"I'm in love." "She's married." "They're in the process of divorcing." "But since I can't marry a divorcee, it makes no odds." "The Church sees the love I have for her as shameful, as wrong." "But if God is love, how can it be?" "You told me to put duty above my own needs, above everything else." "For what?" "An institution that cares more about rules than it does about people?" "I can't do it any more." "You've lost your faith." "I have lost my faith in the Church." "When I hear it speak, I don't hear God any more." "There's nothing I can say, is there?" "I will stay until you find a replacement." "But I would like to tender my resignation." "Write a letter of notice to the bishop." "Once we receive it... ..you can leave." "I nearly left once." "Then I remembered what's so beautiful about what we do." "It's the solace we provide sitting by someone's side." "No words needed." "Just being with them is enough." "Talk to God." "He's the only one who can guide you now." "Morning!" "Off on an adventure?" " I hope so!" " Be careful." "I hear there are monsters out there." "(Heavy breathing)" " Ohh!" " (Cawing)" "Go away!" "Go away!" "Go away!" "_" "We'll move to London." "You'll get your divorce." "We'll get married." "Or we could just sod the lot of them and live in sin." "You're certain?" " Yes." " Bloody hell!" "Bloody hell!" "Have you told them yet?" "Well, that's um..." "It's..." "I wish you every happiness." "I really do." "Don't forget us, will you?" "How could I?" "You do understand, don't you?" "Four vicars I've seen come and go." "Makes no odds to me whose socks I darn." "I publish the banns of marriage between Jack Walter Chapman and Sylvia Maguire." "If any of you know of any cause or just impediment why they should not be joined together in holy matrimony, you must declare it now... (Door opens)" "Give him space!" "Give him space!" "Daddy!" "Daddy!" "What have I got in my pocket?" " Humbugs!" " Humbugs!" "Humbugs for my little humbugs." "How are you?" "That used to be such a simple question to answer." "Where's Esme?" "Esme, are you not coming down to say hello?" "I don't talk to people who make Mum cry." "Geordie." "Geordie?" "Geordie?" " Yes?" " You're needed." "So why is our friend Lawrence so utterly obsessed with sex?" "Because he views it as a discovery, as an exploration of ourselves, of our inner darkest desires." "There is evidence of this as far back as The White Peacock, obviously in Sons And Lovers, and never more profoundly than in Lady Chatterley's Lover." "This crucial thematic vein some would argue is present in all of his novels, his poetry, and indeed some of his..." " Dad!" " What does it say?" " Do not disturb." " Do not disturb." "Your son's had an accident, Mr Reilly." "(Melancholy piece plays)" "Charlotte, what was he doing in the meadow?" "(Baby cries)" "(Crying continues)" "This man, what did he look like?" "He had a brown hat." "No further than the garden, we agreed." " So who was watching them?" " Sally!" "Yes, ma'am?" "Could you see the man's face?" "Not even a bit of it?" "He had a scarf." "What colour was the scarf?" " Green." " Green?" "And white." " And a bit red." " It's an awful lot of colours." " I think he was a spy." " Ha!" "A spy, for pity's sake!" "You fell over and the man went away?" "And you don't remember anything else about him?" "Our son has a rather vivid imagination." "I'm not sure he's lying, Mr Reilly." "Archie believes what he's saying, absolutely." "But a self-perceived truth born of fantasy is not fact." "Ladies, shall we?" "The boy could be making it up." "All that spy stuff." "A scarf of many colours." "I had an overactive imagination as a kid." "Didn't make me a liar." "What do you mean, had?" "You still believe in a big fella watching over us from a cloud." "I did it, Geordie." " I resigned." " Yeah, bollocks." "Jesus Christ!" "What will you do?" "I have no idea." "Good on you, Sidney." "Do you think so?" "Do you?" "Yes." "Maybe now you'll stop being a bloody misery." "Only if you will." "The boy's making it up." "A shilling says he isn't." "Let's see what his teacher says, then." "Archie Reilly." "Oh, God." "What's he done now?" " What's he like?" " A handful." "Does he make up stories?" "They all make up stories." "He's certainly very tidy." "It's the parents that I'd be more concerned about." "Why?" "A troubled child is always the product of troubled parents." "Geordie." "They're utter tripe, but the boys are mad on them." "_" "Why did he make it up?" "He knows he's not supposed to go further than the garden and knows he's in for a good hiding." "Case closed." "You buy me a pint." "Not tonight." "Oh." "Now you're finally happy, you're going to ditch me, aren't you?" "I'd have ditched you before if