We Hunt Together (2020) s02e03 Episode Script

1
You have to keep the ring on.
Obviously, Robert,
I came to find love.
Failing that maybe
just a partner in crime.
- Said he had a package for you.
- How do you know he had red shoes?
Surely he's not the only person
who ticked Freddy's box?
No, Jackson.
He's the only one who didn't.
(groans)
Hiya, darling.
- (screams)
- (splashing)
- Am I under suspicion of something?
- (Jackson) Not at all.
It just helps us
to eliminate witnesses.
That explains your fingerprint.
(Susan) Guys, there's a body
out there,
someone find the rest of him.
- (theme music)
- There's a paradise ♪
On a plastic screen ♪
The perfect life
In the perfect dream ♪
The new horizon
The burning desire to be loved ♪
There are untold joys ♪
That wait for us all
The illusion cures ♪
Come straight to your door ♪
The new horizon
The burning desire to be loved ♪
- (tranquil music)
- (birds chirping)
(people laughing)
(Maya) Mum's having a baby.
(Daniel) Is it a boy or a girl?
(Jackson) Maybe they'll be twins
one of each.
(Jackson laughs)
(Maya) Dad, you are so silly.
(Daniel) Dad, pass the ball.
(Jackson) Take it easy
on an old man.
(Jackson chuckles)
(Maya) Hey dad, dad,
look at me, look at me.
- (Daniel laughs)
- (Jackson) I love pancakes.
(Daniel) We love pancakes.
(blows air)
(Lola) Jackson?
Jackson! For God's Sake.
The finger and blood have both
been confirmed as Robert Millers.
(Lola) There is no sign
of a struggle.
So the birdman must have
killed him elsewhere.
Then left the finger
here as a message.
(Jackson) So, you think
it's a jealousy thing?
- Like with James O'Neil.
- And there's a sexual
component I assume.
Possibly, but this behaviour
is more consistent
with intimacy seeking.
It's love and connection
that he wants which,
which is why he's so enraged
by the presence of a rival.
Do you think he's killed before?
Oh, it's impossible
to know for sure.
But these killings are clean.
They're planned
and executed with precision.
He went to all that trouble
planting evidence to incriminate
Robert and then killed him anyway.
Which suggests he does
have prior experience?
Well, he's clearly taken
a lot of care, this pigeon man.
It's not a simple loss
of emotional control.
Wh which worries me
I have to say.
You think we'll see more of them?
Yeah, I'd be surprised
if you didn't.
Hold on.
If you're saying
that Robert was killed
because he was following Freddy,
why haven't we found anything?
I mean there's not a single photo
of Freddy in this whole house.
If he was so obsessed,
where's the evidence?
Hey, did you notice a leak
in the bathroom upstairs?
No. Why?
Er, could you stand
right over there?
- Here?
- And don't move. Right there.
Well, where are you going?
(suspenseful music)
- Marco! Lola, Marco!
- (Lola) Who's Marco?
(Jackson) Marco Polo!
Who the fuck is Polo?
Never mind.
(clanking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(flies buzzing)
Lola!
(discordant music)
- (Lola) Jackson?
- In here.
("Bury Me Under
the Weeping Willow Tree" plays)
And I'm in sorrow
For the only one I love ♪
When shall I see ♪
There we are then.
Till I meet him
In heaven above ♪
Oh bury me
Under the weeping willow ♪
Yes under
The weeping willow tree ♪
So he may know ♪
Where I am sleeping
And perhaps he will weep for me ♪
(Freddy) It's lucky we're speaking
on the phone, isn't it?
Because if I met you in person
I'd be sick, wouldn't I?
- (man) Yes, Crystal.
- I'd be sick all over you.
But you'd like that, wouldn't you?
Very much.
Are you ready?
- You sound ready?
- Yes, Crystal.
- Not until I say.
- (man groaning)
And then afterwards you're going
to do three things for me, okay?
Number one
Er whoa, whoa!
Trust me, Susan.
You don't need to hear
what those three things are.
(scoffs)
So is that Robert on the other end
of the call?
No, we think he bought the tapes.
Yeah as, er, Freddy's fame grew
so did the value of these tapes.
I'm sure someone's making a lot
of money selling these things.
But they were on his computer,
so he was following Freddy?
Absolutely. Which is why we believe
the killer targeted him.
Yeah, we think
he's killing people that
shown undue interest in Freddy.
James, who slept with Freddy,
then Shannon, who's been hounding
Freddy for months
and now Robert who he may see
as a rival of sorts.
