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- Huh. Looks like whatever we went through

only goes one way.

Let's hope we're home.

- No signal.

- If we are,
my place is just around the corner.

This is where Kate and
me are getting married.

Just want to get home and see her.

We are supposed to be looking
at flower arrangements

and then one phone call
from you and here we are.

- You're welcome.

Come on,
flower arrangements are boring as shit.

- You may have a point.

- Most things about
weddings are pretty shit.

I mean you spend months freaking
out about the biggest party

you are ever going to throw and arguing

about seating arrangements,
do we go for the salmon

or the beef and then you sign a bit of paper

she owns half of your stuff.

What exactly is the attraction there?

- Says the man who hasn't had
a girlfriend in three years.

- What about Sarah?

- A handjob in the toilets
at Nando's does not qualify.

- At least she doesn't get half my stuff.

You don't have any stuff.

Are you saying that I'm boring?

- And what is so great about being married,
then?

I want to settle down with
the woman that I love.

That just doesn't sound like

the Dangerous Dan I used to know.

- At least I know what I want from life.

Duck!

- Stop it!

Is he still there?

- He's smoking.

Why's he smoking in my house?
That's so rude.

Get it off! Get it off! Fire!

♪ Your brains are dripping out my head ♪

- Balls. I loved this cardigan.

I love what you've done with the place, man.

- Oh, God!

Oh, I'm never gonna get
used to seeing myself dead.

- It's weird, eh?

- It looks like we're spooning.

- Yeah, it is kind of nice, isn't it?

- No. No.
- No.

- Seeing our own dead
bodies get rigor mortis

in the spooning position is not
"kind of nice".

- I hate to say it,
but this is kind of a good thing.

- 'Cause Callum's already
killed us in this reality

which means-

- Chances are he isn't coming back.

We've got time.

- Time to what?

- Take stock. Have a shower.

- Okay, cool.

We could look for Callum Stevens again.
You know Goldenmire.

- Now we're talking.

We have plenty of time.
We have nothing to worry about.

We're back.

- Except that.

- Hi, shitbags.

- Hey, fucknose.

- Milo. Oh my God!

- Paul.

- It has been like a shaft of a long time,
right?

I thought you basically just
stayed at your house now

and never left like some
kind of a hermit crab.

Why are you elbowing me? Ow!

- It's really nice to see you out and about.

- Whoa, whoa.
- Excuse me!

- What do you want? I can get it for you.

- I want to sit down.

- We can sit down here.
You know, grab a coffee

and have a chat and a great time.

- What is going on? What's in there?

- No, no, no, no.
It's a present for you and...

I haven't wrapped it yet.

- Aw, Danny! You know that delayed

gratification is definitely not my thing!

- No, no, no! I let one rip in there.

- It was really bad.

- So intense.
- Very bad.

- I'm sorry.
- Urgh.

That's not cool, bro.

- What the shit are we gonna do?

- Okay, you keep them busy.

I'll clear away the bodies.

- Me? Paul and Kate hate me!

- Maybe in this reality
you'll get on really well.

- You deal with them, I will hide us.

- All right, hands up.
Who's thirsty for rugger?

Rugby is what I mean by that.

- Oh, I know what I meant to show you.

- Is that cocaine?

- "Is that cocaine?"
Er yeah! I believe it is.

It's not as good as the
shit we had last week

but it will still fuck
your skull quite nicely.

- Okay, where did you get
such a massive amount of coke?

- Don't worry, it's from Tesco.

The Waitrose shit is twice as expensive

and not really any better.

- Okay, this game is turning
into one spicy enchilada.

I'm gonna go peep it on
the widescreen next door.

- Wait! No, no. You can't.

Milo's, you know, it was an epic smell.

You really don't want to go in there.

I'm no stranger to a wee bit of farteggio,
Capitan.

Chillax.

- Wait, wait!

- Come on.

- What's going on?

- Ha, ha, ha. Come on. Let's go.

- Yeah, okay, yeah. Let's go.

Let's do that. Milo?

