All language subtitles for Afterlife s02e01 Roadside Bouquets.eng

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(ENGINE HISSING)

- (ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
- (MUSIC STOPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

DARREN: Okay, don't panic.

We're all okay.

- We're all alive.
- LIAM: Sash?

- I told you you were going too...
- Shut up. Where's Sash?

Oh, shit.

Shit! Shit!

DARREN: Any of
you know first aid?

Well, how do we know
if she's breathing or not?

TESSA: For God's sake!

LIAM: Wake her up. Wake her up!

She's gotta wake up.

This isn't possible.
This isn't happening.

I couldn't help it. There
was nothing I could do.

And the five pints of cider
had nothing to do with it?

Oh, thanks! Like the
rest of you were sober.

LIAM: The rest of
us weren't driving.

TESSA: We all decided
we were all pissed.

The only one not pissed was her.

You know what this means.
It's over, that's it. I'm dead meat.

Prison...

The papers...

Manslaughter...

- They'll lock me up and...
- LIAM: They'll lock us all up.

- We're all responsible.
- Shut up!

Stop it!

Okay.

- There is a way out of this.
- (WHIMPERING)

(ALL PANTING)

LIAM: She was young.

She hadn't even passed her
test. That makes it a tragedy, right?

Not a crime, right?

(LIAM WHIMPERING)

ALISON: (IN BOY'S
VOICE) If you're sad, Daddy,

is it because you
don't love me anymore?

ROBERT: I love you.

I love you more than anything.

ALISON: (IN BOY'S VOICE)
Then, can I go now, Daddy?

Yes.

ALISON: (IN BOY'S
VOICE) It's a bit scary.

I want the nice lady to take me.

- Robert?
- She's holding my hand.

(KNOCKING)

She's going to come
with me and stay with me.

ROBERT: No, no, don't...
Don't go there! Alison!

- WOMAN: No!
- (SCREAMING ON TV)

- (PAUSES RECORDING)
- Robert,

feeling something was
real doesn't mean it was real.

Isn't that exactly what you've
been telling your students for years?

I heard my son's words exactly the
way he says them, what does that mean?

It was in her head?

It was some kind of
wish-fulfillment on my part?

Or was his spirit actually
there in the room?

ALISON: (IN BOY'S VOICE)
It was just for a second.

I just bent down to
pick up my Stegosaurus.

How could she know that?

How could she
possibly know that?

Are you sure you
didn't mention it?

She probably saw it in your houseboat.
She was fishing. You know how it works.

Barbara, she was in a coma for
27 days. You can't fake a coma.

She's not a charlatan.

ROBERT: No, don't...
Don't go there! Alison!

(MOANING)

- (SCREAMING)
- ROBERT: What is she?

(TRAIN RATTLING)

WOMAN: Alison,
love, you're late.

We thought you'd
trouble getting here.

Come in.

Come in, love,
we've been waiting.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Do you remember anything
from while you were in the coma?

Do you remember
anything before the coma?

At the séance?

Something that
might explain why...

Josh passed over, Robert.

He's at peace.

Josh passed over
but I came back.

How did you come back? Why?

- Don't know.
- Well, you must think there's a reason.

Why does there
have to be a reason?

I'm alive. I don't ask why.

(SIGHS)

The doctors said that
you came every day.

No one else would've
done that for me.

I'm grateful, I really am.

But I can't give you
answers that I don't have.

So where does that leave us?

What about the book I'm
supposed to be writing about you?

Do you still wanna
continue with that?

Um...

I don't know.

Robert, you've got to move on.

You've got things to do.

You can be happy.

Back to the hallowed
halls of learning.

Back to breed a new
bunch of disbelievers.

They need to meet
someone like you, seriously.

One skeptic's enough.

I'm not sure I could handle
a whole room full of them.

They're just like me.

They just need to understand.

VICAR: (READING) "...they
flourish like a flower of the field,

"and the wind goes
over it, and it is gone,

"and its place will
know it no more."

As we think of Sasha, the Lord
is full of compassion and mercy,

slow to anger...

Nobody called her
Sasha, it was Sash.

The vicar didn't know her.

What does he know?

VICAR: "commit her
body to the ground.

"Earth to earth. Ashes
to ashes. Dust to dust.

