Did you start that fire? Leave off, Gog!
Dan and Rosa's baby died, Gog. We killed a little girl.
Argh!
We missed all that, didn't we? We was lucky.
Did I just lie to that man?
I do not want George ever stepping foot in this flat again.
This is White Watch. Sleep is for pussies.
I haven't slept since 1998.
Mal, please don't.
She came looking for you and she just found me.
Kev, please talk to me.
Black, three sugars.
Shit.
Er... Get a set. Training room in five minutes.
It's an industrial kitchen. What's going on?
Low visibility, no fire present.
Right, remember the basics.
I'm searching for hotspots. No persons on site.
Keep looking. What have you forgotten?
Nothing. It's all clear.
What have you forgotten?
Good lad. Think of everything.
Don't ever get caught off-guard.
Well done.
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Help! Help!
Somebody help me!
It's all right, sweetie.
I'm coming, sweetheart, I'm coming, I'm coming!
You can't go upstairs! No! Get off me! Get off me!
I need to go upstairs! Please! Stop! Get off me! Get off!
I need to go back inside! Please, please, get off me!
Bloody hell! Ow!
God!
Get off me!
Please get off me, please!
Please, please, get off me!
Put me down! Please! Please! Please! Zig, what have we got?
Kitchen fire, it's spread to two floors. All right.
What happened there? Stupid cow stabbed me!
It's just a scratch, you'll live. Kev, whatever...
If you want for sympathy from me, don't hold your breath, all right?
Please, my baby's inside, you have to find her. A baby?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where is she?
Upstairs, upstairs, top floor. Please find her. Right.
Mince, Rob, get up there with Ziggy, pull both hose-reels off that pump.
Little Al, Asbo, you're searching downstairs. Asbo, you're number one.
Little Al, number two. That building's well alight, you sure he's up to that?
Mal, you're injured. You stay down here, I want you calling this one.
It's only a scratch. You said it was only a scratch. It must be deeper than what I thought.
Call control. Tell him it's persons reported.
What's your name? Dorothy. Dolly. People call me Dolly.
You're in shock. Uh-uh! It'll help. Ahh!
Ah! Put the mask on, Dolly.
Better? Mm!
Asbo, take the kitchen.
Upstairs! Help!
Help!
Fire's out, just damping down the hotspots.
Where have you been?
What took you so long? I've been screaming.
All right, sweetheart. Where's my mummy? All right. Where's my mummy?
Where is she? Where is she? We're gonna have to carry her down.
"Rob, you found the baby yet?"
Yeah. We found her. You're not gonna believe this, Spike.
Where is she?!
Is your baby a 24-year-old bed-bound woman?
Is she all right? Please... Is your baby a 24-year-old woman?
Christine. Have you got her?
Little Al, Asbo, it's all clear upstairs.
HQ, this is Zero-Four-Pappa-Two,
requesting a winch or crane, over.
What does that mean? How much does she weigh?
We've got load-bearing equipment for small cattle.
Cattle? But she has to be in range.
The last time the doctor came he said she was about 33 stone.
Yeah, she's in range.
What's your name, sweetheart?
Christine Helen Ursula Gray. Christine, my name's Kevin.
I'm gonna need you to get out of bed for me, love, OK?
Nothing to worry about. Come on, we'll give you a hand.
I can't. Well, we really need you to, so...
Ugh!
Get out of bed now!
Don't shout at me. You are not allowed to shout at me.
What are you doing? It's all right. We're gonna get you out of here.
I'm going to be blunt now, I need you to stop feeling sorry for yourself.
I have a thyroid condition.
Christine! Christine! Mummy's here, it's all right!
HQ from crew manager Milligan. Fire's fully out. 50% fire damage.
Awaiting crane for bariatric rescue, over.
Bariatric? What are you doing? What does that mean?
Your daughter's too fat to walk down the stairs. No, she's got a medical condition.
What is it? Who-ate-all-the-pies-itis?
It's a nice one that, thought you might want it. It looks all right.
Your records are a bit buggered, though.
