Born to Kill (2017): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript

Kathy?

My dad, he's not dead. He's in prison.

- What for?
- Murder.

Peter Liam George Shelton.

I'm sorry.

- What's this?
- Sam got it for me.

- Hello, Sam.
- Dad.

Look, they're the same.

I'm getting out.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Take a seat, Sam.



You know, I don't
really need to be here.

It's to please my mother.

You feel good when you please her?

Yeah.

She's a worrier.

What about pleasing your father?

It's clearly important
to you to see him.

I want a good relationship
with him, you know, naturally.

Can you think why your
mother might be concerned

about your relationship with him?

It's hard for her to accept
I can make my own decisions.

She's got good reason
to worry, hasn't she?

No.

- No, it's all cool.
- Really?



Your mother told me about the stealing,

the lying.

I'm 16, Helen.

Going through a phase.

OK.

So there's nothing
special about you then?

You're just like any other teenage boy.

Very ordinary.

Yes?

What?

Don't look at me like that.

Like what, Sam?

Down on me.

You're looking down on me. Don't!

You expect people to look up to you.

Why?

You agreed to engage with
the whole session, Sam.

What was the question?

How do you feel, knowing
your father is a murderer?

Fine.

He's paid his debt to society.

OK.

But what about James,

the man he killed? What
are your feelings for him?

I didn't really know him.

But you remember him, don't you?

He looked after you with your mum

when you were young.

So you forgive your father, then?

Forgive my dad for what?
He didn't do anything to me.

He abandoned you.

No, he didn't.

You sure about that?

If anyone abandoned me,

it was my perfect mother out there,

with all her lies,

pretending he was dead

and not letting me have him.

You don't think

he knew that by killing James,

he would go to prison
for a very long time?

That's what I mean when
I say he abandoned you.

You hadn't thought of it that way?

Can I have a word with your mum?

Go and wait in the car, Sam.

Take a seat.

So,

what do you think?

OK,

there are traits that concern me.

Right, go on.

It's only an initial assessment,

but Sam's idolization of
his father worries me.

He shows no empathy for the victims,

for James, for you.

He has no interest in
other people's feelings.

So, like his father? A psychopath?

We don't call people of Sam's age that.

How can he be treated?
I'll find a way to afford it.

Jenny, if this is who Sam is,

it's a part of him that
can't just be cured.

But...

But there must be something,
there must be some help.

I will get Sam a referral.

Realistically, it would
be about managing him,

showing him that empathy can
work in his own self-interest.

And that will keep him safe?
Keep other people safe?

It's our best course of action.

The other thing to take into
account is, Jenny, Sam has you.

Hang onto that.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's your dad.

- I'm out.
- What?

- Sam? Sam?
- Nothing.

Dad, I just can't believe
she lied to me again.

Dad, she told me you
were still in prison.

Did she? No, I'm out.

- You're actually out?
- Yeah.

When will I see you?

I'm just getting a few things together

and then I'll text you, tell
you where we can meet.

OK, yeah, great.

And do you still want me
to come and live with you?

Well, we can talk about that, can't we?

But listen, not a word to your mother.

- All right?
- No, of course not.

- OK.
- I've got to go now, OK?

- OK.
- It was good speaking to you.

- You too.
- Bye for now.

Bye.

That was Chrissy.

Are you still coming to Kathy's funeral?

Absolutely.

Bill wants to be there for you.

So...

Do I get to go to
prison to visit my dad?

That was the deal, wasn't it?

I'll call and make the arrangements.

Chrissy, we're going to be late.

Can you help me with this?

Yeah.

I could never do this.

There we are.

Let me look at you.

- Lovely.
- Yeah, I'm good at funeral wear.

Sorry, that was childish.

What time will you be back?

It's not as if you knew the woman.

Go and wait for me in the car.

All right, Dad.

You know it was the nurse,

the nurse that looked after you so well.

- Well, that's her job.
- Yeah.

And that's why I came
back here, to look after you.

- But every single time...
- Oh, you didn't have a choice.

