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No,

I want to say something. I've had enough.

You can't reason with these people. Come on, you've got to be up early in the

morning. No, I want to get him to hold.

Oh. Hi, Steve -o.

Been doing that here with the pyjamas?

I'm just going back in now. Just thought it'd be a bit late.

You used to do that much morning, didn't you?

Oh, no, thank you.

I've got to be up for work in the morning. But maybe next time.

He can't read me with his stupidity.

Why is he such a dickhead? I'm sick of him and his yeti wife.

Well, getting yourself beaten up wasn't going to fix anything, was it?

What do you mean, beaten up?

I'll look for you, Steve.

But you're not a fighter, are you?

Well, I could have taken him.

Could you, though?

He does have a bat.

Come on, are you coming home? I'm going to face this first.

Can't sleep with all that bloody noise out there.

I know you. You'll have one more and then you'll fall asleep. And in the

morning, you're going to be moaning that your neck's sore. I told you, I'm going

to finish this first. I'm coming up.

Whatever.

Oh, sure.

Well, hello, Mr Sewell.

I want you naked.

What are you naked? You think you've wrapped your bum?

Covered in jam?

Eating a banana?

I tell you what.

I'll start with getting naked, and we'll build up from there.

Oh, sorry, love.

And don't moan about your neck.

Don't you give me that look.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, you're sorry.

You're always sorry.

That's all I seem to hear these days.

I'm going to have that put on your headstone.

Will you hurry up? You've got your job interview to go to. I'm fine.

And can you take this box round to Mandy's? What box?

This massive box that you've just walked past.

Why can't she come get it herself?

Too heavy.

And anyway, when she comes here, she sets up camp and she never wants to

And I've heard enough of her sexual conquests.

Do you know the other night at that dinner party, all she talked about was

she used to live at the army barracks.

She used to live near the army barracks?

Yeah. Wow. I bet she's had more soldiers in her than a soft -boiled egg.

Do you think she's a prostitute? She's always got men round.

I don't know, to be honest.

I think she's an escort.

Whatever it is, she gets more than us.

We should have sex.

No, we don't have time. Why don't we right now? I mean, tonight after the

or something.

Well, I have to say, Stephen, your seduction techniques have gone right

downhill. Do you not think I want to have more sex?

Do you not think the reason we don't is because you don't try anymore?

Like sleeping on that bloomin' sofa every night instead of coming to bed.

I try all the time. I tried roleplaying the other week and all we did was argue.

Yeah, cos you kept moaning the whole time.

I moaned because you were supposed to be this Egyptian goddess and I was your

slave. And then you just gave me bloody cleaning jobs.

Because you were me slave. That's not the point, is it?

Mind... Is everything okay?

Morning, Emma. Not too early, am I? Well, Steve's got an interview, but

coming in anyway, so I'll put the kettle on, shall I?

Oh, thank you.

Oh, that'll be my safety gear for the bedroom.

Speaking of security, you're going to need some at the community centre.

What for?

Not all the time, just when I have my special events.

Apparently Celia from number 92 was having it off with Tracy's young 'un.

You're joking. When was this?

I don't know.

But he's 19 and she's 57.

Lucky cow.

I wouldn't mind a quickie with a 19 -year -old.

It's not funny, Steve.

That community centre's our only source of income now you've lost your job.

You know what the committee's like?

I could get fired over this.

And them pricks from next door have been hanging about.

At the community centre?

Sonia and that skanky sister have been smoking blow at the memorial garden.

For fuck's sake!

Speak of the devil.

Are you for real?

What you fucking looking at?

God. I said, what you fucking staring at?

I wasn't staring. Yes you were, you dirty old poo.

Fuck off, you old poo.

Fucking nun.

God, I don't believe it. I just saw that.

I know, it's a nice place. It's not bloody Zunderland.

I know, I hate living round here now.

We've been trying to sell this house for a year. But we can't, because of those

dickheads. She's in here the night with the hot tub out.

Shagging. I've got to say, mind that, Jack had them thrusted on.

Wow.

Shit, is that the time?

Mandy, it's always a pleasure to have you, but he's got an interview and I've

got to get to work.

Don't worry about that.

Steve will bring it over later, won't you, Steve?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right, thanks.

See you later. Okay, thank you.

Bye.

How does she make every conversation about sex?

No, the woman's an animal.

We don't have time for that. You need to get ready for your interview.

No,

you need to calm down.

What are you looking at?

Excuse me, is there a pub round here somewhere?

