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01x04 - Episode 4

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Temple". Aired: 13 September 2019 – 9 December 2021.*
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In a labyrinth of abandoned service tunnels below Temple Underground Station, Daniel Milton, a highly respected surgeon, runs an ill*gal medical clinic that treats criminals and other desperate patients who cannot or will not seek help from regular medical facilities.

01x04 - Episode 4

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- Hi.
- Could you meet me

at Temple tube station.
I really need you, Anna.

What the hell is this place?

If you can trust me
just this once...

- Why though?
- Because I can't give up.

- And he actually thinks he can cure her?
- Yeah. Or Anna can.

Thank you so much for doing this.

- It's not just you I'm doing this for.
- The sh*t we do for love?

- Do you regret what we did?
- No, I don't.

Same here.

If he surfaces, like you said,
she'll probably be the first he visits

so we should just keep an eye on her.

- What's his name again?
- Jamie Harris.

And these are his friends?

I mean, I get it though.

- What?
- That a guy would do anything,

if it came to the slightest chance
of saving the woman he loved.

Can I help you?

- Lee Simmons lives here, right?
- Aye.

Do you know where he might be,
by any chance?

- No, I couldn't say.
- Or what time he'll get in at?

Well, he mightn't come in at all,
to be honest.

I don't see him come home
every night.

You can usually tell by his van outside
or its absence whether he's in or not.

His van?

A little white one with a roof rack.
If it's here, he's here. If it's not...

- He's not.
- That's right.

We'll come back
when it's here then.

Can I give him a message?

Actually, we'd prefer if you didn't.
He's our nephew, you see, and...

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

Oh, I see.
Oh, he's a lovely fella.

I'm always knocking on his door
to borrow his vacuum cleaner,

which I'm sure is really annoying,
but he's always very pleasant about it.

- Mine's busted, you see.
- Sorry?

- My vacuum cleaner.
- Right.

We haven't seen him in a couple
of years, and we'd love to surprise him.

Oh, of course. No, that'd be lovely.

Great. Thanks for the help.

No problem. See you.

Bye.

I hate that bloody accent.

Mm-hmm.

- Ahh.
- This is for you.

Thank you. Oh, it's just what I needed.

Oh.

Take a look at this.

It's taken me a couple of weeks, but...

- Eighty-six percent?
- I know.

- Anna, this is...
- Don't get excited.

We haven't solved the problem
with the retroviral vectors yet.

Yeah, but...

- This is a really big step, right?
- Yeah.

Daniel? We're here.

- Hi, Anna.
- Hi.

- I'll be right there in a second.
- Cool.

Anna... this is incredible.

Thanks.

- Can we talk about it later?
- Sure.

I wanna know all about it.

I'm an alcoholic.

I have been for 30 years.

And... I've tried to stop drinking
enough times,

and, using enough, you know, methods

to know... that I can't.

Now, I have a daughter, Stephanie,

who... I haven't seen
for almost 20 years.

And she...

has two young daughters now of her own.

Claire and Sophie.

Anyway...

If I want to be in their lives, I can.

And it feels like I've been given
the most astonishing gift

cos my life has been,
for so long, doctor...

Has been...

so lonely, so...

Tea's up.

Anyway, there's this thing, this...

implant you can get in Latvia that you
can't get here in this country...

which, if you do drink,
releases a drug into your body

that causes incredible pain.

OK.

Milk and sugar?

Oh...

Yes. No, no. Just milk, thanks.

Thing is, I'm not sure
I can do what she's asking for.

What, you can't look it up?

- That's what I'm saying.
- But you can.

No, I can. But it being
a little bit risky,

I'll have to do some tests first, so...

- It's not gonna happen today?
- That's right.

Oh, that's fine.
I can bring her back down.

Oh, by the way...

That's all right.

Don't panic with this, all right?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

It's just for security.

- Lee!
- Calm down. It's not even loaded.

- Why is it here though?
- Well,

I just thought, you know,
after Cormac, it might be, whatever,

judicious to have one around,
you know?

- Judicious?
- Yeah.

- I'm not comfortable.
- Listen.

