Creamerie (2021) s02e03 Episode Script

(footsteps clop)
(people pant)
- Hands up!
(people gasp)
No sudden moves!
(dark music continues)
(keys rattle)
- Mayday, mayday! Come in, come
in!
We're in an abandoned building.
(gunshot blasts)
(indistinct)
(people shout)
No! Give it to me!
- No!
(person shrieks)
(gunshot blasts)
(person gasps)
(body thumps)
(Michelle pants)
(Michelle gasps)
- Oh my god, Pip!
(both pant)
- You came back for me!
- Of course I did, you silly
pickle!
- Where are they?
Where did you take them?
I need to see their teeth!
- I'm sorry, who is it
that you're speaking of-
- The milked men!
- The milk men?
- Yes, the milked men!
- Michelle doesn't know
anything!
That's why I brought them here.
Lane wouldn't have told her.
- Excuse you!
Lane tells me everything!
She doesn't tell you anything.
- Oi!
Where's the rest of it?
The Good Boys?
- They're all gone.
- They were right here with
a shit ton of equipment!
- [Pip] How does she know we
were coming?
(dark music)
- You.
(dark music continues)
You fucked us!
- Hey!
- Get!
- You fucked us!
- Get away from him, you psycho!
- He fucked us!
You told her!
- [Alex] How exactly
did he tell him, Bobby?
We were with him the whole time!
- I swear I don't know anything.
- Bullshit! You helped run this
place!
- I was just following orders!
- You're a liar!
You're a liar!
Your brother's a liar!
- Fuck off, you psycho!
- Those men could be anywhere
now.
- [Alex] Bobby, you need
to back the fuck off!
(metal slams)
- [Bobby] Anywhere!
- Okay, if I'm not needed
anymore,
I'm just gonna duck out
and finish some traffic light
jellies that I was making.
- Wait, what did you say?
- Hmm?
- Jelly?
- Well you see, Lane is
pregnant and has cravings,
so I've been making traffic
light jellies
and I just need to finish the-
- What? Sorry.
- Classic jelly? The bouncy
kind made with gelatin?
- Yes. Is there another kind?
- How many?
- I don't know, maybe 20,
personal size.
- Where are the jellies now?
- How is this even relevant?
- Shh!
Where are the jellies now?
- Okay, I wasn't expecting
a jelly inquisition,
but if you must know,
they're in the scullery
of Lane's private residence.
(bag jingles)
- I know where the milked men
are.
Gelatin is made with animal
byproduct.
Lane is a strict vegan, so
the jellies aren't for her.
Do you know who loves jelly?
The Good Boys.
Everyone knows Jelly
is best served chilled
and unshaken near the
point of consumption.
Ergo, at that quantity, I deduce
Lane's most precious living
assets
are at her private residence,
next to the wellness center.
Quod erat demonstrandum.
- Well, fuck yeah, Pip!
Let's go.
- How exactly are we planning
on breaking into Lane's private
residence?
- Torture Michelle for the info.
She's been there.
- What? No, I haven't.
- You just said you were
there making her jellies.
- I know a way into Lane's
residence.
(Bobby scoffs)
- Oh yeah. Here we go.
What is it?
Another secret tunnel?
- Yeah, actually.
- Come on, mate.
You're not even trying.
- How do you know all this?
(gentle music)
- Lane sometimes invited
me to her residence.
(gentle music continues)
Okay, look, we can't
stay here much longer.
It's the only lead we've got,
so we'll have to take the south
paths
back into Hero Valley until
tonight.
Is there anywhere we can go?
Somewhere safe we can
stock, replenish, rest?
- Not our farm.
It's too risky.
(gentle music continues)
- Michelle's place is free.
(gentle music continues)
- What?
- Well, no one's going
to expect us to be there.
- Absolutely not. No.
I don't give consent or
permission or my address.
- Well, lucky I know where you
live
from all the laundry
runs you've made me do.
- Well, you would need my
keys then, wouldn't you?
- Oh, do you mean these keys?
(Michelle gasps)
(keys jingle)
(dramatic music)
- You mama funker!
(dramatic music continues)
You mama funking knocksucker!
(dramatic music continues)
It's an old key! It's an old
key!
(door squeaks)
(Michelle gasps)
Oh my goodness! I've been
robbed!
(Michelle gasps)
- Oh, Michelle!
