Hard Sun (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

Renko persuades a newspaper to publish the Hard Sun dossier. The government shuts the story down, but Renko and Hicks must investigate a killer for whom the "Hard Sun Hoax" is very real.

DCI Hicks, Elaine is joining us as
your new DI.

- Is she working for you?
- Absolutely not.

You're the Renko that got stabbed,
right?

- Hello, Daniel.
- Hello, Mum.

We have just been told to withdraw
the surveillance.

Jesus, what is on that flash
drive?

Yeah, but how long
does it say we've got?

Five years.

I need to talk to my wife.

Charlie, is that you?

Who is this?



I think you know who we are.

Is it true?

Yes. Which is why I'm
asking you to help me.

I need that flash drive.

No.

He's gone back to the public call
box on Exeter Place.

Unit Two, you're prime to intercept.

Hicks' residence.

I haven't got it.

I'm sorry? Is that Charlie?

Can you say that again? The line's
bad.

Renko took it. It's gone.

Well, Charlie.

I don't know what to say.



If that's the case...

then I really can't help you.

I'm sorry.

I'm looking for Will Benedetti on
news.

- Yeah, he's just over there.
- Thank you.

Will Benedetti?

DI Renko. We spoke.

Can we talk somewhere private?

No...

Christ!

I don't get it. Why come to me?

Your name's on the website. You
answered the phone.

So you need to listen. Really listen
to what I'm saying.

They're killing everyone who's seen
it. Everyone. Which means you.

So if you want to protect yourself,
you need to run the story.

OK. OK, I can... I can do it. I can
do that.

But I'm going to need the full
dossier, everything you've got.

I can't do that. I need to hold
something back.

But I can give you enough.

I need to retrieve the Hard Sun
file.

You have a copy on a flash drive.

I need you to tell me where it is.

I already told them 100 times.

Elaine... Renko took it.

Took it where?

My name is Elaine Renko.

If you are watching this, I've been
murdered by the British state.

During the course of a recent
investigation,

my colleague DCI Charlie Hicks and I
came into contact with

a classified government file,
codenamed Hard Sun.

I know you love your family,
Charlie.

So as a mother...

and a daughter...

please don't make me do this.

Where's Elaine Renko?

I don't know.

I see.

Come on, now. Just stop it. Turn
it off!

It's not like you're giving me any
choice, Charlie.

If I don't get back that file, can
you imagine what will happen next?

The anarchy? Come on!

Why would you unleash that?

Help me.

Please...

Help Simone and Hailey.

And if not, then for God's sake you
help your baby.

Tell me where to find Elaine!

I... can't!

Start with the wife.

Simone Hicks?

Mrs Hicks, this is Detective Chief
Superintendent Mark Donnellan.

What's wrong? Is Charlie OK?

You leave her alone.

She... she's pregnant!

Not for long.

Simone Hicks?

DS Angie Jones. You spoke to my
colleague.

What's going on?

Can you come with us, please?

We need to talk about Charlie. It
won't take a moment.

What's going on?

Is Charlie OK?

- All right, that'sthat's enough!
- Where's the flash drive?

I sent Elaine to a dead drop. Call
it off.

- What dead drop?
- Call it off!

Where?

A loose brick in an alley. Now
call it off!

What alley?

Behind the anarchist book shop in
Stroud Green! Now call it OFF!!!

You're lying, Charlie.

Where are we going?

Last chance!

Simone's dead.

You are watching her die! You are
killing your baby!

HE ROARS Do it.

Be alert, we have an incoming Code
Yellow.

- Stand down!
- Code yellow, incoming.

Stand down!

In order to protect myself, DCI
Hicks and our loved ones...

I've made a partial version of the
Hard Sun dossier available

to a newspaper of record.

- What newspaper? Trace it!
- I'm already on it.

The state will do its best to
suppress

the release of this information.

Anticipating this,

a full copy of the Hard Sun dossier
will be kept with this statement.

The flash drive was accessed here.

This dossier contains a complete
record

of the British State's Civil Defence
Emergency Planning

related to the Hard Sun event...

This is a police raid.

Do not touch your mobile phones, do
not touch your computers.

Including plans for dissident
control,

- the imposition of martial law...
- Where's Will Benedetti?

And provisions currently under
way for the establishment

of internment camps.

