01x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

Hey, Zac.

I'm leaving these for you.

You sure? Yeah.

You been a good pad-mate.

Much better than my last one.

Safe, Dris.

You mind yourself in here,

though, yeah?

Don't get into no passa passa.

Come on, man.

Yo, for real.

All right.

I'm gone!

My life!

Free at last, free at last!

Thank God Almighty,

Dris is free at last.

Yo, eat a McDonald's for me, yeah?

Actually, in fact, make it a KFC!

Yo, man will munch a whole bucket

meal in your honour, fam!

What up, G? Come on, my bro!

Come on, cuz! Come on!

Wagwan, Dan?

I might see you on the out.

It's your release day.

Good luck, Dris. You'll be missed.

Yeah, bullshit.

No, real quick, though.

So, what, you're going to finally

tell me where you're really from?

I told you where I'm from, Dris.

Yeah, but that was under

classroom settings.

I mean, now I'm a free man,

you can be real with me, innit?

Like, you ain't completely

white, are you?

You got a little suttin'-suttin',

a splish-splash in you

or somethin', innit?

No, both my parents are white,

born in England.

As were my grandparents.

Brother, be real.

All right, OK, if it helps,

my great-grandfather

was a Romany traveller.

See? I knew you had Roman

blood in you! No, Romany.

Yo, you know my son's

name's Roman, though?

Oh, wow. Oh, well,

I bet he can't wait to see you.

Yeah.

Look after yourself, Dan.

You too.

Getting out, bro.

I said fresh home!

From God, cuz!

Yo! Oh, Dris.

Yeah, cuz.

OK. Yeah.

Yeah, but it's 3:50 now

and my partner's

outside with my son.

He's three years old.

He's been waiting hours.

Look, the front desk

will keep her updated.

Can I get a message to her, then,

boss? We can't do that here.

The front desk will

keep her updated, OK?

But the shift changes at five

and they don't do evening releases

so, if the shifts change, do I

still get my release? Go ahead.

Brother, I'm in my out clothes!

Yeah, Miss, what's going on?

Cos I'm supposed to be

out four hours ago.

Sit down for a second, Dris.

Look, there's a shift change at five

and they don't do evening release.

Mm-hm. And, look,

I'm in my out clothes.

I've got 20 minutes

left and that's it.

There's been a miscommunication

between the prison staff

and the parole board about

your risk management plan.

It's not been done.

That means the paperwork

we have at the gate

is insufficient for your release.

We can't let you out, Dris.

So, what, I'm going to

have to wait till tomorrow?

The last time this happened,

it took about six weeks.

But I ain't going to lie -

it could be more.

The conditions of your licence

needs to be readmitted.

That's all got to go back

through the system.

It's my son's birthday on Saturday.

Now, there is a compensation scheme.

Get your solicitor onto it, yeah?

You're entitled

to £150 per night past

I don't know!

They don't even give you an answer!

Kim, it could be months.

I don't f*cking know.

That's what I'm

Don't cry, please. Don't

Please, cos I've got to be

in here another six weeks.

All right, look, look, look, look,

look, my credit's running out, yeah?

Can I speak to Roman?

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,

I get it, I get it, I ju

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I get it.

I ju

He just, he's disappointed, innit?

Like, it's not his fault.

You just tell him I love him

and tell him we'll do

birthday when I get out.

I promise.

And tell him I'll take him to

Kim?

f*ck, man!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, break

that and you'll get written up.

I haven't f*cking broken

anything, have I?! See?!

Dris, you need to calm down.

No, you need to back the f*ck off!

Last chance and you're on basic.

No, go on, then! Put me on basic!

What more can you man do to me, fam?

It's because of you

guys' incompetence

why I'm still in this place,

you f*cking prick!

You want to be careful, Dan.

Looking very comfortable

with this little fella.

Soon be after one of your own.

No, I'm too selfish, Laura.

Oh, that is what they

all say till it happens.

From what I hear

Oh, yeah, what do you hear?

Oh, well, I mean, look at ya.

