[WAVES CRASHING, BIRDS CHIRPING]
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
Oh.
[GRUNTING]
[CALMING MUSIC]
Ooh!
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Please, can we bring him in?
WOMAN: Oh, my goodness.
We should call the doctor.
It's happened before.
He'll be fine.
He just needs some rest.
WOMAN: If you're sure.
ELLIS: Just give him about a half an hour.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSED]
[ZIPS]
Sorry, uh, I needed that.
I thought you might.
Make sure you drink some water.
Do you own all of this?
Yes.
It's beautiful.
Quiet.
I know.
I wouldn't know what to do with all this space.
You're from London.
Yeah.
How do you know?
Well, people from London always say that.
Well, space is a premium in London.
Mm.
That's why we came here.
I can see the attraction.
When did you get it?
2011.
We've got a bottle of wine in a box by the bar.
Our first bottle that year.
Was-- was it a good year?
No, not really.
Just sentimental.
I'm sorry.
I don't know your name.
Ellis.
Sorry, I should have said.
Oh, it's been a busy 20 minutes.
I'm Joni.
What's your line of work, Ellis?
Uh, I run a marketing company, mainly local stuff.
Garages, restaurants, that sort of thing.
Would you like a tour?
Sure.
Mm, we can't be long.
We've got this thing on tonight.
Well, if you're busy, I can just sit with Drayton.
Sorry, that's his name.
I-- I should have said that, too, shouldn't I?
He's my business partner.
Look, if you've got too much on, I
can just sit and watch the telly.
Don't be silly.
Come and see our vineyard.
You never know when it might just disappear.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
JONI: It's hard enough being an English vineyard.
But an English vineyard that wants to stand out?
It's been a challenge.
But we've done it.
And we make this wine from seed to bottle.
Healthy wine.
You fill the pot.
Grape seed stocks, a lot.
Let it all ferment, and then let the wine
mature for a couple of seasons.
Everything here is chosen to be natural, better.
But there is a cold snap early in the season.
The frost damaged a lot of young grapes,
but half died on the vine.
Try this.
It's special.
That is amazing.
I know.
I'll take a case.
It's the least I could do.
JONI: Well, we can't right now.
It's all set aside for tonight.
What is tonight?
JONI: It's a wine tasting.
Are they always fun?
Well, this one is important.
We've got a lot riding on it.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
[SCREAMS]
Come on.
Hey.
Well, look who just woke up.
Mate.
Yeah.
Look who just jumped out of one of our rooms at me.
Mate, how you feel?
Not jump.
I just-- I got confused.
You had one of your-- turns.
What's going on, Joni?
Oh, Cora, um, this is Ellis and his friend Drayton.
Drayton had a seizure in the car as they were passing,
so they came in here.
ELLIS: Sorry to impose.
I didn't know where else to go.
London.
We were meant to go to London.
Why are we here?
I'm sorry, mate.
I had to make a split-second choice when you--
So we're still in Rye?
Uh, Peacemarsh, actually.
We should be in London.
Don't worry about it.
It's just a short stop.
Why are we here?
You had one of your--
I know.
I mean, why are we here?
Here?
And I'm just lucky.
If these ladies hadn't taken you--
Maybe he should have seen a doctor?
I'm fine.
I'm hungry, thirsty.
OK, that's a good sign, right?
I don't know.
I just need to eat something.
How long?
How long have I been out?
I don't know.
It was about 40 minutes.
Not long.
All right.
OK.
ELLIS: So we can still get back to London
before dark if we leave now.
Yeah.
Where are we?
Peacemarsh!
Come on, mate.
We need to get back on the road.
We can stop at a service station.
I could knock you up a pasta or something.
Yes!
No.
We can stop at a pub.
There was one about halfway.
Do you remember that?
It looked nice.
Did food.
I fancy a pasta now.
We need to go.
I wanna stay!
I'll put on a pot.
It's no bother.
Just give us a hand with the tables, and we're square.
If you're sure.
I can lift that.
No, not now.
You rest.
I've had a rest.
Well, in that case, I'll put the pasta on, then.
ELLIS: Come on, mate.
Let's go for a walk.
JONI: It'll be about 15 minutes.
What are you doing?
Having a look.
We need to leave.
Fancy place.
Where's the car?
In the barn.
We can't leave anyway.
Yes, we can.
We had a plan.
We've had a small detour, but it's still solid.
No, it's not though.
You said we had to be on the road
and away straight after the shop.
That's what you said.
That didn't happen, so other things will have happened.
[SUCKS TEETH] We just need to chill here and let it pass.
ELLIS: You're being uncharacteristically calm.
I always am after a turn.
ELLIS: Good.
Well, how long are we staying in this glamorous little rest spot?
Because they've got a thing tonight.
Thing?
Yeah.
Wine tasting.
I've never been to a wine tasting.
That's because you don't like wine.
No.
So they've got people coming over?
Yeah.
A dozen.
So we need to be gone before they get here.
Why did you have to offer him lunch today?
He was hungry.
[SIGHS] Then he can go to the cafe on his way home,
like his friend said.
Ellis.
The weirdo who jumped out at me called for Joe.
He told me Ellis.
All good?
Just waiting for the inevitable cancellations.
Positive thinking.
We can't all be born with a sense of whimsy
and a brain like a fairy princess.
More is the pity.
What were we doing?
JONI: Things that have not yet happened do not exist,
and therefore, I will not entertain questions about them.
DRAYTON: Oh.
[GRUNTS] You're not having any?
CORA: No, we're a bit busy.
We're saving ourselves.
These tastings are an endurance test.
I always end up with the worst indigestion.
Well, just because you're tasting wine?
JONI: It's the food.
Eight courses is a lot.
Eight courses?
Eight!
We used to have one course and a spoonful of rice pudding
if we were lucky, didn't we?
He likes a fancy restaurant, he does.
I'm a bit of a greasy spoon kind of guy.
I like a greasy spoon.
Silver spoon, more like.
[SNORTS] He's a bit up himself.
We love him, though.
There's nothing wrong with a little bit of ambition.
Well, you've got the brains, didn't you?
I didn't.
You can draw.
That's true.
I love drawing.
Oh, you think so, in your line of business?
Where is that?
She means for the ads.
Oh, right.
Yeah.
ELLIS: There's not much straight drawing in it nowadays.
It's more-- concepts.
Aah!
Do we know about concepts.
Tell them, Cora, about that chap in the village, the painter.
