All language subtitles for Truelove s01e04.eng

POLICE RADIO: Marion Crownshaw,
pathologist attending.

Hey. Hey.

What happened? Old lady,
they think it's a suicide.

But is she still...? No, they just
carted her off.

What about the husband?

Down at the station.
He was in bits, poor bloke.

Do you mind if I...?

She was a friend of a friend.
Oh, right.

OK, yeah, go ahead.

Hello. Something interesting?

Not really. You?

Well, suicides tend to be messy.
Not this one, very tidy.

Not just a note -
a folder with tabs,

what she took, when she took it,
where she got it.

When did she...pass?

Midnight, early hours, cold to the
touch when he got home at seven.

Anyway, very tidy.

In one way, I wish they were all
like this.

Ah, well, back to the slab.

RADIO: Rousseau said that we differ
from the animal kingdom

in use of language,

and our ability to learn it has been
held up traditionally

as our species' most remarkable
achievement, marking us apart...

Hiya.

..but in the 20th century, our ideas
about how language is formed

are being radically challenged.
To discuss how and why...

HE TURNS RADIO OFF

How was the film?
Yeah, it was good.

Well, fairly good.

How was bridge?

How many times did you watch it?

What?

You must think I'm an utter fool.

I don't know what you mean.

Please, don't.

What time did you get in?

I'm assuming you were with him.

Right, well, now we're getting
somewhere. It's not what you think.

Well, what is it, then?

What is this?

It's humiliating. Nigel...

Sneaking around like a teenager,

creeping in at 1am smelling
of whiskey and cigarettes and him.

You're far too old for all of that.

And so am I.

I think you...

..should leave.

You don't mean that. Yes, I do.

You don't. Yes, I bloody do!

I spent our whole marriage,

that's most of my life,
Phil, looking after you,

looking after us,
keeping things ticking over

so that you can run around
being brilliant,

and never complaining about
anything.

And I could have.

I could have done the same thing,
believe me, there was sympathy.

Nigel, I... But I didn't.

I was happy waiting,

waiting for this bit,
the good bit.

Window cleaners, car MOTs,
parents' evenings,

Brownies, flute club,

Kate's friends coming
for sleepovers.

People thought I was a widower,
Phil.

Oh, what do you want, Nigel?
A medal?

No, just a bit of respect.

I know this is hard.

Yeah, go ahead, carry on.

You got back at 7am?
And when did you leave the hotel?

Er, about 5am.

And why did you leave so early?

Well, I... I couldn't face
breakfast. Dinner was bad enough.

Pompous old windbags,
the lot of them.

And I wanted to get home,

to Marion.

It's OK, Mr Crownshaw,
take your time.

Did Marion give you any indication
that she might...?

No, of course not.

You're a doctor, aren't you?

Was.

Do you know how she got
hold of the drugs?

Did she ask for your help?

No. If I had known, I would have
told someone, got rid of them.

I mean, I had no idea they were in
the house.

What did she take?

She left a list,

but the post-mortem will tell us
for sure.

What? Really?
Do you have to do that?

Standard procedure.

I mean, carve her up, though?

They'll be minimally invasive.

Can't she be left in peace?
Hasn't she suffered enough?

OK, we'll wrap this up now.

We'll get you home.

How am I going to get home?
We'll get you a car.

This way, I'll take you home.

Come on.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

I only met Marion briefly.
She seemed lovely.

She was.

Must have come as a horrible shock.

It was. Well, it is.
Where's this bloody car?

Were you surprised she could do all
that? The drugs, the folder?

What is all this?

I've just answered all these
questions.

My wife has just died.

CAR APPROACHES

I'm very sorry.

Jump in the back there, sir.

Thank you.

DOORBELL RINGS

Can I come in?

So, Nigel thinks you were...?

Here, with you.

It was that, or tell him everything.

Have you slept?

Me neither.

I thought I had some coffee.

Tea's fine, anything. Mm.

I wasn't expecting anyone.
It's fine, Ken.

What will you do?

I don't know.

Hotel, Kate's, although I'm not sure
how that would go down,

I'm already public enemy number
one there.

