02x06 - Episode 6

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TANNOY: Please remain in the terminal.

- Do not step onto the concourse...
- (BOY SNIFFS)

- (BOY SNEEZES)
- Bless you.

Sorry. He's got a touch of flu.

Yeah, it's going round.

Here we are, here you go.
Just have a little lie-down.

- That's it, yeah?
- (ANNOUNCEMENTS ON TANNOY)

Are you going somewhere nice?

Just getting away for a bit.

Somewhere no-one can find me.

God, that sounds great. Ha.

We're off on holiday,

- to the south of France.
- Oh, nice.

It's a long way by coach.

I know.

It's just, you know...

the environment.

- Yes, we should all think of that.
- (BOY SNIFFS)

I don't want to sound
like a twat, but I just...

You know, I do think that we've
all got a responsibility. I just do.

No, you're right, we do. We all do.

- (BOY SNIFFS)
- Why did you have him, then?

Sorry?

Nothing uses carbon
like a first-world human.

Yet you created one.

- Er...
- Why? Why would you do that?

(SHE LAUGHS)

He will produce 515 tonnes
of carbon in his lifetime.

That's 40 trucks' worth.

Having him was the equivalent
of nearly 6,500 flights to Paris.

You could have flown 90
times a year, there and back,

nearly every week of your life,

and still not had the same impact
on the planet as his birth had.

- Yeah, but I don't think...
- Not to mention

the pesticides, detergents,

the huge quantity of plastics,

the nuclear fuels used to keep him warm.

His birth was a selfish act.

It was brutal.

You have condemned others to suffering.

In fact, if you really cared...

what you'd do is cut his
throat open right now.

- Excuse me?
- Or I could do it for you.

I could take out my knife,

make an incision in his neck, walk away.

I'd get my coach over there

and you would have done more than
your bit for the future of humanity.

I could do it now.

(SIGHS)

But look at me chatting. I
think they're about to leave.

(BOY SNEEZES)

I hope he gets over that flu.

But maybe he just shouldn't.

ANTON: They are sleeper
agents. Trained. Brainwashed.

If I am chosen, I will receive a call.

I will go to a car park in
Denham. A car will be waiting.

Inside is an extremely deadly
variant of Russian influenza.

MILNER: Tell Geoff to announce
V-Day. Everything's going to be fine.

GEOFF: They know. So, we have to pay.

20 million in cash is large.

DONALDSON: A year's
worth of Thoraxin, Becky.

It's not a cure, but it's
taking care of the symptoms.

- Eat my f*cking chip!
- (SHE SOBS)

You turned me into a ghost.
What if I did the same to you?

- (g*nsh*t)
- ANTON: Run, Jessica! Please!

Janus stops the vaccine from working.

- No, that's not...
- Listen to me.

The flu vaccine we have
is practically useless.

- Commence.
- Call him back now! Stop him!

You can't sh**t me. I'm the
only one who knows who he is.

(g*nsh*t)

No, no, no, no, no!

Milner!

(MONITORS BEEP, ARBY WHEEZES)

(OXYGEN PUMPS)

(MONITORS BEEP, OXYGEN PUMPS)

- They've said he won't make it.
- What?

- Really?
- Mm.

- Jessica? How's she?
- Not good. She hasn't said a word.

She meets her dad for the first time,
and he tries to k*ll her brother.

God. Families, eh?

What are we going to do about Grant?

Oh, Dugdale said he'd have him.

Give him a stable environment or something.

You know this is all your fault?

Well, you can get your mates to
start putting it right now, can't you?

Yeah.

We should talk about that.

The mother of Ian Johnson

is expected to make an appeal today
for her son to give himself up.

Ian Johnson is wanted for
the m*rder of Joe Ducasor

and for the m*rder of Roy
Johnson, his own brother.

Theresa Johnson will be speaking
later at a press conference

in an attempt to persuade
her son to hand himself in.

Right, so, I just spoke to Leah,

and it turns out things are bad.

The person Milner called is
trained to release Russian flu

from five secret locations
all around the world.

Now, we have no idea who he is,

but the plan is that he
does it just before V-Day,

which should give us 90 days to find him.

But Leah says that if he feels
his mission is in any danger...

there's a secondary protocol.

Tell him the secondary protocol.

