01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

Hey, is your mum in?

Mum?

[Chris] All right.

Have you got my money?

Yeah, I am getting it.

Jodie...

I am trying to find a way
through this for us.

Us?

So, Greg Gallagher...

What do you know?

[sighs]
I know that in the past,

there's no way on earth
that Gallagher

would ever do business
with the likes of us.

Mm-hmm. So why now?

Right out of nowhere,

big bag of coke up front,

no questions,

cash down the line
when it's cut and sold.

Carl thought it was Christmas,
but I knew it stunk.

But why now?

'Cause Gallagher's desperate,
that's why.

Everyone he's stashed his cash with
is pulling up the drawbridge.

He's stuck in prison on remand
staring down 20 years

and he can't pay his bills,

so he did a deal

with the one dickhead left
who'd do a deal.

Right.

So,

Greg's gonna get

shivved in the showers
if he doesn't pay what he owes?

How'd you know all this?

Carl tells me everything.

[sighs]

[soft tense music]

You with Casey?

[Chris] I know she's got
the f*cking bag, Marco.

-Where is she?
-[Marco] I've sorted it.

Sorted what?

The bag, lad.
I've rung Ian and Barry.

-They're coming to get it.
-Oh, fu... What? No!

No. Listen to me, Marco.

You cannot meet them two,
or anyone else.

-Do you hear me?
-Why?

'Cause they'll f*cking
k*ll you, lad, that's why!

They'll f*cking k*ll you!

Now, where are you?

["Oh! When the Sun Goes Down"
by tr*mp Attack]

[officer on radio]
Delta Patrol, are you available

to take a look at a report
of youths

causing rather a lot of annoyance
on Park Street, please?

Anyone available to respond

to that last shout, please?

[siren wailing]

[officer]
And this guy appears to be dressed

at least from the waist up.

[clamouring]

[officer] Do we have anyone
available for a call

marked IRIR, please?

Anyone at all, Delta?

Instant response,

er, I'm sorry to say

it's 24B Stirling Avenue again.

[clamouring]

[music trails off]

[panting]

[solemn music]

Call Chris Knobhead Work.

Call Chris Knobhead Work
on speaker.

[Siri] Calling Chris Knobhead Work.

[line ringing]

Hang up!

Cancel call!

[ringing continues]

[Chris] Rachel?

Hi, Chris!

[Chris] Yeah, I'm up the wall
at the moment, mate.

[Rachel] Right, er...

No, yeah. Of course, that's fine.

Sorry.

[Chris] So what's up?

You still there?

Rach?

[Rachel] Yeah.

[Chris] What's going on?

Nothing!

[Chris]
You sound a bit echoey there, mate?

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

[Chris] You sure?

Yeah, just, er...

I don't think I'm used to...

I don't think I'm used
to the nights yet, so...

I think I'm just gonna try
and get my head down and...

and get some sleep.

Okay, as long as you're all right.

Yeah, fine. I'll see you to...
I'll... I'll see you tonight.

Hang on, Rachel.

What the f*ck's going on?

I don't... I don't...

[softly]
I don't know what to do.

[Chris] Rachel?

-I... I can't hear you.
-He's...

He's locked me in a cupbo...

He's locked me in a cupboard.

He's left me inside
and I don't know what to do.

[Chris] He's what?

He's locked me in the cupboard!

[Chris] Jesus Christ.
Right, I'm on my way.

Mate, hold on.

Mate, can you...
Can you open the door, please?

[ringing]

f*cking two. Flat three.

Rachel?

Rachel?

Hello?

[phone ringing]

Rachel?

Rach?

f*ck sake, man.

Rachel!

[Rachel] Chris?

-Rachel?
-[Rachel] Chris?

[Chris] Hey. Hey.

You... You okay?

Are you okay?

What's all that about?

-You all right, lad?
-f*cking...

[Casey] Did you think I wouldn't
know where you were going?

Hey!

Sit down.

[sighs]

Okay, all right.

Give me that f*cking bag!

[Marco]
Right, all right! f*cking hell.

So, you rob them from me?

After everything I've done for you?

