The Longest Day Being Human

-Help with what?!

-I'm pregnant!

-We're kind of...

-An item!

That's amazing!

Somebody's going to get you.

Bang.

Well, good or bad, it's what happens next.

I am the beginning.

There will be more after me!

Do it!

ROARS

SCREAMING

This land is ours, and we have all the time in the world.

Aaarrrggghhh!

This programme contains some strong language

and some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting.

# Johnny, remember me...

# Well, it's hard to believe, I know

# But I hear her singing in the sighing of the wind

# Blowing in the treetops

# Way above me

# Johnny, remember me

# Yes, I'll always remember

# Till the day I die... #

Oh, God.

Georgio, how you doing, top gun?

Yeah, I know, mental in here. Look.

See that? Found it in the grounds.

He was having a piss in a bush and it throws itself at me.

Doo-twatting-lally. Won't even say its own name.

The law's going to take its photo,

put it on the news, see if anyone knows it.

And probably, they'll be wanting to interview me, and all.

Me on the telly!

That'll show my bastard brother-in-law.

Yeah, I've got a mate in imaging,

she owes me a favour, so she brought me in earlier.

I've still got some of that bloody jelly stuff.

Aw!

-You're holding it upside down.

-Oh.

Aww, that's so sweet.

-Still there.

-Yep. Still there.

-I thought I'd lost it.

-But you didn't.

Nina, you didn't, it's all right.

It's OK, it can survive a transformation. It...

I hate calling it "it". The baby, the baby can survive!

We're going to have to have a treat tonight.

Big tea, major pudding and, oh, just happy times.

Ooh, and Jenga!

I'll see you back at the house.

Pissing Jenga.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

George...

'Nina, it's him. I said it can't be him, but it's him, he's here...'

You're babbling. Slow down, breathe.

'It's definitely Herrick. He's here in the psych ward.'

What?

Look, it can't be, you've made a mistake.

There is no reflection! It's him!

This is the end. They take his photo,

they find out, they find out what he is.

This is the end.

Well, then we make a break for it. Now, just the two of us.

And go where? We will be hunted, every single one of us!

What are you doing? What are you doing?

I've no idea.

No, Nina, Nina, Nina, Nina... Oh, dear God.

MUFFLED CHATTER, TALK OVER RADIO

HERRICK WHISPERS TO HIMSELF

Mr Herrick? Do you know me?

OK, but I know you. My name's Nina.

Now, you want to get out of here, don't you?

I can help you.

I can help you get out of here, but you have to come now.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God...

-George.

Oh, my... What are you doing?

-Nina, did anyone see you?

-I don't think so, come on,

before they figure it out. Come on!

Doors opening.

What floor?

Penthouse suite(!) What do you think? The basement!

-We can get out that way. Just hurry!

-I'm trying.

Bloody move, you arseing lift!

Where are you taking me?

Just... It'll be all right, just trust us.

'Doors closing.'

'Doors opening.'

What the shite are you playing at, Brainiac?

-Do you know him?

-Me?

Know him? Of course.

George, I can't believe you didn't say...

-Who is he, then?

-This man?

This man here? LAUGHS

I will tell you exactly who this man is.

This man is my Uncle Billy.

'Doors closing.'

SCREAMING

You're going to be killed by a werewolf. A wolf-shaped bullet.

GUNSHOT

Mitchell?!

Yeah, coming.

Mitchell.

Yeah? What's up?

What's wrong?

Good job we've got plenty of rooms.

This will help with your dehydration.

You'll feel better.

Sip it very slowly.

He was in the acute unit.

The police were there, the bloody police!

They would have taken his photo and then... This isn't possible.

It can't be possible, but it's him.

It's definitely him.

Is it him, Mitchell?

Mitchell. Mitchell?

What are we going to do?

Stake him.

What did he say?

It is him, isn't it? I mean, I know it's him.

But it's not him, but it is him, isn't it?

It's him.

You're going to do it now? Mitchell, wait!

-Come here, you prick!

-Wait.

Mitchell, wait. Mitchell!

Mitchell, wait, no!

Help me!

Wait! George, please, do something! Just wait!

