The Beast Must Die (2021) s01e04 Episode Script

CREAKING
SEAGULLS CRY
SHOWER RUNNING
RIGGING CLANKS
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
DOOR CLOSES
SQUEAKS
Lost in a dream
Was it a happy one?
We should get under sail
before we lose the wind.
Or we could stay here.
Enjoy the quiet.
I'm not really a fan of the quiet.
Wind, spray, speed
..quite a rush.
HE CHUCKLES
Apparently persuasion
is your superpower.
Captain's privilege?
Of course not.
Here's to the rush.
ENGINE POWERS ON
DIAL TONE
'Hi, this is Niamh.
'Sorry I can't come to the phone
right now,
'but if you leave a message, I'll
get back to you as soon as I can.'
NIGEL: Niamh it's me.
I'll keep trying.
None of us wants to think
mistakes were made
in the original investigation.
But if they were
this is where
we get to put them right.
Let's be grateful
we've been given the chance.
DI Strangeways?
Ma'am.
Morning, everyone.
INDISTINCT MUTTERING,
MAN SIGHS
At the moment,
all of the evidence
pointing towards George Rattery
is circumstantial,
but it's coming
from too many different places
for us to ignore,
so we're going after him.
Tomorrow morning, early,
we pick him up,
bring him in for interview,
and we search the place.
The day after the incident,
Rattery reported his Merc stolen,
then claimed it was found,
then registered it off road.
The gardener says
it's no longer on the premises,
so where is it?
We're looking for anything
that might help us -
vehicle documents, garage bills,
the name of his valeting service.
That car rules him in
or it rules him out.
Either way, we need to find it.
He'll have got it off the island,
wouldn't he?
So let's revisit all that.
Ferry records, the cameras
at the terminals, ANPR cameras.
Anything we can drop on
Rattery's toes in that interview,
let's have it ready, shall we?
Any more questions?
No? Well, my door's always open.
What about Martie's Mum?
Is she gonna be at the house?
Well, she's said
she'll leave it to us
so let's not let her down,
shall we?
MAN: I'll call the breakers yard.
HE SIGHS
WOMAN: I'll look at
that motor insurance bureau,
see if they've got anything.
There's a couple of body shops
down in the, erm
The fella on the other side
of the island
INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS
Asha?
DI Strangeways tells me
you did good work on all this.
Ma'am?
Did you tell your supervisor
what you were doing?
Did you tell anyone?
DI Strangeways asked me not to.
Asha, after 25 years
in the business,
"I didn't tell
because he asked me not to"
are not words I want to hear
from any woman.
Least of all one of my officers.
GEORGE: This is like breathing
to you, isn't it?
I've done a lot of it.
Becomes a reflex.
Like driving.
No, driving's mechanical.
This reminds me of Vi breastfeeding
Phil when he was a baby.
Instinctive. Effortless.
SHE SCOFFS
For you, maybe.
Ha! Wait, what would you know?
You don't have children.
I've got friends.
Have you? Somehow
I can't picture it.
Your life before this.
What was it like?
Ordinary.
HE LAUGHS
Are you gonna change
your name now?
Sorry?
Oh, the stuff my sister reads.
Seems to be written by people
who only have initials.
Oh
Er I'm Frances Mary
so I'd be FM Lane.
I'd sound like a radio station.
HE LAUGHS
Uh-uh! Drinking and driving!
Hardly.
But then again
..you like taking risks,
don't you?
Least that's what you told me.
Apparently, you told Phil
something different,
which does make me wonder
who you've been telling fibs to.
Yeah, well
some risks are fun.
Losing a 13-year-old overboard
isn't one of them.
HE CHUCKLES
All that blubber?
He'd float like a cork.
HE LAUGHS
Ah
Poor old Phil.
He'll be wondering
where you've got to.
Speaking of which
..are we there yet?
Almost.
I bet they've just
gone out for a drive.
Dad probably wanted to
hear about her book.
Can't see why.
He's done perfectly well without
intellectual stimulation for years.
Why are you such a bitch?
I beg your pardon?
You're such a bitch.
Apologise.
You apologise. Bitch!
Ah!
SHATTERING
Ah!
Come on, leave it. Leave it!
What do you expect him to do
when you talk to me like that?
He wouldn't have dared
if his father was here.
But he's not.
And whose fault is that?
Spineless.
You always have been.
Turning a blind eye,
and look where it's got you.
Why does that make you angry?
I think it's sad.
