In the Flesh (2013–2014): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript

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'Now more
on today's main story.

'A short 18 months has passed

'since Partially Deceased Syndrome
sufferers were resettled.

'However, the discovery of another
Undead Liberation Army safe house

'will raise fears amongst the living,

'creating further tensions
within the community.

'Partially Deceased organisations are
now distancing themselves

'from these extremist factions,

'following the aborted attack on the
Eastford shopping centre.'

- Yeah, your uncle grew up there.
- Weren't it boring there?

You can say what you like about
Roarton, lad, but boring it wasn't.



Rotters.

- Now, now! Language.
- My mate calls them
that all the time.

Does he? Well, he's wrong to.

They don't care.
They can't even feel.

No, that's not true!
And they're dangerous.

Yeah, the living can be just as
dangerous, son. You mark my words.

Now, come on. Let's go, let's go.

Come on.

But they went around eating brains.

Yeah, that was in the
beginning, but they're on
medication now, aren't they?

So, why are they still
trying to attack us?

Well, when people think they're
being picked on, they just lash out.

But that's not the answer, is it?
That just causes more heartache.

You understand, don't you?



Tram! Quick, quick!

Come on.

Oh, bugger!

We are the first and the last!

We are those that liveth and
were dead!

And behold, we are alive for
evermore

and have the keys to hell and
death in our hands!

What's going on? I don't know, son.
It'll be all right.

Ah.

Aaah!

Aaah!

Go! Go!

Aaaah!

'Sources say the attack
is in response to substantial gains

'made by the pro-living party
Victus in recent elections.

'Victus has pinned the blame

'on the Undead Liberation Army, a
well-known extremist group,

'whose goals include instigating a
second uprising of the Undead.

'Over the last fortnight, we've
witnessed two major incidents.

'Lancashire MP Maxine
Martin spoke to us earlier

'about how we can combat
these disturbing rumours.'

'First of all, I'd like to
add my condolences

'to the families who lost loved...'

How are you doing?

Not good. What are they saying?

Nothing yet.

I'm sure Amy wouldn't
have been involved, Kier.

Last postcard she sent from
the commune.

"Dear Handsome,
hope all's well in Boreton."

She means Roarton, obviously.

"I've been chosen for a very
important mission, which I
can't tell you about.

"How annoying am I?
You'll see. Love, Amy."

A mission?

Kier? Your friend, what was
she called?

Amy Dyer, Dad. You met her.

Oh. No mention of a...
an Amy Dyer, love.

Why would you think she was
one of the attackers, son?

What's she got herself mixed
up in? I don't like this,
Sue, I really don't.

Dad, give him a break, would you?

I'm just expressing my honest
feelings about the emotional
situation.

That's great progress, Dad,
but just...

Let's just, um...leave them be,
eh, Steve?

I'm not holding anything in, Sue.

No, you're doing very well
with that, love.

Told you she'd be OK.

Sorry for being such a mess.

Don't be sorry. You thought your
best mate had gone rabid.

Look at me. I'm nearly 20. I can't
even dress myself properly.

Oh, do you want me to help?
Ta.

You want to see a real freakazoid,
check me out in two weeks' time.

Ah, you're going to ace them,
total badass style.

Yeah, well, I can't put a bullet
through my mock exams,
unfortunately.

You're enjoying it, though?
Made lots of new friends?

Yeah, made loads of them.

I'm dead jealous.

Get your GCSEs, Jem, and
you're free.

Go to uni, have a future.

You've got a future. Where
are you going to spend it this
week, Phileas Fogg?

Think I might go to Berlin.

What are you trying to do? Get as
far away from me as possible?

Of course not.

You know, people in Europe are more
tolerant of...people like me.

Go where I said, then.

I'm thinking about it.
Don't think, Kier. Do.

It makes sense.
You're an artist. Go to Paris.

Then I can come and visit all
the time.

Thanks, bro.

Glad Amy's OK.

♪ Where do bad folk go when
they die?

♪ Don't go to heaven where
the angels fly

♪ Go to a lake of fire and fry

♪ See 'em again on the
Fourth of July

♪ I knew a lady who came
from Duluth

♪ Bitten by a dog with a rabid
tooth

♪ Went to her grave
just a little too soon... ♪

Going to miss you guys.

