The Rising (2022) s01e05 Episode Script

All I can think about is Neve.
Whatever's happened,
don't push them away.
You're drunk, Tom.
Get the fuck
I want you to tell me
about Neve.
Has anything bad ever happened
at Keaton Hall?
You can see me.
- Get off!
- Stop struggling.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
I thought you were a burglar.
What are you doing?
If I find the belt,
it might trigger something.
I might remember more
about what happened.
What belt?
Shit.
He wouldn't just leave it
in a drawer.
We have to get out of here.
It's not safe for you either.
What are you talking about?
Neve?
What happened at the hotel?
- That's where I died.
- Are you sure?
I felt him strangling me.
- Then he was there.
- Who?
- No.
- I'm so sorry.
You're wrong.
I wish I was.
We can't talk here.
If he finds
My dad
You're telling me
- that my dad
- He killed me.
No way.
Please. We have to go.
No, stop. Stop.
- Why do you think it was him?
- I could see it in his face.
He tried to stop me
but I got away.
Wait, he can't even see you.
He can now.
I don't know why, I don't know
what the fuck's going on.
Maybe he's always seen me.
But he would have said something
or reacted
Help me open the door.
- Neve, this doesn't make any sense.
- Let me out!
Whatever's in those woods,
it's messing with your head.
It's showing you things
that aren't real.
Dad's not violent.
He killed me.
I remember what it felt like,
his belt around my neck.
It was thick leather.
But do you remember him?
No, because he fucking
drugged me.
You can't keep doing this, Neve.
Picking someone
and deciding they're guilty
based on a feeling.
A few days ago, you were sure
it was Joe.
- This is different.
- Joe didn't do it
- and neither did Dad.
- He attacked me.
The room went crazy. We fought
and he tried to stop me
- from leaving
- Neve, calm down.
I need you to go to the police.
And say what?
After you.
Sorry, I'm late.
I've been busy anyway.
Is everything okay?
What's happened?
Dad?
Dad?
Fuck.
So where is she now?
Don't know.
Could be anywhere. She
She comes and goes.
Same as ever.
But
if she walked in here right now,
you'd see her?
What does she look like?
Same.
So not
What?
I dunno, like a ghost or
Oh, she's
she's as solid as you and me.
- She's not a ghost.
- Then what is she?
I don't understand it either.
It's like she's
she's not gone
but she's not alive.
She's
somewhere in between and
wherever that is
I can see her.
What makes you so special?
Wish I knew.
I've so wanted to share this
with you.
I worry about her.
She's seen things that nobody
should have to deal with.
Like she was there at the lake
when we found her.
She was in the room
when they did the post-mortem.
Jesus Christ.
Can she remember what happened?
No, she
she thinks it's because
she was drugged, but
I think there's something else
going on.
What does she do
when she's here?
She's trying to understand,
like us.
You do know how insane
this all sounds?
Yeah.
I'm a regular nutcase.
Welcome to the club.
Maria didn't come home?
No, she texted.
She's staying somewhere else
tonight.
Cooling off.
Okay.
Because of me.
Made the mistake
of checking my emails.
First time in days.
I'll let you get back to it.
Okay.
I'm scared.
Don't know where else to go.
I'm glad you're up.
Night.
I was about to come
looking for you.
Your mum and I
have been talking
It's William Wyatt.
- What?
- William Wyatt killed me.
With his belt.
I swear, it's true.
He found me at the hotel
last night. He attacked me.
William?
Why?
I knew he didn't like me.
Joe always said it was because
I stood up to him, but
I think he knew how good I was
and he hated it.
He can't have done this
for fucking motocross.
Joe and those races are all
he cares about. He's obsessed.
All right, well,
we need to go to the police.
We haven't got proof.
You'll just look crazy.
What then?
Joe and Michael
might know something.
Neve, I'm not a cop.
Get your keys.
Come on. Come on.
Hey.
Hi.
- I just needed some clothes.
- Maria.
Where did you stay?
Tom's.
- You're fucking kidding me.
- I stayed in a spare room.
