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[water running]

[glass clinks]

[water bubbling]

[insects humming]

[insects creeping]

[laughs]

[coughs]

You don't have to tell me what you would say because I know.

You would say, do it, Olga.

Do it.

[laughs] And you would be right.

[insects buzzing]

[distant thunder]

[coughs]

Tonight this must end.

Tonight.

[glass shattering]

[banging]

[thundering]

[clattering]

[liquid gurgling]

Dad?

Oy, Dad.

[laughs]

Oh, OK.

Good.

You're here.

Start a new database.

I've got one.

I got one.

I got what?

What have we got?

Liam, Liam, Liam, my son.

Liam, I love you.

I love you. - Dad, calm down.

I got one.

Calm down.

What have you got?

A queen.

A queen.

[laughs]

A queen.

Yeah.

Dad.

You know we've got to kill it, yeah?

Not possible.

We are too close, Son.

You know how dangerous these flies are, let alone a queen.

Whatever you're planning on doing,

it's not going to bring Mum back.

I know that.

She's dead, Liam.

That is irreversible.

But this queen could be the answer to curing the disease

that's inside of you.

You don't know that.

OK?

I know it is hereditary.

I know your mother got it from her parents,

and now it's inside of you.

Please, Dad, just--

you don't know that.

So just--

Why take the risk?

I have a queen right here.

The blood flowing through that fly

has the exact same molecular build as the disease

that killed your mother.

And it will kill you.

Stop, OK?

Just stop.

So I isolate the exact molecular structure

of the queen and I mix it with a very specific blood type

and, voila, we will have a serum.

What are these flies?

DR. FELDMAN: These flies are older than man.

They predate us by millennia.

It wasn't the meteor that killed the dinosaurs.

No, it was the draculas flies.

Draculas flies?

Dracula's flies?

Yeah, you've named them, of course.

They're attracted to the human blood.

They drink it.

And in the light of day, they die.

These are vampire flies.

You realize you've completely lost it, yeah?

Vampire flies.

Vampire flies, yeah.

Yeah.

Where are you getting the blood samples from?

It's unimportant.

LIAM: Dad, where the fuck are you

getting the blood samples from?

Liam, either help me or go to your room

with your stupid thoughts.

Just tell me what you've done, OK?

Please.

I have test subjects arriving within a week.

LIAM: What do you mean test subjects?

Just a few people who will give a little blood sample

in exchange for a little cash.

And I will keep going and going and going until I find a match.

What, and they know about this, yeah?

In a fashion.

This is insanity.

You are going to get people killed.

And if that thing is released into the wider world,

then you can kiss goodbye to humanity.

You ungrateful brat.

I am doing this for the greater good.

I am doing this for your mother, and I am doing this

to save your precious life.

You're insane.

It should have been that died, not your mother.

LIAM: You know what?

Dad, look at me.

Dad, look at me.

Mum would have been ashamed of you.

DR. FELDMAN: Wait, where are you going?

As far away from you as possible.

You know what?

I'm not coming back.

You can't leave.

What are you doing?

Get off me.

[yelling]

[glass shatters]

[fly buzzing]

[panting]

[fly buzzing]

DR. FELDMAN: Liam.

Do not--

[screams]

On the count of three, I want you to run out of this room.

[crying] 1.

Help me, please.

2.

3.

[screaming]

[retches]

No, no, no!

No!

[fly buzzing]

[dramatic music]

Jesus Christ, Matt!

What the hell are you doing there, stood like a freak?

OK.

You all packed?

Yeah.

Nice.

Going to be fun, eh?

Mate, what's fun about a clinical trial?

Money.

Fair.

So what excuse have you come up with to your family?

Said I'm going to a Comic Con for a few days.

How about you?

A little weekend getaway with some friends.

Simple yet effective.

Everyone's outside.

Phil insists on driving, but I definitely

could have driven us.

It's all good.

I'm just as good a driver as Phil.

Probably even better.

I'm sure you are, mate.

Why do you always call me mate?

Because you're my mate, mate.

Sure am.

Should we go then, mate?

[dogs barking]

[birds chirping]

What is he doing?

Still being weird, babe.

All right?

OK.

Just give me two minutes.

Just got to sort the best route via fuel,

because this place is miles away from anywhere.

HAILEY: How are you doing?

Yeah, I'm good.

A bit skint, but all good.

[laughs]

Matt, like this weekend, could you

just be a bit less Matt-like?

That'd be great.

Thanks.

How's your mom?