Well, I'd never seen anything like it.
Filth.
Well, I'm not a prude or anything,
but we didn't want our customers thinking that we used grapes
in that way.
CORA: It was a tad explicit.
I'm blushing just thinking about it.
CORA: Joni-- need a hand.
Was it tits?
Amongst other things.
What with?
CORA: Tonight.
JONI: OK.
Yes.
We'll be out of your hair as soon as we can.
She didn't mean you.
No, I didn't, but we are busy.
JONI: Yes, we are.
OK, enjoy your food.
(SOFTLY) That was so rude.
He's not well.
I know.
I hope he gets better.
(SOFTLY) Just not here.
Not now.
Anyway, which one of these do you prefer?
I don't think the uh--
Cora.
Her name's Cora.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, that's what I was gonna say.
No, it isn't, but go on.
(SOFTLY) I don't think she likes me.
But you're so lovable.
I think I scared her.
Don't worry about it.
Eat up.
Where are we gonna go?
I don't know.
But don't think it's a good idea to stay here.
Why would he tell you his name is Ellis when it's not?
You're so nosy.
I just like to know who I'm dealing with.
You always get like this before an event.
I'm just waiting for the moment where
you tell me you don't want to come, and can I do it alone?
I always do it.
JONI: In the end.
There's always an hour where you hide in your room.
Even back in Glasgow, you'd do that.
That's because our manager was a racist little shit who
thought my duty should start and end with the washing up.
Mm, he's a turd.
[SIGHS] It still doesn't explain the name, though.
[HUMS]
How's the food?
Bon appetit.
Was your name Joe?
Yeah, how did you know?
CORA: Your friend said Joe when he bumped into me.
I assumed he meant you.
Yeah, well, Joe was my dad's name.
Total dickhead.
[SNORTS] Ruined the name, didn't he, mate?
Ellis is my surname.
He used to get called Little Joe, but he didn't like that.
He gets so angry.
So after that, we called him Mighty Joe, like the monkey.
Ape, actually.
Right, yeah.
You know Mighty Joe Young, the King Kong ripoff?
No?
Anyway, it used to piss him off loads.
So when his dad buggered off, twit,
he changed his name to Ellis.
Not legally, he just wouldn't answer to Joe.
Except me, Mighty Joe.
Thanks for that.
JONI: Name's treasure troves of intrigue.
Is Drayton your first or second name?
A street name.
Oh, like a rapper?
Ha ha.
Nah, I got abandoned as a kid.
They found me sat in a phone box on Drayton Road, Harlesden
when I was two.
Oh, my God.
DRAYTON: Yeah.
So they didn't know what to call me,
and I couldn't talk much then, so they decided on Drayton.
I like it.
What's your first name then?
Chris.
His first name is Chris.
Chris.
Shit name.
[LOUD BUZZ]
Well, horrible, isn't it?
I think we should get one that chimes or plays opera.
The buzz is so harsh.
[RADIO STATIC]
[RUNNING FOOTSTEPS]
Carly, how are you?
Constable Wainwright, please, Joni.
This isn't a social call.
Can I come in?
Not more fake wine claims from Mrs. Morgan.
She's crazy.
CARLY: There's been an incident in Rye.
Hey, Carly.
Everything OK?
CARLY: There's been a robbery and kidnapping about three hours
ago in Farrier's Jewelers.
Two men entered the shop and assaulted
Mr. Farrier and his wife.
Oh god, they're about 80-odd years old, aren't they?
JONI: So who was kidnapped.
CARLY: Their assistant, Lenny Tyler.
Mr. Farrier was beaten badly as he tried to stop them.
They fled through the back of the shop
with a substantial amount of jewelry.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
I thought the hotel was closed right now.
It is.
Sorry, Cora.
I've had a bit of an accident.
OK, sure.
Um, Joe Ellis, this is Constable Wainwright.
Mr. Ellis.
I heard what happened.
That's-- that's awful.
I've just come from Rye.
What did they look like?
They were wearing masks.
ELLIS: Yeah, of course.
I only asked because we were almost run off
the road as we left the town.
I just thought it was kids joyriding.
Cora, I'm sorry, I think I might have damaged your table.
OK.
Sorry, Carly.
Mr. Ellis.
Where's the damage?
There, and the carpet.
Do you have any salt?
Yes, I'll get the salt.
Mr. Ellis, can you describe the car that passed you?
Where's Drayton?
A silver Passat.
CARLY: You didn't happen to catch a look at the drivers,
did you?
ELLIS: No, not really.
I mean, I could tell you there were two men,
but I couldn't tell you their ages or anything.
How do you know they were male?
I don't know.
You can just tell, can't you?
I--
And the license plate?
ELLIS: No, sorry.
And your friend?
Friend?
Drayton?
Cora, is that right?
Yeah.
He was here a minute ago.
He just went out to the car.
He-- well, we got wine all over us so he went out to the car
to get a change of clothes.
What was your business here in Rye?
ELLIS: Relaxation.
We've been telling the ladies our woes.
We came down for a little break.
Recharge the batteries, you know what I mean?
And how is it you ended up here?
We had an incident on the road.
Drayton is an epileptic.
Oh, really?
He had a fit.
Just after the car passed us, actually.
In fact, that might have triggered it.
Shock can cause a seizure.
CARLY: So he had a seizure, and you came here?
Yeah.
It was the nearest place.
These ladies were lovely and looked after us.
I didn't see your car as I drove up.
It's around the back in the barn.
And your friend, he's out at the car?
Yeah, he'll be back in a minute.
Should we go and meet him?
I'd like to talk to him.
He's getting changed.
Not in the car park, surely.
Oh, well, you never know with him.
He's not shy.
Let's go see.
Find the salt!
Oh, here he is.
Cheers, pal.
JONI: Oh!
[THUDS]
[GURGLING]
Get of me!
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
[SCUFFLING]
Oh.
Aah!
[THUDS]
[THUMPING]
Let's go!
Stop it!
[JONI WHIMPERING]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
It couldn't be helped.
We're fucked!
[CRYING SHAKILY]
Joe, shut up!
It doesn't matter.
It's fine.
ELLIS: Fine?
How is it fine, you feckless cunt?
You've killed a cop!
A female cop!
Ah-- how is it fine?
She didn't arrest us, right?
That's good.
These two know her, so that's good, too.
We just need to get rid of her and the car
and get these two debaucherers coming and going.
Don't you touch her!
You two robbed the jewelers.
