Utopia (2013–2014): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

It's time.

You have to decide.

It's the only way.

Only you can give the order.

'Dude, make it quick.'

Back again, are we?

Didn't expect to see you so soon.

Don't take it personally, but it's
never good to have the police around.

After Grant Leetham, are we?

Um, I just spoke to his mother -
apparently he's missing.

There's nothing new there.



Here.

How many people
are in this building?

What, now? Not many, school's over.

Em, four in Geology Club,
Janey's got this detention

and I've got
a young lad in the gym...

What was that?!

Your lives as you knew them are
over. What the next 48 hours
are about

is abandoning everything you knew
or thought you could rely on,

and adjusting to the new reality.

So are the things in Utopia real?

BSE was theirs.

What's that? Comic.

Are you going to show me
or are you going to be a twat?

Keep it under your bed.



'That's 11 now dead on the Shetland
Island of Fetlar.'

We need a sample of the vaccine.
There's a man in Sheffield,

a scientist called Donaldson,
get it to him.

It's me. The manuscript exists.
The boy knows where it is.

There's a woman,
works in secret, trusts no-one.

What's her name?

Her name's... Milner.

Right, shall we wait for Jessica?

What for? I can break in.

Yeah, I can break in as well.

Jesus Christ! Am I the only one
who can't break into houses?!

We'll teach you if you want.

Ooh, got some bruising here.

You'll have to keep
your weight off it.

Thanks, Becky, for finding me.

You got a boyfriend?

No! I haven't got a boyfriend.

You're well fit. I knew you would
be. I can tell from what you typed.

From what you typed, I thought
you were 24 and drove a Porsche.

I will drive a Porsche when I'm 24.

I've got a girlfriend, though. Her
name's Alice. I met her yesterday.

Have you got the manuscript?

Grant, listen to me, it's very
important. I need... We need...

Ow! I'm sorry.

I left it somewhere. Right.

When you're ready, you need
to come and tell me, OK?

What's it like?

It's... not what I thought.

I mean, I thought part two,
it'd be like a new story.

But it ain't. It's the same, just...
just different.

Like the scientist is called Carvel.

And the... And the rabbit,
has he got a name, Grant?

I think it began with an L.

So he has had it, then?
I mean, he can tell us where it is?

He's an 11-year-old boy
who's seen someone murdered.

Right? He's been alone for days,
he's not ready to trust anyone.

So do we give it to Jessica then?

No way! God knows what she's up to.

We take it to this woman,
to Milner. I mean she's MI5.

We take it to her, we hand it over,
we just get the fuck out of this.

Fuck!

Does he have it? No.

The manuscript?

Look, he's left it somewhere,
he hasn't said where.

Did you search him?

We are not searching him!

You want to search this, darlin?

Oi, Grant, stop that!

You're just going
to have to go through me.

And she thinks that'll be difficult.

Sit down, Becky.

- What the fuck's the matter with you?
- And why are you so enthralled to...

Is that Grant? What?

'This is the image of the boy
believed is responsible...'

Why has it got my picture?

'..for the deaths of
eight children and two teachers
at Bainstow Secondary school,

in what police have described
as scenes of unparalleled horror.

'The Prime Minister is expected
to make a statement

'within the next 20 minutes.
But we can confirm...'

That's not me.

'..the fingerprints on the gun
are those of Grant Leetham,

'a pupil at the school, and the boy
identified...' That is not me!

'The Leetham family...'

'This is the image of the boy
police believe is responsible

'for the deaths of eight children
and two teachers...'

How is he?

He's pretending he's OK. He's...
terrified of what his mum thinks.

Christ. How could they do that?

They faked the CCTV
and the fingerprints.

It don't need to stand up in court,
they just want to get hold of him.

No, I mean how can they actually
do it, how can someone...?

It's a handful of kids. So what?

They've just made Grant the most
famous child in this country.

The moment he's picked up,
they have him.

And all it cost them
was a handful of lives.

Don't you get it yet?
That is nothing to them.

Death is part of it. Get used to it.

Look, Becky, I... Wait, no!

No. It's not a good idea.

Why?

Won't your girlfriend allow it?
Is it against orders?

My Dad wrote Utopia.

I never knew him. Not really.

I grew up on the run.

I learned not to trust people,
because you know what?

People always let you down.

And they want to sugar-coat it.
Treat you like a kid.

That's fine for them.

They've been kids.

Some of us
don't get to have childhoods.

