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Right.

Brace yourself.

Wow.

You said bring a pic.

Ah, Jesus.

See, Mikey was engaged

to this mad b*tch. Sylvia Smith.

F***ing mind-game queen, big time.

Told Mikey she was up the duff.

Didn't work out. He went into one.

She f***ed off back to London

where she came from.

F***ing Tarzan there went after her.

That's all I know.

You ever been to Vegas? You'd love it.

Nah.

Come with me.

Fly out tomorrow.

First f***ing class all the way.

Come with. Eh?

Nah.

'Time and date's on the ticket.

People know you here, you know?

You're safe.

I'm not a spazmo, for f***'s sake.

I have epilepsy is all.

Should have done this ten years ago.

Nah. You weren't ready, love.

I'm not leaving forever, OK?

Just till it's sorted and I find Mikey.

Just be careful, love.

- Oi. Watch it.

- Sorry.

Excuse me, got any change?

- What?

- You got any change, please?

Er, no, sorry.

Eighth floor.

Lily Jane

Tall as a crane

Tie your hair with a daisy chain

Lily Jane

Little Lily Jane

Lost your head in the stars again

Lost your head in the stars again

Hi.

I need it back,

it's the only one I've got.

Uh-huh.

His wife's name's Sylvia.

Or ex-wife now, probably.

Maiden name Smith.

Our Mikey followed her down to London

but I don't know where in London.

Sylvia O'Connor or Smith.

Age approximately thirties.

Yeah.

We charge in advance

for the first six hours.

And I'll be in touch

as soon as I have anything.

Well, what do you think

are the chances, though?

Well, neglected as a child.

Criminal record.

We don't know about

his alcohol or drug habits.

You won't like what I'm gonna say

but you've described someone

who could well end up sleeping rough.

I picture him in a doorway,

a lump of rags.

Acky black fingers

and a white mastic cup.

Does he ever think about me'?

Have any idea how much he means to me?

Excuse me. Erm, this is my brother.

Erm, do... do you know him?

Excuse me. Erm, this is my brother,

he's called Mikey.

Er, do you recognise him'?

Excuse me.

Do you recognise this guy?

Eighth floor.

Measuring my life in pills.

Two in the morning.

Two in the afternoon.

Two in the evening.

Like full stops. Just hope life

keeps happening in between.

- Excuse me.

- You got any change?

Yeah.

Oh, cheers, mate.

Er, this is Mikey. Mikey O'Connor.

Er, do you recognise him?

No, look, I'm sorry, I don't know him.

Good luck, mate.

Oi! Are you hungry?

Yeah.

Come on,

I'm getting you summat to eat.

- Can we get Chinese?

- Yeah.

Look, you religious or something?

You're doing your good deed for the day'?

No.

Say Mikey was on the streets,

how would I find him?

Mate, are you for real?

I don't f***ing know.

What's your name?

Lily. My name's Lily.

- Well, I'm Rachel.

- Hello.

You really love him, then?

Yeah.

He was the one good thing

I had growing up. My diamond.

OK. Well... there's the police...

- Oh, wait a minute.

- Actually, tell you what,

there's, erm, there's a hostel

for blokes that we could go to.

What's that called?

Don't worry about it, I'll take you.

Come on.

- What, are we going now'?

- Yes, let's go.

So where's this place?

Oh, it's, erm, it's not far.

It's just round the corner.

- So this is it?

- Yeah.

Come on.

If he's going by his real name,

he's not stayed here.

If he's using a different one,

the possibilities are endless.

Easy does it now.

Hey, hey. Calm down now.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me, have you got a tab?

I'm just in the middle

of something. Down...

On your way, mate.

Go and f*** off.

- Calm down.

- I'm not pissed. F*** off.

Sorry, love.

I wish I could be more help.

Thanks. Come on.

Eighth floor.

I've got your drink.

Oh, cheers, mate.

Rachel?

Excuse me.

Got robbed of my pills this morning.

I have temporal lobe epilepsy.

Were you hurt in the robbery?

No. I was just foolish.

Well, have you been

to the police?

- The pills are dangerous, you know.

- I might after.

Just need my meds first.

Which anti-epileptics

do you usually take'?

I've written 'em down.

How many a day and what times.

How long since you last had

your levels checked'?

Can't remember. Sorry.

And how long are you planning

on being down here for, Lily?

I'm alright with my dose,

I just... I just want a repeat.

I'll issue a repeat for now,

but if you were my patient,

I'd want your levels checked

and a look at newer treatments.

I'm surprised you've been on these

for so long.

Er, maybe cos they work.

Hello?

Hello. This is Mr Morris

regarding your missing brother Mikey.

I have some addresses that might fit

for a Sylvia Smith in London.

- I'll send them to you now.

- OK.

Best of luck.

Hiya.

- Erm, does Sylvia Smith live here?

- Sorry, who'?

- Blonde hair.

- No.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Waiting for the fit to come,

for my spirit to rip itself out of me

and send me back to that moment

when I couldn't walk, but I could fly.

That 'time Mam chucked me

down the stairs,

repeating like a stuck record

over and over.

Oh, hello.

Erm, I'm looking for Sylvia Smith.

Does she live here?

Simon.

Hiya. I'm looking for Sylvia Smith.

I'm Mikey's sister, Lily O'Connor.

No Sylvia here.

She would have been up north

like four or five years ago.

Hon, you deaf? What am I telling you?

Or maybe she lived here before you'?

Sorry, I can't help.

Our mom's died. I need to find Mikey.

Give us five minutes.

Look, I'm not here to kick off. Please.

Look, I just saw him the once.

He came to the house

and we had a few choice words.

That was it.

- Haven't you talked to your Barry'?

- Why?

You obviously haven't, then.

The kid that answered the door...

It's Mikey's son, innit?

None of your business.

It's Barry you wanna be talking to,

not me.

Barry'? You're saying Barry, yeah?

Barry was the last one who saw Mikey.

You heard me, darling, now get lost.

Surely Mikey would have

wanted to keep in touch.

He must know he's got a son.

You mess with my family and you'll

wish you'd never been born.

If I knew, I'd tell you. I really would.

I can't catch my...

I can't catch my...

You OK?

Can I give you a lift

back somewhere? Call someone?

Eighth floor.

Mikey...

Seep, thin as paper.

A gap like a pillow in my memory.

Hiya, this is room 5-1-5.

I was just wondering,

what day is it, please?

- It's Wednesday, madam.

- F***.

Anything else I can help you with?

No, I... I just lost two days,

that's all.

Chop it UP-

Chop it out of my fife.

All these outtakes.

What would they look like

if you put them all together?

Hello?

- Is that Mel?

- Yes, speaking.

Erm, I found your number

in my bag. I have epilepsy.

Sorry, but I... I just

don't really know who you are.

Oh, is that Lily? Are you OK?

Yeah, fine, thanks.

Oh, it's lust that

I was worried about you.

Why?

I was coming out of the tube

on my way home from work

and you were just lying there.

I wanted to cal! An ambulance but...

- But I kicked off?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sorry, it's just what I do.

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