All language subtitles for Being Human UK S05E01 The Trinity 720p BluRay H265 BONE

Yesterday was your first love for how
long?

Good to go again.

How did the blood type?

Tangentially. I was involved
tangentially.

You weren't drinking the blood
tangentially.

How many times are you going to bring
that up?

Hell!

I love you.

No!

I'm stuck like this.

Forever.

That's it. We are finding my body and I
am totally passing over.

And if we need to, we can make people
disappear in a puff of smoke.

Untie me, you.

How? Untie me, bitch!

Where's Catherine?

Oh, down.

You got my message, then?

I say, message, I just allowed you to
discover my whereabouts.

I knew you wouldn't be able to resist a
chance to kill me.

I'm surprised they wanted to kill.

But the werewolf army would never let
their leader embark on a solo

assassination, let me guess.

Stuck a pillow beneath your blanket?

Slipped away under cover of darkness?

Took me back to my convent days.

You should

have

at least warned your guards I was
coming.

Save me from killing one of them?

Precisely. That's really compassion for
staff.

I would have lost you this war anyway.

What do you mean?

Would have lost me this war?

We need to parley.

A civil war between our clans has been
raging for seven years.

In fact, I believe it is what triggered
the current war in the human world.

Obviously there's nothing we enjoy more
than a good

rough and tumble.

But we have reason to believe we're
being manipulated.

Someone else.

Something else is fanning the flames of
this conflict.

So the same thought has occurred to you
too.

But who?

Who could do that?

We are at war with each other.

We are at war with the devil.

one idea.

You can get your little brain into one
big mess, but what are you

gonna do now, baby, when it all pays in?

This isn't about rehabilitation anymore.
This is vindictive. Stay in the chair

and share the bloodlust.

Come on, you're big and strong. I don't
mean the chair.

I implore you.

Put a screen in front of me. Give me a
blindfold. No one should have to look at

this. Put a cover over your head like I
tell a budgie at night time.

Don't look at me.

I can't eat or drink, so none of this is
mine.

Besides, I spent my entire life cleaning
up after my smelly brother, so until

the moment I pass over, I should be
mostly reading magazines or watching the

Welsh rugby team get changed.

When you go, let me know if you'd like
me to accompany you.

Some weird people out there.

Says the werewolf spoon -feeding mashed
banana to the vampire. Look, ten minutes

is all I ask.

Supervised, of course. Just so I can do
a quick run round with the hoover and

sort out the recycling.

But please.

It is torture.

If we wanted to torture you, we would
show you a picture of the bathroom.

The bathroom, too?

You people are animals.

How long does it take for a vampire to
get out of the bloodlust?

A week? A month?

A year?

Who do we ask?

I guess we ask him.

We're thinking of letting you out.

Thank you.

Fill a bowl with boiling water and
washing up liquid. This is the two sets

Marigolds problem.

Out, out.

It's your call.

If it's still dangerous, say so now.

What? I mean it, Al. We can wait for
more.

Don't let me do this. It's still a risk.

There must be a structure.

First off, you stay clear of vampires.
They're a bad influence.

That goes for all of us.

No more supernatural nonsense.

Agreed. And if you drink blood again,
then... You kill me.

I was thinking more along the lines of a
fine.

Drinking blood means I have become the
man I fear.

Drinking blood is the overture to a
greater catastrophe.

You need to swear on something.

On the memory of Eve.

On the memory of Eve.

Well then.

Okay, Dick Splash.

For the last time, I'm not planning
anything.

Don't get me wrong.

I could pull your kidneys out through
your nostrils if I wanted.

But lucky for you, I'm getting way too
old for this show.

Hattie, you're the last of the old ones.
Of course you're planning something.

Malevolence and greed are hardwired into
your DNA.

Yeah, and your mum's so fat, her blood
type's ragu.

Besides, who says I'm the last one?

What? Can I smoke in here?

Hetty.

There's another old one.

In fact, it's because of him a whole
world domination thing went its up.

Who?

Hal, the human sympathiser.

He was always kind of skittish.

What if we opened a window? Seriously?

I'm gasping here.

How about this?

You tell me all you can about this Hal.

And I'll arrange for an Air Force flight
to return you to Bolivia tomorrow.

Sounds like a plan, but make sure
they've got some crayons, in case I want

draw some ponies and shit.

My friend is in our time.

Okay, I've seen it all before. It's a
cleaning rota.

I split the domestic duty into three
subgroups.

