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Hello!

What you listening to?

You can put that away! I'm not interested!

Are you stopping in tonight?

I don't know. Why?

No reason!

It's just...not always good to go out on a week night.

Sometimes it's nice to stop in and put your feet up.

Anyway, I'd better get on.

See you!

Jimmi. Just the person I needed...

Can't it wait? I'm late for a meeting then I've got to go down the station.

It's important and you'll know what to do.

-Karen, I'm really sorry, I can't, sorry.

-Oh.

What's up?

Oh. Nothing.

OK.

It'll be fine.

Jenna, stop mothering me.

I can't help it. You're such a baby.

Alex Gleeson?

Sorry. Um...

Do you think the vice-chancellor will visit again?

I'm not sure.

But if he does, the place is looking good.

Excellent standard of cleanliness, Mrs Tembe. Well done.

And busy, too.

Those students? I am sorry to disappoint you, Mr Bellamy.

But they are not "customers". They are here to see the defaced sign.

They do not see it as vandalism.

They see it as art.

What, a random piece of graffiti?

Graffito. No-one uses the singular form correctly.

One graffito.

Many graffiti.

Where would I be without you to correct my grammar, Mrs Tembe?

If you need to register, you come here and do that with Mrs Tembe.

-Whoever this graffiti artist is, we should thank him.

-Really?

Yep. It is great for business.

Nurse...Marquez. Can I talk to you? It's confidential.

You don't have an appointment and I have got patients.

No, you haven't. Mrs Ives has cancelled.

Well, I think you should see a male nurse.

Chris is tied up with Mrs Worricker.

Not literally, I hope.

Go on, Mand.

You could use Jimmi's room.

Five minutes.

Thanks. I appreciate...

This way.

Just so you know, there are lots of other staff around,

so if you try anything...

I'm not going to harm you.

What do you want?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I hate doing it. It's stupid.

But there are reasons...

I don't care why you do it.

If it's cos of your childhood,

or because you got sent to the wrong public school

or because Daddy didn't love you enough...

How about all of the above?

If I'd known you were a nurse... You didn't deserve that.

What - so some women do?

No, I just...

Have you been to the police?

Please don't.

I'm begging you. Please.

So that's why you came to see me -

not to apologise, but to get yourself out of trouble.

C'mon. It's not exactly crime of the century.

First you flash your tackle at me, then you tell me I shouldn't mind!

Time's up.

Wait!

No. If you do not leave, I am calling the police right now.

I was going to call them anyway.

Yes, everything seems to be back in order.

Ship-shape and Bristol fashion, eh?

Good job, good man.

Right, better get back to the Mill.

Any more graffiti, I'll deal with it.

You've got to stamp on something like that straightaway.

Well, you're the man for the job.

Don't send my next patient through yet, Karen.

I need to make a phone call.

Can I talk to you?

What about?

In private.

You as well.

Please.

Follow me.

And you, stay there.

Alex exposed himself to you, didn't he?

-I...

-I know he's a flasher. I've known for ages.

How did you find out?

I came home one day and he was...harming himself.

He hates himself for doing it. Don't report him.

Please.

You're a right double act, you two.

If Alex got sent to prison, it'd destroy him.

He'd be put in with the sex offenders.

That's where he belongs!

No.

OK.

Um... Suppose you go to the police, what do you think'll happen?

He might go to court, he might even be convicted.

You don't get long sentences for indecent exposure.

Six months, maximum.

Just long enough for him to lose his job, and be brutalised.

Not enough for him to get any kind of therapy that might make him stop.

You know a lot about it.

I'm a probation officer. I deal with criminals all the time.

Then you should know a creep when you see one.

Not all criminals are evil psychopaths.

They're lost, damaged, addicted, mentally ill.

They're not dangerous.

They get locked up because nobody knows what else to do with them.

And prison doesn't help them. Often, it just makes them worse.

Alex doesn't need prison. He needs help.

He's got you exactly.

