Nature Boy (2000–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

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And in the south of county, police
search for a missing 16-year-old boy

as a fostering scandal results
in the death of a young girl.

But first, national news and the Foreign
Secretary found himself under pressure today…

Coming to get you!

Come on, come on.

Come here.

In you go.

Well done, choir, that was wonderful.

Can I remind you, please? Next week,
be here half an hour earlier next Tuesday.

- Jenny, did you get that?
- Yeah, no problem.



Off you go. Well done.

What's in the bag?

Nothing.

- Tomorrow afternoon?
- No, I'm away. Policy forum.

- What about Thursday morning?
- No, I can't. I'm working, I told you.

- Yeah, sorry.
- Jesus!

It slipped my mind.

Look, why don't I just take him?
Get it kicked off.

Look, it's supposed to be a family thing.
We all have to be there.

Sure, but… Miles, don't fiddle.

Look, why don't you get your stuff and
jump in the car? Mummy's just coming, OK?

OK?

Miles.

- You're not supposed to do that.
- I know. I know.



Hello.

No, no, no. It's all right, it's all right.

I'm just borrowing your shed.

What's your name?

Miles, come on!

Is that you?

I'm just, sort of, hiding.

Until my friend can… look after himself.

And I don't want any one else to find us.

So…

Ssh!

- Ssh!
- Miles, come on! Where are you?

For God's sake, get in.
You're making me late.

Cement dust kills!

So to conclude, your strategy
has to be focused on the community.

The employment benefits
that Blexco will bring to the area.

Your links with schools and education.

Your integral position within that culture.

You need to be reaching out and
communicating the message

that the Blexco product is friendly,

useful and, above all, safe.

Get out!

- Do you want one?
- Jenny, fuck off home, eh, lass?

Some of us has got to earn a living.

Thanks, pet.

Oh, that's lovely.

Just one of these, please, for the boy.

- Has he been good?
- Very.

Oi!

- Come 'ere, you!
- What's happening?

What's that about?

There are many reasons why children seem
to stop communicating, I'm sure you know that.

When we get the results from the consultant,

they'll eliminate the physiological factors
finally.

But in the meantime, I'd like to talk
a little about your family.

Why?

Well, because… you can speak
a little bit, can't you, Miles, hm?

Miles.

Yes.

Good. Good.

Because I'm wondering, you've
only recently moved here, haven't you?

Yeah. I'm an MP.

I still have to go to London
during the session.

All this seems to have crept up on us.
I didn't realise things weren't getting so bad.

Oh, right, right.

Well, maybe you could tell me
a little about your home life?

Everything OK?

- In what way?
- Well, between you.

We're fine.

We're just busy.

No… no particular problems.

Hey, Miles.

Well, go on, fetch it back.

We'll have a… we'll have a kick-around.

No, no, no, the PPS said that
there was an Environment job.

No, listen, that's what he said.

What?

Oh, Jesus! Talk about being sent
to the fucking salt mines!

OK, careful he doesn't nip you.

Here, do want some of this?

Ah!

Ah!

He likes me!

Miles!

OK, I think you'd better go.

Miles, come on, bedtime!

OK, off you go.

Ssh, ssh, ssh!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

- This is my garden. I'm going to call the police.
- No, no, no, please!

- I just needed somewhere for a few days.
- That's not even close to an explanation.

I wouldn't touch your boy, I promise.
I wouldn't harm him.

What?!

I kept telling him to be quiet, but he…
Well, he's got a right dirty laugh.

Yes.

Yes, I heard.

Please, just a few days.

Do you wanna do it?

I'm tired.

Oh, for God's sake!

How long is this going on?

- You're putting pressure on me.
- I'm not putting pressure on you!

Fuck this! I'm going downstairs.

Stop it. I'm going to sleep now.

You're supposed to be my wife!!

- We're supposed to fancy each other.
- I do, it's just…

- Tom!
- Oh, leave it.

There's no need to fucking patronise me.

Fucking hell!

I can't get a shag in my own sodding house.

Everyone else is trying to fuck me.

- No!
- Stop it. Stop it!!!

I've arranged it. That's it!

You bastard!

