Come on, out! Down the corridor!
Move it, move it!
Come on!
- Go on! - Come here.
Jamie.
Jamie!
You're just dreaming.
It's the money again, isn't it?
Yeah. That must be it.
You shouldn't let things get on top of you.
Something'll turn up.
And at the end of the day, no matter how far we are in the red,
they can't take away the things that matter.
Sure.
Do you fancy a cup of tea?
Yeah, all right. Don't wake the kids.
Where did you leave it?
- Wayne's here. - Must've smelt the coffee. Stop it, you!
- Right, where is it? Where have you looked? - Stop it!
- 'Ey up, Jamie! - Wayne.
I were just passing. I thought I'd stop by. Everything all right?
Yeah. You got time for a cup of coffee?
Oh, well, if you've got some on.
- Go and say bye to your daddy. Hello, Wayne. - Alyson.
- Bye, Dad. - See you later, love. Bye!
- Had anyone stopping over? - No.
- Still, early in the season yet. - That's what I tell myself.
Got to pick up, hasn't it? I mean, t'footpaths are open.
My exact words to the bank manager.
- Thought you might fancy a biscuit. - Oh, well... don't mind if I do.
- Mind you, it's been hard all round. - But the farmers got compensation. We didn't.
No, point taken. And you'd just done up the bedrooms when the foot-and-mouth hit.
En suite facilities for the up-market walker.
- They'll be back. - I wish they'd get a move on.
I tell you what, property's shifting all right. Mel Tyson got his asking price for Thwaite House.
- Did he, now? - Oh, aye. Offcomers, of course.
- Holiday home or retirement? - Holiday home. Bloke's in his 50s.
They're southerners. He talks a bit like you.
- What does he do? How much does he earn? - I don't know yet.
- Bush telegraph's slowing up round here. - Give us a chance. They've just got the place.
Name of... Hadley. I know that.
Oh, well. With my luck, the bastard'll turn out to be a teetotaller.
- There you go. Enjoy your meals. - Thank you.
Hi. Everything all right for you?
Thanks. I'll try that starter with the peppers.
- You will when you've got a kitchen. - We can do it in London, smartarse.
- Are you the people that bought Thwaite House? - I told you. News travels round here.
We've got that much scandal on each other, it pays us to keep quiet.
I'm Chaz Hadley. This is Nadine, my partner.
- Alyson Holt. - We've fallen in love with this place.
How long does it take before you're accepted as a local round here?
A local? Now you're asking.
After three generations you can expect to pass muster as a visitor.
My husband's been here ten years and he thinks his novelty value's just wearing off.
- All right? - Sorry, Sam. I got held up.
- So where do I do a bit of shopping round here? - There's loads of little places...
Chaz!
Here we are. The man himself. This is Chaz and Nadine.
- Thwaite House? - We've found out we're local celebrities already.
- Jamie Holt. - Jamie.
Chaz Hadley. Pleased to meet you.
Jim! What the...? Jim! Jim!
We were saying to Alyson, this place is like a picture postcard.
I mean, coming from where we do, all the hassle and aggravation,
it's like we found a sanctuary.
Yeah. That's the way I feel about it.
Chaz!
James Hughes, you have been found guilty of murder.
...sentence you to imprisonment for the term of your natural life. Take him down.
Hello, Jessie.
There's a good girl.
Kids! Come and get your hats and gloves on!
You all right? You had the bank on to you again?
- No, no way. - Hmm.
You've got your overdraft face on. You're brooding.
Not really.
Chaz and Nadine are off home tomorrow.
- Yeah? - London. They're coming back at the weekend.
They seem really nice.
Don't you think so?
- Could be anyone. Just turn up out of nowhere. - That's good coming from you!
You just turned up out of nowhere.
- The orphan of the storm, you were. - Win some, lose some.
People go to Canada to make their fortunes. I lost mine.
You were half-dead of exposure, wearing somebody's cast-offs that fit where they touch.
Anybody but your old man would've kicked my arse out of the door.
Yes, but instead he gave you his only daughter. Soft old sod.
- I thought you were involved in that decision. - Well, you clean up quite nicely.
The alternative was marrying a cousin and having a kid with two heads.
