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and some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting from the start, and very strong language
Mrs Jackson?
Is your husband Gary Jackson? Yes!
Gary!
Gary were NUM. This was a UDM village.
Your family have always been painted different.
A striker in a town full of scabs.
WOMAN SCREAMS
Someone's targeting striking miners.
I mean, who's next? Am I next?
BRAKES SQUEAL
Scott Rowley.
Julie...
You want to know where I get my politics from?
My belief in the right of the individual to choose.
Dad!
Gary Jackson reckoned there was an undercover cop
in the village — came under a false name and stayed.
I'm your wife! And you thought
I could have been this spy?!
It's Daphne. Keep this between us.
HELICOPTER WHIRS Armed police!
Drop your weapon! GUNSHOT
I should have talked to him more.
40 years of this. Spending it hating.
Aren't you all tired?
I am.
The winding wheels at Shirebrook Colliery
have dominated the local landscape for almost 100 years.
People in no doubt the closure will devastate the local economy
and destroy a community.
It was our greatest fear when the pit shut
that areas of deprivation would set in,
and all our worst fears have been realised.
The pit's gone. I mean, what's left? Nothing.
Community spirit will get us all together.
There'll always be a future.
Please do not forget us.
In the East Midlands region
alone last year, 25,000 jobs were lost.
I suppose we'd have to adapt to something else.
"Gulf between rich and poor grows daily...
Locals speak of short-term tenants
who spend their rent money on drugs and empty homes being looted...
Uncontrolled violence linked inextricably to the drugs trade
continues to blight life in Nottingham...
What happened here struck right at the heart of a community...
Most people are too afraid to speak openly.
Billions of pounds are being pumped into levelling up...
The levelling-up agenda
is the right thing for our country.
People need more long-term help. YELLING
They don't care about people like us. They're not bothered.
There's been years of local wrangling over plans
to build on this land and open the UK's first deep mine in 30 years.
It's a race against time to stop
carbon emissions, not increase them with a new mine. It's madness.
Coal mining goes back many, many years.
I think it would be a great morale boost for local people.
I'd like to see the youth in the town have a chance
to get their respect back.
LEAVES RUSTLE
DOG BARKS
Hey. Hey! Come on, come on.
TAPPING ON LAPTOP KEYS
MOBILE RINGS
Hiya, Cathy.
Julie? It's Cathy.
Yeah, I know. I said, "Hiya, Cathy."
Oh, sorry. |'m...|'m out walking the dogs.
It's windy.
If I start cracking up...
It's too late for that.
SHE CHUCKLES Did you do it?! The house? Yeah.
Yeah, I got a-a valuation, so it's just...
Right.
And there's a for-sale board outside, so...
It's just. . . psychological,
that's all, for me. You know?
Just to see how it feels, if I get any interest.
What, like a psychological for-sale board?
Yeah. Do you want to piss off or what?
CATHY LAUGHS
Are you going to that consultation thing tomorrow,
on the new pit?
How do you know about that? You bloody well moved.
No, no, I'm still on the street WhatsApp.
I think people expect you to be there...
wondering what you have to say.
"Expect"? Why?
Wh-Why is my view more important than anyone else's?
Well...
Look, I've got to get off.
Um... SHE CLEARS HER THROAT
Don't get blown off a hill.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
DOG BARKS, CHILD SHOUTS
Special delivery.
Oh, where do I sign?
Oh, anywhere, duck!
ALL LAUGH
Sorry we're late.
Um, me and Stephie lost track of time, rabbiting on.
Say bye to Sandy, Stephie. We've got to get going.
Where's your... Where's your bag? Oh, it's in the car.
Oh, go on, go and get it.
And I am sorry — the delay getting some daytime support.
We're just so stretched at the moment.
Oh, we understand.
Ryan!
Yo, Stephie! How's it going, mate?
Yeah, good. Where have you been? Out with Sandy. Yeah?
Who's that when she's at home?
We can hang out, can't we? Yeah, sure!
Be all reet, just me and you. Yeah.
It's what big brothers are for, innit? Yeah.
Best not, Ryan, eh?
HE SCOFFS All right, Mum.
Stephie? Come inside, duck.
I love you, mate.
Love you, mate. Yeah?
Yeah. See yer.
You should let me look after her.
Hmm?
I can look after her now and again.
You can't, Ryan.
