30/06/2014 River City

Well, I've got a child that needs a foster placement. Just for a trial.

Erm, his name is Finlay McKay. He's known as Finn.

-Hi.

-Hiya.

-Hi.

Come in.

This is happening all the time in this company. Hoh!

-Hoh! She's just knocked a bottle of gin!

-Hey!

'I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ran off.'

I've never really had a family that's wanted me for keeps.

Can I come back?

I am withdrawing all my previous objections,

and I'm offering my unconditional support to this development.

Thank you.

-What are you doing?

-It's over.

You said you had them. You handed it to them on a plate.

This is my job and my life

and you've just thrown both of them away.

MEN LAUGH

Boys?

You know how much I hate keeping you fae your graft,

but I need a quick word.

Listen, I've got some good news and I've got some bad news.

Good news is, planning permission's finally come in,

we break ground on the new development at the end of the month.

So what's the bad news?

Bad news is I'm going to need you boxed off in Drumchapel

by the end of the week.

Listen, I wouldnae ask you to do it if I didnae have every confidence in your abilities, OK?

You'll still be in the pub at three o'clock on Friday,

it's no' the end of the world.

And the first round'll be on you, then, gaffer?

You can go off people, you know, Gabriel. On yous go.

MEN CHATTER

TV: 'And in Sheffield, this two-up-two-down mid terrace is lacking, erm, something...'

Living the dream, eh?

Absolutely.

Wi-Fi's down at the site so I'm going to be working in here now.

And what? This bothers you?

No, it's not going to bother me, because you're going to turn it off.

Sorry, darlin', I need to do this - you've got a TV in your room.

-The screen is tiny.

-My heart bleeds.

Does it? Are you fully insured for that?

Funny!

What exactly am I supposed to do all day?

I don't know - go out or something.

Do what? Everything costs money.

Maybe you could, er, look for a job.

I had a job in the cafe and you made me quit.

Well, part-time would be OK for the summer.

I'd feel stupid asking.

You might have to get over that, kiddo - it's no' like the world owes you a living.

Is that what you used to say to my mum?

-No, I was too busy out earning a living.

-To what? Say anything?

I'm going to be in and out all morning but I've got meetings

in the afternoon, you can watch all the rubbish you like then.

Aren't I the luckiest girl in all the world?

TV ON

What are you planning on doing today?

Don't know, might go out.

Cool. Anywhere...special?

Just out.

Ooh! You look nice.

Thanks.

Will's up in court today. Giving evidence.

Is it a murder?

I can't really talk about my work.

He's no' allowed. He doesn't tell me anything either.

OK.

Finn is thinking of going out today.

Anywhere special?

D'you want to put a tag on my ankle?

I'm not going to disappear, if that's what you're worried about.

I know. We know.

We're...just working out how to do this,

so if we come across a bit overprotective then...

we apologise.

All right.

I'm just going to go get dressed.

Do you think we could borrow an electronic tag? Short-term?

WILL CHUCKLES

-See you later.

-Uh-huh.

-Bye, Finn.

-FINN GRUNTS

A 15-year-old just talked to me through his bedroom door.

I feel like a proper parent.

-See ya.

-Bye.

-Hey there.

-Oh, hi.

How's your foot?

It's fine. What you up to?

Not much.

You waiting to "shoot hoops" with your dad?

He's not my dad.

He's my boyfriend.

Seriously?

I shouldn't have told you cos, obviously, I'm underage

and...he's a cop, but...

I won't say anything.

You swear?

Yeah, I swear.

-Pinky promise?

-Oh, ha-ha. You're hilarious.

I mean, as if I would - he's my foster parent.

-OK, OK.

-He is in the police though. And the gays.

Pity.

Because?

He's hot.

-Oh, what, you got a thing for older guys, yeah.

-It's been known.

Yeah, right.

What's it like? Being fostered?

It's all right, sometimes.

And sometimes it's not all right.

If you don't like it, can you just, like, leave?

Leave and go where?

-Morning, Kirsty.

-Hi.

We're having a party at the Community Centre this afternoon.

-OK.

-You should come along. Bring your friend.

