(Birdsong)
(Children chatting nearby)
WOMAN 1: I'm not having it! I'm not being spoken to like that!
WOMAN 2: What have I done wrong?
You nicked my catalogue money and spent it on weed!
- I never did! - So how did you pay for the weed?
- Someone give it me! - You've no business smoking weed, anyway!
- You can't tell me what to do. - Any more lip from you and I will batter you!
- I'll hit you back! - Oh, yeah? Go on, try me!
Stop! Don't... Please don't hit me, Julie.
- Why shouldn't I? - Because it would hurt.
(Chuckles)
OK, so what should I do, then?
Employ a non-violent strategy.
Such as?
Instead of confronting your son, you could say,
"I'm sorry, Peter, I don't want to discuss this until we've both calmed down."
You could then withdraw to your bedroom and read a book.
You mean, like, ground myself?
I realise it's an unfamiliar tactic...
It's a crap one an' all! Peter will just piss himself laughing!
So how would you deal with him?
Well, I wouldn't give him an out-and-out battering.
Just probably a dead leg or a dead arm and a belt round t'ear.
- (All chuckle) - What about the rest of you?
Do you feel it would be better to handle things Julie's way or my way?
Karen?
I'd do it Julie's way if I dared.
I don't think that's the answer you're supposed to give, Karen, love.
Look, if we tell you you're talking bollocks, do we still get our certificates?
Still don't know why they put you on t'course, Julie.
Cos our Peter's been bunking off school.
- But you're a good mum. - Single mum, though.
So council think I need to prove it.
I'm really rubbish.
Just cos you've got kids off different dads?
Not just that. I'm crap in general. Everyone keeps saying.
Just cos people say you're crap, it don't mean you are.
Anyway, they can't say it any more, can they? Hang that on your wall.
Anyone tells you you're not a good mother, you can tell them to shove it up their arse.
- Hey, Natalie, I passed! - Mm.
- She's a fully-certified parent now. - Good for you!
Bet it were all bollocks, though.
But it makes t'council think they're doing something for the estate.
The course has been a right laugh. And I made another friend.
I saw your Stacey. I didn't know she were expecting.
- Yeah. Due in March. - Glamorous granny, eh?
(Groans)
Well, you best get home and put all that crap into practice, then.
Go on. See ya.
- See ya, Julie. - See ya.
- Have a good Christmas. - Yeah. You too.
Police emergency.
KAREN: I want to report my daughter as missing, please.
- Right. How old is she? - Nine.
- Nine? - Yep.
- When did you last see her? - She went to school this morning.
- Right. Have there been any arguments or... - No. None at all.
- So you've rung round all her friends... - Yeah.
And you've been in touch with all her relatives?
Yeah.
- There's nowhere else you've got left to look? - No.
- What do they call her? - Shannon Matthews.
(Duck quacking)
Come on. Come on, you buggers. Come on. Go and earn your living!
- What are you doing? - Teaching it to fly.
If they don't learn to fly, foxes will get 'em.
- See ya. - Have you had breakfast? I've got eggs here.
Goose eggs? Yuck!
- You're putting it off! - You're doing it wrong!
It's a bird, not a bloody brick.
You should be inside doing your homework.
- Suppose t'truancy officer sees you? - He's already had me excluded.
- What else can he do? - It's what I'll do you should worry about. In!
Now! Bird man!
(Helicopter overhead)
Go on.
'Ey!
(Siren in distance)
'Ere, Julie!
- What? - You heard about that lass?
Never came home from school last night. Police have been out looking for her all night.
- Who is it? - Shannon Matthews. She's only nine.
(Siren in distance)
(Siren approaches)
- Julie! - Petra.
- Have you heard? - Yeah. I'm going down Karen's now.
I'll come with you.
It were freezing last night,
but she's probably just gone home with a friend and stopped over.
Yeah, yeah. It'll be summat like that.
(Police radio chatter)
- All right, Julie? Petra. - Natalie.
- I've just heard. - Yeah, so have I, Karen.
- Hi, Julie. Thanks for coming down. - Here you are, love. Come on. Sit down.
(TV in background)
All right?
- So when did you last see her? - Yesterday afternoon.
She'd been swimming with t'school.
