"But Mommy is a smackhead and Daddy's sniffing glue." " Girl #1:" "Kirsty-wirsty." " Girl #2:" "Kirsty-wirsty." "Ha ha ha-ha ha." "Jonny boy!" "Fat Dave and Gordon are in there." "Sit down, I'll get 'em in." "Another lager, please, Jim." " Man:" "Jon, we's just talking about you." " Yeah?" "Man #2:" "Yeah." "You're a man of mystery, you are." "Man #1:" "Yeah." "So, what is it you do again?" "I'm an assassin, Dave." "What?" "Jon here..." "apparently he's a hit man." "I've got a couple of targets for you." "Not the unfaithful wife and her lover again, eh?" "I just don't get it." "He's old, he's fat, and he ain't got a pot to piss in." "Gordon:" "Ah, but he's hung like a cart-horse and he goes at it like a pneumatic drill!" "A bit like me." "Right, right, grab a curry till I'm back at my place." "Right-oh." "What are you having, Nelson-boy?" " Steak, chips and peas." " Dave:" "Hell yeah." "It's a new curry, that." "He wants to see you." "Yeah?" "The Tattooed Man." "He's in the kitchen." " (television chatter) - (water trickling)" "Do you know how to choose the perfect piece of lamb, Jon?" "Some people say, "The younger the animal, the paler the flesh." But that's only half the story." "You study the bones, Jon." "If you find a blue tinge, then you know you've got a really nice succulent young beast to cook." "(laughs)" " (door clangs open) - 20 minutes for each... pound of body weight plus an extra 20, roasted at 425° Fahrenheit produces a classic culinary creation with the happy bonus of complete gratification of the palate." " I trust you're hungry, Jon?" " Well, not especially." " Fine." " (door slams shut)" "Let it burn then." "Oh, you've done something here, Jon." "You've opened doors of perception for the people in whose honor this was conceived." "Bad blood." "(laughing)" "Anything else for me?" "(sighs)" "Oh." "Oh, me and my mementos." "You get him home." "Wait." "You sleep with the lights on tonight." "Look after him." "They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed..." "What's this?" " Nick Cave." "Murder ballads." " ... and a bullet in her head" " Oh, poor Mary..." " Are you taking a piss?" "Hmm?" "Oh shit, sorry." "I wasn't thinking." "Sorry." "Yeah." "No harm done." "Jon." "Jon." "Jon." "Oh God." "Could you please...?" "Thank you." "I'll last another 20 years on this stuff." " (tires squealing)" " Woman:" "Look out!" "(crash)" "He's not breathing." "There's no heartbeat." "Jon!" " (whistles)" " Jon!" " Andy." " Yeah." "How're you doing, man?" "You've grown up." " Yeah." " What are you up to?" "You're looking well, man." "Give us a hug, give us a hug!" "Come on, I ain't seen you for years." " How's it going?" " All right, man." " What you doing over this side?" " Oh, I'm just over here interviewing." " Looking well." " Yeah." "Wanna go for a drink somewhere?" "Come on, have a quick drink with us." "I ain't seen you for years, man." " Yeah." " Yeah?" "(siren wails)" "No, no, I've got this one." " I'll get a table." " All right." "You were the one got me started on these horrible things." " Was it?" " Yeah." "Bit of luck me bumping into you." "Only over this way for an interview." "Nothing over our way." " No?" " No." "Ain't had a job since the kid came along." "A kid?" "Yeah, I'm a dad now." "You remember Cathy from the year below us?" "Come on, you always fancied her." "Yeah, we had Kirsty nearly four years ago." "Why doesn't anybody here" "Take the time to stand before me now?" "No, no, mate, let me get these ones." "I've had a bit of luck lately." "You'd do the same for me." "You all right, love?" "Gorgeous." "... Through me, those killer eyes" "Staring through me, those killer eyes..." "Remember when that skinhead from the year above us had a pop at you?" "Yeah." "You took him apart." "Here, all right, mate, listen, it's been good seeing you, man." "Yeah, you too." " Just like old days, isn't it?" " Come on, I better take you home." "In your killer eyes" "Staring through me, those killer eyes." "Hang on, mate." "Watch this." " Which way are we off now?" " This way." "(police radio chatter)" "You'll have to go the rest of way yourself." "Can you do that?" "Of course, mate." "You're a proper mate, you know that, Jon?" "Andy?" " I can talk to you?" " Of course you can." "I don't know how I keep it all together, you know?" "My