["Hoochie Coochie Man" playing]
Busy day?
Not really.
I've had a bit of a crazy one.
Oh, yeah?
Did you hear about the m*rder?
Yeah, motel owner.
Only an hour up the road.
Nasty.
Really?
I can't really tell you too much
about it, though.
Okay.
He got sh*t through the chin.
Blood... all over the ceiling.
- [cashier] Oh, my God.
- Yeah.
- Cleaner found him in the cupboard.
- What?
Oh! Wardrobe.
Whoever did it,
they hid the body in a wardrobe.
- [cashier] Jesus!
- Yep.
Some weirdos out there. [sighs]
Daughter's birthday tomorrow.
She's three.
Right.
[cash register dings]
Stay safe.
[cash register slams shut]
♪ The hoochie-coochie man
Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Everybody knows
Oh, yeah... ♪
[woman over radio]
Control to Sid. Over.
- [sighs]
- [radio beeps]
- Go ahead.
- [radio beeps]
[woman over radio]
Where have you been?
- [radio beeps]
- In a shop.
[radio beeps]
[woman over radio] Potential code two
in the cafe off Forest Road
- up at the crossing. Can you check in?
- [sighs]
[radio beeps]
I was on my way home.
[woman over radio]
Yeah, can you check in?
[radio beeps]
Roger that.
[song fades out]
How did you know where I live?
James told me last night.
[Alyssa] Thanks, James.
This is pretty awkward.
What do you say to someone
you abandoned in a car park?
Do you want a scone?
Okay.
[Alyssa]
Maybe I should have been nicer to her.
Sit down. I'll bring it over.
[tense music playing]
[Alyssa] She's pretty harmless.
She's just strange.
- Can I have a glass of water?
- Yeah.
Do you have ice?
No.
[glass clinks]
[water running]
[James]
sh*t!
- Do you want some jam?
- No, thank you.
I'm sorry we left you.
It's okay.
No, it's not okay.
It's, like, a really sh*t thing to do.
I've had a bad couple of days.
Well, you've said sorry now.
Yeah.
[phone dialing]
[phone line ringing]
[woman over phone]
Hello, emergency services.
- Hello.
- [static over phone]
Can you hear me, hello?
[woman on phone talking indistinctly]
If you can hear me, help!
- [woman over phone] Hello?
- Hello?
[breathing shakily]
I need help.
Oh, sh*t!
- Did you see your sister?
- She was out.
Is something wrong?
- [toilet flushes]
- [door opens]
I'd give it a minute in there.
Sorry.
I thought this place was empty.
It will be soon.
Jerry's just a really slow eater.
[paper rustling]
[gulps]
Are you okay?
You don't look very well.
I'm fine.
[menacing music playing]
[panting]
[grunts]
Where's James?
He's gone.
Where did he go?
I don't know.
I just know that he's not here.
[scoffs] Well, you could phone him.
What?
You could get him to come here.
Why would I want to get him to come here?
[grunts]
[pants]
[sniffs]
Do you want to tell me
what's going on, please?
I told you.
I came to give you this.
You left it.
Well, I'm getting a divorce,
so I probably won't be needing it.
And I wanted to see you both.
Why? What for?
[Bonnie]
I think you knew my boyfriend.
What?
Yeah.
You k*lled him.
[Alyssa] Oh, f*ck.
Lyss... can you put that on my tab?
Yeah.
I get paid Friday.
- Okay.
- No, wait.
- Thursday.
- Okay.
Is Thursday the fourth?
Jerry, it's fine.
Thanks.
All right?
Yes.
- Night, then.
- [Alyssa] Night.
[Jerry departing]
[bell on door rings]
You sent the b*ll*ts?
Yes.
Were you scared?
A bit.
You spelled my name wrong.
What?
Why did you k*ll him?
Don't you know?
I want you to tell me.
Because he was gonna hurt me.
Don't lie.
I'm not lying.
- [snorts]
- He was.
Tell me...
what you did to him.
Tell me!
We broke into his house.
[Bonnie]
Whose house?
You know who.
Say it.
The professor, Clive.
We broke into his house.
Why did you break into his house?
I don't know. We were 17.
We drank some of his vodka and his wine.
We ate some of his food,
put his records on.
And then we went to bed.
[Bonnie] Then what?
Then what?
Then I woke up...
and he'd come back.
And he was there in the room.
And he shut the door.
You were in his bedroom?
- [Alyssa] Yeah.
- What did it look like?
- What?
- Nothing.
[sniffles]
Then what?
He asked me if I was a virgin,
and then he hit me.
[whispering] Shut up.
He held me down,
and then he tried to get on top of me.
Shut up!
You asked me to tell you.
[vehicle approaching]
Who's that?
How the f*ck should I know?
Did you call the police?
No, when would I have done that?
[panting]
Get rid of them,
or I'll k*ll them as well as you.
[Alyssa] I'm definitely dying then.
[breathes shakily]
[bell on door rings]
Evening.
Hiya.
Hello.
- Everything all right?
- Yeah, fine.
We um... had an emergency call from here.
Was that you?
No, everything's fine.
Oh.
Hmm.
