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(Wind blowing, sea waves crashing)
(Seagulls)
(Mellow music)
(Seagulls squawking, tense music builds)
(Grunting)
(Gasping)
(Music building, tyres screeching)
(Dramatic violin music)
(Mysterious music)
(Male voice) - Please, can we bring him in?
(Female voice) - Oh my goodness!
- We should call the doctor.
- It's happened before. He'd be fine. He just need some rest.
- If you're sure, - just give him about half an hour.
Sorry, I needed that.
I thought you might.
Make sure you drink some water.
- Do you own all this? - Yes!
It’s beautiful Quiet.
I know.
I wouldn't know what to do with all this space.
You're from London?
Yeah.
How do you know?
Well, people from London always say that.
Well, space is a premium in London.
Yeah, that's why we came here.
I can see the attraction.
When did you get it? - 2011.
We've got a bottle of wine in a box by the bar.
Our first bottle that year.
Was it a good year?
No. Not really. Just sentimental.
I'm sorry I don't know your name.
Ellis. Sorry, I should have said.
It's been a busy 20 minutes.
I'm Joni.
What's your line of work, Ellis?
- I run a marketing company, mainly local stuff.
Garages, restaurants, that sort of thing.
Would you like a tour?
Sure.
We can’t be long.
We've got this thing on tonight.
Oh, if you're busy, I can just sit with Drayton.
Sorry. That's his name.
I should have said that, too.
Shouldn't I? He's my business partner.
Look if you've got too much on, I can just sit and watch the telly.
- Don't be silly. Come and see our vineyard.
You never know when it might just disappear.
- It's hard enough being an English vineyard.
But an English vineyard that wants to stand out,
It's been a challenge.
But we've done it.
(Violin music)
- We make this wine
and seed to bottle healthy wine.
You fill the pot.
Grape, seed, stalks, the lot.
Let all ferment and then let the wine mature for a couple of seasons.
Everything here is chosen to be natural.
Better.
But there was a cold snap early in the season.
Frost damaged a lot of young grapes,
about half died on the vine.
Try this.
It's special.
That is amazing.
- I know! - I'll take a case.
- It's the least I could do. - Well, we can't right now.
- It's all set aside for tonight. - What is tonight?
- It's a wine tasting.
Well, they're always fun.
Well, this one's important.
We've got a lot riding on it.
(Gasping)
(Tense music)
(Startled Yelp)
- Come on!
Eh!
(Giggling)
- Oh! Look who just woke up.
- Mate!
- Yeah, look who just jumped out of one of our rooms at me.
- Mate, how are you feeling? - I did not jump.
I just...
I've got confused.
- You had one of you turns.
- What’s going on Joni? - Oh, Cora.
This is Ellis and his friend Drayton.
Drayton had a seizure in the car as they were passing, so they came in here.
- Sorry to impose.
I didn't know where else to go. - London!
We were meant to go to London.
Why are we here?
- I'm sorry, mate, I had to make a split second choice.
- So we're still in Rye?
- Peasmarsh, actually.
- We should be in London. - Don't worry about it.
It's just a short stop. - Why are we here?
- You had one... - I know.
I mean, why are we here?
Here!
- I don’t know! Just lucky,if these ladies hadn’t have taken us...
- I thought you maybe should have seen a doctor. - I’m fine.
I'm hungry.
Thirsty. - Okay, that's a good sign, right?
- I don't know, I just need to eat something.
How long? How long have I been out?
- I dunno, about 40 minutes., not long
- Right, okay.
- So we can still get back to London before dark (muffled voices).
We leave now? - Yeah.Where are we?
- Peasmarsh!
Come on, mate. We need to get back on the road.
We can stop at a service station.
- I could knock you up a pasta or something.
- Yes! - No. We can stop at a pub.
There was one about halfway. You remember that?
It looked nice, did food. - I fancy pasta now.
Now we need to go.
- I wanna stay - I’ll put on a pot, its no bother.
Just give us a hand with the tables, and we're square.
If you're sure.
- I can lift that!
- No. Not now. You rest.
- I've had a rest.
- Well, in that case, I'll put the pasta on them.
- Come on, mate.
- Let's go for a walk.
- It'll be about 15 minutes.
- What are you doing?
- I'm having a look.
- We need to leave.
- Fancy place.
- Where’s the car? - In the barn.
- We can't leave anyway. - Yes we can.
We had a plan.
We've had a small detour, but it's still solid.
- No, it's not though.
You said we had to be on the road.
In a way straight after the shop. That's what you said.
That didn't happen.
So other things will have happened.
We just need to chill
here and let it pass.
- You're being uncharacteristically calm.
- I always am after a turn. - Good!
Well, how long are we staying in this glamorous little rest spot?
Because they've got a thing tonight.
- Thing?
- Yeah. Wine tasting.
- Never been to wine tasting.
- That’s because you don’t like wine.
- No.
So I've got people coming over.
- Yeah. A Dozen.
So we need to be gone before they get here.
- Why did you have to offer him lunch, today?
- He was hungry.
- Then he can go to the cafe on his way home, like his friend said.
- Ellis, - The weirdo who jumped out at me, called for Joe.
- He told me Ellis.
All good?
- I'm just waiting for the inevitable cancellations.
- Positive thinking.
- We can't all be born with a sense of whimsy and a brain like a fairy princess.
- More's the pity.
What would we do...
- Things that have not yet happened, did not exist.
And therefore I will not entertain questions about them.
(Satisfied Burp)
- You're not having any.
- No. We're a bit busy.
- We're saving ourselves.
These tastings are an endurance test.
I always end up with the worst indigestion.
- Well, just because you're tasting wine.
- It's the food. Eight courses is a lot.
- Eight courses? Eight!
- We, used to have one course and a spoonful of rice pudding.
If we were lucky, didn’t we..
He likes a fancy restaurant.
He does.
I'm a bit of a greasy spoon kind of guy.
- I like a greasy spoon.
- Silver spoon more like.
He's a bit up himself.
We love him though.
- There's nothing wrong with a little bit of ambition.
- Well, you got all the Brain’s, didn’t you. I didn’t.
