INT. LIVING ROOM - 20 YEARS AGO - DAY


SUPERIMPOSE: 20 YEARS AGO.


The living room of a typical, but very clean and tidy small home of the period. A small child, sits on a rug playing with Kiddy Blocks. His mother, a YOUNG MARGARET STONE, is busy doing housework around him.


YOUNG MARGARET
What a good boy. Watching Mommy
clean? Are you? Cleanliness is next
to Godliness Robbie. You remember
that and you won't go far wrong.


She stops work and dusts and polishes several blocks placing each one on the pile, perfectly straight.


YOUNG MARGARET (CONT'D)
There, get them just right. I love
you Robbie.


The DOOR BANGS and bursts open and two large men rush into the room. Their images blurred by the bright daylight that has entered through the open door. One is a YOUNG CLIVE REGIS. Margaret screams, stands and rushes towards the men and tries to strike Clive but he grabs her by the wrist. As she struggles he touches the collar of her dress with a finger. She squirms. He puts his face close to hers as he mocks her fear.


YOUNG CLIVE REGIS
Boo! Now where is he Margaret?


Margaret, tries to pull away.


YOUNG MARGARET
I don't know. I haven't seen him
all day.


Margaret struggles, Young Clive raises his hand and the child starts to cry.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - BEDROOM - PRESENT DAY - MORNING


SUPERIMPOSE: PRESENT DAY


A basic, clean and tidy flat. The sound of BANGING.


A now older ROBBIE STONE wakes up with startled. More BANGING. Robbie goes to investigate.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS


Checking through a door viewer. Then, removes several locks Outside is Pakistani man, MR ALI (45), his landlord.


ROBBIE
(confused and tired)
Hello? Mr Ali? What's up?


Mr Ali tries to see past Robbie to assess the state of the flat before finally speaking.


MR ALI
Rent?


ROBBIE
Oh, yes. All in hand Mr Ali. I have
an appointment today with the job
centre. My money will all be sorted
soon. Nothing to worry about.


MR ALI
Tomorrow. Rent. Or you out. I have
family waiting you know.


Mr Ali still trying to look past Robbie and Robbie moving strategically to block his view.


ROBBIE
In here? Are they Hobbits?


MR ALI
What you mean Hobbits? They
Romanian and they pay rent.


ROBBIE
Okay Mr Ali. No problem. Thank you
Mr Ali. Tomorrow, I promise.


Mr Ali reluctantly walks away. Robbie closes the door, ensures all the locks are on and half asleep shuffles away.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - VARIOUS


SERIES OF SHOTS.


Bathroom, toiletries used and returned to perfect position.


Robbie showers and before he is dry he uses a squeegee to clean down the show cubicle.


Dresses from a sparse but perfect presented wardrobe.


A compulsion with tidiness. A place for everything and everything in its place.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY OUTSIDE - LATER


A Robbie comes out of his flat and closes and locks the door and walks away, only to return a few moments later to check the door is indeed locked before leaving again and again.


CUT TO:

EXT. JOB CENTRE - DAY


People go in and out, traffic trundles past.


CUT TO:

INT. JOB CENTRE - LATER


Robbie, seated at a desk is being interviewed by MR. REYNOLDS a friendly and mild mannered Job Centre Advisor. Robbie draws a finger along Mr Reynold's desk to test the dust level and isn't impressed. He then starts straightening items on Mr.


Reynolds' desk who seems used to having to patiently rescue them and put them back where he wants them.


MR. REYNOLDS
Thanks for dropping in Robbie.


How's it going? How you doing?


ROBBIE
Better for finally seeing you.


MR. REYNOLDS
Good. That's nice. Well, Robbie, I
asked you to come in because I'm
afraid I have some bad news.


ROBBIE
They're not sacking you are they?


MR. REYNOLDS
Me? No, no. I mean bad news for
you, not me.


ROBBIE
Let me guess more delays?


MR. REYNOLDS
Emm. Not delays exactly Robbie.


ROBBIE
Good. Because, I can't hold my
landlord off much long--
MR. REYNOLDS
Stop. There are no more benefits.


You've had all you're getting.


Robbie shell shocked.


ROBBIE
Mr. Reynolds?


He holds up an official looking sheet of paper.


MR. REYNOLDS
It has absolutely nothing to do
with me. Sorry, you've got to get a
job! These people mean business. If
I don't find you work soon, I could
be sitting that side of these desk.


Robbie dazed.


ROBBIE
Mr Reynolds? I?


MR. REYNOLDS
It's not that bad. It's not like
I'm going to send you down the pits
or anything. I can't do that even
if I wanted. We've all got human
rights now haven't we?


Mr Reynolds consults some job cards he has on his desk.


MR. REYNOLDS (CONT'D)
Look, I've found a few options. How
about we just have a look?


Robbie reluctantly nods.


MR. REYNOLDS (CONT'D)
Right. Supermarket. Flexible hours
good working environment and it
even pays minimum wage.


ROBBIE
I tried that already.


DISSOLVE TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. SUPERMARKET - DAY


Robbie in uniform is stacking tins on shelves. The label on every tin perfectly aligned like a work of art. Robbie makes the final adjustments and stands back to admire. Pleased as punch. The STORE MANAGER watches on.


STORE MANAGER
That's really very impressive
Robbie. I have to say that's
probably the best display of beans
I've ever seen. But I don't think
this is going to work.


The Manager steps back and gestures to a mountain of unopened boxes of tinned goods waiting for the same treatment.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. JOB CENTRE - DAY


MR. REYNOLDS
What about this one? Car Wash?


Plenty of fresh air with this one.


Robbie closes his eyes.


DISSOLVE TO:

FLASHBACK - EXT. CAR WASH - DAY


Robbie wearing overalls seems to be enjoying his work, washing a car with the other operatives. The car is finished and they all stand back. The driver puts his hand out of the window, hands over some coins and drives off. But as the car drives past Robbie he notices a patch of dirt at the rear that has been missed.


ROBBIE
You missed a bit!


The driver doesn't hear and continues to drive off with Robbie chasing after him with a wet sponge.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Wait! Wait!


The other operatives can only watch as Robbie disappears into the distance chasing the car down the road.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. JOB CENTRE - DAY


MR. REYNOLDS
Well, I guess this is it then?


Mr Reynolds consults the last card.


MR. REYNOLDS (CONT'D)
Coal mine it is then.


Silence, shock.


MR. REYNOLDS (CONT'D)
My little joke. No, it's bar work.


I mean, what could possibly go
wrong with that? Hey?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DANCE AREA - DAY


The manager of a dingy night club, a middle aged, snappy dressed STEVE BRANNAGH (thirty-something), has just arrived for the day. He's walking towards his office. To his dismay there are dirty glasses and rubbish from the previous night along his path.


A couple of cleaners, are busy in another area of the bar but despite the SOUND of the VACUUM CLEANER they don't seem to be doing much other than talk. Steve shouts over and points at his feet.


STEVE
Hello! When you're ready! It's like
a bin man's strike over here.


Steve shakes his head, kicks some litter away and walks.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


Steve enters to find an older but equally menacing, CLIVE REGIS sitting at his desk, playing with his knife shaped letter opener and MUSCLE (30's), Clive's very large henchman, standing arms folded behind him.


STEVE
Clive? This is a surprise.


CLIVE REGIS
Steve my old Mucker. How's things?


STEVE
(confused)
All right thanks. What? What you
doing here?


CLIVE REGIS
Just a friendly visit. Your
cleaners let us in. You don't mind
do you?


STEVE
No, course not, they're helpful
like that. Make yourself at home.


CLIVE REGIS
We have. Have you met Muscle?


STEVE
Muscle? No I don't think I've had
the pleasure. All right Muscle? Is
that short for anything? What
happened to Old Jonesy?


CLIVE REGIS
He's presently enjoying the
hospitality of her majesty.


STEVE
Oh? Really?


STEVE (CONT'D)
Shame. Should I ask?


CLIVE REGIS
Driving offences.


STEVE
Driving? He must have run through a
shed load of red lights?


CLIVE REGIS
Not exactly. He ran over a traffic
warden. It was her own fault
though, she insisted on handing out
tickets outside my gaff.


STEVE
(sarcastic)
Tickets? Well she got what he
deserved then.


CLIVE REGIS
My thoughts exactly. Unfortunately
the judge disagreed.


STEVE
Shame.


Uneasy beats.


STEVE (CONT'D)
I know how busy you are Clive so
I'm guessing this isn't just a
social visit?


Clive, puts the paper knife down and invades Steve's space.


Touching his lapel and straightening his collar.


CLIVE REGIS
He's a straight talker Muscle. I
wish everyone was like him. That's
why he'll make a good manager.


STEVE
Manager?


CLIVE REGIS
I've decided I'm expanding my night
club empire. Doubling it in fact.


STEVE
Okay?


CLIVE REGIS
It's a win-win proposition. I've
got the Tropicana, you've got
Supernova. It makes perfect sense.


STEVE
What does?


CLIVE REGIS
I buy you out. You run this place
for me. Simples.


STEVE
And that's a win-win situation?


CLIVE REGIS
Don't be like that Stevie.


STEVE
Sorry Clive, I appreciate the offer
but I don't want to sell.


CLIVE REGIS
You haven't heard the price yet.


STEVE
Well it's up to me to set the price
and I ain't selling.


CLIVE REGIS
Now you're just being hostile. What
do you think Muscle?


MUSCLE
It does sound a bit hostile if I'm
being honest Mr. Regis.


STEVE
I ain't being hostile, we're all
mates. But, I don't want to sell.


CLIVE REGIS
Steady Steve. Have a think about it
at least. I mean it would take a
lot of worry off your shoulders if
you were to sell to me.


STEVE
What worries?


CLIVE REGIS
Well, I don't know, there's things
like insurances?


STEVE
My insurance is fine.


CLIVE REGIS
It might be fine now but once you
make a few claims it can become
excessive. If you get my drift.


MUSCLE
Excessive.


Clive points to Steve's lapel, toys with it and then brings his finger up to touch Steve's nose. Steve's OFFICE PHONE RINGS. He picks it up and Clive backs off.


STEVE
Hello Supernova?


He listens.


STEVE (CONT'D)
(surprised)
Oh, hello? Just one second.


He cups the phone with his hands to shield his voice.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Old Bill. We had some bother in
here last night and the boys on the
door got a bit free and easy.


Clive doesn't like the sound of that, he backs off more.


CLIVE REGIS
Relax! We're leaving. Like you say
we're all mates. Just a bit of
harmless banter. Come on Muscle,
Steve's got a club to run. Catch
you later.


Clive and Muscle leave. Steve waits a moment, then carries on with his call.


STEVE
Mr Reynolds?


Steve listens, then checks his watch.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Yes, send him over and we'll see
how he stacks up.


EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - CONTINUOUS


Clive and Muscle emerge into daylight to return to their car and are being observed from another car parked nearby.