And you think Freddy's involved?
Well, that's not our primary line
of investigation ma'am, so
But we, we will need to gently
inform her of the situation.
With your permission?
You're a hundred per cent sure
you hadn't met or seen
Robert before
the speed dating event?
Yeah. Mm-hm. Yeah.
Should I be worried?
Well, we'd recommend
a degree of caution.
I'd advise against walking alone
at night. Things like that.
"Don't walk alone at night."
Is that a joke?
Seriously, is that a joke?
Henry!
Sorry about that.
(chuckles)
You posted about Shannon online.
What was that about?
I wasn't gonna let her
lie about me, was I?
Mm-hm.
Wait. Are you saying
that the person who killed Shannon
is the same person whose
killed poor Robert?
Why would someone
do something like that?
(ominous music)
You think you can control
this thing, Freddy.
But you can't.
Control what?
I'm afraid we also came
to let you know that, erm,
Robert had some
audio recordings of you
in your previous line of work.
We think he might've acquired them
from your former employer.
- Take care. Nice shop.
- Out, Jackson, please.
(door closes)
I think you've sprayed
with some sort of dog shit in there
- it's giving me a headache.
- It smells really good.
She doesn't seem
very scared, does she?
Hmm.
Because she's working
with the killer.
That's why she's not scared.
Lola, did you ever
see that, er, documentary
about the chap who climbs mountains
without a, without a rope?
I don't watch
documentaries, Jackson.
Okay well they scanned
his brain and
they found abnormalities
in his frontal lobe,
it means that
he doesn't respond to stimuli.
He can climb three thousand feet
without a rope
because he doesn't feel fear
in the same way.
You honestly don't think that post
she wrote was a message?
No, it may very well have been,
I am just saying that
Freddy's lack of fear doesn't
prove a thing.
Okay. Fine. The ring will.
- What ring?
- Well, I
I haven't seen
her wearing that before,
then three days
after James O'Neil's wedding ring
goes missing she has one
on a chain around her neck?
Come on, Jackson?
Let the penny drop. Come on man.
- (knocks)
- What? Oh
- Fancy seeing you here.
- Hey.
What?
Hey, hey, don't be giving me
that bollocks.
You owe me a drink, Lola,
- you promised. You know you do.
- It's not, hey listen.
- No, no. Can you
- You owe me a drink.
How does this thing work?
It's not
- What?
- It's not a
It's not a drink, it's
- an interview.
- Oh.
Look, whatever.
Just name your time,
name your place, stop trying
to wriggle your way out.
I'm not wriggling, okay?
You're wriggling.
(Liam blows raspberry)
Okay, okay.
Five o'clock tomorrow then.
There's a pub
at the end of my road.
I'll meet you there, okay?
- Okay.
- (whirs)
Wait, wait. I I thought you said
it wasn't a drink?
Tomorrow.
- Seems like a nice young man.
- Fuck off!
- (laughs)
- (sighs)
James' wedding ring
had an inscription on the inside.
If we can get close enough
to Freddy to take
-a photograph of hers and
-How on earth are we gonna
-it's got the same inscription
-be able to do that?
- On the inside.
- Listen.
Freddy would see us
coming a mile off.
And, and, and Susan
would fire us both
before sanctioning
another operation.
She would!
And who do we get
to do it for us then, quietly?
(slow music)
Sorry, Larry, I couldn't stop her.
Stop who?
All right, Larry,
you furry little cunt?
(Larry) There you are.
Get your chops around that.
I call them "Happy as Larry's."
Mmm.
Opening night on Wednesday.
We're having a theme
and everything.
Get some attention you know?
You should come along.
Free entry if you wear the mask.
Oh, Larry. You do know
they're calling him, The Birdman?
Yeah.
But I wanted my own thing
and Pigeon Killer
is a bit more specific, like
Yeah, but Pigeon Killer
makes it sound
like he's going around
killing pigeons.
(chuckles)
For fuck's sake.
I've had 5000 of them made now.
Hang on a minute.
(glass clinking)
I want my tapes, Larry.
Get your hand off my fucking phone.
Do you know how quickly my lawyers
could have this place shut down?
Okay, fine. Look
I was selling them
for a while, I admit.
Near the start. Hundred quid a pop.
But as you got more famous
the interest grew.
So, I had myself
a little underground auction.
You wouldn't sell anything
that makes you money.
For 25 grand I would, darling.
Believe you me.
Give me his name.
- He didn't use his real name.
