Tin Star (2017) s02e07 Episode Script

Age of Anxiety

Where is Jaclyn? I don't know.
Are you sure? Yes.
Because I think you know exactly where she is.
The cartel have lost their drugs and their bagman.
Need a hand? You know what I'm asking of you, right? Yeah.
- This is for Simon and Helen.
- She hated you.
- No, she didn't.
- Yeah, she did.
You shut up.
The cattle is just the beginning.
If we tell them, they will leave.
And if they leave, the whole colony dies! They're coming for all of us.
Who's coming for all of us? Liverpool.
I've accused the police chief and his wife of killing someone.
How long I have until they come after me? I can assure you even if he does try something, he won't get past me.
- You're kidding me.
- Come on then.
Please It was an accident.
I didn't mean to hurt Jaclyn.
It was self-defense I promise.
Do you think the Chief's going to believe that you and Angela left me no choice? Can I ask you a question? What are we going to do with those drugs? I would have figured something out.
You ever done cocaine? I like speed myself.
Then the heroin got me.
Now it's just the booze.
So, I'm clean.
- We moved in different circles.
- Yes, we fucking did.
You're what, your PR, right? - PR? - Yes.
I used to murder people.
If I give you the drugs will you let me go? I'm done.
I'm fucking done.
I've tried everything.
I got nothing left.
Here.
You caught me on a good day.
Mum? What are we doing? - We're improvising.
- What for? - We have to do something.
- In case the cartel comes? - Can I ask you something? - Yeah, sure.
Were you another Helen? What? No, why would you say that? But did you know about her? Yes.
And that was very painful.
But it wasn't her fault.
I'm asking if Dad got you pregnant with me as part of a job.
No.
No.
In here! Alright? - Thank you.
- My pleasure.
Yes.
I have the packet.
I'll be there.
You think this is over, don't you? Really, you do.
Really? You lost their drugs.
- You lost their drugs.
- Whatever.
- You got one of their men killed.
- You killed him.
They are not gonna let this go.
You are so fucked.
Look at you, you are pathetic.
Where is your fucking God now? You're a godless fucking savage! I've had enough.
Are you done? Right.
So this is what's going to happen.
You're going to give them their drugs back, then get back to your family before they get fucking killed and the whole fucking village.
Then you're going to let them know what's coming.
Right? And I'll show you what to do.
Why do you just go now? I will fix this for you.
And then I will get my family away from here.
Hi.
You're making me self-conscious now.
- Is this goodbye? - No.
It's thank you.
For letting me be a part of this for a while.
You'll always be welcome here.
Thank you.
Are you sure you want to go back to them? Yeah, they're family.
And my dad will sort this.
I know he will.
That's a great act of faith, Anna.
How long have we got? Not long.
- When do you think we should tell her? - I don't know, Jack.
Can we just all have a day together? Just a day Sarah.
I'm looking for a book for Thomas.
I'm leaving now.
The Hans Christian Anderson? The Nightingale.
I have to make the delivery.
Have you nothing to say? What do you like me to say to you, Johan? One of their men is dead, don't you understand what that means for us? Why would I understand anything about this world you dragged me into? You understand what I'm about to do.
You understand that.
Yes.
I love you.
- Stay there.
- Hey.
Come here to me.
- What are you doing? - Right, just stay there.
You are gorgeous.
Okay.
There she is.
Thank you.
Thanks, Dad.
- Who gave you that? - Take it.
I have spoken to your cousin Samuel in Nelson.
You can stay with them for a while, just until things settle here.
- Don't send me away, Mama.
- It's for your own good.
- I don't want to go.
- I understand.
But it's not safe here.
What about Thomas, do I take him too? It's too much to ask of you.
You are young.
Will Papa come home? Of course, he will.
Good evening, sir.
- Where would you like me to set up? - Anywhere.
- Just here good for you? - That's fine.
That's great.
- It's a fucking tip.
- It's a lot.
If anyone asks, I'm in room three forty one.
Send them up.
Then call me.
Understood? Don't forget to call.
Certainly, sir.
Will there be anything else? - No.
- Have a great day.
- Remember, call me! - Yes, sir.
You alright? Do you think of her? My mum.
Yeah, I do.
- Do you still love her? - I love you both.
You owe us, Jack.
Yeah, I know.
- Hello? - Mr.
Jackson? - Yes.
- You have a visitor.
Send him up.
Hello, Jack.
Glad you came, Jack.
It's been long overdue.
I'm here because of the boy.
The boy.
Your son.
If it's Simon you're talking about, he's not my son, Jack.
He's my nephew.
Yeah.
He's that too.
I'm here because of him.
I don't know where you've get your information from, Jack, but you're horribly mistaken, mate.
Horribly, disgustingly mistaken.
Hurtfully, I might add.
I deeply resent the implication that you're making, mate That you raped your sister.
- That you had sex with your sister.
- Stop this filth now.
- You had sex with your own sister.
- Liar.
You.
Liar.
Can she hear me? She can hear me.
- Hello, Helen.
- Christ.
It's me, love.
Jack.
I'm sitting here with Frank.
Your brother.
Frank.
- You want to talk to her? - No.
- Talk to her.
- No.
I don't know what you're trying to achieve here, mate.
I've no idea.
You talk to her.
- Tell her you're sorry.
- Why don't you? I am.
- Fuck you.
- Talk to her.
Fucking talk to her.
Hello, sweetheart! It's Frank here, love.
Frank.
I don't really know what to say love.
Only I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I know what I did, love And I shouldn't have.
I shouldn't have Please, forgive me.
Yeah, it's not enough.
Up you get, Frank.
- No.
- Get up, Frank.
Don't be daft, don't be fucking daft.
It's not over, Sarah.
I don't know how to solve this according to God's laws.
We'll not survive this without a fight.
If we abandon everything we believe in, what do we have left to fight for? Our lives.
I have some money.
I can go anywhere.
I can be anything.
- You don't look too happy about it.
- I am.
- You're not.
- I am.
Why you're shitting yourself.
You're going to be okay.
- Am I? - Yeah.
I reckon.
You too.
- I wish you'd let me drive you.
- I'll be fine.
Tell the Elders to call me when you arrive? We'll see you soon, yes.
Be good, Thomas.
Go home, Anna.
Go home and be with your family.
She gone then? - Yes.
- Probably for the best.
She'll probably go off and win a rodeo or something.
Can you even win a rodeo? Dad, what are you doing? Just trying to cheer you up? Yes.
How am I doing? - How old is she? - Sixteen.
How old are you? Dad.
You know I'm nearly eighteen.
- When's your birthday? - Not for another three weeks! Right.
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday, dear Anna, Happy Birthday to you! Thank you.
Cheers to you, Dad, for shooting me in the chest! Cheers to you, Mum, for teaching me how to shoot back and for having as shit a singing voice as me! And cheers to you, our bright and brilliant girl.