Ricochet: Damage Control Casualty

You'll be set up for the rest of your life.

SCREAMING

-I kinda missed him.

-Lay him down.

-Get off me, man!

-No!

This is the biggest investigation I've ever had to head up.

A lot of people are waiting for me to fail.

I know the feeling.

This is Jacob. Tomorrow he'll spend his sixth birthday

in intensive care, cos he caught

a bullet that was meant for someone else.

Love you.

SIREN BLARES

Following a serious incident yesterday, I'm stopping you

under Section 60 of the Criminal Justice and Public Order Act 1994.

Where you going in such a hurry, son?

-I'm not your son.

-Let's see some ID.

It's Lloyd. Same as it was yesterday at the hospital.

-Off you go.

-Is that it? Can I go to work now?

And wear a helmet.

-What's the latest on little Jacob?

-Staff at Holby City are keeping me

regularly updated on Jacob's condition.

-She's brave.

-At this present moment,

he is still in the Intensive Care Unit.

Is it a gang related shooting?

Whilst I can't comment specifically on this case,

'we are confident that arrests will be made imminently.'

Who knows? They might even get who did it.

Are you all right?

"Someone raised a gun and shot my baby.

"Nothing else matters. So if you know

"of anything that can help the police, please, please tell them."

-Thank you.

-When will we know more information?

We will be making further statements in due course.

-Thank you very much for your time.

-Can you tell us anything else?

Thanks for that. Glad I could be of use(!)

Let's park the ego, shall we? We both want to catch this shooter, right?

-Course.

-Good, because I have another favour to ask you.

'A heavy police presence is evident on the Farmead Estate,

'as officers patrol the crime scene where Jacob Broker was shot...'

Mum, your appointment's at ten.

Oi! I was listening to that.

Get off me, man! Get off me!

Guess where I was last night, bruv?

-You been talking to the police? They picked me and Anton up.

-What?

You man, contact, bruv.

Yo, come on, man.

Get off me, man!

I had to make it look real.

You let him cut me!

Stood there while he dragged the blade across my chest. Now get off me!

If I'd done anything, it would have just made it worse.

Yo, we're brothers!

Half-brothers.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

-What are you doing?

-Everyone's on radio silence until this goes cold.

What if it don't?

-What if the police find out it was me? What if...

-They don't know nothing.

It's just this Rippon bitch messing with us,

she's got a personal beef with Anton. He stabbed one of her copper mates.

They couldn't prove it. If they stop you,

-say nothing.

-I ain't said nothing! I swear!

I know that, because if you had, they'd already have the gun and we'd be inside.

-Anton's paranoid, he's smoking too much, thinks you're a weak link.

-I ain't no weak link, man!

I know this. I'm just telling you what's in his head.

I hid the gun at Jade's.

All right, cool, the police don't know her.

We'll get rid of it in a couple of days.

All right.

Give 'em back, Jade.

No. You're not going smelling of smoke!

You're not getting one!

Come on. Be a mate.

Get off!

One more and I'm done, all right?

Cross my chicken fillets.

-Stop it, Mum.

-Whatever.

What you doing?

-Give them me, Jade. What have you done with them?

-They're not in there.

Aah. Ta-da!

-Hiya!

-That's Tia. Listen, come up the hospital with me later?

-Yes.

-Hiya, love, you all right?

-Yeah.

The cops only picked up Kris and Anton last night, innit!

Let's go see if Anton's back.

-How come Stevie never said?

-I dunno. Is there any chance of you helping me?

All right.

No, but the Feds have got it in for him, haven't they?

Seriously, don't you think?

You're late.

I know, I'm sorry. I had to clean up a big mess. It won't happen again.

Like it wouldn't happen again after the last time and the time before that?

-Are you changing cars?

-Um, no, just looking.

-Is it raining out?

-My washing machine flooded.

-It happens.

-Do you want a coffee?

-No, thanks. I should change.

Stevie, are you OK? Call me, all right?

Stay there.

Anton!

Hi.

They didn't charge you with nothing, then?

I told you, don't come here less I call you first.

Don't need you up in my business, yeah?

Tia!

It's all good.

-You didn't tell him about...

-No, he don't need all that grief.

You know what this means? You're real Farmead Crew now.

-Yeah.

-Stevie's gotta be stashing it for Kris. Unless...

-Maybe it was Stevie's.

-Shut up, Tia.

What? I was just saying. Jade!

-Mr Jordan, this is our head, Mr Humphrey.

-How do you do?

-Thank you for coming.

