Dead and Buried (2024) s01e01 Episode Script

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This programme contains strong
language, and scenes which some
viewers may find upsetting.
Cathy, I want you to think about
those memories
..the ones that feel heaviest.
FABRIC DRAGS ON FLOOR
SHE EXHALES AND GRUNTS
I want you to imagine a shed
..at the bottom of your garden.
FLAMES ROAR AND CRACKLE
If you could just put those memories
in a box and tape it shut.
You put it in the shed
DRAGGING CONTINUES
SHE PANTS
..you lock the door
..and you walk away.
HEAVY THUD
You haven't gotten rid of them
..but you don't have
immediate access to them.
SHE PANTS
And then
..day by day
..year by year
..you'll gradually
forget they're there.
THUNDER RUMBLES, RAIN HISSES
My God, you OK? Yeah.
Right, let's get you inside.
Good job you've got your suit on,
isn't it?
We'll get in the car, all right?
We'll get you dry
and have some lunch.
In you get. Watch your head!
I'll be back.
I'll be back in a minute.
Oh!
Christ!
Oh! Jesus! Christ!
As soon as there's a spit of rain,
civilisation collapses! It's mad!
You all right?
Yeah.
Jesus!
Finished with that?
Life-saver. There you are.
Hey, come on, yous!
Excellent day for a shop, isn't it?
THUNDER RUMBLES
DOG BARKS
Off you go. Go on. Get inside.
Come here.
Let me just take your, um
Hold on, let's get your boots off.
TV PLAYS
Wine, seriously?
It's 11 o'clock in the morning.
Not everywhere.
I just fancied it.
You OK, love?
Yeah, sorry, just one of those days.
Are you sure?
One glass of wine at 11, next it's a
bottle of meths down the back alley.
I'm fine.
Fine-fine? Yes!
Go play with your boy.
Okey doke. You're the boss. I know.
Ooh! Right, I'm thinking
spaghetti and meatballs. Mm!
Nothing but nature's finest.
Can we just order a McD's? BOTH: No!
Er, excuse me, don't be filling up,
not while MasterChef's
in the building.
PHONE RINGS
Hi, Daddy.
Is Michael there?
I just want a quick word with him.
Yes, yeah, he's, er
WHISPERS: I'm not here.
He's here. Good, good.
Yes, boss? Michael,
have you read those reports? Yeah
Yeah, but you haven't
got back to me yet.
No, no, I did get them,
I just didn't get a chance to reply.
Right
DOG BARKS
SHE SIGHS
What is it? What have I done?
Nothing.
I saw someone today
..outside the supermarket.
HE SIGHS
Who did you see?
Michael McAllister.
You sure it was him?
Yeah.
Jesus!
Are you OK?
Yeah, I think so.
There's just something about him
..his eyes - I recognised them.
Yeah, but it might have just
reminded you of him. No, no.
I spoke to him. It was him.
It was definitely him. Jesus, Cathy!
You spoke to him? You're not
It was just by accident.
He wouldn't know me from Adam.
I just couldn't believe
he was there.
And then I
SHE SIGHS
I thought he'd still be in prison.
It's over 20 years ago.
He's probably been out
for ages, years. I know.
HE KISSES HER
TOILET FLUSHES
HE SNIFFS
Did you sleep?
TAP RUNS
Thank you.
SHE SNIFFS
One, two, three
# I wish I was on yonder hill
# 'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
# Until every tear would turn a mill
# Is go dte tu, mo mhuirnin slan
# Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
# Siuil go socar agus siuil go ciuin
# Siuil go doras agus
ealaigh liom #
Were you able to find anything out?
He was released on licence.
Um, Cathy, it's 17 years ago.
17?
Well, that's pretty much standard.
It would probably have been sooner
if he'd admitted it. It's nothing.
I know.
Aren't they supposed to
let you know when someone's?
No, they would, but it's
a long time ago, Cathy, and
Does he have to wear
one of those leg things?
He may have worn an electronic
monitor when he was released,
there would have been
a probation officer
and precautions would have been
taken, but it's spent now, Cathy.
