Here you go, sunshine.
I'm all ears.
OK, first I need to know that me and my brother
won't get in any trouble.
All right, he's a bit of a dickhead.
But he's my dickhead. You know what I mean.
Hey, Thompson.
Can I get one of those immunity forms, please?
- Excuse me, sir! - The code 274 document.
Oh! An immunity form.
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So, rest assured you and your brother
will receive full immunity if you provide me with information
that leads to the real criminals.
OK, cool, because we had no idea
what the hell she was gonna do, bro.
- She? - Yeah, yeah. This girl, man.
And her mental mom, but they're not psychos.
They just wanted revenge.
- Revenge you think? - That's what they said.
So, how old is this girl, exactly?
I ain't saying another word till I get my immunity innit.
Isn't it.
There you are. Come on pack your stuff.
I want to get back to the cabin before dark.
I thought we agreed about this.
I know, I just thought maybe if I could have one day.
You know what annoys me
is if we had killed Jimmy together,
none of this would have happened.
God, Mom. It was my revenge,
- I could do whatever I wanted with it. - Yes.
I know. I just think it might have been nice.
We could have made a trip out of it.
Who's Joe?
When he was dying, Jimmy said "Tell Joe".
Mum?
I didn't know whether you wanted toast or cereal,
so I made both.
Let's give it up for the man who knows how to work a toaster.
That's nice. Thanks Nikki.
There's also a selection of spreads.
So whatever tickles your pickle.
This is exactly what I'm talking about, Kim.
Toast that comes out of a machine.
A single portion of jam wrapped in so much plastic
it could kill a small whale.
Oh, and this...
"Save water, drink Prosecco".
What the fuck does this even mean?
Back at home everything means something.
I mean, what were you hoping to achieve with all of this?
This, Mom.
My list. All the things you've never let me do.
Killing Jimmy was only one thing on it.
And I'm not even sure I would have done that
if it wasn't for the whole...
Again, so sorry about that.
OK, how about this?
You pick one thing. At random.
We go and do it and then we go home.
Deal?
What? Like anything?
Yeah, from your book. Go on.
What is it?
I have to spend the day with Dad
at the fair.
Because that's my last happy memory of him.
Ohhh. A whole day?
I thought you might have picked something a bit smaller.
How much pollution medicine have you got left?
- I'm sorry. Can I just? - OK. OK. Just forget it.
This is amazing! *
And then it was like... woosshhh...
Arrow in the chest like some kind of Katniss Everdeen shit.
It was actually quite impressive, but,
Tina is quite like that.
My brother, I thought you said that this was a 274 doc.
This is a 374.
So this Tina woman. She's got like a crazed look about her
which is at once both terrifying yet oddly alluring?
Yes, but she only killed Ian
because he was gonna kill us.
- It was self-defence, really. - Sure.
Take anything from the house?
Like what?
I don't know. Valuables.
Money. Maybe?
Nope. No... No... Ehhhh...
Give us a second.
Uhh, shouldn't I get like a copy that I'll sign?
So apparently,
Ian didn't kill Jimmy.
I did think at the time actually that his wife was telling the truth.
So why the fuck didn't you say something before we killed him?
It looked like you had it under control.
Yes, well, I did have it under control actually.
I was just a bit discombobulated what with your little chat
with your new best friend Terry before we went in.
OK?
Shit!
We killed a hiker as well, didn't we?
Oh, yeah.
- It's Terry. - Shit.
Just, just tell her we made a mistake.
We'll get it sorted.
What a pain ass.
Terry!
Creep!
Just trying to give us something to remember this day by.
Please. I know exactly what you are up to.
Just trying to be a friend actually.
Oh my God. That's worse.
I'm not scared of you, you know.
OK. I'm a bit scared of you.
You can tell her that I lied about the pills, if you want.
Shatter her perception of reality on the same day
that she's remembering her dad if you think that's a good idea.
Don't you think the centreline is that you should just
let her live a little?
Or are you really just worried about being alone?
Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.
I just think you might be surprised by how fine she would be out here.
Woooahhh!
Kim!
You're bleeding.
Oh no, don't worry. This is from a knife fight a couple of days ago.
Oh no. Don't worry, the guy who did it is dead now anyway.
- She's delirious from losing all that blood. - Nothing to worry about.
- We need to get her out of here now! - Yes. Back home.
Lethal that ride! Look how fast it's going.
Your dad would be so proud of the woman who you've become.
Independent. Resilient.
I mean you're basically a bad-ass which is super inspiring.
Do you remember when I ran away from the cabin when I was 12?
When you tracked me down in the forest and shot me with a tranquilliser
because I was about to cross the border into Russia.
I'd heard rumours of an invasion.
I couldn't take any risks.
- So you weren't lying then? - No, of course not.
I was wrong as it turned out but... no, I wasn't lying.
Kim. There's something I need to tell you.
What is it?
Well, the thing is...
Aawww! Mom!
Sit still then.
I am sitting still.
- What is it Nicky? - What..... I just...
Gosh! Yeah. Your actual skin. Are you hot? Is it hot?
- It's really... it's really hot. - Are you OK?
It's just really hot, innit?
- Nicky? - Nothing happened.
I'm just.....
Here we go.
All done.
Thanks. I'll just go and see what he wants.
Oh yeah, I'll come with you.
We could do with some food for the journey home anyway.
Come on you.
You OK?
There's just so much...
stuff.
I've just never seen so much stuff.
I don't even understand half of it. I mean, look.
Fish don't even have fingers.
And...
this is the milk of a nut.
How do you milk a nut?
- Do you mind? - Oh, sorry.
How do you ever choose any one thing?
How do you make space for any of it?
