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ANNIE: Everyone dies... Uh, actually, can I start that again?

Everyone deserves a death.

I was going to die of old age.

That was the plan.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Mitchell was going to go down in a blaze of gunfire and glory.

(GROANS)

Not cold and alone and shit scared.

He didn't think death would smile at him first.

(GROWLS)

Death was always a certainty, the punch line we could all see coming.

But not for Mitchell.

-(CROWS CAWING) -(GASPS)

For a vampire, death isn't the end,

but the beginning.

MAN: That's all right, thanks for coming.

ANNIE: So here we are.

Overlooked and forgotten.

Unnatural and supernatural.

Watching the dance from the sidelines.

At least I was surrounded by friends and family.

Why won't anyone look at me?

At least I got that bit right.

You know the worst thing about being a ghost? It's lonely.

You'll give anything for that

crumb of comfort,

that feel of skin against skin that says, "It's okay, I'm here".

It's a hunger.

The most basic instinct.

You might even drag others into this world of the dead.

Even if it means turning them into monsters, too.

(GUN FIRING)

Then there are the ones like George.

(WOLVES HOWLING)

The ones that should have died.

(GASPING)

But shattered and bloody, they walk away from the train wreck.

But what's the cost?

(GROANS)

They're scarred.

(SCREAMING)

Transformed.

They're monsters now, too, aberrations,

the stuff of nightmares.

The big bad wolf.

So,

what have we got left to look forward to, us refugees

the flotsam and jetsam of death?

MITCHELL: I was joking. GEORGE: Put them back in the sink.

MITCHELL: I'll put them back in the sink.

ANNIE: Maybe, if we still deserve such a thing as mercy...

I needed to do that.

ANNIE: ...we find each other.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

-Hello! -12-inch Mess of Meats.

-Oh, thank you. -Great. Keep the change.

So, how long have you been delivering pizzas?

Uh, couple of months.

And could you ride a moped or did they teach you?

They taught us.

We had to drive round and round a car park.

I bet you hate pizza.

When your girlfriend's like, "What do you want for your tea?"

I bet you're like, "Not pizza!"

I live with my dad.

Madness. See you.

-He could see me. -He could so see you.

It's happening all the time now. And not just with people like you,

but with normal people.

I was outside putting out the recycling

and a van drove past and the guy shouted "Slag!"

So, who wants tea?

(GROANS)

-What? -You keep making tea.

Every surface is covered with mugs of tea and coffee.

I go to make some tea and I can't.

There's no mugs. There's no tea. It's all been made.

You can't even drink it.

You can't drink it, but you keep making it.

Oh, my God, it's driving me insane!

Oh, well, I like my routine.

It makes me feel normal.

You're a ghost!

Yeah, okay. Are you finished with these?

-Come on. -Oh, you're both off then?

Yeah, we've got work, then it's his time of the month.

Oh, right.

Tell you what, I won't miss that.

Used to have to curl up on the sofa, a hot-water bottle,

Pride and Prejudice. Anyone says anything to me, I'll bite their head off.

Gosh, I suppose in your case that...

That is actually quite a possibility isn't it, you know, biting?

We'll see you later.

Okay, I'll see you later, guys.

MITCHELL: You know, you should be pleased for her.

She can be seen by other people now, not just us.

She can step out of the house.

GEORGE: Other people move in somewhere.

They get damp, no, they get woodlice.

Why do we get Casper, The Friendly Ghost?

We've been over this.

There must be something unresolved about her death.

That's what's keeping her here.

It's not fair.

Exactly. Whatever happened to her, it was unfair.

No, I mean, it's unfair her being here.

The amount of washing up she generates...

(EXHALES) So what are you gonna do?

Oh, well, I'll work for an hour,

then say there's a family emergency

and scoot down to the isolation room

before the moon comes up.

Cool. I'll come and let you out in the morning.

MAN: (WHISPERING) Mitchell.

(MURMURING AND WHISPERING)

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Jesus, Mitchell, how are you supposed to find

anywhere in this place?

I followed the signs to Intensive Care,

and ended up back where I came in.

What are you doing here, Seth?

Herrick thinks recruitment should be more tactical.

Those with money and influence.