He was in the fucking s
He was in the fucking supermarket.
I know it's not easy.
But it happens more often
than you can
Legally, there's nothing.
He's served his sentence.
While I keep serving mine.
Wait till you see something.
Straight down the line, yeah?
Real special thing. Go on, then.
Yeah!
THEY LAUGH
Nice one, mate.
No pressure, man. No pressure.
Oi, Gaz, it's starting.
It's going down, mate.
Are you ready for the hammering of
the century? All right, yeah, yeah.
We'll see, we'll see. Come on, boys!
How you doing, babe? You all right?
I'm fine. You having a good time?
Mm! I am, I am!
Chips Yes, please. ..and dip.
I have chips and dip - lovely!
Good luck.
It's very tense down here.
Mm!
You ready to get mullered?
MUSIC PLAYS
I want to show you something.
Mm-hm? What?
That's him. Who?
Who do you think?
Michael McAllister.
M-Michael?
Jesus, Cathy, no,
don't be doing that. What? Why not?
What's the harm? He took about two
seconds to find.
I mean, are-are you sure that's?
Yes.
He's not bad-looking. Sally!
No, I'm just saying.
Under different circumstances, like,
I would not kick him
out of bed for
Look at your face, Cathy!
I'm joking. Mm-hm. I'm joking.
Good on you, stalking the fucker.
So what have you found out?
Well,
he's only lived here a few years
and he still nips over the border
for work.
I can't believe
he's been right on our doorstep.
Plus, look - he's a fucking
bus driver! You're such a snob.
Look at his wife.
She looks nice. Mm.
Here, do you think she knows?
God, she'd have to, wouldn't she?
Fuck!
How could you live with somebody
who did that? Mm-hm.
Oh, nice car!
Yeah, nice car, nice house. I know
where that is. They cost a fortune.
He's doing well for a bus driver.
Maybe it's a front
for his drug dealing.
Or maybe she has the good job.
Or she runs the whole cartel. Yes.
He's going to kill you soon enough.
You'll be under the patio.
"Let me out, let me out!"
THEY LAUGH
OK, we've had our fun.
Now just close it and walk away.
I was thinking about sending him
a message. What? Fuck no, Cathy!
Just to tell him what a bastard
he is! But, sure, then he'd know!
I wouldn't send it from me!
Jesus, I'm not thick.
Look, I was bored. This morning,
I set up a fake account. Ta-da!
"Molly Bloom"? "Ulysses"? He'll
know that's made up. Who cares?
My God, Cathy, you're a troll.
My best friend's actually a troll!
Oh, "my best friend"? Mm Come on!
Just to send him a "fuck you"
and that's it.
When the drink's in, the wit's out.
I'd better have another drink, then!
Come here! Are we on? Yeah.
Oh. OK, but what are you
going to say?
I don't know.
Something innocuous to start with,
just to wind him in,
then tell him what a fucker he is.
PHONE PINGS
No It's done.
Mm. You You are crazy.
But oddly lovable.
Talking about me again?
Oh, yeah, you wish!
HE CHUCKLES
SALLY CLEARS THROA
What are yous two up to?
You look guilty. MYOB.
What, shopping, is it, yeah?
Shoes or handbags?
Oh, that is
almost racial profiling! Ah!
As long as it's on your card,
not mine. How's the match, anyway?
Ah, you don't care!
No, I really don't!
TABLET PINGS
It's him.
OK, well, what's he saying?
"Do I know you?"
Cathy, love, don't.
PHONE PINGS
Lovemaybe it's not
such a good idea. Do
Lovelet it go.
PHONE PINGS
No phones at the table!
It's all I ask. Absolutely. What?
I'm bidding on something.
What is it? It's a vinyl.
Emerson, Lake & Palmer. They
sound like a firm of solicitors.
You're such a Philistine! Mm.
Er, Family McAllister
..I was thinking about
looking for another job.
I wouldn't have to schlep over that
border every What? I'm serious.
Right, and where are you going
to get another job around here
with no qualifications?
I have lived experience.
