-[electric gate clattering]
-[eerie music]
-[gate banging]
-[footsteps patting]
[car engine rumbling]
[car door clattering]
[car door slamming]
-[car beeping]
-[eerie whistling]
[tense music]
-[keys jangling]
-[Sarah sighing]
[lights flickering]
[eerie music]
[eerie whistling]
[tense music]
[Sarah] Hello?
[footsteps thudding]
[metal clanging]
[eerie whistling]
Hello?
Oh f*ck.
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps clomping]
[light switching]
-[footsteps approaching]
-[eerie whistling]
[lights switching harshly]
[lights switching]
[intense music]
[radio static]
[radio presenter] Oh, the
weather outside is frightful,
but sadly we haven't got
a fire to delight us.
Instead, we've got a
serial k*ller, or have we?
Caller one, talk to me.
Do you feel safe
out there right now?
[caller 1] No, I
don't feel safe.
We're talking about
three dead women here.
-[projector whirring]
-[intense music]
[radio presenter] But
these are missing women.
Nobody knows that they're dead.
So why are the media
screaming "serial k*ller"
causing everyone to panic?
[caller] I really don't
agree with your last caller.
I just can't understand
why these women
haven't been declared dead yet.
We all know what's happened.
Let their families grieve,
for crying out loud.
[eerie music]
[radio presenter] A man is
preying on these young women,
abducting them,
likely k*lling them
when they're alone at night
and at there most vulnerable.
And where are the
police in all this?
[eerie music]
[intense music]
[intense music continues]
[intense music continues]
[projector whirs and clicks]
Jingle bells
ringing in my ear
Jingle bells, a sound
that's oh so dear
Frosty the Snowman
is all around town
Watch out for the
reindeers a falling down
We stay up waiting
for Santa tonight
He climbs down the--
[upbeat radio music]
[engine rumbling]
Lovely songs we
all heard before
[car door slamming]
[Fern sighing]
[urine dripping]
[wind whooshing]
[snow crunching]
[car door slamming]
[keys jangling]
[Fern gasping]
[Fern screaming]
[Fern] Help me please!
-[finger crunching]
-[Alan screaming]
-[Fern grunting]
-Help!
[Fern whimpering]
[Alan]
I'm gonna move my hand.
Don't shout. Don't
scream. Don't run.
Don't do anything
except what I tell you.
Okay?
Nod if you understand.
-I said nod if you understand!
-[Fern whimpering]
Oh, we're gonna walk
around and get in together.
I'm gonna sit behind you,
and you're gonna
drive me out of here.
Make sense?
[Fern whimpering]
It's better for both of us
if you answer the first time.
[Fern gasping and grunting]
[car doors slamming
and clattering]
[gate clattering]
[wind whooshing]
[Fern panting]
[gate clattering]
-[car door slamming]
-[Fern panting]
[Fern]
Come on, come on, come on.
Work. [sniffles]
That was a f*cking waste
of time, wasn't it?
Now, start the car.
Please. Please!
Oh, you're right.
Where are my manners?
Start the f*cking car, please.
[sniffles] I can't.
I said start the f*cking car!
No, I said I can't.
For the last time.
-I can't. I can't.
-Why?
I can't find the f*cking keys.
I must dropped them out there.
[Alan] That's a dangerous
thought that's
crept into your head.
Be careful what you do with it.
-[car whooshes by]
-[Fern panting]
Now, where are the keys?
Told you I dropped them.
-You didn't drop them.
-I did!
Empty your bag.
-Bag! Come on!
-[Fern panting]
[Fern] See, I told you.
Get out.
Now get back in. Go.
-[Fern panting]
-[car roars by]
-Where did you drop them?
-Out there.
-Be specific.
-I don't know!
In front of the car, maybe.
[Fern gasping]
What do you see out there?
[Fern] Nothing.
And that way?
I get it!
Get out.
Let me ask you a question.
Have you ever been responsible
for somebody else's death?
Well, let's keep it that way.
Another car passes, pop one
of those cancer sticks in
and make like you're
stretching your legs, okay?
-Get the f*cking keys!
-[Fern wincing]
[lighter striking]
[car roars by]
[keys jingling]
[Alan] Have you found them?