I'll have to check my diary.

Well, if you find you've got a window, feel free to come along.

Wow.

What?

Well, I know you like older guys but...wow.

Don't be so stupid.

I got a weird pervy vibe off him. Like, 100%.

Look, if you're going to talk rubbish, I'm not going to listen to you.

Earphone each?

Liz.

I'm glad I caught you.

Oh! You wouldn't have if that bus had turned up

when it's supposed to.

I'm sorry to inform you that despite our best efforts the battle's lost.

The planning committee gave the go-ahead.

-Och, I'm sorry, Murray.

-SHE TUTS

We suspected as much, though, didn't we?

We all did our best. And to thank everyone, I'm having a wee shindig at the Centre,

one last hurrah.

Oh! That's a splendid idea.

Shall we say about two-ish?

Er...today?

Yeah. Where are you off to anyway? Somewhere nice?

Er...it's actually Malcolm's first day at his new musical therapy group

and I'm just going to pick him up.

But I did want to have a word with the session leader,

I don't know how long that's going to take...

That...over at Moss Green, is it?

Yes. Uh-huh.

Well, I...hope you don't have too long to wait on your bus.

Murray...

Sorry.

Don't be daft.

You did your best.

I'm glad you've got alternative arrangements sorted so quickly.

Well, listen, we'll try and pop in later on,

if Malcolm isn't too...tired.

Look forward to seeing you.

Hey, did you pay full price for those?

Course.

See, if I'd been there you'd have got mates' rates.

Oh, is that what we are, then? Mates?

Oh, well, I think maybe a bit more than that, don't you?

Maybe.

Definitely.

See, so there's no further confusion, I think

I should take you out for some food tonight.

-Somewhere nice?

-Uh-huh.

The kind of place you take a girl who you're really trying to impress?

Oh, absolutely.

-You're in a very good mood.

-I'm having a very good day.

-It's a business thing and I don't think we should talk about business.

-No, let's just keep it simple.

How about I pick you up at 7:30? That simple enough for you?

I'm going to have to ask my mum if she can babysit.

I'll go ahead and book somewhere anyway.

-Ah! Cocky, aren't you?

-A wee bit.

Sometimes you just feel like the planets are aligning, eh?

SHE LAUGHS

Right, well, I'm going to take these in before they get cold.

-All right?

-Aye.

D'you want to grab a coffee or something?

Not got any cash.

It's cool. You can have the froth off my cappuccino.

And I've just seen two teenagers hanging about with nothing to do.

There's nothing in the planning permission letter about kids like these.

Are you suggesting we keep the Community Centre open for a couple of kids?

That's just an example - there's hundreds like them.

All right then, dozens.

Murray, we're just going over old ground.

I know.

If I thought there was anything I could do,

anything anybody could do...

I know it's over.

I'm even having a wake for the place this afternoon.

You're welcome to come along.

Ooh. Having a party?

-Bloody right I am. Serve Bob first, I'm not done yet.

-Thanks.

What's the occasion?

Life and death, Bob.

Life on the dole and the death of the Community Centre.

Feel free to pop along.

Sounds like a brilliant laugh, eh?

Mm, social event of the year.

Right, what have you got in your wine cellar?

I'll have a bottle of Chianti, a bottle of Merlot...

Is that a cheeky wee Cabernet? Throw one of them in. And...

He's got the right idea.

Yeah, wee drink would be nice. That takes real money, though, so...

Finish your coffee and we'll go get some.

..More efficiency long-term, less disruption short-term.

-Why didn't the architects think of this?

-You'd have to ask them.

I intend to. This isn't going to affect planning permission, is it?

No. In fact, like this I think we'd have got it passed sooner.

Gentlemen!

Have you heard about my little get-together, then?

Should be quite a do.

You'll get to meet all the people you're turfing out.

I think I'll pass.

Well, the invitation stands.

-Will I show you what I mean?

-Aye, do that.

Always a pleasure!

You have a wee flick through that

and we'll let the colour work its magic.

Mm-hm. Oh, really?

Aye, if you can take me at five, that'd be great.

