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Tony! | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
This young man, Ian, is an angel. | 0:00:04 | 0:00:06 | |
Well, I don't know about that, Mrs Forrest. | 0:00:06 | 0:00:08 | |
What are you doing?! | 0:00:08 | 0:00:11 | |
(You're going to get us their address.) | 0:00:11 | 0:00:13 | |
(There's a mole in the police.) | 0:00:17 | 0:00:20 | |
'Leave immediately.' | 0:00:20 | 0:00:22 | |
As soon as we get news about Jackie, we need to get out of here. | 0:00:22 | 0:00:24 | |
That guy could have followed us. | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
Shit! | 0:00:26 | 0:00:27 | |
Disguises. This guy, he'll be in overnight, right? | 0:00:30 | 0:00:33 | |
I had a quick swizz down his chart. He ain't coming out. | 0:00:33 | 0:00:37 | |
I think we've found a bed for the night. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:40 | |
GUNSHOT FIRES | 0:00:40 | 0:00:42 | |
METAL RATTLES | 0:01:03 | 0:01:06 | |
SHE WHIMPERS | 0:01:06 | 0:01:09 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:01:20 | 0:01:22 | |
ECHOING: What's happening? Where am I? | 0:01:22 | 0:01:25 | |
Where do you think you are, Scumbo? | 0:01:25 | 0:01:29 | |
You shot an innocent woman. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
You are in the back of a prison van on the way to Clinky, Rhona. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:35 | |
-What? DEMONIC VOICE: -Rhona! | 0:01:35 | 0:01:38 | |
-FEMALE VOICE: -Rhona! | 0:01:40 | 0:01:42 | |
-Rhona! -SHE GASPS | 0:01:42 | 0:01:45 | |
Sorry. Yeah, sorry. I was... | 0:01:45 | 0:01:49 | |
-Where are we? -We are in the caravan, remember? | 0:01:49 | 0:01:51 | |
Yes, right. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:53 | |
And what it is, is I woke up and this was happening. | 0:01:53 | 0:01:56 | |
(Shit!) | 0:01:59 | 0:02:02 | |
-Do you think it could be the gang? -No. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:07 | |
No, they'd just kill us instantly, | 0:02:07 | 0:02:09 | |
not tow us down the middle lane of the motorway at 50mph. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
It could be caravan theft. There's a lot of that around. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:15 | |
Could be on our way to a traveller's site. | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
Maybe that's not a bad hideout. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:20 | |
Marry 16-year-old boys, clean all day in low-cut tops... | 0:02:20 | 0:02:24 | |
-No, it's just the caravan owner going on a little jaunt. -Mm... | 0:02:24 | 0:02:28 | |
Balls! | 0:02:31 | 0:02:33 | |
Why did we have to break into a caravan? | 0:02:33 | 0:02:35 | |
Why don't we just sleep in the park like normal vagrants? | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
I think it's a very positive thing, actually. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:40 | |
How? | 0:02:40 | 0:02:42 | |
We are getting a free lift away from Swindon and all that danger. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:45 | |
And we've not had to give a single hand job to a lorry driver. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:49 | |
Yes, to the first bit but, if she finds us in here, | 0:02:49 | 0:02:52 | |
then she's going to call the police. | 0:02:52 | 0:02:54 | |
-So what we do? -Well, I guess just sit tight, keep our heads down and, | 0:02:54 | 0:03:00 | |
as soon as she stops, run for it. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:03 | |
HIP HOP PLAYS | 0:03:08 | 0:03:12 | |
-ANSWERPHONE: -Please leave your message after the tone. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:30 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:03:32 | 0:03:35 | |
All right? | 0:03:45 | 0:03:47 | |
-Yeah. -I want you to get all your crew together, | 0:03:47 | 0:03:49 | |
everyone you've got selling, | 0:03:49 | 0:03:50 | |
get down The Badger at 12 for an audience with the boss man, yeah? | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
-Right, what's going on now? -That's midday. | 0:03:56 | 0:03:58 | |
Not ten past. Not 20 fucking five past. | 0:03:59 | 0:04:03 | |
Cup of tea... | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
Have you heard? Tony Forrest's wife's called in. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
He didn't come home last night. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
Er, yes, I'm probably only his best friend | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
out everyone here at the station, | 0:04:25 | 0:04:26 | |
so who do you think she spoke to? | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