Duh!
ELLIS: It's not what you think.
It wasn't a robbery.
Don't touch me.
You know they'll be able to track her vehicle with drones
and shit.
We're in Rye, mate.
If they've got a donkey with a Viewmaster on its head,
I'd be very surprised.
Do you remember those?
Those little cardboard circles, and you'd hold them up
to the light, and you'd see Rome and castles and stuff.
Yeah, I remember.
Who gives a fuck, you insane twat!
We can't hide this!
I'm not insane.
Don't call me that.
What are we gonna do?
Do you think they're gonna keep their mouths shut?
And I'm not killing them.
I do not kill people.
Fucking idiot!
I knew I should have done this alone.
Fuck!
Fuck off!
It's your fault we're in this shit, remember?
Actually, no.
How is it my fault?
Because my recollection is is that you got us into it
when you dropped us in the shit with the Stringer brothers!
DRAYTON: Oh, yeah.
The same brothers that you, Billy Big Bollocks,
jumped into bed with to get that loan.
Loans we were paying back.
I wasn't the fuckhead who gave our last repayment
to a friend who had a history of gambling problems!
DRAYTON: He needed it.
So do we!
How am I supposed to know?
You don't tell me anything.
Because you're shit with money.
Oh, yeah.
You got all the brains because you got to go to school.
You got to go to school, too.
You just couldn't stop getting expelled
for wanking on the desk and beating people half to death!
For giving you shit?
I know you've always had my back
but you have always gone too far.
[SOBS]
Fucking hell!
Look, you two, you seem cool 10 minutes ago.
And now, I've done a thing to upset you.
I get it, but can't we just build a bridge
and get over it, sort this shit out?
CORA: A thing?
You bludgeoned her friend to death before our eyes.
She didn't even do anything, and you killed her.
You're a fucking coward!
I'm not a coward.
You look at that woman over there and then tell me that!
I'm not a coward.
Why not, mate?
You ask him.
How many times I've stood up for him!
I'm not a coward.
Mate.
[BREATHING HEAVILY] Mate, we need to get rid of that body.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
Do you think this prick is dead?
He'd better not be.
MAN: (MUFFLED) Help me.
Shut up.
Oh.
Oh-hoh, wait.
Who's she?
A policewoman?
Oh, come on!
[GAGS] There's only room for one!
(MUFFLED) Come on!
[EXHALES] We need to get changed.
You can't get away with this.
They'll send someone as soon as their officer doesn't report in.
And we have a dozen guests coming tonight.
What are you gonna do?
Kill them as well?
[DOOR CLOSED]
ELLIS: Scott, we've got to get out of here.
We've got to risk it.
No, no no, no.
We need to stay.
We're not gonna get in any more trouble, are we?
Stay here till it's safe.
ELLIS: Do what?
Join the wine tasting?
You're not invited.
OK, well, you go and have a shower,
and not one of those ones you have at home
where you just jump in and out.
You always still stink after those.
Oh, cheers.
DRAYTON: Now, proper clean ballsack and braces,
behind your ears, under your fingernails.
And you're just gonna stay here?
Yeah.
You can't leave them to their own devices, can we?
It's fine.
I've got it.
I'm over it.
Right.
Who fancies a drink?
No, thank you.
Sure?
Well, suit yourself.
But I hear the wine here is excellent.
Can't drink it myself.
I've got an acid reflux thing.
Bleeh.
But I do like a beer.
You don't have any taps?
No.
Just bottles.
Oh!
Rip off.
What a waste.
Paying more for less.
Stupid.
Ah.
[CLATTERING]
Ah!
Cheers.
Oh, yes.
Ooh la la.
So, what food are you having at this tasting then?
What?
DRAYTON: Food.
What are you having?
You are having food, right?
[SNORTS] And it is here?
It's here.
And what is it?
Venison carpaccio, smoked salmon.
JONI: Sea bass ceviche, broccoli and Stilton soup.
Oh god, no.
You got any chips?
CORA: No.
DRAYTON: You gotta have chips.
Not everyone likes all this fancy shit, you know.
And you don't want people drinking on an empty stomach,
do you?
The food was chosen to complement the wines,
and the guests were told about it beforehand.
So no surprises, then?
Other than it not happening?
No.
Not yet.
So you don't plan on murdering us then?
DRAYTON: Hmm?
No, not on my agenda.
CORA: Just our business then?
Oh, fuck.
Have it next week, will you?
[SNORTS] Do you think any of this was cheap?
The food, the organization?
We've put our livelihoods on the line for this.
This succeeds or we die.
Even if the wine--
some of which we have already opened to let breathe--
and the food lasts another week, do you
think anyone will want to come to a murder scene?
So have it outside if the weather's nice.
[WATER SPRAYING]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
[SCRUBBING]
Ah!
There he is, clean as a whistle.
I think so.
No, not you, the carpet.
Look, the salt is shit, but this stuff is amazing.
Benefits working in a wine place, eh?
Lot of red spillages.
Hah!
All right, my turn.
Ah, just so you know, no beer on tap.
Just bottles.
Hah!
Ah, and you might wanna talk about the whole wine
tasting thing.
It means a bit of a sore point, but it does need dealing with.
Good man.
Are you really going to let us go?
Yeah.
Just got to work out a way to get out of this.
Can we go outside?
Did you know he was insane before this?
He's not insane.
I think he is.
He's not.
OK.
He's got problems, issues, but it's not insanity.
You don't know the life he's had.
JONI: He's your brother, isn't he?
I can tell.
The way you act.
The way you speak.
We are not brothers brothers.
Foster brothers.
He's not bad.
I know it sounds ridiculous, but he's not.
He stood by me through all the shit that's gone on in my life,
and there has been a lot.
He just loses control sometimes.
You need to stop him.
He's got it out of his system now.
[SIGHS] He didn't have a peanut stuck in his throat.
He had a fully-fledged psychotic episode,
and I want to avoid another one.
Well, sit tight and don't antagonize him again.
We'll be gone as soon as we can.
We need to let people know that the tasting isn't happening
anymore.
ELLIS: I know.
CORA: And the police, they'll come looking for their officer.
I know.
We'll help you.
What?
We'll help you divert the police.
We'll help you escape tomorrow.
I assume that's the plan.
Wait till the morning when the police aren't
looking around here anymore.
What, and you're just gonna do this out
of the kindness of your heart?
No.
I-- we want to survive the night.
You said keep him happy, this will do that, right?
