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Hello.

Look at the little baby.

It's all for old Nat.

You understand? This is a fight to the dead.

No quarter.

Are you watching? Father, Master, Dark Lord.

Are you ready to see if the boy has what it takes to be a finger?

Okay.

Fight.

Go on.

See this? See that? I'll make it easier for you.

Come on.

Come on, kid.

Do it.

A lucky, pal.

I bet that hurts.

You dropped your knife.

You want to pick that blade up.

Go on.

You're taking the P.

Don't you worry about that, Jimmy.

I plan to.

I'm just messing with you, kid.

Go on, kid.

Go on.

Take it.

Back it up.

Too slow, pal.

I could do this for hours.

Fuck's sake, just finish it.

Is that your fucking size? I tell you what.

After I'm done with this little prick, how about me and you? Fancy that?

Oh, F.

You little fucking cunt.

I'm going to skin you with your own blade.

Oh, what the fuck? What the fuck?

That's you fuck, Jimmy.

What do you mean? What do you mean? That's an Ari.

Is it there? I.

That's a lot of blood.

Something. Please.

Help me.

Stop laughing.

Help me.

That's how it works, sir.

No. Jimmy's right.

That's not how it works at all.

Jesus. Clench.

Jesus. Oh, God.

Okay. God.

What are you calling on those shy cunts for, Jimmy? Please.

Help me.

Help me.

Please. Help.

Scare me.

What do you eat? Crybar.

Sorry. I'm getting.

What are you getting, Jimmy? Getting hungry.

Getting horny.

Getting sleepy.

Oh, sleepy blessings.

What's your name, son?

Spike. Spike.

No, no, no.

That doesn't sound right.

I think your name is.

Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Hi.

Sam.

Here.

Sam.

Ram.

The diving man's coming up for her.

Does the crowd all out.

Put it on by the hand.

By the hand.

She wonders how she ever got here.

As she goes under again.

Girls.

It.

Sam.

Well, an infected patient.

This is strange.

Possibly a world's first.

Samson. Here.

You have a name? I chose it.

When I first saw the new alpha that had taken the woods as his hunting

ground.

I named you for your size and strength.

And hair.

I'm Dr.

Kelson. Right now I feel more like Androcles removing thorns from the lion's

paw.

Which means you owe me, by the way.

Just kidding.

I'm nhs no charge.

Sa.

It.

This is interesting.

I'm going to trust you, Samson.

That's the decision I've made.

I have what you want right here.

If you kill me, if my head is pulled from my shoulders, you won't get to

have it.

It's a Transaction, Samson.

It's a quid pro quo.

Certainly not.

Entirely sure you understand Latin.

Oh, thank God you do.

I wonder if you understand anything I say, if not the meaning of my words,

the meaning in the tone of my voice.

That I am no threat to you.

I mean you no harm.

Do you know the sound of your name, Samson?

Most wondrous would be to hear you speak a single word.

It would be miraculous to discover that the infection lies over your mind.

Clouding it, not replacing it.

In this tranquil state, do you have memories? A trace of what you once were?

Or do I just give you peace and respite?

Nothing wrong with that, Samson.

Nothing wrong with peace and respite.

Nothing wrong with her.

Nothing wrong with peace.

Sam.

All still attached.

Samson, you beauty.

Can stop.

Today

I turned on the light TV and the radio

the ghost of you

what is happy to it all Crazy summer Where is the light? But I recognize

But I won't stop for yesterday there's an ordinary world Somehow I have to

find

and as I try to make my way to the ordinary world I.

If he sees it,

What about me? Wait.

Don't leave me.

Don't leave.

Gold.

We're gonna tell him what happened.

So we lost Jono.

Jono lost.

George. I'm sorry, I've got bad news.

George, I said that we have guests.

What? We have guessed.

Hello. There's someone I want you to meet.

Would go nowhere without nowhere but for this one occasion.

And of course you saw it coming.

Thank you.

Winky. Tinky Winky decided to come back.

Classic. We found that Lala and Po had not only lost one of the apples, but

they'd lost the entire bag.

Do you not know the Teletummies? Ah, they're glorious.

They had televisions on their Tums.

And on television they viewed themselves.

But with another television on their Tums, which they also viewed themselves

on. And so on and so on.

Ad infinitum.

Jemima. Do the dipsy dance it.

That's perfect.

How's that?

Hello. What are you doing here?

Enjoying the hospitality of good folk.

We, a group of wanderers, hungry and tired.

Brought in with open arms and broad smiles.

And nourished.

Brought in.

You broke my flow.

It just appeared.

The gate was open.

