He's back again.
You embarrassed my boy Spider in public. That can't run.
But I ain't unjust.
Going forward, you turn a blind eye, you get paid.
No, thanks. You got bare nerve.
You know what? I could use you.
Yo, you want a job?
No, thank you.
Very polite. Bet you don't speak with your mouth full, either.
All right!
I'll turn a blind eye.
But I don't want your money.
Christian Taylor?
I'm not talking to you without a solicitor.
You're not under suspicion. You're just helping us with our inquiries.
I'm not helping you with anything and I want my one phone call.
You're not under arrest.
Do you know who Christian really is?
Do we ever truly know who someone really is?
Some days, I'm not sure I even know who I really am.
This is Christian Taylor. He's the impostor.
No, the man you know as Christian Taylor is the impostor.
Who's this guy? The real Christian Taylor. And what's the question?
Do you know who he is? No, I've never seen him before.
No, not... Not him. Do you know who the impostor is?
Well, you said his name was Christian Taylor.
Are you screwing with us? Sergeant, why would I do that?
I don't know which one is Christian, which one is the impostor.
I do know that one of them owes me £4 for a sandwich, so do make sure
you get that back when you catch him.
His name's not really Christian? That makes a lot of sense, actually,
because I called over to him one time, I said, "Oh, can you pass me that bin bag, Christian?"
And he didn't even look round. Although he was wearing headphones
cos he was using a hedge trimmer,
so that might have had something to do with it. Is that useful?
Probably won't stand up in court, will it? Defence'll tear it to shreds. Unless I'm the prosecution.
Sorry, there's no place for humour in a police interrogation.
Do you know his real name? No.
You never seen him outside community service?
No. You wouldn't consider him a friend?
No.
Rani has no love for Christian. She snitched on him twice.
What I'm about to tell you, it can't leave this room, OK?
Diane, the gun you found was used in a shooting.
Gaaash!
I mean, yes,
I am glad I found the gun and can help solve such a terrible crime.
Your father's van was identified at the scene of a drug robbery
in which a masked figure was seen holding a gun,
a gun that bears a striking resemblance to the one you claim
you saw Christian hiding. How do you account for that?
I don't know - a coincidence?
Quite a big coincidence, wouldn't you say?
Statistically, coincidences are more common than you think. Is that so?
In 2009, the Bulgarian lottery announced the same six
winning numbers on two consecutive draws. People thought was a fix,
the government investigated, but no tampering was found.
It was just a coincidence.
Do you know it's a crime to lie to the police? It's not a lie.
Just Google "Bulgarian lottery".
This is the man who was shot. Tell me if you recognise him. Whoa!
Is that tattoo permanent? I believe so, yes. What if he has to go for
a job interview or something? He's not going for job interviews.
Yeah, well, not with that on his face.
He is seriously limiting his career options.
I mean, teaching's out. Vicar?
It's imperative we find the man who's impersonating Christian.
Leave it to me. He doesn't mean you go and find him. I don't mind.
I'm happy to help. Diane, Mr Wild is right.
But I would like it if you'd help me build an E-FIT of the impostor.
Yeah, no probs. I've got his face up here. Clear as day. Good.
If Christian makes contact with you, call me. If you hear from Christian,
give me a ring. Christian calls you, call me.
If you hear from Christian, please contact me.
You hear from Christian, contact me ASAP.
I want to know what you're up to -
before I tell Diane you were sneaking around in her office.
If you were going to do that, you'd have done it already.
We're meeting at the placement at 4:00, then we're going to look for Christian. Can you make it?
That kid had a fake name and a gun. Are you out of your bloody mind?
I'll take that as a maybe.
Sir, permission to speak freely?
Don't have to ask permission.
You know it's a longstanding dream of mine to be a police detective,
but my criminal record, of which I am not proud, inhibits that dream.
In a continuing effort to build valuable credit to help support
any future application to the police,
I would like your consent to take the minibus
and seek out the impostor who has been posing as Christian Taylor.
Sorry, I drifted off halfway through that. What are you asking?
To take the minibus to look for Christian. Absolutely not.
But, sir... Diane, you are never going to be a police detective.
Why don't you just stick to the work you're actually paid for?
Who knows, in five, ten years' time you could be doing my job.
No offence, sir...
..but I don't want to end up like you.
I want to actually do something with my life.
Go home. Before for one of us says something both of us might regret.
You know this person?