- What? What, that?
No, I've been robbed!
People these days, coming in
and leaving their rubbish lying
around.
I've never seen these before!
I wouldn't wear a paisley print!
(door thuds)
Take a seat.
Anywhere's fine.
(teapot rattles)
Tea anyone?
(teapot rattles)
(objects thud)
- The secret tunnel leads
to the central foyer.
Upstairs is the bedrooms,
downstairs is dining, gallery,
garage on the far side
by the tennis court.
- You expect us to believe
that she has no staff, no
security?
- This is Lane's sanctuary.
Not many people see inside.
She has one cook and one
housekeeper during the day
and security on call at
the wellness center nearby.
- What about the goon
she has at her facility?
They're not gonna be there?
- With everything the
mercenaries have seen,
Lane and the Doc would never
want them
anywhere near Wellness.
- And where will Lane be?
- Upstairs.
And once she sleeps, it's
usually deep
and she has sleep sound
set to jungle rainfall.
- Jungle rainfall?
- You!
- Yes?
- You've been here?
Is this accurate?
- Jungle rainfall?
Yes, it's definitely the best
soundscape
for a delta wave sleep.
- I mean, is the floor plan
accurate?
- Ah, yes. Mm-hmm.
- Good.
And we strike at midnight.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
I wanted to be with you alone
♪
And talk about the weather ♪
But traditions I can't trace ♪
Against the child in your face
♪
Won't escape my attention ♪
Something happens and
I'm head over heels ♪
I'll never find out ♪
Until I'm head over heels ♪
Something happens and
I'm head over heels ♪
Oh, don't take my heart,
don't break my heart ♪
Don't, don't, don't throw it
away ♪
Ah ♪
- Where'd you get this?
Ah ♪
- I went on a psychedelic
journey
in a quantum memory and Ma
showed where she left her
notebook.
- Sure.
(paper rustles)
I've forgotten how shitty
her handwriting is.
- Oh god!
- How is she?
- Is that supposed to be a joke?
What is this?
(paper rustles)
Look at this.
I swear it's just random shapes
and lines.
You try.
(material rustles)
So B, I, Z, and N.
I mean, why don't you just bring
it to Ma?
Ask her.
What?
- You don't know.
- Know what?
- Ma is permed.
- Like, her hair?
- No, like literal
screwdriver to her brain.
- What?
- Lane lobotomized our mother
with the state's blessing
four years ago.
Ma was diagnosed with
acute non-rehabilitative
reality distortion disorder.
Yeah.
Real mouth fuck of a reason.
- No, that's not possible.
Lane promised she'd
take care of Ma for me.
- She did.
See this?
(tape peels)
She almost took care of me,
and Jamie too.
- No.
This can't be true.
No.
No, no, that's
She told me.
She promised me.
This doesn't make sense.
- Let's go on a field trip.
(dark music)
- And now we move to the Circle
of Joy.
(calm meditative music)
(metal rattles)
(Alex grunts)
(metal rattles)
Ow! Ow!
(metal rattles)
(Alex pants)
Hey, Ma.
You won't believe who's here.
(calm meditative music
continues)
(metal rattles)
(calm meditative music
continues)
(calm meditative music
continues)
Hey, Ma.
(calm meditative music
continues)
We can't stay long.
Here.
Ma, look.
Look what you found me.
Aren't we two little shits?
Look at us.
Don't you wanna take a
bite out of our cheeks?
(calm meditative music
continues)
(paper rustles)
Okay.
Down to business.
You see this?
You wrote this.
What does it say?
(calm meditative music
continues)
No.
No.
Ma, don't!
Ma!
Fuck!
(calm meditative music
continues)
(DVD snaps)
Piece of shit!
(DVD rattles)
- What is she doing?
- I don't know.
It's just what she does now.
(gentle music)
Ma.
(paper rustles)
Please, look at this.
(gentle music continues)
(Ma hums "Can-can")
(Ma continues to hum "Can-can")
They make them dance like
fucking monkeys.
It's not time for dancing, Ma.
Look at this!
Here!
- Hey, Ma.
It's me.
It's Jackson.
(gentle music)
I'm Jackson.
(gentle music continues)
- This is Alex.
Remember us?
(gentle music continues)
(Ma hums "Can-can")
(Ma continues to hum "Can-can")
(gentle music)
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!
