Passer By (2004) - full transcript

That is true. I'm telling you.

And as all young
Aussies and Kiwis

come over here
to save the NHS

and spend their agency money

doing cheap flights
to Barcelona and Prague
on their weekends off...

Roger here
is going the other way,
buggering off to Australia.

Obviously, a man
who will do anything
to get out of his rota.

Anyway, the Radiography
Department's loss is...

What exactly are they gaining
by having you?

Uh, it's weird actually

that we only all
get together like this
when we're losing someone.



But before I start
getting all maudlin

and telling him
that I'm going to miss him,

which, by the way, mate,
I will.

Aw.

Something to remember us by.

Thank you so much.
I really appreciate it.

The 11:31 is about to depart
from Platform 4,

calling at all stations
to Hertsmere.

That's the 11:31,
Platform 4, to Hertsmere.

Oh, hi, it's me.
I didn't wake you, did I?

Ironing?

Sorry.

Yeah, it was good.
Oh, yeah, we gave him
a good send-off.

No. Why, do I sound it?



Well, maybe a bit.

All right.
Look, I'll see you in about,

I don't know,
about quarter to.

Okay, bye.

Is that Snake
you're playing?

Yes, it is.

-What sort of level you on?
-Middle.

-You doing a maze?
-No.

I do the top level.
Any maze you like.

-I'm a genius at that game.
-Really?

John, shut up,
you're embarrassing
yourself, mate.

Sorry. Not a very
English thing to do, is it?

Showing
the slightest bit of interest
in your fellow human beings.

Sorry, he's a bit merry.

Oh, my God! I've spoken
to a girl on the train.

I'll wake up in the morning
full of shame!

Oh, I didn't really
do that, did I?

Oh, my God,
call yourself an Englishman!

You've really let
the side down.

We all make mistakes,
especially when
we've been drinking.

Oh, no, it's not just
a bit of fooling around.

We're having
full conversation

and we haven't even used
any protection.

It's all right, though.
I don't talk around,

and I bet you don't make
a habit of it either.

I'll shut up now.

Manual dexterity,

the old fingers and thumbs,
that's me.

You should see
how fast I can send
a text message.

Should I?

Yeah, call out your number
and I'll send you one.

-Oh, what?
-What?

That's one way of getting
her phone number.

It's not like that,
I promise you.

Nothing pre-what's-a-name
about it at all.

-Premeditated?
-Thank you.

Nothing Roy Keane
about it at all.

A practical demonstration,
that's all.

How quick off the draw I am.

I believe you.

-So?
-No.

Knock-back!

Could I send you
a text message instead?

Just to prove
that there's no...

Hidden agenda.

Oh, thank God,
there's articulate people
on this train.

I was just gonna call it
"funny business."

But just to prove
to this young lady here...

I'll tell you what,
Snake, right?

You do it on yours,
I'll do it on mine

then we can compare,

or you could just sit back
and admire me.

The next station
will be Wellingham.

Don't worry,
he's getting off in a minute.

This is Wellingham.

Will all passengers
departing at this station

please make sure
you take your belongings
with you?

It's not my stop.

Oh.

You win.

Just having a laugh,
that's all.

Bad loser?

-Yeah.
-Bet you can't park, either.

Bet you don't signal,
bet you just cut right over.

-Bit of a tongue on her!
-You hope.

- No hope.
- I'm gutted.

Oh, bollocks,
no audience for that one.

Except you, eh?

Just as well.

All ball-breakers these days,
don't you reckon?

So where have you
been tonight, then?

Working.

But you've been drinking.

I had a few glasses
when we closed.

-Where do you work, then?
-In a restaurant.

-Waitress?
-Manager.

Would you give me
a good table?

You'd have to book.

-Is it expensive?
-Quite expensive.

- Is your service good?
- Well, it has to be.

Think you could give me
a good service?

You've upset her now.

Have I?

If this was my restaurant,
I'd be bringing you the bill.

Oh, sorry,
Miss My Restaurant's
Quite Expensive.

It's no wonder we don't
talk to each other, eh?

You get a flea in your ear
when you try.

Bit of banter,
and suddenly you're
bang in trouble.

Do you forgive me?

The silent treatment.

Have I gone invisible
all of a sudden?

Obviously, I have.

Perhaps if I get a bit closer,

she'd be able
to, like, sense me.

What do you reckon?

Well, your charm ain't got
you anywhere so far, has it?

Some women
can't resist a bastard,
though, can they?

Could you resist a bastard?

Like, if I said,
"Give me your mobile number
like the slut you are."

Nice!

Come on, I'll punch you in.

Your number, I mean.

Look, I've got no intention
of giving you

my mobile number, okay?

Come on, fellas...

What are you getting
out of your pram for?

We're only having a giggle
with this young lady here.

It's nothing for you
to worry about.

Get back to your Walkman.

Thought he was going to make
a citizen's arrest there
for a minute.

Yeah.

Anyway, like I said, it's just
the old mating ritual.

I'm just trying to show her
my feathers, mate, all right?

If I show you my feathers,
will you show me your flaps?

Oh, sorry, sorry.

Completely out of order.

I didn't choose
me words properly there.

Oh, yes, you did.

So the engagement's off then,
is it?

The next station
will be Fulton.

That was
a joke, by the way.

A smile
would have been appreciated.

Oh, look,
the party pooper's going.

We can let our hair
down now, Wayne.

What, just have a laugh?

Excuse me.

They're just drunk,
being silly.

See?

If you do need assistance...

Yeah.

See ya later, mate.

Hello?

Oh, hello,
I've just got off
the last Fulton train.

There were a couple of
guys on it getting a bit...

I didn't do anything
because...

Well, I wasn't sure
what to do, to be honest.

This is Information, mate.

If you want
to press emergency...

Well, I don't know,
it was probably
something or nothing.

What was it,
something or nothing?

Look, it's not important,
all right?

Forget it.
Sorry to waste your time.

How was his send-off?

Good.

Is that it?

Oh, I don't know.

I was thinking,
if I don't get that
Super 2 post in A&E,

I might as well be having
a leaving do of me own.

Well, you won't get promoted
with an attitude like that

and a face
like a smacked arse.

Sorry.

How was the journey home?

Oh, you know.

Late-night pissheads
being obnoxious.

Next time,
I might splash out on a cab.

No, you bloody won't.

I won't be going out
for a bit, anyway.

Obviously,
it doesn't agree with you,

the funny mood you're in.

I'm just tired.

Anyway, darling,
give us a cuddle
and I'll be right as rain.

A cuddle's
all you're getting, Grumpy.

Cuddle's are all I can manage.

Dr Khan to reception, please.
Phone call for Dr Khan.

Dad. Dad, what
about my window?

-Did you fix it?
-I fixed it.

Cos it wouldn't open properly.

Well, now it does,

so you can poke
your head through
and ogle at Ryan next door.

-Ooh!
-Ryan?

