Hope Springs (2009–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript

Out you come, Lagden.
I'm gonna miss you, Miss.

See you in a week or so. In your dreams.

I owe you big time, babes.

Yeah. You do,...

you rotten sod.

I'll ring you when we're clear.

You've got this all covered,
haven't you, Roy? Trust me.

I did the last time.

You're trembling, babes.

Did prison break your balls or what?

Promise me this is the last time
you'll put me through this, Roy.



I told you, if there'd been a way of doing
it without you... Well, no more. Promise.

OK.

OK. I promise.

This is the big one for all time, yeah?

Then it's sun, sea and...

and you and me going at it like bunnies.

I guess I'm lucky my guy still loves me.

Gail! You look fantastic.

So do you, Ellie. Hi, Fabian.

How's it going?

Shall we go freshen up?

Tell the boys we're both happy,
yeah? Chief Inspector Harriet Walsh.

You're under arrest. What?

It's best all round if you come quietly.



I'll take you for questioning first.

You wait here.

What?

What's keeping them? No
problem with our money.

No problem with our gems either, mate.

I'm going to look-see.

What's this?

It's the ladies, mate.

Excuse us.

Out of my way! Oi!

Mr Roy Lagden?

Chief Inspector Harriet Walsh.

You're under arrest for conspiracy
to smuggle stolen gems. You what?

You are making one big mistake, darling.

Shut it. We'll be back
to question you shortly.

And in case you feel like legging
it, there will be a guard outside.

Oh! And don't worry about your
wife. She's under arrest, too.

Who's been a naughty boy, then?

Your lady-boss has fitted me
up. Who are you talking about?

We got a tip-off. Her.
That Harriet Walsh.

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me you don't know the
name of your own Chief Inspector?

His name's Bob Packard.

Well, who's she, then?

The one that stuck me in here?

We've done it!

Three million quid!

Barbados, here we come!

Hallelujah! OK, we've got to get to the
airport and collect our new passports.

Then we can celebrate.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Mandy's flight from Manchester.

It's delayed. No way!

You what? It's half an hour.

Half an hour. OK.

She better not be later than that.

If we miss our flight, it
doesn't bear thinking about.

We'll have the cops and Roy after us.

OK, let's go.

Quick! Shove it in here!

Boss, it's me. What's going on?

Roy Lagden, I'm arresting you on
suspicion of handling stolen goods.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned...

I told you Mandy was a bad idea.

Oh, thank goodness!

It's going to be fine.

Yeah, good old Mandy.

Excuse me!

Excuse me!

Oh, my good God!

< Go and get someone. Stop the carousel.

< Get somebody!

I don't believe it.

Right, girls, I reckon
we need a Plan B, fast.

Somewhere...

we don't need passports.

Where the hell's Fort William?

Exactly. No-one's got a scooby.

Not even Roy. We're not
going to stay long, are we?

Just got to find somewhere quiet to lie
low till we can sort out some new passports.

Oh, it's freezing. Don't they
have a summer in Scotland?

Well, it looks like
it might brighten up.

Oh, I'm going to freeze to death!

So much for going straight, then.

Well, there's no way I'm
walking ten yards in these.

It's OK. We'll put it back.

With a thank you note, I'm sure.

There!

I found this in the car, boss.

She's found out about Sonia, then?

How did she get her hands on this?

Looks like you've been a bit careless.

We need some clear thinking here.

She didn't pull this on her own.

She called in another firm?

The only crims she's been seeing
the last four years was in the nick.

So you find out who her
mates on the inside were.

Find her, Marius.

Or it'll be you that's paying the price.

Hope Springs.

If that doesn't have our
names written all over it...

Fuaran Dochais. What's that mean?

It means you shut up and listen.
We're in a foreign country now.

We're not four ex cons on the run,
we're four ramblers on holiday.

Ramblers?! Yes, it means you wander
about the country admiring stuff,

not slagging it off.

What? So we've got to wear
this hiking clobber from now on?

MOBILE BEEPS

It suits you. Those
boots look good on you.

Better to look like a hill-walker than a
streetwalker. Thank you, Hans Oh, come on you two,

you're doing my head in.

Right, get your mobiles out.
I want your SIM cards. Eh?

They're like electronic
tags. I'm going to burn 'em.

And from now on, we use our new surnames at all
times because we are brand new, shiny people.

Do people actually live here?

Oh, they've got a curry house.

DOG BARKS

Ellie, I'm starving! Well,
this place looks all right.