Have you found them?
-[Fern] Come on. Come on.
-[lighter striking]
-[Fern grunts]
-[Alan] f*ck, f*ck!
-[body thuds]
-[Fern panting]
[car doors clattering]
-[keys jangling]
-Come on, come on!
-[door rattling]
-No, no!
Get away from me!
No, no!
Get away!
-No, no, no!
-[Alan grunting]
[body thuds]
[Alan grunting]
[car rumbles by]
[bright, slow music]
-[bright, slow music continues]
-[Alan panting]
[Alan groaning]
[Alan] f*ck, f*ck!
-[Marie panting]
-[bright, slow music continues]
-[panting]
-[bright, slow music continues]
[car engine rumbling]
[car horn honking]
Come on.
-f*ck!
-[car horn honking]
What the f*ck?
[car horn honking]
Come on!
What the f*ck!
No! Get the f*ck off me!
No! Get the f*ck off me!
-[loud smacking]
-[body crumples]
[car door opens]
[Alan grunting]
[Alan groaning]
-[keys jangling]
-[car door slamming]
[Marie moaning]
No! No!
-[Marie whimpering]
-[Alan] Shut up!
-[car door slamming]
-[keys clinking]
[Marie whimpering]
-[keys rattling]
-[Alan] Get going.
Drive! Now.
Take that car.
You don't need mine!
You don't need me!
If I knew how to drive,
do you really think
you'd be getting a chance
to see another Christmas?
-[Marie whimpering] No! No!
-Shhh!
[Marie moaning]
You see that car?
That belonged to Mrs. Claus,
she chose not to
drive after I asked.
Worse than that,
she tried to set me alight
like a f*cking Christmas tree.
Now sit as a widow,
and I'm without a chauffeur.
So I'll ask you one last time.
Are you gonna drive for me?
[Marie whimpering]
No! Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, I can drive. I can drive.
I can drive.
Please, please.
Just don't--
Don't do anything!
Then don't give me a reason to.
[Marie sniffles]
[Alan] Come on!
[Marie panting]
Drive, dammit!
[car keys jingling]
-[engine clicks]
-[car engine revving]
Is there--
Is there really a dead person
in the boot back there?
What did you do to her?
What if someone
stops and finds it?
Please. Does it have to be me?
Please, get someone else.
What? You're gonna
tell me you have kids,
a husband, that it's Christmas
and you need to
get home to them?
Please.
What's your name?
Marie.
Well, Marie, I'm gonna
be honest with you;
I don't care what
plans you had tonight
'cause those plans
have changed, okay?
So just drive the f*cking car.
Where to?
I didn't say, "ask questions".
I don't know where we're going.
That doesn't matter.
Just drive.
You mean you don't know
-where we're--
-For the last time,
drive the g*dd*mn
car out of here.
[Marie]
Okay, I'm sorry.
I won't ask again.
Can we put the music on?
The silence is too quiet.
[Alan] Fine.
[gentle music]
[radio presenter] Well, wasn't
that just an astonishing
rendition of Silent Night?
But we take a break from our
evening of Christmas classics
because we have another
caller on the line
who is a retired police officer,
and he'd love to
share his opinion
with regards to the ongoing hunt
for the serial k*ller.
Caller, talk to me.
[caller] Hi there.
Thanks for having me on.
I just wanted to say
to your listeners,
I worked in the force for over
30 years in South Yorkshire.
We caught the ripper,
we'll catch this guy.
Trust me, whoever's doing
this will make a mistake.
[radio presenter] And I can tell
it sounds like you
really do believe that.
[caller] Absolutely.
He'll get careless.
Either a body will show up,
or a victim will fight back
and that suspect will
get desperate
and they'll get caught.
Mark my words.
[radio presenter] Well,
there we have it folks.
We heard it firsthand.
It's only a matter of time until
the serial k*ller is caught
but onto something happier.
Let's crack back on with
our Christmas classics.
-[Alan] Turn it off.
-[knob clicks]
[bright music]
[bright music continues]
[bright music continues]
[bright music continues]
[phone keys clacking]
[door clattering]
Alari, shut the f*ck up.
[computer] I'm sorry, I don't
understand what you mean.
Alari, stop the music!
