Blackpool (2004–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

I reckon that lad's been killed
by one of his mates.

You know, been out on the piss,
some joke gone wrong.

Tried to wake him up
the morning after the night before. Dead.

They panicked
and they put him in the arcade.

Did you find out
where he's getting his money?

I'm not sure how that helps us
build a case against him, sir.

- Do you remember hitting that lad?
- No.

- You sure?
- Yes. I'm sure.

- You're not shitting me, are you?
- No, I'm not shitting you.

The age difference is wrong.
We shouldn't be doing it.

- Steve, what is this about?
- Sorry, Shyanne, it's all over.



We're living in a leisure economy, Terry,
we can't lose.

I've read the brochure, I just can't see
how all this is going to happen.

Will you stop talking like a tart!

Is the bloke who talked to you
called Carlisle?

- What difference does it make?
- He's the one to watch.

I want to tell you everything
and I want to know everything about you.

- It's insane.
- I know.

Can I kiss you?

(ALLBRIGHT) Remember
who your mates are, Ripley.

I'm trying. I'm really trying.

(BRILLIANT MISTAKE BY ELVIS COSTELLO)

# He thought he was the king of America

# Where they pour Coca Cola
just like vintage wine

# Now I try hard
not to become hysterical



# But I'm not sure if I am laughing

# Or crying

# I wish that I could push a button

# And talk in the past

# And not the present tense

# And watch
this hurtin' feeling disappear

# Like it was common sense

# It was a fine idea at the time

# Now it's a brilliant

# Mistake

# He thought he was the king of America

# But it was just a boulevard
of broken dreams

# A trick they do with mirrors
and with chemicals

# The words of love in whispers

# And the acts of love in screams

# I wish that I could push a button

# And talk in the past

# And not the present tense

# And watch this lovin' feeling disappear

# Like it was common sense

# I was a fine idea

# At the time

# Now I'm a brilliant

# Mistake #

The Inland Revenue
have issued a summons

for full payment of the outstanding
tax bill and accumulated fines.

If you don't pay it by tomorrow,

the bailiffs come
and start auctioning your assets.

My escape fund,
but I won't hold that against you.

- This doesn't even start to cover it.
- What do I owe?

About 80,000 all told.

80,000? The robbing bastards!
How did that happen?

It's very easy. You don't pay your bills.
You don't return my calls.

Put the expansion plans on hold,
you might just be able to stay afloat.

- I can't do that.
- Ripley, you don't have a choice anymore.

They will close you down.

I can't do that because I've already spent
the expansion budget on this place.

The only way you can get the money
to build the Casino Hotel

is to build the Casino Hotel
to get the money?

I'm just borrowing from tomorrow.

Haven't you ever heard of it?
It's called economics.

I'm your effing accountant!

Didn't you think you should share
any of this with me?

Well, I didn't want to worry you.

You could remortgage the arcade
for short-term funds,

- though it's not a great idea...
- Then that's what we'll do.

If you're going to get the golden goose,
you've got to slay a few giants!

Not interrupting anything, am I?

We know Mike Hooley died from a blow
to the head with a blunt instrument.

His blood tests turned up stimulants
which speeded up his heartbeat.

So that when he got the head injury,
it sped up the cerebral bleed.

So it were an accident? That's that, then.

- Do you need any help packing?
- It's no accident that he was hit

and that's what killed him.

So I'll be staying around
until I find the man who hit him.

The White Cliff flats behind this arcade.
They're yours, aren't they?

They're in your wife's name, but to all
intents and purposes, they're yours?

Right.

Forensics have found traces
of Mike Hooley's hair and blood

in the White Cliff flats.

Well, in the circumstances,
I won't be charging rent.

So Mike Hooley's body was moved
from your flats to your arcade

by someone who had keys to both.

The keys aren't going to turn up now,
are they?

Why do you say that?

- Only a prick'd hold onto the evidence.
- Perhaps it's a prick I'm looking for.

And you've made a statement
that you sent Danny home in a cab

at around midnight,
so that's him in the clear.