"In sure and certain hope of
the resurrection to eternal life,

"through our Lord Jesus Christ."

DARREN: I'm getting out of
here. I can't handle this shit.

VICAR: "that they be
transformed to His glorious body.

"Who died, was buried,
and rose again for us.

"To Him, be glory
forever. Amen."

WOMAN: When did
you first see spirits?

When I was a child. And it
didn't make me very happy.

And it still doesn't, but I know
that they're always gonna be there,

so I've just got to
learn to deal with it.

TARIQ: So, uh...
(CLEARING THROAT)

What does this, uh,
this next life look like?

I mean, do they...
Do they tell you?

Well, I...

I get cries for help.

They don't tell me that
they're sitting in fields of flowers

- or on billowing clouds, or...
- (STUDENTS LAUGHING)

Um, but I...

I think, maybe, you go back to a
place that you once knew, but that's...

That's just my opinion.

Would you say this is an ability
in all of us to different degrees?

Maybe some people only
sense it once in a lifetime.

A shiver... Déjà vu...

They seem to be drawn
to me like a magnet.

- (ALL LAUGHING)
- Does that make you feel extra special?

No.

Do you wanna know about my life?

Well, I'll tell you
about my life.

Do you know the
A37 south of Bristol,

there's a lay-by there with a
greasy spoon vendor thing.

I was on a bus this morning
and, um, was driving past there

and there was this girl
on the side of the road,

she had a green fluorescent
tube thing round her neck

and there was blood
pouring from her forehead.

And when I looked back,

she wasn't there.

There was a shrine
covered in flowers.

And I know that she wants something
from me, but I don't know what.

I can't walk away from
that. I wish I could, but I can't.

Okay, I'd like to thank Alison
for coming in to talk to us today.

I think we need... I think
we need to accommodate

different points of
view into our thinking.

And if we can't, why not,
what does that say about us?

Think about your field
project. You know the deadline.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

LIAM: What if they do find out,
Darren? DARREN: What, like CSI?

Do me a favor, they bought it.

- What if they didn't?
- Listen, berk, we'll be fine

just so long as neither of you
two shitheads has a wobbler

- and starts mouthing off.
- As if nothing happened?

- Yeah, terrific.
- She was your girlfriend, mate.

Yeah, and she's dead.

Look, we can't turn back the clocks,
we better get used to it. She's dead.

- I mean, boo-hoo, etcetera. But...
- I'm going home.

Liam!

Did he love her? Even like her?

Liam, don't listen to
him, he's all screwed up.

He took this harder than both
of us under all that bollocks.

- Yeah, he's got a good way of hiding it.
- Well, you know Darren.

Yeah.

I'm going home, are you coming?

Take care, okay, Liam?

Excuse me, mate.

Excuse me!

(PANTING)

(LIAM WHIMPERING)

Hello. Are you okay?

Were you her boyfriend?

No, just a mate.

You must have been very close.

She was driving us home
and the car went out of control.

- You knew her, right?
- What's your name?

Liam. I've gotta go.

Liam, wait a minute. You must know
this. I've got to tell you something.

- Who are you?
- Sometimes I see things.

People.

People who've died.

Shut up.

Liam, don't run away. You
said that she was your friend.

Shut up! Shut up! Shut
up! Shut up! Shut up!

JEMIMA: It's dark. You're tired.

You've been driving five
hours. Blink ratio down.

You may have taken artificial
stimulants such as coffee.

Or motion sickness tablets
containing scopolamine,

which, in large doses, can produce
disorientation, greater suggestibility,

and hallucinations.

So, what do you see?

Phantom hitchhiker?

Or just a tree?

TARIQ: A sleep-deprived West Point
cadet was driving a tank at boot camp.

Now, the tank ended up in a ditch
because he saw a herd of buffalos

- charging towards him.
- (ALL LAUGHING)

In summary, driving,
something we all do all the time,

can create a low level hypnotic
state without us realizing it.

Proving that our eyes don't tell
us what we see, our brain does.

And when it comes to it, we
all are a gnat's testicle away

- from being gullible idiots.
- (ALL LAUGHING)

Which proves what, if anything?

All suggestible states con
us with untruths? Since when?

Lots of substances expand
consciousness. Are they all lying?

