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♪ Hay while the sun shines on
your face ♪

♪ 'Cause you're young,
but only once, it's okay ♪

♪ Life won't stop if you make
mistakes ♪

♪ Cling onto that sweet, sweet
hope ♪

♪ Somewhere in the distance ♪

♪ You know there must be
somebody ♪

♪ Somewhere in the distance ♪

♪ How dare you be so bold ♪

♪ Despite the love we found ♪

♪ To let your blood run cold ♪

♪ In the heat of the
battle we built this town ♪

♪ 'Cause when the times are
tough we'll turn them 'round ♪

♪ So make hay while the
sun shines on your face ♪

♪ 'Cause you're young, but only
once ♪

♪ It's okay ♪

- Eat shit, you fucktard!

- Fucktard?

- I was startled.

- And the dog tags?

Were they in the road?

Maybe you kicked them away when
the cars-

- Fucktard.

- When the fucktard in
the car startled you.

This may not sound very
comforting,

but this is all very normal.

Joan, you have been on high
alert and in real danger

for an extended period of time.

Your body and mind have adapted
to that.

And now the danger has
passed your unconscious

has invented new things
to protect you from.

It's very common for things,
even images from your dreams,

especially the important ones to
work

their way into everyday life.

- Take cover!

Take cover! Take cover!

- But I'm not talking
about themes or images,

I'm talking about real things.

Those dog tags were there.

Really there, I saw them.

- Joan, you're a soldier,

and a very well trained one at
that,

but what happened to you has
left you with a serious problem

and it's not going to change
overnight.

Tell me about your dream.

Do you know who grabbed you?

- We both know who it was,
Doctor.

- Rachel's just coming, usual
tea?

- Oh, please, Matt.

- Oh, god it's been manic.

Are you all right?

Is he getting you some tea?

- Yeah.

- You getting Joan some tea,
yeah?

- There you go.

- Oh, thanks.

- Can I get you
something to eat?

- Oh no, I'm good. Thank you.

- Are you sure?
It'll take two minutes.

- She said she's fine,

just give us some room to
breathe, yeah?

God.

Are you sure you don't
want something to eat?

Something small?

I could put it in a little might
right

box for you for later.

- Rachel.
- Joan.

- You're doing it again.

- Good session?

- Yeah.

It was weird, like...

I always come away thinking
we've done nothing but talk,

but I think it's all helping.

- You should keep at
it.

Do whatever he says, all his
weird breathing exercises.

You never know.

Same dream as last time?

- It's always the same.

I mean, it's near enough every
time I close my eyes now.

- Well, I think
you're doing incredibly well.

I'm always here if you need me,
all right?

Just call me whenever.

Are you sure you don't
want something to eat?

Something small.

- No, I'm fine. Honestly,
Rachel.

Look, I've got a double day
and night shift coming up

so I've really just gotta get
some sleep.

- Okay.

- Leave me!

Leave me.
- No.

- Where's Samantha?
- Leave me!

- You getting much sleep?

- Not really, no.

- I had terrible dreams for a
full year

when I first came back.

It took me a little longer
to sort the dust off.

You'll be fine.

- The bloody therapist has got
me doing breathing exercises.

- Oh great.

Show me.

- Piss off.

- Front door, front door.

I got a code red out the
back, code red back door.

- Yeah, I'm on my way.

- Yeah, you go, mate.

I've got the main door.
- Aye.

- Joan, one of these
guys just jumped the fence

and could be coming to you.

Brown hair, red check
shirt, stupid fucking shoes.

- Did you just say "stupid
fucking shoes"?

- Yeah.

- Oi, love. How much to get in?

- You're not coming back in.

- I haven't been in, I swear.

- I remember you and my
colleagues just radioed

to say that you were fighting
and you jumped the fence.

- You think you're all that

just 'cause you've got a bit of
authority?

- Look, you're not coming back
in.

Let's just call it a night.

- Feel good to have a
bit of power, does it?

Do you know what's
wrong with this country?

Dykes like you.

Come back here from mixing in
with them Pakis in the desert.