The secondary protocol
is release immediately.

He'll start to get the
locations of the flu canisters,

and when he has them all...

Well, that's it.

Now, he'll be watching.

The Network, media, everything.

If the slightest hint gets out
that we know, millions will die.

Which means we can't use
The Network to find him.

- Then how do we find him?
- Well...

We have to do it. Us.

Look, there's three of these men.

The one that gets chosen
goes straight into hiding.

Now, I met one of the three; Paul.
He works in a shopping centre.

We go there,

and if he's not around, well, then we know

he's the one we're looking for.

Ian...

We've had our differences,

and there's things that I am...

sorry for.

But we're on the same side now.

Just to be clear, Wilson.

We're not on the same side, OK?

(DOOR CREAKS)

Oh, and don't start calling
them "the three", OK?

It's not Lord of the f*cking Rings

and you're not a hobbit or a
f*cking space goblin, right?

(FOOTSTEPS DEPART)

(BIRDSONG)

DUGDALE: OK, I can see two ways.

So you've got four people...

who need six eggs.

You can work out how
many eggs for one person.

- Yeah, that would be four into six...
- What are you doing that for?

I want to keep up my schoolwork.

Why don't you join us, Grant?

- (BLADE SCRAPES)
- No, no, no. You put that back.

Put it back, Grant.

- Grant! You put that back!
- Nah.

- (BIRDSONG OUTSIDE)
- I don't think I will.

IAN: So was it fun being with them?

Did you get a kick out of it, Wilson?

Are you angry with me?

Because you betrayed us and joined
the people that k*lled my brother?

I lost my dad, Ian.

You do remember that?

(BOTTLES CLINK)

WILSON: Shit.

- That's Paul. He's still here.
- f*ck.

So... it's not him, then. So we've
got no idea who we're looking for.

(BOTTLE CLINKS)

What are you doing with that?

Is that a sil*ncer? Jesus, Wilson!

- He's trained to release a virus.
- But we can't just k*ll him!

It's OK. Leah can cover this.

That's not what he's talking
about. You wanna just execute him?

You do understand what he's trained
to do? I mean, you do get that?

- He's not the one!
- And what if there's another plan?

How do we know that he's
not some kind of backup?

And how long do we have
before somebody realises

- that Milner is dead?!
- Wilson!

Wilson, this isn't you.

It just isn't.

Look.

We go to his house,
right? We... we break in.

We find stuff out.

But we're not K*llers.

- Nothing.
- Piss on his bed.

What?

It needs to look like a
burglary. Piss on his bed.

I'm not pissing on his bed.

(WILSON SIGHS)

- (UNDOES ZIP)
- Oh, my God. You have changed.

(WILSON BREATHES FAST)

Eurgh. Oh.

- Here.
- Let me see.

With the new OS, there are
glitches, so if he hasn't...

Yes! In through the camera roll.

And that is why you should
always update immediately.

I take it back. You haven't changed.

There's just one number.

Dobri Gorski.

Gorski? That's Donaldson's professor.

He's the bloke that told
Donaldson about Jimmy Deesh.

Yeah, but he's dead.
He... he died last week.

Well, that's odd, because he
called this phone yesterday.

(PAPER RUSTLES)

- (SHE SWALLOWS)
- It must be available somewhere.

I've tried. No-one even knows
about it. It's top secret.

(SHE SIGHS)

I even thought to reconstruct it myself,

but, er... molecular
chemistry's a tricky fucker.

- (BIRDSONG OUTSIDE)
- I've got about...

oh, four days' worth left.

I've made a decision, Ian.

I know I can't ask, but...

I'd like you to be there.

No.

- No, no. There must be another way.
- There isn't.

There isn't, Ian.

And it's my choice.

Not yours.

(SHOES SCUFF)

Oh, yeah. Ha. I'd forgotten about all that.

Turns out Dobri Gorski isn't dead.

He's in custody for m*rder.

What about the hit and run?

That's who he m*rder*d.

The police station. It has to be
you and me, Becky. Ian can't be seen.

I'll call Leah. She'll get us access.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC)

(CRUNCH)

(GLASS CLINKS, HE GRUNTS)

(FOOTSTEPS)

Jesus Christ! What the f*ck...

Terrence? I wasn't expecting
you. Er... not yet, I mean.