- His name, Larry.
But I may have ways and means
of figuring things out.
- Right so tell me then.
- Why should I?
Because it's the right thing to do.
(chortling)
And if you don't. Well, I'll just
come back here one night
and burn the place
to the fucking ground.
(laughs)
Yeah, the baby's due
on Friday 13th, which er
I'm hoping isn't a sign, right?
It's a bit spooky!
Well, the first two
were early so
- That's true, that's true.
- Dom
And how about you Del?
How long have you got?
About two months. I'm so ready.
Ah, that's, that's great.
That was delicious,
by the way, Gil.
- Thanks very much. Dom
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I made this, okay.
Gil was merely a bystander.
Thank you, Jackson. Thank you, Dom.
If you don't mind me asking but
how did you decide
which one of you
was gonna have a baby?
Not at all.
- Do do you want.
- Okay.
Yes. Erm
(clicks tongue)
Well, it was a pretty tough call
but we talked it out.
Is that what happened, is it?
- Yes?
- No. No.
Honestly.
You should have heard her.
"If you want it,
you're carrying it."
What? I never said that!
Yes, you did!
Those were your exact words.
- I never said that!
- Well, personally I'd give
- anything to carry a child.
- (scoffs)
Seriously. I think I'd make a great
pregnant man. Don't you think?
What? Like Arnie in that film.
What was it?
You know what,
in the story of my life,
I've always thought Schwarzenegger.
Right?
- What?
- No.
(Dom laughing)
What are you laughing at?
What do you find so amusing?
- Jackson!
- (Dom continues to laugh)
Okay, Okay. Erm
Dom. I'm afraid we lured you here
under slightly false pretences.
Listen, erm, Dom.
We need someone
to watch Freddy for us.
Just for a day or two.
I mean she doesn't know
what you look like.
You could get closer than us.
(tense music)
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
Okay, sure!
Susan knows though, right?
(tense music continues)
(sighs)
God.
- (phone rings)
- (exhales)
- Hi, sir.
- Hey Dom, how's it going?
(Dom) Yeah, er, well,
she's been in her flat all day
with Henry.
They got some soup earlier.
That's about it.
Any joy with the ring?
(splutters)
To be honest, sir, erm,
I'm not really sure how
I'm supposed to get this photo.
I don't even know
if she's wearing the ring.
Yeah. I know,
just keep an eye on her.
Does she speak
to anyone we don't know?
Is anyone watching her? Anything at
all that you notice. Okay.
Hey, I've, erm,
emailed you a picture
of the inscription, Dom?
It will be with you any sec. Okay?
Thank you.
(sighs)
Oh, oh, oh. Okay, hold on.
She's coming out now.
She's on her own.
(Lola over phone) Okay, is she
wearing the chain?
Er, I don't know. I can't see.
I'm too far back.
- Well, follow her then.
- But don't let her see you.
But you will need to get close.
Yeah but can't blow your cover
though, Dom, right?
But you will need to get close.
Seriously, Dom, we can't afford
to get caught here.
I'll do my best, sir. Bye.
(Lola over phone) Do get close.
- No, don't get close.
- But do get close. Get close!
- Don't get close!
- Do get close!
- Don't get close!
- Do get close!
She'll need to get close.
(keyboard keys clicking)
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct chatter)
(scoffs)
(music intensifies, stops)
Are you sitting
at the same computer?
What did she search for?
(Dom over phone) I'm saying I don't
know what she was checking.
She's deleted the history.
(Jackson over phone)
Okay, I understand.
Did she get a picture of the ring?
(Dom over phone) No, I didn't
and I'm pretty sure
she clocked me, okay?
I'm really sorry.
I can't do anymore today, sir.
I understand, Dom, bye.
- (sighs)
- Bye.
Thank you.
Don't even think about it.
Oh.
Fair enough.
Okay, so
I guess what I really wanna know
is why you're so sure about her?
Because I've followed this case
closely and you're convinced
that she killed those men
with Baba. So, why?
What is it?
- The snake eyes?
- The eyes. The lies.
Motive, opportunity. Everything.
But no forensic evidence.
Unless there's something that
the press weren't made aware of?
And then there's Baba's confession,
too, of course.
Cause he took the blame
for everything didn't he? Yeah.
So, doesn't that mean
she's innocent?
Do you think she's innocent?
I think she's fascinating.
(clanks)
Same again?
(light music)
(Liam) Must be frustrating
though, right?
(Lola) What's that?
