Truth Seekers (2020) s01e05 Episode Script

All personnel
report to stations.
All personnel report
to stations.
Biometric not recognized.
Didn't know
you were a lefty, Bob.
You have five seconds
to present alternative identification.
Five, four, three
Access granted.
Caution. Atmosphere unstable.
There can
be only one
Whosoever possesses the book
shall wield such magicks.
Emily must have loved
having you around.
- Always fixing things.
- She did.
Well, towards the end.
The only thing
I couldn't fix was us.
And the downstairs toilet.
Can I ask what happened?
Yeah, I just think
a lifetime of heavy twos
just kind of smashed
the system up.
- Oh, no, I meant between you and Emily.
- Oh, sorry.
I left.
Just felt like she was keeping something from me.
Fellas, we've got a mission.
Helen said we'd been
contacted with a lead,
by some new subscriber
called JoJo74.
- JoJo74.
- Yeah. Inbox.
Click it.
JoJo74 said this was taken
this morning
- in a place called Bodmin.
- Bodmin?
The Bodmin?
"Bodmin Moor
in Cornwall" Bodmin?
I don't know,
but that's a big, bloody cat.
Yeah, one might call it a beast.
Beast of Bodmin Moor.
Beast of
Bodmin Moor.
Listen, you said it was big.
What scale are you using?
That tree looks
like a full grown
quercus ellipsoidalis,
about 10 meters tall.
We can establish how big
that cat is
using the tree as a reference.
How come
you know so much about trees?
Oh, I used to work for family of
tree surgeons couple years back.
What is your best guesstimate
for the size of this cat?
Six feet, nose to tail,
give or take.
- It's a big boy.
- It's a big boy.
What say you
we head down to Cornwall
and capture ourselves
a big cat?
Fuck that.
No, on video.
We do it on video.
Oh, yeah.
That's all right, then.
Here we are, Terry.
The jump-off.
From here, we shall leave
this place and start again
on Eternis.
Eternis.
We're so close now.
Yes
we are, Terry.
Just not you.
What do you mean?
Not everyone can make
the transfer, Terry.
Some of us need to make
a different sacrifice.
And you you've been chosen.
Why? Why me?
Thank you.
I love you, Terry.
You know that, don't you?
- The range has improved.
- Good.
Because of Terry and his like,
we will be able to make
the transition.
Let's take a brief moment
to cherish the gift
Terry has offered us.
Okay.
Make sure you burn that before
you get rid of it, will you?
Just gonna go
and get a cappuccino.
- What's that?
- Careful. It's a spirit pod.
- You're up early.
- Yeah, well, if you must know,
got an over active hemorrhoid.
Oh, look at her.
She's beautiful.
You know, you can teach yourself
not to think about it,
you forget it even,
but once in a while,
it's just very, very painful.
Are we talking about Emily
or your hemorrhoid?
Emily, you daft twit.
But admittedly,
it could apply to both.
"HMS Darkside"
ready for pre-flight checks.
Oh, hang on.
You going out again?
You know I am.
Well, what if I was
to fall over an die?
Ah, you know
It's nature's away, isn't it?
Listen, Helen's
gonna come over
and cut some videos
for the channel.
- Oh, she's coming over now?
- Yeah.
Well, I like Helen,
'cause she gets me.
- She just pulled up.
- Oh, bollocks.
Better make myself presentable.
Oh, come on.
Oh, come on.
Oh, oh.
Come on.
Oh, bollocks.
Hey, guys. So
Where shall I set up?
Ooh! Can I drive "Darkside"?
No, you're never gonna drive
"Darkside."
Hello, Gus Roberts's phone.
Gus Roberts speaking.
Gus, it's Dave. I'm gonna
give Elton a call as well,
but I'd thought I'd start with
the brains of the operation.
Yeah, Elton's
actually here with me.
- Dave, you're on speakerphone.
- Hello, Dave.
And then move on to the sheer,
bloody charisma and good looks.
Thanks, Dave.
Well, employees socializing
on the weekend,
that certainly puts
a "Smyle" on my face.
Yeah, we're taking
"HMS Darkside"
- on a little weekend jaunt.
- Don't tell him.
Let me assure you
that I will not be invoicing
the company for any fuel
that we use.
I will
rely on my own private fuel.
You shall do no such thing, Gus.
I'm sure Smyle wouldn't
begrudge its two top employees
a little extra-curricular
team-building activity.
- Did you say "top employees"?
- I did.
That's exactly why I'm calling.
You, gentlemen, have received
the most Smyle points this month
by a country mile.
Lovely. Very encouraging.
Thank you, Dave.
So, where are you off to?
- Bodmin Moor.
- Bodmin? The Bodmin?
