In Vino Veritas New Tricks

# It's all right It's OK

# Doesn't really matter if you're old and grey

# It's all right I say it's OK

# Listen to what I say

# It's all right, doing fine

# Doesn't really matter if the sun don't shine

# It's all right I say it's OK

# We're gettin' to the end of the day. #

Border Agency picked her up yesterday.

Cash-in-handing it at a restaurant in Dalston.

-She try to run?

-They all try to run.

Anyone told you why we're here?

(Lipstick. Left cheek.)

-Oh, you do understand. Good.

-So...

-The Grenville Arms.

-Beautiful, isn't it?

Stood for hundreds of years. Cornerstone of the community.

-In 2010, you were living and working there.

-Illegally.

Until somebody decided to redecorate the place.

9th November, 2010. Don't think much of the colour choice, do you?

They started the fire around half past midnight in the cellar.

Which is where the landlord, Richard Gibson, was found.

Or what was left of him.

Several witnesses claim you were alone, after closing, with Richard.

We wanted to ask you what happened but, well, you vanished.

But now you're here, you could...

You know, you can clear your name.

Thank God for dental records.

With these teeth, your boss must have had quite a smile, eh?

The smoke...

it made me wake up.

I knew I had to get out.

-So, how did you get out?

-Fire escape.

I didn't want to be sent back home so I ran away.

Smoke?

In your room?

We searched your bedsit this morning.

Did you bring all this with you from Turkey?

And the letters from your mother?

All dated before the fire.

There was no smoke in the room, was there?

You killed Richard Gibson,

and then you packed your stuff and you set the pub alight.

There must be real solidarity in this place.

Everybody running from injustice or poverty.

Everybody scared.

Start telling us the truth or you're going to a prison where I promise you,

it's every woman for herself.

Middle-aged man plus beautiful girl

divided by he won't take no for an answer.

Equals, "Yes, we know what it looks like, Gerry."

Let's get those letters translated from Asye's mother.

-See if there's any mention of Richard.

-I know an excellent Turkish translator.

Is that from your time in the Diplomatic Service?

Kebab shop round the corner.

You'd never know there'd been a fire, would you?

That's cos these places were built to last, mate.

DAN READS PLAQUE

-Hilaire Belloc.

-Typical French.

-Yeah, it's true, though, isn't it?

-Course it isn't.

Take more than a few boozers closing to bring this country down.

That's what I love about you, Gerry.

You're a "there'll always be an England", glass-half-full sort of bloke.

Glass half full, just not for very long.

Listen, Guv'nor, why don't I go in there on me own,

sort of incognito, see what I can find out?

Rather than all four of us barging in.

Get your Serpico on.

Morning.

A half of your best bitter beer, please.

-Are you a copper?

-No.

They look like a copper's shoes.

-Copper's shoes?

-You walk like a copper.

Doesn't he walk like a copper, Jase?

Even smell like one.

Do coppers have a smell?

Mid-priced cologne, my love.

Coppers are too vain to fly cheap but too tight to fly classy.

Used to get a lot of your boys around here.

All right, fair's fair. I'm a retired policeman.

Gerry Standing.

Are they with you, Mr Standing?

Yeah, yeah.

It's all right - I decided on the direct approach.

Why did you employ an illegal immigrant?

Thank you.

Sit down.

I knew we were taking a risk.

But times were so tight.

You opened your home to a complete stranger?

We thought with the job, the room rent free, she'd be appreciative.

Trustworthy, at least.

She'd been with us for nine months.

I could see the signs. Takings going down. Fiver here, tenner there.

I tried to tell Rich, but...

he always thought the best of people.

Ask me? He caught her that night, chased her down to the cellar

and the stupid girl must've panicked.

I'm glad you've found her.

You were away that night, yeah?

Surprise birthday present.

From Richard.

He was supposed to join me once he'd closed up.

Was he often alone in the pub with Asye?

Of course. You're always popping out for this or that.

-No.

-Believe me, Joanne, it's not always that easy to tell.

I knew my husband.

We're not saying you didn't.

That's exactly what you're saying.

I met Richard when I was 18.

We put our best 24 years into keeping this place alive.

Saw off two recessions, smoking ban, beer tax.

We couldn't have done any of it if we hadn't loved each other.

If we hadn't been together.

You really think some girl could just walk in and take all that away?

No.

I never heard Rich and Joanne argue. Not once, no.

