[heavy breathing] [footsteps] [breathes heavily] [woman whimpers] [whimpering continues] [breathes heavily] [footsteps] [woman] Please, stop. [woman breathes heavily] [sobs] [woman sobs] [woman] Sean. Sean. Sean. Sean! [screams] [banging] [woman screams] [screaming stops] [breathes heavily] -[gasps]
-[man] Here! [footsteps] Hey. Ben? F- it.
What do you want from me? Tell me Carol
was banging the mailman. You came home drunk
and lost your shit. Things got out of control.
Something, man. You never...
we never believed that bullshit. It was always a paycheque, man! It was always about a paycheque! Come on. Fine. I'm going. John, 9:25. What? [whispers] "Whereas I was blind,
now I see." Are you f... Really? That comic book?
The Bible? [whispers] I was... cooking. Carol was at the table.
She was working. Sean was right there playing. I was a passenger. I could see everything, but... No stopping. No, no control. Wh... What does that even mean? I could taste the sulphur from her open veins
in the back of my mouth. -Ben.
-I mean killing. Even someone as... as small, as lithe as Carol. It's exhausting. You have to know, I fought it. Whatever it was. OK. [whispers]
The disbelief in her eyes. She watched me, Steven. She saw me brutalise, murder her. But it wasn't me. She died thinking it was me,
but it wasn't. Christ, man. You can't... [shouts] No, listen! I tried to stop her suffering. I became brutal for her, to end her pain. But it wouldn't let me. It slowed me down. Made me watch. Then when it... when we stood, I knew we were going for Sean. -Foot off the gas, seriously.
-He was six years old, my boy. My son, Steven. -I slaughtered my son.
-I don't wanna hear this. [shouts] You need to hear it! You brought that thing
into my house! Into my life! What did we do? -Wait, what? We? Nothing.
-All those years. All those cases. They were real. The supernatural or whatever
you wanna call that shit, it really exists. Innocent men are where I am now because of our bullshit! Because of your fabricated
adventures. -We being filmed? What the —?
-People trusted us, Steven. OK. Fine. That's it. I'm out. [Ben] No. I-I couldn't do
what they're saying I did. I... You know that, right? I don't know shit. Look, I can't promise anything,
but I'll do what I can. [Ben] I was the only one there. -[door opens]
-Caramore. Just what I need, Ben's hack. Hack? My skill set does suffer when called upon to do things
I am ill qualified for. Really? Open up. Such as being courteous
to snake-oil salesmen and egotistical carnival
barkers, such as yourself. You got real problems, and I am
not talking about your hair. [woman]
How is my client? Your friend. Friend. Maybe you've read about them
in books. Seen them in films. You should talk to me, Caramore. I am the closest thing
you have to a friend right now and I can't stand
the sight of you. Giving a f doesn't go with my
outfit. Buddy, open this door. This is a joke. Like something
on Saturday Night Live. Ben's trying
to say a demon, some spook made him pound his wife's
and son's skulls into playdough. -A monster.
-It's unorthodox, but valid. Valid? It shows he was not
in a clear state of mind when he killed them, at least. You ever met Carol? Sean? Cute kid.
Beautiful lady. It's terrible, I know.
It's... awful. But be it madness
or an unseen menace... Unseen?
You mean like Bluetooth? [woman]
Dollarhyde was not in control. What part
of "he murdered them" are you not getting? Well, technically, yes. Technically?
Technically? You think I don't know
you inspired these murders? -Say, say again?
-Engineered them, in fact. Believing the best way
to research an item you thought
satanic, possessed, cursed was to place it in my client's
home, sit back and wait for the paramedics
and the press to come calling. It's a chunk of tree! I was using it as a door stop,
for Christ's sake. So a pillar
of the community snaps. And with an item
linked to various deaths and bizarre rituals
going back hundreds of years that you gave him, he clubs his wife
and child to death. Did you think
I wouldn't see the connection? I remember
I was caddying for him when he teed her skull up and
chipped it on the putting green. I believe
you did the equivalent. Your case has more holes in it than a block of Swiss cheese
at a hooker convention. Can you let me out of here? Dollarhyde needs help. Therapy. Not prison. And as someone
who identifies as a Christian... Christian? Bale or Slater? You have a problem
with my faith? Christianity
has over a billion followers. Yeah, so does Dwayne "The Rock"
Johnson. Open the f—ing door! [bell rings] You must go to the gym a lot to be lugging around that grudge
you're carrying for me. No grudge, but I'd unplug your
life support to charge my phone. Eat a dick, lady! [car alarm beeps] [woman] You think I don't know
you inspired these murders? Engineered them, in fact. Believing the best way
to research an item you thought satanic,
possessed, cursed was to place it in my client's
home, sit back and wait for the paramedics
and the press to come calling. [laughs] Oh, Jesus H Christ. [phone rings] [phone rings] -[groans]
-[phone beeps] Hello? [Steven]
Coulson's trying to f— me. Dollarhyde's mouth-piece? His douchebag lawyer.
She's trying to slam me, man. You let f-ers
like her slide once, they end up
treating you like a snowboard. I went and saw Ben. It's five am in the morning,
Caramore. He's lost it.
He's a wackjob now. You can't know that for sure.
