Blood (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Episode #2.5 - full transcript

There's times, you know,

when I thought maybe it'd be
better if I just disappeared

down into the woods
near the church there.

I don't have the balls.

- Christ, mate, you're pathetic.
- Yeah, I know!

I love this.

But my kids are babies,
and I'm dying,

and I have to make sure
they're okay.

You killed him.

It was an accident.

He was a loner.
He was a junkie.



No one's gonna be surprised
if he just disappeared.

I think hewas hiding something.

I don't think he was
where he said he was going.

Take his legs.

- When does the concrete come?
- Tomorrow.

I can't do this, Jim.
I can't live like this.

- Come on.
- I don't even have a job.

- What?
- And I don't know why.

Because your wife
is shagging mine.

I'm not gonna make up a story
so you can go after my family.

I think I know
who I should be talking to.

Sounds like you lot had
quite the family gathering, huh?

Christ.

And, you know,



you usually
don't to tend hear about rows

at First Communions.

It usually tends to be, uh,
Christmas.

Weddings.

I fell out with my brother
at a family wedding.

Tends to be quite dominant,
overbearing.

Especially when he's drunk.

But these things don't usually
feel like such a big deal.

What's another drunk family row
at a party?

But if my brother or I

had ended up dead in a car
a few weeks later,

I'd probably expect the guys
to have a bit of a word.

I don't think this was just
any family row.

And every time it comes up,
so do you.

So you can understand

why I'd want to ask you
a few questions.

I'm trying to paint a picture

of where Paul was
in his last few days,

who he was with.

I think you could be
a real help.

You and Paul get along?

Yeah.
Fine.

Wouldn't be the first man
to think his son-in-law

was a bit of a prat.

We got along fine.

I hear you spent
quite a bit of time together.

Yeah, I helped out at the farm.

I wouldn't have taken you
for a farming man, Jim.

I'm a country boy at heart.

Not me.

Couldn't be dealing
with the smell.

So...

tell me about this trip you
took after the kids' Communion.

Yeah, Paul and I decided

we were gonna get some gifts
for the kids, so...

But in the rush, you know,
in the build-up and all that,

it was forgotten, so we decided
to nip out after the service.

You left your grandchildren's
Communion party

for nearly two hours to buy
some gifts in a service station?

It wasn't a service station.

Look.
Paul was in a bit of a bad way.

I didn't know it at the time,

but apparently there was
a bit of tension between him

and some of the other
members of family,

so I decided it'd be a good idea
to get him off-site for an hour

and, you know, pick up the gifts
for the kids as well.

Makes sense.

But...

you made a trip to the farm
first, though, didn't you?

A couple of young fellas
saw you.

Yeah.

Paul decided to check in.

And why didn't you mention that?

It was only a couple of minutes.

I didn't think
it was that important.

Why don't you let me decide
what's important, Jim,

and you just
answer the questions?

So you were just checking in,
yeah?

That's correct.

No other reasons to visit
the farm

during your grandchildren's
Communion party?

No.

During a legal search
of your rented property,

we discovered
a quantity of cocaine.

Yeah.

Why is that funny?

It was just something that I...

It's just something that I
confiscated from some young lads

who were working at the farm.

Confiscated?

Yeah, I-I was gonna give it
to Tom and Gillian,

but then I found out that their
son, Owen, might be involved,

and so I decided
not to get him in trouble.

So you kept it?

I was gonna get rid of it.

Jesus Christ, come on.
I'm a medical doctor.

You don't think I-I've taken
to selling drugs, do you?

Former medical doctor.

This wasn't some idea
you cooked up

between yourself and Paul,
was it?

No.

Money was tight.

And Paul and Fiona
must have missed

the extra income
you used to provide.

- Maybe there was some guilt?
- No.

Maybe Paul made you feel guilty?

No.

You must have resented him.

Paul was supposed to be
looking after your daughter.

He was supposed to hold the fort
down while you were away,

and he screwed it up, didn't he?

Got into trouble, fell apart.

If he'd been doing
what he was meant to,

you wouldn't have had
to come back at all.

You'd still be enjoying
your retirement in the sun.

This has got nothing to do
with Paul.

Mm. There were some tensions
between the two of you, though,

weren't there?

Hmm?

You were seen arguing
that Communion day

when you got back to the bar.

It'll be fine, okay?

What were you arguing about?

I don't remember.

- Come on, Jim.
- Look...

You didn't get your conviction
the last time,

so you're trying
to pin this on me.

Is that it?
Is what why we're here?

Jim, I'm just after the truth.