I'll get Marta to clear up.
And leave Phil alone.
Oh
Is he all right?
Yeah.
I wouldn't worry, you know.
About Frances.
She isn't like that.
Well, George can be
very persuasive.
But you know that.
GEORGE: 'Ah, come on now.
'She's got a lot to deal with
at the moment.'
LENA SNORTS
'Not from where I'm standing.
'She literally has
the best of everything,
'and she's never
grateful for it.'
'She hates these charity dos,
you know that.
'She can't make small talk.
'You know, it's not Vi's fault
your mother wasn't there for you.'
'It's not just about my mum.
'Vi's got talent.
'She's had opportunities.
'If I'd had what she had,
I wouldn't be depressed.
'I'd be bloody celebrating.'
You know if truth be told
..I think she's
a little envious of you.
Bollocks.
Well, why wouldn't she be?
You're younger than she is,
wilder than she is.
Freer than she is.
- Free to do what?
- Whatever you want.
Free to be happy.
MARTA: Miss Lena?
You need something?
If anyone asks,
I've gone for a walk.
DOOR OPENS,
CLOSES
FRANCES: This is a nice spot.
The wind's picking up.
Why don't you come back here
and help me?
Oh, I like it here. Great view.
Better back here.
The view?
Everything.
Come on I'll show you!
It's not difficult.
Phil managed it.
You worried I'll compare you?
Are you trying
to pick a fight with me?
Someone's ego's more fragile
than it looks.
Come here.
As in, "Come here and say that"?
As in, come here
I've got something for you.
HE SIGHS
Here
..have it anyway.
CLATTERING
CONSOLE BEEPS
You shouldn't have this.
Oh, it was on the internet.
You told lies. Lies leave trails.
You shouldn't have it.
15 minutes, that's all it took,
once the thought occurred.
You're not clever.
I just wasn't looking.
LAUGHING: I mean
what were you thinking?
That you were gonna
fuck a confession out of me?
Hit me over the head,
tip me overboard?
No
No
You fucking bitch!
You did it. I know you did it.
Where's your phone?
Phone!
Arms up.
UP!
It was you! I know it was you.
PHONE SPLASHES IN WATER
Did I say that?
Obviously, you want it to be -
I fit the bill, right?
You know, the funny thing is,
if the shoe was on the other foot,
you'd be accusing me
of profiling you.
I don't want it to be you!
I don't want it to be anybody!
But since it was someone,
why not me?
SHE CRIES OU
So, what now?
I mean, what are you after?
It's not justice. Remorse?
Answers?
Ah, Ok.
What's the question?
The reports said
your son was six.
I remember Phil
when he was six.
Too young to be crossing
the road on his own.
He was on the grass.
He was on the grass!
How would you know?
Shit happens,
and the world doesn't stop!
It should but it doesn't.
Ask your question.
Go on.
Did he see you?
Did he see you coming?
Did he know
what was happening?
Was he scared?
Please!
Not scared.
Surprised.
But only for a second.
SHE CRIES
Or maybe I'm just saying that.
SHE GROANS
Maybe I wasn't there.
Maybe it was someone else
and all this is because you,
perhaps understandably,
are fucking insane!
You've got nothing!
The police have nothing!
And believe me,
if they ever do decide
to knock the scabs off
this thing,
it'll be Lena, mm, not me,
who pays the price.
Now take us back.
HE CHUCKLES
If you think a dodgy shoulder
means that I can't hurt you
I could beat you
so you'd crawl off this yacht
in a trail of
your own fucking slime.
WHISPERS: I'm angry enough.
Now take us back.
No, I I didn't hear you.
- Yes.
- Good.
INDISTINCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER
We might have something.
But don't hold out too much hope
for the owner's recordkeeping.
He bought a ton of lead
that still stinks of incense
and forgot to take
the seller's name.
He keeps the posh car parts
in there.
Up there.
MAN: George! Good day's sailing?
- Unmissable!
- Told you she could handle a boat!
Oh, she's a treasure, all right.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Thank you.
If you think
you've got nothing left to lose,
I promise you, you have.
Pick a vulnerable kid,
woo the parents,
worm your way into the family -
classic sexual grooming.
My lawyers could have a field day
with you and Phil.
If you ever come near me
and my family again, they will.
FOOTSTEPS LEAVING
CREAKING
Yeah.
Are they getting these?
They're looking at 'em now, sir.
Sir? It's not it.
The VIN number's wrong.