Did you fuck a load of 'em, did
ya?

Is that what's turned
you off British cock?

- I've never been to
Pakistan or South Asia

and you're not coming back in
tonight, mate, so let's just-

- Mate?

Who you callin' mate?

I ain't your fuckin' mate.

- Let's call it a night
or we'll have to get

the police involved.

- I haven't done anything.

Call the police.

I ain't even touched you.

Unless, of course, you wanna
touch me.

What about your big bald mate?

Did they send him home from
those cunts in the desert

'cause he's a coward like you?

- That's a dummy camera, you
racist,

homophobic little shit.

And you're banned for life!

If you ever come back here I'll
make sure

that man you called a coward
tears your fucking head off!

And your shoes are ugly!

You know, sometimes this job
feels better than the therapy.

- The shine wears off it pretty
quick,

but I'm pleased it's helping.

- Bye, Joan. Bye, Charles!

- Night, Kev.
- See ya later, Kev.

When's your next shift?

- Tuesday through Thursday.

- All right, keep your head
down and try and get some kip.

- See ya.
- Goodnight, Joan.

- Oh, wait, I almost forgot.

Turn 'round.

That was from Rachel.

- You tell her from me
I'm not a piece of meat,

thank you very much.

- I'll pass that along.

See ya.

- Jesus fuck!

- Whoa, whoa.

Hi.

I just thought I'd stop
to see if you were okay

or needed to borrow my phone or
something.

- I'm fine, thanks.

- Yeah, no, yeah, you're
obviously fine.

I mean, I can see that you're
fine.

I didn't mean it like that, you
know.

- I got it under control.

So no, I don't need to borrow
your phone

and yeah I definitely am fine.

- Okay.

Well, that's good, that's good.

I better be going.

Good luck.

I don't know why I just
said good luck just then.

But goodnight.

- Well, it's morning actually.

- So it is.

Good morning.

- Fall back, whole
squad.

Where the fuck are they then?

Where the fuck are they?

Where the fuck are they then?

Where the fuck are they?

Fall back, fall back!
- Leave me!

- No, I'm not going to.

- Leave there, leave
there!

- Water.

- Sorry it's so late.

- I've got a few days off
work, I'm gonna stay here.

- No.

- It'll be like an old
sleepover.

Okay, look, if you're
ready do you wanna go

and show me where it happened?

Or I can go up and-

- No.

You're right, let's go look.

- Anyone there?

- Oh, Jesus, Rachel.

- Why are we whispering?

That is so freaky.

- Yeah.

I went and washed my
face and when I came back

it was like that.

- Oh yeah, that's freaky
as hell but I'm talking

about how clean the
underneath of your bed is.

- What?

- Mine would be like a disaster
site.

Old magazines, so many shoes.

- Are you being serious?

- Yeah, and that's if you
could see it past all the dust.

- Rachel...

- I'm sorry, that's
really freaky too, though.

Should we get it down?

- I shouldn't of backed out of
the room.

- Don't be ridiculous.

what's this?

- I don't know.

- It's wet.

Could it have come up through
the floor?

- I don't think so, no.

Anything?

- Wait.

- What?

- Jesus Christ.

- What is it?

- It's cleaner up here
than underneath your bed!

- Get down now.

- I'm serious.

I could live up here!

- Enough. Get down.

You made your point.

- I'm not making a
point.

- It was all in my head.

- Hey, don't think that.

Some freaky shit is going on.

I believe you.

Are you gonna be able to sleep?

- I think I should probably try.

- And did you manage to sleep?

- I didn't really, no.

We did a lot of laughing.

Last night I did, though.

- Did you have the same dream
again?

Jesus, Joan.

Hun, are you all right?

- I wasn't sleepwalking, I
don't remember waking up.

- I don't think you dreamt it up
either,

but it could be similar
to your experiences

with the dog tags.

You went into the middle
of the road to get them

and then when you were
there they were gone.

You weren't asleep then either

and you weren't dreaming.

- What can I actually do,
though?

