Five Days (2007–2010): Season 1, Episode 1 - Day One - full transcript

(theme music playing )

Pilot on P.A.: lf you would like to adjust
your watches, ladies and gentlemen,

Iocal time here
in London is 20 past 4:00.

And we've got a fine
summer's day for you.

( sighs )

Come on, dreamboat,
we'll be late.

- Chop chop.
- Chop chop!

Barbara:
I still think you're mad.

Oh, Mom, it'll be
so lovely for the kids.

Well, it's time
I was off home.

Listen, about today--
thanks again.



I know it's a lot to ask.

What time is it, actually?

It's 16:30
on Thursday the 27th,

and this is Defne Topcu
in corporate communications.

I've got no media updates for you at this
time today, but if anything happens

- throughout the evening...
- Anyone else gagging for one?

...we will update the tape.

So please keep listening.

You'll get muscles on top of your muscles
if you're not careful, Tops.

( chuckles )
Oh, I wish.

Sarah: No, they want me to find
someone who can start immediately.

They're paying 37 to 40k
and a fabulous package.

I've got an in-depth spec.
Shall l--

Okay, email you
in a couple of minutes.



- Leanne: Tanya!
- Rosie: We're gonna be late for Greats.

- Leanne: Tan!
- Ethan: Hurry up!

- Leanne: Tanya!
- What?!

We've got to go right now
or they'll be shut.

Do I have to?

I have got homework,
you know.

Well then talk to her, Babble,
you know, mother to daughter.

Well, as if that
will do any good.

I will then.
I'll talk to her.

Oh, now look,
it's clouding over.

Anyway, I've told her already
just because I'm retired

doesn't mean I've got time
to look after the smelly blessed thing.

- I don't mind.
- Neither have you.

( door slams )

Ethan:
Will they be shut, Mommy?

Leanne:
They know we're coming.

Hey, I spy with
my little eye

something
beginning with "F."

"F?"

"F."

- Rosie: Flowers!
- Leanne: Clever girl.

Shall we get some
on the way back?

Because we know who loves
his flowers, don't we?

( groaning )

Oh, God.

Right.

( water trickling )

He says it's okay
just this once,

as long as it's
housetrained

and they make sure
they keep it on a lead.

( sighs )

That's a result, Vic.

Thank you, Hazel.
You are so kind, Hazel.

( clattering )

I hope you manage a smile
for Leanne when she gets here.

- ( dogs barking )
- Leanne: You still like her then?

Look, she's got all brown fur
and brown eyes.

So who's going to be
taking her for a walk then?

- Both: Me!
- That will be me then.

You know, if it doesn't
work out for any reason,

then you can just bring her
straight back.

My life wouldn't
be worth living.

Thanks for staying
open for us.

That's really
no problem.

( sighs )

I...

I went on that
treadmill yesterday.

It seemed
a bit creaky to me.

You know, underfoot.

I reported it
and everything,

but they weren't
interested.

Matt:
Okay, sweetie.

As long as she lets me
tickle her tummy too.

( laughs )

Matt, Matt--
this treadmill.

Oh, sorry, mate.
I'll catch you later, okay?

Popular, me today.

So, well...

what would you say
is the secret

of your long
and happy marriage?

Hazel:
Don't take it personally, love.

Okay, big smiles now.

It's all a load
of bollocks.

Hazel:
Oh, simmer down, Vic.

You know she always
gets here in the end.

Because I don't know
what to believe.

Ethan, be careful
with her!

Yeah, well, I still got
that rusty penknife somewhere.

Don't forget.
Fine.

Who were you
talking to, Mom?

Only Daddy.

Come on, guys,
look at the time.

And I'm like,
"Hello? I live here."

I know. My dad, right,
he looks at me

and he goes, "Yeah, but-- no, but--"
He thinks he's so witty.

But at least
he is your dad.

- So she says.
- ( laughs )

Jaime:
Hey, look.

Oh no.

Oh my God,
there he is.

My mom says all her mates
at the gym fancy him.

Oh, but that's so gross.

- ( laughs )
- ( groans )

Leanne: No Ethan, we're late for your
great granddaddy already.

- Ethan: But Mom.
- Leanne: I said no.

Anyway, there's too much
traffic out there.

Look at all the cars.

It's dangerous.

