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LOUELLA: Nina, have you found out who John is?

NINA: We found him, yes, but it's not promising.

That's all I can say.

I'm pregnant.

TEGAN: Are you OK, Drew?

ANDREW: There's something that I need to tell you.

It's about Leah.

I was just wondering if you guys do those hair tests.

I wanna test for drugs in someone's system.

- JAZMYN: Can I get you anything?

Enough with the gaslighting, Jaz! I can't fucking do this!

- SHARON: Whoa! Whoa!

What is with those two?

I was the one that told Sharon everything

and now they're acting all buddy-buddy.

- HANIFA: Really? - I think I'm being headhunted.

Bassam!

- No, look. Early days. - That is just amazing.

That is...

- Sorry. - No, no, no.

- Do you mind if I come along? - To the sound check?

Yeah. Seeing as I can't see the real thing.

It wasn't personal in there, Detective.

To some people, Mr Colby, the truth matters.

MAN: Brett Colby?

I'm John Dallimore.

John Dallimore.

SONG: # Why does the sun go on shining?

# Why does the sea rush to shore?

# Don't they know

# It's the end of the world?

# It ended when you said

# Goodbye. #

COLBY: I'm very glad you found me, John.

JOHN: It's a delicate thing, coming to terms with the past.

I need to stare it in the face. And so here I am.

COLBY: If you could tell me how and when you met Amanda,

that could be a good start.

JOHN: Amanda contacted me in early 2023,

asking for DNA to prove her theory

about the murders of Judy and Susie in '68.

I, uh, initially refused, but, um...

..well, eventually agreed to meet.

I laid it all out for her.

The party was back there, as you know.

We had sex there.

AMANDA: You and...

JOHN: Judy.

Susie went off to wait, but while we were here,

there was another chap.

Oi! Fuck off!

Why haven't you come forward?

Why... why haven't you told your story to the police?

JOHN: You have to put yourself in my shoes.

I'm 19 years old.

By some miracle, I've just won a scholarship to Oxford.

Got my whole life ahead of me.

There was talk they'd found

a semen sample on one of the girls.

At the time, I panicked, stayed silent.

But when Amanda explained the semen was found on Susan,

I knew my DNA wouldn't match and it was finally safe to help.

After talking with you,

Amanda apparently became convinced

that my client was the murderer.

Why was that?

JOHN: Well, probably because I told her about the peeping Tom

confronting me outside the police processing centre.

COLBY: Because he believed

you could identify him as the murderer.

YOUNG ALAN: What'd you tell 'em?

That I never left the party.

JOHN: At the time, I believed he was worried about

me mentioning the peeping.

It never occurred to me he'd murdered the girls.

When I got your message, I looked up the news about Amanda,

saw his photo, read that he'd been arrested for it,

and I was appalled.

He's done it again.

And perhaps if I'd come forward earlier,

I could have prevented it.

I came to you as a courtesy.

But I imagine the police will want to speak to me too now.

So what happens next?

Can we talk?

Mmm.

BOB: Who is this guy? What's his name?

Let's just call him Person X.

OK.

So tell me this. Do I know him? Is he a local?

No, um...

But the reason I'm here is

from what I've told you,

is there anything in Person X's account

that contradicts what you know to be true about the case?

No.

No, the exact opposite.

In fact...

He... he clarifies something we could never quite understand.

How does a guy kill two people on the beach,

without one of them running away for help?

Now, if what your Person X says is true,

he's having sex with Judith...

YOUNG JOHN: Oi! Fuck off!

..and he spots a peeping Tom.

They've gotta finish their sex. How long's that take?

15 minutes, give or take.

Ample time for the peeping Tom

to catch up to Susie and kill her.

At the same time, Person X, he's back off to the party.

But Judith comes down to rejoin Susie,

sees the guy standing over her...

Susie?

BOB: and he kills her to get rid of an eyewitness.

Or Person X kills Judith himself...

- No!

..pushes her into the water

and then goes along to the beach to where Susan is waiting

and kills her as well.

You've forgotten one thing.

Just hang on a minute.

COLBY: What's that?

The footprints.

Two sets of footprints come along the top of the beach

and where they stop, that's where Susie's body was found.

Approximate time of death - 11:10pm.

Now, you get a third set of footprints here

and they stop because this has gotta be Judith.

She stops well short of them 'cause she can see the guy

standing over Susie with her face buried in the sand.

