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- Who are you?

- Please help me.

My village, they all died.

Please.

- She doesn't have the pox.

- I swear, I am not infected.

- Cut me down.

- We should be able to get you and Max outta here today.

Any reaction to the medication?

- I don't know.

- Well, you would.

Any nausea this morning?

- Uh, no, not today.

- Great to hear.

- Vicky, Vicky?

Mum, something's wrong with Vicky.

- Vicky.

Doctor, help. Help!

- Doctor Levine!

Doctor Lipani.

- Code Blue.

W6 B4. Code Blue.

- Please.

Severe respiratory failure,

no response to corticosteroid treatment.

- This is Vicky.

Came in 2 days ago with a rib fracture,

been on corticosteroids and Ventolin.

- Hey, Vicky, my name is Lily.

You just keep on fighting for us, okay,

we'll get you back on your feet in no time.

- I don't know you!

Get away from my daughter.

What's she doing?

We've have a large hemothorax,

it's decompressed with thoracentesis.

- Jess. - Drainage kit. On it.

- What's she...

What's she doing? No!

- Myra! Myra, no!

That's good. Thank you.

- Yes, sir, but it clearly says on the bottle,

"Do not inhale."

Tough day at the office?

- I completely fucked up.

Look, these people are the experts.

Let the doctors do their goddamn job!

- They're not doing their job!

You keep that fucking rag head away from my daughter.

- Myra, this is not the time.

- It never is with you.

You be glad I don't sue.

- For God sake, think of our daughter!

- Deep breaths.

The kid's gonna be fine.

- Yeah, no thanks to me.

But you did great in there.

- Thanks, Lil.

- Um... - I froze up.

I should be able to do a thoracentesis in my sleep.

Every time I try, I just, I can't.

I could have killed her.

Her mum was right, she should sue me.

- No, she's just scared and angry.

- Today I confirmed that everything she feels

about me is right.

- Hey, no.

All right?

Everybody here knows that you're a good doctor.

You are going to England

to one of the best paediatric hospitals in the world.

- Dr. Lily.

- Yes, sweetie.

- Chris gave this to me, but I think you need it more.

- How's work experience going?

- Eye-opening.

I think I wanna be an accountant.

Let's get you in bed, hey?

- See, you even have a fan club.

♪ Amazing grace

♪ How sweet the sound

♪ That saved a wretch like me

- I wonder when their parents will turn their kids

against anybody not like them.

Does she even know what that song means?

♪ Was lost

♪ But now I'm found

- Maybe there's hope.

I think there's something else bothering you.

- Yeah. Rachael.

♪ But I see

- You look amazing.

- I want her to like me.

- Relax, okay? You'll be fine.

Just think, in a week's time, we'll be married,

and two weeks after that, we'll be in England.

- You sure?

- Yes, I'm sure.

I'll follow you anywhere.

- That's a little creepy.

- I was going for a romantic.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

- Creepy will...

- Yeah? - Will do.

So, you're the girl who's stealing my brother?

- You must be Rachael?

- I must be.

You love him?

- Mm-hmm.

- What a gorgeous ring.

- It's such a pleasure to meet you.

- Okay then.

Hurt my brother and I will kill you.

I'm joking.

Badly. I do that a lot.

- Lily, did you pack Johnson's neurosurgery?

- Excuse me, Jess and her books.

How can I help?

- Literally, I put it in here.

- Hey, smelly Chelley.

- Yeah.

- The blue looks good.

- Hm.

- I'm glad you like her.

- You didn't gimme much of a choice.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Well, I know you're sure about her,

you got engaged without telling me, for fuck sake.

You gave her mum's ring.

- Yeah.

No, I was...

I was gonna tell you- - So why didn't you?

- Because I was nervous about how you'd react.

- You looked after me for years, it's my turn.

For some reason, I feel like I met her before.

- Doubt it.

Let's just say, our childhoods are a world apart.

- No second hand clothes for that girl.

- Hmm.

But, hey, look at us now.

Mum would be proud.

- Do they always run this late?

- Yeah.

Save lives by night, late for their own lives

every other day.

- Aah.

Liliana!

My favourite doctor.

Um, uh, you know, not my only favourite doctor, by the way.

I also like my actual doctor.

- Seriously, Aaron, we're going on holidays.

- Miss Evil Bridesmaid reminded me

I need to keep on top of my studies or I'm gonna fail.

- I am not evil.

Do I look evil?

- Looks can be deceptive.

- Aaron, good to see you again.

- Mr. Smith.

- No, it's doctor.

- Dr. Smith. I should have known that.

I'm so, so sorry.

I, I won't do that- - I'm joking,

you call me Kit.

- Okay, Kit. Right.

Okay.

- What the fuck, guys?

We've gotta get on the road.

Won her in bet 10 years ago,

keep her going no matter what.

Drives like a tank.

- Kit did call you the car doctor.

- Keep 'em coming, idiots.

- Huh?

- She calls everyone an idiot.

- Given I'm the only non-doctor here, I'm the idiot.

- Hey, don't say that.

- Okay, we gotta bail.

Get in, idiots.

- All right, so, bridesmaid dresses we must discuss.

- It's a gorgeous colour on you.

- I know, but hear me out.

Could it be slightly lighter?

- No. No pastels for you.

Enough with this pastel pain.

- But I like pastels.

On our way.

Only a few hours late.

- You guys should check out the website for Saint Joseph's.

It says here that it's haunted.