Look...
Where are you living?
Someone said they saw you in Meadows.
Do you want anything? Do you need anything?
We still go to meetings on Tuesdays.
If you're ever...
Ryan.
Right, the revised route, 4.0.
I reckon this is it. This is the one!
We head to Scarborough first,
then across to t'west coast,
see Eric Morecambe's statue.
♪ Bring me sunshine
♪ All the while
♪ Make me happy... ♪
And, oi, this in't just a chance for you pair to go wild,
throw parties while we're away. It's thinking time.
Have you got visions for the future,
now that we've divested our stock
in local hallucinogenics? Prove it, then.
All right, Dad, I will.
And, hey, now jenson Button's passed his test,
I need you to help me with a few pick-ups
this afternoon in town. I can't. I'm out.
Ronan, pull your fucking weight.
I said I can't.
I do have my own life, you know.
Oi! Who do you think you are?
I know who he thinks he is...
Mr Fucking Special Bollocks.
They made you do that job.
You should never have been put in that position.
We were kids, young coppers, both of us,
in the middle of that madness.
Sure, we fucked up, but we didn't cause
that mess — that weren't down to us.
QUIET CHATTER
- Sorry about that. - That's OK.
There's no wrong way to feel.
Trauma caused by crime, by violence,
it affects everyone differently.
Pam, would you like to...?
Uh... Only that...
...|'m just still ever so grateful
to be a part of these meetings, me and my brother, who...
Right, Denis? Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Justmjust listening to your stories and...
When my husband passed,
I was left on my own with our kids,
which were his from his first marriage.
I did struggle.
I did.
And obviously, I do blame myself...
...for Ryan.
Him going off the rails, and...
\ Course I do. I just do. |.
I think I thought that...
...as a mum of someone caught up in...
...in the drugs and the gangs,
instead of a victim of it, like...
The families of offenders are as much a victim of crime
as everyone else.
We serve their sentences with them.
Right?
Look, if they can guarantee
things like safety and so on,
a modern mine, rather than, you know,
the dark satanic mills of old, then, yeah,
I support the planning order for this new pit.
- Why not? - Hear, hear.
At the risk of being
the, you know, villain on this proposal,
as district councillor for the area in question,
some of the feedback I'm getting is, in a nutshell,
"Do they think we're bloody idiots?"
MURMURING IN AGREEMENT After years
of deindustrialisation and its social and economic fallout,
this is to say what, exactly?
"Oh, hey, sorry for all that trauma,
"but there's an energy crisis now.
"Do you want your mines back?"
MURMURING IN AGREEMENT Everywhere else are getting
jobs in tech, science, so can we not invest in that instead?
KNOCKING ON TABLES
Hear, hear. Well said.
Madam Chair, sorry. Councillor Waters.
Um, well, given that she'll definitely not draw
any attention to it herself, um, maybe we could just take a moment
to congratulate Lisa on her appointment.
The county's new Sheriff of Nottingham!
Hear, hear. APPLAUSE
Yeah, it's fine. I only need to show my face.
Shit. And I have to be up early
to finish this OU research paper.
Do you ever think that we do too much, as new mums?
Do I think we do too much? Mm.
Ian St Clair in civilian clothes!
Like Superman becoming Clark Kent or something!
Well, what about you, eh, Madam Sheriff?
Do I curtsy now or what?
Oh, God. Can everyone just piss off about this?
It's just cutting ribbons
and going to endless school fucking plays.
Which is an honor, of course. Of course. Can't wait.
Hey, you were, uh... You were punchy in there.
Yeah, well. What about you?
As an Ash field resident, this new pit...
speak up and be counted. No, no, no,
that's all a bit long and complicated
for me and my family. So I'm sure you'll understand if,
in my new public-facing role,
I stay annoyingly neutral, all right?
Not on everything, though, eh?
Punchy. I didn't slam the force!
I'm not mucking about either.
Hey, no complaints here.
I'm laying down a gauntlet.
Policing needs to change.
I've known that for, well, far too long.
And I couldn't do it from the inside,
so maybe I can do it from the outside, eh?
Right.
Number-one priority...
lthought we could look at this, uh,
rebuilding of this youth rehabilitation scheme, eh?
I know you've other bids on the table
for this contract,
but we are confident people here will come round.
It's just all that history — people get very emotional,
which I understand, but we think
this is the perfect site for the new mine.
