NARRATOR: Last time... Take it, have another day.
..Janet and Samuel were given a day to find The Tailor's money.
It's like watching mice trying to climb out of a bath.
So Janet said... I need a poo. But she didn't.
She just slipped away to do this.
Then she showed it to Vinnie... Vinnie!
..and said they'd all be next. Motherf... BLEEP!
And also that... I said I'd meet them tonight.
They won't be expecting you to be there.
Meanwhile, Guy opened up to Samuel about his true love, pottery.
You know, for some people it's music or love,
but for me it was that vase.
The Tailor was having a date with Pat, that got weird...
So Vinnie and his crew turned up to confront The Tailor,
which he wanted all along. He had arranged it all.
To bring you up to the surface.
Then he was all like... Kill them all.
And I believe that's what they used to call a cliff-hanger.
Did I say that right?
Kill them all.
Come on, man!
Jesus Christ! How many men did Vinnie bring?! Four.
Let's hope they all shoot each other and die, then.
Cover me!
WHISPERS: He's coming...
All right, you two, there's nowhere to hide now.
Didn't work out how you'd hoped, did it?
Let's not string this out, eh?
CLATTERING, GUN FIRES
Hey, boss, I got them all.
Good boy.
We should make a run for it! No, no way. They'll shoot us.
They're too busy shooting each other.
Quelle Femme!
If we both go, then we'll have better odds. OK. Now!
We're not going to make it. Grab the gun!
SHOOTING CONTINUES
Where's the pully backy thingy?
Fuck!
THE TAILOR MOANS
All right, then. Now you got to reload
and I'm betting you ain't got the first fucking clue
how to do that, have you?
Is this who you want to be? A murderer?
You could be so much more than that.
Yeah, you could...
You could make pots like your grandfather.
What the fuck are you talking about? Life's short, Guy.
It's so fucking short.
Remember what you said to me at the hospital,
the way you talked about it.
You got to live your dream.
Remember your grandfather, remember the... Oh, just shut up!
Please, please don't kill us!
I'm just doing my job. Which you don't love.
You could be so much more than this.
Your boss might not even live,
so then killing us, that'd be on you.
Is that, is that who you want to be?
Do...
..don't live a life of regret, because it hasn't worked for me.
THE TAILOR MOANS
If this goes wrong,
you remember, I know where you live.
Thank you, thank you.
We should go. We can't be found here.
Where? My place. Camilla and Anya are at her parents'.
Come on! Did I just kill him, Samuel?
We need to go. You bring that with you.
We might need it.
NARRATOR: Oh, boy.
Now we got dead bodies all over the joint.
I remember when this was just a...
Can I just...
What the fuck just happened? What did we just do? It's fine.
We're fine.
I can't believe I actually shot someone.
I didn't think it would be like that.
We should call the hospital, find out if he's still alive.
Do you really think I killed him?
I really hope you have.
Because if he's not dead, we are.
Hi, um...
..look, a friend of ours was brought in with a gunshot wound.
Erm, I just wanted to know if you could tell me if he's OK?
What's his name? I don't know.
Eh, he goes by the name,
The Tailor. He's French.
So he's about 60, he would have been brought in...
Right.
They only give information out to relatives
and we don't even have a name.
We're going to have to go to the hospital.
Look, listen, I'm going to need a few fellas.
It's all going to need proper cleaning up.
I got to go.
Did you bring in the man with the gunshot wound? Eh, yeah.
Are you his next of kin? No.
And to be honest with you, I don't know who that would be.
Right. Can I ask your relationship to the patient?
Me?
I'm, erm...
I'm just a guy who works for him. Right.
Well, he's lost a lot of blood.
So, you know, we'll have to wait and see.
OK, thanks.
Don't you want to wait? I've waited long enough. Thank you, Doctor.
Hang on, hang on. We can't just walk into the hospital.
What if that bloke Guy's there?
Well, he had a chance to kill us before and he didn't.
Oh. So, let's hope for the best.
That's a hell of a plan, innit?
It's got us this far, hasn't it?
Come on, let's go. Oh, OK.
HEAVY THUD
THUD
DOOR RATTLES
Samuel? Can you open the door?