You stay here in the car with your sister.
Gem will look after you.

Then we'll go and see your Greats,
and then we'll go home to Daddy.

Two minutes.

( chuckles )
Yeah, right.

One minute,
two minutes...

( together )
...three minutes, four minutes.

Now you two stay together
and do not move.

Not an inch,
all right?

Gem, you're in charge.

I might have the 10p.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Rosie: What are you doing?
We're not allowed.

Come back!

( sobbing )

( woman singing )

Where's Mommy?
Where's Mommy?

Still waiting,
are we?

"Don't worry," they said.
"Don't worry."

But I know she would have telephoned
if she was going to be late.

Yeah, well you tell them.

( sighs )

Yeah, all right.
Right.

Operator:
What age did you say she is?

( phones ringing )

- ( keyboards clacking )
- What was she wearing?

Operator #2:
I'm sorry, sir--

Operator: I don't know.
He did sound very worried.

I think we should
send someone.

Come on, she's got both
her kids with her

and they're half an hour
late to go visit Great Granddad.

She's gone shopping.

Send a neighborhood unit?

( operator #2 sighs )

Yep.

Okay, show me attending.

Anything else comes up,
I'll take it.

Gary: Your timing always
was bloody terrible.

They're streamlining
across the board,

and there's no way the army's
going to spend money now

- on freelance fitness trainers.
- ( groans )

Plus I'm already
signed off.

( sighs )

- Less than three months left to do.
- You're kidding me, right?

Had enough of it, mate.

Okay, you join up knowing there
might be a body bag at the end of it,

but now they're
taking the piss.

You'll miss it.
You know that.

- You've done all right.
- ( chuckles )

Yeah, come in.
The water's lovely

and the streets are
paved with gold.

I see myself as
a personal trainer actually.

All those rich fat women.

( laughs )

Okay, hold on.

So you're asking me
to get you work?

- ( children shouting )
- ( chuckles )

( doorbell rings )

Rosie:
I'm tired. I want Mommy.

I'll leave you behind, Rosie.
I will.

I don't care.
Get off me!

( doorbell rings )

You're a bit small to be
out on your own, aren't you?

Little girl like you.
You want some help?

Hey, leave her alone!

- Get off her!
- Ow!

Man:
Little bastards.

What do you want?

He's done this before,
you know.

What, rung the police?

No, but he's made
the biggest fuss.

He's really old.
Like, 85 or something.

And Mom's like,
"I've got three kids.

- How can I ever get anywhere on time?"
- Give him a rocket, will she?

Don't worry, okay?

Just ask her to call me
when she gets in.

Okay?

- ( door shuts )
- ( engine starts )

( car approaching )

Man:
Hello, that's a nice doggy.

- What's her name?
- We're not allowed to talk to strange men.

I'm not a strange man.
I know your daddy,

and your mommy.

Are you going to tell me
her name or what?

Her name's Gem.

Why don't I take you
to see your mommy?

You'll be late
for your tea.

( dog barking )

Ready?
Five, six, seven, eight.

And one, two.
Come on, Gary.

And one, two,
three, four,

five, six,
seven, eight.

And, and punch,
and punch.

And punch,
and punch.

And one, two,
three, four, five.

Dig deep!

What was that?

What am l?
Billy bloody Elliott?

See, what you need is a natural sense
of rhythm like me.

The only black guy
on the planet with two left feet.

Shut up.

Danielle, meet Gary,
built for strength, not speed.

- Oh, suits me.
- You want to watch her, Gaz.

- She doesn't take no for an answer.
- No? What's that then?

- ( chuckles )
- I hope you're not looking for your 8:30,

- 'cause she canceled.
- What?

Yeah, got a cold apparently.
"Frightfully sorry."

Still think you're
going to like my life?

You need two weeks
on a sunny beach.

Yeah, where is that
lottery ticket again?

Or I could show you
my photos of me in my bikini

in Lanzarote again.

Sexual harassment.

( man singing on TV )

( Emma giggling )

- Hi.
- Oh, hi, Tops.

Left you some takeaway.

Oh, don't take
any notice of her.

( Emma giggling )

- ( ringing )
- Come on, come on.

Pick up, pick up,
pick up.

Oh God, come on.
Answer me.

( sighs )

Operator: The person
you are calling is not available.