- It's for the best. We're going!
- No! You're not taking him!

Get off of my boy! Fucking…

Oh! Sorry.

It's not raining. Please go outside.

No, I'm not…

Listen, I need to know how to find someone.

- Out!
- It's OK. He's with me.

This is about it. Just like some contact
leaflets for missing persons' agencies.

- Who are looking for?
- My dad.

What happened to him?

Erm…

Sorry. I always ask stupid questions.

What's your name?

David.

- You?
- Jenny.

You know what, David?

What?

You're right manky.

Come on.

- Mam?
- That you, Jen?

Mam, this is David.

- He needs sorting.
- By Christ, man.

I never knew a girl with dirtier friends.

See what you can find for him.

Where did she turn you up?

Er, she helped me in the library.

Are you gonna take her to the pictures?

- Yeah, I can do.
- You do that, son.

She used to love going to the pictures.

Right, gimme your clothes.

I could write a treatise on skid marks, pet,
so get 'em off.

Here you go.

Who's are they?

My brother, Keith's.

- Well, won't he mind?
- No. No, he won't mind.

He died.

Oh?

What did he die of?

Natural causes.

Martha?

In here.

Come on, hurry up,
they'll be here in half an hour.

- All right, all right.
- Where's Miles?

I'll get him.

I want him in bed before they come.

Why?

I just do, OK?

Here, fasten this for me, will you?

By the way, I forgot to mention,
a young lad came round asking for odd jobs,

so I said he could do some work in the garden.

- Fine.
- Just in case you see him hanging around.

Whatever. Now, will you please
just get the supper on?

No, really, the place looks fantastic.

The only decent house in the constituency.

Just needed some doing.

Where's Miles going to school?

It's a fucking nightmare.

You wouldn't send your dog
to some of these dumps.

We're shipping him across town to civilisation.

He's a bright boy.

And… Forgive me,
I'm not really up and running yet.

What do you do, Martha, while Tom's
in Westminster plotting for a department?

I'm a PR consultant.

- Interesting. Who for?
- At the moment, Blexco PLC.

Well, they're… they're a good company.

Plenty of investment
and keep the workers happy.

Quite.

And you're setting a good example.
Putting out a positive message.

How's that?

Well, you know, living so close to the plant.
It obviously doesn't worry you.

No.

Right. Can we get on with it?

I put some ideas together.

We need to concentrate on the
mainstream aspects of your profile.

Play it straight down the middle. It's tactical.

Then we focus on something uncontentious,
bringing you forward, but only gradually.

Right.

I like that.

Do you want to make some coffee, darling?

We must sure you're taking
a broadly mainstream position.

No sudden movements, that's the thing.

Right, right.

And some judicious attendance
at the discussion groups.

We'll keep the profile low. Let them know
you can listen and absorb an argument,

instead of leading it all the time.

- Yeah, that's important, Tom.
- I am taking that on board…

Aren't you cold?

No, I'm used to it.

I brought you some food.

Thanks.

Why are you here?

You can't haul young animals around.

Otherwise, they… they won't turn out right.

Oh.

- What's your name?
- David.

Is someone looking for you?

I, erm, I told my husband that
you were working in the garden.

So that way I could pay you if you stayed.

Anyway, erm…

I came to say that you can see
the light from our bedroom,

so you need to be more careful
or he'll see you.

I'll do your garden,
but you won't get much to grow.

Why not?

You just won't.

Well, if you didn't want to, why start?

My mind wandered. I'm sorry.

You know, I wonder if we did the right thing
by coming up here.

I've been thinking.

What if the factory…

What if it's making Miles ill?

Maybe he's got inflamed lungs or something.

I don't think that's causing it.

No?

No.

I preferred Fulham.

Dah-dah!

It's a rabbit.

It doesn't look like a rabbit.

It will to him, anyway.
OK, here we go.

Just back off with it a little bit.
That way, pull it that way.

Miles!

Miles, come on, let's go.

What were you doing?

Miles, I'm asking you something.

I haven't got time for this, Miles.

Do you hear me?

I haven't got time for this.

For a while, I'd…

I'd come up here and I'd try to talk to him.

It was stupid.