Ah, hiya, sweetheart. Eh, I thought you were staying the night.
Oh, yeah. Dad said he was feeling sick, so we just turned round.
Why have you locked the door? Oh, I didn't realise I had.
Hiya!
Go upstairs to your bedroom.
Go upstairs.
Why's Sally here? Oh, we were just catching up.
With the door locked from the inside?
Are you having an affair? No. No!
I should, I should go.
Did we move up here so you could be closer to her?
No! She's hardly my type, is she?
He's very strongly not mine. Like, at all, at all, at all, ever, ever.
Love, I would never cheat on you.
Just tell her! Tell me what?!
Just tell her everything, about the money, the gambling.
Just tell her all of it. What does she mean?
Just tell her.
It's true. Erm...
Sally's a gambling addict.
What?
She's an ex-client. I had no idea she'd moved up here
until I ran into her the other day,
you know, when we saw you in the cafe?
She said she'd burnt through her family's bank account and
so I lent her some money to help her out.
Now that's gone, so she came over to borrow some more and...
Is this true? Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
I should go. Yeah.
I think that would be a good idea.
I'd better see her out.
Thanks for playing along. Fuck yourself.
I only did it cos we've got bigger things to worry about right now.
Listen, I know I said I'd go with you to the hospital,
but I think I'd better stay here and smooth things out with Camilla.
Right, yeah, because it's only our lives at stake, innit?
SIRENS WAIL
Hiya. Where would someone with a gunshot be taken?
ICU. But they're closed now. Oh, ta. Thanks.
Ah! Hiya. Yeah?
Erm, my friend was brought in this evening. I wanted to see
if he were OK. Visiting hours are over.
I really need to know if he's OK, OK?
He was shot. There can't be that many old French blokes
brought in with gunshot wounds.
You know who I'm talking about, don't you? Erm, please, I just...
I really need to know. We're short-staffed.
I really don't have time for this.
Come back tomorrow, see what our reception team can do for you.
HE LAUGHS
Hiya!
Hiya! Hiya.
I need you to do me a favour. Why are you always here?
I need you to get me into ICU.
There's someone there and I need to find out if he's going to live.
Or what? You'll tell my wife about the dick pics?
Too late, you blue-haired temptress, she already found out.
I am so sorry to hear about that.
Oh. Yeah.
She's not happy. She wants a divorce.
So have you tried apologising?
Many times. But, there are a lot of pictures.
It's horrible making mistakes, innit?
It's like a world of shame that you can't run away from.
I always sort of thought of myself as a good guy.
Then you find yourself doing things you never thought were possible.
Appreciate you checking in on me.
You can change, Dr Weathers.
We both can.
Maybe it's true and we really can make our own luck.
God, you're hot. Oh! Fuck off, you randy bastard!
You got into my car!
A drink at least.
Definitely not! I don't understand.
You saw my penis, right? Urgh! For fuck's sake.
You're a very confusing woman!
CARD READER BEEPS
You all right, pet? You shouldn't be in here at this time. Hiya.
Yeah, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to check if my friend were all right.
He's lost a lot of blood, but he's tough.
We think he's going to be just fine.
So you can sleep all right tonight, OK?
Visiting hours start at nine tomorrow.
OK, thanks. That's...
..such, such great news.
PHONE RINGS
ON PHONE: Yeah? He's alive. Shit.
Yeah. A great big, steaming pile of very dangerous shit.
What shall we do?
ON PHONE: We need to meet. OK, where?
What about that place Guy were talking about, in the car,
Shang something or other? You're kidding, right?
No, I'm not! I am stressed as fuck, Samuel.
I need to bury my feelings in a great big plate of noodles.
Hello?
It's me, I'm home.
Where is everyone?
Oi, did you not hear me come in?
Oh, sorry, darling. I was just...
Oi! Dad's back.
Hi. All right?
Could you, eh, put the bins out?
Thank you, darling. And, erm, feed Kenny. Right, OK.
And, um, that pipe, it's gone a bit funny again.
NARRATOR: Guy was home, but sometimes being home
somehow doesn't feel like home.
