Carol One Night

You've not given me your name.

PANTING

You've not been answering my questions.

We found gunshot residue on your clothing.

And now you'd better start thinking hard,

because we've just heard from the hospital.

One of the victims died 20 minutes ago.

This is now a murder investigation.

Can I go home, please?

Just for a bit.

Then I'll be back, I promise.

I swear on my life.

-You know, I'd feel much happier if there was a parent, or guardian...

-Or a name.

-My line manager's...

-Calling you back, yeah, you said.

You're not going anywhere.

This programme contains some strong language

# Is this the life

# You would have hoped for?

# Is this the life

# You would have died for?

# But how things change

# Oh-oh-h!

# Yet stay the same

# Is this the life

# You would have wished for?

# Is this the life

# You would have killed for?

# But how things change

# Oh-oh-h!

# Yet stay the same. #

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I wasn't going anyway.

Exactly.

-Hmm. Yeah. I heard she was going...

-Cashback?

Hmm, no, exactly.

-Gastric band?

-Sorry?

You got a Plus Card?

-OK.

-Yeah, hmm.

Type in your pin, please.

All right, OK. Yeah, lovely, yeah. Well, I'll see you there later.

-TANNOY:

-'Colleague announcement, can...'

Right.

BEEPING

CASH REGISTER WHIRRS AND OPENS

Have you, um...?

-Do you want cashback?

-Hmm?

-You got a Plus Card?

-Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm paying by cash.

'You know the best thing about teenagers?

'The mornings.

'Letting that first chink of light into their tombs,

'the fragrant waft of footwear,

'finding 300 quid in someone's sock drawer...

'..guessing who might have put it there.

'Makes a change from 50p down the back of the sofa, doesn't it?'

-What you doing, Mum? Get out! What?

-This "what." Found it in Ky's drawer.

-So ask him.

I don't want a negotiation, I just want to know who you got it from...

Mum, I don't know what you're talking about.

-I said I want to know who you got it from...

-I don't need this.

'Anyway, the thing to do is to keep talking, just keep the channels of communication open,

'so you try to see it his way, he tries to see it your way...'

..when you're probably all nice and fun to be with and all that.

All I get is what's left over, and do you know what that is? It's a piece of shit.

-Where you going?

-Work.

-Oh. Work(!)

-What do you mean?

-I phoned last Tuesday.

It was the day after Danny got killed.

Look, I stayed with his mum.

I thought they wouldn't give me the time off, so I told them I was ill.

-That's the only time I lied.

-Oh.

Oh, right, so, what? So, that bit you lied, um, the money bit you didn't lie,

and all the other times... Oh, Christ, I'm losing track here.

-You won't listen to me!

-I don't care about you dropping out of your job, I don't care.

Look, I'll just write it off, like everything else,

-but I don't want your brother and sister getting sucked in!

-It's not my money!

I don't want you infecting them!

'And if you go over the top, say something maybe you wished you hadn't,

'I mean, it's not the end of the world, is it?'

Sorry, sorry, sorry about that. I should have made a list.

Always should make a list...

I'm so sorry, sorry.

-OK?

-Yes, sorry.

Oh!

'They know how to press your buttons, see?

'That's what they're hardwired to do.'

OK, if it makes you happy, it is. I hid it in Ky's drawer just for fun, right?

I met a guy, didn't I? Showed me how to mix crack with benzocaine.

£500 for 15 minutes' work.

How's your day job going?

'So what you've got to do is, you've got to be patient.

'You've got to stop and breathe in,

'take nice, long, deep breaths, count to ten,

'and back off a bit.'

I'm sorry. You're right. I should have asked Kyle.

I just...

I'm just tired.

Yeah.

-I just... I thought that...

-I'm not...

'Tell him you love him...'

..I swear.

'..and cut him some slack...'

'..however...

'..you're tired and you've got a headache,

'so...you kind of improvise.'

'£500 for 15 minutes' work.'

How's your day job going?

'That's a first for us both.

'Guess I'm not a morning person after all.'

