Accused (2010–2012): Season 1, Episode 4 - Liam's Story - full transcript

Season 1, Episode 4: Liam's Story

Jury's returning.

I didn't mean to kill anyone.

I couldn't kill time,
couldn't murder a pint.

Something snapped.

Five. Five.

And five. Stash.
You haven't got the seven of clubs.

No-one on this planet could be that
jammy. You've got a flush at best.

And five. Get out and
let me see him, you prick.

You can't possibly win. I win with four
nines. I've just explained, you mong.

"Four nines"? Yeah. Are you in? How can you
have four nines? Are you in or are you stashing?



How can you have four nines when there's one
in his hand looking at us, you prat? Five.

Throw 'em in. No. Throw 'em in!

You haven't got a bouncer.

You've got a flush at best.

Right. Five.

And five.

I'm covering that. Anything else,
you sort out, but I'm covering that.

Right.

Five.

See you.

Bouncer.
Don't say I didn't warn you.

'You have one message.

'Message received today at 11.50am. '

I passed it, Dad!
I passed the entrance exam.



I'm so happy!
Anyway, I'll see you later.

Hey, Kev!

Katy just passed her entrance exam.
Brilliant, mate. Yeah.

Tell her well done from me.
Will do, yeah.

See you.

I promised her a present.

I said if she passed it I'd get her a
present, a little necklace or something.

And you're skint? Yeah.

You want a loan?

Yeah.

One condition, Liam... Don't make me
crawl for it, Kev. One condition. Go on.

You tell Roz.

You tell Roz you've done your
brain in again, playing cards again.

Because you need help, mate.
Shove your money.

Coming.

Which terminal, love?

Where is it?

You think they'd write
it in big letters near the top.

Who you travelling with?
Easyjet. Two, most likely.

Terminal, terminal, terminal...

Going anywhere nice? Two.

You're right. Small print,
bottom right hand corner.

Prague, a conference. Sounds fun.

Yeah, if you like estate agents.

That'll be £17.50, please.

Keep the change.
Thanks. Enjoy your conference.

Oh, er...

If you need someone
on the way back...

Liam. Thank you. Bye.

♪ I like to dance all night

♪ Summons the day
But that's how I play

♪ Yeah, that's how I play

♪ I said, "Who are you?"

♪ Don't matter who you are

♪ So we dance all night
and dance all day

♪ I say

♪ I say

♪ We're going to fuel the fire... ♪

Saved up all year for it.

It's beautiful. Yeah.

Are you in bed, Katy?

Not yet.
Will you give us a hand, then?

I've been thinking
about you all day.

I feel so close to you right now.

Not just because of the sex,
although that's great obviously!

It's more than that,
it's like we're connected somehow...

mind, body, soul, everything.

I laughed when I read
Echo & the Bunnymen.

I saw them play about ten years
ago at the Apollo, loved them.

Where shall we eat by the way?
I'm easy.

Anywhere that does
sticky toffee pudding!

Hello.

Hi, Liam? You dropped me off at the airport
yesterday. I was wondering if you could pick me up.

I'll get that. Good trip, yeah?

Yeah. Sorry, this is my mum.

She got the train down... Is it all right if
we give her a lift? Sure, no problem. Whatever.

Is it ransacked?

No, hardly anything touched.

Came in through the back. I didn't notice
at first, but then I felt a draught.

Broken window in the door.

Can you tell what's missing? Not
really, the telly's still there.

Did you take your laptop with you?

No. That might be gone.

Jewellery?

Grandma's necklace?

They need burning, don't they?

Burning at the stake.

Are you insured?
It's not that, though, is it?

It's the thought of them in there.
Little bastards.

I knew a woman who got done.

Turns out the burglar needed a present for his
daughter and that's the only reason he did it.

I'd still burn him.

Keep the change.
You're all right, forget it.

No, it's not your... No chance.

You've been robbed, I'm not going
to take your money. You are! I'm not.

You are! I'm insured. Take it.

Thank you.

No problem.

Get yourself some extra locks.
I will.

And if you need a cab,
you've got my number, right?

Yes, thanks.

I love the way we lie together after
sex. The stupid jokes you tell me.

I love the feel of your hands
running down my spine.

The way you know, you just know,
where to press, where to ease off.

My best film -
I'd have to say A Place In The Sun.

Not many know it,
but it's fantastic.

And then probably The Hustler.

Worst film of all time?
Love Story, beyond any doubt.

Well, it's not a taxi exactly.
It's private hire.

They say that taxi drivers are bottom
of the food chain, aren't they?

But, well, private hire drivers
are lower.

But, you know,
I need a job that's flexible,

you know what I mean?

