Apparently, he'd also dreamed of dumping his wife You need to give my son a job. The old lady in the bungalow next door, she's not budging. We're working on her. When I was in prison, I met someone. And this man, he was not good to her. Apparently, he'd also dreamed of dumping his wife in favour a little slut who spread her legs for him. Evan has a pile of these bearer bonds, worth many suitcases of actual money. We're going to take everything he owns and then some. (YELLS) You need to be somewhere else? Like where? Nowhere near this place. She took the bonds. How did that happen? You used me! What do you think? I like it. You're not just saying that? It's got to be an improvement on the waterbed. Oh, anything would be an improvement on that, Mike. But there's only one way to find out, right? I have no idea what you mean (!) (RAUNCHY MUSIC) (TELEPHONE RINGS) Ignore it. They'll get the message. I can't. (CHUCKLES) Hello. Rita? Yes, he's here. It's Rita West looking for you. Thanks for coming. Jesus, Rita, this better be fucking important ` dragging me halfway across town. Copyright Able 2017 (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) Stop checking your watch. It doesn't help. It just makes it worse. They should be back by now. They'll be back when they get here. Except if they don't. We try not to think about that. Hey, hey, slow down, OK? Jesus, Phineas, what the f...? Wouldn't even be doing this job if it wasn't for bloody Lefty. Well, the boys have their own ways of dealing with these things. Oh, ha ha, very funny (!) Oi, don't be arseholes! Let me in! The boys and I feel that you could use a bit of a walk to contemplate the error of your ways. By losing our money, dipshit! Yeah, but it's fucking miles away! Well, it'll give you time to think. Ta-ta. (LAUGHTER) You're just lucky Ngaire isn't here. She always hated it when we wondered what the men were doing. Ngaire just didn't wanna think about Lefty. Yeah, there was that. I wonder if Ngaire misses us? (BOTH EXCLAIM, LAUGH) Abandon ship. We've run aground. (LAUGHS) Ngaire's got her own life now, Carol. It's nothing to do with us. Just wondering, that's all. (LAUGHTER) Hey, wahine! Babe! Hi, honey. How was it? We made Lefty walk home. It was choice. OK, that's a grown-up way of dealing with it (!) How was it? Walk in the park. Here? I want to fucking throttle Riana. Good take? Enough. For now. Is Lefty looking after the money? No. He'll get his share when he catches up. Long story. (KNOCK ON DOOR) We were here all night. Doing what? Does it matter? We were here. You know the drill. I apologise for the lateness of the hour, Mrs Rita. But my needs, they drove me here. What needs are these? The need for food that is not deep-fried potato. (SIGHS) I think I am getting the scurvy. Well, you better come in, then. Oh, hallelujah. On the one condition that you tell me what's going on at that flat. Oh. (LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYS, ALL CHATTER, LAUGH) (ALL CHEER, LAUGH) You should have a go. Yeah, the vacuum cleaner tube's starting to melt. Is this what we fuckin are? Shooting skyrockets at the old lady next door until she moves out? This is the gig you got us. Yeah, you know, with the free rent and the piss money, it's a good gig. This is bullshit. We're living in a dump, being paid to party, when we should be out there making the fucking world ours. Sorry, you lost me at 'being paid to party'. (LAUGHS) We're better than this. We're way better than this shit. (SIGHS) Shall we resume the rocket attack? Fire away. Mm-hm. (LOUD MUSIC, COMMOTION CONTINUES) (SKYROCKET EXPLODES, CHEERING) What you said... to those losers ` so right. You should be doing so much more. I've known that from the start. You don't need them. You don't need anyone. (EXHALES) Except me. (INDISTINCT CONVERSATION, LAUGHTER) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY) (MUSIC FADES) (SIGHS) What a shithole. Good morning, Mr Evan. How are you this beautiful morning? Not as perky as you, obviously. Ah! Thankfully, here's the man I wanna see. Wolf. Hey, Evan. Good to see my troops in the war against decency are holding up. Yeah, they're giving everything for the cause. Good to hear. I bring supplies. So, you'll be pleased to know the old lady out back has finally given up the ghost. She's died? (LAUGHS) Did a rocket hit her? Yeah, yeah, yeah, a rocket hit her, and she's dead (!) No, numbskull. This morning she decided to call the helpful real estate agent, who's been leaving cards for her, and tell him that this neighbourhood has gone to the dogs... and she's selling up. Hey, so we can move on to something else? (CHUCKLES) Are you kidding me? Nah, you guys are naturals when it comes to anti-social