All language subtitles for Like minds AKA murderous intent (2006)

Come on!

Whooo!

Come on!

Come on!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Keep an eye on them.

[Boy] I cab't remember
when I first boticed the chabge.

It's not that I didb't see it coming.

I just didb't wabt to believe it.

l guess that's bot much of ab excuse,

but it's the truth.

You're an evil little fucker.

[Boy]
l guess it didn't look good.

But he had to die.

lt was a becessary means to an ebd.

All l cab tell you
is that the heavebs were falling.

Abd the soubd, it...

The soubd... it was incredible. It was...

lt was Iike the gods were rejoicibg

for what was done.

[Tires screeching]

Sorry, guys.

[Elevator bell dings]

Glad you could make t.

Mmm. Good things come to those who wait.

And "Hello" to you, too, Martin.

He's a 17-year-old smart-ass

little rich kid.

l'm under pressure to let him go

because the ev dence s circumstantial,

so l charged him.

l need you to find h m culpable.

Anything else?

Good luck.

Luck's for the lrish, McKenzie.

Hello, Alex.

My name's Sally Rowe.

l'm a forensic psycholog st.

l've been asked to talk to you

to f nd out what happened.

Would you like someone
present during this interview?

Would you?

You mind if l record?

Tell me about your friend... Nigel.

Oh, he wasn't my friend.

What d d you mean when you sa d, ''His...

death was a necessary means to an end?''

Do you think that l did th s?

l'm here to listeb to you, Alex.

During the 13th century...

there were these people known as Cathars.

And they insisted

that God could only be experienced firsthand,

so they banished all the priests
and the bishops.

Now, this undermined the power of the Vat can,

which caused the Pope
to lose precious revenues in the region.

You like history, Alex.

ln 1209...

a Vatican army descended
upon Cathar villages,

and every man, woman,
and child was slaughtered.

And when an officer inquired to the Pope

how to dist nguish
between the heretics and the true believers,

you know what his response was?

''Kill them all.

God will recognize his own.''

And why are you tell ng me this?

Are you a religious woman, Ms. Rowe?

ls that important to you?

Well, do you want to know what l believe in?

lt would be a good place to start.

Gestalt.

Gestalt.

An organ zed whole

in which each individual part
affects every other,

but the whole being more mportant
than the sum of its parts.

Yeah, l'm fam liar
with first-year psychology theory.

Should l be impressed?

That's not what it s.

lt's how you use it.

And how's that?

Well, you're the psychologist.

Look, Nigel's dead.

l've been charged w th murder.

Doesn't really matter
what l believe in, now, does it?

You're not one for mak ng
good first impressions, are you, Alex?

##[bagpipes, distabtly]

[lndistinct praying]

[All]
Amen.

Who's the new guy?

l don't know.

Well, he was slipping up to your room.

Sorry?

Well, l saw them put an extra bed
n your room before.

That's bollocks.

Well, they did.

Sir?

Sir, can l have
permission to leave, please?

Where do you need to go, Mr. Forbes?

To the bathroom.

Can't it wait, boy?

Well, that's hard to say, sir.

lt's quite urgent business.

Do you mind?

Don't get too comfortable.

What's he like?

Weird.

He's got this collection of stuffed animals.

lsn't he a bit old for that?

Real animals, you d ck.

Cool.

Have you heard anything about him?

Well, it's been hard to get any dirt on him.

l heard some guys at dinner

saying that he used to be
a day boy at St. Edward's.

Really.

Yeah.

But apparently, he had

some kind of family issues.

So they sent him here?

Oh, that'll fix him.

[Chuckles]

[Alex, narrating]
Josh was pretty crazy.

His dad wabted him to be a politician.

Christ, what a pile of shite
to put ob your only child.

[Explosion]
Ohh!

- Ha ha ha!
- For fuck's sake, guys.

What the fuck are you guys doing?

[Alex, narrating]
Raj was Josh's roommate.

He just kind of hubg out with us.

Never liked pushing the limit.

[Boys laughing]
[Snickers]

Oh, it was just as welI, l guess.

Ooh.

[Laughs]

[Alex, narrating]
He was different.

Yeah, l'll give him that.

I guess that's why
I foubd him interesting at first.

[Glass clinking]

Abd he had this morbid fascinatiob
with all things dead.

[Sally]
Abd what about you, Alex?

l told the police everything.

Why don't you ask them?

l'm asking you, Alex.

Do you have any children?

l mean, well, you're not bad-looking.

l think you're running out of time, you know?

No, you're the one running out of time.

l read once
that a third of women study psychology

to work out their own personal problems.
What do you think?

Tell me about N gel.

Well, Nigel got what he wanted.

And what was that?

Eternity.

[Click]

Oh, you don't get it, do you?

You will.

You will.

[Buzzer]

What's going on?

Nothing l can't handle.

How did you get on?

Well, this case is bullshit, McKenzie.

What do you mean?

Oh, you can afford me

just a little intelligence.

This kid's guilty, Sally.
Trust me on this.

[S ghs]
You can't hold him on a hunch.

He's a fucked-up, remorseless l ttle psycho.

So? Probably make a great match at bancor.

And what about all this religious shit?

None of what l've heard makes him a murderer.

You've charged him w thout any hard evidence.

You've dug yourself a hole,
and now you want me to get you out of it.

Could be good for the old career, Sal.

