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Yeah. Are you reading?

Quantum Computing Algorithm.

Eddie's book.

That's complicated.

I think I've got it.

No, call people.

I don't have it. No, I'll behave myself.

Come on, Mike, tell us how it's done.
Not a chance.

Figure it out for yourself. Yeah, we all
have.

No, it's not weird.

I think, I think this is it.

Mum? Oh, hang on, hang on. Look,

I think we're breaking up. Hello?

Hello? What the hell?

Mum, can you still hear me? I'm hanging
up. OK.

I suppose this is the place.

Looks a bit different than advertised.

Oh,

sorry.

I give up. Mum, we just talked.

What?

Can you repeat that?

Who is this?

Guys, a hand, please.

Sorry, John.

John. Listen, I think the wrong number.

Bye.

Hello?

I'm here.

Thanks, Ray.

Is Ray your real name, or is it
something?

Sunray. Moonray.

Big Ray.

Don't you guys know either?

No, not even close. clothes. What, you
thought she looks like hippie? She must

have some silly hippie name. Yeah.

Nah, it's rainbow.

Oh, this is so much better. Not hippie
at all. Much better.

Everything okay, Eddie?

Edward.

My name is Edward.

I told you all before.

Only my wife calls me Eddie.

Much to my chagrin.

Ladies first.

At the wood.

That's it.

Careful, Mike, careful.

This place is huge.

No shit, Miss Marple.

And very 17th. It's vile.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Drafty, too.

Well, I like it.

Hey, didn't the leaflet say that this
place was accessible to... Wheelchairs.

don't know, did it?

I don't remember.

Well, why would you? But yeah, I'm sure
it says that in the leaflet. Yeah, this

is the latter. In fact, I think the
birds are exaggerated in quite a few

Exaggerated? It's called lying where I
come from, Eddie.

Right, none of the rooms down here are
suitable for you.

We'll figure it out, mate. Don't worry.
The kitchen and living room are up here,

guys. Is there a bedroom for John? And a
bar for him? Yeah, both.

And there's a terrace.

Wicked. Cheers, Elsie.

Right, let's do this, then.

Teamwork, right? Yeah, absolutely.

Even though only one of us is putting
his back into it.

All right.

Come on, take the floor.

Oh, at least you smell nice.

Yeah. All right, take your time, guys.

He's coming.

Sorry. It's helpful.

Mate, I'll tell you what. What?

I don't care what happens.

You stick on this floor for the rest of
the weekend, all right? Oh, yeah, thanks

a lot. No problem. Thanks a lot.

There's even more bedrooms and bathrooms
up here.

Really nice. Dibs!

Oh, you are so immature.

Really?

This way for you.

I can handle a level floor, you know.
And at the far end, your table.

Ah! Oh, sorry!

Let's see.

I forgot how big this is.

Well, don't worry. You'll think it used
to how big it is, false pot.

Stop it, John.

Sorry!

And here's me thinking that you're all
serious and stuff.

Yeah, well, don't tell anyone.

I thought it would be a good idea if we
could toast our weekend together.

I've got champagne, munchies. Well, I'll
get a bowl for whatever's in there. And

glasses.

Mine?

Did anybody... Thanks,

Elsie, for organising all of this.

Today marks a year since the events
which brought us together.

and brought us to the wonderful, capable
doctor and group therapy.

And a year since Joey.

So may he rest in peace.

Now, we've been through a lot.

This weekend is about putting all that
stuff behind us and having a good time.

So cheers, everybody.

Cheers. To no more group therapy.

To no more group therapy. To Joey.

Joey. He had his whole life ahead of
him.

Yeah, which he wasted trying to stop a
bullet with his face.

Come on, Edward.

The kid was brave.

Eddie isn't mocking.

I'm just pointing out facts.

Well, fact is, Joey died saving her.

Sometimes... Sometimes you feel guilty.

Like the doctor said.

On a lighter note, look at this.

Am I very messy?

Oh.

Ta -da.

It's meant to be symbolic of you
surviving the situation.

See? Six.

For the hostages.

I know I wasn't directly involved,
but... I can't believe this.

It's just a tattoo.

Have I offended you?

I didn't mean to intrude or...

minimize your experience. I just
thought... No, it's not that. Well, then

the problem? Well, I got one too.

