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My name's George,

and I'm a werewolf.

(HOWLING)

MITCHELL: It's from Lauren.

Vampires film themselves
making a kill and then
they pass it on.

You made me
this, Mitchell!

-What was she like?
-Annie?

She was kind,
funny and she was mine.

GEORGE: Love should be
the opposite of death.

It should be our
biggest reason for
wanting to be here.

I mean,
what else have we got?

Football? Shoes?

-(RATTLING)
-(GASPING)

-Oh, God, I'm so sorry.
-Are you all right?

But love gets complicated.

It gets twisted up
with other things,
like possession

and heartbreak, lust...

and death.

Whoa, whoa,
we can't go in there,
it's not safe.

It's PMT,
she wrote it on
the calendar.

How could she
possibly have PMT?
She's a ghost.

I don't know,
but it's not worth
the risk.

Let's go to the chippy.

Mitchell, I have two stakes
in the fridge that go off
if I don't eat them today

and I'm bloody starving.

If you want,
I could grab the steaks

and we could just
make a dash.

No way! I'm not
eating raw meat
like an animal

just because a ghost
is ovulating.

(SOBBING)

Oh!

Annie, are you okay?

This was
an engagement present...

and now look at it.

Just an unused kitchen utensil
in the back of a drawer,

in a rented house
that nobody loves.

I've always wondered
what that is.

It's a mouli grater...

(SNIFFLING)
For shredding parsley.

Owen liked parsley sauce
and boiled ham,

it was his favourite.

Do you know what Thursday is?

It's the day we
set for our wedding.

Oh, no, you poor thing.
You should have said.

I don't want to
think about it,

I don't want to make it real!

To think that he'll be
spending it with her,
Janey Tango Face Harris!

And she'll be cooking him

parsley sauce and boiled ham!

Annie, Owen's moved on
with his life.

You need to as well.

I'm dead,
in case you hadn't noticed.

But you've still got loads
to offer,
to the right...person.

Mitchell, I'm a ghost.

No one can even see me.

You know what?
I think you need to meet
some kindred spirits.

Right, we're taking you out.

No. No, thank you.
I still have lots to do.

I haven't even started on
the cupboards yet.

Okay, fine, if you want
to sit here

and cry over a mouli grater...

Oh! (SOBBING)

Oh...

No, okay.

Maybe we can go out,
but just for a bit.

Nice one.
George, get your lead.

(TAINTED LOVE PLAYING)

ANNIE:
Mitchell, it's '80s night.

-Sorry.
-Oh, hello, love!

What are we even doing here?
I hate this music!

You'll see.

Annie, this is Gilbert.

Gilbert. Annie, my housemate.

-Hi.
-Nice to meet you.

Is it?

How can he see me?

Like I said,
he's a kindred spirit.

So you're, are you...

Dead, yeah. Since 1985.

We're just going to
get a drink.

Come on.

-How long have you...
-What's it like...

What's it like
living with Mitchell
and his mate?

George?
Yeah, it's great.
It's great.

I'm really grateful
for the company, actually.

You don't find it
a bit...violent?

Violent? What do you mean?

You know, when they...

kill people?

Oh, no, they don't do that.

Mitchell's on the wagon,
and George,
he restricts himself

to the odd rat or squirrel
in the woods

and he never
brings it home.

Still, it's death
for no reason.

Death for no reason's murder.

I'm a vegetarian.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Hang the DJ!

That tune came out in 1990!

Sorry.

Who are you,
the '80s police?

No, no,
just someone with taste.

Right.

Are you sure this is
a good idea?

This is what she needs,
to meet someone
with the same condition.

Anyway, it'll take
her mind off Owen.

GEORGE: No, fair enough,
it was such a success

the last time you encouraged
one of us to meet someone
with the same condition.

George, my friend,
I do believe
we're being checked out.

You don't have to do anything.
Not unless you want to.

Of course I want to,
I just can't.

I'm not safe.

I never know with you
whether it's Jewish guilt
or werewolf guilt.