You can see what situation we're in, so I need to be
able to choose when to work and when to take time off.

But it's not always
going to be the case.

Cos, er...

Cos I've got plans.

Yeah,
and, er... well, you know, those...

those plans have to go on hold for
the moment cos it's Katy that counts,

it's her future that counts.

And once we've got
that future sorted,

once we've got her into this school of yours,
and hopefully that's going to happen today,

then it'll, it'll be time to...

I- I don't belong here.

But she does. And I love that.

I love her for that.

Are you all right? Yeah.

Dad! Dad! It's Mum! Quick!

It's Mum! Please just hurry up!

Last time it happened it was fluid on
the lung. It looks the same this time.

Same temperature and everything, so it's
going to be the same - fluid on the lung.

She's going to be all right,
isn't she? She was OK last time.

You just put a drain in and
she was all right after that.

She's going to be fine.

She can come home tomorrow.

What's... what's the worst thing I do?

Come on, what's the worst thing I do?

Gamble.

Correct.

You know why I gamble?

It's cos I've got a brain.

And instead of using it

to do something useful,
like teaching,

or journalism, social work,
something like that,

I drive head-the-balls round all day.

So...

.. when I get the chance, I like to

do something that's...

that involves a bit of judgement...

you know, uses a bit of this.

And the only thing I can do that
involves a bit of this is gambling.

That's all there is
for someone like me.

Would you like that?

No.

You're going to go to that
posh school,

get five million A-levels,
you're going to go to uni,

get a job you love.

And you are going to fly. Right?

Right.

I'm getting a bit pissed off
with these looks I'm getting.

Yeah? Yeah. I've done things
beneath contempt, yeah...

.. but I'd never stoop so low
as to do your fucking job.

You all right? Coming.

You smoke.

Yeah. I can smell it.

Ah, sorry... No, no! I like it.

I used to smoke myself,
I still love the smell of it.

It doesn't make you want to...
No, no, no.

I'm not addictive like that.

You?

I like a bet.

Addictive, though? Addicted to it?
No.

You want me to pick you up
at the end of the night?

It'll be late. That's no problem.

No, we'll just flag one.
There'll be loads.

"We"? A friend.

"Manhattan"
by Kings of Leon

Oh, turn it up!

Are you going for a meal?

I'll get a snack at the bar.

Do you eat out much? A bit. You?

A bit. Where? Anywhere, really.

Anywhere that does
sticky toffee pudding.

What? Me too.

Anyone near Meaburn Street?
Anyone near Meaburn?

Cab 481. What number, please?

63. I'm minutes away, control,
and I want it. Right?

All right, pal.

Very nice.

Y'what? The girl.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, lovely.

She didn't want you to go.

She got burgled a few days ago.

It's spooked her.
She doesn't like being on her own.

So why not stay? Busy day tomorrow.

What d'you do?

Manage a bar. Hawkins.

You're not up early, then? No.

Just...

bottom of this road, please.

Thornton Estates,
Justin speaking, how can I help?

Hello, yeah, I'm interested in
viewing the house on Manor Drive.

Hello!

Coincidence or what?

That's amazing!

Of all the estate agents
in all the world.

Come on.

I wasn't expecting a woman.

You're not taking a chance?

No. If you're a man, Justin, who you met
this morning, he susses you out first.

He deemed me no threat, then?

No threat.

Where you living at the moment?

Er, Withington.
It's nice, but it's tiny.

And is your place on the market?
No, I'm renting.

Yeah, I sold the house
when the wife died.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That's OK.

What's that?

Wine and soda.

It's a quarter to ten. I know.

Why are you drinking wine and soda at
a quarter to ten? Because I want to.

You'll wet the bed. I'll wet the
bed anyway. You'll soak it now.

Who is it? Work.

It's your night off!

You out with the girls, then?

Boyfriend.

You must get a bit nervous on your
own now. Since the break-in and that.

Yeah.

Why don't you ask him to move in?

How's the house-hunting going?

Slow.

I love this. Do you?

It's my absolute favourite.

I love it. So do I. I saw 'em at
the Apollo about ten years ago.

So did I! I was there!

No! Really? Really?

I'm January 27th. Aquarius.

Which is supposed to make me
friendly and creative -

they're the good bits. And
bloody-minded, which is the bad bit.

What about you?

Katy, can you help me?

Right, I'm coming. Now, please.

Hi.

Not driving? Puncture.

What was your wife's name? Roz.

And... How did she die? Yeah.

She got MS.

But it's not what
you'd imagine, Emma.

Some sentimental shit film,
Love Story or something like that.

No, no, no. No, the love had died
and I was going to leave her.

As soon as Katy got to
university, I was leaving.

