Sharn...
They won't be happy till we've all frozen to death.
Don't get me started.
Good job I'm made of fire.
Me and you, isn't it?
Always.
Was broken into last night, you know?
Nah.
I'm serious!
It's a joke this place, isn't it?
What are you here for?
Second home to me since it opened.
Done me for kerb crawling again. Total waste of time.
I don't like to think of them as fines, more a tax.
Punishment never fits the crime, does it? You're telling me.
I'll be back round there this afternoon, you watch.
Man needs a siesta.
Mr Miller?
You OK, Mr Miller?
Bit early for your siesta, isn't it?
The pre-sentence report confirms Mr Miller shows
genuine and substantial remorse and a fine would appear to be the most suitable course of action.
Court rejects the option of a fine.
Judge?
It's clear the old approach hasn't worked.
This centre exists to find alternatives.
Sentencing is postponed until this afternoon. This afternoon?
Didn't have anything planned, did you, Mr Miller? No, sir.
Good.
Right, caffeine break, I think. All stand.
Have you told Paul about the break in?
Didn't know we had one.
So you turned your own room upside down then, did you?
Some papers fell off my desk, that's all.
Hal, put those in my office, please. Thanks.
How long do you think it'll be until he finds out? He's not an idiot.
We already had a busy afternoon until you added that kerb crawler to the list!
There's four more of them in reception, you know. Well, I'll add them all to it.
Just fine them. I don't want to tax it, I want to stop it!
Then what are you going to do? Not a clue. Hi, Paul.
How are you? I know all about it.
chances are they've gone to ground.
Right, well. Stay vigilant.
Bad enough there's gossip. I tell you one thing, once the police
are involved, the press will be involved and that will be a disaster.
You tell no-one.
I've arranged for someone from the Liverpool Mercury to come in and interview you this afternoon.
Well, un-arrange it. With respect, sir, you've got to find some way
of winning this community over, now more than ever. I don't do interviews!
Em... you forgot this.
Mr Little, this is the third trial against you to collapse.
What have you got to say to the Liverpool Mercury? Nothing.
Just make sure you fit that on the front page.
You shouldn't be touching anything, this is the scene of a crime.
No-one could have got through there.
None of the windows are damaged, neither is the door.
Nothing's taken...
I think. Robes and wig.
What? No robes, no wig.
She's saying someone broke into the centre, came into your chambers and stole your clothes? Damn!
Expensive, those. What about the memo? What memo?
I printed the email out and put a copy on your desk last night.
Could someone tell me what's going on here? We received an email yesterday.
Marie! He needs to know! What?
It was a memo from the Ministry of Justice,
saying that the centre doesn't seem to be making any discernible impact, is costing a fortune
and that it could be closed within weeks.
So someone came in here looking for something that could be used against us and found it?!
You have to tell Paul now.
A piece of paper that may or may not have gone missing?
What's there to tell? It stays in this room.
Why don't you do something?
This isn't about the law, it's about the streets!
Do you honestly think you can make an impact, change things, anything, from within these four walls?
You need to get out there! Tell me, what's the point in taking this job and coming back here
if you're not prepared to go out there and see how things have changed?
What are you afraid of?
What time's the journalist coming?
Quarter to.
I'll be here.
It's not the real story though, is it? Eh?
What it should say is, "Scumbag Gets 10 Years".
It should say that, "Pimp and drug pusher gets locked up, streets safe again!"
What hope is there for a world that doesn't know its heroes from its villains, eh?
I'm taking you off Crown Court for a while, Lou.
I want you to focus on the Dovefield Public Justice Centre.
I don't do Community Centres. I'm the Court Correspondent.
It is a court. It's not Crown Court!
We got this. I'm not doing it. You start by interviewing the judge.
Study it on your way.
When did you get this? Last night.
We have to leave.
Why? They'll come for us. You've done nothing wrong, Kaz.
They took my picture too. But I didn't go in though, did I?
Does it matter? Of course it matters. It's why he got off.
Sharna, no family's ever going to take us now, either of us.
Well, what's that got to do with it? What are we waiting for, eh?
Let's leave now, together. Where? Think we'll ever get a decent job around here?
Kaz, will you just stop it?
We'll look after each other.
It's me and you, isn't it? We can't just hide away forever.
I'm not going to. I'm going out today.
You can't! I'm going to walk around town with my head held high.
Once they see I'm not scared of him,
of anyone,
it'll be OK.
Hi, I've got a meeting with Judge Coburn.
I'll get Mr Gateacre for you.
How are you finding things here? Is it going all right?
Today has been a complete mess.