It feels like another life entirely.
Guy? Where are you?
I need your help with the TV.
Wow.
What?! It's all you can eat,
and right now it feels like every meal might be our fucking last.
How did he look?
Asleep. He looked asleep.
He's got them oxygen tubes.
The nurse said that she thinks he's going to be fine.
So, we're going to have to go back and we're going to have to...
I don't think we have any choice, but to...
..kill him. I can't believe you just said that out loud.
What else are we supposed to do? I don't know.
Um, leave, like, just run. He'll come after us.
So we keep running. What, take our families?
Just destroy everyone's lives?
What about your son? Are you just going to leave him here?
We saw what they did to each other.
Yeah, but what if it don't end with him?
The Tailor doesn't seem like a man who...who works for anyone.
No-one knows what we look like, or how we're connected.
Except Guy, and he's gone.
So once we...
..do this...
..then it's over.
And I wish I'd never met you on that beach.
I wish we'd never met on the beach that morning.
Maybe it was fate.
Maybe we were meant to meet.
You and I are two sides of the same coin, Janet.
I'm not sure I can do this.
We can do it, together.
Ah!
Oh, Janet! Oh! Oh!
I just... I just don't think I can do it.
If we don't do it, he will. That man is capable of anything.
He's a monster. If we do this,
then aren't we just stooping to his level?
Think about that police station. Everyone who died.
Don't they deserve justice?
The families of all those police officers that were gunned down,
don't they... Any desserts?
Ah, no, thanks. No, thanks. OK. Lovely.
Thank you very much. Thanks.
So, did you tell your wife the truth?
The bit about the shit ton of cocaine or the bit about
the massive fucking gun fight? The bit about you being a gambling addict
not me. You pissing away all of her money. No.
Not yet. Well, she's going to find out sooner or later.
So, what are we going to do?
Well, we can't do anything till the morning, so let's decide then.
Come on.
Oi! We're going Dutch on this one.
What? You ate everything. Credit card, now.
How you doing? Are you all right? Yeah.
Can we split it 50-50, please?
CAR ALARM BEEPS
You need to pay your bill.
I'm on a stakeout, I'm following suspects.
You still need to pay! I'm on a stakeout!
Police. See?
I'm going to need to see their receipt.
Oh, and more prawn and black bean to go.
I've got a long night ahead.
PHONE RINGS
Hiya.
Oh, brilliant.
Yep.
Samuel...
..Wells.
Janet Campbell.
Is that with or without a P? Great.
Brilliant. Thanks so much for your help.
All right. Bye.
NARRATOR: And so it was, Officer Tooh started
looking into Janet Campbell and Samuel Wells,
pulling at threads that would unravel the fabric of everything.
FRENCH POP MUSIC PLAYS
ECHOING: Benoit.
Oh, you're...
..you're here.
You're awake.
It...It all makes sense, meeting you.
The things we have...
You just rest up, love.
I'm not going anywhere.
Where exactly is he, in the hospital?
Erm, he's in the ICU.
By the window, in the room closest to the door.
There's three or four nurses.
There's no way someone wouldn't see us coming in and out.
Well, if we go at the right time...
maybe people will be too busy to notice us.
To notice us killing someone?
Oh! It sounds so fucking stupid out loud!
We both know what he will do to us if he gets out of that hospital.
Yeah, but that don't make it right.
What if he has kids and they lose their dad because of us?
It's him or us, Janet!
And if you can't do it, I fucking will.
Can you put that away, please, Samuel? In there.
You're not fucking Rambo, you turnip.
What if we inject air into his IV?
No, that's...that's a myth because the air bubbles take hours
to work their way through the blood, and even then,
it don't always kill you. I saw it in a documentary.
We could suffocate him with a pillow.
It's right there, I suppose, innit? The...
The murder weapon.
How long do you think it would take?
I don't know.
If we go...go through with this...
it'll be with us forever. There's no going back.
If you want to live,
this is our only choice.
NARRATOR: Ah, there's always a choice.
Always a chance to just...
..walk away.
You'll need to move on.
You what?
Isabelle says you've been watching her nearly an hour now
and it's not OK...man.
