Sherwood (2022) s02e04 Episode Script

Season 2, Episode 4

1
This programme contains strong language
Kyre Branson. We found him dead.
It's a gathering storm,
and I'm worried about
anyone who's at the centre of it.
Stephie, what do you want, duck?
You tell 'em what you want.
- Live at home.
- We've got cousins.
They can come, stay, help her.
Keep it in the family.
What are these even implying?
That there was like a boss
undercover person in '84,
Thatcher's man on the ground.
Can I trust you?
Don't worry, we
just know a few people, that's all,
keeping us up to speed
with what's happening.
- Yeah, we've been in danger before.
- But this is different, Rory.
Look at me. This is different!
Folk reckon it's really out here?
Scott Rowley's treasure?
15 grand!
My new job,
it's about trying to understand.
What's there to understand?
I mean, he's a psychopath
who killed my husband!
You don't muck about, do you?
Oh, no, I'm not I'm not
"leaving" leaving this minute.
I'm just, er
just going to stay with me sister
for a bit, that's all.
She moved up to the Peaks,
so I thought I'd go and see
what it feels like up there,
you know, while I let
the idea of this settle.
- OK.
- Yeah.
I weren't in when they viewed it.
Who are they?
Are they? Are they nice?
I don't know, just
Yeah, like a family.
Normal family. Two kids.
Yeah. We brought our daughter up
here and then the grand kids,
and, yeah, they were always
coming round and
Are you going to be OK?
Yeah, of course, yeah.
- All right. I'll see you.
- Yeah.
MICKEY: So go on, then.
You've had the statements.
What are you waiting for?
I'm afraid the statements alone
aren't going to cut it
with the CPS, given your own, um,
less-than-clean record.
Well, she hasn't got one. Clean as
a whistle.
Yeah, but neither of you were actually
there when the killings took place.
The voicemail - you've got
Roy Branson's voice saying
Saying what? He just makes a threat,
don't he? That's all.
They told us they were going to
do it, then they left to go do it,
then they came back and told us
they'd fucking done it. Jesus!
And what are they going to say
when we pull 'em in here?
They're going to point the finger
at you, aren't they, say that you're
putting them in the frame
because it were you that did it?
What reason would we have to kill
poor bastards we didn't even know?
Ronan was there
when Nicky Branson was killed.
I knew it. I said, didn't I?
Not to be trusted.
Nothing would ever be enough.
You can't be fucking trusted!
OK, OK. All right. So, come on,
what are you saying?
Look, I appreciate the leap
that you're all making here.
I do. But if this is going to
stick, then I'm afraid
we're going to have to
ask you to, erm
record them making a confession.
Wear a wire?
One of us?
Look, I I understand the risk,
I do. I just
So, basically, not to put
too fine a point on it,
you're all sat here
with limp dicks in your hand,
unable to do the dirty yoursens,
so you want us to lube up
and get the job done for you?
If that's not too fine a point,
like I say.
Innocent people are dead, Mr Sparrow.
You knew they were in danger, and
not only did you fail to inform us,
you also went along for the ride.
- All right, hey, hey!
- Now, as far as I'm
No, that's not We
She She tried to stop them.
We did. And
And it's all I think about
that we didn't. I can't bear it.
Give us the room. Just family.
Just family, she said.
- DAPHNE: Rory
- No.
No, this is mad, this is.
I'm fucking spinning in here!
All right, what did we say?
We won't ever be safe until
the Bransons are out of the picture.
Well, let's take them out, then,
our way.
Oh, right, because that'll never
come back to us, will it?
Either Ann and Roy or one of
the half-dozen remaining Bransons
who won't need a calculator
to put two and two together
to know it was us. Think!
We shouldn't have done this,
though, should we?
What's the one rule,
the one thing you never do?
Grass. Not anyone, let alone us.
Us?! I mean, fucking Jesus Christ!