You were on your uppers.

All right, yeah.

Being honest, it was partly that.

But I wanted to be a good son,

and I thought that Chrissy
should have a grandma.

She's turned out all right.

Despite her mother.

Right, two weeks.

What are you talking about?

I'm going to stay here
another two weeks,

I'm going to organise you some
outside help, then Chrissy and me,

we're off.

I have loved you, Mum.

I still love you.

But I love Chrissy more.

I can't have her living in this poison!

- How will I manage?
- I'll set it all up.

You'll be well looked after.

Bill!

I can't believe she went like that.

There are more painful ways to go.

Pancreatic cancer, for example, or...

a landmine injury.

She was young and she died, Sam.

That's sad.

I'm Blaine, Kathy's brother.

When she was a wee girl,

she wrote a little poem for our

granny when she passed away,

and I'd like to read
that to you, if I may.

"When we are weary and
in need of strength,

"when we are lost and sick at heart,

"we remember.

"When we have a joy...

"When we have a joy
we crave to share... "

- Where are you going?
- To see Chrissy.

My dad got out today.

Really?

My mum thought she could
lie to me about that as well.

Anyway, he rang me.

I'm going to go and meet him.

- Do it. Go.
- I will.

- Hi.
- Hi, hi, it was good of you to come.

Yeah, look, I'm...

I've made some decisions

- about moving forward.
- Right.

- I'm going to look to renting a place.
- Leaving your mum's?

Yeah, yeah, it's...

It's for the best.

Oh, I'm going to stay
in the area, you know,

I'm keen to stay.

Chrissy's settling in at
school now and, well, I've

hopefully made some connections.

I'd like to be around for you, Jenny.

I feel like we've really got something.

Look, I know it's early days but...

This is really nice, Bill, but...

It's a really difficult time right now.

I have to concentrate on Sam.

Oh, the braided dyneema.
Good strong stuff.

- Can I get four metres of this, please?
- Yeah, sure.

- Here.
- No, I'm... I'm all right, thanks.

You look like you needed it.

Remember you're at a funeral.

Yeah, I'm sorry. You're right,

this is inappropriate.

Chrissy, could I have a quick
word with Sam, please?

Yeah.

- Enjoying yourself?
- Yeah.

You know you're doing
your mum's head in?

- Yeah, well, it swings both ways.
- No, she's your mum.

Now, look,

I know you've got a lot of tough
things going on right now

but you've got a choice
here. You're a smart lad,

you've got a lot of
things going for you.

Is this the standard
speech to delinquents?

- I'm just talking to you, Sam.
- Yeah, because you fancy my mum.

Because I don't want my
daughter mixing with a thief.

That chain you gave Chrissy,
you stole it, didn't you?

- I didn't steal it.
- And your mum told me about the watch.

Yeah.

Now I can't have Chrissy

getting involved
with this sort of stuff,

so, for everybody's sake, cut it out.

Do you hear me?

Yeah, no, I hear you.

It won't happen again.

Good.

Then we can all get along fine.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hi.

Hi.

It was good of you to come.

Well, I know that she nursed my gran.

Most people are cowards at funerals.

I'm not.

I know you've been through a lot.

Chrissy,

I know you really like

Sam, well, you like each other...

But he has some very serious

emotional problems,

- problems relating...
- To his dad?

Yeah?

But I'm there for him.

It's good that somebody is.

I don't think you've...

Excuse me.

Wait, Chrissy, listen
to me. Listen to me!

Do not make the same mistake
I did and give yourself up

- to somebody who is not capable of...
- I'm not you!

And Sam is not his dad.

Wait, Chrissy, Sam is not...

Like you even know him.

Oh, Chrissy.

What's up with you?

Your mum just told me
I shouldn't be with you.

What?

Hey, come on. Let's just
get out of here, OK?

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Brian?

I'm so sorry.

Kathy used to wear a crucifix?

She did, her mum gave it to her.

Do you know where it is?
Did you find it in her things?

No. It's strange, I
can't find it anywhere,

and I turned the flat upside
down. Why do you...?