They're pretty much
the same thing.

What if I go and chat them up,
and one of them likes me,

and invites me in for coffee
and I get tempted to
smash the granny out of it?

(MUSIC STOPS)

Hello, hi...

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Smash the granny?

Yes, I'm sorry,
that slipped out.

It's my time of the month.

It's the same for you,
though, isn't it?

If you sleep with someone,
you might end up killing her.

I can control myself.

-Yeah?
-Uh-huh.

So what are you waiting for?

Just not in the mood.

You're just a bad penny,
aren't you?

I wanted to make sure
you got your present.

I was thinking of you
the whole time,

thinking of you watching me.

You know, when I was a kid,
my mum, my brothers,

everyone said I was
pretty enough to be in films.

Guess I finally did it.

Yeah, they'd be so proud.

You did this to me.

You made me what I am.

And I'll take
responsibility for that.

But everything since then,
everything you've done,
that was you.

He was horrible,
the guy that they picked.

He was cruel and he hurt me.

What do you mean?
The guy who picked?

Herrick and the others,
they made me do it,
I didn't want to.

They thought that
if you saw the film,

you'd want me and
you'd come back.

They thought that you
wouldn't be able to
stop yourself.

Yeah, well, they were wrong.
I nearly threw up.

Tell me what to say to him,
so he'll know I've tried.

He got so violent the
last time I came to you.

That's when he made me
do the film.

I'm afraid of what
he'll make me do next.

He's strong, you know,
he's powerful.

I don't know what you
want from me, Lauren.

I can't help you any more.

I can barely help myself.

(SOBBING) Please, Mitchell,
don't do this!

Don't keep walking away
from me!

Well, I made it.

Came all the way on the
Number 17 bus by myself.
(CHUCKLES)

Sound.

So why did you want me
to come here?

What's the big surprise?

Come on.

(ANNIE LAUGHS)

Gilbert, where are you
taking me?

You'll see.

I've never seen it before.

It's beautiful.

Beautiful?

I was 22 years old!

I had my whole life to live.

I was happy and I was in love.

Yeah. Well, you can
be happy now.

How can I be happy?

I've lost the only man
I've ever loved more than
anything in this world,

and the children
that I wanted,
that feeling of...

There two "E"s in "fiancee"?

Yeah, there are, yeah.

Annie, you're beyond that now.

Human needs,
cravings, all that.

But the beauty of the world,
I mean,
it's all still here for us.

It's a better place, Annie.

A better place?

Isn't that where we
should have gone?

Oh, no!
No, see, that's what
I used to think, right.

But then I stood
by my grave

and I felt the peace.

You know,
and the stillness of it.

And I knew this is
where I wanted to be.

-Forever.
-Forever?

Well, yeah.

Unless you find some
kind of resolution.

To what?

Your life,
your death even,
you know...

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

You're still here
for a reason, Annie.

(GIRLFRIEND IN A COMA PLAYING)

Those are mine.

And where have you been,
young lady?

I met up with Gilbert.

We went to the cemetery.

He knows how to
show a girl a good time.

No, it was really nice,
actually.

Because made me
realise something
about why I'm still here.

There's clearly some
unfinished business.

Something that I
didn't do in my life.

Something unresolved.

And when I figure it out,
I can move on.

(LOW GURGLE)

Oh, don't ask. The tap.

I've contacted our landlord.

Again.

So what needs to be resolved?

Well, if I knew that,
it wouldn't need resolving,
would it?

Keep up.

So what are you going to do?

Ah-ha.

You don't know, do you?

No. But I'm pretty sure that
it'll involve some highlight
pens and a pad of paper.

What's that face?

It's just my face.

I think that's a good thing,
don't you?

Ugh! God only knows
what she could uncover.

Why do you think
I've never said any of
this to her?

Now you're doing a face.

I think you've grown attached
to her and it's clouding
your judgment.

She needs an answer, Mitchell,

one way or another.

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING)

-Hiya.
-Hi.

I brought that
Marc and the Mambas tape
over for you.

