♪ ♪ MRS. CHAPMAN: Miss Grey.

Mrs. Chapman.

Have fun.

♪ ♪ When did you know that you liked the fellas?

I think I've always known.

GEORDIE: And your parents?

LEONARD: My father, he always made it clear I was a disappointment.

MRS. CHAPMAN: Has he been a bit tipsy recently?

ALPHY: When?

MRS. CHAPMAN: All the time.

I'd like there to be a next time.

I'd like there to be a next time.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder cracks) (whimpering) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (birds chirping) LEONARD (inside house): That would be Monday evenings.

Then on Tuesday afternoons at the halfway house, I thought I might implement something I'm calling "Culture Window."

The idea is that residents and guest speakers talk about specific and unique elements of their cultural backgrounds.

I'd probably be very boring, speaking on Russian poetry and spotted dick.

But you, you would no doubt prove far more fascinating.

(phone ringing) (dog barking in distance) Will you excuse me?

Of course.

(Dickens whines) Vicarage.

Potts?

A long time.

I see.

I'm so sorry.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Are you sure you're up for this?

Without question.

It'll only be for a few days.

You know, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't an emergency.

Take as long as you need.

Family first.

Thank you.

We'll have a marvelous time, won't we?

(Dickens barks loudly) Just maybe not quite so loud.

Leonard.

Hmm?

Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

Well, it's just today and, well, in fact, the last few times I've seen you, you've seemed a bit hungover.

No.

No.

And last night was a special occasion.

It was my late grandmother's birthday, and I was raising a glass to her.

I see.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (keys jangle, engine stops) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (people talking indistinctly) (footsteps running) Hello.

I'm looking for Reverend Stuart Potts.

I'm Alphy-- Alphy Kottaram.

RITA: Oi!

Hello.

Hi.

How are you?

(footsteps approaching) Alphaeus!

(chuckles) Potts.

POTTS: Oh!

Oh, what a tonic it is to see you.

(chuckling) Mmm.

Oh, I see you've met, uh, Rita and Joshua.

Hang on.

Joshua, is your room ready?

Ready for what?

Alphy.

He's staying in it, remember.

I tidied it for him.

(Joshua laughing) JOSHUA: Can't catch me.

(Alphy chuckles, Potts sighs) Let's get you settled in.

This way.

Oh, it's so good that you were able to come.

It's really happening then.

They're closing you down.

They are.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

I'm so glad you're here to talk to the children.

Come in, come in.

I shall let you get settled.

You should have everything you need.

How can the council do this to the kids?

(inhales deeply) All the research suggests that placing them within a family setting is key to their emotional development.

Places like these aren't as beneficial.

And you?

What do you think about that?

I want what's best for the children.

And your words will be a great comfort to them.

As I mentioned on the phone, they're... ...struggling.

Of course they are.

What if I say the wrong thing?

(chuckles) How could you possibly?

What did that toast do to you?

Don't start.

Did I do something to you?

Not this time.

Another man has infuriated me.

Who?

Draper.

He told me, in front of a customer, that I have ideas above my station.

You don't have to stay there.

And let Draper win?

I may be many things, but a quitter isn't one of them.

I don't know what to say.

You tell me what to say, and I'll say that.

GEORDIE: You all right, son?

Come on, fancy a kickaround?

I've actually hurt my leg.

Have you heck?!

Leave him alone.

He was up half the night, crying for the Anadin, weren't ya?

♪ ♪ ALPHY: Even though you may feel as if you are walking into the unknown, I'll be here over the next few days to show you there is nothing to be scared of.

This is the start of your great adventure.

Bobby Charlton picked me.

Did he?

POTTS: Not quite, Oz.

We've talked about this.

Mr. and Mrs. Charlton, two school teachers, are adopting you.

That's incredible, Oz.

I'm so happy for you.

Yes?

(quietly): I made this for you.

Ah.

The bulb's on the blink in Joshua's room.

Thank you.

POTTS: Joyce.

And I think we said we'd give that to Reverend Alphy at the end.

ALPHY: As I was saying, regardless of where, or with whom you land, you will always, always have... Football.

