Episode 1 Mayday

This programme contains some scenes of a sexual nature.

MUTED SHOUTS

GIRL WHIMPERS

SHE PANTS HEAVILY

SHE SHRIEKS AND YELLS

DOG BARKS IN BACKGROUND

BARKING CONTINUES

'The X-rays are clear. Thyroid function is good.'

Nothing's wrong with Duke, Mrs Spicer.

Then why is he so fat?

I think we have to consider lifestyle factors now.

No, look, we've been through this.

Duke gets a long walk, every evening, right through the woods.

-And who walks him?

-Malcolm. My husband.

-Every day?

-Yes! Two hours.

Wow. That just seems strange.

Why is a walk strange?

If Duke was walking for two hours every day,

he wouldn't be so overweight.

Why would my husband lie to me about walking the dog?

I have no idea, Mrs Spicer.

BUSY CHATTERING

PHONE RINGS

-Who is it?

-My sister.

Please. Just ask her out. I can't stand all this yearning.

You've got to put yourself on the other side, man.

No. Can't do that.

You've liked her for too long.

If you're not going to do anything about it, you should just move on.

-I have a plan.

-Really?

Does it involve coming in here every day

and watching her tuck into someone who's not you?

How long do those guys last with her?

With Caitlin? Days, man.

Exactly.

If I ask her out now, even if it works out, we're doomed to fail.

We're too young to make a relationship work.

You could just have fun.

This is important. I'm keeping my powder dry.

She goes out with the goofs, has her heart broken, blah, blah.

And then, when she's in her 20s, I'll ask her out.

And she'll realise Linus is the one.

And I'll marry her.

Mum, look, someone's dumped their bike.

They'll be back for it.

But they've just left it.

Leave it, come on.

Oi, psycho!

CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYS

We're not ready yet!

We're not ready yet!

MUSIC CONTINUES

This is useless.

-DOGS BARKS

-Duke...

I'm sorry, Duke, we're stuck.

CARNIVAL MUSIC RESUMES

Why has the parade started? The May Queen isn't here yet.

You can't start without the May Queen.

There, there, there. Look!

Where's Hattie?!

Where is she?

FAINT SCREAMS

Oh! Ugh!

Come on, Duke. Oh!

-SHE SIGHS

-Go on.

Oh!

In your basket.

Malcolm!

OPERA MUSIC PLAYS FAINTLY

Malcolm!

Malcolm!

OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES

-GAIL:

-'Malcolm!'

It's not thyroid.

It's lack of exercise. The dog is NOT getting walked.

So, what exactly do you do in the woods?

I'm walking the bloody dog!

No. No. Just look at him. The vet said you can't be.

The problem isn't exercise, Gail.

I could walk the dog to kingdom come.

It would still be fat because of all the crap you feed it.

I beg your pardon?

Same with those poor sodding sparrows you gave the Battenberg to.

Pink shit all over the car and six dead birds in the drive.

I DO NOT mistreat the dog.

No, you don't. You give him pate.

Tesco's Finest pate.

And then you wonder why his gut is dragging on the carpet.

By the way, he shat in the car, and I'm not bloody cleaning it up!

EVERETT GRUNTS

DOOR CLOSES

Why aren't you at work, Dad?

Too busy to be at work.

-Do you need help?

-Me? No.

-It looks heavy.

-I got it.

You'll do your back, old man.

Jesus.

What have you got in it?

It's just work stuff.

What kind of work stuff?

What you don't know won't hurt you.

Yeah, but what do you do?

You're either here all day playing Xbox or you disappear for days.

I pay the bills, yeah?

And how I do that is my business.

That's all you need to know.

I want to know what's in that bag.

Oh? OK.

You know what it is?

It's, erm...

It's none of your damn business.

I'm going for a record score.

I've got glucose tablets and a bottle to piss in.

You can watch me play if you like.

GUNFIRE ON TV

Get some! Get!

And how are you doing today?