Oh, great.

It's nice to see
you again, Gilbert.

Is it?

(WHISPERS) He's a bit tense.

Mmm, isn't he?

So what are
you two crazy kids
going to do today?

ANNIE: Um, you know,
just hang out,
have fun.

This is fun?

Fun is such
a bourgeois concept.

Oh. Right.

Ha! Twat.

We'll see you later.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Hello.

Hiya.

-Hello.
-Hello, hello.

Do you see what you've done?

You've turned us into a
"Hello, how are you?" program

with the whole
sodding neighbourhood.

We are valued members
of the local community.

Yes, till we inadvertently
kill one of them.

Jesus, lighten up, will you?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

It's sort of a mix of
Euro Goth and French chanson.

Marc Almond described it
as "attempted suicide
put on vinyl".

Gosh. Crikey.

I know.

(TURNS OFF MUSIC)

(ANNIE CHUCKLES)

Gilbert, I wanted to
talk to you.

That thing that
you said yesterday

about me needing to
find a resolution,

it got me thinking.

That's what I need to do.

Finish my unfinished business,
so that I can move on.

Oh, I see.

So what I thought was...

Well, what I wanted to
ask you was,

would you help me?

What, me? Really?

Yeah.

It could be like a task,
or a project that we
do together.

Like collecting every
Echo & the Bunnymen
Japanese import?

Yeah.

Mmm.

So if I did this with you,

we'd probably spend
quite a bit of time together,
wouldn't we?

Yeah, I guess so.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

I could live with that.

(CHUCKLES)

A projector caught fire
during an art history lecture
at the language school.

Most of them were asleep,
apparently.

Yes, that's German,
Italian, Spanish and Russian.

And could you ask them to
hurry up with the translator
for the Israeli girl?

She's in a lot of pain.

Thank you.

Right, does anyone here
speak Hebrew?

What about you George,
you're Jewish?

What? No, only shiksa or
meshuggener, I'm afraid.

(SOBBING)

You're all right.
You're all right.

Um, I can speak
German and Spanish,
if it's any use.

And Italian. And French.

-And Croatian.
-Croatian?

But my Russian's
pretty basic, I'm afraid.

It's a sort of
"Two beers, please.

"My girlfriend's allergic
to dairy products."
That sort of thing.

But I can get by.

Tell me about Annie.

Well. Okay.
Owen and I met at college.

I was studying design and
he was studying computing.

Then we dated, he proposed,

I said yes,
and then he got this job
and we moved to Bristol.

It was our
first place together

and that was really exciting,
but I guess
I missed my friends,

and my mom, and my dad,
and my sisters.

But we had email
and everything,
so it was fine.

And, yeah,
it was just me and Owen.

It was very romantic!

Then I fell
down the stairs and died.

The end.

Well, that was the
dullest story I've ever heard.

Nobody should ever
make a film of that.

Thank God you met me.

It's time you had
some fun, girl.

I thought fun was
a bourgeois concept.

Oh, no,
I'm talking about Gilbert fun.

(TUNNEL OF LOVE PLAYING)

Fascist dictator scumbag!

Sorry, um,
are we actually having
Gilbert fun yet?

(MUSIC PLAYING
OVER HEADPHONES)

(CLANGING)

This has been going on
for months now.

I don't understand why
you won't just
fork out for a plumber.

OWEN:
I told you, I can do this.

JANEY: If it was your house,
you'd have someone round
to change a bulb.

That's different, sweetheart,
that's electricity.

This is much more
straightforward.

I'll just get a book
from the library.

I hate this place.

I didn't ask you to come.

I think you like
coming around here.

You like hanging around
with those two blokes,

pretending you're
a teenager again.

The first time you came round,
I smelt beer
on your breath after.

You're not their friend.

Let them get pally and
they'll take advantage.

Look what happened
to my cousin.

She got all matey
with that scuba diver.

Next thing you know,
she's got a condom
full of heroine

shoved up her special place.

Okay, let's go.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR SHUTS)

Are they gone?

