Unchosen (2026) s01e02 Episode Script

1
[disquieting music plays]
[footfalls echo ominously]
[Mr. Phillips] Save me, O God,
for the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in the miry depths.
The floods engulf me.
[Mrs. Phillips] Evil exists, Rosie.
We must live our beliefs.
[congregation] Repent! Repent!
-[Rosie gasps]
-Repent! Repent! Repent!
[gasps]
[birds chirp pleasantly]
[breathes heavily]
[door opens distantly]
[midwife] Rosie, it's time.
[somber theme music plays]
[Hannah grunting]
[groans]
[continues grunting]
[Mrs. Phillips] How's Grace?
All right. Yeah, she's fine.
Five minutes apart.
There's a way to go yet.
Maybe.
They seem to get faster every baby.
Thank you for helping.
I know it's not easy for you.
I'm happy to.
[sighs]
-Wait in hope for the Lord, Rosie.
-Amen.
Why don't you go
and make the children some breakfast?
[Hannah continues groaning]
[gentle somber music plays]
[Hannah grunting]
[Adam] By the time
you're back from school,
you're gonna have a new cousin.
Uncle Isaac said I can have first cuddle.
Toast or cereal?
Egg on toast, like Mummy makes.
[knocking at window]
[Mr. Phillips] Brother Adam.
Grace, would you be a big girl
and pop to the shed
and get some eggs for yourself, yeah?
[chickens cluck]
One, two, buckle my shoe ♪
Three, four, he's knocking at the door ♪
Five, six, he never plays-- ♪
[Sam] Hello, Grace.
It's okay. [chuckles softly]
It's just me.
Sam.
From the river.
Do you remember?
Is that breakfast?
What'll you have?
Scrambled? Fried?
I-- I shouldn't be talking to you.
You're an unchosen.
What's an unchosen?
You are.
So I can't be your friend,
can't play music,
and I can't cut my hair.
[Sam sighs]
Lots of rules.
They keep me safe from the devil.
What's that?
This is a corn dolly.
I used to make these all the time
when I was your age.
You can have it if you want.
Something to remember me by.
Keep it in your pocket.
Three, four, knocking on the door ♪
[Adam] The Great Leader?
How the secular authorities dare
to question his tax affairs…
And obviously, uh,
Mr. Crane's financial expertise,
much needed in Canada.
So…
an opportunity, Adam.
Sorry, I don't follow.
A leadership role.
Probationary period.
[Adam exhales]
Goodness. I…
I, uh…
Thank you.
It's much deserved.
You put us first. Before your own brother.
Disciplinary matters, family members.
Our greatest challenge.
I'm honored
to take up this mantle.
I know it's not
what you would have wanted.
You will make a good shepherd.
[solemn music plays]
But now…
a big day.
No greater job than to save a man's soul.
[sighs]
[door closes]
[Rosie] Anthony,
what does your dad prefer?
Honey or Marmite?
Don't know.
Okay, we'll go with honey.
Why don't you take this up to him?
Don't want to.
Don't want to be tainted.
Anthony, I know you must be scared,
but… Daddy's just broken a rule.
That's all.
Aunt Rosie?
Yeah.
[softly] Do you ever break the rules?
[ominous music plays]
Hey.
Hey, Rosie. Please, you need to help me.
Just call this number.
What is it?
It's, uh, just a friend. Uh, Charley.
They'll be worried. Please.
-I can't do that.
-Please.
-[knocking]
-[Grace] Mummy.
-Where's the baby?
-Rosie, thank you.
[lock clicks]
[door opens]
-[Hannah groans]
-Hey.
-All's well?
-Yeah, she's okay.
Mummy, corn dolly.
The man made it for me.
[ominous music intensifies]
What man?
-The man from--
-Isaac gave me this.
Told me to ring Charley.
Who is he?
"She."
Charley's a woman.
Unchosen.
Rosie, whatever happens here today,
I have to prove myself.
-To who?
-[vehicle approaches]
To God.
-He must know I'm worthy.
-[vehicle doors close]
[men chatter indistinctly]
Sister Amy will take Grace
and her cousins to school.
Anthony stays here with the men.
[tense music plays]
[Adam] Mr. Phillips, my brother's sin
is worse than I first thought.
[uneasy ethereal music plays]
[Adam] We're not here
to punish you, brother.
Or humiliate you.
But to bring you back to the Lord.
It's just a phone, Adam.
But it's more than that, isn't it?
No, Adam. Adam, no, hey.
Adam, please, no.
-This is for your own good.