Tom, Alex and I. Why is there one for
me?

I'll be passing over soon. Yes, but
until then, you're part of this

Now. Oh, but then you're just going to
have to drop all your rota.

I know.

Now, how are you going to complete your
business and pass over?

Find my body somehow and get to my
family, I guess.

They can all grieve and stuff.

Well, didn't them blokes take it?

Yeah, we just find out who they are and
then put the papers to something.

Well, that's obviously half the
question.

Why? We can't agree.

Werewolves and vampires and ghosts being
revealed to the world. The consequences

could be catastrophic.

Call them wild. No, sorry.

You of all people don't get to dictate
what we tell my dad and brothers.

What does that mean?

Me of all people? I'm not letting a good
man die of grief just to protect the

fucking Twilight franchise.

We'll discuss it later.

You can discuss it later.

With yourself.

That doesn't even make sense.

Cleaning rotor.

Thank you, Tom.

As you can see, Alex has the lion's
share of domestic tasks.

Tom and I will take on extra shifts at
the cafe to cover the rent. Why are you

looking at each other like that?

Erm, the cafe.

Tony didn't like us taking all them
shifts off while you were strapped in

chair, so he sort of sacked us.

On the break, Dave, you get to make a
new router.

Not one name!

How am I supposed to get a five -a -side
team together if no one signs up, you

lazy buggers?

And who forgot to tell me you were all
going to the pub last night?

First someone felt daft when they
realised.

Probably just as well.

I was updating my blog.

Those games don't review themselves.

Trump!

It's Cram.

What is?

My name.

Like the runner, Steve Cram.

He was voted Sports Personality of the
Year. Your position's up for review.

I'm shaking up the whole floor.

Separating the wheat from the boys.

Bringing new blood in, like, er... Oh, I
don't know.

Gabby.

Well, your nephew, Gabby.

Is he my nephew?

Well, he's a smart lad.

In my Christmas quiz, he said alopecia
was a mountain.

So he doesn't know much about plants.
Big deal.

There'll be a panel, which I might be
on.

You need to reapply.

For the job I already have.

See? Told you.

Problem solved.

People on board a ship that capsizing
don't use that many exclamation marks.

Oh, my God. Do you really think we could
work at a place like this?

Knowing our luck.

No, not that one, you stupid bitch. The
cushion with the trim around the edges.

Don't you understand anything, you
ignorant shit?

Captain Hatch.

Perhaps we could use our inside voice
and say, not today, thank you, to the

expletive. Oh, Pat, you're absolutely
right. I do apologise.

I'm so sorry.

Can I help?

Yeah, we're here for the interviews.

Hot.

Sorry?

In here, it's... It's very hot in here.

Open a window.

I've always wanted to work in a hotel.

Ever since me and Dad struck into a
crystal hill when I was 14.

We were hunting a vampire called Radley.

Radley?

I know Radley. Big ginger guy. Yeah.

How was he?

Yeah, good, until we killed him,
obviously.

I'm going to go check out the
competition.

Drop some cocks on the application.

Tom McNair? Yeah.

Kill him.

Metaphorically.

When you talk to other vampires, as even
you must from time to time, how do you

account for your continued anonymity?

Luck?

Guilt?

Or humanity's stupidity?

The basement of that nightclub a month
or so ago.

You took my friend's body.

Who are you?

My name is Dominic Rook.

My job is to maintain the illusion that
man is alone.

And it has been the job of people like
me for hundreds of years.

By telling me all of this, aren't you
rather missing the point of a

organisation? I have a proposition for
you.

You are a rare creature, Hal.

A human sympathizer with an eminent
position in vampire society.

It gives us an opportunity.

If you were to take charge of the
vampires, we could strike an accord

our two worlds.

Me?

No.

I can't do that.

In exchange for a cessation of chaos and
violence.

We will provide you with per diems,
premises, and the means to acquire

Consensually.

I... I don't need blood anymore.

I've been trying for over 60 years.
You're sweating, Hal.

Your hands are shaking.

What happened to my friend's body?

Offhand, I don't recall.

Some were returned to their families
with an appropriate cover story.

Others were let the families create
their own narratives.

But if you were to help me, I'm sure I
could... No, um... No, that...

I can't return to that world.

I've seen vampires try to live a human
life before.

It always ends in tears.

Incidentally, we've been monitoring this
place.

37 people have committed suicide here in
as many years.

As far as we can tell, it's not werewolf
or vampire related.