If any harm should come to me,

to DCI Hicks or to any of our loved
ones,

this statement and the complete Hard
Sun dossier will then be

released to the media and the
internet and would be undeniable.

Whatever you read, remember, I have
much more.

This has been described as
"possibly the greatest hoax"

"of its kind since the Hitler
Diaries."

How do you feel about that?

Well, obviously not great.

Look, the truth is I was offered
something too good to be true.

But in the moment, I had to balance
urgency and time pressure

against what I considered to be the
public's right to know.

So I made a call.

And in retrospect, do you think
you made the right call?

Well, it was a call that cost me
my career and my reputation,

if that answers your question?

Will Benedetti, thank you for
being on Hard Talk.

Perhaps inevitably, despite or maybe
because of these disavowals,

the Hard Sun hoax has given rise to
its own socalled.

"Truther" movement.

On certain corners of the internet,
you can

find as many conspiracy theories as
there are stars in the sky.

Did the now discredited file refer
to a meteor? Or a comet?

Or, perhaps a catastrophic solar
storm?

- Daniel...
- Well, that's it...

You know it's after hours. Back to
bed, please.

Thanks for watching.

Every government agency is
preparing for the Hard Sun...

Humanity's days on Earth are
numbered.

We have 1,800 days,

and our governments are spending
those days lying to us.

The first question to ask is - would
the Government lie to you?

And the answer is of course.

As far as our governments are
concerned,

this topic must remain above Top
Secret.

Reality is broken, the truth must be
hidden.

And the masses need a teaching

proportional to their limited
knowledge.

These fictions are necessary for the
people,

and the truth becomes deadly to
those whom

they believe are not strong enough
to contemplate it.

They're doing it, them in there. MI5.

They take the truth and fold it into
whatever shape they want.

They turn a leak into a conspiracy
theory.

It's like, I don't know, origami.

Nah, nah.

They think they've got it all sealed
off, but they're wrong.

It's out of the box, and you can't
put it back.

You see, the people who believe in
it,

all the freaks and the nutters, the
religious fanatics

and the psychos,

they're all going to come crawling
out the woodwork.

You know, it just makes my head
hurt.

You know, I feel like I've got to
just cram it all in.

It's just like I'm forcing myself to
remember everything, you know,

every detail.

Cos I know that soon, it's going to
be gone.

I mean, all you want to do is
protect the people that you love.

So how are you supposed to deal with
it, knowing that you can't?

All right, knowing that no one can?
Ever.

Five years.

What's the point?

What's the point? The point is -
everything you love is here now.

That is all that matters.

The funny thing is, is that
there's only one person that

I can talk to about this on this
entire planet.

And that's you.

I mean, I am lying to everyone on
this Earth...

but you...

You shouldn't come here.

It's not being watched.

That you know of.

Did he tell you his wife left him?

No.

Of course he didn't. No.

So what is taking so long?

Lack of evidence. There's nothing
to suggest that Hicks killed Butler.

- He's sleeping with the man's wife.
- That's motive, not evidence.

Then find some evidence.

Honestly, what does it matter?

In your head, you've already
convicted him.

It matters because we cut you a
deal!

We keep your son out of prison, you
bring us Charlie Hicks.

Are we clear?

Sorry, Dad. It's Charlie.

Erm... you carry on watching.

- Hey. It's really late.
- I know, I'm...

I'm sorry. I got caught up with
something.

How's Hailey?

Yeah, she's great.

She did have another barney with
Rochelle, though.

What about?

Whether God has a willy?

Apparently, he doesn't because he's
not a boy.

That's good to know.

How are you? How's the bump?

- She's kicking right now, actually.
- Yeah?

Well, you know why that is, don't
you?

She wants to come home.

We'll come home when you tell me
what's going on.

- Hey. Nothing's going on!
- So who were those people?

Look, I told you. They were...
They were coppers, all right?

They were police. Look, how many
times?

Look, there was a threat to my life,
and for about five minutes,

it seemed credible. But it was
nothing.

Look, Simone, I don't know what else
to say.

The kids are safe.

And you're safe. And we're all safe.

Look, erm... I've got to go.

Hailey's going to call you tomorrow.

She wants to talk to you about her
project. It's about spiders.

Yeah, yeah, OK.

Listen, erm, give my love to your
mum and dad, yeah?

Good night, Charlie.