It was well hidden,
so it might be something,
but it's not the car
we're looking for.
You said something interesting
yesterday.
If Geraghty was involved in this,
he didn't know
what he was getting into.
That he'd, er put his foot
down a rabbit hole and slipped?
So that got me wondering
what's the rabbit hole?
Was it gambling? Sex? Money?
He wasn't like that.
So, what was he like?
What mattered to him?
People.
He used to like
being part of things.
Loved it when you asked him
for advice.
He used to like to help.
He used to like to help
his friends.
Rattery's a friend, eh? His?
Say Rattery calls him up
..says, "I got into a bit of bother.
I need to get a car off the island."
Maybe he lies to him about why,
maybe he doesn't.
What's Geraghty say to him?
What's What's his advice?
"Don't even try.
"Stay off the roads.
Stay away from ferries.
"And whatever you do,
don't report it stolen,
"because there's been
a fatal accident,
"so we're checking
all the stolen-vehicle reports.
"Oh, what - you already have?
"Don't worry,
I'll put O'Brien on it.
"Gullible twat'll do anything
I tell him."
Well, minus the last bit
I think you're right.
Thing is
..wherever Rattery dumps the car,
he has to have left it there.
So, where's he put it?
Hold on, he's in property, right?
Rattery?
Yeah. Developments.
Most of them are construction sites
at the minute.
Good hiding places.
PHONE VIBRATES
- Asha.
- 'Sir. I'm on Sandhard Beach.
'The coastguard just pulled
someone out of the water.
'It's Frances Cairnes.'
Fuck. On my way.
We've got to go.
SCRAPES ON FLOOR
You're back.
- Did I miss lunch?
- We ate early.
- We didn't know where you were.
- I was sailing.
- Was it fun?
- Hungry work.
CHUCKLES SOFTLY
I'll get something from the kitchen.
RATTLING IN CUPBOARDS
Marta?
CUPBOARD DOOR SLAMS
Where's? Oh
Where's Frances?
HE SIGHS
Gone.
Why?
Because she wasn't
who she said she was.
And I found out.
SLICING ON COUNTER
Who? Who was she?
Among other things,
a con artist.
She was after money.
You don't need the details.
I should talk to Phil.
Where is he?
Outside.
Ok.
KISS
- What about Lena?
- What about her?
Frances is her friend.
We should call her,
tell her what's happened.
Lena can wait!
WIND CHIMES CHIMING SOFTLY
BOTTLES CLINK
GEORGE SIGHS
Do you know what a fraudster is?
Yeah.
Well, it turns out
that's what Frances was. Is.
She won't be coming back.
She's a teacher. She can't
Hm? Maybe.
The closer you stick
to the truth,
the harder it is
for people to see the lies.
But all that about the writing
and the book
..that was all just
part of a sham.
I'm sorry, Phil.
I know you liked her.
She knew it, too.
What do you mean?
Well, it's what they do,
these people.
They make you feel special.
They make you feel wanted.
And all they're really after
is what they can get out of you.
But I haven't got anything.
No.
But I have.
PHIL BREATHES SHAKILY
Phil, whatever you're feeling
right now, it's Ok.
It's all right to be angry.
PHIL SNIFFLES
It's all right to hate her -
anyone would.
All those things
you did together
..all those moments alone
..all those intimacies
..those things can feel
very special, can't they?
Even if they
shouldn't be happening.
What do you mean?
Oh, nothing.
Nothing I blame you for.
We'll leave it alone
for now, huh?
Come back to it later
if we have to.
MACHINE BEEPS STEADILY
Can you call me
when she wakes up?
DOOR OPENS
VINCENT: How is she?
She's alive.
DOOR CLOSES
I called the planning office.
Right?
Branstone Lodge.
It's a conversion project.
Local consortium,
but planning tells me
that George Rattery
is the prime mover.
It was supposed to be converted
into a luxury resort -
golf course, cafe, the works -
but they found a colony of bats
living in the roof,
so the whole thing
was shut down six months ago.
That's not all.
I called the office,
asked them to check
the ANPR records.
20 minutes after Martie Cairnes
was killed,
they picked up
George Rattery's number plate
half a mile
outside Branstone Lodge.
And then it was never seen again.
It disappears.
When's the warrant
coming through?
We'll have a team in there
by the time we're talking to him.
It's him, isn't it?
Yeah.
He really did it.
Yeah. I really think he did.
JOY: 'What are we supposed to do
with her things?'
What a very practical
turn of mind you have.
