Original subtitles

What happened? Was he dead?

HE CRIES OUT

Your son said he saw me out running last night.

'So what?'

'It was the way he said it. Like he saw me.

'I'd like to confess to a crime.'

What are you doing here?

You said you wouldn't go to the police.

'Don't know how to live with this on my conscience.

'I killed a man.' GUNSHOT

When I saw you in that room, I panicked.

- John boy! - John boy!

Sit down! 'I told you he knows something.'

I-I'm sorry to hear about Angus. He always liked you.

You never mentioned a daughter.

Moira-Jane. She lives in Glasgow now.

'Your wife is here looking for you.

'I told her you slept in the spare room.'

Do you still find John attractive?

Erm... Do you still make love?

'You didn't stay over at Tommy's last night.'

You think I slept with some teenager who works in the Co-op?

I don't want you near him. Something's wrong with him.

'He's poison!' Something happened.

I had a feeling this was coming.

Oh, no, no.

Damn it.

John? The ground's too hard.

The pegs won't go in. Have you seen my handbag anywhere?

No. God, such a mess.

I can't believe we have guests coming.

They won't mind.

That's not the point. Mum?

Violet, go and brush your teeth. I've brushed my teeth.

You really don't have to come to the funeral.

We're not having this conversation again.

I'm coming, and that's it.

Can I come? No, you're going to school.

Have you brushed your teeth? Oh, my God, yes!

You never listen to me. I was talking to Harry.

God, it's like living with a teenager.

The tent needs to be ready for the kids to sleep in,

and we're gonna be late, we've got to get a move on!

You were the one who told me to do this.

Well, I didn't think it would take so long.

Can I go in the tent now?

No, go and do your teeth. No.

Look, being a big boy

means you have to do lots of things you don't wanna do, Harry.

Like put up tents and go to strangers' funerals

and host dinner parties for people from London you despise.

Go and brush your teeth.

Do not even... Don't even think about...

Harry! Get out! Idiot!

'God... forgive me.

'Help me find a way out of this mess.'

Tent's up. Where's my handbag?

No, don't leave it on the lawn! Shush, now. Just shush!

Don't tell me to shut up!

The kids are gonna be late for school.

I've got it. I've got it. Nice handbag, John

Bloody cuck.

Where was it?

Behind the sofa. ENGINE STARTS

How late are we gonna be? KIDS ARGUING

It's fine. There'll be no-one there.

He had no friends or family.

How do you know? Tommy told me.

- TV! - Games! TV is horrible!

# How am I gon' make a man Out of you?

# Ride, cowboy, ride

# What's gonna make That pistol shoot?

# Ride, cowboy, ride

# How do I get you Out of them boots?

# Ride, cowboy, ride

# There's a devil in an angel's suit

# Ride, cowboy, ride... #

Right, let's get to work.

Hm.

# Pull it back to you

# Go pack some whisky And get in the fight

# I said ride, cowboy, ride... #

We're on a roll.

# Love like venom Running in my veins

# Ride, cowboy, ride... #

The sun is shining. It's a new day.

# Ride, cowboy, ride... #

Mwah.

# Come on, let me take you away

# Ride, cowboy, ride

# Hitting that trail's All I wanna do

# Rope my heart, pull it back to you

# Go pack some whisky And get in the fight

# I said ride, cowboy, ride. #

Thank you. Come on.

Come and sit down, I've made your favourite.

Eggs and dippy dips.

HE CHUCKLES

You going to be OK today at the funeral?

Yeah. Yeah.

And you're not feeling any...

unhealthy compulsions or desires?

No. Good.

I'm, erm...

I'm still a little worried about John.

John's a weak man, he's pliable.

I'm deep in his soul.

OK, that's good.

Er, just one more question,

and I promise I'll stop annoying you.

Did you take anything? Hm?

Any trophies?

It's not here.

What? I put it in the box.

