In the Flesh Page #8

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Everyone exchanges concerned looks.

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40 INT. WALKER HOUSE - DINING ROOM - DAY 2 40

Steve and Kieren are sitting at the dining table. Sue is

serving dinner. She puts a plate in front of Kieren.

KIEREN:

Oh, uh, I don’t... I don’t eat

anymore.

STEVE:

It’s lamb. Your favorite.

Pause. Sue and Steve take this in.

SUE:

Oh. Well. Just pretend for a bit

‘ay.

Sue gives him his plate and sits down. Awkward pause. Sue and

Steve look at Kieren. Kieren looks at the fork and knife on

the table. Picks them up and then starts to pretend to “eat”.

It looks peculiar. But it makes Sue and Steve feel better and

they begin to eat with him.

KIEREN:

When’s Jem gonna be back?

SUE:

Should be any minute.

Kieren looks excited/nervous. He really wants to see his

sister but he’s worried how she’ll take him. Suddenly the

back door slams.

STEVE:

Here she comes.

Kieren stands up. Checks his mousse is on correctly in the

oven’s reflection. Checks he looks... well, like a living

person and not a zombie. JEM enters. KIEREN turns to greet

her. She sees her brother. Her rotter brother and...

Storms right back out into the hallway that leads to the back

door and the cul de sac. Kieren’s face falls.

SUE:

Jem -

JEM (O.S.)

I’m not coming in until... I’m not

coming in until that disappears!

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Kieren’s face falls to the floor. “That”.

STEVE:

Get in here right

JEM (O.S.)

I’ll walk out. I swear I’ll spend

the night on a bench.

Kieren, head down, goes to exit.

STEVE:

Kier - you don’t have to -

Kieren silently exits up the stairs. Sue sighs.

SUE:

He’s gone, Jemima.

Jem comes back in.

JEM:

No tea for me? Jesus mother, I’m

starving.

STEVE:

Here you can take Kieren’s. He’s

not eating... at the moment.

Jem looks at Kieren’s plate. She’s torn. She’s starving but

that might have been touched by a rotter. No, she can’t do

it. She bangs out of the house. Sue and Steve look at each

other - “This isn’t going to be happy families for a long

time.”

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41 INT. CHURCH RECTORY - STUDY - DAY 2 41

Philip Tunicliffe-Wilson sits waiting. He is looking in awe

at a MIGHTY PAINTING over the fire place. The painting

depicts the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Vicar Oddie

enters holding two scotches. He gives one to Philip, who

tries to hold it like a grown up. He coughs at the first sip.

VICAR ODDIE:

Your first scotch, son?

PHILIP:

Yes, Sir.

VICAR ODDIE:

Don’t be ashamed. Helen reacted

exactly the same way when I gave

her her first single malt.

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Vicar Oddie becomes solemn at the memory of his wife.

PHILIP:

I’d have loved to have met your

wife, sir. She sounded like a

wonderful woman.

VICAR ODDIE:

She was. She’d have liked you too

I’m sure. Perhaps one day...

Vicar Oddie leaves that hanging while he takes a drink.

PHILIP:

Sir, can I start off by saying I

didn’t mean to speak up at the

council meeting. I was, I was just

worried that -

VICAR ODDIE:

Philip, calm down. Is that why you

think I asked to see you?

Philip nods.

VICAR ODDIE (CONT’D)

No, no, no. I asked to see you

today because you are in a unique

position to help me protect this

community.

PHILIP:

I am?

VICAR ODDIE:

Mr. Lambert’s sheep, Philip. I’m

fearing the worst.

PHILIP:

Rabids?

VICAR ODDIE:

They’re basic animals. Ripping and

tearing to shreds. No, that sheep’s

brains at the village hall were

carefully hollowed out. I believe

we’re dealing with a new threat.

The reassimilated undead. Just as

dangerous as rabids, even more so

in fact, because now they have the

brain power to be cunning.

PHILIP:

But there’re no medicated ones

living in Roarton. ARe there?

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VICAR ODDIE:

I hear whispers son. Whispers that

cannot, and should not, be ignored.

PHILIP:

Oh right, I see. But I”m still not

sure how I’m in a unique position

to-

VICAR ODDIE:

How’s your mother, Philip?

PHILIP:

Mum? Oh, oh, she’s very well, thank

you for asking.

VICAR ODDIE:

She works up at the hospice doesn’t

she? Or should I say, she did work

up at the hospice.

Philip looks a bit confused.

PHILIP:

She, uh, she still works there,

sir.

VICAR ODDIE:

Really. Because I visit there every

week and I haven’t seen your mother

in a very long time.

Philip c*cks his head - “that can’t be right?”

VICAR ODDIE (CONT’D)

I was so concerned as to her

whereabouts, I asked Mr Waybridge,

the manager. Seems she handed in

her notice some months ago.

Philip reacts. This is all news to him.

PHILIP:

But - she - she goes off to work

every morning. I see her leave.

VICAR ODDIE:

Perhaps she’s in a new line of

employment.

PHILIP:

Like what?

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VICAR ODDIE:

Perhaps you should find that out,

son.

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41A INT. WALKER HOUSE - KIEREN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 2 41A

Kieren’s looking at PHOTOS pinned to the wall. They are of

him and another teenage boy, RICK, (18), in the woods playing

in their MAKESHIFT DEN. The two lads are laughing and joking

with each other. They look very close, very comfortable.

KIEREN stares at the photos, the past flooding back.

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42 INT. MACY HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT 2 42

JANET at the doorway to dining room. Holding a BIRTHDAY CAKE

with candles lit.

JANET:

Yer ready, love?

A framed photograph of RICK, dressed in a military uniform,

stands alone on the table top. Janet puts down the BIRTHDAY

CAKE. joins her BILL. They hold hands and stare at the photo

of Rick and the cake.

JANET (CONT’D)

Happy birthday, son.

Bill hands Janet a knife. Janet slowly cuts the cake.

Janet nods. Begins to break down. Bill holds her close. We

move in on the photograph of Rick.

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43 EXT. TUNICLIFFE-WILSON HOUSE - NIGHT 2 43

Moonlight floods down on the cottage.

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44 INT. TUNICLIFFE-WILSON HOUSE - LOUNGE - NIGHT 2 44

Philip and Shirley are sitting watching television. There’s

visible tension between them.

SHIRLEY:

I’m shattered.

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PHILIP:

Long day, mum?

SHIRLEY:

On me feet most of the afternoon.

Bunions are killing me.

PHILIP:

Chasing the old dears around that

hospice, were yer?

SHIRLEY:

(lying)

Yes. They’re quite the handful.

PHILIP:

Are they now.

SHIRLEY:

Aye. They are.

Uncomfortable beat. Shirley gets up.

SHIRLEY (CONT’D)

Well I’m to bed.

Philip indicates the snooker on TV.

PHILIP:

Just gonna watch the end of this.

Shirley nods. Pecks him on the cheek then goes to a fish bowl

on the mantle where a GOLDFISH is swimming about. Shirley

taps on the glass.

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