KIEREN: The worst side effects, for me, are the flashbacks.
It's so vivid, what I did to her.
And the guilt, it's crippling.
VICAR: Now the Government is putting these dangerous fiends
back into our community?
If there's any round here, we'll deal with 'em.
(GUNSHOT)
I know you!
What is every living person afraid of?
- Us. - Death. The big sleep.
BILL: Great news. Rick is coming home.
SUE: Rick's back like Kieren's back.
- Like Kieren... -JEM: Dead man walking.
Jemima!
KIEREN". When you died, everything turned to shit.
Life didn't mean anything any more.
(HE SCREAMS)
I'm infected! Tell Vicky I've always loved her!
- My Vicky? - BILL: That? enough!
BILL: Think we should hand 'em over to the civvies?
- No. - BILL: You do the honours.
You're a better shot than me.
What are you doing?
- Do it! - KIEREN: You don't have to do everything
he tells you, you know. Not any more.
(BIRD CALLS)
- Time to call Shirl. - He'll be out with Rick.
Or in a ditch somewhere.
No, love, we have to call Shirley about this.
You call her, she'll call the Treatment Centre and they'll take him away.
- Do you want that? - We can't lose him again, Sue.
We won't.
(CROWS CAW)
(ZOMBIE GROWLING)
Do you want me to get the netting in?
Get off.
- I'm sorry. - You're sorry?
You embarrassed me, Rick, siding with that rotter.
- Dad, I... - Insubordination.
It'll spread, like piss downhill!
Oh, he's loving this.
You saw him swanning round the Legion with his rotting girlfriend!
Dad...
The Walker lad was smiling ear to rotten ear!
He's got to go, and you've got to do it.
(BIRDSONG OUTSIDE)
(HE GROANS)
Got some aspirin if you want.
(LAMB BLEATS OUTSIDE)
I, uh...
...best get back.
Morning council meeting.
This...
...what happened last night.
If word got out, I'd...
I'd lose my job.
Oh, Jesus, there'd be hell to pay.
You think I want it known I shagged someone like you?
What's that supposed to mean?
Good. Keep your mouth shut.
If people round here found out I slept with a rotter, I'd be strung up.
(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)
(LAM BS BLEATING)
BOTH: What are you doing here?
Amy's nan. I knew her at the hospice.
Came to give her some leftover belongings.
Oh.
Rig ht.
You?
I'm doing outreach.
Oh, right.
PHILIP: Partially Deceased face-to-face relations.
We're having pork tonight, Philip. You like pork, don't you, love?
Yep.
(KNOCKS)
- (WIND WHISTLES) - What are we doing at t'cage?
- We need to get some of that paint. - Oh, right.
Bloody leg's killing me.
Worth it, though.
200 squid for a night's work.
- Oh! - Go on, mate.
Do you see any rotters caged up? Get your arse in there, you soft get.
You know, first thing I'm going to do with this money,
I'm going to buy myself vitamin C in bulk.
I feel rough as dogs, man. I must be getting that cold that's going...
(GATE SHUTS)
- What are you doing? - You're being quarantined.
- What? - You got bit. You could turn any time.
That's an urban myth, Gaz! Walker lad said so himself!
Likely story. You dead 'uns stick together, eh?
This is about Vicky, innit? About what I said last night?
Bastard!
- (BIRDSONG) - (WIND WHISTLING)
(CALMING MUZAK PLAYS)
(ZOMBIES HISS AND SNARL)
Aah!
- (GUNSHOT) - (SNARLING)
(GUN CLICKS)
(ZOMBIES SNARLING)
(GUNSHOT)
Lisa!
(PANTING)
(GROWLS)
(ZOMBIE SNARLING)
(GUNSHOT)
Lisa!
(GASPING)
(ZOMBIE SNARLING)
(GASPS)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(SNORING)
- (SHE GASPS) - (WIND WHISTLING OUTSIDE)
(SHE MOANS)
um GASPS)
gem MOANS
You were there.
I have flashbacks.
From that time.
My medication...rebuilds connections in my memory.
You were there when Lisa was killed.
When you killed her.
You killed her. She wasn't killed. You killed her.
