Dead Before They Wake (2025) Movie Script
1
You in tomorrow?
Yeah early, what about you?
Nah graveyard again.
John-
Muffled voices
Couldn't have picked
a lighter bitch huh?
We got ourselves a
pretty one though
Alright guys. Guys, why
don't you just leave it? Huh?
It's fucking late innit.
Mate I'm not leaving till
this bitch sucks my cock
Mate look at her,
she can't consent.
What the fuck's it
got to do with you?
I've bought this little
slut drinks all night
Feel like she owes me
something. You feel me?
What the fuck you staring at?
Get the fuck outta here.
Don't feel well.
- You alright?
- Mate don't fucking speak to her.
She's fine.
Just leave it alright
before you get fucked up.
Dickhead.
Come on Eve, wake up
Mate let's just get
the fuck outta here.
Vomiting
Aww that's fucking disgusting!
It's on my fucking shoe.
Hoy mate, Darren!
What's your fucking
problem, mate?
This comes back on
me, I'm gonna find you
I'll burn your fucking house
down and I'll kill your family.
You feel me?
I've got one.
I see her.
You want a lift?
No, it's alright.
The last bus was
half an hour ago.
Are you sure?
Trust me. I'm a taxi driver.
I know when the last bus is.
Come on, get in.
I don't have any money.
Do you live far?
Five stops on the bus.
It's fine. Jump in. It's more
important you get home safe.
Are you sure?
Yeah, of course.
So my mate's coming
in two minutes yeah?
We'll just be two
minutes alright.
You been somewhere nice?
- Just at friend's
- Boyfriend?
No, he is not a boyfriend.
What's your name?
- Chloe.
- Nice name. Do you like to drink Chloe?
Yeah. A little bit.
Drink at parties, yeah?
- Yeah. Sometimes.
- I fuck with that.
You ever tried drugs?
- Like what?
- You know, like weed or coke?
- Nah.
- That's good.
So what's this boy
like? Your friend?
- Yeah. He's cool.
- What'd you get up to?
Just chilled. Listen to music.
You a virgin?
It's fine. You don't
have to tell me.
I'm only pulling your
leg. Just being nosey.
Where's your friend? I
thought he was just coming.
Yeah. Yeah. He'll
just be two minutes.
He's around the corner.
Hey, Who's this?
This is Chloe.
- Chloe. Is he treating you good?
- Yeah.
Chloe likes to drink,
but she doesn't do drugs.
Don't do drugs. Never done
drugs? Well, I don't drink.
I prefer coke. You can
have some if you want?
- No, I'm okay.
- There's a first time for everything.
Have you got any
drink in your bag?
- No, not tonight.
- She's been round at her boyfriend's
Boyfriend.
Whoa. I'm disappointed.
Well, a little bit
jealous. He's a lucky man.
You're very pretty.
- Thanks.
You should, you should
let me be your boyfriend.
Or am I too old?
- A little bit. Yeah.
- You know, I'm sure with some vodka
you could change
your mind about me.
Where are you going
tonight, mate?
- I'm going to a party.
- Alright, for some.
I'm working all night.
Why don't you ask Chloe
if she wants to go?
Do you wanna come to a party?
No, I need to get home.
That's fine. Just
text the folks.
Tell 'em you'll be back late.
There are plenty of
young people there.
It's my younger
brother's birthday.
Oh, right.
Seriously he's like
17, very handsome.
No, no, I'm, I'm okay.
You are gonna hurt
my mate's feelings.
It's okay.
I'll give you a free ride
and you hurt my mate's
feelings like that.
You can just let me out here.
It's fine.
We're just teasing.
Don't let him bother you.
He's only having some fun.
He's had too much coke.
Chill man. Chloe's sensitive.
Hey. Hey. What the fuck?
What you doing you
fucking asshole?!
What the fuck!
Get her first!
Fucking dick!
Fuck.
We lost her. She's not here.
Fuck.
This is why I tell you
to lock the fucking door.
Fuck.
Get up ya dick.
- Morning.
- Alright.
Finished?
- Hey John - Hi,
how you doing?
Hi. His breathing seems
to be a bit labored today.
Yeah. I'm afraid his condition
has deteriorated over this
past couple of weeks.
He's still in good
spirit spirits though.
- Still all there.
- Sharp as a tack.
Sometimes it's more
difficult if their mind goes.
Are you after a cup of tea?
- Yeah. Thanks.
- Okay.
- Hey - Hey
Sorry.
My shoes are a bit wet.
So where are we tonight then?
Yeah. No, I'm fine. Thanks.
It's nice to see you too.
Come on Alex. We both know
you're not one for chitchat.
What about right over here?
- Evening.
- Alright.
How's it going?
You know, drinking beer,
alienating friends.
- How's that working out?
- Down to my last one actually.
- Friend or beer?
- Both.
Well, let's fix that.
It's alright
I don't accept drinks
from strangers.
Evan.
Now I'm not a stranger.
And you're Alex.
- How'd you know that?
- We have a mutual friend, Paul Ward.
I'm a retired lawyer.
I handled his divorce.
We go way back.
He said, I might find you here.
Is that all he said?
He said that you
sometimes do favors
for people for the right price
And the right people.
I haven't seen Paul
in about three years
since I worked the
door at his club.
What is it that you need?
Is there somewhere else
more private we can talk?
More private than this?
What I have to
say, is very dark.
Hope you've got a car.
- You live here?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- You hear that?
Exactly.
Her name's Bianca.
She's 14 years old.
She's been missing for
the last two weeks.
Her mother's a heroin addict.
It seems that Bianca fell
in with the wrong crowd.
The word is she's been
exploited by a child sex ring
And someone has to get her out.
The fee is 20,000 pounds.
The mother can't be putting up
that sort of cash. So who is?
Someone high up in
central government
I'm his unofficial legal
advisor. He's a married man.
He paid to sleep
with Bianca's mother.
Now she's blackmailing him.
He gets her daughter
back or she goes public.
And how would it look if a
public figure inadvertently
financed a heroin
addict's habit?
Look, Evan. I collect debts.
I work the door at
clubs. I don't do this.
I thought you might say that.
Here You got a DVD player?
Over there.
Watch it. I can't
look at it anymore.
They get you when
you're vulnerable,
Give you a drink to
make you do things.
They passed me around each other
and then passed me
around other men.
Most of the time I was drunk.
Sometimes I'd be
made to have sex
with up to 20 men a week.
They told me they'd
recorded it all
and if I said anything
they'd post it online
and send it to my friends.
I was homeless when
they brought me in.
First I thought they
were my friends.
They'd buy me nice things.
Then after a while, they
brought men round to abuse me.
I felt I couldn't refuse
'cause they'd saved me
from being on the streets.
I got addicted to heroin.
I slept with whoever they
brought to get my fix.
They got me hooked on it.
But when I started to refuse,
they gang raped me
and they beat me.
You hear that? That's
what she hears.
Nothing, all the
time. She's deaf.
Who are the others on the tape?
Who knows? The police think
they're all connected.
Happens in every major town
and city across the board.
What is there to go on, Evan?
Honestly, nothing.
You better start scratching
around all the dives.
You must know the city.
One thing that may be of use
though, the government guys,
half brother is a
convicted pedophile.
Another skeleton in
their closet. James Swan.
He's doing three
years at Barlinnie.
Sex offender's wing.
Might start there.
He might know something.
What if I have to get
in touch with you?
Keep me informed.
Fuck this man!
- I'm having this shit.
- Mr. Bong!
Fuck yes. Here's to
the best fucking pimps.
Try the brown. Try the brown.
Can you tell her to
shut the fuck up please?
Shush.
Takings were up 800
per girl this week.
It's not enough.
Should be a thousand
per week per girl.
We need to go to
the hotels, outcall.
Too risky.
Customers don't wanna come to
us. They don't trust incall.
Well, this is what we're
working with right now. Okay?
Why? Why we can use the taxi.
'cause every time we try
and transport a girl,
even under the cover of
darkness, it's a risk
Client pays for the hotel.