Unlike the rest of you,
I'm not reeling from shock.
Frances, a fake,
who could have guessed it (?)
VIOLET: I'll ask Marta to clear out
the summer house tomorrow.
We could have a garage sale.
Recoup our losses.
There aren't any.
I told you - I flushed her out.
And Lena, you must be devastated.
Your special friend
We should go to the police.
- Tell them about her.
- Yes.
We probably should.
And if you want me to I will.
But, Phil, understand
that the police aren't
They're not special.
They're not even clever.
They'll stick you in a room and
ask you all sorts of questions,
make you go through every
conversation you had with her -
everything that she tricked you
into telling her about us.
About me.
They'll make you feel
as though
you've done something wrong,
which you haven't.
And your mother and I
don't want that for you, Phil.
I mean, it isn't as if she was
very good at what she did.
She got nothing. We won!
I think that's worth
raising a glass to.
To us.
- To us.
- And bugger that woman.
And bugger that woman.
Dinner's ready.
Marvellous. Thank you, Marta.
CHILDREN SHOUTING
INDISTINCTLY
- See you in the morning.
- Are you nervous?
DOGS BARKING
I just don't want us
to fuck it up.
You know, someone forgets to wear
gloves or seal an evidence bag
or log the time
of the interview
There's a million ways
to make evidence inadmissible.
Is something going on
between you and Asha?
What?
- No.
- Yeah. That's what I told Trish.
She thinks you're a predator
cos you don't like her dog.
Well, her dog's blind,
and it stinks.
VINCENT LAUGHS
Seriously?
You've got nothing
better to do than to
- ..gossip with the receptionist?
- Well, you know
..it's a small place.
Parochial.
You know, you were right,
what you said about us.
"Not fit for purpose."
You know, maybe,
when Rattery called,
the boss didn't realise
what he was getting into,
but he would have known
within half an hour.
He made me part of it.
Feels good to be part of
..putting it right.
Atonement, I guess.
It is weird, that thing you have
about the dog, though.
It only stinks
cos it's got a bad thyroid!
Hey, munchkin.
DIAL TONE
'Hi, this is Niamh.
'Sorry I can't come
to the phone right now,
'but if you leave a message, I'll
get back to you as soon as I can.'
Erm I think
I'll head up to bed.
I think I will as well.
Sleep well.
I've got some work to do.
No!
What have you done?
What have you done with Frances?
Oh, that's funny. I was gonna
ask you exactly the same question.
SHE SCOFFS
What, she wouldn't put out,
so you tell everyone
she's a con artist?
Oh, no, she wasn't.
That's just what I told the others.
But I don't need
to lie to you, do I, Lena?
We both know who Frances
really is, don't we?
Why are you
looking at me like that?
- WHISPERS: You knew.
- Knew what?
This was something the two of you
cooked up together, wasn't it?
Stop it. Stop acting
like I've done something!
THROUGH WALLS: "Frances, please,
I'll get you through the door,
"and then
we'll take him down together!"
THROUGH WALLS: I don't know
what you're talking about.
Frances was writing a book.
It was nothing to do with you!
Oh, come off it.
Tell me where she is!
I know there's no book.
Of course there's a book!
SCREAMS: There's no book!
SCREAMS: No special friend who wants
to write a story about you!
You're not gonna get your face
on the cover of a magazine!
WHISPERS: She played you.
That's not true.
It's either that, or you knew
all along what she was really up to,
so which story
do you wanna go with, Lena? Huh?
I don't know what kind of person
you think I am, George
The kind of person who would
fuck her sister's husband
CHUCKLES SOFTLY
DISTANTLY: You were the one
who did the chasing!
Come on, I was there, remember?
I didn't even have to break a sweat!
So, you're saying that Frances
just walked into your life!
And you went with her as easily
as you went with me.
Without a thought in your head.
Is that it?
Well, if there's no book,
then what was Frances doing here?
Why was she here?
HE SIGHS
She was the boy's mother.
I don't understand.
She was his mother.
But you said
I know what I said.
We both know
what really happened.
SHE BREATHES UNSTEADILY
WHISPERS: Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok.
SHE WEEPS
Ok. Ok. Ok, Ok, Ok. Shh
DISTANTLY: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
There's no need to push yourself,
Ok? I'm sorry.
LENA WEEPS
SHE HISSES
SOFTLY: Everything's
gonna be all right. Ok?
SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY
Ok?