SHE SNIFFLES

DOOR SLAMS

MUSIC ON RADIO: "Take My Breath Away" by Berlin

-RADIO:

-'Good afternoon, April Marshall, through to six.

'If you, like me,

'are looking forward to a lazy, sun-soaked weekend working on that...'

-Oh, hi.

-Hi.

-Sorry, miles away.

-Sorry about that.

-Nah, you deserve a medal.

Is Kyle coming over tonight? Only, he, er... Gabriel was saying something.

-Oh, I forgot, are you sure that's OK?

-Yes, no problem.

We're out at a do, but Riyako could make them some dinner

and she'll have them in bed by 10.30. She doesn't do backchat.

I could do with her at our place.

I'm sure you'll cope fine. Have you got much longer?

Er, three hours yet.

Well, at least it's cool in here.

Yeah.

Hang in there.

See ya.

Oh, I told Rochelle to...

-It's £1.25.

-I know. I just need the code.

SHE SIGHS LOUDLY

-Sorry, is there a problem?

-I just want to pay for my stuff and get out, all right?

We need the barcode to track stock levels. You'll be the first to complain if I don't have it.

(Bitch.)

What did you say?

What did you say?

Nothing.

What did you say?

What did you say?

Look, why don't you have the barcode?

Er, I think it's 44109978387285, but I just need to check.

-That meant to be funny?

-Do you know what? I think you're probably a nice person,

but at the moment, it's buried under a lot of crap.

I've got a phone call. Staff phone.

Hello? I'm talking to you!

-A man. Said it was urgent.

-Is it Jake?

-Don't know, Trudi took it. Don't be long, it's mental today.

-Hello!

I think that crap is, you have trouble filling your days, you can't get rid of the jowls

and if you had your life again, you'd never have had kids.

What, and you're just going to stand there?

I'm really sorry...

Did you hear what she said? This is the last time I shop here.

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

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

Excuse me?

-Sorry, can you ask...

-Are you out of charcoal?

-Look...

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

We've got disposables.

-They're useless. I've tried them. So you've got no charcoal?

-The weather's been hot.

-So, why didn't you get more in?

-Top-down bureaucracy?

Sorry, I've got to take a call.

Can you check while you're about it?

Hello?

Oh, hello. When are you having your barbecue?

-Tonight.

-Oh, they're not coming in till tomorrow. Shame.

Anything else I can help you with? No?

MOBILE RINGS

-Hello?

-'Mrs Gooding? It's Mr Patel here at the school.

'I just tried you on your work number. I'm sorry to trouble you,

'but Rochelle's been involved in an incident.'

-Rochelle?

-'We had a serious complaint from a local resident.

'She got caught up with a group of other girls...'

-Got any garden sacks?

-Sorry?

'..an argument about littering. He said they were abusive.'

Rochelle?

I see.

All right - aisle number 9.

I can't talk now. Yeah.

He just phoned me.

He says I can't go on the trip.

I don't need this, not today. Have you got a Plus Card?

-All I said was...

-Why get involved? Why get sucked in? Cashback?

No, thanks.

-Look, can you just talk to Mrs Preston about the trip?

-Is that all you're worried about?

Could you do this somewhere else, please?

-We're going to blow this.

-I'm not going to blow it.

-Well, how did it go today?

Oh!

I think it was all right.

-Well, what does that mean?

-It's me that's trying to get into Oxford!

I'm going to see Mum tonight. I won't be back until late.

-Could you have this conversation another time...?

-Rochelle?

-Rochelle!

-Carol...

OK, Rochelle, I want you to go home, I want you to get your head down,

OK? Promise me? There's no time for dog-walking tonight,

so cancel the Lerners.

-Carol! You've got customers.

-Yeah, OK.

Hi. You OK?

Are you OK?

TILL SCANNER BEEPS ECHO

Hello?

Hi. Are you OK?

I see you haven't taken annual leave in a while.

I'm OK.

I think you need a break.

Oh. Is that what you think, is it?

Nira says you're obviously upset about something today.

HE CLICKS AND UNCLICKS PEN NIB

-I'm aware that you've had issues at home recently, and...