I'll put it somewhere out of the way,
you won't have to worry about it, yeah?

- Daniel?
- As long as it's not near the clinic.

Of course.

Lee?

Do you remember me?

- Celine.
- That's right.

Yeah. How are you?

I'm fine. I think I've seen you
here before, have I?

Yeah, no, I work
in a clinic not far from here.

Oh, are you a doctor?

No, unfortunately, I just...
I just work in supplies.

Right.

So, how are you? How's life?

Yeah, OK.

Well, anyway, listen, good to see you.

Yeah, sames.

Good to see you.

Lee? Sorry to stalk you.

No, that's OK.

Would you fancy grabbing a coffee
or something later maybe?

- Coffee?
- Yeah. I mean, it's a bit forward.

It just seems a shame to have met
after all this time

and not had a proper chat, you know?

Oh, no, I'd love to.

- Really?
- Yeah.

OK, great.

All right.

Onions and carrots, please.

Daniel.

- Oh, give me a break.
- Who knew?

- First of all, Jamie helped.
- Only a bit.

Secondly, I've got one
or two dishes I can do,

but other than that,
that's it, that's it.

This is really, really delicious.

And the coriander's ours.

Really? So things
are starting to grow already?

Well, no, that one I bought as a plant,

so it wasn't exactly grown
from scratch, but...

Yeah, there are spinach seeds
in there now, peas, tomatoes.

Couple of months,
it will be ready to eat.

You dare say.

- So carry on.
- What?

- The girl!
- Oh, yeah, sorry, Lee.

No, it's OK.

No, look, I was just saying...

it just feels like we
only saw each other yesterday.

- And when did you last see each other?
- Like secondary school.

Oh, I see.

- Were you a couple?
- No, no, nothing like that.

- Would you like to be?
- Piss off.

- Can you pass the salad, please?
- What? I mean, if you like her...

- We're having a coffee.
- Yeah, and that might lead to something.

Wouldn't you like that,
if you fancy her?

- Is she in a relationship?
- I didn't ask.

I don't think she'd be
asking him out if she was.

For a... for a coffee,
for God's sake.

Exactly.

Nothing wrong with that.

If she's in a relationship?

Yeah.

Why, would you have a problem with that?

Well, if I was the guy
she was in a relationship with,

like if it was Michelle, no, no, no, no.

Why though?

I'd be afraid that she might...

fall for the other person
in spite of herself.

I mean, I'm sure people
don't plan to fall for each other

when they fall for each other, do they?

No, I suppose they don't.

Look, like I said,
it's a casual thing,

cup of coffee, catch up.

Hmm, right.

Bit of a reminisce.

Sorry, excuse me.

Daniel.

- Anna, how are you?
- Good.

Is Beth not with you?

- Oh, you're kidding.
- I'm sorry.

She told me to tell you that she needs
to finish some things,

and she'll be here straight after.

OK.

How's...?
Oh, dear.

- Jack?
- Jack.

He's good, yeah.

He just had another,
engagement tonight, but...

Lucky him.

Yeah, I guess it can be tricky,

you know, for a partner to be
at, you know, a thing like this.

No, it's not like everyone isn't lovely.
It's just, you know...

No, I get it.
It's just a different crowd.

Exactly.

Listen, I promised Beth that I would
take care of you until she arrives.

- Really?
- And protect you from Nancy Booze.

Nancy Booze. Too late.
She already got to me.

- No.
- Yeah.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

No, she's fine.

- Do me a favour.
- Yeah.

If I start to bore you, please don't
hesitate to go and talk to someone else.

OK. All right.

- I'm serious.
- OK. Well, please do the same for me.

I promise.

Cheers.

- Hey.
- Simon.

Hey.

- So, what am I looking for?
- I think it's the kidneys.

The signs are all there, the...

swelling in the eyes.

OK, well, let's see if you're right.

Can you do it straightaway?

No, I can't do it right away.

- Why not?
- I got my normal job.

Well, could you do it
as quickly as you can?

OK, yeah.
I'll try my best.

OK.

And she hasn't seen
her daughter in how long?

- Who, the woman?
- Yeah.

