All language subtitles for The.Little.Death.2014.1080p.BluRay.x264.VPPV

(creaking)

(moans softly)

(chuckling)

- It tickles.
- Want me to stop?

Yeah, can you just come up
here and fuck me, please?

OK.

No, no, no.
Not right after. Come on.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I won't.
- Don't you dare!

Take this off.

I brushed my teeth, I brushed
my teeth, I brushed my... Mmm.

- Have you set the alarm?
- Mm-hm.

- Maeve: Paul?
- Paul: Hm?

- Maeve: Can we talk for a sec?
- Of course, honey. What?

I want to tell you something
but I'm embarrassed.

Say it.

Well, I need you...
I need you not to judge me. OK?

It's important
that you don't judge me.

- Promise me you won't.
- Hey, sweetheart, what?

I want you to rape me.

- That's it?
- Yes.

That's what you were
embarrassed about?

Yes.

- OK.
- Really?

Of course.

(chuckles)

You're a ten, babe.

You're a fucking ten out of ten.

You're 20 out of ten. To me.
You're five stars.

Yeah? Come here.

Feel better?

Uh... No. Paul.

Honey, not...

Not 'rate' me.

Rape me.

- What?
- I want you to rape me.

- You want what?
- You to rape me.

- You want me to rape you?
- Yes.

- What are you talking about?
- It's a fantasy of mine.

What, getting raped?

Yeah, it's like your foot thing.

Um, it's a bit different,
I think, hon.

' How?
' How?

How is sucking your toes
different from me raping you?

Oh, come on, you know what I mean.

It's something
I've always wanted to try.

I just thought it might be
a nice thing

for us to talk about.

- You know, just to be honest.
- Yeah.

I'm going to...

No? What?

- Not now, not now.
- No? When?

- Um, I don't want to know.
- OK, tomorrow, or...?

No, no, I don't want to know, Paul.

I'm working late on Friday

if you want
to knock it on the head...

You're not listening. I don't want
to know. That's a part of it.

I don't want to know when.
I don't want to know where.

I don't even want to know...
for sure...

- Yeah?
- ...that it's you.

Right.

Yeah, I don't know
how to take that, babe.

Honey, it's a really common fantasy.

Yeah, I'm not 100% sure it is, hon.

It is actually and you said
you wouldn't judge me.

No, I didn't.
I absolutely did not.

How did you expect I'd react, Maeve?

You just told me you had a fantasy

that doesn't involve me!

- No, what? Yes, it does!
- That's not what you said.

You said you want to be raped
but not by me.

No! Oh, no, no, no, darling,
that's not what I meant.

Oh, my God,
you are so fucking beautiful.

No, I want to be raped by you.

No, you don't.

Yes, you are the only man in
the world I want to rape me.

I love you but because I love you

and because you're the only
man I want to be with,

I want you to have sex with me.

Oh, Pauly, I adore you.

I just want for one little
second, like, to fear

what it might be like
if it was somebody else.

- Does that make sense?
- Not really.

OK, go to sleep, we'll talk
about it another time.

Blowjobs.

- That's good, Daniel.
- It's Dan.

Forgive me, that's good, Dan.

Let's explore blowjobs.

It's going to come
out the wrong way.

There is no wrong way.

- Her blowjobs...
- Say it... to Evie.

Your blowjobs...

aren't... very...

good.

They're not...
They're not that bad.

They are.

Well, you remember the last
time you went down on me, Dan?

- 'Cause I don't.
- OK. OK.

- Regularity's not the issue.
- Let's just... take a breath.

When was the last time you had sex?

Um...

- Like, um...
- It was, um, it was...

It was last month
before your fun run.

Was it?

OK. What seems to be missing
here is communication.

But you're both struggling with that.

So as an experiment tonight...

don't be Evie and Dan.

Instead, be two different people

who aren't afraid to say
what they want.

Are you familiar with role play?

(funk music plays)

♪ Oh, baby, how you gonna
make me feel good? ♪

♪ Do a dance, let me see ya... ♪

Miss Redding,
sorry to keep you waiting.

Flaughs)

- What? Why are you laughing?
- I'm sorry.

- Why is this funny?
- I'm sorry, I wasn't ready.

- Just do it again.
- Seriously?

- Go, sorry, I wasn't ready.
- Evie, don't laugh 'cause...

- You'll wreck it.
- Sorry.

(door slides shut)

(door slides open)

Dan: Miss Redding.

Detective.

I'm going to need to ask you
a few questions,

if that's alright.

- Depends.
- On what?

On whether you're the good cop
or the bad cop.

- Which one are ya?
- Guess.

Good cop.

Guess again.

(chuckles)

I said, guess again.

Now, Miss Redding,
are you going to cooperate?

Fuck me.

But they're watching us
behind the mirror.

Don't care. Fuck me.

- That was amazing.
- Yeah.

- You were amazing.
- So were you, E.

- Where did that come from?
- I don't know.

- You really became that guy.
- (chuckles)

Detective Dan.

(chuckles)

- So strong and believable.
- Really?

Yeah.

I mean it, Dan, maybe
you should have been an actor.

(kissing)

Dan: You have
the right to remain silent.

(as cop) Everything you say...
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
will be taken down

in a court of law.

(as assailant) You can't.

(as cop) Yeah, I can.
(as assailant) No, you can't.

(as cop) Yeah, I just did it.

- Dan: Honey, you still awake?
- Evie: Yeah...

I really like the role play thing.

Yeah, me too.

I definitely think we should
do it again sometime.

Hm.

(birds chirping)

(soft panting)

(soft panting)

Richard?

Richard.

Hey. I'm about to come, quick.
Quick, quick, quick.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah.

Oh, oh... Yes.

Yes.

(groans)

You know
I'm not ovulating now, right?

Yeah, yeah, I just thought

it'd be a shame to waste it,
you know, just in case.

Oh, God.

- That was good timing.
- Hmm.

How was your day?

- Good. Fine. Boring.
- Yeah?

- How was yours?
- Same. Same.

- You smell good.
- Mm.

- Cup of tea?
- Yeah, thanks, hon.

Oop. Yep-

♪ You gotta give a little ♪

♪ Take a little... ♪

Earl Grey or Russian Caravan?

Earl Grey.