So Judy turns around, hares off down here.

The killer's straight after her.

Their footprints disappear below the tideline.

And during the night, her body gets washed further downstream.

But then look.

Here comes the killer's footprints again,

out of the tideline, past Susie,

and up onto the rocky headland.

Alright, so, X's story fits the case theory.

Perfectly.

And if he'd spoken up at the time, it would have helped.

Alright, well, tell me this.

Why Alan Chaplin?

BOB: Well, the evidence.

For a start, he's local.

He could have gone up that rocky headland at night,

no trouble whatsoever.

But secondly,

your own guy, Person X, ID'd him

at the beach at the time.

Well, I think the ID could be challenged.

It was dark, and, after all, X was...

..somewhat preoccupied, having sex.

Alan Chaplin was a loner as a kid.

His father was a persistent wife-beater and a bully.

And Alan? He was into stealing cars.

He was sly grogging at 18. Look, he was trouble.

Alright, well, let's see if X is telling the truth

about having given us DNA.

Yeah.

Thanks for talking, Bob.

Hey, hang on. Hang on. Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Bloody hell.

You're determined to make this X bloke the killer, aren't you?

Well, try this on for size.

Check out the eyewitness reports.

If one person saw him at the party before 11:30pm,

he couldn't have done it.

I've got nothing more for you, Bob.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Look, if he did it, why would he come halfway around the world

to talk to you?

Does he know that that DNA sample from '68 is not viable?

No, he doesn't.

Then if he thinks his DNA is gonna hook him up to the case,

why in Christ's name would he give it to Amanda?

If he gave it to Amanda.

Oh, you don't give up, do you?

Come on, I know what you guys do.

Goodnight, Bob.

BOB: Colby!

For God's sake, man!

Listen, listen!

Susie's face was pushed so deep in...

..her lungs were full of sand.

She was fighting for her life

and that bloody animal extinguished it.

And you don't give a flying fuck, do you?

'Cause all you wanna do is clear your precious client's name.

You bastard.

COLBY: If John was lying to me about giving Amanda his DNA,

there won't be a sample at the lab.

NINA: Do you want me to check?

Yeah, do that, please, and let me know.

Will do.

Thank you, Nina.

I missed sound check. Bugger.

I see you've packed your bags.

Yeah, it's time to head off. Get back to the grind.

COLBY: Yeah.

I'm really sorry, it's... it's been so busy.

Ring any bells?

Yeah.

# Jeremiah was a bullfrog

# Was a good friend of mine

# Never understood a single word he said

# But I sure liked to drink his wine

# Joy to the world

# All the boys and girls

# Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, yeah

# Joy to you and me

# Yeah!

# Joy to the world

# All the boys and girls

# Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, yeah

# Joy to you and me... #

LEAH: Hey, morning.

Um, just wondered

if you wanted to come over for some lunch later.

Let me know. 'Bye!

SHARON: You should go to the police.

If that's what you want.

You know, I obviously wanna go for the spiking.

I just... I really don't wanna be in the same room as Jaz

for however long the trial is.

It's really bad right now.

I just... I don't wanna make it worse.

NINA ON PHONE: Have you got it?

COLBY: Yeah, I got it in my hand.

OK, so they have a DNA sample for Edward John Dallimore,

but no sample to test against.

They're holding it pending a match, but...

..he's not lying.

OK, fair enough.

Are you still there?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.

OK. See you Monday.

Yeah.

Nina, one last thing.

See if you can find any eyewitness accounts

from the 1968 police records

that actually place Dallimore at the beach party

between 11:00 and 11:20pm.

Can you do that?

OK!

Back to the stone age again.

Yep. And urgently too, if you could.

WOMAN: Hello?

Oh, this is, um... This is Brett Colby, SC.

I'm looking for Bob Stephenson. Is he available, please?

Oh, I'm actually Bob's neighbour.

Bob got taken to hospital last night.

COLBY: He what?

You know, I would be so screwed

if I got called up for jury duty.

There's no way that I could concentrate for that long.

ANDREW: Look, I-I do think that

there are... there are definitely some people on the jury,

namely Weird Blake,

who could... who could do with some meds.

- Yeah.

- Hey, um... - So when...

- Sorry. - No, you go.

You go.

Um...

There's... there's something that I...

..that I... I need to tell you.

And it's... it's about my sister.