No more tramps or people who fall asleep on the night bus.

You had the right idea with Lauren.

At least she's easy on the eye.

This fella, I think he's on the council or something.

Leave him alone.

What, you want to share?

No, I've...

-I've stopped. -Yeah.

We've had this conversation, Mitchell.

What blood type is he, anyway?

A-positive. Hmm.

A bit Jacob's Creek-y for me, but there you go.

Move away from the bed, Seth.

(SCOFFS)

Remember that student, the guy?

When was it? '58, '59?

Or you and Herrick and that girl in the hotel?

Or the couple in the park?

You can't stop, Mitchell.

It's what we are.

Now, come on.

Just a taste. A sip.

I said leave him alone.

Or what? Look at you. When was the last time you fed?

You're shaking, sweating. Get into character and watch the door.

I've got a job to do.

I don't care if the coolest kid in school

is suddenly your mate, Seth.

Tell Herrick the hospital's out of bounds.

A word of warning.

One friend to another.

It's cold out there without us.

I mean, I loved it, but I just thought if I don't get out now...

'Cause mates of mine, they got married or they've had kids,

and they've just stayed, really.

-Who was she? -Lauren. Worked in A&E.

BECCA: When did she die?

GEORGE: A couple of months before you started.

She was beautiful.

Oh, they're doing a memorial thingy. Planting a tree.

Hey, George.

-Hey, Mitchell. -Yeah, hi.

Shouldn't you be going?

Shit! I've got... I've got to be somewhere, um, uh,

like now.

I've got a break in 10 minutes.

I'll see you around then.

In your own time.

(SAW WHIRRING)

Hello? Uh, what are you doing?

This is gonna be the site office

when they start building the admin wing.

Look at the state of it. Furniture all smashed up.

There was marks on the walls.

Have they been keeping mentals in here or what? (LAUGHING)

Oh, no.

(HEARTBEAT PULSING)

It's a strange feeling.

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

...I just felt so alone, do you know what I mean, Mitchell?

Mitchell?

Mitchell?

Are you okay? Your hand's shaking.

Oh, yeah. I, uh, quit smoking a few weeks ago.

So are you seeing anyone or...

Okay, that was me trying to be all sophisticated and Marie Claire,

but it just came out really special needs, didn't it?

Oh, God, I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't be allowed near people.

It's fine. It's fine.

But in answer to your question, no.

My relationships have always followed a similar pattern.

They've been brief,

they haven't ended well.

And that has to change.

I can't keep hurting people. I just want something good and normal.

But there are those who say I can't do that.

Well, who says that?

Can you give me one second?

The isolation room where I transform, it's full of people.

I need to get somewhere now. I've got about 40 minutes before I change.

Okay, let's go.

GEORGE: Here's fine, it's fine. MITCHELL: What here?

I can't pull over here, George.

Stop the car!

MITCHELL: This is... Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-George. George, wait. -What?

You haven't had time to find somewhere.

You can't just run into some random bit of countryside.

-You'll kill someone. -What else can I do?

Come back to the house.

I'm not doing this in the house.

For God's sake, you can't always keep it separate. This is happening.

This is part of you. George, it's safer there.

We can contain you. George!

(WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN PLAYING)

Hi, how are you?

(DOG BARKING)

Oh, oh, oh!

(GEORGE SCREAMS)

Oh!

Sorry. Sorry!

Hello, mate.

What you running from?

(WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN CONTINUES PLAYING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

No, no, no, don't start the engine!

No, you're right. Let's go back to the house.

-What? -Well, like you said, it is safer there.

So can we go?

Like, now?

(ENGINE STARTING)

All right, George? What's happening?

I thought it was your time of the month.

It is. He's doing it here.

I've just hoovered!

George, what do you need?

Close the curtains so you can't see the windows.

And, uh, put some music on. Loud.

Good idea. We'll say there's a party going on. Annie.

Anything you don't want broken, put in your room.

Uh, what are we supposed to do while he's doing his thing?

Get the hell out.

Well, can I watch?

I just wanna see what happens.

This isn't like when you were six,

watching your cat have kittens.

It's... It's private.

Well, you've seen me since I've died.

I think the rules of privacy got a bit muddy.