Is this all there is?

- What if that's the bullshit?
- Yeah? Unlikely.

People fool
themselves. End of story.

What, so all ghosts
are optical illusions?

Bereaved people are morons?

You've lost someone.

You see them, or hear
them unmistakably, 100%.

You think you can
explain that away, do you?

Gullibility is page one,
paragraph one, Jemima.

If you haven't come further than
that, you may as well go home.

Read, listen, give me
statistics. And you know what?

Do some work by
next time, please.

BARBARA: What
was all that about?

You aren't employed
to victimize students.

No, I'm employed to
educate. To enlighten.

Or am I only able to do that
when it conforms to the orthodoxy

- that comes from...
- Robert, calm down.

- What is this? Censorship?
- Don't be ridiculous!

Robert, what's going on
with you? You're a mess!

Your office is a mess. You're
teaching's all over the place.

Well, thanks for that
vote of confidence.

- I'm worried about you.
- Well, don't be.

Do you want to take time off?

- No.
- Do you want to talk about it?

No!

(SEAGULLS SCREECHING)

- (TYPING)
- ROBERT: I know this scientist,

a physicist,

who says, in half an hour, he could
persuade me this table doesn't exist.

He says the universe is mostly
energy and hardly any actual stuff at all.

So where are we heading?

Might it be true that both, spirits
and reality are constructs of the mind?

In which case, spirits are just as real
or non-real, as the world around us.

Are we just waiting
for science to catch up

with what some people
experience and the rest of us deny?

(VEHICLE PASSING BY)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

A vision of knackeredness.

You say the nicest things.

Well, I bet you're
awash with flattery.

I thought you'd
appreciate a bit of honesty.

- How are you?
- I'm great. Really good.

Yeah, I thought flowers might
be surplus to requirement.

If you say so.

- Knackered but radiant.
- Stop digging, Robert.

(BABY COOING)

His name's Morgan.

As in Freeman, or as in rum?

(CHUCKLES) As in
my mum's maiden name.

Yeah, I know.

We all look so alike to
start off with, don't we?

Then life sets us off on
these paths of difference.

Uh, what time's Clive
back? I better make tracks.

- You don't have to.
- No, I must.

Barbara's breathing
down my neck and...

Thanks for coming. It
was good to see you.

And good for you to see us.

Yeah.

A new beginning, Jude.

All right there, my love?

You want a lift in to town?

Yeah, I will, actually.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Not being funny,

but a girl alone on
the side of the road,

usually means money changing
hands, fishnet stocking brigade.

Thanks a lot.

Well, you never know.
My luck could be in.

I was, uh, waiting for someone
but they didn't show up.

I didn't think how I
was gonna get home.

Ah, well, that's what
your right thumb's for, eh?

Not that I'd recommend it.

I know they all
do it these days.

You don't know who's
out there, though, do you?

Young girls with their
bellybuttons on display.

Suppose you don't think of
the danger when you're young.

When you're young you
think you're immortal, eh?

Yeah, you do.

(FRANTICALLY) I know. I know
it's crazy. But it freaked me out.

Just because it freaked
you out doesn't mean it's real.

I saw her standing there with... With
the blood on her head, everything!

Just like she was before
we put her back in the car.

Will you keep your voice down?

- If you're gonna flip out...
- Well, our friend... My friend...

My friend who's dead... I'm
supposed to, like, shrug it off?

No problem. I saw her
standing there, going like this.

Like she wanted...
Like she was trying to...

Like she was trying
to tell us something.

(SOBBING) What does...
What does she want?

You know, it's okay.

It's a bad time.

It's a bad time for all of us.

We have to be strong
for each other, right?

- Right?
- Yeah...

We weren't wrong, Liam.

It wasn't wrong.

The dead can't hurt us.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- It's probably Darren.
- (RINGING CONTINUES)

What, it's not Darren?

No.

I told you. I told
you. Answer it.

- You answer it.
- She's trying to get through to you.

Now, answer it.

Answer it!

- (WHIMPERING)
- (MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

- DARREN: Give it back, Sash.
- (SASH LAUGHING)

- SASH: Stop it!
- (TESSA WHIMPERING)

- (SASH SCREAMING)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

- (MUSIC CONTINUES)
- (CAR CRASHING)

TESSA: Darren, she
knows what we did to her.