(gentle music continues)
(Jackson sniffs)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(Jackson hums "Can-can")
Can you do the can-can ♪
(Jackson hums "Can-can")
Ba da da da da da da da ♪
- Sorry, everyone.
Can-can, can you do that
can-can ♪
(Alex hums "Can-can")
- Holy fuck!
- What?
- How's it start?
The Can-can song, how's it
start?
(Jackson hums "Can-can")
Remember, Alex?
Ma used it to teach us!
She wasn't singing the Can-can,
she was trying to show us
the periodic table song.
- Yeah, of course!
The periodic table!
Nitrogen and helium ♪
Then lithium, beryllium ♪
- Notebook!
I think that's the key to the
code.
That's La, that's Nm,
Zn, Br, zinc, bromine.
J's the only one in here that's
not on the periodic table.
- Hey!
Can we wrap this up a little
later?
We're here.
(dark music)
(door thuds)
(dark music continues)
(footsteps thud)
- There's no cameras.
Come on.
(dark music continues)
- No, Michelle! Stop that!
- Oh!
(alarm squeals)
- The fuck is that?
- It's fine.
It's nothing.
It's a humidity sensor.
- We should go back!
It's too risky!
- No.
we've come this far.
We're not gonna lose them again.
Now come on.
(alarm continues to squeal)
- Yeah, let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
(alarm continues to squeal)
- Jamie?
- Jackson!
(door rattles)
Ugh! It's locked!
- No, we just came through it!
(door rattles)
Is this you?
- Jamie, no.
- Is this a trick, Jackson?
- No, I swear is it isn't!
(door rattles)
(Jamie grunts)
(dramatic music)
There! There!
Another exit!
- Wait!
(dramatic music continues)
(door clicks)
- Shh! Shh!
- Shh!
(dramatic music continues)
Where are the rest of them?
(dramatic music continues)
Fuck this shit!
(dramatic music continues)
- She has a Picasso!
(dramatic music continues)
- So you haven't been here
before?
- We haven't been into
Lane's sealed section, no.
- Sealed section?
Like "Cleo Magazine."
(Michelle gasps)
- How dare you?
You know what?
I don't think she'd appreciate
these smutty insinuations.
Lane is incapable of anything
untoward!
(door thuds)
(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music continues)
(chill music)
(chill music continues)
That's all I wanted ♪
Something special, something
sacred ♪
In your eyes ♪
For just one moment ♪
To be bold and naked ♪
At your side ♪
Sometimes I think that you'll
never ♪
Understand me ♪
Understand me ♪
(Bobby gasps)
Maybe this time is forever ♪
Say it can be ♪
- Don't look at it!
Whoa ♪
Baby ♪
I will be your father ♪
I'll be your daddy ♪
Oh ♪
I will be the one who loves
you 'til the end of time ♪
(Jamie grunts)
(Jamie pants)
- Are you okay?
You can't be here.
- Yeah, no shit.
(Jamie pants)
(dark music)
- [Jackson] Jamie?
(dark music continues)
(dark music continues)
Jamie?
(dark music continues)
No!
(Jamie grunts)
Jamie, please!
(dark music continues)
Please.
Don't go in there.
(dark music continues)
(Jamie pants)
(door thuds)
(dark music continues)
- Hey.
Nice and slow now.
Whoa, whoa.
- [Captive 1] Hey!
Hey! We're in here!
- Help! Help!
- Please! Let me out of here!
Help!
Please, let me out of here!
- Please, help!
- [Captive 1] Help!
Oh god!
- Help!
- Who are you?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Oh!
- Easy.
- Why are you wearing those?
- Lane said if anyone came,
to tell them to go away!
- [Captive 1] Please! Help us!
- We command you to leave
us to live our well lives!
- What well lives?
- The well lives we were
living until you came along!
We were safe!
We were useful!
We had nice things to eat!
- Well, shall we open up the
crate
and ask those guys how they
feel about being useful?
- [Captive 2] Please!
- They don't understand!
Outside, there's sickness!
- Outside is unsafe.
- Unsafe?
What do you call Lane strapping
you with explosives then?
- An unwell life is no life!
- [Both] No wellness, no life!
No wellness, no life!
No wellness, no life!
- Okay, mate.
- You're not my mate!
Get back!
- All right.
- Get back! I'll do it!
- All right!
- Back off!
- No, no, no, no, no!
