01x01 - Episode 1

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This programme contains

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Um, what about lunch?

Well, I mean, do you go out?

Is there, um,

is there a canteen, or?

Well, is there a Pret nearby?

There's not even a Pret?

Um

Off. Off. Off.

No, no, no. No, Jamie.

Um, no, I'm, I'm not nervous,

I just Well, I don't know,

it's a new job.

Well, I mean, you're used

to that place.

For me, it's Well, it's,

it's not new exactly

but it's, um Well, it's newish.

I'm totally fine. Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, um, there is

one other thing I wanted to ask.

Um

..should I take

any precautions, or?

Well, I don't know, I mean it

isit's a prison, so

I suppose I'm just asking -

how safe is it?

Yeah, I'll take these.

OK.

Do you want to wear them out?

I can bin these if you want.

No, no, I'm, going on a date

later tonight, so

Right.

In these?

Yeah. No, um, bin those.

Ah.

f*ck me.

Is it the same girl that I met?

Yeah, yeah. Jess.

She's nice.

Wow, emotional.

I mean, I'm tearing up.

What is it, two months now?

It's long-term for you, innit?

Oh, God, look at him.

He's doing a sh*t.

Oh, God, I love that expression.

Look at it.

Like, the concentration.

How did you get that one, Lee?

Oh, yeah.

That's where the knife came out.

Oh, bloody hell!

It was a father and a son.

I owed 'em money.

I remember waking up in

this empty industrial kitchen.

I saw 'em and then I heard the sound

of the knife sharpening

Oh, my God!

..and then I thought, "f*ck."

Dad, he says, "Right, where

do you want to get stabbed?"

I'm like, "Well no-f*cking-where."

And then he swings

the knife like that and he says,

"I said, where do you want

to get f*cking stabbed?"

I said, "Well, my leg'"

What? You said the leg,

then he just f*cking?

Yeah. He shoved it right up

to the handle.

No, it weren't too bad at first.

I looked down, I thought,

eh, it felt like getting punched.

But then the son,

he runs over and he kicks it.

Oh, Jesus! Oh, my God.

I, like, screamed my guts out.

They start panicking,

they're shouting

they're going to cut my throat

if I don't stop, but I can't.

I physically cannot stop

screaming, right?

Like, my face is saying, "Yeah, I

know, I'm sorry, it's mad, innit?"

But my mouth is like, "Argh"

Then what happened?

Then they dumped me on some estate.

And I pass out, and I wake up,

crawl and pass out, wake up, crawl.

And then one time I wake up

and I'm in hospital.

Don't know how you're still here.

Oh, he's the reason I'm

still here - little man.

Do you want to look at his poo?

Absolutely.

Wahey! Yeah.

Does it scare you? Being a dad?

Nah, I'm three years clean, Dan.

No, no, I don't mean that.

I mean, you know, our upbringing.

Nah. Way I see it, every generation

gets its chance to change.

You know, me and you, we're ours.

Hmm.

Can I ask YOU something?

Mm-hm.

Why'd you get

a f*cking job in prison?

Well, it's just a job.

Was it cos of me?

No.

Dad?

Dad? No! f*ck, no.

No.

God, no.

Not seen him for 25 years.

If it was another 25,

that'd still be too soon.

Then, why?

Well

..I don't know.

Do you think I'd be a good dad?

You? Yeah, you'd be

a great dad. Why?

Just wondering.

That is not a good idea.

No, but if I could just,

widen the toecap.

See there'sthere's,

like, a steel bit here.

I'm just going to try and

..widen.

Dan. Dan.

That is going to go horribly wrong.

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, I think I've bent the cap.

f*ck.

Feels like there's a blade in there.

Oh.

OK, this would really reflect

very well on you right now

if you resisted the temptation

to say

I told you so.

Yeah.

Hello.

Stop. What?

That.

I need to finish this.

Yeah, but if you give me sex,

then the prisoners might respect me.