I can't. I can't do it. I'm done.
- Where are you going?
- Rory!
This is bullshit.
- Rory?
- No, you can bollocks!
So, erm
How would it work if I did it?
MICKEY: Hold up.
Shouldn't I be doing it?
Well, we spent time with her - Ann.
It wouldn't be odd - that odd -
to check back in with her,
now that we know
that their nephew died there.
Oh, wait. No. Hang on.
Do we know he's dead?
HARRY: Well, it's not public yet,
but we can let the press know
later on today.
- And he's been identified now, so
- Yeah, but we just need
to be careful, you know,
because, er, this news,
it could put fuel
on the flames out there,
and there's tensions
with rival gangs, and
Yeah, so the gap between us
releasing it and any of you
sitting down with Ann
better be as short as possible.
No, not any of us. Me.
I'm doing it alone.
- Daphne!
- I want to help.
I mean, that's why I'm here - to help.
No-one else, right? And that
includes anyone else from in here,
the police - I don't trust
any of them. I don't even trust you.
Well, just to just to
reassure you, you know,
we've got the entire Branson family
under special protection.
They can't move an inch
without us knowing about it, so
Up to you, me duck.
DOOR OPENS
Stephie, is this them?
CAR DOOR OPENS
CAR DOOR CLOSES
- Home, sweet home.
- Oi, look at Ryan.
ALL CHUCKLE
Stephie, if you're not sure
about this, about staying here,
then you can just say now.
Hey, it's cool. Right? She's
all right. Innit, Stephie, mate?
- Well, we can we can just go.
- Wait. Hang on. Go where?
I mean, what have you got for her
that's better than her own home?
It's OK.
Right. Well, remember, you've got
my mobile number in your phone,
and you know that I just live
a few roads away, don't you?
Do you?
That's good to know. She lives
with the Sheriff of Nottingham.
CHUCKLES
Wwell, la-di-da!
Right
I'll see you soon, yeah?
Ryan said you had to look after me
and do what he says. He said.
Yeah, don't worry.
Ryan's still the boss.
Yeah. Two times a week,
he calls from the slammer.
ALL CHUCKLE
DOOR BUZZER
SCOTT: So that's your big idea,
is it? To just
steal me treasure, eh, is it?
Did you not just listen to owt I said?
Huh? Not steal. Nah.
Nah, nah, nah. Go fetch.
You think you're the first one?
Oh, mate! Honestly, I fucking swear,
when I'm on the out, I'll get it
for you. I'll save it.
Promise!
SCOTT CHUCKLES
Yeah, except I've got people
on the out right now, haven't I?
Listen, it's no good
sat there in the soil, is it? Eh?
Sherwood Forest ain't
giving out interest rates.
And think long-term, mate.
When you get out,
times change, world spins.
You're young, pal. A babby.
There ain't no way you're dying in
here. No, no way.
You are, though.
- You've killed.
- You killed.
Manslaughter.
Murder.
Diminished responsibility.
Why do you want it?
The money.
For my sister.
For your sister?
HE TUTS
Aww!
SCOTT LAUGHS
Come here, you f! Get here!
SHOUTING AND CHEERING
GUARD: Oi! Move it!
ALARM RINGS
Oi, oi, oi, oi! Get back! Get off him!
SHOUTING
SHE SIGHS
FRANKLIN: Sam?
We need to see her - the Sheriff.
Look, can't we both, like,
strategise briefly
- before this becomes a whole big thing?
- No. Call her.
We'll head over today. Best not wait.
Dad, loop me in. Come on.
She thinks I'm a spy,
some ex-agent of the state.
- So I tell the truth, nip it in the bud.
- What is the truth?
Dad, we should get some legal advice.
FRANKLIN SCOFFS
What? From some 24-year-old
500-quid-an-hour fuckwit
in a fuck suit? No way.