behaviour. We're carrying on until I own the whole suburb. Lovely. Wait your turn. Bit early in the day for that, isn't it? Not after the morning I've had. Buying up houses? Hmm, oh, apart from that. Phone calls from lawyers, the past coming back to haunt me. It's enough to drive a man to drugs. Luckily... (SNORTS, EXCLAIMS) Anything we can do to help? (SNIFFS) You're an ambitious wee thing, aren't you? Something wrong with that? Well, once upon a time, I would have said no. But these days,... I wonder if I wasted my youth trying to get rich. Well, if you want the whole deal, you can move in here, let me run things for a while. (CHUCKLES) Yeah, no that's a hilarious idea. I love it. (SNIFFS) Oh. You're being serious? Oh, no, no, no. Patience my friend... is a virgin. Unlike some... I'm gonna be so fucking late. Falani, can you give me a lift? Jeanette, this is Evan, our landlord ` sort of. Hi. Hi. Is that coke? You know what, Jeanette, it is. Would you like some? Hell, yeah. (UPBEAT MUSIC) Shit. Mum. I know you. We should take this outside. Mrs Rita, is that food? (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) Mum, you really have to warn me when you're coming over. Why is that, Wolf? So you can tidy up? Well, good luck with that in this squalor. Or is it so that Evan-fucking-Lace isn't here when I arrive? I do have one question, though. What is that little skank doing here? I presume you're talking about Jeanette? Please tell me that it is Eric, and not you, sticking his dick into her. Bloody hell, Mum. So it is you? Yeah, she's kinda like my girlfriend. (SIGHS) Dump her, Wolf. She's trouble. I like her, OK? And it's not like I'm gonna marry her. Well, that'd be over my dead body. So, was that food you brought? Yeah. You're a lifesaver, Mrs Rita. She is such a bitch. I bet she's actually a dyke. Wolf's mum's a lesbian? Well, she looks like one ` plus she was in prison. For real. A couple of years back. Apparently, she shot a guy. (CHUCKLES) Ted. You need to go to that hovel and bring our boy home ` kicking and screaming if necessary. Yeah, we can talk about that later. Goldilocks, the one who robbed us, she's got her hooks into him. Doesn't sound good, but right now, you have a visitor. I do? Bathroom. Gidday, Rita. (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS, LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) Come on, you've got two sisters, right? One of them must be up for a bit of Eric. Yeah? When someone is wearing a hat, witnesses will always remember the hat, not the person wearing it. Did she have to burn my fucking clothes? Huge bloody coconuts ` big-ass bastards. One of them punched me on the cock. On your cock? Yeah, right on the cock. (GRUNTS) All this, all my cars ` gone. You need to give my son a job. You all right? Yes. Yeah, bonzer. Bonzer, top of the world. I was just, um, marvelling at how the universe works. You know, I, um... (SNIFFS) I got a call from my lawyer this morning, and then just, boom, these pathways suddenly opened up. (CHUCKLES) Does your head in sometimes, you know ` how the universe works. Doesn't it, Wolf? Yeah, I'm not sure all that coke helps. Sometimes, Wolf, cocaine is great for providing the gift of clarity. You sure you're gonna be all right to drive? Oh, yeah, you bet. One of the many things I'm now certain of. (ENGINE STARTS) Good. Thank you. I'll have Eric bring them down on his next run. Rod Nugent is such a cock. Ngaire, can you give us a minute? But Ingrid from Clive's calling back about the jade figurines. Ingrid can wait. Hello. Hello. 10 minutes. You're the boss. Better than nothing, I suppose. I would never cheat you. It's not exactly what we talked about, though, is it? Do you think you're the only one who's pissed off about this? It is what it is, Belinda. You know the most disappointing thing? My jewellery. That's what I really wanted ` more than any money. Well, according to what I heard, you threw your jewellery off your yacht. Well, what's gone is gone, I guess. Yeah. I'll need a job. Welcome to the real world. Look after this for me. Haven't I already done that? Rita, I got out of jail, and I flew straight here. I won't be here for long, but right now I want two things. I wanna go shopping. Fair enough. And I am horny as fuck. Belinda,... what we had when we were inside` Which was, by mutual agreement, very good, as I recall. We had our moments. And I would happily go there again. But what I need right now, it involves cock. (LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) Falani, you can't have it all. But she gave it to me. Man, hand it over. Truly, food made by a mother's hand is food for the soul. (TELEPHONE RINGS) Hey, someone get that! Yeah? Wolf. Just the man I'm