Go and kiss Hailey for me.

And the bump. Give the bump a kiss.

The bump says good night.

All right, good night.

Charlie, it's late.

Hello, mate.

What are you doing up?

Erm, er, rowing practice.

- Rowing?
- Yeah.

Since when?

Since, like, a term or something?

You, er, you had a proper
breakfast?

Not yet.

Right, how about I do you some
eggs and then I give you a lift?

- How's that?
- Yeah. Yeah...

All right, good man, come on.

- Morning.
- Morning.

You all right, boss?

Sorry. Bit of a scare with the
baby.

No! Everything all right?

Yeah, false alarm. Braxton Hicks.

It's a bit early for that, innit?

No, they can come at six weeks,
Braxton Hicks.

- Says Keith, father of hundreds.
- Six.

- Six?!
- Yeah, we live in a shoe.

Simone all right, though?

She's fine, mate. You know how it
is.

Right, let's, er, let's do this.
What we got?

Dominic Vaughan and Sabina
Kesinovic, husband and wife

- and business partners.
- Yeah? What kind of business?

Sunstride PR. Corporate Public
Relations.

- Reputation management.
- What, we got a list of clients?

George and Herbie are looking into
it.

Is there any interest groups their
work might have offended? Political?

- Environmental?
- Checking that, too.

Any kids? Family?

No kids. Workaholics. He's got no
family to speak of.

Hers live in Denmark.

We're notifying them via the
Roskilde police.

Right, let's walk it through. What
we saying?

He came in from what, the back door?

Using an electric picklock -
professional locksmith tool.

- Traceable?
- Nah. You can get 'em anywhere.

Mr Vaughan tries to protect his
wife. Our boy beats him down.

He breaks Mr Vaughan's arms and
legs...

And makes him, y'know...

Watch.

So, what are we thinking?

He's lost some traditional male
status role -

husband, father, provider.

So, he's looking to reassert his
identity as a man,

to be physically and sexually
dominant.

All right...

so he's a dick.

Right, this was planned,

he knew the house, he probably knew
the victims.

And it seems like their lives
revolved around their work,

so... well, let's start there.

Happy birthday!

Wow!

- Thank you.
- I didn't buy it. I made it.

You did not make this?!

No way!

Can you read what it says?

Well, why don't you read it to
Mummy, hey?

My mummy is kind. My mummy drives
a car.

My mummy...

Your mummy needs to answer the door.

Chris?

What's up?

Nothing. I just, erm, popped by to
give you this.

It's just a birthday card, but many
happy returns.

Life begins and all that.

So where are the kids?

They're upstairs,
getting ready for school.

Fair enough.

Well, give them a kiss from me.

Tell them I'll see them soon.

Have you been watching the news?

What news?

The Hard Sun.

Chris, honestly.

Is this the thing that you keep
sending me the links about?

I haven't got time!

What is it?

Nothing.

It doesn't matter.

Happy birthday.

See you in a bit.

Oops. Sorry. I was miles away!

No worries. Wait. Is it Mari?

It is, yeah.

My god! How are you?

Um... I'm great! Thanks.

Books for your course?

Er, yeah. Er, essay on Milgram.

"Obedience To Authority."

Listen, I was so sorry to hear about
Alex.

That's very kind.

How are you bearing up?

Yeah. Good, really.

Thank you.

Well... it was nice bumping into
you.

Yeah, you, too.

Are you still friends with Charlie
Hicks?

I see him every now and again,
yeah.

I wonder, could you give him a
message from me?

She said she knew me. I've never
seen her before.

Who was she? Did you get her name?

- Well, I don't know who she was!
- Well, what did she say?

She gave me a message for you.

What message?

She said, "Renko knows what you
did to Alex Butler."

"And why."

Charlie?

Charlie?!

Yeah. Yeah, no, I'm here. Sorry.

Listen, I'm just on my way to a
thing at the moment.

- Can I call you back in a bit?
- Well, who was she?

I don't know. But I'm sure it's
nothing.

I'll call you back when I can, OK?
Bye.

Problem?

Yeah. Yeah, it's just Simone, my
wife.

I think she knows something's wrong.

What am I supposed to tell her?

That's easy. Tell her a lie.

Yeah, well, I don't want to lie to
her. I love her.