They're like a couple of swans.

You mean, they hissed at you when you tried to give them bread?

You remember Asye?

Hard not to. Very pretty girl.

Did she and Richard get on?

Like a house on fire.

Oh, sorry.

Oh, you mean...

Oh, no.

You're barking up the wrong tree there, mate.

Joanne would've had his balls pickled

and put in a jar for all to see.

So she wore the trousers, eh?

No, no, no.

She's just a tough cookie - that's all.

They got on good together.

And made you feel like you were family

Like you belonged.

So you're here every day, then?

Yup. Here all week, ladies and gentlemen.

When I lost me job,

Rich asked me if I'd like to play regular, you know?

Fantastic! Punters seem to like it.

-Get the odd request. Odd pint, even.

-HE CHUCKLES

-We're just going down to the cellar.

-OK, Guv.

Any punters we should know about?

Er...his best mate - David.

He was here that night.

Still pops in now and then.

Makes sure Joanne's all right.

What about Richard's younger brother?

Gavin?

No, I didn't see much of him around here.

Him and Rich didn't exactly see eye to eye, you know?

He was found here.

It was an empty space before the fire.

You've fixed it up since then, obviously.

I couldn't keep it the way it was.

Looking at your bank statements, things were pretty tight for you.

Us and every other pub in the country.

After the fire, Forensics found evidence of subsidence here.

Fixing the roof doesn't bring in customers.

-But it does keep them safe.

-You were one bad inspection away from being closed down.

You still think insurance had something to do with this?

We're just trying to understand your husband's state of mind.

-You've found his killer.

-We've found one suspect.

You know the thing every landlord needs to really make a go of it?

An instinct for knowing when it's time to send punters on their way...

Of course. Thank you.

Thanks for your help.

I think Joanne's in denial about Richard and Asye.

Maybe it's me. Maybe Asye's telling the truth.

Nothing went on with Richard and she did wake up and the pub was on fire.

She'd know the emergency services were on their way.

People in uniform asking difficult questions.

What else was she supposed to do?

So how did the fire start, then?

Richard? Insurance job.

No. His family have been at the Grenville for five generations.

He was born there, for gawd's sake.

Most preservationists are one bad month away from becoming arsonists.

What about the brother - Gavin?

Rejected by his father. It's definitely worth a chat.

What's this Gavin do?

Runs his own business. Mends gaming machines -

-fruit machines, that kind of thing.

-I'll go.

And what about this mate - David? The one who was there that night?

-David Halburton.

-Owns a vineyard in Kent.

A vineyard? In England?

Yes. Kent is in England.

You're not volunteering to go under cover on this one, Gerry?

Oh, I know that neck of the woods, as it happens.

My mum used to take us hop picking every summer.

Yeah, hundreds of families, all living in little huts.

No running water. No TV.

-Sounds charming(!)

-Ah, it was brilliant.

It's all changed, of course. They use machines now.

A whole way of life gone.

And that's what's going to happen with places like the Grenville one day.

-And here.

-No, people will always need to eat and drink, Gerry.

-Yeah, but bistros and wine bars?

-Booze is booze, isn't it?

No, pubs aren't all about booze.

Oh, really? Well, you could've fooled me.

Gerry's right. It's about family, community.

Or, in our case, the opportunity to decontextualise working practice.

-Eh?

-Getting out of the office.

-Oh.

-When was that quiz night that we came to here?

It was a good six months ago.

Eight months. They have them every Tuesday and we have come once.

What about the fundraising day for the youth centre roof?

-Anyone come to that?

-No, I thought about it but...

-No, I was, er...

Well, I think it's time you three put your money where your mouth is.

You know, if it's not that we all come here to drink -

if it's all about community - then how about that?

-What?

-"Five-a-side fundraising tournament. Teams needed."

We could start by training tonight.

My knees aren't great at the moment, Guv.

I've got a hamstring.

Well, as long as I'm not in goal.

What?

Gerry?

Well, I'm not in goal.

"Not going in goal." Who does he think he is?

Danielle bleeding Messi?

Maybe he's a bit tasty.

-No.

-I

-was tasty.

Took out a mortgage on the right wing for Fisher Schoolboys.

Were those the days when the pig stomach was still in the pig?

Listen, mate, I was feared by every left back in south London.

Yeah, well they always put the fat kids in defence, eh?

Right, we'll go in mine. All right?

