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(logo buzzing)

(logo beeping)

(ominous droning music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(Ruby shouting)

(light rattles)

- You overslept.

My name is Thomas Allcroft, and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until you've fallen in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz, you are 25 years old.

- Ruby.

- You studied law at university.

You were born in Dorset.

Your mother was a paramedic.

Your father was an architect.

(nose blowing)

Excuse me.

You're an only child, and you're still afraid of the dark.

- What have you done to me?

- I severed your ligaments.

Don't move, don't fidget, don't do anything

if you ever want to walk again.

Your possessions are in there.

I have not touched them as they are your private belongings.

Two are painkillers and the other is a contraceptive pill.

I will bring you food three times a day.

Help you wash every other day.

If you need to go to the toilet, then I will help you.

Do not try to do this yourself

as it could cause irreparable damage.

Lights on at 7:00 a.m., lights out at 11:00 p.m.

And do not try to escape.

We're 10 miles from the nearest household,

and your legs don't work.

- Did you rape me?

- No.

(door creaking)

The pain will only get worse

if you don't take your medication.

Please, Ruby.

- Why are you doing this?

(Ruby screaming)

Hey, hey!

(unsettling percussion music)

(blowing nose)

(Thomas tapping)

- Breakfast is served.

(dramatic music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

You're in pain.

You should've told me.

Now I have to up the dosage.

Open your mouth now.

Swallow.

Good.

Show me.

(door creaking)

(ominous music)

(Ruby groaning)

Don't try to get up, you'll only make it worse.

- Who are you?

What have you done to me?

- My name is Thomas Allcroft, and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until you fall in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz.

You are 25 years old, studied law at university.

Your mother was a paramedic

and your father was an architect.

You are an only child.

You're still afraid of the dark.

- What's happened to my legs?

- It was a necessary precaution.

Couldn't have you running away.

They will heal given time.

All you need to do is take your medication and rest.

Two are painkillers.

One is a contraceptive pill

that will stop your menstrual cycle.

I have no sexual intentions.

It's just efficient.

Your possessions are in there.

I have not touched them as they are your private belongings.

I'll bring you food three times a day.

Help you wash every other day.

If you need to go to the toilet, I will help you.

Do not do this yourself as you may cause irreparable damage.

Lights on 7:00 a.m., lights off at 11:00 p.m.

Do not try to escape.

We're miles from the nearest household,

and your legs don't work.

- Did you rape me?

(chair clattering)

(door creaking)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

- Be patient with this type of injury.

No moving.

(Thomas whistling)

(ominous droning music) (ball thudding)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(glass shattering)

(nose blowing)

(door creaking)

(pills rattling)

(nose blowing)

(light humming)

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

(alarm beeping)

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills.

(lights clicking)

My name is Thomas Allcroft, and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until you fall in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz. (light twinkling music)

(Ruby moaning)

(ball thudding)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

- Can I ask you something?

- Depends on the question.

- What happens if I don't fall in love with you?

Will I stay here for the rest of my life?

I mean, it's not very romantic, is it,

cutting the back of someone's legs open?

I mean, when a girl says she wants a man to sweep her

off her feet, I hardly think this is what they have in mind.

- What can I get for you?

- What do you mean? - What do you need?

What do you want?

- Well-- - You're obviously

feeling better.

You're making jokes.

You must be getting bored, so what can I get for you?

- Well, a pillow and a blanket would be great.

Something to read maybe to make the time pass.

- Hm.

- I mean, doing nothing isn't exactly healthy, is it?

I need to have something to do.

- You want a book?

- Yes, please.

- I should be able to get that for you.

- Thank you.

- What do you think of the drawings?

Pieces of art, you like 'em?

- They're okay.

- Thought I'd brighten the place up.

You look well.

You look better.

- Thank you.

- Tell me again what it was that you wanted.

- Something to make it more comfortable.

- Pillow.

- Blanket, book.

- Pillow, blanket, book.

Pillow, blanket, book.

Pillow, blanket.

Your book.

- I read it before.

- It's your favorite.

What's the matter?

- It's just it's the only thing

I've actually remembered since I've been here.

- I know.

- It was just so vivid, sorry.

- That's because the book is a trigger.

