Episode 4 Nick Nickleby

She shouldn't be out in the cold, Nick.

My idiot nephew reported you. That's why they're inspecting.

So it was Nick Nickleby himself who was perpetrating the abuse?

You know, don't you?

About Dotheolds? You knew all along.

The care homes are yours.

As long as you have the capital.

I have an investment partner. He's highly respectable.

-Look after your sister.

-My sister? What's he done to her?

I could slip something into Kat's drink.

As long as you're willing to make it worth my while.

Money is no object.

-That's my sister you're talking about!

-What are you playing at?

-He was going to drug you!

-Come off it!

No more drugs in drinkies.

Drugs? I can only apologise, Vladimir.

You can do more than that!

I want Nick Nickleby buried.

-NOGGS:

-Nick had ruined Ralph's billion pound business deal,

but Ralph had a plan to make him pay.

And he wanted me to do the dirty work.

By this time tomorrow morning.

No lies, no tricks.

You have to prove yourself, or else.

I'm sorry, Ralph. I can't do it.

Know thyself, Newman.

It's the only thing you're good at.

Everything else, it just doesn't work, does it?

I'll do anything.

Just not the boy.

Do you want me to hand him over to Hawkovsky?

-Perhaps they'd make a more creative job of it.

-No, no!

I'll do it.

Good.

Do you know who this old woman is?

What old woman?

You didn't think I'd leave you in there all night, did you?

-HE CHUCKLES

-That's the spirit!

Get to your bed, or else!

PHONE RINGS

Hello, Mr Nickleby!

There's an old woman running around with my nephew.

Is she one of yours?

There was a Mrs Smike in our care,

but, well, she went missing the same night your nephew did.

And you didn't think to tell me that?

I didn't want to trouble you, sir.

'Well, she and my nephew'

are out to destroy me, thanks to your incompetence.

I'm sorry, sir.

Listen, just get down here immediately.

Again? But I've only just...

Just shut up and listen!

Get down here and I want it dealt with, do you understand?

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

I want you to take her back to Dotheolds.

And the next time that she leaves...

..it'd better be in a box.

KNOCK AT DOOR

I'm sorry. We didn't have anywhere else to go.

We'll be gone before the wedding, I promise.

-It's the day after tomorrow, right?

-Right.

Where are you going to sleep?

Good night, Nick.

HE DIALS NUMBER

PHONE RINGS

Hi, Newman, it's me.

'Look, I need to ask you something.'

Where are you?

'At Maddy's.'

The girl who worked for you.

Maddy Bhray?

Listen, Ralph has got Kat

involved in something dodgy. and I need to know what.

-I can't help.

-'You must know something.'

You asked me...

-'I've got to go.'

-HE HANGS UP

What are you doing down here?

Looking for you.

Do you mind?

What do you want?

The truth.

The date with Hawkovsky

was never just meant to be dinner, was it?

SHE LAUGHS

Look at you.

In your PJ's.

Like you're, oh, so innocent.

You know full well he wants more.

You always did.

Uncle Ralph would never...

Uncle Ralph!

Grow up!

This is a business

and you're nothing more than a bargaining chip.

None of us are.

A bargaining chip? In what?

A deal. Worth millions.

If you and your brother don't screw it up for everyone.

You should be flattered, really.

To be sold by my own uncle?

Well, you could see it that way.

Or you could turn the situation to your advantage.

How?

You'll figure it out.

If you're not as dumb as you pretend to be.

HE SIGHS

HE TYPES MESSAGE

TEXT MESSAGE TONE

SHE SHOUTS Daddy!

HE SCREAMS

HE CLOSES ZIP

Never surprise a man when he's zipping up his flies!

Noggs has got the address. We're to meet him there.

Go and spend a penny, Franniekins.

We've got a long drive ahead.

THEY SNIGGER

Mrs Smike?

Sorry to wake you, but you've got to hear this.

I've been dreaming.

I was a girl.

In the fields.