kid being brought up on the social, my wife gets her clothes handed down from her sister." "You know what I mean?" "How do I keep it all together, Jon?" "Come on, mate." "That'll be me in a minute when I get off duty." "All right, mate." "Sorry about that earlier, Jon." "Bit pissed, you know what I mean?" "Oh, babe, how you doing?" "Look who I found." "Hello, Cathy." "You could have called." "I've been worried sick about you." " I did." " You didn't." "You should be ashamed of yourself, getting him into that state." "Sorry." "It's okay." "I shouldn't have startled you." "I'm the one who should be saying sorry." "I didn't know you'd come so far out of your way to get him home." " I thought..." " Yeah, I know." "I thought you were a bad man, but you're not." "Can I make it up to you?" "No need." "I'd like to make it up to you." "Come for dinner with us on Sunday." "What time?" "Come for 5:00, and then we'll eat later." "Thank you." "What day is it today?" "Friday." "See you Sunday." "(keys rattling)" "Man:" "No!" "Please!" "No!" "Think of this as a goodwill gesture." " (groaning)" " But don't make him send me back." " (drill whirrs) - (continues groaning)" " (screaming) - (doorbell buzzes)" " Southern Comfort?" " Don't you like it?" "Yeah, I love it." "Come in." "All right, mate?" "Now say hello to Uncle Jon." "He always used to fancy himself at school." "He was too shy to ask you out though." "I suppose I'm lucky he plucked up the courage, then." "(toy monkey chattering)" "Go on, talk to Andy." "She's funny about her kitchen." "Didn't you used to be good with engines or something?" "Yeah." "I've got some contacts." "I might be able to sort you something out." "Yeah?" "I'm not qualified or anything." "Cash in hand." "It might suit." "Cathy!" " Thanks, Andy." " No, mate, thank you, yeah." "Listen, take care." "Some poor sod was murdered round here a few days ago." "See you later, yeah?" "(man laughing)" "Oh." "Oh, excellent." "Tell me, this friend of yours, do I know him?" "No." "Jon, are you keeping secrets from me?" "No, we were at school together." "I haven't seen him in years." "He looked after me." "Oh, a sense of obligation." "Shall I be mother?" "Still, I think it's a good thing that you're getting out, making friends of your own." "It's better than those barfly wasters that you usually hang about with." "They keep things real." "They're not reality, Jon." "You just use them to hide from the things that are important." "Such as?" "God." "Death." "Love." "The Devil." "Those things mean nothing to me." "How can you say those things mean nothing to you?" "You refuse to admit what you are." "That is existential cowardice of the most appalling kind!" "Everything all right?" "What?" "We heard a noise." "Jon and I were just discussing metaphysics." "Oh, I'm sorry." "So am I." "I just want what's best for you." "I don't like you hating yourself." "It hurts me." "Have you read none of those books I gave you?" "Yes." "Then you know you must revel in what you are." "You do what you do by choice." "You love me?" "You know I do." "And I love you." "That's why I'm gonna look after your friend." "Thank you." "Just one thing, this friend of yours..." "Yes?" "...if I asked you to, would you kill him?" "In a second." "Let the bronchitis in my chest wheeze" "The alveolus in my lungs are screaming, "Yes, please!"" "(metal clicking)" "Ain't you finished yet?" "I'm a bit rusty, man." "Then work harder." "I'm sorry, Mr. Rickets, but this lift is making some weird noises." "Are you sure it's okay?" "All right?" "The lift's fine." "And when you finally finish that," "I want you to go and get me... get me a sandwich or something, all right?" "All right?" "I take it you're aware the new guy's a friend of mine?" "No." "No, I thought he was one of those bozos from the pub you hang out in." "Well, he's not." "I thought you might like to know." "Yeah." "Thanks." "Andy, why don't you knock off for a bit, mate?" "All right?" "Just going for a bit of lunch." "Sorry, mate." "Is it okay?" "Yeah, brilliant." "I can't tell you how much I appreciate it." "Do you owe anybody money?" "Look, I can't take any more, Jon." "I've got more than I can deal with." "Let me help." "No, I can't, no." "Pay me back with interest if you like." "Well, if it's a loan then, yeah, maybe." "Pay off your