Not until I'd seen him. He may be playing them
for the plea deal. Shut up. Listen. Remember
my dad's place in London? Hmm? Londres? I thought that place
was condemned. [Steven] I'm there now. I want you
to throw some clothes in a bag and get on a plane over here. I got an idea
about how to help him. [sucks teeth]
What are you thinking now? We've been faking this
ghost-hunting shit for years. Ben says something
possessed his ass. F— it, let's find out. I'm gonna use
that shithole across the hall. It's empty.
We can monitor this place from one of
the other apartments. We catch some spooky shit
on camera, it could spring
his demented butt from jail. And there might be
some scratch in it for us. [man] I thought you went
to your Pappa's funeral. And now this has become
a business trip. [Steven] We got expenses. When you get in,
hit the storage facility. Grab a few of those bullshit
artefacts we've been storing. [man] Anything in particular?
A specific case, maybe? [Steven] Murder trials we've
given testimony at will be good. Anything that creeps you out
or gives you pause for thought. The weirder the better. It's all horseshit, anyway. The box at the back marked "keep
out" with the magazines in it, that's not mine, they're... I'm keeping it for a friend. Hey, does this shit-box
of a country have an extradition treaty
with the US? [electricity crackles] [electricity crackles] I miss the days when you used
to just hide in a tree. [electricity crackles] [sighs] [Steven] And now
we're playing with dolls. Why don't you put a sign on it?
"Beware of the demon doll." In a chair. Spooky, no? This and all the other
supposedly satanic, cursed nick nack paddy whack bullshit
that goes in the apartment has got to look like it came
from vacationing, antiquing. Folks have gotta be oblivious. So they don't see the demons
when they come? You don't believe,
but me tell you. -Demons, I've seen them.
-I married them. All a joke.
Till they come for you. [Steven]
The only thing coming for me are debt collectors
and a bad case of the clap. So why don't we pack this place with all those things
in your box of tricks? -We're done.
-It's an experiment, dumbass. We dump one item in the
apartment, take another one out. It's like ephedrine, the spooky
shit takes time to kick in. Who the f knows? We gotta track what item
causes a reaction. Jesus, I sound as crazy
as Dollarhyde and I'm not even high yet. The shit I've seen in Haiti
would blow your tiny mind. You can go if you want. I'm gonna stay and do this.
For me and for Ben. I would rather be
anywhere else than here. I been with you ten years, now. I owe you.
So I stay, watch over you. You set up my cot,
you get me coffee and you back up my bullshit
when I'm trying to get laid. -You, laid?
-Whatever. On the off-chance
Beelzebub does rock up, at least we can lock
this playhouse down. -Come on, guys!
-I'll carry that for you, OK? Nearly there!
Wait till you see this TV. It's the biggest TV
in the world! [music drowns speech] [overlapping chatter] [exhales] Well, what do you know? [man] How the hell
you get that thing back? [buzzer] Yeah, what? Hiya. Mr Caramore? We booked through the website? We? We who? "We" being the Cortezes? Well, one Cortez,
a couple of Engleses. Sorry, we couldn't get a taxi... -Great. Fifth floor.
-[buzzer] -Come on up.
-Sweet. Do you want me
to get that for you, darling? -We're good.
-OK. -You got it? Not too heavy?
-I can do it. Pick up your feet, girls.
Come on. Come on, pumpkin. -Tell me you have a kettle!
-We have a kettle. -Tell me you have teabags.
-We have a kettle. Wow! [chuckles] Wow!
It's like a princess castle! -[woman 1] That is insane!
-[woman 2] Amazing. -Lill, wait!
-This is amazing. I know! Chandelier! This is my bed. -And I'll take this one, then.
-Bouncy. -Nice.
-And there's a view. Oh, my God, it's like a novel. Not too shabby at all. We'll try
to keep the noise down. Scream your lungs out. We're
the only ones in the building. Oh, perks of off-season travel,
I suppose. Renovations. Careful, Lill, if you break it,
we'll be in big trouble. -You OK in here?
-Yeah. [Lill] I get a window! There's another room.
It's kinda small. It's down there
if you wanna see it. We're good. She gets scared. No, I don't. You get scared. Are you gonna look after me?
Save me from the evil dolly! [woman 1] Josephine,
are you upsetting your sister? We're just playing, Mum. -I can't get a break.
-What can you do? My mom was an alcoholic,
socialist sex worker. Did the opposite
of sticking it to the man. I'm not sure we need Marilyn
Manson's backup dancer in here. I'll call her Amy. Or maybe you do. -Enjoy.
-Thanks. I think. -Amy's a pretty name.
-Hmm. Yeah. [Steven] You need anything,
I am across the hall. -[woman 2] Good to know.
-[woman 1] Thank you! -Yeah.
-Let's check out the view. [squeals] [Steven] Oh, come on. [exhales]
I'm watching you. Watching you. Watching you. [exhales] [sighs] I wish
you wouldn't smoke this stuff. -It relaxes me.
-Hmm. You can't let it get to you. -What?
-This. Us. It's only been four weeks.
It's new to them, too. -I want them to like me.
-I know. Come in. It's cold. You know I... I saw the book. -I'm an idiot.