[music quits]
[tense music]
[door squeaking]
[tense music continues]
[tense music continues]
Hello?
If there's anyone in
there, you're stuck now.
[mumbles indistinctly]
[tense music continues]
[tense music continues]
[loud clattering]
-[feet dragging]
-[thudding]
[Alan] Go on then.
What?
Ask me.
You want to know, right?
[car roars by]
Can we talk?
[Alan] No.
[Marie] It's important.
-I doubt that.
-We're nearly out.
-What do you mean, "out"?
-I need to fill up the car.
Why have you let it get so low?
It-- It's fine. Uh--
We're not filling
up at a station.
No, we don't have to.
I've got a Jerry
can in the boot.
-A full one?
-[Marie] Full enough.
Fine. Pull over as
soon as you can.
What is a woman doing
with a full Jerry can
in the boot?
What's gender gotta do with it?
Okay. Why would anyone have
a f*cking full Jerry can
in their boot?
Have you tried being
a woman out of fuel
in the middle of nowhere?
I thought, "gender had
nothing to do with it".
-[engine rumbling]
-[snow crunching]
[Marie]
What did you do to her?
The girl in the boot.
It's a lot of blood.
[Alan] I didn't say
it was her blood.
-Then who--?
-[Alan] The Jerry can's
definitely in the boot?
-[Marie] Yeah.
-[Alan] Okay.
Empty your pockets.
[Marie] My pockets?
[Alan] That is a fantastic
impression of a parrot.
Yes, your pockets.
[Marie] Why?
[Alan] Remember once
upon a Christmas time
and the dead girl in the
boot tried to set me alight.
Well, what's in that Jerry
can's pretty flammable.
So I need to know you
haven't got a lighter.
[Marie] I don't smoke.
[Alan] Oh, very sensible.
That stuff will k*ll you.
I'm still gonna need proof.
Bag!
Twelve bucks, now.
Pass me it.
Where's your phone?
I don't have one.
[Alan] Of course you do.
-Where is it?
-Honestly, I don't.
They're not good for you.
[Alan] What?
Brain tumors, altering our DNA.
5G tracking us.
You name it, phones can do it.
[Alan] Anti-vaxxer?
Truth seeker.
[Alan] f*ck off.
-Now--
-[knife scraping]
I'm sure you appreciate
why I won't be joining you.
Lots of folks traveling
home to see their families,
and I'm not dressed for
guests, so be quick.
-[door thumps open]
-[car chiming]
-[car door slamming]
-[trunk clattering]
-[Marie sighs]
-[wind blowing]
[gas can clattering]
[gas pouring]
[tense music]
-[Marie] sh*t!
-[Marie panting]
-[car horn honking]
-[gasoline squirting]
[Alan] If she sees me up
close, I'll k*ll her.
[Marie] I know.
[Alan] And I'll k*ll you too.
Look at my face.
What am I supposed to say?
[Alan] Don't care. Be creative.
[tense music continues]
[Cleo] Hey. Sorry, I didn't
mean to frighten you.
I don't wanna bother--
Jesus, what happened
to your face?
Relationships. Overrated.
[Cleo] You're not wrong.
My ex was a prick too.
Most folk call it "toxic
masculinity" these days,
but me and my mum call
it "little d*ck syndrome".
Your fella really do that?
[wind howling]
You shouldn't be letting
him treat you like that.
Last time. Promise.
[Cleo] You need anything?
-I could call me dad. He is--
-[Marie] No.
I mean... thanks.
Uh, you all right?
I mean you stopped, beeped.
You passed anyone?
Seen anyone out here
along this road?
[Marie] Down here? No.
Yeah. Young girl walking?
I mean, Christmas Eve,
there's a fair few cars
about, but walking? No.
[Cleo] This girl here? She's
my kid sister, Brogan.
Only 16.
She's gone missing
from our sight.
[Marie] Missing?
[Cleo] Since this morning.
Not at all like her.
Especially not at Christmas;
the girl lives for
this time of year.
[Marie]
Have you called the police?
You're joking.
"It's not been 24 hours yet,
and girls like that like to
run away from time to time."
[Marie] They said that.
[Marie] I'm so sorry.
