"Hiyah, Duncan." "You didn't have to wait up for me." "Hello, Sarah." "Well, I hope the motorway wasn't too hellish." "And after such a long flight, well," "I was starting to get rather worried about you." "No problems." "Just took it nice and slow." "Oh, sit yourself down." " I've made a casserole." " Oh no, I'm fine, thanks." "I ate on the plane." "At least let me pour you a glass of wine." "It's very good." "Are you reliving your boy scout days?" "Oh." "No no no." "The retched Aga has broken down." "That was the next best thing." "So how is the U.S.?" " The job panning out?" " I got a promotion." " Oh." " I can now afford a flat... overlooking a Gasworks." "Well, you know your mother and I are more than happy..." " to help out if you need any money." " Thank you," "But you've bailed me out enough in the past." "And the house's refurbishment... looks like it needs a bit of a nudge." "Yes, well, things not quite going according to plan." "The sale fell through." "It's just a temporary hiccup." "It's all..." "I mean, nothing that can't be sorted." "So where's the terrible trio?" "Well, they're in the barn... with friends, trying to fix Stephen's Jeep, no doubt." "That was a terrible waste of my money." "Do you know I am over 50 years old too," "And you won't catch me breaking down every 500 yards." "And mother?" "Is heading towards Edinburgh." "No rest for these high-flying publishing types, even on a friday evening." "She'll be here on sunday." "I know she can't wait to see you." "You look beat." "Why don't you get an early night?" "I'll make sure the boys aren't raising too much hell." "That's an excellent idea." "I think perhaps that your young brothers... need their big sister to show them the straight and narrow." "I'll sort it." "I'll play mom... for tonight." "I know you will, my dear daughter." " Good night." " Sleep well." "Sarah, don't leave it so long next time." "I won't." "I promise." "Home again." "Come on, boys." " Oh man." " Come on, guys." "What are you doing?" "¶ You're living in denial ¶" "¶ But I'm living with the truth... ¶" " Oh fuck!" "Fuck!" " Yeah!" "Emily!" "Jesus Christ, woman." "All right, darling, floor show's over." "Well, look who's here." "The high-class hooker has finally arrived." "Well, I never..." "hello, half-sister." " Hello, stranger." " Hello, Stephen," "Emily." "Boy:" "Hello, sister." "Hello, Charlie." "How's my better- brought-up brother?" " All the better for seeing you." " Sarah, remember me?" " Give us a hug." " Hello, Gary." " Hey, how's it going?" " Still the young charmer, eh?" " Gary: quite, quite, yes." " Sarah: still single then?" "Yeah, a little bit." "The folks said you'd be deigning us plebs with your presence this weekend." "And I hear the Jeep's giving you grief yet again." "Well, yeah." "You know, at least it makes it home occasionally," "Whatever the shitstorm." "So how's life in L.A. these days, Sarah?" " Streets still paved with gold?" " No, sorry." "It's all concrete with celebrity handprints and wannabes." "Well, it's gotta be better than cow pats, sheep dips and hooray Henrys." "You can't be missing the green pastures of blighty that much." "No, I think she just misses me." "Just wants to see my lovely little posterior." "I don't think she fancies..." " loudmouth lousy tossers either, Gary." " yeah." "Join us." " Whoo-hoo-hoo." " Why not?" "Yeah." "Good girl." "Down the hatch." "Whoo!" "Whoo!" " Ooh!" " Oh!" "Jesus." "Ugh." "I really feel like one of the boys now." "Oh yeah?" "Which one, exactly?" "Sarah, just say "Gary" and put him out... of his masturbatory misery once and for all." "Ah." "Doug." "I knew you had to be here somewhere." "It's the smell." "As always." "Hello, blue eyes." "Yeah, and as always, Doug is hiding out here" "On the run from one of his many wild women." " She was gross." " Another one, halfling?" " Gimme that." " So where's Luke?" "Oh right." "He's, um, recovering, eh, boys?" " Along with homer." " Recovering from what?" "Oh shit." "You'd best ask Dougie that one." "That'll be from a full inhalation... of the weed known as Jamaican black." "So..." "Luke managed a proper toke." " Not bad..." " Yeah?" "for a 13-year-old." "So where is he?" "He's wasted." "Help yourself." "¶ mmm, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier... ¶" "Hello, little