- We were just talking.
- Well, why his spare room?
I don't know.
Just
He's the only one who knows
how it feels.
Look, there's nothing going on.
- I just need a few days to
- Neve was mine, too.
Maybe not by blood,
but I was the one
picking her up from school,
going to parents evenings,
patching her up
when she fell off her bike.
How dare you say I don't know
how it feels?
- I didn't mean that you
- And where was he?
- In the fucking pub.
- Daniel.
I've tried so hard
to support you.
I have done
everything you asked, but
I am sick of you acting like
I'm some sort of bystander
in all this.
Like I didn't love her.
Like I don't miss her every day.
I need you to be straight
with me
'cause I've been here before.
If you're not coming back to us,
I need to know.
I can't see the kids
go through that again.
I know.
How are they?
You don't get it both ways.
Just sort this out.
Come home.
What's that?
Nothing you need to worry about.
Morning.
Alex, can you sit down, please?
Why?
We just want to chat.
Your dad told me
about last night.
What about it?
You were drinking, acting
erratically, not being yourself.
Look, we think it would be good
if you saw someone.
- A professional.
- I don't need an intervention.
Just someone to speak to.
I had a few drinks at the club.
So what? I'm not 12.
It's not just the drinking.
I don't even know
where this is coming from.
I barely saw you last night.
You left right after I spoke
to you about the hotel.
You're never home.
What you doing all day?
Nothing. Just walking. I've spent
enough time staring at walls.
Where?
The woods mostly.
Why does it matter?
We've seen you
talking to yourself.
- It's not normal.
- Everyone does that sometimes.
Not full-blown conversations.
Whatever's going on here,
I don't need professional help.
We can't make her see someone
if she doesn't want to.
Maybe being here's the problem.
You should speak to your sister,
see if she'll take her
for a bit.
Send her away?
We only just got her back.
Look, I don't like it either,
but we can't let this
get out of control.
What are you doing?
Looking for a screwdriver.
A hinge on the rabbit hutch
is loose.
Screwdrivers are right there.
Oh, right.
Yeah.
What did you do to your hand?
I scratched myself.
It's nothing.
Where'd you go last night?
After the club?
I went to pick up your mum.
You got any other questions?
I'll sort it for you.
I guess you think
I'm too unstable
to handle sharp objects.
All right, Tom?
The noise from the renovation
got a bit much.
One perk of living
in a caravan.
New view
whenever you feel like it.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah, yeah. Just, um
Yeah, just wanted to say
thanks for yesterday.
Not had a drink since, so.
That's great.
Bet you feel a bit rough,
though.
Yeah.
- Uh, William's not about, is he?
- No.
Why, do you need him
for something?
No, just, uh, just want to talk
about him between us.
Start with Joe.
Hey, Joe?
Um, he wasn't at the party,
the other night Neve, um
No.
- And did you see him that night?
- I was in Hayeswood.
Had a meeting about the hall,
didn't get back till morning.
Why?
Uh
You're just trying to remember.
I'm just trying to remember.
My memory's not great. Um
Um
So where was he then, that night?
At home, I guess.
Tom, what are you trying to say?
Um
You know, I reckon
you should go home, mate.
It's the best place
to be when you're withdrawing.
Yeah.
Get some rest.
The fuck's he playing at?
Sorry, I've got
a splitting headache,
I can't think straight.
- You stopped drinking.
- Yeah.
Go home and sleep it off.
I believe you.
My whole life, all I ever wanted
was his approval.
And now it's like
I can't bear to look at him.
I'm sorry.
I want to help finish this.
Neve!
You don't need to hide.
I just want to talk.
All right, Joe?
- Have you spoken to Tom today?
- No. Why?
You all right?
Some bastard stole
the tools out my van.
- If you hear anything
- Yeah, no problem, sir.
- I will fill out a report.
- All right.
Hello, Tom.
- Hi.
- You wanted to see me?
Um
Yeah.
The thing is, uh
I remembered something
about the night of the party.
- Do you want to come through?
