Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull
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!
You know, I've dreamt that.
Of 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 bastards' heads scream down at me.
You know, I have one of those dreams
over and over and over.
What I see is like this room,
like a clean room...
...with a ghost inside.
The ghost moves, walks.
There's something scary about that.
And 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's 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.
Are you still settling in?
There's work to be done, all right.
But still, I'm sure it's gonna be fine.
Oh... do you think I could borrow your phone, perhaps,
and try and get through to management?
Sure, um... yeah.
Yeah, there, it's ringing.
Shit!
There's nobody there.
I guess they're not there till Monday.
Ah. Um...
We can make a bed on the sofa.
Are you sure?
That's very kind of you.
Thank you.
Ruth?
Open the... open the fucking door!
You ruined my life!
You fucking took my life, you pig,
you ugly, fucking pig!
You made me ugly!
I wish you were dead!
A little of this there,
a little twist like that.
That's it.
- 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 neighbor.
You and Ruth, you're a great couple.
You've got something special.
A new life, it's...
Sometimes, these things, they can...
well, they can...
crumble.
Little Johnny, who was about seven, pops in.
Mom and Dad, Sunday morning,
they're going at it,
humping away like that.
Dad says, "What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?"
Little Johnny stops, he looks up,
and he says, "Yeah.
Not so funny when it's your mother."
- Could you get the remote? - Yeah.
Should we go?
Hm?
I'm driving Harry to the supermarket.
- What? - He wants to buy some snacks.
- Snacks? - Snacks.
What snacks?
I wanna buy some snacks.
Don't want to be like a parasite.
I'll drive him.
You stay.
Oh, they're leaning on each other.
Oh, back they come now, straight away,
the crowd in a frenzy here as we head for the bell.
Another and another...
And it's all over!
...that feeling, you know, like holding someone in...
Where've you been?
I've been calling you.
- My battery went flat. - Yeah, but your phone was on.
Was it?
What took you so long?
Is there any booze?
There's some in the cupboard.
- Great. - No!
- Yes. - Hey!
What?
Ron...
Where are the bottles?
They're mine.
- Come on, Ron, get 'em out. - No!
It's the weekend!
And why are you so stingy?
- Why are you so stingy? - Out!
Get out of my house!
This is my house too.
Shut up, you stupid fucking bitch!
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, everybody.
You pig, you ugly fucking pig!
Mr. Payne, Ronald Payne, remember me?
Reed Luther, Walter Hill, I saw you at the pub.
I've got good news for you and your wife.
You won't be alone much longer.
Sorry, alone?
After last viewing, there was a fantastic response.
We're... we're not alone,
there's the guy.
There's a guy on the 11th floor, he's...
That floor's not finished yet, but...
No, no, there's a guy, Harry, he's...
- Harry? - Harry. He lives on
the 11th floor.
There's no one in the building,
apart from you and your wife.
Up.
Wake up.
I am awake, Ron.
And I don't like what I see.
Time to leave.
I was going anyway.
You know why, Ron?
'Cause you're no fun.
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.
I don't... I don't like this.
Okay, you don't have to have it, it's all right.
- 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, 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.
Bor-ing.
You already told me that story.
All right, 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.
Okay. All right.
Do you promise you will 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. Hals?
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 the energy will rise,
you understand?
And of course, by placing it on the northern side,
as you can see,
the fluids will be let 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. Hals.
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're talking about a lot of money here, a lot.
Mr. Hals, 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 I can't make this decision alone.
I'll 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, yeah. Was 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.
What's this business thing?
I'll tell you later.
Mm-hm. Don't make yourself so important.
- Pass me the wine. - Mm-hm.
Okay, so listen to this fact of the day.
Did you know that dead people
get goosebumps?
What else should 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.
This one new?
Three weeks new.
He writes.
So, my father, Hans.
Dad, this is Johann.
How do you do, Hans?
So, uh, Maria tells me you write.
Yeah.
What about?
Oh, 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've got your good foreign wine,
your homemade desserts,
your house with high ceilings.
That's the meaning of your life.
Do you wanna know the meaning of mine?
No.
I gotta go upstairs.
Look, 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.
Why did you say...
Good morning, sir.
Mr. Hals is expecting me.
Mr. Hals is not here.
Hm.
I'll wait.
Mr. Hals will be out all day.
What?
This is yours, I believe.
- But... - Mr. Hals 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.
Hmph!
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 a real genius.
Hans kept daydreaming about numbers, sums,
and the term.
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.
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?
She... 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. Hals.
Good morning.
The man with the foreign accent came.
What did he want, that creep, this time?
He told me to give you this.
Hans Hals' office.
Oh.
It's him... the man, the foreign man.
Give it to me!
Where is my daughter?
Do you believe in God, Mr. Hals?
Who is this foreign man? Does he have a name?
I don't know, I don't remember.
His name was too long to pronounce.
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... but I refused.
I see.
So that's the reason he's taken poems with him.
He thinks I stole his idea.
- Is that true? - Of course not.
He, uh... he wants me to go to this place tonight.