Doesn't look too bad.

I'm gasping for a cup of tea.

'Scuse me.

Christ almighty! You trying to kill me?

What can I do for you? Er...
We'll have one and all...

And four rooms.

Rooms? Four?

Well, at this short notice, I'd
have to charge you full-rate.

?25 per person per night. Fine.

Actually, forget the rooms. Eh?

Eurgh! That's just a one-off.

SNAP!

Er... Actually, we're just going to hit the road.
You'll not find anywhere else to stay round here.

Sorry, love. Well, there's
no rush, is there, girls?

Stay and have a dram. For your trouble.

Er, it might be your last chance.

The next hotel's a good,
oh, three hours from here.

Oh, go on then. Just the one.

Doubles OK? Yep. I don't
think I'll last here.

< It's good to take a break.
I'm sick of sitting in that car.

Ramblers, are you?

What's it to you? Whatever?

Right, which of you is the owner of the
maroon Escort with the out-of-date tax disc?

It's lucky it's not our car then.

We've borrowed it for a few days
off a friend in Fort William.

Aye, well, well your friend
to get it legal and pronto.

Untaxed cars are a menace.

Yeah, they mug old ladies.

SHE GIGGLES Come on, girls, drink up.

Now, I presume that none of you
are planning to drive anywhere

after drinking Sadie's measures?

Might be a bit musty.

It's a while since we had
a staying guest in here.

Who was it? Bonny Prince Charlie

Bit of fresh air. Good as new.

So, are you ramblers, then?

Yes.

We've got some great walks around here.

Oh, we'll definitely
be checking them out.

Can I give you a hand
with your unpacking?

Why don't you show the others their rooms, then
we can open a bottle of malt? Put it on my bill.

Oh, I'm going to enjoy
having you as guests.

You're in the attic.

What? We've got to
sleep in this tin can?

I've got it nice and cosy inside.

Fantastic! It's minging.

I used to sleep in here myself
back when we had regular guests.

Well, we'll swap you, then. Well,
I've not been too well this last year.

Your bedding's under the bunks.
I'll let you get settled in.

It's smaller than our cell was.

One big difference -

no locks.

So here we are then. Freezing our wotsits
off in some crummy caravan in Scotland.

It's not exactly what we was promised.

Give it a rest, Shoo. It's Ellie's
gig. We're lucky to be in on it.

Lucky!? We got the
three mill, didn't we?

We just got to wait a
bit longer to spend it.

We don't have to.

We could take our share
off Ellie and split now.

What?

Well, why hang around in this bog-hole?

I could easy blag us a couple of
seats on Eurostar. Get off at Paris.

Hitch to Spain. It'd be hot there

and we could easy nip back to
London if we wanted to, you know.

No, I know what this is about.

Nathan Donovan. I couldn't give a
stuff about that lying smack-head.

Well, just in case you're
thinking different...

Nathan couldn't give a stuff about you.

You just gotta promise me
that we get to Barbados, yeah?

Yeah.

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE You
know what some of them are like.

I said, "Just behave and
you'll get out sooner,

"you'll get time off. "

Whether he takes the warning
is up to him, isn't it?

In the morning, yeah? See you tomorrow.

Wayne Fletcher?

Bloody 'ell!

Mike Gibb, private investigator.

You looked after an
Ellie Lagden, didn't you?

Yeah, sorry, mate, can't give you any
information. We sign the Official Secrets Act.

Course, I know that.

So, don't ask, don't tell. Right?

Five grand?

List of all the phone
calls, prison visits

and names and addresses
of all her jail-mates.

Make it ten, you'll have 'em tomorrow.

Whatever.

Help!

Help, somebody!

Help!

Help, somebody! What's up?

They're there!

It's trying to bite me, innit?

Have you not seen a sheep
on your rambles before?

I was just going shopping
and it just went for me.

Sheep don't bite. They haven't
got any top front teeth.

Yeah? Well, what's it looking
at me like that for, then?

Probably thinks you're acting a
bit weird, being so scared of it.

Ain't that right, Lottie?

SHEEP BLEATS

Yeah. She says she can't
work you out at all.

Right, yeah.

Well, I'd better go
back indoors then, eh?

You and me both.

Excuse me. Shouldn't you wait to be served? Or at
least be a bit cleverer so you don't get caught?

I'm the new landlord, right?

Well, we'll check that out
with the old one then, yeah?

Right then, you'll be checking
out the new house rules.