Who's Isabelle?
The instructor.
She says you've been watching her.
It's not the girl I am looking at.
It's the pots.
Where did you tell Camilla you were going?
I left a note saying I was walking the dog.
Where's the dog?
Just tell her!
Oh, for Christ's sake! Like I say, she will find out eventually.
SHE SIGHS
They got it right when they gave you this, didn't they?
You're so desperate for people to admire you.
Well, now you can admire yourself all day long.
I can't believe I ever listened to you at that fucking beach.
You're not some innocent in all this.
You know, you made your own decisions.
OK, yeah, you're right.
I am vain.
Yes, I did want everyone to think I was the big man.
I don't want to be that man any more.
DOORBELL RINGS
Good morning, sir. I'm PC Ben Tooh from Aireside Police.
Just wondering if I could speak to a Janet Campbell.
She doesn't live here any more.
What's this about?
I'm not at liberty to say.
Police business.
Now, I just want to make sure that I've got the right Janet Campbell,
cos I've met two already today. So could you describe her for me?
Fucking irritating.
"Fucking irritating."
Ah, how about physically?
Tall, long face, not fat.
OK.
And in terms of, erm...
..number of hands?
Just the one. Right.
The left, actually.
Ah.
Very good.
Can I ask what your relationship is to Miss Campbell?
She's my ex.
And, look, whatever it is she's got herself into here,
it's nothing to do with me.
Why do you say that?
Cos I happen to know she recently came into a shitload of money.
Cash.
She even offered me some.
I mean, I said no, obvs.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Do you know a Samuel Wells?
Ah, well-dressed, bald...
er, not white.
I saw her with a fella like that, yeah.
OK.
You wouldn't happen to have a forwarding address, by any chance?
First smack it, then wet it.
Then squeeze it between your hands,
pushing it up between your fingers.
Spin the wheel at a moderate speed, and with your left hand on
the side of the clay and your right hand on top of the clay,
press down.
Then you just make your hole and press straight down.
And lift right up.
NARRATOR: And with Guy finally following his dream,
it was time for Janet and Samuel...
..to go put an end to their nightmare.
CARD READER BEEPS
Hmm.
Not easy to kill a man, huh?
You will have to push that pillow down into my mouth and hold it
for up to five minutes.
I will claw at your skin.
My nails will burrow into you.
You will feel me struggle, desperate to survive.
Hiya, love!
Oh... Oh, you're awake again!
Oh, hiya, love.
Oh!
Mm.
I am extremely glad you're alive.
Hello. Hey.
I'm Pat.
A friend of The Tailor's.
Janet.
I'm Samuel.
Oh. Nice to meet you both. You too.
So, how did you get yourself shot?
I don't know.
I didn't see who did it.
What? You were just walking down the street and you got shot?
Yes.
Jesus Christ!
BOTH: Yeah.
You didn't see anything at all?
No, nothing.
One minute I was full of life and the next...
I was shot and not full of life.
Oh, sorry. Erm, how do you know our friend here?
How...
I met them in Paris when I was studying men's fashion.
Men's fashion.
Oh!
Parlez-vous Francais?
TRANSLATION FROM FRENCH:
Sorry, love, I don't understand a word!
Oh, OK!
Erm, fabrics, yeah. Yeah, I'm...
I, erm, I love...
I'm in... Yeah, I'm in fabrics.
Right. I best push off and open up.
Yeah, we should go as well.
No.
Just stay.
I insist.
I'll sneak you in one of my pasties. Mm.
Nice to meet you. And you.
Now she has seen you.
If I die, yours will be the first names she speaks.
When I'm strong again, I will come for you,
cut you open as you breathe.
How long do you think we've got?
Not long. What are we going to do?
Run. Run? Right. Fuck. Run.
What am I going to tell Alan? What are you going to tell your lot?
I thought I'd try the truth.
Like you said, they'd find out eventually.
Christ. I've got to get to Alan.
NARRATOR: But someone was coming to get them.
Officer Tooh,
who no longer wanted to just be Officer Number 2,
but celebrated Officer Tooh.
Do you know what time he's going to be back?
I've got something really important to discuss with him.