When they got back, she got off t'bus and no-one's seen her since.
I don't know what to think.
Does she usually walk home on her own?
I normally go to t'end of t'road and wait while she comes out,
but I weren't here.
I were in Dewsbury, shopping with Craig's sister Amanda.
I were at home. I was supposed to work in t'afternoon, but I'm feeling a bit off.
KAREN: I got back about four.
Craig says Shannon's not home.
Kids hadn't seen her after school,
so I called the school and everyone I could think of...
- Has she got a mobile? - She left it at home.
Everyone was saying I should ring 999, so I did in t'end.
- What are t'police saying? - Not a lot.
They have had search teams out all night, though.
And been back and forth here asking questions.
Poking round t'house, in and out of Shannon's bedroom.
Well, they've got to, Craig, looking for clues where she might be!
- I've been out searching too. - Some of us have been out half the night.
I just want her found!
And we'll find her, love, don't you bloody worry.
Thanks.
(Wind whistling)
(Helicopter whirring)
(Dog barks)
- Should never have closed this place down! - I know.
Where else can t'community meet?
- How can I help? - You can help us get this place running
so we can get organised and find Shannon.
- We don't want to tread on t'police's toes. - Bollocks, Debbie. We're not leaving it to them.
Come on.
(Knocking)
(Lively chatter)
I'm the uncle. Well, sort of uncle.
Fiver a feel, fella!
Hear that, you lot? Wife's tits, fiver a go!
Shut up, Neil.
- Karen? - Yeah.
Hello, I'm Detective Constable Christine Freeman.
This is Alex Grummit. We're going to be your family liaison officers.
- Can we clear this room, please? - But we're family, supporting Craig.
Yeah, and Karen.
- And you are? - Alice Meehan, Craig's mum.
- And you? - Amanda Hyatt, Craig's sister.
- This is my husband Neil. - All right?
- And you're? - Craig, Shannon's stepdad.
- Natalie Brown. I live next door but one. - Natalie's my best friend.
- Yeah. We're mates. - Getting bloody lively out there.
They keep saying they want me to say summat.
Please don't talk to the press.
- She wants to get a message out. - Like them parents of Maddie McCann.
- They were always on t'telly. - We'll make sure a message gets out,
but we need to do it right.
You mustn't talk to the press until we say it's all right.
- Can I see Shannon's room? - You lot have already been up there.
- All the same, I'd like to. - Top of t'stairs on t'left.
Shannon shares with her sister. Top bunk's hers.
I need to ask you a few questions.
We've answered questions since you lot first arrived.
KAREN: I'm sick of it. - I'm sure.
But there's a lot for us to understand.
(Helicopter passes by)
- We're going out searching again. - That's great, but let's get organised.
We don't want to search in t'same places.
We need street maps, a list of who's searching where. Let's do this properly.
Julie? Council have approved emergency grant to keep the place open. 300 quid.
- You're a star, Debbie. - It's only temporary.
Temporary'll do. We'll soon have her found and back home safe.
- So you'd not fallen out with Shannon? - No. I keep saying...
But you've had problems with your son in the past?
I don't know why people keep going on about that.
Because he's run away, hasn't he, more than once.
We had to send the helicopter out.
He were just down in t'fields. He'd made a den down there.
He sometimes gets it in his head he wants to be with his dad,
- but Shannon wouldn't do that. - I don't think she would either.
So why has she written, "I want to live with my dad" above her bed?
- She don't mean it. - I don't think she does either, Karen.
She's happy here and you're a good mum.
GRUMMIT: How does she get on with her dad?
He's in Huddersfield. He sees her when he can.
And how does she get on with you?
- She gets on fine with Craig. - Can you let him answer, please?
But I'm his mum. I should know.
All the same... Craig?
Yeah, me and Shannon get on fine.
I don't see t'point of all these questions.
They're not getting at you. They're trying to help.
You see, if your eldest lad ran away because he's unhappy,
we need to know if Shannon did the same.
Shannon wouldn't run away. Someone must have took her.
(Sniffles)
Here. And stay in pairs. We don't want anyone else going missing.
- Here y'are. Try down on that ginnel. - Thanks, love.
There you go both. You lads try down that way. OK?
