Lord of the Wolves (2024)

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- 10 years I've

been living in this city.

The day I moved here,

this guy had his head

cut off in the streets.

Mum was kind of terrified.

I was 18 then.

Photography was something

I'd always loved,

that's why I came here to study.

West London Uni was fine

more than Dad could

realistically afford.

And photography is something

you either have or you don't,

so the school was only

good for this one teacher,

Professor Malone.

Basically took me

under his wing.

I graduated, went freelance,

took weddings, sh*t gigs.

Yeah, it's a struggle.

Then in that funny way the

universe works,

I came to actually live

with Professor Malone.

I mean, Albert.

No, not how you're thinking.

Nothing weird, all right?

We just stayed friends.

I'm no trouble see,

I keep to myself,

so this all worked out

for us pretty well,

for a while anyway.

- I'm f*cking f*cked, aren't I?

- They wanna

hospitalize you

for the first week

of treatment.

- I don't want it.

No treatment, Nic.

I've got other plans.

- What plans?

- I'm too young for this sh*t.

- Well.

What am I supposed to do?

- Nic.

I've got the f*cking tumor.

You're fine.

- No I,

yeah, I just,

f*ck, I wanna cry.

- It is what it is.

Doctors say I've got a

year at the best.

We'll see.

Doctors really don't

know anything.

They want more blood.

Why don't you head home?

I'll get a taxi when I'm done.

- Beth, will you

hurry up in there.

We're gonna be late.

- Just a minute, Todd.

- What are you doing?

Beth!

- Sorry.

- I said you looked fine

20 minutes ago.

The taxi's outside.

- I have Mr. Malone's

test results.

You see this?

It's a malignant tumor.

I'm afraid to say

went undetected

through stages one,

two, and three.

It's not good news.

It can be treated with chemo,

but it's an

aggressive treatment.

It wouldn't be easy for

someone of Mr. Malone's age.

- How long does he have?

- With chemo,

no more than a year.

- So are you gotta tell me

what all that was about or?

- What?

- You, acting like that.

- Like what?

- Weird, Beth.

What is wrong with you tonight?

- I'm just tired.

- Yeah well, you embarrassed me.

What are Jack and Sarah

gonna bloody think?

- I'm sorry.

- Next time if you don't

want to come just say.

- I did want to come, Todd.

- No, if you wanted to come,

you wouldn't have sat

there all zoned out

like you've got some

sort of social problem.

You have to contribute to

the conversation, Beth,

otherwise, what's even the

point in having you there?

You've been off for weeks.

I don't know how much

longer I can put up with this.

I need a drink and

I'm off to bed.

- Goodnight.

- So what I'm hearing is that

you can only get ugly guys

to f*ck you now, Sean.

- No, no, no, no.

What I'm saying is

don't rule out

unfortunate-looking hookups.

Like why are we always

looking for handsome faces

when they're not putting

their f*cking face in you?

It's like we're programmed

to expect great sex

from pretty people,

but what matters is the d*ck.

- Oh, Jesus.

- And the uglier they are the

better they are at f*cking.

- Oh, what?

- Sean?

Whoa, what? What does it matter?

- Because they never get

good looking guy

show them any attention.

So suddenly you're into them

and it's like Christmas

came f*cking early.

- You have a terrifyingly

high opinion of yourself.

- Ugh, there's no way

of saying this

without sounding

like an as*h*le.

- So that wasn't the aim

of this whole tangent?

- These guys just have

this energy, right?

Like this could be their

one chance with you

before you stop and realize,

wait, have I actually

looked at this guy's face?

He looks like a fricking goblin.

- So how many

Quasimodo-looking Grinder freaks

have you bottomed for already?

- Oh, Sean not told

you his rule?

He always has three

guys on the go.

- Three regular f*ck buddies.

- Oh, Sean.

- Look this is the

struggle of being single,

which I hate, by the way.

I don't have round on

the clock access to d*ck,

which is like pretty sad.

- Sean, darling, you

need therapy.

- Yeah.

Conversion.

We don't want you no more.

- So are they all ugly

or is it like you need

two ugly ones

and a pretty one to

balance it out?

- It doesn't matter.

Sean just needs them

to f*ck good

and have a big monster c*ck.

Isn't that right, Sean?