Please leave
a message after the--

( sighs )

( cell phone ringing )

Tanya: Hi, it's me again.
Just wondering.

You'll never guess
what Greats has done now.

He's only put
the police on to you.

I know he's old, but he's mad,
isn't he? It's embarrassing.

What's for dinner?

Only can you
call me, Mom?

( beeps )

( toaster rattles )

( phone rings )

Mom?

She's not here.

- ( music playing on TV )
- Why didn't you call me earlier?

You don't own her.
She can go where she likes. I thought

- you were supposed to be going with her.
- I had homework.

Yeah, right.
Model student.

Don't shout at me!
Don't be horrible! It's not my fault!

Always shouting at me.

- ( ringing )
- ( dogs barking )

( beeps )

Francis: Thank you for calling
the animal shelter.

If you leave your name
and number--

( beeps )

( dialing )

- What time did they leave?
- Don't know.

Didn't notice. I was
doing my project, innit?

Speak English, Tanya.

Oh, for God's sake.
Why don't they answer?

They never answer at night. They're always
playing cards or something.

That's what Greats
says anyway.

You know he moans
about them.

Hello? Yes, is Vic Marsham
there, please?

Well, wake him up then.

She said to call
when Mom get back.

Look, my name
is Matt Wellings.

- He's my wife's grandfather.
- Matt?

Okay, look,
I've heard enough.

Look, put
your manager on.

Look, I'm not adopting
a tone of voice.

Look, please,
Leanne hasn't come home.

She's got
our kids with her.

I need to know,
do you have a way

of checking if she came
to see her grandfather today?

Please,
it's really important.

Thank you.
( sighs )

I don't know why
she came back last time.

I so would not have.

Tanya, not now, okay?

Let's just do one thing
at a time. Thank you.

No?

Oh, okay.

( sighs )

I'd have told you before,
if you'd let me get a word in.

Farnes:
Red car.

Registration number
Juliet 658 Lima

Charlie Victor.
Yeah.

Okay, if I get any more
I'll call you back.

Right, Mr. Wellings.

I've recorded her details
on what we call an open log,

and a missing persons report
has gone on the Police National Computer.

Now, both have been
circulated to all units,

which means that all officers
out and about tonight

will be keeping
a lookout, okay?

Yeah, okay,
thanks.

Is there any chance
she could have come back here,

gone out again?

Matt: Tanya was here
the whole time.

( sarcastic )
She had homework.

I was just at the shops.
Jesus!

Tanya, do you mind if I have
a word with your dad in private?

He's not my dad.

Farnes:
I was just wondering--

is there a friend she might
be visiting? Family?

Her mother?

I haven't rung them yet.

It's not fair
to worry them.

Look at you,
pleased with yourself.

Mmm, go on.

Be a devil.

Well, just a smidge then.

Mmm.

Lovely, John.

Maybe a bit runny.

About 65 quid's worth there,
I reckon.

You're very clever.
I'll do the labels in the morning.

Oh, go on.
Come to the market with me.

I could do with a bit of totty
to attract the customers.

Oh honey, you know
I'm not a market sort of person.

( radio chatter )

It's too close. Your cordon's
too close to the car.

I don't want any arguments.

Barclay: If the car had broken down,
she'd have phoned for help, surely.

Maybe she stopped
to let the kids out for a wee.

And if someone had flagged her down,
they'd have taken the car with them in it.

- Barclay: Those cameras.
- Beam: Oh, yeah.

Yeah, there should be some CCTV footage
from the bridge as well.

Barclay:
So why did she stop here?

Useless bloody planks.

Did we get that dog shelter bloke
out of bed yet?

Beam: No.

Right, I'll go and bollock
somebody, shall l?

Yeah, pass it on.
Why don't you?

- All right.
- Mr. Barclay?

- Nothing to see here.
- I'm the duty press officer, sir.

- We have met. Defne Topcu.
- Okay.

Tops. So, how do you
want to play this?

Need me to buy you some time
or press the button immediately?

- ( scoffs )
- What?

Nothing, Tops.
You carry on.

Well, it seems to me like the community
impact assessment

- is going to be a biggie.
- If she's attractive, yes.

So do we want publicity
at this stage or not?

Or should I just prepare
an "if asked" holding statement?

It's just there could be a lot of interest,
it being a mother and two children.