- I'm going to go meet him now.
- Serious?

More than that, I'm
going to go live with him.

What?

Would you?

You've only just met him.

He's just got out of prison,
you'd leave your mum?

Yeah.

And you'll really like him,
when you meet him.

- Me? Meet him?
- Yeah. Come with me now.

OK, maybe one day.

But

if you live with him, if you
move, are me and you still...?

Of course we will, but that's the point.

My dad will get that we're in love,

and he won't try and
stop us. Just come.

Sorry.

Bill? That gold necklace
that Chrissy's wearing,

did Sam give it to her?

I've just been talking to him about...

No, just answer me.
Did he give it to her?

Yeah.

He stole it,

I'm certain. There's no way
he could've afforded it.

- Jenny, what's the matter?
- It's Kathy's.

- Kathy's?
- She wore it every day.

And the only way he
could've taken it is if...

- Jenny?
- Sam! Sam!

Sam, wait!

It's not going to happen.

You go and meet him,

drop me off at mine.

Whatever happens,

we'll still see each other, right?

Can I come to yours
for a bit, before I go?

Course.

- Sam!
- Jenny, talk to me!

Sam! Sam!

Come on, what is it?

I think he did...

- I think he did something.
- Jenny, what are you saying?

Did what?

I think Sam killed her.

I think he killed Kathy.

Chrissy's with him!

- They can't have gone far.
- Let's go to your house first!

What's he doing here?!

Oh, for fuck's sake.

- Hi, Gran.
- I don't want him in my house.

I don't know how you stand her.

Who do you think you're smirking
at? Come back down here!

It's not up to you, Gran.
I live here as well.

Not for much longer.

- What are you on about?
- How am I supposed to manage,

and where's your coward of a father?

What?

Stop slagging my dad off.

And what you said about my mum

- at Christmas, I'm not having it.
- Ooh, tell her Chrissy!

You know, just cos you're old

doesn't give you the right
to talk about people like that.

Oh, you nasty thing!

Look, I told you,

I don't want him here!

Stop it, Gran! Get off me!

Gran?

Gran?

Shit, Gran, Gran!

Gran?

Shit. She's hurt, she's really hurt!

- Here we go.
- Gran?

- Chrissy, let me help her.
- Gran! Do you hear me?

- Chrissy. I've done life-saving.
- She's really fucking hurt!

- Gran?
- I know, I've done life-saving.

Can you hear me?

Just checking her pulse for vital signs.

Help me.

Margaret, love, can you hear me?

Please, please, please.

Margaret, love, can you hear me?

- Come on! What?! What?!
- Almost there.

Gran!

Please...

She's gone.

What?!

- What?
- She's dead, Chrissy.

She can't be!

No, she can't be dead!

Hey, it's all right.

- No, it's not.
- It's all right, it's all right.

- Oh, no.
- Look at me, look at me.

- I'm here for you.
- Get the fuck off me!

- Shh.
- Stop touching me!

Shut up!

It's all right!

No-one needs to know you did it!

They don't even have
to know you were here!

Chrissy. Look at me.

We need to go.

OK? OK? Are you with me?

Will you please, please let go of me?

Chrissy, we need to go, OK?

I... I need to ring 999.

No, you don't.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

There's nothing you can do to help her.

If you stay...

you're going to get the blame
for it. Do you want that?

- No.
- No?

No.

We need to go now.

We're going. Come on.

Come on. Shh.

Shh.

Keep trying, Sam.

Shit.

Chrissy!

Mum?

Mum!

I'm sorry, Bill.

Oh, Jesus, Mum!

Oh, Mum!

Oh, Jesus Christ!

Mum!

Chrissy!

Chrissy, are you here?

Chrissy!

Where are you?

She's not there!

Police, please. It's my daughter.

She's a missing teenager in
serious danger of harm by a male.

His name's Sam Woodford.

Yeah, 14 Maythorn Road, Rigby Heath.

OK.

Can you think of anywhere
they might have gone?