Yeah.
We just want something in return.
We do?
Yes.
We need our wine tasting to go ahead tonight as planned,
and we want 25% of your haul from the jewelers.
[LAUGHS] You're kidding, right?
Cora, we can't.
We can.
They need us.
The police will check on their officer.
They'll know this was her last stop, and they'll come knocking.
And this time, it won't just be one.
And we need them.
We need tonight to happen.
Otherwise, we're gone.
Finished.
All our hard work, all our money, gone.
It might take us years to recover, if ever.
So if you want the easy road out,
you need to give us something.
Or you can just kill us.
You're the insane one.
Maybe, but have you got a better way out?
Let's put aside the jewels and the cops for one minute.
You want us to let you have a full-on wine tasting?
With food pairings.
And you think Drayton will be able to hold his shit together
through all that?
No, you won't be here.
You can be up in the hotel.
[CHUCKLES] What?
So you could get drunk and shop us over the fish course?
Take whatever precautions you need to.
We won't shop you, particularly if you cut us in.
We need this to go well.
12 people just sat here eating and drinking
while we just watched telly?
We wouldn't need them all, just six.
Not--
Not six?
Yes.
Elizabeth Maynard, Phillip Crosby, Mandy York,
Brendan Fogarty, Joanne Flynn, and Eva Lanigan.
No.
If we're picking, we don't need to Phil.
He's good for a couple of grand at best,
and we'd have to work for it, but he likes a cuddle,
if you know what I mean.
OK.
Not Phil.
Six is too many if we were to consider this insanity.
5% and 30%.
1% and 10%.
1% would look weird.
1%.
4% and 25%.
1% and 12%.
That is no good to us.
25% is no good to us.
We need to get this shit back to London.
It needs to be a decent amount.
2% and 15%.
Well, three's company, four's a crowd.
OK, 2%.
And 15%.
OK, which two?
Well, definitely Brendan.
He's desperate to get into wine.
Who else?
Elizabeth Maynard.
Ah, I was thinking Eva Lanigan.
Oh, yeah.
I love Eva.
She's on the council.
She was a very successful barrister back in the day.
She retired here to be an artist.
CORA: Unfortunately, both the legal and art worlds
love a drink.
Yeah, but Elizabeth Maynard, she's
got the best palate and the best stories.
She's a crime novelist.
I read all her books--
Just pick one, for Christ's sake!
OK.
Eva.
Really?
JONI: Yeah.
She's got the best contacts-- love, art, London.
Big money, big drinkers.
OK.
Eva.
OK.
We'll keep the 15% between us, all right?
Why?
Well, Drayton doesn't exactly have a head for business,
and I don't have it in me to explain it to him now.
OK.
[WATER SPRAYING]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
What are you going to do with Lenny?
Who?
The guy in your boot.
Oh, yeah, Lenny.
Do you know him?
No.
Why did you kidnap him?
What?
JONI: Well, if you don't know who he is, how do you
know he's worth kidnapping?
CORA: He's for the whoever brothers in London, Joni.
Right?
He's the debt we had to pay off.
Go to Rye, grab some prick, bring him back.
We weren't told who he was or what he'd done,
just a name and a location.
It was meant to look like a robbery,
him being our insurance.
But the prick did a runner, and we had to chase him.
So do you think he's in debt like you are?
No.
He's been skimming off the top.
I thought you didn't know.
I didn't.
Not at first.
Little shit couldn't stop screaming and apologizing
once we'd got him.
Turned out he was laundering money
through the old folks' diamond business.
Don't ask me how it works, but he'd
been fiddling the books in order to buy a house.
That's what he said, anyway.
Seems foolish.
CORA: So you're taking him back to London to be punished?
Probably.
I mean, the brothers had a good thing going here,
so probably just get a little bit of a kick
in and put back into play.
JONI: I doubt that.
Why?
Well, if these brothers are professional,
they'll know that Lenny will get looked into.
So putting him back into the scene of the crime
to commit more crime would be silly.
So he's probably going to be killed.
Like I said, I don't know anything about it.
Not hard to figure out, though, was it?
For fuck's sake, what do you want me to do, let him go?
You could.
ELLIS: What?
And get in more debt with people that by your own logic,
are willing to kill a low life wanker for being in debt?
Hard taking the high ground?
ELLIS: Yeah, so we'll skip it, thanks.
Low road all the way home.
CORA: Do you think you're gonna get away with this?
You've killed one person, you're taking another person
to his death.
Probably not definitely, and I didn't kill anybody.
But you wouldn't want Drayton to take the blame on his own,
would you?
Would you two shut the fuck up?
I agreed to your plan, not to being
the subject of some sort of psychological roast.
I know I fucked up, but here we are.
All I wanted was a little bit of money to keep my business going.
But you can't get a loan nowadays, can you?
Not with somebody like Drayton around who
thinks a credit is something you get from an arcade machine.
So I had to go alternative routes.
I fucked up.
My fault. My fault for trusting a mental.
My fault for having some ambition.
Do you think he's OK in the boot?
Well, it's a hot day, is all I'm saying.
All right, stand where I can see you.
All right in there?
LENNY: Hello?
Hello?
(WHISPERS) Lenny.
Lenny.
LENNY: Yes?
I have a glass of water for you.
You will accept it gratefully.
You will not do anything stupid.
You got that?
LENNY: Yes.
Thank you.
[GRUNTS] [BREATHING HEAVILY] Sorry.
You're the wine ladies.
[GRUNTS] [BREATHING HEAVILY] Hey, come on.
Talk to me.
We can work this out.
Tell the brothers it was just a loan, right?
A loan.
All right, with the intention of paying it back!
Come on, don't do this.
They'll cut my nuts off or something.
You know they will.
Will they?
How should I know?
It's none of our business.
LENNY: Ah!
No!
Please-- please don't put me back in there, please.
She's dead, right?
Put me in the back seat.
She is dead.
She's all slippery.
Aah!
I'm claustrophobic.
What?
He doesn't like enclosed spaces.
You're not meant to, you twat.
Stop playing with that.
It's freaking me out.
I'm fine.
It's not fine.
It's freaking me out!
You did that, you fucker, and you want
us to put you in the back seat?
Leave it.
I don't like it.
I'm just trying to see if I need stitches.
Take them back in.
We need him alive!
I know!
Get in.
Please.
Put me in a cupboard, or a chair.
No.
Gag me.
Tie me to a chair.
I'm reasonable.
