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After the murder, other crimes seemed pretty easy by comparison. #NAME? I know how to do a lot of things. Like what? Build a dam. @FIX字幕侠 Taxidermy. Make yoghurt. My dad's gonna love you. \h第一季 第 6 集 The radio in the car was broken. There was one CD. And only one track that didn't skip. At first, it was OK. It was a good song. But its appeal eventually palled. Do you feel bad about we did? About the man? I was pleased Alyssa at start used "we" in relation to the incident. He was attacking you. Yeah. And those girls in the photos. Yeah. We did the world a favor. If I was the police, I'd give us fucking medals or something. They probably will. They didn't. As the hours passed, I realized that I felt different. Sort of new. She'd come back for me. And we were really doing something, going somewhere. And it felt good. Oh, shit. Alyssa? Wake up. Have a nice day. Did he buy a key ring? No. Did you encourage him to buy a key ring? - Yes. - Don't lie. No. Well... if you get cancer, you'll only have yourself to blame, won't you? OK. I'll keep the engine running. You get out, fill up, just a little bit. Enough to get to your dad's. And then we drive off before anyone notices, OK? You've really come out of your shell, you know. Huh? It's hot. Eight o'clock in the morning. Shit. All right... Morning! #NAME? Nah, you're all right, thanks. You can't fill up with the car running can you? What? Oh, yeah. Can you turn the engine off, please? Let me help you. It's a bit temperamental that one. It's fine, thanks. #NAME? Better to be on the safe side, isn't it? OK, sure. Fill her up. Police. What? Let's go in and pay, shall we? After you. If this is what gets us caught, I'm going to kill myself, from shame. Shit, shit, shit. This young lady would like to pay for pump number seven. Frodo! Cash or card? Like to buy a key ring? For cancer. - Not now! - What? Cash or card? #NAME? - Isn't that illegal? - We don't have one. Yeah, we do. - Shut up! - Do you want me to wet myself? Do you want me to call the police? They might like to know where you got your car from. I need a toilet! Get off me! Frodo, call the police. I take it you recognize that. Yeah, I gave it him for his birthday. Which birthday was this? His thirteenth. I'm sorry, why on earth would you give a 13-year-old boy a hunting knife? Well, he asked for it. Actually, no, he asked for a machete. But I said that was a bit full on. This knife has been confirmed as a murder weapon. What? Look, James... He's weird, OK? But he's... he's not dangerous. You let her go, or I'll blow your fucking head off. He's really not. - Did you hear me? - That's just your hand, isn't it? #NAME? Come on, I'm interested. My husband owns a couple. #NAME? It's a Glock 17MB. Ambidextrous magazine catch. Recoil-operated. 19 rounds. Yes, James! Frodo, call the police. Frodo! Call the police, you fucking moron! Told you we had a toilet. Let me out! Let me out now! Frodo! I don't like my life. So, do something. Frodo! Frodo! What was that? Nice one, Frodo. I'm just saying, it's a bit of a jump, that's all. What is? Well, it's weird. It is. They steal a car and he has a knife, sure, but... why would they kill someone? Well, he's had the knife since he was 13 years old. I had an air rifle when I was ten. Nearly blinded my sister. That's interesting. What? Things had started to get slightly out of hand. I'm going to get you arrested, and then I'm going to sue you! All of you! Shut up! We needed to get out of there. #NAME? Is that your actual name? Like, your birth name? Yeah. Listen, Frodo, we've got to get back on the road. OK, yeah, cool. Where are we going? - What? - I'm coming with you. What do we need? Juice, snacks... Frodo! For energy. Frodo! #NAME? - I do. From now. - Oh, come on, Frodo! I'm just gonna start the car. He's just hot-wiring. It takes a while. Oh, OK. Cool. Do you want some alcohol? Uh, yeah, sure. Can you grab us a couple of bottles of that whiskey on top? #NAME? - It's really expensive. - Don't you dare! His trust in us is kind of heartbreaking. But what are you gonna do? Hey! Drive! Drive! Fucking drive! Wait! We're proper bandits, James! We're sorry to have to do this, but we just need to ask some more questions. Going back a few years, there was talk among old colleagues, about accusations made against Clive by some students. Can you tell us anything about those? Yes. I can tell you it was a long time ago... and that both accusations were dropped. #NAME? that some young women, rather than admit their grades are