Oh, I think your um, blade-y toecap

boots will achieve that, don't you?

Yeah.

You going to go into

the office today?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I am in the morning.

Um, and then I'm I'm going

to the IVF clinic.

Oh, right.

OK.

Dan, I did tell you.

No, I know you did.

Like, on our first date.

It was, it was quite up front.

Yeah, you were.

No, I know you were.

You were I just thought

So who's the dad?

Donor, not dad.

I've never met him.

He's, um. He's mid-20s.

Got dark hair. Athletic, apparently.

Oh, an athlete? Oh, nice.

Are you jealous?

Of a man I've literally never met?

Yeah, still, I feel like, if I ever

met him, I'd have to

..beat the living sh*t out of him.

Hey

..so what about, like, me?

As the donor.

Jesus Christ. I could be a dad.

No, it's some

Dan It's something that

I've thought about a lot.

We've known each other

for eight weeks!

Well, I've thought about it lots

ever since you first mentioned it,

and II feel like maybe now

Maybe now, what?

Well, I don't know.

What, now some woman you've slept

with six times is trying to have

a baby, you've decided she's

the one? No, not, not THE one

Oh, NOT the one - just a one?

A one with a reproductive system.

Is this because your brother's

had a baby?

No, I. It's I just

Can't we just take some time

to think about it?

No!

No, the embryo's at blastocyst.

It's ready to go in, today.

What time's your appointment?

It's at 3:15 but I'm OK.

Call in sick, stay here,

think about it,

and if we both think it's worth

a go, then we can go to

the appointment together. This is

not a f*cking game. No, I'm not

OK, Jess, honestly, ever since you

first told me about it,

I haven't been able to think

of anything else.

And I have wanted to mention it,

I just didn't know how.

I didn't know that it

wascoming up this quick.

I just know that you're going to

make an amazing mum.

So maybe we could do it together?

Try it together?

And if we don't work out, you can

just sue me for child support.

Now, see, I don't need to sue you

for child support, though, do I?

I was joking. Cos I make literally

five times your salary.

Yeah, OK. Yeah.

I get a little break

at lunch today at 12.

Can I call you then?

You'll call me?

Mm-hm, yeah.

Midday. I'll call.

Sorry, I have to make

quite an important call today at 12.

Well, you're down to

finish at 1:45, so

Oh, right.

I can't take my phone in?

What, in there? In that prison?

OK. Can I come back here?

I'd have to sign you out

and back in again.

Look, ask your duty officer

during your break.

Maybe they can arrange

an escort back.

It is It is quite an important

call Ask your duty officer, OK?

I did leave my phone

in the locker, didn't I?

I don't know. Did you leave

your phone in your locker?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Good. I did. You don't want to

mess around with that.

A phone past here

is automatic prosecution.

Automatic.

Yeah.

No, I did, I did.

I put it in. I put it in.

I'm going to check.

Yeah. Yes. It was

What the f*ck do you think

you're going to do with them?

What are you doing here?

These are men.

They won't get you, boy.

These are f*cking men.

Dan?

Hey. LAUGHS: You coming in or what?!

Yeah.

Oh, f*ck.

Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah. Just new shoes.

Oh, you poor love.

Oh, f*ck off, Jamie. It hurts.

So, first day.

Yeah. It's going to be fine.

I think they're really

going to respond to you.

Now, I don't know how

many there'll be.

It could be four,

it could be 14 -

it depends what's happening

on landings -

but I looked over your lesson plan

and I think it's really good.

Cool. I took the liberty of

jotting some visual A*DS up here

for you to use.

No, no.

I want to change it, Jamie.

Make it easier.

These men, I want them to get me.

Quieten down. Free flow!

DOOR UNLOCKS

Psychology?

Um, no. Philosophy.

Er, maybe you could introduce

yourselves as you enter?

I'm Malik. Macca. No.

I already came in, boss. Shall I

go out and come back in again?

What we doing?