I know why I'm here.
We've had this chat.
No, we haven't.
Yes, we have.
When we were chasing you out of the back of the jeweler's, you
were screaming sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'll pay it back with interest.
I'm so sorry.
I was saving up money for a new house.
I just wanted my own place.
I don't care.
Get in.
Come on.
Not in with the dead bird.
What did she do anyway?
Are you a multiple jobs.
No.
A lot of people are these days.
She was an accident.
Don't talk about her.
Get in!
LENNY: What-- what are they gonna
do to me when you take me back?
How the fuck should I know?
In.
You're a hitman.
DRAYTON: Hah!
I work for a fruit-packing plant!
Good cover.
It's not a cover.
It's a shitty job.
The jobs people made me do.
I'm not a hitman.
So she really was an accident?
Yes.
Sort of.
So why did they send you?
What?
LENNY: You, why did they send you?
Because--
[GASPS] You're in debt, too.
Oh!
[GRUNTING]
I don't like you.
You ask a lot of questions, and I don't like questions.
Joe ask questions, but he's allowed.
You're not!
OK.
[GRUNTING IN PAIN]
DRAYTON: I don't wanna be here.
I wish I was at home watching TV.
I wish you were dead!
I wanna make that happen, but I can't!
Because they don't want you dead.
And Joe doesn't want you dead.
And I don't wanna get in trouble again.
So I can't make you dead.
But I can make you quiet.
And that is your choice!
That is me cutting out your tongue
with the scissors I found in the bathroom.
Or you just stop talking.
I'll stop talking.
Stop talking!
OK.
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
I'm really sorry.
[DOOR CLICKS SHUT]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
[DOOR SHUTS]
What's happening?
What is happening?
What are you doing?
We should not be doing that.
The thing is not happening.
Calm down.
I've got a plan.
DRAYTON: You?
We had a plan.
We don't need another plan!
ELLIS: The other plan was flawed,
and it wasn't really a plan.
DRAYTON: Yes, it was.
We wait till tomorrow, then we leave.
Not really a plan.
Yes, it is.
Well, this plan is better.
How?
How better?
ELLIS: Well, maybe not better, but more comprehensive.
I've struck a deal.
[SCOFFS] With who?
Joni and Cora, who else?
A deal?
What some deal?
You get a cheap case of wine if you don't kill them?
We help you with your situation
if you help us with ours.
This evening is important to us.
DRAYTON: So have it outside, like I said.
ELLIS: Please listen to her.
You're not a criminal, are you?
No, I never said I was.
Right.
So you wouldn't want to be unfair about things, would you?
No.
Not if I can help it.
Right.
We've come up with a plan that is fair, fair for all of us.
Fair for you, fair for us.
We helped you when you weren't well.
Thank you.
So we need you to help us now.
This is important.
Special.
It needs to happen.
And with a few tweaks to the event, we can do that.
And then in return, we'll phone the police
so they don't come looking for Carly.
And then you can take our cars in the morning
so you can head back to London undetected.
And what?
We let you have a load of people over for dinner in return?
ELLIS: Not a load.
Two, two people.
I don't know, mate.
Sounds a bit mad to me.
None of this is normal, mate.
But here we are.
They're offering us a solution.
It's not ideal, but it's--
[CHUCKLES] it's the best that we can do.
And what are we doing while they're
having all the fun in here?
Sitting in a room, being quiet?
Well, that's not fair, is it?
Come on, we can amuse ourselves.
Oh, we've got all the channels.
Superhero movies?
JONI AND CORA: Yes!
OK.
How long is this do meant to last?
About three hours?
All right.
And we can have some beers in the room?
CORA: Mm, yes.
Yes.
All right.
Great.
Call the police.
And say what?
[CHUCKLES] How the fuck should I know?
You're the one who volunteered.
JONI: Well, I'll do it.
I know the desk sergeant.
We do yoga together.
[EXHALES] [KEYPAD BEEPING]
Oh, hi, Barry.
It's Joni.
Yeah.
Oh, fine.
Thanks.
You?
How are the kids?
10?
No.
When did that happen?
Well, I never met the right guy, Barry.
Well, you should have said.
What a different world this could have been.
No, I was joking, Barry.
Well, I was calling about that, um,
robbery that happened in Rye earlier today.
No, I don't have any information, sorry.
But Carly-- Constable Wainwright,
she came by earlier asking if we'd seen anything.
No, we hadn't.
Sorry.
Ooh.
But she, um, left her radio, and I was
wondering if she might need it?
OK.
Don't worry.
We're having wine tasting tonight.
Yeah, you should come, too.
You'd love it.
Yes, we have beer, just not on tap.
So would it be OK if I, uh, came by in the morning
to drop off that radio?
I'm coming into town anyway.
Great.
Oh, well, I must apologize for the way
I might look in the morning.
These wine tastings are great fun, but the hangovers are-- oh.
Oh, thank you, Barry.
Yes, I'll see you in the morning.
Ooh.
Wow, she's good.
You're good.
ELLIS: OK, that's done.
He believed you.
He won't come looking.
Oh, well, all I know is that Barry
will be waiting for me to hand in the radio in the morning.
[SINISTER MUSIC]
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where do you think you're going?
Toilet.
Just let her go, mate.
Go with her.
I'm really sorry.
Don't.
[SOBBING]
So, what's your favorite one?
Don't say red.
Favorite ever.
I don't drink wine.
I have drunk wine, but I don't any more.
Acid.
But I do have a favorite.
Right.
DRAYTON: And it's red.
Not just any red, obviously.
I don't remember what kind it was.
I just remember the taste.
You go on holiday much?
Sometimes.
DRAYTON: I don't.
Never left the country till I was 13.
France for school.
Sommelier.
Shit myself on a ferry.
I don't like water.
Can't see the bottom.
Wine was everywhere when we got there.
People were drinking or chucking it in the back of their cars.
Hah!
Anyway, they let us go off for a wander.
And most of them just wanted to go to the beach or to the shops,
but I saw this castle.
It wasn't very big, but I'd never seen a proper castle
before so I wanted to go there.
[SNORTS] Joe thought he was in with his two girls.
Fucking big dick.
So we followed them to the beach.
Stuck up pair.
They did not want us there.
He's such a player.
I got bored.
I hate sand.
So I wandered off.
On my way off the beach, I nicked a bottle of wine
that was poking out of someone's bag.
I went to this castle.
It wasn't like the ones you see in school books.