It could... It couldn't be anywhere else.

Such a stupid hiding place. It's never been a problem before.

You're gonna have to move it somewhere else, aren't you? I will.

I-I'll do it later.

It's not the priority right now, Rebecca!

Where can it be? Well, somebody's obviously taken it.

No-one knows where it is. Cameron.

Huh? Cameron.

He's been acting funny lately. He's always acting funny.

And I caught him spying on John and Fiona.

"Spying"?

Wait! Do you think he knows something?

Wait, wait, wait. Let's just think about this.

There's no time. No, no, let's just...

Tommy, listen to me, please. Let's just think.

Even if he did know something, how would he get access to the shed?

He doesn't know the code for the padlock, does he?

He might've guessed it.

What's the code?

The code? The code.

6-4-0-6.

The code is Cameron's birthday?

That's my code for everything.

Fuck's sake. FUCK!

BANGING Tommy!

He's not here.

Fuck.

It'll all be fine. It's fine? It's not fine.

It's the end of everything if he knows.

It's NOT the end!

I say when it's the end, and this is not the end.

IGNITION

Oh, look. Here's John.

Who's that?

Who? The man with the beard.

Nathan, can I borrow you for a second?

I want to introduce you to someone. Are they coming over?

Er, John, this is Nathan. Angus's father.

I'm sorry for your loss.

We never knew Angus, but we wanted to come and pay our respects.

He was... clearly well loved.

Thanks.

Could you help carry the coffin? I've done my back in.

Of... Of course. Thanks.

Of course. Nathan, we are so sorry.

We are so sorry we are late.

We are heartbroken for you. What the fuck are you doing?

Nathan, I can't tell you how sorry I am.

We're here for you, Nathan. Thanks, Tommy.

You told me he had no family or friends.

It's been a while since...

..I've been back in Coldwater.

Obviously, very... sad to be returning

in such... tragic circumstances.

Nevertheless, I feel, er, reassured by seeing so many friendly faces.

Angus Gillespie...

..my cheeky wee boy...

..who loved Twixes and...

playing with his toy cars.

He was fanatical about Manchester United and Pokemon.

My poor wee Angus.

# Have you been to Jesus For the cleansing power?

# Are you washed in the blood Of the Lamb?

# Are you fully trusting In His grace this hour?

# Are you washed In the blood of the Lamb?

# Are you washed in the blood... #

# In the soul-cleansing blood... #

HYMN FADES

HE GRUNTS

JOHN GASPS

# Are you washed In the blood of the Lamb? #

You've never mentioned he had a dad. Everyone has a dad.

The funeral was packed.

Folk just want a half-day off work. An excuse to get pissed.

Don't stay too long today. You'll look suspicious.

We actually have to go soon. We've friends visiting from London.

'Hi, this is Cameron. Leave a message.'

Oh, aye? That's good. Just keep behaving normally.

So, who's the friends?

Well, they're more Fiona's friends than mine.

Jez and Pippa. I'm dreading it.

"Jez"?

"Pippa"?

TOMMY CHUCKLES

Oh, shit.

Hey, honey.

Hi. Hi.

Nice... Nice to see you again.

Catriona, isn't it? Yeah. Hi.

John, right?

Catriona was telling me about a wild swimming group in the village.

Oh. You've always wanted to do that.

It's every other Tuesday. You should go along.

Are you part of it?

Er, no, no. It's more for old women.

For... I-I-I don't mean that you're older.

You're not old. You look amazing for your age.

Erm... I usually work on Tuesdays.

I'm starving, I'm gonna... I'm gonna grab something to eat.

It was lovely to meet you, Catriona. Nice to meet you.

Yeah, I'll come with you... No, no. You stay there...

chat to your little friend.

What are you doing? Just stay away from my wife. Right?

What a dick. Cat?

Yeah? You haven't seen Cameron, have you?

Oh. No. I thought he would've been here today.