-It's sweet. Although I don't think you'll
find the answers to my kids in a book
called Practical Parenting. Well, it was either that
or Lamaze classes. Look, these things
just take time. Now this, I like. When I wear matching underwear, I really feel like
I've got my shit together. [beeping] Christ. OK, go to bed. Go to bed, Lilly. Lilly, bedtime. Devil doll, my ass. And... we're back. [soft moaning] [whirring] [whirring stops] [beeps] [sighs] Day two
in the Big Brother household and the guests have headed out. Devil Doll was a dud. Had no effect
on the tenants whatsoever. It's just an unsettling piece
of plastic in a dress. Or as I like to call it,
my ex-wife. You gotta be kidding me. Four
women peeing all over the floor. Where is it?
Come on, Lilly. Hell. Take this thing. Put it
somewhere. Where's your doll? Where's your doll?
What is this? Pride. Where's the doll, Lill?
Come on. I know this place. [drumming] Look at all the colours, Lilly.
Aren't they gorgeous? Wow! The parade goes all the way
through the centre of London. Do you remember
Trafalgar Square? Er... I know Buckingham Palace. How you doing?
Hey! You enjoying the parade? -Yeah, good.
-Yeah, it's great. Can I grab you for a minute? -Just a quick word over here?
-Yeah, sure. The doll. -Sorry?
-My niece needs it back. Sorry. Oh, well, Lill's become really
attached to the ugly thing. You don't really want her
playing with that. -[woman] Your niece can wait.
-[Steve] Not really. [woman] She's gonna have to.
Come on, girls. Wait, wait,
it's a copy of a doll that became known
as the Devil Doll, you know it? Is that supposed
to mean something? There was a movie made about it. Some girl murdered
all her housemates. -Bingo.
-It was over the news. She jumped off the roof.
Took the doll with her. You want her playing with that? You want to hear a horror story? I'll tell
you about my ex-husband. The doll fell 12 storeys. It's made of china.
Not a crack in it. Doesn't that unnerve you? Well, hang on.
You said it was a replica? You... OK. You got me.
It's the actual doll. The real killer kid's
killer doll. You broke me, Scully.
Can I have it back? [woman] You put
a dead girl's doll in our flat? [Steve] It's a collectible. Bollocks!
It's a dead child's toy! Put it like that, it sounds bad. Bad?
I'll give you bad, you prick! -I was up till five!
-Maria! The kids! -I was cleaning up for you.
-Amy! Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, my God! -What is wrong with you?
-It's a gore collectible! You pervert! Any more things we need
to be worried about? Demonic Care Bears?
Evil Beanie Babies? -He's not worth it.
-It was a mistake, OK? -Where's Lilly?
-What? -Lilly?
-Lilly? -Is she gone?
-Lilly? -Lilly?
-Peanut? -Lill?
-Lilly? -Peanut?
-Lilly? -Thanks a bunch, arsehole.
-Lilly? [Joey] Lilly? Lilly? Lilly? Lilly! Lilly? Lilly? Where are you, my love?
Stop it, please. Lilly! Hell! Lilly, where are you? Lilly! Lilly,
where are you, Lilly? Lilly? Lilly? -[screams]
-Mummy? Lilly! Lilly! [yells] Joey? [sobs] -Mummy!
-Lilly Mummy? Mummy? -[screams] Joey!
-No, it's OK. I got you. OK. -Don't leave me!
-I'm not going to leave you. I'm sorry. I was behind you.
I got you, I got you. It's OK. It's OK, it's OK. -I'm so sorry.
-Oh, my God, girls. [sobs] Oh, thank you. Lily! You can't do that. You can't wander off
like that, baby. Come on. [sobs] [knocking at door] Mr Caramore. What a treat. Look, I want to apologise.
See if the kid's OK. What happened was terrible. I can't help but feel,
in some small way, I was partly responsible. Partly? You're serious? If you hadn't started
with your bullshit... No, you know what? She's here. She's safe.
It's fine. Forget it. Do you need something? I'd like to make it up to Lilly.
Jesus! So... ta-da! What poor child
did you snatch that from? She's working on an
assembly line for smartphones. She won't miss it. I bought it. A replacement for
the doll. Can I give it to her? She's getting ready for bed. It was a kick in the nuts
what happened. I feel like shit about it.
Christ. Please? Lill, come here, sweetheart. Hey. Did you bring Amy back? I didn't, honey, but I got
you this. Super-cool teddy bear. I can have him? Really? Fine. You gotta take care of him.
Keep him with you always. [whispers]
I will, I will, I promise. Joey, come see. -This is bullshit.
-Babe. Carly. Great. Now she's pissed. -Hey, wait.
-Night. [Steven sighs] I'm just
spinning my wheels here. I have seen nada, zippo, nothing that would
back up Dollarhyde's claim of anything supernatural. Sad bastard. Maybe she was banging
the mailman. Hmm. [chuckles] [chuckles] [sighs] [Maria] Carly? This is lovely. Thank you. I'm sorry about earlier. And what happened today
with Lilly. -I didn't know what to do.
-Hey. All those people. It's not your fault.
You didn't do anything wrong. -I could have done something.
-No, look. This helps. You help.
You know that, don't you? Maybe. Sometimes. Look, I'm the one
that needs to try harder. I need to make you
feel more needed. -It's fine.
-You're part of the family. It's fine. Look, I know I can be a pain in
the arse sometimes. I really do. But recently,
the kids and the divorce. -I know.
-And... It's tough. It's a lot. I'm trying. I am. But I really need you
to be there for me when I pull myself
out of this slump. [Lilly]
I'm going to call you Dora, because you're an explorer,
aren't you? [sighs] Who's this, Lill? I found her on the balcony. Isn't she cute? You know
we can't keep her, right? But Dora likes it here. Mum would kill me. I love you. Enjoy your bath.