Get your name on the door.

You could be kicking around with the big boys.

There'll be lots of publicity.
Guarantee it.

l'm out.

How about some ltalian, then,
for old times' sake?

Take that as a no.

[Click]

[AIex ob recordibg]
Don't you want to kbow what l believe in ?

[Sally]
lt would be a good place to start.

[Alex]
Gestalt.

[Sally]
Gestalt.

[Alex]
Ab orgabized whoIe

ib which each individual part

affects every other, but the whoIe

being more important
thab the sum of its parts.

[Sally]
Yeah, l'm familiar

with first-year psychology theory.

Should l be impressed?

[Alex]
That's not what it is.

lt's how you use it.

[Click]

[Rewinds tape]

[Sally]
Should l be impressed?

[Alex]
That's not what it is.

lt's how you use it.

[Click]

[Door opens,
footsteps]

[Door closes]

What is that smell?

Ohhh...

No. You gotta be kidd ng me.

Where did you get that?

l asked you a question.

Where did you get it?

All right, let's make this nice and clear.

l mean, l don't like you very much.

ln fact, l'm really beginning to d slike you.

But f l have to spend time
in the same room with you,

you can at least show me
some common courtesy.

ls there anything else?

[Door opens,
closes loudly]

[Alex]
They must be quite desperate,

sebding you in again .

They don't have a case, do they?

What makes you say that, Alex?

Well, if they had any evidence,

l wouldn't be talk ng to you, would l?

Would l?

How long can you keep me here?

All that depends
on how soon you're willing to talk to me.

You know nothing.
[Snickers]

You know absolutely nothing.

That goes for you, too.

[Buzzer]

This just came in from forensics.

Gunshot residue patterns indicate

that you were hold ng
the gun when t was discharged.

Your clothes were covered in the stuff.

l want to see my father.

l don't think he's gonna be able to help you.

l did not do this.
Nigel pulled that fucking tr gger.

Get your fucking hands off her!

- Stop! Stop!
- Ohh!

You're fucking insane!

Take him to lockup.

- Come on!
- You... You know l did not do this!

You know l did not... Get off of me!

Where are you taking me?!

Would you get off of me?!
Get your fucking hands off me!

Where do you think you're taking me?!

Get off me!
Get your...

[Alex shouting,
indistinct]

[S ghs]

We are meant
to be working together on this.

Don't you ever interrupt me

when l'm n session with a patient.

Just hold on a minute.

You just assaulted a 1 7-year-old child.

l could have your job for that.

l was try n' to protect you.

Don't bullshit me.

Did Nigel Colbie have
gunshot residue on his hands?

Look. Sal, there are some things l...

Did Colbie have gunpowder on h s hands?!

Yes, he did.

So he could've fired that gun.

Look, he was tak ng a piss.

l just wanted to speed things up a little.

What makes you think
you have the ntelligence

to determine whether or not
that boy was fuck ng with me?

Well, as long as he confesses,

it doesn't matter, does it?

lf Alex confesses my way,
t'll stand up in court.

All right.

[S ghs]
All right.

Just... l need t me, so just butt out.

Your strong-arm stuff
won't cut t with this boy.

- He's too smart for that.
- Sal.

You're not gonna report this, are you?

Dr. Rowe, l think you'd better come.

Just let me out there.

No. Come on. Just... Just

out there.
That's all l'm asking.

Just let me out.
No. No. Now...

Don't you even think about that!

- Aah!
- You fucking...

Aah! Ohh!

- Get off me!
- Unhh!

Unhh!

Aahh!

[Alex]
Get off! Uhh!

Get the fuck off me!

- You stay back.
- Get off!

Fine. He's all yours.

Ow!

Oh, God!
Let him up!

They say you want to talk.

Leave us.

l'll be fine.

Nigel set me up.

How do you figure that?

You have to believe me.

He set the whole thing up
to make it look like l did it.

NigeI set it up to make it look
like you killed him.

l think you can do better than that.

l didn't kill him.

You don't exactly come across
as the vict m here, Alex.

Feel that?

Can you feel that?

He's here.

He's l stening.
He's watching.

Who, Alex?

Shh!
Listen ng.

Listen.

##[orgab plays
church music]

[Bell chimes]

## [Organ continues]

All rise!

##[Obward, Christian Soldiers]

# Onward, Christian soldiers #

# Marching as to war #

# With the cross of Jesus #

# Going on before #

# Christ, the royal... #

[Alex]
Have you ever had that feelibg

that there was someobe inside your head,

listebing to your thoughts?

l read this article ob twibning

about how two people
can communicate across coubtries

through the mibd.

Now, just imagine if that were true.

Your darkest secrets
floating out there like radio waves,

just waiting to be picked up on.

There was something about this guy.

#... Jesus #

# Going on before #

[speaking Latin]

[Responding in Lat n]

Be seated.

Now...

it's come to my attention that some boys

from, um...

[wh spering]
What?

Do you two have
something important to contribute?

Hmm? Campbell? Forbes?

Stand up and share with us

whatever it s that obv ously can't wa t

until after this assembly.

Campbell, do your tie

up properly.

Well? Campbell?

Nothing, sir.

Forbes?

Oh, nothing important, l suppose.

Both of you,
outside my office after assembly.

Be seated.