OK, well, I HAVE called our lawyers,
and they would really like you
- to take a breath so they can
- Well, I didn't ask you to do that!
- This is a personal matter. Mine.
- She has memos, government documents
alleging that you went
about Nottinghamshire
in the '80s under a code name,
doing the Government's bidding.
Why do these articles even exist?
Are they faked? Talk to me.
- Dad?
- Today!
Call her.
Right, I'm calling lan.
We're telling the police.
No. Come on. I have them all the time.
Everyone in politics gets them,
especially women.
- It's just par for the course.
- Don't do that!
- OK, I'm just saying
- This is different. This is an actual
death threat.
Oh, I'm sorry, Sandy. This is
so much stress, what with Ella
especially when
it is obviously bullshit.
Just run this by lan St Clair,
see what he says.
- Lisa, please.
- OK, OK, I will.
I will. I promise.
So we'll be all square after this?
My family, the force?
What, you mean, will they wipe
your family's entire record clean
for an act of civic behaviour?
No, that's not what I mean.
Thank you.
I meant me and you,
what you know, and that
never resurfacing again.
Right? WE'RE all square.
What's all this "they"?
Will "they" wipe our records?
Distancing yourself from this lot,
are you?
No, I'm just here for this one thing.
So, you said down there
that you didn't trust me.
- Oh, sorry. Did I hurt your feelings?
- I never did tell anyone,
you know, what I promised you
at your kitchen table. Not a soul.
Julie Jackson knows.
I went round there.
Me, you and her - what
a strange little triangle that is.
Yeah, well, she can she can
be trusted, though, can't she?
Well, Ronan found out. He heard
what we said. In the hallway.
You've never told Mickey,
though, have you?
Don't you dare judge how I handle
my family. Do you understand?
What fucking skip fire have you
turned your own family life into?
Heard you're back in Ashfield,
living all alone.
I'm not alone. I've got a dog.
SHE CHUCKLES
What is that? A lonely cry for help?
No.
It's a Border terrier cross, actually.
Look, I can, er, go through
some techniques on covert recording,
if you like. You know,
how to get suspects to talk, or
I know how to get people to talk,
lan. I've done it
- once or twice before.
- Yeah.
What about Rory? He didn't seem
too wild about the idea.
Hm. He's all skirt
and no knickers, our eldest.
Relax. He won't get in the way.
- So
- So Hi.
It's I mean, despite the
It's nice to properly meet.
Oh, we've met.
Not that you'd remember.
About that big.
But I remember.
- Would you like a?
- Yeah.
I'm not a man what frightens easy,
but you scared the shit out of me.
Although we did try.
It must have been hard, though.
And I get it, falling for someone,
finding out they're pregnant,
someone else's baby.
That's I mean
- I don't blame you.
- Hey
I would have done. I'd have
For her, back then, anything I did.
I said I was up for it, but
She hasn't really spoken
about any of that.
The reasons. And I
I don't need to know them,
really. It's not
I mean, that's not the
any more
SHE SIGHS
I just get the impression
there was stuff
for her back then.
Yeah.
DOOR CLOSES
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
- What did they take?
- PlayStation. You?
Telly.
HE SIGHS
You're right. I ain't getting out.
Not that it'I be, like, worth it.
Yeah, I'll be an old man, probe.
I don't even know why I did it, mate.
I was off me head, and he was a wanker,
and something just fucking, you know
just fucking snapped, and, er
Do you ever think about what YOU did?
But you ARE right. I don't care
either way about you.
Wouldn't be for you, would it?
It'd be for me sister.
You know, she's None of this
is her fault. Nothing is her fault.
She's like
She's the only family I have, mate.
And And I promise you,
you'd double it.
Triple it, even. Hmm?
Cos this
this is an investment, mate.
And then, when you're on the out
whatever you want, then, eh?
What would you do, pal, on the out?
There's this, er
place
in America.
Old mining town in Pennsylvania.
Oh, yeah?