We're going to miss you too.
How are you feeling?

Sad.

Nervous. Excited.

You should be excited, Amy.

You've been chosen.

Wish I'd risen in Roarton.
Oh, love.

All the redeemed are special.

Yeah, Amy, but some are
more special than others.

Ready?

There's some
minor tissue damage.

You say your eyes are getting sore?
They're starting to.

Which is odd, because
I'm not supposed to feel pain.

Well, it happens.

Medication you're on
stimulates neurogenesis.

Oh, that means
it regrows brain cells, love.

Some of those new cells will
be pain receptors, I'm afraid.

How many hours in total do you wear
your contacts, Kieren?

Oh, I wear them all the time.
All the time?

When do you
take them out? I don't.

Even at night-time?

Yeah, I used to, and then I...

I just prefer to keep them in.

Contact lenses aren't
for continuous use, mate.

Now, have you been doing your
affirmations, love? Yeah.

OK, do one for us
now, will you?

I'm a Partially Deceased Syndrome
sufferer and that is not my fault.

Great.

There you go. You're off on your
travels soon. Going to need these.

Six months' supply of
Neurotriptyline. Mm.

Tricky to get hold of,
but I did cos you asked.

Oh, I don't think I'm going to go
to Berlin.

Oh, good on you.
Are you staying put?

No, I'm going to...
I might go to Paris.

Either way, you're still
going abroad, though, right?

Ooh, listen to him,
kicking you out of the country.

No, I just think the way things
are going,

Kieren's doing the right thing,
moving away.

And why should he have to move?

He was born, bred and died here.

You know, this valley's in the
books as a place of
outstanding natural beauty.

Have to take you on a ramble
some time, Doctor.

Show you the sights.

Nurse Wilson, you gave Kieren
his shot, yeah?

Oh. No.

Sorry. Sorry, my brain's a sieve...

...today.
Um...right.

Voila.

We're ready for you now, Freddie.

Hey, did you hear, Shirl? No.

About Ken Burton.
Yeah?

He was on that carriage
when they went rabid.

Oh, heck. Is he all right?
No, he's not. He's dead.

And not like him, neither.

Ken's dead dead.

Aaargh! Oh! Oh!

Aaargh!

Get off!

Looks like that one gave you
the right run-around, Gary.

These rabids are getting more
vicious, the more hungry they get.

We caught that up at
Lambert's farm.

It's a bit too close for comfort,
that, innit?

You're telling me. Male rabid caught
intact. That's £80.

Thanking you. He's been shot.

What? No. I don't carry nothing
since t'weapons amnesty.

On his right knee.

Look, he were coming right for me.

What am I supposed to use to fend it
off, eh? Foul language?

Male rabid damaged.

£40.

If you drug a wolf,
it does not stop being a wolf!

Aye, it's docile for a while,

and when the drugs wear off,

it will tear you limb from limb!

That is the nature of the
beast!

To maim! To kill!

To devour!

The first risen, demons in
disguise.

Agents of Satan.

They must be judged,
every single one of them.

It's God's given duty
to every single one of you!

The blessed...

resurrection is doomed,

until the judgment of the
damned is complete!

- Amen!
- Amen.

Thank you, Vicar. Thank you.

Vicar Oddie?

Yes?

I'm Maxine Martin.

MP for Roarton Valley, newly
elected.

Another one?

I'm here because of
the recent tragic events.

Kenneth Burton. He was from Roarton,
wasn't he?

He was once.

I hope his murder hasn't
hit the community too hard.

Well, we're very resilient
people, miss...

Martin. Of course you are, Vicar.

But, as a mark of respect, I'd
like to convey my sympathies
to the village.

Well, you could have conveyed your
respects just now.

I'm afraid the service is ended.

I was hoping to speak to more than
just a few of the die-hard faithful.

Where's the rest of your flock
got to?

- Paris, France?
- Yeah.

Ooh, you don't want to go and
live there. They never bathe.

That's not true.

I heard they don't have
showers in their houses.

Of course they do.
I heard different.

Also, they do their business
in a hole. Ugh!

