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Welcome to graphic novel and comic book art.

So yesterday with my colleague, lady shithead,

you covered the basics.

Faces, frames, proportions... anatomy.

Today, we're gonna focus on getting a complete scene down.

Trying to get... all...

The core elements...

Hi, this is graphic novel and comic book art.

Are you sure you're in the right place?

Okay then... I was just...

Doing a complete scene, yes, I heard you from outside.

Okay, so, it can be about anything that you want.

But I would urge you to try and dig a little bit deeper,

and find something that means something to you.

Write what you know.

Sam.

With that in mind, what's yours about?

Like... I think...

Ninjas?

- And you... - Marie. - Yes.

What is yours gonna be about?

Mine will be about Edward.

So here we all are, Edward, your mum...

It's so nice to meet you.

And you.

God, you guys are soaking... Sorry, here... here...

Sorry, just...

Showing up like this, I... I don't know where to start...

There are gunmen on the island and they're killing people.

They chased us to the shore, so unless you'd like us to be next,

I strongly suggest you move this boat as far away as possible.

Are you...

Sorry... are you guys joking?

- Do I look like I'm fucking joking? - We need to go now.

Please.

Alex! Can you tell the captain to set course for Athens?

- Of course. Sure. - Yeah. Right now. Thank you.

Come inside, I'll... I'll get you guys some dry clothes.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

My brother should have something for you guys to wear.

Julie, just help yourself to anything in my wardrobe. I'll be right back, okay?

So, how am I supposed to explain any of this to her?

- Say what you saw, just nothing about me. - Right. More lies.

- What do you mean? - My mum not tell you she's a hit woman?

- Didn't come up? - Keep your voice down.

- You may be comfortable lying, I'm not. - The less people know, the better.

- Especially her. - What does that mean?

Did he say hit woman?

You said you were looking for answers before we swam here.

What did you mean?

Look, my... My old boss... called me,

or someone pretending to be him, with a job.

Okay? And the target... was...

Who?

It was Kayla.

- Kayla? - My brother's got expensive taste,

but he's also got no taste, so... Apologies, guys.

Ezra, he's here... It'll be good to meet him.

Not sure you'll be saying that after you meet him.

We're moving.

Julie, I'll show you where the guest bathroom is.

Did you... did you not find anything in my wardrobe?

It's all a bit over the top... for me.

There must be a crew uniform or something knocking around.

Okay.

You fucked up, dutchman...

Please, tell me what I can do to make this right, again.

No, no. Please.

You should know that money brings goodwill here.

Enough goodwill for a guard to tell me

that you are filthy cunt snitch.

Chichi must die.

Snazzy... Don't...

- You look... - Don't.

You guys must be our guests. Ezra, k's brother.

I cannot believe what you guys have been through,

sounds full on.

- 'Full on'? - Yeah. Like... proper full on.

Well, thanks for... Christ. Least we could do,

what you guys have been through...

Anyway... Would you guys like a tour of the yacht?

Come on.

Why would a bunch of armed men turn up on some tiny island?

What did they want?

I...

Don't know.

I'm just so glad that you're okay.

And here is where it gets sexy...

The wellness centre.

Yes, check this out.

I got this modded, so it gets to 180 celsius

in just five minutes.

Do you know how hot that shit is?

- Very hot. - Yeah, you could cook a chicken

in that bad boy. Maximum sweattage.

What's this then?

The Aaron cross.

To me, he's just dad.

Although I do mainly call him Aaron.

Seems a bit unfair that Aaron gets the hard hat and the bald guy doesn't.

What's 'cgm'?

Cross global mining. The family biz.

Wahey! Here he is! Eddie!

Hey, great to have you here, man! We need to talk stag!

And you work for them too, do you?

I do, yeah. In the charity side of things though.

How long?

Five years...

And what kind of work do you do... exactly?

- Spare her the third degree, mum. - It's fine. I don't mind...

Okay, on with the tour...

Ez, they've been shot at. They need a drink and something to eat,

not every exhaustive detail of your penis extension.

Come on.