I'd rather not go alone.
Wait for me here.
Shine some light.
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 are 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!
Agh!
Oh my God! What now?
You idiot.
- Please, Hans, I... - Shut up.
Please.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus!
Push.
Push harder!
Push hard!
No! Please!
What is this place, where are we?
This is all your fault.
- Shut up. - It's all your fault.
Shut up!
What are you doing there?
Huh. Stand up.
Against the wall.
Wait.
W-wait, wait.
Turn around!
You know what we are going to do?
We'll sell the big one for meat.
Yeah.
No! No, please don't!
Keep up.
Put your head in here.
One, two, three!
That's liquor?
Step on there.
He's too weak.
Fifty cans.
He's not even 30!
How old are you?
Twen... twenty-nine.
See?
Listen, how 'bout 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.
Come with me.
Learn the market.
Spin faster!
Faster, I said!
Faster!
Up! Up, up, up!
And now, other side.
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Hurry up!
He's slow.
Psh! I hate to mend this chart.
Team lost today two points because of him.
Why don't you submit a punishment request?
Could do with a bit of exercise.
I give him one more day.
You're betting on the anniversary lottery?
Those games are not for people of no rank.
Yes, they're only made to entertain us.
The dumbass guards.
I don't mean that.
Faster, I said!
Hurry up, up, up, up, up, up, up!
Three hundred and ninety-eight!
I want to see his face.
Three hundred and ninety-eight...
...you've won the anniversary lottery.
You're out of this dump tomorrow!
Today's figures.
Thank you.
But, in conclusion,
if we made the boxes four inches wider,
we could fill the pallets to capacity,
and this would save us five pallets per shipment.
- Thank you very much. - Excellent.
You made my morning, Dom.
Thank you all for coming.
Lazy bastards.
Dom, that was great.
Well, I didn't have much time to prepare.
Well, 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'll have some food and drinks at the house.
You should come.
Bring the wife!
It'll be fun.
Sophie!
It's for killing his own family.
- Alex DeLarge set up his own... - But it is...
For adults living alone, the housing market...
For more information on how to get tested...
It's for a world free of guinea pigs.
Honey,
can you cut up 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?
Hm, what?
How did you get in here?
Listen, I don't want any trouble, okay?
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?
Another pillow?
He looks like a tramp.
He wasn't like that.
He's like that.
He creeps me out.
He used to make me laugh like no one else.
Your dad, Will, he was good,
a good man...
and then he vanished.
I don't know.
Mum, that guy...
...he's a freak.
You cannot stay here
all alone with him.
Why?
Because that ex-husband of yours
is not right in the head,
he needs to be sent some place.
This is his house.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Who pays the fucking bills?
Who bought the sofa
- and the matching curtains? - On my card.
It's 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 okay?
"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, okay?
- Tim, that... - Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Now...
are you a little overworked at the moment, Dom,
'cause you're looking a little,
little peaky.
You need to have some fun, yeah?
Fun,
we'll fix that at the party on Saturday, right?
Hoop!
Thanks, Tim.
Ah! Fun.
This is your fault.
Dominic is your fault.
I waited for you,
but it was too long.
You gonna say somethin'?
Hm?
Speak?
Where have you been these last 15 years?
I still listen to this.
♪ My name should be trouble ♪
♪ My name should be woe ♪
♪ For trouble and heartache ♪
♪ is all that I know ♪
♪ Yes, lonely ♪
♪ lonely blue boy ♪
♪ is my name ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ My life has been empty ♪
♪ My heart has been torn ♪
♪ It must have been rainin' ♪
♪ the night I was born ♪
♪ Yes, lonely ♪
♪ lonely blue boy ♪
♪ is my name ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Well, I'm so ♪
♪ I'm so afraid ♪
- ♪ of tomorrow ♪ - ♪ Tomorrow ♪
♪ And so tired ♪
- ♪ so tired of today ♪ - ♪ Tired of today ♪
♪ They say that love is the answer ♪
♪ But love never came my way ♪
♪ I'm writing this letter ♪
♪ to someone unknown ♪
♪ So if you should find it ♪
♪ and if you're alone ♪
♪ Well, lonely ♪
♪ lonely blue boy ♪
- ♪ is my name ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪
Keeper Jones sends it wide out of center!
Big pick up on the fly!
Defense is split here, and here it comes!
Will it be a one-time... Oh, he shoots, he scores!
Guess who's gonna be the next
head engineer?
Do you know what this means for our finances?
Now, come on.
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 please 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, Myers.
Yes.
Okay, come on.
So, who's the one, is it you?
Him, my husband, Sam.
Okay, 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.
You heard about our methods?
Electronic mindfulness,
play it at home, and read him my ego mantras.
It's all in the instructions.
So, is he gonna be normal again?
Um, well, for a quick recovery, I do strongly recommend
the mercury package.
It is the only one that includes the, uh...
healing light.
He'll speak and all of that?
All that, yes, just follow the instructions,
and everything will be all right.
Sam, Sam,
open the door.
Sam, Sam,
open the door.
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 evaporate 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 earphones off, Will?