I'd known how." " Bollocks to you." " Ditto!" "(Sighs)" "Ready, set, go!" "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten," " 11, 12..." " No peeking, Archie!" "(Sobs)" " I should be back by three." " Where does it leave me?" "A new vicar moves in, someone less... tolerant..." "You don't need me." "You'll be fine." "I should have known, really." "You always walk away when people need you the most." "It's my decision, Leonard." "It has to be my decision." "Found you!" "Jacob?" "Jacob?" "Watch your step." "On second thoughts, maybe I should put these back up!" "I think it has a certain charm." "The mould does make an interesting talking point, I suppose." "What's the smell?" "I think it might be the previous occupant." "With a lick of paint, I can see us here." "I can really see us here." "Rent's two pounds a week, not including electric." "Two pounds?" "This is a most desirable area." " Mrs?" " Chambers." "Mrs Chambers." "We have other interest." "So if you don't intend to take it..." "We'll take it." "I'll need four pounds deposit by closing tomorrow." "Put those back up, please." "Welcome home, Chambers!" "I only left it there for ten minutes." "Right, OK." "And they were both on the high street?" "Yes." " Both stolen at the same time?" " Yes." " They weren't padlocked?" " No." "(Phone rings)" " Keating." " Jacob Reilly's gone missing." " It's all coming with us." " Even the Bechet?" "Especially the Bechet." "As far as I'm concerned, the only people that enjoy jazz concerts are the musicians." "Why do there have to be so many twiddly bits?" "(Police bells ring)" "You didn't see anyone when you were playing hide and seek?" "No one on the meadows?" "Archie, think hard." "Please, think." "It was just me and Jacob." "The man who chased you that time, the scarf he was wearing, the one we talked about." "Was it like this?" "Girton College." "But the students are all women." "And..." "Which college do you teach at, Mr Reilly?" "Girton." "Could it be one of your pupils?" "Do you know anyone who might want to bring your family harm?" " No." " Someone with a grudge?" "No!" "Someone singled out your family... your children." "If there's something you're not telling us..." "I should be out there." "I need to be out there." "Why try and take one child and then take his brother instead?" "In cases like this, it's often the family." " You think it's him?" " He's got a temper." " Mother's not exactly maternal." " Over here!" "Over here." "OK, move back." "Move back." " Is this Jacob's?" " Yes." "OK, give us room to work, please." "You, yours is the house on the end." "Yes." "My boys walk past you every morning." "So do a lot of people." "Do you say hello to them?" " Occasionally." " What else do you do?" " I'm sorry?" " Mr Marlowe isn't a suspect." " No?" "What else do you do?" " Come away, Mr Reilly." "You were caught up in that mess with the Redmond girl." "That had nothing to do with me." " Search him." " Mr Reilly." "Search him!" "We all know what you are." "We all know!" " What's that, Mr Reilly?" " Leonard." "No." "What is it you believe he is?" "Jacob!" "Jacob!" "(Projector whirs)" "(Door opens)" "They've called off the search." "They'll start again at dawn." "Jacob has to sleep with the light on." "I hope whoever took him knows that." "I'd like to go to church." "(Ringing tone)" " Cathy." " It's late." "Do something for me." " Check on the kids." " They're asleep." "Just go and look in on them, would you?" "They're fine, Geordie." "I'm sorry." "I'm so sorry for everything." "(Line goes dead)" "GABRIEL:" "Please help Jacob find his way back home." "And be with him in his hour of need." "In Jesus' name, we beseech you." "Amen." "CONGREGATION:" "Amen." "It's my... boy that's gone." "My boy Jacob." "God is with him." "God will keep him safe." "(She sobs)" " I wanted to thank you." " There's no need." "It was brave of you." "Bravery is a not so distant cousin of folly," "I've always thought." "It's a wonder how even the most educated of people can confuse a predilection for men with one for boys." "I'm not sure people are ready to be open about these things." "I'm not sure they're even ready to think about them." "You never came to collect your photographs." "The engagement's been postponed." "Oh." "In as much as it's not happening any more." " I'm very sorry to hear that." " Yes." "There was a knife in the kitchen sink." "Leonard." "It feels like drowning." "I'm under the sea." "I'm looking up." "And part of me thinks maybe... ..it would be better just to let go." "But you don't." "I pretend." "And the people I love the most don't even see it." "See what?" "That I'm not good enough." "And I haven't been good enough for my children." "You wouldn't hurt your son?" "No." "Your