You don't want to go
somewhere like that.

You want to stay put and take the
promotion I'm offering you.

Here. Keys to the kingdom.

How's that feel, eh? Feels like
responsibility, don't it?

You never know. Work hard, keep your
nose clean.

One day, you could be
running this place.

Pint of bitter.

Little birdie tells me you're
packin'.

You know how it is.

This is a weapons-free
village. Hand it over.

No pistol, no pint.

'Dead 'uns trying to bring about a
second Rising? Bloody loons.'

What did Ken expect?

You move to the city, you take your
life in your hands.

Yeah, too right.

No. You've got to get that one there.

Right, right, right.
All right?

Hi, Gaz. You all right, mate?

What you playing, Daz?
What's it look like?

Don't know. Street Fighter? Pfff!
Street Fighter. Altered Beasts.

Right. Kicking this dead 'un's
arse, are you?

Freddie's not a dead 'un.

He's a Partially Deceased
Syndrome sufferer.

Right.

Hey, I poached myself one of those
partly dead whatdyamacallits today.

Got a few bob.
Fancy a sarnie on me?

Know when I fancied a sarnie? The
time you locked me up in t'cage

and went round saying
I was turning into a dead...

Partially Deceased Syndrome
sufferer.

That's when I were hungry.
Come on, mate.

Oh, just do one, Gaz.

Oh!

See that?
See what?

She looked right at me.
No, she didn't.

You need your contacts checking.

Oh, forget it, Henry.

When she's 60, you'll still be 16.

It's not a problem.
I like a maturer woman.

Check it out. Made it myself.

Never going to happen. It is.

A living-deceased relationship in
Roarton Valley?

Have you been missing your
meds? Cos you're talking like
a brainless rabid.

You do know she was in
the Human Volunteer Force?

Why do you think I came back from
the dead in the first place?

It's so me and Jem Walker
can be together.

It's fate, man, written in stars.

Her brother's PDS.

I've got to have a chance.

This is where your
constituents spend most of
their days, Miss Martin.

Wonderful.

Get me a double whisky,
there's a good lad.

Hi there.

Can I squeeze in?
Please yourself.

I'm Maxine, your local MP.

How's everyone holding up?

All right.
Main road needs fixing up.

I mean, how's everyone holding up
after the news about Ken Burton?

Oh, aye, we were just talking
about that.

I'm sure you were.

It's tragic, but, er...you will pay
the price if you go off gallivanting.

I told him, didn't I?
You did.

I said, "Ken, if you want a change,
just move down the valley."

But, oh, no. He insisted on moving to
the city.

I'm sorry, but, well, he
doomed himself.

So, you're not that concerned
there was a PDS terrorist
attack in Lancashire?

Hm. Weighs on your mind, I suppose.

But that sort of thing happens
in those cities, doesn't it?

So, are you from the city,
then, Mrs?

Oh, no, I was born here.

Were you?
Born but not bred.

I moved away a long time ago. Could
say I'm a local girl done good.

Oh, well, excuse us while we break
out the bunting.

Anyone for a top-up?

Oh, don't mind if I do.
I'll have a pint, please.

Mm.

A pint and two
halves of bitter, please.

She's got a high opinion
of herself, don't she?

Hasn't she just?

Did you know Ken Burton?

He was my next-door
neighbour. Can't believe it.

- It's senseless.
- I agree.

A senseless tragedy.

Oh. Oh, you're...

..you're...

And so is he.

It's very relaxed in here,
isn't it?

Could you bring those over
for me? Thanks.

What was all that about?

That's Maxine Martin.
She's a member of Victus.

Victus? Jesus. Really?

Don't worry. She won't be
staying long.

Did you go to school in the
valley, Miss Martin?

I went to the primary school.
Never made it to the big one.

Mum? Dad?

'Ladies and gentlemen,

'do not be fooled by the lies
peddled by the corrupt elite.'

'These so-called Partially Deceased
Syndrome sufferers

'are not like you or me...

'with normal hopes and normal
dreams.

'They may pretend to be like us,

'but what lies beneath that mask of
make-up and medication

'is a cold, hard killer that cannot
be reasoned with.'