Just wanna have a word.
Cheers.
We are the humans.
Ah, that's a good line.
Uh...
look, I know that, uh,
you and me have never really bonded that much,
but, uh...
Will...
I think your mum needs some help.
She's so,
she's so deluded.
I just feel sorry for her.
You know, that weird poetry she keeps reading to that man,
and that tanning light.
Well, maybe,
maybe if you had a word with her,
she might listen.
Feel the death as a fresh new breath.
Sam, Sam...
...Sam,
Sam,
Sam, Sam,
open the door.
Open the door.
Spread your wings and fly up high.
Reach out, and touch the sky.
Sam, Sam,
open the door.
Rachel,
please, can you get ready?
Got 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 learnin' a lot from this.
There's no more fuzziness here.
Rachel, I don't wanna be late, so,
can you, can you just put,
put down the bloody book?
All these years bringin' darkness into my life.
Please, can you cut this fuckin' crap?
I can hear my inner voice now,
and do you know what it's saying?
What the hell are you talkin' about?
- Please... - Get Dominic out of the house.
But it didn't matter because the actual atmosphere
that she brought him out in was really really different!
- And as you know, and I know... - Hi, Tim.
...as well, that it's not just about the people,
it's actually about the organization,
it's whether or not we're gonna get along.
So, she eventually said, "Okay, that's fine," you know,
- and that sort of thing. - Happy birthday, Tim.
Dom, thanks for coming, have fun.
I said, "You are not coming into my house dressed like that."
And guess what she said?
Woo!
♪ Round, round, baby round, round ♪
♪ spend the night on me ♪
♪ I don't need no man I get my kicks for free ♪
♪ And we'll ride still fired on the beats down low ♪
♪ I don't need nobody but my honeys ♪
♪ When I go round, baby round, round ♪
♪ Spend the night on me ♪
♪ I don't need no man ♪
Woo!
Excuse me,
are you off the television?
You look like that weather girl, you know,
the one with the sparkle in her eyes.
Is that you?
Happy birthday!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
party people!
Friends, Romans,
and the rest of you.
- I'm Dominic... - Silence, please.
- ...and you are? - Silence!
- Shh! - Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Do you like SatNavs? - Shut up!
Silence!
So, um,
Peggy, love you, baby.
She's a... well, wonderful, terrific.
And Tim Jr., you're terrific.
So, so it's that time.
You know what time I'm talking about,
it's sing-song time,
and I think you might have heard this one.
Junior.
♪ And now, the end is near ♪
♪ And now I face ♪
♪ the final curtain ♪
♪ My friends ♪
♪ I'll say it clear ♪
- ♪ I'll state my case ♪ - ♪ Case... ♪
- ♪ of which I'm certain ♪ - ♪ ...of which I'm certain ♪
♪ I've lived a life that's full ♪
♪ Yes, I've traveled each ♪
♪ and every highway ♪
♪ And more, much more than this ♪
- ♪ I did it my way ♪ - ♪ I did it my way ♪
- Did it! - ♪ Well, regrets, ♪
♪ yeah, I've had a few ♪
♪ But then again, ♪
- ♪ too few to mention ♪ - ♪ Too few to mention ♪
- ♪ Oh, I did what... ♪ - ♪ I did ♪
- ♪ ...what I had to do ♪ - ♪ ...what I had to do ♪
♪ And saw it through... ♪
♪ Saw it through ♪
♪ ...without exemption ♪
♪ I planned ♪
♪ each charted course ♪
♪ Each careful step... ♪
- ♪ Along the byway ♪ - ♪ ...along the byway ♪
♪ And more, yes, much more than this ♪
- ♪ I did it my way ♪ - ♪ My way ♪
♪ For what is a man? ♪
♪ What has he got? ♪
♪ If not himself ♪
- ♪ then he has naught ♪ - ♪ Then he has naught ♪
♪ To say the things ♪
♪ he surely feels ♪
♪ And not the words ♪
♪ of one who kneels ♪
♪ The record shows ♪
♪ I took the blows ♪
- ♪ And did it... ♪ - ♪ And did it... ♪
- ♪ ...my way ♪ - ♪ ...my way ♪
La-la, la-la, come on, guys!
I love you, forever, baby,
love you forever, love you forever, oh, God.
♪ I did it ♪
♪ my ♪
♪ way ♪
What? What? What is happening?
What is...?
Hey, party people!
Step into the light.
May your soul be bright.
Sam, Sam...
- Oh, the happy couple. - ...open the door.
- Sam, Sam, open the door. - Am I interrupting something?
Sam, Sam...
Give me that!
Get off!
Let me read.
"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 wanna speak with a lawyer about it?
A lawyer? A lawyer?
Okay, let's get a lawyer 'cause I'm gonna 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 okay.
Is Mum home?
Mum?
But what if the mad dog just
killed the boy?
What if he never fell into this dump?
Or, what if we'd never sold him to a factory?
I mean, think about it.
Yeah, we could have just lived together like
one of them families.
Maybe in another world.
Let's drink to that.
To families.
Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull