The Good Guys Doctors

MUSIC: "I Predict A Riot" by Kaiser Chiefs

Jack... Jack!

-MUSIC STOPS

-You're Mickey Turnbill.

Yeah. Sorry to interrupt.

Your boss told me you were in early.

-You expecting anyone else?

-No.

Your articles for the student rag...

I like them. The one slagging off the police.

-That was spiky.

-Thanks.

Me and Marianne want to pick your brains. Marianne's my girlfriend.

I know.

We got involved with the fees protests last year.

The sit-ins and stuff...

-You organised them?

-Some.

Anyway, you know the story...

The public were with us, we had the government by the balls.

Then someone did a very stupid thing and it all went a bit Pete Tong.

But the resistance isn't over.

-Good.

-We've got more actions planned for next term.

That's why we stayed for the summer.

But we want some legal advice.

-From me?

-You've studied Civil Liberties.

-Yeah.

-You know more than we do. You'll get a beer out of it.

-I know lawyers always like to be paid.

-I don't know how much use I'll be.

-When are you free?

-Later today?

-Lunchtime at ours?

-OK.

Dead easy to find.

-Keep all this to yourself though, yeah?

-Of course.

Don't worry about the beer.

It's pro bono.

Is there a back way out of here?

Through the kitchen.

Ta. See you later.

# Shreds and patches... #

-Someone's cheerful.

-The Mikado.

-Are you a fan, Lauren?

-I love it.

-Wonderful.

-These arrived.

Ah! HE HUMS

# A dreamy lullaby... #

-I'm going to Japan.

-Fan-tastic!

-Ve-ly good!

HE HUMS

Stupid old fart.

-Where's Mickey Turnbill?

-He left.

-When?

-About 20 minutes ago. Went out the back.

What's happened?

-Do you know where he lives?

-Why?

-He tried to kill a policeman.

HESTON HUMS Shh!

-What's going on?

-I think Heston's got an audition.

-Julia, you have to say something.

-Me?

You're Rob Hollins' lad.

-For my sins.

-You slagged us off in the paper.

It's a long story. What's this all about?

Last November, during an "occupation," a student dropped a microwave

from the fourth floor of the university building.

-Nearly killed a copper.

-I remember.

So do I. Almost took my head off.

So when this thing hit the ground, I look up and there he is.

-Mickey Turnbill.

-So you saw him do it?

-As good as.

I suppose there were quite a few students in that building.

Your point?

Sorry.

-I was just wondering why they hadn't charged him.

-We're biding our time.

We thought he'd gone home for the summer.

Then this morning, there he is, strutting down the street, cocky as ever.

So, what did he want here?

To chat.

About?

Stuff.

Close friend?

Not really.

You seeing him again soon?

Word to the wise, being obstructive in an attempted murder case doesn't look good.

I'm sure your dad will back me up.

So, when are you seeing him next?

Later today.

At his place?

If he's innocent, there's no problem, is there?

Ta. Here's what you should do, Jack.

Go and see Turnbill and his girlfriend.

She's fit, so it shouldn't be any hardship.

And if anyone mentions anything about lobbing a microwave,

could you let me know?

If I go and see him, it's because Mickey's asked me.

You do want this crime solved, don't you?

-Well...

-Good lad.

Then keep your ear out, yeah?

HE SINGS

KNOCK ON DOOR Come in! Da-da-dee-dee-dim!

Ah, Julia. Welcome to Titipu.

Is this your first visit?

-Is everything all right?

-Yes, I'm preparing myself for my Letherbridge Light Operatic Society audition.

-And what would that be?

-The Mikado.

-They want me to audition for Nanki-Poo. Leading part.

-Has this director heard you sing?

Evidently, although I can't fathom where.

One has to assume he knows what he's doing. He's a man of impeccable taste.

-Let's hope so, Heston.

-Yes?

-I was just wondering

whether this was exactly the right place for singing?

Oh, the acoustics? Not great, but one does the best one can.

No, what I meant was...

could you wait till after work when you're at home?

-My audition is tomorrow evening.

-I understand...

I haven't got a moment to lose. I finally have a chance to let the operatic world know what I can do.

-Obviously...

-I have to get on. HE SINGS

In you come.

-Quite minimalist.

-It's a squat.

Hi.

-Marianne.

-All right?

What do you think? Real fur.

-So's that.

