Episode 4 Clique

This programme contains strong language, some scenes which some

viewers may find upsetting and some scenes of a sexual nature.

You don't get it. But you will.

I need to figure out what's going on.

I've always wanted to be on the Steiner account.

I'm not so good at the other stuff.

Stuff's happening for me, Holly. Don't fucking ruin it, OK?

Try to have fun. This is your time too, remember.

Do interns do all your customer checks?

-Sometimes.

-So technically you could fake that report.

She was committing fraud on your watch, making thousands.

You're right. But for herself, Holly, not for me.

-And James Buxton?

-He was doing it with her.

# You

# You hear me hoot again and now I have no choice

# But to follow

# I'm sinking faster

# I'm sinking faster

# I'm sinking faster into the deep... #

-I'm sleeping.

-It's morning.

Middle of the night.

I've got a lecture.

-DOOR OPENS

-Morning!

Jesus!

Off you pop!

That's it. Shower time.

Mmm. Chill, darling. I'm spoken for.

There's a boy in our house.

And he's pretty.

-Lily.

-We're going to be late.

-You're dressed.

-I'm naked.

You ginormous whore!

MAN: Excuse me. Sorry.

-I've got a meeting I need to prep for.

-Wing it, babe.

Honestly, that is what I do.

Where is everyone going?

What is going on?

Rachel.

Something's happened.

Come on. I think it's about James.

Jude.

Solasta interns deigned to come to lectures?

I'm good, thanks, Elizabeth. How are you?

-What did you get on your first essay?

-I haven't picked it up yet.

I actually know your student number, so I can tell you if you like.

You did quite well.

Although the marks were low across the board.

-You memorised my student number?

-WOMAN:

-Stop talking, please.

You two!

Good. Let's begin, shall we?

I have no doubt that you have all been scrabbling with sticky fingers

to log on for your essay results

and I have no doubt that most of you will be disappointed.

I have never read such a banal set of first-year essays.

-Why is she so moody?

-Shush!

You need to have a talk with yourselves.

Since you so clearly need a kick up the backside,

I'm throwing a little extra test your way.

Because life will fuck you like that.

Over the course of the next week you will all be required

to come to my office to complete a ten-minute oral.

A list of questions is available on the portal,

along with the randomly selected times of your test.

None of you are working at the level that I expect,

and that is going to change.

Am I clear?

SCATTERED AGREEMENT

-Will you turn it up? Will you turn the TV up?

-Yeah, give us a sec.

TV: 'The discovery of the body of James Buxton comes just two weeks

'after the death of the Solasta intern Fay Brookstone.'

'I'd to make a short statement.

'It does appear that James Buxton and Fay Brookstone

'had stopped working in the interests of the company.

'It looks like they had been defrauding the clients of Solasta finance.'

But it happened on my watch and for that I would like to apologise.

'I am devastated that things had spun so far out of control for them.

'Right now we need time and privacy to come to terms with

'the shock of losing two family members,

'regardless of their actions as employees. Thank you.'

'Alistair McDermid, CEO of Solasta finance, addressing claims of fraud

'from within the company after the discovery last night

'of investment analyst James Buxton.

'The reports suggest that Mr Buxton took his own life...'

'You've reached Georgia Cunningham.

'I am unable to take your call right now...'

-'Hey, Holly.'

-George.

-Hi. Yeah, it's me. Hi.

-'What's up?'

Er...

I just... I just wanted to check in.

I don't know if anyone told you about...

'James Buxton?'

'Yeah, I heard.'

'It's really sad.'

-'Me and James were in too deep.'

-Yeah.

'Money makes people idiots.'

-George....

-'Here's amazing.'

'The hotel they've got me in is insane.'

'You should see the bathroom.'

'The dinner last night had 11 courses.'

You're OK? You're enjoying it?

'Of course.'

'Why wouldn't I be?'

-That's good.

-'Look, I've got to go.'

-'They're waiting for me.'

-No, wait, just...

I miss you.

-'Busy times, babe.'

-LINE GOES DEAD

Hey.

I tried calling.

-I'm sorry.

-Hey...

I thought he would be OK.

I know.

I told him to go to his parents' house for a while.

Straighten his head.

He never went.

-Come inside.

-No, I can't.

I just wanted to see you.

Don't judge us. It's a tequila kind of day.

Pour me a glass.

Good girl.

-What do we do?

-What do you mean "do"?

There's nothing we can do.

It doesn't look good.

If there's an investigation, there will be a decrease in clients.

If they start letting people go, we're the easiest cut.

What the hell are you talking about?

-James is dead.

-Good.

