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We're looking for Ashdale. Oi! Do that again,

you'll need a bandage of your own. Keep your knickers on, love.

We can't just sit around. We're getting the ferry.

There is room in the car if you change your mind.

Hello there, young man. We're looking for a girl

that comes in here. She sends letters and packages to Ireland.

I think I know the very one.

We're looking for someone.

I'm Fangoria Fangirl.

Found this. Christ.

Hello?

MUFFLED SCREAM

Hey! hey! Hey!

Detectives are keen to speak to three teenagers from Ireland

who were seen in the area.

SHE HUMS ALONG

MUSIC DISTORTS AND FADES

Oh.

It were...

..Kate Bannon.

She gave them to me in school.

I didn't even w...want them.

I...

I wa... I was going to give them back.

HE BREATHES RAPIDLY

This is the word of the Lord.

Thanks be to God.

Now, I'd like to invite the chair of the commemoration committee,

my dear sister Ethel Greaves,

to say a few words about plans for this year's centenary ceremony.

This year, we will commemorate 300 years since the people

of this parish sacrificed themselves to rid a plague from this land.

As we approach this milestone,

we must pause to ask ourselves why?

Why do we gather to remember?

Well, it's because the plague never really goes away.

It only changes form.

Today, we deal with a new kind of a virus...

..infecting our children,

turning them towards depravity and sin.

I'm speaking about the scourge of sadism,

violence... SCREAMING

..and fornication

being spread through the medium of video.

CONGREGATION MURMURS

Now, I have...

..obtained some of these tapes.

You may find some too.

Bring them to be burned,

to say to God and country that we will deny them

a place in our society.

We, as a community, must do whatever it takes,

big or small, whatever it takes.

MURMURS OF AGREEMENT

Whatever it takes.

APPLAUSE

That was smashing, Mum.

Ashdale is awake.

The rest of the country needs the alarm bell.

Ode To Joy by Beethoven

Police in Chesterfield are continuing to investigate the murder

of a teenage girl near Ashdale.

Detectives earlier admitted they're exploring a possible link

to video nasties, amid rumours that the murder

bore a resemblance to... SHE SWITCHES RADIO OFF

We need to stop for petrol soon.

Look, stop. There's loads left.

And what happens when it gets dark and we're stuck

in the middle of nowhere?

Relax, Maureen, will you?

I've never run out of petrol in my life.

Everyone knows the red line's a sham, anyway.

Oh, so they just stuck it in there for no reason?

Look, I'm not stopping, all right?

I just want to get there. OK!

Why are we fighting?

This isn't even about petrol, is it?

Oh, no. Listen, Abe, this isn't about the kids.

It's a simple matter of miles to the gallon. That's all it is.

Who said anything about the kids?

I'm talking about you two, the constant arguing.

Why don't you just talk to each other?

Oh, back off!

Talk? About what?

If you can't talk about something, you can't deal with it.

Excuse me, I don't want relationship advice from you,

thank you very much. Yeah.

Do I need to point out the obvious?

Eileen left you.

Yeah, well, go and ask her about that.

Nothing to do with me.

Ha! Is that what you think?

That she just ran off with some other man on a whim?

She always thought you were so cold towards her.

She didn't know if you loved her or if you just thought she was an idiot.

I just pray to God you're not the same way with Billy.

She left us.

Left him.

People will say anything to justify themselves.

Frank. What?

Frank, have you missed the...?

You've missed the turn!

Jesus, you're such a gobshite!

MUFFLED SCREAMS

SHE PANTS

She wakes.

Welcome back to the land of the living.

Might be a short stay.

THEY WHIMPER

Told you.

Told you there was room.

Now we can get to know each other.

Fully.

Stop! Stop!

Excuse me, I'm trying to have a conversation here.

You're going to get what's coming to you.

CON SCREAMS

ZOE SCREAMS

Help! Help! Help!

Argh!

Help! Help!

Get... Get off!

Fuck off!

No!

SCREAMING CONTINUES

No!

SHE GRUNTS

No! I said no!

Put her back.

Put her back.

HE SIGHS

I told you to guard the door.

This? No.

We are guardians of God's will.

The devil waits for us.

Do not be tempted.

They're not to be harmed in any way.

When they die, they die clean.

No injuries, no evidence.

Nothing that points to anyone else.

MUFFLED SCREAMS

BLADE GLIDES

Keep your distance.

Guard the door.

Pray and repent.

And get the drill just in case.

Don't worry. I have no intention of making you suffer.

When the time is right and the world is baying for blood,

you'll go quickly...

..at each other's hands.

And everyone will know you killed that girl...

..and those videos made you do it.

Please!

We just want to go home.

We all want to go home...

..to our Lord and Saviour.

Think of this as your calling.

It is a noble thing to lay down one's life.

You're here to give yourselves for our souls.

For arseholes?

No, for...

No, for our souls!

OUR SOULS!

You see?

Warped little minds.

You're too far gone.

But you'll save others.

Now...

..rest up.

Say your prayers.

You're about to be famous. MUFFLED WHIMPERS

DOOR CLOSES

ENGINE REVS WEAKLY

What's going on?

Ugh!

You're some specimen, do you know that?

You see that? That's contempt.

Classic sign of marital problems.

Fuck off, Abe. ABE CHUCKLES

Seriously! With pleasure.

I knew that... Don't!

I don't want to hear it, Maureen.

No! I was going to say one thing... No, Maureen.

