Temple (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Your patient's right on the verge
of stage-five renal failure.

Do you know where those organs come
from?

My only other option is to let her die.
I'm not gonna do that. She's my wife.

It costs money. Big money.

And you'll be dealing with people
whose trustworthiness

I can in no way vouch for, you know?

- I don't know where he is.
- Are you sure though?

She's already said she was sure.

- Hey, I know you.
- Really?

Yeah, you're Mercy King,
Sebastian's mother.

- And what is it that you want?
- You know what I want.



Same bloody thing I always have.

I had a nice night.

Me too.

- Can we just move on, please?
- I'm trying to ask a question.

- You've had your bloody moment.
- Excuse me?

- Eve!
- Dr Milton.

I haven't been very well lately.
Could you see me, as a personal favor?

No!

I bought it, I had it,
and now it's gone.

This is no good to me anymore,
so you might as well take it with you.

After tonight, I'm not gonna
come down here anymore.

And since I've done what I came to do,

I think this might be a good moment
to just go back to my own life.

Just go if you're gonna go.



Please, Daniel.
Don't.

OK.

- Chest pain?
- No.

- Chills?
- Yeah, chills sometimes, I suppose.

OK, you're gonna feel
a tiny bit of discomfort.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

You're thinking about your wife.

Yeah.

Put pressure on that. That's it.

I know how it feels.

Really?

I lost my child.

How?

Cancer.

He was four.

After that, I also wanted to die.

But I'm a coward.

I was afraid.

I never told anyone here about this.

- I'm so sorry, Suzanna.
- What I want to tell you

is that, with time, the sadness you feel
will become less,

and you will, not always but sometimes,

be able to live in the world
that other people live in.

Thank you.

Hey.

So, that number I got you,
did it work out?

Yeah, it did.

Call me when you have the results.
Cool.

Hey, this is Celine.
Leave a message after the beep.

Hey, listen, I hope
I'm not bugging you too much

with all these messages. I just...

I don't know. It'd just be brilliant,
if you could call me.

Oh, it's Lee.

Bye.

OK, that's it. Thanks, everyone.
Have a good afternoon.

Oh, Lee...

are you all right to meet Ferguson
again tomorrow morning?

- Ferguson?
- Yeah.

- Thought we were done.
- No, it seems another couple of things

have come up. He'll go over them
with you when you get out there.

- What time?
- Eleven.

- What's the problem?
- Nothing. I'm just a bit busy.

- Doing what?
- He's building a bomb shelter.

- Shut up.
- Lee, I'm proud of you that you seem

to have cleaned your act up
punctuality-wise,

but I'm still pretty baffled
by this uncommitted attitude.

- I am committed.
- Then act like it, for God's sake.

You're like a bloody teen.
Eleven o'clock tomorrow morning.

Get out there,
do the job you're being paid to do.

Almost there.

Thank you.

- Jamie.
- Yeah?

You haven't seen Dr S...
I mean, Daniel, have you?

No, is he in the lab or...?

No, he's not.
I got a bloody patient outside.

- This is completely out of order.
- Lee?

What is it?

I can't seem to get Michelle
on the phone.

Oh, same as me and this bloody idiot.
Keep getting his voicemail.

- Since when?
- Since yesterday.

Well, maybe she's busy.

- Could you check up on her?
- Oh, Jamie...

Please? I'd just feel a lot better
if I knew what was going on, that's all.

- All right. See you later.
- See you.

Dr Sutton-Greville?

The train gets in around 9.15,

so I'll call you from the hotel
about 10.00, all right?

Yep.

Thanks.

- How you feeling now?
- How do I look like I'm feeling?

I know I should be
more pragmatic about it, but...

Look, if you're disappointed,
you're disappointed.

Yeah.

I'm sorry it didn't work out.

I'm sorry I was so preoccupied with it.

That's OK.

- I've gotta go.
- Yeah.

Jack?

Let's do something together
when you come back.

