The Third Day (2020) s01e01 Episode Script
Friday - The Father
(angelic vocalizing)
(vocalizing continues)
♪
(metallic clicking)
Man:
What? No, oh no, no, no.
No, no, no. Shit. Shit, Cas.
Did they go in the office?
Did they go in the office, Cas?
Because the because
the money's in the office.
The money for Aday
is in the office.
40,000 pounds.
No, Cas--
Yes, it was.
Listen--
No, hold on! Well, we--
You-you could just shout at me
or we can figure out
how the fuck
No, no, no, no!
Don't tell the police!
Why would you tell the police?
Because it's 40 grand in cash!
How are you gonna explain
40 fucking grand
in cash to the fucking
(sighs)
♪
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, yes.
I should've told you,
and I didn't, and I'm sorry.
But, we are where we are,
and Aday needs the money today
or we're fucked.
So, when the police go,
would you please see
if it's still there?
Thank you.
I'm gonna call Aday right now
and see if I can re--
I'll make another--
Well, I'm gonna call him.
Yeah--
(horse snorts)
How are the kids?
Oh, jeez.
That's all we need.
Can't you persuade her to
choose another instrument?
(sighs)
Trombone it is then.
-(wind blowing)
-(metallic clicking)
Yes, I'm just about to start.
(birds chirping)
-I'm heading down
to the river now.
-(horse snorting)
(birds chirping)
("Dog Days Are Over"
by Florence + The Machine
playing, tinny)
(music becomes clear)
Happiness hit her ♪
Like a train on a track ♪
Coming towards her ♪
Stuck still,
no turning back ♪
(river flowing)
She hid around corners ♪
And she hid under beds ♪
She killed it with kisses ♪
-(man sobbing)
- And from it she fled ♪
With every bubble ♪
-(sobbing)
-She sank with a drink ♪
And washed it away ♪
Down the kitchen sink ♪
-(sobbing continues)
-The dog days are over ♪
The dog days are done ♪
The horses are coming ♪
So you better run ♪
Run fast for your mother ♪
(sobbing) Oh God
Run for your children,
for your sisters and brothers ♪
Leave all your love
and your longing behind ♪
You can't carry it with you
if you want to survive ♪
-The dog days are over ♪
-(continues sobbing)
The dog days are done ♪
Can you hear the horses? ♪
-(song abruptly ends)
-(river flowing)
(angelic vocalizing)
♪
(angelic vocalizing continues)
(river flowing)
(vocalizing continues)
(cricket chirps)
(vocalizing fades away)
(child crying)
Girl:
Quickly!
(crying continues)
(wind blowing)
-(crying)
-Girl: Stop being a baby!
Pull it harder!
(insect buzzing)
(crying continues)
Girl:
No, pull it!
(crying)
(birds chirping)
♪
(crying)
Girl:
Pull!
(crying)
Step back.
-(crack)
-(man gasps)
(gasping)
♪
(rope creaking)
(grunts)
(creaking)
(panting)
Hey!
-(rocks sliding)
-Hey!
(panting, groaning)
(grunting)
Oh! Breathe! Breathe!
(grunts)
(rope creaking)
(gasps)
(struggling)
(panting)
(grunts)
(panting)
Shit.
Oh God. (panting)
♪
Come on. Come on. Oh fuck.
(girl gasps)
-It's okay, I'm helping you.
-(coughing)
Can you breathe?
Can you breathe?
-(panting)
-Nod if you can breathe.
That's good.
Show me where it hurts.
It's okay,
it's okay.
(girl coughs)
My eyes hurt as well.
Man:
You need to see a doctor.
-No
-Gotta take you to a hospital.
-Girl: No.
-Should call the police.
No!
(sighs)
-What's your name?
-Epona.
Man:
Look,
Epona.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Alright? And, uh, you might
have a serious injury.
I can't--
I can't just walk away.
Don't He'll kill me.
Who'll kill you?
Where do you live?
Epona:
Just drive straight.
I'll tell you the way.
(alarm chirps)
(birds chirping)
Who was that boy?
Epona:
What boy?
(door shuts)
♪
(Epona coughing)
(coughing)
(puts key in ignition)
It's okay. It's alright.
I'm just getting you some water.
-(opens glove compartment)
-See?
-(shuts glove compartment)
-Have you got some salt?
Salt? Uh
Yeah, in the side pocket,
I think.
(rips packet)
I used to work
with young people.
I was in social care, so
I know that doesn't mean
I know anything about you,
but, um, what I'm
saying is I've talked
with kids who've
been through stuff.
I understand problems.
You won't understand mine.
Okay.
I'll go first.
My name's Sam,
and
I am extremely pleased
to meet you, Epona.
♪
There, see?
Now we're communicating.
Yeah, well, don't go changing
your Facebook status just yet.
(laughs)
Alright. What else? Uh
I'm married.
I have three children,
two girls and a boy.
My oldest girl's
actually about your age, so
I "get" crazy.
That's what you do then?
You work with kids?
No, not anymore.
Me and my wife
run a garden center.
Right.
That's a bit different.
Yeah.
Yeah,
that was the point.
♪
Is it something at home?
You know
it's easier to sometimes say
things to people you don't know.
It's a dog's name. Sam.
Where is it
I'm taking you?
Carry on till
you hit the sea.
I live on Osea.
Causeway opens in
about 20 minutes.
-Sam: Causeway?
-Epona: Yeah. Gotta wait
till the tide's out.
(gravel crunching)
(brakes squeaking)
(water lapping)
(applies handbrake)
(birds chirping)
♪
(wind blowing)
(undoes seatbelt)
Thank you.
-Shit.
-(birds chirping)
Aday, it's Sam. Uh, look.
Look, we've been burgled. Uh
Please, will you call me back?
Just call me. Thank you.
(hissing)
(insects scuttling)
(scuttling continues)
(wind blowing)
(waves washing ashore)
(birds chirping)
Sam:
God
Come on.
Fuck!
Stupid
(sighs)
♪
I'm waiting for this call.
This important call.
Maybe you shouldn't come over.
Why?
-Why shouldn't I come over?
-Well,
drive then.
(starts engine)
(releases brake)
♪
You can't fall off.
(angelic vocalizing)
(wind blowing)
(angelic vocalizing continues)
(vocalizing fades away)
You okay?
Yeah
Just feels familiar.
Epona:
Have you been here before?
No.
My granddad was stationed
here during the war.
That's how I know
about it, but
I-I've never been here.
Epona:
You've not got long.
Causeway closes at 3:50 today.
Won't open again
till morning.
♪
Epona:
Look!
-It's Jesus and the sea.
-Hm?
It's a festival.
We do it every year,
but this year's special.
They're opening it up,
letting outsiders in.
-Turn it into a big
music festival.
-Music festival?
-What, with bands?
-Epona: Yeah.
-We need the money.
-Sam: When's all that happening?
