Born to Kill

We don't seem to have any

- contact details for his dad. - His dad's dead.

Even if Peter does get out, you never have to tell Sam.

They do take everything into account his psychiatric evaluation,

- his behaviour in prison. - My son is still a child.

I cannot let that man anywhere near him.

Is there something worrying you?

No, I'm-I'm fine.

Now the final contestant,

Sam Woodford, representing year ten.

- You were brilliant, by the way. - If you keep practising

and having lessons, one day you might be up there with me.

Do you think so?

You can do anything if you put your mind to it.

When you stand up there,

high above everyone,

just nothing can touch you.

Buzz is incredible.

I'm sorry for what happened at the party,

what I said about your dad.

It's OK.

Forget it.

- Chrissy! - Get the fuck off me!

- I'm sorry. - What are you doing?

I saw you watching me dive.

It was compulsory.

Oh, so you mean you weren't checking me out?

No, I wasn't.

OK.

If you say so.

Shit dive, by the way.

I'm 5p short.

Thanks.

You all right, Jenny?

It's been a long time since anyone's asked me that.

Really?

I owe you 5p.

Maybe we could get that coffee.

How about a carrot cake?

No!

Maybe even dinner?

- That'd be nice. - Great.

- What's going on? - Mr. Williams is dead.

They think it was an accidental overdose.

Something must have gone wrong with his morphine machine.

- That's not possible! - I know, it's a nightmare!

You know, I've been on all night, and

now Jane wants me to write a report.

There's going to be an inquiry and I've

got to minute all the comings and goings

and I can't find his watch anywhere.

You know, I'm exhausted and I can't remember anything.

It'll be fine, they'll get to the bottom of it.

Oh, I need to speak to Sam.

- Why? - Well, he was here last night.

What? No, he told me he was at party.

No, no, he was here, wandering around as usual.

- Can he come in today? - Yeah,

- I'll call him, we'll speak to him. - OK.

We inherit through the egg of our

mother and the sperm of our father.

Er, there's nothing funny about that.

Come in.

Er, Sam Woodford, your mum rang, you need to go to the hospital

straight after school.

OK. Jason Watson and Francis Crick worked out the structure of DNA...

He passed away last night.

Was it his heart?

It was a morphine overdose.

Didn't finish Treasure Island.

- I'm going to miss him, Mum. - I know.

Jenny, we need to do this.

What were you doing here last night?

I was looking for you.

Why did you lie to me? You told me you were going to a party.

I didn't lie. I went to the party, but it was boring,

so I left early and I came to find you.

- Did you forget I was out with Lisa? - Mum, you weren't at home

and I didn't want to be on my own.

But that's not the point.

You shouldn't be here when I'm not.

I keep saying the same thing, this is no place for a child.

I think Cathy's right. I don't think you can come here any more.

Did you speak to Mr. Williams?

No. I picked up my book, like I said.

But I didn't speak to him, he was asleep.

W-was he making any noises?

Nope. He was quiet as a mouse.

Are you sure?

Sam? Sam?

Yes, I told you, he was asleep.

I'm sorry Kathy,

but you need to come with us.

Uh...

Erm, I haven't finished my report.

Don't worry about that now.

Can you cover for me?

Be all right. You'll be back before you know it.

Okay.

Eurgh!

Stop!

You're not afraid of hurting a snail?

No.

What about a bee?

Bees are important to the environment. You can't kill bees.

- What about a rat? - I can't stand rats!

Those long tails.

- So you'd kill a rat, would you? - If I had to.

Maybe see you later.

Hey, Chrissy!

Where you going?

I'm going to see my grandma at the hospital.

I'll come with you.

- Weird. - It's my second home, I love it.

The old man at the hospital,

the one I read to...

He died.

Shit.

I'm sorry.

He was a real gentleman.

I liked his company.

You sound like you were close to him.

One of the nurses gave him a morphine overdose.

At the hospital?

Yeah.

Can you imagine?

To do that to somebody.

That is massive.

It's meant to be a gentle death,

a bit like drowning.

Where'd you get that idea from?

I wouldn't have thought drowning was gentle.

I'd hate to die like that.

Why?

Cos I'd just be panicking, knowing there was nothing I could do.

Maybe at first.

But then you'd be calm.

No way.

I'd much rather be shot in the head.

You coming, or what?

I don't know what she looks like now.

That's her.

- Do you want me to come with you? - No.

This is where the old man died.

- Oh, my God. Really? - Mmm.

Wonder if he was awake or asleep?

What do you mean?

Just wondering how it happened.

Sam, what are you doing?

Just showing her where Mr. Williams died.

That is inappropriate. Get off the bed.

Now!

I told you not to come to the hospital any more.

- I didn't mean anything by it. - This is serious, Sam.

Kathy's been suspended. She's in a real state.

Well, she's always in a flap.

Maybe she made a mistake?

But I know her. She's a brilliant nurse.

She does like a drink.

No more than anyone else.

Well, I smelled it on her breath the other day.

- It could be to do with that. - What are you talking about?

I told you not to come back to the hospital. I really mean it.

You're starting to sound a lot like her.

And you're starting to sound like someone else's son.

Whatever.

Sam?

Sarah?

It's Chrissy.

You look like her.

- Do you think so? - Mmm.

Come and sit down.

Last time I saw you, you just learned to talk.

- That was a long time ago. - What are you doing?

- I didn't know you was coming here. - Look at her now, all grown up.

Yeah.

- They give you time off school? - Look, I was going to say...

Dad made me start at Ripley Heath the day after we moved in.

Did he, now?

Yeah.

He wouldn't let me have a day off.

Chrissy, go and wait for me outside.

- You trying to get rid of me? - Chrissy.

Please?

So, she's at school here now, is she? Thinking of staying?

You have to put them in school now or you get fined.

- You're not having my house. - I don't want your house, Mum.

I'm just here to help.

It's not a man's job. What about work?

The transfer hasn't come through yet.

- Chrissy? - She's fine.

Look,

she doesn't know anything about what happened.

I'd like to keep it that way.

I don't know what you're

- talking about. - Just...

Leave her mother out of it, OK?

Oscar, can you get Dad from the garage? Dinner's ready.

I'll go.

Oh, OK.