-Hey. You don't mean that.

I refuse to care.

Fay changed after he got in her head.

You think all this is because of him?

Who else is that fucking stupid? It was blatantly his fault.

How did they get so deep in shit?

It is Steiner, right?

George is out there with him now.

-Don't worry about George.

-We don't know what she's doing.

Georgia is window-dressing.

Steiner's last pretty girl ended up dead, Phoebe.

-But whatever.

-Yes, because she was stealing, Holly.

So long as George is playing the game right,

and keeping her hands out of the till, you can stop worrying.

Louise? Tell me you can hear how insane this is?

-Where do you think you're going?

-I'm going to get my girlfriend round

and pretend none of this exists. Is that allowed?

-Can I have one hour?

-We need to prep for Georgia's party.

Why the fuck are we having a party?

Why do you keep making everyone's shit harder?

Tell me I'm wrong.

You're part of this world too.

'The number you have dialled has not been recognised. Please try again.'

-I've reviewed the questions.

-OK.

I think our best bet is to start with the lecture material

and then try to formulate some of our own opinions on recent developments.

That way we can quiz each other and practise for it.

Hey.

I don't care about the oral exam.

Well, you should. Because we said we'd work together,

so you'd be letting me down too.

What book is that?

-What?

-What book is the reference for?

It's not one from my list.

Tell me you understand the Library of Congress classification system.

-Not every thing is done by Dewey, you know.

-No - show me.

OK, that's novellas,

that's shelf 56,

and that's the first three letters of the author's surname.

That's 11 favours you now owe me, Holly.

-'Who is that?

-That is Lukas Steiner.'

'So Solasta manages his money?'

'He is richer than Bono and everyone wants his cash.'

'Relationship management.

'I've always wanted to be on the Steiner account.'

'Is James on the Steiner team?'

-'Steiner account, yeah.

-Does he know what happened?'

What's going on? You sounded funny on the phone.

I'm fine.

OK, so, what are you doing down here?

It's where they found his car.

-I know.

-Must be where he went into the water.

-Let me give you a lift back to my place.

-Whatever.

-Holly, wait, what's going on?

-Nothing.

Holly!

-Just leave it.

-Please tell me. let me help.

-You can't help.

You're one of them.

What?!

You kissed me and you...

You make me believe that there's something happening between us.

-Something real.

-There is.

I don't know you.

We don't know each other at all.

What? Holly... Look, just listen to me.

-Just tell me what is going on.

-I don't think James killed himself.

I'm not mad.

-I know you are not mad.

-Someone is sending me things.

-What?

-From James's e-mail, from his phone.

But he is dead, Rory.

-I need to tell the police.

-No, just...

-Just wait.

-The police have got this wrong.

They don't understand what is going on.

-Yes, they do.

-How the fuck do you know?

Because I am the police.

What? What?!

You better start explaining pretty fucking quickly.

Tom, just hear me out for a minute, all right?

I don't even know what I'm doing down here.

I should be upstairs telling the team

that our informant has completely fucked us.

She worked me out. She interns at Solasta.

She has information she will not give me without verification.

Then get her in. Set up a debrief.

Don't drive me in a car and jeopardise my job.

We need this, Tom. We've been stalled for months.

-Yeah, and whose fault is that?

-I am doing my best.

You're not the one there risking your fucking skin.

Look, let me keep trying.

You can trust her. We want the same things.

Please.

I'm Rory's handler.

She can't say or do anything.

Understand?

I'm sorry.

The police have been watching Solasta for two years.

I don't understand.

They came to me when I was still working in the City,

made a proposition.

I was flattered. It started off so small,

just passing on things here and there.

But Steiner changed all that.

The man is evil.

He's been exploiting people all over the world.

If you knew that, then why wouldn't you get Fay and James out?

Because if you move too soon, the whole thing comes down.

Don't you think Alistair knows how to cover his tracks?

This goes beyond me, you, James and Fay.

This is international.

But we have a chance. We have a chance to get them all.

You've been lying to me this whole time.

This whole thing, everyone is a liar.

Holly, Holly.

Holly, listen to me.

No, no. Listen to me.

It's still me.

It's still me.

I need you. I need you.

Steiner's real name is Florian Helmlinger.

He's a monster.

-I know.

-Alistair has been cleaning his money for him.

Hiding it, investing it. Legitimising him.

Every single transaction, it's all here.

-I need your phone.

-Why?

We need to trace whoever is sending you this stuff.

Thank you.

Georgia is back tonight from Vienna with Steiner.

Just give me a few days, please.

And then what?

