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For fuck's sake.

It's the end of term, you know.

No one's gonna be in here.

You expect me to eat this. Take it away.

No, don't put it there.

I can still smell it.

Take it downstairs.

For God's sake, I told you not

to put it there, didn't I?

Goodness. You didn't have to, Eddie.

♪ In a moment of heat ♪

So with the cancer now unfortunately metastasized

to the kidneys and liver, we need to prioritize pain relief.

She's on slow release morphine.

If she becomes uncomfortable again, you need to let me know.

Eddie, I know we've talked about this before,

but have you considered hospice care?

Don't you have anything to say?

Not even now?

I told you to get me more ciggies yesterday, didn't I?

You've no idea

how many times I'd wished it had been you and not him.

Why are you the way you are?

Is it my fault?

Should I, should I blame myself?

What do you think, Eddie? Tell me.

And not with your ridiculous scribbles.

Use your voice.

It's not as if your tongue's been cut out, has it.

Look at you.

Pathetic.

A man without a voice

is no man at all.

I don't want the last thing I see on this earth

to be a reminder of my disappointment.

Get out.

I'm sorry for your loss, Eddie.

I understand that you're very close to your mother.

So, I understand you're facing home eviction.

Okie-dokie.

Well, let's take a little look at your file, shall we?

See what we're working with.

Oh, wow.

Goodness me.

Are you sure this CV is up to date?

With so little in the way of education

and employment history,

not to mention your vocal affliction as well,

it does make your prospects rather narrow, to say the least,

I'm afraid.

Bourbon?

I'll tell you what, I do have a contact with an employer

who isn't opposed

to taking on more unique individuals like yourself.

I recently received a letter from them

about a vacancy they have,

and I do remember them being quite desperate,

so that's hopeful for you, isn't it?

Yes, here it is.

It's a caretaker position

with on site accommodation.

It's at Lockbridge Academy. Do you know it?

Well, I'm not surprised.

It's quite shall we say elite.

Parents will sell their kidneys

to get their spoiled little shits into this place.

Well, leave it with me.

I'll write you a letter of recommendation

and we'll see what happens, shall we?

Edward?

I'm Charles Aberdeen, the Third.

Deputy Head here at Lockbridge.

Pleasure to meet you.

I see you were admiring the old man's portrait.

It's a striking piece of work, isn't it?

I like to think it acts as a rule-breaking

deterrent for the students.

Right. Well, better get a move on.

The old man doesn't like to be kept waiting. Please.

There's a perfectly good seat next to you.

You must have loved your mother very much.

Yeah, this is Aberdeen. I need you in my office.

A recommendation letter like this

holds a great deal of weight with me.

What you clearly lack in many areas,

it appears you make up for in character,

which is the one thing you cannot change about a man.

I think you understand

there is little more important than family.

My father used to say, "Trust, dedication,

and loyalty equal prosperity."

If you can understand those principles,

you will find Lockbridge a very fulfilling home.

The job is yours, pending a five-month trial period.

Is this acceptable to you?

Good.

I expect a lot of my staff,

so I do hope you won't disappoint me, Edward.

Enter.

You sent for me, Mr. Aberdeen?

Yes. Marie. This is Edward.

He's our new caretaker.

I need you to show him the ropes.

-Right now? -Yes.

Edward, shall we?

So I bet he gave you the whole family loyalty speech too.

Yep. He gave me the same one when I first started.

So, yeah the tour,

the school covers roughly 60 acres

and the surrounding woodlands about 800.

I'm guessing you have experience

maintaining a site this size before.

It's a good thing we're out of term time,

otherwise it would make this whole

situation a lot more difficult.

How do you usually communicate?

Gotcha.

So, here at the far end of the launderette

is the caretaker's office.

From here, you can control all the main door locks

and lights of every building remotely.

The entire site is littered with cameras, so you can cycle

through, find pretty much any part of the school you'd like.