It's a ghost town.
Completely abandoned in the middle
of these mountains, cos
back in, like, the '60s, this
fire broke out in the mine, you know,
a gas explosion or summat.
And it's been burning ever since.
All these houses
shops
this whole town wi' a
fire burning beneath it.
And no-one knows how to put it out.
No-one knows what to do.
But it's there.
It's so hot, you you..
You put
your hands on t'ground, you can
you can feel it, like that
that heat,
they reckon, raging beneath you
in the earth.
Yeah, I always thought
it'd be nice to go there.
Start again.
Live alone.
HE SNIFFS
Give us your hand.
Mate, over there.
Shit.
Well, where the hell
have all these come from?
OFFICER: All seized by our officers
in the last six weeks.
We'd usually expect to see
this amount over six months.
HE SIGHS
OFFICER ON TV: Any information
that can help us with our inquiries
will be much appreciated.
We can now confirm
that the body found close to
Mablethorpe beach on Monday
has been identified as Kyre Branson
of Ashfield, Nottinghamshire.
Our thoughts are naturally
with his loved ones at this time,
but we would appeal to anybody that
has seen anything or knows anything,
no matter how small,
to please contact the police.
Knock, knock. We come in peace
and, in fact, bearing gifts.
Some home-grown herbs
from our arboretum.
Mm, pungent.
- Mm-hm.
- Thanks.
Well, they, er
they go nicely with anything.
You cook? I'm terrible at it.
- I really don't have long. Sorry.
- Really? Well, we appreciate it.
Oh, my God. You don't do
these things, do you?
Ho-ho! Bloody everywhere these days.
It's helping me quit.
Mm-hm. I'm sure. Well
we appreciate what you did
and gave us warning
of what you received.
I do wonder who might have
sent this cachet.
There was no note or anything?
I mean, I'm glad you still have it.
You haven't shared it with anyone?
I said I wouldn't. I haven't, yet.
Oh! People often deride
local politics, don't they?
Full of busybodies and Nimbys
working in drab municipal offices,
dealing with potholes and recycling.
I don't think this is drab.
No, no, no, no, of course not.
I mean, I can see Nottinghamshire
County has some real talent.
- Mm.
- That's comforting.
Fact is, I thought all last night
about denying what you laid before us,
and then I decided not to,
because, you know,
denial implies
a certain level of shame.
And I'm ashamed of nothing.
Yes, it was me.
Wait, Dad
FRANKLIN CHUCKLES
The Westminster Bridge.
Ha-ha! It's a silly name, isn't it?
Yes, a bridge between
down there and up here.
You were this spy?
Mmm A fixer.
Problem, solution.
I can't speak to
the specific accusations
of your no doubt sexed-up dossier,
and I know how the tabloids
have occasionally salivated
over the potential of my existence,
but, yes, I worked
on behalf of the Government
and the security services,
leading the anti-strike campaign
here in the coal fields.
- OK, Dad, can we just?
- It's OK, Son.
- No, I mean, I really think
- Your father was a miner?
He was, yeah.
Mm-hm.
And in '84, he came down
on the side of?
My father chose to work.
Good man.
You know, the abuse dished out
by the NUM was, in my opinion,
off the charts to any collier
with an independent mind
unwilling to bend
to the might of the mob.
Yes, I helped with
some of their legal action
and trained some of the branch
leaders in arguments and rhetoric.
OK, so nothing illegal
or or unethical, I'm hearing, or
No, no, no, no. No, public service.
- So, make it public. Go ahead.
- No, Dad, please.
You used government power and money
to divide a community
then used that influence
to profit from it.
It says here access to contracts,
the original chumocracy.
Excuse me, Councillor Waters
So your business empire here
is more or less built on a myth?
Myth? What do you mean, myth? Myth?!
Have I not been consistent
my whole life in my beliefs?
Power of the individual, freedom,
choice, the value of work?
