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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

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