(kids giggle) Yes.

Yes.

And?

Buddy Holly?

ALPHY: Yes.

And...?

Jesus.

(kids gasping) ♪ ♪ POTTS: All right, everybody to your rooms.

Nurse Butcher?

Uh, immediately.

Now.

(children speaking quietly) I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

No, really.

I am.

There have been some strange goings on since the closure was announced.

They're just scared kids.

Acting up, rebelling, grabbing an ounce of control in a situation where they have none.

(sighs) It'll take some time to properly get through to them, but we'll do it together, won't we?

I knew I could count on you to help me.

And that's why you, you are my kinda guy.

Suave, but never sultry.

Devoted, but never doting.

Soothing, but never sentimental.

And, of course, such, such an exquisite listener.

(whines) (music playing in background) (gulps loudly, sighs contently) (dog screeches) Amen.

(dog screeches in distance) ♪ ♪ (children chanting gibberish in distance) (children's voices chanting indistinctly) CHILDREN (chanting): Nbucher, bood, bood, bood, sissk, sissk, sissk.

(chanting continues) (children chanting, feet stomping in rhythm) (chanting continues) POTTS: Children.

(chanting continues) Stop this.

Stop now!

(chanting continues) Go back to your rooms!

BUTCHER: Enough!

(chanting continues) Enough!

(children chanting louder) (chanting, stomping grow louder) (forcefully): Joshua!

Pack it in!

(children chanting) Pack it in, you menace.

(children chanting) Children, please.

I beg of you!

(children chanting) Potts, Potts, it's okay.

(chanting continues) (children stop chanting in unison) (Potts cries) It's okay, Potts.

It's done now.

(sniffs) (exhales) It's over.

(quietly): Go back to bed.

(indistinct chattering noises in distance) (sighs deeply) (knocking sound outside room) (floorboards creaking) ♪ ♪ (creaking coming from hallway) (sighs) (loud thudding) ♪ ♪ (Potts groans) Yeah.

(sighs) Fell down the stairs.

Get him to the morgue.

POLICE OFFICER: Yes, sir.

Is that it?

Is what it?

Well, did he fall, or was he pushed?

(sighs) He fell.

POTTS (tearfully): Oh, Joshua.

(crying): Joshua.

(groans) Get her off him.

Leave her.

Hurry it up, lads.

We got a burglary in Billericay to get to tonight and all.

OFFICER: Sir.

A boy has died.

You need to investigate this properly.

Do I?

Yes.

Yes, you do.

(scoffs) And, um... what's a jumped-up little God botherer like you gonna do about it?

♪ ♪ Cheers, trench coat.

You're welcome, turn-ups.

ALPHY: What are you thinking?

I'm thinking not my...

Jurisdiction.

You said that on the phone; you said that when you walked in.

And I'm saying it again now.

Still came.

You don't think he just took a tumble.

I don't know.

But he deserves a fairer investigation than that useless inspector was prepared to give him.

Well, let's get talking to a few people then, shall we?

You're in?

I'm in.

But there'd better be a pint in it for me.

Make it two.

Your generosity never ceases to amaze.

Geordie.

Thank you for coming.

Are you okay?

Well, apart from the obvious.

Obviously.

So your friend Potts runs this place?

That's right.

For how long?

For around 40 years, I'd say.

So you know him from school?

Vicar school?

Strip club?

(chuckles) Geordie, uh... there is something else you should know.

What's that?

These kids, they're upset about having to leave.

They're playing games.

What kind of games?

Trying to spook everybody with dolls stabbed with pins, covered in blood.

So they're weirdy-woo?

They're struggling.

(knocking on door) Ah, welcome.

Come in.

Really is incredibly kind of you to come so far out of your way to help us, Inspector Keating.

Well, Alphy's a mate.

Well, we are grateful.

To both of you.

But as the inspector before you concluded, I think that, uh, Joshua's sad passing can be chalked up to a tragic accident.

What makes you say that?

Uh, well, um, Joshua was known for sleepwalking.

He was always stumbly on his feet.