'Did you get your birthday present?

'It was a real hassle getting it to you.'

Yeah, thanks.

'Let me know if you need anything else.'

-WOMAN SHOUTS OUTSIDE

-Hang on a minute, mate.

-WOMAN:

-'..contact us directly.

'You have to help me!

'Please!'

You know how important this is. Please think!

'You must have known. She was the May Queen!'

-SHE SCREAMS

-I told you to call the police!

Jesus Christ! You wouldn't let me, would you?

'You wouldn't let me call them! Oh, my God!'

-SHE SCREAMS

-Where's my baby?!

SHE SOBS HYSTERICALLY

Police. Police.

'Yeah, er, my daughter.

'She's been missing for six hours now, yeah.

'My name is Richard Sutton.

'Hattie, Hattie Sutton. Hattie.'

Why wasn't Dad at the parade?

He must've got stuck at work.

Did he catch a bad guy?

Yeah. Course.

'Charlotte!

'Come and wash your hands or there's no snacks!'

Charlotte!

-'What?'

-Hands!

'There's no soap.'

Yes, there is. I put one in yesterday.

'Well, I can't see it.'

See? Told you.

No-one likes a smarty-pants.

SHOWER RUNNING

-Come on.

-Alan, where have you been?

Get out!

You're scaring me, sweetheart.

-HE SHOUTS

-I said, get out!

Seth! Seth!

I've got to get back to the woods.

Listen! Come inside, yeah?

Have some food. Wash that shit off your face.

And take those flowers off your head!

The woods don't care about the way I look!

You've got to sleep in your flat or they'll take it away from you!

I worked hard to get you that flat. I made promises.

It's not safe there.

How can I look after you if you won't listen to me?

Seth!

That's a shame.

Your own brother.

THEY LAUGH

Yeah, well, it's none of your business.

There's someone at the door!

CHILD'S TOY SQUEAKS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Alan!

BABY GURGLES

Ooh, who's at the door, Monty, hmm?

'Don't play with it, eat it, please.'

-THEY LAUGH My boys!

-Hello, trouble.

-Ooh, look at that.

-Oh, he's lovely. Kettle on?

-I thought you'd forgotten about me.

-Never!

'Ooh, something's cooking.'

To think she used to throw pissheads in the back of the van.

-Language!

-What?

-Yeah, kids.

-How things change.

Bit soggier than I remember.

-Hey, that is muscle.

-It's his paperwork muscle.

Fat muscle!

So when are you coming back then?

Well, I'm a bit busy at the moment.

Seriously, you can't be wiping arses for the rest of your life.

Excuse me, look at my beautiful family. Aww!

-Why would I want to leave them?

-You'll always be one of us.

Nope. I am just a mum.

So, hand on heart, you're a civvy now?

Shouldn't you be somewhere?

Yeah, we should be going. See a woman about a stop out.

Who's missing?

Hattie Sutton, number 22.

She's still gone?

She was supposed to be May Queen, but she didn't turn up.

-She's probably just with her boyfriend.

-Yeah, same old, same old.

No. She's not that type.

She's... She's a little girl.

You know her well, do you?

Yeah. She baby-sits sometimes. The kids love her.

What, you reckon she's been snatched?

If I was her mum, I'd be very, very worried.

Right, we shan't muck about, then. Come on.

-Bet you'd love to come with us.

-Just...find her.

GUNFIRE ON TELEVISION

POLICE RADIO TALKBACK

DOORBELL CHIMES

Steve, this is not a good time.

-I've heard.

-Not now, Steve.

The past is the past.

That's not why I'm here. I want to help find Hattie.

Let him in.

POLICE CHATTER IN BACKGROUND

'There were a lot of strong feelings. Who was that?'

Bet you're happy to have an excuse to come back.

They seem to think that Hattie is in the house somewhere.

They keep looking up in the loft, like she'll suddenly pop up from behind the water tank.

How long has she been missing?

