All language subtitles for Afterlife s01e01 More Than Meets the Eye.eng

(SILENT NIGHT PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey, what's going on?

Hey, no fighting
tonight. Not at Christmas.

MOTHER: Are you tired?

Help! Help!

Help! Help! Help! Help!

No, Mummy!

Morning. Nice to see a
new face around here at last.

Same old face when I
last looked, unfortunately.

- Cheers.
- See you.

(CAR APPROACHING)

(BABY CRYING)

Will you leave me be?

Will you leave me be?

Leave me be.

Someone is making themselves
known to me, and he's telling me...

He's telling me you
have a scar on your knee.

I do, as a matter of fact. Yeah.

I feel there's been
someone spiritual in your life,

because you're not
conventionally spiritual,

but you care about the world.

He's telling me you have this

tremendous inner potential
which you need to push.

Because you're a bit lazy, my
friend, is that right? I'm sorry.

You see how it works? It's all
there. I'm just bouncing off what I see.

- An old hippy. No offence.
- None taken.

I'm a clich�. I can't help it.

What I've done is
called cold reading

and anybody can do it
if they put the hours in.

So how'd you know about
the scar on his knee, then?

What little boy doesn't
have a scar on his knee?

Who wears a Greenpeace badge
if he doesn't care about the world?

Who doesn't feel they aren't a
bit lazier than they ought to be?

Just because it can be
faked doesn't mean it is faked.

Come on, Jen.

It's a way these so-called
psychics have of saying,

"I'm special, I have a gift. You
need me." A mutual dependency.

So you'd reject anybody's beliefs in
something beyond the material world?

Well, I wouldn't reject anybody's
belief. But that's all it is, a belief.

Which is what we'll be looking at over
the next 12 weeks. "Psychology and Belief".

Do all your course reading
and don't be late for lectures.

Oh, and don't forget Thursday.

We're going to be entering
the belly of the beast.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

- Alison Mundy?
- Yes.

Bless you.

My name's Colin Yearsly.
This is my wife Marigold.

We wanted to make ourselves
known to you, my love, that's all.

Just to let you know you have
many friends here in Bristol.

Wait, a minute. How do you know
me? How do you know where I live?

The Internet is a
marvellous invention.

We have a platform
session later next week.

No, I'm sorry.
That's not possible.

- Pardon? Excuse me?
- I'm sorry. Things have changed.

I know what you want,
but I don't do that any more.

That's why I came to live
here. For a new life, for a new...

Yes, a life.

But we thought...

I don't see why my opinion
isn't the most important thing.

Why I have to
quote all the sources.

Why I have to regurgitate other
people's theories rather than my own.

That's what everybody says.

You've got to think the references
aren't this burden, this hassle,

they're your ammunition.

Ammunition for what?
What's the point?

Well, your degree, for a start.

I want to help people. I
don't want to write books.

It just doesn't seem
relevant, you know, at all.

I might as well be doing, I don't
know, anthropology or something.

Listen.

Phil and co, they
exercise their jaws a lot.

It doesn't make them any brighter
than you. Far from it, I'd say.

Yeah, but you want this in by Friday,
and I don't have the books any more.

Forget the books. Forget
Friday. Go away and think about it.

No, go away and
don't think about it.

Relax. Come back
and talk to me in a week.

- See how you feel then.
- What if I feel the same?

If you feel the same, then
I'll switch to anthropology.

(BABY CRYING)

He's telling me,
Harry's telling me...

his illness was a relatively
short one, is that right?

- No.
- No?

Well, in the spirit world, it's
all the blink of an eye, yes?

Now, there's someone over
here, in this part of the auditorium.

I'm getting something
about a service.

A car needing a service, an MOT
coming up, something like that.

Is that you?

Somebody recently passed away,
left you a car, you're worried about it?

Well, sell it, he says. Get the worry
off your chest. All right, my love.

Well, that's enough from me
tonight. Thank you very much indeed.

Now, our next medium is not
so well known to you as myself.

She's only been doing
it for a few years but

she's made quite a
stir in her own patch.

Will you welcome
please, Alison Mundy.

(CROWD CLAPPING)

Thank you.