He's got a skateboard!

Dad, don't be embarrassing,
all right?

That'll take longer to fix.

Helen, where did you go?
Helen?

What am I, a camel?

Only your breath.
How was the pizza?

I should have got
some Valium from work

and stuck it
in their Diet Cokes.

You know, they're gonna
be up till 2:00, don't you?

Screaming and eating
those yoghurts
you have to suck.

I don't care.

Nothing's going
to keep me awake.

I'll be sleeping the sleep
of the righteous.

Where's Reece?

Carjacking,
joy riding, shooting
policemen in the head

and killing old ladies
who get in the way.

He really
should get out more.

Or staying in a way
that's less disgusting.

I think his bedroom's
starting to sprout mushrooms.

Am I telling him?

He really respects the way
that you threaten
and swear at him.

That's natural authority,
I'll have you know.

What are you doing?
What have you done?

Oh, I can't believe this!

Did you see
what level I was on?

I'll have to go back
to the beginning now!

Oh, shit!

Oi! You won't even
be getting that far.

Oh, so when do I
get it back, then?

When there's
no crisp packets
in the pillows,

no bits of bubble gum
on the window

that have somehow got
pubic hair stuck on them,

and no trace
of that sticky stuff
you've wiped

on your
Jennifer Love Hewitt poster.

Shut up!

I'm just jealous, mate.

Now, this memory card,

you don't want me to forget
where I put it, do you?

Thank you
for your co-operation.

You could have
some mates stay, you know?

I don't want them
to mess my room up.

I wish you'd do that
in the bathroom, you know?

The light's better in here.

Oh, that's breakfast, is it,
chocolate yoghurt?

Make me bacon and eggs, then.

Darling, if I had the time...

Joe, it's a joke.

"Darling, if I had the time."

Isn't it about time
you got going?

Yeah.

Listen, I'm replacing those
games you got upstairs
with a chemistry set.

I'm not running to school, so?

Don't stress your dad out,

he's got
a big interview today.

That's why he's wearing
that nasty suit.

Darling, don't buy any more
of those chocolate yoghurts.
They're full of crap.

Listen, Ayatollah,
do you want me
to wish you luck or not?

I'm just trying to set
some standards
in this house.

The department's
very dependent on agency
staff at the moment,

and that makes man management
even more important.

You know,
trying to get some loyalty.

Some "We're all
in it together" mentality

into people
who can quite easily
come and go.

You know, "I'm temporary,
it's nothing to do with me."

And what makes you think
that you can motivate them
to be part of a team?

By showing them
they don't have to do
the job on their own.

Juniors have to seek advice
and seniors have to give it.

To be honest,
if you don't share,

you don't bloody care,
and that's got no place here.

Are you sure
we can afford
to have this done?

Helen, I'm about to
become management.

Don't count
your chickens, you,

or we could end up
with a two-foot wall
instead of an extension.

Stick with me, kid,
I'm going places.

Oh.

Listen, there was a message
while you were in there.

You need to go home.

He admitted
he didn't have a reason
to be out of school.

And normally,
he would return,
and be simply refused.

Then he ran away from us,
but we don't chase children.

Later, we found him
in an amusement arcade.

What's going on?

- Have you
done this before?
- No.

Is it a subject
you don't like?

If it keeps happening,
we may have to follow it up.

What do you mean,
"follow it up"?

The possibility
of court action.

Oh, come on, he's only 14.

We mean the possibility
of court action
against you two.

Us?

You are his parents.

Who do you think
we are, though,
Mr and Mrs Fagin?

You think we approve of him
wandering the streets?

Well, I hope not.

I hope you take
a very dim view of it,
some don't.

Look, mate,
I work in the NHS,

my wife here
is a classroom assistant,

we believe in...

Well, we take
our responsibilities
very seriously.

And this is a one-off thing,
it's an aberration.

Yeah, well,
whatever's been going on here,

I'd get to the bottom of it
if I were you.

Okay.

We need the truth
to come out, Reece.

Because if it doesn't,
you're just going to
do it again,

and me and your dad
will both end up in the dock

for being crap parents.

Do you want that?

When they
approached you,
you refused to go back

and you ran.

What's so scary about school
all of a sudden?

-I'm not scared of anyone!
-Are you sure?

I'm not owning up to anything.

I haven't seen you
with your mobile lately.

-I lent it to someone.
-You've had it taken off you.

Look, just leave me alone!

Joe, can you stop him?

Go on, up you go.

Well, you were dynamic,
weren't you?

I can't shout the odds
all the time, Helen.

Do you think
someone's been hurting him?

-There's usually
more than one.
-Don't, Joe.

I'm just saying.

How could we not know
about something like that?

Well, he's at an age
where he's starting
to have secrets.

It shouldn't matter
how old he is, Joe.

We didn't bring them up
to hide stuff.

We tell each other things
in this family, don't we?

Once again,
the vehicle we're looking for
is a tan or Grey Toyota...

-What's this you're watching?
-Some crime thing.

A woman attacked
in some woods in Scotland,

just taking her dog
for a walk.

Why are you letting her
watch this for?

Mum said I could stay up.

Not to have your head
filled with this stuff.

-At least she'll be wiser.
-She's 11.

She's growing up!

Is this what she's got
to look forward to?

Stop it. It's only
a television programme.

I'll put something else on.

I like having a cuddle
with Mum.

Anyway, it's all well and
good, you policing the telly,

why don't you
get upstairs again
and see what he's doing?

He won't open the door.

He will when he needs the loo.

When he stormed upstairs,
he took two cartons
of Ribena with him.

You make me feel
like an amateur.

Yeah, well,
practice makes perfect.

The truth, as research
has recently shown,

is quite different.

Round Two. Fight!

I win. I win.

Can I play?

Are you
the same character every time?

Depends on who I'm fighting.

Me and your mum...

we're in your corner,
you know?

Look, whatever's
going on at school,

I don't want you
getting involved, all right?

Oh, Reece,
I have to do something.

What kind of dad would I be
if I didn't, eh?

So I'm going to talk
to your head teacher first.

But I'm going to need to know

everything that's been
happening to you.

That means
you telling me, son.

Better out than in, eh?

This is
the Metropolitan Police

Crimestoppers unit
at New Scotland Yard.

You have contacted us because
you wish to remain anonymous.

Therefore, your call
will not be traced,
nor will it be taped.

Your anonymity
will be guaranteed.

A detective
will answer your call shortly.

Come on, come on.

I gave him the pin number
of my credit card.

I even did that thing
about having a period.

He wasn't swayed.

He told me to kiss him back,
I did.

I didn't want to die.

I didn't scream,
I didn't fight,

I wasn't a have-a-go hero.

I took his word for it
about the knife
he was carrying.

There was no skin
under my nails.

Nothing.

I just let him...

have his way.

None of that makes you
any less of a victim, Alice.