Now, it's come to my attention

that some of the boys in year-12 drama

wiIl be performibg
the Tenbyson play Beckett this term,

and they're looking for volunteers

for props and stage build ng.

Will you calm down?

Nobody on the tra n could've possibly
known where we're from.

Will you just relax, please?

[Approaching footsteps]

lnside.

l do recogn ze your academic ach evements

this year, both of you,

but why do you insist on bucking the system?

Hmm?

Be seated.

Till recently, l've always been able

to rely on both of you to set a good example.

[Softly]
Come on.

l beg your pardon?

Well, if that was the case,

then l wouldn't be having
a freak in my room, would l?

Most of your fellow students
have three boys to a room.

l don't think you're too hard done by, Forbes.

Most of my fellow students have a real home

away from this hellhole.

l'm putting your names down to help

with this year-12 play.

Oh, no. l don't have time for this bullshit.

Would you wa t outside, Campbell, please?

[Door closes]

What's all th s about?

l told you before l'm not sharing with anyone.

Nigel Colbie is a brilliant young man.

You may find his company reward ng.

Like how?

Because collaboration is
an important part of learning.

l've put you with a young man whom l believe

you will find academically challenging.

This is such bollocks.

Your future is what s at stake here.

Don't lose sight of your obligations, Alex.

That'll be all.

l said that will be all!

[Door opens]

What happened?

Did you say anything?

Well? Did you?

No.

Your father can be
such an asshole sometimes.

[Laughing, chatter]

[Shouting, chatter]

Throughout history,
men have sacrif ced themselves

for the r fundamental beliefs.

lt may not be wise to p t the force of God
against many human desires,

but...
[electrical buzz, clattering]

Are you all right, Mr. Simms?

Um...

l'm fine, sir.

l just fell off my chair, sir.

[Snickers]

[Professor]
Well.

Be more careful next t me.

Yes, sir.

Some of you are working on Beckett.

Who can tell me about its subject...
Thomas of Beckett?

Yes, Mr. Weyland?

Thomas Beckett
was the Lord Archbishop of Canterbury

in the early 12th century, sir.

ln 1 1 70, he was murdered

in front of at the high altar at h s cathedral.

Exactly.

He knew that the knights
were com ng to slay h m,

but he chose to wait for them

unto the sight of God.

His murder was a sacrilegious act

of gross profanity.

However, almost immediately after his death,

there were whispers of m racles
being performed at his grave.

Believers from all over the country

traveled day and night on foot in ord...

Yes... Mr. Forbes?

His murder was simply political.

Beckett got in the way,
so the Church had him put down.

Trust Mr. Forbes to come up

with such an nterest ng slant on history.

[Light chuckles]

Well, you can't change h story.

Now, if you look at it, you'll see

it's exactly like all the other atroc ties

comm tted against the people by the Church.

Oh, and exactly what atrocities
are you referring to?

The Cathars.

The Cathars?

They were a bunch of heathens
who created the r own rules

to suit themselves.
The Church was s mply trying to

retain order in a very volatile land.

All r ght, what about
the Knight Templars, then?

l fail to see how this has got anything
to do with what we're talking about.

Weren't they the knights
that killed Thomas Beckett?

- This is ludicrous!
- Sir, is it?

Sir, weren't the Templars
known as the Knights of Christ?

Weren't they the Church's foot soldiers?

- What?
- So why kill the Archbishop?

At least they had the foresight

to see the pointlessness of the Holy Crusades.

Now, why don't you tell the class

how the Kn ghts of Christ

turned their back on the Vat can

and adopted the Cathars' beliefs?

This better stop now.

Free from the Church,
the Templars took control.

They had more f ngers
in the pie than the Vatican,

which is a lot of fingers.

- S t down.
- lsn't that why they were hunted down

and burned at the stake?

They had betrayed their original cause.

And whose cause was that?

Get out of my class.

Go on. Get out!

Frightful little man.

[Door closes]

What are you trying to prove now, hmm?

Trying to upset the Reverend Donaldson?

l thought that m ght get you up here.

Alex, he's a man of the cloth.

You must learn to show him some respect.

[Snickers]
Don't walk

away from me when l'm talking to you!

Good God!

He's been busy.

And you make me share a room w th him.

But he was dox

at St. Edward's Academy last year.

So why bring him here?

Why, his father felt

there would be more opportunities for him here,

um... away from the distractions at home.

We're very fortunate to have h m.

You're fortunate, not me.

Alex, l have worked extremely hard

to g ve you what you need.

This boy will have our hospitality.

Dad, please.

Please.

Look, his father is a very important member

- Ohh...
- of our society.

Oh, so that's more like it.

So he's part of your precious club.

And nobody else wanted h m,

and you're doing the brotherly thing.

Yeah, well, does my future depend on that?

- That's enough.
- No. You don't give a fuck

about me or th s guy.
The only th ng

- That's enough!
- You care about is the amount accrued

- off his father's head.
- l said enough!

No, which is f ne, but just don't give me

the brotherhood bullshit.

This boy will be made welcome.

He's been studying us
like we're part of his bug collection.

What's he say about me?

This is weird, guys.
Let's just leave it alone.

[Chuckles]
Hey, l sten to this.

''Alex is an egocentric megalomaniac

with delusions of grandeur.''

Give me that.

Okay, this little shit
needs to be taught a lesson.

The guy's a freak, Alex.
Let's put the book back

before he finds out it's gone.