Milo?

- Danny, seriously, come on.

- Danny?

- What about Milo?
I need to tell him where we're going.

Like he doesn't know. Come on.

This is not a drill.

Emergency. This is not a drill.

- Holy shit!

- Secretary Gauloir needs to talk some sense

into the Koreans then the
Chinese will fall in line.

It's easy.

- What?

- It's not just the slant-eyes.

The Russians are playing
silly buggers as well.

All that vodka,
I reckon fried their mindskis.

- Again, what?

- Look. I know you don't like talking

about all the ins and outs of it.

But it's the world we live in.

- Maybe we should talk about it.

Imagine I didn't know anything,

I had no idea what you were talking about.

How would you summarize the whole,
whatever's going on?

- Fascinating challenge, hermano!

Challenge accepted-

- Can we just get in the shelter first?

- Shelter?

- Come on.

- Weird song choice.

Please may I have your attention.

The all-clear has been given.

You may return to your homes. Attention-

- Where the hell did you disappear to?

Oh!

- I called for you.

How did you even find us?

- The first person I saw
asked me why I wasn't

in "the shelter"
then he sent me in this direction.

- I'm just gonna go and talk
to Paul about something.

- Okay, yeah. See you in a bit.

Cozy.

- Listen, you are never gonna believe this.

- That we almost got nuked?

Yeah, I noticed. What is going on?

- Have you ever heard of
the Cuban Missile Crisis?

- If I say yes, will you believe me?

- No, me neither.

Russia, Korea,
parts of China and a bunch of countries

with istan at the end of their names,

have got nukes pointed
at Europe and America.

We've got nukes pointed back at them

They've been that way for years.

Only it's getting worse, not better.

Both sides are making threats,
no one's backing down.

- That is quite the pickle, mon frere.

So how do we go about getting
the fuck out of here then?

Eh, we need a plan.

- I have no idea.

- Brace your backside,
hermano, exciting times ahead.

- I've just been talking to Paul

about a little surprise we've got for you,
so follow me.

- Okay, okay, you go do what you need

to be doing here and I'll go.

Meet you back at The Cat's
Tail in an hour or so.

- Sure. Sure.

So, what's going on?

Can I take this off my eyes yet? It stinks.

- True that, my lad. My feet sweat so much

sometimes I feel like I'm paddling.

- Nice. So, where are we?

I feel like we've been
walking around in circles.

- Ta-da!

- We're in the church.

So I literally have been
walking round in circles.

- I know a Hartley's kind of naff,
but time's short

and it seems we're having
an alert every other day

so I just thought let's do it,
let's get married right now!

- Kapow!

- Shh!
- What?

- So all of these people
are getting married?

- What's the matter with you today?

You're usually up for anything.

- Of course I am.

I'm not boring, I'm totally up for anything.

Yeah, let's do it!

Let's get fucking hitched, babes! Sorry.

- Hello? Gran, are you home?

Oh, no.

♪ I get out of bed when
the moon disappears ♪

- You may kiss the bride.

Okay. Who do we have?

Daniel Gates and Kate Riddle?

- Hmm mm.

- Paul.

- Just to confirm that you
have applied for a short notice

marriage license under the
Edmond Jonah Hartley act of 2011.

Is that correct?

- Yes, yes.

- That is us.

- So, unless there are any objections

it's time to get you two lovebirds married.

- Oh, wait a second.

- I shouldn't. Whisky gives me diarrhea.

Yeah, screw it. Why not?

- Right, bring it!

- Yeah, bring it.

- Oh my God.
- Hey.

- Oh there you are. Look.

This place is like a Cuban bar here.

- Right, don't stay out too long, dickwad,

or I might have to chain you up again.

- Mm.

- See you later, Mr Gates.

- See you inside, Mrs Gates.

- Did she just?

That's why there's a party in there!

You tied the knot!

You sly bastard, you got married!

- I didn't have a choice.

- You know the bit where it says,
"Do you so and so

take this woman to be your wife?"
You say no.

- I was trying to keep a low profile,
blend in.