-Can you stop doing that?

Carol. Where do you see yourself in five years' time?

'What's the best thing about your job? Easy.

'The leaving do.

'You know, whip round. The big card.

'"Keep in touch! Bev, (Accounts)."

'Going to All Bar One and getting felt up by someone from HR.

'Why is it people only start to appreciate you once you're gone?'

Ready?

Let's go for it.

One, two, three, two, two, three.

# We three kings of Orient are

# One in a taxi, one in a car... #

Danny, it's your time you're wasting.

Excuse me, could you wait outside?

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

Jake was rude to one of the youngest girls.

The word he used was unacceptable.

He says he didn't.

He's lying.

Look, Katy Manning has Down's syndrome,

-and, look, it's not the first time another child has...

-It's her word against his.

Danny, I said wait!

So I would respectfully ask you to give him the benefit of the doubt.

And put him back in the play.

OK, look.

Um, well, I've recast now. He'll have to be a blade of grass.

Blade of grass? Jake rehearsed King Herod.

-I made a costume for King Herod.

-I'm sorry, I've promised Rohan now. He's learnt the part.

So has Jake.

Jake, do your line.

Give me your taxes!

Why can't you have two King Herods?

Two King Herods?

Mary's wearing trainers, you've got seven wise men,

carrying bath salts and Ferrero Rochers. Stable's a tent from Argos.

You needn't get too hung up about historical accuracy.

And never call our son a liar again.

THEY BOTH LAUGH

Pasta. Did it with tomato, you know that one on the telly?

I'll clear it up.

Where's Rochelle going?

Ain't gone far, has she? Left her phone.

-What happened to your face?

-Nothing.

-Mum?

-Not now, Kyle.

Mum, we're going.

Wait!

I'm going to Granny's, so I won't be back till late.

I'm sleeping over.

-Not on weekdays. How many times have I said?

-Gabriel's.

-Oh, right. Remember to...

Please and thank you, yeah. Back in a minute, Alf.

How's your mum, Alfie?

Oh, she's OK. she's got chemo tomorrow, so...

Do you want me to take her? I'm free now.

Um, n-no, no, it's OK. Thanks anyway.

Come on, Alf, we're late.

See you later.

Oh, Ky? I found some money in your drawer.

Ky!

'You and your mates. Bet you stick up for each other, don't you?'

They look out for you, you do the same for them.

If something goes wrong, you pull together.

That's what mates are for.

Right?

Like lawyers. If Barney cocks up, his mates all close ranks.

Social workers, the same.

If Karin drops a clanger, they all cover each other's backsides.

Like any gang.

But there are some times you've got to speak up.

It's not easy, I know.

They're everywhere, those stickers, aren't they?

Along the walkways.

In the stairwells.

In the lifts.

"Don't be a snitch."

Thing is...

Do you know what "joint enterprise" means?

It means, even if you didn't pull the trigger,

even if you were just standing there,

you weren't even egging 'em on, you weren't even laughing,

just watching.

Even if you were at the back,

doing nothing,

you're still guilty in the eyes of the law.

So.

Tell me about Jake.

-I told you.

-Cos he's already got a conviction, hasn't he?

Armed robbery, right? Had a knife, didn't he?

-You're badgering my client.

-Got four months, didn't he?

-I don't know...

-He'd get worked up after what they did to his best mate, wouldn't he?

-I said...

-You were there!

-I didn't...

-Who gave you the gun?

I told you. I found it.

-TV:

-'Well, everybody is now safely seated inside this wonderful Grade I listed building...'

-How's Jake?

-Fine.

Why hasn't he been to see me?

-I told you, he's been in Thailand.

-What?

-Thailand.

-How long was he out there for?

-Four months. He's back now, I told you.

God help us. Oh, all those drugs out there.

I hope he stays clear of all that. He's very young. He's not streetwise, you know.

Anyway, he's got a job in a kitchen, training, so he's going to come and see you soon.

Am I going to see his photos? He's bound to have taken lots of photos.

-He lost them.

-Eh?

-He deleted them by accident.