Stay here.

You shouldn't be alone.

Really?

It's not much, there's a room and a
bed.

It's just for a few nights.

As long as you need, Phil.

Thanks for coming.

I think I'm going out of my mind
a bit.

It's all right, David,
it's all right. Is it? Yes.

They took me to the station
for questioning.

Then there's the post-mortem,
an autopsy.

It's routine, and they'll find it
all checks out.

That girl,
sniffing about the place.

Ayesha?

We were careful, you mustn't worry.

It was peaceful,
exactly how she wanted it.

Thank you, thank you.

I think I must be in shock.

Of course.
You need to let yourself grieve.

And don't worry about the police,
I'll take care of it.

What are you after?

Ice? Lemon?

Should be some ice here,
and lemon...

Hmm.

Er, here you go.

Do you want one? No, I'm OK.

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry.

PHONE KEEPS VIBRATING

It's Nigel.

Hmm.

Hi, Nigel.

I just heard about Marion.
I can't believe it.

First Tom and now this.

It's a terrible shock.

Are you all right? Where are you?

I'm fine, I'm, er, at a hotel.

I've booked a few nights.

Which one? Look, I'd better go,
Nigel.

I'll call you in the morning.

Yes, OK.

Night.

I'm sorry about that.

Mmm.

RADIO PLAYS IN BACKGROUND

PHONE RINGS

Uh.

Hi, Mum. Where are you?

Er, I'm just about to go
for dinner with some of the team.

Ah, that's nice, work friends,
where are you going?

Er, pizza, I think.

I hope you're not just eating junk,
Ayesha.

What is it, Mum?

The movers are coming next week,

and I won't have a lot of room for
your dad's stuff in the new flat.

Of course.

And we can go through his things,
his books. I thought Tuesday.

Tuesday I'm on night shift...
Wednesday, then?

Yeah, Wednesday could work.
Sorry, Mum, I have to go now.

Have fun with your friends.

RADIO: ..nature of creativity.

How does the brain
generate creative ideas

and what role does neuroaesthetics
play in this creative process?

Well, that's a very interesting
question...

I don't bother just cooking for one.

Jean cooks me fish pie, stew,
and I alternate.

When Kate was little

and we were both working,
we lived on Birds Eye and Findus.

I'll go to the shops tomorrow.

It's perfect, Ken.
It's good of you to have me.

Well, any port in a storm.

To Marion.

To Marion.

HE KNOCKS

Come in.

Towels.

Thank you.

Hey, Phil.

Mm-hmm?

I'm sorry about Nigel.

DOOR SHUTS

FOOTSTEPS PASS

RAIN PATTERS OUTSIDE

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Well, thank you for doing this,
in the circumstances.

I'm so sorry to hear about Marion.

Thank you.

How's everyone doing?

As well as can be expected.
David is very upset, of course.

Of course.

Not helped by you grilling him
outside the station.

Not great, that.

I talked him out of a complaint.

Isn't it strange, though?

Well, you saw Marion.

Wouldn't she have needed some help?

Well, come on, then, detective,
build your case.

OK.

Um, the medications, dosages,
the order of it, the precision -

David, he was the doctor.

And he's 100 miles away in
London.

Marion could be very determined.

Marion and Tom were brother
and sister.

The fact that they both ended this
way, it feels...

Tom's death was an accident,
that's just a matter of record.

Have you got any evidence, or is
this just a kite you're flying?

It was an instinct, a feeling.

And you always trust your instincts?

Like when you sent the team
to the wrong address, like that?

A bit of a shock for the old couple.

He had to go to hospital.

He made a full recovery,
and I sent flowers.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.

Clear data breach.

That was just a mistake.
And we all make them,

and we all deserve another chance.

Look, Ayesha, mentor to mentee,

just be careful.

Well...what's true love?

I'm sorry?

It was something Marion said
when I visited them.

Have you never heard the song?

You must. It's a classic.

CHILD: Happy birthday, Albert!

WOMAN:
Albert can open his presents later.

MAN: Wonderful day, thank you very
much.

