Lure (2026)

[bunniefuu]

[logo crackles]

[logo chimes]

[logo buzzes]

[tense music]

- I'm coming, I'm coming.

[groaning]

- It's been such a

pleasure having you.

[laughs]

Welcome to the family.

[laughs]

[tense music continues]

[eerie music]

[keyboard clacking]

- [indistinct] Disconnected.

[static buzzing]

- Is it done?

- Yes.

- She'll have to be

more careful next time.

Let's turn to our winner.

[tense music]

[groaning]

[tense music continues]

- Aagh!

[groaning]

[whimpering]

- I've heard a lot

about you, Lucas.

[Lucas sobbing]

Ingrid has waited so

long to be a mother.

You're safe now.

Good boy.

[Lucas sobbing]

- Why are you doing this?

- Her name was Rose.

She was my first.

She was my only.

I remember holding her

tiny body in my arms.

Seeing her take

her first breath.

[tense music continues]

First came the temperature,

then the cough.

Then the crying.

Not an hour went by when she

didn't scream the house down.

And suddenly...

[Lucas sobbing]

stopped.

Silence.

Today would have

been her birthday.

For years we tried, but nothing.

- I'm so sorry.

- And that's when

I had the idea.

Choosing the perfect

father for my child.

Now relax.

This won't hurt a bit.

- Please, just

f*cking let me go!

Crazy b*stard!

f*ck you!

Oh, baby, please!

[tense music continues]

[Lucas sobbing]

Please!

[birds singing]

[eerie music]

- You're not hungry?

You need to eat.

Today's a big day.

You have a lot of

decisions to make.

- I know.

What if it happens again?

Then we wait another year.

- If it's not meant to be,

it's not meant to be.

- I just want to make you

and the family proud.

- You always do, Isla.

[eerie music continues]

- I'm having six this year.

- Wow, isn't that exciting?

I can't wait to welcome them.

Just remember what we told you.

- Yes, mother, I know.

- You have strong genes, Isla.

Now finish your breakfast.

Your outfits are upstairs.

[cutlery clanking]

- Why don't you

sit in the front?

- [huffs] I told

you, dad, I can't.

- Why not?

- Well, it just

doesn't look right.

You don't sit in the

front with the chauffeur.

- Hang on.

- Chauffeur?

- Yeah.

- When did I become

a bloody chauffeur?

Oh, Tom.

What have you told them, eh?

That you're the CEO

of some big company.

And I'm your private

sodding butler.

[chuckles]

- Well, yeah,

something like that.

- Tom...

- [Tom] What?

- They'll catch up with you.

- Yes, I know.

- At least you're

making some friends now.

- I've got friends, dad.

- All right. Some more friends.

And you're getting

yourself out there,

that's good, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- You're still my boy, though.

And I still worry about you,

even if you are 21.

- Dad, you don't need

to worry about me, dad.

I'm fine.

Honestly.

- So what time do you want

me to pick you up tonight?

- Uh, no.

I'm going to stay over.

- I...I've never heard

of these friends before.

- Dad, I'm gonna be fine.

You just said it yourself,

I'm 21 now.

- Fine.

But just text me and let me

know you're okay, all right?

- I promise.

- And just remember, you know,

if you feel uncomfortable,

if you want to come home,

just use that code word.

- Yeah, I know.

Balloon.

At least it stopped raining now.

[country music on radio]

[gravel crunching]

- There you are then, son.

- Thanks, dad.

- Stay safe.

- Yeah.

- Oh, uh, last thing.

Can I borrow your watch?

- You've got a watch.

I bought you a nice

one for Christmas.

- Yeah, but yours is nicer.

Come on, please,

please.

I love your smile

[door closes]

[engine revs]

[gentle orchestral music]

- Tom.

I'm so glad you came.

Come on in.

- Wow. Your place is amazing.

[she chuckles]

- Thank you.

Would you mind just taking

your shoes off, please?

- Oh. Yeah, of course. Sorry.

- Oh, no, it's all right.

- Um, where's everyone else?

- You're the first to arrive.

[they laugh]

You look great, by the way.

The watch really suits you.

- Thanks, um, I just bought it.

- Well,

I like it.

[gentle orchestral music

continues]

Can I...

give you a tour?

- Yeah, sure.

Wow, your place is

just incredible.

- Want to see something

even more incredible?

- Okay.

- Close your eyes.

- Really?

- Just...

close them.

Ta da!