♪ That's the story of,
that's the glory of love... ♪

Rowena: It's the same every time.

Two days before I start
ovulating, twice a day,

morning and night
in the recommended position.

And for 20 minutes afterwards,
I elevate my hips.

And it's been like that
for almost three years now

so you can't tell me that
there isn't something wrong.

There isn't something wrong.

Sometimes it just comes
down to bad luck.

Will you please just tell us
what to do?

'Cause I'll try anything.

Do you climax at the point
of ejaculation?

Mutual orgasms are said
to increase

the chances of conception.

So do you orgasm during sex?

Yeah, I mean, I have. Yeah.

While you've been trying
to conceive?

Oh, no, not since
I've been married.

How's your cervical mucus? OK?

It's good. Yeah.

Good.
And what about the doctor?

Did she say anything or...?

Actually, she, uh,
she did say one thing.

- Yeah?
- Um...

Yeah. She said that it might
help if I orgasm during sex.

You orgasm during sex
all the time.

Yeah, so...

Yeah, we just... We, uh,
keep doing what we're doing.

- Yeah.
- Knuckle down.

Hey.

If having a baby was easy,
everyone would be doing it.

I think everyone is doing it.

Yeah, but their babies suck.
Ours is going to be awesome.

(chuckling)

We'll be alright.

(phone ringing)

I should get that.
That'll be work.

Richard: Hello.

You want to go outside?

Babe. What's wrong, honey?

My dad's dead.

Oh, my God.

He, uh... had a...
had a heart attack.

No.

(gobs)

I've never
seen you cry before.

(Rowena moaning)

(both groaning)

(groaning)

(sobbing)

Paul: Whoa, whoa, whoa...

(laughter)

(indistinct speech)

Hey, the place looks great.
I am so jealous.

- Thank you.
- Well, slowly but surely...

Only one thing left to do now,
Paul.

- Yael.
- What do you mean?

I think she means marriage,
mate.

- Oh, right,
- What, it's been five years?

- Six.
- Six?

- Yeah.
- So what are you waiting for?

- OK, that's enough.
- No, it's OK, it's fine.

Uh, no, it's, like, we're not
really waiting for anything.

We're just not really marriage
kind of people, that's all.

Yeah.

What? We've talked about this.

- I know.
- We laughed about it.

We said we didn't need to go
through all that.

Yeah, I know. I know.

Um, should we do dessert?

- Yes, please!
- Let's do that.

- Great.
- Maeve: Thank you.

Thanks, darling.

(sighs softly)

- You OK?
- Hmm.

- You seem a little bit...
- I'm fine, I'm fine.

Hey, can I ask you something?
Have you ever...

Have you ever...

Have you ever raped anybody?

No. Who's been saying that?

- No-one, no, it's...
- Have you?

No.

No, I haven't and that's the
thing. I don't really want to.

Mate, that's good.
That's good.

- You don't have to.
- No.

Mate, I'm not...

No, it's not that, it's...
It's not me, it's...

It's Maeve.
She's got this, uh...

What?

I don't even know
what you call it.

- That thing, this, uh...
- Oh. Like a fantasy?

Yeah. A fantasy.
How did you know that?

OK.
Rape fantasy - very common.

No shit. That's what she said.

Yeah. Yael's got one.
Massive one.

- Really? And you've never...?
- No, can't be done.

I've tried but
it's a flawed fantasy.

- Not possible.
- Why?

Well, think about it.

The moment someone asks to
be raped, it stops being rape.

Right? It's only rape
if they don't want it.

- She wants it - not rape.
- Right.

The reason they can't get
what they want

is because they want it.

God, that doesn't seem fair.

Sucks, mate.

There's got to be something
I can do.

I just want to make her happy.

Whatever happened
to good, old-fashioned...

- ..run-of-the-mill sex?
- Yeah.

People have to complicate it
with all this kinky shit.

Yeah.

You don't have anything
like that, do ya?

- Hm?
- No weird fetish?

Nah. I mean, define 'weird',
you know.

(doorbell chimes)

Hi.

- Hi! Hi, sorry to bother you.
- That's OK.

Uh, were you in the middle
of something?

Oh, no, we're just having
some lunch. It's alright.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- That's fine.

I'll be quick.
Um, my name's Steve.

I've just moved in
down the road.

- Oh, we've just moved in too.
- Hey, how about that!

- Hello, welcome.
- Thank you.

Well, as I said,
I won't keep you.

- I'm doing the rounds.
- Nice.

- Visiting the neighbors.
- Good.

And I wanted
to give you these.

- Aww...
- My way of saying hi.

Oh, my God. Golliwogs.

Also, I am required
by federal law to inform you

that I am a convicted
sex offender.

Where did you find Golliwogs?

I didn't think
they made them anymore.

- No, they don't, I do.
- Oh!

Yeah, baking
is my little hobby.

Amazing. I haven't seen these
since I was a kid.

I think they stopped
making them

on account of
the, you know, racism.

- Yeah, makes you think.
- Yeah, it does.

OK, well, I won't keep you
any longer.

- OK, thanks, Dan.
- Steve.

Steve! Sorry. Maeve.
Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too.
- Thanks so much for this.

- Bye-bye.
- Thank you, bye.

Oh, please be kidding.

♪ ("Mr. Sandman" plays) Bung, bung,
bung, bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung,
bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Make him the cutest
that I've ever seen ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Give him two lips
like roses and clover ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Then tell him that
his lonesome nights are over ♪

♪ Sandman... ♪

- Maureen: What are you doing?
- Nothing.

Well, could you brush
your teeth

if you're going to breathe
into my face like that?

♪ Please turn on
your magic beam ♪

♪ Mr. Sandman,
bring me a dream... ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung,
bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Bung, bung, bung, bung,
bung, bung, bung, bung, bung ♪

♪ Mr. Sandman,
bring us a dream ♪

Kim: I don't want to be
the bad guy here, Phil.

But you can't keep
falling asleep at work.

I mean,
you're dropping the ball.

So that's a penalty,
that's one strike.

I'm sorry,
it won't happen again.

- Alright, off you...
- I'm tired.

I didn't get that raise that...

I told you why I couldn't
give you the raise...

...home life got
a little bit...

...times are tight,
money's tight.

I mean, we're all feeling
the pinch.

- I'm cancelling my holiday.
- Really?