after. Oh, you made it home all right. Of course I did. Why wouldn't I? You know how you've been banging on at me to get you a job? Well, I wouldn't say 'banging on'. I would, but the point is I have something for you. Yeah? What is it? Nah, not over the phone. You and I need to meet. Where is she now? Shopping or fucking some random guy. I wouldn't normally care, except whatever she's doing, she'll still be my problem when she's finished. Oh well. She can stay here for a while if that helps. She still thinks I owe her. You think I owe her too, don't you? I'm not saying anything. Well, if you wanna be helpful, you can find her the cock she craves. With any luck, she'll move on to him. Yeah, that shouldn't be too hard. Really? Why's that, Ted? Well, she's not exactly hard on the eye, is she? I mean, for her age. Well if you want the job, you're more than welcome. No. I'm just saying... Go on. ...that I remember how horny you were when you got out of prison. There were days we didn't get out of bed. What about Bilkey? He'd be up for the job. Uh,... nah, I can't really see those two together. Or Lefty? He's single, I think. Don't know what the hell the story is with him and that Theresa girl. Mind you, even if he wasn't single, that wouldn't stop him. Actually, there is something in that. (RELAXED MUSIC PLAYS) This is a lovely house you have. Thank you. I've worked very hard for it. Nothing wrong with hard work. Exactly the attitude that I admire. As long as you enjoy the fruits of your labour, of course. (CHUCKLES) The more you can mix business with pleasure, the better, I say. And I concur. Good to know. I love a girl who enjoys her work. And you're a friend of Rita's? We go back a few years. And you're looking for work. Unfortunately, circumstances have led me down that path. (SIGHS) (CLEARS THROAT) Dad? Not now, Hayden. But Vera Balani called to say she's not coming in cos she's gone to live at Isengard. Sorry, what? Some commune or something up in the hills. Plus, she thinks she's pregnant again. Yeah, OK. Can this wait? Well, the guy from the Council's here for his monthly freebie. Can't Theresa do him? She says no way. I mean, not after last time, when he kept trying to do her in the arse. Hayden, go away. Go and sort it out. That's what I'm training you to do. (SIGHS) Sorry, where were we? I believe we were just getting to the bit where you offer me a job in your knocking shop, is that right? (CHUCKLES) You do cut to the chase` Is that what you think I'm suited for now ` being a prostitute? You wanted cock and you need a job ` two birds, one stone. I'm sorry, what did you think this was if it wasn't an interview? I thought I was meeting a guy. Oh. (CHUCKLES) Normally, I'd be in like Flynn, but I'm married, and my wife would kill me if I touch one of my girls. I'm not one of your girls. Well, I've got that now. Would you excuse me? Hmm. I have a situation I need to sort out. Look, you're not some rich housewife any more, and beggars can't be choosers. Meet the all-new King Meaty at BK. With Ploughman's Chutney, a third-pound Angus beef patty, Tendercrisp chicken, bacon and a hint of vegetable. It's all part of the irresistible new Meatatarian Range. (JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS) (DOOR OPENS) Drink? Sure. Harvey Wallbanger? I don't know the bloke. He sounds American. (CHUCKLES) It's what I'm making, the drink. Rita said that you were hoping to, um,... meet someone. I thought that might be him. Did she? In passing. It's a cocktail. I got that now. Although, I wouldn't mind if it was a bloke. The name has promise. Can I ask you a question? Fire away. Is there a reason that you're not wearing actual clothes? I'm cooking you dinner. Right. Did Rita not tell you? Tell me what? In a women's prison, all cooking is done in your underwear ` unless you're using the deep fryer. You're taking the piss. I spilt some sauce on my dress. I took it off to sponge it, and then I kinda liked how it felt, and no one else was home. Until you arrived, Ted. Cheers. Cheers. Bro, it doesn't make sense. Yes, it does. By shutting their eyes, Indy and the hot chick were not witnesses to God's fury, so they were spared! (WHIMPERS) OK. (SIGHS) You need to come with us. Why? Oh, because I fucking said so. Well, we're busy. Like fuck you are. Move! No. Ow! Far! Is this, like, a kidnapping? Yes! This is exactly like a kidnapping. Is this about you burning down the fish factory? He paid me to burn it down. This has nothing to do with fucking fish. Then what is it to do with? None of your fucking business! It is if we're being kidnapped. Just fucking grab them. Unhand me! Well, I hope you bloody washed them! (LAUGHS) Oh, gidday, love! I would ask, but I'm too scared. Belinda's