Brilliant, I'll see you then. Bye.

-You'd better no' be going to another salon.

-I'm getting my legs waxed.

-Wow.

-What?

-Really is a hot date.

-Shut it, you.

-Hiya, Finn.

-Hi.

This is Kirsty.

-How's your day going?

-Boring.

Oh, you know, when you're tired of Shieldinch, you're tired of life.

What?

Nothing, doesnae matter.

I was just wondering...what's going on with the pocket money situation?

I mean, my other foster parents sorted something out.

Did they?

Yeah, they did. I get 40 quid a month, that's the deal.

No, it's OK, I get it. I mean, it makes sense,

in case you want to go to the cinema or whatever.

SHE COUGHS Soft touch.

Although you've already had £10 this week.

-Now, if you want to make a wee bit of extra cash by helping out...

-Here?

Er...what is wrong with here?

Here's fine.

Tell you what - why don't we call this an advance.

You can come back when we're less busy, wipe the mirrors or something.

-You're the boss.

-Aye, he sure is.

-Bye.

-Bye.

So, how's it all going?

It's a bit of an emotional roller coaster to be honest.

Although it's been seven whole days and he's no' ran away, so...

Well, do you know what? You're doing good.

Ach, he's a lovely boy, he is, but, erm...we just worry about him.

You know.

Well, now he's got a wee girlfriend that'll help him settle in.

Girlfriend? D'you think that's what she is?

MUSIC: "Africa" by Toto

DOOR OPENS

Raymondo!

Thanks for coming, I appreciate it.

It's just a flying visit, I'm afraid.

How come?

It's a working day, Murray.

Yep - one of my last.

Anyone else coming?

I don't know, do I? I spread the word - I invited everyone I could think of.

Maybe nobody cares about the place after all.

It's just a bit short notice, that's all. Folk have plans.

YOU made it. Or are you just here to dance on my grave?

Now, that's not fair and you know it.

I don't like seeing you like this.

How do you want me to be?

I don't know, looking to the future, trying to find a new job...

I'll be all right, I'm not exactly hard up.

You'll soon be FED up.

Nobody's interested in folk my age.

Have you tried?

No!

It's not about my employment prospects.

My heart's here.

This place has done a lot of good - support groups, AA,

mother and toddlers...

I know it sounds daft but I feel part of all that.

Doesn't sound daft at all.

Just don't be a martyr, eh?

Look, come and have a pint with me about three.

We'll put our heads together, see what we can come up with.

I know you're not a kid any more

but I don't think you're ready for the knacker's yard just yet, eh?

Good afternoon, sir.

All right?

Yeah! Could I be of assistance?

Maybe I could direct you to the cans of juice, for example.

Actually, I was after something a bit stronger.

Oh, right. Do you want to come back when you're a wee bit older?

I just don't want to grass you up to Will and Robbie.

See ya!

-You were in there, like, 30 seconds.

-I didn't know you was timing me.

-Did you even try?

-More than you did.

-I can't.

I nicked a bottle of gin from there a few weeks back.

Have you still got it?

I necked it. My dad went ballistic.

Did he put you on the naughty step as well, yeah?

We could try a supermarket?

Cos they never check ID -

we might as well go for a few cocktails as well(!)

Well, what do YOU want to do then?

I dunno.

Are you spying on Finn?

No! I can't see them anywhere.

Back on that roller coaster, eh?

What was that wee lassie called again, Kirsty, is it?

Aye.

So do you think they're going out?

Maybe. They seemed pretty close.

See now, all I'm thinking is, are they, you know...?

Well, what age is he? 15?

What if they're using that money I gave them to buy condoms?

Would that be a bad thing?

I don't know.

If they're going to do it, it's better to be sensible.

-So you think they are doing it?

-I never said that!

Look, I'm sorry if I worried you.

You haven't, you haven't.

-See you later.

-Mm-hm.

Do you want to go into town or something?

With ten quid? And do what?

Where you going?

Home.

Let me know if you can magic up some booze.

Finn?

You'd better give me your number just in case I can.

MUSIC: "Reelin' In The Years" by Steely Dan

Hello?