He's not in till lunch.
He's liaising with the council for the planning of the funerals.
Well, I think he'll want to know what I've got to say.
Is it more or less important than planning the funerals
of our fallen colleagues?
Yeah. I'll come back.
PHONE ALERT
CHILD GIGGLES
HE GIGGLES
It's OK.
Not everyone's born to be a potter.
NARRATOR: And just like that,
Guy's dream died as quickly as it had begun.
PHONE BUZZES
Yes?
ON PHONE: Hey. You made it.
That's good.
Listen, look, I'm sorry I wasn't there.
There was, erm, something I needed to do.
But believe me, I'm well and truly over it now.
How are you doing anyway?
I've never been better.
Well, that's great.
Now, look, I'm going to clean that mess up.
I'll call you when it's sorted.
Remember what we said, eh?
Solutions not problems, right?
Everything I've done,
everything I am,
it makes sense.
You sure you're OK?
Oh, my friend, I am.
I'm in love.
DOG BARKS
Hey.
You didn't take the dog.
I've been lying to you.
OK.
I didn't want you to hate me. I really...
But you might hate me.
I just...
I didn't mean...
What did you do?
I stole a boat-load of cocaine
and then I sold it to a drug dealer.
And then, they came after us and they turned up
and we thought we could get them to kill each other but...
There was...
HE SOBS
There was bodies everywhere!
Oh, God, love!
I didn't mean for it to happen.
I just, I just... I just wanted us to be OK.
Just stop it, Samuel. You're not making any sense.
OK. I-I...gambled away everything.
It's me.
Not Sally.
I am the gambling addict, and I lost it all.
Everything's gone.
And now they're going to kill us. Who's going to kill us?
I don't know his name. He's The Tailor.
He's just called The Tailor... Slow down. Just slow down.
No, I...
I stole a boat-load of cocaine.
And now these people are coming after us and they're going to
kill you and they're going to kill Anya if we don't leave.
We need to pack!
Samuel... We will go to an airport.
It doesn't matter.
We can just fly somewhere. Where do you want to go?
OK, just slow down and talk to me
and just tell me what the hell is going on.
We don't have any time. We need to leave now!
No, I'm not just going to pack up my life and leave
until you explain... You need to pack your bags.
No!
You wouldn't believe me. You can't even...
OK, let me show you.
Come on. Come on.
Come with me.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile, life was getting confusing for Pat Tooh.
Tailor telling her that he was shot randomly in the street made Pat
a little bit more curious about everything that day.
TOILET FLUSHES
I best get back.
Pasties to bake.
Pasties?
I'll bring fresh tomorrow.
Oh!
What?!
Nothing.
I'll be back for dinner.
SHE RINGS DOORBELL
SHE KNOCKS
Oh, fuck's sake.
SHE RINGS BELL AGAIN
What do you want?
I need to talk to Peter. Well, he's not here.
Right. Alan?
He's not here either! Where is he?
Well, he's playing his tuba over at the church hall.
OK, can you tell Peter to call me? It's an emergency.
Right. Oh, and your friend was round here looking for you.
What friend?
You know, the big guy that you came to the pub with.
What did he want?
He was looking for Alan.
When?
Just about 20 minutes ago.
Did you tell him where he were?
Well, yeah. Why?
OK, just...
Just call Peter and tell him to go and get Alan now!
Stay in the car.
I don't want to.
I mean it. You stay in the car.
There's dead bodies.
There's...blood.
The people that tried to kill us... Mr Taylor?
Mr... No, the... THE Tailor.
I wouldn't show you this if there was any other way.
Stay in the car.
Stay behind me.
I told you to stay in the car!
What are you doing here?
Because of all the dead bodies?
There were so many.
They were... They were right here!
Look, I think that maybe you should talk to someone.
No, no, I'm not crazy.
Let us help you, please. Please...
..you need to believe me.
If we don't go on the run, you are not safe.
Let's just go home.
OK.
OK, wait. Wait, wait.
OK.
In here.
NARRATOR: It was then that Samuel did
what he had to do for his family...
You'll be safe here, I promise. No!
No, Samuel!
