Dead and Buried (2024) s01e02 Episode Script

1
He was released on licence.
He's served his sentence.
SHE GASPS
That's him. Michael McAllister.
I set up a fake account,
Molly Bloom.
I was thinking about sending him
a message.
I just wanted to see how he lived,
all the things he has,
that my brother never had.
But you didn't actually
enter the house?
No.
That would be a crime
and you'd have to report it.
I can explain.
I just wanted to see his house
in the flesh.
Raymie.
Have you got no shame?
It's not what you think.
It's exactly what I think.
It's fucking twisted.
Oh, shit.
Shit, shit.
I'm actually quite touched
that Raymie's so upset.
He isn't normally one
to show emotion.
Just get in the car.
Are you saying he's
He's cold, or?
He's a safe pair of hands.
You know, he's steady. No drama.
He isn't one to pick a fight.
Fucking fucking him! Him!
I'm not fucking him!
I'm fucking with him.
I don't care about the semantics,
Cathy, you
I was messing with him!
Are you following me?
Do you know why I'm here?
You left your fucking iPad open.
I read everything.
It's not like that. Do you love him?
What?
I hate him.
He killed my brother.
So naturally, you're friends
with him online? No, Molly Bloom is.
You are Molly Bloom. No, I'm not.
I made her up. She's not me.
I'm using her to
What were you going to
get out of this?
Revenge.
Have you any idea how sick this is?
How insane?
I can see it from your side.
From every fucking side, Cathy.
This isn't normal.
Do you think watching him like this
without his knowledge,
do you think that
that is acceptable behaviour?
I suppose it's a sliding scale.
Murdering someone would be
on the other end of it.
Honest to God, I just wanted
to slap her stupid face.
Jesus.
I said to her, "How am I supposed
to feel when I see that man?"
She says, "It's not for me
to tell you how you should feel."
It just makes me want to scream.
So how's Raymie now?
Oh, watching me like a bloody hawk.
Or like a concerned husband.
PHONE RINGS
Oh
Ah. On cue.
Calls me five times a day
to check I am where I say I am.
In case I'm still doing
Michael McAllister.
Not still.
Look, he's scared.
He thinks you were cheating.
It means actually reading the book
and not looking it up on Wikipedia,
because I will know.
It means not watching the film
version, because it's different,
and I will know.
In short
ALL: You will know.
Very good.
BELL RINGS
Go on, go on now.
Have a nice weekend.
Andrew.
Is there something
I can help you with?
Uh, should I be in detention
or what?
Should you be in detention?
For mooching off?
Should have answered the door.
Andrew McAllister?
Yes. You've, um
You've been absent a lot recently.
Have I met your dad?
No. My mum, she does
all the school stuff.
Well, it doesn't seem to be working,
Andrew.
Maybe you could ask your dad
to come in for a chat.
Yeah, sure.
Go.
PHONE ALER
LAPTOP ALER
SHE TYPES
I'm home.
SHE SNIFFLES
Could you come up?
FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS
Hiya. What's up?
Anything you want to tell me?
HE CHUCKLES QUIETLY
Who is she?
Who's who?
Whoever these belong to. They're
black lace. Not exactly my style.
Oh, here now,
would you ever wise up?
Give me your phone. What?
I want to see your phone.
Here. Password's
I know what the password is.
Here, think about it.
Think about it.
There's two men in this house now,
isn't there?
So
..he's either got a girlfriend
or
Oh, don't. Seriously?
Hey, look. Boys will be boys.
And occasionally girls.
You know, before you start
pointing the finger at me,
you should be thinking about
other things, like Michael.
What?
Do you not want this?
PHONE ALER
Aren't you going to check that?
Sally. Wants a chat.
Michael?
Sorry.
Come on to bed.
No, I'm fine.
ROCK MUSIC PLAYS
MUSIC CONTINUES FROM HEADPHONES
PHONE ALER
DOOR OPENS
HE GROANS
What time is it?
Well done, Da.
You broke the iPad.
Oh, fuck.
My form teacher wants you
to come in for a chat.
What? No, no. Your ma usually
does all that stuff.
Yeah, well, he asked for you.
Thank you.
I'm going to go round Gary's
to watch the match.
Sally never said.
I'm sure it'll be fine
if you want to come.
I wasn't invited.
Hiya, love. Listen, I completely
forgot about the football.
I mean, it is on
every bloody evening, but
No, it was just, um
Raymie said that you were annoyed
I didn't invite you round.
What the hell did he say that for?
Of course I'm not annoyed.
Quiet one in with my boys,
fine by me.
How are they doing? Much quieter
when it's not their team.
You mean when they're not drinking,
more like. Yeah.
Um, here,
what are you doing Thursday?
Fancy a wee girlie night out?
Aye, perfect.
