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Mum!
We just got back right now, mom.
Darling, you know I can't hear you when you mumble like that.
I'm in trouble, mum.
And that's why we're going home.
I told you, you couldn't cope out here.
I told you, you weren't ready.
Jimmy's dead.
I killed him.
And my fingerprints are all over that house.
Jesus!
How many times have I said to you?
Gloves and a gun, if you want to have fun.
I mean it rhymes for fuck's sake.
I don't think she's coming back, kid.
We should just go.
- And what about Ian? - It's not our problem, man.
We didn't do any of this.
Let's just go.
But not with that money.
This is our chance to set up the business properly bro.
Just me and you kid. Like dad always wanted.
- No, no, no! - Just give it to me!
Just give it! Just...
- Give it to me! - Allright! Allright! Just stop.
I'm give in.
Just stop rushing around like a fucking bull in a Chinese shop.
You mean bull in a china shop.
What's a china shop?
You know, they sell cups and that.
What, from China?
Made out of china.
That's why you can have a bull in there because it break everything.
Ohhhh!!!
Bro!
I thought the bull was panicking
because he was in a Chinese takeaway.
They cook loads of beef, don't they?
This is not our money.
We need to put it back and just wait for Kim.
It's easy for you though, isn't it?
Mr Fucking Big Brains.
What about me, bro?
What have I got?
Do you really think Beth's gonna want to spend the rest of her life with the...
bloke of the fish counter?
Yeah.
I do actually, yeah.
But we need to put this back.
We need to get Ian to the hospital one way or another.
So, are you going to help me or what?
Come on, then.
Such a...
fucking goody-two-shoes ain't you?
Uh-hum!
Ian!
I am shocked.
Sorry, lads, I can't let you take that money.
Excuse me, Mister! We were lireally coming in here to give this...
Oh, come on!
Which one of you little fuckers is Nicky?
Come on. Own up.
It's me.
I'm Nicky.
No.
I'm Nicky.
Actually. It is him.
Sorry, bro, but when she pointed that thing at me
I was like, nah, you know what I mean? Fuck tha...
Shut it!
What's that?
Oh, yeah, like I'm going to fall for that "It's behind you" thing.
No, seriously. What is that?
Kim!
Oh, my head.
Are you okay?
Get me up.
You're right?
This is the last time you put me in a fucking bag. Okay?
Well, maybe I wouldn't have to put you in a bag if you didn't just...
There is no reasonable end to that sentence.
How do you not understand that?
Don't worry, Kim.
I've got this.
Alright sunshine. Don't give yourself a nosebleed.
I won't actually.
Okay. I only get them in the summer when I sneeze too much.
So...
Stop it, both of you.
Nicky, Jay.
This is Tina,
my mom.
I'm just going to...
Hey, thanks for coming back for us.
Just start cleaning. Okay?
We've not got long.
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So. Jimmy doesn't like new people. Alright?
So keep your mouth shut unless he talk's to you directly.
But he know that I met Terry though, right?
You told him that she would vouch for me.
Yeah, yeah. that's all sorted. Just keep your answers short.
Don't look him in the eyes.
And if you could say that you are allergic to bees
that would really helped me out.
Sorry! Bees?
Yeah, Jim keeps them at the bottom of the garden.
He's always banging on about them.
Drives me up the wall.
So, like when I'm introducing myself,
I just kind of drop in the...
No, no. Don't volunteer the information.
Otherwise, he'll know I prepped you.
So is this a problem?
It's just a lot to think about isn't it?
When I'm already trying to make a good impression.
You know, what forget it, right?
Okay, but don't blame me
if we still here at four o'clock in the afternoon
discussing the wider impact of fucking bee population decline, alright?
It's a serious issue.
Jim!
Ian?
Go on, then.
Chop, chop!
You better come look at this.
Oh, fuck!
Okay. Look this is my girlfriend's house. So...
listen.
Beth will be back at 8:00. Okay?
And I want everything exactly the same as how it is now.
Thanks, Jay. We just need somewhere safe until nightfall
and then we can bury the body and be out of your way.
All right, just keep it civil.
Yeah? Please.
Would anyone like a chocolate finger?
Oh, I didn't realize we were at kid's birthday party.
Mom, he's just being nice.
Cup of tea?
Oh, yeah, that will really hit the spot after the morning we've had.
Okay... glass of wine?
Okay, King Henry the 8th.
Have you got any roast hog to go with your wine?
Okay. I'm sorry. I'm just trying to do something normal
because I think a degree of normality
is what's is flippin required right now.
Coming from the guy who thinks it's okay
to play pranks on young innocent girls.
How about...
a toast
to my daughter, the avenging Angel?
Nah, not for me. I hate that stuff.
It's chocolate milkshake. It gets you pissed. What's not to like?
Yes, a bit sweet innit?
Ahhh, so men are still pretending
not to like things that they obviously do like. Are they?
He doesn't like it. it's not a big deal.
It is Kim.
Because nothing's changed in 15 bloody years.
And this is the world that you're so desperate to explore.
One where no one's free to be themselves.
That's what you're signing up to.
Which is far more dangerous than Jimmy ever was.