I think he just got a little confused, and the inevitable accident ensued.

"Inevitable"?

He was ill yesterday evening.

Vomiting, running a fever.

He was saying very strange things.

I wasn't aware of that.

Well, it wa-- it wasn't something that Nurse Butcher and I thought you need be bothered with.

When was the last time you saw Joshua?

With Nurse Butcher.

He was wandering on the landing, and we took him back to his bedroom together.

Alphy was telling me you've been having trouble with the kids messing around with... things they shouldn't be messing around with?

Oh, no, no, that was all a lot of silliness.

So you don't think anything got out of hand?

Meddling with the other realm is a sin, Inspector.

These children may have been foolish, but they are not sinful.

They've been well raised, haven't they, Alphaeus?

Of course.

"Alphaeus"?

That's very posh.

Always thought you were an "Alfred."

No.

Potts... Potts has played down what's been going on here.

These kids know something he doesn't.

Or he's purposely hiding something.

Well, let's talk to them.

Who do you want to start with?

(loud whooshing, footsteps retreating) Christ on a bike.

♪ ♪ We start with the kid that gave me one of these.

ALPHY: How are you, Joyce?

(children talking, laughing in background) We found something at the bottom of the stairs, where Joshua died.

A Ouija board.

(quietly): Never heard of that.

Next to it, we found a very similar candle to the one you made for me.

Can you tell me why that is?

No.

Were you playing with the Ouija board, Joyce?

(louder): No.

It's sinful.

What were you doing, love?

(voice trembling): I was-- I was trying to speak to Joshua.

As in... his ghost?

I was trying to find out what happened to him.

I needed to check that he's in heaven.

GEORDIE: You know this is dangerous stuff to be meddling in, don't you?

Where did it come from?

Joyce, we're the ones who can help you find out what happened to your friend.

But you have to help us by telling the truth.

(whispering): It was Rita.

Those are pretty flowers.

Yes, yes they are.

What can you tell us about your relationship with Joshua, Rita?

I loved him.

I loved him the most.

ALPHY: We heard from another child that you taught them how to play the Ouija board?

Joyce.

That little rat maggot.

So you did?

Yes, but only so that she could learn the truth and, and how to protect herself.

What truth?

Protect herself from who?

Potts and Butcher.

They say they love us, but they don't.

They want this home to close because they hate it, and they hate us.

But we love it, and we'll do anything to save it.

So we have to fight back in our own way.

With...?

With spells.

I should have shielded Joshua better.

Potts is the person that you should be talking to.

That's quite the accusation.

You don't believe me?

It's all written down in his children's notebooks.

"Children's notebooks"?

The notes he has on every single child that ever stepped through that door.

No matter what they tell you, they are the real devil in this place.

So, what you thinking?

She's a misguided teenager who's whipped herself up into a frenzy.

My area of expertise.

New department at the station?

If only.

(children playing in background) You know I don't go in for all this heebie-jeebie claptrap, but there is something about this place that doesn't half give me the creeps.

Don't say that, Geordie.

Look, these kids have had it rough.

This place is all they've ever known, it's all they've got.

All right.

I reckon this notebook still needs looking into, though.

(stammering): I, I don't think so.

How come?

Well, I just think she's confused.

She's getting herself in a state.

She's grieving, Geordie.

And?

I'll speak to Potts, alone.

That's not how this works.

Alphy!

(door closes) Potts?

Oh!

Where's Inspector Keating?

I need to talk to you about Rita.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Alphaeus.

GEORDIE: "Though I care deeply "for Joshua, "I worry equally so about what his life will be like "in the wider world.

"Forgive me, God, but I pray a kindness "will happen to him, taking him from this home "and instead straight to you, oh Lord.

I ask for your guidance, for your sovereign will to be done."

Did you hurt Joshua?

Did you cause "the kindness"?

No, no.

ALPHY: He would never.

He loves these kids.

Every one of them.

Says who?

Me.

What is this?

This, um... this is my home.

This is where I grew up, Geordie.

This is the man who raised me.

(footstep on stairs) OZ: And the monkey.

And the witch.

