From Darkness Page #2
Season #1 Episode #4- Year:
- 2015
- 233 min
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In the B.G. we see JULIE, through the lounge door, still
playing the professional hostess, (holding a silky nighty
against herself, just one item piece from a selection of
luxurious night/ lounge wear, candles on offer as part of the
charity auction) but clocking John leaving without saying a
thing.
9 EXT. JOHN’S HOUSE - DAY 1 (18:14) 9
JOHN heads out to see DS ANTHONY BOYCE waiting on the
drive. JOHN walks past him towards the car, parked at the
bottom of the drive.
BOYCE:
Good do?
JOHN:
Worthy.
ON BOYCE as he sheepishly clocks another couple of
glamorously dressed women heading in to the house, then joins
JOHN as he gets into the car relieved to be escaping to work
rather than working the room with his wife.
10 EXT. RED-LIGHT DISTRICT, BUILDING SITE - DAY 1 (18:45) 10
JOHN emerges from a crime scene tent. He signs out of the
scene log, removes his shoe protectors and hands them in to
an attending Constable. As he does, he looks over to see
another car pulling up, out of which gets SUPERINTENDENT LOLA
KEIR (43, BLACK). We see the slightest sigh from JOHN as she
walks towards him, wrapping her coat around herself.
LOLA:
Two girls...
JOHN:
...the remains of. Identification
won’t be easy. The builders who
found them didn't know whether to
call the cops or the museum.
LOLA:
How long?
JOHN:
The initial estimate’s 15 years.
LOLA looks around her at the half built luxury condos and
wasteland.
LOLA:
It’s going to be a sensitive case.
We need to be smart.
JOHN:
You’ve given me Boyce.
He half nods to young DS BOYCE stood freezing his nuts off by
the car.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Oxbridge educated, so sensitive he
faints at the sight of blood. Just
a shame that at the time of these
murders he was still breast fed.
LOLA looks at JOHN unimpressed.
JOHN:
There’ll be a full report on your
desk in the morning.
BEAT. And with that he goes to return to his car. LOLA
watches him for a second then... Then as she heads towards
LOLA:
You know I do get it.
LOLA (CONT'D)
A less experienced woman given the
job you've had your heart set on
for years, and then a black woman!
Not that you're racist or sexist.
No! You just feel discriminated
against - positively.
LOLA stops by the crime scene tent and looks at him.
LOLA (CONT’D)
Right now, all that experience
just says one thing: you were
screwed up big!
And with that she heads in. ON JOHN: it’s the first time
we’ve seen any vulnerability in him. There’s truth in what
she’s said, truth that hurts. He glances around the wasteland
for a second then marches over to BOYCE and the car, texting
as he walks [A MESSAGE TO THE STATION TO TRACE AN ADDRESS/
CONTACT DETAILS - OF AN EX-CONSTABLE, CLAIRE CHURCH], all
pent up male aggression and frustration.
JOHN:
Find out what was here before, who
had access to it, the details of
everyone who lived and worked
within sight radius of the crime
scene 1995-2005.
BOYCE:
Got it.
JOHN:
Got it Boss.
BEAT. BOYCE looks towards LOLA’s departing car.
BOYCE:
Seems a bit...
JOHN:
She is... Two weeks into the job, a
double murder case to deal with, no
clue.
JOHN sends his text... looks up at BOYCE then out to the
wasteland, almost sighs.
JOHN:
The truth is colour, sex, it's
irrelevant to me. I always expected
to be working for a woman... Just
not that one.
BEAT. JOHN’s phone buzzes, he looks down at it. And starts to
head towards the car.
JOHN:
Drop me home later and get an
overnight bag.
BOYCE:
Where are we going?
JOHN:
The Western Isles.
BOYCE:
But isn’t that... Scotland?
But as BOYCE speaks, JOHN’S already walked away, headed back
BOYCE:
I wasn't breast-fed.
BOYCE:
Bottle. Last of three.
JOHN heads back in to the crime scene - leaving BOYCE alone
in that desolate place feeling stupid.
JOHN looks away, almost sighing, in disbelief. He heads back
towards the tent, BOYCE heads off.
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12 SCENE CUT. 12
13 INT. JOHN’S HOUSE, GARAGE - NIGHT 1 (22:36) 13
The light comes on in the garage as JOHN enters via an
internal door and goes to a series of shelves and boxes at
the back. He pulls down an old box file and after some
rummaging pulls out an old green folder.
He brings it down and rests it on an work bench: leafing
through the yellowing pages.
Turning eventually to an old photocopied ID shot of a police
constable from 1998: Constable CLAIRE CHURCH.
14 EXT. COAST. WESTERN ISLES - DAY 2 (17:50) 14
CLAIRE CHURCH pulls her goggles down over her eyes and,
clad in her wet-suit, plunges into a very uninviting sea
and swims.
She swims hard:
her face plunging in and out of thefreezing cold water, her breathing strong and determined.
The harder she trains the easier it is not to think.
Between breaths she and we hear a vague shouting. She looks
up to see a girl (MEGAN DUNCAN, 15) shouting from the
jetty.
MEGAN:
Mum! Mum! There’s someone here.
MEGAN beckons her then turns back up the track towards the
COTTAGE on the hillside behind. CLAIRE sticks her goggles
on her head, exhausted and paddles back in.
15 EXT. COTTAGE. WESTERN ISLES - DAY 2 (17:58) 15
JOHN’S WORK CAR sits parked outside the cottage. It is
incongruously executive. CLAIRE brushes a hand across it,
intrigued and a little concerned. She heads in.
16 INT. COTTAGE, LOUNGE & KITCHEN - DAY 2 (17:59) 16
NORRIE in scruffy farming gear hands his two SUITED
VISITORS:
JOHN & BOYCE mugs of tea.NORRIE:
She’s out training. She won’t be
long. Sugar?
BOYCE:
You don’t have any sweetener...?
NORRIE shakes his head. JOHN looks at BOYCE - like he’s a
pillock.
BOYCE (CONT’D)
Getting married... Trying to stay
trim for the big day.
CLAIRE walks in.
CLAIRE:
Is everything okay? Whose car is-
She stops, looks at JOHN. The mere sight of him is like a
punch in the stomach.
NORRIE:
Detective Sergeant Boyce.
Detective Chief Inspector...
JOHN:
(overlapping)
John. Like I said, we’re old
friends. God Claire... How long’s
it been?
CLAIRE just stands looking at him for a moment, trying to
regain her composure but struggling.
CLAIRE:
What are you doing here?
NORRIE:
“Just passing”...
JOHN:
So... I thought we’d drop in.
NORRIE looks to CLAIRE. She gives him a search me look.
NORRIE:
I’ll make up the spare bed.
CLAIRE:
They’re staying?
JOHN:
We don’t want to cause any bother.
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