Introducing ourselves as we enter.

Hi. Zac, where you going?

We've to go out

and come back in again. Boss.

What? Sorry, no.

That's not what I

Once they're in,

please keep them in. Please.

OK.

Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Junior.

Junior.

I'm an entrepreneur, yeah?

No more circus tricks, please.

Um

So, do we just start, or?

OK. I, um, would like to begin

with a problem

that's been around

for a very long time.

Umwhat makes you you?

Is the you from ten years ago the

same you that sits in this room now?

No, cos he ain't in f*cking prison.

Traditionally there are

two schools of thought on this.

There's the Cartesians. Um

Cartesian just mean

Actually, don't

Don't worry about what Cartesian

means, it just means

..of the philosopher Descartes.

Rene Descartes - 1596.

It's soul.

HE SIGHS

The first answer to what

makes you you is your soul.

But that is not a It's not

a very satisfactory answer.

Um, what is a soul?

HE YAWNS

Do we even really have a soul?

I do.

And so the other answer

I've got a soul.

..is matter.

It's your How else would

I have a relationship with

Our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ?

..body. It's your material,

and that is called materialism.

Um, but bodies change.

You know, your cells replace

entirely every eight years,

and so materialism's

no good either, right?

But then, um, Locke

comes along and

John Locke, John Locke.

And his key insight was memory.

Your memory connects

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

That's no right.

Excuse me?

That is not what Locke said.

John Locke was talking about

consciousness. No f*cking memory.

Which is a total load of bollocks,

if you ask me.

So say ten years ago

I stabbed someone, right?

And I've got a shitty brief

and I get a 14 stretch -

well, according to Locke,

the only reason this current me

is in prison is because

of some ephemeral thing

called consciousness,

which may or may not exist.

Well, how's that any different

from the Cartesians, ya c**t?

f*ck you, Locke.

I'll take materialism all day.

Materialism's real.

Materialism earns me my sentence.

That's if I stabbed someone

ten years ago.

Which I did.

I'd like us

to use this as a talking stick.

Um, a talking stick is

We know what a f*cking

talking stick is.

See, I think we should be looking

at Rousseau, all right?

Rousseau tears Locke

a new arsehole on this stuff.

Have you read The Social Contract,

that first line?

"Man is born free,

yet everywhere he's in chains."

Now that's a f*cking subject.

None of this f*cking Lockean

self-wank over "who am I?" bollocks.

I mean, grow the f*ck up, man!

OK. Um

Oh, here we go. You want to talk

about freedom? Aye.

Ah! Ha-ha! The Odyssey.

Now, there's a story, boys.

So, Odysseus has to cross

the Straight of Messina.

But on the rocks live the sirens -

terrifying half-bird creatures who

sing a song so beautiful that any

man who hears it becomes instantly

drunk with love and swims to them,

where the sirens feast on his flesh.

The sirens are crack.

Mate, they even live on rocks.

To cross, Odysseus orders his men

to put wax in their ears,

and he gets them to tie him

to the mast

so that he can say when it's safe.

They set sail.

Odysseus hears the song

and it reaches into his heart.

He begs to be untied,

but the crew carry on.

All except one man,

who sees the longing in Odysseus

and aches to know what it

feels like.

The man takes his wax out, jumps

overboard and is devoured alive.

So, there's the men with wax

in their ears, there's Odysseus

and there's the man who jumped.

Who is the most free?

The men with wax in their ears.

Why?

Cos they just got on with it.

It's like us, right?

I've got freedoms that

people on the out haven't.

Don't have to pay bills,

don't have to go shopping,

don't even have to find a dentist.

I'm totally free of choice.

But doesn't your lack of choice

mean that you're NOT free?

Two weeks ago, there was a lockdown.

23 hours a day bang-up,

one-hour sosh.

Know what I did with my hour?

Stayed in me pad,

sat on me bunk and read.

Jesus. Because I could.

That's depressing, man.

I'm not like yous,

always clowning around.