- Aw, wanna run home?

You're scared of a little ghost?

- Any plans for this trip?

- I'm gonna do some fishing and smoke me some weed.

- You can fish without weed.

- I honestly don't think I could.

- How you ever managed to pass med school is a mystery.

- Ah, he passed because he's brilliant.

- That he is.

- Best big brother I know.

- Only one, as far as we know.

- She's almost as big of a fan as me.

- Oh! Get a room.

- Ignore her. I do.

- Why am I even here?

- As my maid of honour, had you refused,

I would've had some words with your lecturer

about your lack of commitment.

- Okay, I just gotta call Jia real quick.

- This place is really creepy.

There's something in there.

Oh.

Jia, hello. Saint Joseph's guest house.

How can I help?

- Hey, it's Jess Samuel's here.

Just checking we're still on for 8:00 PM tonight?

- Yes, Ms. Samuels, we're all-

Hello?

Hello?

Are you there?

- Sorry.

Yes, we're all good for 8:00 PM.

See you in a few hours.

- Give me a few days.

Cash only.

Yeah, all right.

- Hitchhiker.

- Seriously?

- We don't really have the space.

- Isn't this supposed to be our farewell for Liliana?

- Not cool, Chelley.

- Come on, guys, the weather report said rain.

Lily, your call.

- It's not a tutorial session, Jess.

- It's her gig, her call.

- Lily?

- Why not?

- Hey there. - Hey. Back.

- Righty-ho.

So I get that you two are getting married,

but what do the rest of you do when you're not celebrating?

- Paediatrics. Aiming at surgery.

- Final year of pharmacy.

Like her, second year student, if I don't fail.

- Um, second year nursing.

- Psychiatrist.

- Barely a real doctor.

- I've got the perfect drugs

for your charming personality disorder, Jessica.

- Just a mechanic.

- Ah, there's nothing wrong with a good mechanic.

I knew this guy, worked miracles on cars, all right?

Restore them, fix 'em.

Get you about bloody anything.

I see you guys going to Saint Jo's.

Dunno if you've heard,

some say it's haunted by a human sacrifice.

- Bullshit.

How can people believe in ghost?

There's literally no real science backing it.

- Science can't explain everything.

Some things are beyond our pea-sized brains,

like believing in a God.

- That's different.

Faith is from the heart.

And you doubt ghosts?

- Miss Samuels! - Hello!

Pleasure to meet you.

Welcome to Saint Joseph's.

It's lovely to be here.

Yeah, this place is definitely haunted.

- Well now, no sign of human sacrifice here.

- Patience, little one.

If you believe the local legend,

there was many more sacrifices after

the first one, so, have faith.

- All right then, let's get everyone settled.

The moon is rising early over the water tonight,

which is a sight to see.

Or you can just visit the local pub,

it's got really good food and local brews.

- What do you say, little one?

You wanna have a moonlight stroll?

Sounds lovely.

Perfect night for a midnight stroll.

So much for being right back.

Kit, where the fuck are you?

- The blood of the innocent defied the plague.

It's been this way for 200 years.

- All right, stop, stop, stop, stop.

Hey, hey, it's just me.

It's all right.

Okay. You're okay.

You're okay. Here.

Again. Again.

Breathe.

You okay?

- I'm fine now.

Who the fuck is that?

- Just a local actor that Jia recommended.

- Fred works with me, and he set this whole thing up.

It was actually Kit's idea to play a bit

of a practical joke on you and pretend

to sacrifice you like that girl from the 1800s.

- Sure you're okay?

- I am horrified that a group of medical professionals

could savage Latin pronunciation that badly.

- We actually have cosplay sacrifices here every month,

but this is way better.

- Yeah, well, next time my loving fiancee asks

to go for a moonlight stroll, I'm saying no.

But I'll get you back for this.

- This is for that male stripper prank you pulled

at my stag do.

- And the fake emergency call-out.

- And the cadaver leg in my locker prank.

- Okay, I get it.

I had it coming, I deserved it.

But I know anatomy, and the night is young-

- Ah, let's finish this.

- The blood of the innocent will protect us from disease.

It will grant us peace and prosperity,

past, present, future.

This is a story to tell our kids, huh?

- Oh, yeah, what?

Once upon a time their dad tied their mum up

to a pole and made out with her.

- I was going for more of a human sacrifice type thing, yes.

- Little wifey won't approve.

What's up?

- Ah, just a patient I thought I made progress with

is back in hospital.

- Shit, bro. I'm sorry.

- No, it's all good.

Let's go back inside.

- Okay.

Hope you got a designated driver?

- That would be me.

Drinking and I don't mix.

Do you really believe that Saint Joseph's is haunted?

- Some say that all the businesses around here

are so old and successful, is because we're protected

by an ancient spirit.

Or a sacrifice.

Take this place.

No downturn in profits, even though there's been a pandemic,

and it's been in the family for over 150 years.

And we've even had paranormal investigators go through,

and they all say there's something out there,

but they can never tell what.

- The blood of the innocent defied the plague.

- Human sacrifices and getting drunk

with a bunch of doctors.

It's not how I planned my evening, you know?

- Yeah, no, it was, um, it was hard to tell her,

'cause like, we're pretty close.

But, no, I'm, I'm really happy for her, you know?

Kit's, a good man, and a scholarship

to Guys Hospital, paediatric intern.

Like, um, I'm really happy for her.

- I'm sure you've done the best you can.

- He always does.

