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MUSIC BLASTS

HE SIGHS

# Will he have pink fluffy hair?

# I don't care I'll love him anyway

# Love is blind, yet all-seeing... #

Amy! Can you turn that off?!

-# Love is blind, yet all-seeing... #

-Amy!

# Love is blind, yet all-seeing

# Love is blind, yet all-seeing. #

-AYESHA SIGHS

-That's quite the list.

Yep. And Mr Cadwallader rang, said his leg ulcer was leaking again.

Great(!)

Will you stick his address on there so it'll remind me?

So, er...tea at 11:00?

Er...no, I've got to go out.

Have you got a clinic?

Er...yeah, yeah, at St Phil's. Young mums.

-I thought that was on Wednesdays?

-No, not always.

-Right. See you anon.

-OK.

-Morning.

-Morning!

Everything OK?

Kind of. Busy day.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

There you go.

-Ayesh?

-Oh, sorry. Thanks, Karen.

MUSIC BLASTS

Amy, I'm leaving right now!

-I'm not ready!

-Too bad. I've got an early appointment.

Downstairs this minute, or you'll have to get the bus!

MUSIC STOPS

THUD! Argh!

Today's a new day, let's focus on that. OK?

Oh, hi, Zara.

Carlene, I'm so sorry about yesterday.

Oh, they rip you to shreds in there.

You did your best.

And it's not over yet, right?

I'm hopeful that Forensics will have enough to nail Braydon.

We should go in.

MUSICAL RINGTONE You'll have to turn that off.

-He'd rather cut his arm off.

-I've got to take this.

No, you don't. Do as he says. Come on.

He didn't turn up.

-What?

-No phone call, nothing.

My mate Sophie took an hour off work to be with me.

She's had to go back now.

That's not good. Have you complained?

I kept thinking, "Give him another five minutes.

"Cos nobody's going to leave you high and dry."

But I should know better, shouldn't I?

It's not that kind of world.

NOVELTY RINGTONE

Ellie Shaughnessy.

Ms Shaughnessy, I'm Fraser Pennington, your PIP assessor.

-I apologise for...

-It's clicking!

-Your ankle isn't broken!

-I never said it was.

Sorry, sorry, I-I wasn't talking to you.

AMY WINCES

Somebody's crying. I hope it's not a client.

No. Look, I'll be with you as soon as I can. Bye.

I was nervous before, I'm terrified now!

It's not swollen, you can put your foot down.

I'm supposed to be dancing. It's the dress rehearsal!

I know, you mentioned it.

-Maria Powell will be laughing her head off.

-No, she won't.

She's the understudy, it's her big chance!

-You'll be OK.

-You don't get it!

I have to be better than OK.

You must be better than Maria, or she wouldn't be the understudy.

SHE SIGHS

Things could be worse, you know.

The woman I'm seeing today has a progressive illness.

Good job she's not playing Cinderella, then!

Right, that's enough!

There's always somebody worse off than me. I hate it when you do that!

Get your coat! I'm late!

OK, give me a break, I had to switch my...!

-Hi.

-It was Lily. She's worried and that.

-The forensic evidence is a bit harrowing, isn't it?

-Hm.

MUSICAL RINGTONE

HE SIGHS

MUSICAL RINGTONE

Help! Help, anyone!

MUSICAL RINGTONE

I'd better get back to my mum.

Were you there?

What?

That ringtone.

When Reece was stabbed... Oh, my God!

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-You were there, weren't you?

-No.

-That's how they knew who I was.

I told the switchboard my name, where I worked.

-Well, I didn't!

-You saw your brother stabbed? You saw me with him!

-No!

-Didn't you, Austin? Didn't you?!

You are not going anywhere!

Why the hell didn't you help?

I was...I was...I was scared.

-So was I.

-You were...you were with him!

He was dying!

I-I-I froze.

I-I-I didn't know what to do.

You told Braydon and the gang who I was, where I worked.

-I had to!

-Why?! I tried to save his life!

You don't understand what they're like!

Braydon was on to me. He...he threatened my mum! Lily!

Look, I had...I had no choice!

Do you have any idea what my family have been through?