It was not brought in and nourished in both stomach and heart.

Are we not welcome? You know you're not well.

I do now.

No. Dipsy.

D.

Oh no.

We've got off another.

It's because we haven't been properly introduced.

Fingers. Jimmy.

Jimmy. Jimmy.

Jimmy. Jamima.

Jimmy. Jimmy.

Roberto. Calamari.

Tough road.

It's a joke.

I'm jimmy too.

We're all jimmy.

Are you going to leave? Yes.

But obviously we're going to kill you first.

It would frustrate old Nick to lose both her and the baby.

Yes sir, to me.

We'll stay here tonight.

Offer charity tomorrow.

Pastor's new.

Go find pastors new.

I'm missing charity off.

Tinky Winky and the Apples.

He saw a command, of course I saw it coming.

Heard the story a million fucking times.

Moving on the floor now.

Bay, you're a bird of paradise.

Cherry ice cream smile.

I suppose it's very nice with a star.

Step to the left then a thick to the right.

You catch that mirror way outwards.

Her name is Rio, she dances on the Just like the.

Oh real, real.

You are.

And old Nick saw that the world of man had failed.

And knew only disharmony.

And so Old Nick released his demons unto the world of man.

And the world of man fell before the demons.

And his world became like the guttering candle flea.

And God did nothing for he was invisible.

And couldn't he punch his way out of a paper fucking bag anyway? And so the

world of man became old next dominion.

And his dominion was hell.

How's that? How's that? Then Old neck did stand speak to his favorite son,

whose name was Jimmy Crystal.

And he said unto Jimmy, you are now Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal.

And you shall be my right hand, which shall be strong.

And you shall have seven fingers.

And each finger shall be a claw.

And you shall offer charity to the world of man.

And for this, you alone shall be my heir.

And your seven fingers shall hold your crown.

How's that? How's that?

I am Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal, favored son of Old Nick.

These are my fingers.

We travel the land.

We search for souls to deliver to my father.

And we offer you charity.

Jimmy.

Today's charitable act shall be.

The removal of the shirt.

It.

Crying scream.

Jimmy. Oh God.

Start it out.

Jimmy. You can't avoid this, okay? This is what we do.

Oh God,

please.

Oh God, please, please.

Okay, okay.

All right.

Just stay out.

Sam,

My friend,

there's something we need to talk about.

The medicine I've been giving you.

It's a cocktail of various things, but the main and most powerful component

is morphine.

At your rate of consumption, I only have enough for two more weeks.

Over the last 28 years, I've searched every medicine cabinet in a 70 mile

radius. We won't find any more.

Inevitably, one way or another, the opiate.

Peace. You have found with me will end.

But there is something I can offer you.

A different kind of peace.

A place in the ossuary.

In a way, a home.

With me.

I want you to have lasting peace, Samson.

And I think you want to have peace too.

And that's why you've become friends.

Good friends.

If there was just some way you could Give consent.

The barest ascent.

Sleep well, samson.

Mommy.

What did you.

Samson. You spoke.

Say it again.

Moon.

I need strong fenders.

Strong fingers make a strong fist.

Whoa. Listen.

Focus.

Choose a finger to fight.

If you win, you take their place and I call you Jimmy.

If you lose, you get charity.

If you refuse, you get charity.

Node or shake your head.

Which finger do you choose to fight.

It?

Father. Master.

Daddy. King.

King of kings china.

Yes, we are grateful Old Nick is here.

Jimmy's he watches through my eyes.

He smells the blood and fear.

He's whispering now.

I can feel his lips on my ear.

Whispering. Same

fight.

So fight.

Too easy.

I make it look easy.

Time for tubby.

Night night.

And lipstick.

You're just better try to get out.

Again. Again.

Beautifully done, Jamima.

The boy's pain is Old Nick's delight.

Old Nick says Charity, choose your act.

I want to take his trousers off.

Old mix is perfect.

Listen to me.

They would have just stabbed you in the neck, not me.

You chose me because you thought I was weaker.

What are you gonna be thinking? So I ripped the skin.

Sophia.

The.

Up.

It's a lot of screaming.

Suppose was always screaming with Charity.

That just doesn't sound like normal screaming.

That sound like normal screaming to you? Jimmy?

What screaming is supposed to so like it's people themselves in it? Don't

mind me.

I'm overthinking.

Her. Bring her to me.

Take me with you.

Please. Please take me with you.

Damn it.

He's dead,

Sir.

Get alone.

I'm confused.

I thought I told you to bring the woman to me.

You. You did.

The woman who crushed Jamima's skull with a big off hook.

Where would you let somebody like that go? I didn't let it go.