I focus. You focus on what?

The jizz crusts

clinging to your wall?

I focus on my daughter.

Hmm? I focus on being a dad.

Every day, I write her a letter.

One letter, every single day.

I want her to know that she's

got a da that loves her.

Yeah, that's nice, Wallace,

but you got to engage, man.

Freedom isn't hiding.

OK. So, Junior, right? Who do you

think is the most free?

Odysseus.

He's the king.

You know, people have no choice

but to do what he says, yeah.

Them man with the wax in their ears,

they're just foot soldiers.

Hear me? You have to rise and excel.

I agree with that, yeah.

Life's about being something,

not waiting.

You're not even a dad -

you don't know what life's about.

Yet. I'm not a dad, yet.

21-week scan.

My son.

Huh? I do know what life's about.

Junior borrowed me

some of his business books.

f*cking amazing!

I'm going to provide for my boy.

Free your mind,

free your circumstance,

then - free the cash.

Malik, though, that foetus is

on the outside and you're in here.

For now.

My brief says I've got a very good

chance of overturning sentencing.

I'll tell you all right now -

I'll be holding my boy as he takes

his first breath and, right there

and then, I'ma write him a cheque

for £10 million to be cashed

on his tenth birthday.

You haven't got a cheque book.

All right,

a f*cking postal order, then.

Yeah, one could look at it from

a neuroscientific perspective,

you know. Quantum mechanics.

Zac, who do you think is most free?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Hold on.

I've got the talking f*cking bag.

Sorry. Zac.

Easy. It's the man what jumped.

Yeah, but he was

under a spell, Zac.

Yeah, which he chose

to give in to.

See, all the rest have either got

wax in their ears or they're tied

to their sticks, yeah?

You think that's freedom? Nah.

The jumper takes one

look at the beautiful bird-women

and he says,

"f*ck the consequence, I want that."

So, in that moment, he is free.

It's no wonder you're in a cell.

You're in a f*cking cell

as well, Wallace.

You ain't better than me.

He can't even decide

what his addiction is.

What is it, meth?

The crack? Or women?

It's cracks of women.

And crack.

THEY LAUGH

You madman!

I'm doing a five-year

remote learning course

on environmental construction.

Environmental?

Construction.

Me little girl, she did a paper

for her exams all about

how to build in sustainable ways.

Got the paper up on me wall.

Proper little environmentalist,

she is.

When I get out, I'm

going to help her.

You wouldn't believe the things

you can do with straw these days.

HE SNICKERS

And you. You chat about loving rock,

hmm? About loving p*ssy?

That's nowt compared to the love

that a da for his daughter.

Yeah, man. We all got

f*cking daughters.

Fatherhood, that's real freedom.

But it's no f*cking joke.

Can you go into Tesco's

and get a meal deal?

Well, you don't exactly

need Bitcoin to spend £3, mate.

How do you know

you've really got it, then?

How do you know you've got

the money in your account right now?

It's all digital. Yeah, but how do

you do it with Bitcoin, then?

It's not all about Bitcoin.

Boss, how long's this break

going to last?

You got to think Solana, you got to

think Ethereum, yeah. It lasts as

long as it lasts. You need multiple

accounts. You know this stuff

can get you each a Rolex in

the next six months. Guaranteed.

Where's your Rolex, then?

It's waiting for me

on the other side of endeavour.

Christ. I think

I just threw up in my mouth.

You're going to have to sit tight.

There's been an incident.

What, erm, sorry,

what kind of incident?

Some idiot got served his divorce

papers so he's jumped on the net.

We've got to wait

for the tornado team.

OK, but I I have to make

a phone call.

Oh, wow.

Well, why didn't you say?

An idiot on the net shuts us down.

Look, I'm sorry,

it's really important.

Wait here.

So what's it for? Philosophy?

Oh, well, philosophy is,

it's ancient Greek

No, but what can you do with it?

What job do you have?

Well, this one.