I, I...

never...

I never really know
what to say on occasions

like these, except
to rabbit on and on

and see what happens.

Sometimes it does and
sometimes it doesn't.

Because, I'm...

I'm not in charge,
you see. They are.

Sometimes it's embarrassing.
Sometimes we sit around for hours

and then we just go home.

It's horrible weather
tonight, isn't it?

Nobody wants to
come out to play tonight.

It's bitter.

My Auntie Vi used to...

Yes.

Yes.

Uh-huh.

Hello.

Hello.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Did you? Okay. All right.

May 15 written over your head,
madam. Does that make sense?

Madam, I've got a
little girl over here.

And she,

she's saying that
she hated hospital.

She absolutely hated it.
Does that make sense? Yes?

And, uh, all right.

Okay, now she's stroking her hair, she's
got beautiful long hair, she loves it.

She's very proud of it.

It's long, it's blond,
golden hair and

she's saying that this
is how it was before.

Does that make sense? Yes?

That's why she's here, because
she wants you to see her hair

and that she's safe
and that she's loved.

She's okay. You're not to worry.

- Does that make sense?
- Yeah.

Okay. Thank you.

Excuse me, dear.

Excuse me.

You, with the... You've got
sort of red bits in your hair.

Like little bits of red in it.

There's a woman standing behind
you, she's wearing a white coat.

She's got shoulder-length
dark hair, dark curly hair.

It's, uh, a reddish colour.
It's not like yours, it's not dye.

It's her natural colour. And she's standing
behind you, she's looking down at you.

And...

There's some...

There's a very strong scent of
lavender. Does that make sense?

No? Okay.

She's, she's standing
behind you, she's got

her hand on your
shoulder, very, very close.

It's almost like she's
your guardian angel.

Oh, the sadness.

There's so much
sadness coming off her.

And she's saying,

she's saying, "I'm sorry, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry", again and again.

Does that make sense? No?

It's a very, very strong
smell of lavender.

Mystic Meg really got you
going, didn't she? Whoo-hoo-hoo!

I thought she seemed
terrified up there half the time.

Full marks for novelty, but under
that it was the same old, same old.

- She was all right. Come on.
- No, she wasn't. She was rubbish.

It was a lovely evening.

- Thank you for coming.
- Thank you, my love.

- Goodbye.
- Bye-bye.

- No, I don't like to take money.
- Everybody has to eat.

Your grandson, I'm sorry, but...

Don't worry about it, dear.
There will always be a next time.

Thank you.

- See you.
- See you.

Hey? It isn't
worrying you, I hope?

- That nonsense the other night.
- You must be joking.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

Of course I'm sure.
Do you want it to be?

I just don't want you turning it
round in your mind, that's all.

Woman in white, guardian
angel, ghostly figure...

All right! I get the message.

Oh, come on, V,
you boring old fart.

No. You guys go.

- I could do with an early night.
- "I could do with an early night."

Right, come on then.

- Have fun.
- You won't in here.

- One drink?
- I can't, I've too much work.

- Just leave her.
- Bye, guys.

- See you later.
- Bye-bye.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(SILENT NIGHT PLAYING)

(DOOR CLICKING)

(FLOOR CREAKING)

(WATER DRIPPING)

(THUDDING)

CHILD: Help!

It's lavender lady. Be
afraid, be very afraid.

Grow up!

Gloves.

Bye-bye.

ROBERT: Good morning.

Where's Veronica?

- Barbara, have you got a minute?
- Not now, Robert.

- No, please, this is important.
- Sorry.

Here you go, thanks.

Barbara, please?

Not now please,
Robert, I haven't got time.

Veronica Vase, first-year
student. I think she has problems.

She's not attending my lectures.
Any lectures. I'm worried about her.

Yes. Look, I'd better come clean.
She came to my office the other day.

She talked about you bugging
her all the time. Hassling her.

- Why didn't you say?
- I know.

I said I'd talk to you,
but she wouldn't have it.

She made me promise I wouldn't.
She was really uptight about it.

Did she tell you about our evening
with Bristol's answer to Doris Stokes?

She just said she
wanted to change courses.