man." "Mmm, haven't you grown." " Are you feeling okay?" " Mm-Hmm." "I heard you took your first flying lesson." "Maybe." "Homer definitely did, though." "We're calling him stoner from now on." "Hello." "Go, Emily." "Why aren't you tucked up in bed in the house?" "Mom and dad... had a big argument." "Well, what was their argument about?" "I don't know, Sarah." "Dad shouting about bills," "Whether she's having an affair." "Now why don't you go to sleep?" "I'll come and get you in the morning." "You promise?" "You're not flying off and leaving us again?" "No, I promise." "I'm here for a couple of weeks." "Now, why don't you go to sleep and I'll take... stoner with me." "Probably could do with some fresh air to clear his head." "Go on." "Go on, boy." "I'm not I..." " I'm not lying." "I'm not lying." " All right." " I swear on my mother's life." " Yeah, if you knew who she fucking was." "Cheeky sod." "Look, look, look, look, look." "It's where she wanted me to put it." "And being the gentleman that I am, I obliged." "Well, every hole is a goal, eh, Charlie?" "Oh, that is way too much information about my brother's sex life." "All right, all right, all right." "Lemme tell you about this bird I pulled." "You couldn't pull a clay pigeon, Gary." "Julia's her name." "She works down at the G.." "D." "Oh yeah." "Is that the one with the mustache there, Gary?" "No, no, the pre-up tranny, actually." "Fuck off, all right?" "She's a right cracker." "I'm telling you." "I'm telling you, mate." "She's got an ass to die for." "Huge tits like you've never seen, man." " My God." " Sorry, Sarah." "I didn't mean anything." " What do you mean?" " It's just..." " What's wrong with my tits?" " They're just not as nice as mine." "No, no, no, I'm sorry about my language." " Your tits are fine." "They're really..." " Oh yeah?" "They're really quite nice." "Obviously I'd have to compare..." " yours and Emily's side by side..." " Gary, Gary, Gary." "Okay, so we're in the pub, we got to chatting, you know, like you do, and asked if she wanted to see my new mower." "So we piled on in and before I got a chance, mate," "Woof, mate." "Zip down!" "She is off!" "Todger out." " Hers?" " Mine, you prick." "Not hers, Stephen." "And, literally, away we go!" " All right." " So you're saying, on record," "That you're no longer the virgin we all know and mock?" "Fuck am I a virgin." "We did it right there in the car in the back of the George and Dragon." " Thank you." " I get it now." "So you shagged george's dragon of a barmaid." "Gary spiked the peroxide blonde with his little Lancelot." " Fuck off, you sarcastic twat." " He got you." "God." "At least I'm not fucking Doug's sloppy seconds." "Whatever." "Excuse me." "I need to go pee." "I just said "whatever"." "You're such a prick, Gary." "Hold on, Emily." "Oh fuck." "Here we go." "The girls are going for their little reunion." "Can I tape it?" "What?" "Can't a friend have a wee in private?" "I just wanted to see if you were okay." "I'm fine." "So how have you been?" "I see there's been a new development." "Ah." "So that's why you're in here." "Oh, come on." "How long have you and Stephen been..." "A couple of weeks, if you must know." "And before you start..." "we have a laugh;" "He's good-looking;" "he's got a brain;" "He knows what he's doing down there." "Oh, and he returns my calls." "Quite important, that last one, Sarah." "I'm sorry." "I've been busy setting up my life over there." " I sent you an email." " Yeah, well," "Stephen told me you were coming home, so I thought I'd surprise you with everything." "Will you sod off?" "Because you know that I can't..." "Wee when someone else is in the same room as you." " Yes." " You always were a weirdo." "And you always were a cow." "Doug man, it's bang out of order" "What she did to your phone, man, even for a fucking care-in- the-community job like that." "She is barking mad, man." "Pass the joint." "I assume your interrogation of my girlfriend went well." " So I reckon it's your turn." " For what, Stephen?" "Well, to share your sexual experiences." "Should shed some light on how you landed... that plum job in the U.S., eh, halfling?" "No thanks, halfwit." "You know, Sarah, for the past eight months, you've done a spectacular