Tormented (2009)

[bunniefuu]

[gentle music]

[mysterious music]

[boinging]

[solemn music]

[eerie vocalizing]

How should we remember Darren Mullet?

To his parents, he was a beloved son.

To his teachers, he was a fine student,

bright and eager to learn.

But to the majority of us,
he was a friend.

-Bullshit!

You f*cking hypocrite!

-How dare you!

Get him out of here!

-You weren't Darren's friends!

He didn't have any!

That's why he k*lled himself!

You k*lled him!

All of you, you m*rder*d him!

[Jason shouts]

-You're not all the bloody ticket, you.

There's people in there crying, upset.

Show some respect!

-I hope you all rot in hell!

[solemn music]
[eerie vocalizing]

[rock music]

♪ I'm not afraid to let you k*ll me ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ No other way to fill your hollow bones ♪

♪ I'll fade into the shadow with you ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ So dead in love, so dead in love ♪

♪ Did you hear my heart stop beating ♪

♪ Guess it's never enough ♪

♪ No, it's never enough ♪

♪ Until my heart stops beating ♪

♪ So dead in love ♪

♪ So dead in love, so dead in love ♪

♪ Did you hear my heart stop beating ♪

-Get in.

The d*ck's giving us the afternoon off.

-Gotta love the d*ck.

-Oh, yes.

-Woo-oo.

Woo-oo.

-Death is so erogenous.

I wish I was dead.

[phone chiming]

-Party at Bradley's tonight.

-Hmm.

-You got a problem?

-I think suicide is so beautiful.

-Not the way Mullet did it.

You gotta slash your wrists.

-That boy hanged himself.

How can that be an excuse for a party?

-Oh, don't worry, sweetie.

No one was going to invite you anyway.

[girls laughing]

-Okay, guys.

I'm going to ask Justine to the party.

-Lexy, just 'cause she's Head Girl,

it doesn't mean
she gives the best head.

-Oh.

Well, I think she's interesting, so...

-Interesting?

What, you want to give me a kiss?

-No.
-No?

-Didn't you used to be friends with him?

-It's just my mother knew his mother.

It was embarrassing.

-Your parents think because they have something in common

with someone, you have to have something

in common with their brats.

I f*cking hate that.

f*cking hate it.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah, who is that?

-That's Jason Banks.

He was a friend of Darren Mullet.

-Hey, Justine, great speech.

-Oh, I didn't think I did him justice.

-I haven't got anything in common with anyone.

-Nor do I.

-I don't either.

-Nor do I.

-Nothing.

-Not a thing in common with anyone.

-Yeah, I said it first.

-I think she's quite nice.

-Sophie, you think everyone's nice.

The girl's a frigid, kiss-a*s b*tch.

-So a few of us are going to Bradley's later for a party.

-Inappropriate.

-She smells really nice.

-Why have you started smelling Justine Fielding?

-Why have you started smelling her?

-What? You smell nice.

-Oh, thank you.

-You smell like cabbage.

-What?

-f*cking cabbage?

-Come on, fun will be had, I promise you.

-She's coming to my house
to watch Atonement tonight.

-You could do that tomorrow night.

Or next week.

Or never.

-Rah!
-I didn't use lube!

-And you won't really know anyone.

-Bradley, Bradley, Bradley.

Bradley, Bradley.

-I think I can hear a whining noise.

-No, no whining noise, no.

Word is there's gonna be
a bit of a party at yours later?

-Dude, we're at a funeral,
show some f*cking respect.

[teens laughing]

-[Girl] What the f*ck?

-The digits.

-If anything goes wrong, I'm on speed dial.

-Helena, I wouldn't mind having some fun

for once in my life.

-Well.

We have fun.

[upbeat music]

♪ If you don't wanna be my best friend ♪

♪ Then why am I still in your bed ♪

♪ If you can't stand the way I talk ♪

♪ Then why am I still here ♪

♪ If we can't work it out ♪

♪ Then how about getting your stuff and movin' out ♪

♪ If we can't be lovers again ♪

♪ If I don't give you anything ♪

♪ Then why are you still hanging on ♪

♪ Why are you still hanging on ♪

♪ Why are you still hanging on ♪

♪ If you can't see I'm everything ♪

♪ I'm everything you'll ever need ♪

♪ You must be out of your head ♪

♪ I don't know what planet you're on ♪

♪ But I wanna be on it with you ♪

♪ I don't know where you get off ♪

♪ I don't know what planet you're on ♪

♪ But I wanna be on it with you ♪

♪ I wanna be on it with you ♪

-Look like someone discovered Primark, then?

♪ If you don't wanna be my best friend ♪

♪ Then why am I still in your bed ♪

♪ If you can't stand the way I ♪

[record scratches]

-Oi, oi, oi, oi.

Check this, check this!

We got the m*therf*cking five-oh in the crib!

Oh!

Listen, Listen, I'm gonna get old school here for a minute.

♪ H to the E to the A to the D ♪

♪ I look with my eyes ♪

♪ Can't believe what I see ♪

♪ I'm a lyrical gangster ♪

♪ I rap till I choke ♪

♪ Head girl here ♪

♪ Can't you see that's a joke ♪

-What you saying, blud?

I invited her, yeah?

Chill out, blud.

-What's your problem, bro?

-Have we got a problem, huh?

-No, listen, it's all good, it's all good.

-Hey, where are you going?