And at Victim Support,

we're not interested
in making judgements
like that anyway.

I'm not interested
in being a victim.

I've got exactly
the same mobile

as the one called John had,
so I remembered that.

And this guy called John,
he called the other one Wayne.

He was the quieter one.

Um...

I don't know
where they got on

because I didn't notice them
straight away,

but I can confirm
the descriptions of them both

that have been put out.

And that's it, really.
That's all I want to say.

I'm going to hang-up now,
okay?

If you want to
ring back with anything else

you think is pertinent,
or that you remember,

then I'll give you
a code number unique
to yourself, okay?

A code number?

If any of your information
is instrumental in leading
to an arrest,

then you might be entitled
to a reward.

If you are, you'll be asked

to call back later
using that code.

A reward? No, thanks.
No, not interested. Bye.

-Who were you ringing?
-I'm done now.
Ready for your man.

I don't need a chaperone.

I want to know
what you're going
to say to him.

How's that all
going to come out?

-How you've been
the victim of...
-"Victim"?

All right, then,
how you've suffered abuse...

I didn't tell you, okay?

I didn't say anything.
You found out.

All right, then, we'll say
that the welfare officer
and the police put us onto it.

-I wouldn't tell them!
-Well, what then?

You read
a text message on my phone
when I wasn't there,

saw some other ones
that I hadn't erased,

then you forced me to give
their names. You made me.

And what did
these messages say?

Just nasty.

Abusive? Threatening?

Yeah, all right.

Why do they do it, Reece?

They just do.
Why are you asking me this?

-Well, because
you're the one.
-No, they're the ones.

Of course.

I don't ask for it.

No, of course not,
of course not.

Look, leave this with me.

Reece was very reluctant
to make a fuss about this.

That's part
of the problem we face
with this kind of thing.

Put a brave face on it,
even when he was
caught truanting.

Well, now it's out
in the open.

Because I couldn't sit back
and do nothing.

Well, I appreciate the fact
that you came straight to me.

Who else would I go to?

Some aggrieved mums and dads

make a beeline straight for
the other pupil's parents,

confront them outside,

go to their houses,

smash windows, paint on cars,
punch-ups.

Yeah, well,
I'm a reasonable man.

No direct action.

That's my job.

I'm just glad you've had
such a responsible approach.

If I was really responsible,
I'd be bashing their
bastard heads in!

Sorry.

You're upset.

It's my son.

Like I said,
I'll deal with it.

You've absolutely done
the right thing.

Mission accomplished, Reece.

Hey, what was
all that shouting about?

Me laying down the law a bit.

Having a go at the Head?
Nice one.

-Pretend you're getting me
round the neck.
-What?

Just pretend you're playing.

-That better?
-Yeah.

Joe.

Right, we've done
the front view...

and now we're going
to do sideways, okay?

-All right?
-Yeah.

I'll just be a second.

I'm really sorry.

You know,
it had been a long day.

I'd had a few drinks.

I didn't really clock
what was going on

until it was nearly time
to get off the train.

And then,
I saw that police sign.

It might not even be
the same woman.

Do you reckon?

Well, why not?

Same men,
but someone else
they came across,

not her necessarily.

Maybe.

Look, you did all that
could be expected of you.

You spoke up, but obviously
when they threatened you...

I had to think twice.

Well, what's wrong with that?

If you'd done something
and they'd pulled a knife...

And guys like that usually
are carrying something.

Exactly.

And I'd be expecting you home,

and then, all of a sudden,
I'd have a visit

-from the police saying...
-Yeah, yeah.

But as for her...

I know.

But she seemed quite capable,
you know?

Independent, ballsy, money.

And she had a mobile with her,

so she could have made sure
there was someone

to meet her at the other end

or got off when I did
or asked me to...

You just don't think
of those things at the time,
do you?

I didn't know how to
seriously take any of it.

Yes, you didn't know
what was gonna happen.

Look, Joe, if you knew
something had to be done,

you'd have done it.

That's what you're like.

Yeah.

I'm too soft with you.

You should be having that
after your dance class,

not before it.

Keeps my sugar levels up,
energy levels.

Mum, what are you doing?

Hang on.

Mum, come on.

Wait!

We're going to be late.

-Ah, they gave it
back to you, did they?
-Yeah.

You see,
your dad goes in there,

has a word with the Head,

the little bastards
fall into line.

I am the man!

Louise, come and get
your supper.

If I can't give up, at least
I won't do it in the house.

This is going to take months,
isn't it?

What's wrong?

Why haven't you gone forward?

-How do you mean?
-As a witness.

I didn't witness anything.

But you were there, Joe.

I was just on the train,
that's all.

Even if it's
just to give a description.

I'm just surprised
you haven't already done it,

especially seeing
all those yellow
police boards.

-I rang Crimestoppers.
-Did you? When?

A few days ago.

But wouldn't
an actual statement be better?

Probably.

Well, then...

I've left it a bit late now,
haven't I?

What?

-Not if it helps catch them.
-I know.

Will you come with me?

Joe?

I can't do this.

It'll just be a statement.
They'll be grateful for it.

But it's been
over a week already...

and suddenly,
I decide to slither in there,

like some crap excuse
for a man.

Joe, they're not gonna
question your timing.

But I might say
more than I meant to, Helen.

I might say that
I was sitting there

watching all this go on

and all I could think was
"I want to go home."

When she looked at me
and I could see her fear,

I just thought "Bollocks.

"I get the luxury
of one night out

"and suddenly, I'm expected
to be responsible

"for someone
I don't even know!"

But that's not you,
that's never you.

Well, apparently, it can be.

Well, they're not
going to be interested
in any of that,

so don't tell them it.

But what do you
make of it, Helen?

Just get in there
and get involved now.

-So is that it, then?
-Yep, that's it.

Have you made any arrests?

We've got a couple of suspects
in custody, yeah.

-Have they confessed?
-No, not yet.

But I think your statement
should help change all that
when they know about it.

I just wish
I'd come forward sooner.

Feeling more like
your old self now?

I keep wondering
how she's doing.

Me, too.

You are formally committed
to appear before a Crown Court

on a date to be fixed
to stand trial.

Your bail is continued
under the same terms.

You may stand down.

So what happens now?

Next thing you know
I'll be running

the Neighbourhood Watch
round here.

Magistrate even.

As long as it
makes her feel better
about going to trial.

As long as it
makes her feel better
about human nature.

Not all men are bastards, eh?

Not this one, anyway.

What was that?

Shall I phone the police, Joe?

Shit.

Oi!

Hey! Hey!

-Some kids.
-What kids?

I don't know, Reece.
Obviously, just trying
their luck.

Saw the skip outside
and thought there might be
an easy way in.

-I don't know.
-Shall we call the police?

No. No, there is no point.

They won't come out
for an attempted burglary.

I've been
telling you for years
we need an alarm.

That won't deter
a couple of druggies
looking for a video to flog.

