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All this.
Everything will be sucked into a massive hole and then...
all will be fog.
What's that?
Is that more?
Yeah, you want some? - Yeah.
Ahh... urgh.
- You know, I've dreamt that. - Dreamt what?
Me in the back of the truck.
You know what I dream about sometimes? - What's that?
That I'm in the street.
And there are, like, these long sticks along both sides
with a man's head on top.
And as I walk,
one of the bastard's heads came down at me.
You know, uh... I have one of those dreams
over and over and... over.
All I see is, like, this room, like a clean room...
with a ghost inside.
The ghost moves and walks.
There's something scary about that.
I know this place is somewhere far, far away from here.
Far away from this dump, I can tell you that.
What?
Sorry to bother you at this hour of the night, but...
I've locked myself out.
Do you live here?
I'm on the 11th floor.
They told me there was a couple in the building so...
Come in.
Thanks.
A bit grim out there.
Hopefully, they'll finish the park.
Yeah, I hope so too. - It's a terrific area.
Good.
We're still settling in. - Bit of work to be done, all right.
Still, I'm sure it's going to be fine.
Do you think I could borrow your phone and try and get through to management?
Sure, um...
Yeah... Uh...
There, yeah, it's ringing.
Shit.
There's nobody there.
I guess they're not there till Monday.
Ah... - We can make a bed on the sofa.
Are you sure?
Well, that's very kind of you.
Thank you.
Ruth?
Open the...
Open this fucking door!
You've ruined my life!
You fucking took my life, you pig,
you ugly, fucking pig!
You've made me ugly, Ron!
I'm ugly, Ron. You're with me!
I wish you were dead!
That's not bad. A little twist and...
- That's it. - Yeah.
- Click. - Yeah.
Morning. And...
He's fixed the shower too.
Don't worry, I'm here to help.
Thanks, Ron.
Thank you for letting me stay.
Well, you're my neighbour.
You and Ruth, you're-you're a great couple.
You've got something special.
New life.
It's...
Sometimes these things, they can...
well, they can...
crumble.
Little Johnny who was about seven,
mum and dad, Sunday morning...
Dad says, "What the fuck are you doing?"
Then Johnny stops and he says, "Yeah".
Not so funny when it's your mother.
Could you get the remote? - Yeah.
- Shall we go? - Hmm?
I've driving Harry to the supermarket.
What? - He wants to buy some snacks.
Snacks? - Snacks.
What snacks?
I wanna buy some snacks. I don't want to be a parasite.
I'll drive him.
You stay.
Where have you been?
I've been calling you. - My battery went flat.
Yeah, but your phone was on. - Was it?
What took you so long?
Any booze? - There's some in the cupboard.
Great. - No!
- Yes. - Hey!
What?
Ron!
- Where are the bottles? - They're mine.
Come on, get them out. - No!
It's the weekend! - Always so stingy!
- Why are you so stingy? - Out!
Get out of my house! - This is my house too!
Shut up, you stupid fucking bitc...
You know, Ron,
I always say the three most important things in life:
number one... be nice.
Number two...
be nice.
Number three...
Yeah.
Well, let's have a party, everyone.
You pig, you ugly, fucking, pig!
Mr Payne, Ronald Payne, remember me?
Reed Luther, Duarte Hills, I sold you the apartment.
I've got good news for you and your wife. You won't be alone much longer.
S-Sorry, "alone"?
After the last viewing, we had a fantastic response.
But we're not alone, uh,
there's the guy...
There's a guy on the 11th floor. - That floor's not finished yet...
No, there's a guy, Harry.
Harry? - Harry, he lives on the 11th floor.
There's no one apart from you and your wife.
Up.
Wake up.
I am awake, Ron.
I don't like what I see.
Time to leave.
I was going anyway.
You know why, Ron?
Because you're no fun.
You're no fucking fun, Ron.
Harry...
Hi, Ruth.
You know something?
Fucking you is like fucking a carcass.