- You can draw.
- That’s true.
I love drawing.
- Well, you think so. In your line of business.
- What is that?
- She means for the ads.
- Oh, right. Yeah.
- There's not much straight drawing in it nowadays.
It's more concepts.
- Aw, do we know about concepts?
Tell them Cora,
about that tap in the village.
The painter?
Well, I'd never seen anything like it.
Filth.
Well, I'm not a prude or anything, but I don't want our customers
thinking that we used grapes in that way!
- It was a tad explicit.
- I'm blushing just thinking about it.
- Joni! Need a hand
- Was it tits?
- Amongst other things?
- What with? - Tonight.
- Okay, yes.
- We'll be out of your hair as soon as we can.
- She didn't mean you.
- No, I didn't. But we are busy.
- Yes we are.
Okay.
Enjoy your food.
That was so rude.
He's not well. - I know.
And I hope he gets better. Just not here, not now.
Anyway, which one of these do you prefer?
- I don't think the... - Cora.
Her name's Cora.
- Yeah! Yeah, yeah, that's what I was going to say.
- No it isn't. But go on.
- I don't think she likes me.
- But you're so lovable.
- I think I scared her.
Don't worry about it.
Eat up.
- Where are we going to go?
- I don't know.
I don't think it's a good idea to stay here.
- Why would he tell you
His name is Ellis, when it's not?
- You're so nosey.
- I just like to know who I'm dealing with.
- You always get like this before an event.
I'm just waiting for the moment where you tell me you don't want to come.
And can I do it alone?
- I always do it.
- In the end.
There's always an hour where you hide in your room.
Even back in Glasgow, you do that.
- That's because our manager was a racist little shit
Who thought my duties should start to end with the washing up
- Oh, he' was a turd.
- Still doesn't explain the name though.
- How’s the food?
- Bon appetit.
- Is your name Joe?
- Yeah. How did you know?
- Your friend said Joe when he bumped into me, I assumed he meant you.
- Yeah, well, Joe's my dad's name.
- Total dickhead.
Ruined the name, didn't he, mate?
- Ellis is my surname.
- He used to get called Little Joe, but he didn't like that.
So anyway.
So after that, we called him Mighty Joe.
Like the monkey ape, actually. Right. Yeah.
You know Mighty Joe Young.
The King Kong ripoff. Nice.
Anyway, used to piss him off loud.
So when he said bugger off, twit, he changed his name to Ellis.
Not legally. Just wouldn’t, answer to Joe
Except me, Mighty Joe.
- Thanks for that.
- Names, treasure troves of intrigue
is Dratyon your first or second name?
- Street name!
- Oh, like a rapper?
- No
No, I got abandoned as a kid.
They found me in a phone box on Drayton Road, Harlesden when I was two.
- Oh my God.
- Yeah.
So I didn't know what to call me and I couldn't talk much then, so
They decided on Dryton....I like it.
- What's your first name then?
- Chris.
His first name is Chris.
- Chris?
Shit name...
(Loud Buzzing Sound)
- Oh, horrible isn't it?
I think we should get one that chimes or plays opera.
The buzz is so harsh.
Carly! How are you?
- Constable Wainwright, please Joni
This isn't a social call.
Can I come in?
- Not more fake wine claims from
Mrs Morgan. She's crazy.
- There's been an incident in Rye.
- Hey, Carly, Everything okay?
- There's been a robbery and kidnapping about three hours ago in Farrier’s Jewellers.
Two men entered the shop and assaulted Mr Farrier and his wife
- God! They are about eighty odd years old, aren’t they?
- So who was kidnapped?
- Their assistant, Lenny Tyler.
Mr. Farrier was beaten badly as he tried to stop them.
They fled through the back of the shop with a substantial amount of jewelry.
(Smashing noise from upstairs)
I thought the hotel was closed right now.
- It is.
- Sorry, Cora. I've had a bit of an accident.
- Okay, sure.
Joe Ellis, this is Constable Wainwright.
- Mr. Ellis. - I heard what happened. That's...
That's awful.
I've just come from Rye. What do they look like?
- They were wearing masks. - Yeah, of course.
I only ask because we were almost run off the road as we left the town.
I just thought it was kids joyriding.
Cora. I'm sorry.
I think I might have damaged your table.
- Okay. Sorry. Carly.
- Mr. Ellis..
- Where's the damage?
- There, and the carpet.
Do you have any salt? - Yes, I'll get the salt.
- Mr. Ellis, can you describe the car that passed you? - Where’s Drayton?
- A silver Passat.
- You didn't happen to catch a look at the drivers did you?
- No, not really..
I mean, I could tell you there were two men,
but I couldn't tell you their ages or anything.
- How did you know they were male?
I don't know, you can just tell can’t you.
- And the license plates? - No, sorry.
- And your friend?
- Friend?
- Drayton? Cora is that right?
- Yeah.
He was here a minute ago.
- He just went out to the car.
He. Well, we got wine all over, so he went out to the car
to get a change of clothes.
What was your business here in Rye?
- Relaxation.
We've been telling the ladies our woes.
We came down for a little break. Recharge the batteries
- You know what I mean?
- And how is it you ended up here?
- We had an incident on the road.
Drayton is an epileptic. - Oh, really?
- He had a fit.
Just after the car passed us, actually.
In fact, that might have triggered it.
Shock can cause a seizure.
- So he had a seizure and you came here?
- Yeah! It was the nearest place.
These ladies were lovely and looked after us.
- I didn't see your car as I drove up.
- It’s around the back in the barn.
- And your friend? He's out of the car?
- Yeah. He'll be back in a minute.
- Should we go meet him?
I'd like to talk to him. - He's getting changed.
- Not in the car park, surely?
- Well, you never know with him. He's not shy.
- Let's go see.
- Found the Salt!
- Oh, here he is! Cheers pal.
(Yelling)
- Get off me!
(Radio Squawks)
(Struggle)
- Scott!
Scott! Stop it!
(Sinister music)
- It couldn't be helped.
- We are fucked!
- Joe! Shut up!
It doesn't matter. It's fine.
