The Runaway s01e03 Episode Script

Sometimes I feel I've got to run away I've got to get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere But I lost my light For I toss and turn, I can't sleep at night Once I ran to you Now I run from you The tainted love you've given I gave you all a boy could give you Now take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love Morning.
Come on in.
I'm just a boy who likes to eat, drink and be Mary.
Now, look away for a minute, my darling.
A little bit of pain never hurt anyone.
I'm expecting a gentleman caller.
- Oh.
- But it's fine.
You can stay in your room.
No running away.
Fucking gun is fucking fucked.
Don't do that.
You'll make it worse.
The fucking thing is fucking fucked! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
A sensitive weapon, this.
Look.
Filthy again.
- Well, fucking clean it, then.
- OK.
Haven't you got anything to do, you lot? You want to pull your fucking socks up, all of you.
(Whistles) (Door closes) Help yourself to a drink, Mr Middleton.
Thank you, Desrae.
You look lovely.
After you.
You was doing this.
Now, it won't have that.
Breechblock is forward.
Cock that back now insert the mag.
That should be loaded and ready to fire.
How come you know all this, then? It's no secret, Danny.
Good.
Cos I don't like secrets.
- You're on probation.
You know that, don't you? - Yes, sir, I do.
So, why have you been sniffing round my daughter behind my back? I haven't, Danny, I swear.
(Fires) Look at that, eh.
Works.
Now, you listen.
My daughter, she went to Roedean, all right.
Not fucking Shithouse High.
She went to Roedean and a Swiss finishing school.
Now, you, you're a murderer.
You're a thug, you're an animal.
Useful qualities, I'll admit, in an enforcer.
But not quite what I'm looking for in my future son-in-law.
Do you grab my drift? - Yes, sir.
- Good.
Now, you stay away from my daughter.
Where are my clothes? - What clothes? - Outdoor clothes, the clothes I came here in.
I threw them out.
They were disgusting.
I'll buy you some new clothes.
What about Eamonn? I need to get back.
But you can't.
Not with Lily Law still looking for you.
- You really can't.
- He doesn't even know where I am.
We've got a good thing going here, Richard.
Hm.
This stuff sells and sells.
Massive earner.
The beauty of the Dirty Squad is we're autonomous.
DPP solicitors only get to see what we want them to see.
We're all team players here if you know what I mean.
(Door opens) - That's what I've heard, yeah.
He's here.
Mr Pasqualino.
Ah, this is Richard Gates.
He's the newest member of the Obscene Publication Squad.
- Where were you before? - Bethnal Green.
You'll find we do things differently up west.
I'll have these, these and these.
At the right price.
Of course.
I was hoping for a bit more.
We have an extra mouth to feed.
Dry your hands and come and see what I've got for you.
Look at this.
Isn't it beautiful? You'll look like Julie Christie or something.
And there's more.
- What's all this for? - Someone I want you to meet.
Who? The boyfriend.
- Stunning.
- He knows about me? Don't worry.
He can keep a secret.
He's married.
As far as his family's concerned, I don't even exist.
I'm the mistress.
Beautiful.
Don't worry.
You'll be safe with me, I promise.
And now for something no young lady should ever be without a pair of sexy slingbacks.
Thank you.
It's my pleasure.
- Hello, darling! - Fucking hell! (Wolf whistles) Why, thank you, boys.
If you touch you have to buy.
- How much for the blonde? - Too much for you, judging by your apparel.
Here we are.
The Peppermint Club.
Tell mama All about it Tell mama What you need Tell mama What you want And I'll make everything all right That girl you had didn't have no sense She wasn't worth all the time that you spent She had another man throw you outdoors Now the same man is wearing your clothes Oh.
Here he is.
L'amore della mia vita.
Tell mama what you need Tell mama What you want And I'll make everything all right Who is this? Joey, this is the person I've been telling you about.
This is Cathy.
Cathy, this is Joey Pasqualino.