The best way to find the truth
is to look for the lies.

And I think you know
more than you're saying.

I think there was something
going on

between yourself and Paul,

and I think that
when I found out what it is,

I'll know why he's dead.

You're wrong.

Paul, please.
It's hard enough.

Then don't do it.
Stay.

It's just for a month.

You know the kids are gonna
have to come back.

They're gonna have to go
back to school.

Well, there are other schools.

- Look...
- No, don't.

Please, just... just wait,
please.

Listen.

Just tell me what I need to do,

what I need to say,
what I need to change.

And I'll do it.
Just tell me.

Please, let go.

I'm tired of telling you, Paul.

I'm exhausted.

You know,
if they take them away,

it's only gonna
make it harder when...

And they'll come back to me
in the end.

You know that, right?

You sure you don't want
any help with all that?

You don't need anything
from the, uh...

No.
Thanks.

What time are you leaving?

We'll head off about 5:00.

Are you picking her up?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

I just hope...

I hope I never made you unhappy.

Not you.

God.
We're being saps.

It's not like I'm gonna
fall off the face of the earth.

Owen knew, didn't he?

But he was only ever
looking out for me.

- You won't blame him, will you?
- No.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Jesus.

Can I come in?

What's happened?

I've made a decision.

I've made a decision.

I'm gonna hand myself in.

I'm gonna hand myself in
to the guards.

I'm gonna tell them everything,

and I'm gonna face
the consequences.

Have you completely
lost your mind?

If you hand yourself in,

you're gonna be handing me in
as well.

You understand?

And I will deny everything,
Paul.

They will find nothing of me
on that body.

We got rid of the pipe.
We scrubbed that caravan clean.

They may not even believe you.

I mean, you go in there
with this wild story,

they might just think
that you're trying to

pin everything on me
to lessen your own involvement.

You may even end up making
things worse for yourself.

I don't understand anyway, Paul.
I just don't understand.

Of course you don't.

See, this is just water
off a duck's back to you.

Oh, you would have no problem
living with this

the rest of your life.

- What?
- You've lived with worse.

We were never gonna
get away with this...

Not really, not forever...
And we shouldn't.

We shouldn't.

Now, listen to me, Paul.

Don't you sit there pretending

that you've suddenly
grown a spine.

You're only doing this because
my daughter has told you

that she's gonna leave you.

But I cannot help you, Paul.

I cannot help you.

I will deny everything

because somebody has got to
be around for those children

when my daughter is gone

and... and their father
is in prison!

Well, I still have the pipe.

What?

I never got rid of it.

It'll be covered
in Kian's blood,

and you handled it.

We both handled it.

I don't believe you.

You don't have to.

This is a big mistake, Paul.

Well, Fiona is leaving me, Jim.

So, what have I got
left to lose?

- Will there be a pool?
- I don't know, Joseph.

If not, can we go
to a water park?

Let's just get there first.

- Why isn't Dad coming?
- Dad has to stay and work.

Is Granddad coming?

Look, can you both just please

go pick a toy each
and bring it back here?

Thank you.

Go on.
Give it to me.

I just want you to think about
what it is you're doing.

I'm going on holiday.

Look, I know it's unfair.
I know it's awful.

But your life
has been shortened, Fiona.

You need to think about
what you have in place

for when your health fails.

You need to think about
who's here to look after you.

Thanks for that, Marjorie.
That's very upbeat of you.

You think your friend is going
to be the one to feed you,

clothe you when you...

God, you're talking like

if I stayed with Paul
for the rest of my life

that I still wouldn't be
ironing his boxers

and cooking his meals
when I can barely hold a spoon.

I'm sick of being told
I shouldn't expect to enjoy

what's left of my life.

I just want you to be realistic.

You know, neither of you
has given me reason

why I might be happier
doing what you say.

You don't have to fight
your son's battles, Marjorie.

Kids, can we get a move on?

Yeah.

And to be honest with you,

I don't know why want you to.

I'm not making him happy either.

It's a shame
you've never felt safe

in a family environment, Fiona.

I really hope that changes.

What are you doing?

Uh, no, no, I...

I thought I left something.
Where's Paul?

Marjorie took him to the farm
to get his stuff.

You okay, Dad?

Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm fine.

Why don't we get a cup of tea?

Thanks.

I'm sorry
I didn't tell you sooner.

I-I didn't want to
stress you out, and...

I didn't want to add
to the already half-dozen voices

trying to make me
change my mind.

My own included.

I hoped you would understand,

at least, you know, of everyone.

But, sweetheart, are you
not worried about the kids?