Yeah, everyone gets lost.

It's just down that weird path.

Hey, aren't you that chef that punched that guy?

I didn't punch him.

Not what I heard. Oh, you heard wrong then.

I heard that you punched the manager because he was a dick.

Yes, he was a dick, but no, I didn't punch him, I quacked him.

Anyway, I've got an interview, so I'll see you later.

Good luck.

He's in a weird mood.

Steph? Steph?

Steve!

Steph! What are you doing here?

What do you mean what I'm doing here? I've come for my job interview.

Did you just check your phone?

Why? What's wrong?

I told you not to bother coming down.

Why not?

You punched your black boss.

I didn't punch him, I slapped him. Oh God!

And in my defence he was a bit of a bully.

I do not need that negativity on my team. I've got too much going on at

I've got too much going on at home.

Look, you know I can do this job.

You've known me for years. You know how much of a great chef I am. I know.

You're a brilliant chef. But go home.

Check your phone next time.

Don't just turn up.

How'd it go, then?

Well, I didn't get it.

What's going on with her? She lost her putt or something?

I told you she was in a weird mood.

It's not you, though.

She's been like that all morning, dancing around like some drunk

She won't let anyone near the kitchen and keeps freaking out.

I actually thought she was going to murder a waiter this morning over a

Go home, Steve!

I'm going, you crazy bitch!

But it's anonymous.

I don't care. If you get a noise complaint from an anonymous neighbour,

doesn't take a genius to work out it's probably come from next door.

How do you do it?

Do what?

Just take it.

I'm done.

I literally cannot take any more.

We need to do something about it.

I don't just accept it. I put up with it because I have to. See what they're

like now?

Imagine if we upset them. They'd be shitting our doorstep and smashing our

windows and all sorts. This sort of family can just knock on the window and

excuse me, mind turning the music down, it's a little bit loud.

Well, we should be able to.

Well, we can't. They're likely to pick up the speakers and just smash us in the

face with them.

This is a family who thought it was perfectly acceptable to burn a settee in

back garden and then put a pig on it.

I don't mean putting, like, slices of bacon on a barbecue or some pork chops.

mean an actual pig. Who does that?

Psychopaths, that's who.

I shouldn't feel so uncomfortable in my own home.

Steve, I am desperate for a baby. You know this, and I can't bring a baby into

this situation.

Look, I'll speak to your estate agent tomorrow and just see if we can get the

asking price down.

It'll be alright.

Anyway, I'm sick of talking about them now.

How did your interview go?

It didn't. What?

Oh, no, well, Robbie didn't usually walk me out the door.

Well, next time, don't punch the manager.

I didn't punch him. I slapped him, and he fucking deserved it. Well, I hope it

was worth it, because at least he still has a job.

Thanks, Emma.

Cheers.

I'm sorry.

That wasn't fair.

You're right, though.

Something not going on.

Sorry for being a dick recently.

Everything's just been shit and it's just getting worse.

I just don't feel like I'm in control of the moment.

I love you.

I love you.

Shall we get some chips?

Yeah.

Turn that off.

Please, I don't want to listen to them.

Thank you.

I think you should have a word with Sonia.

I think you should stop talking shit.

I'm serious.

I think she fancies you.

Well, I don't fancy her.

Are you sure?

You haven't been tempted, even, after a couple of drinks.

I don't think there's enough alcohol in the world to make me want to tap that.

All right, so I don't have to worry, then. You're not going to run off and

me for her?

Oh, I don't know.

Now I've got options.

All right, well, I better show you what you've been missing out on, eh?

Well,

that's the mood well and truly

ruined.

I love you.

I love you.

Just... I'm sorry.

I want to, but... things like that really put me off.

It's alright.

I understand, you know. You don't have to explain. I'm just frustrated.

I'm going to try and get some sleep.

It's time I got away.

Was that the car?

Oh, my God.

Someone smashed all the windows.

They must have really pissed someone off.

Well, you can pick the name out of a hat for that.

You come back to bed, it's one in the morning.

Ah, here's your girlfriend.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God, she's got a knife.

What? A knife?

Who walks around with a knife?

That crazy bloody Viking. Get away from the window now before she sees you. No,

I want to see.

You can find out what happens tomorrow from Neighbourhood Watch over the road

there. He'll give you all the updates.

She won't see you.

She will see you. She won't see you. She will.

What the hell are you doing?

She saw me. For God's sake, I told you to stay away.

Do you think that's her?

Well, it's not the Mormons, is it?