(GROANS)

Oh, come on. It's not like you can hurt me.

Maybe she should.

This is what I mean. It's part of you.

Okay. Um, keep to the kitchen.

Stay out of its line of vision.

If it sees you, I don't know what it'll do. (SCREAMS)

(SMACK MY BITCH UP PLAYING)

It's coming.

I think someone's finally moved into number 18.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

(PANTING)

George?

George?

(GEORGE GROWLS)

(GLASS BREAKING)

He's gone.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

-Hey. -Hi.

Oh, no.

Where's... Where's all our stuff? What did it do?

We've salvaged what we can.

But there's about 10 bin bags of crap and wreckage

stashed in my bedroom. I'm sensing a trip to IKEA.

And you know my feelings about that.

Look, why don't you two go out.

Let me finish up here. It's the least I can do.

Owen rang.

-Owen who? -Owen. Your landlord.

My fiancee, ex-fiancee.

-He's coming round. -In about... Now.

He's coming here? Why?

He's over from Saudi for a few months and wants to meet us.

Well, you guys are his longest staying tenants.

All the others have... They've found it, uh, strangely unwelcoming.

Why didn't you put him off?

I tried. But she kicked me in the shin.

The shin, George.

Sorry, can we focus?

You don't mean you're actually going to be here when he arrives.

Of course. Obviously I'll hide.

He's not gonna see me.

Okay, I've written a list of questions for you to ask him.

Are you screwing Janey Harris?

She always fancied Owen. Trust me, if she had known when I died,

she'd have been here before the ambulance crew.

Ah, "Has my sister had a baby?"

'Cause they've been trying for ages.

I blame her husband. His name's Robin. Works in a post office.

Oh, my God, has everybody taken stupid pills? This is Annie's ex.

We're talking about Annie's ex who buried her.

She can't be here. You can't be within 10 miles of here.

Well, I can't have him in the house and not see him.

For Christ's sake, we were engaged.

And can you imagine what will happen if he sees you?

The effect it will have on him.

The... The danger it'll put us all in.

This isn't about our safety. This is about you.

You've lost your lover, and now you can't bear the thought of me seeing mine.

(STAMMERS) That's... That's... How dare you?

Okay, look, if she stays upstairs, what's the worst that can happen?

Well, I'll remind you of that as the crowds

gather outside with torches and pitchforks.

No, I'm sorry,

we have to protect the household.

You have just smashed up the household.

That wasn't me.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Well, I guess that's settled. Annie?

Okay, okay. Um... And remember,

Janey Harris.

Crazy, you're all crazy. Oh!

Ask about the clanky tap. No, I will.

Just... Just... Just leave all of the talking to me.

Now, remember, we're two guys renting a house.

It's... It's the most natural thing in the world.

We just have to be totally and completely normal.

Yeah, good luck with that.

-OWEN: Hey, how you doing? -Good, good. I'm Mitchell.

-Nice to meet you. -Owen.

-This is George. -Hi, how's it going?

Yes.

Where's all the furniture?

Um... Oh, um,

we wanted a more, uh, minimalist life.

It's so easy to get seduced by all the clutter and debris

of 21st-century living, isn't it? Isn't it?

To think having this sofa or that, uh, chair

will bring you happiness when really, shouldn't we be striving

for something more spiritual? More... More Zen?

Oh, I thought maybe you were going to redecorate

and didn't want to get the furniture all painty.

Yeah, that would have made more sense.

(THUDDING)

George, why don't you go and see what that was.

Yes. Thank you, Mitchell.

Can I get you a drink, Owen?

Tea, coffee, there's a couple of beers in the fridge.

Actually I wouldn't mind a beer. I'm think I'm still on Saudi time.

What are you doing? We can hear you.

I just wanna to see him.

Look, I can sneak down. I can hide.

Are you crazy?

He will see you and die of shock.

Annie, that is not an option.

Most of the time it's fine. You just let it run

and eventually the water comes through.

But it's kind of driving George nuts.

Okay, no worries. I'll take a look.

Like I said, it's such a relief having you guys here.

Uh, it didn't work out with the last lot of people.

-Oh, cheers. -Cheers.

I think they heard about what happened

and let their imaginations run away with them.