- Fine! How is it fine you feckless cunt?
You killed a copper, a female copper How is it fine?
- She didn't arrest us. Right.
That's good.
These two know her. So that's good too.
We just need to get rid of her and a car and get these two to vouch for her.
Coming and going.
- Don't you touch her.
You two robbed the jewellers - Duh!
- It’s not what you think, it wasn't a robbery!
- Don’t touch me!
- You know they'll be able to track her vehicle with drones and shit.
- We're in Rye, mate.
If they've got a donkey with a viewmaster on it’s head I’d be very surprised.
You remember those little cardboard circles
and you'd hold them up to the light.
And you see Rome and castles and stuff?
- Yeah, I remember.
Who gives a fuck you insane twat!
We can't hide this. - I'm not insane.
Don't call me that.
- What are we going to do?
Do you think they're going to keep their mouth shut?
And I'm not killing them I do not kill people.
Fucking idiot!
You should have done this alone. Fuck!
- Fuck off!
It's your fault we're in this shit, remember?
- Actually, no. How is it my fault?
Because my recollection is that
You brought us into it when you dropped us in the shit with the Stringer brothers.
- Oh, yeah
The same brothers that you Billy Big Bollocks jumped into bed
With to get that loan.
- Loans we were paying back.
I wasn't the fuck head
Who gave our last repayment to a friend who had a history of gambling problems.
- He needed it. - So did we!
- How am I supposed to know? You don't tell me anything.
- Cause you’re just shit with money.
- Oh, yeah?
You got all the brains because you got to go to school.
- You got to go to school too, you just couldn't
stop getting expelled for wanking on the desk and of beating people half to death.
- For giving you shit.
- I know you've always had my back,
but you have always gone too far.
- Fucking hell!
You two,
You seemed cool ten minutes ago
And now I've done a thing, its upset you
I get it, but can't we just build a bridge and get over it?
Sort this shit out?
- A thing?
You've bludgeoned our friend to death before our eyes.
She didn't even do anything
And you killed her.
You're a fucking coward.
- I'm not a coward.
- You look at that woman over there and then tell me that! - I'm not a coward.
- I know mate. - You ask him.
You ask him how many times I stood up for him.
I'm not a coward.
- Mate!
Mate, we need to get rid of that body.
(Footsteps pacing)
Do you think this prick is dead?
- He better not be.
- (Muffled) Help me!
- Shut up!
- Oh! Oh, wait.
Who’s she?
A policewoman.
Oh, come on!
(Retching Sound)
There's only room for one.
- We need to get changed.
- Can't get away with this.
They'll send someone as soon as their officer doesn't report in.
And we have a dozen guests coming tonight.
What are you going to do?
Kill them as well.
- Scott, we got to get out of here.
We've got to risk it.
- No, no, no. no! We need to stay.
We're not going to get any more trouble are we! Stay here till it's safe.
- Do what?
Join the wine tasting?
- You're not invited.
- Okay, well, you and have a shower.
And not one of those ones you have at home where you just jump in and out.
You always stink after those! - Oh, cheers.
- No proper clean ballsack and braces behind your ears, under your fingernails.
- And you're just going to stay here?
- Yeah I can't leave them
to their own devices, can we?
It's fine.
I've got it!
I'm over it.
Right.
Who fancies a drink?
- No. Thank you.
- Sure? Suit yourself!
But I hear the wine here is excellent.
Can't drink it myself.
I've got an acid reflux thing.
But I do like a beer.
You don't have any taps?
- No. Just bottles.
- Oh! Rip off!
What a waste.
Paying more for less.
Stupid.
Ah!
(Banging around)
Cheers!
Oh, yes.
Ooh la la!
So...
What food are you having at this tasting then?
- What? - Food!
What are you having?
You are having food, right?
And its here.
- It's here.
- And what is it?
- Venison carpaccio,
smoked salmon. - Sea bass ceviche,
broccoli and Stilton soup.
- Oh, God. No!
Not got any chips?
- No. - You gotta have chips.
Not everyone likes all this fancy shit, you know.
And you don't want people drinking on an empty stomach do you.
- The food was chosen to
complement the wines, and the guests were told about it beforehand.
- So no surprises then.
- Other than it not happening, no.
- Not yet!
- So you don't plan on murdering us, then?
- No, not my agenda.
- Just our business then.
- Oh for... have it next week.
Will you.
- Do you think any of this was cheap?
The food, the organization.
We've put our livelihoods on the line for this.
This succeeds, or we die.
Even if the wine, some of which we have already opened to let breathe.
And the food lasts another week.
Do you think anyone would want to come to a murder scene?
- So have outside.
The weathers nice.
(Tense music)
There he is.
Clean as a whistle. - I think so.
No. Not you, the carpet. Look,
soap is shit, but this stuff is amazing.
Benefits of working in a wine place eh! Lots of red spillages.
Right!
My turn.
Ah, just so you know, no beer on tap.
Just bottles, ha!
And might
want to talk about the whole wine tasting thing.
I mean, a bit of a sore point, but it does need dealing with.
- Are you really going to let us go?
- Yeah.
Just got to work out a way to get out of this?
Can we go outside?
- Did you know he was insane before this?
- He’s not insane.
- I think he is. - He's not.
- Okay.
- He's got problems. Issues?
But it's not insanity.
You don't know the life he's had.
- He's your brother, isn't he?
I can tell the way that the way you speak.
- We're not brothers, Brothers.
Foster brothers.
He's not bad.
I know it sounds ridiculous, but he's not.
He stood by me through all the shit that has gone on in my life.
And there has been a lot.
Just loses control sometimes.
- You need to stop him.
- He’s got it out of his system now.
- He didn't have a peanut stuck in his throat.
He had a fully fledged psychotic episode, and I want to avoid another one.
- Well sit tight and don't antagonize him again.
we will be gone as soon as we can.
- We need to let people know that the tasting isn't happening anymore.
- I know!
- And the police,
they'll come looking for their officer.
- I know.
We'll help you.
- What?
- We'll help you divert the police.
We'll help you escape tomorrow.
