate. Lee, I'm not.

Henry...

Do you know who Adolf Hitler is?

And the Nazis?

The Nazis?

They were really bad.

Yeah.

Really bad.

That's what Keith is.

Lee, mate, I'm not
into that stuff

any more. HE GROANS.

Combat 18.

So the A and the H
of Adolf and Hitler

are the first and the eighth
letters of the alphabet.

Hence the 18 in Combat


Now, this is the really
important bit, son.

Our forefathers went
to fight the Nazis.

King and country!

And they gave their
lives for that.

So... what kind of loyalist

would want to be a n*zi?

Hmm?

I mean

what does that make him?

A bad man?

A bad man.

Lee, for flip's sake...
Go ahead, Henry.

You have to leave.

For ever.

Ach, no, Lee, come on.

Mate, I did that for you.

Huh?

I was helping you out.

We'll give you an
hour to get packed,

because, Keith

you are the past.

And we're the future.

One hour.

Lee, come on... DOOR OPENS.

Come on! DOOR CLOSES.

So, Mr Graham,

you took the documents from
your place of employment

upon retirement
from Special Branch?

Yes, I did.

Robin, you don't have to
comment at this point.

I took those as evidence

of what I believe to be

moral and ethical wrongdoing

on behalf of myself
and my colleagues.

Was it ill*gal?

Well, that's hard to say.

In the '70s and '80s

the government gave us no
legislation to work from.

I think that was deliberate.

Mr Graham, these
matters are not germane.

If you could please... Germane?!

Of course they are!

Robin, please.

I was involved in the management
of agents who had foreknowledge

who had foreknowledge
- of acts of violence,

which, on occasion,

I did absolutely
nothing to prevent.

In early May of 1978,

I was a 24-year-old
handler in Special Branch.



An agent of mine made me aware
of a planned b*mb attack.

Robin, this is not... Made me
aware of a planned b*mb attack!

Robin! OK, OK. Stop the tape.

We're taking a break now.

We are not taking
a f*cking break!

We're taking a break!

Can I have a word?

This has to stop.

What the hell are
you even doing here?

This is none of your business.

Have a seat. No

thank you.

This isn't going to go anywhere.

It can't. What?

When you filed the
case, it was flagged

at government level.

It's a legal case.

Only a judge can stop it.

You've a lot to learn.

OK, well, please enlighten me.

Explain to me

what it is you want, Jen.

I want the truth
for Happy Kelly.

Robin Graham knows that truth.

Or a part of it.

They just want someone
to listen to them.

Someone to acknowledge
what happened to them,

what they've been through.

They want that,

or do you?

What?

A year ago, you shot
and k*lled a man.

You have refused all
help, all counselling.

You've thrown yourself
into a new job.

No friends, no
socialising. Just work.

And now here you are,

excavating trauma,
just not yours. No.

Looking for the
truth, just not yours.

I didn't do this because I
was... Jen, can't you see it?

This is all about you.

CLINK

Listen, um.

I've been speaking to
the Crown Solicitor.

They're willing to offer a deal.

A settlement for Happy
Kelly. JEN SCOFFS.

A substantial sum.

If you take it,

Robin Graham will be
released without charge.

You get your win, Jen.

We all move on.

"We"?

What do you mean, "we"?

Oh, my God.

This all comes back
to you somehow.

You're involved in this!

I am.

And... and what?

You arranged all this?

The arrest, everything?

No, I didn't, but as
District Commander,

I was informed of it.

Right. And here you are,
looking to save your own skin.

No, it's not like that!

That's what it looks like, Mum.

What did you do?

I wrapped it all up.

What?

Around the time you were born,

I was transferred
into Special Branch.

I was an ambitious young
woman, like you are now.

I'd never handled
an agent myself.

They saw me as a clean skin.

That's why they chose me.

Chose you for what?

I was tasked with downsizing
our agent-running operations.

But in order to do that,
I had to know everything.

Every last detail.

I reviewed every
case, read every file,

stood down assets,
paid others off.

I wasn't a clean
skin after that.

How can you just... walk
around knowing all that?

Being a part of it?

It was worth it. Worth it?!

Are you joking?

The decisions we made back
then, they were dreadful.

One life versus ten.

Two versus seven.

We had no help, no
guidance, no law!

And yet, in the end,
we stopped a civil w*r.

Oh, come on! We
did. I believe that!

You played God.

Jesus, Jen, why do you
think this government

is stopping all legal cases

relating to the past
in Northern Ireland?

To protect people like you.

Because those cases
would reveal the truth.

And the truth is too
much for everyone!

How can you even say that?

It needs to be out in
the open. All of it.

Do you think it will help him,

Happy Kelly, knowing the truth?

Of course it would help him!