Look, they are having difficulty. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
-You happy? -I think he might be our mole. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:34 | |
I would advise you to choose your words incredibly carefully, Wilton. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:38 | |
There's an assassination attempt on our witnesses. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:41 | |
They get a tip-off about a mole on the same night that Boris opens... | 0:04:41 | 0:04:44 | |
Shhh... | 0:04:44 | 0:04:45 | |
Sergeant Forrest and I are very close friends. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:48 | |
Our dogs get along. | 0:04:48 | 0:04:50 | |
I've been at his house on several Boxing Days. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:52 | |
Now, I'm just going to pretend you didn't just say any of that. | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
Right, we are on the M4 westbound. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:02 | |
I think we deserve to go on holly-pops | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
after all what we've been through. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
Now, Rhona, I know you like rye bread and organic butter | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
but we are camping now, so it's white slice and marge. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:14 | |
Leanne, can you maybe not do that? We are trying to be discreet here. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:17 | |
Stand back. I'm going to flip a pancake. | 0:05:17 | 0:05:19 | |
PAN CLATTERS NOISILY | 0:05:19 | 0:05:22 | |
The first one is always shit. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
BUZZ OF CHATTER | 0:05:41 | 0:05:43 | |
How's your bum boy, then? | 0:05:50 | 0:05:52 | |
DOOR SLAMS, CHATTER STOPS | 0:05:52 | 0:05:55 | |
Ian's dead. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:06 | |
Yeah, you fucking heard me right. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:11 | |
Ian's dead. | 0:06:18 | 0:06:21 | |
Down in a car park, middle of fucking nowhere. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:27 | |
Run over like a fucking dog. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
So, first off, we are having a whip round! | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
Some of you know Mandy, Ian's fiancee, and his little lad. | 0:06:38 | 0:06:42 | |
Here you are. 200 fucking quid. | 0:06:42 | 0:06:45 | |
Get your hands in your pockets, dig deep. | 0:06:47 | 0:06:50 | |
Now, who's going to tell me what happened? | 0:06:50 | 0:06:55 | |
What's he doing in a car park in the middle of fucking nowhere? | 0:07:00 | 0:07:03 | |
Yes, thank you! Speak! | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
Er...I was with Ian yesterday. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:11 | |
I was with this copper, who gives us information. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:14 | |
Yeah, yeah, I know. Danny boy, likes a wank. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
He gave us the address of those two girls, | 0:07:18 | 0:07:21 | |
the ones that saw Mogs. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
And... Yeah, when I left him, he had gone to the copper, Ian did. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:28 | |
So this fucker's done it, then, has he? | 0:07:29 | 0:07:31 | |
And these witnesses. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:35 | |
So that's all dealt with, then, is it? | 0:07:35 | 0:07:38 | |
-Well... -Fuck me! Come on! What? | 0:07:38 | 0:07:41 | |
When I got to the flat, I heard a gunshot. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
So? | 0:07:43 | 0:07:44 | |
-So I hung back. -Why? You had a gun as well. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:48 | |
You know, assess the situation. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:51 | |
Oh, right, assess! | 0:07:51 | 0:07:52 | |
Well, that's good, isn't it? | 0:07:53 | 0:07:55 | |
Hey, he was assessing the situation! | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
He hadn't just fucking shit himself! | 0:07:58 | 0:08:01 | |
What then? | 0:08:01 | 0:08:02 | |
Then an ambulance came | 0:08:03 | 0:08:05 | |
and they brought the fat bird out on a stretcher. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
Then the two girls came out. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
Obviously, I couldn't do it, really, you know what I mean? | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
