Ted One Night

This programme contains some strong language.

What's your name?

I told you...

..I found it.

I was just handing it in.

That's what you're supposed to do, right?

Are you sure you don't want to give us your name?

Or...where you live?

I'm going to ask you about this picture.

It was taken last night near the Lakemead Estate, shortly before an attack took place.

One man was seriously assaulted. Another was shot...

That looks like you...

there in the middle, am I right?

That's you there, isn't it?

Bit young to be hanging with boys like that, aren't you?

This other one was taken eight minutes later.

It doesn't look good.

It looks like you're running away.

What happened?

What did they make you do?

# Is this the life

# You would have hoped for?

# Is this the life

# You would have died for?

# But how things change

# Ooohhh

# It's still the same

# Is this the life

# You would have wished for?

# Is this the life

# You would have killed for?

# But how things change

# Ooooh-ooh

# Yet still the same

-RADIO:

-'At the moment, schools are said to be under-performing,

-'with fewer than 35% of pupils getting five good GCSEs...'

-PHONE RINGS

'..including Maths and English.'

-Hello?

-'Michael Gove says the number should rise to 50% by 2015.'

'Schools that don't manage it, will be taken over by...'

'..in this tiny hamlet in Devon. I don't know whether

'you can hear the drill going behind me.

'Security man has turned up

'and he's putting hard board and plywood on the gate...'

-PHONE RINGS

-'..do we want to be eating meat,

'that is so cheap that it's put small farmers out of business,

'and that, er, comes from animals who have been reared full of antibiotics and deeply unhappy?'

-PHONE RINGS

-'Why are you so involved in this particular campaign?

'My friend, Tracy, made a film and I was very moved...'

Excuse me, was it you who asked for charcoal?

It was me. Thank you. PHONE RINGS

Sorry...

-Ted Dennis.

-'Yes, it's Jeffrey Harrison here.'

Oh, yes, hello.

'I've been thinking long and hard, and I'm afraid the answer's no.'

-Wait... No, wait, Mr Harrison...

-'Look, Mr Dennis, I haven't got long.'

Those specs aren't set in stone, you know,

-I quoted you top of the range on the splashback and fittings..

-'Please, let me finish.'

We can tweak those, you know, we don't need to go with the Ultraline on the drawers,

there's other touch-and-slides, we'll get rid of them.

-'Mr Dennis...'

-Yeah, you're right about the breakfast island,

it's over-egging it,

so, we'll run the worktop along in a clean line, bring in the balconies...

Let me do another set of drawings, give me a couple... Hello?

Hello?

HE SIGHS

What...

What?

-Harrison's pulled out.

-Oh, Ted...

It was an open goal. An open bloody goal!

Did he say why?

No. He just...he just hung up on me.

Five units,

that would have been...

..two duplexes..one penthouse.. Oh, Christ...

He's been playing me off, ain't he?

All along, I betcha. All along.

KIDS CHATTER

Excuse me!

I think you dropped something. There's a bin just there...

Hello?

Chelle! Man's tellin' you off!

No, I'm just asking you politely.

Sorry, what?

How hard is it to put it in the bin?

-Put what?

-That. Hmm?

The bin couldn't be nearer.

-So YOU do it, then, mister.

-Hey?

-You got a problem with that, Nik?

-No.

-You got a problem, Chelle?

-Not really.

Look!

Look, there's a bloke from Hungary, comes every morning

with his cart and broom, he makes the place spotless -

you girls come out, it's all messy again.

-Well, maybe if it wasn't for us he wouldn't even have a job, would he?

-THEY LAUGH

You know what?

You're selfish!

Get a life, man, you fucking loser.

That's put the dampers on tonight, hasn't it?

We were supposed to be celebrating.

I put bubbly in.

It doesn't seem right now.

What do you reckon?

-Those bloody girls.

-Eh?

From the school.

I asked one of them to pick up her rubbish.

All you get is abuse.

You know the type, all... earrings and attitude.

So, what do you think?

Course, no-one does anything. No-one gives a stuff.

Are we having it, or not?

-Well,

-I

-do.

-I

-do.

I live just down the road.

I've just had an incident with one of your pupils.

