The Head (2020) s03e01 Episode Script

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My name is Olivia Jackson.
Arthur Wilde was responsible
for my mother's death.
What we're doing here
has never been seen before.
We can't stop now.
And his crew helped
cover it up to protect the research.
When I discovered Arthur Wilde
and his team were going to Polaris VI
The work we started on Polaris V
could be the thing that
cures our ailing planet.
Welcome to the Looney Bin.
I joined
under the name of Margaret Mitchell.
I killed them all
What did you do?
one by one,
leaving only Arthur Wilde alive.
Maggie, I need you
to tell me what happened.
Framing him for the
murders I perpetrated.
I did it for my mother.
And I would do it again.
Put on the news, quick.
The famous biologist
was being taken to Portlaoise Prison
when the prison van
was attacked in what seems
a perfectly executed operation
by an organized group.
I need you to be honest with me
about what happend in Polaris.
One day, we had a disagreement.
She fell, she hit her head and she died.
I'm not interested in whatever it is
you have done in the past, Dr. Wilde.
What's ahead of us
that's what I'm here for.
Take a look!
Is it stable?
Solid.
Gotcha!
I had every reason to kill Kowalski.
It's a toxin, Arthur.
If this is introduced
into marine biomes,
it'd be a biblical clusterfuck.
I'm sorry. We can't proceed.
I will find a way around it.
Around what? Around nature?
I can rewire nature!
It was either him
or everything that I had created.
I needed to get rid of him.
I had to improvise. And I did.
Wakey, wakey.
Using Maggie as a decoy,
I'd twist the narrative in my favor.
He was decapitated.
That's the thing with Pandora's box.
Once you open it, things go awry.
Do you know Rachel Russo?
She's the only family
I've got in Dublin.
You're family with Rachel?
I'm her flatmate.
You're Liam?
Yeah.
The perfectly preserved sample, Rachel.
It's in the water?
You put it in the water?
It's poetic, isn't it?
Ending it with the toxin
that began it all.
We could take it from here.
Just the two of us.
We hold the key, Rachel.
I'm your father.
So what's it going to be?
Where's Arthur?
- He's dead.
- She's right.
Finish it.
Come on. Come on.
Come on. There we go.
The incy wincy spider
came up the water spout ♪
Come on.
There we go.
There we go.
The incy wincy spider
came up the water spout ♪
Down came the rain ♪
And it washed the spider out ♪
I know. I know.
Okay
Third time lucky, eh?
Hey, what happened
to two-minute showers?
Sorry, Jamal. My mind was wandering.
Chopper's coming.
Everybody out, quickly. Move!
Bags here. Now.
Here we go.
Excited?
Yeah.
Terrified?
Yeah.
- Phones and devices in here.
- Huh?
In here, come on.
We already went through security.
What's a girl like you
doing in a dump like this?
Missing a husband.
What the fuck?
No.
I need it back.
No laptops, no tablets, no phones.
How are we meant
to contact our families then?
No signal, no Wi-Fi.
- Then why can't we keep our phones?
- No photos, no video.
Hi, guys! Hope you had a good trip!
I'm Geri.
Take your bags. Follow me.
Please leave Bashir.
I need him to help me unload.
Bashir.
Go.
What is this? What the
hell are you doing here?
Hello to you too.
Alright, I'll ask again.
What are you doing here?
I'm monitoring the trial.
That's Rachel's job.
As medical officer.
That's my job.
I'm happy to work together, Liam.
Oh, isn't that nice?
And who am I speaking to?
Rachel's cousin, Maggie
Mitchell, or Olivia Jackson?
No, Maggie's fine.
Brought your gun with you?
Should I have?
I don't know why
Lauren's brought you here,
but if you even think of laying
a finger on Rachel or the baby
I'm sure Arthur Wilde's daughter
can take care of herself. No?
Maggie fucking Mitchell?
Come in.
We have no choice.
Joining us was one of
Maggie's conditions.
Since when are you nice?
She's not so cuddly herself.
You should have told me.
Would you be here if I had?
We got the algae back,
that's what matters.
She is a psychopath.
She can't stay. You know what
my father said on the ship.
I also know that a father who is
desperate for his daughter's love
would say anything to make
her believe he was the victim.
We wouldn't be having this conversation
if you hadn't let her walk out
of the hospital with the algae.
Let her? I was in shock
and severely dehydrated,
she took advantage.
How can I trust her?
I don't expect you to trust her.
I said we have no choice.
What you're feeling right
now is 51 degrees Celsius,
but don't let that fool you.