It was more like the ones you see in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang,
you know?
Pointy top.
I do not know how long I stood there
but I drank the whole bottle of wine.
[SNORTS] It made me gag at first.
But the more I drank, the easier it went down.
I still remember the taste.
It was like beef crisps, but better.
And someone grabbed me, got in my face, so I punched him.
Turns out it was a teacher.
They were looking for me because it got dark.
Got sent home on the early ferry.
Suspended for a bit after that.
I didn't kick up too much of a fuss, though.
My mom said they were negligent of their duties,
letting a 13-year-old go off and find booze.
Overreaction, if you ask me.
Joe told me on the way home, he saw some girl
sucking off some kid on a top deck of the ferry.
Did they get suspended?
Of course not.
Blowjobs are OK.
[DOOR OPENS]
[SIGHS]
You OK?
Right, we should make these calls.
You do five, I'll do five?
CORA: Yeah.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hi, Ben.
It's Cora from Goldspur.
I'm afraid we're gonna have to cancel this evening.
I know, we're so disappointed, but it can't be helped.
We had a power cut.
The freezer and two of the fridges went last night.
CORA: Yeah, it's ruined.
And it's such a shame.
Joni worked so hard on it all.
JONI: I've got these amazing prawns from Mr. Holland's store
straight off the boat.
I could have eaten it all then and there.
Beautiful.
And the marinade, you won't believe how good it tasted.
CORA: It's all ruined.
Ruined.
We'll do another one as soon as.
No no, no.
No need to rebook.
No, no need to rebook.
Thanks, Mike.
We'll have to meet in The Mermaid soon for a glass.
OK, Terry.
We'll find our feet.
Have a good one.
Right.
Now for the two that are coming.
Do you think they'll keep it to themselves that it's gone ahead?
It's not going ahead.
We'll just tell them what we've told everybody else.
It's off.
JONI: But there's enough food left
for two if they fancy it as special guests--
as long as they don't tell anyone.
Yeah.
Nice.
So tell them they're your besties, which
is why it's just them.
But we are gonna need a bad smell if the food's gone off.
Authenticity, very important.
ELLIS: Why would they invite anybody
over if there's a smell of rotting shellfish?
All right, yeah.
Good point.
So scrap the smell, and we've all cleaned up.
Everyone got that?
Good.
Right.
You take Eva, I'll do Brendan.
Oh, yes.
Really, Joni?
Sorry.
I'll phone Eva.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
Are you OK?
Did you hear that?
[GLASS BANGS]
Have you tried some of these whiskeys, mate?
I don't like whiskey.
Ju-- just beer.
OK.
Two, the bottles rip off.
Wait till you see the price of the brandy.
(WHISPERS) Cora, we can't do this.
It's bad enough that we're collaborating with these people.
No, no, no.
[SHAKY BREATH]
(WHISPERS) We're accomplices to murder.
(WHISPERS) We made the deal after Carly.
(WHISPERS) You think that's how they'll see it?
I try some liquid Ferrari.
(WHISPERS) Come on.
We're bringing two innocent people into a potentially deadly
situation.
(WHISPERS) What choice have we got?
You wanna throw away everything we've worked for?
[BREATHES SHAKILY] Look, with this evening and our cut,
we can become all we wanted to be.
(WHISPERS) Cora, we are what we always wanted to be.
(WHISPERS) Now, we can be better.
The best.
(WHISPERS) We can run.
They don't know this place.
We can find somewhere to hide, forget about the deal.
(WHISPERS) Look at him.
You don't think he'll tear this whole place down looking for us?
Right now, I think they sort of trust us.
You know, if that changes, then--
we have to do this.
(WHISPERS) Ellis might stop him.
(WHISPERS) He might, but he might help him.
He might get killed, too.
[BREATHES SHAKILY] We are in control at the moment.
(WHISPERS) Control.
This is control?
(WHISPERS) Yes.
We're directing the evening.
We have them in a place of comfort.
If we keep them there, it will be OK.
I promise.
[BREATHES SHAKILY]
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
Goldspur Vineyard and Hotel.
Oh.
Hi, Brendan.
I was literally just about to call you.
Wow, that was quick.
Yeah, it's like a literal grapevine.
He's made a joke about hearing it through the grapevine,
being on a vineyard.
I know.
CORA: Well, yeah, you heard right.
But we managed to salvage enough for a small soiree.
Yeah, enough for two people.
Oh, yes, and Joni.
And, uh, one other.
[CHUCKLES] Well, it can be a surprise, can't it?
No, no, no.
It won't be Terry, no.
Uh, you have a problem with Terry?
Hey, can we put you down for tonight?
Yeah, 8:00 PM.
Great.
See you later.
Bye-bye now.
Yeah.
Bye.
Seems word has got out.
OK, it's my turn.
[CLEARS THROAT]
[KEYPAD BEEPING]
Ooh, um, hi, Eva.
It's, uh, Joni.
Oh, so you've heard?
Yes, it's like an actual grapevine.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Keep listening for stuff.
Different sounds, like--
Do you think they're in London, too?
We just don't hear them over the cars and the sirens?
Some, no doubt.
[SIGHING]
Do you think they'll let us keep any of the jewelry when
we get back?
[SCOFFS] No.
Shame.
Why?
I just wanted to buy some stuff.
Like what?
Castle.
A castle?
How many jewels do you think we nicked?
Just a small one.
Somewhere cheap.
Go, then.
Why castle?
I like them.
How do you get a castle now?
Who even owns a castle?
It's not like you get knights or barons like you used to, is it?
Not in the same way, no.
It used to be you get a castle by building one, or storming
one and nicking it off whoever was there.
Probably easier than dealing with developers and estate
agents nowadays.
Hmm.
And they were always on hills, aren't they?
Usually.
It's hard to get in.
For the enemy, I mean.
It's a downside.
It's always an uphill walk back from the pub.
You can have your own pub on the inside, I suppose.
No.
No, no, no.
I just want it quiet.
Just me on my hill--
oh and you, if you visited.
Cheers.
You think we'll ever have any money?
Mate, I'm trying.
Whenever, I keep fucking it up.
It was already fucked, mate.
I'm shit at business.
You should get away.
Not a castle since we've got no money, but just away.
Somewhere quiet.
Maybe, Cornwall.
I've never been.
No, not me.
I've seen it on the telly loads, though.
They've got loads of pubs, loads of castles, loads of space.
It sounds nice.
[CAWING]
What?
