The Responder

I work on me own. Not tonight. Spray!

Phil's knackered so he's going home. And she is going with you.

ENGINE STARTS Invoice for you, sir.

You look shattered. I'll sleep when you do.

I want to get the most out of this place, it costs enough.

You know Chris Carson? Who are you? I'm a drug dealer.

My name's Ray Mullen.

I'm part of a team investigating Carson.

I know you're as fed up as I am.

I love my husband, Ray.

Why are you lying to me? After all I have done for you.

I have given you free money, lad.

It's not free money.

You are disappearing...these last few months.

You missed breakfast. I had work, you know.

It isn't great, Chris. I know. Look, I'm sorry.

Darling, I love you.

I want to be a good bobby.

I want to do good things.

I want to be normal.

I'm a fucking police officer, Casey.

If you hand them in, you're as dead as I am.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

Oh, shit.

Fucking hell.

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come.

Doctor?

Mr Sweeney, if you could go behind the curtain

and remove your clothes for me, please.

Decent?

Underpants too.

I see the psoriasis is back.

You've been hiding.

No, I haven't.

Don't argue with me.

You told us you were going to make everyone money,

and then you ran away.

Someone...someone took it off me courier.

He got smashed. Sorry.

But I'm going to get it back.

Do you have any security?

Well, I've got Barry and Ian, but...

I mean collateral, Carl. Cash.

I'm all in. I never thought. Sorry.

It's OK. We'll take it from here. Don't worry about it.

No, no, I can...I can fix this.

Honest to God, I can sort it... It's OK. Get dressed.

Go home to your family and learn from this.

Are we all right, though?

Just go home to your family.

FOOTSTEPS RECEDE

Shit!

LOUD UPBEAT MUSIC

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

MUSIC CONTINUES

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry to keep you. It's OK.

How have you been?

That bad?

Mm-hm.

Bad at home, or bad at work?

Yeah, both.

How's Helen?

Helen? Your wife?

You what?

No.

James...?

No.

Oh, God!

You're four, aren't you?

I'm so sorry.

I've... I looked at the clock cos I'm running late.

And I've...I've picked up 4:30. Right.

Um, I'm so sorry but I'm absolutely swamped.

There's so many of you.

There used to be two of us.

I'm dying in front of you and you don't even know me name.

Oh, Chris.

The car park. The boy who fell.

Yeah. I'm not here cos he fell,

I'm here cos I cried when he fell.

I know, I remember. Right.

Oh, can we, um, try again with the time we've got left? Yeah.

Um...

I don't...I don't know.

Just keep it simple.

Please. OK.

OK. Right.

I don't know what's right and wrong any more. OK?

I thought I was doing something good this week

and now it's got me...fucked.

So what I want to know is, right, how do you even know...

..before you do something, right,

how do you even know whether it's right or not?

And I mean, right for you?

And right for them.

Right for someone you've never even met?

And fuck. I know, I know I'm spinnin' here, but...

Right and wrong... Mm-hm.

..is quite a binary concept when you break it down.

Pretty much the first thing a child learns. Mm.

If you can see through the fog

and clear your mind in the ways that we've discussed,

then you'll know what is right and what is wrong,

and you will be able to apply that decision to the issue at hand.

Does that help?

Are you able to, you know, share what's...?

Can I stop you? Yeah.

Erm...

Do you want...? I'm sorry, no. It doesn't help.

It doesn't help.

I'm going to go.

You'll fucking hate me, but you don't even know who I am.

So excuse me.

Well, I can only apologise.

Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

I fucking hate this job.

I'm in the shit, Chris.

You've got some fucking front. You know that?

I should knock you out.

I should fucking...

You come to my house, and you threaten my wife?

Come on, you know I would never hurt Kate or Tilly.

I love the bones of them. Fuck off, Carl. Honestly, mate.

Fair enough, I was out of order. I'm sorry. Yeah, it was.

All right. So are you following me or what?

Where've you been, Chris? To see my therapist. What do you want?

You crackin' up again? You're going to end up like your old fella.

Seriously, mate. Look, look...

Look, if you want to talk?

I'm late picking up Tilly, so what do you fucking want?

Is it money? Cos I can, you know, try and sort you... Oh, mate.

Look you...you threatened to kill my wife.

I'm in the shit, lad. I don't care!

She did a runner on the other two dopes. Who?

Casey. She's still got me gear.

I need you, mate. I know you can find her.

I'll double whatever I pay you.

OK. How about this, mate. Fuck Casey.

Fuck your drugs, and fuck you, Carl.

Come on, mate, I'm not messing.

If you don't help me, I'm a dead man.

I've got family too, you know? Oh, you've got family now? Right.

I swear to God. If you knob me off,

you will be making me bird a single mother. No. A widow.

I'll be making her a widow, mate.

Now, fucking do one.

CAR DOOR SLAMS

DOOR OPENS

All right. All right, mate.

DEVICE BEEPS

Fucking hell. You going to be long?

Another three hours. Fucking job, it's not worth it.

Chris? 30K. 30K?

Where the fuck am I going to get that?

I don't care, right, just get it.

Are you sure it's corruption?

I mean, if it is, obviously I'm on board if it's something like that,

but I have heard about him having other issues.

If he's bent, he's going to be struggling to cope.

But the corruption came first,

I can absolutely say that for certain.

I'm not sure.

What we are supposed to do as police officers is find the truth.

If he's corrupt, we find that truth.

If he's not corrupt and he's just a bit unstable,

we'll find that truth.

You're just helping me find the truth.

I just want to do what's right. Brilliant.

Come on.

Hey. Not going to have me whacked, are you? What?

I had no choice, Casey, honest.

What you on about "whacked"?

I watched Goodfellas on ITV4 the other night.

Boss film. Boss film.

I'll just get me bag.

Well, he was going to give me a grand, you know.

A grand?

Erm...

..I got you a Wham bar.

You bought me a Wham bar?

Well, I robbed it, like, but...

I was going to give you half the dough.

So you was going to give me 500 quid, but instead you got me

battered and robbed me a Wham bar?

He didn't pay me.

A Wham bar, though?

Hello, hello, hello. Look, Tilly, it's your dad.

We did painting today. Did ya?

Very clever. Nice one.

I normally see Kate here.

How's the counselling?

You what? Come here, Tilly.

Tilly, come here, darling. Put this on.

How is Kate? Is she OK? I swear to God, mate, one more,

one more, lad, you're a snake.

You're a snake. Yeah? And you know you are.