Oh! And...

we've got a witness who saw you
in Romeo's nightclub

at the same time as Mike Hooley.

Said you two had an altercation.

I know where you're getting this shit.

I'd be surprised if you did.

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

I tried so hard not to come.

I thought I'd said everything
the other day.

I hadn't.

I've been scared of your dad
since school.

And when I found out
that you were his daughter...

I know it sounds stupid,
but in my darkest thoughts

- I thought that maybe he'd sent you.
- What?

That's crazy.

I know.

But...

It seemed so unlikely
that somebody like you

would fall for somebody like me.

Anyway...

When you first met me,
what did you see?

- What?
- What did you see?

I saw a beautiful young woman
who laughed at my jokes.

And...

one time your smile stayed
and I thought, for a moment, that maybe

there was something about me
that you found...

What's the point of this, Shyanne?

What you felt then...

that's what's real.

Nothing's changed. It's just you and me.

Not my dad. Not your age.

Just how we feel about each other.

All the rest of it is just stuff.

Just stuff?

Yeah, I was going for the big finish
but I kind of blew it, I think.

You're brilliant, you know that?

And you promise
not to be scared off by him again?

Scared off by him?

After the other day when you started
taking your clothes off in the theatre

it's you I'm scared of.

So somebody killed Mike Hooley

then kept his body in Ripley's flats
for 24 hours?

I imagine that passes for normal
in these parts.

Anybody could have access to those flats.
You ring the doorbell and you're in.

We start with Hailey,
that prostitute, don't we?

No sign of a struggle in her room.
No sign of a struggle full stop.

What if Danny hit him outside the flat,
then needed to stash the body inside?

Danny? Have you seen the size of him?

No, that's far more Ripley's style.

We've got evidence that Danny
was in a fight, not Ripley.

Without a witness I'm not sure
we can say the fight happened at all.

It's a paradox that Wittgenstein
would have a lot to say about.

Let's bring him in for interview.

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Have you thought anymore
about what I was saying about Jim?

I'm getting too old for this lark.

My heart's beating
like I don't know what.

I've just had Carlisle down the arcade.

He knows more about what I own
and what I don't own than I do.

- Someone's filling in the blanks for him.
- Have you ever had that, you know.

When you can talk to a woman dead easy,
make her laugh

and then the minute you start to fancy
her it's like you forget how to speak?

Who was standing
next to me at Romeo's?

Who can put me there?

Jim Allbright. Snitch bastard!

Look, I know you're wrong about him.

You know,
your trouble is you're too trusting.

- I've got a date.
- Oh!

- Any money changing hands?
- No, just a nice, normal woman.

I've forgotten how to behave normally
around a normal woman.

Just do what I do.

If you start feeling intimidated,
imagine her taking a dump.

Why do you have to drag everything
down to the sewer?

Because I feel at home there.

- When is it?
- Tonight.

That's lucky, then.

You can take that shirt back. You look
like a badly wrapped toffee apple.

- Right, that is me done.
- Any interesting calls?

No, nothing too worrying.

Did he ring?

No. I wasn't expecting him to.

Was he blond when he died?

Yeah.

Why do young lads dye their hair?
It never looks nice.

So, do you remember seeing him?

I can't see much at all in here.
It's very cramped.

Yeah.

No wonder you can't digest
your food properly.

Ripley ought to build you
a roomier booth.

I couldn't ask him to do that. He's spent
a fortune on the new machines.

It doesn't help you to untwist
your diaphragm though, does it?

It's good for all of us.

- Yeah, is that what he likes to tell you?
- I mean all of us shareholders.

You're a shareholder? In what?

The arcade.
The Casino Hotel, when it's built.

We all are. Me, Deaf Barry,
Maureen Aurtice and other people.

- People who know about business.
- What sort of people?

You know, his mates.
Pillows of the community.

Right, yeah.
I mean, they'd have to be, wouldn't it?

To invest in a place like this.

- Hello.
- Hello.

What are you doing here?

I was just at a loose end.

Is this it? Is this your husband's arcade?