I assume that's the plan.
Wait till the morning when the police aren't looking around here any more.
- What, you're just going to do this out of the kindness of your heart?
- No
I, we want to survive the night.
You said keep him happy.
This will do that, right?
- Yeah.
- We just want something in return.
- We do?
- Yes. We need our wine tasting to go ahead tonight as planned
And we want 25% of your haul from the jewellers.
- (Laughing) You're kidding. Right?
- Cora. we can’t!
- We can.
They need us.
The police will check on their officer.
They'll know this was her last stop and they'll come knocking.
And this time, it won't just be one.
And we need them. We need tonight to happen.
Otherwise we're gone.
Finished. All our hard work.
All our money gone.
It might take us years to recover, if ever.
So if you want the easy road out, you need to give us something.
Or you can just kill us.
- You're the insane one.
- Maybe.
But have you got a better way out?
- Let's put aside the jewels and the cops for one minute
You want us to let you have a full on wine tasting
- With food pairings.
- And you think Dryton will be able to hold his shit together through all that?
- No. You won't be here.
You can be up in the hotel.
- What, so you could get drunk and shop us over the fish course.
- Take whatever precautions you need to.
We won't shop you, particularly if you cut us in.
We need this to go well.
- 12 people just sat here eating and drinking
while we just watch telly.
- We wouldn't need them all.
Just six.
- No. - Not six.
- Yes.
Elizabeth Maynard.
Philip Crosbie, Mandy York, Brendan Fogarty,
Joanne Flynn and Eva Lanigan.
- No!
If we're picking, we don't need to Phil, he’s good
for a couple of grand at best, and we'd have to work for it.
He likes a cuddle, if you know what I mean.
- Okay. Not Phil.
- Six is too many.
If we were to consider this insanity.
- Five and 30% one and 10%,
- One and 10%,
- One would look weird.
- One
- Four and 25%.
- One and 12%.
- That is no good to us!
- 25% is no good to us.
We need to get this shit back to London.
It needs to be a decent amount.
- Two and 15%.
Well, Three's company Four's a crowd.
- Okay, two
- And 15%.
- Okay. Which two?
Well,
definitely. Brandon.
He's desperate to get into wine.
- Who else? - Elizabeth. Maynard.
- Hmm, I was thinking Eva Lanigan.
- Oh, yeah, I love Eva. She's on the council.
She was a very successful barrister back in the day.
She retired here to be an artist.
- Fortunately, both the legal and art worlds love a drink?
- Yeah, but Elizabeth Maynard, she's got the best palate and the best story.
She's a crime novelist.
I’ve read all her books.
- Just pick one, for Christ's sake. Okay.
- Okay
Eva!
- Really?
- Yeah. She's got the best contacts.
Law, Art
London, big money, big drinkers.
- Okay, Eva
- Okay.
We'll keep the 15% between us.
All right!
- Why?
- Well, Drayton doesn't exactly have a head for business
and I don't have it in me to explain it to you now.
- Okay.
(Shower running)
(Violin music building)
What are you going to do with Lenny?
Who?
- The guy in your boot.
- Oh, yeah. Lenny.
- Do you know him?
- Nah!
- Why did you kidnap him?
- What? - Well, if you don't know who he is.
How do you know he's worth kidnapping?
- He's for the ‘Whoever Brothers’ in London, Joni.
Right?
- He's the debt we had to pay off. Go to Rye
Grab some prick. Bring him back.
We weren't told who he was or what he'd done.
Just a name and a location.
It was going to look like a robbery.
Him being our insurance.
The prick did a runner. We had to chase him.
- So do you think he's in debt like you are?
- No. He's been skimming off the top.
- I thought you didn't know.
I didn’t. Not at first.
Little shit can stop screaming and apologizing once we've got him.
Turned out he was laundering money through the old folks diamond business.
Don't ask me how it works.
They've been fiddling the books in order to buy a house.
That's what he said, anyway.
- Seems foolish.
- So you're taking him back to London to be punished?
- Probably.
I mean, the brothers had a good thing going there, so.
Probably just got a little bit of a kicking and put back into play.
- Oh I doubt that.
- Why?
- Well, these brothers are professional.
They'll know that Lenny will get looked into.
So putting him back into the scene of the crime to commit
more crime would be silly.
So he's probably going to be killed.
- Like I said, I don't know anything about it.
- Not hard to figure out there, was it?
- For fuck's sake!
What do you want me to do? Let him go?
- You could!
- What and get in more debt with people that, by your own logic,
are willing to kill a low life wanker for being in debt.
- Hard taking the high ground?
Yeah, so we'll skip it thanks.
Low road all the way home.
- Do you think you're going to get away with this?
You've killed one person.
You're taking another person to his death.
- Probably not. Definitely. And I didn't kill anybody.
- But you wouldn't want Drayton to take the blame on his own, would you?
- Would you two shut the fuck up!
I agreed to your plan not to
Being the subject of some sort of psychological roast.
I know I fucked up.
But here we are.
All I wanted was a little bit of money to keep my business going.
But you can't get a loan nowadays can you, not with somebody like Drayton around.
Thinks that credit is something you get from an arcade machine.
So I had to go.
Alternative routes.
I fucked up
my fault.
My fault for trusting a mental.
My fault for having some ambition.
- Do you think he's okay in the boot?
Well its a hot day is all I'm saying.
- All right.
Stand where I can see you.
All right in there?
- (Muffled) Hello?
(Panicked)Hello!
- Lenny.
- Yeah.
- I have a glass of water for you.
You will accept it gratefully.
You will not do anything stupid.
You got that?
- Yeah.
Thank you.
Bastard!
Sorry.
You’re the wine ladies!
(Gasping)
Hey, come on, talk to me!
We can wear this out.
Tell the brothers it was just a loan right..
A loan.
Wait!
With the intention of paying it back.
Come on, don't do this. They cut my nuts off or something.
You know they will. - Will they?
- How should I know. It's none of our business.
- No, no, no, no!
Please, please don’t put me back in there, please!
She's dead. Right. Put me in the back seat.
She's dead.
She's all slippery.