Yeah.

Change of plan.

I don't think it's about me
having Gilbert fun any more.

Why not?

I'm still in love
with my fiance.

-But he's still alive.
-I know.

It's crazy.

We may have
no future together,

he's probably got
another 50 years of life left!

And even when he
does pass over,
he might prefer to spend it

with that filthy orange...

pleb.

But I can't let him go.

He must be very special.

Yeah, he is.

Not that you're not
special, too!

It's just,

I know that's why
I'm here now.

I want to be Owen's wife.

I want to love him,
and cherish him,
and look after him.

So that's what I've
got to do, right,

if I want to find peace?

Thanks for coming with me.

ANNIE: Well, this is nice.

We were going to get
a shoe rack like that
for our hallway.

I saw it in
the IKEA catalogue.

Oh.

Right.

First thing I'm going to do,
put that there
for Owen's keys.

He was always losing his keys.

Every day, he was like,
"Annie, where's my
fucking keys?

"I'm late for work!"

(CHUCKLES)

And I'd be like "Oh, they're
on the fridge,
where you left them, Tiger."

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

How will he know
what it's for?

I'll tell him.

Suggest it to him.

I'd like to be like
his guardian angel

and stop anything bad
from happening to him.

Can you stop him
listening to Michael Buble?

Hang on a second.

Permanently?

You're moving
in here permanently?

I'll see how it goes.

You can't keep
turning up here,

someone might recognise you.

I'm clean.
I haven't had any blood.

I don't know
how much longer
I can last.

-Lauren...
-I need you to stop me
from killing.

I just know I'm
going to kill tonight.

You can't. Listen to me,
you've got to stop yourself.

I killed my first
boyfriend last week.

I didn't make him one of us,

I just drank,

like I could bring back
some of my innocence.

(SOBBING)

It's all I can think about!

When I can kill again,
when I can feed.

It's this screaming pain
in my blood and nerves,

right under my skin.

And it gets
shorter and shorter,

the time I feel good,
after I've killed.

(SOBBING)

There must be
something you can do!

I need something to
keep me going, please.

(MITCHELL GROANS)

Thank you, thank you.

All right, look,
meet me after work.

Just don't kill anyone.

I'll help you,
I promise I'll help you.

(GROANS)

Have you got a light?

Cheers.

Is that an ironic,
post-feminist
fashion statement?

No, it was the only kind
they had at the off-licence.

What's the deal
with you and George?

Every time I see you,
you're together.

It's like you're
attached at the hip.

Are you checking me out
or him?

You know, he worries
about me getting harassed
in the workplace.

Don't worry,
you're not my type.

Not any more.

What about George,
is he your type?

George...

George is...weird.

No one's denying that.

But once you get
past the weirdness,

he's actually the nicest bloke
you could ever meet.

In fact, he'd like to
invite you over for dinner
tonight if you're around.

And I should mention,
he's a really
excellent cook.

-Is he now?
-Mmm-hmm.

Yeah. But it has to
be tonight.

He was pretty adamant
about that.

(STAMMERS) What?
No! Why would you do
something like that?

Because you like her.

And for some bizarre reason
she likes you.

Maybe she's got a thing
about hairy backs.

You play your cards right
you might find out.

No, I told you.
There can't be any of that.

No, no, no, no, no.

It's just a simple meal
between colleagues
and then she's out.

Anything else
is just too risky.

Maybe we need a bit of risky.

No, we most certainly do not!

Really, I cannot believe
you've put me
in this position.

We've no food in the house.

I'll have to buy wine
and proper, proper,
proper coffee.

(MUMBLES NERVOUSLY)

Proper coffee, risotto rice...

Oh, I could try that
new River Cafe recipe.

Yeah.

No, hold on, hold on.
We need to set some ground
rules here about guests.

-Like what?
-Like...don't kill them.

(MITCHELL SCOFFS)

Such a bourgeois concept.

Keys!

-(SHOWER RUNNING)
-(WHISTLING)

(VOCALISING)

(WHISTLING)

Oh, for fuck...