I don't believe it. Now I'm giving him
my money as well as the love of my life.

Can we talk?

- Yeah, but not here?
- I know somewhere.

It's actually carved out from the cave
under the Tower.

I thought that might be exciting
to a quantity surveyor.

And the fish

seem to stand in line at the window.
It's like they're queuing for something.

Is this what you wanted
to talk to me about?

When I think about you, I feel guilty.

When I saw you just now at the arcade,
I felt guilty.

It's like...

you've become the real relationship
and I'm cheating on you with Ripley.

I don't know
what you want me to say to that.

Well...

Perhaps you could tell me
if you felt anything...

like the same way?

You're married.

You knew that when you dated me.

You knew that when you kissed me.

Did it seem wrong then?

- No.
- What about that stuff you said about...

feeling as though
you'd been waiting for me.

Does it still feel like that
when you look at me now?

You must know it does.

You're going to have to be the one
that walks away this time.

Can we go somewhere
with a few less eyes?

(SKWEEZE ME, PLEEZE ME BY SLADE)

# You know how to skweeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You know how to pleeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You're learnin' it easy

# Whoa, oh, oh

# And I thought you might like to know

# When a girl's meaning yes she says no

# You got rude talk

# You got one walk

# All your jokes are blue

# You got long nails

# You tell tall tales

# Some you think are true

# And there's nowhere to go
you won't go

# If there's nowhere to run, you go slow

# If you move up to me
then I'll show you the way

# Then you'll know

# How to skweeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You know how to pleeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You're learnin' it easy

# Whoa, oh, oh

# And I thought you might like to know

# How to skweeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You know how to pleeze me

# Whoa, oh, oh

# You're learnin' it easy

# Whoa, oh, oh

# And I thought you might like to know

# When a girl's meaning yes,
she says no #

They've turned me down.
My planning application.

They've turned me down! Me!

- They can't.
- They bloody have! Look.

"After due consideration and consultation
with adjacent businesses."

- The ungrateful bastards!
- It doesn't make sense.

It does if someone's bad-mouthing me.

Talk about multiculturals like they talk
about arcade owners, they lock you up.

Maybe they thought
the design would be an eyesore.

An eyesore?
We're building Las bleeding Vegas!

- What're you going to do?
- You're the copper.

Why would I have any sway
with the Enterprise Committee?

They can turn me down because
my arcade attracts unsavoury elements.

One corpse, slightly soiled!
You've got to clear my name.

How many times? It's not my case!
Carlisle's his own man.

You don't get it, do you?

Without the planning permission,
no casino.

Without the casino we're all sunk.

So I'd make it your case if you want
to see your money ever again.

(DOOR SLAMMING SHUT)

Your eyes are blue with...

a small speck of brown.

You've got a birthmark on your calf
that looks like a splash.

Go on.

You've got scars on your arm
from when you started a tattoo

- and then thought better of it.
- Which arm?

Erm...

Your left, on the back of your wrist.

- And?
- And...

I love every inch of you.

And one day when you look at me
and say,

"What am I doing with this old bloke"?

At least I'll have remembered you
all off by heart.

That is not going to happen.

- Let's go for a walk.
- Now?

I just don't want us to hide away.

Like we should be ashamed
or something.

Like it's something seedy.

Although I am kind of getting to like
the seediness.

That's it.
We're definitely going for a walk.

What does it take
to get served round here?

Come on, mate, I just want a bit of whizz.

I can't help you, mate.

How about you show me someone
who can help me?

Come on, I've got to survive a week
in Blackpool.

You're not going to make me do that
without the aid of chemicals, are you?

Follow me.

What you doing in Blackpool?

A sales conference. What about you?

- I'm stuck here.
- You could get out if you wanted to.

- Maybe.
- A sharp lad like you?

- Do you reckon?
- You dress nice, good looking.

I don't know about that.

What?

What?

It's going to liven up
round here, anyway.

Haven't you heard?
It's going to be Las Vegas.

Yeah?

So what do you do
while you're waiting for it to liven up?

Wait there.

