The Living and the Dead (2016) s01e04 Episode Script

1 We did it! - Who's that woman? - Clarity Winlove.
Say she was a healer, helped women who wanted to conceive.
I want your baby, Nathan Appleby.
You will reap what has been sown.
Nathan.
This isn't a blessing, nor is it a curse.
- I'm not pregnant.
- I think you are.
One night in Shepzoy, I saw a woman.
Gabriel drew a picture of a woman with a book and so did Harriet.
I heard Gabriel's voice.
I am sure of it.
There's something here, something bad.
Never return to my land.
You are banished, Jack.
Clarity.
Are you there? Clarity Winlove.
Is someone there? Is someone there?! I have to know if you were warning me.
Or threatening me.
Are you there, Clarity? Are you with me? Reveal yourself.
For God's sake, reveal yourself.
Reveal yourself.
Reveal yourself.
Nathan? Nathan? Just a minute.
- What are you doing, loitering in there alone? - Research.
- Oh! - Hm.
This one night This one night Every night and all Fire and sleet and candlelight And Christ receive thy soul.
I fear this be sabotage, ma'am.
See this? The linchpin's missing.
Perhaps it is lost back there.
Nowhere to be found, and I've checked our other wagons.
They've been tampered with, too.
Sorry, ma'am.
Have you come to check up on me, Denning? Not at all, Appleby.
I was just passing and Are you here on church business or personal business, Denning? You know, this fashion for spiritualism, seances and such, I've found, pursuing my pastoral duties, that it's often the symptom of a more personal, deeper malaise.
- A bereavement.
- If you're suggesting that my pursuit of the truth is in relation to Gabriel Only you can answer that, but .
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if your deceased child is the reason for your research, as your friend, I must caution you, that way madness lies.
And as my priest? You are transgressing against God and nature.
Sir? You're wanted outside.
Come.
Nathan, we need those wagons now, today.
The wheelwright sent word.
He can't get 'em fixed till next week.
- That's too late.
- Well, who would deliberately remove I reckon it were Jack Langtree.
- Jack? - Now, you stop, Isiah Cobb.
Old Jack's not to be blamed when everything goes awry.
- He's in London.
- No, he ain't.
I saw him here last night.
Where did you see him? He were out here in the yard.
Saw him sneaking off, I did.
I wondered what he was up to.
I thought my nephew had taken my advice and moved away.
I warned him, Mr Appleby, I did.
Let bygones be bygones.
But it seems like he's still nursing a grudge against you.
Shouldn't Miss Enderby be teaching class this morning? Yes, she should.
Miss Enderby? Are you all right? Miss Enderby? Martha? It's all right.
You're safe.
Mr Appleby.
Please drink something.
Come on.
It's all right.
You're very safe here.
You seem distressed, Martha.
Can you tell us what happened? I can't remember.
Did you teach class this morning? No.
Then where have you been? The woods.
Elmwood Forest, and .
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I don't remember.
I can't remember.
Perhaps if I go back there (Jack.
) Jack Langtree? Jack.
He he frightened me.
He .
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attacked me.
Er Oh, it It was Jack .
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but it wasn't Jack.
There was something - Something? - As if he were .
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possessed.
Her symptoms -- fragmented recollection, extreme agitation, confusion.
I think her mind's endeavouring to blank out something unspeakable.
Poor child.
One can only imagine what's happened to her.
I think I may need to take her back into the forest today.
Martha, do you feel you could show me where Jack attacked you? Um do you think that's wise? She seems very fragile.
But we need to find and apprehend Jack Langtree.
He attacked this defenceless young woman.
- Our wagons are broken.
- By Jack Langtree.
- We have no means of transportation.
- I want to go back.
Mr Appleby is right.
Jack Langtree is a danger.
I'm sorry.
I'm not only responsible for the farm and the servants and the workers, but in the absence of a police officer .
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I am responsible for the law and order.
It is the life we've chosen, Charlotte.
Yes, it is, isn't it? Leave the wagons to me.
Martha.
There's something I need to ask you.
Did Jack Langtree in any way force himself upon you? - I mean sexually.
- No.
It was nothing like that.
And please forgive my intrusiveness.
I know it's very difficult for you, - but - I understand you are doing your duty, Mr Appleby.
Good.