[German accent]
What do you propose we do, mein Führer?

Will you give it a fuck ng rest, please?

Sorry.

No, no. l really am.

All right, l'm in.

l'm out of here.

[Gasp ng, panting]

Hello.

Aaaahhh!

Enjoying t?

l can't hear you, mate.

You're gonna have to speak up.

Are you fucking enjoying it?
[Explosion]

lsn't t a fucking rush?

[Chattering]

Oh, crap!

Get out of the way!

So, where the fuck
do you think you're going?

- You're a little shit.
- That's enough! Let him go.

- You've got to learn to respect...
- Stop it!

No, he's gonna learn to respect author ty.

You made your point!
Let him go! Christ!

Alex! Uhh!

[Thud]

His eyes.

There was th s terror in his eyes.

lf l am guilty,

then it's for letting Nigel get too close.

[S ghs]

[Engine cranking]

[Crank ng continues]

[S ghs]

- Can l be of any assistance?
- Oh!

No, thanks.
lt's just the, uh...

the rotor button.

Well, l'll leave you to it, then.

No, wait.

We haven't been properly ntroduced.

l'm Sally Rowe.

l inherited a passion
for difficult cars from my dad.

Sorry, you...
You're Alex's father, aren't you?

l don't think this is
the time or the place, Miss Rowe.

So, if you'll excuse me.
You can contact me through the school.

Well, l've already spoken with your secretary.

l find it remarkable that,
under the circumstances,

you can't find the t me to speak with me.

What is t that you want, Miss Rowe?

l want to discuss Alex's situation
with you and your wife.

Alex's mother died

a long t me ago.

Oh, l'm sorry.
l didn't know.

Alex's upbringing has been impeccable.

My son has one of the highest

academic records in the country.

Boys of Alex's ab lity need...

regimented discipline.

We don't allow any distraction
which might lead

these boys away from their true potential.

And look where he is now.

[lnhales]

Why can't you people help Alex

instead of trying to convict him

of something he didn't do,
for the love of Christ?

He witnessed the death of his best friend,

and now th s boy...

blows his head off in front of him.

Hasn't he been through enough?

l am trying to help your son, Dr. Forbes.

l love my son...

...and l'm gonna make very sure

that the humiliation you people
have subjected him to is made public.

[Sally]
ln almost every single case attributed

to gestalt psychology,

the psychopath's relationship
w th parental figures has been troubled.

Broken homes,

mental and physical abuse,

abandonment by or death of a parent.

All can be influent al factors
on the psychopath's makeup.

[Doorbell buzzes]

Peace offering.

Your favorite.

Expensive.

Uh...

l came to apologize.

l'm actually busy.

l'm sorry. Okay?

l know l shouldn't have hit the kid.

lt was a really fucking stupid th ng to do.

No, relax, Martin.

l'm not gonna make a report.

Cheers.

By the way, do you know
what those kids were up to

the night Josh Campbell was killed?

- The tra n kid?
- Yeah.

Another one of Alex's dead best friends.

The coroner said it was an accident, didn't he?

Why? What's the little shit telling you?

Do you want to work together on this or not?

- Well, how's it related to Nigel's murder?
- How?

Everything he's been through is related.

- You know that.
- l cannot believe

you're falling for his bullshit.

He's trying to throw you off the scent, Sal.

l want to talk to the Colbies

and work up a profile on N gel.

- Well, that's gonna be tricky.
- And why s that?

Because we can't find them.

## [Bagpipes]

## [Bagpipes fade]

[Alex, narrating]
NigeI was moved to another room.

lt was strabge.
l almost missed him.

"With a sudden movement,
she bowed his head

''and joined her l ps to his.

''And he read the meaning of her movements

''in her frightened, uplifted eyes.

lt was too much for him.''

[Alex]
We kept our distabce.

''Surrendering himself to her body..."

But l felt that my thoughts
were bo longer my own.

"...the dark pressure of her soft, hot lips.

- They pressed upob his... ''
- The further l sank,

the strobger he became.

lt was like he had takeb my soul.

[Read ng, indistinct]

l started work ob the set building
for the school play.

That mostly kept
my mind off Josh's death.

[Actress reciting lines, indistinct]

So, l do.

Louis of France loved me.

And l dreamed that l loved Louis of France.

And l loved Henry of England.

And Henry of England
dreamed that he loved me.

[Continues indistinct]

...rusts at the breath
of the first after-marriage kiss.

l could laugh at this poor world myself...

l'm really sorry about your friend.

Fuck off, freak.

But you don't have to worry.

He's at peace now.

The harvest moon
s the ripening of the harvest.

And the honeymoon is the goal of love.

He dies of his...

Does it please you?

Take it.

Girl's really something, isn't she?

The last parting shaft

of a forlorn cup d on the king's left breast.

[Continues, indist nct]

[Crows cawing]

[Retching]

Abd theb wheb l got back,
the habd was gone.

Did you tell anyone?

Who was l gonna tell?

And why do you think it was Josh's hand?

l don't know.
l didn't exactly study it.

He was everywhere.

Everywhere.

Look, all l'm saying is that

Nigel could have quite easily taken it.

And how do you feel about Nigel now?

That he got what he deserved.

How do l know you're telling the truth?

You don't.

[Chattering]

You get out of my room.

- Have you finished your essay?
- Get out.

lt looks like you need a hand.