Epona:
Soon. It's just a rehearsal.
How many of you live here?
Ninety-three.
Ninety-three? (chuckles)
Doing all this?
(indistinct shouting
in distance)
You wouldn't believe what
these people are capable of.
(crowd chatter, laughter)
Man:
Ha! Hoo! Ha! Huh!
-Sam: What's all this?
-Epona: It's part
of the festival.
They're the Sajora.
They came from the sea once
a year to sniff out evil.
(children laughing)
-If they find it,
they cut it out.
-(grunting, snipping)
Everything here is
either salt or soil.
-Salt or soil?
-Epona: Yeah.
Sea or land.
Just stuff we believe in.
Traditions.
♪
(birds chirping)
(shuts off engine,
applies handbrake)
(pulls out key)
You should just go.
Just leave.
You know I'm not gonna do that.
Alright.
Take me to the Martins.
They run the pub.
They're good people.
Epona, look
If there's something
hurting you here
or scaring you
you can tell me.
You're a nice man, Sam.
Thank you for caring about me.
(undoes seatbelt)
(children laughing, chattering)
I found her in the woods
um, on the mainland. Uh
(Sam sighs)
-I just found her.
I-I didn't-- I didn't know
-(heavy breathing)
Come with me, me love.
Playing, was it?
Little game?
Epona:
Please don't tell my dad.
Mr. Martin:
Just messin' was it, love?
Little game?
-Mrs. Martin:
Shut up, you fuckin' idiot.
-(Epona crying)
(chuckles)
-That'll be it,
some kind of game.
-Look,
I'm not a doctor, so I don't
-I don't know if I-- if I--
-Ah, don't worry.
Now, what can I get you?
We've snacks.
There's crisps, nuts,
fresh sandwiches.
-Got a lovely guest ale
on at the moment--
-Mrs. Martin: Fuckhead!
In here now!
(door creaking)
(chuckles)
♪
(creaking)
(indistinct whispering)
(sighs)
(creaking)
(sighs)
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
(children laughing)
♪
Mr. Martin:
Frederick
Nicholas Charrington.
As in Charrington's Brewery?
Built this whole island.
He was in the East End one day
when he saw a woman, surrounded
by her starving kids,
begging her husband
not to spend
their last few pence on booze.
The man snaps, beats
the living flip out of her.
Charrington steps in.
He gets knocked into a gutter,
and when he looks up,
what's he see there above
this raging drunk's head
but his own name. Charrington.
Found God in that moment.
Bought Osea,
took a bunch of drunks here
to build a perfect
sober world, and
here we are.
Here we are, in a pub.
In a pub, yeah. Yeah!
(laughing) In a pub!
Can I use your phone?
I-I can't get a signal.
Oh, they're doing work on
the main exchange this weekend.
It's an upgrade to handle
the traffic for the festival.
I mean, it's intermittent now,
but come 4:00,
it'll be out for
the whole weekend.
Landlines and mobiles,
so if you're out,
we'll be out as well.
There's this man,
I really need to phone him.
-What man's this?
-This guy.
Aday. I just
Aday? What's that?
Is that an African name,
is it?
Yeah, I think so.
Maybe Nigerian.
Oh. Yeah.
Yeah.
Big African community
on the mainland.
Not Nigerians. Somalis.
I mean, some say
they cause trouble,
but I don't
think that's fair.
Not after what
they've been through.
I mean, some of them have
been child soldiers, Sam.
Yeah.
Lots of East Europeans, too.
So you need to speak
to this man, do you?
Yeah.
We got burgled.
-Oh no!
-Yeah. Not our house.
Our business.
We run a garden center,
and they broke in.
(sighs)
-My goodness.
-Mm.
So, where's this?
Where are you from?
-London. Now. I mean.
-(pouring drink)
We're, uh
we're trying to move.
There's a planning thing
going on today,
actually, which is
why all this is
-It's so
-Goodness,
what a big day for you.
Oh, I know!
Well, here you go.
It's a small
consolation, but still.
How is she? Epona?
Oh. Physically,
she's fine, but
I do think it's
beginning to hit home,
what she was about to
She's not said anything, but
kids these days,
they mess around, don't they?
There was a boy with her.
-Really?
-Mm.
Oh, she said
she was on her own.
There was a young boy with her,
glasses and curly hair.
Oh. I don't know
who that could be.
Well, he's definitely
not from Osea.
Well, I-I think
she's hiding something.
What would she be hiding?
What do you know
about her father?
Hold on a minute, Sam.
Jason's a good man.
He's a bit rough around
the edges, as are many here,
but they're all good people.
I promise you that.
Do you have children?
-Yeah, three.
Two girls and a boy.
-Oh, wonderful.
-What a great blessing.
-Mm.
One never given
to me and my wife.
Seven pregnancies, Sam.
Seven.
Not one came to term. Not one.
No. Oh well.
I guess it wasn't God's plan.
Oh, well, we get by.
We're happy. We live.
But deep inside, yeah,
something is missing, yeah.
Well, you're welcome to stay.
I'd love that.
We have a room for you upstairs.
Room number one,
-it's on the house for you.
-Oh.
I know you'll be wantin'
to get back to your family.
-Yeah.
-Be desperate,
today of all days.
-Jesus and the sea?
-Esus and the sea.
Esus was sort of like
a-a Celtic war god.
Some do choose to make
a link with our savior.
Early Christian scholars
in England were druidic.
Not many people know that.
We're using our history
for this festival.
There's a lot of it here.
And we need this to work.
Times have been hard.
We've been through
some bad things.
(children laughing, chattering)
So, just out for a walk
in those woods, then?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, I was just
By that stream?
Long way from home on
such an important day.
-My wife says she
recognizes you.
-Excuse me?
Yeah. She said there's something
familiar about your face.
♪
I've never been here before.
Oh well.
She's a funny fish, my wife.
Look, there's something
going on with Epona.
I need to know you get that.
Sam
It's okay.
Epona is safe. You saved her.
You saved this child.
Right?
Now, let's get you off Osea
before this causeway closes
and you have to stay
here in paradise forever.
(car keys jingle)
(alarm beeping)
Now, that is not good.
(text notification chimes)
♪
Mr. Martin: Sam?
Sam?
(car door clicking)
Mr. Martin:
He's not there!
Danny! He's not up
at the big house.
-They don't know where he is.
-How long till
the causeway closes?
(sighs)
Fifteen, maybe 20 minutes.
No, I-I-I need to
get off this island.
(sighs) Well, you
might be out of luck.
Like I said,
we have a room for you.
Number one, no key.
No one has locks around here.
It's yours free of charge,
if you want it.
No, I need to get off
this fucking island now!
(birds chirping)
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I just
Look, alright.
I'm gonna tell you something.
My wife just texted me.
The burglars took
only one thing.
Cash.
40,000 pounds in cash.
Why would you have
40,000 pounds in cash?
The man I told you
I have to call, Aday.