I took you to my nan's house,

I even let you
have a sh*t in there,

and what does he do, Davey?

-Doesn't flush?
-He robbed my f*cking drugs!

That was my one chance in life
to change, and you took it off me!

-You're my only mate.
-I didn't rob them.

Oh, he didn't rob them, Davey.
He didn't rob them.

He just took them by accident!

I risked my life for that bag

and what it can give me,
and you took it from me?

If you hate me that much,

go.

I never wanna look at you
ever again.

-Put it f*cking down!
-You can have it.

I was gonna give them back
to who they belong to, all right?

That's what I was gonna do.

People like us don't win, Casey.

I was trying to save you,
talk about f*cking hating you.

I don't f*cking believe this.

-We could get away.
-What?

Don't you see? They're my chance.

My life's here.

There's all my mates here.
I got my kid there, I ain't...

It's what I know.

Why are you being so negative?

My life's negative.
What else am I gonna be?

-I'm trying to change that for you!
-Yeah, well, I don't wanna change.

[Marco]
And you're not gonna change.

Mate, I just wanna stay...
I just wanna stay here with you.

-Whatever.
-[Marco] And just wanna be safe.

-I just wanna be safe, Casey.
-Whatever, mate.

[Davey mumbles]

Stay together, eh?

[Davey] Eh, it's, er...

It's... it's hard...

out here, Casey.

It's very hard.

If, er...

If somebody loves you that's, er...

That's your chance. No, not that.

No, no, that

clown.

-[vehicle approaches]
-[Davey] Oh. Ooh. Eh.

-[Davey mumbles]
-Go ahead.

-[Barry] Eh, Marco, don't run!
-[Casey] Quick, get the bag!

[Barry] Get the f*ck...
Give me the bag!

-Marco! Marco!
-[Ian] Run! I'm going to k*ll you!

-Get here now!
-[Davey] No, no.

Run forest.
[chuckles]

Marco!

-[Ian] I swear...
-[Marco] Right!

-[Casey] Come on!
-[Ian] Get here now!

[laughing]

Marco!

[Barry] Faster, come on!

-Marco!
-Right! Right!

[Ian]
Marco, we just wanna talk, lad!

Why the f*ck did you ring me up?

[panting]

You sure you want to do this now?

If I don't, I won't.

[Chris] He's at work, yeah?

-Yeah.
-[Chris] Right.

[line ringing]

-[phone buzzes]
-[Casey] Who's that?

It's him. Lad, where are you?

Where are you?

We've had to move.
We're just off Flynn Street, lad.

-We're hiding.
-[Chris] Hiding?

Yeah, they f*cking...
Yes, they drove f*cking around us.

Oh, f*ck!

Right, five minutes.

Do not move. I'll come and get you.

[car engine starts]

Where are we going?

You don't want to know.

-[Ian] There they are, look!
-[Casey] sh*t.

-sh*t. Run! Which way?
-Quick, quick, quick!

-[Marco] Down here.
-[Ian] Marco!

Come here, you little dickhead!

-[Marco] f*ck.
-[Ian] Come here!

[car revving]

[panting]
f*cking hell.

-[tyres screech]
-f*ck!

[Chris] Jesus Christ!

-There they are, look!
-f*ck!

-[Ian] Come on!
-[Marco] Lad, open the door, lad.

-[grunts]
-[Marco] Quick, get it open.

-[Casey] Go! Go, go, go!
-[Marco] All right, go, go, go!

-Thanks, b*stard.
-f*ck off!

[Rachel] What the hell is going on?

Marco, we know where you live!

-[both panting]
-That's your fault, that is.

[laughing]

-Oh, yeah.
-[Chris] Do you two have any

f*cking idea how much trouble
you've caused me?

Right, out. Leave that bag.

I'll be back.

Hey, Casey?

Don't you f*cking dare take my bag!

Leave it. Okay?

Leave it. Get to f*ck.
You're not getting it back.

-You're not getting it back.
-Give me my f*cking bag, mate.

-Stay back.
-Give me my f*cking bag!

Don't you dare take my f*cking...
[sobs]

[despondent music]

My girl.