The temperature falls
below zero at night.
So remember: sun up, keep hydrated.
Sun down, stay warm.
Toilets and showers here.
A portacabin?
Could be worse, no?
The showers have timers, use them.
No longer than two minutes.
Our washing water is condensed
from this aircon unit.
See that vat there? That's all we get.
- And is that the nearest ATM?
- Sure.
Inside.
What is this place?
An old army base, Russian.
They build things to last.
But not the toilets.
They used buckets.
I can provide one with you if you want.
It's a mad place, isn't it?
Oh, let me
- I'll help.
- You sure?
Yeah, it's okay, I got it. No worries.
We share this paradise
with scorpions and snakes.
No need to panic.
Just check your shoes and keep
your bags zipped at all times.
But if you get bitten,
we keep antidotes in the infirmary.
Hey, Joe.
What have we got ourselves into?
This is you.
Kitchen, pods. Your names are on them.
You have a call button next to your bed
if you need to alert the medical team.
They'll be in soon to see you.
So, I'll leave you to settle.
Thanks.
I thought we start tomorrow.
They have to take blood,
check base levels.
How do you know so much?
I do this shit for a living.
Guinea pig babe.
Alba?
It's yours.
Is it normal they don't
let us contact our families?
Yeah, like if it's a miracle
pill, they need to protect it.
With dudes armed with Kalashnikovs?
Pretty sure I saw a hotbox out there.
What's a hotbox?
Free sauna.
- What's so funny?
- It's not.
Unless you find torture funny.
Relax. It's gonna be chill.
We don't even know where we are.
I know where we are.
It's called the middle
of fucking nowhere.
With nowhere to run.
What do you think about the subjects?
Strange group, no?
Spoiled children on vacation.
I'm alright, thank you.
- How much you think they get?
- The subjects?
- Ask Rachel.
- No, ask Lauren,
she's the money woman.
- Good luck with that.
- More than you and me.
You couldn't pay me
enough to swallow shit.
What about one million dollars?
- My body is priceless.
- So priceless, only a cat can touch it.
Don't talk about my cat.
Stop fucking around, kiddo.
Still not straight.
- Want me to take that?
- No, I'm good. Thank you.
- No, no
- Come on, try it.
Who are you?
Maggie.
I'm the other medic.
So how far along are you?
I'm guessing 34-36 weeks.
Cutting it a bit fine.
Where's the father? It can't be Liam.
We're not doing this.
We're not pretending
to have a girly chat.
Okay?
Don't move.
Not a breath.
That's it.
Why don't you kill it?
What did it ever do to me?
Good morning and welcome to
the first day of the trial.
Over the next eight days,
you will be given three doses
of desalinated seawater to drink
in which we have been growing
genetically modified algae.
We will be starting with the smallest
and then increasing in volume.
The algae water has been successfully
tested on fish and mammals.
And you are here to ensure it
is fit for human consumption.
Liam and Maggie have already fitted you
with Bluetooth hemodynamic monitors
that allow us to track your temperature,
blood pressure, oxygen
levels and heart rate.
We need you to be keeping
this on day and night.
Do not take it off, except to shower.
We need to be monitoring
you at all times.
So if you feel unwell or unsettled,
unusual in any way, let
us know straight away.
Of course.
Anybody have any questions?
People don't drink seawater.
Well, actually, 300 million
of the world's population
rely on desalinated seawater to drink.
Sorry, I just wanted to ask.
I signed up because I thought
it had to do with
fighting climate change.
Sure, not for the money.
No, it's a good question.
So, the algae is a super carbon trap.
If this trial succeeds, we can
spread it throughout our oceans,
not only reducing climate
change but reversing it.
I have a question.
When do we get paid?
In eight days you will all be
flown home and paid in full,
provided that you have completed
the trial and all three doses.
One minute.
Right, you all need to
drink at the same time.
It's 12 o'clock, so please
wait for the countdown.
Not recording, right?
Just a closed circuit as you wanted.
Don't worry, it'll be alright.
What would you know?
30 seconds.
I'm really not sure about this.
Hey, piece of cake.
Then why are they paying
so much to drink it?
Relax, you won't believe the
shit I swallow in pharma trials.
And I'm still here.
Ten, nine,
eight, seven,
six, five,
four, three,
two, one.
Swallow.
Please remain seated
for at least 15 minutes.
Are you okay?
Okay.
Okay, stay up. Stay up.
What's happening?
Get the bag.
Oh, my God. Are we going to die?
Don't drink the water!
You have to survive.
See you in the Philippines, yeah?