- Shortening it, yeah.
- OK, I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

Have you ever been
to Thailand?

You've never been, have you?

Remember I did my shoulder
in Bangkok?

The doctor put me on these.
Right?

These little suckers
will knock you out

a good six, eight hours.

OK, I'm not kidding
but be careful.

They're from Thailand
so they're not technically,

you know, legal.

I'm not great with pills.

I've got a really sensitive
gag reflex.

I almost choked on them
at a school camp when...

So I'll just...
I'll put them in some tea.

There you go.
Those'll do the trick.

That's the same stuff
they force-feed prisoners

when they riot.

So you want to sleep?
You're gonna sleep.

(shouting in background)

Oh... Come on, guys!

(screams)

- Oi!
- We were just...

You were just nothing.
Bedtime.

Monsters.

(snores)

. Hey.
- (snoring)

Hey.

Hey!

Wow.

♪ ("Beautiful Dreamer" plays) ♪
♪ Beautiful dreamer ♪

♪ Wake unto me ♪

♪ Starlight and dewdrops ♪

♪ Are waiting for thee ♪

♪ Sounds of the rude world ♪

- ♪ Heard in... ♪
- Dad.

(gasps)

Uh, what are you doing up?

Off to bed, the pair of ya.
Don't make me come up there.

♪ Gone are the cares ♪

♪ Of life's busy throng ♪

♪ Beautiful dreamer ♪

♪ awake unto me ♪

♪ Beautiful dreamer ♪

♪ Awake unto me ♪

Phil: Good morning.

- How are you feeling?
- Fine.

Feeling better, actually.

Good. That's good.

I may be
a little late tonight.

Not too late, OK?

No? Why?

I don't know, I just thought
that we could...

What?

I don't know.

- You don't know?
- No.

You really don't know?

- I said I don't know.
- Right.

- Just not too late, OK?
- I won't be too late.

Oh, God, I am so sorry.

No, I'm sorry,
it's totally my fault.

Uh...

Golliwogs?

- Why do you have Golliwogs?
- Well, it's why I'm here.

I've just moved in
down the road.

And I thought I'd just pop in
and introduce myself.

- I'm Steve.
- Uh, Phil.

Pleasure to meet you, Phil.

Those are my little 'Howdy,
neighbor' gifts... for you.

God, this takes me back.

A simpler time.

It really was.

Also, I'm required
by federal law to inform you

that I am a convicted
sex offender.

This is so nice of you.

(sniffles)

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

(soft panting)

Baby, you're not crying.

I don't think I have
any tears left in me.

I'm sure there's a few more
in there.

I mean, your dad
only just died.

Ooh. Baby, shush.

(Richard moans)

(Richard grunts)

Sorry to keep you waiting,
Mrs. Hawkins.

Actually, doctor, it's 'Miss'.

Well, Miss Hawkins,
why don't you take a seat?

You look very sexy
in that outfit, doctor.

Now, Miss Hawkins, I have
the results of your test here.

Oh, yes. Will you need
to examine me further?

Uh, no, no, it's conclusive.

And I'm afraid it's bad news.

Well, I have been
a very bad girl.

- Perhaps you need to...
- You have hepatitis.

- Sorry, what?
- Hepatitis.

Well, that's not very sexy,
is it?

No, no, it's not.
Particularly not hepatitis C.

So, I'm going to prescribe you
a course of interferon

and I'll give you the number

of a support group
in the area.

And I'll see you again
in a couple of weeks.

- Sorry, Dan, I'm confused...
- Dan?

It's 'Doctor'! Stay in it!

Now we have to start again.

No, no, we don't have
to start again.

- Just getting good too!
- How was it getting good?

Why do I have hepatitis?

Because I thought that your
character was, you know,

like, maybe got around a bit.

You know, a bit slutty.
I thought that would be sexy.

I'm not gonna want to have sex

if you've just diagnosed me
with an STD.

Just... Just make me
feel sexy.

Alright, alright, alright.

Do it again. I promise
I'll make you feel sexy, OK?

Um, go back to your spot.

I'll start here and...

- You alright?
- Just feel a bit hot.

Oh, is this part of the...?
We started?

Miss Hawkins,
I need to speak...

(vomiting)

Baby, you OK?

Hey. Hey, what's the matter?

Hey, you're alright.

- You're alright.
- (splutters)

Good thing I'm a doctor, eh?

(chuckles)

(silence)

(indistinct speech over TV)

♪ ("Nagasaki" plays) ♪
♪ Hot ginger and dynamite ♪

♪ That's all there is at night ♪

♪ Back in Nagasaki where
the fellas chew tobaccy... ♪

Hello.

♪ They got a way there
to entertain ♪

♪ Would hurry a hurricane ♪

♪ Back in Nagasaki
where the fellas chew tobaccy ♪

♪ And the women
wicky wacky woo ♪

♪ In Fujiyama,
you get a mama ♪

♪ Then your troubles increase,
boy ♪

♪ In some pagoda,
you order soda ♪

♪ Earth-shake milkshakes,
ten cents a piece... ♪

Nice of you to show up.

I had car trouble,
I'm so sorry.

(Skype ringing)

(muffled groaning)

(groaning)

- Ah!
- Oh, ah, sorry.

(struggling)

Shh.

You're not fighting. You know.

- Keep going. Just keep going.
- How do you know?

No, no, baby. Your smell.
Just keep going.

Shit.

- My smell.
- Just keep going.

I even got these clothes
from a second-hand store.

It's still good, baby,
keep going.

- No.
- Yes, yes, yes.

No, I fucked it. I'm sorry.

Oh, come here.

- For a second, though?
- Yeah, definitely.

Yeah? I'm sorry
about the groceries.

- It's OK.
- I heard something crack.

- Eggs.
- Shit.

- The eggs?
- Yeah, it's OK.

- Really? I'll get more eggs.
- Shh.

- I'm sorry.
- Shh.

It's OK.

- Hey!
- Hey.

- Are you still working?
- Yeah.

I'm just cleaning stuff out.

It's good, actually. It's
keeping my mind off things.

You need to take a break,
baby.

You want to watch a movie
or something?

- Um... yeah, sure.
- Yeah?

I thought we could watch one
in bed?

- Alright.
- Alright.

Actually, I picked up a couple
on my way home.