You're all rosy, aren't ya?

No, I'm not rosy. Yeah, you are.

You're allperked up.

It's that new woman.

What's her name? Nadia?

Natasha. Natasha.

It's only been four weeks.

Yeah, but you smell nice, Dan.

It's a giveaway for a man.

It's a giveaway for YOUR man.

Oh, my man smells lovely.

Baby puke and Reese's Pieces,

what more could you ask?

All right, was that a dig?

It's a joke. Grumpy f*ck.

Go to a meeting!

Oh, yeah, when can

I go to a meeting?

You've still not been to a meeting?

Oh, don't you start.

Well, you are looking tired.

Yeah, of course I look tired.

Have you seen how much

these things sh*t?

So you're seeing her again tonight?

Yeah. Yeah, I like her.

Well, don't f*ck it up, Dan.

Why would I f*ck it up?

Junkies always do.

How am I a junkie? I've never

touched a drug in my life.

That's the worst kind -

a junkie who doesn't do drugs.

That's all of the madness,

none of the mellow.

You do seem better, though.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I am, a bit.

Getting a grip on some things.

Lee

..y-y-you had a compulsive thing,

right?

Oh, f*ck, yeah.

I couldn't walk through a door

without closing it three times.

Every time I went through, open,

close, open, close, open, close.

Every single time.

This one night, me and a mate

were robbing a college,

arms full of DVD players, and we see

these four cops waiting for us,

so we drop the DVD players and

run like bollocks for the exit,

and these pigs,

they're right after us

Don't call them pigs!

But, anyway, they're plodding along,

we're well ahead.

That is until I go through a door.

And then I stop stone dead

and I shout, "f*ck's sake!"

And I have to run back and open and

close the bloody thing three times.

What happened?

Well, I opened it once and

there's a pig on the other side.

Don't call them pigs

in front of Dean!

He jumped on me,

along with his piggy mates.

And I got eight months for that.

And how-how did you break

free of it? The compulsion?

Sobered up.

Got Laura and Dean,

and then it just sort of

..shrinks.

Look, bro, these things,

they never really go.

It's about making 'em so small

that they don't matter any more.

Hey, I could babysit if you

want to get to a meeting.

Nah, nah, nah.

No, I'm fine. I'm good.

I'm good.

Hmm

WHISPERS: Come on.

Hey.

Hey. All right? Yeah.

Erm, I am so, so sorry, but I'm

going to have to cancel tonight.

Oh, really?

Yeah, I've lost my baby-sitter.

My gran's getting

these chest things,

so my mum has to take

her to the hospital.

Oh, God. She OK?

f*ck, yeah, she's fine.

Well, I mean, she's dying,

but she's been doing that for years.

And Tristan's dad's

working out of town,

so I've no-one to look after him,

so I'm really, really, really sorry.

That's OK.

No, no, I get it. That's cool. OK.

Did you come all

this way to tell me?

Well, I mean,

I didn't want to just text.

Wow. I'd've texted.

With someone else. Not with you.

Yeah.

So, what, are you just

going to go back home?

No, I promised him Nando's

to get him out the house.

Your son's here?

At the front desk,

glued to his iPad, so

I'm really sorry.

Oh, no. God, f*ck, no.

Don't worry. OK. Erm

Thank you for coming all this way.

That's really impressive.

I know.

Better than a text, right?

I-I wouldn't've texted.

That That was just

That was me having an embolism.

Yeah! See you.

Wait there, just give me a sec.

Hey.

Erm

Look Why don't

we have an evening?

There's a crazy golf

place near here.

It's sort of grown-up,

but could be a laugh.

You mean with Tristan?

Well, you came all this way.

Idon't knowabout that

I don't let my son meet dates.

I don't I don't mean as dates.

I'll just be a friend, OK?

I'll be super platonic.

I'll even dampen down

my innate sexuality,

so he'll have no idea

how much you want me.

SHE CHUCKLES

See, it's you using words like

"sexuality" that worries me.

OK, look, erm

No pressure, all right?