- Look, these
experiences will become easier

to deal with and even pass
completely.

However, for now, you're
going to have to sit with them

and allow the feelings to play
out.

You experience the feeling
all the way to its end

and then allow it to pass.

Don't get caught up.

- Don't try to talk.

It's okay.

I'm gonna get you help.

Is that okay?

Joan.

It's okay.

It's okay.

- So, I'm in my pajamas
and the guy that stopped

when I had a flat was there.

- At this lake?

- Yeah.

And the girl.

And she threw me into the water.

- Fucking bitch.

- I don't think she meant to
hurt me.

I think she's trying to tell me
something.

I don't know.

I mean, I'm sure everyone's
gonna say it's all part

of the PTSD, but this
was really different.

- We should have a seance.

- You've got to be joking.

- You said it yourself
this girl's obviously dead

or something, she's trying to
communicate.

- No.

- Yeah, we'll tell this crazy
little bitch to piss off.

- Don't call her that.

- Sorry.

- I honestly don't think it's
her fault.

Oh my god, why am I talking
about her

like she's a real person?

- Probably because she feels
very real.

- I suppose.

- Can you remember anything
else?

- Not really, no.

- Why do you think you left that
part out?

- I don't know.

I didn't wanna scare her.

- Is that really it?

- It seemed like it was
threatening Rachel

and if that was something I was
making up,

like something completely in my
head,

I didn't want her to think that
I could

or that I would ever hurt her.

She's always been my
best and closest friend.

I'd kill for her.

- But there are some
things you can't tell her.

Things she might not understand.

- Everyone has things
they don't tell people.

Secrets.

- I mean, from before.

Things she wouldn't be able to
understand

unless she had seen them.

- Hi.

- Thanks for the blanket.

What time is it?

Have you slept?

- I actually feel okay.

I might go and have a quick
shower though while you're up.

- Is there coffee?

- Yeah, in one of the
cupboards.

- Are you gonna be okay
if I go?

Work's just called.

Chris has called a sicky in the
staff.

I can tell him to piss off.

- Um, no, that's fine.

I'll be okay.

- Are you completely
sure?

- Yeah, I've gotta go to work
anyway.

- Okay, look. Call me.

I can stay over again tonight if
you want.

- Yeah, okay.

I'll call you if I need you.

Rachel?

- Yeah?

- Thank you.

I still can't believe she'd
suggest that.

- Yeah, you're right.

A seance would be a very bad
idea.

- I think she was joking.

- Never can tell with that one.

Heart of gold, though.

- Have you been okay?

- Same as usual, really.

Hello, mate, go on.

Come on through, boys.

- I'm afraid you've been banned.

- Wait, what?

I was here last night.

- You heard the lady,
you're not coming in.

And that's that.

- This is fucking
discrimination!

You cunts are asking for it.

You know, why would I wanna
come into a shithole like this?

- Good, everyone's a winner
then.

- Your boyfriend ain't gonna be
around

to protect you forever.

Bitch.
- Thought I was a dyke.

- Okay, okay.

Time to leave.

- Fuck.

You wanna fucking fight me, do
ya?

- No one wants to fight.

- I'll fucking fight him!

- Oh, piss off, you silly cow.

Do you like it rough?

- Fuck you.

Fuck you!

- Fall back!

- Fucking little prick.

- Jesus Christ.

Okay, get up.

Are you okay?

You're okay, you're all right.

- How did I get here?

Who are you?

- My name's Richard.

What's happening?

How did I get here?

You had the flat tire, didn't
you?

- Say your thing at the
beep.

- Rachel, I just woke up at that
lake.

And I mean fucking standing
right at the lake's edge.

I'm driving home right now.

And that guy, the guy that
stopped when I had a flat,

he was there and it was like
he just woke up there too

and we were both completely out
of it.

- The shock of
coming back to civilian life.

- Fuck.

- And the realization at
the lack of control can be,

has been devastating.

It's not unreasonable for your
unconscious

to find different ways to
process that.