debts." "Do your flat up." "Just don't let Rickets see this." "Buy Cathy something... a new dress or a dishwasher." " I dunno what to say." " Don't say anything." "Come round soon, yeah?" "Man:" "I don't understand this one." "Jon:" "He's beginning to move in mysterious ways." "Man:" "Too right." "Man:" "Four?" "He said there'd only be two." "Come on, we'd better leave it, Jon." "Well, come on." "Oh, shit." " (screaming)" " Get down!" "Everybody, get down!" "Do as you're told and nobody'll get hurt!" " Put the money in the bag!" " Mommy!" "Do it now!" "(alarm blaring)" "Mommy!" "Mommy!" "(police sirens approaching)" "Four of 'em!" "You took out four of 'em." "You're amazing!" "Jon?" "Jon!" "Jon!" "Christ." "That's the last one." "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." "He just went in there..." " He really should be in hospital." " Thank you, Doctor." "You did something good today." "Perhaps I did." "To the good thing." "You need a break." "Where do you fancy?" "Oblivion." "Ah." "(distorted voices overlapping)" "(hip-hop music playing)" "Jon?" "I knew it was you." "I'd recognize you anywhere." "Where have you been?" "We've been worried about you." "Come on." "I shouldn't." "You've got friends around." "It's his birthday." "He'll be so glad you're here." "Well, what do you know?" "Work." "Sometimes I just have to take off." " Yeah, well you're here now." " Yeah." "He loves you, you know?" " I'll get you a drink." " Thanks." "Thanks." "So this is Jon, is it?" "You're right, he's gorgeous." "You seen the kitchen?" "That's down to you." "Is that a problem?" "No." "The problem is you're my best mate and I don't know anything about you." "Oh." "You got a wife?" "Girlfriend?" "It's all right if you're gay." "I wouldn't mind." " I'm not that either." " Hey!" "You can't hide out here all night." "I can't dance." "Oh, come on, baby, I don't bite." "Not unless you get really lucky." "You're in there, mate." "I like my men" "Like I like my coffee" "Hot, strong and sweet like toffee" "Oh, so you know that I can't let you go" "I like my men..." "Sorry, Jon's promised to help me with..." "Oh, sorry." "I'll just have to nick that husband of yours, won't I?" " Be my guest." " Well, I will." "Men, like my coffee..." "Thank you." "You're a shy one, aren't you?" "You'd better get some crisps and olives out while I get changed." "Where are the bowls?" "They're in the top righthand cupboard." "Love pierced the arrow with the 12" "And I can't get you back" "Ah, ecstasy" "Ecstasy" "Ah, ecstasy..." "You're making a habit out of rescuing us." "I don't know what you mean." "I mean things were a mess before you showed up." "You'd have been okay." "I couldn't stand the sight of him." "He hadn't touched me for months." "That was a blessing." "I used to catch him crying." "You shouldn't be telling me this." " You saved us." " No." "Yes." "Let him do something for you." "He needs to." "Jon wants to talk to you." "You all right, mate?" "Yeah, all right?" "Sorry about all that stuff earlier." "That's okay." "Cath said you wanted to say something to me." "Yeah, it might sound a bit weird." "Try me." "Promise me you won't change?" "You'll stay ordinary... normal?" " What?" " My life... it isn't what I wanted it to be." "I've seen things, done things..." "Tell me I can come round here, even if you haven't seen me for weeks," "sit down and watch TV or something... something that keeps me real." "Of course, mate, anytime." "Nutter." "Oh." "You're not getting away from me this time." "Ooh." " You're gonna regret this." " Am I?" "(laughing)" "How are you, you old queen?" "Mr. Michaelmas." "So... this is Jon." "Mmm." "What do you think of Jon, Mr. Michaelmas?" "Mr. Basmati, if half of what we've been told is true..." "He could go all the way?" "If only there were more like him." "Life would be so much easier, Mr. Michaelmas." "It's a pleasure." "We're expecting company." "(all laughing)" " Unaccompanied, I said." " A little precaution." "I knew you wouldn't mind." "What's your name, son?" "Martin." "Right, Martin." "You want to put that gun away and quietly get back into the car?" "Will you do that for me?" "Tattooed Man:" "Did you think you could defy me?" "!" "Man:" "I have always maintained my loyalty to you!" " Don't you fucking dare threaten me!" " That was a fact, not