Seen him around. Any idea why he's lying in a hospital bed?
Is he finally getting that stupid tattoo removed?
You're currently doing community service for failures to appear in court. Is that right? Yeah.
And I really feel like I'm giving something back to the community.
Can we cut the shit? Who are you paying to do your hours?
I don't know what you mean. Who are you sending in your place? What?
How would I expect to get away with that?
I'd have to believe
you white people in law enforcement
think all black people look the same.
What kind of cynical bastard would I be to think
police in this country are racist, huh?
I know who you are.
I know you ran the Brook Hill crew.
And I'm coming for you, do you understand?
Go.
How'd you get into this, then? Bit of a computer nerd?
I ask cos I'm looking to join the force myself.
I mean, not as a desk jockey, like you.
Want to actually make a difference.
No offence.
Yeah, OK, let me try that.
Mm, eyes a bit closer together.
How's it going? Oh, hello, ma'am. Yeah, good, good.
This is looking pretty close, yeah.
I mean, I would say his lips and his chin are a little bit
more like Aston's from JLS. JLS?
You don't know who JLS are?
Runners-up from X Factor series five.
Do you not watch X Factor? What do you watch, Strictly?
I mean, Aston was on Strictly, too, actually. He lost the dance off to Mollie King from The Saturdays.
It wasn't Aston's fault, it was his partners. I mean, why would you do
a Viennese waltz when it's '70s Disco Week? Don't know.
Yeah, I didn't know. Exactly.
Oh, yeah. Spot on, that is. Great. Brilliant.
Can we just get this sent out to all divisions ASAP? ASAP. Thanks.
Well done, Diane. Oh, thank you, ma'am.
Sit down, Frank.
You've done a lot of mean and selfish things over the years,
and when you came back into our lives, you promised you'd change,
make amends.
If I haven't been nice to you it's cos I've had no faith in you.
But you've proved me wrong.
So I apologise.
And when your ankle tag comes off, Tom and Holly and me,
we'd like you to stay here with us permanently.
I'd like that.
I love you, Dad.
Come and give Grandpa a hug.
Come on, Tom.
Greg Fried Rice! Working weekends?
Yeah, just catching up on some stuff. Do you know what I've been thinking? We share a desk, right?
We've never shared a beer. We should get a drink sometime. OK.
How about six o'clock? Today? Yeah, they do a great ploughman's
at the Bull. Do you like ploughman's? I love ploughman's.
I always ask for cheese... and ham. Bit cheeky, isn't it?
I got plans. Oh, cancel them. I can't cancel them. Cancel them.
I want to have a beer and a ploughman's.
And you should invite Howard Cherry.
What? See you at six, mate. Oh, and I hope you don't mind -
I gave your cupboard a little spring clean.
Wouldn't like the partners to see the mess it's in.
Hello, Dad.
Wasn't expecting you to be here.
Everything OK?
Where did the money come from?
You know where the money came from. You met Mr Cherry.
I called your lawyers. They've never heard of any Howard Cherry.
Well, that-that makes no sense. Don't lie to me!
I can still beat the tar out of you. I'm not lying. I know he's a fraud!
I saw you picking up rubbish with him, for God's sake!
Now, where did the money come from?
We found it. Stop lying!
I'm not lying! Dad, some gang kid hid a bag of money and we found it.
I built this company with honour.
Never stole, never cheated.
First sign of trouble, you take dirty money.
I'm not surprised.
You always were lazy... and weak!
Lazy and weak? Yes! I gave you all this on a plate,
and you ran it into the ground!
I didn't run anything into the ground, Dad!
You pissed my company down the drain! OUR company!
And I didn't piss anything, OK? I'm saving it! How, with stolen money?
And what happens when the man you took it from comes looking for it, huh? Well, he won't.
He can't, because the police are going to catch him.
They're going to put him in prison and he's going to be out of our hair. That's your plan?
Pray the cops get him? You're taking the easy route again.
Same way you put us here. I'm not praying anything. Dad, listen,
I'll find him myself and I'll hand him to the authorities, OK?
I'll sort this! Dad!
I will sort this!
Mum? I'm just going to the library, OK?
Actually, Mum, that was a lie.
I'm not going to go to the library, I'm going to go... look to that boy.
Oh, no, Rani. Mum, please. Do you have feelings for this boy?
I don't know, maybe.
You don't think I understand how you feel, but I do.
I don't think you do. I do, I do. Just sit, sit down one moment.