Hellooooo?

HE TURNS MUSIC OFF

Kirsty, hi.

Am I the only one here?

For now. Where's your friend?

He had to be somewhere.

Pity.

Crisp?

So, are you liking it round here any better or...or...not?

S'okay. Bit boring.

Yeah, well, can't blame the place, really.

"Nothing, like something, happens anywhere."

-Phillip Larkin.

-OK.

-He was a poet.

-Yeah, I know, we did him at school.

And a librarian.

"Sexual intercourse began in 1963, which was rather late for me."

Right.

Why don't you put the music back on?

I didn't think you'd like that sort of thing.

I don't mind it.

Right.

STEELY DAN RESUMES

I know what you're up to.

Sorry?

Trying to sneak a wee glass of wine while my back's turned.

Busted.

Hey!

You know, the thing is, I believe in demystifying alcohol for young

people - taking away the forbidden fruit element.

Yeah?

I mean, what's better, you having a civilised glass of wine

or necking a bottle of strong cider behind a bus shelter somewhere?

The wine, I suppose.

You're right.

One cup.

Deal.

Cheers!

Usual, Raymond?

Aye.

-Murray not showed?

-No, are you expecting him?

I thought he'd be finished with his one-man wake by now.

MUSIC: "Rhiannon" by Fleetwood Mac

You know what you should do?

What should I do?

E-mail the drama group people.

-See if they're setting up anywhere else.

-Yeah, maybe.

No maybes about it. Better than being bored.

-I'll give you their address.

-I guess.

What about music? Do you go to see bands?

Not really. My dad, you know.

-Oh, he's bound to be a bit overprotective.

-A bit?

You can't blame him for worrying.

I suppose.

I saw these guys in concert... 1980...something.

HE CHUCKLES

It takes me back.

Thought we had a deal.

What?

One cup. We agreed.

I was just getting my jacket.

You're not going?

Yeah, I've got to go.

Well...allow me.

No!

OK, you get it.

Raymond!

Raymond, have you met Kirsty?

No, I don't think I have.

Hi.

Bye.

Thanks for coming.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, why wouldn't it be?

No reason.

I'm going to call it a day.

I'll just clear the bottles and then we can go to the pub.

Ta-da.

Wicked. How did you get it?

Turns out I could wrap Murray round my little finger after all.

You smell of alcohol.

I had a few drinks across the road.

With him?

Yeah. You jealous?

No.

I don't want that sleazebag perving all over my mate, that's all.

It was nothing I couldn't handle.

How far did you go?

Give a girl some secrets.

-Did you have sex with him, yeah?

-No!

Now, will you forget about it? I know I want to.

-OK, cool.

-And you won't say anything to anyone else?

Nah.

You swear?

Pinky promise.

-OK, then, cheers.

-Cheers.

What did they look like, though?

For the millionth time - they looked like two people going into a house.

Some detective you are.

I'm joking.

We don't even know if they're boyfriend-girlfriend.

He's a boy, she's a girl, they're hanging about together.

It doesn't take much for the hormones to kick in at their age.

Yeah, you're right.

They could be over there now, doing it.

That Brodie house has seen a lot of action over the years.

-Let's not overreact.

-Is that what I'm doing?

No, you're concerned and that's understandable,

but we need to tread carefully.

We want Finn to trust us, don't we?

Aye, but I think we should do something.

-All right, in a little while you can text him.

-Oh, thank you!

But don't interrogate him.

Just see what he fancies for dinner

or tell him we're thinking of going to the cinema or something.

-That's good.

-Not yet, in a little while. Give it 20 minutes.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

-Thanks.

-So how's the fostering going?

Very well, thank you, Stella.

I think it's dead good, what you're doing.

I saw that boy you're looking after earlier on - wee charmer, isn't he?

Aw, that's lovely of you to say, thanks.

Kirsty was following him about like a wee lost puppy, so she was.

Ten minutes - give it ten minutes.

That you done for the day?

Not a minute too soon, my feet are pure louping.

Cannae wait to get back home and have a long soak in a bath.

When you say LONG soak in the bath...?