-Eh?

-His hard drive crashed.

They don't keep them in albums now. They put them on their computers.

I know that.

Why didn't he put them on Facebook? Like Rochelle does.

She was showing me photos of that concert she was in. Carmen.

-Carmina Burana.

-Eh?

-Anyway, I'd better be...

-Lovely kids, though, aren't they?

Never a hint of any trouble.

You don't know how lucky you are.

-I know.

-Mm?

-I said I know.

-VOICEMAIL:

-'It's Jake, leave a message.'

Hi, Jake, it's Mum, eh, trying again.

Eh, did that really happen this morning? Um, call us, will you?

I just want to know you're OK. OK, bye, love.

Oh, oh! I got it - trainers.

-No.

-I give up.

-T..T..T..tickle!

-I can't see a tickle.

-I can. There's one.

-There's another.

-Stop it!

-No, there's four other people.

-Oh, she's here, look.

-Hiya!

-Managed to get a table?

-We got here half seven.

-Just as well.

-Scrum, wannit?

-Have a drink?

-So, what happened?

Nira said you nearly passed out at work or something.

-What did he say?

-Here we go.

LAUGHTER

"Carol, where do you think you'll be in five years' time?"

On a beach in bloody Phuket, thank you!

-Click, click, click, click.

-He does that with his pen!

I just took my badge off and walked.

-You walked out?

-You never!

-You quit?

-Yeah, I tried to find you.

-No wonder he got a nose-bleed.

-Blimey, you need a drink.

-No, later, later, yeah.

-What, you really quit?

-Are we out already?

-Oh, I'll get it.

-Go on, Carol, have one.

-She said she don't want one.

-OK!

-Here, get some crisps as well.

-What ones?

-It don't matter.

-Don't be daft, come in tomorrow, we'll sort it out.

-No, I can't go back now.

-What are you going to do? I'll put in a word for you.

-No, they won't have me back. I was mental!

No, I put you on the spot today, and I'm really sorry.

No. She really stuck it to this woman.

You know the sort - shades, designer bag, the sort who looks down her nose at everyone.

Yeah, you know - you know the type. You know, the one who puts mascara on to go to the shops.

-I wish I'd had the balls to say it.

-Say what?

-Look, I better go - I'll see you later.

-Good luck!

-See you!

What did she say?

-Look what came through the cat-flap.

-Hiya!

How the bloody hell are you? Hey!

-You had cancer?

-Oh, I wish!

-I see you had me billed.

-Yeah?

I thought I was just doing the open mic.

-You don't have to bloody audition.

-I haven't done it for a year.

Oh, crap, you're not going to tank on me, are you?

-No, it's all new material.

-What, no Plus Card?

-All new stuff.

Ah! You look awful, by the way.

You've aged and you've put on weight.

Actually no, no, you're losing it. Skinny. It doesn't suit you.

-Oh, sounding lively. Couple of birthdays, group down from Hitchin.

-Hitchin, Hitchin...

Hen night, I think.

You're on third. After Shadi.

Shadi?

-Shadi Solemi.

-Hm?

-Iranian-American, been on Comedy Central?

-No.

Do you keep up with anything?

-Why's he here?

-It's a warm-up for Edinburgh.

What? And you put me on after?

He's got a gig later on at the Pleasance.

-Can't I go on first?

-No!

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

Shadi Solemi-i-i-i!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Now, then, I'd like you to give it up for our next act.

She's been off the radar for a while, dodging the DSS.

LAUGHTER

But the bitch is back. Give it up for Carol Gooding!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Oh, I hate that part of myself that hopes the other acts are shit.

He was great, he was great.

He's got to go back to Tehran next week for jury service.

Shouldn't take long, though,

he's just got to pick out his stone...

LAUGHTER

Yeah, got to be medium-sized.

Apparently, small ones just bounce off,

and the big ones just knock 'em out and that's no fun for anyone, is it?

Yeah, it's got to be medium-sized.

LAUGHTER

Don't get me wrong, through. I think they should have it over here.

Except not for loose women, obviously.