If we're really quiet, she might go away.

Are you trying to be invisible?

Shh.

Are you gonna fucking let me in?

I know you're in there.

Have

you

seen what some arsehole done?

Yeah, I saw.

You can't have anything leaped in, can you?

Alright Sonia, would you like a drink?

I've already got one.

Oh, maybe I could take your shoes, or maybe your massive knife.

Where's Jack?

Has he gone looking for the people locked in your car?

No, he left. We had a fight.

Well, that's not like you.

Hang on a second.

You said people.

Oh, do you know there was more than one? Do you see it happening? No, sorry.

I didn't say anything.

You know what really pisses me off?

You two are always looking out your window, but you never seem to see

Well, we were in bed.

We only looked out after we'd heard the smash.

You're always peeping out your blinds. Every time I look at your window, you're

there, gawping at us, so I know you saw something.

We don't gawp at you.

Yes, you do.

That's because you're making a ruckus at all hours.

And what's that supposed to mean?

It means you're noisy.

And what do you mean by that?

I don't know how else to dumb that down for you. You know what, Steve?

You don't know what it's like living on benefits.

Living hand to mouth every day. I see you driving around in your posh cars,

looking down on me at the bus stop with a smug look on your face.

We don't look down on you, honestly, do we, Steve?

No, no, we don't look down on you.

Tell you what, though.

If I find out that either of you two knew anything about this thing, you

tell me.

I swear to God, I'll fucking kill the pair of you.

Bloody hell, Emma.

I panicked.

I thought she was going to stab you.

You'd have done the same.

Is she going to be okay?

She'll be fine. I'll give her a vodka. She'll be shouting and bawling and

kicking off again as usual.

I don't think she will.

What do you mean?

She's dead.

Shut up.

I'm not messing around, Steve.

Have a look yourself.

I didn't want to touch her when she was alive. I don't want to touch her now.

My God.

Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God. Oh, my God, oh, my God. Oh, my God, what the

hell? What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what are we going to

Are we going to do? I'm phoning the police.

No, no, no.

No, no, no police.

What? Why not? Because we can't.

We have to hide the body.

You're getting hysterical.

Besides, the whole street saw her shouting outside of here before you let

in. Don't know that.

Have you completely lost your mind?

We need to ring the police and an ambulance.

This was an accident.

We are not going to prison for this.

I know, but how do you think that nook case next door is going to take that?

It'll be round here with the rest of the Manson family with knives and guns and

tanks and God knows what else and make us both dead.

You're right.

We'll have to hide the body.

But how the hell do we do that?

We could burn her in the garden.

No, they'll see her.

Well, not if we put her in the fire bin first.

Well, help me then.

It's not going to work.

It'll stink.

There'll be DNA everywhere.

Do you not watch those documentary programmes?

I'm sorry.

I'm new to this.

It's not often I have dead bodies in my living room.

What are we going to do? What are we going to do?

What are you doing?

I'm going to chop her up.

No, with her head's trimming or not.

It'll be easier to hide the body.

Put it down.

We need to call the police.

They'll find out that she was here.

God knows how many people saw her outside shouting before she come in

But if she's seen leaving alive, then we're in the clear.

Well, yeah, I suppose, but... How do I do that?

Right, you have to get in the back of the car with it. No, I'm not sitting

it. You can't drive and one of us has to sit with her. What if she starts

flapping about like a rag doll in the back of the car? Please pull us over,

we're in trouble.

Just don't drive like a lunatic.

Just get in the car.

I'm not sitting with it.

What if her head falls off or something?

Her head's not going to fall off, is it?

And how do you know?

Just get in the car.

Fine.

You OK?

Well, no.

Not really, to be honest.

It's going to be all right, you know.

Let's just get this done.

Good evening.

I just want to make sure you guys are all right after the commotion earlier.

And then I saw Sonia come into your house with a massive machete. No, it

a machete. It was just a really big knife that she borrowed from us. That...

was returning.

She borrowed a big knife?

Yes, to cut a cake.

A cake?

A really big cake.

Oh, hello, Sonia. I never saw you there.

Where are you guys going this time of night?

We're going... Where are we going? We're going swinging.

This might surprise you, but I like to do a bit of swinging.

I know what. I'll come with you. Give us five minutes' wait here. I'll just go

and get changed in.

Warmed up.

Warmed up?

Swingers Club.

I panicked, all right. What else was I supposed to say we were going this time

of day? Well, you could have said Sonia's freezer's broken down and we

take her into town to do a big shop and she can't drive herself because her

car's wrecked.