CUT TO:

INT. UNMARKED POLICE CAR - OUTSIDE SUPERNOVA - CONTINUOUS


Sitting in a car and eating take-away and drinking Coke are Detective Chief Inspector Simon Walker (DCI WALKER) and Detective Constable DC Mark Williams (DC WILLIAMS).


As Williams pulls another a chip from the paper bag, his hand has to move a large bundle of cash out of the way. He notices Regis and Muscle leaving the Supernova. He taps Walker on the arm and points out of the window.


DCI WALKER
Mind the jacket Williams.


Walker, eyes fixed on the target, opens his mouth wide searching to locate the straw from his drink. He finds it and slurps loudly.


DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MUCH LATER


Robbie approaches the Supernova.


CUT TO:

INT. UNMARKED POLICE CAR - CONTINUOUS


Walker sleeping. Williams sees Robbie approaching and grabs his phone, zooms in and takes pictures as Robbie opens the door and goes inside.


DC WILLIAMS
Sir!


DCI WALKER
And who might that be?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - CONTINUOUS


Robbie enters the night club, job card in hand. One of the cleaners, CHRISTOPH (late-20's), talking to another cleaner in a foreign language. Robbie shows Christoph the card. He doesn't speak but simply points towards the office. Robbie picks up some rubbish at their feet, and drops it in a Black Bin Bag, to Christoph's surprise.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - LATER


Steve sits on the edge of his desk and Robbie nearby. Steve reading Robbie's very brief CV.


STEVE
Bit thin ain't it?


Robbie distracted, straightening up items on Steve's desk and returning stray paperclips back into a holder.


ROBBIE
What is?


STEVE
This CV.


ROBBIE
I told 'em, at the Job centre, I
wasn't suitable for bar work.


STEVE
I haven't said you ain't suitable.


Just saying this CV is a bit thin.


So this is it? These are all the
jobs you've had?


ROBBIE
Other than when I was a paperboy.


Steve double checks the CV.


STEVE
Paperboy?


Robbie nods.


DISSOLVE TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. STREET - DAY


A teenage Robbie trying to remove the creases from a newspaper before presenting to a puzzled homeowner.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - BACK TO PRESENT


Steve shakes his head.


STEVE
Sorry Robbie. You seem like a good
lad and God knows I'm desperate for
help but this just ain't good
enough. The bars are manic here and
I need someone with some experience
who can hit the ground running.


ROBBIE
(pleased)
Okay. Could you tell them at the
Job Centre I came for the interview
though? You know, tick the boxes
and all that.


STEVE
Yes, I can do that for you. I've
got to be honest, you're going to
struggle finding work with this CV.


Or is that the idea? You don't want
a job?


ROBBIE
No, I do. Honest. But--.


STEVE
But what? Spit it out.


ROBBIE
I, I've got this condition. It can
get in the way. So I find it easier
not to put myself in certain
challenging situations, like you
know, having a job.


STEVE
(apprehensive)
What condition?


ROBBIE
I'm a bit. Well. OCD.


STEVE
OCD? What's that? You ain't violent
are you? Although thinking about
it, that could be useful.


ROBBIE
No. It ain't anything like that.


It's just, well, anything untidy or
messy makes me feel uneasy and I
get an urge--
STEVE
An urge?


ROBBIE
A compulsion, to deal with it. To
tidy it up.


STEVE
(pleasant surprise)
Really? Is that all?


ROBBIE
Look, I appreciate the interview
and I'm sorry to waste your time.


STEVE
Not so quick. Hold your horses.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - BAR- DAY - MOMENTS LATER


The Cleaners are deep in conversation across the bar.


STEVE
Cleaners! I use the term loosely.


They don't speak any English. At
least not when I'm around and they
don't seem to have any
comprehension of what a cleaner
actually does.


ROBBIE
What do you want me to do?


STEVE
Do what you say you do best. Get
this place clean and whip 'em into
shape. Let me see what you can do.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - LATER


Robbie now in overalls using mime language to communicate with Christoph and the other cleaners. He goes through the motions demonstrating how to pick up rubbish, use the vacuum cleaner and clean and polish. The vacuum cleaner doesn't even seem to be sucking. Robbie pulls out a cloth from the hose.


The vacuum now sucks and Christoph is amazed.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - MUCH LATER


Robbie, Christoph and the other cleaner are shattered. The club bar is now spotless, tables tidy and everything glass glints and the carpets are clean. Steve walks out of his office and just stares at the transformation.


ROBBIE
Well?


Steve puts his arm around Robbie's shoulders.


STEVE
That's amazing. You weren't kidding
were you? You really are weird.


STEVE (CONT'D)
You're hired. Cleaning Supervisor.


Start tomorrow.


CUT TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - MUCH LATER


Robbie and his girlfriend SHELLEY (20's) in their favourite part of the pub. Robbie carefully aligning beer mats.


SHELLEY
Cleaning?


ROBBIE
Cleaning Supervisor.


SHELLEY
Whatever. That's gross.


ROBBIE
What's gross about it?


SHELLEY
God only knows what goes on in that
club and you've got to clean it up?


ROBBIE
I've got to supervise the cleaners,
who clean it up.


Their friend JAKE (20's) joins them and immediately messes up Robbie's beer mats causing Robbie obvious pain.


JAKE
Lover's tiff?


SHELLEY
My boyfriend a cleaner?


JAKE
What?


SHELLEY
No that ain't happening.


ROBBIE
A cleaning supervisor and they
stopped my benefits. Remember?


JAKE
Domestic alert!


ROBBIE
Steve the owner seems cool.


SHELLEY
Steve? Well maybe you can be
Steve's boyfriend because you won't
being mine if you go through with
that. I'll never live it down. Why
don't you work with Jake? He's
always offering you work.


Jake nods.


ROBBIE
(loud)
Yes, selling knocked off stuff?


Jake checks no one heard that.


JAKE
Hello?


Shelley gets up to leave.


ROBBIE
Okay. You win. I won't do it.


She sits back down.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
I can't let him down though.


Almost on her feet again.


SHELLEY
What?


ROBBIE
He's expecting me tomorrow morning.


I've got to at least tell him I
won't be coming.


Robbie pulls out his phone and starts to dial.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Jake, don't you say anything either
while I'm speaking.


JAKE
Time out. Promise.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


The OFFICE PHONE RINGS out but no one answers. The sound of a DULL THUD, BANG and slight GROAN. It RINGS again, still no one answers but this time Steve's head is forced down on to the desk next to the phone. The paper knife and paperclips scatter across the desk. The PHONE continues to RING out.


Steve, helpless and in pain as Muscle stands over him with a clenched fist ready to strike.


MUSCLE
Mr Regis, wants the decision.


STEVE
Screw you and Regis.


Muscle's fist comes down into Steve's kidneys with a sickening THUD and Steve grimaces and slides off the desk onto the floor.


CUT TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - CONTINUOUS


ROBBIE
He ain't answering. He must be in
the bar.


JAKE
Well, you tried.


ROBBIE
I'm going to pop down there before
they open.


Jake knows what's coming.


JAKE
Oops!


Shelley explodes.


SHELLEY
What? No! We only just got here.


ROBBIE
You don't want me working for him?


Then I won't. But the least I can
do is tell him. I'll be an hour.


SHELLEY
I won't be here.


Jake takes a drink.


JAKE
I will.


Robbie tries to kiss her but she pulls away. Robbie leaves.


JAKE (CONT'D)
Awkward!


CUT TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - AT THE BAR


As Robbie leaves, he walks past DC Williams who is at the bar drinking a pint and watching. He pulls out his phone, swipes it a few time and then beckons the barmaid.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - LATER


Robbie finds the main door open and the club in darkness.


ROBBIE
Hello?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


Robbie approaches Steve's office. MUFFLED NOISES, ANGRY VOICES come from within. He stops and listens. Silence, before a THUD against the other side of the door. Then complete silence again.


ROBBIE
(timid, quiet)
Mr Brannagh?


Robbie slowly opens the door.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


Robbie's face appears through the gap. A look of horror!


A dishevelled Steve Brannagh, in obvious pain, propping himself up against the desk. Blood running from his nose and mouth and holding a blood stained paper knife. Muscle lying on the floor.


ROBBIE
Holy sh--
STEVE
Get out of here!


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


CONTINUOUS


Robbie quickly pulls the door closed. He can't believe what he's just seen. He turns and starts to walk away as fast as he can, glancing over his shoulder. He gets ten paces and stops in his tracks, turns again, one pace and turns again.


He's in a complete panic and heads for the exit.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


Steve holding the Blood stained knife in his hands. He finally starts to pull himself together. He wipes the blade on Muscle's clothes and tosses the knife on his desk and then positions himself to lift up Muscle's feet to try and drag him. The office door bursts open and Robbie, hardly able to comprehend the scene before him.


STEVE
It was self defence.


ROBBIE
Who is he? What happ--?


Steve drops Muscle's feet.


STEVE
He was in the safe when I came in,
then he just jumped me.


Robbie notices the safe is closed. Steve covers for it.


STEVE (CONT'D)
I closed it during the fight, to
stop him getting his hands in it.


He was gonna' do me in, I'm sure.


ROBBIE
Is he dead?


STEVE
Well, he won't be running any
marathons anytime soon.


Robbie reaches for his phone.


STEVE (CONT'D)
What you doing?


ROBBIE
Calling the Police.


STEVE
No! No, don't do that! They won't
believe me.


ROBBIE
I'll tell them--
STEVE
Tell them what? You saw me standing
over him with a knife. Look, I
don't want any Old Bill sniffing
round here. They'll close me down.


Any little excuse. I'll be ruined!


ROBBIE
Well, you can't just--
STEVE
You go. Just keep shtum that's all
I ask. Do that for me Robbie? I'll
make it worth your while. Go on,
you never saw a thing.


Steve struggles to pick up Muscle's feet again. He sees Robbie's confusion and plays on it.


STEVE (CONT'D)
(mind games)
I'll clean up all this mess. I
mean, look at it! It's chaos
everywhere. Blood and everything.


Go on. You go on home.


Steve struggles with the body. Robbie can't pull himself away, so he closes the office door.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Good lad Robbie. I was thinking. We
can drag him into the alley out
back, make it look like a mugging.


ROBBIE
Don't you watch any TV? You'll be
putting a trail of his DNA all over
this place. They can follow it
right back here to you.


Steve grabs Robbie by the shoulder smearing blood on to Robbie's shirt.


STEVE
To 'us' Robbie. They'll track the
DNA back to 'us'. Remember, we're
in this together. You and me.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - LATER


Robbie wearing cleaner's overall, just finishing off. The office now clean. Steve changing into a clean shirt.


STEVE
Looking on the bright side, I don't
think this office has ever been
this clean. You've really got a
gift. That just leaves one problem.


On the floor is Muscle's body wrapped in cling film, head to foot like a Mummy. They throw a cloth over the body and start to drag it out of the room.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - REAR - LATER


Steve and Robbie at the rear door. Muscle's body covered by a cloth. Robbie brings his head back inside.


ROBBIE
Still too many people.


STEVE
Maybe we should do this much later,
after the club closes?