Right? Sean.

Sean.

- What?

- To desperate times.

- I'm not desperate, you b*tch.

- No, 'cause you've gone

through all the gym bros

within five mile radius.

- Aw babes, do they not

takes you back?

- He ghosted a few

too many times.

- Look, I ghost, they

don't ghost me.

- Oh, I get it. I get it.

You wanna be treated like

a pretty little princess.

- Sean likes to be treated

like a piece of meat.

- Oh, and how would you know?

- You mean f*ck like a

piece of meat?

- Pretty meat, though.

- Oh, duh.

Like a f*cking Fullblood

Wagyu Tenderloin.

- No, you're definitely

just the rump.

- Cheers! Big cheers!

- Finish your f*cking

pornstars you q*eers

and let's go dance.

You and I forever

You and I forever

You and I forever

- Oh sh*t.

- Oi! f*ck this guy.

- Oh, sh*t!

- Hey!

Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo.

- Sorry, I was just,

I'm just a photographer.

- No no, wait, wait, wait.

- What phone have

you got for me?

- Sorry?

- What's this then?

- That's my camera.

- I said what phone have

you got for me?

- I don't have anything for you.

- Do you wanna know what

I got for you?

- Oh, f*ck.

- Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck indeed.

Phone and wallet.

- Okay, yeah.

But this all I've got, okay?

Hey, no, no, no.

That's my, please.

That's my camera.

It's got my photos on

it for work.

- Oh shut up!

If he says it's his,

then it's f*cking is!

- Oi!

- Is this what you wanted?

- It's f*cking junk, man.

- Prick.

- Hey.

Hey, what's going on?

I live here.

- Sir, this

is a restricted area.

- This is my flat.

- Nicholas Cross?

- What the f*ck is going on?

- Let him through.

- Neighbor called in

a disturbance.

So are you family or?

- I'm his tenant.

We're friends.

We're close.

- He's at the hospital.

Doesn't look as though

they can do much for him.

All this happened before

they got here.

- Do you know what this is?

- I thought it was a

paperweight.

- Hmm.

Interesting.

Do you keep a reptile

here or something?

- What?

- The pet food got out.

They're everywhere.

- Got somewhere you can

stay tonight?

- Um.

I don't really sleep,

but um, yeah, I'll be fine.

- You ever

heard of Lycaon?

- What is that?

- Lie-Kay-Un.

He's like an old London legends,

like half-man, half-wolf.

Hides in the city of London.

- Don't know it.

- No.

It's one of those things that

they tell you on the street.

It's kind of like a bit of a-

- Cautionary tale?

- Right.

So Lycaon was this guy

who lived in Whitechapel.

This is back in the

olden times, of course.

And this guy couldn't catch a

f*cking break.

He worked like a dog.

In fact, people thought he

started to look like a dog.

I'm talking like skin

discoloration as well.

A bit like what we found

on your p*ssy.

- Dean!

f*ck' hell.

London back then was

full of disease.

- What?

And it ain't today?

- Okay.

- Yeah, so my guy falls on

hard, hard times, you know.

Poor as sh*t.

Nothing to eat.

Nowhere to live.

So he commits the ultimate sin.

- What's that?

- He eats human

flesh to survive.

- Oh.

- What?

The guy's gotta f*cking eat

though, right?

I mean, there's

versions of the story

where he goes after people

on the streets.

Women, you know.

Like a wolf!

- Oh!

Dean!

I'm all wet now.

- So what?

I like you better

when you're wet.

- The story is bullshit.

It never happened.

- It's a legend, you knob.

It's been-

- Embellished?

- Well.

- Next time you wanna

scare me, try harder.

I don't think I'll be

losing any sleep.

- Who said you could sleep?

- Dean.

- Oh, you wanted to stay over,

right?

You know what that means?

- Stay over?

I pay rent here f*ck-head.

- Yeah, and that's only

because I let you.

Come on, Kirsty.

Don't be annoying.

- I'm not.

- The rent is due

tomorrow by the way,

so I'm gonna need that cash.

- I know, I have it.

- Yeah?

And you know I don't like

it when I have to ask.

- I have it!

- All right.

Okay, all right.

Come here.

Come here.

Yeah.

- What is that?

- Go back to sleep, babe.

- What is it?