- All right!
- We have traffic light jelly!
- What did you just say?
(jungle rainforest noises)
- Jamie.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
She's not here.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
Jamie.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
Wait.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
- The least you could do is tell
me
how you came to do this to us.
- You want to talk about how?
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
None of this would've happened
if you had turned me into
quarantine!
- I was grieving Oscar!
- I lost Oscar too!
Remember?
You don't get to own that.
Because of you,
I had to grieve him while
everyone died around me,
piling up in stinking
heaps of meat, maggots.
When I thought it couldn't get
worse,
they put me into solitary.
You know what that does to your
head?
Alone with myself.
Memories of you.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
Of him.
I know what hell is, Jamie.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
It's not a furnace.
It's not even pain.
It's just a black hole.
It just keeps eating
you over and over again
until you wanna die.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
And she pulled me out of there.
It was a way out.
Forgive me.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
It was my way out.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
- You had eight years!
Eight!
Where you could have chosen
to be the better person!
You chose Lane
so you wouldn't have to face me.
- No!
I chose to be with Lane so I
wouldn't have to face myself.
- Well, it is nice to finally
hear the truth, darling.
Put it down!
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
(gun cocks)
Put it down!
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
- Lane.
I know the location of the
Sisterhood.
Now, we can secure more assets.
- Good boy.
(jungle rainforest noises
continues)
But we're past that point now.
Don't you think?
You brought your wife to our
bedroom!
- Cut the jealousy shit!
- Let me guess.
This is the part where you tell
me
I have the choice to be a better
person.
- You do.
- How's that?
(dark music)
- You just put down the gun.
(dark music continues)
- I just put down the gun.
- Yeah.
And then you're better
- I just
(dark music continues)
put down the gun.
(dark music continues)
- Yeah.
(dark music continues)
Feel that?
(dark music continues)
That's all it takes.
(dark music continues)
- Huh?
- It's time for you to buck up,
okay?
I know it's shit. I know.
We have fuck all survivors left
as it is.
- I don't wanna survive,
I wanna live well!
- Well?
Don't you see, mate?
She's done your head in!
- I told you, you are not my
mate!
- And neither is she.
You know what you are?
You're slaves.
You're her slaves.
No!
Worse.
You're her cows,
her happy fucking cows
having your life milk
sucked right outta you!
(person sobs)
- Jesus wept!
Set yourselves free! Now come
the fuck on and let's go!
(slave sobs)
- Tell us we can have flushing
toilets.
- Yes. Flushing toilets.
- Tell us that there's no
sickness.
- It's been, it's gone.
Ancient history.
- Tell me it's safe.
(eerie music)
- Really.
It's really safe out there.
(eerie music continues)
It's safe.
(eerie music continues)
- No wellness.
- It's safe!
- No life.
- No!
(group screams)
(button clicks)
(explosion blasts)
(objects rattle)
- Are you mine?
- You're my future.
- Do you want me?
- I want you.
- Show me.
(dark music)
(lips smack)
Go away!
(Lane pants)
(eerie music)
(Lane moans)
(lips smack)
(eerie music continues)
No wellness.
No life.
(gun blasts)
- No!
No!
(Lane grunts)
(body thumps)
Oh my god!
No!
(Jamie sobs)
(dramatic music)
- Get them! Get them!
- No!
- [Security Guard 1] Go, go, go,
go!
Move, move, move, move!
(Lane screams)
- [Security Guard 2]
Follow me! Up this way!
- She killed him!
She killed my brother! No!
(Lane wails)
No!
- My baby!
- No! No!
Help me!
She killed him!
She killed my brother!
No!
No!
Grace calls ♪
Take flight ♪
In the path of the sun ♪
All the fire-y ghosts aflame ♪
The restless come undone ♪
Into the wide open ♪
(indistinct) ♪
Lift a little light up ♪
Lift a little light up ♪
Guide me back ♪
Hush your soul to sleep now ♪
Grace becomes the sunlight ♪
Leave the shadows behind ♪
All the stars will rise up ♪
All, hello ♪
All, hello ♪
We meet as one ♪
To chase ♪
The sun ♪
(gentle music)
- Peace.
(gentle music continues)
- (sobs) No!
(jungle rainforest sounds)
(jungle rainforest sounds
continue)
(jungle rainforest sounds
dwindle)
(dramatic music)