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(drill buzzing)

(banging at the door)

‐ We're in the middle of a surgery.

‐ Lane wants you to do this one now.

‐ Well, it doesn't work like that.

‐ Do you want me to bring Lane down here

so you can explain it to her?

‐ This isn't Grand fucking Central Station, is it?

(gunshots blaring)

(dramatic music)

‐ Quick, Get them up.

Go!

Go!

Wake up, come on. Come on, wake up. Come on, wake up.

(loud slap)

‐ Hey! Easy on her.

(loud slap)

‐ Ah.

‐ Okay. No, no, no, no. No, no.

Leave it, leave it, leave it.

‐ Ahh!

‐ Okay, okay, all better now.

‐ You're gonna have to blitz me,

make it look like you're attacked.

‐ No, I can't.

‐ I'll do it.

I want to.

I can do this.

‐ Alex.

‐ Yeah.

‐ I hate you.

‐ I know.

(gun shot)

(dramatic music)

‐ This way.

‐ Where are we going?

‐ Just away from there. Come on.

‐ Easy for you to say. We don't have shoes or undies

and it's fucking freezing.

What are we supposed to do with that?

‐ Fashion loincloths?

‐ Loin cloths? Loin cloths!? I don't know if you remember,

but two minutes ago, I literally had a hole drilled in my

brain because of you. My arm, is at a dance party

I'm not invited too.

I don't know how I'm even talking or, walking right now.

I know we had our shit in the past but I would never

have done this to you. Never!

So what the fuck do you have to say for yourself?

‐ Seriously Alex, what could I say

that would make it better?

‐ Try me.

I acknowledge that, I...

I am sorry that you feel that I...

all Elliot ever did for ET was protect

and stand up for him.

Even when ET embarrassed him.

And even when their lives were on the line.

I'm no Elliot, I'm the opposite.

I'm a shit friend and I'm a terrible...

Whatever it is, we are to each other.

‐ Dicks.

‐ Jamie, I'm sorry.

I'm terrified because I don't know how to come back

from this, but I promise I'll spend every waking moment

trying to make it up to you.

‐ Yeah. Nah, that didn't make it better.

So, What's your plan? You're full of good ideas?

So what's the next one?

‐ Lane has to be stopped.

‐ Solid.

‐ And we have to get Bobby back from her.

‐ Agreed. But first,

fucking undies.

(uplifting music)

(birds chirping)

‐ [Alex÷} Okay, coast is Clear.

Move out now!

‐ Ah!

‐ Chill out, dude. There's no one here.

‐ Bingo!

‐ Thank God.

‐ Any underwear?

‐ Nah, sorry. Still gotta freeze our flaps off.

‐ Not like we have a choice.

(suspenseful music builds)

"It's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men, amen!"

‐ I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna let myself get, absolutely

soaking wet, It's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men

(brakes screech)

(horn honks)

(cow moos)

‐ Move it! Shoo!

Ah, bloody nature.

(taser zaps)

"She took off to heaven and she did what"

‐ No, Pip no she's pregnant!

"she taught"

(radio zaps off)

‐ I'm sorry.

‐ Tie her up.

Come on.

‐ Oh God Bobby.

Uh, okay, alright, Bobby come on, come on lets go.

Bobby!

Pip! What happened to him? Did she perm him?

Pip! What's going on?!

‐ Guys, we've got to go.

‐ Bobby come on! We gotta get you to safety.

‐ What is going on?

‐ Do we have to do story time right here and now,

because we could literally walk twenty paces that way

and then talk out of sight. Bobby move your ass!

‐ I'm not going anywhere with her.

‐ Pip, what happened?

‐ Eight years, eight years, I never knew how lucky I had it.

I would give anything to go back in time. So I never had to

deal with any one of you crazy fucking monsters!

(gun clicks)

‐ Spare me the historionics, would you?

‐ What the fuck?

‐ Stay back or nobody gets him.

‐ Who has a gun?

‐ Wellness has everything. Stay back, all of you.

‐ You'll have to shoot me first.

‐ Two for one, can do.

(snickers)

‐ Your baby didn't ask to be sacrifice.

‐ Well your baby didn't ask for a bitch of a mother!

‐ Yeah, nice one Alex.

‐ Thanks.

‐ Don't you test me! You of all people know what happens

when you test me.

‐ I know what you're thinking.

How many bodies does it take to stop a bullet?

One thick skull.

And to think I was gonna give you the world on a plate.

‐ Wouldn't want your stupid plate because everything

you cook is shit.

(gun shot)

‐ Ahhhhhh!

(taser sparking)

‐ Alex! Jesus, you're electrocuting Pip too!

‐ Fucking ow.

‐ Sorry.

‐ Bobby, bobby!

‐ Oh shit. Someone's coming. Go! Move!

Go, go, go, go!

‐ Shit.

‐ Hey.

‐ Oh my God, Lane!

You stay here and I'll get help. Stay.

‐ Now what?

‐ Now you take this necklace.

‐ Alex now what?

‐ We know where he's going.

We've just got to get there before he does.

‐ Hello!

Hey it's me.

(banging on the door)

Hey!

It said rise friend, here I am your friend.

Hello?

Anybody?

Hey my name is Bobby Norman O'Connor.

Please I'm a survivor!

Please.

Please, please.

Stupid sliding door.

Hello...

Anybody?

Hello, its me.

Hello...

‐ Bobby!

‐ What! No, go away. This is my safe place.

‐ Why are you whispering?

