Oh, don't you still love that sound?
We've had two more strikes from a handed man over mine.
I don't believe this.
I dreamt it, did you?
Yeah, well, I dreamt one, two.
Well, double fun.
Shh.
Tegan, disturbance of the travel agent,
Marz and Crotch, come on.
I know for a fact it was that old smoothie
I left out of the fridge.
Well, how was your first impressions of a new
involuntary partner, eh?
Are you sure you got to drive?
I'm going for anything now, pal.
What's your name, mate?
Have you done so, Aimee?
Is your chimps up?
No.
You know where we live?
Go and ask them, mate.
Why is the bunch of women that can't ask them to listen?
Oh, Jesus.
Miss, slash, get the medics.
Hey, hey, listen to me, all right?
You be all right.
Where's your wife, mate?
Noel.
13, Wimrush Court.
She's eight months pregnant.
Handyman's trying to make contact with Miller.
Me being pattier three this morning, going,
what are you thinking about?
You didn't engage.
And again at 3.37, what do you dream about?
I've said nothing.
Why didn't you reply?
Well, he's testing to see whether her traffic's
been monitored.
If he got an instant reaction to his emails
on the dead of night, it was straight on source.
So this is typical of a goodbye, yeah?
Oh, sir.
Chat helps lads in my department tell me congratulations.
Oh, at the very least, sir.
Only I thought we'd agreed to keep
your typical daylight hours for chat.
Yes, but this is Handyman unilaterally fishing.
It implies growing interest.
I was up half the night playing two ends against the middle
with this nonce.
I've been strategically pestering him
with a few other sluttier specimens,
gobbie downs versus princess downs.
His preference is obviously for the more
Christian souvenir type of a--
of another one ready to go through imminently.
I'm alone up in my room, sneaking online while getting
dressed for school.
When I mention long white sensible socks and tea bar
sandals, it'll be jizzing his mental tits off.
And as to why he's so gifted communicating
like a total lads, I defer to Dr. Peep's psychiatric talents.
I have at the time.
What, the inclination?
Oh, my god.
Realized he was that harsh.
Are you OK?
Have patience, waiting.
I am right, aren't I, to be tingling about this.
It's typical of a very good bite.
Send you full length socks.
Whatever the setbacks with Kathy and my reservations
about her living under your roof,
we concentrate on the progress we've made
and the trust you've built.
And we professionally exploit the shit out of it.
Yeah, well, we're both certain it's just made Kathy
a lot more even stronger.
It can be a sign of looming breakthroughs, can't it?
Send anything new as soon as it comes.
I'll respond between sections.
What now?
Diner, I've had much worse injuries, much more suddenly
than Kathy dished out.
And talking to you about it, is it going to move us a single step
on, is it?
So let's say I've never had Kathy because you're
going to need it all the more.
Have we ever seen her again?
Elizabeth, open up, Mr. Please.
Elizabeth!
Mr. Please!
Elizabeth!
Back off!
Whoa.
Sit down.
Elizabeth, yeah?
They'd hurt.
No.
Is the baby OK?
No.
Urgent medical assistance required.
13 windrush.
Where is he?
Your husband's safe.
Don't worry.
We'll get you out of here, OK?
Eight-month pregnancy.
It's not the fucking right to be safe!
Why wasn't I told, eh?
Whoa, get off me, you mad bitch!
Why wasn't I told?
What are you doing?
He's mad at a little girl.
You be a brain job with a fucking baseball bat!
And nobody ever told me.
What you doing?
We need this.
Fuck off!
I bet for this.
They make me bet for this, no?
Not for somebody like him, no?
Oi! You in the parker!
I want a word with you.
Tegan!
There he is. Go, go, go, go.
Shit!
You really know how to throw that shit about, don't you?
Are you kidding me?
Is that real?
That is not real, seriously.
Another reason why I shouldn't run.
We both saw the look and heard the lie.
A looming breakthrough is a phrase that I invented
to pad the last report out.
What is going on, Dinah?
Me and Kathy had a fight.
And she doesn't live with me anymore.
She's moved in with Alpha.
Well, the chief just specifically
urged you to prepare for trial.
Should our luck be changing, which it looks like it is,
just bring her home, Dinah.
Fuck off, Joy.
She's 16, he's 18, and they get more sex than you do.
Look, there's nothing I can do or say
that she wants to listen to.
I've left dozens of messages, and she--
I haven't said that.
Kathy Calvert's got my heart.