- When I killed Lisa. - (JEM GASPING)
So, you come to talk your way out of it? Make excuses?
- No. - You remember me?
From then?
Did you see what I did?
And how does it feel?
It feels awful.
I'm not one of those people who thinks that what we did was all right
because it was necessary for our survival
or that we were somehow an advanced species
so killing the living doesn't count.
It does count.
I did kill her.
And all I can say is that...
I would have done anything
to have stopped it.
So you think I'm a coward?
- No. - You saw me.
I could have stopped it.
Maybe.
Talk about guilt.
Try looking the parents of your mate in the eye
and having them think that you're a hero, when really you're a fake and a liar!
(SNIFFS) I told Lisa's parents I'd run...
I told everyone that I'd run out of bullets and...
...and I hadn't run out of bullets.
I just couldn't pull the trigger on my own brother.
Rabid rotter or not.
I couldn't do it.
I'm glad you didn't, Jem.
(SNIFFS) Are you?
I am. I really am.
I'm going to Lisa's parents.
I'm going to, er... I'm going to try and bring them some peace.
Kier.
Wait for me.
BILL: It has to look like he turned on you.
I mean, there's some in Roarton now that think these things are people!
Can you believe that?
(HE SIGHS)
When you've finished him, say something like,
"When I met up with the Walker lad, he started foaming at the mouth.“
Summat like that.
He's not a person, Rick. He's an animal. Worse than an animal.
They might walk and talk, but rotters are evil.
- This has to be done. - Yeah, I know.
"Yeah, I know." Do you want to be in the good books or the bad books?
- The good books. - Right.
- RICK: When do you want me to go? - BILL: Today.
Where's my fags? Janet!
Here, I'll get you some. I don't mind. I'll be straight back.
- Here Tare. Hurry up. - Ta.
Yeah, the Walker lad, eh?
Mum, have you got some change?
BILL: Pure poison.
You let that go. Respect, lack of respect.
It's like teeth rotting. One goes, they all start going.
No, he's got to go.
It's important. It's like teeth. He's got to go.
Won't be a sec.
- SUE: Where are you two going? - JEM: Out.
Absolutely not! You had us worried sick. No-one's going anywhere.
JEM: We have to go out.
SUE: It's still very dangerous out there.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(PHONE RINGING)
Come on!
- (PHONE RINGING) - Relax, Mother, I'm packing.
- (SUE SIGHS) - Someone going to get that?
Steve!
- (PHONE RINGING) - The handset's not on the charger.
Right. Where's that phone?
- How would I know? - SUE: Well, you had it last night.
- I think Dad had it last! - STEVE: I always put it back, Sue.
SUE: Oh, well, you say that, Steve,
but the number of times I come down and find it stuffed down the side of the sofa.
STEVE: That's got nothing to do with me.
Once. Once I left it down the sofa, we had words,
and ever since then I've made a point of always...
- (RINGING STOPS) - Ah, great.
Now we're never going to find it.
Hi, Ren. It's me. You're in danger.
Did you get to speak to Rick?
Er...I did, but...
So, please, please, if you see me or my dad coming, just...
just run.
Please, Ren, stay away.
Ren.
About last night.
- I'm really... - (DIAL TONE)
(com cums)
- Oh, f... - (com RATTLES)
(DIAL TONE)
(LINE GOES DEAD)
I'm bringing Rick to the service today, Vicar.
VICAR: What do we owe the pleasure?
I need you to do one of your barnstormers.
The lad's got a big mission to do today.
- He's going to need inspiring. - VICAR: I see.
What do you have in mind?
BILL: just summat about always doing your duty, no matter what.
Just...just one minute, Vicar. What?
Philip's outside. He's painting something on the garage door.
- (WIND WHISTLING) - (WINDCHIMES CHINKING)
(GUN COCKS)
Oh!!
(WINDCHIMES CLINKING)
- What are you doing? - Proposal was voted in this morning.
All houses with PDS sufferers living inside must be identified.
(GUNSHOT)
- DEAN: Sarge? - (WINDCHIMES CHINKING)
Know how you feel.
- What's going on? - Get inside and change into your suit.