[music intensifies]

[flesh sizzling]

[screams]

[tense music]

Welcome to the family.

Thank you all for

coming tonight.

It is so good to finally

get you all together.

[music intensifying]

And my oh my,

what a handsome bunch of

young men you all are.

Tonight is going

to be so much fun.

I honestly can't wait.

Oh, gosh,

[laughs]

where are my manners?

You've not all been

properly introduced yet.

[eerie music]

This is Marcus,

[bag thudding]

24 years old.

Fitness fanatic.

Used to train for the Olympics.

But you just can't resist

a fight, can you, Marcus?

- Honestly, I could k*ll

for a woman like you.

- I'm having a little gathering

on Saturday night

for my birthday.

Dress up, smart type thing.

I'd love it if you came.

- Really?

- Maybe bring an

overnight bag, too.

- Okay.

- Hmm.

[she laughs]

Well, aren't you

the forward thinker?

Trust me.

We won't be needing those.

Everyone meet Damien.

26 years old,

qualified in medicine,

very intelligent.

Studied at Oxford

when he was only 16.

Destined to be successful.

[bell tolls]

So what's a man of science doing

in a place like this anyway?

I keep asking myself that.

[tense music]

Well.

Until he k*lled a patient.

[man screams]

Oh, it's okay, poppet.

Everyone makes mistakes.

[chuckles]

[kisses]

Joe.

23,

stocks and shares.

Smart.

Very wealthy,

but somehow

in large amounts of debt.

[camera snaps]

I'll tell you

something crazy though.

You are shaping up to be

my favourite of the bunch.

- Whiskey is dangerous stuff.

- I like the burning.

Here we have Francis,

the youngest of the lot too,

only 20 years old.

A drummer.

And an excellent one at that.

That was you?

No way.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't

find drummers attractive,

I'd love for my children

to be musically gifted.

It is an honour

to have you here.

[tense music continues]

Well well, well.

I didn't think you

were that type.

I mean, Joe, maybe, but

not you.

I suppose that is what

they say, isn't it?

Sex, drugs,

rock and roll.

A bad boy does turn me on.

[kisses]

It's amazing what the internet

can tell you about a person.

But...

here's something peculiar,

Tom.

You don't exist.

[camera snaps]

It's quite a way away.

You'd need to drive but I'm

guessing that you drive.

- Yeah.

I mean, who doesn't?

- A bit of a mystery man really.

- Please.

- I have a feeling

there's a lot more to you

than what you

see at first glance.

Oh, it's all right, darling.

Now, last, but most certainly

not least, we have Connor.

Now, I have to be honest,

you have really

tickled my fancy.

Photographer.

Really?

No way, I love photography.

- Oh, really?

What do you sh**t?

- Portraits, mainly.

But not professionally,

just Polaroids.

Right.

Now that we've all met,

I'm going to take your gags off

and you're all going to

be very well behaved.

[tense music continues]

Good.

One.

- f*ck you.

- Now, Marcus, I won't

have any bad language

at the dinner table.

Do I have to put

your gag back on?

Good boy.

[eerie music]

[indistinct voice]

Games now in play.

[eerie music continues]

Five.

- Get away from

me, you sick f*ck!

- Now, Connor, you heard what I

said to Marcus about swearing.

You wouldn't want

to lose any points

before the game has even begun,

would you?

- What game?

The reason you're

all here, of course,

to prove your true love

and devotion to me.

To give me my perfect child.

- You're f*cking crazy,

you know?

If I ever get out of here,

I'm gonna f*cking k*ll you.

Hey, hey, listen to me.

Let me go!

Let me f*cking go!

I don't want to be any part

of this sick, twisted

game that you're playing.

I want nothing to do with this.

Let me go!

[suspenseful music]

[g*nsh*t]

- Oh, no!

[gasping and whimpering]

- Anyone else have anything

bad they'd like to say?

Any more for any more?

- I'd like to leave now, please.

- Leave?

You can't leave now, Damien,

you've only just arrived.

And to think of all

the wasted effort

I would have made in

accommodating you all tonight.

Does anyone have any

proper questions?

- Why us?

- Isn't it obvious?

You all have something

special about you.

Wonderful qualities I'd like

to pass on to my future child.

And you've all shown

your commitment

by coming here tonight.

Driving all this way

just to spend one night with me.

I mean, if that's not love,

I don't know what is. [laughs]

Well,

there'll be more time

for questions later.

Now,

without much further ado,

let me present you with

the rules.

Edward.