THEY ALL SHOUT

Come on!

-Get up! Get up!

-< Please, no!

MAN SCREAMS

Please, someone... George!

No! No!

Help me! Help me!

Don't!

DOORBELL RINGS

Shit, there's somebody at the door! What do they want?

Annie, would you mind?

Yes. No. I mean, I'll look, but..

Don't do anything.

Just stay where you are.

< Is it the Jehovah's?

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Shit! Shit it!

Barbara, yeah, I'm outside the house now.

I it the Jehovah's? I knew I shouldn't have been nice.

It's social services, it's got to be.

She looks knackered and she has terrible hair.

What? What? What? What? What? What? What?

What, what, what do they want?

At a wild guess, I'd say they'd like to know

how my Uncle Billy from Bristol came to be in a Barry psych ward.

Now, Mr Herrick, let's get you upstairs

and we can run you a nice warm bath.

What's happening? Why's he trying to hurt me?

HE MOUTHS I'm sorry, it won't happen again.

You promised me I'd be safe and he...

Who are you people?

I'll explain later, OK?

But right now, I need to get you upstairs. OK?

George, get the door, try and act normal.

-I think I'm going to be sick.

-Who's Uncle Billy?

We had to think of something.

There were police. They were going to take photos.

DOORBELL RINGS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Just look normal. Look normal! Be normal!

Sorry, I wasn't sure if the bell was working.

-The bell, is it not working?

-I don't know.

That is completely unacceptable.

Mitchell, this is...

This is Wendy, and Wendy is a community psychiatric nurse!

Isn't that something? Isn't that just...

I mean, "Wow," is all I can say. "Mega wow!"

Oh, the vista? I know. Oh, God!

Sometimes, we pretend to surf in front of it.

Don't we, Mitchell, don't we?

Yeah, sometimes we do.

It's the wind in your hair, the salt spray on your face,

and it's just you and the ocean.

Sometimes we have a barbie and beers on the beach. Crazy days, Wendy.

Crazy days and crazy, crazy nights... Tea?

Cocking hell.

Oh, it's my lunch. I wondered what had happened to it.

Oh, thanks, just what I need.

Spitting feathers, I am. Bloody druids.

Sorry?

Why I wasn't able to meet you at the hospital

and drive you home - it's the bloody druids.

Having one of their bonanzas. All of them, on the ley lines.

They're blocking off the road.

There are queues going right back. Everyone's effing and jeffing.

I'll take that for you, shall I?

I mean, they call themselves druids,

but I recognised quite a few faces from B&Q

so I asked them, "Where's my sodding kitchen units?"

Be with me Monday, apparently.

They've been saying that for two weeks. Bastards.

I hope a standing stone falls on them.

-Excuse me if I'm talking a lot - I had three Red Bulls in the car.

-Ah!

-PHONE BEEPS

-Anyhow...

won't take up too much of your time, I know it's getting late,

just got to dot the Is, cross the Ts.

Then, if anything goes wrong,

it won't be me doorstepped by the tabloids.

Little social services in-joke for you there -

never fails to crack me up.

You've got the details of your uncle's doctor,

his medication, his care pathway?

Yeah, I-I can't quite remember all of it.

No, don't worry, because it'll all be in here.

Once it plays ball. Just...work!

Oh, work. Work or I'll bitchslap you!

PHONE RINGS

Not again. It's, yes, my line manager. I'm sorry.

-No, it's... I'll...

-Barbara.

It's going to happen all over again.

It's not. We get rid of him.

We wait for her to do whatever she has to do

and then we get rid of him.

I don't understand - how is he here?

Here, in bloody Barry, in the hospital where we work, how?

I don't know. Stop asking me.

I ripped him to shreds. I killed him.

Let's keep our voices down, shall we?

I ripped his head off and you said...

you said that would be it, no-one survives werewolf attack.

It's the end, there is no coming back, so you tell me -

how has he survived?

I don't know! I don't have all the answers!

I just know that we need to get rid of him tonight.

But he doesn't know us. Not you! Of all people, he should know you.

And George and Nina.