You haven't heard from him?

He isn't at home? No.

If I hear anything, I'll let you know.

Mm!

Have you been smoking? Don't be ridiculous.

Don't lie to me. I can smell it on you.

Fiona, I'm not lying.

John? John, get in. ENGINE STARTS

It... It's like I've got a clenched feeling in my stomach all the time.

When was the last time you cried?

Not since I started teaching. SHE CHUCKLES

Believe me, you don't want to be crying

in front of a bunch of ten-year-old Glaswegians.

They'd eat you alive.

I think you need to let go.

To grieve.

But I've got nothing to grieve.

I haven't lost anyone close to me.

But all the work we've done,

it suggests to me you've lost something.

Maybe from your childhood in Coldwater?

This is bullshit.

Sorry. Sorry for swearing, it's just...

I'm just not a crier.

What was it your dad used to call you?

A cry-baby.

Well, I was a cry-baby.

He was right.

I was a horrible... whiny child.

For all his flaws, Tommy could be quite perceptive at times.

When you get defensive about your childhood,

you call your dad by his name.

Well, so what?

It's like you're disowning him as a father.

Doesn't everyone do that? No.

'Why do you always do this?'

They're our friends and it'll be nice to see them.

They're your friends, Fi. Not mine. Yeah, well... it's too late now.

You're just gonna have to deal with it.

Look, I know we're in a terrible place right now,

but can we pretend to be happy just for tonight?

Sure.

Hi! Hi!

Oh, Fi! Do I get a hug?

Oh, it's so good to see you. So good to see you.

I've missed you so much.

Why didn't you put it in the freezer like I asked?

CHILDREN SHOUTING Be careful.

You're going to knock something off.

Do you want some? Oh, yeah.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Why don't you go and play in the garden?

John, are you coming?

JOHN! A toast!

LAUGHTER Right, cheers!

Cheers! Cheers, cheers, cheers!

Welcome to the Highlands. THEY LAUGH

So, Jez, you're a vegan now?

Best decision I ever made... OK, apart from you.

Oh, well, you look amazing.

Yeah, I feel, like, a hundred times healthier.

I could never give up meat.

We watched this Brazilian documentary,

actually, didn't we, about the meat trade?

That really opened our eyes.

And then there was the... Oh, the one about hunting.

Oh... Oh, Big Game. Big Game. Yes.

That was so powerful. I hate hunting.

There's loads of people who do it up here.

Now, I-I don't understand how anyone could want to kill an animal.

I mean, it... it's horrific. And so unnecessary.

In this day and age. Yeah, totally.

Oh, love, did you tell Fi about Katie?

Oh, yes! Katie's documentary is going to Cannes.

That's amazing!

Did you hear that, John? Yeah, yeah, it's great news.

Great news. Oh, I really miss Katie.

Well, I miss everyone. We all miss you, too.

We do. I'm trying to think if there's any other news.

Is there any other news?

Well, a-apart from Matthew and Jess getting divorced,

but you know about that already, right?

What?

Oh, don't tell me you didn't kn...

HE GASPS

Oh, er...

Fiona, sorry.

Sorry, mate.

Oh, I-I'll just go and check on the food.

Think I'll go check on the kids.

Mate, I-I... I just, erm... Yeah, just g-give me a minute.

EXHALES SHAKILY

PIPPA AND JEZ ARGUE INDISTINCTLY

Matthew is who she had the affair with, you idiot.

OK, well, I forgot she had an affair, all right?

How can you forget that she had an affair?

Urgh!

I'm sorry.

FIONA, DISTORTED: You're not the man I married.

I need more.

GRUNTS

YELLS

MANIACAL LAUGHTER ECHOES INTERNALLY

PANTING

Oh, shit.

She's a terrible therapist. I'm gonna get rid of her.

She keeps asking all these invasive questions.

'Well, isn't that her job?!' Yes, I know that's her job, Clare!