‐ Shh! Because they will hear you.

‐ Where are we supposed to go?

‐ Away, the fuck, from me!

‐ No we are in this together?

‐ Bullshit! You don't give a fuck about me, any of you,

All you care about are the plans for yourselves so keep me

out of it and AHHHHH!

‐ Ahh!

‐ Excuse me, person with lethal military grade weapon,

was it your intention to just kill the male in our group or

all of us?

‐ Pip!

‐ What?

‐ I'd be pretty stupid to kill the kind

I have sworn to protect.

‐ What?

‐ You on the other hand...

‐ What?

(door slams)

‐ We are not safe here.

‐ But this is my safe place.

‐ No it's not.

‐ What?

‐ Gas, they are gassing us!

‐ Who? Why?!

‐ Cover your mouths, get down.

(coughing)

‐ There is no way out!

‐ You, here!

‐ Look out, you will need this.

‐ Alright, come on!

‐ You're next. Quick!

‐ Help!

‐ Come here, come on.

‐ Ughh.

(coughing)

‐ Ahh!

‐ Aghh!

(coughing)

‐ Come on, I've got you. Grab my hand.

‐ Come on.

‐ You are just like your mum. You never know when to quit.

‐ What? Who are you?!

(heavy breathing)

No!!

No!

No, come back.

‐ Guys come on it's getting higher! Come on!

(coughing)

‐ No, no we have to go back.

‐ No, Alex, she's gone! Come on the gas will start coming..

‐ [Alex] She knows something about my mother!

‐ Go, go, go, go.

‐ Where?

‐ Doesn't matter just keep moving.

‐ Ow, you kicked me.

‐ Ugh.

‐ Excuse me?

‐ I said "good".

‐ You wanna, you wanna do this now Bobby?

‐ No Pip, we aren't doing this now, keep moving!

‐ You wanna say something to me.

‐ [Bobby] No, I have nothing to say.

‐ We can settle this with our fists, if you want.

‐ [Bobby] What?

‐ Isn't that what your kind do when there is a problem?

You hit each other?

‐ My kind?

‐ Men! If we were men, wouldn't we just have a good old

punch up?

‐ Pip can you please talk about this later?

‐ No!

If we let that seed sit, they'd just turn into land mines.

‐ Just shut the fuck up and move!

‐ Ow, what now?

‐ What are you doing?

‐ I'm stuck.

‐ What?

‐ What?

‐ I'm stuck. Are you deaf?

‐ Suck in!

‐ I am sucking in!

‐ Oh fuck! It's so bad.

‐ We're gonna die in here!

‐ It's settled then, when we get out of here

I'll give you one free hit and then we can move on.

‐ My god! It doesn't work like that!

Ahhh fuck this bullshit!

‐ Ahh!

‐ Hey guys?

Guys!

Help me shake it!

Come on its the only way out of here!

‐ Ahhh!

‐ Ughhh!

‐ Wait is this a good idea?

‐ Ahhhh!

(metal crashing)

(coughing)

‐ Oh no! No, no, no, no.

‐ What.

‐ The actual.

‐ Fuck?

‐ Stop right there, don't fucking move.

‐ Put your hands where I can see them.

‐ Stand down.

(laughing)

‐ Ah, My three little piggies.

Thank you for returning my new acquisition.

Guys have been looking forward to a new friend.

‐ I thought we left you?

‐ Half dead. After being bitten and electrocuted,

‐ Brutal.

‐ In a brutal unprovoked beating.

Me in my third trimester,

what can I say?

I'm a fighter!

‐ You are.

‐ So this is where the sperm ballots sperm comes from.

‐ Oh Goddess no, no. Dr. Garvey and I are

stockpiling fresh sperm.

‐ Well we don't have to..

‐ We're stockpiling fresh sperm.

‐ Why are you telling them? Isn't that counterproductive?

‐ What are you undermining me?

‐ Sweetie, I'm not.

‐ Don't sweetie me,

anyway we're gonna dispose of them after.

‐ Oh Yes. Even that one?

‐ Yes.

‐ The one with the golden vulva?

‐ Yes.

‐ How are we going to get out of here?

‐ We can't they are everywhere.

‐ We good?

‐ Yeah. May I?

‐ Absolutely.

‐ As I was,

‐ Can I do the clincher?

‐ Yes.

‐ We are stockpiling fresh sperm, for when the government

supplies of pre‐virus sperm, run dry.

‐ And once that's happened we control the population,

the country, possibly the world.

(giggles)

Carpe Futurum!

(moaning)

‐ Please help!

‐ Any questions?

‐ Bu, but wh‐

‐ Buh buh but what?

My bibbity bobbity boo?

‐ The sim card..

This isn't a safe place.

‐ If there's on thing male survivalists can't resist,

it's a good little puzzle. Makes them feel special.

‐ No.

‐ But don't take my word for it.

‐ [Bobby] No!

‐ Would you like to meet the architect?

Actually I think you might have met them already.

‐ Oh Hey JB. Sis.

‐ Jackson?

‐ No that's Thomas?

‐ Oh sup Bobby?

‐ Oh babe.

‐ No.

‐ Do the thing.

‐ Uh, What thing?

‐ The voice thing.

‐ Oh no, no, no, no.

‐ Go on.

‐ Do it for me.

‐ Okay.

Rise friend,

rise.

‐ Noooo!

‐ Men, they always do that.

(giggles)

‐ [Bobby÷} Fuck you!

(upbeat music plays)