Neverwhere s01e06 Episode Script

There's a whole world underneath London that I never dreamed existed.
Not just underneath, it's the rooftops.
It's everywhere.
I helped a girl in trouble.
I helped a girl in trouble.
I've survived an ordeal and right now, I'm on my way through a labyrinth with a mad bastard who just came back from the dead, and a bodyguard who turned out to be whatever the opposite of a bodyguard is.
That girl I mentioned is still in trouble, and I'm still out of my depth.
(GROANING) Hunter.
-Can you hear me? -Yes.
The creature's just biding its time.
It'll be back.
Are you You're going to be all right.
Do you keep your life hidden anywhere, Hunter? I'm a hunter.
We don't go in for that kind of thing.
Richard, have you ever used a spear? No.
Take it.
Do it.
Pick it up.
Hold it at the blunt end.
I knew that bit.
I know.
Look, let's all stay very quiet.
Maybe it will go away.
I did a bad thing, Richard Mayhew.
A very bad thing.
(EXCLAIMS IN PAIN) Now, I make amends.
RICHARD: Stop it.
Hunter, get down.
(HUNTER HUMMING) Hey.
Where are you? -Maybe it's gone away.
-I doubt it.
-We'll get you some help.
-Come on, you bastard.
Are you scared? (ROARING) Now, Richard, strike.
(RICHARD SCREAMS) Hunter.
Is it dead? -I think so.
It's not moving.
-You killed the Beast.
Now you're the greatest hunter in London Below.
The Warrior.
I can't feel my hands.
Take my right hand.
-Is there still a knife in it? -Yes.
Now take her.
She's yours.
She's always looked after me.
Clean my blood off her, though.
Mustn't rust the blade.
A good hunter always looks after his weapons.
Now, wipe the beast's blood on your eyes and tongue.
-What? -Do it.
That's good.
Now, go.
-We can't just leave her here.
-Go.
-We can come back for the body later.
-And what if there isn't a later? Then we'll just have to hope that someone disposes of all our remains.
And now, the Lady Door must be getting tired of waiting for us.
Come in, Richard Mayhew, come in, I was rather hoping you would grace us with your presence.
Dear me, you do look a mess.
-Where's Hunter? -She's dead.
Oh, poor dear.
Still, can't make an omelette without Killing a few people.
-Door, are you all right? -So far.
Enough.
The Lady Door was proving a little intransigent.
I was just discussing having Mr Croup and Mr Vandemar Torture her.
She does not strike me as someone who will easily change her mind.
-Give us enough time, we'd break her.
-Into little, wet bits.
No time.
However, she might well be someone who would change her mind to end the pain and suffering of a friend.
But it's wrong.
Wrong? He's travelled so far beyond right and wrong, he couldn't see them with a telescope on a nice, clear night.
Now, Mr Vandemar, if you'll do the honours.
You've got the Key.
What do you need her for? (CRUNCHING) When I was sentenced here, they gave me the door to my prison, (RICHARD GROANING) and they took the key to the door and they placed it down here, too.
An exquisite form of torture.
The Blackfriars were keeping it safe from you.
A key, a door, an Opener of the door.
There must be the three.
A particularly refined sort of joke.
They told me that when, one day, they'd decide I have earned my freedom, the Key would be sent, together with an Opener.
I have simply taken matters into my own hands and will be leaving a little early.
I spoke first to your father, Door.
He wanted to unite London Below.
I told him I would help him if he would help me.
Then I told him the nature of the help I needed, and he laughed at me.
He laughed at me.
You killed him because he turned you down.
I didn't kill him.
I had him killed.
There's someone else out there.
Mr Croup.
I already killed you once.
What does it take to teach some people? You told me he was dead.
-He is.
-He was.
I will not be lied to.
How could you behave like this? You're an angel.
-What did I tell you, Richard Mayhew? -You said Lucifer was an angel.
Lucifer? Lucifer was an idiot.
It wound up lord and master of nothing at all.
And you wound up lord and master of two thugs and a room full of candles.
They told me it was my punishment for Atlantis.
I told them that was unfortunate.
-Millions of people were killed.
-They deserved it.
Just one of those things.
Chain him up.
My father told me I could trust you.
He told me to come here, in his journal.
He didn't.
He never did.
We took the journal, fixed it and then returned it.
(IN PORTICO'S VOICE) Trust Islington.
I thought my version would get you here a little faster.
Where does the door lead to? -Home.
-Heaven? So you figure they won't notice you're back? Just, ''Oh, look, there's another angel, grab a harp and on with the Hosannas''? Not for me, the smooth agonies of adulation, of hymns and halos and self-seeking prayers.
-I have my own agenda.
-Well, you've got the key.
And you're the Opener.
Without you, the key is useless.
She'll never do it, no matter how much you hurt us.
I don't have to hurt any of you.
Serve me.
You're sick.
Ah, me.
Right, back to plan A then.
Cut off his ear.
This is your lucky day.
Stop them.
I'll open your door.
Remember I have your friends.
Give me the key.
Door, don't do it.
Don't set it free.
We don't matter.
Actually, I matter very much, but I have to agree, don't do it.
(CREAKING) When I am gone, kill them all howsoever you wish.
When I have my throne, all the rewards your revolting little minds can conceive of will be yours.
And when the vastness of creation is mine and they gather around my throne to sing hosannas to my name, I shall reward the worthy and cast down those who are hateful in my sight.