They won't come back,
will they?

Darling, they wouldn't dare.

Not with your old man here.
Come on, let's get to bed.

Thank you, thank you.

Just goes to prove
that not all managers
are faceless bureaucrats.

They can be hard working,
full of charisma

and dedicated to the idea
of public service.

And of course, be able
to bung the odd £50 note
here and there

to the interviewing panel.

So what's your first move
going to be then, Joe?

To create a sense of harmony
and well-being.

Ooh, steady on!

Ah, don't worry,
it will all emanate
from my persona.

Back to work.

Thank you.

About bloody time
is all I can say.

-Speech!
-I think he just
made it, darling.

-Well done.
-I'm on a roll.

Dad, can I have some?

Oh, go on, son.

No.

What do you think
you're doing, Reece?

Reece, that is not
how you drink champagne.

I'm in management now.
I know that sort of thing.

It makes you drunk quicker
than anything, doesn't it?

You can get really out of it.

Well, that won't
be you tonight.

Why not?

And the best thing
about all of this is that

those bloody A&E consultants

are going to have to listen
to me from now.

-Respect.
-Big him up!

Toast.

-To...
-Toasts are lame.

Reece!

I'm just
trying to get merry.

Get drunk
on the atmosphere, can't you?

You know, be happy.

Well, I'm not complaining,
am I?

Oh, here, look, have some.

Most of it'll come out
of his nose anyway.

And I don't care
if toasts are lame,
we'll have one.

To...

Bloody hell, don't tempt fate.

Let's just settle
for cheers, then.

Cheers.

"What do you call a man

"who hits someone
over the head
with a Weetabix?"

A cereal killer.
Now, come on.

Do you need some credit
for your phone?

-Not bothered.
-Why not?

What's wrong?

But they said
you wouldn't have to appear.

-They told you.
-Yeah. Well, I do now.

Surely it's not compulsory.

It's a summons, Helen.

Are you in trouble, Dad?

No, no. Not me, son.

But I got the impression
that my statement was enough,
and now this.

And to be honest with you,
I'm not mad about the idea,
okay?

Your evidence is needed
in court, Mr Keyes.

But why?

Look, why do you think
you need to appear?

Because they're pleading
not guilty.

And in a rape case, Mr Keyes,
what's that usually about?

Consent.

Honest belief and all that.

Your testimony will show
that what happened
on the train that night

wasn't exactly Blind Date.

And it won't just be their
word against hers, will it?

If you're there.

No, no,
I suppose you're right.

I'm just not
particularly looking forward

to coming face to face
with them again.

Well, at least you'll be able
to face her now, eh?

Look, it might not be too bad.

Bloody dust is still
getting in everywhere.

I've only got to remember
what I said in my statement.

I'll need to hoover as well.

I've already done
the hard part,

going forward,
in the first place.

Oh, you think
that's the hard part, do you?

-You wanted me to help her.
-I know.

Those men, they're out
on bail now, aren't they?

How do you know?

And they know a witness
has made a statement,
don't they?

They know it's you.

They probably know
where you live,

and you know
what they're capable of.

Come on. Where did
you get all this from?

And now's a good time
for them to really get going.

Your imagination's running

all over
the bloody place, Helen.

I've seen them.

What?

I went
to the committal hearing.

I suppose I just wanted to...

To see
whether my statement
was sufficient?

No!

We've never been involved
in anything like this before.

I wanted to see them
sent on their way,

up close, but safely.

And the way one of them
looked at me, Joe...

Well, what do you
want me to do,
fail to appear?

What would happen to you
if you did?

What do you think
would happen to me?

I'm sorry, I know.

I just didn't think
it would have to go this far.

This stand up
and be counted thing's
not that easy, is it?

So I go up there and do
the whole, you know,

"I promise to tell the truth,
the whole truth..."

And nothing but the truth.

You've appeared
a few times yourself,
have you?

And swear on the Bible.

I won't say the "F" word.

It's a big thing your dad's
being asked to do, you know.

Wants to do.

It's horrible
what those men have done.

Innocent until proven guilty,
apparently.

Not by the time
you've finished.

Well, the victim's giving
evidence, too.

Did they threaten
to kill you, Dad,

when you told them
to leave her alone?

Well, they weren't pleased,
I'll put it that way.

But that didn't
stop you, did it?

Not a bit of it.

The best bit, though.

The best bit will be
when you look across
at them in the dock,

and you just stare
back at them

when they're trying
to screw you out,

and you're, like, all defiant,

cos you know
what you're going to say

is going to send them down.

See their faces
when it ain't two against one,

see their faces then.

All right, Reece,
too much television.

No heroics, just how it was,

and we'll let
the law do the rest.

I just don't like the idea
of you being in there
on your own.

-You'd make me self-conscious.
-Don't look at me, then.

Anyway, I might be
hanging around for hours,
so would you.

Yeah, you're right.

You might not even
get called today.

All right,
that's settled, then.

Look, I know you're nervous,

but just stick
to your guns, eh?

-Yes, Sarge.
-And don't let anyone...

Listen to me, I was going
to say, "Put you off",
and I was one of them.

I'll ring you.

Good luck, darling.

-I'll be fine.
-Of course you will.

-Are you all right?
-Yes.

It's a good idea
to go through your statement
before you're called in.

Right.

All parties in the case
of Ruddock and Tinley.

Apart from the victim herself,
you will be hearing evidence

from a witness
who saw at first hand

the abusive intimidation
suffered by the victim
on the train that night.

Evidence which will
further undermine any notion

that what took place
subsequently

could be interpreted
by any reasonable person

as to constitute
consensual sexual relations.

They've, um...

They've given me
my statement to read,
refresh my memory.

This must be...

For you, I mean.

As they went through
the trouble of catching them,
it's the least I could do.

Thank you for coming forward.

You don't have to thank me.

No.

I'm so polite,
it must be my training.

Even the way
I asked you for help
that night, "Excuse me."

I know.

When you got off,
that was so frightening,

and just as humiliating
as being...

As that other thing.

Look, I'm here
to help you now.

If they adjourn today,
I'll come back tomorrow.

And if they
adjourn it tomorrow,

I'll come back the day after.

I know what I did.

And I know
what I'm trying to do now.

Joseph Keyes.

You see?

Yeah.

Mr Keyes.

Now, obviously, your account
of what happened on the train

varies considerably
from my clients'.

They describe
flirtatious, jocular,
raucous exchanges

between them
and the young woman,

fuelled mutually
by their... merriness,

from both parties
having been out that night.

As you have admitted yourself,

you took part
in those exchanges.

I didn't take part
when things became
abusive and threatening.

So, what did you do, Mr Keyes?

I told them to lay off.

According to your statement,
you said, "Come on, fellas."

Is that correct?

Yes.

So what does
that mean, exactly?

I meant stop it.

Quite a mild censure, surely?

Giving the impression
that whatever you say
you saw happening

wasn't terribly serious.