just been telling me some prison stories. Well there goes the whole 'what goes on inside, stays inside' idea. You know me after a few drinks. Definitely wasn't that easy to smuggle booze into Mt Eden. So, what part of this explains the lack of trousers? Oh, she started it. I definitely get that. Actually I spilt Galliano on my pants, had to take them off to sponge them. You live here, Ted. You have other pants. Do you know, that never actually occurred to me. (LAUGHS) Come on, Rita. To old times or... mending bridges... or... to anything you want. Thanks for coming (!) Oh, I'm sorry, Wolf (!) Did I keep you waiting? I had things to organise ` took a bit longer than I expected. A thousand apologies if I've inconvenienced you (!) No, I'm not saying that at all. Then what were you saying? I just didn't know if you were coming, that's all. Well, I'm here now. Yeah. Hey, how's the flat? You guys having fun... living it up at my expense? Yeah. It's good. Yeah. Evan, is there a problem? Yeah. Well, no. Well, there was` There is. Still is, to a certain degree. But we can sort that out, you and me. Yeah, could do, yeah. Yeah. See the problem is, Wolf... is that for a long time, things just didn't add up. But now they do. The Islanders, for example, the ones that stole my cars. See the thing is, Wolf, is that (CHUCKLES) dear Joanne is, was, as white-bread as they come. She's from Christchurch, for fuck's sake. I mean, she probably hadn't even seen a brown face until she got here. So where did she find a crew of cock-punching Polys to do her bidding? Hmm. Have an opinion on this, Wolf? I don't know. I mean,... I know what you're talking about, but I` I don't know what you mean. And then there was my boat. The love of my life. Now, if you're stealing everything from me, why would you burn it to the waterline? No, no, no. You burn it because you want revenge and you have a psycho fire starter on your crew. Catching on now, Wolf? But you know what really gave it away? Do you? The hat. The fucking stupid Daniel Boone hat. The hat that your mate Eric was wearing the day that your crew frogmarched everything that I own out of my house on to some trucks, never to be seen again. The same hat that he was wearing today. Cock-punching Islander, wack-job arsonist, dipshit in a stupid hat ` sound familiar, Wolf? I think all that coke you've been doing's been messing with your head. Hey. Don't. Do not treat me like I'm an idiot. I already feel stupid enough funding the very lifestyle of the people that ripped me off. Talk about salt in the wound. I don't know what you're talking about. (CHUCKLES) (SIGHS) OK. So, some acquaintances of mine,... they have your numbskull mates. Now, if I don't get the answers I want, they're gonna bury them... in a very deep hole, and they will become one with the land. Are you with me now? Can we cut the shit? I have questions. What do you wanna know? Was Joanne in on it? No. Did you kill her? What?! No. No, no, no, we're not like that. Then where the fuck is she?! Last seen heading for the States. I kinda tipped her off, and she saw her chance, took the bearer bond things and shot through. OK, well, that makes sense. That must have pissed quite a few people off. Look, whatever you're gonna do, just leave the guys out of this. They were just grunts. Oh, yeah, I'm sure they were. It was me. It was all me. It was all my idea. No, that's bullshit, Wolf. I call bullshit on that. It was your mum, and I know it. So you bring her to me tonight. And then maybe we can talk about your friends walking around on top of the Earth instead of lying underneath it. I'll be at my home. (TENSE MUSIC) (ENGINE STARTS) (TENSE MUSIC) Oh, for God's sake! When you've got a minute, we need to talk. Oops. (LAUGHS) (SIGHS) Before you even start, I don't wanna know. I wasn't going to. Evan's figured it out ` what we did to him. How? Long story. Something to do with Eric and his Daniel Boone hat. Fuck! Fuck! Wolf! I fuckin told you. I told you to get as far away from him as possible. Well, maybe we shouldn't have this conversation in front of your friend. (SIGHS) We probably should, actually. Wolf, meet Belinda Lace. Is he gonna go to the cops? Nah. Are you sure? Yeah. How are you sure? Cos then he'd have to explain to the cops why he's kidnapped Eric, Sparky and Falani. Reckons he's gonna bury them if you don't talk to him. Me? Yeah, he knows it was all your idea. Not all her idea. What does he mean 'bury them'? Reckons he's got some associates that'll bury them where there'll be houses and shit on top of them. Fucking Dario, it's got to be. Can you deal with that? Yeah, I got it. He's not going to hurt them. He hasn't got the guts. OK, you can shut your mouth. Wolf. He's too