job of maintaining radio silence." "What with all the arguments, talks of separation, divorce, et cetera, et cetera." "Well, that's not fair." "I've been working hard." "And hiding even harder." "If anyone is hiding, Stephen, it's you." "Just when are you planning on getting a job?" "Or is it nice and cozy up here?" " King of your little castle?" " That's enough, you two." "And why the hell hasn't anyone been telling me what's going on?" "Yeah, this isn't the time or the place." "Daddy... that's "stepdaddy" to you, by the way... thinks that mommy has a fancy man... and she's paying lover boy's astronomical fucking rent to add insult to injury." "Just think of all that much-needed money... mommy dearest is blowing." "I wonder where she really is tonight." "Bullshit." "There has to be another explanation." "Yeah, sure." "That would be the head-sand, buried-in kind of explanation." "Nice one, dickhead." "Storm plus our decrepit house... equals power fuck-up as always, eh?" " Okay?" " Okay." "Well, get a tossing move on, you lot." "We need more beers and fags." "I'm organizing a raiding party." "You at the back can grab the stash of booze under my bed." "It's an emergency, after all." "You can get the candles from the utility room." "You should be able to manage that." "You... was wondering who put you in charge and will do whatever he wants." "Right." "And you..." "Should really get Luke back to his bedroom." "No, leave him to sleep it off." "Sorry, he kind of helped himself." "Anyway, as I was saying," "Charlie, you can get your secret stash of ciggies." "If I'm sacrificing my booze, it's the least you can do." " How the hell do you know about that?" " 'Cause I'm your older brother." " It's my job to know." " You're his little brother" "From what I've been hearing from the local sheep." "And you... can use your imagination about what we'll be getting up to." "Who the fuck left the door open?" "Oi!" "What about replacement fuses?" "We'll ask dad before I launch my raid... on this fine wench here." "He's asleep." " I should care because?" " Stephen, we need the torch!" " All right, all right." " Hurry, huh?" "Watch out, watch out." "Lead the way, sir!" "What an inheritance your father left our mother... when he died all those years ago, eh?" "It's more a financial abyss than money pit." " I'll get those candles." " Don't hurry back, darling." "It's all right, Sarah." "I'll go." "I'll go." "Got fire." "Me alpha male." "All right?" "All right?" "I'll see ya." "I wouldn't mind bedding ya." "Ooh-Ooh!" "Ooh!" "¶ Gotcha!" "¶" "You shouldn't cry wolf, Gary." "Right, you've got your orders, you lot." "You, stick with me." "What's that?" "It's haystack-needles, huh?" "Stephen." " Stephen!" " Shh!" "That's your dad's room." "Oh my God." "dad, are you awake?" "No." " Father?" " Oh!" "Oh!" "I wanna go." "I wanna go now." "I don't wanna be here anymore!" "I wanna go!" "Oh, for fuck's sake." "What the fuck happened here?" "Stoner?" "Emily." "Stoner?" "Emily, come here now!" "Close the door!" "What the fuck's going on?" "!" " Stoner's dead, man!" " Gary!" " Gary!" "Gary, hide!" " Gary, get the fuck out of here now!" " Run!" " What're you fuckers doing up there?" " Hide!" " What the fuck's going on?" "Stephen, you fucker!" "Gary!" "Gary!" "What the fuck?" "!" "Come on!" "Go to the bathroom!" "Now what?" "Help me!" "That door's not gonna hold!" "Oh!" "Oh, Charlie, get up there and pull us out!" " Go, Charlie!" "Please hurry up!" " Hurry up!" "Hurry!" " Do it!" " Hurry up, Charlie!" " Hurry up, Charlie!" "Go!" " Hurry up!" "Please, Charlie!" "Whoa!" "Go!" "Go!" " Doug." " Come on." "Shh shh." "Oh, God." "Dad." "Quieter." "What are we gonna do?" "We need to get help." "How do you suggest we do that, Sarah?" "Keep your voice down, Stephen." "Anyone got a mobile on them?" "Mine's in my bag, downstairs on the piano." "And you, Stephen?" "Where's yours?" "Oh!" "Oh, no, no, no, no." "F..." " Emily?" " No." " Doug?" " Ruined in the pub, remember?" "I haven't got one either." "Anyone got a carrier pigeon?" "Look, we're gonna stay here and wait for help." "Wait." "Stephen, what about the gun?" "I didn't lock the cabinet after shooting last week." "Darling, there is nothing I would like more... than to blow that fucking thing's head