He's supposed to hate werewolves but he was holding Nina's hand.

And what? What? You think he's all cured?

He's better now? He's bluffing! Why can't anyone see that?!

That noise that he made, that noise. He was so scared,

It was horrible, it was so...so human.

But he's not human. He's far from it.

Couldn't we just give him some clothes and some money

and drive him somewhere and just set him free?

Oh, yeah, that's brilliant! Why didn't I think of that?

Genius! Set him free?! For fuck's sake, Annie!

Don't talk to me like that!

Say something sensible, then! Jesus!

George, you understand, don't you?

You know there's only one way?

I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't...

Hey, hey, I'm not asking you to do anything. I'll do it.

But it has to be done. Agreed?

-WHISPERS:

-Yes.

-Yes.

-Right. It's decided.

-BUZZER RASPS

-Bloody hell, what's that?

It's the timer for the meringues.

I was going to make Eton mess to celebrate.

Celebrate? Celebrate what?

Me still being pregnant, if you're interested.

Of course I'm still interested.

Of course I'm... That's wonderful, Nina.

All done, phone call over.

So, let's make a start, then I can get out of your hair.

MAN SCREAMS

If you wouldn't mind. A new face, it might scare him.

SCREAMING CONTINUES

George, wait, I don't want anybody going up there!

You are making things worse. George, get him some clean clothes.

George, get the man out of the attic, I don't want anybody going up there.

What does it matter what room they're in?

-It just does.

-No, what matters is keeping him quiet,

answering her questions, looking like "appropriate carers",

and she goes, and we can... No, you. ...then you can do it.

And it's done.

-All right, Mr Herrick.

-There was nothing in the mirror!

You see, it was a trick mirror. A joke.

It wasn't very funny!

No, it was silly, we were silly. Weren't we, George?

Yes, very silly.

You see, the thing is, Mr Herrick, downstairs there's a lady

and she'd like to talk with you, see if you're happy.

I should tell her about him, the dark one, attacking me.

No. No, you see, you can't do that. Um...

You'd be taken away, there'd be police.

-And would you get in trouble?

-Yes, yes. A lot of trouble.

So, you want me to lie?

No, no. Not lie, exactly. Just not tell.

Can you do that for me? Hmm?

Please?

I'd like to get dressed now.

DOORBELL RINGS

Tena Lady moment!

DOORBELL RINGS

Shall I get that?

Can I help you?

-Is Mitchell here?

-< Mitchell!

Er, is that the Irishman?

Yes, yes, he's in. He's a bit busy at the moment but...

-You have to invite me in.

-No, don't invite her in.

Proper manners! Oh, my mother would have loved you! Come in.

< Shit! Mitchell!

Been camping?

Sorry, who are you?

Cara! Here you are.

The room's all ready for you, darling.

I need to talk to you.

Yeah, no worries, you just hang a left here, just head down there.

Mr Mitchell?

-Yeah?

-Is she all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. She's a hard-core raver.

Festival season.

She looks like she's just fallen off a park bench now,

but a hot shower and some beans on toast

and she's back to the building society in her navy suit.

Of course! Raving.

Well, I was young once, too.

Once.

Of course you were. Why don't you take a seat in here?

I'll be with you in a second.

-WHISPERS:

-Stay here.

Pleased to see me, then?

Nina, what if he says something? What if he tells?

Then we'll be in deep shit.

Hey, what is it?

Just now, in the kitchen, you agreed to murder.

It's not the same.

No thought, no question, just agreed.

I know this is really difficult for you to understand

because you weren't really there, but Herrick is dangerous.

He wasn't the one looking dangerous to me.

In seven months' time, we're going to have a baby.

I don't want our baby to have a father

who sticks his fingers in his ears...

I'm not listening to this.

...and agrees to murder, like it's nothing!

SIGHS

Ages it's taken me to find you. Tracked the dogs.

Knew you wouldn't be too far behind them.

What are you doing here?

Need your help. With Herrick.

Oh, great(!) You know about him?

Of course I bloody know! I brought him back!

He run off from me at the hospital. I need to find him.

You brought him back?

Oh, well, aren't you the clever girl(?)