So drink up, Jay. Let me tell you something.
Ninety-nine percent of the world's problems would be solved overnight
if men just admitted that they like three things:
sweet drinks, musical theater
and a finger up the ass.
They don't and around we go.
I need some air.
Kim!
- Kim! Hold on. - What Nicky?
What do you want?
Can I introduce you to someone?
I think she might be able to help.
There she is.
Mrs. Lonely Tree.
When I was little, me and my dad used to
try and cheer her up.
Make a little daisy chains and stuff.
When he died,
I found this was the only place where I could cry.
She looks so sad.
I'm sorry for lying to you. Okay?
It was stupid.
But I'm still trying to help.
Even though, I'm really fucking scared.
And even though
there is a piece of...
Fucking brain in my pocket!
Jesus!
Come here.
I'm still here.
But every time I look at you,
it reminds me of that tree.
I'm still trying to work out what that means.
I think it means that out of the two of us,
you're the weird one.
- Which is... unexpected. - Yeah.
There's going to be some very bad people looking for that money.
Get rid of it. Do you understand?
Good lad.
Hi, Terry.
So it looks like it was Ian who killed your dad.
He's run off with the money.
Me and Thompson are just at the house now.
Yeah, sure.
She wants to talk to you.
Hi Terry.
I'm so sorry about your father.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Bit of an old dog, new tricks sort of situation.
Exactly.
Bye.
Yeah, I can assure I'm in complete cont....
Hello?
Hello, Linda love.
Is Ian about?
Right, me and Mom will dig the grave.
Mom and I will dig the grave.
Really! Now?
You don't have to come with us,
but we could really do with someone to keep watch.
I watch stuff all the time.
Telly.
My language around my nan.
Okay, great.
Thank you.
Stay here with me, kid. Are you mad?
I will be fine.
You do realise that if you get in that car
you'll be accessorising the crime.
Accessorising it?
Like a fancy clutch or a cummerbund?
You weren't laughing when Gary Flint stole your world cup
2002 sticker book, where you?
And who broke his nose with a baseball bat to get it back?
It was a table tennis bat and you bruised his cheek.
Now listen. It's my job to look after you and
I don't understand what you're doing right now.
We should just go to the police.
Well, surely.
Look, I'm just trying to put the toothpaste back in the tube.
Okay?
You know what, do what you want.
But don't bring them back here. Alright?
Take them back to our house when it's done.
Okay.
Time to go.
Oh, you might want to go coat.
I think it's going to rain.
Oh, no, I've checked my app and it's not going to rain.
But, look at those clouds.
What?
It's just that no one looks at stuff anymore, Kim.
But...
We're going to be fine.
Trust me.
It honestly should not be raining.
I don't understand.
Stay here and keep watch.
If anyone comes just do the mating call
of the Chinese water deer.
Or maybe something a little easier.
Okay, the mating call of any deer will do.
If anyone comes just blow on this.
Okay. Cool.
Great. Awesome.
- Good luck. - Take his legs.
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Hi, babe. I'm home.
Nice day, then?
Bit of a bloody mess from start to finish to be honest.
You?
Yeah.
Same.
Did you know that capers
are actually pickled nasturtium seeds?
Really?
Yeah, you see I'm not so stupid now, am I?
I don't think you are stupid, babe.
You notice something new every day with me.
Well exactly.
- What about you then? - What about me?
I don't know. If you got anything
to teach me or tell me?
Like what?
What? Nothing. I'm just wondering.
Oh, do you want a glass of wine?
No, I'm off booze for a bit until its merger is complete.
Good idea.
Nice.
See? This is nice, isn't it?
Just the two of us in the woods.
Digging a grave?
Well, you made quite a mess, didn't you?
We cleaned it up together didn't we?
And I'm very proud of you.
Really. Really proud.
I should have told you I was leaving.
I'm sorry.
Oh no. It's alright.
We're back home soon, anyway. And a...
I think you just get back to normal.
Actually, mom...
What? What is it?
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So let me just get this straight.
You met a tree
that made you re-evaluate things.
Exactly.
And it was like looking in a mirror because
she was just stuck in the same place her entire life.
Not changing anymore, not growing. Just...
rooted to the spot.
I do understand that.
I do.
The thing is about trees though
is that when one of them is under attack,
they send signals to all the nearby trees
so they can up their defenses.
Okay, I see what you're doing.
And did you know that there are older trees
sometimes known as mother trees,
that can use fungi in the soil
to send sugar to seedlings
so they have a better chance of survival.
You're trying to out metaphor me,
and it's not going to work.
Trees might look lonely,
but they're communicating all the time.
It's only when you tear up their roots
that they die.
What you do next is entirely up to you,
but there will be dangerous people looking for us.
So all I ask is that we go back to the cabin
and make that decision there.
Where it's safe.
It's just sensible. Right?
Come on, we got to get this done.
What, the hell's going on?
Sorry, mate.
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Jay!
- Coming to bed? - Yeah, one sec.
A man at reception says he's witnessed a murder
at Jimmy Davis' house.
I thought you might like to hear it direct.
Jimmy Davis' house you say?
Why don't you show the gentleman in?
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