There's people about. They gave me a name, though. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:14 | |
Yeah, Charlie Little Pockets. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:17 | |
Charlie Little Pockets? | 0:08:17 | 0:08:18 | |
Fuck me! I know that name. | 0:08:19 | 0:08:21 | |
And what about these fucking girls, then? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:25 | |
They... They went off in the ambulance. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:27 | |
Fucking hell! | 0:08:27 | 0:08:28 | |
I followed them, all the way to the hospital. | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
Come here, you. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:31 | |
Come here! | 0:08:33 | 0:08:34 | |
Look at me, look at me! | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
Ian didn't die so you could assess the fucking situation, did he? | 0:08:39 | 0:08:44 | |
Leave these fucking girls running around. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
Now, this is fucking serious! | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
A man has died, a good man. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:50 | |
So you... | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
gotta take out these witnesses. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:55 | |
You see that...? | 0:08:55 | 0:08:57 | |
-Yeah. -Yeah? -Yeah. -Yeah? | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
Finish the fucking job! | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
Mm-mm. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:23 | |
SHE CLICKS TONGUE | 0:09:26 | 0:09:28 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:09:30 | 0:09:32 | |
Leanne...OMG is not a word. | 0:09:42 | 0:09:46 | |
So that's why it comes up on my predictive text, then, is it? | 0:09:46 | 0:09:50 | |
We're slowing down. | 0:09:50 | 0:09:51 | |
We're slowing down! | 0:09:51 | 0:09:53 | |
That's nine points to me. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
Yes, we are. We're pulling into services. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
Is it a Welcome Break? Cos they're my favourite. | 0:09:57 | 0:09:59 | |
Right, put that away. Get ready, let's go! | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
I think we got away with it. | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
Mrs Ambrose is cheating on Mr Ambrose! | 0:10:40 | 0:10:44 | |
I'm sorry, but that is disgusting, actually. | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
Come on. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:48 | |
I'm glad I cleaned her out of her pancake mix now. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
We're going to have a proper big send-off for Ian, do it right, | 0:10:53 | 0:10:57 | |
send his kid to Disney World. | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
The Florida one, eh - not the fucking Euro bollocks. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:05 | |
Apart from that, business as usual. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:08 | |
One part of you is going to be running things. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:10 | |
Now, is there anything else I need to know | 0:11:10 | 0:11:12 | |
before I go upstairs and fuck my missus? | 0:11:12 | 0:11:14 | |
No? | 0:11:16 | 0:11:17 | |
I killed a grass. | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
-What? -Nothing. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:27 | |
What did you just say, son? | 0:11:29 | 0:11:30 | |
It's just, uh, this lad I worked with. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:35 | |
He knows him. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:38 | |
He was going to speak to the police. | 0:11:41 | 0:11:43 | |
So I shot him. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:46 | |
He's dead. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:50 | |
Fucking hell. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:53 | |
And who's told you to do that, then, son? | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
Because I certainly fucking didn't. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:08 | |
I just thought, you know... | 0:12:10 | 0:12:12 | |
..can't have grasses. | 0:12:13 | 0:12:15 | |
Stand up. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:18 | |
Stand up! | 0:12:21 | 0:12:23 | |
Get your pants down. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:27 | |
What? | 0:12:27 | 0:12:28 | |
Get your fucking pants down. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:31 | |