I just... I don't even believe in therapy.

I don't know why I'm going.

'Well, you signed up. Might as well keep going.

'At least make an effort.'

Someone's following me. 'What?'

I think I saw him earlier. Call the police!

Argh! Agh!

Cameron! What the hell are you doing here?

How did you know where to find me?

I knew you was a primary school teacher.

So I just had to find your school.

And then once you left, I followed you.

So you've been following me all day?

I'm pretty good at following people. Who else do you follow?

Erm, Dad, Mum, neighbours.

Right, sit down.

That's a bit creepy, Cameron. I have my reasons.

Look that way, please. Don't move. Agh.

Don't move.

Do Mum and Dad know you're here? No.

And when are you going back? Never.

You can't stay here. Well, I'm not going back.

But what if Dad comes looking for you? I-I can't handle that.

You once told me that if I was ever in any trouble

that I could come here and you'd be there for me, no matter what.

That was a long time ago, and I have a life now.

Really? Yes, really.

Well, what is it, then? What are you here for?

Did you hear about Angus Gillespie? What about Angus Gillespie?

He's dead.

He fell asleep and left a lit cigarette in his caravan.

Set himself on fire. Well, that's hardly surprising.

The man was chaos personified.

Well, I don't think it was an accident.

So, what do you think happened, then?

I think Dad was involved, somehow.

Dad and a man called John.

I can't guess his password.

Well, he's obviously more security conscious than you.

I should go to Catriona's. Oh, oh, I knew this was coming.

She'll know something.

He'll have told her where he is. He's obsessed with her.

Tommy.

HE CHUCKLES I won't harm her.

I don't mind you hurting her - a little bit -

if it gets our son back.

It's what it unlocks I'm worried about.

We can't afford to sit here and wait, love.

Tommy, if you were in a room with a young lady right now,

anything could happen. It could really get out of hand. No!

What if I'm not alone?

No, come on, that was absolutely perfect, Fi.

You have not lost your touch. Thank you.

'What if I bring John?'

'No!' 'Catriona trusts him.'

And I need to keep a proper eye on him right now.

He's the one that opened this can of worms.

JOHN CHUCKLES, MUMBLES

'Well, they've got company tonight. How would you persuade him to come?'

'Easy.'

You think? Yeah.

If you were him, where would you rather be -

out on the hunt with me,

or eating moussaka with Pippa and Jez?

What if he says no?

He won't say no. He's mine now.

GROUP LAUGHTER PIPPA: Yes!

Do you still go running, mate?

You're probably running more here than you did in London, aren't you?

Way more beautiful up here, isn't it?

Ah, it's a million times better

than running in some cramped, overpriced gym in Peckham.

PIPPA LAUGHS I'll bet.

Well, that's my life now in the Highlands.

I run through the woods. I eat steak. I drink whisky.

You've gone native.

Can I say that? Not really, no.

No! It's actually a little bit racist.

LAUGHTER Stop!

Oh, but don't go hunting. That's an absolute no-no, John!

Can you imagine John hunting? He'd be like that, erm...

Oh, what do you call him? From, erm, Bugs Bunny?

Elmer Fudd? LAUGHTER

"I'm hunting wabbits. Uh, uh, uh. Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

Oh, gosh!

Actually, I, er...

I did go hunting.

What?! When?

Earlier this week.

Are you serious? When?

I mean, how come I don't know about this?

Well, it never came up.

That. Is. Hilarious.

I-I can't believe that. So, when did this happen?

And what did you hunt?

Monday. After I dropped the kids off at school.

You were at therapy that day.

OK. Well, thanks for telling everyone...

Oh, no, there's no shame in being in therapy. I'm in therapy.

So, instead of going to therapy, you went hunting?

I ran into Tommy.

Tommy?

Ah, yeah. The day you got drunk and never came home.

Who's Tommy? He asked me to go hunting with him.