THEY POUND ON DOOR
..he locked them in a steel container,
and ran away.
BRASS BAND PLAYS
PHONE VIBRATES
PHONE BEEPS
SHE SIGHS
BANGING
Open the door!
Hello!
Samuel!
Ken, have you seen Alan anywhere?
Sorry, love.
Alan?
Sorry. Is Alan...
Alan?
Alan!
BREATHLESS: Hi. Where's Alan?
Miss Campbell. Have you seen him?
He was here before. He played beautifully. Well, where is he?
He's usually the last one out. He always packs up his stuff
very carefully... Was there another bloke here? Tall with black hair.
You'd have noticed him. I don't know. I'm not sure.
Well, then fucking think, would you?! What?
Alan!
Alan! Alan!
PHONE RINGS
Alan?
'Fraid not.
Time's up.
Oh, God. No, no, no...
No, you can't... You can't hurt him. He's my boy!
I won't.
Just as long as you don't get the police involved.
I won't, I won't. I won't.
You know, I should never have let you two wander off.
That's on me, that one.
But believe me, my head is straight now
and I'm going to tie up all the loose ends
and I'm going to bring you in for the boss.
Look, what... What do you want us to do?
Meet me at your place.
How-how do you know...
Because I'm not stupid.
Your place.
And Alan?
Come there, alone, just the two of you.
And I promise he'll still be breathing.
OK. OK. I promise we'll be there. Just please...
Please, I'm begging you, just don't hurt my boy.
FUCK!
Where are you?
Right.
Hold on. You can't leave, sir.
I'm fine.
No, you really aren't fine.
The consultant, he...
I'm more fine than I've ever been.
When you face death, you face yourself,
you see your own ending.
I've seen mine.
Please...
Everything that is happening
is happening for a reason.
I know where I need to be.
All right, Ben?
Boss?
Where's the boss?
On the bog. Thank you.
Boss?
I'm a bit busy.
It's Tooh, sir. Constable Ben Tooh.
Can't this wait?
No, sir, it can't.
Cos I've cracked it.
The scumbags who killed our friends,
I know who they are and I know where they are.
I need a team.
No. Excuse me?!
Officer Tooh, this isn't the first time you've barged in saying
that you've cracked the case of the century.
The flasher on the 79 bus, remember that?
You thought it was Judge Latif
and we all looked like absolute shitheads.
This is different, sir. I heard 'em.
Bring me evidence.
I heard them with my own ears!
This isn't the time, Officer Tooh.
OK, then.
I'll go by myself.
Then you'll see.
NARRATOR: The tide was coming in...
and no-one was going to get away without being pulled under by it.
JANET: Samuel, get up. Get up!
C'mon, we got to go.
OK, wait. Just... Let's just consider what we're doing.
There's nothing to fucking consider! They've got my boy.
OK, well, maybe we should call the police?
The po...
He's going to kill him. That is what he said.
We have to go - we've got to go now.
We can't!
You're just going to run away?
Do not fuck me over, Samuel. I asked you one thing.
Do not fuck me over!
I'm not saying we should run away. I'm just...
You're just going to let my boy die?
He's going to die anyway.
We go there, we meet Guy, we're all dead.
These are the people who executed an entire police station
just to get to an evidence locker. SHE SIGHS
There must be something we can do.
Where are your family? Are they OK?
They're safe.
How do you go up against someone who's prepared to hurt
the people you love?
Oh, love...
I was trying to call you.
You'll never guess what happened to The Tailor...
I've cracked the case. What case?
All those cops that died, stakeout at the Chinese restaurant,
I've cracked it.
What, they just walked into the restaurant and said they'd done it?
Yes, actually, Mother. They did.
"I'll have a number 42 - black bean and prawn,
"and I killed ten coppers"?
Are you sure, love?
I did all my follow-up, I followed up at their work,
I got the licence plate, everything - it's all in here,
all of it.
Hmm.
I'd hoped you'd be proud.
I'm just protective, love.
So if you say you've cracked the case,
then you've cracked the case.
Thanks, Mummy.
Do you think you'll get a medal?
No. No, no, no.
I don't think so, no.
