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Episode 2
The Abbey

Scene 1 - The Argument in the Inn

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INT. - RESTAURANT - DAY

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SOUNDS of a dining room, plates, cups, CHATTER from other guests.

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NOAH

(Apologetic, he takes this personally)

Honestly, mate. This has never happened before. Can’t believe it but i’m glad you’re alright.

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CHARLIE

(Sleepily, yawning)

Thanks, Noah. I was told just yesterday that there was practically no crime in the village.

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NOAH

(Embarrassed)

Yeah, usually ain’t. Through a window as well, we heard nothing. Honestly we want to make it up to you, mate.

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CHARLIE

(Cheerful but tired)

Don’t worry about it Noah, it’s not your fault.

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NOAH

(Still apologetic)

We’ve put you in the best room in the Inn. We’ll also happily pay for anything that was missing. Was it much?

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CHARLIE

(Unconcerned)

Honestly, Noah. You’ve done enough. The only thing taken was a letter. Everything was ransacked but nothing missing, thankfully. Not too many clothes shops in town so i’m glad I still have my clothes.

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NOAH

(Confused)

A letter?

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CHARLIE

(Sad about the loss)

Yes, the one from Anna.

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NOAH

(Baffled)

Strange thing to steal, mate. Any reason why?

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CHARLIE

(Accepting that the loss isn’t important)

It was in an envelope and they might have thought it had money in it. Not much else to take to be honest. The window was slightly open earlier and like most robberies it was probably just opportunistic. Saw a window slightly ajar and thought there might be something good. Ended up with a letter.

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NOAH

(Joking)

Lucky you travel light, mate. Mora packs as if were moving house, would have been a heck of a claim on the insurance if it was us.

(Laughing)

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CHARLIE

(Cheerful)

Yeah, I don’t need much. Anyway, better go. Need to meet the local police, Grace. Give a statement. See you later, Noah.

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Charlie PUSHES his Chair back and stands up.  He WALKS out of the dining room and UP the stairs. Charlie STOPS on the steps.

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(Overheard)

MORA

(Raging at Noah)

You can’t spend money like that Noah, for Gods sake. We’ve nearly gone under as it is.

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NOAH

(Trying to be calm)

I know I ...

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MORA

(Angrily)

We’ve barely made anything since covid. If this summer doesn’t get booked we’re out of a business and a house, Noah, and you’re spending on stupid things like that.

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NOAH

(Calm and apologetic)

I thought it would make you happy. How was I supposed to know it would be such a waste.

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MORA

(Angrily)

A hot tub, what are we going to do with a hot tub, Noah? It’s freezing up here. How are you going to manage it with the guests, it only fits two. What were you thinking?

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NOAH

(Realising how stupid he has been)

I’m sorry, I’ll send it back. 

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MORA

(Shouting)

Send it back now, Noah, Gods sake.

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 Charlie continues WALKING up the stairs. He TAKES his room key from his pocket and OPENS his door. He GRABS his jacket and WALKS back down the stairs. His door CLOSES behind him. 

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FADE OUT

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Scene 2 - Grace Bennett

 

INT. - POLICE STATION - DAY

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The Police Station door buzzer SOUNDS. CHARLIE OPENS the heavy door and then CLOSES it behind him. Charlie WALKS through the Lino hallway, his footsteps ECHOING as he walks.

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GRACE

(Slightly dry)

Good morning, Mr. Pembroke. Thanks for gracing us with your presence.

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GRACE UNLOCKS and OPENS the reception Door. Grace and Charlie WALK across the lino floor. Another door is OPENED and CLOSES as Grace PULLS out a Chair for Charlie.

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GRACE

(Same tone, but with a hint of mock formality)

Take a seat, sir.

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CHARLIE

(Politely)

Thanks.

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Grace PULLS a chair out and it SCRAPES across floor. Grace SITS down and TAKES OUT a notebook and pen.

