The Driver

Oi!

- Hello? - Hi, I'm looking for Tim McKee.

- And you are? - I'm his father.

I see.

Hey!

Hey, open the door!

I'm not going anywhere so you might as well open the door.

- He doesn't want to see you. - Have you asked him?

- We don't want any trouble... - Tim!

..but you have to respect your son's wishes.

You haven't asked him!

- We know what he wants. - How do you know? Tim!

He doesn't want to see you.

- We're a community. - No, you're a cult.

- A community. - Yeah, well, I'm his father.

- Not any more. - Don't start that crap with me, mate.

I'm looking for my son. I'm looking for Tim...

Tim has no parents, no siblings, no relations...

- Don't you start that crap with me, mate. - He's chosen his own family.

I'll tear your head off!

- I'm looking for my son. - Lower your voice, remain calm.

Don't tell me what to do, mate. All right?

- Trouble? - I'm looking for...

This is Tim's birth father. He's arrived unannounced,

I've asked him to leave. He's refusing to cooperate.

- Mr McKee? - That's right, yeah.

I'm going to explain how things work here.

I'm going to speak

and I'd like you to listen very, very, carefully.

- Do you want some as well, do you? - No, no.

- Eh? - No.

Come on. Any of you?

Hey, Tim? Get out of my way. Tim!

- Get lost! - Hey! No, wait!

Wait! Come here. Please.

I'm looking for my son.

I'm looking for Tim. Do you know where he is? Please tell me.

- Top of the house. - Thank you.

Is it this way? Thank you.

Tim? Tim?

Hey,have you seen my son?

Hey! No!

Tim! Tim!

Tim, it's me! It's your dad!

- Vince, this is a mistake. - Amanda, get out of my way.

We've made our choices, you know how we feel.

Get out of my way, Amanda.

I want to talk to my son.

I'm afraid that's not possible. We need you to leave.

I'm not going anywhere until I've talked to him. Yeah, come on.

Come on, I dare you. I'd love you to.

If violence is your language, it's no wonder your son left.

What are you scared of, eh?

That they'll reject you? They'll walk away from this sham

and never come back, is that it?

Not at all. Tim knows his own mind.

All right, then. Let me talk to him.

Five minutes, no more.

Tim, come on, it's your dad.

Open up, I want to talk to you.

Come on, mate. Come on.

It's all right, the fella said I could.

Come on, Tim, just let me know you can hear me, will you?

Tim, can you hear me?

Please, mate...

All right, I'm just going to talk and assume that you can, all right?

Tim, you're my boy, you're my son, all right?

And ever since I first saw your face,

I've loved you more than you can possibly imagine.

And I want you back, I want you home.

More than anything, we all want you home.

I know you felt isolated and you felt lost

and life didn't add up to much,

but this place you've chosen, mate, it's not real.

And you can kick out at the world, you can be angry.

You can want to change things, but just include us with it,

include your mum and your sister and me because it's tearing us apart.

We're not angry with you. I'm not angry. You know, we just...

just don't understand...

..where it all went wrong.

How did we get here, eh?

Come on, I need to see your face.

I want to see your face.

I want to make sure that you're all right.

Let me see your face.

Vince, I'm sorry.

Come on, I want you home now!

I want you home now...

I want you home now. I want you home.

Please...

Come on.

I love you.

Can you enlarge the image?

Pull down to the registration plate.

Perfect.

Hello?

- Where are you? - I'm at the hospital.

The hospital?

Yeah, Sarah's had a baby. Me and my mum are visiting.

Craig wasn't happy, he threw me out,

but I got a quick look at the baby.

- What did she have? - It's a boy.

She's had a son.

- She's calling it Fernando. - "Fernando?"

I know!

Listen, mate, I need to talk to you soon.

Do you fancy a drink?

Yeah, all right.

Just like me, you know, it was like looking at my own kid.

Got a lovely little face, gorgeous, and these little tiny hands.

I'm just sitting there, you know, making small talk,

having to pretend to be happy for them, you know,

and I'm just looking at these delicate little hands

and suddenly I realised , like a blinding flash, it hit me.

- What did? - The solution to my problem.

My Craig and Sarah problem.

Put Craig down the hole.

Don't think about it.

Craig disappears, Sarah's heartbroken, right?

She's a new mum, she can't cope.

I steam in, you know, shoulder to cry on, supportive.

I help look after little Fernando,

try and persuade her to change his name.

Before you know it, you know, I'm back where I should be,

with me feet under the table, but with a ready-made bonus...

of a lickle baby...

that coincidentally looks exactly like me.

Think about it. I mean, come on, honestly, hand on heart,

where's the flaw in that plan?

You have to kill your own brother.

The brother that shafted me, the brother that stole my life.

- He didn't steal your life. - He stole Sarah.

You were in prison for six years.

When are you going to stop obsessing about this, eh?

When are you going to realise that it's over? That she's had his baby?

I can win her back.

Will you just..?

- What's this? An intervention? - Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Thanks for the advice. I enjoyed our little chat.

Col, you're out of prison now, you've got everything ahead of you,

so stop wasting your life.

Yeah, well, you'd know about that, wouldn't you?

I've got a wife and I've got kids.

Oh,yeah? Look how happy it's made you,

so happy you're hanging round with me.

Jesus, Vince, something must be bad.

- I thought you wanted to chat. - Yeah, I did.

Hello.

'What have I told you about not answering this phone?'

- Have you seen Col? - Not recently, no.

Prick's disappeared.

I need you to pick up Darren and Woodsy.

Soon as possible, from the club.

Yeah, okay. I'm on my way.

- You all right, Vince? - Yeah, all right.

How's your day?

Had better.

- Where we going? - We'll direct you.

Do you want to stick the radio on?

What are we doing?

You're not doing anything. You stay here.

Me and Woods have got to attend to something.

Yeah, but...

I mean, you can tell me a few things, can't you?

Here you are.

What are you doing?

We can't get hold of Col,

so we're just checking he's done what he was told to,

and that's all I can tell you.

No one in there.

There's blood.

How would he have got out?

This is Colin's phone.

If it's urgent, ring me mum's, if not, just leaves a message.

The police are here.

Right.

They say you picked up an injured man off the street.

I was going to tell you, but I didn't want to freak you out, all right?

Ah, Mr McKee.

Yeah. I presume this is about that guy I found, yeah?

Just a couple of questions, won't take long.

You've got a brew, do you mind if I get one?

The paramedic says he asked you to hang around,

give them a statement for when we arrived.

Yeah, I didn't want to get involved.

You know, I took him to the hospital and that was my bit done.

- Can you confirm where you found him? - High Lane.

Halfway down, you know where it curves round by the park?

I was on a job and he was just... just lying there.

- So you stopped? - Well, wouldn't you?

- Might have called an ambulance. - Well, he was in a bad way, you know?

That's all the more reason.

Sorry, but have I done something wrong?

Not at all. It's just routine.

I panicked.

I've never seen anyone like that before and...

You know, I made the call , this guy needs help and he needs it fast,

so I just...

I just took him. Sorry.

Tell us about the rope that was attached to your car.