GEORDIE: Oz?

And the nurse.

And Bobby Charlton.

Hello, Bobby... POTTS: Oz!

ALPHY: Geordie!

(whispering): I've got you, Oz.

I've got you.

(birds squawking) (children playing in background) GEORDIE: How is he?

He's better than he was.

What do you think happened?

I think he's suffering from some kind of poisoning.

Poisoning?

With what?

Couldn't tell you.

He's had some activated charcoal, which has induced some vomiting.

Poor lad.

Where were you when Joshua died?

With Potts.

Doing?

He was comforting me.

(voice breaking): I just couldn't stop crying.

About?

Losing your home.

The only home you've ever known.

♪ ♪ (small laugh) I didn't think you recognized me.

Of course I recognize you, Gwen.

(laughs) ♪ ♪ (birds chirping) CATHY (voiceover): I've done it.

I've only gone and bloody done it.

Done what?

I've left Swinnerton's.

(kettle pouring) I've quit.

Evacuated.

Escaped!

Forget the tea.

Get the sherry.

♪ ♪ It was the dresses.

It was the same dresses that he'd ordered before, that I'd told him a thousand times not to.

I saw this brown, dreary material peeping through the box... And I couldn't do it.

I couldn't open it.

So, I put the scissors down and I just walked out.

And I didn't look back.

These men.

They think they know everything, when, in fact, they know nothing.

What on earth's Geordie gonna say?

He's the one who told me to quit.

I can't have him be right, go straight to his head.

You're not wrong there.

What am I going to do now?

Housework.

Look at your skirting.

No, I mean now I've got no job.

I want to work, but-- but I don't want to be dismissed.

I want to be listened to and valued.

People, men especially, will always underestimate you.

Haven't you learnt that by now?

I know a lot more than people think I do.

Of course you do.

Women like me and you always do.

I certainly know the rag trade better than Draper.

Prove it.

How do you mean?

Beat Draper at his own game.

Well, I can't, can I?

Your question isn't "Can I?"

It's "How soon?"

(door opening) (children playing in background) (door closing) Oz is still sleeping.

(sighs) What age were you here from?

From... (sighing): From forever.

I'm as clichéd as clichéd can be.

Cold winter's night, dumped on the doorstep in a cardboard box.

(inhales deeply) Hm.

You've no idea where your mum and dad are?

I don't even know who they are, Geordie.

My dad, my... My dad was Potts.

(exhales) So the family in Romford?

No, they were real.

They were a white family.

They... thought they were rescuing me.

Hm.

But I didn't want to be rescued.

So they brought me back.

(inhales) Look, it's okay, I'm, I'm fine.

I tell my story the way I tell it because it's just easier that way.

You understand that, right?

Course I do.

No, no, no.

Don't do that.

Don't feel sorry for me, I'm... fine, I am.

I had a good life here.

♪ ♪ (wind howling outside) ♪ ♪ ALPHY: Hey, there.

Reverend Alphy.

That's right.

And trench coat?

(chuckles) How you doing, turn-ups?

You gave us all a fright there.

Sorry.

I'm feeling better now.

Yeah, you'll soon be back gliding around that pitch, swerving and shooting and scoring.

He swerves, he shoots, he scores!

(chuckling) That other lot of Charltons, they aren't coming for me anymore.

Why's that?

Don't want a kid from a place like this.

They heard about Joshua.

Oh, Oz.

I'm so sorry.

Me too.

ALPHY: Oz, we wanted to ask you something, actually.

Before you took a funny turn, do you remember eating or drinking something you shouldn't?

Maybe tasted a bit funny?

Joshua gave me something, right before he died.

And, and what was that?

A potion.

Told me Bobby Charlton would appear.

Bobby never appeared, but a different kind of Bobby did.

You.

♪ ♪ (wildlife chittering) (instrumental song playing on record player) (Leonard humming tune) Leonard?

Mrs. C!

(music continues) Care to join me?

This is the posh stuff.

I will be replacing it.

Don't mind if I do.

(pouring a glass) (objects clattering) There's nothing there.