When did he do that? It wasn't there an hour ago!

They work fast.

I'm not having it.

If he thinks he can get away with this sort of thing,

he's got another thing coming!

It's not even just vandalism. This is a vendetta!

I can't stop you going to the police,

but I can suggest an alternative.

Well?

I've done restorative justice. You know what that is?

Yeah, it's where offenders meet the victims and they talk.

You want me to meet Alex?

On neutral ground, obviously.

And you'd mediate?

Since you're so unbiased.

I can be objective.

I know you're angry. You've got every right to be.

But maybe he needs to hear that.

He needs to see the impact that his behaviour has on women.

I've never met one of his victims before.

This is an opportunity.

If you do this, maybe we can help him stop.

PHONE CHIRPS

Mamma mia!

We're rich!

Are we?

Well, the practice is. We are sitting on a gold mine.

This one of your wind-ups?

No. I'm talking about graffiti.

Jimmi just texted me the latest image.

What do you mean, latest? Has he done it again?

Chill out. I went on the internet and did a little bit of research.

And look what I found. Kapow!

What am I looking at?

Let me enlarge it for you.

You see in the bottom right-hand corner?

The "B"? Like all great artists, he signs his work.

I don't get it.

The "B" for Brummski.

He is the hottest graffiti artist on the scene right now.

He just had an exhibition at the Dernham Gallery in town.

What, you mean people pay good money for this stuff?

You've heard of Banksy, right?

You mean it could be worth thousands?

Kerching!

Of course, as the creator,

-Brummski would be entitled to some of the profits.

-Oh, no!

He defaced campus property! It's ours.

He's not getting a penny.

Of course, all profits would go back into the practice, and benefit the patients.

It's a shame that Bigalow got rid of the other one.

We're lucky that he tagged us again.

I told Barry to get rid of any graffiti.

What?! I'll leave you to it.

"You've reached the voicemail of Barry Norman Bigalow.

"Third head in charge of security at Letherbridge University.

"Please leave a message after the tone.

"Alternatively, you can visit the Campus Security Office

"which is open from 9-5 Monday to Friday,

"10-4 on Saturday and closed on Sunday."

I'm really worried about Chris.

What's up?

Yesterday, he got in this massive row.

It was really kicking off.

I had to step in and break them up.

So?

He was really aggressive. It was like he really wanted a fight.

Well, that's what it looked like, anyway.

He's having a rough time. Him and Emma.

I know, cos it's the anniversary of Sam...

So I'd leave him alone.

-Really?

-He's a grown-up. He's dealing with things in his own way.

If he wants help, he'll ask for it.

If he doesn't, I wouldn't go steaming in.

Yeah, OK. I suppose.

Anyway, that's enough about Chris. What's going on with you and Rob?

Oh... There is no me and Rob.

OK. Look.

I am sorry if bad things have happened to you,

but that is no excuse.

Some man abused you,

and you're taking it out on women! At least, I hope it's women.

Or do you expose yourself to children? Girls?

No, I would never do that.

How many times have you done this?

-It's not that many.

-I am asking him.

-I've only ever done it a handful of times.

-"Only"?

I'm sorry.

Every time you do this, you spoil some place for somebody.

You flash at a woman in the park,

and she will never feel safe there again.

I know it'd be worse if you actually assaulted someone,

but what you do is bad enough.

What if the woman you're flashing at is a victim of rape,

or been abused?

I don't want to upset anyone.

Well, don't be a flasher, then!

It is not harmless.

It is upsetting.

That's all I wanted to say.

Barry!

I hate doing it. I just can't stop.

It's...an addiction, a compulsion. Does that make sense?

I don't do it all the time. Months'll go by,

and then something triggers it.

So you choose someone, flash at them, and then what?

I run away.

Go home.

Shower.

Sometimes I get drunk.

Or...cut myself.

Sometimes I just go and hide under the duvet.

If you hate it so much, why do you do it?

