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(PROJECTOR CHATTERING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC) (STEADY BEEPING)
(FOOTSTEPS CRUNCHING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(TIRE EXPLODING) (DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
MAN: That's what one gets, right?
I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean.
Question is, are you gonna help us?
Like you helped me over there?
You like it when uggs do things for you, eh?
I'll tell you what, you help us,
and I'll throw in a decent plate of food
and a bed for the night.
What do you say?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Oh, this is Mary,
who makes sure things happen around here
the way they should.
Afternoon, Dad, you look tired.
Got to get some rest, right?
But not before you've introduced me to him.
I'm Paul Mullan.
And I'm Lindsey.
Let's do this, Johnny.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
MARY: Paul?
Johnny.
Thank you, Mary.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(PAUL SIGHS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
LINDSEY: Paul, do you know where you're going?
PAUL: I'm sorry, I missed that.
LINDSEY: I just asked where you were headed?
I have no idea. That's interesting.
If you don't know where you're headed,
at least tell us where you're coming from.
I come from Pretoria.
And have you had enough of Pretoria?
Yes, I have.
And what did... Lindsey,
I think our guest knows that the less he says now,
the less he'll regret it later.
So do you live from one suitcase?
I also have a backpack.
Suitcase and backpack then.
How quickly you forget, Michelle.
You also arrived here with only one suitcase,
and look at your wardrobe now.
So, Paul,
seeing as you're undecided where you're going,
you can't be too anxious to get there.
No, I'm not.
Well, do you drive? Yeah.
Do you have a license? Yes.
Well, then, maybe we can do each other a favor.
You see, I'm looking for a new chauffeur.
JOHNNY: What?
Oh, it's not hard work,
we don't go out all that much often.
And you would be paid.
That's not what this is about.
Well, you've gotta do something to earn some cash.
Unless you're richer than you look.
And settling down for a while might be a good thing,
I mean this is as good a place as any.
Bernard, we know nothing about him.
Sorry, we just don't know you.
Thank you for your concern, Johnny.
But we also knew nothing about you when you started here.
Now, Mary needs some help in the kitchen
and around the house,
so from now on, you will be her assistant.
Is that clear?
Good.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Come in.
MARY: Do you have a good pair of black shoes
or must we buy you some?
I have a pair. That's good,
as we don't know how long you will be staying.
You know, Mary, you're taking a,
a big chance, inviting a stranger like me into your house.
Mr Bernard has good instincts.
He believes in taking chances,
but somebody has been taking too many.
Johnny?
Somebody has been paying too much attention
to somebody else.
You must make your bed yourself, I'm not a maid.
Night then. Goodnight.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Come here.
What does one say?
I suppose one says, please?
Well if one knows what to say, then say it.
Please.
(EXHALES)
You've been a very, very bad boy
down there in front of all those people.
I'm not convinced you're sorry enough.
I am sorry.
Will Bad Bernard do it again?
No, Bad Bernard won't.
Unfortunately, we both know that Bad Bernard
is only capable of being bad.
Mm-hmm?
Ah.
(BOTH GIGGLE)
Ah, God, you're so beautiful.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(RAIN PATTERING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC) (HEAVY BREATHING)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Come in.
(VIGOROUS KNOCKING)
Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Good morning.
Here you go,
if you don't lose them in this pigsty.
Yes, put them over there.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So,
all this quiet must seem strange after Pretoria.
I left Pretoria a few weeks ago.
I don't miss the hustle and the bustle.
Well, I miss Cape Town.
That's where we lived until about a year ago.
I assumed you'd been down here your whole life.
No, no, only after my dad decided
it was time for some downsizing.
Downsizing?
What, so he's not a farmer?
No, no, anything but.
He, he has people who do things for him, everything.
What exactly is it that your father does?
Now there's a good question.
He, um,
he's a middleman.
Someone wants to buy something,
someone wants to sell something, he brings them together.
And now you know as much as I do.
I don't ask anymore.
I ask too many questions.
Bad habit.
I used to be a cop.
Oh, really?