(THE BOY WITH THE THORN IN HIS SIDE
BY THE SMITHS)

# The boy with the thorn in his side

# Behind a hatred there lies

# A murderous desire

# For love

# How can they look into my eyes

# And still they don't believe me

# How can they hear me say those words

# Still they don't believe me

# And if they don't believe me now

# Will they ever believe me

# And if they don't believe me now

# Will they ever, they ever, believe me

# Oh no

# The boy with the thorn in his side

# Behind the hatred there lies

# A plundering desire

# For love

# How can they see the love in our eyes

# And still they don't believe us

# And after all this time

# They don't want to believe us

# And if they don't believe us now

# Will they ever believe us

# And when you want to live

# How do you start
Where do you go

# Who do you need to know... #

(DOORBELL RINGING)

- I've got to talk to you.
- It's not really a good time.

- It's important.
- I've got company.

Am I the only one who cares?

I'd neck anything anybody gave me
when I was your age.

Speed, dope, acid,
anything to stop me feeling angry.

Why don't you just arrest me?

Well, I could.

But I'd rather you told me
what you and your dad were doing

on the night Mike Hooley died.

Like Dad told you,
he put me in a taxi at midnight.

I must have been home by half past.

That still gave you time to sell
Mike Hooley some gear.

I didn't sell him any gear.

It's a 3-to-1 chance that you did

because the autopsy came back
and he had cannabis...

and amphetamine sulphate
and amyl nitrate in his system.

Which meant that when he got hit later
that night he dropped like Mr Slinky.

When his head hit the ground he was
only good news for the funeral director.

I didn't hit him.

Well, somebody did.

You'd already seen him at the arcade.

Then your dad had argued with him
at the club

and then you had
maybe sold him some drugs.

It seems you and your dad crossed his
path a few times on the night he died.

He died in one of your dad's bedsits.
He died because somebody hit him.

It wasn't me.

But you know who it was.

Am I correct?

You do, don't you? Deep down.

Somewhere in that pissed up night
you remember

because you would remember
something like that.

It's sitting in your head right now
screaming "Tell him!" at you, isn't it?

You're the man. You're the man.

Come back to me when you've done
some work on your criminal patter?

So, where do you work, Mary?

At Gifts Galore, on the front.

So what happened?

Terry come in
and ask for a shake of your snow storms?

Something like that.

He's a bit of a catch, you know.
He's got plenty to choose from.

So, I'd go that extra mile
if you want to hang on to him.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

- That'll be your cab, love.
- No, I called it for you, Ripley.

- No, I'll take it.
- What?

It's been a lovely evening, Terry.
I'll call you.

About time and all.

- Didn't you hear about a friend in need?
- Thanks a million!

We've been turned down for
planning permission for the casino hotel.

- What do you think about that?
- I don't care.

You will, when you're left with a falling
down B&B with a fancy bathroom.

For one evening, I don't care.

We were getting along, me and her.
We were talking.

Yeah, I want to talk. All right?

I want to talk about Vegas turning over
four million thousand dollars a year.

And I want to ask what's so wrong
with wanting a slice of that?

So I want to talk. All right?

Yes, but you don't want to listen,
do you?

That's why it was so nice
talking to a woman for a change.

It is before you've shagged them. But
that's your cock playing the ventriloquist.

For the first time since Elaine left me
I felt, you know, all right.

Like I used to
before my life turned to shit.

If I don't get planning permission
for the casino hotel,

you'll be taking a plunge
in the sewage farm.

Yes, and do you know why?
Because I listen to you.

Somewhere in everything that's gone
wrong, somehow or other,

you are always there.

What's the opposite of a lucky mascot?
That's you, that is!

Oh, yeah?

And who picked up the pieces for you
after the divorce?

Who was there for you then?

Yeah, and there for my wife, too,
according to the rumours.

I never fancied Elaine.

Maybe not before the boob job.

You don't want to drive an old transit
just 'cause it's got new headlamps.

I could come back to yours for a while.

- I've got to work tomorrow.
- Go on.

This is what it's like going out
with an old man.

You've been warned. Go on.