Gerry, we can't get to Kent and back in that thing in time for training.

"That thing" is a classic.

Gerry, you seem to think because something's old it's good, you know?

In my experience,

something is old BECAUSE it's good.

-Yeah, yeah.

-Built to last, mate. Built to last.

Yeah, it does this from time to time.

I know how to fix it, it's all right.

Back on the road in two minutes.

You all right?

Terrific.

You look like the Third Man, mate.

HE HUMS The Third Man Theme

MUSIC: The Third Man Theme by Anton Karas

A Quadreel - ha!

One of the last of its kind before the microprocessors took over

the mathematical computations.

Patented in Australia, 1968.

Stop stroking it.

He can stroke it if he wants.

But it was patented in 1967, not '68.

You looking to buy something?

-Gavin Gibson?

-Yeah.

DCI Sasha Miller. This is Danny Griffin.

We're reinvestigating your brother's murder.

-Oh, I see.

-So, Gavin, tell me -

why did you try to buy the pub after the fire?

Well, you've seen the place.

Used to be packed to the rafters when my old man had it.

City boys, market traders - all sorts of people from all walks of life.

And now you're lucky if you get ten punters in a week

and they usually have shallow pockets.

So you thought you could do better than Joanne?

I'm not saying that - she does her best.

But it was never going to be the same without Rich by her side.

You know the worst thing?

I don't think that sod ever realised how lucky he was to have Jo.

She was loyal, you know, a trooper.

Was Richard faithful to her?

I wouldn't know. We weren't talking the last few years.

I never went near the place.

So you never saw this woman?

No.

But for what it's worth,

I don't think my brother would've stood a chance with her.

-Why not?

-She's Premier League. He was Conference.

This'd only happen if they draw each other in the Cup.

Why did you and Richard stop talking?

Well, it's not what you think.

I knew I was never going to get the pub.

Our old man made that clear to us.

But every time I tried to help Richard,

he thought I was plotting against him. He was wrong.

I could just see which way the wind was blowing, with the recession.

I told him to get a new kitchen - serve some decent food.

Have live entertainment. But Rich?

He didn't want his little brother sticking his oar in.

This is a Dragon Skipper Element 7 Assembly.

That's right.

You've got a Palace of Magic?

One of only three left in the country.

Do you want to see it?

Five minutes.

-Terry the Tow will be here in three hours.

-Three hours?

Yeah, well, Paul the Pull, his cousin, has got the truck.

Does everyone in that family have towing-based titles?

Nah, just Terry and Paul. Well, mind you, we call Terry's dad...

I don't need a list of names, Gerry. Just someone who can get here faster.

No, Terry's the only one I trust with the Stag.

-Excuse me, Mr Haliburton?

-Halburton.

-Oh, right, yeah.

-Ah, yes, you're the chaps from London?

-Yes.

-Yes. We are the chaps.

Something happen to your car?

Er, yeah, hiccup.

-Bon. Je vous laisse. J'y vais, moi.

-Ah oui. Merci.

-A bientot.

-Oui, oui, oui.

-Excusez-moi.

TRANSLATION:

Francais?

-Vroom!

-Clappers? Oui.

-THEY CHUCKLE

-Bon dit!

-Messieurs.

-Bonjour.

-Bon journee.

-Au revoir, yeah.

-Au revoir.

I knew Asye to say hello to in the pub and that's about it.

Did Richard fancy her?

Over the years, there were a lot of bar girls sleeping in that spare room.

Far as I know, Rich never misbehaved with any of them.

If he did, he never told me about it.

You just can't let these little buggers get a foothold.

You do your own weeding?

Our pickers are good but they lack an eye for detail.

Where do you get them from?

Oh, mostly Poland. Few Romanians.

Anyone from Turkey?

Everyone I employ is legal and above board.

Unlike Richard.

Yes, well, we all make choices.

You were at the Grenville the night of the fire?

Heading to an industry tasting. Popped in for a quick one.

How did Richard seem?

Actually, he was in one of his moods.

-Without Joanne there, he had to do some work for a change.

-Did he have a lot of moods?

Look, I know Richard employing Asye looks bad

but we're talking about a good guy here.

When I started work in the City in my 20s,

the Grenville Arms was my port in a storm.

Richard and I were the same age and we hit it off.

He knew a hell of a lot about beer. Sod all about wine.

He was a publican.

He had a house red that would've made a passable paint stripper.