Would you like to speak to Mr Patel, the Deputy Head?

-OK.

-Who shall I say it is?

Er, Dennis. Ted Dennis.

Right, Mr Dennis, take a seat.

Thank you.

Mr Dennis...

want to come through, please?

And, er, to top it all, she was abusive.

Abusive?

Yeah, the, um, the main girl. The, um, ringleader, I suppose.

She, um,

you know, she... she called me stuff, um...names.

-Names?

-Well, "loser".

-Loser?

Well...she...

She actually said, "You fucking loser".

-PHONE RINGS

-Sorry.

Yes? OK. Sorry, won't be a sec.

Right.

Yes, hi, it's Raj Patel here...

Look, is there any chance we could do this at about 4:30, say?

Yeah, I've just come in from his funeral, as a matter of fact,

and I'd need to clear it with his mother first.

Also, I've got a couple of timetabling problems to sort out for tomorrow.

We're right in the middle of our exams, so if we could... Yeah.

Yes, thank you. OK, speak to you later.

-This is a bad time, maybe I should...

-Can you describe her?

-Um...well...

-Any of them?

Um, they were 16, 17 maybe.

Um...

The girl was tall...ish.

This is the sixth form.

-Mixed race.

-Strictly speaking, our jurisdiction

stops at the school gates, but we take antisocial behaviour seriously.

I...

School trips to Nepal, now.

Oh, yes.

Used to be Wookey Hole!

How's, er...

Mike?

He was doing Spanish and Business Studies, wasn't he?

He's working in Snappy Snaps.

Oh, OK.

That's her, I think.

Rochelle Gooding. OK, I'll have a word with her.

I... I mean, I don't, I don't want to be cranky.

You've got more important...

-No, thank you for coming.

-What I mean is, um,

if you don't say anything...

Quite right. Thank you, Mr Dennis.

No, thank YOU.

-Thank you.

-Bye.

-BOYS LAUGH

-Oh, he's so brave...

He's SO tragic.

'So...

'..you were just WATCHING the attack?'

What did you see?

Did you want to join in?

Did they try and... make you join in?

See, the longer you sit there, and don't say anything...

..the more I start to think you're hiding something.

I know, it looks like we're ganging up on you, doesn't it?

We're not. We're on your side, actually.

Barney, here, is a solicitor, a lawyer.

He's here to make sure the questions I ask you are fair.

She's from Social Services.

She's here to make sure we treat you OK.

And I think we should try and contact your parents...

your mum? Dad? Be good if they were here,

wouldn't it?

And I'm here to sort out the story.

Well, two stories, I think.

One is, you find a gun, and you come here, and hand it in.

That's...that's good.

Very public-spirited of you.

But then we have this other story,

and I don't think they quite...fit together.

You're scared, course you are.

How old are you? 12?

13.

You see,

I think...

you've got caught up in something you didn't like.

Am I right?

Where the hell have you been?

I went to the school.

-The school?

-About the girl. I spoke to the Deputy Head.

Ted, we've got people coming.

Well, someone's got to say something.

Look, you haven't done all the kebabs yet.

Said he'd have a word with her. Don't hold your breath.

Anyway, all you can do is say your...

Can we stop going on about this?

OK. It's OK. It's done and dusted.

Here.

It's OK. You know, it's going to be all right tonight.

It's been a while since me and Kenny got together, you know, just social.

OK.

Shore things up a bit, I think. HE CHUCKLES

He was a bit snippy, Harrison.

-You know, he said I was late.

-Were you?

Ten, 20 minutes.

-Oh, Ted.

-It's not my fault, they're digging up the Clapton Road again.

No time for lunch. Doughnut, at the flipping Wildbean Cafe -

scalded myself on a coffee, it's a nightmare.

You... You didn't...

Didn't what?

No, I didn't. And I don't want you talking about that tonight, either.

I don't want him thinking I'm...

What are you doing? I said we were eating outside.

You checked the forecast?

Rainy... Sunny...

Make your minds up.

Look, I'm sorry I snapped.

-I just don't want it to be an issue, OK?

-Yeah,

you told me. I won't bring it up.

Look...

Bob and Malcolm were let go...

last month. Kenny's started taking on these foreign kids.