Hiya, love. There's a map.
Why don't you try back at school, yeah?
(Barking in distance)
- (Woman shouts) Shannon! - (Man shouts) Shannon!
Cheers, lads. You try down there, all right?
Hiya, love. Here's a map.
Try behind t'school, OK?
Hiya. Here.
Hi, love. There's a map, OK? Stay together.
Other side there, yeah?
(Helicopter overhead)
Julie?
All right, Kinchie?
Do the police know you're doing this? Going door-to-door?
You're police, you know.
I mean HMET.
- What's that? - Homicide team. They're in charge.
Homicide team? It's a missing child, Kinchie.
- Could be more than that. - I don't need to hear that.
All I'm saying is, I wouldn't go raising other people's hopes.
And all I'm saying is, "Fuck off." No offence, Kinchie... Here.
- That's him. - Who?
Shannon's real dad.
He's been out all day scouring the estate.
Hey, Julie, look at this!
It's Karen. Look.
Shannon, if you're out there...
Oh, bloody hell.
...please, darling, come home.
We love you so much,
me, your dad, your brothers, your sisters.
Everybody loves you.
If anyone's got my daughter,
my beautiful princess daughter,
please bring her home safe.
I need her home!
(Press clamour) Karen! Karen! Karen!
Yeah. That's better now.
Pete? Come and sort t'kids' tea, will ya?
- I'm going into Karen's. - She's been on telly.
I know. I saw.
Police told her not to. I need to speak to her.
Pete! Go and see to t'kids!
- She did really well, I thought. - Yeah, but t'police aren't gonna be happy.
(Chatter)
Karen? Karen.
- Don't be mad with us, Natalie, please. - I'm not, love.
But you know what t'police said.
But everyone were on at me to go out there and say summat.
- Why shouldn't she? - Because t'police know best.
- It's her child! - Yeah, but she's got to work with 'em.
You did well, love. I thought you come across really well.
Right, I want everybody out - and I mean it this time.
Don't send my friends away!
All right, you can stay and help out, Natalie. The rest of you, out now!
- You were told, Karen! - I'm sorry. They were all saying I should do it.
Well, they were wrong.
- She were only telling her side of t'story. - Don't make it worse for her.
I've asked you to leave, haven't I?
All right.
It's vital that you let us control the media side of things.
- I keep saying I'm sorry! - Karen, don't upset yourself.
And who are you?
Julie Bushby.
I'm co-ordinating the community search.
- The what? - We've got half of the estate out looking for her.
Thanks, Julie. I know you're doing everything you can to find her, to bring her home.
That's all I want!
Believe me, Karen, that's all we're hoping for too. But...
But what?
I do have to warn you, the more time goes on, the less likely it is we'll find her alive.
- Don't say that! - I have to be honest, love.
Bollocks! Why are you lot being so negative?
- Shannon's OK, Karen. I know she is. - Are you sure?
Could I have a word, please?
(Karen sniffs)
Come on, love.
- With respect, you can't know she's still alive. - I bloody can.
- How? - Well, have they found any of her clothing?
- No. - The towel and swimming costume
- she took to t'baths? - No.
If anything bad had happened, they'd find things like that first.
Look, I don't doubt your good intentions,
but part of my job is to prepare Karen for the worst.
Yeah, and mine is to keep her spirits up.
But that means if we do have to give her bad news, it'll be all the harder for her.
There's not gonna be bad news! We'll find her and she'll be OK.
Now, is that all?
(Birdsong)
(Julie groans softly)
(Door opens)
(Sighs) Bloody hell, Petra.
I really thought for a minute then it might be Shannon.
Shannon would go back home, wouldn't she? Not come to t'community centre.
I don't know where she'll go. I just have to be ready.
You really are sure, aren't you, she'll be OK?
(Water runs at sink)
(Water off)
She's not run away.
When kids run away, they take pop and crisps and stuff.
Karen says she hasn't. I don't believe she's been snatched from outside school.
Not with all t'people there'd be around.
Which leaves what? Going off with someone she knows?
- Maybe. - Don't mean she's all right, though, does it?
She has to be, Petra, or...
Or what?
- You can't think about the alternative. - I know.
It's horrible to imagine, isn't it?
Yeah, it is.