So, the moral of the story is, don't have a downer on strangers.
Give 'em a chance, eh?
Some more than others.
Put your finger through the band.
Watch, 'cause I'm gonna ask you to do this afterwards, all right?
- All right? - Yeah.
Go round and round and round.
Don't get hypnotised. Just round and round and round.
Fingers to thumb, fingers to thumb. Keep fingers to thumb pressed all the while, yeah?
And open up. Voilą!
I can do that.
All right, you have a go at doing that one. I've got one for you, Cheryl.
Let me see if you can do this one. OK.
You see, the rabbit goes down the hole, chased by Mr. Fox.
Mr. Fox creeps up behind him.
And you blow for the fox!
You're not blowing hard enough. Blow!
Down the hole. How about that, eh?
Now, you practise that one. Go on. Both of you, go off and have a practice.
Chaz, Nadine. You having any lunch?
- Ali's taken our order. - We've just been outside enjoying the sunshine.
Enjoy it while it lasts. We've not seen the last of the snow.
He sounds a right old country yokel when he comes out with this stuff. But he's a fake.
- Is that right? - His missus tells me he's a London boy like us.
- Ain't that right? - If you go back far enough. But this is home.
Jamie, this is Jed Culshaw. Big, big mate of mine and Nadine's.
- Pleased to meet you, bruv. - And you.
- They got me up here to do the heavy lifting. - We're still getting the place straight.
I thought old Chaz was bullshitting me about his country retreat,
but he was well on the money getting a place up here.
- You people live in paradise. You know that? - It suits me.
Come and have a look at the river, Jed. They got... What are they, the birds?
Dippers, wagtails. You might see a kingfisher.
- You coming, Chaz? - Nah, I've seen enough dippers.
I'll stay and have a chat with Jamie.
- I can't talk now, Chaz. I'm busy. - Yeah. But we're gonna have to. You know that.
Yeah, I suppose so. But I want to tell you, this is a new life. I don't want anyone spoiling it.
No, you wouldn't want that. But that's why we've got to talk about the old days and about business.
- What is your business now, Chaz? - I'm like you, really. I'm mostly legit these days.
99 per cent. Property, mostly.
- I wouldn't mind a slice of a place like this. - In your dreams.
We'll talk. Soon.
Mountain rescue got called out today. Old lad had a heart attack on the Pennine Way.
So, things are looking up. I mean business-wise. It shows the walkers are coming back.
We've had a few bookings, last couple of days. Think we're turning the corner.
- Well, I'll drink to that, eh, Jamie? - Are you wanting one for the road, Wayne?
Well...
No. No, I'll be getting off.
- Night, all! - Night!
- Cheers, Jamie. - Goodnight, Wayne.
Hey! Cheer up.
- Things can only get better. - I hope you're right.
Reasons to be cheerful.
We've got the kids, we've got each other
and we've got all this.
- I know. It's what makes life worth living. - Mm.
That Nadine said to her friend Jed...
She's waving her arms about, looking at the stream and the woods, and goes,
"This place, it's to DIE for!"
I know one thing. I'd kill for it.
Put your hood up, it's raining.
- Oh, Mum! - Come on, we're gonna be late.
- Bye. - Hurry up, Cheryl. Come on. See you later.
- In you go. - You got enough cash?
Yeah, I think so. In you go. Off we go, let's go.
- Bye, Dad! - Bye, Dad!
Wotcher, Jim. I let myself in.
Want one?
- Ain't you a good boy these days? - You got something to say, say it.
I admire your nerve, Jim. Been living out on the edge here these last ten years.
Yeah. Tell me about it
Anyone, copper or villain, could've breezed into your pub, blown your little world apart.
When I said "Tell me about it", that's what they call irony, Chaz.
- Alyson don't know the real story? - No.
Thought so. Straight girl. You got a good one there, you know that?
One anonymous call to the law, that's all it'd take.
Cut the crap, Chaz. Make your pitch.
I'm making you an offer, mate. I want us to be partners, like the old days.
Drop it.
Drop it. Drop it.
That's what I wanted to find out.
There's a saying. You can take the boy out of the slum, but you can't take the slum out of the boy.