Yeah, good.

Well, not good, but you know, coping

as well as you can with cancer.

HAILEY: How are you coping?

Not so good.

I don't want to get myself worked up,

but bills and mom's bills.

See, she can't work.

I can work, but I literally do not

have enough time in the world to work and pay for everything.

Yeah.

She's really lucky to have you supporting her.

My landlord's being a prick, and I just

need to get him off my back.

Well, we're all here for you.

This weekend we're going to get all the money you need, O?

Yes.

It's a good thing I found this clinical trial retreat, eh?

Matt, for the love of God, shut the fuck up.

[snorts]

MATT: Bitch.

Phil.

It's not the first time I've been

called a bitch by some underfed boy

with vegetable oil in his hair.

So let's just drive, get this weekend on with,

and get ourselves paid.

Everyone OK with that?

Fair.

Sounds like a plan.

[dramatic music]

Not very medical looking, right?

Right.

Come on, pussies.

Last one there gets paid last.

Where'd he go?

Your guess, Phil.

Anyone else find it weird there's, like, no one here?

No reception, staff, no medical staff?

Good morning.

[yelps]

[laughs]

Chill out, guys.

I found the doctor up here.

Everything's set.

[clears throat] Thank you, Matthew.

Hello and welcome to the first ever of its kind clinical trial

for colds and flus.

[clears throat] My name is Dr. Feldman.

[coughs]

First let's get all checked into your rooms and a few questions

and--

and over the course of the weekend, the test will begin.

When do we get paid?

DR. FELDMAN: As soon as the test is complete,

you will be compensated.

[clears throat] But first, I just

need to know your blood types.

Your blood types.

Well, I'm type O.

I don't know.

I don't know.

AB negative.

Say again?

AB negative.

HAILEY: How the hell do you know that?

I tried to donate blood to Mum, but it wasn't the same.

Apparently I'm rare.

Yes.

Yes, you are.

I always knew you were special, Ellie.

Right then.

Let's get you all checked into your rooms.

And this evening, you'll meet with the others.

Come.

[eerie music]

Please take a seat at the table, friends.

[coughing]

Everybody, welcome to flu camp.

We hope you have a comfortable--

Wait, there's no one else here, mate.

[laughs]

I can assure you we have a diligent team

of professionals that will be arriving in the morning.

And we hope that you have a comfortable, safe,

and [coughs] ultimately rewarding stay.

Rewarding in the hope of changing the way we

combat these horrendous diseases.

Yeah.

And-- [coughs]

And of course, rewarding to your bank accounts.

Wow.

This sounds amazing.

DR. FELDMAN: The invaluable data that we gather

will help us to understand and, in some cases,

to cure the acute respiratory conditions that

plague our species.

Yeah.

Please, [clears throat] read your contracts

and let me know if you have any questions.

You know what?

I'm going to buy a car.

That's brilliant, Jess.

Any questions?

Yeah.

What exactly is going to be happening

over the next few days?

I mean, you said quite a lot without actually

saying anything at all.

Yeah.

She's got a fair point.

DR. FELDMAN: Let's get you all rested up.

We have a pool if you fancy a dip.

It's heated.

It has a Jacuzzi.

Amazing.

Mr. Feldman--

DR. FELDMAN: Doctor.

Oh, sorry.

Doctor.

What the fuck are we going to be doing this weekend?

Darling, tomorrow we will begin with the interviews.

A few standard questions that all

our patients have to answer.

A formality, so to speak.

And after that, we will take the blood samples.

HARRY: Blood sample?

There was no talk about getting a blood sample.

After we've taken the blood samples

and analyzed them and deemed you fit to proceed with the camp,

we will inject you with a very mild version of the flu virus.

So what if our blood test doesn't match with the blood

sample that you want?

DR. FELDMAN: Then you do not need to proceed with the camp.

And we don't get paid?

No, unfortunately.

HARRY: I drove 200 miles to the middle of nowhere

to maybe not get paid for this?

It's all in your contract.

HARRY: And you're just fucking giving us now.

Where are you going?

Stay the night.

If you really want to leave, then go in the morning.

Oh, buddy, if he wants to leave now, let him leave.

No, no, it's too dark.

You're off your nut, mate.

Good luck, guys.

[door slams]

Are we hungry?

[eerie music]

[insects humming]

[engine stutters]

Come on.

[engine stutters]

Fuck.

I can't afford this.

Come on.

[flies buzzing]

[screams]

[flies buzzing]

[screams]

Help!