Blabbering away to a marble slab.

He's not here.

I dunno where he is.

We thought he'd be all right.

He used to… put his oxygen mask on.

Pretend he was Dennis Hopper
out of Blue Velvet, you know?

He was a right lad.

Right funny.

But after he finished up at the plant,

he stopped joking about it.

The fucking doctor wouldn't
listen about the dust.

He kept telling me mam,
"It just happens."

That's all she wants to hear.

"It just happens."

And after… after he died…

…he looked just the same, you know?

Oh, Jesus, Keith!

You coming in?

No. No, I've got work to do.

I'd like to see where you're staying.

I'll give… I'll give you a ring.

OK.

I had a nice time.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Fuckin' hell.

See ya.

Keep repeating, refer to lifestyle choices.

Smoking, diet and other environmental factors,

such as car use, sulphur dioxide, all that.

Stick to the agreed themes.
You've got your packs?

And this will work?

It will work. Of course,
it's much better if it's true.

- I think what Martha means…
- No, no, no, no, no.

I'm simply saying that if there's something
that could weaken our argument,

it's much better that we know now.

- I don't think that…
- What about Salisbury?

- Oh, I don't think that's relevant.
- Salisbury?

Yes, a small, internal survey we commissioned.
It's not even public domain.

- What's next?
- OK…

I thought you could introduce
the sponsorship package, Ken.

Martha will set it up for you. I mean, the place
is falling down, so they're going to love you.

I can't afford to fuck this up.

And neither can you, OK?

OK?

See you tomorrow.

Will you shut the door?
The fox might get out.

I, erm…

…came to pay you.

Is that enough?

Yeah, it's fine.

What does Miles talk about?

Nothing really.

Does he ever mention me or his father?

No, never.

So…

…are you all right in here?

Yeah.

Yeah, fine.

It's very kind of you.

Everyone's asleep.

Do you know how beautiful you are?

What are you doing?

I'm helping you… aren't I?

Letting you stay here.

It's just…

Martha?

Well?

It's no good.

Is that him, your dad?

Yeah.

This was only the first go.
There'll be other places.

They wanted my address.

Yeah, well, they would.

- I've got to go. Thanks for trying.
- David…

Why aren't you talking to me?
You kissed me the other day.

Let's got to your place.

No.

Mam wants to know,
will you take me to the pictures?

OK, look…

there's a meeting Sunday night.

This is where it is. It's up to you.

I'll see.

Fine.

I think losing his voice is,
to some extent, a protest.

Which is why I want to talk to you
without him.

Yeah.

I think since we… came here, we've…

We've had some problems.

Maybe we've had them before, but…

We're both so busy and…

Well, we've got problems.

- I hear him speaking.
- No, you don't.

- He doesn't do it around you.
- That's not so!

- Yes.
- You're a fucking liar!

You're lie about fucking anything!

Oh, Mrs Tyler.

Martin, I'd like to take a look
at the Salisbury document.

I'm on a break now.
Please don't be here when I get back.

Shit.

It's almost time for him to go.

Where?

Back to where he belongs.

Otherwise, it'll be too late.

Will you go, too?

Yeah, yeah, I think so.

Why don't you ever speak
to your mum and dad?

My throat hurts.

No, it doesn't.

They don't like me.

They love you.

They want to make you happy.
That's what makes you lucky.

I think it's time for your throat to get better.

Right?

Listen, you be a good lad
till I get back, all right?

Here.

Go on.

Go on in to Fred and he'll give you
a nice cup of tea.

- Is the babysitter here?
- Not yet.

Don't worry. You get off.
I don't have to be out till seven.

I couldn't help it being so last-minute.

I'll be back on Thursday.

Sorry I can't make your meeting.

Gerald'll be disappointed.

I'll ring you from Brussels.

OK, Miles, I'm off.

See you.

When you get back, we'll talk, OK?

Sure.

Bye.

In today's new business environment,

companies like Blexco cannot afford
to ignore the needs of the community.

That's why we're entering
into new partnerships,

to ensure that we all have a future
in the place we call home.

- And we're all working together…
- Look at this shit. They must think we're stupid.

…for a brighter, safer future.

