All language subtitles for The.Burning.Girls.S01E05.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH_[eng]

Do you ever
think that some places

are just rotten?
Black spots?

Please let me go.

You know,
bad stuff just keeps
happening.

I always knew you had a reason

for me coming here.

That's what I love best
about working for you.

Is that I get to help people
that really need me.

I will set things right.

Your life.

It's all built on the blood
of two little girls

named Abigail and Maggie.

If you tell anyone,

the whole fucking village
will turn on you.

Urgh.

Oh no. Oh no.

Oh no, oh,

I'm so sorry.

Oh no.

John,
are you okay?

I'd like to speak

to your father.
Is he home?

Dad.

Dad.

Mike, how are you?

I'm here about the vault.

I'm writing
an article about it.

Okay.

Your relatives are buried
there.

So, they weren't martyrs.
Did you know?

You don't want to do this.

No?

- No.
- Why is that?

Just don't.

One of your
ancestors was responsible

for the death of the two girls
burnt at the stake.

Two little girls dying
because of the Harpers.

Your family's entire fortune
is built on that.

Does it bother you?

Fuck off.

Oh, Clara.

Oh, hi Jack. Aaron's not well.

Nothing serious I hope?

I don't think so.
CLARA RUSHTON:

He woke up with a sore
throat this morning.

Are you nervous?
CLARA RUSHTON:

No.

Everyone's curious about

who you are.
I expect it to be a full
house.

I'm looking forward to it.

Is it true?

Yes.
Of course it's fucking true.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't believe
anyone really cares

what your ancestors
got up to 500 years ago.

It's what you do now
that matters.

You've given to that church
your whole life.

People know
how valuable you are.

They won't be
getting another penny.

That church
is gonna be destroyed.

Well, I think
that would be a mistake.

It would be letting them win.

Mm, what do you know?

You're not even from here.

So, just shut
your fucking mouth.

Morning Joan.

Morning Reverend Rushton.

Welcome.

I'm glad to see
so many of you here today.

Um, some of you I've met
already and some of you I
haven't.

Anyway,
I'm Reverend Jack Brooks

and I'm really looking forward
to getting to know you all.

My sermon today
is about honesty,

not only to God,
but to each other.

Before I start, why don't we
have a little sing song?

Please stand
for hymn number 197.

I'm so sorry to interrupt.

So sorry.
Um, forgive me.

There's something that I,
I need to say.

Um, I've always been
committed to this chapel.

It's been good to me
and I've happily given back

what I could when I could.

And yet in—in tomorrow's
Gazette there's gonna be a
story

printed about my ancestors
saying that they weren't
martyrs

and that they're buried
underneath the, the church.

Um, I'm afraid it's,
it's, it's true.

There's been a,

a 500 year old lie.

And yesterday
I discovered the truth.

I can't tell you how
devastated I—I or the whole
family are.

My ancestor, James Harper,

apparently betrayed
the two young martyrs,

Abigail and—and Maggie,

and bought the land
that I now own with the,

with the payment
that he received.

But, you know,
that's history.

And it's what happens
now that matters.

I, I, I, I can't regret what
I, what I, what I didn't know,

but if I could, I would.
And I would ask for
forgiveness.

And God says that
if we re—regret our actions

we will be forgiven.

Isn't that right,
Reverend Brooks?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Well, thank you for, um, uh,
uh,

allowing me to unburden
myself. Thank you.

Thank you, Mr Harper

for sharing that with us all.

It couldn't have been easy.
Let us pray.

Hello. How lovely to see you.

Congratulations

on your first sermon.

Thank you.

It's been a bit turbulent,

to say the least,
but this is a new start.

We're going to be fine.

We're a close-knit,
loving community.

Good morning.
Thank you so much for coming.

That was so brave of you.

Well, um, thank you.

Well done. Well done.

That hurt man,
can't have been easy.

Well, it's, uh, unavoidable.

Liar.

I mean—

You're a liar.

You knew about the vault.

You knew your wealth
was built on a lie.

I dare say you knew
about Benjamin Grady too.

What are
you talking about Mrs Hartman?

Reverend Fletcher found out

your family's secret
and you killed him.

I understand
that you are upset and,

and I know how much
Reverend Fletcher's friendship

meant to you.

Murderer.

Joan,
that's a very grave
accusation.

Please, Mrs Hartman, don't,

don't do this to yourself.

He thinks he can
get away with this

by buying us all off.

Joan, let's just
go for a cup of tea.

Yeah?
Come on.

He killed Reverend Fletcher.

I'm sure I'm right.

You okay, Joan? Yeah?

Oh, you must see

there's something rotten here.
And it has been very long
time.

Come on. Come with me.

Rise and shine dear.

Pauline.

Is Joy here?

No.

She's gone. Look.