Take your time. -I'll look after the kids.
-Thank you. [Maria sighs] -[cat meows]
-There we go. [faint noise] [sighs] [creaking] [creaking] [cat meows] Hey, Dora. How did you get in here? [cat meows] What the...? [gasps] [water runs] [screams] [gasps] [lift whirs] [switch clicks] -[turns volume up]
-[exhales] God, I look so old. I need
fillers or Botox or something. You're beautiful.
This, on the other hand. This'll give Lilly nightmares. -Was this always out there?
-[Maria] Out where? [Lilly] Teddy, this is my room. -Oh, what you doing?
-Nothing, showing Teddy around. [Carly] OK. Hey, Teddy. -[Joey] Where's the hairdryer?
-That's my bed. Second drawer down. -Oh.
-[Maria] It is broken, though. Five minutes and we will leave,
with or without you, Jo. -[whispers] Should we leave her?
-Yeah. Oh, look at me.
Why do I even bother? Again with the self-pity, Ria.
Stop. Come on. [Lilly] Come on, Teddy. [Maria] As long as I get it,
we're OK. We are OK, aren't we? [Carly] Better than OK. Someone's f-ˆng with the rug? [Maria] Thank you for this. Thanks
for making me feel special. [Carly] Any time. Mother of dragons! [gasps] Are you ready then, miss?
Come on, then. What the f was that? -Have you nicked yourself?
-Hmm? I don't think so. Oh. It's just a little cut.
Does it hurt? -No. I'm fine.
-Come on, then. Get that sister of yours. See
if she's out of the shower. Jo? You out the shower? [exhales] It's... You know... F— it. F— this. I know what you... There's no way. [breathes heavily] Uh-uh. There's no way. There is no... way. Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Let me have a word. Listen. -Look, I'm not doing anything.
-What are you doing here? -I wanna have a chat with you.
-Don't touch me. Mr Caramore. Actually, it's Doctor.
Dr Caramore. [woman]
Lucky I didn't punch you. [Steven] I've been doing this
a long time. Something happened
in that house. Now you're seeing things, too? No, maybe. You're defending Ben.
Maybe I can help. You got access to his papers?
His logs? -And?
-Let me have a look. Maybe it'll refresh something. We worked
on those things for years. Ben told me you've not seen
his personal papers. He also said
he was possessed by a demon. Ben's saying a lot of crazy shit
right now. Those them? -No.
-Give me an hour with them. -You're scared.
-Bullshit! -Something's got you spooked.
-No. Or is it you're worried what my
client might've confided in me? I don't have the time or the
crayons to explain this to you. You gonna let me look
at his worksheets or not? I'll make a deal with you. I'll show you mine,
you show me yours. Let's do that, shall we? -Now you're talking.
-In court. Goodbye, Mr Caramore. It's Doctor. Dr Caramore. [softly] Bitch. [Carly laughs] Great. Right, sorted. Hey, where's Joey? She's outside talking
to those boys, babe. Wait, the ones
that got kicked out? Maria, she's fine. -They got asked to leave, Carly.
-Mummy. Let's get your coat on. -Maybe try the US first.
-No, yeah. -Take that.
-Oh, thanks. Carly said you'd be out here. -Of course she did.
-We were talking, Mrs Engles. Ms Engles.
Was I talking to you? Mum! Is this really necessary, Maria? -Come on, we're going.
-Mum, please. Joey, now. Thanks. What did you say to her? [Maria] What example are you
setting for your younger sister? Is it not enough that
your mother had a child at 17? Whatever it is
you think you saw, this should keep
them things at bay. Dollarhyde's journal is useless. I gotta get a hold
of those papers Coulson had. Maybe there's something
in there. Again with the Coulson. You are obsessed
with this woman. -I showed you the footage.
-You showed me the wind, boss. Static. Nothing there. Maybe it's like vampires
and mirrors. I saw it, though.
And I'll record the f-er. This could be my... our payday. Oprah, The Late Show,
a book deal. We'll make out like bandits. I thought this was
about bailing out our boy. It is, but if we can get a
little scratch in the meantime, -where's the harm?
-What about them people? That voodoo thing.
The salt and shit works, right? So they're covered! This is not a science, hmm?
It's over a millennium old. But I hope,
I pray it protects them. Shit gets crazy, we'll bust in
and save their asses. -It could be good for the book.
-Still... Look, I got this! [sucks teeth] Hmm.
I'm not too sure about you, OK? Trust me. -What the hell are you doing?
-That should fix the squeak. Salt? To stop a squeak? -In the summer, we get roaches.
-You said it was for a squeak. Salt messes up slugs,
not cockroaches. Well, it's working
cos no roaches here. OK, what exactly
are you playing at here? Squeak, salt, slug, roaches.
Whatever. Fixed. Slugs? On the fifth floor? You ever seen a Cockney slug?
Oh, they climb. Take down a pitbull, man. Seriously, they are
some scary mother-funsters. Do you have a problem,
Mr Caramore? -Where do I start? My shrink...
-Oh, for God's sake! I got a guy working in there! -You've gotta be shitting me?
-No shit. Get out, now! Outrageous. You shouldn't
even be in here. Go! Come on, come on, come on. Unless there's a gas leak, a
fire or an impending tornado,
stay out. You lot, in. Come on, girls.