If she's got your heart, Dinah, then actually,
fuck off from me too.
I'm the chief.
He's just Sir, or what his mother called him,
Darren McLaren.
If she's got your heart, Dinah, get her back on board
for the sake of mine, yeah?
If he finds out we've lost her, you
will be the one breaking the bad news.
Where is she?
Take a breath, Noel.
Let the lady do her job.
Elizabeth!
She's fine. We've got her.
Just stay still.
I need to speak to her.
Could have been your juggler.
It could have been your face.
Can't you, blessings?
Stop my face.
You've got an instant off.
I'm Kristy Feeney.
Fuck me.
Echo 27745, Fox Road to Control, urgent request
for secure escort for unique cargo.
Come on!
Can somebody call it?
I need boss's attention right now.
She left the building.
Tell her to turn back.
He's in there looking at twisted sheets.
I'd pay not to see.
That's brilliant.
What about panties?
That's your VIP on his way to St. Clair's, ma'am.
Kristy Feeney.
There's been an attempt on his life.
And if them images are genuine on Twitter,
his new face is going round like a dose.
Tell him I want credible divergence
and conspicuous policing with ensuring
North Manchester hospitals.
Any name surfacing through?
Not after me yet.
Not so far.
Should have got the spec savers in it.
A decent artery.
Kristy Feeney was a 10-year-old from a fucked-up family.
The boy served his time, and the man's paid his debts.
If you all are pretend to believe in reforms, Mike,
you belong in the church.
Not on my payroll.
Is that understood?
Tegan and Jonah chased a well-built fellow
in a fishtail parka.
That's as much as we've got.
Just prep in theater.
They'll be here for you shortly.
OK, now.
I'm Detective Inspector Vivian Deering.
This is Detective Constable Spike Tanner.
Where's my wife?
She's in protective custody.
She's unharmed.
What do you want me to call you, Noel?
Not Noel.
Do you have any idea how your new identity
was breached, Kristy?
Told my wife last night.
Why would you spend 10 years growing
into a new life, new face?
Only to expose yourself.
Secrets make you sick.
Look where Blabbing got you.
What's this streaming in quid with a care and rehabilitation?
You're a silly lad.
You could have had any life you wanted.
You know, after a car accident, Elizabeth was told
she'd never have kids.
She told me that before we got face to face, which was fine,
because my catagot looked like they never
wanted to be her father.
In a month, we both be parents.
I did it just later.
I took me 35 weeks.
She didn't say anything.
Nothing.
She just stood there in front of me and texted me, get out.
I tell her we don't have friends to talk to.
I didn't know where else to go.
I told her I was going to stay at the shop.
I'm going to wake up this morning.
There's bricks coming through the window.
So who cut you?
I didn't see her face.
Excuse me.
I've had a phone call from Mary Hagan, witness protection.
She's flying over from Belfast.
And until she gets here, you're under my protection.
Now, if you value whichever life you get next, Christie,
you'll do exactly as I say.
Speak to no one else.
Understand?
OK.
Mum.
Who's here to meet?
He's not my nephew.
He's not my brother's child.
He's not my mother's grandchild.
Christie Feeney is a curse to the family of young Siobhan
King who must be turning on her grave.
And he's still haunting my family.
This is not justice.
He should never have been released, honestly.
I've dreamed so often he was dead somewhere.
And in the dream, I offered 20 grand in cash.
Where are we?
Yeah, he's out of there, tuning into recovery, ma'am.
We've got officers on every entrance,
don't want in or out of the ward except vital.
We'll move him as soon as he knows what date it is.
Have you any ideas how we're going to shift him in one piece,
ma'am?
Given that somebody's head of all think he's a 20 grand target.
No spike, not yet.
But if you have, can you obviously have,
then asking it that way around makes you look like a total knob
for trying to make one of me.
What have you got? [DOOR SLAMS]
Look at the messages.
That's what people think I am.
I'm curious to know why you would put you and your baby
at risk by blowing it to the world this morning.
It's not my baby.
The work that me bought it now, I'll have to go through with it.
Only three or four weeks and anyone who wants it can have it.
It's a girl, isn't it?
What did you think would happen when you tweeted
your husband's real identity?
I did.
Well, somebody did at 5 AM.
Noel told me that he told you.
Who else did he tell?
I can pull your phone records if I have to.
This is an attempted murder investigation.
Some kind soul tweeted this photo of your husband.
I told my mum, but--
I want a full name, address, phone number.
She's in France.