I want to get change.

So this money's

in the cloud

So who do you think is most free,

in the Sirens story?

None of them.

That's why it's called free-dumb.

Only an idiot would

believe in freedom.

Well? Are you coming?

Yes. Thank you.

I'm free!

And you can f*ck off.

You cancelled my visit.

Get me wife on the phone!

Make this quick, yeah?

If the tornado team gets antsy,

you won't be able to get back in.

HE SIGHS

What you doing?

Sorry, the, um, the

The switch was on.

They just called through.

They're closing the landing.

You have to get back in there now.

Hi, it's Jess, leave a message.

Hey, Jess. It's me.

It's Dan.

Look, I'm sorry that I didn't

get to call earlier, there was

..there was someone on the net.

Look, I've, erm I've got to go

back in now. But, um

..don't do it.

The implantation.

Please. Call them up and cancel it

and do it with me instead. OK?

I'll meet you there at 3:15

and I'll do tests

and we can start

the process together.

OK, I know this sounds mad.

But I

I don't know, I mean this.

I'm serious about it.

OK.

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

What you doing?

Sorry. I had to do a thing.

Yeah.

Yes, Dan.

All right. Oh, you came back?

Round two, here we go.

Zeus wanted to punish Epimetheus

for giving fire to humans,

so he gave a beautiful box

to his wife, Pandora.

She opened it and

seven evils flew out.

Hatred, shame, greed, boredom,

laziness, delusionand pain.

But then a voice inside called out.

Pandora opened it once again,

and hope

..flew out.

If you could put one evil back

in the box, what would it be?

Hope.

f*ck the evils!

Put hope back in the box.

Yeah, put it in right now.

You all right, Malik?

Just called my brief.

I lost my right to appeal.

What? How?

They didn't submit

the paperwork on time.

But the date it had to be

in by was 8/5/25.

8th of May.

But hear what,

her new assistant's American.

These pricks read dates

backwards or something. Oh!

What's 8/5/25 in American, then?

5th of August.

Too late. The appeal's dead.

What, that's just it?

Date's gone, Dan.

That's not fair.

Fair? We are the dross.

Dan, that sh*t is standard.

I had like 12 minutes

with my brief before we go in, yeah.

He says my name wrong three times.

Mine went into the wrong courtroom.

I feel like II just want

tofucking k*ll someone, you know?

Like I just want to like beat

someone's f*cking, f*cking face in.

Last year, I had, um

I had a parole hearing.

And I'd done everything right.

Was on every programme,

kept my enhanced the whole stretch -

model con, I was.

It took six minutes.

"Nope."

So I went on hunger strike.

My hope was dead, see?

Then, after a couple of days,

two kids on my landing,

they noticed I hadn't eaten,

they brought a plate to my door.

And I started hoping again.

There's too many decent

people around to not hope.

Sit down. Malik. You're

still going to be a dad, OK?

They can't take that from you.

You're still going to be a dad.

Yeah? They did f*cking

take it from me!

Sanitised.

You've sanitised it.

It reeks of Dettol, Dan,

and you know it.

That is not the myth of Pandora.

I'm not sure this is

the right time

The earliest, most accepted

version of the myth of Pandora

is found in Hesiod, who tells us

it's Prometheus who steals fire.

Not Epimetheus.

Look, I really don't think that

And it's not what Pandora releases

that's the punishment,

it's Pandora herself.

Pandora is the first woman

fashioned of clay by the gods.

Clay's actually a very

sustainable building material.

What the f*ck has that got to

do with anything?

What Dan so assiduously omits

is that Pandora

is made of the self-same clay

that the jar is made of.

What jar?

The jar with the spirits in.

You said they were in a box.

Were they f*ck in a box!

Right, well, no,

box is a mistranslation,

but people commonly refer

to it as, as

Boss, if it's a jar,

just say it's a jar.

The vessel doesn't matter, Junior.

It's what's inside that counts.