dropping because they're lazy or on drugs half the time, would rather accuse an innocent man of sexual assault. No one would have any reason to cause him harm? I would like it... if you would get on with your job and find whoever murdered my son. Rather than trying to blame him for his own death. I'll show you out. Please, we'll see ourselves out. He was your only one? It's better to be in charge of the truth, you know? In case it ever comes out. It tends to, in situations like this. It's, uh... It's just my experience. It's better to be, you know... in control. Get out. I'm so sorry for your loss. I think I'm starting to feel a bit... more like myself. Sometimes, I think I feel more like myself with James than I do on my own. Hey, can you stop? Everything feels really simple. #NAME? Oh, my God, Alyssa, where the hell are you? - We've had the police around... - Just shut up and listen to me. - Alyssa! - Mum. Are you... are you OK? You're never going to see me again. Ever. I'm not coming home. What's happened, Alyssa? Where are you? #NAME? Come home, Alyssa. Tell Tony I said, "Fuck off." Let's go. Who was on the phone? My mum. Has Teri left? Eunice? Hi, this is Teri. Leave a message. Cheers. Cheers. It's really nice to meet you. Hiya. #NAME? - I'm sorry, can you... - You have to see this. #NAME? #NAME? #NAME? - For fuck's sake! - You have to see this. - No! - You have to. It's important. #NAME? I'm really sorry. Hey! I said stay still! Fucking hell. Right. Let's do this. #NAME? James, we killed a rapist, turned our backs on the law, and I'm finally gonna meet my dad again. It's mega. Come on. Yeah? Hi. Is Leslie in? Leslie doesn't live here anymore. No. What? Who are you? Do you know where he is now? Just leave it, James. Yeah. They still killed him. Whatever he might have done, they cut his throat and they've done a runner. - Yeah, but if it was self-defense? - Then they'll get manslaughter. #NAME? OK. I'm going home. DC Noon? Come in, DC Noon? Yeah, go ahead. We found the kids' most recent location. Where? They robbed a petrol station 100 miles south east of here this morning. Held it up at gunpoint. Locked the manager in the toilet. We've got the CCTV. Coming in now. How do we know this is the right way? Well, she said left and then left again, so... I think it's this way. Sometimes you realize you had a thing keeping you going that might be a lie... When you actually really understand that, that the whole thing might have been a lie the whole time, it's like you swallowed a stone. But not recently. You swallowed it years ago. What if this is shit? Why didn't he tell me that he moved? Maybe it's really recent. Come on. I'm really scared. I'm really scared. Hi, Dad. Hi, Dad. Oh, my God. Alyssa? He smells exactly the same. @FIX字幕侠 I thought I should give Alyssa and her dad some space. He a poof? He's my boyfriend. Is that mine? Yeah. It suits you. Well, you turned out all right, didn't you? - You're gorgeous! - Shut up. No, no, I'm serious. You were a fucking weird-looking kid. I'm relieved. Smoke? How's your ma? Yeah, fine. Married to a total dick, but... fine. Can we stay with you for a bit? Please say yes. Course you can. You're my blood, girl. Cool. Thanks. So, you run away, then? From your ma's? You're my blood all right. We're in trouble. Pregnant? Worse. How much? A lot. I will tell him what we've done. At some point. We didn't know where else to go. Well, you're safe as houses here. OK? #NAME? You OK, James? That becomes a bed. Oh, what, like a fold-out? Cool. No. Just becomes a bed if you sleep on it. I'm through at the back there, and the bathroom's in there. Ah, it's so good to see you, girl. Sleep tight. He's all right. He's actually, genuinely all right. \h第一季 第 5 集 Leslie was pretty different. James? Yeah? Do you want to throw knives? What? You never thrown a knife before? Uh, no. Take your shirt off. Uh, not bad. Beginner's luck. Yeah, right. You want a beer? Do you look after her, James? Yeah. Good. That's very good. Did she ever mention me? #NAME? Does she... love me, do you think? Yeah. I'd never met someone like Leslie. Not an adult. He seemed like one, most of the time, but it was like he was... missing parts. What's she done to her hair? Oh, God. As you can see, your children seem to have committed another serious crime. She's not doing anything, is she? It's him! He's the one with the fucking gun. Gwen! Do you know where James got a gun from? He never had a gun. He only ever had his knife. What the hell is the matter with you? It's his birthday tomorrow. He'll be 18. 