-Come here.
-[Casey] f*cking hell.

Come here.

-[sobbing]
-It's all right.

It's over.

It's all right.

-It's not fair!
-I know.

I know, I'm sorry.

[sobbing continues]

I know it's not fair.

But what happened to Carl's
not fair, is it?

I don't give
a f*ck' sh*t about him.

All right.

He's no loss and neither am I.

I don't matter.

[Chris] Who said that?

[Casey] Everyone.

Not me.

[Casey whimpers]

Of course, you matter.

Casey, listen to me.

You're gonna walk away, right?

You're gonna walk down that road
with him.

Leave these to me, yeah?

[Marco] Come ahead, Case.

Come on then. All right.

[Casey panting]
Okay.

Good girl.

Okay.

Okay.

-You'll walk down there?
-Yeah.

Hey, you do f*cking matter.
Don't say that again.

-Okay.
-Good lad.

Come on, Case, let's do one.

-[Marco] You all right, yeah?
-[Casey] Yeah.

-[Rachel] They all right?
-[Chris] Yeah, they're fine.

What's in the bag?

[Chris]
Nothing. Don't worry about it.

-[Casey] Can you hold my hand?
-Yeah.

[car engine starts]

It was just a f*cking coat hanger.

Yeah, but it wasn't a coat hanger
keeping you in, was it?

It's your flat. You know that.

It's your life. Pisses me off.

Don't let him
take that away from you.

I thought you were
a right dickhead.

I know, I saw your phone.

I spied on you for Ray Mullen.

I'm sorry.

Ray?

I gave him the number
from the mobile you bought

from the petrol station
the other night.

-I'm sorry, Chris.
-Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry for not trusting you.

He told me that he was C and D
and I just...

-What, he's C and D?
-I know I...

Rachel.

Is he Complaints and Discipline?

He lied to me.

He teaches kids how to ride bikes.

And, mate,
he told me you were dodgy.

And let's be honest,
you're not great, are you?

What? I just try
and make the job work,

and do you know something?

I f*cking do!

Give me Carson and you walk away.

-Who?
-Carson.

Tell me what you know
and walk away.

Who are you?

Detective Sergeant Ray Mullen,

and I have got a f*ck' cob on,
so don't mess me about.

I know who you are,
I know what you are,

and I know if you don't cough up
with what you are doing

with Chris Carson,

I'm locking you up right now.

I don't know
who you are talking about,

and I don't like your attitude.

Where are you based?

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I know you know him.

You'll be sorry.

You will.

You'll be f*cking sorry.

[Barnes] I'm worried about Chris.

I saw him this week and...

[clicks tongue]

Well, he looked like sh*t.

He's got a lot going on.

Did he, erm...

Did he tell you about his mum?

Yeah. She's not got long.

-Oh.
-[Kate] Yeah.

I hope you don't mind me prying.

I've got a duty of care to him,
as a boss,

and as a mate.

Of course.

[water running]

This is awkward.
[sighs]

You don't have to answer this.

-Thank you.
-Ask me.

It's a mate question,
not a boss question.

Is he getting better,

or is he getting worse?

He's been seeing
the job counsellor.

They gave him a few sessions.

He's got a lifetime of sh*t
in his head

and a few sessions won't sort that.

No.

No.

What about his own doctor?

Rashid?

He's great.

He tries, you know?

He's a busy GP, but...

he does care.

Chris mentioned a Doctor Gallagher.

He's brilliant.

-Really helpful.
-Chris said it was a she?

That's right.

You said he.

Did I?

Yeah.

Who is she?

His other doctor.

Other?

It's private...

for Chris, you know?

Has Chris seen much
of Carl Sweeney lately?

I thought you said
you were here as a mate?

I am trying to help Chris.

I really am.

So am I.

The window is closing.

If people aren't honest with me
before it shuts,

then I can't help them.

[door opens, closes]

[sighs]

[phone buzzes]

Sorry.

[sighs]

[Rachel] Answer it.

No. It's nobody.

I can't do it.

No, it's just gonna
make things worse.

What's worse than being locked
in a cupboard?

Maybe.