(Liam) You do all that work.
All that evidence.
Then you're beaten
to the punch by young love.
(Lola) Ah, but Freddy
never loved Baba.
She's not capable of it.
- Mm. Maybe.
- You've met her, right?
I'm just saying Lola, I mean
look around.
(scoffs)
They are all sitting around
acting fucking fine.
The fact is no one's actually fine,
no one's actually happy.
Because we assume
it's the positive things about us
that make us compatible.
So, you like the same films and
you're both vegetarian
- and read the fucking Guardian
- Yeah.
So obviously you're gonna spend
the rest of your lives together.
So what are you saying, you don't
think compatibilities important?
No, of course, it is.
But it's, it's
the fucked up parts of us
that need to fit together.
Not the good stuff.
Because that's the shit
that really defines you,
do you know what I mean?
And clearly the fundamentally
fucked up parts
of Freddy and Baba fit together.
And I,
I genuinely think she misses him.
So call that what you want.
I think that you should be having
this drink with DI Mendy.
Absolute wankers the pair of you.
(laughs)
Mum says you're going
to the charity shop?
Well, not today but, yeah,
when I get the chance.
Oh, you can't chuck that.
It took us months!
Sorry, Dad.
(sighs)
(chuckles)
(imitates the voice of Polly Macaw)
Polly wants a cracker?
(squeaks)
(musical music plays)
(ominous music)
(knocks)
- Hi.
- Hello?
- I'm here for the viewing.
- The viewing?
The estate agent didn't mention it.
Oh, see, I I changed the time,
didn't they call?
No.
No, but listen, erm,
I'm sorry, but I
Hi. Hi, I'm I'm Frederica.
- Frederica?
- Yeah.
I'll be really quick is it okay
if I come in?
Okay. Sure. Frederica.
(chuckles)
- Come on in.
- Thank you. I'm sorry about this.
- Honestly.
- No, it is no problem. Honestly.
Oh, wow!
This place is amazing.
Why on earth are you selling?
Oh, well
with the kids are all gone,
my wife and I are just
rattling around in it really.
Hmm, Chief Superintendent
Lester Price.
Guilty as charged I'm afraid. Look,
please. Feel free to roam around.
- Thank you.
- Okay
(chuckles)
(suspenseful music)
(music intensifies)
- (chain rattles)
- (sighs)
(cracks)
(scoffs)
- (discordant music)
- (gasps)
I'm so sorry. I was, erm
We have to keep Daisy
in here overnight
or she makes an awful fuss.
She's a St. Bernard.
Beautiful thing.
She's away with my wife tonight.
Mm.
I bet the kitchen's amazing.
Not that I cook much. But
I called my estate agent.
They've never heard
of you, my dear.
Or perhaps you'd like to explain?
You paid a lot of money
for some tapes of me.
I'd like to know why.
I acquired those tapes
for research purposes.
- I'm sure you'll understand.
- Hmm.
That doesn't sound like much fun.
Well, if they're just
for work then
I'm afraid
I'm gonna need them back.
I tell you what.
I'll give you the tapes.
But you have
to do something for me.
Ooh, coats coming off.
- I googled you earlier.
- Oh, shit.
You've written a novel?
Yep.
- Which no one fucking read.
- (chortling)
Why did no one read it?
Well, if I knew that,
I'd write another one, wouldn't I?
So, now you write biographies.
You've got to admit she's
interesting though.
(blows raspberry)
I just find her
fascinating to talk to.
Oh, do you, that's because
you fancy her.
I don't fancy her.
She's a kid for fuck's sake.
- Yeah right, you an old man now?
- (blabbers)
Old enough to be divorced
for three years. So, yes.
And it, er, has been a very long
and lonely three years,
if you know what I mean?
Yeah well, that's nothing.
You should try four years.
- Really?
- Yeah.
What, four years since you
- That is sad.
- Well. Well.
The job takes up
a lot of my time, you know.
Nah, come on. We're like a pair
of fucking saddos, we are?
(chortling)
We are. Oh, yeah.
That's seven years
of celibacy between us.
One of us
must have broken a mirror.
- What? No. That no.
- Yeah.
That's bad luck
if you break a mirror.
- I thought it was bad sex?
- Mm-mm.
That is if you break eye contact
whilst doing a "cheers".
What?
(chortling)
Ooh. Shit, right well.
Come on.
We better be careful with this.
- Don't blink.
- Okay.
(clinks)
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
(laughs)
- (mumbles)
- (shrieks)
(grunts)
- (Liam) All right.
