The Vanishing

- All right, James. - Thanks. Much appreciated.

- Daddy! - Hey! Lizzie!

Hello, sweet pea.

Mwah!

Hi.

This should see you through.

But if you run out...

Just go to the NLB office, and ask for an advance.

Hey. How're you doing there?

Thomas?

Mwah! Best head off, now.

I love you, Mary.

I know you do.

Hey, Jonny.

- You all right, son? - Morning, Kenny.

What's happening?

Have a word with your man, would you?

We agreed a price.

Hey, are we ready to go?

That wee job working out for you?

Ah, we're very grateful for it.

Thanks for sorting it, Thomas.

Sure you can afford that?

No problem.

Ha!

Now you turn up!

No, you don't scare me, big man.

Permission to come aboard your old wreck, Kenny?

Shut your mouth.

Where are you sleeping these days, you little bastard?

Ah, here and there.

Is that all you're taking?

It's all I have.

Sorry to keep you, Thomas.

How much further?

Here. Fill your boots, Donny boy.

At least the fish'll be pleased to see you.

Don't think he's made for the sea, that boy.

You got everything you need, pal?

See you in six weeks, yeah...

Oh, just drive the bloody boat, man.

- Thomas. - Duncan.

Ah.

Good to see you.

She took a big hit the other night.

It's offset the balance and upset the mercury.

Took hours to clean up.

That's a dirty job. I'll keep an eye on it.

I see you've taken on a new lad.

Ay.

What happened to yours?

It's been a long trip, this one.

And the winch is playing up, so I'm afraid you'll have to carry the stuff.

And there's no signal on the radio.

I'll sort it out.

Careful with that.

How are you keeping, Thomas?

We need to get going, now.

I'll pray for you.

You can try.

Keep the light.

I'll keep the light.

Hey, Jed. Jed.

Comfy?

Come on, Don.

Now, turn it slowly.

What does this do, then?

It's a foghorn.

When do we use it?

When it's foggy.

Hey, don't touch.

Give it some more.

Pull. Pull it down.

That'll never hold.

Tom?

There you go.

OK? Let it go - OK.

Ah.

Well done, Donald.

- That's it? - That's it. Let's go.

I've got you now, you big bastard.

Ay, you feeling brave, lad? Uh?

- -

Ay.

Ballbag.

Oh, you're a mess, son.

Eat it.

Don't murder it.

Here. Watch this.

Pirates...

called it "woolding."

If you want to get something out of someone,

this is what you use.

You tie it 'round the mate's head,

put the stick through the back,

ask a question,

and tighten.

No answer?

Ask the question again and tighten.

No answer?

Tighten.

And tighten.

Until...

The pressure's so great...

it'll pop the eyeball right out of the skull.

You and your bloody stories.

What do you call that thing that you catch them with?

A hook.

Jessica.

Freya.

Cathy.

Not all the coal, gents.

Remember, let's make it last.

This one's gonna be a howler.

Oof.

All right, Jed.

Let's get you safe, come on. Put you in the cupboard.

Thomas, the light.

The light!

Donald, stand back.

It's mercury.

What does this do, then?

Keeps the light turning.

Careful, lad.

Many a keeper's lost their mind to quicksilver.

That's 22 minutes we've been dark, James.

We have to move.

I'm moving.

Hey, boy!

Don't you look at me!

You can't touch me!

No!

Come on, Thomas. Come on.

Good morning.

Survived your first storm.

Hey.

We good?

Yeah.

Good.

Get out here. Bring the shovels.

You ever seen this before?

No, but it happens.

Let's clean up.

You may have to break the wings to get 'em in.

What is it? Huh?

Thomas!

What is it?

Jesus Christ!

Who is it?

Can we haul it up?

Fetch the rope, Donald. You're going down.

Why me?

'Cause I'm telling you to.

What about James?

Because he's too big, and he's too valuable.

Go!

- All good? - Well, I guess it's going to fucking have to be.

Watch your language.

Make sure you hold that tight.

Hey, hey, I got you, don't worry.

Fucking hold it!

- Easy. Easy. - OK, OK.

I'm nearly there!

Yeah.

Is he alive?

He's not breathing!

That boat's too small to be out this far.

Where do you think it came from, then?

I don't know.

The trunk!

It's locked!

Should we haul the body up?

No.

If he's dead, he's dead.

Let's get that chest up before the tide comes in.

All right!

- Hoist her up! - Heave, lad.

- Heave! -

Heave!

Jesus.

Donald! Donald!

- No, please... - Let's get this up!

No!