Then where is she?

She tried to escape.

She fought back and it had to kill her.

She fought back.

Jimmy. She fought back.

Jimmy here had no choice.

He was in danger of being overpowered by a.

By a pregnant woman.

How did you kill her? With an arrow.

Where's her body?

Stalk Somewhere in the woods somewhere.

Hard to find, I expect.

Did you not think to cut off her face? Bring that to me or her unborn child?

Anything really.

That showed a bit of fucking Initiative.

What are you crying about? I'm not.

I'm sorry.

Not me.

You should be apologizing too.

It's Old Nick you've let down.

I wonder, should I call on him? Ask whether he accepts your apology or

requires something more like your gammy fucking face cut off, for example?

Oh, please.

You should call on him, sir, and ask if I can be the one to offer charity.

You wish to offer charity, Jimmy? He's good as killed to me himself.

If he hadn't run away, we all know he would have been chosen to fight.

You don't deserve to be a finger, sir.

Look at him now.

The bastard's quivering.

Yeah, I agree.

You should ask Old Nick about you injury.

Yes, you should.

I'll call on him right now.

No, no, we should ask him in person.

What do you mean? We should ask Old Nick about young Jimmy in person.

Jimmy, Old Nick does not just appear in person when requested.

No, of course not.

But.

What? I saw him.

You saw it earlier today.

You saw Old Nick? With my own eyes.

He had red skin and he was aged.

And he had this great building of human bones behind him.

His palace, I dare say.

News. Cavorting with one of his very own demons.

An Alpha, no less.

An Alpha? Sighted his master's feet like a fucking lamb.

So should we let Old Nick himself decide?

Sam?

Everything.

Happy.

Samson.

Samson.

So is it him? Is that actually old nick?

Is that actually old nick? Is that actually old nick?

Is it?

I. It is.

Yep. That is Old Nick.

Holy fucking shit.

And holy fucking shit.

Nice one, Jimmy.

But did you know your dad was going to be here, sir? You were leading us

here all alone? Yes, Jimmy, I lost.

I mean, I didn't know he was here in this.

This. This castle.

It's a surprise.

But he's got a few dotted around his kingdom.

A couple in the Highlands.

Very nice.

This one must be new.

Which is why I didn't know about it already.

That looks like it's been here a while.

I does look pretty old.

New is in the last five or 10 years, which is not long in architectural

terms. So we're gonna go down there.

Go and meet him? No,

not until I have spoken to him first.

He may not want visitors.

One thing I can tell you about Old Nick is you do not want to catch him on a

bad day.

You guys stay put.

I'll square it with him.

Be back soon.

Hello.

Hello.

So are you Old Nick? Old Nick? Yes.

I know you're not Old Nick.

I'm not Old Nick.

I don't know any Old Nick.

Everybody knows Old Nick.

I honestly don't.

I'm called Ian.

Ian? You sure? I'm totally sure.

Because Old Nick is known for being a little tricksy.

Playing games, so to speak.

Oh, wait.

When did you say Old Nick? You mean Satan? Of course I fucking do.

So why would you think that I was? Oh, you.

My skin color.

The bones.

Well, you can relax.

I'm. I'm not Satan.

I am Dr.

Ian Kelson.

Doctor. You're all these poor fuckers, then.

Your patience.

This is an ossuary.

It's a memorial to the dead.

It's like a graveyard.

And your skin is orange because it's iodine.

Kills the virus.

Virus? That causes infection.

Dr. Atheist.

Doctor. Okay,

so you believe all this zombie shite was caused by science and bugs and

whatnot. Rather than Old Neck unleashing his wrath upon the world of man.

I see.

So I'm an atheist.

You're. You're a Satanist.

Well, there it is.

Mystery solved.

I'll be honest.

I didn't know what the was going on just now.

I'm sweating.

I thought I was about to meet my father.

So is this all you're doing, Ian? It is.

I'm going to tell you, I'm a fan of your work.

It's knockout.

Thank you.

But what was that you said just now? You believed you were about to meet

your father? Aye.

How? It was pounding out my chest.

Because your father is Satan.

Yep. Old.

Next. My old man.

But never mind.

I don't mind talking.

Ah.

Just. I don't actually know my father too well.

I mean, he speaks to me often enough, but I never get to sit with him or see

him. You speak to him, but you don't see him.

Or you hear him in your head all time.

Ian.

I'm Jimmy.

Jimmy, actually.

Sir. Lord Jimmy.

Crystal. But no, you're good.

Jimmy's fine.

That's it, Ian.

I've got my peeps waiting for me not too far away.

But they can sit tight.

No rush.