- (MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Sh.

Where is it?

There's been a change of
plan. I need the locations now.

It's...

It's in here, actually, behind the
fireplace, top left-hand corner.

(BREATHES HARD)

Two? Just two locations?

That's all I did. Trager has the others.

There's no need for a g*n.

(MAN GASPS)

No. No, Terrence.

Please don't. No!

Sit back now.

What are you doing?

What I'm trained to do.

I won't talk, Terrence.
I won't tell anyone.

(HE SHOUTS)

(GROANS)

(WATER SLOSHES)

(TORCH CLICKS)

(WATER DRIPS, FOOTSTEPS DEPART)

You've still got her blood on you.

Exista trei proteine diferite...

(HE MUTTERS)

Stop that.

Stop that now.

We need to get to know each other.

Do you understand that?

We need to communicate.

She's dead, Jessica.

I saw her go.

(TAP WATER RUNS)

(HE MURMURS)

Ah.

Ah.

Mmm.

(WHEELS SQUEAK)

(WHEELS SQUEAK)

(MONITORS BEEP)

(MONITORS BEEP)

- (MONITORS BEEP)
- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Don't move a f*cking muscle.

Jessica?

Jessica Hyde?

That you?

I've got a good grip on these tubes, Jess.

Think if I yank them out, them
doctors will get in quick enough?

If you hurt him, one second later,
you stop breathing. Understand?

Oh, I understand.

So why don't you come round where I can
see you, see if we can't resolve this?

You're prettier than your photo.

Take your hand off those tubes
and I'll let you walk out.

Nothing scares me.

Nothing in the world.

Except him.

He wants me dead, Jess.

(SHE TAKES A DEEP BREATH)
I'll count to three.

You let go.

I'll put this down.

- He's not gonna make it, Jess.
- One.

- We'd be doing him a favour.
- Two.

Three.

(MONITORS BEEP)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(SHE CATCHES HER BREATH)

- (MUFFLED VOICE ON POLICE RADIO)
- (SIREN BLARES)

(SIREN BLARES)

- (SHOES SCUFF)
- (BREATHES DEEPLY)

Oh...

(SHE PANTS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

- Becky.
- Oh!

Ah, man, I have such a headache.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Oh!

You got a boyfriend?

Cos I think you freaky...

(WHISPERS): and I like you a lot.

(SHE GASPS)

- Are you OK?
- Yeah.

Mm-hm.

So, they, er... they picked Dobri up drunk.

Said that he found
someone, same age, build,

drove a HGV truck on his skull,

and then he...

Oh, f*ck.

He took a hammer and a nail and
individually cracked out his own teeth

and put them inside the man's head.

What was he scared of?

Sort of takes me back, this, you
and me. We made a good team, Becky.

- So if you did want to talk about...
- Let's just do this, Wilson.

(HE GASPS)

Please.

You get me out of here.

Please.

- You're safe. It's a police station.
- Safe? I'm not f*cking safe!

I'm not safe here. I'm not safe anywhere!

- Why? Who are you scared of?
- f*ck.

We're going to help, OK?
We're going to find this guy.

You f*cking stupid?

You not find him! You never find him!

I knew this was coming.

I gave my life to Janus.

But now it's here...

and I...

I want to keep my shitty life.

Why? You think he's going to k*ll you?

Why?

Why... Why would he do that?

I trained them.

I know who they are.

- (DOBRI SIGHS)
- Dobri.

We saw Paul Simpson.

It's not him.

Tell us the names of the other two, please.

We'll find him.

I tell you...

you protect me, eh?

You can't protect me.

No-one can protect me.

(DOBRI BREATHES DEEPLY)

(HE SIGHS)

Paul Simpson.

Terrence Truman.

Michael Johns.

They are the three.

- Now you hide me?
- Look, you're safe here.

There's a whole police station
above you. 12 SCO19 officers...

Oh, that will not stop
him! Do you not listen?

(DOOR CREAKS)

(DOBRI SOBS)

(KEYS JINGLE)

(DOOR SLAMS)

- (WATER SLOSHES)
- (MONITOR BEEPS)

(OXYGEN PUMPS)

(BLADE CLINKS)

WILSON: How could you do that?

How could you sh**t at people you love?