ROBBIE
(sarcastic)
Yes, we could just hang a coat on
him. No one will notice. Let's call
the Police and explain?


STEVE
Explain? Tell me, how exactly
you're going to explain this?


Steve pulls back the cloth to expose Muscle's distorted face with his tongue protruding, inside his cling film wrap.


STEVE (CONT'D)
You wrapped him up like a kipper.


That sinks in.


STEVE (CONT'D)
We're into this now. In all the
way, so we just stay calm, get rid
and behave like nothing happened.


They are startled by the sound of VOICES, CHATTING and LAUGHING in the bar area. Robbie sneaks around the corner.


ROBBIE
It's the bar staff!


Steve checks his watch.


STEVE
What? They're having a laugh. Today
of all days they can come in early?


Robbie notices a sign on the toilet door "OUT OF ORDER."


ROBBIE
Come on.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - LATER


Steve unlocks the safe. It's full of money. Robbie sits at the desk, head in hand.


STEVE
Robbie, I won't forget this. You
come round nice and early tomorrow
and we'll sort that situation out.


Robbie in a daze, nods.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Good lad.


Steve drops a large bundle of cash on the desk and places his hand on Robbie's shoulder.


STEVE (CONT'D)
I know who my friends are and I
look after them.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - SITTING ROOM - LATER


The room is in darkness other than the lights from traffic passing intermittently outside. This illuminates the large bundle of cash that sits on the table in front of a totally static Robbie.


He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. He dials and the OPERATOR speaks.


OPERATOR (O.S.)
Which service please? Hello? Which
service do you require?


Robbie hangs up. Moments later, the PHONE VIBRATES.


The screen shows "SHELLEY: CALLING"


Robbie closes his eyes.


DISSOLVE TO:

I/E SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - CONTINUOUS


The sun is rising. DCI Walker and DC Williams sit in their car eating a Mc'Breakfast as Robbie arrives at the club.


DCI WALKER
Here we go again Williams?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - CONTINUOUS


Robbie checks out the toilet door with the "OUT OF ORDER" sign on. Christoph VACUUMING nearby, waves at Robbie.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


A deep breath and Robbie knocks on the door.


STEVE (O.C.)
Yea?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE


Steve jumps out of his seat having a small nervous breakdown.


STEVE
Robbie, Am I glad to see you.


They're coming round.


ROBBIE
Who are?


Steve mouths and points.


STEVE
His, his, boss...


ROBBIE
He had a boss?


STEVE
Emm. And mates.


ROBBIE
What are you talking about?


STEVE
Well, you know when I said I didn't
know him?


ROBBIE
Yea?


STEVE
That wasn't exactly true.


ROBBIE
Wh--?


STEVE
Well, I don't know him. Not really
but I had met him before. Just once
though, before he tried to kill me!


ROBBIE
And he was robbing you?


STEVE
(breakdown)
He wasn't exactly robbing me. Not
the safe anyway. He was trying to
muscle me out of this club. Ha,
Muscle, ha, that's funny, that was
his name. Ha,.


ROBBIE
Muscle?


STEVE
Em. I mean, who even has a name
like that? I don't know if it was
short for anything.


ROBBIE
What? Who cares!


STEVE
No one, not me anyway. Oh.


Steve's nervous breakdown is gathering momentum.


ROBBIE
You lied to me?


STEVE
I'm sorry. When you said you'd
help, I thought you might change
your mind if you knew he worked for
Clive Regis.


Robbie stops hit, like a shot through the heart. He compensates by trying to be very calm.


ROBBIE
Clive Regis?


STEVE
Em.


ROBBIE
The gangster Clive Regis?


STEVE
Well, I wouldn't call him that to
his face.


ROBBIE
The same Clive Regis that everyone
in a fifty mile radius lives in
fear and dread of?


STEVE
Oh. Do you know him?


Robbie blind panic.


ROBBIE
Oh, my God. We're going to die!


STEVE
We can still get out of this.


ROBBIE
Alive? I don't think so. Oh dear
God, how the hell am I involved in
this? All this has nothing to do
with me. Oh my dear God.


STEVE
Hang on. You can't say this totally
has nothing to do with you.


ROBBIE
What? I opened the door and walked
into hell. That's all I did.


STEVE
Well, let's not forget. You wrapped
a dead man in cling film.


ROBBIE
Oh no.


STEVE
And cleaned up a murder scene.


ROBBIE
No.


STEVE
And you're helping me hide a body.


ROBBIE
Okay. Okay.


STEVE
Just saying.


ROBBIE
I need to think. How long before
they'll be here?


STEVE
He said about ten minutes.


ROBBIE
Okay, that's good. We've got time
to get our story straight.


STEVE
That was about nine minutes ago.


ROBBIE
What?


CUT TO:

I/E SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - CONTINUOUS


DCI Walker and DC Williams are still eating a Mc'Breakfast when they see Clive and his heavies arrive.


DC WILLIAMS
Never a dull moment.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


ROBBIE
What did he say? Do you think they
suspect anything?


STEVE
If he knew for sure, we'd both be
dead already.


ROBBIE
Both?


LOUD VOICES outside the office, approaching. Panic!


STEVE
It's them!


ROBBIE
(whisper)
Say nothing! Act normal!


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


Clive Regis and two heavies are come down the corridor and burst right in to Steve's office.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


Totally fake, Robbie poses relaxed in his chair and Steve with his feet up on his desk, hands behind his head rocking on two legs of his chair. He nearly falls backwards when Clive and the heavies burst in.


CLIVE REGIS
Hope we're not interrupting?


STEVE
No, no. We're--
ROBBIE
Just chattin'
CLIVE REGIS
And who is--
ROBBIE
I'm--
STEVE
This is Robbie, my new manager.


ROBBIE
I am? I am. Yes.


STEVE
(over friendly)
Robbie, this is Clive, Clive Regis,
a good friend of mine. You might
have heard of him? We go way back.


He owns the Tropicana. Lovely club.


ROBBIE
Oh, No. I never. Hi. Pleased to
meet you.


Robbie offers a nervous handshake but it's ignored.


CLIVE REGIS
Well, "Robin", I won't keep you.


ROBBIE
Right Okay.


Robbie about to leave.


STEVE
No! No, no, Robbie is my partner I
haven't got any secrets from him.


CLIVE REGIS
Partner?


ROBBIE
Partner?


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Partner Yes. Partner and manager.


STEVE
Actually, Clive that's the reason I
was reluctant to accept your kind
offer the other day. Because I knew
Robbie wouldn't like it.


ROBBIE
Me? Ooh.


CLIVE REGIS
Really? Well that's what I wanted
to see you about.


STEVE
Oh?


CLIVE REGIS
I asked Muscle to call in and have
a little chat with you?


STEVE
You did? Okay?


CLIVE REGIS
And, he's been AWOL since.


STEVE
Oooh?


CLIVE REGIS
I don't suppose you know where he's
got to, do you?


STEVE
Noooope. Robbie? Do you know where
Muscle's got to.


ROBBIE
Me? Why--? No! No. I don't know
anyone called Muscle. Is that short
for anything?


CLIVE REGIS
You saw Muscle yesterday? Right?


STEVE
Yes!


ROBBIE
No!


CLIVE REGIS
What?


STEVE
What Robbie means is, Muscle, came
to see me.


ROBBIE
Ooh.


STEVE
Yes. He did Robbie. Yes. What
happened was. What happened? We
talked a bit but then he got a call
and just left.


ROBBIE
(disguised pain)
Ooh.


CLIVE REGIS
A call?


STEVE
Yes, I don't know who, his phone
rang. He took a call and he left.


CLIVE REGIS
And did he seem upset by this call?


STEVE
Em? Now you mention it.


ROBBIE
(more pain)
Ooh.


There is long uncomfortable silence.


CLIVE REGIS
I knew it.


STEVE
Wh--?


CLIVE REGIS
It's his ex-wife. I guarantee it.


The bitch. She's been giving him
grief for months.


STEVE
Oh? Yes. It could hav--
Clive is getting angry and picks up the paper knife and starts waiving it around. Steve and Robbie's eye are fixated on the knife.


CLIVE REGIS
Some people just won't listen. I
tell 'em all. You work for me, you
make sure your women know not to
phone you on my time.


STEVE
So right.


ROBBIE
Yea.


CLIVE REGIS
(gesturing with the knife)
These guys might have brawn but
they're not the brightest. You know
what I mean?


ROBBIE
Yea.


Robbie realises what he's said.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Oh, present company included, I
mean excluded. Definitely excluded.


Clive takes the paper knife and stabs it viciously into a notice board hanging on he wall. Robbie and Steve both wince.


CLIVE REGIS
(to the heavies)
Let's get round to his Misses' and
sort this mess out.


Clive and the heavies move towards the door. But Clive gets very close to Robbie and starts messing with his collar.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
So, "Robin", you're the man
standing between me and the keys to
this place are you?


ROBBIE
(cough)
It's Robbie.


Clive puts his face right up to Robbie's.


CLIVE REGIS
Boo!


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY


Robbie flashes back to his childhood, a crying baby.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - PRESENT DAY


Robbie in a daze stares straight ahead. Clive brushes Robbie's shirt with his hand and backs off.


CLIVE REGIS
Just playing. I'll be back for that
chat once I sort this love struck
puppy out. Come on you two.


Clive and the two heavies leave the office. Steve freezes before finally collapsing with relief.


STEVE
(whisper)
What are we going to do?


Robbie is still distracted and doesn't answer.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Robbie!


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY


Young Clive has got Young Margaret by the wrist. His face goes close to hers. He plays with her collar before;


YOUNG CLIVE REGIS
Boo!


Robbie's mother in distress, turns to little Robbie and mouths the word, but we hear Steve.


STEVE (V.O.)
Robbie!


END FLASHBACK.


INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - PRESENT DAY


Robbie in a daze.


STEVE
Robbie!


He comes to.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Don't bottle out on me now.


ROBBIE
No, No I ain't bottling out.


STEVE
We've got to get rid of that body.


ROBBIE
Later. Right now, I need you to
take me somewhere?


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - CONTINUOUS


Clive and his heavies come out of the club into daylight and head to their waiting car. As they open the door, DCI Walker and DC Williams are there at their side to greet them.


DCI WALKER
Hello Clive.


CLIVE REGIS
Oh, Mr Walker?


DCI WALKER
Mind if we join you?


CUT TO:

INT. CAR - DAY - SECONDS LATER


The two heavies with Williams in the middle are squashed into the rear and Clive and DCI Walker are in the front.


DCI WALKER
You Okay there Williams?


DCI WALKER (CONT'D)
(squashed)
Yes sir. Cosy.


DCI WALKER (CONT'D)
Now Clive, I've always been good to
you, haven't I?


CLIVE REGIS
And I've repaid that. Mr Walker. If
you get my drift? Many times over.


So it begs the question why are you
collaring me in broad daylight?


DCI WALKER
In order to maintain the Status
Quo, I, we, are entitled to a piece
of any pie that might be passed
around the table.


CLIVE REGIS
(doubtful)
Okay?


