The Presence of Snowgood (2025) Movie Script

Robert!
Robert, for pity's sake, let's hold for
a moment!
We're too far for them to catch us now.
How do you know they haven't been following
us? [Sound of distant gun fire]
They may have been coming from the church.
Father Brendan was right
when he said it wouldn't be
long before the pirates got here.
With all the raids going up the coast.
Yes he said the church would be the first
place they would come to
and that we must not let the crown fall
into their hands.
Otherwise England will be lost.
So come, let's get a move on.
But we've been going for ages.
Did he at least tell you where he wants it
buried, just like you said to the others?
At the giant tree, just pass the Foreways.
But you must not tell anyone where it is.
Michael and Peter have also sworn
to keep their hiding place secret.
Come.
Wait for me.
The Foreways.
Just like Father Brendan said.
Look!, there's the tree.
He told us to bury it by the root
good and deep.
You know it's real honour.
That us Hagar's have the task of hiding
this crown.
Let's just hope none of the crowns are
found.
Come on Beth,
let's go to the old Jacob's farm.
We should be safe there.
[Dear Mr Knightley.]
[Having obtained your details]
[from an old family friend, ]
[I'm writing to you with a proposition.]
[I'm the wife of Doctor Blackman.]
[He disappeared last year in Snowgood]
[whilst on a short solo break.]
[You may have read about it in the press.]
[Whilst there he befriended]
[a gentleman called Peter Rattlebone, ]
[an amateur archeologist, ]
[who also went missing at the same time.]
[Apparently Mr Rattlebone had found some
old maps]
[in a local antique shop]
[that showed the whereabouts]
[of an ancient hidden Saxon crown.]
[The police have closed]
[the investigation into the
disappearances, ]
[concluding no foul play.]
[According to various locals, both men]
[had been drinking heavily in the village
pub]
[and then had gone down to the nearby
beach]
[for a night-time swim.]
[The police decided]
[that they must have got into difficulty
and drowned.]
[I'm very doubtful of the police
conclusion]
[as my husband didn't even drink.]
[So I'm writing to see if you'd run]
[a private investigation on our behalf.]
[You also might like to know that]
[another man went missing 12 years before,
in Snowgood.]
[Frederick Osgood, ]
[also an amateur archeologist.]
[We'll pay substantially for your
services.]
[Yours sincerely, Dolores Blackman.]
[P.S. more information]
[will follow in due course, should you
accept, ]
[including where my husband's friend]
[thought the crown might be found, ]
[although the exact whereabouts are
unclear.]
[sound of phone ringing and type writer
keys]
Molly, can you pop in
here a moment, please?
Righto Guv. Coming!
Yes Guv?
Can you dig out the file from the Snowgood
case, from about a year ago.
And find the coroner's report?
And while your at it,
give the chaps in records a bit of a chase.
I asked for some information a couple of
weeks ago.
Wasn't that case closed Sir?
You've a good memory, Molly.
Yes. It was.
I just want to check something.
Thanks Molly.
It's me.
Yes.
Something's not right.
I think the case is being reinvestigated.
Yes, of course I still have it.
But I'm only going to destroy it
when you cough up what you've promised.
Snowgood, half a mile!
[Tyres screech]
Jesus!
What the hell are you doing?
I could have killed you.
You alright?
Do you want a lift to the village or
something?
What the hell were you thinking?
If you want a lift,
just stand at the side of the road with
your thumb out like everyone else.
Turn back or die
like the others.
[Tyres screeching]
Get out Now!
[Drivers door opens]
I said
Get out!
What the hell!
[Breathing heavily]
Did that really happen?
Mary Harvey, 1860.
Good evening, sir. You must be
Mr. Knightley.
We've been expecting you.
Oh, yes, I am. Thank you.
I'm Abigail Harvey, the owner of the hotel.
But call me Abigail.
You look wet through.
Come, sit by the fire.
I'll show you to your room in a minute.
Thank you, that'll be lovely. Call me John
by the way.
I'd rather keep my side of things more
formal, if you don't mind.
Please, sir.
OK. Fair enough.
Who's the imperious
looking old woman in the corner, then?
Oh that, family portrait.
That's my great Aunt Mary, many times over.
She lived here
back when this hotel was a grand house.
My family owned a gunpowder factory
here back in Napoleonic times,
when Mary was a little girl.
Did our bit for King and country.
Blimey, this place has seen some history.
Abigail,
when I first made my booking here,
you seemed uncertain as to whether the two
men
who went missing in Snowgood
last year actually stayed here.
Did I?
Well,
that's because I don't know anything about
it.
My father, Arnold took the booking.
You're in room four sir.
Upstairs, end of the corridor, on the
right.
Breakfast at 7.30 suit you?
[distant sound of thunder]
Ok!
[seagulls crying]
[sound of laughter from women on next
table]
Oh. Thank you.
You mentioned last night
you had no recollection
of the two men who stayed.
You know, the two men that disappeared last
year?
I mean you must have known them, you must
have spoken to them?
As I said last night, sir,
my father dealt with them.
I was in the kitchen.
I've only just taken over the running of
the hotel you see.
Since my father died earlier in this year.
Oh, good God, I'm sorry, I had no idea.
Forgive me!
It's okay, sir.
You weren't to know.
Well, we did talk a little bit about the
two men.
And to be honest, sir,
if you drank as much as they did,
well, tragic accidents will happen. I
mean, taking a swim on a stormy night.
What can you expect?
You really think that's what happened? I
mean
I don't think the doctor was a drinking
man.
Well, that's what the police thought, and I
think they're right.
Our own policeman, Sergeant Finch,
saw them drinking down the pub.
And if you can't believe
him, who can you believe?
The village needs to move on, Mr Knightley.
Such events are bad
for business, however tragic.
And if you want to get to the village by
foot,
take the path up at the hotel entrance.
Yeah.
Thanks.
[mysterious girls laughter]
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
I just didn't see you there.
The name's Anton, by the way.
Anton Bartholomew
I own the local antique shop,
although some call it junk shop.
Is this your first time in the village?
It's perfectly alright, Mr. Bartholomew.
Yes, it's my first time.
Actually, it's Doctor Bartholomew.
I'm so sorry I didn't realize.
I'm just kidding.
I was the local doctor here,
but I retired a few years ago.
You know, it's much easier
looking after old relics
that don't move or complain.
They do drag you back from time to time.
But tell me, are you staying here for a
while?
Oh, just a few days.
I'm actually here to investigate
the disappearance of two men in the village
last year.
Ah, yes. Such a terrible business,
real shame I never met the men.
Of course, but now the police
have closed the investigation,
there won't be much for you to go on.
I was led to believe,
by the family of one of the disappeared men
that you told the police you'd seen them
drinking heavily in the village pub.
That is, of course,
if you were the only retired
doctor in the village at the time.
In fact, I think one of them
might have even visited your shop.
They did mention a
legend associated with the village.
