Who was she?
Rachel McBain.
She became fascinated with the religion of the African servants.
Nowadays we call it Woo do.
Locals thought she was a witch.
Cassie!
It wasn't an accident that you found the cannery. Nothing is.
Have you any idea how frustrating it is to be a lesbian ghost.
- Who is Azazeal? - He was the leader of the Nephelin.
They were angels who felt from heaven.
Have you been stalked by any foreign angels recently?
I seem to attract them.
What did he want this time?
Oh neither. Loot a human soul...
I don't think she's dealing with Thelma's death very well.
- Is not like her mother is any help... - What about her dad?
I don't think Cassie even remembers him.
- What did you see? - She was dead, Thelma.
She was hanging from a tree.
It's the girl.
History has a habit of repeating itself.
Esther McBain. Remember I told you about Rachel?
Yeah?
- So, Esther must be... - Rachel McBain's Daughter.
Do you think I have anything to do with what he said?
About what?
History repeating itself.
I'm going in a date.
Golden burls, I presume.
Yeah!
So, don't tell anyone you beat me.
Well, you wouldn't want to damage my reputation, would you?
Surely I'm doing that already...
...just by being here.
Well, that's true, yes.
Seriously, that they must think is weird, the others
No, why would they?
Well, for starters they think I'm into women.
And that's meant to put me off?
Look, I have no idea of what they think.
I don't give a shit of what they think.
I'm just happy to be here.
No!
That's a pleasure.
So, thanks. I had a really good night.
Me too.
Hang on.
- Are you OK? - Absolutely.
- Wait!
- What? - Eh, I'm really sorry.
- What is it? - Is kind of hard to explain.
- Go on. - It's... it's just a strange situation.
I thought it was a good situation.
It is. In a lot of place it really is.
Look, it's... it's not you OK? It's... I just can't do this now.
I'm sorry.
Do you ever do that again...
What?. I was concerned about you!
- Oh, please!
I was in the cantina and I had this strange feeling.
So did I. And you spoiled it.
- Cassie. - Look.
If I wanted a threesome-- - Which you do...
I’d pick someone who’s alive.
Cassie, listen to me. I was going to get some more cracks...
You made me look like an idiot!
Can't we stop talking about Troy for a minute?
No. We can't.
So the class room door is open, right?
He's never going to speak to me again.
He'll be fine! And on the board there is this family tree!
How am I supposed to explain I got a paranoid ghost stalker?
- Are you listening to me? - No!
- It shows the kings of England and stuff! - We need some ground rules.
- Some other time. - No, Now!
- Cassie! - No watching me in the shower!
- No watching me when I get dressed! - I've always done that!
No following me on dates and absolutely no spying on my boyfriends!
Is that everything? I was trying to tell you--
- No appearing in my dreams. - Cassie!
And stop eating all the time!
You're a McBain!
- You are related to Rachel. - What?
Is on the school records. Your Dad's name is James McBain.
Come in.
Hi, mom.
It's me, Cassie.
I know.
- Don't you give me a kiss? - Yes.
Is so nice to see you.
Flowers keep dying.
They always die.
Are you feeling any better?
You come to see the photographs.
- I found them the other day. - I've seen them. Last time.
- And the time before. - No, these are new ones.
Mom, there is... something I want to talk to you about. Come to sit down.
- I can show you later? - Yeah.
Mom. Do you remember years ago when I tried to find Dad...
...you totally freaked out.
Well, I thought it was because you were scared of loosing me
That, if got to know him it would somehow change things.
But that wasn't it, was it?
You knew he was a McBain.
And you knew about Rachel.
- You knew what would happen to me. - No.
- Cassie... - I thought that...
...you were trying to protect me, by keeping quiet.
But that wasn't it, was it?
If you wanted to do that you wouldn't have send me to Medenhan.
Cassie...
Because I can only think of one reason that you do that.
You wanted this for me, didn't you?
How could you do that?
You're my Mom. You are supposed to look after me.
Stop it. Please!
Did you want this to happen to me?
It was a nightmare.
Then why did you send me to that school?
I just need to know.
I didn't want it. Believe me!
He said he'd made it stop.
He promised, Cassie.
- Mom... - But it didn't stop.
He made sure of that.
I tried to get away... Everywhere I went Azazeal followed me...
...until in the end...
...no matter where I was because he was in here...
What does he want.
What's going to happen to me?
I don't know...
Mom, you have to tell me.
I don't know Cassie.
You are a McBain.
You're a descendent from the Medenham witches.
There is nothing you can do.
Because I found the cannery.
You were always going to find the cannery.
That way he knew you were ready.
For what?
What does he want?
Don't fight him Cassie.
You can't win.
Please, tell me what he wants.
You will come and see me, won't you?
You will leave me?
Tell my told
Life is a bitch.
Things go badly?
No. It's just hard.
You never know if she is away with the fairies or is still part me that...
hope she'll will sort everything out...