My daddy has given us everything
we need - your job, this house.
Those things don't grow on trees.
Well, maybe I could be
a tree surgeon, hmm?
I'm pretty handy with a chainsaw!
Please, can we just?
Yeah.
Lord God, bless us and these
Thy gifts which we are about
to receive through Thy bounty,
through our Lord, Jesus Christ.
Yeah. So just text me. I will.
Unlucky. Every week.
Oh, honey, did they lose?
Robbed! Come here to me. Hard luck,
mate! Come here. I'm sorry, love.
SALLY CHUCKLES
Wait, what are we for doing?
Well, I want to get home before
the next match starts. Come on.
Well, you may take me home
while I can still walk. Lucky me!
THEY CHUCKLE
Come on. Two minutes,
two minutes. Cathy?
Come here! What?
Right, you know what happens
when you open a can of worms?
You get a lot of worms.
CATHY CHUCKLES
But, seriously, look, no -
you need to shut that down now
or it will fuck you up.
Ooh, fuck who up? Come on! Coming!
You, if you're not careful.
Ooh, promises, promises! Love you!
DOORBELL RINGS
Hi, mate. Er,
large pepperoni with sides?
No, sorry, mate, that's not us.
You're 33? McAllister?
Er, yeah, yeah,
but, no, we didn't order anything.
It's cash on delivery.
Look, you can phone your manager
cos we didn't order anything.
Try one of the neighbours
or something. Fuck's sake!
We're only halfway
through our dinner.
OK, I have to tell you something.
Don't be mad. OK.
When you left yesterday Mm-hm?
..I found his address
and, er, I ordered him a pizza.
You're ordering him a pizza? Well, I
couldn't think of what else to do.
When you said you
want to fuck with him,
I didn't think you were going
to fuck with his cholesterol!
What, did you pay for it as well?
God, no, I'm not an eejit!
I don't even know if he got it.
Kind of sucks the fun out of it,
not seeing his reaction.
Well, it shouldn't really BE fun.
God! We were so pissed!
And on a Sunday afternoon too!
But let's not forget who he is.
Moment of madness, right? Right?
Moment of madness. Good girl.
See ya! See ya!
GLASS SMASHES, FLAMES ROAR
Help!
SCREAMING
LENA: Michael, wake up!
HE GASPS
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
You OK?
HE SIGHS
Get up.
OK.
HE SIGHS
Mr McAllister? Yeah?
We're very sorry for your loss.
What? We understand this is
a very upsetting time for everyone.
No, sorry, sorry, I think
you just got the wrong house.
This is 33?
The late Mrs McAllister?
My goodness, who died?
You, apparently.
Sorry, mate,
but someone's messing with yous.
Who died? No-one.
Sorry, but not today, thanks.
Well, if you're sure?
Of course I'm fuck What?
Just go, please!
CAR ENGINE STARTS
Born in Dublin,
Wilde was educated where? Anyone?
Born in Dublin in 1854
but educated at
And for the 10,000th time,
no phones in class!
Oscar Wilde was educated at
Portora Royal School in Enniskillen
from 1864 to 1871.
That's right -
just across the border.
Andrew, you dose!
GIGGLING
Excuse me, excuse me?
Yes? Sorry to bother you.
Could you tell me what route
Michael McAllister's driving today?
McAllister? He's not a driver.
Very impressive. Oh, thank you, Joe.
Thanks very much. Cheers.
Hi, Jack.
Well, that went well!
HE CHUCKLES
More hours, less pay
and barely a squeak out of them.
You have a gift for it.
If I'd actually said more hours,
less pay, I'd have been shot!
You should go into politics.
It's like here. Um
Are you OK for the Brothers
meeting tonight?
Yep.
Yeah, yeah, of course. You seem
to be a bit sporadic lately.
Yeah, sorry. Wednesday nights
Yeah. Priorities, Michael.
Lena likes to see you go,
and the boy as well.
It's a tricky time of year
with Andrew and the revision
and homework and
Think of it as God's homework, huh?
I thought he was just a bus driver.
But he's the Fat Controller.