Less overhead, no rates.
We just need to find a couple
of grubby hotel owners,
grubby ones who look the other
way. More business for them.
I could arrange that
via the dark web.
No more in-person exchanges.
I could set that up.
Means no more cloak
and dagger shit.
Cuts out the physical risk.
How, how do we set it up?
Any of you got a spare laptop?
Yeah, I've got one in the house.
I just need a VPN.
VPN. VPN! V-P-N!
V-P motherfucking N!
Get this fucking shit out
of my fucking face man!
I told you man these fucking
pills are bullshit man!
Get this fucking
outta my face, man.
Shut up. SHUT UP!
Hello sir. How are you?
Good. Have you considered
our proposition?
Yeah, we're discussing
it just now.
- And?
- Clarification.
You'll buy the merchandise
for a one time fee.
Yes. And we'll take them
wherever they need to go.
Hotels, apartments, wherever.
Apart from the initial
fee, you would get 20%
of their takings per month.
They take in more
than 5K per recruit.
Yeah. Yeah. We like
that arrangement.
- But?
- What about quantity?
As many as you can.
The more product you supply the,
the more money
you're gonna make.
It's a no brainer.
You thick little shit.
I like problem solvers. Be a
problem solver. Not a problem.
And I will call you in two
days for an update. Okay?
Dick.
- Thick little shit!
- Shut it!
It's cool man we'll sort
it, we'll fucking sort it
We'll fucking sort it.
Keep the party going guys!
Keep the party
going man! Fucking-
put some music on.
I'm gonna go fuck!
This guy, this guy!
Hey, hey, hey. Stop resisting.
You know you're a dirty
bitch. You like it in the ass?
Do you like it in the ass? Hey,
do you want it in
the fucking ass?
You fucking white bitch.
Hey, come here. Come here.
Come here, you
darling, come. Hey,
There we go.
You're gonna feel my big
brown cock in you. That's it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Kiss me. Hey kiss.
- Who are you?
- I'm looking for a girl. She's missing.
They said my cousin
had come to visit.
No, I'm doing some
work for your brother.
I need to find her.
And why would he
think I can help?
Because you're convicted
pedophile. James.
- Who's that?
- It's his niece.
You don't know anything.
I know that you're in
here for three years.
I know these walls must talk.
Do you know what they
put me in here for?
I read about you in the paper.
You were a teacher, right?
Caught in bed with a
pupil. 15-year-old boy.
They burned me. You
don't understand
James he was 15.
It was different, alright.
I'm not a pedophile. I'm
not into little kids.
Not like the rest of
them in this unit.
I was attracted to him.
Yeah, I was.
But we had a bond.
He was funny, smart. And I
thought he understood me.
We texted. It was mutual.
I, I I know, I know. He was 15.
I couldn't help the way I
felt. I didn't ask for it.
I genuinely loved him.
James. Sit up, sit up.
I crossed a line.
Listen we're all a bit
fucked up, alright.
Just, keep your head down.
No one visits me.
Look James, this
girl. She's only 14.
They reckon that a
sex ring got to her.
Come on James who's
in here, who talks?
I don't know.
Really. I don't know.
God. I hope she's alright.
Look-
there was a guy in here,
not just an internet
chatroom perv.
He was brought in
about a month ago.
Rape, facilitating
child sex abuse.
Apparently some others
gave him up to stay out
and he was the only
one who got time.
- Anything else?
- Some of his family visit.
Last week they were thrown
out for arguing in here.
I don't suppose you got a name?
No, but they own property.
I overheard them talk
about an off license.
Any idea where?
There was a man stabbed
outside it last week.
I remember reading
about that. Okay,
- It's all I've got - Thanks.
Watch your back. There's
some bad people in here.
I'm sorry
Hi Gemma. Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
- You sure?
Yeah. It's just
been a long day.
Gemma,
I'm sorry to have
to have this chat.
Are you making me redundant?
Oh God, no. No, no. Of course
not. It's nothing like that.
It's just, there've been
some reports from students
who may have looked
a little too far into
your personal life.
- What do you mean?
- How can I put this?
A pupil's claimed that they've
seen photographs of you on
social media in lingerie
posing next to what
they describe as
a stripper pole.
What?
- Now, at this point,
I don't know whether
it's on a personal
or a business account,
but the school's
communication policy states
that teachers must never
befriend a student on a personal
social networking site.
I don't even use social media.
I mean, I know
you're a young girl
and you like to, shall
we see have some fun.
No I don't have any personal
social media accounts.
I don't have any accounts.
Right. Well, as of yet,
I haven't seen these
photographs myself.
So at this moment in time,
they're unsubstantiated.
But you know how quickly
rumblings can turn into eruptions
in this place.
And I wanted to give you
the chance to mitigate it
before they get shared
around the whole school.
Honestly, I, I can't
think what they mean.
Okay. I'll take
your word for it.
Are you sure
everything's alright?
Yeah.
Okay.
Fuck.
Did you put my photo
on social media?
I don't know, did you
have your photo taken?
I fucking told you
I'm a school teacher.
I told you specifically
when I joined
that I never wanted my photo
to appear on social media.
Well if you've had
your photo taken-
Oh, okay.
So if I have a couple of drinks
in here on a Saturday night
and then have my photo taken
with the girls at work,
that allows you to just go
back on our agreement, does it?
Listen, I'm not responsible
for every single thing
that's put up.
One fucking thing
I asked you for,
I told you if I'm ever
caught working here,
my job is on the line.
I could get suspended.
- What's up babe?
- I asked him for one thing
and now he's
plastered my fucking
picture all over the internet.
- Henry!
- It was a fucking mistake alright.
It must have got
uploading with the rest.
I'll have it taken down.
Yeah. Now, right fucking now
if I'm ever caught working
here, my job is on the line.
There's already a pupil
who claims to have seen it.
This is your workplace as well.
Yeah. Only 'cause
I need the money.
Well see if you need the money,
get there and fucking work then
That better be down
in five minutes.
Fuck's her problem.
He'll take it down.
I fucking told him.
I know you did, but
he's a prick. What's up?
I got a fucking
eviction notice today.
Shit. Sorry baby.
Yeah they've given me four
weeks to pay up or get out.
- How far behind are you?
- Three months.
Look, it's not the end of
the world. You'll make it up.
- How?!
- Do a couple extra nights here
and do your marking
during your lunch break.
You'll make it up.
Stop fucking stressing.
It is a fucking eviction notice.
And what?
It's fixable. And look, the
worst comes to the worst.
You can crash on
my couch for a bit.
I'll just get Dez told.
I won't see you stuck.
Thanks Mel.
Right. Get ready,
smile and I'll
see you out there.
Chin up. tits out
Five pounds please mate.
Cheers
Listen man, are you alright
if I use your toilet?
It's for staff only.
I'm desperate man.
I fucking feel like shit bro.
- It's in the back.
- Cheers
There.
Cheers.
Where are you going?
I just need the first
aid kit. I cut my finger.
Cheers guys.
Elena!
Nassar newsagents?
Yeah. Can you check see if
they own any other properties.
One sec. I'm, I'm in
front of the, the laptop
Nassar Enterprises
owner, Amar Nassar,
own several newsagents and
takeaway food shops.
Do you know if they've
all got flats above
Typically, yes.
They own or lease
the up down. Oh wait-
It looks like they may
have some other residencies
in addition to
commercial properties.
- Whereabouts - Flats
in Piper Street.
10 0-1 through 2-3.
Looking for something?
- Sex.
- Aren't we all?
What kinda girl?
Young.
We've got Heidi, just turned 18.
I was thinking younger.
Lemme see your palms.
What?
Are you fucking sick?
What are you gonna do to me?
How many girls are
in those flats?
- Eight.
- All above the age of consent?
- What? Yes, yes.
- And not against their will?
The rooms are just rented
to them. That's it.
And who are you?
What do you do?
- I just work the doors.
- For who?
Mr. Nassar.
Have you seen her?
- No.
- Does Nassar solicit kids?
I don't know.
Did he prostitute her?