What have I got?

I have got Sophie's Choice
or Philadelphia.

Any comedies?

Might be a bit heavy for me,
hon.

Oh.

Well, maybe later?

Will you come and help me
make some dinner?

Yeah, yeah, just give me
a couple of minutes.

Alright, well, I'll leave
the onions on the bench

for you to cut, OK?

Just... Onions again?

Jesus, Ro, no of fence,
I'm a bit onioned out.

I feel like
we've been eating onions

every night
for the past week.

OK, alright.

OK.

- How was your day?
- It was good.

It was exhausting but good.

Oh, that's nice.

So you haven't been thinking
about your dad at all?

Well, I am now.

Why did you bring up Dad?

Well, you just haven't spoken
about him in a few days.

You must miss him.

I'm just trying not to think
about it.

Can we just talk about
something else?

Hey, you remember
when he used to leave

those ridiculously long
messages on your phone

and you wouldn't even finish
listening to them?

You'd just delete them.

You ever think about that
and wish you hadn't done that?

God...
(sobbing)

Hey. Hey, he)!-

Honey. Hey, what's wrong?
Look at me.

I just miss him so much.

Hey, it's alright, sweetheart.
It's OK.

I've got you, honey,
I've got you.

Hey, what... Are you serious?

What, I thought you wanted...

What, I wanted a handjob while
I thought about my dead dad?

No. Thanks.

Hello, girl.

You're my good girl,
aren't you?

Richard: My best girl.

I love you. I love you.

OK.

You ready for a little trip?

Just one night. I'll pick her
up again tomorrow afternoon.

- I don't know, Ro.
- One night. That is all.

- Why?
- I want to take Richard out.

As a surprise and I don't want
him worrying about the dog.

You know what he's like.

- Why are you lying?
- What? I am not.

Yes, you are lying.
Your knee is twitching.

I have known you
my entire life

and you cannot tell a lie
without your knee twitching.

What's going on? Ro!

Look, will you take her
or not?

Yeah, alright,
I'll take her but...

I gotta run.
I'll pick her up tomorrow.

Run away?!
How did she run away?

- L-l don't know, sweet...
- How did she get out?

L-I came home and
the side gate was open.

Why was the side gate open,
R0?

- I don't know, sweetheart.
- Jesus!

Oh, my God, you must be
feeling so emotional.

Come on, baby, come here.
It's alright.

I know how much
she meant to you.

Meant to me?! Don't say
'meant'! 'Means' to me!

Call me if she shows up!

- Miss Wickam, I beg of you!
- Mr. Callum, hold your tongue.

I'm to be wed within the week.

You love him not.

If you walk away from me now,

you'll be making the biggest
mistake of my life.

I feel faint.

I used to be scared
of the idea of growing old.

Now I'm just scared
of the idea

of growing old without you.

- Baby...
- Shh.

What are you doing?
I was watching that.

No, wait,
I need to talk to you.

OK, talk to me but
can you turn the TV back on?

- No, this is important.
- What is it?

- I love you.
- How is that important?

- Give me the remote.
- No, no, wait. Listen to me.

I'm in this.
You and me, all the way.

- Are you?
- Yeah, of course.

Are you?

I mean, what if... what if
we were to take things

to the next level?

Oh, we are so
on the same page, it's scary.

Where are you going?

Is this next level enough
for you?

I need to tell you something.

Wait, wait, wait,
let me enter into it.

No, Dan, I'm not
doing this anymore, OK?

You're giving me really mixed
messages here, Evie.

I just want to tell you
something.

Well, tell me, tell me!
Just stop playing games!

Tell me!

- Dan, I'm...
- (doorbell chimes)

- No, leave it.
- Could be important.

I can promise you
it is not as important

as what I'm about to tell you.

(doorbell chimes)

I'm sorry, it's going to
annoy the shit out of me.

- Don't you dare.
- Don't I dare?

Calm down,
I'll be two seconds.

I'm asking you,

your wife is asking you
to not answer the door.

Yeah?

- Bad time?
- Uh, I don't know, maybe.

- Depends what you want.
- Good point.

My name's Steve. I've just
moved in down the street.

OK.

Just wanted
to introduce myself

and say hi to the neighbors...

- (door slams)
- ...that's all.

Uh, OK, yeah, in that case, it
is kind of a bad time, mate.

- Sorry.
- Yeah, of course.

I see you've
got your hands full.

Uh, look, I just wanted
to give you these

and I'll get out of your hair.

Thanks.

- They're Golliwogs.
- Yeah. Thanks.

Bet you haven't seen those
for a while.

Um, no. Suppose not.

- Uh, is that it?
- Uh... yeah.

Actually,
there is one more thing.

Yep?

I am required by federal law
to inform you

that I am a convicted
sex offender.

Yeah, that's fine.
Anything else?

No. That's everything.

OK!

Evie!

Evie, open the door.

Evie, don't do this.

Evie!

Honey, what are you doing?
Go to sleep.

No, I can't, I have to
finish these posters.

D'you think you'll be able
to put them up

around the streets tomorrow?

- Yeah, of course, honey.
- Thanks.

- I'm sorry.
- Baby, don't apologize.

It's not your fault.

I bet you anything that
when you get home tomorrow,

Roxy'll be here
waiting for you.

Run away?!

W-What do you mean?
How is that even possible?

Well, I think maybe she went
out the side gate

'cause the latch is broken.

- Why is the latch broken?
- It's a long story.

I'm so sorry, Ro.
I-l didn't...

OK, you can never tell Richard
about this. I mean it.

What?

You can never tell him
that Roxy was here.

He will never forgive me.
Or you.

- Ro...
- You gotta promise me.

- Ro!
- No, promise me!

I promise, what is going on?

Oh, my God.

- Did you find Roxy?
- Not yet.

But we will. We will.

Hmm, the posters should help,
don't you think?

Definitely. Someone
will see those posters

and they'll call.

Yeah. So you put
all the posters up or...?

- Of course.
- Of course.

- Yeah.
- Hmm, that's weird.

What?

I was putting out the garbage
earlier today

and the bottom of the bag
split open.

- Oh.
- And I found these.

What the fuck, R0?

- I must have accidentally...
- Oh, must you?

That's bullshit
because you just told me

that you put up
all the posters.