But I think the three

of us could have a laugh.

There'll be nothing remotely

datey about it, I swear.

I've passed it to him.

He shoots, completely misses,

and hits the coach on his head.

What's that? Nothing.

How is he? Pff Spark out.

Yeah, I bet.

Sohe's amazing.

Yeah, sometimes.

Look, erm, I am

not going to ask you to stay.

You get that? Yeah, course.

I didn't expect that. OK.

In fact, I'm not even going to

ask for my statutory kiss,

which is my right by law.

Ah

God, such a hero.

If only all men could be like you.

Oh, yeah, I know.

Look, I'm justjust walking.

Leaving. Asking for nothing.

It's So evolved.

Asks for nothing but credit

for being mildly decent.

Oh, wow.

You admit that I'm decent.

Mildly. That is, mildly decent.

Yeah. OK.

I'll take that

..and go.

Of course it's the same ship!

Why? Cos it's the same ship!

But all of the parts

have been replaced -

boards, the masts, the rudder.

Everything changed.

Has the sail been replaced, Dan?

Macca, all of it's been replaced.

Look, is it still Theseus' ship?

Yes. Then it's the same ship.

Hold on, hold on.

He just said, over seven years,

every single f*cking part

of the thing has been replaced.

How is it still the same?

Well, I'm eight years into ten,

you're telling me the only thing

left of me is my sentence?

So why aren't I being let out?

f*ck me, irrefutable logic.

I'm converted.

The ship's not the same.

Where's my release papers?

What about the rigging, Dan?

That's been replaced too.

And the toilets?

Not just the seats,

but the pipes as well?

Macca, every part of the

ship has been replaced.

That's the point of

the thought experiment.

What about the gunwales?

What the f*ck are gunwales?

Listen, every time you

come back behind the doors,

they issue you with the same

number from your last sentence.

Don't matter if you've been gone,

like, ten days or ten years,

you get the same number.

You can't get away from you.

We are what we are.

We are what the world sees.

The world won't let us be different.

You heard of the Curse of Ham, Dan?

It's about Noah from the Bible

and one of his sons called Ham.

Ham? You mean like a ham sandwich?

Yeah, like a ham sandwich.

Noah gets pissed, ends up naked.

Instead of covering up his dad,

Ham calls his brothers

over to laugh at him.

And Noah was humiliated,

so he curses Ham and says that

his descendants will forever be

sl*ves to his brothers

and their descendants.

Did you know Ham was black?

Ugh Really?

Bollocks. f*ck' hell, here we go.

Don't listen to him, Dan.

It's just some ye olde propaganda

to justify keeping

black people in chains.

OK, so explain to me why black

people are the most abused people

in the history of this planet,

from sl*very to colonialism?

Strap yourselves in, lads,

this is going to take a while.

This skin is the most

feared skin in the world

and no-one can't tell me why.

It's illogical,

it doesn't make sense.

It's a curse.

You see, where I'm from,

there's loads of mixed-race kids.

Those lassies, they're definitely

not scared of black skin,

I can tell you that.

No disrespect to you, Keith,

but this is black

people only business.

But, Junior, this whole

Curse of Ham sh*t,

it fuelled the sl*ve trade, man.

It was an excuse.

Like, they don't even know how

many black people got k*lled.

Look, I saw a historian on some

documentary trying to guess

"around 60 million".

Like, imagine having to

guess 60 million, huh?

It's evil, but it ain't

down to some magical curse.

All right, look what's

happening to Dris.

Oh, for f*ck's sake!

Wait, I thought I thought

Dris just got release?

Nah, the govs f*cked his paperwork.

He's in here for another six weeks.

His wife and kid are outside,

the man's broken,

he barely comes out his pad.

No-one ain't telling me

that's not a curse!

Black lads aren't the only ones

who get f*cked over in this place.

I've seen it happen to all shades.

Yeah, but Dris got put on basic

because he got pissed

off about it, yeah?

And he was right to get pissed off.

Yeah.

He's telling his missus, a gov gives

him sh*t, he gets put on basic.