-[liquid pours]
No. No, I don't want it, Adam, please.
[uneasy music intensifies]
-Drink it, brother.
-No, I don't want it.
Drink it! And listen to me.
You are living in sin.
Adulterous, lustful sin.
[midwife] Rosie, come now. Come away.
Let the men do their work.
Keep going.
[groans]
Here, take a breath. That's it.
[groans]
That's it, honey. Keep going.
[groans heavily]
[uneasy ethereal music continues playing]
[winces]
You betray your faith.
[swallows and exhales]
And your wife.
And your family.
More.
No. No.
Ugh.
Fight this.
Just fight this demon.
Hey, you fight it.
And you defeat it.
You will prove to Jesus
you are worthy of heaven.
Yeah.
Repent.
[men] Repent! Repent!
-[Hannah groans]
-Repent! Repent!
Repent! Repent! Repent!
-I need to go.
-[Mrs. Phillips] Rosie?
[Rosie] I need some air.
[suspenseful classical music plays]
[music swells and stops]
[sighs softly]
[intriguing musical flourish plays]
[tense brooding music plays]
[lock clicks]
[Adam] This sickness…
Let us help you.
Dr. Bailey can free you
from this unhealthy passion.
[Isaac] How will a doctor help?
[slurring] There isn't a pill
that'll change how I feel.
Adam, please.
Please, why are you doing this to me?
You are in the grip
of an ungodly perversion.
[scoffs]
And you'd know all about that,
hey, brother?
[melancholic music plays]
No! No, no… [mutters]
[Isaac gags]
[splutters and coughs]
No, no, no! No.
[spits] No! No, no.
[thuds]
-Sit down.
-No.
-Sit down!
-No, I'm not going to do this, okay?
Sit down.
No, I am sorry
for what I've done to Hannah.
Okay? No, I am sorry
for what I've done to Hannah.
-I truly wish I could love her.
-Sit down!
I truly tried to love her.
But I don't.
God knows I tried. I didn't look for love.
But yes, I found love elsewhere.
That doesn't make me a pervert!
That doesn't make me a pervert!
No. No, Adam, please.
Not this. Anything else.
Don't use my boy against me, Adam.
Please.
[somber ethereal music plays]
Anthony. Hey.
Anthony, look at me.
I'm here. Hey, I'm here.
I'm sorry, okay?
Hey, Daddy's here.
Daddy's here.
Please.
-[winces sadly]
-Devil.
[inaudible]
[somber ethereal music continues]
[whimpers]
[yells]
[baby crying]
[music turns hopeful and serene]
[Hannah groans]
[midwife] Here.
[Hannah chuckles softly]
-[laughing] Blessed be the child.
-Oh, hello.
Here. [laughs]
-You're okay. Come on.
-[midwife] There.
-[baby cries]
-Oh, I know.
-[Mrs. Phillips] Aw!
-[midwife] Beautiful baby boy.
[sighs and laughs]
[Mrs. Phillips] A chosen one.
[Mr. Phillips] Get up!
-[struggling]
-[Adam] In there.
[Isaac grunts]
[man] Come on.
-[Hannah chuckles]
-[baby cries]
Come on in, Rosie.
Oh! [laughs]
Ooh! Beautiful little child.
[Hannah] I'm so proud of you.
I heard you did brilliantly downstairs.
And you needn't worry.
We won't let Daddy
see the baby until he's all better.
We need to keep baby Noah safe.
And you mustn't worry either.
No matter what happens,
we'll look after you.
Much easier now with Adam.
Are you excited, Rosie? The news?
Sorry?
Adam's been made an elder.
Right.
Come on, Anthony.
Let's give your mum some peace.
[footsteps recede into distance]
-[door closes]
-[baby coos]
Congratulations.
I never asked for this.
No? It seems some people
don't have to do much.
Still climb the ladder.
I-I'm sorry about Isaac.
-[sniffles]
-About all of this.
But it doesn't make a difference
if Adam's an elder or not.
I'll always help.
'Course you will.
[breath trembles]
[sarcastically] Aunt Rosie, the saint.
[melancholic music plays]
[midwife] You know that…
Isaac's pain…
it's nothing compared
to the torment of eternal damnation.
Our suffering brings us closer to God.
But where is the love in all of this, Mum?
You always taught me Jesus is love.
And… love comes in-- in different ways.
[gently] Hey.
[faucet squeaks, water stops]
[glasses clatter softly]
Put your trust in the Lord…
and the men who follow his instructions.
Mr. Phillips, Adam.
Their rules.
Regulations are the word of God.