The world's full of love.

Billions of people
loving billions of others.

All that love will turn to
dust when our resources die.

I've seen what people are capable of
when they feel they're losing everything.

Look around.

Do you really think we're so far from that?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Michael Johns is still at his
job in an estate agent in Penge.

We've sent someone to him.

LEAH: And I've also taken care of
Paul Simpson at the shopping centre.

Where did you say? The back?

Er... no, I... I can't see anything.

(g*nsh*t)

It's Terrence. That's
who we're looking for.

(POP MUSIC PLAYS)

Two more.

Great. Just one more to go.

It's a nice cover, this.

- The fish stall.
- Yeah, nice.

I've got a f*cking Fields Medal, you know.

I'll be glad when all
this is over. My wife...

(SILENCED g*nshots)

Bad news. He's k*lling people.

Last night this man, Danny
Silbert, died in the bath

an unfortunate lesson in why
water and electricity do not mix.

He was posing as a lecturer, but he
was actually a Network virologist.

Terrence's DNA was found at the scene,

and then this man was
shot dead this morning.

Again, he was with us.

John Trager. He was quite an
accomplished mathematician, actually.

We know these men visited Roseira,
Ratanda, Laishui, and Hartwell, Georgia.

Terrence is gathering the locations.

He's enacting the secondary protocol.

JESSICA: He's going to
release the virus now?

LEAH: It would appear so, dear.

Call me "dear" again, and
I'll cut your face off.

So who's got the last location?

That's exactly what we
have to find out, d...

BECKY: Are they linked
in any way? The dead men?

They were at the same university.

What, we have to go through all this?

I thought it was best to be thorough.

(SIGHS)

What would you have done...

in the van, if I did try and sh**t Paul?

You don't think it's ever justified?

Where can it lead?

Look at Milner.

Look at Grant.

Once you k*ll, I...

- I don't think you come back.
- Milner said...

when she took life, it felt like she was...

bleeding inside.

I don't know. Maybe you
can come back. I mean...

things change.

Look at us.

Well, we're talking, Ian.

Where's Becky?

(HE SIGHS)

(BIRDSONG)

What the f*ck are we doing here?

Are you all right, Geoff?

This...

is a detailed confession of
everything I've been involved in.

I'm getting out. Brazil.

I've got friends there.

But we'll never be safe
unless we bring them down.

This is expl*sive, but it
needs to be corroborated by you.

I'm gonna give you this and an address,
and when I'm gone, you send it there.

And you get five million.

(HE SNIFFS)

What about your wife and kids?

I've thought about that, and I...
I think they'll be fine, I really do.

And I'll send for them later.

And, er... my family?

Did you forget about them?

Michael! What the f*ck are you doing?
What the f*ck are you doing? Jesus Christ!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Stop it!

- Aah!
- You!

You listen to me, you weaselly gobshite!

You dragged me screaming into this filth,

and now you want me to get you out?

Well, you're gonna stay
where you are. You get it?

You're gonna stay smiling, grinning,

do what you're told, or
I'll f*cking k*ll you myself!

(HE GROANS AND COUGHS)

(BIRDSONG)

(CHAIR SCRAPES)

- What you doing?
- French.

French?

French don't stop b*ll*ts.

- French won't f*cking help you when...
- Grant.

Stand up and come here.

I asked you to come here.

Now, you're a young man.

I can't tell you what to do or what to say,

but I do not want you scaring Alice.

Do you understand?

I asked if you understood.

Yeah. Sorry.

And while you're in this house, you
will not turn the air blue. You got it?

- Sorry, Mrs. Dugdale.
- Now, I want you to go upstairs,

get the knife, and bring it back
down to the kitchen where it belongs.

And behave!

Yes, Mrs. Dugdale.

And Grant?

You can call me Jen.

(SHE SIGHS)

JESSICA: You didn't tell her about us.

I'm sorry about your brother, Ian.

Thank you.

- I'm sorry about yours.
- He's fighting like a bastard.

Is it weird to say I'm proud of him?

Why didn't you tell her?

It didn't seem right.

That's fair.

I understand.

(SHE BREATHES DEEPLY)

There's a cupboard over there.

- What?
- We could go inside.

- You and me.
- Are you serious?

There's nothing wrong with two people
in pain holding onto each other.