He's a planning officer,
and we're bribing him
to get our plans approved.
They're in final committee.
Today, this afternoon.
This is-- this is not
who we are. It's really not.
But, it was the only way.
They said that they
weren't-- they-- they
They said they were
gonna turn it down.
He told me they would.
I need-- I need to talk to him.
I need a phone that works.
So, who else knew
about this money?
Oh, just me.
-And--
-And Aday.
♪
Sam, you know this man's
robbed you, don't you?
You tell him you know.
He's just got greedy,
that's all.
You tell him you know he did it,
say you're calling the police
unless he plays ball.
He's just chancing it.
He's not gonna wanna go down
for burglary. You tell him.
I-I-I really need
to get to a phone.
I can't even get a signal.
I got that text,
-and then it died again.
-Look, I'm gonna go to the pier,
Danny can't be far.
And we'll get you
over that causeway.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you for all this.
Mr. Martin:
Don't be silly.
After what you
did for Epona?
Helping people is what
this place is all about.
(bird chirping)
Looks like you're staying.
No, I can't stay.
You can't leave.
How's Epona doing?
I remember you so well.
Excuse me?
Mrs. Martin:
Making those appeals on the TV.
♪
I remember thinking,
my God, what a man.
To lose how you lost.
Your precious little angel.
And people getting angry
and wanting to blame immigrants.
And you come out
afterwards and say,
"No, don't. Don't blame them."
That was a long time ago.
Pain doesn't know time.
Must hurt going back
into those woods.
It does.
That's the point.
Hm.
Most people are scared of pain.
They don't know
how warm it can be.
(tense music playing)
Tell me, Sam.
Did you really think
we shouldn't blame them?
Weren't you tempted
just to hurt someone?
I need to use the toilet.
Yeah, use the nice one.
The one upstairs.
♪
(door creaking, slams)
(breathes deeply)
(sighs)
(running water)
(scraping)
(indistinct shouting)
(shouting continues)
Right, what did you do?
What did you do?!
Get him out of here
(indistinct)
-Why is he here?!
-(Sam gasps)
Mrs. Martin:
Get out of here!
-Jason: That's my daughter!
-Mr. Martin: I know.
(shouting continues)
Mr. Martin:
Oh now, here we go.
Fuck! (pants)
(shouting continues)
(heavy breathing)
(inaudible)
(Jason crying)
(window rattling)
(heavy breathing)
He had a fucking gun!
Well,
he's a farmer, Sam.
He turns up with a gun because
someone's asking some questions.
Doesn't-- doesn't that
say something to you?
Look,
Jason's not dangerous.
Really?
She looked terrified.
Terrified of him.
-Mr. Martin: She's not scared.
She's angry, that's all.
-(Epona crying)
She didn't want us
to say anything.
But it's her dad,
we had to.
We're all people of God here.
Now, I know not everyone
believes, and that's fine.
It's a modern world.
We don't judge.
But we look after one another,
take care of each other.
That girl is
a daughter to us all.
We will not let her be hurt.
Man:
Sorry!
-Sorry!
-Mr. Martin: Danny,
where've you been?
-This man needs to make
the causeway!
-Danny: Oh, shit.
You better hurry, mate.
Causeway's closing now.
♪
Mate! It's fucking closing!
♪
-Good luck with
the planning fella.
-Yeah.
-Hope it goes like you deserve.
-Thank you.
Go! Go on, then!
♪
(sighs)
(eerie music playing)
♪
(tires screech)
♪
(driving on gravel)
(seagulls cawing)
(waves washing ashore)
(wind blowing)
(sighs)
♪
(wind blowing)
(waves washing ashore)
Hey!
(wind blowing)
Wait!
(panting)
Hold on!
(indistinct,
overlapping whispering)
(whispering continues)
-(whispering stops)
-(wind blowing)
Sam:
Hold on!
I just wanna talk!
♪
(birds cawing)
(knocking oysters)
-(waves washing ashore)
-(knocking oysters)
(clacking)
(wind blowing)
(man yelling)
-Jason: It ain't right.
-Man 1: She's your girl,
she's your daughter.
After what they
took from you?
This island is
a fucking mess.
(indistinct yelling)
Man 1:
And he walks in and says no!
That fucking cunt
up at the big house!
Why's he leading us?
-Man 2: 'Cause he's
in the big house?
-Man 1: Fuck the big house!
He's a fucking cunt,
and we all know it!
Even he knows he's a cunt.
That's how much of a cunt he is.
(laughter)
(wind blowing)
-(indistinct arguing)
-(panting)
He hasn't done anything
more than mess things up.
(Sam breathing heavily)
That boy (indistinct)
♪
And he comes in here,
fucking saying things about you,
holding on to
your daughter!
-(banging)
-(laughing)
-(banging continues)
-(Jason yelling)
-(banging, yelling stops)
-(Sam gasps)
-(heavy breathing)
-Man 1: Needs to be taken, J
Jason:
I need a piss.
♪
(footsteps)
(urinating)
(stops urinating)
♪
(zips up)
(Sam panting)
(heavy breathing)
(wind blowing)
(birds chirping)
(slams door)
(clicking phone receiver)
(faint buzzing, clock ticking)
(buzzing getting louder)
(water running)
(shuts door)
What-- For God's sake.
(woman screaming)
-What are you doing?
-No, no. It's alright.
It's ok-- it's okay. I'm here.
What?
Here, in this room.
Staying here.
-Were you watching me?
-No.
No, I didn't know you--
They said I could--
They said I could
have this room.
-This is my room.
-I know, but they--
they said--
Get out.
-They--
-Woman: Get the fuck out!
(door shuts)
(clicking)
(door creaks)
Look, I didn't mean
to shock you.
The bed was disturbed,
but it didn't look like
there was a person in it.
Well, there was
a person in it.
-Yes, I know that--
-And that is my fucking room.
Okay? I paid for it.
It is mine.
-Yeah.
-Okay.
God.
(sighs)
(lifts phone, clicks receiver)
-(sighs)
-(grabs glass)
-(pouring)
-Do you at least want a drink?
I don't drink.
Alright, gimme one of those.
-Thought you didn't drink.
-I'm not looking for a sponsor.
(pouring)
Look, I'm sorry if
I was a little--
I'm not normally like this.
It's just I was asleep.
Standing over someone
when they're sleeping,
that's creepy.
(laughs)
-(sighs)
-What the fuck are you doing?
I need to make a call.
I have a planning thing
going through,
and, right now, if I don't make
a call in the next 20 minutes,
it will completely collapse,
and I might lose my business
and my home,
and none of the fucking phones
are working.
(sighs)
My phone's working.
What?
Yeah. I mean,
it's cutting out a little bit
because of the work
on the exchange,
but generally, it's fine.
-They said all
the lines were down!
-(laughs)
Can I use it, please?
(sighs)
Um, can I call my wife first?
She doesn't know where I am.