Granny! Hello! Happy birthday.

Hello!

They're highly adept at camouflage,
that means they're hard to see.

And the males carry
the eggs during pregnancy

and give birth to the young.
Urgh!

Come on,
there's plenty more to see.

Go on. Don't run.

I mean, I genuinely don't know what
to say.

Well, if you can't say anything
nice, don't say anything at all.

Don't say anything at all, yeah,

that would suit you nicely, wouldn't
it?

We know where you're staying.
"A hotel".

It seemed the kindest thing.

Kind? A bit late for that,
isn't it? I mean, look at him.

He threw me out.

Yeah, it was out of pride,
he'd have you back in an instant.

Unless it's what, love, suddenly?

I don't know, Kate.

Coming from a woman who's never been
capable of love her entire life.

I can't make them come out, Albert.

They're seahorses, they do
what they like.

Come out, come out, wherever you
are.

Oh, Jean. I did knock.

It's an invitation
to the christening.

Samuel asked me to drop it in.
Mm.

Dahlia Alana Holding.

Dahlia, it's pretty.

It's beautiful, Kenneth.
She's beautiful.

Look, you are coming? They all want
you to come. Jean, please.

Kenneth? Mm?

What are you doing?

Jean, I'm - clean - ing -
my - house.

You know what I'm talking about.

It hurts me to see you like this.

I mean, she brings you nothing
but...but pain.

It's been 50 years.
She married someone else.

It's pure foolishness.

Then it's my foolishness!

I'll leave this here. Mm-hmm.

DOOR SHUTS

While I give to you

And you give to me

True love

True love...

Roberts? Yeah?

How'd you get on with that sudden
death? Marion Crownshaw?

Oh, it's all done, toxicology
came back and confirmed suicide.

Is that it? What do you mean?

Nothing.

OK.

You need a hand? I'm fine.

Coffee, tonic, shower gel.

While you were out... Bugger.

What? Lemons. It's the one thing I
went out for. Mind's like a sieve.

David called, the results came back.

It's as we expected,
all done and dusted,

we can lay her to rest.

SHE SOBS

Shh.

I'm sorry.

It's OK, it's OK.

It's just this bloody day.

I know, I know.

It's OK. Come on, come on.

You coming to the pub?

No, I've got a few things
to finish.

I'm buying, no excuses.

First Tom Richards on his boat,
then Marion Crownshaw,

brother and sister,
just months apart.

Do you want another one?

Er, no, I'm fine, thanks.

Have you eaten?

And Dennis Wilkins,
he was a friend of theirs,

died just last year.
One accident, one suicide,

well, and who knows what happened
to Dennis.

So, what are you saying?

I'm saying it feels like
a bit of a coincidence.

Look, in the nicest possible way,

are you getting a bit obsessed
with this?

You didn't see Marion, OK?

There's no way she could have
planned all this, done it herself.

What about the husband?

I think he's in on it.
What do you think?

I think that we should go and have
half-price bang bang prawns.

For fuck's sake, Daniel. What if
they're helping each other to die?

So what if they are?

Assisted suicide, it's a crime.

But should it be?

If someone's old or ill,
they're gonna die soon anyway.

And...where do you draw the line?

What, who gets to choose?

Look, all I'm saying is...
No, no, tell me, Daniel.

Old people, you're writing off.
Who else?

Vulnerable people,
people with disabilities?

No, stop putting words in my mouth.

Maybe people you just don't like
the look of.

Come on, Ayesh, I'm not saying that,

I'm saying if THEY want to,
with their consent.

How do you know they've given
their consent?

What about the people they've
left behind?

Where are you going?
Oh, it's only old people, isn't it?

Who gives a shit?

Night, Daniel.

This is good, Phil.

What happened to your marriage?

It was a long time ago.
Oh, come on.

I've just set mine on fire,
who's judging?

I behaved badly.

I wasn't good to be around.

A job like yours,
it can't have been easy.

You come back from deployment,
you're wired, you know?

Then home, family life.

I couldn't.

I wasn't good at it.

I missed the buzz,

the danger.