A fucking carcass.
A brainless fucking carcass...
Uh, here at Duarte Hills, we're starting a housing revolution
and we want you to be part of our revolutionary lifestyle.
So, step with me into your brand new life.
Ground floor.
Dad, the man in the elevator looked like an ugly ogre.
Maybe he had a spell cast on him by a witch.
You told me witches weren't real.
Because I didn't have the proof in front of me.
We saw the proof today.
Well, dad, I didn't say he was an ogre, I said he looked like an ogre.
Look, I don't, I don't like this. - OK. You don't have to have it. Sorry.
Dad? - Yeah?
Will you read me a story?
Of course.
You go to bed, I'll catch you up.
Can there be a monster? - Yes.
Change it up a bit? - Yes, yes. Everything.
Yay.
There was once a small village
under the prow of a mountain...
where no one lived but squirrels, mice and an old woman.
Boring.
You already told me that story.
Well, I'll come up with a new one.
Can I have a smoke first?
Smoking is bad and do it later if you have to.
OK, all right.
Do you promise you'll remember the monsters?
Promise.
One or two?
I'll see what I can do.
In a city...
a city that no longer exists...
there was a merchant...
who had turned greedy and mistrustful of other people.
He was once one of the wealthiest men...
but when his wife left him for another man,
she took most of his money with her
and his good luck left him too.
One day a foreigner came to see him.
A thin man who spoke in a mysterious way...
Do you believe in God, Mr Halls?
and proposed a lucrative deal to him.
With two valves at each side, you'll save more than half the energy.
The pressure will rise and energy will rise.
Do you understand? And, of course, by placing it on the northern side,
as you can see, the fluids will be lead to the southern side
and because of the compression underneath on the northern side,
we'll avoid any overheating problems.
And from then on, all gains, Mr Halls,
you'll double, you'll triple, you'll get your money back tenfold.
They say life is a bad business deal
and this is a good business deal
so this means this deal is better than life, you understand?
Sure, but what if something goes wrong?
We are talking about a lot of money here, a lot.
Mr Halls, I've been planning this for years now,
nothing goes wrong.
It's all beautifully thought.
Listen, why don't you leave your plans with me
and I'll have a look through them in my own time.
No.
These plans need to stay with me.
I'm sorry but, uh, I can't make this decision alone.
I have to check it with my accountants
and at least one engineer in private.
It's not possible. I'm afraid that's not possible.
My apologies.
As you wish. These are my terms.
Will you take care of my child?
As if it was mine.
Only until the morning. No longer.
See you tomorrow. Same time.
The merchant couldn't stop thinking about the foreigner's offer.
If what he said was true, he could make a lot of money.
But there was one thing the merchant loved more than money...
his beautiful daughter, Maria.
Hello! You look like you've had a good day.
What's going on? - Nothing.
Why do you look so happy?
Just some business you know... - Some business... Is it a good thing?
Might be a good thing, but a bit too early to talk about it.
What are you reading?
It's about a robot girl and a guy who fancies the robot girl
and he also fancies a normal girl
and there's also a creepy, old man who sells eyes.
A creepy, old man who sells eyes? It sounds all perfectly normal to me.
Come on, I'll be waiting.
- What's this business thing? - I'll tell you later.
Hmm, don't make yourself so important.
Pass me the wine.
OK, listen to this.
Fact of the day: Did you know that dead people get goosebumps?
What else would I learn today?
Um...
Iguanas have a third eye in the middle of their head.
Where? - There. Boop!
Maria.
Your friend is waiting outside.
What friend? - Johann.
Who's that? - Someone.
Someone new? - Three weeks new.
He writes.
Um, so, my father, Hans.
Dad, this is Johann.
How do you do, Hans?
So, um, Maria tells me you write.
Yeah.
What about?
Oh, uh...
Uh, possible worlds, I don't think you'd get it.
Maria says you don't read much so...
May I have some wine?