Two... two days, uh, before she died,

she... she called me, asking... asking for money.

Izzy, how much?

IZZY: OK, um...

..20 grand.

Are you fucking serious?

No, please, Andrew, please. Please, don't hang up.

- Are you fucking serious? - I can't...

I can't go to Mum and Dad with this, alright, OK?

Yeah, I know you can't. They don't have anything left.

I'm gonna get better, OK? I'm in a really big mess.

Yeah, you're gonna get better. Yeah, for sure.

- MAN: Andrew, you ready? - Yeah, one sec!

I know you're in a mess. We've all been in a mess.

She starts saying this incoherent stuff

about a... about a car incident.

What do you need to fix? You need to fix yourself.

With my fucking car!

You need to fix your... You know what?

- You know what? - MAN: Andrew, come on!

One second. I've been dealing with this shit for years.

- I need your help now. - I'm not your fucking parent.

I am not here to look after you.

Whatever it is, why don't you go to the police?

- And deal with... - I don't know what to do!

No, shut up! Shut up!

Deal with your shit like an adult

and stay out of my fucking life!

Three days later, she... she was dead.

- And... - I'm so sorry.

Then... then there was... there was the funeral,

and... and my parents, and all the other... all the other shit.

And I just...

I didn't... I didn't check it.

You know, like, I didn't... I didn't check what she was...

..what she was talking about until...

..until months later, because I thought maybe she was

making up some bullshit story to get the money,

because she just... she'd done that so many times before.

OK.

But, um...

But she wasn't.

And there was a...

There was... there was a...

There was a hit-and-run

on the... on the...

..on the corner of... of Break Road and, ah, and...

..and Beach.

You need to... you need to leave.

- I'm so sorry... - You need to leave my house.

Yeah.

Just fucking leave it

and get the fuck out of my house!

Hey.

Hi.

Where have you been?

With Mum.

How is she?

Oh, she's happy for us.

Who is it?

Leah.

Explain.

ANDREW: The trial, I guess.

Yeah, I'm gonna need you to be more specific.

I...

I-I guess I-I couldn't stop thinking about

the unfairness of you not knowing who it was.

That first morning, I actually came to tell you.

Yeah, that's... that's why I was there, to tell you.

And then...

And then your... your bag broke

and the fucking fruit everywhere and I couldn't...

..and... and we were... we were talking

and you were so...

You know, the truth is, actually, um...

..I met you and I... I really liked you

and I didn't wanna hurt you.

And I know that that's fucking weak

and I know it's fucking selfish, but it's the truth.

And the closer we got, the harder it got,

and that's fucked.

And I know that. I couldn't tell you.

LEAH: You could've told the police.

ANDREW: Yeah, and my parents and Tegan and fucking anyone,

but Izzy was dead. I now know...

LEAH: You can't use her as an excuse.

I've spent years...

..trying to not be bitter about what happened to me...

..and to not let myself sink

and... just get on with it.

And then you...

Oh.

Do you know how stupid I feel?

I thought you were unhappy.

I am.

You just felt guilty!

- You felt guilty... - Yeah.

..and you wanted to just relieve yourself.

You know what?

You're so pathetic.

This whole thing... is so pathetic.

Hi, Bob. Hello.

Mr Colby.

Um, Carol,

would you mind getting me a cup of tea?

- Sure. - Thanks.

I'd love a cup of, uh...

Bob, I wanted to apologise for...

..putting you under stress like that.

- Is it the heart?

Forget it.

Not the first time this bloody case has broken the damn thing.

What do you want?

I thought you should know that, um...

..Person X did indeed give a DNA sample to Amanda.

It's still at the lab. It's a worthless piece of evidence now.

But, uh... I thought you'd appreciate the news.

The... the witness isn't worthless.

Well, obviously, I can't give the witness to the prosecution.

They're going to have to find him themselves.

If they don't find him until closing statements,

it'll be too bloody late.

Be that as it may,

I am bound to my duty to my client and we both know that.

Well, what about your obligation to the truth?

Get well, Bob.

Listen, Alan Chapman killed two women and maybe a third,

and you're gonna do bloody nothing?!

Dallimore?

Where has our learned colleague buggered off to?

Can I borrow your phone?

GIRL: Mum?

- Mum.

- Mum? - Yes?

Your phone.

It's Bob someone.

Hello?

NINA: Colby, brace yourself.

I found a 1968 eyewitness account.

