Tell Me Everything (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript

'Ever had a night that felt like
your whole life had led up to it?

'A night that got you
in a head-lock,

'knocked you down
and puked you back up again?

'The kind of night
you'd never, ever forget.

'I have.'

MUSIC: 'Everybody's Happy Nowadays'
by Buzzcocks

'Sometimes you have to force
the fun, to get out of bed,

'get your music on
and dance like nobody's watching.'

MUSIC CONTINUES

HE SIGHS

'I have to go out tonight.
Cos she's gonna be there.



'If she even knows who I am.

'Besides, Neve and Louis
rely on me to bring the fun.'

♪ Life's an illusion
Love is the dream

♪ But I don't know what it is

♪ Cos everybody's happy
Nowadays... ♪

'And if you can't bring the fun...

'..then buy it.

'I can do this. I CAN do this.

'Tonight,
nothing is going to kill my vibe.'

Jon Jo!

HE SIGHS

You off out?

I'm just... What gave it away?

The stench of Lynx.



Too much product in your hair,
and you're not in bed.

No.

OK, see you later.

Do you need anything? You got money?

Yeah. Beep!

And you're OK?

I'm fine.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm OK.

Your mam's on a night shift.

Try to get in before she does, yeah?

Have a good night, Jon Jo.

'OK? Am I OK?

'Let's not worry
about that right now.

'I'm fine. I'm unstoppable.'

Ah! Three weeks.
You disappeared for three weeks.

How could you do that to me,
Jonny Murphy?

Why didn't you just tell us
you were going away?

I mean, I don't mind.

I do.

So, uh, was Ireland nice?

Yeah. Top time.
Chilling with the cousins,

enjoying the Irish... stuff.

And you got back today?

Yesterday...

Sort of.

Foggy brain, jet lag.

What we got?

From pineapples,
some nice little selection.

Some vitamin K.

Shit, Zia's coming tonight.

A couple of hug drugs and balloons.

Hey, do you remember Zia?
She was at Tom's.

She smiled at me.

Ooh!

You two aren't gonna go mad tonight,
are you?

Oh, define mad.

It's just, we start college the day
after tomorrow. That's big.

It's like the first day
of our futures.

Or, as I like to call it, Monday.

Oh, Louis, Neve's right.

Yes, OK, Monday's a big day,
but there will be another

first day of term,
then another, then uni,

then you'll have your first day

working as an accountant
or whatever. The end.

Ah. Great (!)

I promise we won't go mad.

Right, now, come on!

'OK. So this might not
look like the best night ever,

'but just once a year,

'the last weekend
of the summer holidays,

'Welwyn Garden City,
with its intricate little hedgerows

'and tree-lined boulevards,
goes fucking mental.'

Look, Louis, it's our
favourite ride, the waltzer.

Dodgems.

Who's she?

What, Regan?

Ooh, Regan, is it?

No, no, she's cool.
I work with her at the store.

She's a proper laugh.

Wait. Is she at Grangers?

Yep. Eastsiders.

I wonder if she knows...

..Zia.

They're going, they're going,
they're going.

WHOOPING

SQUEALING

CRASHING Oh!

CRASHING

Sorry.

Come on.

What you doing?
Making friends.

What...

We've already got friends.

We need more friends.

Regan... Regan!

Hi, how's it going?

Uh, good.

We work together at the store.

Oh. Isaac, is it?

Jonny.

Are you staying on
at Grangers for Sixth Form?

No, we're going to Parkway.
Oh, cool.

I mean, yeah... No, sweet, same.

So...

I'm Neve, by the way.

You were in the paper, weren't you?

Oh, you're famous, Neve.
Highest grades in WGC.

Um, and this is Louis.

Uh, we've met.
You've changed since Tom's party.

Thought you were, like, 12 then.

No, I had a spurt...

Like a growth spurt.

Stop talking, Louis.

See you up the hill later?

Yeah.

Bye.

Oh! We're going up the hill!

Move in, penises.

Why are your heads so stupidly big?

I can take it.

If you want?

Thanks.

Oh, it's locked.

All right, try to look like humans.

Uh, thanks.

Do you know how many people
probably die on these each year?

I bet it's a lot.

RIDE MUSIC BLARES

WHOOPING AND LAUGHING

Are you coming up the hill?

Yeah, I'm just...
I'm just waiting for these.

SQUEALING

Not again.

GIGGLING

Maybe see you around.

Oi. Oi!

Right, scores are in for tonight.
Neve?

4.7.

Ooh!
Louis?

0.0.

Higher than I expected. Jon Jon?

4.8.

Yes, mate. Almost the perfect score
for our final night of freedom.

51-year-old male collapsed,
unconscious...

ETA of seven minutes.

Dad?

'I'm OK.

'I am OK.