Why did you leave?
Sorry.
Do you have anyone special in your life?
No, and I'm not ready to be someone's
farmer wife quite yet,
but, you know, any guy after my dad,
big shoes to fill.
You don't need to bring those through.
Just put them down.
Can we talk?
You can talk.
I don't know what you want me to say.
Listen, my friend, it wasn't my intention
to take your job and chances are,
I'm probably not going to be here for very long.
How's that, my friend?
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
I'm here because I'm curious.
I'm trying out the old man, not the other way around.
If this place doesn't work out for me, I fuck off.
That's how it works.
And that's your life philosophy?
What do you want me to do with it?
You can do with it whatever you want.
Can I give you some free advice?
Be careful around Michelle.
I'm not interested. Is it?
Some women are just trouble, no matter who you are.
You think you're in charge, and then um...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(JAZZ PIANO MUSIC)
It's rather a humble set-up
but it has its share of surprises.
The town or this place?
This place, where you can get anything under the sun.
Why don't you just tell him, Bernard?
Then he'll also know what you're on about.
BERNARD: This is where the two of us met.
As a waitress?
BERNARD: She certainly wasn't the manager.
I didn't stay long enough to become the manager.
Ah, waiter!
Pour that wine, my good man, pour that wine.
I trust you enjoyed your meal, Mrs. Russell?
She's not my wife.
Oh, I apologize, can I offer you guys some desserts?
BERNARD: And I never eat your dessert,
which tastes like plastic.
Here we are, sir. You're welcome.
You know, Paul, people have wondered
if there will ever be another Mrs. Russell.
As if I'd be so silly as to take another wife.
Why is that so silly, Bernard?
You know, why make a fuss of taking something
which you already have,
and be forced to give up something else in the process?
What would you be giving away, Bernard?
Money?
I suppose so.
It's always about money, isn't it?
Paul,
this is the exact same place where Bernard and I met,
this very same table.
Really? Hmm.
Well, listen... He and his wife,
yes, he wasn't alone, she was with him.
I was wondering, who could this impressive man
and the attractive woman be?
And then someone told me it's Bernard Russell.
I'm at their table,
and I better make sure I give them good service.
Michelle, I don't think our chauffeur
needs to hear all these gory details.
They were dressed better than the other people,
conspicuously so.
Of course, then Bernard wasn't in his wheelchair yet.
You know what struck me?
People told me he was Bernard Russell.
Nobody bothered to tell me her name.
Later I found out that no one knew.
She was only Mrs. Russell, who lived on that farm,
and she didn't have much to say for herself.
Well, I mean, living on a farm like that,
there's no reason to leave.
No, they said that Bernard Russell
had bought ground here just to come and play.
That he had much more important
things to do in Cape Town,
things we simpletons just wouldn't understand.
BERNARD: My business affairs are of no concern to anyone.
MICHELLE: Oh, absolutely not,
but people can be so curious.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Are you afraid someone's watching us?
There's no harm in talking, is there?
No, no, I'm just wondering
if your father's gonna be needing me any time soon.
No, no, I'm sure he would have said.
Besides, he usually rests in the afternoon.
Just don't know if he gets any rest while she's there.
You really don't like Michelle, do you?
I, um...
No, it's just...
Well, I uh, might have felt the same way about any other...
Potentially slutty, older, evil stepmother.
No, there is absolutely no talk
of me getting a stepmother quite yet.
Oh, it's just my dad, he uh...
Well, you know what men are like.
Any woman who knows what she's doing
can make a man act like a pet monkey.
(BOTH LAUGH)
And, my dad, he uh,
He's not as hard as you might think.
You really have absolutely no idea
what your father does for a living, do you?
No, just uh, just what I told you, middleman.
Michelle might know a bit more,
but she would have asked by now, so,
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
I thought that you said that your father
was resting in today?
Yes, he is, it's just um,
one of his acquaintances.
I'm just gonna go see if they need anything,
Mary can be a bit stuck-up sometimes.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Are you having a drink with me?
The important people are up there,
talking about important stuff.