It's linked to such a strong emotion that it triggers

a memory that would otherwise be lost.

Any memory that's linked with strong emotion

can be restored.

All you have to do, find the right trigger.

- What else could be a trigger?

- Anything, an image, sound, emotion, smell.

Or any combination of them.

- So I could get my memory back.

- Well, yes, if you're willing and patient.

I can help you.

- Thank you.

(alarm beeping)

(birds chirping)

- Would you like a hot beverage

to accompany your meal today?

Anything you like, you name it.

- Anything at all?

- Anything, whatever you're most thirsting for.

Bet you I have it.

- What about

a red bush tea?

- Oh, fine choice.

(birds chirping)

- You know I was gonna choose this, didn't you?

- It's the only thing you drink.

- How do you know all this?

- I've done my research.

- Don't trust him.

(door creaking) (Thomas whistling)

- It's okay, go ahead.

- Sorry, I've just been thinking about that book.

- You have?

- It's just so good, such a great story.

I never saw the ending coming.

- You finished it already?

Ruby, what's the matter?

Talk to me, please.

- How many others, Tom?

- What?

- How many others have you kidnapped before me?

- Ruby, I don't know what you're talking about.

- Don't lie to me.

How many other girls have you done this to?

I'm not special, am I?

Probably done this dozens of times.

And what do you do?

See someone on the street that takes your fancy?

Start following them, stalking them,

researching all about them?

Then what?

You attack them, snatch them away, lock them down here?

Try and trick them into falling in love with you.

That's not how love works, Tom, not in the real world.

Does it ever work down here?

Of course it doesn't.

They never fall in love with you, do they?

Then what?

You beat them, drug them, rape them?

Do you ever let them go?

Of course not, you're too smart for that.

You can't have your evidence scurrying away.

You kill them, you chop up their bodies,

burn them, bury them, hide them in the walls.

You don't want me to fall in love with you.

You just want anyone.

(dishes clattering) (Ruby shouting)

- Sorry.

Don't know where you got this ridiculous idea from.

- I wouldn't want you to have done this for someone else.

This is special.

- There is no one else, just you, Ruby.

(ominous droning music)

It's still healing, needs more time, okay?

(dramatic music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(door rattling)

- One last thing, Miss Wattz.

(dramatic music)

(wall rumbling)

- Can we have a candle?

- You want a candle?

- To change the mood.

It would be romantic.

(flame hissing)

- I think we should forget about last time.

Have a clean slate.

- Yeah, I know you're only trying to help me.

I was just overthinking, got confused.

- I should have given you more things to stimulate you.

- You can go mad in this blank space all day.

- Well, I'll get you another book after lunch.

- I keep having this reoccurring dream.

- Yes, what about?

- I'm unconscious underwater, sinking down and down.

- Sounds more like a nightmare.

- No, it's weirdly peaceful, serene even.

And then this figure appears.

He's going to rescue me.

He pushes me up towards the surface, and then I--

- You wake up.

We're making progress, aren't we?

- Yeah, I think (coughing).

Water.

- You should start with Carroll first.

You'll enjoy that one. (light twinkling music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

That's it. - Ow.

- That's it.

- Tom, can we stop please?

- You're doing great.

You're nearly there, nearly there.

(Ruby pounding)

Did you ever notice that picture

above the sink's a bit wonky?

- Oh yeah.

- Don't worry, I just thought I'd say.

- Don't worry, I'll fix it.

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(footsteps thudding)

(ominous droning music)

Everything okay?

- I'm good, how are you?

- I thought we could try walking again before dinner.

- Sure.

- Hm.

(Ruby groaning)

Have a rest.

If we keep making progress like this,

maybe we could be eating upstairs soon.

Voila.

- It looks good.

- Yeah?

- I like it.

- Thank you.

- Why all this effort?

- It's a very special meal.

- How so?

- Just try it.

(elegant piano music)

You enjoying it?

- Mm.

- Good.

- This is really nice.

- It's the only restaurant in Dorset that does this.

It's your favorite.

- It's gorgeous.

How's your salmon?

- It's crispy skin with quite a succulent center,

brandished with herbs.

I read this somewhere.

And well it's got high notes of lemon and thyme

and well there's quite a hot chili after burn.