-I knew I shouldn't have come.

-Yeah, screw the party.

If we hurry round to Helena's, we can still catch the movie.

-Have you been upsetting my guests?

-Nah, bro, I was joking.

You get me?

-Don't play with the boobs.

-I ain't your f*cking bro.

-Listen, you lot need to chill out.

It's Darren Mullet's leaving do.

The fat twat is dead.

You gotta drink to that.

You get me?

Give me some.

-Why the f*ck would you even say that sh*t to me?

-Bradley, mate, it's me.

-Sort him out.

Mate, come on.

-Bradley, it's me, it's Jeremy.

Come on.

Come on, man.

-Suck my t*tties!

[water splashing]

-Alex, nobody wants me here.

-I do.

-f*ck you.

And f*ck Darren Mullet as well!

[teens laughing and cheering]

-Come on.

♪ I wanna be on it with you ♪

♪ I wanna be on it with you ♪

-So beautiful.

Keira's definitely gonna win the Oscar this year.

Let's watch it again, with the commentary off this time.

[upbeat music]

-Is there somewhere quiet we can go?

-I can't hear you.

-Is there somewhere quieter we can go?

-Yeah, yeah, we can go upstairs.

-[Justine] Okay.

-Okay, good.

This is Bradley's room.

Obviously.

I'm sorry about the artwork.

This probably isn't how you imagined our first date, but-

-Oh, this is a date now?

-Yeah, that was the basis I was working on.

-Well, it's a pretty cheap date, Alex.

-Yeah, but technically it still qualifies.

We're okay?

We're not okay?

-We're okay.

-Well, if this is a date,
then it does mean

at some point
we're gonna have to do some kissing.

You know, they're the rules,
I'm as annoyed about it

as you are.

-You know, probably more so.
-Really?

-Yeah.

-And will that be happening any time soon?

-Die, you f*ck!

Change weapon.

f*cking change weapon.

-Hang on.

-What is it, babes?

-Oh, it'll only be Alexis
asking for more muscle

to prise the princess's knees apart.

-It's from Mullet.
-Shut up.

It's not funny.

-I'm not joking, it's his number.

-Well, it'll only be his little friend.

You know, Jizzum Wanks?

-You mean Jason Banks?

-Oh, isn't that what I said?

-He says I'm a f*cking b*tch.

-Obviously knows you, then.

-Piss off, Bradley.

-Oh, my God.

He says I'm a filthy slag.

-[Electronic Voice] You're a batty boy.

You're a batty boy.

-Okay, joke's over.

All right, Jizzum Wanks, you creepy little twat,

tomorrow at school I'm gonna make kebabs out of your nads.

Sweet dreams.

-What did he say?

-Nothing, but I could hear him breathing.

[heavy breathing]

[phone chiming]

-Sorry.

-[Electronic Voice] I'm gonna k*ll you. [laughing]

I'm gonna k*ll you. [laughing]

I'm gonna k*ll you. [laughing]

[tense music]

[chainsaw buzzing]

-Someone could walk in on us.

-It's just me and you.

[chainsaw buzzing]
[Justine screaming]

[Bradley laughing]

-Punked, you f*ck.

-Hug your pillow.

Hug your pillow.

-f*ck you, all right?

f*ck off.

-Mullet?!

Mullet!

Where you at?

Where you hiding, fool?

Sick.

-I think we should have a toast to Shrek.

-To who?

-Darren Mullet, the guy we planted today.

-Oh, I can't drink to that.

-They didn't mean we're celebrating.

They just, you know, to say goodbye.

-Hmm.

-That's all she meant, Justine.

-Why'd you call him Shrek?

-Why do you think?

Because he was big and green and ugly?

-Except he wasn't actually that green, though, was he?

-But, f*ck me, was he ugly.

[teens laughing]

-Darren Mullet, wasn't that the skinny kid

who threw up in assembly?

-That's f*cking priceless, Justine.

You spoke at his funeral and you didn't know who he was.

-Well, in that case, we should definitely give him

a proper sendoff, right?

Justine, why don't you do the toast?

-Rest in peace, Darren Mullet.

-[Teens] Lardy Boy!

-To Lardy Boy.

-Mm.

Mm, rest in piss, bro.

[boy groaning]

[boy laughing]

[urinating]

[tense music]

♪ One for my homies, one for my blud ♪

♪ One for my jeans ♪

Paying my respect the only way I know how.

Mullet, I bet the only reason you hung yourself

was 'cause you were trying to get a hard-on.

You were just trying to get wood, boy.

[boy gasping]
[eerie music]

[upbeat music]

♪ That's the start, the middle and the end ♪

♪ Aren't you glad the universe pretends? ♪

♪ If I don't get this message honed ♪

♪ Once again I'm gonna hate alone ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

-Justine, Jason and I were discussing

his little outburst yesterday.

And while I accept that he was upset

about the loss of his friend-

-I didn't lose him.

He k*lled himself.

-Unless I hear an apology, I will have no choice

but to contact your parents.

-I'm sorry I called you a hypocrite.

-There, that wasn't so hard, was it?

Thank you for coming in, Justine.

-[Woman On intercom] Richard, Jeremy Prendergast's

mother called.

He went to a party last night
and he hasn't come home.

If I know Jeremy,
he's probably lying drunk

in a gutter somewhere.

I dare say he'll turn up.