But if you get the job, keep an eye out.

Perhaps it's the decor.

You can find me here.

The old ones are gone, Hal.

The remaining vampires are rudderless
and volatile.

We can mold them into any shape we wish.

Trust me.

You don't want to see a world where...

Here's my question for you.

How do you shave?

Don't do that.

All right. Sorry, Nana.

I'm sorry again about the quiet.

Yeah, no worries.

So, ready for me to pump you?

Um... Yes. Have you... any experience in
the hotel

trade?

Well, I failed into Savoy. Brilliant.

You're in.

Can't wait to have you here.

I mean, have you in the hotel.

Working in the hotel.

Yeah, we're both really excited.

Yeah. Yeah.

That was your interview.

I had a general knowledge round.

Well, someone's clearly taken a shine to
our house.

Is anyone else fast forwarding to her
ghost living in the house with us?

What? Oh, come on, that's funny.

OK, can we all just remind ourselves?

I didn't kill you.

We've indulged this myth long enough.

Right. Well, A, you of all people do not
get to say when my death is all news,

and B, I never actually said... You're
doing it again. I mean, you weren't

exactly an innocent bystander to all
either, were you?

When you asked me out on that date, you
knew exactly what kind of world you were

bringing me into.

You shouldn't be wearing suits and
talking to girls and being charming. You

should have a fucking sign round your
neck and a bell.

You should be living in a cave.

I'm sorry.

Wait, I can explain.

It's raining for me, it's raining for me

Mm -hmm.

If this is a trick, I shall plunge this
into your calcified heart.

And you wonder why you're single.

Not interrupting, are we?

Yes, actually.

I was reading some ancient texts.

Yep.

Edicator Gla, leader of the werewolves.

Emil Parton, dead wizard.

Necromancer.

I was master of the black arts.

Sorcerer, supreme gatekeeper to the
forbidden world.

How did you die?

I had to be silenced.

I knew too much. He fell out of a tree
trying to see into his sister -in -law's

bathroom.

Emil, we need your help.

We believe this war between the
werewolves and the vampires is being

by the devil.

He feeds on the energy created by our
conflict.

That doesn't make any sense.

Potassium.

What would happen if you mixed this
with... old science?

It would blow your pretty head off.

Two chemicals benign apart, but when
thrust together, they produce an

of energy.

The conflict between the werewolves and
the vampires generates such an energy

upon which the devil feasts and grows
fat.

If this power grows unchecked, it will
bring about the apocalypse.

We have called a ceasefire, but it is my
belief we need some kind of spell or

ritual to symbolize our new unity and
defeat the devil once and for all.

The world teeters on the brink of
calamity.

We face an enemy of unimaginable cunning
and power.

So let's keep cock up to an absolute
minimum.

Are you?

No, yes.

What are you doing down here?

Um, measuring up.

Thinking of installing a sauna.

Down here.

Sorry for yesterday.

Blaming you for my death. When really it
was your friend and all you did was

drink the blood.

Why do women do that?

What are you lot doing down here?

Hal's building a sauna.

A sauna?

Here?

That's ridiculous.

Excuse me, weren't you planning to put a
swimming pool in the garden?

I said that because we'd only just met.
And you know as well as I do, I was

really making a bomb.

Fine. I'm making a bomb.

Thank you.

It's the lighting that hurts. Oh, let's
have a look then.

The men that took your body.

One of them approached me yesterday.

He wants me to work for them.

What?

I said no, of course, but not until I
found out their location.

Well, this is just numbers.

It's a map reference.

Longitude and latitude.

I can find this.

You sure this is where Alex's body is?

Who knows?

But I can't wait to start.

You should check it out.

Well, aren't you coming?

I can't.

God, heaps to do here, plus.

They're probably still angry at me for
turning them down.

Oh, good we are.

Oh, it's you, sir.

I mean, you can't go on your own. You're
a lady.

Put that down.

It's Ian, isn't it? I'm sorry, I looked
through your wallet.

Ian. Cram.

Like the runner.

What runner?

Steve Cram.

Was Warden then the Ian 1980 pick?

I did not know that.

Where am I?

This is my home.

I brought you here last night.

Oh, God.

Have you bummed me?

I haven't bummed you.

You're going to bum me now. Ian.

I have no intention of bumming you.

I brought you here because you were
involved in an accident.

I feel weird.

Have you drugged me?

I'm allergic to aspirin. If you've given
me aspirin, then it's actually murder.