Get out!

You might find these helpful.

[Alex barrating]
How did he know

I was struggling with my essay?

How did he know my topic ?

l mean, he had answers to questiobs

l hadb't eveb thought of yet.

But with only ab hour left of study time,

l kbew l didb't have a choice.

It was like selling my soul.

Poole, rubb sh.
Sims, rubbish.

- Better.
- Thank you, sir.

Well, this is a step

in the right direct on, Mr. Linden.

Well done.

Excellent work, Mr. Forbes.

l was beg nning to worry about you, lad.

l felt worthless.

[Whispering]
Alex.

Alex, wake up.

l've got a night planned.

What are you doing here?

l want to show you something.

l'm not interested.

Don't forget l helped you.

Come on. lt'll be fun.

Come.

We're nearly there.

Are you having fun?

Oh, come on, Alex,
you've come all this way.

Say something.

Fine.

ls this your house?

Where are your parents?

They're probably away.

They travel a lot.

[Barking]

Hey. Luther.

Hey, hey, hey.
[Whimpering]

ls he yours?

He's next-door's.

He's beautiful, isn't he?

[Dogs barking]
[Barks]

[Snarling, barking]

He doesn't like you.

l've never brought anybody here before.

You're the f rst.

Okay?

The first.

Come on.

[Bottles clatter ng]

Shhh!

[Floor boards creaking]
[Man] Hello?

[Whispering]
Cut the torch. Cut the torch.

[Man coughing]

l thought you said they were away.

[Footsteps approach ng overhead]

He's got the gun.

[Footsteps]

[Door opens]
[Dog barking]

[Man]
Go home, stupid dogs!

[Door closes]

[Dogs barking]

[Ascending footsteps]

l'm getting out of here.

[Whispering]
Wa t, wa t, wait. Wait.

Come here. l want to show you something.

lt's just through here.

Come on.

[Whispering]
Come on.

Come here.

Oh, my God.

You like it?

lf you're the expert,
tell me the history of the flag.

What do you mean?
Captain Hook and Long John Silver?

Know so little about
the things that are closest to you.

- ls that supposed to be a riddle?
- No.

lt's about you.

Your future.

Do you know who my father is?

- He's grandmaster of your father's order.
- Yeah?

And so what?

Yeah.

lt's noth ng more than
puerile male-bonding now.

But it was once something.

l mean, really something.
These were great men,

men who kings knelt before.

They lost their way.

lt's up to us to take on that mantle.

[Chuckling]
Alex.

We've been chosen.

What have we been chosen for, N gel?

This.

What?

Do you know when
play ng cards first appeared?

The 12th century.

And that was the start of the real brotherhood.

l mean, imagine what it must have been like.

The... The loss of the Holy Land,

the Templars abandoning the Church...

the death of Beckett.

And out of it comes a simple, logical game.

l mean, it's just a game,

but it's...

it's a game born with...

injustice, hardsh p,

suffer ng...

Death.

Now, that is truly an age to revere.

You're fucked.

You can't deny the truths
that this card has seen

and the truths we can show it again.

So, why am l here, Nigel?

- Look up "Jack."
- Sorry?

Look up ''Jack.''

lt says ''knave,'' doesn't it?

Do you know what a knave s?

Yes.

Unpr nc pled man.

Rogue.

That's what you are, Alex.

Do you know what this is?

lt's a spade.

Spade represents a t p of a pike.

Do you know what a pike is?

- lt's a kind of spear.
- Mmm.

An implement for kill ng.

That's what l am.

This is our time... Jack.

We've been brought together for a reason...

...and t's wr tten here.

For eternity.

[Bell r ngs]
Thank you, gentlemen. That's all for today.

Tales of Mystery abd lmagibatiob

by Edgar Allen Poe.

l want it read for next week.
Thank you.

Mr. Poole, l want
better work from you, as well.

- Sir, can l ask you a question?
- Certainly.

Whether or not l can answer it
is another question.

Do you think it's possible
to get inside people's minds?

l just need to know whether you think
objectively that's possible.

- Objectively.
- Yeah.

My dear boy,

the power of the mind has no boundaries.

Understanding its capabilities is like...

is like searching for the end of the universe.

Or trying to find the beginn ng of time.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey, Sor... Susan.
Sorry.

Hi. L... l just...
l just wanted to say

that l thought you were absolutely fantastic.

Thanks.

Come on, Sue, or we'll miss the bus.

Sorry. l've got to go.

[Stammering]
No. Will you hang on for one second?

Sorry.

You go ahead. l'll catch up.

Um...

l'm not part cularly good at this.

l was... l was just...
l was wondering if maybe

you wanted to, you know, hook up
or something after school sometime.

l mean, it's completely...

lt's completely fine if you don't.

lt was just...
lt was...

Yeah. Okay.

Cool.

Um, when?

They're running some Hitchcock classics
at the old Astra.

l think tobight it's Strabgers on a Traib.

Oh, what time is that?

We're getting there about 7:30.

"W e"?

Oh, well, if you prefer
not to go with my friends...

- No.
- That's all right.

No, no, no, that...
that... that would be...

That would be awesome.
That would be great.

So, l'll see you there, then.

Yeah, you bet.

Here goes the tr ple traitor to the king.

[Chuckles]

Do you th nk she's still a virgin?

Why don't you fuck off.