[motor humming]

[eerie music]

-Wait, Jason.

Look, I'm really sorry about
what happened to your friend.

What was I supposed to say?

-You could have told the truth.

-What, with his parents sitting there?

I could hardly say, "I'm sorry your son's dead,

but I didn't know who he was."

-You don't even remember him?

-No, I don't.

-He was completely in love with you.

-Don't be stupid, he didn't even know me.

-Of course he knew you,
everyone knows you.

You're like Princess f*cking Diana
in this dump.

Darren thought the sun
shone out of your as*h*le.

Well, if your friend liked me,
why didn't he say anything?

-You'd have laughed in his face.

-No, I wouldn't, I'm not like that.

-Okay, I'm not blaming you.

It's just is how it is.

You keep to your kind, and we'll keep to ours.

-I don't have a kind.

-Snotty, spoilt b*tches, that's your kind.

-Yeah, and what's yours?

-My kind are the people you can't quite remember.

Darren would have wanted you to have this.

-Wait, Jason.

"I'm sorry, I can't go on anymore.

They won't leave me alone.

And now Justine has joined in.

I don't know what I did to make her hate me.

She was my angel and I will watch over her for all eternity.

Goodbye.

Darren.

[woman shouting]

I'm so, so sorry.

-What had you so enraptured?

Is it a note from your boyfriend?

-No, no, it's nothing.

-I understand you've been offered a place

to read law at Oxford.

-Yeah, I got the letter last week.

-No one deserves it more.

Your contribution to my citizenship classes

has always been exemplary.

-Guys, you know the funeral march, yeah?

♪ Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ♪

Yeah?

I'm gonna mash it up with "l*sbian Roadkill"

by Tantric Dwarf.

You know the one, yeah?

♪ My mom r*ped me ♪

♪ And I liked it ♪

-That is genius.

-You said it, not me.

-Oi, Dracula, a word, if you don't mind.

I want that website taken down.

-Okay, yeah.

Yeah, no worries, Brad.

I'll do it later.

I've got some time booked in the pod.

I'm doing this k*ller track.

-I don't give a sh*t about your emo tit-wank.

I want the site down, and I want it done today.

Because if that ain't, well, you won't need to self-harm,

'cause I'll be doing it for you.

Clear?

-Yeah, I was planning to do it anyway.

A piece of piss, Brad.

Let's go this way.

[solemn music]

[eerie music]

-You should have come to Film Club.

We ate so much chocolate, we were nearly sick.

Emily was on fire.

We're doing it again tonight.

-Oh.

Maybe.

I don't know.

-Don't you say a word.

-What f*ck wrote this?

Did you?

Was it you?

-Stand up.

Look at me.

Clean it off.

[phone chiming]

Shut up.

-[Electronic Voice] You're a batty boy. [laughing]

You're... [phone clicks shut]

-Jason Banks is a dead man.

[mysterious music]

-Well, you really know how to enjoy yourself, don't you?

-Alex, this is the library, what are you doing here?

-What are you saying?

I practically live here.

That's my buddy Jeff, the librarian.

You all right, Jeff?

How's it going?

-His name's Trevor.

-Trevor.

Seriously?

Well, that explains a lot.

Justine, about last night.

-You're not to blame for what Bradley dreams up.

-I wasn't talking about Bradley, I was talking about you.

I think you are moving way too fast.

I felt like I was being pressured.

Seriously, Juss.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

I just don't want you to think that that's what I'm about.

-Well, I did have my doubts, but this swung it for me.

Didn't have you down as the sentimental type.

-What was that?

You like her too, now?

Well, it's too bad, I saw her first.

Yes, I am gonna ask her out on another date.

Okay, but if I made it clear it wouldn't involve

any power tools, do you think she'd go for it?

He thinks you're gonna say yes.

-Well, he's smarter than he looks.

-Okay.

Well, I will leave the two of you in peace

to sort out the details.

Jeff, we should hook up.

Call me.

[eerie music]

[phone chiming]

-[Electronic Voice] Ew, your p*ssy stinks. [laughing]

Ew, your p*ssy stinks. [laughing]

-Okay, settle down, settle down.

Macbeth, act three, scene four.

This is the scene in which Banquo's ghost appears.

Or does he?

Yeah?

-Yes, but only Macbeth can see him.

-Good, Helena.

But why?

Why is this?

The room is full of people, but only Macbeth

can see the ghost.

Yeah?

-Macbeth had Banquo k*lled, so Banquo's

come back to haunt him.

He only wants to scare Macbeth.

-Possibly.

Justine?

-Sorry?

-Why is it that only Macbeth can see Banquo's ghost?

-Well, I think that the ghost

is a figment of Macbeth's imagination.

-Exactly.

So Macbeth has repressed his guilt...

-Who's that?

-And the ghost is his conscience

that has come back to haunt him.

Now, how does this relate to the representation

of the supernatural in the play?

One second, Helena.

It works on two levels.

So, Heckerty...

[muttering]

[muffled rock music]

[mysterious music]

-Huh?

Oh, you want me to take the site down, do you?

Okay, okay, BradIey, yeah, yeah, no problems.

I'll get right round to it.

Right round to it.

After a that!

Karate chop to your neck, huh?!

Oh, what's that?

You can't breathe, can you?

Oh, you can't breathe?

Okay, how about a little slap around your cheeks?

Huh, f*ck you, Bradley White, you little b*tch,

with your little willy.