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

What's going on?

I'm making parsley sauce
for Owen.

Why?

Because it's my
unfinished business.

(PIPES CLANK)

See, I realised
I never got to be
a proper wife to Owen.

I never got to do all those
loving little things

to show him
just how much I
care about him.

Like making parsley sauce.

Not just parsley sauce.
There's boiled ham as well.

I'm gonna put it in
a casserole dish

and I'm gonna take it around.

Right. Okay, well, aside from
the fact that's a mental idea
on so many levels,

do you think
you could possibly do it
another night?

Only, I have a friend
coming over for dinner,
a female friend.

Oh, okay.

So I'm contemplating
resolving my death

so that I can move on to
the next dimension,

and you're worrying about
getting your leg over?

I do not want to
get my leg over!

Christ, why does everybody...

It's just a meal
between colleagues.

A simple risotto with
frutti di mare, and I just...

I just want everything to be
normal, for one night. Please?

She can't even hear me,
let alone see me.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, Annie!

I really like this woman

and it would be so nice
to spend an evening with her,

without worrying about her
discovering the existence
of the spirit world,

as well as what I am.

Loads of people
have had an experience
with a ghost.

And if they haven't,
they know someone who has.

It is a lot more socially
acceptable than you may think.

They talk about it
on Loose Women
all the time.

-(DOORBELL RINGS)
-(SCREAMS)

Just go in there!

Get out of the kitchen!

Please!

-No, no, no.
-Fine!

Annie! Over there.

No smoking.

Over there, please.
Over there.

And this...
(TURNS OFF MUSIC)

This stays off.

For God's sake! (EXCLAIMS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

-Hi.
-Hi.

(STUTTERS) Come in, come in.

Erm, this is for you.

-Oh, it's a red, 2006.
Portugal.
-(WOLF WHISTLES)

-Is it all right?
-Yes. (STAMMERS)
It's all real... Oh, yeah.

Erm, go through to
the kitchen, please.

So, er...

-(DINGS)
-Oh, are you okay?

(SIGHS)

Hmm.

I'd like to say I made it...

-Did you not?
-No, I did, I did.

Never really gone
into it, you know,

the reason why I'm still here.

I'm just so happy that I am.

-Are you?
-Yeah!

I mean,

there is a light
that never goes out.

I even thought about trying
to resolve it once, you know,

'cause it'd be sort of like
"ghost suicide", you know.

But, you know, just really
like it here...

especially now.

What happens?

Has anyone you know
ever passed over?

Right, this mate of mine,
he used to haunt
the VIP toilets

at Leyton Orient
Football Club,

singing Andrew Lloyd Webber's
variations,

famously composed
because of a bet he made
with his jealous brother

on an end of season match
against Hull City in 1977.

Anyway, they brought in this
exorcist to speed up his
spirit into the afterlife.

And did it work?

One minute he's giving it,
Tell Me on a Sunday,
the next...

Pff!

Pff!

Is it just you and Mitchell
live here?

Yeah.

So, he's gone out
for the evening.

I guess that means
we're alone.

I guess it does.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CLEARS THROAT)
I guess that means
Mitchell's back.

No, no. It's the stereo.

It's on the blink and just
keeps coming on at

random,
really inconvenient times!

-Nice music, though.
-Oh, you...

-No.
-Oh, okay.

I'll just go turn it off.

(MUSIC STOPS)

-Ah, sorry about that!
-Okay.

Erm, right. Coffee?

Yeah.

(PIPES CLANK AND GURGLE)

-Argh!
-(MUSIC BLARES)

Shall we go upstairs?

Yes, please!

(DOG BARKING)

Look, it's a full moon.

No, not until tomorrow...

apparently.

I've had a really
lovely evening.

-(SOBBING)
-(SIRENS WAILING)

(PANTING)

Did you really throw up
at the DVD?

Only the first dozen
or so times.

(GEORGE GROWLS)

(GROWLS LOUDER)

Oh, God! Oh, God!