I thought I'd talked her out of it,
but she wasn't listening half the time.

I didn't want to push it. I had
a word with her personal tutor.

And, well?

Robert, all sorts of people
become psychology students.

Health visitors,
psychiatric nurses,

sometimes people who've seen
the system from the other side.

VERONICA: I keep thinking she's
there, in the room, looking down at me.

She doesn't exist, Veronica.

That's where you're wrong.
You see, I know who she is.

Her pride and joy. My dad wanted
her to have a fur coat more than she did.

This is your mother?

Dad was a vet.

He knew that
sometimes nature is cruel.

Sometimes it was up to
human beings to be kind.

I used to think that all the animals
he put to sleep, did go to sleep.

That they were all snoozing.

All the cats, the dogs,

in some forest somewhere,

waiting to wake up.

She had cancer.

Dad left a note saying he didn't
want to live in a world without her in it.

He loved her too much.
He loved us all too much.

They both did.

I was the only one who survived.

My mum, my dad,
my brother Andrew.

Why me?

I wasn't the littlest,
or the biggest.

I was just... me.

A pact?

Your mother and father
planned it together?

We always did
everything as a family.

I tried so hard, all these
years, to put it behind me.

It is behind you. You survived.

- This is nothing but coincidence.
- Is it?

She put lavender
water around the house.

She put lavender
under our pillows.

I put lavender on her grave.

What has she come back for?

To tell me something?
To warn me? What?

It's doing my head
in not knowing.

Alison can tell me.

That's the last
person you should see.

I am seeing her. Tomorrow.

My name's Robert Bridge. I'm
Veronica Vase's psychology lecturer.

Oh.

I was aware of a certain degree of
negativity from your part of the audience.

I'm surprised you didn't say.

Well, what's important is the vast
majority who come with open minds.

Even mediums go to
the supermarket, Robert.

- Even mediums do scratch cards?
- Psychologists do, too, I'm told.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. Psychologists
study scratch cards, don't they?

- No, it's a little early for me.
- It's almost too late for me.

Listen, I don't want to be
disrespectful to your beliefs...

Why not? I'm quite likely
to be disrespectful of yours.

I'm worried about Veronica's
state of mind. She's susceptible to...

Susceptible? What do you
mean exactly, susceptible?

With respect, I've
got a terrific student,

whose world has been
turned upside down,

thanks to what you said
to her the other night.

Yes, I know. That's why I'm seeing
her. To try and help her sort this out.

No. No, you don't understand.

What makes you think it's
me that doesn't understand?

- Listen...
- No, you listen to me. Okay?

The woman was
standing like this.

She was wearing a white coat.

She was looking down at Veronica

and she had her hand
on her shoulder. Like this.

I saw her as clearly
as I see you now.

If you ask me, there's nothing
wrong with her a good seeing to...

(PHIL COUGHING)

I fancy getting
totally hammered.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Memorise the card. Memorising?

Right, slide it back into
the thing, into the deck.

- Yes.
- Yes.

I know you've seen it,
but it's good, so shut up.

Go on, go on.

Ooh, look.

Knock it back, V.

- Did you enjoy that?
- Yeah.

One of those, right, and
now the cards are somewhere.

She has deep
psychological problems.

So isn't it better that they're
confronted, resolved, instead of denied?

I'd have thought that that made
perfect psychological sense, Robert.

Obviously, I'm wasting my time.

Oh yeah. It's the
easiest thing in the world

to turn your back,
to dismiss, to sneer.

You've got no idea what people
like me have to go through,

what we have to suffer,
what we have to see.

Have you got any idea what it's
like to wake in the middle of the night,

hear weeping, knowing that it
doesn't come from anybody living,

and that you're the only person who
can help to take their pain away? Do you?

- I can't imagine.
- No, of course you can't.

Psychologists, psychiatrists.

You're all the same.

Funny farms are
full of people like me.

Once upon a time, they used to
burn people like me at the stake.

- Now it's lithium and ECT.
- You took the words right out of my mouth.

Yeah. But they don't work,
Robert, you see. That's the thing.

What, you think that I wouldn't
take medication if it did?

I'd run away if I could.

