Tin Star (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Comfort of Strangers - full transcript

Jim wakes up after a drunken blackout to find his daughter, Anna, has disappeared. Elsewhere, Whitey decides to tidy up a loose end.

Chief.

- Everything alright?
- Sure, Chief.

- Key.
- Sure, Chief.

You doing okay, Chief?

- Just open the fucking door.
- Alright. Got it.

And stop calling me fucking Chief.

Anna?

Anna?

Where the fuck is my daughter?

She not in there with you, Chief?

Where is she?



- I don't know, Chief.
- You don't know.

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

I... I was outside the whole time.
She didn't come out.

- You were outside the whole time?
- Yes.

Yeah, I mean, like,
I went to the washroom.

Oh, so you weren't outside
the whole time?

I mean, I guess not, but...

You find my fucking kid!

Hey, hey!

- You alright?
- Drive.

- Fuck me.

- Did you see the size of that?
- What was it?

- I dunno.
- Oh, my God.

- Must've been about ten foot!
- You saw it?



- I dunno what I saw.
- What did you see?

- I dunno. Did it growl?
- A bear?

- We're in Canada.
- Fuck!

Yeah, there“s a bear sign, right there.

Oh! HE LAUGHS

You alright?

You're bleeding.

Do you want to pull over?

It's just a scratch.

I got a first aid kit in the back.

- We could stop.
- No.

- Who you calling?
- Dad.

Where is he?

I have no idea.

Hi. This is Chief Worth.

Leave me a message. Thanks,

Could... could you drop me at Handy's?

Randy' s?

Yeah, on Main Street.

The bar?

Why? You looking for someone?

Where are you going?
You're going the wrong way.

- Am I?
- Yeah, town“s in the other direction.

- Is it?
- Just drop me here, I can walk back.

What, with a bear on the loose?

He fucking hit me.

Bigger picture.

Bigger picture.
I could file an assault charge.

- There's a teenage girl gone missing.
- I was gone for two fucking minutes, D.

What does this bed say to you?

What do you mean,
what does the bed say to me?

Which box do we tick?
Voluntary or involuntary?

How the heck would I know?

Does it say, 'Teenage girl arranged bed
to make it look like she was in it

so she could sneak out
to meet boyfriendT

Or does it say,
'Teenage girl dragged out of bed

- kicking and screaming'?
- Oh, for fuck sakes!

No one was dragged anywhere, OK?
I took a lousy piss and this...

- Did you try calling her, Chief?
- Straight to voicemail.

- Have you seen my mobile?
- We're going get this sorted.

We have a few hikers gone missing
each year.

Where's Lehane?

He's on his way.
No sign of forced entry.

Yeah, well, doesn't rule out
abduction, does it?

Abduction, Denise.

I would have heard something.
I w0uld've heard a struggle, a scream...

You abandoned your post.

Randy's you want to go to?

Alright, I'II turn round.
It“s no worries.

The name's Whitey, by the way.

You're English.

S0 are you.

There's a tonne of us out here
for the refinery.

- What about you?
- Oh, my God! It's you!

The... the... body-popper!

That was, um...

- There's no words for it.
- ...amazingly weird.

She's probably gone to see her mum.

Then why'd she sneak out the back?

Because I stuck your idiot fucking
boyfriend on the door to stop her

- doing anything stupid like that.
- He's not my boyfriend.

From now on you get to drive
the fucking golf cart.

Where's Anna?

She... she's having trouble sleeping
so I let her have a lie in.

Who are you?

Who am I?

Who are you?

I'm your husband.

Which one?

I miss him.

Jack.

You haven't called me that in a while.

Ah, you're hurting me, love.

Where's Anna? I want to see her.

Boyfriend getting shit-faced, is he?

It's Dad.

At least I think he is.

I'm sorry to hear it.

Um. thanks. For... rescuing me.

Anytime.

How come I get to drive this shit-heap?
The kid drives the fancy wheels, huh?

I'm not made of money.

Where the fuck is he?

In Randy“s getting rat-arsed.
You get the bag?

It's complicated.

I don't like complicated.

Well I can“t just grab it off her,
can I, Frank?

Then she'd know.

I got to act natural.

Wait till she ain't looking then
get it off her without her noticing.

- How long“s that gonna take?
- Blame Johnny.

And count yourself lucky you've
got me to clean up after his mess.

So what, she found a Cigarette butt?
What does that fucking prove?

It's got your DNA all over it.

I've got no motive.

Maybe not.
But I do. I'm your only alibi.

Fucking little bitch.

Lehane has your cell.

- What?
- Randy just handed it in.

What?

You were at the bar last night.