Peter got out today.

But Sam doesn't know that.

Are you sure he doesn't?

Where's he living? Could
he have taken her there?

I- I don't know.

Oh, come on, Jenny, are
you protecting him?

- Huh? Both of them.
- Protecting him? Why, why?

I'm the one that told you what he did!

I'm just trying to stop
him from doing what he...

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
- I'm gonna call an ambulance.

Hi, yes, ambulance, please.

Hey, Dad.

I think we're close now.
Yeah, we're here.

How much further is it?

It's OK, all right.

OK, I'll keep a lookout for it.

OK, bye.

Chrissy, no.

N- n-no, no, no.

I said don't answer it.

- Sam.
- I'm gonna keep this.

Come meet my dad, OK?

There he is. Dad. Dad!

- Dad.
- Hey.

Where's your things?

I had to leave my bag
behind but it's OK.

Who's this?

We didn't say anything
about bringing anybody.

This is my girlfriend.

Her name's Chrissy.

Chrissy, it's my dad.

It's OK.

What's the matter, love? You
look really upset. You all right?

Her grandma just died.

Well, I'm sorry.

Nice to meet you.

Come on board.

- It's OK.
- It's OK.

Watch your step.

Here you go.

There's sugar in it.
That's good for the shock.

You look

so much like my wife did
when she was younger.

Why did you bring her?

I wanted you to meet her.

Cos we're together...

...and we're in love.

Love?

The real deal, huh?

Chrissy, what are you doing?

I'm going! Sam, I'm going!

Stay, we need to stay together now!

Let her go, let her, we don't need her.

Dad, I need to talk to her.

I just need to make her see, OK?

Get out my way!

All right, go on, go
on after her, go on.

Don't be long, huh?

Chrissy.

I've got to go back, I want my dad.

Wait, wait...

It's too weird,

- I don't know what I'm doing here.
- He likes you.

My dad really likes you
and you can't go back.

- What about Margaret?
- I'm going to tell them.

You can't tell them.

It was your fault, Chrissy.

You did it, you can't
pretend you didn't.

- I didn't... didn't.
- Chrissy,

you're a killer.

You killed Margaret.

It's all right,

because we spoke about it, didn't we?

How much you hated her.

I understand you and you understand me.

What are you talking about?

You don't have to feel bad about it.

I killed Cathy.

And it's OK...

...because now me and
you are the same, you see?

So, we should stay together.

You and me, we've found each other.

What are you saying? You...

- You killed...
- Cathy.

Nobody knows.

It was so simple.

Come back with me.

You're sick.

You're sick.

You're fucking sick!

You were at her funeral,
didn't you feel...

You don't, do you?

You don't feel anything.

I am nothing like you. Nothing!

You're sick, you're fucking sick.

Chrissy!

Chrissy!

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no!

Chrissy!

You said you got me.

Only you understood me.

You love me.

You love me!

How could you think that now?

Sam, please. Please, Sam!

Sam, what the fuck? Please, no!

- Sh...
- Sam!

Sam!

I don't need you.

I don't need you.

Go on.

Go.

Just fuck off! Fuck off!

So, he gave his girlfriend
a necklace like

thousands you could
buy on the High Street.

But it's Cathy Gillander's,
I know that it is.

Your daughter's probably
just out with her friends.

She hasn't got any friends
except for Sam Woodford.

Do you think I want this to be true?

This is my son and I love him,
but he killed her, I know that he did.

Chrissy's life is in danger
and you have to believe me!

Officer, there's something
you should see here.

- What is it?
- Can you see there?

Looks like a possible carotid
artery compression to me.

Those are fingermarks.

Right, we'll get cars
out, comb the area.

You all right to come with us, sir?

You stay here, madam.

I'm so sorry.

Can we get two cars, urgent,
to Maythorn Road, Rigby Heath.

How soon?

Give us a few minutes and
I'll see what I can do.

Well, you took your time.
I thought you'd taken off.

Is she not with you, then?

She decided not to come with us.

Girls, eh?

Be better without her.