- Did you know that Kit worked two jobs

just to get me through school?

- Yeah, I couldn't imagine how hard

it must have been with, um, your parents passing.

I'm so sorry.

- Can I ask what happened?

- Drunk driver.

- Bastard.

- It was Dad who was drunk.

- He, uh, lied about his drinking.

- I left school at 16 to work as a apprentice mechanic

so Kit could live his doctor dreams.

They were the only family we had.

- Now we're starting a new family.

- You're pregnant?

- No, I, we haven't.

I, I, I couldn't.

- Oh.

You're not allowed?

- Rach, come on.

So, what about you, Marc?

What has you wondering on the side of the road?

- Oh, well, I drift along, you know?

- Sounds like a great way to go nowhere.

- Yeah. - Sorry.

- But that's only if you think everywhere is nowhere.

You see, if you have a plan, then you can't be surprised.

It's like you guys.

You didn't see me coming now, did you?

No, 'cause I felt so bad.

The years, I guess.

- So Muslims don't drink?

- I wasn't raised devout.

My mum doesn't cover up and thank Allah.

All this, my choice.

And, uh, drinking and I don't mix.

- I hope I don't offend you here,

but why do it if you don't have to?

- A friend of mine covered up and suggested I try it.

So I did, and I really liked it.

It felt empowering.

Like I'm saving something special for somebody special.

- This guy.

- My friends barely recognised me,

but my mum is happy as long as I am,

and my dad kinda just shrugged it off.

- You see, that's where my parents must have failed.

I was long gone and the road by the time they split up.

- Yeah, where are you staying tonight?

- I don't know.

But I'm not crashing your party.

You guys have done enough.

- No, don't be silly, we,

I'm sure we have a spare room at Saint Joseph's for you.

- I don't know, it's...

- Rachael's truck then?

- Sure.

You can use my truck.

- At least I'll know you have a roof over your head.

- To the human sacrifice.

- To the heathen gods.

- Hey, Marc, do you want the keys now?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, gimme me.

- There. - Oh.

- I am so sorry we took so long.

- Not a problem.

It gave me more time to set things up.

- Should I be worried, given your last set up?

- No. No.

Come on.

I'm good.

I'm fine.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Don't worry about Marc.

I'll find you, keys.

Here it's!

Wow!

- So you use five syllable words

in lectures barely any of us understand.

- And the only word you've got is, "Wow."

- Less booze, they might be able to understand bigger words.

- Okay.

- Ugh.

- Hello, Lily.

I think I'm quite sober enough

to tell you how amazing you look.

It looks...

You in it.

God, you're hot.

Race you to the bed real quick.

Hey, get back here. Where you goin'?

Shoes off, you grub.

- This was all Kit's idea.

- Yeah, he always puts other people first.

- I think these should stay with you tonight.

- I suppose so.

- Um, are you saying that I'm not trustworthy?

- Just a little bit tipsy.

- Hmm.

Maybe you're a little bit sexy.

- Hey. - Yeah, it was the ghost.

Come here.

- Where the fuck are you?

Keys!

Come here, keys.

Where are you?

I think it's time for bed.

I have to get up in a couple of hours for dawn.

And you've probably had enough to drink.

- Come on, bro.

Are you here to party or to sleep?

This is a brew of my own unique creation.

Tastes great, am I right, Kit?

- H- how much is there?

- We won't run out.

- Don't bet on it.

Do you remember that time we-

- Uh, the, the, that chicken!

Yes!

Yes, I do.

- Want some?

Drink up, idiots.

Hmm?

- The barmaid said this place is haunted.

Hello?

Is there anybody there?

Hello?

- Argh!

Found!

I found 'em.

Yes, I did.

- Cheers to that.

- Although never substantiated,

the myth of the hanged girl has attracted ghost hunters

and tourists alike to the church.

- All throughout history, human sacrifices

have been offerings to the gods for protection.

The hanged girl at Saint Joseph's is no different.

- We're dealing with an entity that's, that's afraid,

most likely angry, yes.

Not necessarily evil, but angry.

And that's two very different things.

- I'll give you further instructions tomorrow.

I dunno what I'm gonna do yet, but it'll be epic.

You can count on that.

- Can't wait.

- Who are you?

- She doesn't have the pox.

- Lily.

Ow, my head.

Why did you let me drink so much?

- Aren't you supposed to be hungover?

- Yes.

How did I end up with a girl as beautiful as you?

- A lady.

And I blame the 20-hour shifts and extreme exhaustion

for me not realising how much trouble you are.

- Still am.

Oh!

Oh, sorry.

Ah, God help me.

- Two more weeks, and then we'll be married.

- You know it's gonna be the best five seconds of your life.

Aw, two weeks feels like a very long time.

- Self-inflicted. No sympathy.

- Oh.

I totally hate you.

- Oh, yeah, totally.

I noticed that.

You know, I think this trip is going really well.

- I guess.

- Not just the last half hour, but everything.

You know, fun is being had, you and Rachael seem

to be getting along well. - She doesn't like me.

- Yes she does...

In her own acerbic way.

- And in a I'm gonna kill you way.

She keeps sniping at me, antagonising me.

- Come on, I haven't seen her having a go.

She can just be a little protective.

- You mean possessive?

She doesn't own you.

She doesn't wanna get to know me.

- Give her time, all right?

I was all she had for a few years after Mum and Dad.

I don't know if I should tell you this, but-

- You can tell me anything.