Hello. Your call cannot be taken at
the moment,

so please leave your message after
the tone.

Sorry for the delay. I was on a
call.

DI Renko... DCI Hicks. And you
are?

Maggie Sweeting. Group Account
Director.

Is there a problem? Are we in
trouble?

Both of them? How? Was there a fire,
or...

I'm sure this must come as a
shock.

- An accident?
- But we do need to ask some questions.

Absolutely. Yeah, of course.

Erm... except, I feel a bit, erm, I
ju... I need to, erm,

splash my face, if that's OK, some
cold water to...?

Of course.

Can you believe our Maggie's 40?!

I don't want to! What age does
that make me?

Anyone?

Cheers, babe. It's a bit early
for me, love.

Why don't I put the kettle on?

Cake!

What time are we picking
up the kids, Geoff?

I'd better go now.

Chris?

No! No, no!

Sit down! Sit on your arse!

God!

My god! Chris!

My god, Chris, don't hurt them,
please! Don't hurt them, please!

Say a word to the police, one
word, I end them all.

Do you believe me?

Yes! Yes, I do! Yes,
I do, I believe you!

My god, please, yes, I believe
you.

Cos we both know that you lie,
don't we?

Have you heard about
Dominic, by the way?

Chris, no!

I made him feel what it was like.

Crying like a baby, he was,

begging me to stop,

while I had his wife.

Funny enough, that was the first
time I was ever unfaithful to you.

You've got half an hour to get here.

I can't... I can't do that! I
can't!

Don't make me do that!

It's maybe not all puppies and
rainbows between the victims.

They jointown the company,

so they're pretty cagey about the
personal side of things,

but it turns out Sabina was
consulting a divorce lawyer.

On what grounds?

The usual.

So who's the husband getting busy
with?

A colleague called Maggie
Sweeting.

So I had a gander at Maggie
Sweeting's inbox

- and it turns out the husband...
- Exhusband.

Well, estranged husband, is,

I wouldn't exactly say howling at
the moon...

He sent her a dozen emails a day,
mostly web links.

- Web links to what?
- Hard Sun.

It was a hoax they pulled on the
news a few weeks ago -

a conspiracy to cover up the end of
the world as we know it and all that

but he seemed a bit woowoo for it.

All right. So, we need to know
more about the husband.

Does anyone here know where Maggie
Sweeting's gone?

No.

No, no, no.

Surprise! Happy birthday, Mum!

Happy birthday, Mum!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday.

Where are they? Where are the
kids?!

Where have you taken them? Where are
they?

They're playing.

Don't hurt them.

Don't, please.

God, please, Chris! Please don't
hurt them!

Not going to hurt them.

I could never hurt them.

They're what I live for.

But there is no future, so...

I'm just going to help make them
sleep.

No, don't say that! No, please!

Please don't, don't say that! Don't
do that, don't!

I can't let them suffer through
this.

No mum, no dad. I can't.

God. Chris! Chris! Please!

Well, there's no point in you
crying now - you did this to us.

You ended our family!

Threw it all away.

You got what you wanted.

I hope you're happy.

Chris! Chris, please!

What can I do? What? What? What can
I do? Please, please!

I'm begging you. I am begging you,
please, please!

What can I do?

You remember the place where we
made Jessica?

So what've we got?

I think we're safe to confirm an
interest in the Hard Sun thing.

Yeah? How much of an interest?

Erm, well, he's definitely a fan.

The husband's Chris Chapel,
selfemployed joiner.

Company went bust in 2012.

He and Maggie separated last year
and he's taken the kids.

Look, we both know how this goes.

What, we trace his phone signal,
deploy armed response

and a hostage negotiator?

Yeah, but that won't work.

I've seen it before - he kills his
kids, he kills his wife.

And then he kills himself cos that's
what they do, men like him.

They kill the people that they love
because they're scared

they can't protect them.

Boss...

I can't set that process in motion

knowing that it ends with two dead
children.

I can't do that.

All right, so?

So...

I've got Keith, tracking her
mobile.

She's heading out of London - out to
the sticks.

I don't follow.

Look, I'm saying that
we do this - me and you.

- Alone?
- Yeah.

What, with no backup?

We haven't got time for that.

Now, it's either me and you or it's
everyone,

and if it's everyone,

we might as well kill those kids
ourselves.

Elaine, trust me.