Go and see what else we can save.
Wouldn't bother. It's worthless anyway.
Probably not to her, though, eh, mate?
OK. One, two,...
No! No, don't! ..three.
No! No! No!
No! No! NO! Don't!
Get away from me! Christine doesn't like it!
Billy, Rob, I think Christine's a bit scared.
I want my mummy! Christine wants her mummy!
What's with all this '50s stuff?
It's our hobby, we like it.
It was something to focus on after Christine's father left.
Like living in a museum, though, innit?
Well, perhaps to you. I just think things used to be better.
And I find life now quite, quite difficult.
Maybe it is nostalgia but it's an escape.
"Mal, think you might want to see this."
I don't want to hear any more excuses, Christine.
I want you to pull yourself together.
You are gonna walk down them steps.
You can do it, I know you can.
Yes, you can.
Kev, Asbo's found some structural damage to the house.
How bad is it? "It looks bad, guv."
We can't wait for the crane. You need to get her out of here.
We're going now, Christine. I'm gonna take this off you.
I'm scared. No need to be, love.
We're all here, you're OK.
Right, talk to me, Christine. You got any hobbies, love?
I do my knitting. Anything outside the house? I used to go to aqua-fit.
That sounds good. What's that then? Is that in the water is it? Yeah.
At the leisure lagoon. But I stopped it.
You had to go in the shower with all the other girls, I didn't like it.
Looking at me. Yeah, a bit exposing, innit?
I don't like that bit either, Christine.
I got banned from the leisure lagoon. Heavy petting.
And dive-bombing. And I punched someone. He was perving on me.
Only it turns out he was blind, so...
I know you. Sigourney Brown, we were at school together.
Give us your hand. Christine Gray. I was in Charlie And The Chocolate Factory with you.
You were Mrs Gloop. I was a bubble-gum machine.
Oh, my God! Christine?
Yeah! We were in English together. Fancy that.
You left early, though, right? Twins, wasn't it?
Yeah. Yeah. A boy and a girl.
Come on. Come on.
Right, come on, Christine. Up you get.
I can't. Up you get. Come on, girl. Come on, Christine. I can't. You can.
You can! You can! Look at me. You can! Yes, you can!
That's it.
I want my mummy! Christine wants her mummy!
Hang in there, Christine. Hang in there, my darling!
I want both stabilisation kits in place. How many rams we got, Mince?
Er, two. OK, we need wooden boards, planks,
anything to spread the weight and hold the walls up.
And tell control to send out a structural engineer. Yeah, right.
Yeah. The stairs are on their way out, there's no way they're gonna take her weight.
We need to get the stabilisation kits in place.
Kev, the stairs aren't safe. The RSV is close by.
OK, Christine, we're getting a lorry to lower a winch into the room
and we're gonna hoist you out through the roof, it's very safe.
And we're just gonna have to sit tight for a few minutes, OK?
It's not fair. It's not fair. Everything bad always happens to me.
OK, back it up!
You can knit anything. You can knit jumpers, you can knit hats,
you can knit a skirt, you can knit a dress, you can knit knickers even.
It's hard for me to buy clothes.
Am I going to die? We all are eventually, Chrissy.
Mal, what's going on down there?
Be with you any second, guv.
Not long now, Christine.
Right! We're through! Stand clear! We're coming in!
Woah! Woah! Woah! OK, back it up!
Back it up! Get her into position, guv.
OK, slide down. Further down!
Keep it coming, keep it coming. OK, stop there.
Woah!
All right? Let's go. Wait. Where are you going?
Arms and legs inside. Close your eyes and it'll all be over before you know it.
You're leaving me? You can't, you can't do that.
How dare you? You can't treat me like this. Mummy!
Mummy! Christine, it's all right, I'm here!
Mummy! Go on, guv, I got it.
Go on!
What's it like having a baby?
Did it hurt your nunny?
Oi! Get us out of here!
It's gonna be all right.
Oh!
Oh, my goodness, Christine!
Oh, I can't...