Do you think that's

happening to you?

Course not.

You're all right

cos you're all white.

Hey! That's r*cist!

It's the Curse of Ham, bro.

Fingerprints.

It don't matter how

much you've changed,

you can still get nicked

from your fingerprints.

LAUGHTER

f*ck' crazy

Thanks, Malik. Bye.

Er, Greg?

Erm, we talked about getting

you a laptop for your memoir.

What, you did it?

N Sorry, no.

Erm, sorry, Greg.

They said security concerns

and there's a shortage.

Yeah, I knew it wouldn't work.

Never f*cking does, does it?

Try writing it slower?

I'm sure, if you did that, then

What for?

What difference does it make, man?

Sorry, Greg.

Hey, Dan, Dan.

You know that, er

..wee bit of business that

you and I were talking about?

You and I don't have

business, Keith.

No, I know, I know, but, if we did,

there's been a development.

The clock is ticking, Daniel.

There's talk of early release.

All right, you might want to say no,

and that's totally cool by me,

I get it, but, for God's sake,

you don't want to miss out on this

just because you did nothing

OK, I have said no, OK?

I've said no.

Aye, you did.

Kind of.

And Man U

DAN LAUGHS

See?

What team do you support, may I ask?

No, thanks anyway. Erm

Yeah, erm

That's all right, don't worry.

No, no, no, I get it, it's cool.

All right.

Yeah, OK. Bye, bye.

Hi, Lou, it's Natasha.

Er, listen, I've lost my

childcare for tomorrow night

and I'm really desperate,

and I know this is a long shot,

but, if you did happen to be free,

give me a call.

Can't find anyone?

No, and I'm trying not to be

pissed off, but I have to be there.

It's, like, once a year.

I mean, it's only three hours,

I could duck out after

introducing the speakers,

but that's not

going to go down well.

Right. And his dad can't?

No, he's still away with work.

I could do it.

Saturday, right?

I'll take him bowling or something.

Does he do bowling at his age?

He loves bowling. Yeah.

Dan, I can't ask you to do that.

No, it's fine.

Couple of hours.

Besides, what choice have you got?

Are you sure? Yeah.

I mean, this isn't a small thing.

This is, this is

I'm completely sure.

I'm free, he's hilarious.

We'll bowl.

Oh, my God!

Thank you.

Have you thought of names

for your son? Thanks, Dan.

Cheers, boys. Thanks, boss.

Yeah, what are you

going to call him?

So I'm thinking to name

my son Malik Junior

Hey, Dris.

You heard about what happened to me?

I did, yeah.

Erm

I'm really sorry.

I saw some of the guys

They record themselves

reading a children's story,

like, so they can

send it to their kid.

It's so the kid don't

forget their dad's voice.

You get what I'm saying?

Yeah, I know about that.

Well, I've never done one before.

And I thought, cos I'm

missing Roman's birthday,

I thought maybe I should.

Well, that sounds really positive.

The thing is,

I don't really read so great.

Like, I ain't done it

out loud in a while

..so I wanted to practise

so that I don't sound stupid.

And I thought maybe you could help.

Yeah.

Yeah, course.

Ah, look, Dris, a lot of the guys

in here struggle with literacy

Yo, yo, yo, I ain't illiterate!

No, I'm not I'm not saying

that you're illiterate

No, bro, I can read, yeah?

I ain't illiterate.

I just ain't done it

out loud in a while.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, II get that.

Well, yes, I can I can help.

You want to try now?

What, now?

Yeah, they've got

literacy in the library.

It's a good time to practise.

HE SCOFFS

Yeah, bro, I just need help

brushing off the reading cobwebs

and I'll be gravy, fam.

All right. Well, let's go do that.

There's a table, look.

"..likesur"

"Surprise."

"..sursurprise for the fox"

Ain't the prison going to

be heard in the background?

I don't want that.

Oh, yeah.

There. Closed.

Yeah, but I just don't think the

acoustics are right in here, Dan.