What, just you and Tommy? Bobby was there, too.

Bobby! These names, I love it! Do they call you Johnny?

"Tommy and Bobby and Johnny."

So you and Tommy and... and "Bobby" went hunting, and...

Did you have a gun? Bobby lent me one of his guns.

And did you kill something? Nnnnno.

Did Tommy kill something?

He killed a deer.

Oh, my God. That must've been horrible to witness.

Wasn't. Actually, it was fucking brilliant.

I can't really believe this.

So, you went hunting...

and you watched Tommy kill a deer.

And you didn't think to mention it?

Well, I know how much you love animals.

I didn't wanna upset you.

I'm sorry I lied to you. I'm sorry I deceived you.

You must feel very betrayed.

Well, it sounds like you're making some very interesting friends, John!

Well, Fiona isn't making friends.

She's jealous.

So that's why she doesn't like Tommy.

No, I'll tell you why I don't like Tommy.

This obnoxious, repellent piece of shit...

Do you know what he said to me last week?

I think we should maybe give you... No, no. I want you to hear this.

Tommy, our neighbour, John's new hunting buddy...

he asked me if you and me were still fucking.

What?! Well, he actually said "make love".

"Do you and John still make love?"

Like he was Luther Vandross. BOTH MEN LAUGH

He wouldn't have said that. And then he said... Get this.

He suggested I buy some sexy new lingerie and do some roleplay

to keep things interesting in the bedroom.

Well, he does sound like a bit of a creep, to be fair.

Yeah, he is a creep.

He's disgusting. He was probably making a joke you didn't get.

He wasn't joking. Fiona...

you're a very privileged, nice, middle-class English lady.

I'm a what?! And Tommy,

he's a bit coarse, he's a bit under-educated,

and you've never really spent much time around men like him.

Real men. That's how real men talk.

So you're not a real man, then?

John?

You're not a real man?

DEEP, SOFT CHUCKLE

OH! Jesus!

Sorry to interrupt. The back was unlocked.

So you decided to just let yourself in?

Well, yeah.

Fucking hell.

Er, everyone, this is Tommy. Hello.

You must be Jizz. Jez.

Ah! It's not "Jizz", it's Jez.

Can we help you with something, Tommy?

My son is missing. Oh, oh, no, that-that's terrible!

Would you mind coming and helping me look for him, John?

Ah, it's not really a good time, Tommy.

We're about to have dessert. Excuse me?

I said my child is missing.

Yeah, surely if there's a little boy missing,

then we should all be doing everything to help?

He's not a child. His son is 19. You're right.

He's not a child. But you know what it's like.

Have you told the police? I have, yeah.

But I really need John. You owe me one, John, right?

I-I won't be long. Wait, what, John, are you serious?!

Have dessert without me. John.

Can I speak to you in private, please?

Awkward.

If you walk out that door now, John... Fi, you don't understand.

I know what you owe him.

I don't know what you mean.

He said, "You owe me." I know what you owe him.

I know what you did.

So, you're originally from Coldwater?

Mind your own business, you speccy English prick.

We should probably go check on the kids.

It's about Catriona. Catriona?

That night you went to the pub, you went back to her house.

What?! You were fucking that girl,

and he was covering for you. Oh, that's it.

You've lost it. You've gone insane. Don't gaslight me.

Don't say "gaslight", you're nearly 50.

I know you didn't stay over at Tommy's that night,

so don't treat me like an idiot.

OK, OK.

I did stay at her house. I was really drunk.

I woke up the next morning in her bedroom.

I couldn't remember a thing. She said we kissed.

But that's all we did.

So you did lie to me? Yes.

And he was covering for you?

Yes.

I know I'm not in a position to judge, but at least I did it

with someone my own age.

You're old enough to be her father!

Yes, I realise that. And I'm deeply embarrassed.

But I swear to you, nothing happened.

Yeah, only cos you were drunk. The intent was there. No!

