[upbeat music] [suspenseful music] -[alarm ringing] -[dramatic music] -Get outta the way!

-Out the way!

Come on, Tina!

[glass tinkling] Come on!

-[liquid whooshing] -[suspenseful music] Andrew!

You'll be all right.

You'll be all right.

I've called for an ambulance.

[dramatic music] [woman panting] [suspenseful music] [people chattering] So if you could draw attention to our poster.

Our poster that we sent.

No matter, no.

And can we fix the time anyway?

Yep, do mind putting that somewhere else.

No, no, not you.

Sorry.

Sorry, Mr. Guthrie.

I look forward to it.

That's enough for now, sweetheart.

Look, be a good girl will you and run along and make some coffee?

-Stay where you are.

-[phone ringing] I'll give Lisa some work.

Doing what?

Some typing maybe or some flower arranging.

Nothing too demanding.

She is only a girl.

Are you listening to this?

Because that is the kind of stuff men are up against now.

We have to watch every word we say.

I don't mind making the coffee.

That's not the point.

[spray hissing] Do you mind telling me what's going on?

Sorry.

This is Detective Inspector Crabbe.

This is Ben.

This is Lisa.

Pupils at Barstock Comprehensive.

They're here to get some work experience.

Part of Mr. Fisher's youth initiative.

You mean he was serious about that?

[suspenseful music] -[traffic whooshing] -[suspenseful music] -[knuckle tapping] -[suspenseful music] Bloody kids.

In my day, it was seen and not heard.

Now the whole world has to sit up and take notice of the little... Have you seen this?

Yeah.

I heard about that stuff.

Ruddy surveys.

Waste of public money.

[Henry] I thought you commissioned that one.

Yeah, well, with all this publicity lately about teenage crime.

I had to do something.

That off license job was done by children, wasn't it?

Listen to this.

74% don't trust us.

Under 15% would come to us for help.

And 87% think we're corrupt.

Are you moving forward on that one, sir?

Corrupt.

I was supposed to get a look at those figures before they went into print.

May I ask what you're doing about it?

Well, I've launched this youth initiative.

I've got Morton going around the schools and Guthrie doing the youth clubs and community centers.

Giving talks.

No, I meant about the off license job, sir.

Oh, that.

Yes, well.

I've got the usual team of investigators working on it.

What's in that bag?

Muffins.

[Freddy] They got raisins in?

-No.

-Good.

I could murder a couple with my coffee.

[bag rustles] -[chickens clucking] -[traffic whooshing] Oi!

What do you think you're doing?

It's stuck!

If I keep a hold of it, you just take the foot out of the wire.

[Gary] What are you doing around here?

-Are you the owner?

-[chickens clucking] Hi, Sally.

Did Gary order that cheese?

[Sally] Dunno.

[Henry] Well, where is he now?

He disappeared outside.

Ah.

Come on.

[Henry] What's going on?

I came out to empty the bins and found him at the henhouse.

Careful.

It's got a little tear just above the claw.

[chickens clucking] Oh yeah.

Well, what are you doing annoying my hens?

Oh, I wasn't.

I came around the front, but there was no reply so I came in the back and that's when I heard it squawking.

Hm.

So what was it you wanted?

I was looking for the owner.

-[Henry] What for?

-Wanted to ask about some work.

Shouldn't you be at school?

Oh, are you with the school?

This work experience thing.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, I'm afraid we haven't got any room.

I won't be in the way.

Cooking's my best subject.

I'm good in the kitchen.

Well, I suppose Gary could always show you how to- The dining room's starting to fill up.

Anyone interested in serving lunch?

Yes.

Gary's just coming.

[Gary sighs] [birds chirping] Please, mister, I'll work dead hard.

I promise.

What's your name?

Nicky.

All right, have you got anything for me to sign?

You know, from the school.

I'll bring it tomorrow.

-[chickens clucking] -If there is a tomorrow.

[peaceful music] [knife tapping] You're not coming to join us, Nicky?

Yes, come and have some of Gary's cheesecake.

Don't be shy.

Come sit next to me.

I think you did really way today, chucked in at the deep end, didn't he?

Yeah, he did all right.