Huh?

I f*cking hate you!

I'm worth 100 Bradleys!

That's right.

The Nas isn't scared of you.

[snarling]

[eerie music]

-We're very concerned that bullying

may be a contributory factor in the incident

with the Mullet boy.

-That is why I am personally overseeing

the implementation of the new anti-bullying initiative.

And as the cornerstone of our new strategy,

we are using these.

Visualizations of mission statements

arising from the ethos strand of the school

development program.

-Hey kid, go tell Swanny that the Head

wants to see Jason Banks.

-Tell her yourself.

-Oi, you cheeky little prick,
do as you're told.

-Kids these days.

No f*cking respect.

-I blame the schools.

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

-Listen everybody, there is a screw missing

from the guillotine guard, so it is very, very dangerous.

-Miss.

-Yes?

-The Head wants to see Jason Banks.

-Right.

-Well, well, well.

If it isn't Jizzum Wanks.

Oh, God's f*cking bollocks.

[eerie scream]

Hey, Bradley?

Hey, Bradley, that's not funny!

Bradley!

[eerie music]

No, no.

Help!

Someone, help me.

Help me!

Help me, help me!

Someone!

No, no.

Please don't do this!

[dissonant music]
[screaming]

[rock music]

-We think that it is vital that young people

should have an outlet
for their creative energies.

-Well, he certainly seems to be
enjoying his music.

-Obviously, it's something
with a good beat.

[dissonant music]
[screaming]

-Where is he?

Must have gone outside.

[bangs]

Tag, you're it.

Woo-oo!

Woo!

Woo!

[boys laughing]

-f*ck me, I'm out of breath.

Now, what I was trying to say was
how sorry I am

that Mullet decided to top himself.

Bit selfish of him, really,
leaving Mr. Jizzy No-Mates here.

Not even one fat spaz to call a friend.

-You b*stard!

-Ah, you're a plucky little f*ck, aren't you?

Now.

Mullet is dead.

Which means he can't be sending me texts.

I don't think you get a signal up there, do you?

-I can't even get a signal in the bogs.

-Exactly.

Now, pretending to be Shrek risen from the dead

ain't a bad gag.

Give me his phone and, we'll call it quits.

-I haven't got his phone.

-Jason, Jason.

Jason.

You're only hurting yourself, mate.

[phone chiming]

-It's from Mullet.

-It can't be.

-Who's doing this, Brad?

-"Who's doing this, Brad?"

How the f*ck do I know who's doing it?

-Brad, it wasn't him.

-I don't give a f*ck, he gets on my t*ts anyway.

-What's going on in here, lads?

-Nothing, sir.

-Go on, then.

Get back to class, yeah?

See you at training.

So, what are you doing in here?

-Sir, they were chasing me.

-"Sir, they were chasing me."

It's always somebody else's fault, isn't it?

Kids like you make me sick.

Detention, rest of the week.

-That's not fair!

-I know.

Life is not fair, son.

[solemn music]

-Mullet.

Mullet, Mullet's back!

Mullet.

Mullet's back.

Mullet's back.

Mullet!

-Yeah, Mullet, Mullet, Mullet.

Did you get that site down?

Yeah?

Yeah?

All right, cheers.

[phone chiming]

[eerie music]

-Is it from Mullet?

-Marcus, how many more times?

-What's going on?

-Someone's texting us off Darren Mullet's phone.

-Why would they do that?

-Some sicko's idea of a joke.

-Everyone back inside now.

It's just an unfortunate mishap.

Well, come on, move!

-I'm sorry.

-He looked f*cking ridiculous.
-Move!

-Oh, touch of hay fever, Jason?

I've had the snuffles myself.

[laughs]

-Problem is you've got a screw missing.

-Yes.
-So I suggest we go

and get lunch and I'll come back
and I'll have it

done for you
in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

-And how long is that, Mr. Humpage?

-Justine, come out and play.

-I can't, I have a governors meeting.

-You're choosing that over me?

Are you shagging one of them?

-I'm shagging all of them.

How do you think I got to be Head Girl?

-This has got to stop.

Right now.

-Okay, I'll end it, but I think
I should do it in person.

They've been good to me.

[horn honking]

Her Highness doesn't like
to be kept waiting.

-Come on!

[girls screaming]
[tires squealing]

[eerie music]

[solemn music]

-You really made me... [eerie gasping]

-I mean, he's a great kid.

I'm sure he'll make a full recovery.

How about a little figgy oatcake before your tea?

[mysterious music]

[rock music]

[singer screaming indistinctly]

♪ I get ♪

♪ I get, I get ♪

♪ What I own ♪

♪ Don't let, don't let, don't let ♪

♪ The feelings that I choose ♪

♪ I choose, I choose ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody else do ♪

♪ Gotta get out of the way ♪

♪ No time for me to stay ♪

♪ Everyone in the world don't affect you ♪

-You okay, Juss?

-Yeah, I didn't sleep too well.

-Ah, lying awake thinking about me, were you?

-You wish.

I've just got things on my mind.

-What have you got to worry about?

[teens laughing]

-Natasha, we are doing everything in our power

to get this taken down.

No one is to read this.

Don't look at it.

No, you, boy, do not look.

-Is it true, though?

Are you actually kicking in her back door?

-That's my girlfriend, you f*cking moron.

-I said not to call me that!