One from Krakow, one from Bratislava.

You know, straight out of uni.

There's a glut, he can name his price.

Course, they don't have a bloody mortgage, do they?

You're all right though, aren't you?

LETTERBOX OPENS

-Ooh...

-What is it?

-Oh, no!

-What?

-Oh, no!

-What?!

-It's a condom. Look!

-Who put THAT there?

It just came through the bloody box, didn't it?

Urrgh, it's got stuff in it!

Look, Ted, someone's just done that, wait! Don't leave me!

Ted!

CHURCH CLOCK CHIMES

HE GROANS AND PANTS

GIRLS CHATTERING

Number withheld.

Well, ain't you going to answer it?

-Hello?

-'Rochelle? It's Mr Patel at the school.'

-Mr Patel?

-What's he want?

From the estate.

-My God, you look white. Sit down.

-All right, all right...

Here...

drink this.

I'm phoning the police.

Leave it.

Sally...

They're not going to do anything. Just write a report.

Get the barbecue ready.

It's close, innit?

Right...

Now what?

Forgot the charcoal.

Must have been when Harrison phoned.

I had it in my flaming hand.

You've got to go out again?

Everything's so bloody uphill, isn't it?!

WOMEN ARGUE

This is the last time I shop here, I swear to God.

Could you send Derek down, please? Yes, now.

You stand here, you get a load of abuse...

-Excuse me!

-Sorry, can you ask someone...

-Are you out of charcoal?

-Look, um...

You work here? You know, the um, the briquettes.

-We've got disposables.

-No, they're useless. I've tried them before.

So you've got no charcoal?

The weather's been hot.

So why don't you get some more in?

Top-down bureaucracy.

Sorry, I've got to take a call.

-Can you go and check, while you're about it?

-All right.

Hello?

Oh, hello.

-When are you having your BBQ?

-Tonight.

What a shame, they're not coming in till tomorrow.

-Anything else I can help you with?

-Pff...no.

-Can I help?

-You're the man, aren't you?

-Sorry?

-You phoned the school this afternoon.

You live at Sunny Park Road.

Oh, look, all I was doing...

Well, thanks!

-What?

-I got suspended.

-MAN'S VOICE:

-Chelle!

Um...

Yo, Chelle! What's going on?

Look, I... I can't...

I'm in bit of a hurry, just...sorry.

RADIO NEWS PLAYS

'..Philip is here with the sport...'

I saw the girl!

Oh, hang on, hang on...

What you saying?

I saw the girl.

-You know, the one I went to the school about.

-Oh, yeah?

Just now, as I was coming out of the shop -

she got suspended!

Suspended?!

-Yeah.

-Blimey!

-I know.

Bet she didn't thank YOU.

Well, she had a right hump, yeah.

Still, make her think twice about it next time, won't it?

You know, that deputy head, he's getting it done.

Ooh, we've got to get a move on. Got the stuff?

Just one of them disposable boxes.

Oh, they keep going out, don't they?

It's all they had.

Oh, anyway...

Look, I've...

done the kebabs.

I've started on the dips.

-What's on these?

-Teriyaki.

What, from the bottle?

Yeah.

I was going to make it fresh.

We haven't got time.

And I want you to, er,

put these away in your office...

Right, I'm going for a soak.

-What shirt do you want me to iron?

-You know,

I keep rewinding it, in my head. I don't know...

I don't know what else I could have done.

SHE SIGHS

Oh, look...

..Kenny will understand.

He will. Everyone's having a lean time, right now.

It's been four months now, Sal.

PUMPING HIP-HOP MUSIC STARTS

MUSIC BLARES

KIDS CHATTER

Oh, man...

Sorry, got shook-up.

Right opposite us.

See that?

You know, this is to do with HER. Betcha.

-What?

-The girl.

Eh?

-All from the estate. All talk on their mobiles, don't they?

-They're always out there.

That condom could have been her, too.

How do you figure that out?

Got a friend to do it. Out of spite.

Oh, this is giving me a headache. Can we try and forget about it now?

It's only 7:30pm. They're off their heads.

How old do you think they are?

Just when we got people coming. Perfect(!)

-Oh, no, that's not on...