You all right, lads? All right, Jake.
Come.
Patrick Coburn. Wonderful to meet you. Hi. Please.
Thanks.
No, but what...
No, you have to understand...
My job isn't just to apply the law. That on its own isn't enough.
My job's is to apply the law imaginatively and compassionately.
Getting into Oxford with your background at that time
must have made people in this community very proud.
Did you keep in touch with your friends,
maybe see how their lives went in different directions?
Only want to talk about the centre.
OK. I'm just trying to get a sense of what made the man.
This centre wouldn't exist without you, you're one and the same.
Not sure that's true.
Tell me about your family.
No.
We should move on.
I could tell you about the work I've been doing with the Langfield Estate, if that's...
It's been a rocky month or so since this place opened, hasn't it?
Last night's break in must have been terrible for morale.
But that memo must be the biggest blow of all.
Memo?
That the Ministry of Justice sent you yesterday.
"No discernible impact"?
"A small fortune"? "Closed within weeks"?
I don't know where you got that from, but there was no memo, so...
We're going be running with it tomorrow.
Would any of you like to comment?
Louise Scanlon. Wonderful to meet you.
Judge! Not now.
Where are you going? You wanted me to meet the community? Let's do it.
I used to kick a ball round down here.
Well, I wouldn't now.
They call it Smack Highway these days.
Let's have a look then.
Can't drive down there anymore.
I wouldn't go on foot,
not unless that's a stab vest underneath them clothes.
I want to show what we've done around Langfield.
Introduce you to a few people.
What about the wasteland off Thatchmere where you said the gangs hang around? We going down there?
No, they've put bollards up to stop the cars from being dumped.
We could have a walk around, but I'd have to square it with the police first.
I could point everything out to you, though.
From the car? Yeah.
You've got to be kidding. What?
Gone to ground? That's the lads from the Grosvenor who didn't turn up for their Community Service!
And those are my robes!
Sorry to bother you, Father. I'm doing a story on the new Public Justice Centre
and I'm trying to get a bit of background on the judge, Patrick Coburn.
He grew up round here in the '60s, went to St Josephine's School and... Louise...
a shepherd can only be expected to remember this season's flock...
not a lone sheep from a whole lifetime ago.
I'm really sorry, but I've got to go to.
You don't turn out for your Community Service, you're in possession of stolen goods - my bloody goods!
Do you have any idea of how much trouble you're in?
Now I don't happen to like sending people down, but sometimes I have no choice.
It was Biggie broke in!
It was nothing to do with us! Biggie?
Is he based round here? The Land.
If you don't mind.
Thank you.
If you want us to forget about this,
we're going need something else off you.
Here's the Johnston file... Thank you.
How can this building have been broken into without anyone telling me?
Well, is there any signs that anyone has been in? Is anything gone?
Only in Judge's Chambers.
They take judge's robes and wig.
Paul, I can't say anything. You'll have to speak to the judge.
We can't just go after people!
We're not the police!
He won't forget. Oh, what?
Shouldn't be walking round town. Should be leaving it.
I didn't even testify.
Grew up in this street.
That house there. Yeah?
Be thankful you don't still live there now, eh?
How can this be going on in broad daylight? Kids walking around?
If youse are Miami Vice,
that Don Johnson's let himself go.
We are looking for Biggie.
Never mind the bollards, eh?
Are you Biggie?
Are you having a laugh?
What you want, eh? My wig for a start.
Thought you said no one could fit through that window?
We know you broke in.
Never broke nothin'.
You took a piece of paper from my desk.
Who did you give it to?
Tell us who you're working for and you have my word you won't be in trouble.
Don't know what you talking about.
Never touched no paper.
Ain't working' for no one, just wanted a look round, that's all.
Only took your things to prove I'd been in.
You turned the room upside down!
Used the desk to climb back out. Might have knocked some stuff off.
So you only took the robes and the wig?
You promise?
Right, his promise counts for everything, doesn't it?
If you wanted to look around, lad, you should come through the door not the window.
You could have come in anytime. I would have shown you round myself.
I told you, I told you everything, didn't I? Can't get me in trouble!
This break in isn't about the memo.
The Liverpool Mercury got it from somewhere.
Yeah, but not from the outside, from in.
Oh, come on!
No one in the centre would do that!
Why would they? We're all desperate for this thing to work. Judge!
You're due back in court!
Judge!
Hey, put IOUs in the mousetraps!
Could I have half a lemonade, please?
I'm wanting to know about Patrick Coburn and I'll buy a drink for anyone who can help me.
You've come to the right place, girl.