This was 1982, mind. Things have moved on.

Even at the Grenville.

-Thanks.

-Cheers.

1982 - isn't that when Joanne and Richard met?

She was working in our back office.

What, you introduced them?

She was my girlfriend when I did!

My first real girlfriend. Lived together for ten months.

But, look, they were the better match. Soon got over it.

On their wedding day, Richard's dad told me he could die a peaceful man.

It's just a shame they were never able to give him grandchildren.

Was that a problem?

Not for Jo. But it bothered Richard - I know that.

You chaps thirsty?

-Well...

-Yeah.

There. Give her a whirl now.

MACHINE BLEEPS

-Good as new, isn't she?

-Beautiful.

-You been doing this long?

-Too bloody long.

My old man had the first units in the Grenville,

but they were always breaking down - it cost a fortune to fix it.

So I started learning about the insides. Got the touch.

I know about their insides, too.

I only ever play machines with backing. That way the coin goes into the cash box...

-And not the skipper.

-Yes. Makes a payout far more likely.

Except that's not going to happen in this case.

Modifications.

A skill stop?

Maybe.

The lights are flickering because the current's being drawn away from the main board.

This is definitely a skill stop.

You've installed a Hi-Lo reel too, I see.

This machine will only ever pay out on a 2 or 11.

Keeps them chasing.

-Very clever.

-Like I said, I've been doing this a long time.

MACHINE BLEEPS COINS DROP

That makes two of us.

Look at him. A few sparkles, he thinks he's Champagne Charlie.

Well, they grow the same grapes as Champagne.

Listen, I'm half-glass French, mate.

Standing's an Anglicised version of Lestade.

I know my wine.

Yeah, well, it's the same methods as they use in France, Gerry.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure my palate is ready for English champagne.

-Here we go.

-Thank you.

-Cheers.

Oh, unless your palate can't quite support it?

We'll give it a try.

You know it was the English actually who invented Champagne?

-HE SCOFFS

-No, the method was discovered by an Englishman named Merret.

It's not quite coming through yet, as...

Yeah, it's adequate, I suppose.

-Gerry!

-No, it's all right.

The one thing you learn to develop in this business is a thick skin.

You know, I had no idea I was in the presence of a connoisseur.

I really must try harder.

Adequate?

It's growing on me.

You know, 15 years ago,

these fingers used to get a weekly manicure.

No dirty nails on the trading floor.

But in this place, they've found a whole new purpose.

New way of life.

And so have I.

Those French blokes - do they buy your wine?

Far too proud for that. No, they want to buy the entire place off me.

I can see why.

Yeah, but you won't sell, will you?

Never.

Look, I've got work to do on the guest house.

You two be all right here till your tow arrives?

-We'll manage.

-Oh, yeah.

PHONE BLEEPS

HE GROANS

Crash on the M20. Terry's turned back.

Oh, no.

Still, there are worse places to spend the night.

Well, we could certainly take advantage of this.

PHONE RINGS

Don't tell me he's changed his mind?

No.

It's the boss.

Shit. What time is it?

You all right, Guv'nor?

'Gerry? Where are you? You're 20 minutes late.'

Late? What for?

Oh, the training.

'Yeah. I was just about to ring you, as it happens.'

You're not coming back tonight?

'No, the Stag broke down on the way here. Nothing serious, no, but they'

can't get anyone to look at it until the morning.

And I tell you, we're gutted. Both of us.

Yeah, I mean, this place is dead. There's nothing to do here.

I mean, you should see little Steve's face. He's nearly in tears.

He wanted to get out there. Show you his silky skills - do you know what I mean?

'And me of course. Well, on the other hand, you have got Long Shanks.'

Danny? Gerry, I'm not being funny

but what do you think Danny knows about football?

Fruit machines, higher mathematics and obscure facts? Yes.

-Football? No.

-Yeah, with a bit of training he'll be fine.

CORK POPS

-What was that?

-Shotgun.

'Yeah, they're shooting some grouse down here.'

-Grouse?

-Yeah. Massive things they are, too.

I didn't know grouse could get that big.

'But anyway, they've got to keep the grouse population down, you see,

'because they keep eating the wine.'

Eating all the wine?

No, no, I meant vine, obviously.

Gerry, if I find out you're just staying down there for a jolly....

Guv'nor, we'd rather be anywhere than here.

It's horrible. I mean, I don't know how we're going to last the night.