- No, no. I'll be quick.
It's William Wyatt.
Sorry?
That's who you need
to be looking at.
William had, uh, an alibi
for that night. He was at home.
No, he wasn't.
He couldn't have been because
he was there with Neve.
- You saw them together?
- Yeah.
Well, where? What time?
Um, uh, just before midnight.
By the fire.
That's all I remember. I just
He was definitely with Neve.
Definitely.
Tom, are, are you feeling okay?
Just check out that alibi.
So what sort of questions
was he asking?
Uh, just stuff about Neve.
He wasn't making much sense
though.
I think the poor bloke's
losing it.
I found him passed out
on a park bench the other night.
He was saying he still sees her.
Neve.
Reckons she speaks to him.
Jesus.
I think it's the guilt,
you know?
He'd be the first to say
he wasn't much of a dad.
God knows what else
he's capable of.
Just, like, stay clear of him,
all right?
Good lad.
Sit down for a sec.
I was gonna go and do some work.
Just sit, please.
So what's Alex said now?
I want to talk about that night,
after the championship.
You mean when Neve was
What about it?
What do you remember?
Uh, we had dinner.
Watched a crap film,
and, uh, I went to bed.
And then what?
Then morning came
and all hell broke loose.
You see, the thing is
I really don't think
we should be raking this up.
It was a
a shit day and I would
rather just forget about it.
And it's, like,
it's not good for you
living with this case, 24/7.
You know, bringing it home.
It's not good for us.
No.
I worry about you.
- No.
- Sorry, what?
We're not doing this here.
Oh, yes, we are.
I want to hear it all.
- Alex?
- I want Alex to hear it.
- Every detail.
- Explain it to me, Dad.
What the hell is going on
with you two?
Alex.
I know you can see her.
Thought you needed therapy
but maybe you need sectioning.
He's scared.
William Wyatt, the big man
around town
- is fucking terrified.
- I want the truth.
Tell me what happened
that night. Dad!
I am not going to tolerate
this bullshit, Alex.
You've put your mother
through enough.
You're a murderer.
I'll never let you forget that.
- You can't kill me twice.
- Just shut up!
- Tell me the truth, Dad.
- Get off the key.
- Tell me what happened, Dad!
- Just get off the damn key.
- Just tell her!
- Just get away from me!
- Just get the fuck away from me!
- William!
You need to calm down right now.
I won't have it.
Thanks.
I just needed them to see that.
I think he had something to do
with what happened with Neve.
He's lied before, Mum.
And he made me lie to you
and the police.
About Neve?
You don't have to do this.
About the accident.
It wasn't just my fault.
What are you talking about?
Joe was messing about,
telling me to go faster,
and he covered my eyes.
I couldn't see.
That's why I lost control.
He said there's no point
both of us getting in trouble
that Joe had too much
potential to throw it away.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because he always
taught me to keep my head down,
to do whatever I could
to fit in.
And that when I didn't,
I'd cause trouble.
For him.
For us.
You should never have
to feel that way.
But I did.
You can't trust him, Mum.
He's hiding something.
Mum?
Mum, what do you know?
That night, when Neve was killed,
I woke up.
And your dad wasn't next to me.
You know, don't you?
In your gut, you know.
Oh, hi.
Everything all right?
Yeah, I just wanted
to talk to you about something.
In private.
I want her to stay.
I've had a witness
come forward,
um, I just wanted to chat to you
about their story.
What story?
Tom Rees has claimed
he saw William
at the party the night
Neve Kelly was murdered.
Uh, William said he was here
all night.
So, I mean, I know
Tom's unreliable
at the best of times,
but, um, I thought
I should check it out anyway.
Tick the box, you know.
There's something
I need to tell you.
Is she here?
I swear to God, Tom, if you're
just stringing me along
I'm not.
What's happened?
William Wyatt killed Neve.
What?
The police are looking into it.
Whatever that means.
I'm gonna go round there
and kill him myself.
Is this your way
of keeping me here?
No, no, no. I swear, I'm not.
We know you weren't at home
with Christine.