[Sally] Well, I think he was brill.

Well, he's only work experience so don't get too attached.

-This better than school then?

-Yeah.

What year are you in?

I'm in third.

I mean, the fourth.

Sorry.

I just joined the fourth year.

And have you got a girlfriend?

I bet you have, good-looking boy like you.

I bet you've got them queuing up.

Oh, look at him.

He's blushing, bless him.

-You suit red.

-[Gary] Oh, leave it out, Sally.

Well, I think it's sweet.

A lot of girls go for the bashful type, especially with eyes like those.

I'm gonna make some caramelized oranges.

Come watch if you like, Nicky.

Oh yeah.

Nicky, shouldn't you be keeping an eye on the time?

What for?

Well, we're only supposed to keep you during school hours, aren't we?

Well, if it's all right with you, Mr. Crabbe, -I'd rather work on.

-Okay.

Where do you live?

I mean, do you need to catch a school bus home or anything?

Well, no, it's okay.

I'll walk.

Fine.

[traffic whooshing] A man was badly injured when a group of thugs held up an off license.

Thugs, like it.

Andrew Price, the owner's son, decided to have a go and was viciously attacked.

The police appeal to anyone with information to come forward.

Give me that.

[upbeat rock music] Well, I could talk all day about this job.

But I want to know what you think.

Well, that's why I'm here.

So is there anything you want to say?

Is there anything you want to ask me?

Anything at all?

Yes?

Is that your own hair or have you got an extension?

[kids laughing] Well, I meant... [bell rings] Klingons.

They're the ones that do that thing, aren't they?

What is it again?

Not, hat's live long and prosper.

That's the Vulcans.

You know, like Spock.

Oh, right, yeah.

What's that you're putting in?

This is port and red wine.

-Here, you stir.

-Okay.

Klingons are the ones with the weird ridges in their forehead.

Oh yeah.

I know them.

Yeah.

Now, pour it over the venison and make sure it's well coated, both sides.

Right, okay.

Good.

There.

What now?

Well, now we leave it to marinate for two days and we have to turn it and baste it least twice a day.

Did you always wanna be a chef?

Yeah.

I suppose you did.

Where were you before you came here?

You know, different places.

Good Lord, look at the time.

I forgot all about you, Nicky.

-You should be home.

-Oh no.

I'm okay, chef.

But it's late.

I'll give you a lift if you want.

Well, no, it's okay.

I'll run.

I like running at night, honest.

All right, but first come with me.

Okay.

Goodnight, Gary.

Yeah, see you, Nick.

Now not too many at one time, Sally.

[till dings] [bills rustling] Now that's for your work tonight.

Oh, there's no need to... Go on.

Take it.

You've earned it.

Thank you very much, Mr. Crabbe.

[glass tinkles] I knew it, I knew it.

[suspenseful music] [footsteps pattering] Straight up.

Done a stretch he has.

In the nick.

He gets out and he waltzes straight into a job.

I mean, talk about landing on your feet.

So, Nicky, that short for Nicholas or what?

Yeah, yeah, Nicholas.

There's no peppers.

You never ordered any.

Yes we did.

And where's the aubergine.

I'll bring them around later.

I need that stuff now, Henderson.

I'm running late as it is.

I've got still half a dozen deliveries to do.

Well you'd better hurry up then, hadn't you?

I'll tell you what I could use.

I'd love a pair of hands.

-[upbeat music] -[traffic whooshing] I mean, time was when being inside was what you might call retribution.

You know, punishment for your crimes against society.

Not these days.

Oh no.

Now it's all Open University and counseling and well, you name it.

All right for some, eh?

[upbeat music] [suspenseful music] Flour.

Do you know there's no Klingon words for food?

Really?

No, they're so disgusting that nobody's ever eaten with them.

Put it in there and prick all over the bottom with a fork.

Right.

Did you know there's no Klingon words for hello or goodbye?

And why is that then?

I think it's because they don't basically care enough about each other.

So what do they then?

They say things like, what's your business here?

Here we are then.

We'll just leave that one for the moment, Nicky.

I wanna show you how to gut a fish.

[Gary] Oh, it's all right, chef.

I'll show him once we've done this.

