The Coroner Page #7
Season #1 Episode #2- Year:
- 2015
- 45 min
- 495 Views
CLINT:
To be honest, you’re the only person I’ve met today who hasn’t tried to
scratch my back.
MRS BLACKSTONE:
See what I mean?
CLINT:
What’s your number?
[MRS BLACKSTONE TAKES THE PIECE OF PAPER
AND WRITES HER NUMBER DOWN. SHE TURNS IT
MRS BLACKSTONE:
Don’t get yourself mixed up in gambling. I lost my first husband to the
horses.
[CLINT LOOKS AT THE PAPER. IT’S THE PIECE THAT
PRINCE GAVE HIM:
A GAMBLING CHIT]CUT TO:
EP2/SC34. EXT/INT. DORA’S HOUSE. DAY 1. 14:01
DORA, JANE, DAVEY
[DORA OPENS HER FRONT DOOR REVEALING
DAVEY AND JANE. DORA POKES HER HEAD OUT TO
SEE WHETHER THE RANGE ROVER IS STILL
AROUND. IT IS NOT]
JANE:
Just us.
DAVEY:
I’m afraid we still haven’t identified the body.
DORA:
What else do you need?
DAVEY:
Any identifying features you can think of.
[DORA’S SHIFTY]
DORA:
His tooth. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before. He had a false tooth
here. I think it’s called a canine? Got knocked out in a boxing match.
[JANE REMAINS POKERFACED]
JANE:
It’s up to me to confirm that the body we’ve discovered is Mr Burton. To
make sure I can I need you to tell me whether he had any tattoos.
DORA:
Tattoos?
JANE:
Perhaps like this one? A tattoo of a barcode on his right hip?
[JANE DIGS OUT HER SMARTPHONE AND OPENS
THE TEXT FROM BETH. IT’S A PICTURE OF THE
TATTOO SHE WANTS]
DORA:
Yeah, I think he did.
JANE:
Do you have a picture of him with that tattoo?
DORA:
Don’t think so.
JANE:
If you did I’d be able to sign the death certificate.
[BEAT. DORA NODS]
DORA:
I’ll see if I can find one.
JANE:
Be in touch as soon as you can.
[JANE AND DAVEY TURN THEIR BACKS TO DORA
AND WALK AWAY. FROM THE FRONT WE SEE JANE
THROWING A WINK AT DAVEY, UNSEEN BY DORA]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC35. INT. CORONER’S OFFICE. ENTRANCE / HALLWAY/
OFFICE. DAY 1. 14:34
DAVEY, JANE, CLINT
NSE JOURNALIST:
[JANE AND DAVEY STRIDE BACK INTO THE OFFICE]
DAVEY:
You really gonna let Beth get herself that barcode?
JANE:
She won’t go through with it. I told her I quite fancied the same myself.
Quickest way to stifle your teenager’s fashion choice is to tell them you
want it too.
[JANE SEES THE NSE JOURNALIST AND STRIDES
PAST]
JANE:
Not now.
[WE STAY ON DAVEY AND JANE AS THEY HEAD
INTO THE OFFICE. JANE LOOKS AT HER COMPUTER]
JANE:
Come on Dora.
DAVEY:
You know if she drops herself in it that still leaves us with an unidentified
body?
JANE:
It does, but there’s a big upside for me. Free steak.
[CLINT RETURNS]
CLINT:
(PLACING FILES ON HER TABLE) Four sea-burials from two
undertakers, but none match your man.
JANE:
Which ones were they?
CLINT:
These two were done by Gravelle’s in Brixham and Prince’s in Torquay did
two but they were both females, so…
JANE:
And nothing out of the ordinary?
CLINT:
Not to do with the burials. Sorry. Prince likes a flutter but that’s no crime.
DAVEY:
Likes a what?
CLINT:
Flutter. He gave me his number on the back of a casino chit. Weirdo.
JANE:
Which casino?
[HE PULLS THE CHIT FROM HIS POCKET]
CLINT (CONT’D):
(READING) The Hippodrome.
[JANE AND DAVEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER. JANE’S
COMPUTER PINGS]
JANE:
When it rains…
DAVEY:
She’s emailed?
JANE:
What a lovely picture of Kevin Burton with a barcode tattoo…
[DAVEY LOOKS AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN]
DAVEY:
Has she done that with a biro?
JANE:
She puts the artist in escape artist…
CLINT:
You’ve identified the dead body?