If we wait and the police move in on Solasta

-then she'll go down with them.

-I don't think so.

-That is not good enough.

-But you are doing the right thing.

You have helped.

You can stop now. All of this can stop now.

-Not for her.

-Holly,

you have to stop.

Promise me.

LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYS FROM WITHIN

-Have you met Charlie boy?

-No.

You girls going to mingle or stand looking like an ad campaign?

We will.

-You OK, sweetheart?

-Yeah.

-I know things are hard.

-She's just tired.

-No, she's upset. We all are.

So here's what we do. We pull our shit together,

we don't fall apart when something hard happens, OK?

You set the tone. Set the tone for Georgia.

Pom-poms or unicorns, do you reckon?

Look what the cat dragged in.

-Where are they, Ju?

-You going to behave?

-Babes.

-Why?

Me and you can't fake as well as these two.

Don't worry, Phoebs, I'm a good girl.

You look like shit.

THEY EXCHANGE GREETINGS

-Lukas, hello.

-Welcome back, babe.

-Welcome home, George.

-Come on, darling.

All right, McStay?

-Babe. Not here.

-Babe, it's fine.

How was Vienna, Georgia?

Amazing. Do you fancy a pick-me-up, Professor?

Always feisty!

How long are you with us, Lukas?

Just a couple of things to firm up,

thought I would come back for some Scottish air.

-Have you spoken to Alistair?

-I'm going there next,

just delivering the party girl.

They're talking shop. Yawn. Come on, darling.

Lou, grab a bottle.

Hey, gorgeous.

Miss me?

How was it?

You know...fine.

Long.

And Georgia?

She did well.

Did well at what, exactly?

She's been trained.

-There's lots to learn.

-Charlie, tell me the fucking truth.

Well, ask her yourself, you daft bitch.

They're keeping her away from me.

Yeah, I'm starting to see why.

She's fucked up.

She's fucked up like Fay. You were there too. What were you doing?

I looked after her.

All right?

I did my best.

-Wait.

-You're getting on my tits, McStay.

Hi, fuck-face.

What's got into you?

I missed you.

You're losing your edge, Charlie boy.

I'm so tired.

Don't be a pussy.

OK. Thank you.

Are you OK?

-You can't help me.

-Try me.

MUSIC PLAYS OVER SCENE

Holly.

George. George. Listen to me.

-Guess we're going over here.

-Take it easy, Holly!

-Let's leave.

-What?

-These people are bad, George.

You know it and I know you know it.

You told me you were going to stop with all this shit.

We can get on a bus.

We can be home in an hour. You don't have to do this.

You're ill. I'm gonna call your dad, you're fucking insane.

What are you doing? Don't do this, Holly.

You're not safe. >

Steiner is a criminal, a fucking murderer, George.

-Why don't you believe me?

-Get off me.

Holly, you're ruining everyone's night.

Just SHUT THE FUCK UP, Phoebe.

I need you to listen to me.

She's mad. She totally fucking mad.

Georgia, we need to fucking go. Please, Georgia.

Get off me!

-Take her home.

-Come on.

George.

Georgia, please.

Get out.

-Holly, wait.

-Just leave me alone.

Please, I'm sorry.

Fuck.

Did you forget you don't live here any more?

Please can I come in?

OK.

I need to stay here tonight, OK?

-In my bed?

-Yeah.

You could have just left them all alone.

You could have just been friends with me.

I know.

Why do you do it?

Why do you find the bad people?

Because I'm like them.

GIRLS LAUGH AND SCREAM

Who did these?

They were my friends.

-But you fell out?

-We're not allowed to see each other any more.

Because of what you did?

Tell me what happened with the little girl.

'We had a gang.

'My pals and me. Will, Ellie, Sean and Millie.

'We played tricks and messed around in the village.

'It was fun,

-'but then...'

-Holly!

Holly. Where are you?

'Sean's wee sister was called Lisa.

She ruins everything.

She loves you.

'I thought she was such a ninny.'

Sean, send your wee sister home.

She'll tell my mum we're down here.

No, I won't.

'Always following us, trying to join in.'

-'Annoying me.'

-Wait!

Wait! Wait, guys!

'So I thought up a good trick.'

'It was the best one ever.'

'If she wanted to be in our gang she had to do something.'

'I never thought she would do it.'

One, two, three!

'But she did. She did.'

KNOCKING

KNOCKING

She wants you to stay away from the house for a bit.

Great. Message delivered.

Everyone is really upset.

Is that it?

You're not the only one who's scared.

I want to know what's going on.

I lost my best friend, too.

Just give me a minute.

I was watching Georgia tonight.