Shopping? Well, it's open 24 hours.

Oh, I wish I'd thought of that.

Well, we're here.

Sorry,

we're full.

Oh, well never mind.

Allow me.

Wait a minute.

I recognise that.

Are you mad for it, Mandy?

I sure am.

Get yourself in, girl.

Just out of interest, what exactly did you just recognise?

Hi, Mandy.

Is it just the four of you? Yes.

Okay, if you can put your phones and wallets in here, please.

Thank you.

And here is your locket.

Thank you.

Changing rooms or just through there and to the left?

Changing rooms.

Oh, yeah.

There's no clothes allowed in the club.

You're kidding, right?

Oh, fresh meat.

See you in the playroom later?

Oh, right.

Having fun there, are we?

This has gone too far, Steve.

We need to get out of here now.

I know, but we need a plan. We can't just get up and go. I mean, look at

She's living life.

You really are mad for Mandy, aren't you?

Do you realise how much trouble we're going to be in when we get caught doing

this marionette show we've got going on here?

I don't want to think about that. Oh, well, you'll have plenty of time to

about it when we go down for it.

We're not going to go down. What is it now?

Take it to the zoo and feed it to the lion?

No, Steve.

No.

All right, well, let's just call that plan B.

What the hell's plan A?

So we hang around here and we make friends with some of the regulars.

Then we tell Mandy that Sonia went off with some bloke, very much alive when we

last saw her.

Which means you, me and Madford Mandy can all go home knowing we're all off

hook.

Why is Mandy in bed with us?

I don't know. I think this person's getting to me.

That side door.

I think this could actually work.

But how do we get outside without being seen?

Here's a structure.

Okay, let me stop you there. That is never going to happen. All right.

No. Just no.

Where are you going?

I've got an idea.

Right, so what are we going to do with her?

Right, so here's what we'll do.

So, I'll go to trap Mandy, you put Sonia in the boot, take her off to Eston

Woods, and come back, tell us that she's copped off with some random guy, and

throughout the night we'll both take turns digging the hole, and as long as

Mandy sees one of us here, then she'll think that we've been here all night.

Oh, I'm not going to Eston Woods.

It's haunted.

Fine.

Holmesby Woods, then.

Either way, get her in the hole, fill it back up, and then she's never seen

again.

Yeah, and then me and you... As if that's what's on your mind right now.

just thought... Well, you thought wrong. No, down there, dry as a bone. No, that

makes a change.

How can you think that when she's staring at us?

So I'll go distract Mandy. How are we going to do that? I've got my way.

Like what? Dry as a bone, down there. You keep it that way.

I'm going to do what I have to do to keep us out of prison, OK?

I love you.

You can trust us, can't you?

Well, yeah. Yeah, well, trust us then.

Bondage time!

It looks like I'm going to the bondage room with Mandy, so you just do that

thing you want to do with Sonia.

Right, I'll get rid of you.

Excuse me, I came with some people earlier and now I can't find one of

I'm sorry about that.

It's the, um, Mad for it Mandy party, isn't it? Yeah, that's right, yeah.

Does everyone call her that?

Well, she does have a bit of a reputation.

She does, like.

Um, she just left.

Who's left?

Sonia. Sonia's left? How can Sonia... Literally about two minutes ago.

Oh, fuck off.

Where's the bonded room?

Mundy?

Hi Steve.

Just come in. Christ Mundy. Where's Emma?

She's on the corridor with another man.

Oh?

Steve? Emma?

Are you alright?

I just... What's up?

I just thought you were... It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It doesn't

matter. Well, Mandy's in there doing God knows what.

So I thought I'd come back and give you a hand.

I thought you must have gone. Where's Sonia? She in the car?

Yeah.

About that.

You have one job, Steve.

Hide the body, not bloody lose it. Well, I'm sorry, I'm not Fred West, am I? Are

you sure it was definitely her?

Well, that's what the last reception said.

But how?

I mean, it's not like she can just get up and walk off, is it?

What if someone's taken her?

What if someone's doing things to her body right now?

God, I hope so.

You hope so?

Steve, what is wrong with you?

Because if someone's taken her and doing all sorts like that, then we're in the

clear, aren't we?

I just hope it's not one of her psycho friends that found her and taken her

home.

Where are you going? We've only been here an hour.

We're going dogging.

No, we're not.

Where's Sonia?

She just left with some guy.

Really?

No idea who.

She didn't even say goodbye or anything.