- You don't wanna try this,

all right?

Everyone start on this.

- You said you could

stop if you wanted to.

Like if you really wanted to.

- Um.

- I'll be back in a second

to come and cuddle yeah.

- Beth.

It's early.

- I've got a meeting.

- It's 6:00 AM.

- See you later.

- Well, you're eight

weeks along.

Everything seems fairly normal.

- Eight weeks?

- I know this can be

overwhelming, Ms. Crawford.

- Sorry.

I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

You've absolutely no

need to apologize.

- It's not my partner's.

It's not Todd's.

He barely, you know,

there was a man at my work.

I never would've let him.

He um...

I...

I...

Froze.

- Have you reported

this to anyone?

- No.

- Have you thought about

reporting it to the police?

- I haven't told anyone.

It's um...

I did the test,

but I didn't wanna

think it was real.

- You have options,

Ms. Crawford.

If this isn't something

that you want to do,

there are many nice

people out there

who can't have children

of their own.

We can connect you

with an agency.

- I don't know if I

could do that.

- All right.

Do you have a friend you

can call to pick you up?

- I just need time to

think this over.

Thank you.

- f*ck!

Ugh, for f*ck's sake, Dean!

- I am so sorry, Nic.

We tried everything we

possibly could.

Can I call anybody for you?

- Nicholas.

Nicholas.

- Nic?

Nic?

Are you okay?

You fainted.

You fainted.

- Sean?

Sean?

Hey!

Wake the f*ck up.

- For f*ck sake, Kirsty.

Can I get some privacy?

- Like you care.

Looks to have been a

successful night.

- Do you not know how to knock?

- The door was wide open.

You could have been robbed.

Why do you always do this?

You know we've got lunch

with mom today.

- There's your answer, genius.

- You're trying to embarrass

yourself in front of her?

- Unlike some of us Kirsty babe,

I don't have the

energy to keep up

with this golden child act.

- What act?

- This f*cking perfect daughter

act you've got going on.

- Water. Paracetamol.

Now go wash last night's

shag out of your mouth,

c*ck-breath.

- Right. Yeah, okay.

Look away.

- Can I borrow some cash?

I've got my purse.

- Yeah, whatever.

- 40 quid all right?

I'll pay you back.

- You never do,

Kirsty, but it's fine.

- Thanks.

You've got five minutes.

How's Dean?

Still living together,

I presume?

- He's good, mum.

- What is it he does again?

- Just, you know,

general odd jobs.

- And that pays enough, does it?

- Well, we never seem

to have a problem so.

- Oh well, that's wonderful,

darling.

It's good to have someone

who can provide.

Your father and I must

get around to visiting.

I want to see this flat.

- At some point.

Just lots of decorating to do,

that's all.

- Well, I'm just glad to see

that you finally settled.

You had us worried.

Why not bring him

along next time?

Hmm? He's always welcome.

- I know he wants to meet you.

Just, he's busy.

- Well, I want to see

who my daughter

is spending her time with.

- Dean's trash.

What?

You know you can do

better for yourself.

- Sean, I'm talking

to your sister.

- Sorry, why was I invited if

you don't wanna ask about me?

I'm done with listening to

this bullshit about Dean.

He's pretty f*cking far

from perfect.

- Stop!

- Every nice girl I know ends

up with a complete low life.

Nothing going for them.

Just want to shake these girls.

- Sean, could we just

have one dinner

without your theatrics?

- You're my sister,

so I can say this.

- What are you going

to have then?

Kirsty, the five cheese

marinara sounds good.

- How's Dad today then?

- He's busy with work.

- He's just done with

seeing us now then.

- No, that is not the case,

Sean.

- He's that ashamed of me.

You're not gonna talk to him?

Sort it out?

- He'll come around.

Give him time.

- He's had time.

- And it's not fair on

us either, is it, Sean?

Because of your choices,

Kirsty doesn't get to see him.

Just be quiet and

order your food.

- Hi, can I take your order?

- Hello.

Yes, I will have the five

cheese marinara

and an Aperol Spritz.

Kirsty, what are you gonna have?

- You know, I'm not only g*y,

mum.

I'm the woman.

And do you know what that means?

It means I take it up the a*s.

- Sean.

- Hot muscular men make

me their little f*ck-b*tch

and I like it.