off." "But to get the gun, we need to go down there first." "Does anyone wanna volunteer?" "Look, we're gonna stay here... and wait for help, okay?" " We can't." " Why is that, precisely, Sarah?" "Luke." "He might wake up." "And then there's mom." "She could come back home." " Doubtful." " Excuse me, Stephen," "But do you know when that thing's going to clear off exactly?" "Do you have its fucking itinerary with you?" "What was that thing anyway?" "What was it?" "A ra... a rabid dog?" "God knows." "Oh, come on." "You saw its size and its strength." "No dog, rabid or otherwise, could do that... to a solid oak door and not crack its skull in the process." "So how precisely do dogs react to rabies, Stephen?" "Maybe it's like those drugged-up addicts you hear about..." "Turn psychotic and take on the strength of 10 men." "Maybe its the same with animals and rabies." "Yes, that's it, Charlie." "Well done." "Maybe it did crack its skull open and it's lying there right now bleeding to death." "Do you wanna go and check, Doug," " end up like my father?" " There's a phone... in mom and..." "Dad's room." "If we could get to it somehow..." "Halfling, just do us all a favor and shut up." "Luke's so stoned, he'll stay asleep." "He's safe." "Would you bet his life on that, Stephen?" "Sarah, going for the phone's a good idea, but..." "Guys!" "You guys." "Look." "Where does that go?" "There could be a way." "I should be doing this." "You know that, don't you?" "Equal rights and all that." "Come on." "I'm stronger, quicker." "That's why we need you to go to the other end if this is going to work." "And you're right." "You are stronger." "I can't see him like that again, Charlie." "Private Doug reporting for duty." "I'm prepared to replace the lady, if required." "Can't ask you to do that, private." "We need your muscle." "Keep an eye on my sis," "But keep your hands off." "And if you hear anything, Charlie, don't come for me." "Make that call." "And, Sarah... good luck." "This is a fucking dumb idea." "You do know that, don't you?" "Have you got any better ones, Stephen?" "Now, Charlie!" "Now!" " Well, here goes nothing." " No, Charlie, don't." "Don't do it, Charlie." "Don't." "There's no other way." "Char..." "Get a move on." "Come and get me!" "Come on!" "Come and get me, you fucker!" "I'm here, god damn it!" "come on!" "Wait." "It stopped." "Please answer." " Come on." " Let go." " What the fuck are you doing?" " Let go." "Emergency services." "There's some kind of wild animal... loose in our house." " I'm sorry, sir." "I can't..." " It's killed our father!" "Charlie?" "Charlie!" "Crowhurst hall." "Charlie!" "Doug, Doug, Doug!" "Grab on!" "Shut the fuck up!" "Storm's over, dogs and bitches." "Nothing to worry about." "Bugger." "Evening, officer." "Lost your way, I hope." "No, McRae." "I need you to get your gear and come with me." "And your reason for dragging me out... on a pisshole of an evening like this?" "We had a call... wild animal's loose up at Crowhurst Hall." " Probably a hoax." " Eh." "Usual rates then..." "time and a half." "That's between you and the accounts department." "Look, just get your stuff and let's get moving." "Hey, not in here." "Pardon me, officer May." "Consider yourself lucky." "I have to pay for those things." "It's okay." "I told you it was a bad idea." "Why Charlie listened to you, God only knows." "Stephen, shut up." "It might hear us." "I'm guessing it knows we're up here by now." "I..." "I don't remember you being quite such a fuckwit." "Is that something that happens to people when they go to America?" "All rational thought just curls up and dies?" "And just who was it who shrieked back there?" "I was wrong about you before, Stephen." "You're not the king of your castle." "You're just the village fucking idiot!" "Fuck you, sis." "Fuck you." "You can't blame me for what it did to Charlie." "Back off, all right?" "This isn't helping." "Oh, okay." "Sorry, Doug." "I'll tell you what... me and Emily will leave you to sniff around my half-sister's knickers." "You are such an asshole." "You know that?" "Does anyone know if Charlie got to the phone... and made the call?" "How are we meant to know that?" "I can't be certain, but I think I heard him whispering." "Yeah, pleading for his life." "Wait, what