a threat." "(banging)" "(glass shatters)" "Crisp?" "Tattooed Man:" "I gave you freedom and you abused it!" "Not moral philosophy again?" "(man screams)" "I think it's gone beyond that." "Think he'd like a crisp?" "Hello?" "Hey." "Hello?" "I know you can hear me." "Hello?" "Fancy a crisp?" "Cheese and onion." "Fuck off." "He'll never get anywhere with an attitude like that." "Hey... did you see the size of that albino?" "He puts the shits up me." "We want a word." " Is there a problem?" " Not at all." "Nothing of the sort." "Don't let the thought enter your head, Jon." "Keep an eye on our pretty-boy friend, would you?" "Yeah, yeah." "Of course, yeah." "He says you're the most dedicated he's ever had." "I can see why he loves you." "You're everything I ever heard you were." "Succinylcholine." "10 milligrams for each 50 pounds of body weight produces instant paralysis." "For 10 minutes before his heart gives out, he'll feel everything that is being done to him." "With a happy bonus of complete immobility." "(laughing)" "Do you understand the nature of freedom, Jon?" "There are some steps which should only be taken of one's own free will." "There are choices which determine the course of one's life entire." "Oh, my boy Jon understands the word freedom." "So he understands what a precious and terrible thing it is." "Your choice." "One small step for man..." "One giant leap for mankind." "Tattooed Man:" "Welcome to the party!" "(man screaming)" "Where've you been?" "Taking steps." "Right." "You gonna finish him off then?" "He's down, isn't he?" "I mean, I don't need to... you know..." "Suit yourself." "Nice one." "I've got things to take care of." "You not gonna leave me here alone, are you?" "Jon?" "Jon!" " You know I don't like the dark!" "Jon!" " (engines starts)" " You're late." " Couldn't be helped." " Good night, was it?" " Just do your stuff!" "New plates, respray, and the rest!" "Did you give Andy the day off like I said?" "Yeah." "I don't want him mixed up in this." "What's a guy like you helping a loser like that for?" "I don't think that's any of your business, do you?" "I don't think there's no harm in asking." " Just making conversation." " I don't enjoy conversation." "It's his little wifey, isn't it?" "Leave it." "Yeah." "Tight little thing, isn't she?" "Yeah, I can see the attraction." "Good legs." "Sturdy." "Bet she likes it right dirty, doesn't she?" "I bet that gets her right good and juicy." "Shall we continue along this line of conversation, or shall we leave it?" "What you think?" "Leave it." "Leave it!" "(grunts)" "So... so he has got blood in his veins after all." "I'm too tired for this." "Yeah, no, don't worry, we'll sort this out later." "(laughing)" "(retching)" "(telephone rings)" " Cathy:" "Hello?" " It's me." "You know what I asked Andy about?" "Would now be a bad time?" "No, no, come on over." "It's fine." "Thanks." "Gordon:" "Jon, please tell me you're not going courting." "Fat Dave:" "Yeah, don't do it." "Gordon:" "She'll have you up the aisle before you know it." "Fat Dave:" "Next thing, she'll be up the duff." "Gordon:" "You'll be up your neck in nappies, shit and puke." "Fat Dave:" "And that is romance for you." "Gordon:" "Thank you." "She said, "If I'd have known that, I would have took me tights off."" "Here, where's old Nelson, anyway?" "Police came in here this morning and arrested him." " No." " Why?" "Oh, it'll be that bitch of a wife of his again." " Probably done him for stalking." " She's dead." " Fat Dave:" "What?" " And the boyfriend... battered to death." "The police found a bloodstained hammer on the back seat of Nelson's motor." "You all right, mate?" "Poor old Nelson, eh?" "How come they can catch him so quick and they haven't got a clue about the bank job?" "It's because they think gangland killings are a useful form of social Darwinism." "Crimes of passion, they're much easier to solve." "You make mistakes." "You probably wanna get caught and take your punishment." "Right." "Your local's a fucking dump, mate." "So what, you're not gonna introduce me to your mates?" " Not today, if you don't mind." " So what is it with you then?" "Why are you such a miserable shit, hmm?" "Or is it just me you don't like?" "I guess it must be just you." "(overlapping dialogue)" "Stop it!" "Fucking stop!" "You see, you're