This all might seem a little overwhelming,

but trust me, this will make your life way easier.

George, the last caretaker, created this entire system

to help him keep track of everything.

It's lights out, doors locked by 8:00 PM sharp every day.

Just to make sure the buildings are

clear before you lock up.

Any questions?

Right. I almost forgot.

You'll need this.

Up here is the caretaker's accommodation,

which is where you'll be living.

I'm also in the same building, on the floor just above you.

These shouldn't still be here.

Would you mind helping me carry these down?

By the way, you'll need this to keep track of everything.

They'll want you to start tomorrow,

so you better go home and pack.

Don't bother. It's a dead zone.

I'll sort you out a lift.

♪ World was built for you ♪

Mister, oh! Fuck, I'm so sorry.

Peace offering.

It's good, right?

So, is this a short term or a long term thing?

I'm gonna take a guess and say long term?

That's awful, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

You wanna know why they really hired you?

It's because you're on the back foot.

Last caretaker was exactly the same.

I just think you should go into this job

with your eyes open.

I wish someone would have told me that when I first started.

Well, what do you think, Eddie? Tell me.

Not with your ridiculous scribbles.

Use your voice.

It's not as if your tongue's been cut out, has it?

Speak!

Edward, lovely day for it. Don't you think?

Do you shoot?

No. No.

I didn't imagine you would.

I'll tell you what,

I have a spare rifle.

If you care to join me.

Your loss, Edward.

Edward.

Actually, there was something I wanted to mention to you.

You know, Marie, the cleaner,

or building supervisor,

whatever tantalizing title the old man has given to her.

Little word to the wise.

I would keep my distance from that one, if I were you.

She's not quite all there, if you catch my drift.

Mentally speaking, I don't want to go into detail,

but, well, she's not a well woman.

So, I would take whatever she might say

with a generous pinch of salt.

You understand?

Good man.

I knew you would.

You know, the old man told me

that he hired you because he thought you

are of good character.

And I like to think that he was right.

Anyway, these little bastards won't skin themselves.

Cheerio.

♪ I'm gonna see you tomorrow ♪

♪ Oh, baby, don't be sad ♪

♪ You know I hate- ♪

Fuck. You scared the living shit out of me.

Guess that makes us even, doesn't it?

Here, come join.

Sorry, I should have told you I sometimes

use the library to study at night.

I've got this law school entrance exam

tomorrow afternoon that I'm just

completely freaking out about.

It's what I originally came here to do from the States,

you know, study.

Here I am, last chance to make something of myself

before I spend the rest

of my days rotting , I guess.

Holy shit, they didn't tell you, did they?

George didn't leave.

He drowned himself in the school pool a few months ago.

It was ruled an accident, but that's bullshit.

I remember the last time I saw him.

I'm just a fucking.

-Just a fucking. -George? Is everything okay?

-Yeah, yeah, I'm good. -You don't look okay.

George, what's going on?

Whatever it is, maybe I can help.

No, nobody can help. It's too late.

Too late for what?

Do you think I'm a coward?

No. Why would you think that?

-You know I'm. -Why would you say that?

Don't get it, dear.

This place is fucking poison.

You shouldn't be here. You need to leave Lockbridge.

And trust me. Just go and don't come back.

George, you're scaring me.

Please, Marie, please, please.

I'm begging you, please listen to me.

Listen to me.

One thing I do know for sure is that as soon

as I get into law school, I am out of here.

If I were you, I wouldn't stay here too long either.

Shit, someone else must be here.

I better go, I'm fucked if they find me using the library.

Better get us back to the storage room before I go.

Really? Oh, that is so kind, Edward, thank you.

I owe you one.

Goodnight, Eddie.

Wake!

Caretaker.

Your presence is required in the art department immediately.

Pow.

You're late.

Sorry.

Yes.

No.

Please.

Thank you.

How much?

You know you could just use your phone.