Maybe.
Wouldn't that be something?
I just can't believe I've finally done something good.
Oh!
Go get 'em, tiger!
NARRATOR: Like a tiger, he went on his way to go get them.
Except there was a lion there, waiting for him.
DOG BARKS
GUY CHUCKLES
Go on, go for it.
Cos that horn's the most important thing you got going on
right now, innit, eh?
It's a tuba, not a horn.
OK.
You know, I saw you play it before I grabbed you.
You're fucking good. I mean, really good.
You love it, don't you?
So why's that, then?
Oh, come on, you can tell me.
I mean, I'm not being funny, we could be sitting here all day.
I love that it's me and this...
..this thing someone invented hundreds of years ago.
Something that's all my own.
I know exactly what you mean.
Must be so nice to be talented.
CAR APPROACHES
Right, get up.
Get in that back room.
You say so much as a word, I'll start shooting,
do you understand me?
You stay here and you keep quiet.
See you on the other side, boss.
It's Ben, by the way.
Ben Tooh.
I work for you, just to be...
Yeah.
Urgh!
I'm coming in!
Put some clothes on if you're indecent, Miss Campbell.
Oh, God.
HE LAUGHS
What are you doing here?
It's me, remember?
You know, from the bench.
Oh, right. Right, yeah.
Yeah, you remember.
You told me about your system.
You know, the old Four Bens.
I've been using it an' all now.
I'm rating everything out of Guys.
And you were right.
It is a lot of fun.
Now, get inside.
Shut the door and get inside. Move.
Are you working with them?
What?
Janet and Samuel.
GUY LAUGHS
Oh, mate!
You've got this so twisted!
I don't think so.
You lot left this behind.
I waited at that Chinese restaurant, day after day,
night after night.
And then Janet and Samuel came right in and I heard everything.
Me, Mr Nobody.
So you figured it out all by yourself, eh?
Oh, yeah.
I knew they'd laugh at me like they always do,
so I kept it quiet.
I did the work.
Cos I knew.
I knew I was right.
Which means...
I hate to say it, but, er...
..you've got no backup, 'ave you?
Well, erm...
I-I told my boss where I was going.
He'll wonder where I've got to.
Why does this shit have to be this way, eh?
I mean, you wanted to be that other guy for a change, yeah?
You know, what we talked about on the bench.
You thought that you could break out and you could be that hero.
That hero, just once.
Ben, look at me. I'm trying to talk to you.
Yeah, yeah. Right.
No more being a bit-part in everyone else's story, right?
Right.
Except, look where it's got you.
You've walked straight into the man with the gun and no backup.
You see, I wanted to try something different.
I wanted to try something that I'd been dreaming about for...
fuck, for so long now.
I thought, "I could be more than this,"
and somehow I could have a different ending.
You can!
Anyone can. No, they can't.
You see, that's the trouble these days.
Everyone thinks that they can be whatever they want.
Like it's their right.
But they can't.
Because not everyone can dance
or count or read or sing or fucking run.
Or turn a pot so delicate and perfect that...
..it makes your heart want to burst in your ribcage. Eh?
You know, maybe if everybody knew their place,
everyone would be happier.
I mean, look at you - you're a traffic cop
and I'm a fucking goon.
Traffic's only part of my remit.
You seem like a really nice bloke.
And, for what it's worth, and I mean this, for what it's worth,
I'm proper sorry and all.
Then, please, don't.
They're outside.
The officers... They'll come.
There's no-one outside, Ben.
It's just you and me.
GUNSHOT
MUSIC: Tombe La Neige by Salvatore Adamo
# Tu ne viendras pas ce soir
# Tombe la neige
# Et mon coeur s'habille de noir
# Ce soyeux cortege
# Tout en larmes blanches... #
TRANSLATION FROM FRENCH:
PAT: Madame Bethune?
BOY: Enchante.
SHE PAUSES CLIP
Just one second.
VIDEO: C'etait la moindre des choses que je pouvais faire.
One minute.
Oh, wait... Who are you? Shut up.
MUFFLED: Where are you taking me?
NARRATOR: The end is coming.
You can feel it too, right?