20 years.

She's never seen the grandkids.

Wow.

It's kind of inspiring though.

- Is it?
- Yeah.

- Like a second chance or whatever.
- I suppose.

Lee?

Can I borrow you for a second?

I'm not doing it.

- Why?
- Look, cos... I'm not.

But the dosage needs to be tested.

Well, so test it on Jamie.
Why not let him earn his keep?

I'm kidding. Sort of.

- Lee!
- Look, I don't do well with pain, mate.

Right? You know that.

- I don't mind doing it.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- Cool.

- Why?
- If it has to be done, then...

Exactly.

How unpleasant will it be?

Does he need more alcohol?

No, it should react
with the tiniest amount.

sh*t.

Aw, sh*t.

f*cking...

- Shut up, Lee.
- I'm sorry, I can't help it.

- Is it really that bad?
- Yes.

- When does it stop?
- Probably not for a while.

Oh, f*ck.

Hi, it's Simon Reynolds.

Leave your name and number,
and I'll get back to you.

Simon, listen...

I'm sorry to bother you.
I was just wondering

whether you'd made any progress
on that sample I sent you.

Let me know as soon as you can. Thanks.

Hey. Where is everyone?

Well, Lee's gone on his date.

Oh, yes, of course.

- And Jamie's in bed.
- In bed?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's...

- He's not feeling too great.
- Oh.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

- We're doing well, Daniel.
- I know.

I know.

You want a drink?
Celebrate the progress?

No, I can't.

Why not?

Because I promised Jack
that I'd be home on time for a change.

- Just one.
- Just one.

This all sounds rather familiar.

Oh, no, no, no, no,
I didn't mean it like that.

No, I know.

- You sure you're OK?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

OK.

Don't get too drunk.

I won't.

- So I'll see you next week?
- Yeah.

- I can't wait.
- Hmm.

Anna.

Come here.

What's up?

I don't know. I just...

I just feel really good
when I'm with you and...

And then when I go home...

Yeah.

I know the feeling.

I don't know.
Maybe we should just end it.

- What do you mean?
- You know, this.

At least then no one gets hurt.

I don't want to end it.

Why not?

Well...

Because you have...

incredible eyes.

- Ah.
- Your amazing hair.

- And you have amazing hair too.
- Oh, I know.

This is serious, right?

Yeah.

- You were good, though, weren't you?
- Nah, I was OK.

I wasn't short enough.

What do you mean?

Well, you need to be short
to really excel in gymnastics.

Oh, well, I was the opposite.

What do you mean?

Well, I played basketball, so...

- Oh, yeah.
- ...the problem was my shortness.

Oh, right.

Would you like
another one of those or...?

No, I'm OK.

You sure?

Do you know what I'd m*rder, actually?

He was nice, but it got
to where I was seeing him,

like, maybe twice a week, so...

Why? I mean, where was he
the rest of the time?

With mates... I dunno.

And you didn't say something
to him?

- Naw.
- Why not?

I didn't wanna be that kind of person.

- What about you?
- What?

Are you in a relationship?

- Oh, no, not at the moment, no.
- Right.

How did, this happen?

Oh, it's...

- Car crash.
- Really?

Well, I wasn't wearing my seat belt,
and I went through the windscreen.

- You're kidding.
- No...

My ribs were crushed,
and some bone splinters

penetrated my left, like, lung
and an artery near my heart.

So... wow, you could have died.

Well, I would have. Only the guy that
operated on me was kind of a genius.

- Right.
- The surgeon, you know.

- When was this?
- About a year ago now.

- Right.
- The lesson being...

- Always wear your seat...
- Seat...

- ...belt.
- Exactly.

Well, it's cute though.

- What?
- Yeah, but I like it.

Like, it's very...
you know, it's very distinctive.

Anyway, same again?

- Yeah. Thank you.
- Yeah?

- Hello?
- Can you talk?

OK, so you were right
about the kidneys.

Your person's right on the verge
of stage-five renal failure.

- You there?
- Are you sure?

Yeah, a hundred percent.
I just emailed you the report, so...

OK.

Thank you, Simon.

No problem.