The sun...

My uncle...

he's got this big deal coming up.

I've been searching on the net.

The net? SHE LAUGHS

I found it, Mrs Smike.

What he's been up to.

A massive deal to take over

-every care home in the UK.

-Nick...

..if I needed your help...

-..to read something...

-Are you listening, Mrs Smike?

All the care homes in the country will be like Dotheolds,

if we don't do something right now!

I don't think I can.

Are you not feeling any better?

I just need to rest.

Can you manage without me?

Without getting yourself arrested?

-SHE GIGGLES

-Yeah, but...

I could stay.

No, no.

This is important.

You go.

PHONE RINGS

Vladimir, I was just about to...

No, no, no. It's all in hand.

You'll have the girl tonight.

No, I won't let you down.

I'll be in touch.

Kat, how did you...?

I wanted to surprise you.

Looks like it worked.

No, I was discussing someone else.

It's all right, Ralph. I know all about it.

I'm not as stupid as you think.

How are you going to get me to do it?

I have absolutely no idea.

Well...

..it's lucky I'm prepared to accommodate, isn't it?

-What's that?

-A contract.

If you stand to profit from this, why shouldn't I?

You want the family debt written off?

And enough to get us started somewhere else.

It's not too much to ask for my family.

So what do you say, Ralph?

Do we have a deal?

I'd say...

..you're a lot like me.

Boo!

MAIA GIGGLES

Mrs Smike.

-Shouldn't you be in bed?

-I'm up now.

Thought I'd make myself useful.

I can manage. You sit down.

We're no use, Maia, you and me.

I've got to figure out a way to get all of this

to the community centre.

I can take some for you.

No, you can't. But...

you could help me

by looking after Maia while I do it.

She seems to like you.

I'd love to.

Yes! Ooh, eeeh!

Let's go for a walk. Yeah.

Go for a walk.

Anything else I can help you with?

That will be all, Ms Knagg.

Verisopht?

You said you'd something for me?

An advance copy from my contact at Cheerybles' office.

You were right.

-It's a glowing report.

-You should have more faith in me, Verisopht.

It'll go to the committee this afternoon

and then the contract's yours.

As long as the figures add up.

I'll have the final paperwork done tomorrow.

You can have your share when it's all official.

I don't suppose, seeing as it's already in the bag...

I don't give advances, Verisopht.

No, no, no, not cash.

Just a little treat.

Seeing as I've been such a good boy.

Ms Knagg?

Would you care to join us? Thank you.

What can I do to help, Mr Nickleby?

Would you mind giving Mr Verisopht

a private tour of the luxury suite?

I'll settle with you later.

Of course.

Follow me.

You're a good sport, Nickleby.

# Lullaby and goodnight

# You are mother's delight

# I'll protect you from harm

# And you'll wake in my arms. #

SHE SOBS

HE KNOCKS ON WINDOW

Wakey, wakey, Mr Noggs!

I'll go in first.

Get Nick out of the way.

You stay out of sight and I'll keep you posted.

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

Mr Noggs.

Sorry to trouble you at home.

Nick Nickleby told me he was staying here.

-He's gone out.

-When did he..?

When do you think he'll be back?

I'm not sure.

Would you like to come in and wait?

Thank you.

That'd be perfect.

Mr Cheerybles?

Sorry, did we have an appointment?

You need to know.

My uncle's not what he seems. If you don't stop him,

he'll be free to mistreat

-thousands of people in his care.

-I'm sorry, who is your uncle?

Ralph Nickleby. I'm his nephew, Nick.

VIDEO GAME BEEPS

Muzz, I just need a hand carrying the main course.

-HE GRUNTS

-It won't take long.

I'm winning!

I'll take you.

My car's outside.

You're a lifesaver, Mr Noggs.

It's in the kitchen.

She's in the room upstairs.

Kids' stuff on the door.

Wait for me to come out with the girl,

and I'll leave the door on the latch.

Send security down here now! Get back!