(chuckles) Sure, but you
only got three minutes.
Engineers stop work
at 5:15, and then
there really will be no
lines until Monday at all.
Can I take this outside?
No! Fuck you,
that's my phone.
Yeah.
(sighs)
Aday! Aday, it's Sam.
No, I'm-- I'm,
uh, I'm in a place
where my phone
doesn't get reception.
Now? You're going
in right now?
Okay, alright.
I know what you did, okay?
I know.
Aday,
only the money was missing.
Only you and I knew about it.
How do you-- Alright, stop.
No, stop. I'm gonna tell
you what's gonna happen.
You are gonna go in there,
and you're gonna pass
our applications.
Listen, you're gonna go in
and you're gonna pass our plans,
or the next call I make
is to the police.
♪
Do you understand? Yeah.
I-I-I know there'll be
repercussions for me,
but you will go down
for burglary, and you
you will lose your job.
What do you mean?
What hospital?
Your wife?
What emergency?
So, you have proof?
Alright. Alright, yeah, I'm--
Um, I made a mistake.
No, no, no, I only--
I mentioned the police--
No, no, I'm not gonna call
them because I was wrong.
I thought something wrong.
Aday. No, no, no, Aday!
Don't turn it down!
No, we can fix this! We can!
Aday!
Aday
So
what did I just witness?
(sighs)
Look, do you wanna, uh, talk
about what just happened?
So, you here for
the festival?
I am.
I got my PhD on
the Essex Witch Trials
and perceptions of women
in Civil War England.
And they're basing the festival
on a Celtic Cromlach,
and they wanna imbue it
with Osea's history.
What's a Cromlach?
It's like
a Celtic bacchanal.
Charrington revived it.
His big idea was to take
criminals and addicts
and give them a few days
to blow off steam
so that they'd be fine
for the rest of the year.
And how did that work out?
It was a fucking blast.
Three people died. (laughs)
I think you should,
you know
talk about it.
You know, all this
stiff upper whatever shit.
What do you think
of these people?
-What do you mean?
-Just
I think they're great.
I've been here a few times.
They've always been amazing.
Well
they're a little,
"don't stray from the path,"
but they're good people.
(chuckles)
Protective of their way
of life, but why not?
If you had a place like this,
wouldn't you wanna protect it?
You got kids, then?
Three.
Two girls and a boy.
Nice.
I got two girls.
You married?
Kind of.
What's he do?
Your kinda husband?
Nothing.
-He does nothing.
-(door opens)
(tense music playing)
♪
Excuse me, do you know where
the owners are? The Martins?
(pumping)
Man:
(drinking) So
(sniff)
This is you, is it?
Woman:
Excuse me, I just spoke.
Words.
(scoffs)
You're nice.
I like your lips.
(indistinct chatter)
-You didn't make the causeway!
-Sam: Yeah.
-I didn't make it.
-Larry, why don't
you go home?
-You're not supposed
to be here now.
-(laughs)
Who's gonna stop me
from being here, eh?
I think you know
the answer to that.
Go on.
(Sam sighs)
Sorry about Larry.
-He's a good man.
-Sam: Really? He
doesn't seem like a good man.
-(chuckles)
-Mr. Martin: Oh, well,
we remember him as a boy.
He was such a loving child.
When we lost most of
the oyster beds, people changed.
Some found anger.
-Sam: Yeah.
-I put Mrs. Paffard
in room one, love.
Yeah, and then you
put him in it, too,
you fucking dog brain.
-Yeah.
-Mr. Martin:
Oh, I did! Good lord.
We've only
the one room spare.
-Mrs. Martin:
They'll have to share then.
-(scoffs)
What?
Or get out.
Mr. Martin:
Don't worry, I'll get me tools.
Put a curtain up,
you won't know the difference.
A curtain?
A fucking curtain?
Look, causeway opens at 7:28.
I'll wake you at 6:30
with an Osea breakfast,
make sure you get
off safe and sound.
It's the only way.
They're opening the hotel there
in a few months, The Seabird,
but for now
That okay?
-Do we have a choice?
-Mrs. Martin: Yeah.
Swim.
-Where's Epona?
-Mrs. Martin: She's safe.
-That wasn't what I asked.
-Mr. Martin: Look,
I don't think there's anything
going on, I promise you.
But, I hear what you're saying.
She's staying with us tonight.
She's had a day.
She's doing much better,
looking a lot more cheerful.
Love, maybe we should fetch her
so that Sam can see
she's doing fine.
I think you should
grow some fucking balls
is what you should do.
(laughs)
Oh, my wife.
Eh? Her bark is something,
but she got no bite.
She's soft as caramel.
But, it's getting late.
She's very protective
of the girl, so, uh
I'll bring her to you in
the morning, I promise.
But, in the meantime,
I suggest you settle in,
-and get good and pissed.
-(laughs)
Drinks are on the house
for both of you.
Doesn't sound too bad.
(muffled pub chatter)
♪
(pub chatter)
Woman:
Jess!
Oh, here he is!
The man of the hour!
Don't be like that.
Lemme get you a drink.
You alright?
-Thank you, yeah. Maybe later.
-You sure?
Let me take you to
that table over there.
Hey! Hey, this is Sam.
-(indistinct greetings)
-Hi.
(overlapping chatter, cheering)
(cheering)
(overlapping chatter)
♪
(indistinct chatter)
Oh my God! (laughs)
This one's for you, Sam!
-(playing piano)
-(pub cheering)
Swim, Sam, swim ♪
Show them
you're some swimmer ♪
Swim just like
the swan swam ♪
(singing fades)
(angelic vocalizing)
(inaudible chatter)
Show them
you're some swimmer ♪
Swim just like
the swan swam ♪
You know how the swan swam ♪
Six sharp shivering sharks,
all snapping at your limbs ♪
So swipe 'em swiftly
as they swoop ♪
(singing fades, indistinct)
(singing continues)
(glass shatters)
(inaudible)
(eerie music playing)
(muffled laughter)
Swim, Sam ♪
Swim! ♪
(toilet flushes)
♪
(angelic vocalizing)
♪
(chittering, squeaking)
(chittering, squeaking
continues)
♪
(gasping)
(screaming)
(gasping)
(distorted screaming)
(silence)
(gasps)
(sighs)
(opens trunk)
(thud)
♪
(slams trunk)
(melancholy guitar playing)
(birds chirping)
(woman vocalizing)
(vocalizing continues)
♪
SAM: I saw things, Jason.
Flesh and mutilation and
her top covered in blood.
What you went through,
I don't have a clue
what that is like.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
SAM: Something's going on.
WOMAN: What? The dry run
of the festival?
MAN:
It's like I've been here before.
WOMAN:
You know you haven't, right?
WOMAN 2: Grief wants mayhem
and chaos and havoc.
It wants its pound of flesh.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
MAN: There's no phones.
Causeway doesn't open
until 4:06.