- There's nothing like that.
- Just...
Shut your fucking mouth.
Somebody help! Somebody help!
- Why did you ask to see my palms?
- Fuck,
Fucking hell.
Are you gonna kill me?
Why did you ask to see my palms?
- It's how they know.
- Know what?
People come with a
symbol on their palm.
If they're into that,
they come with a symbol.
- Then what?
- I send them somewhere
Where?
It's different every
time. I make a call,
and it's usually
just a street corner.
What's the symbol?
Look, if you're looking
for that, I can just-
Ah! Screaming
Ahhh!
Please, please.
What's the fucking symbol?
Please.
It's, it's a downward arrow
Number.
It's under NSR in the contacts.
Calm down. Breathe. Breathe.
- What is it?
- I've got a down
For when?
- Tonight?
- Yeah. Berkeley Street.
11:00 PM
Okay, thanks.
Fuck.
Use the glass on the
floor to cut the ties.
Go back to the flats.
One word about this
and I'll come back.
And I'll cut your
fucking heart out.
Shit, you scared me.
Sorry.
Not like you to be late.
Yeah. Busy night.
You seem on edge.
We can always rearrange
you know, if you're busy.
No, it's fine.
You never really
talk much do you?
Man of few words.
Yeah. I've just never been
very good with people.
- I'm sure that's not true.
- It's awkward.
What? Because I work
at a lap dancing club?
No, I mean like making
conversation. Bullshit small talk.
What am I meant to ask
you? Busy night mate?
Believe it or not. Yeah.
I get the shit taxi driver
chat too you know.
You're tense tonight.
That was different.
Yeah.
Stress all gone?
Shit.
You?
The guy from the shop?
- Yeah.
- Ryan sent you?
- Yeah.
- What were you doing at the shop?
I just moved here,
live in the next street
I don't like coincidences.
Makes me think something's up.
- Not this time.
- What are you looking for?
- Sex.
- Piper street are good enough?
I like them younger
= It's late. We're booked up.
Give me your number.
Tomorrow you'll get a text.
Get there at the address
and time it says.
Tomorrow.
Who're you then?
- Just a nobody -
Better keep it that way.
- Says who?
- Says me
- And you are?
- Just a nobody.
World's full of them pal.
You know what I reckon though?
What's that?
I reckon that you're
either some pervert
with too much time on his hands.
That likes to skulk
around at night.
Maybe with a liking
for young girls.
Unemployed.
Or else. No, you're too
young to be a father
unless you had a
kid in high school
and didn't want to play parent.
Lots of young kids
run away from home
and get involved in things.
Maybe you were trying to
find her, bring her back.
Am I right?
Either way. It's got
nothing to do with you.
It's got everything
to do with me, pal.
Know what I reckon?
I reckon I'm not the
one curb crawling
or dishing out the
thinly field threats.
See, you're too coy to
be a concerned citizen,
so I sense authority.
But trust me-
you've got nothing on me.
You better keep it that way.
You've always had such lovely
strong hair. Not like mine.
Yours is fine Mum.
It's so thin. Like little
bits of black thread.
You should get extensions.
I'm too old for that.
Those things are
for you young girls.
Whose party is it tonight?
- Mark's from school.
- Is Mark a nice boy?
Yeah, he's really nice.
His family are really nice.
- Will there be food there?
- Yeah.
I need to give you
something to take
a dish. Maybe some gulab.
No mum. It's not like that.
It's just like pizza and stuff.
Okay. Okay. I
won't make a fuss.
Hey, what's this?
Hey dad. Mum's just doing
my hair for a party.
- Party.
- Yeah. Mark's, from school.
That's the second one this week.
I know, she's lucky to
have so many friends.
She's lucky to be
from my good family.
I was expecting you to
work tonight. I need help.
- Sorry dad.
- I put a roof over your head.
The least you could do
is work to pay me back.
Leave her alone Amar. She
needs to enjoy herself.
I don't like her going
to these parties.
There could be
drinking involved.
There won't. It's not like
that. It's at his house.
His family are gonna be there.
Okay. That's you all done.
Okay. I'll just
go do my makeup.
I don't like her going to
parties, wearing makeup.
She should be
working and studying.
- It's harmless - It's not-
It's not harmless.
I don't want my daughter
meeting these boys outside
of school and know what
kids her age are like.
She needs to learn. She
should be helping the family.
The laptop's upstairs.
I'll set up the VPN
And that'll let us
surf the dark web.
Yeah.
Encrypt it.
I don't want Meeana to
accidentally access anything.
No, I'll sort it
out. Trust me.
Who the fuck are you?
Where is she?
I don't know where
they've taken them
- I dunno where.
- Where is she?
Fuck.
Fuck.
I don't like you going
to these parties.
I raised you to be
a respectable girl.
And if I find out you
were drinking there,
there's gonna be trouble.
That's all I can say.
- I won't drink - Good.
I don't want you associating
with those boys either.
You'll get married
when the time is right.
No sex before marriage.
I told you that before.
- I know. I know.
- Were you listening?
Yes, I am.
I think that's Chloe.
That's Chloe. Chloe.
Chloe! Hey.
Hello, how are you?
How are you?
- I love your hair.
- Thanks.
Hey, are you okay?
You need to stop.
I don't feel well.
We'll just walk the
rest of the way.
- Remember what I told you?
- I know.
Are you okay? Are you just
nervous about the party?
Oh my God. What's wrong?
I need to tell you something.
But you're gonna hate me.
You can tell me anything.
No, I mean it. You're
gonna fucking hate me.
You're scaring me now.
The the other
night he chased me.
Who? My dad.
He chased me and I
thought that he was gonna
Chloe. What?
I thought he was gonna rape me.
I do not believe you.
Elena!
There's blood in the sink.
What?
There's little drops
of blood in the sink.
Elena.
She cut herself at work today.
- Oh.
- We should go
Remind Elena that
she's working tonight.
Yeah, she can come in an
hour later if she wants.
Ghadir'll pick her up.
Okay I'll see you soon.
Not here.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Hey. What happened to your face?
It's just work.
- Work?
- Yeah.
Is everything okay?
What you my fucking
therapist now?
Sorry.
It's all good. So
what do you wanna do?
- It's been a rough day.
- I can just go if you want.
No, no, no. Sorry.
You're here now.
- Why am I here though?
- What do you mean?
What? Three times a
week for two years?
Can't be that hard for
you to find a girlfriend.
One that you don't
have to pay for.
Well this way there's no
ties. No getting attached.
What's wrong with
getting attached?
- My lifestyle?
- That can change though.
Yeah, just not right now.
Sorry. I am doing the
therapist thing again.
Listen, when I first
met you at the club,
this was supposed to
be a one time thing.
I don't, I don't do this
sort of thing. That's not me.
I do some escorting.
I do some dancing.
I take business guys out to
dinner. That's meant to be it.
Why do you keep
coming back then?
You seem lonely. Are you?
- Little bit.
- And I needed the money
and I feel, I feel
kind of sorry for you.
Thanks. What makes you think
I need your sympathy? Anyway-
Aren't you a school
teacher or something?
I thought they made good money.
Well, yeah, it's not bad but-
- What?
- I'm paying off a debt.
- A big debt.
- Drugs.
Wow. I'm just some big
cliche to you. Huh?
- No, sorry. I didn't mean
to say- - No, not drugs.
My dad racked up thousands
on my credit card
and then his
business went under.
- Where is he now?
- Gone.
What missing gone or gone, gone?
Do you wanna dance?
- Dance?
- Yeah.
- Oh, like a lap dance?
- No, I mean
dance, like with me.
Yeah. Okay.
You are so odd this week, Alex.
Romantic. Who is this?
- My dad.
- Your dad?
Yeah.
He's good.
Bout all he ever was good at.
Used to play like down the pub,
weddings and funerals and stuff.
Then he was in a
motorcycle accident.
He lost his hearing.
He can't play anymore.
It's the only thing he loved
and it was taken away from him.
- What about your mum?
- She loved someone else.
- What? And she left.