'The PDS sufferer in your home,

'in your shop, in your pub,

'is one missed dose away
from tearing your head apart.'

Completely, yeah.

I assumed it would be a... a
whistle-stop visit, Miss Martin.

Well, I'm a firm believer
in local government,

meeting my constituents face
to face,

and for that I need a comfortable,
professional environment.

A few cobwebs. Nothing that a good
airing won't solve.

I'll leave Philip at your
disposal.

I hope you're not afraid
of a little elbow grease, Philip.

Right...

♪ And I was better where

♪ I was miserable

♪ Why didn't you leave me there?

♪ And I love you
Please, don't go

♪ But don't you sit there
looking like you know

♪ That I'm the one
that kept you from your home

♪ Don't

♪ Go

♪ Don't go

♪ Don't go... ♪

I've got to get out of
here, Rick.

I don't want to be pulling pints
in the flippin' Legion for the
rest of my...

..for ever. Huh!

Jesus. What am I doing?

I'm talking to you,
and you're not even here!

I thought I was the only one
who did that.

Amy?!

Oh! Kieren Walker!

As I live and breathe!

Oh!
Oh.

What are you doing here?
I live here, handsome!

Paris?
Yeah, I'm off any day now.

Do you even speak a word of
Francais, Kieren Walker?

I got a B in French GCSE.

Oh, well, sacre bleu!
You're good to go, then.

Anyway, there's no need to
run off into the great blue
yonder now I'm back.

Yeah, maybe.

You like?

Course I do.
But it's a bit out of the blue.

Here you are. I think I'm in
shock.

I'm a stunner, handsome.
What can I say?

Now, look, I've got some bad
news to break

and I don't want you getting too
depressed and distraught, OK?

OK.

The wedding's off.

Wedding?
Ours, dumb-dumb.

Oh.

Oh!

I am betrothed to another.
Who?

That's for me to know and you
to find out.

What's that supposed to mean?

Who are you betrothed to?
What about you?

I know you're probably still very
heartbroken. Over me, of course.

But is there anyone else on
the horizon

who could console you
over our dashed nuptials?

What? No, course there isn't.

Er...why? Who'd want someone like
me?

Er...anyone with eyes in their
nogs. Yeah, right.

Don't talk daft, Kieren Walker.
You're gorgeous!

You're more than gorgeous.
You're more-geous.

Mm.
You're incredibly special.

That so?
Mm.

You rose in Roarton, for
starters. That's monumental.

How does that make me special?

Amy?

Amy?

They should all be there, Miss
Martin. They're clearly not.

The parish records are usually kept
in very good order.

I'd like them found and given to me
as soon as possible, please.

When you've finished
the clearing, of course.

It's a myth.
It's true.

The first to rise from their graves
were the dead of Roarton Village.

Who's been telling you that?
People.

People? People like the
Undead Prophet, you mean?

I didn't actually get to meet the
Undead Prophet at the commune.

Who did you meet?

That's for me to know and you
to find out.

Who's that in your bungalow?

What are you doing
tomorrow? Apart from going
to live in a different country.

Do you think you can dampen down
your wanderlust for one extra day?

Why?
I want you to meet the beau.

Our final resting place
tomorrow, 10am.

Say yea.
All right, then.

Is that a yea? It's a yes, if that's
what you mean.

Yea!

Yea!

Yea!

I'm really glad you're back.

It's fate, Kieren Walker!

Everything happens for a
reason. You've got to start
believing that.

You've come back a zombie Buddha.

Don't use that word.

Sorry. Partially Deceased Buddha.

That's even worse. That's the name
the living gave us.

We are the Undead.
We are the redeemed. Got it?

Aw! Look at that face!

So nice to squeeze it again.

Why would she want the
parish records?

I don't know, sir.

But I couldn't find 'em
and I looked everywhere.

I'm still supposed to be
looking for them right now.

Last thing she said to me
before she went off to check
in at the B&B.

I think she might be more
switched on than the last one
that came up, sir.

Don't worry, lad.
I'll keep a close eye on her.

She'll hold her little surgery
tomorrow

and be on the train back to
Sodom before sundown.

Bathroom's just there.
Breakfast is from 7am.