Something to do with three crowns that,
I think Doctor Blackman had told them
about.
It's three Saxon crowns that
were buried in the early 1700s,
around the time of Good King George.
Buried out there somewhere.
But where?
Nobody knows.
They were never found.
We hold a ceremony every year to remember
the life of William Hagar,
the last protector of the Crown,
who sadly died a few years ago.
He allegedly knew
where one of the crowns was actually
buried.
The other two crowns
we think have probably been lost forever.
Do you really think there's no truth?
I mean, it seems to attract a lot of
amateur treasure hunters.
Oh, no, no, no,
the ceremony is just a fun thing, really.
By chance, we're actually holding a
ceremony
this afternoon in our church at 3:00.
You must come along.
We do try and keep William alive, so to
speak.
Anyway, I must go.
I've got a few errands to run
before I open the junk shop. Good day to
you.
[phone ringing]
Snowgood Police station.
Sergeant Finch speaking.
How may I help you?
Angus, we need to talk, it's me
[voice on phone]
As Abigail thought, he's a private
detective. [Voice on phone]
He seems to be talking to one of the
mens families. [Voice on phone]
Are you sure the police report you filed
will be enough to [voice on phone]
Just, Just calm down.
It'll be fine.
We'll talk later.
[Sound of dialing a number on a phone]
[sound of door bell tinkling]
Ahhh, here you are.
William Hager, died in 1974,
aged 35.
Loving brother to Alice.
Oh. You didn't have much of a life, did
you?
I wonder what secrets you took with you?
Records have just come back with the extra
Intel on Snowgood
you wanted, Guv.
Loads of stuff on legends and so on.
Oh sorry, Guv.
It's fine now he's going to trial,
but we have to stand our ground.
Thanks, Molly. Just leave it with me.
I know it's going to be difficult.
Hang on a second Jim.
Molly?
Yeah.
You can take the coroner's report back.
Nothing I didn't already know.
Anyway, as I was saying, Jim,
we really had to stand our ground.
[sound of branch snapping]
On your own?
You lost?
If you are,
you might want to be careful which way you
go.
These woods are more dangerous
than you think.
Thank you for the warning,
but I think I'll just be fine.
Tell me what dangers
actually lurk in these woods?
Just be careful here, mister.
People have a nasty habit of vanishing.
Wouldn't want that would we?
I asked you what dangers?
You don't want to know.
[sound of branch snapping]
It's safe to say there's something
not right about this place.
I need a pint.
[sound of blues harmonica playing]
I hope that silly old fool
doesn't give anything away.
He's a loose cannon that one.
We can't trust him to keep his mouth shut.
He'll be fine.
The detective won't find a thing.
Besides, if he does get his hands
on that coroner's report from Brighton
it'll tell him nothing.
Remember how many strings I had to pull
to get the real police report swapped for
mine.
As for the crown?
Well, he'll think it's a silly myth like
everyone else.
Besides, Tim here, paid our guest a
little visit earlier didn't you?
Yeah, he won't be a problem.
Are you sure that police reports been
destroyed?
Not a chance it'll be found.
Oh, I saw to that.
Well, let's keep an eye on him anyway.
And our Anton, he worries too much.
I'll keep an eye on him.
Don't you worry about that.
While I'm at it, I'll make sure
our verger behaves himself as well.
Afternoon, sir.
Good afternoon.
What will it be?
I'll have a pint of pale ale I think
please.
Sure.
Is one of those a cheese roll?
Yep!
I'll have one of those as well thank you.
Be right up!
Sandra? Cheese and chutney, please love.
Thanks.
Thanks.
So you're here on business then?
I don't think I've served you before?
I get to know all my regulars.
Well, I am here on business, I mean.
Tell me who's the chap down there talking
to the policeman.
That's Tim that is.
That's Tim Driscoll.
Local farmhand. Why?
Well,
I just ran into him this morning, that's
all.
Not the nicest of people.
I think you'd probably say.
Yeah, well
That, though.
It's a lovely pint of ale. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
We do our best, and
No, he's not the nicest of
people, you are correct there.
However, he is harmless enough.
Thank you love.
Okay.
Enjoy.
Thank you.
So, you staying at Courthopes then?
Where?
The Crown Hotel, in the village?
Oh, yeah, I am.
Strange place to say the least.
You picked up on that then?
Yeah.
Well,
it's supposed to be haunted, by Mary Harvey
her family lived in the house for
centuries,
and Abigail who you've probably already
met.
Now, she runs it as a sort of I suppose
guesthouse, stroke hotel.
So what line of business you in?
I mean, sorry, if you don't mind me asking.
It's just we don't get that many business
people around here.
I don't mind you asking at all.
I'm just trying to find out if there's any
more
to the disappearance of those two men in
the village.
Last year.
I'm, I'm a private detective.
Oh, really?
Oh, that is impressive.
I've never met a P.I. before.
And so you discovered anything new then?
I mean, other than what was already in the
papers?
It was a terrible business, by the way.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
The place was swarming with coppers.
Sorry. No offense.
No, no offense taken, don't worry.
No, no leads at all.
I think they were looking for
some kind of hugely valuable Saxon crown.
Some kind of treasure
that William Hagar was supposed
to be guarding before he died.
Well, that's the story right?
Now William, he was an odd one.
He was, what do you call it,
a bit of a loner.
Kept himself to himself.
Mind you, he was a very nice man
once you got to know him.
Anyway, some say that he has not even died,
that he still walks the streets of
Snowgood. [Barmaid speaks quietly]
It's all a bit, you know, spooky.
But errr
Well I know he did die.
Because I was at his funeral.
Right. Right.
There you have it.
But he died of TB, believe it or not.
It was a really miserable end.
TB in this day and age.
Of TB?
Gosh!
You must have known him well though, right?
I mean, I think I saw you this morning
putting flowers on his grave.
Yes. You did.
He was a friend once.
A close friend.
Miss, can I get the bill, please?
Sure.
Thank you.
Please just call me Lyn.
I imagine I'll be serving you again.
Oh, I hope so.
Listen,
There's something that is not quite right
here.
It just doesn't all add up.
What the Bill?
No!
The men who vanished.
It's just a bit bloody strange.
That's all.
Do you know
about the ceremony
in the church this afternoon?
The Society Of The Crown. I do.
Your esteemed ex local GP told me all about
it.
I think I'll go along. My name's John by
the way.
Oh, good.
Thank you John.
I will see you there then.
I'll see you later then.
Thank you Lyn. Keep the change by the way.
Thank you.
[Girl's laughter in the wood]
Oh Christ!
I'm sorry I didn't see you there.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Thank you.
I'm fine. Yes.
I just bumped into someone I thought I
recognized.
He gave me a bit of a fright, that's all.
William.
Don't worry.
He means you no harm.
He only wants you to leave for your own
good.
So you saw him?
I mean, you know him. Who is William?
Know him? Oh, yes.
If you don't go looking for you know what?