- Mmm.
- What about your mum?
- I don't know.
I was taken into care not
long after I was born.
And then my dad, he got in touch
then I found out why.
Money?
Yeah.
Sob story. I fell for it.
It's 'cause you're
a good person.
- Or just weak.
- Have you never thought
about trying to find your mum?
What for? I think if someone's
meant to be in your life,
then they'll find you.
- What?
- Sorry?
I just don't get asked to
dance like this very often.
- What do you prefer?
- I like what I do.
I know that might seem
hard to believe, but I do.
It makes people happy.
- Does it?
- One way or another? Yeah.
What do we do about the
girl from the party?
Nothing. She can't do
anything to us anyway.
What if she tells Elena?
Let me deal with
my own daughter.
I knew paths were gonna
cross sooner or later.
That's why we should be
careful about who we pick up.
What about the
guy from the shop?
What about the
guy from the shop?
- Just a coincidence?
- See this paranoia!
That. That is what's
stopping us from progressing.
So you wanna send him the text?
Go ahead as planned.
We can't afford to
turn down any business.
What about Taylor?
When's he gonna show up?
He's probably away
with one of the girls.
If he turns up, look if
he calls, you tell him
to get his fucking
priorities straight.
How well do you know
this guy? Anyway?
Shh. Mr. Holden.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Time is ticking on.
- I understand
You got the girls ready?
We can have them ready for
delivery within two days.
- How many?
- We're working on recruiting more
for now, six.
- Six.
- Yeah.
You're fucking
kidding me. Six.
Do you have any idea how
many people are in this city?
Over half a fucking million;
crawling with
deviants and scumbags.
Bursting at the seams with them.
And you say you've
got half a dozen.
Like I've just stepped
into the bakers
to get some breakfast
fucking rolls.
- Mr. Holden; -
Shut the fuck up.
If I want your opinion, I'll
stick my fist up your fucking
ass and use you
like a glove puppet.
I told you you need
volume. Recruit more.
Get them recruiting
themselves. I run a network.
Understand? Do you want
to shit with the big boys?
- Yes.
- I'm getting old. I can't hear you.
- Yes, - Good.
Well you phone me and tell me
when you've got them ready.
Wait. One moment.
When they are ready,
when we deliver them,
there'll be no ties back to us.
Think of it selling
a secondhand car.
If it stops working in the
first week. I'll bring it back.
One other thing.
We have a concern.
There is a third party
taking an inordinate
interest in your business.
- Third party?
- Yeah.
What do you mean?
Him.
He's just a customer.
Pretty prolific customer.
My security team has seen him
enter your convenience store.
Care to explain?
He lives locally.
Are you fucking
spying on us now?
It is my duty to vet everyone
who becomes part of my network.
And if you can't do due
diligence, then it makes me doubt
and question the viability
and stability of our
professional relationship.
Understood? Got it?
Yes.
You call me when you've
got the girls ready.
Are you trying to piss him off?
He's a fucking old white cunt.
He's a fucking old white cunt
that's gonna make us rich.
I felt I couldn't
refuse 'cause they'd-
I got addicted to heroin.
They got me hooked on
it. But when I started
What the fuck is going on?
Why have you got that tape?
- It's alright.
- I need to leave.
Wait, wait, wait.
Get the fuck away from me!
What's wrong? Why
are you bleeding?
- I am trying to find her.
- Why?
'cause she went missing.
I was hired to try
and get her back.
Jesus. What happened
to your chest?
There's a brothel
on Piper Street.
I think that they've got her.
I thought you worked
the door at Fantasia.
I do. I mean, that's
my regular gig.
Sometimes I do other
things. Word gets around.
- Who asked you to find her?
- Some lawyer.
There was this girl at the
club. She'd just turned 18.
She got drugged by
two guys at a party
and then just went
missing for two months.
What happened? Was
anyone charged?
No. No evidence. She
couldn't remember anything.
Look, I really have to go.
I'm scared. I feel like I'm
never gonna see you again.
- Come back in three hours.
- I could just wait here.
- Might not be safe.
- Okay.
Show the text.
Did you search him?
Clean.
Hundred.
Everything is in the room.
Room three, upstairs.
You have 40 minutes.
What's your name?
Amy.
Amy.
Amy, I'm not gonna
hurt you alright?
You know if she's here?
I think she's in number seven.
Okay,
Listen, don't worry.
I'm gonna send someone
to get you out, okay?
Okay.
Where the fuck's he going?
Get back in the fucking bed.
And fucking stay there.
- Evan?
- Yeah.
I've got her.
Ohh. Shit, Alex.
I think we have a
bit of a problem.
- What?
- I just found Bianca's mum,
looks like an overdose.
- Her mum's dead.
- Yeah.
I dropped in to check on her.
Shit
So what happens now?
Sit tight. I'll call you back.
Shit.
Jesus. Are you okay?
Yeah. She's sleeping in there.
Oh my God. You found
her. Is she okay?
Okay as she can be.
Sit down.
Were there others?
- Yeah.
- And what about the police?
- I can't involve them.
- But you going there,
does that not put the
other girls in danger?
What if they've
already moved them?
Well you have to get
them out of there.
Even if it's an
anonymous tip off.
Yeah, but this isn't like some
vigilante pedophile hunter
cornering a guy on
the street asking him
why he's been a
texting school girl.
And then posting the
video on the internet.
These guys are organized.
It's like an outfit.
What about the police though?
- Not yet.
- Why not?
What are they gonna say
about an illegal handgun?
Torturing someone
for information
all by a guy that
uses prostitutes.
How's that gonna look in court?
That's what I am, is it?
Just some prostitute?
Not to me. That's
how they'll see it.
I'll go back for the others.
How long have you
been doing this?
What, this? About 20 seconds.
You know what I mean.
I told you it's only
ever been with you.
Does that make you
look at me differently?
She makes me look
at you differently.
She was forced against
her will, I wasn't
Your situation forced you.
I took advantage of that.
No. No. You didn't know my
situation. Listen to me.
If I didn't wanna do this,
there are other ways.
A little bit of me liked you.
Just a little bit?
I like spending time with you.
Now that you talk more.
What's put you in such
a reflective mood?
Just life.
Cheesy. And vague.
- I want that on my headstone.
- What? Cheesy and vague.
Yeah.
I think mine will
say something like;
loved by nobody.
How about just; beloved,
and then dot dot dot
How much is your debt?
It doesn't matter.
I got 20 grand for finding
Bianca, it's yours.
I want you to have it.
- I'm not some charity
case, - But you think I am.
- Play your dad's song again.
- You don't have to.
Come on dance with me.
- Hello?
- Hi. Mr. Williams?
- Yeah.
- Hi Mr. Williams.
It's Claire here. Nurse
Claire from the Care Home.
I'm sorry to have to tell you,
but your father has
deteriorated further.
He's now in his
bed, he's bed bound.
And we feel it's maybe a good
time to come and see him.
Right okay. Yeah.
I'll be there.
So. What have you been up to?
Not very much.
I forgot how fucking
cold your house is.
It's freezing. You not freezing?
Yeah.
Yeah. Okay. That's fine.
They've got him.
They're on their way.
When they arrive, go
down the farm road.
We don't know who this guy
is. He might have been tailed.
Okay.
Get out.
Walk.
Sit.
Who are you?
Fuck this ya. Let me know
when it's fucking done.
Is it too much for you eh?
Who are you?
Are you police?
Huh? Tell me!
Or she loses
another fucking leg!
No.
You forgot to fucking search me.
Fuck. Fuck.
Ahhh!
Shit.
Okay, okay, okay.
No, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
I'm sorry. Okay. I'm
sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.
She can't fucking hear you.
Who the fuck is that?
Screaming
Alex?
Alex?
Holden?
I've just arrived on the scene.
Well, it's carnage here.
We've managed to identify
two of Amar's crew,
but the rest of the bodies
are too badly burned,
for any positive identification,
that's gonna have
to be a lab job.
But it looks like
someone's beat us to it
'cause there's bodies
laying everywhere.