Lena, you you didn't
say anything inadvertently to her,
did you?
Ok. Ok. Sorry.
DOOR OPENS
FOOTSTEPS RUNNING UP STAIRS
DOOR OPENS,
SLAMS
LENA HYPERVENTILATES
STRANGLED CRIES,
BANGING
SHE WEEPS
BREATHING SLOWS
SHE CRIES
Hey, Tone! Hey. Listen,
I'm sorry to call you at home.
Erm I have, er, something
that requires a lawyer's take.
SIGHS
Er It's, er
It's regarding my sister-in-law.
SIRENS WAILING DISTANTLY
I don't wanna speak to you.
I don't wanna see you.
I I don't wanna hear
your voice.
Look, I-I'm sorry about
what I said about Shannon.
It was vile.
- Yes.
- Was it true?
Is that what the person who was
with her when she was dying
thought of her?
Needy?
You know how many people
I've seen die?
You know how many times I would have
used the word "needy" to a relative?
You're a fucking monster.
I-I was drunk, and I was
looking for someone to blame.
It wasn't about her.
It was about me
You were looking for
someone to blame? For what?
For messing up your plans
for the day?
For bleeding to death
on your shoes?
For the fact that you had to pick
bits of her out of your hair?
Yeah, must have been
a real bother, that (!)
No wonder
you're feeling hard done by.
No wonder you were looking
for someone to
HE HYPERVENTILATES,
WHIMPERS
Breathe. Breathe.
Look at me. Look at me.
Breathe in. Breathe in.
And out. And in
LIQUID POURS,
MACHINE BEEPS
Oh Thanks.
With sugar. It's good for you.
So, I, er
..haven't been completely
honest with you.
I mean hand on heart,
I don't think you have a case,
but that isn't why
I wouldn't help you.
I was fine after Shannon.
Or I seemed to be. Erm
But, er I'm not. I'm not.
And I did I just didn't
wanna get dragged back there.
What happened outside,
does it happen often?
- Often enough.
- You shouldn't be at work.
Work's what keeps me going.
Keeps me together, you know?
Having stuff to think about.
Problems to solve.
I've never been great.
I'm getting help. Well
HE TUTS
..was.
My fucking
therapist dumped me.
And work don't know about it.
About any of it.
HE CLEARS HIS THROA
But you've told me.
Yeah.
And I'm sitting here,
thinking that
any employer that doesn't notice one
of its officers is unfit for duty
might be negligent
in other ways.
I'm thinking
you're handing me ammunition.
HE SIGHS
Certainly not
trying to do that, but, er
..if that's how you wanna
use it, then
On my first day, erm, on the island,
I met I met this woman
..whose son had been
HE CLEARS HIS THROA
..knocked down in a
in a hit-and-run.
Driver didn't stop, and
we hadn't been able to find them.
Erm, and I just remember
looking at her
..and I I couldn't see
how she was able to keep putting
one foot in front of the other.
Er You know,
maybe she had answers
..that I could learn from her.
How to keep going.
And then, this morning, she just
Pff. ..walked out into the sea.
And I realised she
didn't have any answers.
That she needed answers,
and they weren't there.
And you don't want that
to happen to me?
Oh, I don't want it to happen
to anyone.
But you don't want it
to happen to me.
No.
I really don't want it
to happen to you.
SOUND OF FLOOR CREAKING
CLANK OF ROPES HITTING MAS
HEAVY BREATHING
SOUND OF WATER GENTLY MOVING
SOUND OF CAR SPEEDING BY
CREAKING INTENSIFIES
METAL GRINDING,
HORN HONKS
HORN HONKS
DOOR CREAKS OPEN
DOOR CREAKS SHU
George?
GONG RINGS
GONG RINGS
SIRENS WAIL
Morning.
You want tea?
I'll put the kettle on.
I can do it.
GONG RINGS
GONG RINGS
GONG RINGS,
WATER HITTING FLOOR
WATER HITTING FLOOR
No! No, no, no, no, no!
Stop! Stop!
GONG RINGS
I-I'll get some ice.
Oh, those poor feet!
Mrs Rattery?
GONG RINGS
I think something's wrong
with George.
BELL TINKLES
S Stay here.
May I?
INDISTINCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER
Mrs Rattery?
Is George in?
We need to speak to him.
She says there's something
wrong with him.
Mrs Rattery,
where's your husband?
What the bloody hell
do you think you're doing?
He's in his office.
Get out! Get out of my house!
GONG RINGS