I’m claustrophobic!
- What?, - He doesn't like enclosed spaces.
- You're not meant to, you twat!
Stop playing with that, it’s freaking me out.
- I'm fine. - It's not fine.
It's freaking me out. You did that, you fucker!
You want us to put you in a back seat?
Leave it.
I don't like it. - I'm just trying to see if I need stitches.
- Take them back in.
- We need him alive. - I know!
Get in!
- Please!
Put me in a cupboard, or a chair.
Oh! Gag me. Tie me to a chair. I'm reasonable.
I know why I'm here. - We've had this chat. No we haven't.
- No we haven't.
- Yes, we have. When we were chasing you out the back of the jewellers.
You were screaming.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'll pay it back with interest.
I'm so sorry.
I was saving up money for new house!
- I just wanted my own place.
- I don't care. Get in.
- Come on.
Not in with the dead bird!
What did she do anyway?
Are you on multiple jobs? - No.
- A lot of people are these days.
- She was an accident.
Don't talk about her get in!
- What are they going to do to me when you take me back?
- How should I know? In!
- Your a Hitman!
- Ha! I work for a fruit packing plant.
- Good cover. - It's not a cover.
It's a shitty job.
The jobs people made me do.
I'm not a hitman!
- So she really was an accident?
- Yeah...Sort of!
- So why did they send you?
- What?
- You!
- Why did they send you?
- Because.
- Aah! You're in debt too.
(Thudding, gasping)
- I don't like you.
- You ask a lot of questions.
And I don't like questions.
Joe asks questions, but he's allowed.
You're not!
(Crunching, yelling)
I don't want to be here! I wish I was at home watching TV.
I wish you were dead.
I want to make that happen.
But I can't because they don't want you dead.
And Joe doesn't want you dead.
And I don't want to get in trouble again!
So I can't make you dead.
But I can't make you cry.
And that is your choice!
Whether that is me
cutting out your tongue
with these scissors I found in the bathroom
Or you just stop
talking!
- I’ll stop talking.
- Stop talking!
- I'm really sorry.
What's happening?
What is happening?
What are you doing?
You should not be doing that!
The thing is not happening!
- Calm down.
I've got a plan. - You?
- We had a plan. We don't need another plan.
- The other plan was flawed.
And it wasn't really a plan.
- Yes it was.
We wait till tomorrow, then we leave.
- Not really a plan.
Yes it is!
- Well, this plan is better.
How?
How Better?
- Well,maybe not better, but more comprehensive.
I've struck a deal
- with who?
- Joni and Cora, who else!.
- A deal?
What deal?
You get a cheap case of wine if we don't kill them?
- We help you with your situation.
If you help us with ours.
- This evening is important to us.
- So have it outside, like I said.
- Please listen to her.
- You're not a criminal, are you!
No. Never said I was.
- Right!
So you wouldn't want to be unfair about things, would you?
- No. Not if I can help it.
- Right.
So we've come up with a plan that is fair.
Fair for all of us.
Fair for you.
Fair for us.
We helped you when you weren't well.
- Thank you.
- So we need you to help us now.
This is important.
Special. It needs to happen.
And with a few tweaks to the event, we can do that.
And then in return, will phone the police so they don't come looking for Carly.
And then you can
take our cars in the morning so you can head back to London undetected.
- And what! We let you have a load of people over for dinner in return?
- Not a load, two.
Two people.
- I don't know mate!
Sounds a bit mad to me.
- None of this is normal, mate.
But here we are.
They're offering us a solution.
It's not ideal, but it's the best that we can do.
- And what are we doing while they're having all the fun in here?
Sitting in a room, being quiet.
Well, that's not fair, is it?
- Come on. We can amuse ourselves.
- We've got all the channels.
- Superhero movies?
- Yes!
- Okay.
How long is this ‘Do’ meant to last?
- About three hours.
- All right.
And we can have some beers in the room?
- Yes. Yes.
- All right.
Great!
Let's call the police.
- And say what?
- How the fuck should I know? You’re the one who volunteered.
- Well, I'll do it.
I know the Desk Sergeant.
We do yoga together.
Oh. Hi, Barry.
It's Joni!
Yeah.
Oh, fine thanks.
You?
How are the kids?
Ten! No.
When did that happen?
Well, I never met the right guy, Barry.
Well you should have said! What a different world
This could have been.
No, I was joking, Barry!
Well, I was calling about that, umm
Robbery that happened in my earlier today.
No, I don't have any information
Sorry.
But Carly, Constable Wainwright,
she came by earlier asking if we'd seen anything.
No. We hadn't.
Sorry.
Oh, but she left her radio
and I was wondering if she might need it?
I can’t Barry.
We’re having our tasting tonight.
Yeah, you should come to one, you’d love it!
Yes. We have beer.
Just not on tap!.
So would it be
okay if I, um, came by in the morning to drop off that radio?
I'm coming into town anyway.
Great!
Oh, well, I must apologize for the way I might look in the morning.
These wine tastings are great fun, but the hangovers are urgh!
Oh. Thank you, Barry.
Yes. I'll see you in the morning.
- Wow. She's good!
You're good!
- Okay. That's done.
He believed you. He won't come looking.
- Oh, well, all I know is that Barry will be waiting for me
to hand in the redo in the morning.
- Woah!
Where do you think you're going? - To toilet.
- Just let her go mate.
- Go with her!
I'm really sorry.
- Don't.
Don't.
So what's your favorite one?
Don't say red.
Favorite ever.
I don't drink wine.
I have drunk wine, but I don't anymore.
Acid.
But I do have a favorite.
- Right.
- It's red.
Not just any red.
Obviously.
I don't remember what kind it was.
I just remember the taste.
You go on holiday much?
- Sometimes.
- I don’t!
Never left the country till I was 13.
France for school.
Saint- Malo. Shit myself on the ferry!
I don't like water.
Can't see the bottom.
Wine was everywhere when we got there.
People were drinking it or chucking it in the back of their cars.
Anyway.
They let us go off for a wander.
And most of them just wanted to go to the beach or to the shops.
But I saw this castle.