Horst, her readings?
Normal, oxygen 95, BPM just 90.
What?
Just kidding.
What?
What the fuck?
Okay, that's not funny.
Get up.
Go back to your seat.
Look at your face!
Am I the only one with a sense of humor?
You do that again and I will
make you wish it were real.
Okay, okay, get off her. Off.
She can't threaten me like that.
She just did.
Sit down.
Everyone sit down.
We've got 15 minutes.
Relax, okay?
Sit down.
- You alright?
- Yes, okay.
No need to cry. It's just
a terrible joke, okay?
Shit.
Hello, everyone.
Haboob in twenty.
Don't you just love this fucking job?
Know what that means?
Your favorite movie.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Look, look, look!
Oh, my God.
Of all the films we could have
watched, why watch this one?
Geri put it on on our first haboob
and we've done it ever since.
Okay.
Oh, great. This is when
we get buried alive.
You think?
No.
Sometimes the desert sand
blows all the way to Dublin.
I love you Conor!
Deets.
Is that your boyfriend?
It's my son.
This'll be Dublin if
we don't fix the planet.
What was that?
Just something blown by
the wind. Don't worry.
Oh, my God!
Hey, what's wrong?
There's someone up there.
Jamal?
Jamal?
Jamal? Jamal!
Jamal!
I'm here!
Did you see anyone else out there?
We couldn't see the end of our rifles.
Search him.
- Nothing.
- Cuff him.
And bring me the satellite phone.
In the mess hall.
- Is he conscious?
- No. We found him like this.
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
You have your job.
We have ours.
- He'll need saline.
- This is ridiculous.
I can't work on him if
he's tied up like this.
Where's your survival instinct?
Who are you going to call?
Fuck. Lauren?
Lauren!
What's going on?
No one's supposed to
know about this place.
And a man turns up out of nowhere.
You think that's a coincidence?
Are you saying someone talked?
You're accusing us.
I won't let anybody
jeopardize this trial.
No one speaks to the outside world
until the contractors come to
dismantle in eight days' time.
Understood?
- Jesus!
- If I was gonna hurt you, I would've.
No, you were just too busy
trying to steal my algae.
I gave them back to Lauren.
I need you to tell me
where your father is.
He is dead. I have
already told you this.
There was no body.
No.
Guess you'll have to believe me.
Drop it.
Who are you?
Why am I tied up?
We ask the questions.
Michael, Michael Drake.
I'm an American tourist.
There's no tourism here.
No, I was in South Egypt.
I booked a desert tour.
The storm forced our plane off course.
The pilot lost control.
We crash landed and I blacked out.
When I came to, I saw that
she hadn't survived the impact.
Were there others?
No, no.
Why walk through the storm?
The wind was bouncing and
dragging the plane around
like it was paper.
It wasn't safe to stay there.
It's a miracle I found you.
There are no miracles.
You could be anyone.
No passport, no phone.
I didn't have time to take anything.
- Please, I'm not a dangerous man.
- Lauren,
a word.
Can we untie him now?
Jamal?
Bashir stays with him.
The crash will have
deployed the plane's ELT.
ELT?
Emergency locator transmitter.
Right now, the storm will
be blocking the signal.
But when it clears, it'll trigger a
search and rescue and we're fucked.
We'll have military
flying over us any second.
They have no authority
here in Bir Tawil.
That won't stop them asking questions.
- Can it be switched off?
- Yes.
The chopper is a no-go,
but I could take the Jeep.
Driving blind. You'll never find it.
They left Egypt and he walked here.
I reckon that narrows the area.
If I can get within range, I
could use the portable radar.
No, you're not going alone.
- I'll go with Pierre.
- No, you go with Jamal.
I need my pilot in one piece.
Right.
I need you to not come yet, okay?
Pierre to Jeep.
- How's it going?
- Nothing yet, Rotorhead.
Pierre.
What was that? Hello?
Nothing. Just a bush in the wind.
Pierre to Jeep. You copy?
What happened?
- Pierre.
- Hello?
Pierre, do you ?
Shit. No range.
He'll worry now.
What do you care?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Stop playing with Bashir.
He told you.
I have eyes.
So does Rotorhead.
It's not just playing.
- Then it'll end in blood.
- Don't say that.
When I first found Bashir,
he was guarding the bodies
of his mother and his sisters.
He dragged their bodies out
and laid them side by side
after they'd been raped and burned.
He was only ten years old.
The next day,
he was given a rifle to start killing.
So tell me,
what kind of a man do you
think that child becomes?
You shut the fuck up.