[Chuckling]
Ohh...

Jack.

Thou lovest the wench.

l've got something for you.

My name is Alex.

And will you stay away from me, please?

[lndistinct chatter]

l've finished, sir.
Can l go, please?

Headmaster?

No. He can wait until dinner is over.

But l...
l'm meant to be...

Please.

Can l get a ticket, please?

[W nd blows, crow caws]

[Crow caws]

[Exhales sharply]

Not so much. Fine.
That's enough.

Stop.

Hmm.

What's with the knife?

l don't know what you're talk ng about, Jack.

Will you stay out of my fucking room, please?

Mmm. Have you read my book?

No, l haven't read your fucking book.

You should.

[Coughs]

[lnhales]

[Exhales]

Boys,

members of staff...

l have some very unfortunate news to report.

Early this morning,

Susan Mueller, a young lady
from Sansley College,

who was working with us on our final year play,

was found... murdered.

Not far from here.

The police believe

that this vile act

took place

while she was on her way home from rehearsal

last night.

So l'm afraid that all
members of the cast and crew

will remain behind after assembly,

together with anyone who may have seen

or spoken with Susan

during the course of yesterday afternoon.

That'll be all.

[Knocking]

Raj. Raj.
Have you seen Nigel?

No.

[Chattering]

[Clapping hands]
Pay attention.

My name is Detective lnspector McKenzie.

l'd like to talk to all of you indiv dually, please.

So could you give your names
to Constable Murray here.

Uh, we're gonna try and get through this
as quickly as poss ble,

but please be pat ent.

- Did you see her?
- Yes.

What t me did you see her?

Around noon.

And where was she in that time?

Pass ng by in the corridor.

Which corr dor?

- The west side.
- And that was t?

- Yes.
- Okay. All right.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Alex Forbes.

- Did you talk to Susan yesterday?
- Yes.

What time?

l can't remember.

Try.

lt was about 5.

l was just packing up, so...

What did you talk about?

l thought that she was really good,
so l told her that she was really good.

- Really good?
- ln the play.

She was really good in the play, sir.

What else?

That was it.

That's it?

l th nk that was it.

That's weird.

l have here that you were due to meet her

at about 7:30 at the Astra.

Because, according to her friends,
she kind of fancied you.

What do you think about that?

[S ghs]
Well...

Looks like you both missed the film.

[Pen scratching]

Was that fun?

What'd you do with the knife?

Ooh. l sense some host lity.

Oh, do you reckon?

Let's just call it fingerprint insurance.

l'm gonna be late.
Do you think l should tell them?

l mean, you were
the last person to see her, Jack.

That poor, fair maiden.

l can't believe what's happened.

You d d t, d dn't you?

No, Jack. You did it.

How could you do th s?
Fucking killed her.

Feels good to vent one's anger,
doesn't it, Jack?

l don't want any part of this.

W ll you stop fucking calling me Jack?

Well, l'm sorry, Jack, but you were
the one who got nside my head.

Well, get out of m ne.

lt's too late for that.

lt's too late for a lot of things.

l mean, before we met, we were incapable
of reaching our true potentials,

but... but now...
l know you feel it.

lt's so invigorating.

We make such a wonderful team.

lnspector McKenzie.

l'd like a word with you.

You shouldn't be here, Dr. Forbes.

lf you want to discuss Alex's case,
you can come to my off ce.

l want you to release my son.

Sir, your son's been charged w th murder.

My son is innocent.

We might have expected you
to take that for granted, Martin.

He's implicated n the deaths

of Josh Campbell,
Susan Mueller, and N gel Colbie.

l have a job to do.

Your father would have
expected you to help us.

My father would have
expected me to uphold the law.

Don't presume to know me

just because we belong to the same club.

Good night, Dr. Forbes.

[Mab] The car's locked in the garage,
and we've searched the house.

[Knocking]

Have they used
their credit cards or bank accounts?

- No, sir .
- AlI right.

Keep me informed.

Still no sign of Nigel's parents, huh?

[S ghs]
Was Nigel Colbie a suspect

in the Susan Mueller killing?

We're ibvestigating the death of Nigel CoIbie.

Don't you think it's worth looking at
n the the light of what's happen ng?

l've already been down that road.

No fingerprints.
No murder weapon. No probable cause.

End of story.

[Sally] There's no proof of
what you're telling me.

And the ev dence indicates you shot
the head off the boy you're incrim nating,

so just what do you want anyone to believe?

That if it wasn't for me
messing with Nigel's head,

then both Susan and Josh would still be alive.

Don't think you'll get some kind
of redemption by taking the blame.

What makes you think l want
any k nd of redemption?

l told you, l d dn't do t.

Alex, l want to believe you.

But come on, look at the facts.

The facts.

l want to help you.

But you've got to help me.
Give me something to go on.

Something concrete before it's too fucking late.

F nd Nigel's red book.

The book Nigel gave you?

Yeah, h s Bible.

And what would l expect to f nd in this Bible?

- Most things.
- [Snickers] Alex.

Last time l saw it, it was in my room.

- Your room was stripped.
- They must have taken t.

Who might ''they" be?

''They'' who don't wish to
have their secrets betrayed.

Oh! "Their secrets!
They, them, us..."

Will you listen to you?
What are you talk ng about?

You've no ntention
of telling me what really happened.

l'm st... l...
l'm wasting my time, aren't l?