I'm not going to...

-You terrorized those residents!

-No!

I never harmed anyone! You can ask them!

-I did. They told me everything.

-They must've been bullied into saying it!

I have no reason to doubt my findings!

Why would I come to you now if I'd done it?

Something terrible is about to happen, Mr Cheerybles,

and only you can stop it.

Well, perhaps, if you could provide me with some evidence,

then I'd be prepared to investigate.

But, failing that...

I have all the evidence you need. Mrs Smike.

Mrs, who?

She survived years of abuse at Dotheolds.

I can bring her to you.

Very well. But you'll have to be swift.

My report is due at noon.

-HE WHISPERS

-You stay here. Make sure she doesn't give us the slip.

SHE WHISPERS Sounds like a plan, Daddy-pie!

Don't forget the rope!

-HE SHOUTS

-Ta!

SHE SNIFFS

Frannie Squeers.

From Dotheolds Hall Care Home.

Don't mind us. We've come to collect Mrs Smike.

Is that the new Christmas dinner flavour?

Time to go home.

Mmmm...

Tastes like...

..stuffing.

SHE MOANS

HE SNIGGERS

Is he your dad?

Him?

Marrying his daughter. Tomorrow.

We take sick folk as well as old folk.

Anyone on death's door.

Give us a call.

If you need someone to take him off your hands.

Wouldn't cost you a penny.

We're experts at wangling the funds.

'Frannie, my darling?'

Maybe I'll see you around, then.

HE GRUNTS

SHE CLICKS CAR ALARM

-Aren't we going to tie her up?

-There's no need.

She can't wait to go home, can you, Mrs Smike?

Yes!

Who were you talking to, Franniekins?

Drumming up new business, Daddy.

-HE CHUCKLES

-That's my girl!

Perhaps you'll think twice about crossing me next time.

Your little deal with Hawkovsky.

I'm sorry.

I really hope so.

Because next time, I may not be so understanding.

Muzz, have you seen Mrs Smike?

Mmm-mmm.

Newman, Maddy, where's Mrs Smike?

She was looking after Maia.

Maia's asleep in her cot.

She's not well enough to go out.

-Squeers.

-Who?

He's taken her. I have to go.

I'll take you.

It's OK.

I hate goodbyes, anyway.

How did they find us?

They had no way of knowing.

The only people I told were you and Kat.

And Kat wouldn't have the address.

NICK FALLS TO GROUND

MUFFLED DIGGING

Newman?

Newman?

Newman, why are you doing this?

I thought we were friends.

Afternoon, all!

Look what we found in London!

Just in case anyone thought

running away was a good idea,

we thought you'd like to see what happens when you leave our care.

And what happens when you get back!

That's right. A few nights in the cooler is what happens.

Come on, Mrs Smike.

But you can't! She's sick!

I've had just about enough out of you, Bolder!

In fact, I've had enough out of the lot of you!

Go to your rooms, now!

But it's too early to go to bed.

I said, move!

Lock them in, Franniekins.

I'll take care of Mrs Smike.

And then we can have a well-deserved night off.

Goody!

Come on.

Come on!

Move it!

We've got to get to Nandos! Come on.

-NICK SOBS

-Please! Please!

You don't have to do this.

Whatever my uncle's said, there's a way out.

-We'll work it out.

-Shut up!

I know you. You're better than this, Newman.

I should have left you in that cell.

This is what happens when you try to help people.

-No, we can't let Ralph win!

-He's already won!

He always wins. There's nothing we can do.

Will you do me one thing,

after?

Find Mrs Smike.

Make sure she's all right.

I told you to shut up!

SHOTS FIRE

-Newman?

-Just go!

Take the car.

Find her and drive, as far away as you can.

What about you?

It's over for me.

Don't say that.

-HE SHOUTS

-Go!

Before I change my mind.

It's done

I've ordered you a taxi.

Thanks.

If you think about someone else when you're with him...

-you might even enjoy it.