(STEVE EXCLAIMS)

(GRUNTING IN PAIN)

You still up?

I couldn't sleep.

You don't drink enough.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Bearing up?

Yeah.

You know the first machine
I ever bought?

- Space Invader.
- The Holy Grail.

The first baby since pinball

that you put money in
without wanting to win anything back.

I saw it and I knew.

And that's how I got started.

And it was all so simple.

And I spent what I earned.

If I didn't have it, I didn't spend it.

So simple, you know.

No mortgage, no wife, no kids.
Simple. Simple. Simple.

Not that I'm saying I regret...

What I'm saying is...

responsibility...

changes you.

It makes you do things
that you might not normally do.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

Ah! Deputy Chief Inspector Allbright.

Nice to see you taking
an avuncular interest.

We'll all be grateful
when you tie this one up.

- We?
- The whole town.

We don't need bad publicity
putting off the tourists.

Especially a new investment
like Ripley Holden's Arcade.

There's no doubting that.

I imagine an arcade needs
a clean reputation

to get planning permission
for a casino hotel.

You heard about
the planning permission, then?

Young Blythe here's like a terrier
on the research side.

I'm not unsympathetic
to a businessman's plight.

Glad to hear it.

I think if I had money tied up
in Ripley Holden's business,

I'd want to ensure that any...

inconvenient obstacles to its success
were removed.

Well, who wouldn't?

I might even be tempted
to provide a false alibi,

if that's what it took.

Now what type of man would do that?

I don't know.

The type of man who's easily bought?

I suppose I've got you to thank for this,
have I?

What is it?

Don't pretend you don't know.

We'll just appeal the planning
permission, we'll get there in the end.

Never underestimate
the power of prayer.

All this will be casino hotels, Hallworth.

Gambling is Blackpool,
so why pick on me?

You think I objected
to your planning permission?

Do you really think
they'd take any notice of me?

No, thanks.

If you can't enjoy yourself in this life,

you're not exactly best placed
to enjoy paradise when you get there.

For a non-believer,
you're very concerned about

getting to heaven, aren't you?

Maybe I'll be one of those
last-minute converts

that the shepherd rejoices over
more than the 99 that never went astray.

But then you'd be missing out on having
Jesus on your side in your lifetime.

I look at you and I look at me

and I just might be able to live with that.

- You're very cynical.
- No, I think you're the cynical one.

If I do something good, I do it
because I think it's the right thing to do.

If you do it, it's to please God.

When did you last do something good?

This morning,
when I opened the doors of this place

and let people in to have a good time.

When did you last do something good
which didn't benefit you?

I give to charity all the time.

That's just so you don't have to get
your own hands dirty.

So if I did something good,

something for somebody else,
do you think my luck might change?

Then you wouldn't be doing it
for someone else, would you?

No. Believe me, this time I would.

Can I have a word?

- How's your coffee?
- Fine, thanks.

I was a bit pissed off last night.

I realised that.

I'd had a bit to drink so I think
I might have gone a bit too far.

Things I said about Terry.

I'm not going to judge Terry
by what you say about him.

No, but you might judge him
on the mates he keeps

and I know
I didn't make a good impression.

You might think Terry's not a nice bloke
and he is.

I know that.
I was planning on calling him.

Were you? Great. When?

Do you think I'm going to tell you
after last night?

Fair enough. Fair enough.

So, have you shagged every woman
in Blackpool over forty?

More or less.

But Terry doesn't need to know
that I'm one of them, does he?

No.

A bloke doesn't like to drink out of
a dirty cup, does he? I mean, no offence.

None taken.

I've caught Ripley in a lie
and he knows it.

I've got the son knowing that
we're onto his dad.

And I've got Allbright doing
his impression of a whipped pup.

- And Ripley's wife?
- What about her?

Have you worked out what she's hiding?

I don't think she's hiding anything.
Don't think she's involved.

What you saying?
She doesn't know he's a villain?

- She married young.
- She stayed with him, didn't she?

You don't know
what you're talking about.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Hi.

I'm on site.