This'll sound weird... but it isn't about sex.

It isn't. It's about power.

When I was abused, the worst thing was being completely powerless.

And when I expose myself, I feel this sense of power.

A total high. Even if it doesn't last.

I know that's horrible. I'm trying to be honest.

HOOTS HORN

Barry!

Barry!

I've never had the chance to talk to one of my victims before.

I never thought about the impact it must have on them.

Isn't that the point? Scaring women, threatening them?

No. The women aren't important.

I mean...they all sort of blend into one.

I can't remember their faces.

Sometimes I catch women looking at me in the supermarket,

down the pub, and I think, did they recognise me?

Did I do it to them?

If it's any comfort, I spend my life feeling miserable and paranoid.

This isn't fun.

I've been dreading coming face-to-face with someone I'd...

Now you have.

You've made me see the damage that I've been doing.

I think it really will help me to stop.

Well, um...good.

How do you feel, Mandy? Has this helped you?

Um...yeah.

I suppose I was building you up into some sort of monster.

And you're not.

So yeah, yeah, I'm glad I did it

and glad you talked me into it.

You have destroyed a piece of art! That would've been worth thousands!

Well, it wasn't art when it was on your nice new sign!

I was merely fulfilling my job description.

Plus, I was prioritising this area on your direct orders.

I can't help it if you suddenly change your mind!

You two should be ashamed of yourselves! Behaving like children!

Someone has already complained.

-He started it.

-Yes, well, I am finishing it.

I am trying to register patients up there,

and your behaviour is putting them off.

I must say, Captain Bellamy, I'm disappointed in you.

As a military man, I expected you to have a more mature response

to this kind of thing.

Yes? Speaking.

Vice-chancellor.

Ah. I see.

Well, you won't even reconsider?

OK. Thanks for letting me know.

Goodbye.

That scheme I had -

all new students being automatically registered - he's not going for it.

He says we're already attracting enough new patients as it is.

That is a shame.

So all this fuss has been for nothing?

And we're not going to be able to make any more money

from this graffiti - graffito - all because of you.

And I'll be invoicing you for all the cleaning materials

I've used this week!

So what happens now?

This is just the start,

but I think today's been a real breakthrough.

We'll get more help. We will beat this.

I've got to go. I've got a case conference at work, but, Mandy,

thank you so much. Again. See you later.

How come you didn't go with her?

My work's in the opposite direction.

-Can I give you a lift?

-No, no, I've got my car, so...

I wish we'd met under different circumstances.

Well...good luck. With everything.

There you are.

-Oh, I was just finished. I...

-Sit. Stay.

Now, tell me what's going on between you and Rob.

There's nothing's going on now.

So you are splitting up, after all that you've been through?

He's dumped me and he's taken a job in Leamington.

And you're not going to do anything to try and change his mind?

Where's your fighting spirit, Karen?

I mean, Leamington Spa! Seriously!

It's not funny.

It's a tragedy of epic proportions.

You've got to try and stop him.

You and Rob can't be finished. You always seemed so right together.

Well, that's what everyone says!

How great we were, you know, the perfect family.

Well, you weren't exactly the Waltons.

I can't remember what we were.

OK, you can't remember.

How do you feel about him now?

I feel...

I don't...

Well, he's always been there,

ever since I woke up from the accident, you know,

there was this old bloke telling me he was my husband.

It was really scary at first,

but he stuck around, whether I wanted him to or not.

And now he's finally given up on me.

Brass tacks. What do you want?

I don't know!

I mean, if he took me back, it would be really easy.

It's all there, ready made.

The house, the kids, the life.

So do you want to be with him because it's easier,

or because you love him?

I feel like I need him.

There's your answer.

It doesn't matter how much brain tissue you've lost.

And there wasn't much there in the first place, was there?

It's guts that count.

Argh!

Stop, you pervert! What the hell's wrong with you?

-Stop!

-You're filthy, you weirdo!

-Dirty beggar! He flashed at us.