-Oh Ted, they're here!

Oh, look at her bump!

-Hello!

-Hello!

-Hello!

-Hey, too late, it's all gone!

-Oh, sorry!

-There you go. Look at that. Whoa!

-Kenny... Hello!

-Hello!

-Sorry! We had to wait half an hour - cab driver from hell.

-You're so brown!

-Maldives!

-He turns up, he can't even be 16, I swear he's half stoned...

-Ooh, look at you, when are you due?

-November!

-Winter baby!

-..his girlfriend hitches a lift in front, didn't she?

Oh, that was a right cheek!

-Every time he changes gear, I think the car's going to break up...

-We were on this island,

-you could walk round it in five minutes.

-..we end up in a dead end round the back of Iceland!

I said to Dawn, I said,

-I don't think we're going to come out of this one alive!

-HE LAUGHS HEARTILY

What, Castle Mews?!

How do you end up there? Didn't he have a Sat Nav?!

A Sat Nav? Are you joking?

Did you see the state of that jam jar we turned up in?!

I'm starting to peel, though, look... Look!

You should come in for a scrub. I'm Mondays and Wednesdays now.

Oh, thanks.

-Kenny's booked me for a day at the Berkeley...

-Ooh!

..for a pamper!

Ooh, are you listening, Ted? Ooh, stand still, you've got hairs...

Eh?

They look like dog hairs.

Eh?

Oh, Kenny, I told you, didn't I?

Hey, champagne, not just any champagne...

-Come on, I want to hear all about the Harrisons.

-Kenny, no shop, you promised.

All right, all right!

-Whey!

-Ladies first!

-Ladies first! There we are!

Baby loves Champagne!

-Ooh!

-So you two getting away?

-We were going to go to Majorca...

-Lovely.

..but Ted checked the hotel on TripAdvisor - 12 good reviews, one bad one...

Yeah, there was building work.

..so we cancelled. Anyway, I don't want to talk about it.

Wake up to a flaming drill every morning...

-Anyway, cheers!

-Shall we?

Yay! Cheers!

Are we sitting down?

Right, Dawn, you sit there. Kenny...

Lovely.

-Oh, here you go... here you go, love.

-Thank you.

All right?

MUSIC PUMPS FAINTLY Sorry about all this, by the way.

About what?

The racket.

Oh, yeah, now you mention it.

Kids from the estate.

Well, it's summer time, isn't it?

-Ta!

-Police say it's their worst time - it all kicks off.

-Ta.

-Yeah, right opposite us.

Ted reckons they're doing it deliberately.

What d'you mean?

It's a long story. You don't want to hear.

Nah, shut up, go on.

Come on.

OK...

I, I went to the shops this afternoon, I come back,

there's a gang of school girls, you know, screaming,

chucking litter around...

Oh, they can be right madams, can't they?

-That's salsa, that's tsatziki.

-Ooh, lovely, ta!

Anyway, one of them drops a crisp packet,

there's a bin, two feet away...

Ted made it!

..so I asked her, politely, to pick it up.

All I get is abuse. I mean, this girl, she's clearly the ring leader,

-you know, leader of the pack, Ms Dynamite...

-Showing off in front of her mates.

Yeah, but I think, you know, right, someone's got to say something.

So I go to the school, I see the Deputy Head...

-You made this tsatziki, Ted?

-She just said, he made it, didn't she?

Anyway, so...

so, I go in there and I say, you know, I know they're busy,

and I don't want to be cranky and all that, and he gets out the year book,

and I pick the girl out, and, um...

he says he's going to have a word.

-Yeah, don't hold your breath.

-No, wait...

Anyway, anyway... I forget the charcoal, so,

I go back to the shop, I see the girl there.

She walks up, she's got the right hump, cos she's been suspended!

-Suspended?

-Yeah.

-What a result!

-Right.

-Just for dropping litter?

-What do you mean, JUST for dropping litter?!

-That's a bit over the top!

-Whose side are you on?!

-Ted, go on.

-What?

Well, you know, the letterbox.

Oh, yeah...

-So we were on the stairs...

-Oh, they've got stones in, by the way.