Let's just talk a wee while.

This is worse.

What if it's not really Old Neck down there? Not all neck.

Yeah. Orange skin.

Palace of bones.

Communing with demons.

Who the fuck else is it gonna be? Just one man.

A man we should probably stay away from.

I think we should just leave him alone.

Leave him alone? No, that's not how we woke it.

And that's not some old man.

That's old nick.

And how strange and glorious it will be to meet you.

Good. That's all right.

That's fine.

Too easy.

Now

the real question is, is Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal his son? Is he even a real

Sir Lord? What do you mean? Do you ever get the sense that Sir Jimmy is full

of shy born castles in the Highlands as bollocks? Why has he never mentioned

him before? And I seen him when he put the binoculars up to his eyes.

He had never seen that sight before in his life.

I was only eight when it all went out of whack.

But a man of your age must have a few memories from before.

Or less than you'd think.

I remember details, events and people, but what it was actually like to live

with shops and bridges and telephones and personal computers.

I have no real memory of that at all.

That said, I do remember there was a sense of certainty.

The world had an order, a way about it.

There were dramas and upheavals, inevitably.

But the foundations,

They seemed unshakable.

I remember church most of all.

That's because we lived next to it.

And when the demons came, that's where I hid.

You lived in the house next to the church? Right next to it.

Was it the rectory? Yeah.

And your father was the vicar.

If my mother and sisters had hid in the church, they'd have been all right.

But they stayed at home.

Got their heads caved in.

What about your father? He was leading the infected, Ian.

He was leading the demons on the charge.

A great army with him at the fore.

Always said charity starts at home.

And that was the last time you saw him? Yeah.

Then I saw you.

And.

I'm in a bit of a bind, Ian.

Why is that? The others.

My peeps.

I told them that you were old neck.

But you aren't.

And now they're expecting to meet you.

I see you're in a bit of a bang too.

How, sir? Because if you can't help me with my problem, I'm going to force

feed you your own intestines until you can no longer breathe.

Yes, that is a bind.

I like you.

You're easy to talk to.

Not sure I've ever liked anyone before.

Thank you.

So do you think there's an arrangement to be made here, Ian?

They say the Devil's always up for making a.

At nightfall tomorrow, Old Nick will grant us an audience.

But there are rules you must obey.

When in the company of the Dark Lord, as you must expect, nobody may touch

him, lest they be struck down by flame and their souls be delivered to the

Seventh Circle.

How's that? And nobody may address him directly.

Only I may speak to him.

His favored son.

And Heir Lou Crystal.

How's that? How's that? How's that?

Memento mori.

I told the boy

I haven't feared my life ending for many years.

I live alone.

My work is complete.

But today I did feel fear.

And I thought, what will happen to Samson if I'm gone? They're coming back

tomorrow, so I.

I want to try something tonight.

I planned for it to be gradual, but events have conspired, so.

A leap into the unknown.

I've been developing an idea about the nature of the infection.

We know there is a physical component.

Hemorrhage and uncontrolled cell growth.

And we know there is a sensory component.

Pain and terrible disquiet which the morphine silences.

But what if there is a psychiatric component too? When the infected attack,

what do they see? What do they think they're attacking? I've seen them kill

children and babies.

A baby gives no reason to hurt it, so they.

You must be seeing something that isn't there.

Seeing something that isn't there.

A doctor would call that psychosis.

And a doctor would say that psychosis can be treated.

I'm a doctor, Samson.

I'd like to try treating the psychosis.

I'm going to ask you to swallow these tablets.

Sa.

Where did you think you were going? No, Jimmy, I was just.

I was just.

No, you were trying to nip away.

You know, that large you've stabbed in the leg was my best mate.

And you took him away with your cowardice and dumb luck.

So now, in honor of his passing, I think it's only fitting if I slide this

bird slowly into your.

Where the did you think you were going to go? Anywhere.

Anywhere's better than the other.

I've been to anywhere.

It's not.

You need to stick with me, kid.

Look how far.

He was trying to escape.

He said he was too scared to meet Old Nick in person.

He couldn't face it.

I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't have it.

He tried to fight me.

I had to kill him.

That's not what happened.

That is what happened,

Sir.

Now let's see what Old Nick says tonight.

Samson.

Samson.

Did it work? My friend, Were you lost? And now found.

Your belongings with you and place any rubbish into the bins provided.

Ticket barriers are in operation, so please.

Ticket. Play.

Ticket.

Sam.

Okay, let's turn this up to 11.

Whoa. He awaits us.

Jimmies.

How's that,

Sa?

It's.

Woe to you, O Earth sea.