-There is no-one else.

He doesn't have to be real. Brad Pitt or someone.

Is that who YOU pictured when you got that bruise?

CAR HORN BEEPS

SIGHS

I'd be more than happy to make the trip back to London, Muzzy Moo.

Pick up your father-in-law.

ALARM BEEPING

Gotta go. First-class care to deliver.

-You'd better be dying.

-I think I'm going to be sick.

-Well, don't get none on the carpet!

-Ohhh!

ALARM RINGS

Hurry up, all of you.

Come on. Come on! You're lucky I don't leave you to all in there to burn to a crisp!

Hurry up, it's like Dawn Of The Dead here.

Come on, shuffle along.

It's like the front row of a Daniel O'Donnell concert.

Keys, keys, keys.

Yes!

Mrs Graymarsh?

Here.

-Mr Cobbey?

-Here.

Mr Bolder?

Here.

No fire that I can see.

Well...

we'll just have to find out who set it off, then, won't we?

Nick.

Animals.

Nick.

Let's get you out of here. Come on.

SHE COUGHS

Is that blood?!

-I need to take you to a hospital.

-No. No! No, please!

It's all right, Mrs Smike, they'll take care of you.

That's what they say.

That's what they always say, but it's a lie.

They lie.

All right. All right. No hospitals, I promise.

We'll go somewhere else.

Keep me with you.

Where do you want to go?

The farm.

It's not my farm any more, Mrs Smike.

Please. The farm.

In Devon.

OK.

Look at you.

Not the little girl I first met.

Thanks to you, Uncle Ralph.

I've taken care of the old woman and my nephew

and as you can see, my niece is ready for you.

I have own pen.

Thank you.

The pleasure will be all mine.

Come. Sit down.

Come closer. I want to look at you.

I fancy a drink. Do you want a drink?

Er...yes, a drink.

Er...we have beer, wine, champagne...

Champagne.

There's more. Er, gin and tonic, whisky...

Champagne. I make romantic gesture.

Nostrovia.

Cheers.

HE BURPS

Actually, I need the loo.

Tinkle, tinkle, it is all you women ever think about.

I...I don't want to be thinking about it.

I want to think of you, Vladimir.

Come on!

I were ill, Mr Squeers, honestly!

I'd been eating too many sweets.

The alarm is right outside your room.

Where's Mrs Smike?

I don't know.

Frannie!

You know,

I have had many girls, from every country in the world.

All very sexy - like models.

But none were as lovely as my English rose.

Sorry...

You are nervous. That's natural.

I am very powerful man.

Just think of me as...father figure.

Oh...

-..you don't like to play sugar daddies?

-No...

OK, OK. Forget that.

We go to the bedroom, yes?

No! Actually, Mr Hawkovsky, I'd rather not.

-I know - you want to do it here!

-No, I... I can't do this.

You want me to chase you through apartment.

And then I catch you and we will fall, laughing, to the floor.

Oh, you like leopard pants.

I wear them especially for you.

Stay back!

Don't touch that!

I mean it! Don't come any closer!

Please put the umbrella down.

GROANING, CHOKING

Calm down, it's just a scratch!

Are we here?

We're here.

Mrs Smike?

Dr Brightside? Sorry for calling so early.

It's Nick Nickleby.

THUNDER RUMBLES

He's gone now.

My dad?

Taken away.

Passed away, Mrs Smike.

SHE COUGHS

It's all right, Mrs Smike. I'm here.

You found me.

Yes, I found you.

(WEAKLY) # You are my sunshine

# My only sunshine

# You make me happy

# When skies are grey. #

HE SNIFFS

-We have to do something.

-I thought you were dead.

-Where's Mrs Smike?

-You killed her. You and your dad and Ralph.

I know this woman.

He has to see what he's done.

I'll show them your file!

You came to me, begging for help. And now you're with this...this boy.

I'm not going to let them hurt anyone else.

Grinning skulls. That's all you are.

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