You're welcome. Scarlett Conway, one of our best nurses.

Sorry, it's my Chief Super. I'll catch you in there.

-OK, thanks.

-Detective Superintendent Rippon.

-After you, Scarlett.

-Yes, sir.

-Meet the rabble.

What are you doing? Do you want to get caught? There is police everywhere!

What are you doing putting it in my room?!

I thought it was a good place at the time.

-You are keeping it for Kris, aren't you? Tia thinks...

-You told her?

-Stevie?

-Tia's always chatting rubbish, man.

It's just for a few days. We need to find somewhere better to hide it.

How about in the cooker? Your mum never goes in there.

You need to give it back to Kris.

No. No way, no, I can't.

Look, I'm sorry, I can't!

Please, I'm scared, Stevie.

Who's a proper soldier boy then?

My baby sister could've hid that thing better than you.

-If Anton was to realise...

-Listen, yeah?

Just cos you linked Anton, doesn't make you special.

He says you do it with anyone he tells you to.

He's losing it. Think he must be scared.

Come on.

Tia! Where are you going?

Jade, come on!

Do one.

Are you silly? Are you dizzy?

Do you know what this means?

Yeah, it means you're a skank.

Come on then! Come on then!

Nah, I didn't think so.

-Saw it on the TV. You don't have to give your name, you just hand it in and then...

-Just shut up!

Quiet, please. QUIET! Thank you.

Please welcome to Birch Grove High School

our guests from Holby City Hospital.

APPLAUSE

Hello, everyone. Um, I'm Scarlett.

WOLF WHISTLE, LAUGHTER

I'm a nurse at Holby City's Emergency Department...

HE GROANS, ALL LAUGH

Would you like Mr Jordan to give you mouth-to-mouth?

Thank you. So, I would like to introduce you

to our clinical lead, Nick Jordan.

He's here today to talk to you about what really happens

when a young person comes to us stabbed or shot. Mr Jordan.

-Thank you, Scarlett.

-APPLAUSE

Morning.

If you pick up a knife,

there's a bloody good chance you'll be the one on the sharp end of it.

It's not very scary looking, is it, really?

Easy enough to slip inside your pocket.

Which is why a 14-year-old boy took it out with him

for protection. Four hours later, he came into our emergency department

with it stuck in his side.

THEY GROAN

Someone had tried to snatch his mobile phone,

it turned into a struggle and he fell on it.

THEY LAUGH

Oh, you think it's funny? Well, he failed to see

the funny side of it when we gave him a blood transfusion -

it pierced a vital organ.

All knife injury, whether it's accidental or intentional,

can turn a life around in a split second.

17-year-old boy, brought in with a stab wound in his back.

It perforated his bowel

and now he has to go to the toilet wearing one of those.

Yeah, it was the boiler again last week.

And the landlord still hasn't sent anyone out.

I can't even bring the kids there.

In there, please.

Oh, and Joe's school sent this. Look at that.

How can a school camping trip cost that much?

I know, it's a tent and a few sausages!

Well, I am determined they are not going to go without.

If you're easily upset, you may not want to look at the next image.

But his parents wanted me to show you exactly what a gun does.

There he is, little Jacob Broker.

Some of you might know him.

He was shot yesterday.

-Six years old.

-Was he OK?

I'm sorry, but we can't comment on Jacob Broker's condition,

given the ongoing criminal investigation.

We'll take some questions at this stage. Anyone? Yeah?

OK, anyone else? Yes?

Is the boy with the knife still alive?

Yes, thankfully, he is.

Jade!

Hello, Stevie. We can talk down the station if you'd rather.

I ain't got nothing to say to you.

-What's your girlfriend's name?

-Jade.

Jade looked pretty upset at what she just saw.

Maybe I should speak to her instead.

Look, she's just upset cos he's just a little kid!

So she can't bring herself to look at him,

and there's obviously something eating away at you.

Did you see it happen?

I know the Farmead Crew are involved.

All I want is to get that gun off the streets so it can't do any more harm.

Come on, why don't you just help me?

BELL RINGS Cos I can't.

Anton, it's me.

No, wait, wait, it's important.

It's about Stevie.

-There you are.

-Pleasant surprise.

-What's up?

-Haematoma to the left side of her head,

lip lacerations. Probably KO'd but her GCS is 14 now.

Could it have been a gang attack?

More bog-standard girl fight, I'd say.

Scarlett, would you take that back with Dixie and Jeff, please?

Very nice work in there. Thank you. Talk to me.

See you later.