No, I f*cking love it.

And if you've not spent

your whole life

being such a boring square,

maybe you'd have found

what you like

instead of being an old

judgmental b*tch

because I managed it

and you didn't.

- You think you are not

miserable, Sean?

- I can come back in

a few minutes.

- I think you better leave.

- Yeah, going.

- Sean.

- Whatever Kirsty,

I f*cking hate her.

- Why can't we just be

a normal family, eh?

- I'm sorry, mum.

I might have to go after him.

- Yes, it's fine.

- Sean.

What was that?

- Nothing I ever say

gets through

to her thick f*cking skull.

You know, it's all

right for you.

She asks about you,

about your job,

about your boyfriend,

about your life.

I just sit there.

She's not showing the

slightest bit of interest

as if nothing I do

f*cking matters.

- Well, I'm sorry

she's like that,

but you don't have to

sh*t all over my life.

- It's true, Kirsty.

Dean's no good for you.

- Well, fine.

We can have that conversation.

You can tell me all your

f*cking shitty opinions,

just not in front of

f*cking mum, all right?

Not today.

- Please just stop trying

to be her precious

little children.

We're both f*ck ups, babe.

And we're both nothing

like she wants us to be

so just stop trying

to please her.

- Yeah, everywhere I go,

people just get worse and worse.

People are just out

for themselves.

Everyone is just f*cking nuts.

Everyone.

Except for you, Sean.

You're the only person who

understands me.

You're my brother.

If you don't have my back,

then I've got nothing.

Not one person by my side.

- No one's against you, Kirsty.

- Really?

Because some days it

feels like every f*ck

is out for my blood.

The rent.

The day job.

Our parents.

My twat boyfriend.

I know nothing in my life

is perfect, all right?

I don't need you to tell me.

- Yeah, well newsflash,

you're not the only one

that feels like that.

- So talk to me about it then.

- You still have parents

who care about you, Kirsty?

I have nothing.

Okay? We are not on the

same page here.

You know nothing about

being rejected

for something that you

can't f*cking change.

- So what?

We're just gonna fall

out over this?

- In the end everyone

turns their back on me.

I f*cking ruined today,

didn't I?

I'm a disappointment to them.

And someday soon I'll be a

disappointment to you too.

- Sean.

Please don't walk away from me.

What the f*ck?

Dean?

Dean, open the f*ck up.

Dean!

- Hey, I've just put my

little girl to sleep.

You won't get in there.

They came around this afternoon,

replaced the locks

and everything.

If you want your stuff,

you're gonna have to

speak to the landlord.

Your rent was three

months overdue.

- Hey!

No, it's all right.

I'm looking for Dean.

Do you know him?

- All right.

I'll show you the way.

They're gonna love you there.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

Fresh meat.

- Todd?

- What the f*ck is this?

Please not yours.

Tell me it's not.

- Todd.

- Is this the reason you've

been acting such a creep

these past months?

Is it?

Answer me!

'Cause there is no way this

is mine and you know that.

- Of course, it's not yours.

I don't think you can stand me.

- Is that what this is?

- A man at work, Liam,

followed me,

forced me into the back

of his car, and held me down.

So,

you think I've been

acting a little weird?

Yes.

I'm f*cking weird.

The world is f*cking weird.

Everything is upside down, Todd.

And now I find out.

I find out I'm f*cking pregnant

from one time that I just

want to forget ever happened.

But what do you care?

It's just Beth being a cry baby.

Making a fuss.

- You swear it was

just one time?

- It wasn't my choice, Todd.

It was not my choice.

- He didn't leave any bruises,

did he?

Nothing.

I mean, did you even

put up a fight?

We spoke about kids.

We said we weren't ready.

- Todd.

- I just don't know why

you didn't say anything.

- How could I tell you?

How?

How could I know what to say?

- You can't keep it.

- That's not, I'm,

there's lots for me

to think about.

- You'd keep another man's kid

and expect me to stick

around for that?

- I don't know, Todd.

You're the least of my

worries right now.

- You understand why it just

doesn't seem very plausible

when you've kept it quiet

from me for so long.

- Well, there were times,

so many times I wanted to

say something.

I almost did-

- Then why the f*ck didn't you?

- I didn't know how.

I couldn't say the words.