You will be fine.
I'm Alice, by the way.
What?
Alice?
Alice, wait.
I need to ask you something.
[Alice laughing]
[Phone ringing]
Hello?
Hey, Mike. Good of you to call.
It's your lucky day.
New information has recently come to light
from another source.
Some old documents
have just been donated to another nearby
parish office
by relatives of a previous vicar.
They include information on Snowgood
Church.
I've just been handed the file.
Go on. [Voice on phone]
One document
clearly shows that back in the early 1700s,
the church priest
at the time gave three families the task of
hiding
and protecting three Saxon crowns,
one per family.
Pirate raids were a problem then.
Is there any mention of the names of the
families involved.
We can just make out the names
of "Barth" something "Mew".
Definitely Harvey.
And what looks like.
Hagar.
Really, is there more?
It goes on to say that two of the families
lost their crowns.
The third crown, guarded
supposedly by the Hagar family,
is still out there somewhere.
What? It's interesting.
So the legend is actually true then. Carry
on.
One of the crowns that was lost around
the early 1800s
was thought to have been stolen
and melted down.
The Bartholomew's never forgave themselves.
Second crown lost around the same time
was in more tragic circumstances.
It appears it caused the drowning of three
out of five of the Harvey family children
after they attempted to rescue the Crown
from an eroded cliff face
that fell away into the sea.
Mary Harvey and her younger brother were at
the home
at the time when it happened.
She remained in the house
until her death in the 1870s.
Fascinating. Is there any mention of
William Hagar?
Parish records stop at about 1940,
but a certain William Hagar
is shown to be the only surviving
living relative of the Hagars' left in
Snowgood.
Assuming he's still alive.
Oh, and get this [voice on phone]
there was an exorcism [voice on phone]
that took place at the Harvey's house
to try and send the soul of Mary
Harvey to final rest.
It doesn't say if it was successful or not.
Yeah. Thanks, Look Mike.
The thing is, Hagar died 13 years ago,
right?
Interestingly, the information I receive
from.
Blackman's wife says that the chap who
vanished
not long after Hagar's death in 74,
and Blackman and his friend Rattlebone
last year were all looking for the Crown.
But the local police report
that was handed into the coroner's office
makes absolutely no mention of it.
Blackman actually wrote to his wife
on the morning of his disappearance.
He was worried,
I think, about what the locals thought
he and his friend were up to.
But they said he may have found something,
he even detailed,
where it might be and a possible
hiding place, I guess.
I thought I might go and take a look in
some of the woods later on.
The ones that are mentioned in the letter.
Really, well just be careful John,
remember, you need to look after yourself.
I'll call you back later [voice on phone]
There might be something more I have to
tell you. [Voice on phone]
I'm just not certain yet.
Alright. Intriguing?
Thanks, Mike.
Hiding place of the crown.
And to preserve the legend.
That Snowgood.
Has the honor to uphold.
We also vow
never to use the crowns for our own use,
but only for the good of England.
May the legacy left by William
[Voice fades into background]
Not sure all of you see it that way.
Did I just catch you talking to yourself
then John? First sign you know!
Hello Lyn.
So what do you think to all this then hey?
Where did William Hagar live before he
died?
Yeah, he lived at
what is now Lily Ramsbottom's Farm.
When he died,
his house was unsold
for a good ten years and sort of fell into
wrack and ruin
and sort of became a bit derelict, really.
And then, Lily
and her family came down from London and
took it on.
Mind you, old Tim Driscoll over there.
He wasn't too happy about it.
He's the one we were talking about in the
pub earlier.
Yeah.
He, he worked for Hagar for Oh, I don't
know, from childhood, really.
He practically lived there.
And so when Lily came down,
they had to turf him out.
He was squatting when she got there.
Well, maybe that explains why he's so
unpleasant then.
Are you friends with Lily?
I just thought I might wander up there,
tomorrow morning and ask a few questions.
Yeah, yeah, I know Lily.
Well, yeah.
Yeah, I mean, I don't know.
Do you want me to introduce to you, take
you up there?
I mean, it's not far.
I'll give you a lift if you like.
Actually, as it happens,
I'm not working tomorrow's lunch shift.
What, 9ish?
That would be great. Thanks Lyn. I really
appreciate it.
Is there someone called Alice
who lives in the village?
Not that I can think of. Why?
Well, I swear
I'm being followed by someone who's,
frankly, not very good at hiding
themselves.
Really?
Well, when I started
walking back to the hotel,
I bumped into this young girl,
I don't know, 15, 16, probably.
Said her name was Alice.
She said to me something like,
William Hagar will not hurt you if you
just drop it and go home.
What did this girl look like,
I don't know,
pretty, petite,
dressed in a kind of like 1950s sort of
way.
It can't be!
Actually, I have got to be somewhere.
I've just realized I'm late, so I'm
gonna have to say goodbye.
Hey, Lyn, Lyn! What is it?
This is going to sound really ridiculous,
but the only young girl,
the only Alice I know of in Snowgood.
Who meets your description.
Well, she died over 30 years ago.
What?
What?
What do you mean?
She was, William Hagar's sister.
I mean, I knew her really well.
She was a few years younger than me.
When she was 15, she died of TB.
The same strain of TB that nearly got me.
And I told you before that William also
died of TB. But,
but that was several years later.
It's ridiculous.
It must be somebody else.
[Sound of background applause from crowd]
Anyway, yeah, I will, I'll see you
to mm or row John.
Oh, good evening Mr Knightley. Good day?
Strange day, if I'm honest.
Abigail, what can you tell me about
William Hagar?
Did you know him?
What was he like?
Total wastrel.
Oh, is that the time? I must have cook
prepare supper.
Oh, I nearly forgot.
There's a message for you to call.
Chief Inspector Webb.
He's out tonight, but call him mid morning.
Okay.
[Knocking at the door]
[Even louder knocking at the door]
Who's there?
Who are you?
Do you need to ask me something?
Oh, come on, what are you doing?
There's no one there John.
There's no one there.
[Loud scream]
Morning!
Did you get a good night's sleep?
Not seen any more of my old, dead school
chums have we?
Not really.
And no.
Oh it's like that then is it?
Shall I shut up? Yeah.
Alright, come on, let's get in.
It's not far.
Just a couple of minutes up the road.
Lyn?
How well do you know Sergeant Finch?
What Finchy? Well, it's no secret.
He's not the easiest of men to like.
He's, well,
I've known him for years, you know?
I mean, he's like most people.
Once you get to know him, he's alright.
Thick as thieves and his mates at the pub.
Unfortunate turn of phrase for a policeman.
Do you think they might know more about the
disappearance
of these men than they're letting on?
Well, do you think
William Hagar might be involved?
Ay?
You're making it sound as if
you think William might still be alive.
What do you think it might be? I mean, a
headstone means nothing.
What?
No, no, I mean, how can he be?
I should know I was at the funeral.