are you doing?" "Where are you going?" "I'm not staying here with these two fucks." "Good luck, Doug." "Enjoy paddling around the shallow end of the family gene pool." " Stephen." " If you haven't already, that is." "Stephen, no." "Sarah, I'm sorry." "Stephen, wait!" "He's wrong." "What about?" "Me, getting my brother killed... or... or... or me being the shallow end of the gene pool?" "He's wrong." "Okay?" "Stephen, I don't like this." "Hurry up." "Stephen, what are these?" "They're not mine." "They... they were Charlie's." "Stephen, wait!" "Do we need that thing on quite so loud?" "No." "And do we really need the siren?" "It's not exactly rush hour, is it?" "Have you heard the phrase, "wasting police time," McRae?" "Anything?" "No." "Nothing." "Let me have a go." "Oh, careful." "Stay on solid wood or you'll go straight through." "Thanks." "How's your ankle?" "I'll live." "Keep looking." "Nothing this end either." "Where the hell is it?" "Oh shit." "You scared the hell out of me." "Sorry." "You okay?" "What are you doing?" "Looking for trouble." "So you've seen the light and wondering what the hell..." " you're doing with my brother?" " He's under a lot of stress." "He's doing his best." "We're all under a lot of stress here, Emily." "I'll assume stress is affecting your loyalty, shall I?" "Loyalty?" "Do you have any idea... what it's been like for me in this shithole without my best friend?" " Calm down, Emily." " No." "There's been no cushy job for me, courtesy of mommy's P.R. Contracts." "I've been here by myself." "At least Stephen's given me a reason to get out of bed." "You mean in bed." " Girls, come on." " Oh please." "Emily, is shagging my brother" "Actually your pathetic way of getting back at me?" " What?" " Do you have any self-respect left... in that slutty persona you've created?" "Sarah, you need to stop that right now, okay?" "Defending your sloppy seconds, are you?" "Perhaps you and Stephen have a lot more in common than you care to admit." "Me and Stephen have decided to go for the gun." "How?" "That's bloody stupid." "I am sick of explaining myself to you, Sarah." "Well, if there is a way, then I'll definitely feel safer... with a shotgun between us and it." "See you later." "I'm gonna join the other effort." "I'll be back." "Does that come with any kind of guarantee?" "Don't worry." "I come with a lifetime warranty." "Shh." "Hold that." "Oh, what are they doing down there?" "Shh." " Shh." " Stephen, I'm stuck." " Shh." " I can't." "Shh." "Oi." "Are those really Charlie's?" "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to mention him." "I'm sorry." "Are you okay?" "Look at me." "Hey." "Are you okay?" "I love you." "Stephen, no." "Stephen, it's not the time." "Stephen!" "You..." "Stephen!" "Stop it." "Stephen!" "Guys, something's moving down there!" " Move." "Quick." "Quick." " Guys, get out of there!" " Guys!" " Hurry, up, Stephen." " Mom must've locked it." " Guys!" " This fucking piece of..." " Stop it!" "Cut that out!" "Shut up!" "Stop it." "I can hear it on the landing!" " Get out!" " We're out of time." " Guys, move!" "Quick!" " Let me see." " What?" " Here," "It can help us break the lock." "Help me, Stephen." "Just fucking do it, Stephen!" "It can't happen." "This can't happen." "Stephen, help me." "I can't hold it much longer!" "Club it!" "Is it loaded?" "Stephen, is it loaded?" "!" "I don't know." "I..." "I..." "Up there." "Hold this." "For fuck's sake, Stephen!" "Stephen?" "Stephen?" "It's okay." "It's okay." "Shh." " It's in the room." "It's in the room." " No, it's gone." " It's in the room." " It's gone." "It's gone." " Shh." " Oh..." "Oh god." " Sarah, I'm sorry." " Shh." "I'm sorry too." "I'm sorry too." "Emily, we need to get out of here." "Where's Stephen?" "Where is he?" "Emily, you're okay!" " You son of a fucking bitch!" " It was coming after us, Emily." " It would've got us." " Yeah?" " I've got the gun." "Look!" " What good is it without these?" "!" "You fucker, Stephen!" "You fucking left me!" " Emily, stop it!" " You're a fucking coward!" "Stop it!" "Now all of you back off!" " I'll be fine." " Is anybody hurt?" " We're fine." " Are you all okay?" "You know why?" "Because my darling beau here... taught me how to handle a shotgun... the other month." "Didn't