You think someone wants her dead because she works for a mining company?

Is that what your Spanish inquisition was all about?

Is that a jet ski out there?

- What? I don't know... - You coming?

Yeah. Yeah, I am coming, darling.

You liking the 30-year aged maccaledon, my brother?

It's better with ice, kinda mitigates the peatiness.

I watched people I love bleeding

into the dirt as they drew their last breath on this earth.

I give no fucks at all about ice.

Okay...

Brother?

Wait... where's your mum?

Sean?

Sean? I know you're there.

Lynx deodorant. A man of your age.

I smell divine, and you know it.

- How'd you find me? - By not being shit at my job.

The fat sum out for you,

there's a lot of people gonna want a contract like that.

- I'm flattered. - Wanna tell me why you're worth so much?

Our line of work, you... Make a lot of enemies, don't you?

Is that why you retired?

I thought you had a couple of good years left in you.

Well, this has been fun. You're not really gonna kill me, are you?

Come on.

I'm here as a friend, Jules.

Well, why don't you lower that gun?

- Why don't we both lower our guns? - You first.

I wouldn't shoot you, Jules.

Professional courtesy, if nothing else.

You might think you're in deep shit now,

but it is deeper and shittier than you thought.

I think Damian's dead.

- Why would you say that? - Zero communication for four days now.

- The fixers have started to notice. - Well, Damian's a cockroach there.

Whatever rock he's hiding under, he's not dead.

It's alright, easy.

Think I owe you this.

What?

Come on,

I know we'd had a few ouzos, but I didn't think you'd forget our bet.

First one to get a price on their head wins ten pounds.

Right.

I did forget.

So...

We can have one last drink before you drop off the face of the earth.

For old-time's sake.

Mum?

- Who's this? - Hello. I'm.

- I'm Sean. - This is Sean.

That really doesn't go anywhere close to answering my question.

I'm your father.

Shut up, you twat!

- He's not. - No, I'm not.

Sorry. No, I'm in the same business as your mum.

- You know, waste... control... - He knows.

Okay, I... I kill people.

- Yeah, I got that. Why is he here? - Just an old pal.

I owed her ten quid.

- Again, I have questions. - Well, I find questions are best answered

over a cold beer, and I imagine this place has got a hell of a bar.

Yeah, no one is going to the bar.

How am I supposed to explain how you got here or who you...

Ed... you've been gone for ages.

Hi...

This is Sean. He's an old friend of mine.

He was... well, he was all ready to go windsurfing

when the shooting started and he followed us from the dock.

I hope that's alright.

My god, yeah, of course. Are you alright?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Would you like a change of clothes?

- That'd be great. - Okay...

Hey, that's my son's fiancée,

- you dirty old bastard. - A man can look.

You've not changed.

- Why did you stop me? - Come.

- Hey! Come on. - I just got an interesting call.

A man called Aaron cross.

He seemed cross as well.

This is not funny, dutchman.

- Okay... - Aaron did not even wait for me to speak.

Such a hurry he was in.

He said 'hold tight'.

He will get you out.

Why didn't you say, you had a way out of this shithole?

I'm... I didn't know how it would work out,

I... I mean I... He really said that he would get me out?

Us, dutchman.

Get us out.

Okay, no, I, yeah... I can take you with me.

And you, I mean, we will all get out, of course.

We looked up Aaron cross. Very rich. Very powerful.

Why would he break a little man like you out of prison?

You are fucking him?

No! No, no, I'm not fucking him.

Okay, I... I was.

I was head of it for the cross clover mining company,

and then I came across something in his emails...

So you would like to share this information with the group, dutchman?

From the... no. I mean, that's... I mean... I can't...

Hey...

What are you doing? Hey, guys!

No! No, no, no...

- Now you tell me everything. - No, no, please, please...

A yacht's more than a floating hotel,

it's a way of life, just you, the sea...

The chef, mixologist, and crew, obvs.

Right, come on then, selfie time!

A nice yacht selfie!

Lovely...

Do you know what, I look fantastic. Do you mind if I send this to myself?