Look, it's
no secret that William was obsessed
with the whole Crown legend thing.
But even if it did exist, does.
Whatever.
It's lost now, isn't it?
It's gone forever.
William is dead.
And I know that the society harp on
about keeping the crown safe
and everything, but
it's all just very nonsense, isn't it?
I mean, it might be good for tourism,
but that's about it,
You're not thinking
that William might actually help them
find the crown, are you?
I mean, that might be a bit tricky.
Seeing as he's six feet under.
Yeah, true.
Lyn look, are you sure you're happy helping
me with this?
I don't want you getting upset, and I
really don't
want you getting into danger
if things are not You know not what they
seem.
I do agree that
there is something a bit fishy.
There's something not quite right,
but I honestly don't think
it has got anything to do with my boss
or his mates.
I mean, have you seen them?
They're too stupid, for starters.
All talk and no trousers
and as for Sergeant Finch.
I've known him a long time.
Yeah, he's a rough diamond.
[Sound of branch snapping behind]
But I can't believe he's
rotten though
I mean, I think I'd have had an inkling, by
now.
[Distant girls laughter]
I've know him for so many
John!
[Girls laughter]
Where do you keep running off to?
It's nothing Lyn. Seriously.
It's nothing, okay.
Go on, let's go.
Yeah, oh look, there's Lily, I'll introduce
you.
Hi Lily!
Pleased to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too.
Lyn! Good to see you again.
I must pop, down to the pub for a catchup.
It feels like it's been ages.
It has been too long.
Call me John, by the way.
And, look, thanks,
both of you, for agreeing to meet like
this.
I really appreciate it.
What can we do to help?
Now, I know you want to talk about William
Hagar.
I do, I just want to know
anything you can tell me about him.
Well, as you know, he died
ten years before we moved onto the farm.
It is weird, though,
because I still feel
his presence on the farm.
It's like he's never left.
Probably something to do with the fact
Oh Lily, what are you like? You're as bad
as the others.
Something to do with what, Lily?
Oh it's nothing.
Mum, you're being weird again.
It's just you and your imagination.
Oh, I suppose so
but as for that, Tim Driscoll,
the bloke that worked for Hagar.
What about him?
Well, proper thug if ever there was one.
Do you know he was squatting on the farm
when we bought it?
I told him to get lost,
but he just keeps coming back
and watching us.
Oh, Sergeant Finch seems to do absolutely
nothing about it.
You've seen him haven't you Fred?
Yeah. Nasty piece of work.
I think he's alright.
You know, they were great friends.
They practically grew up together.
I bet he just misses the old times.
I do get it though.
That you can't just have him marching onto
your land whenever he feels like it.
Maybe so.
Look, I don't suppose either
of you saw anything strange around here
last year when the two men disappeared, did
you?
No, nothing?
Oh, one of the men did pay us a visit
though, didn't he?
And he was asking about Hagar.
I mean, just like you are.
I just think It's really sad those two men
just vanishing like that.
Their poor families.
It is.
It is sad.
Look, I think I've taken up enough of your
time.
Thank you both very much.
And if anything else occurs to you,
if you think of anything that might be
relevant, would you let me know.
I'm staying in the village at The Crown.
Yeah, of course.
[Sound of typing]
You're not going to believe this.
But someone in my office has been arrested
for hiding the official Brighton police
report.
The one that went missing,
before the coroner's court could convene
that meant they only had the local police
report to go on.
Which, as we know now is complete tosh.
We're questioning her now, but she hasn't
said anything yet.
Get this, it was Molly Cheeseman of all
people.
What! Surely not. I got her promoted.
Why and how did you find out?
Silly woman raised suspicions yesterday
when she started buying things
that were way above her pay grade.
She was then seen yesterday
by a couple of my team
taking files out the back of her car and
into her house.
When asked what the files were,
she told them to mind their own business,
but they managed to retrieve the files
before she got rid of them.
And guess what? They contained the original
Snowgood report.
Bloody hell Mike, what was she doing?
She must have had some connection
with someone who doesn't want the truth
to come out about what happened to those
missing men.
What does the file say?
The file insists
that the case was not conclusive
and should not be closed.
It also links the earlier Fredrick Osgood
case
to Blackman and Rattlebone.
The Brighton Police report quite rightly
states, there's more to it.
Too bloody right there is!
Be careful John.
Whatever the men were looking for
has real value.
I think there are some
who will commit murder to
stop people getting their hands on it.
Keep this under wraps at the moment.
If that's alright?
I'm not officially allowed to help you,
but if needs be, I'll send backup.
Thanks Mike, I owe you one.
And I will as I get more information,
I'll let you know.
But seriously, it's great to know my old
colleagues have my back.
Although to be honest, I'm not quite sure
how,
under wraps my investigation has been so
far.
I'm being followed by what I think
must be a local journalist.
Probably, after a story for the local rag.
He's got reporter written all over him.
Well let me know if I can do anything.
John.
Thanks, Mike. Bye.
[Sound of pips on phone]
Can I help you?
Well yes, as a matter of fact, I was
wondering
if you had any actual record of William
Hagar's burial.
Why? I mean, you are standing in front of
his grave.
I'm just interested that's all. I'm
looking into the disappearance
of two holidaymakers in the
village last year.
I thought you might know something about
it.
So you're the private detective.
Anyway, what could I tell you
that the police didn't already know?
True. How do you know I was a private
detective, by the way?
I mean friends in the society tell you?
Now, look, I really need to be getting on.
Mr Mr?
Knightley!
It was awful what happened to those two
men, quite frankly.
We all just want to try and move away from
it, if we can, as a community.
And this silly legend and the belief
that the crowns must be protected at all
cost
and may have something to do
with the disappearances,
well, it's just senseless
You see, that is interesting.
You see, recently unearthed
documents would suggest different.
And I have no recollection
of the legend of the Three Crowns
being associated with the disappearances at
all.
What documents?
I mean, what have you been told?
You should stay out of things that don't
concern you.
What?
I'll talk to you later.
Oh no, not again!
[Sound of thunder and rain]
And the rain!
Alice!
I told you,
if you carry on, you'll wind up like the
others.
Are you William's sister?
Be careful John Knightley.
These people mean you harm, William
doesn't.
But he must do what he's told
until he is free.
Only when someone he trusts
can take on the burden, or it is destroyed,
can he truly be free from the oath
he swore that even binds him in death.
You can help him by destroying it.
But how? How?
Find it and do what is necessary
before it is too late.
Especially for you.
Neither he nor I can destroy it.
It is now a curse to him.
He can never truly die.
Help him! John Knightley.
My God!
But be careful.
Mary will not understand
if you harm the crown,
even if it is the only way that she can be
free.
[help him, John Knightley]
[Help him]
God did that really happen?
I've got something to tell you.
Hagar is buried on my farm.
What?
Yes, the grave at the graveyard is empty.