JANE:
We’ve identified a body…
DAVEY:
…but it’s not dead. That photo’s definitely been taken in that house –
JANE:
Best place to hide’s in plain sight.
[JUST AS DAVEY IS ABOUT TO LEAVE, JANE’S
PHONE STARTS RINGING]
JANE:
It’s her.
[THE ROOM SILENCES]
JANE (ON PHONE):
(INNOCENT) Jane Kennedy? Have you? Ok let me just check my
computer…
[BEAT]
JANE (ON PHONE):
Yes, I’ve got it here. And how old is that picture? About five years.
[BEAT]
JANE (ON PHONE):
Yes I think I can, but I’m going to need your signature on the death
certificate too, as his Next of Kin…could you meet me at the police station?
Soon as you can. Sorry for your loss.
[JANE BEAMS AND HANGS UP]
DAVEY:
We’ll get her on perverting the course of justice.
JANE:
And Burton?
DAVEY:
Here’s hoping he’s home alone…
[THEY ALL HEAD OUT]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC36. EXT. DORA’S HOUSE. DAY 1. 14:56
DAVEY:
NSE POLICE OFFICERS
[SEVERAL POLICE CARS SILENTLY SPEED UP TO
DORA’S. DAVEY HOPS OUT OF ONE. HE WALKS TO
DORA’S FRONT DOOR AND KNOCKS. NOTHING.
DAVEY THEN MOVES AROUND THE SIDE OF THE
HOUSE AND PEERS THROUGH A WINDOW]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC37. INT/EXT. DORA’S HOUSE. DAY 1. 14:57
DAVEY:
NSE KEVIN BURTON
[DAVEY’S HEAD PEERS THROUGH THE WINDOW,
AND, LIKE A RABBIT IN THE HEADLIGHTS, NSE
KEVIN BURTON STANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS
LIVING ROOM. A MOMENT’S STILLNESS BEFORE HE
SPRINTS TOWARDS THE BACK DOOR]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC38. EXT. DORA’S HOUSE. BACK GARDEN. DAY 1. 14:58
DAVEY:
NSE KEVIN, NSE POLICE OFFICERS
DAVEY:
He’s running!
[DAVEY SPRINTS AROUND THE SIDE OF THE HOUSE
AND INTO THE BACK GARDEN. UP AHEAD, KEVIN
LEAPS OVER A FENCE. DAVEY FOLLOWS]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC39. EXT. BACK ALLEYS. DAY 1. 14:59
DAVEY:
NSE KEVIN:
[DAVEY DROPS DOWN INTO THE ALLEY AND
CONTINUES CHASING]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC40. EXT. FIELD. DAY 1. 15:01
DAVEY, HARVEY
NSE KEVIN, NSE POLICE OFFICERS, NSE HEAVY
[KEVIN’S GAINING DISTANCE ON DAVEY. KEVIN
BREAKS OUT OF THE ALLEYWAY AND INTO A
FIELD BUT HIS PATH’S BLOCKED BY THE RANGE
ROVER. HE JUMPS AND SKIDS OVER THE HOOD
AND CARRIES ON. OUT OF THE BACK OF THE CAR
LEAPS HARVEY WHO RUGBY TACKLES HIM. WITH
KEVIN PINNED HARVEY PULLS HIS ARM BACK
READY TO BEAT HIS HEAD INTO MINCEMEAT
BUT…]
DAVEY:
Don’t even think about it.
HARVEY:
Where’s my money?!
DAVEY:
Hand him over.
[RELUCTANTLY, HARVEY DOES THE RIGHT THING.
HE PICKS KEVIN UP OFF THE GROUND AND
DAVEY:
Kevin Burton, you’re pretty fast for a dead man.
[OUT ON DAVEY, DELIGHTED HE’S CAUGHT HIS
MAN]
CUT TO:
EP2/SC41. INT. POLICE STATION. LOBBY. DAY 1. 15:12
JANE, CLINT, DORA
NSE POLICE OFFICERS
[JANE WAITS IN THE POLICE STATION LOBBY FOR
HER LOBSTER, CLINT REAPPEARS, EXCITED]
CLINT:
She’s pulling up.
[SEVERAL NSE POLICE OFFICERS LIE IN WAIT. THE
DOORS SWING OPEN AND THE LOBSTER ENTERS]
JANE:
Bad news or good news?
DORA:
Good news.
JANE:
Good news is your boyfriend’s alive. Bad news is you’re about to be
arrested for perverting the course of justice…
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