Even when the heart says otherwise.
What are you doing?
-Mr. Phillips said--
-No!
No, don't drink that.
-Go play with your cars.
-[liquid pours]
[Mrs. Phillips] Sit down, Anthony.
Come on.
-Here you go.
-Mmm.
Right.
That's a fancy one. Big wheels.
-Which is your favorite? Blue one?
-[Anthony] Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah.
Do you ever think about him?
Your son?
No.
[ominous music plays]
[hands immerse in water]
[Rosie scrubs laundry]
[switch flicks heavily]
[ominous music intensifies]
[tender music plays]
[chattering indistinctly]
[brakes squeal gently]
[door slides open]
-Mummy!
-Hey, chickpea! Oh.
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
[man] Is Sam there?
He-- He called me from this number.
-Who's this?
-It's Mason.
Look, I-- I need to speak with him.
Tell him the police are looking for him.
It's all kicking off over here.
Sam's not here.
Don't call here again.
-[tense music plays]
-[phone beeps]
[gasps]
-[keys jingle and fall]
-Fuck.
[door opens]
[grunts]
[engine starts]
[engine revs, tires squeal]
[cries softly]
[Rosie] Do you want me
to take him for a bit?
[continues crying]
Yeah, I know. I know.
It's okay. Let's go on a walk.
Let's go. Let's go.
[Noah coos]
[softly] Isaac.
[Noah coos]
I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have given Adam your note.
The baby…
what did she have?
[lock rattles]
This is Noah.
[tender music plays]
[Hannah groans in distance]
[Noah cries softly]
Hello, Noah.
Are you okay?
[sighs] So peaceful.
I love you, Noah. Hmm?
My baby boy. [chuckles]
[sighs] My baby boy.
Rosie, you know I love
all my children, right?
But I can't stay here anymore.
-What?
-I need to go tonight.
During the meeting.
Will you help me, please?
I can't. They'll notice that I'm gone.
Rosie. Rosie, we have time, okay?
You'll be fine. Please.
Please, I'm begging you.
Just get me Adam's van keys,
and I'll do the rest, okay?
[chickens cluck]
[dishes clatter softly]
Your crackling…
nothing short of spectacular.
Thank you.
Organic pork. Not cheap, but…
Shouldn't be a problem soon.
Busy year for Harrison's Sawmill.
The Fellowship secured the land
for the new school.
And we've been asked
to provide the timber.
[Mr. Phillips] A significant contract.
And we are very grateful.
We are.
[wine pours]
May the Lord bring
blessings on our wealth.
-Amen.
-[Adam and Mrs. Phillips] Amen.
[menacing music plays]
[Mr. Phillips] We'll try again tomorrow.
Bring your brother back,
turn him from his wrongdoing.
I will bring him to repentance.
My brother will stay in the fold.
-Do you need help?
-No, you're fine, honestly.
[Mr. Phillips] Bailey will administer
the bromide. Calm him down.
Suppress his urges.
[Adam] I'll make
the necessary arrangements.
[men continue indistinctly]
[menacing music intensifies]
Rosie, dear, I wish you'd talk to my wife.
She could learn a thing or two from you.
-I'm sorry?
-The gravy.
Delicious. You should give her the recipe.
Rosie.
Always a pleasure cooking for you.
Time for dessert.
Better be quick.
Get ready for the meeting.
[congregation applauds]
-Hallelujah!
-[all] Hallelujah!
And as we welcome Adam into his new role,
we bid farewell to Mr. Crane.
Wish him well with his relocation.
Canada's gain is our loss.
Thank you, Mr. Phillips.
What an honor it is to be standing here,
in front of you all,
in this room,
to lead you in prayer.
Dear Lord, we ask for your divine help
to stay on the righteous path
you have set out for us.
To help us remember
that your word is the lamp
which guides us through this world
and into the next.
We put our trust in you
and your unending love and grace.
-Amen.
-[all] Amen.
[tense ethereal music plays]
As you well know,
I've been wrestling
with the pain of sin within my own family.
My own brother.
But even in suffering, there is joy.
For today, our sister Hannah
has given birth to a son.
-Hallelujah.
-[all] Hallelujah.
-And we welcome baby Noah into our family.
-[mock sighs]
And we bless sister Hannah.
It's truly a fruitful vine.
Why me?
Why am I the one with an only child?
Don't say "only."
Every child is a blessing.
[sighs]
Do you need to go out, take a breather?
No. I can't.
You can. We'll look after Grace.
Go on, go.
Thank you.
[Adam] …you shall be happy.