Of course. Where do you want me to be?

I haven't done this since...

You haven't done this ever, I hope.

Not this.

I mean, this.

Been away from the world.

Forgotten everything.

What do you need to forget?

A husband who lies to me

and who I'm cheating on
for the first time in my life.

A daughter who's dating a man
her dad's age...

and a son who stays out all night.
Is that enough for starters?

A bit wild is he, your boy?

No.

That's the funny thing,
I don't think he is.

- But he stays out all night.
- No, I'm exaggerating.

It was this party that we had because
Ripley was opening the new arcade.

I think he just got a bit fed up of Ripley
getting all the attention.

- And who wouldn't?
- Big party, was it?

Hm. Yeah.

There isn't any other kind
as far as Ripley's concerned.

It's one of the great things about him.

He knows how to celebrate.

You know when I said I wanted to know
everything about you?

Yeah.

I didn't mean everything.

Are you jealous?

I'm jealous of everybody who is with you
when I'm not with you,

everybody who passes you in the street.

Yeah, you could say I'm jealous.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

That's my phone.

- Leave it.
- I can't.

- Leave it!
- I can't.

I didn't know who else to call.

You should have called me straight away,
of course you should.

What are the doctors saying?

Steve was scared of Dad already.

I should have listened to him.

What do you mean?

You don't think your dad beat Steve up,
do you?

You can't really think that.

I don't want you here if you're going to
stand there and pretend.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

Terry Corlette's only gone
and got himself a girlfriend.

Not bad looking, either.
He's punching above his weight.

- What's wrong?
- I've been at the hospital.

Why? What's the matter?
Are you all right? Is it the kids?

Shyanne's boyfriend got beaten up,
suspected fractured skull.

I didn't even know she had a boyfriend.

Steve. She's been seeing Steve again.

She lied to us.

Do you want to know how badly
he was hurt or do you already know?

Oh!

If you tell me what it is you want
to hear, I'd be only too glad to say it.

Did you have anything to do
with beating Steve up?

No, I didn't. But I wish I bloody well had.

Your dad was one of the wild lads
at school.

He did a bit of fighting, a bit of bullying.
Nobody in particular.

Just anyone who got in his way, really.

And that was you?

No.

I don't remember us ever even speaking
before it happened.

What happened?

He... shoved letters through the doors
of about six kids at the school.

Addressed to their parents.

Every one of them saying something bad
about their son.

You know, "Your kid smokes".
"Your kid's a poof". That kind of thing.

And what did he say on yours?

It just said,

"Steve Lomas bullies me.

"That's why I had to do this".

What did he mean? Do what?

Just straight after
he'd posted the six letters

your dad tried to kill himself.

Dad?

No, that can't be right.

He got out of it on cider
and lay down on the railway line

but somebody came and found him.

Dragged him off the line
before the train came.

But I'd know.

I'd know if he was the type
to try and kill himself.

Maybe he was then.

He said you'd been bullying him?

His idea of a joke, I think.

I must have weighed about three stone.

So why did he choose you?

I don't know. I never found out.

He never came back to school.

And I was left with this name for myself,

this monster
who'd driven this poor kid to suicide.

And everybody believed him.

My mates, my mum and dad.

(SIGHING)

What I couldn't get over,
what drove me mental,

was I don't know what I did to deserve it.

Why don't you ask him now?

Because I could tell, when I met him
again after all those years...

he hasn't changed.

And he'd love it that it's been
in my head all this time.

- Are you all right?
- Fine, yeah.

Is that fine yeah,
as in mind your own business

- or do you want me to ask you more?
- I said I was fine, didn't I?

I always had this idea...

that my children would be able
to talk to me about anything.

I know what it's like to carry
a guilty secret around inside, you know.

I was interviewed by the police.

Okay. When was this?

A few days ago.

And what had you been doing?

This copper is trying to say that
I had a fight with the bloke who died.

He picked me up again the other night.
He isn't going to let it go.

Can't Jim Allbright put him right?

Jim doesn't know him.
He's not from round here.

Right, what's his name?