With a six in it.

Look.

Okay, that is a mad coincidence.

You think that's a coincidence?

Serendipity. Oh, my goodness.

Didn't we talk about this in therapy?

No, tattoos didn't come up.

Do you want to see something creepy?

Yeah, all right then, what are the odds?

No, I mean, no, quite literally, so what
are the odds of this happening?

I mean, you know, it's the exact same
style.

I mean, same fix.

What are you getting at? Well, this is
some kind of joke, right? I mean, what,

um, trick the scientist.

Well, go on then, mate.

Show us yours.

No, I'm too old for a game of I'll show
you mine if you show me yours, mate.

And for tattoos.

So, you're trying to tell me that, apart
from Elsie and I, who got this done

together, the rest of you decided
independently to get this particular

done in this style, hmm?

Well, apart from Mike.

Serendipity. Yeah, right.

I'm not stupid.

OK, I'm going to get the rest of my
luggage from the car.

Here's to a delightful weekend in the
country.

You know the weird thing? I didn't even
want a tattoo.

This never did come up in therapy, did
it?

Reunion yet.

Tattoos, no.

Are you okay, Edward?

What?

Oh, sure.

Cramp or carpal tunnel or something. I
don't know.

This is all so bizarre.

Why would we all have the same idea?

The place where we got the tattoo, what
was it called again?

I can't remember. It was some awful pun
with inks.

Jinx!

Jinx!

Because we all said the same thing at
the same time?

So, we all got the tattoo at exactly the
same place, and dare I assume with

the same unsavoury tattoo artist?

She was rather creepy.

Right, well, that's it. I'm calling this
lady.

I'm all for practical jokes.

Actually, I'm not.

What does it matter?

It's nice, no?

Damn it.

It's dead.

Did I forget to charge the phone?

Well, I just charged mine.

Oh, weird.

It's dead too.

So is mine.

What a day.

I told you we should have stayed at
home. This is getting ridiculous.

Well, I'll just go get my charger from
the car.

Didn't you get the bags, Eddie?

What?

No, I must have forgot.

The doorway effect.

You forget things.

Don't play amateur psychologist.

It is drafty in here, isn't it?

What happened?

It's my back.

It hurt.

It felt like a whole bunch of, I don't
know, needles or something.

Look.

Ray?

Does this hurt?

No. I thought you said you had a tattoo
with a six in it.

Yeah.

That's a five.

Don't be ridiculous.

Tattoos don't change.

This? No, it doesn't hurt anymore. It
was just a sudden pain.

But... No, she may have asked.

For a six, but the woman drew a five,
and we all got confused, you know?

Observer expectancy effect.

Cognitive bias?

I'll be looking forward to reading your
book, mate.

It's just strange that we didn't notice
it before. No, it's not.

Mike? Look, I can't remember what I saw,
but, I mean, that's clearly a five,

so... Look, I don't even see why this is
a conversation.

I mean, it's a bloody tattoo.

It's five.

It always has been five.

Well, what the fuck's going on down
there? Talk to me, somebody.

Nothing. Everything's fine.

Oh yeah, great. Okay, fine. Don't tell
the fucking cripple.

Just let me know if the pain comes back.
I'm okay. Go upstairs.

I'll get you off.

I guess I'll go get the charger. No, no,
no.

I'll do it.

You stay inside.

For God's sake, Elsie, I'm not a child.

Just stay in the house.

Yes, darling.

Why don't we go away for the weekend
with some people I met in a hideous

situation when someone fucking died?

Delightful.

There's my smile.

I made things weird earlier.

Look, can you just, like, I feel like
you're crowding me.

I'm trying to help you.

Help me.

Beth! You're not here.

Beth!

Elsie?

Elsie? What's wrong?

So are we stuck here?

It's like the robbery.

Well, that's a year of therapy down the
drain, then.

Do you think this is funny?

Do you think making jokes now is a good
idea?

I don't know. Maybe it is.

It's not like anyone's told me what the
fuck's going on.

And I'm the one who got a bullet in the
back from that day, so I'm allowed a bit

of dark humour. That's what you get for
running away like a little bitch.

Shot in the back like a cow, won't he?

And what, Joey was shot in the face like
a hero?

That's not helping.

Let's just focus.

Could anyone check the house for a
landline?