Some of the locals, they put it there
to stop potential treasure hunters
coming to my farm
and digging him up, looking for Saxon
treasure.
If he was buried
at the graveyard, then they believe that no
one
would ever try and dig him up.
Oh, of course, it's all down to the
society.
I've only just recently found out myself
when I was clearing some undergrowth.
What are they up to?
And you can imagine how shocked I am.
My God, this is news.
Well, I reported it to Angus Finch.
He told me to keep it quiet
for the good of the village.
I agreed of course,
but I feel really uneasy about it.
For every now and again
the society, they meet at the graveside.
I keep well away,
what do you think they're doing.
I don't know,
But I'm damn well going to find out!
[Phone ringing]
Hello?
It's me.
David.
I think he's getting closer to the truth.
He may even find it.
The crown?
I have to go.
David!
David?
Wait a minute.
I know you.
You're No it can't be.
What the hell are you doing?
I'm just cleaning, sir.
Will you be staying for supper tonight? Or
will you be leaving?
What?
You can decide later.
I swear I had more.
Hi. Yeah, Mike Webb, please.
Thanks.
Mike.
Hey. Yeah.
Yeah, fine, fine.
Listen, how quickly
can you get here with an exhumation order
for William Hagar?
What? That fast?
That's great, how come?
Wait, another file found in Molly's flat?
All of them.
Every report has been changed.
Yeah.
Look, Mike, here's the thing.
Hagar is not buried in the cemetery as he
should be.
How the hell did all these people
find out about this so quickly?
It doesn't matter though, it's not going
to effect what we find.
Davey, get the digger ready.
Put it down there.
Let it down.
Yeah.
Good.
It's William Hagar.
Oh, well, at least that's what it says on
the bracelet.
To my son William.
From your loving mother, Beatrice.
Satisfied, Knightley?
Done your job!
You've dug up Hagar.
You haven't heard the last of this.
Thanks for today, Mike.
Thanks for coming all the way over.
I know it's a big favour to ask.
How quickly
do you think the pathologist is going to be
able to I.D.
the body?
It'll be at least a couple of weeks.
Oh God.
You told me John, that Hagar died of TB.
Looking at that chap's skull,
it seems to me he died of something
much more violent.
Yeah.
I mean,
yes, he died of TB, but,
to be honest,
I don't know what's going on here.
Are you alright John?
You not overdoing it, are you?
It's not going to be a recurrence of
You know what?
Those pills won't do all the work.
You need to avoid some stress.
Or you're going to go over the top or
worse.
Look, Mike, seriously.
I'm fine, alright.
Alright, well, you must take it easy.
You let me know if there's
anything that you find.
I'll get back to you as quickly as I can.
As soon as we know the identity of that
body.
And if you should happen to
literally dig up any information
about the crown, that seems to be at the
heart
of what we're doing here,
you let me know.
But for now,
you should get back to the hotel and rest
up.
And that's an order.
Thanks, Mike.
John, can I have a word?
Look, I
I just wanted to say sorry
for deceiving you.
It's just my boss, well all of them.
They've just been so desperate to keep
William's
resting place a secret.
You've done a pretty good job of fooling
me.
And you shut Lily up this morning
pretty quickly when she tried to tell me.
But it's not as simple as you say.
Until we identify who that is in that
coffin.
Actually, I just want to say I'm sorry,
alright?
I know I should have trusted you.
Listen,
actually I've got something that might be a
help.
The Society
are going to be meeting here, later
tonight,
well just to discuss what to do
as everyone knows now that William's
not at the cemetery.
Well, I just thought it might be useful.
You know, if you were to be
a fly on the wall, so to speak.
You know, I mean, you never know.
You might learn something.
Thanks, Lyn.
Yeah, I might just do that. Although
Why they all want to come here
in the dead of night and stand around
William Hagar's empty grave
I can only imagine.
Listen, John, erm,
there is one thing I've been thinking that
if you do decide to come along later,
can you,
can you just not mention it
to any of the villagers?
Why?
Do you know, I think we owe it to the
society
just to keep a lid on things.
Just until they've worked out
how to move forward.
Now that everybody's going to know that.
William's been dug up.
I just think it'd be a kindness, you know.
Anyway, I have to go.
But I'll catch you later. Alright.
John!
[Ghostly girls voice]
You've not looked closely enough.
Dig, John. Dig!
Wait.
Wait, don't go!
[Sound of spade hitting grave floor]
Oh my!
Both of you!
Buried under Hagar's coffin.
Very clever.
Right.
I'm gonna cover you up, gents,
I'm afraid.
[Sound of typing]
So you're sure he'll come along tonight?
He will.
Just got to make sure he doesn't have any
back-up with him, that's all.
That friend of his, what's his name
again?
Webb?
Is it?
He could be back at any minute.
Spoken to old your old boyfriend lately?
You know, ghost boy?
Asking him for the keys to the castle, so
to speak?
Aren't you funny!
You know full well he doesn't talk to us.
How can he, he's dead.
We have, however,
seen his spirit a few times,
in spite of what you might think.
And we know that he's doing our bidding.
Well, we hope he's
doing our bidding by keeping the crown safe
for us,
but he don't actualy speak to us.
He's hardly gonna tell us where it is now
is he?
You honestly believe that his spirit guards
that crown?
All that mumbo jumbo
about the power of life and death that
crown holds.
Yeah, your as bad as that idiotic brother
of yours, Roger.
Do you really think that apparition we see
from time to time is William,
come back from the grave to do our dirty
work?
When are you all going to get it in your
thick skulls that he's not dead?
He's grave was empty, for Christ sakes.
When we dropped that archeologist in there
all them years ago,
there was nothing there.
Although looking at him
You'd probably think he was dead.
He's just a psycho.
Luckily on our side.
What if he really has come back from the
dead?
What if
What if all he wants to do
is just keep his promise
like he made all those years
ago and keep the crown safe?
What, then?
Look, I've read up on all of this stuff.
If we take it away from him,
he's got nothing left.
He can't
He can't really pass over properly.
Well, not until it's destroyed anyway.
And by the way,
will you not be rude about my brother
again, please?
It's thanks to him that you're working
your poxy office station from here. Not
down in Kingston like you should be.
Don't think of trying anything funny Lyn.
You want the wealth that crown will bring
as much as the rest of us.
You know it's worth over a million quid.
And that would be really handy for all of
us.
Yeah, well, what about Anton and Abigail?
Well, they don't want to sell it. They want
to keep it hidden.
Rubbish!
All that crap about restoring family
honour.
When they see the pound notes,
they'll be only too happy to toe the line.
As for Abigail thinking
that while getting rid of the crown she'll
get rid of Mary Harvey.
Like you think you can send lover boy to
eternal peace.
Mary Harvey does not exist.
Yes, I'll admit there's something strange
about that place.
That affects people's minds.
But honestly, Mary Harvey?
Even If she was real,
I'm sure she wouldn't want to be got rid
of.