I took it seriously.

Did you?

You see, this is
where my confusion

about your actions begins.

I wonder if you could help me
with my confusion,

if you don't mind.

You have a responsible job
and you support a family.

You're one of the mainstays
of the NHS, if you like.

And I imagine you take
your responsibilities

as a member of the community,
of society, seriously.

Is that correct?

Yes.

You, more than most people
perhaps...

understand the contract

that in a civilised society
we are all bound to.

The contract that demands...

we help each other,
look after each other.

Would you disagree?

No.

I wouldn't expect you to.

Hence my confusion
this particular night,
Mr Keyes,

which is this...

if there had been something
you had seen

which caused you real concern,

you would have reported
the matter immediately.

I tried to.

You approached
the Help Point at the station?

-I did.
-Why?

Because I had concerns,
obviously.

Why "obviously"?

I saw a woman
being threatened.

So you pressed
the emergency button, then?

No. I spoke
to someone, though.

But if you saw
a woman being threatened,

surely that's an emergency.

However, you pressed
the information button

and even discontinued
that call, didn't you?

I gave some information.

Clearly not enough
for staff to go on,

clearly not enough
for them to take action.

I put it to you
that your behaviour

after getting off the train
that night

suggests a complete
ambivalence in your own mind

about what you thought
was happening.

And when push came to shove,
you decided it was harmless.

It wasn't harmless.

We're back again
to my confusion,
unfortunately.

On the basis
of what you observed,

there was nothing
that prompted you to action
for a further week or so,

some days after you knew

that a complaint
of serious sexual assault
had been made.

Is that correct?

Apart from the call
I made to Crimestoppers.

Apart from
an anonymous phone call, yes.

But your actual approach
to the police,

your giving a statement
seems to me

a somewhat
retrospective reaction.

Your interpretation
of events changes

when you hear
a crime has been reported.

What do you mean?

Well, all of a sudden,
you decide

you knew exactly what you saw,

exactly what you think
took place.

All of a sudden,
you can provide

a blow by blow account
of a young woman being
harassed, humiliated

and virtually imprisoned
on this train.

I stand by my statement.

I see.

So why did you come forward
so late in the day?

Because, Mr Keyes,

we can all understand

your courage
failing you physically

if you allege
you were threatened

by Mr Ruddock and Mr Tinley.

But then,
over a week goes by

in which you did nothing.

And if what you're saying
is true,

this would be a situation
from which you chose
to walk away.

Which, seeing
the kind of man you are,

the kind of job you do,

I find very hard to believe.

That night...

I made a mistake.

Well, that's not
the only admission
you'd be making, surely?

You'd also be saying

that a sexual assault
was imminent

and your response
was less than

should have been
expected of you.

An act of moral cowardice,
ultimately.

Moral turpitude,
social treachery,
call it what you will.

And would you
really be prepared

to own up to that failing
in open court,

in front of all those
present here now?

Look, I'm not the one...

Who did what,
something reprehensible?

I didn't!

I'm absolutely sure
you didn't, Mr Keyes.

Otherwise, you'd have to
publicly condemn yourself
and your actions.

Are you willing to do that?

Or is there...

a more acceptable explanation
for your, uh, omission?

That you really didn't know
what was going on,

you really couldn't tell.

Because a man like you isn't,

as in the story
of the Good Samaritan,

-a Pharisee.
-Excuse me.

Because a man
like you doesn't walk away
from people in trouble.

It's unthinkable.
Do you agree?

It's unthinkable, yes.

And you came here today
because you wanted to do
the right thing?

Yes.

Because you're
an honourable man.

Misguided but honourable.

You're not demurring.

No.

Thank you.
No more questions.

Look, wait a minute.
For Christ's sake!

You may step down now,
Mr Keyes.

Over-educated bastard's
trying to tie you up in knots
and make a liar out of you.

"You didn't see what you saw."

"You'd been drinking
so your judgement
can't be relied upon."

His clients were
just fooling around.
Blah, blah, blah.

Look, you stuck to your guns.
That's all that counts.

Yeah, I stuck to my statement.

Did they try
and make anything of you

not coming forward
for a week after?

Yeah, they tried.

You've some
unread messages there.

-Yeah.
-Who are they from?

You can look
at them if you want.
I'm not hiding anything.

It's all right, son.

-What are you doing?
-Deleting them.

Why's your school uniform
in the washing machine?

He's deleting it.

What?

I just got it dirty,
that's all.

That's all.

And when that passenger,
Joseph Keyes,

the witness whose evidence
we have previously heard,

when he left the train,
can you tell the court
what happened?

Well, the one...

I'd call him the main one,

he offered me a cigarette.

I said no and he said
maybe I'd like one afterwards.

Then he smiled

and with that,
his hand reached
inside my skirt

and he felt me.

And what did you do?

I pushed him away
and he pushed me back.

Really hard.

And how did you react to that?

I knew he'd have no hesitation
about hurting me.

That he would get violent?

The push
was violent enough.

And after that?

Please just take
your time, miss.

I know this is an ordeal.

I've had worse.

Look, Joe,

the service engineer says
he can't come and sort

the other autoloader
out till Thursday.

What do you
want us to do?

I'll be back later, okay?

I'm just going to court to see
if they've reached a verdict.

-Is it compulsory?
-No, but I want to.

Don't make
a habit of this, will you?

Members of the jury,
have you reached verdicts

in relation to
John Ruddock and Wayne Tinley

upon which you are all agreed?

Yes.

Please answer
guilty or not guilty.

Do you find the defendant
John Ruddock guilty
or not guilty of rape?

Not guilty.

Do you find
the defendant Wayne Tinley
guilty or not guilty of rape?

Not guilty.

Is that
the verdict of you all
or by a majority?

Don't shout.

What?

Cos I'm doing it again.

Go back to school, son.

Well, what are you doing?
Why aren't you at work?

You won't tell anyone,
will you?

We never met, all right?

Anyway, I'm really sorry
about the verdict, Alice.

Could you not take
the rest of the day off?

We're really busy.

Okay.

If you need to call,
don't hesitate.

It's over.

I try to make it seamless,
you know?

Between the kitchen
and the restaurant itself.

It's all one machine
working perfectly.

Where's the builders?

They had another job to go to.

When are they coming back?

Tomorrow, hopefully.

Bastards.

Just can't get the staff.

-Why are you back already?
-Me?

Well, I made
an executive decision
to come home early,

which is different to
builders sodding off,
of course.

Ruddock and Tinley got off,
didn't they?

Did they?

I made it my business
to find out.

I phoned the court.

And I made it my business
to be in the public gallery.

Juries...

How do they think, eh?

Depends what they hear.

Look, it might have
been her evidence
they didn't go for.

What was yours, Joe?

I mean, really.

I never told any lies
about what I saw.

I never lied up there.
I just wasn't gonna...