- You'll do nicely. - What?
I ain't gonna put the black on you. Not in the way you think. I want a bit of work done.
I'll pay top dollar.
- What we talking about? - 25K up front. Same again on completion.
- Don't say you don't need the money. - 50 grand?
You want someone killed?
That's the bottom line, yeah.
And if I don't do this, you shop me?
In my own way, I'm as far out on the edge as you are.
Who are you talking about?
We're talking about Jed Culshaw.
Yeah, I know. He plays the Mr. Nice Guy. Good with the kids and all that.
But he ain't, Jim. He's got more up his sleeves than rubber-band tricks.
He rents property off me. The truth is he's got a couple of girls in there. It's a knocking-shop.
Of course, he pays me well over the odds. So I'm compromised, do you know what I mean?
- I thought Jed was your big mate. - Jed's everybody's big mate,
till he thinks you're crossing him.
I'm in your position, Jamie. I'm trying to start a new life.
Jed's holding me back.
Like I said, I'm in a legitimate business.
Jed's still a villain. He's dealing hard drugs, pimping. We're talking youngsters, teenagers.
Cheryl! I only bought it yesterday!
- So, how does that involve you? - He wants to launder his bunce through me.
I can't say no. He's got stuff on me. And he's a dangerous bastard.
He comes across as Mr. Charm, but he carries.
He's offed people who got in his way. He's known for it. He's a bit of a psychopath.
I let a geezer like that alongside me in business, I'm dead meat, one way or another.
You sound like you're losing your bottle.
Maybe that's right. That's why I need you.
Like I say, you'd be well looked after.
- You all right? Are your feet wet? - My feet are freezing!
- Well done, thank you. - All right.
You want me to put powdered glass in his lunch?
No, you do it in London
while I'm here with some solid, respectable types, getting myself an alibi.
You do a professional hit, in and out, using a no-history piece.
Taking out a known villain. So the law won't be busting a gut to get a result.
- You must be out of your skull. - I'm desperate. You know how that feels.
It's fireproof. Who's gonna connect a Yorkshire publican with some dead slag in London?
- I should've stuck you when I had the chance. - Yeah, you could whack me.
But it wouldn't clear your overdraft.
- Who else knows? - Nobody.
- Nadine? - You're having a laugh, ain't you?
She's right out of the loop in my business affairs. She just spends the money.
I noticed one thing, Jim. You haven't said no.
Dear Mr. Holt,
it has recently come to our attention that you are significantly over the agreed overdraft limit.
Unless it is brought back to within the agreed limit,
we may be forced to withdraw the facility altogether.
You going back home tomorrow morning, Jed?
Afraid so. I'm giving Nadine a lift back. Chaz is staying on to deal with the builders.
- Same again, Wayne? - Come back soon.
Depend on it.
- He's a nice man. - Yeah.
Cheers, Jamie.
What?
I've been in touch with an outfit in Leeds.
They might be interested in taking over the debt from the bank. Long term, lower interest.
That'll be something. We're not talking about loan sharks?
No, proper people. Venture capitalists sort of thing. All above board.
I have to go there in the week and talk to them.
Great, if it comes off.
They can only do an evening meeting. I might be very late getting back.
I'll manage.
Hey. Things are looking up, aren't they?
Yeah. Mustn't count our chickens but... could be.
So, feel free to look a little bit happy about it.
I don't want to see that again.
- Shall I dump it? - Leave it at the scene.
- Sure? - You don't want to run round the streets with it.
It's the best option.
When you're sure he's alone, do it, dump the gun, leave.
- He's tricky, so don't give him a second chance. - I get the idea.
This is a big deposit in the favour bank, Jamie. I know it.
I owe you. Goes well beyond the money.
All right.
The train on platform four is the 15.42 service to Newcastle.
- Nasty accident at Malham. - Oh, yeah?
Aye. Rock climber. Still, shows they're coming back.
- Evening, all. - Evening, Chaz. Night!
- The usual, please, and have one yourself. - I'll have a tomato juice. Thanks.
- How about the constable? - Well, if you insist. Ta.
I'll have the soup of the day and the special, please.
- Been left fending for yourself, have you? - Yeah. Needed a bit of company.