Don't imagine you make any phone calls, do you?

He does know how to find them, doesn't he?

You won't be needing this anymore.

Follow me.

I want these canvases loaded onto the buggy

and taken back to the art department.

You can go.

Hey.

Do you split?

Fuck no.

This entrance exam is my ticket out of here.

I don't want to screw it up.

Right. I better go get ready.

Eddie? I know this might be a bit forward.

I was wondering if you might wanna go out

with me somewhere tonight.

You can say no.

I will only be mildly embarrassed

and I will get over it.

Okay. I'll pick you up at 5:00.

Hello, Toppy? It's Chip.

Yes, yes.

It's been bloody yonks, hasn't it?

Oh, too long.

Yes, yes. Still Deputy Head.

Just waiting for the old man to finally concede.

Listen, I need a favor.

Are you still on the Glenmore University's admissions board?

Excellent.

This will be worth it, I promise.

See, told you it was worth it.

Yeah. This place is kinda like my sanctuary.

Come here whenever I need to take some time to myself,

or just to vent.

Otherwise being at Lockbridge would drive me insane.

The Aberdeens can go fuck themselves!

Well. I feel better already.

You should try it sometime.

I don't know about you, but I am starving.

So is this the best or worst date you've ever been on?

No way. You're kidding.

Oh. Have I completely fucked this up?

You like being here.

Sorry those are, relax?

Eddie, how come you haven't been on a date before?

Well, to mark such a momentous occasion.

It's gonna take a minute.

Oh shit, we need to go.

So, not bad for a first date?

Caretaker, your presence is required

in Aberdeen's office immediately.

Ah, Edward, please do come in.

My daughter, Lisa, is experiencing a degree

of turmoil as of late.

She's a very sensitive and delicate girl.

Is in need of what can we call

a subtle course correction.

Do you understand what I mean?

I noticed you've been spending some time with her recently.

I want you to document anything

and everything she says she does or where she goes

and report back

anything of note.

We need to talk.

No, we don't.

Marie, please.

Charles, I have nothing to say to you.

-I've seen you with him. -Who's him?

The mute. Who else?

Are you sleeping with him?

That is none of your business.

Well, after all that we've been through,

I think that it is.

When we first met, you had nothing.

I gave you a home in this country.

I gave you a job. I even paid for your dates.

And I paid back every penny.

And I earn my keep, so the way I see it,

I don't owe you a thing, Charles.

-And what about us? -There is no us.

We have been done for over a year,

and I remember agreeing to keep things professional.

So fucking the caretaker is keeping things professional.

What if I started seeing one of the other teachers here? Hm?

How would that make you feel?

You can sleep with whoever you want. I don't care.

I don't believe you.

I think you'd be a little jealous, wouldn't you?

See, I'm trying to understand.

Is it some kind of weird fetish

that you have for the handicapped?

What is it about him that's doing it for you?

What does he have that I don't?

Manners, for a start.

Charles, unlock the door.

If I repulse you so much, why don't you leave Longbridge

and make life easier for the both of us?

Charles, please.

But you won't, will you?

Just unlock the fucking door!

Because you'll lose the visa

and the place at the university

that you want more than anything.

See, I know you, Marie. Better than you know yourself.

You need to let me out of here, or I swear to God.

You swear to God you'll what?

Scream. Go on with it, scream.

I didn't think so.

Oh, and it fucking kills me if I don't still want you.

Look at what you make me do.

Come here.

Please.

Come here.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Why do you keep hurting me like this?

It doesn't have to be like this, Marie.

♪ I gotta say you're mine ♪

♪ I'm on my way tonight ♪

♪ Die, my dear ♪

I'm just tired.

What the fuck do you want from me?

Just need you to leave me alone from now on. Got it?

Marie, what's happened?

I'm still your friend, Marie.

You can talk to me.

Friend.

Of course. I've always considered you one of my closest.

