Something Undone (2023) s01e03 Episode Script

♪
Farid:
I'm farid matar,
And you're listening to
season 2 of unsettled,
An investigative podcast
that seeks to uncover
The forgotten mysteries
of canada's past.
Join me as I travel to
the tiny coastal town
Of briddus, newfoundland,
Where, in August of 1989,
A local family of five
were found
Brutally slaughtered
in their home,
The gruesome nature
of their deaths
Seemingly pointing
to the satanism
That was spreading fear
through north america
In the 1980s.
To this day, their murders
remain unsolved.
(sighing)
(phone line ringing)
(ringing continues)
Jo: Hi. It's jo.
Leave a message.
(beeping)
Uh, hey. It's me.
I just sent you
the opening of our show.
So, uh, I don't know.
Have a listen.
Let me know what
your thoughts are,
And, uh, is your phone dead,
or are you just ignoring me?
Call me.
♪
Joseph chaffey?
Thanks for coming out, son.
Officer puddester,
your granddaughter, frances,
She's been a real friend.
I'm so sorry
for what happened
To your son matthew
and his family.
Yeah.
Would you mind
if I recorded--
Yes, I do mind,
and no, you may not.
I won't have these words
made permanent.
- Sorry.
- That's okay.
Where would you like
to start?
When the moratorium
was put in place,
Matthew and I
had run out of options.
All our money
was in the boat.
He had tanya to worry about
and three kids to feed.
I was out here that night.
In the boat,
Pulling in what I could
to sell on the side.
I wasn't the only one.
She called me, emily did.
It was 6:30 before I noticed
the-- the voicemail.
She sounded so scared.
She said, "poppy,
There's a man
in the house."
I can hear
her little voice still.
Did you tell the police
what emily said?
'course I damn did.
And--
And they covered it up.
They're corrupt, all of them.
Pay them off
with a nickel.
They were paid off?
You should see
where the miles family lives.
Great, big, ugly,
nasty thing
Across the road from
my son's house.
Officer miles?
He didn't start with money,
I'll tell you that much.
None of them did.
Well, who would've
paid him off?
Now, I've been asking myself
that question
For the last 30 years.
I'm tired.
It's, uh, okay.
I'll go.
Thank you, mr. Chaffey.
I do want to help.
You talk
to sandra loughty yet?
I have.
Good.
She's one of us.
Farid: Jo, can you call me
when you get this?
I could really
I don't know.
It'd be nice to hear your voice.
I got those sound files
that you sent.
I'll listen
as soon as I'm back.
- (clanging)
- (indistinct speech)
(indistinct speech)
(volume increasing)
Jo (on recording): Sometimes
I can hear them.
I can see them.
I think they want in.
I mean, I don't know
I don't know. But I know
they're watching me, you know?
They want in.
What do they want? What do
they want? What do they want?
What do they want?
(jo whimpering)
(jo crying)
(sobbing)
(sign buzzing)
(crying continues)
Jo (sobbing):
Leave me alone.
♪
- Woman: Hello?
- Hi, hannah. This is farid.
- How are you?
- My shows are on.
Can you check
on jo for me?
Check on jo?
She's at martha's, alone,
And, uh, I don't have
a good feeling.
Listen. I don't want to get
in the middle of whatev--
Farid: No, no, no.
It's not that.
It's just, uh, I'm away,
and I, uh--
I'm worried
that she's drinking again.
And I'm worried that
she's not taking her meds.
Hannah: I didn't know
she was medicated.
Farid: Would you please
just stop by?
Hannah:
Fine, fine. Goodbye.
(phone chiming)
(chiming continues)
Farid:
Hey.
Uh, you haven't been responding
to any of my texts.
Look. I know you don't want
to hear this,
But I'm getting a little worried
about you.
I get this isn't
the easiest time,
But we got
some shitty news.
Eric went to netflix and now,
They're making docuseries
on the chaffeys.
Jo:
Oh.
Farid:
Fuck. Look.
We've worked way too hard
to lose this to them.
(retching)
And I just spoke to barb, and
we're bumping up our release
As early as next week.
This is bad, jo.
So, please check your e-mail,
okay?
I'll be sending you recordings
as I go,
And I'll need
the sound immediately.
I know this sucks,
but we can do this.
Okay? I love you.
Call me back, please.
(tea sloshing)
(clattering)
(pills rattling in bottle)
(microwave beeping, humming)
Farid:
So, describe that night.
August 2nd,
when the chaffeys were murdered.
Gravedigger:
Well, see,
I was working at the time
as a gravedigger, right?
Cemetery was just behind
the chaffey house
And that night,
I was on me own.
And I remember it was real cold
for August.
I was working fast.
(rustling)
Real squalls coming in.
I mean, it was bad.
You could feel it bad.
(rustling intensifies)
Smell it.
And the trees, you know, they
were all just twisting about.
It was really wild.
(wood creaking)
Woman:
I heard something.
(muffled thumping)
It sounded like an animal
in pain,
I figured it was
one of them rabbits.
But my heart
was beating out chest.
Coroner: The holes in her feet
were quite large.
On the kitchen table
was a meat hook.
Woman:
Around 2:00 a.M.,
I heard someone outside
approaching the house.