I mean, after all,
we are the working classes.
SHE LAUGHS You are?
Well, was. Came from.
So drag that into the light
as much as you please.
HE INHALES DEEPLY
The other stuff -
accusations of favours and such -
well, you'd better have
more than some dodgy online blogs
and rumours, Councillor Waters
Sheriff of Nottingham
because I doubt any of that
is likely to withstand
the accusations of libel.
I mean, we're only a few days away
from the council's vote
on the development of our new mine,
and that would look
dangerously like a last-ditch
attempt to besmirch your opponent.
HE TUTS
Dirty tactics.
HE INHALES DEEPLY
So
you'd better be sure, Sheriff.
I'll leave that with you.
- Gibbo?
- Ian?
- I heard you'd moved back round here.
- Yeah.
- It's true, then.
- Yeah.
Aye I called earlier to book
the function room back there
just for a couple of hours
this afternoon. You know, I need it
- to be private, no-one coming round.
- Are you kidding?
What, you want the whole room
to yoursen?
What, is this not good enough for you?
Just, you know
GIBBO CHUCKLES
- Course.
- Thanks, mate.
Over there.
Cosy enough for you?
PHONE BUZZES
- Lisa, I can't really talk right now.
- No, it's OK. I'll be quick. Sorry.
Erm, Sandy asked me to let you know,
so I'm letting you know
in case she ever asks, then you
can say, yeah, I let you know.
So, er, you know folks get threats
and things from cranks and trolls.
It's only that they're getting
more regular and more aggressive.
So I am passing that on.
Sorry, what, you've
- You've had a death threat?
- I mean
I suppose.
How were it sent to you?
Were it social media or?
Emails, mainly. Some DMs.
Graffiti on the
Al right, well, send them to me and I'll
pass them on to the digital team -
they might be able to trace it.
And I'm going to send
a protection officer over, all right?
No, please. That's playing
into their hands.
Right, well, I'll come over later.
You don't have to. I'm safe at work,
then I'll head straight home.
Sandy'll be there.
Lisa, I'm coming over.
All right? No arguments.
I'll see you later.
TIRES SCREECH
What the fuck?! Shit!
SHOUTING
Hey!
Fuck! What the?
Here's Johnny! What?
What do you mean, "What?"
Shining, axe, door.
Honestly, fuckin' youth of today!
HE YELLS
- Right, enough!
- Oh, God
- You know who I am?
- No.
- And look at the door. You've just
- Rory Sparrow.
Another couple of hours and
we'll have some shooters here.
So if you want to come back then
No, you won't.
Look at yer. Amateur hour.
Little kids playing
in a big boys' sandpit.
So, nah, I won't come back in an hour.
I request an in-person meeting.
Location, here. Time, now.
You're all right, doll.
You, back up.
Sorry about your door.
Look, there's two stories
being told around here.
In one, my family are bowing out.
They're even, some say, running scared.
Then there's this other one,
one that says Rory Sparrow
just turned up at the Meadow boys'
new gaff here in the pit villages,
wielding an axe and raising 'ell.
Don't sound like
they're running scared.
Sounds like
they're back in the running.
In the running? For what?
This place, NG17, all in.
HE SNORTS
You mean the Bransons are
Soon to be history.
I have privileged information,
insider trading.
So it's hostile takeover time!
Someone's got to stake
their claim early and hard,
and it's a vacuum
I intend to fill, all right?
Maybe you're not the only one
with your eyes on round here.
Maybe.
But historically, my family
have form round here.
However, you've got
the manpower, the runners.
And I've got the contacts.
I can get the gear.
Listen
this is meant to be her place.
All right?
Normal. Quiet.
You've come in here
and alert all the neighbours.
Don't worry about the neighbours.
They're all shitting themselves
round here about all this.
It's all kicking off.
Normal family, murdered on the coast?
I'm sorry about that, by the way,
genuinely.