-She looked like...

-Fay.

I know.

I let myself believe Alistair - that Fay was taking money.

It was easier to think that.

It's not the truth, is it?

Please, Holly, I need to know.

Alistair framed them.

Because they threatened to out who Steiner really is.

But if Fay didn't do anything wrong then why didn't she fight back?

Tell someone? Fay was brave, she was...

I don't think she wanted to die and...

don't think James killed himself.

I don't know if I can go there.

I don't know if I can think about what that means.

It is the truth, Rachel, you know it is the truth.

I'm scared.

Me too.

But I'm with you.

I'm with you, Holly.

What are you doing here?

I'm here for my oral exam.

I hardly think now is the time.

I was given an allocated slot for my exam.

I have prepared and I'm here to deliver it.

Fine.

Holly McStay, Introduction to Macroeconomics.

10:40am, October 31st.

Which topic have you prepared from my list?

I've chosen my own topic.

Go ahead.

Like many other high-net-worth individuals,

Florian Helmlinger was born into a family business.

He took his father's example and built on it,

expanding and diversifying until he was making money so fast

that he didn't know what to do with it.

Drugs, extortion, intimidation.

All very lucrative when you know what you're doing.

But Florian wanted more.

Florian wanted to hang out with the legitimate boys at the parties.

The bankers,

the entrepreneurs,

the media moguls.

So he needed someone to wash that lovely money

so it didn't stink of crime any more.

He made a new friend.

A friend with a bank.

A friend who didn't care how dirty the money was.

Someone who knew how to fake those all-important

"know your customer" checks, or, even better...

..make it seem like a silly little intern did.

So now all of that lovely money was squeaky-clean.

The man at the bank was happy

because he got to keep some of the money for his trouble.

And Florian Helmlinger was happy because all those big boys

didn't look down their noses at him any more.

He got legitimacy.

And the shiny new name

Lukas Steiner.

Stop.

Private banks don't care where their money comes from.

The journalist Roberto Saviano is quoted as saying

that it's because there aren't corpses on the streets.

I said stop.

He's wrong, isn't he, professor?

Sometimes there are corpses in the streets.

Sometimes there are corpses on top of cars.

Sometimes there are corpses on the banks of the Firth of Forth.

Al?

Al!

What are you doing here?

Come up here.

I'm just about to go to my bed.

What's the matter?

I need you to tell me about Steiner.

What?

Tell me that you didn't know that he's a criminal.

Jesus Christ, Jude.

Is this that McStay girl again?

You need to stop letting her wind you up.

Do you think I'm fucking stupid?

We needed his account, Jude.

-It kept us afloat.

-Two young people have died.

They did that to themselves.

Did he threaten them?

-I don't know.

-Fucking hell.

Look, I thought it was nothing.

By the time

I started to realise, it was too late and we'd...

It was just business.

Don't fucking touch me!

What do I do?

I'll deal with it.

I'm sorry.

DOOR SLAMS

DOOR OPENS

-Hi.

-Hey.

I need to check my e-mail.

Help yourself.

Are you OK?

My name is Fay Brookstone.

I'm an intern for Solasta financing.

For the last year I've been helping one of their clients,

Lukas Steiner, hide millions of pounds in offshore accounts.

On the request of Alistair McDermott.

What's going on?

It's money Steiner made via arms, drugs, people, anything that paid.

Things didn't really change for me until I fell for James.

He wasn't like them. He made me think maybe I wasn't either.

That I didn't have to do it any more, but more than that...

..maybe we could stop them from doing it.

So we started to collect things, record things.

I had enough to bring down the whole fucking thing.

But Alistair is clever.

And, like always, he was one step ahead.

Once he knew what we were planning to do, he acted fast.

Just like that,

the whole thing comes back to me and James.

James made me think that I was better than that.

That I was stronger.

But he doesn't know everything.

He doesn't know what I've done.

Jude McDermid offers a bespoke service for us girls.

Our talents are tested so we can be placed into the right department.

But there's an extra test for you if you're after client management.

See, that's the special one.

I fucked it all up.

Just like always.

Now I've had enough.

I'm tired.

I want everything to stop.

But the others should know.

The others should know what being Alistair's top girl really means...

How they make you...

..compliant.

How they make you feel just like them, just as bad, just as dirty.

I never told you, James.

I'm so sorry.

I don't think even you could have loved me, knowing this,

but the others need to know.

Because he'll do it again.

That's the worst part.

I don't think I'm the first, and the idea of not being the last...

Maybe I can warn people.

Maybe I can do this one thing.

Get out.

Get out before you're me.