She left here at ten to go to the parade, but she never got there.

Jesus. That's nine hours.

I know, I know.

The police just want to know who she talked to online.

They can't get past MSN when they should be out there, bloody knocking on doors!

-So let's go, then.

-I can't. The police won't let me.

They're treating me like I'm a bloody suspect,

when they know I was with Jo all morning and there's 30 people

in the Wolf's Head can vouch for me.

Give me the nod and I'll round up an army for you.

We'll knock on every door and rattle every perv until we find her.

No stone unturned, Rich. I promise.

HE GRUNTS

What the hell's going on?

Nothing.

Has something happened on your shift?

I'm going to the pub.

But dinner will be ready in an hour.

Alan!

-Where do you think you're going?

-Taking him for a proper walk.

In the woods?

You'd better get a dustpan and brush.

Good boy.

Mum, my toy's broken.

Oh. Aww!

There, Mummy will fix it for you.

How's that? Better?

Oh! Stop pulling, Duke!

SHE SIGHS

Come here!

No, Duke, come here!

Duke!

-SHE SIGHS

-Duke, come back here!

Duke!

Duke, you naughty boy!

Duke, come here! Oh!

Duke, where...where are you going?

Oh!

What's this?

CHURCH BELL CHIMES

Linus. How are you?

Yeah, I'm good.

You know, Linus, you are my best customer,

and your tips are generous, so I am speaking from my heart

when I tell you this, huh? You eat here too much.

Your food's great. What can I do?

HE LAUGHS I know my food is good!

It's not healthy to eat here every night. Let me tell you something.

I spend two hours here every Sunday cleaning that bloody grease trap.

Please, huh? Think about what's happening to your inside.

You don't have to worry about me.

But somebody has to.

This way. Come on, lads.

Just straight up.

OPERA MUSIC PLAYS

You've been drinking.

Oh, yes.

Enjoy your walk?

Well, I know where you go.

And I saw what you built.

You'll have to demolish it first thing tomorrow.

Why?

You know why.

I'm sorry, Gail, I don't.

Why?

I ask you to walk the dog, and what do you do instead?

Bird-watching.

You selfish, selfish bastard!

You were the one who took my shed

so that you could have a pottery workshop!

My one piece of privacy, and you stole it so you that could build

ten stone mugs which no-one can even lift, let alone drink tea out of!

What do you need privacy for?

To think!

What about?

Everything.

You lied to me.

You let me believe you were walking the dog.

If Duke has a heart attack, it will be your fault.

You are insane, Gail.

I don't know if it's the HRT, but you've lost your mind.

Please don't piss in the bottle when you're done.

I will if I have to.

Hattie Sutton's gone missing.

Yeah, I know.

And?

Why aren't you out helping to look for her?

All the other dads have volunteered.

She's 14. It's spring.

It doesn't take a genius to put the hormones together

and work out what she's up to.

So why should I waste my evening with a bunch of slap-headed

local heroes just to stop a girl from getting nailed?

She's not like that.

Oh, really?

She didn't want to be May Queen.

She was fed up of being the local saint with her little halo on,

so if today's the day that she decided to escape from of all of that, then good for her.

I'm not going to be the one to drag her back.

When did you ever talk to her?

I look at people and I know how they're feeling.

Like you, right now.

You're thinking, if you go out searching,

throw down some action man moves,

then maybe the sulky twin will drop her grateful pants for you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

OPERA PLAYS

KNOCK ON DOOR

-SHE SHOUTS:

-You'll have to get the door!

I'm in no fit state to see visitors.

Malcolm.

My niece, Hattie Sutton, is missing,

and I'm organising a search.

If you don't want to be part of it

because of Carroll's Field, then I totally understand,

but no-one knows the woods like you.

You want to search the woods?

We're going to be knocking on doors, checking on outbuildings

and barns first.

But if we don't have any luck, we have to try the woods, and with

it being dark soon, I need someone who really knows the terrain.