That'd be the female population of Hitchin wiped out.

No, for the person who threw themselves under my train

last Tuesday at Mile End,

holding us up for two and a half hours.

Yeah, apparently he survived, but if he's still up for it,

I'd happily finish him off.

LAUGHTER

The person in front of me at the NatWest cash till this morning...

Yeah, he got his cash out, checked his balances,

ordered three paying-in books,

bailed out Portugal...

LAUGHTER

If I'd had a rock...

Who else? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Archaeologists.

We've been waiting for five years

for the shopping centre across the road to open,

all because some idiot found a little bit of Roman crockery.

OK, so what?

2,000 years ago, someone had a cup of tea.

LAUGHTER

Get over it!

Who else? Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, people with normal kids.

I hate them.

They're out there right now,

doing what any normal kid should be doing, you know,

listening to loud music, getting drunk,

falling into skips.

LAUGHTER

MY 17-year-old daughter

is at home, revising.

She watches Question Time.

I said to her the other day, I said...

SHE PUFFS AND EXHALES

"Are you happy?"

and do you know what she said to me, do you know what she said?

"Relatively."

LAUGHTER

"Relatively?"

Where did I go wrong?

I did my best, you know, I chain-smoked in the house,

I sat her in front of the telly all day,

she had all the Turkey Twizzlers she ever wanted,

and this is how she repays me.

She didn't know what an orange was

till she went on that school trip to Barcelona!

RAUCOUS LAUGHTER

I knew I should never have let her go.

Are you all right there, Hitchin?

-HEN PARTY:

-Yeah! Woo!

Oh, bless them, you still don't know what an orange is, do you? Ahh.

Ahh, it's OK, I like to try and reach out to all types -

Muslims, gays...

single-cell organisms.

LAUGHTER AND GROANS

Ahh, look at them, look at them.

You thought this was a Harvester, didn't you?

LAUGHTER

No don't laugh, don't laugh - it's not right, it's not right.

So there she is, she doesn't drink, she doesn't smoke,

she's still a VIRGIN.

My husband would say, "Hang on, be patient, give her time,"

but I know she's just doing it to spite me, little bitch.

LAUGHTER

He's not with us any more.

Lost him a few years back, Christmas Eve,

on the Lakemead High Road...

brain haemorrhage, 36,

He was coming out of Carphone Warehouse.

And there he was, all cold and stiff...

..clutching his top-up card.

LAUGHTER

I had to go and visit him one last time in the morgue.

Snapped two fingers off trying to get the top-up card out of his hand.

It had 30 quid on it, come on!

My eldest son, thank God, he's normal. He...

got into Feltham.

The night before his GCSEs,

him and a mate ran up a tab with a dealer,

so they held up a Texaco station with a kitchen knife.

His mate nicked 200 quid from the till,

he took a welly mat and two bottles of brake fluid,

but he still got four months, though.

Four months, yeah.

Then it dawned on me.

Feltham.

Sundays.

Three words that crush the soul -

Rail replacement bus service.

See, you can laugh there, you can laugh there. Or not.

Or not, suit yourself. Um...

That's four words.

-Sorry?

-"Rail replacement bus service."

Um...

Good, someone's awake.

All right, anyway...

So...the first time..

-DEE WHISPERS:

-What's this guy doing?

-HECKLER:

-Not funny!

The other bloke was funny.

Oh.

SHE SIGHS

Hasn't smiled all night, just been sitting there.

Oh, he's checking his messages now.

What's your name?

Oh, he's gone all shy now. Where you from?

Rayleigh.

Rayleigh. Essex. City boy, right?

What's the message say?

Spearmint Rhino find your Game Boy? Hmm.

LAUGHTER

Who wants to see his bonus?

Work for a bank, do you, big boy?

Cos we'd all like to know when we're getting our money back.

-ALL:

-Yeah!

-We're at Barts.

-Barts? Barts?

-We're doctors.

-Doctors? Doctors.

Doctors. Oh, yeah. Walked straight into that one, didn't she?

Doctors, yeah, doctors...

Hands off our lovely doctors.