Look, I wasn't the guilty one,
was I?

So, how did you...

How did you feel
when you left the witness box?

-About what?
-About you.

Look, I would do anything
for you and the kids,

you know that.

I'll always protect
the people I love.

That's all any of us can do,
isn't it?

How did you feel?

Like I did
when I got off the train.

Like I abandoned her again.

All you had to say...

It's so easy, isn't it, Helen?
Say what?

Been honest!

I didn't want to look weak.

But if it helped her,
who'd bloody give a shit, Joe?

Look, those two guys might be
walking around out now,

but that is not my fault.

I just wasn't
a very good witness,
that's all.

That's all.

It's rude to stare.

Whatever you find yourself
up against,

I'd like to think
that I've been there, too.

What's that joke about
a radiography department?

Complete transparency.

But I mean it.

If you're not happy with
the way your on-call rotas
are being assigned

or your relationship
with casualty officers
or any other department,

you come to me.

Because that's
my responsibility.

Because I'll look after you.

But... But...

But that's not to say
that you can pass
the buck every time.

Because no-one likes someone
who doesn't...

who won't...

who shirks.

You know?

Listen, I nearly
never made it in today.

I felt like shit.

But I knew
we had this meeting,

and you needed to know
where I'm coming from.

Which I hope you do now.

Okay.

Are you all right?

Not on the ball exactly,
was I?

First impressions,
the man's not bloody up to it.

Of course you are.

I thought so, too.

You said you felt like shit.

Either that or your
court appearance
taking it out of you, eh?

Oh, yeah, did I tell you?

The bastards went down.
Two years.

-You did your bit, then?
-Aye.

Well done.

Some satisfaction
for that woman at least, eh?

So, how are you taking
to management?

Oh, great.

No-one's complained
about their rota yet,

so I must be doing
something right.

Get off of me!

- Hey, get off!
- What are
you doing, Reece?

- It's all right.
- Pig!

-Daddy's here now.
Daddy's here.
-I'm not six!

What was going on?

Dad,
I'm not that upset.

She was annoying me!

She's annoyed you before,
but you've never
done that to her!

You just call me
next time, okay?

Dad, let go.
You're hurting me.

Can you talk to him instead?

Yeah, come on.
Give me a good talking-to!

Can't I do anything right?

I'm not going to be
the villain, you know.

Hi.

How are you doing?

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

The police advised me
against it, actually,

if I'm trying to move forward
and all that.

-What do they know?
-Thank you.

Late lunch?

Customers get their lunch,
two hours later, I get mine.

-Were you busy?
-Fully booked.

A restaurant
full of contented people
rubs off sometimes.

And gives you
a bit to think about.

Yeah, I've got
a lot to think about.

Look, I know
you probably didn't have

very high expectations of me,

but I really meant
to do better up there
in the witness box...

-It's besides the point.
-What?

You might not have been
a very good witness,

but I wasn't a very
good victim, apparently.

The jury took against me.

I was too composed, too cool,

too brittle,
and I didn't struggle.

I didn't do anything.
I let it happen.

And that all made me guilty,

that made them not believe me.

You know why I agreed
to see you, don't you?

Because you're the only one
who knows differently,

you're the only one
who has any idea

of what I went through.

Ruddock and Tinley know.

But I didn't ask them
for help, did I?

You knew I needed it,
didn't you?

Yes.

I needed your help.

You needed my help.

That's what I wanted
to hear you say.

I couldn't say it in court.

I'm so sorry.
Please forgive me.

-I'd better order.
-Um, please...

Some people
can rise to the occasion,
not you, obviously.

No, that's where you're wrong.

That's about as forgiving
as I can get.

At the moment, eh?
At the moment.

Look, you've said
what I wanted to hear, okay?

Anyway, I'm not hungry.

This doesn't have to be it.

Your husband's taking

something of a back seat,
is he?

He's just caught up
with work and stuff.

Reece says
he's got no complaints.

And given that last time

he showed a willingness
to let the cat out of the bag,
so to speak...

But the way
he's been behaving at home...

Well, dare I say it,
that's maybe where
the problems are now.

I just want him
to be all right,
and I know he's not.

Well, like I say...

I really think
how you find out

is up to you
and your husband now.

What exactly
are we looking for?

Something to go on.
I don't know.

Paracetamol?

-You think so?
-No.

Typical of the school
to lay it all at our door,
though.

Yeah.

Well?

It's got nothing
to do with you.

You shouldn't have
been looking, anyway.

You want protection,
you come to us.

Helen, let me deal with this.

-Where did you get it?
-Helen, leave us.

-He's losing it.
-Out!

-What were you thinking of?
-Done enough thinking.

This can only ever
bring you more trouble.

How would you know?

-I'm your bloody father.
-So?

I'm getting rid of this,
for a start.

-I need it.
-Not when we're around.

You was around that woman
on the train!

Can I just have
my knife back, please?

It bigs me up,
it just makes me feel safe.

That's the worst thing,
isn't it, Dad?

People thinking you're weak.

So give me that back
and they won't.

There's no way
I can let you have this.

Well, you ain't got
nothing else I can have.

This flu bug's taken
quite a few of the
permanent staff out.

We're gonna be stretched
on the on-calls.

I'll come in and cover.

You?

You're supposed to have
put that behind you.

Volunteer here, I said.

-It's not what
you do any more, Joe.
-I don't care.

I want to cover.

Family'll love you.

Yeah.

I don't get this.
Someone in your post
doesn't do on-calls.

That was half the idea
of your promotion.

I've got to lead
by example, okay?

So when are you coming back?

I'll be sleeping
at the hospital for the
next few days, that's all.

-I feel sorry for you.
-No-one's making him, Louise.

Well, I don't have
a lot of choice.

-Really?
-You don't mind, do you?

Who am I to interfere?

See you soon.

Bye-bye, darling.

Is it for the overtime,
so you can afford
the extension?

Got it in one.

Right, then.

Going off to fight
the good fight, are you?

What's that supposed to mean?

Offering yourself
up for on-calls
you don't have to do?

I won't be doing them forever.

But for now, you need
a place to hide, do you?

It'll bring in extra money.

I don't give a shit
about the money!

I need you at home.
Reece needs you!

You said
you would always
protect your family.

But I'm not bloody
welcome here, Helen,

not by you,
not by him.

I go where I'm wanted,
you know?

And walking away
solves that problem, does it?

Well, it makes
it easier, yeah.

You're a fucking coward, Joe!

See? I told you
you didn't want me.

I didn't want a Superman,
I just wanted a good one,
and I thought I had one.

You want the whole
bloody works, Helen.

You want me to be everything!

Well, right now,
all you are is a radiographer.

Well, at least
that's something, eh?

Mum, come in now.

This is Reece.

You're not lucky enough to
be speaking to me in person.

So leave me a message
and I might even
ring you back.

Reece, it's me. No panic.