He told me how to do it. He's our captain.

He'd always find a way, and he told me, and I done it to the letter,

but he don't know me, he don't know what he's for.

-Bullshit! He remembers!

-He doesn't!

I've bled myself near enough out over and over,

just so he can get a taste and realise, but he just screams.

You're the only one who can make him how he's supposed to be.

How did he come back?

What's it matter to you all of a sudden?

Cara, Cara, listen to me, I need to know, OK?

I really need to know because...

I've been told that I'm going to get got. All right?

I don't know when, but one full moon, a werewolf is going to kill me, Cara,

and I'm not willing to accept that...that...er...?

-Prophecy?

-Yeah. I won't have it.

I don't want to die, sweetheart, so you'll have to tell me.

I'll tell you, just as soon as you make my Herrick right.

Tit for tat, Mitchell. Tit for tat.

Hello?

Hello?

Can you hear me? Nina?

Mr Mitchell?

DOOR CREAKS AND CLOSES

Hello?

Mr Mitchell?

CROCKERY SHATTERS

Bollocks!

You help me with my darling, we'll tell you the secret.

And then me, you and Herrick,

we'll be unstoppable!

Wendy was calling you. She was going to come down here.

What? What does she want?

-Where are the others?

-She's up there on her own.

Don't leave this room.

I'm going nowhere, Big Bad John.

MITCHELL: Uncle Billy's welcome here. Whatever he needs is good with us.

-WENDY:

-That's so kind. Really generous.

MITCHELL: The poor guy's been through so much.

The least anyone can do is show a little compassion, you know?

How's he doing?

Much better, yeah, much, um... much calmer.

Mmm. So, I'll need to look round the house

and assess the suitability of the environment.

Again, that's just ticking boxes.

Yep. Er, cool, I'll leave you to it.

No, no, I've got some more questions, so if we all go,

then if any issues arise, we can chat through as a group.

You and your uncle must be very close for him to want to follow you.

-Is there no other family?

-No, no, just us.

It must have really upset him when you left Bristol.

-What brought you here?

-Work.

It's like that Tracey Thingy.

With the bed.

It's a contemplation room.

I tried that. Contemplation, meditation.

Ended up boring myself.

I was given the preliminary report from the hospital,

what your uncle said when he was found.

It's quite...distressing.

Oh?

He kept talking about a woman bleeding on him.

Trying to make him drink her blood.

I'm sorry, Nina, I mean, it's so ugly,

but there are people out there who prey on the vulnerable,

and if there's abuse, then we need to inform the police.

He hasn't said anything to you, has he?

No.

So where does that come from, then?

I don't know.

You have to wonder what kind of movies he's been watching.

Poor Billy.

Can I borrow your loo? I'm completely bursting.

Think you're a proper princess, you. Looking down your nose at me.

But I got something you daren't even dream of.

What's that?

A demon lover.

How did it happen?

You being made, I mean.

He came for me at night. After my shift.

I locked up and took the rubbish out the back, and there he was.

He smiled at me and took me in his arms.

He said I was his bride in glory.

And the world was all sparkles and gold.

Mm. A knee-trembler by the bins.

That's enough to put stars in any girl's eyes.

You wouldn't understand.

Oh, I dunno.

I think we've got quite a lot in common.

I, er, loved my fiance,

put my heart on a plate for him.

And he killed me.

Herrick didn't kill me. He chose me because I was special!

He made me part of the master race!

Everything I am is for him, and he loves me!

But he doesn't know you, does he? He doesn't know any of us.

So if he doesn't know you, doesn't remember,

then it's all over, isn't it?

What do you mean, he doesn't know you? He's up at that hospital.

No, he's upstairs. But we could help you, I could help you.

Cara, please, we all can help...

-WENDY:

-Barbara, can I call you back?

No, it's just I'm actually on the toilet,

doing an actual wee...

RAPID FOOTSTEPS What the hell is that?

Don't move. I'll deal with it.

NINA: George!

George!

George!

You!

Darling, we have to go now. This isn't the place for you.

Don't be scared. Not of me.

What you doing, darling? They're not fit to lick your boots!