 

GRACE

(Amused)

So, you're usually on this side of the table, huh? I guess it's a little weird, but don't worry, I won't bite.

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CHARLIE

(Trying to keep it light)

Not for a long time now, ma’am.

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GRACE

(Slightly sarcastic)

Oh, please, you make me sound ancient. It's PC Bennett, for now. Charles, right? Or is Charlie?

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CHARLIE

(Awkward chuckle)

Charlie is fine, PC Bennett.

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GRACE

(Serious again, but with dry undertone)

Great. Let’s get this statement done so we can all pretend to be professionals. What happened last night?

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CHARLIE

(Politely)

Last night, around 9pm, I came back to my room at the Tuath na Marbh Inn. I just spoke with Noah briefly ... just small talk. Then I went upstairs. The door was locked, used my key, and found the room ransacked. Clothes on the floor, suitcase open and upside down on the bed. The window was open. I know I closed it before I left. Went straight back down to Noah and called the police. I stayed with him until your colleague arrived.

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Grace SCRIBBLES without looking up, clearly unfazed by the chaos Charlie describes.

 

CHARLIE

(Continuing)

I grabbed some clothes, which I’m wearing now, and checked what was missing. The only thing gone was a letter from Anna, the museum curator.

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Grace’s pen STOPS. She glances up briefly, her eyes sharp.

 

GRACE

(Quirky but suspicious)

Ah, Anna. Of course. Personal letter? Or strictly professional?

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CHARLIE

(Slightly thrown off)

Uh... not personal. She wanted to hire me. Detective work. Some missing artefact from the museum.

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GRACE

(Biting)

Because we couldn’t find it ourselves, I assume. Charming.

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CHARLIE

(Trying to smooth over)

I wouldn’t put it like that, but yes, more or less.

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GRACE

(Dryly amused)

I’m sure you wouldn’t. And that letter was the only thing missing? Are you sure?

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CHARLIE

(Awkward chuckle)

Yes. Everything else was just scattered around, nothing taken. Even the money in the bedside drawer was untouched.

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GRACE

(Sarcastic)

What a considerate burglar. Leave the cash, take the stationery. Any reason someone might go out of their way to steal that letter?

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CHARLIE

(Thinking)

Not really. There was nothing in it of value. Probably just bad luck. The thief thought the envelope had money in it or something.

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GRACE

(Skeptical)

Uh-huh. You’re not worried it was targeted? You did mention Anna, after all.

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CHARLIE

(Coolly)

I don’t see why it would be. I’m just a guest here. I don’t know anyone, barely. Tourist robbery, maybe, but it’s not like I’ve got anything else to offer.

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GRACE

(Musing)

Right. Just a stranger passing through. Nothing interesting about that. No enemies, no one who might want a little look at your private correspondence?

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CHARLIE

(Sincerely)

No, honestly. Like I said, just a letter. Noah said this kind of thing is rare around here.

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GRACE

(Dry and skeptical)

Yeah, rare’s one way to put it. Fort Augustus doesn’t usually offer much excitement in the off-season. Bit of bicycle theft in the summer, a lost wallet here and there, but a ransacking? Not our style.

(Pause)

(Tight smile)

If it was some random passerby, we might never catch them. But I’ll be checking CCTV, asking around. Small town like this? We don’t let crimes slip through the cracks easily. We’re very... thorough.

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CHARLIE

(Trying to sound reassuring)

I’m sure you’ll do your best. It’s just a letter at the end of the day, no real harm done.

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GRACE

(Dry)

Right. Just a letter. From Anna.

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The SILENCE goes on a touch too long.

 

GRACE

(Slightly teasing)

I’ll keep in touch with you at the Inn. Got a number I can reach you on?

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CHARLIE

(Politely)

Sure. Here’s my card. Call me anytime.

Charlie PULLS his card from his pocket and hands it to her. Grace takes it, her expression unreadable.