What? What's wrong,
what is it?

No, no. Nothing.

I just... I just...
I just can't.

Can't...can't what?

Look, do you
fancy me, or not?

I do.

Oh, Jesus, I do.

Desperately.

But I just can't.

You mean you've
got a problem?

Okay, well, what is it?

Look, I'm a nurse, it's not
going to be anything
I haven't seen before.

You're a man...
You are a man, aren't you?

-You have always been a man?
-I'm...

Oh, God, it's...

I have trouble
containing myself.

We can't keep doing this.

Now is not the time to
tell me you're married.

I need proper blood,
human blood.

We don't have to kill,
we could get it
from the hospital.

You think no one's
ever thought of that?

That kind of blood
doesn't work,
not completely.

The only way to do this
is to go clean.
To stop altogether.

And I will, I promise!

I just need this to
get me started.

Just this last time
and then I'll stop, I promise.

Please, Mitchell.

We can do it together,
we can keep each other strong.

Maybe it's something about
love that's keeping me here.

'Cause I never was
in love in life.

I didn't believe in it.

I just thought love was
just a miserable lie.

But since I met you I...

You're thinking
about Owen, aren't you?

I'm sorry, Gilbert.

I need to go.

I need to be with Owen.

Hey, I'll come with you.

Make sure you get
there safely, eh?

No, no, no.
I got two, Minty got one.

All right,
I got to go, bye.

Happy anniversary.

Mmm, someone's in a good mood!

OWEN: I just want you
to know I really appreciate
all the stuff

that you've been
doing for me lately.

JANEY: What stuff?

OWEN: Aw, come on.

All those sweet little
things you've been doing.

They mean a lot to me.

They make me realise
how you're always
thinking about me.

You mean when I put
that lace teddy on?

(SOBBING)

(SNIFFLING)

Hang on, so you didn't
put this shirt out
for me either?

No!

You know I hate that shirt.

-So who's doing it, then?
-(LOUD BANG)

ANNIE: They're on the fridge
where you left them, Tiger.

JANEY: Owen? What is it?

It's fine! It's fine.

-What are you doing?
-I said it's fine!

Sorry.

Sorry, Owen.

(PANTING)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Why are you looking at a
poster about gonorrhoea?

That's just great...

No, I was hiding from someone.

So that's it?

You've written off the
possibility of having

a relationship
with anyone, ever,

or of ever
having sex again?

Well, haven't you?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING)

(DOOR UNLOCKING)

-Hello?
-Owen!

George?

Mitchell?

(PIPES GURGLE)

All right...

(GURGLING)

To detach the...

Jesus! Ugh.

What are you doing, Owen?

What is that?

Got ya.

(SIGHS)

The thong.

OWEN:
You fucking bitch! Bitch!

No, Owen! Please, Owen!

-Think I'm a fucking mug?
-No...

-Is that what you think?
-No, I would never say...no!

You're cheap, Annie!

You're a fucking little whore,
you know that?

-Don't say that!
-It's embarrassing,
it's tragic!

(ANNIE SOBBING)

-Please, Owen!
-You're pathetic,
you know that?

Ow! Owen, please,
you're hurting me!

Did you wear this for him?
Did you wear it for him?

Did you make him cum, Annie?
Was he good?

-No, no... Stop it!
-Did you enjoy it,
you cheap bitch!

Owen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Owen, please don't...

You fucking bitch!

Oh...

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(DOOR SLAMS)

GILBERT: Anybody home?

Annie, you there?

Sorry, I let myself in.

Annie?

What's wrong?

Owen killed me.

-Give it to me.
-Jesus, can I get in the door?

Just fucking give it to me!

(RETCHING)

What's wrong with it?
It's...it's not right!

I told you. It's not the same.

That kind of blood won't work.
Not for long, anyway.

Why not?

It's not fresh from the kill.

-Shall I heat it up?
-It won't work.

It's not there any more.
There's not enough life
left in it.

It might numb the pain
for a while, but that's all.