Underpants. Come on. Let 'em fucking see. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:39 | |
Come here. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:46 | |
Now, those...are a pair of fucking bollocks. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:55 | |
He's got them. You haven't. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
No, no, don't hide them, son. Let them see. | 0:13:02 | 0:13:04 | |
Clap. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:07 | |
Give his balls a round of a-fucking-pplause. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
Come on! Clap! | 0:13:12 | 0:13:15 | |
STILTED APPLAUSE | 0:13:15 | 0:13:17 | |
Fucking well done, son. | 0:13:19 | 0:13:21 | |
-Here, what kind of crisps do you like? -Uh, Quavers. | 0:13:21 | 0:13:24 | |
Quavers! Give him some Quavers. | 0:13:24 | 0:13:26 | |
Give him the whole box, you fucking tight bastard! | 0:13:28 | 0:13:30 | |
Come on. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:31 | |
Fucking good work, son. Fucking nice one! | 0:13:33 | 0:13:37 | |
You could learn from him. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
I should have given the fucking address to him. | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
Well done, mate. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:43 | |
You can pull them up now, mate. | 0:13:49 | 0:13:51 | |
So...what now? | 0:13:58 | 0:14:00 | |
Could we just live here for a bit? | 0:14:04 | 0:14:06 | |
-What, in the services? -Yeah. | 0:14:06 | 0:14:08 | |
Like Tom Hanks in that film. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
Or that guy that I went out with when I was 17. | 0:14:10 | 0:14:13 | |
God, he was mature! | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
I want to find a phone box, call the hospital, | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
-see if there's any news about Jackie. -Yeah, good idea. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:20 | |
And then we need a plan, | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
figure out how we get ourselves out of this. | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
At least we've still got the... MOUTHS: gun. | 0:14:25 | 0:14:27 | |
SHE PATS POCKET REPEATEDLY | 0:14:27 | 0:14:29 | |
-BOTH: -Shit! | 0:14:39 | 0:14:43 | |
Shit, I can't find the keys! Oh, my God! | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
-BOTH: -# Baby, I got you... # | 0:14:48 | 0:14:51 | |
-Oh, my God! Is it that one? -Yes! -Yes! | 0:14:51 | 0:14:55 | |
# Ah-ah, ah-ah... # | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
Open that coke for me, will you? | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
-OK... -Put it in! -I can't! Oh, my God, It's the wrong key! | 0:15:00 | 0:15:03 | |
-Hurry up! -I'm trying! | 0:15:03 | 0:15:05 | |
Yes! OK... | 0:15:06 | 0:15:07 | |
# Before it's done our money's all been spent... # | 0:15:11 | 0:15:15 | |
They haven't a clue, these two. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:17 | |
Closer! I believe in you. I believe in you. Just jump. | 0:15:17 | 0:15:21 | |
-Just jump. You can skip. -Wait, wait, wait! Wait, wait! | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
-Come on. -Oh, God! | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
-Oh, my God. -Shit, shit, shit! -Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! | 0:15:27 | 0:15:31 | |
Whoa! | 0:15:34 | 0:15:35 | |
-Oh! -Sorry! | 0:15:35 | 0:15:38 | |
Not to be helped, not to be helped. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
Oh, thank God. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:43 | |
And we're back on the motorway. | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
Right... | 0:15:47 | 0:15:48 | |
How about another bacon sarnie? | 0:15:50 | 0:15:52 | |
And since I'll have then cooked twice, | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
maybe somebody would like to do the washing up? | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
Oh, Leanne! | 0:15:59 | 0:16:00 | |
So then, mate, you... | 0:16:02 | 0:16:04 | |
..got rid of the body properly, then, yeah? | 0:16:06 | 0:16:07 | |
Yeah, of course. | 0:16:07 | 0:16:09 | |
Top. | 0:16:10 | 0:16:11 | |
What do you mean, properly? | 0:16:13 | 0:16:15 | |
Well, it's like the stuff you've got to do afterwards, isn't it? | 0:16:15 | 0:16:18 | |
Just, like, the basic stuff. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:20 | |
Yeah...I know. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
Right. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:24 | |
So...you burnt all the fingers, then? | 0:16:26 | 0:16:29 | |