Jesus f*cking Christ,
Jessica. I'm with Becky.

OK? I'm with Becky.

(WHISPERS): But not for
long. We both know that.

BECKY: I found it. I... I f*cking found it!

OK, we've been looking for
connections with other students;

mathematicians, virologists
and whatnot, right?

Well, it turns out
Donaldson studied there too,

and guess who was a professor
to all three of them?

Oh, Christ.

Dobri. Dobri Gorski.

(DOBRI SNORES)

(FUEL POURING INTO VENT)

(FUEL POOLING)

(HE SNORES)

(HE SNIFFS AND GRUNTS)

(HE GASPS)

(FUEL TRICKLING)

(FUEL DRIPPING)

(HE WHIMPERS)

(KNOCKING) Help me! Help me!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Get me out of here! Get me...

(HE BREATHES HARD)

(HE GASPS)

(DOBRI SCREAMS)

LEAH: There was a break-in
at Dobri's house last night.

It's safe to assume Terrence
now has the last location.

Oh, my God. So, he... he's
gonna go Fat Man on him?

- Now? It's actually happening?
- No, no. No, no.

- This is good news.
- How the f*ck is this good news?

Don't you understand?
This is an opportunity.

He will release the virus here first.

So he's on his way to Denham right now.

How does that help? We know
it's a car park. But which one?

Dobri was there. He will have
parked. We check his credit card.

But what if he paid cash?

Then we are all very f*cked, dear.

(MONITORS BEEPING)

(IAN BREATHING HARD)

They know where Terrence is
going. We're closest, Jessica.

It's a car park in Denham. They
think he's going there right now.

I can't leave him alone.

I can't leave him.

Look, the others are coming
back. They'll be 40 minutes.

I can't do this on my own.

Jessica, please.

(BEEPING)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(g*nshots)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(TYRES SCREECH)

- (TYRES SCREECH)
- (CRASH)

(g*nshots)

(CREAKING)

(JESSICA WALKING)

(BROKEN GLASS CLINKING)

(CLATTERING)

(HE GRUNTS AND PANTS)

(HE GRUNTS)

(BREATHING HARD): Right. Right.

Right.

(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)

(DOOR BANGS)

(g*nsh*t)

(PANTING)

(STABBING)

- Aah!
- I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(BLADE CLINKS)

(TERRENCE GROANS)

(IAN GRUNTS)

Terrence? What are you doing?

(HE GASPS)

Terrence, please.

Terrence, don't release it!

The vaccine doesn't work.

It's gonna k*ll millions.

(CATCHES CLICK)

Don't. Don't!

- (CATCHES CLICK)
- Please.

Terrence! Terrence!

(WHISPERS): Please.

- (HE GRUNTS)
- (CATCHES CLICK)

(g*nsh*t)

(HE SOBS)

(HE SNIFFS)

(CHORAL MUSIC)

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(SHE MOANS)

What can you see?

Marius.

He's... he's just grinning at me, Ian.

(SHE MOANS)

Hey. Hey, look at me.

Just look at me.

Has he gone?

(SHE MOANS)

(SHE SIGHS)

This...

is Nembutal. Strictly speaking,

I should take it with an antiemetic,
but I think it should be OK.

- Jesus Christ, Becky. Please stop.
- No. It's today.

I'm doing it today.

I've only got two days of Thoraxin left.

I just want to spend my last
hours with someone I love.

Now, I know it's too much to ask of you.

But I am asking.

OK.

(WHISPERS): Thank you.

(DOOR SHUTS)

OK, everything's arranged.

Er... Jen, I've done the dishes.

Er... do you want anything else doing?

Er... no. Why don't you go in
with Alice and do some schoolwork?

It's... it's OK, Grant. She'll help you.

- Yeah, OK, OK.
- OK.

- Hello, Mr. Dugdale.
- Er... yeah, hello.

Hello, hello, Grant.

Yeah, I don't understand it either.
Let's not question it.

- So... we're all go, then?
- We leave today.

We're... we're meeting Wilson later.

He's got them to get us new
passports, IDs, everything.

It'll be another country tomorrow.

It's a whole new life for all of us.

This is the right thing.

OK.

That's it. All ready to go.

Did they manage to pick up
the other canisters? The virus?