I want her gone.

-The disgusting things she's done to me!

-Don't worry, don't worry.

I won't let her hurt you.

Cara, come on, let's go.

You have to remember now.

Tell 'em who we are.

Because you know me, really, don't you?

I'm your Cara, the chosen one.

Together, we are divinity.

That's it.

That's it. See?

Don't need your pity or your help.

I have my Captain. Don't I, my love?

You obscene bitch.

You filth.

I can smell your stink, and it turns my stomach.

I'm nothing without you.

Well, then.

You are nothing.

CARA SOBS

Don't you look ugly when you're crying?

Cara, come on.

Come on. Let's get you out of here.

Let's go. Let's have a little chat, yeah?

Come on, let's go.

-Cara, come on. Cara, Cara!

-Get off!

No!

Argh!

WENDY: Here you all are!

What's going on in here, then?

Are you smoking?

Fantastic! Oh, thank you, Jesus!

I'm supposed to be giving up, but...sod it!

Always keep one for emergency.

You must be Uncle Billy.

Hello.

Poor Cara, huh?

Having all that love thrown back in her face.

She killed...

and killed and killed. Don't waste your time on her.

You felt the same.

I saw the way you looked.

What did you want to talk to her about?

What was so important that made you look like that?

Mitchell?

-What do you want from me?

-Nothing.

Don't change the subject.

You want every little corner of me.

But I just don't want to give it.

Why are you being like this?

Oh, come on. Don't tell me you haven't noticed.

All the bright smiles and the chat.

It doesn't make up for what just isn't there.

No.

No, you came and got me, you saved me and you said that you loved me.

I was in love with the idea of being a hero,

a rescuer, your saviour.

That's what I was in love with. Not you.

It's for the best. One day, you'll realise.

SOBBING

ELECTRICITY FIZZES AND CRACKLES

And you walked all the way?

You must be very tired.

-Yeah. My...my feet hurt.

-They must do.

But you don't remember anything else, Mr Herrick? Nothing at all?

Just that I was walking and I was scared.

Really scared.

And then, er, Nina was there.

And how about here, Mr Herrick? Is this a good place for you to be?

Do you feel happy, safe here?

Of course.

I feel safe.

I'm not scared any more.

I'd like to stay here.

Just the...five of us.

Well, no, there'd be... there'd be four of you.

Is there another permanent resident here you haven't told me about?

No.

I meant you.

You're my friend.

Oh, that's so sweet!

Of course I'm your friend, but I live somewhere else.

Bless you, though. That's...

HE MOUTHS

That's...quite weird.

Er... Nina. Could we talk on our own for a bit?

Uh... Yeah, of course.

Come on, Uncle Billy.

Thank you for not saying anything.

I didn't want anyone to get into trouble.

You haven't done anything to me.

But your friend,

you want to watch him.

WENDY: There's no record of him.

Well, tha...

that's ridiculous.

CLACKING OF LAPTOP KEYS

This isn't right. This is not right.

There's something going on here.

I'm sorry, I need to make a phone call.

Yeah, well...so do I.

What's your manager's number?

I'm going to report you for negligence.

I haven't been negligent.

You arrive late,

bombed on bloody Red Bull, talking a load of inconsequential guff

about druids and kitchen units and now you accuse me of, what?

Fraudulently inventing a vulnerable relative

just to cover up the fact that you've deleted his records?

-- I didn't delete...

-Doorstepped by the tabloids

is going to seem like a walk in the park when I'm done with you!

What's your manager's number, Wendy?

I'm going to unleash a shit storm!

George?

It is George, isn't it?

Did I do something to you?

Some...

injustice, some injury?

Just stop it, all right?

Enough! You know.

You know.

-You remember.

-I don't.

I don't know even why I'm here.

All I remember is...snow.

And these women wiping their blood in my mouth.

Yeah, well.

What do you think of that?

You're a Jew?

But I'm not one of those sorts of people.

Anti-Semites. I'm not one of those.

WENDY: I've got 47 caseloads.

I'm not coping.

I don't sleep.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

That'll be her again.

Yep.

