Tin Star (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - This Be the Verse - full transcript

I am probably gonna kill you.

But there“s a chance
you can talk your way out of it.

What do you want?

Just the basics, really.

Who are you? Why did you kill my son?

Chuck your gun down.
We're gonna have a little chat.

Yeah, I know you too well, Jack.

I've been screwed by you once before.

Why don't you put your
gun down and kick it to me?

- No, I never give up my gun.
- Yeah, well, no deal then.

Alright.



I tell you what.

- I'm gonna kill your girlfriend.
- Oh...

G0 on, take a look.

Whoa!

Last chance.

"S.O.B.” by Nathaniel Hateliff

Hey, Chief.

That's your wife's car, asshole.

You think you can knock down
a row of bikes

and get away without a shit-kickin'?

Anna.

Anna.

Hi, this is Anna, leave a message.

Anna, it“s your mum. Where are you?



I'm worried about you.

I love you.

Call me right now, OK?

Bye.

Where we going?

Calgary-

Why?

You're going to give a deposition.

Shit.

You know, I told you,
I'm not testifying.

Don“t you want justice?

Are you for reals?

Yeah, I'm for reals.

S0 how old are your kids?

Four and six.

Where are they?

Toronto, with their father.

And you're here.

My ex-husband's out of work.

Someone has to earn the money.

That“s ironic.

You leave your kids so that

you can come work for the
same people who killed mine.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Yes.

Just how sorry are you?

What?

How. Fucking. Sorry. Are you?

Very.

Very.

That's a little vague.
What exactly are you sorry for?

Are you sorry that your
partner murdered a doctor?

Or are you sorry

your company built
a leaky pipeline on our land?

All of it.

I'm sorry for all of it.

Let's not stop there.

Your people wouldn't even have oil

if your ancestors
didn't steal all our land.

Or are you sorry that we signed a treaty

that was impossible to understand?

Are you talking about Treaty 6?

Because that was 150 years ago.

So fucking what?

Are you sorry that

you sold whiskey to us that
was laced with strychnine?

What?

Or that your people almost
wiped out all the buffalo?

Or are you sorry
that you gave us smallpox?

OK, I'm not responsible for smallpox.

Wake me up when we get
to Little Big Bear.

We“re not going to Little Big Bear.

Gagnon's in Little Big Bear.

We're going to Calgary.

Yeah, but I'm out of Apache.

What?

Fentanyl pills. I'm all out.

Are you going through withdrawal?

Well, not yet.

OK.

L'll figure something out.

- Just...
- Oh, fuck, don“t.

'Trust me'?

Fuck, well, I guess
I got no choice, do I?

Hey, hey.

Sorry.

You want a ride?

No, I didn't mean to flag
you down. I was just...

Sorry.

Hello, love.

Jesus.

My fault, right?

With Pete, my fault.

Supposed to keep my family safe.

Fucked that right up.

You want a drink?

No.

Where you heading?

Airport.

All alone?

It's me.

Why the hell are you call/ng
from my husband's cell phone?

Just routed the call.

It's easy when you know how.

You know,
I know a lot about your family.

I know your ex-husband, Richard.

He's a very talented, but sadly,
unemployed journalist.

And I know your two kids, Katie and Tom.

They live with him at
172 Arndale Drive, Toronto.

It's easy.

I also know that four o'clock tomorrow

Richard will collect Katie
from her school on Bellamy Road.

On the way home

they'll park in that lot
at the corner of 14th and 3rd

they'll cross that road

and get Tom from his swimming Iesson.

That's a nasty intersection.

So...

If you wanna see your ex-husband
and your daughter again

you“II bring that fucking woman to me.

It's me.

I'm gonna kill him.

Just like I promised.

But I love her.

It wasn't supposed to happen, but...

I need her to forgive me.

Ijust don't know how.

Are you there?

Anna?

Mrs Worth!

Is Anna with you?

No.

Do you know where she is?

No. What's happened?

She's gone. Shit.

I can help you find her.

OK, thanks.

- Dad.
- Be right there, buddy.

Dad?

Elizabeth.