Well, we're going to go and have a look for her now and make sure she's not had

some massive fatal head injury or something like that.

Aw.

She hasn't said much all night, to be honest.

Oh, there she is.

Oh,

shit.

Oh, I think she's dead.

Are you sure?

Because she's been dead before.

Yeah, but it's down. She's definitely dead.

That's it.

I'm phoning the police. You can't phone the police.

You do know what our family's like, don't you? They'll burn our houses down

this. She's right.

We'll have to hide the body.

Are you two kidding me?

Fine.

I'll just get it in the booth.

I recognise these trees.

Used to come here all the time with Billy Gaddis.

Dirty bastard he was.

Used to always have his hands down me knickers wanting a pooty bum wank.

Man, Bea, are you capable of talking about anything but sex?

Should try it sometime.

Well, I like sex, but I don't harp on about it all the time.

All I ever hear is I shag him or he shags me and...

I don't want to know who's had the finger up your arse. I do not need to

these details.

If you want to shag everyone in the north of England, then fine.

But I don't need to hear about your conquests.

It's been out of the blue, isn't it?

I thought we were friends.

How long have you felt like that?

No, we're not friends.

You just latch on to me and show me up.

I mean, look at you.

You're wearing heels, a fur coat and underwear. Who leaves the house like

It's embarrassing.

I can see why you're upset.

People who are as stuck up as you, you'd rather stick up your arse. But you

haven't even got that to be happy about, have you?

I am not stuck up. I've seen drainpipes looser than you. Well, at least

drainpipes have a job.

Do you know what, Emma?

I sometimes look at you and your big house and your two fancy cars and I

I wouldn't mind a bit of that.

You go to the posh wine bars with your fancy friends.

But then I think...

Nah.

And I'd be somebody that I'm not and I don't want to be. Do you know what?

Actually, I like me.

And my clients definitely like me.

Okay, so I don't earn money in the conventional way, but I'm a happy woman.

bet you wish you could say that, eh?

Right, you need to fix this.

I know.

You were right, you know.

About what? I said quite a few things back there.

About me being uptight.

I can't help it.

You know, my mum was all about appearances and I hated her for it.

Now I've turned out just the same.

I sometimes wish I could be more like you. Not your lifestyle, but your

confidence.

You just do what you want to do and...

I'm so scared of failure.

I don't even try anything.

And now look at us.

I've achieved nothing.

And I could be looking at the next 20 years in prison.

And I don't think you're embarrassing.

I think you're amazing.

And you're my best friend.

You're right as well.

When Richard left us for that tart half his age, I was like...

I needed to prove that I was still sexy and I was still desirable.

Okay, I might have gone over the top and need to calm down a bit.

And I do have a habit of oversharing.

Are we okay?

Yeah, of course we are.

Are you going to give me a hand or what?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Emma?

I don't think these woods are going to be thick enough, you know.

I think we might have to find somewhere else.

Steve? Jesus bumfuck, Steph!

What are you doing out here?

Not hiding a dead body, are you?

Oh, no.

So, anyway, I'm sorry about the job.

Oh, it's fine. I've forgotten all about it.

Seriously, what are you doing out here?

I've come to see the geese.

Yes, the part of the geese here are beautiful and I wanted to feed them.

The geese?

Mm.

four in the morning.

I wanted to be the first.

Anyway, what are you doing here, hiding in the bushes?

Oh, me?

I'm just, er, having a poo, yeah.

Right, OK, well, I'm going to go.

OK, I'm just going to get back to my poo.

You haven't got any tissue, by the way.

No. Oh, no, that's right, I'll just... Wipe my arse with a... With a leaf!

He's right, you know, these woods are definitely too thin.

What should we do about her?

Yeah, Emma, these woods are definitely too thin.

I think we should re -groove.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

What for?

All day.

Not for all day.

What is involved now?

I mean, once we bury her, how do we know if she's not going to blab?

I don't think she will.

I don't think so either, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life in

I'm really sad to blackmail you.

You're not suggesting we're killing her as well, are you? No, of course not, but

how do we know if she's not going to speak to the police?

She won't.

Because if she did, she knows that we'll take her down with us.

A little bit of a hit on my feet now.

So, what's the plan?

Right, we're going to bury her in the wood.

Then we need to get her thrown in the street.

We're all in this together.

Right, I'll get the pen.

Oh, have you not got your wallet?

No, I've left it in the club.

Oh, shit.

Oh, with all the panic, I forgot to get out stuff.