Me and the Coburns go way back. Whisky, lad.
Give these a sponge down for us, will you, Hal?
Yes, OK. Where did you get them from?
Look, I know something's happened. Talk to the judge.
I didn't tell him. We found the lad who broke in.
He didn't take the memo.
Well, he must have. No, Coburn reckons someone
from inside the centre took it and leaked it to the Liverpool Mercury.
Hiya, Paddy.
Jim! Jim.
I heard about the break in.
That's the level of respect.
Gangs run things round here now and nobody seems to be able to do anything about it.
People might think that the age of the Church is passed,
but I'm telling you, if ever there was a need for faith
it's now. That's what I'm afraid of.
I look round these streets, Jim, and I think where do we even begin?
Small steps, Paddy. Small steps.
You know,
for 40 years this place has existed in my head unchanged.
And now I'm here,
everything's different.
But there's still you.
And there must be others.
I'm sorry I stopped writing.
Was too hard.
You know, I'd wake up in the night,
and it's always that night,
the night I left.
How do I look anyone around here in the eye, Jim?
Well, perhaps it's time for all of us to come to terms with what happened, Paddy.
You know that, else why did you come back?
Came back for the future,
not the past.
Came back to change things.
Small steps...
doesn't mean anything.
Small steps and that centre won't even exist in a few weeks.
If you really want to make a difference you should do something about him.
When you were a lad God ran this town,
now it's people like that.
Of course, what can YOU do?
The Crown Court can't even do anything.
Put it out that the new judge is coming for him.
Let him know.
Let everyone know!
Thanks for this morning, girl.
You made the right decision.
I want you to stick around, you know? I can help you, Sharna.
You don't scare me. Didn't seem that way this morning.
I wasn't scared for me. Who were you scared for then?
Your friend?
In case she got mixed up in things?
With me?
It's too late for that.
Ooh! Damn.
Kaz?
Kaz? Kaz?
Have Jake's men been here?
Are you OK?
No. You were right, we're leaving, now.
I'm better than OK, I'm buzzing!
We don't need to go anywhere. What?
He's really sorry about the court case and everything.
They came to offer me a job, Sharn. Well, they can get me one at Julian's. He came to help.
He wants to. Julian's, where all the footie players go!
Can you believe it? You can't work for him.
I won't be. You can't ever owe him anything. I won't!
You're not doing it. I'm going there later.
This is just how it starts.
How what starts?
I'm leaving.
No, you'll come with me. You'll look after me. I won't. You will!
Me and you, innit?
Well, it's what,
'61 or '62?
There's myself,
Paddy Coburn,
John Lennon
and Jimmy Tarbuck
in the pub.
The Royal Oak.
And Paddy's philosophising, as he does.
"Imagine there's no Heaven.
"It's easy if you try."
And I see a light go on in Lennon's eyes, I do.
But Patrick Coburn would've been about 11 or 12 then.
It was a family pub!
Just the one and I'll help. It's OK, thanks.
"Local Boy Makes Good", is that the story, is it? The best of us, eh?
Then why did he leave in the middle of the night? Tell me that.
Why did he have to run?
Why did it take him over 40 years to come back?
Don't tell me he's a hero.
Patrick Coburn's a villain and always will be.
Judge, you need to talk to me about the break in.
That shouldn't take long - there wasn't one.
I know that somebody took your robes and your wig.
Aren't they here? Well, yeah, but...
Any sign of forced entry?
Well, no, but... So where does this come from?
I got an email. Emails? There'll always be rumours flying around, Paul, you know that.
But do you really think someone could have broken into this building without you knowing about it?
You're not an idiot, lad.
Five people waiting to be sentenced out there.
Yeah, still working on that one.
Have you had a drink? With an old friend.
You accuse us of being against you?
Do you realise the damage you're doing? You do deals with kids, you steal their bikes.
We didn't steal them, we borrowed them. Must arrange to give them back, actually.
Because of you, we were almost the first people in history to be accused of kerb crawling on BMXs!
This isn't how it was meant to be.
I don't think I can do this any more. Really? I wonder why that is?
And what's that supposed to mean? "What memo?", you said.
How do I know you didn't see it there on the desk last night?
You could've wandered in, nobody would have batted an eyelid, would they?
How do I know YOU didn't take it?
Come on.
Marie!
Mr Miller, could you stand, please?
Ah, we have a special guest.
Mr Biggie...
so glad you could join us.
After a period of consideration and consultation, I've decided that the best course of action
is to ban you from driving for a considerable length of time.
And I intend to deal with all those who are found guilty of soliciting
from a motor vehicles in exactly the same way.