265 hectares,
all due to be decommissioned this year,
waiting for a new role in an old world.
But then again, aren't we all?
We believe that our investment group can fulfil
the government contract for a new coalmine
decades after the last one closed,
bringing — or I should say returning...
tens of thousands of jobs to the red wall, as promised.
This was always one of the richest coalfields...
one of the reasons, very painfully for those that remember,
the miners here took a very different path
from their comrades.
But... the pits closed anyway,
and the coal is still here,
untapped,
ready.
RIFLE CLICKS
We held him there till t'police came.
But then Arthur Seaton went on at him all the time,
telling him to run away.
You know, he never was any good, that one.
Oh, he went off as soon as t'police showed up.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
RIFLE CLICKS
Don't worry, he'll get checked one of these days.
GUNSHOT Oh! Strewth!
THUMPING MUSIC
Er, Rachel?
Hi!
Er, I mean, er, hi, yeah.
Mid-afternoon. I wasn't sure if the vibe was
like tea or soft drink or beer or what,
so I got beer.
Ta.
Good to, uh, meet... in person.
Didn't know if you'd come or not.
I didn't know whether I would come or not either,
but I guess I was curious.
THUMPING MUSIC
Oh, look at this guy.
What?
RYAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
So, listen, yeah? Do us a favour.
You're going to go round...
How did you know my, like, name, to find me?
Well, I just...
I went looking around my house one day,
after...| heard something my mum said to someone.
She doesn't know I...
She had this box of stuff and...
...this was in that.
It's your... birth certificate.
That's how I found out I had a sister.
QUIET BEEPING
BEEPING AND WHIRRING
What's the most you've ever found?
I wouldn't look at it like that.
He's about to tell you it's the promise of the find,
not the find itself.
I were going to tell you that, actually!
So you've never found owt, then?
Uh...
She got a couple of 18th-century coins.
But, yeah. Yeah.
Not in a museum?
She's not Indiana Jones!
CHUCKLING
It were only a bit of old shrapnel.
And it's true, you think? Scott Rowley's treasure?
Folk reckon it's really out here?
That's what he told police. Apparently.
15 grand...
...somewhere.
I'm going to find it.
In your dreams, mate.
DENIS CHUCKLES Course you are, lad.
Back at Nottingham Castle!
The Sheriff of Nottingham, isn't it?
Well, well! Boo! Hiss!
Right. Yeah. Uh, don't judge.
Had to give up the real thing when my little girl came along, so...
Hey, |...don't judge anyone anything.
I've, um...
Well, my... my family foundation was the one that helped fund
the reopening of all...
And you're here with...?
New wife and newer daughter.
Oh. Cool.
Very modern.
Um, I meant the, um...
...young mum as a sheriff, not the, um...
The lesbian thing.
Uh, the lesbian thing, exactly.
HE CHUCKLES
Er, I saw you speak today at the council.
You seem to be, uh, everywhere,
you and your... your wife.
You're both so...
...don't know...municipal.
Yeah, well...
Well...
There she is, on our horizon.
Just within our grasp.
One moment. Forgive me.
Excuse me, sir.
Er, I didn't quite see... your name on the guest list.
Mm. Maybe not.
But it's above the door.
Well, yeah, it's technically my name too, so...
Yeah, well, I got an earlier flight,
so I thought I'd show my face — you know, hearts and minds...
if we're to get this contract through.
The visit went well, Dad, I think we're good.
All right? Right, well, um, they're expecting a few words.
Really? I'll do it. This way.
HE SIGHS
"Mother, Daphne."
But the father's blank.
There's my dad. He's Mickey Sparrow.
I guess if yours is blank, that means he's not your dad,
maybe. Then there's me mum.
Older brother, Rory.
We, um, run a taxi firm.
Are you those Sparrows?
You know, those Sparrows, Ronan?
They're good people. I know they are.
I don't quite know where I fit in in...
A crime family. No, a family...
...who just...
THUMPING MUSIC
Suck your mum, you bitch.
MURMURING
Nah.
MURMURING
APPLAUSE
Right, thank you.
And you really don't have to...
just because I bought the wine, honestly.
GENTLE LAUGHTER
You know, when this opportunity came along
to support the castle, it was a no-brainer,
because I just loved the idea of a rebellion gallery.