husband wouldn't hurt him?" "All the secrets and the lying." "We've both hurt them in our own sort of way." "What secrets?" "I know what they see in him, his pupils." "I used to see it too." "He's having an affair?" "If only it were just the one." "I need names." "Every pupil you've had relations with." "I haven't had relations with any pupils." "How many have there been?" "Is this relevant?" "Jilted lover wants to get back at you." "She takes your boy." "How many have there been, Mr Reilly?" " Just one." " You really do think me a fool, don't you?" "(Baby grizzles)" "Names, Mr Reilly." "You thought you were the only one, didn't you?" "How many were there on his list?" "Five." "Then I must be number six." "How auspicious." "He said he'd leave her for me." "How stupid am I?" "Why didn't you take the boys to school yesterday?" "Me and Richard... ..we wait until everyone's out of the house." "Did Jacob know?" "No." "Perhaps he saw you together." "I wouldn't hurt him!" "This is my fault, isn't it?" "I didn't take care of them." "No one did." "Who was taking care of them?" " The boys." " No one." "No one gave a shit." "Somebody's been feeding them, cleaning them." "What if Jacob wasn't kidnapped?" "What if he's been rescued?" "And then I just lifted the hem." "Just a little." "God put that hem there for a reason." "Ah!" "What do we think?" "Is it a little..." "What?" "Dowdy." "Dour." "A wedding is a solemn occasion." "It calls for solemn attire." "(Clattering)" "Haven't I seen you in that before?" " No." " Oh." " What about the grey?" " I look like a harlot in it." "How is that remotely possible?" " (Clattering outside)" " Oh, that noise!" "What do you think?" " It's a tent, Jack." " It's a marquee." "It's canvas, irritating ropes to trip over." " It's a tent." " I know it's not the Ritz." "But we can fix it up with flowers and whatnot." "I'm rather partial to bunting." "I don't trust anyone who isn't." "All of you just do what you like!" "If you had an idea of who took your brother, you would say, wouldn't you?" "Archie?" "You've been such a grown up boy." "But Mummy's here now." "You don't have to be grown up any more." "Who's been looking after you, Archie?" "I don't want to get him in trouble." "If you give Martha two thirds of your chocolate bar, how much does that leave you?" " Simon?" " A third, sir." "A third." "You're a genius, Simon." "And a very generous chap." "Please." "Take all the time you need." "That's my son." "My son Oscar." " He lives with his mother." " Been here recently, has he?" "Yesterday." "Guv." "Is this yours, Mr Davies?" "So you care very much for Archie and Jacob." "I care for all my pupils." "But the Reillys especially?" "They need someone to look out for them." "And that someone is you?" "I would never harm a child." "You know me, Sidney." "You know that." "We are not going to find the boy this way." " He's an intelligent man." " And I'm not?" "I'm just saying tread lightly." "As long as Jacob is out there, I'm damned if I tread lightly!" "Geordie!" "You knowing him isn't helping." "Go and play house with your girlfriend." " Amanda!" " She's already gone." " Damn it!" " Sidney?" "You don't have to do that." "Every penny helps when you're getting your own home." "People need you, Sidney." "They look to you, not to the Church." "They look to you." "I do have other business to attend to, Mrs Chambers." "He'll be here." "What do you want from me?" "What is it that you want?" "Tell me." "I love her." "Why is that not enough for you?" "Can't love be enough?" "Why..." "Why can't it be enough?" "How about we play a game?" "Every time I think you're lying, I do this." "(Taps glass)" " Where's Jacob?" " I don't know." " When did you last see him?" " At school." "I..." "I can't remember precisely." "PHIL:" "Marriage ended, did it, Mr Davies?" " Two years back." " But you still see your son." "As often as I can." "You love the children in your class, don't you?" "You make it sound sordid." "You feel protective of them." "Yes." "Do you consider it your duty to every child?" " Yes." " (Taps glass)" " (Sighs)" " Not just a few favourites?" "No." "How far would you go to protect a child, Mr Davies?" "I'd go to any lengths permissible." "Would you kidnap them?" "No." "Would you take them from their parents?" "No." "Would you take them from their parents?" "No!" "Get me another glass of water, Phil." " Guv?" " Get me another glass of water." "(Turns lock)" "(Turns lock)" "Where is he?" "I don't know." "Stand up." "I don't know..." "Agh!" " Guv?" " (Groans)" "Geordie!" "Open the door." "Open the door." "Shit!" "Mrs Davies, I'm calling on behalf of Cambridgeshire police." "PHIL:" "Where do we keep the keys?" "SIDNEY:" "Geordie?" "Geordie's lost