I just wondered where you were

and what you wanted
to do about your tea.

Give me a ring.

I'm on me mobile because...

Because I've just
popped out to the shops.

Bye.

If there's no panic,
why are we driving around
looking for him?

Because I don't just want
to be sat by the phone.

I want to be doing something.

Anyway, he's a big boy now.

Boys are never big, Louise.

-I'll probably
see you later, yeah?
-See you.

Bloody idiot!

- Hello?
- Yeah. Mum, yeah, it's me.

-Reece, where have you been?
-Yeah, I'm coming home soon.

Joe, how many hours
have you been on for?

Don't know. Who cares?
Busy, busy, busy.

One of the casualty officers
has come back.

You put
the wrong date of birth in
for two patients.

-And as everybody's
filed by date of birth...
-Oh, shit.

What's going on?

First, you couldn't
get your head around
your new responsibilities,

and now, you're trying
to bury yourself in

when you don't need to.

I said I'd cover, and I am.

What are you trying
to prove, Joe?

That I can.

Joe?

No, me. Sorry.

What's wrong?

Why does there have to be
something wrong?

Well, is there?

You want to get in?

No.

All right, then.
Just for a bit.

Just for a bit.

I nearly did something
tonight.

"Nearly"?

I couldn't go through with it.

I'm too much of a pussy.

Okay.

I just wanted to show Dad,
you know?

I just wanted to show him.

I heard they're adapting
Navy sonar equipment

to get the transducers
to take better images
of obese patients.

Too much fat between
the skin and the organs.

So bloody wide
you can't see a thing.

Excuse us just a sec,
Andrew, will you?

Sure.

-Did you just send
that patient to X-ray?
-Yes.

What's happening, man?

It's only Wednesday.

What?

We usually get you lot
on Friday nights.

Very lairy up in A&E,

but much more obedient
by the time you get down here.

Anyway, I've got
all your details.

I know where you live.

If you don't piss off,
I'm gonna start shouting.

I saw you up in A&E.

Could have avoided you,
pretended you had nothing
to do with me.

I'm not!

The two
worst moments of my life

and you were there
for both of them.

Look, just take
the X-ray, all right?
It hurts!

You know, I'm trying to do
more than my fair share here,

but if I take your scan,

if I help the casualty officer
help you,

what good am I doing, eh?

What good am I doing?

I want to be seen
by someone else, all right?

-Calm down, mate.
-He's just refused
to treat me!

-Why would he do that?
-I haven't.

-Because we've got a history!
-Look, this is silly.

Look, do you want us
to call security?

Matt, I thought
you were in there, anyway.

I was. Joe said
he'd take over.

He tried to give
evidence against me.

No-one believed him.
Why should you
believe him now?

Look, maybe I'd better
just leave you to this, yeah?

You were unreliable
on the train

and you were unreliable
in court!

I thought you said
those guys went down?

See what I mean?

Hi. Take a seat.

-I'll be with you
in a minute.
-Okay.

How're you doing?

What do you want?

The other day,
I didn't want that to be it.

What about what I want?

Every time you go out,
you must think...

Have you been waiting for me?

I wanted...

It's not a proposition,
cos that sounds...

It's something
I wanted to do for you.

You've done enough.

No, listen to me.

I'm sorry.

But, those guys,

they are still walking around,
free as anything,

and you're not, right?

And the police liaison
or whatever has long gone

and the Victim Support thing
has done its job

and even if you've got
friends and family,

they weren't there.

You know?

And I just want
to be available to you.

"Available"?

Any time you want
to talk or...

You know, if you think
you hear noises

outside your flat

or someone looks at you
for a second too long,

I could...

I could be there.

What are you talking about,
my own personal Samaritan?

Do you think about them
all the time?

A lot more than I want to.

Well, you wouldn't have to.

If I could just get
the chance to show you...

Why do you think
that's your job?

Because I'm responsible.

I've got to live with it,
all right?

So have you.

I can't.

Excuse me, I'm looking
for a guy called Ruddock,
John Ruddock.

Do you know him?

I've got an address here
for a Wayne Tinley,
a mate of his.

He lives round here.
I was just wondering
if Ruddock did the same.

I'm not the police.

Well, the police
wouldn't come here
if they wanted to get me.

Yeah, well, I am on my own.

Excuse me,
I'm looking for a guy
called John Ruddock

who lives near here.

Excuse me, I'm looking
for a guy called John Ruddock

who lives near here.

Medium height, stocky build,
brown hair.

Ooh, he sounds nice!

What're you doing, man?

I'm looking for someone.

What sort of someone
are you looking for?

I don't get you.

I see you doing chat,
I'm thinking, "Who's this?"

You're in my place,
do you get me?

-Oh, yeah. Sorry, yeah, okay.
-So come for a walk with me

or you get out of my way,
you move.

This person I'm looking...

"Person"?
You're looking for a person?

Yeah, his name's John Ruddock.

Seen him. I've seen him.

-You know him?
-White, isn't it?

-That's right.
-No, I don't know him.

-Apparently,
he lives close by.
-What's he like?

-Description?
-No, man, no.

He's an animal,
but you wouldn't know it.

Yeah, yeah.
British Queen, then,
or The Rose.

Done out nice,
but a lot of nastiness inside.

You know what I'm saying?

Thank you.

I just might have killed you.

Yes, mate?

I'm looking for...

a pint of lager.

Another one, mate?

Why not?

Why not? Looks like
my date's not going to show.

Been stood up, have you?

Dumped by everyone, me.

All right, mate.

Have you heard
about this thing in the States
called Broken Windows?

I don't know
all the ins and outs of it,

but the gist of it is,

that you've got an empty
building in a town, right?

-No need to shout, mate.
-No, but it's important.

Anyways,
someone throws a stone

through one of the windows
of an empty building,

but no-one does anything.

No-one does a thing, okay?

No attempt
to repair it, nothing.

I hope this story's got
a punch line, fella.

They don't catch
the stone thrower, either.

And then, one by one,
slowly but surely,

all the other windows

in all the other
empty buildings
start to get smashed,

and then, the buildings
that aren't empty,

and then, the windows
of the houses that
the people live in.

All of them
smashed with stones

or anything else
that comes to hand,

and it's not just
one culprit any more.

Shut him up, Budgie, will ya?

I'm gonna have to
sling you out
in a minute, mate.

Yeah, I'm not finished yet.

Soon, there's
a whole bunch of them
out there on the rampage.

And pretty soon
the whole town's vandalised,

and the whole
community's in shreds,
under siege.

One thing leads to another,
you know?

Everything goes to pieces
because of one broken window.

I'm sorry about your date
and all that, mate,

but we've just about
had enough, all right?

I'm his date.

-What?
-Ain't that right?

You've got to act,

stop the rot
as soon as it starts,
or we're finished.

I think you're out
of the game, too, my son.

-So come on.
-Not yet.

So, what do we do, eh?
What do we all do, eh?