Are the kids OK 7

You know, they waited
all weekend for you to call.

I need you to do exactly what I say.

What's wrong?

Remember where we spent Thanksgiving?

What?

- 2012 family reunion.
- Yeah.

- Don't say where.
- What?

Tom, stop that.

Don“t take the kids to school tomorrow.

G0 straight to where
we“re talking about.

Uh, I have a job interview
tomorrow, so what is this?

I can't say.

You just have to trust me.

And I'm gonna have to call you back

because your son is flooding the toilet.

Don't hang up...

Fuck!

Did you check
the local cab company?

And the buses.

- Nothing?
- Nothing.

Christ.

She couldn't have been stupid enough
to hitchhike, could she?

- She's not stupid.
- No.

So what's she playing at?

She's upset.

What happened between you two?

Nothing.

Having sex is not nothing.

Not for Anna.

It's not me she“s upset with.

It's her dad.

Jesus.

Don“t worry.

I took the turnoff.

What?

I took the turnoff to Little Big Bear.

But you said that Gagnon
would be waiting there for us.

You said you wouldn't make it.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

Airport“s the other way.

You...

You know, my dad's Chief of Police.

I wouldn't worry about Daddy.

What?

He's a wino, baby.

Wherever he is, he“s probably juiced.

You touch me, my dad'Il kill you.

L doubt it.

There's only one road out of town,
so she must be somewhere up ahead.

Yeah.

I gotta know.

Did you kill the Police Chiefs son?

No.

He was just a little boy, Frank.

That was not me. That was nothing I did.

You told me you came here
to kill the Chief.

Chief says the guys
who tried to kill him

missed and killed his son.

S0, who shot the little boy, Frank?

That fucking kid you hang around with?

Now, you listen to me.

You say nothing about that kid
to anyone. You got that?

That kid is family.

L owe him.

Jesus, Frank. What is this?

Love, it'II soon be over. Yeah?

Trust me.

You're not a killer, Frank.

Well, maybe not.

But I'II do what I have to.

What now?

Please.

- Pretty please?

Hey!

Dad!

Mum?

- Are you alright?
- Yeah.

What happened?

Nothing. He just offered me a lift.
Can we just go?

What did he do to you?

- Jesus, Anna, you're shaking.
- I'm fine.

- Do you want me to take care of him?
- No.

Jesus, Mum.

- Stay here.
- What?

You, stay with her.

Hey!

They“re both fucking mad.

- What did you do to my daughter?
- Nothing.

- Did you touch her?
- No.

- Liar.
- Oh, fuck you, bitch.

- Oh, fuck me?
- Yeah.

- Bitch?
- I never put a hand...

That fucking hurt!

You repeat after me.

I will never...

Really?

- I will never...
- I will never...

Go near...

Go near...

A teenage girl...

A manage gm...

Maybe we should let him go.

- Feck off.
- Feck off.

Nm you.

Ever again.

Say it.

Ever... again.

Good.

Bitch.

Get in.

Here, stop right here.

You sure this is a good idea?

L'll be quick.

Be right back.

Yes?

We're behind Randy's Bar.

Get out of the car and walk away.

Let's go.

Fuck.

You know...

I thought that I was strong enough

to manage without my kids.

I could tough it out.

You know, just...

make them proud.

But it hurts.

I'm sorry I flew off the handle.

G0 to the biggest mall you can find

leave the car,
take a cab to the airport.

Leave your laptops, your phone,
anything they can trace.

Jesus Christ, Beth. Is this real?

Just tell me that you“ll do it.

Fuck.

- Tell me that you will go!
- I'll go.

I'll go. How will you contact us?

- I'll find a way.
- What's going on?

Holy shit!

- Anna.
- What?

- Can we talk about this?
- About what?

About you running away from home.

I ran away because my mum
and dad are murderers.

What?

I asked you why dad was covered in blood

and the next thing you're out
in the woods burning his bloody clothes.

OK, can we talk about this in private?

I don't want to talk about it.

Anna.

What a family.

They“re maniacs.

They are.

I'm sorry for being a cunt.

Yeah, you were.