So no-one's going to be popping
their head over the parapet
or what have you, not any more.
Everyone's head down, blind eye.
So
we got a deal?
Er Oh, yeah. Er, pint of bitter, ta.
Al right, love.
SHE CLEARS HER THROA
GLASSES TINKLE
GLASSES TINKLE OVER HEADPHONES
Cheers, Gibbo.
HE WHISPERS
Stupid
The Sparrows.
I'll be in and out.
See what this is about.
Go on. What?
I did not care for it.
Rolling over on Kyre.
Can't roll over on
someone who's dead. He's dead.
So we made his death useful,
that's all.
You can betray someone in death.
His memory.
What What have we said,
except that he did it, which he did?
Weren't alone doing it,
though, were he?
But there he is, face
all over t'news, taking t'blame,
everyone what knows us
saying he acted in dishonour.
He messed up. Two 'stead of one there.
And if they had have caught him,
he'd have took t'blame himsen
anyway, not squealed,
- same as what's happened.
- Yeah, and we squealed pretty quick,
though, didn't we?
Saved our sorry fucking arses.
Who killed him? Who were it?
Who knew, apart from them?
These fucking places.
For these fucking people.
A wasteland.
DOOR OPENS
DAPHNE: Hiya.
You all right?
You come here a lot?
- That weren't a pick-up line.
- Er, yeah.
We like to show our faces
from time to time, you know?
Who's your mate?
Protectioncourtesy
of Nottinghamshire's finest.
The police?
Are you working with the?
Oh, please!
All right. What are you having?
I'll get this.
He can come over.
Vodka and soda, please, duck.
DAPHNE SIGHS
I'm so sorry
about Kyre.
Who? What the hell happened?
Betrayal.
Well, what else do you call it?
God knows who.
You and yours were
t'only ones we talked to.
- You're not saying?
- No. No, of course not.
Cheers, Gibbo.
HE GRUNTS
So, how are you feeling about it all?
You know, what happened
on the coast? What went wrong?
What do you mean?
Oh, well, that you killed both.
What happened is all part of
t'cut and thrust of it.
These things go down when you
get yoursen mixed up in a war.
Oh, come on, they weren't mixed up in
anything, them two. They were innocent.
We've been
through this, Daphne. Innocent?
You don't reckon parents are
responsible for their kids?
I took responsibility for mine.
Have you, er, seen DCS Summers?
Yeah, I've seen DCS Summers.
Oh! That was cryptic.
Something's going on, in't it?
People are acting weird.
He's not answering his phone.
My lips are sealed.
You know the saying "a bird in
the hand is worth two in the bush"?
No, actually.
Well, a Sparrow in t'hand
might be worth
two Bransons in the clink.
That wasn't that cryptic.
SHE SNORTS
So, er, they're grassing up
Ann and Roy?
Not grassing, exactly.
So how's Roy doing? I guess
maybe he's a bit more used to it.
I'm assuming it's not his first time.
Why did you want to meet, Daphne?
I don't know. It just
It just felt odd not to. I mean
DAPHNE SIGHS
are you OK?
Nicky first, then Kyre.
Now, I understand why you and Roy,
why you felt you had to do
what you did.
If anything like that happened
to my family, I'd
You'd what?
I don't I don't
I don't even know.
PHONE RINGS
PHONE CONTINUES RINGING
Do you want to get it?
RINGING STOPS
You're all right.
DAPHNE: I might get another.
Same again, Gibbo, and some nuts.
MARCUS: It's me.
Look, sorry to call, but
I think you're with
a friend of ours at the moment.
Things have moved a bit faster
than we thought they would.
She's wearing a wire.
- As in right now, so
- Sorry. Are you calling someone?
SHE MOUTHS
Look, I know you'd never say anything,
but I thought you'd want to know, OK?
I'll keep in touch.
Got some nuts.
Ooh, thank you.