We try to avoid that kind
of language in these sessions.
What? "Fat Controller"?
I can think of worse
things to call him.
And how does all this make you feel?
SHE SIGHS
Fucking furious.
Like he's gotten away with it.
I mean,
he's done well for himself.
Nice house, big job.
Were you angry
when you sent the pizza?
No.
It felt great.
Well, and then
..hollow.
Do you think maybe
it was crossing a line?
It was like something
a teenager would do.
My brother deserves more than that.
Remind me, how old were you
when your brother died?
I was 15.
A teenager.
I see what you're doing there.
I haven't moved on
or I'm regressing. Is that it?
SHE SIGHS
What would you say to
Michael McAllister
if you bumped into him again?
I don't intend
to bump into him again.
I
I just can't stop
thinking about him.
Fuck you.
Fuck you!
Cath, are you OK?
Yeah, sorry, stubbed my toe.
PHONE PINGS
QUIETLY: "Ovaltine."
That's not what I meant!
HE MUMBLES
No, it's OK. Sh! Just, um
..go back to sleep.
THUNDER RUMBLES, RAIN HISSES
SCREAMING
SHE GASPS
Raymie?
Raymie! Raymie!
SHE GASPS
Easy! Easy! Jesus
Easy, it's OK. Sorry.
What's the matter? Come on.
It was a nightmare. Come on.
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Sorry. Sorry.
It was a nightmare.
So open your books.
I want you to write down the four
natural forces we talked about.
I want to check
that you were listening.
Oi!
GIGGLING
PHONE BUZZES
Emily, everything OK? Yeah. Will you
start writing, please? Yes, Miss.
PHONE BUZZES
WHISPERING
PHONE PINGS
PHONE BUZZES
TV PLAYS
I might go to bed.
You are glued to that bloody thing.
You're glued to that bloody thing.
It's different. How? Just is.
I've got homework to mark anyway.
MEN SING HYMN
# Then sings my soul
# My Saviour God to Thee
# How great Thou art
# How great Thou art. #
HE SIGHS
How was it? Virtuous.
I don't know why we keep going.
You do know.
The Brothers of Caleb
have been very good to you.
To us. Mm.
Well, I'm not sure those dreary
fucking hymns made up for it.
Joke. Mm.
Look, I don't know if we should be
taking our boy so often.
Why not? He loves it. Exactly!
Oh, God, don't start this again.
Well, maybe he'll grow out of it.
It's not like Lego
or Pokemon, Michael.
It's not the kind of thing that
you grow out of. Faith and family
See, at that age,
you get sucked into things
and you don't always get to see
the wider picture, you know?
SHE SCOFFS
It's like if I only
listened to the Chili Peppers.
SHE SIGHS
But then there's The Smashing
Pumpkins, The Cranberries
and other fruit and vegetable-based
bands, you know? It's just
There's just a whole cornucopia
of stuff out there.
All right, well,
it's nearly midnight,
so I don't need to hear about
a cornucopia of anything.
Just go to sleep, please.
SHE SIGHS
Or the Black Eyed Peas.
SHE CHUCKLES
PHONE PINGS
PHONE PINGS
Rah! Oh, God! Sorry.
What is up with you? Nothing.
It's just Raymie being needy.
You sure? You seemdistracted.
You OK?
I'm fine. OK.
Er, Sally?
Sorry, I have been distracted.
You want to get coffee later?
Yeah. Yeah, OK.
Here, this is lovely, isn't it?
Yeah. Shall we sit here?
Oh!
It's very nifty!
Let's see.
Are you having food or are you just
having a coffee? Er Are you?
Hello, ladies. Hi.
What can I get yous?
Um, just an Americano for me,
please. White or noir? Hmm?
Oh, well, yeah, good one.
Um, I will have the noir.
Same for me.
This is a lovely place.
You open long?
Yeah, it's, er, just over a year
now. And it's going all right?
Slow to start, like any business,
but picking up nicely.
I love all your old posters. Where
did you get the idea for all that?
Oh, that's my husband -
he's the brains.
That's her.