[Cleo]
What you apologizing for?
You didn't do it.
How about who you with?
Him in the backseat
there? He see anything?
Wait, is that your man?
He the one that did that to you?
[Marie] No, that's, uh--
He's a friend.
[Cleo]
Well can I speak to him?
Maybe he saw something.
He's been asleep for
the last two hours.
He's not very well.
I'll let him know.
We'll keep an eye out.
Alright.
Thank you.
Hey!
I'll say a prayer for you,
for your sister.
Bless you, love.
[car door slamming]
-[car door opens]
-[Marie panting]
[Alan] Let's bow our heads.
-"Our father who art--"
-Don't do that.
[Alan chuckles]
[Alan] Touched a nerve?
Why be cruel?
She didn't see you up close.
I was creative and
made something up,
just like you said.
[Alan] Was it made up?
Because I only gave you
one of those shiners.
If the blood on your shirt
doesn't belong to the girl
in the boot, then--
Oh, you mean does it belong
to a 16-year-old
[indistinct] broken?
Well?
Yeah it does.
And I took the others too.
All three of them.
But there's nothing you
can do to change that.
So let her play the
grieving sibling detective,
and you just use it as a
reminder of what I'm capable of.
Now let's go.
[car engine revving]
[Marie] Why?
[Alan] Why what?
[Marie] Why do you do it?
[Alan] Why not?
It's not a reason.
[Alan]
No. No, you're right.
How about this?
I do it 'cause the world is
rotten from top to bottom.
You, me, everyone, we all
deserve what's coming to us.
I just acted on
it and it was fun.
You should try it.
You feeling better now?
Now let's go.
[Marie sobbing]
I didn't mean to.
She scared me.
-[Alan] What do you mean?
-It was an accident.
[Alan] What was? What
didn't you mean to do?
[Marie]
We need to stop at services.
[Alan] That doesn't
sound like something
we should be doing.
[Marie]
I spilled the petrol!
[Alan] Why would you do
a thing like that?
[Marie] I'm sorry. Please.
[Alan] We're not stopping
at a petrol station!
-[Marie] But--
-[Alan] No buts!
We've probably only
got a few more miles
before we have to stop.
[Alan] Then that's the time you
have to think of something.
Drive.
[car engine rumbling]
What's your name?
[Alan] Why?
You know mine.
[Alan] So?
[cellphone vibrating]
-[knob clicks]
-[faint radio music]
Turn it off.
It's too quiet.
I can't do it.
The silence is k*lling me.
[Alan] No, knives k*ll.
Silence prays.
Turn it off now.
Just one song.
Please, I love this one.
It's my favorite Christmas song.
My mom used to play it.
Name one person who sung it.
If it's your favorite song,
shouldn't be that hard.
Come on, a name now. Any singer.
How about Sinatra,
Elvis, Johnny Mathis,
Andy Williams, Nat King Cole.
Your spiteful f*cking
choice with that one,
-and you come up with nothing,
-[phone buzzing]
which tells me you have
never heard this song
in your f*cking life.
So I don't care what
you're playing at.
Whenever I tell you to
do something,
-[knob clicks]
-do it.
[phone buzzing]
[Alan] Hands on the wheel.
There's a building up there
on the right, turn up there.
Why?
You said we're
nearly outta petrol.
I don't understand.
[Alan]
I didn't ask if you did.
k*ll the headlights.
-Well.
-Well what?
[Alan] You're
carriage awaits madame.
What do you mean?
[Alan] I mean, we're
changing vehicles.
Move.
[Marie sighing]
You want us to steal
someone else's car?
How do you think
that's gonna look?
[Alan] Depends if we
get caught, doesn't it?
-I'm not leaving my car here.
-[Alan] Excuse me?
This is my car.
[Alan] Oh, does it have
some sentimental value?
[Marie] I've had
this car for years
and there's not a chance--
[Alan] True story,
I don't give a sh*t.
Get out.
Now what?
I do have a child.
[Alan] What are
you talking about?
What you asked me,
what you said before.
[Alan] What did I say?
About children.
I do have a child and I do...
I do have a husband.
[Alan] So?
So I want to get back to them.
I want to get home!
-I need--
-[Alan] I don't care.