You do know? About my fiancee?

A little. Just what the estate agent said.

Yeah, I've hardly been back since.

You can imagine, it's still kind of weird being here.

What happened, exactly?

If you don't mind me asking.

Um... We'd literally just moved in,

I mean, we were still living out of boxes.

And it was dark. I hadn't sorted out the wiring yet.

And she was at the top of the stairs and,

I don't know, they said she must have

fallen awkwardly or something.

What was she like?

Annie?

Oh, she was kind, funny.

Cleverer than she thought she was.

And she was mine.

I believe people can leave an echo in a place where they were.

I know the tenants before us said they could detect something.

Maybe that's what it was.

-They said it was creepy. -It's not. It's not creepy.

It's good. It's happy. We like it.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

-What was it? -What?

Oh, um...

It was... It was a pigeon.

A pigeon?

Must have left a window open.

Well, have you got rid of it?

I killed it.

You... You killed it?

With a shoe.

You know what? I should, um... I gotta get going.

Yeah.

Really? No, oh...

It was lovely to meet you, Owen.

Thanks for the drink. Any problems, you've got my number.

Yeah.

Like I said, it's great. We're really happy here.

Really. Thank you. Really.

How did you do that, stay so calm?

Okay, shut up.

You're a spy, aren't you?

I mean, you've clearly had training, because the way you held it together there,

it was chilling.

He loved you very much, Annie.

The way he talked about you...

You made him very happy.

Oh, did you ask about the tap?

Was this his?

What?

The bottle. Is it his?

Yeah.

Thank you very much. You want to see it again?

Here we go. Are you watching?

Are you sure you're watching?

You're not watching. Here it comes.

(LAUGHING)

Thank you very much.

(MYSTICAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

-Ah, there's my friend. Sorry, guys, gotta go. -NURSE: One more?

No, no. Another time, I promise.

You didn't get my message?

This isn't your fucking larder, Herrick.

This is a social call, nothing more.

We're really worried about you.

We're meant to keep a low profile.

Coming here,

attacking people in their sleep.

Attacking people in their sleep?

Who is attacking people in their sleep?

-Seth said... -"Seth said..."

Listen.

There's something you need to know about Seth.

He's an idiot.

(CHUCKLES)

It makes you think, though, doesn't it?

These rules about what we can and we cannot do.

Now, for instance, here's a thought,

suppose the world knew of our existence.

Suppose they had a choice.

Sorry, love, do you do hot chocolate?

You do. Good. Do you want a hot chocolate?

No.

I'll have one hot chocolate, please.

What time did you start?

Uh, 2:00.

Oh, that's long shift.

So who do you get in here mostly, this time of night?

Staff, mainly.

Though we get parents, too, of the kids in the children's ward.

You can tell them a mile off.

They take it in turns and they come in and they order their coffee

but they don't drink it.

Well, I'm sure they very much appreciate what you do.

Actually, it's fine.

HERRICK: Well, you're very kind.

Take care.

What was that? More tricks?

No. It's, uh, manners.

So we declare ourselves.

And what then? Start a mass conversion?

Whoa, oh, no. One step at a time.

But, that is exactly the kind of left-field thinking

we need right now.

And those that refuse?

Well, as I recall, you welcomed me with open arms.

Oh, that is terrible.

Taste it.

To save the lives of my men.

Yeah, how noble of you to take on the curse of immortality

so that your friends could wither and decay

in hospitals and old people's homes.

I'm kidding. Just teasing you.

I'm willing to bet, you offer people eternal life,

not just for themselves, but for their lovers and their children.

The queues would stretch 1,000 miles!

Let's go upstairs to the children's ward.

Those parents that she was talking about,

you think a single one of those would turn us away?

You've thought about it, haven't you?

They had their chance.

We left them to tend this paradise,

this Eden, and look what they did.

You know what I don't understand, this interest in me.

Look, if things were to change,

having you by my side, like it was back in the day, it would...

People admire you.

I admire you.

Despite your, uh,

your eccentricities.

My eccentricities?

Yeah. I mean, we all... We all play a part.

But you... It's like you like it.

Plus now I hear everyone tells me you're on the wagon.

I wouldn't expect you to understand.