So what are you going to do?

Everybody wants to know
what I'm going to do.

So I came
all the way down here,

all the way down,
man, you have no idea,

because I wanted to...

I wanted to make amends,
that's all!

You, come on, out. Out!

Couldn't carry it off, eh?
As usual.

That's it, you monk!
Run away!

You're still scared!

You didn't try to stop me.

You just let me carry on.

Joseph Keyes?

Yes.

Joseph Keyes,
I am arresting you

on suspicion of
assaulting a man
named John Ruddock

on the 15th of October, 2003,
at the Whitewater estate.

I must caution you
that you do not
have to say anything,

but that
it may harm your defence

if you do not mention,
when questioned,

something which you
later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

We need to interview you now.

I was doing another job.

I'm sorry.

You have the right
to have someone informed
of your arrest,

the right
to legal representation,

and if you want
to see a solicitor,
you'll have to sign here.

In the meantime,
you'll be put in a cell

till the officer's ready
to interview you.

New to all this?

New to all this.

This way.

Well, obviously,
I was disappointed
with the verdict.

Outraged, really.

I was frustrated
that my evidence

didn't seem to have any weight
with the jury.

And then,
this poor bloody woman
has to go through all that.

And it's no wonder
that women don't report
what happens to them

because the criminal
justice system is just so...

So you thought you'd uphold
the law of the day?

I wasn't really interested
in the law.

It was personal, then?

The jury was still out on me.

Interview suspended at 16:02.

Do you want some coffee?

-Can we have a word outside?
-Sure.

So far, you haven't
actually admitted

that you carried out
this assault.

My advice to you now is don't.

Why?
How do I manage that?

Ruddock's already
made a complaint.

What did they just say to you?

I'll be appearing
in a few weeks.

I'll be pleading not guilty.

But wouldn't
it be better for you

if you admitted you did it?

Because, I mean,
there's all sorts of

mitigating factors,
aren't there?

You're a family man,

you've got a responsible job,

you can show remorse.
They'll know how cooperative
you've been.

Good character.

If you plead not guilty,
they'll punish you even more.

If I plead guilty,
I'll still go to jail.

Look, Helen,
I'm just taking advice

and I might change my plea,
but not yet, okay.?

If they sentence you...

you'd lose your job,
wouldn't you?

They wouldn't take you back,
not for something like this.

But then,
prison's a really good way

of getting away from it all,
isn't it?

Did I send you to Ruddock?

Was it me?

No, it wasn't you.

How are the kids?

Write to them.
You know their address.

How did we get like this?

I'm sorry.

Check the tomato juice.
A customer has complained
that it's off.

I think she might be right.

Excuse me. I'm sorry
to trouble you, but...

Your drink's off, too?

My husband's name
is Joseph Keyes.

Christ Almighty.

I thought you might say
something like that.

He's attacked Ruddock.

He's been charged with it.

I saw you
giving your evidence.

Why?

Had to know
what happened to you.

If I'm honest,
I wanted to know

what you were going to say
about Joe.

Not much to say.

Would you mind telling me?

He looked the other way.
What can I say?

What do you think of him?

-Look, I'm busy.
-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about everything.

It's just that
we've fallen apart,

and it started
with that night,

it started
with what you saw in him.

He's not a bad person, okay?

He's just
not a terribly good one.

Decent enough.

He's been
to see me a few times,

all solicitous,
seeking forgiveness.

But just ordinary, you know?

Nothing special.

Sorry if that sounds cruel.

I just want him to be
special to me, that's all.

You're doing great.

-How the bloody hell
would you know?
-No...

Anyway, I realise
you have to save yourself.

No-one else will.

I don't want to be that alone.

Neither did I.

The way you want him...

I'm going to feel
like that one day.

Dad?

Dad, what have you been doing?

Hello, son.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Well, I can't go home
and I can't be at work, so...

No man's land, eh?

Do you know how cold it is
in no man's land?

You need something
to keep you warm.

Oh.

Where have you been?

Playing football
against another school.

Mum's picking me up from here.

-You're in the team?
-Other kids picked me.

It's been going around,
what you've been charged with.

Little thing
in the local paper
and just gossip, really.

"Reece's dad is a psycho"?

Sort of rubbed off on me,
anyway.

They thought
they'd better pick me.

That's lucky.

Yeah.

Why'd you do it, Dad?

Cos he thought I couldn't.

You showed him anyway.

There's better ways, son.

You might have to be
the man of the house
for a while, you know.

I want you to be.

Eh?

I want you
to be the man of the house.

I don't like it
when you're not there.

That was the worst thing
I ever did,

not being there,

copping out on you, son.

Cos you're my life.

And if I end up in prison,
what can I be to you there?

What are we
going to do, Reece?

-What are we going to do, son?
-Don't do that.

-I can't help it.
-Yes, you can!

It's okay to shout "help,"
you know.

It's okay to shake
in your boots

and want someone
to make it better.

I know.

Do you?

Mum's been really nice to me
this week.

Cuddled me and that.

Lucky.

She even let me
get in with her.

Ah, well, that's what really
takes some doing, you know.

Knowing...

Knowing what to do
when somebody needs you.

And I've messed up
on that, son.

I've got it all wrong.

That's what
makes me a weakling.

Feels like a while
since I've been here.

Yeah.

Ruddock's retracted
his statement.

That's...

-That's...
-Lucky?

We had a word.

Why are you doing this for me?

We spoke to our
British Transport colleagues.

The bastard had it coming
to him anyway, didn't he?

What goes around comes around.

What sort of word
did you have?

We appealed to his pride,
to his ego.

Didn't take much selling.

The bottom line is,

he didn't want to be
thought of as a victim.

If it comes out in court
that he was badly hurt

by a mild-mannered
radiographer, well...

the shame.

Anyway, he thinks
he's got a reputation,

some standing
within the local community.

So I'm not
going to be prosecuted?

No evidence.

It's not
in the public interest.

Thank you, for, um,
you know, intervening.

I really did hurt him,
you know.

Some things
are in the public interest.

What did he say?

It's over.

Ruddock's withdrawn
his complaint.

They're not gonna prosecute.

Why did he withdraw it?

It's a bit of a conspiracy,
really.

Rules of the club.

So, is everything else over?

That's up to you.

Homework, hormones,
I'm ready for anything.

Going to make it
your business?

You're my business.

You better help me in
with these, then.

-What have you got me?
-Just your dinner.

No, I said to you,
is it all right
if she comes round?

-It's my flat.
-What's that got to do
with anything?

All I'm saying is,
I asked you and you said...

Look, I don't remember,
all right?

Anyway, I can't stand her.

And what do you mean,
"it's your flat"?

I pay towards it.

Your name isn't
on the bit of paper, is it?

-Does that matter?
-Matters to me.

-Look, just piss off,
all right?
-Stupid bitch!

-Go on, then!
-Hey!

This is private.