- Okay, I understand
that, but these new dreams

and the things that I'm seeing,
well,

I don't think they're part
of what you're talking about.

- Water.

- What?

- The one thing that
all of these experiences

have in common is water.

Perhaps these dreams are more
closely

related than you think.

- Water.

- Thanks.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, why do you keep
asking me if I'm all right?

- 'Cause you know you left me

that weird answer phone message,
yeah?

- Oh, Rachel, like I didn't
know what else to do.

I literally just woke up there
at the lake

and that guy was just staring at
me

so I got back in my car-

- What, wait, wait.

What guy?

And you were at the lake?

- Yeah, and so I called you
when I was on my way home.

I don't know whether I
was sleepwalking or what

but I must've driven there

because my keys were in the
ignition.

- Listen.

- I must find the key, not just
water.

The key, then the water.

I must find the key.

Rach, I didn't leave you that.

I mean, I don't remember leaving
you that.

I remember waking up
and calling to tell you

that because I was scared

but I don't remember anything
about a key.

- You said there was a guy
there.

- Yeah.

I don't remember saying any of
that.

- Look, if you can sleep
drive, making a random

sleep phone call isn't that
weird.

- Yeah, as if I was even out of
the house.

- It sounds like you're in the
car.

- I suppose.

- Don't worry.

Should hear some of the
drunken phone calls I've left

on people's answer phones.

I stole these from Nana's
cupboard.

She swears by then for getting
to sleep.

But listen, they're old school
doses

made for fat old women, so only
take one.

All right, you skinny bitch?

- Piss off.

- So who's this guy you've
been dreaming about?

- Rachel...

- Bet he's fit.

- It was weird and confusing.

I mean, he was the guy that
stopped

when I had that flat tire.

- The fit one?

- I never said he was...

All right, he might've been a
bit fit.

- Lucky, you always get
the fit bloke dreams.

- Guess I'm just lucky.

Well, that and going completely
mad.

- I keep having a recurring
dream that I'm naked

and there's a queue out
the door and everyone's

got 50 pound note, but in
the till instead of change

there's only frogspawn.

- And you actually confuse
that with being awake?

- No way.

- Because nobody around here
has got a 50 pound note.

- Listen, I better get back to
my shift,

but do you want something
to eat before you go?

- No, I've gotta go home to
sleep.

- Leave me!

- No, I'm not going to.

- Water.

- Medic!

Fall back now!

- No! No!

- Please.

- Have you been dreaming?

- Yeah.

- Of a girl?

- How'd you notice?

- She keeps bringing me here.

I think she's dead.

- I see her, too.

I dream of her.

- She, uh...

She wants me to find the key.

- What is it?

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Did you see?

- No.

Why? What happened?

- She was right here.

- Sometimes I can only hear her.

- She...

She shakes something but I
can never see what it is.

It sounds like-

- Small things in a plastic
container?

- Yeah.

- How do you know?

- She shows me.

I thought I was going
mad, but you see it too.

- Yeah.

You ain't going mad.

I thought I was the only one.

I don't mean this to sound
weird, but

I think we should meet
up and talk about this.

I thought I was alone.

- I know that feeling.

- And us being here, you
knowing what you know.

Well, it's fascinating.

- Well, my friend runs a cafe,
so I'll text you the address.

If you want, we can meet there.

- Yeah, okay.

I'll see you there.

- Is he fit?

Don't know how many times I've
got to ask.

- Jesus, Rachel, I don't know.

I guess.

It's just I haven't really seen
him the daylight, you know.

- Yeah, well I suppose we'll
find out.

Is he late yet?

- Oh, you're making me nervous.

- Don't worry, I don't
embarrass you in front

of your new boyfriend.

- For Christ sake.

- Dream boyfriend?

- Just stop.

- Boyfriend from your dreams.

- You know I've been
trained to kill, right?

- I'll get us some teas.

Oh, Rachel!

- Don't look at
me, I didn't put it there.

- I'm so sorry I'm late.

I walked straight past,
I totally missed it.

- It's fine.

I literally just got here
myself.

- Hi, I'm Rachel.