not so fucking hard now, are you?" "I'll call an ambulance." " I'm all right." " Sorry, mate." " It all happened so quick." " It's all right." " Will you call me a cab?" " Yeah, yeah." "(doorbell buzzes)" "My God." "What happened?" "I shouldn't have come." "Don't be an idiot." "You look like death." "Take those filthy clothes off." "Oh, sorry." "Just leave them by the door." "I'll wash them for you." "(water running)" "Have a good soak." "When did you last eat?" "Breakfast." "I'll rustle something up." "Clothes were only fit for the bin." "You'll have to borrow some of Andy's." "Oh, sorry." "My God, look at you." "Look at..." "Look at you." "(sobbing)" " There you go." " Thanks." "Where's Andy?" "Rickets needed him at the garage." "They've got some rush job on." "Andy was dead chuffed to get the overtime." "(doorbell buzzes)" "Talk of the devil." "Silly sod's forgotten his keys again." "Kirsty:" "Daddy!" "Who's got a silly daddy then?" "What are you doing up?" "I just came from the garage." "It's not good." "It's your husband, he's..." "There's been an accident." "Priest:" "Suffer us not, at our last hour  for any pains of death to fall from Thee..." "For as much as it has pleased Almighty God to take unto Himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground." "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ," "Who shall change our vile body that it may be like unto His glorious body according to the mighty working whereby He is able to subdue all things to Himself." "This is Jon." "He's been a good friend to our Andy." "Hello." "Thanks for the service." "You found it a help?" "You really believe all that stuff?" "I believe in God, yes." "I believe in the afterlife." "I believe that through the grace of God's love there's no individual in creation who is beyond salvation." "I'm sorry, I've got to go." "Phil's waiting for me." "I'll be in touch." "Soon?" "Tell me again." "The hydraulic lift was faulty." "I'd gone to pick the Merc up and he was... underneath it." "He wasn't meant to be there." "I'd spoken to Rickets." "I told you, Rickets went home early." "So he brought your mate in." "Said he had a bad stomach." "And Andy was dead when you got there?" "Thanks." "I just want to be sure of the facts." "Jon, he's waiting for you." "What shall I tell him?" " Tell him he'll have to wait." " Oh, shit." "Look, Jon, I'm..." "Jon, I'm sorry about what happened, okay?" "I was out of order... and I..." "Jon." "Look, your mate, I didn't..." "Look, I've been asking for a new lift for ages, ain't I?" "Jon!" "Look, what the... what the fuck am I gonna kill him for?" "It weren't my fault." "(Rickets screaming)" "I've been looking everywhere for you." "Come on, Jon, he's still waiting for you." " I killed him, Phil." " It was an accident." "No, you don't understand." "I killed him." "Come on, don't torture yourself." "Come on, let's put some music on, eh?" "Cheer ourselves up." "Here, you'll like this one." "Ashes to ash, and funk to funky" " We know major Tom's..." " Phil:" "Oh shit." "Sorry, Jon, I didn't mean any... oh." "Well, now... here I am all on my lonesome in the afternoon preparing a meal of solace for you." "Frankly, I feel a tad unappreciated, Jon." "Sorry." "It's been one of those days." "Yes, well... that's why I've always warned you against the dangers of sentimental love, tried to get you to focus on the cerebral." "Well... let's drown your sorrows." "To your friend." "Andy." "Your friend." "So?" "I've been thinking." "I don't think I can do the things I do for you anymore." "Oh." "You were right." "I've been hiding away from what's real... what's important." "Andy and his family." "They got through to me." "You seem to think your friends live in the real world, whilst I inhabit some nightmare existence of my own making." " Isn't that true though?" " No." "They live an existence where people in the Third World starve, so that they can relax in comfort... where genocide and atrocities are tolerated elsewhere, so that they can live in peace." "They eke out their dull lives... ignoring the existence of evil... whilst trying to forget the inevitability of death." "They are hypocrites, Jon, devoid of any self-knowledge." "Whereas I..." "I know what I am, and I revel in it!" "It is my world that is the real world!" "Theirs is a fantasy