- Woo. (laughs)

I was just going to say this salmon

is both exquisitely rich and wonderfully tender.

So much vitality, it positively quivers on the tongue

with flavors so vigorous it's simply bound to excite

an woman to the point of crisis. (laughing)

- It is orgasmic.

(Ruby laughing)

- Shh, shh. (laughing)

I'm not with you.

- Give our compliments to the chef.

- Right away, sir.

(Ruby laughing)

- Shh.

What?

- I got you something.

- Really, you shouldn't have.

- Close your eyes.

Lift up your hair.

- I remember.

It was so vivid, it was like I was actually there.

Wow, I could see and taste my meal

just as clearly as I can right now.

- It's called a flashbulb memory.

In this case, the trigger is the meal.

It's linked to such a strong emotion in your mind,

it can trigger an extremely vivid memory.

- I was with you once, wasn't I?

We were together.

- It was our anniversary meal.

(light droning music)

(birds chirping)

- This is my favorite chapter I think.

- Yeah, it's the primrose chapter, isn't it?

That was always your favorite.

You were inseparable from that book.

I was envious of it.

- Really? - Uh huh.

I wanted to discard it, throw it away, burn it.

I remember when you first read it.

You read this piece out to me,

and it was the worst reading I had ever heard.

(Ruby humming)

It did nothing for me.

But I always listened tentatively.

And it was around that same time we first started

to ride our bikes together.

The summer when you moved in next door,

you'd be out on your bike almost every day

riding up and down the cloughs, and every day I would wait

by my bedroom window just to see you.

Then I would come out on my bike and act like

it was all some big coincidence.

I don't know if you knew, but if you did, you never let on.

(pencil clattering)

It's cold out there.

You'd need a coat, Ruby.

- I can't sleep.

(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

(light hopeful music)

- Ruby, I have to say this or I'm always going to regret it.

Ever since I met you, ever since we were little,

all I've wanted to do is spend time with you.

Recently...

Recently, I've come to realize

that it's more than that to me.

I love you, Rubes, I always have done.

I know you've had boyfriends and I know there's lots of

important stuff coming up, going to different universities,

but I really, really want to spend

the rest of my life with you.

You're so funny, you're so smart, you're caring.

Truth is I care for you more than anyone.

- I don't know what to say.

I love you too.

- You do?

- I feel the same way, and I want that too.

We really were together, weren't we?

Everything is real, all of it.

- Are you starting to believe me?

- I'm starting to believe myself.

I remember, we loved each other.

- This one controls the lights and the brightness,

and this one controls the music.

(funky bass-heavy music)

I know this one.

* Rhythm's playing on my mind, mind, mind *

* Cause more trouble than it's worth *

* It's only worth it if it hurts *

* Mix in pleasure with a swirl

* Rhythm's tripping out my mind, mind, mind *

* Feeling fragile when it works *

* It's only worth it if it hurts *

* Flirt with fire and get burned *

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

- You picked the song, what's the matter?

We're just having some fun.

We're just having fun, it's okay.

* Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ruby crying)

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh * Yeah, yeah, yeah

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

- What?

- Will you tell me something?

- Anything, Ruby.

- How did we come to this?

- It started a long time ago now.

One weekend, I was coming to visit you.

- How come we never happened?

- What?

- How come we've never happened?

- What?

- You know, we've always had this thing.

- Oh, the thing where you get drunk and embarrass yourself.

That thing.

- Yeah, that thing.

- You were waiting ahead with your flatmate, Nick.

(phone buzzing)

(Nick vocalizing)

- Yes, we are going to the same house.

- Pot of gold, pot of gold. - No, this is--

- Pot of gold. - No.

- No, no, no.

- It's, I love him.

- So I'm trying to call you, and I hope you're okay

and having a nice evening.

Anyway, Rob has been a life-saver,

and he's driving me over now, so I'll see you soon.

Okay, bye.

- Nick. - Come on.

Come on. - Get off.

- What are you doing?

Get off me, you're drunk.

- Shoosh, shoosh. - Stop it.

Stop, you're hurting me.

- Come on. - Get off me, please.

Nick, Nick, listen to me.

No, no, no! - Yes.

- No, no!

(slaps cracking)

(Ruby coughing)

(Nick breathing heavily)

- If she don't let you in again, I'll still spoon you.