Good. I don't. It's mental.

You're a shark. Be a shark.

Besides, I suppose you've got some fall-backs in place?

-Fall-backs? -Oh, just someone you've been grooming.

So that eventually when you do fall off the wagon,

you won't have too far to drop.

-(VOICE OVER POLICE RADIO) -Oh, that's me.

Everything's about to change, and nothing can stop it.

This is nature. This is tectonic plates shifting.

And the only thing... It's the only thing

you and me get to choose,

is which side we're on when it happens.

Something to ponder.

(LAUGHS)

Listen, I'm going to that thing later.

The memorial thing for Lauren.

-You want to come? -Um, I don't know.

Come on, it'll be nice.

Well, not nice so much as horrible.

-I thought you were friends. -Not really.

A bit. Towards the end.

-George? Hiya. -Hi.

I need three pillowcases, please.

Mrs Nixon's just vomited up her fisherman's pie.

-Thank you for sharing. -You've changed your shampoo.

It's minty. Normally you're vanilla-y.

How do you know that?

Uh, I've just got a good sense of smell.

Um, do you like it?

Yes, you smell like a polo.

Have you got a hole?

(LAUGHS)

I'll, uh, see you later, yeah?

Shit, are you interested in her?

No.

I don't know. Why, are you?

Me? God, no.

I mean, she's nice, but...

If you're interested in her, I could...

Oh, come on, it's not like you get

interested in people every day. I don't want to discourage it.

She won't be interested in me.

I'll ask. Do you want me to ask?

No, no!

Christ, this is so playground.

Well, welcome to being a bloke.

Why are you so anxious to pair her off with me?

I'm not trying to pair you off, that's... That's daft.

Let me talk to her. You see, I can actually talk to women

without weeping or setting fire to myself.

I don't know. I don't know.

Let me think about it.

Oh, yeah, have you seen my phone?

No.

"Tap in kitchen making very odd noises.

"Could you come and repair?

"This afternoon good?

"Hope you're well.

"From George."

(SOMBRE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(WATER RUNNING)

Boo.

Lauren?

Surprise.

Did you enjoy my memorial service?

It's a shame Mitchell couldn't make it.

Maybe he'll come to yours.

(LAUGHS)

Aw, your face.

This must be really confusing.

Let me explain. Before I died

I had this one odd last thought.

And now I'm gonna make it yours.

You know all the things that you were scared of as a kid?

All the monsters under your bed?

They're all real.

Okay, I'm kind of new to this,

but aren't you supposed to, uh,

weep or scream or wee yourself?

Mitchell did this to you.

What, you know? You know what he is?

Wait a sec.

Come here.

(SNIFFING)

Oh, my God.

A werewolf.

Creepy.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

Hey. Oh, there's some bacon in the fridge at home, that goes off...

Guess who I just saw?

Uh, Yoko Ono?

No, Lauren!

I manage my condition. I hide in a shitty bloody cellar

or the middle of a forest. But you?

You buy a bottle of wine and a packet of condoms.

What is the point of us trying to build some kind of normality

when you are attacking our friends

and turning them into monsters?

For Christ's sake!

We knew her. You let me go to her bloody memorial.

How the hell do you think I've survived for the last 100 years?

There's no escape from it.

I'm not like you, I don't have days off. This is what I am.

Then why are we even trying?

Hey. Oh, shit, sorry, can I walk on that? Have you just mopped there?

It's fine.

So, do you want to come out for a drink with me?

Yep, I've made a decision, no more procrastination.

I've been meaning to do it for ages,

but I just kept putting it off.

That sounded a lot funnier in the ladies'.

(HEART PULSING)

What the hell.

Cool! Right, um, see you later then.

(PULSING RESUMES)

(FRIENDLY GHOST PLAYING)

Oh, God.

Owen, be not afraid.

Ooh!

(EXCLAIMS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

George?

It's Owen.

George?

It's Owen.

Mitchell?

The TV's on.

Maybe he's popped out.

Hello?

I rang the doorbell.

Look, you don't have to do this, Janey.

You can wait in the car.

It's fine. I want to.

You think I should turn this off?

You say something?

What?

Did you say something?

(SCOFFS) You're hearing things.