They did. The locations
Terrence had were right.

So that's all...

I can't believe Milner, thinking
it's OK to lose so many lives.

Well, don't try and figure her
out, Wilson. You'll go f*cking nuts.

That thinking, though. I mean, losing
that much life is never acceptable.

But losing some is.

There are villages and
towns in remote places;

islands, deserts accessed by one road;

places where a virus could be released,

and controlled,

without risk of spread
to the wider population.

See, she was wrong, Michael.

You don't need a pandemic for
people to take the vaccine.

You just need the fear of a pandemic.

Er...

have you got our IDs? We... we just
want to go now. We have a flight to...

I'm afraid that's not on any more.

We're gonna need you to go home.

"We"?

On my command, that man will
start to execute your family.

Grant first, then Alice. Finally Jen.

There are people putting cameras
up in your house, your work,

where you get your coffee, right now.

We're going to tag you this time.

We're going to make
sure you're watched 100%.

You'll be watched in your sleep.

We have to do this, Michael.
Look at Alice and Grant.

What kind of future do you
want for people like them?

(WHISPERS): Wilson.

Jesus Christ.

- Don't...
- I promise you, I'll be better than her.

When all this is done,
I'll let you go. All of you.

Count on that.

Wilson, Wilson. Wilson.

Don't... don't do this.

Please. This is not you.

No.

I don't think I am me.

Not any more.

Take your family home.

Now.

(SUITCASE IS UNZIPPED)

(HE LAUGHS)

(HE SIGHS)

(HE SNIFFS)

(OXYGEN MASK WHEEZES)

(BOTH LAUGH)

- You are filthy.
- I'm getting up.

Go and get me a drink.

(BECKY AND IAN CHUCKLE)

I'm just getting some champagne.

You... you're doing amazing.

I saw you laughing. It's great.

(DOOR BANGS AND CREAKS)

- Well, I didn't expect you here.
- I...

I just wanted to say bye.

- Are you scared, Becky?
- Yeah.

Sort of... terrified.

But I know it's what I want.

And you think this is right?

For him, I mean?

Have you ever looked into the eyes
of someone you love who's dying?

It's not something that leaves you.

(SHOES SCUFF)

You wanted to see me?

(SPOON CLATTERS)

Am I supposed to be scared?

(WILSON BREATHES DEEPLY)

So, revenge, is it?

This isn't you, Wilson.

You're not this.

There's no reason to k*ll me,

and we both know you need a...

(g*nsh*t)

(ANTON MUMBLES)

Ah... she must stop.

What? Anton, are you... Are you all right?

You asked me to reconstruct
this... what, Thoraxin?

- Yeah, yes.
- It doesn't exist. There is no Thoraxin.

She must stop taking it.

- But then what is it?
- Well... ha!

It... it's a rather complex opiate.

It's mildly addictive, somewhere
between heroin and caffeine.

- Hallucinatory as she took more.
- It's... No, no, hang on. She had...

- What?
- She had shakes, tremors. She had fits.

Yes, yes. Withdrawal. It was withdrawal.

So is she ill?

Well, she has the genetic mutation.

But I have no reason to
believe it has triggered.

I think she's well.

- An opiate?
- Yes.

Why would Donaldson do that?

Well, there are bad people in this world,

people who need to control others.

Becky!

Becky, I just...

No, no, no. Becky? Becky!

Becky! Becky!

Becky?

No. No, no, no. Come on. Becky.

(HE PANTS)

(HE WAILS)

(HE SCREAMS)

(HE GROWLS AND MOANS)

(HE SOBS)

(WILSON SCREAMS)

(WILSON GROANS)

- Come with us now.
- What?

(HE GROANS)

(HE MOANS)

Please.

Oh!

That's it, that's it. It's OK.

It's OK.

- (SHE COUGHS)
- That's it. That's it.

That's it, you're OK. You're OK.

You're not ill. You're not sick. It's OK.

Becky! Becky!

Get the f*ck off me! Becky!

Becky! Becky!

(HE GASPS)

(HE SOBS AND MOANS)

- (BLADE CLINKS)
- Aah! Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

(HE SCREAMS)

Aah! Oh!

Urgh! Urgh!

Oh! Oh!

Ah! Oh!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

(HE BREATHES DEEPLY)