- Appreciate it.

(blows thudding)

(Thomas shouting) (blows thudding)

Die!

I killed him.

I didn't know what to do.

- What the fuck have you just done, man?

Oh, shit, shit, shit!

I can't believe you just dragged me into this!

We just fucking--

- Rob, be fucking quiet!

- No, don't you fucking dare!

Don't tell me what to do!

(Ruby crying)

- Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

(Ruby coughing)

- Yeah, hello, yeah, I need an ambulance.

Yeah, no, it's fucking urgent.

I need you to get here right away.

No, no, no, I can't--

- No, no, no, no, put it down.

- What-- - Shh, shh.

- What are you fucking doing? - Shh. You'll wake her up.

- I don't give a shit, we need to get some help.

What are you doing, man, huh?

- She's not responding.

- I don't give a shit, we need some fuckin' help.

- Listen to what I'm saying.

- Okay, tell me.

- My Ruby is not responding to me.

- Okay, so why don't we get her some help?

Why don't you wake up and why don't we get her some help?

- I should've been there.

(dog barking)

It was my fault.

Rob drove us as far north as he could.

After that, we were on our own.

(Thomas knocking)

You'll be okay now.

If you need anything, please just call.

Don't come and find us.

Thank you.

(dramatic music)

I took you as far away as possible.

(water splashing)

I started rowing the boat

and took you to a tiny island with an abandoned farm.

(wind whistling)

(Thomas pounding)

(light airy music)

(flashlight clicking)

(Thomas pounding)

(Thomas coughing)

- Who are you?

Who are you?

I don't know you.

Please don't hurt me.

- It's me.

(Ruby crying)

It's Tom, it's your Tom.

- Please, no.

(drill buzzing) (Ruby pounding)

Let me out!

You can't keep me in here!

Let me out, please!

Please!

You can't keep me here!

Please, no!

- I had to believe I could save you.

(Ruby pounding)

(Ruby screaming)

I learned everything I could

about your condition, retrograde amnesia.

You'd lost all memory of your life before the attack,

and you had difficulty forming new memories.

I soon learned if you slept too long, your memory would

reset to how you were immediately after the attack.

Look what I found.

Didn't think I brought it, I did.

Look, it's us at the prom.

It's us, look.

It's you in your red dress, and there's me.

It's your prom night.

It's me.

(wind whistling)

I learned how it was possible to trigger memories.

- I've read it before.

- I found a way to control your sleep so you could learn

for more than just one day.

Progress was slow.

I had to try and find new ways

to help you remember who you were.

So especially significant emotional memories

are stored in different parts of the brain.

- Not the hippopotamus thing, that's damaged.

- The hippocampus, exactly.

So that means that they should all be retrievable.

So all we need to do is just find the correct trigger.

I tried all sorts of scenarios.

Can you describe him?

- Who? - The man who attacked you.

Facial characteristics, appearance, height.

- I don't know. - Learning more

and more each time.

Good morning, Miss Wattz.

How was your first night in the clinic?

Going to play you a song, so close your eyes and relax.

Until finally I felt confident I could fix you.

I was ready to help you remember us.

I needed a scenario to buy me time and allow me

to slowly gain your trust.

A blank canvas, something I could control which would

allow me to introduce triggers when you were ready.

Your brain told you I was the villain.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

So I played my part.

Now I've finally fixed you.

- Finally.

- I love you so much, Ruby.

So much.

- I love you too.

(light twinkling music)

(alarm ringing)

(Ruby shouting) (flesh squishing)

- No, no, no, no!

(Ruby shouting)

(Thomas gasping)

(Ruby screaming)

(blows thudding)

(Ruby grunting) (Thomas groaning)

Ruby.

(kicks thudding)

(dramatic music)

(Thomas gasping)

(birds chirping)

(geese squawking)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(Ruby grunting)

(water splashing)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(monitors beeping)

- Well, we have been in a bit of an incident, haven't we?

You'll be very pleased to know that the surgery was a

complete success, and you'll make a full recovery very soon.

Due to the nature of your injury, though,

you have suffered some short-term memory loss.

But don't worry, I give you my full assurance

that it'll call come flooding back.

I'll let your boyfriend know that you've come around.

When you wake up.