No, I don't mind.

It's all right.

I know how to do it.

Watch.

Now you need a sharp knife.

No, it's all right.

Hold on.

Now, you take the fish by the head and you put the knife in here and you cut up the middle of the underside.

And then you take out the intestines.

-Cookery class?

-No, my dad taught me.

[Henry] Oh yeah?

Every chance he could, he'd take us fishing down by the mill.

It was magic.

Just us two.

I suppose he must've talked, but you know what I remember most, just being quiet with my dad.

I don't think I've finished emptying out the dishwasher.

I was thinking we could do that haddock, poached with some melted butter and chopped herbs.

Chervil.

Tarragon, maybe?

Chives?

Or dill.

Parsley, maybe.

[Gary] Or a salsa verde.

[Henry] Oh no.

Afternoon, everyone.

[pans clattering] Nicky, you all right?

Yeah, thanks.

Good afternoon, sir.

Just passing.

Wondered if you'd seen this?

[Henry] Oh, very good, sir.

I've decided to run an essay competition for the schools on the police today.

What do you think?

Oh yes, absolutely, sir.

I know it's not the answer, Crabbe.

It's a step in the right direction.

An attempt at breaking down barriers.

We're reaching out.

And if through this, we can make a difference to just one young life, well, I'd feel.

Well, I'd feel... That's how you'd like to be remembered?

Well, yes.

Who told you that?

Well, that's what it says just... As far as I'm concerned, this youth initiative has been a great success.

Guthrie and Morton are doing an excellent job.

[glass tinkling] [metal clatters] [Mez] Oi!

Come on.

[footsteps thudding] [suspenseful music] [chickens clucking] Hey wait, what's all this?

[chickens clucking] [Nicky] Sorry, Mr. Crabbe.

You been here all night?

No.

Yeah, well, I must have.

See, the thing is is that I went to my house and my mum had locked me out.

So I thought might as well come in here and... Why didn't you knock?

You could have come inside.

[Nicky] It won't happen again, Mr. Crabbe.

Well, has it happened before?

Is everything all right at home, Nicky?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, you're hardly ever away from this place, as if you haven't got a home to go to.

Everything's all right, Mr. Crabbe.

Good.

Well, all right, then.

Go and call your mother.

What for?

Because she'll be worried about you.

She'll be glad to know you're all right.

I'll do it now.

[chickens clucking] Oh, Nicky, I haven't forgotten about that form.

Yes, Mr. Crabbe.

-[birds chirping] -[chickens clucking] [people murmuring] Why is everything so quiet?

Look around.

No kids.

Oh, right.

Well, where are they?

[Morton] They've gone.

Yes, gone where?

Back to school.

What, all of them?

[Morton] It was only for a week.

-Are you sure?

-[phone rings] Do you think we did one scrap of good?

I mean let's face it.

Kids hate us.

It's traditional, like spots and mood swings.

[Henry grunts] Barstock Comprehensive, wasn't it?

[Morton] Is there a problem, sir?

[buttons clicking] Oh, hello.

Can I speak to the headmaster please?

Sorry?

Oh, the head teacher.

[suspenseful music] Can I help you?

Maybe you can.

I was wondering if there was a McDonald's around here.

Oh yeah.

If you go back up to the street, take your first on the left and...

Very funny.

Go on, scram!

[suspenseful music] [chickens clucking] Hello, sunshine.

Are you absolutely sure?

Right.

Yeah.

You know, you've been a very great help.

Indeed.

Yes.

And thank you very much.

Bye.

I don't understand it.

He was here earlier.

You sure he's not upstairs?

Yeah.

Why, is something wrong?

No, I just wanted to talk to him, that's all.

He can't be far away.

I was gonna show him how to make mayonnaise later.

No sign?

Tell me you banked last night's takings?

Oh no.

Why?

[Sally] Because they're not in the drawer, that's why.

Now, hold on.

Surely you don't think Nicky's done- You mean Nicky's done a runner with the money?

Well, it is possible.

God, and he looked as if butter wouldn't melt.

Toad!

[Gary] Oh, that's right.

Stick the boot in.

Well, what else could have happened?

Anything.

There was a girl hanging around here earlier.