18 Here, look. Look at him. She killed herself, his mum. She did it in front of him. Hope you like well done. Well done as in, like, fucking cremated. Dig in. Thanks, Dad. I love saying that. Slainte! #NAME? Nothing flashy, a little cuddy cabin, but she's cute. I'll take us out this afternoon, if you want? Cool! I can't believe my dad has a boat. Basically means that I've got a boat. - Right, let's do it! - Leslie! Les! What? Did you not see the rota? I stuck it on your fridge. Ah, for fuck's sake! Today? Like now? - Can't you do it? - No. I got to take Dad to be bled. All right, change of plan. We'll do the boat later, OK? Why? Um, I've just got to do a bit of work from home. You just chill out here, OK? OK. It would seem safe to assume they're headed to Alyssa's father Leslie Foley. He's got previous, nothing major: Cautions and suspended. The local PCs, they checked him out when we identified Alyssa, but he no longer lives at his given address. She thinks he still does. So we move out there, and we wait for them to show up. Good man. He's gonna take us. I know. - I think your dad's a drug dealer. - Cool. #NAME? It seemed like Alyssa was deliberately missing the point. Is this the best place for us to stay? We killed a guy. No way am I leaving yet. Stop worrying. He's going to look after us. We're totally safe here. #NAME? Check this out. Whoa! We definitely weren't safe. We must find them before they do anything else. Or we could... let them carry on for a couple of days. - What? - Well, he's 18 tomorrow. That's proper prison, that is. I'm joking. He's just a kid. No, he's not. Go easy on these. They're rocket fuel. #NAME? Well, they've got to get it from someone. It's completely ethical. That's the beauty of it. Everything's locally sourced, organic. No gang warfare bullshit, no women swallowing condoms, no kids getting hurt. This world, man. but do nag your mum to buy you a phone hewn from the sweat and tears of a modern slave." - You understand me, don't you, girl? - Yeah. Gotta fight the system. You got to, kiddo. Because we live in properly fucked-up times. Don't you forget that. The wisest thing anyone's ever said to me, right? Wanna hear this? #NAME? To be mad in a deranged world is not madness. It's sanity. Who said that? Me. He's basically Gandhi. You are golden, you know that? Golden! Leslie talked a lot. Want one? Eunice? No, thanks. You know, Clive Koch could well have been self-defense. Well, we don't have proof, so you can't assume that. And you can't assume the opposite. I feel sorry for them, all right? I do. I think they're miserable, fucked-up, stupid kids who've done something bad, but we don't know why... I don't care why! I care that they don't kill someone else. Teri, I'm not... - We're not social services! - That's not... What good does feeling sorry for them do? What does it actually do? We need to find them. We. Find. Them. With an armed response unit that scares the shit out of them? So, what do you suggest? We coax them out with a giant Toblerone and hope for the best? I'm still not convinced he was armed. Well, we're going to have to behave like he was. Is this about something else? What? No! OK. Sorry. I just think someone should talk to them, not wave a gun at them. Well, someone is very welcome to talk to them as soon as they're locked up. Talk to them, Understand them, I don't know, teach them fucking whittling. I don't care. So, what do you think of him? Sometimes, it was important to lie. Yeah, he's all right. All right? All right, like good. You don't get it. Ah, right. Who's for a pint? Are we not going out on the boat? Ah, girl, I'm knackered. Do you mind? I'll take you out tomorrow, I promise. OK. Cross my heart. OK. Come on, James! It's so weird. When you've wanted something for so long... and you've been so frightened it'll be shit... and then... it's not shit at all. It's amazing. What are you drinking? You haven't seen either of them? I told you. No. And Leslie? No idea. He moved out months ago. Just in case. #NAME? Maybe we shouldn't stay here too long. What? I just think that we should maybe keep moving. Do what you want. I missed you, darling. Look at you! Look at you! - Hey! Hey! - What? Hey, let's do the thing! What thing? - Yeah? - Oh, yeah! Alyssa felt far away from me. It was like we'd gone back. I haven't seen you in ten years! Dad? What is it? Are you all right? I... I'm... I'm useless. I'm fucking useless. Fuck... No, you're not! What? You're not useless. A card every year without fail. I think that's pretty good, Dad. It's all right. It's all