No, thanks.
How can one live in the Boland and not partake?
Was it because of alcohol that you left the Police Service?
How would you know I was in the service?
Did Lindsey tell you?
Nobody needed to tell me, I knew soon enough.
A lot of policemen had their hands on your thigh?
Many cops,
have copped a feel. Hmm.
Eyes and ears everywhere, hey?
But it's okay, I'll let you go,
for now.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
The stars are really out tonight, aren't they?
Times like this I don't really miss the city.
You know, nothing else can make you feel so small,
and show you how little one can plan.
Things happen whether you plan them or not, right?
What's that saying?
Man makes plans and uh, God laughs?
Something like that.
Yeah, I sometimes wonder about that.
Has anyone told you about my mom?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
No.
Well, we don't have any secrets here, so,
it happened about um, four months ago,
a month before my dad's accident on the stairs.
So many things have happened since we've moved here.
She was never diagnosed as suffering from depression.
She wouldn't admit it.
My dad, he also never really talked in that direction,
until the afternoon in his study.
He uh,
he always kept a pistol in one of his drawers.
Still does.
I mean, how can you keep a pistol in the house
if someone suffers from depression?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) But we did and...
You must be wondering why is this girl telling you a story?
Everyone's story.
And it,
doesn't help that I keep thinking about it anyway.
(TUMBLER CLICKS)
(WHISPERS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
MICHELLE: Sleep.
(GUN FIRING)
(BIRD CHIRPING)
Sorry to keep you waiting, man of mystery.
It's okay, Johnny, it's expected.
MICHELLE: Morning, Paul.
Michelle.
Mary?
Mr. Bernard has a migraine.
Don't worry, I've already given him something,
but I suppose he'll stay in bed this morning,
all morning, if I'm not mistaken.
MARY: Right, Miss.
Well, if the boss won't be needing me,
after breakfast I think I'll go for a little walk.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
♪ Take flight in the dead of the night ♪
♪ Only shakes me awake
♪ A caller on the darkest day
♪ In the smoke you weren't afraid ♪
♪ Hold me when I pray
♪ Don't look away
♪ In the smoke you weren't afraid ♪
♪ Hold me when I pray
♪ Don't look away
♪ Take flight in the dead of the night ♪
♪ Only shadows lay awake
♪ And I called on the darkest day ♪
♪ You swore that you weren't afraid ♪
♪ Throw me to the ocean
♪ Hold me to the bay
♪ Oh and touched me on a dark night ♪
♪ Kissed me in the rain
I know I'm supposed to feel cheap,
because I don't know you,
but I don't.
How did you end up here?
Sometimes it's better not to know too much.
I know that Bernard's got a lot of money.
(MICHELLE SCOFFS)
You sound like a judgmental twat.
(PAUL LAUGHS)
You don't understand.
Someone in my position has a short shelf life.
The wheelchair helps a bit, so he won't just stroll,
but that's how I would have reasoned
before I discovered that I actually
quite like him, sometimes.
You don't love him.
Not the way I'm meant to.
So, what is your full name?
What is this,
an interrogation? Uhn-uh.
Michelle
Beth Carlson.
Satisfied? Mmm.
I wish this moment could last.
But, it's always the wrong ones that do.
What do you wish for?
To find a new beginning,
a new start for me.
What are you trying to get away from so badly?
Is it really that obvious?
It's that obvious, you haven't even started to unpack.
I haven't unpacked for six months.
Running away?
From what?
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
PAUL: His name was Mike, my partner.
We'd been looking for this drug dealer for weeks.
(THUNDER CRACKS AND ECHOES)
(RAIN PATTERING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I don't know what was going on with me that night.
Maybe it was the place.
You know, some places are just, they're just,
they're evil.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(THUNDER ECHOING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Be quiet! Shut up!
Shut up, drop that fucking gun!
Shoot him! Let him go!
Drop your fucking gun!
(GUN FIRING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
(PAUL GROANS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
It was my fault.
No, it wasn't.
You can't blame yourself.