- May I join you? - Of course.
- Isn't she beautiful? - Very.
Salute.
I've got to go and get ready.
Drink your drink, enjoy yourself.
Ciao for now.
Lesley seems to have taken you under his wing.
Yeah.
Look at me.
I own this place.
Desrae is the star attraction, which makes him very important to me.
He gets very attached to people.
- Do you know what I mean? - Yes.
I'd hate to see him get hurt.
(Music intro) When I said I needed you You said you would always stay It wasn't me who changed, but you And now you've gone away Don't you see that now you've gone And I'm left here on my own That I have to follow you And beg you to come home You don't have to say It's not going to happen, Caroline.
Not again.
You don't have to stay for ever I will understand I don't want to see you again.
Bad luck.
Caroline.
Forget it.
I'll see you whenever I want.
Otherwise, I'll tell Daddy you wouldn't take no for an answer and you raped me.
Left alone with just a memory Life seems dead and so unreal All that's left is Ioneliness There's nothing left to feel You don't have to say you love me Just be close at hand You don't have to stay forever I will understand Believe me Believe me Oh! You don't have to say you love me Just be close at hand You don't have to stay forever I will understand Believe me Believe me Believe me! (Cheering and applause) You come round here Trying to make your demands You gotta be honest (Song continues) Well, I never.
Mind if I join you? This is a turn-up for the books.
You look different.
You look erm You look good.
You look very good.
More than can be said for the caretaker of that place you ran away from.
Cathy, my colleagues in Uniform are looking everywhere for you.
- Is he? - He'll live.
How the hell did you end up in a place like this? - Excuse me.
- Sit down.
Sit down.
- Ooh, where's Cathy? - She'll be all right.
Oh, for goodness' sake, Joey, she can't be left on her own.
Who the hell is she, Desrae? Where did she come from? It doesn't matter.
She's been through a terrible time.
How am I supposed to see you if she's in the flat? Oh, I don't know, Joey.
Perhaps you'll have to convince me that you're not ashamed to be seen with me outside of my flat and this club.
So that's what this is about? You're just trying to provoke me? (Slams counter) I went out on a limb for you, Cathy.
Fuck knows why, but I did.
So it's probably best for both of us, if we keep schtum about our shared past and the shit that's happened of late, agreed? - Sweetheart! - Detective Inspector Richard Gates.
Er Joey invited me down to have a look around.
I'm a new boy in Soho, so - I'm very glad I came.
- You've met my niece, I see? Yes, it was a it was a pleasure.
Excuse me.
- Is everything all right? - Yes.
Get me out of here, Mr Gates, please.
I'd rather top myself than stay banged up, I swear.
Madge, look at me.
Madge.
I've moved from the East End, up West.
Vice Squad.
Now, I can still help you, but you have to stop all this crazy talk about being fitted up.
A policeman come to see me.
I told him what you did to me.
I've told him everything.
Yes, and he didn't believe you, Madge.
I've spoken to him.
He thought you were raving and I can see why.
I can get the charges down to manslaughter.
You'll be out in two years.
- But you have to plead guilty.
- Why the fuck should I? Because if you don't I shall have to put Cathy in the witness box and I'll get her to testify against you.
Is that what you want? You want your daughter telling the world what a lousy mother you are? Why are you so bothered about her? I'm the one banged up.
You need to pull yourself together or you're gonna get sectioned.
When you're lashing out that makes you full of self-pity.
You carry on like this and you'll end up in a padded cell, girl.
- You don't know me.
- No.
Maybe not.
I did know someone very like you.
My mother was a whore, Madge.
Me mother.
My dear old mum who ended up taking her own life.
And towards the end she was mad as a wet hen.
Just like you.
(Doorbell) (Door closes) I hope those fucking shitbags you'll see are clean.
Of course they are.
I'm sorry.
This kid you've taken in - I've been making enquiries.
- Oh, Joey.
She was living in Selby Street.
There was a boy living there at the time.