Where are we going?

Nowhere nice.

Are you going to take that?

No.

It's not important.

Hello, your call cannot be taken
at the moment,

so please leave your message after
the tone.

OK, we're getting close.

Stop!

Back up!

Where is he? Where's Chris?

Do you want your kids to live? Adam
and Jessica?

Then where is he?

We've come here to help you,
Maggie, but we don't have much time.

Where are you?

Outside.

I'm out the front.

Come here.

Now.

Can I just say something?

I need to say it for me.

Please just let me say it.

I am...

I'm so sorry, Chris, I...

and I know what I did to you.

I'm tru... I'm truly sorry.

You... you deserve better.

Chris! Chris!

Chris, what do I do? Please!

Please, tell me what to do.

Come here!

No.

On your knees!

It's OK. They're asleep.

They're drugged.

- Shush!
- Daddy!

- We're police.
- Daddy!

Daddy!

Aggh!

Help!

Look at you, you prick!

You sad, sad wanker!

Take the kids, circle back to the
car

but don't call it in until you're
safe.

Just do it.

Come on.

Adam! Jessica!

- Are we lost?
- No. Shush!

Where are you?

You need to be quiet now, really,
really quiet.

You tell me where you are! Right
now!

- Right now!
- I want to go home.

- It's OK.
- I want my mummy.

- Adam, do you want to make me angry?
- It's all right, shush.

Cos you're going to be in so much
trouble, you and your sister!

I want my mummy.

- Adam?
- Shush!

OK, Jessica, you stay here.
Hide here, OK?

I want you to be quiet, really,
really quiet.

Don't make a sound, don't move.

Daddy!

Adam! Don't watch this! Don't
watch!

Run away! Run away now!

- Adam, stay where you are!
- Don't, Adam. Daddy's sick.

You go find Mummy, find Mummy, OK?

Adam!

Adam!

You stay where you are!

Stay right there! I'm almost done
here.

Don't make me come looking for you!

Oi!

Bell end!

You're killing him!

Charlie, his kid's watching, his
kid's watching!

- Mummy!
- Jessica!

Jessica!

You were right.

There'll be more like this when the
news gets out - The Hard Sun thing.

Yeah.

You should talk to Simone. Tell
her the truth.

Yeah? And what's that?

I don't know. Make something up.

Just talk to her.

Charlie! What are you doing here?
What's happened?

I've been in the country.

I hate the country.

It smells and things live in it.

Look, I just want to say one thing,
all right?

And then I'm going to go home, I'm
going to have a shower

and play on the Xbox.

Yeah, I bought an Xbox, by the way.

OK.

Listen, what I've got to say, all
right,

I'm not trying to be a caveman.

It's not a man and woman thing.

It's a love thing.

Does that make sense?

Simone, look at me.

You are safe, because I will protect
you, no matter what.

You, Hailey, and the bump.

And as long as I draw breath, no one
will hurt you ever...

and if they try... well, I'll kill
them.

I need you to understand that.

OK.

So, when do I get to bring you
home?

How about tomorrow morning...

please?

Tomorrow sounds good.

Boss?

Evening, Renko.

What do you want?

To make your life easier.

What's that supposed to mean?

You wanted evidence. I'm sending
it through now.

Shit.

My god!

You've got him.

Mum, it's all it is,

I saw this thing on the news,

this... this thing about the sun.

And then, the next day or whatever,

people all over the TV were saying
it was like a mistake or whatever.

And that makes sense, because...

I've got this thing, in my head.

I look at their eyes when they say
it's not true...

and I think they're lying.

I've been thinking about it a lot,
actually.

It's kind of been keeping me awake.

It's just like, why would they
lie...

you know?

But, yeah.

Guess you're at work or whatever,
so...

I'll speak later, yeah?

It's Daniel, by the way.

Bye.

Daniel? You've got a visitor.

It's not your mum. Sorry.

Daniel?

Such a pleasure to meet you.

I'm Jamie. I'm here to listen.

No one is ever going to sing your
favourite song ever again.

- I hurt someone - that's my confession.
- Who did you hurt?

I shouldn't trust you cos you're a
liar.

Keeping a secret is... it's quite
stressful.

Forgive me, Charlie, for I have
sinned.

We've got the same problem.

Elaine Renko.

Come on, Dennis...

for the love of God.

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