DCI WALKER
If someone is baking a pie--
DC WILLIAMS
And they don't even want us to have
a piece of the crust.


One of the heavies licks his lips. Clive doesn't understand.


CLIVE REGIS
What's with all the pies? Do I look
like Mary Berry or something? No
one is baking a pie.


Walker tries again.


DCI WALKER
If there's no baking going on
Clive, there seems to be a lot of
activity in the kitchen?


CLIVE REGIS
Pies, Baking, Kitchen? For once,
can't you just speak plain English.


Walker sits back with a knowing look on his face.


DCI WALKER
I had a friend once Clive.


CLIVE REGIS
(genuine surprise)
Really?


DCI WALKER
Do you remember DCI Adams Williams?


DC WILLIAMS
Yes sir.


DCI WALKER
DCI Adams spoke plain English. And
where is DCI Adams now Williams?


DC WILLIAMS
Belmarsh.


DCI WALKER
For the next seven years he'll be
eating his pies out of a plastic
tray, because he was speaking plain
English and someone overheard him.


DCI WALKER (CONT'D)
So we'll keep our conversation to
pies, pastries, tarts and flans, if
it's all the same to you. Clive.


Williams struggles free and taps Walker on the shoulder.


DC WILLIAMS
Sir.


In the distance Robbie and Steve get into Steve's car and drive away.


CLIVE REGIS
You're watching them two?


DCI WALKER
Did you think Tom Stone's kid
pitching up on our turf wouldn't
attract interest.


CLIVE REGIS
(shock)
Stone?


DCI WALKER
Oh, you want me to believe you
didn't know that's Stone's kid?


CLIVE REGIS
And he's teamed up with Brannagh?


DCI WALKER
Oh, you've gone a very funny colour
Clive. I do actually believe he
didn't know Williams.


DC WILLIAMS
So who did you think he was then,
the tooth fairy?


CLIVE REGIS
Look. I'm trying to do some
business with Brannagh, and he
drops out, this kid, is his new
partner. Say's he can't do anything
unless he gives the Okay.


DCI WALKER
From zero to hero. Under the radar.


Okay, You three can get out.


CLIVE REGIS
But Mr Walker?


DCI WALKER
What?


CLIVE REGIS
(hesitant)
This is my car.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - AFTERNOON - LATER


The quaint and tidy living room of Robbie's mother a now OLDER MARGARET (60's). The quintessential polite older lady.


Robbie and Steve sit on a SOFA and Robbie's mother brings tea in on a tray.


OLDER MARGARET
Oh, it's so nice to meet one of
Robbie's friends.


STEVE
Nice to meet you too Mrs. Stone.


OLDER MARGARET
Call me Margaret.


STEVE
Margaret.


Robbie can't wait any longer.


ROBBIE
Mom, we've got to ask you
something. Something important.


OLDER MARGARET
Oh, Robbie. You don't have to ask.


As long as you're happy that's all
that matters to me.


ROBBIE
What?


OLDER MARGARET
But what about that nice girl you
bought round? Don't you like girls
any more?


ROBBIE
Mom! What they hell? It's not that.


OLDER MARGARET
Oh.


ROBBIE
You think I'm ga--?


Robbie and Steve both uncomfortable. Margaret starts to pour tea into the cups.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Mom - Listen. Clive Regis?


No answer. No response. The tea overflows the cup.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Does that name mean anything? Clive
Regis? Do you know him?


No answer. Puts the tea pot down. Fumbling with cups.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Mom?


She stops.


OLDER MARGARET
(reluctant)
I hoped never to hear that name
again. Why do you need to know
anything about him Robbie? He's a
bad person, stay away from him.


ROBBIE
I think it's too late for that Mom.


OLDER MARGARET
He was Tom's "business partner."
ROBBIE
(shock)
You said Dad was a soldier, killed
in Northern Ireland?


OLDER MARGARET
He was a solider.


Robbie confused and shocked.


OLDER MARGARET (CONT'D)
Your father was a good man Robbie.


But when he came out of the army he
struggled to find work. And when he
did, it was on the wrong side of
the law.


ROBBIE
My Dad was a--. A what? What did he
do on the wrong side of the law?


OLDER MARGARET
What didn't they do? He planned the
jobs with military precision for
this, this..


STEVE
Firm?


Margaret nods. A sigh and it all comes out. Margaret's personality changes into a Gangster's Moll and that is all new to Robbie.


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. BANK - DAY


Armed masked men perform a bank raid with military precision, while scared bank staff kneel. Their hands on their heads.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
They got tooled up and were in and
out of the banks before they even
knew what had happened.


The masked men make good their escape.


ROBBIE
Tooled up? Mom!


END FLASHBACK.


INT. ROBBIE'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - BACK TO PRESENT DAY


Robbie can't believe what he's hearing.


ROBBIE
How do you know what tooled up
means? And Banks?


OLDER MARGARET
And Building societies. Your father
loved a good building society.


ROBBIE
O-M-G.


STEVE
TSB more like. Blimey.


ROBBIE
Clive Regis was on the firm too?


OLDER MARGARET
Oh No. He was right slag.


ROBBIE
Mom!


OLDER MARGARET
Regis only got involved with your
Dad after...


ROBBIE
After? After what?


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - EXT. BANK


Police stand by their patrol cars outside a bank.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
Well eventually they'd done over
all the banks and building
societies for miles around. The Old
Bill couldn't catch a cold. That's
when they all decided to call it a
day and retire.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. ROBBIE'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - BACK TO PRESENT DAY


ROBBIE
Retire?


OLDER MARGARET
Yes. Mostly they went to Spain. We
didn't go because your Dad didn't
like the food.


Robbie shell shocked.


ROBBIE
What happened?


OLDER MARGARET
Well, I think he'd had a bad Paella
some time before.


ROBBIE
No Mom! After Dad retired?


OLDER MARGARET
Oh, we had a very nice life Robbie,
back then. Holidays, cars, houses.


We, and you Robbie, none of us
wanted for anything.


STEVE
What about Regis Margaret?


OLDER MARGARET
Well, eventually Tom, Robbie's Dad,
got bored and wanted to go back to
work and knock over a few more
banks. I begged him not to start
robbing again. He eventually agreed
and said he was going to invest in
a business. So he did. He invested
everything we'd got.


ROBBIE
(dubious)
What sort of business?


OLDER MARGARET
A magnificent new nightclub.


Robbie and Steve in shock and then in unison.


ROBBIE
The Tropicana?


STEVE
The Tropicana?


OLDER MARGARET
Yes. That's was it. He became
partners with Clive Regis.


Robbie's head is in his hands.


STEVE
Your old man went in to business
with that shark Regis?


Margaret is pained by the memories.


OLDER MARGARET
Before you knew it, they had a
falling out.


STEVE
That's a surprise.


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHTCLUB OFFICE - NIGHT


A young Clive Regis and Robbie's father stand opposite sides of a table and are clearly having a blazing row.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
Regis said the club was losing
money. Tom's money. Well, Tom said
he didn't believe the little toe
rag and wanted his money back.


Two large men threaten Robbie's father as the argument continues and gets very heated.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
They was at each other's throats
until, one night your Dad--
ROBBIE (V.O.)
Go on.


CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM


A baby Robbie playing with Kiddie Block and a young Margaret playing with him when the door bursts open and a young Clive Regis and one of his heavies come in and scuffle with Young Margaret mouthing the words asking her where he is.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
I hadn't seen your Dad all day.


Regis was on the war path looking
for him. He came to our home Robbie
looking for your Dad. No respect.


None of us saw him again--
END FLASHBACK.


INT. ROBBIE'S MOTHER'S HOUSE


Margaret can hardly bring herself to complete the story.


ROBBIE
Go on Mom?


OLDER MARGARET
While your Dad was out, he crashed
his car and never recovered.


ROBBIE
Oh Mom?


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. LIVING ROOM


A Policeman in uniform with his back to us. A crying young Margaret holding a child, being told the fate of her husband.


OLDER MARGARET (V.O.)
I didn't want you to know what had
happened Robbie. The Policeman said
he was drunk and he'd lost control.


Said it was lucky he only killed
himself and not an innocent person.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. ROBBIE'S MOTHER'S HOUSE


Everyone in shock. Silence for beats.


STEVE
Jeez, sorry Robbie, Mrs. Stone.


OLDER MARGARET
Regis closed the club, said it had
gone bust. A month later he opened
it again like nothing had happened.


STEVE
That's him all over.


OLDER MARGARET
I'd never seen your Dad drink a
drop. He was fitness mad. It must
have been all the pressure.


Robbie and Steve share a knowing look.


CUT TO:

INT. INSIDE A GRUBBY FLAT


The sound of BANGING on the FLAT'S DOOR. A less than glamorous WOMAN (late 20's), with dishevelled hair, in a dressing coat and slipper. She pulls the dressing coat around her and shuffles to the door.


WOMAN
I'm coming. Keep your hair on.


No sooner she's taken the last lock off the door, Clive Regis's heavies push their way in and her out of the way.


WOMAN (CONT'D)
(angry, Scared)
Hey! Here what the h---?


She realises Clive is following them and calms right down.


WOMAN (CONT'D)
Oh, Mr Regis? I--.


CLIVE REGIS
Is he here?


Clive gives an hand signal to one of the heavies to check the rooms and he obligees.


WOMAN
(worried)
No. Why? What's he done?


CLIVE REGIS
Do you know where he is?


WOMAN
I've never know where he is. That's
why he's my ex. You can tell him,
he owes me for the kids.


CLIVE REGIS
Any calls? Texts?


The heavy returns from his search and shakes his head, which spooks the Woman even more.


WOMAN
(worried)
No. Why? He's still my kid's Dad.


What's wrong?


The woman, now fearing what could be, dives for her phone nearby and presses a few keys to make a call. Nervously, she holds the phone to her ear as Clive and the heavies watch on.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE THE TOILETS - CONTINUOUS


Christoph VACUUMING outside the toilets. The "OUT OF ORDER" sign still hangs on the door.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - INSIDE THE TOILETS - CONTINUOUS


Muscle's cling film wrapped body is in the cubicle. The sound of a RING TONE, from inside his clothing can be heard above the MUFFLED sound of the VACUUM from outside the toilet.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE THE TOILETS - CONTINUOUS


Christoph vacuums. After a few moments he presses the button to STOP the VACUUM. Then he hears the muted sound of a RING TONE from inside the toilet. He stops and listens. Then he pulls out a set of keys.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - BAR - CONTINUOUS


Steve and Robbie make their way across the bar. Christoph waves to say hello with Robbie with the keys in his hand.


Robbie waves back.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


STEVE
You all right Robbie? You ain't
spoke for the last hour?


ROBBIE
I just don't know what to---
Robbie stops in his tracks and mid-sentence.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Oh!


Robbie shoots off.


STEVE
Robbie?


Steve goes after him.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Robbie?


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE THE TOILETS - CONTINUOUS


Christoph still fumbling with the keys trying to open the toilet door as Robbie comes bounding over with Steve close behind. The door starts to open. Robbie launches himself and comes between Christoph and the open door.