Fuck.
You in tomorrow?
Yeah early, what about you?
Nah graveyard again.
John-
Muffled voices
Couldn't have picked
a lighter bitch huh?
We got ourselves a
pretty one though
Alright guys. Guys, why
don't you just leave it? Huh?
It's fucking late innit.
Mate I'm not leaving till
this bitch sucks my cock
Mate look at her,
she can't consent.
What the fuck's it
got to do with you?
I've bought this little
slut drinks all night
Feel like she owes me
something. You feel me?
What the fuck you staring at?
Get the fuck outta here.
Don't feel well.
- You alright?
- Mate don't fucking speak to her.
She's fine.
Just leave it alright
before you get fucked up.
Dickhead.
Come on Eve, wake up
Mate let's just get
the fuck outta here.
Vomiting
Aww that's fucking disgusting!
It's on my fucking shoe.
Hoy mate, Darren!
What's your fucking
problem, mate?
This comes back on
me, I'm gonna find you
I'll burn your fucking house
down and I'll kill your family.
You feel me?
I've got one.
I see her.
You want a lift?
No, it's alright.
The last bus was
half an hour ago.
Are you sure?
Trust me. I'm a taxi driver.
I know when the last bus is.
Come on, get in.
I don't have any money.
Do you live far?
Five stops on the bus.
It's fine. Jump in. It's more
important you get home safe.
Are you sure?
Yeah, of course.
So my mate's coming
in two minutes yeah?
We'll just be two
minutes alright.
You been somewhere nice?
- Just at friend's
- Boyfriend?
No, he is not a boyfriend.
What's your name?
- Chloe.
- Nice name. Do you like to drink Chloe?
Yeah. A little bit.
Drink at parties, yeah?
- Yeah. Sometimes.
- I fuck with that.
You ever tried drugs?
- Like what?
- You know, like weed or coke?
- Nah.
- That's good.
So what's this boy
like? Your friend?
- Yeah. He's cool.
- What'd you get up to?
Just chilled. Listen to music.
You a virgin?
It's fine. You don't
have to tell me.
I'm only pulling your
leg. Just being nosey.
Where's your friend? I
thought he was just coming.
Yeah. Yeah. He'll
just be two minutes.
He's around the corner.
Hey, Who's this?
This is Chloe.
- Chloe. Is he treating you good?
- Yeah.
Chloe likes to drink,
but she doesn't do drugs.
Don't do drugs. Never done
drugs? Well, I don't drink.
I prefer coke. You can
have some if you want?
- No, I'm okay.
- There's a first time for everything.
Have you got any
drink in your bag?
- No, not tonight.
- She's been round at her boyfriend's
Boyfriend.
Whoa. I'm disappointed.
Well, a little bit
jealous. He's a lucky man.
You're very pretty.
- Thanks.
You should, you should
let me be your boyfriend.
Or am I too old?
- A little bit. Yeah.
- You know, I'm sure with some vodka
you could change
your mind about me.
Where are you going
tonight, mate?
- I'm going to a party.
- Alright, for some.
I'm working all night.
Why don't you ask Chloe
if she wants to go?
Do you wanna come to a party?
No, I need to get home.
That's fine. Just
text the folks.
Tell 'em you'll be back late.
There are plenty of
young people there.
It's my younger
brother's birthday.
Oh, right.
Seriously he's like
17, very handsome.
No, no, I'm, I'm okay.
You are gonna hurt
my mate's feelings.
It's okay.
I'll give you a free ride
and you hurt my mate's
feelings like that.
You can just let me out here.
It's fine.
We're just teasing.
Don't let him bother you.
He's only having some fun.
He's had too much coke.
Chill man. Chloe's sensitive.
Hey. Hey. What the fuck?
What you doing you
fucking asshole?!
What the fuck!
Get her first!
Fucking dick!
Fuck.
We lost her. She's not here.
Fuck.
This is why I tell you
to lock the fucking door.
Fuck.
Get up ya dick.
- Morning.
- Alright.
Finished?
- Hey John - Hi,
how you doing?
Hi. His breathing seems
to be a bit labored today.
Yeah. I'm afraid his condition
has deteriorated over this
past couple of weeks.
He's still in good
spirit spirits though.
- Still all there.
- Sharp as a tack.
Sometimes it's more
difficult if their mind goes.
Are you after a cup of tea?
- Yeah. Thanks.
- Okay.
- Hey - Hey
Sorry.
My shoes are a bit wet.
So where are we tonight then?
Yeah. No, I'm fine. Thanks.
It's nice to see you too.
Come on Alex. We both know
you're not one for chitchat.
What about right over here?
- Evening.
- Alright.
How's it going?
You know, drinking beer,
alienating friends.
- How's that working out?
- Down to my last one actually.
- Friend or beer?
- Both.
Well, let's fix that.
It's alright
I don't accept drinks
from strangers.
Evan.
Now I'm not a stranger.
And you're Alex.
- How'd you know that?
- We have a mutual friend, Paul Ward.
I'm a retired lawyer.
I handled his divorce.
We go way back.
He said, I might find you here.
Is that all he said?
He said that you
sometimes do favors
for people for the right price
And the right people.
I haven't seen Paul
in about three years
since I worked the
door at his club.
What is it that you need?
Is there somewhere else
more private we can talk?
More private than this?
What I have to
say, is very dark.
Hope you've got a car.
- You live here?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- You hear that?
Exactly.
Her name's Bianca.
She's 14 years old.
She's been missing for
the last two weeks.
Her mother's a heroin addict.
It seems that Bianca fell
in with the wrong crowd.
The word is she's been
exploited by a child sex ring
And someone has to get her out.
The fee is 20,000 pounds.
The mother can't be putting up
that sort of cash. So who is?
Someone high up in
central government
I'm his unofficial legal
advisor. He's a married man.
He paid to sleep
with Bianca's mother.
Now she's blackmailing him.
He gets her daughter
back or she goes public.
And how would it look if a
public figure inadvertently
financed a heroin
addict's habit?
Look, Evan. I collect debts.
I work the door at
clubs. I don't do this.
I thought you might say that.
Here You got a DVD player?
Over there.
Watch it. I can't
look at it anymore.
They get you when
you're vulnerable,
Give you a drink to
make you do things.
They passed me around each other
and then passed me
around other men.
Most of the time I was drunk.
Sometimes I'd be
made to have sex
with up to 20 men a week.
They told me they'd
recorded it all
and if I said anything
they'd post it online
and send it to my friends.
I was homeless when
they brought me in.
First I thought they
were my friends.
They'd buy me nice things.
Then after a while, they
brought men round to abuse me.
I felt I couldn't refuse
'cause they'd saved me
from being on the streets.
I got addicted to heroin.
I slept with whoever they
brought to get my fix.
They got me hooked on it.
But when I started to refuse,
they gang raped me
and they beat me.
You hear that? That's
what she hears.
Nothing, all the
time. She's deaf.
Who are the others on the tape?
Who knows? The police think
they're all connected.
Happens in every major town
and city across the board.
What is there to go on, Evan?
Honestly, nothing.
You better start scratching
around all the dives.
You must know the city.
One thing that may be of use
though, the government guys,
half brother is a
convicted pedophile.
Another skeleton in
their closet. James Swan.
He's doing three
years at Barlinnie.
Sex offender's wing.
Might start there.
He might know something.
What if I have to get
in touch with you?
Keep me informed.
Fuck this man!
- I'm having this shit.
- Mr. Bong!
Fuck yes. Here's to
the best fucking pimps.
Try the brown. Try the brown.
Can you tell her to
shut the fuck up please?
Shush.
Takings were up 800
per girl this week.
It's not enough.
Should be a thousand
per week per girl.
We need to go to
the hotels, outcall.
Too risky.
Customers don't wanna come to
us. They don't trust incall.
Well, this is what we're
working with right now. Okay?
Why? Why we can use the taxi.
'cause every time we try
and transport a girl,
even under the cover of
darkness, it's a risk
Client pays for the hotel.
Less overhead, no rates.