It's coming.
The darkness is coming.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(vocalizing continues)
♪
(metallic clicking)
Man:
What? No, oh no, no, no.
No, no, no. Shit. Shit, Cas.
Did they go in the office?
Did they go in the office, Cas?
Because the because
the money's in the office.
The money for Aday
is in the office.
40,000 pounds.
No, Cas--
Yes, it was.
Listen--
No, hold on! Well, we--
You-you could just shout at me
or we can figure out
how the fuck
No, no, no, no!
Don't tell the police!
Why would you tell the police?
Because it's 40 grand in cash!
How are you gonna explain
40 fucking grand
in cash to the fucking
(sighs)
♪
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, yes.
I should've told you,
and I didn't, and I'm sorry.
But, we are where we are,
and Aday needs the money today
or we're fucked.
So, when the police go,
would you please see
if it's still there?
Thank you.
I'm gonna call Aday right now
and see if I can re--
I'll make another--
Well, I'm gonna call him.
Yeah--
(horse snorts)
How are the kids?
Oh, jeez.
That's all we need.
Can't you persuade her to
choose another instrument?
(sighs)
Trombone it is then.
-(wind blowing)
-(metallic clicking)
Yes, I'm just about to start.
(birds chirping)
-I'm heading down
to the river now.
-(horse snorting)
(birds chirping)
("Dog Days Are Over"
by Florence + The Machine
playing, tinny)
(music becomes clear)
Happiness hit her ♪
Like a train on a track ♪
Coming towards her ♪
Stuck still,
no turning back ♪
(river flowing)
She hid around corners ♪
And she hid under beds ♪
She killed it with kisses ♪
-(man sobbing)
- And from it she fled ♪
With every bubble ♪
-(sobbing)
-She sank with a drink ♪
And washed it away ♪
Down the kitchen sink ♪
-(sobbing continues)
-The dog days are over ♪
The dog days are done ♪
The horses are coming ♪
So you better run ♪
Run fast for your mother ♪
(sobbing) Oh God
Run for your children,
for your sisters and brothers ♪
Leave all your love
and your longing behind ♪
You can't carry it with you
if you want to survive ♪
-The dog days are over ♪
-(continues sobbing)
The dog days are done ♪
Can you hear the horses? ♪
-(song abruptly ends)
-(river flowing)
(angelic vocalizing)
♪
(angelic vocalizing continues)
(river flowing)
(vocalizing continues)
(cricket chirps)
(vocalizing fades away)
(child crying)
Girl:
Quickly!
(crying continues)
(wind blowing)
-(crying)
-Girl: Stop being a baby!
Pull it harder!
(insect buzzing)
(crying continues)
Girl:
No, pull it!
(crying)
(birds chirping)
♪
(crying)
Girl:
Pull!
(crying)
Step back.
-(crack)
-(man gasps)
(gasping)
♪
(rope creaking)
(grunts)
(creaking)
(panting)
Hey!
-(rocks sliding)
-Hey!
(panting, groaning)
(grunting)
Oh! Breathe! Breathe!
(grunts)
(rope creaking)
(gasps)
(struggling)
(panting)
(grunts)
(panting)
Shit.
Oh God. (panting)
♪
Come on. Come on. Oh fuck.
(girl gasps)
-It's okay, I'm helping you.
-(coughing)
Can you breathe?
Can you breathe?
-(panting)
-Nod if you can breathe.
That's good.
Show me where it hurts.
It's okay,
it's okay.
(girl coughs)
My eyes hurt as well.
Man:
You need to see a doctor.
-No
-Gotta take you to a hospital.
-Girl: No.
-Should call the police.
No!
(sighs)
-What's your name?
-Epona.
Man:
Look,
Epona.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Alright? And, uh, you might
have a serious injury.
I can't--
I can't just walk away.
Don't He'll kill me.
Who'll kill you?
Where do you live?
Epona:
Just drive straight.
I'll tell you the way.
(alarm chirps)
(birds chirping)
Who was that boy?
Epona:
What boy?
(door shuts)
♪
(Epona coughing)
(coughing)
(puts key in ignition)
It's okay. It's alright.
I'm just getting you some water.
-(opens glove compartment)
-See?
-(shuts glove compartment)
-Have you got some salt?
Salt? Uh
Yeah, in the side pocket,
I think.
(rips packet)
I used to work
with young people.
I was in social care, so
I know that doesn't mean
I know anything about you,
but, um, what I'm
saying is I've talked
with kids who've
been through stuff.
I understand problems.
You won't understand mine.
Okay.
I'll go first.
My name's Sam,
and
I am extremely pleased
to meet you, Epona.
♪
There, see?
Now we're communicating.
Yeah, well, don't go changing
your Facebook status just yet.
(laughs)
Alright. What else? Uh
I'm married.
I have three children,
two girls and a boy.
My oldest girl's
actually about your age, so
I "get" crazy.
That's what you do then?
You work with kids?
No, not anymore.
Me and my wife
run a garden center.
Right.
That's a bit different.
Yeah.
Yeah,
that was the point.
♪
Is it something at home?
You know
it's easier to sometimes say
things to people you don't know.
It's a dog's name. Sam.
Where is it
I'm taking you?
Carry on till
you hit the sea.
I live on Osea.
Causeway opens in
about 20 minutes.
-Sam: Causeway?
-Epona: Yeah. Gotta wait
till the tide's out.
(gravel crunching)
(brakes squeaking)
(water lapping)
(applies handbrake)
(birds chirping)
♪
(wind blowing)
(undoes seatbelt)
Thank you.
-Shit.
-(birds chirping)
Aday, it's Sam. Uh, look.
Look, we've been burgled. Uh
Please, will you call me back?
Just call me. Thank you.
(hissing)
(insects scuttling)
(scuttling continues)
(wind blowing)
(waves washing ashore)
(birds chirping)
Sam:
God
Come on.
Fuck!
Stupid
(sighs)
♪
I'm waiting for this call.
This important call.
Maybe you shouldn't come over.
Why?
-Why shouldn't I come over?
-Well,
drive then.
(starts engine)
(releases brake)
♪
You can't fall off.
(angelic vocalizing)
(wind blowing)
(angelic vocalizing continues)
(vocalizing fades away)
You okay?
Yeah
Just feels familiar.
Epona:
Have you been here before?
No.
My granddad was stationed
here during the war.
That's how I know
about it, but
I-I've never been here.
Epona:
You've not got long.
Causeway closes at 3:50 today.
Won't open again
till morning.
♪
Epona:
Look!
-It's Jesus and the sea.
-Hm?
It's a festival.
We do it every year,
but this year's special.
They're opening it up,
letting outsiders in.
-Turn it into a big
music festival.
-Music festival?
-What, with bands?
-Epona: Yeah.
-We need the money.
-Sam: When's all that happening?
Epona:
Soon. It's just a rehearsal.
How many of you live here?