- I know, it is depressing. - No, I mean literally how?
My mom never told me about any of this stuff.
Yeah, about that.
What? What is it?
Oh, God. I've missed you.
_
Your mom lied to you about everything, OK?
There's no fish measles or killer pollution.
OK, so she bent the truth on a few things,
but she's hardly gonna make up something as serious as that.
I mean, why would she?
To keep me trapped in my own home
so we can, what, grow old together
just the two of us in our own little bubble
away from everything and everyo...?
Oh, come on. Don't you think you're being a little dramatic?
But you just said all those things, not me.
Well, then don't you think I'm being a little dramatic?
Sorry, do I think you are being dramatic
- when you just agreed with what I'd... - OK, it's fine.
You're wrong. Can we just drop this?
First let me show you something.
My pollution medicine!
Oi!
All right. What you have to do is to plant this on Tina
and your job's done.
What is it?
It's the tracker.
This is like Men In Black stuff.
Guys! I love this shit.
- Oh, but... - Just please,
do your job and don't tell another living soul, all right?
Otherwise the 274 document goes in the bin. Capisce?
You mean 374?
That's what I said.
But why are we not doing this in an office, guys?
It's...
a covert operation. Yeah?
Yes, big boys stuff.
Now, do you understand the plan?
Or not?
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
And as soon as I finish work, I'm on the case.
When do you finish work?
- What time do you finish work? - Peace!
All good. I got it.
And she lied about all this shit for years.
And I mean years of my life, which I have spent in a hut.
For what?
And don't even get me started, Dad.
That time she made me spend two days in the thinking caves
because I cheated on my weapons training.
I mean, talk about hypocritical.
Argh. Why won't you just fucking work?
If it makes you feel any better, no one really wins on these things.
It's basically just a trick.
My dad won.
We came here the day he died
and he won me a penguin from this machine.
I thought this would be a good place to scatter his ashes
but I'm just not sure if I can.
Imunity. Immunity...
- Hey, babe, what are you... ? - What the hell is this?
Woahhh! Woaaaahhhhh!
It's fine. It is nothing to worry about.
I'm worried though, Jay. I come home to find
a pack of money on top of the wardrobe
- and an axe in the airing cupboard. - That is a... a...
...it's a birthday present for my mom.
I thought we were getting her Nando's vouchers.
Warning, handsome.
Hello, Mrs. Davidson. Wow, I am loving the purple rinse today.
Especially for you, my love.
Stop it!
We will talk about it later, babe.
It's just this thing that Nicky's doing. It's all fine.
It doesn't look fine.
Look, I promise. I'll explain everything.
You heard the man, darling.
Jog on.
We'll talk about this later.
- The usual then, Mrs. D? - Yes, please, darling.
Ohhh. That's a bigun!
Hey, Mrs. D.,
You spell the word immunity with two M's, right?
Yeah.
It's funny.
The more time I spend in my dad's old home town,
the more I realise I never actually knew him.
Like...
What was his favourite biscuit?
Did he have a second favourite biscuit?
- Did he have a... - Are you about to say third favourite biscuit?
Did he have a really great laugh?
Or a really annoying one, you know.
What did he smell like?
I think all dads smell a bit like gravy...
and grass.
Tell you what,
why don't we ask him?
Hi, Mr. Noakes.
Just wondering what your favourite biscuit is?
Well, Nicky, I quite like a Jammie Dodger
but I'm also quite partial to a chocolate HobNob.
Sorry, was that voice too much?
What's a Jammie Dodger?
I'll buy you some if you like.
OK.
I guess...
what really counts is...
You love him,
and he loved you.
OK, Dad.
This is it.
I'm saying goodbye.
I miss you.
I hope I've made you proud.
Oh, I know.
I bet you had the most amazing laugh.
And I bet you smelled like gravy and grass.
What the fuck?
I know you're angry, Terry.
We found your dad's killer. We think they've got the money.
Just need a bit more time.
Doughnut.
You know I don't do carbs.
Idiot.
Right.
That was Terry on the phone. She says we got two days to deliver.
Or what?
- What the fuck? - Yes, sorry. I was trying to offer a visual...
Well, clean it up!
What did Terry actually say?
She said you got two days to deliver.
- Or else. - Or else?
She actually used the words or else?
Yeah.
Jesus Christ.
This is the trouble with Millennials.
No originality.
Tracker is on the move.
Maybe it's a secret message from Dad.
Oh, no, maybe he made films of us when I was a little kid?
Maybe he...
So this is cricket?
I'm sorry. How did you get past...
It was your dad's favourite sport.
No, seriously, though. Did you have a spare key...
Not now, fuck-o!
We left the night your dad died. We had to.
But when we stopped at a service station for food,
I saw this DVD on the shelf and I'm...
Then I broke down right there in the shop because...
Well, this particular match in this particular sport
is called...
The Ashes.
And your dad loved it more than anything else.
I know it isn't perfect.
But, it was the best I could do.
I'm really sorry.
The thing is, Mom,
I have no idea what's true and what's not anymore.
All you've done is lie to me.
And some of it I can understand but...
I have been speaking to a piece of plastic my whole life
thinking that it's my dad.
How do you expect me to forgive you for that?
Right.
So, listen,
thing is,
I think I might have fucked up a little bit.
What have you done?
Jay, what the fuck!
Who did you speak to? What was their name?
- DI... Brooks, I think. - Ohh!
He's crooked. He's one of Jimmy's inside men.
- How do you know that? - He's one of the cops
who let Jimmy get away with your dad's murder.
And if he gets half a chance, he'll kill every single one of us.
And you led him right to us.
Good one, Jay.
OK then. So, let's go.
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