You know, that's what we do around here...
you know, we carve our own paths.
Look at Robin Hood, huh? Outlaws!
And then centuries later,
when Parliament failed to pass the Reform Act in 1831,
you know, votes for working men,
yeah, we were the first to protest in the country, here.
We torched this castle.
We burnt it down.
And then we... rebuilt.
Because that's what life is all about...
enterprise, right?
Thank you. So enjoy yourselves and enjoy the wine.
All right? APPLAUSE
MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY
It was your council who couldn't afford
the public money to keep this place.
Hence mine.
Well, maybe if the rich
and corporations paid their taxes...
Yeah, well, maybe if we had more growth, and not stifled by taxes.
When you're ready.
Listen... Look. This new mine will do a lot of good
around here. You know, I mean, hundreds of jobs — come on.
I hear not every councillor is a fan.
Mm, but then I guess you're too young to remember.
I'm from those villages, Mr Warner,
and I know how devastating it was to lose those jobs,
that way of life.
But I don't know a single ex-miner
who wants his grandson back in the earth.
Listen, let me give you the opportunity to...
Whoa! What...?
Stop taking money from fossil fuels!
Hey. hey! Oi!
This lot exploited our past...
Get your fucking... Stop it! They're stealing our future!
Get them out! Think this is bad?
Yeah... You wait!
Come on, come on.
Go! Now!
Yeah, yeah, my mum and dad, they told me everything.
Wanted me to choose when the time was right.
And then UDM landed and...
Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry...
I don't know what I was expecting,
but I can tell that, um, you're in a place
where you're clearly needing something right now,
and I'm not... l'm not sure it's anything that I can give
at the moment.
I'm glad you messaged, but I think I need to... crack on
with who I am now.
Yeah, but if you ever find yourself...
...really ever needing something, then, uh...
...then this is my number, OK?
You all reet?
Oh, shit. Sorry. Sorry,
was I, like, interrupting on your little romantic date.
Yeah? I'm her brother.
Brother? Oh, cool. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, I'm a brother, an' all, yeah?
Got a little baby sister. Look.
What's he fucking playing at?
We'll see.
You want to look at her, then?
Right... OK, right, I got it.
OK, now you're hoity-toity, aren't you, duck?
Listen, look, I'm here to sort you out here,
so if you need anything, yeah?
A little... a little bit of spice, like.
Yeah? Do you a deal? Why not?
That's not very smart, is it?
Eh?
You're too loud, pal. You shouldn't be in here with that...
...with your cheap, cut-up-to-shit powder.
Nah, I ain't got nothing.
And who are you anyway, when you're at home...
what, fucking police, are yer?
No, mate. I'm Nicky Branson. Ooh.
You've just been caught slippin', haven't you? Have I? Yeah.
So if you're going to cross the tracks,
I suggest you don't make quite so much noise.
Oh... I'm shaking, mate. Can you see it? Yeah?
You're a little, tough Branson man, are you? Yeah.
Are you? Yeah. Really?
Fuck you want?! Get the fuck off!
Fucking get off me, you cunt!
Or what, eh? What?! Give it back!
Give what back? I thought you hadn't got owt.
RYAN YELLS NICKY LAUGHS
You're fucking dead, mate, you are.
Yeah? Old fucking Nicky Branson?
You're a fucking tough man?
This is going to be big, mate, this.
Yeah? You fucking wait.
Yeah.
Fucking arsehole, man.
Fuck the lot of yer.
QUIET CHATTER
HE SCOFFS
All right, OK, I—I'm going, I can't...
Hey, look, I wouldn't.
I've clocked that mental case before.
He always hangs about for round two. No, I'm not...
Let me... Let me walk you out t'back instead.
OK? I know... My family knows the people here.
Yeah? Come on.
Come on through.
Not seen you here before. Do you live far away?
All right, mate?
How are you getting home?
I could drop you at a bus stop, or...?
Er, yeah, nice try. Honest.
I'm heading off anyway.
Just thought I could get you out of the danger zone, like.
He's one right trippy bastard, that one, I'm telling you.
OK, well, why don't you drop him off at his bus stop
- and I'll order a cab? - I'm all right.
I wouldn't argue with women, mate.
My car's just out here. Just get in and buckle up.
You all reet?