Day and night, she's always picking holes in everything I do.

She just doesn't let up.

You'd better talk to her.

SHE STOPS THE CALL

Wendy...

I'm going to do you a very big favour.

OK?

You write it up like nothing happened,

sign it off.

And we keep it between us.

Oh, thank you. Oh, thank you, thank you.

Oh, thank you so much.

Thank you.

WENDY SOBS

-That's really... Thanks.

-That's OK.

WENDY SOBS AND THANKS NINA

SHE SOBS

What was it that I did to you?

It's complicated.

-And did you do something to me?

-Yeah, you could say that.

I apologise.

Whatever it was, it must have been pretty serious.

You don't seem the type to be violent.

And you're going to be a father too?

How do you know?

I heard Nina say. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been listening.

But...new life? That's wonderful.

Frightening, but wonderful.

I don't know. I worry about it all the time.

-Is it the right time?

-It never is.

I wonder if I'm right, if I'm going to be a good father.

I don't know... I don't know anything, I don't know...

You'll be a good father.

You need to have more faith in yourself, George.

Well done.

I'm not proud of it.

It can't be helped.

You did what was necessary.

Wait.

I didn't agree.

Because, you know,

if we're really going to execute an amnesiac psychiatric patient

like we're the governor of shitting Texas, or something,

then we should all have a vote. And I didn't get my vote.

Nina, William Herrick has achieved something

that nobody else has managed to do in over two millennia.

He is a vampire at the very height of his power,

and every second, he grows stronger.

Now he can't hurt Annie. Not me, not now, things have changed.

What things?

Things. It's complicated.

Oh, it always is with you.

But here's something simple.

You, George and the baby?

Herrick will annihilate you.

Oh, you're doing this for us? How selfless(!)

Do you think I'm enjoying this?

I think there's a poison in you

which is nothing to do with being a vampire. So, yeah.

I think you do enjoy it.

Oh, my God!

It's you!

Of course, of course, it's going to be you.

-What's going to be me?

-Nina...

a little bullet.

I am going to make you so very happy.

-What the fuck does that mean?

-You'll see.

And I'm going to do what needs doing,

because I don't need your permission for anything.

It's coming.

No.

No.

What are you doing, George?

Are you really going to use that?

I don't think you have it in you.

You know it.

And I know it.

Your hand is shaking, George.

Your hand is shaking so hard.

Who do you think you are, huh?

Pointing the stick at me, you fucking dog! Get out of my way!

I said no!

Move.

I'm not letting you do it.

Oh, what do you even care? You killed him once already.

What do I care? I never wanted to be a killer

of anything or anybody, but I did it.

I know! I know, and you did it for me.

I did it for us. And I'm doing this for us.

Herrick is a vampire, but he doesn't know he's one.

He doesn't remember all the things he's done.

When he did remember, he was punished, but now he doesn't.

Now he's just ordinary.

He was never ordinary, never!

Listen to me, George. Listen to me really good.

I'm not doing this on a whim.

It's costing me.

-You have no idea what it's costing me.

-What are you talking about?

It doesn't matter.

If it's costing you so much, then don't do it.

I have to. I have to for you, for my friends, for the good of humanity.

-I'm not asking you to do anything.

-You are.

You are asking me to look away, and I can't look away any more,

because I have looked away. With you.

But that has to end now,

because I have to stop you, because you can't stop yourself.

All right.

All right, fine. Stop me, but not with him, he's not worth it.

-Just once he's gone...

-You're like a drug addict.

"One more hit and then I'll be done."

No. No. It's now.

You're making such a big mistake.

I'm going to be a father soon.

I have to teach my child the right way to live.

I have to teach my son or daughter about humanity.

And that someone is worthy of redemption,

no matter what they've done.

That someone can be forgiven their sins, no matter how unforgivable.

That is the ultimate test.

You really intrigue me, little lady.

You're the best friend I've ever had...

...and probably...ever will have.

But I will turn my back on you.

I will wipe you from my memory and I will never mention your name again.

I will never tell my son or daughter that I had a friend called Mitchell.

It will be...

as if we'd never met.

That's it.

Now, you make your choice.