She can barely use the mobile phone for it on Twitter.
I had a septic abortion when I was in Greece.
I was told I couldn't have children.
And then Noel showed up.
I mean, absolutely nothing.
I couldn't believe my mum.
Do you love your mother?
Do you love your father?
He couldn't have done his dead.
Bits of both of them are what made parts of you
and what you're carrying.
Noel?
We've been contacted by your brother, Kevin.
He was concerned for your safety once the news had broken.
He's a busy man and he's made the effort.
Now, I understand that you have not spoken in a while.
But take the olive branch, Elizabeth.
Yes, that is the correct postcode.
Are you sure?
Seven echo-weamer.
Diana, you can ask me seven different ways,
but the answer's still yes.
If you are looking at the warehouse,
then that's where he lives.
If I hadn't just done a deal on this,
she'd have had nowhere to sit.
Come in.
Where's the fancy dress?
Might not pay like Salusconk, but I have an old rent
so we'll have a few answers each month.
But this is hers.
All right, she's coming in.
This looks fantastic.
Thanks.
Are you still getting the morning sickness?
Uh, yeah.
She keeps wolf and nanotuba Pringles
before the porridge and fruit.
Ours has to be more comfortable.
No disrespect.
I'm not taking.
It's a shithole.
Yeah, well, we'll have us own place soon.
I need to be somewhere.
I need to be here.
Thought we were doing swerving issues,
and where's my column?
It'd be it.
Oh.
No, fuck off.
We've got family visit.
Don't be that.
Well, Dr. Peep says to say, um, clean slate.
You know, move on.
She's keen to see you.
So that's your rush.
OK, Kath, but we are this close to--
You've been this close since we met.
And every time I go through this shit,
it doesn't just stay up here.
It all ends up somewhere down here,
and I'm not having it, Dinah.
You've got to help me change your mind, Alfred.
Look, I've seen what she means, and it's got to be no--
you're welcome any time, but no.
Would you let me speak to Kathie?
Why would that help?
Stop snarling.
I've done nothing wrong.
It would help because, A, I'm not you.
So B, I'm in the position to say things quicker and clearer.
I'm hiding again.
Isn't sneaking better?
Yeah, I like sneaking.
No, hiding carries more vulnerability.
I'm hiding again from Jim Klass, spelled correctly,
but all one word.
We need them to think that Patty's a clever girl,
and she's from a nice family whose onset adolescence isn't
just for straightener.
It's turning her against the family
because she's finding them overprotective.
Well, that covers my ex-wife to a T,
and she covered it in three words on the divorce papers.
I deserve better.
Hello.
Hi, are you all right?
I haven't heard from Kathie yet.
Just come back from there, and the living conditions are--
it's nowhere near safe.
She needs a patrol car keeping an eye on her.
What are you telling me for?
I'm in no position to ask favors of anybody,
but if you make strenuous concerns about the welfare
of your patient to Joy, she'll have to cover her own back
by covering Kathie's.
Wow, I've not seen you on the telly.
Detective is back to dearing, Mr. Feeney.
I've had the video checked by lawyers.
I said nothing in it that I wouldn't repeat the second I'm
out of here.
And on the next one, I promise you now, it's going up to 50.
Do you know how much it costs me to relocate me, my sister,
and my mother from Northern Ireland?
They couldn't sell their houses.
We had to leave everything.
You're doing pretty well at the moment, though.
Your turnover has not only consistently
survived the recession, it's outperformed
all independent competitors in the plantire field.
So goes the website, which needs
spell checking, by the way.
In your position, is it wise to draw attention
to your associations?
We already tried the opposite, but that didn't work, did it?
Also, the bounty is just a business protection scheme.
We've only just got our names back,
and that includes 13 kids between us, if you count me, ma.
We throw parties for everything, but even three years
after he beat that girl's brains out,
the only family photo to appear in the newspaper was Halloween.
Fucking right it was a business protection scheme.
Strangulation.
What?
He never beat her brains out with a baseball bat.
It was death by strangulation.
So fucking what?
In a Home Office report, a forensic psychiatrist
noted that Christie's understanding of asphyxiation
was of a survivable sexual nature.
It was learned behavior from repeated assaults
he had endured at the hands of several adult male members
of his extended family.
That refers to his fucking mother's side.
That's on file with social workers.
It's not what it says, though.
And when people go around tweeting whatever
little bit suit them, it becomes a very dangerous world.
Are you threatening me?
I think so.
I know a social worker in this case.
Told me all sorts.