- Hi, Rachel. Pleasure.

Yeah, you must be the girl
that runs this caf, right?

- Can I get you tea or
something?

- Oh, I'd love a tea.

However it comes.

- Something to eat?

- No, no, I'm...

I'm fine, thank you, Rachel.

- You're not the only one.

- So, she's friendly.

How you doing?

- I'm okay.

- Really?

I've not had a night of sleep
since...

I feel totally spaced out.

That's probably why I
walked past this place.

- Yeah, me, too.

But then that's been
pretty normal recently.

- There must be a reason why we
met up.

I mean, the reason we're
experiencing this together now.

- What exactly are we
experiencing?

- Oh, the lake, the girl,
these dreams, this key thing.

- Yeah.

I'll be honest, I'm just
relieved I'm not losing my mind.

Well, completely.

- Yeah.

I know the feeling.

I've not had no one to
speak to about this all.

Does, uh...

Does she know what's happening?

- She's been incredible.

I tell her everything.

- That's good.

Hey, listen.

- Is there anything else you've
seen?

- There's um...

There's a figure.

Like a man.

- A man?

- It's man-shaped but it's not a
man.

That was the first time
I heard the rattling.

- No.

I've not seen it.

But I'm looking forward to it
now.

Thanks.

- Honestly, I haven't been
sleeping since way before

this all kicked off.

I was deployed in Afghanistan
and I've been seeing

this therapist, but...

Sorry, I don't know why
I'm telling you this.

- Hey, it's okay.

I mean, I've not come back
from war or anything, but...

My grandfather just passed away.

And I'm left sorting out all
the property and funeral stuff.

He was all I had left.

And it's, oh, you don't
need to know any of this.

- It's okay.

It's awful, especially on your
own.

Perhaps we're both open
to whatever this is.

- Yeah, perhaps.

But at the same time, why now?

Unless...

- I don't know.

That stretch of road
where I got the flat tire

and you stopped, that's
right by the lake, isn't it?

- I think so, yeah.

That road runs right past it.

Pretty close, anyway.

- I'm so glad I'm
not on my own in this.

Well, no, sorry, I don't wish
this on you.

Oh, that came out wrong.

- No, no, no, I
understand.

I'm glad it's not just me.

No one else seems to understand,
but I'm glad it's you.

- Me, too.

Okay, look, I gotta go.

Gotta have a run and then sort
myself out

before work tonight.

- A run?

I said you were fit when I first
met ya.

- Actually, you stuttered
something about me being fine.

- Sounds like I
was right on both accounts.

- Okay, look.

I really do have to go.

- Okay, have a safe
night.

- Thanks.

Bye.

Hey.

Can you hear me?

Is everything okay?

Look, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I want to help.

I'm gonna come closer now.

- Inside, inside the key.

Look inside the key.

- No, I don't know either.

- Inside the key?

- Exactly my point.

How could I look inside a key?

We don't even know what this
key's supposed to be to.

- We haven't even got
a key.

- I know, right?

I'm so glad
you answered the phone.

- No, no, no,
it's no problem at all.

I'm just decorating.

I'm glad you called.

- Thanks.

So, you've not had anything
happen?

Richard?

- Sorry, um, it's
hard.

I've not had anything as vivid
as that

but I keep hearing that
noise, that rattling.

I'm okay, though, you know?

I'm all right.

- We'll figure this thing out,
you know.

- I know.

- Okay, look, I've gotta get to
work.

- Okay, hun.

Call me when you get back
after your shift, yeah?

I won't be able to sleep anyway.

- Sure.

Bye.

And then he said, "Will you call
me?"

You know, after my shift.

- OMG.

He sounds like a dreamboat.

- I think he's gonna take
me away from all this.

- Careful, princess.

He might just want you for all
your money.

Hello, mate. Go on.

- Enjoy.

- How you been sleeping?

- Pretty bad.

Same as usual, really.

- How's Rachel?

- She's good.

I haven't seen her in a couple
of days

but we're due a night out.

- Oh yeah.