Look, Hans, you got you a good farm wine,
homemade desserts, your house with high ceilings,
that's the meaning of your life?
Do you wanna know the meaning of mine?
No.
OK, let's go upstairs.
Pumpkin, I'm talking to your dad.
You're talking to yourself.
She's great.
Hans, thank you for a wonderful evening.
I will see you in the morning... if we don't wake up too late.
Good morning, sir. - Mr Halls is expecting me.
Mr Halls is not here.
Hmm.
I'll wait. - Mr Halls will be out all day.
What?
This is yours, I believe.
But...?
Mr Halls said he's sorry, but he's not interested.
There has to be some misunderstanding.
It's not possible.
I thought everything was very clear! It's all in here.
I'm just his secretary.
In here!
Fine.
This is extraordinary.
It's a work of art.
You're going to make a fortune.
It's incredible, right?
Where did you say you got all of this from?
It's really genius.
Hans kept daydreaming about numbers, sums and returns.
Once he got the Foreigner's plan going, he could at last think of retiring.
He should take Maria on a trip.
A long one.
This is a boring story.
Have some patience.
It hasn't finished yet.
Maria?
Listen, I just want you to have everything.
Yeah, but I don't want anything else, Dad.
You're just like your mother.
No, I'm not.
Because she ended up with someone like you.
- I have plans. - What plans?
Johann, is Maria with you?
Do you know where she is? Sh-She didn't come home last night.
Please call me if you hear anything.
Thank you.
The merchant was worried.
Maria had never disappeared like that.
Why did she suddenly...
"His wide mouth distorted into a hideous laugh
and his little eyes darting fire from beneath their long grey lashes.
'Eh, eh - no barometer - no barometer?' he said in a hoarse voice,
'I have pretty eyes too - pretty eyes!"'
Good morning, Mr Halls. - Morning.
The man with the foreign accent came.
What did he want, that creep, this time? - He told me to give you this.
Hans Halls' office.
It's him, the man, the foreign man. - Give it me. Give it me!
Where is my daughter?
Do you believe in God, Mr Halls?
Who is this foreign man, does he have a name?
I don't know, I don't remember.
His name was too long, too odd.
I don't know who he is. I don't know how he found me.
He just turned up one day in my office offering some business deal,
but I refused.
I see.
So that's the reason he's taken Pumps with him.
He thinks I stole his idea.
Is that true? - Of course not.
He, um, wants me to go to this place tonight.
I'd rather not go alone.
Wait for me here.
Hans!
Let's just get out of here.
Not without Maria.
Let's just call the police. - It's too late for that.
Give me that knife.
Where you going? - I'm going home.
I barely know Maria, I barely know her at all.
We've been dating for a couple of weeks.
Listen, you're not going anywhere.
Open the door.
Hans... Hans, let's get out of here, please.
Let's go home, I just wanna go home. - Not without Maria!
You fucking dummkopf.
Get in there. Get in there!
Shit!
Ah!
Oh, God. Oh, no...
You idiot!
- Please, Hans, I just... - Shut up.
Please...
Oh... Oh, Jesus.
Push.
Hard, push harder!
Push harder!
Please...
What is this place?
Where are we?
This is all your fault.
Shut up. - It's all your fault, you see.
- Shut up! - No, no...
What are you doing there?
Stand up!
Against the wall.
Shit.
Wait... Wait, wait, wait.
Turn around!
You know what we are going to do?
We sell the big one for meat.
Yeah.
Oh, please, no.
Kipple!
Put your head in here.
One, two, three!
Gasoline.
Step on there.
He's too weak.
50 cans. - He's not even 30.
How old are you?
- Twenty-nine. - See?
Listen, how about we work together?
Say 55 cans.
It's 50.
Fifty-two.
All right.
Take him somewhere else.
Always the same. - Deal.
We cannot make a living out of this.
Don't blame, me, blame the market.
Spin faster!
Faster, I said! Faster!