No. I think it's best I don't get involved.

You're not going to help us?

You said you'd understand.

I didn't think you'd refuse.

Tell the family - I'm sorry. I'm sure she'll be fine.

Selfish git!

'Come on, lads. I don't think he gives a monkey's.'

You should have volunteered.

I'm half-way through my second bottle of wine, I'm tired

-and I don't want to go.

-You have to go.

Why don't YOU go? You're so fond of sniffing things out.

If you don't go, word will get around,

-and we'll look like we don't care.

-I don't care.

I know, but you don't have to broadcast it to

everyone in the Chamber of Commerce.

And God knows you need allies in the council,

-so put on your boots and find her.

-Fine. Fine. I'll go, all right?

I'll find the little bitch.

She's a child, Malcolm.

You have no idea.

'Hey Geoff! Leave those!'

I've done those already!

-Bed!

-I want to see.

There's nothing to see.

-But where is she?

-I don't know. Come on.

-Story time.

-I really want to see.

Let's have a story, naughty, naughty.

What if they don't find her?

They'll find her.

-Yeah, but what if they don't?

-They will.

Come on!

ALL: Hattie! Hattie!

ALL: Hattie! Hattie! Hattie!

Hattie!

He lives here! Where's Hattie Sutton, you perv?

We know you've got her!

We know you like looking at girls in the park!

-Where is she?

-This is not the way to do it...

-Where is she?!

-Steve!

-Shut up! Where is she? You tell me where she is! Where is she?

-Steve!

I've done nothing.

How do you live like this? It's a disgrace.

Come on, boys!

We're supposed to be a search party, not a lynch mob.

If you want people to help, you have to get them on your side.

I get a bit emotional because they're family.

This isn't about strength of feeling.

It's about assaulting people.

You can't hit people, Steve, it won't get you anywhere.

I'm not here to ponce about, mate.

It's a good thing that ordinary people

are prepared to go the extra mile,

do the right thing, cos the police obviously can't be bothered.

Are you talking to me?

Didn't see you there, mate.

My family knows Hattie. We care about her, too.

What makes us different is that we've done a day's work and

instead of going home and saying, that's me done, I'm knackered, we've

put our shoes straight back on and committed ourselves to finding her.

No clocking off for us. The shift ends when the job's done.

Thanks, mate.

Steven Docker, right?

Yeah?

Excuse me.

After we close the shop, we will help you find your niece, huh?

You're all right mate, nice one, cheers.

Large chicken pitta, extra chilli.

We're searching the woods next, it's gonna take hours.

No, no, no. No money.

I'll have a large Coke then, too, please, mate. Result!

Hattie!

There's a place where all the teenagers go called

the Magic Circle. Do you know it?

Never heard of it.

Really? You come here all the time.

I know where the badger setts are, and where to find the lesser

spotted woodpecker, but I don't spend my time looking for teenagers.

Jesus, I haven't been in these woods since I was a Cub Scout.

I was going for my map reading badge and something was following me.

-Yeah - the Scoutmaster.

-No. Something ancient.

It wasn't something I could see, I just felt it.

Balls.

I'm not the only one to have sensed it, you know.

Go and ask in the Wolf's Head.

Everyone in the Wolf's Head feels strange after six pints.

This path's blocked.

You're meant to know your way around here.

I normally come this way. I don't understand it.

We're not welcome. That's what it is.

-No, we just must have taken a wrong turn.

-We're lost!

Everything looks different in the dark.

Let's come back in the morning. Or look back in town?

No.

We're going to find the Magic Circle.

This way, lads. We've got to re-trace our steps.

FLOORBOARDS CREAK

FAINT BANGING

'Mum!'

'Mum!'

-What is it?

-Someone stole Mr Johnson!

Oh...he's just...probably in your bed or something.

He's not here!

I don't know. He's just slipped behind the bed.

Let's have a look for him in the morning. OK?