[laughing]

-Oh...
-Twat.

-Oh, I'll be with you in a minute, okay?

He says I bullied him.

Jason, this is really creepy.

- If it's some sort of--
- You think I forged it?

-Well, did you?

-I bet you like coming to school, don't you?

-What's that got to do with anything?

-You've got no idea
what it's like to be bullied, do you?

-Well, I'm sure it's awful.

Darren couldn't escape
even when he was at home.

They sent him texts and emails.

And they set up a website.

-A website?

-Yeah, can you believe that?

And what's he supposed to do?

You tell a teacher,
and they tell the bullies off,

and that gives them an excuse
to come after you.

You tell your parents,
and they say stand up for yourself.

Darren couldn't stand up for himself.

-So who bullied him?

[teens laughing]

-Everyone outside, come on.

You know you shouldn't be in here.

-Justine?

What were you and Jason Banks talking about?

-Not here.

He gave me this.

[eerie music]

-What have we got here?

Oh, f*ck me sideways.

It's Mullet's suicide note.

-Bradley, don't.

-Oh, chillax, I've never seen one of these before.

Oh, f*ck, he really did love you, didn't he?

-Brad, just f*cking give it back.

-I think you've got a bit of stiff competition.

-I don't think Darren would have been your type.

-Does he mention any names?

-Only Justine.

-Justine, you been bullying Darren Mullet?

-Shut up, Tasha.

Can't you see she's upset?

-But you guys don't know who was picking on him, do you?

-Why should we know about it?

-You're not accusing us of anything, right, Justine?

-No, she's not.

-I should show this to someone.

-Oh.

-Well, that might not be such a good idea.

-It's got your name on it.

-But I didn't do anything.

-We know that, but he says you did.

-And it is your word against his.

And since he's dead...

-Well, I can't just ignore it.

[tense music]

You shouldn't have done that.

-It's what friends are for.

-[Justine] "She was my angel and I will watch over her

for all eternity.

Goodbye.

Darren."

-[Electronic Voice] Help, I'm lost in your a*s! [laughing]

Help, I'm lost in your a*s!

-This is getting really, really old.

-[Electronic Voice] Help...

-I'll tell you who it is.

It's that she-male Helena.

-Yeah.

I heard she said you were an ugly b*tch at the funeral.

-She what?

-And that you had chubby thighs.

-Are we gonna do something about this or what?

-Yeah, because it's beginning to get right up my a*s.

-Right up your a*s. [laughing]

-[Natasha] Get off me.

-Helena wouldn't do that.

-Oh, yeah.

I forgot.

The two of you are like bestest bosom buddies.

-What are you gonna do?

-Ask her ever so politely what the f*ck

she thinks she's playing at.

-You coming, or what?

-I can't, I've got prefect duty.

-Oh, God bless you, Mary Poppins.

-Sorry.

[knocking on door]

-God, she's really quiet, isn't she?

-Smells like she's having a poo.

-She always smells like that 'cause she's got

her head so far up Justine's a*s.

-Now, now, Khalilah.

We all know Justine's sh*t doesn't stink, don't we?

-No.

-I bet she's having a wank.

-Ugh, dirty cow!

-Hey, Helena are you in up to the wrist in there?

-What do you want?

-I want world peace.

I want Prada shoes.

And I wanna know why you've been texting us,

you stupid, geeky little b*tch.

-What are you talking about?

-We're talking about you sending us texts.

-Why would I?

-Because you're a twisted d*ke sl*t.

How would I know?

-Why don't you grow up?

Ow!

Ow!

-Sophie.

-Sorry, we're closed.

You're just going to have to cross

those little legs, aren't you?

-Ow!

No!

That's mine!

-Look at this piece of sh*t.

Must have come from the pound shop.

-Give it back.

-It's not like you needed it anyway.

You only need a phone if you've got friends to talk to.

-Oh, and when was the last time Justine called you, anyway?

-Where have you been?

-I've been looking for Helena.

What did you guys do to her?

-Do to her?

Oh, yeah.

We just asked her if she would please

stop sending those nasty texts.

Yeah, it was kind of upsetting.

-What was Darren to you guys, anyway?

-Nothing.

Just Shrek.

Big, fat, ugly Shrek.

[laughing]

You really don't remember him?

-I don't think so.

-He was pretty hard to miss, he was f*cking huge.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

What about last week in the common room

when the guys took his asthma thingy

and he was going, [roaring].

I can't breathe!

[laughing]

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe, Justine!

[eerie music]

-Can I just say,
I'm really glad we can be friends now.

-Me too.

-We couldn't before, obviously,

'cause Tasha said
you were an ugly d*ke,

but that's not true, is it?

You did surprise us
with the whole Alexis thing.

I mean, are you guys
gonna have sex tonight?

-Sophie.

He's only coming round to watch a film.

-Watch a film?

He'll be wanting to have a shag.

Boys always do.

I mean, if you're nervous,
you could just

give him a hand job.

-Oh.

-Yeah, it can get really messy, can't it?

No, you're better off
just having a shag.

Less cleaning up to do.

Oh, f*ck!

I forgot my watch again.

Okay, I would like to know
all the gory details

tomorrow, please.

Good luck. You'll need it.

-Thanks.

[dramatic music]

-Hello?

Hi, I can see you.

Are you perving on me?

Look, I'm flattered that you're stalking me...

[eerie music]

Mullet?