Only, the vessel does matter,

though, doesn't it, Dan?

Because a jar is made of clay,

and a box is not.

Very low on carbon

emissions, as well, clay.

Trounces concrete.

It ain't that kind of clay, Wallace!

Dan is deliberately choosing

to sell us the false version.

False. OK, right.

Why am I doing that, Keith?

Because of what the myth

is really saying.

The jar and Pandora are one

and the same, ergo it says woman

is the cause of all man's ills.

OK, you think I'm scared

to debate women with you?

I think you've been inculcated

by the mores of the current

political clime and, all due

respect, I think you're a coward.

You don't know anything about me.

Your f*cking hair tells me

all I need to know about you, pal.

OK, all right.

So you think that woman are

responsible for the ills of society?

Well, take a look at these

boys here, hmm?

Do you think any of them's inside

because they weren't on some level

trying to impress a girl?

That c**t there wants to k*ll.

Did you not get the memo, Daniel?

We're all toxic.

We're a gender in retreat and

we in here, the most mannish of men,

we're the sharp end -

our relevance evaporating whilst

we shank each other in the showers.

And you want to come here and start

talking about spirits and ghosties?

I mean, you're w*nk*ng

while Rome burns, man.

You're f*cking k*lling us!

What me, personally, or?

Well, I don't blame women.

They're taking what's theirs.

It's the likes of you.

With your oat milks

and your moisturised elbows,

waxing your arseholes, keeping

your ba*ls all nice and shiny.

You deny your masculinity.

You're terrified of it.

Tell me, Dan - do you cover your

eyes when you take a piss?

Look, OK. All right. Look, Keith,

have I said something to upset you?

You are rippling with shame, man!

Appalled by that undeniable

hard-wired instinct deep within

your soul that just wants

you to roll around

in a big pile of f*cking t*tties.

Now we are talking!

OK, you want to

talk about women? OK.

In ancient Greece, women couldn't

vote, they couldn't own land,

they couldn't inherit, they could

legally be m*rder*d for infidelity.

And then that society has the gall

to create a myth blaming them

for all the world's ills. And that

society is where ours comes from.

So, yeah, Keith, undoing that,

I'm all for it.

Oh, lovely, Daniel. What

a wonderful human being you are.

I mean, give the man a pickle.

Turns out he's an expert

on Greek society,

yet he can't remember

that a box is a f*cking jar!

You wanted a debate about women.

No, no, no, no. You did.

You're the one who brought in

Pandora, you brought in the sirens.

What are you trying to

force on us here, hmm?

The future has a vaginal tint?

We should all go and f*cking k*ll

ourselves, is that it?

Cos that's all I hear these days.

"Don't be you.

"Don't be you.

Don't be you. Just

"..don't be you."

Well, what the f*ck should I be?!

Eh?

Women have got us on the ropes, and

good luck to them, they deserve it.

But you see, when I get a battering,

I punch back.

WALLACE: Excellent insulation

properties as well, clay.

Excellent. And, of course,

the thing about insulation

This ain't about your

f*cking daughter, Wallace!

Aye, it is! He's talking sh*t

about women, what the f*ck

do you think my little girl's

going to grow into?

Grow into? She's already

a grown-arse woman.

That's what she already is!

She's already a grown-arse woman.

We all know that! "Little girl."

She hasn't been a little girl

in years.

We've all seen the essay

up on your wall, yeah?

It's been up there for donkeys.

A tatty f*cking thing it is, yeah.

You write every day, big man, yeah?

He's writing to his little girl.

OK, um

You write it, she don't read it.

Zac. Not once has

she sent you anything back.

What is she, like 25 now? 28?

She wrote that for

her f*cking GSCEs, Wallace!

She's forgot about that crap now!

Just like she forgot

about you rotting here.

Dead to her.

What? Don't you f*cking dare!

Argh!

f*ck' hell, man!

f*cking!

Argh!

Your boot's leaking, boss.