This is my home, Todd.

This is my life.

I just needed someone

who would understand.

Please say something.

- I better stay

somewhere else tonight.

We'll talk about this.

- Todd, please.

- Everything I do is for you.

This house, this job.

I feel like a f*cking idiot.

- Todd, don't go.

Todd.

Not tonight, Todd!

- Dean?

Dean!

- Kirsty?

- What the f*ck?

- You shouldn't be here, babe.

- Where's the money, as*h*le?

You took the rent and cash

and they changed the

f*cking locks.

- Kirsty, you need to go home.

- I don't have a home to go to,

Dean.

- I tried to keep you

out of this, all right?

Please, just go.

- You're a f*cking prick.

You know that?

- Kirsty, go!

- Ms. Marsh.

- Who is that?

What is this place?

- Kirsty, forget about me,

all right?

You need to go.

Get out of here, please.

- Ms. Marsh.

- Who's back there?

- You know who we are.

We rule this city

from the shadows.

All the foulest stories

you thought false,

I prove to be true.

- Lycaon.

- Summon me, Ms. Marsh.

Summon me.

- Your f*ck' p*ssy is

mine tonight.

Anything I wanna do

you're gonna let me.

Think you can handle it,

little sl*t?

- Come on, you.

Come meet my friends.

- Todd?

Please, please.

Can you come over here?

- It's one o'clock

in the morning, Beth.

- It's just um,

I get the feeling there's

somebody in the house.

I'm seeing things, Todd.

It's him.

I can't.

I just can't be by

myself right now, please.

- Beth, we're

not talking right now.

- Where are you?

Who's that?

- One second.

Beth, don't call me.

Good night.

- I need you.

Todd?

Todd?

- sh*t!

Hey!

Hey!

You selfish prick!

What's so bad in your life

that you'd have to go and

do something like that, huh?

Did the person you spend every

day with up and disappear?

Did you get mugged and

beaten in the street

coming home from your

shitty day job?

Did any of that f*cking

bullshit happen to you?

- I think somebody

stole my wallet.

- That's it?

- I'm f*cking drunk, okay?

And nobody gives a f*ck

about me anymore.

- So?

Forget about them.

You'll get over it.

- I don't know.

- I just saved your life.

Whatever.

- What's going on?

Hey, hey, wait.

- It's f*cking cold.

- Yeah?

Maybe next time, mind

your own business.

- Sorry.

I have a lot of anger.

- Yeah, no sh*t.

- You were rude.

- I was.

- You were.

- Okay look, I admitted to it,

okay? It was stupid.

I wasn't actually gonna jump.

- I think you were.

- Okay, maybe I was gonna jump.

Okay, next time I'll just

go home and have a cry wank.

Okay?

I'm Sean, by the way.

- Nic.

- You're a photographer?

- Trying to be.

I was mugged.

They broke my good camera,

so now I'm stuck using this.

- Maybe you shouldn't be

out here so late at night.

It's not exactly the

safest place to be.

- It's where all the

good pictures are.

I was actually trying to

break in to this place

to take some photos,

but I bottled it.

- Break in?

- There's this old church

over on Mount Park.

It's empty now.

- You mean Arcadia?

- You've heard of it?

- Yeah, guys from the club

go there to buy drugs.

Take it and you're like,

partying and f*ck all night.

They're all hooked on it.

- Do you ever take it?

- No, no, no, no.

You like inject it.

I have very delicate skin.

Skincare is very, very

important to me.

- Right.

And have you noticed

anything strange?

Weird people following you?

- What kind of people?

Hey, where are you going?

- To see what's inside.

- You said it's empty.

- I did.

- Sorry.

Okay, so it's creepy as f*ck.

And it's empty.

And it stinks of-

- Rotting meat.

- Yeah.

We shouldn't be in here.

What is that?

- It belonged to a

friend of mine.

I think there should be

a way to open it.

- Let me try.

Come on.

f*ck.

Ow!

- Hey.

Oh f*ck!

Nic?

- How tough life must be

for a couple of young men still

trying to find their feet.

All the unfortunates, the

stragglers, always find me.

- Who are you people?

- I am the disease.

The Prince of Pestilence.

King of Kings.

- We are the Sons of Lycaon.

- I have been here since

the Black Death.