You actually believe that, don't you?

We were so close when you were with Charlie.

I miss those days, don't you?

Not really.

I tolerated you like I tolerated

a lot of things I shouldn't have.

-You don't mean that. -Why did you let him

treat me the way he did?

There are so many times you could have said

something, stopped him, but you didn't.

Charlie never means to do the things he does.

It's like this disease he has, he can't have it.

Just stop.

For once, will you stop making excuses for him?

Although I suppose it's easier for you, right?

As long as it's easy for you, you don't care who gets hurt.

-That's not true. -Isn't it?

I don't think we were ever actually friends

because you are incapable

of caring about anybody but yourself.

You're poison, Lisa, you and your whole fucking family.

Caretaker, your presence is required

in the dining room of the staff quarters.

I've left you some appropriate dress wear in the wardrobe.

Tap twice if you got all that.

You have 20 minutes.

Your guest, sir.

Leave us.

My late wife, Patricia.

Magnificent woman.

Unfortunately, she suffered a troubled mind, much like Lisa.

This was taken by your predecessor.

He was something of a Luddite.

Refused to shoot anything digital.

Fortunately, we have a dark room in the art department.

He spent too much time in there, if you ask me.

After the accident, we found he didn't have any

living relatives at all.

Now I'm landed with all his junk cluttering up my attic.

So, Edward, what do you have for me?

You do have something, don't you?

This is what Lisa's been up to?

I didn't think she could ever be capable

of creating work like this.

Her work usually resembles derivative excrement.

But this, this is extraordinary.

♪ Tomorrow ♪

♪ Oh baby, don't be sad ♪

Hey.

Look, about the other day,

I was going through some stuff and I...

I shouldn't have taken it out on you.

I'm sorry.

I need you to know that it wasn't because of you.

The truth is I don't want you to leave me alone at all.

What are you gawking at?

Nothing.

Oh, Edward's one sly old dog, isn't he?

Jealous?

Can't be easy for you.

I remember as a child how you hated sharing your toys.

Did you want something

or have you just come here to antagonize me?

I need you tonight for Lisa's art exhibition.

She'll need your support.

Another exhibition.

You can't be serious. After what happened before.

This will be different.

I've invited some prominent gallery owners

who will take her work seriously this time.

Lisa is fragile

and she cannot endure another humiliation like that.

If you're not careful, she'll break.

You're underestimating her.

Like a Phoenix, she's risen from the ashes.

What are you talking about?

You haven't seen her latest work, have you?

Take a look for yourself and then you'll understand.

I did warn you about the American,

you should never have brought her to Lockbridge

in the first place.

Are you okay?

Do you need to slow down?

There's nothing to be sorry for.

If you're not ready, we don't need to rush into anything.

Okay.

-The old man was right. -These are impressive.

Told you I was born to do this.

-You were born a thief. -Excuse me?

Who really did these?

Don't you recognize them?

I recognize that your lack of talent makes it

impossible for them to be yours.

Do you know what?

I don't give a fucking toss who really did them.

Either way, you are to cancel this exhibition.

You are trying my patience now.

Holly.

These are Holly's pieces.

Holly Mans-

What, the missing girl?

You stole her work?

Holly wasn't just some missing girl.

She was our girl.

Look at how truly talented she was.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean she was our girl?

Charlie. You really don't know, do you?

Huh, well, I suppose it makes sense.

Mommy didn't even want Daddy to know.

Know about what?

You remember when I was 14, don't you?

Vaguely.

That I was sent away for a year.

To some retreat for delinquent teenagers,

if I remember correctly.

No. I was sent away because I was pregnant.

You're lying.

No, I'm not.

I had a little girl.

Our little girl.

She couldn't take our last name, of course,

but I got to choose her first.

I called her Holly because she was born on Christmas Eve.

Then I had to give her up, with the only comfort being

that one day I'd be able to reconnect with her.

So it was arranged that she would attend Lockbridge

in her senior year, so I'd have the chance to do that.

But while she was here,

I never told her who she really was.

I was just going.

Then she went missing

and that opportunity was gone.

I don't think she'll ever be found, will she?

The paintings are all I have left of her.

Her work can live on through me for all the world to enjoy.

If any of this was true, the old man would know about it,

which means that I would know about it.

Mommy did everything she could

to make sure Holly was kept a secret.

And keeping that secret, pain it caused her.

It broke her.

Why'd you think she hated you so much?

She thought you and daddy were cut from the same cloth.

You truly are a syphilitic cunt, aren't you?

You almost had me going there.

You're just like our mother.

You've inherited her capacity for elaborate deception.

I mean, the missing girl just so happens now

to be our secret love child, it's utterly ridiculous.

I mean, you can't help yourself, can you, Lisa?

You always have to make everything at Lockbridge

somehow revolve around you.

But listen to me carefully because, believe me,

I am not in the mood

for your fucking charades anymore.

This isn't just some lie to get your attention.

Holly was your... Enough!

If you ever utter a single word of this fucking horseshit

to anybody, I will fucking bury you

like you are nothing.

Do you understand?

Now look,

you can have your little exhibition

and live in your deranged fantasy, if you must.

But if it goes wrong, and you're found out,

you're on your own.

Charlie,

do you know what happened to her?

Because if you do, you have to tell me.

You owe me that much.

Well, I don't. Why would I?

What are you making?

♪ Whoa ♪

How did you get that?

I'm gonna take a quick shower.

Oh...

Wait, did you not make yourself one?

Okay. Your loss.

Eddie, that is fucking incredible.

What the fuck?

Did your mom teach you how to cook?

Well, lucky her.

You and your mom must have been really close.

I was never really close with my parents.

My dad left when I was five,

and my mom,

she just never really got me.

Still talk? Not since I moved away.

I probably should, though.

Life's too short to hold onto shit that's long gone, right?

That doesn't look like dessert.

What is it?

Okay. Eddie, you're scaring me a little.

This is disgusting.

Wait, I know her.

She was a student here a few years ago.

Holly Mansford.

This is an unmitigated disaster.

You're overreacting.

The guests all signed NDAs.

I am not talking about the fucking guests.

I did warn you this could happen,

but you didn't listen to me, did you?

How are you feeling, my darling?

Can I get you anything?

You're going to send me away again, aren't you?

Just like mommy did.

Lisa, Stonewell is an excellent facility.

Do you have a map of the school grounds?

I think I know what these numbers are.

They're coordinates.

There, look, it's in the middle of the East Woodlands.

No roads or paths that far out.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

George knew what really happened to Holly.

We have to be completely sure before we call anyone else.

Because if we're wrong, the Aberdeens will come after us.

George knew what they were capable of,

and he chose to die over speaking out.

So are we doing this?

Wait a second.

This area we have to search is huge.

This is gonna take forever without help.

Should've thought this through better.

I didn't get in to law school.

Found out the other day.

So my best wasn't enough after all.

It's okay.

I think it's the universe's way of saying it's not for me.

I don't know. And I can't stay here at Lockbridge.

Especially not after all this.

Before I came here, I thought I knew

exactly the kind of life I wanted.

I was so sure of myself

and that whatever happened, nothing could ever strip

that confidence away, but I was wrong.

Life has this really cruel way of killing the person

you wanna be

and revealing who you truly are.

I've never been so unsure about everything.

Most days I just find myself staring at this reflection

I don't recognize, I don't even like anymore.

I think I've finally realized I'm never gonna measure up

to the expectations I had for myself

that I'm never gonna be enough.

I think I'm gonna go home,

back to the States.

You should come with me.

Seriously, look,

I don't know what you'd do there,

but we could figure something out.

It'd be an adventure, right?

We could leave all this bullshit behind and start again.