So
you haven't been questioned
at all
by the police?
Like, surely, given what that
Bottomley lad did to your Nicky
Have they been sniffing round you?
Why would they be sniffing around us?
Maybe he was targeting
your Ronan, hit t'wrong lad.
No. Ronan's Ronan's not
What?
He's never moved in them circles.
Well, you have, though,
haven't you? Your family.
Prize catch for t'police, you.
The cocaine over the years.
- Moving hot gear around.
- Yeah, all right.
You're right, Daphne.
We are basically the same,
you and me. Different
butsort of tethered together now
in a strange sort of way.
So I can see why you'd want to meet.
Just to check.
I go down
you go down.
Right?
- I'll get mine.
- I said I'd pay.
I'll get it.
She knows. She bloody knows.
Where's she going?
PHONE BUZZES
Daphne, you wait till Ann's gone,
and then you come and see us.
You've put me and my family
in the worst possible danger,
do you know that? Someone's told her.
Look, I were listening.
There was nothing to suggest
- that she knows, all right?
- It was the look of her. She knows.
Someone from your sodding place
has told her. Fuck!
Maybe that wanker protection bloke
that was with her.
- Have you thought of that?
- Daphne, nobody knows.
All right? So you wait
till she's gone, and you come back
and we'll work out what to do next.
Next? Oh, yeah, right.
Go and fuck yourselves!
All right, there's someone
I've got to go see.
Couple of kilos of ket
to get you started round here.
And this is for your odd little
spice-smuggling trade.
Cool.
- Give me a shout if you need me, all right?
- Yeah, man.
What the fuck's all this?
Wuthering Heights?
HE CHUCKLES
Calm down, man.
It's mine and Ryan's thing, yeah?
These synthetics go for
about £50 an ounce on the street,
but inside, an ounce
can go for over a grand.
Spray it on anything, smoke it.
Can't be detected
in urine tests, neither.
So the only question is,
how do we get it in?
Word is, prison's got
a new library scheme
and they're looking for donations,
and we've got Ryan
waiting to take delivery.
Meantime, we're scaling up out here.
Keep a low profile,
just a normal house.
And we'll need more runners
to help us move the gear.
I'm going to take this treasure
and make it grow, all right?
ZIPPING
Go on.
STEPHIE: Hello?
You all reet, Steph?
Ryan!
Hey, how are you going, mate?
Are they looking after you?
Steph? Steph, are they?
Cos they're there for you.
You know, all of this, yeah,
it's all for you, and I want
you to be OK.
- So if you're not OK with something
- It's OK. Are you OK?
Yeah. Yeah, grand, me duck.
HE SNIFFS
Listen, erm, I might need you
to do something for me,
you know, like, er, do your bit.
Would you Would you pop round
your mate's house,
you know, the one
who lives with the sheriff?
PHONE RINGS
Fucking hell.
- What?
- Are you at home? Cos I'll come round.
Don't bother. Call me when you've
done your job and arrested 'em.
Daphne, you're not in any danger.
We've got protection officers
on the Bransons 24/7. We know where
they are.
There's something wrong. I can feel it.
Just fuck off and leave us alone.
Daphne, plea
Oh, fucking hell!
Right, sod this. We have
enough on the Bransons. We do.
Let's just charge them. It will
stick! We don't need the Sparrows.
- What evidence? Where's your evidence?
- We just get it out of them.
Sit me opposite Ann and Roy.
- I'll get it the fuck out of them!
- Just shut up, will you?!
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have
Oh, fuck.
You know, I promised myself
I wouldn't do this,
get dragged back in and
and put me other job at risk now.
Yeah, well, if you need to be
somewhere else, it's all good.
You, me - pint, now.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
The last drink I had
was with Denis Bottomley.
That night.
A few cheeky cans of real ale.
We're still good an' that, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, of course, man.
And, er, you with me, too?
The phone call?