-Yeah, I know.

Who are you, his girlfriend?

-They attacked me.

-You deserve it, you pervert!

Don't. Do you want to be done for assault?

He is not worth it.

Alex. I'm going to get you some help.

Look, your daughters are upset.

Take them for an ice cream.

Why are you helping him?

Because I'm a nurse. He needs medical attention.

He needs castrating!

Right, hold that, apply some pressure. That'll stop the bleeding.

Hello, ambulance. Yeah - and the police.

You said you wouldn't call the police!

You said you didn't expose yourself to kids.

Yeah, yeah, I can stay on the line. No, he is not going anywhere.

Argh!

Keep still, it'll hurt less.

It was all lies, wasn't it?

All that stuff you said in the cafe!

Have you got the search warrant?

Right.

Yeah, well, I'll see you there, then. OK.

Karen? What are you doing here?

I came to see if Rob was around, but he's busy.

-OK, well, you know that chat you wanted earlier?

-Yeah.

I'm free now if you want to grab a cup of tea.

OK. Who's that woman?

DCI Driver.

Maybe it's my fault. I pushed him too hard, too soon.

Oh, for goodness' sake!

It's not your fault! He's screwed up, he's manipulative.

Alex isn't manipulative.

Stop deluding yourself! Can't you see he's just using you?

No.

He loves me.

I love him.

And when you love someone, you don't run away because they've got problems.

You stick with it. I can change him.

He is not going to stop. And he doesn't have to, while he's with you.

Cos you are going to carry on protecting him

no matter what he does.

Just tell me, what's in it for you?

Do you get some sort of weird kick out of it?

Don't be ridiculous! Of course I don't!

And getting me to be part of it! To collude in...

I know a collusive relationship when I see one.

How do you know?

Look, I know what it's like,

to do something that you know is wrong, because you love somebody.

Then you understand.

He can't go to prison. I need him.

That's what this is about.

What's going to happen to you?

When your bosses find out you've been protecting a criminal.

I don't know.

I could lose my job.

You probably think I deserve to.

I hope he does go to prison, even if it's not for very long.

And I hope he gets some help.

But he's not going to get it from you.

So Chris got in a fight?

Blokes get stupid, they knock ten bells out of each other.

It's not very mature, but...

Chris isn't like that, though, is he?

He's young. He'll grow up, eventually. Most of us do.

So you think I'm making too much of it?

Maybe. Have you tried talking to him?

Will you talk to him? Man to man.

I'll try. I don't know when I'll get the time, though.

Now you're here, are you going to talk to Rob?

What's the point? He doesn't want to see me.

I'm sorry to hear...

-PHONE RINGS

-I'm sorry.

-Dr Clay speaking.

-I should go. I'm sorry.

Ah-ha.

It's not her fault.

It's nobody's fault. It's just a horrible situation.

I do feel better now I've decided to leave.

Yeah. It'll be a fresh start.

You'll like Leamington. It's a good team.

Good DCI, too. I know him.

I could put in a word for you if you like.

And there was me thinking my own brilliance would speak for itself.

-And it's only just down the road. I'll still see you.

-Yeah.

We could go for a drink, maybe.

-Yeah. I am single now.

-Mm.

Rob, um...

I need to talk to you. It's important.

PHONE RINGS Karen, I've got to take this.

Sergeant Hollins.

You always fancied him! Always trying to get him to yourself.

Well, me and him are still together, so back off.

That's not what he's saying.

I'm his boss. We're at work.

Do you think you should go home? Do you need someone to take you?

I can manage, thank you. I'm not senile.

OK, boss, we're on.

I'll, er... I'll call you later.

We have to go, now.

Hello, lover boy.

At least you don't have to deal with the motorists.

They're a lot more unpredictable than trees.

Karen.

What was that about?

I'd have thought it was blooming obvious.

I'm not hiding anything!

You can't kid a kidder. I've been there.

I know what it's like.