"(FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS)" "Looking good, Pat." "I don't know who you're putting on a show for." "Not you." "I half expected to find a cowboy-builder-shaped dent in the sofa this morning." "What?" "Thought you'd done a runner an' all." "I told you." "Besides, where would I run?" "I can't even afford a bus ticket." "Yeah." "At least you've not lost...65 grand, like Jason." "Have you told her?" "No?" "Jason?" "Cos don't think I'm gonna do it." "You got us into this mess, Stanley." "Good idea." "I will." "Thank you." "Robert at the Bistro, about the reception." "Oh, right." "Can I help with anything?" "Well, yes, you can, actually." "Do you have a favourite canape?" "Ooh, favourite canape..." "I want to make sure everything is right, just the way you want it." "Oh, I do like a vol-au-vent." "Vol-au-vent." "Vol-au-vent." "Mind you, they can be a bit insipid." "Not much flavour." "Right." "I thought you were feeling better." "He let me down." "It always happens." "I get my hopes up and they get smashed to the ground." "You were runner-up in a very prestigious competition." "They promised me Peter." "And I believed them." "If they'd said it was gonna be someone like..." "Ed Sheeran, someone like that," "I wouldn't have been bothered, but this is Peter Andre, a genuine superstar." "You won an award." "It's not that...  (MOBILE RINGTONE) ..it's the broken promises." "Yeah?" "You can do it?" "Oh, that's great." "Er, change." "Oh, yeah." "Cheers." "You all right, love?" "Morning." "Eugh, you stink of booze." "Yeah." "Not one of my best decisions - whisky for breakfast." "Yep." "I wouldn't be surprised if Gail's doing the same thing." "I still don't understand why Michael would break into the site office." "Well, he was a burglar, Mum." "If you two know anything, now would be a good time to tell me." "Come on, love." "You know what he was like." "He'd get a bee in his bonnet, he'd go..." "You know." "Did he know something I didn't?" "No." "Right, well, I've got to go over and see Gail." "You don't have to go." "Let me make you some breakfast." "Like I can eat at this time." "No." "I'll check on Gail." "OK." "See you in a bit, love." "So, what happened there?" "You saw her." "She's upset about Michael." "So, one bit of bad news at a time, yeah?" "I'll tell her." "The thing I don't get is... ..how you let Vinny shaft you?" "That's easy." "I trusted him." "Schoolboy error." "Jason trusted you." "My mum trusted you." "We've all lost everything.  (KNOCK AT DOOR)" "I'll get it." "Morning." "MAN:" "We're here to see Patrick Phelan." "Is he home?" "Yeah." "You'd better come in." "They want to talk to you." "OK." "Sit down, I've been expecting you." "Sneaking out?" "No." "Fancied a walk." "Listen, Daniel, Dad loves having you here, but why don't you sleep at home, eh?" "You can come and visit any time you like." "Did he ask you to say this?" "No, but as you can see we are" "  I'm sure if he wanted me to go, he'd say something." "I used to get this bobbly rash here on my neck after shaving, but this stuff is amazing." "It's like soothing but not greasy and my skin feels smoother." "It's moisturiser." "It's an aftershave cooling balm." "Just another word for moisturiser." "Excuse me." "Do you work here?" "Yeah, but we're not open today." "I'm cancelling some appointments." "But if you want to make an appointment for later in the week..." "Yeah." "Can I come in?" "Yeah." "That's where we keep the appointment book." "You didn't see her?" "See what?" "Tracy Barlow staring at us with some proper weird look in her eye." "She was staring at me." "Oh, aye, yeah." "And why would she be staring at you?" "No?" "No!" "Right, tell me everything." "I mean everything" "Have you worked here long?" "Seems like forever." "Has it changed much?" "Changed how?" "I don't know." "It looks like it's been like this for a long time." "Yeah, well, we haven't had any complaints." "I can fit you in next Friday, if you want." "Do you remember who owned it before you?" "My gran owns it, not me." "What's she called?" "What?" "Have these chairs always been here?" "Yeah." "Look, I've got stuff to do." "Do you want an appointment or not?" "No, I think I'm fine." "Well, don't worry about wasting my time or owt(!" ")" "Sorry." "(SIGHS) There you go." "Oh." "Thanks, love." "Sorry, Andy." "Do you want one?" "No, no." "I'm fine." "It's such a shock." "Look, are they sure it was a heart attack?" "Er... that's what it's looking like." "We did what we could to encourage him to have a healthier lifestyle." "W... what I don't understand is, why was he at the building site?" "I mean, what was he doing there?" "Mum, just don't think about it because it's just going to upset you again." "(DOORBELL) I'll get that." "What about Pat?" "What about him?" "Well, would he know why he was there?" "Afraid not." "Are you sure?" "I asked him earlier." "He's got no idea." "I think I might be able to shed a bit of light on that." "What?" "Why Michael was at the building site." "It was because I sent him." "So you've no idea why Mr Rodwell was visiting the site?" "None at all." "Maybe I