- Good evening, gentlemen.

Trust you're all well?

So here are the rules.

Breaking any of these rules will

result in immediate elimination.

Elimination means

you shall no longer

be continuing with

the proceedings.

Over the course of this evening,

you gentlemen are going to

be subjected to several games

that are designed to test you

in each and every way.

Believe me, gentlemen,

I am testament to this.

You may not leave this

room unless instructed to.

You may not contact anybody

outside of this room

unless instructed to.

You may not eliminate

another player

unless instructed to.

The loser of each of these games

will be subjected to a forfeit

at the hands of

my daughter, Isla.

Any breaking of these rules will

result in immediate elimination.

Is that clear?

I said is that clear?

- Yes.

- Excellent.

I shall now leave you

with my daughter, Isla,

for the first games.

[sombre music]

[chair scraping]

[door closes]

- It's time for the first game.

I want to know how

observant you are.

[tense music]

I thought we'd start off

nice and easy with a quiz.

Now...

No conferring.

At the end of the

three questions,

I'll gather up all

of your papers,

and the person with the

most correct answers wins.

The one with the least

loses and faces a forfeit.

First question

what am I wearing now that I

wore when I first met you all?

[tense music continues]

Next question.

How old am I?

Closest wins.

What did I say about conferring?

I can't see any pens moving.

Okay.

Suit yourselves.

Final question.

Why are you here tonight?

Three.

Two.

One.

Time's up. Stop writing.

Right.

Let's see how you've

all done, then.

[gentle music]

So firstly I asked you all

to state what I'm wearing now

that I wore when I

first met you all.

Shoes.

No.

Boots.

No.

Earrings.

No.

Necklace.

[camera snaps]

Very well observed,

Damian and Joe.

Correct.

That's one

point to Damian and Joe.

Perhaps the rest of you aren't

as observant as I thought.

Next question.

How old do you think I am?

Well, seeing as

none of you answ...

Very well played, Joe.

Well, you're completely wrong.

But an answer is an answer.

You get a point.

The rest of you should

have grown some ba*ls.

Now let's see how many of you

were honest in this last answer.

Tom,

what did you write?

- I just wanted to

make some friends.

- Okay.

I believe that, you get a point.

Francis,

what did you write?

- I just wanted to f*ck.

- Language.

But, correct.

You also get a point.

Joe.

- I only spoke to you for a bit.

- Harsh

but honest.

That's a point,

- Damian.

- I wanted an escape and

you seem really nice.

- Yeah.

Okay. Point.

- Marcus.

- Just to, uh, get to

know you better, friends.

- Did you bring these as a

conversation starter, then?

- I always bring...

- Quiet!

[tense music]

- Let's add up the

points now, shall we?

So,

one for Tom,

one for Francis,

three for Joe.

Two for Damian.

And none for Marcus.

Well, I'm really sorry,

but that means you'll

have to face a forfeit.

- Bullshit.

- What did I say about

swearing, Marcus?

You don't want to make this

any worse for yourself.

- f*ck

You.

[suspenseful music]

[Isla humming]

- [Marcus] What are you doing?

What are you doing with that?

No...

What are you doing with that?

Don't...Please.

No, no, no.

No! Please! Please! No! Please!

Please, please,

please, please, please.

Please, please, please, please.

Please, don't, help!

- Take a deep breath, Marcus.

- Help me! Please.

No, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Sorry. Sorry.

- Three.

No.

- Two.

- Help!

[Marcus screams]

[groaning]

[sobbing]

Edward!

[Marcus groaning]

- Deep breaths, Marcus,

it will slow the bleeding.

- f*ck you!

- Get a bucket.

and bring the next game.

- [Edward] As you wish.

[tense music]

[door closes]

- Maybe next time you'll

be more honest with me.

- Why don't you get

him some bandages?

Why won't you help him?

- I'm afraid that's the

nature of the game.

People shouldn't lie, Damien.

I admire your compassion

for the competition, though.

- I don't think you understand.

He's gonna bleed to death.

- He'll be fine.

I missed the artery.

I wouldn't want to cross out

all my options, now, would I?

I've already lost one.

[tense music continues]

- This is gonna help?

- Hey.

Hey!

What is that?

- Hydrogen peroxide.

[Marcus gasping]

[hissing]

[Marcus screams]

[Marcus gasping]

- Would you please excuse me

for a moment, gentlemen?

- You're gonna be okay, Marcus,

just breathe through

- f*ck you.