What's the point of being a cop
if you can't even pull a weapon?
Hey.
You can't keep running away forever.
I know.
Hey.
Unless you've got a lot of money.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WATER SPRINKLERS HISSING)
(PHONE RINGING)
Paul Mullan, I don't believe it.
Hi, Sandra.
I'm,
I'm in the Boland.
SANDRA: What are you doing there?
Yeah, I've started asking myself the same question.
So you're not calling to say
you're coming back to me and the Service?
Listen, somebody is trying to find out more about me
than what they need to know.
Could you, do a data check for me?
Sure, what's his name? A John Phillip Dunne,
Phillip with two Is, D-U double N E.
Nope, nothing,
which means either he's clean or we haven't caught him yet.
Okay.
Listen, thanks for your trouble.
Oh, wait,
can I ask you one more favor?
One more person.
This is really better
than anything Mary has ever cooked up, if I wasn't...
MICHELLE: I thought I heard you come down.
It would take more than a migraine
to keep me out of circulation.
I'll bring Mr. Bernard's food now.
Thank you, Mary.
So, what's been happening?
(HEAVY BREATHING)
I'm really glad you're feeling better, Dada,
but I'm gonna go into town.
Do you need anything?
As if they've got anything you don't already have.
I can drive. No, it's okay.
You're not my chauffeur.
He can take you, if you want.
No, it's fine.
MICHELLE: I'm also glad you're feeling better.
Are you now?
Of course.
SANDRA: Okay, now her I can help you with.
She's been a very busy girl, Michelle Beth Carlson.
Okay, there's a record for housebreaking,
drugs,
and then she was a suspect in a murder case
for a William Gomes.
He was her lover and her mentor,
a little bit older than her.
And he supported her
until the day he took a dive off a cliff.
They brought her in for questioning, but she had an alibi.
She was already with another man that night.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I worry about that girl.
I'm pretty sure she can take care of herself.
Some girls need looking after,
and her father is always busy.
Don't think I haven't noticed
the way you are around each other.
You know, you can notice anything you want,
if your imagination's strong enough.
I might not have cared.
It might be good for her, the attention,
if only I could be sure. Be sure about what?
That it's not all about the money for you as well.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
MICHELLE: Paul!
Michelle, what's going on?
Something terrible has happened, it's Lindsey.
It's my child, she's been taken.
What, Lindsey is taken? They just called, a man.
Said we'll find her car near the hotel,
the keys will be inside.
It'll cost a fortune to get her back.
How much?
3,2 million. 3,2 million?
Oh, fuck the money, I just want my child back.
We should phone the police. Fuck it, we won't.
JOHNNY: Did they say we shouldn't?
BERNARD: Any idiot knows you shouldn't!
Bernard... I'm not calling them.
We'll just,
we'll do what he says, what they say.
He talked about a we.
They're bluffing.
I know this because I used to be a cop.
Is there anybody here who didn't know that already?
They have no reason to harm your daughter.
What did they say about the handover?
Well, he said he'd call back.
I've got to think this through.
Fuck, he knows what I'm going to say.
Further instruction to follow, he said,
and Paul, you must take it.
Me?
How the fuck does he know about me?
They know about everyone.
And Michelle,
I'm sorry, but you have to go with him.
What?
They want you to carry the cash.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
What next?
So what is next, Johnny-boy?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
It's enough to drive you insane.
Come in, Mary, help yourself.
I've convinced her to have one of these every evening.
May I have one?
You know, Paul, strange that you come in here just be...
Woah, woah, woah, you and I meeting,
that was purely, purely coincidence.
No, no, that's not what I mean, I'm, I'm glad you're here.
It's just nice to have someone who's got the balls
to go out and do whatever it is they want us to do.
Johnny would have shat himself.
Yes, it's just a pity the idea
is not that Paul goes alone.
Sorry for bringing you in.
In for a penny, in for 3.2 million?
I need to ask you something, Bernard.
Go ahead.
Anything you want to say to me,
you can say in front of Michelle.
3.2 million, that's a very specific amount of money.