...look after me.
You have had a rough deal Cassie McBain...
Your dad disappeared... your mother is a nutter...
And my best friend is a lesbian ghost.
That socks!
And wonder what's one other thing...
Apparently, I'm a witch.
Well... I could have told you that.
I guess I haven't helped.
I irritate you, don't I?
No. Why?
- You're not getting bored of me? - No.
It's just sometimes...
...it feels like you'd rather I wasn't here.
No, Thelma.
And normally that would be fine...
except that I've got no one else to talk to.
I'm sorry.
And if you're sick of me now...
what's it going to be like in ten years, twenty years...?
You might meet someone.
Settle down with a couple of super natural cunts.
I'm sorry I'm giving you such a hard time.
It can't be easy being dead.
I miss you.
I know.
Do you miss me?
Only when I'm running out of batteries.
- We'll be all right. - We will.
I'll see you in the morning.
Or in your dreams.
I wasn't in you dreams. I promise.
It wasn't that scary.
I keep seen Esther.
Right. Sitting quietly in a corner?
No. Hanging from a rope.
Children do that some times.
With eyes full of blood?
They don't do that. Only madly possessed monsters do that.
Why do I keep seen her?
Well... there can be a number of reasons.
Such as?
Hallucinogenic drugs, schizophrenia, too much cheese last thing at night...
Ohhhh.
You're not going to like this.
Now, that is a surprise.
I think history is repeating itself.
Whatever happened to Esther is going to happen to you.
- What if we get away this weekend? - Cool.
No my Dad's place. Not after last time.
Somewhere by the sea.
- Will you come? - Yes, of course.
Yes, we could hire a boat.
Yeah, and tour the coast.
Yeah... or we could just remove it off-shore and get wrecked.
I think somebody's lost an admirer.
I bet is not Thelma's bench you are sitting on.
It's a daft idea if you ask me. But it was either that or...
...a netball trophy.
I thought her memorial was very moving.
I thought it was sycophantic nonsense.
It's a good word! And yes, you are probably right.
Get him!
Referee!
Hey, Cassie!
Jo is a little bit worried about you.
She thinks you might be going on a phobias.
I told her that A, I totally approve and B is to be expected.
I'm all right.
Pretty cursing history behind that woman...
They call it the hanging tree.
Sounds like an Agatha Christie novel, doesn't it?
I think I should write it.
Do you know what happened?
Long way back when a young girl died here.
She couldn't have been much older than you...
What?. She killed herself?
No. She had the audacity to kill her lover.
So the villagers lynched her.
Sounds a bit extreme.
They said that she had the devil in her.
God knows what that means.
Old country speak for PMT.
Sending it thereabout, hit me prove less sorely.
That doesn't work. Prozac maybe.
I'm afraid that doesn't work either.
I've the idea you have to take responsibility for your own life.
Do you believe in free will?
I think there are events which are inexplicable.
But ultimately the way we react to them is down to us.
You are a tough cookie Cassie.
I'm glad we had this chat.
You know where I am.
Come on Ted!
- Hey! - Shall I come back?
No.
You are doing that for me?
For the good of mankind.
Why have you been avoiding me?
You are the one who leaves the room when I'm in it.
I guess I... I just thought after the other night you are nothing to me.
So you uh... thought you get back with Gemma?
I love it when a woman gets jealous.
I'm not jealous.
Oh, now you are just making it worst.
That's where your hearts lies.
But... See... I thought I could have both of you...
...at the same time.
I mean you've got far better breasts that her...
But she's got a lot--
No.
- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry too.
I know it has been a bit strange these past few weeks, but things is going to change.
It's all right.
I mean is going to take time to get over Thelma.
You shouldn't feel guilty about that.
It's not just Thelma is other things.
Like what?
It doesn't matter really, because now I'm back in control.
- It's that so? - Yeah.
- Yeah?. You're sure about that? - Yeah.
Yeah? Because I really think I would like--
I don't want to buy you a beer, but you're clearly a nutter and I think it might calm you down.
Well, I don't want to drink with you either.
- You will.
Yes. Yes. I will.
I said I was sorry.
I was sensitive... and you had a hard day.
Is that a promise?
I'll be there in fifteen. Calm me quick or when I'm there I will be trouble.
I'm very glad I can still taste it.
Can you imagine how boring life would be if you didn't have to eat?
- You'd have nothing to do. - Mmm. Except look after you.
Of course.
You remember a time before this begun?
No. I don't think there was one.
I do. I just...
I want to hang on to that, you know?
And apart from you and a small pony...
...there was always one other thing I wanted... the time before.
I would have been enough.
I'm sure.
Go on then. As if I have to ask...
- I really like him... - I know.
And I think he likes me.
An it's... really important for me, you know, to make my own life.
And... and Troy makes me happy
Are we cool?
Say it.
Oh, well... You clearly like him...
I'll never understand why, but there we go...