It's all right. She's safe.
You can't let her go on like this. I know, I know.
I just find it very difficult to say no to her.
Well, you're her mum. That's your job.
I don't care what you think of me.
I've lost everything, do you understand that?
Look at my house. My daughter, she's on a winch!
Why can't you just be kind?
Oi! That's enough! Go on! Get out of here! Clear off!
You've got it.
Oh, my darling. I'm hungry. I'm so hungry, mummy.
Don't worry, darling. Look what I've got you.
Here you are, sweetie.
Oh, that's better. That's it.
Oh, there we go. Good girl, good girl. # Living doll. #
All better.
Hiya.
Going for a drink, Zig? No. I've got to get home.
Hey! Waah!
It's not funny!
So, how old are they then?
Five. Twins. Boy and a girl.
So, that means you've got a fella then? Yes. Jamie.
What does he do then? He does everything. Cooking, cleaning, looks after the kids.
I once went out with a woman who just had a baby.
She had to kind of roll her breasts into her bra.
Tina's just got really big. Did Karen's get really big?
Karen's always pregnant. So they kind of go up and down.
Can we stop talking about tits now?
See you later then, mummy. Enjoy the night-feed, yeah?
I told you, they're five.
I was breast fed until I was 11.
Found it really comforting in times of stress.
Ooh!
Do you not think it's weird?
Oi! Listen, I can come for one or two.
Good boy! But one or two and then I'll go.
Wife'll be all right with that, will he?
Yeah, actually. We decided last week to stop living in 1957.
It's really working out for us. Come on.
Hi, Mrs Severs. I think Dennis has just...
No, I wanted a word with you, actually.
So, what happened there?
Oh, running for a bus, went arse over tit over a bollard.
So, listen, how's Dennis getting on, then?
Yeah, great. Yeah, he's really got his head down. He had a good day today, I was proud of him.
Really? It's nice to hear that from you cos he...
He did used to be a bit of a handful, Dennis.
Cos the thing is, he's a follower, not a leader, see?
Well, he's young, he's growing up.
No, I don't mind it. His dad's a leader, led three blokes into an armed robbery.
So that's where that gets you. He's lucky to have you behind him. No, God! I'm just his mum.
But you, he really listens to you, Kev.
Being here, with you, I'm not being funny, it's changed his life.
You think? Yeah.
You're a good influence on him.
I know you're a busy man, but I could do with a bit of help,
you know? Just want a hand on his shoulder, you know?
Don't worry, Mrs Severs.
Dennis will be safe with me. I'm looking out for him.
Oh, what a Clumsy Clara.
Mum? Mum! You all right?
You shouldn't leave her off her lead. She wanted a widdle.
She's all right, she's good as gold, ain't you, girl? Yeah. Yes, you are.
Yes, you are. That looks nasty.
I tried to give Missus a bath. She was having none of it, was you, you filthy mare?
You want to be careful of her. No bad dogs, mate.
Just bad owners. I'm heading out. You wanna come?
No, I don't, as it happens. But it's my birthday, Chubs!
Your birthday's in December. Are you backwards or something?
I had Kev at my house, Gog, at my house!
What did you tell him? I told him you were a fucking psychopath.
Well, that hurts my feelings.
Nah, I'm sorry. I mean it. Things have been a bit hectic recently.
But you know what I mean. I miss you, Den, don't I?
Remember that time your mum took us to Center Parcs and we drunk all her Baileys?
And she smacked you with my Spider-Man slipper?
Go on. One drink. One drink, bag of chips, straight home.
Mum wouldn't like it. She in? No.
Well then.
What?
Boo! Boo, everyone. Boo!
I've been ringing. I didn't know if you forgot. No, I didn't forget.
I brought it from home, we can do it in your office if you want?
I can do it. Don't be daft.
I'm not. I can do it. But you're scared of...
I'm not scared.
Did you nugget my car? I don't know what you're talking about.
Who did that? Who did it? What is it?
Please, Kev, just let me help you.
Kev. Kev, this is... We can't... We need to sort this out.
