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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.

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