But then suddenly she announces
she's got this MS,

soon after that she's in a wheelchair.
How do you leave someone in a wheelchair?

They tell us it's "progressive"
- she will die.

But she doesn't die.

Her body's falling apart,

she's pissing herself,
she's going to bed in a nappy,

feet like blocks of ice, but this up here, oh, man,
up here she's as sharp as ever, and she doesn't die.

And honestly, I'm starting to think,

hands around her throat,
cushion over her face,

anything to bring it to an end.

And it's not out of pity or mercy
or anything like that, it's

just I just can't stand watching this
happen, this woman falling to bits.

What's your favourite film?

You won't know it. Try me.

A Place In The Sun.
I don't believe it.

What? It's mine too!

Honestly. Otherwise known
as An American Tragedy.

Montgomery Clift
and Elizabeth Taylor.

Yeah!

That's weird, that.

Is me daughter up there? Yeah.

Hard to look at her? Yeah.

I suspect it's mutual.

All right, Neil? All right, mate.
Do you want ice in the vodka?

No, thanks. What will I get you?

Orange juice when you're ready.

That's £8.70 please, love. You don't
remember me, do you? Keep the change.

Thanks very much.
Sorry, mate. You got me.

Cab driver from the other night.
Took you home from your friend.

Oh, right. Thought I knew you.

Orange juice, you said? Yeah.

I asked you
why you didn't stay for breakfast.

You said you had
a lot on in the morning.

Yeah. Fresh orange?

Yeah.

I couldn't understand it.

Lovely girl like that, well, the morning after's
going to be as sweet as the night before, isn't it?

Even sweeter. Wake up,
watch her get out of bed, naked.

She puts your jacket on
or your sweater,

and that's all she's got on,
your jacket or your sweater,

she's completely naked underneath,
and you... have breakfast like that.

Sweet.

That's very, very sweet.

That's £1.40.

Keep the change.

Same again, yeah? Yeah, cheers.

End of, all right?

You didn't stay for breakfast
cos you had to get home to your wife.

Can I have a word?
Won't be a minute, Pete. Toilet. No.

You and me are going to have a word in private,
mate. No, you're not going to get me alone.

You finish it or I tell.

I tell that girl about your wife and
I tell your wife about that girl.

All right?

You keep your nose out of my business
or I break every bone in your body.

Do you understand that,
you stupid fuck?

Yeah.

Good.

You out for the night?
No. I'm coming straight back.

So why the taxi?

I've had a drink.

Several drinks.

What's in the envelope? A photo.

A nice one?

No.

Could you wait for me, please?

Are you OK?

If I opened your window really wide,

could I have one of your ciggies?
Would you mind?

You've packed in.

Relapsed.

He's married?

With kids?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Was it so obvious?

Sorry?

So obvious he was married?

Yeah.

How?

I think you're amazing.

I think...

you're the most... amazing woman

I've ever met in my life.

And he thought so too.

And yet,

you ask him to move in
and he said no.

You get burgled. You feel vulnerable.

You ask him again.
And he still says no.

The most amazing woman in the world
isn't just asking him to move in,

she's practically
begging him to move in,

she's in desperate need of him
moving in, and he still says no.

That means he's married,
got to be married.

No man on earth would say no to you
unless he had to.

Thanks.

Sorry.

Oh. It's all right.

You're going to have to drive me to a hole in the
wall. Forget it. No, I can't. Honestly, it's fine.

I'll pay you back.

I know.

I'll call you tomorrow
and give it you then.

Right.

Can I make you
a coffee or something?

Ciggy?

Hmm.

In the car.

Yeah, it's me.

No, I'm going to be a few hours yet.

No, no, I'm driving
a woman to Birmingham.

I couldn't say no, could I?

What time's it?

6:22 precisely.

I slept without a drink.

First time in ages.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I've got to go.

Why? School run.
There's kids I can't let down.

Tea.

You were playing poker, weren't you?

You were playing poker all night.

You bastard. Anything but that.

I'd say you're caring...

Thank you.

I'd say you're friendly,
creative,

you stand on your own two feet...

Used to. Maybe you've been
a bit too independent at times,

maybe a bit too defiant. But all in
all I'd say you're a typical Aquarius.

How?

That's amazing.
I'd say early Aquarius as well.

January, not February. January 27th.

There you go.

How do you do that?

How can you possibly do that?

Bring the jury in, please.

I don't see him as a human being,
I see him as a dog.

A hyena. One of those hyenas
out of Lion King.

Hiding behind his rock
with his tongue out, panting,

and then he's in, sniffing round
my house, going through cupboards,

pawing my clothes, going through
jewellery, finding Grandma's necklace...

Grandma dying,

he doesn't see that.