I lit the Great Fire

and danced to it's flames.

- We, the Sons of Lycaon

are all around you.

- Once my blood is pumping

through your veins,

you will see us.

- Sean, get away from them.

- Sean Marsh, such a lost

and lonely soul.

So unloved with no one

there to father him.

- Sean!

- I've seen you.

- I've been watching you,

knowing there's so much

that we can do.

- For me?

- How would it feel to

devour those who wronged you?

To make them feel the pain

and rage they caused you?

- You could do that?

- Sean!

- In a dog eats dog world,

be a wolf.

- Sean, wait!

Sean!

- All right, Beth.

I can give you two minutes,

but I'm late for lunch

with the lads from Reading,

all right?

So what's up?

- Well, there was an incident,

a while back that I think

you need to be told about.

Um hmm.

- It's involving Liam.

- Liam?

He said something to you?

He rubbed you the wrong way?

He's a bit like that.

He's a bit of a lad.

- No.

After work, he wanted to,

he asked me if I

would go with him,

somewhere private.

And I said no, but he

didn't listen.

- Liam?

You think Liam has the

hots for you?

- He assaulted me.

That's what happened.

Sorry.

-Shh, shh, shh.

Please, please.

Don't do that, all right?

- I didn't ask for this.

- Beth, Liam is a star employee.

He's my top man.

We,

I can't have you going around

saying this type of thing.

- But it happened.

- Oh, he's popular with all

the girls in the office,

okay, honey?

That's just Liam.

Ah, maybe he got the wrong idea.

Look, I'll have a chat with him.

I'll get his side of the story.

- There is no other side.

- Beth.

He's an asset to this company.

You?

You're fine.

How can I put this?

Well you just blend in,

you don't bring what

Liam brings.

Yeah, okay, I've heard

some of his banter,

it can be a bit un-PC.

Christ, you can't say

anything these days

without someone getting

a bit touchy.

But we don't need this

trouble right now, okay?

Look, let's just keep

this between us, okay?

Best not to spread it

around the office.

Hmm?

Look, I have to go.

Why don't you take the

afternoon off?

You're upset.

You don't look well.

All right?

All right.

)

- Who

do you seek to devour?

Beth?

Beth?

Beth!

Beth, don't f*cking

hide from me.

What were you talking

to Martin about?

That's my boss.

What did you tell him?

I warned you.

If you spoke a word of this.

- Go away.

- Unlock the door or I'm going

to make it 10 times worse.

Open the f*cking door!

Or I will break it off its

f*cking hinges.

So you wanna play this

game with me?

Let's f*ck' play.

- I'm pregnant.

It's yours.

I'm deadly serious.

I did the test.

I had the scan.

It can only be yours.

I can't breathe.

Get away from me!

I can't move.

- Putting up a fight this time,

huh?

- No, no, no, please!

Get off me.

Please, get off me!

- Bethany.

Bethany, I can make your

darkest desires a reality.

Those who broke you

will be broken.

Those who caused your

suffering will suffer greater.

Let me help to bring

out the beast.

Summon me and I will

always be at your side.

Take my hand.

Live free and fearless.

- Mr. Cross?

Your friend Albert was the

landlord of the property.

- What?

- He never mentioned it?

- No.

- That he listed only

one name in his will.

That's you.

- What?

- You must have been

closer to Mr. Malone

than you are letting on.

Mm, I won't pry.

- Nic, you didn't tell

me you had a sugar daddy.

- I didn't.

- You know, it's okay if

you're like his f*ck sl*ve

or something.

- He died.

He had cancer.

- Oh.

Sorry.

- He died right there actually.

- What the f*ck?

Are you kidding?

- There's a small

donation to charity,

then the rest is left to you.

There's some legal paperwork,

but I know this is your home so.

- The flat is mine?

Like to own?

- The whole property.

Including downstairs.

Enjoy.

- All right, are you sure

this is the right key?

- Albert had it sealed off.

We've never been down there.

- Well, what's down there then?

Some f*cking sex

dungeon or something?

- What!

- Sorry.

- You try.

- Okay.

- Yes, it's uh, not working.

- Hurts, doesn't it?

You think I can't tell

what you're on?

Everyone can.

And everyone on the

streets is taking it

or it's taking them.