We're going to church.
- (WIND WHISTLING) - (WINDCHIMES CHINKING)
Oh, hiya, sweetheart. You off to service? Need a lift?
Er...no, thanks, Patty.
Erm...I think you and Duncan should skip church today.
That one. And then that's the new one.
There you go, Kieren.
Duncan gets 'em done at the print place in town.
I design 'em on my computer.
Looks very professional.
Hopefully, we won't have to put 'em up for much longer.
Yeah.
Well...
I don't know how...how to...
(SIGHS) Lisa isn't missing.
And I know this for sure because I was there.
In the supermarket.
I was the one.
I attacked her. I attacked your daughter.
Good.
- Well, that's something, isn't it? - Yeah.
I think what Kieren's trying to say is that...
I know. He bit her in his untreated state. We get that, love.
So you were the one who moved her body?
I...
So who was the one who moved her body?
I don't know.
But...but you're sure you bit her?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure I did that.
DUNCAN: It's just that we were hoping for a bit more from you.
Like maybe you'd spotted her.
- I...uh... - PATTY: In the woods.
When you were in the woods last night.
We heard what you did for those other two and we'd just like to thank you.
- Thank me? - DUNCAN: Standing up like you did.
If the patrols find Lisa now, she won't be harmed.
We think that she woke up after you'd...finished with her,
and now she's just...
roaming about.
I leave the patio door open all the time.
Just in case.
Er...
Lisa's not coming back.
Well, course she is. She were bitten.
She will. She'll be coming back like you and Rick Macy.
We all came back because we died the year before The Rising.
After The Rising...
Well, people have died, haven't they? But...
When you're bitten, you come back.
I'm sorry. It...it doesn't work like that.
That's how it is on the films and everything, isn't it?
Yeah, we've seen it. You get bitten, you come straight back.
- In all the films. - Yeah. I know. But this isn't a film.
Vicar Oddie said that this is a "very serious concern".
Vicar Oddie is saying that because...
Because it could be true.
Couldn't it, Kier?
Couldn't it?
They haven't found her body.
Anything is possible.
You've got to have faith...
- (LAMBS BLEAT OUTSIDE) - ...haven't you?
(BIRDSONG)
Lad!
Here y'are, mate! Do us a favour.
Yeah? Pop to the shops and get us a sarnie.
Thought you lot didn't eat.
- I'm not a bloody rotter. I'm a diabetic. - You got bit.
That's all bollocks about getting turned from a bite.
My dad says different.
Your dad? Your dad don't know his arse from his elbow, mate.
Infected bastard!
Oh!!
Excuse me. Hiya, love.
You look well. Have you lost some weight?
Listen, sweetness. You couldn't do me a favour, could you?
I've been quarantined against my will.
You mangy cow! Call yourself a Christian?
Once the dead have been judged,
only then can the good Lord pave the way to salvation!
And salvation is all that we crave.
ALL: Amen.
VICAR: Do not be fooled.
Those things are not what they appear to be.
They are not your neighbours, not your friends!
They are imposters!
Changelings of the highest order!
- MAN: Aye. - (CROWD MURMURING)
VICAR: The undead are the pale horsemen personified,
intent on destruction and evil...
- MAN: Yeah. - ...and they must be judged!
The good Lord demands it!
- Yeah. Yeah. - Yes.
VICAR: Revelations 11:18.
The time has come for judging the dead,
and for rewarding your servants and those who reverence your name!
- Amen! - CROWD: Amen.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
I have to go to this coffee morning
- Shirl set up. - Yeah, yeah, all right.
- Appreciate that, Vicar. - Bill, this is far from over.
For the trumpet shall sound,
and the dead shall be raised
incorruptible.
There will be...
a second Rising coming, Bill.
When the first risen have been judged,
a second resurrection will be upon us.
But this time the Lord will bring back...
...the proper, the righteous,
the true souls
that we miss so dearly.
It's the same old Rick. I promise you that.
Come on, son. We've the Lord's work to do.
(CROW CAWS)
ON LAPTOP: We hold the keys of salvation in our hands.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
(WIND WHISTLING)
What do you want?