I never went public.
You wouldn't want to hear, believe me.
Don't tell Miss Spike.
Cabin crew, five minutes to take off doors to manual
and cross-check, please.
OK, let's go.
Going OK with the new partner?
All right, I suppose.
She can get impatient.
Tell me about it.
She can be an absolute cow if I'm honest.
Toxic cow, if you're more honest.
Yeah.
But then she sucks your dad off in a public toilet
and that brittle exterior just gets wiped away.
Stuart and the warrior.
It's a joke.
Hands up, who didn't know Tegan was banging
Stuart's dad's brains out.
Right, we're swapping for that.
You've got first dibs on the angry mob.
You OK with that, Krista?
You can breathe.
I just wait.
Be all sorry downstairs.
OK, let's go.
All right, stay close together.
This is an Osmond warning.
You're aware that violence has been threatened,
but you're declining protection, OK?
Thank you.
Hey.
OK, yeah.
Inspector, thanks.
We're sure your home's safe in the event of--
I breed guard dogs.
Virtus.
You'll have to take that off.
I can't.
Well, apparently, you've had more antibiotics
than a box of burgers, so you should be all right for the bit.
You'll have to practice walking.
Get up and move your legs around.
Just walk up and down.
You all right?
Yeah, stick this on.
You OK?
You all right there with those--
so who attacked you?
You saw the guy.
That's what I made sure I did.
I could do with a name, mate.
You know, this isn't about you.
If he's done it before, he'll do it again.
And one of the next times, it'll be a fatality.
They always are.
Elizabeth chooses to come with me, which now I think she'll
have to.
I don't want someone else's vendetta chasing us
to the ends of the earth.
You've been in enough trouble already.
I could have been anybody.
Watch the watches.
All right, well, the front entrance is a bit overcrowded.
So I'm going to take you through the kitchen.
I'll ask you a question.
Odds are that you've never been able to have a passport.
How the fuck did you end up working in a travel agent?
Me and that life and self-harming or something.
It was an obsession in prison.
Not at first.
I know I was 10, but still couldn't read.
Then once I'd learned the basics,
the only things left on the shoulders were travel books.
But that's all I asked for, 18 months.
Then when I got my first GCSE, the staff bought me this.
Atlas of the World.
It was literally nearly as big as me.
Until I was 17, I couldn't have been plastic surgery
until that happened.
So that's the place where I stayed the longest.
They weren't allowed to write any dedications in it.
You know, now I wish they would have.
But if they would have, I wouldn't have been able to take
it everywhere, wouldn't I?
Which I have.
Come on, Sarge.
All the time.
I bet you ain't better than this exaltary.
Oh, and if you want to walk like a 30-year-old traffic cop,
pretend you beat your wife up.
Drive on the gears, not the brakes.
Yes, ma'am.
She won't talk to me, not straight away.
If you give Elizabeth a note and you tell her,
you make sure that you promise her that this needs
to be said for her benefit, not mine.
She'll listen to you, and then she'll hear me out.
Elizabeth was handed over into a brother's care
a couple of hours ago.
Like him all along, can't you?
Blessings.
She's got someone to fall back on
till she can get to France.
We've got a date.
She's agreed to a date.
Today?
You won't say where, but have scored.
OK, OK.
I'm Warren McLaren.
We're going to need warms for surveillance.
Tell them I'll be right over as soon as I
have delivered the precious cargo.
You haven't taken the cock of the twaps.
He's way too smart to come back here.
Unless you thought Elizabeth had.
Thought you'd used up all your holidays.
Ma'am.
The idea in calling all available offices.
Number on the collar of the uniform we gave him, 22047.
But it's negative on that, ma'am.
We just found his epilepsy service
dump from the centre in town.
You sound like you're on cafe Pacific.
Aren't you going to wave your big fat cock in my grandma's face?
Pipe him down.
I'm in an internet cafe.
Did he use any equipment?
Well, he did.
But I'm not having a lot with his manager
and date of protection.
Open your blouse and try again, constable.
Actually, I'm not even asking.
Just pull up his pages now.
So come on, mate.
You, Tegan, shift sort.
What's that all about?
Is it shagging or money?
Shagging, yeah?
Yep.
It's all the way shagging.
Milk?
Sugar?
Cheers.
You don't?
It's all right.
I know.
Cathy made me promise I wouldn't spit in it.
Be there this time, promise.
If you don't want to meet, can we Skype?
And chill ball at 8 PM.
Yes.