Becky and Ian are great.

But they're not like us.

I want you
to show me the manuscript.

I won't force you. It's your choice.

But I want you to come with me.

I'll keep you safe. You know I can.

There's no place for me here.

Not now, or ever.

We always said this was Bhopal
and this was Lake Nyos.

10,000 lives.

Don't feel good being right.

Where's Grant?

You like some shit music.

Is this shit?

So your dad was Mark Dane?

His real name was Philip Carvel.

What, and you didn't know him?

They got me out
when I was about four.

I was given to a man
called Christos.

He looked after me, but he was
more like a guard than a dad.

He did his best.

He taught me how to steal.

How to fight.
How to survive, really.

I was a total bitch to him,
but he never got angry.

He was amazing.

What happened to him?

We were hiding in an old factory
and suddenly they turned up.

He hid me and ran out at them.

They caught him,
tortured him, killed him.

What, and you saw that?

How old were you?

Ten.

Are you hungry?

- What are you doing now?
- Trying to bypass their firewall.

It's MI5, not ASDA! We're better off
hacking into the HMG network

and sending her an intranet mail.
I work with computers, I know...

You're an IT consultant, Ian.

If I want to know how to make
a printer work, I'll let you know.

What are you two doing?

Trying to get hold of Milner. We're thinking
of sending her some kind of internal mail.

The only problem is,
their firewall is triple encrypted.

Why don't you just call her?

What? Just call MI5?

With a phone?

Yeah... Why not?

What if they're tracing her calls?

You have 42 seconds before
they can get a trace on you.

Wilson, how do you know that?

I saw it on Spooks.

Don't be on there for more
than 30 seconds. I'll time you.

'Security Service.'

Hello. Could I...

Could I speak to Mrs Milner, please?

'One moment.'

They're putting me through.

'Hello, Milner.'

Erm... We'd like to talk to you.

We're...

We're friends of Jessica Hyde.

'Who?'

Jessica Hyde.

'Right. Sorry, does she work here?'

You don't know her?

'I have no idea who you're talking
about. Can I ask, who is this?'

Wrong number.

She said she'd never heard of her.

'That line was monitored,
this isn't.

'Wherever you are,
get out of there right now.'

Uh... OK...

'There's a chapel on Arbel Lane
in Levingstone. It's always empty.

'Meet me there. Avoid CCTV.
Get out of there. Now.'

Michael?

Are you OK?

Actually, I feel a bit ill, Jane.
Could you call in sick for me?

Have you got the shits?

I think so, yeah.

Aw, hon! Well, I'd love to stay,
but you know how I hate the weak.

Drink plenty of water
and I'll call Bev.

Thanks.

And no wanking in there.

IVF clinic on Friday,
you dirty puppy!

Ugh...

Professor Donaldson.

Mm? Mm? Yes?

You knew Bill Kaye.

Sorry, who?

Bill Kaye. He was a reporter.

Uh... No, no. I don't know
any reporters, actually.

But he sent me to you.

Well, I think someone must've
had you on 'we test' pet food.

Uh... Spot check inspection.
It says 'Department of Health'.

You get away from me. Stay away
from me or I swear to Christ!

I'm Michael Dugdale.
Bill Kaye sent me to you.

He must've told you about me.
Please!

You're Michael Dugdale?

Yes. Yes, that's me.

Why the fuck didn't you say so
in the first place?

I've got third-stage heart disease.

You should eat better, then.

Have you got the vaccine?

No... I-I tried.

Listen,
they've got Fetlar shut down.

Nobody's getting in or out.

No doctors,
no specialists - nothing.

It all their own people.

You haven't got it?

Isn't there another way?

Not unless you have
a corpse in your pocket.

Look... I need...
I need something on them.

You really have no idea who
you're dealing with, do you?

No.

That's why I need your help.

Do you want to talk
about last night?

Did you like it?

Of course I liked it.

Then what's there to talk about?

You're such a pain in the arse!
As if life isn't difficult enough.

Tell you what,
why don't we get married, Ian?

Jessica can be my maid of honour.

All right, I'll tell you what.

I'll say it. I like you.

There. I said it. It's out.

So now you can punch me
or give me a Chinese burn or just...

just kick me in my balls.

I reckon you'd like that.

Where's the other cunt?

WHERE IS THE OTHER FUCKING CUNT?!

Put that down.

I'm... gonna... shoot...

Right? Cos I don't think you are.