A local girl saw John kicking sand onto the bonfire

before she left.

What time?

11:20.

Dallimore would have needed over 20 minutes

to commit two murders, scale the headland and get back.

So he's not the killer.

Also, have you seen the email?

I'm going to take a look at it right now, Nina.

When did it come in?

10 minutes ago.

Nicholls is asking to present a new witness,

Edward John Dallimore.

How the fuck did that happen?

I have no idea how that could happen.

Maybe...

The only thing I can think of is that

Dallimore blabbed his story to her.

What do we do? How do we prepare?

I don't know. Um... I need to think.

Need to think.

Oops, sorry.

What?

Hi.

This better not be bad news

'cause we've had a very tough weekend.

- Uh... - OK.

I'm sorry, but, um...

So what... what is it?

Well, things... things have taken a turn.

We got an email from the prosecution late last night,

and as a result,

a special hearing is called for this morning.

What does that mean?

Josie, I'm sorry, I've gotta go and prepare your dad,

but, Beth, it's going to be strange.

There'll be no jury.

You'll be the only one in the gallery, you know.

Well, I don't care. I wanna hear what they've got to say.

Look, my advice is it's better to wait.

We're not waiting.

NICHOLLS: Colby.

I don't know how Bob Stephenson tracked him down, but...

..it puts your guy in the frame for 1968.

It's pretty damning.

So what's your plan?

COLBY: Yet to be determined.

NICHOLLS: Right.

Well, for what it's worth, you put up a good fight.

COLBY: And you are a worthy adversary.

NICHOLLS: So am I forgiven for jumping sides?

- COLBY: Probably not.

NICHOLLS: You know, I've never told you this,

but the... the last case we defended before I left...

It was a de facto, killed his girlfriend

and her two kids.

And we got them off. We won.

Of course.

Well, the day of the verdict, I found out I was pregnant.

And I... I just kept thinking,

"What sort of world do I wanna bring my kid up in?"

And it wasn't that.

Mmm. Well...

Everything humans do...

BOTH: is human.

Is that how you're gonna comfort your good friend, Beth?

"Humans are humans."

Alan Chaplin murdered three women.

- No comment. - Oh, come on, Colby.

He killed Amanda Taylor because she knew too much.

What if Beth confronts him and he does the same to her?

Like, is that the proof I'll need to get him convicted?

And you're still disappointed in me.

OK.

Nicholls.

I was never disappointed in you.

ALAN: What's the story?

Why the... why the special hearing?

We found John.

And so did the prosecution.

Well, what... what difference does it make?

John's testimony could destroy our case theory,

which will force a mistrial.

So we'd, uh... we'd have to start again.

Not we.

If this trial ends here, I won't be continuing as your counsel.

Should I...

Should I ask why?

Personal reasons.

I didn't kill...

..Amanda Taylor, Brett.

I swear...

..on Josie's life.

I didn't kill...

..her.

That is for you.

Now, rack off, yeah?

Let's go.

- OK. - Let's go.

YOUNG JOHN: Oi! Fuck off!

Shit, who was it?

YOUNG JOHN: Just some perv.

JUDITH: If anyone sees me here, my father will kill me.

YOUNG JOHN: What? No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You can't go yet.

NICHOLLS: The State wishes to call Edward John Dallimore.

He will attest to, in 1968,

having seen Alan Chaplin

engaging in voyeuristic activity,

before taking a route along the beach

towards where Susan Mead's body was later found dead.

He will also attest to Mr Chaplin

threatening him two days after the 1968 murders

in an effort to avoid being named as a suspect to police.

Ms Nicholls, this evidence pertains to

the 1968 murders of Judith Donnelly and Susan Mead.

In what way does it relate to the case before us?

Uh, the witness's account clearly demonstrates

the prosecution's theory of motive, Your Honour.

Mr Dallimore positively identified the accused

to Amanda Taylor

and Mr Dallimore will testify

that she indeed intended to name him

as the Cape Rock killer in her book.

JUDGE WEST: I see.

Mr Colby, were you aware of this witness?

Yes, we are aware of this witness, uh, Your Honour,

who we were seeking in order to strengthen the defence case.

But, um, in the end, we decided not to call him,

as it would be prejudicial to my client.

JUDGE WEST: I see.

Do you have any objection to

the witness being called by the State?

COLBY: Yes, Your Honour, I do.