I have to go. Please just come sit down one minute. Come. Sit.
When your father and I were first married, I got a job at a company
that imported clothes.
I used to do sketches back then
so that maybe one day I could be a fashion designer.
So I showed some of my drawings to the man who ran the company,
and he said he loved them. He encouraged me.
He said he wanted to make them.
So we worked on them together in the evenings,
and he started making overtures.
He said that he wanted me to leave your father for him and...
..I considered it. You considered it?
Your father was struggling. He was working all hours.
We barely saw each other.
This other man, he was so handsome and wealthy and supportive.
What happened?
I turned him down.
Then I left the company because...
..I couldn't stand to be around him every day.
So, you see, I do understand how you feel, your attraction to this boy.
But if I hadn't made the right choice by staying with your father,
by honouring my obligations, then you wouldn't be here.
Do you think about him? About...
About what your life might've been?
Doesn't matter what might have been.
Only what is right.
Rani, I had a duty to this family back then.
Just like you have a duty to this family now.
Thank you for sharing that... with me.
But...
..that was your choice. It's not mine.
You are not leaving this house! Mum! No! Please, this is important! No!
What is going on here?! She's going to be with that boy! No! What?
Mum, please, this is important! You promised us there would be no more of this. There's no time!
You have exams that you should be studying for! Go to your room! No.
Do what your father says! Go to your room now!
Fuck!
How much longer do we wait? I have a 7:00pm curfew. And I don't want to be down here after dark. Why?
The people that live round here working class, not vampires.
I'm just saying, the police are looking for him, too. So we need to move quick
and we need to try and blend in. Yo, homies.
Great. She should blend in perfectly.
If we wind up at a bullfight.
Hi, darling.
Oh, yay. John came, too. What are you doing here?
Help you find the kid. Oh, so all of a sudden you care about Christian?
He's here, isn't he? His sort don't suddenly change.
My sort.
Why, though?
Because... Because you were right.
You can't let the police hunt him down like a rabid dog.
Where are you? Everyone's here.
Under house arrest. I need your help.
Hey, take a look at this.
Does it seems to you that the driver of the van and the masked man
with the gun have any connection?
Seems like the van's just driving by.
But assume for a moment that there is a connection.
Is it conceivable that the masked man is gesturing to the driver?
What do you mean?
"Go, go, go, get out of here, drive!"
Come with me.
Got it.
OK. Rani has hit a snag.
She's messaged Christian to tell him to meet us here, if he can.
So, Frank, you stay here just in case he turns up.
Should have brought something to read.
Here, read that.
Now, everyone else follow me.
Come on, chop chop.
Yes? My name's Myrna.
Would you like to end racism?
How long will it take? Shouldn't take long.
In 1980, I founded the Bristol Justice Collective,
and ever since I've been fighting for equality and respect
for people of colour. Are you willing to join me
in driving a stake through the beating heart of racism?
My husband tends to deal with things like that.
Is your husband at home?
There's a woman here who wants to
drive a stake through the beating heart of racism.
Whatever you're selling, we are not interested.
You are not interested in ending racism? Well, yes, obviously.
Do you have children? One daughter. They say money can't buy happiness,
but what if I said a £30 a month donation could buy your daughter
a happier future? We don't need to buy our daughter a happier future.
You see, she's got a full scholarship to Oxford University.
We'll have a think about it.
When someone says they'll have a think about it,
it usually means, A, they're not interested or,
B, they are interested, but they're not sure.
Which is it? A. Bye-bye.
You want to know something funny? Mm-hm.
I think today is my birthday.
Oh, Ez, I'm sorry.
No, no, no, no. What are you apologising for?
All I ever wanted for my sweet 16th was tinned sweetcorn and a smell
of stagnant piss.
16.
I got no hold on you now.
Treating you.
Maybe tomorrow.
You know, I'm going to give this Airbnb a very negative review.
We've stayed in worse.
And I won't rent to nurses, they'll put five in a room
because they're cleaning up after other people all day,
they make no effort when they get home, happy to live
in their own shit, nurses. I mean, don't get me wrong, they're saints.
God bless the NHS.
But THIS is the place.
Can you feel the potential?
It's a shell. With potential.
Is this supposed to be a kitchen? That'll clean up, bit of elbow grease,
don't worry about that. There's no fridge.
Yes, there is.
My bad.
There's no washing machine, no cooker.
You've got everything you need across the street.