-What are you after?

-Can you look after Cal tonight? I've got a date.

-You've got a what?

-I've got a date.

-Who with?

-Alex, who do you think?

-I thought it wasn't going anywhere.

-It could go a lot further if you could take Cal.

Please, Ma, look, I'll do the dishes for a week.

Two weeks.

Deal. You're a star.

A mug, that's what I am.

And no bringing that boy back to snog on the couch, young lady.

Same again, gents?

Half for me, Stevie. I'm pacing myself.

Listen, make this your last - you've got a big day tomorrow.

Why, what's happening tomorrow?

You are going to pop in to wee Stuart's nursery for a chat with...

the gaffer. They're looking for a new caretaker.

A jannie?

Yeah.

Cleaning up sick after a load of toddlers?

It's the chance of a job, Murray, take it or leave it.

What are you having?

Four pints of lager and whatever Gabriel's having?

Make it five then. I thought you weren't getting the drinks in till Friday.

Wee thing called man management. Have you got any guest ales on?

I don't think there's much call for that round here.

I could do you a lager in a dirty glass.

No thanks, I'll just have a red check, please.

If the gentleman's splashing the cash, Stevie,

stick a bottle of wine on as well.

Leave it, Murray.

Why would he want to do that?

To make up for the one your daughter stole from the Community Centre.

If you're going to bad-mouth my kids you'd better have your facts right.

All I know is, Kirsty was round the centre earlier,

and when she went a bottle of wine went with her.

And why would she even BE there?

She came to the farewell party. Shame you couldn't make it.

Ignore him.

TINNY MUSIC FROM EARPHONES

DOOR OPENS

You! Out!

-Dad...

-Get out this house.

Dad, he's just my friend, OK?

Forget it, Kirsty. He's not gonna listen.

I can tell.

I said, out!

-I'm going, I'm going!

-No' fast enough for my liking.

Well, if you touch me, it's assault, pal.

I haven't laid a finger on ye. Yet.

And that's a threat - intimidation.

-You gonna call the police?

-I don't need to, my foster dad's a police officer.

Really? Well, you send him round to have a chat with me, I'd love to speak to him, believe me.

-Grounded doesn't even begin to cover what's going to happen here.

-Are you even going to let me talk?

Do you have any idea how it feels to have some guy in a pub

tell you your daughter's a thief in front of everybody?

You swore to me. You swore you'd never do anything like this again.

-What guy?

-Murray - the guy you stole the wine from.

I didn't steal it.

He GAVE it to me, OK? Murray did.

So you're telling me that in a room full of people, a party - a grown man...

-There was no-one else there.

-What?

He said there'd be others there when he invited me but nobody else showed up.

And he just gave you drink?

-You'd better not be lying to me...

-I'm not, OK?

He was trying to get me drunk so I'd do whatever he wanted.

Kirsty...

He even pulled down his zip.

He showed it to me. I just told him where to go and walked away.

What?

Look - it doesn't matter, I shouldn't have said anything.

No, no...

You can talk to me. I know you've done nothing wrong.

But you need to tell me exactly what happened.

-That me away, then?

-That's you away.

Ah, well. Probably for the best.

It's been a funny old day.

-See you later, Stevie.

-Cheers, Murray. See you later.

-Are you having a pint, Da?

-My shout.

I spoke to Kirsty.

She says you gave her wine, is she lying?

She had a couple...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Out! Now!

Stay away from my daughter, animal!

Da, what's happening?

-Your da's oot, that's what's happening!

-Cool it, Stevie...

She's only 15!

Right, Da. Let's go, come on.

Are you all right?

I just need to sit down.

Through here.

Did he say, "Stay away from my daughter"?

Sounded like.

-Hiya.

-Oh, you're home already. Great.

Yeah.

Did you get my text?

Oh, yeah, sorry, I...forgot to reply. Pizza would be great though.

No worries.

Finn...have you been drinking?

Da, you need to get some ice on that. Bag of peas or something.

I wish I'd hit him harder. I wish I'd put him in a hospital.

And then you'd be in the jail. Ice.

Can't believe Dad beat him up.