How could she know?

You've been taking too many
pills and spliffs, that's your trouble.

I haven't taken anything.
Not since the crash.

I wish I could. I wish I could
swill down a whole bottle

and sleep for once.

I don't know where
I am half the time.

You're cracking up, both of
you. Pull yourself together.

- He saw her!
- Yeah?

Thanks to too many zombie
films and the brain of a 12-year-old.

What am I doing
listening to this?

LIAM: You're part of it,
Darren. You can't walk away.

This woman, Alison, left her name
and address next to the flowers.

Lives in Southville.

TESSA: What if Sash
does want to contact us?

We can't ignore her.

Wanna bet?

What if she wants to
contact you, Darren?

What if she comes to you
in the middle of the night?

I am not going to
see some loony tune.

We have to find another
way, then, aren't we?

Alison.

I want you to know you're right.

I have to move on.

Josh is dead and gone.

But I don't know what to believe
now. I... I don't know what to think.

I know, it's... It's hard.

It's just I don't think
I can leave this, uh...

I don't... I don't
think I can stop.

Well, I'm, erm...

I'm going back to that lay-by
to see if I can contact that girl.

You can give me
a lift, if you like.

Save me a cab fare.

Don't worry, sir, I'm not
trying to sell anything, I, er...

I wondered if you
could fill this in for us.

It's part of a
psychology project.

Anything, uh, spooky happened to
you? Any phantoms in the headlights?

Just fill in the answers

and send it back to the
university, envelope attached.

Thanks a lot.

ALISON: Something's
not right. It's... It's not right.

ROBERT: What's not right?

ALISON: Well, I met one of her
friends. He was all over the place.

ROBERT: What,
more than just grief?

ALISON: Grief doesn't
make someone that terrified.

Wait a minute. I
need to deal with this.

TARIQ: Pleasure. Take care.

Hey, Robert. What're
you doing here?

What the hell do you
think you're playing at?

- It's the research project.
- Yeah, yeah, I can see that.

- But why did you come here?
- Why not?

Look over there. Didn't
you see the flowers?

- Somebody died here.
- Exactly.

That's why we chose it. It's
where... It's where she saw a ghost.

Go home, Tariq.

Look, what's the big deal?
What're you getting so uptight about?

I mean, you're the one who's always
telling us to analyze these fakers

- and bullshit merchants.
- This is wrong.

Why are you here,
then? With her.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)
Just go home, Tariq, all right?

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

How do you do this shit?

It's not complicated.
We just ask it questions.

What if your folks come home?

They won't.
They're both at work.

They won't be back till 6:00.

Look, I'm sorry
it didn't work out.

Well, sometimes they're too
frightened to tell you what's going on.

You've just gotta be patient.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- Hello?
- TARIQ: Robert...

You better get back here now.
This is... This is really weird.

- (LINE DISCONNECTS)
- Tariq?

LIAM: Is there a
spirit in this house?

- You're pushing it.
- Nobody's pushing it. Shut up.

TESSA: "Yes."

LIAM: Is this spirit
known to one of us?

To all of us?

(WHIMPERS)

What... What's
this spirit's name?

(WHIMPERING)

(LIAM SHUDDERING)

Sash, it's us. It's
okay. It's your friends.

Darren, Tessa, Liam.

Do you have a message for us?

"U..."

"R..."

"You are..."

"N..."

"O..."

"You are..."

(STUTTERING) One of
you is mucking around.

- One of you is pushing it. Liam.
- I'm not, I swear.

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

(VEHICLE HONKING)

Tariq?

Jemima?

(LINE RINGING)

(OVER VOICEMAIL) This
is Tariq. Leave a message.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- Tariq?
- TARIQ: (WHISPERING) She's here.

Can you see her?

- Can you see her?
- Shit.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CAMERA CLICKING)

You've been framed, matey.

(TARIQ LAUGHS)

You see what you expect to see.

Our eyes don't tell us
what to see, our brain does.

You think you've
proved something?

You haven't proved
anything. This isn't proof.

For proof, you need experiments.
Controlled experiments.

You need to be
objective. Sensitive.