Yeah, but what I meant was...

- Where's Roxy?
- I don't know.

Don't you?
Why are Y°u lYil1g to me?

Why would you hurt me
like that?

I mean, do you not
want to find Roxy?

I did not hurt Roxy!

Who said anything
about you hurting Roxy?

- I didn't mean...
- What did you do to her?

If it was an accident,
just tell me. I'll understand!

(yelling over each other)

- Did you kill her?
- What? No!

I did not kill the dog!

Can we help you?

I'll come back another time.

Just tell me,
what has happened?

Richard, I swear to you.

The last time I saw Roxy,
she was fine.

But there's something,
isn't there?

I know you, Ro, I can see it.

There's something wrong
with me.

Um... I wanted to tell you
as soon as I felt it

and I should have but I...

I am sick, Richard.

- I'm so sick.
- Sick?

What do you mean, sick?
Sick, how?

God, I'm so afraid
to tell you.

It's not... (voice breaks)
It's not cancer, is it?

- Baby, it's...
- It's not... cancer, is it?

It could be...
a bit of cancer, yeah.

Oh, God...

What does that mean -
'could be'?

Well, the doctor says
that the results are...

They're inconclusive.

Wait, wait, wait,
I'm confused.

It's OK, it's alright.
I've got you.

- Hey, let it out.
- No, no, no. I've got you.

- I'll be strong for you.
- Not too strong. Hey?

(grunts loudly)

Oh, my God!

(grunting)

(screams)

(screams)

(door closes)

Phil: Just me!

Will you shut up?
The boys are asleep.

Oh, I know,
I-I'm sorry I'm late.

- I can explain...
- Stop fucking mumbling, Phil.

'Not too late.' Do you
remember saying that?

Yeah, I do remember
but I wanted to get...

I don't care.
Your dinner's in the fridge.

Want a cuppa?

♪ (I've Got a Brand New Pair
of Rollerskates" plays) ♪

♪ I rode my bicycle
past your window last night ♪

♪ I rollerskated to your door
at daylight ♪

♪ It almost seems
like you're avoiding me ♪

♪ I'm OK alone but
you got something I need ♪

♪ Well, I have got a brand-new
pair of rollerskates ♪

♪ You got a brand-new key ♪

♪ I think that we should
get together ♪

♪ And try them out, you see ♪

♪ I've been looking around
a while ♪

♪ You got something
for me... ♪

If I find you sleeping
in this building again,

that's it, you're done.

Oh, will you just stop
mumbling?! I do not...

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ La, la, la, la-la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Oh, I got a brand-new pair
of rollerskates ♪

- ♪ You got a brand-new key... ♪
- (loud slam)

Oh...

Don't bother, mate.
Strike three.

My office.

Why don't we reschedule?

Fucking what?

Hey, honey bee!

I got a little surprise
for you today!

Hello?

What's with
the silent treatment?

Oh, Evie, talk to me.

Do you remember
what our counsellor said

about communication?

Yes, I remember
what our counsellor said

about communication.

I remember everything
our counsellor said

including the date and time of
the next fucking appointment.

Did you, Daniel? No.

Don't call me Daniel, Evelyn.

Daniel. Da-niel. Daniel,
Daniel, fucking Daniel.

Honey bee, honey bee,
I am sorry. I am so sorry.

I'm a shithead,
I completely forgot.

- Won't happen again, alright?
- Yeah, well, better not.

Got a present for you today.

Really?

- It's a video camera.
- It's for our role plays.

I thought we could tape
and watch it back.

- Dan.
- Don't you reckon?

- How much was it?
- Oh, no, it's nothing.

Couple of hundred bucks.

We should really be saving
right now.

No, no, we're fine.
Do you want to try it out?

I have costumes

and I've set up a little
something in the garage.

Let me get the light

and, uh, let me see,
press that there.

Evie, you look amazing.
This is so exciting.

- Uh, you ready?
- Yep.

And... action.

Action.
(clears throat)

Um...

I hear you've been
misbehaving, prisoner.

Um... I always fall
for the bad boys.

What are you in here for,
stud?

Assault. Sexual assault.

I'll bet she secretly loved it.

He.

- For fuck's sake, Dan!
- What?

You're trying to turn me on
by telling me

you have sexually assaulted
a man?!

It's called having
a back story, Evie.

(loud beeping)

Something's burning.

Oh, shit. It's the light. Get
the door! Get the door, Evie!

- I am!
- Bloody thing.

- (beeping continues)
- (coughing)

We're fine! We're fine!
Everything's fine!

Close the door, Evie! Close
the door! Close the door!

No! Oh, fuck, Evie!

This cost $3,000!

Thank God it's working.
OK, let's go from the top.

- The top of what?
- The scene.

What scene? Dan, do you even
remember why we're doing this?

- For the sex.
- For the marriage.

You're really starting to
scare me. Look at yourself.

Don't even recognize you anymore.

Babe, babe! Warden! Warden!

Perhaps we can have
a bit of fun before you go.

(door closes)

Hey.

- Where have you been?
- What do you mean? Work.

Well, I called your work

and they said that
you left hours ago.

- So where have you been?
- Just been in the car.

Don't you dare fucking mumble.

I've been in the car!

Honestly, I've just been
driving around, thinking.

Why weren't you at work?

Maureen, there's been
a bit of a reshuffle at work.

It's nothing I did.

Are you cheating on me, Phil?

What?

$500 on women's clothes.
$70 at The Body Shop.

- Interflora, David Jones...
- Show me that.

Fuck you!

We have a joint bank account,
you idiot.

- I can explain.
- Yes. Yes, this time explain.

I can... First of all,
I never did anything...

It's so complicated...

You're not going to understand.

OK.

Yeah, I've been having an affair.

(sighs)

It's over and
it will never happen again.

- Who is she?
- Someone from work.

- You don't know her.
- What's her name?

- Does it matter?
- What is she like?

- Don't do this.
- Is she younger than me?

- She's about the same.
- Prettier?

- Again, about the same.
- Is she thinner than me?

You have a lot in common.

She's not younger than me.
She's not skinnier than me.

She's not prettier than me.
Why couldn't it just be me?

Because she's softer than you.

She's quieter than you.

She doesn't yell at me.

She doesn't call me an idiot

or tell me to shut up
all the time.