Now he's running around with Danny Dixon.
- Desrae? - I hear you.
Dixon is the worst kind of news.
Hm.
I know.
You can't just take in every waif or stray that crosses your path.
She's not a stray.
I like having her here.
You want something to look after? Get a dog.
Fuck you, you cheap bastard.
It seems to me that this girl could be involved in all kinds of shit.
Bit like yourself, then.
(Door closes) Taxi.
(Door buzzer) Yeah? CATHY: Eamonn? - Who is it? - Open the door.
Hello, Eamonn.
Cathy.
Are you glad I came back to you? Yes.
Yes.
I don't want to lose you again, Eamonn.
You won't.
You won't, not again.
I promise.
Oh, my God.
Eamonn.
Who the hell is that? Cathy, please.
Talk to me, Cathy, please.
Open the door.
Cathy, just a word.
It's not how you see it is.
- What, as in your sister Cathy? - No, not my sister.
- Cathy, please, listen to me.
- You fuck your sister? - Will you shut your fucking mouth a minute? - Don't you dare - Cathy, please.
Why did I just fucking say? - You do not Cath.
Cathy, please.
- Look, it's not how it looks.
- I'm going.
No, don't, Cathy, please.
Look, there's nothing between us.
- There never was.
She means nothing to me.
- Excuse me! Will you just go? Will you leave us alone? I'm not going anywhere.
- I can't bear this! - You sick pervert! I should have known better.
I'm such a fool! - No, Cathy.
Cathy, please.
Please don't.
- I should never have come here.
Please, Cathy.
Cathy, look, I don't want you to go.
I don't care what you want! Get out of my way! - Don't come back here, whore.
- What did you call her, you fucking bitch! Didn't I tell you it was over? How'd you get in? Did you take my fucking? You took my fucking keys.
Fucking keys.
Now, give them back.
- Fucking now! - Don't manhandle me, you caveman.
Shut your mouth! I'm phoning Daddy.
I'm going to tell him that you raped me.
Put the fucking phone! (Screams) Come on, then.
Come on! Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit.
(Sobs) (Sobbing) Oh, fuck! So you're back? I'm sorry I left without telling you.
I just love him so much.
And was it everything you hoped it would be? So what now? I've nowhere else to go.
Good.
(Coughing) Dad? Dad! Who is she? Caroline Dixon.
Bloody hell! - Is this her drum? - No.
Eamonn Docherty's.
You cunt! (Voices arguing) My little fucking baby! I'm sorry, Danny, I'm sorry! I need your help, Dad.
I'm in big trouble.
Wake up, Cathy.
Wake up.
What is it? Read it.
Read it! I told Joey you were there last night.
- Why did you tell him? - Good job he did.
The police think Eamonn Docherty is the reason the girl is dead.
So you were there? I take it the girl was still alive when you left? Yes! Have the police ever taken your fingerprints? - Um - Think! I don't know.
I don't think so.
Dixon wants revenge.
When he finds out you were there, he'll come looking for you.
Stop it, Joey.
No need to frighten her.
No need to frighten her? The man has lost his daughter! He will want blood! Don't you understand? Joey What did I tell you about taking her in? What did I tell you? - Which flat you looking for? - I'm going to see Miss Desrae.
The fuck you are.
- What are you doing? - Going.
Where? If I'm such a risk to have around, if I'm so in the way, such a problem for you both - Don't be stupid.
- Let go of me.
- You're behaving like a spoiled brat.
- What does that make you, my mother? Cathy.
Stop it.
Please.
Look, I'm not letting you go anywhere.
It's not safe for you out there.
You're staying here with me.
I'm not to blame for the things he's done.
I'm not.
Of course not.
Thank you for helping me, Dad.
I wouldn't be thanking me too quick.
If they help us, there'll be a price to pay.
There always is.
You're very lucky, young man, that your father and I go back a long way together.
You're lucky that your father is held in high esteem.
How old are you? I'm 18.