- Yeah, go for it... - Okay, great.

Well, now you've got my number as well,

so... everyone wins.

Tell you what, you have picked yourself one hell of a mother-in-law.

Really? Ed doesn't really talk about her much, to be honest.

- No? - No.

Well. She's... she's complicated.

How do you mean?

But she's in danger.

- Mum, she should know. - We have no idea what's going on.

Going to her with a fraction of the story isn't gonna help anything.

She's safe while I'm here, okay?

What do you know about the brother?

Ezra... why?

He's a shifty one. Barely looked at his sister all night.

Stop trying to change the subject.

I'm not gonna lie to Kayla forever, okay? I'm not you.

Well, that's painful.

- Accurate, but painful. - That should be on your business card.

Look, when we're out of danger, you can tell her,

- whatever the hell you want, okay? - We? It's you they're after.

And you don't think they'd use you to get to me?

Good to hear.

- Well... it is what it is. - I'll tell you what it is.

It's fucking Karma.

I dunno what you mean.

I mean, you kill human beings for a living, mum.

And what kind of person can just take a life? Dozens of lives...

Doesn't it bother you?

Whether it was a bullet in the head or a knife in the back,

I felt exactly the same, every time I killed someone...

Absolutely nothing.

Excuse me.

Alright, everyone. Let's eat!

Why Greece?

When you retired. Why do you choose Greece?

It was... quiet.

Stylite.

They were christians,

they would climb a pillar and live there.

And preach. Fast. Pray.

They suffer to save their souls.

And this is what we call miss Julie on the island.

And then she came down from her pillar...

And she saved us.

Saved you?

- What does that mean? - Beef tartare...

With soy, sesame, egg yolk, and scallions.

Wait, what... what does he mean by saved you?

I wouldn't say running in terror for the Marina,

while they all followed me counts as "saving" anybody but...

But you made it out alive, so...

Luck.

Cheese fork? Haven't seen one of those for ages.

Well, whoever came up with that deserves no credit whatsoever, do they?

So what about your friend?

He just get lucky as well? Following you.

Yes, he did.

Where's he at anyway?

Don't worry! They test them every few days...

- Keep everyone here. - Why, what's going on?

Fuck.

Julie?

I know you don't have your gun.

So just come on out and we'll finish this nice and quick.

No one gets caught in the crossfire.

Fuck!

Now you've made everything really fucking complicated.

- I thought we were friends. - Yeah, we are.

The contract on you's gone wide. Price has tripled. So...

Highest bidder.

You always were a spineless amoral little fuck.

Yeah, well, highest bidder.

- You know, they sent pavel after me. - Yeah, how is he?

- He's dead. - Yeah, well. No hard feelings, Jules.

I really do respect you...

Engineers saying no heat sensors went off, so looks like someone hit the alarm

- by accident... - By accident?

Who wants this miso broccoli?

Otherwise, it's got my name written on its little green head.

No one in the crew would do that.

Your mum's friend was the only person out of the room when it went off.

And then your mum disappears.

I mean, what the fuck is going on?

They're not just... friends.

- What do you mean? - They're banging, aren't they?

Prefer not to use that word referring to my mum.

- Banging! - Please stop.

Motherfucker!

You've been out the game too long, Jules.

Lost your edge.

At least I had an edge, to begin with.

You were never any good without a gun in your fat little hands.

No need to get personal.

Okay...

They're very up and down, relationship-wise,

it's... very Affleck and jlo...

And they had this big argument, before the shooting,

and haven't worked it through.

What, he set off the fire alarm to get your mum's attention?

That would seem to be what I'm saying, yeah.

Why would he... set off the fire alarm?

He loves drama.

Yeah, I mean, why just call someone's name in life

when you can... set off a fire alarm and make a real statement.

But it's actually pretty serious, because his behaviour can be very erratic.

My god. Like what?

Other...

Bells... you know. Noises. Like the other night on the island,

he just started ringing this bell at 3:00 A.M. for... attention.

He sounds fucking crazy.

Yeah, he does, doesn't he? He sounds absolutely insane.