For the devil sends the beast with rock because he knows the Time is short.

Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast.

For it is a human number.

Its number is 666.

I left alone.

My mind was blank.

I needed time to think, to get the memory from my mind.

What did I see? Can I believe that what I saw that night was real and not

just fantasy?

Twist my mind and bring me to this B.

Sacrifice is going on tonight.

I have the ball.

I have the power to make my eagle.

Take this, Paul.

Flex, flex, flip.

The number of the wheel is going on tonight.

How's that? Fingers,

Fingers. Approach,

Approach. Behold, you are the fingers of my right hand.

Your dark radiance blackens even sunlight.

Pride moves inside me like maggots in the corpse of Christ.

Kneel.

Not you, my son.

You must stand.

We are grateful for this audience, Father.

My time is eternal, but your time with me is short.

We understand, great one.

We shall not outstay our welcome.

But before we leave, do you have any specific instruction for us? I do.

Please do tell.

I command you to continue with your infernal mission.

Continue our infernal mission? Continue skinning and disemboweling the

mewling souls of your kingdom.

Defiling their bodies, making their agony into sacrament, making their

screams echo into the skies.

That is your command, Father?

Yes. And what other commandments do you have

that the fingers must always obey you, my son.

Obey me, your son, without any question or doubt.

Submit always and immediately to my will.

Without any trace of pause or insolence about any fucking back chat.

And what is your final commandment, my king?

Father, what is your final commandment?

You are to grow the number of your fingers.

Grow the fingers from a fish into two fists, and then five, and then a

hundred, and then a thousand, so that no community in hell's kingdom can be

guarded against our charity.

Father, we hear you and shall obey.

Rise, jimmies.

We now take our leave.

Wait, wait, wait.

I have one more command.

One more command.

No, no, Father, I don't think so.

Continue our work.

Grow stronger.

Obey me.

I'm pretty sure that was it.

No, there is one more.

Really? And what would that new command be precisely? I require a sacrifice.

A sacrifice of whom? You remember the Church? My only son? Yes.

Then you remember Christ, God's only son? Uh huh.

And you know that in order for God's only son to ascend and take his place

by his Father's side, Christ was first required to be crucified.

You are my only son.

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy.

I am your God.

I require the same.

You require me to Be crucified.

Yes. He's going to bang me into that Curse they are.

Oh no.

You fiend.

You properly turn the tables around on me.

Slow down, Jimmy ankle.

I know you're itching to make your move, but before you do, one question.

Do you really think this gangly old fucker is Satan?

And if he is, could I do this?

I don't understand what the fuck is going on? Who is the devil? I am.

Jimmy. Me.

Now commandeer this treacherous cunt.

But not.

But get it now.

I'll rig your neck on.

No, Jimmy.

Don't do it.

How's that?

I'm sorry.

It's okay, Spike.

You two know each other?

You're not.

No. Nothing is.

No one is.

There's just us.

You put on a good show.

Thank you.

I don't mean to make your night any worse, but I.

I don't think you're going to survive that.

I know.

Why didn't you just let me going? You could have been all right.

Suddenly I saw it was you behind the mask.

Spoke and I.

I think you suffered a night.

Old Nick or not.

There's still one last thing I could do for you.

I'll bear that last command.

Spike. Is it.

Kelly?

Come on, let's get the out of here.

Sam.

I can't hear his voice anymore.

Ian,

Wake. And I hear his voice.

Sam.

Oh God.

Thank you.

It.

Father.

Why have you forsaken me? Why have you forsaken me?

Father?

It.

In the Second World War, instead of bankrupting Germany, the world helped it

rebuild. Likewise Japan.

So within a generation they had recovered into economies had unstripped most

of their victors.

And that was fair something.

It's better than fair.

It's desirable.

Why help your defeated enemy? Because the enforced bankruptcy of the enemy

after World War I was the reason for World War II.

48 Churchill.

Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.

Wait. Say again? Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.

Yes. Very good.

So then this becomes a kind of a cornerstone of European post war political

philosophy. To never forget to make it the ideas that go bankrupt.

Fascism, nationalism, populism.

Totally dismantled, never to return.

So how does that apply to the economic landscape of post Soviet Russia? I'm

just saying that if that were to come up in the exam tomorrow, you might get

marked higher if you use the Weimar Republic as a reference.

If it comes up in the exam.

Dad, you're setting the exam.

I'm saying no more.

Start. What? Listen.

Remember what to do.

Yeah.

Oh. What is it? They're chasing someone.

Two people.

Do we help them,

dad? Do we help them? Of course we do.

Okay, let's go.

Let's go,

Sam.