Surprised he didnae kill him.

-Stay with your sister for a while.

-Dad, where are you going? You need to leave this guy alone.

I'm not going anywhere near that pervert. I promise.

Then where?

I won't be long.

FINN: Are we going to go for some pizza, then?

Part of getting to know each other

is being able to talk about what counts as acceptable behaviour.

This is Alan. Kirsty's dad.

We've spoken to Finn. Told him that alcohol is totally off limits.

You're a policeman, right?

That's correct.

Can I talk to you in private?

You're not planning on making this, like, official, are you? I know drinking's wrong at their age but...

I don't care about the booze.

Then what is it?

Finn... Finn, mate, think you could go to your room for a sec?

No way, Will. He's just going to try and blame me for everything.

Will you listen to me? I said I don't care about the drink.

If you're going to stay, you need to keep your voice at a reasonable level.

She's told you, ain't she?

She told YOU?

Told you what?

I said I weren't going to say nothing.

Well, I think the cat's out the bag now.

Kirsty said that...that old perv from the community centre gave her some wine.

That's what she told me.

-What, old...Murray?

-Aye.

Why would Murray do something like that?

To keep her quiet.

About the other stuff he did.

Where's Kirsty now?

At home with her brother.

Is she OK?

She seems to be.

But they bottle things up, don't they, kids?

Aye, I suppose they do.

Has it stopped bleeding?

Aye, I think so.

He's a maniac.

Yeah.

Fathers and daughters, eh?

You know how it is -

especially when there's no mother on the scene.

I don't even know what it is I'm supposed to have done.

Is she saying I tried it on with her?

Something got his blood up.

I'll go and talk to him tomorrow when he's calmed down.

Sort it all out.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

I can't have people thinking that I'm...

It's just a misunderstanding.

What it is, Murray, is her word against yours.

You sound like you think it's my fault.

Well, it wasn't the smartest move, was it, giving a young girl wine, being on your own with her?

I didn't plan it that way, I invited loads of folk and no bugger turned up!

I did.

And...?

Well, it looked...

..off.

What do you mean, "off"?

She seemed on edge.

Because she was stealing from me!

-Raymond, you don't think that...?

-No.

No, I don't.

D'you want a...cup of tea or something?

DOOR OPENS

Oh, my God, Dad...

It's OK, honey. They're here to help.

I'd like you to try and relax if you can, Kirsty.

OK.

So here's what's we're going to do.

We're going to talk through what happened, and I'm going to take notes.

Do I have to go to the police station?

Not at this stage.

You've done nothing wrong, d'you hear me? Nothing.

So what will you charge him with?

We can't say as yet.

He exposed himself to a young girl.

Kirsty - would it be easier for you to talk just to us? Without your family?

I'm no' going anywhere.

I'd like it to be Kirsty's choice.

There are things that may be difficult to say in front of her dad.

He's right, Da, we should give them a bit of space, eh?

Better?

This all seems to be going really fast.

Well, it doesn't have to.

If you want to take a minute, or get a glass of water, just say.

OK.

So, in your own time, in your own words...

tell me everything that happened.

How we doing?

Oh, tickety-boo, Stevie.

If you're done with the questions, I'll have a brandy, a large one.

-One for the road, Stevie, then I'll see him home.

-Fine.

Well, I'll bet I'm the talk of the steamie.

-Murray, it's no' like that.

-Isn't it?

Well, we don't even know what happened.

Nothing happened!

What, nothing at all?

Come on, mate, let's go.

I'm going nowhere while my reputation gets dragged through the mud.

You'll be glad of the chance to clear your name, then, I expect.

This isn't happening.

We'd like a word.

You are kidding me.

I'm going to need you to remain calm.

I'm the one who's been assaulted. I am NOT putting up with this.

Murray, don't make things any worse for yourself. Talk to them, get it sorted.

That's good advice. Come on.

Fine!

..You don't have to say anything, but anything you do say may be taken down and used in evidence.

I don't believe this.

Let me talk to Kirsty, I'll make her see sense.

-Just get in the car, please.

-She just lives over there. Five minutes.

