The Control Room

I don't want anything to do with it!

I am so done with secrets.

I just want us to be honest with each other, me and you.

The van's gone.

My uncle, he's taken it. What if he looks in the back?

The van, Charlie?

The police towed it away. It's in the pound.

Robbo! No! No!

Dad! Dad, where are you?

You've killed him!

Oh, no, Gabe, you havnae! Not again!

Where's the money, Mavs? The locker was empty.

It can't have been.

I gave them your address. They're coming for you,

and they won't stop until they get what's theirs.

You're a dead man.

You are going to do exact as I say.

Who is it?

The police.

You tell them I was here earlier, I seemed fine,

but I'm not here now.

I'll get the door, bruv, but you can do the rest.

There's two of them.

Shit!

If they come in this room, I will make sure that they go in yours.

I'm not doing anything for you unless you tell me what's going on.

- - Hello?

Mr Maver?

Sam's van's been impounded.

And we need to get it back before they realise what's in it.

What is?

Money.

But it's not ours.

You do documents? Fake IDs?

Gabriel?

You ever heard of knocking?

We did.

Is Gabriel Maver in there?

Nah.

Why were you?

Oh, he lets me use his PlayStation.

Right, do you know where he is?

Er... He was here earlier.

Have you noticed anything strange about his behaviour lately?

No more than usual, no.

Can you ask him to give me a call, please? He's got my number.

This better not come back to bite me, Gabe.

Oh, sorry.

DI Breck?

Oh, no. No, no. Nah, not today.

It's... My van's been impounded?

There was a mix-up with my uncle. I was just getting the plates fixed.

Oh.

- You got your 3708? - Yeah.

Wait here.

Hey!

Don't go without this.

Go, go!

OK?

Oh, my God!

Stop. Sam, stop. I better get this.

- Hey. Gabe?

You all right?

Where have you been?

Nowhere. I just...

The police have been looking for you, calling you. We all have.

Well, I just... I just... I didn't want to speak to anyone,

I just wanted to be on my own.

I know what's going on, Gabe.

What?

I know about the woman that called.

Know what?

I know everything.

Just come here now.

I want to speak to you before I speak to anyone else.

Someone must have spoken to her.

Who?

Oh, no!

What?

My dad.

I know Leigh.

She is not Anthony.

If I speak to her, if I talk to her, if...

If I explain to her...

...I think she might understand.

Gabo...

...we've both been walking round

this city for... years, haven't we?

Years!

I wonder how close we've come to seeing each other.

I just...

I just want to rewind everything.

Everything.

Go back.

To when?

Before this.

Well, I don't.

That's good. Okay. What I need you to do,

make sure she stays with you until the paramedics arrive.

It shouldn't be long...

Sorry.

It's going to be okay.

Gabe!

You're not due for an hour, Mavs.

I'm not here to work, Anthony.

Hey.

Bloody hell, Gabe!

I know.

- It's been so difficult. - Oh! Oh, come here.

The important thing is you don't need to worry any more.

The police have searched every inch of that development,

checked all the footage they can.

They found nothing.

So they asked us to go back, look at the calls made around that time.

Here's one seven minutes earlier.

Operator. What service do you require?

Ambulance, ambulance.

Just a moment, please.

That her?

Hello, Glasgow.

This is 07700900793 calling from

an out-of-range of service provider.

Okay, thank you.

Ambulance Emergency, is the patient breathing?

Hello? Is the patient breathing? Are you there?

She rang from three different numbers,

hanging up every time until she got to speak to you.

Gabe, the police think someone's playing with you, and so do I.

Was anyone really killed? Really?

It wasn't a coincidence, was it, that she only wanted to speak to you?

Gabe... Gabe! Gabe, wait!

HE PANTS

No, no!

Hello?

Oh! Hey, my friend lives in this block. Her name's Sam?

- Aw, I'm sorry, I don't want to. - No, no, no, no!

Sam!

Sam?

- - Sam?

Sam?

Sam!

Sam?

Sam, wait...

Sam, would you wait?

Sam?

Sam, Sam...

I had to help him!

I was dropping him at work a few weeks ago,

and there you were.

I told him what went on between us, when we were kids.

There's no body?

No.

There never was?

We made it up so you'd think you'd done something illegal,

something bad, so he could get you to do stuff for him.

What did I do?

She didn't say?

About what?

Ah, f...!

What was in that package?

Every accident, every emergency,

every call you take has a value.

Yeah. I know.

No, I mean, like, there are people out there

who will pay for that information,

like that dodgy lawyer you met at the museum.

What? They can use the names and addresses,

what happened, who saw what.

You have no idea how much it's all worth.

And it's scary fucking guys behind it.

Why are you involved?

It didn't go how it was meant to go.

- Gabo. - Get to fuck.

Did you really lose that money?

I did not "lose" the money, I put it in the locker!

Well, it's gone, hasn't it?

And if we don't hand it over, people are going to get hurt!

Oh, don't make out like it's just me.

You're the one shagging your boss on the sly.