Jacob Broker was shot on Farmead Crew turf.

CCTV puts the shooter as not leaving the area

though we've yet to get a positive ID.

As far as we can tell from bullet casings found at the crime scene

this is a semi-automatic weapon last used eight years ago in a bank robbery in Holby,

but until we get our hands on the weapon, we've hit a brick wall.

This has to be a punishment or a warning that went wrong,

-some foot soldier who screwed up...

-Farmead kids go to this school, don't they?

-Yeah.

-You wanted to provoke a reaction.

I need an informant or a witness

and every second that goes past, that's getting harder to find.

-Silence and fear, they're weapons too.

-You used me.

These kids are going to think twice before they do something stupid now.

That'll save lives.

-And, yes, I did.

-Well, I wished you'd have trusted me, Yvonne.

Because I would have quite happily spoken to them.

But I couldn't have taken that chance.

Extraterrestrial, five letters, beginning with A.

You having a laugh?

-SHE PANTS:

-I need whoever does the chest check.

SHE LAUGHS FULSOMELY

-Right.

-Right, hello. Right...Miss Messenger.

You need the Respiratory Outpatients department.

-My colleague can take you, if he's free.

-My pleasure.

-My daughter, Alicia Dans is here. Her school called me.

-Aw, Alicia, that's a pretty name.

My girl's Jade. Like in Jagger!

SHE LAUGHS MANICALLY THEN STRUGGLES FOR BREATH

Oh, er, doc...?

Are you OK? Have you been breathless for a while?

OK, have you got an inhaler?

Let's get her to triage. I'll do a peak flow and put you on a pulse ox, OK.

Let's book her in, Noel.

Hi, Alicia, I'm just going to check you out.

Can you open your eyes for me?

Pupils are OK, lacs not too deep, OK.

She may have been KO'd but let's lay off the CT scan for now.

-Let's do some base line obs and I'll continue to review.

-All right.

-Linda, do you mind taking Alicia's stuff?

-Yeah.

-Thank you.

-Ta.

-Doctor Kent, this is Mr Dans.

-Hi, Mr Dans, I'm Tom Kent. Alicia's doctor.

Her injuries are pretty minor.

The main concern was a bruise on her head

but she seems to be responding normally.

When can I take her home?

We have got a flute audition at 3:45 today.

I'm sorry, where?

It's for a scholarship at the Waterman Academy.

Wow, good for her. But I'm afraid you'll need to reschedule.

No, Doc, you don't understand. It's today or nothing.

She does it in front of a panel.

I'm really sorry but I can't discharge her until I'm satisfied.

In any case,

the cut to her lip puts her out playing for at least a week.

She's resting now. You can go and see her.

Thanks.

Hi.

Personal phone call?

So you need to know my income before overtime to give me the loan?

But that's stupid. I need this money.

Sorry.

Why don't we focus on getting Alicia better for now?

Yeah, you're right. I tell you, whoever did this is going to pay.

PHONE RINGS

Sorry. I'd better take this. It's the Academy.

Tell them we're not coming. Hello.

Jade. Jade.

I've had it with this dump, man. Let's bunk.

-I got something to show you.

-What?

Come with me and you will find out.

Do you feel like telling me how it happened?

OK, that's all right. When you're ready.

So they have postponed the exam for three weeks.

Two of the panellists have come down with something.

We have had a result.

OK, what's their names?

-Mr Dans...

-No. This jealous thug beat up my daughter and nearly ended her career.

Now, I want to know who it is. Alicia?

I... I don't remember.

Do you remember how you got hurt?

Alicia, what was the last piece of music you played?

-Oh, come on, love, it was the Mozart. You played it this morning. You know that.

-What?!

-What's wrong with her?

-She seems a bit more disorientated.

Let's get her that CT scan now, please.

Jade, look, I'm worried sick.

Where are you?

Look, I just need to...

-Look what your mum gave me.

-What?

I love her, man.

I forgot to go to the hospital!

Ah, leave it, Tia.

It's Anton's. Let's go check it.

See? Nothing.

OK, will you come with me? I promised...

What's going on?

Stevie's been talking to that copper outside school.

He just needs a...reminder.

-What?

-No-one snitches.

Don't worry, babe. It's just going to be a couple of bruises.

THE BOYS LAUGH

Tia? Tia, wait. Get off me!

-SHE SCREAMS:

-Tia! Tia!

CRASHING, SCREAMING AND LAUGHTER

Look, whatever you're going to do, just do it, innit?

TEXT ALERT

Ambulance, please.