'That's what I've been
saying my entire life,

'and the only person
who knew the truth... is gone.'

Where were you last night?

Out.

I understand. Thanks for calling.

They think it was
an aortic aneurysm.

It's where a blood vessel
in the heart...

Bursts.

HE SIGHS

I am so sorry.

Jonny and I have had a good chat.

I've explained
that he needs to step up,

and I do, too...

with Dad gone.

I'm gonna just, uh, lie down.

Benedict needs constant visual
and spatial stimulation,

and the pop-ups
didn't really pop up.

They just sort of
leaned out from the page,

and that isn't really popping up,
is it?

No. No, it's not.

Would you give me a minute?
Uh, excuse me.

HE VOMITS

Actually, my colleague
is our pop-up book specialist.

Oh!

Which one?

Any... any of 'em.

Right. Come on, let's go.

Hi, Isaac.

It's Jonny.

I was... joking.

Unicorns.

What?

SQUEAKS
'I like to be squeezed.'

How are you feeling?

Why?

Any carpet burns?

Helter-skelter.

Oh, um... no.

'Would you give me a cuddle?'

WOMAN SCREAMS

Oh!

Are you OK?
Don't go in there.

Have you seen him?

I just can't believe it.
I think this is shock.

It must be. What do you think?

You know, last night, I thought

I was going into denial
then I realised

I just hadn't thought about it
for a few minutes.

Where do you think you're at?

I'm at the
"my best mate's dad has just died,

"and I'm worried about him" stage.

Oh, same. It's just, you know,
that on top of this.

I don't know how
I'm gonna get through it.

OK, morning, everyone.
I'm Miss Brady, or Lorna.

This isn't school,
and you have the pleasure

of being my tutor group
for the next two years.

Lovely to see
all your smiling faces.

Timetables are here. If you don't
know what you're looking at, shout.

Who's Nifemi?
It's Neve.

Oh, yes.

I'm expecting great things from you,
Neve, after your results.

DOOR OPENS

Hello. And you are?

Uh, Jonny. Jonny Murphy.

You're a bit late, Jonny,
Jonny Murphy.

Not the best start.

My dad died.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Recently?

Yesterday.

Think she's a bit into me.

Jonny, what are you doing here?

Uh, getting an education.

Striving, achieving and succeeding.

Well, shouldn't you be grieving?

Isn't that the guy whose dad died?
Yeah, that, too.

Do you want to get some popcorn?

I'm worried about you, Jonny.

I'm fine.

Hi.

You were at the funfair.

You crazy, too?

No. No, my dad died.

Oh.

Snap.

Wow, both got dead dads.

Please, come in.

So, um...

Sorry, is this your chair?

No.

Well, yes, but it's fine.

I'm the acting college counsellor.

I'm doing a diploma in counselling,
part-time.

I usually teach media studies.

Oh, I was gonna do media studies.

Oh, you should have done.

Yeah.
Yeah.

So... how are you?

'Shit. I knew there was a reason
I never wanted to see a counsellor.

'This is the moment
where I could be honest

'and say that
I've always been a bit... sad,

'even before Dad died,

'or admit
that I've been lying to my mates

'about where I was all summer.

'Or I could just fake a smile
and pretend that...'

I'm OK.

That's good.

So will this be
like a weekly thing or...?

It can be.
Great.

Regan, hi.

See you later.

Hi.

I just wanna say sorry...

about all the sick.

Jonny, your dad... died.

Oh, word gets around.

You posted it on your Insta.

Oh, wow, I didn't know
you followed me.

I don't know what to say.

It must be awful,
what you're feeling.

Uh, if there's anything
I can do to help?

Well, do you
want to come to the funeral?

I mean, you'd be really welcome.

My mum says that
I can invite friends.

Uh, cos it's a celebration of
a life... and a funeral, obviously.

Do you wanna come?

Uh... OK.

Great! OK, well, it's a date, then.

Well, not a date.

It's happening on a date,

which I will tell you
so you know to come on that... date.

Yeah.

Good, great. OK.

'I think I've discovered
a new stage of grief...

'..the horn.

'I wondered if I'd feel
some strange shit,

'wondered if I'd feel... anything.

'But this...

'Lose a loved one
if you want a permanent boner.

'Even on the day
of your dad's funeral.'

Nice to see you.

You must be Jonathon?

Jonny.

Where's the other priest?

Oh, he left.

Right. Gone to do
some missionary work, has he?

I think he's in Ruislip.

Oh, right.

Nothing to do with him
paying his altar servers

to wank him off
for a tenner, then, was it?

Beg your pardon?

I'm joking.

You know what it's like.

Recently bereaved,
head's all over the place.

Right.

No, he used to wank himself off,
but still got paid, though.

So easy gig, really.

Are you OK?

CAR HORN BEEPS
W...