- Like what?
- Like something romantic.

That sounds good.
I'll call you when I get there, OK?

I'm sorry, I'm afraid
we're about to close.

Oh, right. No...
I was wondering if Michelle was around.

Who are you?

I'm a relative.

Oh, that's right.
I've seen you here before, haven't I?

- Oh, that's right.
- Yeah, well, she's still in hospital.

- In hospital?
- Yeah.

- Well, is she OK?
- She's fine. She had her baby.

- Oh.
- A little bit premature

but healthy, as far as I know.
Royal Dukes.

- Sorry?
- That's where she is.

Oh, right. Yes. Well, I'll pop by there
and, pay her a visit.

Well, she doesn't keep you two
well-informed, does she?

What do you mean?

Well, her uncle was in here...
half an hour ago.

Ambrose, was it?

- Ambrose?
- Yeah.

Oh, Ambrose, yeah.

Well,
he didn't know she'd had it either.

Well, that's Michelle for you.
Anyway, thanks again.

No problem.

Well, we can't go see her
at the hospital.

So we'll just wait till she gets out,
and we'll pay her another visit then.

Hey, in the meantime, maybe you
should go back to Sebastian

and see if there's
any other names he can think of.

OK.

Look, can I ask you something, actually?

- Mm-hmm.
- Right, so after we've got him, yeah?

Him, the money, you do
whatever it is you want to do.

Well...

When exactly do I get to
make love to you?

- Make love?
- Yeah. I mean...

Look, we're in daily close proximity,

and I'll be honest, right,
it's beginning to take a toll.

Well, who said we had to wait
until it was done?

- You did.
- No, I didn't.

We've barely even discussed
our agreement

beyond that initial conversation we had.

Right, so we don't have to?

How do you want to play it?

It's exactly like I remembered.

Missed it so fucking much.
Keep riding me.

- I am.
- Keep riding me!

Will you shut the fuck up?

- Can I help you?
- Are you Jay Shah?

I'm Detective Inspector Moloney.
This is Detective Inspector Hall.

We'd like to ask you some questions
about a recent bank deposit you made.

- ...leave a message after the beep.
- Hello, Celine, it's me.

I'm just checking you
got my last message.

Well, call me back.

OK, then.

Fuck.

Anyway, I'm gonna have my shower,
get those things.

- Your magazines?
- Hum.

- Furry slippers?
- My face cream.

- Yeah, the cucumber one.
- Right.

Toiletries, underwear,
attractive bottoms,

your phone. Is there anything else?

- That's it, I think.
- OK, then.

- Now, bye.
- Bye.

- Actually, Mum, could you...?
- Oh, come on.

- Oh...
- Yeah.

You're gorgeous. Come on.

Mrs Wilson?

Here are Michelle's things.

- All right.
- And if you can bring back

any essentials you think
she might need, pajamas...

- Oh, we've already done a list.
- Ah, OK.

- Well, see you later then.
- Bye.

Hey. How you feeling?

- Good.
- Yeah?

- He looks happy.
- Yeah, he does.

- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.

Do you know where the clothes are
that I was wearing when I came in?

Jesus.

Dad?

Hi, Dad.

These plants are a disgrace.

I know.

How's college?

- What?
- Professor Kirby told me

she talked to you.

Yeah, well, she...
she seemed pretty concerned.

I'm fine.

Why didn't you tell me
this was going on with you?

I don't know, I suppose
I thought I was dealing with it.

And you had your own stuff
going on, so...

Sweetheart.

Yeah.

It is about your mum though?

I find the anger really hard
to deal with.

- Anger? At who?
- At her.

- Why are you angry with her?
- Cos she's a selfish bitch.

- Eve, come on.
- Well, she is.

She didn't care about how
what she did would impact us.

- Of course she did.
- How do you know that?

Well, she said so
in her letter, sweetheart.

An apology before the fact is worse.

It's like, "I know I'm gonna destroy
you, but I'm gonna do it anyway."