Could go to Murphy's.
Have a few drinks,
let our hair down.
BRAKES SCREECH
Cathy, where are you? Er
I already told you.
SHOUTING FROM TV ROOM
You're not at bloody home,
that's for sure.
Now tell me where you are
and what the fuck you're doing.
You'll only shout at me.
Cathy.
I'm on the A5,
following that fucking murderer.
Stay on the phone.
I'm getting in the car right now.
Well, John! How wonderful
to see you. Long time, no see.
We'll get us a cup of tea.
That's great. Thank you.
Well, I'll talk to you later.
Great seeing you again. Fantastic.
How you doing? Nice to see you.
Very good to see you. And yourself.
Look, here they are.
Better late than never.
All right? Sorry.
Hope we didn't miss the
Andrew had homework.
Oh, I see. Oh, don't worry. Wee
trials
OK, my brethren, this way, please.
Follow me now, Brothers of Caleb,
into the room here.
All right, everybody in.
Come on in
Oh, Jesus.
What the fuck are you doing?
What are you doing here? Cathy
Seriously?
Shit!
I told you not to come.
What, so you could do something
bloody stupid again?
And you took the child
on a fucking stakeout?
He's grand.
"Stakeout".
Well, look, what if Raymie
finds out that you? Shh!
What?
What's that?
FAINT SINGING
I don't know.
It's like amale voice choir
or something.
Stay with Sasha. Cathy! Ple
Cathy!
Cathy, please come back. I beg you!
Please. You can't leave
Cathy!
SINGING CONTINUES
Mummy?
# How great Thou art
# How great Thou art!
# Then sings my soul
# My Saviour God, to Thee
# How great Thou art #
SINGING CONTINUES FAINTLY
Thank you, brothers. Very nice.
Now, if you'd just follow me, grab
a chair and we form a circle inside.
Thank you. Come on in.
Everybody grab chairs here,
and, uh, we'll just set them
around here facing me.
Here, that'll be great.
What the fuck is she doing?
Now, this evening, we welcome
a new disciple, Brother Cooper.
ALL MURMUR GREETINGS
Brother Cooper, perhaps you can
tell us why you are here.
It's worse than I thought!
They're born-again Christians.
Seriously, they're just the worst.
Cathy, love, this isn't funny.
I mean, I'm actually starting
to feel sorry for him now.
What? Oh, come on!
He has served his time.
He's built a new life for himself.
He's found the fucking Lord,
whatever.
What more do you want him to do?
It's like you're hoping
he's still out there killing people.
Seriously.
BROTHER COOPER: He later passed away
at the hospital.
My superiors accepted
it was self-defence, but, um
..I have such nightmares.
Brother Cooper, we are here for you.
ALL AGREE
We are, all of us,
to one degree or another,
in the same boat.
We are all sinners.
ALL AGREE
The Lord is with you.
And the Lord is with us.
So let us pray now
for Brother Cooper.
Be merciful, O Lord,
to our offences, and
PRAYER FADES OU
Hey.
Do you know what? I just
..don't want to hear it.
Because you're just
going to keep doing
whatever it is you think
you're doing.
You listen to no-one.
Seriously, I actually don't even
know what to say to you.
Look, it's nearly full-time, so
you'd
better get home before Raymie gets
there.
Or maybe you don't care. I don't
know. No, Sally, please don't.
I promise. No. Do you know what?
I have heard it all before, Cathy.
Just keep me out of it, all right?
I'll see you on Thursday.
At Murphy's.
CAR STARTS
MEN CHATTER
Dad? What?
Look at the car.
Fuck.
Goodness' sake.
Michael?
Who's that?
I don't know, some flippin' lunatic
on the loose or what?
Hey! Hey!
Hey.
Peace offering.
Come on.
I had a long talk with Raymie
last night.
Everything out in the open,
everything sorted.
Just to say it's done.
Michael McAllister's gone.
Locked in the shed at the bottom
of my garden.
He's not actually locked
in your shed?
Cathy, I swear, you're a stupid
figure sometimes.
Now come on, give it here.
Where was I going to get
a fancy coffee round here?
Worked, though, didn't it?
Saw your Michael McAllister
yesterday.
MY Michael McAllister?
After you drove off like a nut.
I looked at him. He looked at me.
You were caught
in his tractor beams.
He looksso normal.
SHE SCOFFS
Yeah, that's how they get you.
Come on, let's go.
Are we still going to Murphy's?
You tell me you've stopped,
you've physically stopped
this communication
with Michael McAllister. But
..up here?
How does it end?
His wife throws him out.
Loses his job.
Loses everything.
An eye for an eye.
Let's talk about Terry.
How did you first cross paths
with Michael McAllister?
Hey, love! Do you fancy
coming over and giving us a kiss?
Come on.