- You fancy a game of arrows, Wayne? - Oh. Why not?
- Jamie? - Jed!
What you doing down here, mate?
Yeah, I had a bit of business in London. I thought since I was in the area I'd drop in on Jed.
Just on the off chance. I was just leaving. I saw you drive in.
- You should've phoned. - Yeah, course. Just... the meeting finished early.
I thought of it on the spur of the moment.
- So what's wrong with the front entrance? - Your entryphone didn't work.
I couldn't hear a buzz. You should get it checked.
Yeah. Yeah, I will. Well, as you're here you'd better come upstairs for a drink.
- I'm not disturbing you? - No.
- You're bullshitting me. - True as I'm standing here. A Swaledale sheep.
- Farmer got away with it when it came to court. - Go on.
Oh, yeah. He stands up in the witness box and he says, "But it were a foggy day.
"And I thought I were dealing with a lass in a duffle coat."
Oh, yes. Three in a row?
- Time for another? - Yeah, go on.
- Soup, Chaz. - Cheers, thank you.
- On your own here, Jed? - How do you mean, Jamie?
Does anyone else live here?
Not on a regular basis. I'm expecting some company a bit later.
Say no more.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Long way to come for pub business, Jamie.
Well, it wasn't really that sort of business. More personal affairs.
- Alyson's not with you? - No, someone's got to look after the shop.
- Shall we give Alyson a bell? - I don't think that'd be a good idea, Jed.
Matter of fact, she thinks I'm in Leeds.
Bit of a sly old dog, aren't you, Jamie?
And dead cautious with it. All the way to London for a naughty...
Don't worry, bruv. I'm all for the cause, personally. Here, if you need a place to go...
I don't think that'll be necessary.
Well, don't be shy about asking. There's a lot I can do for you in that area.
It's all favours. Might need a bit of camouflage myself sometime. Know what I mean?
Sure.
Look,
best if I get going. Not a word to Alyson.
Maybe it was a bad idea, me coming at all.
Seems to be working now.
- Leave it. - Christ, Jamie!
You don't know what you're getting into.
- That's me. Cheers. - Chaz.
- Night, Chaz. - Goodnight! Goodnight, all.
I'd like to inform you that the buffet car is situated to the rear of coach G.
- What the...? - Bastard! What have you got me into?
You stupid sod! You're not supposed to come here!
Things didn't go according to plan, Chaz.
- He is dead? - Yeah, and the police were all over the place.
- You didn't let him call for help? - He hit the hot key on a mobile.
Did they see you?
No, but what's a pimp and drug dealer doing with a hot line to the law?
You'd better come through and have a drink. There's things you should know.
Yeah. I need to know what Nadine was doing on his doorstep.
Right.
- Did she see you? - No, she pissed off before the police got there.
All right, good, OK. Well, we're still running on rails.
What's this all about, Chaz?
Look,
Jed Culshaw come to me as a pimp and a pusher with money to launder.
I found out he was giving Nadine one on the quiet. I had him checked out.
He was an undercover cop.
Why didn't you tell me?
Obviously you wouldn't have touched it with a bargepole, mate.
You bastard.
- You've really done for me now. - No, no, no. Look.
If he'd got on to me, he was gonna get onto you eventually.
But he's out of the frame now. Everything's going according to plan.
The police weren't supposed to give a toss. They won't rest till someone's gone down for it.
Oh, someone's going down for it.
- What, me? - No.
- Who, then? - Nadine.
- Why would they stick it on her? - The evidence.
They'll be told she was a frequent visitor to the flat.
They'll be told there was a relationship.
They'll search our London flat
and they'll find Nadine's fleece top,
which will be examined forensically
and found to have been worn by someone who fired a gun of the type used in the flat
and then put it in the pocket.
- Why did she do that? - She didn't.
I did.
I put her top on, I fired the gun,
I put the gun in the pocket
and give it a good rub-around, make sure there was a fair exchange of fibres and particles.
Chaz!
I had an undercover cop breathing down my earhole and sampling my woman.
I didn't want to let that go further.
- Are you gonna let Nadine take the can for this? - Oh, yeah.