I'm here to mark your place.
(WIND WHISTLING)
Fine.
ON LAPTOP: Fear not;
I am the first and the last:
I am he that liveth, and was dead;
and, behold, I am alive for evermore; and hold the keys of life and death.
join me here.
For when we are united we are strong...
What are you watching?
- (SHEEP BLEAT OUTSIDE) - Nothing.
- Done your door. - Good for you, da Vinci.
(SNIGGERS) You're not like other girls, are you?
If you've finished defacing my property, I'd like you to leave.
It just won't do.
- What won't? - You. Going around like you are.
I was about to get dressed before you turned up.
No, I mean, like that.
Walking around bare.
It's a slap in t'face to this community, to war heroes like me.
This is my house, arsehole. I can do what I bloody well...
(GASPING)
Shit!
(SHE MOANS)
In this village,
you cover up your rotten face.
Got W?
That's better.
(DOOR OPENS)
- (SHE SNIFFS) - (DOOR SHUTS)
(BIRDSONG OUTSIDE)
(BIRDSONG)
- Want some? - No, I can't have fluids.
Oh, yeah.
- Thank you. - What for?
For not taking away their hope. You could have done, but you didn't.
Yeah, well, I've taken away enough from that family.
You were brave in there.
- I didn't feel brave. - You were.
Even just going in. It took a lot of guts.
You've always had a lot of guts, a lot more than I've ever had, anyway.
- No. Now, that's not true. - It is.
People think I'm this rough, tough, gun-toting badass.
- But I'm not. I never was. - (CHUCKLES)
I don't think of you as a badass.
Dick.
No, I...I mean that you'll always be my little sister.
Well, I'm your big sister now.
I mean, technically, you're still 18. I'm 19 in three weeks.
(SHE CHUCKLES)
Um...I'm going to go.
Better get off. Mum and Dad'll worry.
- I'll come with you. - No.
Stay, talk to her. She's your mate.
- Sure? - Yeah.
Just don't be back too late, little bro.
Don't want you missing your bedtime story.
(CHUCKLES) Dick.
He'!-
I know you.
- I thought you were going au natural. - Yeah, that didn't work out.
Oh.
You're not going on a day trip without me, are you?
Isn't a day trip this time, partner.
You're leaving... You're leaving Roarton?
Why?
Lots of reasons.
This place. It's never going to accept people like us. Never ever.
It will. We'll...we'll make them change.
No, it won't.
I...
We need to go somewhere where we can be ourselves.
- Where's that? - The Undead Prophet.
- He's got a commune. -Amy
He...he says he's got answers.
Aren't you curious why we're here? Why we came back in the first place?
- Yeah, of course I am, but... - He's got a community.
Lots of people like us up there.
No, he's bad news, dangerous.
Come with me, then. Be my big, strong bodyguard.
- That's me, is it? - Yeah.
(SHE LAUGHS)
That is the best impression of yourself
you will ever see in your entire second life, Kieren Walker.
OK, then.
So that's a definite yes? You'll come with me?
I can't come with you.
Not just yet.
Rick.
He seemed like a dickhead, if you ask me.
Oh, it's just an act he puts on with his dad.
You think he'll change, too?
Yeah.
You're such a soppy optimist.
Optimist? Amy, I killed myself.
OK, so you're an optimist with depressive tendencies.
(SIGHS AND LAUGHS)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)
I'll be depressed if you leave.
You've a family.
I don't have that.
Much as I love staring at your pretty face all day,
I need something like it.
The...the medication. We need to have our shots every day.
- Yeah, well... - What are you going to do about that?
...the guy with the website, he's got a ton of the stuff stockpiled.
(TRAIN CLATTERS)
Don't be so glum, handsome.
I'll be back! Oh, we've got a wedding to go to, anyway.
Wedding?
Ours, dumdum.
Be careful, yeah? I mean it.
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
OK, ladies, if you'd like to take a seat.
Right, now, this is a safe place.
What's said in here does not leave this room.
Now, how is everyone feeling? Any burning questions regarding...
- Er... - Yes, love?
Well, my son Henry's been getting fan mail from perverts
who find his condition, PDS...