"Her"? Michael McAllister's wife.
Oh, for fuck's sake, Cathy!
I'm just curious.
Cathy, you can't just
It's just a bit of fun.
No, no, no, no, no.
It was a bit of fun. This
This is something else.
Come on, give us a smile. No!
I know you want to.
Got it!
CAMERA CLICKS
Lovely.
There we go.
Oh, God, I am so sorry!
Sorry, that was my fault, my fault!
I didn't see you there.
Can I Can I pay?
No, it's quite all right, honestly.
It happens all the time.
Honestly, I'm two thirds asbestos
at this point.
I'll get this cleaned up,
get you another coffee,
like it never happened.
Thank you. You're so kind.
You did that deliberately.
No, I did not. I saw you.
Why would I do that?
I don't know, Cathy. I don't know
why you'd do that, but please stop.
OK.
I mean, yeah, it was a bit of craic
when we were just messing around,
but, please Just be a good girl
and take my pills? No, that
That's not what I mean,
and you know I don't.
Do you know what, Cathy?
Fuck this. I'm going.
Oh, no, Sally, don't.
Please don't be like that!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was just
I was just messing!
No, I am going to go, but you - you
need to sort this out because I'm
Is everything OK?
Fine, thank you. Cheers.
Oh, I love your, er, necklace.
Oh, thank you.
My husband got it for me.
Lucky you. He seems like a man
with ideas and taste. Maybe.
Still doesn't put
the toilet seat down!
SHE CHUCKLES
MUSIC: Life As We Know It
by Aldous Finch and Gunnar Hakkinen
THEY LAUGH
SHE SOBS
THEY LAUGH
Terry, wait! Cathy! Go on!
SHE SNIFFS
I know who you are,
who you fucking are!
Well, I don't know who you are.
Oh! Mummy! Oh, you scared me!
Hello! What the hell
are you playing at?
I was just playing around.
Yeah, well,
while you was playing around,
your son was sitting in nursery,
wondering why his mum
wasn't picking him up.
Oh, my God! I'm I'm
I'm so sorry. Hello!
Hello, Mummy didn't forget you, OK?
Um, I just had to be somewhere else,
but of course Mummy
wouldn't forget you, would I?
I don't know what happened.
It went out of my head.
Yeah, they called me. Yeah,
I had to get out of school early.
Come on, love, come on! Hey!
Let's go play in your room, yeah?
I'll see you in a sec, OK? Come on.
I'm so sorry.
What's this shit about?
Er I just thought
I thought you might like it.
SHE SIGHS
DOG BARKS
HE SWALLOWS HEAVILY
MUSIC PLAYS OVER HEADPHONES
PHONE PINGS
MUSIC CONTINUES: You Pull Me Back In
by Olivier Bibeau and Jemma Lou
PHONE BUZZES
PHONE PINGS
PHONE BUZZES
Right, right, I'm going to get you.
DOOR OPENS
Come on.
Bye, love. Bye.
All right, have a nice day. You too.
Bye!
ENGINE STARTS
FOOTSTEPS ON GRAVEL
CLOCK TICKS
HE SIGHS
HE GROANS
HE SIGHS
CATHY: I just wanted to see
how he lived.
All the things he has
..that my brother never had.
A wife.
A son.
I wanted to see where he ate.
Where he slept.
PHONE PINGS
SHE UNZIPS
DOOR UNLOCKS
CAT MEOWS
Fuck.
WHISPERS: Archie.
ARCHIE MEOWS
Where are you?
Archie!
Archie! Archie!
Pss, pss, pss, pss, pss.
Archie!
ARCHIE MEOWS
Archie?
Where are you? Are you in here?
Pss, pss, pss, pss, pss.
Where are you? You in here?
MEOWING CONTINUES
There you are, darling.
Come here.
Let's go.
What are you doing in here?
Come on, out of here. Come on.
QUIETLY: Shit.
DOOR HANDLE RATTLES
What the fuck was that?
ARCHIE HISSES
Ah!
Oh! You're a little shit!
Fuck.
But you didn't actually enter
the house?
No.