We have been terrorised! We've had to hide in some hotel!

My five-year-old son was taken, Daniel was stabbed!

-I'm so sorry!

-Because of your fear!

-Yeah.

-Because you are a coward!

Yeah.

Look, I'm...I'm sorry.

Where are you going?! Where are you going?!

-I am going to get Rob.

-No, you can't!

-You are going to tell him everything!

-Zara, they'll kill me!

-You have to!

-No!

-You're a witness!

Your saw your brother stabbed and you betrayed him,

but now...now is time for you to do the right thing!

You can do the right thing!

Apologies again for the delay. Bit of a crisis.

-Oh.

-Fraser Pennington.

-Actually, this is Ellie.

-Ah, I see.

Hello.

I'm Dr Reid, the Mill Health Centre.

-My GP.

-Oh. I'm a paramedic.

-Well, not now. I used to be.

-Oh.

-Can I park my stuff here?

-Yeah.

So, Dr Reid, just to say,

this assessment has to be based on my observations

and not any medical opinion you may offer.

Oh, I'm aware of that.

I've already given my medical opinion on Ellie's application.

I'm just here because our visits happen to coincide.

-You're not staying?

-Oh, yes.

Well, I haven't finished my tea.

Fine. No problem.

Thank you.

Exactly how much do you know?

He's been working against us all along.

Zara, I need to hear this from Austin.

So?

I knew about the kidnapping.

And...and Daniel.

I wanted Zara to stop them, but I had to be one of them, too.

Well, you could have told me.

A cop?! No way!

Well, now he knows all about it,

so you have no choice but to testify.

I'd be dead before I even got on the stand!

What about both our children's future?

They wouldn't have a future!

You would be offered protection.

No-one is talking me into this, OK? I'm not doing it!

Look, I wanted to tell you.

I'm going to have to give Stanton this information.

Whatever.

What's the matter, love?

So, Amy, on your form you say you can wash your hair sometimes.

I also say my name's Ellie, and that's all the time.

Yes. I'm sorry.

Um...could you clarify about your hair?

Sometimes I can wash my hair, sometimes I can't.

Why's that?

Because the pain in my back and shoulders is so bad,

I can't lift my arms.

But on some days, you can?

I've told you, it fluctuates. I have flare-ups.

Can you lift your arms for me now?

-ELLIE SIGHS

-Please.

As high as you can manage.

Don't do this to me.

Can Ellie put her arms down now?

Yeah, yes, of course. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

MS is a bit like your dodgy software.

Trouble is, I'm having a relatively good day,

your software's having a bad one.

Shame it's not the other way around.

I told...I told Braydon

that Reece had phoned LaToya. That's all I did, Mum.

And...and...

..I went to tell Reece, but Braydon was there, and...

-SOBS:

-He stabbed him!

Wha...?

-Get away from me!

-Mum!

CARLENE SOBS Carlene.

Er...you're hoping to return to work soon?

No. I'm trying to hold down a job I've never left.

-Have you actually read the form?

-Yes.

Sorry, my mistake.

Could you...could you grab my hand, please?

That's fine. Thank you.

Excuse me, um...I hope you don't mind me asking,

but is this your first PIP assessment?

No. Why?

It's just you seem a little nervous.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Can...can you walk 20 metres?

I don't know. How long is 20 metres?

If you got on a double-decker bus,

would you be able to make it to the back?

No. Because, for a kick-off, I can't get on it at all.

That's why I need the enhanced rate. I could do with a scooter.

Ellie, sorry, I'm here to assess your daily living needs.

So imagine you are on the bus,

would you be able to walk to the back?

No, because the driver's probably doing a bat-out-of-hell impression.

I'd be on my face, or my bum, depending on the velocity.

I'm thinking of distance.

Forget about the moving bus.

But moving buses are the whole point.

I have to record an estimate of how far you can walk.

Well, I am telling you that it depends.

Walking to the end of my drive is very different to a moving bus.

Forget about the bus, for heaven's sake!

Why don't you just listen to me?!

All right, that's enough!

That was completely unacceptable!

I know! I know! I know!

HE BREATHES HARD

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

You told me you weren't involved with the gang! Liar!

