Blood Page #2

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just not the wedding.

# And then I go and spoil it all

# By saying something stupid like I love you

# I can see it in your eyes

# That you despise the same old lies

you heard the night before

# And though it's just a line to you

# To me it's true

and never seemed so right before

# I practise every day

to find some clever lines to say

# To make the meaning come true

- All right, Dominic.

- All right, mate.

Listen, mate...

You know, it's difficult

and I understand how we all have to be,

- you know, grown-up and...

- About...

...young people and sex and whatnot.

Well, thanks, Joe. Can't say I've ever had

a father's permission before.

I don't think I've ever needed it.

Well, let me make my feelings clear.

Joe.

Leave it, Dave. Leave it.

- She's hardly past 15.

- Joe!

I think we have an understanding.

- Get off me!

- I'll tell him I'm sorry.

- Get off!

- Dominic, I'm sorry!

Miriam.

You think you did that for her?

You think that makes you

some kind of great father?

I'm going home.

He's not there any more either.

Moved, retired...

One crazy bastard I worked with

used to hide up in cupboards,

jump out in the middle of an interview,

whack the f***ers with a stick.

That made 'em talk.

Yeah, we'd all like to hear that tape

played out in court, Lenny.

We didn't f*** about.

We'd take the bastards out to the islands.

They'd... They'd be begging to talk.

We'd drive them straight out there

when the tide was out.

They'd... They'd admit

to shagging their own mothers.

Well, you had it easier in your day, Dad.

No!

F***, no.

We had this.

Yeah, we know, Dad, we know.

We had Sol Winters.

Raped Marie Dinning.

Marie Dinning, four times in her own kitchen.

We had him.

Then some fuckwit ballsed up the evidence.

We had to let him go. What happened?

Went right out, killed poor Marie.

Killed her.

We all know the story, Dad.

We've heard that story a thousand times.

Everyone knows who's to blame.

- Did I say something?

- No.

- What?

- It's OK, Dad.

Go home, Joe, while you still can, eh?

Yeah.

- Shall we go home?

- I'm hungry.

- Bacon sandwich? - Bacon sandwich.

Let's get a bacon sandwich.

Look at him out here at night.

It's a church, Joe. It's where he goes.

We've seen him now.

Let's go home, get Dad to bed.

No, he's laughing at us.

Are you smiling? Are you smiling?

Are you smiling? Hmm?

Come on.

Oh, God. Guide me, Lord. Show me the way

out of the darkness. Show me the light.

Don't abandon me, Lord.

I know that you are here with me.

Oh, thank you, God. Thank you, thank you.

Chrissie. Chrissie.

Hey, where d'you think you're going, eh?

Dig.

OK, here's how it works.

You tell us you did it and we'll take you in.

How can you?

You can't prove I laid a finger on her.

Dig!

# The pipes, the pipes are calling

# From ground to ground

# And down the mountain side #

All right.

That's enough now.

Lie down.

Lie down.

Lie down!

- Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.

- You did it.

Let me not be lost in this darkness.

- Say you did it.

- Let me see your light.

- You make your confession.

- Joe.

- Let me feel your presence.

- Come in tomorrow.

- And make your confession.

- Let me feel your presence.

- Say it.

- Joe.

- Say it.

- Let me feel your presence.

- Say it! Say it!

- Let me know you're there.

- Joe!

- Say it! Say it! Say it!

I did it! I did it!

I did it!

I love her. She was sinful, but I love her.

- I love her! I love...

- Joe!

Enough!

Leave it!

4Real.

I love you.

Right.

This is what's gonna happen.

We'll bury him out here

and you'll go home and you'll put Dad to bed.

Then you take off all your clothes,

your shirt, your shoes, everything.

And you burn them all tonight.

I'll do the same.

Make it look like I fell asleep

in front of the TV.

And you talk to no one.

- Jemma?

- Chrissie.

I'm too tired for pranks tonight.

Jem, I can't be on my own tonight.

Get the spade.

I know I... I mess about

and I turn everything between us into a joke.

But, Jemma...

...I love you.

I love you so much.

I really want you to know that.

Yes.

I will marry you.

Andy, 10-19, 10-51, to station.

MP, MP, from Victor 2.

Battalion 1. Central. Go ahead and

send me another DLS ambulance.

Message received. We'll be there

in about three minutes. 1-1 over.

Joe.

Morning, boys.

You burnt your clothes, yeah?

Chrissie, don't you dare mess this up,

you hear me?

- Do you hear me, Chrissie?

- Joe, I won't.

It's just...

Jemma said she wants to get married.

It threw me, that's all.

- You're getting married?

- No way. Chrissie.

Jemma's finally given up fighting you off?

Chrissie's getting married!

Yeah, thanks. It only happened last night,

so I'm a little bit...

all over the place.

Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

- The CCTV stuff.

- Oh, cheers.

You spoke to Jemma last night. Why?

What's the first thing I told you?

Talk to no one.

- What did you say to her?

- Nothing, Joe. I wouldn't.

- Why does she suddenly wanna get married?

- How's the hangover?

Beautiful.

Chrissie...

Chrissie, how many stab wounds

were in that little girl"s body?

- 12.

- 12.

He did it. He said, "4Real. "

Buliegh's where he belongs.

And he"s not the first to meet with

a bit of justice out there on the islands.

You know the stories. Come on.

Dad?

Dad!

Got him.

Pulling up flowers there, Dad?

- Too many weeds.

- Not weeds. Flowers.

The... The...

The colourful ones are the flowers.

Hell of a night last night, eh?

The anniversary party.

We had to take you home, Dad.

You were drinking like the old days.

Yeah.

What party?

I didn't go to no party.

Tomorrow I want your clothes.

I'll burn 'em myself.

You hear me, Chrissie?

What's that?

It's Buliegh the night Angela was killed.

About an hour before she died

he was in a drunken stupor four miles away

near his mother's house.

That can't be him.

No, look. Look at that jumper.

Wait.

Yeah, it's Buliegh.

Huh. His lawyers are gonna love this.

- Joe.

- Yeah.

It's all right, Chrissie.

The tape has to be wrong. It has to be.

I mean, he did it.

He couldn't have known about Angela's tattoo

unless he'd had her pants off.

Right?

What?

When we were on the islands

and I caught him...

Shh, shh. Come on.

When... When we were on the island

and I caught him, I was wired.

- I was gonna tell you. I was gonna tell you.

- What?

I asked him what it meant.

What does it mean? What does it mean?

I asked him what "4Real" meant.

That's what put me over the edge,

him saying "4Real".

What have you done? What have you done?

- What have you done?

- Joe, I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

No, please, Joe. Please, Joe.

Oh, God, Chrissie.

Excuse me. Detective?

It's... It's my Jason again.

He's gone missing.

He's not answering his phone.

Please, could you help me find him?

So many people out there, they hate him.

Something must have happened to him.

Please, can you help me?

Come on.

Thank you.

I think that she might

have been having sex

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