[phone buzzes]

f*ck' hell, lad.

If you've somewhere else to be?

All the time in the world.

Seriously.

You're my mate.

Good luck.

[solemn music]

[Rachel] Steve!

You all right. What's going on?

[plastic rustles]

Here's your sh*t.

Go back to your mum's
and don't ever come back to mine,

all right?

What do you mean?
What you talking about?

We're finished.

Let's talk about this tonight, hey?

I mean it, Steve.

Come on, later.

Do you want me to say it?

[Rachel]
Or are you just gonna f*cking go?

Later.

He hits me.

He hits me.

On my back,

on the top of my arms and legs.

He calls me a piece of sh*t.

He spits at me.

He locks me in cupboards

and he tells me that
he's gonna k*ll me in my sleep.

-It's not...
-You're a liar and a coward!

[sniffles]

Don't ever come near me again.

Hey.

My office. Now.

[Steve clears throat]

Right. We're doing this my way.

[Chris] No. No.

No arguing.
You've got to listen to me, okay?

If you want this to be sorted,
this is how we're doing it.

What are you talking about? Just...

Listen to me.

Right.

Okay, what do you suggest then?

I know. Just like...

Tell me what you suggest.

Right, listen...

[Rachel]
You've got me driving around town

with a bag of drugs in the car!

I could literally go to prison!

-You're not going to prison.
-It's got my DNA

all over it, Chris!

You shouldn't have opened it then.

Don't you dare try to turn this
into being my fault!

Don't you dare!

The whole f*cking
finding Casey thing?

That was her just then
in the car, wasn't it?

-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-And the... the...

the dead guy?

Carl? He looked me in the eye
and told me he was a drug dealer!

Is that bag why he's dead?

For f*ck's sake,
you're a drug dealer!

-I'm not a drug dealer.
-There is literally

a f*cking massive bag of drugs

two feet behind me
in the f*cking car, Chris!

I was just trying to help Casey.

She stole these drugs
off some courier, right?

And I got sucked in.

I was trying to keep her alive.

I'm still trying to keep her alive.

-Bullshit.
-No, it's not, mate!

Well, why didn't you just take her
into protective custody, then?

What protective custody?

You've been watching
too much Sopranos, mate.

-Jesus Christ!
-f*ck off.

If you want, you can lock me up.

That'll get you off whatever hook
you think you're on.

-Think I'm on?
-Yeah.

-I'm sorting it, okay?
-How?

I throw the bag into the found
f*cking property locker

without booking it in.

What about my DNA?

Every copper in the bloody
nick's DNA will be all over it.

If anyone asks, which they won't,

just say you kicked the bag
out the way weeks ago.

I cannot believe
I'm having this conversation.

Right, Rachel,
if this whole thing kicks off,

I swear to God,
you'll be in the clear.

I'll cop the lot
and keep you out of it, okay?

We good?

No.

No, Chris, we are not good.

We will never be good.

[knocking on door]

Hiya, Mum.

Oh, love!

Oh, lovely!

You comfy?

There's some chocolates
in the cupboard.

You want one?

You have one.

Nice little soft choccy.

Okay.

-Ooh.
-[June chuckles]

[June] Mm.

I... Is he still on nights?

Yeah.

You are not working?

I took a few days.

Lovely.

What's the matter?

He makes it so hard.

He was always too sensitive.

He'd...

He'd sit under the stairs
for hours, and I...

I... I come home from work and...

I'd say to Charlie,

"What's he doing in there again?"

Cha...

Charlie didn't understand him.

He'd just...

bugger off down to the pub.

[Kate] Maybe he was scared?

They both were.

It was a full-time job
looking after them.

People today would just leave,
but back then...

Let me see you.

I... I did my best for Christopher.

Of course, you did.

I stayed for him...

but I should have gone.

I stayed there,

keeping him there.

I should have gone.

[sobs]

-[Kate] No, don't...
-Don't...

Don't make the mistakes I made.

He never got enough cuddles.

[Kate] Shh.

Oh, Kate...

[sobbing continues]

Now, you relax. You relax.

It's all right.