But my mum loves him. And the heart wants what it wants.

Cunt.

I don't wanna kill you, Sean.

But you do... Because that's who we are, isn't it?

- It's just a job... - No, no, no...

There's a darkness in us.

But they just don't get it, do they?

Because it isn't just for the money that we do it. Is it?

Shouldn't we go and see if she's okay?

If he's setting off fire alarms...

No, no, she's fine. She can handle herself.

You gonna creme brûlée me?

Do you know why I never fucked you, Sean?

Fat little hands, was it?

'Cause you never stop talking.

Now shut the fuck up and just die!

Shit.

Help me!

This used to be a proper line of work.

It was glamorous, even.

Now we're Uber eats with a Glock.

You should've stayed retired.

- What did you do that for? - What?

Run! Run!

- What the fuck? - Yuto? What... what's going on?

You stupid bastard.

Shit...

Probably some things I should tell you.

Welcome back, sleeping beauty!

Don't worry, grigor had made a first aid course once.

No?

Maybe that was Yuri.

God rest his soul.

Anyway, perhaps now you'll tell us what we want to know.

Chantaines.

- What? - Chantaines.

That's what I read in the email.

That's what Aaron cross.

- Jasper de voogdt. Right? - Yeah.

Where is grigor?

Let's go!

Are we going out?

Are we going outside?

- I was gonna tell you... - When? Before or after

your hit woman mother killed a man while we ate fucking Sushi next door?

Ex. Hitwoman. I... retired.

Except you didn't. Otherwise, you would never have taken

- the job to kill me. - Which I did not do.

Should probably get some credit for that. You're welcome.

That's why those gunmen were on the island. For her.

Why would they massacre an entire village?

Scorched earth.

Leave no witnesses.

I had no idea about any of this, before today, I... I literally hours ago.

I swear, I'd have told you.

- Any idea who might want you dead? - No! No one wants me dead!

The sooner we find out, the sooner we can get on with our lives.

So, think. Really fucking think.

I mean, you work for a mining company, right?

You must get death threats from those nutjobs who lie in front of buses.

Caring about the environment doesn't make you a nutjob.

Is that why you only eat mushrooms now? You in extinction rebellion?

Look, I run a charitable department.

Okay? I have never received a death threat!

Ever, in my life!

This is not about me, okay? So please stop making it out like it is.

You're right. It can't be a coincidence

that they hire you to kill your future daughter-in-law.

You brought her here, Edward. Right to my doorstep.

When the contract went out, who do you think they'd call? Closest person.

- Bullshit, everyone is collateral damage. - We can stand here debating this

or try and work out who's behind it, 'cause if we don't,

the pavels, and seans of this world

are just gonna keep on coming after us, until we are dead.

We should go to Tirana.

What? Al... Albania... why?

'Cause the last I heard, that was where Damian was living.

Damian's her real boyfriend.

He's my handler. Keep up, Edward.

Fine, okay...

As to where in Tirana Damian might be holed up

Sean might have known.

He always was a nosy bastard.

Hi, can we please set a new destination?

The closest port to Tirana, Albania.

Thank you.

Kayla, I'm... I'm so, so sorry.

About all of this. My mum and Sean and all that weird shit I said

about the bells...

None of this has gone how it's supposed to.

Yeah, I just.

I need a minute. This is just a lot.

Yeah, it's...

A fair amount.

Yes...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes, I want her gone.

That's what I'm saying to you... Okay. Done. Done.

Excuse me. Why did you kill them?

I'm wondering, was it Aaron cross that ordered you to?

You know, you talk a lot. Talk less.

Yes.

Go.

It's locked...

My god.

Chill.

Yes, she has to go.

That's what I'm saying. She's gone, but there is shit happening

I do not have the time to fill you in on, and it's making it complicated,

so stand down, yeah?

Stand down and wait for my call.

You're not as quiet as you think.

So...

How do you like my mother?

My.

- I thought my dad was a lot. - Silver linings, then.

When I meet him, it cannot possibly go worse than this.

Do you think if I left you, she'd kill me?

I'm certain of it.