He felt trapped.

Why are you sticking up for him?

Look what happened to your kid, your fella!

I've wiped better off me shoe!

OK. He's little more than a kid himself. He's scared.

That's why he won't testify.

What?!

You are putting that murdering piece of scum away!

-Mum, you don't understand what he's threatened to do to you!

-Stop crying!

-HE SOBS

-I said, stop crying!

Now, you listen to me.

Nothing...

..nothing he does could hurt me any worse than you have.

Your...your own brother's dead...because of you!

Please don't say that, Mum.

If you don't testify...

..you're dead to me, too.

And you can rot in jail.

And I won't shed a tear, not one!

Look, let me talk to him.

Austin, you are braver than you think you are.

Now, what you want more than anything is to avenge Reece, right?

No, he doesn't! He just wants to save his own worthless skin!

Do you know what his last words were?

His last words were, "See that my little brother's OK.

"See that he gets out of this life."

He said that? H-Honestly?

Yes. So, don't you see, Austin? You owe this to Reece.

You failed him, but now's your chance to make up for it.

He wanted you to get out, and this is a way to make that happen.

DOOR OPENS

This is your chance.

I hate this job.

Well, I can see that.

Look, it's clear that you're having some difficulties,

but I'm here to support Ellie,

and this assessment is crucial for her.

Believe me, I know.

So, er...you said earlier that you used to work as a paramedic.

Yes. I used to help people.

And now you try to catch them out?

That's about it, yes.

But no more nasty shifts, eh?

Good pay, holidays, five-day week.

My heart bleeds(!)

I've waited six months for this.

We're almost done.

We just have to run through some of the answers you've given.

And if you've got any questions...

-MOBILE PHONE RINGS

-You can't answer that!

Sorry, it's my daughter.

Amy? How many times? Your ankle isn't broken.

-I doubt if it's even sprained.

-AMY: You need to pick me up!

I-I can't, I'm in the middle of an assessment.

I'm supposed to be more important!

You only have to wait until I'm finished. I won't be long.

This is an emergency!

It's not, Amy, OK? Trust me on that.

Mum would have come for me. She loved me!

So do I.

-LINE DISCONNETCS

-Amy?

Teenage daughters.

If I'd spoken to my dad like that...

Her mother died two years ago.

Amy misses her. Obviously!

So do I.

I'm sorry.

I really am, but this isn't your therapy session.

You're right.

Please, can we carry on?

Ellie, I'm sorry if I've caused you any distress.

Ruhma?

Did you follow me?

No, I was on my way back from home visits.

Why would I follow you, anyway?

I don't know. Look, I'm busy, OK, so I'll catch you later.

Not until you tell me what you're up to.

I don't have to tell you anything.

Hey.

-WOMAN WHISPERS

-Hey.

-Ruhma, who is this?

-This is, um...Ayesha. I-I work with her.

Hi.

SHE SPEAKS IN OWN LANGUAGE

You did not say you bring someone.

Yeah, I'm sorry. I...I didn't know.

It is too late. She see us now. Not...not good.

You don't need to worry because... because you can trust Ayesha.

Can you...can you please tell the ladies that?

SHE SPEAKS IN OWN LANGUAGE

Um...I didn't mean to break my promise.

Shall we get started?

SHE SPEAKS IN OWN LANGUAGE

Do you think you're well enough to submit this assessment, Fraser?

Absolutely. I'm not going to put Ellie's future in jeopardy.

As you know, the DWP make the final decisions, but don't worry.

I am worried. I'm worried about you and your health.

You've left a job that you love for one that you hate

and I don't think you're coping.

I did it to spend more time with Amy.

-She's all that matters.

-I disagree. You matter just as much.

You're not giving yourself a chance.

Par for the course if you're a single dad.

Fraser, I think you need to see your GP.

-I'm OK.

-No, you're not.

And if you were a patient of mine, I'd want to see you urgently.

What happens to Amy if you fall apart?

I'll think about it.

Everything seems good.

Thanks.

Not long to wait.

-Um...

-Is there someone who can support you?

Is the father around?

Actually, it's...it's a bit difficult.

I will tell.