And it shall be well with you.
[mouths] It's okay.
[dramatic music plays]
[panting]
[lock clicks]
[music swells]
[music stops]
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
[baby cries]
[lock clicks]
-[key clatters softly]
-If you're going to go, it has to be now.
They're already breaking bread.
Let's go.
[suspenseful music plays]
Thank you for getting these.
I'll miss you.
[van doors unlock]
[Isaac retches]
[groans]
Oh, the whiskey.
You can't drive, not like that.
Can you drive me?
-[door opens]
-No.
No! I never agreed to do that.
No, but you can drive, right?
[door closes]
-[tires squeal]
-[glass shatters]
[Adam] Do you suppose that these Galileans
were worse sinners than other Galileans
because of what they had suffered?
I tell you, no!
Or you will likewise perish.
And in Jerusalem, do you think these men,
they killed at Siloam
by this falling tower,
they had suffered more than others
who dwelt in Jerusalem?
[horns honk]
You've never been into town
at night, have you?
[siren wails]
You know, they tell us
the outside world's a dangerous place,
full of misery and evil.
It's not true.
They want to keep us
all trapped in fear, Rosie.
All the things they deny us,
they're not sins.
They're just life.
[Adam] And Jesus answered
and said to them,
"There were present at that season
some who told him about the Galileans,
whose blood Pilate had mingled
with their sacrifices."
-Amen.
-[all] Amen.
[Isaac] Yeah, this is it.
This is Charley's.
-[parking brake cranks]
-[engine turns off]
Isaac…
God still loves you.
It isn't about God, Rosie.
It's what they do in His name.
Adam will silence me for weeks, months.
Try to keep me in the fold.
Can't do that.
Not to myself. And not to my kids.
They won't let you see them.
-I'll make it work.
-How?
Rosie, I have to tell myself that, okay?
Otherwise, I can't do this.
[sighs softly]
Look, thank you.
Thank you for helping me.
[seat belt clicks]
I'll miss you, Rosie.
[sighs]
[bittersweet music plays]
[both exclaim happily]
[breath trembles]
[Rosie gasps]
Have you got any spare change,
please, love?
What?
Have you got any change, please?
Oh, fuck you.
[whimpers]
[sighs]
[gasps]
Give me the keys
and get out of the van, Rosie.
All right, don't draw
any attention to yourself.
[siren approaches]
Fuck's sake.
-[second siren approaches]
-Okay, just-- just, uh-- just drive.
[siren whoops nearby]
-Come on! Drive!
-[seat belt clicks]
[men yell in apartment]
[tense pulsing music plays]
[Sam] Stop the van.
[engine idling]
Look, I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?
I just need you to get out.
Did you not hear me? Get out of the van.
You can't just leave me here.
I have to get back.
And I need the fucking van, okay?
Look, you don't understand
what they'll do to me.
Isaac, my brother-in-law,
I helped him leave.
If they find out, they'll lock me up.
They'll take Grace.
I can't help you, okay, Rosie?
Would you just get
out of the fucking van, please?
I can't lose my daughter, Sam.
I won't.
For fuck's sake.
All right, I'll drive you home.
[seat belt clicks]
[slow suspenseful music plays]
Who's Mason?
[sighs heavily]
He said the police are looking for you.
[button clicks]
[man on radio] So, the main question now,
are you going to take the money
already accumulated
over the course of the show,
or are you going to gamble for tonight's…
["To Let Myself Go" by Ane Brun plays]
To let myself go ♪
To let myself flow ♪
Is the only way of being ♪
There's no use telling me ♪
There's no use taking a step back ♪
A step back for me ♪
To let myself go ♪
To let myself flow ♪
Is the only way of being ♪
There's no use telling me ♪
There's no use taking a step back ♪
A step back for me ♪
[parking brake cranks]
[engine idles]
-[engine stops]
-[keys jingle]
Mason's my brother.
Younger.
He's the only person
that's ever given a shit.
Who's ever cared about me.
You know how I… told you I was in trouble?
Well, it's more than that.
I've been in prison.
I was just a kid.
Sixteen.
Got into this stupid fight over a girl.
This, um…
uh…
God of yours…
does He forgive everything?
Yes, if there's true repentance.
What does that mean?
It means to be sorry.
Truly sorry for what you've done.
And it means you want to change.
[hopeful gentle music plays]
Then I repent.
[music turns swirling and suspenseful]
[Rosie] Don't.
[car doors open]
-Don't run.
-[doors close]
[music intensifies]
[ominous music plays]
[sweeping melancholic
classical music plays]