So Lehane says that your phone
is full of texts from Anna

wanting to know where the hell you were.
Where were you?

- Is this a fucking interview?
- It can be.

Wait here.

Fuck.

Oh!

Fuck.

Holy shit Ia marde.
He just remembered that he's married.

Fuck.

Where am I?

What's wrong?
We were just having some fun.

Come on. SHE SCOFFS

You had better remember my name,
motherfucker.

Where am I?

- The rez.
- What?

The Reserve.

Where's my gun? Hey?

What happened to that guy
I brought back here last night?

Huh? The little firecracker.

Where's my fucking gun?

Hey?

Do you think I'm a whore?

My name is Jaclyn,
you goddamn fucking son of a bitch.

And you said you were going to help me.

Help you?

Don't you remember last night?
You told me you were going to help.

Holy shit.

Fuck off.

Anna.

Jesus fucking Christ. Fuck.

Where's Anna? I want to see her.

So where were you?

Hey, baby!

Cunted, was he?

Your dad.

Yeah, he“s an alcoholic.

How long since the last bender?

Three years.

Twelve Steps?

The fat lot of good.

We came here to make a new start.

He stopped for my little brother,
but then...

And now I suppose I'm not enough.

My mum always used to say

'A sober alcoholic wouldn't give her son
away for all the whiskey in the world.

But give her one drink
and she'd sell him for the next glass.'

Your mum's an alcoholic?

Always was. Always will be.

What's left of her.

Point is, we can't trust 'em.

Much as we love 'em.

Why don't I take you home?

Home's 6,000 miles away.

Anywhere you wanna go, then.

I don't care.

What the fuck are you doing?

Follow me.

Let's go.

'Fuck you.' Sent at 2:21 a.m.

Last missed call was... let me see.

She made, four, five, six in total.
2:20.

Why is she texting 'Where are you?'

Went out for a beer.

- When did you get back?
- Dunno.

Constable McGillen says that
you got back to the hotel after six.

Constable McGillen is a cunt.

So you have no idea where you were
between the hours of three

when you were seen leaving Randy's
and six when you got back to the hotel?

My daughter has been missing
since midnight last night.

So you can't verify your whereabouts?

I was blind drunk.

Could she be trying to punish you?

Maybe staying with a girlfriend
or something?

She doesn't have any friends.

I forced her to come here.

I got a splitting headache.

- Will you help me find her?
- Nick, painkillers.

What am I, the pharmacist now?

I can't get E Section's air support
or any other additional resources

until she's been missing for 24 hours.

My son was murdered.

We're going to need your
computer as evidence

and I need you to sign off
on these medical forms.

We done?

Is he fit for duty?

Would you be?

Two can play Dad's game.

Why should I be the only one
who isn't in a fucking coma?

I'm not Ietting anyone down.

Why is this happening to us?

A few days ago we were a
nice, normal family.

Hm. With a dad like yours?

An alkie, I mean.

None of this is your fault.

I used to think
if my mum loved me, she'd stop.

But she didn't.

- What happened to her?
- She“s in a home.

Bloody nice one, mind.
Costs an arm and a leg.

That's why I'm here.

I can earn a packet as a
vac truck driver.

Doing the 12 hour shifts plus overtime.

Yeah, hope she's grateful.

She loves me in her own way.

Can I have your attention, please?

Is this on? Can you get this on?

- Can I have your attention, please?

Uh, four days ago an unidentified
gunman shot and killed my son.

And now my daughter's missing.
I need some volunteers.

Anyone willing to help look for her?

- Thanks.
- Anybody?

Chief. Come here.

These guys are just workers,
they don't give a shit.

You want me to round up some volunteers,
you just say the word.

- Alright, thanks.
- OK.

Unconfirmed reports of two trespassers

near the municipal dam. Caucasian.

One male, one female.
Girl 's in her teens.

Dam's on The Reserve, Chief.

The police can't go on The Reserve
without an invitation.

OK, guys, line up over here.

What the hell are you doing?

- Assembling volunteers.
- Why?

A girl“s gone missing.

We have an operation to run.

It is not inconceivable that
one of our employees

is responsible for a
missing teenage girl.

It is unpleasant, but the more proactive
we are, the better.

I didn't authorise this.

Are we a team, Monsieur Gagnon?

- A team?
- A team.

You know, working together
for a common goal.

My goal is to get this refinery
operational.

Yours is to assist me.

Anything else is a complication.

L'am0ur, I'am0ur, Famour

L'am0ur, I'am0ur, Famour

L'am0ur, Famour, I'am0ur ♪

Them others, them oil boys
like the scum outside Randy's.

They got no reason to live.