Launderette, kebab shop, bookies, vape store, hey, another kebab shop.
See, this is an up and coming area.
How much?
585 per calendar month.
My brother can't afford that if he's going to keep me
in kebabs and vapes. 585 for this place?
Nah, you've got to be kidding me.
You've got no references, no savings,
a bad credit score and a very low income. Could be worse,
he could be a nurse.
I don't have the money. Well...
..can you get it?
You like these? I got them from a guy named Barney.
Only problem was - man had four fingers.
You know what I'm saying? So when he was handing the box over,
I was like... It was mad, I was trying to not look at him,
you know what I'm saying?
Can we have a word? Say what you got to say here, big bro.
Look, I need some Ps.
He's broke!
I think I offered you a job and you said no.
You think if you did that to Lord Sugar he'd still make you his apprentice?
Yeah, well, circumstances have changed. Not mine.
Do you have a job for me or not?
Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?
You think because we went to the same school,
you don't have to show me no fucking respect.
Fuck you, pussyhole.
Look, I'm sorry.
All right? Spider, look, I'm sorry for dissing you at the club.
You know me.
You know I can be useful.
I think I want to see you beg.
Come on, bro. "Come on, bro," what?
You gave up your shit minute you came over here.
If you want my Ps...
..get on your knees and kiss my creps.
And I want to see tongue on tongue.
You never hear him?
Hurry up, then. He's actually going to do it.
Yes.
An old pipe? You shouldn't have(!)
I've got a plan. I'll come with you.
Nah, nah, you can't help me with this.
You wait here. It won't be long. Wait, wait.
I'm sorry.
I'll be back as soon as I can. All right?
Hi, this is going to seem like a strange question, but do
you know this person?
Who's asking? We're friends of his from community service.
We thought his name was Christian Taylor,
but we saw his file and Christian Taylor's you, isn't it?
Look, OK, I know you don't know us and we're not here to cause
any trouble, but we just really need to find...
I'm not sure what to call him. Ben.
Ben. OK. Is Ben a friend of yours?
Yeah, he's my best friend.
And he's been doing your hours for you?
You can trust us, really.
My dad needs care around the clock. Ben volunteered to do my hours
for me so I could look after him.
Oh, my God, that is so sweet! Yeah, Ben's a great guy.
Well, you know that.
What do you want with Benny?
He's in trouble, and it's my fault.
We just want to help him.
Do you have any idea where we could find him?
I wish. I've been trying to find him myself.
Well, here's my number.
If you hear from him, would you give me a call?
We just really need to get hold of him.
Yeah, me too.
OK, thank you.
They say that money can't buy happiness
but did you know that for a £30 a month donation
you could be helping to end racism?
Come on. I'll just... I'll just leave this leaflet.
Christian? Ben?
It's me, it's Rani.
OK, start knocking on doors. Yeah.
Not that one, we've done that one.
So he's not there.
We're going to need to split up and ask around.
OK?
No, sorry. OK, thank you.
No, sorry. Thanks.
OK, thank you. Are you Lady Gabby?
No, no, I can't say he looks familiar at all, no.
I was wondering if you've seen this handsome young man?
Rude.
Sorry, sorry!
Oh, cheers for that. Thank you.
Yeah, I know him, he's a great lad, he looks after his little sister.
But you don't know where he is? I haven't seen him for a few days now. Yeah.
Sorry. OK, thank you.
Thanks, mate.
Well, where's your men's room? Toilets for customers only.
Fine, double mai tai.
What the fuck's a mai tai? Do you have a pineapple?
Hello.
May I join you? Get a drink first.
Three mai tais.
I'm looking for...
Oh, yeah, he's a sweet boy, really polite.
Is he OK?
He's, um... Yeah, I don't know.
He lives local.
And the question is whether you've seen him or not.
No, I haven't. I'm sorry. OK.
There's a laptop in there!
All right. Fun's over.
You're acting like children.
Anything?
No. No.
Nothing. Anything?
Greg, how are you, mate?! I don't know who you are.
I've never met you before. I'm Jeff. I work here.
I've not seen you for a while. Yeah, you've never seen me.
I've never been here or anywhere... Just be quiet.
I sold you that DVD, Indiana Bones and the Temple of Poon.
No-one buys DVDs, do they?
Because it's a dead technology, so you're mistaken.
Hey, wait, do you remember that porn star name game that we played?
What was Christian's?
How is that relevant?