She would have died in any case.

Yeah, but at least she
wouldn't have fucking chosen to!

I mean, a letter?

I... I could've seen her face for one
more time and said, "I love you, Mum."

I could've said goodbye.

And that's what she denied me.

That's what she denied
the both of us, and I've... I've...

I hate her for it.

- Now, this, this is new.
- Oh, right.

But now that they've redrawn extension F

- to that depth...
- Yeah.

...we might be encroaching. Lee.
Lee, Lee, here.

You see that?

Yeah, that's in the... Well,
that may not be a problem, actually.

Well, can you check it out?

- Sure.
- Great. OK.

- Great.
- Ah, right. Now, where are we?

Yeah, there are the two slightly
more important recommendations.

- Oh, and... and this is from Geotech.
- Oh! I'm sorry, guys.

I'll just be a couple of minutes.

Guy's never off his bloody phone.

Hey!

Hey, sorry for being
so late in getting back to you.

No, no, that's OK.

So... listen, this is hard to say,
so I'm just gonna say it quickly.

- I'd rather you didn't call me again.
- Wha...? What do...?

No, you mean today or...?

No, I mean ever.
It's nothing to do with you.

- But it's the way I'd prefer things.
- Yeah, but why, though?

It's just the way
I'd prefer things, Lee, so, you know,

be well, and I'll see you around, OK?

Wait, wait, see me around?
Hang on a second.

- Now let's... here. Yeah.
- All right, Lee?

- Yeah.
- Good.

So...

Listen.

I'm afraid we're gonna
have to postpone this.

- What do you mean?
- Well, something's come up, and...

- We'll be done in 15 minutes.
- I know, but...

You can't wait 15 minutes?
What is this, life or death?

Well, from a certain perspective, it is.

- Meaning it isn't.
- Well, meaning

- it's still fucking urgent.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- No need to be aggressive, Lee.
- I'm not being aggressive.

I'm just trying to say I've got some
shit to fucking deal with, all right?

There's no need to use
language like that.

No, I'm not fucking... I'm... I'm...

- Lee.
- Fuck off!

Thanks, Dad.
That was really delicious.

My pleasure.

This is Mum's.

Why do you still have it?

I don't know. I... I...

I suppose I'm just not ready
to get rid of it yet.

Right.

I think maybe my problem is
there's this part of me that...

can't accept she's dead.

Right.

Maybe that's why I've been
running around so much lately.

So I don't have to face the fact.

- But it is a fact, Dad.
- Yeah.

You have to face it sometime.

I know.

What's this?

- Dad? What is it?
- It's nothing.

Really? It looks like something.

Aren't you going?

No.

- Why not?
- Well...

Given my circumstances,
I don't think I'd enjoy it.

OK. Yeah. Sure.

Right.

Unless you came.

Would you come?

Would I come?
Yeah, of course, I'd come.

I'd be honored to parade
the recipient of the...

George Manville Award
for Surgical Excellence on my arm.

What?

- Come here.
- What? Why?

Give me a hug.

I haven't had one in ages.

OK.

- I love you, sweetheart.
- I love you too, Dad.

- Shit.
- "Be well", and that's it?

No, right, now.
"I'll see you around", and that's it?

Is that all I fucking deserve?

- Celine!
- No, it's not.

- Then why's that all you gave me?
- Because I...

I didn't really want to have to do this.

- Which is what?
- Let you down face-to-face.

Look, can we take this outside, please?

I actually fell for you.

- Come on.
- No, I did.

You liked me, I know,
but in that short a time...

Who says it has to take
a specific amount of time?

I fell for you, and... I took the chance
of revealing myself to you...

- I...
- ...because you encouraged me to.

I know, I know.

And I'm sorry, but...

You didn't like what you saw?

- I'm not a fanatic.
- No, it's not about that.

What's it about?

I don't know. Look, we went out.
We tested each other out...