(crunching)
Coroner: Cause of death
was a slow bleed out
From the substantial stab wound
in his chest.
(thudding)
(grinding)
And all of his ribs
had been crushed.
(cracking)
Gravedigger:
Eleven suicides since 1989.
I found one, you know.
Darla ewing.
(thudding)
She was all blue, just
Hanging there.
(rope creaking)
Jo:
Shit.
(playing "prelude no. 1
in c major" by j.S. Bach)
♪
- (house phone ringing)
- (jo stops playing)
(ringing continues)
Hello?
Hannah:
Oh, good. You picked up.
Your mother never picked up.
Aunt hannah?
- I hear you've decided to sell.
- That's the plan.
Well, they may have left
your mother the house,
But some of those antiques
belong to the rest of us.
- Okay.
- And I know we're family,
But I'm really hoping we won't
have to get lawyers involved.
You won't.
I don't want anything. Promise.
Hannah: Yeah. The painting of
the young lady by the lake?
You know the one.
She's wearing a pink dress
And holding
a basket filled with fruit.
An assortment of fruit.
- Well, it's mine.
- Great.
Oh, jo.
Do you have any idea
How painful this has been
for us?
To be kept out of
our childhood home
While your mother
just squatted there?
- Mmm.
- She chased us.
Did I ever tell you that?
Her sister.
All the way down the driveway,
screaming like a mad woman,
I was terrified.
Yeah. The rocking chair
in dad's room.
Well, it was in dad's room.
Your mother probably moved it.
- And the floral tea set--
- aunt hannah?
I found some old pictures.
They're-- I don't know,
grandma's generation.
But who's this little
dark-haired girl?
Who?
Jo:
I don't know.
It's definitely not grandma.
I don't recognize her.
Hannah: I don't know who
you're talking about.
Jo: You've never seen
these photos?
Hannah: Jo, I have no idea.
Probably a neighbour.
Jo:
I don't think so.
The painting of the lady
by the lake.
The tea set.
The rocking chair.
You can have whatever
you want.
Just write a list
and I'll put it on the porch.
No offence, but that's exactly
what your schizo mother said.
She said she was selling
And promised we could have
what's ours, but she never left.
- Aunt hannah--
- neither will you.
What did you say?
Hannah: I said she never made
good on her promises.
What's the matter with you?
You sound jumpy.
I'm fine.
Hannah: Now, just take care
of yourself, okay?
I have to go.
Hannah:
The painting of the lady.
The tea set.
The rocking chair.
(phone clicking into receptacle)
(wind gusting)
(phone line ringing)
Man on voicemail:
Hey there.
You've reached eric murphy
at total horror films.
- You know what to do.
- (machine beeping)
Farid:
Hey, eric. Fuck you!
- (knocking on window)
- (dog barking)
(knocking)
Sandra?
(knocking on door)
(barking continues)
- (phone line ringing)
- (knocking on window)
- Hi, it's jo. Leave a message.
- (machine beeping)
Jo, can you please call me back?
I've been calling you all day.
Please, please call me.
Nice car.
This a rental?
Get off.
Or what?
Whoa!
What the fuck are you do--
(thudding)
(thudding)
Martha (on tape):
I'm so tired.
So old.
My face is rotting.
I saw my skin drip like wax.
Then it crumbled off
into my hands.
Pieces.
Down into the sink.
Down into the drain.
Down To where?
I don't recognize myself
anymore.
Who am I now?
(wind gusting)
(something scraping)
(footsteps squeaking
on stairs)
(something scraping nearby)
(door hinge squeaking)
- (something scraping)
- (gasping)
(knocking on wall)
(knocking on wall)
(knocking on wall)
(knocking on door)
(gasping)
(creaking)
(jo panting)
Oh, my god.
(thudding)
(groaning)
(phone line ringing)
Recording:
Hi. It's jo. Leave a--
Well, you look like shit.
We got to get
uber out here.
Sorry.
I didn't know who to call.
It's fine.
Man, they really dusted
you up good, didn't they?
Do you know
who they were?
I have a pretty good idea.
How old are they?
- They were 16.
- Ugh.
Officer (over radio):
This is hynes.
Just arrived at briddus pier.
I'll let you know what I find.
So, I met with
your granddad yesterday.
Thanks for setting
that up.
Yeah.
I'm happy to help.
Farid: He said that the cops
in this town are corrupt.
Are you talking
about me?
Are you in with miles?
(brakes squealing)
Now, I'm going to say this
slowly so I don't hit you,
But I'd really like to hit you
right now.
Everything I said to you
in that bar was the truth.
I would never
lie about that.
We live with this
every single day.
I actually became a cop
Because of what they're doing
to my town.
In fact, even having you
in my car right now
Is putting me in danger,
So you better fucking duck
if I tell you to, all right?
Hynes:
Hey, guys?
I need some assistance
down at the pier.
I'm about, uh, 20 metres left
from the beach access,
And there's a--
oh, shit.
Miles:
Hynes?
Hynes:
Ah, shit!
Miles:
Hynes, what are we looking at?
Hynes:
It's a body. Washed up.
Looks pretty dead.
Miles:
You get an id?
Hynes?
Hynes:
It's-- it's sandra loughty.
(static crackling over radio)
Go home, fred.
Child:
I love you, mommy.