I'd cut them out with
a rusty knife, if I could.

But I don't have any choice.

You don't choose the
spirits. They choose you.

Maybe...

Maybe Veronica's opened a
door that you've got firmly shut.

Maybe that's what
this is all about.

That's your answer then, is it?

Your precious spirits mean more to
you than the well-being of a young girl?

This isn't just about Veronica.

- Maybe her mother needs peace.
- Her mother is dead.

She doesn't come making guest appearances
in bingo halls on a Thursday night.

- I can't help you. I'm sorry.
- Yes.

Yes, you can. If you wanted to.

I envy your certainty. Your
safety. Does it make you happy?

Yes.

And what would you say if I
said that I can see a little child,

aged about six, right
now, in the corner?

Who's to say that that little child isn't
there just because you can't see it?

Who's to say that you're
right and I'm wrong?

Who's to say that I'm
mad and you're sane?

Is it a boy or a girl? You've got
a 50-50 chance of getting it right.

Oh...

You know it's a little boy.

You've obviously
done your homework.

ROBERT: I know
it's there somewhere.

WOMAN: Look, Robert, I promise you.
If you left it here, it's gone to Oxfam.

Oxfam?

Freud's Interpretation
of Dreams? Oxfam?

It was a paperback. Buy
another copy. WH Smith, �6.95.

It had all my little notes in
the margin, and everything.

Well, sorry.

You'll have to make up
some new notes all over again.

It's not the same.

I know. I know it's not.

How fast can you move your tongue?
Come on. Show me your tongue.

No! I'm not showing
you my tongue.

Just waggle.

- Mine is fast.
- Oh, my God.

Come on, you love it.

Look at that guy. That
guy over there, he's peeing.

(LAUGHING)

PHIL: Filthy bastards!

Stop the car!
Stop! Stop the car!

Stop it, please!

Please, please stop!

I told you. She's been gearing
up for a bloody Hughie all evening.

- Phil, shut up!
- No. You go, go on.

I'll be all right. I'll walk
it. It's only two minutes.

I'll come with you. You guys
head off. Are you okay, babe?

Just leave me alone, will you?

I'm sure it's on the top shelf
with the National Geographics.

Robert, for God's sake.
This is not exactly convenient.

It won't take a second.

Clive didn't like the
old wallpaper, I see.

We decided together, actually.

Robbo, mate. What
are you doing here?

Oh, you know. I
was just passing.

Nose pressed against the
window, warm glow inside.

- Very Dickensian.
- Come in. Have a glass of Prosecco.

- Robert's just going, actually.
- I am. Sadly.

She who must be
obeyed, eh? See you.

Yeah.

You were never Dickensian.
Much more Dostoevsky.

Dostoevsky with
occasional laughs.

You'd better go.

Clive's happy.

Goodnight, Robert.

Never was good on dreams, was I?

Take care, Jude.

CHILD: Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help me!

Help! Help! Help!

Help me! Help!

Somebody help! Please!

Help! Help! Help!

(SOBBING HYSTERICALLY)

Help!

Help!

Help me! Help! Help!

Somebody!

Somebody help!

Somebody help!

(CAR ALARM SOUNDING)

(DOG BARKING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah. Hello?

BOY: Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

MAN: Hello?

- Hello. Who is this?
- Robert?

Listen, I'm sorry, mate.

Billy's been messing
around with the phone.

He must have hit the redial or
something. Did he wake you?

No. I'm fast asleep.
Forget about it.

Well, I'm sorry, mate.

Are you happy, Veronica?

I'm at University. I'm doing
what I always dreamt of doing.

But there's this gap.
There's always this hole.

Well, maybe it's you that needs to
let go of her, not the other way round.

Do you think so?

Maybe she wants
to hear you say, "It's

okay, Mum, you don't
have to worry about me.

"You're dead, but I'm here.

"I'm alive and I
don't blame you."

I'm here and I'm alive. Yeah.

Yeah.

Well then, tell her. Tell
her now. Go on, say it.

I'm alive, Mum.

No, louder than that,
'cause she can't hear you.

Mum, I'm alive!

Mum, I'm alive, I am alive!