What am I gonna do now?

Yeah, you're pretty fucked.

It's him, isn't it?

I don't want to see him.

Leave it to me.

She doesn't want to see you.

What's it like being you?

Huh?

What's it like

waking up and not remembering

who it is that you've hurt

the night before?

The week before?

The year before?

- You've got no remorse.
- Hand.

You've got no remorse cos
you can't fucking remember

what it was that you did wrong.

Take your fucking hands off me.

She can't live with that no more.

Anna... it's not safe for her.

She's had enough.

They“d be better off alone
than with a dad like you.

Dad!

Dad! ANNA GRUNTS

- Jack.
- Shit. Ah.

- Anna.
- It was an accident.

She's safer with me.

Anna. Anna!

Anna!

- Shall I go after her?
- No!

You'll only make it worse.

Jesus Christ, Jack, I just got her back!

Fuck it.

Damn you, Jack.

It's my fault.
I gave you the fecking bottle.

It's easier to deal with guns
and revenge

than it is a wee little dead boy.

This has to stop.

For Anna's sake.

No more, Jack.

So how'd Gagnon know
we were gonna be there?

Cameras?

I still say that we make a run for it.

Get our asses to Calgary.

I told you, we're low on gas

and I'm not going to a service station
in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Yeah, well, what are we gonna do?

I'm trying to fucking think.

- I need to talk to your husband.
- What about?

We're being followed.

I can explain.

I know who this woman is.
I read the papers.

This is my home.
Why would you bring her here?

We need help.

Why? What's wrong?

- Kill the lights.
- What?

Quick.

We should maybe
be calling the Federal Police.

Gagnon buys cops. Thafs why we're here.

We need a cop we can trust

who's not afraid to arrest a spook.

For what?

I saw Suzy B0uchard's murder.

Suzy was my sponsor.

I told her what Gagnon
had done in Reverie

and she went after him.

I was crashed out in her basement

the night he tried to scare her, and...

she fought back.

This place is full of Cameras.
Surely he wouldn't try anything here.

- Oh!
- Holy shit.

Fuck.

Stay here.

- Go get a knife.
- A knife?

A fucking knife. Go get one.

Oh, shit.

What's that? Huh?

Put it down.

Shit.

You're a nasty woman.

This is a step up
from the back of a truck.

I found it the other day.

You'll be safe here.

You know, you've been a complete prick.

You treated me like shit.

But you're the only one I can trust.

How much?

What?

How much do you trust me?

With my life.

Then maybe you're ready.

For what?

The truth.

“The Recap” by The Death South

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

♪ Says man I'm gonna send you to hell

Well I took that knife,
I stared him straight in the eyes

♪ I said oh boy you better fuckin” run

I'm been sittin' here just
a-slammin' down beers

♪ And now its time to have some fun

Oh, God! Fuck off!

Pete, is that you?

Honey?

- Pete?
- Pete?

Who the...?

- Oh, my God!
- Who the hell are you?

I'm sorry. Sit down.

Car keys.

What?

Car keys.

Give me your fucking car keys!

Fucking now!

Fuck's sake!

Fuckin' hurt!

Twat.

♪ Every night trouble finds my sight
and I can't help but fight

♪ With a bottle of Jack and a
tin of Skoal

♪ I'll be stickin' around

♪ Until the day a man will put me away

Where is he?

Where is he?

Fuck!

Who are you?

It's payback, Jack.

You kill me and you'll never find out.

♪ Well we're all wasted in a bar
somewhere downtown

When a man walks up and pokes
me with a knife and says

♪ Man I'm gonna send you to hell

Well I took that knife,
I stared him straight in the eyes

♪ I said oh boy this is the day

♪ Then I took that knife and stabbed
it straight through my eye

♪ And then I fell to my knees

♪Oh

♪ Well I've been drinkin' here
for so many damn years

♪ Tryin* to recap my life

Every night trouble finds
my sight and...

♪ I can't help but fight

With a bottle of Jack
and a tin of Skoal

♪ Tonight I'm going home

♪ Today's the day a man'II
put me away and...

Corrected & Synced by Bakugan