Oh, excuse me. Dad's lot.

Flown all the way over from Ireland.
Big family.

Catholics.

Jonny Murphy.

Last time I saw you, you were
in your pants on Derrynane beach.

Hi, Orla.

Sorry about your da.

Thanks.

How old are you now?

I'm 16.

Hmm, all grown up. Bet you look
better in your pants now.

Jonny.

Who's that?

That is Orla. It's my cousin.

Well, second cousin or something.

She's a bit... full-on.

But have you seen, uh,
have you seen Regan?

Regan? From college?
Mm-hm.

Is she coming?

I didn't realise it was a plus-one.

I could have invited Zia.
Really?

You two look great. How about me?

Your dad would be really proud.

Oh, well, let's get a photo.
Come on, let's do it.

Lou Lou, get in.

Nice! Westsiders.

Good luck, mate.

See you in there.

CAR HORN BEEPS

Jonny seems to be doing
really well, doesn't he?

No, Louis. No, he doesn't.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Welcome on this sad day,

when we commemorate the life
of John Joseph Murphy.

Before we begin the service,

I think John's son, Andrew,
would like to say a few words.

HE CLEARS THROAT

John -

father, husband.

Respected publican
and member of the Welwyn community.

But perhaps John's
most incredible achievement

was in mentoring
many aspiring licensees

through the brewery's internal
fast-track training programme.

'Who on earth is he talking about?

'Dad was usually a bit pissed,
always first up for karaoke

'and decked a traffic warden...
twice.

'And he was also the only person

'who could ever make me feel
like I wasn't completely...

'..alone.'

And he was my mentor,
my harshest critic.

Sometimes brutally so.
He was my father.

Are you not having a drink, Lou?

Don't you know your own son at all?

I don't drink, Gareth.

I know, but if you wanted to,
it is a funeral.

YOLO.

We are so sorry.

Thank you for coming.

Timmi wanted to be here, but she
just started her first placement.

Gosh, don't worry.
She's doing so well.

Did Nifemi tell you
that her sister studied at Harvard?

Yeah, she's the best, isn't she?

Drink anyone?

Hey.

First time?

What?
Funeral?

Yeah. Um, no.
My gran died when I was four.

I don't... remember it.

Well, thanks, you know, for coming.

I couldn't really say no.

Well, you look nice.

I'm getting picked up soon.

I should wait out the front.
No.

They're more than welcome
to come in for a drink.

Beer? Beer? Yeah.

Jonny, d...

Slow down a bit, yeah?

Mm-hmm.

You Jonny's girlfriend?

Me? No.

Her?

Oh, don't know. I'm Neve.
Orla.

Your Jonny's cousin, right?

Second... I think. God knows.

Everyone's related
to everyone else in Kerry.

Sounds like Jonny
had a good time with you all.

When?

During the holidays,
when he was over?

In Ireland? He kept that quiet.

He... He wasn't there?

Not with us.

Must be another part of the clan
I don't know about.

MUSIC: 'If I Should Fall From
Grace With God' by The Pogues

Come on, one dance, come on.

Our first dance.

Thanks for asking me, but I...
I've really gotta go.

What are you doing?

I thought...

Uh, Jonny, this is Lizzy.
My girlfriend.

He's in a bit of a state.
His dad just died.

Sorry. Nice suit.

Let's go.

Jonny?

What? I'm fine.

GLASS SMASHES

You're so brave.

No, I'm not.
Shh!

You are brave, strong...

Well...
Hey!

Silent.

Yeah, I'm probably a bit
emotionally vulnerable right now.

No, I like that. It's hot.

OK. Are we first or second cousins?

Second, at least.

Right, remind me, is that wrong?

I'm no expert.

Fuck it!

We've had the pub since before Jonny
was born, but John ran it, really.

I still work a few nights
a week at the hospital.

Let me get you a drink.

Oh, no, I shouldn't.
Too much beer, not enough exercise.

OK, well, something else, then?

MOANING

Jonny Murphy!

What the hell are you doing?

It's all right,
we've figured it out.

We're at least second cousins.

Get upstairs.

Well, I'm not five.

Upstairs. Now!

Oh, mate,
I'm done with this shit party.

This is shit, this is shit.

If he was here, he'd have it going.

Come on, drinks are on the house,
yeah?

SMASHING

SMASHING

I'm going out.

'OK. That was a bit extra, I know.

'But I think I've got things
under control.

'Probably a good idea,
getting some fresh air.

'Yeah, I feel calmer already.'

Argh!

Jonny!

Oh, hi.

What's going on?

Evening stroll, a bit of screaming,
the usual.

I mean,
back there with your brother?

And Orla?

Oh, I get it, you're jealous.

I'm not jealous.

Yes, you are, cos you two get
about as much sex as that priest.