So we were on the stairs, right, and I hear the letterbox go,

I think, that's a bit late for post, you know, maybe it's a flyer...

Tell them about the condom.

-I was about to.

-Condom?!

-Yeah, on the doormat.

-You're joking?

With you-know-what in.

-Urgh!

-What? Semen?!

-Leave it out! Ooh!

-You see who did it?!

-No, just came through the letterbox.

-They CAME through the letterbox?

No, the condom came... came through the letterbox.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Who'd do a thing like that?

Ted thinks it's the girl.

-No, a friend or something.

-So you reckon these kids outside are trying to wind you up?

-Yeah.

See, they're all from the estate, you know, they talk. There's a grapevine, ain't there?

-Did you call the police? You know, about the condom?

-What can THEY do?

Well, they can get the DNA, or something?

-Well, they've got their hands full, haven't they?

-Well,

I'm with Ted, if you don't say anything or do anything...

-I thank you.

-Where are the parents, anyway? That's what I'd like to know.

-Top-up, anyone?

-Hm. Lovely.

Well, these kids, you've got to

-feel sorry for them, a bit.

-Oh, I'm fine.

-Don't you think?

-Why we got to feel sorry for them?

-Ta.

I mean, living on The Lakemead.

Actually I will, ta.

All right!

They've got nothing to do, nowhere to go.

How do we know? We ever actually set foot in the place?

It's grim. Just look at it.

Cheers.

Cheers!

MUSIC POUNDS IN BACKGROUND

Hmmph!

Actually...I've had enough of this.

-I'm going to have a word. Nip it in the bud.

-What, go out there?

-Yeah, be all right.

-Kenny, Kenny, Kenny, I can handle it. You stay put.

-We'll go together.

You're not going out there?

Just have a polite word. Won't do any harm, will it?

-Ted, don't start trouble.

-ME start trouble?

-There's a gang of them.

-We can take care of ourselves, can't we?!

-Yeah!

Sssh, sssh, sssh...

SILENCE

-Hm!

-Hm!

KENNY CHUCKLES

-Hm!

-Hm!

Ted, it's spitting, we're coming indoors!

THUNDER ROLLS

CHATTERING

The eagle has landed!

-Oooh!

-Wow!

I don't know why you came in, it only rained a couple of minutes!

-Look at that!

-I'm not sure I could eat anything now.

What?

Me neither.

You are kidding!

-We've been stuffing ourselves on crisps!

-For crying out loud.

Do you want to share a fish kebab?

-Yeah.

-No, no, no, if it's too much bother...

-All right, don't go off on one!

-I'm not, I'm just saying the box was a dud, it nearly died on me...

-So how'd you get it going, then?

-Well...it was a saga, I can tell you!

-I could have done them under the grill.

-Yeah, well,

when I tell people to come for a barbecue, we have a barbecue.

All right, Ted, don't worry. Dawn eats like a bird, anyway!

-All the more for us, eh?

-HE CACKLES

Look, um, seabass teriyaki... pork in a mesquite rub...

lamb chops, Greek style - done a skordalia to go with them -

that's a...that's a garlic dip -

you ain't got any one-to-ones tomorrow, have you?! THEY LAUGH

Look at this! Whoa!

Ted, I tell you, when you put your mind to something...!

Kenny, um...

About Harrison's.

Yeah, come on, I want to hear it, all chapter and verse.

Well, for a start, he was a bit off, today. Something about him.

Off?

OK, I was late.

You know, I was... They were digging up the Clapton Road AGAIN.

First it was the drains, you know, then it was the gas,

then it's the cable, then it's the drains again...

-Yeah, I get the gist.

-And I swear, I did those plans three times,

he's been a problem from day one.

Ted, I was going to tell you this tomorrow...

Kenny, I pulled the bloody stops out...

GLASS SMASHES, WOMEN SCREAM

Sally! Jesus Christ!

I cut my arm.

-Oi!

-No, Ted. Call the police... call the police!

-Let me get past.

-Call the police!

-Let me get past.

-Call the police!

They're getting away!

You don't know how many of them are out there. You could get hurt!

And you could have got killed! Let me go!

-You stay down there with Sal, Ted!

-I'll call the police.

It was those kids.

It was those kids who were out there earlier.