Your porn name is your first pet and the street you grew up on.
Maybe someone there knows him.
No, Christian didn't have a pet.
Oh, wait, but his neighbour did.
And it was...
Fluffy... Lambs Bottom. Fluffy Lambs Bottom.
That way.
♪ Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?
♪ Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
♪ Don't cha?
♪ Don't cha? ♪
Inside now. Move, move.
Remember me. I ain't got no money, man. I don't want your money,
I want information.
The people who were here before, who are they?
Just, uh, just friends of mine. You're chatting shit.
They were serving up in here. Who are they?
No, man, friends of mine from London, I've known them for ages,
I swear. Do you want to lose your life for these friends of yours?
No. Who are they?
I didn't get no names. Who do they work for?
I don't know. Who the fuck do they work for?
They only referred to him as The Dean,
but he don't leave London.
He pays a local crew for protection. What local crew?
Have you heard of Brook Hill?
Hello, sir.
My name's Diane Pemberley, I'm from Bristol Community Service.
Do you know this man?
Yes. Aston from JLS. Ah, no, I see your confusion.
I thought the... same.
We are not interested in ending racism!
Hello again, Mrs Rekowski.
Why didn't you tell me your daughter was doing community payback?
It is not something we are proud of. Is Rani here?
I need to speak with her.
Rani? Rani, the police are here.
They want to talk to you. Rani!
Oh, God. Oh, God!
Voicemail. Hello, Rani.
The police are here.
We're not angry with you but please can you call us?
OK, sweetheart? Please call.
Where is she?
Mr Rekowski, it wasn't you at the drug house robbery, was it?
It was Rani.
You lied to me.
Yes.
If you know where Rani is, you have to tell me. We don't know.
This is serious.
If your daughter is involved with this boy, she's in real danger.
Well, if I knew where she was, I would tell you.
I know how we can find her.
Right at the bottom.
No, no.
Don't recognise him? No.
Thanks for your help.
Hello.
Sorry to bother you.
My name is John.
No, no, no. No, no, don't, because I'm... I am with the Church...
of Our Lady of Perpetual Help,
and we run a community outreach
programme for kids with difficult backgrounds.
This... this young man came to us for help and has since gone missing.
We are very concerned for his whereabouts. Have you seen him?
Yeah, I've seen him sometimes,
coming and going from a house up the street.
Oh, thank Christ... Jesus Christ.
Thank Jesus Christ, our Lord and Saviour.
Which number?
Marky? That you?
Who are you? We're looking for Ben. You police?
No, we're friends of his, do you know him?
Got to go, waiting for someone. We're just going to ask
a few questions. Please.
Thank you.
What do you want? We need to find, Ben.
It's really important.
So if you know where he is... Please, I'm rattling.
Or if you've seen him. Someone coming, I've got to go.
Marky, it's all right, they're not the police.
Marky, they're not the police. I swear to you, I swear.
Here you go.
If you have any idea where we can find him, that would help us.
I can't help you.
Gimme that! Where is he? I don't know. Give it me!
Tell me where he is and you can have this!
I don't know, my son don't talk to me!
Please give it to me. Just give it to her.
Where is he? His flat, probably.
Where would he go if he couldn't go there?
I don't know! Think!
The burnt warehouse with the graffiti, Cumberland Basin.
Him and his sister used to run away when they was kids.
I used to find them there.
Please! For God's sake.
Thank you. Sorry.
You're not going to hurt my boy, are you?
No. You're not going to hurt my son? No.
He looks after me, looks after his sister.
He's a good boy. Yeah, I used to...
What chance do you have when your mother is that ill, hey?
No chance.
Hello. Greg-nog, where are you? Ploughman's arrived.
Yeah, I'm running a bit late, actually.
What is this about, exactly?
It's about the fact that if you're not here in the next half
hour, I'll contact the Solicitor's Regulation Authority
and you'll never practise law again.
And then I'll eat your pickled onion.
Soldier, did you find the prick? This is the prick.
You got bare nerve.
I've got bare nerve? You set me up.
What you chatting about? I know about The Dean.
You made me steal his line to keep yourself, knowing
you could blame me for it when he clocked.
Yeah, fine, you're right.
But why did you have to take his fucking money too?
Why did you double cross him?
Listen, I had no choice.
He's running lines all over the West
that should be mine and taxing me too!
Then there was COVID, no furlough scheme for me.