- Better late than never.
- Great.

- How are you?
- I'm fine. I'm brilliant.

Seeing her again made you realise
what a load of old nonsense it is, really.

She made me realise
I have to move on.

To the place I want to be.
Never mind anyone else.

- She made a lot of sense, for a lunatic.
- Good. I'm glad.

BARBARA: This Alison
sounds interesting.

If you're interested in deluded,
disassociated hysterics.

Well, you are, aren't you?

- I'd make the most of her, if I were you.
- Is this wine corked?

What about one book about one
person? Finding out what makes her tick.

- Digging deep.
- Psychos and psychics. It's old ground.

It's the book you've
waited your whole academic

life to write. And it's
landed in your lap.

I'd better make tracks.
I've got an essay to read.

Think about it.

- Could be a match made in heaven.
- Yeah, or hell. You haven't met her.

Get off me.

- Great. I thought we said, "Wait up".
- She can microwave it for breakfast.

Do you think it gets to her?

- What?
- Us.

- Do you think we should cool it a little?
- Oh, no. No.

- Come on.
- "I really need an early night."

"Do you need an early night?"

(PHONE RINGING)

- Wait, wait, wait, let's run a bath.
- What?

I was being
romantic. Romantique.

What's this?

Oh, shit!

PHIL: Who's this,
mate? Get off the line.

Get off the... Robert no
mate, listen, it's Veronica.

- Phil? Phil, calm down. What's going on?
- I need to call an ambulance!

Oh, hell. She's bleeding again.

She's getting tachycardic.

Do you want me to stop?
Do you want me to stop?

That's it. She's into VF.

Alison? It's Robert Bridge.
What the hell did you say to her?

- Charge to 200.
- Charging.

Right. Hands off. Stand
back. Stand clear, please.

Clear.

- What have they said?
- She's still in surgery.

What the hell is she doing here?

DOCTOR: Stand clear. Clear.

Hallelujah, brothers. Back
in the land of the living.

Talk to me.

I didn't say anything to her.

I just tried to
help her move on.

I said, "Your mother's dead,
but you're alive, that's the point."

- Are you Veronica's family?
- No. She doesn't have any family.

I'm her University lecturer.
These are her friends.

Well, as you know,
when she came in

Veronica had already lost an
awful, tremendous lot of blood.

She's gonna pull through, yeah?

We obviously... with the shock
to the system, it was touch and go,

but Veronica died
a few minutes ago.

I'm really very sorry, but we really
did do everything we possibly could.

(JEN SOBBING)

She's here.

Veronica's mother's
standing right over there.

She's looking straight at me.

She's smiling.

And Veronica's by her side.

Bitch! You bloody bitch!
You don't care, do you?

You did this! You killed her!

You and your stupid bloody
ideas! You should get put away!

Get out of here!

ROBERT: It's death, always,

that punches out the God-shaped
hole in our modern lives.

If God is the father, then he's
not only abandoned his child,

he refuses to pay maintenance.

And like a lot of
errant fathers, he's

difficult to track down
in times of trouble.

ROBERT: I know it's late.
ALISON: I couldn't sleep, either.

(DOOR CLOSING)

- Do you want a drink?
- Yes, thanks.

Thank you.

You blame me, don't you?

I'm responsible, too.

I should have seen
it earlier. I didn't.

Her mother kept saying
that she was sorry.

But she wasn't sorry
for what she did. She

was sorry that she
didn't take her daughter.

Sometimes it's like
they're playing with us,

you know, it's like...

It's a bad, sick...

joke.

I just want it to stop.

I just want to be normal. I
want to lead a normal life.

But I'm not normal, am I?

My head of department thinks I
should write a book about you.

- What you do, the people you help.
- Try to.

She thinks I should
get out of my ivory

tower and experience
real life for a change.

And will it help me to get
rid of my demons? This book?

I hope so. Ultimately.

I'm not sure.

I thought you were sure
of everything, Robert.

I'll let you get some sleep.

Thank you, Robert.

Thank you for bothering to come.

And remember, what you're
looking for is not always what you find.

We'll see.

(DOOR CLOSING)

We'll see.

We'll see.

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