Don't you think it's a little odd
that your Detective McKenzie

hasn't spoken to Nigel's parents yet?

How do you know he hasn't?

Have a look at the run
underneath N gel's house.

Before anything else goes missing.

[Beep ng]

[Line ringing]

[Phone ringing]

[Ring]

[Ring]

[Beep]

Oh, God.

[Clattering]

[Gasps]

[Rodent squeaks]

[Rattling]

Oh, just get a grip.
[Clears throat]

[Soft growl ng]

[Gasps]
Oh!

[Snarling]
Oh, fuck.

[Barking]

Oh!
[Growling]

[Dog barks, growls]

[Barks]

[Barks]
Ohh!

[Gasping]

[Thumping]

[Barking]

Oh... fuck.

[Gasping] Ohh...

[police radio chatter]

[Police radio chatter]

They were both embalmed.

Quite an elaborate job, really.

Whoever did this went to a lot of trouble.

Blood drained,
all the main organs removed,

including the brain.

Like taxidermy.

That's another way to look at it,

but l guess it's a similar procedure.

Well, how did they die?

Both shotgun deaths.

Excuse me.

l don't want you here.

You should've been looking.

Or didn't you want them found?

We were searching via normal channels.

Or should l go around
digging up vegetable patches

every time someone goes missing?

Well, that depends
on the circumstances, doesn't it?

And what the fuck

were you doing down here?

Your dirty work!

What's this?

What?

lt's nothing.

Then l suppose this is nothing as well.

ls there something you want to tell me?

Yes. l'm a member.

[Chuckles]
My father was a member.

lt was passed on to me.

lt's a business network.

And the last thing they need

is to be connected to something like this.

So you're saying they are connected.

Don't put fucking words in my mouth!

There's no conspiracy here.

The order is about as ins d ous
as the Lions Club.

Alex Forbes is fucking with your mind.

And you're letting him,
and you're the psychologist.

All right, all r ght,
l'm sorry. l'm just...

...looking at all the angles.

Look... Sal.

l'm running out of time here.

l really need to know

if the charges l've laid are gonna stick.

ln your op n on...

did Alex Forbes murder Nigel Colbie?

So, did you find the B ble?

You know who this is?

[Quiet chatter]

## [Soft organ]

Hi. l'm sorry. Actually, you've gotta go around

to the front of the church,
and you'll see the entrance.

Jack. These are my parents.

Helen and John,

this is my best friend... Jack.

He's working on the play.

Hi.

l've heard lots about you, Jack.

lt's lovely to meet you.

Um... sorry. l've actually got to head out
with this to the stage, but, uh...

Oh, l... Well, l hope you enjoy the play.

lt's nice to see you've made a friend so easily.

[Reverend Donaldson]
Ladies and gentlemen,

Welcome to tonight's performance

of Lord Tebbysob's play Beckett.

Um...

the presentation of this play

has seen its own vicissitude

with the tragic death last month
of Susan Mueller.

As a gesture to her memory,

her parents asked
that the play should proceed.

So we dedicate tonight's performance

to the memory of Susan.

Thank you.

[Applause]

## [Somber organ music]

So, then our good Archbishop...

[continues, indistinct]

[Play continues, indistinct]

...and they brought
before the courts of the Church...

[continues indistinct]

[S ghs]

[Whispering]
Stop t, Nigel.

And the more l read, the deeper l sank

into the pages.

It was all there...

the slaughter of the Cathars,

the Templars'assassinatiob
of Thomas Beckett,

abd the HoIy lbquisition
resulting in the Templars'

excommubicatiob as heretics.

lt all made startling sense...

like l'd just seeb
the other side of Escher's staircase.

l'd wokeb up.

Nigel believed that he was
a direct descebdabt

from the Templar bloodline.

He was some fucked-up individual.

He thought that the medieval insigbia
of the brotherhood

foretold the power
that our uniob would bring...

the pike being the weapob,

harnessed by the interlinkibg loops.

The two of us.

When l was a child,
my father used to stand me

ib frobt of that painting.

He told me stories of courage and bravery...

how my abcestors had fought
to protect their free right.

lt was obIy theb
that l realized what Nigel beIieved.

l was of the same Templar bloodline.

Alex, l want the truth.

Did you do th s?

ls that what you want to hear?

Alex, we've got people that can help you.

You must let them.

The only thing that you care about

is the brotherhood, isn't it?

N gel said it, and he was right.

There's nothing more than
puerile male bonding.

No, your fr ends must be shitting themselves.

Now what are they gonna do
about their golf club memberships?

Listen. Listen.
Please. Look at me.

What was my mother like?

Do you regret her sacrifice?
Was it worth it?

Alex, your mother's death was not your fault.

No.

No, no, no.

You got her pregnant.

[Door buzzer]

lt's t me.

Alex, all l've ever wanted
was the best for you...

for the sake of your mother.

Well, that went well.

Do you ever get the feeling

you might be responsible for all this?

[Flicks lighter]

Don't think l'll need that anymore.

[Door buzzer]

[Door opens]

You all right?

Who's Maraclea, Alex?

[Alex]
She was the instrumebt of Nigel's obsessiob.

[Nigel]
Jack.

l knew you couldn't resist a secret rendezvous.

What do you want?

This way.

Maraclea was the lost love

of a 13th-cebtury Templar.