much of a wuss to get involved in shit like that. Hey! This is all your fault, so you can shut the fuck up! Wolf! You're the one who talked her into this, so everything comes back to you! Happy with that. Wolf, just leave it. And you tell him that I do not give in to threats, so if he wants to talk to me, he lets those boys go. Actually, he can keep Eric and his stupid fucking hat. Mum, just come with me. Talk to him. They walk, then we'll see. Does she not get how these things work? If I let the hostages go, where's the incentive for her to do what I want? She said you can keep Eric. I don't want Eric! I want your mother right now in front of me! Well, why don't we just go to her? No, no, no, I'm the one with the fucking hostages! So she comes to me! Why are you even bothered by her? Joanne's the one who ended up with the real money. She's the one who screwed us both. Why don't you go after her! When you say 'screwed', what sense do you mean? I just mean... she got away with the real money. No. No, you don't. You were banging her, weren't you? I fell in love with her, yes. Love? No, you're far too young to know the meaning of the word. You were fucking her... behind my back. You know, stealing a man's stuff is one thing, but rogering his lady, that's... that's low. You rotter. Whatever. What do you wanna do? I want your mother here, or your friends die. That's what I want. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (CHEERING) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) Ted-fucking-West! Good to see you, my friend! (CHUCKLES) Your friend, really? Fucking oath. I was just thinking about you. I was thinking, 'I need to talk to my friend Ted West.' Maybe you wanna talk to me about a kidnapping? Kidnapping? Why would I talk to a thief about a kidnapping? Uh, because you kidnapped three people from my son's flat today. That was not kidnapping. What was it? Well, business. Evan Lace. Evan Lace, yes. So he asks me to put these kids in a place out of the picture for a while. Uh-huh. Which is where? Well, they're locked in a shed on some building site in the middle of nowhere. (MEN LAUGH) But they're fine. You better not be bullshitting me. They have water. There's even a damn key in the shed if they're smart enough to find it. We will let them go as soon as Evan gives me the call. Ted West. I respect you too much. I would never lie to you. OK. Good to know. Come, sit down. We need to talk. I really should be getting back. What if I was to tell you I know where you and I could find 60,000` 100,000 on a good day, just sitting on the footpath, waiting for us? I would say we should go and pick it up before somebody else does. You and I, Ted West, we're going to do more crime together. Don't drink it. But I'm thirsty. What if they poisoned it? Why would they poison it? Well, why would they kidnap us? I don't know. Exactly. So can we drink it or not? No! And you believe him? No reason not to. So you'll go and get them, then? Eventually. They're fine. And I got a bit of business to do here first. With the Dallies? Yeah. Something that could benefit both our houses. Gotta go. Wolf's here. You can tell Lace to get fucked. We know where your idiot mates are, and they're fine. He still wants to talk to you. And I still have no desire to talk to him. I think you should. Wolf, he has nothing over us. He has no proof. Eric and his stupid fucking hat while he's ripped off his tits on coke is hardly evidence. I'm glad he knows. Saves me having to tell him. You were gonna tell him? That I ruined his life just like he ruined mine? Fucking oath, I was. It was the one thing that kept me going. All the more reason to talk to him before shit gets crazier. We're better to make a deal with him now than... God knows. You don't talk to the Devil. You leave him twisting in the wind. Yeah, we should go talk to him. (DOOR OPENS, SHUTS) (TENSE MUSIC) Apparently, he'd also dreamed of dumping his wife (OPERA MUSIC PLAYS IN DISTANCE) (OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES) Love what he's done with the place (!) Ah, (SPITS) Rita. I'd say something about the mountain and Mohammed, but that would do neither of us any favours. What do you want? (SNIFFS) None for you, traitor. So,... it must've really pissed you off when Joanne walked away with the prize. No idea what you're talking about. It's OK, Rita, you can talk freely. I just want to know everything ` how you did it, how you stripped my life bare. So you can pass it on to the cops? No. No, no, no, no. I want to know because I admire what you did. Really? Yeah. Hell yeah. I mean, sure, I was a little bit pissed off to start with, right? But stuff is just stuff. But the intelligence to plan that so thoroughly... Rita, I