OK, well, I hope that
that's given you a glimpse

into Blexco Cements and Aggregates.

We're delighted to welcome
so many of you here to this,

the first meeting of the Blexco
Community Sponsorship Project,

aiming to invest £25,000

in local projects over the next three years.

Excuse me, but we've got some
questions about public health.

I'm sorry. You will get a chance
to ask questions later on.

No, if you could just listen. These are serious
issues that haven't been discussed.

Cement dust killed my brother.
Some of you knew him. They're bribing you.

- No, if we could just…
- You're concealing information, we all know it.

If we could just…

Gerald, could you?

Let her speak!

Er, there will be plenty of time
for discussion, eh?

So let's just… let's just settle down.

A rational debate on the issues,
that's what we're after.

- What's going on?
- No, nothing.

That woman, she was looking at you
as if she knew you.

I work for her.

I didn't know she did all this.

- OK, so why are you so upset?
- I'm not!

I'm not, all right?

It doesn't have to be so difficult, David.

- I want you to kiss me again.
- No.

- I want you to touch me.
- No!

- It feels right.
- Jenny!

Why not?!

Jenny, you should get out of this town.

What?

This place is rotten.

Sooner or later, everything just…

It gets fucked up!

You should get out.

Look… whatever's wrong, it's OK.

Come on, please.

No.

Just leave me alone.

OK. Fuck you, David!

I can't do anything!

- David.
- I don't want to work for you any more.

Tom's away. Come inside, please.

No.

I know you're leaving.

Come in the house.

Just this once, please!

I could've thrown you out.
I could've told my husband about you.

Just go away.

You need to get dry.

And you get warm.

Please.

Just this once.

Please.

Don't go.

Don't go.

Please don't go.

Here.

What is it?

It's a report that says if you live
too close to the Blexco plant,

you stand a fair to middling chance
of developing asthma, emphysema,

bronchitis or lung cancer.

I thought you could give it to someone.

Miles?

Hi.

You didn't go?

I should have known, shouldn't I?

Yeah.

You.

You've got about a minute
to get the fuck out of my house.

Wait. Tom.

Come back!

What's this?

Where did you get it?

She gave it to me.

Right.

There's a protest site down in the Midlands.
I think I'm gonna go there.

OK, that's good.

She just gave this to you?

Yeah.

What did you have to do?

Nothing.

The report, leaked yesterday
from an unknown source,

suggests that Blexco executives have,
over a number of years,

suppressed vital health statistics
showing increased health risks

to people living around the plant.

Blexco executives were unavailable
for comment today,

saying only that an internal investigation
was now under way.

As the Metropolitan Authority announced
a wide-ranging review

of the circumstances in which Blexco was…

I'm sorry, Gerald.

Your desk's been cleared.

They'll give you your things at reception.

If this report is true, then it is
a truly disgraceful turn of events.

That is why I am asking
for a full public enquiry,

after which I think the people of our community
will demand that heads should roll.

Is it true that your wife is working
for Blexco as a PR consultant?

- No comment.
- Mr Tyler…

Wouldn't you say that there's
a conflict of interest?

No comment. I just want to
get to the bottom of this.

- Thank you.
- One more question, Mr Tyler.

- I've got one more question for you, Mr Tyler.
- Are you going to raise this in Parliament?

- OK, are you ready?
- Yeah.

OK, big one.

Ready?

Go on! Go on!

Go on!

This is for you.

It's for getting better.

Will you come back?

I don't know.

But we did it, right?

He's wild.

I'm going to be wild too when I grow up.

Good.

Go on then.

Look, David gave me this.

That's nice.

I'll show dad when he comes.

You're a good lad.

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Davey.

Where you been? I've been waiting for you.

Jen?

I think you should go and find your dad
if that's what you want to do.

We won't leave this wood. There isn't gonna
be a runway here, cos you can't get us out.

You'll have to kill me first.

You coming?

I… I can't.

Come on, get out! Leave it, leave it!
Come on, out!

You can come if you want.

It's up to you.

I want to be where you are.

I'm getting them out.
It's too dangerous, as far as I'm concerned.

Get off! Jenny! Jenny!

Jenny!