I-If I'd have been sober, I'd have never gone near her!

OK, fine.

I kissed the barmaid. But you fucked one of my best friends.

It's not the same thing.

Every time I hear his name,

I have visions of you and him fucking.

So it was about revenge.

What are you talking about, revenge? What does that even mean?

I think, in the play park in London,

when you watched that woman being kicked half to death,

and all the pain that caused you, all those sleepless nights,

I think, deep down, John,

you didn't intervene because you wanted to see a woman punished.

WOMAN'S SCREAM ECHOES

You wanted revenge. Stop!

And that man was doing to that woman what you wanted to do to me.

He was playing out your fantasy.

How...? How can you say that?

Who do you think I am?

I don't fucking know any more.

Sorry, John. We really need to get going now.

FIONA SIGHS I won't keep him long.

DOOR SHUTS

It's not easy, moving to a new place and having young kids.

Youse are both in the fire now, but...

youse'll come through the other side.

So, where are we gonna look for him?

We'll go to Catriona's.

Catriona's? Why?

If anyone knows where Cameron is, it'll be her.

So, John...

..I overheard you talking.

You said that I was "under-educated".

Ah, I'm sorry, Tommy. You weren't meant to hear that.

I'm smart, John. I'm a big reader.

Yeah, I know that. It wasn't meant...

And I don't just read serial killer biographies, you know.

I've read Dostoevsky, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche...

I fucking love Nietzsche! I'm sorry, man.

I hope you don't feel I was dissing you.

It's cool, man. It's cool.

And I did tell her to wear sexy lingerie.

You did? Yeah.

But as a joke, right?

No.

Tommy.

It's really not OK for you to make comments like that to my wife.

Are you accusing me of coming on to Fiona?

I'm not saying that.

Cos she's not my type. I only go for blondes.

If Fiona looked like Catherine Deneuve,

then you and me'd have a big problem.

Just don't talk to my wife about sex, OK?

OK.

I'm sorry, it's just... Say no more. I get it.

You can't trust her. It's not that I can't trust her.

I overheard you talking. I heard what she did to you.

D'you know what I'd do to Rebecca if she ever did that to me?

What?

I'd kill her.

Look, forgive me for being sceptical,

I just... I saw him.

I know I've had issues with Dad,

but the idea of him as an accessory to murder...

He was covered in blood.

Who? John.

I'm telling you, he killed Angus. The neighbour?

Yes! Catriona said that they had a fight in the shop.

A fight? Like an actual fight? Well, like... an argument.

Angus shouted at him, and he walked away.

Well, that doesn't sound like the behaviour of a murderer.

Well, I'm not explaining it very well.

You shouldn't believe a word

that comes out of Catriona McKenzie's mouth.

She's a liar.

Never understood why you hated her so much.

I don't hate her. I just wouldn't trust a word that she says.

Don't still have a crush on her, do you?

We're just friends.

You could do so much better than her, Cameron.

Sorry, I know you're just...

What is that? You know what it is.

It's Angus's necklace.

Don't you remember from when he wore it in church,

and Dad got so angry with him, started calling him

a Satanist and a Devil worshipper?

And what was that doing in the shed?

What possible reason could Dad have for having that in his possession?

Hello, did you get my message?

Stop ignoring me.

Erm, but, yeah, I... I saw your mum.

I think she's worried about you.

So, I don't know...

Go on. Let me know when you're coming back,

so at least...

What do you want?

Can I come in, please?

What the hell?! TOMMY SCREAMS

What is he doing here?

WHAT'D YOU DO THAT FOR? OW! ARGH! Are you OK, Tommy?

John, what is he doing here? We just wanted to ask about Cameron.

GET ME SOME ICE FOR MY FINGERS! No, I don't have any ice, get out!

JOHN, GET ME SOME ICE! OW! No, John! What are you doing?

What? I'm getting ice!