Well, it is murder, isn't it?

Terrible.

Right, Danny.

Let's take you through some drills.

Can I help you?

Oh, sorry.

It's, er...

quite an operation you've got here.

You really shouldn't wander around here on your own, you know.

Well, last time I checked wine wasn't particularly dangerous.

Yes, well, the equipment we use to make it can be.

Oh, I'm a very careful...chap.

Well, I've got something far more interesting to show you.

There's only ever one first kiss, isn't there?

One first love.

My first crop.

Only ten bottles left.

-We couldn't possibly...

-No, come on, I insist.

Come on, Stevie. Our host insists.

I haven't had guests for a while. And, to be honest,

all this chat about Richard and Jo...

I fancy a glass myself.

Now, this was a very special year.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

One sip will change your life.

Go on, Stevie, get it down you.

THEY MUTTER APPROVINGLY

Now, that is different class, yeah.

Water. I need some water.

Cigarette.

They're...

They're in your back pocket.

How'd you know that?

Now, what happened was, there were two crashes - one on the M25...

-Spare me.

-Did you get a chance to try the wine?

Barely.

Yeah, and what we did try had hints of badger and hedgehog piss.

-Not good.

-Look, I'm sorry we let you down, Guv'nor,

but it's five-a-side competition, right? There's only four of us.

Well, I was thinking of asking Strickland.

No, you're right. Anyway, Danny's worth two.

-What?

-Well, you should see his first touch.

And the turn on him!

Yeah, well, Steve had trials for Rangers.

Celtic, Gerry.

We're building our team around Danny.

-Yeah, well, I'm not going in goal.

-Neither am I.

I am the manager and I will decide who is playing where at the next training session.

Now, did you find out anything useful there?

Only that all was not quite so rosy in the garden of Richard and Joanne.

Yeah. He wanted children, she didn't.

And I think David still holds a candle for Joanne.

David was in London that night.

And she was staying at a hotel.

Well, let's try and put them together.

We need to go back and see Asye.

The translations of her mother's letters are back.

-Right.

-Coffee?

"He sounds older than you.

"You do not say if he is married.

"I do not trust this man."

Sounds a bit like my mum - just without the swearing and the tequila.

Your mum's last letter before the fire's interesting.

"I hope he can help you.

"I will pray for you."

And then the letter after the fire.

"You say this man has gone away.

"But where has he gone?"

We were right. This is about Richard, isn't it?

-Did Joanne find out?

-I would never betray her.

This isn't betrayal?

I did not sleep with Richard!

Then what were you doing with him?

He was a good man to me.

He was helping you?

How?

Put me in prison, keep me here...

Do what you like to me.

You mean that, don't you?

You would rather be locked away than have to explain all this.

What are you so afraid of?

Well, if Joanne left the hotel that night,

it wasn't through the main door.

But are we sure she was actually there?

Yes, I've got footage of her here, leaving the restaurant 9:32pm,

headed towards the lift, presumably going up to the rooms.

That's as far as I've got.

Hold on, she's talking to someone.

Who's he?

See if you can pick him up anywhere else.

Shall we go in mine?

I thought yours had broken down.

No - loan car. Last one Terry had in the yard.

Nice change.

Good swap.

ENGINE STARTS

'Please state your destination.'

The Castle pub, Armwell Street.

'Did you say the Parcel Club, Amwell Street?'

This is driving me bleeding mad.

'I'm sorry. Please say that again.'

I said, the Castle pub. Armwell Street.

'I'm sorry.'

YOU'RE bleeding sorry?

'I'm sorry. I do not recognise that destination.'

Yeah, I think we'll use my phone.

Do you need anything else, mate?

GERRY: Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

GENERAL CHATTER

-All right, ladies, anything you need, just shout. My name's Lee. OK?

-Thank you.

Lee Connery?

Five O, right?

DCI Sasha Miller. Gerry Standing.

Ain't no drugs in my pocket, officer. Swear down.

Seriously though, there aren't any drugs. Want some drinks though?

Let me take a wild one: half a bitter and...

-Archers and lemonade.

-Psychic.

Just very, very sensitive to the needs of others.

-We're on duty.

-All right.

The ninth of November 2010 - you met up with Joanne Gibson at the Brightling Chase hotel.

Looks like I'm not the only psychic. How'd you find me?

Company logo on your business card.

Yeah. I've had those redone, actually. Thicker paper.