Did she go with Merry?

Merry's ill. She's in bed.

I have to talk—

She's sleeping.

Please. Wake her up.

She must know something.

She needs her rest.

I'll ask her later.

Is she really here?

You think I'm a liar?

Please, phone
me when you've talked to her.

I will. And I'll pray for you.

There will be more joy in
heaven over one sinner who
repents

than over 99 righteous persons
who need no repentance.

You have no
idea where she might have gone
or,

or who with?

Sorry. No.

What about her friend Merry?

My first
thought that it was her,

but she's home sick

Untie me. Please untie me.

But mum—

I really, really need your
help.

Jacob, I need you.
Please, please. No.

Joy's a teenage girl, Pauline.

Sometimes they overreact.

- I
- need to confess.

When I was seven years old,

I woke up to hear my father
returning to the house

and it was the middle
of the night.

I sneaked downstairs and he
was standing in the kitchen.

He had taken off his clothes
and there was blood on them.

He was stuffing them
into the washing machine.

It was the first time
I'd ever seen my father cry.

I never asked him about it.
I was devoted to him.

I've been devoted to the
church my whole life.

And now—is my father
a murderer?

Why would you say that?

They found my father's DNA

on both the coffin
and on Grady's body.

Aaron, that—that doesn't prove

that he murdered him.

They won't prosecute him.

He's too ill.
He will evade earthly justice.

Aaron.
Aaron.

If indeed your father
has sinned,

he would have prayed
for forgiveness.

And God forgives those
who ask for redemption.

The Bible says
murderers cannot be forgiven.

If we say we have no sin,
we deceive ourselves.

And the truth is not in us.

That's why bad things
happen to me.

It is about the sins
of my father.

And my sins.

I have ignored
the words of the Lord.

I loved him. I loved him.
Matthew.

Love is never a sin.

God accepts all kinds of love.

Then why has he abandoned me?

God hasn't abandoned you.

It was the traditional feast

out in the meadow

to commemorate
the burning girls.

I was waiting for Matthew,
but he didn't come.

I thought work
must have kept him.

So, I walked back to the
chapel and he was hanging
there.

He had wet himself.

I ran up to him
and I tried to grab his legs.

I tried to pull him up.
But it was too late.

I've got nothing left.

Aaron. Sh-sh-sh.

Aaron.
I know how you feel.

There have been times
in my life

when I felt as though
God has abandoned me.

As if I was being tested.

And then just when I was
about to give up,

he showed me the right path.

And, you know,
sometimes it can feel

as if God isn't listening
and he isn't there.

But he is. God is everywhere.
He's all around us.

You see, you just
have to be patient.

Keep listening
because I promise you,

God has not abandoned
you, Aaron.

I promise.

It's okay.
God bless you.

Um, I'm gonna go
to the youth club

in Henfield tonight.

If we're gonna stay here,
might as well make the most of
it.

In this shit together, right?

Who are you going with?

Wrigley.

How are you getting there?

Bus.

I'll give you a lift back.

No, we'll get the last bus
back.

I'll meet you at the bus stop.

Please, mum. It's fine.

Wrigley's gonna walk me home.
No big deal.

I said
I'll meet you at the bus stop.

Okay.

Ah.

Shit.

Yeah.

You look nice.

Oh, thank you.

What am I gonna do here
tonight

without you, eh?

Oh, I don't know.
Um, have a bath?

What?
In the darkroom?

Mm.
Well, in that case,

maybe you can just drink
some wine and relax.

Yeah. I'll just
relax and drink some wine.

I've got to go.

What about your dinner?

Oh, I'll just,

I'll just grab something
in Henfield.

Alright.

Thank you, mum.

I love you.

I love you too.

Be good.

Okay. I will.
I'll see you later.

Have fun.

Will do.

The time is 7 PM.

Police are looking
for a man in connection

with the murder of a vicar at
St Anne's Church in
Nottingham.

Reverend Philip Bradley's
semi-naked body

was found in the ground
of the church

shortly after midnight
on Saturday.

The suspect, a white male
of medium build,

was last seen boarding
a train to London

wearing vicar's attire.

Police are warning
the general public

to be extra vigilant.

St Anne's was previously

at the centre
of a controversy

when an eight year old girl
was found murdered on its
altar.

The cases are not
thought to be linked.

Wrigley?

Wow.

What romantic teen shit
have you been watching?

Glad to see you're impressed.

No, I do. I like it.

It's just a bit—

Too much?

Yeah, just a little bit.

I mean, nobody's ever burned a
house down for me before
though, so...

Too soon?

Cheers.

Cheers.

Urh.

I don't understand
why anyone drinks that stuff.

To get drunk usually. Oh.

Oh shit. It's okay, it's fine.

No, uh, it's not.

I—I—I wanted this
to be perfect.