ROBBIE
(pigeon English)
Christoph. No!, No, it's Okay.


Toilet broke.


As Christoph gets his nose inside, his expression shows he can smell something.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
We wait for Plumber.


CHRISTOPH
I fix.


ROBBIE
No, it's bad. Very bad.


Robbie manages to close the door and lock it again with Christoph's keys. He slides the offending key off the key ring before handing the remaining keys back to Christoph.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
(pointing)
You vacuum the bar. Leave this.


Christoph gives a shrug and walks off pulling his vacuum behind him like a pet.


STEVE
I need a drink.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - BAR - LATER


Robbie and Steve sit in the bar with drinks. An uneasy silence until.


ROBBIE
Did Regis kill my Dad?


STEVE
(reluctant)
I'd bet on it. But doubt anyone
would bet against me. Sorry Robbie.


The pain is visible.


STEVE (CONT'D)
I should never have let you get
involved. If you want to walk away,
we're totally cool.


ROBBIE
(upset)
To think. If I hadn't got involved
in all this mess I'd never have
known about my Dad. I'll make Regis
pay for that.


STEVE
Calm down Robbie. You don't know
for sure and you don't want to be
bumping heads with Regis.


Robbie needs more convincing.


STEVE (CONT'D)
(more of a whisper)
What I do know is we've got other
pressing matters right now. Let's
figure out a way to get ourselves
out of this hole before we start
any beef with Regis.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - THAT EVENING


Jake finishing his rubbish joke.


JAKE
And she said no thanks I know where
it's been!


Shelley and Jake laugh but Robbie yawns.


SHELLEY
(sharp)
What's wrong with you?


ROBBIE
Sorry just tired. Another round?


JAKE
You're flush for someone who's had
their benefits chopped. But I ain't
complaining mind.


SHELLEY
(almost a whisper)
You're buying a round?


ROBBIE
It's Okay. I've got a job.


SHELLEY
What?


ROBBIE
Didn't I say?


SHELLEY
No. You didn't.


JAKE
Let me guess. Does it involve
cleaning and nightclubs?


ROBBIE
Bar work and nightclubs. If you
must know.


SHELLEY
Bar work? Really?


ROBBIE
Steve was cool and offered me a few
shifts behind the bar instead.


Robbie pulls out a wad of cash.


JAKE
Blimey. You sure you ain't had your
fingers in the till?


ROBBIE
It's an advance.


SHELLEY
(disbelief)
Robbie? An advance?


JAKE
You've landed on your feet mate.


ROBBIE
I'll get the drinks.


When Robbie's back is turned, Jake winks and reaches over and touches Shelley on the knee.


SHELLEY
(flirty)
Stop it!


CUT TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - AT THE BAR - CONTINUOUS


Robbie stands waiting to be served. Sitting nearby are Walker and Williams, staring at Robbie. He realises they are looking at him. Finally, hesitantly, he goes over to them.


ROBBIE
All right? Do I kn--?


DCI WALKER
Evening Mr Stone.


ROBBIE
What?


DCI WALKER
Please, have a seat.


ROBBIE
No. I'm fine. Who are--?


Williams flashes his warrant card. Robbie sits.


DCI WALKER
I'm DCI Walker this is DC Williams.


ROBBIE
What's this about?


DCI WALKER
Relax. It's a friendly visit. Just
making contact. Letting you know we
won't stand in your way with Regis.


ROBBIE
Regis?


DCI WALKER
Oh, he's cool Williams.


DC WILLIAMS
Cool as a cucumber.


Walker sits forward, to drive the threat home.


DCI WALKER
(quiet)
You try and play us for fools and
your little game will be up before
it starts lad.


ROBBIE
I haven't got a clue--
DC WILLIAMS
We know what you're up to Stone. We
can pull the plug anytime we want.


DCI WALKER
Unless of course, we're distracted.


DC WILLIAMS
Looking the other way, so to speak.


ROBBIE
You're bent? Bent coppers.


Williams kicks out under the table, making Robbie wince.


DCI WALKER
Now, now Williams. There's no need
for that. Robbie, you must realise
there are expenses associated with
any new business venture.


ROBBIE
What business vent--?


DC WILLIAMS
Your dirty business.


DCI WALKER
So let's say a thousand pounds by
this time tomorrow or all your
plans go down the toilet.


The mention of the toilet hits a nerve.


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - TOILETS


Muscle wrapped in cling film.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. DOG AND DUCK - AT THE BAR


DCI WALKER
Come along Williams.


They leave and Robbie pulls out his phone, presses some buttons and puts the phone to his ear.


CUT TO:

EXT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - CAR PARK - MOMENTS LATER


As Walker and Williams leave the pub waiting in the shadows is Clive Regis' car.


DCI WALKER
Looks like we have company.


The car window slides down.


CLIVE REGIS
Well? What's he up to?


DCI WALKER
We could hardly get the thumbscrews
out in a public bar could we? We've
planted a small seed and if that
bears fruit we know he's into
something big.


CLIVE REGIS
Can't you just pull him in?


DCI WALKER
For what exactly? No Clive, I'm
going home now to watch Dancing on
Ice. Good evening.


Walker and Williams start to walk away.


CLIVE REGIS
Wait.. I might have something.


DCI WALKER
This better be good.


CLIVE REGIS
How does murder sound?


CUT TO:

INT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR


Robbie returns to the table with drinks in hand.


JAKE
Oh, here he is. I thought you were
brewing your own.


SHELLEY
All right?


ROBBIE
Yes, fine.


Robbie distant.


DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - REAR - EARLY MORNING


Still dark. The Supernova is closed and no one around. Robbie bangs on the doors of the club. The DOOR RATTLES and opens.


Steve Brannagh's head appears from behind the door.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - REAR - CONTINUOUS


Muscle's cling film wrapped body is on a trolley. Robbie is taken aback by the gruesome sight.


ROBBIE
Jes--
STEVE
That's all I could think of. He
weighs a ton. Here take these.


Steve wearing rubber gloves. He hands Robbie some and he starts to pull them on.


ROBBIE
What's that smell?


STEVE
(sarcastic)
Oh, I don't know. What could it be?


ROBBIE
Really?


He sniffs the body and almost gags.


STEVE
So what's the plan?


ROBBIE
(hesitant)
Just hang on. You need to know. Two
coppers pulled me to one side
earlier and they were dropping
hints. Big hints.


STEVE
(panic)
Old Bill? Hints about..?


He gestures to the body. Robbie nods.


STEVE (CONT'D)
What did they say?


ROBBIE
They want a grand.


STEVE
What?


ROBBIE
They said if I didn't give 'em a
thousand quid by tomorrow all my
plans would go down the "toilet".


Steve backs up.


STEVE
Down the "toilet?" How would they
know? Oh, hang on. I gave you a
grand already. You trying a fast
one are you Robbie?


Robbie shocked.


ROBBIE
What? No!


STEVE
So I give you another grand now do
I? Then another and another. I
thought we were friends.


ROBBIE
We are. I'm telling you what
happened. I'm here aren't I? Three
O'clock in the morning, I'm here to
help shift this.


STEVE
I'm sorry Robbie.


ROBBIE
I should think so.


STEVE
Sorry. Sorry.


ROBBIE
(reluctant)
Okay.


It settles for a moment. Then;


STEVE
So you don't want a grand?


ROBBIE
No!


STEVE
Just checking. Let's get rid of
this then they can whistle for
their money.


CUT TO:

EXT. INSIDE STEVE'S BMW - ON THE ROAD


Steve and Robbie drive down the country lanes both still wearing rubber gloves.


DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - MUCH LATER


Steve's car stopped in a country lane where there is a large drop, at the side of the road. Robbie and Steve strain and maul the body out of the boot and roll it over the drop.


FADE TO BLACK.


FADE IN:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - NEXT MORNING


Steve at his desk. The door opens and Walker and Williams stroll in.


STEVE
(shock)
What the hell? Come in.


DCI WALKER
Mr Brannagh?


STEVE
(annoyed)
That's me? Who are you?


DCI WALKER
Show Mr Brannagh some
identification DC Williams.


STEVE
(shock)
DC?


Williams reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out his warrant card.


DCI WALKER
And I'm DCI, DCI Walker.


STEVE
Okay?


DCI WALKER
We wondered if you had time for a
little chat.


STEVE
About what?


DCI WALKER
Maurice McManners.


STEVE
(surprise)
Who?


DC WILLIAMS
Aka, Muscle.


STEVE
Oh. I always wondered--
DCI WALKER
Seems he's gone walkabouts and word
is you were the last person to--.


STEVE
Me? No.


DC WILLIAMS
You saw him a few days ago though?


Steve pretends he can't recall. Then;


STEVE
Oh. Yes. He did pop in.


Walker changes the subject.


DCI WALKER
You've got a new partner, Stone?


STEVE
Partner? What about him? He hasn't
seen him either.


DCI WALKER
How do you know what he's seen or
not seen? Tell me about Stone.


Robbie at the door, unseen.


ROBBIE
Steve. These are the two I was
telling you about.


DC WILLIAMS
I hope no one has been talking out
of school. People could get
themselves hurt doing that.


Steve out of his desk, patting the air to calm the situation.


STEVE
No, no, everyone keep calm. I
didn't realise who you were.


Steve goes to the door, checks outside and then closes it.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Listen. We can do a deal.


DCI WALKER
A deal? He's offering a deal
Williams. Are you attempting to
bribe a Police officer Mr Brannagh?


An uneasy silence.


DC WILLIAMS
And if not why not? Eh?


Williams laughs and gives Steve a playful nudge. Steve then joins in with a nervous laugh.


STEVE
So we can do a deal?


ROBBIE
(caution)
Steve.


DCI WALKER
What sort of deal exactly?


STEVE
I give you a thousand? It was a
grand Robbie, yes?


ROBBIE
Steve. Shut up!


DCI WALKER
And what would you expect for that?


ROBBIE
Don't say another word. You can't
trust these any further than you
could throw 'em.


DC WILLIAMS
We know everything anyway.


ROBBIE
(doubtful)
Really?


DC WILLIAMS
You're so cocky. Do you think we
were born yesterday?


You're here to make a move on Regis
because he done your old man over.


Robbie wasn't expecting that.


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
How about that then? You really
think we didn't know who your old
man was?


ROBBIE
You know Regis killed my old man?


DC WILLIAMS
Him and his cronies collared him,
forced drink down him and sent him
off the road.


DCI WALKER
Enough Williams.


DC WILLIAMS
He's got it coming anyway and we'll
look the other way.


DCI WALKER
Enough!


Silence.


DCI WALKER (CONT'D)
Let's be clear. The fee. That's
only a down payment for something
like this. There would need to be a
lot of water muddied if you plan to
take Regis out of the picture and
that comes at a cost.


Robbie and Steve look to each other before Steve speaks.


STEVE
What about Maurice?


ROBBIE
Who?


STEVE
Muscle!


ROBBIE
Oh, I wondered--
DC WILLIAMS
Who give's a rat's ass about him.