can help." "We have a statement from Anna Windass that you were in her flat the night Mr Rodwell died and you left for the site intending to do him harm." "Anna Windass." "Anna Windass. (CHUCKLES)" "You ask anyone around here what Anna Windass thinks of me." "I won't bore you with the history but she's had it in for me from day one, so..." "What I can say with absolute certainty is when I left the site, there was no sign of a break-in and there was no sign of Michael Rodwell." "Maybe you can help us with something else." "I will, if I can." "Vincent Ashford, your business partner." "We'd like to talk to him but... so far we haven't been able to contact him." "You're not the only one who'd like to talk to Vincent Ashford." "If I could get my hands on him... you'd have another dead body to investigate." "Excuse me?" "Well, I'm not entirely sure of the details but, from what I can gather, he's emptied our bank accounts and left the country, leaving yours truly to carry the can." "You know what the real tragedy is here?" "I think Michael was onto his little plan." "Frankly, I wish I'd have listened to him." "So, you can see," "I'd be quite keen to talk to Vincent Ashford myself." "Well, as soon as we found out that development was a scam, we knew we had to do something." "A scam?" "There is no scam." "Really?" "Because when Faye accidentally picked up Pat's phone there was a voicemail on it from Vinny, laughing about decorating the interiors." "He was laughing because there weren't going to be any interiors because there wasn't going to be any flats." "What?" "!" "Michael told me he thought it was dodgy." "And I heard him telling Pat he was worried about Michael sniffing around." "You've always had it in for Pat." "Can you not give it a rest out of respect?" "You discussed all this with Michael?" "So, why didn't you say anything sooner?" "We needed proof." "I just want to know the truth." "Michael... he went to the site because he was determined to prove that the whole thing was a con." "Oh, please, Anna." "Michael went to the site to try and get some evidence." "What evidence?" "I don't know." "Erm, paperwork, contracts." "Anything." "We knew no-one would believe us unless we had proof." "But you didn't get any proof." "Only because Vinny and Phelan must've found out what Michael was doing and stopped him." "What do you mean 'stopped him'?" "That is a ridiculous accusation." "Is it?" "I know what that man is capable of." "She is a vindictive woman." "She is living in cloud-cuckoo-land!" "Michael died of a heart attack." "Yeah, but who was with him, Gail?" "Who helped bring it on?" "You." "That's who." "You put a load of daft ideas in his head." "You sent him there." "You put him under that stress." "You pushed and pushed with a string of lies." "If anyone's got  Michael's blood on their hands it's you." "OK, can both of you just stop it now, please?" "Sorry, Gail." "Mr Phelan, thanks for your time." "Thank you." "Thanks." "There we are, love." "Do you know, I've had a nightmare." "I've had three council meetings this week and I've been asked to be a school governor at Weathy High." "My, you've come a long way, Sally" "Haven't we all?" "Oh, yeah." "I remember nicking sweets from here." "Now I'm buying them for my own son." "(LAUGHTER)  £2.50, love." "Thanks, Rita." "Thank you." "See you." "See you." "Ta-ra, love." "Oh, er, just a paper then, Rita." "Thanks." "How's your dad?" "He's doing great, thanks." "Getting better all the time." "Ta." "Tell him we're still thinking about him." "I will." "See you." "Bye." "See you." "Morning." "All right?" "I'll have a bag of them cola cubes, please, Rita." "Our Si loves 'em." "Do you know, it's nice to know children still enjoy the old-fashioned sweets." "In moderation, of course." "Yeah, and as long we pay for 'em, eh?" "Thanks." "Thank you." "There you go, love." "Nice cup of tea." "What did the police say?" "It was just routine." "Routine?" "Yeah." "OK." "How's Gail?" "Grieving." "Tying herself in knots trying to work out what Michael was doing at the site office." "(SIGHS)" "Sure you don't know?" "Yes, I'm sure." "Just that when Anna turned up, she reckoned she had all the answers." "Apparently, Michael and Anna were absolutely sure that the whole development was just one big scam." "Why would she think that?" "Any ideas?" "Because it's true." "I was going on about nicking sweets as a kid." "I don't get the joke." "Am I missing something?" "You know Peter." "Yeah, only too well." "Oh, he was just messing about." "Ignore him." "I  try to." "But every time I turn round he's in my face  I know." "I'd love it if he went back to Portsmouth but that's not gonna happen any time soon." "So we should just get used to him being around." "See you in a bit. (SIGHS)" "I trusted you with my son's money." "And everything would've been fine except for Vinny." "Anna claimed she heard a voicemail on your phone with Vinny saying there weren't going to be any flats." "On my phone?" "My phone?" "If that were true, you think she'd do something about it." "She's making it up." "She hates me." "Michael hated me and Vinny shafted