It could have been her.

It could have been one of us.

Well, it wasn't me.

You don't honestly think Nicky's done this, do you?

Well, I telephoned round all the schools this morning.

None of them remembered sending a boy here on placement.

So he's been lying to us.

Well, you could at least ask him about it before jumping to conclusions.

Yes, exactly.

So where is he, Gary?

[water whooshing] -[suspenseful music] -[chickens clucking] Hold on.

You want me to go around the schools, asking about a kid who may or may not be a pupil there, who may or may not be called Nicky?

Yeah.

Well, I'm pretty sure his name is Nicky because he's very comfortable with it.

And besides, I found this, which has got his initial scratched on the side.

See?

N.B.

So that'll probably help a bit.

Plus, he's very interested in cookery.

Oh, great.

And, well, you've already got the description.

I was hoping I wouldn't have to set foot in another school for a long, long time.

And excellent response to my essay competition.

Over 200 entries.

I want a short report on each one and the five best on my desk so I can pick the winner.

On the other hand, if duty calls.

[people murmuring] There must be something about this cooking thing.

Seems to attract a certain criminal type.

That they stand over the stove, working away on their own, but maybe that's the time they're working That's a fascinating theory.

Did you think that one up all by yourself?

Do you see how they took to each other straight off?

Like kindred spirits.

Like attracts like sort of thing.

You don't think... Maybe they're in this together.

It wouldn't surprise me.

What wouldn't surprise you?

Nothing.

It's not important.

Just it wouldn't surprise me if I had to soak this tray all night to get the grime off.

Ignore him.

What's he been saying?

Exactly what you'd expect him to say.

Nicky took us all in, Gary, not just you.

-[bell ringing] -[suspenseful music] -[kids chattering] -[suspenseful music] Oi, Jane!

-My mate fancies you.

-Shut up.

[suspenseful music] Now, I think you'll recognize the next one.

It's one of my favorites.

It's by Edward Elgar.

[peaceful music] It's amazing.

Yes, it is.

It's rather wonderful, isn't it?

No, I meant you talking to your hens.

But don't worry.

I won't tell anybody.

I think they find the music rather soothing, really.

And I've got this theory that a happy hen lays a better egg.

Do you want this information or not?

Yes, but not in front of the children.

-Come on.

-[peaceful music] [door creaks] Nicholas Banks.

Ah, Banks.

Good.

'Til recently, he was a pupil at Millbank Comprehensive.

He left in the fifth year.

So that makes him, what?

-16, 17.

-Yeah.

Seems he was a quiet, hard-working lad.

Showed a lot of promise.

Then a couple of years ago, his work took a nose dive.

The only class he made any effort in was cookery.

[birds chirping] Any reason for the change?

None that I could find.

There were some reports of bunking off.

Did you get an address?

[Morton] I'll go if you like.

No, that's all right.

I go myself.

[suspenseful music] [bell rings] -Yes?

-Mrs. Banks?

And you are?

Henry Crabbe.

I believe your son's working for me.

-Oh, the restaurant!

-That's right.

May I come in?

-Yes, of course.

-Thank you.

[suspenseful music] So when do you expect him back?

Well, I'm not expecting him back.

He's up north.

Working?

Yes.

Not for me.

My restaurant isn't 10 miles from here.

Oh, how strange.

Well, I must have got it wrong.

And he led me to believe that he was staying here with you.

How would you explain that?

Well, I wouldn't.

I mean, it's typical Nicky.

You never know where you are with him.

So you've no idea where he is now?

Why don't you ask him yourself?

I'd like to, but I can't.

He's left.

Quite abruptly, it appears.

That's why I thought you might know where he'd be.

I'm sorry.

I don't.

You've no idea at all.

I told you, I don't know.

I mean, can you think of a friend's house he might be staying at?

Or with a relative, perhaps?

Look, I care about Nicky, but I don't keep tabs on him.

He is over 16.

Oh, how lovely.

Twins?

Yes.

Now I really need to get on, so if you don't mind.

Well I'm afraid it's not quite that simple.

You see, Nicky has stolen money from me.

-What?

-I can hardly believe it myself, but money has disappeared from the till.