(SIGHS) Come with me.
Yesterday afternoon, I had a visitor.
Well, a colleague, call him that, Ernesto Rodrigo.
We've had some dealings.
Any of it legal? Some.
Mostly things people shouldn't know about.
This time I didn't think it'd be any different.
Here's the 3.2 million you keep going on about.
See, didn't kill you, now did it?
So how am I gonna explain this?
I don't care how you explain it, now bugger off.
Rodrigo was making it clear that it's him
and he wants it back.
Oh, I know it's him.
Tried to call him myself and then the fucker didn't answer.
So, I want you
to take this.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
No, thanks.
For fuck's sake, Paul,
I'm not asking you to kill the asshole,
I can have that done later.
What happens if it all goes wrong, and you're unarmed?
How are you going to protect the girls?
I'm asking you, Paul, please.
Take it.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(DISHES CLATTERING)
Johnny, please tend to Bernard.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
He's waiting for them to call.
Have you had any sleep?
Doesn't matter. Of course it matters.
You're not the only one who's afraid of weapons.
They scare me to death.
What are you talking about?
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(PHONE RINGING)
Yes?
You could have said no.
You didn't have to come with.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Well, you do realize how much money is on the back seat.
We have to do the right thing.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
It's gonna be okay.
Hello?
We brought the money.
Is that who we need?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(BEEPING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
It's a bomb, Michelle.
Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
Shh, shh, huh-uhn, huh-uhn, look at me, look at me.
Look at me, look at me.
Shh, you're okay.
You're okay, okay?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MAN SCREAMING) (LINDSEY WHIMPERING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
(LINDSEY WHIMPERING)
I'll get it stopped.
(ALARM CHIRPS)
(LINDSEY WHIMPERS) (PAUL GASPS)
You're okay, we're okay.
We're okay.
You're okay, you're okay.
Okay, okay.
You're okay, you're okay.
Ready? Okay.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(LINDSEY SCREAMS)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Bernard wants to see us all in the sitting room.
I presume you're sufficiently
pleased with yourself, Mr. Hero.
That's what you think this is about?
You don't have the guts.
Anyway, now you're his right hand,
the one that he wipes his ass with.
When was the last time someone gave you a fat lip?
I am so grateful to have all of us here,
especially you, my child.
My Dada.
Things could have turned out so differently,
were it not for you, Paul,
and you, Michelle.
First of all, let's put all this
unpleasantness behind us. Somebody died today.
He's not bothering anyone now.
Anyway, someone will come across that bastard's body
at some stage or another, who cares.
That's not how it works.
Anyway, now on to more pleasant things.
I have my child back, which is as it should be.
And I have you, Michelle.
Thank you, Michelle.
Thank you.
Michelle, Michelle, Michelle?
Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?
What?
I'm asking you to marry me, sweetheart.
I...
Yes!
JOHNNY: We must celebrate.
Let's get the champagne, I'll show you where it's kept.
JOHNNY: I know where it is.
Oh.
I um,
I feel...
Well, I don't know how I feel.
We should uh,
all go out tonight.
Celebrate, just the four of us?
We can do that right here.
No, Dada, please, not after news like this.
My treat.
I insist.
Then how can I say no to you?
Excuse me.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(PAUL CLEARS THROAT)
You're snooping on half the people there.
Sounds to me like you're ready to rejoin the force.
Ernesto Rodrigo...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Okay, do you want the good news or the bad news?
PAUL: The hell with you, Sandra,
it's always the good news and the bad news.
Okay, well, there's a lot on him.
He has not exactly been mummy's best boy,
but he's out of your reach, unfortunately.
PAUL: What do you mean?
Well, your friend Rodrigo got arrested.
PAUL: When, recently?
Very recently, as in yesterday evening.
PAUL: Yesterday evening?
He's in for money laundering
and money from organized crime,
and it looks like his bail hearing is tomorrow.
Paul, are you there?
Uh, yes, I'm still here.
I have to go, I'll call you back.
(PAUL CLEARS THROAT)
LINDSEY: Did I interrupt you?