What the f*ck?

[screaming]

[screaming]

[solemn music]

[screaming]

[both laughing]

-[Alexis] For you.

-Al, you're gonna hate me
for bringing this up.

Okay, so Jason Banks said there's a website

about Darren Mullet?

-Yeah.

The site was Bradley's idea.

It started out as a joke, and it just got way out of hand.

-Were you involved?

-I try not to get mixed up in Bradley's sh*t,

but you know what he's like.

The other night with the chainsaw?

Already on the web.

-I don't want anyone to see that.

-Yeah, how do you think I feel?

I'm screaming like a girl.

-Yeah, where was my knight in shining armor?

-Yeah, okay.

It wasn't my finest hour.

But if it happened for real I'd protect you.

I promise.

[eerie screaming]

At least we don't have to worry

about Bradley bursting in on us.

-I'm just gonna check I locked the back door.

-Hey.

So, did you find Bradley?

Hiding in the garden, was he?

-I'm sorry.

Just a bit nervous.

-Really?

Well, you don't need to be.

[gentle music]

♪ Your lights in the tall grass ♪

♪ Covered in coal ♪

♪ I'm reaching for you ♪

♪ Hoping to hold you ♪

♪ I won't give up ♪

♪ I won't give up ♪

♪ Not until I'm holding you ♪

♪ I won't lie down ♪

♪ I won't lie down ♪

♪ Not until I'm holding you ♪

-Are you okay?

[man singing indistinctly]
[panting]

[eerie music]

-I had a really nice night.

-Me too.

-I can usually make it last longer than that.

Next time.

I'm joking.

But seriously.

-No.

-No, I'm joking.

But seriously, I can.

-It was good.

-I'll see you tomorrow.
-Bye.

[mysterious music]

[rock music]

-So, did you seal the deal last night?

-Might have done.

-What did she smell like?

-Did she suck your c*ck?

-A gentleman doesn't go into details, thank you.

-Well, I'll take that as a no, then.

-Al.

-Head girl on heat alert.

-Hey, I had a really lovely time last night.

-You didn't bring me flowers, did you?

-No, was I supposed to?

-No, somebody rearranged the fridge magnets.

-Yeah, I was just fooling around.

-No, it was after you'd gone.

I think someone was in the house.

-Who?

-Look, you weren't playing
a joke on me, were you?

You didn't let someone in?

-No, I wouldn't do that to you, Juss.

-Are you two having a lovers' tiff?

-It was you, wasn't it?

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Oh, Bradley, you are so f*cking childish.

-Bro, you better put a muzzle on that b*tch of yours.

-What did you just do?

-I said you better put a muzzle on that b*tch of yours.

-Bradley, get off, mate.

Get off him.

[shouting]

Off him!

-Come on, let's get out of here.

-f*ck!

-I went to visit Naz in hospital, and I took my iPod,

'cause I thought he'd want to listen to some tunes.

And I realized, he's like totally deaf.

Now he can't listen to Jodie Phister,

or Crying While w*nk*ng, or the Crotch Eating Bears.

He'll never hear any of them ever again.

-Twenty mil.

Semi counter sunk.

It's just the job.

-Is there a problem, Mr. Humpage?

-I've brought the wrong screwdriver.

That's Philips.

That's not.

-Gordon.

Gordon.

-Head down.

-Gordon!

Gordon.

-So, I hear congratulations are in order.

-[Headmaster] Gordon!

-Well, you popped the Pringle for sexy Lexy

last night, right?

-He told you?

-Well, he hasn't stopped talking about it all morning.

-Discipline, lads, discipline!

-Gordon, I thought I'd give everybody

the last two periods off.

It might help to raise the school spirits

after these unfortunate events.

-Yeah, right.

Boys, we've got a semifinal Saturday!

What are you doing?

You can't hit a barn door!

-Was it your first time?

-No.

-Oh, my God, it was.

Oh, that's so cute.

So, was it really magical?

Was it really worth waiting for?

Was it over really quickly?

'Cause it was when I did it with him.

Dirty little sl*t gave me crabs.

I had to shave the panty hamster.

-He said he got them from Sophie,

but I think it was the other way round.

Have you seen her?

I've been texting her all day.

-No.

-Alexis, heel to toe!

Come on.

-All right, ladies, come on.

No one is to go into the water
until I say so, all right?

[girls screaming]
[eerie music]

-Lads.

Saturday.

Parkside, semifinal.

Big day.

This is the ball.

Bradley, I want you to hit him.

Let him know you're there, early doors.

Show him who's boss, okay?

Where's Marcus?

Marcus!

Marcus!

[eerie music]

-It's Shrek!

It's Mullet!

-It's Mullet!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Mullet!

-Listen to me. Calm down, boy, calm down.

What's the matter with you?

Is this your idea of
trying to help the team?

Team morale?

This is not good for the team, son.

Now, what I want you to do, I want you to go

and have a shower, get changed-

-But, sir, I...

-You've disappointed me a little bit, son.

Now, go and get changed and come and see me

after practice, okay?

-I saw him, sir.

-I'm disappointed in you a little bit.

Go.

Go.

-I see dead people!

I see dead people!

-All right, lads, give me the ball.

-I want a word with you.

-You've got to come, you've got to come.

-I understand.

-She's face down, please come with me.

-She's probably swimming.

-Please come!