- Thought I might bring her
down here but of course,

you know, if I invite
Richard then she might

feel like a bit of a third
wheel.

- I'll sort her third wheel
right out.

Free before seven tonight,
gents.

I've told you.

- Code red front door.

Code red front door.

- Get inside.

- Bet you wish that was a
real camera now, don't ya?

- Keep pressure on his armpit.

He was stabbed with that, don't
touch it.

Call an ambulance now!

- Wait!

Send Danny or something.

- Charles, sit still.

- Get Danny!

- Danny!

- Can I get the police
and an ambulance, please.

- Get Joan first.

- She'll be fine.
- No,

she's going to kill him!

- Give it a rest, love.

I don't hit women.

- Yes.

- Leave.

No, Joan, leave it, Joan, leave
it.

Leave it!

No!

- Hello?

- It's open.

- Joan?

Hey, are you okay?

Last time you called you
sounded pretty upset.

What's going on?

Are you all right?

What?

- I just realized I haven't
double checked

the house is locked up.

- You locking me in?

- No.

But I don't want you to leave
either.

- I feel normal with you.

You know?

I haven't felt this normal in a
long time.

- I scare myself.

- You're safe with me.

- I know.

- So, Richard was the
first person you called?

- Charles was stable in hospital

and I tried Rachel but she
wasn't picking up obviously.

- And?

What happened after you
and Richard were intimate?

- I'm hungry, are you hungry?

- There's leftovers.

Rachel always gives me some from
the cafe.

- Sounds perfect.

Listen, I've been thinking.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

About this key thing.

- Oh, can we not talk about
that?

- Yeah, okay, but can
you just hear me out?

What if it's not a key?

Like a key that goes in a lock.

What if it's a key as in
Q-U-A-Y.

Like a place near water.

- Oh, inside the quay.

We need a map.

- Yeah.

Let me get my phone.

- Can you search for
places with the name quay

that are near the lake?

- Yeah, of course. Hang on.

- Oh, how could I have been so
stupid?

Any luck?

- Sorry, this phone's pretty
slow.

Bear with me.

Fuck me.

- Too late?

Well, what does it say?

- Well, there is one place.

And it's a mile away from the
lake.

- Get your stuff together.

- Okay.
- We'll drive.

- Okay.

So, it's another half
a mile down the road,

then to our left, yeah?

- What if she's been trying
to get us to this place

because someone else is there?

Or she's not even dead
and she needs our help.

- Yeah.

We're not far now.

A left should be coming
up right now, okay?

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

It's just that I've never done
anything like this before.

- Me neither, but it
all feels really right.

Don't you think that
we're supposed to do this?

- This is it.

- I think I can see it.

Let's walk from here.

- I know, wait.

Shouldn't we call the police or
something?

- And tell them what?

That we're breaking into a house

'cause a dead girl told us to in
a dream?

How does that sound to you?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, that's how it sounds to
me too.

- This is it.

- Are you sure?

- Pretty sure.

- Okay.

Jesus.

Where'd you get that?

- Hey, hey.

It's okay.

We can stop now.

I know what you've been doing.

And I understand.

I'm grateful.

But we can stop now.

- What?

Let go!

- This is what you wanted.

I thought we were just
playing a game, right?

- A game?

What fucking game?

- Wanna play a game?

Come here, come on.

Come with me.

My mistake!

Shut up!

Shut up!

So.

Let me get this fucking
straight!

You actually believed that she
was lost?

Well, either your friend's
fucking crazy

or a lying bitch!

I thought you were different.

When you showed up at the
lake after your flat tire

I thought finally someone knows
how hard I've been working.

But you already knew.

The girl, the lake, the box.

I thought you knew what
it felt like for me.

I thought that you were telling
me

that we were different
from the rest of them!

- How could you do this?

- Oh, I ain't done a thing.

You're the one that told me a
dead person

told you about all of this.

Or was that a lie, too?

Huh?

What you playing with me?

Because I think you know full
well

that I don't fucking
play well with others.

Now...

have you been lying to me?