- We need to get out of here.

- No sh*t.

It's not like we have

any other options.

- Hey, can you reach the knife?

- No, no, no.

That knife is the

only thing

that's stopping him

from bleeding to death.

Moving it would be fatal.

[clock ticking]

- Right now, seems like the

only sensible thing we can do.

Utilitarianism or some sh*t.

- Surely there

must be something.

- There's nothing.

- What do you mean?

- Don't you get it?

These games are

designed to weed us out

one by one.

You saw what happened to him.

She's gonna keep going.

- After all these years.

I'm very disappointed, Edward.

- Camilla,

I didn't think she wanted

eliminations this quickly.

We've already lost one.

- What did I tell you?

This is Isla's rite

of passage, not yours.

Did Isla tell you to do that?

- No but...

- Then you're not

following the rules.

You know, this means you'll

have to take a forfeit.

- Camilla, please.

[taser crackling]

- And even if we did escape,

she's took our keys,

phones, wallets.

- She's watching us.

- Yeah, well, of course she is.

- No,

look.

[tense music continues]

- f*ck!

[whimpering]

[door opens]

[door closes]

- Apologies for that

minor interruption.

Right.

Where were we?

It's time for the second game.

Now...

Who knows blackjack?

I know you do, Joe.

Well, this is my version.

[tense music]

The aim of the game

is to get your card

to add up as close

to 21 as possible.

An ace can be 1 or 11.

Number cards are

their face value.

Jack, Queen and

King are all ten.

Simple enough?

Yes?

But the catch

is that if you get higher

than 21, you're out.

And in my version.

Eliminated.

Who here is willing to

take a risk to survive?

Well.

Seeing as you've played before,

we'll start with you, Joe.

[tense music continues]

So...

We begin.

Hit or stand.

- Why are you

playing it face up?

- My game, my rules.

Hit or stand.

- But that gives everyone

else an advantage.

- My game, my rules.

Hit or stand.

- Hit.

Hit.

[tense music continues]

Stand.

- Well.

2 for Joe.

- Francis.

Hit or stand?

[eerie music]

- [satnav] In one mile your

destination is on your right.

[country music plays on radio]

- Are you ready for a pint yet?

- No, thanks.

I might be driving.

- Well, there are rooms

here if you need one.

- Thanks, um, we'll see.

- So what brings you

around here, then?

- My son's at a party.

I just wanted to be near,

just in case he needs me.

It's silly really.

- No, it's not silly.

I get it.

- Mm...

Maybe I should point out

that my son is actually 21.

He's just not used to doing

this sort of thing, really.

- Oh. [laughs]

- Yeah.

- No, it's sweet.

My dad was the same

before he passed away.

- I'm sorry.

- It was a few years ago now.

Cancer's a b*tch, hey?

- David.

- Chris.

- I think I will have

half a pint, please.

And, um, get something

for yourself as well.

- Are you sure?

- I insist.

- Thanks.

[eerie music]

- Hit.

Hit.

Hit.

[Marcus whimpering]

- Wow.

I wasn't expecting that.

I'm very sorry, Marcus.

[sucks teeth]

- Damien.

[tense music]

Hit or stand?

- Damien, stand!

Marcus has already lost.

- You can't tell him what to do.

- It's the only

sensible thing to do.

- What the f*ck?

- Right thing to do!

- He's f*cking lying.

- Stand.

- [Isla] Well, well.

It appears we have

people taking sides.

Things are definitely

starting to heat up.

You lost Marcus,

again.

But I do like a man

who takes a risk.

[suspenseful music]

I have an idea.

I'm going to give you a chance.

Will you keep your word?

When you first met me,

you said, and I quote.

- Honestly, I would k*ll

for a woman like you.

- So do it.

Now, will it be Francis?

Tom?

Joe?

Or Damian?

- [Marcus] I don't want to.

- Where's all that fight gone?

Big man like you.

- Please.

[suspenseful music continues]

- This man betrayed you.

[panting]

Three.

Two.

[Joe whimpering]

[Marcus shouts]

[whimpering]

[Isla laughing]

[sobbing]

Now that is how you

spice things up.

Of course, I couldn't just

let you eliminate him.

Oh.

Congratulations on winning, Joe.

Right. I'm bored.

Let's make things exciting by

playing the last game, shall we?

The simplest one of them all.

Who would you

like to eliminate?

[eerie music]

[panting]

- They just disappeared.

Just like that.

- Surely he would have told

someone where he was going.

- No, he didn't tell a soul.

It's like it was a big secret.

- Well, no wonder you're so

protective over your son.

- Yeah.

Anyway, how about you?

What brings you down here?

- Um.

I moved out when

my dad passed away.

I went a bit off the rails,

to be honest with you.

I got myself into

a bit of trouble,

but my family still

live up there.

I rarely get to

see them anymore.

Life just gets in the

way sometimes, doesn't it?

- So why don't

they come see you?

- I've invited them.

I mean, there's always

a spare room here.

I would literally sleep

in the cellar if I had to.

[laughs]

Give me a second.

Oh, I won't be there then

[buttons clacking]

- You've got 10s

starting from now.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight. Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three. Two.

One.

[tense music]

[Isla clears throat]

Marcus.

Joe.

Marcus.

Damien.

Damien.

Well, that's two points

to both Damien and Marcus.

Francis and Tom win.

Hmm.

Joint winners and losers.

What shall we do?

[tense music]

[Isla scoffs]

Now.

I gave Marcus a chance

to redeem himself.

I think it's only fair

if I give you the same.

And seeing as you wouldn't

take a risk earlier,

I want you to show

your dedication to me

by drinking this.

[suspenseful music]

All of it.

- [Damien] I can't do that.

[Isla scoffs]

No,

you won't.

There's a difference.

But the choice here

really is simple.

Drink this

and you live.

Refuse and...

I eliminate you both.

Aren't you anti-climactic?

[suspenseful music continues]

- Oh.

- See?

Wasn't that difficult, was it?

Well.

This is it, Marcus.

I'm afraid I can't give

you any more chances.

You've already lost three games.

[eerie music]

[Marcus praying]

- [Isla] Thank you

so much for coming.

[Marcus whispering incoherently]

[g*n c*ck]

- I want to do it.

I want to do it.

I want to.

[tense music]

- You are surprising me

more and more each second.

[Damian whimpering]

- Come on then,

sh**t me.

Do it.

Pull the trigger you f*cking.

- Shut up!

- You f*cking k*lled

one person already

so what's a second...

[eerie music]

- Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Shut up, shut up!

[g*nsh*t]

[Francis sobs]

- [Isla] What a surprise!

- f*ck!

- I mean, it could have been

a little bit more considerate.

I've only just had

the walls painted.

At least he went out

with a bang, though.

[Isla giggles]

Well, I don't know why you

all look so distraught.

Don't you understand?

This is good for you.

You're one body closer

to getting mine.

- Can you cover him up?

- Pardon, Francis?

- Cover him up, for God's sake.

At least give the

man some decency.

[tense music]

- Say, please.

- You're one crazy f...

- Say please, Francis.

- Please.

- Okay.

Just for you.

I like it.

You're learning.

Now, I really should

get this cleaned up.

Edward!

[door closes]

I know!

Quite a lot has happened

since you last came.

Would you please clean up

and take the men downstairs?

- [Edward] Of course.

- And I know you'll all be

on your best behaviour.

And I'll see you all

downstairs.

[tense music continues]

Ta ta.

[door closes]

- f*ck, man. f*ck!

- We're really gonna die here,

aren't we?

- We've got to do something.

There's got to be some

way out of here, right?

- You still banking

on that happening?

- We just...

We just have to...

We just have to work

as a team, you know?

- f*ck a team.

There's only one of us that's

gonna get out of here alive.

It's gonna be me.

- You'd be wise not to make

any enemies right now.

- I'm just saying.

- You don't get it, do you?

[tense music]

No one walks away from this.

- Hey, she can probably

hear us, right?

Keep your voice down.

[door opens]

[hissing]

[all coughing]

[eerie music]

[voice speaks indistinctly]

Four players remaining.

[tense music]

[eerie piano music]

- And then there were four.

- How's it going?

- Not bad, thanks.

- Any elims?

- Two.

Photographer and the doctor.

- Oh, what a shame.

The doctor could

have been useful.

Isla, I know, you're frustrated.

These things take time.

- Not for you.

- I was very lucky with Edward.

You'll find one.

- But when?

- You can't rush

these things, Isla.

It took your grandfather years

to find my mother, bless her.

She's so dedicated to the family

even if she has

lost her marbles.

Still, I know how much

you enjoy the games.

I remember your first.

You were practically

bouncing off the walls,

Counting down the minutes

until they arrived.

I think I recall the whole thing

only lasting around an hour.

You're much better

at it these days.