You might not care, but I do.
I haven't seen them
for three years.
Then you're a terrible wife,
and an even worse mother.
Get out the f*cking car!
Let me get my bag.
[Alan]
You don't need your f*cking bag!
Move!
-[Marie groaning]
-[snow crunching
Keep moving.
[Marie] Can you pick a lock
or hot-wire a car?
[Alan] No. Can you?
[Marie] Of course not.
Then it looks like we're going
in there to find some keys.
-[Marie] We can't do that!
-Of course we can.
[Marie] Listen, please.
Please, don't k*ll
whoever's inside.
-I can't--
-Get the keys
without being seen and I won't.
It's all on you.
[Marie grunting]
[Alan] Wait!
Stay.
-[metal clanging]
-f*ck's sake!
f*cking move it then.
-Come on!
-[shoves]
[Marie] I know, we can't.
Move.
Stay there.
Stay. Stay there.
Hey.
Come on.
Come on!
[dog barking]
-[door opens]
-[bright music]
-[bright music continues]
-[car roaring up]
[car horn honking]
[footsteps approaching]
[door slamming]
[keys jingling]
[bright music]
[Alan] Don't you dare.
Now let's just
get me glasses on.
Righto.
[Marie sighing]
-[gentle music]
-[Donald sighs]
She's your double.
That's what they say.
And you haven't
seen her since when?
It's been a whole day, sir.
[Donald] Oh please, don't
put a "sir" on me.
It's be like putting a
portaloo at side of a bed
and calling it an en suite .
Don't make sense.
[chuckles]
Call me "Donald", as in Duck.
I've started waddling
like him too recently.
-You must be worried sick.
-You're not wrong.
Well, why not have
a hot drink with me?
Nah, I'm okay. Thank you.
[Donald] Are you sure?
I'm fine, thanks.
[Donald] Oh, right.
Well, let's go upstairs
and see if our
Mary's seen anything.
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[door creaking]
That wasn't f*cking smart.
What was I supposed to do?
[Cleo] I need to go.
Got more houses to
check, but thank you.
[Donald] Of course me dear.
[car engine revving]
Bye love.
Hope you find her.
Take care!
-[Donald chuckles]
-[car rumbles away]
Hello?
[dogs barking]
[Marie] f*ck.
[Donald] Hey. Who's there?
Hey, I've got a
shotgun, you know.
Hey, farmer's rights.
I'm entitled to use it. Huh?
[switch flicking]
[tense music]
[TV static]
[tense music continues]
[door banging]
[tense music]
Hello?
This isn't funny.
[tense music continues]
-[intense music]
-[music dissipates]
[wind howling]
Do you think he saw us?
[panting]
You know where we're going yet?
[Alan] I need to get out
of the country.
You are joking.
[Alan] No. And you
are gonna help me.
It's Christmas Eve.
[Alan] Which means everyone's
gonna be busy preparing carrots
for Rudolph and mince
pies for Father Christmas
to be worried about
what we're doing.
[Marie] You can't just
get out of the country.
[Alan] Of course you can.
It's an island, not a prison.
-[Marie] Yeah, I know that.
-[Alan] There are four ways
out of here.
Plane, train, boat or car.
Please, come on.
We can't do that.
I can't do that.
-It's like not even possible.
-[Alan] Stop.
-It won't work.
-I can't.
-I don't give a sh*t.
-I can't.
How am I supposed to get
you out of the country?
Pass me that.
Come on. Pass me it.
Is this your daughter?
The one you hadn't
seen for three years?
What's her name?
-Grace.
-Like amazing?
-Like Kelly.
-[smirks] That's cute.
Tell me something about her.
How old is she?
-No.
- Yes. Tell me something.
-Eyes on the road!
-[Marie sighs]
Come on, tell me something.
How old is she?
What does she like to do?
Piano. She plays a piano.
[Alan] Is she any good?
Do you want to hear her
play the piano again?
Of course I do.
Do you wanna spend
Christmas Day with her?
More than... anything.
Then Grace is gonna help you
get me out of the country.
She's gonna get you through it.
You want to see
Grace again, right?
Mm-hm.
Remember that when you
start doubting yourself.
Now get thinking!