OK, so that would be £69 .74, please. Right, here's the thing. We've left our

wallets and cards in a locker at the club that we were at earlier.

OK, well, a bank transfer by phone could also work.

Yeah, we've left our phones there too.

So you're telling me that you can't pay for this meal?

Well, not right now, but I will come back later and I will pay and I will

you a massive tip.

Later doesn't work for me.

Look, we've had a really bad night.

I don't care.

How about we think of another way to pay?

I would still prefer cash.

All right, settle down, Madfrit Mandy.

There must be something we can do.

Yes, pay £69 .74.

All right, listen. No, I won't listen, OK?

My chef has just called in sick.

My other chef has finished a 15 -hour shift. My waiting staff can't make it

And now I've got the owner's wife coming in with her friends for a post -night

-out meal.

Whatever that means. And in the next 30 minutes.

Okay? And I have no idea how many people she's bringing in. Could be two or

could be a hundred. And you're trying to mug me off for 70 quid?

You know what? I'm not going to argue this anymore.

I'm just going to post this on our social media page. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You hold your horses there, cowboy.

Look, I'm a chef, okay? I can jump in that kitchen and cook for 30, 40 people

you want me to.

And we've got two ladies here who quite happily wait tables for you. We can fix

this, okay?

I don't know.

Well, from where I'm standing, you don't have much of a choice.

Unless you want to close a restaurant on your own as wife.

I say it again, say it clear.

I want you here, back and forth, round and round.

You knock me down, you take me to the next level.

Up and out, and then you reach out and grab my hand.

It's just you

I hope you don't mind. We borrowed some clothes from one of my friends.

It's absolutely fine. Don't worry at all.

I just want to say thank you. Thank you so much for tonight. You've honestly

saved me tonight.

Honestly, I've been at work for so long, I've really enjoyed myself.

Well, if you're looking for work, I need a permanent head chef. I'm currently

using temps at the moment.

It's long hours and constantly changing shifts, but the pay's really good.

No, no, I'm definitely interested. That's brilliant, yeah.

It's fantastic. Well, if you want to pop down Wednesday at three, then we can

get this all sorted. Yes, definitely.

Thank you very much. Thank you all. Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you.

Yes!

Are we going to bury this, can't we? Bitch, it's getting light outside.

I don't know why it takes two of them, but keep watch.

I'm not so happy about myself, Sean.

Have you shit?

Well, one of us has, and it's not me.

Deep enough.

What do you think?

Oh, yes, Steve. I think this is a wonderful place to lie.

Good. Glad you agree.

What have I done?

You've killed us, that's what.

How are you there?

I don't know.

I'm dead.

But you're clearly thinking about us. I knew you had a thing for me.

I bloody did not.

I'll tell you what I did have, though.

Anxiety. You and your crazy family.

I'm action -packed with it.

How did I end up like this?

We're good people.

Good people don't just kill their neighbours and hide them in the woods

they're too scared to go to the police.

This is what happens when you live your life, frolicking around the estate,

terrorising everybody.

You had us so scared.

We could have saved your life, but no, we were too frightened you were going to

kill us. And now look at you, like the ghost of Chabby Bath.

You've done this to yourself, and took all of us with you as well.

You know what, I'm glad you're dead. You got what you deserved.

You got what you deserved!

Okay, Steve, you need to get a grip.

You're a very violent man, aren't you, Steve?

Right, you can stop this leaping back and forth right now.

Or what?

You'll kill me.

I'm sorry.

I had no choice.

And you can honestly, hand on heart, tell me that you thought that was the

option.

Well, obviously I didn't feel this was the best option.

Sorry.

I'm gonna rip your fucking balls off, Steve!

You're so right, dickhead.

Yeah, you are.

I think it's safe to say you're definitely dead now.

Can you hear that?

I can't hear anything.

Exactly.

Where is she?

She's not here, Mads.

What do you mean she's not here?

Where is she?

I know that she was out with you two last night. Now tell me, where is she?

Look, do you know where she went? She just bailed us.

What do you mean she bailed on you?

She went off with some guy.

It's full of shit, your mate.

Well, she didn't come home with us.

Who did that?

Hang on.

Is that her blood?

Is that her blood?

Look, look, look, right.

I'm not going to ask you again.

Where the fuck is she?

And you're going to tell me where the fuck is she?

I think we're going back to the woods.

I say it again, say it clear.

I want you here, back and forth, round and round.

You knock me down, you take me to the next level.

Up and out, and then you reach out and grab my hand.