Episode 1 Public Enemies

This programme contains some strong language and scenes of a sexual nature.

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'Times he was out of work he cried.

'This is Lee Murray's drive time.'

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'Welcome to the drive show...'

Help me! Help me, please!

Help me!

BANGING AND MUFFLED CRYING

Please, please, please...

Please help!

Help!

BOOT CREAKS OPEN

Please don't...

FEMALE GASPS, HEAVY THUD

Why was this man

released on parole...

..when he'd already attempted to murder

someone else?

Our Sandra...

..our beautiful daughter...

CAMERAS CLICK

If Pointer

had been dealt with properly by the authorities,

our daughter would still be alive today.

CLAMOURING VOICES

Until that point Phillip Pointer was a model parolee.

And then?

Then one night he missed his curfew at the hostel.

And he didn't turn up till the following morning.

If that breached parole, why didn't you instigate his return to prison?

He said he'd tried to contact the hostel's assistant manager.

He explained fully where he'd been.

He gave an address, he was very apologetic,

and I warned him a further breach would mean recall back to prison.

You gave him a second chance?

Yes.

And the next time he was due to report to you,

he didn't show up at all, did he?

I went to the hostel, I went to the address he'd given me,

I alerted the police.

But by then it was too late, wasn't it?

It was too late for Sandra Arnold at least.

I accept that others failed

in their roles, in keeping the public safe from Phillip Pointer.

But you were his case manager.

You let him get out of control.

You let him slip through your fingers

with consequences that were calamitous.

I'm giving you notice your employing authority will suspend you

for the next three months.

Is there anything you wish to say?

With the best will in the world,

you can't hold their hands 24 hours a day.

You can't know where they are if they're not with you.

You just hope they're not...

SHE SIGHS

You just hope.

It doesn't affect you, Eddie.

-That's £12.43.

-Right...

-Are you paying by card?

-Do I have to?

-No.

-Thanks.

-Have a nice day.

Thank you.

Thanks very much. I will, yeah.

And you too, eh, Jenny.

Security card, please.

BUZZER RINGS

-You'll be back, love.

-Thank you.

Paula!

-Paula!

-How do you sleep at night, Paula?

VOICES CLAMOUR

CAMERAS CLICK

How does that feel? She just gobbed on you!

My name is Eddie Mottram.

Georgia was my girlfriend.

She was 17...

..and I killed her.

I killed Georgia.

Ten years ago.

Guilty of her murder.

I couldn't accept what I'd done to her.

I couldn't accept what I'd done to me,

let happen to me.

And at the beginning of my sentence it's true, yeah, I did...

argue,

kick off and cause trouble.

Since then I've completed all the courses,

I've succeeded on my escorted visits.

I've made real progress.

It's helped me deal with what I did.

I took a life.

I can't give it back.

But if I could get my own back...

do something with it...

..I'd be really grateful.

Thank you, sir.

'Hello?

'Hello?

'I've been taken... taken somewhere...'

'Hello?

'Hello?'

-What are you doing?

-'I've been taken...'

It's on a website. They played it in court.

'Hello? Hello? I've...'

Stop it! Stop it!

I should have stopped it!

-You didn't kill her.

-But I let him, though, didn't I?

You made a mistake!

And that poor girl died because of it!

I don't think that.

But her mum and dad think it,

the inquiry said it,

and anyone who reads that newspaper thinks I'm a disgrace!

Stop going on that website for a start.

It doesn't matter. It's in my head anyway.

It's always on in there.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

BUZZER SOUNDS

How long have you been waiting?

-About ten years.

-Me too.

You stink of aftershave.

Special occasion.

Well, give us your bag and get in.

And I don't allow smoking.

Sis, it ain't a BMW exactly.

Oh, shut up, you.

RADIO PLAYS

Let's go.

A job shouldn't make you feel like this.

What do you expect?

Come on, wish me luck.

Good luck, sweetheart.

Oh, God.

Come on, Paula.

Good luck.

-Thanks.

-Hi.

-All right?

-Hi.

-Hiya.

-Hi, Paula.

-Hello.

All right, Paula?

OK, so this is you.