First, it was my friends,

then my boyfriend,

now they want me.

I just,

I don't know if this

will really numb the pain

or if this is just

causing it all.

- I think I'm going crazy.

I keep seeing horrible things.

- You are not going crazy.

There's hundreds of

us out there.

I just know that I can't

take much more of this.

If you want it.

I'm not sure I do.

- Here is

the latest news.

Two office workers were

found dead this afternoon

at East London's Canada Square.

The Metropolitan Police Service

are calling for any information

regarding the incident to

be reported either by phone

or by contacting the team via

their website, met.police.UK.

- Sean.

Sean, what the f*ck.

Where have you been?

We haven't heard from

you in days.

Sean?

Hey, Sean, talk to me.

- Hi, back so soon?

- Just couldn't stay away, huh?

- I'm surprised your a*s

has recovered.

- Why don't we take this

back to my place, huh?

- What's wrong with here?

- I've got a real nice place.

Cost my dad a f*cking fortune.

Plus, I just want that really

big c*ck all to myself.

- Is it far?

- The other night,

did you rob me?

- Just keep quiet, all right?

Let me enjoy this.

- Ah! Ah! Ah!

f*ck, ow!

- Answer me, you creep.

- The f*ck?

If you wanna be on top,

all right, that's cool.

- Did you rob me?

- What?

- Ah, ah, ah, ah, f*ck!

- I'm tired of being treated

like sh*t by guys like you.

- Get off me!

Ah!

- What's the matter?

You don't like it?

- Ah!

- I want you to know what

it feels like

to be treated like you're

absolutely nothing.

- All right! I'm sorry,

I'm sorry.

- Hi, Sean. It's me.

So you were right.

Everyone's crazy.

We live in a crazy world

full of crazy people.

But we had each other and

that was all I needed.

You're not just my brother.

You're my soulmate.

And there's so many things

I wish I could have done.

It was never okay to watch Mom

and Dad treat you like that.

It would've been so easy to

have lent you a helping hand,

but I let you make

your own mistakes

thinking I was doing

the right thing

and watched you going

through it all alone.

I realize now how far a hand

to guide you can really go.

Without you I have nothing.

Every person I get close to,

I can only think of you

and nothing compares.

By the time you hear this,

I'll have found my own

way out this mess.

And that's just me, Sean.

Your big sister letting

you down again,

because it's all I

know how to do,

and I f*cking hate

myself for it.

Just don't forget how

great you are.

You deserve better

than all of this.

And I've gone,

wishing,

just wishing,

I could have stayed with you.

- Kirsty?

- Five stars.

- Well.

- I'll go get some

champagne glasses.

Why don't you wait for

me in the bed?

- Todd, you've left

the bloody window open.

There's bugs in our bed.

- What babe?

- Tina?!

- Hi, Todd.

Come back, b*tch.

Six years together, all

laid to waste in seconds.

Funny how it's like that.

What does last forever?

- Just go home, Beth.

- I have no home anymore.

Just one horrible incident

and everything irreversibly

changes so fast.

So all that work you put

in counted for nothing.

If I'd have known, Todd,

I wouldn't have wasted a

second on you.

- Just let Tina go.

- You care so much about her.

- Oh my god!

Beth, this isn't you.

- I know.

I haven't been feeling

myself lately.

Remember the day we met, at

that little bar in Islington?

God, you looked so cool, Todd.

I remember thinking, I am

gonna get this man to like me.

Yeah, I was adamant we

were meant to be.

You always said the

right things.

Love you, babe.

Miss you, babe.

But I don't think I ever

really did get you to like me.

I gave so much.

So many compromises.

By the time I stopped to

think about what I wanted,

it was too late.

I had nothing left to give.

Two blind fools stuck

together like bugs on flypaper

thinking we had it made,

but we had nothing really, Todd.

- I think people just get used

to each other, don't they?

It's that codependency

thing that people have.

They think it's love but

maybe it isn't.

Holy god!

You k*lled her.

Tina!

- What I'm gonna do to

you won't be so quick.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Can I use your phone?

Please, can I use your phone?

Listen, there's a guy, okay?

He was normal

and then he turned to some

f*cking wolf man or something.

I just need to use your

phone quickly.

Please, please.

f*ck.

- Hi.

- Who the f*ck are you?