We just need to find a couple
of grubby hotel owners,
grubby ones who look the other
way. More business for them.
I could arrange that
via the dark web.
No more in-person exchanges.
I could set that up.
Means no more cloak
and dagger shit.
Cuts out the physical risk.
How, how do we set it up?
Any of you got a spare laptop?
Yeah, I've got one in the house.
I just need a VPN.
VPN. VPN! V-P-N!
V-P motherfucking N!
Get this fucking shit out
of my fucking face man!
I told you man these fucking
pills are bullshit man!
Get this fucking
outta my face, man.
Shut up. SHUT UP!
Hello sir. How are you?
Good. Have you considered
our proposition?
Yeah, we're discussing
it just now.
- And?
- Clarification.
You'll buy the merchandise
for a one time fee.
Yes. And we'll take them
wherever they need to go.
Hotels, apartments, wherever.
Apart from the initial
fee, you would get 20%
of their takings per month.
They take in more
than 5K per recruit.
Yeah. Yeah. We like
that arrangement.
- But?
- What about quantity?
As many as you can.
The more product you supply the,
the more money
you're gonna make.
It's a no brainer.
You thick little shit.
I like problem solvers. Be a
problem solver. Not a problem.
And I will call you in two
days for an update. Okay?
Dick.
- Thick little shit!
- Shut it!
It's cool man we'll sort
it, we'll fucking sort it
We'll fucking sort it.
Keep the party going guys!
Keep the party
going man! Fucking-
put some music on.
I'm gonna go fuck!
This guy, this guy!
Hey, hey, hey. Stop resisting.
You know you're a dirty
bitch. You like it in the ass?
Do you like it in the ass? Hey,
do you want it in
the fucking ass?
You fucking white bitch.
Hey, come here. Come here.
Come here, you
darling, come. Hey,
There we go.
You're gonna feel my big
brown cock in you. That's it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Kiss me. Hey kiss.
- Who are you?
- I'm looking for a girl. She's missing.
They said my cousin
had come to visit.
No, I'm doing some
work for your brother.
I need to find her.
And why would he
think I can help?
Because you're convicted
pedophile. James.
- Who's that?
- It's his niece.
You don't know anything.
I know that you're in
here for three years.
I know these walls must talk.
Do you know what they
put me in here for?
I read about you in the paper.
You were a teacher, right?
Caught in bed with a
pupil. 15-year-old boy.
They burned me. You
don't understand
James he was 15.
It was different, alright.
I'm not a pedophile. I'm
not into little kids.
Not like the rest of
them in this unit.
I was attracted to him.
Yeah, I was.
But we had a bond.
He was funny, smart. And I
thought he understood me.
We texted. It was mutual.
I, I I know, I know. He was 15.
I couldn't help the way I
felt. I didn't ask for it.
I genuinely loved him.
James. Sit up, sit up.
I crossed a line.
Listen we're all a bit
fucked up, alright.
Just, keep your head down.
No one visits me.
Look James, this
girl. She's only 14.
They reckon that a
sex ring got to her.
Come on James who's
in here, who talks?
I don't know.
Really. I don't know.
God. I hope she's alright.
Look-
there was a guy in here,
not just an internet
chatroom perv.
He was brought in
about a month ago.
Rape, facilitating
child sex abuse.
Apparently some others
gave him up to stay out
and he was the only
one who got time.
- Anything else?
- Some of his family visit.
Last week they were thrown
out for arguing in here.
I don't suppose you got a name?
No, but they own property.
I overheard them talk
about an off license.
Any idea where?
There was a man stabbed
outside it last week.
I remember reading
about that. Okay,
- It's all I've got - Thanks.
Watch your back. There's
some bad people in here.
I'm sorry
Hi Gemma. Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
- You sure?
Yeah. It's just
been a long day.
Gemma,
I'm sorry to have
to have this chat.
Are you making me redundant?
Oh God, no. No, no. Of course
not. It's nothing like that.
It's just, there've been
some reports from students
who may have looked
a little too far into
your personal life.
- What do you mean?
- How can I put this?
A pupil's claimed that they've
seen photographs of you on
social media in lingerie
posing next to what
they describe as
a stripper pole.
What?
- Now, at this point,
I don't know whether
it's on a personal
or a business account,
but the school's
communication policy states
that teachers must never
befriend a student on a personal
social networking site.
I don't even use social media.
I mean, I know
you're a young girl
and you like to, shall
we see have some fun.
No I don't have any personal
social media accounts.
I don't have any accounts.
Right. Well, as of yet,
I haven't seen these
photographs myself.
So at this moment in time,
they're unsubstantiated.
But you know how quickly
rumblings can turn into eruptions
in this place.
And I wanted to give you
the chance to mitigate it
before they get shared
around the whole school.
Honestly, I, I can't
think what they mean.
Okay. I'll take
your word for it.
Are you sure
everything's alright?
Yeah.
Okay.
Fuck.
Did you put my photo
on social media?
I don't know, did you
have your photo taken?
I fucking told you
I'm a school teacher.
I told you specifically
when I joined
that I never wanted my photo
to appear on social media.
Well if you've had
your photo taken-
Oh, okay.
So if I have a couple of drinks
in here on a Saturday night
and then have my photo taken
with the girls at work,
that allows you to just go
back on our agreement, does it?
Listen, I'm not responsible
for every single thing
that's put up.
One fucking thing
I asked you for,
I told you if I'm ever
caught working here,
my job is on the line.
I could get suspended.
- What's up babe?
- I asked him for one thing
and now he's
plastered my fucking
picture all over the internet.
- Henry!
- It was a fucking mistake alright.
It must have got
uploading with the rest.
I'll have it taken down.
Yeah. Now, right fucking now
if I'm ever caught working
here, my job is on the line.
There's already a pupil
who claims to have seen it.
This is your workplace as well.
Yeah. Only 'cause
I need the money.
Well see if you need the money,
get there and fucking work then
That better be down
in five minutes.
Fuck's her problem.
He'll take it down.
I fucking told him.
I know you did, but
he's a prick. What's up?
I got a fucking
eviction notice today.
Shit. Sorry baby.
Yeah they've given me four
weeks to pay up or get out.
- How far behind are you?
- Three months.
Look, it's not the end of
the world. You'll make it up.
- How?!
- Do a couple extra nights here
and do your marking
during your lunch break.
You'll make it up.
Stop fucking stressing.
It is a fucking eviction notice.
And what?
It's fixable. And look, the
worst comes to the worst.
You can crash on
my couch for a bit.
I'll just get Dez told.
I won't see you stuck.
Thanks Mel.
Right. Get ready,
smile and I'll
see you out there.
Chin up. tits out
Five pounds please mate.
Cheers
Listen man, are you alright
if I use your toilet?
It's for staff only.
I'm desperate man.
I fucking feel like shit bro.
- It's in the back.
- Cheers
There.
Cheers.
Where are you going?
I just need the first
aid kit. I cut my finger.
Cheers guys.
Elena!
Nassar newsagents?
Yeah. Can you check see if
they own any other properties.
One sec. I'm, I'm in
front of the, the laptop
Nassar Enterprises
owner, Amar Nassar,
own several newsagents and
takeaway food shops.
Do you know if they've
all got flats above
Typically, yes.
They own or lease
the up down. Oh wait-
It looks like they may
have some other residencies
in addition to
commercial properties.
- Whereabouts - Flats
in Piper Street.
10 0-1 through 2-3.
Looking for something?
- Sex.
- Aren't we all?
What kinda girl?
Young.
We've got Heidi, just turned 18.
I was thinking younger.
Lemme see your palms.
What?
Are you fucking sick?
What are you gonna do to me?
How many girls are
in those flats?
- Eight.
- All above the age of consent?
- What? Yes, yes.
- And not against their will?
The rooms are just rented
to them. That's it.
And who are you?
What do you do?
- I just work the doors.
- For who?
Mr. Nassar.
Have you seen her?
- No.
- Does Nassar solicit kids?
I don't know.
Did he prostitute her?
- There's nothing like that.