And I am going to jump right down your filthy neck
and wring it from the inside, matey.
No phone number yet, though.
There's been no advisable opening to Bushman that.
Can we speed that up?
Can we speed up an advisable opening?
No.
Have we used a numerical too yet?
No, we've been a fairly good speller so far.
I've used one now.
Black, she's getting impatient.
And excited?
Impatient.
I can't wait to see what you sound like.
Knock, knock.
Seriously?
Drister's police officer.
Sir, that was a good plan until our precious cargo decided,
unfathomably, to flee the vest.
From inside the station?
How are you looking?
We were under the impression that he was grateful
for the protection.
You can't even make an alert public.
Missing copper.
Who gives a shit?
Find Aaron.
I willingly accept a good piston for this
when I've tried to look humble.
Today's not the day, I'm afraid.
Handyman is on the move, and so are we.
Kristy Feeney's witness protection officer
is on her way to Shannon Airport.
Have you ever spoken to her?
She makes herself sound very high up.
Yeah, and I'm not going to give her the bad news.
Excuse me.
Right, Chris has used the internet cafe in connection
to find my phone, ma'am.
So, presumably, like Elizabeth's.
Going where?
We just reopened him the search page.
But our brother's number plate is just shown up at the NCP,
right next door to the Ellis Hotel.
Look, it is vehicle.
Make sure it is going nowhere.
And unless you see Kristy Feeney, do not enter the hotel.
Not till I get them.
The suspect in the fishtail.
I put the whole of next week's door locks on that being him.
It is.
It is him, and we were this close.
Jonah's convinced Elizabeth's brother sliced Feeney's throat.
Well, if they've got each other's GPS, we're in deep shit.
Elizabeth.
You don't have to talk to me.
Just listen.
Elizabeth.
Yes, dear.
Elizabeth, you need to see this, sweetheart.
Come and have a look what your brother's good for.
Come on, Aaron.
Kevin Edmondson, I'm arresting you for actual bubbly hell
and one count of attempted murder.
All right, pal.
Your brother's credit card was used to buy fuel at 10 past 7
this morning.
17 miles from his home and mile and a half
from the travel agency.
You told your mum.
She told him.
And he tweeted it to the word.
We've got a few words.
Just a quick shot.
Oh.
So, press money is the only honest ingredient
to reunite previously estranged siblings.
Check their wallets for credentials and coke.
I've got 50 on the ratty snapper facing possession at least.
Kevin, you were determined to get this fellow one way
or another, weren't you?
You missed the vital organs for you.
Sell your sister down the river.
I didn't know anything about it, I swear.
I swear.
How much is he getting out of this, Elizabeth?
Animal.
Hey, stop.
Stop.
There's no feature.
There's a doll you deserve.
Listen.
Listen to what?
What?
There's nothing to say when happy.
Elizabeth!
No.
No, get him down.
Get him down.
Wait.
Listen to me, you pumped up fucking closets.
I'll happily turn for the pleasure of fucking you up the ass
before I slit your ugly destructive throat.
You won't even know it's me.
I'll recognise your cesspit as a mailer.
Yeah?
But I've heard this call before.
And it won't be again.
Expect me.
Wait, wait.
Please, let me just go and see our two minutes.
Elizabeth.
It's just me.
Can I use your phone?
Just try, please.
Please, for just two minutes.
Thank you.
Please, don't angle up.
You can't angle up.
Because I'm never going to see you again.
And this isn't for you.
I thought I hadn't slept.
And then I remember waking up and wishing that I hadn't told you.
But I don't now.
I couldn't have brought up a kid.
Because they know when you're lying in that page,
you'd find me.
Elizabeth, you can't sew your side to the papers.
Because it's not just your side.
They'll drown you.
And whether you keep our baby or not,
those quickings will answer for the rest of her life.
Trust me.
I've told this illucitor to sign all my assets.
The business is everything over to you.
All you and whoever her parents are going to be.
Whoever her parents are going to be.
My mum, we have to shift this traffic coming our way,
aren't they, no worry?
Elizabeth, just please, if you know where she's going,
just make sure that I get some photos.
I won't make contacts.
I promise.
They won't let me.
Tell her to send the materials to me.
I'll make sure they see the way.
Right, bring the vehicles around the front.
Coming down now.
Fuck!
Have these hedging his bets all the way?
We can't nick him.
Yes, we can.
Taxi arrives at the bowling alley.
You wait for him to pay for the cab
and then die straight in and taser the nuns.