right. I'd started to think that maybe I should just go. Leave Alyssa with her dad. She seemed happy. I'm not even joking. Right? Shorts. That's it. The whole year round. He doesn't even own a pair of trousers, do you, Jonno? No. What did you wear to your ma's funeral? Black shorts. Black shorts! - Black fucking shorts! - But then everything changed. Les. Les! #NAME? #NAME? I'm serious, sweetheart. We don't need the rowing. You don't want that. Come here! She's a bit unstable, you know? In the head. The Police are looking for her, what's she done? Are you fucking kidding me? Big deal. Like you never did that. I need you to take an interest. I can't do this on my own. - It's just not fair. - OK, I'm listening. #NAME? Why? No, no... Because he's grown five inches a week and he looks like a prick! What do you want me to do? - He's not gonna stop growing! - Give me some money. Is he your dad? No. Look, Lyss, it's not like... - He's just... - Were you going to tell me? Ah, man, this is too much. This is like some kind of fucking ambush. I'm going home. Oi! No, you're not! Get fucking back here! Yeah, we'll get some sleep now. OK. Night. So, the local team have set up surveillance at his ex-girlfriend's. There's no sign of the kids yet. We'll go back over first thing. Um... Do you want to share a room? What? Save the taxpayer. No, I don't. Hiya. Two single rooms, please. His neck's broken. We have to kill it. Yeah. I can't do it. #NAME? Members of the public are advised not to approach them. They are likely still armed. Holy fuck. There is a reward for any information. Please call now. \h第一季 第 8 集 Normally, I always kiss him first. #NAME? Can we wait? Just for a bit, like, I don't know, for a few days, is that OK? Yeah, of course. I think it is OK. We've got, like, our whole lives. Plus, I might feel like it tomorrow. What? Nothing. I can't believe I've got a brother. I've probably got, like, loads of them. All over the place. I know he's traveled. I've probably got family in Vietnam or some shit. I think I hate my dad more than I hate my mum. Me, too. I hate both of mine, but definitely hate my dad more. Why? 'Cause she died and he didn't. She killed herself. I was there. I didn't do anything. What was she like? Really kind. Really sad. She just always... found everything a bit much, I think. #NAME? It wasn't your fault. It's like we're at the edge of the world. Like we're safe. Only... we're not. We can't stay here. - Nope. - We can't go home. No. We should go away. Properly away. Like, somewhere foreign. Yeah. Somewhere else completely new and start again. Yeah. Do you want to do that, too? Yes. I really did want that. We could take your dad's boat. We just need the keys. If you're doing what I think you're doing, then you're a fucking idiot. Wherever you are, call me when you get this. It's much easier to think someone's the answer if you haven't seen them for years. Because they're not really real. People can't be answers. They're just more questions. Questions like: Why are you such a fucking useless dad? Ah, fuck! Alyssa! You came back! Oh, thank God. I was worried about you. - I was. I went looking for you everywhere. - No, you didn't. You ran over a dog, killed it, then fucked off and left me. Yeah, but after that. After all that. Wait, I killed the dog? Fucking hell! I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I was shit-faced. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm laughing because it's bad, you know? I'm... Can we go out on the boat? What? Your boat. Me and James want to go out on it. #NAME? OK. Fine. Give me, like, ten minutes. - I need a shit and a Berocca. - You don't have to come with us. What do you mean? Just mean, it's cool, we'll manage. James is a good driver. We'll have it back by lunchtime. Listen, girlie, I may not have seen you for a few years... but I wasn't born yesterday. OK? So, what's the plan, then? Sail across the Channel? Get jobs at Disneyland Paris? Change your names? Who did you kill? What? Your faces are on the telly. There's a reward out. Fuck. Who did you kill? I'm not fucking Judge Judy. I'm interested, is all. Come on, what did you do? What did you do, kiddo? You are not taking my fucking boat, OK? You don't want to be drawing attention to yourselves. Take my word for it. OK. Everybody, just sit down, and calm down. You're safe here, OK? I promise. Oh, you "promise," do you? - Well, that means a lot. - Shut your fucking mouth! Don't speak to her like that. Or what? OK. OK, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll make us