Still, the night isn't over yet.

He could be here right now.

- Yes,

I suppose.

- Well, I better get back to it.

I'm doing something

special for you.

[eerie music]

- You look shattered.

[David chuckles]

- Yeah.

- I'm really sorry, I'm gonna

have to close the bar up.

- Oh, right. Yeah,

yeah, um, okay.

Uh, would it be okay if I just

use the toilets just quickly?

- Yeah. Of course.

- [David] Thanks.

I just want you

by my side, girl

Are you sure?

- Yeah, it's fine.

The landlord doesn't come

in till late on Sundays.

- Well, thank you.

- You really remind

me of my dad.

Night, David.

- Good night.

[eerie music]

- And then there were four.

[Isla laughs]

[chains rattling]

[Francis grunts]

Now, before you

even think about it,

there's no way out of this room.

Don't even bother.

The windows are barred.

The door is locked.

It's just you.

You may also notice

something on your ankle.

Not only is that a tracking

device, it allows me.

To do

this.

[electricity zapping]

[all grunting]

- Oh!

Trust me.

It gets worse.

But at least now you know what's

in store if you misbehave.

But...

Are we ready for the next game?

Now, this one

is about willpower.

Now, behind each of

you is an envelope.

Inside this envelope

is a challenge.

[suspenseful music]

Fingernails.

Achilles tendon.

Eardrum.

And eyeball.

Good luck boys.

You have three minutes

starting from now.

[klaxon sounds]

[chains rattling]

[Marcus grunting]

- Uh, uh, uh.

I wouldn't do that, Marcus.

I'm sure you can guess what

happens if you take that off.

[suspenseful music continues]

Do it.

Do it!

Do it.

You're f*cking stupid.

It's just a few minutes.

[music intensifies]

[whimpering and screaming]

[Marcus screams]

[intense music]

[screaming]

[tense music continues]

[flesh squelching]

[Tom groans]

Well, well, well.

Nicely done, boys.

[tense music]

Francis, I am very sorry,

but you just don't

have the willpower.

You'll have to be eliminated.

[tense music continues]

- Come and f*cking

do it yourself then.

You want to f*cking k*ll me?

Come here!

Come and f*cking get me,

you f*cking b*tch!

I'll f*cking k*ll you!

[eerie music]

- Marcus.

He's yours.

[eerie music continues]

- No, wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait.

Think about this.

You want to think about

what you're doing.

No, no, no, no.

Hey, Marcus, look at me!

Marcus!

[Marcus screams]

- No, no, no.

Hey, hey, look at me,

look at me, look at me.

I'm not [indistinct]

[Marcus groaning]

No, no, no, no, listen, listen.

Hey, I'm not the

enemy here, okay?

Look at me. I'm not...

I'm not the enemy.

That's the real enemy.

- f*ck the f*cking team!

- No, no, listen, listen.

No. The rules.

Marcus, the rules, man!

[Francis groans]

-They see you. They see you,

see you, see you, see you.

[Marcus laughs maniacally]

[sombre music]

[Marcus shouts]

[speaking foreign language]

[speaking foreign language]

- [Isla] Congratulations.

What an incredible display

of your strength, Marcus.

In celebration,

I arranged for you to

have a little treat.

Enjoy.

[footsteps tapping]

[door creaks]

- Well, aren't

you a mucky bunch?

Ooh,

that looks a bit sharp.

Make sure you don't run with it.

Here, this is for you.

You can share it with your

friend when he wakes up.

[laughs]

Blood [indistinct] beautiful

Welcome to the family

[humming]

[Marcus gulping]

[coughing]

[door closes]

[eerie music]

[Marcus chuckling]

[tense music]

[Marcus retching]

- [Isla] I'm very sorry Marcus.

I enjoyed your passion

and your [indistinct]

[Marcus gasping and retching]

[keyboard clacking]

[indistinct voice]

Status report two

players remaining.

[tense music]

- You knew, didn't you,

that he would die if

he k*lled Francis?

- Yeah.

- There's no way out, is there?

- I don't think so.

[chains rattle]

I wouldn't waste energy.

[Tom sobbing]

- I don't want to k*ll anyone.

- Neither did I.

But you [indistinct] Aren't you?

- You didn't have to

set him up like that.

- What would you prefer?

We let her have another game.

That was an easy decision.

Nice watch.

- It's my dad's.

- He's not getting

that back, is he?

[eerie music]

[fire crackling]

- Where have you been?