Out of bloody control, mate.

-BOY SHOUTS:

-Come on, Kyle, come on, come on, don't hang around there!

T-Ted!

-You could have killed her!

-Ted! Christ!

You little scumbag!

Get off me!

Get his legs.

Get off!

-THEY GRUNT

-Put him down, put him down!

-You OK?

-Yeah!

They said they'd be here in...oh!

-We got one of them.

-The police coming?

-Five minutes.

-Oh, Ted, are you all right?

THEY STRUGGLE

You want me to get Theo?

-He's in Cyprus.

-Who's Theo?

Neighbour. Works in LA Fitness.

You OK, yeah?

Never...felt better(!)

TED PANTS How long did they say?

-Five minutes.

-Let me go!

-MOBILE RINGS

-You're not going anywhere!

-Who's that?

-It's not me.

-It's mine!

-Get it, get it, get it off him.

Yeah, go and call your mates, why don't ya?!

Chuck it, Ted, chuck it!

Here...

-What's happened?!

-Oh, my God, he's bleeding!

-Ted?

-I didn't mean to...

-Ted, what did you do to him?!

-I was just trying to...

-Is he OK?

-Never mind about him!

-You're so dead when my brother hears this!

-Oh, yeah?

He'll cut you! He'll come for you. He's in Lakemead.

-He's a boss.

-Lakemead?

-LMT.

-What's that, a gang?

-Durr.

-Yeah. I've heard of them.

-You heard of them?

-What's he say?

-Nothing!

-What's that about a gang?

MOBILE RINGS Bloody phone again!

-Didn't you turn it off?

-Here, keep him still, keep him still.

MOBILE CONTINUES TO RING

He'll come for you! I swear, he'll break your...leg...

-Oh, I can't watch.

-Let me go!

You're not going anywhere.

-How old is he?

-I got to go home.

-He's only a kid, isn't he?

-I got a test tomorrow.

-Aww...

You should have thought of that before you came out looking for trouble!

What school do you go to?

-Lakemead.

-Will you stop asking him stuff?

-Sorry.

-My son went to Lakemead. He don't go round smashing windows!

MALE VOICES APPROACHING

Ohh - that's his friends - they heard us!

-Don't say a word. Shut up!

-Shh!

CAR PULLS AWAY

-Oh, my God, I'm still shaking.

-I'll get you a sweater?

I'm OK. Ta.

How long did the police say?

-Five minutes.

-Well, it's gone five minutes!

-I don't like this. I mean, what are we getting into here?

-Go and call them again.

Tell them we got one of them here.

-We're doing their bloody job for them!

-And hurry up!

They come here and see that kid knocked about with his face bleeding,

-it's Ted that's going to get done.

-'Police, emergency.'

Oh, um, yes, Sally Dennis here, 264 Sunny Park Road.

We put a call out...

'264 Sunny Park Road?'

-Yeah, we'd like to cancel it, please.

-'Sorry?'

-He could go to court. He could get a record.

-'Hello?'

-No, we want to cancel.

-'I can't cancel the call, Mrs Dennis.'

-But we don't want you.

-'I'm afraid not, you reported criminal damage.'

-What's this?

-Oh, God help us, two phones.

Give it back!

Gooding...

A shit photo.

-There's a girl called Rochelle, ain't there?

-She's my sister.

-I knew it. It's the girl.

-Eh?

-The one I had the ruck with.

-The one that got suspended?

Yeah. I knew it. I knew it.

She got suspended? Chelle?

-Yeah.

-Why?

-Dropping litter. Treating me with a load of abuse.

I complained about her to the school. I thought that was why you were...

-You shopped her?

-Yeah, she was out of order!

-My mum's going to go mental.

-Well, that's not our problem, is it?!

She's got A-level tomorrow!

-I tell you, my brother hears this...

-Anyone want a coffee?!

No, just get the bloody police!

Look, I didn't ask for her to be suspended,

but that is no reason to go round trashing people's houses, is it?

-I told you I knew nothing about it!

-Oh, come on, you've been out there all day, waiting to get even.

I'm not stupid!

-I didn't know you grassed her, I didn't know she got suspended!

-Why were you running away?