Regis thinks you've done him in.


He's probably stoned out of his
head in a brothel somewhere.


They force a laugh. But the mood changes in a snap and stops the laughter dead;


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
(serious)
You ain't done him in have you?


It takes a beat to answer.


STEVE
No!


Uneasy silence before; Williams finally relaxes and laughs at his own joke. Steve joins in, nervous laughs, relieved.


But then snap again.


DC WILLIAMS
(serious)
You sure?


Uneasy silence again. Steve searches for the joke, waiting for Williams to crack. Nothing, before; Steve nervously laughs, over the top and hopes he's right;


STEVE
Ah, wind up?


Williams joins in laughing and mimes a fisherman catching a fish and reeling it in. The mood relaxes. And then serious again;


DC WILLIAMS
(cough)
So? A grand?


Steve's laugh splutters out.


DCI WALKER
And then the same every month. You
take care of Regis how you see fit.


Steve tries to explain.


STEVE
No, look, you've got it all wrong.


DC WILLIAMS
Really?


STEVE
It's Regis making a move on me. He
wants this place.


DC WILLIAMS
(pointing to Robbie)
So what's he? Moral support?


ROBBIE
Something like that.


DCI WALKER
Well whatever the issues, we can
make them go away. The price is the
same. Think of it as a retainer and
us as your new business advisors.


STEVE
You'll keep Regis off my back?


ROBBIE
(unexpected)
Steve?


STEVE
No Robbie. If it means I can be
left alone to run my business it
might be worth it.


Williams nods. Steve goes to the safe and opens it. It's full of cash and Walker and Williams can't hide their interest.


Steve pulls out one bundle of cash and throws it down on the desk and Williams picks it up and pockets it.


ROBBIE
You know? It's true what they say.


DC WILLIAMS
What's that?


ROBBIE
Even fleas have fleas.


DCI WALKER
On that philosophical note we will
be on our way.


They head for the door.


STEVE
So, Regis?


DCI WALKER
What about him?


STEVE
You'll make sure he--?


DCI WALKER
We're on the payroll now. So you
needn't worry about Regis.


Walker and Williams leave. A few beats before;


STEVE
What?


ROBBIE
You think that's going to end well?


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MOMENTS LATER


Walker and Williams walk out into the daylight. Clive Regis' car pulls up in their path and the window slides down.


CLIVE REGIS
Well? What did he say?


DCI WALKER
Was there something you forgot to
mention Clive?


CLIVE REGIS
What like?


DCI WALKER
Mr Brannagh says you've been
leaning on him.


CLIVE REGIS
No. We were having business
negotiations. Nothing more.


DCI WALKER
Well, whatever you're selling Mr
Brannagh doesn't want any and he's
off bounds from now on.


CLIVE REGIS
(incredulous)
What?


DC WILLIAMS
You heard.


CLIVE REGIS
(shouts)
Hang on! I've paid you well.


Williams doesn't like that and steps in past Walker to threaten Regis.


DC WILLIAMS
Shut your mouth Regis.


Two heavies jump out of the car. Williams is up for it.


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
What? Are you serious?


He pulls out his warrant card.


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
You want some of this do you?


CLIVE REGIS
(to the heavies)
Get back in!


DC WILLIAMS
While you can.


They get back inside the car.


CLIVE REGIS
I'm not happy about this Mr Walker.


Not happy at all. We had a deal.


DCI WALKER
(calm)
We still do Clive. You've got the
whole town to go at, but this place
is off limits.


CLIVE REGIS
What about Stone?


DCI WALKER
He's with Brannagh, for now.


CLIVE REGIS
(threatening)
Mistake.


DCI WALKER
Really?


CLIVE REGIS
If you leave Stone to dig out dirt
about his old man, it ain't just me
who needs to worry.


DCI WALKER
Is that a threat?


CLIVE REGIS
Drive on!


Walker and Williams watch them drive away.


CUT TO:

INT. UNMARKED POLICE CAR - DAY - CONTINUOUS


Walker and Williams climb inside. Silence before..


DC WILLIAMS
What did he mean? About not just
him having to worry?


CUT TO:

FLASHBACK - INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHTCLUB OFFICE - NIGHT


Facing us, a young Clive Regis, backed up by some heavies, laughs and jokes and pushes a large amount of cash in an envelope across the table towards someone in Police uniform with their back to us.


END FLASHBACK.


INT. UNMARKED POLICE CAR - DAY - PRESENT DAY


Silence again, both staring ahead, before;


DC WILLIAMS
If you have any connection to
Stone's old man. There's only one
way forward that I can see.


DCI WALKER
What are you suggesting Williams?


DC WILLIAMS
(quiet)
Stone's got to go!


DCI WALKER
(deep breath)
I may have covered up what Regis
did to Tom Stone. But doing it to
his kid is another matter.


DC WILLIAMS
Then let Regis off the leash. Why
have a dog and bark yourself?


DCI WALKER
I like your analogies Williams. But
he's going to want a free hand with
Brannagh too.


DC WILLIAMS
If that's his price. Then so be it.


Whatever we lose from Brannagh we
can make up from Regis once we've
got that over him.


Walker reluctantly nods.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE


Robbie and Steve assess the aftermath.


ROBBIE
You know they'll bleed you dry now?


STEVE
Look at it this way. We're in the
clear. They're not even looking
for, you know who, and I've got my
own private Police force protecting
me from Regis.


Steve realises he's being insensitive.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Sorry Robbie. Listen to me. I
haven't just had my old man's
killer named and shamed.


A beat or two.


STEVE (CONT'D)
You know? We make a good team
Robbie. I could show you the ropes
here if you wanted?


It would be good to have some help.


Someone I know I can trust.


ROBBIE
Yes. Of course I'd want that.


STEVE
There you go then. A bit less
excitement for us both though from
now on. Eh?


They both manage a smile. A SOUND from Robbie's PHONE as a text arrives. He pulls it out to check.


ROBBIE
(apprehensive)
Oh.


STEVE
What's up?


ROBBIE
My girlfriend.


STEVE
Oh? Say no more. Last few days must
have been a challenge. Go on. See
you tomorrow and we'll make a
proper start on training you up.


ROBBIE
You sure?


Steve gives the nod. Robbie starts to leave.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
And thanks.


STEVE
Don't thank me. You'll be working
like a horse. This is going to be a
good move for both of us Robbie. I
can feel it.


CUT TO:

INT. UNMARKED POLICE CAR - DAY - CONTINUOUS


Williams in mid-conversation on the phone. Listening for a while before speaking.


DC WILLIAMS
Do what you've got to do.


Walker presses a button to kill the call.


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
I think we need to be somewhere
else now sir.


Walker just nods and Williams starts the car and they leave.


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - CONTINUOUS


Walker and William's car goes out of view. A taxi pulls up.


Robbie exits the club and gets in.


DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - LATER


A car pulls up in a hurry. Masked heavies with baseball bats get out and head towards the club.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


Steve hears the COMMOTION outside his office and stands up.


He waits for the door to burst open.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - LATER


The front door opens and Shelley stands there.


SHELLEY
Hi.


ROBBIE
Hi?


The mood is frosty. She comes into the hall and huddles into her coat as if freezing cold.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
What's up?


SHELLEY
(reluctant)
This isn't easy.


ROBBIE
It sounds bad? What's happened?


SHELLEY
I wanted to tell you in person.


ROBBIE
Tell me what?


SHELLEY
(hesitates)
I, I just think things have got a
bit boring.


ROBBIE
Boring? What? You're actually
finishing with me? What? Is there's
someone else?


SHELLEY
You seem preoccupied all the time
and Jake's got time to spend--.


ROBBIE
(shock)
Jake? Of all.. Are you kidding?


SHELLEY
Nothing's happened. Honest. We just
get on. We're more, in tune.


ROBBIE
(dismissive)
In tune? You and Jake? You think
I'm boring? Oh, if you only knew. I
wish I was boring. Boring is good.


SHELLEY
Look, I didn't come here to argue.


ROBBIE
Shell --?


The sound of a PHONE RINGING in Robbie's pocket.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Hang on. Let me kill this.


Robbie retrieves it from his pocket.


SHELLEY
Take it Robbie. I have to go.


ROBBIE
No wait.


The PHONE keeps RINGING. Shelley opens the front door.


SHELLEY
I'm sorry.


She closes the door behind her leaving Robbie alone frustrated. The PHONE RINGING continues. Several beats before he accepts the call.


ROBBIE
Boring? Hello?


Listens for a few moments.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Christoph! Slow down.


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - DAY - LATER


Robbie arrives back at the club in a rush. A crowd watching.


Uniformed Police, Police cars. Blue flashing lights. The area taped off. An AMBULANCE with SIREN and lights pulls away.


Christoph sees Robbie in the crowd and calls out.


CHRISTOPH
Robbie!


They fight through the crowd to get to each other.


ROBBIE
What the hell's happened?


CHRISTOPH
The men, they come with bats.


ROBBIE
A robbery? Where's Steve?


CHRISTOPH
He gone already. Hospital.


The scale of this sinks in.


CHRISTOPH (CONT'D)
Robbie?


ROBBIE
I'll go to the hospital.


CHRISTOPH
No, Robbie. They asking for you.


Doesn't compute.


ROBBIE
Who? You mean, the guys with bats?


CHRISTOPH
Yea. They ask where you are. Steve
don't tell and they hurt him, bad.


Robbie sees hostile faces staring at him everywhere.


CHRISTOPH (CONT'D)
(upset)
They hurt him very bad, Robbie.


ROBBIE
I've got to go.


Robbie runs.


CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY - LATER


Robbie walks double time. Very nervous. He approaches some men chatting in a friendly manner. Paranoid, he crosses over the road and runs away. The men walk on oblivious to Robbie.


CUT TO:

EXT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - MUCH LATER - EVENING


It's starting to get dark. Robbie in the street outside his flat frightened to go in. He's hiding in the shadows to see if anyone is waiting for him. A man sits in a car, but a woman comes and joins the man and they drive away. Robbie makes a dart to his flat under cover of darkness.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER


Robbie bursts into his own flat and closes the door and puts the locks on. He drops to the floor to hide.


He realises the light is on, so he jumps up, turns off the light and drops to the floor again, in darkness. He scurries across the floor and huddles in the corner.


DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - LATER


TICKING from a CLOCK. Robbie asleep on the floor and is mythering in his nightmare.


DISSOLVE TO:

DREAM SEQUENCE - INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY


A battered and bruised, sitting near to Muscle's dead body feature in Robbie's twisted nightmare.


YOUNG MARGARET
Don't cry Robbie, I love you.


STEVE
We make a good team Robbie.


CLIVE REGIS
"Robin."
STEVE
Can they track the DNA back to us?


CLIVE REGIS
Nervous Robbie?


STEVE
Implicate Regis.


YOUNG MARGARET
Don't cry Robbie, I love you.


CLIVE REGIS
BOO!


Clive Regis slams the paper knife into a battered Steve.


END DREAM


SEQUENCE.


INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY


Robbie wakes with a jolt, sweating and dishevelled.