"Bodmin Moor
in Cornwall" Bodmin?
Are you two hoping to catch
a glimpse of the elusive beast?
Well, it's not just us.
Astrid's here, too.
Oh, yes, that strange,
little pixie girl
- Hi, Dave.
- who so enchanted me when I met her.
All right then.
Well, have a great time.
And try not to get mauled
to death.
Good-bye.
Bjorn?
Bjorn?
Join us this week
from peaceful Bodmin,
the jewel
in the Dorset Coast's crown.
Once Private Atkins' spirit
had been transported
into this ellexatron machine,
he took over the primary
functions of the ellexatron,
and he made sure
no signal got out,
no phone, no radio,
no telephone,
no Wi-Fi, no signal
- Tea?
- Uh, yeah.
That'd be That'd be nice.
Oh, you look smart.
Are you
popping out somewhere?
Well, I like to
maintain a degree
of sartorial elegance
around the house.
I mean, what are we,
if we can't have a bit of class?
I mean, there's no excuse
for looking like a cunt.
Hmm. Well, do you mind
if I keep you company?
No, I'd really appreciate that.
I only ever see Elton.
Well, I only ever see Gus.
I thought you got all your
friends on your video, right?
All my friends are virtual.
Oh. All my friends are dead.
Must be close. We've been
in Bodmin for a while now.
Yeah. We need to find the exact
location the picture was taken.
Ooh, this building in the
picture looks like a Happy Eater.
Have a little "snackeroonie"
before we start?
Yeah, good luck.
That building has probably
been abandoned
- for over 20 years.
- How do you know?
Because Happy Eater went bust
in 1997.
Hmm. What a shame.
I used to love an eggy bender.
Oh, sorry, but, uh,
eggy bender was Wimpy.
Was it? I thought they did
the royal breakfast.
Nope. That was Little Chef.
I spent two weeks
as a line cook
at the Oxford Bypass services.
Of course, you did.
All right.
I think it is up here on the left.
Helen, may I ask you a question?
Uh, yeah, of course.
I don't mean to be patronizing,
but you seem to be
quite a fragile thing.
Are you ill?
Um, guess I am.
Got quite a few things
wrong with me.
Um, my ankle, my wrist.
I get tired.
I get anxious.
- What are you anxious about?
- Everything.
Makes it hard to make friends.
Oh, yeah, I had a friend once.
We used to play chess
every Saturday morning.
Yeah, he was very interesting.
He lost both legs.
The retaking of Goose Green.
- Poor guy.
- Yeah.
Funny thing was is
his nickname was Stumpy
before it all happened.
Just didn't feel like
I could call him that after.
What did you call him?
Knobby No-Legs.
I don't know what happened
to him.
We must have had a falling out.
Can I ask you a question?
Of course.
What's wrong with your eye?
Ah, just gammy for the mo.
Why? Is it putting you
off your biscuits?
No.
I know. Why don't we pop out
and have a brunch?
Mmm. Yeah,
I can't really do rooms
full of strangers eating.
- Sorry.
- Well, um, why don't we order in?
- I mean, what do you fancy?
- Hmm. Italian?
- Chinese.
- I know just the place.
Ah! That Happy Eater smell!
Chips, animal fat,
disinfectant.
- Lovely.
- Oh, there it is.
There it is.
Okay, well, look,
let's shoot an intro,
and then let's start chumming
the area with cat food, okay?
I'll shoot it.
- I'm happy not to be on camera.
- Okay.
- I'll direct.
- What qualifications do you have?
I did a media studies course
at Middlesex University.
You're probably over qualified.
Where do you want me?
Well, how about right there?
The light's good.
- Um, Elton.
- Mm-hmm?
Can you leave some space
on the right side of frame?
- We can overlay graphics in post.
- Got it, Chief.
- Should we work out what I'm gonna say?
- Action!
This place
raised by cheeky, chubby,
happy ponies
is Bodmin Moor
the jewel in Cornwall's
already jewel-laden crown.
Cornwall, Kernow
as she's known here
in local Cornish tongue,
is a ancient county
rich in mystical heritage.
Over this way,
her two highest peaks
Rough Tor and the slightly
more impressive Brown Willy.
Oh, come on.
- Not cool.
- Sorry.
But it's here in the parking lot
of this deserted Happy Eater
that today I come
to dine upon my truth.
And cut. Lovely work.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
All right, let's get ourselves
a bit cut, yeah? Let's go.
- Seriously. Good job.
- Thanks, man. Cheers.
Well, I must say, the sweet
and sour prawn ball pizza
was quite an experience.
Can I get a closer look
at your eye?
Really?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Okay.