I haven't drugged you.

Your body is going through an
extraordinary transformation.

One I went through many years ago.

You feel nauseous because your blood
pressure has dropped.

Your heart rate is about one beat per
minute now.

But you won't die, because your healing
process has gone spectacularly fast.

I'm thirsty. Yes, but you don't want
water.

All you've been able to think about
since you awoke is one word, but you

know why.

If I told you there was some underneath
this floor, you'd dig through the

concrete with your fingers.

Accept it, and I can help you, but you
have to say it.

I don't know what you mean.

In your wallet there is a photo of a
family. Are they yours?

My sister and my niece.

And you love them?

I carry their photo.

When you think about them now, what
comes into your head?

I want to drink them dry.

It's all right, it's all right.

That will fade in time.

You'll remember how to love someone in
time.

What have you done to me?

I made you into a vampire, and I'm so
sorry. A

vampire?

There's no wonder you probably need a
beepy thing like on a car.

I can open it from the other side. No,
no, no, no, no.

I don't know what's in there.

All right, it's bound to be alarm,
probably on a circuit.

I'll have to go home and get my dad's
toolbox.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, get back, get back,
get back.

No. Look at your little face.

You think you're that funny, do you,
don't you? He's a vampire, mate, at a

stake, John.

It's a trick.

It's not a trick.

Vampires were born out of a pact with
the devil.

He gets our souls, and to remind us, he
takes our reflections. We call it Old

Nick's Wink.

I don't believe in the devil.

I'm not sure I did until I met him.

What are you doing?

I need to find someone to put you for
the next few weeks. The next few weeks?

But I'll never miss work.

They'll be worried sick.

Most days I'm there to unlock the doors
for the cleaners. You won't be able to

manage the hunger.

I'll take some blood in a thermos.
Listen to me.

There are different species now.

This isn't just a crave on the cellular.

Why did you do this to me?

I'll be back soon.

Why don't I have a look and you have a
sit down?

Okay, Tom, we're going to have this
conversation. Can you please stop

me like I'm made of glass or cobwebs or
something?

All right, I'm dead.

My health and well -being's pretty much
bottomed out.

That's what I'm supposed to know.

I don't know. Just treat me like an
equal.

Treat me like a bloke.

You're a lady.

My dad taught me how to treat ladies.

Always be polite and courteous. If a
lady came in the room, you stood up and

took off any hat.

And if it was a vampire, you faked him.

And I'm sure that growing up in the
paramilitary wing of the Amish had many

pluses, but I find it patronising.

Oh, here we go.

I've found me.

It says I've gone.

Carcass, knife, return to family.

They've already got me.

The Home Secretary will see you now.

Um, there's no easy way to say this, so
I'll be blunt.

Your department is to be dissolved.

It's responsibilities hand its special
branch.

But... But you can't. Our work is
essential. Your work is clandestine,

unregulated, and eye -wateringly
expensive.

Three months should be enough to
decommission the archive and prepare for

succession. But what about our tenants?

They're too dangerous. They're
completely legal.

Well, what does one usually do with
diseased and dangerous livestock?

Giles!

Could you ask them to bring my car
around?

You and your ilk may have been around
since Cromwell, but nothing is sacred

these days.

Defense, health, education.

Everyone's felt the swish of the knife.

See... It's part of a wider initiative
called PVU, Placing Value Uppermost.

Alistair, please.

Oh, don't worry, we'll find you
something.

In fact, I'll talk to Tim in
agriculture.

This isn't about my career.

These are monsters.

You can't just let them run wild without
supervision, without restraint.

They're time bombs.

Dominic, please.

I'm begging you.

Don't do this.

It's done.

I drowned.

according to this walking along the
canal bank

slipped and fell no sign of struggle or
trauma it's a random

stupid accident

I

was buried

Three weeks ago.

In a private service attended by family
and friends.

Alex's father Brendan said Alex was
beautiful in every sense.

We'll never forget her strength,
kindness and determination. She lit up

lives and we will miss her so much.

It started getting better without me.

I would take my body back to them and
all this would end, but it already

happened.

And they're talking about me in the past
tense and I'm still here.

You got us?

I don't want you!

I want to taste food again and someone
to kiss, you know?

At least you've had enough.

This is all I've ever known.

But you can still love someone.

You can eat cake.

And after that?

Family?

Whose parents worried about messing the
kids up and worried about eating mine?

All this world sucks.

Even Wednesday for a parent.