CUT TO:

EXT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - LATER


Jake and Shelley sit in a corner of the bar, all loved up. A dishevelled manic, mad man, Robbie appears from nowhere. Jake immediately out of his seat backing off.


JAKE
No, hang on Robbie, I can explain
everything, she come on to me.


SHELLEY
What?


ROBBIE
No, no. I don't care about that.


SHELLEY
That's nice!


ROBBIE
No, I do care, but that's not why
I'm here. I'm in trouble.


Jake climbs back into his own seat to listen.


SHELLEY
(cautious)
What sort of trouble?


ROBBIE
The club..


SHELLEY
What club?


ROBBIE
The night club. Some blokes in
masks. They raided it. Robbed it.


JAKE
Sh--
SHELLEY
Oh my God. Are you hurt?


ROBBIE
No, I wasn't there. I was with you.


JAKE
Eh?


SHELLEY
Well what happ--?


ROBBIE
They're after me.


SHELLEY
(doubtful)
Why?


ROBBIE
I've been helping out there.


SHELLEY
Behind the bar. Yes.


ROBBIE
Not just the bar. Cleaning stuff.


SHELLEY
Cleaning? Okay.


JAKE
So the robbers aren't happy with
cash they want the cleaning
products too?


SHELLEY
Jake!


JAKE
Sorry. He's not making sense. What
stuff you been cleaning up?


ROBBIE
Things. Like, like. Em. Bodies!


Jake and Shelley mouths drop open.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
And there's this other bloke. He
killed my Dad. Now he's battered
Steve with a bat and he's wants to
kill me.


Jake and Shelley both relax with a spontaneous exhale as if they don't believe the story.


SHELLEY
Is this because I dumped you and
said you were boring?


ROBBIE
No!


JAKE
Come on Robbie, we didn't plan "the
magic". It's what I do.


ROBBIE
I don't care about "the magic".


Someone is trying to kill me!


JAKE
(dismissive)
Okay.


SHELLEY
If someone is really trying to kill
you, go to the Police.


ROBBIE
Ah, I didn't mention, the Police?


SHELLEY
No. What about the Police?


ROBBIE
Well, they kicked me in the shin
over there and they want money.


Steve gave 'em a thousand, just as
a down payment mind and, and.


Beat.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
(resigned sigh)
Yea, they're crooks too.


Jake and Shelley just look at each other.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Help?


CUT TO:

EXT. DOG AND DUCK PUBLIC BAR - CAR PARK - MOMENTS LATER


Robbie, Jake and Shelley fast walking towards Jake's car.


JAKE
Here.


A pimped up wreck complete with furry dice hanging from the interior mirror. Across the windscreen is the wording "JAKE and SHELL." Robbie stops to read it.


SHELLEY
Don't say anything just get in.


JAKE
What?


ROBBIE
Nothing. Let's go.


They all climb in to the car. Moments later, a BANG as the CAR MISFIRES and they are away in a cloud of black smoke.


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT - LATER


A BANG, MISFIRE and smoke. Jake's car arrives on the car park of the Supernova, MUSIC BLARING from within.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


Jake and Shelley in the front, Robbie in the rear. They look through the windscreen at the Supernova. The Police tape still in place but otherwise closed and quiet. Jake turns OFF the MUSIC.


ROBBIE
Yea. We should have attracted
enough attention by now.


JAKE
If you don't like it mate! You
know. Just saying.


SHELLEY
And why would you want to go in
there exactly?


ROBBIE
There's something I need. Just wait
here for me. Don't leave, right?


Jake doesn't look too sure.


SHELLEY
Jake go with him.


JAKE
Why?


SHELLEY
It might be dangerous.


JAKE
I rest my case.


ROBBIE
I'm Okay. Just don't go without me.


Robbie gets out.


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


Robbie out of the car, mouths to Jake inside the car.


ROBBIE
(mouths)
Stay!


He sets off towards the club. He gets a few paces, then behind him.


SHELLEY (O.C.)
(loud whisper)
Robbie!


Shelley comes after him in less than practical shoes.


ROBBIE
What you doing?


SHELLEY
Coming with you. Come on.


She goes ahead and Robbie trots to catch up.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT - DOOR - MOMENTS LATER


Outside, shadows of Robbie and Shelley and MUMBLED TALKING.


The sound of KEYS JANGLING and LOCKS BEING UNDONE and finally the door opens and they come inside.


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - OUTSIDE MANAGERS OFFICE


Robbie and Shelley make their way slowly in the darkness towards the office. The only light from Robbie's phone.


Shelley grabs and holds Robbie's arm. Items scattered during the raid. They come to the cleaner's trolley outside the office also abandoned.


ROBBIE
Hang on.


Robbie searches the trolley and finds a box of rubber gloves and pulls out a pair out and puts them on.


SHELLEY
Robbie?


ROBBIE
Yes?


SHELLEY
This is exciting!


ROBBIE
(detached)
Okay.


The office door is wide open but Police tape blocks entrance.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Please be there! Please be there!


CUT TO:

INT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - MANAGERS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS


The pair fight through Police tape and enter the office.


Robbie shines his light around the room. A scene of utter chaos. The safe is wide open and empty. The floor scattered with debris and signs of blood across the desk.


SHELLEY
Is that bloo--? Yuk.


ROBBIE
Jeez.


SHELLEY
What are you after?


The torch light pans across the room, then stops.


ROBBIE
That!


Illuminated on the wall, the paper knife that Clive Regis stabbed into the notice board shines brightly. Shelley takes a closer look and reaches out.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
No! - No, Shell, don't touch.


CUT TO:

EXT. SUPERNOVA NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


The MUSIC now BLARING inside Jake's car again can be heard outside as Robbie and Shelley rush across the car park.


Robbie carries something wrapped in a cloth. They get inside.


The CAR SPLUTTERS and jumps and they are away.


CUT TO:

INT. WALKERS HOUSE - NIGHT


A cosy chintzy sitting room, soft lighting, the TV showing (a version of) "DANCING ON ICE". Feet up with comfy fleecy tartan slippers on a flowered pouffe.


Walker sitting on a matching Sofa. On his lap a large box of chocolates and at his side, is a freshly brewed cup of tea.


Eyes fixed on the TV screen. As the skaters complete a performance Walker scan the chocolates with his fingers to find his favourite.


APPLAUSE from the TV, slowly dies down. He finds the sweet he is looking for and pops it in his mouth with obvious joy. On TV the PANEL JUDGE is ready to deliver a verdict.


PANEL JUDGE (ON TV)
Having two left feet must be
difficult for anyone. But how you
manage with three I have no idea.


The Audience GASP.


DCI WALKER
Harsh! But true.


He plucks another chocolate. The SOUND of the DOOR BELL. Not happy, he presses the pause button goes to answer the door, taking his box of chocolates with him.


CUT TO:

INT. WALKERS HOUSE - AT FRONT DOOR


Walker opens the door. On the door step is DC Williams.


DCI WALKER
(chewing)
Williams?


DC WILLIAMS
Sorry sir, your phone was off.


DCI WALKER
Yes. I'm watching Dancing on Ice.


What's so important?


DC WILLIAMS
(leans in, quiet)
Sir, I spoke to Regis.


DCI WALKER
And?


DC WILLIAMS
Stone got away.


Walker is annoyed.


DC WILLIAMS (CONT'D)
They're out looking for him now. I
thought we should do the same.


He thrusts the box of chocolates at Williams.


DCI WALKER
Hold these while I find my shoes.


Walker leaves Williams standing on the door step holding the chocolates. After a beat, Williams takes one and pops it in his mouth and starts to chew.


DCI WALKER (O.C.) (CONT'D)
(shouts)
And don't touch those chocolates!


Too late, Williams stops chewing.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - LATER


Jake's CAR SPLUTTERS along the dark country lanes, MUSIC BLARING from within.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


The car's headlights illuminate the roadside as the car drives along slowly. Jake turns OFF the MUSIC.


JAKE
I ain't being funny but are you
going to buy me some petrol?


ROBBIE
(pointing)
Here, this is it, I'm sure. Pull
over at the side there.


JAKE
You said that last time and the
time before.


The car pulls over at the side of the road.


ROBBIE
No. This is it. I recognise it.


SHELLEY
And there's, a body down there?


JAKE
You ain't thinking you can load it
in here are you? These seats are
real faux fur you know.


ROBBIE
I don't want to load it anywhere. I
I can't imagine it's in a very good
state by now.


SHELLEY
What are you going to do with it?


Robbie still wearing rubber gloves carefully unwraps the cloth covering something on his lap. He lifts up with his finger tips and presents the paper knife.


ROBBIE
Stab it!


SHELLEY
Robbie!


JAKE
You want to make sure he's dead?


ROBBIE
Regis was the only person to touch
this after I cleaned it. It's got
his finger prints all over it.


JAKE
So just throw it down there and we
can get out of here.


ROBBIE
I cleaned it!


JAKE
You clean everything. So what?


ROBBIE
So it can't just have his finger
prints on. It's a murder weapon. It
needs to have, well, blood on it.


SHELLEY
Oh lord.


JAKE
It ain't normal that you think like
this bro. Shell, have you got any
idea what a lucky escape you've
had? Ditching him and getting off
with me?


SHELLEY
I can hardly believe my luck.


JAKE
Go on then. Get it done.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - ROADSIDE - CONTINUOUS


Robbie paper knife in hand. He turns on the torch of his phone and ventures out of sight down the ditch.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - DITCH - CONTINUOUS


Robbie works his way down. Looking for the body.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - ROADSIDE - CONTINUOUS


Another car's headlights are seen.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


The approaching lights illuminate the interior of the car.


SHELLEY
Oh God. Who's this?


JAKE
Oh Jeez.


Jake and Shelley fixed stare straight ahead as..


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - ROADSIDE - CONTINUOUS


A Police car, pulls along side Jake's car and slows to a stop. The Police man in the passenger seat, winds down his window and shines a torch directly into Jake's car.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


The torch light illuminates Jake and Shelley. Jake lunges at Shelley, grabs her in a passionate embrace and starts to kiss her. She struggles slightly but he's all over her.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - ROADSIDE - CONTINUOUS


The torch light goes out and the Police car pulls away.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS


SHELLEY
Get off!


Shelley pushes Jake off.


JAKE
I had to Shell.


SHELLEY
Well he's gone and there was no
need for tongues!


Jake wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - DITCH - CONTINUOUS


Robbie continues his search for the body. He stops.


ROBBIE
Hello Maurice, Muscle? I don't know
which you prefer but I hope you
realise I had nothing to do with
this. Well, I mean, with you being
dead that is. Everything else, yes
Okay. That was me. Sorry.


Robbie clears a path to get nearer. Muscle's cling film wrapped body is there in front of him and Muscle's contorted face and protruding tongue are illuminated by the light of Robbie's torch.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
No idea how it's possible but you
look even bigger. Oh my God, this
is gross.


Robbie starts to gag. He get's close to the body and has to bring the back of hand to his mouth. He orientates himself to decide where to stab the body.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Sorry! Sorry.