-And I think you'll be needing this.

-Thanks.

Come on. Right.

Eddie Mottram - assessed as a level two medium risk offender.

At age 19, a mandatory life sentence,

sentenced in 2001 for the murder of Georgia Whiteley,

his girlfriend at the time. Killed her after a row, apparently.

Strangled her. Her body was found in a football field.

He was given a ten-year tariff.

Thank you for believing in me.

Thank you.

Listen. I promised the Area DM

you'd learnt from last time, OK?

No harder lesson.

Good. Come on, then.

0-60 in ten years, you know what I mean?

HE BEEPS HORN

Come on!

You'll have to pull over in a minute.

You're not insured.

EDDIE LAUGHS

Think you can do it?

Do what?

Keep it up.

Managed this long.

-The OAC score is in there, OK?

-Yeah, thanks.

Paula?

Ooh.

When can I see the girls?

They're not keen, Eddie. Not at the moment, anyway.

-Why?

-It don't matter what I tell them about you...

I'm still a murderer.

Come on. You'd better go to your appointment.

Thanks for meeting me anyway.

You never stopped coming.

Here.

What's this?

Goody bag.

What did you get me a plant for?

-What? Look after it, yeah?

-See you later.

-Please take a seat.

-Thank you.

-Sadie Hay?

-Yeah, that's me.

-Would you like to come through?

I don't want to be here. I don't want to!

I want to go.

You need to be here.

-Get off me!

-Just sit down.

-What's the matter with you? Sit down.

-What are you watching me for?

Why are you watching me?

Eddie?

Paula Radnor. Sorry for the discontinuity.

Eh?

That I haven't met you before. Do you want to come through?

-Just go and sit down.

-Do you know how long I've been waiting?

What made you come back to this area, Eddie?

You might get a hard time, you know.

It's all I know. And my sister's still here.

Only family I've got, you know?

The address of the hostel that you'll be staying at -

approved premises with a curfew, regular inspection

of your room and supervision under a deputy manager.

Now, let me just explain the rest of your licence conditions -

compulsory weekly reporting appointments to me

that you can never be late for or miss. No travel outside the UK.

If you enter into a relationship with anyone, you must report it to me,

knowing that I will inform any partner of your previous conviction.

And you're going to have to comply with an exclusion zone.

You can't go within a mile of the Whiteleys.

You can't even enter this area without my prior approval.

You breach any of these conditions,

-and I will institute your immediate recall back to prison.

-Freedom, eh?

But I'm out.

And I'll do anything I have to do to stay out.

So whatever you tell me I can't do, I won't do.

Anything you tell me I have to do, I'm there.

Making all the right noises, anyway.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Right, the hostel's waiting for you, Eddie.

I'm going to call them, tell them he's on his way.

Miss Efficiency.

Just don't want to leave anything to chance, that's all.

All right?

CAR HORNS BEEP

MARKET TRADER CALLS OUT

CAMERA CLICKS

RAPID CLICKING

What are you doing?

No, can you stop it, please?

Just...

CLICKING CONTINUES

Just leave me alone, please. Just leave me alone.

Right, that's it.

If you're trying to make me lose it, I won't, right? I won't!

-Kathy wasn't too sure.

-Got to get on with your life, haven't you?

I expect he's got to get on with his.

In consenting to him coming back to the area,

you do realise there's a chance you might encounter him?

There are exclusion zones we can put in place,

so there's certain areas he can't enter. Your area.

Fine. I doubt whether we'd recognise him anyway.

Ten years is a long time.

Thank you. See you.

BUZZER SOUNDS

ENTRY BUZZER

All right?

Will I be sharing with anyone?

No. Splendid isolation.

But communal TV room and communal dining,

so you learn how to mix in.

House rules.

Curfew - back in by nine.

You'll be subject to searches of your room and your person,

and a DNA swab taken.

I wasn't expecting tickertape exactly, but...

But what? You'll get help - from me, Jobcentre, GP.

I'll get one of the residents to accompany you to the Jobcentre tomorrow, show you the ropes.

Cheers. It's years since I've been a layabout.

Er, there was a...a guy chasing me, a photographer.