We just have to keep the faith, that's all.
There was a sighting of Shannon on the playing fields behind her school.
But there have been a number of reports that Shannon was also seen at other locations...
Stacey's here, Mum, and she's eaten all t'crisps!
And there's me worrying the house might have burnt down!
It's amazing, in't it, Mum?
If anyone's got my daughter, my beautiful princess...
Who'd have thought Moorside would get on the news?
I'd sooner we weren't on t'news for this.
Tyson reckons they'll find her chopped up in a wheelie bin.
Sam reckons someone strangled her and chucked her into t'river. I reckon...
You've got a thick ear if you don't shut it!
(Phone rings)
Hello?
Who's asking?
We haven't ruled out the possibility of widening the search.
Er, when?
Yeah. Er...
All right, if it'll help.
I'll meet you down at the community house.
All right, bye.
That were t'telly. They want me to do an interview.
Right, shower and change and get back down there.
Tiffany, school!
Oh, Stace, how's the bump?
Kicking like a good 'un, Mum.
That's what I like to hear.
(Low chatter)
The response on the estate has been absolutely incredible.
We've had over 150 people out searching.
And we are absolutely determined to find Shannon
- and bring her home safe. - (Murmurs of approval)
- We won't rest till we fucking have. - (Laughter)
Oh, shit cakes, I swore! Sorry.
That all right?
Sorry.
You all right?
Julie Bushby?
Yeah, that's me.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to call this off.
- Call what off? - Organising your own search for Shannon.
(Murmuring)
I know you mean well, but if and when Shannon's found,
that location may well become a crime scene.
You're talking like she's dead.
I'm making no assumptions.
But there's every possibility of serious crimes being committed.
And if a crime scene isn't carefully preserved by trained police officers,
that may undermine any prosecution.
We're not interested in prosecuting. We just wanna find Shannon!
- (Crowd agree) - Sorry, I'm gonna have to insist
- you leave the search to us. - (Crowd jeers)
Guys, guys! Come on, wait.
Of course we'll still be glad to receive any information.
- Thank you. - (Jeering)
Guys, come on, come on. We'd best do what he says, OK?
That doesn't mean we're giving up. Far from it.
Shannon doesn't just belong to Karen. She belongs to all of us.
CROWD: Yes!
We'll do whatever it takes to find her and bring her home!
(Cries of agreement)
The harrowing 999 call made by Karen Matthews...
So you've got four children living at home with you.
There's four living with me, yeah.
- So where are the other two? - Three.
- You've three other children? - Yeah, she has.
- Is that right, Karen? - Yeah.
You originally told us you had six kids.
With four here and three elsewhere, that's seven.
All right, I've got seven. What's it matter?
- So where are the other three? - Living with their dads.
So, tell us exactly what happened that morning before Shannon left for school.
I woke the children, called 'em down for breakfast.
We all sat round t'table to eat.
- What table? - Kitchen table.
(Boy plays and whoops)
Got 'em ready for school, waved 'em off at t'door
and said, "Bye, darling, I love you."
You actually used those words to Shannon? "Bye, darling, I love you"?
Yep.
- What are you looking at me like that for? - (Ringtone plays jaunty pop song)
Hello?
We're at the house again now.
Yeah, we'll report to you as soon as we're back.
I just love that ringtone.
You see, when you say you all sat round the table,
as a family and had breakfast before waving Shannon off to school,
telling her you loved her, it's not quite ringing true, Karen.
- Why not? - Most people don't live like that.
- I don't. - Well, you're all right. You're safe.
- What do you mean? - You've not got t'Social watching you.
They're not gonna take your kids off you. Someone like Karen, they can, they do.
- I'm a good mum. Ain't I, Natalie? - Yeah.
- I've got that certificate. - You are, love.
- I won't have anyone say you're not. - I love Shannon.
I wouldn't see her hurt for all t'world.
She's us princess and I need her home!
(Sighs) Go on, Craig, give her a cuddle.
(Craig sighs)
Haven't you asked her enough questions?
We're not trying to upset her.
But sitting down for breakfast and saying "I love you" as she waved Shannon off...
She's only worried people think she's a crap mother.
She's got all these different kids from different dads...
That don't mean she don't look after them.
