Good People

[FLY BUZZES]

JACK:
Where is he?

JACK:
He's a French dealer

selling a case of liquid heroin.

Ben, grab the drugs.

Bobby's at the money.

Me and Marshall will cover you

till you get back to the car.

Then we get the f*** out.

So my plan, basically.

You came to me, remember?

That's him.

[GUN COCKED]

[MUFFLED YELLING]

[GUNSHOT]

[SHOUTING]

[GUNSHOT]

Bobby.

Sorry, mate.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

JACK:
Bobby.

Bobby.

F***.

Bobby.

- MARSHALL:
Jack.

- Bobby.

Bobby is gone, Jack.

We need to leave now.

Come on. Come on, now.

Hi.

Hi, sweetie pie.

How's my beautiful godson?

Yes.

[WHISPERING] Come here.

Hi, sweet pie.

I missed you.

You're late. Now I'm

going to be late.

Nice to see you, too.

Someone has been crying

his little head off all morning.

The bloody washing machine's broken.

I'm having to wash everything in the sink.

- Speaking of which...

- Don't push your luck, Mommy.

Godmothers babysit, we buy

presents, we don't do laundry.

Someone's very grumpy.

- You got your period?

- No.

It's sushi night, actually.

- You're not still doing that, are you?

- Yeah.

You might as well wear

a T-shirt saying,

- "Hi, I'm ovulating. Do you want to f***?"

- What's the romance in that?

Darling, you do know,

if I had the money, I'd...

Well, actually, I'd first go

buy a new washing machine,

but then after that I'd pay

for you to go private.

I'd IVF you a baby.

How's Tom?

He's just spending every

waking minute at the house.

You're so lucky to have him.

And you're so lucky to have him.

MIKE:
Tom. Tom.

You up there?

What you doing? Didn't you hear me?

Job I just finished

had a little extra.

Thought you could use them.

You all right, mate?

- I think we're going to lose the house.

- Oh, sh*t.

- I thought you were coming along.

- Yeah.

Not far enough.

Pumped all the money into it.

Half my budget went

into this f***ing dry rot.

What does Anna say?

I haven't told her, yet.

She only knows half of what I spent

and she's already freaking out.

We're trying to start a family. Can't

even afford the rent on our apartment.

Just talk to her, mate.

She'll understand.

Come on.

If you're up for it, a friend of mine

needs some painting done next week.

Won't pay much, but...

Yeah. Thanks.

It's a good thing I have a

Master's degree. Come in handy.

See you, bud.

- Tom Wright?

- Yeah.

You're served.

We've got two weeks?

Thanks.

[MUFFLED MUSIC]

Ben.

Turn it down.

[DOOR CLOSES]

ANNA:
Hello?

[DOOR OPENS]

Hi.

It's, uh, sushi night?

You forgot.

No. No.

- I never forget sushi night.

- It's fine.

Nice wine.

It was just a few quid extra.

- A very nice wine.

- And I thought it was worth it.

Of course it's worth it.

Come here.

Sushi night.

How's Julian?

He's... loud and...

- Tonight...

- Yeah?

...someone's going to get pregnant.

Hey.

You okay?

We're going to lose the house.

No.

No. We're going to work it out.

Mike just got me a few

days on a good job.

- Maybe it's time we go back.

- No.

- No.

- Tom.

This was my idea.

I promised you a fresh start.

I promised you a place

to start a family.

That was then.

I'm not giving up.

So... you can shut up.

- [LAUGHS]

- Tonight is sushi night.

I'm feeling lucky.

[LOUD MUFFLED MUSIC]

Ben.

[LOUD MUFFLED TV]

Ben.

No answer.

Tom.

Ben?

I'm coming down.

Ben.

Ben?

Oh, Tom.

[ANNA COUGHING]

Oh, my God.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

I can't believe he was

down here the whole time.

Yeah. Right below

where our bedroom is.

- Anna.

- What?

Oh, my God, Tom.

220,000 pounds.

What the hell was Ben

doing with this much cash?

What was he doing living in our

basement with all this cash?

Well, he was on disability,

and maybe he had a big

settlement after an accident?

I just don't know why it

wouldn't be in the bank.

So, what do we do?

Hm?

- We call the police.

- Yeah?

[DOORBELL RINGS]

- Anna. Anna.

- What?

- Wait.

- [DOORBELL RINGS]

Tom.

- Help me.

- We shouldn't have brought this up here.

I know. You want to help me?

- Tom.

- Help me now.

I got it. Answer the door.

- Mr. Wright?

- Yes.

I'm Detective Inspector John Halden.

So, Mr. Wright,

what-what is it you do?

- He's a landscape architect.

- Oh.

Yeah. I used to be, in Chicago.

I had a small business,

a little crew,

but it fell apart in the crash,

so we moved here for a fresh start.

We also had an unfortunate

miscarriage a few years ago, so...

- Oh, I'm so sorry. So sorry.

- It was a nice change for us.

So, now I-I do contracting work

odd jobs and manual labor.

- Why London?

- Tom's renovating a house.

My grandmother passed a few years ago

and we inherited the family house,

so I thought I'd fix it up.

Good for you.

So, Mrs. Wright, how are you,

um, how are you liking London?

Anna, please. I'm a school teacher

at Morningside Primary School.

My wife runs a clinic just

down the street from there.

Sterling House? That's a,

uh, women's shelter, right?

Yeah. They look after young women with

drug addiction, take them off the streets.

The government has withdrawn its

funding, but they're hanging in there.

My wife, Marie,

isn't one for giving up.

[LAUGHING]

Anyhow...

So, thank you for the tea.

It was very good.

How long have you been

renting the room downstairs?

Uh, not long.

I mean, we just did it 'cause

we needed help with the rent.

- Three months, maybe.

- Yeah.

And he always paid by cash.

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