God... okay. So, I'm either trapped in a loveless marriage

or I'm just, what, garrotted in my sleep?

Well, I feel like sniper rifle seems to be more her thing.

Or maybe a cheese fork.

Now, I really miss when all we had to worry about

was just telling people we were engaged after six months.

Those were the good old days?

We should go back.

In a bit.

I don't think we're missing much.

- Open the door, you crazy bitch! - After you've answered some questions.

It's so hot in here!

Yeah, 180 in five minutes, wasn't it? 'Maximum sweattage'?

- That's way too hot! - Isn't that's the idea?

- Who made a sauna this hot? - You tell me.

What do you want?

Did you send the order?

Send what order? What do you mean?

The guy who modded the sauna said you should never turn it up this high.

It's really dangerous, man! Please!

I heard you talking. I know that you're lying, Ezra...

Mum... what... what are you doing?

- What are you... - I heard your brother on the phone.

What were your exact words? 'I want her gone'?

So, now you think my brother's behind this?

No idea. I just wanna find out what he meant.

So, you're... roasting him?

Kayla, Kayla, tell this crazy woman to let me out.

Look, I heard what I heard.

- Well, did you say that? - You're gonna take her side?

- Are you sure? - He's hiding something.

- I could actually die in here, guys! - Why would he want me dead?

- Maybe someone's forcing him into it. - I'm ringing dad.

And he is going to be so pissed off.

- Fuck! - Maybe that's enough, now.

You're torturing him.

- Don't you wanna find out? - Mum, enough...

Well, he hasn't denied it.

You haven't denied it, ez.

'Cause it's true, right? You said 'i want her gone'.

Okay... yes, I said it!

Who were you talking to?

- I said it to Michael. - What, dad's lawyer Michael?

The company lawyer. I've been... I was trying to get you out of cgm.

Just check my phone records if you don't believe me.

My phone's overheated, like my entire body,

so it won't work right now but just take it,

look at whatever you want, please just let me out

I'm sorry.

Fuck...

Shit.

It is done.

Of course, I have him.

Just some Russian and his little rat.

How long?

We'll be here.

Excuse me, sir, who... Who was that on the phone?

They will be here soon.

Maybe you... you know who is paying you, right?

- Does it matter? - Yes, my friend, it matters very much.

His name is Aaron cross. And he's a very, very powerful man.

Say what you want to say.

So, this Aaron cross, yeah... I mean, he's only paying you to free me

because... I am blackmailing him.

And he doesn't want me free. He only wishes to know who else I've told.

So, he can keep his secret safe.

And then, he will make me talk.

And then, yeah... he will kill me.

So? This is not my business.

But it is your business.

I'm a loose end. And because of my association with you,

that makes you a loose end too.

Wait, wait, hear me out, because whoever you spoke to now,

they... they said you would come with me, right? They offered you more money,

they maybe said that they need your help... am I right?

Okay, so look, now we don't have much time.

Just listen to me when I tell you, as soon as that helicopter lands,

- you and me, we're both dead men. - No. No. No. You don't know that.

You don't know none of this. I am paid to do a job, nothing more.

Yeah, no, but listen, look up Aaron cross.

Take your telephone and look up Aaron cross,

and tell me that a man with that much money and power,

doesn't see himself above all law and all reason.

Please, look him up, sir.

Quickly!

See that? I mean, I have no doubt that they offered you more money,

but take what they gave you, if you value your life and run.

And what about you?

Well, I am no longer your problem.

Each man to himself.

I need to wash these down.

Sure. Come in.

What's that for?

Menopause.

How about you?

It's... they're vitamins.

It's prostate.

Yeah, statins, thyroid, aspirin, ramipril.

You win.

I win nothing.

The village... and your... your friends.

I'm so sorry.

I know.

When we dock, you...

Well, you can go back home. No-one's looking for you. You'll be safe.

Go back home to what?

Everything I had there... is gone.

What are you thinking about?

Just reframing my entire childhood.

Thinking about every single 'business trip' my mother took.

She took a lot of business trips.