What do you think?

Wait, where are you going?

Can you please just stop for a minute?

What has gotten into you?

How can you be so sure?

Oh fuck!

Look, the bracelet. She was wearing it in the photos.

Alright

Okay, we've got it. Let's go and call the police.

They're with the Aberdeens now.

Oh shit, Eddie.

I've got signal!

Eddie.

Listen, you need to go,

you need to go, you need to go.

Eddie.

You need to go.

My God, what have you done?

She knew.

She knew about what?

-No, you can't be. -She was going to expose you.

I never wanted to go through with it,

but in the end, I had no choice.

I always knew how much I was risking to be with her,

but for love, you'll risk almost anything.

-Love. -We loved each other dearly.

She didn't love you.

She was just a child.

Who are you to judge me, boy?

From where I am, my sins are clearly

immaterial compared to yours.

I did this for our family, for you.

You should be thanking me.

I want you gone from Lockbridge for good so I can

clean up this mess properly.

You're not thinking clearly, old man.

On the contrary.

My thoughts have never been clearer.

I'll see to it you never run Lockbridge.

You are nothing to me.

I'm so sorry, my darling.

I abandoned you here, all alone in the cold.

Please forgive me.

I never wanted you to get hurt.

Wake up, Eddie.

I can see you, Edward.

Can you see me?

I don't think so.

You expect me to eat this?

Mom, look what I've got.

What is this?

Oh, look at this.

That's twice.

Yeah, which means I get

to compete in the National Swimming Competition.

Sammy, I'm so proud of you. Oh, I love you.

Aww!

Oh, Sammy. Always give me a reason to be proud.

And where's your certificate, Eddie?

I didn't get one.

Oh. Why's that?

Come on. You can tell me.

I don't like swimming.

I'm not good at it.

What's wrong with you?

Every kid can swim,

you just have to apply yourself.

Carry on like this and you'll amount to nothing.

So who wants chocolate?

I do.

-Thank you. -Very welcome, young man.

Eddie?

Come on. Don't keep me waiting.

Come here and get your chocolate.

Uh-oh.

We have an important lesson to learn first, don't we?

Do you know what it is?

That in life,

We only get what we deserve.

We can take it.

Mom.

That's so sick.

We need to go down to the shops

to get some more ciggies before they're closed.

I don't know why mom treats you like that.

I wish she could see you for how I see you.

Can I see your hand?

We need to run that under some cold water

and get the first aid box.

Don't bother.

-Ed, come on. -Just leave me alone.

Oh, fine. Suit yourself.

I'll be upstairs if you need me.

I don't want the last thing I see on this earth

to be a reminder of my disappointment.

Get out.

It's okay, Ed. I forgive you.

Ed, get down.

Fuck!

Edward!

You bastard!

So you do have a voice!

Marie's blood is on your hands.

It's your fault she's dead.

Look at you.

Look at my state of you.

Pathetic excuse for a son.

You're nothing.

His blood is on your hands.

You deserve this, Edward.

You deserve this.

Caretaker?

Fuck.

Ed.

You made it.

Even the same one when I first started.

See, told you it was worth it.

You should come with me.

I think I'm gonna go home.

It'd be an adventure, right.

We could leave all this bullshit behind and start again.

What do you think?

Eddie.

♪ Come with me and we'll climb that mountain ♪

♪ Come with me and we'll sail the ocean ♪

♪ Come with me ♪

♪ Come with me and we'll climb that mountain ♪

♪ Come with me here will sail the ocean ♪

♪ We'll cross that sea ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ Come with me to that healing river ♪

♪ Come with me where there is no measure ♪

♪ Come with me ♪

♪ Come with me to that healing river ♪

♪ Come with me where there is no measure ♪

♪ No lock or key ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ We'll go higher ♪

♪ Come with me, come with me ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪

♪ And our tears ♪

♪ Will be wiped away ♪