I am seeking a permanent adjournment,

as this new information...

..requires an entirely new case theory for the defence.

I cannot go forward at this time.

DAVID: Are we under a cloud again?

SHARON: I don't think this is about us.

Maybe Alan has decided to change his plea.

Does that ever happen?

DAVID: Do we think he's guilty?

I mean, if we had to give a verdict today, what would it be?

Not guilty.

I mean, my money's on Flood.

I mean, 100% he got the Ferret to rob her place,

so why wouldn't he do it again?

Come on, Ferret's no killer.

SHAWN: Ah, the guy was done for aggravated burglary.

Saw it on the news.

Which you shouldn't have been watching.

CAMILLA: He was lying through his teeth the whole time.

It was that obvious.

DENISE: I'm quite intrigued by the crime writer.

I think people who dabble in crime

get quite blase about that sort of thing.

Enough to murder someone, though?

ANDREW: I think he's guilty.

I think that he was worried that his wife was gonna find out

something that he didn't want her to know,

and so he went over there and he...

..he did what he did to shut Amanda up.

BLAKE: I reckon we have to find him not guilty, though.

Not enough evidence.

- Yeah, but what about Amanda? - REG: Yeah, I agree.

I mean, she was a pain in the butt,

but if we don't find him guilty,

someone's got away with murder.

HANIFA: We can't find him guilty

just because we want someone to pay for it.

- SHARON: Are you OK? - Hey, sorry.

Maybe if you guys have something to say,

you should share it with the whole room.

The jury are required to return to court.

BLAKE: Right.

Members of the jury,

it's the decision of the court

that this trial is to be permanently adjourned.

I thank you for your service in this matter.

You are dismissed.

Go.

JUDGE WEST: Court is adjourned.

Nicholls.

Till next time.

BETH: So what does this mean?

Beth, in effect, it's a mistrial.

- BETH: Well, where to from here?

Alan stays in prison, on remand.

Right.

Until the next trial.

Dad!

I didn't kill those girls, Josie.

Wait, wait. I didn't kill them. Ask your mother.

And, Beth,

get me another lawyer.

Get me a fucking better lawyer!

BLAKE: What a waste of bloody time.

SHAWN: Hey, don't take it personally, bro.

Yeah, well, it's worse for the families. There's no closure.

Well, guess I have to put my orthodontist cap back on.

Back to my roots.

BLAKE: I reckon Bassam and Hanifa

will be seeing each other again.

Well, I'm sure we'll all see each other again.

DENISE: Oh, sorry.

REG: This is for you.

Thanks, Denise.

Loved your stories.

DENISE: Thank you.

Hey, Blake?

Hmm?

You still offering those, um,

free PT sessions now that we're not on jury anymore?

Yeah! Yeah, yeah, sure.

Yeah? Yeah, cool. Well, I'll take you up on it.

Well, you definitely need to work on those pissy little arms.

Sure.

And I'll help you work on your social filters, mate.

CAMILLA: Is it too early for a drink?

I could murder a mojito right now.

JAZMYN: Sorry, can't right now.

Bob!

- BOB: Hey. - What are you doing here?

No, no, no, I got discharged last night.

Um, I'm OK. I'm fine.

Anyway, I wanted to be here for you.

Court got called early this morning.

- No-one told me. - No, no, no.

It was an emergency hearing.

Carol, they've called a mistrial.

- Hey... - Oh, no!

No, no, no. It's good. It's good. It's good.

Come here.

It's OK. Come on, it's good.

Hey, we just... we just heard. What happened?

BOB: The prosecution has called a new witness,

so the defence has said they need six months

to get their case sorted out, so they can't proceed.

No, no, no, look, it's good, it's good.

Don't worry about it.

With this new guy, Dallimore,

at the next trial, with his evidence,

they'll put Chaplin away for good.

Even Colby knows it.

Come on!

How many years you been bulking for?

SHAWN: My whole life. How about that, huh?

Babe.

Hey!

Hey. Um...

I don't know what you thought I did or said,

but I just wanted to clear things up between us.

Because I love you.

It must be really tiring to be you.

- OK. - SHARON: Gretel.

Car's this way. Am I still giving you a lift?

Yeah. Thank you.

JAZMYN: Babe, OK, I'm gonna call you.

NICHOLLS: Cuckoo!

Your mum's a winner!

GIRL: What do you wanna do?

I need time.