See, the problem with any kidnapping
hypothesis is whoever took them

would have had to wrestle
with three humans and a dog.

Tops:
A dog?

What, story just jumped straight
on the front page, did it?

Come on, let's
go see the family.

Come on, what?

My hair's wet.

I've got
tracky bottoms on.

How high up the list
of their priorities

do you think your wardrobe's
going to be tonight?

Never arrived on time
for anything in her life.

But it's only 'cause,

well, you know,

she gets enthusiastic
about stuff.

She gets waylaid.

She--

- Free spirit?
- Not that one.

She'll give me hell
if you use that one.

There is one with just the three
of them in here somewhere.

I know you,
don't l?

- Here you go.
- You've seen me at the gym maybe.

Yeah.

I didn't have it framed

because Rosie didn't like
the way her hair looked.

We had those done last Christmas
for their grandparents.

My God, how can you just sit here
talking about Christmas?

Foster: This is a very worrying
time for you all.

And you, you sat here
in the warm

talking in
a stupid soft voice

as if that's going to make us
stop panicking.

- Do something!
- Tanya, Tanya.

There's a whole team assembling
out there. Now the minute it's light--

You can't wait
until it's light.

It's cold out there. Rosie had
the sniffles this morning.

Can you not
make a fuss, Tan?

Please.

Just for once
in your life?

Rosie is five years old.

( siren wails )

Hey hey, where are you
off to?

Going to look for my mom.
Don't touch me!

Don't touch me.

You want to know the most useful thing
you can do for your mom?

You're doing it, Tanya.
Sitting in there with your dad

telling the detective sergeant
everything you can think of.

Like you'd say that if it was your mom
and your little brother and sister.

And I think you must have noticed
he's not my dad. Like, he's black.

Okay, but it's nighttime.
What are you gonna see, girl?

- You think this is fucking funny, do you?
- No, no.

Tanya, let's make everyone
some sandwiches, yeah?

Oh, please.

Do you want to leave
the family liaison to us?

Do you have any idea where
your wife might have gone?

Unlikely places
as well as likely ones?

Is there someone she might
have gone to see?

Anyone she might have
taken the children to see?

Is there any history
of emotional trouble?

Can you tell me
anything at all

that might help me understand
her state of mind?

Mr. Wellings...

I'm sorry
to ask you this,

but is there a chance she might
be seeing someone else?

Okay.

Okay, I know you've
got a job to do.

I'm gonna try and answer
your questions,

but maybe...

maybe we should get off
on the right foot.

I love Leanne.

She loves me.
We love our kids.

There's no trouble
between us.

There's no secrets.

I just want you
to find my family.

Is there anyone
I can call for Tanya?

Anyone who can
come help out?

You did put the bread
in the bag?

She's never got
anything in that fridge.

Eat when you're hungry,
drink when you're dry. That's Leanne.

I mean, it's all
very well,

but not once
you're a mother.

And don't-- don't tell me
not to worry.

That's what mothers do.

Man: Bonjour vous estes bien
chez Marie-Helen et Daf,

nous ne sommes
pas la pour le moment

mais laisseznous un message
apres le BlP sonore,

nous vous rappelerons
des que possible. Merci.

( beeps )

It's me again.

It's nearly midnight now.
Where are you?

I don't know if anyone
is going to eat them.

Your last lot
is still on the table.

I'm not making sandwiches.
I'm making toast.

- Everyone eats toast.
- Not a criticism, love.

Matt: Tanya?

Any good?

Did you get through
to your dad?

He's still out.

Are you sure you're leaving messages
on the right number?

Duh.

- Hey, Tanya.
- What?

Look, I think your mom
will be really pleased

if you and me just looked
after each other for a bit.

Okay?

Grandpa's strawberry!
Your favorite! Yummy!

You're all just
doing my head in.

- Tanya--
- ( stomping )

( door opens )

Hello,
is that you, love?

( door closes )

Kyle?

There's sausages
in the fridge.

I've got those fags for you
in the back of my van.

Oh, thanks, sweetheart.

Oh, love,
what have you done?

- Let me have a look at that.
- No, don't fuss.

Go on.

I'll bring you
a cup of tea.

All right.

I think he'd like us
to say yes.

What, spend a night
in their bed?

- We're not going to sleep a wink anyway.
- I want to get home, John.