They“re stomachs on legs.
I can see it in their eyes.

They're empty.

But not me.

L 90t a purpose.

I 90t a purpose.

L'am0ur, I'am0ur, Famour

L'am0ur, I'am0ur, Famour

L'am0ur, I'am0ur, Famour

L'am0ur, Famour, I'am0ur ♪

Sorry.

I think you drunk too much.

Maybe you should sleep it off.

I wish I didn't feel sick.

The car“s spinning.

That's it.

Shut your eyes.

I want to go for a walk.

Nice spot for a stroll.

It's perfect.

It's beautiful.

It's looked.

There he is.

I want to go higher.

Ain't we high enough?

No. SHE LAUGHS

The moon“s still up.

Makes you feel so lonely, don't it?

Which I think is a bloody waste.

I mean, there's what?

Gazillions of empty planets
up there, right?

Right.

So what's the fucking point?

Nothing has a point.

Bollocks.

Everything has an agenda.

Everything and everyone

has a purpose

- What's your purpose, Whitey?
- I already told you.

That you're here to support your mum?

Yeah.

Bollocks.

- Believe what you want.
- No one's that nice.

How would you know?

You don't know what happened.

Tell me what happened.

When someone dies.
Someone you love, you...

You sort of breathe death in.
Like germs.

If I said jump, would you?

Fuck off.

Are you serious?

I don't think we should go any higher.

Why not?

Cos I fucking hate heights, that's why.

I don“t. I'm not afraid of anything now.

Not with you here.

- What now?
- That's the Elder's Lodge.

- They're watching us.
- So?

You cross this bridge
they“re gonna shoot you.

I haven't got time to pass
the fucking peace pipe.

Have some respect, OK?
There's history here.

You're the one that got off
the fucking boat. Remember that.

You stay here, OK?
I'm gonna go talk to them.

The hell kind of man is he?

He's a good man, OK?
He loves his family.

If you hadn't lost touch with
your own people you'd know by now.

- Know what?
- The kind of man you're dealing with.

Yeah, bring her out.

Oh. fuck.

OK. He shouldn't have done
what you say he did

but he just lost his son.

You don't have to punish him like this.

Lawmen been fucking us for centuries.

You think I'm doing this because
a white cop fucked one of my people?

I'm doing this because you“re my
daughter. And you call this man Chief.

This is Chief Minahik.

By what authority are you
entering treaty land?

And by what authority did you enter
our Reserve a few hours ago?

You trespassed onto our land without
invitation, provocation or legal reason.

In a state of intoxication.

Unfit for duty.
Yet carrying a Iethal weapon.

Consider this a warning.
Your first and last.

I'm just trying to find my daughter.

Take your gun and turn back.

Clear the crowd and get me airborne now.

You OK?

When I drink, I blackout. So you...

You asked me what I did last night,
I've absolutely no fucking idea.

Help me find my girl.

Do something!

Dad! Do something!

Petey used to make these little models
and leave them by my bedside.

I never knew what the hell they were,
they all looked like demented snowmen.

It has this horrible smell. Smell it.

Fuck.

It dries out.

Then it starts to crumble.

Look.

My little brothers crumbling to dust.

Whitey. I just remembered.

What?

That bloke, you know... you know
the one who won the Karaoke contest.

Yeah.

He was down by the river
the day before Petey was murdered.

He what?

I remember thinking
it was weird at the time.

It was like he was sort of
watching the house.

- Are you sure it was the same bloke?
- I'm dead sure.

Have you told anyone?

I should have told Dad.
Not that he cares.

If he gave a shit about us he wouldn't
be out getting pissed, would he?

He doesn't care so why should I?

What's the bloody point anyway?

There's nothing left.

Nothing left to stop me.

Stop you what?

I could just lean forward
and it would all be over.

My bag!

Petey's things.

You going to go in after it?

You think I won't?

What the fuck is he playing at?

He's going to kill her.

Give it here.

Push me.

Please.

I can't.

Give me the gun.

If he hasn't got the balls to do it

then someone else has to. Alright?

None of this is your fault.

- Let me go.
- No.

- We have company.
- Right, we gotta get out of here now.

Leave it!

You swore. You swore on my life.

- You fucking promised...
- I know. I'm sorry, I...

No, get away from me.

Stick a copy of this front page on
our website and issue a press release.

Of course

Tune B.

♪ Put it wouldn't have
settled my gambling days

I was inches from fame

t

Ah, fuck fame.

Integrity would have done.

♪ But a poker game dealt me a blow

♪ Lost my riches

Now Trini Lopez

♪ Is all that I have left to bet

But it wouldn't have settled

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