- When Rachael was in her teens,

she had some problems with anxiety and depression,

so she spent some time in psychiatric care.

- Wow, that's horrible.

Those places can be tough.

- Underneath it all, she's a really good person.

Okay?

She'll see that we're right for each other.

I know it.

- Luckily, I left time for delays.

The sun is coming up, so I've gotta go pray.

You're welcome to join.

- Hey look, I love you, but I love sleep, too.

- Morning, gorgeous.

What's up?

- This place.

You know about the hauntings, right?

- Yeah.

Story goes that she came

to that very door begging for sanctuary.

- And somehow that made her a witch.

- I guess being different sometimes

is enough for people to be afraid of you.

And they said it was a devil's work,

so they grabbed her and hanged her in the graveyard.

- It was the woods, actually.

- Years later, locals came out and decided

that it wasn't an execution,

but actually noble sacrifice, said the village.

- This place.

- Lily, look, you're a smart girl.

Do you really believe this place is haunted?

- Yes, you're right.

- Although, you know I said the hanged her in the graveyard?

- The woods. - Sure.

Some say they drowned her in the river.

And strangled her with their rosary beads.

They smothered her with her own pillow.

Fed her to the orphans.

Cooked rare, I believe.

- Thanks.

I really needed that.

- Anytime.

It's you.

- Help me. My village, they all died.

- "Your sacrifice gave us life."

Marc?

Marc?

Come on, guys this isn't funny.

- Oh, shit, the light hurts.

- It's not a pain that you forget.

- I know, but that was, that was 10 years ago, okay?

Look at you now.

- Let's just keep that between us, okay?

- As in, you haven't told him?

- I can't.

- What?

He's not gonna get angry.

I mean, he's no saint with his weed and booze.

- It was a different time.

A different me.

Part of why I turned to Islam

was to help me get through that.

He doesn't have to know.

- I just think that you're gonna spend the rest

of your life with him.

- Yeah, the rest of my life in the future.

Rebellious Lily is in the past, long gone and forgotten.

I barely even remember being 16.

My parents, what they had to deal with,

what I put them through...

I really hurt them.

I did stuff, things that I haven't even told you.

- If you don't want me to know, I'm not gonna ask.

But who cares, okay?

'Cause now you are going to London,

to one of the best hospitals in the world.

And I'm gonna miss you.

- You know you can call me, right?

- No, but that's not the same as trying

to find you in your ward or in your office, where I-

- You mean my broom closet?

- No, in your office, where I'd shift some

of the books over and I'd have somewhere to sit.

You have been the best tutor a med student could have.

Yeah, I'm, I'm really gonna miss you.

Oh.

Are you kidding?

Come on, get in.

You have to be joking.

It's not that cold.

- Oh no.

No, no, no.

No!

Oh God, no.

It is not that cold, just jump in.

- Still no, not getting any warmer.

Perfect day for a swim.

- If you wanna break the ice.

- Oh, crap!

- Cannonball!

Whoo!

- Aah, that looks good.

Aah, come on, it's not that bad.

- Oh, it's invigorating.

- Just get in, it's oddly refreshing.

- It's a damn fine Margarita, Rach.

- You know it, idiot.

Don't mind if I do.

How many times a day does that girl have to pray?

Maybe she's got some dark secrets in her past.

- Easy, Rach.

Muslims pray, like, five times a day.

She always does Fajr at sunrise and Isha at night.

She's taking some time to do more while she's here.

- You know the names?

- Mm-hmm.

- That's new.

I mean, who knows what kinky shit

she's hiding under all those clothes.

- Rachael.

- She may look all innocent, but for all you know,

she could be a Jihad.

- Are you actually hearing this?

- That's not funny!

- I'm joking!

Seriously, did she take your sense of humour too?

- Hey. Good prayers?

- Peaceful.

Always welcome the join.

- Maybe one day.

Mwah.

- You gonna go for a swim?

You must be getting a bit hot under all that get up?

- Thank you for your concern.

- We won't tell.

I said I'm good.

- The water is really nice and cool.

Are you kidding me?

- Excuse me a moment.

Excuse me.

- What? She looked hot.

It's all right with us if she shows a better flesh.

- It's not all right with us,

if it's not all right with her.

- Angry much?

It was a joke.

- What the fuck is your problem?

- Jess, it's okay.

- No, it's fucking not!

- Yes it is, I'll sort it. - It's not, really.

- It's okay.

Inside, now. Come on.

- Hey, what the hell?

Since when do you grab me like that?

Since when do you disrespect my wife and I like that?

- Your wife?

She ain't that yet, and you sound like one of them.

- One of them?

- Yeah, a Muslim man, ordering a woman around.

Jesus, she's really got her claws into you, hasn't she?

You're gonna convert, aren't you?

- Stop.

You're being paranoid.

- Don't you dare call me that.

- What happened?

Well, you've been better than you have been in years-

- Now I know why you didn't tell me you were engaged to her.

- I didn't tell you because of this.

Every girl I've bought home, you fucking scared.

- 'Cause every girl you bring home is the same!

More interested in your bank account

and your apartment than you!

You're a pushover!

A softie.

A easy target.

- Well, Lily's not like that.

- Are you sure?

Did you see how angry she got when I splashed her?

Do you know everything about her?

- What does being splashed have to do with who she is?

She hasn't asked me to convert.

Nor would I.

- Do you know everything about her before she was

the pure, innocent little Muslim?