We'll be back
first thing.

I'll bring the breakfast.

Okay, thanks
for everything.

Barclay: The trouble is,
the more attractive the woman,

the more fuss all these journalists
want to make.

Yes, and the more help
they can be to your investigation.

Well, possibly.

- Sarge.
- Yeah.

Tops: I'm getting the message
pretty loud and clear

that you don't
like the press, sir.

- Barclay: lain.
- What?

Call me lain.

Obviously, lain,

we don't yet know
how serious this is.

It has the potential
to be massive.

Two little kids.
Yes, the dog is a plus.

And then...

You know him,
I'm told.

Only by sight.
He's ex-army.

- Meaning?
- All the girls love him.

All the girls
except Amy.

Well, maybe he's
telling the truth

and they're "love's young dream,
and no secrets between us,"

but he's got a theory,
has Matthew Wellings,

- and he's not inclined to share it with me.
- ( knocking )

Oh, guv, guv,
this is Simone Farnes.

She went out
on the original call.

- You wanted to see me, sir?
- Foster: Thanks.

Family-liaison trained,
I hear?

I went on the course,

but since then I've only dealt
with road traffic fatalities.

I'll speak to your
superintendent

and get you seconded
to the room.

Okay.

Defne Topcu.

Luften uc bira getir ve

gorebilirim yemek
listesini?

How come you
speak Turkish?

I can order a beer
on seven continents.

So, press conference
in the morning then?

Barclay:
Not until we know who she is.

She's a stonking great
story, is who she is.

But who is she really?

What is her real
and secret life?

And where has she taken
those children?

Foster: There.

She hasn't taken
them anywhere.

She left those children
on their own.

( knocking )

Tanya?

She ran away from me once.
She was nine years old.

She gave me such
a telling off

because I threw away
her favorite shoes,

even though they didn't
fit her at all.

They were,

oh, awful things.

Silver.
( laughing )

She stayed out all night.
All night.

- It was the worst night of my life.
- Tanya: No, no!

Of course,
I'm the sort of person

you have to be
five minutes late,

and I'm dusting down my black hat
and choosing the hymns.

She'd never do that!
You're lying! You're lying!

There's nothing that could make
my mom leave her children.

( sobbing )

( radio chatter )

Why don't you let me
deal with this?

I had to go to the petrol station
up past the bridge.

- It's a very strange color.
- I won't inhale.

Beam: And behold, a little flock of cuddly
Community Support Officers.

That's what happens
when they send

the proper search team off
for yet another training exercise.

- We end up drowning in dickheads.
- It gets worse.

You do know
the SlO is plastic.

What, he's not a real detective?
He kept that quiet.

Beam: lain Barclay was
a uniformed inspector in traffic

until five years ago.

When he took the uniform off
and went to detective training school

the closest he'd been
to a real murder

was page three of "The Daily Telegraph."
100% plastic.

Where do you
learn this stuff?

- I'm a real detective.
- Yeah.

- Barclay: Amy?
- All right, guv?

Can you get everyone
to stop what they're doing?

Everybody just
stand still, please.

This means you.
Stop what you're doing now.

This man works
at the petrol station.

He was parked down there,
just where your cars are now.

Barclay: The cars at the other
end of the lay-by?

Attendant: As if it isn't hard
enough for me

to shift flowers
off my forecourt

without competition
from the likes of him.

Leanne stopped
to buy flowers.

Off a wagon
that was parked

outside our cordon.

- We extended the scene.
- Not far enough.

If we are looking
at an abduction,

and I don't think we're in much
doubt now that we are,

the only footprints that we're going
to find here are our own.

- Morning.
- They haven't had their breakfast yet.

Yeah I know, I'm sorry.
But I forgot to ask their ages

and my boss will
pull my head off.

What?

Great yarn, listen.

Rawdon.

There's a woman gone missing
with her two kids and the dog.

This golden
wedding of yours...

She's 81.
He's 87.

In my day, if the old buggers
didn't say anything interesting,

- we made it up.
- Why did you put it on the front page?

Because I'm about
to go to press.

Because I draw the line at any more
pictures of that bloody MP.

And because you're a crap journalist,
but you take a nice snap.

Who'd you take this off?

Her granddad. He's in the same home
as the old buggers.

Stick it in the scanner.