wanna give you a job. So, what do you reckon? You went to all this trouble to tell me that? Well, I had to get your attention somehow, didn't I? And, bugger my days, there she is. Nice place, Evan. Could use some furniture. (CHUCKLES) Oh, Belinda. My lawyer had informed me that the justice system had failed to keep you locked up where you belong. Isn't there something about a parole condition, though, that says you're not allowed in the same city as me? I must have missed that bit. Oh, well,... I am touched that you felt the need to come all this way to gloat about your evil plan to ruin me. Except for one tiny detail ` it failed. In fact,... it's just made me stronger. That must really piss you off. But as always, Evan,... you're wrong. Am I? How so? By assuming that I'm done with you. (OPERA MUSIC) Fuck! (GAGS) (GASPS) (GASPS) (GAGS, GASPS) (DRAMATIC OPERA MUSIC) Evan! Evan!Fuck! Fuck! Call an ambulance! (MUSIC CRESCENDOES) Call a fuckin' ambulance! Evan. (DRAMATIC OPERA MUSIC) (DRAMATIC MUSIC CONCLUDES) (TELEPHONE RINGS) I can't. Hello. Rita? (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) I've bought us some time till McCarthy gets here. Why'd you call him? Because he knows us, and we really need that right about now. And you and I, we need to work out our story. What story? She fuckin killed him. That's the story! You and I, Wolf, why we're here. We really don't want them looking too deeply into that. In case they find out that you started it and this is all your fault? Keep your fuckin' judgement to yourself. Because right now, you and I, we need to play the game. Jesus, Rita, this better be fucking important ` dragging me halfway across town. Holy shit. Couldn't you just have dialled 111? I wanted someone who knows that we'd never do anything like this. (SIGHS) (TENSE MUSIC) My son, he's been working for Evan for almost a year now, I guess. Odd jobs, helping out. He was teaching me business. Yes, I know Belinda. We were in prison together. I met Evan through a mutual friend, Des McEwen. And he was the one who helped me get Wolf a job. It was only when I met Evan at a party that I realised the link. Sure, yeah, he spoke about his ex-wife. I saw him this morning, and he, um,... said he got a phone call from her. He seemed kinda thrown by it, to be honest. No, I didn't know Belinda was in Auckland until she turned up at my place. Belinda was getting drunk, saying all these things about Evan and how she wanted to finish the job. Sorry, what was the question again? Wolf and I decided that we needed to warn him about all this shit that she was saying. I thought that she was passed out, but she must have followed us. Yeah, she just showed up. I dunno how. I've had a lot to do with the Wests over the years, which is why Rita called me. (SIGHS) They're ratbags, thieves, but did they have anything to do with this murder? Wrong place, wrong time is what I'd say. (SIGHS) I just think, 'What if... 'we hadn't left? 'What if we'd stayed there and talked to Evan later,' you know? I can't help but feel that... this is kinda my fault. Get in. We'll get your stuff, then we'll go home. Oh, Wolf, you cannot stay at that house, not after this. You've gotta be joking, right? Not here, not now. Just get in the car. I'm not going anywhere with you. Why the fuck would I do that? This is all down to you, and you fuckin' know it. Wolf! (SOMBRE MUSIC) Mrs Lace, this is a copy of the statement in which you confessed to causing the death of your ex-husband. You should read it, make sure it is correct. (SIGHS) What happened? You'll read about it later. Is Rita all right? You need to get away from her. She's toxic. They all are. God, where have you been? I've been here for hours. It's been so boring. Fuck off. What? You heard. Piss off. Get the fuck out of my flat. What? Fuck off! # I hope I never, # I hope never have to sigh again. # I hope I never, # I hope I never have to cry again. (SOBS) # I still want to # beam that smile. # Happiness is back in style. # I hope I never, # I hope I never have to see you again. # Hey, do you think this is significant? No, no, no! They leave things like that in here to get our hopes up! Do you think we should have at least tried it first? No. A tunnel's what we need. Yeah. We need to start digging. She's poison! It's a ghost that's messing with us, and we all know which ghost. (YELLS) How's the boy? Just some of the things we're uncovering about Mr Lace... Phew! (GASPS) Investigation's pending. Stay away from my family, you piggy little bastard. Rita was in it up to her eyeballs. He'll have a chance at a better life without me. When you least expect it, there she'll be ` your other half. (GIGGLES) Mum, there's somebody I'd like you to meet.