[solemn music]

[eerie music]

[phone chiming]

[Electronic Voice] You're a dumb f*ck.
[laughing]

You're a dumb f*ck. [laughing]

You're a dumb f*ck. [laughing]

-If someone's dicking me about...

[eerie music]

[dissonant music]
[shouting]

You f*ck!

[eerie gasp]
[eerie music]

[grunting]

Come on, come on!

[screaming]

[eerie music]

Oh, crap.

-So which do you fancy?

Keira in Atonement
or Keira in Doctor Zhivago?

-Emily!

Emily!

He's trying to r*pe you!

Get off her, you pig!

[screaming]

The boys in this school are so disgusting.

[dissonant music]

[eerie music]

[gargling]

[solemn music]

-Mullet said he was gonna k*ll them, and now he has.

-Well, we did treat him like sh*t.

-It's not Darren Mullet.

For f*ck's sake, am I the only one who can see this?

-You said you didn't do anything.

-Nice one, Alex.

You got her to believe that?

I'm proud of you, bro.

-Juss, I can explain it.

-What did that poor boy ever do to you, anyway?

-You wanna know why we picked on him?

We were bored.

He was a spaz.

You do the math.

-I'm so glad I'm not like you.

-Suck my c*ck, you prissy b*tch.

You look down your nose at everyone,

but you spread your legs
just like the rest of us.

Come on.

-Get your hands off me, you sl*t!

[dissonant music]

-Bradley, give me a hand!

-None of my business, bro.

-Bradley, will you do something?

[water splashing]

-This isn't over!

You're dead!

-We're all dead!

He's gonna k*ll us!

-He's dead, okay?

He's f*cking dead!

And I'm gonna prove it.

-Yeah, right.

How you gonna do that?

-I'm gonna dig that f*ck up.

-Bradley!

Bradley!

[mysterious music]

-All right, Mullet, you fat f*ck, let's take a look at you.

-[Alexis] Justine.

-I want to see this website.

All the harmless fun and games you had.

-You don't want to see it.

-Alex, I really do.

-Now, here we see the lesser spotted Mullet

at feeding time.

Mullet!

Mullet!

Mullet, come on.

-Hey!

[indistinct shouting]

Come on!

Fight back, Mullet, fight back.

Come on.

[laughing]

-Please, turn it off.

-Did you get that?

Are you getting that?

-Okay, now we need to be very quiet,

because we're here to observe the courtship rituals

of the Mullet.

Oh, the Mullet has fallen for a very rare species.

Head girlus frigidus bitchus.

Now, let's see what happens.

-Come on, big boy, this way.

[laughing]

[mumbling]

-Get off me, you creep.

What's wrong with you?

-I'm so sorry, Justine.

-No, it's okay, it's no one.

-Darren, mate, what are you playing at?

That's the Head Girl.

You can look but nobody-

-I can't believe I'm actually going to Oxford!

-This is disgusting.

Ugh.

-Oh, I haven't got it.

-Ah, diddums.

Baby gonna cry?

-Do you know what's so cute?

It's when guys can really show their emotions.

-Justine, please, help me!

-I did just get into Oxford.

-Justine, make them give it back to me.

Please!

-I'm on the phone, okay?

Leave me alone.

-Come on, Darren.

Darren, look.

[mumbling]

Breathe, breathe.

-I don't want you in my house anymore.

-Juss, I'm not like them, okay?

-No, you're so much worse.

At least Bradley's honest about who he is.

-You don't understand, okay?

Nobody ever says no to Bradley.

I didn't have a choice.

-Don't you dare touch me!

Just get out of my house!

-Let me explain!
-Alex, get out!

-No, let me explain!

-Get out of my house!

[glass shattering]

-Whoopsy.

Bradley, come on.

Shall we just go now, 'cause it's gonna take you hours

to get down to his coffin and this is a total d*ck dance.

[crying]

-Why the f*ck did Marcus have to die?

And Sophie.

And f*cking everyone!

-Bradley.

Hey.

Come on, Brad.

-Why is this happening to us?

You tell me, why this is f*cking happening to us?!

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

-Hey, come here, come here.

Look at you.

f*ck Darren Mullet.

Okay?

[eerie music]

[crying]

[Tasha] Come here.

[laughing]

Oh, Bradley.

Get it in.

[gasping]

f*ck.

Yeah.

Bradley.

Bradley!

Bradley!

Bradley, it's Darren Mullet!

Bradley, it's f*cking Darren Mullet!

[eerie music] Bradley!

[screaming]

sh*t!

No!

-Tasha.

Tasha.

Tasha.

Don't leave me.

[screaming]

-Oh, f*ck.

Look.

Look, I'm really, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

We shouldn't, we were just joking around.

And anyway, it was the others that didn't like you, not me.

I always liked you.

Actually, I kind of fancied you.

I wanted to go out with you, but I was too scared to ask,

and that's the truth, okay?

I would have gone out with you.

And maybe...

Maybe it's not too late!

-Now, that's interesting.

-Guv, I think you should see this.

-What you got?

-A condom.

A full one.

-At least he got his rocks off.

-No, Guv.

It's full of his d*ck.

f*cking spiders, look at that.

[eerie music]

-[Eerie Voice] Justine...

[eerie voice murmuring]

-Jason.

I came to say I'm sorry.

I saw Darren being bullied, and I didn't do

anything to help him.

And I'm starting to think that maybe it was my fault.