Is the-- it's the girls.
No, they're inside, mate.
Oh.
Oh, I thought--
And I-- mate, we've come this far.
Kind of got to trust them if this is gonna work.
Yeah.
They're nice.
Uh, hi.
We need to get ready.
And Brendan has canceled.
He's going to the theater in London.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
So a lot of pressure on this either tonight, then?
It looks fantastic.
So do you.
Listen, Eva will be here in about 20 minutes,
so you two need to get settled in your room with your beers,
and we'll take it from here.
Um, Ellis, could you give me a hand with something, please?
Come and choose your food, Scott.
Do you like broccoli?
No.
OK.
Well, we have other stuff, too.
What am I doing?
Brendan hasn't canceled because of theater tickets.
The police have formed roadblocks out of Rye.
Apparently, there's been no sightings of your car
so they assume you're still in the area.
Shit.
This doesn't change a thing.
They don't know you're here, and your car is hidden.
Eva can still get here because she lives closer.
If they resume searching in the morning,
it may be wiser to head out while it's still dark.
Don't tell Drayton.
They'll only put him on edge.
Why do you think we're out here?
Oh, shit, she's early.
Aah.
Drayton, come on!
Come on, man, let's go!
We-- we forgot your whiskey.
ELLIS: Doesn't matter.
Come on, she's here.
Oh.
ELLIS: Come on!
All right, all right.
Quickly.
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
Aah!
Right to you, mate.
What are you playing at, you big bastard?
You're gonna spill the beers.
Have some respect.
Cheers.
Good evening, Cora.
Is it valet parking?
Oh.
Sorry, no.
I'm joking.
I just didn't expect to be welcomed
from my car, that's all.
How are you?
You look a little flustered.
Well, I suppose you would be, given the circumstances.
Well, it's been a tad hectic this afternoon.
Bloody electricity.
Bring back windmills and water wheels, I say.
[LAUGHS]
We're living in the 1800s out here anyway, aren't we?
[CHUCKLES]
Well, shall we go in, or are we
having the tasting on the driveway here?
Sorry, no, of course.
Come in.
Good evening, Eva.
Welcome.
Wonderful.
Straight to the booze.
Oh, this is just the beginning.
It's a bit pared down, of course.
These are our welcome bubbles.
Homegrown, as you know.
Oh, and then we have our aperitifs, food and wine
pairings in the restaurant upstairs,
finishing off with the cheese and wine course in the winery.
Mm, don't let me stop you, Joni.
Pour away.
OK.
Make me welcome.
Mm.
Thank you.
Cheers.
Oh, bugger.
I forgot the canapés.
Come on up, Eva.
So, how have you been?
I saw your painting on the wall at the cafe at the CLF?
Yes, And there it will probably stay, no doubt.
I think it's really good.
Aah!
But is it good enough?
Oh, I don't really care.
It's just a hobby now.
I hope I do manage to sell any of my paintings.
I'd probably give them money to a local theater
company or something.
It's just one big vanity project.
I just want to be loved.
You are Eva.
Mm.
I'm joking.
I couldn't give a shit.
But I do like theater.
Their costumes are starting to look like genuine street urchin
rags, which is fine if you're doing Oliver again.
But they're Glengarry Glen Ross, looked
like the local tramps were staging a well-worded sit-in.
[LAUGHS]
So, am I on my own tonight?
Oh, I'm afraid so.
Brendan was due to come, but he had to cancel.
Oh, good.
Dreadful man.
Far too much hair.
He's like a chinchilla without the charm.
So it really is just me tonight then.
Aren't I the lucky one?
Wonderful.
CORA: Yes.
Well, you were top of our list.
And when we realized we had enough food salvaged
for a smaller affair, we, of course, called you.
Never use the word salvage when talking about food.
Mm, talking of which, that is gorgeous.
Roasted prosciutto on a creme fraiche bellini
with a sprig of basil.
Mm.
Bloody good start, ladies.
Cheers.
[GLASSES CLINK]
[CLATTERING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ERRATIC BREATHING]
Jesus Christ, that is beautiful.
Is that from the new batch?
Yes.
Mm.
It's what we want to concentrate on in the future.
High quality, low yield.
You know, really allowing the process
to develop the wine organically, like they did in the beginning.
[CLASHING ON TV]
Every fucking time, we call for that.
[SNORTS] He's a prick.
Honestly.
He's not even your real brother.
God of mischief?
More like god of being a bloody bellend.
He deserves a knife in the gut.
Is it profitable?
I mean, low yield, long process, sounds like short profits to me.
CORA: Well, the price will reflect the effort.
JONI: We will obviously continue selling a selection of wines,
but we intend to phase out some lines to make way for this one.
Cora, I need to jog on to the winery
to finish off the settings.
I'll see you down there.
OK.
Bye.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
I'm sorry.
Go on.
You were telling me about how you're not
going to run your business into the ground.
[CHUCKLES] Well, we strongly believe there's a client base
out there willing to indulge in a more sophisticated wine
and are happy to pay for the privilege.
All right, mate.
It's just an opinion.
Can you read that opinion?
You don't want to turn into wankers, do you?
I mean, I like a nice expensive wine as much
as the next pretentious, arrogant, middle-class person,
but wine is the nectar of the many, not the few.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Thought it was in my head.
It's the fucking car.
I'll try not to sound pretentious here,
but we like to think of ourselves as artists.
You failed on the pretentious scale, but never mind.
Go on.
Picasso could knock out a portrait whenever he liked.
But he's a genius because of his cubism work.
You know, we can do the normal stuff,
but we want to make our mark by being out of the ordinary.
Oh, dear.
CORA: You will know when you've drank one of those.
And you won't just be saying, I like this Pinot.
You'll talk about it as if it's a good friend.
Well, I like to make new friends.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Step this way.
Whoo.
Very good.
CORA: Joni will show you to your seat.
Thank you.
CORA: I'll get the glasses.
Oh, super.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
Please, I got money.
It's yours.
Just-- just tell me where to send it.
Ooh.
I'm getting raspberries and a suede shoe.
[CHUCKLES]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
Mm.
Yes.
Pure alchemy.
ELLIS: Scott!
Scott!
Don't kill him!
Whatever he does, we cannot kill him!
LENNY: [FRANTIC BREATHING] Please let me go.
Please.
I've got 40,000 pounds.
It's yours.
Please.
Ooh, looking forward to this.
Mm.
[SPITS] No.
That's not really me.