Do you not think I'd
have a fridge full?

Let me drink from you again.

-You need to stop, Lauren.
-We had a deal!
You were going to help me!

-I am trying to help you!
-Or I'm just going to
help myself!

You know, I don't really see
where this relationship is
headed any more.

-You can't do this
on your own.
-So maybe I won't.

You want a lift?

Come on, Lauren.
You need to feed,
come with me.

(HOWLING)

George! George, wait, wait!

I need to talk to you.

Nina, I'm really sorry,
but I just need to be
somewhere right now.

Look, please don't be
embarrassed about last night
and you know, your condition.

I'm not... No... I am.

But look,
could we talk about this
another time?

-I just need to be somewhere.
-Where?

Um, uh... It's a thing.

It's just a thing.
But it's quite urgent, so...

-Oh, God, is that the time?
-George, come with me.

No, really.
Yeah, I was just saying
that... No...

It will literally
take a minute.

-No, Nina, I really...
-Come on!

It's nothing to be
ashamed about.

And certainly doesn't mean
you can't have
a really good sex life.

You know, there's all kinds
of fun stuff you can do.

(GEORGE MOANING)

Sorry.
Just clearing my throat.

Carry on.

Okay, it explains in here
how there are many ways

of giving a woman pleasure,
for example, erotic massage.

Uh, you can use this technique
to achieve orgasm

through clitoral stimulation.

Christ!

And you know,
if you ask the woman

to show you how she
gives herself pleasure
when alone,

you'll realise that it's
possible for her to be
sexually satisfied

without, you know,
having to reach
full penetration.

(GROANS)

(YELLS)

(LAUGHS) I wasn't offering a
demonstration, George!
I'm on duty!

Bloody hell, it's always
the quiet ones...

(SQUEALING)

(ANNIE SOBBING)

He must have flushed it away,
but it's like the house
hung on to it.

He got so angry.

He wasn't like that
when we first met.

I mean,
he was a bit moody,
and sometimes he'd...

He'd...

But maybe that was me.

Maybe I am just
so annoying and so...

-pathetic...
-No.

Of course you're not, Annie.

Christ...

You're amazing.

But the man I loved killed me.

Am I really that hard
to love back?

Hey, hey! Come on,
you are loved.

By loads of people.

By me.

What?

I love you.

I really love you.

Hang on.

That door wasn't there.

What is it?

Death.

Well...

Do we go through it?

What happens?
Don't go near it!

No, no, it's for me.

It's come for me.

Come with me.

I can't.

I don't want to go on me own.

No, I mean, I can't.

This isn't for me.

This is your death.

I just needed to meet you.

All this time,

I just needed to meet you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTING)

(GEORGE YELLS)

(NINA SIGHS)

I guess we've, uh,

cured your, you know,

premature, um,
ejaculation thing.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Oh, you're a dead man.

(SIGHS)

At least now I know.

I had sex with Nina last night
and it was bloody marvellous!

Annie was killed by Owen.

Five minutes.

Could I have not just had
five minutes
with the biggest news?

Hey.

Are you all right?

You know what I think?

The house was telling us.

All that stuff about
the pipes and the taps.

It's like it was
all part of you.

It was your memories.
They were...

Affecting the plumbing?

It's stopped now, hasn't it?

Now everything's known.

Well, that's something.

Yeah.

I find out that
the love of my life killed me,

but it's okay,

'cause at least now
we can wash up!

-But he wasn't though, was he?
-Yes, he was!

He loved me.

And I was in love.

It felt like he owned me.

Nobody owns you, Annie.

Nobody can.

(SIGHS) So why didn't I go?

Being with him wasn't it.

Finding out what happened
wasn't it.

So what now?

What's left?

I guess that's what
we'll find out.

-How did she...
-She's a poltergeist.

You got to
control it, Annie.

I don't know how!

(GLASS CRASHING)

GEORGE: We've been
deluding ourselves we could
ever be accepted here

by proper human beings.

We are monsters.

We deserve to be cast out.