- Just...
Shut your fucking mouth.
Somebody help! Somebody help!
- Why did you ask to see my palms?
- Fuck,
Fucking hell.
Are you gonna kill me?
Why did you ask to see my palms?
- It's how they know.
- Know what?
People come with a
symbol on their palm.
If they're into that,
they come with a symbol.
- Then what?
- I send them somewhere
Where?
It's different every
time. I make a call,
and it's usually
just a street corner.
What's the symbol?
Look, if you're looking
for that, I can just-
Ah! Screaming
Ahhh!
Please, please.
What's the fucking symbol?
Please.
It's, it's a downward arrow
Number.
It's under NSR in the contacts.
Calm down. Breathe. Breathe.
- What is it?
- I've got a down
For when?
- Tonight?
- Yeah. Berkeley Street.
11:00 PM
Okay, thanks.
Fuck.
Use the glass on the
floor to cut the ties.
Go back to the flats.
One word about this
and I'll come back.
And I'll cut your
fucking heart out.
Shit, you scared me.
Sorry.
Not like you to be late.
Yeah. Busy night.
You seem on edge.
We can always rearrange
you know, if you're busy.
No, it's fine.
You never really
talk much do you?
Man of few words.
Yeah. I've just never been
very good with people.
- I'm sure that's not true.
- It's awkward.
What? Because I work
at a lap dancing club?
No, I mean like making
conversation. Bullshit small talk.
What am I meant to ask
you? Busy night mate?
Believe it or not. Yeah.
I get the shit taxi driver
chat too you know.
You're tense tonight.
That was different.
Yeah.
Stress all gone?
Shit.
You?
The guy from the shop?
- Yeah.
- Ryan sent you?
- Yeah.
- What were you doing at the shop?
I just moved here,
live in the next street
I don't like coincidences.
Makes me think something's up.
- Not this time.
- What are you looking for?
- Sex.
- Piper street are good enough?
I like them younger
= It's late. We're booked up.
Give me your number.
Tomorrow you'll get a text.
Get there at the address
and time it says.
Tomorrow.
Who're you then?
- Just a nobody -
Better keep it that way.
- Says who?
- Says me
- And you are?
- Just a nobody.
World's full of them pal.
You know what I reckon though?
What's that?
I reckon that you're
either some pervert
with too much time on his hands.
That likes to skulk
around at night.
Maybe with a liking
for young girls.
Unemployed.
Or else. No, you're too
young to be a father
unless you had a
kid in high school
and didn't want to play parent.
Lots of young kids
run away from home
and get involved in things.
Maybe you were trying to
find her, bring her back.
Am I right?
Either way. It's got
nothing to do with you.
It's got everything
to do with me, pal.
Know what I reckon?
I reckon I'm not the
one curb crawling
or dishing out the
thinly field threats.
See, you're too coy to
be a concerned citizen,
so I sense authority.
But trust me-
you've got nothing on me.
You better keep it that way.
You've always had such lovely
strong hair. Not like mine.
Yours is fine Mum.
It's so thin. Like little
bits of black thread.
You should get extensions.
I'm too old for that.
Those things are
for you young girls.
Whose party is it tonight?
- Mark's from school.
- Is Mark a nice boy?
Yeah, he's really nice.
His family are really nice.
- Will there be food there?
- Yeah.
I need to give you
something to take
a dish. Maybe some gulab.
No mum. It's not like that.
It's just like pizza and stuff.
Okay. Okay. I
won't make a fuss.
Hey, what's this?
Hey dad. Mum's just doing
my hair for a party.
- Party.
- Yeah. Mark's, from school.
That's the second one this week.
I know, she's lucky to
have so many friends.
She's lucky to be
from my good family.
I was expecting you to
work tonight. I need help.
- Sorry dad.
- I put a roof over your head.
The least you could do
is work to pay me back.
Leave her alone Amar. She
needs to enjoy herself.
I don't like her going
to these parties.
There could be
drinking involved.
There won't. It's not like
that. It's at his house.
His family are gonna be there.
Okay. That's you all done.
Okay. I'll just
go do my makeup.
I don't like her going to
parties, wearing makeup.
She should be
working and studying.
- It's harmless - It's not-
It's not harmless.
I don't want my daughter
meeting these boys outside
of school and know what
kids her age are like.
She needs to learn. She
should be helping the family.
The laptop's upstairs.
I'll set up the VPN
And that'll let us
surf the dark web.
Yeah.
Encrypt it.
I don't want Meeana to
accidentally access anything.
No, I'll sort it
out. Trust me.
Who the fuck are you?
Where is she?
I don't know where
they've taken them
- I dunno where.
- Where is she?
Fuck.
Fuck.
I don't like you going
to these parties.
I raised you to be
a respectable girl.
And if I find out you
were drinking there,
there's gonna be trouble.
That's all I can say.
- I won't drink - Good.
I don't want you associating
with those boys either.
You'll get married
when the time is right.
No sex before marriage.
I told you that before.
- I know. I know.
- Were you listening?
Yes, I am.
I think that's Chloe.
That's Chloe. Chloe.
Chloe! Hey.
Hello, how are you?
How are you?
- I love your hair.
- Thanks.
Hey, are you okay?
You need to stop.
I don't feel well.
We'll just walk the
rest of the way.
- Remember what I told you?
- I know.
Are you okay? Are you just
nervous about the party?
Oh my God. What's wrong?
I need to tell you something.
But you're gonna hate me.
You can tell me anything.
No, I mean it. You're
gonna fucking hate me.
You're scaring me now.
The the other
night he chased me.
Who? My dad.
He chased me and I
thought that he was gonna
Chloe. What?
I thought he was gonna rape me.
I do not believe you.
Elena!
There's blood in the sink.
What?
There's little drops
of blood in the sink.
Elena.
She cut herself at work today.
- Oh.
- We should go
Remind Elena that
she's working tonight.
Yeah, she can come in an
hour later if she wants.
Ghadir'll pick her up.
Okay I'll see you soon.
Not here.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Hey. What happened to your face?
It's just work.
- Work?
- Yeah.
Is everything okay?
What you my fucking
therapist now?
Sorry.
It's all good. So
what do you wanna do?
- It's been a rough day.
- I can just go if you want.
No, no, no. Sorry.
You're here now.
- Why am I here though?
- What do you mean?
What? Three times a
week for two years?
Can't be that hard for
you to find a girlfriend.
One that you don't
have to pay for.
Well this way there's no
ties. No getting attached.
What's wrong with
getting attached?
- My lifestyle?
- That can change though.
Yeah, just not right now.
Sorry. I am doing the
therapist thing again.
Listen, when I first
met you at the club,
this was supposed to
be a one time thing.
I don't, I don't do this
sort of thing. That's not me.
I do some escorting.
I do some dancing.
I take business guys out to
dinner. That's meant to be it.
Why do you keep
coming back then?
You seem lonely. Are you?
- Little bit.
- And I needed the money
and I feel, I feel
kind of sorry for you.
Thanks. What makes you think
I need your sympathy? Anyway-
Aren't you a school
teacher or something?
I thought they made good money.
Well, yeah, it's not bad but-
- What?
- I'm paying off a debt.
- A big debt.
- Drugs.
Wow. I'm just some big
cliche to you. Huh?
- No, sorry. I didn't mean
to say- - No, not drugs.
My dad racked up thousands
on my credit card
and then his
business went under.
- Where is he now?
- Gone.
What missing gone or gone, gone?
Do you wanna dance?
- Dance?
- Yeah.
- Oh, like a lap dance?
- No, I mean
dance, like with me.
Yeah. Okay.
You are so odd this week, Alex.
Romantic. Who is this?
- My dad.
- Your dad?
Yeah.
He's good.
Bout all he ever was good at.
Used to play like down the pub,
weddings and funerals and stuff.
Then he was in a
motorcycle accident.
He lost his hearing.
He can't play anymore.
It's the only thing he loved
and it was taken away from him.
- What about your mum?
- She loved someone else.
- What? And she left.
- Mmm.