you?" "Wanna know what your problem is, Stephen?" "No?" "I didn't think so." "It doesn't surprise me." " Uh, Emily..." " Back off, Doug!" "I'm the one with the shotgun, remember?" " Emily..." " Do not defend your brother." "He doesn't deserve you or me." "You." "You walk around town with your fucking nose in the air," "Thinking you're better than everyone, including me." "And then that got me thinking." "Why the sudden interest in me two months ago, Stephen?" "Did someone tell you Sarah was coming home?" "Did you think fucking me would fuck with her head?" "Maybe I was only shagging you to get back at her anyway." "You'd never admit that, would you?" "No." "You know why?" "Because you're a spineless fucking maggot, Stephen!" "Fucker!" " Get the fuck away from me!" " So now..." "I'm gonna show you what I'm made of." "I'm going down that hatch and I'm taking this gun." "I'm gonna find that thing... and I'm going to blow its fucking head off!" "Shh!" "Oh fuck!" "No!" "oh god." "Shit!" "You ever heard of the phrase "driver training," May?" "Keep pressing down." "It'll stem the flow of blood." "Thanks." "How's your ankle?" "It's not as bad as I thought." "It's okay, Stephen." "Let me have a look." "Let me have a look." " Emily..." "I..." " I don't wanna talk about it." "But what she said, what happened..." "Does it really matter?" "My best friend is dead." "My stepfather is dead." "One of my brothers is dead." "And you..." "you didn't kill them." "Understand?" "It was that... creature." "What is that thing down there, Sarah?" "Like I said, does it really matter anymore?" " Oh." " Doug." "I couldn't see the shotgun." "What the hell do we do now?" " We get out of here." " How?" "There's nowhere else to go... but up." "4x4 drivers are shitty." " Well?" " The car's dead." "No power, no petrol." "Looks like it's been here quite awhile." "Look at this." "Have a look at the name and the address on the license." " Isn't this..." " Precisely." "Where did she go?" "Anything?" "No, the coast is clear." "What are we gonna do if we actually make it off the roof?" "Is there any way we can get your Jeep working?" "Uh..." "I'd need to look at it again." " Well, there's your rental." " The car's locked." "The keys are in my bag." "Oh, Doug, you could..." "you could open it." "I love the way you see me, Stephen." "Can you or can't you?" "Look, show me a knackered old Escort and I can start it, but a modern motor like yours needs time." "That's something we don't have." "I say we get the hell out of here and worry about it later." "Some plan." "It's a plan, I guess." "The car broke down." "She went off to get help." "Case closed." "You look." "It suits you." "You should rest." "I'm nearly through." "I can't see or hear a damn thing down there." "You shouldn't be doing that." "You could actually help, McRae." "Two words for you..." "sat nav." "She left her handbag." " What?" " She left her handbag." "Mmm." "Would Mrs. May ever leave her handbag anywhere?" " No." " Maybe the car didn't break down." "Maybe, she got out to investigate... and maybe..." " she didn't come back because..." " 'Cause this isn't a hoax." "Guys?" " We're almost there now." " Thank god." "Right, this road goes on for about a mile." "Hello?" "Guys?" "hello?" "Gary?" "guys, where are you?" " Dad?" " Luke!" "Be quiet!" " Daddy!" " Go to the barn!" "Quickly!" " Run, Luke!" "Run!" " Luke, it's Stephen!" "Do as your sister says!" "Do you hear me?" "!" "Get out of the house now!" " dad?" " Not again." "Dad?" "Sarah!" "Run, Luke!" "Run!" "Guys, help him!" "Go!" " We're leaving..." "Now!" " You're right." " Here we go." " Luke!" "Luke!" " Come on, move, move, move!" "Go!" " Go!" " Come on." " Hurry up!" " That way, Luke!" "That way!" " What?" "Hurry up!" "We'll get through!" "Hurry up!" "Come on!" "Come on!" " Come on, let's go!" " Move move." " Luke, go!" " Go, go, go!" "Let's go!" "Go." "Okay, okay, okay." "Now hide." "Where the hell is it?" "It's just a few hundred yards now." "Should be just behind that clump of trees on the right." " About bloody time." " When we get there," "You make sure you give me time to get geared up." " You okay?" " Fine." "Where's dad?" "Where's Charlie?" "They didn't make it." "I'm sorry." " Come on." " We can't stay up here." "You got a