We don't care
how many cousins you fuck

or girls you make a dick
of yourself with.

Your dad is dead,
and you've barely said a word.

Oh, he's dead,
I'm sad, it's fucked me up a bit.

Are you happy now?
But it's not just that.

You disappear for weeks,
you lie about where you were.

I know you didn't go to Ireland,
Jonny.

Is that true?

What happened, Jonny?

Over the summer, where were you?

You can tell us, we're your
oldest mates, and we're here.

We're always here.

Yeah, what are you here for?

Huh? You think that I'm fucked up.

Is that what you think?

Jon Jo... argh!
Oh, my...

Don't fucking call me that.

Only my dad gets to call me that.

'So you want the truth.

'This is where I was all summer.
In bed.'

JOHN: Jon Jo, can I come in?

You can't stay in bed all summer,
Jon Jo.

It's the funfair tomorrow.

Looking forward to it?

Have I ever told you what my dad did
when I didn't get up for a week?

He threw me in a lake off a boat.

Yeah, you've told me.

So, come on, grab your trunks,

and I'll lob you
into Stanborough lakes.

Come on, Jon Jo.

I've forgotten how to swim.

It's too hard.

Drowning.

I just think, maybe just...

stop...

..stop fighting it.

Let my lungs fill up and burst
and just stop fighting.

I think you're forgetting something.

Look over there.

Who's that fella on the inflatable?

It's your dad, look.

He's brought you some armbands...

and a Calippo.

HE LAUGHS

Come here.

Life will always find a way
to drag you under, Jon Jo.

So you've got to learn
to swim like a bastard.

Jonny.

How's your head?

It's fine.

Do we need to talk?

Well, I've got college.

I know I'm not your dad,
but, Jon...

..try to have a good day.

HE BREATHES SHAKILY

Don't jump.

Did I just save your life?

I wasn't gonna jump.

What you doing here?

You following me?

Can you just do it online
like a normal stalker?

You're not the only sad,
messed-up depressive

who needs a place like this,
you know.

Hey, we could have a chat.

We could talk.

I don't want to talk.
Shame.

I don't have anyone else
I can talk dead dads with.

Something tells me I can trust you.

Not many people get it, do they?
HE SNIFFS

Are you OK, Jonny?
Why the fu...

What you doing?

I was asking if you're OK.

Yeah, you're too close.

Please?
How are you, Jonny?

I'm OK. Please come back.

You can tell me the truth.

I'm OK.

You don't sound it.
I am.

Do you push everyone away?

Yes.

Yeah, I do.

All right? Everyone.

Everyone.

Like I pushed my dad away.

Last time I saw him,
he knew I needed to keep talking

about how low I felt all summer,

and he gave me every chance...

..and I was too busy pretending
I was fine, and I pushed him away.

And now I've got no-one to tell.

To say that I'm not OK.

HE GASPS

Oh! Oh, fuck!

SHE PANTS,
HE STRAINS

What just happened?

Do you see how close it is?

It's never far away for us,
the "not OKs".

Makes life worth living.

I'm not like you.

Everyone's a bit like me, Jonny,
if they really think about it.

I'm Mei, by the way.

So how do we think
Larkin's title relates

to the actual poem?

Anyone? Neve?

DOOR OPENS

Late again, Mr...

Jonny, Jonny Murphy.

But if it's easier to remember,
just call me Dead Dad.

SNIGGERING

Dead Dad.

It's Isaac, actually.

Are you gonna
keep your clothes on today, Isaac?

Guess what I am?

A dick?

Ah, you guessed already.

Lou Lou, hit me.

What?

Go on, it's what I deserve.

No, I... I can't hit you.

I can.

Look at him, Lou Lou.
You gonna talk to us, hmm?

Instead of getting off your face,
shagging your cousin

and punching your best mate's face,
hmm?

Yes, yes.
Promise, promise?

HE GROANS,
ALL LAUGH

So, what happened over the summer?

Nothing.

Nothing?

No, I was tired,
and the weeks just went.

It's not important.

It is.
It's not.

Not as important as this.

HE GRUNTS

No!

Yeah!

Fountain. Come on!

THEY CHUCKLE

Swim like bastards.

SQUEALING

'Maybe Dad was right.

'If I swim hard enough,

'I can at least pretend
everything's gonna be OK.

'Even when it isn't.

'It really, really isn't.'

MUSIC: 'Feels Right'
by Biig Piig

♪ So keep up

♪ And do you promise me
That you'll honour me?

♪ Don't give up... ♪

PHONE BUZZES

♪ Cos it feels right

♪ And if I follow you

♪ I know that I should hesitate

♪ But it feels right

♪ And just the thought of you

♪ Gives me the taste
I know I'll crave

♪ But it feels right

♪ And if I follow you

♪ I know that I should hesitate

♪ But it feels right... ♪