-I weren't!

-He was, wasn't he?

Yeah.

Yeah! You've been out there all day with your mates, I saw you!

Is he all right?

I hate that hedge.

Eh?

Why's it got buttons?

It's a honeysuckle.

So gay.

He's off his nut.

-Kenny.

-What?

-Can you lock it?

-Yeah. Come on.

Come on, get up.

Get off!

Get in.

-In you go, in you go.

-No!

BANGING AND SHOUTING

BANGING STOPS

BANGING

Paedo!

Cut you up, I swear!

-Leave him, leave him, Ted.

-But that's my stuff.

-He's as high as a kite.

-He'll come for you!

'We got a 999 call last night.'

A couple reporting their window being smashed.

Wife was in a right state. Got cut. Glass flying everywhere.

Right in the middle of dinner, can you believe it?

They live on Sunny Park Road.

That's just round the corner from you.

You did say you lived on Lakemead, yeah?

Ah.

Anyway, you come out of Lakemead, you turn left,

and it's just on the corner. Nice road, opposite the park.

Smashing a window.

Sounds like the kind of thing kids would do.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you...?

Anyway, what's it got to do with this, you ask?

Well, I think...

Actually, I KNOW there's a connection between that

and what happened later on Lakemead.

Seen that man before?

What are they doing?

Dishing out speeding tickets? Christ knows.

Let's see what the hell's going on.

What's taking them?

-Where is he?

-In the shed.

-What?!

-How long did the police say?

-Ted, let him out of the shed.

-What?

-I want you to let him go.

-No!

-Yes!

-I told you, I was right, that kid is her brother.

-What?

-The girl! That's her brother!

-The girl you complained about?

-Told you it was to do with her.

-Oh, my God.

-Yeah.

-What were you thinking?

-Eh?

-Getting her suspended!

-I didn't ask him to suspend her.

-Kenny...

-What have you started?

-Kenny...

-What have I started?

-Do you think we should...

-You agreed with me!

-What?

-You said it'll make her think twice.

Sorry, guys. We've got, we've got a babysitter...

-Make your bloody mind up!

-Well, they'll come for us now!

-Who?

-His mates, her mates,

that gang he was talking about. They know where we bloody live!

-Where are the keys?

-Sally, listen to me...

No, YOU listen to ME!

You just can't leave it alone, can you?

Can't just walk away, or turn the other cheek! No, you've got to

do the right thing and stick your oar in!

Oh, we could have had a nice evening, but no!

Our house is being vandalised, some kid smashing up our shed,

Dawn's upset and Kenny's upset and I'm upset

all because of a fucking packet of crisps!

Oh, it's my fault, is it? You want me to apologise, or something?

-Yes.

-What?

I think you should go and speak to the girl.

-Go and speak to the mother.

-You want me to apologise?

Yes, smooth things over.

-You want me to go to The Lakemead?

-Yes.

-And apologise? Are you insane?

Look, we've got to let him go! Just give me the key, Ted.

Guys, guys. Hear me out here.

-Ted, the thing is...

-We really need to let our sitter...

-She's got a French exam tomorrow.

-I'm sorry.

-No, you go.

-It's just she's only 16. I promised her mum and dad...

Tell you what, Dawn.

-Why don't you go home and I'll stay?

-We don't have to go now. I just think we better book it.

-All right, have you got the number?

-Yeah, I've got the card.

Police'll be here in a minute, anyway.

They won't be in a rush.

I tried to cancel them, didn't I?

Come again?

They take a look at that kid, they'll do you for assault.

-You cancelled them?

-I tried to.

You seen how old is he? Think about it!

Kenny. Sorry, did I hear right?

-Ted, the thing is, do we know for certain it was him?

-What?

We didn't actually see him break the window.

-But he was running away.

-But we didn't see him.

-Oh, no!

-He wasn't even out the front, we caught him in the alley.

-No!

Look, Sally's right. We could get done for false imprisonment here.

-Whose side are you on?

-Oh, it's not a question of sides!

-Oh, I'm on my bloody own here, am I?

-I can't talk to him when he's like this, Sally.

-Go on, then! Get your bloody cab!

-Oi! I said I'm staying, didn't I?