SONG: # We were walking on Sparkes Street

# Growing up real fast

# I left it behind pretty quickly

# Still the farthest thing from pretty

# I found comfort

# I fell in love with avoiding problems

# We were riding on Smith Street

# We were right on track

# I left it behind without sinking

# They all said I wasn't thinking

# I found comfort

# I fell in love with avoiding problems

# But I want this

# You know I want this

# So come on, mess me up

# And you can break me

# If you'll still take me

# Ruin me, if you'll let me be

# One of the ones you say you won't forget

# 'Cause I want this

# You know I want this

# So come on, mess me up

# I was stumbling on Suffolk, throwing up real hard

# Inside was kind of misty

# I knew none of the history

# I found comfort

# I fell in love with avoiding problems

# And that was the problem

# 'Cause I want this

# You know I want this

# So come on, mess me up

# And you can break me

# If you'll still take me

# Ruin me if you'll let me be

# One of the ones you say you won't forget

# 'Cause I want this

# You know I want this

# So come on, mess me up. #

- Nice place. - Yeah.

It's my... it's my sister's storage unit.

And, uh, I brought my business archives here

in the week before the house was searched by the police.

Yeah, I remember you were visiting your sister.

Yeah, well, they want to get rid of the unit now,

so they've asked me to sort out my stuff.

And I opened this box and...

..this was sitting right on top.

Amanda Taylor's manuscript.

How did it get here?

Well, I have no idea.

Must have already been in the box

before I brought it down here.

And that was in the week before Alan was arrested.

COLBY: You know what this means if the police get hold of this?

Yeah.

Could mean charges for 1968.

It would mean added motive for Amanda Taylor's murder.

And it would certainly mean the end of Alan.

What do I do?

You have to do what you think is right.

I can't... can't get involved, I'm sorry.

Good luck, Beth.

AMANDA ON PHONE: Look, I'm staying

in accommodation on Lennox Street.

I won't be dropping in!

OK, well, then a coffee.

Please.

You need to hear what I have to say.

Oh, shit.

Hello?

Hello?

Why are you here?

I'm... I'm leaving.

AMANDA: You broke into the house.

I... I wanted to see what you'd written.

I wanted to see it for myself.

It's not as if I just... I leave it lying around.

Beth, did your husband send you?

Is that why you agreed to meet me, to get me out?

Oh, fuck! Jesus, you're fucked, lady.

Your husband killed those girls and you obviously know it.

No, no, he didn't. He didn't do it. I was there.

- And he didn't do it. - Beth...

Now, you can't just publish lies and write rubbish...

- What? - ..just to make yourself famous.

- He... - No, I know what you're doing.

- I have proof. - Proof?

Oh, I don't believe anything you come up with.

I don't give a fuck what you believe. It's the truth.

I was gonna tell you myself, but...

Jesus, wait till this goes in the book.

BETH: You give me that.

AMANDA: Stop it.

Beth! Would you just stop it?!

Your father was the killer.

My husband is a good man.

He is a rapist and a murderer.

And you're trying to protect him.

Which probably means you knew all along.

Oh...

I'm calling the police.

Jesus.

Shit, shit!

Oh, God.

So, uh, what'd she say? What happened?

Well, she didn't turn up.

- What? - No, she didn't even turn up.

Crazy fucking woman.

BETH: Yeah.

She should be wiped off the planet. No loss.

I like your dress.

You look peachy.

Peachy?

OK, Grandpa.

You know what your little friend's doing up in the rocks?

SUSAN: What's it to you?

Maybe you should try it.

I mean, why should she get to have all the fun?

SUSAN: Ugh!

Fuck, don't do that.

Don't need the local yokel giving me cold sores.

What did you call me?

That's what everyone calls you.

Just the desperado who brings the booze

and doesn't know when to leave the party.

Susie?

JUDITH: No! No! Get off!

- No! - Stop!

SONG: # Did the mountain start to fall... #

No, no, no!

# Did the crowded streets I walked in

# Find me against their feet

# Far out

# Gee whiz... #

# I can't see it

# For the fifth time, I woke up

# With a wooded head

# Oh, God, I felt stuck

# And finally

# I have had too much

# Of me

# Finally

# I have had too much

# Of me

# Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

# Finally

# Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

# Finally... #

# Finally

# I have had too much

# Of me

# Finally

# It was all

# My eyes could see

# Finally

# Waking up... #