- Okay, you're gonna lose me if you don't accept

that she's the most important woman in my life.

- Fuck off!

Fuck off and leave me alone!

It's not funny anymore.

Fuck off, you.

Please help, my village, they all died.

- Hey, you're okay, I'm here.

Hey, come on.

Up, up, up, up, your all right, yeah.

Okay.

You're all right, you're all right.

You're all right. - I'm not.

This is all wrong.

- It's okay.

- Why can't I control my asthma?

- It's all right, just breathe, okay?

- This never happens to me in the ER.

- Yeah, you're in your element in the ER.

You're in control.

Heart attack, easy, no problem.

My sister is not a normal stressor for you.

Look, Lily, you just,

you have to remember who you are.

You're the most fearless person that I know, okay?

When you find your centre, you'll be okay with this too.

- You make a great psychiatrist.

- Yeah, well, nine years of training so far,

I bloody hope so.

- But seriously, kit, I'm not gonna get

between you and your sister.

- I'm not asking you to.

- Then you could have at least said something to her.

- I did.

But...

- What?

- Well, you're trying so hard to be nice to her,

you're letting her push you around.

- Yeah, well, if, if she sees that I'm not a threat.

- Just push back, all right?

She will respect the power if she sees it.

It's all she knows.

- I don't know.

- Just think about it, all right, will you?

Now, this'll dry nicely.

- Does Rach do this to all your girlfriends?

- Yes.

It's the anxiety.

She's testing you.

- Well, how many have failed her test?

- None were you.

And you gonna tell me what's really bothering you?

'Cause normally you're so calm and rational.

- Well, am, am I not allowed to have feelings now?

- No, of course you are.

But, look, I know you want Rachael to like you, I just

didn't think it was gonna- - It's not just her, okay?

That prank you pulled last night, it fucking scared me!

It really fucking scared me.

It was so realistic.

I have never pulled a prank like that to you before, ever.

Look, I know that you're sorry,

I can see that from the look on your face,

but how could you, especially you,

think that gagging an asthmatic

is a smart fucking thing to do?

- I thought...

I, I got it wrong, I'm sorry.

- I felt trapped.

I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe,

I just don't feel safe here.

- I'm so sorry, Lil, okay?

I really am.

- This place, it's, it's weird.

It's like I can't control myself.

- Well, what do you wanna do?

Do you wanna leave?

- It's fine.

Just please, please, please, just promise

to be there for me next time.

- Always.

I promise.

If only in there

can afford new fucking equipment.

- Fuck yeah.

- Yeah. - Jesus Christ.

- Distracted much?

- Just doing a little bit of research.

I gotta take this.

Yeah?

No fucking way.

The same one?

All of 'em,

I want all of 'em.

- Good news, apparently.

- Oh yes, there's definitely progress.

- Why are you so horrible to that girl?

- Because I am 99% sure that I know-

- 1% wrong is 100% wrong, Rach.

- Then I'm 100% sure I know her from somewhere.

And I'm not gonna let her hurt my brother.

- Yeah, he's not gonna see it the way you do.

- Then I have to make him see it.

She's not who she says she is.

- Fold.

She's got a killer hand.

- I do not.

How do you know that?

- Lily can't hide anything?

She's deliberately looking like she's got

the winning hand, hoping that we think she's bluffing.

- Uh. - Mm-hm, yeah.

- The old, double bluff.

- Mm-hm.

- But what if it's the triple bluff?

- Mm-mm, trust me, I know that face.

- You know that face?

- Well, I never have any luck anyway, so I fold.

- Well?

- How could that face lie to me?

- Exactly. - Come on,

you gotta be kidding.

Are you lying to me?

- No.

- She blinked.

- Ah, see!

I could tell.

- Caught anything?

- No.

- Look, I'm sorry about the bad jokes earlier,

but this London thing...

- You mean, this Lily thing.

- Don't go.

It's been you and me against the world for two decades.

- Look, we're not alone anymore, Rach.

I found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.

And I want you to find yours too.

Lily is sh- she's honest.

What you see is what you get,

she's always been like that.

It's the foundation of our relationship.

It might not be instant, but it's honest.

- Don't hate me.

- I could never hate you, I just want you to accept her.

- Promise me you won't hate me.

- I promise.

- There's one more photo.

- What the fuck is this?

- Fuck sake, dude, just go in there

and do what I paid you to do.

You know what's gonna happen if you don't.

- Fuck!

- Can I help you?

- Aren't you the perfect little wifey in training?

- Don't you have somewhere better to be?

- No, I'm quite happy here, thank you.

Keeping an eye on you.

- Yeah, well you can take your eyes-

- Oh! Snappy, snappy.

What would my brother say if he could see

what a little bitch you can be?

You're innocent smiles, you're kitten eyes,

your fucking holier than thou bullshit.

I bet you saw the perfect escape from your past

when my brother walked into your life,

with these good looks, his bank account,

his apartment, his Mercedes.

But you don't fool me?

- Yeah, 'cause that would be impossible,

since you already are one.

No.

Wait, what's that word that I'm looking for?

What is it that you call everybody?

Idiot?

You know, I couldn't imagine what it would be like

to be surrounded by so many brilliant minds,

yet to be so insecure of your very own.

If you think you can come between Kit and I,

you've severely underestimated me.

I've held lives in my hands.

You what?

You make sure that screws fit into holes.

I've saved more lives than you've changed tyres.

You've lost.

And if you can't see that, you'll lose your brother too.