[Marie breathing heavily]
[lips smooching]
[compartment closes]
Can I put the music on?
[Alan] Will that help you think?
Yeah.
[Alan] Okay. Quietly.
[gentle music]
Have you got a passport?
Do you really think I'm
getting through customs?
A plane's out, obviously.
[Marie] You'll have
to go through customs
all four ways out of here.
And do you think those
traffickers, and smugglers
who cross the channel bother
going through customs?
Might be an option.
What's that supposed to mean?
[Marie] There's been migrant
crossings around here.
Record numbers daily.
-So?
-So... you might be able
to pay someone to do
the return journey.
I mean you would be going
in the opposite direction,
but if the money's right,
then I doubt they ask questions.
Pay who?
The traffickers don't join
the migrants on those boats.
No? I guess not.
I mean at least
there'd be a boat.
Can you sail?
Can I sail a wooden
boat across the channel
in the middle of winter?
Have you got a better idea?
-[fist pounds]
-f*ck!
Do you know where
these spots are?
I read about them.
People make it here every day.
Don't seem to stop for
the holidays either.
At the very least they'd
be an abandoned boat.
[Alan] How far?
Uh...
There's a spot
not far from here.
15 minutes or less.
-15 minutes?
-[Marie] Yeah.
From here?
[Marie] Yeah.
Okay. Let's head there then.
If I do this, if I help you,
-but then.
-[Alan] But then what?
If I do what you ask
and it doesn't work out,
or there isn't a boat
or you don't make it
Then you don't make it either.
Either both of us make
it or no one does.
[gentle music]
[engine quits]
[Alan]
What have you done?
I haven't done anything.
Start the car.
-I'm trying.
-Drive!
-I said I'm trying.
-Put the key in
-and start the car!
-You don't understand.
There's no power.
-Don't play games.
-I'm not.
Bullshit!
You saw what happened!
I saw you pull over to
the side of the road.
It died!
And it won't be the only one.
You have three seconds
to get this car moving.
-One, two--
-The oil
will need filling up.
-What?
-It happens all the time.
-No it doesn't.
-What do you know about oil?
Black, sticky.
They start wars over it.
-Just let me check it.
-[Alan] No!
-[Marie grunting]
-[door slams]
[Alan screaming]
Ah, b*tch!
Oh, come on! Come on!
[Marie panting]
[gentle music]
[Alan groaning]
[Alan] I can hear you.
[gate banging]
[gentle music continues]
Marie!
[gentle music continues]
Marie!
[gentle music continues]
[car door clattering]
Come on. Come on.
[panting] Yes. Oh.
Come on.
f*ck.
-[Marie panting]
-[keys jangling]
[car engine revving]
-[Marie gasping]
-[tires scraping]
Deck the halls with
boughs of holly
Fa la la la la, la la la la
-'Tis the season to be jolly
-[Marie grunting]
-Fa la la la la, la la la la
-[fist thudding]
-[Marie grunting]
-Don we now our g*y--
That's for breaking my nose.
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Troll the ancient--
And this is for running off.
-Fa la la la la, la la la la
-[Marie screaming]
See the blazing
Yule before us
-Fa la la la la
-I wouldn't pull it out
if I was you.
Not unless you want
to bleed to death.
And join the chorus
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Follow me in merry measure
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
While I tell
-Of Yuletide treasure
-[Marie screaming]
Fa la la la la, la la la la
[knife clanging]
Now, was that story you
fed me about the migrants,
about this part of the
country having a crossing,
the fact there might be a boat.
Was any of that true?
Yeah? You weren't lying?
And you know where
these spots are?
Yes! Yes! I can find them.
Good.
Let's get going then.
[Marie groaning]
[Marie screaming]
[Marie panting]
[Marie screaming]
[Marie panting]
[Marie groaning]
-[car door slamming]
-[Marie groaning]
Maybe I should pay Grace
and your ex a visit.
What do you think?
Huh? Did we figure
out if it was the oil?
Huh.
[car engine revving]
What's your ex-husband called?
None of your business.
[Alan] Fair enough.
How about the guy
you left him for?
God, you do take
a good shot, girl,
I'll give you that.
Did Grace's dad knock you about?
No answer is a stern reply--
No. No he didn't.