Now I just need you to show me where Jack attacked you.
Gwen? Are you all right, ma'am? Better an empty house than an angry tenant, ma'am.
Thank you, Gwen.
Your mind is denying us access to the memory of what happened to you this morning.
But if we can find a key to unlock the memories Well, I remember this place .
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from earlier.
These flowers.
Cyclamen.
And yarrow.
Achillea millefolium.
I'm something of an amateur botanist.
One day, I hope to discover a new native subspecies and Alice.
- Alice? - Alice Wharton.
Mm-hm? She's a farmhand over at Marshfield Estate.
We're friends.
Alice has a lively, enquiring mind, despite her lack of formal education.
You see, Alice yearns to improve herself and I was helping her.
Educating her.
That's why I was here.
I remember now.
I was looking for Alice.
Good.
So, you left the pupils at the school and you came here to look for Alice.
Why? Jack.
He's been living here, poaching and scavenging.
Alice was going to .
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elope with him.
Mr Appleby Jack Langtree is not good for Alice or any other girl.
I was trying to find her.
I was just trying to find her, to make her see sense.
And instead Jack Langtree found you? Now, you said he was possessed.
What did you mean? Mr Appleby, is it wise to pursue this? - Why wouldn't it be wise? - There's talk in the village.
I hear things the children say.
- Things their parents have said about - About me? What do they say about me? They say you're raising the dead.
What do you think? I think you're a good and decent man, Mr Appleby.
Is that smoke? Come.
It's coming from down in that gully.
Stay close behind me.
There you are, ma'am.
That'll get rid of your sickness in no time.
Oh.
Prevent vomiting by feeding me vomit.
Actually, it's quite nice.
What's in it? Oh, what you don't know won't hurt you, ma'am.
You haven't told Mr Appleby about No, I haven't.
I will tell him.
He's already lost a child.
And something may yet go wrong.
No hope is better than false hope? - Gwen? - Yes, ma'am? Could someone have brought a baby into the house earlier? - One of the workers, perhaps? - No, ma'am, definitely not.
- Why do you ask? - No reason.
Ma'am.
Jack Langtree! Anyone in there? Jack! It's Alice's.
That's Alice's ring.
Where is she? What's he done to her? - Martha! - Alice? Alice? Alice! It's all right.
I mean you no harm.
- Alice! - No! Leave her.
- Come back! - Leave her alone! You came here to find Alice.
- No.
- Martha, I don't understand.
You saw her face, the way she looked at me.
- Please, Mr Appleby, let her be.
Please.
- Why? - She hates me, despises me.
- Listen to me, Martha.
Your friend looked traumatised, the same way you did when you arrived at Shepzoy.
I cannot leave her, knowing she may be under threat.
We need to find her and bring her home.
- I can't do that.
- We've no other course open to us.
I want to go back! I don't like it here.
I want away from this place.
I have to go, Mr Appleby.
- I have to.
- No, Martha.
You can't stop me.
Then you follow that path out of here back to Shepzoy House and you explain the situation to Mrs Appleby.
And you wait for me there.
Do you understand? I only wanted to help Alice.
She's .
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a flower of the forest.
A secret flower.
I truly believed she would bloom into a woman of true substance.
She will .
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once I've brought her home safe.
Go now.
Mrs Appleby? I'm so sorry to intrude on you like this, Mr Payne.
I know you haven't been here long.
The future of farming or so I'm told.
- I might have been misinformed.
- Beware the farmers' market.
You're more likely to find an honest broker at the door of a Turkish bordello.
Unfortunately, this isn't a social call.
I have a favour to ask of you.
Someone, and we believe we know who, has sabotaged our wagons.
I cannot get my produce to market.
And the wholesale price of grain is falling even as we speak.
Might it be possible for you to spare us two or three wagons so that I might Of course, Mrs Appleby, of course.
I'll have the vehicles brought round to you this evening.
Thank you, Mr Payne.
My husband will be most grateful.
Alice! Alice! Alice.
Alice! Alice? Alice? Gwen? Martha? It's my fault.
All my fault.
Last night, Alice told me she was going to elope with Jack.
I couldn't allow that.
I lost my temper.
I shouted at her.
I went too far.
Go on, Martha.
What happened? When I went back there this morning to apologise to her, Alice had gone.