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GRACE

(With a small smile)

Oh, I will. Thanks, Charlie.

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CHARLIE

(Standing)

See you later.

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Door OPENS and CLOSES. Charlie’s footsteps ECHO as he leaves.

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Scene 3 - Meeting Elena

 

EXT. - FORT AUGUSTUS - DAY

 

Ambient town noises, people WALKING, TALKING, cars DRIVING and birds CHIRPING.

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ELENA

(Shouting, voice strained, on the verge of desperation)

Mr Pembroke, Mr Pembroke.

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CHARLIE

(Surprised, turning)

Hello, Elena.

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ELENA

(Talking quickly, her words stumbling over each other in panic)

Mr. Pembroke, I need to talk to you—about my son, Jamie—my missing son. Noah told me at the Inn, he said you’re a detective, that you solve cases.

(Her voice cracks slightly)

Um ... you can help me find him, can’t you? Please... my missing son, Jamie... he’s been gone for a week...

 

CHARLIE

(Calmly, trying to soother her)

Elena, Elena, take a breath. 

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ELENA

(Talking quickly)

I just, just think you can find my little, my little Jamie. He’s missing.

(Her voice breaks, tears starting to fall)

What if... what if he’s in trouble? What if it’s my fault?

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CHARLIE

(Gently, trying to reassure her)

Elena, I might be able to help. We met yesterday. I took a leaflet. 

(Pause)

But, look, I’m not a Police Officer. I’m a private detective. There are limits to what I can do. 

 

ELENA

(Crying quietly, her voice barely holding together)

I know, Mr Pembroke. I know, Mr Pembroke but the police aren’t finding him and he’s been missing for a week and it’s not like him. They think he’s out taking drugs with friends. They don’t care about him.

(Her voice hardens with frustration)

They don’t care about him. They don’t know him like I do. Jamie’s only done that once ... he’s not an addict or anything, he’s just a normal boy.

 

(She starts crying louder, overwhelmed by fear and helplessness)

 

CHARLIE

(Reassuringly)

I know you feel that Elena. I can ask Grace about the investigation for you, see what I can find out.

 

ELENA

(Sobbing)

Would you ... Would you do that Mr Pembroke. He’s my only son. I can’t lose him, I can’t lose him, Charlie. It’s just me and him.

 

CHARLIE

(Sympathetically)

Of course. I’m also going up to the Abbey. Jamie worked there didn’t he?

 

ELENA

(Sobbing, trying to regain some composure)

Yes, in the library. He loved it there. He was...

(She pauses, guilt creeping into her voice)

... such a smart boy. Always reading, always asking questions. I should’ve... I should’ve seen something. I should’ve known he was... changing. He was reading all those books.

 

CHARLIE

(Sympathetically)

I’ll ask about him up there and find out as much as I can for you, okay.

 

ELENA

(Whimpering)

Oh, Mr Pembroke. Oh, Mr Pembroke. Thank you, thank you.

 

CHARLIE

(Kindly, reassuringly)

You’re welcome, Elena, and call me Charlie, okay. I have your number from the leaflet. I’ll get in touch when I know anything.

 

ELENA

(Sniffling, trying to express gratitude through her sorrow)

Thank you, Charlie. Thank you so much... You’re an angel. An absolute angel.

 

CHARLIE

(Sympathetically)

I’ll be in touch later, Elena. Look after yourself, okay.

 

ELENA

(Snivelling)

Thank you again, Charlie. You’re an angel. An angel, really.

 

Charlie’s WALKS off along the pavement. 

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FADE OUT

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Scene 4 - Meeting Abbot Alaric

 

EXT. - ABBEY EXTERIOR - DAY

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CHARLIE walks up the GRAVEL path onto the FLAGSTONE steps. AMBIENT sounds of birds, a gentle wind is BLOWING the trees. 