- I was, um, I was

just sorting...

- Is the dining hall ready yet?

- Yes, dear.

- Good.

- Who, um...

Who lost?

- Marcus and Francis.

Get the men upstairs.

We'll get their keys and

we'll move their cars.

- Of course.

[fire crackling]

[door opens]

I'm going to take

you boys upstairs.

Get up.

- [Isla] Tom?

Where's your car?

[tense music]

I'll ask once more

before I instruct Edward

to pull the trigger.

Where is your car?

- My chauffeur drove me.

- Your chauffeur?

So are you telling me that

you didn't arrive alone?

Well, I can't have that, can I?

They know you're here.

What's the password

to your phone?

Fine.

We'll play your way.

[electricity zapping]

[Tom screams]

Argh!

[tense music continues]

- Balloon.

- I'm sorry. What was that.

- Balloon!

- [Isla] It appears your

chauffeur has been in touch.

Dad.

Hi mate, hope you're

having a good evening

Are you going to want

picking up tomorrow?

Bit worried you haven't text.

Kiss.

[tense music continues]

I don't like liars, Tom.

- Please, please.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Please.

[scoffs]

- Why don't we give

your chauffeur a call?

- No.

[Tom sobs]

- [David] Hello?

- Hello, is this

Tom's chauffeur?

- [David] Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Hello.

Hi, there.

Um, Tom's not really

feeling very well,

and I was wondering if it

would be at all possible

for you to come and pick him up?

- [David] Oh, yes, yes, of

course. I'll be there shortly.

- That's brilliant.

Thank you.

I'll see you soon.

Just park outside the house.

Then there were three.

Get them in upstairs.

- [Edward] Get up!

Face the wall, now.

[chains rattling]

Get up! Face the wall!

[tense music]

Put your hands behind your back.

[tape ripping]

Put your hands behind your back.

[blade swishes]

[blow lands]

[Edward grunts]

Stay there!

[door slams]

[suspenseful music]

Tom, stop!

- Back off!

- Shh!

It will hear you.

You can't cut that off.

It will set off an alarm.

There are more of

them than you think.

- Yeah? How can I trust you?

- Who's that?

Who is it?

- It's my dad.

- Yeah. David?

Balloon. Balloon.

[tense music]

Sit down.

Put your arms up.

Get your arms up!

[tense music continues]

Don't move.

[door closes]

- Joe?

Joe!

I've got a plan.

[tense music continues]

- Hi, I'm here for Tom.

Is he ready?

- David.

- Edward?

I thought you were dead.

- Hi, there,

you must be Tom's chauffeur.

- Yes, David.

- Pleasure, he's just inside.

Would you mind taking

your shoes off, please?

Just this way.

[eerie music]

- Where's Tom?

- He's just getting

his things together.

Uh, can I grab you

anything to drink?

- No, thank you.

Just take me to him,

that would be great.

I'm sure he just wants to go.

[glass breaking]

[David screaming]

[tense music]

- Hello, David.

Lovely of you to join us.

Now, I must admit, you're a

little bit of a surprise, but...

Hey, h*,

here we are.

Now, your son has really

proven himself this evening.

You should be proud.

He does need to stop lying,

don't you?

We can work on that,

can't we, darling?

- Please.

Just let us go.

[Isla laughing]

- I'm afraid I can't

do that, David.

You're a witness.

Besides,

we still need to find a winner.

Mhm.

And that's where

you come in, David.

Edward?

[floorboards creaking]

Get the pliers.

- Are you sure?

- Yes I'm sure.

- [Edward] As you wish.

- Now, David,

you'd do anything to

help your son, right?

- Yes.

- Now your next move

decides who has the

advantage in the last game.

[intense music]

Pass the challenge and it

falls to your son, Tom.

Fail,

and it falls to Joe here.

- I don't understand.

- Hmm

You will.

Just wait.

- You can't do this.

[Isla laughs]

- Oh, I can.

- No, please!

- W...W...What are you doing?

- [Tom] Please!

- What are you doing?

[electricity zapping]

[Tom screams]

- Whoa! Stop! Stop it! Please!

Please! Just stop it!

Stop it!

- Ah! Ah!

- I knew you'd come

around eventually.

Now, David,

your challenge is to pull

out one of your teeth.

It's your choice which one.

- What the f*ck?

- Language, David.

You've got three minutes.

[suspenseful music]

- Sorry.

- Have you got

something to share?

- No.

- Good.