GO. GO,
GUNSHOT, NICKY CRIES OUT
SHE SQUEALS
HE GROANS
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
SOUND DISTORTS AND ECHOES
HE GASPS
SHE WHIMPERS Please... please.
Please. Please...
RACHEL'S VOICE DISTORTS AND ECHOES
HE BREATHING HEAVILY
He knows what he's talking about.
We only have to be here
cos of cuts elsewhere, don't we?
Picking up the pieces.
I want us to be in partnership with you.
And I know I have to gain your trust.
Not our trust — theirs.
And, you know, I don't know what it's like
to be them, do I? So...
I don't know what it's like.
I just know it's a mad system.
But instead of investing early on,
you spend 20 times that... locking 'em up later.
But it's not the same world we live in, is it?
Where are your main areas of concern?
You know, where are the cracks that these lads fall down?
I mean, cos it's got to be different
from when you were out there, Marco.
It's very different. I mean, a lot of them turf wars may have settled,
but remnants of the gangs still remain.
You know, they're on the prowl for young, vulnerable lads.
Here you are, some water for you.
Don't chuck 'em! Hand 'em out!
You know, I used to play a bit of cricket. Go on, give us a go.
Oh...! Oh, look at that! You never lose it!
Mwah! Oooh!
Oh, my God, you did not just dab.
Is that not a thing?!
Sorry, sorry.
POLICE RADIO CHATTER
Here you go, sir.
Oh, shit.
How are you doing?
I'm DCS Harry Summers, and you're...?
Ronan.
Ronan Sparrow.
And you were with that young man when it happened,
just you two? I don't know him, yeah.
I met him in here. He offered a lift, so...
Did you see who shot him?
HE SIGHS HEAVILY
I'm going to have to ask you to come into the station,
if that's OK. ls there anyone we can call or...?
No.
I'll let them know mesen.
SHE HUMS
CAR APPROACHES
Oh, shit.
SHE GASPS
Ronan...
Oh, my God, Ronan.
So, you can imagine the alarm bells that went off.
Branson and a Sparrow during a fatal shooting.
Those gangland wars of old are something I don't want to return to.
That's all in the past.
But it could spark a retaliation or...
Nicky Branson — is he really dead?
Yeah.
I mean, what were you even doing there? Who were you with?
Oh, come on, Ronan, we don't keep secrets in this family.
Don't we? Who were you w...?
What? Secrets.
If an arrest can be made quickly,
we obviously would like Ronan to identify the suspect
in a line-up. You say you know who we are.
Then, you'll know that we never have,
and never will, help the pigs.
A bit of history there.
You got other witnesses in the bar.
Good.
Leave our boy out of it.
If this does end up
having something to do with the old families,
and you decide you'd like some support or protection...
We're fine, me duck. You potter off now.
DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
CAR APPROACHES
So that's shit, innit?
Watching someone get done in?
You're allowed to...
...you know.
It's normal.
Normal?
Fucking normal? None of this is normal.
Think stuff like this happens to normal people?
I know you'd never talk to the pigs, Ronan.
It'll be just us one day, remember?
Just me and you.
Should probably start trusting each other a bit more, eh?
SIREN BLARES
Look, I'm grateful that you took this meeting.
It gives me a chance to talk through how we link the work
of the Violence Intervention Team with the police.
The VIT is its own entity. Separate funding.
And, frankly, as I see it,
an experiment that I don't, for now, intend to...
Um, I was...| was actually...
Well, I was hoping for some off-the-record advice, Ian,
about this Branson killing.
You were around back in the day, when...
...during the tough times. No. I've left the force, Jen.
Harry Summers is a perfectly capable replacement.
And he were around as a young detective
towards the end of all that, so he remembers.
More vividly than most.
So, what, it were gang—related, then, Nicky Branson?
Well, we don't know.
But, uh, it could clearly reignite
some of those turf wars, regardless.
We're throwing officers into the old trouble spots, but, um...
Well, there's concerns about revenge attacks.
I'm sure that DCS Summers wouldn't mind
any thoughts you had, Ian.
Yeah, of course, I'm sure. I just, um...
...don't want to step on anyone's toes.
BVe- Bye.
Bye.
ENGINE REVS
TYRES SQUEAL
"..would be grateful if you'd consider restocking..."
KEYS TAP
"..in the following branches."
Send.
Ta for letting me borrow the, uh...
It's all right.
Right, crumpets, then I'll have to get back to mine — stuff to do.