Charlie RINGS the doorbell of the large Abbey. The Doorbell sounds DEEP and vibrates within the building. After a short pause the door opens with a CREAK.

 

MONK

(Softly, almost a whisper)

Good morning, Brother. How may I help?

 

CHARLIE

(Too loud for the quiet space)

Good morning, my name is Charles Pembroke. I’m here to speak with the Abbot.

 

MONK

(Softly)

Do you have an appointment?

 

CHARLIE

(Quieting his voice to match the Monks)

No, i’m sorry. I didn’t know I would need one. Is he available?

 

MONK

(Quietly, sighing)

Wait here. 

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The door slowly swings shut, CREAKING as it closes.

 

CHARLIE

(Quietly to himself)

Okay, interesting welcome.

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The door CREAKS back open.

 

MONK

(Softly)

Come in, Mr Pembroke.

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Charlie enters and the door CREAKS shut behind him.

 

CHARLIE

(Courteously)

Thank you.

 

MONK

(Softly)

Wait here.

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The monk WALKS off up the carpeted hallway, stops and KNOCKS at a door. He TALKS quietly to the person inside. Another Monk exits the room and WALKS toward Charlie. 

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly, almost rhythmic)

Good morning, Mr Pembroke. I am Abbot Alaric, the head of our order. Apologies for the welcome and sorry to be talking to you under such circumstances.

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CHARLIE

(Matching the Abbot’s calm speech)

Good morning, Abbot. What circumstances would they be.

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ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Why our missing helper, Jamie. Hopefully, I can be of some assistance and we can bring him home. Come with me to my office.

 

CHARLIE

(Calmly)

Of course, thank you.

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They WALK along the stone hallway. 

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I’m not strictly looking to find Jamie. I’m actually here on behalf of the museum.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(A hint of surprise)

Oh ... that is surprising. How can we help?

 

CHARLIE

(Moving to his more professional speech)

Well, just to be clear. I’m a private detective and not a police officer. I was hired by the museum curator, Anna Forrester. I’m looking into a missing amulet that was stolen from the museum shortly before Jamie Sinclair went missing. While there is nothing to suggest he is involved i’m trying to speak to him because he worked in the museum. I have spoken with Elena Sinclair and have promised her to ask about Jamie. So, if i can find Jamie while investigating the amulet then that would be the best scenario.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly, giving away little)

I see and how can we help you?

 

CHARLIE

(Professionally)

What do you know about Jamie? Do you have any idea where he might have gone?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(With a smile, charming)

As I said to the police, Jamie has been staying here for, oh, about two years now. He works mainly in the library along with brother Ambrose, the librarian, and Father Oswald, his assistant. As far as I know, Brother Ambrose has found him an excellent help. His work is excellent and he is very keen to learn. He’s an asset to the abbey. Always gets involved in our projects and helps out wherever he can. His room is always spotless and he follows our rules. I haven’t spoken to him much in these past two years. As I say, he mainly works in the library. His room is in the east wing and he has access to a private entrance so I hardly see him. Running an Abbey is busy work and i’m either working in here or out in the community helping our congregation.

 

CHARLIE

(Professionally)

I see. Is it possible to speak with Brother Ambrose and Father Oswald. I would also like to see his room, with your permission.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Of course, the library is at the other side of the Abbey and his room is on the way. The police and Elena have been before and they found nothing suspicious but you are welcome to have a look. I will have to supervise you, though.

 

CHARLIE

(With a hint of sarcasm)

Absolutely, that’s very kind. Thank you.

 

FADE OUT

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Scene 5 - Jamie's Room

 

INT. - JAMIE’S ROOM - DAY

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As the Door OPENS the outside sounds of the WIND and some BIRDS are heard. CHARLIE and the ABBOT walk into the room and their shoes echo on the stone floor.

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ABBOT ALARIC

(A touch too helpfully)

This is Jamie’s room, Mr Pembroke. 