I'm ashamed to say that I went
looking for it outside my marriage.

You were young.

I told myself it was mutual,

that we both married
the wrong person.

As it turned out, she didn't feel
like that.

What you saw in your line
of work, what you had to do,

it might have done some damage.

Nah. I was an asshole,
Phil, that's all.

So, what are you wearing,
for the christening?

Oh, no, not you too. I'm not going.

I saw the invite in the kitchen,
they want you there.

The invite came from Jean. Your son
invites you.

Yeah, I haven't seen him since he
was 17.

He's 30 years...something now,
he's managed fine without me.

Your granddaughter's getting
christened,

don't you want to be there?

It's too late.

You don't think you deserve
another chance?

No.

I thought I'd get myself
something new.

All my good things are for funerals.

I can't wear black to a christening,

assuming you wanted me to come
with you.

MUSIC: Watch Me by Labi Siffre

Watch me when you call my name

See me sparkle, see me flame

Singing a song, playing a game

Oh, I'm so glad you came

Watch me when you look my way

See me smiling,
be my night and day...

And we must be born again,
water and the spirit.

Dahlia Alana Holding,

I baptise you in the name of the
Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

BABY CRIES

..make you a rhyme, I love you

Say it in mine...

PC Kareem, where are you?

Just, you know, on patrol, sir.

I'm tracking your GPS.

What are you doing out in
the sticks? That's not your beat.

Smear test, sir.

You make sure I don't hear that one
again for at least three years.

Yes, sir, I'll be back in an hour.

You come and see me
when you're back. Yes, Sarge.

SATNAV: In 300 yards, turn left.

Are you looking for somebody?

Just up there.

Yeah, yeah, I thought we'd find him
here. Ah.

Is there someone who could remember
the day?

The service, the vicar, maybe?

No, we don't have a proper vicar
anymore. It's pot luck these days.

What do you mean?
Locums, you know, fill-ins,

it changes all the time.

Well, is there somewhere people go
after a service? A village hall?

Yeah, pubs, mainly.
The Black Horse is the closest.

A bit further but a bit nicer
is The Knot,

you know, The Truelover's Knot?

A proper old pub with decent beer,
and the food's good.

Dad.

Hi, Sammy.

It's Sam.

Yeah, yeah, Sam.

Thank you for the invitation, son.

It was Terrie and Jean.

Well, I'm glad you're here.

You want to hold her? Er...

Go on, go on.

Er... Oh. There we go.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Beautiful.

CHATTER AND LAUGHTER

Philippa. Jean.

They make a picture, don't they?

I've been waiting for this day
for a long time.

I never expected it
to happen like this.

He works in mysterious ways, Jean.

Can I help you, love? Yeah.

Ah, here they are,
do you remember them?

Er, a funeral party in their
seventies?

Oh, God, yeah,
up half the night drinking me dry.

It's the old ones you want
to watch - less to lose.

Do you remember them talking
about anything?

Glory days stuff mostly,
usual, you know?

Yeah. Er, may I take a picture?
Oh, yes.

Truelover's Knot,
it's an unusual name for a pub.

Only one in the country.

Full tale's on the beer mats,

a tragic tale of love gone wrong.

It was a suicide pact?

Dead romantic.

Oh, yeah!

MUSIC PLAYS

You not dancing? Come on. Ah.

Hey!

SHE LAUGHS

There you go, cute!

DJ: Grab that someone special,

she's royal, tell her!

CHEERING

She's royal, yeah, so royal

And I need her in my life

I never knew anyone
so one of a kind...

I been loving you

Too long...

I haven't done this in a while.
Neither have I.

MUSIC: I've Been Loving You Too Long
by Otis Redding

You are tired

And you want to be free

My love is growing stronger

As you become a habit to me

Ooh, I've been loving you too long

I don't wanna stop now

Oh

I've been loving you

A little too long

I don't wanna stop now

Oh, oh

Don't make me stop now

I love you, I love you,
I love you with all my heart

And I can't stop now

Please, please, please don't

I've been loving you

A little too long

I don't wanna stop now

Oh, oh...

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