I saw the news in the house.

There was a girl killed in the woods last night.

Right by the lake.

I told you it wasn't nothing.

And she was the postmistress.

They're some fucked-up family.

They've landed us here

and they're going to put us on the hook for everything.

The police think we did it.

I don't...

Why us?

Because you were the perfect mark, Billy.

Some weirdo who's obsessed with video nasties.

What are we going to do?

What's the plan? I don't... I don't know.

I don't have anything.

SHE SIGHS

CLANGING

Con, what are you doing?

The pen knife.

I think I can get it.

Hurry up, then!

Ah!

Hurry!

I've got it!

I've got it.

DOOR OPENS

Hide it, hide it!

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

DRILL WHIRS

You after doing something funny? What?

Cos I am...

..dying to do a bit of DIY.

We need some water.

Hey!

She said we're not to be harmed.

We're going to die of thirst in here.

If you help me, I can help you.

Yeah.

All you have to do is go and get us some water.

And I can help...you.

No-one has to know.

No.

No, no, no, no, no!

DRILL WHIRS No!

You're on the devil's business.

And I don't deal with the devil.

You stay away from me.

Come on, Con.

I can't pick it up.

Well, slide it over here, then.

Come on.

KNOCK ON DOOR

DOOR OPENS

Hi. Hello.

Sorry, I know it's late.

I ran out of petrol.

It sounds like you have a generator back here.

If you could give me enough just to get into Ashdale,

I'd be very grateful.

I'm looking for my son. He's missing.

He travelled from Ireland.

He's in some trouble, but he's a good boy.

He didn't do anything wrong.

I think maybe I did.

Stay here. Yes.

Don't go walk...walkabouts.

No.

Get rid of him.

Quickly!

RUFFLING

Oh!

Sh! Somebody could be coming.

Got to wait by the door, OK?

Someone will come in eventually.

We push them out of the way and we make a run for it.

We use this if we have to.

Yeah?

No.

Not me.

I got us into this mess, all right? I...

I don't know.

It's all right.

It's not your fault.

Did you hear me?

Everything that's happened...

..it's not your fault, OK?

I trusted that freak.

This is on me.

Kings will be your guardians,

and they will bow down to you with their...

Bow down...

Kings will be your guardians,

and they will bow down to you with their faces to the earth,

and you will know I am the Lord.

Those who hopefully wait for me will not...

Sir? Sorry, I... Where's the fuel?

It's not in the cabinet.

What?

One of their parents is looking for them.

They broke down and came to the door looking for petrol.

My mum... Mum wants me to...

The generator. Go. Now.

Kings will be your guardians and they will bow down to you

with their faces to the earth...

BILLY URINATES

Seriously, Billy?

What?

What? I'm bursting! Do you want me to piss myself?

What am I doing with the knife?

I'm absolutely shitting myself here.

What are you doing?!

Apaches.

What?! Apaches.

Remember that scary-ass PSA film where the kid dies in, erm,

in a slurry pit?

Yeah. So?

So this used to be an animal shed, right?

There must have been a pit under here.

The cow shit has to get out somehow.

Exactly.

They pipe it through these big channels.

That's the way out.

The way out?

Come on!

Thank you.

God bless you.

Ooh! That was lucky.

What are the odds of finding someone up at this hour?

Well, er, insomnia is a killer.

HE LAUGHS

You are funny.

Yeah, you'd best be on your way.

Who's going first?

I'll do it.

We don't know how deep it is.

How are we going to get down?

Where the fuck is he?

This is your mess.

Fine, aye. Take his side.

Well, at least he's willing to man up and sort it out.

What's with the big Abe crush all of a sudden?

You hated him two hours ago.

Yeah, well, maybe he's talking some sense.

Maybe we're in denial.

About what?

I don't know.

About everything. About us.

About the kids. About the fact that we don't speak any more.

About the fact that we don't ever... Jesus Christ!

Just drop it.

If you can't talk about something, then you can't deal with it.

HE SCOFFS

What? Now you're quoting him!

He's fucking Oscar Wilde now, is he?

Why don't you just go and shag him and be done with it?

Huh! At least one of us would be getting some.

You're the one who can't...

What?

Nothing. No, go on, say it.

Oh, nothing, nothing.

You know what I'm talking about, though. Mm.

That's because you lay there like a corpse.

Sorry, Maureen, but necrophilia's never been my thing.

Fine.

Go ahead and blame me for your problems.

Cos you're soft, Frank.

You're just soft.

I slept with someone else.

No complaints there, I can tell you.

It's not me who's got the problem.

Excuse me.

It doesn't look like a slurry. It smells like one.

Oh, God.

What if there's no way out?

Billy!

BILLY GRUNTS

Come on!

Ah!

Ah, Con!

THEY GASP

Oh, God!

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, my...

Oh, oh, oh... What are we doing here?

Oh, my God! Hey, hey, hey.

Look at me, look at me.

It's going to be OK, all right?

It's going to be OK.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

DRILL WHIRS Hey!

THEY GROAN

Oh!

Con, do something!

CON SCREAMS

GROANING CONTINUES

Go! Go!

BILLY GRUNTS

Go, go, go!

Stay down, stay down!

Just stay down!

You let them get away.

No, no, no. No...

Argh!

THEY PANT

Wait, wait!

What? We need to go back.

What?! The tape!

Are you mental?

Forget it, Billy. Just keep running.

Come on! Come on!

Dad?