Ooh! Swish.

This is our executive
suite.

I put you in this one especially.

Oh, thank you.
That's very kind of you, er...

Sandra. No trouble at all.

You're very welcome to join us
downstairs tonight, Miss Martin.

My detective show's on in an hour.

Oh, is it a mystery?
I love those, me.

It is a mystery, Miss Martin, a big
one. Everyone's a suspect.

Oh, how exciting!
I'll be there with bells on.

Just to warn you.
My...my mother-in-law's...

Ah.

I had no choice in the matter.

I voted for you in the election.

I went into town especially.
Voted Victus.

Round here, folk want to pretend
that everything's all right.

But it's not.

Something has got to be done about
those...about those things.

I couldn't agree with you
more, Sandra.

'Password?'

The goddess Ishtar.

So, she just turned up out of
the blue? Yeah, she's back
at the bungalow.

Why is she back?
I don't know.

Maybe she just missed
Kieren, Dad.

Or she's come to blow us all
up. Steve!

- Jesus!
- What?

I'm just letting it all hang out,
saying what I feel.

I can't be the only one who's
worried about these extremists.

Rabids are bloody scary.
Dad!

Not like him. I'm talking about the
other ones.

The killers. The rabids that
were eating people's brains
during the Rising.

He weren't doing any of that.

He was just roaming around on his
tod till the Army picked him up.

That's right, isn't it, Kier?
Yeah, um...I was...

Um...

Er...I...er...

Huh! Bloody hell, Jem!

Got it all over my new jeans.

I did you a
favour. These are designer.

Designed by who? It's like you've
been raiding Mum's wardrobe.

Well, they do look a bit...

mumsy, love.

Kier?

Yeah, from the back, they sort of
have a granny-ish quality, Dad.

Granny-ish?

You're wearing 'em too high,
Steve.

That's how you're supposed to wear
'em. Paid 40 quid for these.

'I'm going after the suspect.'

'Don't follow him into that
abandoned mineshaft, DCI
Grafton. It's dangerous.'

I don't like this programme.

Mother.

The characters are stupid
and the plot's predictable.

This is Sandra's favourite
programme, Mum.

It's our favourite programme so if
you could just leave it alone...

I didn't crawl out of the grave
to spend my time watching
rubbish like this.

I wish you'd
crawl back. What?

What did she say to me?
Clive?!

Sandra, will you...
Shut up. Shut up!

'You're nicked.'

They always do this.

- 'Halperin & Weston...'
- Bloody ads. Oh!

'..proud sponsors
of Britain's favourite...'

Time to feed Lewis.

'Halperin & Weston aren't just
satisfied

'with being the number-one
specialists when it comes to
treating...'

Lewis?

Tea!

Oh, come on, you silly cat.
Where are you?

Sandra! It's back on.

Yaaah!

Sandra!

Call the HVF! Oh, they disbanded
yonks ago.

Good riddance to 'em!
Where are your weapons?

I've only got tools. Show me!

Ssh, you're all right.

Come on. You're all right,
you're all right. Ssh, ssh, ssh!

Ssh, you're OK, love.

Ssh.

Morning, Helen, love.

Please! Someone help
me! Please!

Somebody, please help me!

He's coming! He's coming!

No, don't look at me...

Help me.

'OK, switchboard's
lined up regarding the tragic events.

'Er...Trevor, mate, what's on
your mind?'

'Well, I'm...I'm scared,
Dave. I'm not going to lie to you.

'This...this ULA bunch want to
bring about a second Rising.'

'My cousin, he...he died in the
first war.

'He...he was an HVF fighter,
who's...

'Well, he's just been forgotten
about. It's a disgrace.'

'I'm really sorry
to hear that, Trev.'

'I don't understand
why anyone would want that
again, living or Undead.

'I mean, that's what got me
voting Victus.

'They're the only ones talking
about the issues that matter.'

'OK. Er...OK, well, some
interesting points from Trevor there.

'Er...next we've got Davina on
the line.

'Hi, Davina. What's your take
on this PDS problem?'

Excuse me.

You're, er...you're sitting on
my grave.

This you? Oh.

I'm sorry. Didn't realise you were
one of us.