- (Lola chortles)
(ominous music)
(Lester) Take your thumb
and hold my skin tight.
Like that, good.
Hold the blade at thirty degrees,
facing down, with the grain.
And just slowly bring it down.
Yeah like that?
Yes. Keep going.
I'd like to tell you
my favourite short story.
Oh, Lester, I'm trying
to concentrate.
I'm sure you can manage both.
It's about a young woman
drawn to the darkness
and violence she saw in others.
Some say she was consumed
by that violence.
Others say she was only intrigued.
One man decided
to find out for himself.
So he sat in a chair
perfectly calm.
Knowing that one flick of the wrist
would slit the throat,
cut the artery
and the blood would flow.
The thought appealed
to her and yet.
She's never killed anyone before.
(heavy breaths)
Her hand shakes.
She struggles with the decision.
Very slowly.
She finishes the shave
and puts, the blade, down.
(ominous music)
You intrigue me Freddy
but you don't scare me.
Want to know why?
It's harder than you think
to kill a man.
And you thought Baba was fun.
(ominous music continues)
(sighs)
How do I get those files to you?
You can bring them here.
(knocks)
- Oh!
- Oh.
- Erm Jackson?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, how you doing?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa!
- Hey, what's going on?
- Sorry, you were in the bathroom so
I thought I should answer the door.
Erm
- Flea spray.
- Jesus Christ.
You lock up when you leave. Okay.
Fucking flea spray.
I had a thought
about the teddy bear.
(ominous music)
(camera shutter clicks)
(dog barking in distance)
(Allie) There you go. All done.
- Thanks love, they're gorgeous.
- (Allie chuckles)
Erm, do you have time
to do the interview
with Henry for the website?
- Shouldn't take long, Al.
- Yeah it's fine.
I've left a slot free.
(chuckles) You don't think
you're paying, do you?
This is a business, Allie.
That's kind of the whole point.
Oh, don't be silly.
I can't take your money.
You can't give me, literally,
the best nails in the world,
and not expect me not to pay.
Freddy. You do realise
you saved my life?
You do realise that, don't you?
(chuckles)
(squeaks)
Okay. There we go!
My daughter's got one of those.
Erm, it's a music box, right?
I would say so, sir, yes.
Well, can you get it working again?
Is there a key?
Sadly not. Is that a problem?
Is it a problem that there's
no key for the antique music box
contained within a bear?
You know you could just say,
"Yes, DI Mendy, it's a problem".
- Yes, DI Mendy
- Don't say it now.
- (phone rings)
- You've ruined it, haven't you?
Okay because if I know what song
it played,
I think I can use it to narrow
the terms of the search.
- Right? You see?
- (sighs)
Leave it on the side,
please sir and I'll
see if I can find someone
to take a look.
Wonderful! I'll just pop it
right there, shall I?
Samir? Huh.
And it's all taken care of, yes?
- Yeah, Dom. It's Lola.
- Yes, well she's basically
joined at the hip
with this Henry guy.
- They go everywhere together.
- Right, okay.
Did you manage to get
a photo of the ring?
No, I I don't know which chain.
She's wearing four of them.
I can't see a ring either.
Shit. She's coming.
Oh, hang on sarge, she's, er
She's just stuck
something to the door.
(blows air)
(blows air)
Fucking Samir.
We need to talk to this Henry guy.
You guys should come to this later!
(Henry) Oh, what, Larry's party?
- Mm.
- (Allie) Oh, thanks.
- Wow!
- Wow?
- What wow?
- Wow, just
You're gonna want
to take a look at this.
- What?
- What.
- What is it?
- What is it?
Will you shut the fuck up?
Hey.
I don't know where Freddy
is guys, okay? I'm sorry.
Actually, Henry, we'd like a word
with you if that's okay.
Have you seen Freddy
wearing this ring?
- On a chain or on her neck maybe?
- Never. Why?
The ring belonged to a man named
James O'Neil.
He slept with Freddy ten days ago
and was murdered the same night.
Stabbed in Enfield underpass while
he was out running with his baby.
Shannon McBride died soon after.
She had an ongoing dispute
with Freddy, right?
It was a bit of banter
on social media.
I wouldn't call it a dispute.
But the point is people
who get close to Freddy
have a habit
of dropping down dead, don't they?
And we've heard the two of you
are pretty close.
Joined at the hip apparently.
- Am I allowed to leave?
- Of course.
- Oh, yeah sure.
- Ah.