of their own creation." "That still leaves me caught between the two, knowing I don't really fit into either." "What do I do?" "Tattooed Man:" "You have made a decision, which determines your life entire." "You're in my world, Jon... for better or worse." "And you're part of me." "(laughs)" "(doorbell buzzes)" "I was wondering when you'd come." "I brought this." "Do you remember me loving Southern Comfort from school?" "Yeah." "You must have a good memory." "For very important things." "Cathy:" "What are we going to do?" "Jon:" "I had to see you one last time." "What?" "You were right to be suspicious of me when I walked back into your lives." "I'm a bad man." "No." "Shh." "I do bad things... and bad things happen to the people around me." "Andy'd still be alive if it weren't for me." "Don't worry." "I'll see you and Kirsty are looked after, but it's best for both of you if you don't know me." " Please, don't do this." " I have to." "No, you don't." "You wouldn't want me near you if you knew what I am." "I don't care." "I don't need to know." "I'm sorry." "Will you do something for me?" "I want you to take this." "Open it." "It's not body parts, if that's what you're worried about." "Must be a couple of hundred thousand here." "Well over." "I want you to set up a trust fund for Cathy and Kirsty." " Give 'em something to live on." " But..." "I don't want the money traceable to me, and I've no one else I can turn to." "Will you do it?" "Good." "Buy yourself some new altar cloths or something." "That won't be necessary." "I could conduct a mass for your soul." "I'd appreciate that." "If he hasn't been handed in to the station you might try Battersea Dog's Home." " Yes, sir?" " I want to confess to some murders." "You're not gonna sleep very well tonight, are you?" "So... after you'd done these things to this man Rickets, you say you killed him." "Then what?" "I locked the garage doors, then went to visit a friend." "(knock on door)" "Interview terminated at 19:45." " You're joking." " No." "You sick bastard." "They've been to the garage and there's nothing there." "He's made the whole thing up." "But there must be." "I left the place like an abattoir." "There's no body." "There's no skin." " There's no blood." " So you're a fucking fantasist." "No." " I can tell you about all the others." " Shut it!" "I'm gonna do you for wasting police time." "(both whispering)" "Apparently I've got to show compassion to a sicko like you." " You're released without charge." " I should be punished!" "Get him out of my sight." "I can prove it." "I can take you to where some of the bodies are buried." "Is there a problem, Jonson?" "(doorbell buzzes)" "All right, Jon?" "He wants to see you." "Give me five minutes." "I need a wash." "Don't think that's such a good idea." "Best just come as you are." "You coming then?" "Good luck, mate." "What am I going to do with you, Jon?" "What am I going to do?" "What you did to Mr. Rickets..." "That was a weak thing, Jon." "Lucky I found the body before anybody else." "Covered your tracks." "But then you go to the police." "Why, Jon?" "What's wrong with you?" "Is it the woman?" "Do you love her, Jon?" "You're fucking her, Jon?" "Is that it?" "Look at him." "He isn't even fucking her." "He dreamed about fucking her, though." "Michaelmas:" "He wanted to fuck her so much he found her husband a job to get him out of the house." "Basmati:" "Maybe he hoped the husband would be so grateful, he would want him to fuck her." "But then her husband goes and snuffs it." "Ah, and poor Jon here feels so guilty." "He needed to kill." "Basmati:" "He needed to confess." "He didn't care about the man who nurtured him." "Basmati:" "He did not care about the man who trusted him." "He didn't care about the man who loved him." "Amphetamines, Jon." "I've injected you with amphetamines." "What did you think?" "That one of these is reserved for you?" "Do you believe that any confession of yours which implicated me would ever leave the room in which you made it?" "Or that the police wouldn't try to forget everything they've learnt in their own best interest?" "Basmati:" "Now do you know what he could do to you?" "Do you have any conception what he could put you through?" "Eh?" "Eh?" "Why don't you just do it then?" "Or kill me." "He doesn't need to kill