Um...

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, I know a doctor joke -

the one who saw my husband when he was having dizzy spells,

just looked at the CAT scan and thought

"Oh, heads it's an aneurysm, tails it's a coffee stain."

Um, anyway, that's if you finally get to see them.

I went to A&E the other day

and the nurse told me the waiting time was eight hours.

Eight hours.

She said, "There's other people ahead of you."

So, last Tuesday, I go down to A&E,

go up to the nurse, "What's wrong?" she says.

"I don't know, just put my name down.

"By the time it's my turn, I'll have SOMETHING, won't I?"

"You're going home in the meantime?

"I'm going on holiday in the meantime."

Other people, they're bloody everywhere.

They're even down the supermarket, aren't they?

You've got to plan ahead,

you don't do your shopping then queue up -

you nab your place at the checkout and then do your shopping, right?

Yeah, you slap that little plastic thingy down on the belt,

and off you go.

"Sorry, sorry, I've forgotten the cat litter."

"Sorry, sorry, just forgot the 20-kilogram bag of charcoal."

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot my entire week's shop. What am I like?"

LAUGHTER

Oh, and then over there,

over there is a line of self-service tills - empty.

Why? Why won't we go there?

Because of the voice.

The voice you know you cannot fight.

"Unexpected item in the bagging area."

So you take the vodka out.

"Unexpected item in the bagging area."

So you take out the fruit.

"I knew I should have weighed the fruit." You need your five a day.

So you take out the lemon.

LAUGHTER

"Unexpected item in the bagging area."

"Oh, it's the Valium - I should have paid for it at the pharmacy."

"Unexpected item in the bagging area."

Press the call for help -

"Unexpected item in the bagging area."

So you get your stone out...

BOSH! FWOOSH!

"Unexpected I-Tem in the bagging areeeeaaaa..."

LAUGHTER

-Oh, I got a bloody stitch!

-All right.

-No, look, there's our bus.

-Oh, yeah.

Quick, quick, don't miss it, there won't be one for ages!

I take it back. Who needs the day job?

Did you hear that couple behind us?

When's he said he'll book you again?

Just think, I forked out 50 quid for Michael McIntyre.

-You never!

-O2 - flipping miles away!

-It was good, but..

-Where are we going to go, anyway?

-Istanbul, wasn't it?

-Carol, choose.

-Yeah, you choose.

-I don't mind.

-I'm easy.

You were bloody great with that moron.

-You turned the whole thing around.

-How do you mean?

Well, there was that bit in the middle with Jake.

What about it?

I dunno. I don't think people were sure.

-I mean, I wasn't.

-Sure about what?

It was a bit near the bone. For me.

It's comedy. It's meant to be near the bone.

Yeah, but it's got to be funny.

Oh, so you're saying it wasn't funny?

I preferred the hospital and supermarket stuff.

Yeah, that was great.

So you're saying I can't say anything about Jake?

-That's out of bounds, is it?

-No.

Comedy's about dealing with the truth. Not avoiding it.

-Yeah, but did he know?

-What?

About tonight. Did you tell him were doing stuff about him?

Well, I tried to tell him this morning, but I...

-How'd you think he'd take it?

-It happened a while ago.

Yeah, but Jake can't answer back, can he?

-He has his side of the story.

-Where are you going?

I'm going home.

-Aren't you eating?

-I'm not hungry.

Come for a drink.

No, I'm tired.

-Just the one.

-No, I said I'm tired!

-Take care, yeah?

-Yeah, yeah.

Phone us tomorrow, yeah?

You were tops!

Oh, yeah. Cheers.

SHOPKEEPER SHOUTS

THE MEN ARGUE

-Hey, let him go! Oi!

-Police.

Let him go, let him go, let him go!

-He was stealing, OK?

-He's only 12.

-Police here.

Let him go, I'll pay for it. I'll pay for it.

This has nothing to do with you, OK?

All right, I'll pay for it. Let him go.

I'll pay for it. 10, 20 quid? It's only a bottle of Calpol.

His mum's sick, he's looking after his sister.