You afraid your brother
will catch you?
Fuck away off, then.
THEY LAUGH
Come on, Michael, head on.
LAUGHTER
What else is there to say?
Terry! Stop!
Stop, Terry!
Terry, stop!
Get off me, Michael!
You Proddy bastard! You're dead!
Do you hear me? Dead!
Stay the fuck away
from my sister.
Cathy?
Cathy.
What do you think? Yeah.
Yeah. Pretty deep.
Yeah, I tried some stuff on it,
but obviously it didn't make much
of a difference.
You need the industrial stuff.
Leave it with me.
Ah, good man, Leo. Thank you.
It's quiet.
Aye.
One spit of rain
and it's tumbleweeds.
SHE SNIFFLES
Sorry, love.
None of my business,
but are you OK?
I'm fine, thank you.
Sorry.
Bloody men.
Really?
Why's that not a surprise?
One minute you're all loved-up,
the next they're complete shites.
I'm sorry. I'm sure you don't want
to hear about this.
You think you know them
and then they just
..do something.
Still, maybe just a fight, hey?
Worse?
Oh, love.
Do you know what? Sometimes
you just need to let it all out.
And not to your friends or family.
You don't want them thinking
you're having problems, but
..you can tell a complete stranger.
ANDREW: Mr McDaid?
Yes.
Come on in. Hiya. Nice to meet you.
Have a, have a seat.
Sorry, I was waiting for Andrew out
there, but I don't think he's, er
Yes, he's supposed to be here
now, but, er
Should we get started? Yeah.
Yeah. And then Yeah.
So the thing is, Mr McAllister
Oh, Michael, please.
None of this Mr McAllister stuff.
Uh, yeah. Well, the thing is, er,
truancy is
Look, we all did it when we were
kids, and it's kind of expected.
Off the record, we're not going to
throw the book at any pupil
who sneaks a day here and there.
But when it becomes excessive,
it's quite often indicative
of something else.
Something that might be happening
at home.
Er
Maybe we just need to put
the fear of God into him,
so he doesn't do it again.
Yeah. We don't do the
..the fear of God these days. OK.
Sorry, I I really didn't know
he was skipping school now.
To this extent.
That'sthat's not on.
So, er
I mean, we actually moved
from the north a few years back,
and you know how it is up there.
You know?
Everyone in some way connected
to all thatshit.
This was supposed to be about you
and I can't shut up.
And I don't even know that he's done
anything wrong. It just
There's always a sliver of doubt.
I don't know what I'd do if I found
somebody else's knickers.
But he thinks that our son
You know, I read somewhere
that cheaters
are like serial killers.
They always take a memento.
Is that true?
It feels like it might be.
Goodness.
Did you check his phone?
He handed it over no bother.
That's good.
Unless he already deleted it.
You're awful.
Don't mean to be.
Maybe I'm too cynical.
Do you love him?
What?
Yes, course.
There's no "course" about it.
Well, why, do you not love your?
Yeah, absolutely.
That's what makes it so hard.
He's solid, dependable,
knows how to wire a plug.
What's he like in bed?
You're asking a lot there
for a free sticky bun.
No, I just mean, you know
what they say, that
that's the root of every
No complaints.
What about your, uh?
Solid, dependable.
Knows how to wire a plug.
Question is
..do we stick or do we twist?
SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY
That was unexpected.
It was lovely.
And you know, what happens in Vegas
stays in Vegas.
I don't even know your name.
Molly.
It's Molly, Lena.
How did you know my?
Oh.
Sorry, could I get a menu, please?
Yeah. Of course.
You just want your kid
looking up to you.
You know?
He's a bit young yet to realise
I'm only human.
But when I was actually
When I was a young man
..a boy, reallyI was on
the periphery of something.
Something that
I had no control over, and
..I was punished for it,
if you know what I mean.
Do you think Andrew
might know already?
He doesn't.
Just as a dad, you worry.
Maybe you should have a conversation
with Andrew about this.
I will when he's older,
and when I'm
Dad?
You said you'd wait for me.
Yeah, but you were late.
Where were you? I had detention.
Well, that says it all, doesn't it?
BACKGROUND CHATTER
Morning. Hiya.
PHONE RINGS
Good man.
Brother Sullivan.
How are you?
Good?
Look, I know you're a busy man.
I was just wondering if you could
do me a little favour. Mm-hm?
There was a woman outside my house
last night
and she vandalised
my son-in-law's car.
Now, if I were to send you
a licence plate,
maybe you could track her down.
It's not quite as simple as that,
Mr Sullivan. These days,
we've all kinds of bells and
whistles to stop that kind of thing.
But if you're reporting a crime,
then absolutely I can investigate
that for you.
Well, as it's family, I'd really
prefer to keep this private.