Ninety-three.
Ninety-three? (chuckles)
Doing all this?
(indistinct shouting
in distance)
You wouldn't believe what
these people are capable of.
(crowd chatter, laughter)
Man:
Ha! Hoo! Ha! Huh!
-Sam: What's all this?
-Epona: It's part
of the festival.
They're the Sajora.
They came from the sea once
a year to sniff out evil.
(children laughing)
-If they find it,
they cut it out.
-(grunting, snipping)
Everything here is
either salt or soil.
-Salt or soil?
-Epona: Yeah.
Sea or land.
Just stuff we believe in.
Traditions.
♪
(birds chirping)
(shuts off engine,
applies handbrake)
(pulls out key)
You should just go.
Just leave.
You know I'm not gonna do that.
Alright.
Take me to the Martins.
They run the pub.
They're good people.
Epona, look
If there's something
hurting you here
or scaring you
you can tell me.
You're a nice man, Sam.
Thank you for caring about me.
(undoes seatbelt)
(children laughing, chattering)
I found her in the woods
um, on the mainland. Uh
(Sam sighs)
-I just found her.
I-I didn't-- I didn't know
-(heavy breathing)
Come with me, me love.
Playing, was it?
Little game?
Epona:
Please don't tell my dad.
Mr. Martin:
Just messin' was it, love?
Little game?
-Mrs. Martin:
Shut up, you fuckin' idiot.
-(Epona crying)
(chuckles)
-That'll be it,
some kind of game.
-Look,
I'm not a doctor, so I don't
-I don't know if I-- if I--
-Ah, don't worry.
Now, what can I get you?
We've snacks.
There's crisps, nuts,
fresh sandwiches.
-Got a lovely guest ale
on at the moment--
-Mrs. Martin: Fuckhead!
In here now!
(door creaking)
(chuckles)
♪
(creaking)
(indistinct whispering)
(sighs)
(creaking)
(sighs)
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
(children laughing)
♪
Mr. Martin:
Frederick
Nicholas Charrington.
As in Charrington's Brewery?
Built this whole island.
He was in the East End one day
when he saw a woman, surrounded
by her starving kids,
begging her husband
not to spend
their last few pence on booze.
The man snaps, beats
the living flip out of her.
Charrington steps in.
He gets knocked into a gutter,
and when he looks up,
what's he see there above
this raging drunk's head
but his own name. Charrington.
Found God in that moment.
Bought Osea,
took a bunch of drunks here
to build a perfect
sober world, and
here we are.
Here we are, in a pub.
In a pub, yeah. Yeah!
(laughing) In a pub!
Can I use your phone?
I-I can't get a signal.
Oh, they're doing work on
the main exchange this weekend.
It's an upgrade to handle
the traffic for the festival.
I mean, it's intermittent now,
but come 4:00,
it'll be out for
the whole weekend.
Landlines and mobiles,
so if you're out,
we'll be out as well.
There's this man,
I really need to phone him.
-What man's this?
-This guy.
Aday. I just
Aday? What's that?
Is that an African name,
is it?
Yeah, I think so.
Maybe Nigerian.
Oh. Yeah.
Yeah.
Big African community
on the mainland.
Not Nigerians. Somalis.
I mean, some say
they cause trouble,
but I don't
think that's fair.
Not after what
they've been through.
I mean, some of them have
been child soldiers, Sam.
Yeah.
Lots of East Europeans, too.
So you need to speak
to this man, do you?
Yeah.
We got burgled.
-Oh no!
-Yeah. Not our house.
Our business.
We run a garden center,
and they broke in.
(sighs)
-My goodness.
-Mm.
So, where's this?
Where are you from?
-London. Now. I mean.
-(pouring drink)
We're, uh
we're trying to move.
There's a planning thing
going on today,
actually, which is
why all this is
-It's so
-Goodness,
what a big day for you.
Oh, I know!
Well, here you go.
It's a small
consolation, but still.
How is she? Epona?
Oh. Physically,
she's fine, but
I do think it's
beginning to hit home,
what she was about to
She's not said anything, but
kids these days,
they mess around, don't they?
There was a boy with her.
-Really?
-Mm.
Oh, she said
she was on her own.
There was a young boy with her,
glasses and curly hair.
Oh. I don't know
who that could be.
Well, he's definitely
not from Osea.
Well, I-I think
she's hiding something.
What would she be hiding?
What do you know
about her father?
Hold on a minute, Sam.
Jason's a good man.
He's a bit rough around
the edges, as are many here,
but they're all good people.
I promise you that.
Do you have children?
-Yeah, three.
Two girls and a boy.
-Oh, wonderful.
-What a great blessing.
-Mm.
One never given
to me and my wife.
Seven pregnancies, Sam.
Seven.
Not one came to term. Not one.
No. Oh well.
I guess it wasn't God's plan.
Oh, well, we get by.
We're happy. We live.
But deep inside, yeah,
something is missing, yeah.
Well, you're welcome to stay.
I'd love that.
We have a room for you upstairs.
Room number one,
-it's on the house for you.
-Oh.
I know you'll be wantin'
to get back to your family.
-Yeah.
-Be desperate,
today of all days.
-Jesus and the sea?
-Esus and the sea.
Esus was sort of like
a-a Celtic war god.
Some do choose to make
a link with our savior.
Early Christian scholars
in England were druidic.
Not many people know that.
We're using our history
for this festival.
There's a lot of it here.
And we need this to work.
Times have been hard.
We've been through
some bad things.
(children laughing, chattering)
So, just out for a walk
in those woods, then?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, I was just
By that stream?
Long way from home on
such an important day.
-My wife says she
recognizes you.
-Excuse me?
Yeah. She said there's something
familiar about your face.
♪
I've never been here before.
Oh well.
She's a funny fish, my wife.
Look, there's something
going on with Epona.
I need to know you get that.
Sam
It's okay.
Epona is safe. You saved her.
You saved this child.
Right?
Now, let's get you off Osea
before this causeway closes
and you have to stay
here in paradise forever.
(car keys jingle)
(alarm beeping)
Now, that is not good.
(text notification chimes)
♪
Mr. Martin: Sam?
Sam?
(car door clicking)
Mr. Martin:
He's not there!
Danny! He's not up
at the big house.
-They don't know where he is.
-How long till
the causeway closes?
(sighs)
Fifteen, maybe 20 minutes.
No, I-I-I need to
get off this island.
(sighs) Well, you
might be out of luck.
Like I said,
we have a room for you.
Number one, no key.
No one has locks around here.
It's yours free of charge,
if you want it.
No, I need to get off
this fucking island now!
(birds chirping)
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I just
Look, alright.
I'm gonna tell you something.
My wife just texted me.
The burglars took
only one thing.
Cash.
40,000 pounds in cash.
Why would you have
40,000 pounds in cash?
The man I told you
I have to call, Aday.
He's a planning officer,
and we're bribing him
to get our plans approved.