So you, erm, know him
of old, Saint Clair?
"Sinclair", yeah.
He was around when Chloe
Oh. Right.
What, like, happened?
You don't have to
People talk about it,
do they? About me?
No. Just
it's known.
HARRY SIGHS
We met when she was a student,
when I arrived here,
you know, for training.
She got some work at this, er,
little accountant's office.
Hucknall. You know, secretary.
Turns out, the guy who ran it
used to do a lot of the books
for the gangs, cartels around here,
including the Bransons.
And one day, in walks Kyre.
Kyre Branson? Shit.
He wasn't the sharpest tool in the box,
but we saw an
I saw an opportunity
through her to turn him.
Anyway, it all went wrong,
and when it went wrong
she was justthere.
She just happened to be there.
In the way.
So it was him?
Kyre? He killed her?
No.
But I always thought he knew who did.
He said he didn't, but
I know.
I know it.
Shit!
Yeah.
Stephie, hey.
Hello, Lisa. Is Sandy in?
- You all right?
- Is everything OK?
I want that back hand up!
One, two! One, two!
On your toes! On your toe
- What the fuck are you doing here?
- Yeah, nice to see you, an' all.
Look, don't be cute. I mean it.
No, I just need to talk,
Denise, all right?
Well, I just wanted to check in,
cos it's getting heated out there.
I was wondering whether
you were hearing anything.
You know, if any of the families
like the Bransons or the Sparrows
are recruiting, if there's
going to be a fucking war.
I didn't know we were turning
informant, Marco. Did you?
Denise, come on. Now, you have lads
coming in and out of here all the time.
I don't consent to a police interview
- without proper representation.
- I'm not here as police, am I?
I'm here as me. Come on,
we've started conversations
- about this before, haven't we?
- Yeah.
Before you betrayed us.
HE SCOFFS
After I persuaded groups,
gangs, Marco here
that they could say things to you
without the risk of it
getting back to the police,
and then back to the police you go.
So, no. Sorry.
No, understand, I did leave. I've left.
I'm just helping out
on this one thing, these murders,
which proves what you've been
saying, what we've all been saying,
that it's on a knife edge out there.
That's why the intervention teams
need to be embedded, don't it?
Need to be working alongside you.
Words, fucking words. Easy.
You made your choice,
you made it ages ago,
which side of the line you're on.
So you're just going to have to
fucking live wi' it.
Just
Just let me know
if any of the lads go AWOL,
or if you hear of anybody being
- targeted or anything.
- Look, lan
I want you to be part of
the work that we're doing here.
But the more you're the face
of laying down the law again
You can't ride two horses
at once, lan. He's right.
I'm sorry. You have to pick.
Sandy should be back shortly.
Ta.
Are you doing OK, Stephie?
I'm so, so sorry.
My cousin's looking after me.
Good. That's good.
I want to help Ryan with the books.
The books?
They're stocking up
a new library in there, right?
In prison.
Oh! Right. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
we got the funding for it.
They're taking in donations,
people's old books.
We want to help.
Yeah, like, collect old books
and shit, send them in.
OK.
Erm, OK. Well, I'll tell you what,
why don't we put a poster up
in the clubbie
and lay out a box for people
to come and drop some off?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
And then you could, like,
help us get them in
ifif you funded it? Your council?
I mean, yeah, should be
pretty straightforward.
- We'd just drive them round.
- Cool.
And is everything OK at home, Stephie?
Sandy was asking after you.
Yeah. It's OK.
Good.
Well, I think I've got the date
somewhere for the collection,
so I will go and dig it out.
DOORBELL RINGS
WIND RISES
TREES RUSTLE
SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE
SIRENS GET LOUDER
What's happened?
I need to get in there. They're
friends of mine. No, I need
Look, you know me.
I'm a police officer!
Ian!
Sandy!
SANDY SOBS
All right.
Always page 50, remember?
The fuck?
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