Go on, then, shoot me.

Cos if you don't put that down,
I'm gonna shoot you.

Look, please...

"Please"? "Please"?

I'm gonna shoot you
in the fucking head, mate.

I'm gonna count to three.

One...

Don't.

Two...

Did the bullet come out the front?

Did the bullet come out
the front of his head?

No... No, it didn't.

What's your name, dear?

Wilson.

Nice to meet you, Wilson.
I'm Milner.

Now, I need you to come round here,

and fire both barrels
of that shotgun into his head.

What?

This is a standard issue firearm

I've just signed out from ATC.
I need to cover my tracks.

He's already dead.

You're not killing.
You're saving my life.

Oh!

Oh, oh.

Eugh!

You OK, Wilson?

Why don't you let me have that gun?

How do I know this isn't a trap?

How do we?

Look, we've told you everything
we know. We want to... come in.

Come in? Ian, there is no "in".

I'm not MI5 here,
I can't protect you.

What do we do?

We need to find out why
they want the manuscript.

I think I know.

It has the identity of Mr Rabbit.

Grant said, but he couldn't
remember the name.

That's it.

He's kept his identity secret
for nearly 30 years.

That's why they're so desperate
for the manuscript.

He mentioned a girl called Alice.

Said that that was his girlfriend.

OK. I can find out if she's come
forward. You need to go there.

No. No way.

We're not cops, we're not spies.
This has nothing to do with us!

What did Jessica tell you
about her father's ideas, Ian?

On racial purification?

What? He was a fucking Nazi?

Philip Carvel wrote a paper called
The Survival Of The Genome

in which he advocated a human cull.

This is the same man who became
involved with weaponizing disease.

Right. OK.

If you can't help us, we need to go.

Look, I can't do this on my own.

This has one number on it - mine.

Why come this way around?

You can hold it if you like.

What if they give this room out?

They won't. It's occupied.

Can you teach me how to do that?

There's lots I can teach you.

What, to be like you?

Would you like that?

You need to change the way you look.

Argh!

Fucking hell! Argh!

Argh! That fucking hurt!

We are close, aren't we, Grant?

To Utopia?

I...need to know we're
moving in the right direction.

Initial reports had indicated
that everyone who died had
an underlying health problem.

However, three apparently healthy
men in their 20s are now known to...

Argh! Jessica! That's my head.

Nice! You look cute.

You're kidding? Look,
you're making me a fucking Goth!

No! You're not putting that on me!

No way! You're not putting that
on me.

No! You're not putting that on me.

Grant, just... Just come home.

Just go to the police
and we'll sort it out.

Or phone Mum and we'll come
and get you. Everything'll be fine.

OK, I'm here. Please, just...
Please come home.

OK? It'll be all right. I know...

I need to tell her I didn't do it.

You know we can't, Grant.

Not yet.

Am I going to be normal after this?

Let's drink some booze.

There's a girl in Richmond,
Alice Ward.

Oh, God.

What was I like as a child?

My earliest memory
is killing animals.

Slaughterhouse. You were there.

Watching.

Arby, please.

For as long as I can remember,
I've killed.

But...

Yesterday, there was a boy
holding these...

and I couldn't.

Arby, don't. Not now. Not know.

Who are my parents?

You don't have parents.

You were part of a consignment -
from Bulgaria, I think.

Carvel was brilliant,

but he wasn't kind.

Some of the things he did were,
by necessity, cruel.

What about Jessica Hyde?

Is she like me?
Did he do things to her?

He was not a man of compassion.

Lee was killed the other day.

Next to you,
he's the person I knew most.

Why doesn't that hurt me?

Because you're not the same
as others.

You're special.

I don't feel special.

I look mental.

Like a fucking Goth.

How many of those have you had?

Can I have another one?

What's the manuscript like, Grant?

Amazing.

I didn't read it all. Bits.

What about... What about my dad?

You are going to tell me
where it is, Grant, aren't you?

Because I could make you.

I could just make you tell me.

I'm going to be sick.

I'm sorry.

Jessica... I'm sorry.

I want my mum.

I want my mum.

Her name's Alice Ward.

Her mother brought her into
Richmond police station yesterday,
she'll be back today.

I'm sending an officer to get her.

You need to go to her house.
That's what Jessica will do.

I need a reason. Why us?

What difference does it make
if we know who Mr Rabbit is?

There's a story about
how he got his name.

He was embedded with the criminal
underworld in Guangdong.