-Not into animal rights then?

-I prefer people.

A window was already smashed. In case you're worried, we broke it.

-I'm not worried.

-I told Marianne

-you're very concerned about right and wrong.

-And are you?

-Yeah.

-Well, the guy who owns this place is so rich, he left it empty. That's wrong.

-Squatting's not illegal.

-It is a civil offence though.

-So?

-So, you're not going to tell Daddy and his mates we're here then?

-Why would I do that?

-Good.

HESTON SINGS

-We did that.

-What?

-The Mikado.

-We did it for a school play.

-Do you mind?

Only trying to help.

-I insist.

-Thanks.

-That's why we want help.

So we don't screw it all up again this year.

-Were you in the admin building?

-We both were.

-Along with 24 others.

-But the police only had eyes for Mickey.

They were upset cause I'd called them "the enemy of the people."

So, do you know who did it?

We've got our suspicions.

There are a couple of people we're not 100% about.

-Whoever it was, it shouldn't have happened.

-It derailed everything.

It was completely counter-productive.

What do you think of Lauren?

Way too pretty.

Hey, do you get your A-level results on Thursday?

-Oh.

-We should have a tea party. Like we did for your GCSEs.

Jimmi's away. Perfect.

But there isn't going to be anything to celebrate.

-Why?

-Cherry, you saw me. I was a total mess.

-You're really bright.

I'm sure you've done fine.

-Your mum thinks so too.

-Mum knows the score.

-She thinks you're going to surprise everyone like you did last time.

-She said that?

Liberty think the reforms represent tinkering, rather than the wholesale review and revision that's needed.

-That's interesting.

-I've got a question. Do the police still think

-Mickey chucked the microwave?

-How should I know?

-But has your dad said anything?

-Is that why you wanted to speak to me?

-Because of my dad?

-No. Not just that. I want to know if

-they'll get off my back this year?

-What did they do to you last year?

It was mainly this one copper, Radley.

The one who almost got hit. He kept doing stupid stop and searches on me, making threats, hassling my friends.

-Bugging his phone.

-Even this morning when I came to see you, I swear he was following me.

I'm sick of being shoved around. BANGING ON DOOR

< Police! Open up!

It's Radley!

-What have you done?

-Nothing.

Have you been served with a Court Possession Order?

-No.

-Then they can't come in.

-Don't listen to him, Mickey.

-Police! Open up! >

-Sure?

-Positive.

-SMASHING

-Where's your Court Possession Order?

-You broke in.

-No, we didn't.

You smashed a window. That's criminal damage.

-And trespass.

-The window was already smashed, Radley.

-I don't think so.

-You can't do this.

Come on, sweetheart. Let's go.

-Hands where I can see them!

-I want to show you something...

SHOUTING I was going to read out my rights!

I was going to read out my rights!

Mickey Turnbill, I'm arresting you for criminal damage and threatening a police officer.

You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be used in evidence...

-Since when were you a friend of Mickey Turnbill?

-Am I going to be interviewed?

-No.

Great. Shall I just write "grass" on my forehead?

Don't worry, your name won't be mentioned in the interview.

-Bit late for that, Dad.

-PC Radley didn't realise you were my son.

-Is that what he told you? You set me up.

-Sorry?

Is this because of my shoplifting article?

They were trespassing, Jack. We had every reason to go in.

-And every reason to assault Mickey?

-PC Radley has got

-every right to protect himself.

-Mickey didn't attack him.

There are two other officers that said he was provoked.

-So what did they tell you, Jack?

-Mickey had nothing to do with throwing that microwave.

He wishes it hadn't happened. They both do.

-Anything else?

-Yeah.

-I'm going to make sure you lose your job.

-Hey! What's got into you?

-Me?

-Let's go have a word with them, Sarge.

Wait there.

You're a disgrace, Radley.

You're under a criminal investigation, my friend.

We finally get a proper poke around your dark little existence.

-Whoopee do.

-Mobile phone, computer...

Sorry. Not even any porn to brighten up your sordid little life.

-I find that hard to believe.

-Yeah? That's what happens when you have

a girlfriend who's attractive.

Why are you protecting Mickey?

-Why are you shafting your son?

-I want to be sure that

you understand how serious this is.

Using your family to spy on students.

-You should be ashamed of yourself, Hollins.

-Sergeant Hollins.