- What happened in here?

- Get out.

- You're changing, aren't you?

You're like me.

Something's awakened inside you.

Something beast-like.

- Just don't come any closer.

- I'm not gonna hurt you.

Although I realize now I'm

capable of terrible things.

I can't control it.

I think you might know

what I'm talking about?

- You've seen them?

Lycaon?

- The wolves.

Something awful is

happening to us

and I think we need answers.

- I think I know someone

that can help.

Nic? Nic?

- Sean, where the f*ck

have you been?

- This is Beth.

She knows about Arcadia.

She knows about everything.

- What happened?

- Bad things.

We have a slight problem.

- All right, but let's

get you both inside.

- Nic.

- Shh.

I didn't leave that open.

Hey, look.

- That's that stuff.

His blood.

- Wait!

Nic, it's me.

- No, no, no.

- No, you're dead.

You're dead.

I'm f*cking crazy.

- You're not crazy, Nic.

- This isn't real.

You died in a hospital.

I was there.

- Life, death,

to Lycaon it is but a game.

I was dying, Nic.

I didn't want to leave.

I knew there was a way.

I knew the great wolf-Lord

Lycaon could offer more time.

But there's too much of

a price to pay,

watching you from the shadows.

What can be summoned,

can surely be banished.

No, it's not too late.

You have that blood pyramid.

It's what drew him to our world,

and it is what can

send him back.

I'm bound to him now.

My blood is one with the

Lord of Wolves.

- Nicholas, your

time has come.

- I want to make a deal

with you, Lycaon.

I want you to let

these people go.

Sean, Albert.

They're not monsters.

- Oh, but they are, Nicholas.

It's the city that drives

them to this extreme.

We must transform to live.

- We're fine with how we are.

- What do you see when you

close your eyes, Nicholas?

I'm there waiting in your

blackest dreams.

I can help you.

I can make sure nothing

stands in your way.

- I can do that without you.

- You're weak, Nicholas.

Nicholas.

- You're all so weak,

so lost and alone.

That's what brought you to me.

- When Sean was on the

tracks that night,

I was the one who stopped him.

When Albert got his

diagnosis, I was there.

When he died, it was me

that was at the hospital.

See, we're not all alone.

We don't need to join you.

- They've done terrible

things and you will too.

Think of all the days and

weeks and years

you felt so lonely.

- No.

- The dying old man

with company,

but a cancer ate him from

the inside out.

- Beth, Sean.

- Everyone let you believe you

were destined for greatness.

Life is simply one

disappointment after the next.

It's dull, Nicholas.

I can show you a better way

and everything you want

you will take.

- You took my sister, you f*ck!

- Oh, sad little Sean.

Your sister made her own way.

Your parents turned

their backs on you.

Kirsty turned her back on you.

What they didn't know is that

you turned your back on

yourself a long time ago.

- Don't listen to him.

- And how could you not when

there's so much to hate?

So much selfishness,

so much self-pity.

- You're wrong.

That's not me.

- Oh, but it is, Sean.

As your sister lays shivering

and dying in the streets,

in the gutters, you

indulged yourself.

- No.

- You let her die.

- No.

- She needed you and you

weren't there.

You never were.

- Stay away from him!

- Oh, Bethany.

So misunderstood.

The world took you for

a timid little fool.

But I knew you were

greater than them.

I empowered you.

- You made me evil.

- Every drop spilled the

pain went away.

- But it didn't,

it only made it worse.

- Worse?

So what if I let him live?

How many more after-work visits

could you have handled

before it broke you?

- I'm gonna stand up for myself.

If people hurt me, I'm

gonna hold them accountable.

- Don't forget that you are

pathetic little mouse, Bethany.

But I turned you into a lioness.

Lioness that belongs

to me for all eternity.

- Leave us alone!

- That was the

last time I saw Lycaon.

By now the whole thing

feels like a dream.

But I still feel them

watching us all from the

shadows and empty streets.

Keeping friends in this

city is tough.

Sean and Beth left just

as suddenly as they came.

Nobody sticks around for long.

How could they?

People looked,

especially the police,

but I don't think they

ever found them.

Let all the dark things that

happened here be forgotten.

Left alone until some poor

soul finds them again.

I'm just happy knowing

it won't be me.