She couldn't see you! I can see you.

Those others, they can see you.

But that idiot woman, she couldn't.

-Why?

-She's not an idiot.

-She was nice.

-Nice?

Who wants to be nice?

-I do.

-Why?

I mean, nice isn't really working for you, is it?

You don't really fit in.

Nobody really listens.

You're a bit...

...peripheral.

Like a regimental mascot.

I fit in just fine.

And you are going to have to work a lot harder than that to get to me.

Just tell me how you do it.

-Guess.

-Give me a clue, little lady.

Chuck me a bone.

What are you?

What am I?

Onto you...is what I am.

I'm onto you...little man.

Before you say anything, I haven't come in here to do the whole crying thing.

And I'd rather not talk to you at all,

because you have been a five-star dickhead tonight, but you...

What's happened to your face?

George hit me.

Good. Good for George. Saves me the job.

It was like being kicked by a bastard horse! And get this, right,

he says, if I stake Herrick, he won't be my friend any more.

Why is he allowed to forget, and I can't? Huh?

Why him and not me?

I feel like I'm losing my mind, I'm so tired and I'm losing everything!

Yeah...yeah, it certainly looks like it.

I'll do it.

-Do what?

-Stake him.

That's what I came to tell you, that you were right about him.

He is still who he is. So I will do it.

You're not strong enough for him.

I think about what and who I love, and I think about them in danger,

and I could tear this bloody house down with my teeth!

You have no idea how strong I am.

So I will do it. Right in the heart, yeah?

Annie, you can't, no!

I don't want you to do it, I don't want you to go near him.

I don't want George and Nina to go near him either, just...

-I'll deal with it.

-He's evil!

I can manage him. I'll manage him.

We just... We have to make sure he doesn't feed.

Let me deal with it.

OK?

FLOORBOARD SQUEAKS

SQUEAKING

Let go of my hand.

I said some things that I didn't mean.

Then why the hell would you say them?

Because...

You and me...

...it's for eternity.

Really for ever.

I was running scared - a typical, useless man.

I don't want to live without you.

I can't live without you.

I can't.

I can't.

You're looking better.

I've found something.

I think you should see it.

MUSIC: "Dirge" by Death In Vegas

HERRICK: They were butchered.

It's like some sort of macabre diary.

Who would do such a thing?

We had to leave.

We ran.

He didn't want anyone coming up here.

-It's not proof. It's not proof.

-Well, no, no.

But we must be careful, very careful.

The others, they don't see what sort of man he is.

But you and I,

we see.

We must keep this to ourselves.

Our secret.

For now.

Are you all right?

I just... I'm fine, I just feel... I feel sick.

-Nina...

-I just feel sick, I'm fine...

MITCHELL: George!

George?

Nina!

SHE VOMITS

-NINA:

-I'm sorry.

-ANNIE:

-Don't be sorry.

She's just a bit nauseous. George...

All right, all right...

George...

I choose you.

Where did you go?

Um, I... I needed some air.

You know what it is, don't you?

-It's morning sickness.

-Yeah.

Come on, baby.

Aw.

OK.

If this amnesia was a bluff, even you would be cracking by now.

So let's take it from the top.

William Herrick.

Born 1843, made vampire in 1890.

You survived a werewolf attack.

If you don't mind me saying so, old son,

I think you're a bit touched with the simple stick.

You survived it and you found a way back.

Which means you've got something I want.

And if I have to dig that secret out of your skull with my nails, I'll do it.

I'm going to make you tell me everything.

PHONE RINGS

'This is the anonymous hotline for the Box Tunnel incident room.

'Please leave your message after the tone.'

BEEP

-NINA:

-'You need to come to Barry.

'You need to talk to a man called John Mitchell.

BEEPING

It's going to be the most beautiful day.

It's not exactly the ideal baby-raising environment.

I'm dead. That's my funeral, and I'm a ghost.

-Are you John Mitchell?

-Yeah.

DC Reid from CID.

Who do you think would give them Mitchell's name?

-HERRICK:

-If you choose an heir, they inherit all your secrets.

-If something happens to you...

-They can bring you back.