a cup of tea. Yeah? Tea? Yeah, OK. James, tea? No, thanks. I'm gonna make you tea. Want the good news or bad news? The bad news is: We've no milk. But the good news is... we've got biscuits. James? Alyssa? Yeah, go on, then. Seriously, girl, are you OK? What happened? You can tell me. Why would I trust you? Come on, darling. Look, granted... I'm not the greatest. But I'm still your daddy. Of course you can trust me. Why didn't you tell me about your little boy? Because... Ah, shit. Because I was embarrassed, OK? Because I felt ashamed. He's called Milton. He's eight. He's weirdly good at spelling. I'm sorry, I should have said. Can we start again? Please? #NAME? OK... We killed him. OK. Don't worry, it's OK. He was going to hurt me. Oh, darling. He was bad. He was really bad. I don't know why I knew. I just did. Something didn't feel right. Hey, it's OK. It's OK. Darling... #NAME? I killed him. She didn't do anything. Stay where you are. - He called 999. - What? Baby? Baby, listen to me. I'm trying to protect you. You fucker! Police! We've found the suspects. The boy's confessed to the murder. Where are they? We've traced the call to the coast road. Armed unit on its way now. You actually in the police? Yes! Can you stop pointing that at me, please? - I wouldn't do that. - What? Why? The knife's stemming the blood. Leave it. Have you got any antiseptic? I've got some Arnica in the bathroom. Let's not piss into the wind. Just leave it where it is. You'll be fine. An armed unit's on its way. - OK, look. We haven't got long. - What is going on? I want to help you, all right? Listen. #NAME? Can't let you do that. You can't keep running. You can't. It's better that you hand yourselves in now, willingly, to me, and I can help you. We can sort out a manslaughter plea. #NAME? Especially you, James. - You're 18 now. - What? #NAME? You're eighteenth? Why didn't you say anything? I would've got you a present. I saw your dad yesterday. He told me about your mum. He showed me the picture of you all. The one in his wallet. He doesn't have a picture in his wallet. Is he angry with me? No, he's worried. Your mum's worried, too. Yeah, right. She is. Your stepdad's a nasty twat isn't he? Yeah. What'll happen to us if we do what you say? Nothing too bad. #NAME? - Sorry? - Don't lie to them. They'll lock you up and throw away the key. Mr. Foley, that's actually not the case. They will. - Don't listen to her. - You called the police, Leslie! I'm trying to protect you. #NAME? It wasn't for the reward? How much? Look, you didn't kill anybody, did you? - He's right. - What? - I'll go with you. I'll hand myself in. - What? No way! Listen, sweetheart, take it from someone who knows. #NAME? You have shit taste in men. Take the opportunity to get rid of this one. What is wrong with you? You want to know what's wrong with me, yeah? You. You are. You don't care about me. - You don't give the tiniest shit... - Course I care. Of course I give a shit... You shouldn't just make people if you're going to abandon them because they think they've done something wrong their whole lives. Don't give me that victim shit, Alyssa. We can all do that. "I'm anorexic because I was adopted." I cheat on women because I wasn't breastfed. Everyone has a reason for how they behave. - What's yours then? - Huh? #NAME? You know what? He's right. But I didn't come looking for you. Right? I kept away. I thought it would be best if you forgot all about me. - We haven't really got time... - Just give me a second there. Why did you send me the cards, then? For my birthday. Did you even send them? Oh, my God, was it my mum? She shouldn't have done it. It's really irresponsible. I feel like I'm going mad. Hey! To be mad in a deranged... Shut up! Shut the fuck up! Stop quoting yourself! Will we go to prison if we hand ourselves in? Or juvenile or whatever? Will we? Look, yes, possibly. - We wouldn't go to the same place? Would we? - No, but the thing... #NAME? - I'm sorry. - Why? Jesus Christ! Give me the keys to your boat. She's breathing. Come on, James, we have to go now! Shit! Fuck! Armed police! Armed police! Stay down! Eunice, can you hear me? Eunice? They're on the beach! Move out! Move out! Say that I kidnapped you. #NAME? Tell them that I did it all. Then you'll be OK. Nothing will happen to you. No. No way. We're going together. Come on! - I'm sorry. - Why? Armed police, stay where you are! Put down the weapon! What the fuck are you doing? James! No! No! Get off me! I've just turned 18. And I think I understand... what people mean to each other.