I-- I've got diamonds.
Wait, I can get more.
I can move them easy, too.
I-- I've got a big to make--
Be quiet!
Aah!
Oh god.
[GURGLING] [GRUNTING] I'm all right.
[BREATHING HEAVILY] [GRUNTING]
Stop!
Aah!
[SINISTER MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
[BREATHING HEAVILY] [SCREAMS]
What was that?
What?
That noise, like a scream.
[DISTANT SCREAMING]
Oh, it's most likely foxes.
Come on.
They make a terrible racket.
That was not a fox.
A deer?
Well, the badgers are out.
They make a nasty nip if something gets in their way.
Don't be ridiculous.
I heard it before, and I--
I thought it was the wind.
[DISTANT SCREAM]
It's a person.
Do you have any field workers on site?
No.
We gave them the weekend off.
Hmm.
Maybe it's kids.
Trespassing little idiots.
We had a gang of them fall down a mine
up on the cliffs the other week.
One of them broke his leg.
In a mine.
We really should tell the police.
Uh, no, no, no.
That's not necessary.
But if they're damaging your vines, Cora,
you need it to stop.
Don't be so foolish.
Where are you going?
Oh, I'm gonna find out what's happening.
If I'm investing in this place, I
wanna make sure it's all working properly.
You're investing.
She's investing.
EVA: Not if you're allowing young larrikins
to come and have sordid sex raves on your grapes.
Oh, we've never had any sex raves.
Not to my knowledge, anyway.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Goodness gracious.
What on Earth have you been up to?
Is he a friend of yours?
Yes.
CORA: No.
No, he isn't.
We barely know him.
I'm sorry, Eva.
I think we better deal with this ourselves.
You should go home.
No one's going home.
[EERIE MUSIC]
I can't go home.
Ellis can't go home!
You did this.
You and your fucking deal!
JONI: It's not her fault.
You did-- shut up!
My head hurts.
I can't think!
I need quiet.
I didn't do anything.
This is you.
All you.
Ellis was right.
You fuck everything up.
You can't be trusted.
Shut up.
He didn't say that.
Where is he?
Hmm?
Where is Ellis?
It was an accident.
Another one like the Farriers and Carly?
That was not my fault. He did not say that!
I did not--
OK, I did wrong, I know.
It's my fault we're here.
But you're lying.
Where is he?
Where's your brother?
Shut up!
It was an accident.
Stop!
JONI: Aah!
Ah.
JONI: [SOBBING]
No!
What are you doing here?
EVA: It only takes one of us to go to the police,
so I thought I'd keep Joni company.
The police?
I presume that's where she's gone.
Ah!
Oh.
You've got to help me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Oh my god.
EVA: They can't be far now, what with all the roadblocks
up and everything looking for you.
I take it you are the robber from this afternoon?
It was not a robbery!
EVA: Oh, I'm sure the police will take that
into consideration.
He tried to kill me.
He's got them.
And I can't-- [SOBBING] He said you were dead.
Where is he?
He's-- oh, he's got them both.
Oh, I've got to get help.
If the police come, I'll kill us all.
Ask her.
I will not kill myself.
I mean, what's the fucking point in being here?
Please don't let me stop you.
You are a horrible person!
[CLATTERS]
EVA: Not really.
I just appreciate an easy solution.
Where's your partner?
Dead?
DRAYTON: It's that fucking bitch's fault. Her
and her fucking white knight!
Now, look!
EVA: Oh, it clearly hasn't gone to plan.
And I was having such a lovely time.
What a shame.
You and your partner could have come and joined us.
Could have saved us on some of the shenanigans.
But then, it is quite difficult, isn't it,
maintaining a relationship in crime?
DRAYTON: He's not my partner.
He's my brother.
EVA: Ah!
Even more problematic.
What are you even going on about?
Shut up!
Oh, so many say that the secret to successful crime
is loyalty.
But I've found, in my experience of which I
have more than a little, that loyalty has led me
to putting more people in jail than probably deserved it.
Brothers won't testify against brothers,
wives against husbands.
And so, in so many cases, I have no choice
but to send them all away.
It's the ones who turn on their cohorts that do the best.
Plea deals, shorter sentences, no sentences.
I am not going to jail.
Oh, I can help you with that.
I don't want your help!
I don't want anybody's help!
This situation you've got yourself into is out of control.
There's no way out.
It's only going to get worse.
Or you can do as I say and disappear.
Disappear?
EVA: Mm-hmm.
No jail.
No murder.
How?
EVA: Well, I take it these two are already
collaborating with you, yes?
DRAYTON: Yeah.
They did a sneaky fucking deal to save their place.
EVA: Mm, what lengths do they go to, eh?
Well, whether they were coerced or not,
Joni and Cora are implicated, and it remains
in their interest to be silent.
What about you?
EVA: Oh, well, me.
I'm the fly in the ointment, a situation I found myself in
on numerous occasions.
I was never here.
The first time you will see me will be at the police station,
should you be captured.
What-- I've got no idea what you're going on about!
I am your legal counsel.
You acquired my services, therefore, my silence.
But for this to be invoked, a small transaction is required.
Can you do that?
Just a pound will do.
Wait.
And then, you can't say what happened here?
Exactly.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ha ha ha.
We've got loads of cash in the car.
Perfect.
Come on.
Have you ever been to Cornwall?
Mm-hmm.
Many times.
DRAYTON: There are castles there.
Yes.
Lots.
Scott!
[SQUELCH]
Ah-- [GRUNTS]
You're alive.
Yeah.
[CHUCKLES] I didn't mean it.
I know, mate.
I know.
Ah!
[STRAINING]
Can we go now?
Yeah.
To Cornwall?
For the castles.
[GRUNTING]
[SOBBING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Pure alchemy.
[WAVES CRASHING, BIRDS CHIRPING]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
I want to say goodbye.
He wasn't evil.
I know.
I should have helped.
I didn't notice, not until--
I know.
Did she invest?
Yes.
Good.
I'm glad.
And Lenny?
Lenny?
He disappeared.
Oh, he was dead.
I saw it.
Aah.
I didn't say it in my testimony, but--
He was nowhere to be seen.
And diamonds?
He must have made a run for it.
GUARD: All right.
Let's go.
Goodbye, mate.
Hope it's quiet, wherever you are.
Happy?
It's not where you went.
You opened it.
It seemed the right thing to do.
Time to move on.
[GLASSES CLINK]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
[PENSIVE MUSIC]