She's confirmed to us
she woke at around two a.m.
- and you weren't in the house.
- I was in the bathroom.
She doesn't think so.
And we have an eye-witness
who says they saw you
at the rave that night
with Neve Kelly.
Diana,
this is bloody ridiculous.
Were you with Neve that night?
- Nope.
- So where were you
when your wife woke up?
This makes you look stupid,
did you know that?
I have to take every lead
seriously.
This isn't a lead.
This is someone taking a piss
in the middle of the night.
You're embarrassing yourself,
and you're embarrassing
Christine.
I thought you were supposed
to be her friend.
I am.
And as her friend,
I've never understood
what she saw in you,
because I know exactly
what kind of man you are.
Are you sure it was Tom Rees?
Hundred percent.
He was whispering to that cop,
I saw them.
This is bullshit.
I'd better get down
to the station.
- I'll come with you.
- No, mate.
I'll handle it.
Tom turned up earlier,
talking shit,
asking where Uncle William
was the night it happened.
He wasn't even there that night,
was he?
I didn't see him.
He reckons Tom's losing it
because he feels guilty
about being a shit dad.
What if that's not what
he's feeling guilty about?
What if he killed Neve?
Don't be fucking stupid.
Asking weird questions,
trying to point the finger,
running off to the cops
to tell tales.
Sounds pretty fucking
suspicious to me.
I say we find Tom Rees
and get some answers.
Burns. Come on, mate.
I don't know.
Remember what he said to us?
About loyalty, and trust?
About having each other's backs?
That's what he needs from us
right now.
That's what he needs from you.
Yeah, and what if we just
make things worse?
Don't be a pussy.
Let's go.
Hey, hey, hey.
We should stay out of this.
I know what it's like
to be dragged in by the cops.
Someone's gotta do something.
No.
No one's telling me anything,
Daniel.
But it does sound like
he's being questioned.
Right, so you haven't heard
anything?
- What's going on, lads?
- You tell us.
You shopped William to the cops,
didn't you?
Yeah, you need to ask him
about that.
We're asking you cause you're
stitching up our mate.
Now why would that be?
Joe, tell these idiots
to piss off.
Why were you asking questions
before?
You know Uncle Will
wasn't at the party.
Yes, he was.
He killed Neve.
- No, he didn't.
- You did, you sick fuck.
I'm sorry, Joe,
but that's the truth.
- He had no reason to kill her.
- But he did.
I don't know, all he cares about
is that bloody club. And you.
Maybe Neve was a threat
to the championship.
- All right, so it's my fault?
- Calm down.
- That's not what I'm saying.
- Yeah, you are.
- Just deck the prick.
- Joe, don't do this.
- Go home, you idiot!
- You're a fucking liar.
Tell it to the police.
- Get off
- Joe!
- Joe, no. No. No. Come on.
- Get off him!
Get the fuck off him.
What the hell are you doing,
Joseph?
Get off this property
before I call the police.
Go on!
You heard.
I don't deserve any sympathy,
especially not from you.
None of this is your fault.
Why are we still talking
about him?
It's done.
You're free.
So am I.
Yeah.
I thought that's how I'd feel,
but
I don't know.
I don't feel anything.
I know what we should do.
You sure about this?
Habit.
Okay?
Yeah.
Whoo!
Come on.
What?
What was that for?
Try it.
- No.
- You wanted to feel something,
do it.
From here.
Commit to it.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey. It's okay.
Shh.
I'm sorry, what is going on?
Ohh.
We've done that before.
Just the once. Yeah.
Oh, my God.
You gave me GHB.
I didn't want to,
but you kept asking.
- You wouldn't drop it.
- You gave me too much
that's why I can't remember
anything.
We took the same amount.
I'm sorry but
That's why I couldn't
fight him off.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I knew
you'd feel like this.
Oh, you were the one
you were the one person
I trusted.
You can trust me.
I chose you over my dad.
Neve, I didn't know
how to tell you.
- Neve.
- Just don't.
Neve.
Oh, my God.