Number one, no snotty
English cows allowed.

Heads down, Hans. It's not our problem.

Sit yourselves down, girls.

There's your bottle of my best malt.

I'll away and plate you up.

Me and Josie's in a bleeding caravan
being bitten to death by midges.

It's only for one night, then
it's onwards and upwards, yeah?

We should be under a palm
tree, drinking sangria.

I keep thinking about those forged passports with
our faces on them that we left at the airport.

Not to mention the police jacket we
left in the toilet. And the stolen car.

I could kill that fat Mandy.

She's dead, Shoo.

Look, we're safe enough for now,
yeah? We've already had a run-in

with the local law. We've only been
here five minutes. Come on, Han.

Yeah, come on, Hans.

What, so we bin that one
and buy a new one, yeah?

Yeah, cos it's not like we're
skint, is it? I mean we've got...

How much was it, Jose?

We got... what was it? Oh, yeah.

THEY MOUTH Exactly!

Oh, I hope you've put it somewhere
safe. Yeah, under lock and key.

Look, I promise you. We're gonna start living
the five-star life as from tomorrow, yeah?

Enjoy!

No offence, love, but I think we're going to just
finish these and go get a curry down the road.

And we'll be leaving before breakfast.

You'll not be staying on, then?

Oh, get real, grandma.

You should be paying us
to stay in this dump. Shoo!

You try running this place
on your own, at my age.

I'm run ragged!

I'm also flat broke, so eat
up, it'll be the last supper.

Oh, Els, please, we
gotta give her a bung.

She ain't our problem, sucker.
What if she were your nan?

My nan branded me with an iron.

SHE SIGHS

Watcha, Ell.

SHE GASPS

Have you got everything?

Back up, girls.

We're staying.

What!?

Think about it.

This is the perfect hiding place.
It's the Bermuda bloody Triangle.

No tourists, no guests,
hardly any traffic.

How do we get legit passports?

We become legit.

We buy this hotel.

Buy it?! Give us all an address, jobs.

We get driving licences,
bank accounts...

Jobs?

Like bar jobs?

Yeah
- jobs, once we've refurbed,

which I reckon will take about as long
as it takes to get our new passports.

Till then, we close the place down.

Are you serious?

It's the perfect cover
till we're sorted.

On your way then?

Sadie, we've got a proposition for you.

I see.

No disrespect, but...

you have seen the hotel
in the flesh, so to speak?

Stark hairy naked, mate.

So your offer will be subject to survey?

I don't need a survey to tell
me the place is falling down.

I'm going to gut it.

You do seem in an awful hurry,

if you don't mind me
saying so, Mrs Williams?

No hurry in particular...

for a widow wanting a fresh start.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Unless of course there's a problem with
English folks buying property around here?

No, no, no. Not at all.

It's just important to, you know,...

follow due procedure.

Oh, don't come it, Euan.

I'm just in receipt of
conflicting instructions.

You can forget what my daughter said to you
because it's not her property to sell, it's mine.

I'm still obliged to look
after your interests, Sadie.

I mean, she'll need to find
alternative accommodation.

Oh, I'm not going anywhere, Euan.

I have to stay on as a
sitting tenant and bar manager,

so that I can still be the
licence holder. Won't I, Ellie?

Can't kick an old lady out of her home.

Well, I'm delighted for you, Sadie,

but I'd still advise that
you think about it overnight.

I've thought about it, Euan,

and this is the best thing that's
happened to me in years. See?

Everyone's happy.

Right, well, I'll bank
this for you, Sadie,

and get the ball rolling, will I?

You just bring her the deeds quick as

if you want your commission.

I'm so excited, I've
got to go to the lavvy.

Look, please don't get
me wrong, Mrs Williams.

But the truth is, there are
much better commercial properties

for sale in the area, if you're
looking for a going concern.

But I'm not, am I, Mr Harries?

Seriously, I've a legal duty

to disclose any material
facts or defects.

A lawyer who sticks to the
rules, that's a new one on me.

Maybe we could go for a drink?

Why would we do that?

Hi.

I've closed the shop for lunch.
You wanting a sandwich at home

or are you out and about? I'm, er...

My wife, Ina. Ina, this is
Ellie Williams. She's, erm...

I'm buying the Hope Springs Hotel.

Really? Yeah.

It's a done deal.

Well, that's marvellous, isn't it, Euan?

I'll see you at home, eh?

Oh, don't go hungry on my account.