That's it, sorted.

You take him home and you give him a good bloody hiding, OK?

All right! Jesus Christ. He's not mine.

SHE SIGHS

Are you all right, Alfie?

Yeah? Is this for Paige?

Yeah.

What...? Hey, hey. Alfie, wait. What's going on?

Paige, she's got a fever. I've got to go back.

-Haven't you got any money?

-Well, Ky was keeping it.

What?

He was looking after it.

We found it in this cash machine.

We were going to hand it in, see, but I had no money...

How much?

300 quid.

SHE SIGHS

Oi! Taxi!

-Where to, love?

-Hoxton, please.

Jump in.

SIREN BLARES

Excuse me. Do you have a reservation?

Um...I need to see Jake.

He works here.

Oh, Jake. Who are you?

His mother.

I'll go and see if he's free. Would you like to wait here?

No, I wouldn't.

Mrs Gooding?

I'm Ross. Ross Walker. I'm Rochelle's Head of Year.

Oh. Hello.

I heard about what happened today. I think it's outrageous.

Well, there's not much...

-Brightest girl I've taught gets suspended...

-Excuse me a moment.

-He's not in.

-Sorry?

Didn't show up. Do you want me to...?

Deputy Head. PR stunt to show he's being tough. It's pathetic.

-Are you Tom?

-Yep.

-Sorry, I'm Jake's mother.

-I don't know where he is.

-So he just didn't turn up?

-No.

-Is that usual?

-It's the first time.

-What?

-OK, That onglet's medium.

He's never missed a shift.

Except for last Thursday, he called in sick.

So he's been OK?

-How do you mean?

-Here. Working here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, turns up on time, does the cleaning, washing,

prepping, saucing, stocks, grill station, rotisserie,

everything we throw at him.

So if you see him, can we have him back, please?

-OK, osso bucco...

-Yes, Chef.

Hi, Ky. Yeah, it's me.

If you hear from Jake, can you tell him to give me a call, please?

I wish you'd told me about that money.

Anyway, bye, love. See you later. Bye. Love you.

Mrs Gooding, you know, this isn't going to affect her chances.

I know the admissions tutor at Merton. They'll bite her hand off.

-Are you all right?

-Yes, I'm fine, thank you.

DOOR BUZZES

SHE SIGHS

SHE KNOCKS GENTLY

SHE HUMS AND SOBS

SHE SNIFFS

'He did, you know.

'What?

'Call her you-know-what.'

Danny Johnson told me in the corridor.

HE SIGHS

I'll kill him.

-Still doesn't matter though.

-What?

Kids do that stuff all the time. It's so trivial.

Sending him home was completely over the top.

She probably started it, anyway.

She called him "shit-for-brains."

THEY BOTH LAUGH

SHE SIGHS

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

Rochelle Gooding?

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

He dropped them.

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

Oh, thank you.

-BOY'S VOICE:

-Rochelle!

Help!

BUTTONS BEEP

Help! Help!

FOOTSTEPS AND ANGRY SHOUTING

THUMPS AND SHOUTS OF PAIN

What's going on?

-That's enough, man.

-Hey!

Hey, Hey. Hey!

SHOUTING

GUNSHOT

SHE PANTS

SIREN BLARES

HEART MONITOR BEEPS

Mum, please, please, pick up.

THE PHONE IS SILENT

KNOCK ON DOOR

PERSISTENT KNOCKING

KNOCKING CONTINUES

-Where's your key?

-I was with you.

-What?

-Tell them I was with you, please.

-Who?

-Tonight, tell them I was with you!

-What happened?

Couple of guys got hurt.

Oh, try and keep it down.

Who got hurt?

Somali kid. And some other guy.

-Look, I tried to stop them.

-Who?

The LMT. He was shot, Mum.

I don't know what to do.

They'll come for me, I know they will...

-and they won't believe me!

-OK, calm down.

-They were all down at Firefly...

-I know.

-I tried to stop it, I swear.

-I believe you.

-They wanted to get them back for Danny.

-I was with the girls.

Kathy and that lot, you know? We went to a pub.