And I've got to feed, clothe and house two brothers,
one sister and a mum who can't work
because she's got to take full time care of my dad.
I don't earn, they don't eat.
Just return the fucking money, brother.
But the money's gone. Get it back then!
I can't get it back.
Then I've got to hand you to The Dean, bruv.
No, no, no, no.
Look, just let me and Ez leave Bristol.
All right? Once we go we're out of your hair.
All right? You won't have to see us again. Not going to happen, bruv.
The Dean wants a body and it ain't going to be mine,
so you can run all you like but I will find you.
Hey. No, no, no, it's OK.
You OK?
What are you doing here?
We came to help.
I was just coming. Feds? No.
Why are you here? Because I'm your friend.
Friends don't snitch on each other.
You had a gun. I was scared. I'm... I'm sorry.
I didn't know what to do.
You could have trusted me! What, like, you trusted me... Ben?
No, you didn't come here to help. Then, why am I here?
The same reason you're a shoplifter, to piss off Mum and Dad,
to feel alive, whatever meaning of life bullshit
you're in the middle of.
Look around, Rani.
Some of us don't have to fuck things up on purpose.
Life fucks things up just fine on its own.
Go home.
You don't have to trust me, but there are four strangers
in there with nothing to gain who came here to help you.
So why don't you let them?
I've lost her. What do you mean you've lost her?
She might have gone into a building or underground. Underg...?
What, did she fall down a hole?!
The only real evidence against you is Rani saying
that she witnessed you hiding the firearm.
Now, I would never advocate perjury, but if she proved
to be an unreliable witness, that would help your case enormously.
And it's not like the gun was fired.
What?
The gun was fired.
I shot someone. Oh, my God.
It was self-defence.
Is the person...? I don't know.
OK, you have to hand yourself in, running makes you look guilty.
If you wait for the police to catch up with you it will weaken your case
and they will catch up with you.
We won't abandon you, I promise.
Look, if you need help with money, I can always get you a lawyer
like Greg. Or a competent one.
You'll have the support of my group.
I barely trust you lot,
you think I'm going to trust police or lawyers?
Look, I appreciate you guys coming back.
I think I'm going to take my chances.
Son, I understand what you're saying.
I remember the 1970s.
The police were always roughing up black people, thinking
they could arrest us any which way they wanted.
One day, me and my mates found this young black boy lying
in the road, covered in blood.
He said the police had beaten him up.
So we carried him to the police station, told them what happened,
and they told us to fuck off.
Called us black bitches, niggers, coons, disgusting language.
I was young, white hot with rage, so I went and bought some petrol.
Stole some empty milk bottles, ripped up a silk scarf my mum
had given me to use as a wick,
and I went back to that police station at night when it was empty,
and I lit those petrol bombs and I sent them in front and back
and burned that place to the ground.
I felt like a hero, like some sort of warrior fighting for justice.
The next day, in the paper, said the police station wasn't empty.
PC Colin Denison, 28 years old, died in that fire.
Why are you telling me this? Because take it from me,
if you don't face up to the consequences of your actions,
the guilt won't go away.
34 years' time, it'll still be there,
growing inside you like a tumour.
Ha! Argh! Oh! Sorry, you all right?
Oh, oh, that's probably going to be a black eye.
Ah, and I've got a date tomorrow.
You've got a date?!
Yeah, why is that shocking?
You! You are in big trouble.
Who's this? Don't matter. It does matter!
I'm your worst nightmare! Hello, sweetie, you all right?
I'm Diane. Nice to meet you. How did you meet this date?
My mum fixed us up, and he's an absolute stud, apparently.
How did you know where to find us? Doesn't matter.
It was you, wasn't it?
It was fucking you!
Look, you're in major trouble , matey, all of you are
for aiding and abetting. And you have royally screwed yourself, missy!
Shh! Shh! Don't tell me to shush! Shut up, man.
Can you believe him?
I am your superior, actually! Everyone, get to the minibus now.
No, you don't get to give the orders, I give the orders
if anyone is giving orders... Go! Run! OK, all right.
You heard him. Go, everyone! That is an order from me!
That way.
I've got you!
Drive! Drive!
Go faster!
Thank you.
Her signal's back, but she is moving very fast.
What is going on?! I don't know.
Fuck!
Oh, are you OK?
Are you all right? Listen, it's best if you come quietly,
I know you shot someone.
No, he didn't. I did. Ez!
Look, she's lying. No, I'm not. Take me to the police.