[Chris sighs]
So we okay?

I'll see you tonight?

[Irvine] Come in.

[keyboard clacking]

Is this domestics?

Yeah, it is.

Are you new?

Yeah, I'm a probationer.

So, what's happening?

Do you want a brew?

Yeah.

-Yeah.
-Yeah, it'd be nice, actually.

Make yourself at home. Relax.

Be back in a minute, all right?

[Rachel] Thanks.

[birds cawing]

[car door opens]

[Chris sighs]

So what's he got on you?

I'm sorry?

Well, I've been thinking, right.

This is not just
a normal family thing.

You might tell yourself it is,
but we've all got family.

This is different.

It's all wrong.
You're not the type.

I'm just doing what I have to do.

Right.

Where's the drugs?

Right.

This is a Yellow Pedal.

It's evidence of a police seizure.

It'll get Greg off the hook

with the people he owes money to.

He'll know what to do with it.

f*ck.

I'm still a copper, just...

you're still a... a doctor, right?

This is not our game.

We're not f*cking drug dealers.

That's proof, the drugs
have been seized by the police.

It'll stop Greg
getting k*lled inside.

We good?

Yeah.

No surprises?

-No.
-Right.

[sighs]

[Barnes] Rachel!

Aren't you still on nights?

What is it?

I just need some help.

What is it?

It's... it's the job, and, er...

home.

Chris is just, he...

Chris?

What has Chris done?

Oh, it's...

It's me.

I need to take some time off.

If you

need time off,

take time off.

Nights are hard.

You're not used to them.

Do your last one,
sleep for a day or two,

and you'll feel better.

[Irvine] Right. Mm.

Shall we?

Er, no, I'll just, erm...

[smacks lips]
I'll give you a ring.

[Chris sighs]

Hi.

So there's enough gear in this bag
to set you up for life.

But...

if you take it,
then, I'm out from under.

This what started all of this?

Yeah.

Anyone gonna come after it?

Well,

someone's always looking
for something,

but we both know
you can look after yourself, Jodie.

-We're square now, yeah?
-Okay.

[sighs]

Hi. All right?

I went to see your mum.

Mm.

[Kate] I paid the bill.

Yeah, I'm sorry...

for what I've done...

to us.

You know, my trouble,
it's gone away now.

I'm going to be better.

-[Tilly] Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Daddy!
-Hey, darling.

Hey, come here.

Give us a minute, yeah?
I'll come up and see you.

Go on then, good girl.

[hurried footsteps]

I really wanna make
this work, Kate.

'Cause my heart

is breaking

with what's happened.

I know we can fix it.

I'm gonna speak to you.

Not bottle it up.

-I love you so much...
-I lied for you.

Deb Barnes came round here
asking questions.

She was asking about

-Doctor Gallagher.
-Oh, f*ck.

And I told her she was your doctor.

I lied.

Kate, you shouldn't have
done that...

I know.

But I did,

because I love you too.

[heavy sigh]

Chris...

we have to make this better.

We haven't got a choice.

[heavy breathing]

Hey.

All right, darling.

A new book? Let's have a look.

Wallaby Chairleg?

-[Tilly] He's a detective.
-Is he?

Will you read it to me tomorrow?

I think you can read it to me.

Come on, read it to me
while I'm getting ready.

Come on.

Start... start there, look.

Come on.

I'm gonna read this...

Oh, you read it better.

-Okay.
-Go on.

["Pilgrim" by Fink playing]

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ Not to ask the question ♪

♪ That's been on your lips
All the way ♪

♪ Spit it out ♪

♪ The words come out ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Oh, it's already ♪

♪ Oh, not as heavy as before ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ Hmm... ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ Hmm... ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

You okay?

♪ Doesn't matter
When it mattered yesterday ♪

♪ And tomorrow ain't too far ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Come a long way ♪

♪ From small beginnings ♪

[officer on radio]
Delta patrols to respond to a call

marked IRIR, please?

Report of a burglary in progress.

[police siren wailing]

♪ From small beginnings ♪

♪ Come big endings ♪

♪ From small beginnings ♪

♪ Come big endings ♪