Clock's ready whenever you are.

- It'll be all right, dad.

- Oh.

How sweet.

Three.

Two.

One.

[tense music]

[David whimpering]

[David shouting]

[David sobbing]

[David shouting]

- Oh!

- Almost halfway, David.

[David screaming]

[footsteps tapping]

- Everything okay, Edward?

- Yes, dear, sorry,

you startled me, that's all.

- How's she doing?

I heard we have an

unexpected guest.

- One of the boys' fathers.

- Well, isn't that exciting?

You look tired.

- I'm fine.

- Well, don't forget

to do your chores

after everything's finished.

[tense music]

[David sobbing]

[tin rattles]

[Isla applauds]

- Congratulations, David.

Welcome to the family.

So, Tom,

you have the advantage

in the last game,

thanks to your dad.

Bad luck, Joe.

[liquid pouring]

Mm.

[Isla gasps]

Edward.

Come with me.

[tense music]

Don't go anywhere.

Mummy!

Edward spilled wine

all over my shirt.

[suspenseful music]

- Have you learned your lesson?

Look at me.

[suspenseful music continues]

- Dad, are you okay?

Come here, give me your arms.

[suspenseful music continues]

Dad, are you okay?

Right, put your arms up.

Okay.

Joe,

give me your hands.

I need you to come

with me, okay?

We have to save him.

- f*ck that. I'm not saving him.

For all we know, this

could be another game

designed to see which of us is

stupid enough to follow him.

- He's on our side.

- No one is on your side, Tom.

You want to eliminate yourself?

Be my guest.

- We can't just leave him.

Fine.

Stay.

[suspenseful music continues]

Take this.

You sh**t anything that

comes through that door.

Okay?

[suspenseful music continues]

[flesh squelches]

[body thuds]

[Tom gasping]

Hey, hey, Edward, hey, hey.

We need to go!

- Don't k*ll her, please.

- [Tom] Look, Edward, listen.

Please. Where are the car keys?

Where is she?

- She's upstairs.

[Edward gasping]

Up.

- Up?

- Up.

Up? Edward. Edward!

[suspenseful music continues]

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[Tom grunts]

[Tom grunting]

[tense music]

- We got 19, 15, 19.

Mother is dead.

Help! Help!

He's gonna kick the

door down right now!

There's two more downstairs.

I'm putting the house...

- [Tom grunting] Come on!

Ah!

- f*ck! Oh, sh*t!

[g*nsh*t]

[Isla grunts]

- Oh!

f*ck!

[combatants grunting]

- Argh!

[combatants grunting]

[combatants grunting]

[combatants grunting]

- Come on then!

[g*nsh*t]

[Tom gasping]

[Tom groaning]

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

Don't sh**t, don't

sh**t, it's me!

- [Joe] What's happening?

- [Tom] It's me. It's me.

- [Tom] We need to

leave right now.

Come on. Come on.

- [Joe] Where is she?

- [Tom] Look. She's dead.

- She's dead. Come on.

- f*ck!

- Look, she was on

the phone to someone,

I think another

family is coming.

- [indistinct voice] Breached.

[indistinct] breached.

[tense music continues]

[indistinct voice on radio]

[tense music continues]

- Are we just gonna run?

- They'll hear us if

we go for the car.

- Ain't gonna lie, lad,

running was never my fort.

- We've got no choice.

- Then that's what

we're gonna do.

On three?

- Yeah.

On three.

Ready?

One. Two.

- [Man] Eyes on the target.

Take the shot.

[g*nf*re]

We've got a code red.

I repeat, a code red.

[g*nf*re]

[indistinct voice] Disconnected.

[dramatic music]

[liquid sloshing]

[dramatic music continues]

[lighter flicks]

[flames roaring]

- In today's news, a series

of disappearances in Berkshire

is being investigated

by Thames Valley Police

after a link was made

between several of the cases.

- World's a scary

place now, isn't it?

- Too right.

- [Reporter] On 49

Midnight Road, Reading...

- Well, thank you.

- [Reporter] ...October, only

hours.

- Lovely as always.

- Same time tomorrow?

- Oh, you know me

too well, Chris.

[Chris laughs]

- See you later.

- Bye.

- Ta da!

- [Reporter] ...Black trousers

at around 6 p.m. on the

28th of October last year.

If you have any information.

[tense music]

- [Chris] He's gone now.

Let's go.

[eerie music]

[slow rock music]

[slow rock music continues]

[slow rock music continues]