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CHARLIE

(Professionally)

Thanks, Abbot. Has the window been open since he left?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Friendly, polite)

We open all of the windows in the morning. It’s good to let the air around the place. The Abbey can get quite stuffy.

 

Charlie WALKS around the room. 

 

CHARLIE

(Inquisitively)

It’s very tidy, has the room been cleaned since Jamie left.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

No, Jamie was always excellent at keeping his room tidy. We ask that all guests keep their rooms as tidy as possible. We are quite rural, Mr Pembroke, and there is always a risk of mice, rats or ants coming into the building. It has been a problem before.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Do you think I might look in these drawers?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Helpfully)

Go ahead, if it helps.

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Charlie OPENS each of the two drawers and SHUFFLES through them. In the first drawer is blank paper and writing materials. In the second he finds a journal which he REMOVES and PLACES on the desk. Charlie OPENS it and LEAFS through the pages.

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CHARLIE

(Inquiring, trying to get a rise from the Abbot)

This is interesting. Was Jamie dedicated to your faith.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Less calm than before)

He is a Catholic and attended our masses. Why do you ask?

 

CHARLIE

(Smiling)

Interesting. Did you know he was interested in the occult?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Surprised but calm)

The occult? What are you talking about?

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

In this journal. There are writings, papers and diagrams that are occult in nature. The magic circle, the emblem of Thelema, and notes from the liber al Vel Legis. He seemed to have an interest in the work of Aleister Crowley. 

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Returning to his calm tone)

Alesteir Crowley. I’m not familiar.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Neither am I. I have no idea who he is. He wrote about him in his journal. But it is interesting. Did you know that Jamie was researching the occult?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Surprised)

Not at all

(Pause)

We do have a section of the Abbey Library on the occult. The Abbey was built in 1876 and the library has been part of the building from its time as a fort. We inherited quite a lot of the library collections from that time. Including the occult collection. I’ve never read any of it myself it’s not of interest to me but Brother Ambrose would be able to tell you more. 

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

I’ll finish looking through the rest of the room if that’s alright.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Of course, take your time, Mr Pembroke.

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Charlie OPENS the wardrobe and SHUFFLES through the clothes. 

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FADE OUT​

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Scene 6 - The Library

 

INT. - THE LIBRARY - DAY

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Door OPENING. Quiet. Two sets of footsteps ECHOING on stone and then carpet.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calm but glad)

So, nothing more from the room.

 

CHARLIE

(Slightly frustrated)

Sadly not, Abbot. Although there didn’t appear to be any clothing missing, it’s hard to tell. He didn’t seem to have much.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

No, not much at all. We don’t encourage materialism, Mr Pembroke. Perhaps our ways have rubbed off on Jamie. In any case the rooms are so small that there isn’t anywhere to keep anything. Ah ... Father Oswald. Where can we find Brother Ambrose today?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Happy and excitable)

Oh, hello Abbot. Last time I saw him he was in the back room filing some papers. Should still be there.

 

A trolley TRUNDLES across the carpet in the distance. Footsteps on CARPET then onto STONE, moving off into the distance. Charlie and the Abbot walk across to a small desk and PRESS a small bell. 

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Annoyed at being disturbed)

Can I help?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Ignoring the Brother’s tone)

Afternoon, Brother Ambrose. We have a visitor. Mr Pembroke. He is an investigator and had a few questions about Jamie.

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Irritated)

Does he have to do it now. Frankly, I’m quite busy Abbot.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

The quicker it’s done the quicker you can get back to your filing brother. “give to everyone who asks you”, Brother Ambrose.

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Irritated)

And “the hand of the diligent will rule” Brother Abbot. What do you want Mr Pembroke?

 

CHARLIE

(Interrupting and ignoring the Brother’s attitude)

You worked here with Jamie?

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Almost angry)

Yes.

 

CHARLIE

(Calmly and professional)

Had you worked with him long?