...arousing.
Some of the letters he gets!
Pure filth. This is one.
"Dear undead love god...
"I want to feel your cold, dead hands all over my warm, silky bodice.
"I want you to bite me deep, you horny corpse.
"Barbara.
"Stoke-on-Trent. "
Oh, well, yes.
Er...well, I can see that this Barbara is very misinformed.
It's not the point, Shirl.
(CUP CLINKS)
How's everybody else feeling? Sue?
(SIGHS)
How do I feel?
(CHUCKLES)
How am I feeling?
Er...well...
(SNIFFS) Er...one minute I'm just so happy he's back,
and, er...the next I'm filled with anger,
and a minute later, I'm in the bathroom bawling my eyes out.
So quite honestly, I can't keep up.
SHIRLEY: Yeah, a very common reaction, isn't it, ladies?
OTHERS: Yeah.
You mentioned being angry with him?
Well, when Kieren, erm...
left,
my family, erm...
...my family went into free fall.
Jemima became this white-hot ball of rage
that I couldn't reason with and, er...
Steve, um...
(SNORTS)
Well, you know there's that joke that the best husband is a mute husband.
But the reality of, erm...
...of watching someone that...that you've known and loved for so long
just, erm...
(SHE SOBS)
...just shutting down in front of you, is awful.
And at its worst point with both of them, I blamed Kieren.
I was just so bloody mad with him.
And that's a horrible way to feel about someone...
...especially your only son.
I felt exactly the same way, Sue.
But more, erm...
er...more fear than anger.
Um...I'm ashamed to admit it,
but when Rick came back, um...I was scared of him.
Scared of my own flesh and blood.
You've got to get it deep enough so it pierces the brain, yeah?
Got you.
Right, I'll be the rotter.
(SNIFFS) All right, mate? How's it going?
Brilliant. You've got it.
Well done.
Well, get your coat on, then!
Yeah, just a sec.
(SIGHS)
BILL: Rick! What are you playing at?
Where are you?
JANET: The way Vicar Oddie put it,
they were all supposed to be possessed by the Devil himself.
- (SNORTING) - Demons in disguise.
I haven't found that at all.
My handsome man's back.
He's different, he's a bit different-looking, but...
he's still the same.
Deep down.
You know, I know that.
My Ricky's a...
he's a good boy.
Dad.
I don't want to hurt Ren.
He's me best mate.
If Ren's evil, Dad,
then so am I.
I get you.
(SOBS) Do you?
I do.
You're trapped, aren't you?
(SNIFFS)
You know something's not right
and you want out.
- Come here. Come here. - (SOBBING)
Shh, shh.
- (SNIFFS) - It's all right. Shh.
(so BS)
Yeah. It's going to be all right.
(RICK sons)
BILL: It's going to be all right.
(so BS)
- (WIND WHISTLING) - Excuse me, mate!
- I need help. - What?
(MUTTERS) Oh, it's bloody Ken.
Hello, Mr Burton. I hate to ask you this.
What do you want?
I need help.
I'm a diabetic. I need sugar. A sarnie or summat.
What sort?
Coronation chicken, if they've got it.
DEAN: Thank you.
Ken!
I'm sorry for what I've done.
(WIND WHISTLING)
Oh, bollocks.
(WINDCHIMES CLINKING)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(PHONE BEEPS)
RICK: Hi, Ren. It's me. You're in danger.
My dad wants you gone and he wants me to do it.
So, please, please, if you see me or my dad coming, just...
just run.
(BEEP)
Kieren!
- (WIND WHISTLING) - (BIRDSONG)
(WINDCHIMES CLINKING)
JANET: Hiya, love.
- (FOOTBALL ON TV) - Sorry I'm late.
Shirl kept nattering on about the...the village féte.
Look at that.
By heavens, that woman can't half talk.
(FOOTBALL ON TV)
Where's Rick?
Bill?
Where's Rick?
Rick?
I haven't seen Rick for five years.
(FOOTBALL ON TV)
What do you...what do you mean?
At Manchester Airport, when we waved him off.
That's the last time I saw our son.