(objects shifting) Let's try the other rooms.

Every kid will have a secret space here, I guarantee it.

How did you know about... 'Cause that was mine.

(clattering) This isn't one of the kids' rooms.

Well, she was a kid here once.

♪ ♪ (sighs) Potts was always green-fingered.

He taught us to grow our own fruit and veg.

Hm.

You had a good life here, didn't you?

Mm.

Should be something here.

Um...

Here.

♪ ♪ Wolfsbane.

"If ingested, "wolfsbane's symptoms include vomiting... hallucinations, and skin peeling."

Now what does old nursey want with that?

(birds chirping) (record playing) You, you are lovely.

Do you know that?

I do, actually.

Mm-hmm.

I do know that, Leonard.

No matter what anybody says.

What do they say?

It doesn't matter.

(groans) How much have you had?

I've had as much as you.

That's double the size of my glass.

No, it isn't.

Yes, it is, Leonard.

(chuckling): Oh, so it is.

I'll pour you some more, here.

Mm.

What?

Leonard, I-I want to talk to you about your drinking.

(sighing): Ugh, here she goes again, the old bag.

I thought for one evening we might've escaped her.

Excuse me?

Not excused.

Who are you to, to push me like that?

You want to know what people really say about you?

A bitter, cold-hearted, ancient old bag.

(record player needle skipping) And you, Leonard, are nothing but a nasty, vicious drunk.

♪ ♪ (retreating footsteps) (doorbell ringing) (knocking loudly on door) What is it?

I've realized something.

(door closing) What?

I'm sick to death of being undervalued and treated with utter contempt around here.

Oh.

Don't ask me to elaborate.

Okay.

Leonard Finch is a despicable man.

And if a man such as he can run a halfway house, then I, sure as anything, can run your business, Cathy Keating.

Is that what we're doing?

Going into business together?

We are.

With my brains and your passion for fashion, Cambridge isn't gonna know what's hit it.

Do you know something?

I was really hoping you were going to say that.

♪ ♪ (bird squawking) What is it?

It's wolfsbane.

Poison.

We found a stash of it in your room.

You couldn't have.

Gwen, why was it in your secret drawer?

I don't know.

Why did you shout at Joshua the way you did?

The night of the chanting.

Because he was whipping everyone up into a frenzy.

You know it was him for sure?

I know these kids.

Were you trying to make him a medicine?

We're not seven years old anymore, Alphy, out in the fields making potions.

I know, but...

I have been to nursing college.

Everything I give these children is prescribed by a doctor, dispensed by a chemist.

It's just, I saw you.

I saw you in the grounds by the maple tree.

GEORDIE: Is there wolfsbane out there?

I don't know!

So you were...

I was collecting helicopter seeds.

You still do that?

For the children to play with, Alphy.

It's curious.

Some of us want to stay forever.

And some of us go far, far away.

Like you did.

That doesn't mean I haven't thought about... Don't say that.

Don't say something that isn't true.

Well, it is true.

I know what Potts told you, the day you left.

"Go.

Don't look back."

(clearing throat) How long have you been a nurse here?

I spent a few years away, to study, but the minute I could, I ran straight back, because (voice wavering): I love these children.

I love this place so very much.

ALPHY: Rita, she, she said you hate her.

That you want this place to close, that you mean the children harm.

Well, she would, wouldn't she?

GEORDIE: Why?

Because she needs someone to blame.

She's been doing anything, been saying anything, to stop things from changing.

Anything?

Rita said she loved Joshua the most.

She did.

Well, what if Rita's the one who really felt Joshua couldn't survive out there in the world.

Maybe, maybe.

(excited children shouting) What's with all the witchcraft, though?

Well, I think it's a veil.

For?

Murder.

(calling out): Rita?

(floorboards creaking) ALPHY: Rita?

Rita!

(Rita panting) Rita!

(door rattling) (panting, doors rattling) ALPHY: Rita, this isn't real.

You don't have to pretend anymore.

You poisoned Joshua, didn't you?

Because you were the one who thought he couldn't be who he was in here, out there?

No!

And you got to Oz, too.