Right.

If Paula Radnor's your PO, she'll be able to advise you.

She's had a lot of experience dealing with the press.

I thought they might let you in more gently.

I didn't want gently. I wanted to go back to public protection.

So you got a murderer on your first day?

A medium risk offender.

Went to prison as a teenager,

ten years later he's neither man nor boy.

How did you feel?

Like I was completely in control.

Drink to that, shall we?

Not me.

You're abstaining?

Not from everything.

Any jewellery?

Just a ring.

Show me.

-Need to record everything you're wearing.

-Why?

So that when you come back,

I can see it's the same stuff you went out in.

So I won't start thinking anything untoward has happened.

I see. It won't, though.

-Hopefully, son, eh?

-Definitely.

Right.

Are you that ugly muppet from the paper?

Long time boys, long time!

-Glen.

-All right.

Got 'em in already.

Ten years since I've had a drink, you know?

I am so thirsty, man, I tell you.

How drunk do I want to get before this curfew?

Cheers.

Booya! Ten years, and you think to yourself "What's changed?"

And you look round and you go "What sort of mobile phone is that?"

And it's like "Oh, that's an iPhone."

And I'm like, "What?"

Oh, what?

I do work in a mobile phone shop.

Yeah, he's the manager.

-Kelly said you're married as well.

-Yeah, two kids.

Here, look.

-Nice.

-It's great, as it goes.

-I'll bet.

Eddie, wouldn't you have been better off going where no-one knows you?

-I hoped I'd be better off where people did know me. Like you.

-Ain't seen you in ten years, mate.

Well, whose fault's that?

It ain't just mobile phones that have moved on.

So what, are you staying with Kelly now?

No, I'm not allowed to. I'm in this hostel.

But temporary, you know?

I'll get my probation officer to sort out a flat

and then I'll be well set up.

-What are you going to do?

-Stay out of trouble.

-That's it?

-I hope not.

I've got to pick up my kids from gymnastics.

Glen? You couldn't get me an in at your shop, could you?

Take you on?

-Ain't up to you?

-Exactly.

See you later.

Yeah, ten years' time.

Don't resent me. I didn't ruin our friendship, you did.

You ruined everything.

I'll have to get out of here.

Bloke over there keeps staring at me.

If he starts, I'll have put myself in a situation.

I'll be recalled to prison.

He recognises you. Probably thinks life should mean life, eh?

-I'm out. I'm not free.

-Yeah.

You stopped coming. First few months, then that was that.

Yeah, Lauren got pregnant. I moved in.

-It was a nightmare, bruv.

-You was my best mate, and you turned your back on me.

Every time I came to see you, it was getting harder and harder.

I mean, we were running out of things to say, man. And she...

What?

Georgia was such a lovely girl.

Yeah, and I killed her.

Anyway, I'm back, you know? And we're in the pub together.

Start again, yeah?

Yeah.

So tell me about last night.

I caught up with the fellas. Had a laugh, as it goes.

Lot of banter. "Enjoy Australia?

"Darren said you'd been Down Under."

"Only in the showers." "Hope you got a sim card out of it!"

It was like that all night. Well, till the curfew kicked in.

-And you turned into a pumpkin?

-Eh?

You're lying. Why's that?

Didn't turn out like I thought.

-What about your sister?

-She's OK. The nieces don't want to see me, though.

-You might have to be patient.

-It's the only family I've got.

-You still have to be patient.

-I've been patient for ten years!

What did you mean by that?

Nothing. It's all right.

-What are you writing?

-A note.

-What, is this a risk assessment?

Yes, it is.

Look, just because I shouted, I...

Look, I completed all the courses in prison.

-Victim empathy, enhanced thinking...

-So?

-So I'm no harm to anyone.

I'll be the judge of that.

Thanks.

I didn't think I'd ever need to go back on them again.

There's no shame.

Ten years ago, I wanted to kill myself.

That's shameful, isn't it?

Burying your own child... How could anyone cope with that?

You know Eddie Mottram's out now, don't you?

I just read it in the papers, that's all.

Where are you going today?

Wander round the shopping centre.