Why? What do you want to know for?

Is he an inspector or a sergeant or what?

See. I knew you'd get like this.

I can find out and I'll sort it out.

That's exactly why I didn't tell you.

Trust me. I'll sort it out.

Excuse me. I'm looking for an officer,
he's in charge of the Mike Hooley case.

That's all I know, I'm sorry.

It'd be D.I. Carlisle you want.
He's working on it.

Just through there.

Thank you.

When I said I wanted your help

I didn't mean by losing your cash
on my machines.

I had a chat with Carlisle.

I think it's better if I take my money
out of this place.

- So how does that help?
- I'm your alibi.

Carlisle will never believe me if he finds
out I've got money tied up with you.

You've bottled it.

It's blokes like you that are talking us
into a recession.

- I'm doing this 'cause we're mates.
- I know why you're doing it.

- I don't keep cash on the premises.
- Any time it suits you, Ripley. No rush.

No, spare me the interest free credit
and easy terms. You're not buying a sofa.

I'm doing you a favour here.

You know,
one day you'll stand outside here

and there'll be pink colonnades, statues,
barmen dressed as gladiators and shit

and the sound of money
falling 24 hours a day.

And you'll stand there
with a sick grin on your face

feeling like the man
who passed on The Beatles.

You'll be a walking hard-luck story.

Yeah? But I'll know I did the right thing.

Listen to Jimmy Stewart all of a sudden.

- Hiya.
- Hi.

What's wrong? What is it?

I just wanted to see you.

I just wanted to look at you.

- Yeah, I miss you as well.
- Do you?

Of course.
I can't think about anything else.

What do you think
is happening here, Peter?

I don't know. I just want it to carry on.

- Don't do that.
- Why not?

Because it hurts too much.

Both of us having
to pretend all the time.

- Keeping this secret.
- Yeah, I know.

It always leads to more and more secrets,
doesn't it?

Until you forget which is the truth
and which is the lie.

What is it, Natalie? What's happened?

Kiss me.

- What? Here? Now?
- Yes.

Like you really mean it.

(THE SECRETS THAT YOU KEEP BY MUD)

# I've only got myself to blame

# I played a losing game

# I lie awake and call your name

# All I own is just a picture
in a broken frame

# It seemed so hard for me to share

# It's even harder
now that you're not there

# Now, baby

# I'm losing sleep
over the secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep
over the secrets that you keep

# I lie awake at night

# Not knowing where you are

# You know it don't seem right

# That you could be so far away from me

# Oh

# Secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep
over the secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep

# Over the secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep

# Over the secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep

# Over the secrets that you keep

# I'm losing sleep

# Over the secrets that you keep... #

- Does that feel like I meant it?
- Yeah.

You're good. I'll give you that.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Good day?

I wouldn't know.
I've forgotten what a good day looks like.

So you don't want to know
what sort of day I've had, then?

So when you said "good day"

it was a trick question so that you could
pick me up when I didn't ask you back.

We need to be more honest
with each other.

Any more honest than this
and we'll be at each other's throats.

I mean it.

- You start.
- What's got into you?

And what are you looking so shaky
about? Your mum find your porn mags?

What?

What is it?

Hey, love.

I'm really gutted about what happened
to Steve. How is he?

Are you not going to have anything
to eat?

I'd better go and have a word.

Why do you have to go running after her
all the time?

And why are you being like this?

I wouldn't hurt anyone
that meant that much to you.

No.

You'd just tell someone else to,
that's how it works, isn't it?

I can't believe you'd think
I'd do something like this.

- Come on, it's me. Your dad.
- So?

It turns out there's a lot of things
I don't know about my dad.

What's that supposed to mean?

Steve's been filling me in
on your past, at school.

The notes.

You trying to kill yourself.
You know, the small stuff.

He told you about that, did he?

Don't say it like it's nothing.

Well, it's...

It was a long time ago.

You tried to kill yourself
and you've forgotten all about it?

I was a teenager!

You know, my dad was a religious nutter.