I was foolish.
Had I not tried to intervene, she would have overcome her infatuation.
If anything should happen to her If Jack Langtree should 'It's my fault.
' - I drove her to him.
- You did what you thought was best.
'But she's lost, Mrs Appleby.
' We've lost her.
Tell me more about Alice.
'People in the village couldn't understand' that a schoolteacher might form a friendship with someone of Alice's supposedly lowly situation.
But this place, Shepzoy, this whole county, it's so medieval, so provincial.
I'm sorry.
- I'm too easily aroused to passion.
- No, please.
I think the world would be a better place if more of us were passionate, don't you? Yes.
I do.
Are you all right? Ma'am? Er Mr Payne from Marshfield is outside.
Excuse me.
You'll have your produce sold by the weekend, I'm sure of it.
Thank you, Mr Payne.
I can't tell you how grateful we are.
Please, Charlotte, go back inside.
- Oh, my God.
That's Alice Wharton.
- Martha's friend.
I know her.
She's one of my workers.
William Payne, the new proprietor of Marshfield Estate.
What happened? I need your assistance, Mr Payne.
Well, of course.
This young woman was murdered in Elmwood Forest.
The man I believe responsible, Jack Langtree, is still there.
He's living in the cave at the Devil's Chapel.
Your men will know where that is.
I need you and your men to go up there and apprehend Langtree.
Of course.
We'll start the search at first light.
- Thank you, Mr Payne.
- What happened? - Let's go.
- Not now, Charlotte, please.
Martha.
Take Martha back inside the house, Charlotte.
- What do you intend to do? - Examine her body thoroughly.
Why? What happened in those woods, Nathan? Please, Charlotte, do as I ask.
Oh! Oh, my Where's Martha? - Martha, we need to talk.
- What's going on? The results of my examination of Alice's body are I am absolutely certain beyond all doubt .
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Alice was murdered early this morning.
Now, we saw Alice in Elmwood Forest some time around midday.
And I did not imagine it, Charlotte.
Martha can corroborate the truth of our encounter with what I can only describe as Alice's spirit.
We saw her.
We saw her as clearly as we can see you.
Martha? I'm sorry, Mr Appleby.
I don't know what you're talking about.
What? I didn't see Alice in the woods today.
Perhaps you imagined it.
What the hell .
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are you playing at? - You're frightening me, Mr Appleby.
- Dammit! You saw her! We both saw her! - Why are you lying? Why are you lying? - Nathan! Nathan! I apologise for my husband's behaviour.
She's lying, Charlotte.
I don't know why she's lying but she is lying.
You've been locked away in your study, locked away in yourself.
Doing what, Nathan? Trying to raise the dead? What about the living? Please.
Please, Charlotte.
I saw Alice.
- I saw her.
- Stop it! Stop this now.
I can't stop it! God help me! I see the dead! And I have to understand why this is happening.
Then you're a fool, Nathan.
If these things you see and hear really exist, do you think there are rules? Why should there be rules? Why should there be a scientific explanation? - Because if there isn't, I'm going mad.
- This must stop.
Don't you think I've wanted to stop, but whichever way I turn the dead are there?! Voices, visions.
I'm trying to protect you.
- From what? - I don't know.
I don't know what any of this means.
I saw Alice today after she died.
I saw Clarity Winlove.
I saw her here.
I saw her in this house, in our bedroom.
Her hand upon you here.
- "You will reap what has been sown.
" Her words.
- Nathan.
I have to know what she meant.
Was it a blessing? Was it a curse? A threat? I don't know, but I have to know.
I have to understand.
There must be a meaning to all these things and I have to You never told me about this visitation.
I will not play a part in your madness.
Charlotte.
Charlotte.
I have given you everything, everything I have! And you've abandoned me! 'Nathan? 'Nathan Appleby? 'Nathan? Are you there? 'Harriet Denning '.
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John '.
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Peter Hare '.
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little Charlie Thatcher '.
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and Jack Langtree.
'Jack, an innocent man.
' Jack's innocent.
Hello? Leave me alone! Dear Heavenly Father .
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may the Cross of the Son of God, which is mightier than all the hosts of Satan .
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and more glorious than all the hosts of heaven .
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abide with you in your going out and in your coming in.
By day and by night .
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at morning and at evening .