I'll do.

You're going to be okay just for a bit.

Yeah? Okay.

Great, let's go look for a phone.

Get some help.

I found it.

Hello? Oh, um, not a sir, and I am calm.

Okay.

Okay, I'm good now.

You're doing all right?

Uh, I'm not a sir, and, um, we have a
situation here.

I did what needed to be done, all right.

I don't know what Eddie said.

You should take care of yourself.

Is that what he told you?

Yes.

That's bullshit.

I was trying to raise the alarm.

No, stay put.

How many are there on the other side?

What other side? What do you mean?

No, leave them inside, sir.

You may be home.

But he's not inside. Hello?

Hello.

Okay, what the fuck was that?

I'm going to try again.

Ow! You're back again? Yeah.

Oh, my God.

I didn't see your precious Eddie do
anything.

And he didn't get Joey killed.

You didn't.

You did.

You didn't even know Joey.

You're all a bunch of cowards. You
weren't even there.

But I didn't go outside. I don't get it.
Something must be triggering this act.

You're all cowards.

And he died.

He died.

Horribly. And he all left. I all left
him out there.

So did you. Mike.

You have nothing to hide.

Oh, Elsie, you really need to... You...
You did this. All of this. You need to

relax. because you're starting to lose
your marbles.

No!

What's going on?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Rainbow, look at
me.

Mike,

get me a towel.

What happened?

Ray, Ray, what happened?

Okay, don't worry. I've seen a lot
worse. No, no, it's my back.

I felt a thing.

It's down to three.

Why is this happening, Beth?

I don't know yet, but we will figure
this out.

Guys, you need to see this.

Shut up or I swear I will. I'm down to
three. We have to figure this out now.

Okay, this needs stitches.

Mike, can you see if there's a first aid
kit here about, or something else that

can serve as bandages?

This is important.

I told you to shut up! Dan!

Come over here, I need your help.

Okay, just put pressure here.

Great.

Is it really that bad?

No, no, it's not that. I can fix this.

I just really need my suture kit.

I'll see.

I need you to come back down, okay?

It went up.

It went up, Baba.

It went up.

I can't.

Eddie's out there. He's just lying
there. Maybe I don't really need

You need stitches.

Well, then we need your bag.

And it's in the car.

Okay, so go get it.

What? What have I said? Nobody tells me
anything and I'm supposed to know. It's

the tattoos, John.

Going outside makes them go down.

It's my arm.

I'll go.

No, you're down at three.

Well, look, it's not only the doctor's
bag, is it? Right, everything's still in

the car.

Including all the food we bought for the
weekend. There's fuck all to eat in the

kitchen.

Someone needs to go down there.

Okay, so she goes.

She slashed at Ray.

Somehow she managed to get an extra
point. She could afford the loss.

Nice. We're calling them points now, are
we?

Hang on a minute. You don't have a
tattoo.

Why don't you go?

Because you've all got six chances and I
might not have any.

I don't see you fucking volunteering.

Really? Do you want to carry me down the
stairs and wheel me out? I'll happily

carry you down the stairs.

You can bring all the stuff in on your
fucking lap.

Joey would do it.

Fine, I'll go.

No. I'll go.

No, no, it can wait.

First, let's figure out what's causing
these countdowns. I'll be quick.

Does anyone need anything that's
important from the car?

Medication?

You don't. Yes, she does. We've been
through this.

John, I'm sick of it. It's okay.

It's right.

Go on, then.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

We knew that would happen.

trying to dab me again, I am.

Alright.

I'll leave you be.

There was a guy who came to hospital, I
think a few months ago,

claiming he was pregnant.

He was referred to us by the psychiatric
department.

Did he have a belly?

A pregnant belly? He did have a belly.

Was he all right?

Yeah,

he was fine. It was just a cyst.

Is Elsie gonna be alright?

You're worried about Elsie.

You're not.

I think she's gonna be fine.

The group just needs to stay focused,
stay together.

Do you think Joey's getting back at us?

Joey's dead, sweetheart.

You have to get your head around that.

You sound like Edward.

I'm sorry.

I think we are going to get to the
bottom of whatever this is.

If we do, we will.

What if we're not?

There you go.

Good as new.

What? You what?

Nothing.

Don't suppose there's any beer in there,
is there?

Apparently not.