You're the one that said
that I always play it safe.

- Ah ha, so that's it,
you're trying to prove something.

I love it. Good on you, mate.

Anyway, look what I found at home.

It's another clue.

- How do you know?

- Last time we got a cryptic message

referring to something only
me and you would know about,

it led us to the gateway.

- "The place where we nicked
the halogen lights from."

Our old school kitchen?

- Yes.

- Wahey!

Danny! Finally settling down, eh?

- Dad, are you smoking a blunt?

- You know I don't smoke weed, son.

This is Afghan heroin. Kim loves it.

- Kim?

- Oh, here we go again with the lecture.

Just because Kim is a
teenage Korean rent boy

does not mean our relationship
isn't very meaningful.

Besides, that boy gobbles it
up like it was satay chicken.

- Everything you just said
is wrong on so many levels.

- Your problem is you're
too bloody repressed, Danny.

You disappoint me, son.

- Okay what just happened?

- Clearly living with the threat of nuclear

annihilation makes people go crazy.

Come on, let's go.
- Wait, I should tell Kate.

- What, what?

Tell her you're from a parallel world?

The Danny she thought she married

is actually stuffed in the garden shed

between the foldy bit of the lawnmower?

- I feel bad for her.

- I know, I know.

But you didn't kill this world's Danny.
Or Milo.

None of this is fair, but we have to go.

- Okay.
- Yes, thank you.

This is the right place, isn't it?

- Yeah. Except it isn't our school any more.

They've turned it into this Chair thing.

Hiya.
- Hello.

- We're just wondering if you could help us.

What is this place?

See, we used to go to school here.

We were hoping to get inside.

Bit of a trip down memory lane,
kind of thing.

It'd be a really magical
night if you let us in. Hm?

- He's like one of those Queen's Guards.

Mate, your flies are undone, by the way.

Ooh, he's good.

- Come on, Milo.

Clearly we're not wanted here because

Fattyboy can't take it!

He really is good, actually.

- Very good at that, that's skill.

- He's moving.

He's moving! Go! Shit, shit!

- It's not far now. Come on!

We're nearly at the gateway.

- How did he find us?

- Same way he always does.

Come on!

You can press the button any time.

- And go all the way back? No way.

We need to find the others.

They might need us.

- We sure as shit need them. Come on!

- We'll find a way in, we'll find Callum.

We put our minds to it, and we'll be fine.

And while we're here it does seem like drugs

are incredibly easy to
come by in this world,

so that is always an option.

- Hey! Where you been?

Let's go.

- I'll come round tomorrow, we'll regroup.

I'll figure a way of getting out of here.

- Hey. Happy honeymoon.

- I'm not gonna do anything.
That would be cheating.

- In this world, anything goes.
You saw your dad.

Afghan heroin and a Malaysian rent boy.

- Korean.

- What's the difference?

- Racism.

- Look, point is, live it up.

Remember Dangerous Dan?
He would have done it.

- Why are you so desperate
for me to cheat on Kate?

- Is it cheating, though?

Can you cheat on a person with themselves?

- But it's not her.

That's like saying if we
gave hand-jobs to versions

of ourselves from another reality,
that wouldn't be weird.

- Yeah, that's definitely weird.

- You're avoiding my question.

Why do you want me to cheat on Kate?

- Danny, all I wanna do is get home.
All right?

As far as I'm concerned,
the sooner you get laid,

the sooner you stop moping about Kate

and focus on getting us back. All right?

And maybe, just once,
you can try enjoying yourself.

Get in there.

Bye.

- Mm, we're not, no, sorry.

I'm a bit drunk.

- Hm, you likey the helpey?

- Me no likey the helpey.

I'm battered.

- I've got some acid.
We could just pound that

and then I really want to get naked.

- I'm not that bothered
it's gone up in smoke.

Flames, fire, death.

Who gives a fuck? I don't.

I hate my life.

There is now a state of emergency

in the Civil Defense headquarters

with the army being called up.

- Milo?

Milo?