Up! Up, up, up!
And now other side.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hurry up!
He's slow.
I hate them when they start.
We lost today two points because of him.
Why don't you submit a punishment request?
He could do with a bit of exercise.
I give him one more day.
Betting on the anniversary lottery?
Those games are not for people of my rank.
I guess they're only meant to entertain us,
the dumbass guards.
I didn't mean that.
Faster, I said!
Hurry up! Up, up, up, up, up!
398!
I want to see his face.
398.
You've won the anniversary lottery.
You're out of this dump tomorrow.
Today's figures?
Thank you. - You're welcome.
Down the line,
uh, but in conclusion, if we made the boxes four inches wider,
we could fill the palettes to capacity
and this would save us five palettes per shipment.
- Thank you very much. - Excellent.
You've made my morning, Dom.
Thank you all for coming.
Lazy bastards.
Dom, that was great.
I didn't have much time to prepare. - It doesn't look like you needed it.
Hey, what are you doing on Saturday? - I'll be here if you need me.
No, no, forget about work. Don't be a bore. It's my birthday.
I'm gonna have some food and drinks at the house. You should come.
Bring the wife!
It'll be fun!
Sophie?
Honey, can you grab some of that cherry pie?
Please?
Thanks.
Mum?
Mum, there's a man there.
- What? - In the kitchen, there's a man.
In the kitchen?
Hmm, what?
How did you get in here?
Listen, I don't want any trouble, OK?
Just... get out.
Please, get out.
Mum?
You told me he was dead.
That's what I thought.
Well, what's he doing here?
He's back.
Well, he can't stay here.
Pillow?
A-Another pillow?
He looks like a tramp.
He wasn't like that.
He is like that.
He creeps me out.
He used to make me laugh like no one else.
Your dad, Will, he was, he was good...
A good man.
And then he vanished.
I dunno.
Mum, that guy...
He's a freak.
You cannot stay here all alone with him.
Why?
Because that ex-husband of yours, he's not right in the head.
He needs to be sent some place.
This is his house. - Really?
Mm-hm. - Who pays the fucking bills?
Who bought the sofa? And the matching curtains?
On my card.
With our shared card.
A shared account that you never put any money into!
Dom, how do these two words sound to you?
Head engineer.
Dom, are you OK?
Head engineer. Do you like those words?
Yes, I like them.
Charlie's retiring and I want you for the job.
Now just keep it quiet, OK?
Tim, that... - Shh. Shh, shh, shh.
Now...
Are you a little overworked at the moment, Dom,
because you're looking a little, a little peaky.
You need to have some fun, yeah?
Fun.
We'll fix that at the party on Saturday, right? Ooop!
Thanks, Tim.
Fun!
This is your fault.
Dominic is your fault.
I waited for you...
but it was too long.
Are you going to say something? Hm?
Speak?
Where have you been these last 15 years!
I still listen to this.
Till the keeper, Jones, sends it wide out of centre.
Big pick-up on the fly.
Defence is split here and here it comes, it'll be a one-time-only shoot!
He scores!
Guess who's gonna be the next head engineer?
Know what this means for our finances?
Oh, c'mon.
L-Let's try and get along.
Is that a present?
You bought me a present?
A kettle.
A digital kettle.
He's sitting in my armchair.
Rachel!
Can't you say something to him?
Why don't you say something to him?
I'll put the kettle on.
I wanted to see that.
Rachel?
Mrs, uh... Meyers.
Yes.
OK, come on.
So, who's the one, is it you?
Him, my husband, Sam.
OK, Sam, uh, sit here, please, Sam.
Can you get him back?
Back to...?
To what he was.
He disappeared 15 years ago.
Back then he was smart and he could handle me.
- And now? - You're the doctor.
I've seen this before.
Have you heard about our... methods?
Electronic mindfulness, play it at home, and Reading my Ego mantras.
It's all in the instructions.
So, is he going to be normal again?