Let's go. Come on. [door closes] -Don't.
-[sucks teeth] I can't believe
you defended her. What? Joey, at the restaurant earlier. -Talking to those boys.
-Oh, God. You're choosing now
to take a pop at me about some pointless shit
that happened over an hour ago? You saw those boys! You're like a dog
with a bone. Carly, she's a teenager! [Carly] Talking to boys
is what teenage girls do, Ria. They were smoking! I'm sure that's all right for
you with your disgusting habit, but not me. Carly, you saw them. What I'm seeing is a very
ugly side to you, right now. -So now I'm ugly.
-Didn't say that. That's exactly what you said. That went well. [Steve eats crisps] [camera whirs] [indistinct TV] [switches channel] A peace offering. I won't tell anyone.
It's not a trap. Just don't tell your mum
I gave you that, all right? Thanks. -[sighs]
-[changes channel] [sighs] [creaking] [indistinct TV] [Lilly] Hey, Teddy. Do you think
you'll be good at flying? Do you wanna be a pilot? Shall we try? [clears throat] That was good. Do you wanna do it again? OK. Oh. [sighs] Teddy? [grunts] Don't hide. Where are you? Gotcha! -Hi.
-Hey. Whatcha doing, Lill? Hide and seek with Teddy.
He's really good. [Joey chuckles]
Time to get ready for bed. [exhales] [indistinct TV] Hey. She asleep? Yeah, I read her that book.
Went out like a light. Aw, well done. Thank you. For tomorrow, as well. You guys deserve some time. I'll take Lill to the park
or something. -Appreciate it, Jo. Thanks.
-No, but the park? What park? We'll find one. Find one?
What, are you local now? Joey, it's London.
She's eight years old. Fine. We'll stay here. Watch TV. -Joey.
-What? [Maria sighs] Look, I don't mean
to be hard on you. I really don't. But I worry about you and Lill.
You're all I've got. -I'm gonna crash.
-Joey... Come on, please. I love you. I know. Sleep tight, pumpkin. -[Carly] Finally, adult time.
-[Maria] Perfect. So we'll spend the day
with Sally. We'll get ready at hers
for tonight. You are gonna love her
and her couch. I thought you said
she had a spare room. We're not gonna
be doing much sleeping. Don't worry about that. Come on. [chuckles] You are
absolute filth and I love it! [exhales] Hey, er, Chris, it's Joey. Josephine. [exhales] [buzzer] [exhales] [rap music] [boy] London's a bear, innit? Mate, you wanna try the hostels
in Amsterdam. It's mental. I did three weeks there.
It's nuts. -Go to the Van Gogh Museum?
-No! There's a museum there? -Babes and blunts is Amsterdam.
-You're both pricks. The Van Gogh Museum is amazing. But try the Rijksmuseum.
Like, it blew my mind. [boy] Had a nice time here? [Joey] We almost lost my sister, which was intense,
but we found her. -Where was she?
-She was just running around. -[chuckles] How old is she?
-She's eight. -That's a fun age.
-[Joey] I love her to pieces. -[Chris] Is she here with you?
-[Joey] Yeah. She's sleeping. -I'm kind of protective of her.
-[girl] That's sweet. -[laughs]
-So the folks are away? Yeah, just tonight. Erm, it's really cool,
you coming over. No, when it's this
or the backpackers where people
take a shit in the shower, believe me, this is a win. Who's this? We've a visitor. [Joey] Lilly! Why are you up? -She's so cute.
-Don't be scared. I don't bite. Unless I'm asked nicely. Mummy won't be happy
with your friends. She's gonna snitch on us. You don't tell her and I
won't mention the pizza. Deal? -Like a secret?
-Our secret. We won't tell anybody. I could be quiet.
Quiet like a mouse. -[squeaks]
-[whispers] Even quieter. -[squeaks softly]
-Come on, you. Bed. I'll be back in a minute. Right, you. -You good?
-Yes. -I'm just through there, OK?
-Hm-hmm. Sleep. [chuckles] -[Chris] Joey's got weed.
-[Joey] No, guys, it's not mine. [Chris]
Yes, we've all heard that one. [Joey] Stop it, please.
It really isn't. -[girl] Too late!
-[Joey] I'll take a hit. [Joey] I thought my family were
so close and then Dad goes. Mum is now into girls. -Which I'm OK with but I...
-[Chris] It must be weird. [chuckles] Wanna take a tour? You are way too drunk
to do anything right now. [boy] Might be a while, guys. They're gonna screw
on your parents' bed. They're not my parents. Well, not really. -You got something planned?
-Maybe in here? Oh, score. No, I've just got back
to the apartment now. Yeah, you told me. [sighs] There are things you do that
I'm not a fan of, either, Ria. Like what, exactly? Abandoning you at a party
full of strangers and sneaking off back to the flat? Oh, no, wait. That's you,
isn't it? And for what? So you can get stoned, again. Ever thought moaning about
my weed makes me need my weed? I'll be back in five. [phone beeps] [whispers]
What the f am I doing? [sighs] [Chris] Do you like me? -I'm not sure yet.
-Oh? Mum thinks all men are the same. Really? Lucky for me,
you're still a boy. A boy, huh? I need the loo. I'll be quick. Really? Now? I could cut glass
with this thing, I'm so hard. [toilet flushes] [gasps] Ouch! You ever heard of a nail file?