-It wasn't you.

It was me.

I was the one that told them he fancied you.

I didn't want them to start on me, so I set him up.

Some friend, huh?

-I'm gonna go and see the Head.

Tell him what happened to Darren.

-It's not gonna bring him back.

[eerie music]

-I need to talk to you.

-I don't think we have anything to discuss.

-Look, Alexis turned out to be...

-I hate to say I told you so.

-Please, Helena.

I need a friend.

-Well, you're in luck.

-Do you know where Tasha is?

-No, I don't care.

-I've been calling her all morning.

-Your friend practically pulled my ear off.

-I'm so sorry.

-You were my best friend.

-Justine, it's okay, Tasha wants to meet me

in the art room.

-What?

I've just come from there.

-I haven't changed, I'm still the same old Justine.

-Maybe that's the problem.

The only person you care about is yourself.

-That's not fair.

-It's not, is it?

-Emily.

-I'm sorry, Darren.

I know I let you down.

I'm so sorry, I was just so scared.

[screaming]
[eerie music]

-We found it by the bodies.

-I dare say there is an explanation.

-We think it got ripped off in the struggle.

[solemn music]

-Tash?

Where are you?

[scoffs]

That doesn't look like me.

[gasping]
[eerie music]

-[Alexis] Justine.

Come here.

-What's that for?

-I need it to protect us.

-Protect us from what?

-From Mullet.

-Alex, you're scaring me.

-Bradley and Tasha, they're both dead.

-No, they're not.

-They're in pieces, Justine.

He's cut them into bits.

-Stop it, they're not dead.

Tasha's in the art room.

-You saw her?

-No, well, she sent Kally
a text telling her

to meet her there.

Where are you going?

-To k*ll Darren Mullet.

[gasping]
[eerie music]

-What did I ever do to you?!

-[Teens] Fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight!

-Fight back, you b*tch!

-Oh-h*!

Back of the net!

-[Teens] Fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight, fight!

-Come on, then, Mullet, you spaz.

Getting beaten up by a girl, are we?

Here, just give me your face.

-[Teens] Fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight, fight!

Fight, fight, fight!

-It was just happy slapping.

Please, no.

Please.

No, please!

[screaming]

-This is crazy!

-He's gonna k*ll her, Justine.

Don't you understand?

-Go and get help,
tell someone I need help.

-Do your own dirty work.

[screaming]
[rock music]

-Hello?

[screaming]

-Help me, please, somebody!

-Stay off this line.

We don't have time for silly games today, young lady!

-Where are the pupils we want to speak to?

[eerie shout]

-Oh, my God, Kally.

Alex, phone an ambulance.

-It's too late.

He's already here.

-It wasn't Darren Mullet!

Just phone an ambulance!

-But it was him.

-No, it wasn't, Alex!

He's dead!

-I know that, Juss.

But he's standing right behind you.

-[eerie shout]
-Oh, God.

-I'm sorry, okay?

It was a joke.

Can't you take a f*cking joke?!

[dissonant music]

-Help! -Oi!

[screaming]

Die!

Run!

-What are we gonna do?

-It wasn't all lies, you know.

The things that I said to you, they weren't all lies.

-I know.

[gentle music]

[eerie music]

[screaming]

[dissonant music]

[shouting]

Alex, smash it!

[gasping]

-What's the matter, Mullet, huh?

Having trouble breathing, are we?

-Alex, come on, let's get out of here.

-Not so hard now, are you?!

Oh, sh*t.

Run, Justine, go!

[tense music]

-Darren, no!

Please don't hurt him.

I let you down.

I was the one that should have helped you.

[crying]

I see you, Darren.

Is that what you wanted?

And you know what?

You do look like f*cking Shrek!

[solemn music]

-Justine.

What have you done?

[inaudible]

[inaudible]

[mysterious music]

Can any of you boys tell me

why that stupid little b*tch

had to k*ll all my best players?

I mean, why couldn't she have
done us all a favor

and k*lled you lot instead?

Hey?

Out you go.

Keep your discipline.

Let's get' em, son.

Oi.

Oi!

Why aren't you changed with the others?

Have you got a note?

'Cause if you haven't got a note,
you can get yourself ch...

"Dear Mr. Ramsey,
Darren can't do games today

because he is dead."

What is this, a joke, son?

Is this meant to be funny?

Because if you've...

Oh, f*ck.

♪ Bam-chick-a-bam ♪

♪ Sha-lang-sha-lang-boom ♪

♪ Bam-chick-a-bam ♪

♪ Chick-a-boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Sha-lang-sha-lang-boom ♪

♪ Monster hospital ♪

♪ Can you please release me ♪

♪ You hold my hands down ♪

♪ I've been bad ♪

♪ You hold my arms down ♪

♪ I've been bad ♪

♪ I've been bad ♪

♪ I've been bad ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪

♪ Monster movie ♪

♪ Daddy Warbucks up against Bobby Fuller ♪

♪ And he beat him hands down ♪

♪ Lead in his head ♪

♪ They put a little lead in ♪

♪ In his head ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won't stop ♪

♪ For the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won't stop ♪

♪ For the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ But the w*r won't stop, for the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ But the w*r won't stop, for the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won't stop ♪

♪ For the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ But the w*r won't stop, for the love of God ♪

♪ I fought the w*r ♪

♪ I fought the w*r, but the w*r won ♪