Not rig up some Halloween stunt
that would embarrass a 13-year-old.

Now, get out of here, both
of you! Get out of my sight!

Hi.

We need your help to
get in touch with Sash.

What is it that you think
she needs to tell you?

Or is it something that
you need to tell her?

I just don't want you to bunch
me together with them, that's all.

They're inexperienced.

- They're...
- I don't care, Robert.

They're totally
different from me.

Look...

I know something valuable is
going on with people like you.

And the key is in the
crux of your condition.

Condition?

Whatever you wanna
call it. Er, I'm sorry.

Are you... Are you trying to tell
me that you're on my side now?

Yes.

I'm sorry, Robert. You're gonna have
to give me a bit more time on this one.

I... I've gotta go out now.

Okay.

Okay, I'll see you soon. Bye.

Liam.

Please tell your friends we've got
to meet at the crash scene tonight.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Robert, can I speak
to you a minute?

Honestly, Barb, can't
it wait until tomorrow?

No, it can't, really.

Yes, how can I help?

(ENGINE HISSING)

(WHIMPERING)

(SOBBING)

Darren?

Help! Help!

(SCREAMING)

Darren.

Darren.

Darren. (WHIMPERING)

What do you think it felt like?

It felt like a
kick in the teeth.

- 'Course it did.
- Having this thing shoved into my face.

And on the same stretch of
road my daughter was killed.

I know. It was insensitive.
I... I can't say enough.

I am really sorry. I
accept total responsibility.

(SCOFFS) I mean, what
do you teach these people?

It isn't all about ticks in boxes
and statistics for us, you know.

This is our lives!

I do understand
your pain, Mr. Durrant.

When you lose someone very close
to you, your own flesh and blood...

It's, uh...

It's unacceptable.
I'm... I'm really sorry.

LIAM: Alison.

She wasn't driving was she?

Who was?

- I was.
- Shut up, Darren.

It wasn't just Darren's fault.

None of us stopped him.

I was well over the
limit but I said I was fine.

I was blasted.

I was an idiot.

I was scared shitless.

Your friend wasn't
killed in the car crash.

She was thrown from the
car, yes, but she was still alive.

She ran out onto the road
to flag down help, and...

She was hit full on by another car
that threw her back from the road and...

And that's what killed her.

What're you saying?

It was a hit-and-run?

So...

We weren't responsible
for her death after all?

Any of us?

TESSA: Oh, my God. LIAM:
"You are not responsible."

That's what she was trying to
spell out with the Ouija board.

That's why she
came back, isn't it?

I wish it was.

What do you mean?

I read in the newspaper that
the police found Sash's body

10 yards from where
the car crashed.

That's crazy. That...

That's stupid. We moved her.

We put her in the driving seat.

You were confused. You all
were. You still are, aren't you?

What's going on? If you
know something, tell us.

(GAGGING)

It must be difficult.
Have you, um...

Have you talked with the other
kids who were in the car? Her friends?

What are you talking about?

Just that they must
be having a hard time...

- What... What are you talking about?
- Adjusting...

I saw your photographs
in the newspaper.

I read your names.

Four teenagers side by side,
killed outright in a car crash.

Everything that you've experienced
since then has seemed real to you.

But for most people...

- (INAUDIBLE)
- You were simply gone.

That's why everything's
felt dreamlike and unreal.

You've been in
limbo since the crash

because you thought that it
was your fault that Sash died.

Your guilt has prevented
you from crossing over but...

It wasn't your fault.

Sash came back not
because she needed help

but because she wanted to help you.
But your denial kept blocking her out.

And that's what she was trying
to tell you via the Ouija board.

"You are not..."

"Alive."

Thank you.

(HONKING)

We can't keep on
meeting like this.

Oh, that's Kirsty, me youngest.

Doing biochemistry at Bath.

(CHUCKLES) Must have
got her brains from her mum.

Picked her up from
a twenty-first at Wells.

Couldn't have her
hanging round the streets

freezing her
dimples off, could I?

- KIRSTY: Dad, shut up!
- (MINI-CAB DRIVER LAUGHS)

ROBERT: Alison,
pick up the phone.

Please, Alison, pick up
the phone if you're there.

Alison, are you there?

(SIGHS) Alison?

(CLOCK TICKING)