Must have been some kind of mix-up.
[chuckles]
Just the two of you here?
Yes.
Mind if I, uh, have a look around?
Sure.
[door creaks]
- All fine.
- Yeah.
Right.
I guess I'll be on my way then.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Wait.
Is that apple strudel?
Um, yeah.
Lovely.
Yes, please.
You, uh, make that yourself?
No.
- Ah.
- [plate clinks]
[Alyssa] I've never been so happy
and so sad to see someone.
I'd love it warm.
Oven's broken.
Right.
Do you have any cream?
Brilliant.
Thanks.
Mmm. Lovely.
- Hmm.
- [heart b*ating]
Best be careful at the moment,
out there.
Yeah.
Have you heard about the m*rder?
What m*rder?
[Sid]
Guy who runs the motel.
Only an hour up the road.
[breathing shakily]
What happened?
[Sid]
I shouldn't really say.
He got sh*t in the head.
And then put in a cupboard.
Right.
[Sid] I keep saying cupboard.
It's wardrobe.
They put him in a wardrobe.
[Alyssa] She wasn't having sex with him.
She was k*lling him.
Maybe both.
Hmm. It's probably why
someone phoned about here.
What?
Mmm.
Well, there's always hoaxes
and stuff, you know...
after a m*rder.
It's kids being silly.
Calling us up. [chuckles]
Right.
[Sid]
That was delicious.
What do I owe you?
Two pounds.
[Sid] Two pounds.
Mmm.
Here you go.
Ah. Don't need that.
What about...
for your expenses or something?
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Okay.
Thank you very much though.
You all right?
I'm fine.
Okay.
Night, then.
[tense music playing]
- Stay safe.
- [bell on door rings]
Oh, sh*t
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
Lock the door.
[breathing deeply]
[Alyssa]
You k*lled him?
The man at the motel?
Sort of.
What?
Where's James?
I told you I don't know.
[Alyssa] Please stay where you are, James.
[Kn*fe clattering]
What was that?
[sighs]
I can see you.
[Sid stammering]
Come in, please. Please come in.
[woman over radio] Go ahead.
I'm at the cafe on Forest Road.
Suspect is an IC3 female. She has a g*n.
Repeat. She has a g*n!
Unbelievable.
Sorry.
See?
You're a liar.
I didn't know he was there
until a minute ago.
And why didn't you tell me?
Because I don't want you to hurt him.
So what now?
What are you gonna do?
I'm going to sh**t you both.
- Why didn't you already?
- [Bonnie] What?
k*ll us.
Because...
Because what?
- I wanted to talk to you first.
- Why?
So I could hear it from you,
what happened.
Your boyfriend tried to r*pe me.
So James stabbed him.
What else is there to say?
Why can't you tell the truth?
- That is the truth!
- No.
You were waiting for him.
You broke into his house,
and you waited for him...
- This is bullshit!
- Alyssa.
- It is.
- She's got a g*n.
There were other girls.
You must know that.
That was never proved.
What? There were loads.
There was a video and photos.
We saw them.
You're wrong.
It was different with me.
How do you know he didn't have a plan?
Maybe you were just lucky.
[exhales]
No.
[emphatically]
No!
He loved me.
[crying] And you took him from me.
You k*lled him.
I... I k*lled him.
Please, let her go.
f*ck off, James.
- What?
- Stop trying to save me.
[stammers]
I don't...
Yeah, we k*lled him.
Then you have to get punished.
People are supposed to get punished.
You think we weren't?
I'm always in that house.
I'm always in that room.
I can't get out.
Maybe I did some things
I shouldn't have done,
but I didn't deserve that.
[James] Please, Bonnie.
None of us asked for this.
None of us.
[Alyssa] It's weird knowing
you're going to die.
You feel like you're old,
and you know everything,
so you don't give a sh*t anymore.
We're not gonna say sorry.
You wanna k*ll us, I get that.
But what happens next?
- What happens to you?
- [James] She's right.
You might think
you don't have a chance, but you do.
[g*n f*ring]
[crying]
[Alyssa] Bonnie?
Bonnie?
What do I do?
What do I do with all the pain?
I don't know.
["I'm A Dreamer" playing]
Okay.
- [sniffles]
- [Alyssa shouts] No!
No! [grunts]
[Bonnie struggles]
[Bonnie sobbing]
♪ I go upstairs ♪
♪ And I ease my cares, yeah ♪
♪ A dreamer ♪
♪ I'm a dreamer... ♪
I'm really tired.
Yeah.
♪ Dream of you... ♪
[Alyssa] The problem
with a person having a lack of love
is that they don't know
what it looks like.
So it's easy for them to get tricked,
to see things that aren't there.
But then I guess
we all lie to ourselves all the time.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
[police siren wailing]
♪ Are you a dreamer? ♪
♪ Do you dream a lot? ♪
♪ Would you come upstairs? ♪
♪ Would you ease my cares? ♪
02x07 - Episode 7
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Series is based on Charles Forsman's mini-comics The End of the f*cking World, which were collected into a book in 2013.
Series is based on Charles Forsman's mini-comics The End of the f*cking World, which were collected into a book in 2013.