I'll pop you back into your bed when you're sleeping.

Well, now, that depends on how much you want.

But I'm not giving it away, you know, it's quality...

Come on! How much have you had out of me?

DOOR SLAMS

'What? Where are you going?'

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

OK.

You cold?

The police are acting like they think my dad's done something.

But I know he hasn't.

If someone you love goes and kills someone,

you'd know straight away, wouldn't you?

You can't hide something like that.

Yeah. You'd know if your dad was a killer.

He loves us.

Hattie more than me. So if he was

going to kill one of us, he wouldn't have picked her.

What makes you think she's dead?

I'm a twin.

I felt her leave me.

If someone really loves you, they never completely leave.

I still see my mum sometimes.

Usually, just as I'm about to do something wrong,

I'll catch a glimpse out of the corner of my eye.

I guess she's still worried about me.

But the thing is, I like seeing her, you know.

So, I have to be bad.

DOG PANTS

Hattie!

-I was wrong about you.

-Really? In what way?

Well, seeing you here,

looking for Hattie after she stopped you developing Carroll's Field...

You're not such a bastard after all.

Actually, I am a complete bastard.

An hour in these woods isn't going to change that.

This is it. It's the Magic Circle.

Look, there's a fire... It's still going.

Whoever was here is long gone.

Who'd be out here at this time of night?

Lots of people come up here.

PHONE RINGS

-Yes?

-I want the password to your computer.

-Whatever for?

-Because I want to see if there's

anything about Carroll's Field

or Hattie Sutton that might reflect badly on us.

Gail, take a pill and go to bed.

I'm not letting this go, it's important.

'Oh, I know you won't let go till you get what you want.'

That's right.

Goodbye, Gail.

Look.

No, don't touch it. We should take it to the police.

Give it here. Let me see.

Is it Hattie's?

I don't know. It could be.

It looks like it's from May Day.

It's a crown. It's a May Queen crown.

Lots of people were wearing flowers. Span out and keep looking.

I'll take this to Richard, he'll know.

Hattie!

Where have you been?

I'm sorry about before.

I need to talk to you.

My shift went bad.

What happened?

She was a drunk girl...

behind a pub...

..having it off with her boyfriend.

They had a row...

..and I found her half-way down the seafront...

..with no knickers, barely able to stand.

I went to try and help her...

..and she spat blood at me.

Her blood.

All over my face.

My skin. My eyes.

I found your shirt.

I saw the blood.

I dunno...

What have you done?

Nothing. What?

You were really angry when you went out last night. We'd been rowing...

I never take personal stuff to work, you know that.

Of course.

I need you on my side, Fi.

I'm always on your side.

It's just...a shift that went bad. That's all. Doesn't mean anything.

You go in tomorrow and you'll make a difference.

You know what I love about you?

You manage to see the good in everything.

Even me.

HE MOANS AND GROANS

HE CRIES OUT

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

All these police remind me of your mum's accident.

I looked out the window and saw my dad trying to calm your dad down...

..and he was making this awful noise I'd never heard before.

He sounded like an animal.

He howled.

I don't remember much.

I was asleep and, erm...I woke up because he was shouting.

I felt scared, so I called out for my mum.

Then nothing.

I don't remember anything except being wrapped in a blanket

and taken to your house.

I've got to go in now.

I've missed this.

Seth? Seth?

What have you done?

Seth!

You know what I've done.

I told you not to look in that bag!

Hattie!

Hattie!

Malcolm?

18 hours missing. She could still be out there.

There's something on your dad's computer he doesn't want me to see.

I want to know how mum died.

I don't talk about it. And you don't ask about it.

-Have you ever been buried alive?

-Are you keeping her in the woods?

You think everyone's guilty of something.

Yeah, it's PC Hill. I need assistance at the moon pond.

-Come here!

-Eh, eh, eh!

Did you find something?

Sometimes you can be wrong about people.

Look into the abyss,

and the abyss looks back at you.

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