You gonna look at this tap?

Uh, yeah. It could take a while really.

Go and wait in the car, please.

And miss you doing DIY?

It'd be like missing an eclipse.

(TAP CREAKING)

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Oh. Hello.

What?

(SCREAMING) Hello, hello!

George, hi, sorry. We rang the doorbell, no one answered.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's... It's... It's fine... It's, um...

-I got your text. -My text?

-About the tap. -The tap?

Yeah, George. You texted me about the tap.

Right. The tap.

How silly of me, telling you to

come round when I wouldn't be here.

Sorry, I haven't even introduced you.

Uh, this is my partner, Janey.

-Janey? -Harris. Hi.

Right. Hello.

I'm going to have to come back later,

take a look at the tank in the attic.

Um, so when are you not in?

I don't want to disturb you.

Well, it's hard to say.

There's usually someone here.

Okay, well, I'll pop by later in the week?

It was nice to meet you.

Yes, nice to meet you, too. Bye.

Annie.

I just wanted a chance to explain.

Look, you don't know him. You don't know how he'd react, but I knew!

I just... I knew that if...

If he saw me again, he'd...

But he couldn't see me, and now he's got someone else.

And now she gets to kiss him, and watch him shave, and laugh

and I'm still in the clothes that I died in.

I get nothing. She gets him and I get...

I get you.

After I got...

After I lost everything, I ran away.

I met Mitchell and we came here and met you and

I'd just about come to terms with what'd happened to me,

and then I saw her.

My ex.

And she'd met someone else.

And it was so savage.

So I know how it feels.

It feels like losing everything all over again.

How did it happen?

We were on holiday in Scotland.

The place we were staying was on the edge of this huge ravine,

and one night I decided to go for a walk.

I've never been so scared.

This thing was...

Even at the time, I remember looking at it and being

offended.

That thing in this world,

it was so... So wrong.

It attacked you?

GEORGE: This other guy, this... Another guest, he'd tagged along.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMS)

He was killed.

It literally tore his throat and chest out.

(GUN COCKING)

MAN: Over there, he's there. This way now. Quickly!

GEORGE: I was only scratched.

MAN: This way.

GEORGE: I survived.

Like me.

Like you. Hooray for us.

Why do you think Owen couldn't see you?

I don't know.

Maybe the shock of it was like...

Just set me back.

Like a relapse?

There's just so much of this I don't understand.

(EXHALES)

So, what did you think of her then?

Janey.

She's orange.

She works in a tanning salon.

She thinks that looks classy.

I think she looks like Kilroy.

Well, you're much prettier.

And much nicer.

And much deader.

(SIREN WAILING)

Does that look like a three or a five?

A three.

That's what I thought. That's Becca's handwriting for you.

So if she give Mr Davies his meds at 3:00,

then he's gonna need them again, hmm, now.

But if she give them to him at 5:00,

oh, he ain't gonna need them till 10:00.

So ask her.

She ain't answering her mobile.

Gone out for a drink with your mate.

-What mate? -You know. Him with the face.

Where?

Where did they go?

Christ knows.

I would have asked but that would have looked like I gives a shit.

I'm serious. If there's another man there, I can't pee.

That's ridiculous.

I know, at my age.

Okay, now you. Something embarrassing.

Uh. Okay. It wasn't until six months ago that I stopped phoning

my ex every time I got drunk.

-Ooh. -Oh, God, I probably shouldn't have said that.

No, it's sweet. It's tenacious.

Yeah, "sweet". Me, usually with sick in my hair,

going, "Gavin!"

(LAUGHS)

Oh, um, I meant to ask you. How's the not-smoking going?

Oh, not great.

But I'm thinking, once a smoker, always a smoker.

There's no point in fighting it.

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(GROANING)

So, would you like to come back to mine?

My flat-mate's out, so we'd have the place to ourselves.

Um, is that a friend of yours?

Well, lookee here. Mind if I join you?

Aren't you going to introduce us? I should explain.

Me and Mitchell dated. Well, just once really.

It was sort of a date.

So, what are we up to? With me, he did this whole thing about

the ancient machinery of the world.

Please don't do this.

At least he brought you out.