Is that blood? Is that blood?!

Is that blood?!

It's your blood, Daniel.

You've ripped off a toenail.

Are you serious? Yeah.

I can see the bone.

Oh, you're going to need stitches.

Oh, my God! Hmm.

OK, look, I, um,

I need to be somewhere.

A&E's where you need to be.

All right, circus is over.

Come on, the rest of you,

back to your cells.

Well, I have to say,

I really enjoyed that.

Same time next week.

Box is another word for fanny.

Pandora's fanny.

Nobody mentioned it, but that could

play into the whole female thing.

Come on, lads, let's have you.

What's the right answer?

Which one of the spirits

go back in the box?

Come on. There isn't a right answer.

Then what's the point

in asking the f*cking question?!

Look, I do

I do really need to be somewhere.

You need stitches. I'm checking you

out, then I'm taking you to A&E.

Is that the boss' new boyfriend?!

Can't you just patch it up?

No, I cannot just patch it up.

All right, hang on a minute, wait.

Justjust hold on. I, um

OK, I need to be at an IVF clinic.

It's to donate semen. I think.

You think?

Yeah.

It's It's complicated.

I need I need to make

a phone call, and then

I don't know. Oh, f*cking hell,

I don't know.

I'll tell you what,

I'll take you to your phone.

You make the call, hmm?

If you need to be at the clinic,

I'll take you there.

Once you've flung it out,

then I'll take you to A&E.

Then a psychiatrist.

Then a f*cking life coach

or something, I don't know.

Son.

Dad, Daddy, Dad!

Aw, I've missed you!

Dan. Jess.

Hey, look, I'm really

sorry that we

..that we didn't get to speak.

It's, um

It's been a bit mad, to be honest.

It's OK.

No, honestly, Jess, I'm

I'm really sorry.

It's OK. Really.

No. It's not. That's not

what I'm apologising for.

I, um

I don't think I can be a dad.

I'm sorry.

I'm not ready.

You're not ready?

Yeah, um

Jess?

But you left a message.

You said to cancel the implantation.

You know they don't just put it back

in the freezer, right? Oh, f*ck me.

You know cancelling is destroying?

Yeah. Look, um

Jess, I'm so sorry. I really haven't

meant to mess you around here.

I just think I think that, um

I think that maybe you're right.

You know, maybe it's got

something to do with my brother

or something like that, you know?

Um Yeah.

Jess, I'm so sorry.

You're f*cking sorry.

I had the implantation.

What?

Yeah, there was a cancellation.

They called and said, if I was

in by ten, I could have the slot.

It was all done

and dusted by 10:20.

So it's in there now?

The athlete's?

It's not his, Dan - it's mine.

Can I just ask

..why didn't you want me?

It's not that I don't want you.

It's that I don't need you.

You coming?

Hey, you bleed in my f*cking car

and I'm cutting open

that other foot. You hear me?

Thanks for being with me here today.

I really, I really appreciate

you doing this.

It's all right. I mean,

I couldn't let you come here alone.

Well, that's very,

that's very kind

No, no, I mean I COULDN'T let you

come here alone.

I'm not allowed to.

You bled in the prison,

I was the officer on scene,

it's my name on the accident report.

Sorry you're not going to be a dad.

Yeah. Probably for the best.

My dad was a nightmare.

I probably shouldn't pass that on.

Nightmare how?

A lot of time in prison, for one.

Really?! Mm.

So how comes you're like

..this?

A f*cking philosopher, Dan.

Well, my mum left him

when I was nine,

she re-married and

..I got away from him.

Y'know, I got out.

Ended up doing this.

You were totally sh*t today.

You got the men all riled up,

didn't have any control that I could

see and then you bled on the floor.

I mean, you actually bled

on the floor.

But they liked what you did.

They liked the lesson.

They can't say that they did, but

..they did.

You don't need these, OK?

Next time, just wear trainers.

Do you still see your dad now?

No.

No, I don't see him any more.