All the...on your face.

You...

Gone is the face we loved so dear.

Silent the voice we loved to hear.

It rhymes.

Yeah, I didn't choose it.

What would you have chosen?

Maybe a poem or something.

Huh.

"I balanced all,
brought all to mind

"The years to come seemed
waste of breath

"A waste of breath the years behind

"In balance with this
life, this death."

That's what I would have wanted.

Oh, great! You guys have met.

Not formally.

Kieren Walker, this is Simon.

Kieren was the one
I was telling you about.

Simon is one of the 12 disciples of
the Undead Prophet.

Ah, right.

You heard of the Liberation
Movement, Kieren?

I heard some...disturbing stuff.

Really? Like what?

People taking pills and going rabid
on public transport.

That wasn't the ULA, handsome.

They took Blue Oblivion pills
and quoted Revelations, Amy.

How many people died in that
tram attack?

13, including my neighbour.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but
atrocities happened on both sides.

The Ravenshead massacre.

A man went on a shooting
spree in his own home town.

Shot ten Undead people in the head.

He gets five years,

because the judge said that
Partially Deceased people
were only half a person.

Yeah, I don't agree with that
either.

The Undead Liberation
Army's about protecting the
redeemed from the living.

Why? Because no-one else will.

"When injustice becomes law,
resistance becomes duty."

Exactly. Yeah, well,

if you could keep your resisting to
yourselves, that would be great.

You know, this place has had
its troubles.

It's moved on and there's no
need to cause more of it.

Well, how are we causing trouble?

By going around
like you are.

Like we are?

Yeah, with...you know, without your
mousse and your contacts in.

This is who we are, dumb-dumb.
Yes, I know, Amy.

It's who you are, Kieren, and running
away won't change that.

I'm not running away.

I'm going to start a new life.

You've already been given a
new life.

And you can live it here. Don't let
anyone tell you any different.

We're all agreed with the
allocations...

...of this month's funds.

You've nothing in the budget to fix
the fence?

How many times, Councillor? I hear
grumblings, Chairman.

Folks are worried that perimeter
fence isn't secure enough.

It was maintained by Dean
Halton not three months ago.

This the same Dean Halton
that put a stile in the fence
when it were first erected?

It's not secure.

I know that's true.

A rabid came into the back
garden of the B&B last night.

Almost killed Sandra
Furness. What did you do?

I had to deal with it myself.

Deal with it?
Put it down.

Were...were it a he or a she?

It was skin and bones.

Was it a he or was it a she?

It was a he, and he wasn't a
local, so no need to worry.

That rabid was someone's son.

Oh, spare me.

That rabid was going
to rip a person apart.

What should I have done,
reasoned with it?

Rabids are people too.

Well, last time I checked,
people don't go around trying
to eat one another.

If the patrols were still active,
I wouldn't have had to do it.

Hear, hear!

Proves my point. Something needs
doing around perimeter fence.

I agree.
I'll put in a call to HQ today.

Jem? I'm just popping out for a
few bits and pieces.

Do you want to come?
No, thanks!

OK, love. See you in a bit.

Mum?

Hang on a sec!

Come in.

I believe we might have
got off on the wrong foot.

Are you a Scotch connoisseur
at all, Miss Martin?

I've been known to enjoy a
dram or two. A dram?

Good. Good.

Why don't you make your way
over to the vicarage later?

Say 7.30.
I'd like that, sir.

Well, I'm bloody skint.

Me and you both, and there's nowt
down that Jobcentre.

Aye, cos every tart around
here is employing those
rotten bastards!

Oh, dear. I should watch my language,
though, shouldn't I?

Can't even say boo to a goose
these days.

You know, we saved the world once.
You'd think that'd be worth summat.

It's like the Rising never
happened. Aye, but it did.

And when it happens again, the whole
village'll come crawling back.

Help us,
Gary...sir!

Dead 'uns are chewin' on me
granny's head!

We'll get Jem Walker back in
uniform. I heard she's in a uniform,

a school one.

Hey, that's a war hero
you're talking about, Private.

No, for that show of disrespect,
you're getting the drinks in.

Mum, can we hurry up?

Yeah, we've got quite a few
things now, haven't we?