He's going to so hate you when he grows up.

That property was due for eviction.

This has nothing to do with Jack.

Total coincidence?

If you know Mickey threw the microwave, you could go to jail.

If I thought Mickey did it, do you really think I'd still be with him?

-Depends how much you love him, I suppose.

-How much will Jack love you after this?

They'll open up, Jack.

-What?

-Stay close to them.

Play up the whole anti-police thing.

I don't have to pretend. Not after what you did.

Standard eviction procedure.

Let's see if the world agrees, shall we?

-What's that?

-Video...

of your little raid.

Whoops.

Show me then.

All right, Dad?

Mickey! Wait!

Daddy's watching.

I gave Radley your address this morning. I'm sorry.

He did follow you to the Icon bar.

He asked me where you lived. I had no choice.

I didn't know it was a squat.

-And if you had known?

-I really thought you were on our side.

I am. I want to help you.

I filmed the arrest.

It's dynamite.

-We can use this?

-Put it online.

Better idea. I'll send it to Letherbridge News.

They like my stuff.

Jack! Can I have a word?

Wait here.

Do you want to get in?

Shut the door. There's a good lad.

Can I see this video?

It's best if you show us.

-Who's this "us", Dad?

-Don't play silly beggars with me.

Radley's asked you to get it, hasn't he?

I just want to see it, Jack. Please.

What's the matter? Don't you trust me?

PC Radley had grounds to fear an attack.

Why?

Mickey is an attempted murder suspect.

-He's got no history of violence.

-No-one could tell what he had in his pockets. It's borderline.

What?! I'd like that back, please.

-What did you have planned for it?

-I haven't decided yet.

Don't do anything daft, I mean it.

Are you going to speak to Radley?

I need to be somewhere else.

I can get someone to drop you off.

No, thanks. My friends are waiting.

Any marks on you?

What did the police surgeon say?

I didn't show him. Wasn't sure if he was really on my side.

-What are you doing?

-I'll send them with the video.

-Good plan.

Where are you guys going to stay?

Don't know. We'll call around. See who's got a bed.

Come to mine for a bit. Till you sort yourselves out.

We can send the video from my laptop.

-OK.

-Let's go.

Something like this? "Next thing, the door was beaten down and three police

"with no warrant charged in and started laying into them like they were paedophiles or terrorists."

PHONE RINGS Yeah?

I'll put the pictures here and talk about the injuries.

-Sounds good.

-All right.

I'll be there soon...

What a surprise. The police found nothing and we're not going to be charged.

-At all?

-What a bunch of crooks.

I'll take your car and get the stuff.

Won't be long.

-We're going to be fine.

-I know.

-Looking forward to Thursday?

-No.

-Not at all.

-People seem to think you've done well.

-Who?

-Everyone I've spoken to.

People seem to really rate you.

Mum, what have you been saying about my exams? Call me back.

You taking on the police like this, it's quite hardcore.

To me, something's either fair or not fair.

What Radley's doing here is basically ABH.

Someone's got to take a stand.

-Or those with power will just keep walking over us.

-Even if your dad works for them?

My dad is part of the problem. He thinks what Radley did was justified.

And he doesn't seem to care that I was set up.

I was a victim of police aggression.

My mum left my dad for a copper when I was 12.

-That must have hurt.

-Radley's baton couldn't come close.

Even being here in this house...

Sorry. I just want to hurt them all.

So how far would you go?

To hurt the police?

Further than Mickey. I love him. But his problem is that

-he doesn't think anyone should suffer deliberately.

-He's a pacifist.

He just lies there. Like he did today.

Absorbing the blows and moaning about how terrible it is.

He really didn't throw that microwave, did he?

No! I did.

Wow.

-That's hardcore.

-Serious movements need serious gestures.

History tells us that.

What does Mickey think about it?

-He doesn't know.

-And if he did?

It would break his heart.

HESTON SINGS

We can't let him audition, they're just going to laugh at him.

I blew it earlier. Someone's got to tell him to stop.

I wouldn't know what to say.

Come on. It's just an old man keeping himself amused. Where's the harm in that?

It bothered me at first, but now I'm quite used to it.

Huh? Lauren?

-If no-one else is brave enough.

-It's OK, Lauren. I'll do it.

Thank you, Kevin.

-Sorted?

-Got the stuff outside.

-And Bagsy says we can stay with him. As long as we like.