If anything, she's overprotective.
She don't even let Shannon play on t'road. She has to stop in t'garden.
So her... domestic situation is fairly stable?
Since she's been with Craig, yeah.
But Karen...
But Karen can be weak.
She's been with loads of other fellas and she can be taken advantage of.
What was that dancing thing about when my colleague's phone rang?
She's just immature.
She's got Julie and the whole estate saying, "Cheer up. Shannon'll be fine."
And you lot saying, "Prepare for t'worst."
She's in an absolute state.
And, anyway, how do any of us know how we'd react if we had a child go missing?
Mm. Fair point.
I'm a mother.
We're trying to help, not judge.
Course we're hopeful. We've been hopeful right from the start.
The response of this community has been absolutely amazing.
Some people might have been surprised by that.
But we aren't.
We know we're as good as anyone.
This estate may have its problems,
but its heart's in the right place.
We look after our own. We always have, we always will.
When t'chips are down and one of us has a problem, we are all there to help.
We stand shoulder to shoulder with one another.
We will never give up hope.
We just want Shannon to know we're all rooting for her...
and we're looking forward to seeing her home soon.
Is that it? Yeah. There you go, not a single F word.
- Fucking brilliant or what? - (Ripples of laughter)
Right, come on. Back to work.
(Children playing noisily in distance)
(Low chatter)
- All right? - Might be if you were ever here.
- I was only down t'road. - I've had no dinner, no tea.
- Well, where's Tiffany? - Out.
There's nowt to stop you from making your own tea.
- There's fuck all in. - There's plenty in. And watch your language!
- Have you done your schoolwork? - What schoolwork?
Don't give me that.
They give you stuff to do every day when you're excluded.
BBC Radio Leeds News with Clive Settle. These are the headlines.
Police say they're dropping plans
to take DNA from people who drop litter or fail to wear a seat belt.
House prices continue falling for the fifth consecutive month.
In West Yorkshire, police searching for nine-year-old Shannon Matthews
say they're increasingly concerned she may have been abducted
and their investigation has now taken on the scale of a murder inquiry.
- Bollocks! - (Knock on door)
- Julie. - Kinchie.
I thought I'd see how you were doing, and er...
Yeah, we're all right. You can give that lad a thick ear for me, if you like.
Have you been misbehaving, young man?
No.
- Such bollocks! - What is?
Shannon's slipped down to t'third item on t'news.
And they're just assuming it's murder now!
- Statistics show if a missing child's not found... - Shannon's not a statistic!
Right... Kinchie's making your tea, Peter.
I won't be long, love.
I'm not eating that! It's a goose!
It's an egg. And you'll eat it.
(Police radio chatter)
(TV in background)
- What's going on? - They've moved us out, Julie.
- Why? - Police are searching t'house.
- They already have. - It's a "more thorough" one.
They took my computer. I weren't the only one that used it.
- Shut up about your computer! - I weren't!
Natalie's letting us stop here.
The little 'uns have gone to Craig's family. But we're still gonna be like sardines!
- How long's this for? - Couple of days.
'Ey up, there she is.
TV: Shannon Matthews, as police continue...
- When will she be coming home? - I'm sure she'll be back soon, love.
She will.
Calie, go up and brush your teeth.
- Mum! - Go on! Up!
(She groans)
- All right. I'll be up in a minute. - Yeah.
Karen, don't tell Calie that.
You can't know if Shannon's coming back. No-one can.
- I believe in being honest with kids. - She is being honest, Natalie!
- It's what we both think! - She's getting really famous now, in't she?
Shannon's on telly because she's missing, not famous!
- You know what I mean. - Funny way of putting it!
What are you getting at me for, Natalie?
- I'm not getting at you! - Yeah, you are, Natalie.
If she said that in front of people who don't know her like we do,
- they'd think it was inappropriate. - At least she's on the news again.
- They've barely mentioned her lately. - I know.
Coverage is getting less, and it's all negative.
And they keep making out something bad's happened. It's horrible.
And it's wrong!
They've not found any evidence to show that.
The police told us it's important not to give Karen false hope.
Well, we're not police!
We've got to keep faith. People haven't seen nowt yet.
I'm gonna start by organising a march for Shannon.