She can know.

Are you sure?

Er...father of baby, he raped me.

He not a...

..husband or boyfriend.

He force himself on me

because...he can.

My father...he say I must marry this man

because I pregnant,

and much shame for family.

Did you not go to the police?

Um...her dad's a really important man.

He mafia.

That's why I must go.

I must...leave my city, my country.

Because if I stay, for me...

..prostitute, or...dead.

I don't know what to say.

I'm so sorry, Besa.

I'm grateful to Ruhma...for helping me.

Us.

-You can stop limping now, we're home.

-You're horrible to me.

I'm not. I'm a pushover, that's the trouble.

No way was I dancing with a stiff leg.

They'd all laugh at me.

But, like, they want me for the part so much,

they're doing the rehearsal tomorrow instead!

Good. That's solved, then.

Amy, there's something I need to talk to you about.

I'm really unhappy in this new job.

And I don't know if I can stand it for much longer.

Oh, my! Natalie says Maria Powell was absolutely fuming!

She thought she was going to step in!

I'm trying to have a conversation!

-So am I.

-This is...this is important!

Lighten up, Dad. Who doesn't hate their job?

Oh! The cow! Ha-ha-ha! Hey!

I've just told you how unhappy I am and you're not bothered!

You spoil everything!

I didn't ask for any of this!

It's not my fault!

HE SOBS

Dad?

I can't believe this, Austin. Talk about eleventh hour.

Reece's last words were about me, Zara said.

I have to do this for him.

Right.

You do realise you'll be going to prison?

I don't care, as long as my family's safe.

We'll offer you all protection.

And the judge might be lenient, given the circumstances,

but you're doing the right thing.

Sergeant?

Austin Lonsdale, I am arresting you

for attempting to pervert the course of justice.

-Mum?

-I'm going back into the court.

There may be other charges once you've been interviewed...

What did you say to him?

Does it matter?

-Come on, sit down.

-Are you OK?

You should be asking Carlene that.

I'm asking you.

I'm fine.

I'd better go and tell the prosecution they're going to be up all night.

Thank you.

Drink this, Dad.

Thanks, love.

Whoa!

Two spoons of coffee. That's what you do for shock, right?

Yeah. Well, something like that.

I've switched my phone off now.

There's a first, eh?

I wish Mum was here.

-Me, too.

-Everything would be all right, then, wouldn't it?

I don't mind you crying, Dad,

I just don't want you to die.

Don't be daft.

You never eat, you don't sleep.

I hear you walking around in the night,

and in the morning you pretend everything's OK.

You treat me like a kid.

Nothing prepares you for this, Amy.

It's hard to know what to do for the best.

Go back on the ambulances.

It's not only about the work, love.

I need to see the doctor tomorrow.

I'll come with you.

What about your rehearsal?

Er...I suppose I...

Dad, this is more important.

Come here.

Are you OK?

Has she been tested for STIs?

-Yeah, yeah, I've done that.

-You did?

Yeah. Along with all the other checks.

She's an illegal, isn't she?

She's a pregnant woman who needs my help.

That's why I was taking all the supplies.

Ruhma, you could be in so much trouble.

Well, I'm prepared to take the risk.

But that's not the point, though, is it?

The NHS is buckling as it is.

It can't offer free maternity care to the rest of the world.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

From you, of all people?

What do you mean, from me of all people?

Well, with your background.

You know, I-I thought you'd be at bit more sympathetic.

Because my mum was an alcoholic?

I'm just saying you know what it feels like to be in need.

At least your mum was treated by the NHS!

-My mum was a UK citizen!

-Oh!

-I can't talk to you.

-You're breaking the law!

Yeah, I know. And we're talking about desperate, abused women.

-Ruhma...

-What are you suggesting, Ayesha?

That we send her back to Albania to marry a rapist?

-Come on.

-AUSTIN SIGHS

Rob...will you tell Lily?

Yeah.

What about the money?

It's every man for himself out there or didn't you know?

He gets into your head and then you feel sorry for him.

But now? I just want to kill him.

Have you reached a verdict on which you are all agreed?

-Yes.

-On count one of the indictment,

do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty of murder?