Diane, look, ignore her. OK? She's just a kid.
Don't let him take the blame for something I did.
Look, listen to me, I have nothing to lose. You do.
This is my fault. You're smart. Ask Rani.
You've got a bright future.
I won't let you ruin that.
Look, they already think it's me.
I can't do this to you. It's going to be OK, I promise you.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Here you are! What happened to you guys?
I was worried... All right, everyone, facedown on the ground!
OK? I said get on the fucking ground!
All right. All right. Facedown! No-one look at me or I'll cut you!
That's my phone. Shall I answer it? No.
Just it's this bloke from work and he'll kill me if I don't.
Yeah? What do you think I'll do?
I'll let it go to voicemail.
You two, up.
London don't need Ez.
It's going to be OK, all right?
Come on, then.
Move! Son...
..I don't know what circumstances in your life
have led to this moment,
but no-one here has any right to judge you.
We're all here because we made a lot of bad decisions.
But I am telling you right now that the only way this ends...
..is with him staying and you walking out that door.
Move!
Oh, my God.
We need to get our story straight for the police.
Stay here.
Hey, it's OK.
It's OK.
While carrying out my duties as a community payback supervisor,
I found a CZ 75 semi-automatic pistol.
Someone who looked like this Christian or Ben, whatever his name
is, stuck a gun in my face.
You told me you'd never seen Benjamin Eastfield
outside of community service.
Would you like to change that statement?
No. What about now?
I saw them together at this boat party and they were laughing,
dancing, flirting, it was very intimate.
When pressed, Rani Rekowski told me she saw the pistol
being handled by Christian Taylor,
real name, Ben something.
I made that up.
Why would you do that? To get back at him.
Get back at him why?
She told me that she told Christian, Ben, that she has feelings
for him, but he didn't have the same feelings for her.
I mean, and if I'm honest, I think he has a bit of a thing for me.
So you lied to Diane about seeing him with the gun as revenge?
I was really jealous and upset.
Women are so emotional. Well, you know that.
Is the man, who was shot, dead?
No, he's awake and doing OK.
Did he identify the shooter? Won't tell us anything.
That's because snitches get stitches. You might want to write that down.
Was this the man that threatened you with the gun?
Listen, all I know is black kids are nine times more likely
to be stopped by the police than white kids.
So what does that tell you?
Did you know that John is being sued for aggravated racial assault?
I mean, the man's a monster!
You have no fingerprints on the gun, and your only witnesses are a jilted
lover and a confirmed racist.
Are you really going to charge my client?
If the gun wasn't yours, then why run?
Why not go to the police?
Do you want to answer that or should I?
We've been out looking for the impostor Christian,
whose real name is Ben but we didn't know his name
was Ben until we found Christian.
Christian said he was friends with Ben, the person
we thought was Christian.
But Christian was an impostor too, pretending to be friends
with Christian, meaning Ben, to use us to find Ben,
who we thought was Christian.
Is that helpful?
Get out. Thank you.
Diane, as one member of law enforcement to another,
how do I prove this man fired this gun?
Ma'am, as I see it, you can't prove a thing.
You want to be a police officer.
If you were in my shoes, would you just let him walk away scot free?
No, ma'am. I'd want to see him punished.
How would you do that?
100 hours of community payback.
♪ Don't you know that's the sound of the men?
♪ They're working on the chain gang
♪ Oh ah, the sound of the men
♪ They're working on the chain gang
♪ All day long they're singing
♪ Mm hoh uh ah
♪ Mm ah... ♪
I think we're going to need a bit more cooperation...
♪ Don't you know the sound of the men?
♪ They're working on the chain gang
♪ Can't you hear them working?
♪ They're working on the chain gang
♪ All day long they work so hard
♪ Till the sun is going down... ♪
Diane, look at this rat I found.
Any vermin under ten kilos are yours, bag it and bin it.
No, it's a graffiti rat.
Council said paint over any graffiti so crack on.
It's awfully good.
Less debating, more painting.
♪ That's the sound of the men
♪ They're working on the chain gang
♪ Oh, lord, that's the sound of the men... ♪
I knew who it was from page one.
Nothing gets past me.
♪ The sound of the men
♪ Working on the chain gang
♪ Everyday that's the sound of them
♪ They're working on the chain gang
This is what they're saying!
♪ I'm going home one of these days
♪ I'm going home Yes, I am
♪ See my woman... ♪