- Callum Stevens specializes
in foreskin piercing.

Hm. If you're ever in Stoke-on-Trent

and you need an expert
in genital mutilation,

he is your guy.

He's not our guy, but, none of them are.

I got into Other Me's email account

and well, he was a total recluse.

This whole nuclear shit freaked him out

and he just never went anywhere.

- So how did his dead body
end up at the Other Me's flat?

- Well, by the looks of it,
there was a fight here.

I'm guessing Other Me went to hide

with Other You and was killed anyway.

And no one cares. He was all alone.

Unlike you, hm? Mr Married.

- Nothing happened if
that's what you're asking.

- Sure.

- Did you find anything
that could actually help us?

- As a matter of fact, I did.

I was watching a film last night.

- Yeah, "Russian, Korean,
American gangbang five."

- It's actually a real thing here.

Something about everyone
wanting to blow each other up.

The film actually has a
really positive message.

It just sort of says, hey,
maybe if we had more anal sex

there might not be a war.

- How profound.

- It is yeah.

So here is the school now.

It got sold off to a
private security company

a few years ago.

- For just 10,000 pounds a year,

we are offering up The Chair package.

- So a few years back, our school got sold

to a private security company.

- A lead-lined bunker,
guaranteed by scientists,

to withstand a direct nuclear blast.

This fully air-conditioned bunker

has been designed as an
optimal living space.

The Chair boasts cinema,
cafe, washing facilities,

an extensive narcotics
cabinet and wine fridge.

And best of all, your own personal pod.

For just 10,000 pounds a year,

you will have the peace of mind

that if the unthinkable does happen,

in The Chair, everything will be okay.

- How the hell are
Goldenmire involved in this?

Okay. So all we have to do is break into

a private high-security nuclear bunker

before we find ourselves in
the middle of World War III.

Easy.

- Why have you not been
answering your phone?

Have you seen the news?

- No.

- Stay with us as we continue to bring you

up-to-date news around the clock

following Prime Minister
Andre's announcement.

- After UN negotiations broke down,

we hoped the Russian and Korean alliance

would at least consider what was at stake.

But 25 minutes ago, the Russian leader

walked out on proceedings.

War has been declared.

A direct nuclear attack on UK soil

is not now merely possible, it's inevitable.

I urge you to stay calm,
stay with your loved ones.

Find your own mysterious
girl and get close to her.

- Oh, my God.

- I know.
When did Peter Andre become Prime Minister?

- It's okay. We'll get on a train.

We'll go north, go to Wales.

- How will we get past the blockades?

- So this is it? This is how I go out?

This isn't fair. I've done everything right.

The job, the wedding, the sensible house.

And this is what I get?

- Guys, still here.

- Excuse us, Milo. We've got some business.

- Dan, what's got into you?

Dangerous Dan.

Please remain calm.

We advise you to continue
with your life as normal.

There is nothing to worry about.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Well that was, different.

- I think we can do better.

I went out to get some supplies.

- What do you mean?

- The world can end any day
and this is our honeymoon,

we should be going fucking berserk,
pushing the boat out.

And for starters, now that we're married,

I think we should try anal.

- Okay. Yeah. Bring it.

Okay. What is that for?

- Buckle up big boy.

- Hey. Hey. Hey. I don't know about this.

- Just relax.

- Oh my God. Is it inside me?

- No, I am just putting on some lube

it was no where near it.

- Good,
'cause I am really not sure about this.

- Look, come on just the tip.
- But, it might hurt.

- Just calm down.
Deep breaths, I will be gentle.

- I don't want to.

- I have never known you
to say no to anything.

But if you don't fancy it.
We don't have to do it. Okay?

But if there is anything you want to try

then now is the time because there literally

might not be a tomorrow.

So tell me, what is your fantasy?

- Ah, Pete.

- Do we know each other?

- In another life, maybe.

- JD and some ketamine.
If it's really the end of the world,

then let's get fucked up.

This will do.

- Pete, do you know about that bunker,

the one that is where
Cromwell school used to be?