(FOOTBALL ON TV)
(BIRDSONG)
(WIND WHISTLING)
(KIEREN SOBS)
(sesame)
(HE WHISPERS)
(so BS)
- (SOBS) - Kieren? What... Kier?
- (WIND WHISTLING) -JEM: Mum! Dad!
- (FOOTBALL ON TV) - (KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(LOUD KNOCKING ON DOOR)
What idiot's making all that racket?
- (FOOTBALL ON TV) - (HAMMERING AT DOOR)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Kieren, I don't want you to...
(FOOTBALL ON TV)
KIEREN: Stand up.
(FOOTBALL ON TV)
Stand up!
You're barred from this house.
And that's why.
Bloody animal. You heard me, You're not allowed in this house.
You banned me eight years ago,
and it wasn't for wrecking your furniture.
- It's cos I gave your son a mix CD. - BILL: Aye.
And when he comes back you'll still be banned from here, so trot on.
What do you mean, when he comes back?
Next time.
- Next time? What next time? - Janet, get us another, would you?
- What next time, Bill?
- (TV OFF) - Have you not fucked off yet?
What...next time?
The next resurrection. The dead are going to rise again.
But this time, only the good dead are going to come up.
The right dead.
Not...impostors, like...
you and that thing.
(WHISPERS) Thing?
BILL: Oh, he looked like him. He talked like him.
But there were telltale signs.
I see now.
The medal! Now, that was a stroke of genius.
Sticking up for the likes of you?
Well, that's when the scales fell.
- Oh, Christ, Rick. - BILL: It weren't the proper Rick.
Next time, my real son's going to come back and everything'll be put to rights.
- KIEREN: Your real son did come back. - BILL: No, he didn't.
He came back and he showed you his real self and you killed him for it.
I got rid of an imposter.
Because he stuck up for me?
Yeah! And he looked like you and all!
- (LAUGHS) - Those beady little eyes.
- Because he was like me! - Wrong!
He came back! And it was a one-shot deal.
It was a...it was a gift. A gift!
And you ruined it!
You murdered your only son!
No! No!
No, no!
- No, no! - Shh.
- No! No! - You rotten bastard!
- No, no! - You've upset my wife!
- She should be! You killed her boy. - No, no, no! Oh!
I told you, Vicar Oddie said, there's going to be a second Rising
and then the real Rick can come back again...after I judge the rest of 'em.
Oh! You killed Rick!
- You killed Rick! You! -Janet, no!
You killed Rick! You killed Rick!
No! No! No!
No, no, no!
(SHE SCREAMS)
- Oh, my God. -JANET: You killed our boy!
- Oh, Jesus, Rick. - You killed our boy! You killed our boy!
You killed our boy!
Christ, Rick!
- (WINDCHIMES CLINKING) - Oh, Christ. Oh, Jesus, Rick.
Janet, what have I done?
- (SNIFFS) - KEN: Bill?
(WIND WHISTLES)
DEAN: I didn't see nothing.
(WINDCHIMES CLINKING)
Oh, my God.
(WINDCHIMES CLINKING)
Oh, my God.
(SHE SOBS)
Will someone...will someone help me?
Somebody please help me. Oh, my God.
MRS BENNETT: I've just had that door varnished.
PHILIP: Well, I'm just following orders, Mrs Bennett.
(CROWS CAW)
Kieren.
(VOICES ECHO IN HIS HEAD)
They will find him, Dad. He...he wouldn't...
He wouldn't leave us again.
(SIGHS)
(WATER DRIPPING)
(SQUEAKING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(WATER DRIPPING)
Kieren.
Lisa?
SUE: Kier, is that you?
Christ, Mum! Nearly gave me a heart attack!
SUE: Never mind giving you a heart attack!
- What the hell are you doing here? - I wasn't going to...I didn't...
I didn't...I didn't know what to do so I just...I just started running
and I just...I needed to be somewhere.
I needed to be here, where... where me and Rick used to...
(WATER DRIPPING)
I'm so sorry about what happened to him, love.
- I think I got him killed. - No, you didn't.
- He stuck up for me, and Bill... - Yeah, Bill. That's right, Bill.