...to see if we wanted
to, whatever, continue

- which is what people do.
- I know what people do.

And it wasn't right.
I'm sorry.

Oh, I've really got to get back in now.

- Listen, just...
- No...

One more date.

Please.

No.

It's over.

I'm sorry, Lee. I wish you
every happiness, I really do.

But...

no.

Goodbye.

Guy comes in, buys 12 PCs with cash,

and that doesn't strike you as odd?

Does it strike you as odd that you've
asked me that question about 107 times?

I told you, he said it was for a school.

Rob,
can I talk to you outside for a sec?

- What is it?
- Do you mind if I head out for a while?

Why?

There's something
I want to follow up on.

OK.

- Sure?
- Yeah, well, this is

- obviously going nowhere, so...
- Well, keep at it, all right?

- Got faith in you.
- Do you?

- Yeah.
- Well, thanks.

- Thanks for being so patronizing.
- No problem.

Do you recognize this man?

No.

- Sure?
- No, I've never seen him.

Well, we suspect he may be acting

as some sort of go-between
between Michelle and Jamie.

Right, but you just suspect.

Well, strongly enough, Mrs Wilson,
that I felt compelled to ask you

to see if she's talking
to anyone out of the ordinary.

- She's in hospital.
- Yeah, but even on her phone

or, you know...
She needs to be protected from actions

that will certainly harm her in
the long term. Well, her and the baby.

- What do you mean?
- Hmm?

- What do you mean, the baby?
- Well, it's pretty obvious

that if she is judged to have been
an accessory or indeed yourself.

- My... Myself?
- Absolutely.

Then your guardianship of the child
will be severely jeopardized.

- Mum.
- Mm-hmm.

You took home the clothes that
I was wearing when I came in, right?

Yeah.

What did you do with them?

- Well... I threw your trousers out.
- You threw them out?

Well, they had to cut them off you,
didn't they?

I guess.

Why?

- No reason.
- There wasn't money in them, was there?

No, no.

Good.

Daniel.

I'm sorry, I couldn't get you
on the phone, so...

I wonder, could you...
could you give me five minutes?

Come in.

I saw Eve today.

We talked about her maybe...

moving back in for a while.

Well,
that doesn't sound like a bad idea.

- Yeah.
- What?

I don't know. She's so angry.

- At who?
- At Beth.

I didn't know how badly
it had affected her...

how tough a time she was having
dealing with it.

I mean, she's telling me this,
and I'm thinking,

"Jesus, if you only knew the truth."

I'm thinking that...
how could I do that to her?

I mean, how could I do that
to any of you? How deluded was I?

What about you?

What about me?

Well, the breakthrough.

Well, it's gonna have to stay
in my fridge for the moment.

And we didn't use it, so we can't
actually say it was a breakthrough.

Yeah, that's true.

I don't know.

I'll be happy to just go back
to my work, I guess.

Back to my normal life.

Yeah,
I'm looking forward to that myself.

Get a rest from the lying.

Is that awful?

No, not at all.

Well, you're going to have
all these conflicting feelings.

And in many ways,
this is the hardest part.

- What is?
- Saying goodbye.

Yeah.

Anyway...

- thanks for this.
- It's OK.

Thanks for everything.
I mean, you have done so much.

I just... I...

Thank you.

Shit, sorry.

It's OK.

- I'll see you.
- See you.

- Where the hell have you been?
- Went for a walk, mate.

Didn't go up top, did you?

No, I just went
round the tunnels and shit.

- Have you talked to Michelle?
- Yeah, she's in hospital.

- What?
- She's fine. She had the baby.

- She had the baby?
- Yeah.

- And is it a boy or a girl?
- How the hell should I know?

Oh, hey, fuck-face. Welcome back.

Fuck-face?

Didn't you know we had
a patient yesterday afternoon?

- Yes. Yes, I did.
- So, what was so important

- you couldn't actually be here?
- Lee.

- What?
- I really don't think this is the time.