Grandma taking my hand in hers,
all lumps and liver spots,

and saying, "For your first
granddaughter, my darling".

He sees none of that,
just sees something to sell,

the bastard.

And what he's done to this.

I used to like a drink
at night, now I need one.

I used to love the doorbell
going, now I dread it.

The slightest noise
at night and my heart is pounding.

The coppers say they'll catch him
one day in someone else's house

and he'll ask for 48 other offences
to be taken into consideration.

He won't remember.
He'll take the copper's word for it.

48 similar offences.

He's left me a wreck,
and he won't even remember doing it.

Is there anything I can do?

I could move in with you.

I know you're out of my league.

I know it won't last.

But for now,

while you're like this,

doesn't it make sense?

Better a few seconds of physical pain
than hours, days, weeks of emotional agony.

I'm doing it for you, Roz.

I'm doing it for you.

Finished?

Yeah.

For the day?

No.

I haven't had a bet in weeks.

Good.

I'm never going to gamble again.
Good.

They say you gamble because
you've got a void in your life.

I believe that.

I've filled it.

What with?

What with?

A woman.

You're serious?

Yeah.

Why are you telling me this now?

Because I'm going
to move in with her.

I'm leaving you
and moving in with her.

When? Soon.

How? What?

How?
You're not going to live off her?

No. How are you going to do it, then?

How are you going keep two houses going when
you've been a spectacular failure at running one?

What are you doing? Smoking.

In the house? Yeah, yeah. In my
own house. I've decided that I...

Your daughter hates the smell.

It makes her sick.
I am sick of you dominating me.

You selfish bastard.

I am sick of you always
having your own fucking way.

That's why it's come to this, Roz,
that's why I'm leaving you.

All you ever do... All you ever do

is take pleasure in denying me pleasure.
Denying me a cig in my own fucking house.

Well, open a window, eh?
For God's sake, open a window!

Is she younger than you? Yeah.

Much younger than you?

No. Yeah.

You're making a fool of yourself.

If it helps to think that, then by all means... It
doesn't help because I love you, you soft bastard.

I love you!

I wish I was married to someone strong,
someone who could look after us, protect us.

But I'm not, I'm married to you.

And you're feckless.

A gambler.

And if I'm not on your case, watching
you like a hawk, bossing, dominating,

you'll lose all our money
and we starve.

For you to throw that back
in my face right now, that's

just wrong, it's not fucking fair.

You leave my mother like that,
and you're never see me again,

not as long as I live,

you selfish bastard.

And what kind of woman is she, hey?
The slag, the dirty, the filthy...

Don't call her that.
I'll call her what I like.

In fact, I'm not
just going to call her names,

I'm going to kill the
dirty bitch, the dirty, filthy slag.

She knows you're married.

You don't move in
and not tell her everything,

so she knows you're married and she knows Mum's
like that, and she's still going to take you.

So what kind of dirty, filthy, heartless slag
is she? The dirty, stinking, filthy, heartless...

I'm going to kill the slag.

Yeah? Um... You want something?

Have you got a dad?

Yeah. A taxi driver?

Yeah.

Is he in?

Yeah. What is it?

What is it, please?

Is your husband in? Yeah.

Liam.

Yeah? You're wanted.

She tells me
you're moving in with her.

Please, please, don't tell Emma.
Let me pass.

I've just been through hell in there. I've
just told my wife and daughter I'm leaving.

If you don't let me past, I'll chin you.
Don't dare tell me it's all been for nothing.

I did something you couldn't do,
right? I just told the missus.

You could never do that because you haven't got
the bottle or you didn't care enough for her.

I swear I will fucking hurt you.

And why tell her anyway? Why tell her
when you haven't got to? Katy, get in.

What happened?

You want to see the state
of the other fella.

Sit.

Sorry.

Hello. Emma?

Yes.

Can I speak to Liam, please?

Yeah. Who is it?

It's his wife.

I'm sorry?

His wife.

It's for you.

Who is it?

Your wife.

Hello.

That's the police.

Present from your dad?

Members of the jury, are you agreed
upon a verdict? We are.

Do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty of murder?

Guilty.

Liam Black,

I can't imagine
the stresses and strains

of living
with a severely disabled partner.

You have done so for years, and,
prior to this case, without complaint.

That is to your credit.

You have been a devoted father to a fine young woman
- that, too, is to your great credit.

I note also that you did not kill for financial
gain but out of love for another woman.

Nevertheless,
a life sentence is mandatory,

and it is for me
to set a minimum term.

Liam Black, you will serve
a minimum of 15 years.

Take him down.

I'm sorry.

You make my skin crawl.

I knew you wouldn't like me
if you knew me.