- What about your mum?
- I don't know.
I was taken into care not
long after I was born.
And then my dad, he got in touch
then I found out why.
Money?
Yeah.
Sob story. I fell for it.
It's 'cause you're
a good person.
- Or just weak.
- Have you never thought
about trying to find your mum?
What for? I think if someone's
meant to be in your life,
then they'll find you.
- What?
- Sorry?
I just don't get asked to
dance like this very often.
- What do you prefer?
- I like what I do.
I know that might seem
hard to believe, but I do.
It makes people happy.
- Does it?
- One way or another? Yeah.
What do we do about the
girl from the party?
Nothing. She can't do
anything to us anyway.
What if she tells Elena?
Let me deal with
my own daughter.
I knew paths were gonna
cross sooner or later.
That's why we should be
careful about who we pick up.
What about the
guy from the shop?
What about the
guy from the shop?
- Just a coincidence?
- See this paranoia!
That. That is what's
stopping us from progressing.
So you wanna send him the text?
Go ahead as planned.
We can't afford to
turn down any business.
What about Taylor?
When's he gonna show up?
He's probably away
with one of the girls.
If he turns up, look if
he calls, you tell him
to get his fucking
priorities straight.
How well do you know
this guy? Anyway?
Shh. Mr. Holden.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Time is ticking on.
- I understand
You got the girls ready?
We can have them ready for
delivery within two days.
- How many?
- We're working on recruiting more
for now, six.
- Six.
- Yeah.
You're fucking
kidding me. Six.
Do you have any idea how
many people are in this city?
Over half a fucking million;
crawling with
deviants and scumbags.
Bursting at the seams with them.
And you say you've
got half a dozen.
Like I've just stepped
into the bakers
to get some breakfast
fucking rolls.
- Mr. Holden; -
Shut the fuck up.
If I want your opinion, I'll
stick my fist up your fucking
ass and use you
like a glove puppet.
I told you you need
volume. Recruit more.
Get them recruiting
themselves. I run a network.
Understand? Do you want
to shit with the big boys?
- Yes.
- I'm getting old. I can't hear you.
- Yes, - Good.
Well you phone me and tell me
when you've got them ready.
Wait. One moment.
When they are ready,
when we deliver them,
there'll be no ties back to us.
Think of it selling
a secondhand car.
If it stops working in the
first week. I'll bring it back.
One other thing.
We have a concern.
There is a third party
taking an inordinate
interest in your business.
- Third party?
- Yeah.
What do you mean?
Him.
He's just a customer.
Pretty prolific customer.
My security team has seen him
enter your convenience store.
Care to explain?
He lives locally.
Are you fucking
spying on us now?
It is my duty to vet everyone
who becomes part of my network.
And if you can't do due
diligence, then it makes me doubt
and question the viability
and stability of our
professional relationship.
Understood? Got it?
Yes.
You call me when you've
got the girls ready.
Are you trying to piss him off?
He's a fucking old white cunt.
He's a fucking old white cunt
that's gonna make us rich.
I felt I couldn't
refuse 'cause they'd-
I got addicted to heroin.
They got me hooked on
it. But when I started
What the fuck is going on?
Why have you got that tape?
- It's alright.
- I need to leave.
Wait, wait, wait.
Get the fuck away from me!
What's wrong? Why
are you bleeding?
- I am trying to find her.
- Why?
'cause she went missing.
I was hired to try
and get her back.
Jesus. What happened
to your chest?
There's a brothel
on Piper Street.
I think that they've got her.
I thought you worked
the door at Fantasia.
I do. I mean, that's
my regular gig.
Sometimes I do other
things. Word gets around.
- Who asked you to find her?
- Some lawyer.
There was this girl at the
club. She'd just turned 18.
She got drugged by
two guys at a party
and then just went
missing for two months.
What happened? Was
anyone charged?
No. No evidence. She
couldn't remember anything.
Look, I really have to go.
I'm scared. I feel like I'm
never gonna see you again.
- Come back in three hours.
- I could just wait here.
- Might not be safe.
- Okay.
Show the text.
Did you search him?
Clean.
Hundred.
Everything is in the room.
Room three, upstairs.
You have 40 minutes.
What's your name?
Amy.
Amy.
Amy, I'm not gonna
hurt you alright?
You know if she's here?
I think she's in number seven.
Okay,
Listen, don't worry.
I'm gonna send someone
to get you out, okay?
Okay.
Where the fuck's he going?
Get back in the fucking bed.
And fucking stay there.
- Evan?
- Yeah.
I've got her.
Ohh. Shit, Alex.
I think we have a
bit of a problem.
- What?
- I just found Bianca's mum,
looks like an overdose.
- Her mum's dead.
- Yeah.
I dropped in to check on her.
Shit
So what happens now?
Sit tight. I'll call you back.
Shit.
Jesus. Are you okay?
Yeah. She's sleeping in there.
Oh my God. You found
her. Is she okay?
Okay as she can be.
Sit down.
Were there others?
- Yeah.
- And what about the police?
- I can't involve them.
- But you going there,
does that not put the
other girls in danger?
What if they've
already moved them?
Well you have to get
them out of there.
Even if it's an
anonymous tip off.
Yeah, but this isn't like some
vigilante pedophile hunter
cornering a guy on
the street asking him
why he's been a
texting school girl.
And then posting the
video on the internet.
These guys are organized.
It's like an outfit.
What about the police though?
- Not yet.
- Why not?
What are they gonna say
about an illegal handgun?
Torturing someone
for information
all by a guy that
uses prostitutes.
How's that gonna look in court?
That's what I am, is it?
Just some prostitute?
Not to me. That's
how they'll see it.
I'll go back for the others.
How long have you
been doing this?
What, this? About 20 seconds.
You know what I mean.
I told you it's only
ever been with you.
Does that make you
look at me differently?
She makes me look
at you differently.
She was forced against
her will, I wasn't
Your situation forced you.
I took advantage of that.
No. No. You didn't know my
situation. Listen to me.
If I didn't wanna do this,
there are other ways.
A little bit of me liked you.
Just a little bit?
I like spending time with you.
Now that you talk more.
What's put you in such
a reflective mood?
Just life.
Cheesy. And vague.
- I want that on my headstone.
- What? Cheesy and vague.
Yeah.
I think mine will
say something like;
loved by nobody.
How about just; beloved,
and then dot dot dot
How much is your debt?
It doesn't matter.
I got 20 grand for finding
Bianca, it's yours.
I want you to have it.
- I'm not some charity
case, - But you think I am.
- Play your dad's song again.
- You don't have to.
Come on dance with me.
- Hello?
- Hi. Mr. Williams?
- Yeah.
- Hi Mr. Williams.
It's Claire here. Nurse
Claire from the Care Home.
I'm sorry to have to tell you,
but your father has
deteriorated further.
He's now in his
bed, he's bed bound.
And we feel it's maybe a good
time to come and see him.
Right okay. Yeah.
I'll be there.
So. What have you been up to?
Not very much.
I forgot how fucking
cold your house is.
It's freezing. You not freezing?
Yeah.
Yeah. Okay. That's fine.
They've got him.
They're on their way.
When they arrive, go
down the farm road.
We don't know who this guy
is. He might have been tailed.
Okay.
Get out.
Walk.
Sit.
Who are you?
Fuck this ya. Let me know
when it's fucking done.
Is it too much for you eh?
Who are you?
Are you police?
Huh? Tell me!
Or she loses
another fucking leg!
No.
You forgot to fucking search me.
Fuck. Fuck.
Ahhh!
Shit.
Okay, okay, okay.
No, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
I'm sorry. Okay. I'm
sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.
She can't fucking hear you.
Who the fuck is that?
Screaming
Alex?
Alex?
Holden?
I've just arrived on the scene.
Well, it's carnage here.
We've managed to identify
two of Amar's crew,
but the rest of the bodies
are too badly burned,
for any positive identification,
that's gonna have
to be a lab job.
But it looks like
someone's beat us to it
'cause there's bodies
laying everywhere.
Fuck.