I was hoping to rely upon
the solidarity
of the Brothers of Caleb.
Mm?
Well, if it's not to be,
it's not to be.
But I'll tell you what,
I'll text it to you now,
and I'll leave it up to
your own conscience.
Wait.
OK, I I'll see what I can do.
Thank you. And bless you.
Er, and while you're there,
see what else you can find out?
There's not really anything
There's a brother in need.
I think we've all been there.
Yes.
Of course.
PHONE ALER
# Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
# Is go dti tu mo mhuirnin slan
PHONE ALER
# I will dye my petticoats
I'll dye them red #
Keep going!
# Around the world
I'll bake my bread
# Until my parents shall wish me
dead
# Is go dti tu
mo mhuirnin slan #
SINGING FADES
PHONE ALER
PHONE ALER
DOORBELL
Daddy.
Yeah.
An unexpected surprise.
Well, they usually are.
So
..talk to me.
SHE EXHALES
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck. Come on, Cathy.
Come on.
Prick. Fucking prick.
SHE SIGHS
It's too much.
It's too much.
Hi.
Hello. Hi.
This is a bitbit bold.
Yeah, I know, butwe're not
doing anything wrong.
Ish.
I know what you're after.
Erm
..what?
It's the bus company executive
expense account.
Oh, you got me in one.
I can spot them.
SHE LAUGHS
I'm sorry. Here.
All right?
I'm just being stupid, aren't I?
Did he tell you
his car was vandalised?
No. Er
But I saw or I think I saw
"Cheater"?
Er, this woman.
Do you recognise her?
Sally Bowman is her name.
She's a teacher.
No?
What are you saying, Daddy?
That they're?
I don't know.
But I'm going to find out.
Oh, Daddy, you can't just
come round here and show me that
and then say that you don't know.
You can't go around
accusing people of
He's my husband.
Yes, he is.
And perhaps he needs reminding
about the vows he took
before the Lord.
He's been straying away from
the true path for some time now.
No, Daddy, we're just busy.
Moving yous across the border?
No.
No, he wouldn't have an affair.
He just wouldn't.
The ones that wouldn't
are usually the ones who do.
He's no longer
the little broken waif
he was when he first came to us.
And if he's capable of murder,
well
SHE CRIES
Leave it with me, all right?
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
It's not funny.
It kind of is!
Whose were they?
I don't know, not mine!
Hopefully not. Nor hers.
I thought maybe my son - you know
teenage boys - but even that's
And you're sure
there aren't any skeletons?
Knickerless skeletons
in your closet?
I don't mess around.
I don't.
This isn't messing around.
Is it?
And there's nobody at work
who might have set you up?
Somebody you didn't promote?
Some work wife?
I don't think so.
Maybe I'll never find out.
Maybe you won't.
But it certainly adds a little bit
of spice, doesn't it?
Maybe we all need
a little bit of spice.
Oh, I should go.
This was really nice.
Is that her?
The woman from my home.
Where did you get these?
It doesn't matter, I got 'em.
I don't know. I really didn't get
a very good look at her.
Well, take a look now.
Sally Bowman, 40 years old,
103 Silver Arch Gardens.
A teacher at a primary school.
But then again, you probably
knew all that already.
What are you talking about?
Lena thinks you're playing
away from home.
Because some woman
might have written on my car?
Yeah, your car,
from all the cars there.
Then of course
there's the underwear.
Lena found the underwear.
You're literally having
your dirty linen washed in public.
Well, you are putting two and two
together and getting five.
LAUGHS
I am not having an affair.
I don't know who this woman is.
I don't.
I Jack, I'm not doing anything
wrong, I swear to God.
Yeah, well, there's something going
on, and I intend to get to
the bottom of it. Nothing's going
on! Michael, you are a sinner.
You murdered someone.
I gave you a second chance,
and from that,
you got a fine career,
my daughter for a wife,
and a good kid.
But all these things
..can be taken away.
DOOR CLOSES
DANCE MUSIC PLAYING
THEY LAUGH
Cathy, I'm going to get us
some more drinks, OK?
MUSIC FADES OU
Did you hurt yourself?
What?
When you fell from heaven.
THEY LAUGH
Fuck away off. She's married.
MUSIC FADES
KEYS CLATTER
HE GRUNTS
HE GRUNTS
You're drunk.
But in the morning, I will not be.
Michael. Michael. What?
Why'd you have to tell that fucking
old fucker about those fucking
knickers?
Mmm? Get off.
Why can't you just keep
your fucking mouth shut?
Huh?
Tell me you weren't driving.
Huh?
I was too drunk to walk.
HE LAUGHS
What have you done to yourself?
Ow!
I fell, OK?
Your da's such
a supercilious wanker.
I'm not having an affair.
You hear me?
I'm not a fucking murderer.
DOOR CLOSES