Embossed.

We're a classier act these days.

-Why did you meet Joanne?

-Wasn't the first time.

I know what you're thinking, "Playa".

But that is not a booty call I would answer.

-She just wanted to sell her pub.

-She wanted to sell?

Yeah. Said she'd had enough. Thought it was time to cash in.

Nah, nah, nah. She couldn't sell unless Richard agreed?

Or unless Richard was out of the picture somehow.

Did we buy the place?

Shame, though. Could have made that dump viable again.

Given it a future.

GERRY SCOFFS Call this a future?

No offence, but you're not exactly the target demographic.

-Good. I don't want to drink in a creche.

-Gerry.

Did you speak to Joanne after the fire?

Waited for her to call. She never did.

-Came to her senses.

-Thank you.

You told us that you and Richard sacrificed everything for this place.

That it meant the world to you.

-But Lee Connery was a charlatan.

-He was just a salesman.

It was either sell to him or go under.

It was far more than that.

I mean, the guy was the exact opposite of everything that you and Richard stood for.

Something else drove you towards Connery, didn't it?

Yeah, and it must have been very, very serious.

You knew about Richard and Asye.

He'd been behaving strangely for ages. Evasive.

Keeping things from me.

When I asked him about it, he said it was all part of his plan.

Plan?

To save this place. Find the money we needed.

I suppose I'd rather believe that than the truth.

He was my Richard. Mine.

He had the best of me.

This bloody place had the best of me. And all for nothing.

I could've killed him. Believe me.

But I didn't.

Nevertheless, you see where this leaves us, Joanne.

You've got me on CCTV, haven't you?

How could I have been here, murdering Richard, when I was halfway across town?

PIANO PLAYS

Ooh, Steve, um...

One go, OK? Cos we're...

-That's good.

-Oh, cheers.

SLOT MACHINE BLEEPS

PIANO CONTINUES

The lights are flickering.

Of course they're flickering, it's a fruit machine.

-PIANO STOPS

-Not that kind of flicker.

Is everything all right?

The lights are flickering.

Is it on the blink? It's been there years, that.

Have you ever seen anybody win on this machine?

-Don't think so, no.

-Who installed it?

Every fruit machine in a public house must be licensed and monitored by the Gambling Commission.

Now, the one in the Grenville was installed in 2008.

And according to its service history

had a maintenance check the day before the fire.

Gavin Gibson?

The man who told us he hadn't been near the place in years.

Guv. Take a look at this.

What's Richard keeping locked up in here?

Chateau Tromeur. 1945.

Good year?

Let's ask Marie Antoinette over here.

Gerry. Take a gander.

'45 was a fantastic year.

Now, this bottle of wine is worth 20, 25 grand.

-Wow!

-The plan.

Joanne said Richard talked about "the plan" to get the money he needed. Maybe this is it.

We'll ask her.

Find out why Gavin Gibson lied to us,

what was really going on between him and his brother.

-SAT NAV:

-'You have arrived at your destination, Gerry'.

-Thank you.

'You're welcome, Gerry.'

It knows your name?

Yeah, the manual tells you how to put it in.

She's not bad when you get to know her.

Looks like we won't be talking to him.

-SAT NAV:

-'Where would you like to go?'

It's all right. We're following someone.

'Would you like me to power down, Gerry?'

Yeah, you have a little rest, love.

Gerry, this is a machine not a person.

Course, after the trials, there's the waiting you know? In the end,

after all that, they didn't offer me a contract.

Said I was too short to be a defender. I mean!

What's height got to do with it when you've got speed? That's what I think.

'I'm sorry, can you say that again, Steve?'

What I'm saying is...

Well?

Who were you talking to just then?

-Jennifer.

-Who?

-'Hello, Gerry.'

-She's a good listener.

-Her name's not Jennifer.

-'My name is Jennifer.'

We had a look in the manual.

"We"? You just leave her alone, all right?

-So, what's Gibson up to?

-Oh - here we go.

He was talking to the landlord while he mended the machine. Same as all the other pubs.

BOTH GRUNT IN FRUSTRATION

-Bloody hell!

-Whoa!

It's incredible.

GERRY CHUCKLES Tell you what,

-this is better than that time we got locked in the off-licence.

-Much better.

-Gerry.

-What?

David Halburton.

SIREN WAILS

Six lorry loads of alcohol smuggled in from the continent in a week.