[flies buzzing]

Help!

[ominous music]

[flies buzzing]

[screams]

[whimpering]

[grunting]

[coughing]

[fly buzzing]

[ominous music]

I seriously have no idea.

It's rust.

Rusty.

Rusting.

ELLIE: But you have no idea why?

Nope.

Not a clue.

That's ridiculous.

And what, you just decided to keep it?

Yeah, I guess.

I don't know.

I think it's cool.

Not one bit.

Yeah.

Not one bit.

OK, mate.

You got any nicknames?

No.

You have to have friends if you want nicknames.

No, Matt, come on.

We're your friends.

Those two hate me.

Always have done.

Look at them.

Always rubbing their relationship

in everyone's faces too.

Ooh, look at us, we're so good looking

and have great sex and everyone thinks we're fucking great.

Well, they're not.

Hailey's always having a go at me for the way I look.

Girls always have done.

She doesn't look so great herself.

Always wearing makeup.

Mate, I wear makeup.

Please don't call me mate.

All right, buddy, chill out.

Just because I don't have a six-pack.

What are you on about?

Oh, come on.

Look, you're chatting to this guy now.

I can chat to whoever I want to.

Yeah.

But you choose to chat to the muscly chat over here.

Bruv, you don't know me.

The worst part is I'm a nice guy.

Literally the nicest guy you'll ever meet.

Mate, calm down.

Stop calling me mate, you fucking slut.

What was all that about?

Your mate just went mad.

Little shit.

[coughs]

Are you right?

[coughing]

We must now begin our test for the weekend.

I need each of you to come with me--

one at a time, of course--

and [coughs] answer a few questions,

take a standard health check, and of course,

take those all important blood samples.

OK, who will be first?

[laughs]

You.

You.

Very good.

Very good.

Everyone else please enjoy each other.

Please come.

Come.

Come.

[laughs]

Please take a seat, dear.

Here.

Please.

[clears throat]

Don't move.

Everything OK?

[fly buzzing]

Perfect.

Perfect.

You are perfect.

Perfectly formed.

Perfect for this trial.

[chuckles]

All right then, let's get these questions out of the w.

And maybe tomorrow we could get you paid.

We definitely know you have the correct blood.

So how would you like your 5,000 pounds?

In cash or by bank transfer?

Bank transfer. Sure.

DR. FELDMAN: Perfect, perfect.

[coughs] Would you mind if I got the blood sample now?

Sure.

Ah.

[clears throat]

Right.

Let us begin.

What is your full name?

Eleanor Wilkinson.

Hailey Gill.

Philip Bennett.

Jessica Fishwick.

Rust.

Look, mate, it's in the contract.

It's Rust.

Matthew Salisbury.

I'm a student studying medicine,

and I work a bar job in town.

Construction.

Unemployed.

Graduate theoretical physicist.

But I'm kind of in between jobs at the moment.

I do IT, some other side hustles.

Musician and singing teacher.

Uh, nothing that's been life-threatening, no.

But Mum's got breast cancer, and that shit's hereditary.

So, who knows?

Well, when I was little, I had chickenpox.

And I've been in and out of the hospital

with some gastrointestinal stuff, which the doctors say

was psychosomatic.

I've definitely got a weak immune system,

and I'm not very muscular.

Nah, I'm all good, mate.

No.

Oh, yeah, I did break my arm when I was a teenager fightin,

but that's about it.

My daddy died of cancer, and I'm

probably going to get it too.

Fuck off.

[laughs]

Are you asking everyone this?

No.

No.

And have you ever paid for sex?

Right, this is over.

What the fuck kind of question is that?

It's just on the sheet here.

We can skip it.

It's not important.

This is bullshit.

It's not important.

[panting]

It's going to work.

It's actually going to work.

Just a few more hours and we will have the formula.

[fly buzzing]

Draculas.

It's nothing.

It's nothing.

Just a few more-- a few more hours.

A few more hours.

A few more hours.

[liquid gurgling]

[ominous music]

Hey.

Would you fancy a walk?

Yeah, sure. What's wrong?

Let's just walk.

Come on.

What's up, man?

What's got you shook?

This doctor's freaking you out, yeah?

Yeah.

He's fucking weird, man.

And this whole trial thing is a complete sham, yeah?

Yeah.

It looks like that.

I mean, look at this place.

And he said everyone else would be here by now.

Where are they?

You're right.

What do your mates reckon?

I haven't spoken to them yet.

Right.

Did he ask you weird questions?