No-one gives a toss about anything you have to say, mate.
Zig? Can I borrow you a sec?
It's er... It's just, um... It's medicine.
Ooh!
OK.
Oh, cheers. Cheers, yeah.
I know it's daft but I got a thing about needles.
Knock and wait, Snip.
Sorry, guv. All right.
Zig? Yeah? I'm just wondering, did you lose this?
Billy had it in his locker.
Billy doesn't have kids. No? No.
No? Oh, that's a little bit...
Bill? Hey! Hey!
Hey! OK, this is only as big a deal as you wanna make it, you know?
You can trust me on that. It's not the same.
What am I gonna do, walk into the shower and flaunt my caesarean scar at them?
Listen, they're gonna rip the piss out of you for a while
but they'll get bored. Soon, no-one will remember. But I'll remember.
I could get a transfer. You're not going anywhere.
Except home. I'll walk you, come on. Where do you live?
No, don't worry about it. No, I wanna meet them. Who?
Your kids, Zig. Your bambini. Come on.
Don't follow us.
Are you deaf or something? Don't flatter yourself.
You're not the only one with problems here. They nuggeted my car.
What happened there? Stiletto heel.
Oh, Mal. You gotta learn to pick 'em better.
Give you a lift home? Thought they nuggeted your car? You can still drive it.
This is it.
What? This is where you live?
You wouldn't have come if I told you.
Please. Just a couple, then we'll go.
I don't know why you're even sitting here.
I've got nothing to say to you.
Why did you have to tell him? Because I thought he should know.
It wasn't just your decision, was it? So thanks for that.
I'm in love with you. That's why.
OK, well, A - bollocks you are.
And B - if you love someone you don't try and ruin their life.
Do you want to go for a walk? No.
Yeah, you sort of have to forget you're a fire-fighter tonight.
I thought you couldn't come. Yeah. Rough day.
Oh, is this Jamie? I thought you'd made him up.
Clare! Clare!
One drink, then home, OK?
And if any of these fucking hippies try and hug me, we are leaving, all right?
Come on then!
Yeah!
Piss off!
It was him. What the fuck are you playing at? What are you doing?
Come on then!
He'd have been a good dad, wouldn't he?
Mmm. Dunno. Can't tell, can you?
I mean, I suspect, er... Oh, God! What's his name? Umm...
Fritzl... He probably thought "I'll be a well good dad."
The next thing you know, he's building an underground bunker.
Anyway, you said you didn't want any.
Yeah, well this is it. I don't mind but I think he does.
Well, wonders of science, you never know.
In five years' time, they might clone them on the back of a mouse.
Give us a push.
Come on then.
So, do you have any other tattoos?
Yeah. Soles of my feet.
Bloody hell, that must've hurt.
Yeah. Most painful place you can have them, apparently.
Apart from your privates, obviously.
You have to keep getting them redone.
Why?
Because you walk on them. Every day, they get rubbed away a bit.
Ooh-ah!
Go on, Den!
Here, give us it here.
My nan always said you shouldn't do that,
in case a tree grows in your belly.
Mal, can I tell you something?
I really fancy a fry up, don't you?
Yeah. Come on then.
You and Jamie are really alike, you know that?
You're both, like, good.
It comes off you. I can, like,... see it.
Sorry. Nutty cupboards are all closed up, this is all I could lay my hands on.
I shouldn't have said that what I said before.
But I had to because I am.
I don't think you are, Mal. I think you have to tell yourself that,
otherwise you're just the bastard who had sex with his best mate's girlfriend.
OK? If he hasn't come back here, I should get back to the flat.
I don't want him to come home and find no-one there.
I'm sure he'll survive. No, but you know like in Peter Pan?
His mum shut the window and he couldn't get back in again.
He's got his own keys. And he's not Peter Pan. No, I know...
And you're not his mum. No, Mal, I'm fucking Tinker Bell.
Come on, you dirty stop out. I want a cup of tea.
Mummy! Oh! Here they are, the early birds!