Plus the stuff you were getting from Halburton.

Meanwhile, the fruit machines helped you sift out

the pub landlords with money worries and a twinkle in their eye.

Then you offered them the chance to fill their cellars with knock-off booze.

I'm guessing you didn't think to give Customs a call?

You had a built-in distribution network.

Why not use it?

How much cash would your brother save getting all his booze tax free?

-Couple of grand a week?

-Enough to keep the pub alive, anyway.

-Was Joanne in on it too?

-No.

You and Gavin. You and Richard. Gavin and Richard.

Right little web of intrigue.

You knew that if you put "Champagne" on the label of this swill

instead of "Sparkling English Wine", it would fly off the shelves.

You don't care about taste and techniques.

You only are about what you've always only cared about: profit.

You can take the man out of the city...

Rich came in with us to save the pub but he didn't want Jo anywhere near it.

-Why not?

-Cos she's naive, that's why.

Still believes that old-fashioned hard work can get you through anything.

But you don't?

I live in the real world.

So, is this stuff genuine or did you fake that, too?

I made sure it was genuine.

What was Richard going to do with it?

Sell it. After its value had increased sufficiently.

It was a sound investment strategy.

Far more so than stocks and shares.

Booze is for drinking. Sharing. It's not an investment.

No?

Within 18 months, he would have been able to finance

the repairs on the building and pay off all his debts.

You really think that's worth drinking away?

Did both of you fall out with Richard or just one?

He was my brother.

So both of you were there that night.

What went wrong? Who's covering for who?

One of them did it, but we need to put them in the Grenville Arms at the time of the fire.

I hate to say this, but at this point we should be in the pub with a pint.

-We're not taking this to the pub.

-But we do our best work there.

Excuse me. What is this?

-It's a nazar. The Turks believe they ward off evil spirits.

-I see.

Asye and Gavin?

Tell us about these.

Gavin's the one you told your mum about, isn't he?

It wasn't Richard.

This is from Gavin's collection.

Did he not tell you about the camera in his bedroom?

-That was careless of him.

-Classy of him.

OK, let's start again.

You were seeing Gavin at the time of the fire.

-Are you still together today?

-No.

-Why? What happened? What came between you?

-Bit more than a visa.

You're scared of him. You're scared of Gavin.

Asye, Joanne and Richard, they liked you. They trusted you.

They were my family.

-Well, then don't they deserve better than this?

-Yes.

Joanne? Doesn't she deserve better?

I would have told her, but I thought...

I thought he would hurt her.

-Gavin?

-Why would he hurt Joanne?

Asye.

If Gavin did what I think you're suggesting,

he is going to prison for a very long time.

He won't be able to hurt you or Joanne.

I saw him burn Richard's body.

What's on that thing anyway?

Celtic/Rangers Cup Final, 2002. A classic.

Asye will stand up in court and swear that you met Richard in the Grenville after closing.

She will also swear that before you set fire to the pub, you woke her up.

What a gent(!)

You've been living with this on your conscience for four years.

You must be knackered.

All right.

I did go to the Grenville after closing.

But I didn't talk to Richard.

I never got the chance.

The front door was unlocked, so I walked in.

Called his name. There was no answer.

The cellar door was open.

'At first I thought it was a break in.

'And then I saw him lying there.

'It was like he'd crashed out after a session.

'But then I noticed the blood.

'I went to dial 999, but something stopped me.

'I realised that every bottle in that place'

would lead you lot to me.

'I'd already woken Asye up and told her to pack a bag.

'I didn't expect her to come down to the cellar.

'When I realised she'd seen what I'd done, I panicked.'

SHE GASPS Go, go! Get out!

You say one word and I will find you!

Now, take that and get out!

I didn't go round there to kill my brother.

Why would I? I loved him.

Then why did you go? Another one of your deliveries?

He wanted some help shifting the Normelle.

The piano?

He was getting rid of it.

But it's been at the Grenville for decades.

-Well he wanted shot of it that night.

-Why?

PIANO PLAYS

MUSIC STOPS

HE SIGHS Another pint.

Another story.

That night I'd had a couple of pints,

nothing out of the ordinary, and I fancied one for the road.

'And after I'd paid for it I looked at my change.'

Richard, I think you've made a mistake. I gave you a 20.

No, you gave me a tenner.

Are you sure about that, Richard?

Cos I've just been to the cashpoint

and they're only dishing out twenties.