I thought you were taking... [grunts] Hey, babe. -[banging]
-Did you hear that? Yeah,
they're just playing around. -[sighs]
-Honestly. If they break the bed,
I'll be dead meat. -I'll be back in five minutes.
-OK. Maybe two. [sniffs] [exhales] -[knocks on door]
-Guys? -[knocks on door]
-Guys? [thunder] -[door clicks]
-Towny? Sam? -[glass shattering]
-Shit. I heard a glass smash.
We have to pay for anything... Shit! Chris, your feet. Are you OK? Your feet are bleeding! What are you doing? How can you not feel that?
Chris? Stop moving!
What's wrong with you? Sam! Towny! Help me!
Chris has lost his mind! This isn't funny!
You're... you're scaring me! Please, stop! No, no, no! God! Oh, God! Ben, Ben, Ben. Dollarhyde,
I owe you an apology. Oh, Christ Almighty!
You're not gonna get me. Come on. Come on. Towny! He jumped!
He jumped! [grunts] [gasps] Lilly! Lilly? Lilly! Lilly, oh God! Please!
Come on! Get out of bed! -Teddy! Teddy!
-There's no time! Come on. [Lilly screams] [Steven] Oh, bitch! Yes. Lill, wait there. -Joey, why are we running?
-Caramore, open the door. -I don't know what to do.
-Why you banging on the door? [Joey] Caramore,
please, open the door! I know you're in there,
you dick! Please, please.
Please, open the ... -OK.
-Where's Mummy? Come on, come on, come on. -Lilly, come on.
-Where are we going? -We're leaving.
-No, Teddy! -[Joey] Leave it!
-No! Ola, the kid
brought people over. That thing, that creature went through them
like a knife through butter. We're nearly there.
Come on. Keep going. Don't you lay all this on me! Cops are gonna think we're
making snuff movies. And I'm the star
of the film. [Joey] Come on! [Steven] No one
believed Dollarhyde. I didn't. -Come on! We need to go.
-No! [Steven]
I didn't open the door, no. It's raining
and you've got blood on you! Oh, f you! -I don't like it.
-It's going. Toxic waste! Global warming!
Open carry states. What's the average
life expectancy of a 16-year-old now, huh? Hey, that's life!
Nobody gets out alive, right? Wait a minute. The camera. The camera's our alibi. Look, see? It's going! [Steven] We're all in this. We're all in. This f-er’s
all over our media. It's OK. It's fine. [Steven] We do that,
we're going to jail, dumbass! -Where are we going?
-Run, Lill. Please, for me. F you! F morality! Somebody catches a car crash
on their phone camera, you don't prosecute
the guy with the phone! It's too late. We got no choice! All right. All right. I'm not going anywhere until you
get here. Just get over here. And bring a mop. [Maria] It's bullshit. Carly came back last night
for her cigarettes and she didn't mention
any dead bodies. [Joey] You came to spy on me? I forgot something! Sorry if
it blows a hole in your story. -[officer] Calm down.
-[Joey] F you! Ms Engles. Your daughter said
that somebody had been murdered. There's no blood. She's just
trying to get attention. You said you fell in blood. Do these look like our clothes? [Lilly]
Joey took them from a shop. [Joey] It was a laundrette. So you're a thief
as well as liar? There'd be blood.
In your hair, on your clothes. There was a monsoon! Come on! Is this really you
now, Jo? Stealing? Swearing? Scaring your little sister
half to death. Tell them, Lill. -I was in my room.
-Oh, for God's sake, Joey! Honestly,
she loves attention, this one. -Like her step-dad did.
-Maria. -You're always attacking Dad.
-He's not even your real father. [Joey] That's so you, Mum. You
think parenting's all about DNA. Oh, my God! It's not
a bloody soap opera, Joey. Get in and show us this
imaginary bloody apartment. I'm so done with this bullshit! [Joey] Mum, it's right in here,
Just follow me, please. It's right here. I just... What? Where's the blood, then? -Everything looks normal.
-[shouting upstairs] I fell over. I fell right over. There was blood
all over me and... You brought
the police here for this? He was dead! He died! Do you know how embarrassing
this is? I'm sick of it. Mum! [sighs] -I don't know. Everything...
-[Maria] Oh, my God! -[policeman] Ms Engles?
-One night. One night we leave her alone and this is what happens. -Could explain a few things.
-Shit. [Maria] Now we know why you were
going on about bodies and blood. -You were stoned, Joey!
-We can leave this. Not worth giving the kid
a record for it. -Caramore!
-Thank you so much. Joey? Joey! -[Joey] I heard you!
-[officer] Sorry to disturb. -You were home! You were here!
-You high on drugs, kid? -He knows something!
-She's got to calm down. Take your hands off her! -If she calms down!
-You don't get it! Do you wanna be arrested? -[Joey] No.
-Just let us deal with this, OK? -Craig?
-Sir? Did you hear
anything unusual last night between ten and eleven
in the evening? [exhales] Got in about four
in the morning. What's going on? -That's bullshit!
-Joey! So you saw
and heard nothing, sir? [Steve]
Like I said, I got in late. There was blood everywhere. There better not be! -He's poncey as f.
-Can we mind the language? -Suck a cow's ass, bean-flicker.