Now get the fuck out of my kitchen!

- You can hide behind all the layers,

but I know what you really are.

We're more similar than you think.

You don't recognise me, do you?

Johnson's psych ward.

You liked your drink, I was depressed and violent.

Maybe you were too smashed to remember.

I doubt that you even realise I'm the reason Kit

went into psychiatry, because he didn't

wanna see anyone suffer like I did.

So listen carefully, you little fuck!

I've already won this fight, you just don't know it yet.

You see, I meet a lot of interesting people working

in a garage.

I do 'em favours on cars they may have obtained,

and then they owe me.

One of them found another Lily Khan on Facebook.

The internet never forgets.

- Please don't, I've changed.

Oh God, all the clothes in the world

couldn't hide the real you.

The addict, the liar.

Our father used to lie about his drinking.

Maybe we would still have a mother if he'd been honest!

But it is too late for you, you've been lying for years,

and when my brother finds out...

- Please, stop!

- Or maybe just one little push and-

- Hey!

- Lucky timing, sweetie.

Bitch goin' down, one way or another.

- What do you need me to do?

What do you need?

- My inhaler.

Kitchen bench.

- Okay. - She's up there.

- Fuck. Stay here.

Here you go. Take that, take that, take that.

Go.

Breathe. Breathe.

Honestly, I wish I could stand up to her like that.

That was impressive.

What the hell is going on with you two?

- She wants me gone.

- I got that. Yeah.

Are you all right?

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, Lily.

- I try so hard.

I make her brother so happy.

- You're, you're a lovely girl, Lily.

- But why can't she just see that?

- You're special.

I'll never leave you.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

- You're beautiful, you're amazing, you're sweet-

- Yeah, and engaged!

I would never.

- Shit, Lily.

I'm so sorry.

I, I didn't realise.

That was so stupid of me.

I didn't...

I am so sorry.

Please, just-

- stay away from me. - Listen to me.

I didn't mean to, okay?

That won't happen again, I got it wrong.

- Seriously, I don't know what the fuck

is wrong with everybody here.

It's like nobody can control themselves.

Even me.

I've never said anything like that to anybody before.

- Well, she deserved it.

- She nearly threw me down the stairs.

That is not normal.

- Okay, she might just be a bitch.

- I haven't had a panic attack in over a decade,

and I just managed to have two in the last four hours.

Dinner. I, I have to go, it will be spoiled.

- Wait. Wait for me.

- I tried to make it nice.

- It smells good to me.

How do you do that?

Just switch it all off?

I guess how you survive work in a hospital

with people dying around you everyday, right?

- Put my feelings in the box and deal with them later.

Kit would always tell me how unhealthy that was,

but it's, it's all I've known since I was 17.

You can't save lives if you're panicking.

- Look, Lily, you've gotta be careful, okay?

Rachael, she is dangerous.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- I mean it. She is.

- I know.

- Just watch yourself.

- I said I will.

Can, can you please keep stirring this?

I've, I've gotta go clean up, this is not how I am.

- Yeah, sure.

Fuck, that's hot!

- Put you back into it. - I'm doing it.

I'm pushing hard. - Push harder.

all right, I'm, I'm carrying you here.

All right.

- I wouldn't eat that, Kit.

You'll get Dehli belly.

- Did something happen?

- We're just getting some space.

I did what you told me to and stood up for myself.

- Surprises all around.

- Are you okay?

- Like you said, this place is weird.

Brings out things we kept hidden.

- Hmm, this is incredible.

Look, if being a doctor doesn't work out,

I'll gladly hire you as my personal chef.

Hmm, you can come cook for Hayley and I.

- Us?

- Yeah.

- To good food, good company, good life.

Hey, watch here, watch here, watch here.

Oh no.

Oh, man.

- Not easily.

No, you wouldn't catch me dead, I promise.

If I eat any more I'll die.

I think I'm gonna lie down.

Hopefully, the room will stop spinning.

Don't laugh at me.

- I'll, uh, I'll go check if he's okay.

- Hey!

- Is everything okay?

- No.

What the hell are you doing?

- Checking on Aaron.

He's normally fine with his booze.

- Yeah, no, I know that.

- But, hey, all yours.

- That is not what I'm talking about.

- Okay, what?

- You know.

You're engaged for fuck sake, stay away from him.

- What? I have no interest in Aaron.

- Yeah, well, he does in you.

- Hayley, you're scaring me.

- Good.

Stay away from Aaron.

- What the hell is wrong with everybody?

- When you're confronted with something unfamiliar to you,

fear is good, being scared is good.

- I can't control my emotions.

I just lost control.

- A shift in the mood of the investigators

was noticed, the cause still a mystery.

- Oh, fuck.

- Tell me it's not true.

Lie to me.

Go on, lie to me.

What? Two years, you have nothing to say.

Tell me the truth.

Are you fucking deaf!?

Answer me!

Answer me!

What? You think I wouldn't understand?

Huh?

You think so little of me that I'm such a fucking idiot!?

Well, I must be, since you're able to lie

to me every time you open your fucking mouth!

- Please, I'm sorry. - We swore we'd be honest

with each other, we swore we wouldn't lie to each other.

You know that my dad would lie to me.

He lies fucking killed my mum.

- I was ashamed.

It's the past, I've changed.

- Rachael was right about you.

- You promised that she wouldn't come between us.

- She didn't.

Don't, fuck...

Don't touch me.

- Kit.

- Maybe you never stop drinking?