And Gerry Cliff?

Gerry?

What about him? He
wanted the truth.

He wanted it so badly,
he ran towards it

without even thinking about the
cost, and he took you with him!

But Gerry was a good man!

Yes, he was. Too good!

JEN SOBS

Like you.

Jen...

Please believe me when I say
that there are some things

it is better not to know.

Don't let this
destroy your future.

Please

don't.

Inspector McNally
wants me across this.

How's the head?

Fine.

DOOR OPENS

This had better be worth it.

AUDIO: 82 arriving now.
Second vehicle just behind.

That guy there, in the
maroon tracksuit top.

He was at the club too.

You sure?

Kilo 1, we have
uniform in theatre.

Repeat. We have
uniform in theatre.

Yeah. The driver.

That's him.

g*nshots

Shots fired. Shots fired.

All nominals exiting.

Repeat. All nominals
exiting. Over.

The Ginleys.

If they're back and
working with Lee Thompson,

this is far worse
than we thought.

Yeah.

Look, I, um...

I never said sorry.

For what?

This.

Last year.

I lost control.

Listen, Jonty.

I think I maybe get it now.

You get carried away and

you don't know when to say stop.

Yeah.

That's it.

That's it exactly.

Is it true you told
Canning to go f*ck himself?

Yeah.

Good work.

What?

We're just here for a wee drink.

I don't think so.

Is your brother around?

No.

That's OK. We'll wait.

I'd like you to leave.

That's a tough one.

Maybe you should
call the police.

I hear you're
confined to barracks.

In case I have a concussion.

Might be hard to tell.

How do you fancy looking
into all our contacts

with Lee Thompson over
the past few weeks?

See if there's some way into
him we haven't seen yet.

I thought that
was Canning's job.

Yeah, exactly.

OK.

OK.

Better access to what you need.

Don't go sending any emails.

MOUSE CLICKS

HE TYPES

CLATTERING

SAFE BEEPS

We have to get all this to
the solicitor by Monday.

He'll know what to do with it.

PHONE RINGS

Mm-hm?

There's peelers here for you.

How many? Two.

Uniform? No.

OK.

I'm on my way.
Leave Henry there.

What?

I don't want him to see this.

Leave him there and
I'll come and get him.

Yeah. OK.

Get all this back into the safe.

Peelers are waiting
for me at the pub.

They've got nothing on us.

You wait there,
mate, OK? All right.

Your mum will be
here for you soon.

PHONE RINGS

Hello. Hi, Annie.

It's me. Can you come in?

Am I going to lose my job?

Just come in, OK?
I'll see you soon.

OK.

OK. Bye.

So, do you think
he'll stand over it?

Shane?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh.

Maybe we got him all wrong.

Wonders never cease.

Not round here, they don't.

That warrant for the doorbell
footage is ready to be actioned.

OK, great. I'll get
Stevie and Grace to do it.

Thanks.

I thought they wanted
to be separated.

They need to sort it
out at some point.

What's the worst
that could happen?

DOORBELL CHIMES

All right, then.

I just have to keep
myself right, love?

Do you know what I mean?

Absolutely, Eileen. Absolutely.

You having some people over?

That's for you, love.

Excuse me?

The wee man rang and said
you would be dropping in,

so I made you a few things.

Oh.

Oh, Eileen, we would
love to, but we can't.

We're up against it
today, aren't we?

Well... we can
spare a few minutes.

Can't we?

Why not?

Great.

I'll put the kettle on.

Right. Yes.

What?

Come on.

They actually look all right.

Oh, millionaire's shortbread!

DOOR OPENS

Um

They're not going to hold you.

What?

Why?

Um...

They say that they've retrieved
the documents from your house.

They say that in light
of your exemplary service

for 35 years,

it won't be in the public
interest to charge you.

I just want to talk
about what happened.

I need to.

I know.

I know.

MUSIC ON RADIO

So, how are you
finding the section?

Uh...

Yeah, you know?

What?

Nothing. It doesn't matter.

No, go on. What?

I think... they're all grieving.

You think they're all... what?

I think they're all grieving.

sh*t.

sh*t.

Uniform from 70.

We've got eyes on Keith Wylie
at Raven Moor Road. Over.



All right. Clear
front, clear back. Go.

Sir, I need to ask you to put
your hands above your head now.

Immediately.

Madam, could you
step back, please?

I need to see those hands!

Oh, f*ck it.

If I'm going to get
arrested anyway,

I might as well enjoy
kicking the shite

out of a stupid

black b*tch.

KEITH GROANS

Option D. Cheers.

GROANS CONTINUE

Now you can spend the next
ten years in prison...

HE GROANS ..thinking
about exactly

who kicked your f*cking arse.