What's a closed system?

I'm just being silly.

Sorry. It's alright.

It's not like I could feel anything.

Do you need beer?

Apparently not.

Is it?

Are you okay?

Because you look like you've seen a
ghost.

Come.

Let your fingers go.

Do you like me?

Champagne it is then.

Fuck it.

It's a poor excuse for a bottle of beer
anyway, innit mate?

Hey. Hey.

Um, what do you say we... we get
everyone together and think this

Yeah?

Okay.

That's right.

Oh, she'll be fine.

She'll be fine.

Um, she'll be done in a minute. She's
gonna get her head together around all

this, like we all do.

Okay.

All right, I'll be done in a second.
Okay, I'll get Elsie and John.

Beth? Yeah.

Are you alright?

Yeah. Yeah?

What if the, uh... What if the tattoos
go up when you...

Not a good match, Mike.

Isn't that the beauty of it, though?

The doctor -patient thing.

Hang on, I wasn't the patient.

I'll go to therapy, then.

Amen.

Better than therapy.

You want to enjoy that?

Yes, please.

I'm sorry.

About Ray, I... I don't know what...

Come on, you know I was right.

Don't act like a piff in your chips.

I'm not. I'm thinking.

Just trying to get a grip on this.

We're going to calmly discuss this and
work it out step by step.

There you are. Just two seconds.

Is something wrong, Elsie? Yes.

No.

Can we get on with this, please?

We're waiting for Ray. She'll be down in
a minute. She'll have to get them.

I totally didn't think of this.

I carry this thing everywhere with me.
And?

I'll connect to the internet.

No! What?

No.

I felt it.

The number went down. Fuck.

You knew that was going to happen.

You figured this out, haven't you?

No, I haven't. You see the way she
reacted?

You're acting like you know something.

Are you kidding?

It was a feeling.

Feeling?

Well, every time we reach for help, we
get punished.

Yeah, but it wasn't us that got
punished, was it? It was Ray.

Because you didn't share your feelings
with the rest of us.

She's on two fucking points.

You're going to get us all killed.

Or is that what you want?

Yes, John.

That's exactly what I want.

Relax. Relax!

Fuck off! Don't tell me what to do.

We just need to work this out together
before... Before I... Before

something... Now, I don't know anything,
but it

seems as though there are rules to this.

Enlighten us.

One.

Leaving the house or attempting to
contact... the outside world in any way,

gets penalised.

Seems about right.

Okay, well that's one. What's next?

Okay, two.

And this is highly conjectural.

It seems as though, for lack of a better
word,

the tattoo points form some sort of
limited resource that we

may... be able to redistribute. Now, the
key word here is limited. What?

We can't afford to lose any more from
the pool.

Wait. Turn back.

Redistribute how?

This is just guesswork.

But when Elsie hurt your arm, it looked
like the point you lost wasn't actually

lost, but transferred over to her.

So you're saying it's possible to get
race points back up then?

Yes, but at the cost of someone else.

The tragedy has become...

Okay.

So, how do we proceed from here then? I
think we need a leader.

If you're right about these rules, then
we need someone in control of the point.

Why?

Maybe if we'd had someone in charge
before, I would have asked about the

and I wouldn't be in this position.

Okay.

So let's vote. No.

It should be you.

It has to be Beth.

You're smart and you know how to deal
with stress.

Her? She's been keeping things from us.
John!

I don't want to die.

You're not going to die.

We do need a leader.

I accept Beth.

I'll follow your lead.

Have you all lost your mind?

Please. For me.

Bye.

What?

What do you mean, what?

Are you on board or aren't you?

Like I said before, I'm too old for
games.

And that includes follow the leader.

I think we should approach this as
adults.

Capable of making decisions for
ourselves.

But whatever works for you lot.

Were you born a complete fucking prick?
Stop it!

Enough of the bickering. I'm done with
it. We're all done with it.

Now, are you putting me in charge or
not?

Yes.

Yes, we are.

Of course.

Then I put them in.

Ray.

Ray.

It's back to one now, isn't it?

So what?

Bitch!

She's trying to kill Ray.

That's not true. She's lying. She's
lying. She's manipulating all of us. How

could I have known?

You're not getting back.

Ray. Come on. You'll get your point
back.

What? No.

Get off me.