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Annoyed, sighing)

Check his employment record, Mr Pembroke. Are we done?

 

CHARLIE

(Calm and professional)

Not quite, Brother Ambrose. Do you often encourage staff to read your occult collection? Unusual for a man of Christ.

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Infuriated)

What are you talking about? I’ve been dedicated to Christ for my whole life. Who are you to question my faith .

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Concerned that the conversation has turned sour)

Brother Ambrose, Mr Pembroke that is quite enough ...

 

CHARLIE

(Talking down to the Brother)

It’s just that we have a theft and a missing lad who was heavily into the occult and who worked in a library with you, Brother Ambrose. A man who runs a library with an occult collection.

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Less annoyed, almost mocking)

An occult collection.

(Laughs)

Mr Pembroke, come with me.

 

The three men WALK along the carpeted library. Brother Ambrose UNLOCKS a wooden door. The wooden door CREAKS OPENS and as the men WALK into the small room it CLOSES behind them. 

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Smug and condescending)

This is our collection, Mr Pembroke. Not even two shelves of books. We are a Christian Abbey, Mr Pembroke. We have books which go back to the 18th century because of the past of this wonderful building. But we do not encourage the reading of such blasphemous books nor do we allow access to them.

 

CHARLIE

(Ignoring the Brother’s tone)

Who has access to this room?

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Annoyed at the accusation)

Myself and the Abbot. Jamie never came into this room. Now. I have work to do. Are we done.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional with a hint of threat)

For the moment, Brother Ambrose.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Okay, Mr Pembroke. Let us leave the Brother to his important work. Good day Brother Ambrose and thank you.

 

BROTHER AMBROSE

(Grumbling)

 

Charlie and the Abbot WALK back across the library. In the distance a wooden door is CLOSED and LOCKED.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Apologetically)

Apologies for the Brother, he suffers from a condition which causes him pain. He used to be quite charming in his youth. Sadly, he suffers too much and we can not do much to help him. He loves his work and sees it as his Godly duty.

 

CHARLIE

(Genuinely sorry)

I’m sorry he’s in pain. It can’t be easy. But we learned something.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Polite, friendly)

What was that, Mr Pembroke.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

That Jamie may not have learned about the occult here. Do you know if he had many friends outside the Abbey. 

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Warming to Charlie)

I never saw him with anyone. He was here a lot of the time. He went home to see his mother, Elena, quite often but I don’t know if he had friends in the village.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Can we talk with the other Brother?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Friendly)

Father Oswald ... Of course. 

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The two men WALK towards a trolley which TRUNDLES in the distance. The trolley stops. A man is WHISTLING. 

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Father Ambrose, may we have a word?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Excited and overly friendly)

Of course, Abbot. How can i help?

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calmly)

Mr Pembroke is an investigator, he is looking into Jamie’s disappearance and wanted to ask you a few questions.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional but friendly)

Actually, I’m looking into a robbery at the museum. Jamie worked there I believe.

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Surprised)

A robbery, oh my. Not our Jamie, surely.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

I’m not saying that Father, but i do need to talk to Jamie but he’s missing and by finding him I might find out something about the museum.

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Friendly, alert)

Sure, sure. How can I help?

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Jamie, worked here in the library. Did he have full access to everything here?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Friendly, alert)

Everything? You’re asking about our restricted section? Oh, no. Only Brother Ambrose and the Abbott have access to our restricted section. There are some very valuable and delicate works. The library has been here since the 18th century. There’s a lot of history in these walls. Why are you interested in the restricted section?

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

We found some material in Jamie’s room that may have come from the restricted section. 

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Realising the connection)

Ah, you’re talking about his occult diary?

 

CHARLIE

(Surprised)

Yes, how did you know?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Friendly, alert)

He spoke about it often. He had a real interest in the occult. When he was at school he found out that Aleister Crowley had bought a house near here. Boleskine house. 