Yeah, I think I first noticed it
when I came back from that
"con-con-con-com" place.
Think there might be
a little puncture wound.
Oh, really?
Do you remember being poked
in the eye
by a sharp object recently?
No, not that I recall.
Would you mind
if I take a photo of it?
It's just that,
if I could reproduce it,
it would make a great look
for a rage zombie cosplay
I don't
understand what you said,
but, you know,
I trust you, so yes.
Okay. Thank you.
And I'm gonna get a bit closer.
Got it. Bingo.
Thank you so much.
Here, puss puss.
Pussy, pussy.
It's well spooky out, eh?
Keep your eyes peeled.
JoJo74 said she saw
the beast today.
Uh, guys.
Wow! Look at this!
- That poo?
- Yeah.
It's amazing.
- Turn over on this.
- Yeah, okay.
- You wanna get closer?
- Um, I'll zoom. I'll zoom.
Oh, fine.
And turning.
Something very big
has come this way.
This spore,
almost certainly a large,
feline number two.
- The number of the beast?
- What are you saying?
- Num Just a joke.
- Something funny?
If you're not gonna
take this seriously,
just go wait in the van.
Sorry. It was just a joke.
Here. Take this.
Baggie up.
Pop it in your little knapsack.
- Oh, come on, mate.
- Well, come on.
Oh, my God.
Big one, isn't it?
So thick.
Let me touch it.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
It's so rich.
It's like Play-Doh.
- Stop, that's disgusting.
- It's 23 degree "C."
It's incred
What the fuck?
Should we split up?
No! It'll hunt
the most vulnerable.
I don't want anything
to happen to Bloody hell.
How'd it get
in front of us?
Maybe there's two of them.
It's not the Beasts
of Bodmin Moor, is it?
So how can it be in two places?
Shit! Run!
Let's just
run to the van.
Fuck the van.
Get inside.
Come on!
Out of the way!
What are you doing?
- Come on! Come on!
- Got it.
- Yes!
- Let's go!
- Where'd you learn to do that?
- Brownies.
Put that in your bag.
Fuck is this?
How long has
this place been deserted?
Not that long
by the looks of it.
Oh, prawn cocktail.
Let's bust you out of there.
Guys?
What did you do?
What is it with you
and secret doors?
Hey, since when did
you lead the way?
Since I started
getting chased by a lion.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Oh, wow.
Wow.
I knew it.
- What?
- There's no beast.
So who's shit is this
in my backpack?
Lookie there.
That's the cat
from the photograph.
Someone's playing a joke on us.
Why go to all this trouble?
What's the endgame?
JoJo74, I presume.
The Truth Seekers.
I was rather hoping
you'd be the ones
to crack this case.
Most people just
turn tail and run.
- Who are you?
- I'm everyone that doesn't walk through this room
with their eyes
and ears closed.
Nice library you have here.
"Le San's Spirit Index" and
"Benson's Guide to Beyond."
Ah! Of course, a bit
of Dr. Peter Toynbee as well.
That hack.
I find it quite compelling.
Gus, I've watched your videos.
You're good,
but you're just scratching
the surface.
There's a bigger world
out there,
more that can be found
in a Toynbee.
The Portland case was
impressive, but did it occur to you
your efforts there may
have been counterproductive?
Counterproductive? How?
I find it ironic that
you work for the very forces
perpetuating our enslavement.
- Smyle.
- Smyle!
That signal you so diligently
distribute across the land
now at nearly 100% coverage.
Did you ever stop to think
about its true purpose?
A means to manipulate
our brainwaves.
Keep us pliable.
Even the basic package?
Well, how do you know I won't
just expose you, you know?
Tell the world about your hoax?
You could, but you wouldn't.
There's a storm coming.
You have to open your eyes and
see who the puppet masters are.
You've seen the spike
in paranormal events.
It's happening all over.
Someone is making it happen.
Someone you may need
to stand up to.
Why should we trust you?
Because I'm the same as you,
a truth seeker.
She got a shank!
She got a shank!
Please, stay in touch.
I'll give you my number.
I thought you'd be well
off the grid.
It's a Nokia 7110.
I may as well be.
Please don't blow my cover.
I may be hiding behind a lie,
but the truth is all I have.
- Okay.
- You should go.
Yeah, okay.
Okay, good-bye.
Don't forget your bag, mate.
I was just gonna leave it here,
to be honest.
It's just
a shit bag now anyway.
- Bye.
- Yes. Okay.
- Take care. Bye.
- Bye!
What the heck?
That's weird.
Despite not seeing the beast,
we definitely encountered
something up on the moors,
and experience none
of us here at Truth Seekers
will ever forget.
But for now, though,
this mystery remains
unsolved.