-What time d'you get back?

-Just after eleven.

That's OK.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Just tell them that when you got back, I was here, OK?

-Where you going?

-My room.

No, no, stay here. LOUD KNOCKING

Jake.

Sorry to trouble you. Are you a tenant?

-Yeah.

-We're carrying out enquiries

in connection with a shooting here tonight.

Here?

-Yeah, between 23:30 and midnight.

-Did you hear anything?

No, um, I was out the back and the doors were closed and you don't...

Or see anything?

No.

Is there anyone else here?

Er...

just my daughter, she's asleep, she has an exam tomorrow, my son...

They say there's been a shooting...

-Where?

-Here.

-You didn't hear anything, did you?

-No.

You've both been here all evening and not seen or heard anything?

No, not all evening. I was at a gig with some friends.

Gig?

The Sir Richard Steele, I do stand-up.

What time did you get back?

Just after eleven, I got back, Jake was here.

Jake?

Jake Gooding?

Yeah, I'm his mother, Carol. Why?

We've met before, Jake, haven't we?

Can you wait here a second?

Where's she going?

She's just making a call.

Who? Who's she calling?

She won't be long.

So how did you get into that, then?

-Sorry?

-Stand-up.

Er, I was working on a checkout and started having ideas.

And then just did a guest spot somewhere.

I had a go once - Christmas do.

I did about ten minutes.

RADIO CHATTER

-Who's she talking to?

-Probably the CRO.

The what?

-Criminal Records Office.

-Why?

On this job, there's so much material...

Sorry, can you shut up a moment?

-Yes, 271. Can you call me?

-Who were you talking to?

So both of you are certain you saw or heard absolutely nothing?

Why do you keep looking at him like that?

You sure, Jake?

Jake had nothing to do with this.

-The attack was by a gang with which Jake has connections.

-You've got no evidence.

You've got NO evidence.

OK, Carol, just calm down.

I brought him in. It was me that brought him in.

After the attack on the garage at Lakemead.

-I remember.

-I

-took him to your station, at 5.30 in the morning,

despite the fact that there was no CCTV,

the cashier was an Algerian who didn't want to report it,

we could have walked away, but no.

I took him in, I got him to make a statement, hand over the knife...

-OK, Carol...

-Don't call me Carol.

..which his mate took from the drawer, and used, not Jake,

but the judge didn't bother with details like that

and gave them four months and he was barely 17.

Right?

So if I tell you that he's been with me, here in this flat,

since 11 o'clock and has not left my sight,

I swear to Christ you'd better believe me,

cos if you don't and you think you've got an easy catch here,

you're going to waste your time, your boss's,

your entire army of goons down there

and whoever they drag in from legal aid,

cos he has not put a foot wrong since he got out

and you have not got a shred of evidence

and you fucking well know it!

-RADIO:

-'271.

'271 from Gulf Alpha, are you in a position to receive message?'

Yes, go ahead.

RADIO CHATTER

No trace.

What does that mean?

Currently not wanted.

-If you come across any information...

-Yeah. Sure.

SHE SIGHS

OK.

It was Kyle's.

What?

The money.

It was Alfie Robbins's, actually.

Gave it to him for safekeeping.

So where did you go?

Tom's.

But I just asked him.

Look, he was covering.

Look, I wanted...

..to make me sweat.

Yeah.

You did a gig?

I thought you'd stopped.

I wrote some new stuff.

How did it go?

I got heckled.

It needs work.

Tell us about it next time, will you?

You can stay if you...

No, I've got to go. Just check if I've left anything.

'I just wanted to wake up and find the whole thing had never happened.

'That it had all been just a really bad dream.

'I wanted the day to start all over again.

'The one I was looking forward to, my 13th birthday.'

HE PANTS

'I couldn't sleep, I was so excited.

'We were going to skip school,

'Ky was going to do kebabs,

'and we were going to stay up all night...'

Come on, Alfie. It's your turn.

'And best of all,

'I was going to roll with the big boys.

'My gang at last.

'This was going to be the best day of my life.'

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