(Chatter)
Over here!
- Don't know if I can do this. - Course you can, hon.
- Not been out of t'house for ages. - I know, but it's been a week now.
It's important we show Shannon's not forgotten.
And to have you there in front of t'march will make such a difference.
Come on, love, be brave. All the estate's waiting for you.
- OK? - Yeah.
- Are you ready? - Yeah.
(Applause)
MAN: Come on, Karen! - All right?
Well done, Karen!
(Chatter)
Look, she's drawing round the dinosaur. Why don't you do the same as her?
Find a dinosaur.
Why don't you come with us?
Someone's gotta look after this lot. I've got half the kids off the estate here.
- We could take 'em. Some are. - Not little 'uns, we couldn't.
Calie's old enough.
What?
- I wanna go. - No. Just stay there.
Sorry, darling. Get in there.
What?
I don't want Calie going on marches.
- It's a massive day for the estate! - Massive excuse for a piss-up!
- Oh... - No.
Shannon's Calie's friend and she's worried about her.
- I don't think it's appropriate... - Stop being so maungy!
We're just showing solidarity with Karen.
(Police radio chatter)
You all right?
- (Crowd clapping) - Good turnout.
(Cheering)
- Are you pleased with the turnout, Julie? - Only what I expected, love.
All right, everybody. Let's form up and march for Shannon.
Hi. I'm Kathy. I'm the vicar at St John's.
I just wanted to see if there's anything I could do.
You'll not find many Bible bashers on this estate.
I understand. But I'd love to join the march.
That'd be great. The more the merrier.
Oi! Back, back, back, back!
- Don't punch, Julie. - I'll kick his arse if I have to.
- Come on. Are we ready? ALL: Yes!
All right. Everyone together.
- Are we ready? ALL: Yes!
OK. And we're off.
♪ It's love, it's love
♪ It's love that makes the world go round
♪ It's love, it's love
♪ It's love that makes the world go round
♪ It's love, it's love
♪ It's love that makes the world go round
♪ It makes the world go round
♪ It's love
♪ It's love that makes the world go round
♪ It's love, it's love
♪ It's love that makes the world go round
♪ It makes the world go round
(All chant) Shannon, we want you back.
Shannon, we want you back.
(They continue to chant)
Shannon, we want you back.
Shannon, we want you back...
(Chanting in distance)
(Music drowns chanting)
Karen looks dead happy, doesn't she?
Yeah, she does.
Our message to the world is, we won't give up till Shannon's found.
Our message to Shannon is,
we're looking forward to you being back home safe, love.
There's a message attached to every one of these balloons that says so.
So here's hoping one of them will reach her.
- Ready, Sheryl? - Ready, Julie.
OK, let 'em go.
(Cheering and applause)
Lovely touch, them balloons, Julie. Absolute class.
(Phone ringing in background)
(Door opens)
Ready?
Er, yeah.
But it's hard. It were easier when I did it first time.
Sort of... got used to her not being around.
I understand.
Anyway, I've got my cuddly bear...
like you wanted.
- Like Maddie's mum holds her Cuddle Cat. - Is it Shannon's favourite?
Probably.
Come on, love.
(Low chatter)
Well, it's hard to sleep, really.
It's just... t'house don't feel the same without... her not being there, really.
It just feels empty.
Whoever's got Shannon, please let her go.
Her family's missing her, all her friends are missing her at school.
MAN: Have you any idea who may have her?
I think that... someone out there who knows Shannon...
...probably knows me as well...
I just want her home safe, really.
It makes me think now that I can't trust the people who's really close to me any more.
I just can't trust 'em.
MAN: Can you recall the last words you and Shannon exchanged?
"Bye, Mum. Love you."
(Cameras click)
(Sniffles)
(Cameras click)
(Cameras continue to click)
Right, yous, get these on. We're going.
What is it this time?
- Candlelit vigil. - Must be working, all this.
- They're offering a reward of 20 grand. - It's two and a half million for Maddie McCann.
- Is it cos they're posher? - It's not a contest. On!
And Shannon's got all of us fighting for her, hasn't she?
Anyway, I'd pay 20 grand to get you kidnapped!
On, I said!
We don't have to pray or owt, do we?