With respect, judge, does this punishment really fit the crime?
Hey, ever heard of a kerb crawler on a BMX?
Sorry, I thought you were... Never mind.
"Behold, the Judge standeth before the door..."
The lady sitting here is my legal advisor.
The person there is the Clerk of the Court. Two very important...
Judge, I need to speak to you. People.
Well, whatever you've got to say, you can say in front of him.
He's a trustworthy lad. OK.
I know how you left. I know what happened. So, you either tell me about it or I'll keep digging.
You mention the break-in tomorrow and we'll sue.
No-one's been in here who wasn't welcome.
You think your problems have gone away. You're wrong.
How did you get the memo?
I don't know who it was any more than you.
Anonymous email address.
Give us a hand here, Biggie, lad? Eh?
Back's totally gone. Can't move.
Just hold it there.
That's my boy.
Right.
Asprins.
Halina?
Yes? How well do you know Louise Scanlon?
Louise...? The reporter from the Liverpool Mercury.
I think you've helped her.
You have, haven't you?
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
It's been five weeks since my last confession.
What've you done now, Harry?
Told a girl about Coburn.
About how he left.
Did you tell her why?
Not enough liquor in this establishment.
For this place to work, it needs belief.
It needs trust.
But as long as there's someone within... It was Halina. She told me. Told you what?
That she helped Louise Scanlon and she told Paul.
Bring her in.
Hal.
Hal, what exactly did you do?
I not know reporter is reporter.
She just ask, "How's things?", so I tell her.
And Marie say to Paul she didn't know what happen so I...
I think Paul should be in here. No. I don't know secret, I...
You didn't know not to take the memo from the judge's desk either?
You didn't know not to leak it to the Liverpool Mercury? Memo?
Hal, Hal, I want you to do something for me.
You want me leave?
No, no, no, no. You're staying. But Marie there is going to be
clearing her desk in a moment, so if you could give it the once over after she's gone, that would be great.
Don't want a trace of her left. What?
OK?
You arranged the interview with the Liverpool Mercury. Wasn't your idea though, was it?
You set me up.
We've all been trying to work out who took a piece of paper that never even existed.
There was no memo on my desk. You never printed it out.
You just emailed it straight to the newspaper, as you emailed it to Paul.
Then when you saw there'd been a break-in, you could hardly believe your luck,
thought you would tag it on to that,
until you realised an innocent man looked guilty, someone you cared for,
then you knew you had to find someone else to blame.
An innocent woman.
Someone you didn't care for. We don't have to listen to this, Marie.
It's my job to liaise with this community,
and I have done.
They don't want you here.
You're holding a magnifying glass up to every single one of their problems.
You're humiliating them and spending an absolute fortune doing it.
And for what? Hey?
Nothing!
And when you go, when you ride off into the sunset,
it's the rest of us that will be left to pick up the pieces.
The Ministry were right.
Don't expect me to apologise for passing on the truth!
If we succeed, this will be the best money anyone's ever spent.
This is about people's lives!
This is about community!
Don't you realise that? Better than you ever will.
Come on, Joe, let's get out of here whilst our reputations are still intact.
Joe, let's go.
This place is a sinking ship.
Yeah?
Well, I'm going down with it.
What a chump.
And I need a new second-in-command.
How are you fixed?
Least you'll stab me in the front.
First job, Get the TENS machine, second drawer.
Bloody agony here.
Always.
That is a story.
There's so much more.
Don't know exactly what yet, but I will.
Can you imagine leaving town as a criminal and coming back as a judge?
Tomorrow's just the beginning. That's my girl.
Hal, is that you?
Close the door.
Pass me my lighter.
To hell with the ban.
Breaking the law, eh, judge?
I'm... I know who you are.
I run a boxing club.
See, I do a lot of work
for the kids, you know, the community?
I think there might have been a misunderstanding.
See, I know the centre's been getting a bit of stick,
but I want you to know you've got my support.
Leave me and my people alone
and I'll make sure everyone gets behind this place.
See, with me on side, it'll have a chance.
You might scare off little girls,
but you don't scare me.
Carry on.
Be something to prosecute for.
Mr Little?
See you in court.
This town is a lonely town.
Mrs Roden.
What's the penance for lying these days?
You told me you couldn't remember Paddy Coburn,
then I discovered he used to live with you.
Can't you see what he's doing? He's giving me a chance!
That's more than anyone else has ever done for me.
Stuff the press! Do you think I give a monkey's about them?
I know I've done the right thing!
Got you! I haven't been straight with you.
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