18 years old.
Two children dead because of you.
He was one of ours, did you know that? James Carter.
A good Irish Catholic family.
You might well hang your head in shame.
You're away tonight.
You leave by boat at midnight.
- Where are we going? - New York, the pair of you.
I'll hear your confession now.
(Sobs) Cathy, please don't cry.
Leave us alone! I should've known better.
I'm such a fool! Cathy, I don't want you to know.
I don't care what you want! Get out of my way! (Newspaper vendor shouts) I want a little word with you.
If that piece of shit, Eamonn Docherty comes looking for you He won't.
But if he does reach out to you, turn your back, have nothing more to do with him.
Ever.
Do you want me to show you the photographs of what he did? - That can be arranged.
- No, I don't! - If you hear from him - I'm not gonna.
you let me know.
- Agreed? - Let go of me! I'm sick of people telling me what to do.
That's the price you pay for getting involved with scum like him.
You think I don't know that? I ain't finished with you yet.
It's your mum.
She's not well.
What do you mean? She's been moved from Holloway to Broadmoor.
What's that? It's a hospital.
She needed psychiatric treatment.
I have to see her.
You can't.
She's a danger to you, she's a danger to herself.
She's my mum.
She's not in her right mind.
I'll let you know when it's safe to go.
You Docherty? Yeah.
Get in.
I'll come get you when Petey's ready to see you.
Till then, wait here.
Keep your heads down.
Hello, stranger.
You met Mr Middleton on the stairs, then, I take it? He was in hospital for a week.
His jaw is wired shut.
Good.
Not funny.
I know you don't like me seeing my clients but what's a girl to do? I've got to have some independence.
The deeds for the Peppermint.
It's all yours.
You can do what you like with it.
You can sell it.
You can burn it down for the insurance for all I care.
I thought you would be pleased.
You want your financial independence - there it is.
And what do you want in return? You know what I want.
I want you to stop seeing your clients.
All right.
And Cathy? That's your decision.
Not if you let her come between us.
So she's staying, then? I hope so.
Well, my temperature is rising, and my feet left the floor Crazy people knocking cos I wanted some more Bugger me! Free at last! (Cheering) Everybody, welcome to the Peppermint Club, which I'm proud to say is now owned exclusively by moi! (Cheering) I have something for you.
Cathy Duke? I made you 18.
It makes everything a bit easier.
That'll stand up to the closest scrutiny.
Don't worry.
You're now Eamonn Quinn junior and senior.
American citizens.
Now you have a new identity.
- Use it any way you want.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Keep your thanks.
How do we work without our papers? You work for us.
And you'll start the bottom, just like the miserable piece of shite you are.
To new beginnings.
Whenever I'm with him Something inside Starts to burning And I'm filled with desire Could it be the devil in me Or is this the way love's supposed to be? It's like a heat wave Burning in my heart - Thank you.
Thank you for everything.
It's tearing me apart Whenever he calls my name It sounds more sweet that way Darling, are you lost? I'm looking for my dad.
Joey.
Oh, you must be Tommy.
- Try the back office through there.
- Thank you.
You're welcome, babe.
Like a heat wave, burning in my heart Oh, fuck.
It's tearing me apart - Tommy! Watch it, mate.
Clear up in there.
Sometimes I stare into space Tears all over my face I can't stand it, don't understand it Ain't never felt What do you mean, I can't come in? I mean, you can't come in.
Why can't I come in? Eh? Why not? Every other fucker's come in, anyway.
I want to have a good look at the old queers.
- What's the trouble? - Mr Dixon's drunk.
I might well be drunk.
But I still want to have a look at the queers.
I'm sorry for your loss.
But I want you to turn around and leave quietly.
Yeah.
I want to have a look at the fucking queers! Hey.
Get out while you can still walk.
Don't pass up this chance Cos it sounds like a true romance It's like a heat wave Burning in my heart I said, it's like a heat wave Burning in my heart (Applause)