You never did tell me who
gave you that makeover.
I presume it was the guy
you left your husband for.
That is what happened, right?
So you left Grace
and her dad for a guy
who knocked you
about? Real smart.
-[Marie seething]
-[Alan chuckling]
Does Grace know
you're coming home?
You should probably
call to let them know.
Your husband will have
somebody else now,
and she'll treat Grace
better than you ever did.
Grace will call her "Super Mom".
-I can guarantee it.
-f*ck you.
[Alan chuckling]
When you told your lover
that you were packing up
and heading home and he
gave you that black eye,
what did you do?
Did you fight back?
You ran, right?
You miss flight
ain't got no fight.
[gentle music]
[gentle music continues]
[waves crashing]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[engine rumbling]
[Marie groaning]
[Alan] We here.
I don't see any boats.
They get dumped by
the rocks over there.
[Alan] Okay, let's go.
-Get out!
-[Marie moans]
[Marie grunting]
[car chime beeping]
-[Marie groaning]
-[seats thudding]
[waves crashing]
They definitely get
dumped over there?
[Marie] I think so.
[Alan] Well, do
they or don't they?
[Marie] What do
you want me to say?
What do I know
about trafficking?
I've never been smuggled
across the channel.
[Alan] Get up.
Get up!
[Marie] You don't
need me anymore.
Leave me!
[Alan]
Not until I'm on a boat.
Come on!
Come on!
[Marie] Help me.
[Alan] Jesus f*cking Christ!
-[liquid splashing]
-[both grunting]
-[knife thudding]
-[both groaning]
Do you see me running now?
-[gentle music]
-[Marie sighing]
I wouldn't pull it
out if I were you,
not unless you want
to bleed to death.
[gentle music]
[body crumples]
[gentle music continues]
[Marie panting]
[gentle music]
[Marie groaning]
["Carol of Bells"
by Mykola Leontovych]
[gentle music]
[gentle music continues]
[Alan] What's her name?
[Marie] Grace.
[Alan] What does
she like to do?
[Marie] Piano,
she plays the piano.
[gentle music]
This girl here, she's
my kid's sister, Brogan.
Only 16.
She's gone missing
from our sight.
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[tense music continues]
[tense music fades]
[gentle music]
[Marie panting]
[gentle music continues]
[Marie panting]
[footsteps thudding]
-[intense music]
-[distant clicking]
[eerie whistling]
-[intense music continues]
-[lights clicking]
[intense music continues]
[eerie music]
[eerie music continues]
[Natasha sighs]
-[footsteps pattering]
-[Natasha gasps]
[fervid music]
[Marie] Look at my face.
What am I supposed to say?
[Alan] Don't
care. Be creative.
[Marie] I do have
a child and I do--
I do have a husband.
[Alan] So?
[Marie] So, I want
to get back to them.
I want to get home.
-I need--
-[Alan] I don't care.
[Marie] I was creative.
I made something up
just like you said.
[Marie panting]
So many other
people's handy work.
Lying will get you on
Santa's naughty list.
-[blood squelching]
-[fabric tearing]
[Marie grunts]
And I agree with you by the way.
We're all rotten
from top to bottom.
Well, this is quite
the Christmas party.
When you didn't reply.
Everything all right?
Magnificent, wonderful, superb.
Mother-f*cking superb. Does this
describe how good I am?
-[Dalton] You got the girl?
-She's back there.
And who's this?
Its your Christmas present.
Sorry, I didn't have
time to wrap it.
That's a lot of blood.
[Marie] Well, it's not all his.
Who's is it?
How do I know?
Does it matter?
Pleasure as always.
[waves crashing]
[Marie panting]
[waves continue crashing]
[gentle music]
-[car boot slamming]
-[Marie grunting]
[Marie struggling]
[waves crashing]
-[melancholy music]
-[Marie groaning]
[gentle music]
[car engine starting]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[bright music]
Bloody hell.
[bright music]
-[bright music continues]
-[car roars by]
[bright music continues]
-[thumping]
-[police sirens wailing]
Help!
-Help me!
-[pounding]
[alarms blaring]
[gentle music]
[gentle music continues]
[sirens approaching]
[gentle music]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music fades]
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