And you hid the wolfsbane in Nurse Butcher's room.

I don't understand, Oz... Oz was set to be adopted.

He was going to be okay.

Was he?

Really?

What do you mean?

I'm not trying to hurt them.

I, I'm trying to love them.

What about Joshua?

Was that love?

Dying the way he did?

He wasn't meant to fall down the stairs.

He was meant to die warm and safe in my arms.

Why would you want him dead at all?

So we could all be together.

I was coming to join him once I'd seen everyone else on their way.

If we can't all be together in this world, in this home, then we can be together in the next.

And then, when everyone's made their safe passage, I will join them.

This isn't love.

The amount of poison we found means they're going to die desperately painful deaths.

And then be in heaven soon after.

That is not your decision to make.

(footsteps approaching) GEORDIE: What do you mean... "In heaven soon after..."?

(whispering): We all just need to brush our teeth before we go to sleep.

♪ ♪ JOYCE (whispering): Here she comes.

What will happen to me?

You're going to prison, Rita.

It will be okay, tell me it will be okay.

♪ ♪ I promise I'll put you in touch with the local chaplain, wherever you end up.

Will it be like this place?

Yes.

Yes, I suppose it will.

(sniffs) I know she's committed a terrible wrong, but you'll see she's treated with decency, won't you?

(car engine starting) (car door opening, closing) ♪ ♪ (brakes squeaking) (car doors opening) Hi.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Welcome.

We understand you have concerns.

But we can assure you that the death which occurred here, it was nothing more than a terrible tragedy.

ALPHY: These are good kids.

And that Oz...

He's a smasher.

A smasher any parent would be proud to call their own.

Oz told us you were raised here?

I was.

You've clearly done very well for yourself.

Thank you, I appreciate that.

So... have we managed to change your minds?

Yes.

(Potts sighs in relief) In that case, I should give you this.

This was left by Oz's mother.

Now, it's up to you whether you give it to him or not, but we like to give new parents the choice.

Thank you.

(muffled): And got you some football nets.

(laughs) OZ (echoing): I love football.

(approaching footsteps) Can I tell you something?

Of course.

You'll think it's awful.

What is it?

I would have given the world to take that boy home with me.

Why's that awful?

Because I've a boy of my own.

(knocking) Come in.

Ah, Alphy.

Inspector Keating.

Thank you, for all that you've done for us.

You will be sure to pray for Rita every night, won't you?

And for Joshua?

I will.

Is everything all right?

Um... (clicks tongue) I wanted to ask you something, actually.

Um... Did my mother leave me anything?

♪ ♪ Your mother.

She did.

She did leave you something.

(drawer opening) Why have you never given this to me?

It was never out of malice, Alphy.

It was out... out of love.

"Don't look back."

Well... maybe this is one time when you do.

You just take care; you just take great care of yourself.

There's no rush, Alphy.

It's waited all this time for you, it can wait a little longer.

Open it when you're ready.

Whenever that may be.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (approaching footsteps) Is it time to make a move then?

(indistinct conversation) ALPHY: Best of luck with everything, Joyce.

MR. CHARLTON: Is this your only jacket?

And where will you go?

I got a job in Tooting, London.

St. George's Hospital.

(chuckles quietly) Well, perhaps if you're ever in need of a little holiday, you come and visit Grantchester?

I'd like that.

This was yours.

Rita must have got hold of it somehow, used it as part of one of her spells.

I found it in the toy donation box and I gave it to you, do you remember?

Trench coat!

I'm going home with the Charltons.

Course you are.

You take care, do you hear?

I popped to the shops earlier.

I got you something.

You have the best, best life.

Oh, Oz.

They are gonna treat you so well.

I'm so excited!

(chuckles) ♪ ♪ (car doors closing) (engine starting) (engine rumbling) (engine stops) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (drawer slamming shut, lock turning) ♪ ♪ (click) ♪ ♪ I'm not belligerent.

LARRY: If you don't leave quietly, I'm gonna have to arrest you.

What's the grand total?

I might've done a silly thing.

Back off.

You back off!

Help!

Please!

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