She was pretty close
to your sister too, right?
(suspenseful music)
-God, I'm feeling really nervous,
-Is that weird?
Of course, it's not weird.
But you seem fine though.
Yeah, that's because
I'm here with you.
And you're gonna
make me look really good
because you've read all the books
and you're going to be
generally amazing.
Just as always.
Don't think you can flatter your
way out of reading those books too!
- Ah!
- I know what you're doing!
(exclaims)
Gil?
- Hiya.
- Hey, Gil.
Oh, Jackson didn't mention
you were doing NCT?
Oh, erm
Oh, well, we thought you probably
would be pros by now anyway?
No, I erm I was just
actually I just gotta make
a quick phone call, sorry.
Sorry, I'm late. They haven't
started yet, have they?
(tragic music)
Er
Hi, I'm Thomas.
Are you guys some?
I'm gonna sort everything out.
Erm
Just don't tell him, please.
I promise I'm gonna sort it.
(tragic music continues)
Susan's actually going to kill us
if she finds out we were here.
You do realise that?
We're only here
for a friendly drink.
And anyway
No one's going to know, are they?
The smell of rubber
makes me nauseous.
Put it on.
Okay.
You, you can go up.
Can you just hold there, please?
(dance music)
It's fun.
- You think she's here?
- What?
- You think she's here?
- Yeah. I think she's here.
You think he's here?
(blows raspberry)
From a bloke at the bar.
Which one?
Fucked if I know, love.
(dance music continues)
Can I get a selfie, please?
(camera shutter clicks)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(dance music)
(indistinct chatter)
Come on, Larry. You crustiness?
Jesus.
- What
- Come on now.
- Get into the spirit.
- For fuck sake Freddy.
- Happy now?
- Yes I am now.
- You have a good night, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah.
(man) There you go!
(dance music continues)
Where have you been?
I need to talk to you.
The Police came to see me.
Freddy!
Yeah. I'm coming.
(crowd) Shake me out, out, out ♪
Shake me, shake me, out, out ♪
Shake me out, out, out ♪
Can't shake me out ♪
Jackson, I think I've
just seen something.
(Lola on radio) Hold your position
at the bar, okay?
Okay.
- (Freddy) What did they say to you?
- What happened to my sister?
What do you mean?
I've told you this
like a thousand times.
Tell me again.
We fell asleep in the forest.
And when I woke up,
she wasn't there.
They say she fell.
I say she jumped.
Why did you take her name?
To remember her.
Don't you think that's
a kind of fucked up way
to remember someone?
Did you stop and think
how mum might feel about that?
How I might feel about that!
(dance music)
Yeah, all right.
Yeah. I'm gonna go out the front.
Oh. Here we are, Geri.
- You all right?
- (both laugh)
- (sighs)
- (clears throat)
Oh.
Stick that back in the box,
will you? (wheezing)
I saw a man with a spider drawn on
the back of his mask.
I think he might be the target.
Find him, okay?
Okay.
(Lola over radio)
Yeah, I'll look out the front.
- You got a mask?
- No, sorry.
They're 50 pounds but you get
your first three drinks free.
What are they? Bottles of wine?
- Ta.
- Mm.
Ah, thanks.
(sobs)
Hey.
Shh.
- Come here.
- (sobbing continues)
Whoa.
Oh, don't pretend
like you don't know.
It's really fucking boring.
Know what?
I've been in love with you since
I was eight years old.
Never good enough though was I?
(tense music)
(dance music)
(laughs)
You are dazzling you are.
Oy!
Where's your mask?
- Why do you care?
- Where the fuck is it?
I put it back in the box! So?
(discordant music)
Come on Allie.
Pick up your fucking phone.
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
(woman screaming)
(screaming continues)
(woman) What's that?
Dom!
(groans)
Oh, Dom!
Jackson get an ambulance! Now!
Okay. Help's on the way.
Okay, keep still.
No, no, no, no.
Look at me. Look at me.
- Don't take your eyes off me!
- (grunts)
You're doing great.
No, you're doing really good. Yeah.
You're doing really really good.
I got you. I got you.
You just stay there.
Stay still. Stay still.
Ambulance. Officer down.
DC Dominique Parkes.
Multiple stab wounds.
(camera shutter clicking)
There's a paradise
On a plastic screen ♪
The perfect life
In the perfect dream ♪
The new horizon
The burning desire to be loved ♪
There are untold joys ♪
That wait for us all
The illusion cures ♪
Come straight to your door ♪