Heads, Radio 3.
Tails, Radio 4.
Heads it is.
TYRES SQU EAL OUTSIDE
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS
Ooh, my back.
GUNSHOTS
SCREAMS
Stephie! Stephie!
Mum!
Denis! Get back, Pam!
Mum! Stay down, Stephie!
- Stay down, Stephie! - Mum!
Stephie, stay where you are!
Stay where you are!
GUNSHOTS CONTINUE
VAN DOORS CLOSE
Rachel? It's Ronan.
Again.
Don't ignore this.
The police need one of us to talk to them, and I can't do it.
I just can't be doing all this.
HE BREATH ES HEAVI LY
SIREN BLARES
Oh, Jesus.
INDISTINCT
My God, what the fuck?
KNOCK AT DOOR
DOOR OPENS
Pam and Denis Bottomley?
You were at the last support group, weren't you?
But... you're police.
That was for a...
...personal, um, private capacity.
Your son is Ryan Bottomley, Pam?
Your nephew, Denis? Yeah.
You adopted him and Stephanie or...?
He is my son.
My late husband's biological. And I became their...
She's my daughter and he's my son.
Or he was.
He's not the son I remember now.
He's not the boy he was.
Um...
People witnessed an altercation between your Ryan
and Nicky Branson at the rink.
You know, we can only assume that's the reason
why there was an attack on your house.
Which...
Which doesn't mean your son did shoot Nicky Branson...
...only that folk clearly think it was him
and that he was at home with... you.
Well, he wasn't.
I don't know where he is or was.
We are good people.
We're respectable people.
I know.
I can tell.
HE SIGHS
Ian.
Oh! Hey! Long time.
Harry.
I was... I was really pleased when I heard it were you.
It's been a long time coming.
Ah, well, you know. Thanks.
Oh...
So, I hear the fallout from this shooting,
it's escalating fast.
Yeah, we have a "do not approach" notice on Bottomley.
No have-a-go heroes.
And, I mean, Jesus,
we really don't have the resources or manpower
to go back to that level of violence or...
You can, um... You can feel the jitters in there.
A lot of them... remember.
A lot of them, you know, lost people, so, er...
Well, um, none more so than you.
So, I read your thing in the paper, by the way.
Ah, yeah, it's ruffled a few feathers.
It's a provocation, you know, to talk about a new approach,
new ideas.
OK, so take this thing here now — landed on my desk.
What would the new you be doing differently... better?
No, no, it's not about better.
My job now is to make sure
that less incidents like this do land on your desk.
You know, stopping vulnerable kids from getting involved
in crime in the first place,
rather than mopping it up afterwards, like we always do.
It's madness.
And, look, I get the irony, I do.
You know, I spent my life putting offenders away,
and I don't regret it.
Mostly.
But teams like mine, in other places, they're working.
So if I can link up community groups
with mental health services,
prisons, schools, then I can build real programmes
that can interrupt the cycle of crime.
Excuse me.
Yeah, I think you've got my sister.
Drop it! Now!
ALARM BLARES
HE BREATH ES HEAVI LY
Everybody back!
Jesus Christ!
Stay down.
- Get him up. - Got him.
Here we go.
RYAN CHUCKLES
HE BLOWS KISS
BQQ!
Fucking hell.
Harry.
You need to bag this up.
If you just want to take a seat.
DOOR CLOSES
He just walked in?
With a gun?
Yeah.
Where's Stephie? ls she...?
She's with our family liaison.
Look, he had no bullets or... He just...
What happens now?
Can we go home? No.
We have to move you, all of you,
somewhere off-grid, I'm afraid.
Off—grid? Yeah.
Come off it! We have...
And Stephie — she needs structure, routine.
And you've got him — Ryan.
These people, they've got their justice.
Justice isn't always seen in the same way
as you and I might see it by certain people.
Ryan will be charged.
For you three, I suggest we get some officers to collect
some things from your house, Pam, your place, Denis,
and then we all need to go.
Now.
Four.
OK.
BACKGROUND CHATTER
Come on.
You're all right.
This way, mate.
BIRDS CALL
DOOR BANGS
KEYS JANGLE
Ryan Bottomley,
you are charged with murder
and, by virtue of the Coroners and justice Act 2009,
will be remanded in custody.