Sure as shit you never stop lying.

Tell me why you got arrested, Lily.

You know, you told me that you wanted to become a doctor

because you saw one save a woman's life

after a car accident.

Your car.

You were fucking drunk.

- Kit, please.

- Don't fucking touch me.

- This place, it's driving me insane.

- You're just like my dad.

- No, I know that I'm not good enough for you,

but aren't I enough when you can't have her?

- I like you...

More than her.

- Then be what's me.

- Well, I, I, I want to.

Uh, c- can we do this later?

No, look, I just wanna spend the time I have left

with my friend before she leaves.

You know, I don't think I'd have got through

first year without her, and, and she always-

Okay.

Okay.

She is important to me, but I want you.

I just need time.

- Okay.

Okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah, okay?

Yeah? - Okay.

Never had a dal do this to me before.

Kit will like this.

Cute...

If I was 12.

I could be a cheerleader.

What the fuck?

- Ow, Hayley!

- I was your mentor twice a week, every week,

and still that girl is who you think

got you through your first year!

- What has gotten you? She's just my friend!

- She'll be gone soon, but I'm still here,

I'm right for you.

- Why are you behaving insane right now?

- When she leaves, when she abandons you,

you'll come running back to me

like the fucking loser you are,

and I will be the idiot who lets you!

- Right.

Right.

- Aaron, I'm so sorry.

- Um, t- this isn't like you.

- It's not, it's like I couldn't control myself.

- There's nothing between Lily and I.

Nothing. I like you.

You know? - Okay.

Let's make it official.

- What do you, what do you...

Okay, um, no, look, I-

- Just let me drive.

- No, Hayley, I, I do like you,

but I don't know if I'm ready for...

Look, no, no.

Hayley, Hayley.

Hayley, are you listening to me!?

Hayley, what are you doing!?

- Jesus! - What the hell

just happened!?

- I'm sorry, but I-

- Jesus, this is still about her!

I'm still not good enough!

- It's not about her, it's me!

- You are a liar!

You, you know, it's not even about you!

- Liar!

- I've never had- - Liar!

I thought you loved me!

What am I to know!?

I love you, why can't you see that?

- None of my business.

Why won't you see me!?

- Hey.

- You have such beautiful hair.

It's a shame to hide it.

- No, I don't,

Not that it matters anymore.

All this is just another lie to hide the real me.

- What's wrong?

- Kit's gonna leave me.

Rachael knows...

The drugs, the drinking, rehab.

She's got photos, my mugshots,

and she showed Kit everything.

Jess, he knows I've been lying.

- He's going to forgive you.

- No, he won't. And you know what?

He should either, because the sooner I'm gone

the sooner he can find somebody worthy of him.

- Lily, you don't need to hide anymore.

- What the fuck!?

- Lily, I love you.

And I always have. - Don't.

- And now you are going to London and I can't-

- No. No, no, no, no!

This is against Allah!

This is all wrong!

- But it feels so right, Lily!

Kit doesn't even love you.

- What the fuck has gotten into you!?

- Oh my God.

I, I am so sorry, Lily.

- I don't know what, - Get out.

I don't know what came over me,

it just- - I said get out!

- Please, Lily.

- Get the fuck out.

- What!?

- Why do you reject me!?

- Are you okay?

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Lily. Lily!

Lily!

Lily, hurry! Somebody help!

- What the hell is going on?

Stay here.

- Somebody! Aaron!

Help! Lily!

- Oh, shit!

- Just get, just get Lily or Aaron,

and call a damned ambulance.

Oh no. Oh my God.

Hayley, please.

- What the fuck do you want?

- Hayley's fucking hurt herself.

Bathroom.

Hayley, please.

- What happens?

- Um, I, I was, um, I smelled blood.

And I'm, I think she just did it when I found her.

I tried to stop to bleeding, but it's too long

and too jagged.

- Tie on the tourniquet.

Aaron!

Where is he?

Aaron!

- Oh, shit

- Aaron!

We don't have enough space here to keep her stable.

We can move her if we're careful,

and let's just hope that we can stabilise her

for long enough.

Aaron. Where the is he?

- I'm not joking, my friend is really hurt.

Yes, Saint Joseph's Guest House.

No, I'm telling the truth.

Hello?

They hung up on me.

Said they always get prank calls from drunk-

- Can you just call them again, please!?

- Rachael, get down here.

Keep pressure on the wound.

We have a Grade 1 medical emergency

at Saint Joseph Guest House.

- Hayley, keep your eyes open. - My medical ID

is LIL 239 478.

The patient is losing blood rapidly

from major arterial bleed in her wrist.

We're trying to stabilise

and we've put pressure on the wound.

Half an hour. Okay.

Rach, get outta my way.

Oh my God.

- Aaron!

Where the fuck is he?

- He's dead.

I found him suffocated with his pillow.

I think Hayley...

- Oh my God.

- Okay.

- I heard her screaming at him.

I love you, why can't you see that?

- None of my business.

- Why won't you see me?

Why don't you love me!?

Oh, fuck!

- We will deal with that later.

Rachael, go get the first aid kit from your car right now.

- You little fucker.

- What? - What the fuck?

You stole my truck.

- I'm a car thief, what did you expect?

- I expected you to seduce Lily and show my brother

what she was really like.

- She's a good girl, Rachael.

I'm out.

- You owe me for all those cars I fenced for you.

- You got paid well for those too.

And you stole all my fucking drugs.