Um...definitely something
else that I need on here now.

'Clean-up in aisle
four please! Clean-up in aisle four.'

Hiya, Sue.

Oh, hi, Sophie. How are you?

I wanted to ask you a question about
your Kieren, Sue.

Oh? Is he...gifted?

Well, we like to think so.

So's my Henry.

What sort of supernatural talent
does your Kieren possess?

My Henry's psychic.

What with him passing over
and coming back again,

he can now communicate with the
dead, all sorts of the departed.

Young, old, good ones, bad
ones. He can do 'em all.

Just the other day, I was going up
the stairs and I heard...

Er...sorry. Yeah, carry on for
us, would you, love?

Sorry, Sue. Yes, I heard this noise.

And I was just about to go
in...I was just about to go into
the bathroom, actually.

But something...

Excuse me.

Excuse me.
I'm sorry, I'm looking for, um...

Don't.

Don't, don't, don't. Please,
please. Please. Turn away,
turn away, please!

Is it cos of my eyes? I'm sorry.

I had to take them out.
They were killing me.

MUSIC: "Beekeeper" by Keaton Henson

♪ Believe me

♪ Believe me

♪ This loneliness won't go away

♪ Hear me, oh, woman that
has gone astray

♪ Gone astray

♪ Your friends

♪ Your friends will always
just be in your way

♪ Trust me... ♪

Come in.

♪ Darling, either way... ♪

What do you think?

Oh, stunning.

♪...You all say
I've crossed a line

♪ But the sad fact is
I've lost my mind... ♪

♪ They moan, they shuffle
Wanna eat our brains!

♪ We'll never surrender

♪ We'll never be tamed... ♪
All right, Gaz, easy now.

Ah, bugger 'em, man. That's what
everyone's thinking.

I've just got balls to say it.

That one's not finished.

Yeah, that one ain't dead yet.

Did you hear me say that to
him? I'm dead funny, me.

What are you doing here? I work in
here. What are you doing here?

We're on a night out.

To the future.

With your powerful connections

and my robust leadership,

I think we can bring this community
back from the brink,

get those walking abominations
judged,

and then...well, then, hallelujah.

Judged?

Yes, of course.

Mustn't spill the beans
till the end is nigh.

I'd like to show you something
very special, if I may.

Summat stinks rotten in here.
Am I right?

All right, guys,
you've made your point.

We should be free to go wherever we
want, however we want.

Basic human rights, hon.
Don't rock the boat, Amy.

That's right, you tell 'em.

Cover up or get the hell out,
you fucking rotters!

All right, Gary, get out.

You what?

You can't be talking like that.
Get out.

Are you going to make me, dry rot?

Leave.

I don't take orders from a
lad who wears make-up.

Oi!

Fucking rotter! Are you all right,
Gaz? Go on.

Aah! Aah!

Off him!

Get off him!

Shoot him, Pearl!

Shoot it!

Shoot the rot! You gave him
fair warning!

Everybody stay where they are.

I said, stay where you are!

Kieren.

When the first risen are vanquished,

the trumpet shall sound

and the dead shall rise
incorruptible.

This bunker will keep me and Helen
safe in the inevitable war.

Helen?
My wife.

She will be returning, come the
second resurrection.

There's room for more.

You don't have to pretend with me.

I know who you are.

I know why you're really here.

We keep very thorough
records in this parish.

Don't worry.

When the first risen are
completely destroyed, we'll
both get what we want.

Completely destroyed?

Eliminated, killed, all of them.

It's the only way to bring
about the second Rising.

You've got it so wrong.

I beg your pardon?
You've gone insane.

How dare you?

I don't want a second Rising.
That's the last thing I want.

You've managed to turn
this village upside-down.

This community used to be a
beacon of hope and now it's
in chaos.

You're letting the first risen
roam free! What's the matter
with you?

I won't be spoken to like this.
You're through, Vicar.

Through? I am the authority in this
village!

I'm the one that kept the hordes at
bay! You trumped-up...

You came. Yeah.

I'm going to try and stop a certain
Roarton riser from leaving.

I have your birth date and
your death date

but I don't
have your time of rising.

What do you want to know?