me." "I'm a victim here." "No, Jason's the real victim." "Where is Vinny?" "If I knew I wouldn't be here." "So it's gone?" "All of it?" "He's emptied the accounts." "Well, wh" "  Left us with nothing." "What about the police?" "I told them the whole story." "They're looking for Vinny but... ..I wouldn't hold your breath." "This was the best chance that Jason had of a decent future." "Something real he could come home for." "That was his hope!" "That was my hope that he would have something good!" "Love," "I will do everything...everything that I can." "You have lost Jason's money!" "This was my fault." "I know." "Jason won't blame you." "Really(?" ")" "Well, he should blame me... for being so stupid to listen to your promises." "No risk." "We'll make a killing." "Please tell me that you had nothing to do with Michael's death." "Love, I swear" " No way." "Mum, you have to believe me." "I don't know what to believe!" "Anna was right." "No, love." "I want you to get out." "Love, this is" " I said get out!" "(TEXT ALERT)" "Your phone beeped." "So what?" "It's probably just some stupid plan offering me a million squigabytes of data if I sign up now." "What's this?" "Someone's having me on here." "What?" "I've only gone and got a text from Peter Andre." "No way?" "How did he get your number?" "Exactly." "Oh, maybe the people from the Good Samaritan Awards give it him." "Oh." "What's he say?" "He says, "Sorry I missed your big night." "Big love and congrats." "Love Peter."" "That sounds just like him." "I..." "I don't believe it." "(POP MUSIC PLAYS)" "Is that...?" "What?" "# PETER ANDRE:" "Mysterious Girl" "(SHRIEKS)" "# Oh oh # Girl, I wanna be with you" "# Oh oh  # I wanna spend the night with you... #" "Hang on." "He's not Peter Andre." "Allow me to introduce Pedro Andre, the best Peter Andre lookalike in the Northwest." "'Ow do?" "(LAUGHS)" "Have you organised this?" "I thought you needed a bit of cheering up." "Oh, right." "Don't kiss me, kiss him." "I'll take some photos for you." "Come here, you." "Make sure it looks like the real deal." "Not on the lips." "Where do you want me to kiss you then?" "You never said nothing about kissing." "I think you've put a smile on her face." "Is that...?" "It can't be." "I think it is." "(SIGHS)" "Has he gone?" "(DISTANT CLATTERING)" "He's packing a bag." "I'm sorry." "For once, I don't think you were the major player." "Am I wrong?" "Todd, what were you doing?" "We had no idea what Vinny was up to, Mum." "I sure know how to pick 'em, don't I?" "How am I gonna tell Jason?" "How am I gonna hold my head up high... when all the people who've been ripped off start banging on my door?" "He was just sitting there, staring at the salon." "Maybe he wanted a haircut." "That's the thing." "He said he wants a haircut." "So we go inside and he's just looking around, totally spaced out." "Is that Daniel?" "Is that his name?" "Ken's son." "His mum, Denise, she used to work in the salon." "My mum worked in the cafe." "You don't see me outside taking pictures." "(LAUGHTER)" "Honestly." "The guy's a weirdo." "And I know weird." "No-one's gonna argue with that." "He's got some serious issues." "Well, his mum abandoned him as a baby so it's no surprise." "No surprise what?" "Or do you only like talking about people behind their backs?" "You are small people with small minds." "OK, look, I think we've got off on the wrong foot." "Why don't I buy you a drink and we start again?" "I don't want a drink with you." "Why would I?" "You're pathetic, all of you!" "Well, that's not fair." "Yeah, that's enough now." "What's your problem?" "All right, David." "Yes." "Very nice." "Could you do a more robust filling?" "These are rather bland." "Bland?" "Mm." "Cathy likes strong flavours." "Strong cheeses, spicy food." "Spicy." "Er..." "Yeah, yeah, I can do spicy." "I want to make sure she gets exactly what she wants." "This is her wedding." "Yeah, well, it's your wedding too, Roy." "Oh, yes, indeed." "But I am organising this for my fiancee, so I don't want any skimping." "Whatever it costs, this has to be her perfect day." "Oh, hey, Rita." "Can I help you?" "Ooh, sorry." "Can you change this tenner,  please?" "We've run out of 50ps." "No problem." "Cathy is a very lucky lady." "I didn't start it." "You really need to keep a lid on that temper." "I'm sorry." "Look, it's fine." "There's no harm done." "What's going on?" "Nothing." "Have you chucked him out of the pub?" "What's he done?" "Well, he got a little bit upset." "Look, I didn't mean what I said." "I think he's a bit...sensitive." "Whoa, whoa." "Hey." "What are you doing?" "Your mam's thrown me out." "No." "You're not leaving now." "What do you care, Todd?" "You're leaving me with a whole lot of mess." "There's a lot of angry people out here." "Not me." "Vinny." "You know the truth." "So do you." "Listen, I would quite happily batter Vinny to death right here." "But I can't because he's gone." "It's over." "The fat lady has sung." "So you're just gonna leave me to deal with the flak on my own, yeah?" "You might want to think about packing a bag yourself." "subtitles by Deluxe"