That's OK, we're not

recording yet, so

Yeah, but

..but you have to practise

properly or what's the point?

Mm-mm!

Yeah, no, no, no,

that's a monster book.

It's a kids' book, Dris. Where The

Wild Things Are. It's lovely.

I don't want to scare him.

This won't f*cking scare him.

But you don't know my son!

And don't swear at me,

you're swearing at man.

It's OK, all right?

Just a little nervous.

No, no, no, no, no!

Man's not nervous!

Who the f*ck said I was nervous?!

You need to simmer down, Dris.

You're already on basic.

What, is that a threat?!

Is that what this is?!

OK, look, let's

let's not overreact.

Excuse me?

Dris, you don't have to be scared.

Bro, scared?!

No, I Who the f*ck

said I was scared, bruv?!

Bro, you can f*ck right off!

Dris, I need you to calm down!

Get the f*ck off me, man! Dris!

f*cking get off!

No! You f*cking b*tch!

You're a f*cking sell-out!

You're a sell-out, bruv!

You're a f*cking sell-out!

f*ck off! f*ck all of you, man!

You're a f*cking b*tch!

Jesus Christ! You prick!

I mean, was that necessary?

You are not a prison officer!

You do not decide what is necessary!

When I am dealing with an

inmate in a heightened state,

I'd appreciate you to f*ck off!

Of course he's in

a heightened state!

Did you hear what happened to him?

Mm-hm. Well, would you treat

Greg like that? Oror Wallace?

What did you just say to me?

I know you are not accusing me

of what I think you are.

You're losing your f*cking mind,

you know that?

Yeah.

Get a grip or get the f*ck out!

Cheers!

Do you look like your dad?

Erm

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

I didn't when I was younger

but, as time goes on,

I can see more and more of him.

Makes looking in the mirror hard.

You don't want to look like him?

Nah. No, I don't.

I don't want to be

anything like him.

What about you?

Do you look like your dad?

My mum said I have his chin.

Do you see him much?

He lives in Walthamstow.

I see him all the time.

My mum and him,

they used to be a bit grumpy,

but now they get on good.

That's good.

It's good they can do that.

Can I ask you something, Dan? Yeah.

You my mum's boyfriend?

Erm

It's not something we've said.

But you like her?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

I knew it. She likes you.

I don't need a new dad.

I've already got one of those.

But I like you. You're funny.

Thanks.

You're funny too.

Er, OK. Er, two seconds, Trist.

Hey, Unc.

He's doing security

on a loading bay.

Big shopping centre on

Stead Street in Southwark.

Does evenings apparently.

Who?

Who do you think, Dan? Your dad.

You asked me to ask around.

Yeah

Are Are you sure it's him?

Not 100%.

A mate of mine said it looked like

him with a shaved f*cking head.

Where are you now? Waterloo.

It's Saturday,

it'll be quiet down there.

Dan, if I was you,

I'd give it a miss.

That man was a f*cking curse.

Do not bring him back

into your life, OK?

Yes! Yes, yes, yes!

Dan?

Yeah, f*ck it.

I'm going to give it a miss.

Excuse me?

Could you take a right here, please?

Yeah. Thank you.

Thanks.

We going down there, Dan?

Yeah. Yeah, we're just

going to take a peek.

Is that OK? Yeah.

All right, come on.

What if it is your dad?

I Honestly, er

I don't know.

Whoa, hang on.

Hang on, Trist.

Two secs.

Is that him?

Erm

I I don't know.

We could see him from over there.

Yeah, no, I-I don't want him

to know that we're here.

Hm.

What about up there?

Er

Yeah.

Yeah, come on.

OK

Erm OK.

Tristan, wait here for me.

Just wait in here.

Erm I'm going to quickly

jump on here, all right?

Yeah, I'll be quick.

OK, you wait there.

Mm-hm. OK.

Do you want me to come up?

Shall I come up?

Dan!

No, Tri No, Tris Tristan

Argh! Tristan!

Do you understand what happens

when you bring a child

with a broken arm into A&E at night?

I have Social Services on me now!