As the story goes,

Maraclea was betrothed to a Kbight TempIar,

but died before they could wed.

And the kbight was so tormented by his loss

that he opebed her grave

abd made love to her body.

Come on.

Exactly bine months later,

he was summoned to her grave.

Ob opebing her coffin,

he foubd that her remains had beeb moved.

Her head had been placed below her pelvis,

sittibg ob top of her thigh bobes,

which had been crossed.

Where the hell are we?

A voice told him to guard the skull,

as it would be the bribger of all power.

Oh...

She's yours, Jack.

[Alex, narrating]
She was lying there...

[sniffles]

Abd he said

since l was her only love...

it was up to me to... to do the deed.

And when l refused...

he went on about letting down the bloodline...

and that with the skull, we would be complete.

You didn't know Nigel.

You didn't know him.

Do you honestly think that you can help me?

D d you pull the trigger?

[Door opens]

[Car radio plays]

[Abnoubcer] Now ob Radio Six,
it's time for the evening prayer

with the right hoborable...
[abgry shouting]

[Man]
...you ask me!

[Radio]
Good evening.

Ab angeI said ubto Zechariah...

[cobtinues, indistinct]
[Woman sobbing]

[Clergyman]
''Your wife will bear you a son,

abd you are to give him... ''

[sobbing]

[Man]
What... s... this?!

[Radio program continues]

Eh?!

[Woman weeps]
[Man] Hmm?!

Will someone tell me what's going on?!

Look at them.
[Woman sobs]

Look... at them!

l don't know about these.
l didn't do this.

Yes, well, you...
you can imagine my surprise

when they handed this to me at the lodge!

Abd theb l come home abd find this? l

That is disgusting!

He can't talk to you!
Who is he

- supposed to talk to?
- Talk?! Talk?!

You call this talk?!

[Helen]
What are you implying?

[John]
Who took the photos?

l've never seen them before.

Oh...

Nigel.

Nigel?

[John breathes heavily]

- They thought it would be best
- Oh, my God.

lf l left for a wh le...

to get my family back on track.

Well, sure. You know,
l... l understand.

l mean, we can't have th s sort of thing

happen ng in the master's
own bedroom, can we?

Can we?!
Aah! Aah!

- Aaahh! Aah!
- Can we?!

l'm so... very sorry.

Tell me why.

- [Sobbing]
- Tell me why!

Aah! [stammers]

- Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!
- l don't know why!

[Gunshot]

[Dog barks]

[Barking]

[Radio program continues]

Oh, God.

[Whispers]
Oh, God. Oh, God.

[John breathes heavily]

[John]
No.

Jack.

You made it.

[John, tearfully]
Oh, no.

Oh...

What have you done?
[John weeps]

She was chosen.

[John, weeping]
Oh, no.

Please. Just put the gun down.

Just give it to me.
Don't come near... Don't come...

- Don't come near me! Stay where you are!
- No!

[Gun clatters to floor]

[Breathes shakily]

Killing is such
an extraordinary feeling, sn't t?

l'll have my Maraclea.

How do you feel?

Jack?

How do you feel?

You set the whole thing up, didn't you?

[Chuckles]

Come on.

We've got work to do.

[Sighs heavily]

[Snorts]

They're gone.

l hated him.

Don't you think they're gonna be missed?

Well, as long as
they don't find her for nine months,

t really doesn't matter, does it?

You d dn't.

No. You didn't.

What do you think we're here for?

[Whispering]
You're fucked.

You're absolutely fucked.

And what about you and Susan?

l didn't do it.

Oh, come on.

l left you with her.

l could smell you on her.

No.

D d you touch her?

And then you felt her.

- No. No.
- lt doesn't make any difference now.

- You can have your Maraclea.
- No.

A harvest widow awaits me here!

We will be un ted!

[Quietly]
lt's fated.

Jack!

lt's over, Nigel.

lt'll never be over.
You know that.

Do it.

Come on, do it.

Stop it, Jack.

Do it.

Stop walking away, Jack.

Do it!

Stay off the track.

Do it!

l showed you the card, remember.

lt's written for etern ty.

Shut your face!
[Train whistle]

[Train whistle]

Do t! Do it!

No! Don't!

Look, we're not Templars with God-g ven
rights!

There are no Holy Wars to fight, Nigel!

Who's the enemy now?

We are...

because...

...because we wanted more
from l fe than it has to offer.

You're deluded.

Why?

Why am l deluded?
This is our fate.

Now, just shut the fuck up!

- Pray for me.
- What are you doing?

Pray for yourself.

We're one now.

[Gunshot]
Aah!

[Gasps]

[Click]

[Birds chirping]

[Crow caws distantly]

What follows

through a system

of either intimidation,

manipulat on, or coercion,

s the dominant individual

begins to focus and influence the thoughts

of the subordinate partner.

Th s process nurtures a subjective gestalt

where similar thoughts, fantasies,
and other nterlocking elements

conspire to form
a greater and more volatile hold,

therefore a merging of like minds.

Thank you.

[lndistinct chatter]

[Cell phone rings]

[Ring]

[Beep]

Hello?

The head's miss ng.

[Alex]
Nigel got what he wabted.

[Sally]
And what was that?

Eternity.

You don't get it, do you?

You will.

You will.

The necessary means to an end.

Evil l ttle fucker.

You like history.