- Name?
- Josh: Leanne Wellings. She's 31.

And she was supposed
to be coming with her kids

and this dog they were picking up
from the shelter,

because the old guy
loves dogs.

And listen, the thing is--
I forgot to say,

the care assistant says that the police
were there overnight,

so it stands up.

They found the car
abandoned on the ring road.

- Police confirm this tale?
- No, I was just about to ring them.

- How long did you say I've got?
- About five minutes.

( moans )

But if anything happens
throughout the morning,

we will update the tapes,
so please keep listening.

( exhales )

( phone ringing )

Tops: It's 8:30 A.M.
on Friday the 28th,

and this is Defne Topcu
in corporate--

Can't we just go with quotes
from her granddad?

- Who's the press officer?
- I don't know. Funny name.

I didn't catch it properly.
Daphne or something.

Defne Topcu.

I met her
on a fun run.

( chuckling )

All right, the wife met her
on a fun run.

She's in training
for the marathon.

I mean Ms. Topcu,
not my wife.

Go on.

( cell ringing )

Hello?
Who?

Do we know each other?

How did you get
my private number?

Okay, here's how
it's gonna work:

When there is anything to tell you,
you will be told.

What?

There's no harm
in asking, is there?

Whatever.
Bitch!

Jumped-up bloody minging
public relations slag!

Hey, we'll make a proper reporter
of you yet, lad.

Fuck you,
Rawdon.

( phone rings )

Yeah yeah.

Yeah, I'm sending
it through now.

( sighs )
Bastard.

John: Tanya?

Tanya, someone to see you,
sweetheart.

I don't want
to see anyone.

( sighs )

- But it's Jaime, love.
- I'm in the way.

No no, don't go.
She needs her friends.

Tanya?

You go on up.

You go and see her.
See if you can cheer her up a bit.

- ( knocking )
- Go away.

It's only me.

Why didn't you phone me?
What's happening?

Has she gone off with a boyfriend
or something?

What, and left me behind?
Thanks a lot.

She might have, you know.
She's quite good-looking for her age.

Hello, earth
to planet Jaime.

My mom's gone missing
and she might be dead.

Sorry, I was only
trying to cheer you up.

Fuck off!
I hate you!

I never want to
see you again ever.

Stupid fat minger.

( phone ringing )

Jaime, Jaime?
Hello?

Well what's that
got to do with you?

It's the local radio station--

a reporter from
the local radio station.

My God, this is really happening,
isn't it?

I've been through
all of it twice.

- Okay?
- And we were doing so well.

You know,
I read somewhere

they reckon there's more than four million
CCTV cameras in the UK.

That's one camera
for every 15 people.

- Officer: Sir.
- You sure?

Yeah.

Okay, they got the car parked--
17:50,

This camera here.

I've got Leanne
crossing the lay-by.

I've got the kids
leaving the lay-by.

Four minutes later,
I've got the kids on the bridge.

But right at that
far end of the lay-by,

where the flower wagon
was parked--

- Is a blind spot.
- Yeah.

Foster: So whatever happened
to Leanne in that lay-by,

we've got no pictures.

Terrific.
( laughs )

Sorry, did I miss the bit
where this was funny?

No, I'm sorry.

Okay, well, if you do see anything,
give us a call.

- I will, okay.
- Thanks very much.

Okay, thank you.

Thanks a lot.

A bomb could drop and they
wouldn't notice a thing around here.

I got this one.

Good morning, sir.

( door bell buzzes )

( gasps )

Go away.
I'm asleep.

Oh sorry,
It's the police.

We're making house-to-house inquiries
about two missing children.

Sarah:
Sorry, I can't help you.

Little brother and sister,
age seven and five,

mixed race,
possibly with a dog.

I haven't been out all day.
I've got hideous jet lag.

I know how you feel.
I've been up all night myself.

What time is it?

It's just gone
quarter past 4:00.

( gasps )
Oh my God!

( beeps )

( sighs )

No, don't worry.
That's fine.

25 past 4:00.
I can't believe it.

( panting )

( barking )

Hello?

Excuse me!
Officer!

Did you get lost?

And you hid in here?

That was clever.

I'm supposed to be
looking after Rosie.

Officer!

They're here!
Help, over here!

Help, please!
Quickly!

Where is she?

Where's your sister?