No.
No, no, not at all.
I just uh, came to say
that Dad isn't really feeling too well.
Must be all of the excitement.
Should have seen it coming, another one of his migraines.
Daily.
Yes,
and I think I should also not go out tonight.
I think I should stay here with him,
but you and Michelle should still go.
No.
No, that's not a good idea.
Sure you can,
and Dad also thinks it's a good idea,
and I've already booked the table, half past seven.
Mary's also got the evening off,
so you and Michelle deserve a evening off-duty.
Please, just let me do that for you?
Well, what about you?
Are you gonna be okay?
I'm good, I'm home now, okay?
And that Rodrigo man won't be so stupid
as to try anything again.
PAUL: No.
Come on.
Say yes.
Yes.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
LINDSEY: Hi.
Hi, Lindsey, are you sure about this?
Yes, yes, please!
Go, enjoy yourselves, my dad and I need a bit of alone time.
And it gives you and Paul a chance to speak.
Well, we don't really
have much to say... Just get to know him.
Tell me what you think.
You've got plans.
Let's just say I hope he'll stay here for a while.
Would you do me a favor?
I wanna go attend to that dear old father of mine.
He will get out of bed and come sit down here with me,
but would you mind taking this to Mary,
just before she has to come pour one for herself?
MICHELLE: Of course.
(CLOCK TICKING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(MELANCHOLY JAZZ PIANO MUSIC)
So, what's bothering you?
Nothing.
Come on, spit it out.
There are two things that are bothering me.
The first thing is that the man that you shot this morning
was not Ernesto Rodrigo.
It was a helper, someone who was working with him.
I'm not so sure about that.
I don't think Ernesto Rodrigo had anything to do with it.
He was arrested the day before any of this went down,
I spoke to a colleague of mine.
Okay, maybe he set it all in motion
and then when he got arrested,
the helper continued with the plan.
That's possible.
So what's the other thing?
You said yes.
What else could I do?
PAUL: What is that supposed to mean?
You know how I feel.
No man can be that dense.
I also know how you feel about money.
Okay, look, if I had to choose yesterday,
I might have made the wrong choice,
like so often in the past.
We have to make a decision tonight.
We can't do it at the house.
I want it to be with you.
You sure about that?
I'm used to moving on, Michelle, I don't think you can.
Okay, it does scare me.
I had everything planned so well, but,
for a long time I was also used to moving on,
and now I want to do that with you.
(CLOCK TICKING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(MARY SCREAMS)
(BERNARD GROANS)
To us.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(BERNARD GROANING)
BERNARD: Lindsey!
Lindsey, you're still awake.
Of course I'm still awake, Michelle.
Paul, are you gonna have a nightcap with me?
No, thanks.
I've had enough to drink.
I'm gonna go up to bed.
No, no, no, no, no, please, I insist.
A drink with my savior?
Besides, I have something I wanna discuss with you.
Okay.
Night, Michelle.
It's best if you go up quietly and uh,
don't turn the lights on.
Good night.
Both of you. Thank you, for tonight.
Okay.
Things have changed since you got here, Paul.
And, I really feel like I've gotten to know you,
or maybe I just don't know enough men.
Well, that's a shame for all the young men in this area.
Well, that is the right answer,
but maybe the men around here
aren't exactly what I had in mind.
Bernard?
Some of my things aren't here, did you take them?
Bernard?
You know what I'm on about.
I'm not gonna hint anymore.
Don't do this.
You've only had eyes for her since the day you got here.
Well if you knew that, why?
Why are you doing this?
Well, maybe I uh,
have a head for business, like my dad,
or maybe I'm just being realistic.
One can't have everything, but you can have enough.
And you, Paul, must look out for you own interests.
Look, I'm gonna put this plainly.
I'm gonna inherit a lot of money,
probably sooner than you think.
I'm not making you a bad offer, Paul.
Lindsey, this is,
not what love is about.
It's exactly what love is about.
You either take what you want or you buy it.
You've inherited too many of your father's bad habits.