Diana, why would the man pay for an empty cab?
The fact is, we need a lovely bit of syndrome, babe.
And you understand what this entails, Olivia?
She means you know what's involved, Olivia,
what they're asking you to do.
Obviously.
We all want him caught.
She volunteered before I can ask her.
Olivia says she's sure if we're sure.
She doesn't look scared, which worries me for starters.
Also reckons she'll deal with or without us.
You know what I'm going to do here?
I'm going to send you out the still time with 100 pounds
to buy whatever clothes you like.
Give you a little bit more confidence.
Plus, I'm having to pull the plug on this shift.
And if I'm driving her about--
Spend 100 pounds each.
Hi, Dad.
Hi, Daddy.
What's the halfway to next way?
I love you.
I know what to say, so believe.
I love you.
It's going to be a bit of a long one, girls.
But I'll kiss you both nah nah when I get in, OK?
OK.
Break the bad news to your mom.
Tell her I'll call her in half an hour.
OK.
I love you both.
Nah nah nah.
OK.
Nah nah.
Now, we obviously don't know what this guy looks like.
So Patrick Llewellyn's description
is all we've got to go on.
This is the man that singled out Lucy Cook right
before she died.
Everyone has a copy?
There'll be a standard quarter mile radius around the alley.
Officers will be positioned as customers and car park
attendants every inch covered by HD surveillance.
We don't know this guy, but we know he's smart.
So what's the golden rule, people?
Who's watching the watchers?
Olivia's safety is paramount.
She'll be no more than 10 feet away from an officer
at any one time.
Handy man won't get any closer to you than what I am now.
If he did, I'll twat him.
Well done.
You were nearly me in there.
Now, if you'd wanted to be 100%, you
would have been asking where the rest of your soldiers are.
Stuart, Taz.
Why am I still hearing the two officers down?
Joy.
I station PC, Ahmed, and O'Connell outside a furniture
storage facility in our coats.
Sir, it was at my request to cover Kathy.
She's living there.
Call them in now.
You were told to tell me about any changes
affecting this case.
Whose decision was it not to?
All right, watch.
And lay out.
I will do.
Screen three.
It's all on mail at the bar.
Yeah, running, ma'am.
Olivia's arrival in one.
You all right, guys?
What size can I get you?
I'll stay, uh, 7 and 10, please.
Are you sure?
Well, sending her to fat camp backfire, don't you?
Looking very teamwork to me.
Yes.
Cheers.
Here we go.
Solo man by the bar is on the move.
Everyone prepared?
Stuart, hold back.
Don't spook him.
And that's an arrival on Olivia.
OK.
How are you feeling?
I'm ready.
Good.
OK.
Stand on you mark.
Solo man going outside.
Repeat outside.
Nothing happens unless he approaches the taxi.
Sit tight.
Stand by.
Yep, he's clocked up.
No, it's a false alarm.
Stand down.
Right, relax, relax.
Everybody stand down.
So I'll start then.
Dr. Peep's expert guidance on this now.
What, any number of reasons could have held him up?
Why are we waiting out here?
If she's gone in, I'm checking her.
Right, with all due respect, Mr. Bacon,
you've got yourself far too pissed on the shopping spree
to help anybody out.
So sit down and shut up.
Give me your khakis.
No, wait, wait, no.
Shit, she's mobile.
Well, go after her.
I thought you said minimum force,
but you won't force her, no.
Because my instinct's telling me to get the fuck out of here
and wreck everything.
Sarge, do you want force alone?
Shadow the man in the rain-proof jacket.
Excuse me.
Are you with anyone?
This was 24 hours on a sail.
Are you with anyone?
Do you know this man?
No.
Hey, I was only trying to ascertain--
Lock off an acidity in that way.
Could somebody get this game's pictures
and stick it on the door, please?
Are the rest of yous right in the head?
Why is this girl on her own?
Don't yous read the papers?
Oh, no, that's right.
You're too busy sharing that marriage up carbs denounces.
Is it anyone?
The car park's always both.
You know.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
You wait 40 years to witness public morality,
and it has to be this mad bitch.
Abort!
Alpha?
It's not funny.
I'm not laughing.
Alpha?
Never mind me.
What about that bird-curdish courage?
Are you hot, Kathy?
Yeah.
It's alpha.
[INAUDIBLE] All right.
You wear a lefty.
Don't die on the east, please.
No, no, no, no, Kathy.
Answer me.
I, you wear a lefty.
It's alpha with you.