I'm sorry if the West Beach is annoying.

It's just what my dad would expect me to
do.

That keeps him alive in my mind.

Makes me feel safe.

You're an excellent person, Thomas.

I just need to remember that.

No opening doors away.

Well, I mean, if I'm carrying something.

Do you?

What's he doing down here?

The other one put me here.

Tom, he can see me.

He's a vampire.

Oh, not you as well.

That's what the other one, Hal, that's
what he said.

Hal put you down here?

He attacked me last night.

I woke up here, he said he'd turn me
into a vampire and then tie me to a

radiator.

Please just let me go.

I won't tell anyone.

He doesn't have to stay here for a week.

We made a deal.

He swore on his bib.

He said it was over.

What do we do?

Like I said, we made a deal.

You're not like him, are you?

I can't put my finger on it.

What are you?

A werewolf.

Fancy.

Tom, wait. What do we do here?

Please let me go.

I don't understand what you want from
me.

We don't want anything from you.

It's just that the thing you are now,
you might hurt someone.

I've never hurt anyone in my life.

I have pets.

I keep new... Oh, God, my new... Hal
says it twists your mind. Hal says!

Hal says! Are you scared of him?

Oh, of course not. Well, I am.

How long does he normally keep people
down here?

I don't know.

This is new.

What?

But I'm sure he won't hurt you.

How sure?

60 %?

65. Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! But he
doesn't just hurt people.

Well, you said he doesn't normally just
lock them in cellars.

60%. Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! It's
just, if something was to happen... You

have no right to put me in this danger.

I have friends and a family and a job.

You can't just steal that from me.

It's okay, I'm here.

Gab?

What's going on, mate?

Cram, actually.

Like the, um... The state of you?

You can't turn up looking like that.

Christ, is that blood?

Oh, yeah.

Um, I got hit by a car.

Well, thank God we got Gavin, is all I
can say.

He's a whirlwind, that boy.

Formula One.

Ah, no, no, no.

I'm going to have to let you go.

Turning up late is one thing, but
covering blood?

Well, that's a different kettle of ball
games.

OK.

But I warn you, if I go, everyone goes.

We're not just workmates, we're family.

Isn't that right, guys?

First, blood of the vampire.

Next, blood of the wolf.

Remind me, what will this do?

I shall summon the devil by telling him
that the vampire and werewolf armies are

battling him.

He shall come to warm his hands on the
fire of your conflict.

You're going to bring the devil here?

Not frightened, are you, Lord Howe?

Hardly. I've met your mother.

When are you due one of your periods of
being nice?

Not for ages, thankfully. It's
rightfully dull.

You haven't tried it with me.

Sorry.

You were saying?

Tell me why I shouldn't kill you.

I don't know what you think.

So tell her.

He saw me.

Manifest. He ran away. He was hit by a
car. He was dying.

I recruited him to save his life.

But you didn't inhale.

I swore on Eve. Don't say anything!

You don't get to say her name again. Do
I look like I've fed recently?

Why did you turn him into a vampire? Why
not just... Why not just let him slip

away?

Because I couldn't stand by and watch
another death.

I couldn't let what happened to you
happen again.

He should have told us. Look, we can
discuss this later. First, we have to

decide what to do with him. It might
seem strange and inhumane, but the best

thing is to keep him here.

Agreed. Oh.

What? Nothing.

Please say you haven't let him go.

I think short hair really suits you. But
he's a predator!

He's only been a vampire for about 17
hours!

How was I supposed to know? I should
have left a clue, like, I don't know,

locking him in a cellar and tying him to
a fucking radiator!

I hate to say it, but I was right to
think he won't be able to control

But you should have said something!

I'm new to all this and I'm still...
Very traumatized and all that jazz.

was upset.

We have to find him.

After that, you do whatever you think is
best.

I won't stop you, but we must find him
first.

The devil has no form of his own, so
will possess the nearest human vessel.

This is a local madman.

He shall be the conduit for the devil.

But when he realizes he's a trap, won't
his spirit just flee again? We perform

the blood ritual, which will trap him in
the maniac's body.

Ah, then we kill him.

Yes, I remember that bit.

Wonderful. Can I now get back to
summoning the Antichrist, please?

But... He's here.

Look! Yes!

Nice. Huh?

So you are.

Being a vampire don't I give you an
appetite?

It won't last.

The hunger will fade you.

Come out of this and when you remember
what you did, it will devastate you.

Maybe I'll stay in here forever.