-Did you hear what I said? Look! I don't know what's going on
between you people. But it's not a police matter.
Not yet, anyway. Sir, if you'd just go back into
your flat and shut the door. -Absolutely.
-But the prick is lying to you! Can you control your child? [Maria]
Yeah, I wish I could. Come on! Go back into your flat.
We're done here. Come on, now. We're gonna have
a conversation about this later. You've been nothing but trouble. [sighs] [Carly] One more night and
we're gone. Chill the f out. -I won't stay.
-We've got nowhere else to go. Thank you, Carly, for turning
my daughter into a drug addict. -[Carly] She stole my stash.
-[Maria] We'll talk later. -[Joey] You can't keep us here!
-[Carly] Don't test me, kid. [Joey] If your IQ's double
digits, I'll be surprised. [Maria] Joey! [Carly] Where do you get off
treating people like shit? You think getting the cops here,
makes you look tough? Makes you look cool? Makes you look
like an attention-seeking brat. [Lilly] You're scaring Teddy. Joey. Come on, please.
For me, for your sister. -We're not safe here!
-Enough with that! [coughs] -[Maria] Please, Joey.
-[breathes heavily] [Maria] She looks terrified. Joey. Come on, darling, please. It's one night. Come on. [Lilly] I'll read you a story. Don't go. OK. Come on, peanut. [Lilly]
I don't like it when you fight. [Joey] I know. I'm sorry. [Lilly] Don't leave me, Joey.
Don't ever leave me. Everything's OK.
I won't leave you, I promise. Cross your heart
and hope to die? Come on, then. [Steven breathes heavily] [thunder] [sighs] What do we know? Some fella was stopped with
a bin liner full of body parts. He jumped a red light.
Patrol pulls him over. -Not even his car.
-Vehicle registered to? A Carmine Caramore. American. Detective, I, erm... -Well, I say I, we...
-Caramore? Sir... Ryan and I were called out
to this very address yesterday. Kid, 16, completely lost
her shit. Her mum calls us. But it was nothing.
It was just a kid playing up. -And it was this apartment?
-This flat. Yes, sir. Sir... The survivor's in the back room. Normally
when a kid's just acting up, you don't have conversations
about survivors. Jesus Christ! [Lilly sobs] -How is she?
-Not good, sir. Just a minute, darling. Social services
are on their way. She's not much good in
this state. She's traumatised. She's our best chance
of finding out what happened. -This isn't my place to say...
-I'm not gonna debate this. -Has she said anything?
-No. -Anything at all?
-Nothing. Come here, darling. -It's OK
-Hey, er... -Lilly.
-Hey, Lilly. I'm Mark. You're safe now.
Everything's gonna be all right. I just need to ask you
a few questions, OK? Can you tell me what happened,
Lilly? In the flat? [whimpers] Where's your mum? Your dad? There's no dad.
There's an elder sister, but... There's no sign of her. -Where's your sister, Lilly?
-[man] Mark. Pardon the intrusion,
but you're gonna wanna see this. [whispers] It's all right,
darling. You're safe now. It's OK. [whimpers] -Sheen settling the kid?
-She's not in a good way. Who can blame her?
Look at this place. Next door's all wired up and the
feed comes through to this room. [man 2]
Hacked directly into the mains. This place could have burned
to the ground. Good job no one else was here. Entire block of flats was bought
by a development company. The tenant of this place is like
the last man standing, I guess. Think the development company
had a hand in this? No, I don't. The offers were fair
and the company seems legit. And more than that, Mark, there's this. Shit.
So what do we know about him? Trying to confirm ID. The car and flat are registered
to a Carmine Caramore. He died a few months ago.
He was 96. Survived by his son, Steven, 47. Daughter, Jane, 28. American. The old man
was a professor of some kind. He lived alone. Caramore? Why the hell
do I know that name? -There's a stack of files here.
-What were they recording? Porn, sex cams,
snuff movie? They were tourists. Mother worked
at the Post Office. Ordinary. Pitt, the latest craze
has ordinary people signing up to be locked up
in escape rooms. Caramore. That bloody name. People are f-ed.
They do weird things. Got
secrets. Maybe this one bit
them in the arse. This is something different. Caramore.
The big trial a few months back. The Dollarhyde case. The wife's body found
in the hall. She was desecrated. Steven Caramore, 47,
worked with Dollarhyde. He testified
at the original trial. He's meant to appear
at the retrial on the 18th. [man] Well, I'm not sure
he's gonna make it. But if it is him,
what the hell's he into? Mark...
There's a lot of shit coming up. [slurps] [Carly] Do it again. Again. One, two, three! Apple on a stick.
It makes me sick. It makes me... Oh, no! Again, again! One, two, three. Apple on a stick.
It makes me sick. It makes me... Oh, I can never do that bit! But I can do hearts. Shall we
stick to drawing hearts? -OK.
-OK. [sniffs] [light creaks] [sniffs] [Carly] Right. Can you do them? [Lilly] I don't think so. OK, so it's quite easy, so
just start at the top like this. Make your way down
and then you just join it here. [voice echoes] [sound muted] -And then you join it here, too.
-OK. -Then can colour it, darling.
-I did this for you, Mummy. Mummy? Mummy's busy, darling. -We'll show her in a minute, OK?
-OK. Let's keep on
drawing our hearts. -You wanna draw one here?
-OK. -Yeah?