I mean, they're going to have to

return to their father
eventually.

I'm just afraid that this
might unsettle them.

They'll be fine.

Anyway, it's just for a bit.

You know, we'll see how it goes.

I still need
to work some things out.

Have you and Paul
actually talked properly?

Nothing would change.

It never does.

I just...

I think I need to go.

I need to...

I think I...

Oh, I don't know.

Oh, I understand, darling.
I... I absolutely understand.

I mean, after the trial,
I just wanted to get away.

I just wanted to
put it all behind me,

forget about it.

And rather like you, I was

not really prepared to go,
and...

See, that's where your mother
was great.

Your mother was
a fantastic traveler.

I mean, she was just interested
in everything.

She was the kind of person,
you know,

she was very happy to walk
through endless galleries

and look at any amount
of paintings

and actually enjoy herself,
you know?

Ha!

I thought I could do the same.

I thought I could be
more curious, more spontaneous,

take every day at a time
and move on and...

But I couldn't.

I couldn't.

I kept on thinking about
what I'd left behind.

I kept on thinking about
who I'd left behind.

You just can't run away
from something like that.

You know, all the things
that I did and everything,

it just felt like
a waste of time.

I think if I had my time again,

I don't think
I'd make that choice.

I don't think our situations
are all that similar, Dad.

Yes, but neither of us
are entirely blameless.

I mean...

you did have an affair, Fiona.

Look, Fiona...

You know, I expected this
from Paul,

and God knows I expected it
from bloody Marjorie,

but not from you.

I defended you.

I defended you to the guards.

I defended you to the courts.

I defended you to this family.

I never said a word about
how you treated Mam,

about how you ran around
with a woman half her age

before she died,

about how you ended her life
and kept it a secret.

I chose to understand.

I know, darling.
I know.

You know what?

Let's just...
Let's just leave it.

I just wanted to come home,
be here for you,

be here for the kids.

I just seem to have
made things worse.

You haven't.

Look, is there no way, Fiona...

Is there no way
that... that I can't help you?

Dad...

I know, I know. I don't want to
change your mind.

But there must be something
I can do.

We could just try. Why don't you
just stay for a day?

- Dad...
- Or two. Just to talk.

This is my marriage,
my decision.

I don't need you
to get involved.

I know.
I know.

I don't want you to go.

I don't want you to go.
I need you.

I need you.

Jim?

Fiona's agreed
to stay an extra day.

So you can talk to her
and sort this thing out.

What, she said this to you?

Are you gonna sit down
and talk to her?

Tonight?

- Yeah.
- Good.

So you won't be going
to the guards?

She's doing this
because I asked her,

and I am doing this because I
know you can't bear to lose her.

Paul, I'm counting on you

not to leave my daughter
high and dry.

So you won't be
going to the guards, yeah?

No.

Good.

And you get rid of that
bloody pipe, do you hear?

Look, all I was trying to do
is keep me family together.

Why would I hurt Paul?

I had no reason
to hurt Paul whatsoever.

And as far as I can see,

you haven't a shred
of evidence against me.

I mean, God knows
how you convinced a judge

to search me house.

This was uncovered in a search
of Paul and Fiona's property.

There are traces of blood,
DNA which we've yet to match.

We also found some fingerprints,
and they belong to you.

This is the weapon
that we believe to be the one

that caused the injury
to Paul's skull.

Now, obviously we can prove that
in the coming days

when we get the blood results
back from the lab,

but I'm hoping that you can
help expedite that process.

Are we going to find
Paul's blood on the pipe?

P-Pipe? I mean, it...
It looks like a tool to me.

I mean, you know,
Paul works on the farm,

you know, I'm around
the house all the time.

I could have put me hand on that
at any point.

The blood could come from...

This is gonna be
an awful lot easier, Jim,

if you don't wait for the lab

to tell me
what you already know.

Is this how you did it, Jim?

Is this how you killed Paul?

- Hey.
- Hey, thanks for coming early.

No worries.
Can I give you a hand?

Can we go somewhere?

Yeah.

It's just for a few extra days.

I need to sort some things out.

We have to have some
uncomfortable conversations,

But it's just for a bit.

We'll join you later
in a few days.

No, you won't.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize.
Just...

Just promise me, if you need to,

you'll get out.

Even if it's not with me.

Even if it's just
you and the kids.

If you need to get out,

don't wait, don't hope,
just get out.

Please.

I'm not your last hope
at happiness.

Nothing ever will be.

It's never too late.

Promise me.

Yeah, I promise.

Hello.