They're in final committee.
Today, this afternoon.
This is-- this is not
who we are. It's really not.
But, it was the only way.
They said that they
weren't-- they-- they
They said they were
gonna turn it down.
He told me they would.
I need-- I need to talk to him.
I need a phone that works.
So, who else knew
about this money?
Oh, just me.
-And--
-And Aday.
♪
Sam, you know this man's
robbed you, don't you?
You tell him you know.
He's just got greedy,
that's all.
You tell him you know he did it,
say you're calling the police
unless he plays ball.
He's just chancing it.
He's not gonna wanna go down
for burglary. You tell him.
I-I-I really need
to get to a phone.
I can't even get a signal.
I got that text,
-and then it died again.
-Look, I'm gonna go to the pier,
Danny can't be far.
And we'll get you
over that causeway.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you for all this.
Mr. Martin:
Don't be silly.
After what you
did for Epona?
Helping people is what
this place is all about.
(bird chirping)
Looks like you're staying.
No, I can't stay.
You can't leave.
How's Epona doing?
I remember you so well.
Excuse me?
Mrs. Martin:
Making those appeals on the TV.
♪
I remember thinking,
my God, what a man.
To lose how you lost.
Your precious little angel.
And people getting angry
and wanting to blame immigrants.
And you come out
afterwards and say,
"No, don't. Don't blame them."
That was a long time ago.
Pain doesn't know time.
Must hurt going back
into those woods.
It does.
That's the point.
Hm.
Most people are scared of pain.
They don't know
how warm it can be.
(tense music playing)
Tell me, Sam.
Did you really think
we shouldn't blame them?
Weren't you tempted
just to hurt someone?
I need to use the toilet.
Yeah, use the nice one.
The one upstairs.
♪
(door creaking, slams)
(breathes deeply)
(sighs)
(running water)
(scraping)
(indistinct shouting)
(shouting continues)
Right, what did you do?
What did you do?!
Get him out of here
(indistinct)
-Why is he here?!
-(Sam gasps)
Mrs. Martin:
Get out of here!
-Jason: That's my daughter!
-Mr. Martin: I know.
(shouting continues)
Mr. Martin:
Oh now, here we go.
Fuck! (pants)
(shouting continues)
(heavy breathing)
(inaudible)
(Jason crying)
(window rattling)
(heavy breathing)
He had a fucking gun!
Well,
he's a farmer, Sam.
He turns up with a gun because
someone's asking some questions.
Doesn't-- doesn't that
say something to you?
Look,
Jason's not dangerous.
Really?
She looked terrified.
Terrified of him.
-Mr. Martin: She's not scared.
She's angry, that's all.
-(Epona crying)
She didn't want us
to say anything.
But it's her dad,
we had to.
We're all people of God here.
Now, I know not everyone
believes, and that's fine.
It's a modern world.
We don't judge.
But we look after one another,
take care of each other.
That girl is
a daughter to us all.
We will not let her be hurt.
Man:
Sorry!
-Sorry!
-Mr. Martin: Danny,
where've you been?
-This man needs to make
the causeway!
-Danny: Oh, shit.
You better hurry, mate.
Causeway's closing now.
♪
Mate! It's fucking closing!
♪
-Good luck with
the planning fella.
-Yeah.
-Hope it goes like you deserve.
-Thank you.
Go! Go on, then!
♪
(sighs)
(eerie music playing)
♪
(tires screech)
♪
(driving on gravel)
(seagulls cawing)
(waves washing ashore)
(wind blowing)
(sighs)
♪
(wind blowing)
(waves washing ashore)
Hey!
(wind blowing)
Wait!
(panting)
Hold on!
(indistinct,
overlapping whispering)
(whispering continues)
-(whispering stops)
-(wind blowing)
Sam:
Hold on!
I just wanna talk!
♪
(birds cawing)
(knocking oysters)
-(waves washing ashore)
-(knocking oysters)
(clacking)
(wind blowing)
(man yelling)
-Jason: It ain't right.
-Man 1: She's your girl,
she's your daughter.
After what they
took from you?
This island is
a fucking mess.
(indistinct yelling)
Man 1:
And he walks in and says no!
That fucking cunt
up at the big house!
Why's he leading us?
-Man 2: 'Cause he's
in the big house?
-Man 1: Fuck the big house!
He's a fucking cunt,
and we all know it!
Even he knows he's a cunt.
That's how much of a cunt he is.
(laughter)
(wind blowing)
-(indistinct arguing)
-(panting)
He hasn't done anything
more than mess things up.
(Sam breathing heavily)
That boy (indistinct)
♪
And he comes in here,
fucking saying things about you,
holding on to
your daughter!
-(banging)
-(laughing)
-(banging continues)
-(Jason yelling)
-(banging, yelling stops)
-(Sam gasps)
-(heavy breathing)
-Man 1: Needs to be taken, J
Jason:
I need a piss.
♪
(footsteps)
(urinating)
(stops urinating)
♪
(zips up)
(Sam panting)
(heavy breathing)
(wind blowing)
(birds chirping)
(slams door)
(clicking phone receiver)
(faint buzzing, clock ticking)
(buzzing getting louder)
(water running)
(shuts door)
What-- For God's sake.
(woman screaming)
-What are you doing?
-No, no. It's alright.
It's ok-- it's okay. I'm here.
What?
Here, in this room.
Staying here.
-Were you watching me?
-No.
No, I didn't know you--
They said I could--
They said I could
have this room.
-This is my room.
-I know, but they--
they said--
Get out.
-They--
-Woman: Get the fuck out!
(door shuts)
(clicking)
(door creaks)
Look, I didn't mean
to shock you.
The bed was disturbed,
but it didn't look like
there was a person in it.
Well, there was
a person in it.
-Yes, I know that--
-And that is my fucking room.
Okay? I paid for it.
It is mine.
-Yeah.
-Okay.
God.
(sighs)
(lifts phone, clicks receiver)
-(sighs)
-(grabs glass)
-(pouring)
-Do you at least want a drink?
I don't drink.
Alright, gimme one of those.
-Thought you didn't drink.
-I'm not looking for a sponsor.
(pouring)
Look, I'm sorry if
I was a little--
I'm not normally like this.
It's just I was asleep.
Standing over someone
when they're sleeping,
that's creepy.
(laughs)
-(sighs)
-What the fuck are you doing?
I need to make a call.
I have a planning thing
going through,
and, right now, if I don't make
a call in the next 20 minutes,
it will completely collapse,
and I might lose my business
and my home,
and none of the fucking phones
are working.
(sighs)
My phone's working.
What?
Yeah. I mean,
it's cutting out a little bit
because of the work
on the exchange,
but generally, it's fine.
-They said all
the lines were down!
-(laughs)
Can I use it, please?
(sighs)
Um, can I call my wife first?
She doesn't know where I am.
(chuckles) Sure, but you
only got three minutes.