And we find this plane.
Nothing.
This is crazy. We're just
driving around in circles.
Hamdullah.
The storm is dying down.
That could be it. Drive west.
Okay.
Game over.
Again.
- Hey.
- Game over.
I need the bathroom.
Get up. Come on.
Go.
I'm going.
Pierre said the ELT is in the tail.
Check and see if the guy's
stuff is in the cockpit.
The hatch is blocked. No way in.
Found the fucker.
Fuck. Jamal. Jamal!
The pilot.
Drake shot her.
Hey! Get up.
Come on, get up.
I'm just tying my shoe.
Get up.
Bashir, do you copy? Do you copy?
Bashir, do you copy?
We should be in range.
Bashir, do you copy?
Geri?
- Bashir, do you copy?
- No, it's Pierre.
Did you find the plane?
Pierre, he shot the pilot in the head.
Bashir?
Bashir?
Bashir, answer me!
Oh, shit.
Drake is gone. Bashir too.
Out, out!
Everyone out!
What is it?
Jamal and Geri found the plane.
Drake killed his pilot.
He's missing from the
infirmary and Bashir too.
For fuck's sake.
I'll check the subjects.
Where's Lauren? Lauren?
Lauren?
She must be doing her yoga.
- Yeah, I'll go check.
- Take your walkie.
- I'm gonna go with you.
- You.
Come with me. We search outside.
Or we lock ourselves in our
rooms until Jamal comes back.
Were you looking for me?
Just a routine check.
Is everything okay?
I don't know, doctor.
My breasts are feeling sensitive.
I think it's the algae, you know?
Would you like to examine them?
They look fine to me.
I'll get you some paracetamol. Okay?
Lauren!
Lauren!
- Rachel.
- Don't touch me!
No. No!
Maggie to everyone.
We found her. She's dead.
Drake decapitated her.
He what?
Rotorhead? Talk to me!
Chopper's here. Checking the truck.
Okay, wait for us. He's
dangerous. Wait for us!
Pierre?
Hey.
Don't worry, I'm fine.
Truck's here, he's got to be around.
Jamal?
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
No! No!
- No!
- Where else is left to search?
The black site.
Let's get this son of a dog.
Jamal?
Your gun.
Now.
It's okay. Chill, man.
- Now.
- Chill. Here you go.
Let him go.
He's flying me out. Drop your weapon.
I'm not flying anybody.
Then you die.
Drop it! Now!
Okay.
Move. Move!
Okay, okay, take it easy.
Hey! The door.
Close it.
- Lock it.
- Alright.
- Follow me.
- Okay.
Follow me up the stairs. Let's go.
Slowly.
Did they teach you
that in medical school?
Okay, look, maybe the pilot was alive.
I don't know.
She looked dead. What
would you have done?
I needed to save myself.
You forced her off course to land here
and then shot her with a flare gun.
I did no such thing.
I might be selfish,
but I'm not a killer.
I didn't kill anybody.
Please, I need water.
Here's some.
You want ice with that?
Jamal, no!
Who sent you? Why Lauren's head?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Okay, let's just take it step by step.
We left you in the infirmary.
I needed the bathroom.
Your guard took me there.
When I came out of the stall,
there was blood on
the floor. He was gone.
His rifle was there.
How fucking convenient.
- Why did you take that rifle?
- I panicked.
You people handcuffed me.
There were no keys in the truck
and then I hid in that fucking hole.
One of you has to believe me. Please.
I'm a father.
You understand, right?
No, somebody told you
to cut Lauren's head off.
Just tell me his name.
I don't care what you
guys are doing here.
I don't know what you're doing.
I'm not going to tell anybody.
Please, you want money?
I got all the money in
the world. You can have it.
You can have all the
money you need, please.
Okay, you've got to be
thinking what I'm thinking.
It's Maggie or Olivia Jackson
or whatever the fuck her name is.
She left the rifle so
that Drake could find it.
Wasn't that her playbook?
Making it look like it's somebody else?
Rachel, the others deserve to know.
Know what?
- About Polaris.
- No.
Liam.
Look, let's just think
this through, okay?
Somebody killed the pilot.
It can't have been her. No
one knew about the crash.
So Drake is lying and
if he's lying then
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What happened?
Look!
Everyone stay.
Oh, hey.
We heard a gunshot.
It was a snake.
It's dead now.
There may be others.
Keep to your quarters.
Okay.
Who shot him?
What is this, a pact of fucking silence?
It doesn't matter who.
We're in Bir Tawil.
There's no law here.
Only justice.
No!