 

CHARLIE

(Curious)

Who is Aleister Crowley?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Excited)

He was a magician, apparently. Started a religion called Thelema. All about raising ancient gods and deities. He was a fascinating man. Climbed K2, was a brewer, an engineer, a poet, a painter and a novelist. Quite a busy man. Anyway, he got into the occult at university and joined the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, and people say the Catholics have odd names for things, anyway, he left that particular group after he fell out with some of the members. Then he started his own religion. Based on the idea that a deity,

(Pause)

 whose name escapes me, anyway, this deity spoke to Aleister Crowley and told him to write a book. I think he stole that idea from us. But we got there about 2,000 years before him.

(Laughing)

Anyway, he lived in Scotland for a time. Called himself the lord of Boleskine and dressed in highland dress. Quite a character for Fort Augustus. 

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

What did this have to do with Jamie?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Friendly)

Sorry, it’s a hobby of mine and I get quite into it. Must have rubbed off on Jamie. He got really interested in Aleister Crowley. Not in a serious way I don’t think but he was reading about him, he showed me his journal. Very detailed. I told him to write a book on the subject. As if we need more books.

(Laughing)

Anyway, I thought it was good for the boy to have a hobby. Young lad living in an Abbey around boring old men all day. 

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Do you know if he had any other friends?

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Friendly, alert)

Not that I knew of. I know he went away for a few days before. Met some lads working on one of the farms and got a bit carried away. Didn’t see him for a few days and when I did he was a bit worse for wear. That’s the young for you though.

(Laughing)

Anyway, he sees his mother often. I think that’s the only place he goes except for here.

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

Interesting, thank you for your time father. I’ll let you get back to your work.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Slightly annoyed)

Yes, thank you father. I’m sure we’ll be talking about your “interests” later. 

 

FATHER OSWALD

(Embarrassed)

Of course, if you need anything else.

Father Oswald begins PLACING books back on the shelf. Charlie and the Abbot LEAVE the library.

 

ABBOT ALARIC

(Calm and friendly)

Is there anything else we can do for you, Mr Pembroke. 

 

CHARLIE

(Professional)

That’s alright for now, Abbot. Thank you. You’ve been very helpful. I’ll need to be getting back to the village. It’s starting to get dark.

​

ABBOT ALARIC

(Polite, friendly)

Of course, of course. I’ll walk you to the door.

​

They WALK towards the main door. 

​

FADE OUT

​

Scene 7 - The Car

​

EXT. - COUNTRY LANE - NIGHT

​

CHARLIE WALKS along the gravel drive. Nighttime country sounds. Wind BLOWING through trees.

 

CHARLIE 

(To himself)

So Jamie was interested in the occult. So is the good Father, I wonder if that’s unusual for a man of the cloth or is learning about religions part of the package. I suppose if you have belief it’s worth looking into others beliefs. Unless your the good Brother Ambrose, not a lot of thinking beyond his own world for that one. 

 

Car in the distance on the GRAVEL.

 

CHARLIE

(To himself)

He’s a bit close to the edge.

​

Car getting CLOSER. FOOTSTEPS in the mud.

 

CHARLIE

(Angrily)

How far in do you want me to move, into the ditch?

​

Car much CLOSER. Sound of TYRES on gravel then mud.

 

CHARLIE

(Shouting)

For the love of ... are you drunk man.

​

HORN sounds and the engine REVS. Charlie JUMPS into a bush.

​

CHARLIE

(Shocked)

Aargh, hump.

​

Charlie STANDS up he MOVES from the muddy verge back onto the gravel drive.

 

CHARLIE

(Shouting)

What are you doing? 

(Pause)

Damn, idiot. 

(Pause)

What the ...

​

The car TURNS on gravel. Engine REVVING. 

 

CHARLIE

(Shouting)

Oi, what are you aaarrrgghh!!!

Glasgow, Scotland, ML6

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