Out! Come on.
Right, so what time will you be back?
- Could go on a while. - Might turn into a party.
So shall I put your kids to sleep over here with mine tonight?
Yeah, if you like.
It's not a case of what I like. It's what you want. They're your kids.
- There's no need to get narky with her. - Julie don't get narky with me.
- What's Julie gotta do wi' it? - I thought you didn't mind having them.
- Karen's been looking forward to tonight. - Fine.
I just want her to decide where her kids are sleeping.
I mean... you've already had one child go missing.
- Why are you so casual about it? - Will you stop being so horrible to me?
Come on, Craig.
♪ He's got the whole world
♪ In his hands
♪ He's got the whole wide world in his hands
♪ He's got the whole world in his hands
♪ He's got Shannon and her family
♪ In his hands
♪ He's got Shannon and her family in his hands
♪ He's got the whole world in his hands...
♪ He's got Shannon and her family... PETRA: Look at that.
Even by your standards, Julie, them tea lights were a bloody inspiration.
♪ He's got Shannon and her family in his hands...
(Chatter)
'Ey up. You all right, Gibbo?
You all right, sweetheart?
Hey.
- Thanks for bringing t'candles. - Only too happy.
We have loads. Candles play a really important part in Christian ritual.
Pff, that's not why I wanted them.
- I gather you're not a believer. - It's not that I don't have faith.
In what?
People. These people.
And that Shannon will be found.
- But you don't do God? - Well, I might if God did children.
How do you mean?
If there was a God, why would he let children suffer?
- It's a very big question. - I know.
When I asked God, all I got was a big fat silence.
When did you ask God that, Julie?
Oh, long story. Another time.
(Low music and chatter)
Shitting hell.
What's up?
My editor's just called to tell me one of the Sundays is running a story.
Great! There's been nowt all week.
No, it's not the kind of publicity you'd want. It's not about Shannon being missing.
- It's an interview with Karen's parents. - What have they said?
Whatever it is, it won't be very nice.
They don't like me, and they hate Craig.
What's Craig ever done to your parents? He's worked wonders for you.
- And he's treated your kids like his own. - (Text alert)
- Might have known they'd do summat like this. - Bloody typical.
Sticking their oar in!
Here, Karen, love, let's go for a drink.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- What's up? - It's Craig.
- Craig were here. - He's gone home.
- He's threatening to take an overdose! - What?
He were in a sulk.
He says I haven't been spending enough time with him.
They'll blame me if he does owt stupid.
Listen, don't say anything to them.
- I'll sort him out. All right? - Thanks, Julie.
- You OK? - Yeah, I'm all right. Thanks a lot.
Thanks.
Craig?
(Julie panting)
I've done it.
I were that fed up, Julie.
- Calpol? - It was all there were.
(Puts down bottle)
- Bloody hell! What were that for? - This is no time for games!
- Dunno if Karen wants to be with me. - What do you mean?
She won't even cuddle me nor nowt.
She's got a hell of a lot on her mind!
She was like it even before Shannon went missing.
- This is no time for marriage guidance! - It's not my fault Shannon's missing!
Jesus, Craig!
- What'll happen to me? - You'll live.
You need to stop hiding behind your mum and sister and stand by Karen!
(Door slams)
(Police radio chatter)
- This is icing on t'cake, this is. - Searching t'whole road.
- I know. - Made a right mess of ours.
- Took up t'floorboards and all sorts. - What for?
Said one of the dogs had got t'scent of death. It were a dead mouse.
- The police have lost t'plot. - Aye.
Press have lost interest an' all. Not seen a camera up here in days.
Your turn now, is it?
Should've seen the state of mine afterwards.
- Why are they searching our houses? - Cos they think someone knows summat.
- And that Karen knows more than she says. - Don't blame it on Karen!
I am only saying it how I see it, Julie.
I see more of her than you.
And when they moved her into our house, I saw her 24-7.
- I'm not happy about some of her behaviour. - Such as?
- Times she's been flippant. - She's been flippant with me 'an all.
- Doesn't mean she's lying. - I used to think that.
Karen's not clever enough to have made all this up.
Either that...
or you're leaning over too far to make excuses for her.
Come on, Calie.