Nicky's vanished without trace, and now I find he's been lying.

How dare you?

How dare you come in here and...

This has got nothing to do with me.

He is your son.

I want you to leave now, before I call the police.

I think I can help you there.

Detective Inspector Crabbe at Barstock CID.

But don't worry, I'm not making this inquiry official.

Yet.

Now, can we start again?

I really don't know where he is.

When was the last time you saw him?

Oh.

A week ago last Friday.

Yes, that's right.

I was at a ballet rehearsal with the girls.

And then when I got back, there was a note.

What time was this?

Ooh, sometime after nine.

And it said that he'd gone to look for some work and well, then a few days later, he phoned to say that he'd found a job up north.

And then since then nothing?

Look, it really would be better if my husband didn't know about any of this.

Now's a very busy time for him.

Well, don't you think his father has a right to know?

Oh, he's not Nicky's father.

No, his father's dead.

Oh, I see.

We divorced when Nicky was five and he stayed with his dad.

And then, when he died a couple of years ago, well, Nicky had to come and live with us.

And by that time, of course, I was remarried and we had the girls.

These last couple of years haven't been easy with Nicky.

Apparently there was some truancy.

Was it a problem at school?

Well, my husband went up there.

I mean he took time off his work.

And what happened?

Well, the headmaster was useless.

Frank said he wouldn't last five minutes in industry.

Anyway, well, he had a heart to heart with Nicky.

He told him that he had to stick up for himself, you know, fight his own battles.

Well, it seemed hard at the time, but it obviously worked because there were no more complaints.

There's just one last thing.

Could I see Nicky's room?

Oh, there's not much point.

And anyway, it's in a mess just now.

Please?

[peaceful music] When did you say he left again?

We needed an office.

Frank brings a lot of work home.

And anyway, it was time that he left home.

Ever since he left school, all he's done is hang around the house all day.

He's out every night.

I don't know who he's with, when he'll be back.

Oh, week ago on Friday.

Don't you think it's strange that he left so suddenly?

I've done everything I can for Nicky.

It's time he left home.

[Henry sighs] Here's my card.

Perhaps you could give me a call if you hear from him?

Could I have your phone number so I can let you know if I find him?

I'll give you my mobile number.

I suppose, technically, in order to be missing, you've got to be missed by someone.

So what?

He lied to you.

He stole from you.

No.

No.

He didn't come to Pie to steal.

Believe me, I've seen enough young thieves in my time to know.

And he wasn't one.

Yes, he was in trouble.

And the one place he couldn't go back to was that house.

[phone ringing] He came to Pie in order to hide.

Oh, let it go.

You've seen the last of that money.

Hang on.

Something happened.

[suspenseful music] Something happened that Friday night.

Something important.

Frightened him.

So he rushed home.

And then he left quickly before his family came back.

Now, we know he hasn't got any transport, so it must have been fairly local.

And you want me to check out all major incidents involving teenagers on that night?

[suspenseful music] -No, just one.

-[suspenseful music] Find out what the latest is on the off license job.

-[copier whirring] -[suspenseful music] I was just about to start making the choux pastry, chef.

It's all right, Gary.

Won't take a minute.

Have a seat.

Now, you remember that day when Nicky left?

You said there was a girl hanging around outside the front of the restaurant.

Oh yeah.

Well, how well do you remember her?

Would you recognize her again if you saw her?

Yeah.

Good.

Is that her?

Yeah, that's her.

You sure?

Mm.

Why, what's she done?

Have you picked her up for something?

Not just yet.

You carry on with those profiteroles.

I'll deal with this.

-He's still in hospital.

-[bottles clanking] Whatever those monsters did to his back, he'll not walk again, that's for sure.

[footsteps clacking] Mrs. Beaton, can you tell me what you remember about that night?

I've already been through it all with the police.

I know.

I know.

And I really am sorry to bother you, but it's very important.

17 years I've worked here.

Known Andrew since he was that high.

I used to babysit for him.

I was on the till.

They burst in, six, seven of them.

One of them dragged his arm all the way along a shelf, smashed all the bottles.

The big one, he grabbed a bottle, smashed it against the counter and held it against my face.