Abigail might have a bit of a shock trying.
Do you know something?
I don't even know why I took up with you.
Your just a bastard aren't you!
The history I have on you Lyn Belchor.
You'd be lucky not to do 15 years
running that club,
even if it was all those years ago.
My mates in Brighton would love to talk to
you.
So stop your whining!
Stop telling me you want the crown to
release spooky boy.
You really are stupid.
[Sound of dead phone line]
Damn it!
Abigail, what the hell are you doing?
But never mind.
The phone in my room is dead.
Oh, yeah.
Sorry, sir, the whole village is down.
There's a problem with the line a couple of
miles
away at Kingston.
It won't be up again until tomorrow
morning I'm afraid at the earliest.
Christ!
Will you be needing supper tonight, sir.
Abigail, you lying
Oh God! I've left it too late.
This is hopeless.
[Sound of branch snapping]
Wait.
Wait a minute.
By the
By the Foreways.
A large fallen tree just off the path
Dolores, you clever girl.
Here we are.
Right you're here somewhere, I know you
are.
Tree, fallen tree, just off the path.
You are here somewhere.
This is crazy.
This is crazy.
It's like looking for a needle in a
haystack!
I'm not even sure the needle is even here.
Oh, God!
So everything's in order for tonight, is it
Abigail?
You know, once we have him and all that?
All is in hand.
Mary is very active at the moment.
She seems to know that that detective is a
real threat.
Exposing us all will put the crown in a
really vulnerable position.
Mark my words, by the time she's finished
with him,
he will have lost his mind. We won't need
to do anything.
And Anton says that without
his pills is a dead man.
And the others? Are they ready?
I think so, I just saw
Tim cutting the line.
Although, I only just stopped Knightley,
putting a call through earlier.
[Sound of door opening]
We may have a problem.
Why? What's happened?
Oh, I just seen someone that, looked like
you know, one of the men that we had, you
know
When was this?
This morning.
Oh, why are you only just telling us now?
Because I thought I must have been
mistaken.
But on thinking about it.
It was him!
Who?
Blackman!
Oh, don't be ridiculous. He's dead. You
know he is.
And?
I mean, being dead doesn't seem to make
much difference in this village anymore.
William, I don't know what your
friends in Snowgood told you,
but those men
I don't think they're trying to protect the
crown at all.
I think that
they want to keep it for themselves.
I think they're using you.
It's here isn't it?
The crown, it's here.
[Sound of dead phone line]
[Sound of phone slammed down]
[Sound of old time swing dance music]
[Sound of dog barking outside]
[Sound of dog barking outside]
[dog barking]
[Woman's laughter in background]
[Sound of nails screeching down glass]
[Womans ghostly voice]
Leave the crown alone!
Leave it!
Hello?
Hello Jane, it's me.
It's me.
I don't quite know what's happening at the
moment,
but I keep, I keep seeing things,
and hearing things.
Yeah, yeah,
no, I don't I don't know, but I'm just
not
I'm not in a very good place at the moment
and I need you here.
Could you, could you come and see me, I
really need you here?
Thank you Jane Bye.
Oh Mother Earth and all you Saxon gods.
Bring your brother William Hagar to us.
And the Crown of all England.
Rid us from those
who will take the crown from us
and destroy our society.
Which only
[Voice fades into background]
Help William Hagar to understand
that we only
[Voice fades into background]
Christ Lyn!
Sorry. We closed early. What's going on?
God, Christ knows what they're up to.
Your brave. No Coat?
Yeah. Left it in the car.
I was rushing to get here.
Regretting it now, though.
I'm bloody freezing.
I don't know what they're doing.
I, Roger Hopeman,
do swear as one of the founding families
of Snowgood, to help this group
protect the crown.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Hello? Show yourselves.
Is anyone there?
Who's there? Show yourselves.
[Scream]
It's ok, it's me, Anton. What happened to
you?
You okay?
It was Hagar. It was Hagar! He was here!
Oh, well,
if it was him,
look what he's left behind.
I don't believe it, it's the crown!
Why? Why?
Well, it's obvious, isn't it?
He finally trusts us to either hide it
or make sure it's never found again.
Was that really Hagar?
It means I'm not going mad.
Other people can see him.
He's real.
Only then will he finally pass over.
God, you lot
are pathetic.
All these talk about ghosts.
Hagar's not dead. He's just bloody good
at hiding.
He believes we're going to keep it
[Laughing]
But what about our agreement?
We promised to keep it safe.
Alive or dead it was Hagar who killed all
those people
to save the crown from being found.
All we did was clear up his mess.
Then shove all those bodies in the grave.
Anyway,
we all know how much that crown's worth.
But do our family pledges
mean nothing to any of you?
Not to my bank manager they don't
[Laughter]
Alright. I've heard enough
I'm going back to the hotel to get the car.
I'm going to go for help.
It's never, ever found again
Well done Lyn, looks like our plan worked.
Oh, this is madness!
Pity, I quite liked him really.
But this is crazy.
The police will be back soon.
They collected a body, remember?
Oh, relax.
As you said, a night in the cellar
with no pills and he'll be dead
in the morning anyway.
Massive heart attack.
That's what the police will conclude.
And if they do identify
that body they took away
and even find the other two underneath
the coffin,
what will it prove, Hagar's alive out
there committing murders at will.
Well, I suppose so, but,
but what happens when Hagar
finds out he's been tricked?
None of us are going to be safe.
Hagar is gone!
He's not coming back. Alright?
For gods sake, get him back to Abigail's
place.
Hagar?
No! Lyn, what have you done?
Where am I?
What are you gonna do to me?
Well, we've taken
you back to your hotel, Mr Knightley.
To, shall we say, one of the less
comfortable rooms.
You won't be needing these anymore.
Oh, Lyn.
I'm sorry John, really I am.
Oh, it's nothing personal.
[Loud knocking at door]
I've seen your little ceremony Anton
and I know you don't want any of this,
but you've got to do something.
I saw it all, and I watched Knightley
be dragged away.
Oh, where are they taking him?
Mum, you've got to calm down.
Lily, wait.
Please, I can explain.
Explain? Explain what?
I knew something was going on
when I heard the rumours.
Oh, what have I done?
They've taken him back to the hotel.
Oh, we've got to call the police.
But we can't.
They've cut the lines to the village.
But we've got to do something.
We can't just leave him.
[Loud thumping at the door]
[distant banging]
[Woman's faint laughter]
[distant banging]
Who is it?
Is that anybody?
He's here.
[Help him!]
Come on.
We've got no time to lose.
We must help.
Now Anton!
And bring the pills he needs.
[Sound of banging]
Who is it?
[Sound of banging]
[banging]
You! I told you to go!
[Woman's laughter]
Leave him alone Mary!
[Ethereal ghostly loud whisper]
Alice?
Thank god!
Help me, please.
[faint snoring]
Oh my god! What are we doing?
Lyn?
Has Lyn been in?