Daniel?

- Are you ready to do diaries?
- Sure.

Although, with the amount of patients
we're getting,

it will happen sooner than we think.

And if the garden works out, I'll
probably move it out of there anyway.

Find and set up something a bit bigger
down in one of the off tunnels.

I mean, you know,
baby steps and all, but...

Yeah, no.

I'm really happy with how everything's
coming along, I must say.

So, Wallace,
you wanna do Thursday, right?

Well, I have a meeting in the morning,

so is the afternoon OK?

Sure.

Cool.

- When are you gonna pick up Mrs Farnham?
- Oh, about an hour and a half.

Actually, could I just tell
you something else before we finish?

OK.

I mean, look, not to be...
stupid or sentimental or nothing, but...

can I just say that...?

I really feel I've grown as a person
since we've been doing this.

And, you know, I think a lot of that's
down to your, you know...

influence, Daniel.
You know, your friendship, I suppose.

I mean...

it is a friendship, isn't it?

My wife would be dead
if it wasn't for you.

But apart from that.

Of course it is.

And also, actually, just how like...

you never weakened
or gave up on your wife. I just...

It's really inspiring to me, that's all.

I appreciate that, Lee.

See you, mate.

Oh, sh*t.

Yeah.

- Can I come in?
- Yeah, of course.

If any zombies
happen to get into your house,

sh**t them in the head...

How you feeling?

- Yeah, a bit ill.
- Right.

What is it?

So I actually wasn't
gonna tell you this...

The policeman, he died.

Oh.

Sorry, mate.

So...

I'm a m*rder*r,
on top of everything else.

Ah, that's probably manslaughter, is it?
I mean...

And what's she gonna think of me?

- Who?
- Michelle.

- She's gonna hate me.
- No. No, she's not.

She is.

And do you know what the worst thing is?

I can't even explain myself to her.

- Jamie...
- I really miss her, Lee.

I really miss her.

I know.

- There you go. Have a good day.
- Thank you.

- Hi, I...
- Hi.

I mean...

I do all the menial sh*t, you know,
the cleaning up, the cooking...

Yeah, but you don't have to think.

What do you mean?

Well, she does all the organising, yeah?

And she has that mental weight
on her all the time.

- Ahh.
- You just have to do what you're told.

- Which is fine, but...
- Right. I get you.

- You get me?
- Yeah.

You have nothing to worry about.

Just make sure
you keep your receipt.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi...

You probably don't remember me...

We met in the Angel
about six months ago.

Very briefly.

- You... you were with Jamie.
- Yes.

- Yeah, I do remember you.
- Well, he's fine.

I'm sorry?

He's fine, and, you know,
he misses you and...

Hang on.

What?

Something happened there.

- What?
- Shh.

Look, he just wants to say...

sorry for how stupid he's been
and how he's devastated

about what's happened. And I want
you to put this in your bag now.

Why?

So he can contact you.

Keep it hidden and only use it with him.

So when will he call?

He'll text.

You'll hear from him around midnight,
make sure that you're alone.

OK. Oh, my God.

- Thank you so much.
- All right, you're welcome.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- OK.
- Hi.

- So, what happened?
- I don't know.

- He moved her.
- What do you mean?

Her hand went to her mouth
like she was surprised or...

- Moved.
- Moved, yeah.

Right.

- f*ck this.
- Karen.

- Karen!
- Gonna see if I can catch his reg.

f*ck.

Watch out!

Get off! Get off, man. Jesus!

- Nah! I can't believe it!
- Shh.

- I can't believe it.
- Shh. Shh.

You have to do
what I told you, all right?

- Of course.
- Which is what?

- Only text.
- No, I... I mean it, Jamie.

I'm already taking
a huge risk by doing this.

I know.

When can I get in touch with her?

I told her she wouldn't hear from you
until midnight.

- I have to wait until midnight?
- Yeah.

- But that's hours away, man.
- You're bloody complaining?

Sorry, Lee, you're right.

I'm really grateful, man.

You're welcome.

- Right down here. Mind your step.
- Yep.

- You remember to skip breakfast?
- Yes.

Good.