Yes.

Some basic, standard ones and then some fucking weird ones.

Yeah, like what?

It's my mum and her cancer.

What stage?

I'm sorry.

That's not my business.

Just forget I said anything.

Stage three.

Look, having a conversation just like this helps, you kno.

It takes the edge off.

My dad, he died last year.

If I had a quid for every time that he

blamed a nurse for pinching his ass,

I wouldn't have to be here. I'm telling you that, man.

I wasn't there in the end.

I got locked up, and they let me out due to lack of evidence.

You was in prison?

Yeah.

That's where I got the name Rust.

But not a day don't go by that I don't regret being by his side

when he passed.

I needed that money then.

And I need it now.

Me too.

Me too.

What are we going to do?

Can we talk to the others, see what they think?

Yeah.

Maybe even try and find out what the hell he's up to.

And then we get the fuck out of here.

I'm going to get that money regardless.

[inhales deeply]

[crying]

Ew.

Why has he only taken her blood?

Because she's special.

You scared me.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to startle you.

Let's head upstairs, sweetheart.

[clattering]

What was that?

Nothing, sweetheart.

Please, let's go.

Get your hand off me before I break your fucking legs, OK?

What the hell was that?

Child, please.

Let's go.

Tell me what it is before I smash your face

in and call the police.

Tell me what it is.

Tell me what it is.

[retching]

You filthy fuck.

Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet.

I'm sorry.

This is your fault. This is all your fault.

[insect chirping]

Hello?

[grunting]

Are we hungry?

Brilliant.

If you wouldn't mind to head to the other side of the mansion

to the kitchen and start preparing the food,

that would be brilliant.

Make our own food?

All right.

No, no.

Sorry, look, the fact that we haven't

seen a single other professional here in 24 hours is fucked.

The fact that we haven't received

a single medical treatment is fucked.

The fact we've got you roaming around looking

like an actual zombie is quite simply fucked.

So we're going to go find our friends.

I have an announcement.

An announcement?

An announcement at dinner.

We have a very important breakthrough in our studies.

An announcement at dinner. Yeah.

At dinner.

Yeah.

Yeah, we're going to go tonight.

After dinner, though, yeah?

After dinner.

MATT: That's a really cute mouse.

What do you want, Matt?

You didn't call me mate.

Swap the E for a T.

What do you want?

I wanted to say sorry.

I get quite emotional when I'm angry,

and that's just who I am.

So yeah, I'm sorry.

OK.

MATT: OK?

Great.

Well, the guys say we're to go to dinner soon,

and apparently Dr. Feldman has a big announcement to make.

OK.

MATT: Cool.

So I'll meet you down there?

Mm-hmm.

Sure.

[ominous music]

[panting]

[gasping]

[sobbing]

Oh my god.

Are you going somewhere?

What about the money?

And he's got that big announcement.

What announcement?

HAILEY: Some bullshit announcement.

We're just going to hear him out and then do one.

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit.

[chuckles] Everybody loves the bullshit.

[chuckles]

[coughs]

Please, come and eat.

Where's Jess?

Jessica wasn't compatible.

She left the premises.

What's this announcement then?

Ah, yes.

So from the results of Eleanor's blood test,

we have had a breakthrough.

Well done, Ellie.

DR. FELDMAN: Yes, yes, well done, indeed.

Yes.

I sent this data to the National Board of Dangerous Diseases,

and they have promised to quadruple the funding.

Does that mean we get paid more?

It certainly does, yeah.

No, no, no, hold up, mate.

You just said that Jess weren't compatible.

Neither was the fella last night.

They getting paid?

Sure.

This is so sketchy.

Let's go.

I'm down for more money.

I'm leaving.

I'm driving.

Where are you going to go?

RUST: We'll walk, dickhead.

All right, big lad.

RUST: Bigger than you, mate.

HAILEY: Guys, put them away.

Phil.

We'll go in the morning.

No.

We really need to finish this.

HAILEY: Matt, you do not get a say in any of this.

MATT: Says the fucking woman.

HAILEY: Oh, nice one.

Great fucking insult.

PHIL: Every single time she opens her mouth,

you got something to say.

MATT: Every time she opens her mouth,

she's insulting the way I look or demeaning me.

PHIL: Brilliant.

Every single time she opens her mouth,

you've got some stupid shit to say.

MATT: And you're the one defending

her, because you're the one--

PHIL: Of course I'm fucking defending her.

[all arguing]

MATT: Every time she opens her mouth,

she's insulting me or demeaning the way I look.

