Vengeance

All I ask is a tall ship

and a star to sail her by.

All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

All I ask is a tall ship

and a star to sail her by.

Is that enough?

Yeah.

Can I keep this cos this is written by Richard?

I could frame this, couldn't I?

Yeah.

Hello, Princess.

This train is for Stratford International.

The next stop is West Silvertown.

Get off me! Get off me!

Please don't!

Alright, fuck her. Come on. Come on.

I just run like a right bitch.

I'll be right back, OK?

- And your name's Donna? - Crissy.

Oh. But you're not the mother?

No, I told you already, I'm a friend.

Oh. Well, Crissy,

without a detailed description of the assailants

we can't move on to stage two.

But I thought you said you already know who they are?

We can't level charges without evidence.

Do you think she needs to see a counsellor?

Look, Melissa, do you wanna see a counsellor?

- Madison. Her name's Madison. - Brilliant.

Well, if she changes her mind use the CR number.

- What? - Look, it's on the back.

Case reference number.

You're looking tired.

Do you think you need to get some sleep?

It's her who needs a sleep.

Night.

Music hour next and we're gonna be joined live in the studio

by Neil Drinkwater of the Red Stripe band.

Before that it looks like we're gonna have to go to the news

as we're getting reports of another assault

in Canning Town tonight.

Unbelievable. If this is indeed Canning Town,

then this is the seventh repor,

sorry, eighth report my producers telling me,

in that area in the last ten days.

We all know the Metropolitan Police and the Mayor of London

are struggling to control this escalating situation,

therefore, I suppose, we have to ask ourselves the question,

is there anyone out there that can restore

order to our streets?

- Mr Williams? - Yes.

- - What?

What do you feel, darling?

Nothing.

Hello.

Eric.

Erm, who is this?

Hello, Eric. It's Crissy.

Christ, Crissy, it's been a long time.

Look, you might wanna sit down for this, Eric.

I need you, or we need you.

It's your daughter.

Abdullah.

Hello, brother.

How's it going?

- Good. - Fishing good?

Listen, I've been looking for you all morning.

I need a favour.

I've got a problem.

I have to get to France.

Calais if possible, really quickly.

- No problem. - Yeah?

I'll make it worth your while, don't worry.

You take care. Thank you.

Alright!

- Eric? - Yeah.

You're on time.

Let's go.

We're in no way judgemental, Madison.

My task is to help you choose a course of action.

Do you have any questions before we begin?

Yeah.

Have you ever been raped?

I understand you're angry, Ma...

To you, rape's a word. Round here it's a sport.

That's as maybe but...

They swap videos.

All over London.

The dirtier the better. Have you seen any?

Madison, my department isn't responsible for...

Of course not.

Heaven forbid anyone's responsible.

No one's ever responsible for anything ever.

You people...

You're all the same. All you do is talk.

Talk, talk, talk but you never actually say anything!

Eric Williams?

Dave Allen. Ronnie sent me to pick you up.

- Hello, Dave. - How's the luxury villa treating you?

Great, only two lap dancers at a time.

Very good. Ronnie's booked the hotel room for you.

Jesus.

Where did that lot come from?

...should she be allowed back or should we be focusing

our efforts on cleaning up our own streets first? That's what people are asking.

Later we're going to be talking to families...

...before that we've got an hor of non-stop music for you,

kicking off now with, 'I Found You Again'.

['I've Found You Again' by Stylus and Dionne Bennett plays]

- -

- Hi, Crissy. -

Eric.

Ah, it's good to see you. When did you get in?

- Is Ronnie with you? - All in good time.

Have I got enough for a gin and tonic in here?

Five years on the run. Ended up in Algiers.

Got 18 years in an African jail. Not good.

Got released. Made my way to Turkey.

Courtesy of Ronnie Taylor, stayed in his villa. Get a phone call from you.

Made my way to Calais. Jumped in a helicopter.

Arrived in England. Last place on Earth I wanna be.

Now don't do anything stupid.

I am gonna do something really sensible.

Been away a long time, Eric. Things are different now.

Yeah, I say they're different.

It's drugs in schools, knives in the streets.

Shootings and rapes all the time.

And these kids that did this?

Four of 'em. Three boys and a girl.

The girl took photos, laughed her socks off. And the boys, well...

How the fuck did she end up in a shithole like this?

I done my best by that girl and I done it for you, Eric.

What does she know?

Er, it's complicated.

So uncomplicate it, Crissy.

Well, at first I told her you were away on business.

On business?

Yeah.

And what does she believe now?

You rejected her.

There's something else, Eric.

You're a grandfather.

Her name's Ruby. She's three.

I'm a grandfather.

- -You missed a lot of joy and you missed a lot of sadness.

And there you are working on your tan in Turkey.

It's not like that, Crissy.

It's exactly like that.

You shot David Anderson dead saving Ronnie's dad.

Look where it got you.

27 years ago, you sneak back here,

trying to make things right and even in the midst of all that,

you couldn't keep it in your trousers.

And I'm left to bring up your mistake.

Look.

I don't mean that.

Maddie's incredible.

She grew up good and strong.

Be under no illusions, Eric, she did it without you.

Ronnie's looked out for her.

He knows he owes you cos of his dad.

But everything you touch, Eric...

Right, here's what me and my friend are gonna do.

We're gonna show you how to pour a proper pint.

Ha! Pull it!

Right, you! Out. Now. Both of you.

Or you'll do what?

Old girl.

You've got two options, boy. You either get out now

or I'll call the Old Bill.

You wouldn't dare. D'you know who we are?

There's always a third option, lads.

But I'm sure you two don't wanna go there, right?

Here, Reg, let's leave it, yeah?

Yeah.

Alright, Dave.

Who'd wanna drink in a shithole like this anyway?

- -

Oh, it's you.

No. Why?

Where?

Where is he?

No.

I've got nothing to say to him.

What, I'm being unfair, am I?