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at all times and in all places .
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may it protect and defend you .
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from the wrath of evildoers .
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from the assaults of evil spirits .
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from foes visible and invisible .
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from the snares of the Devil .
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from all passions that beguile the soul and body.
May the Cross of the Son of God guard .
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protect .
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and deliver you.
Amen.
Amen.
- That's him, sir! Yeah, that's him! - There he is! What in God's name - I want Jack alive! - I had no intention of hitting him.
- It was just a warning shot.
- I'm sorry! I want him unharmed! If Jack Langtree's hanging round here and threatening us, he'll have me to reckon with.
Thank you, Gwen.
I'm sure Mr Appleby will keep us safe.
Where is Miss Enderby? She's in her room, ma'am.
I heard her lock her door.
Jack! Jack! Jack, stop! Stop, Jack! Jack! Jack! Jack.
It's you, Mr Appleby, innit? - What? - All these goings-on.
And there's old Jack trying to lift the curse and save the harvest .
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and it's old Jack that you banish .
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turn to a bloody animal and now you're going to have old Jack hung for what happened to Alice.
She were .
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she were .
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my angel.
She were going to save me.
Jack, I want you to return to Shepzoy with me and you'll receive a fair hearing, I promise you.
I ain't interested in your justice.
- All I wants - Yes? .
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is for you to bring her back, Mr Appleby.
Please.
Please can you bring her back to me? - What? - They say that you they say that you raise the dead, so .
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can you bring her back to me, Mr Appleby? But I'm just a man, Jack.
No more.
No more.
Then I go where Alice goes.
Jack! Jack! Martha? Open the door, please.
Martha, I want to speak to you.
Please, I'm fine.
I don't want to talk.
I'm fine.
I just want to be on my own.
I want you to tell me the truth.
If he wasn't guilty of Alice's murder, then why did he run? The Language Of Flowers.
I don't believe Nathan saw Alice's ghost in the woods, but he did see something, and whatever he saw, or thinks he saw, you saw it too, and when you denied this, you were lying.
Why? "O my love is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June" O my love is like a red, red rose .
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that's newly sprung in June "O my love's like the melody, That's sweetly played in tune.
" As fair art thou, my bonny lass "So deep in love am I" "And I will love thee still, my dear, "Till all the sea's gone dry.
"To my secret flower of the forest.
"From Martha.
" I loved her.
The way you love your husband.
But she chose Jack.
This explains why he attacked Martha Enderby.
Jack loved Alice Wharton .
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as did Martha.
Appleby? All my life, I've felt different .
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in here .
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and here.
Alone.
Always alone.
Until until I found Alice and .
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I loved her .
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with all my heart and soul.
If you love me, you wouldn't have done this.
Leave me alone! - Martha? - Leave me alone! I need to get back.
Martha? Even as a child, they knew I was different.
Treating me like I have no feelings, no passion.
They made me invisible, because I was different.
Schoolteacher.
Spinster.
God knows I tried to stop myself feeling! Never to hope, never to love, joyless, arid, alone.
My books, my flowers and you.
I loved you.
Oh, God.
How I loved you.
Why did you laugh at me? In the forest.
You knew I loved you and you laughed at me! Why? Charlotte! Charlotte! Charlotte.
What happened? Charlotte? Now, Jack weren't no angel, but it ain't right he's dead.
Another one of us gone.
Where does it all end, Gideon? I don't know, Lizzie.
I don't know.
Thank you, Mr Payne.
Well, if there's anything else you need, you know where I am.
Right, lads.
Martha murdered Alice Wharton.
And no-one possessed.
No demons.
No devils.
Just human weakness and passion and folly.
I can't remain here.
Charlotte.
Charlotte.
I'm sorry.
She tried to kill me, Nathan.
I can't stay.
I can protect you.
I love you.
I will protect you.
But can you protect our child? You're pregnant? Oh! This is everything we wanted.
This is why we came here.
No, nothing else matters.
No, nothing else matters but this.
The past is dead.
And the dead are dead.
There is only us three.
You want to go in tonight? She is the thread that is tying everything together.
I'm certain of it.
Gabriel? - Is everyone ready? - Yeah.
Three, two, one.
I must go away, she said When the little cock does crow For here They will not let me stay This night Should be never, never day.