For what? Reminding you
you have responsibilities to this place?

Because you and me,
we have an arrangement, Daniel,

which, I'm sure I have no need to remind
you, your wife's survival depends on.

Well, I'm not sure
that arrangement's gonna continue.

- Why not?
- Because she's dying.

- Your wife?
- Yeah.

And there's nothing more
I can do about it.

So,
what does the clinic matter to me now?

Well, it matters to me.

- Well, it no longer matters to me.
- Well, get the fuck out then.

- Lee. Lee!
- Shut the fuck up!

I always knew you'd just fuck off
whenever you got what you wanted.

I didn't get what I wanted.

Well, I knew you'd fuck off
whether you did or you didn't.

Doesn't it bother you
my wife is gonna die?

She was never gonna live.

Are you mad? It's a miracle
you ever got this fucking far, mate.

Lee, I'm gonna need some time
to figure out what to do with her.

Well, go and figure it out.

- Guys...
- Oh, shut the fuck up! I told you!

- You're the fucking same!
- What did I do?

See, fuck...

Neither of you have
any concept of loyalty.

You know, this place
could have been great.

It could... No, it still will be great,
right? It still fucking will

just as long as you two arseholes
clear the fuck out of it!

I'll give you a couple
of days grace, mate.

After that, you're out.

Does that mean he
wants me to leave as well?

Do you really think you and me
could work this time?

Why wouldn't it?

Yeah, I always felt,
because of the things we'd done,

because they were so... extreme...

- that we were bound by that extremity.
- Bound in blood.

Ah, that's right.
We've shared experiences.

What we did to Emmanuel, say.

- Trevor Thompson.
- Or Trevor Thompson.

That even the most constant, most
long-term lovers never had, you know?

And given the fact that the only
obstacle at the time was Sebastian...

- Man, he hated you.
- Well, that's what I'm saying.

And now he's out of the picture,
so it'd just be...

Excuse me?

He's not out of any picture, Keith.

No, but you know, so to speak,
is what I'm saying.

Mercy.

Understand something, Keith.

That boy is the center of my life.

And whatever position you have,
that I allow you to have,

whatever relationship, he will always be
the center of my life.

- Do you understand?
- Yes. Yeah.

- How dare you?
- I only meant...

How fucking dare you put it that way?

If you know nothing else about me,
you surely know that.

I do. You know I do.

The 40 minutes we waited
for the solicitor to come,

he didn't even open his mouth.

- OK.
- Except maybe to yawn.

Fucking waste of time.
Anyway...

There's someone inside
looking for you guys.

Ms Wilson.

Umm...
I just... wanted to give you this.

Whose phone is this?

- Hi, Simon.
- Hey, so on that sample you gave me.

You were right. What she has is
autoimmune hemolytic anemia.

- How bad is it?
- Well, for the moment, I think

a course of corticosteroids
would probably do the job,

but in the longer term, you're probably
gonna be looking at removing her spleen.

I've just emailed you the full results,
so you can see all the specifics there.

OK, thanks, Simon.

- Hey.
- Hey, Simon.

I'm just looking at those two reports
on the samples I gave you.

Right.
Is there something wrong with them?

Not at all. But I think I've spotted
something pretty extraordinary.

Well, OK. Well, how can I help?

You can do tissue-typing
for organ compatibility, can't you?

Is this kidneys again?
Sure, let me take a look at it,

- and I'll get back to you.
- Thanks, bye.

Dr Milton.

Hi, Suzanna.

I can't have an operation.
I told you I can't.

You can.

- You can if I perform it for you.
- You would do that?

- Yes.
- Why?

Well...

because I diagnosed it.

And you'll die
if it doesn't happen, Suzanna.

I don't want that on my conscience.

Thank you.

How much would it cost?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Well, except you can
never tell anyone about it.

And we'd have to go about it in a...

slightly unorthodox way.

So you'd really have to trust me.

Can you do that, Suzanna?

Can you trust me completely?