-Yeah. I'm gonna be back in a second.
Gonna be OK with those hearts? -Yeah.
-Be back in one minute, darling. Ria? Maria? -Let me do that.
-I can do it. What was all that about
in there? What? In there,
a moment ago, with Lilly. Don't know
what you're talking about. [Carly] You want me to be part
of your dysfunctional family and look at me like I'm taking
a shit in your drink when I try. -I was just clearing the table.
-You barged through like you were in a Black Friday
sale or something. Oh, my God. Lilly. -You were jealous?
-No. You need to get
your shit together, Ria. I've got my shit together. And that girl of yours,
Josephine. She needs attention,
professional attention. She barely speaks and when she
does, it's to moan her tits off. And God knows,
I have tried to be her friend. She's at that age. Confused. [Carly] Confused?
Of course she's confused. Her dad's moved out and her mum is eating pussy
to get back at him. Is that what you think? Joey, I'm colouring. Wanna see? [sniffles] [number pad beeps] [sniffles] [sighs] -[phone line rings]
-Please... Dad. [vibrates] -Shit!
-[phone beeps] [Carly] And all I keep thinking,
why the hell do I even bother? [Maria] You said you loved me. [Carly] What if I've had enough? You, your attitude,
your spoilt kids. -My babies.
-Oh, please, Ria! They're spoilt as shit.
You indulge them. Lill, we're gonna play a game. We've gotta sneak past Mummy and
Carly without being seen, OK? [Carly] You spend
the first years of their lives teaching them to walk and talk. The next you tell them
to shut the f up. -[whispers] Can be super quiet.
-OK. Shh. Why you bother, to be honest? The f are you doing? Are you serious?
What's wrong with you? -[clanks]
-[Maria] I don't know. I... Sit down! What the f, Maria?
You had a knife! Where are you going? Lilly. Were you going out? Your little shits
are trying to get out. -[Joey] Stop shouting at her.
-Where are you taking her? I need to get Lilly away.
Away from you, you bitch! You little shit.
Get down there, now! -Stop pushing me!
-You've raised a pack of wolves! You're actually mental! -Look at what you're doing!
-Stop shouting at her! If you don't do something about
this, I will. Get in there! -[door slams]
-Mummy. What the f?
What happened to my mum? -You're a twisted kid!
-We have to get out! [Joey]
There's something bad in here! [Carly]
You're looking right at it! Do you have any idea what
kind of people are in this city? -You're a kid. You wanna take...
-[both sob] I'd rather take
whatever's out there than whatever's in here any day! [indistinct shouting] Mummy? Mummy? Are you OK? Mummy, what's wrong? Joey! There's something wrong
with Mummy! Mummy? Stay! Where are you going? Mummy? Stop!
What are you doing? Mummy! Stop. Mummy! [music plays over dialogue] [light buzzes] -We have to leave, now!
-Get back! [breathes heavily] Maria? [sighs] I can't do this any more. Your brats. Your drama. You acting the victim
the whole time. Cos that's what it is, an act. I see it now. You expect the whole world
to bow down and worship at your feet. Not me. Not any more. I am done with playing
happy f-ing families! I don't even know how that ex of
yours stayed around for so long. You're pathetic. I'm done. I'm out. You f-ing son of a bitch!
You f... Oh, f! Right, like I'm gonna save
the day? Gonna save the day,
right? Shit, of course I am. [Lilly on video] Mummy! [groans] Why is there blood? Joey! Help me, please! Joey! Help! Mummy! [groans] [sniffles] Lilly? Mum? [door handle rattles] Lilly? Lilly? Lilly? [sniffles] [breathes heavily] [exhales] [gasps] [gasps] [pants] [pants] -[Joey] Mum?
-Joey? Mum? [sobs] -Mum?
-[choking] [bones crack] [sniffles] Kill me. Kill me! [breathes heavily] [Joey wails] [sniffles] [video beeps] [sighs] The bear. -Give us a moment.
-I'm meant to stay with her. -We'll be fine.
-I'm getting her to talk. -Not much, but some.
-Get out. -But, sir, I'm just...
-I said get out! -Lady, don't go.
-[sighs] Will you go? Lilly, if you need me,
I'll be outside. Why is the lady going? Lilly, I need to ask you
some more questions. Look, I really need your help,
OK? But... Hey, I know. You want some gum? It's yummy. OK. Can I see your bear? He's a teddy, not a bear. I'm sorry. Can I see your teddy? Just for a minute.
We're friends, right? -Thank you.
-You're hurting him. No, no, I'm not.
I promise he's OK. [beeps] [clattering] [screams] Holy shit. [hisses] [Mark] Fuck! No! No! [indistinct crackling radio] [pants] Mum? Mum? Mum? Lilly. Lilly? Lilly? Lilly... [screams] [groans, grunts] [grunts] [chokes] [phone beeps] [phone line rings] [American man]
Where is the artefact? I have it. And the girl? Her, too. And with no other family,
there's no one to ask questions. I studied Caramore for years. Knew that with his dad's
apartment empty, a few key phrases
would set in motion what eventually took place. Sheen! [Coulson] So I planted the idea
at the prison. We weren't sure
how it would play out, but the outcome is workable. [American man]
You'll head back to New York? [Coulson] I will. [phone beeps] Ladies and gentlemen, shall we start the bidding
at, say, 20 million? Sapex Scripts