- Yeah, why? You got a seat?

You can have a night with my wife.

She's big, but she's keen.

- No, I don't. And I'm all right for that.

I was just wondering has
anyone just tried to, like,

storm the place?

- I've never really
thought about that before.

- Yeah.

- See you around, son.

- Danny?

- Wagwan, motherfucker!

- Nah, nah!

- Thought I'd find you here.

You were totally right, mate.

Getting married, working in insurance,
playing it safe.

No more, Milo, my man.

- Yeah, yeah. What are you wearing?

- I stole it, baby! And guess what?

Me and Kate, we did it a lot.

We did, all kinds of things.
You know, sex things.

Then I left her sleeping.

I've been stealing shit ever since.

- Excellent.

- Yeah. I got drugs from the supermarket.

Booze.

- Love that.

- Pringles! Everyone loves Pringles.

I fucking love this song!

Yes! Get in!

Here I come! Godzilla! Whoo hoo hoo.

Aha-ha-ha!

I'm gonna go steal more stuff.

Dangerous Dan is back!

- Tell him what you told
me about the bunker.

- That we should storm it?

- Yeah!

- Why not?

All we're doing round here
is getting off our heads.

So why not do something.

Let's storm the bunker.

Why do they get to sit in first class

while we are reduced to dust?

Yeah.

- Who died and made them King of England?

Not us, that's for sure.

Let's take back the power.

Power to the little man.

Take back what's ours!

Take back what's ours!

Take back what's ours!
Take back what's ours!

- Okay.

Viva la revolucion!

Yes, revolution!

Oi! Well, hello, Fattyboy.

You gonna let us in now, please?

- Step away from the fence, sir.

This is private property

and we are licensed to respond with force.

- We're here to take back what's ours.

Oh, shit!

- Now, I'm asking you to step back!

- Yes, sure.

Milo! I got your black!

- What?
- Back, sorry.

I got your back.

- Where did you get a car from?

- I stole it, baby!

Balls.

Move back from the fence.

This is private property.

- We're gonna get nuked, aren't we?

- You saw Peter Andre.

That was a guy that knew we
were totally gonna get nuked.

Ah fuck!

I've just started living, Milo.

I've just started fucking living!

What if I'd been more like you, you know?

You just do what you want.

- Look where that's got me!

Move back or we will fire.

- Let's have that drink, huh?

- Kate?

- Oh, for, can you just shut up about Kate?

Kate, Kate, Kate! All you ever talk about-

- Kate. What the hell's she doing here?

Kate!

- Danny, is that you?

- You look different.

- Nope, not mine.

- Whoa, whoa!

You're the Kate from outside The Cat's Tail.

You kneed me in the balls.

- Ooh, you're that Danny.

- Yeah. Dangerous Dan.

- Well sorry. Excuse me.

- No, no. What are you doing?

- Just looking for my Milo and Danny

and getting nowhere as usual.

- You look amazing in leather.

- What are you doing?

- Pretty much whatever I want.

It's awesome, you should try it.

- Stop it!

- You started it.

- Look now that you're here,

there's probably something you should know.

Fuck it, it's been ages.

Move back from the fence!

This is private property!

On a scale never seen before

in the history of mankind.

They have wiped out huge cities

across the world since the war began.

Millions, if not billions,
are already thought to be dead

and martial law has been
declared across the UK.

In his last words before entering

the Downing Street shelter,

the Prime Minister issued a statement.

- Where have you been?

New York and Paris were
blown to shit overnight.

- Jesus Christ.

- Yeah. And we're next.

- Wait, we're not dead yet.

We're not dead yet, which means,
I cheated on Kate twice.

- Twice?

- Once with this Kate and then another time

with another Kate.

- You cheated on Kate with two Other Kates?

You really have a type, don't you?

- It was the one with the sword.

I didn't even try to get
the wristband off of her.

Bloody Dangerous Dan!

- No!

No!

- Fucking Paul.

- You're here!
But inside there, you're dead.

- Paul, calm down. It's okay.