Um, well, for a quick recovery
I do strongly recommend the Mercury package,
but it's the only one that includes the, uh...
healing light.
He'll... speak and-and all of that?
Follow the instructions and everything will be all right.
"Sam, Sam...
Sam, Sam, open the door.
Spread your wings and fly up high.
Reach out and touch the sky.
Sam, open the door.
Let the pain evaporates like rain.
Feel the death as a fresh new breath.
Sam, Sam.
Open the door.
Sam, Sam.
Open the door."
Hi, Will.
Can I just have a quick word?
Can you take your ear phones off, Will? I just want to have a word.
Cheers.
"We are the humans".
That's a good line.
Uh, look I know that, uh...
you and me have never really bonded that much, but, uh...
well, I think your mum needs some help.
She's so... she's so deluded
and I-I just feel sorry for her.
You know that, that weird poetry she keeps reading to that man
under that tanning light?
Well, maybe... maybe if you had a word with her,
she might listen.
Sam.
Open the door.
Spread your wings and fly.
Reach out and touch the sky...
Sam.
Sam. Open the door...
Rachel, please can you get ready?
For Tim, my boss, it's his birthday, remember?
Shit.
Dominic,
you're too negative.
Rachel, please.
You've got no light. You're just... a black hole.
I'm learning a lot from this.
There's no more fuzziness here.
Rachel, I don't want to be late so...
can you, can you just put, put down the bloody book?
All these years bringing darkness into my life.
Please, can you cut this fucking crap?
I can hear my inner voice now...
and do you know what it's saying?
What the hell are you talking about, please?
Get Dominic out of the house.
things. But it didn't matter
because the actual atmosphere she brought in
that was really different and, actually... - Hi, Tim.
It's not just about the people, it's about the organisation,
it's whether or not we are going to get along.
So, she eventually said, "OK, that's fine, that's fine..."
Happy Birthday, Tim. - Dom, thanks for coming. Have fun.
I said, "You are not coming into my house dressed like that". Guess what...
Are you off the television?
You look like that weather girl, the one with the sparkling, blue eyes?
Is it you?
Happy birthday!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Party people!
Friends, Romans and the rest of you.
I'm Dominic, and you are? - Shh.
Silence! - Shh.
Shh, shh, shh.
Do you like sat navs? - Shut up!
Silence!
So, um... Peggy...
I love you baby,
she's, uh, wonderful, terrific and Tim junior.
Terrific family.
Uh, so, so it's that time,
you know what time I'm talking about, it's sing-song time,
and, uh, I think you might have heard this one.
OK, Tim junior!
La, la, la, la, la, la, c'mon guys!
I love you forever, baby.
I love you forever, love you forever.
I did it
myyyyy
waaaaaay.
I want, I want the sat nav.
OK, party people!
Step into the light.
May your soul be bright.
Sam, Sam open the door...
Oh, the happy couple.
Sam, Sam...
Am I interrupting something?
Sam, Sam...
Give me that!
Get off!
Let me read this.
"Bless my heart to make a new start", oh!
"Fill my void, my soul is not yet destroyed?"
What is this piece of shit?
I want you out of our house. - Our house?
Get out of here!
This is my fucking house
and you're my fucking wife!
This is not your house and you're no longer my husband.
Oh, you want to speak with a lawyer about it?
A lawyer? A lawyer?
OK, let's get a lawyer
cos I'm going to sue you for every penny you've got,
I'm gonna empty your bank account.
You think you know me? Well, you don't! You fucking don't!
You talk too much.
Honey?
Honey, you're back!
So, is that it?
No, wait. Then he went for the man.
What about the boy, what happened to the boy?
The boy?
It's OK.
Is mum home?
Mum?
But what if the mad dog just killed them all?
What if he never fell into this dump?
What if we'd never sold him to a factory?
I mean, think about it.
Yeah, we could've all lived together like, uh, one of them... families.
Maybe in another world.
Let's drink to that.
To families.
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