Bill killed him. Not you. Bill.
Christ, Mum, it's becoming just like it was before,
and I don't know how to change it.
Well, I'll tell you how you change it. This time, you live.
You don't leave. You stay.
You want me to stay?
When I'm like this?
SUE: Yes!
My God, Kieren, I'd love you with all my heart if you came back as a...
oh, a goldfish!
(HE sons;
(SNIFFS)
- (WIND WHISTLES) - (WATER DRIPS)
I know how it feels.
To lose someone.
I was going out with this, er... very handsome RAF pilot.
(CHUCKLES)
I know. It's true.
I never told you.
I was so amazed by this man.
In awe of him, really.
And I had it in my head we were going to get married, have kids,
the whole shebang.
The only trouble was that he had other plans, namely dumping me
and going out with my best friend Emily, who he deemed more socially acceptable.
I was devastated.
Inconsolable. I thought that was it. The end.
I was never going to meet anybody that got me so completely again and...
(SIGHS)
So I...quit college...
...and I came home.
And one night, I decided... I was going to end it all.
And so, er...
I sneaked out the house and I went to the late-night chemist.
But the fella on the counter point-blank refused to serve me
and I just burst into tears right there in the shop.
(TUTS) But he was so kind, this fella.
And even though he wouldn't serve me, he took me in the back,
and he made me a cup of tea, and...
...he listened.
And I talked.
All the way through his shift, I talked...
...and he listened.
And he made me laugh, too.
That's something that you don't know about your dad.
He can be very funny when he wants to be.
Sometimes I...I wish he'd talk more.
Not about Nu-rays and the weather.
But about the real stuff.
He'd love to talk to you, Kieren...
...talk to you about the real stuff.
Where is he?
(LAUGHS) Having a nervous breakdown at home.
He was going to come with me, but, erm...
...he can't come here.
(SUE SIGHS)
(DOOR CLICKS)
(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)
(DOOR SHUTS)
- The prodigal son returns. - I'm sorry, Dad.
Not your fault. You were under a lot of stress.
No, I...I don't want you to let me off that easy.
STEVE: Oh?
KIEREN: I just left you.
No phone call. No nothing.
Well, yeah. Yeah, you did do that.
Well, I wasn't thinking.
I...I didn't think.
About Mum's feelings.
Jem's.
About your feelings.
STEVE: Suppose you didn't.
So, I want you...to tell me off.
Give me a piece of your mind. Give me hell.
OK.
You're...you're grounded.
More.
STEVE: What did you think you were playing at?
- You had your mother worried sick. - And?
And you had your sister worried sick and all!
- And? - And I were going to call the police.
You would have been right to.
Because I was concerned, son.
Yeah, I understand that. I understand that now.
- STEVE: Very concerned. - KIEREN: Why?
- Cos...you know why. - Tell me.
- You know! - Come on, Dad!
- Come on! Harder! Come on! Tell me! - Cos I was worried sick!
You just go out, don't tell anyone where you're going, no contact for days!
Jem thinks she knows where you might be and she tells me,
so...so I put on my jacket, I grab a torch and I go up in the woods
and I...I get there,
I get to the cave...
...and there you are.
You're sitting down. You're leaning on a rock.
And I think, "Thank God, he's OK.
"He's OK."
Then I get close.
I see that Swiss army knife I'd got you for your birthday.
It's... You're covered in blood.
So much blood.
I take you in my arms, I run with you in my arms, I run and I run and I run,
but it's... I can't, because you're...
It's too late.
You're gone.
(sesame)
# And I'm so damn scared
# Of dying without you
# But I've come prepared
# Resolved from my life to wear a funeral suit... #
(WIND WHISTLING)
# And don't lie
# Don't lie
# I know we're fixing to die
# And don't tell me how
# I'll smile and pretend and won't show to the crowd
# And I'll go without
# Punish myself for not knowing about
# This lie
# This lie that we're fixing to die
# Don't lie
# I know we're fixing to die
# And I'll be like this till the warm sleeper cries
# And I won't give in We'll be dead in the eyes
# And I'll see the dark things that you all try to hide... #
(CROWS CAWING)