-Let's get the cuffs on him.

-Is that really necessary?

-'Fraid so.

I'm going to give you some time to sober up.

I'll arrange for some coffee.

Murray...

I understand, Will.

You'd better make it DC Cooper for as long as you're here.

-Right.

-It's just procedure.

-ALAN:

-Right, OK. Well, thanks for letting us know, Gabriel. Appreciate it.

Aye, we're, er...we're all fine here.

No, no, I'll be in. I'll see you in the morning.

Right, thanks again.

Apparently, the police lifted Murray in the pub.

Oh, my God - already?

No messing about, eh?

He's where he belongs. That's the main thing.

Kirsty, I know this is gonna be difficult,

but we'll get through it. Together.

The station. Court. All of it. OK?

Aye. You'll be all right, sis.

What exactly am I supposed to have done?

Why don't we start with your version of events?

Version?

I decided to have a farewell party at the Community Centre.

Kirsty turned up at about 2:30.

This is Kirsty Lindsay?

Yes.

How did Miss Lindsay know about the party?

I invited her. I invited lots of people.

Was there anyone else there when she arrived?

Nobody.

So just the two of you.

-Yes.

-Then what happened?

We talked.

Did you at any point give Miss Lindsay alcohol?

A cup of wine.

Just the one?

Just the one - and she poured it herself, actually.

Are you aware that Miss Lindsay is a minor?

It was a cup of wine! I mean, if we lived in France...

Were YOU drinking?

Yeah, I was.

Heavily?

Fairly heavily, I suppose.

During your conversation with Miss Lindsay,

do you recall raising the subject of sex?

No.

No?

Sexual intercourse?

She was quoting from a poem.

Did you at any point touch Miss Lindsay?

No.

No?

Her hand for a millisecond

when I was trying to stop her pouring the wine.

Did you unfasten your belt?

My belt?

Yes.

-No.

-Did you unzip your trousers?

Oh, my God. No!

Did you expose your genitals to Miss Lindsay?

No.

No, no. No!

I think I'm going to go to bed.

-Tired, honey?

-Yeah.

You're bound to be.

A good night's rest will do you the world of good, eh?

Aye, I'll see you in the morning, pal.

-Night.

-Night.

-SOBS:

-Oh, Dad!

Hey, come here.

Come here. It's OK, darling, it's OK.

I'm scared.

You don't need to be scared.

I'm never going to let anything bad happen to you ever again,

you hear me?

I promise. OK?

'Did you know Miss Lindsay prior to today?'

She helped me hand out flyers a week ago.

Helped you? So she was your employee?

I gave her a fiver. Doesn't mean that I...

When you started work at the community centre,

you submitted to a full CRB check.

I didn't submit to anything.

I got the check like everybody else and I must've passed

because I got the job.

I never knew you used to be a teacher.

Why would you? It's not as if we're friends.

You had quite a long career.

Yeah, most of my working life.

Why did you quit?

I see where this is going.

You're going to dig and dig and dig.

What will I find if I do?

-There was a girl, OK?

-And?

She made an accusation.

About?

Inappropriate conduct on my part.

Why weren't the police involved?

Because it was a total fabrication. Total.

The girl even admitted as much...

..but not before half the staff room had decided I was guilty.

I couldn't stand the atmosphere after that

so I took early retirement.

And now it is happening all over again.

I know it's not the same as going out but...

It's OK.

Everything'll be all right, you know. I mean, you're not in trouble.

I know!

Will's really good at his job,

so, whatever's gone on, he'll get to the bottom of it.

We know what's going on. It's like Kirsty says.

Well, yeah...

You don't believe her? Why does no-one believe kids?

I never said that.

She's your pal and I think it's right that you're supporting her.

Listen, Will is probably going to be really late.

So d'you want to just put on a film?

OK.

You choose and I'll finish tidying.

Cheers, mate.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Lucky you were able to sort that baby-sitter, eh?

See, that's what you don't understand about me.

Luck doesn't come in to it.

I'm a single parent with two jobs. I need to be organised.

All right, well, I'm glad you were able to organise a baby-sitter then.

Me too.