I like it here.

You should see the stuff that's going
on.

I'm going to leave such a boot print on
the world.

Then I'll have to kill you.

Then you'll be back to square one.

All the nasty stuff has to go somewhere.

He hit me.

He hit everyone, but I got it the worst.

God knows why.

I was hardly a threat.

I wasn't popular or funny.

In PE, when they were picking teams,
even Barney Thomas got picked before me

he wore a built -up shoe.

That was the problem.

I disgusted him.

Because he was just a hair's breadth
from being me.

I was everything he was frightened of.

If there's one thing I know about...

You took everything you hated and put it
in one place.

You need someone like me to be the bad
man.

So let's end this once and for all.
What?

The Trinity of the Blood shall imprison
you in that body.

For God's sake, woman, you didn't use
your own blood, did you? How could I ask

one of my men to do something I would
not?

Damn you, Hal!

Now it's not a true trinity.

It won't destroy him, it'll merely
weaken him.

500 years of murder and torment.

Round and round we go.

Oh, wait, what are you doing? Evil
doesn't die.

It just passes like a path from year to
year, body to body.

Emile, do something. She can't take much
more.

Listen, pal, don't let the devil take
it.

I survive.

I live on while good people die around
me. Heroes die.

to regret don't you think i'm his future
and he's mine well you

need something to stay good for we're
giving it to you from now on everything

you do we're responsible so you can't
think of any other reason for fuck's

stay good for that but why why are you
doing this you're all equally

for this and you're the only one who
knows how to work

What do we do about him?

We'll take care of that.

I want you in police uniforms. We're
using scenario four.

Evacuate the neighbouring officers, then
seal the main entrance.

This is a lockdown.

Another dirty race of Mexicans.

While they're in the kitchen, they spit
in the food, you know.

Like Clarkson's dead.

Where's the bloody milk?

I'm so sorry. I'll be right back. I'm so
sorry. Stupid bitch.

Stupid whore. Stupid shit of a girl.

You stupid...

Let's go home.

Round and round in circles, like you
said.

This is where you'll end up.

On a pile of bodies with a heart on
them.

As sure as eggs is eggs.

I'm so sorry, Captain.

If you just think you can't... Oh, these
things happen.

And just to show there's no hard
feelings, I'd like to share a little

with you.

Come closer. I'll whisper it.

Martin, I'm sure you'd like an
explanation for what happened here.

Preliminary tests indicate that your
colleague, Ian, had taken a cocktail of

hallucinogenic drugs.

Drugs, eh?

Then I must have had some in all.

You had bloody fines, mate. And I was as
black as your hat. One of the side

effects of the drugs... Oh, how do you
get this to the paper?

In which case, we would be compelled to
whip away gagging order.

That bastard killed my nephew.

Smashing lad, he was.

Brains like a brick, shit out.

Oh, no, no, no.

I am going to be a thorn in your shoe, a
spanner in your side. I'm taking this

right to the...

Mr. Cram.

Someone certainly hit the ground
running.

It's Crum.

I'm sorry?

That's what they used to call me.

I like it now.

The Crum that choked the world.

It's rather clever, isn't it?

They ignored me and patronized me.

Now they'll dream about me for the rest
of their lives.

I'm the world's worst nightmare.

The victim who gets superpowers.

Mr.

Crumb.

You've just given me an idea.

God forbid you have a shirt with a
button on it like regular people.

Tell your family what happened.

And let them tell the world we are a
shameful secret, perhaps one that

be protected any longer.

I don't know.

I've seen that guy in the office and I
scared all those people away.

I'm not sure I want to tell the world
that there are monsters under the bed.

And what about your unfinished business?

Must be something else.

Just hope it's not blowing up any
babies.

Anything? A little.

Okay.

I guess what I'm trying to say is... Is
it like it or not?

This is my world, though.

Welcome.

Welcome. I panicked.

What I was trying to say is it's a world
in which we've spent the majority of

our lives. If you explore it, we'll be
by your side.

Great.

You're good to go.

Why would I have gone to jail?

Everything all right, Captain?

Miss Sophie?

I'm not sure.

I think she had some news besides this
boy.

What on... Sorry, Captain.

No, you carry on, my love. I'm fine.

In fact, I haven't felt this good for
years.

No, I'm haunted.

Do you want to play with me?

You're our approaches, Mr. Crump.

I'm sorry about him. He's new.

And an idiot.

Oh, here you are, Bob!