It is.

What was that? Somebody there.

A ghost?

No, stop it. I heard
something.

I will go and check.

Just in case.

Wait. Wrigley,
I'm gonna come with you.

Wrigley?

No, no!

Flo, I'm over here!

Wrigley! Please just let us
go!

Say
goodbye to your boyfriend.

Please!
What the fuck are you doing?

Flo.
There are some bones down
here.

Wrigley!

One down. One to go.

What the fuck?

Shit.

Hello there.

Tom?

Tom, run, run!

Aargh! Argh!

Please.

Sh, sh, sh.

Wrigley?

Flo, Flo,
get me out.

Wrigley.

Flo,
over here.

Get me out of here.

Oh my God. Wrigley are you
hurt?

What the fuck!
What the fuck! Oh!

Sorry, you can't come through.

No, no, I have—my name's

Reverend Brooks.

I had a phone call
from, uh, DS Jackson.

I'm—I'm here
for my daughter Flo.

In that case,

if you just want
to go down there.

Thank you. Thank you.

What
the fuck, Flo?

- Mum!
- Oh my darling.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay. Sh-sh-sh-sh.

Mum, I'm so sorry.

You're alright, okay.

- You're alright.
- I'm sorry.

You're safe.

And that's the only thing
that matters. Okay.

They put bags over our heads.

Who did?

Ro—Rosie Harper
and her cousin, they put—

Well, well
have you told the police?

Yes, I've told them
everything.

But mum, they pushed
Wrigley down the well.

- What?
- Yeah.

Is he okay?

Yes, he's fine. He's bruised.

But I mean,
he said he found a body.

What?

I was reaching
down to look at him

and then he was said he—

DS JACKSON
Reverend Brooks?

DS Jackson.

Yeah. We, we met before.

We did.
You can take Flo home now.

Flo said that—
that they found a body.

Your daughter's boyfriend

found a skull in the well.

DS Jackson, come in.

We'll be in touch.

I've got to go
and pay my respects, okay.

I need you to stay here
and keep warm.

Excuse me. Could you keep an
eye on my daughter please?

Just for two more minutes?
Thank you.

I'll be right back. Okay?

I just want to pay my
respects.

You can't be back here.

Okay.

I know
what you think of Wrigley,

but it wasn't his fault.

Well, it's never
his fault, is it?

Oh, mum, can you
just not be mad at him?

The police
officer said he was your
boyfriend.

Is he?

I don't know. Think so.

There was this man.

What man?

At the house.

I didn't see him, but he,
he scared off Rosie and Tom.

And did you tell the police?

Yeah, they said he was

probably just someone
sleeping rough.

There, there was this weird
guy hanging around the place

when I was on my way there.
It could have been him.

And do you know
what he looks like?

Yeah. Like a tramp.

He came like proper
close to my face

after Rosie and Tom were gone.
I think he sniffed my hair.

I don't want you
going back to that place.

It's, it's dangerous. Okay?

Okay. Yeah.
I promise. I'm really sorry.

Do you think
those bodies in the well

are those missing girls?

Well, it would
make sense, wouldn't it?

Mm.

It isn't his fault.

Reverend Brooks,

I know you're in there!
Come on!

I'm coming!

You never
fucking give up do you?

Okay, come
through, come through.

Your daughter
accused Rosie of,

of assaulting her.

Well, that's because—

and don't you shout at me.

That is because her
and her cousin

tried to kill them last night.

No, Rosie was at home all,

all night.
Like I told the police.

Well, there's nothing

you won't lie about is there?

I mean, I know it must be hard
for you to see her flaws,

but your daughter
is seriously disturbed.

If anyone
is seriously disturbed,

it's your daughter's
boyfriend.

What, Wrigley?

Yeah.

Do you know that psycho
nearly killed a girl

when he tried to burn down
his last school?

Stop accusing Rosie.
She'll always have an alibi.

You wrote an article

about a year ago

about a fire at a school
in Tunbridge Wells.

Yeah. Why

Was it Wrigley?

Hm.

Do you know why you did it?

Because a girl dumped him.

And was that
the girl that almost died?

Yes.

Do you think he knew

that she was
still in the school?

No. He said he didn't

He's Flo's boyfriend now.

Oh, look, he's
not a bad kid, Jack.

Yeah.

But every time they're
together something bad
happens, you know?

Well, he had a tough
childhood.

His dad died when he was nine.
His mom couldn't cope.

He ended up moving in
with his Aunt, Saffron Winter.

The author?

Yeah.

Well, he said to me

that his mom was away.

Listen, I need to go
and see her.

Would—would you stay here
with Flo for a while?

Yeah. No problem.

Not a word of this, though.

Thank you.

Hello, Miss Winter.

Hello, Miss Winter.

Hello?

Hello?

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