It's nearly closing time.

Don't worry, Cinders, I'll have you home by midnight.

Not when I've gone to all this trouble, you won't.

So how long have I got you for?

Let's just say...I need to be back to give Cal his breakfast.

So you better drink up.

I'll just have this and head over to the garage.

Look, you know I'm only two minutes away. So's Dad.

It's fine. I don't need a baby-sitter, you know.

Aye, you're a tough cookie.

Right, I'll see you later.

TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

If this goes to court, will Finn have to give evidence?

-Maybe.

-Will it go to court?

I don't know.

Fat lot of good you are.

What do you want me to say?

You know I can't talk about investigations.

But Finn's involved in it.

He wasn't in the room. Nobody else was.

I highly doubt it'll go to court.

Even if it does, any half-decent defence lawyer

would throw his evidence out as hearsay.

Do you think we should phone Sandra?

And say what?

I don't know, I didn't think we'd have deal with anything like this.

FAINT DISCUSSIONS

Nobody's going to blame us if the accusations turn out to be false.

D'you know what, I'm really starting to hope that he's guilty,

otherwise how are we gonna look him in the eye ever again?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yeah, come in.

Morning.

I'm just going to the shop, wondered if you needed anything.

I was actually going to see if you wanted to go out for breakfast.

Nah, it's OK, I'll just go grab some milk.

You off to work?

Yeah, have a nice day.

You too.

Oh, my God, Finn, oh, my God.

-I know.

-Murray got arrested.

Yeah, it was Will who nicked him.

I can't believe this.

It's his job, you know.

Has he said anything?

I was listening, but I couldn't hear them properly.

He's definitely banged up, though.

What, all night?

Yeah. So you don't need to worry.

I mean, he was a big creep and everything but...jail?

Look, just sit down and chill out.

You do want him to go to jail, right?

What, are you saying like he didn't do anything or whatever?

Not exactly.

Not exactly?

It was more like I was joking.

You was joking?

Yeah, like when you said Will was your boyfriend, remember?

Look, I'm not getting the blame for this.

I've heard them talking and it's going to be pretty crappy for me

if they find out you were lying.

-Why? Why you?

-New kid, troublemaker.

I'm new too.

Do you think he would have wanted to, though?

Maybe.

Cos...I definitely got a pervy vibe off him.

Oh, me too. I mean, he gave me drink

and everything before his pal showed up.

His pal? So if his pal didn't come then...?

Definitely.

100%?

I could tell. It's like a pervy vibe, like you said.

Here's what you need to do.

You just need to stick to your guns on this one.

Yeah?

I mean it, you're going to be in trouble otherwise.

I know.

And he definitely wanted to do something.

Yeah, definitely.

Well then, he's a pervert, he gets what he deserves, right?

You will not be charged at this time but you should consider

yourself under investigation and be prepared for further questioning.

Do you understand?

Murray?

Yeah, I do.

I must ask you to avoid all contact with Miss Lindsay and her family.

You must not approach their home. Do you understand?

Don't worry. I'll be giving them a wide berth.

I'm glad to hear it.

You're calm, and sober - you should stay that way.

We'll be in touch.

Will?

DC Cooper.

I'm innocent.

I'll have a wee word with him the noo.

I'll catch you later, lads.

All right, gaff?

Listen, how's your daughter?

She's all right. As well as can be expected. She's tough.

TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

If you're that bothered, why don't you try talking to the guy

-that wrote this?

-Yeah, like he'd talk to me.

Well, maybe he'll speak to me.

What about anything that's not in the report?

Do you think I'd leave something out?

Compromise my professional integrity?

Not content with getting me arrested, he's got the press on me.

-What?

-That muck raker Miller had someone taking my photograph.

And you think I got them on to you?

Murray, this will pass. They'll find you not guilty.

What difference will that make?

There will still be a stain

and I will have lost the most important thing, my good name.

I went to see the guy who did the tests.

Raymond, this has got nothing to do with you.

I told you before, the best thing you can do

is just forget the whole thing.

I kept some back, for insurance.

-You think you can blackmail me again?

-I want paying.