-How's the patient?

-Headache.

Who's the Prime Minister?

Er, David Cameron?

Can you move her to CDU where it's quieter? I'll let your dad know.

-Right you are.

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

It doesn't add up.

She was orientated then confused and now she's answering again.

The scan is clear. So she's faking the memory loss.

Hang on. She doesn't seem like an attention seeker.

-Super Dad's the real problem.

-Why?

Because he's trying to do his best for her on his own?

And overcompensating like crazy.

He's just going to mess her up even more.

Let's just monitor her closely and not rush to judgment.

Fine. I'll go and tell her dad.

I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to intrude, I just...

-If you want to borrow some money, I can...

-I'm not a charity case.

There. More girl-fighting.

Some fellas pay good money for that sort of thing, you know.

No, hang on a minute, sweetheart, we just want a bit of information.

You all right, mate? What's happened to you then?

You got a name? You want to tell me your name?

Jade.

Jade.

OK, Jade, do you mind if we have a little look at you?

I'm going to take your shoe off, sweetheart.

Is this where it's hurting you? Don't feel like it's fractured.

No? OK, Jade, do you think you can walk?

Yeah, can you do that? Take your time.

Good girl.

-We got you. Here we go. OK.

-Good girl.

Jade?

-Jade, where you going?

-No, get him away.

What's happened? Look, I'm her boyfriend. I'm coming too.

-I don't think so.

-Jade, tell him!

-Jade?

-Listen, mate, do us a favour, will you?

We'll treat your friend at Holby City so if you could just give us some room, that would be great.

Please, what's happened? I just want to know.

Thank you.

What?! Jade, look, just hold on, OK?

Don't worry, you'll be playing your flute again before you know it.

-Hours of practice every day, right?

-Yep.

When I was young, a friend of mine was having a party

and I really wanted to go but my dad said I couldn't

because I had a swimming competition the next day.

If he'd had his way,

-I'd be in the pool right now training for London 2012.

-Oh!

I did something really stupid and dropped a dumbbell on it.

If you don't want music to be in your life, you need to tell your dad.

-Hiya.

-We are jammed over there so cubicle two, please.

OK, this Jade Messenger, 16, she's got a badly twisted ankle.

No obvious fracture but she's not bearing any weight.

No information on the fall.

Didn't get a peep out of her in the ambulance.

-I'd be turning the air blue.

-Oh, hello.

You know her?

She was at Mr Jordan's talk this morning.

OK, Jade, I just want to get you to slide over onto the bed for us, sweetheart, all right?

OK, Jade, just wiggle your bum over there, yeah?

Take your time.

Come on, that's it. Good girl.

Lovely, thank you. Can you take the backpack off, please?

Can we borrow this to call home?

-With the little money...

-Excuse me, Mr Jordan.

-Yes, sorry.

-Teenage girl with an ankle injury.

And thumb-shaped bruises on her wrists, as though she's been held.

Right, I'll call you back.

Scarlett says she was at the school.

Yes I recognise her. What's her name again.

-Jade.

-Jade.

Hello again, Jade.

Right, I just want to have a little look.

Just relax for me. Relax, Jade. Everything's fine.

Show me. Yeah.

Let's have a little look at your ankle.

All right, that's not broken. That's a sprain, I think.

But we'll get an X-ray to confirm that.

Can we make her comfortable, please?

Jade, we just want to take a look at your back.

If you just lean towards me.

OK, Jade, thank you very much.

Back you go.

Is there anything else you would like to tell us about what happened today?

It's fine, you can talk to us.

Only, it looks to me like you have been assaulted.

Is that what happened, Jade?

Jade, I know it's very difficult but if that is what's happened,

we have a rape referral centre attached to the hospital

that we can take you to.

The people there are specially trained to help anyone

who's been sexually assaulted or raped.

It is important to have a proper examination there

as soon as possible so they can get evidence.

Can we contact them for you?

No.

Cos I just fell over.

Better? There you go.

-SHE LAUGHS:

-Well, that's two extra vodka tonics.

Having an asthma attack is really quite serious, Lisa.

You can't let your inhaler run out again.

Get in touch with your GP and ask for a repeat prescription.

Yeah, I'm sort of between GPs.

You need to manage your asthma properly.

And I suggest you start with smoking?

Yeah, I know, babe, but I need to celebrate giving up smoking.

OK, pick me up at six.

-PHONE RINGS

-JJ, I've got good news.

I'm looking for Jade Messenger. I'm her boyfriend.

I need to see her.