- Fuck. - Yeah.

What did you think that she did for a living?

I...

She told me she was a head-hunter.

- No, she didn't? - Yeah. I know.

Fucking outrageous.

What were you thinking about?

I was.

I was making a list in my head

of all the reasons someone might want me dead.

It's not the most fun I've ever had.

I thought you said this was just about my mum, not you...

Yeah, I know I did.

Fuck no, that was just wishful thinking.

I don't know.

I got this email out of the blue a few weeks ago

from this guy called Jasper de voogdt.

So, he is my dad's head of it.

And... he said he had some information about some very dark shit.

I'm

I'm definitely paraphrasing, but he basically said

it was the kind of shit that could take down

my dad's entire company, and he needed somebody brave

- to help him 'bring it to light'. - Shit.

He kept saying that it all came back to one word...

'Chantaines'.

I'll show you...

There.

Then when I tried to get back in touch with him,

I just heard nothing.

So, I thought, I dunno, I just thought maybe it was bullshit,

but it stayed in my head.

And I asked Ezra about it earlier today

- and he reacted in the most bizarre way. - Does he know what it meant?

Well, he says he doesn't. But... I don't know.

So, you think this chantaines thing has something to do with this?

Maybe.

And maybe me asking questions put someone's nose out of joint.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid, to be honest.

Is it paranoid when people are actually out to get you?

There's no way I'm gonna be able to sleep.

I'm gonna hit the treadmill.

Me neither.

I'm going to hit the... Biscuits, if I'm honest.

I take it you've never met mr cross before?

No.

But you've heard plenty.

My boss has told me things.

He likes to look smart. More than anything.

If he's wearing a tie, he's in a good mood, and you're fine.

And if he's not wearing a tie?

Jacques girard, I am with blacknall security.

- You get de voogdt or not? - No.

Mr blacknall couldn't pick up the phone?

Well, he said this was a sensitive conversation and you would

I'd prefer if you had better news for me.

Well, we have other...

Humiliating, isn't it?

A grown man slaps you in the face, and you have to stand there

and take it like a fucking pussy.

Because that's how your company makes me feel.

There are other companies that do what you do, yeah?

- Yes. - So, unless mr blacknall wants

to spend the rest of his life sleeping with one eye open.

I suggest he finds Jasper de voogdt.

I understand. I...

Why are you still here?

If you're gonna do something, can you just do it already?

Why are you trying to get rid of me?

Charitable giving is expensive.

And honestly, image-wise, it doesn't do much these days.

Haters gonna hate, you know?

- I was just tryna watch the bottom line. - You were brown-nosing dad.

Like always.

I won't do it, okay?

You can keep giving our money away to fucking... hippies.

Is this because I was asking too many questions about chantaines?

Come on, I told you. I don't know what that is.

Then why all the shady behaviour?

Lying to my face?

You've been acting so weird

I thought, if I didn't just have the board get rid of you.

I'd change my mind.

Feel... bad for you or something.

Dad... always says I'm weak.

So... thought if I can do this...

You are weak.

And you're a coward.

I just... I already said sorry...

And you don't need to push me out.

I quit.

One, two, three.

I'm gonna have nightmares about this for the rest of my life.

Drinking helps.

So, what now?

Albania.

- Have you ever been? - Nope.

They do this pie called byrek.

Really something.

What?

Fucking pie?

Honestly.

There was an address on Sean's phone. It's Damian's last known whereabouts.

We go there, find Damian...

And you really think he's gonna have any idea what's going on?

What?

- Kayla seems nice. - That's not what you wanna say.

She does.

Whatever it is you're hiding from her,

you should just say it.

You're really gonna give me advice about keeping secrets?

Right, we're... we're gonna be docking in about an hour.

Then we're heading to this Damian guy's place.

We?

Well, yeah, ed and I are safer with you, right?

Okay, then. Weirdest fucking family road trip ever, here we come!

So, how are we all getting on?

This looks finished.

It is.

That's great work, really.

And you dug deep. You did what I asked.

Can I ask what it's about?

It's about shit hitting the fan...