Wander? There's no actual purpose to it, then?

I just want to have a look round.

-You have a supervision appointment at two. Then what will you do?

-I'll come back here.

Look. They used to call this a halfway house.

Halfway to proper living, Eddie. That makes it better than prison.

What were you doing in the shopping centre?

Colin rang you.

What were you doing?

I felt sorry for myself.

-Resentful?

-No.

Resentful of everybody else because you haven't got what they've got?

-Why do you...?

-Think the worst? It's safer.

Look, I'm not Philip Pointer.

Don't treat me like I'm going to be, OK?

What did you just say?

And what's that got to do with you anyway?

There was...talk in the hostel.

So I looked it up on the computer in the public library.

-You looked me up?

-I know what happened.

It doesn't matter what happened. Not to me,

not to my supervision of you. If I think for one minute that you're trying to manipulate me...

All I'm asking is that you stop thinking I'll turn out like him.

Right. Get in touch with this garden centre.

They've employed offenders before.

The money's crap.

I'm not fussy.

Go on, he won't bite.

All right.

Bloody hell - look at you two, you're so big now.

I don't mean, like, big. I mean grown up.

Are you sure you're only 10 and 13?

They all look like this now.

Yeah.

I used to put you in the paddling pool in your mum's garden.

Do you remember?

No, not really.

If it ain't on YouTube, it never happened.

Do you like milkshake? I've got you a strawberry and a banana.

Is that all right?

Cheers.

Drink up, or they'll go cold.

Where were you before you came here, then?

Different parts of the country.

Bit of a gypsy, were you?

-Settled now.

-Who with?

No-one.

I'm just back, that's all.

What do you do for fun?

Work here, and then go home.

-Boring.

-I'm like a perennial, me. Waiting for the spring to come.

Better start sooner than that.

Thursdays is a really good club night if you fancy it.

-I can't.

-Why not?

-I turn into a pumpkin if I'm not home by 11.

-Pub, then.

All right, but just early evening.

Oh, piss off.

What?

I was only trying to be sociable.

Sorry.

What's wrong with you?

I'm shy. I'm just shy.

It's cute.

Did you put a word in for me?

Doesn't mean a thing. He liked you at interview.

Yeah, well, I'm getting used to being grilled, aren't I?

What are you looking at?

Trying to see if you're boyfriend material.

One thing at a time, eh?

What thing?

THEY GASP

SHE LAUGHS

Right.

What do you mean, right?

I got to go.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing, I've just got to go.

Thank you(!)

Look, I'm sorry.

There's spontaneous, and there's making a girl feel really cheap.

I said I'm sorry, all right? But I do really have to go, you know?

It must be an emergency. You didn't even wipe yourself.

Can we get together properly another time?

-Invite me round to yours, then.

-No. No, I can't.

You are with someone, aren't you?

I'm on my own.

Not surprising.

I'll see you tomorrow.

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS NEARBY

What do you reckon?

-Oh!

-That's nice.

I feel just like Gok Wan.

Am I your guinea pig, then?

Yeah, well, at least you look like you're in the right decade now.

You're too rude, you know!

Sorry, uncle!

Walk out of here in a pair of chinos, shall I?

HE BLOWS A RASPBERRY

Man, I've got to join a gym, I tell you.

-You could go jogging.

-Jogging? I don't jog, I run!

Yeah, like a girl!

Like a fat girl!

Well, stop feeding me cookies, then, you!

What's he doing? Where's he gone?

-Mum?

-Come on.

-Mum?

-Come on!

Mum!

They've complained that they found their daughter's killer

out and about in the company of two teenage girls.

His nieces. He was rebuilding ties with his family.

He wasn't even in the exclusion zone.

He was out shopping, not near their home.

But he ran away apparently,

and that's where the risk factor is here,

the way he's reacted to the encounter.

Hang on, have I made a mistake here with this complaint?

-No. No.

-Then why am I being made to feel like it?

Look, Paula.

Anything to do with the victim's family, we have to be very careful.

We have to be careful about everything.

Right, well, I'd better go and find Eddie Mottram, then.

You'll miss some of your supervision appointments.