- I wasn't lying.

- You just can't fucking stop.

You're just like the lot of
them.

And all they're good for is
fucking lies.

Speaking of lying cunts,

if that dead girl told you so
fucking much

then you must know what's
coming, right?

Sorry, what was that?

Huh?

Come again?

I can't hear ya.

- You use the anesthetic
as a muscle relaxant,

but she can still feel
everything.

- That's the point.

- They can't move.

- Good girl.

- They can't even scream.

- There's truth in the
realization.

I can look inside them.

Good girl.

Swallow them up.

It's that time, girl.

- Strangle them.

- That's all I want with you.

Is to release.

- Then you zip them up

and dump the bodies in the lake.

- Eventually.

- She wasn't dead when
you put her in the lake.

She wasn't dead.

She drowned that night when I
stopped with that flat tire.

She died there.

You didn't say any truth that
night.

You couldn't even kill her.

But she found me after she
passed.

And now she's come back and
something's come back with her.

- You're just like the
lot of 'em, ain't ya?

Aye?

You're fucking deluded.

How could you be anything else?

You've never seen it.

It's beautiful truth.

See?

At least I know what I'm
suffering from.

Sociopath!

That's it.

But that's only 'cause they
couldn't find the words

to describe how important I am.

I can see into your soul, you
see?

When they can't talk and they
can't move

but they can still feel the
pain, the horror of it all.

With no distractions.

That's when you see it!

Words just get in the
way of transcendence.

They're just vessels.

Messages in soft little
bottles sent from me alone.

God left me a beautiful truth

to find inside each and every
one of you.

Don't worry, we'll find
it together, all right?

It's exciting, isn't it?

I've never done two before in
one night.

Who's that?

Who's there?

- I told you I wasn't lying.

- Fuck off or I'll kill her!

- You can't bargain with it.

- What is it?

- It is retribution and
it wants you, Richard.

And here's some truth for you, a
big one,

it's not the slightest bit
interested in anesthetic.

- Retribution.

- I suppose they haven't
found his body yet.

And Rachel?

- She's fine.

We both are.

- Have the police?

- Lake dredged, bodies
found, questions asked.

We said he got spooked and ran.

Well, it's almost true.

- Do you want to fix another
date for your next session?

- Look, do you mind if I
call you to set one up?

It's just, my shift's all over-

- That's fine, whatever's
comfortable for you.

- Thanks for all your help.

I am honestly starting to feel
better.

- Good.

That's very good.

You take care of yourself.

- Someone will.

♪ You gotta know ♪

♪ With every leading step, I'll
follow ♪

♪ Wherever you may go ♪

♪ I really love you ♪

♪ And I would beg or steal or
borrow ♪

♪ Just to let you know ♪

♪ You sow a seed, I can't delete♪

♪ It grew such hope in me ♪

♪ Your sunshine face, your
branches ♪

♪ Wrapped around my soul ♪

♪ Left to neglect it, grew so
sweetly while it's choking me ♪

♪ How could I ever let it go ♪

♪ You gotta know ♪

♪ With every little step, I'll
follow ♪

♪ Wherever you may go ♪

♪ I really love you ♪

♪ And I would beg or steal or
borrow ♪

♪ Just to let you know ♪

♪ I rolled the dice ♪

♪ It was a chance I was prepared
to take ♪

♪ Now everyone to think
that ignorance was bliss ♪

♪ I took the plunge safe ♪

♪ In the knowledge that
it was make or break ♪

♪ And either way his words are
myth ♪

♪ You gotta know every
little step I'll follow ♪

♪ Wherever you may go ♪

♪ I really love you ♪

♪ And I would beg or steal or
borrow ♪

♪ Just to let you know ♪

♪ You gotta know ♪

♪ Cling onto that sweet, sweet
hope ♪

♪ Somewhere in the distance ♪

♪ Cling onto that sweet, sweet
hope ♪

♪ Somewhere in the distance ♪

♪ You know there must be
somebody ♪

♪ Somebody for you ♪

♪ Somewhere in the distance ♪