[all arguing]

Yes, yes, exactly, and I'm a gentleman.

[all arguing]

[gasps]

I'm gonna fucking kill him.

Ellie, where are you going?

Get off.

Ellie, leave him alone.

What the hell?

I said leave him alone, you little fucking--

Hey.

What?

Are you telling me you never wanted to do that, huh?

I mean, he's got a point.

Yeah, whatever.

We'll stay one more night, yeah?

One more night and we'll go in the morning, yeah.

You guys do whatever you want.

I'll be in the pool.

Can you keep an eye on him?

Yeah, sure.

Where are you going?

To find out what the hell is going on.

[panting]

[insects humming]

[flies buzzing]

Getting closer.

[retching]

[grunts]

We don't have time.

We don't have time.

[retches]

[whimpering]

[static buzzing, beeping]

What is that?

The cure.

HAILEY: Phil?

Hello, my love.

What's up with you today?

Nothing.

Do you not think everything going on here

is just weird as fuck?

Yeah.

And you're just fine with that?

Yeah.

Sometimes I wish you'd say more

than one syllable at a time.

I love you, but for the love of God, it's frustrating.

Yeah?

You're not funny.

[laughs]

Go have your swim.

Then we've got to pack, OK?

HAILEY: Fuck!

[laughs]

[inhales]

RUST: Oh, he's awake.

MATT: You hit me.

Yeah, not hard enough.

Mind telling me what those were doing in your pocket?

Oh yeah.

No, no, no.

If you're man enough, you'll admit it.

MATT: What gives you the right to go

through another man's pockets?

You're a fucking creep.

That's it, isn't it?

MATT: Fuck off.

No, what, you took these from her knowing

that she don't like you?

How fucked up are you, mate?

You're embarrassing yourself.

RUST: I'm embarrassing myself, am I?

You don't understand.

RUST: I'll bounce you again in a minute, mate.

I'm more of a gentleman than you'll ever be.

RUST: You already said that.

You'll get what's coming to you.

You all will.

[ominous music]

[retching]

Doctor, what is happening to you?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

It's just side effects from pills I take for headaches.

Please stop with the lies.

What is going on?

Hello.

Welcome to the first ever of its kind clinical trial

for colds and flus.

My name is Dr. Feldman.

No!

You don't know how dangerous it is here.

Pray that you never, ever find out.

This, this here, this is the answer.

This, this will save humanity.

[whimpering]

Hey, you want to join me?

Hailey?

[ominous music]

Babe?

[dramatic music]

[buzzing]

Hailey!

[screams]

[ominous music]

[fly buzzing]

[retching]

[screams]

No.

No, my god, not now.

[yells]

You stupid girl.

You're going to get yourself killed.

You're going to get us all killed.

[grunting]

[coughing]

You all right?

Did you hear that?

Was that Hailey?

They went swimming.

Come on.

[insects humming]

[gasps]

Hailey.

Hailey.

DR. FELDMAN: Stupid, stupid, stupid.

No!

We have to save her, you monster.

I'm not the monster.

She is.

[laughs]

You can't go anywhere.

They rule this place now.

They'll rule this whole planet unless we do something.

What, these flies?

DR. FELDMAN: The flies.

Let's go.

What is this?

The cure.

The cure for what?

Can we save her?

DR. FELDMAN: No.

She's gone.

Let's go.

Wait.

What happens if we stay outside?

They'll kill you.

Draculas flies, they thrive at night.

They thrive in it.

What about when the sun rises?

They nest until darkness falls again.

Ellie, let's fucking go.

What if I smash this right now?

[grunts]

[muffled screams]

[sinister music]

[clanking, liquid gurgling]

I just beat your boyfriend over and over and over again

with this.

And I had a lovely time.

It was like hitting a pinata, but instead of sweets

coming out, blood comes out.

[laughs]

You're sick.

MATT: No, you're sick.

And now you're going to get what you deserve.

ELLIE: The fuck are you on about, Matt?

[grunts]

[thwack]

And this is what you like?

This type of man?

He's weak.

Yeah, he's all muscle, but he's weak.

And that turns you on.

You miserable fucking whore.

You disgust me.

I never liked him.

He's not my type.

He's not your type?

Come on.

I never liked him, Matt.

You don't find him sexy?

All that muscle doesn't turn me on.

MATT: What turns you on?

Nice beard.

Yeah?

Gentleman.

Really?

I like it when you're mean to me.

You do?

I like it when you call me a slut.