No, why, I thought she was with you.
What's going on, had a row?
Mistreating my sister again,
have you, Sergeant?
She just got up and ran out.
Don't worry, it's fine, she'll be back.
You know what she's like.
Probably been to see Abigail's hotel guest.
Just sit down.
You lot kill me.
As if Mary Harveys ghost or whatever's
going to finish him off.
Think what a stress he's had over the past
few days.
And having no pills left.
He'll be dead by the morning anyway.
Found dead in his hotel room.
Another tragic but explainable death.
Keeping it hidden I see?
Oh, Sandra, what are you doing up?
Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you boys, I
couldn't sleep,
I just came down for cuppa.
[Scream]
[Sound of screaming and violent activity]
[Sound of woman weeping]
Where the bloody hell did you go?
I've been to see Abigail, at Courthopes.
Angus! What happening?
No! No!
Roger?
Roger.
Roger!
Roger!
My guess is in the cellar. You know, out of
the way.
But surely we should wait until the morning
when we can get help.
For pity's sake, Anton!
We need to help him now!
Although how we get into the cellar?
I've no idea.
We can't just march in to the hotel
and look for the entrance. Even if it is
1:00 in the morning.
We might not have to.
What?
My mate Digby worked here last year for a
bit,
and he told me about this secret entrance
behind the old loos
and it never got sealed off.
And since the proper toilets
got built over a hundred years ago,
everyone's forgotten about it.
Be careful and don't take any chances.
The stairs are so steep.
Slow Down!
Anton! Just wait there.
I'll find him.
But I'll need your help later.
Just stay there.
Oh, yes.
Of course.
Golly, his coat!
He must be here.
[Woman's faint laughter]
There you are!
It's okay. Let's just get you out of here
mate.
Come on.
Come on mate, come on.
Wait there, your coat. Hang-on.
Here we go.
You're alright.
Come on.
[Louder woman's laughter]
Give me a hand!
There's something down here!
Hurry! It's behind me!
Oh my God!
Come on.
Where is he? Where's Freddie?
Freddie!
Wait, get him to the car.
There's no way to get through.
The phone lines are still down?
No, don't contact the local police,
whatever you do.
Finch must not know we're on our way.
With what we know now, I'm concerned John
might be in danger.
I just hope we're not too late.
What do you mean sir?
Well even though the pathologists only got
the body yesterday afternoon,
they've already identified it as that of
Frederick Osgood.
The chap that disappeared in 74?
Crickey! So he was murdered and dumped in
Hagar's grave then sir?
Certainly looks that way.
And with everything that was said at the
exhumation,
I'm concerned John might go that way, too.
Maybe that's what happened to the other two
guys.
But what happened to Hagar?
I've no idea.
Maybe he's not as dead as John says he is.
But a ghost. Really? I don't get that.
Yeah Webb here?
[Responding to radio call]
Oh, as the telephones still aren't working,
I'm going to take a drive into Kingston in
a minute
and see if I can get some help.
Anton. Can you stay here and look after
John?
Oh and Freddie be an angel and make us a
cup of tea, will you?
But, mum, it's already six in the morning
and I haven't even gone to bed yet.
Oh, I'm too exhausted to argue.
Oh, John.
Oh, John.
It's me,
Lily! Listen, you're safe now.
Come on, let's have a look at you.
Get off, I'm alright!
Well, what did they do to you?
Oh, God.
They just left me there with her.
Oh, God, it was in my head.
You're okay, it's alright.
And you've got your pills.
You're gonna be okay.
She's gone.
Oh, God.
I couldn't move.
I couldn't do anything.
If Alice hadn't come, she would have
Alice?
William's sister
she saved me.
Are you sure it was Alice?
You see,
she died over 30 years ago.
Oh, my God!
[Banging at door]
Who is it?
Is anybody here?
[Sound of door slamming]
[Sound of police siren in background]
Open up!
It's the police!
No sign of John.
I've just been to his room.
No Mary, you don't understand.
[voice from other side of door]
Oh, please!
[voice from other side of door]
Sir, quickly!
Just had reports of screams coming from the
village pub!
We'll come back to this later Smith.
Follow me!
Don't let anyone in or out until we return.
Understood?
Yes, sir.
I know what he wants me to do.
Whatever it is, I'm coming with you.
It's the least I can do.
[Sound of police siren]
Oh my God!
Sorry sir, I just had a message on the
Christ!
What the?
It was him.
It was awful.
Who did you see?
Hagar.
He took something from them.
He had to take it home to the farm.
Lily Ramsbottom's, up on the cliffs.
You find him up there?
Was there anyone else here?
Sergeant Finch.
He got away.
And Lyn.
Roger's sister.
She got here just after Hagar left.
But she ran away when she saw what had
happend.
Oh, why did she leave me?
Smith?
Yes sir?
You lot wait here with the ambulance.
Toogood, give me your keys. I'll take your
car up to the farm.
Why is Constable Banks here?
I specifically told him to wait
in the hotel with Jones.
I thought we could use him sir.
We'll sort that out later,
you're not to come unless I radio for help.
Understood?
Yes sir.
Here we are. At the end.
So much trouble for so small a thing.
May you do your duty
to protect and let the souls of William
and Mary rest in peace and release
them from their burden.
Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Please!
Please stop that.
Doctor Blackman! It can't be? You're,
you're
Who the hell are you?
Why have you been following me?
Stop! I'm
I'm Doctor Blackman's brother. His twin
brother.
Dolores Blackman. You're her brother in
law?
Yes
I'm sorry. This has to be done.
No, no, no, no!
He's got a gun John. He's got a gun!
No, I'm not afraid to use it.
My brother was so hopeless with money.
Dolores and I think this is the right thing
to do.
Just, just hand it over.
Have you really got what it takes to kill
us?
Because that is what it's going to take
Surely we can come to some
Mike! Careful, he's got a gun.
I should imagine he would have John.
See David, he's quite serious about this.
As am I, I'm afraid.
John, you can't imagine how much I need
my share of the value of what's in that
bag.
So you're the family friend
that gave Dolores Blackman my details?
You're not going to get away with this,
Mike.
Your team will be here soon, and then what?
How are you going to explain this?
David and I couldn't get here in time,
Anton tried to finish you off to keep the
crown for himself.
Lies, lies!
Then Hagar, who must still be alive
turned up and pitched both of you over the
edge
and sent the crown after you.
Tragic really.
David and I saw it all from afar.
By the time we got here,
Hagar, or someone who looked like him, had
run off.
We put a manhunt in place for Hagar.
After all we know his grave is empty.
The truth will never be discovered.
The remaining society members
What do you mean remaining society members?
You don't know, do you?
Hagars already finished off two of them.
They'll have no problem believing that he's
finished
you two off as well.
Now back towards the fence please
and make this as painless as possible.
Mike, you don't have to do this.
David, give me that.
Dolores said you might not have the stomach
for it, when it came to it.
Who the devil are you?