I'm on their f*cking files!

I am so, so sorry.

What?

You're f*cking sorry?

I shouldn't have been there.

I got a call from my uncle.

He said that my dad

worked in that loading bay.

You took my son there because

you wanted to see your dad?

No, I I-I didn't

want to see him, I just

I just

I wanted to know where he was.

But it wasn't him anyway.

What the f*ck has any of that

got to do with my son, Dan?

He broke his arm.

I've had him for 11 years,

not so much as a f*cking sprain.

You have him for ten minutes

I'm so, so sorry.

Stop saying you're f*cking sorry!

I mean, I can't believe

I left him with you.

I mean, I let you meet

and I never do that.

I mean, what kind of mother am I?

You're a gr You're a great mum.

I'm on their f*cking files, Dan!

Erm

Look, can I go in and see Tristan?

No.

No, you can't.

You cannot see my son ever again.

So just go.

Thanks for picking me up.

No problem.

I mean, it's only 1:30

on a Sunday morning

and I've got a four-month-old -

it's not like I need

f*cking sleep or anything.

Jesus, Lee.

Well, look at the state of ya!

What?

You're out of control, mate.

No, I'm not.

You're riddled with compulsive

behaviour, you endangered the

life of a child, you just shat all

over a decent woman who trusts ya,

you're spending half

your life in prison.

I mean, who does that remind you of?

Oh, f*ck off, Lee.

What are you doing in prison, Dan?

Why are you doing all this?

Cos you're spinning out.

Yeah, what about you?

Me? Yeah.

You're snapping at Laura,

you're not going to meetings,

you're not taking care of yourself,

won't let me help you.

How could you help me?

I offered to look after Dean.

Well, you'd be the perfect

baby-sitter, wouldn't ya?

Just saying, OK?

I offered, all right?

You need to take care of yourself

and if you need space from Dean

IT'S NOT DEAN!

IT'S YOU!

I told you!

I said, it's not just your life!

It's mine, it's Mum's as well.

You're searching for that man!

You're digging up the past, you're

bringing him back into our lives.

It It's like you're dragging

a f*cking corpse into a living room!

I can't have it, Dan.

That man

I can't.

I've got a son now.

I can't have him back. I can't.

Well, I don't want him back.

I'm not trying to bring him back.

I'm not searching for him

So what was tonight, then?

I just wanted to know where he was.

Do you really believe that?

Oh, f*ck this. I need to go to bed.

Look, Lee, Lee Oh, by the

way, don't ever f*cking call me

at this hour again unless

it's an actual emergency

cos Laura ain't going to

get to sleep for hours now,

and f*ck knows when

Dean's going to go down.

I mean, what's wrong with

a f*cking night bus?

I wanted to see my brother.

Well, look at a f*cking picture.

That's if you can find one amongst

the shots of your f*cking cooker.

f*ck YOU! f*ck YOU!

f*ck!

Jesus f*cking Christ!

f*ck

This is The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

Hey, Roman.

It's Daddy speaking.

I'm going to read you a story

called The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

"In

"In the light of the moon,

a little egg lay on a leaf.

"One Sunday morning, the warm sun

"..came up, and pop - out of the egg

"came a tiny and very

hungry caterpillar.

"On Monday, he ate

through one apple.

"But he was still hungry.

"On Tuesday, he ate

through two pears.

"But he was still hungry."

No, I know.

"On Wednesday, he ate three plums."

I don't bloody understand it either.

"But he was still hungry.

"On Thursday, he ate through

one slice of salami"

And, er, how are you finding

it with looking after Tristan

whilst you're at work?

Yeah.

"..and one slice of watermelon.

"That night, he had a stomach ache!

"He built a small house,

called a cocoon, around himself.

"He stayed inside for

more than two weeks.

"Then he nibbled

a hole in the cocoon,

"pushed his way out and

"..he was a beautiful butterfly."

And that's the end.

Daddy loves you very much, Roman.

You sleep well now, OK?

HE SNIFFS

Was that all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, that was all right.