She listens to me.

She's nice to me.

She doesn't make me feel like
the only thing stopping her

from being happy... is me.

Get out.

- Maureen.
- Get out, Phil.

(music plays over radio)

Fuck it. Fuck.

(dialing)

(phone ringing)

Voicemail: At the tone,
record your message.

To end, press 'hash'.

Phil: Maureen, pick up.

It's not another woman,
it's only ever been you.

I don't want anyone...
Oh, shit!

- (crashing)
- (tires screeching)

(screeching)

(bleep)

Voicemail: if you are satisfied
with your message, press one.

To re-record your message,
press two.

For more options, press three.

- ♪ ...to say goodnight ♪
- (voice-mail continues)

- D'you make a wish?
- Yeah.

Yeah?

Are you gonna tell me
what it is?

No.

If I guess, will you tell me?

- Maybe.
- Maybe?

OK, is it a... car?

- No, it's not a car.
- OK, not a car.

Is it bigger or smaller
than a car?

- I'm not telling.
- Alright.

Is it bigger or smaller
than... I don't know,

top of my head, say, this?

Oh, my God, if that is car
keys, I'm going to kill you.

- Paul.
- I'm not saying anything.

- No, this is not OK.
- Just open it.

Oh, wow.

- They're really beautiful.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

(indistinct conversation)

- Oh, what?
- No, I'm OK. I'm OK.

- Seriously?
- Yeah, I promise you.

Otherwise, we need to have
a little nap.

A nap? In the car?
While I drive?

Man: Can you spare a dollar, mate?

No, sorry, mate, we don't have any.

That's right, you remember it.

Come on, man, just a dollar.

Mate, we honestly don't
have anything. I'm sorry.

Not one single dollar?

OK, you should just give them
what you've got.

- Alright.
- He doesn't have anything.

- For fuck's sake.
- That's what he said.

Alright, mate.

- Alright, that's fine.
- OK.

What?

Alright, you want phones?
They're yours.

There you go.

Oh, come on, mate.
That's enough.

You got what you wanted.

I wouldn't say that.

Aren't you a pretty little thing?

- Alright, fuck off.
- What are you doing?

(screaming)

(muffled groans)

(muffled cries)

(muffled cries)

(crying)

(shouting)

(muffled crying)

Sorry, sir, there's been
a gas leak in the garage.

- I can't let you through.
- A gas leak?

Hmm.

(muffled cries)

Paul! Paul!

Paul! Where are you...?

Man: Is he OK?

Hey.

Hey, sweetheart.

- Where are we?
- We're in the hospital.

- Shit, are you OK?
- Am I OK?

Yeah, I'm OK. You're not OK.

You fractured your skull, honey.

But you're going to be fine.

Oh, my God. How?

You fell and hit your head.

Really? I don't remember.

Yeah, the doctor said you might not.

- It's OK, just rest.
- What happened?

Somebody hit you.

The car park.

Yeah. In the car park.

Did I rape you?

Shh.

That's what I was trying
to do, sweetheart.

- Shh.
- Those men, I paid them.

- I know.
- They were actors.

They were meant to hit me
with a fake bottle.

- Yeah.
- Did they use a real bottle?

- L-l don't...
- It should have been fake.

Honey, just try and rest.
Just try and relax.

- It was for your birthday.
- I know.

- As a surprise.
- I know.

Did I do it?

Maeve, tell me.

Did I rape you?

- Yeah. Baby, you raped me.
- Yeah?

Was it OK?

Yeah.

Was it what you wanted?

- Yeah.
- Thank God.

I really tried to think
of everything this time.

You know, I really put
some thought into it.

- I know.
- Yeah.

I practiced.

But, you know, it was
my first rape and I...

I don't know if I'm, like,
meant to be a raper.

- Shh...
- 'Cause it was...

No, baby, it was perfect.

It was perfect.

Wait, so when
did I hit my head?

- Right after.
- Shit.

- There was more.
- No.

- There was more...
- No more, no.

I was meant to do
one more thing.

Pauly, no more, please.
Honey, no, that's enough.

Just one more thing.
Where are my clothes?

Please, just get my clothes.

My jeans.

The front pocket of my jeans.

Yeah.

♪ ("Do It Again" plays) ♪
♪ Oh... ♪

♪ Do it again ♪

♪ I may say no, no, no ♪

♪ But do it again... ♪

You don't have to answer now.

♪ My lips just ache
to have you ♪

♪ Take the kiss
that's waiting for you ♪

♪ Oh, do it again ♪

♪ Please do it again ♪

♪ And again and again ♪

I will be at Mum's until
you sort out your priorities.

You're my priority!
Done! Sorted!

Well, it doesn't feel like it.

You never look at me anymore.

You're late home
every night...

I'm under the pump at work,
babe.

That is bullshit. Bullshit!

I called your brother
and he told me

you've been taking
theatre lessons.

Theatre... Screen acting
classes. So what?

So what the fuck? Since when
did you want to be an actor?

You're the one who said
I should get into it.

- What? When?
- Oh, God!

When we first started
this whole role play thing.

You said I could be
a famous actor. Your words.

That does not sound like
something I would say.

And that is not the point.

The point is you lied
about it.

I was embarrassed.

I mean, Jesus, Evie!
Me? An actor?

- It's crazy.
- It's ridiculous.

It's not ridiculous.

Dan. It's ridiculous.

Don't go. Evie.

Don't go.

If you walk out that door,

you'll be making the biggest
mistake of my life.

I used to be scared
of the idea of growing old.

Now I'm just scared
of the idea...

...of growing old without you.

(groans softly)

- Ow. Fuck!
- What?

Oh, I got it in my eye.
Christ!

- Got what in your eye?
- Tiger Balm.

I got fucking Tiger Balm in my
eye. God, that really stings.

How did you get Tiger Balm
in your eye?

You're supposed to put it
near your eye.

Like, the bridge of your nose
and it makes you cry.

They showed us how to do it
in acting class this week.

You were acting?

Yeah, you couldn't tell,
though, right?

You are a psychopath.

You're not... you're not
even ready to be a husband,

let alone a...

Let alone a what?

Evie.

Let alone a what?

An actor?

You're not a fucking actor.

Wow.

What happened to you?
Where's Dan?

'Where's Dan? Where's Dan?'
Fuck Dan!