A date will be set for your plea
and trial preparation hearing at the Crown Court,
where you will appear in person or by video link.
Now, owing to the serious nature of this case, is there anything
the defendant's representatives wish to present to the court?
What? What are you looking at, huh?
What are you going to do?
Think the world's yours, don't you, duck? Huh?
Think you can get anyone to do anything for you, yeah?
Well, fuck you! Mr Bottomley, enough! Fuck you as well.
Yeah? Enough.
I will not tolerate verbal outbursts in my court.
And I should also take this opportunity
to say to the victim's family, and to the community at large,
the court is aware of some of the history here,
but to remind those impacted by this case
to trust in the processes of the law
in delivering the justice they seek.
Take the defendant to the holding cells.
Next case, please.
A couple of folk here to see you.
Daphne.
Yeah. Um...
Course. Um, have a... have a seat.
SHE SIGHS
We're really sorry... about Nicky.
We really do feel bad, don't we? Turning up unannounced.
We just realised we don't have your number.
And why would we?
Hey, look.
There's no hard feelings.
I know we've got history.
It's tragedies like this puts all that into perspective.
HE CLEARS THROAT
Your youngest were there, we hear.
Ronan. Yeah.
He didn't see anything, like. Didn't see anything?
He was stood right in fucking front of him.
What are you going to put with that, Daphne? Veg-wise?
Don't know. Some greens? Parsnips?
He has an allotment.
How do you know that Ronan was...?
Mm, parsnips! Lovely.
How will you do them? Roast?
Wi' a bit of honey?
I've had to start steaming our veg for him.
Doctor's orders.
Cholesterol and blood pressure.
Does my head in. No more roasting, frying, salt.
So that's what we do now — steam everything.
And it tastes of absolutely fucking nothing.
ALL CHUCKLE
Might have heard...
the family of the cunt what killed our son,
their place got shot up.
We wouldn't do that.
Raining bullets into a house like that. indiscriminate.
But we do understand why some of those what l-loved...
...why those that loved Nick, why they have this urge to act.
So that's them, OK, but this is us.
OK?
This Bottomley lad, he's behind bars now.
Right? Good. Good?!
What, three meals a day, TV, PlayStation?
Won't even have to think about what he did. No.
We're of the view that we'll have to do summat oursens.
What, get to him in there?
Is your boy in?
Ronan?
What do you want with him?
Would he mind coming down?
It's... Oh...
He... He's been through quite a lot,
and |—| know that...
...you've been through more, obviously. ls he in his room?
Ru go up-
No, I'd really rather you...
It's OK.
I am a mother.
WAS... a mother.
I only want a little word.
Right.
Let's get her plucked, shall we?
..believe that the last thing
these communities need now
is the return of controversial and divisive issues,
once again around the dominance of clean coal in the region.
Activists warn that, while frustrated,
levelling up meant resurrecting old industries,
rather than imagining and investing in a new generation...
SHE SIGHS
Gary... would have choked on his chips...
...that it's the bloody Tories opening a mine,
but...
Oh...
I don't know.
Whatever you all think.
LAPTOP CHIMES
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
Hello?
It's OK.
I'm an old friend of your mum and dad's.
Ann Branson.
Nicky's mum.
Yeah...
I'm sorry.
SHE SIGHS
That must have been ever so upsetting, to watch him die.
His family, Bottomleys, they've gone,
scuttled off in shame,
and no-one really knows much about them,
at least in our circles.
They don't even have a Facebook page. Can you imagine that?
You saw 'em...
...didn't you?
They were at the police station yesterday. Did you?
Oh, don't worry. We just know a few people, that's all.
Keeping us up to speed with what's happening.
I wonder...
...would you be able to point 'em out if you saw 'em?
You're very young.
I know.
But you're also part of a... SHE SIGHS
This'll sound ever so grand. But...
...a tradition.
A sort of code. And it's really important
because, without it, we're nothing.
And you were there with Nicky,
so that obligates you,
in a way,
to be in it wi' us now.
I know you'll be smart and helpful, Ronan, OK?
Smart for your family.
Thank you.
What did he talk about?
What were he thinking about? His last words?
I don't know. I think he just...
I think he said, "Buckle up."
Buckle up?
Seat belts.
For safety.
Buckle up.
SHE CHUCKLES
That were Nicky.
HE SIGHS
HE CLICKS PEN REPEATEDLY