-No, your babysitter's waiting. Off you go!

-Ted...

No, I can handle it! You don't have to wait.

-What are you trying to prove?

-I'm not trying to prove anything.

Look, I know you've been under a lot of stress...

Oh, really?

Yeah. I can see it's getting to you. Everyone can.

-Oh, can they?

-Yeah, the guys at work..

-Oh, do tell!

-Look, we're worried about you.

Don't patronise me!

-Ted...

-Ted, we've all had a lot to drink, mate.

Go on, spit it out! I know what you're trying to say!

-What?

-I'm washed out! I'm finished!

-Ted!

-I know I haven't got four languages!

I know I haven't got PowerPoint, or a bloody PhD

from Krakow university! I know I'm not 25!

Ted, easy. Slow down.

But I care, OK?

Down to the last bloody detail.

I pull the stops out. I go to the wire for you every bloody time!

But does that mean anything to you? No!

Because you run that place like a bloody bricklayers' yard!

-Don't talk to me like that!

-Kenny, please!

Yeah, well, I'm sorry. Sorry if that's not good enough.

Yeah, I'm sorry I shouted at a girl!

-I'm sorry I ruined your evening!

-Ted! Get a grip!

I'm sorry I tried to do something when they smashed up our house!

I'm sorry I blew Harrison's! I'm sorry it rained!

-Ted? Ted.

-Ted!

-Ted!

HE STRUGGLES FOR BREATH

Ted?

Shall I call an ambulance?

-No, just let him sit.

-Is he all right?

-It's happened before.

-What?

-He wouldn't go for a scan.

-Scan?

-Ted.

-Are you all right, mate?

-Ted...

Ted, you're OK.

We're here.

-Are you sure you don't want us to call an ambulance?

-No.

OK?

I threw up.

What test you got tomorrow?

IT.

It wasn't me.

Kenny, I don't know what came over me.

Give us that number, will you?

Hang on, did you say you blew the Harrison's?

I think...I pushed too hard.

Maybe that's what's been happening.

I've been pushing...too hard.

They said yes.

No, they said no.

He hung up on me.

He phoned the office, he said he was talking to you

but it kept breaking up, he had a plane to catch so he called us,

gave us the go ahead, cos he wants to start next Monday.

I thought you knew.

But why did he say it was a no?

Maybe he was talking about the granite.

You'd been given a big old number on the granite,

maybe he wanted marble, I don't know. I thought you spoke to him.

Christ.

Is that them?

Yeah.

-Dawn...

-Bye, Sal.

-Thank you. Take care.

-And you.

-Take care.

-Thanks, darling.

Bye, Ted.

Thanks, Kenny.

Kenny, listen.

You know, what I, what I said...

I thought you were letting me go.

I was moving you up.

I needed someone to run the showrooms.

You've been in sales for 15 years, Ted.

That's too long for anyone.

Are you all right? Hello, mate. Are you all right?

CAR DRIVES OFF

Do you want me to...?

CAR DOORS SHUT

Good night.

You're shaking.

Come here.

-You know all I wanted... all I was trying to do...

-Shhh.

You were right.

Excuse me, I'm looking for a girl called Rochelle. Rochelle Gooding?

I've got her brother's Oyster card and mobile. He dropped them.

Faraday. 106. It's that one over there.

Right. Thank you.

SHOUTING IN DISTANCE

-MAN:

-Catch him, he's there, I can see him! Get him, man, lift his legs!

-SECOND MAN:

-Help!

PUNCHING AND SHOUTING

What's going on?

Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?

Hey! What have you done to him?

What have you done to him?

'There was someone lying in the yard.

'There was a man trying to help him.

'He was shouting, "He's hurt, someone get help",

'but they weren't listening.

'They just kept walking towards him.'

GUNSHOT

'Then I saw who it was and I knew right then,

'that it was all my fault.

'Cos if I hadn't taken the long way home from school,

'I wouldn't have run into the girls, or argued with the man,

'or got called in by Mr Patel, and the whole thing would never have started.

'That's hindsight, isn't it?

'You see, there was only one thing on my mind

'when I got up that morning.

'There was just one more day to go. Tomorrow I'd be free.'

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