you, Jon." "I cast you out." "Basmati:" "Did you hear that?" "You're worse than dead." "Because you have taken precious things from me, Jon." "His favorite mechanic." " His abused trust." " His love." "I must take something from you." "What do you value above all things, Jon?" "Cathy." "(Jon screams)" "Christ!" "What have they done to you?" "Take me to Cathy." "Sorry, Jon." "Jon." "Jon, here." "Listen, take this." "You might need it." "Here." "Jon!" "Taxi!" "Cathy?" "Oh, God." " Jon?" " Oh, thank God." "I knew you'd come back." "We haven't got time." "You're in danger." "I don't care." "We've got to get you away." "Somewhere safe." " Come on." " (toy monkey chatters)" "Shit!" "Shit!" "Oh, what do you want?" "I risked my neck for you." "I came to warn you." "What?" "He's coming." "I know." "He wants to kill 'em both." "Even the score." "No... he wants them for himself." "What?" "It's your punishment." "It guarantees you don't make any more trouble." "He's gonna keep them with him... at his pleasure." "Listen, Jon, I've..." "I've gotta go before he gets here." "Where are they gonna go?" "Where are they gonna be safe?" "He'll always find them." "You of all people should know that." "But at least they'll be alive." "You won't, unless you get out of his way." "Don't cross him again, Jon, or he'll crush you." "I'm sorry." "Have we got to make a run for it then?" "Good." "I'm not sure Kirsty and me are up to running right now." "Let's plan spending the rest of our lives together." "What?" "No!" "(screaming)" "No!" "Jon?" "Do you love me?" "You're a child of God." "Of course I love you." "I killed them." " Killed?" " Cathy and Kirsty." "I snuffed them out like you might do a candle." "Do you love me now?" "(doorbell buzzes)" "Murray Mint?" "Thanks." "And no more" "Shall we part" "It will no longer be necessary" "And no more will I say" "Dear heart" "I am alone" " And she has left me..." " Here, Jon." "And no more shall we part" "I'll never be free" "If I'm not free now" "Lord, stay by me" "And don't go down" "I never was free" "What are you talking about?" "For no more" "Shall we part" "And no more" "Shall we part." "It's the sea air, it tires you out." "Well... here we are." "Ah..." "look at that." "My favorite view in the world." "Shit." "It's a long way down." "Phil's right." "Go to the edge, Jon." "Take a look." "Tell me... was it a good thing or a bad thing I did at the end?" "You made the best of your hand, Jon." "I shall think good things about you." "But now it's down and dealt, chapter and verse." "Time to move on." "There are things you should do only of your own free will." "A final act of redemption, Jon." "A choice that determines the course of your life entire." "There are those that elect to jump, and those that allow themselves to be pushed." "And those that elect to jump?" "They are of course free to choose in which direction." "(clothes rustle)" "(thud)" "(seagulls squawking)" "(engine starts)" "Walking back to happiness..." "Phil:" "Oh, shit." "Sorry, I didn't know." "No harm done, Phil." "No harm done." "I never knew I'd miss you" "Now I know what I must do" "Walking back to happiness" " I shared with you" " Yay, yay, yay, yay, ba dum be do" "I'm making up for things I said, woopah, oh yeah yeah" "And mistakes to which they led, woopah, oh yeah yeah" "I shouldn't have gone away, so I'm coming back today" "Walking back to happiness, I threw away..." "Someday..." "We'll leave this town" "It wears us down" "We'll leave somehow" "All its harm" "And all its charms" "Oh, someday" "Someday..." "We'll leave behind" "All this time" "That has turned sour" "Far behind" "And out of mind" "Oh, someday" "Someday..." "We'll leave this life" "Far behind" "And fade in time" "We'll look down" "On this sad town" "Oh, someday" "Safe from harm" "Was it a dream I had?" "Was it a dream I had?" "When did it turn bad?" "Oh, safe from harm" "Was it a dream?" "(instrumental break)" "Safe from harm" "Was it a dream I had?" "Was it a dream I had?" "When did it turn bad?" "Oh, safe from harm" "Was it a dream I had?" "Was it a dream I had?" "When did it turn bad?" "Oh, safe from harm" "Was it a dream?" "Someday..." "We'll leave behind" "This sad life" "And all its lies" "All its harm" "And all its charms" "Oh, someday" "We shall see" "With clarity" "And we won't look back."