- It's not okay! No, no, no!

I came over to pick up your
Friends and Family Pass

to The Chair for us, but you weren't here.

So I thought, "Sod this.
Paolo is not going out like that."

So I broke in, sorry about that.

- That's all right.
- It's okay.

- I looked around for the pass

and I couldn't see it anywhere.

- It's okay.

Jesus, Milo!

- Yeah, sorry,
but he was doing my head in, so.

We haven't got time to waste.

We've got the documents to find.

- Right, right.
If I had a pass to The Chair,

where would I keep it?

Those passes have to be here somewhere.

This photo was taken the day I proposed.

"The place we nicked the
halogen lights from."

That's the same clue as before.

Someone really wants us
to get into that school.

And now we can.

- Aaah!

Yeah, man!

- And I'm just gonna leave one for Kate,
you know?

It's what the Other Me would have wanted.

- Yeah. Just quickly, yeah?

- I'm so confused. I thought Danny from here

was Dangerous Dan, like Kate is, you know?

"Live for the moment."

So why has he got insurance?

- Because, Danny boy, deep down you are

just a sensible, insurance-loving bastard!

- This is definitely what you need

when you're really hungover.

- Excuse me. Sorry. Excuse me.

- Hey, solidarity, my brother!

Good to see you.

They can't keep us out, eh?

Power to the people!

- Yeah.

Two, please.

Take back what's ours!

Take back what's ours!

Take back what's ours!
Take back what's ours!

- Hey! You bourgeois bastards!

- The old kitchens were round to the left.

- Perfect.

- Mr Gates, Mr Edwards.

Your credentials have been verified.

If you'd like to take the elevator.

You don't remember me, do you?

- Hang on, Stacey Flatley?

- Yeah.
- Oh, my God!

- Ah! You look amazing.

Your hair's blonde now.

That's a thing, isn't it?

Last time I saw you, I was-

- Fingering me up a tree.

- Ah, to be young again.

We were gonna go this way, so.

- The bunker's one mile underground.

- We were just going for a look around.

- The old school building is now used

as The Chair corporate offices.

You can't get in without a keycard.

- Like yours.

- There's really nothing exciting in there,
to be honest.

Thank you for choosing The Chair.

And I'm glad to see you in here, Milo.

You look good.

- You look good, too.

Sorted! All we need is that keycard

from Stacey and we are outta here.

- How do you plan on getting that?

- We are just one classic
Milo seduction away

from getting the hell out of Crazy Town.

Need to go downstairs,
do my hair, get my game face on

and, I'll be honest, take a shit,

and then I'm coming right back up here.

Cheer up.
Hard to believe that my life depends

on copping off with Stacey Flatley.

- Lucky you.

- Ah, welcome to The Chair.

Please, follow me.

- It is never as good as the brochure,
is it?

- As long as it's nuke-proof,
who gives a shit?

- Your pod.

Please call if we can be of any assistance.

- Thank you.

- Right, I'm going to use the facilities.

- I feel terrible.

- Hm?

- This world's Danny is dead and the things

I did with his Kate.

- Danny can this wait? 'Cause I've-

- I had it all figured out.

I was gonna get married,
live happily ever after and...

- I feel your pain, but I really,
really need to poo, so.

- Your pod.

- Kate, you made it.

You must have been right behind us.

What?

- I can't believe that you
secretly spent a fuck-ton

of money on private shelter insurance.

You should have just told me.

- Maybe I thought you wanted me

to be all crazy and spontaneous.

- There's so many people up there,
innocent people,

while we're down here.

- I know it's not right,
but at least we're safe.

- I have to find my parents, my friends.

I can't be here.

You can join me if you want,
but I'm not staying.

- Hey, hey, hey. Look, look, look.

I know it's hard.

But you can't die, I won't let you.

- The moment has passed, it's gone back in.

Hello, Kate.

Let's go. Operation Flatley, begins now.

- Give me a minute, okay?

- Let go of me, Danny!

- Kate wants to go up to the surface.