Told me to put the money in a carrier bag.

I couldn't do it.

My hands were shaking too much.

They called me a... That was when Andrew...

It all happened so fast.

He must've grabbed him from behind, 'cause the next thing they're all on the floor and they're kicking at him, kicking and kicking.

And that girl, she's yelling, screaming, get him, get him!

I can still hear her.

That's terrible.

Must have been terrible.

I'm sorry but can you remember, it's very important, if one of them was particularly smaller or younger than all the rest of them?

I can't remember.

As I said, it all happened so fast.

[traffic whooshing] 17 years I've worked here.

[suspenseful music] Everything all right here?

Yes, chef.

Nothing better than freshly-caught trout.

[suspenseful music] [kids chattering] ♪ I can sing the rainbow ♪ -♪ Sing the rainbow ♪ -[phone ringing] -♪ Sing the rainbow ♪ -Hello?

[Henry] Henry Crabbe here.

I said I'd let you know if he got in touch.

No, please don't hang up.

I just wanted to ask you one thing.

[Nicky's Mum] What?

Do you know where Nicky's father took him fishing?

-[suspenseful music] -[birds chirping] -Mr. Crabbe!

-Hello, Nicky.

I thought you might be hungry.

-[water whooshing] -[peaceful music] And they sort of looked after me.

It was okay at first.

I was in with Mez's gang, me.

I used to be scared to walk down the street on my own 'cause of guys like them.

And there I was, in with them.

I suppose I felt... [water whooshing] I suppose I felt... What, strong?

For a bit.

But once you're in with Mez, there's no way back out.

You know the sort of stuff.

Hanging around, shoplifting, perhaps a bit of joy riding.

Then he took up with this girl, Tina.

That's when it all got really scary.

She's evil.

Always egging him on.

Always making him do things.

Until one night it got really out of hand.

What night was that then?

I didn't mean to take your money, Mr. Crabbe.

She made me do it.

She said she'd burn down the hen house if I grassed her up.

And she would.

She's evil, I told you that.

I'm not talking about the money or the henhouse.

Just tell me what happened that night when it all got out of hand.

[water whooshing] See, Nicky, I don't think you're bad.

You have made some bad choices.

I mean, look at you.

You can't go on living like this.

You've gotta make another choice now.

And I hope, for your sake, it's the right one.

-[suspenseful music] -[water whooshing] [gate rattles] [suspenseful music] Oi, watch it, you!

Did I just hear a voice?

Over there, did I just hear a voice?

Nah, it sounded more like a mouse squeaking or a snake in the grass.

Oh, now watch what you say about my little buddy.

My little Jiminy Cricket.

My Wee Willie Winkie.

He knows who looks after him, don't you?

Yeah.

You wouldn't shop your Uncle Mez, would you?

Me?

I'm in this up to my neck!

I was there, remember, when we did that bloke.

Yeah, but you didn't kick him, did you?

-[Nicky] Yes I did!

-I never saw you.

[Nicky] I did!

I kicked him in the back!

Liar!

You're a wimp!

Children!

[Nicky] Here, look at this, Mez.

Here you are.

-Great stuff, Nicky.

-This as well.

You're the best, mate, you know that?

It's that sweet little face of yours.

No one looks twice at you.

I've got a great idea.

You'd be perfect for it.

That sweet little face of yours.

What for?

Not now, later.

In the part.

[Thugs] Oi, oi, Nicky!

[suspenseful music] This blueberry cheesecake really isn't going very well.

Do you think we should call it fruits of the forest?

[phone rings] It's all right, Sally.

-I'll got it.

-[phone rings] [suspenseful music] [birds chirping] Right, now!

Give me a minute.

I knew it!

He's a wimp.

I'm not!

Shh, here's another one.

Remember that cute little kid look.

[suspenseful music] -Excuse me, sir.

-Yes, son.

I've lost my money.

-He's doing it.

-Yes.

I wondered if you had any spare change to get a bus home.

See what I you do.

-[suspenseful music] -Now!

[dramatic music] -[kids shouting] -[people grunting] -[siren wails] -Run, Tina, run!

-[suspenseful music] -[siren wails] [Mez grunts] [engine roaring] I'll get you for this!