John, you and him have just invaded my home, you cannot do that.

Get out!

Look, Tommy's really worried about Cameron.

What? Oh, so you just thought that you would lie

and pretend you were on your own

so that fucking psycho could bulldoze into my home?

Can I just give him these peas, then we'll go?

John... Tommy?

Tommy? Tommy?

TOMMY!

Get out of my bedroom! Tommy, give me my fucking phone!

Oh!

Thank you. Keep her away from me, John.

Are you all right?

Think carefully, Catriona. Tell me where he is.

He... He's in Glasgow.

At his sister's? Mm-hm.

Can you give us a minute, John?

I just want to talk to Catriona in private.

No. Do not leave me alone with him.

I think she's told us everything she knows, Tommy.

Has he said something to you? No.

Tell me the truth, Catriona.

Fuck off, Tommy.

Oh! SHE GROANS

Tommy. No, don't, please...

No. SHE STRAINS

No.

No, no, no! Argh!

BOTH STRAIN

GET OFF!

MUFFLED SCREAM

SHE SCREAMS

Fuck!

Oh! TOMMY GROANS

KNIFE SCRAPES

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE! GET OUT! GET OUT!

SHE SOBS

TOMMY CHUCKLES SOFTLY

LAUGHS

MANIACAL LAUGHTER

'I still have nightmares about him.'

YELLS

'There's a side of him that not everyone gets to see.'

It's like there's a beast inside of him, and...

..if you get close enough, you can...

..catch a glimpse of it.

I think it's this other guy... John.

I think he's brought something out in Dad.

I'll make up the spare room. Thanks.

And then we'll both go to Coldwater in the morning.

What? Why? Why would we go back?

Well, if what you're telling me is true,

we can't leave Mum up there alone with him.

We don't know what this neighbour's capable of.

She could be in serious danger.

All got a bit real tonight, eh?

Yeah.

Worth it, though. At least I know where he is now.

What will you do?

What's it got to do wi' you?

You and Fiona should come over for dinner again.

I know Fiona's busy right now.

Are we good? Huh?

Are we good? Are we still friends?

Yeah! Course we are, mate. Course.

Cos I feel like there's a thing now between us.

No.

An obstacle of some kind.

No obstacle.

You seem distant.

Oh, I'm just tired.

It's been a funny night.

Go get some sleep. Mm.

We're not out of the woods yet.

John. Clean yourself up.

'He's fine, Mum. It's just teenage boy problems.'

Well, thank you for calling, love. And thank you for looking after him.

We'll be back tomorrow afternoon. I'm looking forward to seeing you.

'Oh, me, too. It's been too long.' And are you OK, Mum?

'Oh, I'm tickety-boo. I'm just relieved that he's safe.'

Tell him that we love him. 'I will.'

And we love you, too. 'Love you, too, Mum.'

'Bye.' Bye-bye, precious girl.

What if they go to the police?

I don't think they will.

She's grown up a lot since she was here last.

It's been ten years.

And I think all that animosity towards you was just teenage angst.

Hmm. I hope you're right.

She loves you.

You're her dad.

I'm more worried about John right now.

Why?

I think I scared him tonight.

It got a bit out of hand.

Well, I knew that would happen.

Aw.

KISS

Love.

What if this is the end?

We'll find a way out.

We always have done in the past.

I...

..love...

..you.

I love you, too.

Pss, pss, pss. CAT MEOWS

Mm.

Hello, Harlequin.

CAT PURRS

SNORES

CAT SCREECHING IN DISTANCE

CAT YOWLING

Harlequin.

SHUDDERING BREATHS

No.

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

# Are you washed

# In the blood

# Oh, are you washed

# In the blood of the Lamb?

# Are you fully trusting

# In this graceless hour?

# Are you washed In the blood of the Lamb?

# Oh, will your soul be ready

# For the passions bright

# And be washed In the blood of the Lamb? #