It wasn't very big, but
I'd never seen a proper castle before, so I wanted to go there.
Joe., thought he was in with these two girls.
Fucking big dick!
So we followed him to the beach.
Stuck up pair!
They did not want us there.
He's such a player.
I got bored.
I hate sand, so I wandered off.
On my way off the beach, I nicked a bottle of wine
that's poking out of someone's bag.
I went to this castle.
It wasn't like the ones you see in schoolbooks.
It was more like the ones you see in ‘Chitty Bang Bang’, you know, pointy top.
I do not know how long I stood there,
but I drank the whole bottle of wine.
Made me gag at first.
But the more I drunk,
the easier it went down.
I still remember the taste.
It was like beef crisps.
But better!
Then someone grabbed me.
Got in my face. So I punched them.
Turns out it was a teacher.
They were looking for me because it got dark.
Got sent home on the early ferry.
Suspended for a bit after that.
They didn't kick up too much of a fuss though!
My mum said they were negligent of their duties.
Letting a 13 year old girl find booze.
Overreaction, if you ask me.
Joe told me on the way home, he saw some girl
sucking off some kid on the top deck of the ferry.
Did they get suspended?
Course not!
Blowjobs are okay!
- You Okay?
Right. We should make these calls.
- You do five. I'll do five.
- Yeah.
(Phone ringing)
Hi, Ben.
Is Cora from Goldspur.
Afraid we're going to have to cancel this evening?
- I know we're so disappointed.
But it can’t be helped.
We had power cut. The freezer and two of the fridges went last night.
- Yeah, it's ruined and is such a shame.
Joni worked so hard on it all.
- I’d got these amazing prawns from
Mr Hollanster, straight off the boat.
- I could have eaten all then and there, beautiful!
- And my marinate I can't believe how good it tasted.
- It’s all ruined.
Ruined!
- We’ll do another one as soon as.
No, no, no, no need to rebook.
No, no need to rebook.
- Thanks, Mike.
We'll have to meet in the mermaid soon for a glass.
Okay Terry!
Have a good one..
- Right! Now for the two that are coming.
- Do you think they'll keep it to themselves that it's gone ahead?
- It's not going ahead!
We'll just tell them what we've told everybody else.
It's off.
- But there's enough food left for two if they fancy it, as special guests.
As long as they don't tell anyone.
- Yeah. Nice.
So tell them they're your besties.
Which is why it's just them.
But we are going to need a bad smell if the food's gone off.
Authenticity. Very important.
- Why would they invite anybody over if there's a smell of rotting shellfish?
- All right. Yeah. Good point.
So scrap the smell, and we've all cleaned up.
Everyone got that? Good,
- Right!
You take Eva, I'll do. Brandon.
- Oh yes!
- Really? Joni.
- Sorry.
I’ll phone Eva
Are you okay?
- Did you hear that?
- Have you tried some of these whiskys, mate?
- I don't like whisky.
Just beer. - Okay.
- Two the bottles rip off.
Wait to you see the price of the brandy!
- Cora. We can't do this.
- We have to. - Its not enough that we're collaborating with these people.
We're accomplices.
To murder!
- We made the deal after Carly.
- You think that's how they’ll see it?
Come on.
We’re bringing two innocent people into a potentially deadly situation.
- What choice have we got?
Do you want to throw away everything we've worked for?
Look, with this evening in our cut,
we can become all we want edit to be.
- We are we are what we always wanted to be.
- No. We can be better. The best.
- We can run.
They don't know this place.
We can find somewhere to hide.
Forget about the deal.
- Look at him.
You don't think he’ll tear
this whole place down looking for us!
Right now, I think they sort of trust us.
You know, if that changes, then...
We have to do this.
- Ellis might stop it.
- He might.
But you might help him.
He might get killed, too.
We are in control at the moment.
- Control, this is control?
- Yes. We're directing the evening.
We have them in a place of comfort.
If we keep them, then it will be okay.
I promise.
(Telephone Ringing)
(Phone rings)
Hello, Goldspur vineyard and hotel.
Oh. Hi, Brandon.
I was literally just about to call you.
Wow. That's quick.
Yeah, it's like a literal grapevine.
- He's made a joke about hearing it through the grapevine
being on a vineyard.
- I know.
- Well. yeah, you heard right.
But we managed to salvage enough for a small soiree.
Yeah. Enough for two people.
Oh yes, and Joni!
And one other.
It can be a surprise can't it.
No, no, no, it won't be Terry!
- You have a problem with Terry?
Can we put you down for tonight?
Yeah, 8 p.m..Great.
See you later.
Bye. Bye now.
Yeah. Bye.
Seems word has got out.
- Okay, My turn.
Oh, em!
Hi Eva, it's Joni
Oh so you’ve heard!
Yes. It's like an actual grapevine.
(Birds singing)
Keep listening for stuff.
Different sounds like.
Do you think they're in London too?
We just don't hear them over the cars and the sirens.
- Some. No doubt.
(Deep sigh)
- Do you think they’ll let us keep any of the jewelry when we get back.
- No!
- Shame.
- Why?
- Just wanted to buy some stuff.
- Like what?
- Castle.
- A castle?
How many jewels do you think we nicked?
- Just a small one! Somewhere cheap.
- Go on then. Why a Castle?
- I like them.
How do you get a castle now?
Who even owns a castle?
It's not like you get knights
or barons like you too, is it.
- Not in the same way. No.
- You used to be a castle by building one
or storming one and nicking it off whoever was there.
- Probably easier than dealing with developers
and estate agents nowadays.
- And we're always on hills aren’t they.
- Usually.
- It's hard to get in.
For the enemy, I mean!
- There’s a downside.
It's always an uphill walk back from the pub.
You can have your own pub on the inside, I suppose.
- Nah nah nah nah.
Just when it's quiet.
Just me.
On my hill.
And you, if you visited.
- Cheers.
- Do you think we’ll ever have any money?
- Mate, I am trying.
I know, I keep fucking it up!
It was already fucked mate..
I’m shit at business.
- We should get away.
Not Castle, since we've got no money.
But, just away.