Well, wait till folk hear about this.

GIGGLING

Come on, girls.

Here's to the dream. ALL: The dream!

Well, this is more like it, eh? Our own private
bar. Eh, when we gonna bin off the old bag?

That's the other thing I've
been meaning to let you in on.

Sadie...

Girls,...

Sadie will be staying on with
us as bar management consultant.

Celebratory drink, eh?
Oh, thank you, dear.

I'll help myself, will I?

Go on,

knock yourself out.

I'll be expecting a wage, too, mind.

She's sold it, Ann
Marie. I can't believe it.

No, I've just done it for
cash. I thought she was joking.

Well, you'd better bloody well
go and talk her out of it, then.

LAUGHTER AND SHRIEKING

Wooh! Wooh!

Knock it back!

I'm so happy.

You're like you were sent from heaven.

And there's us thinking that's
where we've arrived, eh, girls?

Oh, I'm sorry, we're closed.
Didn't you see the sign?

Which one of you is Ellie Williams?

You're looking at her.

Do you think you can just turn up
here from nowhere and take advantage

of a vulnerable old lady? She
seems pretty happy about it to me.

She's senile.

Mum, I need to speak to you now.

I know what you want, Ann Marie.

You want to put me in a home,

so that you can spend your inheritance

before I've even curled up my toes.

That's pure rubbish!

Well, you won't get me out of here now.

Mum!

I'm sorry, but what's your problem?

We done your mum a
great deal, haven't we?

You buy a hotel and just close it down?

Well, only till we've done the place up.

Aye, but you don't have to close the bar
to do up the rest of the place up, do you?

Can't nobody in Scotland read English?!

Well, maybes the English don't know the expression
"You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours"? Yeah?

Well, that's the gig, see?
People come in here for a drink,

then it's down to ours for their curry
and chips. I mean, is this even legal?

No, I'm going to have a word
with the licensing committee

cos I think you're
misusing the premises here.

You're not going to get
away with any of this.

There is no way I am
working as a barmaid. No way.

We've got to stop the
locals asking questions.

I've got a question. How come all of
a sudden we've got a sitting tenant?

Because she had me over a barrel.

We don't know how to run a pub, Ell.

You served drinks at POs' parties.

You, you ran the prison kitchen and
how many wings did you scrub clean?

I'm supposed to be
a multi bloody mill...

Look, we've got to open up,
for now, or we blow our cover.

Or do you have any better ideas?

Please, guys.

I can't do this on my own.

Right, if we're going to do this,
we're going to clean this place up.

I'm not touching anything
until it's been sterilised.

Right. Well, let's get busy, then.

Next hour's a happy one too, folks!

CHEERING

See, you just got off on the wrong foot.
Lucky you've got me to oil the wheels.

You wouldn't really have wanted to
buy this place yourself, would you?

Are you asking me or telling me?

Well, it's nice to see it so busy.

Ha-ha! See why it's half price
if the bevvy's pure half foam.

I need to nip over and open up or else
folk'll start piling the windaes in

to get their chips and curry sauce!

I'm sorry, we don't speak Gaelic.

SHE HUMS "ALL THINGS
BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL"

I reckon you're
enjoying this, you freak.

I'm just making the most of it. Well, I can't
believe we are doing this crap. Don't start on again.

We're in a fix, this is our way out.
Why do you keep moaning about it?

Erm, I'm Dean. Well, hello, Dean!

I do part-time on the bar for Sadie.

I guess that makes me your new boss.

I think you'd better go home
and get the dinner ready.

Put a front on, eh?

Gentlemen. Same again in there?

Yes, please, and a half for
him. This is my son, Ronan.

Oh, I think we already
met, didn't we, Ronan?

Oh, well, I thought you
might be glad of his services,

if you've got any work going
for an odd-job man around?

No job too small, eh, Ronan?

He's done a bit of everything
round here for Sadie.

Be too big for him, what I want
doing for me, then, won't it?

Well, I was assuming,

Mrs Williams, since
you've re-opened the bar

that you've scaled down your
plans for a total refurbishment?

I think you underestimate what
me and my girls are capable of,

Mr Harries.

CHEERING AND LAUGHTER

Well, I'll watch this space, will I?

Dad, what we gonnae do? Just drink your
bloody drink and leave the thinking to me, OK?

Is there a stink in here?

You what? Forget it.

Yeah, that's dead rotten, man.

Well, it better be gone soon or else.