I may have, but be that as it may,
is that your final answer?
Yes. Hmph.
Bernard?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Now, that is the wrong answer.
(GLASS SHATTERING)
What the hell are you doing?
Michelle!
What the fuck is going on?
You took your time joining us.
Lindsey?
It's a long story, Paul, but we have time.
Mary won't be joining us this evening.
She's taken something a little bit stronger than brandy.
Michelle saw to that.
Do you know why you gave her
something to sleep, Michelle?
'Cause you wanted to steal this,
and that brings us to the person responsible
for all of us being here this evening.
BERNARD: Lindsey.
Your chance to speak is long gone.
My child... Don't you my child me!
You were supposed to bite the dust a long time ago, Dada,
that day when you took your little spill.
But, my child, why.
Why?
You know why.
Because of her.
Lindsey.
It's not too late to stop.
Lindsey, please.
I know what you've done to your dad,
but just let, let us go, whatever.
We won't say anything to anyone, I promise.
You were already planning to leave, Paul.
No, don't.
It was so much money.
Here's the 3.2 million you keep going on about.
You see, it didn't kill you, now did it?
Now bugger off.
There was a chance you'd see that
the bomb wasn't all that great, but,
obviously you weren't an explosions expert
while you were a policeman.
Do you know how easy it is to uh,
get a helper if you want to do anything vaguely criminal?
We live in a country
where you can hire anyone for anything.
I should really thank Johnny for that.
It was one of his old friends,
someone who knew enough about bombs to uh,
make it look real, set the scene.
And when the time was right, I could activate it myself.
You know, Paul, if you had uh,
cut that green wire instead of red,
then absolutely nothing would have happened.
You would have also made the right choice.
But uh, you were supposed to take the money that day,
and I would have escaped and come back here,
and that would have been the first of his punishments,
the fact that Michelle had run away with you,
all on her own.
The guy wasn't supposed to try and steal the bag.
And you weren't supposed to shoot him.
Now, Paul.
I have a little task for you.
What the fuck do you want with me?
You seem to be doing just fine on your own.
(CHUCKLES) No, sometimes you do need a helper,
like Johnny over here.
He's very loyal, if it's to me
or the money he'll be getting,
doesn't really matter, does it?
But here's what people will think happened.
You and Paul knew about the money
and you wanted to steal it,
and Johnny and I woke up from the noise,
but we were too late.
My dad tried to stop you, but, you shot him.
Here you go, Mr. Hero.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
That's debatable.
Take it.
Your story's not gonna wash, Lindsey.
If your dad was trying to stop us,
how are you gonna explain me shooting him with that gun?
You took it from him, that's all.
Now either you shoot him, or I shoot her.
Looks to me like you need a little bit of convincing, Paul.
(MICHELLE SOBS)
Lindsey, please.
Don't do this, you're gonna regret it.
No police psychology for me, thanks,
but let me make it easier for you, Paul.
Let me tell you what kind of man is lying there.
That day...
(SOMBER MUSIC)
So, now you know, Paul.
Do what you have to do.
One.
Two.
Paul, you need to stop me, remember?
I can't, I can't, I can't do it!
I can't do it, Michelle,
I can't do it.
(GUN FIRING) (MICHELLE SCREAMS)
Paul, no!
Obviously things aren't
working out the way they were supposed to,
but that's life.
Go.
Take the bag, go.
Your stuff's already packed.
And Paul, you should get that wound looked at.
The bullet is from this revolver,
it will be found in his hand.
Now, since you don't wanna see what happens next,
I suggest you leave.
But Lindsey... No.
Maybe it's best if I do it, for her.
I feel like I'm fucking dying.
We're going to get you to a doctor.
Paul!
Paul, look at me.
Look at me.
Oh, shit, ugh, ugh. Paul!
Look at me.
Breathe.
You're gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay.
Do you remember what you wished for?
What?
A fresh start.
This is it.
This is our new beginning.
As fugitives?
I love you.
(GUN FIRING)
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
(TRANQUIL MUSIC)