Somewhere quiet.
Maybe Cornwall!
- I've never been.
No, nor me! seen on a the telly loads.
So...
They got loads of pubs.
Loads of castles.
Loads of space!
- Sounds nice.
(Crows Cawing)
What?
- It’s the...It’s the girls!
- No they're inside mate.
- Oh, I thought. - I know.
Mate, We've come this far.
Kind of got to trust them
if this is going to work.
- Yeah.
They're nice.
- Hi. We need to get ready.
And Brandon has cancelled.
He's going to the theatre in London.
(Mysterious music)
So, a lot of pressure on this Eva tonight, then.
- It looks fantastic.
So do you.
- Listen, Eva will be here in about 20 minutes.
So you two need to get settled in your room with your beers.
And we'll take it from here.
Ellis could you give me
a hand with something, please?
- Come and choose your food Scott.
Do you like broccoli?
- No!
- Okay, well, we’ve other stuff too.
- What am I doing?
- Brandon hasn't canceled because of theatre tickets.
The police have formed road blocks out of Rye.
Apparently, there's been no sightings of your car,
so they assume you're still in the area.
Shit!
- This doesn't change a thing.
They don't know you're here and your car is hidden.
Eva can still get here because she lives closer.
If they resume searching in the morning, it may be wiser to head out
while it's still dark.
- Don't tell Drayton.
It’ll only put him on edge.
- Why do you think we're out here.
Oh, shit!
She's early.
- Drayton come on! Come on man, lets go!
- We've forgot your whiskey. - It doesn't matter. Come on!
She’s here! Come on!
- Quickly!
- Bloody hell mate! What you playing at you big bastard!
You nearly spilled the beers.
Have some respect.
Cheers.
Good evening Cora.
Is it valet parking?
- Ah, Sorry, No.
- I'm joking.
I just didn't expect to be welcome for my car. That’s all.
How are you?
You look a little flustered.
Then I suppose you would be, given the circumstances.
- Well, it's been a tad hectic this afternoon.
- Bloody electricity.
Bring back windmills and water wheels, I say
we're living in the 1800s out here anyway, aren't we?
Well, shall we go in, or are we having the tasting on the driveway here?
- Sorry. No, of course.
Come in!
- Good evening Eva
Welcome.
- Wonderful. Straight to the booze.
- Oh, this is just the beginning.
It's a bit pared down. Of course.
These are our welcome bubbles.
Homegrown, as you know.
Oh, and then we have our aperitif, food and wine pairings in the restaurant
upstairs, finishing off with the cheese and wine course in the winery.
- Don't let me stop you, Joni. Pour away.
Make me welcome!
Thank you. Cheers.
- Oh bugger, I forgot the canapés!
- Come on up Eva.
So, how have you been?
I saw your painting on the wall at the café at the CLF.
- Yes, it's there it will probably stay.
No doubt.
- I think it's really good.
- Meh! But is it good enough?
Oh, I don't really care.
It's just a hobby.
If I do manage to sell any of my paintings
I'd probably give the money to a local theatre company or something.
It's just one big vanity project.
I just want to be loved.
- You are Eva!
- I'm joking. I couldn't give a shit.
But I do like theatre.
Their costumes are starting to look like genuine street urchin rags.
Which is fine if you're doing Oliver, again!
But they're Glengarry Glen Ross.
Looked like the local tramps were staging a well worded sit in.
So, am I on my own tonight?
- Oh, I'm afraid so.
- Brandon was due to come, but he had to cancel.
- Oh, good!
Dreadful man. Far too much hair.
He’s like a chinchilla without the charm.
So it really is just me tonight then.
Aren’t I the lucky one!
Wonderful!
- Yes, well, you were top of our list.
And when we realized we had enough food salvaged for a small affair, we,
of course, called you.
- Never use the word salvage when talking about food.
Mmm, talking of which.
That is gorgeous!
- Roasted prosciutto on a creme fraiche bellini, with a sprig of basil.
- Bloody good start ladies!
Cheers!
(Sinister music)
(Fast paced breathing)
(Clanking)
Jesus Christ!
That is beautiful.
Is that from the new batch?
- Yes, It's what we want to concentrate on in the future.
High quality, low yield.
You know, really allowing the process to develop the wine organically
like they did in the beginning.
(TV noise)
- Every fucking time he falls for that.
He's a prick!
Honestly, it's not even your own brother!
God of mischief.
More like God of being a bloody bellend.
He deserves a knife in the gut.
- Is it profitable?
I mean, low yield, long process.
Sounds like short profits to me.
- Well, the price will reflect the effort.
- We will obviously continue selling a selection of wines,
but we intend to phase out some lines to make way for this one.
Cora!
I need to jog on to the winery to finish off the settings.
I'll see you down there.
- Okay, bye.
(Car bleeping)
I'm sorry
- So go on.
You were telling me about
how you're not going to run your business into the ground.
- Well, we strongly believe there's a client base out there
willing to indulge in a more sophisticated wine.
And now we're happy to pay for the privilege.
- All right mate.
It's just an opinion.
- Can you hear that? Pinging.
- You don't want to turn into wankers, do you?
I mean,
I like a nice, expensive wine as much as the next pretentious, arrogant,
middle class person but...
wine is the nectar of the many, not the few.
(Bleeping, gasping)
- I thought it was in my head.
- It’s the fucking car!
- I'll trying not to sound pretentious here,
but we like to think of ourselves as artists.
- You failed on the pretentious scale. But never mind.
Come on!
Picasso could knock out a portrait whenever he liked.
But he's a genius because of his cubism work.
You know, we can do the normal stuff, but we want to make our mark
by being out of the ordinary.
- Oh dear!
- You will know when you've drunk one of our’s.
and you won't just be saying, I like this, Pino.
You'll talk about it as if it's a good friend.
- Well, I like to make new friends.
(Action music)
- Step this way.
- Very good!
- And Joni will show you to your seat.
- Thank you. - I'll get the glasses.
- Oh, super.
- Please, I’ve got money!
It’s yours, just tell me where to send it!
- Ooooh
I'm getting raspberries in a suede shoe.