it." " Where is he?" " I spoke to Mark Davies's wife." " SIDNEY:" "Geordie?" " (Rap at door)" "His son died." "His son's dead." "He died in a car crash." "Mark was driving." " (Banging)" " Open the door." "Geordie, open the door!" "What happened in there, Geordie?" "You can't carry on like this." "You had an affair." "Is that what this is about?" "How long are you going to punish yourself for?" "A week?" "A year?" "How long is enough?" "It wasn't love at first sight, me and Cathy." "But there was this moment." "It was a few months in." "We were saying goodbye at a train station." "She walked away and I couldn't stop watching her." "She looked back." "Oh, my heart..." "I don't deserve to be forgiven." "Yes, you do." "We all do." "God forgives you." "I don't believe in God." "Well, then, I forgive you." "As a friend." "And as someone who loves you." "I forgive you." "Geordie..." "I forgive you." "(Sobs)" "What did he like, your boy Oscar?" "Maths, English?" "Drawing." "You must think about him." "Every day." "What do you remember?" "His laugh, his hand in mine." "The sound of his breathing when he was falling asleep." "The Reillys miss that." "They want Jacob home." "You were keeping him safe because you care about him so much." "What happened to Oscar was an accident." "It was an accident." "Where's Jacob?" "Jacob!" " He'll be fine." " I missed you!" " Thank you so much." " Come here!" "Your resignation letter." "You were never going to send it." "I should have known." "I did know, really." "It's who I am." "It's not the Church." "I love what I do because..." "You are what you do." "I wanted this." "I wanted this so much." "I let myself believe you when I..." "I knew all along." " I love you." " You love me?" "You love me?" "What about Grace?" "I'm so sorry." "The day she was born, you were there." "I let you treat her like she was yours." "Why did I do that?" " I will always love her." " But you won't be there!" "I'm so..." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "If you want to take the service, I'd understand." "You do it, Leonard." "It gets easier, you know?" "Living with a broken heart." "Whoever told you that was an idiot." "What do we think?" "I think... you're missing something." "Oh, dear." "What?" "Don't you dare make me cry." "Mrs M, I would be honoured if you'd allow me to give you away." "Now you've gone and done it!" "Daddy!" "Daddy!" "Hey!" "Doesn't Mummy look lovely?" "Yes, she does." " Come and sit with us!" " Inside now." "And I want you on your best behaviour." "Go on." "I could do with a drink." "You're not the only one." "Ahem." "(Organ starts playing)" "(MUSIC:" "Wedding March)" "You look wonderful." " Leonard!" " Sorry." "..and forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him so long as you both shall live?" "I will." "And who giveth this woman to be married to this man?" "I do." "When Jesus turned water into wine, it wasn't just an excellent party trick." "Marriage is like wine." "It gets better with age." "But it takes work to keep it from going sour." "Forgive when you want to blame." "Be honest." "Accept each other's foibles." "Accept your own." "Because if you don't, no one else will." "(Big band music plays)" "If we could have Mrs Maguire's family." "Mrs Chapman." "Go and speak to her." "What would I say?" "You don't need me for that." "Thought you might like a drink." "Thank you." "I forgot, didn't I... ..in the midst of all the nappies and the laundry." "I forgot it was you and me." "I never forgot, Geordie." "Turn back." "Turn back." "(Slow tune playing)" "Happy?" "First love is never the last." "I miss her so much." "(Sobs)" "SIDNEY:" "Love leaves you or it finds you again." "Love brings sorrow." "Or it brings hope." "But we should always be brave and open our hearts to it." "Maybe people aren't ready for us to be honest." "We should at least be honest with ourselves." "To love is to live." "And we must do so with all our hearts and with all our soul and with all our might." "If you would raise your glasses to Mrs M and Jack!" " Mrs C!" " To Mrs C and Jack!" "ALL:" "Mrs C and Jack!" "And to love." "ALL:" "To love!" "(Glasses clinking)" " How's Cathy?" " Good." "Just good?" "Right now, just good is about bloody perfect." "You know what you need?" "No." "No." "No!" " I haven't said anything." " You want to find me a girl." "You don't want to be the only one not getting your end away at the vicarage." " Mrs M." " Please don't." " Leonard." " Leonard?" "Daniel Marlowe didn't leave that wedding with just a slice of cake." "You're kidding?" "You're not kidding." "Blimey!" "Let me set you up with a girl." "Buy me a pint and shut up." "Backgammon?" " If we must." " Oh, it's the game, Sidney." "It's the game." "(Dog barks)"