OK, if you take a seat, I'll see what I can find out.

Why's she here?

I'm sorry, bro.

Tia told Anton you were talking to that cop at school.

Rippon. He must've sent some crew to give Jade a smack.

-To keep you quiet.

-But I never said nothing!

Yeah, I know, but I told you, he's paranoid.

What, and you knew?

No, he told me afterwards. Told me to make sure you kept your mouth shut.

Listen, I'm going to go and smooth things over.

Wait, don't go.

Bro, you need to stay strong for Jade.

Hello, Stevie.

Sorry, I was just telling my...friend.

Go on, send it. What's his name?

Jonas. You won't tell my dad?

No. So is he sporty or sensitive?

He's so good at football

but he does these really cool animations as well.

Alicia, this was sent this morning.

How do you remember getting it?

Alicia, wait. Alicia, just listen to me.

Alicia, it's OK. Alicia, just hold on.

Alicia, wait. Alicia, just relax.

Please, Alicia, wait, what's the matter?

I dropped a dumbbell and you started a fight, didn't you?

I just thought if I hurt my hand then...

Ever since my mum left, all my dad can talk about

is how his girl's going to be famous and travel the world.

Like I'm supposed to make up for her.

Alicia, what you doing out of bed?

I got your these. I thought they might help jog your memory.

It's coming back.

Oh, I'm so relieved.

I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you, I really don't.

Poor Jade. Do you think it was an accident?

Talk to me and I'll get whoever did this to her.

Before they have another go.

Look, I know whoever fired that gun at Jacob didn't mean to hurt him.

It must have been scary, holding it, feeling its weight,

knowing what it could do.

I remember the first time I fired a gun my hand shook

and shook so badly.

And no-one was forcing me to do it.

Stevie! Whoever...

Whoever gave the order to shoot, they are the guilty ones in my book.

I mean, what kind of psychopath orders a shooting in a children's play area?

Stevie...

it was you, wasn't it?

-Excuse me.

-You going to let it happen again?

He's a kid and he's upset about his girlfriend. If you think he's done something wrong,

shouldn't you interview him officially with an appropriate adult and legal representation?

I need a slash.

Over there, mate.

What do you think you're doing?

He can't help who his half-brother is but, hey, as far as you lot are concerned, if the face fits...

-Don't finish that sentence!

-Why?

He's black and he lives on the Farmead so he must be in a gang, right?

Really? You don't know what I have had to...

-Hey.

-Stevie.

-Hey!

-Stevie, what you doing? Stevie.

-Jade? Jade!

-Stevie!

-Whoa!

-Scarlett? You OK?

-Yeah?

-Jade, it's me.

Easy, son, you're not going in there, all right?

-I won't hurt her!

-This isn't helping Jade.

-I just want to talk...

-What's going on?

-He's her boyfriend.

-Out!

Scarlett, where is her mother?

-It's OK.

-What's wrong with her?

It's just a sprained ankle. Make sure he waits in reception, please.

SHE STRUGGLES FOR BREATH

Just try and breathe more slowly. That's it.

No-one is going to hurt you here. I promise.

SHE CRIES

That's it, that's it.

I want my mum.

Scarlett is getting her.

OK.

OK.

Feeling better?

-I kept telling them no but they just...

-I know.

Jade, I wish you would think about talking to a counsellor at the centre.

-Hello, love.

-Mum!

-So when can she come home?

Probably in a day or two.

Why don't you sit with her?

I'll leave you two to talk.

No, you're all right, you stay. I don't do hospitals, do I, JJ?

Here you are, have a sweetie.

I'll pop back later, bring you a nightie.

-You'll look after her, won't you?

-Yes, but...

Sorted. I'll see you later.

Mum!

-Are you OK?

-Yeah.

Poor kid.

-She was raped.

-Jade?

-Oh, no.

-I should have done something to stop him.

Who, Stevie? Because you assumed it was him who did it?

-I saw them arguing at the school this morning.

-Well, then, guilty as charged.

OK, I have decided to report it to Superintendent Rippon

and then afterwards I will phone the police doctor myself.

I wish you'd told me you talked to Jade again.

But it's good that she's agreed to report it.

Nick.

She's 16. You know that means we can't tell the police without her consent.

-PHONE RINGS

-Which she won't give because she's too traumatised.

As if little Jacob is not bad enough... Shut up!

I'm frustrated too but if you do that you could alienate her. She needs to trust us.

What she needs, Tess, is for someone to stand up and do something.

-PHONE RINGS

-We can't just sit her and watch this happen to kids.