Stick to plan A.

Dad, we need to go.

Yeah, all in good time.
We've got to prepare.

- Don't upset the schedule.
- But, Dad, we need to go right now.

There's no hurry, all right?

She's going to tell them...

...about something I did.

What do you mean?

That you hurt her?

What is it?

She's going to tell
them I killed someone.

Unless...

Did you?

Sam?

Come here.

Come on.

It's OK.

It'll still work, hmm?

Hey, do you see that?

There?

Untie it.

That's the way.

I always tie it with a slip hitch.

That's it, push off.

Put your back into it.

Yeah, that's the way.

You just need to be quick,

and move the boat, all right?

Come on. Get down
below deck, out of sight.

Sam?

Hello, Jenny.

It's Peter.

Honey,

don't hurt them. Is Chrissy OK?

What have you done
to... Don't you hurt her!

So far, they're fine.

It'll all go well, if you do as I say.

Meet us at jetty number three
down out by the river barrage.

Yeah, yeah, I'm...

I know the place.

- Good.
- OK, I'm on my way.

And don't think about
involving the police.

No, no police.

Keep it that way,

because if you call the police,

it'll all end very, very badly.

I love you, Jenny.

I said, I love you.

Say it back.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Good.

Sighting on the Richley bypass.

- A teenager, female...
- There she is!

Stop the car. Stop the car!

I don't understand where
he's gone, where his dad is.

- I don't know where they are.
- OK.

There're just...

- Chrissy!
- Dad!

- Stay back, sir!
- Hold on, let me pass.

- She's my daughter! She's my daughter!
- Leave him. It's all right.

- Dad!
- Are you all right?

- Did he do anything to you?
- I didn't mean to hurt Gran

while he was around,
but she fell and then...

- She was dead.
- No, no... Look at me, look at me.

It wasn't you, it was him.
All right? It was him.

It's all right.

You're safe now.

I've got you.

I've got you. That's
all that matters now.

Shh. It's all right.

Peter.

Where are they?

Are they all right?

I'll give you what you
want if you let them go.

Hello, Jenny.

It's lovely to see you.

Come on board.

I said come on board.

Sam, are you all right? Where's Chrissy?

- What are you doing here?
- It's just us.

- What?
- She ran away, Mum.

We're not supposed to be here. This is

- supposed to be just us, Dad.
- Shut up.

- Why are you saying that?
- He doesn't want you, Sam.

- He wants me.
- I'm not coming back to you!

I'm staying with Dad. He understands me.

- He loves me.
- Oh, dear.

- Well, you've got that wrong.
- Sam...

Dad...

I knew she'd come after you.
She can't help herself.

Sam, get off the boat now.

Run, now.

Sam, get off the boat.

Sam! No! Sam! No!

Come here.

Fuck you!

- Did you catch anything?
- No, not yet.

I think it might nip me.

Ew!

Hey!

Look, you've got an actual fish.

Oh, well done! I'm
going to go and get a jar.

All right, he's got a little one,
so not too big, all right?

Well done! Well done!
I can't believe you did that!

Hey, Sam.

Sam, come here!

I'm going to fucking cut you.

Sam!

Come here. Get up.

No!

You look tired.

- Motherhood's aged you.
- Fuck you.

It's all right.

You'll be beautiful again.

I'll make sure.

No! Sam, no!

No!

Sam, no! No!

Open your eyes.

Look at me. Look at me!

That's it.

That's it.

Shh.

I had to, Mum. I had to to save you.

I remember he tried before.

Tried to drown me.

And he wanted to kill me.

Sorry.

I tried really hard to protect you.

It wasn't your fault.

You weren't strong enough.

But you don't have to be
strong any more, Mum,

because I'm a man now.

I'm all grown up.

And I'm not going to hurt you.

I can take care of you now, properly.

I'll put the kettle on.

Yeah.

Tea or instant?

Tea.

Put this around you.
It'll keep you warm.

What would I do without you?

Give me a hug.

It's all right. It all makes sense now.

I'll be fine.