And so are you, 'cause the alternative's much, much worse, innit?
Now, go home, shut up and count your blessings.
And your money.
And you better go soon, Jamie, 'cause this place is gonna be crawling with filth in a little while.
Yeah, all right, I'm coming.
Got her in custody already. Took him down to London this morning.
Bloody hell. But Chaz was here, you know that, Wayne.
Yeah, I'm his alibi.
- Better be off. Just thought you'd better know. - Yeah, cheers, Wayne.
- Them being friends of yours. - "Friends" is a bit strong. Regular customers.
Aye. Aye, fair play.
They are friends. Jed was a friend.
Well, none of them were what they seemed.
We're not involved. We don't want to be. We've got our own lives to get on with.
Is that what you're gonna tell the kids?
- Can we still afford a playhouse, Dad? - Jed's idea. He said he'd help us.
Did he? We'll have a think about it.
Is Nadine gonna be put in prison?
She's been charged, but there'll be a trial to see if she's done anything wrong or not.
All right.
Choker, isn't it? We should've been celebrating.
The money? Yeah.
I think I should meet these venture capitalists of yours, Jamie. I mean, it is my business.
- Well? - Don't worry.
You'll have all the bits of paper for the money.
So what's happening with Nadine?
Prosecution says Jed and Nadine were having an affair, which she can't deny.
So, she finds out he's a copper, realises he was just using her, kills him.
Which is how it's meant to look.
Her brief tells her that if she holds her hands up to a crime of passion right from the start,
he could plea-bargain for manslaughter.
- Will she do that? - It's her best option.
I mean, it has been put to her very forcefully.
- Does she know it was you? - It weren't me, son. You did it.
She knows someone took a contract out, but what can she prove? She's history, son.
We're running on the rails.
- I want to see Nadine. - No!
What do you mean, no? Chaz has scuttled back up here. She's been left to cope on her own.
- She did it! - You don't know that!
- I want to hear her side of it. - I don't want you getting involved in this.
- We are involved. - I don't want you in it any further.
Look, Jamie, I know what you're saying.
But I want to do this. I'm sorry.
- Bloody hell! - I don't know what your problem is.
They're not our kind of people. It's another world.
You weren't our type of person,
but my old man didn't kick your arse out of the front door when you needed help. Remember?
- Why is she sticking her oar in? - She's like that.
Couldn't you head her off?
- She's your wife, for Christ's sake. - That's right.
- Well, I don't want Nadine getting wound up. - I thought we were running on rails.
Yeah, well, we are, really. Nadine's squawking shouldn't do too much harm, given the evidence.
- Is that true? - Well, you'd better hope it is, hadn't you?
How did you get on?
Fine.
- Did you speak to her? - Yeah.
What did she say?
Er... I spoke to her and the lawter and they said it was strictly confidential.
- I'm your husband, for God's sake! - Yes, I know.
- I can tell you, but it can't go any further. - Alyson.
Nadine had nothing to do with it. She didn't know he was undercover police until after he was killed.
- She's bound to say that. - I want to believe her, Jamie.
So, who did it according to her?
- Chaz. - That's a non-starter.
Not personally. He took out a contract.
Sounds like she's grasping at straws. I mean...
- What do you mean? - Contracts, hit men. Like something off the telly.
Yeah, but it happens. Chaz is part of that world. He's a professional criminal.
Maybe he's a bit of a villain, but contract killings?
Nadine says he's done it before.
She knows this?
Chaz treats her like a dumb bimbo, but she knows more about his business than she lets on to him.
She knows he had people killed?
- You can't get into this. You have to walk away. - I can't. Not now.
- Who else has she told about this? - Just me and her lawter.
What does her lawter make of it?
Well?
He said that it's a high-risk strategy.
If she takes that line at the trial and they don't believe her, she can get it in the neck.
- So what's she gonna do? - She hasn't decided.
- Have you got any influence? - Don't know. I might have.
- Then what are you gonna tell her to do? - Tell the truth, whatever it is.
It's all bollocks.
- Nadine's a bonehead. She knows nothing. - Maybe. Maybe not.
You'd better hope not, and tell your old lady to put Nadine back in her box.
- She won't do that, Chaz. - Make her do it.