Or else what? You wanna find out?

Oi! Harries, pack it in.

Just talking, "occifer".

You taking your shortcomings out on my son,
again, Cameron? He needs put on a bloody lead.

And you need to catch
our Katie's murderer.

What was all that about? Sure
you'll find out soon enough.

It's just that he seemed to
have a bit of a problem with you.

Look, what do you want? Watch it, you.

I'm on the management here, right?

It's time you took a tea-break, yeah?

I've got some voddie in the van.

You didn't tell me
there'd been a murder?

Ah, erm...

No, I...

Oh, Gil, your usual? Yup.

Chief Inspector.

How nice to see you again.
Mrs Williams, isn't it?

Oh, Ellie. I guess you
heard I'm your new landlady?

Well, if you don't mind my saying, I
wasn't buying you in that Gor-Tex jacket.

The truth is, I thought I'd better travel
incognito, you know, checking out properties.

I didn't want to raise the asking
price by declaring my intention.

Anything that rubs Euan Harries
up the wrong way suits me fine.

It couldn't have worked
out better then, could it?

Sadie, she's just been telling me about
this murder enquiry that you're on.

Oh, no, no. On the house.
Got to keep in with the law.

Or are you gonna arrest
me for attempted bribery?

You're lucky I'm off duty.

What's been going on here, then?
Um, you've met Ann Marie? Hi.

Except I maybe didn't
say I was your fiancee.

Your Mum actually told me.

So, when's the wedding?

Och, a few weeks' time.

While I can still walk down
the aisle without showing!

No white dress for you, then?

Anyway, Ellie, I can see you're
no stranger to my line of business,

so, next time you need
those roots seeing to...

Ann Marie runs the
hair and beauty salon.

The Kiss Kurl.

Oh, I think I'll be too
busy to look in the mirror.

You've been in the
hotel business before?

Well, my mum and dad ran a pub.

Yeah? Where was that?

England.

I'm sorry, did you want a drink?

I'll have an orange juice, please?

I'll have someone bring it over.

For God's sake, Ann Marie!

Well, you might not tell she's
no natural blonde, but I can.

Dyed hair is the least
of it if you ask me.

Go on? SHE MOUTHS

Got these off the train.

Well, they just left the trolleys
in the corridor, didn't they?

You're lucky you got away with it.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I would have
paid for it if I could have, obviously.

Cheers! Cheers.

So, Dean, you live round here
then? Just up the hill with my Mum.

Oh, cool.

I don't think I've ever seen a place, you know,
with so much fresh air and sheep and stuff.

But I suppose you're used to it?

I hate it round here. I'd love
to live in Glasgow, to be honest.

Cool.

So what do you folk do round
here, you know, for a bit of fun?

Fun? Yeah, you know, a bit of
life. There must be something to do.

Yeah, we just get drunk
and sing folk songs.

Folk songs?

Is that it?

I'm kidding on, there's
plenty to do in the big town.

There's clubs and pubs
and shops and stuff.

Just need the money.

Yeah?

What do you do for fun in London?

We've only landed in the middle
of a murder enquiry. A murder?

In this place?

Where the hell's Shoo?

CREAKING

What did you say your name was again?

Shanice, but my friends call me Shoo.

Do I count as a friend yet?

Definitely.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Shoo? You in there?

What did I say about no blokes?

We never. We was just talking.

OK, drink up, please.

OK, I'm going to finish locking
up. Hans, you put the kettle on.

Ronan, move it!

Better get off to your bed
now, Sadie. Mm, two minutes.

I'm pooped.

I called time half an hour ago!

Just finishing my drink.

As paid for.

Don't take me for a mug, sonny.

Get out. You want to move out
the way or you might get hurt.

I said out. Now.

I'd take your hand off me if
you know what's good for you.

What the... Consider yourself barred.

You want to see me take
my jeans off, do you?

You'd better behave or
you'll make me lose my temper.

I cannae wait.

Argh!

Let me go!

Is that "please"?

Please.

Go ask your mummy for a plaster.

What the hell have
we got ourselves into?

We're in the middle of a murder enquiry.

The bar-hand's the brother
of the chief suspect

and our sitting tenant's the
cop's future mother-in-law.

The whole place is like
a bleeding fish bowl.

Good job we'll soon be
off to Barbados, then.

Not soon enough, if you ask me.

Look girls, I'm sorry. I was wrong.

Let's just cut our
losses and head off, yeah?

What, seriously?