Alice, of course.
[Loud terrifying scream]
Blackman, no!
Jesus!
[Sound of police siren in distance]
See you soon, John Knightley.
You might need help on your journey.
Oh, no!
The outgoing tide will have that out to sea
and buried in no time.
Detective Inspector Webb!
I know you said you'd radio sir.
You alright, sir?
Seems your boss is not what he appears to
be.
Webb is as guilty as the rest of them.
He just tried to kill me
and the doctor and take the crown,
which is well on its way out to sea by the
way.
Jesus Christ, the boss?
I don't believe it!
Oh, my God!
Oh, and you'll find Blackman
dead on the rocks below.
Banks! You go back to the hotel in
Toogood's car and check on Jones.
Sir.
Guys, I need a favour.
We've got to get back to the farm.
There's something I've got to show you.
Back up will be here in a couple of minutes
and we'll go then.
And we've arrested the verger.
Caught him trying to leave.
Snowgood in that flashy motor of his.
Abigail Harvey is still at the hotel,
locked in her room.
It sounds like she's completely gaga
banging on about Mary or something.
Anyway, we're waiting for reinforcements
to come and break the door down and arrest
her.
Angus Finch is under arrest in hospital,
babbling about how it's all William Hagar.
And he also said the Hagar's responsible
for killing Rattlebone and Blackman.
Although where their their bodies are.
Lord only knows.
I can only conclude that William Hagar
must still be alive.
After all, it wasn't his remains, was it?
It was Osgood, the previous archeologist.
Yeah, and Lyn Belchor.
We caught her trying to board the milk
train at Kingston station.
Yeah.
Car broken down, run out of petrol.
Anyway, she's in a right old state.
She's telling us nothing.
Bartholomew, on the other hand,
is telling us everything.
Saying he's being coerced.
So the question
is, where do we find all these other
bodies?
And where's William Hagar?
Right there back in his grave
where the coffin would have lain.
Mother of Jesus!
God, where did that come from?
How do you know sir?
I know, and I'm pretty sure
that the tests will prove that I'm right.
He's finally returned home.
Quest done.
The crown will never be recovered.
So you really do believe in all this ghost
stuff?
Oh, yes.
You'll also find the bodies of Blackman
and Rattlebone about a foot underneath
poor William.
The Society
thought it would make the perfect hiding
place.
Very neat.
Oh my God!
But look guys, I'm
gonna head back to the hotel, get my things
together,
freshen up a bit before I head home.
I'll see you both back there?
Yeah. Did you want a lift, sir?
It's very kind of you, but
no, I think I probably need the walk.
Sir, excuse me.
We found your bag in the woods.
I can drop it off at the hotel for you if
you like.
That would be fantastic.
Thank you, Constable.
Oh, and gentlemen,
I assume you'll be paying
Dolores Blackman a visit?
Yeah, tomorrow, I think sir.
Excellent. I'll see you there.
Down to you
I believe.
Why's it always me!
There you go Constable. Good job.
Thanks.
What a night, eh?
Morning.
Morning sir.
Hello again fellas.
Thanks for popping over Lily.
To be honest, I thought you'd have gone
straight to bed
after last night's fun and games.
I just wanted to see you off
and make sure you're okay.
Thank you.
It's really kind.
I'm going to have a bath.
Get my things together, and I won't be
long.
And I'll leave you all to it.
I just need to get home.
I can wait for you if you like?
I've got nothing better to do today.
Well, apart from sleep.
Thank you
Lily.
Is Harvey still locked in her room?
Yeah, I'm afraid so Sarge.
Just waiting on a battering ram.
It's the only way we're going to get in,
that door is solid.
Gents? Do me a favour
when you finally get her out of there,
will you let me know what she's got to say
for herself.
Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
[Woman's laughter]
[Faint squeak of door handle turning]
You have destroyed it!
[fading heartbeat]
[Woman's laughter]
Oh, Christ!
These damn dreams.
Right.
Alice, what are you doing here?
To thank you for what you did.
My brother is now free.
And to help you on your journey.
I know William is free.
I saw his remains returned to where
they should be.
And what about Mary?
She was angry and she took it out on you.
Although in time
she will pass over to our side
whether she wants to or not.
What do you mean, our side?
John, look in the bathroom.
Something's not right.
Oh, I might have to call you back.
Follow me.
Oh my God!
Mary did this to me.
The crown gone, William saved.
You couldn't stop her doing it, could you
Alice?
It's my time, I understand.
Toogood!
John! John, are you in there?
John?
Oh, no!
Oh, no!
I think he's had a heart attack and drowned
the poor sod.
[Sound of woman shrieking in background]
It's that Harvey woman.
I don't believe it.
[Sound of door creaking open]
Abigail?
It's me.
Lily.
What's happened to you?
Don't think I'm ready to go yet.
I'm not ready.
Noooo!
Can I help you?
Morning Miss
I'm Detective Constable Toogood.
This is my colleague, Detective Sergeant
Smith.
We're looking for a Dolores Blackman.
Does she live here?
Yes, but the police What's going on?
Who might you be miss?
I'm her granddaughter. Why?
What is it dear?
How can I help you?
Mrs Blackman? Would you perchance be
related to a David Blackman at all?
Yes. I was married to his brother.
Look, what's all this about?
I'm afraid Mrs Blackman
there's been an accident
and David Blackman has
God what? What's happened to him?
Is he okay?
Is he alright? Tell me.
I'm afraid Mr Blackman has been killed.
We wanted to inform you and ask you to
No!
Oh my God!
I told him to be careful
and not to take any risks.
He didn't listen to me.
He just didn't listen to me.
And now
And now He's such a stupid, stupid
man.
I just don't know what to do.
I don't know what to do and now I've lost
them both.
Mrs Blackman, we'd like to take you down to
the station and ask you a few questions.
Come on.
Don't you touch me!
I can manage by myself.
Don't worry my dear, I'll be back soon.
This is ridiculous.
Please don't forget to feed the cat.
Granny!
Why do you still come here mum?
Poor soul he had no family or friends.
Who else would do it for him?
That's why he's buried here.
No one else claimed him.
Rest in peace John.
You at least deserve that.
His headstone should arrive soon.
Who are they for?
Abigail.
Really? After what she did?
It wasn't her fault.
They made her do it.
She just wanted to see Mary rest in peace.
I'll never forget seeing
the poor woman possessed by Mary's spirit.
It was horrible.
No one could have survived that.
When Abigail died,
Mary passed over.
She over there, come on.
[Woman's ghostly laughter]
[Musical outro song] As I reach out to you
and you appear to me
and as I touch your skin
you adhere to me
we're one and the same
though you're gone you'll remain
you'll never be far
from me
you'll never be far from me
your beautiful face
and I can still trace
and I miss so much
it's only a touch away from me
it's only a touch away from me
and as I look to the stars
you shine through the night.
Oh I wish I was in the sky with you
until the morning