You're a fucking slut.

Say it to me.

You're a fucking--

[screams]

You little bitch.

No.

We need her.

She is the cure.

She has the most special blood.

[retches]

It will save the world.

It'll save me.

And it'll save him.

[retches]

Sir, can we kill him?

We don't need him.

DR. FELDMAN: No.

No.

He is food.

He is food for him.

Food?

Food.

[coughs]

[retches]

[ominous music]

[screams] Dad!

Dad!

You know this thing?

He's the reason I'm here.

It's his son.

He's my best friend.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

I was just supposed to find a group of normies

who were poor and stupid enough to come and give blood samples.

Fuck you.

You used the fact that my mum's dying to get me here.

I don't care.

I hate you.

I hope your mum has a horrible death.

One less slut.

[screams]

Oh, don't bother.

We're all going to die here one way or another.

I could just extinguish your life now.

Or maybe I do him first.

You lied to me.

The formula.

Give it to him.

[grunting]

Kill.

[cries out]

Kill me.

Kill.

Kill.

MATT: No.

Kill.

[gunshot]

[screams]

[gunshot]

[retches]

Just go. Just go.

No chance.

He's still got a gun.

You're bleeding.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

You both just need to die.

Say sayonara.

[flies buzzing]

[gunshot]

[flies buzzing]

[screaming]

He's fucking crazy, man.

No.

He's the only one that can stop this.

[insects humming]

DR. FELDMAN: Please.

The formula.

My mouth.

You really think that's going to save you now?

You're dying.

No.

Too late.

Give me strength to fly.

[squelching]

Why should I help?

It's because of you that my friends are dead.

It's because of you that I'm going to die.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I was selfish.

I was blinded.

I just-- I just wanted to save my son.

[screaming]

I just wanted to save my son.

I can see now that was futile.

Futile.

I can see the damage I have done.

You do the craziest things for family.

Please.

Can I make it up to you?

[choking]

[squelching]

[sobbing]

[squelching]

I'll see you soon, my dears.

[laughs]

[retching]

Doctor?

Doctor.

Doctor.

[squelching]

He's dead.

He's gone.

He's fucking dead.

Let's go.

As soon as we move, that thing up there is going to eat us.

OK. This is our--

[yells]

Let's go.

[screams]

[yelling]

[flies buzzing]

They're trying to get in.

I fucking see them. They're trying to eat us, man.

We can hide.

Just till the morning.

Look, they're all going to die as soon as the sun comes up.

Fucking vampire flies?

They must have a nest on the ground somewhere.

Let's just hope he keeps that big one distracted.

[dramatic music]

Shit.

Shit.

They're going back to the nest.

It's almost sunrise.

Do you trust me?

No.

If you're thinking about running out there,

then I'm coming with you.

[suspenseful music]

Come on then, you ugly motherfucker.

You want my blood?

RUST: Yeah, come on.

Come and get us.

I'm the only can kill your species.

You want to be extinct?

RUST: Are you sure about this?

If you really want to save the world, now's your chance.

Come on.

Do it for humanity.

Do it for your wife.

Do it for Liam.

Ellie, get out of the way.

[triumphant music]

Fuck.

[screaming]

[shrieking]

[birds singing]

It's fucking crazy.

We'll go to the first police station we find

and we tell them absolutely everything.

What?

Dead bodies?

Flies?

They ain't buying none of this, man.

What else are we supposed to do?

How are we supposed to live lying about this

for the rest of our lives?

What am I supposed to say about my missing friends?

They're going to think you killed your friends.

We go to the papers.

What?

We go to every news outlet in the country.

No.

Radio, TV, papers.

That's fucking stupid.

All right?

Get that idea out of your head.

Look, regardless if people buy it or not,

that's going to sell.

Look, you're going to be in prison,

and they're going to think you fucking murdered your friends.

I don't care.

The money's going to help my mum.

No, look, I ain't going back to prison.

Not for you, anybody.

No, no.

But your story's got to match mine.

We're just going to have to split at the next town.

We can't.

Yes.

No.

Look, I'm going to disappear, yeah?

You should do the same.

You're right.

Stupid idea.

Yeah?

Yeah.

So like, the next town is couple hours over.

It gives us enough time to plan and get that money.

We're going to help your mum.

[gunshot]

[panting]

Hello.

Hi.

Is this BBC?

My name is Eleanor Wilkinson.

I've got a story for you.

[ominous music]

[water rushes]

[gurgling]

[glasses clink]