I'm not stupid.

Yes, she's right. It'll transfer.

No, I can't.

I'm not like that.

Then become like that. Have you all gone
crazy? Mike.

Better that than dead.

What are you doing?

Use it.

What are you doing?

Hit her.

I don't want you to die. Hit her,
please. I can't do it.

It's wrong.

It's wrong. She took your point.

Take it back.

Ray? Ray?

I'm sorry.

Hit me.

Hit me. Take one of mine.

Get off. Get off.

Get off.

That you're helping me now.

It was nothing personal.

Nothing personal?

Yes.

What was it then?

You taught me how to rationalise and
find a solution.

Disassociate.

Now we have to find out how these
tattoos work.

So, we needed an experiment.

We?

It's cold, Mike.

It's supposed to be cold.

Hilarious.

You got the most points, Beth.

You know I made the right call.

Maybe.

So did it work out the way you expected
this experiment?

No.

No, it didn't.

It really didn't.

But it was educational, I guess.

Was it educational?

Jesus, man. Oh, God. And only one more
of us had to die. You know what I mean.

Okay,

let's look at the top numbers then.

See where we stand.

Okay.

Nancy's at her original six.

Yeah.

What?

How?

Because he took your point when he
forced you to go outside.

Is this true?

You hypocrite.

Tell me everything you know.

And don't you dare.

Leave anything out.

I don't have to tell you anything.

You're not the boss of me.

That stopped when Ray died.

It clearly stopped before she died.

That's why she died.

You said you were going to listen to me,
but you didn't.

So you killed her.

He called me a hypocrite.

He lied about his tattoo.

He doesn't have one.

Then why is he still here?

Why don't you just go home?

You can't.

Because he has a fucking tattoo just
like the rest of us.

Isn't this true?

Mike.

Still on six.

Why do you lie to me?

I should never have got a fucking
tattoo.

After everything we've been through.

Oh, come on, Beth, you know why.

Now I'm going to go and take care of
her.

Go.

Wait. You need a sheet.

To cover her body.

Yeah, I'll get one from my room.

What are you doing?

Means and opportunity.

What are you talking about?

The robbery.

You're a security tech. I never hid
anything.

You were in on it.

All this time, all this therapy, all
this reunion.

And motive.

The cancer kit.

That's mine.

Oh, yes.

I know it is.

We're on to you.

Eddie and I.

Eddie thought you were just an
electrician.

You were there for the alarm.

Weren't you?

I know.

I know.

Go fast.

How is this relevant?

It's motive.

You needed the money.

And Beth.

Is Beth in on this?

Beth was... You'll die here.

Like Eddie.

Or I'm going to get you arrested.

Both of you.

Beth has nothing to do with it.

This was after... Aiding and abetting.

After taking accessory to murder.

Grievous injury with disability as a
result. Stop it, please.

Stop it. You lost.

You lost the game.

Oh, my God.

Why had he hated you?

I outsmarted you.

They said no one was going to get hurt.

And how did that work out for you?

Now, you have to help me.

We need to collect more points.

You and I.

If we get enough, we can get out of
the... out of the rage.

How big's this range?

I don't know.

The tattoo's anything but big.

We need as many as we can.

Do you think that this room might...

Hey.

Hey.

You all right?

Yeah.

You?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good.

I don't... I've got to show you.

For Ray.

Okay.

I ain't going to do that now.

Okay.

I'm going to go freshen up.

Yeah, good.

Well you're both that one not sitting in
your bed

You can walk.

You fit to me downstairs.

Say it again.

What are you talking about?

Come on.

Jump!

Beth?

It was an accident.

He attacked me.

But this is the only way.

Come on, open the door. You've got
nowhere to go, Beth.

Come on.

Open the door, Beth. You've got nowhere
to go.

Fuck you, Mike!

Fuck you, Frank.

Come on!

You're making this so much harder than
it needs to be.

Thank you.

You really are a place to work.

And I need your points.

So that I can get far enough away from
this house before they run out.

Do you understand?

Beth?

I collect all the pieces of my scared
dreams.

They get sewn into a blanket by my
attention machine.

It keeps me warm.

Keeps me warm As long as it's dry It

keeps me warm

When I gaze into

see the water rise below smell the rain
from long ago

We get catered on at our beck and call
by artificial...