You know, the fingerprints? | 0:16:29 | 0:16:30 | |
You've got to get them off cos that's just standard procedure. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:33 | |
And then, obviously, you must have bashed the teeth in? | 0:16:35 | 0:16:39 | |
You know, dental records and that, that's... | 0:16:39 | 0:16:41 | |
You did do that, didn't you? | 0:16:41 | 0:16:42 | |
And, obviously, the big one... | 0:16:45 | 0:16:46 | |
..is you've got to get the spunk out. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:50 | |
What? | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
The spunk. You've got to get the spunk out the bollocks. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:56 | |
You know, it's just DNA, isn't it? | 0:16:57 | 0:16:59 | |
Apparently, if you don't get the spunk out within 48 hours, then... | 0:17:00 | 0:17:03 | |
HE EXHALES DEEPLY | 0:17:05 | 0:17:08 | |
I can't stop thinking about Jackie. | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
God, I hope she's OK. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
Do you want me to read you your horoscope? | 0:17:23 | 0:17:25 | |
No, that stuff's bollocks. | 0:17:25 | 0:17:27 | |
I believe Russell Grant is a wise man. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:29 | |
I believe Russell Grant is a holy man. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:32 | |
Aquarius. | 0:17:34 | 0:17:36 | |
Jupiter in your orbit makes this week an ideal time | 0:17:36 | 0:17:39 | |
for frank exchanges with loved ones and baking. Hmm... | 0:17:39 | 0:17:44 | |
-Leanne, this isn't even this week's. -Isn't it? | 0:17:47 | 0:17:49 | |
-What's the date? -The 21st. | 0:17:49 | 0:17:52 | |
Is it? Oh. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:54 | |
Oh... | 0:17:54 | 0:17:56 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:17:58 | 0:18:01 | |
-Wilton. -'Hello, Detective Wilton? | 0:18:01 | 0:18:03 | |
'This is Mrs Pugh, Gareth's mum.' | 0:18:03 | 0:18:05 | |
Oh, yeah, hello, Mrs Pugh. | 0:18:05 | 0:18:06 | |
'It's probably nothing, really, but Gareth didn't come home last night. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:10 | |
'And it's not like him. He'd send me a text at least. | 0:18:10 | 0:18:13 | |
'He's a good boy. It's probably nothing. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:16 | |
'He'll probably walk through the front door in ten minutes | 0:18:16 | 0:18:18 | |
'wanting a Cheestring.' | 0:18:18 | 0:18:20 | |
No, you absolutely did the right thing in calling, Mrs Pugh. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
Though I'm sure, as you say, it's nothing. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
Leave it with me and I'll see what we can do. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:27 | |
Right. Gareth Pugh's gone missing. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
Who's that? | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
The boy I brought in yesterday. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
The one I wanted surveillance on. His mother's just called in. | 0:18:38 | 0:18:41 | |
Oh, crawl out of your arse, Wilton! | 0:18:41 | 0:18:42 | |
You drag the poor boy in the station, | 0:18:42 | 0:18:44 | |
you put the frighteners on him - | 0:18:44 | 0:18:45 | |
I'm not surprised he's done a runner. | 0:18:45 | 0:18:47 | |
This has something to do with the Whelan gang, | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
and we need officers out there, searching for him. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:53 | |
we could be looking for a body here. | 0:18:53 | 0:18:54 | |
Oh! Bravo, Wilton! | 0:18:54 | 0:18:57 | |
Hollywood beckons! | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
He's been missing, what? Ten hours! | 0:18:59 | 0:19:01 | |
It's just another missing teenager in Bristol. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
It'll be shit. | 0:19:04 | 0:19:05 | |
Believe it or not, someone has to pay for all this, you know? | 0:19:07 | 0:19:11 | |
You know who it is, don't you? | 0:19:11 | 0:19:12 | |
That much maligned endangered species, the UK taxpayer! | 0:19:12 | 0:19:16 | |
Hey, Claire. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:29 | |
While I've got you... | 0:19:29 | 0:19:30 | |
..how do you feel about Italian food? | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
What? | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
There's this new place opened up near me. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
I've got a voucher. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:39 | |