It's your arse on the line as well as mine.
- Nadine doesn't know anything about me. - No, but I do.
If I go down, I'll take you with me. Get on the case and give your wife a slap, before I do it for you.
Got kids to think about. Don't forget that.
I hear what you're saying, Chaz.
- You're the man. - Too right.
- Hey! - It's my turn, Dad! Can I have a go now?
- What do you reckon, boy? - It's brilliant, Dad!
Ain't it, Cheryl?
- Cheers. - Open-and-shut case at the coroner's. Suicide.
- Obviously had a lot on his mind. - Conscience, more like.
- It's not for me to speculate. - Perish the thought.
But it does put the wife's case in a different light.
She swears blind he set her up and he's not around to deny it.
- It's been like living in a nightmare. - Yeah. All over now, though.
- Afternoon. - We're booked in for bed and breakfast.
Yeah, of course. If you can just take your muddy boots off. I'll get your key.
- I'll be getting along. - See you later.
Grand day for it. Forecast says there's a bit of weather on the way.
- It's all part of the fun. - That's the spirit.
OK, this goes in here, comes under there.
It's in a real tangle. Blow.
- You cracked it! Dad's done it, Cheryl! - Will you show us?
- You just got to watch carefully and practise. - That's what Jed said.
Jed didn't get the chance to show you, but I will. When you've had your tea. Wash your hands!
You can impress your Auntie Brenda with that trick when you stay with her for the weekend.
Jamie! Come and look who's turned up!
Like a bad penny.
- Good to see you, Nadine. - Good to be here.
Alyson really helped me through this thing, you know, Jamie.
Yeah, I know. How are you?
- OK. - Come on, you two, go and get cleaned up.
So, I suppose you've just got to try and put this all behind you now.
I'd like to but... there's unfinished business.
Nadine didn't kill Jed, but somebody did.
But... Chaz is dead.
I don't doubt Chaz gave the order,
but some bastard pulled the trigger and put me in the frame.
You're talking about a hitman, a professional criminal. He'll have covered his tracks.
- Nadine doesn't think it was like that. Do you? - No.
I mean, think about Chaz's situation. He finds out there's an undercover policeman up close.
That probably means he's under surveillance, phone taps, the lot.
- All his contacts with criminals are being logged. - Yeah?
If he wants to take a contract out on Jed, he's got to deal with someone who's clean.
As far as the police are concerned.
- So where does that get you? - Nadine told the police to check Chaz's contacts.
Straight people.
- It's bound to include you two, I'm afraid. - Course.
Sure. If it helps.
But whether it was a professional criminal or not,
it's all been carefully planned out, hasn't it?
I mean, every angle's been covered.
I'm not being funny, but you're not gonna find a smoking gun.
No. But what we're looking for
is someone who was strapped for cash and suddenly got a windfall.
That could apply to a lot of people.
Yeah, but that'd be just the beginning. We'd start digging deeper.
That's cheered up the cash flow.
Yeah. Just been on the phone to Auntie Brenda to see if she can look after the kids a bit longer.
You know, since we're so busy.
- We've managed before. - Yeah,
but it's different this time.
Why?
The police want to come and talk to you.
According to Nadine they're seeing a lot of people.
Yeah, but when it comes to you they're gonna take a special interest.
They're gonna want to dig deeper.
I don't see why.
The money.
- And you were away that night. - In Leeds.
Yeah, well, they're gonna want to pick at the bones of that one, aren't they?
And you can't afford the police nosing into your affairs, can you, Jamie?
Your... background.
Your past.
'Cause there's nothing there, is there?
Before you landed up on our doorstep there's just this... this big gaping hole.
- I was in Canada. - Canada's bollocks!
I always knew that.
Al.
I never wanted to know the truth.
I don't think I want to know now.
The spell's broken.
It's all gonna come unstuck.
The last ten years are just gonna vanish like a dream.
You should've shut that door in my face and saved yourself the grief.
No.
It was worth it.
But it's the kids that matter now.
Not me.
Not you, either.
Whatever it takes to save them from that grief, I'll do it.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
He's gone.
I don't want to wake up!
It's my turn, Dad! Can I have a go now?