Dan is boring. He's pathetic.

Why do you keep going
on about Dan?

I can be better
than Dan, Evie.

I'm done with Dan.

Yeah.

Me too.

(door opens)

OK, so I will see you
next time?

Have a good day.

Richard, come on in.

What's bothering you?

Um, well, I just wanted to
talk to you about Rowena.

- Where are you going?
- Uh, I don't know.

I just can't be here
right now.

Why?

I saw Dr. Barnes today.

She said she hasn't seen you
in weeks.

- And you don't have cancer.
- I don't have cancer.

What the fuck is going on?

Well, I just came
from the doctor

and the results came back
and they are negative.

I don't have cancer.
We beat it.

No, it's bullshit.

Dr. Barnes said she hasn't
seen you in weeks.

I never said
I went to Dr. Barnes.

Yes, you did.
You said Dr. Barnes.

Well, honey, if I said that,
I'm sorry.

I thought I had cancer,
I was a bit confused.

But I don't...

...have it.

- So there's no cancer.
- No.

Are you Crying?

Aw...

- Sweetie, are you crying?
- Yes, I'm fucking crying!

- Ow! That hurt!
- Oh, did it? Good!

I hurt you, good!

Because I can't help but feel
that for the last few weeks,

you've been hurting me. Like,
deliberately or something.

- That is so crazy!
- Is it?

Then how come you keep putting

photos of my dad up
all around the house?

I put a couple up,
I don't keep putting...

But you do! This is
what I'm talking about!

You're not putting photos up,
except you are.

Y-You didn't throw those
posters out, except you did.

But only because you have
cancer, except you don't!

I can't trust you anymore, Ro!

I still don't know where
Roxy is. My dad's dead.

I'm crying
all the fucking time.

I'm so dehydrated
and I can't help but feel

that you are somehow...
you're behind it all!

OK, firstly,
I did not kill your dad.

Boy, do I keep picking
the wrong times.

So sorry.

Richard, can you just...?

Wait, Richard!

Please, can you just stop
and talk to me?

- Honey, please don't go.
- Why?

Are you gonna actually tell me
what's going on?

Like, look in my eyes and
actually tell me the truth?

No, of course not.

All I ever wanted
was to have a family with you.

And now...

...shit, I'm almost glad
I couldn't get you pregnant.

I am pregnant.

What?

- Please come here.
- No, what did you say?

Don't fuck with me, Ro,
not about this.

- What did you say?
- I said I'm pregnant.

Is that true?

Are you sure?
How can you be sure?

Just, I am, I'm sure.

You're pregnant?

That's what all this
has been about?

Why didn't you tell me?

Scared.

We're gonna have a baby?

We're gonna have a baby?

♪ ("Make It With You" plays) ♪

♪ Dreams,
they're for those who sleep ♪

♪ Life, it's for us to keep... ♪

I thought it was kicking.

It's just your knee twitching.

♪ I wanna make it with you ♪

♪ I really think
that we can make it, girl ♪

(dog barks in distance)

(high pitched tone
through headphones)

Mm.

(inaudible)

- Playing up again?
- Oh, no, it's fine.

It just hums sometimes.

Moni, this service
doesn't work

if the interpreter
is deaf too.

It's not quite that bad.

- Getting worse, though?
- Please don't tell anybody.

I need this job.

- (Skype ringing)
- Thank you.

(line ringing)

Woman: You've called Phone Fuck.

Which ones of our sluts do you want?

- I beg your pardon?
- This is Phone Fuck.

Which girl do you want to
speak to, hon?

Can I just put you on hold
for a second?

Woman: Hello?
Who do you want to talk to?

Sorry, my name is Monica. I'm
calling from Video Relay...

I don't care, sweetie.
Just tell me

who you want to talk to
and I'll put you through, OK?

Yes, sorry, hold on.

- What are the options?
- Depends what you're into.

What have you got?

Lesbian, straight sex,
domination, blondes,

interracial, deep throat,
chubbies, trannies,

cougars, swingers, Asians,
gang bang,

big tits, small tits,

double penetration,
triple penetration,

squirting, ass to...

(silence)

...midgets,
barely legal, gonzo,

bukakke, anal, you tell me,

we've got different girls
for different things.

- Straight blonde, please.
- Connecting you now.

(line ringing)

(phone ringing)

Hey, this is Sonya.
Who's this?

Hi, this is Monica
calling from...

You sound really cute, Monica.
I don't normally do girls

but I'm so horny tonight,
I'll make an exception.

No, no, sorry, no. No.
I'm calling from Video Relay.

My name is Monica.
I have a caller on the line

that uses sign language and
I'll be interpreting the call

for both of you tonight.

What?

If you talk to me, I will
sign to the caller who's deaf

and he will sign back to me
and I will talk to you.

He's deaf?

Yes, that's right, he's deaf.

So he can't hear me?

No, he can't hear anything,
he's... deaf.

But he can see your hand signs
of everything I say?

Yes, sign language.
That's right.

I know a couple of words
in sign language.

I know 'cunt face'
and 'sunrise'.

Can he see me?
Like, what I'm doing?

No, nobody can see you.

He can see me. You're just
on a regular phone.

Right, gotcha, gotcha, gotcha.

- What does he look like?
- Um...

He's cute... I guess?

Monica: Look, can we just
get started, please?

Sorry,
what was his name again?

It'll be easier if you talk
to me as if I'm him.

What's your name?

- Sam.
- Fuck, that's slow.

Yeah, sorry,
there's going to be a lag.

What are you doing up so late,
Sam?

Just finishing some work. You?

Sonya: I was waiting for you to call.

What are you wearing?

Pink bra and panties.
What are you wearing?

- Just boxer shorts.
- Is he?

No, he's wearing a hoodie...

Why don't we take
those little shorts off?

Sorry, can you hang on
for one second?

Oh, shit.

Am I still holding?
What the fuck?

Oh, my God, yes, I'm so sorry.
Um...

Can you repeat
what you said last?

Sonya: I said, why don't
you take your shorts off?

Fuckin' hell, man.

- Uh, his shorts are off.
- Are you hard?

Sorry, what do you mean
by that?

Oh, fuck! It's hard to get
a run on here.

- Ask him if his dick's hard.
- Yeah, of course. Um...