better idea?" "Huh?" "Look!" "Charlie got through." "Let's go." "Get your gear." "Wait a minute." "I told you to let me get geared..." "Fucking idiot." "Come on." "Come to me." "Okay, come on." "Shoot the bastard, McRae." " Okay." " Ah!" "They can sue me later." " Fuck!" " Help me, Stephen!" "Can you walk?" "You mean I actually have a choice?" "What the fuck?" "!" "Shit!" " Wait." "Wait." " Why?" " They're dead." " What?" "What is it?" "They're dead." "We're fucked." "We can go in the motherfucking police car!" "Come on, come on, come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Oh fuck." "H... hello?" "Hello?" "What the fuck is she doing?" "Is anybody there?" "Hello?" "Come on." "Come on." " Let's go." "Let's go." " No." " Now now now." " Come on." "Okay." "What's that?" "Stephen, can you fix the Jeep?" "Stephen?" " Need any help?" " Why don't you just fuck off, Douglas?" "Doug, can you take Luke to the loft?" "Hon?" "Go with Doug." "We're gonna hide out here." "If we stay really quiet..." "Don't leave." "I bet Stephen can get the Jeep started..." " and we'll be out of here, okay?" " Come on." "Go on." "It's okay." "I promise." "Please tell me you can get the Jeep going, Stephen." "Please." "I think you, me and Luke are the only ones left in this family." "You need to look at this." "Did you hear me, Stephen?" "It can't be fixed." "How can you be so certain?" "Because the part we need... is in the boot of mother's car." "I should've let all her tires down," "The cheating bitch." "What did you say?" "I let one of her tires down... before going to the pub." "Tried to stop her from seeing... her fancy man." "Skanky bitch." "Oh, I wish I'd been there to see it." "Luke said she was out in the pouring rain," "Desperately trying to change the wheel." "Dad wouldn't help her and it took her well over an hour." "It sounded fucking hilarious." "What the fuck?" "This was in the police car, Stephen." "If you hadn't delayed her, she probably would be off screwing her fancy man by now." "Do you understand, Stephen?" "Our mother is probably dead." "And if she is, then her death is your fault." "You can't put that on me." "If she'd not been going off to screw her way around Sussex..." "You take it fucking back." "It's not my fault if she's dead." " You take it back." " No." "You take it fucking back!" "Sarah?" "Sarah?" "Oh no." "You're one of them!" "You're one of them!" "Oh no." "What the hell happened?" "What was that?" "Where's Stephen?" "Jeez." "He's gone." "What?" "He lost it." "I couldn't stop it." "He was terrified." "I think I might have hurt him, but... i can't remember anything after he hit me." " He hit you?" "What the f..." " It's too late." "And the Jeep's dead." "My family is..." "Oh, Jesus, you're burning up." "You have to promise me... to look after Luke if anything happens." "I promise." "He's all right now." "Look." "He's just sleeping." "Jesus." "Sarah." " Sarah." " No, it's fine." "He's passed out..." "Probably that Jamaican black." " Not here." "Not now." " I bet you didn't say that..." " when you were fucking Emily." " Sarah." "You never could control yourself, Doug." "No, Sarah, stop!" "Jeez." "What's going on?" "Nothing, Luke." "We're just planning on... on what to do." "Sarah, what's wrong?" "Sarah?" "Doug!" "Doug!" "It's Sarah!" " Oh, Jesus." "Jesus!" " Doug!" "Go go!" "Get away from me!" "Where's Stephen?" "!" "Sarah!" "Get out!" "You said you wouldn't leave me, Sarah!" "Stephen!" "Where can we hide?" "!" "Sarah's phone!" "Sarah's phone!" "Why is there so much random shit in here?" "!" "Come on, come on!" "Hello." "Hello?" "Hello, sir." "Sir?" "Sir, please..." "Sarah?" "Sarah!" "Move!" "Help me!" "Help me!" "Please help!" "Get in the car." "Lock the doors." "Get in the car and lock the doors!" "Sarah?" "Sarah?" "Please, please, please, listen to me." "Listen to me, please." "Please." "Listen to me." "I can get Luke out of here." "I swear to god I can get Luke out of here." "Luke." "I can get Luke out of here." "I swear to god." "Please." "If you let me go... please." "Oh no." "Oh no." "Ah!" "Mom!" "Oh no." "Luke?" "Luke?" "Luke!" "Luke." "Please open the door, Luke." "Please." "We go where mom needed to go last night, somewhere she couldn't hurt anyone when she... changed." "Somewhere safe."