Beautiful Creatures Page #2

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The police have found | Brian's car abandoned.

Mr. McMinn wants me | to phone the hospitals.

I am so sorry.

That's all right, Sheena. He'll be just...

...lying in a heap somewhere.

Dorothy, they found the car abandoned...

...and there's a policeman | coming to see me tomorrow...

... if Brian doesn't show.

Do you know Northcraigs Beach?

I will meet you at the coffee stall at 6:30.

Well?

The hospital...

...people have no idea about anything | to do with Brian, Mr. McMinn.

No, that's terrific.

We were just curious | if you knew whether...

...he'd had an accident or something, | or died.

We've had no admissions of that name...

...or fitting that description.

Oh, good.

Goodbye then, | and thank you for being so...

...helpful and...

...informative.

They have not had any admissions | fitting that name or that description.

Was he with you last night?

Early on, he was.

Then, later on, he wasn't.

Now, this is called a decapod crustacean.

That's a lobster.

Nature uses them to clean dead bodies.

Them and shrimps get | all the drowned flesh off the bones.

What was the name of that fish | I showed you?

- A halibut. | - That's right.

Fishermen like halibut | because of their shapes.

Fishermen like to make them | their girlfriends...

...even though their body temperature | is much lower than a proper girlfriend.

- Usually, that is. | - Sandy.

Sandy, come here. Come away.

- I brought you some clothes. | - I bought you a coffee.

Your stuff's covered in paint.

What? Oh, lovely. Thanks.

- We've got to shift him. | - Where?

Somewhere it'll look okay | that nobody found him straight away.

Somewhere he might have gone | without taking you...

...where he could fall, bang his head...

...and die without us doing it.

His boat.

- He's got a boat? | - It's his secret hideaway.

It's where he goes if he wants to hide | from his big brother.

We could drop him down the hatch, | and it would look like he fell.

Traditionally, | they are very dangerous things, hatches.

- How do we get him to the boat? | - In a car.

- You told me you couldn't drive. | - I can't. Brian was giving me lessons.

At least he was screaming at me | and punching me in an old Saab.

Pluto, teatime. Come on.

What have you got?

Give it to me.

Pluto, give.

F***!

Oh, my God.

That is very, very, very bad.

Brian?

Is that you?

It's me.

I know. I didn't really think it was him.

I thought you might be | somebody checking.

I just wanted to see if you were...

...all right, you know, and...

...I wanted to say thank you for...

...everything.

Don't be silly.

You're welcome. Go to sleep.

Night-night.

Sleep tight.

- You, too.

Sleep tight.

"Don't let the bugs bite."

Hi, Miss Peploe.

Detective Inspector Hepburn, | Eastern and District CID.

- Hello, Inspect... Detector. | - George is okay.

I'm Petula.

Sorry, I didn't sleep very well.

Come in, please. Sorry I'm not up.

Sorry.

Please, allow me.

Would you mind waiting here | till I'm dressed?

Of course.

- You going in to work? | - I have to.

They won't mind if I'm late, though.

Who won't mind? Ronnie McMinn?

Big softie, isn't he?

You a friend of his?

There's no such thing as friends | on the golf course, I'm afraid.

So, Petula, you work for Brian McMinn?

Well, I work for his big brother, technically.

How long have you been living with Brian?

A year.

How long have you worked for the firm?

About a week longer | than we've been living together.

Love at first sight, eh?

Absolutely.

It really was very much | and completely that.

Firstly, I should ask you:

Do you have any idea | where your boyfriend might be?

None.

- You last saw him? | - Tuesday night.

We'd been for dinner. We came home.

Brian sat up drinking, and I went to bed.

I suppose I just drank too much.

I didn't so much go to bed as crash.

Was Mr. McMinn in a similar condition?

He was probably.

I was only drinking Sea Breezes.

You got the bruise from walking into | something while you were inebriated?

Not from being punched by Brian?

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm a detective inspector, Petula.

Do you know | what a detective inspector does?

This is one of those police questions | you're supposed to say no to, isn't it?

What a detective inspector does, | is he detects things.

And then when he's successfully | detected them, he inspects them...

...in order to establish whether or not | there was any point in detecting them.

And from where I'm standing...

...I can detect some bruising around | your cheekbone, consistent with a blow...

...and discoloration around your neck, | consistent with an attempted throttling.

I'm not being too personal, am I, Petula?

Do you have other men in your life...

...or does Brian get violent when he drinks?

He doesn't.

I don't have any other men in my life.

So, either lover-boy hit you | and stormed out in a raging temper...

...or you've killed him and hidden his body.

That is just utterly...

...and completely ridiculous! | - What is?

That I've killed him and hidden his body.

I know.

I was being facetious | to stop you getting upset.

Even joking you shouldn't say.

How would you feel | if your wife had disappeared?

I'm not married, and neither are you.

What you're saying isn't the sort of thing | you should make facetious remarks about...

...because it could be the sort of thing | that people could get upset by.

Oh, my God!

Stuart, I've got a wee bit | of a situation developing here.

That's right, the missing persons.

Anybody needs me | I'll be in the office after lunch.

Could you look at it again?

I'm okay now, I think.

It's Brian's ring.

- Did he have it on when you last saw him? | - Yes.

He wears it all the time. It's stuck.

He says he'll never get the bloody thing off.

That's Brian's mobile phone.

Are you up to trying it now?

No, I don't... I mean, do I have to?

We have to know a few things quickly.

We have to know Brian's state of health...

...whether or not this is a hoax, | and we have to...

...you have to make sure | that if there is a real problem here...

...that we don't jeopardize | Mr. McMinn's well-being by our actions.

Am I being clear?

What's the matter?

Are you not okay?

I don't know what I'm going to say.

Find out what they want. They'll tell you.

Hello?

Hello, Petula.

If Brian's brother wants Brian back | he'll have to pay money for him.

They know my name.

Ask them what they want.

They want money.

How much money do they want?

How much money do you want?

What's a reasonable sum?

How much is he worth?

get his hands on?

I don't know what you mean.

How much?

He's dead now...

...and we killed him.

So, if we could get away from here forever.

I can't think of anything else to say.

Brian is dead. You're all alone. | It's just you and me.

Help me.

You want...

...exactly 1 million cash.

No. A real number. A serious number.

Not a bloody imaginary...

1 million or...

...Ronnie McMinn | will get his brother's head...

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