- Because of the anaesthetic.
- Right.

Now...

I've got a few errands to run, so I'm
not gonna be there during the operation.

But don't worry. Dr Sutton-Greville's
as good as they come.

Doctor?

Sorry...

Sorry.

- What was I saying?
- The drug is very potent.

It is. It is. And I've already tested
an oral version on one of my colleagues,

a young man, and to be honest,
it had a very dramatic effect on him.

I don't care.

Sorry, Mrs Farnham,
would you excuse me a minute?

I need to meet tonight.
I can't discuss it over the phone.

- Why not?
- I just can't.

And it has to be tonight?

Yeah.

Simon?

Got something important tonight.

I'll pay you 200 pounds.

- For 20 minutes.
- Two hundred pounds?

For 20 minutes of your time.

Let's call it a consultation fee.

Well, can you come to my lab?

Of course.

Fine. See you then.

Listen, Daniel...

I'm not sure you shouldn't go away
and have a longer think about this.

Seriously.

Well, didn't you say you knew
these kinds of people?

Well, "know" might be pushing it a bit.

- So you don't.
- No, I do.

I can put you
in touch with someone,

but Jesus, this isn't something
you enter into lightly, man.

- For a start, it costs money.
- Fine.

- Big money.
- And you'll be dealing with people

whose trustworthiness
I can in no way vouch for.

- I don't care.
- You don't care?

No.

All I want is a number.

Will you thank
Dr Sutton-Greville again for me?

- Yeah, of course.
- I'm so grateful.

- Listen, you can...
- No.

I mean, you have no idea.

Well, you're welcome.

I have a family now.

OK.

God bless both of you.

What is it?

I don't know.

She's not looking great.

Her kidneys are failing.

What?

How do you know?

I just do.

But then what's the point...?

Don't worry.

- If she can't process...
- I'm on it.

What do you mean, you're on it?

Do you know how long
it takes to get a kidney?

- Yeah, but I've...
- What?

I've been in contact with someone
who can get one quickly.

You mean illegally?

Do you know
where those organs come from?

- Yeah.
- Well...

I do. And no one's more aware
of the weight of what I'm doing than me.

- All right?
- Well, if you're so aware of it,

- ...why are you considering...?
- My only other option is to let her die.

I'm not gonna do that, Anna, all right?
She's my wife.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that
to come out like that.

I gotta get home.

See you tomorrow?

Anna?

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Anna?
- Hi.

The wanderer returns.

Yeah.

And no one ever wants
to admit their idea is wrong.

So they hold onto it,
even if someone else's is better.

It's so bloody counter-productive,
you know?

Anyway...

How was your day?

Anna?

Oh, that's cool. OK, so...

I'll see you then, Celine.

Sorry?

I like you too.

All right, good night.

Night-night.

In a post-disaster world,
with its increased instability

and greater onus on simple survival,
will there still be a place for love

in the purest, most romantic
sense of the word?

I see no reason whatsoever to doubt it.

In fact, we only need to look,

historically, at humanity's
unmistakable need to believe in this.

- Lee?
- Yeah.

I couldn't borrow
your vacuum cleaner again, could I?

Oh, buy a f*cking new one.

OK, yeah, hang on a sec.

Unbelievable.

Hey.

- Who are you? Where's Helen?
- Who's Helen?

Get up.

Get up before I do it again.

Now sit in that chair.

- Quickly.
- Here?

That's Whitesnake.

- Yeah.
- Great band.

"Still of the Night",
"Fool for Your Loving".

No, I don't really know them.
I just found that on the tube.

Oh.

Anyway, we wanted to ask you some
questions pertaining to Jamie Harris,

to his whereabouts
and the money he stole.

- We were told you're a friend of his.
- I'm not.

- You're not?
- Well, like, I know him, but I don't...

Ahh! I don't!

- I don't know where he is.
- What about someone who might?

I don't know anybody who might. Please.

You f*ck...

Too much, Keith. Too far.

Come on.

f*ck.

- f*ck.
- What about someone who might?

OK.

Who?

I don't know where she lives,
but I know where she works.

Who, Lee?

Who?