Cow!

I'll get a lawyer.

I know my rights.

I'll sue.

[Morton] Relax, we'll get you to the hospital.

Ah, my leg!

Oh, my leg.

We'll get a doctor to look at your leg.

Is that all you can say?

I'm in agony!

Oh, I love the jacket.

Bad news, I'm afraid, sir.

No sign of Nicky or the girl.

Oh, nice one, Guthrie.

Yeah, well, don't blame me.

Well you had them and then you let them go.

Well at least I didn't hit them with a car!

Well, it's a good job someone stopped him.

Please.

He can't go very far.

I'm not too sure, sir.

One of the cars has been nicked.

Oh terrific.

They could be anywhere by now.

Not just anywhere.

She knows exactly where she's going.

[suspenseful music] [pan sizzling] -[suspenseful music] -[traffic whooshing] Is anyone there?

[suspenseful music] -[suspenseful music] -[gasoline whooshing] -[siren wails] -[suspenseful music] [phone rings] -[suspenseful music] -[gasoline splashing] I'll show them!

Show the lot of them.

This one's for you, Mez.

[suspenseful music] Tina.

Thank God you got away!

You grassed on us, snake You set us up!

Tina, I never.

I swear.

-You're my mates.

-Stay away from me!

-Stay back.

-Tina!

I said say back!

[suspenseful music] [people murmuring] Okay, so that's confirmed for next Friday night.

All right then, bye.

[phone rings] Hello, Pie in the Sky.

Sally, listen, it's me.

I want you to go into the restaurant, get all the diners, and tell them to leave the building immediately.

-What for?

-[Henry] Just do it.

Get out now.

[suspenseful music] I'm so sorry to disturb you all.

There's nothing to be alarmed about, but if you could all just step outside for a moment.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

[suspenseful music] I told you what I'd do if you set us up.

Tina, I didn't, I swear.

They were already onto you for the off-license job.

How do you know?

Tina, they've got your photograph as well.

I coulda got away, Tina, but I came back for you.

It's just us now, Tina.

Me and you.

We gotta stick together.

That's what Mez'd want.

[suspenseful music] I stole a police car.

Just think what we could do with it!

We could ram-raid a shop.

We could push it into the river.

Or maybe we could drive into the front of the police station.

Yeah, Mez'd like that!

Now come on, Tina, give me the matches.

[suspenseful music] Come on, Tina, please.

[suspenseful music] [Officer] Stop, police!

Stay where you are!

[Nicky groans] -[suspenseful music] -[Tina shouting] [Officer] Calm down, calm down, love.

[Morton] Come on, come on!

-[radio muttering] -[suspenseful music] You all right, Nicky?

She didn't hurt the chickens, Mr. Crabbe.

Come on.

[diners chattering] What am I supposed to tell them?

Just put a bottle of wine on every table, on the house, and say there's no extra charge for all the excitement.

-Right.

-[diners chattering] [spoon clinks] [bright orchestral music] [phone beeping] [Operator] The cellphone you are calling is switched off.

Please try again later.

[Gary] That's right, isn't it, chef?

What's that, Gary?

Well, Nicky doesn't have to worry too much, does he?

I mean, you see he's all right.

Come on, Nicky.

I have to get you down to the station.

You go in the police car.

I'll follow on.

But he's gonna be all right, isn't he?

[Henry] That's for the courts to decide.

But you owe him, chef.

This place could've got torched tonight.

I know.

And it's down to him that you caught those other folks.

And he took part in a crime that left a young man damaged for life.

Yeah, but he never meant to.

It's all right, Gary.

I think I better go.

Oh, and thanks, Mr. Crabbe, for letting me work with you.

It was really ace.

I liked him as well, you know?

They're gonna put him away, aren't they?

That's for the court to decide.

God help him if they put him inside.

They'll eat him alive, chef.

I should know.

Facing up to what he's done.

Best chance he has.

Oh yeah?

And then when he comes out, he'll have a prison record.

Who'll give him a chance then, eh?

[suspenseful music] Wind up on your own, can you?

[suspenseful music] Yes, chef.

[suspenseful music] [jaunty music] [bright music]