Now, see? That's what you get
for being a r*cist f*cking prick!

Thank you, madam.

Thank you. That'll do.

You don't have to say anything,
but I must caution you,

if you do not mention
when questioned...

Uniform from 70.

You can cancel that backup.

It's under control. Over.



Do you understand the caution?

There'll be ones of the
family in that album.

Hmm.

Ah, Eileen, you don't mind
if we get the footage now,

do you? In a wee minute, love.

That's Kyle there.

He lives in Birmingham.

And that's Rodney.

He lives in the south,
would you believe?

Dublin.

Didn't see that one coming.

There's Stuart there.

Aw...

Only last year he died.

Heart attack.

I'm sorry.

So you're on your own?

On my own.

EILEEN SIGHS

And, um

what's in those?

They're older ones.

You'll love those.

Now, let's find the
ones of Donegal.

Oh... There we go.

It's at Bundoran.

There's my Uncle Bobby.
There's my Aunt Jean.

Mm-hm. Oh...

I think that might
have been Portrush.

Aw, look at his face.

Isn't he lovely?

Sure you boys
don't want a drink?

On duty.

Good for you.

So, Lee, what's the plan?

Plan? Yeah, the plan.

I mean, under Dixie and Hamill,
things really went to sh*t.

Total chaos. Bad for everybody.

Are you going to follow
in their footsteps?

Listen, Lee.

Here's the craic.

I don't like chaos.

I like quiet.

Peace and quiet.

Me too.

Well, that's good to hear, then.

Isn't that good to hear, Shane?

Personally, I'm against
the w*r on drugs.

Is that right? That
is right, yeah.

People drink, people
sell it to them.

People do drugs,
people sell it to them.

Don't see much of a
difference myself.

For the likes of me, it's just
pushing a boulder up a hill.

All I see is one
face after another.

Faces like yours, Lee.

You take one down,
another one pops up.

It's pointless.

You can't be an idealist in
that kind of environment.

You have to be a pragmatist.
Work with what you've got.

Don't get me wrong, mate.

I'm a police officer.

I enforce the law.

For instance,

if you f*ck up in any way,

I'll be there.

That's just what I do.

But if you don't f*ck up
and you don't cause chaos,

well, then we're just
a couple of pragmatists

in a mad f*cking world

doing what we have
to do, all right?

I take it he's an idealist.

HE SCOFFS

That is us.

There's your recipe there, love.

Just be careful with
the caster sugar.

You put in too much, you'll
ruin the whole thing.

Thanks, Eileen.

Are you sure you don't want
another wee cup of tea?

No, no, we've really...
We've really got to go now.

Aye.

Surely.

Come on. I'll show yo use out.

DOOR OPENS

Oh, nutmeg. Nutmeg. A
wee dash of cinnamon.

That's very rock and roll.

She knows what she's doing.

I think she's lonely.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think she is.

Are you OK?

No. Not really.

I miss him.

Cal?

I mean, I know... I
know he's got to grow up

and do his own thing,
but just... you know.

I miss him.

You know, me applying
to do this job was

was the first time that I
ever did something for myself

and

he's gone now, and, uh

all I've got is this job.

Come on, Grace. No.

That's not good, is it?

That's not good.

That this is all that you have.

No, it's not.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Oh, God, for...

For, you know...

For "you know"?

I'm sorry too.

Shall we go?

Let's go.

Right, stick on a tune.

KEYPAD BEEPS

RAPID BEEPS

RAPID BEEPS

RAPID BEEPS

You made a big
choice today, Shane.

A big f*cking choice.

DS Canning, Constable
Bradley, a moment?

"Put a muzzle on that."

What? That's what you said

to Constable Conlon
before she struck you.

Verified by a witness.

Now, I can of course
proceed with your complaint

to Professional Standards
about Constable Conlon,

but I'll have to include
that in my report.

What, the fact that he
compared her to a dog? Yes.

That.

So, would you like
me to proceed,

or not?

You were finished anyway,

but now you're really f*cked.

Yeah.

We can never be here
again, or anywhere like it.

You never will be.

Get back to work.

Ma'am.

WHISPERS: Thanks.

MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR

OK, here's an absolute
banger for you.

Oh, this... this takes me back!

♪ I'm dancing with seven veils

♪ Want you to pick up my scarf

♪ See how the black moon fades

♪ Soon I can give
you my heart... ♪

KEYPAD BEEPS

RAPID BEEPS

BEEPS

Whoa!

So, where did you hear
this for the first time?

Oh...

It's been the Red Rose Theatre.

The Red Rose Theatre?
The Red Rose Theatre.

Sounds mental.

Yeah. Sounds
ill*gal. THEY LAUGH.

Class.

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g*nsh*t

TYRES SCREECH