I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't.

Thanks for nothing.

I panicked. I'm sorry.

And I'm left trying to explain to the girls why you ran away.

They're asking me what the fuck went on,

and all I've got is more lies for them.

You wanted to see them, and then you do that to them, to me!

Just tell them they were Georgia's parents.

-Is that all I should tell them?

-Of course that's all!

The price of freedom will be you keeping your mouth shut.

I got a ten-year tariff, and I got my life back.

And people hating you, and you running away from them?

Is that the life you want? Is that what it's all been for?

It's all I've got.

Yeah.

-He didn't show up at all?

-No.

-Thanks.

Colin, is Eddie Mottram in his room? No, he's not.

No, he's not at work,

because I've just got here and he's called in sick.

Oh, God.

You've got a fucking nerve coming here!

I followed you, and you come here.

-I'm sorry. I'll go.

-Yeah, run away again.

It made me feel sick seeing you enjoy yourself like that.

I didn't expect to find this.

Think I wouldn't mark it?

-Kept it up.

-Of course I've kept it up. I'm her father.

I loved her.

Why are you here?

Because this is where...

Pay my respects.

Your respects?

For months after, we used to wait for Georgia to come home,

listen for her key in the door,

-wonder why she was late and then remember.

-Please don't.

-Isn't that what she said to you?

-What do you want to do, Mr Whiteley, kill me?

See, I'm still calling you Mr Whiteley, like I'm 19 again.

-Yeah, time stands still.

-Please, let me...

-Let you what?

Get on with my life.

Why did she have to go with you?

I told her what you'd be like.

No good.

No good, no good!

HE SOBS

Mr Whiteley...

Just leave me! Just go!

-You told the hostel that you were going to work. You lied to the garden centre.

-I'm sorry.

Forget sorry, I want to know where you were!

-You always need to know where I am!

-How am I supposed to protect the public if I don't?

I...I had to go somewhere.

Somewhere? Eddie, this doesn't look good. You were caught

in a lie. You could lose your job, you could lose your freedom.

You tell me exactly where you were!

I went to the place where they found Georgia's body.

There was floral tributes there.

I've got to record this.

I wanted to go to the place it all started and ended.

To try and remember... you know, I wanted to replay it.

-And did you do that?

-I couldn't.

-Why not?

-Mr Whiteley had followed me.

Look, all of a sudden, he was behind me.

Was there a confrontation?

-It was fine.

-Eddie...

He got upset.

-He tried to hit me.

-Did you get violent?

I'm no risk to him, to others. It's the other way round.

-Tell me how it ended.

-With him crying.

Paula, what's wrong? Look, I didn't do anything.

-You put yourself in a situation...

-Don't recall me to prison.

-You put yourself in a situation that could have provoked violence and increased your risk!

-Paula, please...

If Mr Whiteley tells the police you were there and you had a row,

a bloody showdown, I haven't got any choice.

We'd know by now, though, wouldn't we?

Look, it wasn't like trespass or anything. It wasn't her grave,

-it's the side of the road.

-Am I meant to say

you went to pay your respects and you want to file a complaint against Georgia's father for harassment?

Maybe you don't have to say anything at all.

I have to do my job properly.

Yeah, and I'm trying to do things properly!

Paula.

You got a second chance, didn't you?

Give me one.

Please trust me.

OK.

Thank you.

Your handwriting's terrible.

Sod off, you.

It's weird, you writing out a prescription for me.

I am qualified, you know.

You're the one that got away.

Look, Eddie, these will take the edge off things, all right? The anxiety...

You...you won't have to tell my probation officer

you're prescribing me these, will you?

Only it won't look too good for me.

No, don't worry about that. It's just between you and me.

I thought doing the sentence was going to be the hardest bit.

What's hardest, then?

What people think of me.

Have a great weekend, and I'll see you first thing Monday.

All right, bye-bye. Can I help you?

Don't pretend not to recognise me.

I'm not pretending. I haven't got a clue who you are.

You don't know who I am? I'm Eddie Mottram. Murder trial!

Well, that was a long time ago.

Yeah? I remember it, though. You never came to see me after.

Why would I?