The early birds? This is Uncle Kev. You gonna say hello? Hello.
My pretty little girl.
Are you coming in then?
Actually, you know what? I'm just going to head on home, I think.
"Dennis's phone. Leave a message."
Asbo.
Have you seen them? I know, the play, I'm sorry.
It was a ten-pump fire Ilford way.
They asked to go to bed in their costumes so Mum could see.
I've spent hours sewing those fucking ruffs.
Where were you?
I told you, I was at work. Stop lying to my face.
- I didn't want... - Hey!
Go on.
Wash the night off you. Can we have cornflakes? Yes!
Can I have cornflakes too? Cornflakes!
Oh, is that too much?
Are you enjoying that? Can I have some?
Oi! Wake up.
She wouldn't let me in. Good.
You hungry?
We was worried about you.
Do you want yours sunny side up? Look, can we just...
Or I can do them scrambled. Fried is good. Cheers.
Do you want to do the toast?
Remember Sunday mornings when we used to have that horrible flat in Plaistow?
And whichever one of us gave her our bed,
we used to have to sleep on that blow up mattress that always went down in the night.
And Trish would make us fried-egg sandwiches in the morning.
When did we stop doing that?
You want to wake her up?
Where did you go?
Out with Zig.
Oh!
Did anything...? I mean...
Don't be daft. It'd be like kissing my sister.
She's gorgeous, though, isn't she?
She's got a husband and two kids. Shut up.
How come...? Why did she...? It's work, Trish.
You don't have to take your life in there, do you?
This is a...
It's a mess, isn't it?
Anyway, so, um...
I think we all need to... to not see each other any more.
No. No, this is... I'm going to apply for a transfer,
change of scene, do me good.
Trish, you can keep the flat. I'll kip at the station until I can find somewhere.
But... This is what's happening.
I'll go.
Mum? You all right? Get my text?
Oh, my God! Look at you. Look at you. Oh, that. Don't worry.
I tripped over a bollard. Was it him? Was it Gog? It don't matter.
Did you go to the police? Do I look daft?
I do that, you don't think he's going to drop you in it as well?
I'll go down there. If I come clean, then it won't... No. I'm sorry, no.
Mum, I can't... It ain't gonna stop, not while he's got anything over me. Throw your life away?
I'll plead guilty, I'll get a short sentence. Who is that helping?
Whatever happened, it's done, we can't do anything to change that.
Kev, I...
You're far away. Can you sit down a minute?
I've been trying to work out how to...
But, anyway, this...
This belongs to... Grace.
She's my daughter.
She's ten. What?
She was adopted when she was born.
She's got cerebral palsy but it's not...
Huh? She's a proper little talker.
And she runs,
all the time, like, everywhere.
I mean, I'm only just getting to know her but... What?
Does she look like you?
No.
She looks like her dad.
Kev, I'm so...
I'm so sorry. Oh, fuck.
Fuck!
After it happened, my family wouldn't speak to me and I was so...
I was so lonely for a really long time.
And then I met you.
And I just sort of realised
that a person's not like a fixed thing.
A person's just the stuff other people know about them.
And you only knew the good stuff.
But you know everything about me.
I do... You know this isn't...
Don't. No, no. You don't have to. No, but I do, I do still...
You have to go now.
I just wanted to apologise.
Er, my dad was a big Elvis fan. So I thought you might, you know,
want them.
Please.
It's only shop-bought but do help yourself.
Dontcha Think It's Time. This is rare.
What's in there?
Fruit.
Oh!
"Dennis's phone. Leave a message."
"Asbo,...
..I know you've had a rough couple of weeks."
"And we've had our run-ins but I just want you to know, I'm proud of you."
"You've got a great future. Anything's possible."
"You got any problems, you come to me, all right? That's what I'm here for. That's it."
"I'll pop round later. Love to your mum."
"Oh, it's Kev, by the way."
All right? You seen Missus? I let her out for a piss, she's not come home.
Nah, I ain't seen her mate. Emily in? Nah, gone to the Somme.
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