That's pure alchemy.
- Scott!
Scott!
Don’t kill him! What ever he does, we can’t kill him!
- Just let me go, please.
I've got £40,000
It's yours.
Please!
- I’m looking forward to this.
No, that's not really me.
- Look! I’ve got the diamonds.
Wait! I can get more.
I can move them easy too.
I've got a big Jamacian!
- Be quiet!
(Loud cry)
(Gasping)
(Thudding, yelling)
- Stop!
- What was that?
- What?
- That noise.
Like a scream.
- Oh, it's most like the foxes.
They make a terrible racket.
- That was not a fox.
- A deer?
Well, the badgers are out, they make a nasty nip if something gets in their way.
- Don't be ridiculous.
I heard it before, and I thought it was the wind.
It's a person!
Do you have any field workers on site?
- No we gave them the weekend off.
- Maybe it's kids.
Trespassing little idiots!
We had a gang of them fall down a mine up on the cliffs the other week.
One of them broke his leg on a mine.
We really should tell the police.
- No, no, no, that's not necessary.
- But it's that damaging your vines Cora
you need it to stop, don’t be so foolish!
- Where are you going?
- I'm going to find out what's happening.
If I'm investing in this place,
I want to make sure it's all working properly.
- You're investing! She's investing!
- Not if you're allowing young larakins
to come and have sordid sex raves on your grapes.
- Oh, we've never had any sex raves.
Not to my knowledge, anyway?
- Goodness gracious!
What on earth have you been up to?
Is he a friend of yours?
- Yes. - No.
No he isn't. We barely know him.
I'm sorry, Eva, I think we better deal with this ourselves.
You should go home.
- No one's going home.
I can't go home.
Ellis can't go home!
You did this!
You and your fucking deal!
- Let her go! - Shut up!
My head hurts, I can’t think!
I need quiet.
- I didn't do anything.
This is you.
All you.
Ellis was right.
You fuck everything up.
Can't be trusted.
- Shut up!
He didn't say that.
- Oh, where is it?
Where is Ellis? - It was an accident.
- Another one? Like Farrier’s and Carly?
- That was not my fault!
He did not say that! I did not...
Okay, I did wrong. I know!
It's my fault we're here.
but you're lying.
- Where is he?
Where’s your brother? - Shut up!
It was an accident!
- Stop!
(Yelling)
- What are you doing here?
- It only takes one of us to go to the police,
so I thought I'd keep Joni company.
- The police? - I presume that why she's gone.
(Yelling)
- You’ve got to help me!
- I'm not gonna hurt you!
- They can't be far now?
What with all the roadblocks up and everything.
Looking for you.
Well, I take it you are the robber from this afternoon?
- It was not a robbery.
I'm sure the police will take that into consideration.
- He tried to kill me! He's got them!
I can’t! He said you were dead!
- Where is he? - He's got them both!
I’m going to get help!
- If the police come, I'll kill us all.
Ask her!
I will! I’ll kill myself!
I mean,what's the fucking point in being here?
- Please don't let me stop you.
You are a horrible person!
- Not really, I just appreciate an easy solution.
Where's your partner?
Dead?
- It's that fucking bitch’s fault!
Her and her fucking wine night! Now Look!
- Aww, it clearly hasn't gone to plan.
And I was having such a lovely time.
What a shame!
You and your partner could have come and joined us.
Could have saved us on some of the shenanigans.
But then it is quite difficult, isn't it?
Maintaining a relationship in crime.
- He's not my partner.
He's my brother!
- Even more problematic.
- What are you even going on about. Shut up!
- So many say that the secret to successful crime is loyalty.
But I found in my experience, of which I have a little, that loyalty
has led me to putting more people in jail then probably deserved it.
Brothers won't testify against brothers.
Wives against husbands.
And so, in so many cases, I have no choice but to send them all away.
It's the ones
who turn on their cohorts that do the best.
Plea deals.
Short sentences.
No sentences.
- I am not going to jail.
- Well, I can help you with that.
- I don't want your help!
I don't want anybody's help!
- This situation you've got yourself into is out of control.
There's no way out. It's only going to get worse.
Or, you can do as I say and disappear.
- Disappear?
- Mm- hmm! No jail, no murder.
- How? - Well, I take it these two are already collaborating with you, Yes?
- Yeah, they did a sneaky fucking deal to save their place.
- What lengths they go to.
Well, whether they were coerced or not, Joni and Cora are implicated.
And it remains in their interest to be silent.
- What about you?
- Well, me? I’m the fly in the ointment.
A situation I’ve found myself in on numerous occasions.
I was never here!
The first time you will see me, will be at the police station.
Should you be captured.
- What? I've got no idea what you're going on about!
- I am your legal counsel.
You acquired my services.
Therefore my silence.
But for this to be invoked,
a small transaction is required.
Can you do that?
Just a pound will do.
- Wait, and then you can't say what happened here.
- Exactly.
- Hahaha
We've got a cash in the car.
- Perfect, come on!
- Have you ever been to Cornwall?
- Many times.
- Are there castles there?
- Yes, Lots!
- Scott!
(Stabbing, gasping)
(Flesh squelching)
- You’re alive! - Yeah!
I didn't mean it!
- I know mate, I know!
(Grunting)
- Can we go now?
- Yeah.
- To Cornwall
- For the castles!
(Last breath)
- Pure alchemy!
(Seagulls)
(Seagulls squawking)
- I want to say goodbye.
- He wasn't evil.
- I know.
I should have helped.
I didn't notice.
Not until...
- I know!
- Did she invest?
- Yes! - Good.
I'm glad.
And Lenny?
- Lenny!
He disappeared.
- Oh, he was dead.
I saw it.
I didn't say it in my testimony, but...
- He was nowhere to be seen.
- And the diamonds?
- He must have made a run for it.
- All right!
Let's go!
- Goodbye mate.
I hope it's quiet, Wherever you are!
- Happy?
- That’s not why I went.
You opened it!
- Seemed the right thing to do.
Time to move on!
(Sinister music)
(Violin music)
(Dramatic violin music continues)