That's not Heaven.
You murderous witch, what have you done? That wasn't the real key.
It was just a copy I had Hammersmith make in the market.
-It opened the door.
-No.
I opened the door within the door.
I opened it to somewhere as far and as hard away as I could.
I will kill you.
Like you killed my family? I don't think you're going to be killing anybody any more.
Close the door.
I'll tell you where your sister is.
She's still alive I killed your family, not him.
Now I'm finally going to (CROUP SCREAMING) (VANDEMAR SCREAMING) Well, where did you send them? I don't know.
A long way away.
I'm very tired now.
-May your family at last rest in peace.
-Thank you.
-So what happens now? -In what way? Well, you wanted to avenge your family, and you have, and you're no longer in any danger, are you? -Not for right now.
-And you? -Have you got what you wanted? -I believe so.
The Lady Door owes me a significant favour.
So, what about me? What about getting me back home? Who do you think she is, the Wizard of Oz? We can't send you back home.
This is your home.
There has to be a way.
(BANGS HAND) (WHIMPERS) Where is the key? -Door.
-Not me.
I slipped it into your pocket after the Market yesterday.
You mean, when I told Croup and Vandemar that I had it, and they were welcome to search me, I had it? Crumbs.
Warrior, give me the key.
You killed the Beast, you are the Warrior.
Oh, I see.
I don't get to go home, but as a consolation prize, I've made it on to some archaic underground honours list.
Look at the good you've done.
You've survived the ordeal, you've won the key.
So what? You forged a new one.
We didn't have to We couldn't have had Hammersmith make it without the original.
You're all very stupid people and you do not know anything.
-Richard is the master of the key.
-I don't need the key to Heaven.
It's the key to all reality.
If Richard wishes to return to London Above, then the key will take him.
It's that simple? -Who is it? -It's him, sire, Richard Mayhew.
The Warrior, eh? Bring him here.
-I thought you'd be taller.
-Sorry.
Well, better get on with it.
You killed the Great Beast of London.
You are the Warrior.
Halvard, the Warrior's possessions.
They're here, your Grace.
The Lord Rat-speaker sent them for the Warrior.
He said no hard feelings.
It's all there.
I checked.
What did the bard say? Crimson the cuts of the carcass, fast falls the foe, dauntless, devout defender, bravest of boys.
Give me your sword, boy.
-Will this do? -Yes, yes, yes.
Arise, Sir Richard of Mayberry, Warrior.
With this knife, I give to you the freedom of the Underside.
May you be allowed to walk freely and without let or hindrance, or And so on and so forth, etcetera.
Blah de blah de blah.
Thank you.
It's Mayhew, actually.
This is where you get off.
Hello.
Hello.
Look, with the Angel gone, there's a lot of sorting out to do in London Below and there's only me to do it.
It's my duty.
And there's my sister, she could still be alive.
You've been a really good friend to me, Richard, and I've sort of got to quite like having you around.
Please don't go.
Well I've got to, sort of, quite like having you around, too.
But I don't belong here.
Then we won't ever see each other again.
I suppose we won't.
Have you got the key? Okay.
Just walk.
Don't look back.
Here, taxi.
Little Compton Street, please.
-Morning, Mr Mayhew.
-Fergus.
Good morning to you, Mr Fergus, you marvellous security guard.
MAN: Hi, Richard.
Welcome back.
GARY: All right, yeah, okay.
Bye.
The return of the prodigal, eh? -Come on, this way.
How was Majorca? -Where's my desk? Majorca? -Yeah.
Don't you always go to Majorca? -Not this time.
-I needed a change.
-Well, you've certainly got one now.
Congratulations.
The Wandsworth report.
Somebody must have been impressed.
You found everything all right, then? Yes.
Fine.
Thank you, Sylvia.
-What happened to your finger? -Oh, I broke it.
-You weren't in a fight, were you? -Me? Just teasing.
I suppose you got it stuck in a door.
That's what my sister did.
No.
I was in a Door.
I am the greatest warrior in London Below.
Prepare to die.
Ah.
But first, you shall drink a nice cup of tea.
(KNOCKING) Come in.
-Hello, Richard.
-Hello, Jess.
Sorry - Jessica.
Jess is fine.
Jessica, Jess.
Nobody's called me Jess for ages.
I rather miss it.
So what brings -Do I have the honour -I just wanted to see you, really.
That's nice.
I thought I could give it back to you, and then, if things worked out, one day, maybe you could give it back to me again.
Here, you keep it, Jessica.
I'm sorry.
Did you meet someone? No.
No one.
I've just changed.
That's all.
What's this? Keep it.
-What do you want? -Nothing.
I really don't want anything.
Nothing at all.
Have you ever got everything that you ever wanted and then realised that it wasn't what you wanted at all? -Can't say that I have.
-I thought I wanted all this.
I thought I wanted a nice, normal life.
See this knife? (GASPS) -Don't hurt me.
I haven't done nothing.
-Oh, no.
It's all right.
It's okay.
Hunter gave this to me as she died.
I wiped her blood from the blade.
The Earl knighted me with it.
It gave me the freedom of the Underside.
I don't know nothing about that.
Please.
Hey.
Is anyone in there? Can you hear me? Door.
It's me.
It's Richard.
Door.
Someone.
(KNIFE CLATTERS) Sorry.
Oh, shit.
Coming?