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And it looks like gangs are in.

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- ...fifteen-year-old boy... - Hello?

...increase in funding, police intervention has failed

to provoke a significant reduction in crime statistics.

...invasive culture of violence.

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Tom.

- Tom, what's happening? - You all right, Danny?

Yo, don't say I never do nothing for ya.

Oh, sweet.

- Who's that? - I didn't say it weren't secondhand.

This morning, we're gonna go over your revision sheets

and take a look at exam prep.

If we don't hit the 60 percent pass rate,

we're gonna be spending a lot more time together in queue at the job center.

So, Tom, how did you get on with the exercises?

Tom.

Uh...

- Triangles? - What?

Okay, Eileen, what about you?

Yeah, it was all right. One thing I didn't under...

Man, it's painful watching you sometimes.

- What? - This.

Everyone knows you've fancied Lucy Walker since forever.

Just man up and get it done, all right?

Ooh, here she comes. This could be your big chance to impress her.

So, make sure you say something really, really cool.

- Go away, please. - Tom.

- Hey. - Uh, did you get the science revision?

- Yeah. - No, I mean, like, did you get it?

- Oh, did I get it? Yeah, I think so. - Cool.

Look at Tommy boy. He's getting moist just talking to a girl.

- Still a dickhead, Eugene? - What are you looking at?

Fuck off.

So, anyway, um, the science revision.

I, uh, was wondering if you could help me 'cause I tried looking at it,

and then I remembered I haven't paid attention in science since, like, 2011.

I'll see what I can do.

I mean, I can only work with what I got. You're not exactly a model student.

- Are you questioning my academic prowess? - I am, yeah.

All right, well, I'm seeing Charlie after school, but come by later, yeah?

Sure.

- Charlie Gibbs or Charlie Penford? - Uh, Charlie Gibbs. As in Charlotte?

I haven't seen Charlie Penford in months.

Right, of course. I mean, it's none of my business, obviously.

I'll see you later then.

See you, Lucy, later... See you later, Lucy.

Put here some vegetable stock...

Police investigation con...

What are you so fidgety about?

If someone said for you to come around later,

what time would you say that was?

- Later than what? - Than earlier.

Like, eight, do you think, maybe?

Well, that's certainly later on than earlier.

- What you writing? - A romance novel.

- They're all romance novels. - Yes, they are.

Would you like to hear some?

I don't think so.

- "Philip..." - Oh, Nan.

"...closed the door behind him and undid the buttons of his shirt.

He unbuckled his belt and released his engorged... "

Oh, Jesus. I'm going.

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Lucy?

- - Let's go, man.

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Hey! Stop!

Emergency. Which service?

Nan?

This is your phone.

Did it miss all the important bits?

Well, it's a brain,

so we tend to think of all of it as quite important.

- But it will be okay? - We hope so.

Fragments here and here missed the temporal lobe

and the auditory complex by milli...

Is my friend in here?

Lucy's gone home, love. She was discharged about a week ago.

You've been out for nearly ten days, Tom.

At the moment,

nothing in there is moving around in any way that worries us.

- You were very lucky. - Will there be, like, side effects?

We're gonna keep an eye on you, but if anything unusual happens,

I want you to let me know straightaway.

- Unusual, like, how? - Just unusual.

I should've done something.

You did the only thing you could, love.

- Have you seen her? - No.

It'll take a while, Tom.

Is there something about my grandson you find particularly fascinating?

- No, no, no. - Well, stop bloody staring at him, then.

Looks like he's been in the wars.

Well, thank you for your considered medical opinion.

Maybe, next time, I'll get the doctor to drive us and you to do the operation.

- How about that? - Calm down, love.

It's only an observation.

So, how you feeling?

- How's the head? - It's all right.

- How's it look? - Already, it looks better.

We need to even this up a bit.

You know, if you feel up to it, maybe later you should go to Lucy.

- No, she's not gonna want to see me. - Of course, she is.

I ran away, Nan.

Anyone could be forgiven for running out of that flat, Tom.

But someone who kept running afterwards when she really needed them?

That would be a coward.

I mean, what a fucking asshole. Who says that?

I mean, come on. He said he was gonna call me.

Then, when I saw him, he said he was out of credit.

- I know. He's on a contract. -

Yeah, I know for a fact he's definitely on a contract.

- Right? - Yeah. Oh, my God, what a prick.

Now, some boy is staring at me.

- Oh, shit, it's that kid they shot. - How's he look?

Not good.

- What floor you want? - Five.

Nice flowers.

For your nan?

Oh, you look like shit.

Say hello to Lucy from us, yeah?

Let me go and check on her first, all right?

Shaw to Pogba.

Rooney.

You all right, Ben?

You all right, Tom?

Lamela. Back to Walker.

She's in her room, Tom.

Denied by Linguard.

I'm glad you're not dead.

Thanks.

Same.

They've given you lots of drugs?

Yeah, must've done. Things have been a bit trippy.

- I'm sorry, Luce. - It's okay.

No, it's... it's not.

They won't get away with it.

They already have.

I should've done something.

- Yeah? Like what? - I shouldn't have run.

No one's mad at you for not being a hero.

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Tom?

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- Tom? - I'm fine, Nan.

You're frightening me.

- I'm gonna call the doctor. - I'm fine, seriously.

I just need to get some sleep.

- There he is. - Morning.

- You sleep all right, love? - Yeah, good.

All right. Well, you look better.

How was Lucy yesterday?

Different.

Yeah. So were you.

Keep thinking if your mum was still with us,

she'd be out there now, kicking doors down,

trying to find the little bastards that did that to you.

Tom!

- What are you doing? - It's Monday.

You've just been shot in the head.

I think they'll give you a bit of time off school.

It's exams... or doom.

Well, stay out of trouble.

Tom.

Easy.

Shit. You took a head shot and you're already walking.

Is it true they had to pull bits of phone outta your brain?

- Left most of it in there, I think. - Mate, I am...

- I am glad you ain't a vegetable. -

- Thanks, Danny. - Wait, I know you're not going to school.