...and he likes you... I do understand that obviously...
...so, everyone is happy.
Do I have to say it?
We are cool. I am cool... with it.
Thank you.
- Have you got a minute? - Aha.
Your mom has just been on the phone.
she seemed a little off state... asked if you can see her.
- Oh really? And when was this? - Just a few minutes ago.
Do you want me to call about to wonder was wrong?
No. It's fine. Thanks.
No peace for the wicked.
I'm so glad you got here on time.
I was scared it would be too late.
Mom, what are you talking about?
There's something I must give you.
Thank you. It's very nice.
No no no. You don't understand.
It's been in the family for years. It will protect you.
I think is a bit late for that.
Put it on Cassie. Don't take it off. Promise me. Never take it off.
All right.
I'm sorry Cassie. I never meant to hurt you.
It's fine.
I... I can't deal with this now, OK?
No.
I understand...
You did what you had to.
You will wear it, won't you?
I promise.
It's all right.
It will be all right.
It isn't going to protect her, is it?
You did the right thing.
She's my only girl.
You won't hurt her?
Have I ever hurt you?
I want to know.
I want to know what will happen.
It will blind her to the possessed. Nothing more.
Is that a good thing?
Well, if she can't see them, she can't worry about them, can she?
Neither should you.
It's a bit plane.
What did your mom said it was for?
She said I could pawn it to pay the school fees.
Something about protecting me from Azazeal.
Well, that's good!
I think an hosing eye millimetre might have more useful but, there we go.
Presumably, you have to put it on for it to work.
- I can't wear it all the time. - Cassie.
- Anyway, my Mom doesn't know what she is talking about.
She know about fallen angels?
Well, did she seem serious?
Ah, there you go. She wouldn't had said it if it wasn't important.
All right.
Mmm. Very jailer.
I can't remember the last time I had fish and chips.
What's up?
- What the hell is he doing? - I don't know.
It must be some kind of new perversion. Freak sex.
You'd had thought he'd had the decency to stick to amputees.
Forget fish and chips. What you need is a good faggot.
You're disgusting.
- Yeah. With plenty of gravy. - Mmm. What's a faggot?
Play card drive and I'll show you.
Yeah, you are like Bill O'Gragmee
- So, ah... what are you doing this evening Troy? - Nothing
- Come up for a drink with us. - Yeah. Maybe.
And... tell me, what exactly do you see in Cassie?
- Cassie? - Just leave it, right?
You know there are plenty of sheep out there if you're desperate.
Seriously man. Shut up.
I mean. I'll do you myself. Let's face it. I've got bigger teeth.
I'm sorry eh?. I didn't mean it.
If I'd known it was to upset you so much, I wouldn't had said it.
Couldn't lend her to me when you're done, could you?
- What are you saying! - Jesus why do you get so uptight?
- If you say one more thing Leon... - What do you care? She's nothing!
I'll kill you. Do you understand? I'll kill you.
- Where are you going? - Troy is taking me out to dinner.
- You can't go. - What?
He's possessed.
Very funny. Is this jacket all right?
- I mean it. - What?
He's possessed!
- You're serious aren't you? I saw his eyes. They were all mangy like you said.
Jesus, Thelma!
Maybe you're meant to get together with Troy!
If Troy was possessed I think I would have noticed.
I saw him Cassie! His eyes were full of blood, you can't go!
Thelma, we're finished through this. I like Troy, I'm going to see him.
- I thought you understood that! - I do but this is different!
Cassie, listen to me! I'm scared for you!
- Yeah, but you said that before. - I know, and I was wrong.
- But, please, trust me on this one. - Why should I?
- Tel him you're ill! - No!
- Tell him you'll see him tomorrow! - No!
- Just give me a bit more time! - Time for what!
To prove to you that I'm telling the truth!
- You're not! - And then if it still seems all right by tomorrow--
Thelma I'm sick of your jealousy! Get it into your head!. I don't want you!
Cassie!
Why aren't wearing this?
- Because it doesn't go. - Cassie please, if you have to go please wear it.
Happy?
No. Really no.
If I see you at any point this evening, I will never speak to you again. You got that?
So, how long has been your mom in there?
Ever since I came to Medenhan.
I remember that day.
- No you don't. - Yeah I do.
I think she was just keeping it together until she'd get me into school.
Then she just sort of gave up on life.
I expect because she knew you were safe.
Something like that.
I remember you were wearing a T shirt with Great Fool Dad Red Nole
Oh my God! I didn't even like them.
I just thought it was being radical.
- I've done worst. - Really?
Well... I used to want to be Michel Jackson.
That's grace if you do it very often.
I'm sorry I have been a bit weird.
It's just difficult with... Mom...
You don't have to explain.
Weird is fine with me.
Thanks for this.
It's OK.
I know you had a rough time. You deserve it.
Besides, I'm going to make you pay later.
I don't feel like going into Leon yet.
You walk with me?
Cassie!