Engineers stop work
at 5:15, and then
there really will be no
lines until Monday at all.
Can I take this outside?
No! Fuck you,
that's my phone.
Yeah.
(sighs)
Aday! Aday, it's Sam.
No, I'm-- I'm,
uh, I'm in a place
where my phone
doesn't get reception.
Now? You're going
in right now?
Okay, alright.
I know what you did, okay?
I know.
Aday,
only the money was missing.
Only you and I knew about it.
How do you-- Alright, stop.
No, stop. I'm gonna tell
you what's gonna happen.
You are gonna go in there,
and you're gonna pass
our applications.
Listen, you're gonna go in
and you're gonna pass our plans,
or the next call I make
is to the police.
♪
Do you understand? Yeah.
I-I-I know there'll be
repercussions for me,
but you will go down
for burglary, and you
you will lose your job.
What do you mean?
What hospital?
Your wife?
What emergency?
So, you have proof?
Alright. Alright, yeah, I'm--
Um, I made a mistake.
No, no, no, I only--
I mentioned the police--
No, no, I'm not gonna call
them because I was wrong.
I thought something wrong.
Aday. No, no, no, Aday!
Don't turn it down!
No, we can fix this! We can!
Aday!
Aday
So
what did I just witness?
(sighs)
Look, do you wanna, uh, talk
about what just happened?
So, you here for
the festival?
I am.
I got my PhD on
the Essex Witch Trials
and perceptions of women
in Civil War England.
And they're basing the festival
on a Celtic Cromlach,
and they wanna imbue it
with Osea's history.
What's a Cromlach?
It's like
a Celtic bacchanal.
Charrington revived it.
His big idea was to take
criminals and addicts
and give them a few days
to blow off steam
so that they'd be fine
for the rest of the year.
And how did that work out?
It was a fucking blast.
Three people died. (laughs)
I think you should,
you know
talk about it.
You know, all this
stiff upper whatever shit.
What do you think
of these people?
-What do you mean?
-Just
I think they're great.
I've been here a few times.
They've always been amazing.
Well
they're a little,
"don't stray from the path,"
but they're good people.
(chuckles)
Protective of their way
of life, but why not?
If you had a place like this,
wouldn't you wanna protect it?
You got kids, then?
Three.
Two girls and a boy.
Nice.
I got two girls.
You married?
Kind of.
What's he do?
Your kinda husband?
Nothing.
-He does nothing.
-(door opens)
(tense music playing)
♪
Excuse me, do you know where
the owners are? The Martins?
(pumping)
Man:
(drinking) So
(sniff)
This is you, is it?
Woman:
Excuse me, I just spoke.
Words.
(scoffs)
You're nice.
I like your lips.
(indistinct chatter)
-You didn't make the causeway!
-Sam: Yeah.
-I didn't make it.
-Larry, why don't
you go home?
-You're not supposed
to be here now.
-(laughs)
Who's gonna stop me
from being here, eh?
I think you know
the answer to that.
Go on.
(Sam sighs)
Sorry about Larry.
-He's a good man.
-Sam: Really? He
doesn't seem like a good man.
-(chuckles)
-Mr. Martin: Oh, well,
we remember him as a boy.
He was such a loving child.
When we lost most of
the oyster beds, people changed.
Some found anger.
-Sam: Yeah.
-I put Mrs. Paffard
in room one, love.
Yeah, and then you
put him in it, too,
you fucking dog brain.
-Yeah.
-Mr. Martin:
Oh, I did! Good lord.
We've only
the one room spare.
-Mrs. Martin:
They'll have to share then.
-(scoffs)
What?
Or get out.
Mr. Martin:
Don't worry, I'll get me tools.
Put a curtain up,
you won't know the difference.
A curtain?
A fucking curtain?
Look, causeway opens at 7:28.
I'll wake you at 6:30
with an Osea breakfast,
make sure you get
off safe and sound.
It's the only way.
They're opening the hotel there
in a few months, The Seabird,
but for now
That okay?
-Do we have a choice?
-Mrs. Martin: Yeah.
Swim.
-Where's Epona?
-Mrs. Martin: She's safe.
-That wasn't what I asked.
-Mr. Martin: Look,
I don't think there's anything
going on, I promise you.
But, I hear what you're saying.
She's staying with us tonight.
She's had a day.
She's doing much better,
looking a lot more cheerful.
Love, maybe we should fetch her
so that Sam can see
she's doing fine.
I think you should
grow some fucking balls
is what you should do.
(laughs)
Oh, my wife.
Eh? Her bark is something,
but she got no bite.
She's soft as caramel.
But, it's getting late.
She's very protective
of the girl, so, uh
I'll bring her to you in
the morning, I promise.
But, in the meantime,
I suggest you settle in,
-and get good and pissed.
-(laughs)
Drinks are on the house
for both of you.
Doesn't sound too bad.
(muffled pub chatter)
♪
(pub chatter)
Woman:
Jess!
Oh, here he is!
The man of the hour!
Don't be like that.
Lemme get you a drink.
You alright?
-Thank you, yeah. Maybe later.
-You sure?
Let me take you to
that table over there.
Hey! Hey, this is Sam.
-(indistinct greetings)
-Hi.
(overlapping chatter, cheering)
(cheering)
(overlapping chatter)
♪
(indistinct chatter)
Oh my God! (laughs)
This one's for you, Sam!
-(playing piano)
-(pub cheering)
Swim, Sam, swim ♪
Show them
you're some swimmer ♪
Swim just like
the swan swam ♪
(singing fades)
(angelic vocalizing)
(inaudible chatter)
Show them
you're some swimmer ♪
Swim just like
the swan swam ♪
You know how the swan swam ♪
Six sharp shivering sharks,
all snapping at your limbs ♪
So swipe 'em swiftly
as they swoop ♪
(singing fades, indistinct)
(singing continues)
(glass shatters)
(inaudible)
(eerie music playing)
(muffled laughter)
Swim, Sam ♪
Swim! ♪
(toilet flushes)
♪
(angelic vocalizing)
♪
(chittering, squeaking)
(chittering, squeaking
continues)
♪
(gasping)
(screaming)
(gasping)
(distorted screaming)
(silence)
(gasps)
(sighs)
(opens trunk)
(thud)
♪
(slams trunk)
(melancholy guitar playing)
(birds chirping)
(woman vocalizing)
(vocalizing continues)
♪
SAM: I saw things, Jason.
Flesh and mutilation and
her top covered in blood.
What you went through,
I don't have a clue
what that is like.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
SAM: Something's going on.
WOMAN: What? The dry run
of the festival?
MAN:
It's like I've been here before.
WOMAN:
You know you haven't, right?
WOMAN 2: Grief wants mayhem
and chaos and havoc.
It wants its pound of flesh.
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
MAN: There's no phones.
Causeway doesn't open
until 4:06.
It's coming.
The darkness is coming.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