-I will take full responsibility. What? What?

-It's not your decision. We have to be professional.

Right, we'll be straight round.

-I want to go. Can I have a crutch?

-No, no.

-It's OK.

Jade, please listen. If you agree to go to the centre and let them take some evidence from you,

it doesn't have to go any further if you don't want it to.

It's still your choice whether you want to pursue it or not.

But if you don't agree because you're scared or confused,

you won't have that choice any more.

We want to help you take control over what happens next.

-Well, only if you come with me then.

-OK.

Thank you.

Well done. Well done.

You're certainly making yourself at home.

What's really the matter with Jade?

She's got a sprained ankle.

Jacob and Stevie in here yesterday and Jade today?

I don't do coincidences, Nick, especially not king-sized ones.

So tell me, was she thrown down some stairs?

-Was she run over? Maybe she was just beaten up.

-I believe she tripped.

Anton Tait did this to her.

I know it and Stevie knows it.

If she's really badly hurt, I can use that to crack Stevie.

You know I can't break patient confidentiality.

Nick, Stevie is the shooter.

-Are you sure?

-Yes, but I just don't have anything on him right now.

I feel like he wants to tell me but he needs a reason.

And that reason is Jade.

-Have you forgotten there's still a live weapon out there?

-Of course I haven't.

Then help me!

I'm sorry.

Anything that happens now, it's on you. Are you ready for that?

Jade?

I wish you'd think about telling the police.

I don't want to go back to that bed.

Don't worry, I'll put you in CDU until a room upstairs is free.

Can I just stay with you?

OK, yeah, in my office.

I kept screaming... for them to stop...

but nothing came out.

It was like it wasn't even happening to me.

And when I close my eyes... I can see them.

They didn't say anything, they just kept laughing. Every time.

I'm never going to feel nice again, am I?

Yes, you are.

Come on.

What's this?

Just a small misunderstanding, ma'am. Thank you, sir.

I had some follow-up on the parents.

I'll see you back at the station?

Get something to eat.

You really think he's got something to do with that shooting?

I wish I didn't. Seems like a good kid.

Can I see Jade?

She's had a very traumatic time.

Just wait there a moment.

Excuse me.

-Excuse me, are you a police officer?

-Yes. Superintendent Rippon.

This is my daughter, Alicia. She was attacked earlier.

-Can you help me, please?

-I think we need to give Alicia a minute.

-Can you HELP ME, please?

Yes, sir, of course. If you would like to follow me inside.

Alicia, don't do this.

It's OK, love. Don't worry, it'll be fine, I promise you.

Wait.

Nobody did anything to me.

I started a fight with another girl. I don't want to be a musician.

Thanks, Tom.

-SHE MUTTERS UNDER HER BREATH:

-Give me strength.

Dad?

Are you telling me you did this to yourself

because you didn't want to play any more?

Hi, your friend Tia's here.

It's fine, though, if you're not up to it.

Anton says you better not snitch.

I'm having his baby.

But he don't want it.

And he doesn't want me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Is everything all right?

Could you get Stevie for me, please?

Are you absolutely sure?

It wasn't him, Tess.

-Tess, I need to talk to him alone.

-No.

-Please.

I'll be all right.

I'll be right outside.

-Jade, Jade...

-Don't.

What's wrong?

It's cos I'm the reason you got hurt.

-They thought I was snitching to that copper.

-Stevie...

I'm so sorry.

Everyone's sorry. Just tell.

For you, not me.

I never knew I hit the little kid... not until after.

Do you hate me?

But I don't want to.

I'll hand in the gun, tell them everything, it was all me.

-You'll be all right, yeah?

-No.

We never had a choice.

The minute Kris joined that Farmead Crew,

he was never going to let you be any different, was he?

Well, I want it to be different, Stevie. I want a choice.

Start again, somewhere else.

-Look, Anton gave me some money today and...

-No!

-I don't want anything off him.

-But we can use the money...

I said no.

I've got money.

It's in one of those fake beans tins, second cupboard along.

Are you sure?

OK.

Do you fancy a pint?

Well, maybe a half.

I don't think my dad's ever really forgiven me

for missing one swimming competition.

And I'm still mad at him about it. I only realised today.

So you haven't got a perfect family then?

Definitely not.

We do the whole passive aggressive Middle England thing spectacularly well, though.

That and crass offers to lend people money.

It was a nice thought. I'm made up about your family.

-Does that make me a bad person?

-Yep. Come on.

Tess?

Oh, no. We have to find them.

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