Uh, yes, yes, yes.
Sorry, yes, it is.

You want to put your
big, hard cock in my mouth?

Wow, can we just assume
he's gonna say yes to that?

Well, did he say yes?

Uh, I reckon he will
so can we just imagine

he's popped it all in there
and wrap this up?

- Just fucking ask him, mate.
- Wow. Killing me. Um...

Wow. He said yes.
Huh! What a shock.

What do you want me to do now, lover?

Hello? What does he want me
to do now?

We're having a few technical
difficulties here.

Can I just put you on hold
again?

- Yeah, yeah. Fuckin' hell.
- Thank you.

- Hello, you there?
- Sonya: Yeah, are you there?

I mean, who's the guy?
What the fuck's going on?

Sorry, I'm just going to
backtrack.

Earlier, he said,
please to spit on his penis

to make it all slippery.

- (bell dings)
- OK.

Tell him I spat on it,

there's spit everywhere,
it's as slippery as fuck.

What's the problem?

He wants to... Oh, my God.

He wants to put his penis
in you... your vagina.

- Mm-hm.
- Monica: Your wet vagina.

Mmm, oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, I'm dripping wet.

Oh, that feels good.

I want your big, hard cock
to fill me up.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck. So deep, it hurts.

You have to eat it, OK?

You can spit it out as much
as you want

but you still have to eat it.

You're just gonna make
yourself dirty and sticky,

Nana, and then I have
to clean it up.

I'm... I'm so sorry, I'm lost.
What does he have to eat?

Oh, shit! Don't tell him that.
I'm just talking to my nan.

And don't tell him that either.

Listen, can l...?
I gotta do something.

Could you, um,
could you keep him talking

just for, like, one minute?

- Definitely not.
- (groaning)

Can you hear that?
It's my nan, OK?

She's had a stroke.

She's fucked.
I need these calls.

I need the money.
Just for one minute.

It's easier than it looks, honestly.

Please?

- Fine.
- Thank you, thank you.

OK, great. So just tell him
heaps of stuff

about how good his dick is
and how you want...

- (high pitched whir)
- Oh, God.

Hello? Hello?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Would you like him
to fuck you hard or slow?

Why would you ask
in the first place?

He would like
to fuck you hard, actually.

(panting)

- Sonya: Hey, I'm back.
- Oh, God!

- Thank you, help me.
- Where are we at?

Uh, you are being fucked
from behind.

- Hard, in the ass, I think?
- Well, that was quick.

I know, that's what I said.

OK, um, can you tell me
what to say next, please?

Tell him it's the biggest dick
I've ever had.

Um, and next?

Does he want to put it
in my mouth?

It's just been in your ass.

SQ?

OK.

(groans)

(chuckles)

Sonya: What?

What's fucking funny?

This is a fucking prank, isn't it?

It's really not.

- Um, he wants to hang up.
- Well, did he come?

(line goes dead)

♪ ("Sleep At Last" plays) ♪

♪ May these words be the first
to find your ears ♪

♪ The world is brighter
than the sun ♪

♪ Now that you're here ♪

♪ Though your eyes will need
some time to adjust ♪

♪ To the overwhelming light
surrounding us ♪

♪ I'll give you
everything I have ♪

♪ I'll teach you
everything I know ♪

♪ I promise I'll do better ♪

♪ I will always hold you close ♪

♪ But I will learn
to let you go ♪

♪ I promise I'll do better ♪

♪ I will soften every edge ♪

♪ I'll hold the world to its best ♪

♪ And I'll do better ♪

♪ With every heartbeat I have left ♪

♪ I will defend
your every breath ♪

♪ And I'll do better ♪

♪ 'Cause you are loved ♪

♪ You are loved
more than you know ♪

♪ I hereby pledge
all of my days ♪

♪ To prove it so ♪

♪ Though your heart
is far too young to realize ♪

♪ The unimaginable light ♪

♪ You hold inside ♪

(engine cranks)

(engine fails)

- Car trouble?
- Yeah.

Can I give you a lift
anywhere?

Um, no, it's fine. Thanks.

- Sure?
- It's fine, I'm sure.

- Thank you.
- Alright. Good luck!

Actually, wait...
Wait, please!

Thank you!

Thanks.

(music plays over radio)

- Thank you.
- No problem. Don't be silly.

Thank you, though.
I really appreciate it.

My pleasure.

I need to get over the bridge,
if that's OK.

- Easy-peasy.
- Thank you.

Um...

Oh, um, actually,

I left the bonnet of
my car open, so I'll just...

No, no, stay there.
I'll get it.

Thanks.

(high pitched tone)

Do you want me to get
anything else from the car?

(sniffs)

(dog barks in distance)

♪ ("Two Sleepy People" plays) ♪
♪ Two sleepy people ♪

♪ By dawn's early light ♪

♪ And too much in love
to say goodnight ♪

♪ Here we are ♪

♪ In the cozy chair ♪

♪ Picking on a wishbone ♪

♪ From the Frigidaire ♪

♪ Two sleepy people... ♪

(muffled music plays over radio)

♪ So sleep,
silent angel, go to sleep ♪

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ All I need is the air
that I breathe ♪

♪ And to love you ♪

♪ All I need is the air
that I breathe ♪

♪ Yes, to love you ♪

♪ All I need is the air
that I breathe ♪

(music fades out)

(disc scratching)

♪ The sweetest twist ♪

♪ Lush like you ♪

♪ A long-dead list ♪

♪ Well, honey,
they were lush, lush too ♪

♪ Hot and fierce ♪

♪ Lush like you ♪

♪ I can't stand up
because I'm lush like you ♪

♪ Delirious mist,
lush like you ♪

♪ We're driving, I insist ♪

♪ Honey, till the sky
turns blue ♪

♪ Look at me shiver ♪

♪ Lush like you ♪

♪ There's an underground river
and I'm lush like you ♪

♪ Her character's neat
She's never indiscreet ♪

♪ Be gentle with the babe
because she's lush like you ♪

♪ Cats and kittens,
muffins and mittens ♪

♪ Everybody's smitten
with the lush like... oh... ♪

♪ A cease or desist ♪

♪ A patience at the tryst ♪

♪ You got to open up and kiss ♪

♪ if you want the lush life too... ♪

(Song plays out)