We had to make do with a bottle of wine from the supermarket

and a packet of Doritos round at my place.

I've seen you somewhere before.

Well, I had my photo in the paper recently.

Yeah. Yeah.

-I've seen you in a photo. -Get up.

I want to see her face when she works it out.

Get up.

Well, you seem nice.

Maybe afterwards we could hang out.

So, I, uh, saw your furry friend.

I was actually gonna feed from him, can you imagine?

I'd probably have to get jabs or something.

What do you want? Did Herrick send you?

This isn't just about him.

-Well, then what do you want? -You left me.

You brought me into this and then you left me.

I woke up surrounded by strangers.

It should have been you there.

Ever since then, they've just passed me round.

I'm like this orphan.

I'm sorry.

Come away with me. There's places we can go,

where we can be safe from them.

They're not some dopey, abusive boyfriend.

You think anywhere's safe from them?

They stay away from the smaller towns,

anywhere that's exposed.

Wait. Oh, my God, you actually think I want saving?

(SCOFFS)

We can save each other. This is what I'm trying...

We can save each other, okay?

You don't get it, do you?

I want to kill. I want to feel their blood dripping down my chin.

I want to see their faces when they realise.

I wanna kill my parents, my lovers, I want them to know.

Herrick's talking about offering it first.

Christ, let's just take it. Take their world.

Tear their children to shreds.

Thank you.

What for?

You can't do this, Mitchell. You can't choose them over us.

You'll lose everything.

Whatever it takes, we will drag you back!

You all right?

What was that all about?

Yeah, listen. I'm gonna head home.

Oh. Um...

Oh, okay.

I just think it's for the best.

Look, was it that thing I said about my ex?

That's not me any more.

I promise. This is about me, not you.

It's gotta be the first time I've heard that before a shag.

Must be a record, even for me.

I'm sorry.

Can I walk you to the taxi rank?

Oh, no, there's no need.

Please. I wanna make sure you're safe.

Uh, yeah, whatever.

Um, I just need to pee.

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Lauren?

It's me. It's...

It's George.

Bad dog.

(GAGGING)

No, sorry, she's not in there.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Oh, Jesus Christ! Call an ambulance!

Becca, it's okay. It's okay. It's Mitchell.

Come on, baby, that's it, keep looking at me.

Now isn't this a touching scene?

What did you do to her?

Easy, tiger. What's the problem?

You just need to let her drink from you.

Becca, Becca, keep looking at me. Keep looking at me.

It's okay, honey, he'll save you.

He can make all of this go away.

-Mitchell? Can you save her? -I can't... I can't...

GEORGE: She's losing consciousness!

LAUREN: You'd better hurry up.

She's about two pints away from being an organ donor.

Mitchell, do something!

Mitchell!

Not another one... I can't... I can't.

LAUREN: You did this.

You made me this, Mitchell.

This is all your fault.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

She, um, she didn't make it.

(DOCTOR AND OFFICER TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Is this how it ends then?

They connect her to you, you to Lauren.

Everything gets blown open.

We lose it all.

No.

They have ways of doing this. Come on.

What do you mean?

We've been around for thousands of years.

You think this is the first time

something like this has happened?

They have branches everywhere.

(SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Uh, you wait here. I'll go and find us a cab.

HERRICK: Hey, Mitchell.

It's all about to start.

We're drawing up the lists. Make your mind up time.

I choose them.

Pity.

Be seeing you.

And your little dog.

(SIGHING DEEPLY)

(HURT PLAYING)

I'd forgotten what they were like. The others.

They're predators.

Every inch of them is just hunger and fury.

The energy it must take him, every minute, not to be like that...

Do you think he should have saved her?

I think he did.

-We should go out. -What?

To the pub.

Well, anywhere. It'll do us all good.

Oh, no, I think... I think I wanna stay in the house.

No, yes. Yes, let me put some clothes on...

No, I want to stay in the house now.

Oh, look. I'm sorry.

I feel safe here. There are monsters outside.

When it's just the three of us,

it's like none of them can touch us.

Okay.

(HURT CONTINUES PLAYING)

(DOG BARKING)

(SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

George, I know what you are.

We don't need to feed,

we can just play.

My friends...

...will never understand you.

(GROWLING)