He puts the paper knife to Muscle's neck and presses. It won't give so he presses harder and harder.


Suddenly a massive spurt of blood and bodily fluids shoot high up in the air like a fountain. Robbie gags and pulls himself away and makes his way back up the ditch.


CUT TO:

EXT. COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT - ROADSIDE - CONTINUOUS


Robbie reappears from the ditch still gaging. The ENGINE STARTS. Robbie gets in. A BANG and a SPLUTTER and the CAR pulls away. MUSIC from within starts again as the car disappears down the road.


FADE TO BLACK.


FADE IN:

EXT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - NIGHT - STREET - LATER


Walker and Williams, hands in the pockets of their matching long black jackets, walk towards Robbie's flat, scanning the street for anyone watching as they and go inside.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - OUTSIDE THE FRONT DOOR


Walker and Williams approach Robbie's front door, only to find it slightly ajar. Williams silently points out the obvious to Walker. They both remove their Police batons from their jackets and extend them. Williams extends his arm and pushes on the door to open it further. They both enter gingerly with Williams in the lead.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS


From within the hallway of the flat they hear the sound of MOVEMENT and MUFFLED TALKING from the Sitting Room. They nod to each other and then a battle cry as they charge right in, batons raised.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - SITTING ROOM - CONTINUOUS


Inside the dimly lit sitting room, which has been turned upside down, Walker and Williams' charge comes to a grinding halt as they find themselves face to face with four masked men holding baseball bats.


DC WILLIAMS
(deflated)
Oh Sh--
In a beat three of the masked men go on the offensive, raising their bats ready to strike. Walker and Williams cower and brace themselves but the other masked man calls out as he pulls his mask up.


CLIVE REGIS
Hold up! Hold up.


Walker and Williams, still cowering. Regis hold his mask up.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Mr Walker? You'll get yourself hurt
creeping up on folk like that.


Walker and Williams' can start to straighten up.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
No sign of Stone. But he left his
pocket money.


Regis shows them he has the remains of Robbie's thousand pounds in his hands.


DC WILLIAMS
Hang on. That might be evidence.


DCI WALKER
(quiet)
Leave it Williams!


The sound of a PHONE RINGING. Confusion as everyone checks their phones. Regis is annoyed.


CLIVE REGIS
Oh, here we go again. Who's phone
is that? What have I told you lot?


Come on, who is it?


DC WILLIAMS
(quiet)
Is it you sir?


DCI WALKER
(quiet)
No, I thought it was you.


The masked men pull their masks off their faces. They pull out their phones trying to identify the culprit. The PHONE continues to RING for several beats, until..


CLIVE REGIS
(embarrassed)
Oh, hang on. Sorry everyone. It's
me. Sorry. If this is the wife
again I'm going to go mental.


He struggles and pulls his phone out amongst general confusion and chattering.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Quiet you lot!


Silence and a beat as Regis coughs to clear his throat.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Club Tropicana?


DC WILLIAMS
Eh?


Regis places his hand to cup the phone and whispers.


CLIVE REGIS
Call divert, saves me a fortune not
having a receptionist.


Regis listens, his eyes light up and then almost has a fit.


Cupping the phone again to speak to the room.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
It's only him!


Everyone shuffles in and gathers around in a huddle to hear.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Robbie! How's it going?


DC WILLIAMS
(whispers)
Put him on speaker.


CLIVE REGIS
(whisper)
Eh?


DC WILLIAMS
(whisper)
Speaker, put him on speaker!


CLIVE REGIS
(whisper at first)
Hang on Robbie.


He pulls the phone from his ear to look at it at arms length but doesn't know what to do, showing the phone all around, general chatter, everyone has an opinion.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
I can't see without my glasses. Is
that it one?


DC WILLIAMS
No, no, press that.


Williams presses something on Regis' phone and Robbie's VOICE can be heard.


ROBBIE (O.C.)
Hello?


Relief from the assembled group.


CLIVE REGIS
Shush! Shush! - Robbie, We need to
talk. You tell me where you are and
I'll come over and we can have a
little chat.


Regis smirks and nods.


ROBBIE (O.C.)
I don't think so. I know it was you
who smacked Steve. But we just want
a deal.


CLIVE REGIS
A deal? I think you'll find I'm
holding all the cards Robbie.


ROBBIE (O.C.)
I think I've got one or two aces.


CLIVE REGIS
What might they be then?


ROBBIE (O.C.)
Well, I know you killed my old man.


Regis looking accusingly at Walker and Williams.


CLIVE REGIS
Now, why would you think that?


ROBBIE (O.C.)
There's two bent coppers who
couldn't wait to throw you under
the bus.


Williams tries to grab the phone but Walker holds him back.


CLIVE REGIS
Really?


ROBBIE (O.C.)
And then there's Muscle.


Regis is shocked.


CLIVE REGIS
What about Muscle?


ROBBIE (O.C.)
I know where the murder weapon is
and I'm guessing it has your prints
all over it.


CLIVE REGIS
What you talking about?


Regis is fuming. He forces himself to calm down.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
I don't know what you're babbling
on about Robbie. But, listen, we
can do a deal. Just don't do
anything stupid and we can sort all
this out.


The line goes dead.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Robbie? Robbie? - He's gone. When
we find him he's dead.


CUT TO:

INT. HOSPITAL WARD


Robbie sitting at Steve's hospital bedside with Shelley.


STEVE
You can't trust him Robbie. You're
fooling yourself if you think you
can. That talk of evidence will
only slow him up.


Robbie nods.


STEVE (CONT'D)
Pack some gear and make yourself
scarce. As soon as I can walk I'm
doing the same. While he's around
we're both dead men walking.


Shelley hugs Robbie.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - SITTING ROOM


Regis rages. Uneasy glances from the heavies.


CLIVE REGIS
I told you two Muscle was dead!


DC WILLIAMS
Yes, you did.


CLIVE REGIS
You wouldn't listen. And, you've
grassed me up over his old man. You
buried that case. If I go down I'll
take you with me.


DC WILLIAMS
Calm down. It's not how it seems.


CLIVE REGIS
Oh Really?


One of the heavies, a giant called LEROY (30's), speaks up.


LEROY
(timid)
Muscle was a mate.


CLIVE REGIS
What?


Leroy speaks up.


LEROY
What's he mean your prints are on
the weapon?


CLIVE REGIS
Who told you to pipe up? Oh hang
on. Are you doubting me?


Regis picks up his baseball bat on to his shoulder.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Right. Anyone here think I had
something to do Muscle getting
whacked? Well?


An uncomfortable standoff begins.


DCI WALKER
Now, now, gentlemen. Let's all stay
calm. I'm sure no one is doubting
you Clive. But Stone says your
prints are on the weapon. I think
our friend here, em?, em--?


Walker gestures to Leroy to ask his name.


LEROY
Leroy.


DCI WALKER
Our friend Leroy here is just
asking how that can be?


CLIVE REGIS
Well Leroy can shut his mouth. I
don't know, do I? It's that kid.


The stand off intensifies.


DCI WALKER
Well everyone just stay calm until
we can get to the bottom of this.


A Mexican stand off with Regis in the middle.


CLIVE REGIS
Get to the bottom of it? Stay calm?


DCI WALKER
Yes.


CLIVE REGIS
Stay calm?


Regis makes his neck crack. A look of madness and he swings violently. The sound of a sickening DULL THUD as the bat hits Walker and blood splatters across Regis' own face.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Now who's next?


Leroy decides he's going to get in first and lifts up his bat. Williams also screams and rushes in.


CUT TO:

EXT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - SOME TIME LATER


Jake's car pulls up in the street outside Robbie's flat.


CUT TO:

INT. JAKES CAR - CONTINUOUS


They are all scanning the street to make sure it's clear.


JAKE
Make a move then quick and get what
you gotta get cos' if I see any
thugs I'm off.


ROBBIE
Thanks.


SHELLEY
Then you'll go without me.


JAKE
Shell? I was only kidding.


SHELLEY
Wait here!


Robbie and Shelley get out of the car and leave Jake nervously scanning the street.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - OUTSIDE THE FRONT DOOR


Shelley and Robbie approach his front door. The door is open.


Robbie listens at the open door before..


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS


Robbie followed by Shelley enter the flat.


ROBBIE
(whispers)
Wait here I'll grab a bag.


Robbie disappears into the sitting room.


ROBBIE (O.C.) (CONT'D)
Shell?


SHELLEY
(whisper)
What?


ROBBIE
Shell you better come here?


She goes to him.


CUT TO:

INT. ROBBIE'S FLAT - SITTING ROOM - CONTINUOUS


Shelley comes into the sitting room. Robbie staring straight ahead. She tries to comprehend the scene in front of her.


Strewn across the floor, body after body, the aftermath of a pitched battle. Walker, Williams and Leroy and the other heavies, their broken and contorted bodies scattered around with baseball bats at their sides.


Still standing in the centre is Regis. Swaying like a drunk, battered and bloodied with his bat being used as a crutch.


CLIVE REGIS
You look just like your old man
standing there. I should have known
as soon as I saw you.


His eyes close longer than normal and open and he swallows heavily and blood spills from his mouth.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Call me an ambulance Robbie.


Robbie doesn't move.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
Look at 'em. They thought they
could take me. I took 'em all.


Robbie leans down and pries Leroy's dead fingers free of his bat and picks it up.


CLIVE REGIS (CONT'D)
(shouts)
I'm the last man standing.


ROBBIE
Not quite.


Robbie pulls back his bat and walks towards Regis. Regis tries to lift his bat but can't he needs it as a crutch. He wobbles badly and stands resigned. Robbie flexes to strike.


SHELLEY
Robbie don't.


Robbie changes his mind and uses his bat to knock Regis' bat away from him and Regis drops down to the floor, propped up against the wall.


CLIVE REGIS
I'll get everyone you know.


Everyone. She's going first. I'll
enjoy that. I'll make it very slow
and then I'll kill--.


A THUD as a bat comes from nowhere and smacks against Regis' head. Blood splatters and slowly his eyes close and he drops to the side dead. Shelley stands there bat in hand.


A NOISE from the hallway behind them makes them both freeze Until they are both relieved as Mr Ali comes in to the room.


Mouth open for an age before he can speak.


MR ALI
Oh my. What the bloody hell you
done to my flat? And you still
haven't paid your rent!


ROBBIE
Don't worry Mr Ali, I'll clean this
place up in no time.


On the floor lies Robbie's bundle of blood soaked cash.


Robbie picks it up and throws it to Mr Ali.


ROBBIE (CONT'D)
Here you go Mr Ali. Take the rent
out of that.


Mr Ali stunned, stares at the wad of cash. Robbie and Shelley hug. Then Robbie reaches for his mobile phone.


SHELLEY
What are you doing?


ROBBIE
Calling Steve. Something just
occurred to me..


SHELLEY
What?


ROBBIE
The Tropicana is up for grabs!


SHELLEY
Robbie!


ROBBIE
What?


Shelley gives Robbie a friendly push.


FADE OUT.


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