Wondered if you'd might like to try it tonight? | 0:19:39 | 0:19:42 | |
What? No! | 0:19:42 | 0:19:44 | |
Oh... | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
Did you seriously just ask me out on a date? | 0:19:46 | 0:19:49 | |
No. No! No, not a date. | 0:19:49 | 0:19:52 | |
What, then? | 0:19:52 | 0:19:54 | |
All it is is I'm...spending a bit of time | 0:19:54 | 0:19:58 | |
approaching everyone in the station, | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
just trying to get to know everyone a little bit better, | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
that's...that's all it is. | 0:20:02 | 0:20:04 | |
Well, have you asked anyone else? | 0:20:04 | 0:20:06 | |
Spanish Inquisition! | 0:20:06 | 0:20:07 | |
No, not yet, but...but I will be. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:14 | |
I like Italian food. | 0:20:16 | 0:20:17 | |
Great. | 0:20:23 | 0:20:24 | |
Do you want to...come for dinner tonight? | 0:20:33 | 0:20:37 | |
Yes, please. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:38 | |
Good. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:43 | |
Good. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:45 | |
You all right in there? Nice. | 0:20:47 | 0:20:49 | |
We've stopped. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
Come on, Edie. I can't wait for the campsite. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:24 | |
I've been stiff as an 'orse since Yarcombe. | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
Come on. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:29 | |
Shut them curtains, Clement. | 0:21:29 | 0:21:30 | |
Then come and give me a hand with these buttons. | 0:21:32 | 0:21:35 | |
And when you're done, I've got another button | 0:21:35 | 0:21:37 | |
you can give me a hand with. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:39 | |
You mean your tuppence? | 0:21:40 | 0:21:42 | |
Your wish is my command, madam. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:44 | |
I am your faithful steed. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:47 | |
Hurry up and get those cords off! | 0:21:47 | 0:21:50 | |
I want you inside me. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
OK. Hello! THEY SCREAM | 0:21:52 | 0:21:54 | |
I just thought I would stop that, for all our sakes, and say... | 0:21:54 | 0:21:57 | |
hello. Sorry. We're in your caravan. | 0:21:57 | 0:22:00 | |
-Who the hell are you?! -Please! We're old-age pensioners. | 0:22:00 | 0:22:04 | |
-I'm calling the police, Edie. -No! Wait! Wait, wait. Don't. | 0:22:04 | 0:22:08 | |
Leanne, who are we, and what do we want? | 0:22:08 | 0:22:10 | |
Well... | 0:22:11 | 0:22:13 | |
..you're Mrs Ambrose, I presume? | 0:22:14 | 0:22:17 | |
Yes. | 0:22:17 | 0:22:18 | |
You don't have to answer their questions, Edie! | 0:22:18 | 0:22:21 | |
Wife of Mr Ambrose? | 0:22:21 | 0:22:24 | |
Currently in an induced coma at Swindon General? | 0:22:25 | 0:22:30 | |
We're his staff nurses. | 0:22:31 | 0:22:32 | |
Yes! | 0:22:33 | 0:22:34 | |
And we've grown rather fond of Mr Ambrose. | 0:22:36 | 0:22:40 | |
We call him Grandpops. | 0:22:40 | 0:22:42 | |
We suspected something was going on. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:45 | |
Visits dropping off. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:47 | |
SHE TUTS | 0:22:47 | 0:22:49 | |
And when you did come, hmm... | 0:22:49 | 0:22:52 | |
you stopped wearing your perfume. | 0:22:52 | 0:22:54 | |
A woman knows. | 0:22:54 | 0:22:56 | |
-I've been weak. -Yes. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
We both have. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
Jack was...IS a dear friend of mine. | 0:23:04 | 0:23:06 | |
Christ, we served together! | 0:23:07 | 0:23:09 | |
In Little Chef. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:13 | |
Please, don't tell Jack. | 0:23:14 | 0:23:18 | |
It'd kill him. | 0:23:18 | 0:23:19 | |
In combination with the blood clot on his brain. | 0:23:20 | 0:23:23 | |
Oh, look, we understand. We are not monsters. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:27 | |
Your generation, you lived through the war. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:30 | |
You had rationing. You ate powdered egg. | 0:23:30 | 0:23:33 | |
Can anyone really blame you if you want to spend | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
the autumn years of your life bumping and grinding | 0:23:35 | 0:23:37 | |
your way around Devon? | 0:23:37 | 0:23:39 | |
All right. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:41 | |
Maybe we don't have to tell him. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:42 | |
Maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:46 | |
Such as? | 0:23:46 | 0:23:48 | |
Call it 40 quid each and a lift back to Taunton. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:50 | |
Conservative estimates say | 0:23:54 | 0:23:57 | |
there could be as many as 40 billion earthlike planets out there. | 0:23:57 | 0:24:00 | |
And now they're all coming out and saying, | 0:24:00 | 0:24:02 | |
"Oh, you know, I believe there is life." | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
Scientists. | 0:24:04 | 0:24:05 | |
Brian May. | 0:24:07 | 0:24:08 | |
Mm! Mm-mm-mm! | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
Taste that. | 0:24:16 | 0:24:18 | |
Fennel. | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
No, I'm good, thanks. | 0:24:23 | 0:24:24 | |
Right, if aliens had never been here, John, | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
explain to me the pyramids. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:28 | |
Now, I've been to Egypt - Sharm El Sheikh - | 0:24:29 | 0:24:32 | |
and I've met the Egyptians. | 0:24:32 | 0:24:33 | |
John, they haven't got it in them. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:37 | |
I will have... | 0:24:37 | 0:24:39 | |
I will have, I will have... | 0:24:41 | 0:24:44 | |
I will have the...cheesecake! | 0:24:44 | 0:24:47 | |
Just the bill. | 0:24:49 | 0:24:51 | |
Two spoons. | 0:24:51 | 0:24:52 | |
I'll tell you this for nothing. | 0:24:57 | 0:24:58 | |
When they come back - and it is a "when", not an "if" - | 0:24:58 | 0:25:00 | |
I will go straight upstairs and I will top myself... | 0:25:00 | 0:25:03 | |
..even if they do come in so-called peace. | 0:25:05 | 0:25:07 | |
It's not just the prospect of warfare with a superior species. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:20 | |
John, it's germs. | 0:25:20 | 0:25:22 | |
They will be carrying diseases which our immune systems, | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
through no fault of their own, can't cope with. | 0:25:24 | 0:25:27 | |
Uh, hello, yes. | 0:25:30 | 0:25:32 | |
I hope I'm through to the right department now. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:34 | |
I'm calling about my...auntie, Jackie. | 0:25:34 | 0:25:39 | |
She was brought in as an emergency patient yesterday. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
Yes, that's her. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:45 | |
Really? | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
Oh, my God. | 0:25:50 | 0:25:52 | |
Jesus Christ! Thank you! | 0:25:53 | 0:25:55 | |
She's even sitting up in bed now, talking. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:57 | |
Why can't I have a fucking fag if I want one?! | 0:25:57 | 0:26:00 | |
It's a free fucking country, innit? | 0:26:00 | 0:26:02 | |
That's wonderful. Thank you. Thank you so much! | 0:26:02 | 0:26:04 | |
I'm not a murderer. | 0:26:06 | 0:26:07 | |
I'm not a murderer! | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
Sorry. Have a good night. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:12 | |
Jackie's OK. The operation was a success. | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
She's sat up in bed, and smoking, | 0:26:14 | 0:26:16 | |
and calling them twats and everything! | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
THEY CHEER AND LAUGH | 0:26:18 | 0:26:20 | |
-Oh, that's great! -I'm not a murderer. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:22 | |
Oh, I'm so proud of you, Rhones! | 0:26:22 | 0:26:24 | |
Come on, what did you get me? Give me the good shit. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:30 | |
Pesto and halloumi wrap - is that mine? | 0:26:30 | 0:26:31 | |
-Hang on. Let me... -What was that? -It's nothing. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:34 | |
-Is that a Mint Aero? -No. | 0:26:34 | 0:26:35 | |
Are you trying to keep a Mint Aero to yourself? | 0:26:35 | 0:26:38 | |
No. | 0:26:38 | 0:26:39 | |
Oh, fuck. | 0:26:44 | 0:26:46 | |
I want to ask you a few questions. About those two girls. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:53 | |
I do know something. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
This is, like, c...confidential, right? | 0:26:55 | 0:26:58 | |
-Put the gun down. -Leanne, shut up. | 0:26:58 | 0:27:00 | |
Gav didn't come home on Saturday night. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:02 | |
He hasn't been seen since. Do you know anything about that? | 0:27:02 | 0:27:05 | |
There's...something else. | 0:27:06 | 0:27:08 | |
Leanne...tell him. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:10 |