My mum hadn't got out of bed for six
weeks because Elvis Presley had died.

Just stupid teenager, messed up.

I'm sorry you had to learn it
from somebody else. I didn't want that.

None of this means
that I had Steve beaten up, does it?

And is that it? That's your explanation?
End of story.

Why are you behaving like this?

When did I ever lie to you, eh?

You don't fool me, Dad.

Come on, Shyanne.

Me and you...

we've always understood each other,
haven't we?

It's always been me and you.

You're my daughter, for God's sake.

Not now I'm not.

Not anymore.

She looked at me
like she didn't even know me.

She's been like that with me all her life.
You'll get used to it.

I feel like she's hit me. Right here.

People get rejected.

People say things they don't mean.

People lie. People cheat.
People hurt each other.

Why is any of this news to you?

Thank you, Julie Andrews.

Now just give us a quick chorus
of My Favourite Things

and I'll be well and truly cheered up.

You must have said stuff
when you were a teenager.

All those rows
you must have had with your dad.

That were different. He deserved it.

Have you been on a diet or something?

You look different.

No.

I'm just tired.

What's wrong?

Nothing, I...

I just can't switch as quickly as you can

from worrying about the kids
to, you know, us.

It's easy.

I'll show you.

You turning me down?

Danny's still up. He might hear us.

(DANNY) Dad can be a bit of a twat
sometimes, can't he?

You don't mean that.
You're all over him.

I am not.

Yes, you are. And he treats you like shit.

He doesn't.

Why are you sticking up for him
after what he's done?

I don't think Dad beat up Steve.

He wouldn't do that.

Sure.

Like he didn't beat up that bloke
they found dead in the arcade?

Come on, you don't believe he did that,
do you?

Do you?

Dad had been drinking.

He had keys and the alarm code.

The guy had been winding Dad up
at the opening.

Anybody could have taken the keys.

You know and I know
that office is always locked.

And sooner or later
someone's going to tell the coppers.

It won't be you, will it?

Not me.

But someone.

And do you know what?

Right now, I'm glad.

I think he deserves everything he gets.

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Danny?
What are you doing down here, cock?

I've come to see Carlisle.

What? Has he called you in
for an interview again?

No.

I came on my own.
I've got something to communicate.

Where's your dad?

He doesn't know I'm here.

And your solicitor? What are you doing?

I'm just going to talk to Carlisle.

Like I should have done
when this all started.

Don't move, all right? Don't move.

He didn't call ahead?

No. The desk sergeant said
he just turned up.

- Has he got a solicitor?
- He says he doesn't want one.

We've got the social worker on his way.

- No mention of his dad?
- He doesn't want his dad here.

No, of course he doesn't. This is it.

We just sit there and listen.
I knew he'd come around.

Didn't realise it would be this quick.

Ripley? Natalie? It's Jim again.

Where the hell are you?
Ring me when you get this message.

It's about Danny.
He's shown up at the police station.

One of you needs to get down here.

He says he's going to talk to Carlisle.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

Come on. Answer, you bastard.

- Do you know any good solicitors?
- Let's worry about that later.

Did he give you any idea
what he was going to say?

No. He was just blank. Staring into space.

He's always like that, isn't he?
He's a teenager. Give me more than that.

Why would he want to speak to Carlisle
without you there?

(TYRES SCREECHING)

Did you come down here voluntarily,
Danny?

Yes, I did.

So what do you want to tell us?

Before, when I told you
about the bloke in the arcade...

Mike Hooley, the victim. This man?

Yeah.

I lied.

And why did you do that, Danny?

Because of my dad.

Okay. I know this is difficult.

Because I wanted my dad
to be proud of me.

I can understand that.
Anybody could understand that.

So what do you want to tell us now,
about your dad?

I killed Mike Hooley.

You killed him? I don't think
that's really true, is it Danny?

I sold him drugs and then I had a fight
with him. About money.

You have to think about
what you're saying, son.

You could be in a lot of trouble
if you stick to this story.

I killed him. I sold him drugs,
I beat him up.

I killed him.

(FAST-PACED INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)