- Highly not recommended.

Dan, let's go.
- Danny, just let me go.

- Calm down okay, just calm down.

- I do not have time for this.

- I'll catch up, okay?

- Stacey.

I was just downstairs chilling out

and it got me thinking.

- Me, too.
- Okay.

Let's take this somewhere
a little less filled

with the sound of rioting, huh?

- Look at them! Corporate bloodsuckers!

Staying safe and leaving us to burn.

String him up!

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- Me! Me!

Oh, yeah!

And you. You're the Danny who appeared

in my house and you're the
one who gave us the wristband.

This door won't hold for long.

Oh, what is going on?

- Where's the other Danny?

- Back in the bunker. Kate was freaking out

and Danny made it his
problem like he always does.

It's always about Kate.

You're just like me!

- No shit, Sherlock.

- We need to go find Danny, so.

- Follow us.

- No, no, no.
Not until I know what's going on.

Ever since you guys have
rocked up into my life,

it's been one massive shit sandwich.

A double decker shit sandwich.

- Ask whatever you like,
but while we talk, we move.

- Okay, how did you know we were here?

- You're following the clues.

Fingering Stacey,
the halogen lights, that's all us.

- Why are you even helping me and Dan?

Why did you come and see me

and why did you say I was special?

- There's someone trying to kill me and him

so they're wiping out every
Milo and Danny in existence.

- But why?

- Bad luck.

Back in our world, we broke into a house

that we thought was empty to get stoned.

- Classic us.

- Only it wasn't empty.

It was filled with all this weird shit,
gadgets, screens.

When we were looking around, Callum came in.

Starts threatening us,

telling us he's going to
kill us for what we've seen.

In the shit-yourself panic,

we grabbed some wristbands,
pressed some buttons,

ended up somewhere else.

- So use your wristbands,
get out of here then.

- If we use them Callum can track us.

If we are going to get you home
we need to use the gateway.

- He can't get through the
gateways and it takes him

a really long time to track where they went.

- Home. You gonna take me home?

- You all right now? You okay?

- Yeah, I'm sorry. I just lost it.

- I don't blame you.

Now, I know this is gonna sound a bit weird,

but I actually have to go somewhere myself.

- What?

What the hell is that?

- And what about Kate?

- She was with us when
we stole the wristbands.

It was the three of us for a while.

Jumping through realities,
trying to stay alive,

then, we got separated

and we've been trying
to find her ever since.

- She's been trying to find you, too.

Yeah, that makes sense.

- On the way, we've been trying to help

every version of us we can find.

- Why not just fucking tell us
all this in the first place?

- I did. I told you the night I came to you.

- I was very high at the time.

- Classic us.

- That's what I was gonna say.

And what about the gateways?

Where do they come from,

what do they have to do with the wristbands?

- They're a safety net.

Up on the table.

- What, this is the gateway? Oh, okay.

I thought we were gonna find Danny

for some super-secret back way.

- We'll go back for Danny. We promise.

But not until you're safe.

- No.
I don't even know why this is happening,

why you're even trying to help me.

- There's no time to explain, Milo.
You have to go.

- That jacket. Little bit messed up.

- Yeah.

- Take it off. Here, take this one.

- Sweet.

- A little something to remember us by.

- Thanks man.

The Chair is under attack.

- Run! Run for your life.

They've broken in.

- Oh my God.

The news says that the police helping guard

outside have turned on Goldenmire.

They're helping the
crowd shoot their way in.

Every single pissed off person
that was left up there to die

is coming down here for revenge

on the selfish pricks inside.

On us.

- We're gonna be okay. I'll-

Go, go, go!

- They're through. Go, Milo. Go.

- No! I'm not going anywhere without Danny.

- There is no time. Come on!

- You said you'd go get him,
so go and get him.

- It's now or never. They're getting closer.

- He chose to stay behind with Kate.

- He was willing to die for that choice.
Are you?

- It's gonna be fine. We're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be absolutely, completely fine.

Come on!

- Ooh, no.

No! I'm not going-