Did you ever think about me, Trevor?

Look, if I make a complaint of harassment,

you'll go back to prison.

Next, Eddie Mottram...

Who went AWOL.

-Yeah.

-Where?

Nowhere. Wasn't significant at all.

Right. Well, I mean,

I think you're managing him and the rest really well. Well done.

Dennis? Yeah, look, the figures the area DM has asked for,

I've got them. Yeah. I'll send 'em down.

I should never have gone back.

You were right, you were absolutely right.

What are you talking about?

Straight away, I've fucked up.

Look, put your wine down and tell me what happened.

I lied to Marion about something. About Eddie Mottram.

Look, he did something wrong and he asked me...

He begged me to give him a second chance, and I did.

How is that fucking up?

Ten years ago, this job was about helping people get a life back.

Now it's about controlling and punishing

and keeping the crime rate down.

I'm supposed to keep him down, but if he does something to someone

and it turns out I used my discretion,

it means I didn't learn from last time, doesn't it?

Do you trust him?

I must do.

Then trust yourself.

What?

I'm sorry. About the way I was.

Quick, you mean?

Well, it had been a long time.

Had it? Why?

Look...apart from anything else, can we just, like, get on?

Not if you behave like that again.

I can do good behaviour.

Can you?

You'd better.

Oi!

-Happy birthday, all right?

-Cheers, Mr Styles.

What's wrong?

This is called a constructive intervention.

Is it? What does that mean?

It means I know it's your birthday. You file says so.

-Have you got plans?

-No, my sister's got parents' evening.

Sent me a card, though. Look.

You can't spend your birthday on your own, can you?

It might increase your risk factor.

Who's she?

Just a work mate. Excuse me.

-I'll call you later.

-Who's she?

Estate agent. She's...she's going to show me a property to rent.

Keep your phone on.

-Ready?

-Yeah.

Aren't you going to sing?

That's definitely not in my job description.

Seeing me like this isn't in your job description either, is it?

-I do home visits.

-Well, then, why didn't you just come to the hostel?

I spend more time writing reports about clients

-than I do spending time with them.

-Worried about my welfare?

I've already lied for you, haven't I?

Anyway, I'm worried about my welfare as well.

If you mess up, how does that make me look?

Bet you're being watched as much as me, eh?

And I don't even get cake.

Do you want a bit?

I'll have a bite.

Make a wish.

Oh, for...

-Whoa, what's going on?

-We got a whisper about drug use.

So what, every time some shitarse in here says something about me,

you're going to turn my room over?

-All part of the conditions, mate.

-All part of being a piece of shit?

You knew this was what life would be like.

Until you hear differently,

this is how someone like you is supposed to live it.

Someone like me? What, once a murderer, always a murderer?

Well, there's no undoing it, so I suppose so.

Eddie, come back here. Eddie!

DOORBELL RINGS

DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN

BELL KEEPS RINGING

Christ, Will, I'm not deaf.

All right, all right, where's your bloody key?

BANGING AT DOOR

Will?

Paula, it's me, Eddie Mottram!

I didn't do it, Paula! I didn't kill Georgia!

Please, please open the door.

Just open the door, please.

You're in enough trouble already. Don't come here with some story!

It's not a story! I'm telling you, it wasn't me!

I can't...you can't... What the fuck is this!

You said you lied for me.

That's why I can tell you the truth now!

That's why I've come to you! I need you to believe it.

Why would you lie after ten years? Are you lying now? Are you lying now?

I only pleaded to get a reduced sentence,

and then I had to keep it up. And now I can't!

I can't any more.

What, now you're some innocent man all of a sudden?

What are you doing?

I'm recalling you back to prison.

I can't go back and do another 15 years, Paula. I can't!

PHONE DIAL TONE

Please.

Please.

Until last night, you did it. For the last ten years, you did it.

-It's too late to say anything else.

-I've been wanting to explain my behaviour.

Are you encouraging me to take it further? Do you believe me?

I didn't lie to you! Is this how you protect the public?

-You've got to recall him to prison.

-I haven't managed a problem. I've created one.

I didn't kill Georgia Whiteley!

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