-Yes!

-How's it looking?

-We were just waiting for you.

Ready? Send it.

-You can't do this!

-Come on, sweetheart, let's go.

-Oi, hands where I can see 'em!

-I've got something... Agh!

-Ooh!

-Ooh!

-Hello, Hollins.

-What's going on?

I was right earlier.

Jack isn't happy with you at all.

-Get out.

-Make sure you get the paper tomorrow, eh?

Wait for me outside, OK?

-How was he?

-Not happy.

-Thanks, friend.

-You are one of the good guys.

Come and see us. I'll text you the address.

Tell Radley he's got an open invitation.

-Actually, guys, I sent the article to the wrong email address.

-Eh?

-'He really didn't throw that microwave, did he?

-No, I did!

-'Wow. That's hardcore.

-Serious movements need serious gestures.

'History tells us that.'

I was making it up... He set me up.

-Don't fall for this, Mickey. Babe...

-Marianne Alcock, I'm arresting you for attempted murder.

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

# Here's a pretty mess!

# In a month or less, I must die without a wedding

-# Let the bitter tears I'm shedding... #

-All right?

# ..Witness my distress Here's a... #

-Heston?!

-What?

-Mate, you've got to stop for everyone's sake.

-What do you mean?

-You're not very good...at all.

Thank you for your feedback, Kevin.

Fortunately, there are staff in this surgery whose taste extends beyond TV talent shows.

-It's the staff in this surgery who asked me to speak to you.

-I don't think so.

Then why are they all listening outside?

-Curiosity...

-I don't think it is, mate.

Cherry said you sound like a bear in pain.

Julia reckons it's more like a fog horn. Imogen says it's so awful,

it might actually be art.

I think your voice is rather sophisticated, Heston.

-Really?

-It's utterly unique, comes straight from the heart and...

dare I say has something of the abstract genius about it.

What is it Nanki-Poo's lover says?

"If we have failed in etiquette, toward a man of rank so high, we shall know better by and by."

"I'll charm your willing ears with songs of lovers' fears, while sympathetic tears my cheeks bedew."

Thank you, Lauren.

-What are you up to?

-Mmm...

Sorry.

How could she have done that?

I knew she had this anger, but...

how could she have thought that would help in any way?

That's it, isn't it?

-It's all gone.

-What about the protests?

Let's get that recording backed up as soon as possible, eh?

And what shall we do about the video?

I'll make sure it gets dealt with properly.

Radley didn't have anything on Mickey at any point, did he?

-Jack...

-I'm going to back up the recording.

-Son...

-Just got your message. You all right?

-Have you been telling people

-I'll do well in my exams?

-No.

-That's what you said to Cherry.

Well, all right, yes. I think you will.

-What?

-You're a clever girl, Immie.

-I don't believe this!

You pulled it out the bag last time.

Mum, that was totally different!

-How could you possibly have missed what was happening to me?

-'Immie.'

Delete it. Imagine you're in there one night,

behind that bar,

and a punter suddenly loses it.

He jumps over the bar, picks up a till

and tries to smash it down on your head.

Later, if you meet the bloke you think did that to you,

you'd be pretty fired up too, right?

Because it does something to you.

When someone tries to kill you.

Changes something.

But Mickey didn't do it.

You were just looking for someone to blame. Police set the standards.

Everyone else follows your example. I'm sending this to the IPCC.

They'll listen.

If you've got a case.

My son...

-nearly lost his dad!

-I copied the video. Obviously.

Go on. Do it. Make it even easier for 'em.

How did it go earlier,

with your mum?

-Disaster.

-Really?

If you want to talk...

I... I've screwed up my exams.

Totally. I had a few issues and... Anyway, she refuses to believe it.

I understand. It's tough when people's hopes are riding on you.

She's going to have a heart attack on Thursday.

-But it's what you deserve though, isn't it?

-Why?

For being a compulsive shoplifter, getting a criminal record and breaking your parents' hearts.

Failing the most important exams of your life sort of completes the set, doesn't it?

It's to do with Gilbert and Sullivan.

My colleague has been going on about that for days.

I don't want a special meal. I just want to be left alone.

Sometimes, you have to seize destiny with both hands.

Is there anything I can do

-to make it up?

-We'll see.

I tend to grab Gilbert and Sullivan by the genitals and squeeze them

extremely hard.

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