But he was playing everyone off
against each other.

The Russians, CIA, the gangs.

So the Americans got fed up.

And they let a particularly
nasty crime boss know
that he was their man.

The boss found him.
Dragged him off the street.

Right through the middle
of a busy office block.

They tortured him and,
as a lesson to others,

the boss carved his own name
into this man's stomach.

Rabbit.

Have you ever seen the
Chinese character for "rabbit", Ian?

Lots of lines, lots of cuts.

Somehow he managed to get free

and, despite being unarmed,
he killed everyone in that room.

Then he went back
through the office block
and killed everyone who'd seen him.

By the time he was finished,
265 people on three continents

had lost their lives,

and not a single living person
knew his identity.

That's who Mr Rabbit is.

He is the beating heart of all this

and, if we can find his identity,
it ends and you go home.

I need to get across to Fetlar.

Sorry, sir.
There's a quarantine in place.

I'm with the Department of Health.
I have a permit of access

issued by the minister.

Plus an inter-department waiver,
as well as a warrant for inspection.

We weren't told about all this.

I've come all the way from London.

I'm not turning back.

Here. You'll have to call him.

What, phone the minister?

Yeah.

A couple in here need shifting.
Let's go.

Alice, we want to help Grant.

Now, the kids at school,
they say they saw him with you.

We just want to know
why they'd be saying that.

Alice, please. Just tell him.

It's OK. It takes time.

We've got a new officer who's
come to ask you some questions.

He'll take you somewhere else
to do that now.

What is this? Who?

But you'll still have our child
liaison officer, Laura, to help, OK?

Here we go.

Your new officer, Alice.

Are you Alice Ward?

Did he give you the manuscript?

We're going for a drive.

Can I have it, please?

Grant?

Can I have it, please?

Give me the manuscript.

What do you mean? What manuscript?

Alice, what is this?

It's...

It's not there.

It's gone.

What is? What's she talking about?

Tell me where it is,
or she's next.

I haven't got it! Please!

It was here. Please!

I haven't got it, please!

Please don't kill my mum!

She hasn't got it!

I've got it!

Don't hurt my daughter, please.

My name is Jessica Hyde.

You know who I am
and what I'm capable of.

Give me the manuscript!

Or I'll kill the girl's mother!

The girl's next. Give it to me!

Please, Jessica, please!

OK! I'll throw the weapon out.

I'm giving the manuscript
to the boy.

She comes in here, they get out,
you get the manuscript.

If you shoot before
she's gone, he runs.

OK?

Do it slow.

You keep these secret.

Don't tell anyone
you have these, OK?

Jessica, please.

Drop it.

Drop it!

Give it me.

Your father was Philip Carvel.

What was he like?

I don't know.

That's why I wanted that.

Where is Jessica Hyde?

Come on.

Grant! Get in the van!

Come on! Get in.

'I would have laughed, really hard.'

'We were doing our best not to.'

And there he is!

Hello! We didn't hear you come in.
Look who's popped round.

The Minister's been telling me...

Jen, for God's sake, do not call
me "the Minister", please!

I hope you don't mind, Michael,

but Jen and I have been
getting rather personal.

Geoff and his wife did IVF, too,
and they were at it for years.

For five fucking years. Christ!

I think the worst part is that
there are things you can't share.

I mean, Sam was being pumped
so full of those hormones

that you just think, "Christ..."

It really can test a marriage.

But now we have two beautiful boys

who we wouldn't exchange
for the world, so...

Jen, do you mind if I just
have a quick word with Michael?

Oh, of course, of course.

Just boring Ministerial stuff, so...

No, no. Yes, of course.

Thank you.

She's great.

Just great.

It would be such a shame
to see her raped.

Hand it over...

or Jen will be raped.

Brutally, Michael.
Later this week.

Is that all of it?

Do you think I kept a piece?

What kind of idiot uses his own ID?
You are so fucking ridiculous.

They wanted just to snatch you.
Pick you up on your way home.

Torture you. Kill you.
Jen, as well, but I said no.

"He's useful. He's a friend
in the department.

"Let me deal with him," I said.

"Because I know
I can get him onside."

Michael, if you work with me,

there's a really good chance that
I could make your life wonderful.

But if you work against me,
just one more time,

I will make your life over.

Is that clear?

'Oh. Are you off?'

'Take care. See you soon.'

'Yes. It was lovely to meet you...'

'Bye.'