If we stay here, we're skewered,

left, right and up where
the sun don't shine.

OK?

Right, that's settled.

We'll leave first thing
before she wakes up.

SHE SIGHS

SHE GASPS

Where's... my...

money?

ALARM SOUNDS

COUGHING

COUGHING

Shoo!

There's smoke everywhere!

Help!

Quick, we've got to get them out
of there. Is there anybody in there?

Hannah! Ellie! You stay
where you are. Sadie!

Is Ellie all right?

She's not outside. Oh, my God,
she must still be upstairs.

You get Sadie!

Sadie, quickly!

ELLIE COUGHS Ellie!

Ellie!

What the hell's going
on? It's on fire! Oh no!

LABOURED BREATHING

Where are you, Ellie?!

Ellie!

COUGHING

Ellie!

What are you doing? Just get out.

Oh, my God, Ellie! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Mind her head, mind
her head! Give me room.

Out the road. Give me room!

Is she OK? Is she breathing?

Is she breathing?

Sssh! Just let me hear!

Come on! Breathe!

Gil.

ELLIE COUGHS Oi! Leave it out!

Shut up and breathe, woman.

LAUGHTER

SIRENS WAIL

I'll never take another
drop, so help me.

Yeah, well you said that
the last fire you started.

Oh, I'm so sorry, darling. I'm so sorry.

I can't tell you how guilty I feel.

Come on. Let's get
you in that ambulance.

I've told you I'm not going. OK.

Don't worry, Mum. I'll come
after you in the car, OK?

You coming? I've got
to file a report, love,

check the damage. Catch
you there? No, but...

On you go. I won't be long.

There's a lot of nasty damage in there.

Not what you had in mind, eh? Not quite.

Only,...

Well, if you'd rather someone
took it off your hands?

What?

Well, now's not perhaps the time,...

but we're both business
people, Mrs Williams.

God, the vultures swoop
quick round here, don't they?

Well,...

see how you feel.

Phew, lucky escape, eh?

I don't know what you
were so bloody helpful for.

I'm not a total bastard. Yeah?

Here, come on. Just pack it in, eh?

You don't need to be like that.

You're married, remember?

And I'm about to get married.

Aye, only to make me jealous.

I wish I never had to
see you again, Euan.

Just get your mum moved
out of that hotel, right?

You seen them fireman? Talk
about fit! Behind every cloud...

Mainly smoke damage. Apart from
your room, Ellie. That's trashed.

You'll have to bunk up with
Hannah, buy some new clothes.

Yeah! An excuse to spend
some of the stash, at last...

VOICES ECHO

No!

I just wanted to make sure that
everyone's OK before I head off.

Yeah, yeah, we're fine.

Just go home.

Oh, right, right. Well, the next time you
need someone pulling from a towering inferno...

Er, yeah, thanks. Ellie was
just saying how amazing you were.

I'm just glad she's OK.

SHE BREATHS HEAVILY

Ellie!

Go and get the girls.

Our whole stash?

I'm sorry.

I don't want sorry. I want my money!

It's gone.

You should've let us keep mine and
Josie's in the van and it'd still be safe.

Well, it's too late now.

DOOR CREAKS

It was you, wasn't it?

WASN'T IT?!

You stupid...

I was just trying to scare them out.
Well, you nearly burnt them alive.

And see if I hadn't put out
that fire over those floorboards,

you could have got done
for a lot more than arson...

'Well, it's not going to be easy.

'She's covered her tracks good,' boss.

I said...

find her!

Aaargh!

Aaargh!

Can I take it that this
morning's exodus is cancelled?

So, to sum up, we've got no money,

no passports and we're stuck under
a spotlight in the middle of nowhere.

Essentially, yeah.

Look, we got away from Roy and the cops.

We've got a roof over our heads...

.. and we've even got a potential income.

We're safe, we've got each other.

We'll just have to start over, yeah?

I mean, come on,...

SHE LAUGHS.. things could be worse.

Don't try nothing clever. Do what it
says if you want to keep your head!

Ramblers! There's something
fishy going on here.

Thank you, God. It's
still Sadie's money.

She should have had insurance.

Ellie, what if Sadie
finds out? She won't!

Old people can't spend 50p without
having a bleeding heart attack.

I am about to become the
owner of a brand new flat.

You should have seen his
face when I said it was cash.

Me and Josie's going on our
own. You just bear in mind,

there's a murdering psycho in
jail who'll be after us whatever -

together or alone.

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