- Another march for Shannon tonight. - Yeah, I'll be there.
(Gentle clatter of keyboards)
Sorry, I had no signal. What's happened?
I've just been speaking to one of the lads.
They've discovered Craig's got an uncle nobody's mentioned before.
Just added him to the family tree.
Goes by the name of Michael Donovan,
though his real name's Paul Drake.
- How come nobody mentioned him? - Quite.
He's not been in touch with the family since she disappeared.
It's been all over t'news!
You'd have thought they'd have been in constant touch.
Exactly. Anyway, they've made further inquiries about this Donovan.
He has a daughter who was put into the care of foster parents.
Seems he was accused of abducting her from outside her school,
but the case was dropped.
Interesting. Where does he live?
About a mile from Shannon.
Lidgate Gardens, Batley Carr. They're sending someone round there.
Come on, you've had enough sweets for today, you.
(Phone bleeps)
Hang on.
Oh, Christ!
What's up?
Hang on...
Oh, my God.
Karen? It's Julie.
- Have you heard owt? - What do you mean?
There's rumours going around Asda that Shannon's been found.
Is there?
So you've not heard nowt, then?
- No. - Well, just let me know if you do. All right?
Yeah, I will.
Karen?
- Julie, is it true? - I don't know.
- Rumours are flying about. - Have you spoke to Karen?
Yeah. She said no. I phoned t'police. They're not saying nowt.
Do you think it's true? Do you think she's alive?
I don't know, Petra.
- Oh, God! - I feel sick.
WOMAN: Julie, what's happening?
- Sit down, Karen. I'll do that. - I can't sit down!
If it's true, you'll be the first person t'police will speak to.
- How come people in Asda know? - It may be bollocks.
I don't think it is. I've got this feeling.
- You don't know, Pete. - Will you all just shut up?
Hello?
I need a word with Karen and Craig alone, please.
We found a young girl. She's alive.
We need you to come in and identify her.
(Low chatter)
(Text alert)
Julie, what is it?
Kinchie, is it true?
Have they found her?
No comment.
They've found her, everyone!
- (Cheering) - They've found her!
(Excited chatter)
Oh, my God! It's true! It's true, she's alive!
What did I tell you?
Yes! Yes!
- Yes! - Oh, my God!
Didn't I tell you we'd find her?
I'm afraid you'll not be able to talk to her yet. We just need you to confirm that it's her.
Well?
Yeah, that's Shannon.
Can I go now?
We said right from the start that we'd find Shannon safe
and bring her home, back to her family where she belongs.
There were doubters out there - we know that - people who thought,
"They're a bunch of layabouts, thieves and dossers pissed out us trees,"
but we've proved them wrong.
We never lost faith. This community has got heart.
We look after our own
and we can't wait to welcome Shannon home.
(Cheering)
ALL: Shannon! Shannon! Shannon!
Shannon! Shannon! Shannon!
(Fireworks fizz and explode)
(Music and excited chatter)
Oh, we've done it!
Come on, Kinchie!
Hey! Hey!
Give it back. Cheeky...
- Hey, mate. - Aww, Petra.
Best thing that ever happened on this estate, Julie.
- Well, you stood by me, never doubted. - Never for a minute, Julie.
All of us on this estate, we can hold us heads up high,
cos we showed people what we're really like.
We need more booze, Julie. Making a run to t'offie.
Well, I've got some vodka and cans at mine an' all. I'll go get 'em.
Hey, you, don't run off with that ball!
Bradford Bulls give me that for t'raffle. (Chuckles)
- Hey! (Laughs) - Hey.
Whoa!
Ahh!
There you go.
Aww.
Wheee!
- Hey! - Hiya!
- Natalie, fantastic news or what, eh? - Oh, yeah. Brilliant.
- Coming down? - No, just came out to watch fireworks.
Oh, come on. It's a hell of a party.
Yeah, I'm sure it is.
So why not join in?
Rather wait till we know the full story.
What do you mean?
- Have you heard where they found her? - No, not yet. Nobody I've asked knows.
Have you?
There's a rumour she were at Craig's uncle's.
Craig's uncle's?
What the hell was she doing there?
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll February 2017
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll March 2017 - Released on www.Addic7ed.com