'And he looked me dead in the eye.'

You gave me a tenner, Jason. Now drink up.

'And I thought,

'"well, fair enough, I must've had much more than I thought."

'But when he opened the till, I saw it.

'He tucked it down, casual like.

'But he knew I'd seen it.'

And all he had to do was put his hand up

and say he'd made a mistake.

-And he didn't?

-No.

See, you don't scam your friends.

Anyway, when things cleared up a bit I tried to have it out with him.

And he started manhandling me, you know?

Trying to get me out, as if I was some bloody punter.

And then it hit me - that's all I was to him, was a punter.

Not family.

And not a friend.

Just some bloody punter to chuck out onto the street.

And... And suddenly, you know, everything I'd ever thought about this place, it changed.

Do you know what he said to me?

He said he was going to get rid of the Normelle.

Have Gavin come round, burn it that night.

He said that the only reason that he'd let me play

was because Joanne felt sorry for me.

And the worst of it is that I believed him.

So, I wanted to get my own back on him.

So, at closing time I hid in the gents,

in the store cupboard there that Richard used to hide in when he was a kid.

And when everyone had gone Richard went upstairs,

I went down into the cellar.

'I just wanted to get something to take home.

'Get me own back.

'So, I grabbed the first bottle from his precious cabinet.

'But Richard caught me.'

Give me that bottle, Jason! Jason!

'Well, he wasn't going to call the police, was he?

'With all that illegal booze lying around.'

Give me the bottle!

GRUNTING

But, you know...

In that moment, I felt that we were all square, you know?

And when this place went up in flames, I felt as if I'd been forgiven.

As if I had a guardian angel who was looking after me.

But ever since then, the only thing I want to do...

..from when I first open my eyes in the morning...

..is to make it up to Joanne.

Because Richard was right, you know?

She really does care for me.

So, ever since, I've been paying her back.

Day by day.

Pound by pound.

S-song by song.

Richard was trying to save this place. Protect you.

Thank you.

For what?

Richard never betrayed me, did he? With Asye?

Not for a single second.

SHE SOBS

Haven't even got a bloody hanky.

Not very dignified, is it?

I think you're incredibly dignified.

And I think Richard would be very proud of you.

He wasn't a bad man, you know? He was just...

..my Richard.

These boys look a bit athletic, don't they?

-We can take them.

-You bloody take them.

That number 16 looks like a complete nutter.

Where's Gerry?

He's picking up the car from Terry the Tow - don't ask.

The tournament starts in 20 minutes. We can't go out there with three men.

Well, what about Griffionado here? Though you said he was worth two?

I'm ready for this.

Just make sure I get the ball in the final third.

Look, I said I wasn't going in goal, right, and then this turns up.

We need your natural agility between those sticks, Gerry.

Put these shin pads in.

Oh, thanks.

What took you so long?

Oh, I got Terry to make a little improvement.

Didn't you say it was perfect?

-SAT NAV:

-'Have a nice day, Gerry.'

"Gerry"?

-GERRY CHUCKLES

-Weirdo.

REFEREE'S WHISTLE BLOWS

You should've passed to me at the end there. I was totally unmarked.

Well, if you hadn't nutted my cross to the goalie's right...

No, no, no, no, no. Everything in his body language suggested

he was going to dive to the left.

-Oh, come on.

-Haven't you ever seen a goalie throw a dummy?

-I've never watched a football match.

-What?!

-What?!

-Well, you must've played in one.

-That was my first.

What about all these tricks? You know, the shoulder thing and that. What's all that?

-Yeah, what about the dribbling?

-Well, it's basic physics, isn't it?

I just read up on a basic technique.

Look, the main problem is we're over 40 years too old

and there were only four of us.

Yeah, we were lucky to get nil.

-Ah, my man.

-Your usual.

-Well, look at that!

-Pete, well done, there.

-Cheers, Pete.

-He knows our usual.

-We've been coming here too often.

-I don't believe it.

I've never had a usual. Not anywhere.

"When you have lost your inns, drown your empty selves,

"for you will have lost the last of UCOS."

ALL: UCOS!

THEY CHUCKLE

# It's all right It's OK

# Doesn't really matter If you're old and grey

# It's all right I say it's OK

# Listen to what I say

# It's all right, doing fine

# Doesn't really matter If the sun don't shine

# It's all right I say it's OK

# We're gettin' To the end of the day. #