I mean, just tell me you didn't use all of them.

Okay, the liquid LSD, that shit is vicious.

- I wouldn't eat that, Kit, you'll get Dehli belly.

I wouldn't eat that.

- There was enough in there to blow their tiny little minds.

- Why do you reject me!?

- It was meant to show what Lily was really like.

The little drug addict she was, but it's all-

- You are fucked in the head, you know that, Rach?

- We need the truck.

Shit, dude, people are dying.

We need the first aid kit.

Okay, lie her down.

Lie her down, lie her down.

We have to try and stabilise her.

Where's Marc? Is the truck ready to go?

- He stole it. It's gone.

- Keep pressure on the wound, tighten the tourniquet.

Kit, grab some sheets!

We can use those as compression bandages.

Kit, come on!

- You're next.

- There you go. Hayley, you got this.

- An innocent had to die.

Kit, what is going on?

- Aaron had to die.

- No!

- Shit, guys, I doing this on my own!

Lily, what do I do!?

- Don't, he made both his back, do not move him.

- Don't let my brother die.

- Guys, I mean, come on.

Come on, Hayley.

Guys, I can't stop the bleed on my own!

Hayley.

You're killing him!

- He's broken a rib, maybe punctured a lung.

I have to release pressure.

- I won't let you kill him.

- If you stop me he's dead.

He's drowning in his own blood.

- If he dies, you die.

- Go and get me a pen, or a knife, or a straw.

- What the fuck? - Just do it!

- No, no, no.

N- no one.

Somebody help!

Lily! Lily, I'm losing her!

I can't find a pulse!

I need someone, can't handle this on my own.

- Go help Jess.

- I'm not leaving him!

- Hayley will die without you!

- If he dies...

- I need someone to hold the would, please.

Please.

Please, Come on, come on.

Can you just, just hold on to it.

Please, Hayley.

Please wake up.

There's still no pulse.

- I'm so sorry.

Come on, I can't lose you.

Hayley, please.

Hayley, don't die.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, what the fuck.

What the fuck have I done?

Fuck, no, no, no, no. - Don't die.

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Hold on!

- Please don't eve us.

Please.

- No, fuck, - What are you doing?

Oh, please.

God sakes, Hayley.

- Get away from him!

Kit.

Kit!

Kit.

What did you do?

Kit.

Kit.

Kit.

- I'm so sorry.

I know

I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Hayley.

Kit!

You stole my brother.

You took him from me and then you killed him!

- Get away from her!

- She killed him!

- No, she didn't!

Why would she!?

- What happened!?

- I don't know! - Bullshit!

- I drained the wound, but he spasmed,

like some sort of drug overdose.

- I don't believe you.

I don't believe you! She killed him!

I told you, if Kit dies, you die.

Just like the girl in the ghost story...

They'll find you hanged.

- You're insane.

- Possessed, actually. Possessed.

By the ghost of the hanged girl.

Her fear infected everyone and they killed each other,

and it's made me go insane.

She's lonely.

She wants you dead to keep her company in the afterlife.

Or maybe your idiotic head scarf confused her

and she thought you were one of the nuns that killed her.

Either way, as far as the cops are concerned,

I'm temporarily insane.

Maybe insane with grief.

When they look into my history,

they'll see I have mental issues.

- You're not insane, you're an idiot.

- What did you call me?

What did you call me!?

- You heard.

- I'm not the one with a noose-

- Idiot!

♪ It's been so long

♪ And I wonder how you're getting on ♪

♪ Although it's true

♪ I don't miss you

What is your emergency?

- I need an ambulance.

What is the nature of the medical emergency?

- My friend is bleeding and I can't stop the blood.

Help.

What address, sir?

- Saint Joseph's Guest House.

1029, along McDonald Road.

- We have already dispatched an ambulance.

ETA 20 minutes.

♪ Oh, honey, I always thought you were good ♪

♪ You turned out to be good to be true ♪

♪ Oh, I can never be holy like you ♪

- I told you what would happen if you killed my brother.

My first memory is of him holding my hand,

crossing the street, protecting me.

The last thing he saw was you letting him die.

You're a dead woman.

- Oh, for fuck sake.

- Please help! Stop!

She's trying to kill me!

- For my brother.

You're so hi and mighty.

So fucking pious.

But the real Lily is a drunk, a drug addict, a murderer!

I'm no doctor, but that wound looks like the one

that took 10 minutes to kill Jess.

The medical training, all those people's lives

in your hands, and you let everybody die!

You're so fucking pathetic you can't even save yourself.

Who's the fucking idiot!?

- Oh, fuck.

Oh, crap.

Oh, crap.

Holy fuck!

Oh, shit.

Holy fuck.

Oh my God!

Marc, help me.

- Lily! - Please help.

Please help.

- This seems like an idyllic getaway

when you come to Australia, but looks could be deceiving.

A year ago, five medical students died horribly

in a blood-soaked massacre.

And the final victim, struck dead by a van.

- Oh, we're staying there.

There's some lovely bush tracks and fishing spots.

- Is it really haunted?

Bell keeps going on about stuff that she read,

but the internet, you never know.

- Well, no one really knows.

We've had paranormal investigators come through,

and they all say that there's something there,

but they're never quite sure what.

Maybe a year ago.

- I read about this.

By the end of the night,

only two for seven people walked away alive.

- Bell?

- They claim that one of the group went insane

and tried to kill them all.

But the rumours say something totally different.

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