Oh, hello.
Fiona's just nipped out.

Yeah, no, I know that, yeah.

Um, it was actually you
I was coming to see.

Surely not.
Not even the postman these days.

What are you doing this evening?

You know, it's just that
Fiona has decided

to stay a couple of days

to talk things through
with Paul, and...

Okay.

Yeah, and, I, you know,

apparently they're gonna have
a chat this evening.

All right.

So I was just thinking that,
you know,

while they're at it,
the grown-ups could

go and have a bite to eat,
something like that.

What do you think?

Oh, I shouldn't.

You're not gonna turn me down,
are you?

Well, ah, well, where were you
thinking of going?

I mean,
I've nothing fancy to wear.

Oh, no, I'm sure I can find
somewhere for the likes of us.

- All right.
- Great.

Great, okay.

Well, look,
I'll let you get tidied up

and get the twigs
out of your hair and, uh...

Thank you, Jim.

No one's asked me out in years.

Calm yourself down
because, you know,

I can be really
boring company, you know?

Ohh.

I'm almost positive
you won't be.

Okay.

So I'm taking your mother out
for a bite to eat

so you and Fiona
can have a chat, okay?

- Okay.
- Jim...

I got rid of it.

So you don't have to
worry anymore.

Okay.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Okay.

Thank you.
You know, for taking my mam out.

She'll like that.
She'll enjoy that.

Look, Paul, just make things
right with Fiona, okay?

I've been playing football
way longer than you.

I'm way better.

Try again.

Oh, yeah!

See?
I told you.

Mam, look!

Mam?

Mam?

Mam!

Are you okay?

I hope you'll forgive me
for being terribly indiscreet.

Oh, here we go.

How have you found getting back
on the singleton bandwagon?

My husband, Matthew,
died 10 years ago,

and I'll tell you, at times,
it can be awfully lonely.

Yeah.

Lord knows, I was 10 years
younger than I am now,

but it's not getting any easier.

And to be honest,
I'm not getting any less...

Well, a withering rose
needs water.

Yeah, water, yeah.

That's right.

The world seems to think
that older women

just dissolve
after a certain age,

but it's not true.

Men, on the other hand,

are expected to rut away
until their dying breath.

Yes, well, I have to say,
Marjorie,

expectations seldom
match reality, you know?

You can't struggle
to find anybody, Jim.

I don't believe it.

It's not that...

I haven't really been looking,
to tell you the truth, you know?

Oh.

I was thinking of getting on
one of those websites.

Unless, that is, someone
in the nonvirtual world

wants to stake
their claim beforehand.

Um, I-I just need
to answer this.

I'll just make this
really quick, please.

Hi, you've reached Paul.

Sorry I'm not around
to take your call.

Shit.

I'm really sorry, Marjorie.
I'm very, very sorry.

I have to... I have to go.

Something...
Something has come up.

I just... I really can't stay.
So, uh...

It's nothing to do with this.

I'm very sorry.

Excuse me.

Paul Crowley didn't come in here
at all, did he?

What was his name, sir?

Paul Crowley.

Is he a detainee?

No.
I don't think he's a de...

There's times, you know,

when I thought maybe
it'd be better

if I just disappeared
down into the woods

near the church there.

You all right, sir?

The first thing
I want you to know...

You could not have stopped it.

We knew this was coming.

And I know it will be hard.

But it'll be better.

And it will be a relief.

I've put together a few things
that I want you to have,

that I want you to keep.

Paul!

Everything else is up to you.

I'm so sorry
I wasn't stronger for you.

I'm so sorry I wasn't
braver for you.

I'm so sorry I didn't have
the courage

to just let you go.

I loved you always.

But I cannot live with
the things I have to live with.

I hope you'll understand.

Tell the kids I'm sorry.

I'll see you soon.

Oh, Jesus.

Paul!

Paul!

Mr. Hogan, I believe you have
attempted to conceal the truth

and have failed to comply with
a proper guard investigation.

I have consulted
with a prosecutor,

and they are satisfied that
we have met the evidentiary bar

to charge you with the murder
of Paul Crowley.

I therefore will need to
place you under arrest.

I didn't kill him.
I didn't kill him.

This is madness.

I tried to save him.

You are not obliged
to say anything

unless you wish to do so,

but whatever you say
will be taken down in writing

and may be given in evidence.

You have the right
to consult a solicitor.

You have the right to inform

a friend or relative
of your arrest.

If you do not exercise
these rights now,

that will not preclude you
from doing so later.

Do you understand
everything I have said to you?

Come on, Paul.

Come on.